Fitness Femmes Chapter 2

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 -2-

Pretty maids all in a row. That is how Sophia Greenberg thought about and felt high school. She did about two to three maids, every week. It was lovely; they were lovely and tasted fine. She was midway through her junior year, and everything was going great, except she slept rather unevenly most nights. She was considering medical advice for it.

Her marketing gigs just kept coming in and the money was easy. As predicted, she had become very "cut up": she looked as athletic as most male athletes. Her workouts were a bit less intense, if only because she had been doing them for years. She did a gym work out a couple times a week and ran or biked two or three days as well. She even grew boobs in the last year and was now a D-Cup.

Her face seemed older than her seventeen years. Somehow, she looked just like her mother Cary with a very mature bone structure. She was being cast in a variety of marketing shoots, from cosmetics to swimwear. There were even porn producers vying for her attention, something that she took seriously, if only as another "data point" for future endeavors. She could not officially do porn shoots until her 18th birthday. She thought she was going to try it but had to decide if she was going to go "lesbian only." There were bigger payouts for those who would be cast alongside men.

She attracted older girls: 20, 25, 30 years old. She truly looked 25, and she sort of acted that age. She was a Goldstar lesbian and proud of it, and Southern Cali was the hottest place in the world for a beautiful seventeen-year-old lesbian. For a long time, she kept a journal of her sexual exploits, but the demands on her time led her to quash the practice. She thought that, in the five years since she had her deflowering with her mother Cary, there had been at least 200 women she had been with. "That's a ton of chica's," she thought.

And she had turned so many. She was a one-girl wrecking crew for the gay community, wrecking all the straight girls and their straight Christian families. The day before she fucked a girl, effectively turning her into a bad girl, the girl was thinking about "church choir" or some other boring mainstream activity. The next day, she could not stop singing "Cuz All the Girls Do It" and looking for a girl to fuck. So much for family values.

She knew that was a lot of women, but the simple explanation was that she had a reputation for refusing to get involved with a long-term relationship. And that is what was mouth-wateringly attractive about her to the most desirable girls and women. You know, the really hot ones. Moneyed, sophisticated. Yeah, those girls.

*****

"Hey girl, nice to see you again," said Scarlett, as Sophia dropped her bag near the door.

"Will hello beautiful, so nice to see you too," Sophia said as she closed the gap to give Scarlett an air kiss.

Sophia's eighteenth birthday was coming up and she loved the idea of getting a little older. She was a very worldly girl. For instance, she had two checking accounts, one for her personal money, and the other for the expenses of her business. Same for credit cards: one for personal expenses and the American Express Gold Card for her business. Her mom had a trust for her and there was $150,000 or so in there. Her mom had set it up where she would receive one seventh of the assets for the seven years after her eighteenth birthday.

She spent money only on things that she would enjoy, but otherwise lived simply. In her closet for example, were only 8 pairs of pants and 20 blouses. She had kept her dresser similarly understocked. She owned about 15 pairs of shoes: dress shoes, sneakers, and boots. She rarely went shopping or even spent much time online. "It's a real time suck," she told one of her fellow models. Cary and her, however, went often to Victoria's Secret together. It was their secret.

Her dress size had changed hardly at all in the last few years. But her boobs caused her weight to jump by five pounds three years ago a couple years back, but it had only varied by a pound, either way, since.

She would love to go out to see girls and usually drove her own car, a 2020 Jeep Trailhawk. The Jeep was a bright orange, and people in her area got a kick out of seeing the orange machine on the road.

She was not ready to fall in love and was sort of a "Holly go Lightly" free-spirit.

Sophia would love to go out on a school night, and she had about a ton of girls on speed dial! Typically, after her homework and her workouts were done, she would reach out to some girl and see if anyone was down for getting a drink or just wanted some "company" for a while. Company of course meant sex. A drink meant using her fake ID and inviting one of her girls for a laid-back time at a local pub. She never got drunk; she just enjoyed the company of women. They would typically come over to Sophia's place to end their evening.

Sophia and Scarlett first met six months ago at a shoot in Malibu (of course) and they ended up in the basement bedroom of the rented house. Of course, they fucked, but they also truly liked each other and kept in touch. Scarlett was tempted to become a porn model and filled Sophia in on the details.

"Oh, you're so hot. Has anyone told you that today," said Sophia. She moved in for a kiss while putting both hands on her ass cheeks.

"No, you're the first," said Scarlett. "But hey, it's only eight-thirty in the morning." That's what Sophia loved about Scarlett. Not only was she super nice, but she was also the cockiest girl on this side of the Pacific. And she was so, so fine. She knew she would bed her at the end of the shoot. That day's shoot was at a rented house and yes, Scarlett and Sophia went exploring found a sexy bedroom in the back.

The girls went back to the front of the house and told a couple girls they were going to hang out in back and to call them if the director was looking for them. Of course, the girls they told knew what "hang out" in back meant, but it didn't phase them. They were both interns and both straight, but they had plenty of contact with lesbians and knew they couldn't keep their hands off one another.

They ran back to the bedroom, hand in hand, and started kissing and pawing at each other when the door was closed. Scarlett adjusted the window shades so that the room was bright, but the area of the bed was dark. They fell onto the bed and removed the other's clothes in stages: shirts, bras, skirts, panties. The girls quickly fell into a sixty-nine position. "Oh God, she so sweet," Scarlett thought.

"You haven't changed a bit," said Scarlett.

"Did you expect me too?" Sophia said.

"Not with your healthy lifestyle," said Scarlett. "You're a study in good health practices Sophia. I could really learn from you. I mean, look at me: I smoke and drink. While I'm doing that, you're setting world records for crunches. He he."

They made love rather quicky and without toys. They enjoyed each other's shaved cunt and licked and drank the cum trail that started deep within their pussies. Scarlett was so horny, her cunt was streaming cum which Sophia caught and swallowed, mostly. Sophia's cunt was basically a fountain which overflowed with her nectar and Scarlett fell into a pattern of licking her lover for a minute and then lapped up her cum.

Soon they were beckoned to the shoot by one of the straight girls. "Alas, were summoned," said Sophia. "We should find time to pick this up where we've left it. You did cum, darling. Yes?"

"You know I did," said Scarlett. "And you."

"Of course, my sweet," said Sophia. "Now, onto the business at hand."

*****

It had been about four years since Sophia had seen Audrey Smith. She had to do a double take to make sure it was her and then said,

"Oh my god, Audrey, nice to see you. How have you been my gurlfriend." She stepped into Audrey to give her a big air kiss. The feelings for her all came rushing back...the tender deflowering, the sex with her and her mom, the priceless guidance she gave her about the marketing shoots.

"Well, the goddess of Irvine, in the flesh," laughed Audrey. "I didn't expect you here, beautiful one."

"They're keeping me busy, that's for sure," said Sophia. She did not even see any wrinkles on Audrey. "How does she do it, she asked herself." It was the same old glamorous Audrey. Hot as ever.

Audrey didn't let Sophia go; she was still holding onto her arms. "My have you turned out to be other worldly my dear. Oh my," said Audrey. "Let me tell you why I'm here. It was the strangest thing. I was leaving my house, ready to turn right on Crest Rd. to go to do my shopping at Whole Foods, when a little voice told me there was someone who needed me down at Carla's. The last time that happened was eight years ago, and then I ignored it. Later I said, if it ever happened again, come hell or high water, I would not ignore it."

Sophia just looked at her. She was searching for something to say. She was blown away by Audrey's revelation. "Damn, I guess that means me," she thought.

Audrey had just turned thirty-six and life had been good for her. She worked as a model and fitness instructor, involved with some high-end consumer products. She was still single, and loving life, loving the younger girls that had crossed her path. She was a homewrecker too. So many young things just waiting for a big sister type to come along and set them on the path to lesbianism.

"Hey, let's get comfortable and get ourselves a drink," said Audrey. Sophia called the waitress over and ordered a Mimosa and Audrey ordered a Long Island Iced Tea.

"What are you up to, right now?" said Audrey.

"Right now, I'm just hanging out at this lesbian bar, Carla's, gazing into the eyes of the most beautiful woman I have known in my short life," said Sophia.

"You have a way with words. You always have," said Audrey. "No wonder you're never home when I call your mother. Everyone wants to hang with you."

"That's just the biz," said Sophia. "I'm hot right now, or so I'm told. I have an agent now too. Just last week she told me, and I quote, 'you're slow to speak and quick to listen. You're always fifteen minutes early to the shoots and you don't do drugs. You're a keeper.' I have that going for me."

"Hey, from what I hear, you've got the world in the palm of your hands," said Audrey. "Your mother said you get the best gigs. Peloton, Costco, LA Fitness. You're a supermodel. They must be paying you well."

"I'd say that's an accurate statement," said Sophia. "Too well, for what I do."

"Hey, let's forget 'for what I do'," said Audrey. "They are going for the most beautiful and most athletic model available, and that is Y.O.U., my darling. Whatever they pay you isn't enough. Tell your agent, or get a referral, to someone who handles actors. Just for fun. You know, Hollywood. On a related subject, how's your love life been."

The waitress came with their drinks, and they both settled back in their chairs to enjoy the scent of the place while sipping the cocktails. It was wonderful odor, but neither of them could identify it: it was clean with a hint of citrus, and full of raw energy.

"Well, I'm not pregnant and I've never been tempted to seek the arms of any boy," said Sophia. "But I feel that I can tell you...I'm longing for a relationship that lasts more than a few weeks. I'm beginning to look for the girl...I don't know what I'm saying, other than I'd like to meet someone who just wants me for me, not just a notch on her belt."

"Hmmm, I see," said Audrey. "I think what you're trying to say, is that most of the girls you meet just want to be able to tell their circle of gal pals that they did you. Does that about sum it up?"

"Yes. Part of the problem is is that I don't really have my own circle of close friends," said Sophia. "Doing all these shoots is great money, but it's pretty lonely. I kind of ignore my good friends, truth be told. Not sure I even have any at this point." Sophia's face showed the stress of being a beautiful girl living in the fast lane.

"Come here," said Audrey. Sophia scooted her chair to Audrey's and laid her head on her chest. She took a deep breath and then cried, for a long time. Quietly. As she settled into Audrey, she smelled her mother's favorite scent, Chanel N°5, that woody scent from her childhood. It was so comforting.

Audrey's embrace was a womb for her to curl up into; she felt so comfy in her arms. "How about me?" asked Audrey, softly. "Am I a good friend to you?"

Sophia lifted her head and stared into her eyes, then kissed her softly on the lips. After that kiss she looked into Audrey's face, with her wet eyes and said, "You're the bestest. Besides my mom, there is no one else even close. It tried to love some younger baes..."

"I think I should take you home to my place," said Audrey. "I don't need or want another notch in my belt, but I love you, my darling. Let's go to my place and reconnect. She took out a hundred-dollar bill and asked the waitress if that would cover it."

"Yes," the perky waitress said. "You guys go and have a good time." The tab was only forty-four dollars, but Audrey couldn't be bothered. She lived close by, and five minutes later they walked, hand in hand, to her condominium.

*****

As soon as they were safely behind closed doors, they kissed one another tenderly. Sophia didn't remember them saying anything and before she knew it, she was in Audrey's bed. Both girls were normally in a perpetual state of arousal and their cunts were flowing. Bras and panties were discarded, but it was not the usual fuckfest. They were going slowly, deliberately. Sophia was going with the flow; maybe there was something special here.

"Why don't we just cuddle for a while," said Audrey.

"Do let's," said Sophia. She was so ready to reconnect to the woman that made her a woman.

A thought crossed Sophia's mind. "Maybe this is what I've been missing. She was right under my nose. Age gap? What age gap? What, really, in an age gap?"

They got into Audrey's bed and held each other closely. After a while they got under the covers; then they both fell asleep. God it was beautiful: the mother figure, the daughter figure, entwined as one.

They woke up and had no idea what time it was. There was no light coming in the windows. Sophia reached up and kissed Audrey and they quickly shed their clothes. It was a sloppy kiss. She kissed her lips, then kissed just below her right eye. She kissed her lips the kissed her right breast. She kissed her lips, then crawled down her body and kissed her pussy. She kissed her pussy then began to lick her shaven cunt steadily.

"Oh, that's so nice, keep it going girlfriend," said Audrey. It was nice for Sophia, and she felt she was at home. She began to taste Audrey's nectar, flowing from her pussy. It tasted so good.

"God you are so fucking wet," said Sophia. "A veritable swamp down here. Thsluurrpp, thsluurrpp."

She got on her knees and patted Audrey's pussy. "Hmmm, a perfect pussy," she said. She used two fingers from her right hand to jill Audrey. She felt for her G-spot where she suspected it lay, on the roof of the tunnel. She tickled it. She made her fingers into a V and started going for Audrey's asshole. She slid in with out too much trouble; Audrey's cum was everywhere. She slowed down the jilling as she was now in her ass and her pussy.

"Whoa, my ass is loving it you dirty whore," said Audrey. "When you get done fingering it, I want you to eat that asshole."

"We are on the same page you dyke," said Sophia. Just to prove it, she rolled Susanne up in a ball with her ass up high and continued to jill her pussy and tweak her clit while she at her ass. "Thsluurrpp, thsluurrpp, it's so fucking tasty my love." Sophia started to mewl and moan into her ass. "Mmmm, mmm, it's so good."

Her lover gasped at the assault on her senses. She wasn't used to this. Her lovers were so, so pedestrian compared to Sophia.

Sophia's mind was blank; she was fucking Audrey on instinct, and she wouldn't stop until she came. She loved this woman and would do anything to please her; she would do anything for her. Audrey was significantly older than Sophia, but Sophia could not tell. All she could sense was that Audrey was so responsive. Audrey would cum she thought, and cum big.

"I am so close, Aahhhh," Audrey said. "Please keep going. Oh my, Aahhhh. Somehow you know exactly what I need my love."

"The sweet little girl has grown up a bit," murmured Sophia.

"Aahhhh, I'll say," said Audrey. "Aahhhh, Oohhhh. You're so fucking grown up." Audrey stood on the bed, giving Sophia maximum leverage. "Unhhhh, unhhhh. You bitch, keep going."

Audrey couldn't, or wouldn't, get the thought of "Mrs. Smith" out of her mind. It had been three years to the day since she had such a strong connection with Sophia. She had then fantasized about marrying Sophia but didn't push it.

"Maybe it wasn't a fantasy. Would I be the man, being older?" she reasoned. "How would that work. Or, would we both be the woman? Yes, that's it. We would both be the woman; neither of us dominant. I can see us now at our summer wedding, both in glorious white. And a small wedding! Maybe all lesbians, too. Mmmm."

"Aahhhh, I've got a tingle, keep going Mrs. Smith," said Audrey, unaware of what she just said.

Sophia paused for a second, loved what she heard, and quickened her pace. In and out of her cunt, up and down on her clit, her mouth and tongue fastened to her asshole. Audrey's cum was everywhere mixed on everything and mixing with her own. The bed was wet, the sheets, they're hands, faces, and bodies.

"Oh, I'm cumming," growled Audrey. Her knees got weak, and she and Sophia quickly got into a reverse cowgirl's configuration. "Oh yeah, yeah," she mewled. She ground her crotch into Sophia's faces, making small circles.

"God I'm cumming..." She shook all over, and grabbed Sophia's head, pulling her into her vagina. "Oh my God, Aahhhh, Oohhhh darling Aaaahhhhhhh." She was grinding away. She let go of Sophia's head and collapsed into the sheets.

Sophia could only do her with her fingers in her pussy and she slowed the pace. She looked at Audrey's face and saw the smile of her seemingly unconscious lover. Then she smiled in the glow of satisfaction as she abandoned her to the twilight of the afterglow. She crawled up Audrey's body, giving a loving kiss on both breasts and a butterfly kiss on her both eyes. Then she lay beside her, put her arm around her lover, and sighed a sigh of deep contentment.

When Audrey came around, she immediately asked, "What did I say Sophia? You must tell me."

"Other than cursing right through the great lesbian fucking, you said 'Mrs. Smith'," said Sophia. "You addressed it to me. Please tell me what you were thinking."

"Well, just before I went into my orgasm, I was thinking about us getting married," said Audrey. "We'll both wear white dresses, and we'll have an all-white wedding. And there was something else. Something that was kind of strange."

"There's nothing strange about the idea of us tying the knot," said Sophia. "That's not the usual way for the other party to find out though, he he. But what about your dream that was strange?"

"I thought we would have an all-lesbian wedding. No men," said Audrey. "Again, it was just a dream."

"Any wedding with you and I will be dreamy, darling," said Sophia. "I can see us now, standing in front of the minister, saying our vows. Why not girls only? It would be our wedding, our friends."

Sophia began to cry. "I need you in my life and I'm not going to let you go," said Audrey. "You're the one that I've been waiting for. I knew it since you crawled into your mother's bed with us. You're just like her, and yet you are your own woman. You are what I need in the core of my soul. You're always there for me, and I will be the same for you."

"We wouldn't be the first girls to marry with such an age gap and, darling, we won't be the last," said Sophia.

"Pardon my French but, 'Fuck No'," exclaimed Audrey.

"I know that we are almost exactly eighteen years apart," said Sophia. "Do you think I'm immature in any way? Is there a doubt in your mind that I won't be accepted by your friends? Tell me now!"

"My friends are going to be blown away by you," said Audrey. "They will accept you and love you and cherish you. Of course, they'll want me to share our bed with them. Ahh hahh hahhh."

"You're a bad, bad girl," said Sophie. "But, if they are anything like you, bring 'em on."

"Well, is this it?" said Audrey. "Did the half-assed proposal make sense to you."

"Tell me something Audrey," said Sophia. "My mother says you're rich. You drive a new BMW every four years, and you have a condo here and a vacation home somewhere. Is that true. If so, do you want a pre-nup? I think I'm going to be rich, but not sure how long it's going to take."

"My gut tells me 'No' to a pre-nup," said Audrey. "You've got money and you've got a future. You're sort of sacrificing years of your life to be with me."

"Gladly," said Sophia. "I am fully aware of what I'm doing."

"So where does that leave us," said Audrey.

"I left my phone in the car," said Sophia. "I want to call my mom to tell her the good news."

"And tell her what?" said Audrey.

"Tell her I said 'Yes' to a dream you had while orgasming," exclaimed Sophia. "I think she'll understand, and then go hysterically crazy."

"Oh my god, you slay me!" said Audrey. "You've got to promise to put me on the phone with her as soon as you've given her the good news." She handed her phone to Sophia, already ringing her mother's cell.

"Mom, I hope you're sitting down," said Sophia. "Is there a chair handy?"

There was a pause on Cary's end. "Now, good new or bad news daughter of mine?"

"It's good news, very very good news. It's the best ever. You see, I'm at Audrey's place...," said Sophia. She paused, unconsciously, for effect.

"Oh, do tell," said Cary. "Out with it." She had a very good feeling about this.

"The last time I was here was when she took me home from our place, after she took my cherry. Remember that?"

"How can I forget," said Cary. "It was the day you stepped into the life. So special to me."

"And me," said Sophia. "Now, she's asked me to marry her. She's here with me and we just slept together. I am at peace with my decision. I said 'YES' and we've been talking and I wanted to call you first."

Cary felt a big tingle in her pussy just then. She knew it was right and good and she had a vision of the three of them growing old...

"Oh wow, just wow," said Cary. "I don't know what to say...I'm tongue tied." Cary was quiet for a moment, and then spoke through her tears. "That is the best possible news I could ever get. Praise the Lord, ha ha ha. I'm so fucking happy for you my dear. She is the best person that I know, and I know a lot of great gals. What brought this about...so quickly?"

"I'm crying too...tears of joy," said Sophia. "I'm so light right now. Let me put her on, unhh, while I get some napkins."

"Can you talk to her?" said Sophia to a beaming Audrey.

"Absolutely," said Audrey. "Hello my dear Cary. Quite a shock, eh? It was for me too. But I want to do this right. Cary, can I marry your daughter? I'm ready to settle down and I want her more than anything. I think you know that."

"Oh yes, a thousand times yes," said Cary. "Was that what you were looking for?"

"That gives me tremendous peace," said Audrey. "And we've already discussed the age gap and friends and pre-nups. I don't know when, but soon we'll be married. She'll turn eighteen in a couple months, so sometime after that."

"I'm coming right over," said Cary. She had a marketing shoot to do later in they day, but she would give them a couple hours.

"Uh, make that in an hour," said Audrey. "I have to, you know, do her. OK?" Cary relented, laughing. Audrey handed the phone back to Sophia and the mother and daughter spent a minute basking in love's glow.

Cary told her that she was so proud of everything that she had done in life, and this was just one more way to make a life for herself that was her dream life. She said she would likely have some news for Sophia soon, but it was still a little premature and, "I don't want to jinx it with Madeline." Ironically, Sophia had met Madeline once, and she was a sophomore at USC. "What is it with these women. Robbing the cradle," she laughed to herself.

When Sophia hung up, she was very wet, and Audrey was too. The call with Cary couldn't have gone better, and Audrey told her so.

Audrey was the most physically developed lesbian she had known. Her pussy was big, and she hadn't even had any children. Her large inner lips hung down when she was standing, looking quite formidable. Her clit was very large; the head of her "penis" was already sticking out a half inch from the hood, and it was the size of a small marble. She obviously had more than her share of nerve endings because she was terribly orgasmic.

Yet, Sophia was right behind her and likely to catch up or surpass her when she was done growing. Sophia's "equipment" was already very mature looking: big pussy, hanging inner lips, a clit that, while not as big as Audrey's, was sizeable in its own right. The helmeted soldier normally separating from the hood of the clit by a half inch or so.

"What's your pleasure, my love," said Audrey. "You just have to name it, and I'm down."

"Let's trib," said Sophia. "I want to look at you, sort of up close and personal, while we fuck."

"Aw that a girl," said Audrey. "Going for the gold. I love tribbing. Love, love, love it. I'd suggest that you start on the bottom, if that's OK with you."

"I have a better idea," said Sophia. "Why don't we sixty-nine for a while, then move into tribbing?"

"I like the way you think darling."

The girls got into a sixty-nine and were quickly lost in each other's pussy. For both, the cream started flowing, like immediately. They were in love and made love from that new place for them. It could not have been more rewarding: she would break up the pattern with some tapping at Audrey's cunt.

The kink in them drew them to each other's assholes, too. Their tongues went round the portals and breached the sphincter. With such long tongues they were soon going deep into the dark places. Sophia was the first to use a finger, much to the delight of Audrey.

"Aahhhh, honey, I don't have to ask," she said. "That's one thing I love about you, just so you know, Aahhhh."

"The pleasure is all mine," said Sophia. "Thslurpp, thslurpp. You're so wet."

She would use her middle finger for a while, pushing it in deep and the wiggling it around. After three or four thrusts she would return to her tongue poking and jabbing into Sophia's hot ass. Soon she was switching the thumb with the finger. It couldn't go as far but was more creative. They were simultaneously climaxing in about fifteen minutes. It was so hot; a session they would recall often in the following years.

Their orgasms took place within one minute of each other. They were both "heads down" on the task at hand- making the lover cum. When they had had enough and given a lot, they rolled away from each other. Soon Audrey rejoined with Sophia by turning around to meet her lover face to face. In the afterglow they were hugging and kissing and laughing.

"Ha ha, you devil," said Audrey. "You remembered what I love."

"I remembered that, and I remembered that I cum so easily for you, my love," said Sophia.

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