18yo Girlfriend Makes Me Skip The Gym – Anna Mae

Title: “Anna Mae’s Seductive Sabotage”

“Beep.. Beep.. Beep…” My alarm rudely awoke me from my slumber, signaling it was time for my morning gym routine. Groggily, I silenced the noise and sat up, stretching my arms above my head. Today was leg day, and I was eager to pump some iron and work on my quads and glutes.

I threw on some gym shorts and a sweat-wicking t-shirt before heading downstairs for a quick protein shake. As I poured the chalky powder into my shaker, I heard a rustling sound coming from the living room. Curiosity piqued, I followed the noise and laid eyes on the most exquisite sight – my gorgeous girlfriend, Anna Mae, sprawled out on the couch, her curvaceous body barely concealed by a skimpy negligee.

“Good morning, handsome,” she purred, her voice like honey dripping from a spoon. “Fancy seeing you up so early.”

I plastered a smile on my face, trying not to let my dismay show. “Morning, babe. I’ve got to head to the gym today, remember? It’s leg day.”

Anna Mae pouted, her full, plump lips irresistible. “But baby, I was hoping we could spend some quality time together today. I feel like I barely see you lately, always off to the gym or out with your friends.”

I hesitated, my resolve wavering under her seductive gaze. She was right; I had been neglecting our relationship, too focused on maintaining my chiseled physique. Plus, Anna Mae was an absolute bombshell – her ample bosom, slim waist, and juicy bubble butt were enough to drive any man wild with desire.

Sensing my weakness, Anna Mae sat up, letting her negligee fall open to reveal more of her creamy skin. “Come on, handsome,” she cooed, patting the spot beside her. “I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”

Against my better judgment, I found myself walking towards her, my gym bag forgotten. As I sat down, Anna Mae draped herself across my lap, her soft, pillowy breasts pressing against my chest. “There, isn’t this much more pleasant than the gym?” she murmured, nuzzling my neck.

I couldn’t deny the sheer pleasure of having her luscious body pressed against mine. As my hands roamed her curves, I felt my resolve melting like butter on a hot stove. Maybe skipping the gym for a day wouldn’t hurt…

Sensing her victory, Anna Mae captures my lips in a searing kiss, her tongue invading my mouth with a hunger that sets my blood on fire. I groan into her mouth as her hands slip beneath my shirt, her nails raking gently across my abs.

As we lose ourselves in the throes of passion, all thoughts of the gym fade into oblivion. Anna Mae’s touch is electric, her every caress sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. I mold my hands to her generous rear, groping and kneading the supple flesh until she gasps against my mouth.

“Mmm, you like that, baby?” she hums, grinding her hips against my hardening shaft. “You like having your hands on my big, juicy ass?”

Words fail me, replaced by a guttural groan as I bury my face in her ample cleavage. Anna Mae laughs, a sultry and wicked sound, as she wriggles out of her negligee, revealing her naked, nubile body in all its glory.

“Let’s take this to the bedroom,” she breathes, taking my hand and leading me up the stairs. As we tumble onto the bed, our clothes fall away like confetti, leaving us skin to skin, our bodies entwined like the roots of an ancient oak tree.

We make love with a fervor that leaves us panting and spent, our sweat-slicked bodies intertwined in a tangle of sheets. As I hold Anna Mae close, her head resting on my chest, I realize that whatever gains I might have made at the gym pale in comparison to the exquisite pleasure I’ve found in her arms.

“Was that better than the gym?” Anna Mae asks sleepily, nuzzling my neck as her fingers trace idle patterns on my chest.

I chuckle, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Definitely,” I murmur. “And you’re absolutely right, babe. I’ve been neglecting our relationship for my own selfish pursuits. From now on, you come first – this, and everything else.”

Anna Mae’s eyes sparkle with delight, and she pulls me in for a deep, sensual kiss. As our lips meet, I know that I’ve made the right choice – that nothing could compare to the ecstasy of being with her, and that my heart, not my muscles, is the true seat of strength.

And so, as the sun rises and casts its golden rays across our naked, entwined bodies, I accept my fate – not as a gym rat, but as Anna Mae’s devoted lover, willing to sacrifice all for the sake of her pleasure and our love. After all, what is a bit of cardio compared to the transcendent bliss of being lost in her embrace?