Monique's College Lovers Chapter 2
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Moniques College Lovers -2-
Monique had multiple relationships to juggle, for she now loved Alexis and Ally and Jamie.
The last six months had been hard for her, because Alexis shared that she had fallen hard for her roommate, Stella. They had been pals back in the day, and it had gotten fairly serious. Now Stella was back from Europe, and they were tighter than ever. Monique thought she should give her some space. Maybe the Stella thing would fizzle out.
*****
She decided, since it was only 3:30 when she was leaving Ally's place, to sneak in a workout before dinner. She texted Jamie on her way to the college's gym.
Monique: Hey girl, I'm heading to the gym right now.
Jamie: Attagirl. Got to keep the pump.
Monique: Ahh, for sure. You down?
Jamie: I've already worked out...but I'm down. Be there in fifteen.
Monique: OK, I'll be milling just outside. See you. Love ya!
She was in danger of getting a "big head", for the three girls were competing for time with her. Of course, there were lots and lots of girls. Most of them, she soon learned, competed with each other for the attention of others. Her star was rising quickly; the baes either wanted to be her or be with her. After all, this was the girl that was voted the "Most Glam" girl her senior year.
It had been several months since Monique had seen Jamie, and when she walked up and locked eyes and smiled at her with her big bright whites, she remembered how soothing it was to her. They walked right up to each other and kissed on the lips. She got a tingle.
"You are even more beautiful than I remember," said Jamie. "And believe me, I remember you as a hottie."
"Coming right back at you, darling," said Moniqe. "The same beautiful tan lines. The same luscious body." She wanted to lay with Jamie- big time. Her fragrance had her head spinning. For some reason she looked at her crotch.
"Oh my," she thought. "Is that what I think it is?"
They walked into the locker room like it was yesterday. There were a few girls in there but they got the same lockers as before. Kind of out of the way. They laid their gym bags on the bench and kissed. It came flooding back to Monique. The strong arms, the perfect ass. The crazy blue eyes. Even her breath was delicious. She was kissing her, her hand cradling her face. She reached inside her jeans jill her pussy...and felt the strapon. She almost swooned.
"Hey, let me get my pants off, and then you can sit down on it," said Jamie. Monique was terribly excited―this was a new experience for her.
"The girls around here are used to seeing people fuck, so there's no rush. I had to do this; it's been so long Monique."
Jamie squirted a dab of lube on the strap and a second one at Monique's pussy.
"Aahhhhhh," said Monique, as she put it in her pussy and then sat all the way down on it. This surprised her, because the strap was long and thick.
She turned to kiss Jamie, and the kiss turned into making out. Making out while she was fucking her. She was really into it, and raising 2" off Jamie slowly. Wash, rinse, repeat.
Monique looked to her left, and an attractive girl turned the corner and then just stood there. She was topless, and she went inside her skinny jeans and began to rub her pussy and her breasts ferociously. Monique got busy with Jamie, and before you knew it, they were surrounded by a crowd of five horny girls playing with each other, playing with themselves quietly. They were all white, with the exception of a well-endowed black girl. They all sported shaven pussies.
They continued fucking, and Monique had two orgasms. The first one caught the attention of the five girls.
"Come on now, get it, get that fucking orgasm, you horny cunt," the black girl said. "Do her Jamie, do her for us."
Jamie continued to lift Monique off the toy and watch her descend, her muscular arms covered in sweat.
"Hey sisters, look, she's gettin' it, she's gettin' it, Ohh," the pretty black one said, quietly.
Monique was getting it, was cumming for the second time. "Aahhhh," she shouted, not caring who heard it. "Aahhhh, Oohhhh, Aahhhh my god, shit fuck jesus christ." Orgasms also sounded from the gallery. The black girl in particular was coming all over her long, elegant fingers. "Ooo, baby."
The girls dispersed to their lockers. Monique heard someone say,
"Those baes got it going on," came the voice. "And that second girl is just starting out as a freshman. Damn." Monique's self-esteem, already high, got a jolt from those girls.
"Yeah, we know Jamie, the hottest girl on campus and the queen of fitness," said another voice. Jamie got a jolt of self-esteem, hearing the hushed voices. She had already done the black girl on a Friday in December. She was a keeper for sure. The others were familiar to her too, and she appreciated the love.
Monique got off the dildo and knelt on the spotless floor, putting her t-shirt down in a neat square for her knees. Jamie stepped out of the harness and put it in the locker. Then she got on the bench and spread her knees, helping Monique to get in front of her.
"My licks won't compare to the surprise fucking, but I'll get an A for effort," laughed Monique.
"C'mon, show me that you missed me," mewled Jamie. "Because I sure missed you."
Monique briefly gazed at Jamie's pussy and was reminded of the largeness of the clit and the way her lips hung out. A trail of clear cum was leaking from her cunt onto the bench. She put her finger in the cum, scooping up a bit. She brought it to her mouth and sampled it. Mmmm. Heavenly. Jamie grabbed Monique's hand and scooped some of the gruel up for herself, bringing it to her mouth and getting a taste.
"Fuck, I'm so ready," said Jamie. "Do me baby; I'm ready to cum."
"I'll have no problem bringing her off," Monique thought to herself.
The sight of these two baes was like looking at a porno, what with their jewelry and nails and the light makeup. They would put most of the porn "stars" to shame.
After putting little kisses all around her pussy, she kissed Jamie's clit and then her outer lips. Monique then got right to eating her out, knowing that Jamie was climbing the walls. Her long tongue delved deep into her cunt.
"Aahhhh, shit. Oh, fuck me," mewled Jamie. "It's so good." Monique got her off quickly, and Monique looked at her and said,
"You probably thought I was never going to get here," said Monique as they walked to the weight room.
"I had given up hope, to be honest," said Jamie. "But here you are. In the flesh! After we workout let's head back to my place. You'll get to meet my roommate, but we'll have the rest of the day to reconnect in my room. I want to hear everything about your senior year, my girlfriend." Monique remembered what a great listener Jamie was.
*****
Monique lifted 155 lbs. ten times, a new personal record for her. She also worked her biceps and her legs. They worked out separately, but were always ready to spot each other. Jamie focused on her abs and her shoulders. She did some cardio too. In two weeks, Jamie had a fitness competition that she was going to, and she was just beginning her cut (dropping weight). She already looked fabulous, and she still had two weeks to get in the best shape of her life.
After a forty-five-minute workout they took a few minutes to pose. Monique had a hot pink Lululemon sports bra that left her abs exposed and tight Lulu low-rise shorts that really showed off her ass and legs. For Jamie it was pretty much the same, except Nike neon blue. They were chatting up a storm as they flexed for the mirror.
The only people in the gym were women, thankfully. For these two girls were semi-professional fitness models, and several girls stopped what they were doing to come and watch our ladies' various poses. They got next to one another and ran through biceps, back, thighs, and calves. Jamie would say a body part or a pose, and then they'd both do it.
Frontal, side, and rear poses. They literally went through another entire workout, and had an ovation when they were finished (along with whistling and cat calls). Jamie was shredded for sure. Monique was also fairly shredded and was a little embarrassed by the attention they were getting. But not Jamie. She was used to it.
*****
After the workout and they showered together. Jamie lathered Monique before doing herself, paying special attention to Monique's wondrous pussy and her breasts. They had a long shower, and enjoyed make sure each other was oh, so clean.
"I really love the college," said Monique as they dressed. "It feels like home to me."
"Maybe it is home," said Jamie. "I know it is for me."
The were walking out of the gym, bursting with confidence. They stopped and kissed deeply, rubbing each other's back. Monique let out a big exhale, and relaxed into Jamie's firm hug.
"You know I missed you," said Monique. "Like bad. I will never forget our first time: the music, the candles, the hugging. And you, my dear."
"And I missed you so bad," said Jamie. "I had dark thoughts recently, like you weren't coming. You know, you really light up this place, and me too. There's just something about you...that I don't find in anyone else on campus. A certain charisma in your eyes."
That really made Monique happy. She found that Jamie's confidence, and really her power, rub off on her. They held hands walking back slowly to Jamie's apartment. They were a sight for sore eyes: two beauties, with bodies to die for, holding hands. It felt good; it felt right.
"Do you still have that big painting in your living room?" said Monique.
"Sure do. I remember that you liked that one."
"Yes. It really made me glad I was a lesbian. It touched me."
"Hey, I'd like you to come to the competition in two weeks," said Jamie. "It'll be on a Saturday? Would you do that for me?"
"Anything for you, my darling," said Monique.
"Super de duper," said Jamie, smiling. "You'll be my assistant. The role's a piece of cake. But it will really keep me pumped, having you there. You'll get to see the action and, you know, chat up a few of the babes, that kind of thing. I took second in my category last time, and the winner will not be coming to this meet. I plan on winning."
"Damn, my girlfriend has the swagger," Monique said.
"You've got to have that to win," said Jamie. "This time I will really be smiling, with you there. We should have a lot of sex before we go to competition. He He." She was serious about the sex. It would help her get to sleep.
They passed a cute blonde who waved. Monique noted that she smiled at her and winked.
"She's a babe," said Jamie. "Her name is Meagan Stoll and I had an affair with her. If you have a chance, ask her out."
"Really," said Monique. "She's very pretty. But what is special about her?"
"She's obviously hot. But, above all, she's honest," said Jamie. "Other girls just tell you what you want to hear. Like, to get into your pants. Not so with Meagan."
"She has to be special to get an endorsement from you, said Monique. "She winked at me, too. Damn. But I'm very happy with you." Jamie squeezed her hand, saying,
"Ha ha, good response. Here we are." She opened the door to her apartment and let Monique enter first.
"Looks like we're alone," said Monique. Jamie took Monique's gym bag and set it down next to hers. Then she took hold of Monique's hands, kissing them and then saying,
"It has been a long, very long time, my sweet." Her next kiss was on Monique's lips and Monique melted into her. All the kisses and hugs of the last time she was with Jamie came flooding back.
When they separated, she looked at Jamie and got a big tingle. Jamie was beautiful, absolutely gorgeous. With a body to die for. She was the reason Monique started lifting and getting into fitness.
And then she saw the painting, the big abstract one, painted in the colors of Pride and of Lesbian Sisterhood. She was getting wet.
"Baby we should get to bed quickly," said Monique. "I'm ready to cum." And the girls tore off their clothes on the way to Jamie's bedroom. By the time they shut the door, they were standing there, completely topless. Monique didn't wait for a sign from Jamie. She had to get her mouth on her lovely breasts.
"Aahhhh, that's my bae, going for my titties," said Jamie. "Aahhhh."
"Mmmmm," said Monique.
Jamie and Monique resumed their urgent face kissing as they pulled off their jeans, panties, socks and shoes. Jamie pulled her into bed and put her strong (but sleek) arms around her.
"This is just as I remember. I feel so safe and loved in your arms," said Monique. "Safe for lovemaking. Safe for living." She ran her hands up and down Jamie's legs and her upper body, loving her.
Then they were in a sixty-nine, feasting on the pussies of each other. Two big pussies, shaven. When Monique first put her face "down there" she was amazed at how Jamie's cunt had already flowered for her. "Ooo, lovely my dear, just lovely." It smelled so good too.
And Monique knew her pussy would be smiling at Jamie when she "got home." They. ere so wet.
"You have such a pretty pussy, you know that girl, doncha," said Jamie. Monique's pussy was clean and shaven and smelled gorgeous, like flowers on the first day of Spring. She lightly tapped it twice with her hand.
"Oh, your cunt is so pretty too, darling," said Monique. "I just can't get enough of it." She was licking it and sucking her puss puss like never before.
Monique dug this chick, dug have sex with her. "Time. Time Management. Pussy Time Management. God I'm really going to have to organize myself," thought Monique. "I've got to have a discussion with Jamie about that and a couple of other things. Not today though..."
So, Jamie and Monique really made serious love. It was a time to re-connect, to express the love they had for each other. They both came twice, so effortlessly. They were absolutely in love, bonkers over seeing each other again.
They were laying in bed, talking about this and that during the afterglow. Jamie heard someone in the apartment, and told Monique,
"That's my roommate, Rachel," said Jamie. "You'll have to meet her."
"Do you two still, you know, have sex?" said Monique. "Just wondering."
"We used to be lovers, but now we're just roomies. But I did once last week," said Jamie. "I was desperate, waiting for you. It really took the edge off. I'm not going to say I was celibate during the last year and a half. But I was always waiting for you, and now there is no one else. I know about Alexis and Stella. That's the thing that really gave me hope."
"I'm here baby, don't worry about a thing," said Monique. "All the girls I fucked during high school were just a warmup for hooking up with you again."
"Enough for now," said Jamie. "Come on, let's meet Rachel."
*****
"Monique, I have to tell you, she's been in a foul mood, waiting for you, you know," said Rachel.
"I told her already," said Jamie. "About our hook up last week. How you rescued me from a dark place."
"She was snapping at me and very bitchy," said Rachel. "She's very private, you know. But I got it out of her that you were supposedly starting school this month. I saw you from a distance, during your visit eighteen months ago. I was getting into my car and you and Jamie were walking toward our apartment. You didn't see me, but I got a good glimpse of you. Of course, I immediately got jealous of Jamie. What's the phrase the Greeks used, `the face that launched a thousand ships'?"
"I immediately knew where she was coming from. Your even more beautiful now, in person. She's even had a pic of you for a screen saver, so I got to see you up close. She was gone, dear. I've never seen anyone so gone for a girl, the girl of her dreams. It's great to finally meet you."
"Right back at you, Rachel. "But I'm sorry, I don't know what to say about that `face' thing, except I did finish growing. As I got into fitness my weight shifted, in a good way. But Jamie is gorgeous too. And that she waited so patiently for me..."
"OK you two, enough," interrupted Jamie. "It's all good now."
"I'm going to maid of honor in your wedding, I'm telling you both," said Rachel. "It will be the wedding of the century for this college, believe me."
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