Date: Tue, 15 Mar 2005 10:56:23 -0800 (PST)
From: Sasha Steele <sashasteelecfw@yahoo.com>
Subject: Trans State Private School - One

Trans State Private School - One
Skipping Gym Class
by Sasha steele

    "I'm skipping gym today," Tara said.

    "You skip gym everyday," her friend Christie said.

    "So."

    "So, both of you girls will go to gym, or report
for detention," Ms Smith, who had come up behind them,
said.

    The girls went in the dressing room and got
changed for gym class. Their gym uniform consisted of
a tight, white tee shirt with the school logo on the
front of it, a short maroon colored gym skirt, a white
training bra jockstrap and runners.

    They were laying in the middle of the gym floor on
an exercise mat. "I hate these stupid exercises," Tara
said. "I'm getting out of here."

    "How are you going to do that?"

    "Watch," Tara said. "Ouch, oh, oh, ouch. Ms Smith,
I think I pulled a muscle again. Oh, it hurts."

    Ms Smith was sure Tara was pulling something other
than a muscle, but following school policy she had to
send Tara to the nurse, who in turn sent her to the
trainer for a massage.

   "Back again, Tara," the trainer said. "What is it
this time?"

    "I pulled a muscle in my butt," Tara said.

    Tara was fit and strong. She was built like brick
shit house with an hour glass figure, sturdy legs, and
big tits bursting through her tight tee shirt. The
trainer knew that Tara hadn't pulled a muscle. But if
the beautiful blond young woman wanted a massage, he'd
give her one.

    "lay down on your stomach. Lets have a look," he
said.

    Tara got on the massage table laying on her
stomach as she was told. The trainer lifted the short
gym skirt from her globular backside. Her legs were
spread. Deep between her fat butt cheeks the rear
strap of Tara's white jockstrap ran up to the waist
band. The straps attached at the top of her butt
forming a little V. The other end of the rear strap
attached to the jockstrap's   cock-pouch behind her
scrotum. The bulge of Tara's bag showed between her
spread legs.

    The trainer set to work massaging Tara's soft ass.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmm," she hummed. He had good hands. This is
better than having to do gym, Tara thought. She
daydreamed, yawned and almost drifted off. Then the
trainer spoke, bringing her back, and Tara realized
she had a problem.

    "Gym period is almost over," the trainer said.
"You better get ready for your next class."

    "I can't. Not like this." Tara turned on to her
side to show him. Tara had an erection tenting the
elastic cock pouch of her jockstrap straight out 10
inches. "You have to do something," Tara said. "I
don't want to get a detention."

    She had pulled this little trick before too. But,
hey, what the hell. Tara had sat up with her legs
apart dangling them over the edge of the massage
table. Her hard cock in its jockstrap cock-pouch stood
straight up, but away from her belly as she leaned
back.

    "Suck it," Tara said, knowing he would.

    The trainer released Tara's cock and ran his hand
down its long shaft. She liked that and reacted. He
masturbated her slowly for a while then took it into
his mouth. Tara placed a hand on the back of the
trainer's head. He was as good with his mouth as he
was with his hands.

    "Mmmmmm,suck it," Tara whispered. The trainer's
head bobbed up and down as he ran his lips over her
hard cock. "Mmmmmmmm. Make me cum," she said.
"Sssssss. I want to cum in your mouth."

    The trainer took Tara's cock deep in his throat.
"Ahh, ahh." She was ready. "Ahhh, ahh,
ahhhhhhhhhhhhh." When Tara's cock exploded the trainer
brought his mouth back to her cock head. She filled it
and he swallowed it all.

    The trainer put Tara's cock back in its pouch. She
jumped down from the Massage table. "Good by Tara," he
said. "See you next time you pull a muscle." Tara
smiled to herself as she hurried out to get ready for
her next class.