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Subject: REPOST - The Physicals (Mf+ teen), by Amy and Larry 1/1


    As it turned out, the first was the best...or at least the most
fun. The other girls followed in order; the sound of bare feet on tile
was burned into my mind by the end of the day. I managed to get a
healthy massage in on all the breasts, and at least slide a finger
through all the pussies, but most of the girls seemed disconcerted if
not reluctant, and only three let me go as far as Ally had. Of the
three, only Janice Yarber had let me bring her to an orgasm. Elle
Michaels I think really, really wanted to, but was so nervous she never
got there. The last member of the group was Amy Gallagher. She seemed
totally delighted with the whole thing, and was the only one who
admitted to being a non-virgin. More importantly, while I was fingering
her and talking about orgasms she said that she was really enjoying
everything, but it usually took a little longer to get her to finish.
While that would normally have rendered me impotent for days from
embarrassment she was so matter-of-fact about the whole thing that I
took it in stride. At the end of the day I felt that I had my money{s
worth, but I wasn{t finished.  The doc hadn{t called, and I had all my
calls to that number forwarded to a cell phone tucked in the black bag
so I hadn{t missed him. I decided to push my luck just a bit more.

    The exams had (for some reason) dragged on a little longer than
expected, so by the time I had finished with Amy not only was Sue
Collins back in the gym, but so were the parents, waiting to get the
word on their daughters{ qualifications.  Shortly after Amy had exited
the outer office and stepped into the gym I picked up a clipboard and
walked out in front of the bleachers and the assembled multitudes.  As I
did, I noticed Amy in close conversation with her coach. At first I felt
a surge of panic, but it was apparent that the conversation was full of
good humor so I relaxed and gave my speech.  First I congratulated all
the parents and coaches (Laura Jackson was sitting there as well) for
keeping their girls so fit, then I announced that all had passed their
exams. Then I asked for Amy Gallagher, Janice Yarber, Ally Costa, and
Elle Michaels to see me with their parents before they left. The other
girls and their parents wandered out of the gym, while the selected few
remained in their seats. As did Sue Collins.

    When the select group and I were left alone, I delivered my speech.
I had been doing research on the relationship of physical conditioning
to aerobic measurements and the four girls I had named had exceptional
characteristics that I very much would like to include in my paper.  I
would therefore like to have the girls do some additional tests for me
if it was agreeable with all concerned. The tests would take at least
two to three hours uninterrupted. I realized that family considerations
would come first, but if it was agreeable with everyone if the parents
could get the girls to the outside door of the gym at eight o{clock, I
would guarantee to get them home before midnight myself; the parents
would not have to pick them up. This appeared to precipitate
considerable discussion, but then my favorite cheerleader coach spoke up
with a proposal of her own. She suggested that when the tests were
finished, the girls could spend the night with her; she lived nearby, so
the girls could be safely off the streets well before midnight. I
thought it rather a strange suggestion, but it turned out that slumber
parties at Sue{s house were a common event, so that was immediately
accepted as the plan. Once that had been decided, I tried to get to her
to thank her for her help, but she had disappeared. I went by the
office, explained the situation to the nice ladies there, and got the
necessary keys and authorizations to use the building after eight.
Amazing.

    I was going to have several hours to kill before eight, so I
went back to the exam room and began writing up my reports.  There
wasn{t really much to do; I could probably have finished all of them in
ten minutes if I had been pressed for time but I wasn{t, so I didn{t. As
I went through the girls{ records, I replayed the sessions in my mind,
merging memory and fantasy. I saved the records of the four elect for
last, and as I was going over them, I thought about what I might be able
to pull off when they came back.  At that pace, I killed more than two
hours. I expected to see people coming by the office wondering what I
was doing, but not a soul appeared the entire afternoon. A little before
six o{clock I decided to leave and find a place to grab something to
eat. It would have been convenient if Sue Collins had been around
somewhere to ask for suggestions, but she wasn{t so I decided to just
drive around the area and see what I could find. What I eventually found
was an Italian restaurant with a strong West Coast influence. West Coast
Italian didn{t seem to be a big attraction around here judging by the
sparse crowd, but the food turned out to be edible anyway. I took my
time, but skipped the wine, even though I allowed myself a single
martini before dinner. I managed to time it just about right, and left
myself with time to arrive back at the school around quarter till eight.

    I parked the car in the same slot I had left earlier, but this
time it was the only car in the lot although I could see I couple of
cars in another lot at the side of the building. Being a skeptic, I had
checked the keys I had been given before I left so when I tried the main
door and found it locked it was a comforting feeling.  At least somebody
around here believed in locking things. I unlocked the door, entered,
and locked it behind me. I strolled through the empty, near-dark halls
to the gym and used another key there to get in. I had left the light on
in the office, and it was still on. I played with light switches to get
a bank of lights turned on near the outside door, but left the others
turned off. When I walked over and opened the outside door, all four
girls were already waiting, together with Sue Collins. No parents were
visible.  For a moment I was afraid that Sue would want to stay for the
"exams", but as soon as I opened the door she gave me a brief nod of
acknowledgement, told Amy to call her when they were ready to be picked
up, turned, and left. The girls bounced through the door into the gym.

    Just as I was ready to start my little speech, Amy spoke up and
said, "I don{t really like this big gym when there{s no one here.  It{s
kind of creepy. Why don{t we use the girls{ locker room instead? There{s
plenty of room in there but it{s not like this." The other girls
chattered agreement.

    The thought struck me that while I{ve been in many places in my
life, I{d never been in a high school girls{ locker room. I ruefully
said that it would be fine with me to use whatever room they wanted, but
I didn't have a key for the locker room. Amy flashed a brilliant smile.
"That's ok.  I do." She twirled a key on a piece of chain around her
finger. "Come on, let's go."

    Perhaps I should have been suspicious. Certainly I should have
been suspicious. I wasn't. Shows what happens when you think with your
hormones. "Lead the way, Amy. You seem to know what you're doing." I
followed her through a door and down a dark hallway with the rest of the
girls in trail. There was no light at all in the hall once the door had
closed, but Amy turned on a small flashlight and walked rapidly along.
The hallway made a turn to the left, then ended in a cross corridor. 
Amy flashed her light once quickly to the left, said "That's the boys'
locker room down there", and then turned to the right. This hallway made
a turn to the left, then a little further on we stopped in front of a
door on the right which Amy quickly unlocked with her key. She walked in
and flipped a light switch and the rest of us followed her into the
room.

    The room was very well equipped, particularly in comparison to
the rather shabby office I had used for the exams. There were lockers,
of course, and a shower room off to the left, but there was also what
appeared to be an AV room, an exercise floor, and what appeared to be a
training room complete with a whirlpool. It was nevertheless a locker
room. It smelled different than the locker rooms I was used to, but it
was a locker room. I could feel myself begin to stiffen. Amy led the way
on to the exercise floor and said, "OK. Are we all ready to get
started?" There was a trio of voices saying "Yeah!" Then she turned
directly to me and said, "Did you have fun today?" They all watched me
expectantly.

    I was suddenly at a loss for words. While I was trying to think
of something to say, she continued, "We certainly did, didn't we?" The
others nodded agreement. "And that's why we're here, isn't it?" This was
clearly directed at me.

    I started to replay my spiel about the paper I was doing, but
Amy interrupted, "Knock off the bullshit. We don't have time for that
tonight." I stopped and stared. "Let's get this all out in the open, OK?
Remember last summer in Aurora Hills? I was there for a couple of weeks
staying with my aunt and you were there driving a UPS truck.  And you
weren't a UPS driver, either. Because I wanted to find out who you were
so I asked my uncle, because he's the local UPS manager there."

    There was nothing I wanted to say. Actually, that's not exactly
true: there were several things I would have loved to say, but none of
them were nice. I knew that damned UPS thing was going to be a problem,
but I never thought it would come back to haunt me like this. "You must
have seen my brother. He works for UPS." I wanted to take the words back
as soon as I heard them. I began to wonder how I had ever survived this
long.

    "Then it certainly wasn't your brother, because whoever was driving
that truck didn't work for UPS.  And besides, it was you. I recognize
that little scar by your left eye." I said nothing.

    "Now then, let's get started, OK? Today was fun, but there were
a couple of things that were kind of left unfinished, you know?" She
started unbuttoning her blouse, and the other girls followed her lead.
"It's only fair that you finish what you started." She kicked off her
shoes, dropped her jeans and slipped out of them. "And besides, we've
got some other things we've thought of that we want to do, too." She
shrugged out of her blouse, reached behind her and unhooked her bra.
"And we kind of thought that you would help us out, just to be nice."
She dropped the bra, and hooked her thumbs in her bikini briefs. "And
besides," she pulled the briefs down and stepped out of them, "we
wouldn't want you to get in any kind of trouble, you know." All four
girls were standing naked in front of me. "So we thought that you would
probably do it, just for us."

    My mind had shut down completely.  The synapses were just not
firing. Then a hazy thought or two fought its way to the surface. I was
being blackmailed. Me. Blackmailed. Totally humiliating. Infuriating.
But it definitely had an upside. I still stood dumbly listening to Amy,
but conscious at some very primitive level of the raw power being
mustered up against me.  After waiting for a few seconds for a response,
Amy suggested gently, "Don't you think you should get ... Comfortable?
We can help if you like." With that she walked up to me, reached up and
slowly began to loosen my tie. Janice came up and helped me out of my
jacket, while Ally and Elle began taking off my shoes and socks. Amy
began very slowly unbuttoning my shirt as Ally and Elle opened my belt
and pants and began to slide them down. I obediently lifted each foot in
turn so they could get my pants off. Janice eased me out of my
undershirt, and the two fourteen-year olds couldn't repress their
giggles as they pulled down my briefs and took them off.

    Amy had backed away a step or two and stood surveying her new
territory.  "There! Now isn't that better?" Still speechless, I nodded
slowly. "Good!  Now then.... Let's start with unfinished business. I
think Elle has the top priority. You didn't give her an orgasm today,
and she really wanted one, and now she really needs one, so the first
thing you need to do is give her a nice orgasm. I think you should start
again at the beginning, but since we're all friends now you can you use
your mouth, too. Actually, I think that should apply to all of us. I
move that Doc UPS here should make full use of his mouth as well as his
hands in carrying out his duties this evening." Ally seconded, and the
motion carried unanimously among the eligible voters. I would have voted
for it myself if I had had a vote. "Elle," Amy asked, "where do you want
to start, on the floor, or on a table?" Elle said that she preferred the
floor since we would have a lot more room. That wasn't a bad choice,
since the floor was covered with exercise pads and the girls immediately
began spreading sheets from the tables over the pads.

    Elle lay down on the sheets, and motioned that she was ready.
Amy looked at me and said, "You're on, stud. Do it good." I figured that
good wasn't good enough. I was by damn going to give a magnificent
performance. I sat down next to Elle, then lay beside her, slipping my
arm under her neck and turning her to me. I kissed her on the forehead
and began running my fingers through her hair, tracing the curves of her
ear. She began to purr contentedly. I gradually let my hand fall lower
and follow her shoulder down to the curve of her elbow; as I did so, my
arm moved across her breasts, coming to rest on her very erect nipples.
I nuzzled her ear, then let my lips trace the curve of her throat down
to the hollow. I slid down slightly, and moved my hand to cover one of
her breasts while my lips worked their way down to cover the nipple of
the other. Elle was breathing very harshly, panting irregularly, and
beginning to produce an almost inaudible moan. With my hand I began to
tease one nipple, and with my mouth I covered the other. I sucked it in,
and pressed it out with my tongue, then began to suck it in and circle
it with my tongue while working with my lips. Her moans were no longer
inaudible.   I released her breast and let my hand caress its way down
along her waist, past her hip, and all the way down until my fingers
rested behind her knee. Then I started slowly kissing my way down from
her breasts across her belly to the inside of her thigh. I let my cheek
rest against her mound, now soaking wet, as I licked her thigh with
long, slow strokes. Her moans were now sharp, resonant, gasps. I could
hear the murmur of conversation from the other girls, but I couldn't
make out what they were saying. I didn't really care at that point,
anyway. My licks along her thigh grew longer, approaching closer and
closer to the source of all that wetness. She was beginning to move her
hips more and more strongly, to the point that I could no longer
restrain her. I decided it was time. I moved up to cover her mound with
my mouth, now letting my tongue make long slow passes up through her
slit, stopping just short of her clit. Then I began to press my tongue
into her, and at the same time press her clit with my upper lip. I had a
trick or two that I still hadn't used when she began to shudder and
quake in the onset of a full-blown orgasm. Another followed within
seconds.  She clamped her legs around my neck, pulling me tightly into
her, then had another mighty orgasm, which seemed to be more powerful
than the first two.  After that, she seemed to relax, so I slid up to
where I could put my arm around her shoulders, then held her close to me
while she came back down. After a minute or two, she looked up at me,
smiled, and said, "Thanks."

    Amy smiled, too, and said to me, "I like to see a man who takes
pride in his work. But we have another couple of items of unfinished
business. This morning you gave Ally a very nice orgasm, but you also
got her mind all filled with penises and fucking and you left her a
virgin. I'm afraid you're going to have to fuck her tonight." My eyes
were already glazed over, but I tried desperately to give them a
questioning look. "That does raise a problem, you understand. I have a
condom you can wear, of course, but it doesn't seem fair to Ally to have
her first fuck with a condom. Here's the deal. If you are absolutely
certain, and I mean absolutely certain, that you have no diseases that
she could catch, you fuck her with no condom. Otherwise, she just has to
suffer. If you fuck her without a condom, and she catches anything at
all, I will personally guarantee that you will spend a very long time in
a place where you will be raped nightly by very large, very ugly, very
AIDS-ridden men. Do I make myself clear?" I nodded affirmatively. "Do
you need a condom?" I shook my head. I was pretty sure. "OK, then. Go
fuck her however she wants to be fucked."

    I looked over at Ally. She showed me her ironworks, then said
coquettishly, "First do me like you did Elle, OK?" Sounded fair to me.

    Just like I did Elle, I did Ally... Right up until after the
first orgasm. Then I moved over her, let my cock slide up through her
slit, then into her just an inch or so. She had tensed up as I started
to penetrate her, so I stopped without even the head completely inside
her. I began caressing her and kissing her until she relaxed a bit, then
slid in a bit more. Once the head was completely in, I was able to slide
in until I could feel her hymen without any problem. Ally was moving her
hips rhythmically and making sounds that were almost singing. I was
moving out and in, out and in, each time stretching her hymen just a bit
more. Then, once we were moving in perfect sync, I pressed past it. She
gave a very short gasp, then looked up at me and said "That's it? We've
done it?" In response, I began to drive deeper and deeper. Now she
really started to enjoy it. And so did I. I held off as long as I could,
but on her next orgasm I lost it. I felt stream after stream pour deep
into her. She held me tightly,   so tightly I was having difficulty
breathing. When both of our orgasms had subsided, she told me
conspiratorially "I could really feel that coming into me. That was
really, really neat." Actually, I thought so, too.

    We lay still for a couple of minutes, then Amy's voice came ringing
in, "You guys finished? We've got a lot to do, and we're behind
schedule." Ally stretched, cat-like, and then turned over and held me
very close to her.

    "OK, Ally. Give it up.  You'll get another shot." This time Amy
was insistent, demanding. Ally languidly rolled over and released me.

    Amy rapped on a desk top with a pencil and said, "New business.
We've agreed that as long as we have this opportunity, it would be
criminal to let it go unutilized. Doc UPS, there are a few experiments
we need to carry out on the male anatomy, and your male anatomy has been
the one selected." She looked at me, and still in shock, I nodded.

    "Very good", she went on.  "First we'll loosen you up a little.
Relax all those tired, tense muscles. Please lie face down on the mat."
I complied. I had my face turned to the side toward the girls, but all I
could see from my position was legs and feet. I told myself that all
things considered the view wasn't bad.

    Amy's voice moved around toward my feet together with a complete
set of legs which were no doubt attached. "Now we'll do this one at a
time, but I want you to watch carefully while I demonstrate." She
stepped on to my legs, planting one of her feet firmly on each. "I want
you to kind of shuffle your feet as you move along. Don't slide them,
just kind of jiggle his muscles." She showed what she wanted. She walked
up the back of my thighs, doing her magic shuffle along the way, until
she stood firmly on my buttocks. Then she started shifting her weight
back and forth from foot to foot, which was doing interesting things to
my erection. "We want to get him nice and relaxed now because we've got
a lot that we're going to use him for, and we don't want to lose him
before we're finished. How are you doing, Doc?"

    I mumbled that I was doing just fine, and she said, "Good," and
began walking up my back.  When she reached my shoulders she moved her
feet in circles a couple of times, then jumped down with one foot
brushing the hair on the back of my neck, and the other directly in
front of my eyes. She pivoted and walked back over with the others.
"Janice, you're up." Janice hopped up on my legs and began to do her
little variation. She shuffled along as Amy had directed, but also dug
in with her toes at each step, wiggling and giving light little pinches.
As the routine progressed, I thought to myself that it wasn't exactly
working as advertised. Yeah, there were muscle groups that were relaxing
quite nicely, but my hardon sure as hell wasn't relaxing. When Elle took
her turn, she did turns and spins that I thought might lever me right
off the mat. Then Ally decided she was going to do some dance steps,
singing her own beat. The others joined in the singing, and Ally
prolonged her routine for a good five minutes. A couple of minutes into
it, I felt moisture on my back. At first I thought it was sweat, then I
realized that Ally was inadvertently giving me back what I had just
given her. It was all I could do to keep from losing it right then. I
gritted my teeth and tried not to think about where I was and what was
happening, desperately trying to hold on. Ally finally finished her
routine to general applause, then took her dismount. I remembered what
she had said about being a gymnast before.

    "Everybody all ready to go now?", Amy asked. There was a chorus
of positive responses, then she said, "How about you, Doc? You OK?" I
nodded, with my cheek still pressed against the floor, and answered that
I was.  "Ally, we're going to need your assistance to start this
off. Just lie back down exactly where you were while he was fucking you.
 That's right.  Right there." She turned her attention to me. "Now then,
lie down on your stomach between her legs positioned so that you can eat
her comfortably." I complied. My cock was, despite all, getting hard
again, and it folded up conveniently beneath me.

    "Now then, ladies," Amy began, "we're going to explore the male
anatomy. You will find that men enjoy this, though they deny it. Just as
Doc UPS explored our pussies, each of us will get the opportunity to
explore him. Doc, you may begin eating Ally now." I needed no further
invitation; I began lapping madly. "Janice, I believe Doc gave you an
orgasm today, so you really should return the favor. Elle, if you would
hand me that Vaseline, please." I started to get worried. "Now then,
you'll each need to get lubed up, just as I'm doing now." She had a hand
on my ass, idly stroking me, then I felt Vaseline being smeared, and she
suddenly thrust a finger into my ass. "Doc, would you lift your hips
please? Pull your knees up to support you.  That's a good boy." I was
now on my knees and elbows with my face buried in Ally's snatch, and my
hard-on probing thin air. "Now watch how his cock moves as I move my
finger." I wasn't able to watch, but I could damn sure feel it. "OK,
Janice, now milk him. Just wrap your fingers around it and pump him.
Keep it up until he spurts." I felt soft fingers circle my cock and
begin to move. Amy's finger in my ass was twitching in sync with
Janice's strokes. I knew I wouldn't be able to take much of this.
"That's good, Janice. Just like that. Doc, you just keep eating Ally,
don't pay any attention to us." That was a good theory, but she no
sooner had the words out of her mouth than I could feel myself spurting,
and spurting heavily. "Very good, Janice! Nice job!" Amy circled her
finger a couple of times and made my cock jump again. "Wasn't that
nicely done, Doc? Tell Janice thank you." My mouth was busy working
Ally's snatch, but I lifted my head enough to thank Janice, then went
back to work.

    "Ok, girls, it's time to switch," Ally said. "Janice, you lube
up and finger his ass hole just the way I showed you. Ally, you come
back here and watch what Janice is doing while you milk him. Elle, you
take Ally's place and let him eat you." Everybody moved, except me.

    I would have bet serious money that after screwing Ally and
being beat off by Janice that I wouldn't have had enough left to produce
again. I would have been wrong. Both Ally and finally Elle were able to
get a serious shot out of me. There was a sizeable pool of cum on the
mat beneath me by the time they had all finished, perhaps a tablespoon
or even more.   Amy stirred it with her finger, then licked the residue
and smacked her lips. The other girls again followed her example. Amy
looked up and took pity on me for being left out; she dipped her finger
in again and asked me, "Want a lick?" I had the feeling that I had
better accept, so I did. When I did, she bent over, took the head of my
cock in her mouth and sucked and licked it briefly.  She looked up and
smiled and said, "Hey! I can still taste Ally! Anybody else want a
taste?" Of course, they all did, with Ally first in line. When they had
all satisfied their curiosity, Amy looked up at the clock and said that
we still had time for me to fuck some more if anybody was interested.
Everybody was interested, including Ally. Amy decreed that everyone
would just have to take turns, with Ally last since she had already been
fucked once tonight. She furthermore decreed that since time was running
out, there wouldn't be any foreplay.  I would just lie down on my back,
and as long as somebody could get my dick hard they could ride it.
Surprisingly, that worked out rather well. I don't think anybody managed
another orgasm (I know I didn't), but everybody had fun (I know I did.)
When Ally finally climbed off of me, Amy clapped her hands sharply and
said, "OK, everybody, let's hit the showers!" I suddenly realized that
Amy had been strictly the leader, and had not participated, other than
to demonstrate for the others. The other three girls trotted off toward
the shower room, and Amy nudged me with her toe, "Come on, Doc. You,
too." I looked up and she extended her hand to help me up, then walked
beside me into the showers.  The water was already flowing when we
walked in, and so was the chatter. The day's activities seemed to be the
sole topic of conversation. Janice looked over when we walked in and
said "Hi, Doc!" and pitched me a bar of soap.

    I was beginning to feel almost normal, if you can believe that.
After all doesn't everybody shower with four cheerleaders?  Amy had
started soaping up, and since I seemed to be left out of the
conversation turned to me and asked, "Ever been in a girls' shower room
before, Doc?"

    I answered truthfully, "Nope. Never."

    "So your first time, and you manage to find one that's occupied,
huh? Some people are just lucky, I guess. Here. Get my back." She handed
me her soap. As I soaped that expanse of smooth flesh, I found to my
surprise that I was reaching a full erection again. When Amy turned back
around, she glanced down, grinned, and said, "Hey, look at this! Guess
we should have started at seven o'clock." There was another chorus of
giggles.  "Guess you'll have to take care of that one yourself, Doc.
We're going to have to wrap this up for now." With that, they turned off
the showers and streamed out to towel off and get dressed.

    By that time, we were actually running a little late, and Amy called
Sue for a pickup. As soon as she was off the phone, she called me off
into a corner. She took the lapels of my coat in her hands, pulled me
down, and kissed me on the lips. Then she said, "You know, we didn't
quite finish all the unfinished business. I still haven't had my
orgasm."

    I suddenly realized she was right. "But you had plenty of chances
tonight, why didn't you..." She cut me off.

    "The responsibilities of leadership", she said. "I had to take
care of everyone else first. Besides", she grinned, "I have a few
different things in mind. The doctor bit won't cut it again, you know."
I nodded. "You'll have to show a little creativity if you want to fuck
me." I nodded. "I do plan to take tennis lessons soon, so if you
happened to be a tennis pro that might help." I nodded, but I knew that
wouldn't work. "Anyway, I'm sure you'll think of something. When you do,
let me know and I'll handle my side of it."

    "How can I let you know?"

    "Send me email whenever you think of something."

    "Sure. That will work. Address?"

    "scoll92@aol.com"

    "That's your email address?" It didn't seem likely.

    "No. Not really.  That's Miss Collins. But she'll make sure it
gets to me."

    I wanted to ask a question, but I wasn't sure exactly what I wanted
to ask. I looked puzzled.

    Amy grinned. "There's one more thing you need to know. If you
have any idea of fucking Miss Collins, you'll have to get unanimous good
reviews from us first before she'll even talk to you. And you won't get
a review from me until I can give an honest one. Got that?"

    I couldn't have been more motionless if I'd been carved of
stone.

    "From what I saw tonight, I think you would do okay, but most of
that was kid stuff. I couldn't vouch for you on just that, you
understand." I nodded. "Miss Collins is kind of picky, but I know what
she likes. You do good by me, and I'll do good by you.  Understand?" I
nodded again.

    The other girls had already gone outside, and a horn began to
honk. Amy took me by the hand and led me to the door.  Everyone else was
already in the car. Amy stopped me directly under the outside light for
the door where we would be clearly visible, pulled my head down, and
gave me a long, lingering kiss, then got into the car and waved as it
pulled away.







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