Vanessa Atler
"Nessa"
Elise Ray
"Eray"
Gymnastics Girls
Chapter One
"Campus Rumpus"
Written by TVM
Copyright © 2005
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Summary: In ALL NEW premiere episode of 'Gymnastics Girls', Vanessa invites Elise to her family's ranch in Canyon Country, California for the week and the two have a blast. To return the favor Elise invites Vanessa to the U of M campus (where she is currently starring for the Wolverines) for some girl bonding and to catch up on life. Neither though expects the day to be anything more than two old friends horsing around in the University's gym. But one innocent comment about looks and sex appeal leads to another and soon things turn into something that is a lot more interesting than Beam or Uneven bars.
Story Codes: fF, oral
First let me begin by taking a moment to give you, the readers, some back story about this little tale before I go into it any further. Elise Ray (a fellow top level U.S. Gymnast and future U.S. Olympian) had been a good friend for only a few months. Since we'd really never talked until she made the National team and we found out we had a birthday within a few days of each other. So after a few late night gigglefests at the Olympic training center, I invited her to my house in Canyon Country (she'd just turned 18 so her parents didn't make a big beef about it). She ended up spending the entire week with us. It was so cool having a friend to hang out, play pranks on my brothers and just bascially get in trouble with. That was the week we discovered the biggest thing we had in common was our love of the "Dixie Chicks" music. We spent more than one night dancing around my bedroom in our underwear singing to the music on their latest album ("Fly"). Which was actually the event that would spark the conversation that opens this story, in a round about sorta way.
See since I turned 17 (I'm not 18 also) I've been having a lot of thoughts about my sexuality and being around Elise, sorta made me confront them. Cause after a few days I was crushing on her seriously. I don't think she noticed, but then again I don't really know her all that well. Then came the night we went to San Diego to see the Chicks in concert. We literally sang till our voices were gone and had the time of our life. That was also the night of the wildest moment of my life. We headed out to the car after the show still high on adrenaline. She tripped over something and I grabbed her and she took me down with her and I landed on top of her. Both giggling so hard we couldn't get up, that's when it happened. She sat up as I did and our cheeks brushed, and she said "I almost kissed you."
"Well..knowing you it would have gotten you all hot and bothered" I said before thinking it out completely. That reply to her original comment froze me and her both in place. After a couple of nervous giggles, we decided to pretend the whole moment had never happened and she helped me up and we moved on. I wondered for days afterward what exactly she could have possibly meant by that. But I didn't have the courage to ask then or anytime after that and the moment passed. Although it did keep my mind wondering, like everytime I'd catch her looking at me for more than a second I'd try to make something more than what it was out of it. Anyway...
That brings us to the night that changed my life forever. Elise had just went away to college (University of Michigan) after the Olympics and I was visiting her for the first time on campus. Sometime during my first day we decided to play around in the training center and do some gymnastics for old time sakes. So here goes.
"Come on tuck on the dismount" Elise said as I took her coaching to heart and did just as she'd showed me.
"Great job Nessa" Elise said as she hugged me, "looks like you finally hit that bars routine."
"Yeh" I said, "Too little to late."
Referring to my wash out on the final day of the Olympic trials. It was truly one of the most horrible days of my life. Then on top of that having to sit there with the world lookin on. Listening to them announce the U.S. gymnastics team of which I was not a apart of. Really it was almost to much to bear. Thankfully I had my family, a few good friends and of course my fans who helped me get through. This is when Elise and me started to get close, as she would call me nearly every night to check on me and if she didn't call, she'd hit me up on messenger. I knew by about the first month that I was getting in to deep, meaning that I starting to look forward to her being on or calling me. I'd call it a great crush.
"So you like my new leotard?" Elise asked striking a silly pose, "I think it shows off my cute little butt better."
"Yeh" I said starting to giggle, "What there is of it?"
"What do you mean, you think it's to revealing" She asked honestly.
"No at least you've got the body for it" I said.
"Yeh I guess it does sorta fit my figure nicely" she said smugly, while tryin to keep a straight face.
"I would kill for your body" I said as we had started walking back towards the mat for the floor exercise. Getting ready to finish up for the night.
"Why do you say that?" She asked.
"Because I look like a boy" I said in a matter of fact style.
"No you don't" She said grabbing me by the arm and stopping me, "you have a beautiful body!"
"Uh yeh sure" I said looking away and thinkin to myself, she's just saying that or maybe she was checking me out all of those times that I caught her looking at me.
"Look I probably shouldn't say this" She said with a dramatic pause for effect, "but I've glanced at you a few times in the shower and like I said you have a beautiful body."
"You been looking at me in the shower?" I asked as Elise giggled and replied in a matter of fact style, "So?"
"That's so..."
"That's so what?" She asked challenging me, "Disgusting? Revolting? Wrong?"
"Cool" I blurted out with an embarassing giggle. "I mean did you wanna look or what?"
"Just between me and you?" She asked with a raised eyebrow while moving closer and looking around.
"Yeh" I said feeling equally as shy about this conversation as her.
"I took a peek at most of the girls on the Olympic squad and here at Michigan, some more so than others" She said grinning with a suggestive tint to her smile and moving closer. I think sensing my casual interest in the current topic. "Wanna who know looks the best?"
"Me of course" I said striking a model pose as she giggled.
"How did you know?" She asked dropping her wrist wrap into her bag and looking at me again as I blushed and wondered if she was serious.
"I was just kidding, I don't know" I said turning and walking toward's the locker room as she followed.
"And why would you wanna know?" She asked stopping me in my tracks, "doing some research?"
"Research?" I asked in total confusion.
"Yeh so everyone will know I'm....ya know" She said in a softer, but more menacing voice.
"First your my friend, and second I would never try and hurt you like that" I said looking her right in the eye, "And besides your personal life is just that, yours. Same as mine is."
"I know" She said leaning back against the padded wall behind her, "it's just sometimes it's hard and I'm tired of being alone all the time. It's like there's no one else in the world like me. Which is one reason I tagged along with you for a week."
"Why cause your hot for my body?" I asked with my hands on my hips.
"If that's not to weird" She said smiling now, "yeh I'd say that."
Now I know that comment shouldn't have shocked me, but it did. After a few seconds to let it sink into my brain, it made my heart race. Being that she was obviously feeling the same thing I was. I searched for a clever response hoping my come back would be smooth and effortless. But hey let's be honest that's so not me. So I went with the one thing I knew would work, the truth and a bit of humor.
"I might admit to having some of the same thoughts about someone..." I said with a coy smile and my heart racing a million miles a minute. "...who stayed at my house for a week and went to a certain concert with me."
"HMMMMM who would that be?" She asked with a huge grin. God she's pretty when she smiles.
"I'll tell ya after I have a shower" I said as I picked up my bag and walked towards the door leading to the locker room. Hoping she'd follow after me. And she did after letting my invitation sink in for a moment. She grabbed my hand and pulled me along as she zoomed past me and I began giggling. The showers were vacant as we came in, not a sole to be found. Which made me instantly nervous, knowing very well that this could lead to something much bigger if we wanted it too. Elise shed her other wrist wrap and numerous ace bandages, which made a nice pile on the floor and shed her leotard when she looked to me and asked with a nervous voice. "It's ok if I take this off right?."
"Sure" I said, as I sat down, with my back to her and watched her in the floor to ceiling mirror in front of me as she slipped out of it.
"OUCH FUCK" She wailed and when I turned she was holding her knee.
"Your knee again?" I asked as she looked like she was about to cry.
"Yeh it gets tight and hurts like a bitch if I dont rub it down the right way" She said stretching it out and grimacing as she did so. I grabbed my bottle of lotion, never thinking this could be a sexual thing and knelt in front of her.
"Would it be easier if I gave ya a rub down?" I asked taking her hands and moving them away as she smiled. "If you don't mind that is."
"At this point I'm willing to beg" She said with a grin. I had her lay face down on the floor and first took a moment to admire the beauty of her in just a pair of skimpy panties and a bra. Let me say, that was a life changing moment of time in my life. Cause I always fought the notion that another's girls body could turn me on. Now there was no doubt what so ever. I snapped back to attention and realized what I had to do. So I began by massaging in the lotion I had squirted on my hand, in the way I had learned so many years ago, when I first started doing this whole gymnastics thing. I started below the knee with her calf and slowly worked my way up and then back down, taking a couple of minutes per trip. Her skin felt really nice under my fingers, it's really soft and smooth. Ya know that brings up an interesting point, most people tend to believe that all female gymnasts look like guys with their clothes off. But Elise sure doesn't. Yeh she had the rock hard six pack abs and great muscle tone, but laid like this you could see she had some very nice curves to go along with all that. Anyways, the massage worked cause about fifteen minutes into it, she stopped me and said her leg felt like it was new.
"There how's that?" I asked sitting up as she rolled over and flexed her knee, now freely. Smiling she leaned up and hugged me around the neck with one arm and kissed my cheek. Which resulted in a awkward moment as she pulled away and our eyes met. I wanted to kiss her right then, as I had that night of the concert but I froze and she slowly pulled away and said again, "I almost kissed you."
"You know you keep saying that" I said as she laughed, "but never got the guts to really do it."
"Oh bite me Nessa" She said getting to her feet. "You wouldn't know what to do if I did."
"I've kissed boys before" I replied, knowing she was picking on me and not in a mean way but still getting drawn into it.
"Who?" She asked standing infront of me with hands on hips, still in just panties and a bra. That thought stuck in my mind as I blurted the next thing that came to mind.
"You are so hot" I said with a huge smile. She was stunned to silence as she looked at me to see if I was serious.
"Oh....yeah...sure change the subject..." She said as I moved to her side and slid my hand across her stomach, I could feel those abs I mentioned earlier rippling under my fingers as she watched my every move. I slide my other hand down her back and over her panties to her butt cheeks. World Class Ass if there every was one, I thought. She jumped as I squeezed one of her cheeks and I giggled as she turned and looked at me.
"You just can't get enough of my body can you?" She asked with a playful expression.
"Your standing in front of me in your underwear after telling me your hot for my body and I'm not supposed to do anything?" I asked.
"Whatever" She said with a flirty flipping of her hair and headed for the shower after grabbing a towel.
"Suddenly you don't have anything to say?" I asked chasing after her and grabbing a towel myself. She simply disappeared inside one of the stalls and began adjusting the water tempature as I watched. "Answer me already?"
"HUH?" She asked turning around and looking at me as if she had no clue what I had just asked.
"You heard me" I said moving closer to her and blocking her way out of the shower.
"Look I'm gonna take a shower, so either your gonna join me or move so I can get undressed" She said.
"You really want me to join you?" I asked as she smiled and replied simply, "Now you get it."
"Well I better cause you'll need someone to do your back" I said as she smiled and reached her hands over my shoulder and with the velcro already loosened she began stripping my leotard off. Pulling it down and exposing my sorta skimpy looking bra. She dropped to her knees and started to pull it the rest of the way down, when I stopped her with an embarrassing announcement.
"I'm not wearing any panties" I said blushing a deep crimson. She just giggled and replied, "So I'm not planning on wearing mine in the shower, so why does it matter?"
"Well it don't...it's just..." I stammered.
"Would me taking mine off at the same time help?" She asked hooking her fingers inside her own panties as she stood up. I nodded and with one last breath she skinned her panties and I pulled off my leotard. I was shocked to see Elise without her panties, she didn't have any hair down there. Which made me feel kinda weird cause mine was only neatly trimmed. I think we both spent more than our fair share of time staring at the other in that particular moment.
"You shave?" I asked glancing again at the bare patch of skin. She smiled and slid her panties off her feet and laid them aside as she looked back at me.
"Yeh, does it look to childish?" She asked.
"No it's ok" I replied, looking to my own patch of not so bear skin as I removed my leotard completely and tossed it aside. Leaving us each in only a bra.
"Well I did it orginally to avoid the pubic hair in the leotard pain" She said with a grin and bringing back painful memories of when that happened to me, not to long ago. Didn't have any panties that day, had to go "commando" as it's called. That's what prompted me to trim my bush at all.
"Yeh me too" I replied glancing again at it. "Think I should go bare too?"
"I'd say you'd like it" She said, "but the trimmed look is ok too."
I was searching my head for a reply when Elise turned and backed up toward's me, giving me a nice view of that world class set cheeks of hers. Her butt is perfectly heart shaped and stands at attention just like one should. She looked back and told me what she wanted me to do.
"Unsnap me?" She asked as I let my hands slide over the back of her waist and up her back and finally to her bra and unsnapped it slowly. I liked watching her shake it off. Her titties were still jiggling when she turned back around towards me. "Turn around and I'll do you."
"Ok" I said and felt none of the touching or rubbing I had done with her as she simply undid my bra and dropped the straps for me to pull off. I did so and she smiled as I dropped my bra to the ground.
"Come on we better get a shower and get going before someone comes to check on us" She said grabbing my arm and dragging me into the water's stream. That's when I felt her touch me gently. Sliding her hand across my stomach to move me into the water. I did the same as we started struggling against each other and giggling out loud. Until that is, to my absolute shock she kissed me playfully and pulled away to judge my reaction. I froze for a moment before I recovered and quickly cupped her chin and drew her lips back to mine. Not just for a playful kiss but for a real kiss. Our bodies moved against each other, sending electrical charges down my spine as our nipples came in contact with each other. Her lips finally on mine brought many of my fantasies to reality, trading tongues now we frenched softly as each our hands roamed the other's slick wet bodies. This was making me hotter than Texas pavement even under the cooling vapors of the water. I pulled away nearly out of breath and panting as Elise looked at me with the same glassy eyed expression, I was sure was plastered across my face.
"You wanna go further or not?" She asked as she tenderly stroked my arm and barely grazed my nipple, making my body jerk slightly. "Cause I want too if you do."
"Let me answer it this way" I said kissing her passioniately on the lips and almost forcing her back into the wall. Suddenly she clutched at me and began to slip away. Crashing down roughly into the shower seat right under the shower head. We both laughed until we lost our breath. I recovered my senses and realized what was about to happen, deciding to go for it I dropped down to my knees and looked up at Elise who stroked my hair out of my eyes and kissed me again. Softly and gently on the lips and smiled at me, one which I gladly returned. Elise leaned back and pushed her butt to the end of the seat, as much as telling me what she wanted. She touched my hair and scooped it into a ponytail, and clearly was guiding my head to her slit. I hesitated for only a second before planting my tongue gently on the bottom of her slit and bringing it up, pressing against her lips. She exhaled heavily and her eyes opened as we both experienced the flood of sensations and tastes. Sorta of a dull flavor flooded my mouth as I repeated this most basic of techniques. I could feel her pulling and clutching at my hair as I continued, bobbing my head faster and hearing her moans intensify. I pretty much knew at that moment this was something I didn't hate, actually I would have ventured to say I truly loved it.
"OH MY GOD NESSA DO IT FAST" Elise moaned, making my ears perk up at the first sound of her voice. I went faster and my tongue slipped deeper. That was enough to bring Elise off in a very vocal and appearantly very enjoyable orgasm. She squirmed and lifted her hips off the seat and moaned loudly as the orgasm surged through her body and she slowly came back to earth. Panting and still moaning softly. Her cum running down my tongue and filling my mouth. She tasted really nice, not the dull tasteless flavor from before but a new very tangy, almost sweet tasting flavor.
"WOW that was fuckin awesome" She said as she adjusted the water stream downward and it washed away the residue of sweat on her body. She leaned down and kissed me softly on the lips, and pushing her tongue into my mouth for another french kiss. Something I would soon learn is Elise loved frenching and would do it for hours if given the time.
"I wanna make you feel the way you made me feel" She said as we traded spots a few long minutes later. She began by kissing her way down my body, taking time to lick and suck each of my nipples. Before I knew it, she kissed my slit and pushed her tongue between my lips, right under the clit and moved it in and out. That was unlike anything I had ever felt before and I think she knew it. I scooped her hair into a ponytail like she had did to me and moaned into the stream of water as she sped her attack and pounded her tongue with force in and out. I lost count as to exactly how long it took, but I started cumming way sooner than I wanted too. I nearly cried as my body exploded around her tongue and the orgasm surged through my body with force. Jerking, squirming and moaning loudly as I came down and gave her my girl-cum. Which she greedily licked up. We began kissing again a little while after she cleaned me up and I tasted my cum on another girls lips for the first time. Let me tell ya that can be an addictive flavor.
Anyway, that was a night we'll both never forget. It began a great friendship/love affair that still exists today. Although we never offcially dated openly or told our parents about what happened. We spent many, many nights in each other's arms and still do on occasion. Safe to say we sorta knew a relationship between us would probably not work, but being lovers on the side is almost perfect. No strings attached.
I'll bet ya didn't know this last bit of info either, myself and Elise weren't the only girl lovers in the U.S. Gymnastics program. Maybe I'll tell that story sometime down the road. I think you'd like it. So anyway, check out my site at www.VanessasCorner.com and I'll talk to ya later.
To be Continued...
Please continue the story, it was amazing. I think guys love female gymnastics because of the beautiful girls that perform. I would love to hear more about the things that took place behind the scenes. The story is awesome, I could prolly read 20 more chapters in one sitting. I hope you continue soon. Awesome story.
Jayel Wrote this:
refreshingly sexy mmmmmmmm
Marcus D Wrote this:
Vert-man, I've read your stories as well as many others. Very few stories compels me to write the author, though a vast number are very well written.
I read gymnastic girls, went to the website mentioned at the end. One of the dot wmv files in the collage area shows Vanessa giving a team mate a prolonged hug. Shit happens, young girls are very emotional and physical people. The story
reads very well, but somehow after reading this story I no longer have the feeling Vert-Man is male. No story I've ever read in Mr. Doubles site ever mentions a url that actually works. Is Vert-Man Vanessa's pen-name?
That would be so fucking cool. I've lusted after those cute gymnasts for eons. Your answer I hope you'll give me could provide enough fantasies for the next hundred years. Or at least never miss a televised gynastics competition again.