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The Virgin Chronicles - 3
by Netman169 (netman169@yahoo.com)

***

These stories are a series of accounts of young girls, 
losing their virginity and discovering the world of sex. 
In Part 3, Gina is a thirteen-year old, gymnast who gets 
more than she expected after teasing her coach. (Mf, 
ped, 1st, oral)

*** 

Part 3 - Gymnast Gina

My name is Gina. At the time of this story I was 
thirteen-years old, and in eighth grade. I was 4 feet, 4 
inches tall. I had brown hair, which I wore in a 
ponytail, and a slim gymnast's body.

I was a pretty good gymnast, so good in fact that I took 
private lessons each Saturday. My coach was a twenty 
three-year old former Olympian named Josh. As with any 
athlete of that caliber, his body was fit and muscular. 

My practice uniform was a black leotard, or leo, as I 
like to call it. I usually changed in and out of it in 
the gym locker room. Josh was usually shirtless, showing 
off his muscles and wore short, loose, nylon track 
shorts. 

As a coach, Josh was a demanding perfectionist. He acted 
like he was training an Olympian. 

As for me, I was only in it for the fun and yes, I 
enjoyed seeing Josh each week.

There was something else you need to know about me. Even 
though I was only thirteen, and had not yet started 
puberty, yet I was obsessively curious about sex. Ever 
since I discovered sex on the Internet, I couldn't seem 
to get enough of looking up information, pictures, and 
stories. Don't misunderstand me, I wasn't ready to have 
sex, I just wanted to explore everything about it, 
especially how a girl could excite a boy.

I figured I would get a chance to pursue these 
curiosities each Saturday. My first goal was to get Josh 
to notice me, not just as athlete, but also as a girl.

Now I always thought I had three things going against 
me. I had a straight body with a flat chest, no breasts 
at all. I had a bald pussy, merely a slit with no hair 
at all. And I was young, only thirteen, and I had not 
even started my periods yet.

The Internet changed my self-concept. I found dozens of 
sites dedicated to men who like flat-chested women. 
There are even more sites about shaved pussies. And as 
far as little girls go, there are hundreds of sites 
featuring young teens, even though all but the teen 
model sites were blocked.

I decided to see if I could get Josh to notice me. 

At practice time I entered the gym wearing my leo as 
usual. Josh was working out on the rings when I went 
over to the warm-up mat. I had my back towards him. I 
wanted to do something before he came over to me. I 
reached into my duffle bag and pulled out an ice pack I 
had brought. I rubbed it against each of my flat 
breasts. This caused the nipples to stand up and poke 
through the thin top of my leo. The areolas also became 
somewhat visible.

As Josh came over ready to supervise my workout, I 
noticed him hesitating for a moment as if unable to 
concentrate. His eyes seemed to keep going down to my 
chest. I went about my warm-up as if nothing was 
different; satisfied that he was beginning to notice me.

As we went over to the uneven bars, I decided to take 
things to the next level. My routine on the bars 
involved a lot of leg spreads. When Josh was in front of 
me adjusting the apparatus, I took a water spray bottle 
and misted the crotch of my leo. I then pushed the 
fabric as far into my slit as I could, forming a very 
distinct cameltoe. I also iced my nipples again.

Then I went over and started my practice. When it came 
to the splits segment, I knew I had his attention. He 
seemed to stop shouting instructions and merely 
stuttered something inaudible. The more I spread, the 
more distracted he seemed to get. He must have enjoyed 
the sight of my thirteen-year old cameltoe, for he had 
me repeat only the leg-spreading segment, multiple 
times.

When practice ended, I went into the locker room and 
changed out of my leo. I noticed a distinct pungent yet 
sweet odor coming from the crotch. I figured I better 
wash it as soon as I got home.

***

I spent the week, trying to figure out what to do next. 
Checking the stories on the Internet, it seemed that a 
key to getting a man to notice a girl was physical 
contact. In the stories girls used almost any excuse to 
get men to brush against or feel them. I figured that 
shouldn't be a big problem, since Josh often touched me 
when positioning my body for stunts. I just had to step 
it up a notch.

Back at the gym in my leo, I decided the high beam would 
be my best option for fulfilling this phase. With Josh 
spotting me, I started walking across the beam. Then on 
purpose I stumbled, falling into his arms. Instead of a 
quick release, I lingered there, pressing my body 
against him for a moment. Almost immediately, he 
released me and lifted me back to the bar. Then I did it 
again, with the same results. On the third time he 
seemed to hold me a little longer, as if liking the feel 
of my lithe young body against his.

Back on the beam, I decided to try something else. I 
went to stand on my tiptoes but didn't go all the way 
up.

I heard him shout, "Extend your body! Raise your butt 
up!"

When I didn't comply, he leaned forward, placed his 
hands on my buttocks, and pushed upward. Of course I 
didn't stay that way, and he had to repeat pushing on my 
butt. After a while he just kept his hands there until I 
was done.   

Finally I was at the leg-raising portion of my routine. 
I didn't raise it nearly as high as I could have. In 
frustration Josh placed his hand on the inside of my 
thigh and pushed upward. As he did, his palm brushed 
against my cloth-covered pussy. The feeling was amazing, 
but he quickly moved it away. I did the same with my 
other leg and he raised it the same way. This time his 
hand seemed to linger longer and press harder against my 
pussy. 

That caused my knees to weaken and I again fell forward. 
This time Josh also fell, landing on his back as I fell 
on top straddling his pelvis. Being weak from the fall 
and the workout, we stayed locked together in that 
position until we could catch our breath. While on top I 
felt the stiff penis inside his shorts poking against 
the fabric of my crotch. It felt so good I didn't want 
to get up but Josh took the lead and we both stood.

"I-I think that's all for today," he stuttered, "I need 
to work on some routines myself."

Not wanting this to end, I spoke up. "Mind if I stick 
around and spot you? I don't have anything else to do 
today."

"Sure," he said, "come on over to the rings."

I stood below, as Josh boosted himself up. From that 
position, I could see right up his loose shorts. He 
wasn't wearing any underwear and I could see his penis 
clearly. It had gotten smaller since I was on top of him 
but it was still quite large. I knew this from the ones 
I had seen on the Internet.

It was so large, in fact, that the tip almost came out 
the bottom of his shorts. 

"Can you reach up, and give me a boost? I want to try a 
somersault." he said. 

I readily complied and reached my arms upward to his 
butt. When I did, my hands slid forward and I brushed 
the front of his shorts, getting a nice feel of his 
penis.

It was sooo exciting. I reached up to guide him again 
and this time my hand went inside his shorts leg and 
touched his bare penis. He didn't seem to react, so I 
decided to get bolder.

On the next push, I literally wrapped my hand around his 
shaft and gave a firm squeeze. This time he noticed and 
let go of the rings. Luckily he landed on his feet.

'Well, um... um..." he stuttered, "I think that's all 
for today." We both left the gym.

***

I did a lot of Internet research, over the next week. It 
all led me to one conclusion. Men are really stimulated 
by the sight of the naked female pussy. I decided to use 
what little I had to see if I could interest Josh.

My plan took some preparation. I took my leo, turned it 
inside out, and located the crotch. Using a small 
scissors, I meticulously cut every other thread along 
the line that would cover my slit, weakening but not 
tearing the area. I turned it back and could not see any 
damage. Hopefully it would rip when I exerted enough 
pressure on it.

When Saturday came, I put on the weakened leotard and 
entered the gym. Josh was standing by as I did my warm-
ups.

It was then time to work on my floor routine. It 
involved some jumping, prancing, and finally a series of 
leg splits, with me on my back.

Josh was right next to me the whole time. When it came 
to the leg spreads, Josh got right down in front of me 
to critique my form.

I spread half way, then three quarters and finally 
during the full spread it happened. I heard a rip below 
and felt a cool breeze on my pussy.

The leo had ripped in just the right spot, leaving my 
bare slit splayed open right in front of Josh's eyes. 

We both stayed frozen in time for a moment at which time 
I expected Josh to turn away and make some excuse to 
move on, as he had done before.

Instead he stared at me closely. He must have been one 
of those men who liked little girl thin, hairless pussy 
lips.

Then Josh spoke. "Do you know what happens to little 
teases?" he asked.

I just shrugged my shoulders.

"Well they often get a lot more than they asked for!" he 
exclaimed. 

With that Josh came forward and put his mouth squarely 
on my exposed pussy. I gasped at the shock but it felt 
so good, I didn't pull away. He ran his tongue up and 
down my slit, pushing it between my inner lips. At one 
point I felt his tongue at my vaginal entrance, drinking 
the juices. 

He then moved upward to what I learned from the Internet 
was my clitoris. It was supposed to be the most 
sensitive part of a female. Boy were they EVER right. He 
licked and sucked at the same time and I started to get 
a weird feeling inside me. This must be the start of one 
of those orgasms they talked about. 

As he sucked and licked faster, my body lost control and 
started shaking all over. "Wow, my first orgasm," I 
thought. 

However, I didn't have much time to bask in the 
afterglow. I saw Josh, pull off his shorts and center 
his body over mine. I felt his penis, which appeared to 
be seven-inches long, poking at the entrance of my 
virgin vagina.

I was not really planning to have sex but was so turned 
on I couldn't stop. 

He pushed his penis into me, not saying anything. He 
bumped against my hymen, without saying anything. He 
plowed right through it, without saying anything. It 
seemed like he was tired of my teasing.

That was OK with me; I was dying to experience 
everything I read about on the Internet. He started to 
pump in and out, slowly at first and then with ever 
increasing speed. Josh's penis was so big inside my 
small thirteen-year old pussy that it rubbed against 
every part of it.

As he speeded up, I started to get that weird feeling 
back down inside me and soon my insides were expanding 
and contracting again. This must have caused him to cum, 
for I felt stream upon stream of hot semen pulsing into 
my vaginal canal.

As he pulled out, a steady river of semen flowed out of 
my pussy, forming a pool on the mat below.

"Are you happy, did you get what you wanted?" Josh 
asked.

"Well, there are many more things I saw on the Internet, 
I would like to try." I said. "You know I'm not really 
ever going to be a competitive gymnast."

Josh agreed but suggested I keep up my practice 
schedule, so that I could pursue my new interests.

We got together each Saturday and had sex on every piece 
of equipment in the gym. Using my Internet knowledge, we 
did things even Josh didn't know about.

When the competition rolled around, I had to feign an 
injury so my parents wouldn't know I hadn't learned 
anything. Soon afterward, my parents made me quit 
gymnastics and I had to stop seeing Josh.

It was no problem, however. There were plenty of boys at 
my middle school who were more than willing to help me 
explore what I discovered on the World Wide Web...

More stories to come...

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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