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Given my power to freeze time, I head to the gym to get my perv on.
Activating the time freeze, I enter the hall to the locker rooms. First exploring the female's facilities, I see about 7 ladies ranging in age from 18 to about 55 in various states of their previously active changing activities.
Given that I have all the time in the world (though I still age during these frozen periods, so don't want to dilly dally too much!), I start by examining the closest one to me. A very fit, 40 something year old blonde with blue eyes, medium sized breasts standing at about 5'3". She is currently positioned directly in front of her locker frozen in place with her hand reaching in to hang the blouse she had just removed. I always preferred to catch ladies prior to their workouts, or just after they showered - I gently ran my hand along her cheek, down her neck, pausing for a minute to unclamp her bra (one of those forward facing clamps), and letting her breasts fall free. She had light brown nipples of average size, and I enjoyed feeling the weight of her breasts in my hand for a few seconds. Leaving her in place for the moment, I scanned the rest of the visible locker room. Zeroing in on a younger model I previously noticed, who had apparently just got done working out (I can make some exceptions to the previously mentioned preference), I approached her.
She was a little shorter than the 40 year old, maybe 5'2", probably around 110 pounds, and very cute - dark brown hair with green eyes, large breasts (currently hidden under a body wrapped towel) and an overall toned and fresh appearance. I removed her towel exposing a pair of beautiful perky young breasts, light pink nipples, over cream colored skin (overall she had a very "Irish" look). I ran my hands over her perfect young tits, down her flat stomach, to her shaven pussy - it was a marvelous. Pronounced lips, with a tight, yet inviting look. I rubbed her clit, and as her body began to produce moisture, I rubbed more generally around her plump lips, and inserted a finger gently into her.
Having done this a time or two (or ten; don't judge me) I had made a habit of mentally comparing the amount of time it took to stimulate active vaginal moisture - obviously the younger ones had an edge, but I suspected there was also hormonal timings at play - from the speed at which this girl began to produce, and the amount, I could tell she was most likely ovulating (or just had). Generally, I can't resist one when they are in this stage, and immediately move them in position to enjoy them - always cumming as deeply inside them as I can, but today I wanted to explore the field a little more.
Disappointingly the rest of the locker room was devoid of acceptable talent (when you can have anything you want, you tend to get a little picky - one of the down sides of having powers, your "real life" sex life becomes pretty hard to keep exciting), and as a result of the boredom that such capabilities tend to create, I had recently started to enjoy exploring the men's locker room as well.
Today was not a letdown - there were four, twenty somethings getting dressed after a post soccer game shower. Two were immediately off my list of stops based on my own preferences, but the remaining two were great targets.