“Bring in the popcorn, please,” Jolene called out as she put down the blanket in the living room.
Ronnie brought out the giant bowl from the kitchen. The two of them decided to skip the gym for tonight. “No butter!” Ronnie parked herself next to Jolene on the blanket and popped a kernel in her mouth. “Are you ready for this movie? I bet it’s pretty intense.”
“It was your idea to embrace the culture,” remarked Jolene. The two of them had gotten into pyjama bottoms and t-shirts already in order to enjoy the festivities.
Jolene set the remote to order the movie from the cable box. “I was told that Tears in the Ocean was supposed to be relevant to everyone in the lesbian community.”
Ronnie grabbed a handful of popcorn and shoved it all in her mouth. “I just better see some tits.”
“Ronnie, stop that!” Jolene scolded her. “This movie doesn’t need to show nudity to be important to us.”
Ronnie chomped away. “Jo-Bear, I appreciate you wanting to get us into the lifestyle, but I have urges.” She crept toward Jolene on her hands and knees. “Primal, lustful urges that can only be quenched by forbidden desires.” She nuzzled Jolene’s neck while Jolene looked away. “Conquer me, darling,” Ronnie whispered in Jolene’s ear.
Jolene finally gave in to the giggles. “Let’s just watch, shall we?”
The two of them sat and watched the film. Ronnie was growing impatient. “Come on!” she groaned. “It’s been forty minutes, and the wife didn’t even make a move on the sailing instructor yet!”
Jolene shot Ronnie a look. “It’s about subtext,” said Jolene. “Her husband is not being supportive.”
“Hang on,” replied Ronnie. “The husband has been incredibly supportive. He’s the one paying for the sailing lessons, and he’s looked the other way while the two of them were out at the bars and hanging out together.” She sputtered. “I hate how so many of these movies make the man look like either a complete bastard or a wimp.”
“Well, I am enjoying it, so please wait until after,” Jolene requested. “Thank you.” Jolene was being so reasonable in asking for quiet that Ronnie obliged.
After what seemed like an eternity, the movie ended with implied lesbian sex off-screen. “Oh, come on!” Ronnie chuckled.
“Why do you want to look at other women?” asked Jolene.
“No, I don’t have to look at them,” Ronnie retorted. “I just figure we can actually see how committed these actresses are to the roles.”
“But what did you think of the movie?” pressed Jolene.
Ronnie thought it over. “Okay, I really hate when these kinds of movies have to break up a relationship for the lead to go after what she thinks she wants. It’s still cheating even if it’s to go after another woman.”
Jolene smiled. “So you value commitment above all?”
“Yup,” said Ronnie. “And there was nothing wrong with the husband, even if he’s a little bland. She could have spiced things up a bit, or even had a threesome if it might have helped.”
“What?” asked Jolene. “A threesome in a marriage?”
“Yeah!” said Ronnie. “If they both get enjoyment out of it. It’s better than breaking up the marriage. What if she didn’t like the instructor three weeks later? She’s fucked.”
“What if the instructor disliked men?” asked Jolene.
“Oh, right,” said Ronnie. “Never thought about that.” She pointed a finger at Jolene. “None of that for us! Understand?”
Jolene got a naughty look on her face. “If you say so.”
Ronnie laughed, then started to push Jolene down on the blanket. “I mean it!” The two of them embraced and kissed. Ronnie smooched Jolene’s neck, making her way down to the middle of her chest. “We should make our own movie.”
“Yeah?” giggled Jolene. “What’s it about?”
“It’s the story of…Bonnie!” narrated Ronnie. “She’s a successful vice president of sales, blessed with giant boobs and weighs…a hundred and seventeen pounds!”
“Ronnie…” chided Jolene.
“A hundred and twenty seven,” Ronnie corrected. “Anyway, she’s captivated one day by…Arlene, the sex-crazed gym bimbo who preys on unsuspecting women.”
“I like Arlene,” commented Jolene.
“One night, Arlene lures poor, unsuspecting Bonnie back to her home,” Ronnie narrated. “Then she plays a really boring-ass movie for her. To pass the time, they fuck. The end.”
Jolene laughed. “This movie’s pretty scary. I do like the star, though. She has a gorgeous body.”
Ronnie kissed Jolene, then felt up her breasts. “I thought up a new movie—it’s called Ronnie Does Her Fiancée. It stars you, and me, and this soft blanket.” Ronnie sat up and took off her shirt. She put her arms around Jolene’s neck and looked into her lover’s eyes. “Now, you have to have sex with the director before you get the part. Once you get the part, you have to have sex with the director—again.”
Jolene gave a quick smooch to the director. “Well, seeing as I could not provide suitable entertainment tonight, I had better do as instructed.” They began to kiss again, then Jolene took off her own shirt. They kissed and rubbed their boobs together. Ronnie let her hands rub up and down Jolene’s muscly biceps while Jolene felt up Ronnie’s sweet ass.
“Oh God,” whispered Ronnie. “I love you, honey. I’m really glad we’re doing this.” She kissed Jolene again, loving her soft lips and firm body. “It wasn’t your fault about the movie! Ohhh!” Ronnie jolted as Jolene let a hand drift down to her clam. Jolene made small circular motions with her index finger around Ronnie’s pussy while they continued to kiss and fondle each other.
Ronnie broke away and ripped off her pyjama bottoms, then got onto her back. Jolene leaned in and licked away. She made sure to hold down Ronnie’s thighs, as she had a tendency to suddenly hop up when she got excited. Jolene admired how toned and defined Ronnie’s thighs were getting. Jolene let her tongue go wild as Ronnie held onto her hair.
“Jo? Just go easy, okay?” Ronnie pleaded. “I just want to…unnnh!” Jolene decided to go ahead and insert three fingers inside of Ronnie. She moved in and out at top speed as Ronnie clutched at the blanket. “You bitch!”
Jolene chuckled and switched it up to only one finger. “You behave,” she ordered. She put her palms flat on the inside of Ronnie’s thighs as she pushed her legs farther apart. Ronnie was pulling the blanket up to her face as she moaned and twitched.
Jolene got a devilish idea, so she started to let a finger creep up toward Ronnie’s asshole. Ronnie was too distracted to realize what she was in for, and she continued to moan and make small squeals.
Jolene gave Ronnie gentle anal stimulation while she continued licking her twat. Ronnie got up on her elbows and looked down. “You’re seriously…Jo!” Ronnie gasped and watched as Jolene’s head bobbed up and down. She got self-conscious about how clean she was, although she thought to scrub up a bit before the movie.
Jolene suddenly moved her tongue down to Ronnie’s anus, giving it a small lick. Ronnie yelped and her entire body sprung up off the floor. “Jesus, Jo!” Ronnie was shocked, but also managing a small laugh.
“What’s wrong, sweetie?” asked Jolene, trying to sound innocent.
Ronnie held up a finger of warning. “Don’t…don’t you dare,” she said, giggling.
Jolene got out of her pyjama bottoms and held out her hands. Ronnie crawled over and grabbed her lover as the two of them kissed. Jolene slid her hands down to Ronnie’s cute ass and began to grab ham.
“Don’t go poking back there!” Ronnie warned. Jolene smiled and continued kissing Ronnie, working her way down her neck and onto her tits. She made circles with her tongue around the nipple as Ronnie threw her head back and moaned. “Someday,” Ronnie whispered. “I wanna try it someday.”
Jolene got Ronnie to get on all fours and turn around while Jolene held onto her waist. Jolene humped her own pussy into Ronnie’s ass, and Ronnie moved back and forth to feel the force of the thrusts. Jolene squeezed her eyes shut as she enjoyed feeling the smoothness of Ronnie’s toned thighs rubbing against her own.
“God, you fuck me so good, baby,” Ronnie moaned as she clutched at the blanket. Jolene stepped up the pace and rubbed her own breast. She watched the lower back muscles of Ronnie tightening and loosening as she moved her ass back and forth. Ronnie’s upper back was getting more toned as well. Jolene got inspired to get Ronnie to appreciate her new fitness accomplishments.
“What do you want to do now, dear?” asked Jolene, almost out of breath.
Ronnie squealed. “I want to look at you while you fuck me,” she pleaded.
Ronnie got flat on her stomach, then rolled over and got her legs wide open. Jolene leaned in and got on top of Ronnie, positioning herself in between. She started to hump her fiancée as she stared into her eyes.
“Those blue eyes of yours are so hot,” Ronnie purred. “I love you, baby.”
Jolene smiled as she continued her grinding and humping. She steadied herself by placing her hands flat on Ronnie’s chest. Ronnie reached back and grabbed onto Jolene’s toned ass.
Jolene felt the intensity building up in her. She leaned back and lifted her legs up, getting Ronnie into the scissor position. Jolene held onto Ronnie’s leg as they humped and bucked, rubbing their pussies together. Jolene was sweating profusely as she gasped for air. She had her own leg propped up on Ronnie’s body, as Ronnie rubbed and caressed her meaty thigh.
Jolene reached down and stroked her own love hole, then after fifteen seconds she felt the quaking. She flailed back and spread out her arms as she let the orgasm wash over her. Ronnie laid there and let herself draw in breath. “Oh, fuck,” said Ronnie as she wiped at her tit. She sat up and looked at Jolene. “Should we go to bed?”
The next day, Jolene woke up before Ronnie. She threw on her robe and went to put the kettle on. Her latest issue of Cosmic Fitness had arrived yesterday. Jolene sat down at the kitchen table and leafed through her magazine when the advertisement for the AAFE caught her attention.
Ronnie wandered in, stumbling around and rubbing her eyes. Her hair went in several directions. “Mmm,” greeted Ronnie.
“Good morning, love,” replied Jolene, still looking at her magazine. “Dear, have you given any thought to competing?”
Ronnie opened the refrigerator and pulled out the orange juice. “No. Why? Have you found another girlfriend?”
Jolene gave a boisterous laugh. “No, silly! I mean like I do.” She folded the pages over from the magazine and held up the AAFE ad. “This is a different competition from what I do. It’s geared more toward toning and fitness rather than muscle training.”
Ronnie sputtered. “I dunno. It sounds like a beauty contest to me.” She put the orange juice down, then struck a pose. “If I become Miss Fitness USA,” she said in a baby voice, “I promise to outlaw war, and to suck as many dicks as possible before settling on an ex-NFL player for a husband.”
Jolene had to cover her mouth to stifle her laughing. “That is not at all what happens at these!” she reassured Ronnie. “They can be quite fun. The AAFE is a great place to get started.”
Ronnie poured a drink as she sighed. “Look, I don’t know. I mean, I’m thankful that you got me into all this fitness training, but to be up on stage?” She gave a look of uncertainty.
Ronnie looked over and saw Jolene’s face falling. The last thing she wanted to do was disappoint her sweetie. She rolled her eyes and heaved a bigger sigh. “What do we do?”
Jolene perked up and clapped her hands excitedly. “This is great! The best part is my own training with the IIEF doesn’t start for another three months, so I can focus on helping you.”
“How long do I have to get ready?” asked Ronnie.
“The first meet starts in six weeks,” replied Jolene.
“Six weeks?!” Ronnie exclaimed. “How am I supposed to get ready by then?”
“Honey, relax,” Jolene said. “You’re already in great shape now. We just have to focus on a few key muscle groups for extra toning.” Jolene stood up and did a small jump. “Oh, this will be fantastic! We have to get you in for a photo shoot.” She stopped in place, then turned slowly to Ronnie. She did an excited gasp. “Cherry!”
Ronnie smiled. “Not since I was eighteen.”
“No!” Jolene scolded. “Cherry Bing, the photographer.”
“You fuckin’ made that up,” Ronnie insisted. “People don’t even believe Veronica Vance is a real name.”
“Cherry is obviously a nickname,” Jolene chuckled. “Oh, she does fabulous photography. I’ll show you some of her Instagram photos.” She suddenly clapped her hands together. “I have to get a reshoot done for my photos!”
Ronnie gawked. “What? Are we models all of a sudden?”
“It’s very important when you enter that you have proper photos done!” Jolene put her hands on her hips. “You’re not going to be taken seriously without them. Head shot, body shot, and one for casual. That last one is more…for fun.”
Ronnie stared, then twisted up her lips. She knew that Jolene took this seriously. “When do we do it?”
“I can call Cherry up and get her reserved for next week,” Jolene said. “She’ll drop anything to bring me in. Oh, Veronica, it can be the most fun you ever had.”
Ronnie arched her eyebrows. “After last night, I seriously doubt it.”
The next week was a gruelling regimen for Ronnie. Jolene insisted on controlling a great deal of her diet, which meant Ronnie had to avoid most of the food she loved. Ronnie was starting to feel tired.
“It’s your body resisting,” Jolene told her one night at the gym. “You have to break through and keep working. Focus on your goals.”
Ronnie was cooperating as much as possible, but was starting to feel desperate. She missed some of the fatty and sugary foods she used to enjoy. To Jolene’s credit, Ronnie was also starting to feel lighter and more firm. “Can we rest?” she pleaded as she was doing what felt like her thousandth crunch.
Jolene helped up her fiancée off of the exercise mat and led her over to a bench, forcing her to drink some bottled water. “You’re doing wonderfully, dear,” Jolene assured her. “We want you to look extra lean for the shoot.”
Ronnie gagged on the water and coughed. “Aren’t you going to work out?”
“Don’t worry about me,” Jolene told her. “I’m getting my exercise in once I get home.”
“Oh, Jo, don’t push yourself too hard,” Ronnie fretted. “What am I saying? Don’t push me too hard!”
Jolene had promised Ronnie that she could pig out all she wanted after the photoshoot on Sunday. Ronnie was sorely tempted to cheat at every turn, but she redoubled her willpower when it came to Jolene. Even after eating a full plate of vegetables, she still felt hungry. All of the pasta dishes and brown rice were not satisfying enough for her, and she was unable to touch red meat.
When Sunday came around, Jolene was excited to get to see her old photographer friend. She drove Ronnie out to the downtown apartment where Cherry worked. “This girl knows what she’s doing,” Jolene told Ronnie. “Oh my goodness, some of the pictures she has taken of the human form…oooh.”
The two of them went up the stairs in the dilapidated apartment building and knocked on one of the doors. They were greeted by a slender Asian gal with curly hair and huge glasses. She wore overalls and a white t-shirt. She opened her mouth wide and screeched when she saw Jolene.
“Jo! Come in!” Cherry pulled Jolene in for a huge hug. She pulled back and looked Ronnie over with a huge smile. “This must be my model!” She went to hug Ronnie as well. “Well, come in!” She gestured, and the two walked in.
Ronnie looked around at the photography studio. There were drop sheets just about everywhere, and huge umbrella stands for flashes. Cherry had the top of the line computer over on a desk in the corner.
“Come this way,” directed Cherry. “Now, Ronnie, we’re going to do the formal wear shots first. I have the wardrobe in the next room, and there’s a bunch of clothes you can try on to see what you like. We’ll move onto the bikini shots after that, okay?”
Ronnie slumped her shoulders. “I guess so.”
Cherry put her hands on her hips. “Ronnie! I need more enthusiasm out of you than that. I need my models to really shine.” She gave a sly smile. “I bet a lot of people tell you how hot you are all the time, right?”
Ronnie let a smile creep over her face. “Maybe.”
“There you go!” exclaimed Cherry. Ronnie went into the wardrobe room and shut the door.
Cherry turned to Jolene. “So you got engaged? That is so wonderful, Jo.” She looked back at the door, then back at Jolene. “She’s gorgeous, Jolene,” she said in a lower tone. “You got her into fitness circuit?”
“I just hope she’s as committed to it as I am,” Jolene said. “She’s been working so hard this week. I’m really proud of her.”
“Hey, when are you coming in for your own shoot?” asked Cherry. “You’re way overdue, and you have the longer hair now!”
“Oh, let me get Veronica done with her meet first,” Jolene said. “The IIEF circuit will start a couple of months after her meet.” She leaned in on Cherry. “Please don’t tell her this, but…this will be my last year, at least for competitive posing.”
“Oh no!” exclaimed Cherry, keeping her own voice low. “I hope I won’t be losing my best client.”
Jolene smiled. “Oh, I plan on getting more shoots done, even in the future. I haven’t told Ronnie yet about certain problems I’ve been having. My bones are getting more brittle and I have a few joint issues. I’ll still do the muscle training, but I can’t do the same pace I was before.”
Cherry clicked her tongue. “We’re all getting older. Believe me, dear. If I looked half as good as you, my husband would be a happy man.”
After a few more minutes, Ronnie emerged from the office. She was wearing a black, full-length dress with puffed shoulders and a cinched belt. There was a lace white pattern on her chest. She also managed to find a silk ribbon that she tied around her neck. Her hair was pinned up in a bowl shape.
Jolene’s jaw dropped. “Veronica!” she managed. “You look amazing!”
Ronnie looked embarrassed. “Not my usual look, but I figured this would look nice.”
Cherry walked over and placed her hand on Ronnie’s back. “You look great! This will make for some excellent portraits.” She led Ronnie over to an elaborate chair with a green backdrop. She got Ronnie to sit down and made her straighten her back. “Now look at me,” she said, getting eye contact with her new client. “I want you to straighten your neck, like this,” she said as she craned her neck. “I want neck muscle protrusion out of you, and no double chins, okay?”
Ronnie nodded and attempted to mimic the pose. Jolene stood by off to the side and had her fingers closed together as she held them up to her chin.
Cherry got a device out of her pocket and held it up, taking a digital reading. “Okay, just getting light levels. Now Ronnie, I want you to look at the tennis ball I have hanging behind me.” Ronnie did as she was told while Cherry ran behind the camera. She looked through the eyepiece and took a shot. The lights were not only incredibly bright but also made a loud pop. “Good!”
The shots went on for another half hour. Ronnie was clearly getting impatient with the posing, but she stuck with it. It was a combination of fatigue and hunger that was starting to get under her skin.
“Okay, Ronnie! Thanks for your patience.” Cherry came out from behind the camera. “We can move onto the next part.”
Ronnie bounced up from the chair and slapped her hands together in victory. “Freedom!” She ran into the office to change again.
Cherry darted off to her computer and called up the shots she had taken, while Jolene came in behind her to observe. While many of the shots were decent, one stuck out to Jolene. Ronnie had her hands gentle laid in her lap, a subtle smile on her face. Ronnie’s eyes looked so gentle and thoughtful that Jolene was absolutely blown away.
Cherry gave Jolene a gentle tap on the thigh. “We could use some of these.”
Ronnie came out a few minutes later. She had put her hair in a ponytail and was wearing her high heels. She also wore a bikini that almost made Jolene collapse.
Cherry slapped the desk repeatedly. “God, this is why I don’t bring my husband to work.”
Ronnie’s bikini was dark red, and hugged her curves beautifully. The last week of low-calorie meals and high intensity exercise had made Ronnie extra cut.
Cherry got up from her desk. “I have a perfect track record of heterosexuality, but I got a pretty serious lady boner right now.”
Jolene gave Cherry a slap on the shoulder. “Hey, you!” Cherry laughed.
Ronnie took a look down at herself. “Be honest. Do I look silly?”
The two women shook their heads slowly.
Ronnie went over to the railing while Cherry followed her with a spritz bottle. “We’re going to simulate a bit of perspiration.” She got on her knees and gave Ronnie’s belly a spritz. She went down and did the thighs, then got up and gave a few squirts on Ronnie’s chest. Cherry appeared to want to reach out, but hesitated. She touched her forehead. “Sorry. I…sorry.” She went over quickly to the camera.
Jolene stood in behind, a huge smile on her face. Ronnie shot her a look. “It’s gonna be like this at the competition, isn’t it?”
Cherry had Ronnie do several poses. Ronnie had to hand it to Cherry, as she knew exactly how to make certain muscles flex and tighten just by turning your body in a certain direction. Cherry also knew a great deal about lighting and shadows, like how to get the light to shine in such a way to make your waist look extra small.
Ronnie broke pose for a minute. “Sorry, Cherry. My bikini’s kind of riding up on me.” Ronnie grabbed the two straps of her bottoms and hiked them up.
Cherry froze. “Whoa,” she gasped. “Whoa. That’s the one! Hold that, please!” She scrambled in behind the camera and got a few shots. “Suck in! Tighten your butt! Look down! Make a kissy face!” Cherry was barking orders while Ronnie tried to do everything all at once.
Cherry took her eye out of the eyepiece and shook her head with a look of victory. “Oh yeah,” she said, sounding cocky. “I got this.”
After a few more poses, Cherry released Ronnie from her posing and called them both over to the computer. Cherry moused over to the second file site and found Ronnie’s bikini shots.
Jolene put her arm around Ronnie and leaned in. “You look so gorgeous, darling,” she whispered. Ronnie appeared flustered.
Cherry scrolled through the bikini shots. “Now I did some of these in colour and some in black and white. Since you have fairer skin, I thought it might be better for the colour contrast.” She quickly flew through the pics, each of them showing Ronnie at a slightly different angle. Jolene’s breathing started to get heavier as she watched all of the poses go by.
Cherry held up her hand while still staring at the screen. “Okay—here’s the one.” Cherry clicked on the mouse, and the black and white shot popped up. Ronnie’s body was on full view, except for her head and her lower legs. She was hiking up her bikini bottoms, and her nose and lips could be seen at the top of the picture, looking lusty. The amount of fake sweat covering her made her look as if she had just finished a heavy workout.
Ronnie’s abs were on full display, as Cherry’s advising made sure they were extra tight. Her arms were just flexed enough to show a decent bicep outline, and the shadowing was making them appear more defined. Her thumbs hiking up her bottom pulled up near her labia.
Ronnie’s eyes were like dinner plates. “Oh my God!” she exclaimed. “Seriously! That’s me?” Cherry and Jolene laughed as Jolene gave her a squeeze. “God, look at my nips!”
“She is a genius photographer,” Jolene stated.
Cherry swivelled around and held her hands together. “Now Ronnie, I have a bit of a side business on the go for special clients.” She pointed at the computer screen. “Something like this could sell a lot of products. What would you say to signing a standard release for using some of these shots?”
“Using them for what?” asked Ronnie. “Hey, I got a father who would strangle me for doing porn.”
Cherry laughed. “No! These just appear in magazines. Like, legit ones. They show a hot girl next to a car or supplements. You sell the picture, and they pay you based on which publication, and whether it gets a repeat rotation.” She pointed to Jolene. “She could tell you.”
Ronnie looked over at Jolene, who was being unusually demure. “You posed for pictures?”
Jolene shrugged. “It was just like she said,” she replied. “I’ve mostly been in fitness magazines. I haven’t been published for a few years, but the money’s great. I had the same picture run for an entire year in Fitness Flex magazine.” She turned to look hard at Ronnie. “Will you think about it, at least?”
Ronnie sucked her teeth, looking conflicted. “I mean, if someone sees me doing it…”
Cherry held up a hand. “Tell you what—I’ll pick one that doesn’t show your face. I have a thousand shots here to choose from, and no one will recognize you.”
Ronnie stood and rolled her eyes. “Okay, if you promise no one will know it’s me.”
Cherry jumped up and held up her fists. “Great! I’ll print off a copy of the release. You sign it, and I send the cheques out to you. I have a ton of contacts in the industry.” Ronnie looked at Jolene, who was nodding in encouragement. Cherry printed off the forms, and Ronnie signed and put her initials in the proper places.
Ronnie looked down at herself. “Oh man, I’ve been standing here in an itsy-bitsy the entire time!” She put her arms up to cover herself. “I have to go change.”
“You go ahead,” said Cherry.
Ronnie dashed to the wardrobe office, then shut the door behind her. As she was about to tear off the bikini, she heard the door behind her open and shut. She looked over her shoulder to see Jolene leaning against the door.
Ronnie stared. “Jo? Sweetie? You okay?”
Jolene started to inch toward Ronnie. She had a wild look in her eyes, and a smile was creeping on her face. “You’re really coming along,” Jolene whispered.
Ronnie turned and stared at her fiancée. “Jo?”
Jolene got right next to Ronnie, then let her fingers dance around Ronnie’s cleavage. Ronnie took Jolene’s hand in her own and looked her in the eye. “Jo, not here, okay?”
Jolene licked her lips. She was starting to breathe heavy again. “The way those pictures looked…”
Ronnie held up Jolene’s hand, then kissed it gently. “You get me a cheeseburger and milkshake, then you take me home. You can do whatever you want to me after that, okay?”
Jolene nodded, then took her hand back. She turned and left the wardrobe room.
Ronnie took off her bikini, then had a look at herself in the mirror hanging on the wall. She made a growl face and flexed her biceps. “Who’s your mommy?”
Cherry was still talking with Jolene when Ronnie finally emerged in her regular clothes. Cherry gave her and Jolene a hug as they said their goodbyes. Upon exiting the studio, Jolene put her arm around Ronnie’s waist and leaned in for a smooch. “We get the prints soon,” whispered Jolene. “I can’t wait.”
True to her word, Jolene took Ronnie to Whaddayasay, the large chain restaurant that bragged that their burgers could not be eaten even with both hands. Ronnie took the challenge, gorging herself on a bacon BBQ burger, steak fries, and a vanilla milkshake. Jolene stuck to the salad bar, but allowed herself a slice of apple pie for dessert.
When they got back to Jolene’s place, they went immediately to the bedroom. Ronnie grabbed Jolene and kissed her for over a minute. She pulled back. “Wait, I have to get that silly fake sweat off of me,” she said. She gave Jolene a small smooch and bolted for the shower.
Jolene watched her go into her bathroom. As soon as the door was shut, Jolene sat down on the bed and wedged her hands in between her legs. “Goodness,” she whispered. She stared longingly at the bathroom door, imagining Ronnie getting stripped off and rubbing soap all over her naked body. Jolene suddenly had such great lust and admiration for Ronnie after seeing her picture set.
Jolene tore off her shirt and bra, then tried to fiddle with herself through her slacks. She was panting and groaning as she rolled her back onto the bed. She lifted her ass up and slid off her pants and underwear, then began to rub frantically at herself.
The water stopped, and Jolene sat up. She was terrified that Ronnie heard something. “Jo?” Ronnie called out from the bathroom. “You didn’t fall asleep, did you?”
Jolene panicked as she fumbled for words. “No! Just…getting myself comfortable.”
Ronnie came bursting out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. “I was just–” She stopped when she saw Jolene sitting nude on the bed. Jolene squeaked, then rolled over, wrapping herself up in the comforter.
“What the hell’s going on in here?” asked Ronnie, inching her way near the bed.
“Nothing,” insisted Jolene.
Ronnie’s eyes were wide open. “You were jerking off, weren’t you?”
“I don’t do that kind of thing!” Jolene kicked her legs in a fit.
Ronnie climbed onto the bed, then straddled the Jolene cocoon. She was struggling to keep her towel on. “You’re thirsty as shit now, aren’t you?” Ronnie started to rock her ass back and forth. “Oh, yeah! My little slut is jilling off, thinking about me! Oh, darling!” She laughed and leaned in to get in Jolene’s face.
“You’re just making stuff up! Get off me!” Jolene was noticeably embarrassed at this point.
Ronnie flicked her still wet hair over her shoulder. “Are you seriously ready for sex?”
“Maybe,” Jolene managed, letting out a little giggle.
Ronnie jumped up off the bed and went to the closet. She tossed her towel aside, then slipped on the purple strapon. “Get yourself ready, baby,” she said as she cinched up the straps. Ronnie turned around and saw Jolene had gotten on the carpet. She bent over and put her chest on the bed. Ronnie was impressed at how Jolene was able to push her firm ass up in the air while arching her back down. She even was up on her tiptoes to make her thigh muscles all that more taut.
Ronnie strolled over and put her hands flat on Jolene’s tight little ass. “Oh,” Ronnie said with anticipation. “Oh, I’m gonna have some fun now.”
“Take me,” Jolene begged. “I want the girl in the picture.”
Ronnie stuck her tongue in her cheek. “Oho,” she said. “You want the hot piece of ass, huh?” She caressed Jolene’s ass cheeks, then let her fingers drift down to Jolene’s fat pussy lips. Jolene twitched when Ronnie let her finger go between the ridge. She slipped her index finger in, then brought it to her mouth and sucked with satisfaction. “I think you’re ready.”
Ronnie positioned herself for insertion. She pushed the larger dildo in, as Jolene squeaked and squealed while all of her muscles tensed. “No lube needed for you, hot lady,” teased Ronnie. “You got yourself all warmed up for me. I like that.”
Ronnie held onto Jolene’s hips as she rocked back and forth. Jolene kept herself up on tiptoes as she took every thrust. She slapped the mattress and wailed while Ronnie gave her the business. “Don’t stop!” begged Jolene. Her head was flopping back and forth as she panted and moaned.
Ronnie was starting to sweat as she continued her pounding on Jolene. “Did you like watching me?” she asked in a shaky voice.
Jolene moaned again. “Oh, you looked so beautiful! I wanted you so badly. I’ve never seen you looking sexier! Ohhh!” She started pushing back on Ronnie’s hips as she reached up and spread her ass cheeks open.
“Holy shit!” giggled Ronnie. “You’re really begging for it!”
Jolene’s legs suddenly began to quiver as she bobbed her ass up and down. The strapon fell out as Ronnie watched Jolene nearly collapse. Ronnie looked down at the purple fake dick and saw a cream streak all along it.
“Holy fuck!” whispered Ronnie, then went to help Jolene up on the bed. Her black hair was matted to her head, and her breathing was laboured. Ronnie got her to lie down while she ran off to the bathroom and got her a glass of water. Ronnie brought it back and got Jolene to take a sip. Jolene sat up and took a huge gulp, then leaned back on the pillows. Jolene took in a few more breaths as she pushed some of the hair out of her eyes.
Ronnie sat on the bed and looked at Jolene. “Damn, girl. You got all worked up.”
Jolene got her legs spread out and massaged her thighs. “More.”
Ronnie got a half-smile on and leaned toward Jolene’s face. “You’re really smitten with me, aren’t you?” She gave her lover a deep kiss and rubbed Jolene’s tits. “I’m ready to go.”
Jolene slid forward, then grabbed all of the pillows and threw them off of the bed. She kept her gaze locked on Ronnie. “Put it in me.”
Ronnie got into position on top of Jolene and kissed her neck. Jolene spread her arms out and gripped at the comforter. Her teeth were chattering with anticipation.
Ronnie pushed the dildo back into Jolene, who grimaced for a bit then allowed herself to relax. She stared into Ronnie’s eyes as Ronnie sped up the thrusts, pumping her pussy and feeling up her tits.
“Give it to me,” Jolene moaned. She wrapped her arms around Ronnie, then wrapped her lower legs around Ronnie’s thighs. “Get it in there! Oh my God, Ronnie!” She kissed Ronnie passionately as her hands worked their way down to her ass.
Ronnie was getting wild at this point, and went top speed with her pumping. “I love fucking you, baby,” she panted. “Oh, God! You’re squeezing me too tight!”
Ronnie backed off. Jolene reached up and gave her a gentle push on her chest, making Ronnie lie back. Jolene got down and started to suck on the dildo while she rubbed Ronnie’s pussy.
It was Ronnie’s turn to get excited, as she loved to watch Jolene suck her own juices off of her fake dick as she was getting stimulated. Jolene jerked off the fake dick as she moved her tongue down and licked Ronnie’s twat. Jolene also used a finger to stimulate Ronnie’s asshole.
“Oh, shit!” Ronnie exclaimed. “Oh, what are you doing to me? Fuck.” Jolene went further and stuck two fingers inside of her pussy, then one in Ronnie’s asshole. She licked Ronnie’s clit as the sensation proved to be too much for her.
“Oh, you didn’t have sex with me all this week on purpose!” Ronnie was holding onto Jolene’s hair while she was getting stimulated on just about all of her hot buttons. Jolene rubbed Ronnie’s G-spot until she saw the telltale signs Ronnie gave. Ronnie let loose, giving a small squirt as she screeched out and humped her ass up and down. Jolene let go entirely as she watched Ronnie flail and twitch. Jolene finally got over and held onto her lover as Ronnie took in a few breaths.
Ronnie looked over at Jolene, a fierce look on her face. “That was fuckin’ wild.” She sat up and wiped the sweat off of her face.
“I just realized something,” Jolene said. “Everyone might be looking at my soon-to-be wife in some magazine somewhere.”
Ronnie sputtered. “I’m probably going to be next to some pickup truck or a big bottle of diarrhea medicine.” They both laughed.
“Oh, she might use that nice picture of you in the formal dress,” Jolene suggested. “You looked so darling in that.” Jolene pulled up the blankets so they could cover up.
“Who’s going to want to look at that?” said Ronnie dismissively.
“I do,” Jolene said, looking lovingly at Ronnie. She played with Ronnie’s hair. “I’m getting a wallet size of that one. I want to look at it every day.”
The two of them kissed and caressed each other until they fell asleep. Ronnie woke up several hours later. “Hey, it’s still dark out,” she said to a drowsy Jolene. The time was 10:12 pm. “Aw, shit!” she exclaimed. She got up and got dressed. “Sorry, sweetie,” she said. “All my clothes are over at my place.”
Jolene rolled over and yawned. “You should keep some stuff here. All of it, really.”
Ronnie turned her bra around and put the straps on. “I still need to keep my own space, babe.” She leaned over Jolene and kissed her. “I have to get home now and get some sleep.”
For the next few weeks, Ronnie was training harder than she ever had at the gym. Jolene had her on a strict routine, and she was doing just as much training to show Ronnie that she was suffering right along with her. Jolene loved that Ronnie was still staying with it, although she had a tendency to complain about the diet. Ronnie was too used to getting to eat whatever she wanted, and now she was being forced to cut out everything. Jolene decided to encourage the cheat day, and took her out to indulge on Saturdays.
There was one weekend Jolene said that she had to leave town, and Ronnie was on her own. She was looking forward to her cheat day, but she still kept at it in the gym. She managed to stick to her program, feeling delighted that Jolene gave her that sense of dedication that even surprised herself.
Jolene also worked Ronnie through the need to practice her posing routine. They used the studio at the back of the gym when there were no classes going on. Ronnie already had an extensive background in dance, and she wanted to incorporate some of the moves. Jolene was firm, however. “You need to be able to show off your athletic prowess. We aren’t trying out for cheerleading squad.”
Ronnie appeared hurt by the sentiment, and Jolene tried to console her. “I’m sorry, dear,” said Jolene. “I just want you to do well on your first try. There are a lot of novices who start out and make fools of themselves up there.”
Jolene was an expert as far as how to flex muscles and how to hide certain shortcomings on her body, few as those were. Ronnie did her best to mimic the movements, but she found the routines so dull. Jolene told her that they would be scoring on these movements, and that she had to stick to the routine.
Ronnie made sure to thank Jolene for all of her training and hard work. She took Jolene’s hands in hers there in the workout studio as they stood looking at each other. “You’re really helping me out here, Jo,” Ronnie told her. She moved in for a kiss as Jolene held Ronnie’s face in her hands.
The two of them were interrupted by several of the men standing by the full-sized window cheering and clapping. Jolene hid her face as Ronnie shot them a dirty look, flipping them off. “You’re just jealous!” The men seemed to agree.
Ronnie was also surprised to find out how much effort had to go into hair and makeup on her big day. She would have to get up early to get a facial and get her hair curled up. The day before, she was scheduled to get two different spray treatments. Jolene also had a bronzer cream that she would rub in. Ronnie’s lighter skin was not going to help her show off her toned muscles up on the stage.
Jolene helped out in selecting a bikini for her online. They spent one of their nights off from the gym at Ronnie’s place. “I’m getting three,” she informed Ronnie. “I have to make sure that they fit properly.”
“What’s wrong with my usual bikinis?” asked Ronnie.
Jolene shot her a look. “The bikinis you get are barely legal on the beach, let alone in competition,” she said sternly. “We have to be cautious. Also, I’ll show you how to use the double-sided tape. I can’t have you slipping out a nipple on stage.”
Ronnie laughed. “Hey, maybe I can get extra points!”
“You can get disqualified for it,” Jolene cautioned. She glanced over and saw the large, flat package sitting in the corner. “Honey, what’s that?”
Ronnie looked over. “Oh, yeah. That came yesterday.”
Jolene sprang up from the computer and went over to look at the package. “It’s from Cherry!” she exclaimed. “You should have told me!” She picked up the box and brought it over. Jolene forced it open as Ronnie watched on.
Jolene was careful opening the box as she slid out the prints. “This is seriously exciting!” she said as she pulled off the cellophane wrap. “Ohhh, look at these!” she cooed as she held up some of the larger prints. Jolene had selected out the package to purchase for Ronnie’s glamour shots and head shots. Jolene pulled out the picture of Ronnie in the conservative dress, one print in black and white and the other in colour. “Wow.”
Ronnie looked over Jolene’s shoulder as she saw how beautiful she looked. Her half-smile looked so mischievous in comparison to the buttoned-down dress she was wearing.
“Best money I ever spent,” commented Jolene.
“Oh, yeah!” Ronnie said. “I forgot, Jo. Thanks for that. I should pay you back.”
Jolene waved her hand. “We’ll be married soon, darling! Besides, I figure fifteen hundred is a little much for you right now.”
Ronnie nearly choked. “We spent fifteen hundred dollars on this shoot?!”
Jolene laughed. “Well, dear, if you want to get into the business, there are expenses. Besides, Cherry offered to give me a free shoot for bringing you in.” She pulled out another large print of Ronnie with a top-down view.
Ronnie grabbed at the picture to get a better look. “Holy balls, look at my tits!” Jolene laughed as Ronnie stared, mouth agape. Ronnie had her head thrown back in the picture with her breasts prominently displayed and her butt sticking out nearly perfectly. She looked at Jolene. “I’m just…a regular person! Look at me here!”
“Cherry has a talent for–” Jolene stopped as soon as she saw the next photo. This was the one where Ronnie had her bikini bottoms hiked up, shot in black and white. Cherry might have applied some filters in order to enhance the shadows, and they paid great dividends.
Ronnie hugged Jolene from behind and did a few leaps. “Holy shit, that’s great! Look at me! I mean…that’s me!”
Jolene stared at the photo, unable to make her brain work. Ronnie had come a long way from the flirty girl she knew just a year ago. Here she was, looking like a toned goddess.
Jolene put the photos down, then turned around and grabbed Ronnie in a tight hug. “I’m so proud of you,” she whispered into her ear. Jolene kissed her and held onto her waist. The firm feel of her sides was only making Jolene that much crazier. Ronnie threw her leg around Jolene’s as the two of them held each other and rubbed tongues together.
“I love you, sweetie,” Jolene whispered as she hugged Ronnie. Ronnie rubbed Jolene’s big biceps. “Let’s have sex.”
While they made love, Jolene was enamoured with the picture of Ronnie. She looked like an entirely different person in that portrait. Jolene had an orgasm within five minutes. Ronnie finished herself off while Jolene laid there and admired her lover.
A week before the AAFE show, Jolene had Ronnie taking water pills. They were designed to take the last few pounds up that might be water weight. Ronnie was getting extra cranky due to her diet and training routine. Jolene was still walking her through her flexing routine, showing her especially how to make her booty pop out at just about every step.
The day before the show, Ronnie took the day off work to get her spray tanning done. One treatment was in the day, then one in the afternoon. Jolene got her to come in for third spray early on the day of the meet right before their beauty parlour treatment. She had a special cream to apply for an extra deep bronze effect.
The two of them had a hotel room rented out that day. The meet was at four in the afternoon, and Jolene was able to get the room early to get set up. Jolene got her to strip off completely, then she got out her latex gloves and began to apply the tanning cream.
Ronnie looked at herself in the hanging mirror. She was looking darker than she ever had before, and Jolene was adding the final coat to make her look ever darker. “I look black!” giggled Ronnie.
“Hold still,” scolded Jolene as she rubbed up and down on Ronnie’s legs. Jolene even reached up and got Ronnie’s underside.
“Ah! Geez, take it easy!” Ronnie began to twitch her knees.
“If I don’t get every spot, you’ll look silly,” Jolene told her.
“How did you get all covered when you compete?” asked Ronnie.
“I would get all the naughty parts by myself, then another competitor would help.” She gave Ronnie a smack on the butt with both hands. “We would have to help each other out. It helped to hire someone for the day, but we sometimes helped each other because we were both in the same boat. Do you need to pee?”
“Uh, not right now,” said Ronnie. “I don’t know how nervous I’ll be out there, though.”
“You won’t be able to sit down is all,” cautioned Jolene. “You can pee into my portable catcher. Some of the girls just go in a cup.”
“Ewww,” said Ronnie, scrunching up her nose.
“Oh, it’s worse when you have to stand backstage and wait,” Jolene went on. “Some of the girls just pee in a cup and leave it for the stage producers to pick up.”
“What the fuck?” exclaimed Ronnie. “That is the nastiest thing I ever heard!”
Jolene stood up and got Ronnie’s boobs from behind. “Stop smiling,” ordered Ronnie.
The last bits of Ronnie were covered, and her skin looked like oak. Jolene helped her do touch-ups on her makeup and hair, getting Ronnie into a puffed-out curly lion’s mane. Ronnie usually avoided fake eyelashes just out of principle, plus not really needing them, but Jolene said that the lashes make a difference.
Jolene then had her bikini made up to use the double-sided tape, when Ronnie decided that peeing might be a good idea. Jolene showed her the device, which looked like a plastic jug with a handle and a small cover to put right over her privates. Ronnie peed into it and had Jolene throw it out.
Ronnie put on her bikini, then had the tape applied to her. She inspected herself in the mirror. The tanning sprays and creams were really helping with showing off her muscle tone, and ever her face looked more sucked in and defined with the water pills. She tried to strike a few poses as Jolene walked in behind her.
“How are you?” asked Jolene.
Ronnie sighed. “Hungry.”
The two of them made way down to the auditorium of the hotel. Ronnie figured about half of Phoenix might have shown up for the event. She felt silly walking around in a robe, at least until she saw a few more dark-skinned women walking around as well. Everyone was friendly and welcoming.
Jolene filled out the rest of the paperwork, then led Ronnie back to where everyone was getting set up. Jolene looked noticeably annoyed. “Karen Bischloss is here.”
“That’s bad, I take it?” said Ronnie.
“She is a definite…” Jolene looked around and leaned in. “A see you next Tuesday.” Ronnie covered her mouth to contain her laughter. “She was disqualified several years ago from the IIEF, and I think she’s lost her body completely. Anyway, her daughter is competing. I can be civil to her daughter, but Karen? Oooh.”
Ronnie was given a place to stand while Jolene went to get a water. There were a few girls standing off to the side. One of them approached Ronnie. She looked in her early twenties, and was quite beautiful.
“Hi!” said the new girl. “Um, do you know when we start? Nobody seems to know anything here.”
Ronnie folded her arms. She was feeling silly in her robe, which she was keenly aware might have lifted off some of her bronzer. “Oh, we don’t start for another two hours. It’s kind of nuts, right?”
“Yeah.” The girl extended her hand. “I’m Shaya.”
Ronnie accepted her hand. “Ronnie Vance. Nice to meet you.” She adjusted her robe. “So, this is your first competition, right?”
“Yeah,” Shaya sighed. “I’m super nervous! I don’t even know what I’m doing here!”
Ronnie nodded. “I know what you mean. I feel like I’m getting pressured to do it. I’ve just been crazy with dieting and working out.”
“I mean, I kind of know my way around this pageantry stuff,” Shaya went on. “I used to do beauty pageants. I was second runner up Miss Phoenix.”
“Whoa! Good for you,” said Ronnie. “I can see it. You’re really pretty.”
Shaya put her hand to her upper chest. “Thank you so much! I mean, I don’t mind this stuff that much. It’s a good way to meet cute guys, right?”
Ronnie smiled and nodded. “Oh, I guess so.”
An older woman with a mushroom cap haircut and a sour look on her face walked over and stopped right behind Shaya. “What are you doing? I told you not to talk to anyone.”
Shaya turned and made a face of aggravation. “Mother! I wanted to talk to someone. She’s really nice.”
Suddenly Jolene came in and walked up to Ronnie, holding a bottle of water. “Oh,” she said, sounding less than pleased. “Hello, Karen.”
Karen made a bird face. “Jolene,” she said sternly. “Perhaps you have not met my daughter yet, Shaya. I assume this is your daughter as well.”
Ronnie bit her lips to keep from laughing as Jolene stood and fumed. “This is my fiancée, actually. Veronica Vance.”
Karen rolled her eyes. “Good Lord, Jolene. Tacky as always.” She grabbed her daughter by the sleeve. “Come along. We’ll leave the donut-bumpers be.” The two of them went to leave.
“Hey, Karen?” said Jolene. Karen turned to see what she wanted, and Jolene flexed her biceps. “Haven’t worked out in a while, have you? Don’t make me get aggressive.” Karen screwed up her lips and dragged Shaya away.
Ronnie looked at Jolene and smiled. “Give the poor woman a break. The last time she got fucked was when God was handing out faces.” The two of them shared a laugh. “How did such a pretty young woman come out of a skag-bitch like that?”
“Shaya is adopted,” Jolene replied. “I heard a rumour that she’s actually the child of her husband and an employee. They had the mother deported and just kept the girl.”
Ronnie’s eyes bugged out. “Shit! That’s just about the most evil thing I ever heard of.”
Jolene helped Ronnie with her bronzer. The robe had only rubbed off a bit on her shoulders and back. Jolene suggested the robe as she probably did not want to strut around a hotel lobby in her bikini. “They really messed up with the prep rooms,” lamented Jolene. “Okay, I have to go get seated.” She took Ronnie’s hands. “You’re going to do wonderfully.” She gave Ronnie a quick kiss, then proceeded to her seat. Most of the audience was already sat down.
The emcee for the event was a local FM disc jockey that Jolene recognized. He introduced the judges, then announced that the AAFE event was underway. The men’s event would begin first, and for nearly an hour she watched as the muscular men showed off their poses. Jolene was very impressed, although the men were not anywhere near as impressive as those she knew in the IIEF.
The women’s competition was next, and the lower weight classes got in first. A few of the girls were doing their routine, including Shaya. Shaya unfortunately tripped and fell, but the audience was very encouraging regardless. She looked nervous, and Jolene had wished that she would have been available for coaching the young lady.
Ronnie came on next, and Jolene was breathing nervously. She looked absolutely stunning up on stage. Ronnie was craning her legs to look extra limber as Jolene had suggested. Ronnie began by doing her standard poses, and Jolene was impressed at how much she was sticking to the routine. Ronnie did playful kicks up with her heels at just about every step, and she smiled just about wider than anyone else.
At the final minute, Ronnie broke out of her usual posing. “No,” Jolene whispered. “No, stay with the routine!”
What shocked Jolene was just how much the audience liked it. Ronnie decided to mix it up with a few of her own dance moves. She even did the full body wave a few times, making sure she popped out her butt enough. The way Ronnie wiggled her hips as she walked looked forceful and bold. She finished with a strong side pose.
The audience went wild as she finished. Jolene was on her feet right away, absolutely mesmerized. Ronnie blew a kiss to the audience and strutted out, looking proud of herself.
When final tallying was completed, the eight girls in Ronnie’s division were brought out on stage and assumed their best poses. The emcee began announcing names for the runners-up. Ronnie looked disappointed at first, because she assumed they had simply forgotten to announce her name. When they came to third runner-up, Ronnie started to look panicked. She saw Jolene in the crowd, then mouthed the words They didn’t call me yet.
It was down to two women, and Ronnie stood there with Sonia Hernandez, a woman she started a conversation with backstage.
The emcee drew the card for final placing. “And our first runner-up,” he announced, glancing at the card, “Sonia Hernandez, which makes Veronica Vance our winner.”
Ronnie stood there, frozen. Jolene jumped up and yelled out, “You won!”
Ronnie’s eyes grew wide as she pointed to herself. Sonia threw an arm around her and laughed as Ronnie went to the front of the stage to shake hands with the emcee. She was presented with a bouquet as well as a small tiara. She had to pose for about thirty photos before they presented her with her certificate and a three-foot trophy.
Backstage, Ronnie was almost squeezed to death by Jolene. Jolene had neglected her white blouse, and it looked like a tiger pattern by the time she let go of Ronnie.
Shaya came over, still happy that she came second runner-up. “Ronnie! That was fantastic!” She gave her a huge hug as Jolene watched. “I just wanted to say that my mom is totally wrong about you. I’m really happy for you both.”
Ronnie took Jolene’s hand and held up the engagement ring. “I got this shit on lock-down! Heh heh.” Shaya laughed and shook Jolene’s hand.
“Don’t worry about your mother, dear,” Jolene assured her. “I’m sure that one day she and I will find common ground. We can at least agree she has a beautiful daughter.”
Shaya turned red, although it was difficult to determine given the amount of bronzer she had one her face. She then handed Jolene a piece of paper. “Are…you available to give me advice on showing?”
Jolene graciously took the paper. “Any time you’d like.”
Shaya went off to find her mom as Jolene kissed Ronnie. “You did incredible,” Jolene whispered.
Ronnie nuzzled Jolene with her nose. “All because of you. I owe you a lot.”
Jolene escorted Ronnie back to the hotel room. Ronnie disappeared into the bathroom, when suddenly she screamed.
“What happened?” asked Jolene.
“Two-sided tape!” said Ronnie in a pained voice. “I took off my top a bit too fast.” Jolene could hear grunting. “Ooh, it doesn’t help taking it off slowly, either!”
Ronnie spent over half an hour in the tub trying to scrub the bronzer off of her, while Jolene rinsed out her blouse. “It doesn’t stain clothes so much, but skin? Another matter.”
Ronnie suddenly laughed. “The water’s all brown!”
Jolene went to inspect and laughed. “Yes, that happens. I would hate to be the hotel maid. That might leave a ring.”
Jolene waited for Ronnie in the bedroom area, admiring the large trophy. “Darling, I can’t express how proud I am of you right now.” She started to touch herself down below. “Seeing you up there, and those moves you were doing…”
Ronnie opened the door, wrapped in a towel and having one on her head. She marched in and flopped down face-first on the bed.
Jolene rubbed Ronnie’s shoulders. “Dear? Everything okay?”
Ronnie rolled over and made a sad face. “Can I confess something?”
“Of course!” said Jolene.
“I hate this! Hate, hate, hate!” She whipped the towel off of her head. “Look, I had fun up there today, but this is so much work. I had to pose for those pictures, and do all this posing stuff, and the extra exercise and not eating what I want…urgh!” She looked at Jolene. “I’m so sorry! I know how much this all meant to you, but it’s so much work and I can’t do it!”
Jolene put her hand on Ronnie’s shoulder. “Are you sure? You won your first competition! You’re great at this! I never did better than fifth for the first three years I did this!”
Ronnie hung her head back. “I’m just so tired and hungry all the time! Babe, I love you, and I respect what you do here, but I’ll go crazy if I keep this up.” She looked down at her tanned legs. “Seriously, I hardly recognize myself anymore.”
Jolene patted her leg. “You know what? I respect your decision. You tried this once for me, and I will always love you for doing it.” Ronnie hugged her and kissed her cheek.
“Can I eat real food now?” begged Ronnie.
Jolene exhaled. “I don’t know if you’ll want to do a cheeseburger binge. You might get serious cramps or vomiting doing it.”
Ronnie groaned and threw herself back onto the bed. “Please?”
Jolene thought it over. “Okay, but you might regret it.”
“I’ll take my chances!” Ronnie sat up and looked at her arms, then laughed. “I have never been this dark.” She felt up her legs. “Pretty fuckin’ hot though, right?” Jolene agreed.
Jolene let Ronnie get some sleep while she straightened up the room. After a few hours, Jolene took Ronnie out to dinner. Ronnie wore the shortest skirt she could find, as well as a loose-fitting blouse that showed off a decent amount of side-boob. “Don’t look at me like that,” warned Ronnie. “I look awesome right now, and I’m gonna put it to good use.”
Ronnie was definitely getting stares at the restaurant. Her ribs were showing, and the tan spray made Ronnie’s tits look like they glowed. Their waiter came over to check on them every three minutes. Jolene had decided since Ronnie was showing off, she could do the same, and wore a sleeveless white tee with a jeans skirt.
Ronnie indulged on a fajita platter and a giant plate of steak fries, while Jolene chose a nice seafood platter. When Jolene went to use the facilities, an older woman stopped her and pointed to Ronnie. “How does she sat in such great shape eating like that?” Jolene laughed and explained the situation.
After they went back to the hotel, Jolene grabbed Ronnie and kissed her. “You look so hot right now I can’t stand it,” Jolene growled.
Ronnie smiled and stepped away, biting her finger. “I’m all yours tonight. I feel sexy as hell.”
The two of them got stripped off as quickly as possible. Jolene got in and kissed Ronnie, then started grinding up against her. Jolene held onto Ronnie’s toned thigh as she rammed her crotch into Ronnie’s. Ronnie held on and squealed.
“Get on the bed,” Jolene instructed. Ronnie did so, and Jolene leaned in to lick her pussy. Ronnie threw her head back as she held onto Jolene’s head. She looked down and saw Jolene’s head going up and down, but she also admired how great her own abs looked.
“Holy shit,” Ronnie moaned. “Maybe this isn’t so bad.” She propped her leg up on Jolene’s back as Jolene continued licking and massaging.
Jolene got up and wiped her mouth, then went over to the suitcase. Ronnie laid there and waited as Jolene came back strapping on her device. This time, however, it looked different.
“What…what is that?” asked Ronnie. She sat up and looked at the strapon. It had a second member on it this time, tied around the first.
“I know you wanted this to happen,” Jolene said, as she applied lube to both dicks. “You’ve been warming up to anal. You’re going to love this.”
Ronnie laid flat again and lifted up both of her legs. She covered her eyes and grimaced. “I hope you used a lot of lube.”
Jolene pushed up both of Ronnie’s legs, then pushed the lower dick into her asshole. Ronnie grunted as it went in. Jolene then pushed in the top dick into Ronnie’s pussy, and Ronnie’s mouth went wide open.
Ronnie watched as Jolene began pushing in and out of her, slowly at first. Jolene’s shoulders were tensed and her upper chest was flexed and tight. There was only slight pain in Ronnie’s ass as she felt both of the dicks entering her. She had always thought about double penetration, and even Ronnie had assumed she could never get two guys at the same time. This felt even better.
Jolene held Ronnie’s legs up by the ankles as she moved her lower body back and forth. Ronnie loved the fluid motions of Jolene’s gyrations, as if she was doing her own sultry dance. Ronnie love the way Jolene’s arm muscles tightened and clutched. Jolene’s nipples were fully erect as her body glistened.
Jolene reached down and rubbed Ronnie’s clit with her middle finger. Ronnie spread her arms out and grabbed at the sheets as she let out a high-pitch shriek. Jolene was rubbing her other hand up and down Ronnie’s inner thigh as she continued the thrusting. “Don’t stop,” Ronnie panted. “Keep fucking me, baby. Oh God, I love this. I thought this would hurt too much, but…ohhhh.” She did a spasm and the dildos both came out of her.
“Do you want to switch it up?” asked Jolene. Ronnie nodded, then rolled over slowly onto her hands and knees. Jolene ran into the bathroom and cleaned off the dicks, then dashed back into the bedroom. Ronnie had assumed the position, and Jolene began to giggle. “Your asshole is still very white!”
Ronnie had her head pressed on the mattress. “Yeah, you don’t have to comment about—ooooh!”
Jolene had pushed in, with the larger dick now going up her ass. “You okay, dear?” she asked Ronnie. Ronnie lifted her head and nodded, and Jolene continued pushing in and pulling out. Jolene put one hand on the small of Ronnie’s back. “I love the way you look right now, darling,” Jolene said. She rubbed Ronnie’s asshole with her thumb as she pushed in and out. “You’re really taking it well, yes?”
Ronnie could not respond. She never realized how good it felt having two dicks rubbing up inside of her, the wall between her vagina and rectum being rubbed on both sides at the same time. “Ohhh, God, you’re fucking ruining me, girl!” she moaned as she started to slap the mattress with her palm. “Fuck! Fuck!”
Jolene gave Ronnie a slap with her hand on that tight little ass as she began to grunt and flex. “That’s it!” Jolene yelled. “Get wild! You show off like you did on that stage! Ooh, I wanna fuck you in front of a crowd! You like to show off, yeah? I’ll fuckin’ show you who’s the fuckin’ hot slut!” She pulled out the larger dick, then began to fuck Ronnie hard with the smaller one in her vagina. Jolene started to bite her lip and make sobbing noises. “You made me fucking crazy up there! I loved seeing it so much!”
Ronnie moved forward, then turned around and grabbed Jolene to kiss her. Jolene fell on top of Ronnie and forced the dildo back into her, fucking her wildly. The other dildo was sliding on top of her, rubbing on her clitoral hood. Ronnie squirted all over the bed, and Jolene felt a rush when she felt the wetness. Jolene rolled off of Ronnie as the two of them tried to catch their breath.
After a few minutes, Ronnie turned her head to look at Jolene, still almost out of breath. “You…better…leave…a good tip…for the maid.”
The two of them got the sheets off of the bed, and pulled spare blankets out of the closet. Jolene laid one down on the mattress and covered up Ronnie with the other. She went in the bathroom to get some tissues for Ronnie, then cleaned up the double strapon. She slid into bed with Ronnie and held her.
“Uh, so…fuck me on stage in front of everyone, eh?” Ronnie laughed.
Jolene covered her eyes. “I mean…sometimes I blurt things out that…”
“That you secretly fantasize about?” Ronnie finished, smiling widely.
“I would never go through with that!” Jolene became flush.
“Hey, look, we all have something that we want to do,” Ronnie assured her. “Look at me! I mean…that really surprised me, what you did to me. I couldn’t imagine being with another man and saying, oh yeah, I wanna get double penetrated!”
“You had mentioned it to me once,” Jolene said, acting more embarrassed. “So I kept it in the back of my mind, and then one day I saw this attachment online, and thought…why not?”
“That’s great, though!” Ronnie put her arm around Jolene’s neck. “We have to try new things! Keep it exciting! That’s…kind of why I went along with this contest. Now I’m all fit and toned and…brown!” She laughed and examined her hand. “Do I look okay like this?”
Jolene bit her lip. “I couldn’t take my eyes off of you at that restaurant. I mean, I was kind of grossed out watching you eat like that!” The two of them laughed. “I am guilty of it myself once a competition is over, though. I absolutely love cinnamon buns when I’m done. Being without them for weeks makes them taste so much better.” Jolene took Ronnie’s hand and laced her fingers into it. “I was watching your breasts the whole time you were in the restaurant. They normally look good, but right now? They look…” Jolene made a face like she was having a seizure. “They look gooooood.”
“I hope you’re not disappointed that I’m giving up,” Ronnie said, sadly. “I mean, I’m not quitting exercising. I like it a lot. And I am also not ruling out competing again. Just…I need to kind of take a break for now. This is so much work!”
Jolene nodded knowingly. “I know, and…this is why I’m giving it up after this year.”
Ronnie got up on an elbow. “What? You’re quitting?”
“Oh, I have to,” Jolene sighed. “My joints are starting to ache, and the doctor is a bit concerned about my bone density. I won’t stop exercising, but the competition routine is getting to be a bit much.”
“Jo, this isn’t because of me, is it?” asked Ronnie. “I can help you.”
Jolene stroked Ronnie’s cheek. “You will help me. I need someone to make sure I stick to my diet and to keep me motivated at the gym.” She looked into Ronnie’s big, beautiful eyes. “You can do that for me, right?”
“Oh, absolutely, my little hot slut.” Ronnie laughed as Jolene hit her with a pillow.
“Hey, Ronnie?” said Jolene.
“Yeah?” replied Ronnie.
“I stole your ass virginity,” Jolene blurted out. Ronnie howled and gave Jolene a gentle push.
After checking out of the hotel, Jolene helped to carry all of Ronnie’s gear back. Ronnie figured that putting her lone trophy on display next to Jolene’s wall of victory made sense.
Ronnie also complained for three straight days that her ass hurt. Jolene agreed that their recent exploration would be a once in a blue moon phenomenon. Ronnie had also made clear that there would be payback, to which Jolene made no major protestation.
After two weeks, Jolene had received a digital copy and printed off a hard copy of Ronnie’s competition portrait. Ronnie had the most darling smile as she had her hips cocked in just about the sexiest pose Jolene had ever seen. She had it framed and hung it next to her own trophies and belts. The spray tanning had worn off, and Ronnie had trouble recognizing herself. She touched the photo as it hung up on Jolene’s wall. “Maybe again,” she told herself.
A few days later, Jolene called up Ronnie at work and was too excited to make sense. Ronnie tried to calm her fiancée down, and told her they would meet up at Jolene’s place that night.
Ronnie came over, and saw a stack of magazines sitting on the coffee table. She went over and picked one up, seeing the title Defined Monthly. She realized that all of the magazines were the same copy. Jolene was busying herself in the kitchen with something.
“Jo! You need to read the covers before buying!” chuckled Ronnie. “These are all the same.”
“Flip to page seventeen,” called out Jolene from the kitchen.
Ronnie did so, and she almost dropped the magazine in shock. There she was, in black and white, looking stunning. The picture had Ronnie with her abs looking cut, her breasts looking delicious, and her thumbs hiking up her bottoms. The magazine had mercifully cut the part of her face showing, although with what little the original showed, it was unlikely anyone would have recognized her anyway.
Jolene hustled in and looked over Ronnie’s shoulder, giving an excited squeeze. “This is going to be in every gym in the country!” she squealed. The ad was for a plastic water bottle that was supposed to filter out 99.9% of impurities. The title at the top of the ad said KEEP YOUR PURITY.
Ronnie was too stunned to speak. She grabbed onto Jolene’s muscular shoulder to steady herself. “I’m…I’m in…this…” Jolene helped her sit down.
“This is a huge step for you, dear,” Jolene told her. “This is a wild amount of exposure. And look!” She held up a letter. “Cherry sent it over. She gets a small commission, but you get the lion’s share! Open it up!”
Ronnie ripped open the envelope and took out a personal cheque from Cherry’s photography company. She had to read it several times to make the amount make sense in her mind. “This is…four thousand dollars.”
Jolene cheered and hugged Ronnie while she stared at the cheque. “Just think!” said Jolene. “If they keep that ad running, you get paid each time! That could go for a year.” She pointed at the ad. “That could go for a year.”
“A year…each time…paid…” Ronnie almost fell over.
“Oh my,” Jolene gushed. “Imagine the wedding we could afford!”
“Is that it for the surprises?” asked Ronnie, putting the cheque down.
Jolene had her larger box on the table, which she retrieved. She opened it up and had a brief look before shoving it back in the box. “They came!”
Ronnie stared impatiently. “What?”
“Well, seeing as how well your own portfolio turned out,” Jolene began, “I figured I would get mine updated as well. Cherry managed to get me in one day.”
Ronnie held out her hands desperately. “Gimme!”
Jolene handed over the box, and Ronnie started to pull out the pictures. “Be careful, darling!” warned Jolene. “I want to keep a lot of those for posterity.”
Ronnie rifled through the larger prints, a large portion of them with Jolene in shorty shorts and a sleeveless top with a flower in her hair. She had on dark red lipstick and her hair was in an old-timey curled in the back style.
“I had my hair done the day before, then went and got the photos done,” said Jolene.
“Oh, this is why you disappeared that one weekend!” Ronnie got a look on her face. “Sly girl!” She looked over the old-fashioned photos. “These are really great, babe. Yeah, this is like a pin-up style, right?”
“Exactly,” said Jolene. Some of the pictures had Jolene doing a salute and playing a bugle. She even recreated the Rosie the Riveter pose, only Jolene’s bulging bicep really made Ronnie think that we can do it.
Ronnie moved onto the bikini shots. “These are incredible, girl. Cherry is a genius.”
Jolene looked over Ronnie’s shoulder and pointed at some of the contours. “She really knew how to make my hip muscles stand out here.” Jolene was in several poses, smiling in most. Ronnie tended towards the ones where Jolene looked more stern.
“I like when you have that serious look on your face,” Ronnie chuckled. “You’re probably the least mean person I know, but look at you there!”
Jolene held the photo to examine it, then laughed. “I had never though about it!” She leafed over to one where Jolene was leaning up against a post. “Ugh, no to this one. My belly is sticking out.” Ronnie squinted and looked, looking confused.
Ronnie then moved to the next photo, and she looked at Jolene with a wide smile. “Okay,” Ronnie started. “What on Earth possessed you to do this?”
Jolene covered her eyes with her hand. “This is not the worst of them, either.”
Jolene was in the photo with her back to the camera, sitting on a swing decorated with flowers. Her head was cocked to the side, and Ronnie loved how innocent and sweet the picture looked. What tarnished the otherwise perfect shot was that Jolene was nude. Her firm butt was perched up nicely on the seat. She was holding on to the ropes of the swing, and her back muscles were tensed up enough to show off her form.
“That is…wow,” Ronnie stated. “You’re sure that Cherry’s not into chicks, right?”
Jolene flicked her eyebrows. “She wasn’t before these pictures, at least.”
“This is going in my spank bank,” Ronnie teased as she moved to the next one. “Oh…fuck.”
The next picture was of Jolene suspending herself from a rope by her right arm. Her biceps and triceps on her hanging arm were fully tensed, and her latssimus dorsi muscles looked taut and firm, as did most of her core. Ronnie could discern all of this easily since Jolene was completely naked. She was looking down and to her other side so that you could not see her full face. Ronnie recognized the body.
“Now, dear, I know that you worry about me getting looked at,” Jolene began. “I mean, for someone who had done competitive fitness pageants for several years, this is not exactly new to me.”
Ronnie was fluctuating between nausea and lust. “I mean…it’s all you there.” She sighed. “I guess it’s just between you and me, right?”
“And Cherry,” Jolene said, then giggled. She put her hand on Ronnie’s shoulder. “Sweetheart, these are for you.”
Ronnie stared as she examined every contour of Jolene’s naked body. She rolled her eyes. “Okay, I mean…fuck. Holy fucking fuck, these are fucking HOT! I mean…fuck.”
Jolene gave her fiancée a gentle pat on the back. “I was hoping you would like them.”
Ronnie flipped to the next picture and was absolutely floored. Jolene had both of her arms up as she held onto the rope from the previous picture. This one was black and white, and Cherry must have sprayed down Jolene with water because she was nearly drenched. She had her head back and her eyes closed with a lusty look on her face. Jolene had the rope wrapped around her thigh several times, as if it was a snake attacking her. She had arched her back enough to get her tits to stick out. Cherry used a special lens to distort curvature, making Jolene’s face and upper body appear slightly larger.
Jolene pointed at the photo. “Yeah, Cherry got up on a ladder and took the shot downwards. I think this is ingenious of her. My legs look so dainty!” She giggled.
Ronnie panted with her mouth hung open. “You should be doing the modelling.”
Jolene wrapped an arm around Ronnie. “My day has come and gone,” she said with a sigh. “I took these just to feel sexy again.”
Ronnie looked Jolene in the eye. “You’ll always be this to me,” she said, placing her hand on Jolene’s photo. She gave Jolene a kiss, then let the pictures fall onto the coffee table as they grabbed each other. The two of them stood up and hugged close.
Ronnie jumped up and straddled Jolene around the waist. “Take me to bed, hottie!” Jolene complied and carried her in, as they shed their clothes and made love. Ronnie glanced over occasionally to look at the proud woman, flexing her bicep and smiling wider than she ever had. She hoped that she could get the encouragement to try again.