April Fresh Gym Mishap

April was no fool.

She knew exactly what she wanted, in spite of what others tried to tell her.

All her professors wanted her to focus her undivided attention on school work and getting good grades, but April had her eyes on the real prize.

Him

He was one year older than her. But for a guy who had just turned 21, he possessed the physicality and mature facial features of a grown man. Leon was ruggedly handsome, with an unwavering glimmer in his eyes that burned with fiery passion. The star multi-sport athelete at the university, Leon was not only April's desire, but the desire of every college girl who had ever laid eyes on him. They attended his sporting events en masse, forming their own cheer section which came to be known as "Leon's Ladies". But April was not interested in participating in such festivities and becoming just another adoring groupie drooling over this physical specimen, waiting him to approve of her. She wanted to stand out, she wanted

him

to yearn for her as much as she lusted after him.

April was supremely confident in her own feminine charm. Standing just above 5 foot 7, she had a curvy, sporty frame that slid tightly into her little crop top, courtesy of years on the volleyball team. Her shiny bluestone navel piercing would peek out and glisten as she swayed her slender waist side to side. Her wavy auburn hair flowed over her shoulders in a crimson shimmer, drawing attention from young men on campus as she waltzed about in red heels, her bubbly butt swinging sensually under her form-fitting denim jeans. Nevertheless, her roommate Marissa would be the one who often tried to dissuade her, questioning why Leon would settle for one of her when he could have every girl on campus chasing after him.

A dark-haired beauty in her own right, Marissa had the air of a quiet goth girl about her. She wore fishnet stockings under her all-black leather skirt with a studded belt. Despite her apparent nonchalance, April suspected that Marissa wanted to discourage her because she secretly yearned for Leon as well. Marissa was attractive, but she wasn't

hot

. April would not be deterred. She would keep her eyes on the prize. She needed to find a way to make Leon want her in the same way she wanted him, to drive him to the verge of wild passion.

Her chance would come on that fateful afternoon. April knew Leon's training schedule to a tee: He would bury himself into the weight room and work out every Thursday from 3:00pm to 3:30pm, then take a shower before heading out. She would catch him as he made his way to the shower, passing through the empty gym floor where the gymnastics team would have cleared out by 3:15pm, leaving the place entirely desolate. There she would seduce him, but the operation must begin in the weight room.

That day, she wore a white sports bra and tight little gym shorts with a pair of pink knee-high socks. She prepped herself with her most exotic "April Fresh" fragrance, pumping a few extra sprays into her cleavage tucked tightly under her bra and a spray into her crotch for good measure. She went into the weight room 10 minutes before Leon's scheduled arrival and jogged lightly on the treadmill, carefully observing the entrance.

True to form, Leon appeared at 3:00pm on the dot, sporting a white t-shirt and gym shorts. April made subtle eye contact and greeted him as casually as she could.

"Hey, Leon."

"Oh, April. First time seeing you here."

They knew each other by name, having taken a few classes together, but were not that intimately familiar. April was determined to change that.

As she continued her light jog, she would make a point to swing her perky ass in his direction. From time to time, she would steal furtive glances in Leon's direction, watching his pectorals bulge tightly against his white tee as he bench-pressed, his chest heaving up and down with powerful, steady rhythm. She could make out the shape of his penis pressed against his shorts- a physical specimen no shorter than 6 inches. April bit her lower lip softly, feeling a slight clench in her groin as she resisted the powerful urge to strip down and mount his sturdy pelvis right then and there. She pictured herself pulling down his shorts to spring free his thick and juicy shaft, tearing off her shorts and thongs to spread her thighs over his massive meat pole and ride him like his personal cock sleeve.

Her fantasy is snapped back to reality as Leon clanged his weights back on the rack, rising up to wipe his face with a towel and making a momentary eye contact with her, cracking her a confident grin before turning to head for the water fountain.

April glanced up at the clock: 3:20pm. This was the perfect time to go and lay her ambush. She slowed to a stop before stepping off her treadmill and headed over to the water fountain herself, arriving at the same time as Leon, who stopped and gestured to the fountain with a smile on his face.

"Thanks."

April pushed her auburn hair back into a ponytail and dipped her head over the fountain, pursing her full, glossy lips as she sipped, lifting her eyes to gaze at him seductively while treating him to an eyeful of her swaying cleavage glistening with sweat.

"I'll head out first. See you next time."

April lifted her head and winked at him as she turned to head for the door, making sure to keep her hips swinging.

She snuck into the empty gymnasium, pitch-black without a soul in sight- just the way she wanted it. She ducked behind a row of bleachers as she heard a door open behind her, concealing herself in the absolute darkness. As the footsteps drew closer, her heart pounded fiercely against her chest, threatening to burst forth.

As she spotted the figure pass by the bleachers, she reached out and pulled him into her hiding spot, locking her lips passionately against his. The figure let out a soft, startled moan before succumbing to this sudden encroachment. April gnawed gently on his lower lip- surprisingly soft and tender. She wrapped her arms around his waist and found them slimmer than she had thought. Sliding her hands up his shirt, she expected to feel a set of hardened, chiseled abs, but instead felt her palms against a flat stomach with smooth, silky skin. Growing increasingly perplexed, she worked her way up to his chest- surely the well-defined pecs she saw popping against his shirt in the weight room would be there, rock-hard and waiting for her.

Instead, her hands pressed up against a set of round, soft, fleshly mound. The figure let out another soft moan that is muffled by the kiss.

This was not Leon.

April quickly pulled her head back and panted, staring intently at the figure in front of her, allowing her eyes to adjust to the darkness and revealing the petite, slender figure of her goth roommate, gasping and panting for air, her porcelain skin faintly standing out in the shadows.

"Marissa?! What are you doing here?"

April let out a loud gasp, which she quickly stifled into a whisper in case Leon happened to pass by.

"I...I should be asking you. You were the one who grabbed me."

"I..."

April stopped herself: What was she supposed to say? That she was waiting for Leon so she could seduce him?

"I...Why should I tell you? You first!"

April felt her face getting hot. Marissa drew back and opened her mouth to speak, but stopped herself. She stared at her roommate in a moment of silence before lounging forward. April thought Marissa was going to hit her, but instead felt their lips locked together again as the petite goth girl threw her slender arms over her shoulders.

"Mmh!"

This time it was April who let out a soft startled moan as Marissa kissed her passionately, her tongue pushing against her lips, begging for entrance into her mouth.

April relented.

Slightly parting her lips, she allowed Marissa to slither her tongue into her mouth, and reciprocated by pushing her own tongue forward to meet hers, sliding against it and making its way into her roommate's mouth.

As they begin to make out with increasing passion, their tongues intertwining and slurping together, April found her hands wrapped tightly around Marissa's waist and instinctively working their way down to her hips, caressing her soft ass cheeks over her short leather skirt. Marissa moaned, pushing herself further into April's arms, her own hands sliding to her chest and kneading her breasts over the sports bra.

April, stimulated by Marissa's touch, is driven to explore further as she slid her hands under her skirt, running her fingers along the texture of the fishnet stockings and making their way up to her panties. April pressed two fingers between her roommate's thighs, surprised to find a wetness already seeping through the lacy fabric as Marissa let out a muffled squeal.

April had never before thought of her roommate in a sexual way, but now found herself entranced by Marissa's arousal, her body twitching and squirming, begging to be touched, to be caressed, to be ravaged.

April found herself plunging deeper without thinking, pushing the panties aside and sliding two fingers into the horny goth girl's waiting labia, already warm and moist and sticky. April slid her fingers across the length of Marissa's eager, dripping pussy and begin rubbing her clit with a thumb. Marissa let out another squeal as her body seized, her slit twitching tightly against April's fingers, her own hands pushing under the sports bra and squeezing April's sweat-drenched tits, softly pinching her hardened nipples between her fingers as she massaged April's breasts in her palms.

This time it was April who let out a muffled squeal as they use their hands to explore each other. April hooked one finger into Marissa's pussy, sliding it in and out and savoring the warm sticky fluid slurping against it. Marissa broke the kiss and pull her head back, letting out a lust-filled yelp and immediately throwing a palm over her mouth to stifle the sound.

"Oh god this is so hot, Marissa. Why hadn't you made a move on me before?"

"How could I, when all you could talk about was Leon?"

Marissa panted slowly, her pale face showing a soft, timid blush.

It finally occurred to April that she had never seen Marissa with any guys, nor heard her talk about any guys. Marissa was, in fact, into women- in particular, her.

April had been a fool. She had been so obsessed with seducing the campus heartthrob, that she completely overlooked the gorgeous, dark-haired beauty yearning for her this entire time.

Well, no more.

Before they knew it, April and Marissa had stripped each other completely naked with only their socks on. Marissa sat in a reclined position on a stack of gym mats stored under the bleachers, her fishnet-clad legs spread-eagled with April's face buried greedily between her thighs. Marissa let out continuous gasps, moans, and whimpers, her body squirming sensually as April knelt in front of her, pushing her legs open with her gripping hands and twirling her tongue in the warmth of her throbbing pussy, slurping up her creamy love juice. As April ate out her roommate, she pleasured herself by furiously rubbing her own pussy. She thrusted her tongue forward, pushing it deeper in.

Marissa let out a squeal and threw her head back, violently twisting her hip and knocking her little handbag to the floor. April glanced up to see a small silvery object roll out of Marissa's bag.

"What's this?"

She pulled her head back and reached down to retrieve it, examining the small, silver, lipstick-shaped object as it glimmered faintly in the dark. Marissa gasped softly and remained silent.

"Wait, don't tell me...Is this...?"

April glanced up at her roommate, incredulous at her for carrying around such a lewd object around campus. An impish smirk surfaced on April's face.

The next moment, Marissa is laying on her back atop the stack of gym mats with April's thighs perched over her face. April face-rides her, gyrating her hips sensually while going to work between Marissa's out-spread legs, pressing the little silver stick against her roommate's clit. Marissa's thighs twitched and tensed as the vibrator buzzed away, sending jolts of stimulation into her groin and causing her pussy to gape and clench, oozing out her creamy love juice. As April pleasured her, Marissa returned the favor by dipping her head forward, sinking her tongue deep into April's waiting pussy, pushing aside the flaps and twirling around inside her, savoring the moist warmth of April's love canal.

"Oh god yes."

April threw her head back and let out an erotic squeal, her eyes rolling back with intense pleasure as Marissa ate her out. With one hand she continued to grind the vibrator against Marissa's clit in a small, circular motion. With the other hand she kneaded one of her own breast, twirling the nipple between her fingers. April felt herself reaching on the verge of climax and heard a loud muffled cry between her legs. She glanced down and saw Marissa's petite body twitching violently, her thighs quivering intensely before a burst of squirt erupted from her pussy, soaking the mats beneath. April eagerly dipped her head and buried her face between her roommate's thighs as the squirt splashed into her face and hair. Almost immediately, she reached her own orgasm as her pelvis clenched tightly, a warm burst erupting from her love canal, spraying all over Marissa's face as her roommate lapped up the fluid.

As the two roommates-turned-lovers collapsed in a heap of heavy pants and gasps, April crawled over to lay beside Marissa, whose gorgeous face glistened with vaginal fluid as her glazed eyes timidly met April's.

"So how did my 'April Fresh' taste?"

"Oh god it was soo good. Did I taste good too?"

April gave her a soft nod as the two shared a light-hearted giggle, dipping their faces forward to make out one more time.

As they got dressed and snuck out of the gymnasium together, April turned to ponder for a moment why Leon never passed through here.

But that no longer mattered, because she got Marissa instead.

April had been a fool, but not anymore. She now realized what she wanted was right there all along.

As the girls let the gymnasium door shut behind them, two shadowy figures emerged from under the bleachers on the opposite side.

"Oh, so

that's

why I saw April in the weight room today."

Leon stepped out and combed a lock of curly hair away from his face, slipping his shirt over his bare, chiseled body. He turned to the figure walking up behind him.

"Good thing they were so noisy, otherwise they might have noticed us getting it on. Huh, Jules?"

Behind him, pulling up a pair of pants and baring a set of well-defined chest muscles, a tall, dark-skinned young man stepped forward with a grin, wrapping his sturdy arms around Leon's waist from the back as they share a deep, passionate kiss.