Date: Mon, 07 Feb 2005 06:47:44 +1000
From: S
Subject: Love and Such Bliss (Bi - A/Y)

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It is so rare that an adult can meet such a sensuous young girl who knows
what she wants .   Please enjoy the story which is true to the last detail.
I cannot forget it believe me...


"LOVE AND SUCH BLISS"

PART 1


For some time, like many months, I had been helping out at Little Athletics
with Timing, that is using a stop watch on races for the kids.    Kids ?
Well some  were not so much `kids' as young men and women.

By accident I had  sort of graduated to helping with injuries which occurred
to the young people when they over stretched or knocked a hurdle down or
pulled a muscle etc.   I watched the resident Physiotherapist at work and I
thought `I would love to do that'.  I suppose the `child lover' in me
prompted some of my reaction but it also appeared a very satisfying
occupation to help to make people better.

The Physio then said to me why did I not go on a mini course just to learn
the bare rudiments of Physio which essentially centred on First Aid and
initial treatment prior to letting a qualified Physiotherapist take over.
For three months I attended evening classes with some highly qualified
Physiotherapists and I found I had a bit of a knack for doing the right
thing when muscles were pulled or there was some other basic injury.

The following season of Little Athletics I was included as the Assistant
Physio to the resident guy at our fairly large District club, in fact we had
so many young people that three nights a week most weeks was devoted to
their training in addition to the Saturday Meetings all around the city.
Because of my professional life I could not attend EVERY night session but I
would always be there at least once per week and many times more than that.

I have to say the sexual side in me seldom surfaced simply because I hardly
had any time whatsoever to linger and enjoy the experience because I was
always so busy on these evenings or at the Meetings seeing to injuries or
doing Timing.

However the kids started to know me and I have to admit some of them were
very sexual `kids'.  The 13/14 year old boys would come in to the Treatment
room and initially be very shy about taking off their shorts to let me see
upper thigh strains, or groin pulls, or even lower stomach muscle injuries.
But gradually by touch and a pleasant manner I got them to relax and I would
gently massage or do whatever I had to do.

Some of the boys got hards on because I would ensure that my `trailing
finger' would move across their dicks as I massaged and quite a few got
excited.  I would say "Don't worry about that `name' every guy gets hard
when you massage around this area."  More than one young guy would ask me
questions why he got hard so often and I would tell him how natural it was
and how to remedy the situation.    I would tell them to jerk off as often
as they wanted as it did not `make them grow mad' or `have hair grow on
their hand' and some of the other old wives tales.   Quite a few would come
back to me and ask to talk to me privately and ask more questions and every
time I would tell them it was the most natural thing in the world for a
young guy to masturbate.   I would give them some tips and whilst, sorely
tempted, I never became involved.

It would have been very easy to have gone further with these boys but I just
never did although I know quite a few wanted me to get involved with them.

Girls were no different and some of the girls up to 15 years of age were
really beautiful young ladies with magnificent figures.   I certainly
physically helped a few of the females who got slight pulls on their muscles
and one young shot putter, who would be about 14, was the closest I ever got
to really getting carried away.    She came into my room with a trainer and
she was holding her shoulder and I could see she had been crying.  I thought
she may have dislocated her shoulder.    But in fact it was a `pull' or
maybe even a strain just below her shoulder blade.

I was left alone with her and she took her vest off and I could see she had
a fairly tight bra on, the straps of which were right over the pull.   I
said to her "You will have to remove your bra Stacy, I cannot get at the
seat of the pull."   She said "I cannot get my right hand around to unhook
it would you do it please."

I gladly obliged and took the bra off and I could see she had mark lines
from the tightness of her bra and I commented on them.  At this stage she
was standing with her back to me.  Stacey said "Oh yes give my back a rub
where these marks are it gets so itchy sometimes.   She was sort of leaning
forward and I still had not seen what sort of budding breasts she had.
However I rubbed her lines on her back and she moaned and said that it was
so good.   I sort of lifted her arm on her good side and rubbed under her
arm and in so doing my finger tips just touched alongside the rise  of her
pretty small breast, at least I gathered it was fairly small by what my
fingers were feeling.

Stacey sort of moaned and said "Oh that feels so nice."  I kept gently
rubbing her side and on occasions across her back until I decided enough was
enough and I had to start on her muscle problem.

I felt around her back all around her shoulder blade and in getting her to
do some arm lifts whilst I held her back with one hand I moved my other hand
around the front of her naked upper torso and held her front just slightly
above her small breasts which I could now see clearly.   They were so
beautiful and small and yet protruded out and up so that the nipple was
actually point slightly upwards.   I said to her "It must be a great relief
to a girl to get her bra off and release what it is holding."   She said "Oh
yes it is believe me that is why I liked you rubbing the marks lines on my
back and side but I get them on the front as well."

Well if this was not an invitation I don't know what is.   My cock started
to get hard inside my track suit bottoms and I was sorely tempted to just
touch her a little bit.   Whilst she had her arm above her head I brought my
front hand down her body and across her small soft and pliable breasts and
just massaged gently under the fold of both breasts.   She moaned a sexual
moan, there was no doubt she wanted to be touched.

I leaned over and looked at her budding breasts and truly they were so
magnificent and I could see that her nipples were really hard as mine were,
although I had something else which was hard.   I whispered in her ear "Oh
Stacey you know you are beautiful but it is more than my job and maybe my
life is worth to carry on doing this and making you feel good."

She turned quickly to me and said "No one will know, I certainly would never
tell anyone."    I said "I know but if someone walks in and you are having
your beautiful breasts massaged what sort of answers do I have."

I took her arm down and I reluctantly, oh so reluctantly, with drew my hand
and got her to hold a towel across her front as I gently and softly with
some good lubricant massaged her muscles at the back and side of her
shoulder blade.   I had decided incidentally that the dames was purely
superficial and it was a strain more than anything.  This was always common
in young people.

It was just as well we had taken this precaution of stopping when we did
because one of the Trainers walked in within minutes to enquire about
Stacey.     She told him that she felt so much better and that my magic
fingers had worked wonders as she slyly looked at me with a twinkle in her
eye.

Oh Gawd I was feeling so horny but of course it had to be suppressed.

I went home that night and even although I had a wife, who could never
satisfy me when I was so turned on, I just had to jerk off and enjoy the
thought of Stacey and her gorgeous body and pert breasts.

I have spoken to many males who find the same as me that if a man is really
turned on and excited by something "forbidden" in particular, a wife just
cannot satisfy him as he wants to be satisfied.  For me I have always found
either my hand or, for preference, another male, is the only way I can
relieve and satisfy my craving urges when I have been really turned on by
something or someone..

PART 2

I well recall one autumn evening when it was peeing with rain and the place
was really miserable.   However my night was about to get an awful lot
better.   It was about 8.30pm as I recall it when there was a knock at the
door.     My wife had actually gone away to her sisters and I was alone and
I thought it might be her back again for some unfortunate reason.

I opened the door and there under an umbrella was one of the girls from
Little Athletics.   She said "Oh Mr J can you help me please >".   I said
"Liz"  (her name was Elizabeth)
"Come in out of the rain, what is the matter ?"

Now let me tell you about Liz.  She was a sprinter and also liked to do
Cross Country for her school.   She was 15, maybe even 16, and she had
actually finished with Little Athletics.  She was a fairly tall girl, about
5' 7" probably and very slim and she had, when she was with Little
Athletics, a very flat chest as I recall.   She had a lovely face and always
had the most beautiful skin.   She had quite dark hair and her eyebrows were
very dark and this made her quite sultry looking.    Oh yes I had often
looked longingly at Liz at Little Athletics.

She came into the hallway and I took her soaked brolly from her and said
"Well Liz this is a pleasant surprise I was so fed up I was thinking on
going to bed, now I have someone to go to bed with -----  only joking Liz,
only joking."  We both laughed.

I said "So what is the problem."    I still never thought that she was
talking about Physio problems, I just thought she had a problem at school.
Silly me !

She said "Oh Mr J I was doing Cross Country yesterday and because of the
rain I slipped and fell at one point and almost did the splits but I really
felt as though I had done some damage at the very top of my leg.  It has
been so sore ever since and Mum and Dad are away up north and I had no one
to turn to except my Doctor and I know he would not be able to do anything.
So I came to you.     It is just so uncomfortable."

I asked again just exactly how it happened and Liz told me and it was clear
she had probably done some damage to the ligament at the very top, or apex,
of the leg and the crutch.

I said "Come on then come into my room and I'll have a look at it and see if
something can be done."

We went into my small office type room where I had a massage table set up.
I said "Take off your track suit and what have you on underneath ?"   She
showed me her very short running shorts which she wore a lot and I said
"Take these off as well, if you don't mind."

She said "No Mr J its ok I know you have to look at where the pain is."  I
then saw she had a pair of very small yellow panties which were pulled tight
and showed off her pubic bone area.  She lay down on her back on the table
after I had put a clean towel and pillow down. And I saw that she had such a
short sort of tank top on, almost a boob tube but much more loose, because
it rode up her tummy and I was met with  a very firm smooth tummy and hardly
anything else until the top of her yellow panties which must have been right
at the top of her pubic bone.   By golly it was so erotic but I kept myself
in check.

I then told her I had a few things to do with her legs to try and find the
seat of the pain.  Her legs were very slim and long and obviously completely
hairless and oh so smooth and soft.  Yet they had a muscular power in them
as well when she tightened her muscles.

I bent one knee and moved the knee to the side of her body and immediately
she said "Oh" and jumped slightly.  I felt at the top of her leg where the
small bone is connected by ligaments to the base of the pubic bone area.
It was exactly where I had suspected.   I then gently massaged down her
inner thigh until I reached the pelvic bone and I just gently stroked her
there and probed around the sore part with my fingers.

Of course I could not see properly, but the area where her pubis was
situated appeared very swollen, and by moving my fingers in and around the
elastic of her panties I could then see parts of her swollen vulva lips and
they were hairless.   I massaged gently around the area and then said "I
will just try the other leg now."

I carried out the same procedure but there was no pain on the second side.
So I said "Alright then Liz I am going to massage very gently around where I
believe you have damaged  the ligament and bone area.  I am not saying I can
help it tonight but it will relieve the pain.  I suspect it is going to take
three or four days to get just a little bit better but the massaging will
help.    Now because I am using oil I have to say that you should take off
your panties.  Is that alright I am not forcing you."

She said, after hesitating a bit "It is the sensible thing to do,  I really
want and need this massage but please don't do it too hard."     I thought
her voice sounded quite hoarse and a bit strange but as she removed her
panties I have to say my throat felt very constricted and dry as well.
This was becoming exciting in a very sensual way although I tried hard not
to feel that way.

She lay back down and after I had got the oil I saw that her pubis was
totally free from hair. Her vulva lips looked quite a bit swollen and I
could even detect a slight redness at the top of her vagina.   I said in a
hoarse voice "Why have you shaved everything Liz >?   She said "I have been
shaving myself around there for about six months, it feels nice and smooth."

I said "Oh dear Liz I don't doubt it is smooth but it is also very very
erotic and is a real turn on."   Why the heck I had said that I will never
know but of course it WAS very erotic and I could feel myself getting hard
under my boxers.    At that stage I realized I only had silk boxers on and
nothing else.  So if I got hard she could not fail to notice my predicament.

I poured some oil on my hands and commenced to gently massage in a caressing
way the top of her inside thigh and I absolutely marveled at the softness of
her legs and how gorgeous she looked lying there.  Her top was now pushed up
to just below the rise of her breasts but because she was lying down she
appeared really quite flat.

But her breasts were not the object of my attention, or indeed my hands
which continued to caress and kneed gently the very apex of her upper thigh
and the pelvic bone.    I continued caressing gently and I could see her
moving slightly and I felt her pushing her pelvic area towards my hand.    I
was in effect touching and caressing one side of her vulva lips and there
was no doubt she knew what I was doing because I could feel her body moving
and then I heard gentle sighs and little moans.

I whispered to her "Liz, are you alright, are you relaxed about what I am
doing."   She looked at me and just nodded her head and after a moment or
two said "Oh please don't stop."

I realized then she was getting very turned on and I then felt her hand,
which was lying down the side of her body, touch the silk of my boxers. It
was not by accident because I felt her fingers work their way under the hem
leg of the silk and touch my upper thigh.

I continued stroking and massaging very gently and I could see that from
between the lips of her shaved pussy there was streams of liquid seeping out
and I knew she was totally turned on.   I thought it was time to say
something because I was hard as could be and I could feel Liz's fingers
creeping up my leg ever so slowly towards my ball sac.

I said "Oh Liz we are getting into a situation here and it is unsafe for
either of us to continue, we have to stop."  I said the last bit almost in a
strangled desperate voice.  Liz looked at me and I looked into her eyes and
both of us realised that we were in a very erotic and desperate situation.
I was about to talk again when Liz moved one of my hands which was stroking
and caressing her on to her swollen silk soft sex lips and almost at once
one of my fingers slipped right between her lips.   She was so wet that the
finger just lost itself between the folds and at the same time she raised
her hand inside the leg of my boxers and grabbed my 6 ½ inch hard rod and
just started to stroke it inside the material.

I groaned as she did this and it was clear  both of us were experiencing
considerable sensual feelings.   I looked at Liz and she said "Don't stop,
this is so nice, I have always wanted this from you."

I then wondered if I had been set up by Liz but I never had time for the
thought to be analyzed in my brain because she had pulled my boxers down and
was stroking my cock by putting her fist completely around I and then she
ran her fingers through my pubic hair..

She said "Please touch me as well."

I stopped massaging her and brought my other hand to her very wet pussy lips
and slipped two fingers right in, and I mean "right in", because they went
in without any hint of a hymen and sunk right up to my knuckles. She sort of
screamed and said "Yes Yes Yes."

I now got my two fingers in a masturbatory role going in and out of her lips
which were drenched in cummy liquid. And I soon had three fingers in doing
the same thing.   My other hand came over and I searched momentarily for her
clitoris which I quickly found and I played with that between my fore finger
and thumb even although it was really very small. But Liz was thrashing
around and had actually let go of my cock.   I did not mind that in the
least because I was almost ready to cum not just on what she was doing but
how she was in the throes of such ecstasy.   I was carried away by her
noises and her climax(s) -- plural -- which were wracking her entire body.  I
had never ever seen a female in such a state of total eroticism.    It was
fantastically exciting.   Suddenly and without warning she sat up on the
table and put her arms around me and said "Oh fuck me please fuck me and I
have to feel you inside me -- please -- please...

She had lifted my T shirt off and now I had my boxers around my ankles as
she swung her legs over the side and leaned into me so that my hard red
tipped rod was pushing against he tummy.   She sort of slid up slightly and
continued to cover me with French kisses -  as I did the same to her.  She
was rubbing her body on mine and it was a very erotic and mind blowing
situation.  I then saw her breasts for the first time and she had absolutely
huge pointed nipples which were like mini rockets sticking out from her
small puffy breasts.     I could feel her at this point wanking my hard cock
and suddenly she had placed it at the lips of her hairless smooth and very
wet, and now greasy, lips and it just slipped  into her as she lay backwards
and shouted "Fuck me, fuck me  -  fuck me."

I went at her in complete abandon and with hardly any feeling because of her
wetness I felt myself welling up and was about to explode  - and I mean
EXPLODE.   I pulled out just as the first rope of milky hot semen hit Liz's
stomach.  I held her against me as I shuddered and shook and cummed so hard
and I could feel her cumming as well as she shook and shivered in pure
bliss.

We half stood, leaning against the massage table, held together in this
ridiculous position for minutes before I lifted her face and looked into her
eyes and said "Oh Liz that should never have happened."    She whispered "I
wanted it. I needed it."   I said "You have been loved before haven't you ?"

Liz replied "No, I have been fucked before, tonight I was loved."

I thought that was a lovely thing to say and I held her close as the cum
gradually glued our bodies together.  Well not quite but it sure felt that
way.

I said "Come on we both need a shower, lets shower together and really make
the night worthwhile."

We staggered to the shower, and I mean staggered.    I switched on and
adjusted the water temperature and I stepped in and pulled dear Liz in
beside me.   She looked so young and vibrant and lithe and everything a guy
of 30 would pray for.

We gently washed each other and as she leaned with her back to my front so
that I could wash and play with those large pointed nipples.  They were
amazing and Liz could feel my cock sticking into her from behind and because
of her height she opened her legs a bit and allowed my hard ramrod to nestle
in between the cheeks of her lovely soft milky white bum.   We caressed each
other and kissed now, front to front, for ages and I knew she wanted to be
loved again.

She held me close and whispered "You enter me this time and don't let me
force you."   I said "Oh Liz you never forced me, it happened and it was
beautiful, now lift up your leg and wrap it around my waist and I placed two
fingers on her lips and again she was wet and slippery and obviously ready
to be entered.

My cock was at an angle as I gently placed the tip to her lips and I just
gently shoved and again, for the second time in about half an hour, I was
nestling in this glorious wet hot tunnel of love.

Liz lifted her other leg and put it around my waist and now I was deep in
her but there could be no movement so I said "Take your legs down and just
lean backwards against the wall."   As she did this I entered her fully, and
with my hands holding her slender buttocks, I just kept pumping until I knew
I was about to cum when I withdrew.   She said "Why did you do that please I
want to feel you cum."

I said "No dear Liz, just wank me off."

She knew I was correct and she had only taken about 6 stroked when I cummed
again all over her.   I was now exhausted as I lifted her body towards me
and we kissed as the water got turned on again and I washed her lovely
smooth stomach and breasts.

We left the shower and dried ourselves before going into the small office
place and Liz got dressed.  We had not said one word since being in the
shower.

When she was dressed I said "Liz are you mad."   She said " Oh no Mr J not
mad, I am so satisfied and I feel very fulfilled tonight."

I said "This cannot happen again however much we both enjoyed what
happened."

Then Liz shocked me by saying "It wont I leave for a school in Switzerland
in four days time when Mum and Dad come back.   We will never meet again."

I was shocked and I suppose truth to tell I was disappointed in spite of me
saying "never again" but I realized that everything was now turning out for
the best.

I took Liz to the door and we kissed and she whispered to me "I will never
forget this night or you."    Then she was gone.

I never saw dear Liz again.