Track and Field
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				Title: <strong>Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>28-12-2005, 23:28:45</strong>
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				Jason sat on the track stretching, his long legs spread out wide as he leaned forward pulling on his feet to ease the cramp in his calves. He had been training hard all morning and was just warming down. It was his first month at college and he wanted badly to be on the running team. Jason had always been good at track events since high school and had chosen this college partly for its Philosophy classes and partly for it's excellence in field and track<br><br>The cool fall air blew up his shorts and made him smile<br><br><em> “I should really wear some underwear, at least when I'm running" </em> he thought to himself. <br><br>Jason had never found any that were comfortable for him though, they were all too constrictive. His mother had always said he would make a girl very happy one day, which had made him smile. But in high school all his friends had taken the Mickey out of him for being so big. That had left a mark on him and he had never dared ask a girl out afterwards. <br><br>Finishing his warm down, Jason got back up, picked up his bag and headed towards the showers.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>28-12-2005, 23:37:50</strong>
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				Gina Estrada is a 28 year old college professor in physical education. Coach of the running team team. She is a stickler for aggresive aerobic excersise. She's been called evil a few times though, It's almost as though she's kept a little society between the runners. <br><br>She watched him, her days started way in the morning and ended whenever. She smiled wondering if the kid was going to try out. Interesting. She watched quitely as he went around and then about his business. She smiled as he left and finally got on the track herself. She was thinking on the young man and others at the moment. This year was going to prove fruitful, if more like him chose to take a round with her. <br><br>The male running team of Georgia State was at the top of the mountain and it was all because of her. Her training, her vigor. She smiled to herself continuing that run around the track. Jumping in time and sequence long legs going over like nothing. She was determined to stay as fit or better than any in the team she coached.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 00:05:44</strong>
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				Letting the warm water run over his young fit body, Jason soaped him self down as the thought about the track.<br><br>He could have done better out there, but he hadn't run for over two months and was quite pleased with his time. Still he had to improve if he was going to make the team. Sighing to him self, Jason left the shower and puts his shorts back on. He still had another two hours left before dark and decided he should make the most of it.<br><br>A quick two minute jog back to the track and he puts his running shoes back on. Then he saw the coach. He had heard what a ball buster she could be, that was one of the reasons the team was so good. <br>As he watched her train, a smile crossed his face. She was a damm good runner and obviously very fit. Jason decided to go over and introduce himself. <br><br>Running slowly on the spot, warming up his muscles he waited for her to finish her lap before he went over to her.<br><br>"Errr Hello, Coach?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 13:45:40</strong>
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				Running around the lap as it came to the end she noticed him and barely had a smirk on her face. When she got to him she didn't stop only slowed down. She looked at him with challenging eyes. In her mind<em> try to beat me... </em>She said "GO..." She began the sprint of her life and if he was smart he would clue in and run. She needed to know if he was worthy. He men had not put inn their effort for nothing and he would be given no less. Her long legs and her body moved with a swiftness that was quite non compared, fit was a relative term in her mind and she believed in perfection.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 13:54:38</strong>
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				Years of training had conditioned him to reach instantly and he set off as soon as the word had left her lips.<br><br>His legs pumping as he got into her stride, he kept at the same pace as Gina. His body was almost at its peak and he let his long legs move him along at an even pace. <br>Jason kept his eyes on the track but he was aware of how good she looked as she sprinted around.<br>Smiling he decided to push things up a notch.<br>"I thought you wanted a race, Coach" he laughed quietly as he accelerated and pulled ahead of her.<br><br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 14:50:34</strong>
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				She did not laugh, she did not smile, she merely was, and the next move was one to teach him a lesson. She wasn't the Coach of a winning team for nothing. She made each individual pull to their limits in turn she pulled her own. In her mind First lesson young man.. is never use all your energy in one stance or instance. Her strides got a little long and within moments she was now past him. It wasn't even over exertion, he would find worse than her in the team but she will pull the limits out of him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 15:44:08</strong>
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				Jason pushed himself as hard as he could. Running at her heels, he started to sweat lightly and soon he was pumping his arms harder he could feel his heart working to push the blood around his body trying to get as much energy into his legs as possible.<br><br>No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t catch her up. Jason wasn’t a quitter though and he would keep running as long as the coach did.<br><br>"Bloody hell , she is good. And she looks pretty good in that outfit as well"&nbsp; he caught himself, he shouldnt be thinking about that , not when he was training and especialy not about the coach. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 15:49:45</strong>
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				She noticed after the third lap he wasn't able to catch and that's what she wanted. She began to slow, and about the 4th lap she jogged and until she was jogging in place. Her cool down was as important as what she had started. She had thought enough and had already had a lap before he joined her. Her body was kept tightly in the jogging leotard though it was obvious she had a chest it was tightly kept though. She watched him and how he cooled down.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 16:03:43</strong>
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				When he finally caught her up, he slowed down and started jogging in long easy strides until he was right next to her. <br><br>Jason spread his legs apart and bent over to stretch his legs, he liked to keep his calf and thigh muscles stretched until after he had showered.&nbsp; As he warmed down his eyes wandered over her body until he was looking at her face.<br><br>"I can see why the team are so good now Coach”<br>He tried to smile but his heart wasn’t in it. After his performance just now he doubted she would even let him try out for the team.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 16:47:06</strong>
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				She streched a bit and finally smiled at him. SHe saw him gaze her over and did her best not to bust out laughing. "Well young man... are you trying out for the team tommorow?" Finally she came to a complete stop streching again. She saw spirit and vigor in him. She knew he would easily make the team but things had a system and way of being around here. <em>Who knows</em>, finally as she crossed her arms, her breathing finally normalizing streching her neck. "Your welcome to meet your possible peers tonight at my place. I warn you though, they are all" looking at him up and down&nbsp; "How can I say eager to see what freshmeat, I mean freshmen potential are out there." Stifling a chuckle,knowing why she blurted it out.&nbsp; "Coach Gina Estrada... Most around here call me Coach G. and you are?" outstreching her hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 17:03:42</strong>
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				Blushing at her mention of freshmeat, he took her hand "Jason, Coach. Jason Masters"<br><br>An invite to meet the team he hoped to be on, he couldn’t believe his luck. Maybe she thought he had potential after all. <br><br>“Yeah, thought I give it a go. Although if they are half as good as you I'm not sure I stand a chance. But I'd like to meet then anyway...errr where do you live? And what time should I be there"<br><br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 17:23:36</strong>
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				Crossing her arms, looking at him and his response. "Well Mr. Masters" chuckling at the name and shaking her head "Mr. Masters, I expect everyone to be as good and better than me. Rare is the case that anyone has beat me on their first try." Smiling, blinking as long lashes close and open. "I live on Thompson and Grey. Head straight out of the school to thompson and make a right. Go to Grey and turn right, follow the long road. You'll not miss the cars. My house is 3 leveled and red bricked. It's just a little secluded." In her mind, <em>secluded for many reasons</em>.&nbsp; Streching again.&nbsp; <br><br>Heading away from him, have a good day relaxing I'm sure your evening will be fun. She walked away and to the showers. Closing and locking the door from the inside. She looked around and listened knowing no one was their she went to the front door and locked that. She had learned from previous coaches to be really careful of being on her own in the early mornings. Never knew when an idiot student wanted more than allowed. She was just over precaustious. <br><br>Going over to the showers, she turned two opossite ones on and hot. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 17:34:16</strong>
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				Jason finished his warm down and then headed off to the showers himself.<br>Finding them locked , he thumped on the door several times.<br><br>He assumed it was once of the other hopefuls are maybe the Janitor had locked the door while they mopped the showers down.<br><br>"Open up , I need to take a shower"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 18:03:55</strong>
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				She didn't hear him and she stripped. Sighing softly as the water hit her body in both directions. She let her hair loose as the water cascaded in each direction. She smiled. Taking some soap and a sponge she left high above she began to gently wash Begining at her right hand, scrubbing gently circles up her arm, over her chest to her neck and across the front. Over to her left arm to the finger tips. Sighing softly in her own world. Going back up her left arm down her chest around each breast, her buds becoming taught at the sensation of the sponge going over it. Ignoring that for the moment, going down, throughly scrubbing her abdomen and to her navel. Down her right thigh to her leg swirling the soap around and carressing it to her foot, and slowly back to her navel to her left thigh and then leg. <br><br>This time traveling the inside of her leg to the inside of her thigh, she shivered. She was sensitive today. Grinning gently she began to clean her temple, soon though she in earnest began to touch. Gently letting the sponge go and swirling her finger around the sacred space to that spot. Her mind reeling. She needed and for the moment she would let her mind drift, maybe to the young man, as she let a soft moan and another escape. Getting to her knees letting the water hit her in both directions leaning back a little left hand to support she continued her minstrations. The movement with her finger becoming more urgent and her moans becoming a little more calculated and stronger though controled that a bare muffle would be heard outside of the showers. <br><br>Hitting that spot again and again a few more mintutes, her breathing became rapid licking her lips and the way the water hit she came. Climaxing as she finally let out a very loud moan. Breathing hard she gently let her finger go from the place she was giving her attentions to. Sitting up carefully. She couldn't believe she had gotten that off so quickly. She knew then this one would be a challenge. She finally breathed easier. The hot water washing her and the scent and the moisture. Her buds perky at what other attentions she had given. Finally standing taking a little shampoo she washed her hair and conditioned it. She was feeling good and no one was going to bother her today.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 18:22:30</strong>
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				Drake bangs on the door louder this time.<br><br>"Come on I know someone’s in there” he had heard the muffled sound. Now he was getting cold and grumpy as his body cooled down from the training . He needed to get into the shower ease his muscles and then get dressed. <br><br>If he was going to meet the team and Coach G's house he would have to have a nap so he was refreshed enough to stay awake. His sleep pattern had been disrupted since he had been to college what with pledges going around doing god know what to get into their precious sororities.<br>And his room mate up all night working on his thesis already. Jason had only had about three hours sleep each night.<br><br>He banged on the door again “Hurry up, I need to use the shower"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 20:47:02</strong>
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				As she wrapped turned off the water she heard the banging. She blushed and began to dry herself. She then heard the voice and just about busted out laughing. So how much would she tease this fellow. Wrapping the towel securely around her she headed towards the door and unlocked it. The towel covered breast to just below her temple. "Yes, how can I help you?" Knowing this she merely smiled and waited to see what he would do. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 21:44:50</strong>
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				"Oh god, I'm sorry Coach...errrrr oh bugger...errrr sorry didnt know you were wet, I mean having a shower"<br><br>Jason blushed a deep red at the sight of her almost naked. He wanted to run away and hide in his room for week, being around women especially good looking women had always been difficult for him.<br><br>Now here he was face to face with one of the most enticing women he had seen and she had obviously just had a shower, the smell of clean skin and freshly washed hair drifted over to him and young body started to respond.<br><br><em>"Shit this is embarrassing”</em> he thought as his manhood began to become aroused.<br><br>"I'd better go coach, I'll.....errrr I'll have a shower back at the dorm"<br>Jason wanted to leave but his legs wouldn’t work, for some reason they had turned to jelly and even if he could move he didn’t want to attract attention to his growing erection.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 21:48:41</strong>
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				She looked him up and down and saw the reaction. "Well, Mr. Masters... I think you need a cold shower too. Get use to me showering here. Though I tend to be alone. Come in and do what you need to, I'll be getting dressed, as I need to prepare for tonight" Laughing and walking back leaving the door ajar, her outliine just the bottom of the curve of her but showed as she walked away and to the right.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>29-12-2005, 22:01:42</strong>
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				That made things worse for Jason; the curve of her behind as she walked away brought him out in a cold sweat. <br><br>Gulping, he gingerly walked into the shower room and began to undress cautiously. <br>Knowing she was in there getting dressed, he carefully took his vest and then his shorts off. His cock stood proud as he rushed to the shower and quickly turned the water onto cold. <br><br>"Bloody hell" he said quietly through gritted teeth out as the icy water hit his body , but he forced himself to stay under the shower until he realised he had forgotten his shower gel. Jason cursed to him self and ran back to his gym back to get it. <br><br>"FUCK" the young lad called out as he slipped on a pool of water, falling backwards onto the tiled floor and hitting his head. He lay there stunned, the wind knocked out of him and a bump forming on the back of his head.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>30-12-2005, 01:22:54</strong>
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				Over to the farthest right of the showers into the locker room she began her routine. Taking off the towel putting it on the bench. and turning to Open her locker, she looked at what she had inside. Pulled out a tight X front tank and doned it without luxury of a bra and tied the ties to the front. Sitting on the bench on top of the towel she put on silkie trouser socks and then grabbing a tight pair of hip hugging pants she decided to hell with the lines and didn't put on the panties either. She pulled out a pair of inch heels that slipped on and looked at herself on the mirror, putting on the ruby red lipstick she heard it. An unmistakable thud and 'fuck'. <br><br>She snapped to attention and ran to the bathroom. "Shit!, Masters!" She saw him nude but it wasn't registering at all. She immediately kicked her shoes off and almost slid to her knees next to him. "Masters!" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>30-12-2005, 01:42:14</strong>
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				Jason sits up slightly and rubs the back of his head, "I'm Ok coach" <br><br>Then realising he is naked in front of her, he tries to cover his manhood with his hands. Unfortunately he doesn’t quite cover himself fully and looking down slyly Jason blushes.<br><br>"Errrr I forgot my shower gel. But I guess I'm finished now." he tries to stand up but the bump to his head was harder than he thought. His eyesight goes blurry and he has to sit back down again.<br><br>“Would you mind helping me up coach?"&nbsp; Jason doesn’t care right now that he is nude in front of this woman. All he wants is to be up off the cold floor.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>30-12-2005, 05:10:32</strong>
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				Watching him, ignoring his nakedness for the moment. Knowing the health of her students more important than anything in the world. She watches him. "Damnit Masters" She gently cups him with her arm and helps him up watching him. "Sit" helping him to the bench grabing a towel and coming back to hand it to him. "Get dressed, I am taking you to lunch, you aren't sleeping for the next hour" She knew he was tired so was she. "I would rather if anything is going to happen you be with me so I can take you to the hospital if nessary"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>30-12-2005, 05:39:06</strong>
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				Jason blushes "Sorry Coach, I haven’t spoilt your plans for the day have I?”<br><br>Taking the towel gratefully he wraps it around himself and goes to the locker he put his clothes in earlier. Thumping the door, he pulls it open and takes his jeans and T-shirt. <br><br>He can't be bothered to hide his body in front of her anymore, she'd already seen him naked and he would just be nude for a second. Dropping the towel he pulled on his jeans, threw on the t0-shirt quickly and pulled out pair well worn trainers. He put them on with out any socks.<br><br>"I'm ready Coach; shall I follow you in my car?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>30-12-2005, 17:56:52</strong>
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				She finally put her hands on her hips. "Masters did you not take health in highschool? Your not driving anywhere, your comming with me, or the hospital now, there are your choices." She was worried though at the moment she sounded completely authoritive and exuding it in her look and choice of words. She just wasn't going to let him go with a possible concussion and it was better for the next hour to keep an eye on him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>30-12-2005, 18:06:16</strong>
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				Looking suitably chastised Jason stares at the floor for a while as he works out his options.<br><br>Spending and few hours in an emergency room or an hour with the Coach. deciding he would rather spend some time with Coach G&nbsp; so he cant pick her brains about who to look out for on the team he looks up and smiles sheepishly .<br><br>"I'd rather spend some time with you coach, if you don’t mind”<br><br>He picks up his bag and stands ready to go where ever she takes him.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>30-12-2005, 18:14:01</strong>
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				She heard him and kept her poker face on. "Good, come..." She went slipped on her heals and back to the locker. Quickly put on lipstick and brushed her hair out, quickly putting it up in a twist. Streching her arms which made her chest draw attention she grabbed a light cashmere sweater, glasses, and her keys. <br><br>At this point she went from coach to sophisticated professor in a few seconds. She donned the sun glasses and made a motion to follow. Going out wence they came no one was around. She walked and said nothing. Coming up to a black 1976 Corvette stingray that looked like it came out of a magazine. The inside completely leather and all the accents in chrome. The T tops were still on and she smiled. She flicked a switch as she let the doors automatically open. She had decked it to the best she could restoring it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>30-12-2005, 18:27:43</strong>
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				Jason followed her to the locker, feeling as if he had been ordered .Trying not to stare as she stretched; Jason diverted his attention and found the locker room ceiling suddenly very interesting.<br><br>He coughed and looked every where apart from at her body. He felt a lot more comfortable when she had finished preparing herself and gratefully followed her outside.<br><br>He moved quickly beside her so he didn’t start watching her shapely and toned back side as she walked.&nbsp; Then her saw her car and whistled appreciatively.<br><br>"Wow nice car Coach, I guess you like style and power."&nbsp; For some reason he felt a bit inadequate next to this beautiful sophisticated woman and her pristine car.<br><br>He was a natural scruff and his old Datsun had defiantly seen better days.<br>"Where are we going?” he asked as he waited to be invited into the car.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>30-12-2005, 18:36:23</strong>
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				She gently crossed her hands on the roof of the car. "Style and power, Mr. Masters comes from the deepest ends of your soul. One is honed and taught. The other is given, taken and shown. I restored her, every bit of her. My sweat, my tears...She was given to me in parts, I took her while I was doing a thesis on the apptitude of running 'Are short legs really worse than long legs.' Needless to say I really needed to take my mind off the grueling hours on the paper that though It made sense to my professors hense I am here, never made sense to me. Now I show... she's completed and I have a team that people such as yourself crave to be in." <br><br>Finally sliding into the seat and waiting for him to enter. <br>"I had parents that would hone a frog into a prince for style. I didn't come from money Masters, everything I have I painstakinly have worked for, you'll do good remembering that as I do not give chances at all whatsoever. I will not give you what I was never afforded." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>30-12-2005, 18:45:48</strong>
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				Jason felt as if he was being lectured by his mother, she was always going on at him about how he had no ambition and he would be a failure.<br><br>That wasn't true he did have ambitions, but none that his mother could understand. He wanted to be a philosopher so he could work out the failures in the human condition.<br>After the coach had finished he looked at her with a hint of sadness on his face, not knowing what else to say, he simply said "Yes Coach" <br><br>Looking down at the ground he wished he was more comfortable around women and didn't get so flustered, if he could talk to her maybe she would see that he wasn't a scruffy student but a young man with hopes and dreams and a lust for life beyond what he projected to the outside world.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>30-12-2005, 19:17:37</strong>
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				She heard his simple "yes coach" and almost cringed. "I wasn't trying to be a hard ass Masters, I was telling you the simple truth of who I am. You'll come to find out I run my team like I do my life. I'm not here to belittle you... not at the moment anyway" She smirked knowing when she got into full coach mode hell had no fury worse than her. She demand perfection and perfection she would recieve.<br><br>"Tell me about yourself masters, I'm just going outside of town to a dinner. I don't need the other brats thinking I am giving you special attentions, being a freshman and all." <em>Though you have</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>30-12-2005, 19:40:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stands there beside her car and smiles a little , feeling better about how she talked to him .<br><br>Feeling oddly bold , he climbs into the passenger side and waits for her to get in before he starts talking .
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>30-12-2005, 20:25:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled and followed suit. She was getting hungry and in the mean time she just wanted to relax. "So are you going to afford me an answer?" She pulled out of the parking space that was label Professor Estrada and went on her way.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>31-12-2005, 13:43:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"There isn’t much to tell you coach. I was born and grew up in a small Midwestern town. I had a great childhood until high school when everything started to go wrong. So I started running, I found I liked it and quickly became the best in my school .which is why I find my self here"<br><br>He sat looking at the floor when he talked about high school, hoping she wouldn't ask him why things went wrong. Jason was still embarrassed about the bullying he received because of his large cock and didn’t really want to tell her about it.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>31-12-2005, 16:25:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She quitely listened, and didn't turn on the radio. Watching were she was going. "Well Masters, College is a different forum... you'll have new oppertunities. Though I warn you don't let women get in the way of running. Don't let things that are inconsequencial get in the way either. I expect your grades to ride as high as your excel to beat the rest of the boys." She wasn't going to press him, everyone had some aweful highschool experiance and she wasn't one not to have her own. Pulling into the quaint diner. "I hope you gained an appetite we are here. Before we go in. I'm paying, no giving me a heartache about it when we get the tab. Also... eat... please just because I'mpaying doesn't mean you need to be tweety bird." She shut off the engine and streched her neck. She wasn't perfect, far beyond it actually but hopefully he would never know.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>31-12-2005, 16:45:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“I don’t think women will be a problem Coach “Jason said with regret in his voice.<br><br>He sighed when he thought about how shy he was around women, he had never been able to talk comfortably to a girl with out getting all tongue tied.<br><br>"Sure coach , I'll eat you don’t have to worry about that" getting out of the car he rushed round to her side and opened her door , holding out his hand to help her.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>31-12-2005, 17:27:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She chuckled a little "I would say, and I hope you don't take this badly, but with what god has granted you, young man you have definately not met the right woman." Shaking her head at the admission of what she gazed at earlier but in the mode of teacher student she couldn't. She smiled as he got out of the car and opened her door. She put her hand in his. "Thank you Masters."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>31-12-2005, 17:34:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still blushing as he helped her out of the car.<br><br>"I haven't met any women coach, I mean I've met women but I've never .....You know...” he didn’t know why he said that, perhaps he just trusted her, she didn’t laugh and point when she saw him naked which every one else did at high school. And since he had came to college he had steered clear of girls not wanting to be made fun off again.<br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>31-12-2005, 17:47:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she got out and before she took another step she looked at him with a certain intuition. "Masters, be proud of what you got. High school girls don't know for the most part what a woman wants or desires. If they saw you and hurt your feelings it's because they've never known what its like to feel it and the idea of something your size scares them." grining... "Hell masters your good looking enough to easily have been a porn star and bypassed college and make more money than all the team combined but I'm glad your here" She turned and walked towards the diner's french doors. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>31-12-2005, 18:07:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason followed her, no knowing how to take what she had said, but he shrugged and ran ahead holding the diner door open for her.<br><br>As she entered he followed close behind and walked a little to fast, accidentally bumping into her.<br>His jeans were fairly worn and quite thin in places. As he felt his manhood bump against her buttocks he blushed and mumbled "sorry coach"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>01-01-2006, 16:45:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she walked and eyed a booth she didn't expect him to bump into her and she unmistakably felt him. She muttered "It's ok Master's" She got really warm really fast and simply did her best to go and sit. Ideas were flowing her mind that she felt wasn't the time nor place and she finally sat to make the distance. "No Comment, Masters?" She watched him and put her sunglasses down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>01-01-2006, 21:13:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Still to embarrass about bumping into her to even remember what had been said just a few minutes earlier.<br>As he sat opposite he, Jason tried not to look directly at her face. His cheeks were bright red and he was afraid she would think him immature for blushing about a simple accident.<br><br>Instead he picked up the menu as he asked "Comment? Coach. About what?"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>02-01-2006, 16:47:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at him the way he avoided the question. "Nevermind Masters, tell me a little about your running, ehy did you start?" She didn't pick up the menu and she saw the waitress she normally dealt with hurry with a customer and bring them two glasses of water. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>02-01-2006, 17:01:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, Coach. Let’s just say it was a way of escaping for a while from my mother and leave it at that"<br><br>He picked up his water and sipped it. Hoping she wouldn't push any further, he didn’t want to think about his mother right now when he was sitting with such a lovely friendly woman. Who actually seemed interested in him and thought he was good looking. He knew nothing would come of it but he was flattered none the less. Taking a deep breath he decided to pursue her question earlier.<br><br>"Do you really think I'm good looking, Coach?"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>02-01-2006, 23:36:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She couldn't stifle the next blush. Shaking her head she looked at him tilting her head "I don't waste my breath, Masters. I think you are a good looking man. Probably unappreciated..." She smiled for him and still didn't pick up the menu she knew what she wanted. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>03-01-2006, 00:37:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How do you mean unappreciated?" he didn’t understand this woman at all. Surely a professor shouldn’t be talking to a student like this. Not that he was going to stop her. He liked the attention and compliments.<br><br>"If you mean by girls, then I wouldn’t know” He quickly looked down at his menu to hide his blush. Scanning over the choices quickly he looked back up smiling “I think I’ll have the chicken with a salad to go with it, what about you coach?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>03-01-2006, 01:07:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked up at the waitress at his silent admission. "Sally, he's a good looking man dont you think?" Sally looked him over and winked at the coach. "Coach, he is a cutie, the usual?" SHe nodded and the lady went away. "You see... sounds like the girls you've known just didn't know what to do with you. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>03-01-2006, 01:24:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason almost spat his water out when the coach asked Sally if he was good looking and choked on it when sally said he was.<br><br>After he stopped coughing he looked at the coach, his face a deep scarlet colour.<br>"Coach, what are you doing? Trying to kill me so I don’t get on the team"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>03-01-2006, 02:22:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Almost in a giggle, watching Master's reaction. "Uhm.. no sorry... just wanted to prove a point, didn't mean for you to choke up the water." Sighing softly. "I'm sorry..." her voice trailed off.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>03-01-2006, 05:14:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason reached over and put his hand over hers. He didn’t know why but it seemed the thing to do. She looked embarrassed and he wanted to show her it was ok.<br><br>"You don’t have anything do be sorry about coach" he rubbed her hand softly, then he realised what he was doing and blushed but he didn’t remove his hand.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>03-01-2006, 14:50:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She just didn't expect it and was mildly stunned by his reaction. She didn't say a word nor attempted to take his hand away. She looked directly at him. "Dangerous waters you tread, Masters, I don't mind... though many have issues with Teachers" Her words were meant to confuse him a little but make him think. If he wanted to persue she wasn't one to deny, he was a good looking well endowed young man and she hadn't been with anyone in a while. Granted she was at least 9 years his senior, but the age difference wasn't as bad as most relations she new.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>03-01-2006, 22:21:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason stared and his hand on top of hers for a long time not saying any thing.<br>Sitting there he contemplated what he wanted to do. He should stop and take her advice he knew but part of him wanted to push things further.<br><br>Taking a deep breath he looked up at her face and smiled. <br>"I think I would like to see how things progress."<br><br>Blushing at his forwardness he sipped his water again and waited for her reaction.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 01:24:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Raising a delicate brow seeing him blush but being forward. "Masters you leave lots to the imagination. I wonder, if you could handle..." exactly what she wasn't sure but she did like a good intrigue. Smiling softly. "Are you sure? I'm 9 years your senior... I'm sure more experianced and I know what I like..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 01:35:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had to laugh at that "Coach, there are priests more experienced than I am. But yes I'm sure”<br><br>As they talked the waitress brought their food over and placed it in front of them.”Thank you “Jason said.<br><br>"The question is though, do you want to? I mean I know the theory but that’s about it”<br>He picked up a bit of chicken and popped it in his mouth, chewing slowly as he waited for her to answer. He had shocked himself by being so forward but now he had got used to it and was starting to be more relaxed.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 01:41:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shook her head and chuckled. Oddly enough 'sally' brought her the same dish and a pop. She looked at him. "If you'd like we can test this little theory after lunch. I mean my house is ready for this evening" looking at her watch "and I have a whole 8 hours to kill after we eat." She was eager to figure him out, see were he would place. She had made it a point never to sleep with the guys... but Oh they dreamed she heard it in the locker all the time. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 01:50:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason actually had to think about what she had just said to him, he sat quite for a long time just eating his chicken.<br><br>Finally after five minutes of silent eating he looked at her with a little apperception on his face as he said. "Will you be gentle with me?" then he smiled "At first"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 14:51:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She ate in silence as well and almost coughed a lung due to chuckling at his statement. "Gentle? Mr. Masters... I think its you who needs to think that through!" Remembering the size and wondering at the moment... knowing she's going to have to teach him lots about foreplay. "I think you need to know how to prepare a woman for your gift, Mr. Masters." She shook her head at the idea and it had never occured to her to have been with a virgin before. She merely chuckled again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 15:15:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He blushed at that "I guess your right coach" He sat eating his chicken slowly .<br>Jason wondered if this was realy happening or was just as dream.<br>Looking at her intently he smiled "I figure you'll be a good teacher though"<br><br>He didnt rush his meal , he was actually a bit nervous about what was going to happen but he had soon finished and sat back, sipping his water. "Errrr coach , do you think I could call you by your name ?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 15:48:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She ate with the same silence as he. She tilted her head. "Yes Drake.. I would prefer only in private though, I have not been with a student before and would like to keep that between us." She eyed him carefully taking him in. Sighing softly "We can leave when your ready, Sally keeps a copy of my card here, and if your ever in dire straights , you can eat here on me. Just let me know so I don't get a surprise on my card."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 16:03:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leant forward and whispered "I won’t say a word Gina" Then he leant back.<br><br>"I appreciate the offer Coach, but I'm ok I'm working and don’t have much to spend my money on so eating is no problem" Jason smiled.<br><br>He finished his drink and then nervously said “Would you take me to your home?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 16:18:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled at him, sipping her pop. "Eager are we... yes... I'm ready to go" Gently getting out of her seat. Extending her hand to him. She wondered if she was making the right choice but it was done. He had challenged and now she placed her own. He would make someone a wonderful lover if taught right. Though she was sure he would teach her a thing or two. Even through his inexperiance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 17:01:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Standing up , Jason took her hand " I'm a bit nervous about this Gina" he admmited.<br><br>But he walked with her out of the diner and to her car. " errrrr would you take me back to my dorm after, So I can change and turn up to your house after some others have got there?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 17:28:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She squeezed his hand gently. "Sure, though I can easily drop you off know and you could just be the new guy that decided to get their early. No one would no the better" She slid into her seat and waited for him to come around for a response. She was tentative but knew she would not shut the door on him now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 17:44:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sitting in the passanger seat , he smiled "I'd like that , Gina" <br>"What do you think I should wear , I dont want to be out of place"<br><br>As he sat there in the car with her , he lokked at her in amazment . She was a beautiful woman and could esily have anyone she wanted. he had to ask himself why she wanted to be with him . 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 17:53:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She went back towards the school and dropped him off at the feild were they had been before. She looked at him as if she could read his mind " I don't know Drake, I follow my intution. I think it will be an experiance for us both." Sighing softly "Just let yourself into the house, up the stairs and to the right is my room, the next move is yours" She had to show him initiative. He had to wake up and know he could be a man, even with her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 18:11:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason ran back to his dorm and into his room. Chucking his bag down on the bed , he stripped off and turned the shower on . While he waited for the water to heat up he picked out what clothes to wear. He had a choice of&nbsp; T-shirt and jeans or a suit. Not wanting to look as if he was going to a Funeral he chose his best pair of jeans and a clean white cotton T-shirt.<br><br>Twenty minutes later , he was washed, shaved and dressed. Grabbing his only pair of trainers he ran out off the dorm and grabbed his push bike . Several student walked past him as he put his trainers on and laughted.<br><br>He almost lost his nerve , and started to go back to his room . But he got a grip of him self and jumped on his bike and cyled to Gina's house. Slowly he walked up to the door and Knocked quietly.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 19:56:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She went home and parked the car. Streching getting out she watched the garder and his troop finish their monthly maintance and leave. She nodded as he left, now the house was definately empty. She walked in and left the door unlocked and ran up the stairs. She had showered and didn't feel the need to do so again. She carefully reversed the process of before. Leaving herself in nothing. Letting her hair down she smirked. She turned the bed sheets over as she always left it done and slipped inside the sheets. She wanted to relax, and slowly she drifted. She gave him instructions and she expected them to be followed. She would not go back down stairs to open the door. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 20:09:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When there was no answer, he half turned to leave. But he remembered what she had told him and went back to the door. Taking a deep breath he slowly pushed the door open and stepped over the threshold letting out a sigh as he entered Gina's house.<br><br>The stairs were in front of him now and he started to walk up them nervously "Gina" he called out "It's Jason"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 20:15:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She almost feel asleep and heard him she smiled. She wouldn't answer. She specifically said the next move was his. She was gonna make him grow balls to go with what god gave him, one way or another. muttering "How much do you want me, open the door." She almost giggled and she relaxed pulling the sheets right beneath her breasts so they would be displayed for him. Keeping her eyes closed, listening. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 21:00:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He walked the rest of the way up the stairs and reached the landing. Standing out side of her bedroom door he paused and tried to calm his nerves. "Am I doing the right thing?" he wondered as he placed his hand on the handle and turned it slowly.<br><br>He was committed now, if he turned and went back to his dorm he would look like a boy and he didn't want Gina to think of him that way. He would never be able to cope if she saw him that way. Pushing the bedroom door open he walked into her room and stopped dead in his tracks.<br><br>The sight of her laying there with hair untied and her breasts in full view made him gasp. His cock hardened almost immediately. "Gina" he called out quietly.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 21:08:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She opened her eyes a smile beaming, she turned to the side, Bringing a knee to rest on the bed and now he had a side view. She put right hand on her face to support as she watched him. She saw the buldge, saw he had bathed. Softly in return "Jason..." She watched to see what he would do next. The blanket having revealed down to her navel but no more as if hiding her surprise. She smiled and watched, eyes gleaming and in lust. She wanted to see what his istincts would do first. Whispering "You know the theory, What you want to do... what's your gut telling you... let me be a guide your template, let your instincts teach you..." She wanted this boy to be a man and so it would happen. Him being satisfied would make him last longer on the tracks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>04-01-2006, 21:23:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason smiled when more of her body was revealed to him. He walked nervously over to the bed and sat down one leg curled underneath him. <br>He looked at her body properly, he had thought about how he would lose his virginity and his fantasise had been nothing like this. He had never dreamed he would be in a bedroom with a sophisticated older woman who wanted to take him into her bed so soon after meeting him.<br>Gulping he leant over and kisses her gently on the lips.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>05-01-2006, 01:31:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling seeing him approach and kneel, she meets his kiss with a sweet return and parting her lips to lick his lips. Gently urging him to do the same. Moving now to a position where she is effectively right at the edge of the bed beneath him, kissing, freeing her hand and gently going to his neck. Stopping for a moment. "Do what you feel, touch as you want" Returning to the kiss, urging his lips apart with her tongue.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>05-01-2006, 01:40:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason parts his lips and lets his tongue move into Gina's mouth. Laying down as he kissed her ,he put his hand on her hip and slolwy ran it down her leg. He broke away from the kiss and looked at her. <br><br>"You aren't doing this out of pity for me are you ?" he asked fearing what she would say .
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>05-01-2006, 01:51:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking at him through lust filled eyes... "No" She wasn't she wanted to see the man in the boy... she wanted him to know he had all the potential in the world. Softly she repeated "Do what you feel, touch as you want, Jason... do stop asking fate brought us here" She just wanted him to relax to be himself. She had a world of knowledge to show him and she wasn't going to let him out of it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>05-01-2006, 02:15:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				More confident now, Jason returned to kissing her with a passion. His hand moved slowly back up her leg and past her hip, running it over Gina's back he grinned as her rolled her over on top of him . His erection pressed through his jeans and against her sex. <br><br>Groaned at the pressure on his manhood he kissed her harder as he moved his hands and taking hold of her buttocks he pulled her tight against him so she could feel all of his cock through the denim.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>05-01-2006, 13:27:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				AS she turned to be ontop her body came free of the sheets. She felt the pressure of his surprise on her. Her hair though not extremely long still kissed the edges of his face, and now she would do the next. She began to grind her sex against his buldge on his jeans. His prominence making it a delightful rub and she was becoming moist with it. She wanted him and more so now "take off your cloths Jason" She made a slight hissing sound as she moved up"I want you,"The next movement setting off a moan" and I can easily come on you with the movement I wouldn't want to waste it" she looked at him again eyes beaming. She wanted him bad. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>05-01-2006, 18:14:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moaning at the pressure of her firm body onto of him, his desire evident on his face as she tells him to undress. lifting her up and laying her next to him , Jason sits up , takes hold of the bottom of his T-short and lifts it off over his head to reveal his flat stomach and broad chest . With a smile he throws the shirt onto the floor, before taking his trainers off and doing the same with them. <br><br>Nervously, the young inexperienced student undoes the top button of his jeans and slides the zip down allowing his erection to escape. He gulps when it is free, memories of the teasing he received at high school flash through his mind as he look's at Gina. But he lifts his hips up and eases the jeans down his legs and off... Finally he is naked and lays back down on the bed.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>05-01-2006, 18:21:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking at him watching him. Seeing the young man coming out of his shell. It was initself driving her mad. She saw the look of hestitation and what sprung from it's release. She didn't stop, next to him gently getting closer, her hand gently wrapped around him stroking his length, then getting on her knees. Gently worshipping what he had been graced with, the tip of her tongue begining its slow round. carefully sucking on him as best she could. His size was more than she had ever had and she wanted to know it. She knew she would hurt but it didn't matter. She licked and kissed and the line from base to tip. She watched him occasionally the look of lust was so apprarent, she wanted and worshipped. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>05-01-2006, 18:51:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He groaned quietly when Gina began stroking him , his inexperience was showing as her lips ran over his young cock the tension built up as her tongue ran across the tip and down his length.<br><br>Jason closed his eyes enjoying the feeling of her teasing him with her hands and mouth, but it didn’t last long, with a moan and a whimper his body tensed as he came. His seed flowed out in a thick creamy jet, "OH God, I'm sorry, I'm sorry Gina. I didn’t meant to it's just ....I'm sorry" was all he could say as he bucked sending more of his cum showering out.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>05-01-2006, 18:58:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Experiance, she had and knew and felt him tense. She did not have time to suck his seed but gently her other hand covered the spirts, allowing it to fall back before it went all over the place. Her hand slick with his seed. "Shhh... Jason, relax..." She gently thought what to do, she knew he needed to calm before he could again. "Watch me... Gently she grabbed the&nbsp; sheet and cleaned her hand, she slid next to him and laid on her back. "Lick, take and taste right here." She point to her right breast that was closest to him. Gently, she ran a finger down her chest and to her own spot. "I will play... I will come and then you can build again. Join with me if you want. Whatever your heart desires. If you want to take over I will let you, watch learn.." Slowly her head went back and her finger began to move in slow circles around and gently in her folds. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>05-01-2006, 19:21:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason still feeling embarrassed at cumming quickly moves onto his side and gently runs his fingers over her breast sighing at the feel of the soft skin. Leaning forward, his lips brush against the hard nipple. His mouth opens slightly to allow the bud in between his lips, sucking gently he runs his fingers under her breast and slowly down her body searching for her hand.<br><br>"Show me what to do Gina" he asks as he fingers find the soft lips of her sex.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>05-01-2006, 21:18:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Letting out a moan at him taking to her chest. She reeled at the innocent but natural way he did. When he let up to ask, through a moan. "Follow my fingers" when he did she hissed "Yes there." She let her hand go and relax as he continued, moaning, and begining to writhe. "Don't stop.. gently take a finger and a little" she hissed again "take a finger and enter, Don't stop"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>05-01-2006, 21:39:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Whimpering gently as her hand left his. Jason moves his hand further down, fingers searching and finding the entrance to her soft moist sex. Sliding inside his finger begins to explore her folds as the palm inadvertently brushes against her clitoris.<br><br>He doesn’t stop teasing her breast and lets his tongue rolls over her nipple and around, kissing and licking gently at the silky skinned mound of her breast. Becoming more confident Jason slides a second finger into Gina’s wetness as his lips carry on kissing her chest moving up slowly until his lips meet hers<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>06-01-2006, 04:31:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Softly an "Oh, jason" left her lips. He was naturally learning her and as he slipped the second finger she groaned. "Uhmmm, Jason..." She was writhing a little more her hips countering his movement making it all the more sensitive of an area for her. She whimpered at him leaving her chest but joined him in the next kiss. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>06-01-2006, 10:07:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason's tongue licked lightly against her bottom lip seeking the moistness of her mouth, sliding over her lip's and in side his tongue found her and he moaned at the touch as the began to entwine around each other .<br><br>Fingers exploring her sex, mouth locked in passion with Gina's and his natural urges were taking over, after tonight he would no longer be a boy. As she moaned encouragement Jason’s digits moved deeper and faster as his thumb brushed against the bud once, twice, three times before he figured what he could do. Touching it with more confidence, Jason ran the tip of his thumb over her clitoris harder moving it in little circles around and over the sensitive area. <br><br>Pressing close to her, his manhood resting against her side , hips moved stimulating him to erection again as he groaned in pleasure at being in bed with this wonderful woman who was taking his virginity.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>06-01-2006, 13:34:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he touched and explored, she writhed and moved. As the touch became more intense so did her movement. She couldn't think straight anymore. Her world spun as this young man discovered. She arched agaisnt his touch felt his shaft hard and she moaned depp and loud. She came on his hand. The moisture of her nectar freely flowing.&nbsp; She was ready her body grinding in the motion that would soon be theirs. <br><br>As her breathing increased and settled and his hand continued. She had a little sence. "stop... put your cock where your fingers have entered, slowly, gently Jason.. watch my face the reactions.. take from that... " She hissed again as his hand let up there assault.&nbsp; She knew it would be alot to take but she was at the moment not caring. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>06-01-2006, 13:59:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was surprised when she came, the moisture was more than he expected. He felt the slickness covered his fingers and palm, curious he moved and experimentally licked to taste. Smiling at the sweet muskiness he laid his fingers along her lips as he broke their kiss.<br><br>Not wanting to hurt Gina with his size, Jason hesitated for a second before moving and putting the purple tip of his cock against the wetness of her womanly sex. Slowly, carefully he pushed and felt his cock part her lips as he slid gently inside<br>.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>06-01-2006, 16:37:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt and was still in the high of the climax she had given. She saw him taste his finger and it was driving her a little more. She watched has he hesitated and then gently started his entry. Her body took to him, though the look of briefest pain came over her. She took in a deep breath. She hadn't had anything of his size before and she wasn't into experimenting with big toys at all. She liked for her lover to feel her natural tightness. For Jason more so now. <br><br>"UHmm... " She closed her eyes feeling him and not wanting to betray the little pain she was feeling. She arched for him a little more, urging him on, as another moan escaped. She wanted the rhythm that would be theirs. She wanted this to come a little faster but knew any faster he would tear her or so she thought. As he slowly went her body adjusted. Encompassing his shaft in her passage.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>06-01-2006, 16:55:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason moved slower now as he felt how tight she was, surely he would hurt her if he carried on.<br>"I'm not hurting you are I Gina" he asked with obvious concern, he knew he was large but he wasn’t prepared for how it would feel when he actually slept with someone. <br><br>This was all new to him and he didn’t know how much she would be able to take, there was no way he was going to be able to do anything like he had seen them do in the few porn movies he had watched that would be to much for Gina.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>06-01-2006, 17:19:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Whispering "Jason, move, gently till you can't and move out... follow the motion.. follow whats natural.. I'll tell you if I can't, your big sweets... My body will compensate as long as your slow and don't get ahead of yourself" She was barely registering what she was saying but new he needed the reassurance. She was experianced enough to give it. YEt the feel of him was making her loose her mind as she arched with him to make him continue.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>06-01-2006, 19:21:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason nodded "hmm hmmm Gina" He pushed slowly; much slower than he thought was possible until he felt himself hit her cervix. Drawing back a bit he groaned at the sensations of her holding him tight and moved him self forward again. Gradually he began to find a rhythm, a slow rhythm but he didn’t want to go to fast yet and hurt her.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>06-01-2006, 20:01:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She never thought she sould take him but she did, biting her lower lip once he stopped and they were joined. As he began to move, a very light sheen of perisperation began to cover her. "Ja...son.." She was in a new height with this joining and she began to move a little under him as she conitnued to coat him, "slowly, faster, hun"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>07-01-2006, 00:35:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason didn't or couldn't hear her, lost in the moment of losing his virginity he only thought were of him joined with the beautiful vibrant woman .Each thrust was as tender as the first each movement was just as careful. Not wanting to hurt her, he moved his manhood slowly. Passion caught him finally as he began to pull further back each time, driving harder into her sex as it wrapped tightly around him . Not knowing any different he stayed in the missionary position as he lovingly fucked her, tears running down his face he was so happy to be here, to be with her a woman who seemed to want him as much as he now wanted her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>07-01-2006, 18:00:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at him briefly through her haze of lust. Saw him tear and it was obvious in happiness. The tightness of her own situation was causing her to build again. She gently took a hand and passed it on his cheek to get his attention as he moved. "Fas... ter.. Jason... I'm ok... " She knew that the rhythm need to increase a little to continue his own build and now that she was 'used' to he would drive him a little. Everything had a time and place and both their needs where being met. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>07-01-2006, 19:57:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Encouraged by her words, Jason let his body take over his movements as he slowly began to move his hips faster. The feel of her soft velvet flesh tight around his shaft was more than he had ever dreamed of. <br><br>Each time he drove his hips forward a small moan escaped his mouth , his rhythm came natural now and he began to move in unison with her.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>07-01-2006, 22:43:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She heard him, met him, and this was becoming a new experiance for her. Never had anyone filled her like this. Never had an innocent basked in his on glory with her. Her moaning became loud as she arched and bucked further beneath him. Everything becoming that more heightened due to the nature of what was occuring. "Jason... oh .. God.. Fuck.. Jason!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>07-01-2006, 23:07:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His lips met hers again as he joined her in passion pent up for years. His hands moved, wandered, stroked their way down her body as he explored the firmness of her physique, taking every curve, every slight imperfection he moved his hands further down to her buttocks, holding them tight he lifted and twisted .His legs moved as he held her until he was sitting on the bed, legs out straight with Gina sitting astride him. Pulling her close as they stayed locked in their carnal embrace he kisses her neck murmuring thank you all the time as he gently fucked her .
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>08-01-2006, 16:28:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he brought her to sit she felt him further. She heard his thankyous and her mind was going insane. She gently urged him back to be ontop. Now she rode him but knew she couldn't hold out much longer. This new sensation being filled by him was driving her absolutely insane. She buck and slid on him, "Jason, I'm ... go...ing...to..." before she could say it the loudest moan/scream she had ever made came from her lips. She rode a little further and gently went on him chest to chest but not seperating them. She couldn't continue. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>08-01-2006, 17:12:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His own orgasm came just after her, grunting as he pushed deep into her. This time he came more violently than the first. Bucking and writhing, his seed showered out covering the inside of her sex and running over his shaft.<br><br>"Oh.......god......Gina" he panted as his climax receded. He rested against her, holing her body tight against his own and he kissed her neck and shoulders. "Thank you” he said quietly.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>09-01-2006, 01:59:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt him causing her to go into another quick bout, shuddering. She was grateful he held her cause she felt really vulnerable at the moment. She couldn't move if she wanted to.&nbsp; Breathing hard she giggled a little at the kisses to her neck and shoulder. "There is a whole world for you to explore, Jason... if you want too" She merely held him content. She wasn't to worried about pregnanciy she was on the pill had been for a long time. She quitely told him " Don't worry about babies I take care of myself" She closed her eyes&nbsp; she wasn't going to move and remained there basking in the joy of it all. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>09-01-2006, 02:16:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason's eyes shot wide open "Oh god , Gina . I didn't even think . I'm so stupid I could have fucked things up for you badly"<br>He held her tight and rocked her gently , happy to be with her but feeling very stupid for not thinking about protection.<br><br>As he held her he kissed her ears gently "Where do we go from here, Gina?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>09-01-2006, 13:34:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She heard him and she gently sushed him. No worries, I take birth control and it seems its a good thing." Moaning softly at the gentle rocking. "I don't know Jason, you have a new and open world and I'm willing to explore it with you as long as your willing to have me." She didn't live on dreams, but he was a nice young man and for the moment it would be nice to have a regular partner. Instintually he seemed to pick up things and that would make it easier on them both.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>09-01-2006, 16:29:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holding her tight his hands roamed down her back stroking her firm body up and down her spine while he continued to kiss her neck.<br><br>The feel on her warm body against his was wonderful and he yearned to try more. "What's the time ?" he voice hinted he wanted to continue what they had started.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>09-01-2006, 16:42:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She heard it in his voice and looked at the clock. She ran her hands up and down his arms. "Well we have a few hours and we just need to make time for a shower... I would hope you join me in..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>09-01-2006, 18:06:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason smiled at her, and shivered as her fingers brushed down his arm's .<br><br>"Would you so me some more , Gina? I want you to teach me everything." he pulled her to him as he lay down on the bed again , brushing her hair away from her face he kissed her gently on her lips<br><br>"I just hope you won't cut me any slack when I try out for the team, I kind of like it when your strict" he said with a shy grin<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>10-01-2006, 01:49:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thinking on what he said... "Jason... lets shower and we can do more.. and shower again.." She really needed to think. "Actually you want me to run a warmth bath. "Looking at him "Don't worry you'll get no slack from me... I expect you to do better than any of them..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>10-01-2006, 02:18:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason nodded “A bath sounds great" he smiled as he pulled her close and kissed her passionately.<br>"Will you be joining me in the Bath?" he had a hopeful look on his face as he sat up and swung his legs off the bed.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>10-01-2006, 02:22:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I wouldn't take no for an answer... does that mean your going to set it up?? wondering how bold he would get to please her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>10-01-2006, 02:58:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Standing up and stretching, he smiled as he looked at her naked form on the bed. His grin broadened as he took in every curve. The effect she had on him was obvious as he started to get another erection. "I'll go and run the bath, have you got any candles?"<br><br>Standing there waiting for her reply he couldn't help but wonder where tonight was going to lead, was this just a one night stand for Gina or would it become a long term relationship.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>10-01-2006, 15:21:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at him his form and she shook her head. "Uhm...&nbsp; yeah below the cabinet in the bathroom..." She watched him.. He was young and musculine and for the moment hers. She grinned watching hi walk away sighing very softly. She wasn't sure and she turned and picked up the phone dialing a few numbers. "Please call everyone and cancel tonight..." Listening to the grumpiness on the otherline "We can reschedule for tommorow... this is not the first time I have had to cancel..." Listening shaking her head "Please don't piss me off... I'm not feeling well, CANCEL.. tryouts are tommorow and we can celebrate then" After a few moments the line clicked.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>10-01-2006, 16:46:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After finding the candles under the cabinet, Jason runs the bath making sure to put some bubble bath in the water as well. While he waits for the tub to fill he busies him self by placing the candles around the room and lighting them with a box of matches he found next to them. Every so often he checks the water.<br><br>He can't help smiling as he catch's snippets of Gina's phone calls. Finally the bath is full and Jason wanders back into the bed room after switching off the bathroom light so only the glow from the candles light the room. He just stands in the door way smiling as he studies her naked form "The bath is ready"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>10-01-2006, 17:43:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking back at him her body streched on the bed, a pillow beneath her chest, she looks back. At the moment she looks like a woman about to be painted from the backside. Giggling a little "Is it... how about I tell you.. that their is no one coming over tonight...and you can safely spend the night here?" She wondered about his reaction. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>10-01-2006, 19:09:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason didn't know what to say, he just smiled and walked to the bed. He stood at the side of the bed, his erection full and hard in front of him. Holding out his hand " I'd love to spend the night ,Gina . But only if you are sure. " Smiling he added "And you have to let me cook for you after our bath"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>10-01-2006, 19:25:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wanted him bad and the look in her eye was unique. She got on all fours lifting from the bed ignoring his hand. "Yes.. Jason.. would you like to try something different, enter me from behind... I think you all call it doggy style. She mewed.. " She was going to tease him to no end. No one was coming tonight and she was going to have a little fun. She spread a little her legs apart and arched. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>10-01-2006, 21:32:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason smiled and climbed on the bed .Moving behind Gina he could clearly see her lips parted for him and the pink bud of her clitoris. He also had a direct few of her perfectly formed backside and her puckered hole that sat in-between the cheeks. On impulse he bent down and kissed the musky rosebud. <br><br>"You have a beautiful arse, Gina. Would you think me a pervert if I wanted to ..........you know...later?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>11-01-2006, 22:42:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She heard him and chuckled. "Perverted for what? What do you want to do? At the moment... I'm hot and bothered, and well" She wiggled her but against him. She did not want them to stop and the break was enough. She smiled and put her head to the pillow listening to whatever he might say.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>11-01-2006, 23:59:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Groaning at sight on her waiting for him to take her, Jason moved him self so that the tip of his cock nuzzled against the entrance of her sex. As he pushed gently forwards her lips parted and he began to slide inside of her moist pussy.<br><br>"I mean, I've heard about it but ....well if it's ok, Gina. I would like to fuck your arse later, if you could teach me how"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>12-01-2006, 13:22:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She chuckled and then moaned with the entrance. "Yes maybe we can try together. Your alot to take Jason... but one thing at a time we have a who night and all the time to do it" Moaning again as she helped himby moving back, gently encouraging the begining of a new Rhythm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>16-01-2006, 17:58:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Moaning in pleasure, Jason was careful as he pushed slowly allowing her sex to envelope his shaft. Soon he was moving rhythmically in time with her. Each movement of his hips producing a new sensation for him as different nerves in his manhood were stimulated by the position they were in.<br>Gina was a good teacher and he was a very willing student. Inexperienced as he was, he found her eagerness and gentle encouragement to have a calming effect and he was in no hurry to climax instead he concentrated on Gina's pleasure as well as his own.<br><br>His thrusts gained in momentum as his passion grew, pushing deeper each time pushing his cock almost full length into her moistness, moaning and groaning with pleasure as his orgasm built.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>17-01-2006, 15:51:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				SHe had never thought to find a prize such as Jason. In reality that is what he was. A specimen of the male gender that should not be overlooked. He was in part something she had wanted and never lost herself in. She found his innoencse intoxicating and that alone was a factor into what she did. <br><br>With everythrust to her she would buck back. She wanted to climax with him, she wanted to show him that together the right rhythm was all that was needed. Her moans slowly rising. Her body arching in the air. She was in a tiny bit of heaven and all in cause of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>17-01-2006, 17:34:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason's lust rose to a new level as they moved in perfect unison, their bodies perfectly in tune with each other. His thrusts became deep and longer as he headed to climax, instinct told him to lean forwards as they made love, kissing her neck his hands moved searching for and finding the bud of her clitoris. Gently and lovingly he ran the tip of his finger over it his passion pushing him forwards to orgasm. Tensing, he held back as long as he could until with a deep moan his seed escaped and filled her womanhood, each twitch of his shaft send more of his cum into her tight moistness
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>20-01-2006, 14:59:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Finding her bud while moving together was all she needed. She was already in the mood and she let go of holding back. He was young and needed the natural aspect of a woman not one who was readily hiding her pleasure to show control. Not yet thats not what she wanted. She was going to be his guide as in most pleasurable she could make it. Before he knew it she screamed out in pleasure and moan as she actually climaxed massaging his length with her temple. Her body arching, her breathing erratic. It was an awesome experiance as he filled her like no other had. The entire wave of it coming and riding out together. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>22-01-2006, 00:03:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The muscular contractions of Gina's orgasms milking him of all his seed was more than Jason expected, he had never believed a climax could be so intense, so pleasurable, such a spiritual experience.<br><br>Nothing had prepared him for such an amazing journey to man hood. Thoroughly spent he lay against her, kissing her neck and back as he moaned softly in gratitude. His eyes moistened as his emotions spiralled out of control, Jason couldn't say anything. He couldn't vocalise how he felt at this moment being here with Gina who was patiently teaching him how to be a caring gentle lover.<br>Maybe he was confusing lust with love but he didn't care, at this moment in time all Jason could feel was love for Gina. Not that he would say anything of course, She was older than him by several years and would laugh at his declaration so he stayed quite and just enjoyed being with her.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>23-01-2006, 18:59:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As they finally climaxed, and she felt him relax on her she gently streched her legs out till he was laying on her and she was flat on the bed. "You know that bath is going to get cold, I like you Jason, your learning but your a natural lover" She enjoyed him, to a degree she could not express. Maybe in time if he stuck to her a bit their could be more. At the moment and as all in her life she would teach him. Show him as best she could for every woman there is a man, if that is what the woman wants. She smiled softly crossing her arms putting her head on it and feeling his body above. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>29-01-2006, 03:43:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With his young strong body atop of hers made Jason felt complete in a way he hadn't known was possible. Reluctantly, he rolled over so that he was lying beside her. <br><br>"Yeah, I guess it will be, but can we lay here for a while longer? I'm enjoying just looking at you “he reached over and tentatively brushed her hair away from her face before her moved closer so he could rest his arm over her.<br><br>He tried hard not to smile, but couldn't stop a huge grin break out across his face " I had to concentrate hard earlier on the track, to stop my self from .........you know&nbsp; ...getting over excited when I saw you running " Blushing slightly, Jason leant over and kissed Gina quickly.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>01-02-2006, 18:15:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She could feel his innosence it was enduring and special. He instinctively took her and cared for her wether or not by choice it was obvious it was natural. She smiled for him. "I didn't know anything other than I saw you running and I hoped you would join the team. I am curious though and I'm not sure exactly what pricked at it but it did. Your a natural lover.. I'm glad the experiance seems to make you happy. We can relax here but you know there is more to do in a tub to sweety.." She smiled and smirked. Placing a kiss on the hand that moved hair away from her face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>03-02-2006, 02:37:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jason beamed with pride at the compliment, like any hot blooded teenager his penis was linked directly to his ego. Leaning up on his elbow with his chin in the palm of his hand he looked at Gina.<br><br>"I think it's because you’re such a patient teach, Gina. I'm not sure I would have had the confidence with some one else" Jason's face showed his sincerity. Leaning down he kissed his new lover passionately as he ran his hands down her body softly.<br><br>&nbsp;When Gina mentioned the bath, Jason smiled as he felt himself becoming aroused again and his mind drifted to what he wanted to try latter with her. Figuring it would be better for both of them if they were relaxed he sat up.”Then I guess we should have a bath, shouldn't we"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>08-02-2006, 17:17:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pecked him on the lips when he came to her and she turned like a lazy cat. Smiling she stood "Yes we should" Standing and streching before him, she was smiling feeling really satiated but still a longing hunger underneath. She felt as though she would go till she could no more. She walked towards the bath and leaned over to fill it a little more with hot water. Looking back "Thankfully two or four can fit in here." She giggled and waited for him to follow.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>09-02-2006, 04:03:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Standing watching Gina walk to the bathroom Jason groaned inwardly, she really was a striking woman and it took all his effort not to drag her back to bed. <br><br>His legs almost buckled from under him when she leant over the tub and he saw her perfectly formed back side, smiling like the cat who got the cream he walked slowly towards her .His manhood hard and proud in front of him, Standing behind Gina he wrapped his arms around the firm athletic body the shaft of his cock pressed tight in between her butt cheeks. "I think two people sound fine just now” he said as he ran his hands down her body until he was able to run his finger tip across the entrance to her sex. "Unless you have a secret fetish?" He asked jokingly.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SlvKitty</strong> on <strong>15-02-2006, 19:32:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The hug and the feel came unexpectedly as the moan that left her lips. "You are certainly a lover... and I'm glad we are in this situtation" Giggling at the next comment "No I prefer one on ones dear... Let the porn stars have their multi partners. I prefer one strong, energetic, speciman of a man, preferably the one with his arms wrapped around me. We have a world to explore... the rest of the afternoon and evening. As long as I get a few hours of sleep... I will be fine..." She smiled, if he could do it and his trial runs tommorow she would truly be amazed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Track and Field</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>strangely made</strong> on <strong>16-02-2006, 01:55:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well , Gina I pleased you decided to cancel the team get together" <br>His arms wrapped her in a protective hug as he kissed the back of her neck.Nuzzling her ear, Jason sucked at the lobe.<br>"So, what time are the trial tomorrow ?" 
			</dd>
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