Fitness Femmes Chapter 1

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between young adult women. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18, do not read it.

Fitness Femmes -1-

In the greater Los Angeles area, there is a very large community of female bodybuilders and fitness models. Really, the best in the world live in Southern California.

Bodybuilding has, just like anything else, its share of favoritism and politics. But the beauty of the sport: the workouts, the competition, the dieting, keeps attracting young women from all walks of life. Sophia Greenberg was one such girl. Her mother Cary, at age 33, had built a toned and muscular body capable of winning or placing highly at the state and local levels.

Sophia was Cary's only child and was named after the Italian movie star, Sophia Loren, whom Cary had always worshipped. As a thirteen-year-old that had first attended one of the local meets where Cary competed, Sophia caught the body building bug. She adored her mother and sat in the middle of the crowd with a friend, wide-eyed at the steady procession of fit and fabulous females parading in the skimpiest of bikinis across the stage.

When she got home, she went right to her room masturbated. Then, she put on a pair of tight black fitness shorts and a bright blue t-shirt proceeded to the basement to workout in Cary's home gym. She looked in the mirror and fantasized about doing a routine on stage, like her mom. She came upstairs all sweaty and Cary asked her about her first workout.

"I did four sets of pushups, ten each set," said Sophia. "Four sets of crunches, twenty each. Four sets of curls with ten pounds, fifteen each. Four sets of squats, with no weight, thirty each set. And four sets of jumping jacks, 100 each. I know that it's not as much as you do, but it's a start, isn't it.?"

"My god, that was your first serious workout, right?" asked Cary.

"Yes mam!"

"All I can say is 'wow, just wow'," said Cary, "That was a heck of a workout young lady. Why don't we sit down tomorrow and design a program for you. Although, you'll probably blow through it in a few weeks. You're a natural."

"Thank you, mother," said Sophia. "I've learned it by watching the best—you!"

"Come over here my love," said Cary, and she proceeded to give her the sexiest mouth kiss that she had ever received. When they separated, Cary looked in Sophia's eyes and saw the mix of lesbian love and lust. "Hmmm," she thought, "she's right on schedule."

Sophia was bitten by the fitness craze and, little did she know, by the attraction of women. The ingenue noted all the feminine curves and wanton outfits of the fitness women, and she wanted that. Really, she wanted to be like her mom in all things, including loving girls. Her mom was very popular among the fitness ladies and women in general in the LA area. She had never been married, having Sophia by artificial insemination when she was twenty-one.

Soon they were working out together. Sophia was a sponge and absorbed her mother's coaching and the example she set with her stage presence and her self-control around food. Sophia now accompanied her mother on everything fitness-related, lending an assist in getting Cary ready to compete. When she volunteered to help her with makeup at meets, her mother was ecstatic. She was readily accepted in the locker room by all the super-hot ladies with whom Carey rubbed shoulders. She was even asked out by a couple, though her mother's standard response was "in a couple of years." They were shocked to find out that she was only thirteen.

Sophia got into a rhythm with her workout within a couple weeks, something that impressed her mother greatly. For her basic fitness Sophia didn't really need coaching but Cary added the aesthetics. Cary was enamored of Sophia's body, remembering her schoolgirl days.

Sophia was already five foot two inches tall and ninety pounds of pre-teen beauty. Her torso had the tan lines of a beach bunny, and she was a Mediterranean beauty with big brown eyes. Before her next birthday Sophia started to show the beginnings of the "cut up" look of a female fitness model. She followed her mom's example and kept her pussy and other areas shaved (although she did experiment with letting her armpit hair grow for a few weeks). She was, in short, a young goddess: extremely cute and with a body that caught the attention of boys and girls. Besides, the confidence she was gaining from her work in the mirror and on stage was remarkable.

One day she confronted her mother as to why there were no males around.

"Mom, where are the men in your life," asked Sophia. "I mean, I know that you had me with sperm of a Jewish doctor. But don't you like men?"

"Very observant of you, my darling," said Cary. "You see, I'm a lesbian, which means I only date women. I don't think of men that way and frankly, I don't have much respect for them. Someday soon, perhaps, you'll decide one way or another. Whether you choose males or, like me, female bodybuilders to date, I'll be there for you."

So, there it was. She was a proud lesbian, but she was going to give Sophia the freedom to choose. But little did Sophia know that Cary was stacking the deck...in favor of Sophia being a lesbian. Cary's girlfriends already greeted Sophia with mouth kisses and occasional feels of her young ass. Cary looked away when girlfriends enjoyed a quick molding of her B Cup breasts (although, it seemed to Sophia, much more regularly of late). In any case, Sophia loved the attention. She went on the Internet to research "lesbian" and discovered, much to her pleasure, the beautiful world of lesbian porn.

She had already had her first period a few months ago, and her mom spent a lot of time making sure Sophia totally understood all the ramifications of becoming a woman. One of the most moving discussions they had had was that of virginity, and Sophia was looking to get past that barrier to enjoy sexual feelings that were beginning to overwhelm her.

"Mom, when did you lose your virginity?" she asked her one day.

"I was your age when we did it. Young women nowadays are growing up a lot faster than my generation," said Cary. "My older sister took mine and I'll always be thankful to her. Is it something that you want to do sooner, rather than later?"

"For sure, one hundred percent," exclaimed Sophia. "Like now, or sooner."

"He, he," laughed Cary. "I would love to be the one to take yours."

"Mom, I would love that," said Sophia. "Can we do it, like now?" She had seen the videos on xvideos.com and was ready.

"Absolutely. Let's take a shower together, and then we'll go to my bedroom and fuck each other with strapons," said Cary. "Before we do anything, though, I'll have you take an Aleve pill. It will take the edge off the pain."

It was the first shower they'd shared since Sophia was ten. Cary was besotted with the concept of fucking her daughter and kissed her deeply when she joined her in the shower. Cary was committed to making a woman out of her daughter, and lapped at her cunt until she came.

They toweled off, making mewling sounds as they primped a little in front of the big bathroom mirror. They made faces of working out and performing. It was serious bonding for the girls.

Cary patted the center of the bed and Sophia was quick to comply. Sophia was now a committed lesbian, and she was on a natural "high" on what her mother was about to do.

"I just want to say I love you mom," said Sophia. "The little bit of pain is worth it to be with you tonight!"

"My love," said Cary, as she moved in naked for a kiss. "You have no idea how much this means to me."

Cary got her magic box out and chose a slim pride dildo, about seven inches in length and with no hint of male sexuality. She wore her black strapon panties and inserted the dildo though its opening in the front. She looked like a goddess, a goddess on a mountain top, the summit of beauty and love.

She flipped two switches: one to her favorite lesbian playlist of tunes and the other, to her big screen TV showing two fit women doing what they were going to do: strapon fucking. The mood was set for Sophia; she was so ready, her adult cunt and clit, so wet.

"This is going to be easy," Cary said. "I'll start by warming you up with my tongue and then with the strapon for a bit. Then we'll confirm what it is that I'm about to do, and I'll do it. It will hurt at first. You know, the hymen is being torn, but it will fade into a dull throbbing and you, my dear, will have taken the final steps to being a woman. Capiche?"

"Yes mam, I have it," said Sophia. She was very confident in her mother's sexual prowess (and in her own sexuality).

She then engaged in some wonderful tonguing of Sophia's cunt. She was loudly mewling as she ate and drank her daughter's nectar, spilling out of her pussy so freely. She used some lube to coat the dildo and then generously applied some to her pussy, making sure to get some deep. She entered her, not exceeding a couple inches.

Warmups were over; it was the time for the main act. She halted at the one-inch mark, looking her daughter right in the eye.

"You want this Sophia," said Cary. "See you on the other side." Then she thrust mightily for the bottom of young pussy where she stayed the next minute or so.

There was a slight delay, but Sophia said, "Oh mom, shit, owiee shit," she cried. But she didn't tell her to take it out. Cary didn't answer her but licked her tears in solidarity.

There was a little blood on the outside of her cunt as she drew out a little more on the dildo. Cary reached down and scooped it up, swallowing it with a lewd smile on her face. Sophia was quiet as she resumed her penetrating with long, steady strokes. After ten strokes, her daughter started responding with her own thrusts.

"See, that's all there is to it," said Cary. "Now, you'll be able to enjoy this wonderful gift of ours. You can go out and fuck whoever you want to."

*****

Cary, of course, had a steady parade of female companions that came to their house. Lately, however, the ladies all remarked at what a fine young woman Sophia had become. She and Sophia were now lovers, and she was at first reluctant to share the love. It was inevitable that that would change.

Cary's favorite bonding activity took place in front of their huge workout mirror in the basement. Sophia often asked for coaching in her workouts, and Cary was eager to comply. The feeling was a frisson for them both as Cary stepped right behind her, grinding into her ass while feeling her tits or massaging her cunt. Oh my.

One of the things that set Cary apart was her willingness to take judges of the bodybuilding meets to bed. There was a lot of politics at the competitions, and the practice of sleeping with the judges was commonplace. While she was a great competitor and totally hot, the edge that she gained by making love to the leadership of the meets set her apart. Now, the same women were dying to make love to Sophia too.

She and Sophia had been exclusive lovers for two months when she asked Sophia if she would like to join in a tryst she had set up with the main judge of an upcoming meet. Sophia jumped at the opportunity.

"You mean have me join you two on Friday?" asked Sophia. "I would love that."

"Oh, daughter of mine, I would love it too," said Cary with a husky voice, dripping with lesbian lust. "It's the kind of thing that you just have to show up to. Audrey will just adore you. Just go with the flow and it will be perfect." Sophia's voice dropped an octave too, without her noticing the change.

"You mean, you think I'm ready for the big stage," said Sophia, whose voice also dropped. "I can't wait to meet Audrey and fuck her brains out. Oh mom, you always want what is best for me. Can we fuck tonight?"

"Oh my god, where did you come from, you lesbian slut?" laughed Cary.

*****

The Friday before the big competition rolled around and Sophia was bonkers. The plan was that Cary would proceed to bed with Audrey and then Sophia would slip into the room. The only thing she wanted to know was what the best perfume was, Dior or YSL. Cary had a thing for her Dior scent.

Audrey and Cary were in the bedroom for a good ten minutes when Sophia slipped into the bed and started kissing Audrey.

"What's this? Oh my, it's your daughter," said Audrey. "You're sure you're OK with this?"

"Love, it's the least I could do for you," said Cary. "It's the same as my being in bed with Charlotte, your daughter three years ago. Except she was a virgin. But I took care of that, gladly. Oh, I relive that bedroom session often."

Audrey, a former Ms. Orange County, and a competitor at most of the same meets that Cary had registered for, was the same age as Cary. Skin, hair, eyes, and musculature: perfection. Sophia had seen her around and was weak in the knees when she did.

Her mouth was watering and her pussy a swamp as she slid in beside her.

Audrey began to kiss Sophia aggressively, who was thrilled that the golden goddess looked favorably upon her. Cary was glad that she was being ignored and thought that all Audrey's talk about liking younger girls was a thing. She knew she would place well at the competition and that Audrey would be back for more sex, much, much more.

Audrey asked Sophia what she craved, and she quickly said, "Strapon sex. I've never been with a boy, but they say it's no comparison to the fucking the women give."

"That's for sure darling," Audrey said. "Why do you think I turned from boys in high school? I couldn't take their sad performance. Your mother is the perfect example of what laying with the girls could be like. No comparison."

Cara had a new dildo on her nightstand, a big dildo in pride colors. "This is for you, Audrey," Cary said. "She loves getting fucked."

The harness and big nine-inch dildo were soon around Audrey, and, although Sophia didn't really need any lube, she got a generous dollop inside and out of her pussy. Cara let the two of them get started and then joined in by kissing Sophia tits and occasionally her mouth. Audrey cried out,

"Oh, she's so tight. Aahhhh. God, she is perfection. Aahhhh. Thank you for sending the fruit of your womb to me. Delish."

For her part, Sophia was regularly closing her eyes and imagining all kinds of lewd scenes from porn sites. But none better than one she was participating in, the shagging of the Ms. California 2009 runner-up. By the way, don't feel sorry for Audrey. She slept with the winner the night before the swimsuit competition and final voting. She could (and usually did) fuck any girl.

Since Sophia was on all fours, Cary thought of a way to let Sophia eat her out. She got on her back and spread her legs and scooched up to where Sophia's head was. Sophia opened her eyes, and she recognized a gift when she saw it; she immediately lowered her mouth to Cary's soaking wet pussy.

Audrey slowed her pace a bit, allowing Sophia to drop her face to Cary's cunt and her without too much interference from her fucking motion. Cary, meanwhile, stared into Audrey's eyes knowing how much she loved what she was doing. All three of the women were exactly where they were supposed to be, doing what they loved.

Audrey was slapping Sophia's ass with her right hand. She grabbed her on the side too, pinching the delicious skin and fat and saying,

"How 'ya like getting your pussy fucked you baby dyke? You like it, huh? Do you love it, you lesbo slut?"

Sophia laughed a belly laugh, telling her, "Aahhh, yeah, it's so good mama, keep it going it, keep fucking me."

Even Cary got into it, telling Sophia, "Spoken like a true dyke, you whore. You're so good Sophia, so grown up. Make me proud."

"At-a-girl, talk sexy to me you dirty cunt," cried Audrey. "I'm going to have to take you home and fuck you all night long. Can I do that Cary, can I take her home? She is fresh pussy, unsullied cunt. What joy she could bring me, and I her."

"Oh my god, it feels so full Audrey," said Sophia. "I'm yours. Do with me as you would your lady lovers."

"Thwack, thwack," sounded throughout the house as Audrey picked up the pace.

"Aw, she's so ready," cried Cary. "She's already a fitness queen and a fucking machine. She knows what she likes and from here, it looks like she's liking you. Aahhh. It's her call though. Aahhh."

"Uhnn, mom, I definitely want more of this, Aahhhh," said Sophia, picking up her head from her mother's cunt.

It had been quiet for a while when Cary drew her thighs around Sophia and let out a groan. "Oh god, I'm cumming. Fuck, I'm cumming. What you do to me Sophia, you dyke." Both her hands were grabbing the bed sheets and her head wagged from side to side. She lasted another minute or so and then she was quiet.

Audrey cried, "Look what you do. You make everyone cum, you lesbian princess. Damn Sophia." Sophia had never been prouder at that moment in her thirteen, soon to be fourteen years. The women validated her life's decision, for sure. Sophia experienced a frisson of overwhelming joy and started to cum herself.

"Oh baby, aahhhh, here it comes, look out, aahhhh," said Sophia. "It's too much, muaahhhh." Her lover Audrey kept it going, the ass play, the clit stimulation, and, of course, the Vag penetration. It was old hat to her, but it was new every time she was fucking a special younger woman.

"That's it, get it Sophia, get it girl," Audrey said, and Sophia got it, and then got it some more. Her orgasm came in waves, and, whether you call it multiple orgasms or one big long one, it's all the same. She was squeezing her pussy as tight as possible− so tight that Audrey had to stop. Energy flowed to her and to Cary from Sophia's magic pussy. Her woman's cunt was the star of the show.

In the afterglow they chatted and told of sexual adventures. "We know that the girls are starting younger than ever, and that they are bigger and stronger than our generation. But damn, you are really something," said Audrey. "You know that don't you, Sophia?"

"Kinda, but it's so nice to hear it from you," said Sophia. "OK, true confessions. I have been going to a ninth grader's house and fucking Kelly, my newest girlfriend. Sorry mom. She's on the basketball team and she's bigger than me and we do everything. But she says that I fuck like a high school upperclassman, and she should know. So, I appreciate what you're saying, Audrey."

"You have my permission to get with any girl you want," said Cary. "Let the spirit move you. You're welcome to do them here or at their place. You'll do your part in breaking the Christian stranglehold on families. And, I hope you have some great tea parties and fun sleepovers. And dear, let's be open about it. When have I denied you anything sexual?"

"I know mom, I'm sorry," said Sophia. "I just wanted to spread my wings a bit."

"Apology accepted, but not really necessary," said Cary. "You're doing exactly what I did in eighth grade. Get out there and meet the fuckable girls."

"It's not how it used to be," Audrey said to Cary. "Do you know what I mean? We used to sneak around, get it when we could. It must be fun out there for the schoolgirls."

"My school is like heaven," said Sophia. "There are so many gay girls, and so many gay teachers. The gay teachers all knew I was gay before I did. I think that's funny."

"I love younger girl's, truth be told," said Audrey. "The innocence, the freshness just excites me so much. I bet your gay teacher friends are just dying to get with you, darling."

"There is one like that," said Sophia. "She's hot as hell and she knows it, but she is very approachable. I think she's twenty-seven, and she's the queen bee. Even the older ones, like the thirty and forty something teachers and librarians, follow her lead. Like she gets first dibs on the hot girls when they come out. She's already bugging me, he he."

"Hey, let's take it easy on the 'older ones' idea," said Audrey. "I'll be there soon enough, and honey, I don't feel old. At all. Do I look old to you, Sophia."

"Hell no," said Sophia.

"Honey, you won't get into trouble with the hot teacher," said Cary. "But it can still be embarrassing, if you get my drift. The twenty-seven-year-old, she is taking on all the risk, but she knows that. She could lose her job."

"Yes, I do," said Sophia. "It is tempting; she is tempting. She's fucking beautiful and, what's the word, beguiling. Oh, is she beguiling."

*****

Sophia had turned into a lesbo slut, turning girls, doing teachers, fucking the fitness girls. She always came back to Cary as her source of strength. Her workouts were going great, as predicted, and she began to enter shows and get all kinds of marketing gigs. Mother and daughter were as close as ever, even though they weren't exclusive. It was the summer before eighth grade and she took after Cary, winning her share of competitions.

She was in the lesbian network, and she didn't have to work for dates: they came to her. The only thing was that her breasts weren't growing much, sort of a generous B cup. That was the price she had to pay for being a young fitness model, Cary told her. Her serious work ethic, all the pushups and jumping jacks, mysteriously put breast growth on hold. She wondered what to do about that.

She was now doing commercials and marketing work for the burgeoning fitness industry. One day, in August, she was doing a shoot for an ad campaign that a protein drink company had developed at a nearby beach. There was a twenty-four-year-old that was the director/producer and Sophia had hit it off with her. Sophia was the kind of talent that only had to be told something once, which was a much appreciated by the directors at the shoots. The word had gotten out about the wunderkind from Irvine.

"OK, that's a wrap," said Susanne. "Good job everyone, and make sure Spencer has you your stats. You'll see your pay in two weeks." That would mean $1,000 for a Saturday's work. Not bad for a thirteen-year-old.

"Sophia, can I see you for a second hon," said Susanne, stepping toward the marketing tent. Everyone else was going home. "As you know your mother had a shoot to do, and she asked that I see you get a ride home."

"That's right," said Sophia. "I have a book to read and can keep myself busy until you're ready to take me."

"Super, it will be about thirty minutes," said Sophia. "You did great today. The camera really likes you and I love your attitude. Come here and give me a hug."

Sophia jumped up and air kissed Susanne on both cheeks and then waited for a reaction. Susanne had a lewd grin on her face, and she pulled Sophia into the marketing tent. The crew had gone to the van for a much-needed break.

The next moment had Susanne on her knees in the sand pulling down Sophia's shorts, revealing that she had no panties on and that her large vulva was shaved and swollen and gleaming. Susanne's blood pressure dropped; she was in heaven. And, as she breathed in Sophia's arousal, reached out with her tongue, and sampled Sophia's nectar, and found it to exceed all expectations.

"Mmmm girl, you're delicious, just like I knew you would be," said Susanne. "Thslurp, thslurp. So fine."

"You are too my dear," said Sophia. "You are so hot. You're a gay girl's dreamboat." Her hands were lost in Susanne's blond hair.

The marketing director was a UCLA graduate and had been a confirmed lesbian for ten years. Sampling the talent was something she was accustomed to, and it was generally understood that you just went along with it. Except for Sophia. She sought it out and could match Susanne's confidence and her intensity.

They went behind some folded up tables, both girls getting undressed in a flash. Their nakedness revealed their souls as they put towels down on the ground and attacked each other in a flurry of lesbian lust. Sophia was a little jealous of Susanne's breasts, big bouncy ones that didn't need a bra (she didn't wear one). With her left had caressing her tits, her right hand had found her pussy and was jilling it properly. Susanne was a mirror of Sophia tits and cunts under her hands and had Sophia begging for more.

"Aahhhh, I love your goddam pussy, so creamy, so big," said Susanne. "Can I suck it?"

"Please," said Sophia. "Make me cum darling. A day on this beach with all you beauties has me dying for release."

Suzanne crawled down her body, giving small kisses as she went. A little buss on the breasts, a butterfly kiss on her stomach and belly button, more busses on her upper thighs and her pussy. Sophia was going crazy. But then, that was the point, wasn't it?

Suzanne took one long lick from Sophia's asshole to the middle of her clit. And then did it again and again. Sophia was already pre-orgasmic, writhing on the towels, mewling a steady flow of female sexual gibberish.

Suzanne started to jill Sophia's clit, giving it the up and down motion that she loved done to her. Sophia's clit was big, and the helmeted little boy was out and proud. She chose to alternate jilling her cunt with two fingers and letting her tongue and lips work their magic.

"Aahhhh fuck, you know how to get a girl off quickly, Suzanne, Aahhhh," said Sophia. She was edging, ready to fall into a huge orgasm.

"That's it dear, thsluurrpp," said Suzanne. "If you every come to my place we'll take it nice and slow, thsluurrpp, thsluurrpp."

"How about today, baby. How about right now?" cried Sophia.

"Oh honey, I'd love to," mewled Susanne. "Why don't you go to the car and wait for me. I'll only be a few minutes."

When Susanne got to the car Sophia was waiting, her pussy still hot and swampy and her mouth hotter still. She was overcome with lust. Susanne got in the driver's seat, first noting there were no children in the immediate vicinity. She and Sophia made out with intense feelings, never leaving the parking spot.

"Oh, I don't know what's come over me," mewled Sophia. "I'm just so horny for you." She got into the driver seat too, facing Susanne, who put the seat back. She took her top off and showed her lovely B Cups. Suzanne put her hands on them and her mouth between, licking, biting, making unearthly sounds. Susanne laughed to herself, not having had such a horny girl for a long time. Sophia's whole being was trying to enter Susanne through her mouth as she kissed her long and hard.

Susanne reached under Sophia's shorts and found her pussy and the whole mons just a swamp. She jilled her and fucked her clit with her opposite thumb. A minute later Sophia froze in place and came very hard. It must have been the athlete in her that inspired such lust, that wanton drive to be with another dyke and to have to best sex ever. They were in the car in the same positions for at least twenty minutes.

Two straight girls happened by and peeked in the driver's seat. They couldn't believe what they saw: two beautiful girls fucking, face to face, totally consumed with one another, oblivious to their surroundings. Those two were never the same. They went to the older girl's house, and, since her parents were out of town, fucked each other for the first time, thinking about the Suzanne and Sophia in the car. Though their story is not told here, Sophia often wondered what happened to them as she made eye contact and smiled lustfully.

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