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Young Gymnast 3 (Mf, ped)
Brought To You By: Head's Up BBS (909) 681-3721 (2400-19200)
Anonymous Author 1988

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First he wanted a total examination of her body to  see  how
really  perfect  it was. This would be his first opportunity
to see (and feel) it in a unstretched state. Would  it  meet
his  criterion  for  absolute  perfection?   Certainly  many
faults could be covered up when a girl holds her arms up  or
thrusts her chest out to firm up sagging breasts or tightens
her butt and thighs by bending over slightly, as he had seen
in  countless  magazines. He went over to her and pulled the
remnants of her leotard over her  head.  Now  she  was  com-
pletely  naked.  This naturally blonde, short haired 12 year
old virgin girl with the toned gymnast's body  stood  before
him.  He  looked first at her breasts. With her arms down he
could see what they looked like in their resting state.   To
his pleasure, they were almost identical to their appearance
when she was stretched. Small, wide based mounds,  symmetri-
cal  around  the  entire  breast,  topped  by the light pink
areola and tiny nipple.  Next her tummy. Flat as a board and
slightly muscled.  The final test was her ass. The reason he
liked the boyish body build on a girl was  because  a  young
boy's ass never sags over the thighs.  On a boy there was no
change in width where the thigh met the  ass.  On  virtually
every  woman  he had seen, and in fact even in teenage girls
he had observed at the beach, there was always a bit of  sag
in the ass, or a fold of fat where the thigh met the ass, or
the ass stuck out too far. Only with intense exercise  could
a  woman approach but never achieve his definition of a per-
fect ass. One of the problems was that a  woman's  hips  are
wider  than  a  man's,  so  the little fold of fat is almost
inevitable. He hoped this little toned gymnast with the boy-
ish body would have the perfect ass. This was his final test
for his fantasy of the perfect body. As she stood at  atten-
tion,  her feet together, arms at her side, he walked around
behind her. He was in heaven. She had  a  small,  tight  ass
which  seamlessly  melted  into  her muscled thigh. He knelt
down looking for the telltale fold of fat. It was not there.
She  had  it.  The perfect ass.  It was his dream come true.
This girl had the perfect body! It  was  time  again  for  a
careful  inspection,  this time he could instruct her how to
pose and, better yet, could touch whenever he had the urge.

He returned to the front and told her to lace  her  fingers,
put  her  hands behind her head and spread her legs. Without
hesitation, she complied. He told her to keep her elbows  as
far back as she could, fully exposing her torso to his exam-
ination.  He told her to spread her legs as wide  as  possi-
ble,  knowing that her flexible body could easily sink right
into a split if she spread them enough. He urged her on inch
by  inch until it was obvious she was at maximum while still
being able to hold her balance.  This certainly was  not  as
wide as they were when she was on the horse.  He didn't want
to be watched as he went through his inspection. In fact, he
wanted  to  see  her  reaction as he unexpectedly touched or
licked various parts of her body. His goal was to get her so
dripping  wet  that  she would beg him to fuck her. With her
arms behind her  head  he  could  see  her  breasts  flatten
against her chest and some of her ribs were clearly visible.
He loved that thin look. First he wanted to feel that  white
blonde  hair  to  see if it was as soft as it looked. It was
like silk in his hands as he ran his fingers through to  her
pink  scalp.  She  shuddered slightly at his touch in a most
unexpected place. He looked again at her delicate,  boy-like
face,  as  he ran his fingers lightly over her almost nonex-
istent light grey eyebrows, her sweating brow and upper lip.
In  fact, her entire body glistened from her nervousness and
the strenuous workout.  Maybe also a bit from the  anticipa-
tion of pleasures she had never known.  Her lips were a pale
pink and thin. He touch them. They  were  smooth  and  soft.
That was her first erogenous zone. Her eyes remained closed,
her face relaxed and  expressionless.   Beginning  with  her
hands,  he  felt his way along her smooth arms, checking the
muscle in her upper arm with a slight squeeze. She had  firm
muscles  from  the  gymnastics.  He  continued  along to her
second erogenous zone - her armpits.  Without  touching  the
flesh,  he  ran  his  fingers through the sparse white blond
hairs and to his delight they were as silky as the  hair  on
her  head.  With  her  arms  behind  her head, her delicious
armpits were completely exposed. As before, he  brought  his
face  close  an  inhaled  deeply. Now the smell of sweat was
stronger - for him even more of a turn on. He saw  the  tiny
rivulets  of  sweat running from her armpits down her smooth
sides. For what he was about to do, he was glad she did  not
wear  deodorant.  He  stuck his tongue out and began to lick
from the bottom of the armpit to the top.  As  soon  as  his
tongue touched the delicate flesh, she whimpered and brought
her elbows  together  in  an  instinctive  reaction  to  the
slightly  ticklish feeling as well as her embarrassment that
someone was actually licking one of her most private places!
If  she were not standing with her legs so far apart, he was
sure her knees would  have  buckled,  too.  He  grabbed  her
elbows  and  forced them back even farther than before, reo-
pening her armpit and flexing the muscle in it which made it
even  easier to finish his lick. Again he touched his tongue
to to white flesh at the bottom of her armpit and dragged it
inch by inch through the sweat and soft blonde hairs tasting
the salty moisture and inhaling the delightful musky  aroma.
She  tried  to bring her elbows together, but he kept a firm
grip on them, making sure that  the  muscle  in  her  armpit
bulged  out so he could cover every inch with his tongue. He
then repeated this on her other  side,  this  time  starting
where  one  of the rivulets of sweat had run down to her rib
cage and licking all the way to the underside  of  her  arm,
through her armpit.

He let go of her arms, reminding her to keep them  far  back
and  keep  her  eyes closed. He moved around in front of her
had place his hands on  her  soft  neck.  The  skin  was  so
smooth.  He  felt his way down her torso until he got to her
magnificent breasts. They were firm but soft to  the  touch.
He carefully avoided the nipple with his hands. He continued
down to her tummy, which was creamy and firm.  Sticking  out
his tongue, he began licking at her tiny, slightly elongated
navel up to the base of her left breast.  She  resisted  the
temptation  to  bring  her  elbows  together. This was a bit
easier than when he had licked her armpits.  He  licked  the
smooth,  almost translucent skin around her breast, covering
every inch except the areola and nipple. It  was  so  creamy
and  soft.   He  pressed  his  tongue  into the flesh of her
breast to test it's firmness.   He  repeated  on  the  other
breast  enjoying the sweat that coated her body. Starting at
the edge of the light pink areola, he  licked  in  a  spiral
until he came to the nipple, which he wrapped the tip of his
tongue around. She shivered and moaned at this  new  feeling
but kept her elbows apart, giving him unencumbered access to
her body. Her nipples had become hard little pebbles when he
started  to  lick  near her breasts. He was actually able to
watch them change state. He moved to the  other  breast  and
repeated  the  spiral lick. Again she moaned quietly. He put
his mouth over one of her tiny nipples, sucked it  into  his
mouth,  and  bit  down  ever  so lightly. He thought she was
going to collapse in pleasure, but  her  wide-spread  stance
steadied  her.  He went to the other breast and again sucked
the nipple between his teeth and licked it  as  he  held  it
lightly  in  his teeth. It was not easy getting such a tiny,
immature nipple to  stretch,  but  he  did.  He  moved  back
slightly  to  see  how  her  body  had reacted. Her face was
slightly flush, easily apparent  with  her  pale  skin.  Her
entire  body now glowed with sweat. New rivulets had dripped
from her armpits down to her ribs.   He  imagined  that  her
cunt  was now so wet that her pussy juices were running down
her leg. He would know soon enough.  He  licked  and  sucked
her  breasts  until  it was obvious that she could stand the
pleasure no more without collapsing. He moved back  slightly
and sat on the floor.  He had to readjust his pounding erec-
tion just to sit.

He was now eye level with the ultimate prize, but he  wanted
to  save  it  for  the very end of his explorations. For the
first time he carefully examined her tiny feet. Each toe was
well  defined  and  he  took the opportunity to lick between
them. This visibly tickled her, but she remained  at  atten-
tion.  Her  shins had a super fine dusting of the same white
blonde hair he had seen elsewhere. He knew  why  she  didn't
have  to  shave  them. From a few inches away the hairs just
blended into her pale skin. Her calves were very firm as  he
lightly  squeezed  them  feeling  his  way up her leg. Those
fabulously thin thighs were a pleasure  to  feel,  firm,  no
sag,  no  wiggle in the flesh at all. He would have examined
her ass at this point before going to her cunt, but with her
legs  so  wide apart, her ass would be too firm and tight to
enjoy. He would take care of that later. He looked carefully
at  her wide spread crotch. The lips were slightly apart and
the entire light pink hairless slit was glistening.  As  she
felt  his warm breath on her crotch she began to shiver ever
so slightly in anticipation of pleasure. He looked  for  any
trace  of her excitement when he had nibbled her breasts. He
saw that a few drops of some liquid had dripped starting  at
her  slit  and  running down the inside of one thigh. Was it
sweat or pussy juice? Only one way to find  out.   Beginning
on  the  inside of her thigh, just above the knee he started
to lick his way toward her crotch. Along the way he  encoun-
tered the liquid he had observed and continued to lick as he
contemplated the taste. It was like nothing else he had ever
tasted.  Part  of it tasted like the pussy juice of a woman,
only much more delicate.  Like the difference between a wine
that  was  $5 a bottle and wine that was $100 a bottle. This
was definitely the $100 wine. The other part of it was  like
what  he tasted when he licked the glow from her armpits and
body - sweat. The two mixed together was a divine treat.  As
he  got  near  her  vagina lips he stopped and licked up the
other leg, inside the softest part of her perfect thighs. He
warned  her  that  the  next part would tickle and to remain
still. He licked the sweat from the firm flesh  valley  that
formed  between  her  pubic  area  and her thigh. Indeed she
wriggled when he did this. That part of her skin  was  prob-
ably the most used on her body. especially for a gymnast who
is constantly spreading and unspreading  her  legs.  It  was
very  soft  and  tender.  Before  attending  to her cunt, he
linked her tiny, sparse patch of pubic hair, playing with it
using  his  tongue.  Like  the  hair  on her head and in her
armpits, it was silky smooth, white  blonde,  and  straight.
Everything  about  this  girl was what he had long fantasied
about. But unlike his fantasies about perfection he  thought
was  unattainable  in real life, this girl was perfection in
real life!

Using his tongue, and only his tongue, he began  to  explore
her  labia.   The  thin, soft, pink lips easy yielded to his
tongue. The taste was delicious. He licked everywhere, care-
fully  avoiding her vagina and clitoris. He was going to get
her into a better position for that.  He told  her  to  con-
tinue  her split, slowly, while keeping her hands behind her
head. He helped to steady her with  his  hands  but  resumed
licking  her  labia  as  she  sank  slowly to the mat on the
floor.  It was like licking an opening flower. The lower she
got  the  more her thin lips separated and her wet hole came
into view. He licked more and more of the exposed  flesh  as
it  became  available,  still avoiding her clitoris and cunt
hole. When her ass reached the  mat  she  was  flailed  com-
pletely  open. He guessed it was impossible for a girl, even
as flexible as she was, to be more open than that.  He  told
her  to  lie  back  on the mat, keeping her hands behind her
head. He  watched  her  abdominal  muscles  tighten  as  she
lowered   her  torso.  This  girl  was  incredible  for  her
flexibility and strength. When her back reached the mat, her
pubic  bone rotated up giving him an excellent front-on view
of her labia. He instructed her to keep her hands behind her
head  at all times, elbows flat on the mat. The pink lips of
her labia were spread apart, her cunt hole gaping, her  cli-
toris  now forced out of hiding, completely hairless. He had
access with his tongue to her most sensitive areas and would
not  need  to use his hands at all. No matter what he wanted
to do, she would not be able to interfere  since  her  hands
were  He  resumed  licking  her lips and now used his tongue
like a prick to lick her cunt hole, as deep as he could. Her
body  began to shiver with excitement.  He worked his way up
to her clit, which was now engorged. Using the  same  spiral
he  used  on her nipples, he worked his way from the base of
her clit to the tip. As he worked on her he  could  see  her
pussy  juices  begin  to flow right out of her cunt hole. He
sucked her tiny clit into his mouth, stretching it as far as
it  could,  and  licked it while holding it in a vacuum. She
was now moaning and shivering. He was sure she was going  to
cum  at  any  second. Finally, she could stand it no longer.
Her pelvis pushed forward, mashing her cunt  more  into  his
face and began to buck. She was dripping with sweat all over
her body, every muscle tightened up. She yelped out loud (he
though  he had hurt her) and then her entire body went limp.
He stopped licking so he could examine her  body  after  her
very  first orgasm ever. Her face was flush, she was breath-
ing heavily as  she  might  after  strenuous  exercise.  Her
armpits  were  drenched,  the few fine hairs matted in mois-
ture. Her nipples rock hard and areolas a few shades  darker
than  their normal light pink.  The lips of her labia were a
brighter pink than before, and her clit was  still  standing
up and engorged. A small river of pussy juice had run out of
her cunt and now was in a pool  on  the  mat.  He  took  the
opportunity  to lick the nectar from her crotch.  Her entire
body  glistened  with  sweat.   The  whole  experience   was
heightened  for  him  by  the fact that she was powerless to
interfere with him, with her hands behind her head. She also
could  not  see  what  he was doing since her head was lying
back on the mat. For her part, she had just experienced  the
single  most  pleasurable  event in her entire life. Now she
knew why her friends talked about sex so much. She  wondered
how  much better it would have been if he had used his penis
instead of his tongue. Maybe she would find out.  After  her
breathing  calmed  down he told her to stand up. Weakly, she
stood.

Continued in Part 4