My Story 52 By Corbin How life tests the endurance, patience, and sometimes faith of one young woman. ********** I can't watch the Olympics, because all I can think about is how jacked-up on steroids they all are. Oh I'm sure a few are clean, but for the most part all Sports have become infected with performance enhancing drugs, not to mention all the other drugs they take to 'mask' the use of steroids. And then they lie about it, just to get caught in their own lies later, so not only are they all drugged up, but they are not clever either. What ever happened to Marion Jones? See what a I mean, she stopped doping and suddenly she could barely finish a race. ********** I usually have horrible guilt trips after blowing my top, typically wanting to go back and profusely apologize for verbally tearing into someone. I did have a little remorse after leaving the gym, but given Jenna's mocking attitude towards me I think I was justified, although I am sure she now thinks me some psycho after daring her to grab my wrist again. It's obvious the girl has insecurity issues, thus her constant desire to size herself up against me. Or maybe I carry myself around with some swollen, fat headed ego and she just wanted to take me down a peg or two? See how I can confuse myself at times? Round and round my little brain goes, like a dog chasing its tale. ********** On a very positive note, not that you really need to know this bit of info, but after Nikki and I would hit the gym together, we would almost always go home and shower and then have great sex. We went back to my townhouse one day after a good workout, I was stunned when Nikki flung open the door and stepped into the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel around her shoulders, the white cloth a stark contrast with her deep tan. "Anyone home?" my eyes go bug eyed knowing that on the weekend Sharon could walk in with any number of her social-butterfly friends. Nikki gives me a daring sneer and pulls the towel from around her shoulders, grinning nakedly. By now, I'm also looking at her body, first my eyes draw down to her breasts, the nipples nicely stiffed up. "Damn Nikki, you're really...." But my words trail off, not knowing what to say when Nikki suddenly steps forward and kicks the door shut with the back of her foot. I see 'that look' in those eyes, Nikki has become a sex junky the past few days, her sweet breath caressing my face. "How about we take a shower together." Nik gives me a devilish grin out of the corner of her mouth. In these moments, I usually find myself formulating one of my dumb replies like, 'Yeah, I'd like that...no wait...I'd love that!' I usually want to slap myself for being tongue-tied sometimes. But Nikki had already made the grab, her arm slithers around my neck and her mouth plants forcefully on mine, the vacuum force pulls my tongue out of my mouth right into Nik's, her hands working over the knotted thickness of my upper back. Our hips start moving in a slow humping rhythm, I'm actually wondering where Nikki gets her endless amounts of energy and even though I'm extremely turned on I'm also worried that we are wasting precious hot water. That shit costs money! Yes I will always be a penny pincher. More concerning is what happens if Sharon comes home with company and we are making all sorts of noises in the shower? I manage to pry my mouth from Nikki's hoping that might be a clue that we should take advantage of the shower now. I'm leaning away but Nikki wraps her arms around my waist in a tight bear hug, her face pressed into my neck, and I'm lost in the embrace, impressed with Nikki's strong grip, she is no weakling! I am overcome by several things, Nikki's aggressiveness, the sauna like feel of the bathroom and I just feel my body letting go, my head seems to tilt back on it's own as a long moan rises out of my throat. Nikki's licking my ear, lapping at it as our pelvises angle for contact, arms locked tight. My head jerks around and our mouths are now back together. Nikki and I would sometimes talk dirty, I can tell she's close to Cumming and breaks the kiss, "Please, eat me, suck on my clit, make me cum hard." Nikki's pleading voice begs. Sometimes if feels like Nikki's voice could command me to do anything, and then my arms are loosening so I can begin my slow descent. I quickly slide the bath matt a little bit so my knees find some comfort from the harsh tile floor. Women know how to take our time and I leave a trail of spit as I lick the droplets of sweat off her breasts, stomach and hips. But Nikki was impatient today and has other needs right now, I feel her hands push forcefully on my shoulders to skip the foreplay. "Please...now!" Nikki's voice was litterly shaking and she started to use her hands to forcefully maneuver my head around were she wanted it. The first time I ever went down on a guy (Robert) I got pretty ticked and defensive when I felt his hand touch the back of my head as if he was trying to force more of his erection down my throat faster then I was ready to take it. He never did that again! Here I am, kneeling before a perfectly trimmed black bush, my fingers playing along Nikki's slit. I pulled her lips as far as they could go, extending my tongue I run it the length of her already wet pussy, sucking her clit into my mouth and twirled my tongue around it. Nikki must be ready, she instantly started moaning and bucking her mound against my mouth. "Oh suck my pussy you beautiful girl!" I remained kneeling before Nikki's altar, my hands gripping those beautiful sweaty ass cheeks that clenched for all they were worth till Nikki's whole body was swaying and groaning with pleasure. Her hands clenched a fist full of my blonde hair as I kept my mouth locked onto her pussy (I actually grin thinking about every guy in the world killing to be in my place right now, even the ones who do not like going down on girls). Nik pushed her crotch into my face with a possessed rhythm, her knees buckle and slowly I help her down to the tile floor of the bathroom. I think we were both amazed at how elegantly she maneuvered to her back from a standing position. Nikki didn't miss a beat and pulled her knees up, her hands left my head and grasped her own knees, pulling them tight, "Ohh mmmyyyy gaawwwdd...." Nikki moans loudly and looks down at me, sweat is streking down her face and she's flushed a beaufiful glowing color as I go back down into the depths of her beautiful crotch. My mouth was starting to tire but I kept going, and gently inserted two fingers into the tight velvety tunnel of Nikki's pussy when it happened, Nikki's hands suddenly re-gripped my hair as her strong thighs clamp on either side, sometimes I thought I would suffocate with my face mashed into Nikki's pussy, my tongue buried, 'Although not a bad way to die' I would humorously consider as my hands move up to pry my face from Nikki's wet, sticky labia. A rush of cool air flows over my face as I quickly raise my head, I'm breathing for air and so is Nik as I watch my lover's glistening body, writhing slowly, whimpering and moaning, naked and beautiful in the final throes of her orgasm. Panting, her trembling knees still pulled up, wind rushing out of her nose and mouth. Nikki's eyes flutter open and her head tilts up to find me kneeling between her legs as she slowly pushes herself up. What a mess, my whole face is covered in Nikki's juices. "Holly shit. I haven't cum that hard..........ever!" and she chuckles, we both laugh and Nikki stretches out over the tile rug and smiles, her teeth are dazzling. Hey, wait a minute...what about my fucking turn! No worries there, Nikki beckons me with her hands and I watch as she stuffs a towel under head for comfort and without saying a word I know where she wants me as I hover my pussy right over my face, her hands guide me down and I brace my arms against the door in front of me and the wall to the left of me. That was amazing, I had one of the best orgasm of my life on the bathroom floor. ********** Sitting down on the thick rubber mat that lined the bench was the only thing that felt comfortable. It's like this some days, everything feeling tight, all of my leg, arm, and back muscles as I sat trying to find the motivation to start my workout. Even for someone like myself that works out almost religiously, there are many times that the motivation is simply lacking. But I'm disciplined enough to make myself go, even if I just sit on this damn bench for an hour and do nothing I am still dragging my butt to the gym regardless. If I'm still lacking motivation and I happen to be at the gym early in the morning, I might simply close my eyes and tilt my head forward to just enjoy the silence. Sometimes I would make idle chat with the Security Guard that patrolled the strip parking lot. He was a nice older man, I often smiled to myself at the suspicion he might have a crush on me. It was about this time in my life that I was planning on telling my parents about my relationship with Nikki. I think they had they're suspicions, my mom would definitely have a hard time with things...it was so hard to tell. But being an only child I really didn't seem concerned that they would flat out reject their only daughter, 'Ouch' I shuddered at the thought. Those pleasant thoughts came to an abrupt halt with a single word; "Hey!" I heard the voice call out as Jenna rounded the corner, she was dressed in casual street clothes, a pair of faded jeans, flip-flops and sweatshirt, but it did little to disguise her defined physique underneath. People in great shape have a different posture and walk then most of the flabby people that shuffle around. "Hey Jenna." I stood up and placed my hands on my hips, "I haven't seen you..." "I came a few times when you were away and am taking some time off now, so of course you didn't see me." The Asian girl chimed in. "Oh" I sighed and looked around for the bench and took a seat again, reaching behind my head to adjust the band that held my pony tail in place. Looking back up Jenna was now only standing a few feet away while leaning against a nautilus machine, arms folded. The tension was still there, I could just sense it, not as thick as I thought it might be, but still right there on the surface. "I'm still pretty pissed off about what went down that night." Jenna started in, her left foot nervously tapping on the floor. "We'll look..." I froze, my jaw open but my mind kept me from finishing the sentence, my gut reaction was to make the peace. But Nikki's words had leapt from the recesses of my brain, screaming at me, 'Show no weakness'. "What? Go ahead, say it." Jenna looked directly at me, anxious to know what I was getting ready to say. I looked away and took a deep breath, "Things got...out of hand." Jenna let out a deep breath and blinked a few times, "Well, it took some pride swallowing to finally admit, that you beat me fair and square. So I'm sorry for coming off so hostile." I shook my head in disbelief at what I was hearing, 'Was Jenna really trying to smooth things over it seemed so unlike her.' Jenna stood like a statue, emotionless and unwavering as an uneasy silence ensued. And that's how we parted company, a kind of hand-shake type truce but still I was cautious. That whole morning at the gym was a bust, so I came back later in the evening to workout which turned out to be the best thing anyway, my motivation was back but apparently my brain wasn't. You see, whenever I get to the gym late at night I have to call Sharon when I get there and when I leave, she worries about me like that because we are still roommates. No big deal, unless I forget to call and one call is not enough, I have to call her when I get there and when I leave, well tonight I forgot call when I got there and as I was packing up to leave and walking across the parking lot I was still distracted by that whole conversation with Jenna that morning. Actually, I am in a state of constant distraction, oh shit....I forgot to call Sharon! Never mind she was already there, having just pulled up and slamming her car door shut as I walked across the parking lot. "You just wait till we get home!" Sharon seethed as she saw me and did an about face to open her car door glaring across at me. "What? Why? What did I do?" I tossed my gym bag into the passenger seat of my car, looking over at Sharon who had parked right next to me. "No phone call, nothing! How many times have I told you to let me know when you're going to be late!" She snapped. "But I got delayed, I forgot!" I protested. "Don't argue with me! A phone call takes you one minute!" Sharon's window was Already rising as she put her car in gear. "Damn" I moaned. "I'm sorry, I should have called." I apologized as we walked into the apartment. "That's what you said last time!" Sharon fumed and from her tone, I detected that Sharon was not going to as forgiving this time around. "I know, but I got distracted." "I don't give a shit about excuses," Sharon turned the knob on the deadbolt and turned around, "I drove all the way out there! I was worried sick, you were supposed to call by quarter to 10:00pm tonight!" "Oh yeah, well why didn't you call me on my cell if you were so concerned." I snapped right back with my own angry expression. "Your cell?" Sharon's lips tightened as her face got red, obviously this was the source of Sharon's anger, "Where is your cell phone?" Sharon seethed as she walked right up beside me. "In my jacket!" I countered smartly with a smug smile. "Pull it out please." Sharon said, as she tightly crossed her arms in front of her, tapping her right foot. "Sure," and I reached in pulling it out, but when I looked down into the palm of my left hand, my smile faded and I paused for a second, "Uh-oh". "Uh-oh?" Sharon nodded sarcastically, "Tell me, how in the FUCK am I suppose to call, when your GOD DAMN phone is TURNED OFF!!" Sharon leaned in and yelled. "Sorry! I swear I thought it was on!" Sharon has turned into my mother away from home, nagging me, looking out for me and very overly protective.