Master Class - Novella Two
Willow Pink
Copyright Willow Pink 2012
Published at Smashwords
Louise's Assignment Chapter 1
Louise had decided that the best place for her to masturbate in public was at her gym.
She liked this gym in particular because it was a ladies only gym with no men to hog the machines, get the room all smelly and sweaty or grunt like embarrassing wannabe hero's while throwing around the heavy weights. This also made her task a little easier; girls were far less suspicious of other girls having desires for one of their own.
The clientele at this gym were usually a little older than Louise, mainly twenty-something career girls with enough money for a membership and enough nous to stay away from unisex gyms and the regular advances of the horny men that prayed within. For this reason the vast majority of the girls, Louise had only just noticed, were very attractive indeed. Many were about the same age as Miss Kay and most had great gym-sculpted bodies. Louise decided that for today's homework assignment she would pick one girl, follow her around the gym and try and play with herself as and when she could without being spotted.
As she entered the reception area Louise's heart immediately fluttered with the sight of the cute receptionist girl; this little brunette could only be a year or so older than Louise, her shiny dark hair was beautifully held in a sporty ponytail and her sexy little gym uniform - a tight dark blue halter t-shirt with the gym logo across her perky breasts and little white shorts - showed off an amazing body. Her skin was glowing with a beautiful duskiness, she probably a heavy user of the tanning beds at the spa, and her eyes were an incredible emerald green, something Louise noticed immediately due to their striking and unusual colour. Her face had a welcoming smile spread across her pink lips, her plump, youthful cheeks were slightly rouged and her huge captivating eyes were highlighted with a flash of dark mascara.
Louise approached the high desk, the brunette trying to remember if she had seen this girl before; she was kind of familiar, but it was not from the gym. With her membership card in hand, Louise smiling and blushing a little, she felt a slight pang of nervousness. This was not like her, she thought, she was a confident, outgoing girl and at the top of the social ladder at school, so why was the gym receptionist causing such a silly little girly flutter? She blinked away the daft feeling, Louise chastising herself for being so childish. She suspected it was not the girl behind the desk, but the task at hand that had made her so nervous and excited; Hell, it was like being on a first date!
"Hi, how can I help you?" Her voice was soft, but the line was robotic; it well-rehearsed and false. Louise handed over her card.
"Hi, can you sign me in please." Louise was certain she knew the girl from somewhere, “hey, are you new here? I don't think I have seen you around before?" The girl took her card, smiling, and swiped it through the machine.
"No, I have been here since I left school last year, this is my first week on reception, though, I used to work behind the juice bar. Hey, I think I recognise you. Did you go to St Gregory's?"
"Yeah, and I still do, I'm in higher sixth." Louise rested her elbows on the high reception desk, the teen placing her chin in her hands and smiling, she a little flattered that this girl had recognised her.
"Yeah, I remember you." The receptionist smiled and turned her attention to her computer screen.
Looking down at the receptionist Louise noticed that as the girl bent to the keyboard, she typing something in, she could see down the plunge of her halter neck t-shirt into her smooth cleavage. Louise bit her bottom lip, the pretty tanned skin of the girl seeming to continue over her breasts and into her bra. No tan lines. Very sexy indeed.
"So, how did you end up here?" Said Louise, the excited girl trying to delay her time with the pretty receptionist.
"I got it as a summer job after school and I kind of like it. I will be starting Uni soon so not long left now! There you go, all signed in... Louise," the girl reading her name from off the screen. She automatically retrieved two clean towels from the pile behind her and placed them on the top of the counter with Louise's card. "Enjoy your workout."
Louise took the towels and card from off the desk, the teen a little disappointed that their conversation had not gone any further, but she smiling at the receptionist anyway.
"Thanks, I think I will."
Louise swiped her card in the door lock and walked through into the changing room, the heat, steam and female scent hitting her instantly. She paused, the girl inhaling the wonderful musk of woman deeply as she entered the main changing room, this her first time in the gym since her amazing lesbian awakening.
At the left end of the room were the showers, three in a row and each concealed behind big frosted glass doors. To the left of these were the sinks, the modern bowls moulded out of contemporary green glass and each gleaming below generous mirrors. There was then a bank of hair-dryers, complimentary cosmetics and creams, and extra towels. This was a luxurious gym, Louise not one to put up with second best, the opulence of the room now helping her feel sexy and special.
A girl sat on the bench under the dryers blowing hot air over her damp locks, her towel around her waist, her breasts naked and pert, and her nipples pink and tight with the stimulating air rushing over them. Louise dared not linger her gaze on the girl's boobs too long, the brunette needing to get changed herself before getting too excited.
Directly in front of Louise and facing the door she had just come through were two other doors, one leading out to the gym and the other leading into the spa.
To her right were the crisp wooden benches splitting the middle of the room, each length of wooden seating housing a brushed steel hook rack, these sprouting from between the benches like trees, the rack resembling a sculpture of modern art more than a collection of functional coat hooks. Surrounding this area were the plush walnut lockers, these built in a U shape and clinging to each of the three far walls. There were three other girls in various degrees of undress at the benches. Two of them pulling on bras and panties, the girls clearly getting dressed and ready to leave, both of these girls chatting, the pair obviously friends and out for a workout together. Neither were particularly attractive.
On the other hand, the girl that was bent over and drying herself to Louise's right was quite sexy, the girl completely naked and drying her left leg with a soft white towel, her foot up on the bench, her vagina clearly visible between her thighs, her lips bald and puffy, her body gorgeous, especially with beads of water still clinging to many parts of her skin. Louise squeaked in pleasure at the sight, her lips tightly closed to muffle the sound. She walked past the bending girl, the brunette keeping her eyes on her small bottom and tracing the rivulets of cascading water as they ran down her skinny back and over her curves, Louise walking around her to the space on the bench beside her.
Louise put down her bag and pulled out her neatly stored gym outfit. She placed her clothes to her left, they by the side of the drying girl, all the while Louise watching her from the corner of her eye. The girl's hair was dry but messy, it auburn in colour and unfortunately concealing her face. Her body was tight and her skin pale and covered in light freckles. She had done a fairly poor job of drying her back as it was still very damp, drips of water running all over her spine, bottom, thighs and calves. Louise imagined licking each droplet off her creamy clammy skin, the girl trembling with the thought, Louise dreamily wondering what she would taste like.
Louise pulled off her t-shirt, the girl folding it quickly and placing it in her bag. She followed it with her bra, Louise impatiently unclasping it and shrugging it off her large breasts, the brunette noticing that her nipples were already beginning to harden with the voyeuristic examination of the naked girl next to her. She decided to display them to her, the teen folding her bra unnecessarily slowly and standing in the warm room, topless, wearing only her jeans and heels. She glanced around, the brunette hoping she or one of the other girl's would notice, the girl hoping one of them was looking at her like she was looking at them, Louise knowing that she looked gorgeous, she knowing someone as young as her should not have breasts as big on a frame so slight, Louise knowing that she was simply irresistible to the right girl.
But unfortunately for Louise none of the other girls were watching.
The naked girl to her left had now turned away and was retrieving something from out of her locker. Louise glanced at her tight bottom again, the girl noting the crease of each cheek as they met her thigh, the slight glimpse of her vagina lips and her sexual entrance in-between her legs captivating the young girl. She also noticed that in the distance the hair-drying girl had turned off the dryer and was stood at the mirror, the girl brushing her now dry locks, her towel still tucked in and around her waist, her naked breasts reflected in the mirror with both of her arms lifted high above working a brush through her hair.
Louise moved her eyes between the two sights; the pert breast of one girl and the sweet, naked, bald lips below the bottom of the other, these naughty glimpses tempting her to touch her own stiff and aching nipples, she getting increasingly turned on with her sneaky voyeurism. Louise enjoyed these arousing glances of skin, but there was no way she was going to be able to do anything about her current welling feelings of desire; the changing room not at all fit for surreptitious masturbation, the two friends on the other side of the hook rack easily able to see her do anything.
She kicked off her shoes in frustration. She unbuttoned her fly and pulled down her jeans and panties, the girl feeling the butterflies of arousal flutter in her tummy but the teenager knowing she was unable to satisfy them. Not yet, anyway.
She pulled on her little outfit quickly; the girl wanting to get into the gym as soon as possible, she wanting to find someone to target and some way to satisfy her growing needs soon.
Today Louise had decided that a very tight pair of grey cotton hipster hot-pants and a matching grey sports bra was a sensible choice for the secretive masturbator. She had accessorised this look with some white sweat bands on each wrist, grey ruffled leg-warmers up to her knees and little white trainers. Apart from these few garments the rest of her body was naked and exposed; her thighs, her flat stomach, her arms and a revealing amount of her cleavage were all nude. Her waistline and the lower cheeks of her bottom were also bare to the world due to the skimpiness of her top and shorts. She felt a little self-conscious by her lack of knickers, the tight and revealing hot-pants clearly accentuating the curves of her vagina to anyone that was looking, but despite the exposure she felt good, she felt sexy.
She packed away her things into a locker, closed the door and swiped her card. She tucked this into the little strap pack she had velcroed to her right bicep, this also containing her iPod and her headphones. She made her way through the door and out into the gym, her empty drinks bottle in her hand.
The problem with the gym was that the main exercise room was large, open plan and surrounded by huge mirrors on three of the four walls, if Louise was to cum in here she would have to be very devious indeed. The good thing about the exercise room was that the space was packed with cute, sweating and hot girls, all of them pumping away, groaning, panting and perspiring, each wearing very little clothing, and what they did wear was usually tight and drenched in sexy dampness. For a girl like Louise a room like this was a sexual heaven.
Louise walked in and surveyed the space for her victim. She wandered over to the drinks fountain and filled her small translucent grab bottle with water. She then sipped at the icy liquid while looking over at the girls on the machines. There were about ten girls in the room. Two were milling around and chatting, but most were on machines working up a sweat. Close to her, on the steppers, a tiny bottom pumped up and down inside pink cotton sweat pants, the naked base of the girl's back attractively sweaty but she displaying a tramp stamp tattoo. Although her bottom was lovely, that tattoo really did not appeal; Louise finding innocence far more attractive than such garish displays, Louise considering ink to be a a form of ugly body graffiti.
Across from her was the free weights area. A pair of girls stood in front of the large mirror with their legs wide apart lifting small dumbbells. Louise watched as they brought the weights laterally together and then bent their slender bodies down as part of a toning routine. Both were in small white shorts and tight sports bras, one sporting her raven black hair in sweet pigtails and the other with her chocolate locks, these nicely highlighted with subtle copper streaks, held in a gorgeous ponytail. Both girls were thin and athletic, Louise smiling as an attraction welled up within her.
Louise studied the girl to the right more closely. By the look of her stunning cheeks and her wide dark eyes this black haired girl was foreign by descent, her skin dark and shimmering with perspiration, her bottom bending erotically as she worked through her routine. Her friend was of lighter completion, this girl probably half-cast, Louise thought, and although the reflection of her face was obscured, if she was anything like the Eastern beauty of her friend, Louise may have found a couple of good candidates.
She walked over to the exercise bikes next to the two girls lost in their routine. As her first port of call the machine near the front of the room was a sensible choice, it close to the mirror and central, it allowing her a perfect face-on view of all the girls around her. The shape of the seat also meant that there was direct friction onto her clitoris, a gentle humping of the saddle could easily be dismissed as her riding the bike.
She clambered on, Louise enjoying the pressure of the padded seat against her vagina, the anticipation of her task already exciting her. She hooped her feet into the pedals and worked her legs at a steady pace, today Louise not caring about losing calories or toning, but rather the girl trying to find that perfect rhythm, the rhythm that was most stimulating to her most sensitive of areas.
As she pumped her legs up and down she found that a twisting of her bottom in time with the downward thrusts allowed for the best stimulation of the seat against her clitoris. Although it was not perfect, she reckoned this motion could bring her to orgasm given the right visual aid.
With the problem of secret stimulation now satisfactorily solved, she lifted her head, the brunette looking into the mirror and over at the two girls performing their aerobic routine with the free weights.
Typically for Louise though, she quickly focussed on herself, the vain girl admiring her stunning reflection in the large, well-lit gym mirror. She smiled at how amazing she looked in her little outfit, her short dark hair perfect, her big breasts flattened but still large in her tight grey sports bra, it revealingly small, her torso naked all around, it leaving a generous cleavage well visible, her view down her own top accentuated by her position on the bike. Her sweet legs were looking devastatingly cute in the ruffled knee high leg warmers, her tiny bum, it thinly clad in her snug grey hot-pants, waved around on the seat of the bike seductively. Louise thought that if anyone else was looking for a hotty to masturbate to in the gym today then she would be the perfect candidate.
She paused her peddling for a moment, the girl actually realising that her own reflection was now stimulating her, her nipples actually hardening at the sight of herself. This was surprising and interesting, but it was cheating; Miss Kay had expressly requested that they find a stranger to masturbate to. She giggled to herself; she may have to explore her own reflection in a little more detail later though.
Tearing her eyes away from her own stunning vision of beauty, she glanced back to the two girls stood on the large mat, the pair performing another set of exercises with different weights. They were holding larger dumbbells now, both squatting down to the floor, parting their knees and then standing, the girls pushing the weights above their heads as they arose, both looking upward. It was now that Louise noticed the beauty of the half cast-girl more than matched the striking features of her friend, her sapphire black eyes tracing their movements in the mirror, her pursed lips pushing out rhythmic puffs of air with the effort of their routine, her bone structure western but her skin-tone betraying her ethnic origins, the combination was simply gorgeous.
Louise's eyes settled on the two girls as they continued with their workout, the brunette pervert watching in delight as they both slowly bent, the legs of their shorts rising slightly up their glistening thighs, the lifting of their arms above their heads as they stood stretching their breasts pleasantly underneath their small white tops. Louise peddled quickly, the girl rubbing herself as best she could against the seat, her vagina slowly becoming receptive with the concentration and the motion.
With closer examination Louise noticed in delight that as the girls' sweat mixed with the white material of the their shorts it was making them ever so slightly see-though, the dampness allowing Louise to see the outline of the girl's knickers, especially on the duskier skinned girl. Was that a dark patch of pubic hair she could see just shimmering through the front of the other girl's shorts as she rose? Louise watched excitedly as the garment tightly stretched when she bent, the fabric pulling taught over her behind during her downward squat, Louise tingling at the realisation that she could not see a visible panty line or any evidence of knickers, the thought of the girl's thinly concealed nudity causing a slight pulse of pleasure to rise through her with her peddling stimulation.
But then it was suddenly over, just as Louise was starting to enjoy the bike seat, just as the beginnings of a gradual thrill tingled from her crotch and her excitement grew, the girls completed their set, both placing their weights back into the rack and walking off, the pair swigging at their drinks, one mentioning something to the other about running late and then they both heading out of the exercise room.
Louise huffed a sigh of frustration as she watched them both leave, the brunette now peering back around the gym for another suitable visual stimulus.
Nobody near her was close enough for Louise to examine in any real detail; the girl's reflections just too far away or too obscured to get any pleasant visual cues from. Louise slowed her peddling and stopped, the girl realising that while she was thinking she had settled into a proper workout rhythm. She dismounted the bike and walked up to the mirror to check her reflection, her hand brushing her fringe from out of her eyes as she looked over her body. Disappointingly she did not even have a hint of dampness on her shorts
Louise was now a little dismayed. She began to think that, although it was a nice thought and something she could fantasise about in bed, this masturbating in the gym thing was a bit more difficult in reality, and a lot less exciting than she had expected. Disheartened Louise walked to the treadmills, they her last hope; these popular machines always had girls jogging on them.
As she walked over she smiled; Louise was right, three of the six machines were in use, two on the front row and one on the back row. Louise figured the best place to get a good eyeful was middle back, the girl stepping onto her machine, popping in her iPod headphones and preparing for a light jog. She poked at the buttons, the machine slowly building up to a comfortable pace, Louise's fit body soon settling into the rhythm of the jog, the girl enjoying the feeling of her large breasts trying to escape her small tight grey sports bra with each bouncy step.
Running was not particularly erotic, but Louise was most likely to find someone fit, sexy and worth tracking around the gym on these machines due to their popularity. At that moment the two girl's in front of her were pretty nice to look at, but they were a little old for Louise's tastes, she being only 17 she preferred girls more around her own age and not the 30ish that these two runners were. They did have nice legs though, flashing back and forth as they ran on the treadmills, both sheened with sweat, a pleasing amount of naked skin on display, both girls wearing small shorts and pop socks hidden in their cute trainers.
Louise caught herself smiling in the mirror, the girl realising that was not something she saw too often. My god, she thought, that smile did light up her face, her already pretty eyes really brightening with the look, the realisation pushing her smile even wider. She blushed at herself, the girl feeling a little silly but happy at just how amazing she looked, if only someone else as pretty as her would walk into the gym. Louise continued to run, her mind drifting off, the girl fantasising about the cute dark haired receptionist and the dirty things she would do to her given the chance as her feet unthinkingly pounded at the treadmill.
Suddenly to her right something caught her eye.
A girl had entered and was walking behind the treadmills over to the water fountain. This girl caused Louise's heart to skip a beat; Louise wondering if her wish had been granted after all. Although, at the moment, all she could see was the back of her body, what she could see of the small girl was very hot indeed. She was wearing an almost identical outfit to Louise, but in hot pink, her ruffled leg warmers and trainers black. Her body was clearly incredible; other than Rebecca's, Louise had never seen a bottom quite so small, and in the tiny pink shorts it caused an immediate rise in Louise's heart rate and a burst of sexual excitement to rush through her, her body tingling with an energy even though she was jogging on the treadmill. The girl's skin was glowing and tanned, she clearly a user of the sun beds at the gym, her hair a short, coppery brunette and it deliberately straightened and styled in an edgy, choppy cut.
Louise watched intently as the girl filled her water bottle, she eventually turning and walking back toward the treadmills. Louise, again, uncontrollably smiled with the confirmation of the girl's beauty as she came into view.
She climbed onto the treadmill beside Louise, the brunette's heart skipping again with excitement as their eyes briefly meet in the mirror, the pretty girl returning Louise's smile. Louise struggled to keep her composure as the other girl started her machine and programmed in her workout. Louise tried to maintain her pace while examining her beautiful face, the brunette knowing immediately that this was her girl, wherever she went Louise would follow, her heart now all a flutter, her head a little faint with the instant raw animal attraction.
The girl could not have been much older than Louise, she possibly even slightly younger by the youthful glimmer in her eyes and the freshness of her face and skin. Her eyes, they an incredible turquoise in colour, were like nothing Louise had ever seen before in her life. They were vivid and demanding of attention, her iris a shimmering and almost electric colour. Her makeup was simple, Louise not sure if she was wearing much more than a little black eye liner, her lips plump and still smiling, her look sweet and innocent. The girl reminded Louise of Rebecca after a makeover; the girl a vision of innocent perfection, but with that hair and the other considered details such as her delicate French manicure and her smooth waxed legs, she was one with an awareness of her sexiness, the girl able to highlight it and subtly flaunt her sexuality wonderfully. It was a potent and amazing look and Louise was immediately infatuated.
The young girl flashed Louise another glance, their eyes meeting in the mirror again. Louise, the brunette now aware that she had been staring, smiled and blushed slightly, she quickly looking away and then almost stumbling, Louise struggling to maintain her concentration on the quickly moving treadmill beneath her, her hand darting out to the side to grasp at the support bar. Louise looked back to the stunning teenager after regaining her composure, the girl smirking, she clearly amused by Louise's slight wobble. Through the slight embarrassment, Louise could not help but share in the girl's smile, the delighted girl regaining her rhythm, she happy that she had found what she had been looking for and she running easily at this pace, Louise allowing her mind to now drift away into fantasy.
She surreptitiously watched the teen as she got up to an impressive speed, the girl clearly very fit indeed, the teen light on her feet and talented. Louise, although in very good shape herself, knew that this girl was obviously an athlete way beyond her abilities. Louise delighted in the way the girl repeatedly swigged at her water bottle and wiped away the sweat with the back of a hand, each time she did she exposed her breasts, her sports bra clad mounds around B cup in size, but it was difficult to tell with such a tightly supportive garment. What she could tell was that the girl had an amazing cleavage and it was shimmering with perspiration with the effort of her run.
After running beside the fit teenager for two songs, Louise decided she needed a breather. She could see in the mirror that there was a bench against the wall behind them, somewhere were she could sit, pretend to be exhausted and watch the bottom of this hot little teen as she ran. Louise slowed her machine to a stop, the girl flashing one last quick smile at the coppery object of her desires, again her smile returned by the amazing teen, before dismounted the treadmill. She walked the few steps to the bench and settled down directly behind the youthful runner. Louise sat back, her shoulders against the wall, her legs apart and stretched out, her hands flat on the bench either side of her, her arms pushed out and straight, the position allowing her to cool off.
That bottom was quite simply a work of art; thought Louis as she watching each of the teen's tiny cheeks pass through their full range of motion with the little runners continued jog. The hem of her hot-pants legs stopped a good inch above the bottom of the girl's cheeks, her exposed flesh hard, tight and smooth, not even a hint of wobble evident with the repeated impact of the girl's pounding legs as she surged on. And the waistband of her hot-pants were just low enough to reveal the very base of her back and hint at the slight crease at the top of her bum, the contours of her cheeks highlighted by the shine from her sweat and the bright gym lights, the sheen capturing her naked curves beautifully.
Louise, the girl now mesmerised by this stunning sight, took a swig from her grab-bottle, a little water escaping from her misjudged sip, her focus elsewhere, the cool liquid dribbling down her chin and onto her cleavage. The brunette enjoyed the freezing droplet as it descended into her warm valley, it trickling down her skin and leaving a cold trail as it rolled over her breast. Louise smiled, the girl wiping away the water from her chin, she hoping that no one had noticed. She then took a more coordinated swig, the girl swallowing and then resting the water bottle in her lap, both her hands now clasped on it, the plastic cooling her warm fingers.
With the cold liquid now inside her stomach, it calming her, she leant forward, the brunette trying to get a tiny bit closer to the girl on the treadmill. Louise watching in delight as sweat trickled down the running teen's spine, it flowing down the dip at the base of her back and then trickling into the slight valley at the top of her bottom. Louise imagined the rest of the drip's journey, down through the clammy crack of her bum cheeks, over the girl's tiny sphincter, over the skin separating her bottom from her vagina and then finally coming to rest within the girl's minuscule pussy lips, the drip pooling with the rest of her sweat and juices in her damp knickers. Louise inhaled deeply, she imagining the musky smell of the girl's warm, clammy crotch, the brunette wondering how it would taste and Louise suddenly noticing that her nipples were erect again at the dirty fantasy.
She then realised that in this position, she sat slightly forward with her wrists on her thighs and the water bottle held in her fingers, angled downward and toward herself, that the cool surface of her small drinks bottle was resting against her crotch, the cold quickly penetrating the fabric of her hot-pants, the soft cotton cooling around her, the dip in temperature most noticeable at the top of her vagina, the dip in temperature most noticeable in her clitoris!
Louise exploded with sexual adrenaline at the possibility. She was now acutely aware that the plastic rim at the bottom of the bottle was resting just below her sensitive mound. She slowly moved the coldness up against herself, the brunette using her fingers on the top of the bottle to twist it into her pussy, the girl applying a cooling pressure to her now erect clit through the material of her thin shorts. She bent her wrists slightly, the girl bringing the textured bottom rim of the bottle up and over her pussy, the ridge and the cold sending tingles of pleasure rippling up through her body from her vagina. She slowly slid the bottle back down, she pushing it back over her clitoris, the movement tiny and unnoticeable, but it incredibly stimulating. Excitement rushed through her receptive body, her heart pounding in her chest with an erotic clarity, the tiny hairs all over her skin standing on end and her vagina quickly dampening with the surprising stimulation.
This could be it, she thought, she could bring herself off with the water bottle while watching the little teen run, and no one would ever notice!
She repeated the amazing motion, the horny girl now settling into a calculated rhythm, the brunette not letting herself get too carried away too soon, Louise not moving her bottle too quickly, but instead she letting the deliberate and subtle pace of the cold plastic accentuate the pleasure that she was feeling through her now very erect clitoris, her eyes still on the pert little bottom of the running teen girl, her tiny teenage cheeks moving seductively as she ran, her behind tensing rhythmically in her small pink hot-pants, the garment now displaying a dark line down the middle, her pouring sweat dampening her crack, the girl's back, shoulders and legs sheened with a shiny coating of delicious perspiration, the teen maintaining her punishing pace, Louise maintaining her slow, purposeful, pleasurable pace, the bottle edge caused rising waves of tingling pleasure to shoot through her body and legs as it passed over her small sensitive mound, Louise opening her knees slightly more apart now to allow for even more stimulation, her cheeks glowing red, her secret masturbation incredibly exciting and very naughty.
As the teen pounded away on the treadmill Louise matched each bounce of the girl's jog with an up and down rub from the bottle, the tingles of self-induced pleasure shooting around her with each pass, each bob from the teen a thrust from her makeshift dildo, each time the teen completed a step Louise completed a stimulating pass with her masturbation bottle, the matched rhythm allowing Louise to imagine it was the motion of the bouncing girl that was causing the pleasure in her vagina, her heart beating with the growing thrill, electric shocks of heat and pleasure now flowing and pulsing from her gently teased clitoris with each slip of the hard edge against her erect mount, a building undertone of growing sexual pressure swelling with each erotic push of plastic against her dampening panties.
Louise tore her hungry eyes off the teen's tiny bottom for just a second to quickly glance around the room, her clitoris now burning with pleasure, it begging to be worked faster, but each slow pass of the bottle pushing her that little bit closer to a climactic swell, the disciplined matched pace, the anticipation and the tease all the more pleasurable for it. Louise was a little scared but also very excited that she was sat in the exercise room, she fully clothed and in plain sight, with a dozen other girls all around her, none of them aware of what she was doing, none aware that she was touching herself, none aware that she was masturbating, the girl allowing the pleasure to rise through her body, her breathing now quickening, her thin wrists now working the bottle a little faster, her fingers twisting the top, she pushing the plastic into herself as hard as possible.
She felt secretive, naughty, surreptitious and wonderful, her voyeuristic leering at the tiny runner now resumed, the masturbating girl very aware of the large space around her, her complete exposure plain to her, there nowhere for her to hide, but Louise not needing to, she not wanting to, the thrill of her sneaky ability to masturbate in plain sight spurring her on to feel the electric and powerful promise of a rising climax pulse from her incredibly stimulated clitoris.
The young teen on the running machine suddenly slowed her pace, Louise acutely aware that the teen was now coming to the end of her session, the secretively masturbating girl now needing to hurry if she was going to cum before the girl ended her run.
Throwing caution to the wind Louise shuffled forward, her new position allowing a greater range of motion from the bottle, the girl now sliding it up and down herself quickly, the rippled design of the sports bottle supplying a surprising amount of stimulation to her throbbing, erect clit, the tide of climax now rising from her, her pleasure increasing and nearing that wonderful, explosive point of no return.
Suddenly the teenager leaned a hand forward, the girl slowing the machine to a stop, she ready to leave.
Louise slid the bottle violently up and down against herself, the girl now totally sexually intoxicated, her need to orgasm completely overwhelming, nothing else in the world mattering but this one moment of incredible sexual pleasure. The liquid inside sloshed about, the motion making the level of stimulation wonderfully unpredictable, the brunette quickly reaching her swelling point of no return just as the young girl dismounted the treadmill and turned toward Louise, the masturbating girl now unable to control her inevitable climax, the precipice of orgasm now breached, her eyes now locked in the exhausted gaze of the teen as the young runner panted, her amazing, pretty face flushed red and glistening with sweat, her incredible, turquoise eye's meeting Louise's as the thunderous shocks of orgasm erupted around the brunette's body, heat and fire pounded at her nerves with a raw and sparkling pleasure, Louise stifling her moans of climax by biting her bottom lip hard, but a slight squeak of orgasm escaped the back of her throat anyway as the waves of ecstasy flowed from her vagina and all around her body, the secretly climaxing girl now holding the bottle still and tightly against her pulsing clitoris, her vagina lips forced into the hard plastic, the cumming girl letting her pussy orgasm over the thin, cold bottle, Louise trying desperately to minimise her jerks of uncontrollable thrill as her climax peaked, the eruption of sexual joy bursting through her every cell. The teen, now holding her wrist to her forehead, wiped away the perspiration, the young runner still looking into Louise's eyes, the girl still smiling, the sight of the teen's hard nipples under her pink sports bra, the mounds stimulated to erection by her exertion on the treadmill, the final incredible explosion for Louise, the brunette closing her legs to try and hide her gush of ejaculate as it fired into her hot-pants from inside of her twitching vagina, thankfully the material of her grey shorts stemming the flow as Louise came onto the bottle and into her pants, the orgasming girl tucking her feet under herself as her body tingled with the ecstasy of her climactic rush, the cumming girl trying to conceal her dripping juices as they escaped the thin cotton and drooled through the gaps in the bench, Louise feeling the wetness swell around her bum and her thighs, the girl feeling the droplets of cum fall onto the backs of her ankles as the waves of orgasm pulsed through her again and again. And still she stared at the teen as her vagina squirted and her crippling pleasure ebbed and flowed around her body.
The teen walked over toward her, Louise briefly wondering if the teen had noticed her cum, the ejaculating girl a little worried through her dizzying pleasure, but thankfully the teen was still looking into Louise's eyes and smiling. Hopefully the girl would not notice the wetness leaking from around Louise's bottom and legs or the slight flinches and spasms from the brunette as her now fading orgasm continued to ripple through her. Thankfully the teen was still smiling as she approached. Her look was reassuring to Louise, the brunette pretty sure that her climax had remained a secret even though it was fully but unknowingly witnessed by this beautiful little young thing.
"Hey." She said as she walked past Louise, breathlessly, the teen still trying to recover from the exertion of her punishing run.
Louise smiled sweetly, the girl feeling her cheeks burning, the brunette masturbator trying desperately to stifle her last few flinches of pleasure, the end of her amazing public orgasm wonderful, but it very frightening with the girl so close. As the teen walked past Louise the girl swigged at the last dregs from her own water bottle. She heading back toward the water fountain, and Louise, relieved, thought it would probably now be best to get out of the gym as soon as possible, her assignment completed, her secret orgasm amazing but messy. If she lingered any longer people would notice the wetness around her and start to ask questions. She got up and quickly headed for the exit, the girl glancing back to the puddle that she had left on the bench, a small smirk on her lips, her juices glistening in the light of the gym.
As she fled the room into the hallway she lifted the drinks bottle to her mouth, the excited girl sticking out her tongue and licking her cum off the side and she enjoying her taste, the sweetness cooled by the contact with the cold plastic.
Louise's Assignment Chapter 2
She headed into the changing room, the girl pulling her card from out of her arm strap quickly, Louise needing to get covered up as soon as possible, the brunette aware that her grey hot-pants were now stained dark around her crotch and bottom with her ejaculate, Louise not wanting the other girls at the gym to think she had wet herself. She opened her locker door, grabbed a towel and threw it around her waist, the brunette impatiently concealing her disgrace from the other girls in the room, thankfully none of them paying her any unusual attention, this final act securing her relief, Louise now sure of her success as a secret masturbator. She smiled and basked at her achievement, the girl now moving more slowly, her mind drifting back and reflecting on what she had just done, Louise relieved that she had just got away with it, but a feeling of dirty pride now mixing with her scared relief.
She tucked the towel into itself, she trapping it around her waist. She then lifted off her bra, she freeing her breasts, Louise realising she was a little sweaty. She undid her shoes and pulled off her socks and leg warmers, the girl undressing slowly now, the brunette still feeling the occasional twitch from down below. Louise noticed the feeling of normality of getting changed was in stark contrast to the naughtiness of the secret act she had just performed. She removed the rest of her clothes and accessories, the girl packing them neatly away in her bag, a post-orgasm relaxation washing over her.
Now she was pretty sure she was completely in the clear, she fancied lingering in the gym a little longer, the chance to see the young teen again reason enough to stay, and her calming body soon finding the spa calling to her.
She padded bare-foot over to a shower cubicle. She hung up her towel on the hook outside and walked in, the girl turning on the water and standing still, her hands clasped at her breasts, the brunette letting the cleansing hot jets massage away any remaining tenseness from the fun she had experienced in the gym but moments before.
As the heat penetrated her skin, her hair now slicked back with water, Louise relaxed further, the girl allowing her hand to descend toward her crotch, her finger entering and then withdrawing, Louise then lifting it to her lips, the taste of her cum in her mouth confirmation that what had just happened was not just a crazy dream, Louise still reflecting on just how naughty it was, the girl still a little shocked that she had dared to do it, little pangs of worry and doubt still shooting through her mind, the girl wondering what would have happened if she had been caught. She removed her finger, the girl smirking at the realisation that, in fact, she had not got caught; she had gotten away with cumming in public scott-free. She smirked, Louise suddenly feeling empowered, this new experience freeing her newly flourishing sexuality even further.
She washed away the liquids of her exploits, her skin soon feeling clean and renewed, the girl taking her time in the shower, Louise enjoying the jets as they pounded at her flesh, the girl enjoying the depth of the heat. She lingered a little while longer and then turned off the water, the girl retrieving her towel as she walked out of the cubicle, the brunette wrapping it around her breasts and tucking it in at her armpit. She headed over to the mirror, the girl squeezing water from her hair and brushing it back with her slim fingers, Louise, of course, checking her reflection.
With her dark hair slicked back over her head, her black water-proof mascara and eye liner framing her dark eyes and her face shining with the wetness of the shower, she imagined herself to be a sophisticated sex assassin, one that was able to cum anywhere she wanted unnoticed, the world her orgy. Louise smiled at the silly fantasy, she a little embarrassed with herself for being so childish. She checked her reflection again but with a little more detail this time. Once she was satisfied that none of her makeup had run in the hot water of the shower, she made her way out of the changing room and down into the spa.
The spa was warm and steamy. It contained a small pool, a Jacuzzi, a sauna, a steam room, showers, a wall of mirrors and a cold plunge pool. The spa area was tiled in sparkling black granite and was lit with crisp directional spots, the flecks of silver captured in the polished stone twinkling in the bright lights, the effect giving the spa an expensive and exclusive lustre. This area was strictly girls only and as a result it was expected that the only clothing you wore was a towel between areas. It was also a space for relaxation and reflection; soothing quiet ethereal music filling the room, the few people in the spa conversing in private, hushed tones.
Louise headed for the cold plunge pool, this a personal favourite of hers, and dropped her towel at the side, the girl readying herself for the shock. She jumped in immediately, experience telling her that lingering on the edge thinking about it was a bad idea. As the freezing water enclosed around her naked body, the tingling, spiky liquid deeply chilled her skin and flesh, the shock of the low temperature waking her mind up and out of her hazy, orgasm-induced dullness completely. She surfaced, her hands wiping up over her face, her mouth wide open and gasping, the girl letting out a shocked breath and instantly swallowing in a cleansing gulp of clean and fresh air, her eyes wide, her skin tautening with the chill. She swam quickly to the edge and stepped up and out of the pool. Louise retrieved her towel and headed for the warmth of the sauna, her body still dripping and trembling with the freezing water.
She opened the door, the girl wiping the excess wetness from off her face with the towel. She then walked into the stifling dry heat of the sauna. The sudden contrast of this room with the cold of the plunge pool was a deep and pleasant one, the pores of her skin opening quickly, her trembling flesh absorbing the heat, the warmth relaxing her immediately. The sauna was made out of the usual yellow Scandinavian pine, the room clad completely with oiled wooden planks save for a small window in the door. The room was bathed by a warm glow, the soft lighting giving the atmosphere in the sauna a moody closeness. The seating was in three tiers of benches, these built in a U shape along the back wall and along the two sides, each step wide enough to allow you to lie down and high enough to support your back and shoulders when sat up. The sauna was thankfully empty, so Louise headed for her favourite spot right at the top against the back right corner where it was hottest.
Louise draped her towel over the slatted wood and she sat, the girl wincing a little as the naked skin of her back touched against the hot wood of the sauna wall. She then closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, the hot, dry air tingling within her lungs and cleansing her from the inside, the girl feeling the relaxation flow through her with each breath. She stretched out her long dusky legs and then folded her body over, the tense brunette working her hands down her thighs, over her knees and down her shins to her toes, the girl young was supple and flexible, her large naked breasts pushing into her thighs as she folded, Louise noticing that her nipples were rock hard from the cold water of the pool, the stretch freeing the tension in her body from the shocking plunge. As she rose, the girl relaxing against the wall again, her mind drifted back to the gorgeous teen in the gym, Louise immediately thinking about her tiny little bottom in those cute shorts, the girl wondering just how wet her panties were with her long hard sweaty run.
She closed her eyes, the girl letting the heat of the room penetrate her body and her mind deeply, the brunette letting the relaxation take her, she letting her mind drift further into the wonderful memories of the past few days. She thought back to the beginning - Rebecca wanking in class and she catching her, her seeing Rebecca and Miss Kay masturbate while she touched herself outside the window, her fingering and being fingered by Rebecca in the school toilets, then the incredible group masturbation session in the amazing detention. And now she had just cum to the beautiful girl on the treadmill, her secret orgasm in the gym still very fresh in her mind. Louise could not help but smile, the girl now a little aroused by the memories. It had been an amazing, eye opening and erotic few days and she was the cause of most of it; with her catching Rebecca, with her daring to spy on the masturbating pair and with her genius at blackmailing the teacher came an amazing chain of events that had secured a surprisingly deep sexual connection between these girls, something that they would hopefully share until the end of school, and maybe beyond. She felt proud of herself, her naturally naughty ways had turned out to be a force for good after all.
Louise wondered how the other girls were getting on with their assignments, the girl wondering what sexy exploits they were going to get up to, she wondering what naughty little plans they had come up with to masturbate in public. She smiled and let out a satisfied groan. Yes, this had been a very good week indeed.
Louise was suddenly torn away from her thoughts and her eyes snapped open as the door to the sauna opened. She took a few seconds to focus, her closed lids needing a few blinks to get used to the heat of the room, but when she did her heart skipped a beat; the young teen had just entered the sauna, the sweet girl now closing the door behind her, she now walking into the room, the teen removing her towel from around her breasts and she exposing her incredible naked body to the perverted Louise. She then looked up to Louise with those stunning turquoise eyes, the teen catching the brunette biting at her bottom lip unconsciously at the phenomenal view of the exposed skin on the stunning teen.
"Hey." She said as she threw her towel along the length of the middle tier of benches, it falling flat along the hot pine, this a bed for her to lie on.
Louise, the stunned girl captivated by the teen's eyes, took a few seconds to compose herself.
"Hi." Louise said back, she smiling, tingles of adrenaline now shooting through her, the little teen causing shocks of excitement to tingle around her extremities.
The girl climbed up to her towel and lay down on her back, her feet pointing toward Louise. The teen then slipped her headphones into her ears under her wet hair, the girl shuffling a little to get comfortable before closing her eyes and settling into her relaxation, the girl letting the music and the heat of the sauna take her away.
Louise could not take her eyes off the teen's amazing little naked body, the astonishing girl was lay in front of her, she just feet away on the tear below! The girl had small feet and tiny toes, her nails beautifully pedicured, her calves and shins skinny, but toned and athletic, droplets of water beautifully shimmered on the surface of her skin all the way up the length of her legs and body. Her thighs too were slim and athletic, so much so that even though she had her legs stretched out and closed there was a gap at the top where they did not meet. This gap gave Louise a heart-stopping view of the girl's vagina, the top it just visible and it bald, there no hair at all on the teen's crotch, her skin smooth, the tiny fold closed but her lips puffy, youthful and gorgeous.