Date: Thu, 17 Nov 2005 21:14:09 +0000
From: susan kendrick <suzie_xx@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: The Gymnast

This is not my story but was sent to me by a reader. I asked him to post it
on Nifty, but he is shy. Hence I am doing it for him, with his consent of
course. This is his first story so please do send feedback if you would
like to see more from him. -- Suzie XX


The Gymnast -- by JT Ozman


My name is unimportant, but for the purpose of this telling I'll call
myself Gina.  But what I'm about to tell is important. What has happened,
what I've done, I can no longer keep hidden from myself if not to everyone
else.  I'm in my low thirties with long, almost platinum blond hair,
attractive, female and a lesbian.  I'm what most would call a lipstick
lesbian. I'm feminine in all ways except for my attraction to women. Young
women in general, young girls now in particular. Usually I keep my hunting
grounds to what would be socially acceptable locations. Nightclubs, bars on
occasion, and social gatherings at the homes of friends with like-minded
proclivities.  However, this one time was different and while the world as
a whole would condemn me, I cannot lie and say that I wouldn't do it again
and I am actively pursuing another encounter.  An encounter so sweet that I
know I'll burn in hell for it and I will gladly bring the gasoline and
matches.

I am a former gymnast, of Olympic ability, but once, on the way to the
Olympics, a pulled hamstring right before team qualification sidelined me
for good. It was the last chance for me to compete in that world gathering
and it passed me by. I was good, very good. Good enough now to train young
girls in their climb to greatness. One young girl in particular and her
name is Tanya. Just the thought of her makes my heart race and my blood
flush through my body and especially to my sex.  It will be difficult to
write this down without masturbating several times throughout its telling.

Tanya showed amazing grace and ability and the power in her small frame was
stupendous. The height that she would attain in the floor exercises was a
wonder to behold.  Her dismounts from the parallel bars were spectacular
and she rarely missed sticking a landing. She was utterly fearless on the
balance beam, her routine leaving me breathless. But her skills were not
the only reason for the failure of my lungs.

The first time I saw her she had just finished her routine on the parallel
bars and was walking away to speak with one of the team coaches. She was
wearing a black leotard spotted with the white chalk that had rubbed off
the bars. It was the chalk that drew my eyes to the mound of her pubis
making it even more pronounced to view. She glanced down and casually
brushed the chalk away and my body twitched ever so slightly. She turned
away from me and I could see that the material of her outfit had crept into
the cleft of her bottom, revealing a little more of her butt that would be
normally seen. With a quick practiced move, she slipped her thumbs into the
leg openings and pulled it free.  I heard my name spoken and jumped. I had
been gawking at this young girl and was oblivious to the world.

"Hey, Gina, where are you?"  It was Rachel, the head of the gymnastics
club.

I laughed, "Outer Mongolia!"  She put an arm around my shoulder and guided
me along as we walked.

"Well, get back soon because I have some star talent that I want you to
meet and share your expertise with."  There was no hidden meaning in the
phrase.  If Rachel had any idea of my sexual orientation, she never made
mention of it and I did nothing to hint at it.  Besides, that was exactly
why I was here. To help train young gymnasts.

"Girls, I want you to meet Gina." Five girls turned as one, proud smiles on
their faces as they acknowledged my presence. And there was Tanya. Her eyes
were bright with gray irises set inside a heart shaped face. Her hair
pulled back in a tight bun.  Her smile rows of pearls made iridescent by
her dark skin and darker lips. Yes, Tanya is black, though to more
accurately portray her would be to say she is a dark creamy brown. She was
the first to extend a hand in greeting and I hoped I didn't appear too
eager in taking it in mine.  She was petite, as most of the girls in this
sport were, with small, but noticeable breasts, and a beautiful compact
body. It was right then, as I held her delicate hand, that I knew I wanted
her. I wanted to sexually devour her and I knew I would throw all caution
aside to taste this delectable morsel.

I released her and my heart raced as her fingers slid away from my mine. I
quickly shook hands with all the other girls without effect and
introductions were made.  Rachel lauded my abilities and warned them that I
was an exacting taskmaster and would expect only their best efforts. And
she was right. I worked a sweat from those girls, as I think no other had
before. They were eager, they hungered for a spot on an Olympic team and
they did everything I asked of them. One of them more so than the others.

Tanya was constantly asking me questions about techniques and how a
particular move could be done more cleanly, or more precisely.  I was happy
to oblige her every request and assisted her in moves that would require
placing my hands on her slender body. I was careful though and remained
professional the entire time. I lusted for this child's sweet body but I am
a committed trainer and business was the order of the day when business was
required. There would be time, I told myself, and there would be
opportunities.

As Mary Poppins said, "There is an element of fun, in every job to be
done."  Or something to that effect, and this was no different except that
the fun came unplanned and unexpected. I was observing Tanya on the balance
beam while she was performing a simple pose, balancing on one foot while
her leg extended behind her, the rest of her body forward, arms
outstretched to the sides. She slipped and fell towards me. I'm still not
sure if this was intentional or not, I never thought to ask, but I reached
out to hold her up. She was too far along to stop and fell against me. In
my effort to stop her, my hand slid down the inside of her leg to her
crotch. It was warm and damp from her perspiration and my index finger
pressed into the cleft of her pussy. I quickly pulled away and asked with a
decidedly flustered sound in my voice if she was all right. Her brown face
darkened as blood rushed to her cheeks. "Yes, yes I am," she said
breathlessly.

Several girls and coaches gathered around us and the team doctor did a
quick examination of Tanya and pronounced her in good health. I breathed a
sigh of release; I would have hated to see a young girl's dream end in
front of me. I placed my hands on her shoulders and asked again if she was
all right. She said yes and quickly embraced me in a surprisingly strong
hug.  Her face pressed so firmly into one of my breasts that I thought for
sure she could feel my nipple stiffen. Just as quickly she pulled away,
smiling sweetly as she looked over her shoulder before entering the girls
changing room. Making sure I wasn't seen, I brought my hand up to my face
as if in thought and sniffed at the errant finger. I knew the scent was
only sweat, but I pretended it was the fragrance of her young, tender
pussy.

The club had put me up in the local Holiday Inn and as soon as I had locked
my door I flopped back on the bed and began masturbating.  I hadn't even
taken my running pants off, I was so inflamed! My pussy was wet and oozing
into my panties but I couldn't wait.  My fingers plunged into and out of
the pink flesh, coating them with my juices and I moved the lubricated
fingers over my clitoris. It was stiff and felt more erect than ever.
Who'd have thought a lesbian could be erect! I saw Tanya as I imagined her
body nude and glistening, her chocolate colored body against my white
skin. As my fingers plunged into my slit, I thrust my hips upward, and the
squishy sounds of my pussy were counterpoint to the gentle creak of the
motel bed. And then I had my orgasm.  God it was beautiful, my body went
stiff and then blessedly relaxed. I rolled on to my belly, fingers slowly
plumbing my depths and realized I was whispering her name.
"Tanya...Tanya...  Tanya."

I had to have her, to hold her, taste her and have her taste me, have her
put her fingers in my pussy and fuck me silly!  In place of her sweet quim
I took my girl-cum covered fingers and without hesitation, slipped them
into my mouth and imagined that it was her pussy I tasted. Before long my
fevered mind brought my pussy to a boil and once again my hands massaged my
sex into a gooey, glorious mess before I drifted off to sleep.

The days went by without incident and the time I spent with these young
girls would soon pass. I was impressed and proud with what we had
accomplished in our short time together. Too short, I was sad to say. Tanya
showed special promise that anyone could see, not just to my loving eyes,
and we spent many professional moments together during the week.  It was
torture for me to be so close to this delectable creature but I maintained
my respectability amongst everyone. Oh, it's not like I didn't fantasize
when she bent over at the waist and that cute little ass availed itself to
me, and I could imagine those lovely thighs against my ears. Or how she
would react when I gently tweaked the nipples on her diminutive breasts. I
tried to devise ways for me to be alone with Tanya so I could seduce the
child but it would require a time when we could be by ourselves.  The
shower room offered possibilities but there was always another person at
anytime.  The image of Tanya's mocha colored body covered with white soapy
lather caused a twinge of delight between my legs.

It was coming to the end of my stay with the club and I was saddened
knowing I was to leave this wonderful collection of aspiring gymnasts and I
fully expected to see some of them in the upcoming summer Olympics. But, of
course, I was most saddened by the fact that I may never see my dear Tanya
again or share the delights that females could enjoy together. And then
Providence struck! I was scheduled to leave the day after tomorrow when
Rachel asked a favor of me. She was to have given Tanya a private lesson
the next day but had to go out of town to prepare for the next gymnastics
meet and asked if I could take her place. Calmly, I replied that I wouldn't
mind at all. In my mind though, I was screaming with delirium!

"Are you all right?" Rachel asked, her face showing concern.  And I then
realized I needed to breathe!

"Sorry, slight indigestion," and I touched my center of my chest to add
emphasis.

"Well, it seemed not very slight to me. You should have that checked
out. It might be acid reflux." I told Rachel I would take her suggestion to
heart. She gave me keys to the gym and explained how the alarm system
worked and suggested that we keep the doors locked since we would be the
only ones there in the morning. I listened very attentively and had her
repeat everything twice. This was my opportunity and I was not about to let
anything fuck it up!

"Where do I pick her up?" I asked.

"Oh, her mom will bring her." SHIT! Now what am I going to do? "I hope you
don't mind watching her until we get back.  Her mother is going with me
tomorrow and her father won't be coming home `till late in the day."

My faced flushed and grew heated with excitement. "No, not at all," I
croaked out.

"Are you feeling all right?" Rachel was really concerned now and almost
insisted I see a doctor that day. Oh, I definitely would be seeing a doctor
after tomorrow.  For a sprained tongue and a sore clit if things went as I
wanted.

I arrived at the gym an hour earlier than Tanya was expected, to prepare
the lair! The club gym had large storefront type windows so that passers-by
could see the girls in action and encourage others to explore their
possible talents. Fortunately there were three back rooms for more private
instruction so that a girl could practice without any distractions.  Odd, I
thought, because at any gymnastic meet there were several events going on
at one time and right in the middle of your routine you could be subjected
to the thunderous applause and cheering for someone else.  However, it
suited my purposes perfectly and I place at least a dozen towels in each
room to make cleaning up any sweat and...other secretions easy.

There was a knock on the door and I saw Tanya standing there, hair pulled
back in her usual bun, eyes bright and a 10,000-watt smile. My heart
started racing and the blood flushed throughout my body.  I was getting
wet.  I took a deep breath and forced down my feelings.  It was like
cornering a ferocious lion with a whip and chair that clawed towards the
last shred of self-control within me. But I've used whips before, and not
just the metaphorical type. The lioness would run free soon enough.

Her mother stood beside her, smiling and waved to me. I could see where
Tanya inherited her pretty looks. Her mother was gorgeous, a little darker
than her daughter with full lips and luscious curves. She was wearing
stretch pants that defined her vulva, and a sweater that was filled with
promises that would be passed on to her daughter. I quickly went to the
door and let them both in.

"Hi, I'm Tanya's mother, Elaine.  It's so nice to meet you. Tanya here
constantly talks about how much you've taught her.  Now if you could only
help her with her school studies!"

"Mom!" Cried out Tanya, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Sorry, honey."  She pecked a kiss on the girl's cheek.  "I love you,
sweetie."

"I love you too, mom," and Tanya hugged her mom before the woman turned to
leave.

"Have fun you two!" Oh, God, I thought.

I saw Rachel in the car and waved and she waved back, a smile on her face.
Shortly after that the car left the parking lot and we were alone.

"Who was that in the car with your mom and Rachel?"

"Oh, that was my little sister, Joy. She's eleven and her friend is
Allison.
  Her mom is Mrs. Jameson."

"How old are you by the way?"

"I'll be 14 next month!" she chirped.

"You'll have to give me your address so I can send you a birthday card.
Well, let's get started shall we?" I put a friendly arm around her shoulder
and I felt her arm wrap around my waist.

We started with the balance beam, Tanya's weakest event. She quickly
removed her warm up suit and I felt that lioness slash at my resolve. She
was wearing an all white leotard and it glowed against her brown skin. As
she went through her warm up routine I watched her carefully. Her ass was
marvelous, tight twin globes stretching tight the material of her outfit
and I was treated to a tasty view as began stretching by slightly spreading
her legs and touching her forehead to one of her knees.  I gazed at the
swath of cloth that ran between her legs that concealed her jewels and
promised juicy delights.  When she finished, she turned and announced she
was ready.  So much beauty in her small almost prepubescent body. The seam
of her leg openings disappeared into the crease of her thighs and her pubic
mound became pronounced and looked like a little pouch for her pussy.  I
wanted to ravish her right then and there!

As she went through her routine I was no longer appraising her movements in
a professional way but as a woman in heat.  Several of her moves were slow
and deliberate such as where she would do a hand stand and slowly spread
her legs and I thought I could see the material of her crotch dip into the
slit of her sex.  She righted herself up and balanced on one leg as the
other stretched out behind her.  At that moment she wobbled and I quickly
went to her side.  It was the same situation as the first time when she
fell but now I had a good hold of her with one hand under her chest and the
other holding her under the thigh inches from her crotch.  I felt her chest
expand in a deep breath as did mine and the muscle of her leg tensed.

"Relax," I said and she nodded.  Her eyes closed and she smiled slightly.
I released her and stepped back to watch her complete her routine.  She
dismounted with a twist in the air and stuck the landing, lifting both
hands high over her head causing her chest to thrust forward.  She was
wearing a sheer bra beneath her outfit and her nipples noticeably pointed
outward.  She skipped over to me and hugged me tightly, thanking me for my
help.  We discussed her routine and I made a few suggestions to improve her
style before we went to the uneven parallel bars.

The top bar was too high for her to reach, so I lifted her at the waist and
she began her routine.  She was trying out a new technique and was having
difficulty so asked me to show her how it was done.

I was wearing jeans and a sweater and said that it was an inappropriate
outfit for gymnastics.

"Just do it in your underwear, no one will see you!"  Who was going to
seduce whom, I thought. But who was I to prevent a young girl's search for
excellence! I nonchalantly began disrobing until all I had on was a lacy
white bra that did little to conceal my nipples and a pair of white string
bikini panties.

"I feel a little exposed," I said and gave a nervous laugh.

Tanya giggled.  "It's just us girls!"  But she seemed to be very interested
in my outfit all the same.

I jumped up to reach the bar and began the routine.  As I transitioned from
the high bar to the low bar I realized that it required me to spread my
legs wide and it had to reveal the dark wet spot in my panties.  Would she
notice?  What would she think?  I would find out soon enough because the
second time I did it, Tanya had positioned herself right in front of the
low bar.  I came at her, legs spread wide again as I grabbed the low bar
and collided into her, my pussy into her tummy.  My legs instinctively
wrapped around her as I released the bar and fell backward, pulling her
down with me.  Tanya shrieked with shock and amusement and held on to me.

We both lay there laughing hysterically for a time embracing each other, my
legs still crossed behind her back.  When we finally stopped and took a
breath I asked her what was she thinking?

"This," was all she said and she kissed me on the lips and then pulled back
to see my reaction.

"Tell me again," I said and this time our mouths were open and her little
pink tongue slipped into my mouth.  I reached up to hold her head as my
tongue reciprocated.  This girl was knowledgeable.  My hands roamed over
the back of her body down to that tight little girl ass.  I kneaded the
flesh and she responded with increased fervor and pressed her pussy mound
aggressively onto mine. The juices flowed from my pussy transforming my
panties into a sponge.  As we kissed I felt a small hand reached between my
legs and began massaging the wet material, forcing in up into my hole.  I
had to get this child naked as soon as possible. I had her stand up as I
kneeled in front of her and I pressed my mouth against her mound.

Warmth emanated through the material and I could smell the scent of her
heated pussy. I opened my mouth and tongued her through the cloth.  She
gasped and placed her hands on my head, gently pushing me into her as she
moved her hips forward.  I began chewing on her pussy mound and grabbed her
ass, grafting my mouth to her juice-soaked crotch.  Tanya ground her vulva
into my mouth, her breathing deep and passionate, sweet moans passing over
her lips.

I pressed my tongue hard into the crotch of her outfit and I swear I could
feel the tip of her little girl clit.  Suddenly Tanya's body began to shake
and spasm as her first orgasm raced through her body.  Her legs went weak
and she collapsed to the floor breathing hard, mouth agape. I ran a
caressing hand over her body, gently touching her tiny boobs, lightly
stroking her tummy before resting it between her thighs.  Her crotch was
wet with a mixture of saliva and vaginal secretions.  She looked so
beautiful, a vision of innocence and vice laid out before me. But I needed
to taste her pussy and even though her juices were soaking through, I
wanted her labia in my mouth, my tongue in her vagina.

I straddled her lithe form and grasped the collar of her outfit and began
removing it leaving her only in her training bra and gym panties.  My hands
flowed over her chest teasing the buds in her bra. Tanya closed her eyes
and arched her back; my hands slipped under the bra and tweak her hardened
nipples, bringing a grin to her face.

"You like that?" I whispered into her ear and ran my tongue along the
ridges before slipping inside.  She moaned and reached for one of my
breasts, cupping it in her small hand, kneading the flesh, seeking out the
nipple. "I'll take that as a yes."
  I removed her bra and suckled one of the coal black nipples.  She slipped
her hands into my hair, running her fingers through it, taking a handful to
her face and inhaling deeply. I released the nipple and blew gently on it,
seeing it stiffen even more.  I switched to the other one, slickening it as
well.  I gently nipped her and she gave me a perturbed look.  "It's a love
bite baby."

"It hurt!" she laughed.

"Then let me make it feel better," and I sucked it once again.

But I needed the distinctive taste of her pussy and kissed a trail down
across her belly to her intoxicatingly wet panties.  I licked the
glistening wet spot on her belly from where my sopping panties had
rested. She giggled and said it tickled. I grabbed the elastic of her
panties and she raised her butt off the mat, her legs lifting into the air.
I pulled the panties free and held the sodden crotch to my face inhaling
the musky scent.  I tossed them aside and gazed at her delicious looking
slit.  It had the faint beginnings of pubic hair, black and curly, her
labia a darker brown than the rest of her and glimmering with a patina of
pussy fluid.  I knelt down between her legs and placed my hands on her
pussy. I parted the flesh and was made witness to the pinkest cunt I'd ever
scene.  Yes, I said cunt.  It's the best word to describe what I saw.  In
this context it was a beautiful word and sight.  The pink of her inner
pussy flesh made more so by her dark skin.

I lowered my mouth to her cunt, covering it completely with my mouth and
Tanya reacted by rising up to my mouth.  I slipped my tongue into her as
deep as I could go to taste the inside of her virgin vagina, drinking the
copious fluids that emanated from her body.  Her body writhed on the floor
and I put all my talents to work eating her cunt.  It wouldn't be long
before she would cum again and I concentrated on her clit, pursing my lips
around the cute little nub, sucking intensely while the tip of my tongue
flitted against her pink pearl with the speed of a hummingbird's wing.  Her
body convulsed and her lithe legs squeezed me in orgasmic delight.  Her ass
lifted up off the mat and she humped my face, coating it with a sticky
sheen of vaginal secretions.  What wasn't on my face was quickly lapped up
by my tongue.  Tanya's mouth opened wide in a silent scream, her eyes
screwed shut so tight I thought they might never open again.  And then she
collapsed back onto the mat racked with exhaustion.

"God, fucking, damn!" She gasped in that little girl voice.  "My pussy...my
pussy..."

"Don't take the Lord's name in vain, sweetie," I softly chided.  Some
things are never acceptable.  I moved my head up to hers and turned her
face to me and kissed her, our tongues swirling against each other.  "Now,
what about your pussy?"

She blushed, and looked away from me for just a moment and then giggled.
"Well, first of all, I can taste it a little on your lips!"

"And..."

"I can smell my pussy on your face!"

"I can smell it too. And I can still taste you on my lips," and to
emphasize it I ran my tongue in a languid way over both of
them. "Mmmmm...delicious!  Didn't you think so?"

"I don't know," she replied.

"Let me prove it," and gently probed her pussy with two fingers and held
them to my nose and sniffed them.  "Mmmmm, nice." She watched intently as I
put them in my mouth and sucked the fingers clean. "As I said, delicious."

She averted her eyes again and I asked, "What's wrong, baby?" And I hugged
her.

She hesitated. "What do I taste like?"

I stroked her face with my fingertips and gave her a peck on the lips.
"Let's find out," I said. Once again I reached between her legs and probed
her pussy, but this time I went deeper, gently pumping in and out.  Her
vagina was well lubricated and my fingers glided easily into her body.  I
explored the vaginal walls and Tanya rolled her hips and sighed softly. I
had two fingers past the second knuckle inside her and I opened them up
into a V and twisted them inside as a third orgasm rippled through her. "I
think that should be sufficient," and slid my fingers from her pussy.  She
shivered, as they pulled free. I brought them to her face and spread them,
revealing a web of cum between them.

"Open," was all I said, but she knew what I meant.  She opened her mouth
and extended her tongue as far as she could.  I laid my fingers on her
tongue and she pulled them into her mouth. Her tongue slithered over every
inch of my fingers until she had swallowed every bit of her own juice.

"It does taste good!" She exulted.

"And the best part is that you can have as much as you want anytime,
sweetie"

"I'm going to have a lot then," she said casually and buried her face in my
shoulder.  "I want to taste you."

"Anything for you, baby."  She started to get up but I gently forced her
back against the mat. "Let me," I whispered.

I straddled her face with my blond haired pussy.  I don't believe in
shaving my bush, a neat trim, maybe, but that's all.  My pussy hair is
naturally blond and is a beautiful sight, with pubic hairs curling around
pussy lips.  It also absorbs a lot of vaginal secretions and all my lovers
love to suck the juices from my bush.  I pulled my lips apart to reveal my
throbbing clit.  I was so wet that droplets splashed on the brown lips of
Tanya's mouth.  She quickly licked them up.

"What do I do?" She asked.

"Anything you want, darling," and I lowered my crotch to that pretty little
face. She didn't need much instruction, though her technique was a bit
frantic.  I instructed her to slow down and to concentrate on my clitoris
and occasionally slipping her tongue into my vagina. "That's good, baby," I
moaned. "Just like that." She was eager to please and a fast learner
drinking the flow from my cunt.  It wasn't long before I was thrusting my
crotch against her face, my juices running down the sides of her cheeks.
Her hands reached up to my boobs, caressing and squeezing them, pulling my
stiff nipples.  My hips thrusted faster and faster until my pussy cream
gushed out into her young girl's mouth. I fell forward onto my hands,
gasping for breath. I rolled onto my back and rubbed my gooey pussy.

"Baby, you're real good," I said. She smiled as she wiped the pussy juice
from her face and licked her fingers. I closed my eyes and suddenly she was
face down in my crotch starting over again. I didn't resist this time, in
fact I had an idea. "Rub my pussy with your hand."

"Like this?" she asked.

"Yes, but make sure you get your hand really wet." She rubbed every part of
her hand against my slit until it was coated with my cream. "Now put your
hand in me!" I demanded.

"Are you sure?"

"Do it now!"  I needed to be filled!  Most women's hands are too big to
fist me but I suspected that this little bear's would be just right. First
the tips of her fingers entered me and there was a bit of resistance and
she hesitated but I encouraged her to keep going and before long she buried
her hand to the wrist in my cunt. "Now make a fist, sweetie."  Such a
wonderful feeling to have a little girl's hand fully inside me! Her fist
was a ball inside me and I told her to pump my pussy with it.  She started
out slowly but as my passion increased she realized that I wanted her to go
faster.

"Fuck me, Tanya, fuck my pussy. Fuck me hard!"  She complied, and her fist
pistoned inside me. On the outstroke her fist would not quite go all the
way out, stretching my pussy opening wider that any dildo I had.  Then she
would plunge back in until she touched my cervix.  My climax was rapidly
approaching and I had her stay deep inside and twist her hand as fast as
possible.

"OH, FUCK!" I screamed out as my body was wracked with ecstasy and quivered
for several minutes.

Wet, sucking sounds were heard as Tanya pulled her hand out of my body. Her
arm was coated with cum to her elbow. Her face had a look of amazement at
what had just transpired.  I smiled at her. "Thank you."

She shrugged and laughed. "You're welcome!" She began to lick my juices off
her arm when I stopped her.

"Didn't your mom teach you to share," I teased and we both licked her
clean.

For the next several hours we enjoyed each other's body and even found time
to work on her routines, in the nude of course, with breaks for more than
one session of oral pleasure.  However, all good things must come to an end
and this was no exception. We played a bit in the shower and her soapy body
was just as I imagined it would be. As we dressed I held her panties, a bit
stiff after drying out but still fragrant.  I wanted a souvenir.

"Can I keep these?" I asked with a sly grin.

"Sure," she chirped, and I stuffed her panties in my purse. There would be
many a night I would masturbate with these panties on my face.

"Can I have yours? she asked. I would have liked to give them to her but I
was afraid of the consequences if her mother found them. She pouted, but I
had a handkerchief embroidered with my initials that I stuffed in my pussy
before handing it to her. She held it to her face and inhaled my scent.

As promised, I sent her a birthday card as well as a card for every
holiday, and still do to this day.  I never wrote anything that might be
suspicious, but her letters were as salacious as could be imagined.

One day I received a package and inside was a pair of panties that had
obviously been masturbated in. They seemed a bit small for Tanya, but the
accompanying letter explained that. She had recently seduced her younger
sister Joy and explained in explicitly delicious detail their exploits. The
panties smelled wonderful.  She also promised to send me a pair from her
sister's friend as well. I immediately planned to give another seminar in
the near future.

The End

I hoped you enjoyed the story. Please send any comments or suggestions to
him at jeff237@ispwest.com.  Hopefully it will encourage him to write more
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