Stretches

“Stretches!” Monica announced. Jen’s smile dropped. Monica smirked. “If you stretch properly before practicing, you won’t be so sore and won’t need to come to me so much for your aches and pains.”

“What if I want to…?” Jen replied softly, before covering her mouth in embarrassment. She never would have made such a cheeky remark to a superior, but was falling into a sense of comfort around the confident and free physical therapist.

If Monica heard the remark, she let it go. She waved the novice over and helped position her for the first stretch. She parted her legs and ran her hand up her spine, pushing gently to get the young student to bend forward. Jennifer could hear her own breathing as she felt the teacher’s body heat emanate against her skin. The firm fingers that had massaged her earlier were now soft and gentle. Jen wasn’t even listening anymore, just letting the tall and attractive woman guide her.

They proceeded through a few basic stretches before Monica wanted to show Jen some partner stretches. Monica had Jen remove her shoes, then they faced each other on the floor sitting with their legs spread apart. They touched soles with each other, showing Jen how petite her feet were, compared to the taller Monica. It was a strange sensation for the girl, feeling the base of the other woman’s foot pressed up against hers. Monica took Jen’s hands and pulled the young woman forward. Instantly, Jen felt the stretch in her hamstrings and calves.

“You feel that, huh?” Monica noticed through the look on Jen’s face. “Having a partner really helps you stretch these muscles out!”

The therapist held Jennifer taut for several seconds, then let go, only to repeat the process. Jen got a turn to pull on Monica next, making it look like the curly haired brunette was leaning in to taste her pussy. Jen’s breathing started to become ragged.

“Take in deep breaths and exhale slowly…” Monica instructed, missing the reason for Jen’ erratic respiration. Jennifer had to control herself while staring at the beautiful woman in front of her, face inching closer and closer to her ripening peach.

Barely able to maintain herself, Jen managed to make it through the first ‘couples stretch’, but had to endure more. They went through several other positions with Monica being very hands on to help Jennifer get the right posture and movements. This only exacerbated the aroused girl’s predicament.

After a simple arm stretch, Monica had Jen stand back to back. With the butts touching, Monica folded over, instructing Jen to do the same. Monica then reached out behind to grab Jen’s arms. Pulling on the arm was supposed to stretch the back muscles, but it also squished their asses tighter against one another.

Jennifer could feel their cheeks mesh together. It might have been more manageable if they had been wearing yoga pants, but with the flesh to flesh contact, there was no way Jen could ignore the soft, warm flesh pressed up against her ass cheek.

She pulled back on Monica’s arms, trying to rub her pussy against her elder’s body. Feeling the slightest graze sent shivers down her spine. She was willing to pull harder to be able to grind against the other woman’s taint, but felt her arms go free.

Suddenly dreading that she had gone too far, she quickly turned around, ready to apologize.

“OK! Now we’re ready to start!” Monica announced, straightening up and clasping her hands together. She waved her hand over to the center of the ring, invitingly. “Shall we?”

“Y…yeah…. OK…” Jen agreed, breathing a sigh of relief. She stepped over to the starting point.

Monica took a towel and wiped herself down. It looked like she had built up some body sweat through their exercising as well. Taking her example, Jen toweled herself off as well. Monica tossed her towel to the side of the ring and Jen did the same. They stepped forward to the small circle and faced off.

“OK, standard WSW rules,” Monica ran down with a casual sense that she’s gone over this many times before. “Clothes are ten points each, penetration is two and anything else is one. Shall we go first to twenty?”

Jennifer nodded her head.

“Alright!” Monica said, lowering her body and assuming a guarded stance. “Ready when you are!”

Monica waited defensively, with her hands raised. Jennifer took a deep breath and moved into a wrestling stance as well. She looked at the woman across the ring from her and could barely breathe. The anticipation of going toe to toe with this woman was compounded with the excitement of finally being able to lockup! She didn’t want to look like a complete rookie though, so carefully made her approach.

If clothes were ten points a piece and the match was to twenty points, all Jen would have to do is manage to get Monica naked. She knew it wouldn’t be that easy, but she still eyed the two articles of clothing covering the tall brunette. She started to wonder if she would get anything for winning this spar.

Jen took a step forward and Monica swiped at her, causing the novice to flinch. Before she could blink, the taller woman was rushing her down!

Jennifer backpedaled in surprise, falling on her back. In an instant, Monica was on top of her, holding her legs up in the air. Jen’s panties were stripped off and the masseuse had her muscle relaxing fingers over Jen’s tender folds.

Jennifer shuddered, unable to do anything but watch as those fingers sank into her aching pussy. She quivered and moaned the moment Monica’s fingers entered her temple, then covered her face, completely embarrassed that she had just cum from her opponent’s very first touch!

The feeling of release was unbelievable, but it was mixed in with a sense of shame. Jennifer felt that she had let herself down, being unable to show the veteran what she was capable of. Monica’s skilled fingers continued to penetrate the young rookie’s. Jen debated whether she should try and fight back or just enjoy the fingering.