Message-ID: <18580eli$9901211937@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: lynduke@aol.com (LynDuke) Subject: RECTAL MASSAGE Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19981220011125.15550.00001932@ng136.aol.com> MY teacher Mrs. Tietz was a good looking woman, a widow who dated Mr Brown the shop teacher. “Mrs. Tietz may I please be allowed to go home. I feel awful. My stomach hurts real bad .” I the 14 year old whined. She took my hand and dragged me to see the nurse, who wasted no time taking my rectal temperature as I sat on all fours on the exam table, listening to sounds in my stomach with a stethoscope, and arriving at the conclusion that I simply needed a Fleets.“A what?” I asked.“A disposable prepared fizzy enema. Its nice. It feels good. Your tummy will stop hurting.” I felt embarrased. Only my mother had ever seen my bottom or given me an enema, and that was with the big red bag or the big bulb. The nurse had me strip from the waiste down. She inserted the enema into my rectal canal, and told me to wait at least 2 minutes before making the walk to the toilet. I got relief and was released back to Mrs. Tietz. I thanked the nurse and left. “So, feeling better are we?” teacher asked. “Yes, I just needed an enema .” I whispered. “Come and let me examine you." She sat down on a small stool.She began to feel my stomach like a doctor would. She had pulled my blouse up and my skirt down enough to expose my panties, then she pulled those down some. She felt all around my navel. and over my appendix. She felt the tiny hairs growing in the triangle between my legs. She hugged me to her and said, “Im glad youre better.” “Thanks, me too,” and I hugged her back, it seemed the polite thing to do. I held on to her while she was holding me tightly. She wrapped her arms around me, her hands fondling my butt cheeks, feeling my butt crack. I was still a bit oily from the ensy area. “Does this hurt?” I answered No, I was curious what would happen if we kept going. She stroked the outside of my pussy lips. I responded by widening my stance. Then her fingers went inside my labia--pussy lips, and massaged me there. One finger went up inside. “Let me see if you are starting your period, that could give you a tummy ache.” Her fingers came up out of my panties clean. Her desk was always immaculate, so it was easy to clear a space to lay me out on the desk top. She pulled blinds down and locked the door. Then pulled off my skirt and panties. “Do you like being examined?” I shook my head yes, speechless at this point. “What a lovely young girl”. She said. I had never felt more admired and appreciated, so I let her go on. She reached up under me and put a finger to my rectal opening. We were face to face. Tension mounted. Slowly it crept up inside my bottom, I felt my pussy get dripping wet and twitchy. She massaged and massaged my anal canal right til I stiffened with a hard orgasm. A look of satisfaction came to her face, her lips smiled down at me. She French kissed me and helped me dress. Then I was allowed to go on to lunch with the other students. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----