She's My Pussy

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Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa, Consensual, Lesbian, Fiction, Oral Sex, Squirting, Big Breasts, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Monica has a sexual encounter with sexy tattooed girl Christy Mack.

At the EVF Crossfit Columbus Circle on the Upper West Side of New York City, where super-fit people were grunting and grimacing through their strenuous workouts. Most of them were doing squats, bench presses, and deadlifts. Tall muscular trainers were mouthing words of encouragement, inciting their clients to go through the tough calisthenics. It was worth watching, an uplifting ambiance of the place that rejuvenated all the clients.

Monica and Maré were doing a very intense workout; their faces flushed and perspiration drenched them all over. Taking a break, they sat on a bench and drank cold bottled water to restore some vitality. Monica was apparently jubilant for finishing the toughest workout that made her lean figure toned.

"You look invincible today ... like a She-Hulk," Maré quipped. "A toned super heroine! What made you get into that crossfit?"

"I was watching The Challenge: Battle of the Exes on MTV, and I saw this hot girl named Emily on there. She had a great body! She does crossfit and I wanted a kick-ass body like hers."

"Ha! I know exactly who you're talking about." Maré continued. "Emily Schromm from The Real World: D.C. She used to date this black guy named Ty."

"Yeah, she's a beauty," Monica remarked.

"I can see she is, a hot chick! I hope she makes a sex tape with her girlfriend." Maré said, winking at her.

"Shut up! There's another girl, right here, who caught my eye."

"Oh, really? It sounds like you're on the prowl again."

Monica grinned. "You know it," she said. "The chick's got tattoos and big mammas. I wanna stuff my mouth with her girlies and quench my thirst with her nectar."

"Where is she?" Maré asked, looking around.

Monica made a pointing gesture to the back. "There, in the back, doing front squats," she said.

Maré raised his eyebrows. The chick was a nimble, busty tattooed punk girl with short red hair and mesmerizing hazel eyes. She had a slim figure with proportioned lush curves. Her blue spandex halter-top stretched across her full round tits that left her wide shoulders bare. She had flawless defined abs and a narrow waist. The black shorts she wore made her bubble butts quite bouncy. Maré found himself mesmerized by her unique beauty.

"Yes, she is a dessert of the day!" Maré admitted. "I'll definitely devour her!"

"Oh no, you don't!" Monica said, looking directly at him. "She's my pussy."

Maré chuckled. "I'm just kidding, baby girl! I am not into those gothic-like chicks. They're too crazy for me to handle."

"That's what I like, girls who are full of splendor and marvel."

"I'm about to leave. My side bitch will be mad if I do not meet up with her. We're going to see the late show of The Amazing Spider-Man 2 and fuck all night."

"Aren't you gonna shower before you leave?"

"Not here. I don't want to be around any naked dudes in the locker room."

Monica laughed, lightly punching him on the arm. "Alright, I'm going to stay here and get my prize."

"Do your thing, She-Hulk!"

He kissed Monica on the cheek and walked off.

Monica lustfully stared at the tattooed hottie. Her pussy quivered as she surveyed the full shapely figure and licked her lips. When a shirtless blond Caucasian stood next to her laughing, she became somewhat livid. Monica hated the man, who touched the tattooed goddess she lusted after. The girl beamed and instantly turned away, bidding him farewell. 'Maybe he's her boyfriend or a friend with benefits, ' she thought before getting up and walking over to the locker room to change. There was nobody inside as she began taking off her sweaty gym clothes.

"I hate him," Monica said to herself, mentally picturing the blond dude.

She pulled her top over her head and put it in her gym bag. Turning around, she gaped; there stood the tattooed beauty that caught her eyes a while ago.

"Hi," she greeted Monica smilingly.

"Oh, hi." Monica answered and smiled back at her.

The tattooed beauty began stripping out of her sweat-drenched clothes. Monica licked her lip as she ogled her once again. The body art made her crush looked like the ultimate bad diva.

"What a workout I had," the tattooed beauty spoke up. "I never went hard like that before and made me feel like a machine!"

"Yeah, I saw you doing squats. Do you and your boyfriend come here often?" Monica asked out of curiosity.

"Boyfriend? Hell no! I'll never date men," she said, raising her voice.

"Oh, I ... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"No, it's okay." The tattooed beauty interrupted politely. "You and the black guy workout here a lot together. Is he your boyfriend?"

"No, we're just friends and I don't date men either. I am a proud lesbian you know, a woman-only girl!"

The tattooed beauty raised an eyebrow as she said, "Oh, really!"

"Yeah, a lesbian never tells lies to her kind she loves."

The tattooed beauty laughed. "It's what it is," she said. "What's your name?"

"Monica Hershel."

"Cool! I'm Christy Mack." she said, shaking hands with Monica.

"The name's as beautiful as the girl I am seeing!"

"Thank you! May I ask you something?"

"Yes."

"Why were you watching me?"

"Because I fell in love with what I was watching." Monica replied.

To Monica's surprise, Christy blushed and averted her eyes. Now, she knew she was going to get her prize. Her heart beat fast as she made up her mind to approach the tattooed beauty.

Christy looked up at her. She let Monica grab her arms, lean close to her, and ask, "Taking shower together is fun, isn't it?"

Christy raced her mind to say an answer as Monica teased her skin. Instead, she bit her lip and nodded.

"Then what are we waiting for," Monica said, taking Christy by her hand and led her to the shower. As soon as they got under the shower, Monica pushed her against the wall and captured her mouth in a passionate kiss. As the warm water ran over their curvaceous toned bodies, Monica infiltrated Christy's wet mouth, sucking her tongue. Christy accepted Monica's advances and kissed her back. They were both moaning and feeling on each other.

Monica sucked Christy's lower lip, moved down lapping up the water on her neck, and grabbed her big boobs. Nuzzling into her deep cleavage, she playfully shook her head and licked under her bust. Christy raised her arms above her head and let Monica tweak her erect pink nipples.

"The girls crave my attention, don't they?" Monica said.

Christy responded by laughing.

Monica sucked her right tit. Drawing her cheeks in, she took Christy's supple flesh with relish and sensed her throbbing nipple against her tongue. She released it in a minute and went for its counterpart, stuffing her mouth with Christy's succulent mamma.

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