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The Young Gymnast Part 3
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The Young Gymnast Part 3
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
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