Chapter 1

As I pull up to the gym, I peg her right away. As my fare raises her hand to get my attention, I notice her beautiful French manicure. This is a greater feat than you would think, because most people looking at her, would never have seen more of her, than her chest. I am not saying it is big. I am saying it is fucking HUGE. I am a healthy 36DD, but she has to be a damn G cup or better. Obviously fake, but as the boys say, “Who fucking cares?” Those titties are like an amusement park ride. I have done my share of licking pussy, so I am immediately interested in taking a ride on the Magic Mountains.

As she gets in and confirms her destination, I waste no time, getting inside her head. I ask her, “So, where do you dance at?”

I love how flustered she gets. She stammers, “Wwwwhat do you mean? Why would you ask me a thing like that? Why do you think I dance?”

I look back at her in the mirror, and give her a knowing smile. “Come on hunny ... The nails, those tits, and who else is coming out of the gym at two in the afternoon? Especially dressed like THAT...”

I see how see looks down at her huge, gravity defying tits, in the tight as a second skin, tank top. I am pleased to see her nipples hardening as she does this. Then I see her look farther down, at her form fitting, lycra shorts, that are so tight, I not only can clearly see her pussy lips, but I can also tell that she is shaved. I am joking of course. You can’t actually tell that, no matter how tight the shorts are. However, they are tight enough to nicely spread her lips, and give her a very enticing camel toe.

I love the way she blushes as she realizes that she must look like sex on heels, to anyone that sees her. I tell her, “Don’t worry Sweetie. You look amazing and I always say, if you got, flaunt it. I used to dance myself, back in the day. It becomes second nature, dressing to get attention. I know it was for me. I used to LOVE the way people looked at me. I loved knowing that every guy and girl that saw me, was undressing me with their eyes. I loved knowing that they all wanted to fuck me ... My GOD ... even now, thinking about it, has my pussy gushing. How about you? Do you feel like that too? Do you get excited knowing that I wanted to burry my face in your pussy, as soon as I saw that camel toe you’re sporting?”

My GOD, a rush of excitement SHOOTS through me as I see her blush BRIGHT red, as she covers her spread open pussy lips with both hands. I also love how her nipples harden even more. I mean those things are poking through her sports bra and tank top, like two good sized pencil erasers. She could put an eye out with those puppies.

She is so shocked by my boldness, that she doesn’t say a word. I keep pushing her, “What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue? I know for sure that my tongue DEFINITELY wants to get your cat...”

She laughs and gives me a wicked smile, as she finally says, “You are SOOO bad ... You really want to make my kitty purr?”

“Oooooh yes,” I tell her as I quickly divert to an alley not far away, that will give us a little privacy. As I drive, I notice that her hands are not so much covering her pussy, but more pressing and rubbing in small circles. I give her a BIG smile in the mirror, as I put the SUV in park. Now I can really enjoy the show.

She spreads her legs, and starts to press one finger along the prominent groove in her lycra shorts. I tilt my mirror down, so I can enjoy the show better. She validates everything I suspected about her, when she starts to really give me a show. I can see her chest rising and falling, faster and more erratically, as she presses her fingers harder between her swollen, gaping lips. She raises the other hand and cups her huge round tit. She grabs that big nipple between her thumb and finger, and pinches it, and twists it, and pulls it. The whole time watching my face, enjoying how excited, she is making me.

“You want to come back here and help me?” she asks me, as she gives me a playful wink.

I throw the door open, fumble with her door, and then and almost dive into her lap. She turns sideways on the seat and leans back, to make my access easier. I press my face HARD against her thick, swollen pussy lips. I grind my face in her prominent groove, enjoying the feel of the lycra encased pussy, molding to my face. I press my lips on those thick lips and start to suck and chew on them, through the tight, thin shorts. I start to feel and taste her juices. I suck them through the slick material. She GRABS my head and presses me HARD into her sensitive pussy. Then she almost begs me, “Take them off ... PLEASE take them off NOW ... I need to feel your mouth on my pussy ... I need your tongue STABBING into me...”

I reach up, grab the waist band of her shorts, and YANK them down fast and rough. I need that pussy in my mouth, just as bad as she needs it in my mouth. When her tight stretchy shorts hang up on her sneakers, we both start desperately trying to free them, and her legs. She actually kicks one of the shoes off so hard, that it slaps up against the brick wall, of the building that forms the alley. We both giggle like school girls. Then I launch myself back up her long sexy legs, and land tongue first in her VERY wet and VERY willing pussy.

“Mmmm,” I moan out as I enjoy the taste of her pussy. She is musky from excitement and still salty from sweating at the gym. I love eating another girl just after she finishes at the gym or just after she has finished a number at the strip club. Call me crazy, but the taste of sweaty arousal, is like catnip for me. And by the way this girl has my head in a death grip, I can tell that her kitty, is loving my nips ... See, I can’t stop myself, even in the middle of eating another girl out.