Chapter 4
Karen arrived at the gym early in the day to give herself plenty of time for shopping. The locker room was deserted as she changed, and the entire place was less populated than usual. She had her choice of exercise equipment once she finished her stretching routine, and climbed on an exercise bike to begin her workout.
As she moved from one piece of equipment to the next, only mildly working the various parts of her body, she decided today would be a good day for a massage. On a typical afternoon, she was always far down on the list, but there shouldn't be a problem with so few people. And she was right. Someone named Denise could take her almost any time she was ready.
Karen penciled in her name on the massage list and headed for the whirlpool. She stripped down and had it to herself, the bubbles tickling her pussy and making her flesh tingle. She played in the churning water, watcher her tits dip below the turbulent surface and rise again, water cascading over the smooth contours of her shapely breasts. But the swirling action stimulated her body and made her horny.
She left the whirlpool to take a quick shower before her massage. There was another woman standing beneath a steaming stream when Karen walked in. She seemed not to notice Karen's arrival, her hands soaping her strong-muscled body, her skin richly tanned. Her head was tilted back and the soap was aggressively working in the woman's crotch.
Karen cleared her throat to let the woman know she was no longer alone, but she didn't appear to care. Karen watched as the woman continued to play with her pussy in unashamed self-love.
The water splashed over the woman's small breasts as the soap raced back and forth between her firm and parted thighs. Her black bush was flecked with white bubbles, but the flowing shower quickly rinsed them away. Washing her cooze was clearly not the purpose of the stroking soap.
Karen turned on a shower opposite the woman so she could watch her erotic display. But the sound of the second shower drew the woman's attention, and she turned around, rinsed off, and left. The sensual power of the woman's performance had sparked a fire in Karen's cunt, and she found herself mimicking the woman's manipulations.
Working her snatch with the slippery soap, her clit hardened and her depths sumptuously heated. But another woman came in, and Karen wasn't enough of an exhibitionist to continue pleasing her pussy in front of a stranger. She soaped, rinsed, and left the shower room with unrequited lust smoldering in her twat. She dried off and wrapped the large towel around her body as she went for her massage.
She stopped short when she walked through the open door with Denise's name next to it. It was the woman from the shower room, her body now covered by a hugging, French-cut leotard. And Denise recognized Karen, too, though she didn't acknowledge it with more than a sudden lowering of her eyes.
"Are you Denise?" Karen asked.
"Yeah. And you're Karen Christopher?"
"That's me."
"Come on in. What would you like today?" Denise asked, standing next to a cart of oils and lotions, motioning Karen to a padded table.
"Full body, and please use an unscented oil," Karen responded, moving next to the table.
Denise closed the door as Karen removed the towel and laid her naked body face-down on the table. She felt oddly tense and decidedly horny. Her pussy was still warm from its brief encounter with the hard bar of soap, and she wondered if
Denise was horny, too, since Karen had interrupted her watery masturbation.
Karen's body jerked when Denise's hands touched her shoulders.
"Sorry, didn't mean to startle you. Try to relax. I promise this won't hurt."
"I know. Guess I'm just a little jumpy." Karen knew it was more than that. She was sexually turned on, with no man in sight.
Karen was surprised by Denise's gentle touch, considering the obvious power available to her overdeveloped muscles. Her hands tenderly caressed the knotted muscles of her neck, then glided over her shoulders and off as if to draw the tension out and away from her body. Karen relaxed beneath the expert fingers molding and kneading the muscles of her back.
When Denise moved down the table to massage her legs, Karen spread them wide to give her hands full access to her smooth skin. With her thighs apart, Karen knew she was shooting a beaver, but the thought was more arousing than embarrassing. Her pussy twitched and her bare buns tightened each time Denise's fingers came close to her twat, only to scurry away without touching so much as one hair on her heated cooze.
The longer Denise worked on her legs, the greater the yearning in her visible slit. But the yearning was never as strong as when Denise placed her warm hands on Karen's soft ass. Her fingers rippled over her naked butt, and the gentle stimulation electrified her snatch. It took extreme control to keep from moaning her pleasure. Yet again, Denise's fingers came tantalizingly close to her craving cunt, but never grazed her gash.
Karen was reluctant to turn over when it was time. She regretted having asked for a full body massage, the state of her arousal impossible to hide once Denise got a look at her hardened nipples. And Karen couldn't think of any way to soften them.
She hesitated as long as she could, but her nipples were firm peaks when she rolled onto her back. At least, the curly bush blanketing her mound would conceal the fact that her clit was as stiff as her nipples.
Denise outwardly ignored her client's obvious excitement, but Karen knew Denise was turned on as well. The leotard may have flattened the woman's breasts somewhat, but it couldn't flatten her standing peaks. Her nipples poked into the stretching fabric, the twin projectiles on her tits tempting Karen's mouth.
It wasn't often that Karen wanted to taste the pleasures of another woman's body, but Denise possessed a rather manly figure, which made her even more desirable. Her unmistakable hours and hours of training had turned her into a slender woman, muscles strong and sinewy, her tits more like a man's pecs, but there was no denying she was woman where it counted.
Karen closed her eyes as Denise began to work her body. Her hands, oiled and slippery, floated over Karen's torso and inflated her lust. Her nipples ached in their firmness, and Karen couldn't suppress her sighs as Denise gently fondled her breasts. Her fingers squeezed and reshaped her tits, tenderly kneading the soft tissues of her smoldering mounds. Even when Denise had moved off her tingling tits, Karen couldn't stop moaning. Her body had drifted into sexual desires that demanded immediate attention.
With Denise's hands soothingly caressing her stomach, Karen slowly, sexily pumped her hips. She clasped her tits and massaged them herself in an attempt to send a strong and very clear message to the woman with the magic hands. Her pussy was hot and pounding and Karen was going to cum if she had to finger her cunt herself.
"Lower. Please," Karen begged. "Forget my legs. Please, play with my pussy!"
Denise slid one hand between Karen's parted thighs to cup her hairy mound. She pressed down, her fingers tickling low in her crotch.
"Anything to please a customer," she said softly, extracting her hand.
Karen watched the leotard peel away from Denise's body, exposing her small breasts, her flat and extremely muscled stomach, then the slightly-haired gash between her thighs. Her pussy's bush had been trimmed to nearly nothing, a narrow band of hair that wouldn't escape a tiny posing strap. The vertical stripe accentuated the lips of her cunt, and Karen wanted her snatch all the more.
Stripped and ready for sex, Denise joined Karen on the table. Her knees flanked Karen's head, her fingers instantly pushing into Karen's slit to open her cunt. And Karen did very much the same.
Her hands glided along Denise's hard-muscled thighs to get at the woman's pussy. She dove into the cunt above her face, pulling, spreading firm lips to uncover the coral treasures of her crotch. Her fingers fully opened her gash and Denise lowered her hips.
Karen's head raised at the same time Denise's mouth made contact with her craving cunt. She moaned into the hot box above her and sent her tongue out to taste the wonders of feminine sex. Slowly licking her open gash, she found a stiff clit awaiting her mouth. She closed around the tiny prong and sucked it between her lips, stroking its hard surface with her tongue. Denise rocked above her as she played with the woman's love bud.
Denise was tonguing the full length of Karen's horny slit, her fingers tugging on the soft petals of her pussy as she worked her mouth from hard clit to puckered asshole. She applied firm pressure to the delicately moistened tissues of her snatch, then began to flick along her heated flesh. Karen squirmed beneath the arousing action in her cooze, yearning to be penetrated.
To let Denise know what she wanted, she sent her tongue driving into Denise's cunthole. She poked into her interior as far as she could get, then wiggled to stimulate the juices of her small compartment.
Denise got the idea. She circled her lips around Karen's entrance and stabbed inside. Her tongue flicked within the gripping ring of Karen's cunt, and Karen's hips began pumping again. She wanted to be fucked in the worst way, rather, the best way, and tightened the muscles of her ass to add power to her bucking hips.
Denise stayed with her, her tongue lodged in Karen's pussy, her fingers digging into her stretched cunt lips. And when she began to thrust her tongue, Karen had to pull out of Denise's twat to pant her pleasure. But her fingers kept working. She batted Denise's throbbing clit and circled her hole to keep her as excited as she was.
Gasping for breath, Karen was extremely aware of the orgasm building inside her. Denise plunged deeply into her pussy, her tongue flicking and twisting and curling and probing and raising her lust to elegant levels. She beat her pussy against Denise's face and sent her finger charging into the hot cunt waiting patiently above her head.
Her finger plunged into Denise's twat at the same furious rate as Denise's rapidly stroking tongue. Karen wanted to eat pussy, but she just couldn't do it in her agitated state. Her snatch quivered and shook as it prepared itself for a blasting climax. Her legs wobbled back and forth as Denise voraciously fucked her cunt. Heavenly waves of ecstasy washed over her body, and her orgasm teetered on the brink of eruption.
Letting her finger fall idle, Karen concentrated on the excitement in her cooze. The muscles of her cunt jiggled and jangled around Denise's strongly thrusting tongue, her hole clamping tightly.
Then her thighs suddenly closed around Denise's head. Her hips stopped pumping. Her pussy blazed. Her stomach contracted. And Karen let her climax blast.
She bit her lower lip to keep the entire health club from hearing her joy. Burning liquids poured into her cunt and over Denise's trapped tongue. Wiggling and squirming around the fire unleashed in her twat, Karen felt the delicious sensations of a bursting climax in the stiff nipples on her swaying breasts. Every inch of her body knew the glory of orgasm.
Denise forced her tongue out of Karen's erupting box. Her lips spread into Karen's crack to open her mouth to the sweet liquids of lust. She sucked her fiery fluids down her throat, then sent her tongue out to lick Karen's juicing hole.
Karen flinched each time Denise's tongue scraped across her sensitive entrance. But much to her chagrin, her climax was a short one. Even so, the dynamics of orgasm pleased her to the very core of her being. And Denise didn't seem to mind as her tongue licked up and down her moist valley.
As her pussy settled into soothing contentment, her mouth returned to Denise's twat. She kissed the woman's slit from top to bottom, briefly sucking her clit, fleetingly poking at her asshole. But she quickly got down to business, placing her mouth over Denise's cunt, stretching her tongue into the divine warmth of her wet interior.
Karen forced her way through her tight entrance to reach the velvet walls of her inner sanctum. Her tongue slowly circled. Now Denise began to pump her hips, her own needs controlling the action.
Karen tongue-fucked the nearly hairless gash covering her face, her nostrils filling with the sexy fragrance of Denise's bouncing cooze. The smell and the feel of her cunt were pleasures Karen couldn't get enough of. Her fingers played with the folds of Denise's snatch while her tongue wriggled deeply into her pussy's center.
Denise's climax took Karen totally by surprise. A soft moan was all the warning she got. Searing liquids burst upon her tongue, causing her to jerk out unexpectedly. She sucked hard to extract her flowing stream, the sweet taste of her cum pleasing her mouth. Then she returned her tongue to Denise's blazing flesh.
Trailing up and down her glowing gash, Karen drank the creamy essence of orgasm. Sensing her climax had come to an end, Karen let her head fall back to the table. Denise came with her. Her legs spread wider, and she rubbed her pussy from Karen's forehead down to her chin and back again. At the same time, her hand briskly rubbed Karen's mound to keep it stimulated even after climax.
When Denise finally climbed off the table, she didn't seem finished. Her hands cupped her tiny breasts and flattened them against her chest, her palms circling, her hips slowly pumping. Karen watched and began to think she hadn't satisfied the slender woman.
"Great cool-down," Denise muttered, her hands still circling. "It sends your sexual energy through all your muscles."
"My sexual energy is right where I want it, thank you," Karen retorted. "Right in my pussy!"
Denise didn't believe her and placed her hands on Karen's breasts. She pushed down hard to smash her rubbery mounds and began to circle her palms. Karen felt her lust renewed, fire creeping through her chest and toward her cunt.
"Keep that up and you're going to have to eat my pussy again!" Karen remarked.
"This isn't helping?" Denise questioned.
"Oh, it's helping all right. Helping to make me horny all over again!"
Denise removed her hands and reached for her leotard. "Well, it works for me. I feel fresh and sexually satisfied and ready for a vigorous workout."
Karen felt satisfied as well, but relaxed. A strenuous workout was the last thing on her mind. She had shopping to do, another source of satisfaction, although of a different kind.