"Monica and the Gym Girl Featured Episode"
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"Alright, for the ump-teen-thousandth time," cutting in Joey, "Yup, I see other ladies in the shower room at the gym, and nup, I don't gawk!"
Monica knew she wasn't dishing out the absolute truth.
For weeks, Monica was stalking a gal from the gym. She initially set eyes on her in a spin class and couldn't avert her lustful gaze from her in the row ahead.
Monica's twat was getting slick, and her tits were straining her top at the sight of her booty shaking on the bike seat.
She thrust her twat against the bike seat. "Damn," she muttered to herself, as the gal raised from her bike seat, and jutted out her ass.
From her standpoint, Monica could see the outline of her turd flaps on her bike shorts.
She wriggled on the bike seat, massaging her clitty. She groaned out loud, whipped her gaze away, and kept up a pretense of devotion during the class.
After the class, she shadowed the girl into the locker area. She slowly swung open the door and peered inside. She saw her, her waist wrapped in a towel, walking towards the showers.
Monica's heart was racing, and her twat was aching with pre-cum. Pacing through the locker room, she tripped on a bench leg, and face-planted to the ground, "Dammit, Monica, nice one," she muttered.
Picking herself up, she realized that she just couldn't stroll into the shower area fully dressed - that would be a giveaway she was snooping on the gal, so she hurriedly disrobed, wrapped a towel around herself, and strode into the shower zone.
"Ta-da!" she mumbled to herself. She hung the towel and pocketed a showerhead across from the gal. The steamy showers were intensifying her arousal. Looking over her shoulder, the gal had her back to her. She was sudsing up her short black pixie 'do.
Monica's fanny constricted at the view of the foam flowing down her back, and between her buff ass cheeks.
Monica reached down and flicked her clitty, "Ohmygod," she breathed quietly. She turned sideways, pretending to wash the side of her flank to get a better gander at the gal now facing her.
"Whoa," Monica uttered under her breath. Her jugs were glorious, petite, and firm. Monica wished she was cupping and cleaning her cleavage like she was. The black frizzy that adorned her fanny was meticulously shaved. Watching the water trickle from her fanny lips was making Monica's knees jelly.
The gal swiveled her head and smiled at Monica, making her cringe. That glance stimulated a fire in Monica's cunt, and it wasn't the shower water drenching it.
Monica slowly detached her hand and whirled her finger around her clit, visualizing licking the gal's snatch.
She heard the water cease, turned back around, and watched the gal's ass as she left the showers. Monica, now solo, attacked her little lady, frantically rubbing her clit to an orgasm.
Slipping her towel around her and traipsing back into the locker area, she collided with the hot babe.
Monica nearly bypassed the wall due to her focus on the woman's naked body as she dried off. "Herp-a-derp, Mon," she chided drunkenly, dried off, dressed, and beelined home.
II
That night, the gal was all that Monica could fathom. She inclined in bed, fantasizing about boning her. But she wanted to masturbate, as it was 2:30 in the morning, and she had to be coherent to work.
"Screw it," she huffed, leaped out of bed, and slammed into Rachel's room. "Yo, yo, you awake?"
"I am now," an exasperated Rachel responded.
"I'm experiencing a predicament and I require your cooperation."
"Sure thing, what's the probs?"
"Today, I tangled with the most breathtaking woman at the gym,"
"A woman, huh? What did she look like?"
"She was approximately my height, small, tidy black mane, and she's lookin' awesome naked."
"Naked?! You saw her naked?"
"Mm-hmm."
"Where did you see her, Mon?"
"I dawdled with her into the shower room."
"Mona! Where's the cheese? That's a total creepy move!"
"Oh, you don't reckon it's creepy when I peek at you in the shower!"
"You spy on me in the shower?"
"Fax."
"Y'know, that's kinda hot."
"Now I'm completely aroused, but I don't want to do it by myself...if you get what I'm implying..."
"I do know what you mean," she purred, flirting with Monica's arm, igniting her hair. Rachel leaned over, sampled Monica's lips, and bit her bottom lip.
It's been a while since we last did that, you know? The last time we ended up having sex, "do you remember?"
I do. It was when Phoebe told us about her and the two girls downstairs.
Yeah...
She's really sexually active and dirty.
Speaking of sexual and filthy, come here. Monica moved closer to Rachel and kissed her, fondling each other's breasts.
"Wow..." Monica groaned.
"There's nothing like feeling your nipple grow between my fingers," Rachel teased.
"Uhhhhhh, yes..." Monica pulled off her t-shirt, held Rachel's head, and pressed her mouth on one of her breasts. "Suck them, Rachel, suck them hard, you know how I like my nipples sucked." she moaned.
"Yeah, I do, honey, yes I do..."
Rachel flicked her tongue around Monica's nipple and tweaked the other one.
"Do you like that?"
"Οoooohhhhhhhhhhhh, yes!"
Then she used her tongue to lick the hard nub up and down.
"Or do you like this?"
"Jesus, it feels so good it doesn't matter."
Stripping off what was left of their clothes, they kissed. They started tonguing each other and scratching each other's breasts.
"God, I love having sex with you!" Monica exclaimed.
She pushed Rachel down and went straight for her pussy.
Monica imagined she was eating Rachel's pussy in the gym.
"Oh, God, Mon, mm, yes!"
"You know..." Rachel said, stopping Monica's attack on her cunt, "Because you're the hornier one, I think I'm going to give you a little treat."
Monica's heart sank. "Why don't you lay back, and I'll be back shortly..."
Monica's pussy started flowing because she knew what was coming: a nice big vibrator. Hearing the whir of the toy, Monica's nipples stiffened.
Rachel teased her with the vibrator, running it up and down her legs.
"So, you have a crush on her, do you? Spying on her in the showers..."
Monica licked her lips and squeezed her breasts.
"Well, I think that's pretty nasty," Rachel said, circling the vibrator around Monica's clit. "What do you think you're going to do with her? Maybe stick your tongue in her mouth... engage in some swordplay..."
Monica's entire body responded to Rachel's filthy talk.
"I bet you can't wait to get your tongue in her mouth... do a little swordplay..."
"Fuckkkkkkkkk!" she screamed, as Rachel lightly pushed the toy into her pussy. "Maybe grab those breasts and suck her nipples..."
With half the vibrator in her wet pussy, Monica held the sheets with both hands and screamed as Rachel slid the toy in and out of her.
"Mmmmmm," Rachel continued, "Get your lips on her pussy? Suck it, lick it, play with it..."
Rachel pushed the entire vibrator into Monica's pussy. "Rrrrrrrrrrrrrr," Monica growled. "Then maybe, just maybe, she'll eat your pussy, or maybe..."
"What?! What?!"
"Do a 69 so you both can enjoy each other's pussy."
"I know, and your little girlfriend will make you cum..."
"Oh god, I'm going to cum!" Monica cried.
"Stop, stop, stop! I want you on your back."
Rachel flipped over and Monica climbed up on top of her body with her head between her legs, her mouth on her pussy.
Monica gripped Rachel's ass and raised her pussy to her mouth. Rachel's legs tensed as Monica rolled her tongue around her clit.
"Oh, Mon, I love your mouth!"
"Mmmmmmmm, I love your taste," she moaned into her hole.
Monica positioned her legs under Rachel's arms and knelt on her knees to provide her girlfriend with the optimal angle to lick her clit and fuck her with the vibrator simultaneously.
Rachel groaned as Monica sucked her clit and used a finger to fuck her anal opening.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yes!" Rachel cried at the top of her lungs, "I'm cumming so fucking hard!"
Monica intensified her attention on Rachel's clit and pushed two more fingers into her ass.
Cum dripped from Rachel's pussy, wetting her ass, cum that lubricated Monica's fingers to easily finger her
"Don't stop, don't stop, god, don't...stop!"
As Monica plunged her mouth hard over Rachel's mouth, she watched her girlfriend's legs tremble, and vagina shake with another orgasm.
Monica's imagination returned to the hot girl at the gym.
As Rachel sucked and licked her clit from below, she furiously frigged her clit, fantasizing about being naked and sucking off her crush.
With a groan and a moan, her chest heaving and tits jiggling, her pussy pressed firmly against Rachel's face, and she let go of her orgasm, drenching Rachel's mouth and face in her juices.
"I love when we do this," she gasped.
"Yeah, me too."
III.
Feeling dejected, Monica walked to the women's locker room. Her crush was nowhere to be found. She looked everywhere.
She tossed her gym clothes into a locker, grabbed a towel, and headed to the showers.
The warm water felt incredible on her skin. She lathered her hands over her breasts, feeling her stiff nipples, and her hard, engorged nubs.
She wanted to masturbate, but quickly noticed another woman in the shower. So, she stepped back to avoid the shower head as it hit her clit.
"Finally," she sighed in relief.
The woman finished rinsing off and Monica quickly got to work.
She scooped up a handful of soap, rubbed it on her tits and pussy, let her head fall back, closed her eyes, and as she started masturbated, she thought about her crush. "Mmm, those lovely, round ass cheeks, perky breasts," she fantasized. She glanced around to make sure she was alone.
Monica swept her fingers under her breasts, then back to her clit, twisting it as she thought about the woman's tongue circling her nipples, feeling her fingers rapidly rubbing her pussy.
She sped up, her moans getting louder.
Her imagination was taking her to her crush being on her knees, her mouth teasing Monica's pussy, her tongue darting in and out. Monica felt her orgasm approaching.
She didn't realise the other woman was still showering, mere metres away. It was her crush. The woman smiled and walked over to Monica, leaning against the wall.
"Don't stop because of me...I've seen you, you know," she said, running a finger over Monica's breasts, running circles around her nipples. "And the other day...remember...I watched you in the shower, it turned me on, so much," she whispered in Monica's ear.
"Jamie..." Monica moaned, eyes closed, as the woman slid her finger down her tummy onto her dripping pussy.
Jamie grabbed a cloth and dried Monica off a bit. Then she pulled Monica around to face the water, their breasts pushing against each other, her nipples hard against Monica's back, her fingertips running over Monica's sweaty skin.
Monica's pussy ached for relief. She was stunned her crush knew.
Jamie stepped back and led her outside the steam room. "This is my private sauna. I don't want anyone coming in, so let's go somewhere more private," she said, leading Monica into the sauna.
"I own part of the gym, I don't want anyone to intrude."
"How many women have you had in here?"
She winked at Monica, "Lots, but more starts with you..."
A flurry of sensations overwhelmed Monica.
Jamie embraced Monica, their chests pressing together, their nipples wet and erect, making Monica's pussy drip. Her hands roamed gently over Monica, slapping her stomach, then down to her pussy. She briefly paused, then brought her hand back up, squeezing her nipple.
Monica's heart pounded.
Jamie ladled water onto Monica from a kettle, letting the cool water cascade down her body, causing goosebumps across her arms and legs.
Sitting on the bench, Jamie raised Monica's legs, pulling them apart, then licked Monica's clit and dripping wet pussy.
Monica moaned fiercely as Jamie explored her inside with a finger and teased her nipple with the other hand. "Ohhhhhh, oh, fuck," Monica grunted.
Bracing herself with one arm, Jamie climbed up and sat on Monica, mashing her breasts together, and violently forced her tongue in Monica's mouth.
Monica frantically rubbed her pussy, her crush's clit brushed Monica's palm. "Oh, god, rub my pussy."
Jamie threw her head back and cried, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, oh yes!"
Monica's body was ablaze with lust, as her fantasy girl kissed her, worshipped her body, and took her to pleasure.
She pulled Monica's hands up to squeeze her hard stiff nipples, her tongue exploring Monica's mouth. Monica moaned, her eyes rolling.
"Fuckkkk..." Monica moaned.
Jamie's mouth found Monica's pussy, plunging her tongue inside, Monica's hands froze, placed on Jamie's hips, she was shaking, teary-eyed. Her crush dominated her senses.
Jamie stopped, straddling Monica, groping her large breasts, pinching her nipples, Jamie growled, before devouring Monica's mouth again.
Her footing inches away from Jeri, Monica massaged herself, reaching and feeling Jeri's clit with the heel of her hand.
"Mmm, oh, god, fuckkyou," Jeri cried, on the edge.
Monica was driven into ecstasy with Jamie dominating her; the erotic waves of pleasure hit her like a freight train.
And as she reached her climax, the bell rang, the steam clouded around them, and they collapsed, Monica in Jeri's arms, both drenched but untroubled. Their shared passion was enough to sustain them.
Monica let go of Monica's breasts, lifted one of her legs, and guided her hand to Jeri's pussy. Monica's horny friend vigorously rubbed Jeri's clit.
Jeri cried out, "Ooooohhhh, ooooohhhh, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!"
Monica sucked one of her firm nipples into her mouth and bit down hard as Jeri experienced an explosion of pleasure on her hand. Monica brought her hand up and licked her fingers, savoring Jeri's salty fluids.
After that, Jeri sat behind Monica on the bench, ready to caress her pussy.
With one hand feverishly touching one of Monica's breasts, and the other on her pussy, Jeri was driving Monica to a monumental orgasm.
Monica's body trembled with anticipation. She was about to come, but she was holding back her release to prolong the ecstasy.
Monica spread her legs as far as possible, placing her hand in tandem with Jeri's on her clit.
"Oh, my god, fuck," Monica grunted, "Fuck me, fuck me fuck me!" she shouted, feverishly squeezing her breasts as Jeri fingered her pussy.
"Ohhhhhhh, I'm cumming!"
Monica's pussy erupted. Jeri laid her on her back and sprawled on top of her, crushing their breasts together, kissing, and intertwining their tongues.
Lying next to each other, completely satisfied and dripping with sweat, Monica lightly rubbed her nipple, while Jeri continued to finger her pussy.
"I'm glad you followed me home."
"Me too."
IV.
"Hey, look who's back from the gym?" Rachel inquired.
"I am..."
"So," Phoebe said, smirking. "We heard you were following that woman, weren't you?"
"Rachel! You're such a bitch!"
"Don't worry! Phoebe was here last night, she was sleeping on the couch, you just didn't see her, and she heard everything."
"Every. Single. Detail," Phoebe stated, grinning evilly.
"So, Mon, what happened? Tell us everything about the sucking, licking, nipple grabbing, and cumming with your crush."
As Monica recounted the intense experience, all the women's pussies were wet, and their nipples hardened, especially Rachel's.
"Let me see if I can help you with those, Rach," Phoebe suggested, scooting closer to her on the sofa. "You know, without experience, it's easy to hurt someone."
She placed both hands on Rachel's breasts, cupping them delicately, and flicked her thumbs over Rachel's hard, erect nipples.
"Fuck, you're skilled," Rachel groaned.
"And this isn't even the best thing I'm going to do to you."
Rachel's breathing intensified as Phoebe's words produced erotic thoughts in her mind.
Monica, having already climaxed, was comfortable sitting in the chair, touching herself, and thinking about her lustful encounter.
"You have such sensitive nipples, Rach, they're getting harder," Phoebe observed.
Rachel responded by pinching her nipples even harder.
"Take off your clothes," Phoebe demanded, assuming control over her friend.
Phoebe admired Rachel's beauty, her ample breasts, the hard nipples, and her cleanly shaved bikini area.
Rachel quivered at Phoebe's touch, as she ran her hands all over her naked body.
Phoebe placed her hands on Rachel's waist, traced a finger between her pussy lips, and effortlessly slipped one, then two fingers into her wet cunt.
Monica watched Phoebe's fingers dip in and out, while rubbing her clit.
Rachel's breathing changed, amplifying the effect Phoebe's fingers had on her pleasure.
"Cum for me, Clapton," Phoebe purred, knowing this would turn Rachel on more.
Cum gushed from Rachel's pussy.
"Ah, living the highest note," Phoebe hummed.
Laying on the sofa, Phoebe opened her legs, inviting Rachel to join her.
Rachel, weak at the knees, got on the ground before Phoebe.
"Now, you know what to do..."
Rachel put her legs wider apart, rested her hands on the floor, and leaned over Monica, who was still moaning, to allow Rachel to give her the oral pleasure she had just received herself.
Monica felt an orgasm approaching but didn't want to come just yet, wanting to prolong her pleasure further.
So she decided to fuck Rachel from behind with a strap-on.
A wicked smile crossed Phoebe's face as she witnessed Monica positioning herself behind Rachel, unaware of the impending experience.
Rachel groaned as Monica pushed the large cock inside her.
Her eyes met Monica's as her hand held her waist, thrusting the cock into her vagina. A smile of bliss appeared on her face.
At the moment, with her wet pussy neglected, Phoebe inserted her fingers into herself, using her thumb to stimulate her clitoris, and set out to climax.
Rachel, perched on Phoebe's thighs with her arms, was heading towards a new orgasm.
Phoebe, always sordid, saw Rachel's open, groaning mouth, and thrust her thumb in.
"Uh, oh god yes, Uh, I'm, I'm," Rachel said as she sucked Phoebe's thumb, "I'm cumming! Rrrrrrrrrrrrr"! she growled.
Phoebe brought Rachel's mouth to her vagina, and immediately filled it with cum.
"Goooooooddd Fucking god, Monica, don't stop!"
She reached behind her with one arm, took hold of Monica's waist, and pushed the cock even deeper into her vagina.
"Ah, ah, ah, ooooooooooohhhhh," she moaned as cum spurted from her vagina.
Monica and Rachel collapsed, lying on top of Phoebe's exposed body.
"We should do this more frequently."
"Yes, we should."
