THE WORKOUT
(by Carrie A.)
Terry was working hard on the stationery bike, knees pumping
like a machine. Her breathing was heavy but regular and
sweat ran down her cheeks. She loved doing this three times
per week. It seemed to give her
even more energy after her shower. She glanced at the row
of stair masters and her gaze stopped at #3. A slender
brunette had her hands behind her back like an accomplished
ice skater and was racing up the imaginary stairs. The girl
was about Terry's age which is to say mid 20's and
was
sweating like Terry also. There was a dark stain down the
center of her brief top in back and another down her tights
that outlined the crevice that divided her shapely rear
cheeks. But what made Terry's breath catch was the
play of lights on the damp, coffee-au-lait skin and the
compact
muscles that rippled under the skin making the reflective
display.
Suddenly her throat was dry and she was surprised to realize
she wanted to lick the damp skin. Geez, it had been seven
years since she had been with a girl in her freshman year
of college. She had married since then and
thought that experiment was behind her.
She wasn't aware she was staring until the dark headed
girl looked up in the mirror and saw her. The glowing face
lit up in a big, friendly smile that Terry had to return.
The girl rolled her eyes in mock pain and
let her tongue dangle.
Terry shook her head in sympathetic
agreement and forced herself to look up at the tv screen
presenting some daytime talk farce. Out of the corner of
her eye she saw the darker woman looking at
her. She straightened her back (which thrust her 34C's
out to their best
advantage) and stepped up the tempo to show she was capable
of doing it.
She saw her own reflection in the mirror and noted her nipples
were
outlined by her tight top. They often got hard when her heart
was pumping
good but somehow she felt it was more than that this time.
She was a
willowy blonde with pale gray eyes. Men had mentioned that
her narrow
waist was more like a high school girl than a married woman.
For the next 10 minutes she labored while sneaking peeks
at the
brunette. As often as not she would find the brunette looking
at her too.
She began her slowdowns and was able to relax more.... She
wiped her face
with the hand towel she carried and lifted her hair in back
to dab at her
neck. The brunette lifted her hair too and let the breeze
from the ceiling
fan cool her. Terry was startled to see the brunette didn't
shave her
underarms. The tuft of dark wet underarm hair intrigued
rather than
repelled her. As if reading her thoughts the other girl
wiped her underarm
with her hand.... Then the other side.
Terry swallowed
hard then
reluctantly slowed her bike to a stop. She got off and touched
her toes
twice to stretch her muscles. While holding the stretch
she realized she
was presenting her back to the other girl. Was it an accident
she was
showing the girl what her fanny looked like in the taut shorts?
God, what
was coming over her to be acting and thinking this way? She
hurried to the
locker room.
She pulled off her wet workout clothes and stuffed them
in the
bottom of her locker. When she put her sweaty panties in
there she
wondered how much of the dampness in the crotch was sweat
and how much was
caused by the girl on the stair master. Oh well, ships that
pass in the
night she mused and wrapped a towel around her middle and
headed for the
showers. She adjusted the water and stood under the hard
stream. It beat
down on her and her body began to feel alive and buoyant again.
She soaped
her body and seemed to be particularly concerned that her
pubic area was
clean for she kept rubbing it over and over. Lost in the feelings,
she was
only vaguely aware the shower in the next cubicle had started
until the
voice of THE girl spoke to her: Feels good, huh? I
always go home and
jump in my Jacuzzi but I have to shower first to get the sweat
off first.
Do you like to relax in a Jacuzzi?
I .
. uh ... I don't have a Jacuzzi she
managed to get out. So
I've only been in one or two. Her hand had stopped
it's sensuous stroking
and was cupping her mound when the door to her shower opened
and the
brunette stuck her head in. By the way, I'm Trina.
I'd offer my hand but
I see yours is busy she giggled as she pointedly looked
down at the hand
between Terry's thighs. If you are free the
rest of the day why don't you
come to my house and try my Jacuzzi out?
Terry gathered her wits and, to show she was not intimidated,
deliberately rubbed her mound one more slow time before
she answered. I'd
love to do that. My name is Terry. Shall I follow you in my
car? Trina
nodded agreement and the two hurriedly finished their
showers, dried and
dressed. They kept up a running dialogue of innocuous conversation
that
neither would be able to recall later then hurried out to
their cars.
Trina pulled out of the parking lot and Terry followed closely.
No way was
she going to let this girl get too far ahead of her. After
a few minutes
drive they pulled into the driveway of this large house
with high hedges
shielding the back. Trina hopped out and waved at Terry
to come on as she
entered the side door.
Terry followed her through the large dining room, library
and
solarium before Trina opened some sliding doors to reveal
an outdoor
Jacuzzi.
It was in a corner of the yard and shielded on two
sides by the
high hedges and a third by a large oleander bush. The fourth
side faced
away from the house so for all practical purposes the bower
was secluded.
Trina hurried toward it undressing as she went. Her tee
and bra just made
it to the bench seat by the pool. She stopped long enough
to slip her
shorts and panties down together ... then turned to look
at Terry. Well?
Gonna get nekkid with me?
All the feelings that had plagued Terry when she looked
at Trina on
the stair master returned in triplicate when she saw her
in the nude. Her
slender waist flared into womanly hips and then tapered
to long shapely
thighs. A thin band of lighter skin marked her bikini bra
and panty
pattern. Her bush was trimmed on the sides to a narrow arrow
head pointing
down between her legs. It was lush and thick with a tangle
of curls
partially covering the thick, darker lips of her vagina.
She posed
provocatively and waited for Terry to disrobe. Do
you like what you see?
She teased.
Terry could only nod .. not trusting her voice. She whipped
her
pullover off her head and fumbled with the bra fastener.
As the bra
fluttered to the ground she slid her shorts and panties
down her legs and
off. She stood as Trina did .
.. posing for affect. Her shoulder
length
blonde hair curled around her head. Her breasts thrust
out proudly with
the tingling nipples jutting out. Her flat stomach gave
way to a delta of
soft blonde curls that highlighted rather than concealed
the pink wet lips
of her labia. Yeah, I DO like what I see she
countered. Do YOU?
Trina laughed and took her hand. You'd better
believe it, honey.
She whispered as she led Terry to the tub. She went down the
steps first
then turned to assist Terry and steering her to one side.
She carefully
positioned her and Terry soon realized why ... a strong
stream of water was
being ejected from one of the spouts ..and it was the right
height to
strike her right in the crevice of her fanny. She twisted
slightly to let
it play over her body getting a thrill as it passed over the
tight little
rear orifice.
Trina told her to put one foot on the ledge then turned her
slightly. Oh my god Terry mumbled as the jet
struck her between the
legs. Driving a stream of water into her tunnel. Her knees
almost gave
way and she grabbed the side of the pool. Trina moved close
to catch her
... her arms going around Terry and their wet bodies touching.
Terry was
reminded of her dreams in the gym and moaned as she leaned
into Trina. The
new angle sent the stream of water over her clit and she was
instantly
ready to cum.
Trina pulled her close and Terry's arms
went around her new
friend. Trina pressed close and first their lips then their
mounds met.
As they swayed in ecstasy the jet of water sprayed between
their legs
...it's force alternately hitting each of their heated
pussies. Terry
groaned in Trina's mouth as her orgasm wracked her
body. Her obvious
pleasure was enough to push Trina over the edge and she joined
her. The
two girls writhing and grasping frantically as their bodies
soared to
heaven and swooped back.
They clung to each other as their bodies convulsed through
the
shuddering orgasm. Lips moving wildly together ... nibbling,
sucking,
biting. Tongues playing first in one mouth then the other.
Terry groaned
loudly as a final wave washed over her. Trina was gasping
for breath too.
They sagged together while their hearts slowed to normal
and breathing was
no longer a painful activity.
Trina urged Terry back against the side of the pool. Slipping
her
hands under the cheeks of your rounded posterior to help
her sit on the
tiled edge. The ledge was only a few inches above the water.
Trina sank
in the pool to her neck and moved between the blonde girl's
legs. Terry
saw her coming and her stomach tightened anew when she realized
her
friend's intention.
She spread her thighs as Trina
moved between them.
She moaned as she felt Trina's warm breath on her swollen
lips. When a
soft, searching tongue tip traced the elliptical shape
of her pussy lips
she closed her eyes and lay back on the tile. Her legs lifted
to go over
Trina's shoulders. Her heels pressed into Trina's
back to urge on onward.
Trina looked at Terry's pussy ... the soft blonde
curls now darker
with wetness framed the pink, swollen lips... the spread
legs opened them
so that the more flushed, velvet inner folds were partially
exposed. She
kissed the top meeting of the lips ... then kissed again
below that. She
had to kiss first one side then the other after they parted.
Soft,
lingering kisses. Adoring caresses. She sucked softly
on the thickened
lips ... pulling them with her lips and suction until the
lovely pussy was
misshapen ..then letting it fall back into place. Terry's
arm was across
her eyes and her head was rolling from side to side as she
moaned in
appreciation.
The knowing lips found the throbbing little bud and closed
over it.
Pushing back the hood and holding it in a warm wet grip. Inside
Trina's
mouth the flat of her tongue rubbed over Terry's clit
slowly. Pressing
across the nerve endings clustered there. She sucked carefully,
pulling it
deeply into her mouth, lifting the skin around it .
. then
letting it fall
back .. then lifting it again. A finger slipped into Terry's
tunnel
.... Testing it ... finding it ready. The finger was joined
by another
then another. Three fingers moved in and out of Terry's
pussy ... fucking
her slowly in rhythm with the suction on the swollen clitoris.
Terry's legs tightened on the sides of Trina's
head. Her thighs
thrust to meet each sucking pull on her button ... and each
thrust into her
depths by the fingers. Trina let the hips count the cadence
and soon the
girls were moving faster and faster. The blonde was hissing
thru clenched
teeth as her hips bucked and thrust. Trina's other
hand was between her
own legs thrusting and pressing up into her pussy. The water
sloshing in
and out with her hand movements added a bonus that was driving
her higher
and higher.
Fingers clutched, tangled and pulled Trina's hair
as Terry exploded
into her mouth. She screamed her ecstasy into the air as
her inner muscles
contracted on Trina's fingers. Her body jerked and
convulsed totally out
of control. Her appreciation and the sharp pain from her
pulled hair
flipped Trina into the orgasmic mode too. She screamed
into Terry's pussy
and the vibrations sent shock waves through the blonde's
body from head to
toe. Trina glued her mouth to the sopping pussy and drank
nectar to her
heart's content.
And Terry was only to happy to supply
her with discharge
after discharge as they both had another series of orgasms.
Trina crawled up beside her friend's exhausted and
prone body and
collapsed with her head on Terry's shoulder. She snuggled
close and
whispered I've got a friend that would dearly
love to meet some one as
orgasmic as you are. I think you will like her too.
Terry could only
smile encouragingly and nod. This would seem to be the beginning
of a new
chapter in her life. A chapter she was looking forward to
with some real
interest. She had known Trina for less than three hours
and had lost count
of her orgasms after the sixth one. She could handle this.
Oh yeah, she
could really handle this.