Lesbian Work-out
Redhead, Lesbians, Girl-on-girl, College Girls lesbian sex story
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The moment Marcy walked into the gym, the black girl hit her like a bullet between the eyes. Though there were at least a dozen other people working out, the twenty year old blonde saw only the athletic figure in metallic silver leotard that could have been spray painted to her long legged, perfectly honed body. Her braided hair reminded Marcy of a younger Williams, though the goddess was closer to thirty. Marcy adored strong, muscular women, especially those of the dark skinned variety. A visit to the gym was always guaranteed to stir her pussy juices, but this hot piece of ass was in a league of her own.
The young blonde waited patiently, scarcely taking her eyes off her prey as she waited for the perfect moment to move in for the kill. Of course, the black woman might not be a lesbian. Even if she was, there was no guarantee she would respond favorably to an advance. But Marcy did not care that she might make a fool of herself. She was beautiful, she was confident and she was hot. If there was an ounce of dyke in the other woman, she would surely find her irresistible.
The black woman dismounted from the exercise bike and Marcy stepped up to take her place. She reached for her towel, but the blonde raised a restraining hand.
"Don't wipe the seat. I'll sit in your sweat, if that's okay."
The black beauty shrugged. "If that's your thing, be my guest."
Marcy wasted no further time, before climbing aboard. The seat was damp with the other woman's perspiration and she felt it soak through her leotard. Had there been nobody else around, she would not have hesitated to lick the shiny black leather clean.
They did not speak to each other again, but the looks that were frequently exchanged said all that was needed to be said. At the end of her workout, almost an hour later, the black girl threw a final smile in Marcy's direction, then headed for the changing rooms, towel slung over her shoulder, gym honed buttocks swaying sensually.
Marcy waited for what she judged to be a discreet interval, before following. The scent of cunt was in her nostrils and she was already damp with more than just sweat.
When she entered the changing room, she knew this was her lucky day. There was nobody else around. She could hear the splashing of water from the shower area. She had hoped the other woman would wait, so that she could have licked the sweat from her, but she would still find plenty to do with her tongue. It took her about thirty seconds to strip and a further ten to reach the showers.
The black girl stood beneath the water jets, her ebony skin lathered with soapsuds. Marcy stood still for what might have been several minutes, drinking in every detail of her spectacular body. The area between her firm muscled thighs was shaven as smooth as her armpits. Her breasts were round and firm, the dark nipples swollen to the shape and size of bullets. She wasn't masturbating, but her hands were everywhere Marcy wished hers were roaming.
"You gonna stand there all day, girl?" she finally demanded.
Marcy moved like her ass had just been slapped. The goddess handed her the soap bar, then turned around.
"My god, you're beautiful!" Marcy gasped.
"And you're wasting time," came the curt response.
Starting with her shoulders, the young blonde soaped the dusky beauty with both hands. Her skin was like silk beneath her fingertips. They both knew they could be caught at any moment, but the danger added a potent spike to their encounter. For her part, Marcy didn't give a damn. She would happily go down on this sweet slut in the center of Main Street, if that was what it took to get a taste of her.
Her hands reached the slope of her ass. She soaped her firm round cheeks, then dropped the soap and embraced the black girl from behind, hands cupping her breasts. Her nipples were rock hard against her palms. Marcy moaned softly as she rubbed the mound of her pussy against her soapy, slippery ass.
She began cruising her hands slowly downwards over her sleek, wet body, but this was not the time or place for foreplay. The black girl seized her right wrist and thrust her hand between her thighs. No further guidance was necessary. Marcy squeezed the mound of her smooth, slippery pussy, then eased two fingers into the slick hole.
"oh baby.................... ohhhhhhhhhh................. ohhhhhhhhhh!" the black girl moaned, grinding her ass against Marcy's pussy.
The blonde rammed her fingers deeper, fucking her to the bottom knuckle. The black girl reached back and gripped her thighs, drawing her even more tightly against her. Marcy's free hand was feverishly groping her breasts, pinching her nipples between thumb and forefinger. Even above the splashing of the water, the sounds of their passion were audible throughout the changing room.
"Wow..... yeah................. harder!" the black girl grunted.
Marcy silenced her with a kiss, ramming her tongue down her throat as forcefully as she stuffed a third finger into her wet pussy.
Steam rose from the two female bodies intertwined beneath the gushing water. Marcy finger fucked her companion to a climax that shook her body like a mini earth tremor. She wanted to lick her fingers afterwards, but most of the juices were washed away before they reached her mouth.
The black girl turned around and dropped to her knees.
"Get on my shoulders," she panted.
Marcy obediently swung both legs over her shoulders and wrapped them around her neck. As the black girl raised herself upright again, the muscles in her gleaming thighs bulging, Marcy leaned back, her head against the tiles. By the time the ebony skinned dyke was fully standing, her tongue was already buried in Marcy's hot, sweet slit.
The slut sure knew how to eat pussy. Her deep-fucking tongue lashed Marcy's clitoris and the blonde responded with loud cries of ecstasy, not caring who might overhear. Her hands were on her breasts, feverishly rubbing and squeezing. She climaxed twice, before the black girl lowered her to the floor again.
"I didn't even get your name," Marcy giggled, as they resumed showering together.
"Morgan," the dusky goddess replied. "Damn, you taste fucking good, uh.........."
"Marcy. You taste as good as you look, Morgan. You still hungry?"
"Sure. What you got in mind?"
"Come back to my place and I'll show you."
The black girl kissed her again, then smiled. "We're gonna have one hell of a workout together, girl!"
THE END of "Lesbian Work-out" STORY
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