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From: "Bill Nylon" <bidi80003@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} gym suit makout session
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Date: Wed, 12 Jan 2005 15:10:03 -0500
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These gym suits of the 50's and 60's were the one piece suits that
looked like rompers, short legs and arms, with elastic in the legs and
sometimes even in the arms. This gave the suits a "puffy" look on the
girls. Most of the girls hated them, but some did not. My g/f in high
school loved hers and wore it at home a lot. We even dated in it, when
we went to play tennis or just go mess around in the park. She really
looked cute, even as a big girl that she was (she and I wore the same
size, it turned out).

Margaret and I got real close and even shared our secrets. I liked
girl's gym stuff, and she wanted to try on boy's sports uniforms. I had
plenty of those, as I was playing baseball and soccer at the time.

I went to Margie's place one Saturday morning. Her parents had gone
shopping for a couple of hours. We went right to her basement room and
started checking things out. I wore my baseball uniform under my baggy
sweats and she had on her gym suit, which she had modified with elastic
in the legs and arms. She looked really cute!

After a nice make-out session on the couch, we decided to switch.
Margie got out of her suit and I took off my sweats and baseball pants
and shirt. All we had on was our undies. She handed me the gym suit! I
was hard as a rock by then; my jock was all pointy in front. Margie
pointed and laughed. I giggled like a girl, embarrassed that she saw my
erection in such a way, for the first time. I quickly stepped into her
gym suit, pulling the suit up my shaky legs. She had to help me put the
top part up over my shoulders as I was a little big for the suit there.
Margie sat on the couch as she snapped the snaps up the front of the
suit. Her deft fingers brushed my erection through the suit and the
jock; my knees were quaking.

The suit felt great; it was soft cotton, and the elastic tickled the
tops of my thighs and my upper arms. The top was a little tight and my
height kind of pulled the crotch up tight but the rest fit fine. Margie
was careful to "blouse" the legs up and out, so that I had maximum
width at the hips for the suit to "bloom" out. She turned me and
marched me to her full-length mirror. I looked really cute, a boy in
girl's gym clothing!

Margie then quickly put on my baseball gear. She looked awesome! The
polyester fabric stretched in all the right places and as she tucked in
"her" shirt into "her" pants, I nearly passed out from horniness. My
cock was thrust clear out in front by my erection and the jock strap.
I tried to conceal it, but Margie would have none of that. She grabbed
me by my crotch and started to kiss me hard, tongue and all, and pushed
me down onto the couch. Margie was on top and she pulled on my erection
in the gym suit until it was straight up, like a pole. She straddled me
in her "new" baseball suit. and continued to dominate my mouth with her
tongue.

It was the hottest makeout session I had ever had; I loved her being on
top and making all the moves, while I sheepishly submitted, in my
girl's gym suit. I felt pretty much helpless and just gave in to her
advances.

As things progressed, Margie started to unsnap my gym suit, one snap at
a time, kissing me all over. I started to finger her and squeeze her
ample bottom in the baseball pants, and she was breathing quite heavily
into my ear. She started to hump my hard cock in the gym suit; my jock
strap made sure that I stayed painfully erect, and she took her
pleasure with me as she rubbed herself on it madly. It wasn't long
before she started to climax, humping me like a crazy girl, tonguing me
hard and panting. I too started to get the "big tickle" and the fabric
of the jock strap intensified it to the point where I could not hardly
move; Margie just kept coming.

After we both exhausted ourselves, we put our clothing back together
and Margie made hot cocoa for us.

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