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This is a story I wrote pretty much in one night.  So forgive
spelling, grammar, etc...just essentially a post for my own
pleasure which I have been encouraged to share.

Reposted by request.  This story starts out rather slow,
so, if you want to get to more of the sex part, page down
a few times.

I may write more on this story later when I have time.  So
this is part I of a possible 2 or 3 part story (as yet un-
written).  So anyways....


This is a FICTIONAL celebrity story involving a sexual
experience between the author and Tara Lipinski.  As I
said, it is FICTIONAL with NO BEARING on REALITY.  If
this sort of stuff offends you, or you are not of age
to read it, or if it violates any community standards
then please GO ONTO THE NEXT POST.

Thank you.


alright, here goes:

I was luckily able to get a vacation and make it over to Japan
for the Olympic figure skating practices.  I wanted to get a few
autographs for myself and friends of mine, so I decided to see if
I could (somewhat para-legally) get a backstage pass to go behind
the scenes and actually meet some of the skaters.  Well, as luck
would have it, I found a site on the internet (heck, the internet
gets blamed for everything else -- why not this too!  Ha!) that 
creates terrific fake badges for the Olympic games.  So I found
one that named me as "Official Trainer of the 1998 Winter Olympiad".
Good.  That should work.  Now off to go get into a uniform and I'll
be set.

After I got situated in my motel room, I changed quickly into my
trainer's outfit, put on my badge, and headed to the skating arena.
Believe it or not, security wasn't that much of a problem.  I was
able to easily get past most of the guards and make my way back to
the locker room area of the building.  As I was looking around, I
did manage to see some personnel and skaters that I recognized.  In
fact, Elvis Stojko was just leaving his dressing room when I happened
by.  My autograph book came out and just as I was about to ask him for
his autograph, a hand went to my shoulder.  I turned around and saw a
rather large uniformed officer standing in front of me.  I sorta froze
not knowing what to do or say.  He spoke up, "I don't remember seeing
you here before."  Not knowing what else to say, I quickly came up with
the following lie, "Well, umm, I'm new here sir ... the regular trainer
working my shift was sick and I was told to report in and take his
place today.  Guess that flu bug is really spreading now ..."  He
stopped me in mid-sentence and said, "Ok, fine, whatever.  Your services
are needed in cubile #1485.  Get there on the double .."  I didn't need
to be told twice -- I scampered down the hall immediately to find that
room. 

I was a bit nervous.  One, I had no clue what a trainer actually did
to help these skaters and 2) I didn't get Elvis's autograph my friend. :)
(just thought I'd throw that in .. ha!).  Uh, anyway -- I made it to the
room in question and I knocked on the door.  A ladies voice said, "Come
on in ..I'm ready now."  I gingerly turned the doorknob and walked into
the room.  On the large training table was .. Tara Lipinski!  The young
figure skater that I've admired for the past year or so -- and here she
was lying on a table, face down, relaxing .. just a few feet away from
me!  *gulp*  Anyway, I walked up to where she was laying and said, "Hi,
uh, what can I do for you?"  

Tara replied, "Just the usual massage .. my shoulders and back first,
then could you do my legs?  They have been cramping up a bit lately.."

"Uh, sure .. no problem at all ..", I mumbled.  I walked up beside her
and started tentatively massaging her small, tapered shoulders thru her
costume (she was dressed in the same costume as was on the _TV Guide_
cover, btw).  After a couple of minutes of my fingers working on her
tight muscles, she moaned and said, "Mmm..that feels nice.  But could
you take the top part of my outfit off my shoulders?  It kinda gets in
the way of the massage."  

*Double gulp* .. "Uh, yeah, OK .. that makes sense..yes, I will do that"
I erratically spit out.  As my hands work the zipper of her costume on
her back, I notice they're trembling slightly.  I just tell myself,

"Joe .. hold it together .. try and pretend you actually are a massusse
and are just doing a job here .."  That took care of some of the shaking
and I took a couple of deep breaths and then proceeded to pull the zipper
down about halfway and remove the top of her costume off her shoulders and
down to the top of her arm.  My hands went back to massaging her neck and
shoulders ... my fingers digging in and moving in circular patterns,
focusing on the muscles just below the neck and the top of the back.

"Mmm..." Tara moaned, "That's great..yes...keep doing that .. ohh you
are very good.  Yes..."  Hearing that also helped boost my confidence
and helped relax me.  My hands then slid to her shoulders and upper
arms.  Again I was firmly massaging the silky smooth flesh in deep,
circular movements, my fingers and my palms working in unison to
loosen up and massage her tight muscles.  I could feel her relax
under me, and a few more moans came from her lips.  After a couple
more minutes of this, I heard her say, "My back...do my back now .."

"Yes..m'am.." was all I could think of saying as my hands and fingers
drifted down her, rubbing her thru her costume .. going down her prone
body until my hands stopped at her lower back.  I repeated the circular
massages, going counterclockwise this time, just lightly rubbing her
with my fingertips.  Then I switched and used the palm of my hands,
grinding into her back, working on the muscles around her lower back
and hips. "Ohhh....yes..right there .. yes, around my lower back, keep
working that for awhile..", her voice now trailing off in moans as my
hands continue to work her down there.  

A few more minutes pass and she says, "Oh, you're doing a fantastic
job .. now, could you work on my legs please?.."  

Clearing my throat, "Sure, I'll be glad to .. any specific area you
want me to pay attention to?"  

"Just start at my calves and work your way up .." She replies.

So I go to the end of the table and run both my hands across her
ankle then up to her calve area.  She's just clad in her socks
at present -- she took off her skates a long time ago.  I just
start there and start working up and rubbing her calves .. first
the left one, then the right one.  "Mmm...nice...keep going.."
I hear her tell me.  My hands slide past her knee and then surround
her slender, athletic thigh and start rubbing and massaging the 
muscles there.  I go back and forth between her gorgeous legs,
working my fingers into the tight muscules, working on them,
loosening them up, massaging them firmly, also feeling the
smooth skin of those magnicicent thighs...admittedly getting
a bit worked up myself.  

I hadn't heard from her in a bit, and I asked, "How am I doing?"

She paused and said in a quiet voice, "mmm..great.."  I glanced
up at her and her eyes were closed and her breathing was getting
a bit quicker.  Truth be known, so was mine .. and at this point,
my hands started to take on a life of their own.  I continued 
rubbing her thighs, alternating my movements there some, feeling
them become like silly putty in my firm hands.  Then, my hands
started to move up her...my fingertips slowly sliding up her
thighs, and disappearing under her short skating skirt.  No
reaction from her.  My hands go even higher...until I can
touch the bottom of her skating shorts under her skirt. I
quickly move back down though -- like it was the natural move-
ment of my massages..going up her thigh and down again..rubbing
every inch of beautiful skin .. except going a bit higher with
my massages each time.

Still no reaction from Tara.  Her eyes remained closed and had
a look of contentment on her pretty face.  "Darnit, I could get
into massive trouble for this, but I just can't stop myself .."
is the thought I was pondering .. as my hands .. went up under
her skirt once again .. but instead of moving back down, they
lingered just at her skating shorts.  Then .. up over them ..
my fingers now starting to massage her hot little derrier,
first very lightly and tentatively .. to judge her reaction
(and to prepare to run out of the room very quickly!).  But
again, she made no move to stop me ... just lying there .. 
breathing in and out..in and out...  I grow bolder and start
massaging her buttocks harder and more firmly, mashing them

in my fingers and palms of my hand, working them around and
around ... I hear a barely audible, "OHhhh..ahhh.." escape
those perfect lips of hers as I continue to keep rubbing her
there.  

Again, I grow a bit bolder..my thumbs now working every so
closely to the crack of her butt through her shorts, almost
testing to see what my limits would be here.  Suddenly she
says something .. I stop as she says, "Mmm...Please..now..
work my..front.."  

"Your ... uh, front, M'am?"  I say in a somewhat husky voice.

"Yes..turn me over .. and massage me..from the top .. down.."

Hmm.  Well, first of all, I do what she says .. I take ahold
of her tiny waist and turn her on her back.  As I walk up to
the side of the training table,  I make eye contact with her
briefly, but then she closes her eyes again and says, "start
with my shoulders..then move..down me..." in a voice close to
a whisper.  I straighten her skirt and my hands trail up her
body until they rest on her shoulders .. the costume still is
off them and hanging on her upper arms...locking her arms at
her sides.  My hands rest at her tiny shoulders and I work
them firmly.  Soon she says, "Lower...go down further..."  I
move off her shoulders to her upper arms, working them for a
bit.  I look down at her small chest...seeing her breathing
pick up...getting very hot watching her beautiful tiny breasts
going up and down quicker and quicker.  

My hands go further .. down.. first to the sides of her body.
But I find it hard to rub her there since her arms are in the
way.  My fingers then find the undersides of her breasts, my
thumb and index finger trailing lightly over the material of
her costume there.  "Yes...oh so nice..." she whispers.  My
fingers touch each of her breasts lightly, then start massaging
just above them .. elicting a similar response from her.  I decide
to go for broke and put both hands over her breasts thru her cost-
ume.  Again, she made no move to stop me.  But I watch her face to
see how she will react as I .. start .. gently fondling them..mainly
applying pressure with just my first two fingers of each hand.  Her
lips form an "Ohhh" though nothing audible escaped them, and her eyes
remained closed.

I applied more pressure .. kneeding them gently still, but a bit more
passion and desire .. there could be no escaping my intentions with
her now.  Just as I started picking up the pace somewhat, she said
to me, "Take..take it off..."  I stopped..figuring it was my hands
she was referring to, but she went on, "No..I meant..my outfit.take
it off me.."  My hands moved to her waist again and gently turned
her back on her stomach.  I unzipped her all the way down this time
and then moved her again on her back.  I took ahold of the top of
the costume and worked it's way lower...past her arms...over her
hands .. seeing her tiny naked breasts come into view...  They're
not much larger than tennis balls at present, but look oh so nice
on her small tender body.  I leave the rest of her costume at her
waist for now and bring my hands up and make direct contact with
her nipples with the tips of my fingers.  More moans escape her
pursed lips as I gently rub both the nipples and the outside of
each breast .. keeping one finger stimulating the nipple at all
times, while sometimes brushing the inside of another finger against
the nipple and the aereola around it.  Her tiny body now squirming
at my touch and her breathing becoming more rapid, she moans louder
and louder.  At this point I am worried that someone will hear and
walk in on us.  

I stop massaging her breasts for a second and climb onto the table.
I whisper in her ear, "Just relax Tara...I just want you to enjoy
this..at any time if you feel uncomfortable, be sure to speak up
and tell me.  Otherwise I just lay back and let me please you...."
I hold her chin in my hand and turn her head to me and kiss those
luscious lips of hers.  Not frenching her..don't want to be threatening,
but just drinking them in, firmly kissing her..slowly..over and over
again.  

When I felt she was further relaxed, I kissed my way down her..pausing
to plant wet kisses to her slender neck and each of her shoulders.  Then
I kissed around each breast, then taking turns licking and kissing each
of her now erect nipples.  My hands aren't idle .. they are roaming up
and down her..then finding their way under her skirt to her upper thighs.
I slither down her body, kissing her chest, stomach, and then tonguing
her little belly button.  My hands now grab ahold of her skating shorts
and start working them off her slender hips and down her legs and off.
Then I push up her skirt and gently kiss those hot, sensitive, taut
inner thighs of hers...spreading her legs slightly and gently touching
and kissing my way up them..until I get to the legholes of her panties.
I spread her legs further apart and climb onto the table inbetween them.
Both hands touch her upper thighs some more then my head pokes inbetween
them .. kissing her thru her now very damp panties.  Mmm..she smells
great.  This is really getting me worked up .. my hardness is straining
mightily in my uniform pants.  

Time to get "down" to business.  I put her legs together and I pull
the wet cotton panties off her hips, slowly down her legs and off her.
I hold them up for a second and then smell the crotch...mmmm..oh wow,
does she smell good.  I lay them down and then spread her legs once
again.  Looking at her mound o' Venus, I notice a few dark hairs
forming .. very nice.  It won't be long until it's nicely covered
with her soft, downy hair...my lips kiss it..roaming around just
above her pussylips...then lower..working around the sides of them,
not kissing them directly -- not yet.  Just kissing the tender flesh
alongside, as Tara continues to moan and squirm on the table above me.
My fingers then move to seperate her lovely pedals of her pussy.  I
kiss the inner lips delicately..up and down...then move along the outer
lips and do the same.

I look up and find her little nub.  I slowly and gently kiss it.
A small shutter escapes out of her lips as I do this.  Then the
tip of my tongue flicks across it, causing a similar reaction
from her.  I whisper into her pussy, "Mmm..Tara..you are so hot..
so sexy...so..tasty..."  As my mouth then clamps on her lips,
kissing them slowly but strongly, licking and sucking the juices
which are now flowing out of her.  While I didn't french the lips
of her face earlier, I know french the lips of her cunt..darting my
tongue in and out of her virgin hole.  At first I just explore it a
bit, then in a fucking motion..in and out..in and out..occasionaly
brushing across her clit as I do this.  

I keep at it..my tongue going in and out of her..while I bring up
a couple of fingers..first massaging her inner thigh with them, then
I bring them up to her pussylips and slowly and gently penetrate her.
Not very far -- just enough to stimulate her lips and the area just
inside.  My lips and tongue pay more attention to her little nub of
a clit now .. sucking, flicking it with my tongue .. while my fingers
working in and out of her..slowly fingerfucking her..increasing the
speed as her breathing increases...in/out .. in/out... in/out..in/out..
over and over again..  I hear her moans get louder and louder...at this
point I am so hot, I don't care if anyone hears..I keep at it..kissing
her, licking her, fingering her...over and over..until...I feel her
vaginal muscles spasm and momentarily take ahold of my fingers...she
squirms and thrusts her hips into my face..looks like she's...cumming..
I free my fingers from her and clamp my mouth back on her, licking and
sucking all her cum juice..while with my other hand, wrapping around
her thigh and grabbing a hold of her cute bottom..pulling her tightly
against my face.  At the same time, one of my fingers probes inside
the crack of her butt and her puckered hole..just barely penetrating
it with the tip of my finger...feeling it also spasm and contact around
it as she rides out her orgasm ... as I glance up at her hot body heaving
and shaking .. her cute, innocent face, contorted in pleasure, moans of
pleasure tumbling out from those soft, kissible lips of hers .. mmmm

I finish lapping up all her tasty cum juice and then climb on top of
the table and kiss those luscious lips of hers .. making her taste 
some of her own juices.  <end part I>

T.L.L.

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