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One of the side benefits for a guy (and probably for girls too) going to a swimming pool is that you get to ogle members of the opposite sex. You can also work out too, but I have to admit ogling females wearing tight, body hugging swimwear is one of my considerations when picking the best time to go. You don't want to go to an all-guys slot or an OAP session, for example. Fair enough if all you want to do is swim, but if you want to swim AND check out the ladies, you need to pick your session carefully.
In my third year at university, us students had unlimited access to the university sports facilities - these were also open to the public for the abovementioned sessions, and trial and error (a lot of error actually) let me work out the best time to go. Wednesday afternoons in fact were always left free from lectures for intramural sports - universities from all over the country would travel to each other and carry out sporting fixtures, much like the professional sporting events. However as there were no lectures, it meant that there were a good few students using the pool.
The pool was divided in half lengthwise and had competition style lane markers and a one way system so that people who wanted to do lengths could do so, and the other half was completely open so people who wanted to freestyle had a bit more flexibility. I was hanging out at the end of the freestyle section, resting against the central dividing marker and watching the swimmers go by, and I'd picked quite a good session, no end of young, athletic looking students wearing one pieces and bikinis stretched over their bodies going by.
I tried to not be too obvious, but it was hard not to look for too long. I got a few glances and eye contact, but mostly they were just getting on with it. About half an hour later, one of the girls I'd been watching doing lengths had switched to the freestyle section and looked to be taking a breather at the wall about a third of the way down from me, she was gripping the edge of the pool and letting herself float on the top of the water. She was wearing a light blue one piece that was really flattering to her figure, leaving little to the imagination as to what was underneath and making it very hard not to admire the view.
Oops. I looked a little too long. She tilted her head in my direction and saw me staring right at her. She let go of the edge and her body sunk below the surface and she swam off to the far end of the pool. She stopped at the wall and turned to look at me again. I turned away quickly and pretended to focus on the swimmers doing lengths to my right. A short while later I became aware of a person next to me when they spoke. "I've noticed you watching me..."
Trying to brazen it out I said "I'm just here to relax and unwind and you can't help but watch what's going on around you". We got chatting, her name was Laura and she was in the second year of a primary education teacher training course. She complained about how almost all of the people in her lectures were girls and how difficult it was to meet guys in lectures. "Is that why you come to the pool?" I asked? "Not really", she said "but I'm always open to meeting new people... plus you get to watch guys swim which is always nice.
"So, have you been watching me long?" she asked. "I've just been relaxing while watching everybody swimming" I replied. "But I've seen you watching me a lot" she said. "Do you like what you see then?" Without waiting for a reply, she bobbed her head under the water. "Take that as a yes then" she said after she resurfaced.
At first I'd been going to the pool sessions wearing baggy beach type shorts which hung down almost to my knees. Firstly for comfort reasons and secondly for discretion - if you end up looking at girls in swimwear for too long you end up with a boner that's difficult to hide in Speedos. Unfortunately I was called on it by a lifeguard after a couple of sessions who pointed me to the seventh item on the rule board 'No shorts' and pointed me in the direction of the pool shop where I was hustled to buy some more appropriate swimwear...
Unfortunately there's no hiding the erection that you get when talking to a gorgeous hottie, especially when the water at the shallow end is just enough that an average height female has most of her top out of the water and you can't help but glance occasionally at the wet fabric pulled tight over her breasts, even being able to make out the contour of her nipples, no matter how much you try to keep your eyes fixed on her face. Of course she noticed. If there's one thing girls notice when you are talking to them it's that momentary movement of your eyes downwards to their chest, no matter how briefly. "Do you like them?" she added, with a wink.
They weren't absolutely huge, but they were a pretty good shape and the one piece she was wearing was very flattering, and with the water and the swimsuit holding them in exactly the right place it would have been innappropriate to try and play down her assets, especially as she was clearly fishing for a compliment. But her drawing attention to them only turned me on even more...
Attempting to hide my arousal from other swimmers nearby, I turned to face the wall and gripped the top of the pool overflow channel with one hand and kicked back so I was floating face down. She did the same. Next to me I felt the jet of one of the pool's inlet jets, pumping water in to keep the pool water circulating. She moved closer to me and seemed surprised to find herself in front of the water jet. I noticed her eyes widen a little in surprise and she looked down. "I've heard girls like those" I added with a wink.
She looked embarrassed momentarily, and said "What do you mean"? "Pool water jets" I said. "Come on, you've never tried it"? She laughed. "I'm not about to tell you that!" she said. "Take that as a yes then" I said, grinning. "How about yourself then?" she asked. I said "It's not the same for a guy" and added "It's purely for relaxing, lying back and feeling the jets wash over you is great, but not for anything sexual".
"I know your having sexual thoughts now though" she said. With a knowing glance downwards she added "you can't hide it". Back at you, I thought. "I could say the same about you", I replied. She looked confused "What do you mean?" I glanced downwards, her eyes followed mine and she suddenly realised her nipples were standing out through her costume. She immediately ducked lower so only her head was visible "This water's cold!" she laughed. "Admit it, you're turned on", I told her. "Well, maybe a little", she said. "How much is a little?" I asked.
She turned away "I can't believe I'm talking about this with a guy I just met. Quite a lot actually. " And then "I do like the water jets. You just have to be discreet about it in a swimming pool, but it turns me on to be doing that when there are other people around. I was actually almost finished when I saw you watching me so I had to break it off..." "Don't stop on my account", I said. "There's one right here, motioning to the water jet that was rushing between us." I've got an idea for something better," she said with a glint in her eye. "Come on..." and she started heading off to the deep end.
She stopped when she got to the corner. "Okay, now what?" I asked. She reached out and touched me. She leaned forward and whispered in my ear. "I want it." I was aware of swimmers splashing the water no more than a few metres behind me. "But what if someone sees?" "Don't worry, we'll be discreet", she breathed. "I've not got a condom," I said.
Actually, this wasn't strictly true. I had two in my jacket pocket that I keep with me should the need arise, plus I'd noticed the men's pool changing room had a machine that sold them. I was just starting to wonder about the logistics of getting out of the pool with a massive hard on impossible to hide in Speedo trunks, applying condom to said hard on and returning with hard on plus condom to the pool when she said "Don't worry about it, I'm safe". All resistance on my part ceased, and she must have seen it in my eyes as she smiled whilst freeing my cock from the Speedos and pulling me closer to her. I felt it brush against the crotch of her swimsuit momentarily before she deftly pulled it to one side and guided it inside her.
"We'll have to be quick, I said", sure that any moment a lifeguard was going to grab me and throw me out of the pool. "Don't worry about it" she said, "just relax and enjoy this..." I started to thrust in and out of her but she whispered "Don't move like that. Someone will see us. Keep still and let me do everything." She closed her eyes and I was wondering what was coming next. Then I felt it. Her pussy momentarily tightened and relaxed. And then again. She wiggled her hips. She opened her eyes "Like that?" she breathed. I nodded in the affirmative.
She closed her eyes again and once more I felt her internal muscles rippling around my erection. She opened her eyes and asked me if I was close. I told her to keep doing what she was doing. She closed her eyes again, obviously concentrating hard. As she was clenched around me she looked into my eyes and said "You can pull out when you cum if you want but it's probably better if you don't as you'll make a mess in the pool. Besides, I'd prefer it if you didn't." I didn't need to hear any more. I looked deep into her eyes, concentrating on the twitching of her pussy when I knew I was at the point of no return. She knew it too, and instead of the regular clenching and relaxing, her rhythm changed to just tightness and her body started to shake as my climax triggered hers. With every shot of cum that jetted inside her, I felt her judder against me, strong at first but gradually subsiding to nothing.
I was sure that people were watching what we were up to, but I just didn't care. Neither it seemed did she. Her eyes stayed closed and it seemed like an eternity had passed until she opened them again. I looked around. If people were aware of what had just happened, they didn't show it, just the noise of people splashing and the strange echoes of people's voices travelling over the water. She looked embarrassed again, but then I realised she was probably just flushed from what had just happened. I was still inside her and I felt my erection subsiding. She moved slightly and I felt myself slip out of her. I quickly bundled it back into my Speedos whilst she readjusted her swimsuit to cover herself. There didn't seem to be any evidence of what we had just done. We looked around again. No one was staring. I looked at the pool clock and realised that what we had done had passed in a matter of just minutes...
She didn't say anything at first, and it seemed the situation was getting really awkward as the realisation of what she'd done hit her. I asked her if she was okay and she said she was, just that she'd not done anything like that before. I said "Surely you met guys before on student nights out?" and she said "Yeah, but I've usually drunk a lot more beforehand". And then she added "and before you ask, always with protection - just, well, it's a bit difficult to use those here underwater and I was kind of in the moment - I'm always thinking about it a lot and it's the ultimate turn on for me when a guy can finish there, you know?"
I told her how much I had enjoyed the experience and she said she had too, but she had to go. She grabbed the rim and lifted herself up, then turned so she was sitting on the edge. She leaned over and said "I'll understand if you think of this as a one off, but if you fancy a repeat performance, wait for me outside and I'll give you my number before I leave. Don't worry, I'll take my time, I've got to clean up a bit." Then she turned and headed to the ladies changing rooms without looking back.
Didn't need much of a hint, I was out soon after and quickly soaped and showered the chlorine away before I stripped off my swimwear and toweled myself down. Wet gear was wrapped in the towel and stuffed into the carrier bag in my rucksack before I was dressed and through the door. I sat in the lobby area. Five minutes had elapsed since I'd gotten out of the pool and she wasn't there, so I decided to wait around a bit. Fifteen minutes later she appeared, I almost didn't recognise her whilst dressed in street clothes and with dried hair, but she saw me and came right over. She wrote her number on a piece of paper and said "text me" before heading out to the street.
We arranged to meet up a couple of days later and I ended up back at her digs. Second years didn't get university accomodation, but had to rent privately. I noticed the landlord had only provided a single bed, but it didn't matter, she put down her bag without a word and started stripping off her clothes. I watched until she was completely naked and then she lay back on her bed with me staring at her. I remembered how her nipples got hard when she was aroused, and here they were standing out like bullets. "What are you waiting for?" she asked, reminding me that I was still fully clothed. Not for much longer though, and soon I joined her on the bed. I felt her, she was ready. She spread her legs for me but instead of penetrating her, I buried my head between her legs.
It wasn't long before I felt her body start to shudder, and then as it subsided, she looked at me and pulled me on top of her. Just like in the pool, she took me in hand and guided me inside of her, and just like in the pool I could feel her squeezing, but without dozens of people watching, I was able to thrust in and out of her. It made a difference for her too, she was not shy about letting me know how much she was enjoying it, although I was worried about her housemates hearing her moans. Single bed as it was, at least it didn't squeak or move under the motion of our bodies. I felt I was starting to cum, so I pulled out of her a little and slowed down some, instead of thrusting quickly, I started thrusting more deeply. She wrapped her legs around me and I built up a rhythm, trying to sync my downstroke with her upstroke. Eventually it was too much for her and I felt the waves of pleasure bursting over her. She looked at me and said "You do remember I like it when you don't pull out, right?"
I kept thrusting as she lifted herself against me, visualising my hot rod sliding in and out of her tight wet hole. I'd not been able to see it at the pool, and I couldn't see it in the position we were in, but I'd made sure I got a good eyeful of it as I was licking her, I remember how wet and ready and welcoming it looked as it waited for my tongue, my fingers parting her lips to see that tiny entrance to her wetness that looked so impossibly tight to even take my little finger at first but had taken me so effortlessly and was now was clenched tightly around me.
I closed my eyes and somehow found myself remembering a video clip I'd seen once, scientists had placed a tiny camera inside the pussy of a woman just before she had sex in order to record the moment of ejaculation, you could see the guy's cock thrusting and then the whiteness appear at the tip before it spurted out inside her. I closed my eyes and visualised my hot wetness spurting inside her. Her pussy tightened suddenly. I guess she could tell from the change in the rhythm. "Are you cumming?" she asked. I was just about able to nod, as I was right at the point where I was going to blow. "Just... just do it" she whispered. That set me over the edge. I thrust myself in hard, and just felt myself emptying out inside her.
I don't think it made her cum, but she did close her eyes and let out a deep sigh and afterwards just laid there with me on top of her and inside her for a few minutes. As I got softer, I felt myself flop out of her, and then the unmistakable feeling of something wet flowing down her legs. She reached to her nightstand for a Kleenex box and pushed a wad between her legs and then rolled off the bed "Gotta go shower". She was back in about ten minutes but she wouldn't let me stay over as she couldn't sleep with two people in a single bed and she had to get a lot of stuff ready for her school placement starting after the weekend.
We fucked on and off for a few times after that, but our different schedules - primary teachers don't have a lot of free time it seems - clashed quite a bit and she didn't even get Wednesday afternoons off anymore. Still went to the pool to watch girls though but never did have any luck again like I did with Laura and I often remember what we did that Wednesday afternoon in 2006...
One of the side benefits for a guy (and probably for girls too) going to a swimming pool is that you get to ogle members of the opposite sex. You can also work out too, but I have to admit ogling females wearing tight, body hugging swimwear is one of my considerations when picking the best time to go. You don't want to go to an all-guys slot or an OAP session, for example. Fair enough if all you want to do is swim, but if you want to swim AND check out the ladies, you need to pick your session carefully.
In my third year at university, us students had unlimited access to the university sports facilities - these were also open to the public for the abovementioned sessions, and trial and error (a lot of error actually) let me work out the best time to go. Wednesday afternoons in fact were always left free from lectures for intramural sports - universities from all over the country would travel to each other and carry out sporting fixtures, much like the professional sporting events. However as there were no lectures, it meant that there were a good few students using the pool.
The pool was divided in half lengthwise and had competition style lane markers and a one way system so that people who wanted to do lengths could do so, and the other half was completely open so people who wanted to freestyle had a bit more flexibility. I was hanging out at the end of the freestyle section, resting against the central dividing marker and watching the swimmers go by, and I'd picked quite a good session, no end of young, athletic looking students wearing one pieces and bikinis stretched over their bodies going by.
I tried to not be too obvious, but it was hard not to look for too long. I got a few glances and eye contact, but mostly they were just getting on with it. About half an hour later, one of the girls I'd been watching doing lengths had switched to the freestyle section and looked to be taking a breather at the wall about a third of the way down from me, she was gripping the edge of the pool and letting herself float on the top of the water. She was wearing a light blue one piece that was really flattering to her figure, leaving little to the imagination as to what was underneath and making it very hard not to admire the view.
Oops. I looked a little too long. She tilted her head in my direction and saw me staring right at her. She let go of the edge and her body sunk below the surface and she swam off to the far end of the pool. She stopped at the wall and turned to look at me again. I turned away quickly and pretended to focus on the swimmers doing lengths to my right. A short while later I became aware of a person next to me when they spoke. "I've noticed you watching me..."
Trying to brazen it out I said "I'm just here to relax and unwind and you can't help but watch what's going on around you". We got chatting, her name was Laura and she was in the second year of a primary education teacher training course. She complained about how almost all of the people in her lectures were girls and how difficult it was to meet guys in lectures. "Is that why you come to the pool?" I asked? "Not really", she said "but I'm always open to meeting new people... plus you get to watch guys swim which is always nice.
"So, have you been watching me long?" she asked. "I've just been relaxing while watching everybody swimming" I replied. "But I've seen you watching me a lot" she said. "Do you like what you see then?" Without waiting for a reply, she bobbed her head under the water. "Take that as a yes then" she said after she resurfaced.
At first I'd been going to the pool sessions wearing baggy beach type shorts which hung down almost to my knees. Firstly for comfort reasons and secondly for discretion - if you end up looking at girls in swimwear for too long you end up with a boner that's difficult to hide in Speedos. Unfortunately I was called on it by a lifeguard after a couple of sessions who pointed me to the seventh item on the rule board 'No shorts' and pointed me in the direction of the pool shop where I was hustled to buy some more appropriate swimwear...
Unfortunately there's no hiding the erection that you get when talking to a gorgeous hottie, especially when the water at the shallow end is just enough that an average height female has most of her top out of the water and you can't help but glance occasionally at the wet fabric pulled tight over her breasts, even being able to make out the contour of her nipples, no matter how much you try to keep your eyes fixed on her face. Of course she noticed. If there's one thing girls notice when you are talking to them it's that momentary movement of your eyes downwards to their chest, no matter how briefly. "Do you like them?" she added, with a wink.
They weren't absolutely huge, but they were a pretty good shape and the one piece she was wearing was very flattering, and with the water and the swimsuit holding them in exactly the right place it would have been innappropriate to try and play down her assets, especially as she was clearly fishing for a compliment. But her drawing attention to them only turned me on even more...
Attempting to hide my arousal from other swimmers nearby, I turned to face the wall and gripped the top of the pool overflow channel with one hand and kicked back so I was floating face down. She did the same. Next to me I felt the jet of one of the pool's inlet jets, pumping water in to keep the pool water circulating. She moved closer to me and seemed surprised to find herself in front of the water jet. I noticed her eyes widen a little in surprise and she looked down. "I've heard girls like those" I added with a wink.
She looked embarrassed momentarily, and said "What do you mean"? "Pool water jets" I said. "Come on, you've never tried it"? She laughed. "I'm not about to tell you that!" she said. "Take that as a yes then" I said, grinning. "How about yourself then?" she asked. I said "It's not the same for a guy" and added "It's purely for relaxing, lying back and feeling the jets wash over you is great, but not for anything sexual".
"I know your having sexual thoughts now though" she said. With a knowing glance downwards she added "you can't hide it". Back at you, I thought. "I could say the same about you", I replied. She looked confused "What do you mean?" I glanced downwards, her eyes followed mine and she suddenly realised her nipples were standing out through her costume. She immediately ducked lower so only her head was visible "This water's cold!" she laughed. "Admit it, you're turned on", I told her. "Well, maybe a little", she said. "How much is a little?" I asked.
She turned away "I can't believe I'm talking about this with a guy I just met. Quite a lot actually. " And then "I do like the water jets. You just have to be discreet about it in a swimming pool, but it turns me on to be doing that when there are other people around. I was actually almost finished when I saw you watching me so I had to break it off..." "Don't stop on my account", I said. "There's one right here, motioning to the water jet that was rushing between us." I've got an idea for something better," she said with a glint in her eye. "Come on..." and she started heading off to the deep end.
She stopped when she got to the corner. "Okay, now what?" I asked. She reached out and touched me. She leaned forward and whispered in my ear. "I want it." I was aware of swimmers splashing the water no more than a few metres behind me. "But what if someone sees?" "Don't worry, we'll be discreet", she breathed. "I've not got a condom," I said.
Actually, this wasn't strictly true. I had two in my jacket pocket that I keep with me should the need arise, plus I'd noticed the men's pool changing room had a machine that sold them. I was just starting to wonder about the logistics of getting out of the pool with a massive hard on impossible to hide in Speedo trunks, applying condom to said hard on and returning with hard on plus condom to the pool when she said "Don't worry about it, I'm safe". All resistance on my part ceased, and she must have seen it in my eyes as she smiled whilst freeing my cock from the Speedos and pulling me closer to her. I felt it brush against the crotch of her swimsuit momentarily before she deftly pulled it to one side and guided it inside her.
"We'll have to be quick, I said", sure that any moment a lifeguard was going to grab me and throw me out of the pool. "Don't worry about it" she said, "just relax and enjoy this..." I started to thrust in and out of her but she whispered "Don't move like that. Someone will see us. Keep still and let me do everything." She closed her eyes and I was wondering what was coming next. Then I felt it. Her pussy momentarily tightened and relaxed. And then again. She wiggled her hips. She opened her eyes "Like that?" she breathed. I nodded in the affirmative.
She closed her eyes again and once more I felt her internal muscles rippling around my erection. She opened her eyes and asked me if I was close. I told her to keep doing what she was doing. She closed her eyes again, obviously concentrating hard. As she was clenched around me she looked into my eyes and said "You can pull out when you cum if you want but it's probably better if you don't as you'll make a mess in the pool. Besides, I'd prefer it if you didn't." I didn't need to hear any more. I looked deep into her eyes, concentrating on the twitching of her pussy when I knew I was at the point of no return. She knew it too, and instead of the regular clenching and relaxing, her rhythm changed to just tightness and her body started to shake as my climax triggered hers. With every shot of cum that jetted inside her, I felt her judder against me, strong at first but gradually subsiding to nothing.
I was sure that people were watching what we were up to, but I just didn't care. Neither it seemed did she. Her eyes stayed closed and it seemed like an eternity had passed until she opened them again. I looked around. If people were aware of what had just happened, they didn't show it, just the noise of people splashing and the strange echoes of people's voices travelling over the water. She looked embarrassed again, but then I realised she was probably just flushed from what had just happened. I was still inside her and I felt my erection subsiding. She moved slightly and I felt myself slip out of her. I quickly bundled it back into my Speedos whilst she readjusted her swimsuit to cover herself. There didn't seem to be any evidence of what we had just done. We looked around again. No one was staring. I looked at the pool clock and realised that what we had done had passed in a matter of just minutes...
She didn't say anything at first, and it seemed the situation was getting really awkward as the realisation of what she'd done hit her. I asked her if she was okay and she said she was, just that she'd not done anything like that before. I said "Surely you met guys before on student nights out?" and she said "Yeah, but I've usually drunk a lot more beforehand". And then she added "and before you ask, always with protection - just, well, it's a bit difficult to use those here underwater and I was kind of in the moment - I'm always thinking about it a lot and it's the ultimate turn on for me when a guy can finish there, you know?"
I told her how much I had enjoyed the experience and she said she had too, but she had to go. She grabbed the rim and lifted herself up, then turned so she was sitting on the edge. She leaned over and said "I'll understand if you think of this as a one off, but if you fancy a repeat performance, wait for me outside and I'll give you my number before I leave. Don't worry, I'll take my time, I've got to clean up a bit." Then she turned and headed to the ladies changing rooms without looking back.
Didn't need much of a hint, I was out soon after and quickly soaped and showered the chlorine away before I stripped off my swimwear and toweled myself down. Wet gear was wrapped in the towel and stuffed into the carrier bag in my rucksack before I was dressed and through the door. I sat in the lobby area. Five minutes had elapsed since I'd gotten out of the pool and she wasn't there, so I decided to wait around a bit. Fifteen minutes later she appeared, I almost didn't recognise her whilst dressed in street clothes and with dried hair, but she saw me and came right over. She wrote her number on a piece of paper and said "text me" before heading out to the street.
We arranged to meet up a couple of days later and I ended up back at her digs. Second years didn't get university accomodation, but had to rent privately. I noticed the landlord had only provided a single bed, but it didn't matter, she put down her bag without a word and started stripping off her clothes. I watched until she was completely naked and then she lay back on her bed with me staring at her. I remembered how her nipples got hard when she was aroused, and here they were standing out like bullets. "What are you waiting for?" she asked, reminding me that I was still fully clothed. Not for much longer though, and soon I joined her on the bed. I felt her, she was ready. She spread her legs for me but instead of penetrating her, I buried my head between her legs.
It wasn't long before I felt her body start to shudder, and then as it subsided, she looked at me and pulled me on top of her. Just like in the pool, she took me in hand and guided me inside of her, and just like in the pool I could feel her squeezing, but without dozens of people watching, I was able to thrust in and out of her. It made a difference for her too, she was not shy about letting me know how much she was enjoying it, although I was worried about her housemates hearing her moans. Single bed as it was, at least it didn't squeak or move under the motion of our bodies. I felt I was starting to cum, so I pulled out of her a little and slowed down some, instead of thrusting quickly, I started thrusting more deeply. She wrapped her legs around me and I built up a rhythm, trying to sync my downstroke with her upstroke. Eventually it was too much for her and I felt the waves of pleasure bursting over her. She looked at me and said "You do remember I like it when you don't pull out, right?"
I kept thrusting as she lifted herself against me, visualising my hot rod sliding in and out of her tight wet hole. I'd not been able to see it at the pool, and I couldn't see it in the position we were in, but I'd made sure I got a good eyeful of it as I was licking her, I remember how wet and ready and welcoming it looked as it waited for my tongue, my fingers parting her lips to see that tiny entrance to her wetness that looked so impossibly tight to even take my little finger at first but had taken me so effortlessly and was now was clenched tightly around me.
I closed my eyes and somehow found myself remembering a video clip I'd seen once, scientists had placed a tiny camera inside the pussy of a woman just before she had sex in order to record the moment of ejaculation, you could see the guy's cock thrusting and then the whiteness appear at the tip before it spurted out inside her. I closed my eyes and visualised my hot wetness spurting inside her. Her pussy tightened suddenly. I guess she could tell from the change in the rhythm. "Are you cumming?" she asked. I was just about able to nod, as I was right at the point where I was going to blow. "Just... just do it" she whispered. That set me over the edge. I thrust myself in hard, and just felt myself emptying out inside her.
I don't think it made her cum, but she did close her eyes and let out a deep sigh and afterwards just laid there with me on top of her and inside her for a few minutes. As I got softer, I felt myself flop out of her, and then the unmistakable feeling of something wet flowing down her legs. She reached to her nightstand for a Kleenex box and pushed a wad between her legs and then rolled off the bed "Gotta go shower". She was back in about ten minutes but she wouldn't let me stay over as she couldn't sleep with two people in a single bed and she had to get a lot of stuff ready for her school placement starting after the weekend.
We fucked on and off for a few times after that, but our different schedules - primary teachers don't have a lot of free time it seems - clashed quite a bit and she didn't even get Wednesday afternoons off anymore. Still went to the pool to watch girls though but never did have any luck again like I did with Laura and I often remember what we did that Wednesday afternoon in 2006...
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