Author: wolfcub Title: The Gymnast Summary: A young gymnast gets special instruction. Keywords: Mg, 1st, cons Colleen was looking forward to her first private gymnastics lesson. Michael (he insisted that she call him "Michael"--"Mr. West is too impersonal") had said that she was doing very well and that a little tutoring could turn her into a champion. Michael, too, was looking forward to the lessons--but not just because of the talent he saw. He had been waiting for a chance to be alone with the eleven-year-old since the day he first saw her. She had a trim, athletic body that, even at her young age, had the beginnings of all the right curves. She was going to develop into a sexy young woman, but for now, her feisty attitude and unceasing energy made her irresistible. When Michael answered the door, he was greeted by the beautiful Colleen. She was dressed in close-fitting white shorts and a light blue half-shirt that left her well-tanned midsection pleasantly exposed. It was fortunate that Colleen was not shy. As Michael stood in doorway gawking at her (and forgetting to invite her in), Colleen seemed not to notice as she walked right in and made herself at home. Colleen headed straight for Michael's rather large family room, which had been fitted out as a small gym. Michael stopped by the kitchen to get her a soda. Through a pass-through in the wall, Michael was able to see Colleen unabashedly removing her clothes. She carefully folded them and placed them in her gym bag. She then pulled out her leotard, stepped into it, and pulled the straps up over her shoulders. The brief glimpse of her naked body sent Michael's heart racing. Her all-over tan and casual attitude suggested to him that she was accustomed to being nude in front of others. Perhaps this was going to turn out better than he expected. He calmed himself before joining Colleen--no need to ruin things by rushing them. It was difficult for him to concentrate, but Michael managed to get through the first lesson--just the basics and to the point. He had to keep reminding himself to be patient; but Colleen was out the door and on her way home not a moment too soon. Michael pulled his swelling cock from his shorts and began stroking it frantically. He closed his eyes and recalled the image of Colleen: the sides of her leotard curved up high over her hips exposing the entire length of her long legs; a narrow strip of cloth covered her tender crotch and the sides of her buttocks peaked out as the fabric crawled up between them. He remembered the feel of her soft skin as he found excuses to "innocently" place his hands to guide her through her exercises. He had run his hands up and down the length of her smooth legs, rubbed her bare back, and firmly pressed against her buttocks and stomach without arousing any suspicion. He exploded with relief then turned his thoughts to the next lesson. Colleen showed up right on schedule, the next day. Once again, she casually changed clothes in the family room, as if it were routine. Michael suggested that he video tape the lessons so that they could review Colleen's progress over the coming weeks. (Actually, the tape had already been rolling, and Michael was sure that he had caught some great footage as Colleen was briefly nude.) Again, Michael kept to the program and got through the second lesson without any problems. On the third day, Michael got a little braver. Instead of hiding out while Colleen changed, he immediately joined her in the family room. He was happy to see that this didn't bother Colleen one bit. She once again casually removed her clothes and put on her leotard--all the time talking to Michael as if nothing unusual was happening. This encouraged him greatly. After the lesson, he sat Colleen down on his lap. He placed one arm around her waist and rested his other hand on top of her thigh as he told her how proud he was that she was doing so well. Michael was amazed that not only was Colleen comfortable with this, but she gave him a hug before getting up to leave! During the next few lessons, Michael decided to work on getting Colleen comfortable with his touches. He got more and more daring and found that he soon had no problem stroking the inside of Colleen's thighs or patting her buttocks. He even was able to get in an occasional kiss on her cheek or forehead. Next, he made a very bold move. While Colleen was changing, Michael managed to distract her by being critical of one of her routines. He had rehearsed the scene over and over in his head and managed to time it perfectly. Colleen was standing there naked and was about to reach for her leotard when he had delivered his pitch. Colleen was a little upset by the remark and wasted no time in challenging Michael. As they "argued", the leotard remained hidden in her gym bag. Michael said that he would explain what he meant, then guided her to the center of the floor. He walked her through the motions then told her to try it herself. He stood back at marveled at her beautiful, nude form, then praised her for a perfect performance. He then proceeded with the lesson. Colleen gave him a curious smile, but seemed to have forgotten the leotard still in her gym bag. Michael caressed Colleen's naked body as she sat on his lap for their post-lesson conference that had become standard practice for them. Michael explained that Colleen was making fantastic progress and was amazed that she had quickly corrected the problem that he had pointed out to her at the beginning of the lesson. Colleen's reply nearly made Michael faint: "I think you just wanted to upset me so that you could get me to do the lesson naked." Michael stuttered for a few seconds, but before he found any words, Colleen reassured him, "It's all right. I like being naked. If I had known it was all right with you, I would have done it sooner. Most people get really embarrassed. I don't know why. My brothers and I go swimming naked all the time--even at the beach." Michael was in heaven! This cute little girl was volunteering to parade her nude body in front of him. From then on, she did her lessons naked. It was getting harder for Michael to concentrate on the lesson, and Colleen had begun to notice the bulge in Michael's shorts. One day, as she climbed into his lap, her hand went straight between his legs. She rubbed his cock through his shorts, then looked up into his eyes and smiled. "How come your penis always gets big, like that?" "Well," he began, trying to steady his voice, "You're a very pretty young lady, and that's what happens to a man, sometimes, when he's with a woman." Colleen was tickled at being called a "young lady" and a "woman". She gave Michael an impulsive hug, then went back to rubbing his cock. She seemed fascinated with it. "You can touch me there, too, if you want." Michael didn't have to be asked twice. He slipped his hand between her legs and began rubbing her labia. He slipped a finger between them and found her clitoris. Colleen let out a sound that was almost like a purr and arched her back to raise her hips up. She began to squirm a little, then maneuvered herself around so that she was facing Michael and straddling his legs. She pulled the front of his shorts down, and Michael's erection sprung out, which caused Colleen to giggle. She began rocking her hips as Michael continued to massage her tender pussy. She reached forward, grabbed his cock with both hands, and began working up and down on the shaft. Michael thought he was going to cum right then, but he fought to restrain himself. After a few minutes, Colleen stopped. "It's so big." Michael remained quiet, content to let Colleen determine the next move. "Do you think it'll fit?" Michael nearly choked. "What?" "It may be too big." "Well," he recovered, "Let's try it and see." He picked her up off of his lap and laid her back on the couch. He carefully moved between her legs. He almost came again when she spread her legs wide for him! He placed the head of his swollen penis against her tender flesh, then paused. "Ready?" She shook her head yes, her eyes intensely focused on the stiff rod that was about to enter her body. Michael gave a gentle push, and the tip of his penis slipped inside of Colleen's vagina. He again paused when he met some resistance. He had begun to wonder if she had done this before, but now he knew that this was her first time. "This may hurt a little, but it'll be all right." Colleen was so absorbed in the experience, that she hardly seemed to be bothered as Michael deflowered her. Now, with his penis all the way inside of her, he waited for her to become accustomed to it. "Are you all right, kitten?" "Uh huh." She gasped and tensed up as he started to withdraw--like she didn't want him to--but she relaxed again when he pushed back in. It was a struggle for Michael to contain himself. Colleen was so incredibly tight, the pressure on his raging erection was driving him crazy. He began pumping harder and harder until he was no longer able to hold back. He pressed hard into her as a flood of semen erupted from his penis. His orgasm was incredible as he filled her young body with four or five huge spurts of cum. He collapsed on top of her and several minutes passed. "Michael?" "Yes, baby doll?" "That was fun. Did you like it?" "Oh yes, kitten, it was fantastic!" "I better leave now, or I'll be late getting home." Michael stayed on the couched and smiled as he watched Colleen slip on her leotard then head for the door. Colleen felt wonderful. She was experiencing a flood of emotions that were new and strange. The feelings energized her so that she ran all the way home. Her father was sitting on the couch reading, and she jumped into his lap and gave him a big hug. "Hi, daddy!" "Why, hello! How's my little girl?" "Fine!" she said, as she relaxed in his arms. "How come you're all wet?" She followed his gaze to her crotch and noticed the large stain on the thin material of her leotard. She jumped up then ran upstairs to the bathroom. She closed the door before examining the stain. She wiped her finger across it then brought it to her nose. Whatever it was, it had a funny smell. She removed her leotard and saw that her crotch was covered with a clearish, white liquid. She spread her labia using her fingers and saw that it was filled with the stuff. She then realized that it must be semen. Michael must have ejaculated inside of her, and now it was leaking out. Understanding what was happening calmed her down. She cleaned herself up thoroughly, then went back down stairs. "Are you all right?" her father asked. Colleen climbed back into his lap and pretended to be embarrassed. She said, shyly, "I forgot to go the bathroom before I left Mr. West's house. I guess I couldn't wait." Her father gave her a suspicious look, but seemed to not want to pursue the subject any further. The next day, when Colleen showed up at Michael's house, she told him what had happened. Michael was relived that Colleen's father had apparently not suspected anything wrong. "I'm sorry. I should have cleaned you up before I let you go." Colleen removed her clothes, then gave Michael a mischievous grin. "Can we do it again?" Michael decided that the lesson could wait. He picked up Colleen and carried her to his bedroom. When he put her on the bed, she eagerly spread her legs for him. Michael decided to give her a new treat and set his tongue to work on her tender slit. Colleen went wild, squirming uncontrollably as Michael went from one sensitive area to another. When she was good and wet, he moved up her body, inserted his penis into her vagina, and began thrusting mercilessly. Colleen's moaning really turned Michael on, and it was a short time before he came in her hot little hole. The tight walls of her wet vagina wrapped around him heightened the sensation of the hot fluid spewing from his penis. Again, he felt each of the spurts draining him. He pulled out, moved back down her body, and spread her open with his fingers. Colleen was curious, and leaned forward to get a better look at herself. Her vagina was full of Michael's thick white cum. Even he was surprised by the amount of it. He scooped up a glob of it with his index finger and held it forward for Colleen. She sniffed it cautiously then Michael pressed it to her lips and pushed his finger into her mouth. Colleen pulled back, surprised, but then relaxed when Michael laughed at her. She reached in and took a finger full, herself, and tasted it again. Her reaction caused them both to smile. The gymnastics lessons were over. Now, Michael was going to instruct Colleen in another subject--one for which she also showed great aptitude. He had no trouble getting her to suck his penis and even got her to swallow his cum; though they both preferred him to cum in her vagina. Colleen loved for Michael to ejaculate inside her pussy, then scoop the cum out with his finger and feed it to her. She greedily swallowed every bit of it. She was one of his best students.