“I’d like to lose some weight,” Emily explained to the nutritionist.
“And get in better shape.”
Shelley, the nutritionist, nodded and smiled. “Well you look like
you’re in great shape,” she said. “I’ll just do some body measurements
to find out.” Emily stood as Shelley began measuring her body.
Shelley’s fingers prodded firmly at Emily’s muscles, sliding over her
calves and legs, stomach, ass, arms, even her tits. Instead of feeling
uncomfortable at having her body explored so openly, Emily found
herself getting aroused.
Shelley trailed her fingers along Emily’s arm, her knuckles skimming
over Emily’s stiff nipples as she did. “I can tell you how to eat
better,” she said finally. “But your body is in peak condition.”
Emily shifted slightly, feeling the damp crotch of her panties as she
did.
“Even your breasts are perfect,” Shelley said. “Like mine, see?” She
guided Emily’s hands to her breasts and laid them there. Emily
breathed slowly as she felt Shelley’s warm mounds filling her hands.
She ran her fingers over Shelley’s nipples, feeling them harden against
her hands. “Mmm, yeah, just like that,” Shelley said, closing her eyes.
Emily leaned forward and kissed Shelley firmly. Her tongue played over
Shelley’s lips as she continued squeezing her tits, rubbing them with
her hands. Shelley was moaning quietly. Emily sat back on the edge of
Shelley’s desk and pushed her thigh between Shelley’s legs. She could
feel Shelley’s pussy dripping through her panties, and she rubbed her
thigh back and forth, feeling the stiff nub of Shelley’s clit against
her skin.
“I’ve got something for you to eat,” Shelley grinned. She pulled back
and stripped off her skirt and panties. Her pussy was surrounded with
light brown curly hair, growing wild around the pink folds of her wet
pussy. “Lots of nutrients,” she said, fingering herself.
“Now that’s a balanced diet,” Emily said. She slid one finger down and
ran it over Shelley’s clit, making her jump in response. “Let me see
how it tastes.” Shelley sat down, hooking her legs over the arms of
the chair and Emily began licking her pussy. She lapped hungrily at
Shelley’s slit, tasting the tangy juices. As she licked Shelley’s
clit, she fingered her pussy, swirling her finger along the outside of
Shelley’s dripping cunt lips faster and faster.
“I’m coming,” Sheila gasped in pleasure. Emily felt Sheila’s cunt lips
contracting around her finger and her clit throbbing, and she swallowed
the juices that leaked from Sheila’s pussy. “How does it taste?”
Shelley asked, teasing.
“Good,” Emily answered, licking her lips. “But it’s not really a
balanced diet by itself. I think I need a little something extra.”
“Oh really?” Shelly asked, arching an eyebrow. She bent forward over
the desk, spreading her legs wide, and then using her hands to part her
firm, creamy ass cheeks. “Like this?”
Emily chuckled. “Exactly like that.” She sat in the chair Shelley had
just left and began tonguing Shelley’s pretty ass. She licked the pink
bud until it sparkled with her saliva, and then she began thrusting her
tongue inside the tight hole, working it in further and further with
each stroke. Shelley was moaning in pleasure and rubbing her clit
frantically.
While Emily continued tonguing Shelley’s anus, she moved her finger
between Shelley’s thighs and began fingering her slit again, rubbing
and tweaking her cunt lips. She pushed her tongue deep inside
Shelley’s ass and her finger deep inside her pussy at the same time,
and Shelley came hard, moaning and wiggling back against Emily’s tongue
and finger.
“Is that what you had in mind by a balanced meal?” Emily grinned
finally.
Shelley laughed. “It’s a start,” she said. “Why don’t you come back
next week and I’ll put you on a special diet.”

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