Date: Wed, 9 Jan 2002 21:18:09 EST
From: Cancer33SS@aol.com
Subject: " A Personal Workout"         lesbian beginnings

After a stressful day at work, I decided to swing by the local gym for a
workout. Considering the time of day, there were only a handful of people
with the same idea. I noticed her instantly on the treadmill. After dressing
out, I sat down on the soft, gray carpet and began stretching. Her back was
facing me. She watched herself attentively on the wall mirrors. Her ass
bounced in a hypnotic motion, as she ran at a steady pace.

Every muscle in her toned, tanned legs flexed as she gained momentum. I tried
not to stare, but my eyes were drawn to her in a trance like glare. We made
eye contact for a split second in the mirrors reflection. I shyly looked away
not wanting to draw attention. When I mustered up the inner courage to look
back at her, she was smiling at me.

She had such a beautiful, enormous smile. It captured me. Her hair danced
around her face. She wiped sweat away with her wrist. I peered at her
randomly as she moved from station to station. She pushed herself with such
precision. I knew then she enjoyed her workouts as much as me. She seemed to
make the exercises that I struggled with seem so easy.

My mind drifted off. I thought to myself how it might be to rub her body down
with oil...slide my own oiled body on top of hers. It crossed my mind that
the feeling might be mutual when she positioned herself on the crunch machine
directly across from me. Never taking her eyes off of me, she spread her legs
open to me to reveal that she was wearing no panties. I almost dropped the
barbell that I was doing curls with. She looked in the other direction as if
she wasn't aware of my view.

I wondered if she could read the hunger in my eyes. I still pretended to be
focused on my lifts. She looked away as she went into movement with the
equipment. "Oh great...another tease" I whispered under my breath. She
finished her reps and sashayed past the lifecycle that I was now spinning
madly on. "Nice smile" she spoke out in a low, soft, seductive voice. I tried
to speak, but no words would form.

She walked on across the room to the free weights. I had endured all that I
could stand. The mass of butterflies fluttered uninhibited in the pit of my
tired abdomen. I had lost all focus on my intentions of coming that day, so I
headed to the showers. I undressed and turned on the water. I stepped into
the hot steam to cleanse away the sweat. The small remainder of the days
worries would surely be flushed out with a bone warming shower.

I took the soap from my duffle bag on the bench, and began to lather my body.
I heard a crinkle in the plastic curtain behind me. I turned quickly to see
what was happening, and there she stood! Completely naked, she just stood
staring at me. She was more toned and defined that I had guessed she might
be. " Not bad" she spoke out with a grin. She looked me up and down with no
reservations at all. I was in a complete state of shock.

The shock turned into anxious need as she parted her full lips and said
"friends shouldn't let friends shower alone." She stepped into the shower
beside me and pulled the curtain closed. She looked deep into my eyes. A look
so deep, that I felt like she was inspecting my soul. She took the soap from
my hands, rubbed it hard in her fragile grasp until the bubbles overflowed.

She proceeded by rubbing her hot hands on my neck, down my chest, and then
onto my breasts. I could feel my nipples tighten as she kneaded each one in
between her slippery fingers. Our kiss was hot and connected. Her tongue
slipped out long and hard against mine. Feeling more comfortable, I took the
soap back from her and lathered every inch of her body. Her skin was bronze.
Very soft. The water beaded as the soap ran down the length of her flawless
legs.

I could feel the ripples of her muscles as my fingers slid all over. I knew
exactly where this was leading. I wasn't about to lay down any speed bumps.
My right hand eased up her inner thigh, then brushed against her shower
drenched crotch. "I want you" she moaned out. "Please take me." I looked deep
into her blue eyes. How could I refuse?

The soap rinsed away as we twirled around in each others arms. I pulled her
hard against me. Our wet nipples teased against each other. I eased her down
into a sitting postion on the bench beside my bag. Her legs were spread wide
apart for me. She slid her ass to the edge of the seat. I paused for a brief
moment to admire her position. Her labia curved and spread at just the right
points allowing me to look inside at the white liquid forming in her crevice.
Her clit stood erect, and her swollen lips creased a path underneath.

Her contour was perfect. She had a thin line shaved...leading a trail right
to my playground. I lowered down on my knees to the tile. The steam rolled
around us giving us the whole dreamlike effect. No dream had ever been this
good. My tongue slid up her thigh. I licked and nibbled gently where her hip
and thigh came together. Biting and pulling her flesh in the erotic grips of
my teeth. Her body trembled at my touch.

She lifted her a leg up over my shoulder giving me complete access. I circled
my tongue around her clit. She eased back further against the wall. She
tasted scrumptious. I buried my mouth deep inside of her wanting to inspect
every fold. I tongued her to the brink of climax. I looked up at her above
me. Her eyes seemed to beg for completion. I pounded my tongue back inside of
her causing her to scream out. "Oh God." I felt her pussy quiver against my
tongue as a wave of orgasm passed through her.

I paused momentarily. I could tell that she hadn't made love in a while. She
needed to work her past frustrations out slowly. The first was to be the
first of many. Reaching into my bag, I fumbled around for my toy. "Just in
case of emergencies" I joked. "I need to come again for you" she practically
begged. Her voice was saturated with desire. I stood and stepped in to the
harness of the strap on. She watched with intense hunger.

I squatted again beneath her. She pulled her legs up on me once more. She
lowered herself slowly inch by inch, until she was filled completely. I had a
perfect view as she opened up to gain full entry. The penetration caused her
eyes to shut in satisfaction. I moved slowly to allow her to adjust to my
tool. I quickened the pace as I felt her relax. I pushed in and out faster
until we were fucking like wild beasts. I could feel the resistance change as
she tightened and the released her vaginal muscles around my staff. Her
breasts slapped against my face.

Her precision movement reminded me of the way she had looked earlier on the
machines. I pounded hard against her spot make her legs push down hard on my
shoulders. With each plunge she gasped deep for air. I fucked her deep and
direct. She pumped hard against me until she couldn't hold back any longer. I
pulled back so I could see her cum ooze out  from around my staff. She
gyrated for several minutes and then slumped her entire weight on me.

After a little composure, we both stood to kiss again. She knew that I was
throbbing from fucking her...watching her buck against me...listening to her
moans. I stepped out of the strap on and she grabbed it away with authority.
" Face the wall" she commanded. Her words made me ache even more than I
initially ached. I put my hands on the wall and spread my legs. I cocked my
ass up and laid my face against the cold tiles. My pussy was on fire and
needed relief quickly.

She guided around...directing the tip into it's destination. With one plunge
she was deep inside. I moaned out. "You like to be fucked with a toy that is
covered in my juice?" she teased. I felt my knees weaken as she pulled out
and thrusted back deep inside. I moved around and braced myself on the bench.
She pulled out and then slammed back in. I was in pure ecstasy. My hands were
white knuckled on the edge of the seat. I felt her hand come down hard on my
ass. The sting sank in just in time for her to slip her toy deep inside
again.

Like a piston she moved against me. Her thighs slapping hard against the red
hand print on my ass. Faster and faster, she made every stroke count. She
reached her hand around putting her index finger on my hard clit, the other
on my hip. She worked me like a professional.

I tossed my head back and moaned out as she ripples of orgasms captured my
body. She removed the strap on as I slowly stood. My legs trembling from our
workout. We moved silently back into the water. We held each other close for
about a half hour before we decided that it was time to leave. I towel dried
us both, and then we dressed. "Same time tomorrow?" she asked. " I wouldn't
miss it for the world" I answered. We have met several times over the months
now. You would be amazed at how low my stress level has dropped.

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