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The Secret Life of Claire Robbins Part 2
Original draft written November 2018 by me (with story input by
trix32), with revision work done by Frankie J Warner and trix32 in
December 2018.
Claire Robbins loved working out on Saturday evenings at Hard Bodies,
a local gym on Metro State University's campus. There were so many
muscle bound cuties that liked to get their pump on before hitting up
the party scene and Claire enjoyed the looks she received from these
hard bodies boys. She watched several of these hunks work their biceps
in front of her while finishing her 2-mile jog on the treadmill. Her
gaze caught a few wandering eyes checking her out and basked in their
attention.
Claire wore a rather sensual outfit, made not just for fitness but
also to entice the looks of the men working out. A hot pink tank top
wrapped tightly around her immense bosom, leaving her tight tummy
exposed. Dark athletic leggings and sneakers with girly purple laces
further added to her 'sexy co-ed' look she went for when getting a
pump of her own.
After finishing her treadmill cool down and taking a long gulp from
her sleek water bottle, she stepped off the treadmill and sauntered to
the dumbbells, putting extra effort into popping her hips with each
step. She spotted some heavy weights, 50 pounds or more, and almost
went for them before she paused. Lil old me wouldn't be able to lift
those she giggled to herself. Claire grabbed a pair of hot pink 10-
pound hand weights. She stretched out her arms with the weights,
taking a moment to pause and spotted some of the muscled jocks nearby
eyeing her up and down. She looked over to some of them, ran her hands
through her long golden hair, gave a seductive wink, and then a
playfully clap of her hands upon her lush ass.
Oh yeah boys, gaze all you want, I don't mind Claire thought has she
flexed her lean arms while holding the weights in her soft hands. Too
bad my suit doesn't have muscles she though as Claire posed for the
boys with her beach model body. Oh well, I prefer being sensual and
sexy like this anyway. Putting the weights down on the gym floor, she
then did some aerobic exercises, bending and flexing her bodacious
figure, feeling her bosom sway slightly, only constrained somewhat by
her sports bra worn under her tank top. This left her midriff exposed,
showing off her tan skin and belly button ring she recently gotten-
detachable of course. Claire reveled in the sensation she got when
people watched her workout. For all they knew she was a hot, bodacious
co-ed enjoying her time staying fit and lean, when in reality Claire
Robbins was a tight husk of latex and killer hair.
Matt Williams was having the time of his life as Claire Robbins and
currently was at the edge of ecstasy as his alter ego. He kept his
Claire persona calm as a cucumber around the onlookers, but deep down
Matt was smug he could garner so much lust from them. Being better
than the competition was a shared mantra of Matt and Claire and being
better than a physical female was his desire.
"Ahem, Claire, if you needed some help with your form you could've
called me," a rough voice uttered casually breaking Claire's
concentration. She turned. "Oh, hey. It's you, Jason... How lovely to
see you, babes. I didn't think you went to this gym," she giggled with
an odd surprised edge to her sweet voice. Jason stood near the back
wall, wearing a sly grin on his face. Claire, while not caring for
Jason's personality, admired his good looks. He was a business school
junior and had the appearance of a veritable Adonis: Short sandy hair
and deep blue eyes, clean shaven with an awesome chin and a body that
made Matt inwardly jealous. A six-pack and well muscled underneath his
sweaty tank top and navy blue shorts. God that's what I so love about
him, that body, Claire or rather Matt noted with a pang of jealousy.
"Yeah the Cougar Club is always packed on the weekends. Not enough
weights to go around. Plus I've missed you so badly. I went to your
house a little bit ago and your roommates said that you were out at
the gym so I..." As he walked towards her, he planted a supple kiss on
her pouty lips. Claire recoiled back a bit, but accepted the kiss
eagerly. God he gives me great tongue. She broke the long embrace.
"Well, now you know where I am. So unless you want to work out some
more, you can go now." She turned her back to him. "Wait, Claire.
That's not the only reason I came to see you, or nearly came..." Jason
trailed as he pointed down to the subtle tent in his pants.
"Oh you're a sly boy, aren't you?" Claire grinned amused, noticing
Jason's tented erection. "Well, we need to go somewhere discreet if
you want me to take care of your little problem," Claire whispered.
Jason grinned, then spoke softly, "Well baby, I hear the men's locker
room is currently empty... Let's go for it!" He exclaiming as he
grabbed Claire by her manicured hand, leading her through the men's
locker room door. Claire groaned internally, but she knew she had to
play along. Jason was the man in the relationship after all.
The two entered the men's locker room and managed to find an empty
shower stall. Jason locked the door behind him. "Now it seems to me
that you need a heavy dose... of Vitamin D," chuckling to himself.
Claire sighed, god what a corny line. "Ah, yes, Jason-boo. I need some
of that." She pulled at her tank top and sports bra, showing off her
bountiful chest and tugged on her leggings and matching thong
revealing her freshly shaven female rose. Jason quickly pulled off his
gym shorts, his man tool and tackle poking out from his boxers. Jason
made the first move, guiding Claire to his lips. They began making
out, Jason groping Claire's curves while she, in turn, nibbled on his
face, kissing it softly. "Oh Jason, give it to me, now," she uttered
sensually as she latched onto his body, her curvy body anchored to
his.
"Alright, baby, here it comes," said Jason as he hoisted Claire in the
air by her round bottom and forced her against the shower wall. Claire
wrapped both her arms and legs tightly around Jason for better
support. She loved how primal Jason got when his pheromones kicked
into high gear. Jason spaced his legs apart while holding onto Claire
for dear life, lest he slip on the white tiles of the shower room. He
gently slid his penis past the snug folds of skin that was Claire's
vagina, eliciting a high-pitched gasp from her. "Oh my, Jason. You
feel so good..." as she felt him enter her. When Jason found her G-
spot, he started the pumping action. Jason did a little 'bump n'
grind' on her, lifting her up and down on his strong rod.
Matt didn't think his afternoon in Claire's body would be enjoyed by
the pure bliss of Jason's cock, let alone in the boy's locker room of
her favorite gym. The sensations of Jason's member sliding in and out
of Claire's slit drove Matt wild. He felt Claire's breasts bounce and
reveled in the feeling of heavy breasts move in blissful unison.
Jason's hands groped his suited derri?re and pinning his alter ego to
the shower wall was a sexual fantasy only porn stars could dream of,
and Matt was experiencing this fantasy from the POV of a goddess.
As the glorious fuck continued, Claire made her moans more sensual and
more convincing as Jason pounded her tight hole. His legs almost
buckled when he came inside of her. "Oh god babe, you're the hottest
girl I've ever fucked." Jason's man seed dripped from her slit from
the shear volume of cum, leaving Claire in a delirious state of
ecstasy.
After several short pumps from Jason's diminishing erection, Claire
let out a feminine grunt of her own. Jason hit Claire's G-spot at just
the right moment and felt a tremor of ecstasy run through Claire's
body. Claire's orgasm washed over her from head to toe and Matt could
feel everything for himself. The skinsuit's sensitivity was cranked up
to the max for sexual encounters and Matt was enjoying the pleasure
that came with it. Just as easy as it was to slide inside of Claire,
Jason slipped his little soldier out of Claire's warm cavity. He set
Claire down gently on the tile floor and left her in the afterglow of
her own orgasm. Jason pulled up his shorts and quietly escaped the
locker room, looking back to give Claire a satisfied smiled.
As Claire snapped back to the present, she groaned as she still felt
the warmth of Jason's cock fade from inside of her. Ugh just like him
to leave me to myself after a quick screw. She looked down to see her
body sweating more than it did during her entire workout. Her female
rose was still oozing some of Jason's man juice. She slowly got up,
hiking up her panties and leggings around her waist, and made her way
silently out of the men's locker room. Thank god no one was around,
she thought as she walked into the women's locker room.
She slammed the door shut to the shower room. Claire almost threw up
in her mouth. "Oh c'mon, Matt- I mean, Claire. Get yourself together,
girl. He's only a dumb boy. Don't let his selfishness consume the rest
of your evening," she muttered quietly. She stripped off her clothes,
and turned on the hot water. Claire quickly washed herself with the
free soap provided by several dispensers on the shower room wall. In
that moment, Jason was great. He was the perfect guy, she thought. But
now I feel so dirty for having sex him in the men's shower. Claire's
afterglow was all but faded, but the feeling of someone holding on to
her and loving her with Jason's fiery passion was what she truly
wanted. As she finished her quick wash and rinse, her afterglow was
replaced with disgust. "Oh it felt so good, but now I am not so sure,"
she uttered as she toweled off.
As Claire, Matt had the picture perfect life: great friends, a hot on
and off boyfriend, she was well respected in school, her sorority, and
the community. She figured that Jason's love for her was shallow,
liking Claire only for her looks and not much else. "I'm a young woman
after all, I have needs of my own," Claire whispered to herself, then
cracking a small laugh. She wrapped her towel around her waist and
exited the shower room. Claire moved to a benched area of the woman's
locker room and started to dress in reserve clothes she brought with
her in her bag. She donned cute, white boy shorts and a Metro State
sweatshirt. She tied her damp hair into a loose ponytail, gathered all
of her belongings, and left gym to go home for the evening. I sure
hope the girls aren't planning on going out tonight, I need a relaxing
Saturday night with just the girls, Claire thought.
While not living at the main sorority house, Claire and her roommates
stayed at a off campus housing associated with Delta Nu Zeta, a
sorority that prided itself in taking in young women who might not fit
into the 'proper mold' of a traditional sorority, much less afford to
take part in one. Claire had joined the sorority halfway through her
sophomore year and met her now besties and roommates, Becky, Jess, and
Ally. They all became best friends through shared interests in
partying, socializing, and class work; something Claire appreciated
being an "out of state student."
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Ugh, what is taking Claire so long, Ally wondered as she casually sat
in the living room near the apartment's front door. She was reading a
paperback, a trashy dim store romance novel, but she was merely
passing the time before her and Claire would go to the movies. Claire
had told her that she was just going to the gym, but now it was after
sunset and their movie's show time was about to begin. Then it
registered with Ally that Jason had stopped by earlier and told him
that Claire was at Hard Bodies. Oh great, not again, she thought as
her gaze landed to a wall mirror placed in the nearby hallway.
She grinned, looking at her beautiful body. Ally wore a dark colored
top wrapped tightly around her impressive bosom with camouflage design
pants and dark pumps nestled right off the chair she was sitting in.
She kept thumbing her way through the novel, but tossed it onto a
nearby bookshelf. Pfft, what a waste, she thought as she stretched in
the chair, moaning a bit sensually.
"Oh hey girl, did you finish that book yet?" A voice with a Spanish
twang called out to Ally. She looked up to see Becky Flores, her
Hispanic housemate, who had a figure nearly as great as Ally's. Tan
skin and sensual curves bound by a large white shirt, of which Ally
could spy the edge of her thong. "Oh, well, I put it down for now.
It's kind of a sappy bore." She paused for a moment to look at the
time on her cell. "Say, has Claire texted you at all tonight? It's
been a few hours since she went out to the gym and our movie basically
starts now." Becky noticed a bit a concern in her friend's voice but
decided to mess with her friend. "No but- Oh, you don't think she and
Jason..." Becky paused with a coy hand gesture to her mouth. She let
out a gleeful giggle.
"I don't doubt it, Jason's a total player. He ends up charming his way
into her panties every time," Ally declared. She let out an
exasperated sigh.
"He's also a giant douche. Hey what movie are you two seeing anyway?
The one with Ellen and Porita? I hear it's making a killin' at the box
office," questioned Jesse Fulton, an African American gal from the
Deep South. She had light brown skin with long dark straight hair; she
wore a set of deep red pajamas, though worn loosely, showing off her
white bra and panties.
"And why weren't we invited?" Becky playfully glared at Ally.
"Ugh, you know, I thought you two had exams next week so we thought
we'd leave you two alone tonight. It's nothing personal, honestly,"
Ally pleaded.
"Ah, we're just playin' with ya, Ally dear. We actually do have a huge
Bio exam on Monday, worth 40 percent of our grade," Jess chirped as
she walked to the kitchen.
Ally tried to steer the conversation back to Claire. "But don't you
guys think Jason and Claire shouldn't be so- I don't know, on and off?
" Ally spoke with a pang of regret of her voice. Jesse and Becky broke
into giggles. "Hey, what's so funny?" Ally asked, rather annoyed at
the their reaction. She crossed her arms under her impressive bosom.
Becky calmed her giggling, "Well as long as she's happy, and it seems
to me she is, I think she's in a good place right now. Right Jess?"
Jess nodded. "Right, then all is good, Ally. Besides you've got your
own man in Michael, the star of the Cougar's football team." Becky
beamed. "Or perhaps you're super jelly of Claire, eh?" she suggested.
This prompted Ally to blush a bit.
"Oh, so, that might be the case?" Jess playfully questioned as she
rejoined her housemates. "Well, I don't blame you. Jason is quite the
looker." She licked her supple lips together.
"Plus his dad is on the board of directors for the University, so he's
loaded too." Becky mentioned, which caused Jess and Ally to shudder
and look away. "Ah right, that one time..." Becky realized with a
thought. Clearing her throat, Becky corrected herself, "It's all right
girls, as long as we got each other, it will work itself out." The
trio then came together for an uneasy group hug.
Ally was still pissed her best friend hadn't text her about running
late for the movie. She was totally looking forward to hanging out
with Claire, just the two of them.
The front door then creaked open, revealing Claire. "Oh did I miss
something, gals?" she questioned as she took a moment to put her bag
down to close the door. Ally glared at Claire and then marched up to
her swaying her hips and butt with each step. Ally's true emotion was
on full display as she was inches from Claire's face.
"Where the hell have you been?" Ally yelled at Claire, catching the
blonde off guard.
"What are you talking about, Ally? I was at the gym..." Claire spoke,
with clear pauses indicating her white lies.
"What about our movie? What about our plans, Claire?"
Claire's eyes widen. "Oh shoot, Ally. I completely forgot about our
movie date. I ran into Jason at the gym and-"
Ally interrupted her friend. "I knew it! You always say you and Jason
will cut it off and yet today you run into him at the gym and then
what? Huh? You went back to his place and then what? Did you let him
fuck you?" Ally shrieked, sending Claire into shock.
"Actually it was at the gym," Claire spoke softly.
"At the gym?" Ally was in disgust.
"Like where did you do it? On a fitness ball for all the gym rats to
see or something?" Becky chimed in.
Ally stared daggers at Becky. Claire looked to the ground. "I'm sorry,
Ally. He came onto me and I felt my knees get weak and followed him
into the guy's locker room. I wasn't gonna do it, but one thing led to
another and pulled me into shower room." Claire tried so hard but the
tears began to well from her blue crystal eyes.
"Oh please, I know you enjoyed it. You like the rough, gross stuff in
the shower, eh?" Ally cried back, her face contorted with both
disappointment and anger. " And you know what, we're going to miss the
movie now. We're way past the show time. I hope you're happy. Just so
Jason Lockwood could scratch that little itch between your thighs."
Claire's expression turned to a brief grimace as tears rolled down her
mascara stained face. She put her French tipped hands to her face and
sobbed. "I'm sorry Ally. I'm so sorry I messed with our plans."
"Now, now, you two. I think we need to just take some time to cool off
for a bit. Have some alone time for you two, right Jess?" Becky
hastily interjected.
Jess nodded quickly and grabbed Claire. "Hey sweetie, why don't we get
you something to eat? We can order some pizza from Max's." as Jess led
Claire into her and Becky's bedroom.
"God damn, Ally. Cut the girl a break. We're in college. It's the
first time we can do anything without telling our parents where we're
at. You're acting like a fucking overbearing mother." Becky yelled at
Ally. She looked away from Becky and swallowed hard. "It's just a
movie, it'll be playing again all week long. Tomorrow's Sunday for
Christ's sake. You have all day tomorrow to see it." Becky moved
closer to Ally and gave her a reassuring hug. "Give Claire some space
tonight. We'll talk to her about Jason and everything. But I expect
you to apologize to her in the morning. She doesn't deserve that kind
of ridicule from her friends. You're her best friend. Don't ruin your
relationship just because of a boy." Becky let go of Ally and moved to
her bedroom.
Ally sighed and ran up the stairs to her bedroom, slamming the door
behind her violently. She leaned against the door, taking a moment to
ease her anger down a bit. She locked it next for a security measure.
But then she felt a slight ache in her tummy. "Ugh, what now?" as she
began to disrobe: her top and pants, showing off her ample cleavage
and tight tummy in her black lace trim bra and panties. She then tore
at her bra and panties, showing off her creamy, naked, white skin.
Still that damn ache, she thought, as she parted her brunette hair
then felt around the back of her lithe neck. She found a tiny, flesh
colored tab and zipper that ran down her back to just above her ample
derriere. She pulled the zipper all the way down and grabbed at her
face. Ally's face morphed as she pulled and stretched it forward from
the person inhabiting her skin. It was a tight and beautiful face full
of makeup to pull, but with an audible pop, the person wearing Ally's
body was revealed; a black man with a baldhead. He continued to tug at
Ally's shapely body, her bosom and impressive figure giving way to a
clearly chubby male body. Though he had to grunt a bit with Ally's
sweet voice when he got to the waist, as when Ally's body was removed,
it revealed a tight white corset wrapped around the man's midriff. He
removed that, releasing his slight tummy paunch then pushed off the
remaining costume, with Ally becoming a mere husk of latex, skin tone
plastic and hair. "Ah much better.... " the man uttered but noticed he
still spoke in Ally's sensual tones. "Oh well I'll keep that, in case
any of the girls come up to talk," He then giggled as he saw that his
penis was erect, leaking with some pre-cum. "Oh yeah.... I'll tend to
that to later...."
The man looked at himself, noting the various scars, scratches, and
tattoos scattered on his body, especially that long scar that ran
along the right side of his face. He had clearly seen better days,
given the beer gut and slightly muscled arms and legs along with the
shaven head. "I swear to God, I will never go back there... I am an
innocent man, God dammit," he spoke enigmatically.
He took a moment to glance at the nearby mirror, and struck a pose.
"Well, to be fair, Claire, you hadn't texted me all night that you
were running late. And I'm also jealous of you and Jason's
relationship, but not by what you might think." The man then stroked
his memebr as he thought of making out with Claire as Ally. "Yeah that
could work," as his dick leaked some cum onto Ally's bedroom carpet.
"Oh shoot! Man, I will have to clean that... just like last week,"
then chuckled quite throatily, sounding off with Ally's sweet and sexy
voice. But how do I approach her? He wondered. Tonight was suppose to
be my alone time with her but she fucked that up. Perhaps I should
reveal to Claire that Ally is a lesbian? The man who was Ally paused
his stroking. Hmm perhaps he though as he grabbed a tissue to clean up
his little mess on the carpet.
Later the night, Claire wished Becky and Jess a wonderful evening and
grabbed an extra slice of pizza before heading upstairs to her room.
Becky and Jess helped Claire with her Jason problem and consoled her
with Ally's recent blow up. She was happy these girls were her
housemates and sorority sisters. Matt needed this support more than
Claire sometimes. He felt good that Claire could make friends and
surround herself with supportive people. Even though there might be
bumpy roads in life, not everything is a rumble strip. Claire was
heartbroken that she missed her movie date with Ally and she sought to
apologize to her bestie in the morning. She'd make it up to her with a
morning trip to Starbucks and a fun brunch date. Maybe they'll even
catch a matinee of the movie they were going to see tonight. Claire
sighed as she walked up the stairs to her bedroom. Tomorrow is
another, brighter day in the world of Claire Robbins, she thought.
In Becky and Jess's bedroom, the girls were working on some school
assignments and studying for their exam while munching on cold pizza.
They were happy to get Claire's spirits up with the help of some Max's
finest pizza and boxed wine. After a while, Jess stared longingly at
Becky, who was now wearing a pair of sexy blue reading glasses. Becky
turned to look at her, "Oh what is it?" she asked simply.
"Oh nothing, senorita. I just love the way you look when working on
that homework when it doesn't figure much into our final grades. It's
super sexy," Jesse replied, earning a scowl back from Becky.
"Oh please, girl, we need to do well or else we lose our minority
scholarships," Becky countered, pushing her glasses up against her
nose bridge. The glasses really served to accent her deep green eyes
and nothing more. Jess rolled her eyes, as she pushed her books and
schoolwork to the side and made her way back to Becky's desk. Becky
continued working until Jess sat on her lap.
"Hey gal, you wanna have some fun?" Jess exclaimed, and Becky could
see why. She had changed her casual pajamas from earlier to something
sexier; a dark lacy bra and thong, with a little surprise strap on
dildo. Oh my, how daring, Becky thought.
"Jess, you chocolate minx!" Becky exclaimed as she put down her
glasses. Jess jumped off of her roommate and onto her bed. Becky
followed. She sat at the edge of Jess's bed and planted a wet kiss
upon Jess's cheek and then slowly moved to her lips. Jess began to
grope Becky sensually, with her roommate moaning softly.
"Oh yes, baby!" Becky spoke up as she cast off her shirt, revealing
her body clad in lacy purple bra and panty thong. "I've been wanting
this for too long, Jess! Studying has gotten me all hot and bothered,"
as she slid down her thong. Jess readied her body by lying down on the
bed, strap on poking out of her groin, straight and rigid. "Well now,
girl, it's here. Come and get it!" Jess said, laughing quite manically
as Becky began rubbing the strap on with one hand while she groped
Jess's impressive C-cup chocolate breasts.
"Oh, what do we have here?" Suddenly, Becky saw the tip of the dildo
grow a small wet spot. Jess noticed this too, as she blushed
furiously. "Uh, yeah. Listen, Becky...." Jess stammered, her face now
looking flushed. "Oh don't tell me...." Becky spoke as she grabbed the
dildo by the straps around Jesse's waist. "Uh hey, watch it!" Jesse
exclaimed as she tried to keep the dildo on but it was too late. Becky
pulled it off, revealing a pale dick, sticking out of Jesse's vagina.
"Oh, what? What is this? Jess, you know you have to secure this inside
of your womb! We wouldn't want to have a wardrobe malfunction if Ally
or Claire were to barge in here." Becky spoke cautiously as she
reached around Jesse's neck. "Wait, what are doing, Becky gal? Stop!"
But her pleads were disregarded as she felt Becky grab at the zipper
behind her neck and exposed pale flesh inside her skin. Jess's face
loosen, looking flaccid as her beauty marred until her head came off
like a mask. Underneath of Jess's body was young, pale man; sweat and
hair caked on his face. He had dark makeup around his eyes so she that
it covered up the skin around Jess's face mask of the skinsuit. He
grinned then spoke in Jess's melodious voice, "Well I knew you would
needed some stress relief, Becky babes." As he lay on the bed, the
Jess head mask flipped down on top of her large bosom.
"Ugh, yeah you know, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't who I was either,
chica." Becky said oddly as she lifted her body off the bed. She
reached around her own neck, and began to pull at the invisible
zipper. Her face skin gave way to another pale skinned man. He
laughed, "Dude, I didn't think this would work. We've been these two
sexy honeys for so long." The boy that was Becky stared at his partner
in crime.
The boy that was Jess said, "Well, man, it's a good deal we got going
one here. We both applied to Metro State, but got rejected. But then
we found out about the special minority status scholarships."
"Becky" nodded in response "Yeah, man didn't figure we'd get a nice
break like that," then looking around "and not to mention we got two
bodacious babes as housemates, right?"
"Oh yeah, Claire and Ally. I am sure in time we will get to sample of
their lovely bodies for some lovemaking," "Jess" stated. He cackled
Jess's slight Southern voice. "Now then...." as stretched the Jess's
headpiece back over his own, matching the eye and mouth holes over
his. Jess Fulton was back! "Shall we continue our lovemaking
senorita?" she questioned.
The man inside of Becky followed suit by pulling his Becky's features
over his own and zipped up the back of the bodysuit. Becky and Jess
were ready for some late night action.
"Take me now, you princesa negra sexy." Becky exclaimed. Jess and
Becky were back to their lovemaking session, in the midst of the
velvet night.
Fawn
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