I decided to go swimming at the community recreation center yesterday,
mainly just to relax after a long day. I went into the men's locker room
and changed into my bathing suit. The showers felt good as I wet myself
down prior to going out on the pool deck.
I went out and got into the water. I was a little disappointed that the
water seemed cooler than normal and being an outdoor pool, it was breezy
that day. I swam laps for about an hour before crawling into a corner to
begin relaxing. I was all settled when I noticed a young lady, maybe 12
or 13, enter the pool area. She was wearing a bright green one-piece
bathing suit. It was a size or two too tight and I could clearly see the
shape of her cute butt. She was about 4 foot 6 inches with long wavy
dark hair. She seemed to be pretty shy, as she avoided interacting with
the others in the pool.
I glanced her way a few times over 20 minutes. The last time I looked
over at her, a man who appeared to be her father was stooped over the
edge of the pool talking to her. She was shivering as she talked to him
and soon he was going back to his chair to retrieve her towel and meet
her at the stairs as she got out. He put the large over-sized towel
around his daughter and began to vigorously rub her back, trying to warm
The man and his daughter walked past me on their way out of the pool
area. As they were passing, I overheard the father mentioning something
about taking a temperature. "Hmmm" I thought, sounds interesting.
After about 5 minutes, the wind was picking up and I was starting to get
cold now. Time to get out. I hopped out of the water and quickly walked
to the locker room. A quick warm shower and I was ready to get dressed.
I finished in the locker room and headed out into the parking lot to my
van. Without much thought, I unlocked the driver's door and jumped in.
As I was fumbling to get the key into the ignition, I looked down into
the car ahead of me. To my awe and amazement, I saw the girl with the
green bathing suit in the back seat of the car ahead of me, being placed
over her father's lap. It was enough to catch my attention, and I
watched as the events unfolded in front of my own eyes.
She wiggled her buttocks around some to get comfortable, only a mere 4
feet from my eyes. The father reached into a first-aid box, which was
setting next to him on the seat, and pulled out a thermometer case. He
unscrewed the top and pulled out the glass instrument, the silver tip
shining in the bright sunlight. It was a stubby bulb. He reached down
with his left hand and gracefully managed to pull her bathing suit away
on one side of her buttocks. With the material out of the way, he went
back with his hand to pry her buttocks apart, and into clear view, her
anal opening came. It was glistening and wet. No sooner did he have his
target, the thermometer tip was positioned and lowered deep into her
rectum. She seemed surprised by the feeling as I watched her buttocks
tighten firmly around the invading stem.
60 seconds passed, and he pulled the thermometer out as quickly as it
had gone in. He patted his daughter's buttocks once or twice and
replaced the bathing suit over the once exposed buttock. She was quick
to slide off his lap. I felt awkward at that moment and reached over to
slam my door shut, deliberately and loudly, hopefully to imply to them
that I have just got in! They both got out and went up to the front
seat, not even noticing me behind them, and drove off.
I was asked by Janet, who is a good friend of mine, if I wanted to come
and visit her at the gymnastics camp that she coaches for. I hadn't seen
her in awhile, so I arranged to meet her the next Saturday.
I arrived at about noon and went into the front entrance of the
building. I walked down the hall past a large gymnasium filled with
girls doing gymnastic routines. I noticed the sign at the end of the
hall that pointed to the left for classrooms and offices. I walked
through a set of double doors into another hallway. Off of this hallway
were what appeared to be administrative offices, followed by small
classrooms, one of which was filled with about 20 girls. The girls were
in the 6-10 age group and were all dressed in different color leotards.
Last but not least, I came to another office which had the name JANET
WALKER on the door. I walked through the doorway and saw her sitting at
her desk, she immediately got up and came over to hug me.
Janet and I spent the next hour or so on a tour of the facility. I was
impressed, this building had everything! It was equipped with a pool,
gymnasium, classrooms, and even full sleeping quarters. We ended up back
at her office again. We chatted about how things were going for each of
us, and exchanged memories of earlier get togethers.
As we were relaxing in her office, a girl about 9 years old wearing a
blue leotard came in. Janet greeted her "Hi Julie... What can I do for
you?" The little girl answered "It's Kristen... She's upstairs in her
bed not feeling very good"
My friend told Julie "Ok, go up and stay with her, I'll be right up"
Janet got up from the desk and walked over to a large cabinet, opened
the door and took out what looked like a large tackle box, except that
it had a red cross on the front. She motioned for me to follow her as
she headed out the door. I got up and quickly caught up to her in the
She ascended the stairway just down the hall from her door and went up
to the sleeping quarters. We entered the large room to find a girl about
7 years old laying on her stomach on her bed. She was wearing an olive
green body suit which fit her tightly - it was hard to ignore that the
fabric was wedged into the crack of her buttocks.
Janet walked over to her bed and sat down on the edge, then started to
rub the girl's back. "What's wrong Kristen?" she asked. Kristen moaned
and said "My stomach hurts!" My friend reached her hand up and felt
Kristen's forehead, then turned to me and said "She's definitely warm!"
Janet reached down to the ground and unsnapped the box, opening the
cover all the way. She reached into the front section and pulled out a
thermometer case, then into the bad section and pulled out a jar of
Vaseline. I could easily guess what was going to happen next. Janet
spoke reassuringly... "Kristen... I'm going to take your temperature
sweety... Let's get your body suit off."
Janet placed her fingers under the fabric at Kristen's shoulders, then
gently peeled back the clothing, first revealing Kristen's bare back,
and ending up with her laying only in her white bikini underwear.
Kristen didn't seem to object to the presence of a small audience (two
other girls had joined us to see what was wrong). Janet grabbed ahold of
Kristen's underwear and pulled them down and off. Kristen was now
completely naked laying on her bed. I couldn't help but notice how
muscular Kristen's buttocks and legs were.
Janet flipped the top off the Vaseline jar and took the thermometer out
of the case. Janet studied the thermometer for a moment, then shook it
down with several snaps of her wrist. Janet dipped just the bulb of the
thermometer into the Vaseline, then set the jar aside on the bed.
The 3 girls standing beside Kristen's bed seemed to take an interest in
this procedure as they all moved closer to watch.
Janet gently moved Kristen's legs apart, loosening up her buttocks a
little. Kristen wiggled her body and got comfortable. Janet rested her
hand on Kristen's buttocks and spread them good. Kristen's anal opening
was very relaxed and the pressure on her buttocks caused her hole to
open up to Janet.
Janet spoke slowly and calmly saying "Ok Kristen, I'm going to insert
the thermometer into you now, just relax..." as the bulb made contact
with her skin. Kristen's body spasmed as Janet guided the thermometer
deep into Kristen's rectum.
When Janet finished putting the thermometer in, she took her hand off
Kristen's buttocks and rubbed her back, up and down, then over her
buttocks. Kristen tightened her buttocks when Janet's hand brushed
We patiently waited 4 minutes, and Janet separated Kristen's buttocks to
remove the thermometer. She took it out slowly, then held it up to read
the scale. "101.4" she said.
Janet sat Kristen up and gave her some Tylenol "Here Kristen, this
should help you sleep..." I handed Kristen a small glass of water, which
she sipped on for a minute. We got up and Janet tucked her into bed.
I went camping last week with a group of friends and their families.
There were about 20 of us in all. We had 4 large campsites on the water,
each with a tent or two set up on it. The week was going well and we
were all having a good time, then on Thursday night everyone went down
by the water to sit by the campfire... Except me and my friend's 18 year
old daughter Rachel. She was sitting by herself in her family's tent. I
was reading a book in my tent about 10 feet away. The tents were set up
in the woods, which were about 125 feet up a hill, away from the water.
About 15 minutes after everyone had departed, Rachel "knocked" on my
tent. I unzipped the doorway, poked my head out, and seeing it was
Rachel, said "Hello Rachel, How are you?"
Rachel looked at me nervously and asked "Can I come in?"
I said "Sure" and moved the canvas out of the way. She crawled in and
sat on the blanket next to my sleeping bag.
"The noises out there are giving me the creeps... Can I stay with you
for awhile?" she said
I cheerfully told her "No problem, I was just reading this book... but
I'd rather talk with you than read it."
We exchanged some small-talk for about 10 minutes. Meanwhile, I started
to notice she was rocking her body back and forth and "grinding" her
buttocks into the ground. I asked "Is everything OK?"
Rachel looked up at me with an embarrassed look on her face, almost
surprised I had noticed her movements. Then she said "Well, this is
embarrassing... I have this itch!! and it's starting to get REALLY
I said to Rachel "Well, I have a cure for it... IF you're up to it!!"
"What?!?" she asked.
I said "This may be more embarrassing... Do you remember what it's like
to have your temperature taken in your butt?"
She calmly replied "No... Not really... What does that have to do with
I told her "It's a little trick I'll show you, if you want me to."
She said "I'll do almost anything to get rid of this itch" with a hint
I reached into my bag and pulled out a small white box with a red cross
on the cover (my mini first-aid kit), opened it up, and quickly located
my rectal thermometer and a vial of Vaseline.
She saw me retrieving and checking the thermometer, her eyes fixated on
the silvery bulb, and stated "You're not going to stick that up my ass
I replied "You want your itch to go away... Don't you?"
She thought about it for a second or two and then said "Yes......
I began to instruct her on what was to happen. I told her "It would be
best if you took off your pants and underwear. Why don't you hop into my
sleeping bag here in case someone comes back from the fire early."
Rachel crawled underneath the covers of my sleeping bag, and I soon saw
the arm motions indicative of clothes stripping...
Having completed that task, and soon to relieve the work of my
imagination, I told her to lie on her stomach, as I pulled back the top
two feet of the bag. Her perky white buttocks just finished bouncing as
she flopped back to the ground on her stomach.
I told her "Just relax... This won't hurt at all!!" As I squeezed a
small blob of Vaseline onto my fingers and allowed my left hand to dip
into her crack. Having gently spread her soft buttocks to where I could
clearly see her anal opening, I smeared some of the Vaseline onto her.
She tightened right up as I crossed her hole several times.
I told her "Ok, I'm going to go slow at first, then I'll speed up as you
get used to the rhythm." Having said that, I poked the bulb down into
the center of her tightly puckered asshole. Her buttocks clenched the
thermometer solidly, then relaxed again.
I started to pass the bulb of the thermometer back and forth through her
sphincter muscle, then gradually increased the speed, in and out, in and
out. I could hear her moaning softly into my pillow. I could see her
vagina was starting to get engorged and expand.
I was getting pretty excited myself when I noticed her breathing was
getting shallow and rapid. I pretended to feel her forehead... "Hmmm,
you feel warm... I'm just going to leave the thermometer in for a minute
and get a quick reading while it's in there..."
I took my hands off her buttocks and let them close around the stem as I
sat back a foot or two to admire the sight. A cute female body in my
sleeping bag getting her rectal temperature taken... Never thought THAT
was going to happen this week!!
One minute passed and I whipped the thermometer out to read it. I told
her that "It says one-hundred-point-five... You're getting excited with
this, aren't you?"
She said "Yah!! It feels good... Put it back in!!"
I did as she asked, gently pumping the bulb in and out of her. I must
have entered her asshole a hundred times, each withdrawal causing a
small, wet "popping" noise to come from her asshole.
She said "The itching is gone now... all it feels like is if you pushed
something warm into my rectum... It feels REALLY good!!"
Just then we both heard voices laughing in the distance and quickly
straightened up things. She jumped out of the sleeping bag and pulled
her clothes back on as I packed away the thermometer into my kit and put
it into my camp bag. She thanked me energetically and told me she'd call
me if she had that problem again.
When I got home on Saturday night, I started to unpack all my camping
gear. I opened up the mini first-aid kit and took the thermometer out of
the case. I noticed it was a little dirty and greasy. Without thinking,
I held it up to my nose... I could still smell her sweet odor on the
thermometer and I instantly flashed back to Thursday night.... I told
myself "I'll have to keep this one aside as a souvenir!!"