When Tammy Baker first started her workout class after the holidays, she felt out of shape and bloated. Her figure reminded her of a balloon instead of her usual perfect slim shape, and she was completely dissatisfied and uncomfortable with her body for weeks. Even her lovely brunette hair was dull and lifeless.

Due to her shape, Tammy's exercise wardrobe started out dull and ugly. She used to wear dark baggy shorts and oversized t-shirts. As her figure changed and improved, she began to buy more stylish gym attire. But nothing too flashy. She wasn't a wild girl, but a well-educated business woman. She would try never to change, but somehow, she felt that she would lose control one day and become a different person permanently. There were times that sex, drugs and rock and roll got the best of her. Never could she imagine that getting in shape would end up getting her laid.

She'd always pictured herself in spandex, and as days passed, after she'd seriously been exercising, she was able to wear that super clingy material again, after many years. The last time she wore spandex was as a preteen dancer, and the next time she would wear it, the reaction would be totally different.

After work, she went to a sporting goods store, and blew a week's paycheck on various spandex outfits in different colours. She acted like a real preppy on the way back on the subway, and ended up being teased by two punk girls wearing black leather jackets, shorts pink spandex tights. "Look at the rich girl there! All stuck up and tight assed!" She wanted to leave, but was strangely attracted to her tormentors. When she did get off, she discovered that her panties were wet from excitement yet she didn't know why she was.

After she got to her apartment, Tammy went to her bedroom and stripped naked. She pulled out a light purple top and matching tights from her shopping bag, and lay them on the bed. She sat on the edge of the bed and slowly, carefully pulled the new tight purple leggings over her ankles and calves, then began to break them in with stretch exercises from her workout class. She popped a tape into her ghetto blaster to make the exercises easier.

As an experiment, Tammy slipped on a black thong bikini bottom and stared at herself in the mirror. She ran her fingers through her long, thick black hair and struck a crazy pose, putting her arms behind her head and spreading her legs in a squat. Looking good and hot! She thought, and began to stretch and flex.

Tammy pulled the thong up against her crotch and began to gyrate her hips around ever so slowly, so that her pussy lips were being rubbed. For some reason, her cute spandex outfit felt smaller and tighter. When she looked at the mirror, she saw how greater she looked wrapped in purple, and became turned on by her reflection.

Removing the thong, Tammy pulled up the tights as far as they would go and splayed her legs. A wet spot of snatch appeared on the crotch, which she stroked through the tights, which turned out to be so tight that she could digitally penetrate herself as if she were naked. The spot grew larger and made the crotch dark purple. Tammy lowered herself down on to a bearskin rug and a few pillows on the floor, and spread her legs wide, stretching them. The painful sensation her of the stretching of her calves was extremely enjoyable and relaxing. Tammy grabbed the footboard with and began to stroke her pussy harder. Within no time, she was writhing on the floor, humping a pillow obscenely.

Automatically, as whenever she rarely really got into a masturbation session, Tammy moved her right hand up to her clitoris, and molested her tits with her left hand. She used three fingers and began rubbing them all over her pussy lips. Her knees buckled as the pleasure overwhelmed her. She began to breathe harder and faster, losing control of her gasping. The gasps soon turned to moans and obscene words as Tammy licked her lips and shut her eyes as she rubbed herself even faster.

Her clitoris was tingling and burning with pleasure. She could feel something rising from inside her depths, rising and swelling until it reached a point of no return. Tammy switched to hard, fast up and down motions, rubbing and probing her hot clitoris with no shame."Yes! Yes! Oh God! Yes!" she gasped under her breath.

Tammy's orgasm finally came with a fast numb pulsation of her clitoris, spreading to her vagina and her anus. Her body fatigued, leaving her sprawling on the pillows on floor. Tammy was in heaven as she came, her muscles tightening in quick spasms. She just lay there, convulsing with pleasure as her cunt and asshole contracted in violent jerks. When the orgasmic spasms went away, Tammy remained down on her soft white bearskin rug, breathing ever so slowly, coming back to her sanity.

Until she was too worn out, Tammy exercised and masturbated again and again in her tights, fantasizing about the reaction in gym class, and even imagined having an orgasm during the middle of a heavy workout. She fell asleep on the floor, waking up in the morning, and realized that she was soaked in sweat. After a shower, she left for work, grabbing her gymbag. She didn't want to think about what she did until she arrived at the gym that evening.

After work, Tammy's excitement began. She ran from her apartment to the gym, and arrived in a sweat. She changed into her outfit, black Nike tights and a matching tank top, then ran into the gym, where she suddenly sat down on a bench to regain her sanity. Better act normal, and she did, heading for the warmups.

Krissy, the aerobics instructor, was delayed, so her assistant, Mark Assef, took her place that evening. Mark was dark and mysterious, extremely attractive, yet was single. Some thought he was either too good for the ladies, or that he was gay. Tammy took notice of him when he came in wearing a green singlet and dark blue HIND tights. So did most of the other girls in the class, although mostly below his waist. Over the period of the warmu, he acheived a terrific erection that looked like he had a big pickle or a sausage down his tights:) Mark kept on looking at Tammy, who felt dreamy. Already, a wet feeling came over her crotch.

As the warmups ended, the girls went out to the equipment room, sighing. Cassie Doucette, a short-haired, wide eyed blonde who was a long time member of the club, sat on a workout bench nearby. As she lifted weights, she looked at Tammy, who was on an exercise bike, then called Mark over. "Look at her...think she has it?"

Mark stared. "Keep an eye on her."

Cassie went over to a trampoline and bounced as Tammy, who sensed she was being watched used a rowing machine. The two never let on of each other looking at one another, yet they found each other attractive.

It was a good thing that Tammy had worn black tights and built up quite a sweat, as her wet pussy left a spot on her crotch that would have stuck out like a sore thumb. She almost came a couple of times that session, during heavy workouts.

As Tammy headed to th elocker room, her nipples grew stiff knowing she had worked out without having an orgasm. Cassie looked at them and gasped, causing hers to turn rock hard instantly.

"I want to taste you!" Whispered Cassie. Tammy panicked and reported the incident to Mark, who told her Cassie was his freind.

"She's just moody and weird sometimes, but don't worry..you look like you are looking for more exercise...why don't you come with me and her to my private apartment studio? We will get down and have fun."

Shivering, Tammy agreed, and silently sat on a bench with Cassie, waiting for everyone else to exit the room. Finally, Mark came out of the office wearing his blue tights and a leather jacket. He looked like a rock superstar, so the girls decided they would act like a couple of groupies, walking down the street, with Mark in the centre. He hailed a cab, driven by a foreigner who could hardly believe his eyes.

During the ride to the apartment studio in the cab, an orgy almost happened. Tammy French-kissed and molested Mark and Cassie, and put her hand between another woman's legs for the first time in her life. The driver gasped, and almost lost control of the cab. The trio went still, and kept their hands and lips off of one another until arriving at the loft where Mark lived. In the elevator, Tammy asked if Mark had any neighbours.

"The only other neighbour is on the ground floor, and he is away for the weekend. I am the only person in the building."

Tammy got excited, feeling that they could be as wild and loud as they wanted without any interruption. Mark entered the loft and turned on the lights. The loft was huge, with a workout area at one end, and a motorcycle on the other end. Behind a white curtain was Mark's living area.

"I'll put the music on...why don't you make yourself comfortable?.." Asked Mark, who went behind the curtain.

Cassie took Tammy by the arm and led her over to the workout area.

"Listen, in case you are nervous, we won't hurt you....you wouldn't have been brought over here if you didn't look attractive to Mark."

"I'm not nervous!...you mean he isn't gay?"

"No...he wants to prove his manlyness to you...you will enjoy yourself. Trust me."

"Cassie, are you gay? You were looking at me."

"No."

Before Tammy could press Cassie further, the music came on over the sound system. It was an erotic sounding jungle beat, one which made Tammy relaxed, yet excited and ready for a sexual experience. Mark came out from behind the curtain and lay beside Tammy. He began to feel up her body.

"You know, you have really improved your physique during your time in my class - you know that?"

Tammy nodded, shaking. Her black top became soaked with a nervous sweat. When Mark tickled her navel, a shock wave went through her body, and she fell back into Cassie's lap. Cassie giggled, and lifted her head to see Mark, who got up and stood in front of the two girls.

"Keep looking at Mark...he has something for you."

Mark slowly undid his waistband, then slowly pulled down his tights to show his guests his iron hard cock. The two girls gasped at it.

Wondering if she was dreaming, Tammy decided to act out her wildest fantasies.

"Look at that stud" Murmured Cassie. "Look at his great body, those muscles...those legs..that GASP...beautiful cock!"

"Aiee! He's sooo beautiful! I loove his manhood!"

"Wouldn't you just love to SUCK IT!"

Tammy jumped out of Cassie's reach, sank to her knees and put it in her mouth. Mark didn't shove it into her, and the two of them were grateful for it. Tammy had never sucked a cock as big as Mark's...the sheer size of it satisfied her oral desires.

"Ohhhh ahhhh, Y-EAH! I am s-so happy I f-f-found you!" Gasped Mark with pleasure.

Cassie finally confessed she was lesbian, but not gay, and slid her hands down Tammy's tights, feeling her soggy pussy. Tammy removed her tights and threw them at Cassie, who picked them up and began to sniff the wet crotch.

Tammy wanted to bring Mark to orgasm, but he had two ladies to satisfy abd couldn't be too generous with his load. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and began to tickle his loins, running her fingers through is pubic hair before feeling up his well muscled chest through his neon green spandex top, his nipples poking through the material. Cassie saw what was going on, and decided to join in on the petting. Tammy yelped as Cassie's finger zoomed deep into her asshole, and was wiggled deeply before giving a finger fucking. Tammy collpased on to a blue gym mat, where she remained frozen, stunned from the unexpected intrusion into her back door. Mark yelled out "I need pussy now!" Just as Cassie withdrew and rolled on to her back in front of a mirrored wall.

So did Tammy. Cassie's legs were spread perfectly. Tammy removed Cassie's bike shorts, and Cassie grabbed the ankle bar on the mirrored wall with both hands and allowed Tammy to devour her. At the same time, Mark began to penetrate Tammy's pussy from behind to the same music that Tammy played when she had her first orgasm wearing spandex the previous night. Tammy lost all her senses and went crazy in her pumping and licking. Soon, the three had their orgasms all at once, and they all piled on top of each other during the climax, their sounds of pleasure were barely drowned out by the music.

The exhausted trio collapsed to the wooden floor, and panted for a while, before they broke their post-orgasmic embrace and rolled away from one another. All three had hard nipples, which stuck through their tops like marbles.

Mark broke the silence. "Anyone want something to eat?" The girls giggled, their appetite satisfied from tasting everyone else.

Later that night, in her bed, a happy Tammy thought to herself, "If you wanna get laid, ignore fashion and wear spandex!"