Eccentricman's Short Shorts

As some of you will be aware, I occasionally write very very short stories. This is where I will put these stories as they are written; I hope you enjoy them!

Perfect Form

Trudi reflected that a personal trainer had been a brilliant idea as she lowered herself, slow and measured, from the pull-up bar. Her chest was heaving as she panted sweat running down her shining dark skin. With a grunt and a whimper of pain she kept on going, her arms straightening past ninety degrees and then further and further, but not quite hanging straight.

"HggGGGGghhhhhrrrllllllkkkkk!"

The bar groaned under the pressure of Trudi's exertion, her thick, hard, ripped frame making the heavy steel bend under the onslaught. Closing her eyes, she bit her lip and muscled herself up again, her face serene, almost angelic in its focused effort. With a hiss of pleasure, she pressed her six inch thick teenage muscle tits into the steel, the metal slick and cold on her naked flesh.

The gasp seemed to fill the brief silence.

Bicep muscles the size of melons bulged, vascular and cut as she slowly descended once more, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she dropped further and further, arms shaking now. The burn was so amazing; she gloried in it like an injection of pure sex, her finger long, two inch thick nipples standing out hard and almost twitching with pleasure.

"GggGgLLLmmmmPPPHHHhhhhh!"

Trudi looked down at her personal trainer seeing a narrow V of that red, straining face between her vast pecs, licking her lips at the mess of saliva and tears and running mascara covering that pretty white visage. She could feel her trainer's lips stretched tight around her girth, the firm resistance of that abused throat sucking and gagging around her length. The woman's lips were parked tight into her crotch, tickling Trudi's pussy.

With a liquid, gargling groan the trainer inhaled deeply and shuddered, looking up at the deeply etched wall of Trudi's abs, wide eyed as that flat belly seemed to instantly bulge into an obscene steroid gut. Trudi's nostrils flared as she felt her internal balls churn and swell with her onrushing orgasm, her body shaking as she hung from the bar, her two hundredth and forty ninth rep completed, one away from her goal.

With a girlish squeak, the teen came hard, her member swelling and bucking as a quart of cum slammed into the belly of her trainer, drawing a surprised grunt from the woman. Trudi could vaguely sense the trainer's hands fly to a belly hidden from sight by the built teen's own bulky body. It was nowhere near the end of Trudi's orgasm though and she grunted as her cock surged and pumped a second shot into the woman, a gallon slamming home with a sound like an underwater detonation.

Shaking through the onslaught of her orgasm, sweating, taking burning, gasping, growling breaths Trudi pulled up slowly. Her pumping, pulsing shaft came out inch, by thigh thick inch covered in a slick of cum that erupted