0 comments/ 38224 views/ 8 favorites The Perfect Physique By: FlyontheWall99 Author's Note: This isn't my first story, but it is my first short story and has involved a change in my writing style. As such I would be very interested to receive any feedback, comments or criticisms from readers. Sculpted and muscular bodies loitered around the large marshalling area behind the main auditorium stage. A very serious group of male and female bodybuilders were putting final touches to their bodies and swimwear before they were called on to the stage in front of hundreds of spectators who had gathered for the national bodybuilding championships In amongst the nearly one hundred competitors in the marshalling area were two very lost women. Jenny, a 21 year old competitor in her very first competition stood in her bulky sweats carrying her gym bag looking for an organizer who could point her to the right sign in table. Jenny was a trim five foot five woman, tall by bodybuilding standards, she had a flowing mane of soft brown hair, with the slightest twinge of red running through it. Her youthful age and eagerness was matched by her nervousness as strutting her body in front of hundreds of strangers. But after much goading from fellow gym goers and friends she decided to enter and see how she stacked up against the rest. What had started as a part time fitness kick to get herself into reasonable shape had taken over her life in a very short space of time. She had become obsessed with improving her body and pushing herself. Before she knew it she was a “lean and mean machine” as her trainer called her. The bulky sweats she wore covered a well honed young body. She sported a firm tight rear and svelte pair of legs, cut by the ripples of her quadriceps and calf muscles. Her torso was immaculate, a taught chest which still looked feminine but was tightly packed, and a deep cut set of abs which anybody would be proud of. You could literally bounce a quarter off any part of her body. Her body fat index was a ridiculous two and a half percent. She topped off her near perfect physique with an olive tan and perfect unblemished skin from a life devoted to one skin cream or another. She looked at some of the hunks and fellow female competitors who posed around her. Nobody outwardly glanced her way at all, bodybuilders before a competition were always totally wrapped up in themselves, only casting a cursory glance at their competition now and then. Jenny didn’t want to interrupt anyone but didn’t want to heave her gym bag around the auditorium looking for a marshal to get her in the right place. She had entered the open ladies contest because she had decided to tackle the best first up. Her heats didn’t begin for nearly three hours to come, but she wanted to make sure everything was just right. She stepped towards the closest muscle bound hunk she could see. His tight little blue g-string threatened to cause Jenny to laugh, she couldn’t get used to the idea of a guy wearing so little in public. She then realized that her own bikini set had been described by her boyfriend as one step away from pornography. That memory brought a smile to her face, particularly the way he reacted immediately after he saw it, Jenny had never been fucked so hard in her life that night. Jenny was about to tap him on the shoulder to ask for directions when she felt a hand gently grab her around the arm. Turning around she saw a well tanned woman in black bike pants and a tight fitting workout shirt. She had all the hallmarks of another bodybuilder, from the deep brown tan which must have taken hours in the sun and solarium to perfect, well rounded upper arms and shoulders and the angular form of her tight legs. “You look lost,” the woman offered to the surprised Jenny. She nodded her approval and the woman still holding her arm led her a couple steps into the centre of the marshalling area. “First time is it?” “Well, yeah, I was wondering where I signed up for my event,” Jenny offered. She wasn’t shy but neither was she a terribly outgoing person, and being in a totally different State and far away from friends and family led to more apprehension over the situation she had found herself in. “I’ll show you, us vets owe it to you younger pups coming along,” she said with a smile, releasing her grip on Jenny. “But one word of advice, people around here, just before they go on stage tend not to like being interrupted for anything. They won’t bite your head off, but if you want to go to other contests your going to run into them a few times a year and they can make things feel a little daunting.” Jenny wasn’t sure what to say to the stranger, she felt like she was being lectured by her mother. The woman must have been in her early thirties, 35 at the oldest. Her dark tan and supremely chiseled features, right up to the rigid lines of her neck could only have been gotten by slaving away in the gym for years. “Thanks for the tip, I didn’t want to disturb anyone, it’s just I didn’t want to miss sign in or anything, and I didn’t know …” Jenny offered almost apologetically to the woman. She looked around the room for somewhere to skulk off to and hide out of everyone’s way. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to come off so badly,” smiled the woman. “My name is Paula, I’ve been going to these contests for over 12 years now, so I sort of act like a run the place. Tell you what, my event isn’t for a while yet, how about I show you around and get you settled in. What event are you entering?” “I’m entering the open ladies contest,” replied Jenny. She had a sudden rush of fear, that most of the people around her were years older than her, and all of a sudden it seemed a little cocky to be entering the biggest of all the competitions. Especially when someone like Paula had been doing this for over 12 years. She had only been serious about the gym for nearly two years. “The open ladies. That’s the same event as me, you’re a little early,” responded Paula. Paula was about five foot six tall, with a bleach blonde head of shoulder length hair. She wore it roughly tied back, having probably just come back from a jog by the look of her clothes. “Well I could say the same about you,” Jenny said cheekily followed up with a devilish grin. That brought a smile to Paula’s face, she could see Jenny’s hidden eagerness to get out there. “Well I like to get in early and have a few hours to mingle with people and a bit of self reflection time before I go on stage. You’ll find that you develop a system that you follow as you get more experience. But the big reason I like to get in early is because I don’t like competing in the change rooms for time and space while I get dressed and do my makeup. There can be a fair crowd come in right before the event is set to start. I prefer to get everything done and then rest up before I go out.” “That sounds pretty smart, I might have to copy you,” Jenny said absorbing everything the older woman was sharing. “Tell you what, let’s go get you signed up and then I’ll show you around and give you the odd tip on how to prepare for the competition,” smiled Paula, she reached down and grabbed Jenny’s wrist and led her out of the marshalling area to a very noisy room right next to the main auditorium stage. A huge crowd had already filed in and the early lightweight competitors were strutting their stuff in front of them. Jenny was shocked at the true size of the crowd and her knees felt a little weak. “It’s not as bad as you think,” Paula said when she saw Jenny’s reaction to the crowd. “You have to look at it this way, they came all the way here to look at your body, so you must be doing something right. You just get out there and have some fun, show them how sexy you are, and a bit of attitude. By the way you sign in just down here.” Jenny leaned over and quickly filled out her details, the bored clerk in front of her seemed like he could have cared less. Paula again grabbed Jenny this time by the hand and led her back through the marshalling area and to the rear changing and stretching rooms. The stretching room was virtually empty, only a couple of people plying themselves on the exercise mats and the basic gym equipment and weights left lying around, in an effort to pump themselves up. Paula led Jenny around the corner and into a long cold cement hallway which had doors every couple of feet. These were all the change rooms and bathrooms for the competitors. Paula led Jenny down the hall to the furthest change room. “I’ve already got all my stuff stored down here,” said Paula as they walked in, clearly a few other competitors had also left bags and makeup lying on the counter in front of a massive mirror which nearly stretched the length of the wall. Bright light bulbs around it illuminated the sheer white walls. “Just put your gear down there.” Jenny did as told, placing her bag on the bench which ran along the opposite wall. “How do you know that nobody will steal your stuff?” “Most people in this circuit know me, they know they wouldn’t want to get on my bad side,” answered Paula. She followed it up with a wink to take the edge of her comment. “Don’t worry, we all get a little bitchy sometimes, but by in large part, most people are civil and rarely does someone go through your bag to sabotage your swimsuit.” “Oh, okay, thanks for the tip,” Jenny had a million questions but didn’t want to see prying or rude. Paula unpacked some of her cosmetics from her bag, sweeping aside all the other junk on the counter to make room. Next she pulled out a small purple sequined one piece swimsuit. The rear consisting of nothing more and a string up her backside and a string around her neck, there was no material covering her stomach or much of her chest. Jenny suddenly realized that her tiny bikini wasn’t going to be the only revealing piece out there. “So tell me about yourself, what’s your name?” Paula asked. Jenny was suddenly embarrassed, she had forgotten in all her nervousness to even introduce herself to this kind woman who helped her. “My name is Jenny, I’m 21, and as you know, this is my first contest, and well I’m really nervous.” To add emphasis to this fact she led out a giggle. “That’s okay, so where you from? Tell me about yourself.” The two of them seemed to be the only people present in the change rooms, something which seemed to make Paula happier. She continued to unpack her stuff, next was a spray bottle of oil which she would grease herself up with before going on stage. “Well I’m from Arizona, so I’m a bit far from home here in California. Ahhh, I have a boyfriend who would have liked to have been here but couldn’t get off work, and well I’d like to surprise myself and hopefully do something I’ve never done before.” “That sounds interesting,” Paula said with a wry smile on her face. With that she began to pull her workout shirt over her head, thrusting her tight rear and bike pants towards Jenny who sat on the bench three feet away watching. Paula revealed a body which had stood up to years of workouts and competitions. Her tan was so deep that it contrasted sharply with her blonde nearly white hair. Her abdominals were deeply etched into her torso, her obliques gave her a slim yet sturdy side on view. Her super tight black sports bra let only the faintest amount of flesh spill out the top and side. Paula’s rib cage was visible between her deeply tanned breasts, which were much closer to a guys pecs than a woman’s breasts. Jenny marveled at where years at the gym might see her go. A single diamond stud pierced her belly button, something Jenny knew sure was catching on now in these sort of events, she had thought of getting her naval pierced but decided against it. She had to admit it made Paula somewhat more alluring, like someone who really contemplated their look, and really wanted to draw attention to all their hard work. Paula faced the mirror and flexed her arms, first behind her, then over her head, each time she thrust her firm ass towards Jenny. Paula took a cursory glance in the mirror to gauge any reaction from what was now her competitor. Jenny couldn’t help but admire the older woman’s sharp physique and well toned muscles. Paula turned to face Jenny as she stretched further. “So you’re here all alone. That has to be a little nerve racking. Don’t worry everyone gets butterflies before they get out there, you just have to find a way to cope with it and settle yourself.” Paula bent over stretching her hands down to her feet and holding the pose. Jenny could see down Paula’s rigid chest and angular shoulders, her delts were as if they were cut from stone. She broke her gaze so as not to look rude, but found herself drawn to the sight of Paula’s body. “What do you do to calm yourself before going out there?” inquired Jenny. Paula smiled as she stood upright and then suddenly gripped the sides of her bike pants and slipped them down around her ankles. Jenny was shocked to see she wasn’t wearing any underwear whatsoever. Her hips and mound were smooth and well defined, not a hint of pubic hair to be seen, Jenny averted her eyes quickly. “Well I don’t know if I should share my secrets with another competitor,” hinted Paula, “preparation in this game is everything, but I suppose I could show you a couple of techniques to relieve tension and nerves, get you nice and loose for the contest.” Paula stepped towards Jenny like she was about to sit on her lap but stopped and spun slowly. It gave Jenny an unprecedented view of her firm ass, her cheeks clenched firmly together as if she was posing, her vertebrae dotting their way up her back, her back and shoulders clean cut and broader than they looked before. Before Jenny knew what was happening Paula slid her sports bra over her head and threw it to the ground with her bike pants, she now stood totally naked in front of the younger woman. Jenny didn’t know what to say, she couldn’t get her eyes off Paula’s back but felt uncomfortable about looking at a stranger’s, and another woman’s, body. “Ummm, I think I should probably start getting changed as well …” Jenny’s voice quivered and she grabbed hold of her bag and stood as if she were about to walk out of the room. Paula had been watching Jenny’s reactions in the mirror and turned before she could step out the door. “Here, I’ll move some of my stuff so you can use this half of the counter,” Paula said catching Jenny before she could leave. Jenny felt as if she was caught between a rock and a hard place, but didn’t want to offend the woman who had helped her so much, so she placed her bag on the counter and began to unpack her swimsuit and makeup. “Now techniques to relax, well …” Paula said as she faced the mirror, examining her body and continuing some light stretches. “Well, first you can do some stretching and breathing exercises, they help a lot. But I like to get away by myself for a little extra special attention.” Jenny didn’t know what “extra special attention” meant, and didn’t know if she wanted to find out. She swallowed to clear her throat and clear her mind. This was a bodybuilding competition after all; everyone was there to display their bodies, so it shouldn’t be unusual for regulars such as Paula to freely display themselves in front of strangers. With that in mind she tried to focus on what she was doing. Next to her Paula was now pulling on her swimsuit. As Paula bent over to straighten herself out, Jenny caught a brief glance through the mirror of her tanned tight chest, Paula’s nipples stood hard on edge, they were dark brown which drew attention from her bronzed body. Jenny shook her head and again tried to focus on her own tasks. “So you get away from everyone else and chill out, meditate or something?” asked Jenny trying to break her uneasiness. She opened her sweat top and pealed it off over her shoulders. Her sweet young body catching the light and casting a deep shadow across her taught stomach. She wore a tight low cut red sports bra which showed ample cleavage. It was a number which often elicited a few looks at the gym from guys working out. Jenny’s chest was still very lady like, but under her breasts were well defined strong pectoral muscles which had taken a lot of work to develop. “Yeah I like to find a private space away from view and do some, how do you say, personal exercises, to get me in the right state of mind,” beamed Paula. Jenny bent over to pull her sweat pants off; it was Paula’s turn to admire her new friend’s young body. Jenny had a tight rear, and was super cut, all her major muscle groups were well defined, and she still sported a very feminine chest and hips. But it was her cut abs which drew a hint of envy, and interest, from the older woman. Jenny stood back up and revealed a tight red g-string to match her sports bra; her young body had an aura to it, which brought a sense of energy to the room. Jenny looked at her form in the mirror from a few different angles. Paula had just finished straightening out her swimsuit, it was very revealing, covering the bare essentials. “Can I say, you have a magnificent body Jenny, you must have really put some effort into it,” offered Paula. “Thanks, I could say the same about you, I hope I look as good as that in a few years time …” Jenny stumbled. “I’m sorry I didn’t want to say that you were …” Paula cut her off, “that’s alright, I didn’t take it as an insult, it’s nice to think someone as young as you could find a woman like me attractive.” Jenny didn’t know if that was exactly what she meant, but didn’t want to make a big deal about it. “So these personal exercises, do you want to share any of them with me?” “Ummm, I think I do, but let’s get ourselves sorted out first and then I might just show you a couple,” Paula said with a devilish smile. Her face probably added a couple of years to her real age, the beating effects of sun and solariums did that to the human face. But still her features were impeccable and her skin terrific. Jenny unfastened her sports bra and cupping her breasts threw her bra down, trying to retain some modesty. She quickly pulled her tiny red bikini top over her breasts, tying it before adjusting it to cover her nipples. She found that they were at a low state of arousal, she didn’t know if it was the cool air or the close proximity of Paula which was doing but hoped they wouldn’t press through her top too obviously. Paula caught a glimpse of what Jenny was doing, her firm round young breasts an alluring sight. Paula could feel her swimmers begin to bunch up around her ass. She licked her lips; the thought of showing her “personal exercises” to such a hot young woman brought a sense of arousal to her nether regions. She clenched her legs tight to quell her thoughts and get back to applying her eye liner. Jenny stripped her g-string off, again trying to retain some modesty and not flash her privates to Paula. The bikini bottoms she had consisted of nothing more than a couple of strings tied at the side and a tiny patch of material which just covered her pussy. Paula felt a rush again to her nether region, at the sight off the tiny bikini, it left just enough to the imagination. Paula began to do some of her more basic poses in the mirror, tightening her abs and chest and then flexing her biceps. She sung a quiet song to herself as she did so. Jenny just smiled as she began to apply her lip liner and get her makeup in order. The older woman’s poses were much what Jenny intended to do, but it was good to see a veterans form as she went through them. “Ahhh, look at that!” Paula said with some false disgust, she was glaring down at her pubic area, pulling her swimsuit aside a little. “I think I missed some hair when I shaved this morning.” Paula looked up to see if Jenny had heard her and was interested in what she said. Jenny had stopped applying her lipstick to turn and look at the imaginary hair that Paula was pointing to between her legs. Her white false nails made for a strong contrast from her bronzed skin and drew Jenny’s attention immediately. The Perfect Physique “Can you help me for a sec?” asked Paula in an innocent voice. “It’s just with this swimsuit and my false nails it is hard to keep them away while I shave the area. I don’t want to have to take off my suit and start all over again.” Her excuse seemed reasonable enough to Jenny, although she still couldn’t make out even the faintest bit of stubble where Paula was pointing. Jenny stepped over, Paula had put her left leg up on a stool and dug out her ladies shaver. “What do you want me to do?” questioned Jenny. Paula looked up and made eye contact with her, but Jenny looked away, right down to Paula’s crotch, she didn’t know which was more uncomfortable to look at. “If you just grab my swimmers down here, and pull them to the side, I’ll just get that bit of hair,” Paula said. She motioned with her nails that Jenny should grab the slender string that ran over Paula’s vagina and pull them towards her right leg. “So are you going to wear false nails?” asked Paula trying to distract Jenny from what she had asked her to do. I do have some press-ons in my bag, but I wasn’t sure if I should or shouldn’t or what color I should paint them,” answered Jenny. “Well if they are bright enough on their own, leave them the way they are. If you’re going to paint them, go bright or funky, something to attract the judge’s attention and help frame your body when you’re posing. I recommend you get them, they are a hassle at first but you get used to them, and they really improve your look,” Paula said in a supportive way. Jenny carefully wrapped her forefinger around the piece of swimsuit that Paula held away from her body and pulled the swimmers as Paula had shown. Almost immediately Paula’s shaven pussy leapt out, exposed for all to see. Paula said thanks as she began to run the razor over where her pubic hair should have been. Jenny still couldn’t see anything even though she was in close proximity to Paula’s body. “Just pull the swimmers a bit more this way,” Paula asked as she continued to run the razor close to her exposed sex. She briefly touched hands with Jenny which elicited a slight jump from the younger woman before she settled back to what she had been doing. Jenny couldn’t take her eyes off the small ring which pierced Paula’s puffy labia and dangled from her vagina. Paula noticed Jenny’s interest in her ring. “Bet you’re wondering if that hurt or not?” Jenny was caught off balance, but managed to nod whilst still paying attention to Paula’s vagina. “I didn’t hurt that much to put in, and it was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. You can get it done two different ways, one for aesthetics sake, and one for pure pleasure. I got the second, most people would be too embarrassed to ask for it, but I tell you …” Paula said with a cheeky smile and twinkle in her eye. “Oh okay, I still don’t know if I’d let a stranger shove a needle in my …. You know.” “It’s nothing like that, you know you really need to lighten up, your in a contest where people will outwardly admire your body, you should be proud of your body. You are really hot.” Paula’s last comment made Jenny a little uneasy; in tandem with the fact her knuckle was sitting right next to Paula’s pussy. “Anyway, I got it for pleasure and let me tell you, in my swimsuit it is so great, it just rubs against them as I pose and it’s a real turn on. A couple of years ago in Chicago I nearly had an orgasm on stage because of that ring,” laughed Paula. She could tell Jenny was a little unsteady about what she was saying and doing so she quickly thought that she should put her comments into context. “You have to appreciate that these competitions are really quite a sexual atmosphere. Your around hot hunks with their buff bodies and hot women all day, you have to put so much attention and work into yourself that it can become a really erotic experience. The ring was just a way of enhancing that, and well, a bit of a release from all the arousal.” Paula didn’t know if that would make the situation any better but thought she should show how forthright she was. She put the razor down and ran her finger over the ring gently flicking it. The sudden rush of pleasure hit her and she calmed herself. “Go ahead, you can touch it, loosen up, I don’t mind.” Jenny didn’t know what to do; she had never been in such a situation before. On the one hand she was unnerved at Paula’s open behavior, on the other hand she had to admit she had been checking out Paula here and there, and she was a very sexy woman. Jenny felt herself drawn to the latter, and with little conscious control reached out with her free hand and gently flicked Paula’s ring. Almost instantaneously she could see Paula’s pussy folds contract and shiver with the movement of the ring. Paula’s breathing audibly changed as she took a deep breath in the aftermath of the sensation. Much to Jenny’s surprise the sight of Paula’s sex and her intimate reaction filled her with a strange desire. She didn’t know what was going on, but she thought she should give the ring another flick, which she did, again without much thought. Paula reacted the same again, this time sighing as she let out her deep breath. “Ewww, a cheeky one hey,” giggled Paula. “Why don’t you give it one more shot?” Again Jenny surprised herself by flicking the ring for a third time, her mind totally fascinated by the way on which Paula reacted to the slightest touch. Then reality hit Jenny, she watched as the ring appeared to drop and move away from her. She realized what was happening; she could see Paula’s labia begin to swell, as if her pussy lips were spreading themselves. This could only mean one thing; Paula was becoming really sexually excited by what Jenny had been doing. Jenny didn’t know what to do. Paula could tell that Jenny had just realized how sexually excited she was becoming, it was obvious. For a moment she didn’t even know what to do, but the opportunity to perhaps go a little further was too tempting to pass up. Jenny withdrew her hand and looked like she was about to move away when Paula decided to go all out. Reaching down in full view of Jenny she ran her index finger softly at first, then with increasing pressure, over the ring. Her finger continued down the length of her labia and then back up, finding the top of her sex where it stopped and softly nestled partially between her folds. It was now clear without a shadow of a doubt what Paula was doing to Jenny. Jenny glanced at Paula, who bore a slight smile and a slightly glazed look in her eyes. Jenny then looked back down to Paula’s pussy, where she was now running two of her fingers between the folds, applying the softest amount of pressure to her engorged sex. Her long false nails parted her skin in the most provocative way. Jenny now knew what that strange feeling in her was, it was a very familiar one, albeit never in this way. Paula could tell that Jenny was coming to terms with what was happening, and without any delay she reached down and gently massaged the back of Jenny’s left hand as she held her swimsuit. Jenny didn’t jump this time, Paula’s touch was warm and invited, so much so that Jenny found she had placed her other hand on Paula’s rigid thigh and had also began to stroke her soft skin. Paula could feel her crotch becoming damp, she felt a surge of electricity from Jenny’s touch, she wanted and she needed more. “So Jenny, do you want me to show you some of those personal exercises?” Paula said in a deep seductive voice. Jenny felt totally drawn to the older woman’s body, she knew that her own body was beginning to get hotter. Jenny stood as straight as she could, letting Paula’s swimsuit gently snap back into place, but even then Jenny could see part of Paula’s pussy lips exposed. Paula didn’t seem to be too worried about straightening out her swimmers as she met Jenny’s look. “So how do you want me?” Jenny asked, intending the question to have a more sexual tone. Paula stepped forward, her smile had disappeared and she wore the look of a serious woman, her eyes never breaking contact with Jenny’s. “I want you period,” Paula said and kissed Jenny hard on the lips. Jenny returned the kiss and then allowed Paula’s probing tongue into her mouth. Both their tongues met and rolled around each other in what was becoming a very passionate kiss. Paula wrapped her hands hard around Jenny’s waist, Jenny let hers lye limply on Paula’s unyielding hips. Jenny could feel Paula’s rigid nails dig into her flesh in a wild, yet passionate way. Paula kneaded Jenny’s firm young flesh, her hands running up and down her back and shoulders, momentarily making contact with Jenny’s tiny bikini. Paula’s slender fingers brought a deeper sense of desire to Jenny, she could feel her nipples begin to harden and her breasts stiffen. She could feel Paula’s body heat on her own skin and the slightest brush of their bodies sent another rush of longing to her own pussy. Finally Paula broke the kiss and stepped back from Jenny. “That was intense,” said Paula, her voice throaty from the extended tongue lashing she had given and received. “I don’t know about you, but I feel really horny now, I think it’s time I should show you some of my relaxation methods.” Jenny watched as the grinning Paula untied the top of her swimsuit from behind her neck and let the strings drop down over her stomach, then peeled her swimsuit down exposing her sculpted chest and pronounced nipples. Paula’s areolas were small, but her nipples protruded out at least and inch, pointing at Jenny who couldn’t take her eyes off them. “You turn,” Paula said with impish grin. Jenny reached behind her own neck, flicking her soft brown hair away, slowly and deliberately pulling each string of her own bikini top until the strings cam apart and dropped, immediately her breasts were unsheathed, her bikini hanging precariously underneath her tits as she reached for the second string. Paula maintained her gaze and while she watched inched her swimmers away from her now soaking pussy, and began to rub it’s length causing her lips to swell more and more. Jenny eyed Paula as she played with her pussy and finally dropped the tiny top to the floor leaving her firm round breasts exposed to Paula, her hardened nipples and dark brown areolas drawing Paula’s sexual attention. “Your body looks so hot,” moaned Paula as she finished rubbing her hot slit. Again she grabbed the ends of her undone swimmers and resumed peeling them off in a downward motion. As soon as the minuscule strings which held them over her hips were free, they dropped to the floor, leaving Paula’s shaven mound totally uncovered. Jenny could see the slight ooze of Paula’s juices and her labia having puffed up like a flower, more pronounced, and definitely more alluring. Paula slid her hand slowly and expertly down her stomach, her fingers weaving through the chasms that ran between her abs. She then rubbed her palm hard over her mound which caused her to close her eyes and exhale in quiet delight. “You know the drill, loose the g-string, the exercises I have in mind have to be done in the nude,” whimpered Paula. Her sexual appetite peaked by the impromptu strip show. Jenny grasped the sides of her g-string, but before she could pull them off Paula interrupted. “Do it slow, and do it sexy … for me.” Jenny regained control of her hands and slowly inch by inch lowered the sides of her g-string till they were below the top of the underwear, Then she slipped the tips of her fingers underneath the material and over her already well aroused pussy. This elicited a soft moan from Jenny, one which was echoed by Paula as she gave her own pussy a corresponding rub. “How’s this Paula,” Jenny let her g-string fall to the floor, to uncover Jenny rolling her exposed clit between her thumb and forefinger. Paula immediately began to rub herself harder drawing a deep passionate moan from her mouth and causing her knees to wobble briefly. “Oh God, this is hot. But I need more,” Paula’s voice was now husky; her body language became more stern as if she was on a mission. Paula led her right hand up over her stomach and ran it over her erect nipples, pausing to flick and pinch them before her hand ran up her neck and through her hair. Paula let her tongue fall out of her mouth in the most graphic and sexual of ways and then ran her hand over her fingers and right over her false nails, She then brought her hand back up and individually licked each finger, stopping only to suck on the ends. Her fingers glistened with her saliva as she led them back down over her cut body and down to her awaiting pussy. “That looks good, do you mind if I try?” Jenny said and immediately mimicked the movements of Paula, although stopping longer to play with her hard breasts. This drew another gasp from Paula who was now swirling her fingers around her pussy looking for her hidden clit. When Jenny’s hand hit her own pussy she couldn’t believe how wet she had become, she hadn’t been worked up this much in years, if ever. She could feel some of her juices escape from her engorged folds and drip down the inside of her thighs. Both women stood there for a few moments, intently watching each other while they played with their moist slits. Their burning desire to achieve climax coming to the fore. “This is so fucking hot,” Paula gasped in a blissful state; she opened her eyes to see the super hot body of Jenny before her. “Fuck I want to make love to you.” Her bad language getting a rise out of both women as they both intensified their mutual satisfaction. “I’m so horny,” let out Jenny, as she slid a finger deep into her pussy. The sight of her digit disappearing was becoming too much for Paula, who wished it was her fingers, and her tongue that was disappearing in that gorgeous cunt. Jenny’s labia had spread wide, and hung down from her otherwise trim figure. Paula just couldn’t take it anymore, she felt as though she was on fire; she needed to cool down somehow. “Ohhh, I’m burning up baby,” whaled Paula. She stepped over to the counter and dug through her gym bag frantically, finally finding what she was looking for. Paula held up her spray bottle containing her body oil. Without wasting any time she began to shoot its fine mist over her bronzed body coating her in a fine sheen. The entire time Paula kept a hand on her moist pussy pinching and teasing her flesh, and occasionally slipping a finger inside her to quell her building orgasm. Jenny watched as Paula coated herself in the glistening oil, her body becoming more defined and sexy as she ran her hands over every square inch. Jenny had practiced spraying oil on herself before and she realized that Paula was now going beyond what she normally would as she continued to drench herself in the body oil, her body radiating under the lights. Paula then twisted the nozzle and blasted a few squirts over her breasts, ass and pussy letting it soak in as she massaged the oil deep into her skin. “Oh God,” cried a passionate Paula, “I think I’m going to cum.” Jenny could see Paula slow her stroking motions and clench her legs tight, slightly bending over trying to control her orgasm and prolong it. She regained her composure and approached Jenny who was slowly riding her finger in and out of her wetness. “How about some body oil?” offered Paula. Before Jenny could respond she felt a burst of the sticky stuff hit her hand and her mound. Paula gave a few more squirts before pressing her lips hard against Jenny’s. “Ahhh I need to get off so fucking bad,” was all Paula could manage. Jenny had heard enough, Paula, the oil and the bad language were all too much, she was ready to go wild. “Well, finish lubing me up, and I promise I’ll fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before!” exclaimed a frenzied Jenny, she had lost all sense of self control. “You promise? You’ll fuck me? Fuck me hard?” questioned Paula. Jenny kissed her hard to give her the answer she was looking for, sucking back hard on her tongue. Paula quickly sprayed the misty oil liberally over Jenny’s hot body, taking a few moments to massage her buttocks and run her hand over her hard buds. Paula then threw the spray bottle on to the floor and embraced Jenny, the two kissing and squirming against each other’s slick bodies. The temptation was too much for Jenny and she slipped a hand down between her and Paula, down her drenched mound and to her awaiting cunt. Paula gasped as she felt Jenny’s fingers dance over her sensitive labia and tweak her ring. “How do you want it?” “I want you in me, and I want it hard,” Paula cried with all the passion she could muster. She was greeted by the sudden sharp sensation of at least two of Jenny’s fingers burying themselves deep into her gaping pussy. Paula rode the fingers in time with Jenny’s thrusts. “Oh fuck yeah,” Paula cried over and over again, eliciting renewed thrusting from Jenny. Paula could not longer ignore Jenny’s bounding breasts and hard nipples. She stooped over and caught one as it bounced up and began to lick and suck hard on it. Her efforts were reflected in Jenny’s vigor to finger every minute spot of her vagina. Paula felt as though she would explode at any minute in a violent orgasm, something she wanted to hold for as long as possible. “Oh God Jenny, that’s enough, that’s enough,” shrieked Paula as she lifted herself off Jenny’s fingers. She watched as Jenny placed the fingers to her mouth and sucked and licked on each one, the sight was intoxicating. “You taste so good Paula,” purred Jenny offering her fingers to an eager Paula who tasted herself. “That was good, but now it’s your turn to get fucked,” said Paula. “How do you want it?” Jenny freely parted her legs, as Paula sunk to the floor in front of her. She looked down into Paula’s eyes with a sense of unadulterated lust. “I want it hard, and I want it deep, as deep and hard as you can go!” Paula began to rub Jenny’s pussy slowly at first, then spread her labia with two fingers holding them apart for a few moments before ramming two fingers from her other hand deep into Jenny. Jenny let out a yelp and bucked as Paula brought her up to speed with her thrusting. Jenny cupped her breasts, kneading and pinching them as she let her lust take over. Paula could feel Jenny’s flesh sloshing around her fingers, her pussy making suction noises as Paula drove her hand up to the knuckles. “More,” screamed Jenny. “God I want more.” Paula heard her cries and quickly formulated a plan. She got to her feet, her fingers still exploring Jenny’s moist mound. She reached over to the counter and pulled her gym bag over, digging through it blindly while continuing to fingerfuck Jenny whose cries were becoming more regular and base. Paula felt her hands wrap around what she wanted, and she quickly retrieved it from the bag. Jenny couldn’t see precisely what Paula had just retrieved from her gym bag, but the sense of curiosity and anticipation led her further towards what was going to be one huge orgasm. She could barely make out a hot pink object in Paula’s hand, before throwing her head back in ecstasy as Paula’s fingers hit the right spot again causing her to lose control of her knees momentarily. Paula fetched the spray bottle of body oil she had thrown to the ground before. Lying before her were two small rubber encased dumbbells. The small hand held one’s which only weighed a pound and a half each. Paula sprayed the oil over the two dumbbells while rubbing Jenny’s exposed clit. Jenny was not watching what Paula was doing which brought a naughty smirk to Paula’s face. “God your pussy is so hot, Jenny,” gasped Paula. “I’ve got just the thing for you.” Before Jenny could realize exactly what Paula had in her hand, Paula removed her slick fingers and pushed the dumbbell into Jenny’s engorged sex. Jenny let out a faint scream and then moaned hard as the dumbbell penetrated her deeper and deeper. The Perfect Physique “Oh fuck yeah,” cried Jenny. “God that’s fucking hot.” Jenny grasped Paula’s wrist to time her thrusts as Paula slid the dumbbell in and out, the body oil and increased juices made it slide comfortably, its girth giving Jenny that full feeling she longed for. Seeing Jenny’s positive response Paula knew she had to do the same, with her other hand she picked up the second greased up dumbbell and rolled it over her mound a couple of times, before inserting it between her folds and up her love canal. The sudden penetration brought a rush of sexual satisfaction. Paula knew she couldn’t hold much longer, her dam was close to breaking once and for all, and how good it would be. The two women continued to please their most basic desires, the dumbbells proving to be excellent makeshift dildos. Jenny again began to lose control of her knees and threatened to buckle over and join the crouched Paula. Paula slowed her own pumping to preserve herself for just a bit longer, she wanted to cum at the same time as Jenny. For her part Jenny kept Paula’s hand moving at a quick pace, not wanting to slow down her oncoming orgasm. “I can’t take it anymore Jenny, I’ve got to cum, and I’ve got to cum now,” screamed Paula. “But I want to cum with you at the same time.” ”Ahhh, that would be so hot,” was all Jenny could manage having taken control of the dumbbell from Paula and continuing to pleasure herself. “If only there was a way to pleasure ourselves at the same time,” panted Jenny. She had now slipped the entire length of the dumbbell, a good six inches, into her pussy, leaving nothing to hold till she relaxed her hips and let the makeshift cock slip back out. Her juices coated her thighs and had splashed up on to her mound and nearly to her belly, she hadn’t been this wet ever. Her orgasm held off just below the surface, but she could feel it, and knew it was going to by a violent one. Paula got up off the floor and headed to the other side of the change room looking around all the stuff other competitors had left around. She turned to see Jenny finally spit out the slick dumbbell and walk over to where Paula was. Paula continued her search, and then she saw it, a four foot long plastic exercise bow, a flexible stretching apparatus. The sight of the long black rod brought an impish grim to Paula’s face. “You thinking what I’m thinking?” beamed Paula. Jenny ran her hands over Paula’s greasy body and embraced her as she offered her willing tongue. “Ummm, I think I know what you want. I’m so close to cumming …” was all Jenny could manage before Paula kissed her. Paula took her hand and led her to the center of the room and told her to sit on the floor and spread her legs. “This is going to be so hot,” said Paula in her sexy voice. She quickly sprayed oil over both ends of the plastic rod and ran it through her hands spreading the oil over its length. Jenny was getting excited just watching Paula work the rod like a cock, she could barely hold out any longer. “Hurry, I can’t hold on much longer, I want to cum so fucking much,” cooed Jenny. To emphasize the point she began to rub her pussy drawing more of her own juices over her moist skin. Paula kneeled down next to her, kissing her one more time. She lowered the end of the rod between Jenny’s legs motioning for her to spread them a little more. Jenny complied and also spread her pussy lips with her fingers in anticipation of the plastic rod. Paula eased the slick rod into Jenny’s slit a little at a time. Jenny threw her head back in ecstasy and threatened to cum almost immediately. Her eyes exposing her deep held orgasm. With enough of the rod inserted into Jenny’s pussy Paula let Jenny grab hold of it and take over her own satisfaction. Paula scooted over to the other end of the rod and lay out, spreading her legs wide and over the top of Jenny’s. She reached for the wavering end of the rod, finally grabbing hold of it, she led it to her own gaping wetness. The sight of the approaching rod was nearly enough to send Paula over the edge, but she caught herself just in time. The flexible plastic bending against her rigid body as she brought it down her stomach and over her mound to her awaiting entrance. Paula slid the rod in slowly, savoring every moment of its penetration. “Fuck, Paula, I’m not going to last much longer, I want to cum now,” cried a semi distressed Jenny. Paula could feel the same desire as Jenny. And she began to tug on the rod, thrusting it into herself as it withdrew from Jenny. Jenny would then pull on her end and the reverse would occur. Both women looked longingly into each others eyes, slaves to their sexual needs. They found themselves pulling on the rod faster and faster until they were both furiously fucking themselves. “Ahhh, I’m about to cum!” screamed Paula, she let her hands fall off the rod and pushed her hips towards Jenny pushing more of the rod into her sex. She could feel her vagina being penetrated deeper in her final stages of release. Jenny too forced herself closer to Paula. “This is so fucking hot, ahhh,” moaned Jenny. Paula raised her hips to the air and began to rock herself back and forth on the rod. Jenny let go of the rod and let Paula’s motions influence the thrusts of the rod. She joined in as she felt the long awaited orgasm run through her body. Paula let loose at the same time. “God I’m cumming!” shouted Paula. “Oh fuck!” was all Jenny said. Both women’s bodies shaking all over as their muscular physiques went into a massive spasm wrenching every last ounce of the orgasm out of themselves. Paula let herself slide off the rod and tossed it to the floor, looking across the floor at Jenny’s hot young form. Each woman inhaling oxygen deep into their lungs, coming down from the massive orgasm they had just shared. Neither wanted to move for the moment, just admire the fine physique of the other, the sheen of oil covering their bronzed bodies and the wetness which had gathered around their hot pussies. “So how did you like my relaxation exercises?” quipped Paula. But before Jenny could answer they heard the distinct noise of people walking down the outside hallway.