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.