Date: Tue, 15 Mar 2005 10:56:23 -0800 (PST) From: Sasha Steele Subject: Trans State Private School - One Trans State Private School - One Skipping Gym Class by Sasha steele "I'm skipping gym today," Tara said. "You skip gym everyday," her friend Christie said. "So." "So, both of you girls will go to gym, or report for detention," Ms Smith, who had come up behind them, said. The girls went in the dressing room and got changed for gym class. Their gym uniform consisted of a tight, white tee shirt with the school logo on the front of it, a short maroon colored gym skirt, a white training bra jockstrap and runners. They were laying in the middle of the gym floor on an exercise mat. "I hate these stupid exercises," Tara said. "I'm getting out of here." "How are you going to do that?" "Watch," Tara said. "Ouch, oh, oh, ouch. Ms Smith, I think I pulled a muscle again. Oh, it hurts." Ms Smith was sure Tara was pulling something other than a muscle, but following school policy she had to send Tara to the nurse, who in turn sent her to the trainer for a massage. "Back again, Tara," the trainer said. "What is it this time?" "I pulled a muscle in my butt," Tara said. Tara was fit and strong. She was built like brick shit house with an hour glass figure, sturdy legs, and big tits bursting through her tight tee shirt. The trainer knew that Tara hadn't pulled a muscle. But if the beautiful blond young woman wanted a massage, he'd give her one. "lay down on your stomach. Lets have a look," he said. Tara got on the massage table laying on her stomach as she was told. The trainer lifted the short gym skirt from her globular backside. Her legs were spread. Deep between her fat butt cheeks the rear strap of Tara's white jockstrap ran up to the waist band. The straps attached at the top of her butt forming a little V. The other end of the rear strap attached to the jockstrap's cock-pouch behind her scrotum. The bulge of Tara's bag showed between her spread legs. The trainer set to work massaging Tara's soft ass. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm," she hummed. He had good hands. This is better than having to do gym, Tara thought. She daydreamed, yawned and almost drifted off. Then the trainer spoke, bringing her back, and Tara realized she had a problem. "Gym period is almost over," the trainer said. "You better get ready for your next class." "I can't. Not like this." Tara turned on to her side to show him. Tara had an erection tenting the elastic cock pouch of her jockstrap straight out 10 inches. "You have to do something," Tara said. "I don't want to get a detention." She had pulled this little trick before too. But, hey, what the hell. Tara had sat up with her legs apart dangling them over the edge of the massage table. Her hard cock in its jockstrap cock-pouch stood straight up, but away from her belly as she leaned back. "Suck it," Tara said, knowing he would. The trainer released Tara's cock and ran his hand down its long shaft. She liked that and reacted. He masturbated her slowly for a while then took it into his mouth. Tara placed a hand on the back of the trainer's head. He was as good with his mouth as he was with his hands. "Mmmmmm,suck it," Tara whispered. The trainer's head bobbed up and down as he ran his lips over her hard cock. "Mmmmmmmm. Make me cum," she said. "Sssssss. I want to cum in your mouth." The trainer took Tara's cock deep in his throat. "Ahh, ahh." She was ready. "Ahhh, ahh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhh." When Tara's cock exploded the trainer brought his mouth back to her cock head. She filled it and he swallowed it all. The trainer put Tara's cock back in its pouch. She jumped down from the Massage table. "Good by Tara," he said. "See you next time you pull a muscle." Tara smiled to herself as she hurried out to get ready for her next class.