End
"Ernie, is Kimberly still here?" Kat queried, hurrying up to the door of the Youth Center as the portly owner locked up.
"Yes, she is."
Kat let out an exasperated sigh. "I can't believe her! I'd have thought that after what happened the last time she stayed late to practice...." She shuddered, recalling how she found her friend and teammate on the floor.
"Don't worry, Kat; she said she was done on the beam. She only expected to be a few more minutes. I'd have waited, but I really need to be getting home. I'm expecting a call...."
"Would you mind if I waited for her?"
"I'd feel a hundred times better knowing she's not alone. Thanks," Ernie said as he unlocked the door and let her in.
Kat had to admire Kim's determination in pursuing the Pan Globals --and not just all the practice time. She was giving up a lot of things: going to Paris with her mom, her friends, her Powers and her place on the team.... Kat had been fortunate when she'd been diving; she hadn't needed to make those kinds of sacrifices. She wished Kim all the luck in the world.
"Uuuhhhnnn!"
"Oh no, not again!" Kat gasped upon hearing Kim's cry, and she rushed from the vestibule to the juice bar proper, steeling herself against the sight she most feared: her friend writhing on the floor in agony. However, the sight that greeted her wasn't one she was prepared for.
The former Pink Ranger was writhing all right, but not on the floor and certainly not in pain. She straddled the balance beam at center, hands forward bracing herself, legs extended, toes pointed --the perfect portrait of a gymnast; however, there was much more to the picture. Kim's shorts lay in a heap next to the springboard; her racer back top was pulled up, baring her breasts. With her back arched, her softly rounded globes thrust forward, her pleasure-hardened nipples taut in invitation. Kim tossed her head back, a smile of purest delight lighting her features as her canted hips rocked against the polished wood.
_I bet they don't teach that move at Coach Schmidt's,_ Kat mused, mesmerized by the unadulterated sensuality of the scene. She felt herself responding in ways she hadn't thought possible just a short time ago but were now as natural as the Power flowing through her veins. Kim's lithe, athletic body with its graceful curves backlit by the dimmed lights... her petite frame moving with a powerful, primal rhythm... her moans --lush and deep-- giving voice to inexpressible sensations....
Kat absently reached up to caress her own breasts as she watched Kim's rise and fall enticingly with her every movement. Her breath kept time with her friend's, and between her legs she felt the rising heat and wetness --the ache to know the same pleasure enrapturing Kimberly.
Kim suddenly shifted position, flowing gracefully over the beam. She lay down on the narrow apparatus, skimming off her top as she eased herself down. Her back arched into her caress as her hands smoothed over her bosom, her nipples visibly erect in silhouette. Kim's legs began to move as her hands slid down to her hips, slipping her panties over her curves. Slowly, her legs came together; knees bending, she brought them to her chest, enabling her to fully divest herself of her last garment. Then, she stretched out with sensuous ease, her body forming a pleasing collection of curves against the planes of the hardwood.
Kat licked her lips in anticipation, and her own fingers slipped under the waistband of her denim shorts even as Kim's hands glided to the juncture of her thighs. Kat's soft moan echoed Kim's rich, throaty sigh as she began working her fingers across and into her moist, pink sex. Kim's fingers moved slowly at first, then faster. One hand continued to sweetly torment her pussy while the other returned to her breasts.
"Aahh ... yes ... mmm...!" Kim moaned with abandon, her body quickening to her touch, her legs spread further apart as her climax drew nigh.
_How does she stay on that thing?_ Kat marveled, watching as Kim's body undulated with her pleasure. She felt her own legs trembling and was forced to take a seat on the mat. Her fingers were inside her panties stroking her own needy clit. Her eyes never left Kim as her own budding orgasm simmered within her. She had the wildest urge to hold back and come with Kim; however, Kim's moans were only just beginning to crescendo when the sweet fire of orgasm exploded through every facet of Kat's being. She bit back her cries of ecstasy as best she could, not wanting to intrude on the scene that had driven her over the edge.
Kim's back arched impressively and her thighs clamped around her hand. A second later, a visible shudder tore through her as her orgasm crashed over her, and even in the throes of ultimate pleasure, there was still something artistic in the way she moved, bucking and writhing, on the beam, somehow maintaining her balance. The sight left Kat as breathless as her own eruption had. Before she realized what she was doing, she heard the sound of her applause replacing the void Kim's cries of joy had filled just moments ago.
Still gasping for air, her hands soothing her quivering body, Kim turned her head, looking at Kat with heavy-lidded eyes smoldering yet with passion.
"Like that?" she queried, her voice thick and husky. She curled gracefully into an upright position.
"Uh huh," Kat agreed, picking herself up off the mat. A grin tugged at her lips as she asked, "So, what do you call that maneuver?"
"Variations on a straddle mount," Kim quipped. Her breasts still heaved with her exertions, and her whole body glistened wetly in the low amber lighting.
"Looks like fun."
"Want to give it a try?"
Kim hopped off the beam and drew closer to Katherine, smiling invitingly.
"Sure," Kat agreed, seeing a hunger to match her own dancing in Kim's smoky gaze. "What do I do?"
"First, you have on way too many clothes," Kim murmured, running a hand up Kat's blouse. Kat raised her hands to undo the buttons, but Kim caught her wrists and pulled her arms away. "Let me."
Kat shivered as Kim's fingers deftly unfastened her buttons. There was a sensuality to her movements that she hadn't seen in any of her other lovers on the team. Perhaps it was in the way Kim's eyes held hers the entire time; Kat found herself melting into the velvety brown depths. So lost was she that she wasn't even aware that Kim had finished opening her blouse until she felt a whisper of cloth slide down her arms and flutter about her feet. Kim's hands cupped Kat's breasts through the lacy fabric of her bra, and Kat closed her eyes, sighing contentedly as she felt Kim's hot mouth press against the thin material, her teeth grazing the pebble-hard nipples, exciting Kat's desires anew.
When Kat opened her eyes, she looked down into Kim's face; Kim's moist lips parted provocatively. The pink of her tongue peeked out, lightly grazing a rosy, soft lip. Kim's whole being invited one to share her fire, to taste and explore ... an invitation Kat did not want to refuse. She offered her own mouth in exchange, and Kim accepted, engaging her in an erotic, open-mouthed kiss, their tongues barely touching. Then slowly, oh-so-very-slowly, Kim's tongue delved deeper --caressed harder-- until Kat felt as if Kim was drawing every electric sensation out of her body and into her own via their joined mouths.
Kat's body pressed tighter against Kim's, wanting --needing-- to feel her hot, silky flesh against her own. As their bodies melded together, Kim's hungry mouth worked its way down the curve of Kat's throat, leaving warm trails of wetness down the creamy skin. Her hands brushed the straps of Kat's bra down her shoulders and peeled the cups away to bare the quivering mounds to the cold kiss of the air before searing the delicate swells with her torrid mouth.
With a gasp, Kat urged Kim's face deeper into her chest, relishing the heat of her lips and tongue and the whispery caress of Kim's hair against her skin. Kim turned her face from side to side, nuzzling her smooth cheeks into the valley of Kat's baby-soft breasts. The tender teasing had Kat whimpering for more, and Kim gave it willingly, her tongue reaching out in a languid lick, sampling the sweet softness.
"Oh, Kim," Kat purred, reveling in the warm waves of delight which rocked her body and soul with every stroke of Kim's knowing tongue. It was as if Kim's mouth moved over her in slow motion, bringing the flesh at the point of contact to joyous life, exciting the skin not yet touched to quivering in anticipation of the fiery caress, and leaving that which had been left behind trembling with wanting to know such supreme pleasure again. The long, slow licks gave way to Kim's lips --and just her lips-- wrapped around a taut, tempting bud. Then came the teeth grazing gently in a caress so ecstatic it had Kat yearning for more.
Kat could hardly stand it any longer. She wanted to do more than simply let Kim make love to her (and yet she was loath to have Kim stop); she wanted to taste and touch and explore the woman pleasuring her. However, Kimberly had already started down her trembling body again, somehow sweeping away her bra and peeling her shorts down her hips until she was dressed in nothing but a pair of damp panties. Kim's fingers stroked her inner thighs, brushing against the wet cotton covering her womanhood.
"Mm, so ready...." Kim murmured heatedly, inhaling deeply and pressing her mouth against Kat's heated sex in a quick kiss. "Come on!"
So quickly it had Kat's head spinning, Kim bounded to her feet and tugged Katherine towards the balance beam.
"Kim!" Kat protested, wanting to be eaten, not to play on the equipment.
"Trust me," Kim whispered, brushing her lips across Kat's. "Put your hands on the beam, press yourself up, and hold it."
Kat had a smattering of gymnastics experience --things she had learned in gym class-- so she had an idea of what Kim wanted. As she supported herself, her arms trembling slightly, she felt Kim's mouth and hands on her back slowly trailing down to her buttocks. She eased Kat's panties down until they just barely covered her sex and nothing more.
"Toes pointed ... nice...." Kim praised, glossing her hands over Kat's exposed cheeks. Kat felt her back arch ever so slightly as Kim's tongue traced the same route. She shivered, loving the feel of Kim's silky touch and her hot wet mouth on her behind.
"Keep your legs as straight as possible and swing one up over the beam," Kim instructed. Kat complied as best she could and soon felt the cool wood against her hot, wet sex through the thin cotton. It wasn't exactly comfortable, but she canted her hips as Kim had, bringing her hungry clit in contact with the hard surface. Almost instinctively, her hips rocked forward in a needy grind.
"Keeping your underwear on helps you slide better," Kim explained as she helped the new Pink Ranger position her arms. Kat's back automatically arched, forcing her breasts forwards. Posed as Kim had been, Katherine felt excitement stirring within her, and she wondered if she looked as erotic as Kim had in the same pose. She certainly felt sexy! She tilted her head back, shaking out her golden hair.
"Very nice," Kim praised. "You look sooo good ...." She agilely swung herself onto the beam, straddling it just at Kat's grip. Kim reached forward to gently touch Kat's face, and Kat impulsively nipped at her fingertips.
Kat continued rocking her hips against the beam as Kim's hands wandered lower, brushing her fulsome breasts. She sucked in a sharp gasp as Kim strummed her fingers across her excruciatingly tender nubs, but that was nothing compared to the moan that burst forth from her depths as Kim pinched her nipples hard.
"Lean back," Kimberly whispered, her lips scant millimeters from Kat's. She could feel the movement of those soft petals against her own. Kim helped reposition her hands to brace herself behind her, causing her breasts to jut forward more sharply and her hips to pull back. Kat's body trembled as Kim kissed her way down to her heaving chest. Kat's mouth parted, releasing a throaty explosion of her need as Kim's mouth latched onto a straining bud. Even as Kim's lips and tongue made sweet love to Kat's bosom, her hand caressed Kat's desperate body as it glided southward until her fingers dipped inside the barely-there panties and excited her passions to a fever pitch.
"Kim, please!" Kat entreated, finding it harder and harder to maintain her balance as her body raced wildly towards an explosion of molten desire.
"All right," Kim agreed. She moved closer, pressing herself against Kat's lithesome body. Slowly, she continued urging Kat back. "Lie down and hold onto the beam above your head." As Kat did so, Kim flowed down her, their bodies caressing hotly. "Bring your legs up and together."
Kat momentarily bobbled, but she held on as she swung her legs up as she had seen Kim do earlier. Kim held on to her legs and helped her raise them perpendicular to the beam. Lavishly, she ran her hands over their elegant length, then she rolled Kat's panties over her hips and slipped them off, tossing them aside with a flourish.
As Kim parted her legs, Kat realized that her position was not unlike being bound. She couldn't let go of the beam unless she wanted to fall, nor could she move around much for the same reason. Unable to touch herself or her partner, unable to move ... she was completely at Kim's mercy, and the thought sent an unexpected frisson of excitement shooting through her.
Kim slid her tongue down the soft, pale flesh of Kat's inner thighs, descending with maddening patience to the profusion of golden wet curls between Kat's legs. Then, all sensation ceased as Kim paused, depriving Kat of her touch. Kat, her body taut with anticipation and spread open --vulnerable-- could no longer take the suspense. "Please, Kim ... eat me!"
Kim's smile was hungry and predatorial as she traced a finger along the moist, tremulous folds of Kat's slit. Kat squirmed as much as she could, trying to work Kim's finger closer to her clitoris. She felt a snarl of impatience curling her lips when Kim failed to cooperate; however, her dissatisfied rumble became a startled yelp as Kim slipped a finger into her vagina and started stroking.
A second finger joined the first as Kat bucked her hips to meet Kim's pistoning thrusts; however, the finger fuck just wasn't doing it. Kat was on the verge of letting go and forcing Kim's head between her legs when she felt the exquisite tickle of Kim's soft hair brush her heated flesh preparatory to the explosion of hot air breaking upon her anxious sex.
"Yes!" Kat shrieked when at last Kim's tongue broadly swept across her painfully hard button. She was taken by surprise when Kim savaged her clit with ravenous licks; she had been expecting as torturously slow a session as everything else Kim had done thus far. Kat felt herself rapidly swept away on the ecstatic tide surging through her body, and she barely had time to catch a breath before her climax hit. Her vision swam, and her head tilted back on the beam even as her body arched more bow-like as she came with thunderous intensity, her cries ringing throughout the empty juice bar. She'd have fallen had it not been for Kim's steadying hold.
Slowly, her body relaxed, and she gulped in deep draughts of air. As her trembling eased, she thought Kim might cease her oral massage, but the former Ranger continued licking --more leisurely than before. She removed her fingers from Kat's sopping cunt and reached up to titillate Kat's nipples. Kim played with Kat's body until Kat felt another fiery stirring in her blood.
"Kim, I think I'm...."
A second orgasm --smaller, sweeter, but no less pleasurable-- broke upon her. When the after shocks from this one ebbed, Kim finally pulled away and helped her up. Pleasantly drained, Kat clung to Kim, trying to get her bearings.
"How was that?" Kim queried.
"You have to ask?" Kat sighed dreamily, feeling well satisfied. "So, is it my turn to do you?"
"I was hoping you'd say that," Kim admitted, betraying her own excitement and eagerness.
Cupping Kim's face in her hands, Katherine brought Kim's lips to hers, her tongue darting out to taste the juice still glistening on Kim's mouth. Slowly, she slid her tongue past Kimberly's teeth to engage her tongue in a twining, sensual dance. Kim sighed deep into Kat's mouth as her pent-up desires began to bubble to the surface.
"Lay down," Kat commanded just as Kim had done to her. Kim ebbed backwards with easy grace as Kat moved over her, her predecessor's supple flesh flowing beneath her. Kat sat back, pouting. "No fair, she huffed. "You make that look so easy!"
"More practice, that's all," Kim replied easily, grasping the beam above her head, keeping her body as taut and still as Kat had.
Kat leaned over her again, this time working her lips from Kim's hot mouth to the valley between her breasts. Even though familiar with the female form, there was something thrilling in exploring another's body. The contrast between the softness of the swells and their stone-hard tips ... the pleasure just a simple touch could bring ... the heady sound of another moaning in rapturous joy all because of a tiny brushing of the tongue .... Kat shivered with as much delight as Kim as her mouth closed over a quivering breast.
"Mmm ... yes!" Kim cried out, her legs working around Kat's body, pulling her closer and bracing herself at the same time.
_Wish I'd have thought of that,_ Kat mused, feeling Kim surging against her in all the heat of her need. Wanting Kim's sweet torment to be as exquisite as her own had been, Kat pulled away from her breasts. When she had Kim's attention, she slowly licked kitten-like at one aching nipple, pausing between laps.
"You've been talking to Tommy!" Kim hissed, wriggling. Kat merely grinned and took another leisurely lick.
"Kat ... please!" Kim begged with a desperation akin to Kat's former state. Only then did Kat draw her tongue down Kim's quivering belly.
Kim's heady scent filled her senses as Kat drew closer to her sex, and the Pink Ranger found herself licking her lips in anticipation of tasting Kim. Kim's hips thrust forward, seeking satisfaction; Kat grinned, ignoring Kim's body's entreaties, wanting to draw this out as much as possible. If Kim was as hot as Kat suspected, she wasn't likely to last long.
To prolong the delicious agony, Kat pulled away from her lover and pressed her legs closed. She folded Kim's knees and pressed her legs back against her chest, causing her bottom to tilt upwards. Kat had to admit, Kim did have a cute ass --so nicely rounded, soft yet firm ... and as sensitive as all get out! She glossed her hands over Kim's swelling cheeks and was rewarded with a thick moan. Her fingers drizzled over the pale mounds, completely ignoring the pouting lips peeking through Kim's closed thighs. Kimberly whimpered in frustration. Grinning wickedly, Kat dipped in closer and drew her tongue across a taut globe, and Kim nearly fell off the beam.
"Kat...!" Kim gasped. This time, Katherine took a playful nip, forcing a squeak of delight to chirp out of Kim's throat. Sensing that Kim was at her breaking point, Kat administered her coup de grace and ran her tongue from Kim's crack to her juicy slit, and Kim's subsequent exhalation was more like a growl.
With a wicked grin, Kat ran her tongue down the back of one of Kim's legs, then she parted them, allowing her access to Kim's pink treasure. Kat's tongue lightly played over Kim's pulsing lips, tempting and teasing. Wanton tremors of pleasure shot through Kim's straining body, but she was unable to give them free rein.
Kim's taste was elusive --one moment sweet, the next tart, one flavor on the surface, another deeper inside. The differences were so enticing that Kat found herself delving deep within Kim's creamy folds to sample all that Kim had to offer. However, Kim's hips ground so insistently against her face that Kat couldn't indulge for long. She had the distinct impression that if she didn't get Kim off soon, the gymnast would do it herself.
"All right, all right," Kat chuckled, lifting her head to shake the hair out of her eyes.
"Oohh," Kim groaned as Kat at last applied her tongue to Kim's throbbing clit. Kat swirled her tongue round and round in ever tightening circles until the very tip fairly vibrated on one small spot. The sensation was so intense, Kim lost all control. Her legs locked around Katherine once again as she released the beam. Her hands swept across her feverish body, pausing to caress her breasts and squeeze her nipples, exciting their painful harness. They continued lower until she lost her fingers in Kat's silky golden tresses. Both hands forced Kat's face deeper between her legs.
"Uuuhhhnnn!" Kim screamed as her climax hit, the recoil of her tensed muscles pulling her up from the narrow wood. She held Kat so tightly pressed into her as she writhed about in ecstasy that Kat couldn't have pulled away if she wanted to. For the moment, though, she was content to drink deeply of Kim's warm juices as they filled her mouth. Her tongue sought to soothe the ecstatic tremors rocking Kim's pussy even as her hands sought to do the same for Kim's spasming frame.
"Oh, God," Kim sighed, finally collapsing on the beam exhaustedly, releasing Kat. "Mm, that was intense!"
It took both women several minutes to catch their breath and regain their senses.
"Who knew the balance beam could be so much fun," Kat sighed with amusement. "Is the other equipment just as entertaining?"
"I'm not sure; how about we find out? I know some awesome moves for the floor," Kim said invitingly as she sat up. The two reached for each other to share a warm hug, an even warmer kiss, and the incomparable sensation of skin-on-skin --soft breasts and taut nipples `kissing' as they touched. Hands wandered over backs and buttocks as tongues dueled anew. They drew each other closer, seeking to meld bodies even as their passions melded. Kim threw a leg over Kat's --and vice versa-- allowing greater proximity.
"Oh!" Kat gasped in surprise. With her hands buried in Kim's asscheeks, she pressed Kim's hips into her own. What caused her exclamation was the tickle of hair against her tender, passion-swollen nether lips. She saw amazement reflected back at her in Kim's eyes. However, surprise gave way to sensual delight. Moans reverberated about each other's mouths as their hips began moving, their moist slits rubbing together deliciously. Before they could fully explore the exquisite sensations of their new position, the two were interrupted by a familiar chime.
"Damn," Kat swore softly, but when she looked to her wrist, her communicator was silent.
"It's Tommy," Kim murmured with more than a little frustration as she disentangled herself. She hopped off the beam and hurried over to her gym bag. "He gave me his old green communicator --just in case," she explained.
"A sensible precaution," Kat agreed, since she had Kim's pink one until Billy could finish a communicator of her own.
"Hi Tommy," Kim said.
"Hey, Beautiful. When Aisha told me you weren't home yet, I got a little worried."
"I'm fine. In fact, we were just finishing up."
"We?"
"Kat stopped by, and I was showing her some moves on the beam." The two Pink Rangers exchanged knowing grins.
"Oh. Well... I guess this means you won't be needing any help with your shower," Tommy said dispiritedly.
Kim looked questioningly at Kat. It was tempting, but Kat shook her head, and Kim's smile blossomed.
"Kat and I can manage just fine by ourselves."
They could almost see Tommy's eyebrows climbing in amazement and amusement.
"Maybe next time?" he asked, doing his best to mask his disappointment. The girls tried to stifle their giggles.
"If you don't have to teach tomorrow, you could come by, and I'll show you the same moves I showed Kat," Kim offered, glancing at her partner with smoky, hungry eyes. Kat shuddered in anticipation and hoped Kim would hurry up and finish.
"Sounds great. Call me when you get home."
"I will. Bye, Tommy." Kim signed off and tossed the communicator back in her bag. "Now, where were we?"
"Your floor routine," Kat prompted, taking the hand Kim held out to her and following her willingly out onto the mat.
"I'll show you some moves that'll have Tommy creaming his jeans tomorrow night," Kim promised.
"Do I get to be there to help demonstrate?" Kat wondered.
"Hm, possibly."
"I can hardly wait!"