Fit! 2 - Erika's Workout
(Note: This story follows on from 'Fit!' when two Romanian gymnasts, newly arrived in England, meet Chris, a helpful community worker, and take him back to their bedsit.
Please excuse the licence I have used with the Romanian language. This second story in the series is from Erika's point of view. I do not know the Romanian language, apart from the few (mostly naughty) words I found on the Internet, so I have to write in English. The story is somewhat about Erika's and Anna's first experiences, with the language as much as anything else. When they actually speak in English I have tried to put the limited words and phrases you might expect in their heads and mouths, but I can't convey the girls' thoughts and feelings in Romanian or in Pidgin English. When they speak in Romanian I'll indicate this with chevron quotes (e.g. « & ».)
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"My turn now!" I said as Chris turned to see me with his softening, slick, pussy-juice-covered prick dangling from his crutch. It twitched a little when he saw that my hand was down inside my thong and I was playing with myself and rubbing my wet pussy lips.
Chris looked a bit down, "I'm not going to manage it again for a while." I didn't understand much of that but his cock didn't look good to me.
"You want more orange juice?" I asked, hoping it would give him some energy. I got the carton from the fridge and poured him a large glass which he drank down in one go. I gave Anna a glass too and asked her nicely to move off the bed in Romanian.
«That was amazing,» she gasped. «I've never felt so... alive! I loved his prick thrusting inside me.»
«OK, OK,» I said, «don't go on about it. Now you've worn him out for me.» Anna put on a short, silky bathrobe and went out to the toilet which was down on the next floor.
"What did she say?" asked Chris.
"She say you fucking good." I answered. Isn't it funny that the first words you learn in any language are the swear words. "You lay on bed now and I come lay with you. We... I hold you. We fuck soon!"
"You can give me a cuddle," Chris said lying back and holding out his arms to me.
I moved onto the bed and lay beside him in his arms. "What is cuddle?" I asked.
"This is a cuddle," he replied, "just holding each other."
"I like cuddle," I giggled as I mashed my breasts into his hairy chest sending sparkles down to my groin and beyond.
"Do you like kissing too?" he asked and pressed his lips to mine. The tip of his tongue gently slid over my lips. I opened them slightly and his tongue slid between. He found my tongue and wiggled his tongue against it, teasing it and easing it out of my mouth and into his. He was teaching me to kiss. Chris was the only boy or man to kiss me properly. I wanted to learn more as the feelings just from kissing were turning my pussy area to jelly.
Chris's hands were not idle either. His fingers were ever so lightly brushing over my back from my shoulders down to my bottom. I was still wearing my little pink thong which is the most comfortable when we go to the gym. My bottom cheeks were completely free with only the string between them.
Chris pulled me close to him and held me tight. He rolled over taking me over and on top of him. His hands went to my bottom and he started kneading my round cheeks and sliding his fingers round between my legs, just fleetingly, keeping me in a constant state of exquisite arousal, but no further.
I lifted my self up on my outstretched arms. My breasts hung down, the nipples grazing in his chest hair. I moved from side to side tickling the nipples with his soft chest hair. Every movement was ecstacy. Every nerve in my body was being sent signals from my breasts. Every part of my skin was tingling.
I lifted my tummy up off Chris's lower body so I could see what his cock was doing. I was disappointed as it was still drooping sadly down one leg. I pushed myself back to kneel between his legs and gently lifted up his flaccid manhood.
"He is tired!" I remarked to Chris who was lying back with his hands behind his head.
"Yes, he has been working very hard."
"That Anna!" I growled crossly.
«What, Anna?» she exclaimed as she came back into the room unexpectedly.
«You've tired him out. Look at his cock!» I complained.
«He'll be OK in an hour or two,» she said slumping down in the chair behind me.
«But I'm horny now!» and as if to confirm it I felt my pussy juices dribble out and down my leg.
«Why don't you encourage it with your hands and your mouth. Give it a kiss!»
"What did she say?" asked Chris, looking a bit bemused.
I was a bit embarrassed to say, but I did: "She say I give him a kiss!"
"Who, me?"
"Your cock!" I said, indicating his limp member. I could see it twitching as he took this in.
"You can if you want to," he said, trying not to sound too excited but I knew he was just dying for me to get my lips around his cock. I slid back on my knees and lay forward with my head in his crotch, his cock inches from my mouth. I lifted it closer and tentatively planted a small kiss on the sticky tip. I was thinking that his cock would still be covered in Anna's juices and feeling a bit squeamish but I decided to give it a try. I could feel a slight twitching under my hand but it was still soft. I opened my mouth a little and let the dark pink coloured head slip in between my lips. I gave it a slurp in my saliva-filled mouth and drew my head back to look at the head again. The mushroom shaped head had swollen a little. I gave it another suck and licked over the head with my tongue. Chris gave out a low moan which encouraged me to do more.
Holding the gradually stiffening cock by the head with thumb and forefinger, I licked from his balls to the top, leaving a trace of saliva. Chris moaned again. He obviously liked that. So I did it again and again. His cock was visibly growing and stiffening in my hand. I sucked the head into my mouth again, opening wider so that I could get more in. His cock was fully erect now, standing proudly without me having to hold it. I sat up on my knees again and bobbed my head up and down letting his rampact prick slide in and out between my lips, occasionally lapping at the little opening at the tip where the cum was oozing out.
«You don't want to do that for much longer,» advised Anna, behind me. «He's going to go off in your mouth."
Taking her advice I crawled up Chris's body planting wet kisses all over his tummy, chest, neck, face and finally his lips. "You like?" I asked when he opened his eyes.
"I like very much," he murmured through the kisses I was still planting on every centimetre of skin. I could feel his cock bouncing away underneath me trying to find a place to stay. Knocking at the entrance to my pussy, the lovely place I had ready for him to visit. She had been wet and open and ready for a long time.
I stroked my fingers over my pussy lips soaking them with the creamy liquid from inside. I rubbed the lubricating secretions all over Chris's cock. Lifting my crutch I positioned his cock at the gateway to my body with my hand. Taking a deep breath I lowered myself onto his stiff pole. My pussy lips opened and swallowed the head. I lowered myself, very slowly, further and further down onto him, letting my tight but stretchy hole expand around his invading member. My pussy was leaking juices which lubricated his entry. I lifted up and heard a 'plip' as my sopping wet lips closed, then down again, easing my pussy all the way down, completely enveloping his cock inside my body.
