All The Time Fitness

Damn, her muscles ached. Liv held the last rep, counting out a few seconds in her head, a bead of sweat tickled its way down her neck. With a long exhale she slowly let the weight down, the steel plates clinking together softly. Liv grabbed one of the sanitizer bottles, and sprayed and wiped down the machine. Time to hit the showers. The clock on the wall showed it was a little after midnight, and the 24 hour gym was practically deserted. She checked herself out in the mirror wall as she gathered her things. Short dark hair pulled into a ponytail, sweat-damp sports bra (holding back a generous pair of breasts), and a bit of a weightlifters' belly -- which was exposed and showing a short trail of dark hair from bellybutton down into her shorts. She flexed, examining her biceps. 'Lookin' hot, Liv' She thought, grinning, her round, almost boyish face grinning back at her from the mirror.

She rounded the privacy-angled hall into the women's change room. Liv wondered if she'd see -- Ah! The other woman reminded Liv of an antelope. Tall, lithe, with longer auburn hair, almost red, woven into a thick braid, she moved with a sort of careful grace. She must have been almost a foot taller than Liv was. Liv called her 'Jane' in her head, as in, Jane Doe. Jane wore a pair of black, skin-tight yoga shorts and a form-fitting t-shirt. Once a week, at least, they'd cross paths at this Anyhow Fitness. Always at the same time, always finishing up their respective exercises within a few minutes of one another. Liv could SWEAR she'd caught Jane staring at her in the shower. Of course, Liv thought she might have been caught staring herself. Liv gave Jane a polite nod, found a corner, and stripped off her sweaty gym wear. Pressing the button on the wall the shower came to life, high in temperature and higher in pressure. Liv always liked how it felt like it was blasting away all the sweat and grime of the day. She closed her eyes and let the water wash over her.

As if on cue, Jane entered the showers, nude, body shaven. Liv opened one eye, peeking at the slim figure as the water cascaded down her body. If 'Jane' was an antelope, Liv was a bear. Strong, and stocky, her body much more 'natural', in terms of shaving. Though, she did deign to keep her bush trimmed into a neat landing strip. There was a soft clatter and something bumped Liv's foot. She peered down, a neat bar of light purple soap sat by her toes. Liv squatted to pick it up. With only a slight tilt of her head, she reached out, offering the soap back to Jane. Their fingers brushed as Jane took the soap from Liv. "Thanks." Came Jane's soft voice.

"Yeah no... problem." Liv replied, eyes lingering maybe a little too long on Jane's breasts. Small, perky, A perfect handful.

Liv realized she was staring, face going red, she could feel her cheeks warming, and it wasn't just from the hot water and steam in the air. "Oh uh. Sorry. uh. Staring. Sorry about that." Liv mumbled, about as awkwardly as a person could manage. "I uh. It's just..." Fuck it. Shoot your shot Liv.

"You're really hot."

Jane giggled, giddy sounding. "I think you're pretty hot yourself."

Liv noticed she'd been feeling something for a moment or two already, Jane's fingers on her wrist. The soap was still held in Liv's hand, held outstretched by Jane. "I uh. I'm uh..." Liv stammered.

"Ffuck. I'm sorry." She tried to pull away. Jane kept her grip on Liv's wrist.

"Well, 'Sorry'" Jane replied, teasingly "I'm Abigail."

That antelope-like grace seemed to extend to social situations. Abigail pulled gently on Liv's wrist, reeling herself in closer, raising Liv's well muscled arm up as Abigail drew nearer and nearer. Those slender fingers squeezed Liv's arm gently, feeling the bundles of muscle beneath the skin. "Uhm. I mean. My.. I um." Abigail was so close she held Liv's arm straight up. Dark eyes stared into Liv's pale grey-blue. "L-Liv." Liv managed to stammer out.

"Well, Liv." Abigail cooed. "I've noticed you."

Abigail bent down slightly, nose ever so gently grazing along Liv's arm, following the trail forged by her fingers back down Liv's arm. Liv felt Abigail's breath hot against her skin, lips brushing against the line of Liv's deltoid. Abigail, all liquid grace, dipped her nose into Liv's armpit. Liv could hear a deep breath drawn in. "God you smell so good." Abigail all but purred, turned slightly so she could comfortably hold Liv's arm up.

Liv could feel Abigail's breath on the soft dark hair beneath her arm. "I uhhhh've noticedyoutoo." Liv blurted out.

"You don't say." Abigail teased back.

The timer on the shower cut the water and it was silent save for the slightly panting breaths of the pair. Liv blindly reached behind her and turned the water back on.

Abigail seemed to huff another deep breath in Liv's armpit. "Mmmnn, and you're hairy." Liv felt another touch on her bare stomach. Liv felt all but paralyzed in Abigail's gentle grip.

"I used to wonder how far this went." Abigail spoke in hushed tones, fingers indicating she meant Liv's 'treasure trail' of hair down from her bellybutton

"But then I saw you in the shower."

Liv felt Abigail's fingers trace the coarse hair from her bellybutton, down, down below her waist, through the thick thatch she left there above her mound. "Ooh huh well I uh you know it's uh..." Liv rambled.

She felt Abigail's whole hand press between her legs, applying a light pressure, and warmth. Liv's voice was high and thin, almost a whisper "I've never... with..."

Abigail laugh was amused. "Really? I guess I'll have to show you how it's done."

"Wh-" A finger was placed against Liv's lips, silencing her.

Abigail knelt down in front of Liv, gorgeous eyes looking up at Liv. Liv's gaze darted up, the eye contact almost too much as she felt Abigail's breath on her pubes. "Mmnnnh" Abigail moaned, taking another deep breath, nose burying itself into that tuft of thick hair. "Heavenly."

Liv squirmed, leaning back against the cool tile walls. "A-Abiga-" she started, the sentence trailing off as she felt a nip on her thigh, then the other, slender fingers teasing gently up and down her mound, teasing her plump outer lips.

And then the almost searing warmth of a tongue replaced them. She quivered at the sensation, both too much and leaving her dying for more. "Hhuhuhhooolyshiiit..." Liv groaned.

Abigail's tongue slid sloooooowly up, teasing her, tasting her outer lips, and the soft pink flesh of her inner labia, peeking out between the chubby outer lips. Liv gripped at nothing, unsure where to put her hands until Abigail reached out, placing one of Liv's hands on her head. Liv heaved her hips forward, grinding into Abigail's nose and lips and tongue and aching for more. With another deep breath of Liv's mound, Abigail pulled back, clearly savouring the just-worked-out smell of her. "What's this?" Abigail asked softly.

She eased away the thick pubes, spreading them gently, exposing Liv's fat clit to the air. Far too large to just hide away it jutted out between her outer lips. "You are just full of surprises." Cooed Abigail, voice thick.

Liv looked away, her oversize clit something that embarrassed her, and here Abigail was cooing over it. Another searing hot lick over her mound sent her toes curling, and when that tongue slowly slid around and around her peeking clit, she gasped. Abigail drew her mouth close, lips closing around that fat clit and suckling upon it. Liv only managed to make a small croaking noise, but her hips talked loud enough for her, and her body pushed hard into Abigail's mouth. Another lick came, this time deeper, spreading her pussy around Abigail's tongue, warm and wetness shocking up into Liv's core. She pulled Abigail's head in as close as she could, thighs shaking as Abigail began making out with her sex. Suckling on labia and clit and licking and and and and and "A...ahht!" Liv's whole body clenched, thighs clamping over Abigail's ears, hands pulling Abi's head needily against her pussy "Fffuuuhhhuhuhhhhuuuuckkkkk...." Liv came, hard, quivering, and Abigail stopped for nothing. Liv felt something slip inside her, crooking forward deep within, pulling another shaking orgasm out. She opened her mouth but no sound came out as she came again, doubling down with the first (and second) orgasms, squirting hot liquid into Abigail's mouth, and on her face and chest.

Liv slid down the tile wall, as Abigail scootched back. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she stared off at nothing for a few moments. Some time ago the shower had turned itself off. Abigail stood, swallowing, licking her lips off. "So that, Liv." Her voice was devious.

"Is how you eat pussy."

Liv's vision swam and came back in to focus, slowly, one braincell at a time turned back on. She could only nod in response.

Abigail crooked a finger in a 'come hither' motion. "Think you can do that?" She purred playfully, beckoning Liv.

"Bet." Said Liv, shakily getting to her feet.

Liv took a breath, then another, trying to get all her limbs to cooperate again. The shyness and stuttering that had held her seemed to have fled in the wake of her orgasm, for a wide grin split her face. With another breath, Liv grabbed Abigail, and hoisted her up. Arranging Abigail's knees over her shoulders, Liv held the slender woman up. Liv flicked a glance up at Abigail, a shocked look on the other woman's face, finding herself several feet up in the air. Suddenly Abigail's back was against the opposite wall, and Liv got to work. Abigail's pussy was shaved smooth, bare lips cute as a button. Liv kissed each thigh, back and forth, getting closer and closer until her nose was against Abigail's sex. Liv dove in like she was ravenous, immediately burying her tongue as deep as she could within Abigail. Tasting the sweat and arousal practically dripping from between Abigail's legs. Liv teased Abigail's outer lips with her teeth, oh so gently scraping before plunging her tongue in again as deep as she could. She seemed to be doing something right as Abigail's breath hitched a few times, pressing forward into Liv. "Mmnh, the clit hon..." Abigail guided with voice high and hot.

Liv obliged, pressing her lower lip hard against Abigail's sex, tongue slithering around and over and around that tender pink button. Liz gulped down both Abigail's slick arousal and shower water as she did her damnedest to return the favor. Liv decided to show off, hands slithering up from Abigail's thighs, moving to support her from behind as Liv stepped back from the wall, letting Abigail's own weight press her down on Liv's face. Liv ate Abigail out for a few moments like that, listening, feeling each twitch of Abigail's thighs until she felt those thigh muscles begin to shake and quiver. Liv eased Abigail back against the wall and freed her hands, fingers slipping in beneath her chin to slip inside Abigail and coax a climax out of her. "You're... hahh.... damn... nng!.. GOOD AT THIS." Abigail panted out.

Liv felt Abigail tense up, practically curling over her head, thighs and legs gripping her head and shoulders like Liv was a horse. Liv's fingers curled feverishly in and out inside Abigail until finally. "AHHNNH!" Abigail's whole body tensed and shivered around Liv's face. While she didn't get the same 'wet' reward from her hard work, the destination was reached all the same. Abigail all but clung to Liv as she was lowered to the ground once more.

"So huhhhh." Liv said, licking her fingers clean and breathing heavily. "Suh... same time next week?"