Lesbian - The gym buddy

As I kissed her good-bye and got back into my car, the events of the night had not really hit me.

Both she and I were self-employed, night-owl types who happened to visit the same 24-hour gym at around the same time for the past few months. We'd shared idle "Hello"'s and the occasional chit-chat in the locker room despite my little crush on her. I had always been a pushover for tall blondes, and I had always tried to properly approach her, but we hadn't ever talked until I punched her in the face.

Now, hold on, let me take a few steps back- I'm not a potential-wife-beater, I promise. I was on a treadmill, listening to my music, mildly zoned out with my eyes half closed. I felt a little twinge in my arm, and stretched out to soothe it, and then realized... my hand had just clocked poor little Hannah square in the eye.

"Jesus! I was just going to ask you what you were listening to, you don't need to get violent." she mumbled at me, the slight lilt of laughter at the end of it.

I paniced, immediately. Nearly fell over myself to get off the machine and run to grab her some ice. Next thing you know, we were in the locker room near the sinks- I was furiously trying to make the situation better, and she was laughing at my sheer awkwardness at trying to make up for an accident. She made some offhanded comment about how I looked cute when I blushed, and without a thought I responded with "Well, even with a black eye you're still beyond fuckable dear." The instant it came out of my mouth, I froze. She looked... confused, but not offended.

"Oh, really?" she replied, with a little smirk. She leaned in close, her full breasts pressing against mine as her lips brushed against my ear and she whispered, softly- "If I'm so fuckable, why are you still clothed right now?"

There was no more thinking at that point. I'd done this in my head a million times before, the miniscule risk of being caught was nothing in comparison to being able to fuck the girl who had driven me wild for months. Her hands were already around my hips, tugging my shirt up, our lips pressed together hungrily with no words exchanged- just moans. She had already gotten my clothes on the floor before I had even managed to snake my hands up her shirt to tug her bra loose, the weight of her supple breasts heavy against my palms when I moved to caress them, tenderly squeezing her  nipples- enciting a gentle chirping moan of approval from her.

I all but ripped her tight running shorts down her legs, my fingertips brushing against the damp lace of her panties. She was certainly enjoying this...

I pulled my lips off of hers, moving down to the tender flesh of her neck to bite and suckle, intending fully to leave her skin marked with my insatiable lust. Her legs buckled and shook, the dirty little whore within her fully enjoying the feel of teeth on her flesh. This was a feature I would surely exploit at a later date, but for now... those panties.

I hooked a finger around the waistband and tugged them off her hard, the smooth cloth reluctant to pull off of her wet, warm skin. I felt her legs part, and my fingertips found their way to her inner thigh, dancing in small circles.. a gentle tease, bringing needy whispers between her panting moans. My fingertips moved in a slow line towards her exposed sex, pressing my middle finger between her slit and reveling in the indescribeable heat and slick of her pussy. My thumb rubbed against her tender little clit, each touch making her twitch and clutch onto me. I had barely begun to touch her, and she was already digging her nails into my back in need.

I loved it.

With one quick movement, I pushed her backwards onto the counter, her cute little ass dangling off the edge, standing between her long legs and smiling down at her as she tried to tug me towards her, her body hungry for the contact of skin on skin. I dropped to my knees between her legs, eying her pretty little snatch... Nothing but a small landing strip concealing her flesh from my eyes. My lips touched her inner thigh, and the scent of her arousal send shivers down my spine. The tease that I am, I slid my tongue just barely on the edge of her needing slit. Her hands grasped by hair and pulled me into her, and I responded with a gentle bite of her clit and a slow, lusty lick of her flesh. She shuddered, and I latched my lips around her throbbing clit.

I had only been suckling on her pussy for a few minutes and she was already writhing and whispering that she was getting close. I wanted to taste her cum, I needed to... Without a second thought, I slid my fingers into her tight little cunt, fucking her relentlessly while my tongue danced around her clit. In, what felt like only seconds, she let out a passionate cry of pleasure and I could feel the muscles within her tense, shudder, and throb as she came... I hungrily lapped up every drop of her sex that I could, moving up to her so she could lick my fingers clean. We kissed for a few moments, and that was that...