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Archive name: massage.txt (FF, rom, celeb)
Authors name: jackjohn (yorkville55@msn.com)
Story title : Kournikova, Capriati: Massage

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Massage (FF, rom, celeb)
By jackjohn (yorkville55@msn.com)

***

Anna cares for Jennifer in her time of need. A 
Kournikova, Capriati romantic lesbian relationship.

***

Disclaimer: If your easily offended OR under the age of 
18,you need to find something else for your reading 
pleasure. This story is a work of fiction. It is not 
intended to imply the sexual orientation of the 
personalities portrayed.

***   

Jennifer Capriati walks down the tunnel to the locker 
room, her head hung dejectedly after yet another loss. 
She mumbles to herself over and over again, "What's 
happened to me?" Jen can't seem to figure out why she 
seems to have lost the edge over the other players she 
had just a year ago.

She reaches her locker and dejectedly flops down on the 
bench in front of the row of lockers provided for the 
player's equipment. Tears begin to well up in her eyes 
as she begins to undress. "I can't let this get to me," 
she repeats to herself, over and over. Wrapping a towel 
around herself, she heads for the shower room, replaying 
point after point in her mind, looking for a reason for 
her untimely loss.

Jen turns the water on, adjusting the temperature, 
removes her towel and steps under the stream of hot 
water. As she begins to lather herself, the tears burst 
forth like a dam had broken. She leans against the 
shower room wall and begins to slide down the wall until 
she ends up sitting on the floor, head in hands, crying 
uncontrollably.

She is startled out of her sorrow by a voice asking, "My 
goodness, what's the matter Jen?" She looks up, through 
tear-clouded eyes, to see a figure standing at the 
entrance to the shower room. "Is everything alright?" 
the figure asks.

Wiping the streams of water and tears from her eyes, 
Jennifer focuses on the figure to determine exactly who 
is speaking to her.

In the shower entrance, with a sincere look of concern 
on her face, stood former lover, Anna Kournikova. Jen 
and Anna had a brief but intense love affair that 
introduced Jen to the wonderful world of lesbian lovers 
on the woman's tennis tour.

Love, Hate, Joy, Sadness, Desire, Embarrassment. Just 
some of the feelings that raced through Jennifer's head 
as she sat on that shower floor, physically and 
emotionally naked in front of Anna.

Anna enters the shower, kneels down beside Jen, gently 
cradles her face in her hands, kisses both eyes, and 
then lays Jennifer's head against her breast, cooing to 
her, "My poor love. My darling girl, Anna's here." This 
opens an emotional floodgate from deep inside that had 
been awaiting release for a long, long time.

"Why? Why did you go? Why did you leave like you did? 
You said... you said you loved me."

Anna was now becoming aware of their surroundings again 
and realized that if some one were to walk into the 
outer locker room area, their private lives would no 
longer be private. "Jennifer, I have so much to tell 
you, to explain to you, but I can't do it here, out in 
the open like this. We need to get to somewhere private 
so we can talk. Come with me."

Jennifer offered no resistance as she felt herself being 
gently helped to her feet and led down the trainer's 
hallway. "In here," Anna said, "No one will bother us in 
here," as she steered Jen into one of the trainers 
massage rooms, out of the way, private, and well 
insulated from prying ears and eyes. Before closing the 
door behind them, Anna flips the 'Therapy Session In 
Progress-Do Not Disturb' sign down, then locks the door.

Anna turns to begin speaking to Jen and finds her on the 
trainer's table, curled into a fetal position, still 
sobbing almost uncontrollably. Anna walks to Jens side, 
and begins to stoke her hair. "My darling, I am so sorry 
for the hurt I have caused you," she begins. "A hundred 
times I have written you letters, a thousand times I 
picked up a telephone to call, but could never seem 
to..." Anna left the sentence unfinished as she moved 
her hands from Jen's hair down to her neck and 
shoulders, kneading the soft skin she has longed for. 

As if of one mind, Jennifer began to regain some of her 
composure, only to get lost in the feeling of Anna's 
strong yet ever so light caresses on her body. "But you 
left with no warning, No goodbye, no nothing. What did I 
do ? Did I say something to drive you away?" she asked. 

"You did nothing to make me leave. We were getting a bit 
careless and I feared that someone would find out our 
secrets, our times together, and with the others," Anna 
explained. "I knew if I tried to talk to you, you would 
ask me to stay, and I was afraid I would, and jeopardize 
everything."

Unconsciously, Jennifer had turned herself onto her 
stomach, becoming more relaxed under Anna's wonderful 
touch, as her hands were now moving down between her 
shoulders and outward to her sides.

"But the way I had to find out you were gone is what 
hurts the most," Jen continued. "I look up one day and 
there you are, on the television, with... with HIM!" 

Anna flinched at the reference to her appearance in a 
music video with a certain singer she had made.

"Not only are you in HIS video, but while it's playing 
on the screen, a voice is reporting that rumor had it 
that you were romantically involved with HIM! A beating 
from a heavyweight boxer could not have hurt me half as 
much as that did," she sobbed.

"As I said earlier, I was afraid that we were on the 
verge of being found out," Anna explained. "The 
opportunity for the video presented itself and I thought 
that it would be a good way to draw any attention away 
from that possibly happening. As for my being 
romantically involved, I have to laugh at that."

A little giggle escaped Anna's throat. "He was so 
smitten with me, following me everywhere, leaving notes 
and flowers and chocolates in my trailer. Leaving long 
sexy messages on my answering machine. I knew I had 
found the perfect patsy for keeping my secrets safe."

Jennifer suddenly flipped onto her back, looking Anna in 
those beautiful eyes, "Then you really don't love HIM?" 
she asked with a new found hope in her voice. 

"Love? Him?" Anna quipped. As a result of her sudden 
flip, Jennifer's towel had been thrown to the floor and 
Anna's hands were now resting on Jennifer's breasts. 
With a subtle squeeze, Anna's voice lowering, "This is 
who I Love. The woman who's breasts I now hold in my 
hands. The woman who I've ached day and night to be 
near. The woman who's very name, when I hear it, sounds 
like the most beautiful song that has ever been 
written." 

 Their first kiss was so explosive, so intense. Hungry 
mouths and tongues, each one trying to engulf the other. 
Jennifer laid back, pulling Anna down on top of her as 
they continued their frantic kissing of one another. 
After several minutes of this, Anna broke their embrace 
and stood up next to the table, where Jennifer lay, 
naked and inviting. 

Jen looked into Anna's face and saw a look of smoldering 
desire. Shivers ran throughout her body. Anna began to 
caress Jennifer's breasts, bending to kiss each one, 
sucking each nipple into her mouth, flicking her tongue, 
bringing moans and squeals of pleasure from Jennifer's 
throat. Her nipples had never felt this hard or this 
sensitive before. The immediate effect this was having 
was that her pussy began tingling, aching, longing to be 
touched and made love to.

 Anna continued her kissing of Jen's breasts, working 
herself to the undersides of the breasts and down to her 
ribcage. Her hands replaced where her mouth had been, 
taking the nipples between her fingers and gently 
pulling and pinching them. Anna's kissing continued 
downward, now reaching Jen's taut, well-muscled stomach. 

Finding Jen's bellybutton, Anna's tongue draws circles 
around it, occasionally darting her tongue in and out, 
remembering the affect this has on Jen, since it is one 
of the most sensitive parts of her body. The 
unforgettable scent of Jennifer is now rising to Anna's 
nostrils.

Jennifer's hands are gripping Anna's head, guiding her, 
with an increasing urgency, to the lower region of her 
aching body, which is now screaming to be loved .

Anna continued her kissing and licking, with Jennifer's 
musky perfume getting stronger and stronger as she 
inched closer to its source. Anna now feels a slight 
tickle in her chin as it makes first contact with 
Jennifer's neatly trimmed, thin strip of brown pubic 
hairs. Anna's hands trail their way down Jennifer's 
body, reaching under and grabbing two handfuls of 
Jennifer's ass, squeezing and caressing the magnificent 
globes. Electrical shocks of anticipation run through 
Jennifer's body.

When Anna's tongue makes first contact with Jennifer's 
clit at the top of her pussy, Jennifer thought she was 
going to faint. Jennifer hunched her pussy forward and 
started humping up and down on Anna's tongue. Anna 
reached one of her hands around to Jennifer's slit and 
parted her lips, giving her better access. Anna dipped 
her tongue into Jennifer's volcanic center and tasted 
her now pouring nectar. The taste was both intense and 
delicious to Anna, which only drove her to become more 
focused on pleasing Jennifer. 

Anna slowly inserts a finger into Jen and begins to 
manipulate it back and forth, up and around, bringing 
Jen even closer to her point of no return. Jennifer's 
body is now starting to erupt is small spasms as Anna 
now sucks Jen's clit into her mouth, pushing back the 
hood and exposing Jen's ultra sensitive clithead. 

Anna knew that Jen was only moments away from exploding. 
Anna removed her finger from Jennifer's burning center 
and replaced it with her thumb and trailed the freed 
finger down to Jen's bottom. As Jennifer's spasms turn 
into convulsions of pleasure, Anna's freed finger finds 
what it's been searching for.

A groan of intense pleasure and a gasp of wild 
anticipation escape Jen's throat as Anna's finger finds 
Jen's anal pucker and starts to rub and push past the 
clenching muscles. The combination of the masterful 
licking, the thumb in her grasping pussy, and now the 
finger sliding into her anus hit Jennifer all at once.

"On my god! Oh my god! Oh! Oh!" Jennifer begins 
screaming as her body pushes and grinds urgently on 
Anna's tongue and fingers. 

"Ahhhhh!" Jen screams as her body is racked with wave 
upon wave of incredible sensations that she had never 
known possible. 

Anna is working Jen feverishly as this massive orgasm 
has Jen coating Anna's mouth, chin, and hands with 
copious amounts of her steaming love. Anna struggles to 
keep her mouth and hands in contact with Jen's body as 
she bucks wildly, thrashing and humping out of control, 
her body greedy for every ounce of pleasure it could 
get. 

Anna could almost feel the hair on her head being ripped 
out as Jen pulled Anna's mouth and tongue in and pushed 
her hips out, driving her pussy harder and deeper onto 
her fingers and mouth. Jennifer's body goes stiff as one 
last tremendous shockwave of pleasure rocks her. A few 
more involuntary humps of her pussy on Anna's mouth and 
Jen falls back to the table, her body now a sweaty, 
quivering mass of spent sexual tension.

Releasing her mouth from Jen's spasming pussy, Anna 
looks down at the quivering body of Jen. Anna feels a 
swell of inner excitement as she begins to hear Jen 
lightly sobbing her name, "Oh Anna! I Love You! I love 
you so much! I love you..." her voice trailing off. 

Jennifer finally opens her eyes and gazes up, searching 
for Anna. Their eyes meet. "My darling," Anna says, "I 
hope you now know that you are most important to me." 

Jennifer partially sits up and grabs Anna around the 
waist and hugs her head into Anna's breasts. "My god," 
Jen says. "That was the single most incredible feeling I 
have ever experienced." Jen's hands begin to caress Anna 
through her clothing, starting at the small of her back 
and skillfully working their way down to her magnificent 
ass globes. 

"I see that you are feeling a bit better," Anna says as 
she relishes the feel of Jens hands. "As badly as I want 
to continue feeling your hands exploring my body, it is 
time to go now. We have spent to much time in here and 
are chancing being discovered." Anna continued, "Go and 
finish that shower you started. I will let myself out 
once it is safe not to be seen."

Jen looked longingly into Anna's eyes, "But, I want to 
make Love to you. To make you feel what you made me 
feel. Let's not go just yet," she pleaded.

"I want this as much as you, but here and now is not the 
time or place. As I was saying, go and finish your 
shower and go back to your hotel. I'll call you there 
shortly. I know a way into the hotel that is far from 
all those prying eyes. I will come to see you."

"Are you sure you'll be there?" Jen said. "I have to get 
ready to leave for Wimbledon in the morning."

"I promise, my love. I won't let you leave for England 
before we see each other again After this 'massage' I 
just gave you, I am in need of some serious 'massaging' 
myself," Anna smiled and licked her lips, already 
anticipating what was yet to come.

Jennifer picked up her towel and wrapped herself 
snuggly. She gathered Anna into her arms one more time 
and kissed her passionately, pushing her tongue past 
Anna's teeth. Their tongues wrestled with one another 
for a few moments. Jen pulled away and licked her lips, 
tasting the remains of herself that were still on Anna's 
lips. "Please call as soon as you can. I'll wait right 
next to the telephone."

That kiss from Jennifer made Anna feel again, the 
urgency in her own body. The need of her own release. 
"Hurry now," Anna told Jen, "The more time we waste here 
is less time we will have for each other later." With 
that, Anna reached around and gave Jen a playful pinch 
on her ass, spun her around and gently pushed her 
towards the door. 

Jennifer giggled as she reached the door, turned towards 
Anna, brought her hand to her lips and blew Anna a kiss. 
She then slipped out into the hallway. Making sure she 
left the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the doorknob, Jen 
practically ran to the shower room.

 Anna listened and smiled as she heard what she thought 
to be Jennifer humming a song as she went. "Tonight will 
be my turn to hum a happy song" she thought to herself. 
Hearing no one after a few minutes, Anna quietly exited 
the trainer's room and headed for the back entrance, 
where she had earlier secreted her rental car. 

As she reached the car, she realized that she had been 
absently rubbing her pussy as she walked. Looking around 
quickly to be sure no one had seen her, she playfully 
patted herself one more time, "Soon little one... very 
soon."

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