Jade Monroe slammed the barbell down with a loud thump after finishing a grueling series of power lifts. She allowed herself a few strong breaths as she shook out the burn in her arms and shoulders, wiping the sweat off her brow with the back of her hand. Walking over to the bench, she laid down on her back for some follow-up reps with the free weights she had set up there earlier.
Unladylike grunts escaped Jade’s lips as she worked her biceps and back, pumping out hard, controlled sets. She did both arms before a quick rest, taking deep hard breaths before resuming again. Her broad chest rose and fell with her steady movements, arms thick as bridge cables powering the heavy dumbbells up over her body and out to the sides, then back up again.
It was early morning and the empty training center was quiet, leaving Jade working out in a calm and solitary environment–just the way she liked it. She had never been much of a people person, especially not in the mornings, and she enjoyed having the gym all to herself. That way she did not have to endure the many stares she invariably drew from men, nor did she need to answer their stupid questions and lame come-ons. Not that she minded the attention–as long as the interest came from another woman, it had always fed her ego–but sometimes it could be more annoying than pleasurable.
Jade finished her last rep with a growl and sat up on the bench, grimacing with the kind of twisted pleasure only a hardcore bodybuilder would understand as she felt the rushed swelling in her biceps and lower lats. The sheen of sweat glistening on her skin made her smile and nod to herself. She liked seeing the evidence of her hard work manifested on her body.
Intrigued for more, she went over to stand in front of the mirror wall to have a look at herself in all her pumped-up glory. Having thrown on just a small black mesh top and tight briefs for her workout, she showed a lot of honey-colored skin, adorned with an intricate filigree of body art. On top of her shaved head, the platinum blonde mohawk that had become something of her signature trademark lay draped to one side, matted with sweat. But it still gave her massive six-foot-two frame an extra boost in height.
With lustful eyes, Bahçelievler travesti she followed the numerous tattoos that outlined her gleaming, half-naked torso; Swirling shapes and lines of various cultural origins traced the curves and bumps of her muscular arms and thighs. Each individual piece of art had been selected and applied with careful consideration during her many travels around the world. Jade would only ever let the most distinguished artists work on her body, and the ink left in her skin showcased both their skill at their craft and a genuine sense of aesthetics. Every stylized depiction was riveting in its beauty, each dot and line drawn with great attention to detail.
As much as each individual tattoo was a work of art in itself, together they also formed a greater whole–a tribute to the splendor of her body. So far, she had only done her limbs and flanks, leaving most of her chest, belly and back open and bare; an untouched canvas of smooth golden skin. She had plans to fill in that space too, though she thought it looked pretty sexy the way that wide expanse of skin was left naked like the sea amid a coastline of black twirls and exotic letterings.
On a whim, she put her hands underneath her ample breasts and lifted them a bit to show off the full range of her rippling abdominals. The silver stud pierced through her belly button gave off a glint in the overhead lights. She had forgotten to take it out like she usually did before her workouts, but it looked good, so where was the harm? Where most bodybuilders and fitness models had their tits done to compensate for the lack of filling, hers were all natural. Big, firm, and round, the twin orbs sat high and proud on her chest, stretching the mesh top to the point of it bursting at the seams. She let the heavy mounds fall back into their proper place on her chest and reached her hands further up toward the ceiling, smiling at the way her toned muscle definition jumped out in new starkness beneath her sweat-oiled skin.
With her arms stretched above her head, and her top lifted with them, the bottom curves of her breasts showed like two golden half-orbs, silky smooth and shiny with a thin layer of perspiration accenting Bahçelievler travestileri their gleam. The end of the vine tattoo lining her right breast was just visible where it peeked out beneath the black mesh. After she had struck a few poses of strength to admire herself from multiple angles, Jade lowered her arms back down, and the tantalizing glimpse of pristine breast flesh was again hidden from sight.
She looked straight into the mirror, gazing into her own clear blue eyes and smirked at herself. For a moment she toyed with the idea of taking the top off altogether and basking in her raw, natural beauty. After all, there was no one around to see her right now, no one to witness her personal radiance–which was their loss, in a way. Besides, the thrill of being discovered might be a good enough reason in itself for a little naughtiness…
But then she reminded herself that she still had a few more sets to complete before her workout was over, and nothing ever got in the way of her routine. She promised herself to make up for it once she hit the showers.
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Jade stripped off her skimpy exercise clothes and turned on the shower, cold water only. After the tough series of lifts, she needed the calming effect of a full-body cool to reach deeper muscle relaxation. She put her hands against the tile wall and stood under the chilly stream, bowing her head to make herself fit. At a good bit over six foot, Jade was a striking figure of a woman, even more so given she was almost always in combat gear or wearing sleeveless tank tops that showed off her bulging, tattooed muscles. But she hadn’t worked so hard for this body not to show it off.
She soaked her head, letting her blonde mohawk plaster against her shaved scalp, and relaxed into the chillness of the downpour, for the moment just standing there and enjoying her shower. She wasn’t quite through yet with her workout program, but she needed to refill her body with some energy, a bit of rest and a protein shake or two before she got started on the remaining muscle groups.
She stepped out of the shower, wiped her face, and threw her towel on the bench. Shaking out her arms and cracking her neck a few times, she went travesti Bahçelievler stark naked into the sauna. Stopping by the thermostat, she turned the heat up to the max and took a center seat on the top row, legs and arms spread wide in a dominant position with her head tilted back to rest against the wall. The hot, barely breathable air opened every pore in her skin and soon had her drenched in a slick sheen of natural body oil. This was her reward for the punishing regimen she had just put herself through, and she intended to enjoy it to the max.
The privilege of having the sauna to herself was another reason she came in early. She couldn’t stand sharing the cramped space with some weakling girl who’d insist on turning the heat down or complain about Jade’s extensive need for legroom. Sometimes she wondered if she was the only woman left in this part of the world with some spine. It was infuriating.
Slitting one blue eye open, she surveyed the rolling hills of her sweaty breasts through the heat-shimmering air, their long nipples pointing up and out, still hard and erect from the cold shower. She lingered on that luscious scenery for a while, enjoying the fine vantage point, before her gaze traveled down the valley in between those magnificent mounds, and across the golden plain of her hard, deep-ridged belly, and landed on the thick blonde tuft of curled hair puffing up between her muscular thighs. She didn’t shave or even trim her proud bush, preferring to let it grow wild, like a real woman should, but the dense jungle still could not quite conceal the meaty labia that lay beneath, nor the large clit that protruded at the apex of her vulva.
With her legs spread this wide and facing the entrance, she would give anyone coming into the sauna right now quite an eyeful of her private box. In fact, looking at it would be all but unavoidable. That vision gave her a wicked thrill, and her prominent clitoris stood up a little taller, showing a flash of pink amid her golden fleece.
On second thought, Jade mused, with the way her luck had been going of late, rather than a wild ride of some hot and nasty fun, such a show would probably just elicit another complaint of indecency from whoever entered that door. She sighed and placed her head back against the wall with a soft thump. Imagining one of those whiny bitches on her knees right now between her spread legs, where she could show a better use of her tongue, Jade licked her lips and closed her eyes, a dreamy smile spreading on her face as she let the hot steam envelop her whole being.
