Hot Luv In Texas

Since moving to the River Oaks section of Houston, Janie and her husband Kyle had made several new friends in their neighborhood. They were an attractive, young couple (Kyle 30 and Janie 29), friendly and very outgoing. They had moved to the Houston area after Kyle had received a promotion from his company.

Janie had worked in real estate back in their previous hometown in Denver but she had yet to test the Texas job market. The slender,brown hair, brown eyed woman wasn't anxious to reenter the volatile real estate situation. Instead, she busied herself with the task of making their new house a home and joined a women's only gym.

Janie and Kyle had been happily married for 5 years with the usual ups and downs of married life. They had met in college and quickly fell in love. Both were ambitious and waited till after their graduations to get married. They had a lot going for them, life was good.

The Workout Express Janie had joined was a member's only gym. Each member was given their own key card for their convenience. It was a relatively busy gym. Janie felt slightly out of place. Though all of the members she had met were friendly, most of them were very well-endowed, both upstairs and down. Janie stood only 5'4" and barely more than 100 pounds and, though not flat-chested, it was obvious her B cups wouldn't be enough for her sister members.

She experimented for the first few weeks before concluding that the best time to beat the crowd was in the morning. There were rarely more than 5 to 10 women there around the 8:00 hour. The cast seemed to differ from day to day with the exception of a very pretty African-American woman who seemed to arrive just about the same time she did every morning.

Jenelle, with her soft, sweet voice, friendly manner and curvy body reminded Janie of Janet Jackson from her "Escapade" days. She had the kind of smile that made you feel happy to be around her which is a plus. Sometimes the temptation to sleep-in is strong but knowing her cheerful new friend awaited made it much easier to keep to her workout schedule.

Since the 2 women shared the same gym time, they naturally began to become acquainted as they worked out together. The banter between the two was casual with topics such as the weather, TV shows, and such. As they felt more and more at ease, the subjects became more personal leading to friendship.

One morning as they went through a variety of stretching exercises, Janie wanted to find out more about her new friend. "Are you married Jenelle?"she asked.

"No," she replied. "I have a boyfriend but nothing serious at the time. I'll have plenty of time for that after college. I graduate next spring."

"That's a good idea," said Janie. "That's what I did. I think waiting made me better prepared for marriage. "How old are you?"

"22!"Jenelle said, flashing the dazzling smile that made Janie feel so happy to know her.

The women sat on the floor, legs spread, reaching to touch their toes. Janie noticed Jenelle's eyes checking out the rest of the room.

"I wish I had her butt," Jenelle said, motioning toward one of the other members.

Looking at the woman lying on her stomach doing leg curls, Janie replied,"Why? She doesn't have anything on you, girl. I would pay to have a butt like yours! Do you have specific workouts to look like that?"

Smiling meekly, Jenelle answered,"Nope, just mother nature...and my mother. You know, like mother like daughter. I would like to lose a few pounds and be a little more slender like you."

"If I were you, I wouldn't change a thing!"Janie responded. "With my body, most guys don't give me a second look. I know you don't have that problem! I'm sure they all say the same thing:'She's hot!"

"Well thank you, that's sweet," Jenelle replied,"but I'll bet guys are crazy about your dark eyes and your pretty hair, and that sexy little body of yours!" Jenelle stood up. "I guess we are never satisfied with ourselves, are we? Are you ready to get started?"

Janie agreed and joined Jenelle at the first workout station. She couldn't believe the special feeling had for Jenelle. She had many friends, close friends but she had never felt so close so quickly with any of them.

After almost an hour they had finished the last station. As they walked over to the dressing rooms, Janie decided to ask Jenelle if she would like to catch a movie. From her dressing room Jenelle said she had to study that evening but she would be free the following day.

"Great! See ya in the morning. Don't be late!" Janie skipped happily through the door. As she got to her car she felt almost giddy. She laughed, comparing the feelings you have the first time someone asks you for a date. Surprisingly they felt the same. She attributed it to the fact that she hadn't made a new "close friend" in a long time.

That afternoon, Janie received a call from Kyle. He had to work late and he would stop by somewhere for takeout. She lay down and switched on the TV and proceeded to fall asleep. Her dreams were nonsensical as usual until they took a sensual turn.

Suddenly Janie was a in dim lit room. As she made her way along, she realized she was in the gym. There was no activity at all but she could hear faint moans coming from the back of the room. As she got closer she could make out movement on a foam mat. Coming closer she the shape of a busty woman sitting astride the face of slim woman.

Janie crept curiously closer, watching the busty woman's body undulating sexily on her partners face, her hands mauling woman's much smaller breasts.

Now the dream seemed real. Janie felt as if she was actually witnessing a couple making love! Her pulse quickened with excitement. She was intent to learn the identities of the two women. She could see the busty woman was black and the woman beneath her was white but she had yet to see their faces.

Just as she came up beside the mat, she accidentally kicked a discarded shoe. Startled, the voluptuous woman turned and flashed a radiant smile. It was Jenelle!

"I'm glad you're here," whispered the dream Jenelle as Janie struggled to breathe.

She looked down at the writhing figure bringing so much pleasure to Jenelle. Obviously she couldn't see the woman's face but as she looked at her breasts that Jenelle was kneading in her hands, a feeling of familiarity swept over her. Shifting her eyes to the woman's pussy, she gasped. Staring at the neatly trimmed patch of fur she realized...it was her!

"Oh God you are good Janie, eat my pussy baby."Jenelle watched Janie stumble around the mat as she rocked to and fro."You want this, don't ya Janie. You love it, mmm lick it," hummed.

Standing in front of Jenelle, Janie looked down into her own eyes staring back at her. She felt a wave of passion rush over her. Janie wasn't lesbian but at this moment there was only one thing on her mind. "Yes I love it baby, it's so delicious. Give me more and more."

With that, Janie was suddenly alone with Jenelle, staring up at that beautiful seductive smile. Her arms circled Jenelle's thighs, her lips parted slightly as Jenelle clit-fucked her mouth.

Then, as happens in dreams, Janie finds herself in a 69, staring up at the round cheeks of Jenelle's ass. Having never made love to a woman, she was surprised at how skillfully she found her way around Jenelle's dark honeypot, her tongue probing it's most sensitive areas. Janie could feel Jenelle's fingers exploring her over-heated white pussy.

Suddenly the slam of a car door jarred Janie awake. Her heart was pounding, her body burned, and her hand was inside her extremely wet panties. At first she tried to compose herself but she was soooo horny she couldn't stand it! She quickly stripped away her clothes and stood behind the couch, her pert nipples protruding outward.

Kyle walked in, takeout in hand. "I hope you're hungry for Chinese," her husband said, not yet noticing his wife behind the couch.

"I hope you're hungry for this!" Janie said as she charged playfully to her husband as he quickly set the bags on the floor. Taking him by the hand, she swung him onto the couch with all of her 105 pounds and pounced on him, straddling his face with her hot wet pussy and pinning his hands against the back of the couch.

"Jesus, Janie!" Kyle gurgled. "What's up with you?" he asked, his lips already covered with her hot juices.

"I thought you might want pussy for dinner. You don't like it?"

"Oh no, I like it. I just wondered-"

"Then shut up and eat!" She shoved her excited cunt down on his waiting mouth. "And eat it good or else!" she cried, grinding her pussy hard on his lips.

Kyle hadn't seen his wife this turned on in years and he was luving it! He felt her cum gushing into his mouth and onto his face. He was amazed at the speed and ferocity of her orgasm as he worked his tongue forcefully inside his wife's quivering, contracting pussy.

Janie leaned forward, her arms draped over the top of the couch, her hips bucking wildly expending all of her sexual energy into Kyle's mouth until exhaustion took it's toll. Leaning against the back of the couch, her pussy resting on Kyle's face, she could feel his tongue gently licking her tiny little pussy, savoring every last drop of dinner.

Finally she crawled off Kyle, her legs shaking so badly she collapsed on the couch next to him. "Wow! Maybe you should eat out more often. I hope I didn't feed you too much," she panted.

"Well I doubt if I could handle seconds," Kyle said with a smile shimmering with Janie's juices. "Just what got into my little horny fireball tonight? I mean I'm not complaining but good God!"

Thinking quickly, Janie told him about her dream except she substituted Kyle for Jenelle. "You were eating my pussy so good in my dream, I just had to have it for real." She ran her finger around his lips and deposited the last of his meal into his mouth.

Kyle stood and kissed his wife on the forehead. "Feel free to have that dream as often as you like," he said as he picked up the sacks of food still setting in the floor.

Janie watched her husband disappear into the dining room. She took a deep breath as her heartbeat began to return to normal. She had never came like that before! And the confusing and somewhat unsettling part was why she had came like that. She closed her eyes, the images of her dream burned in her memory.

Janie wasn't prone to fantasize but now she could think of nothing but Jenelle's naked body and how wonderful it would be to feel it against her. She could feel her tired pussy stirring to life once more. "Oh my God!" she thought. "What am I going to do?"

Later as she stood in the shower, consumed by thoughts of Jenelle, Janie quickly brought herself to another satisfying orgasm. Standing under the hot stream of water she wondered how she would react in the morning when she is greeted by that sexy seductive smile.

"Stop this!" she chided herself. "That was only a dream, mere fantasy born of her friendship with a very likable woman. She feared that the feelings that had suddenly overwhelmed her might be detected by Jenelle thus putting an end to their friendship.

Wearily, Janie crawled into bed next to her sleeping husband. She knew what she would dream of tonight and the flames it would fan inside her. It would probably be wise to skip the visit to the gym but she knew she couldn't. She would try to hide her new found taboo desires from her friend in order to preserve their friendship.

Continued