Swimming Lessons 2 Pool Party
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I sat in the lazy chair watching "Napoleon Dynamite" for the 107th time. I had his dance moves down from the end of the movie. I watched it at least once a day since school ended twenty-nine days ago.
Mom and Mrs. Julia Swanson, the next door neighbor, talked at the dining table. They were best friends ever since ten years ago when the Swansons moved in. I was only four then.
I was the older brother in our family. It took a while for Mom to get pregnant again so my little brother was only seven and my little sister just turned five. I was an incoming high school freshman.
The Swansons only had the one daughter, Taylor. She was seventeen, a senior this coming school year, and a cheerleader. She was one of the popular girls.
"That would be nice of you, Julia," Mom said, "but you don't need to do that."
"You want him to get out more..." Julia said.
My ears pricked up. Those were words Mom used on me all the time.
" ... I'm sure Taylor won't mind," Julia finished.
"They just haven't done much together since way back when Taylor started middle school."
"We're neighbors. You'd think they'd do a few things together. It'll be good for Taylor, too," her mom said. "She acts like a big shot who's too good for everybody. It'll help her remember the people around her. I really don't like how she behaves sometimes."
"I'm sure he'd have a fun time," my mom said. I saw her glance at me. I was now certain she was talking about me.
"Sure he would." Julia gestured at me. "We'll be gone but that will just let the teens be themselves."
"That's no problem. They're all good kids."
I paused Napoleon just as he put the time machine on his head.
"What am I going to have to do?" I asked.
"You don't have to do anything," Mom answered. "Taylor's having a swim party Saturday and we thought you'd like to go."
"I'll talk to Taylor," said Mrs. Swanson.
"Are you sure?" I asked. I knew Taylor thought of me as 'the nerd next door'. However, the idea of seeing Taylor and her friends in bikinis was appealing. I was willing to expose my scrawny body for the chance to see girls in swimsuits.
"Taylor won't care," her mom said.
I entered the backyard through the side gate. I carried my beach towel around my neck. My flip-flops slapped on the concrete.
I received everyone's attention when I appeared. There were five guys and five girls. The other four girls were Taylor's cheerleader friends. The guys were all boyfriends who were also all on the football team. Taylor turned her back when she saw me. Two girls, a brunette named Jenna and an Asian named Aiko laughed and pointed. What were they laughing at? Was there something wrong with my bright yellow swim trunks? I couldn't see anything wrong.
I approached Taylor. My eyes satiated on her exposed skin. I looked over her back and legs. I could see much of her very shapely ass that was partially covered by her bikini bottom.
"Hi, Taylor," I said.
The brunette turned back around. "Hi," she answered. She looked unhappy.
The guys came over.
"Going to signal the space aliens?" asked Tommy. He was the boyfriend of Lucy, one of two blonde girls. The other blonde girl was Marilyn. Tommy's remark set off a wave of laughter.
Taylor said snidely, "I just want you to know that if you don't want to stay very long, I'm okay with that."
"Oh," I said. "Okay." So they didn't want me here. I'd just stay to myself and look at the bikini cheerleaders from a distance.
I put my towel on one of the pool lounges and waded into the pool. Tommy and Taylor's boyfriend Bruce, who went by Brutus, dove into the deep end. Brutus was both a linebacker and a tight end. Tommy was the biggest of the guys. He played on the offensive line.
The girls lay side by side on five consecutive pool lounges. The blondes, Marilyn and Lucy, were on their backs. Brunette Taylor was on her front. Brunette Jenna and Asian Aiko were also on their fronts while their boyfriends straddled the girls' butts and rubbed suntan lotion on their backs. Their bikini tops were undone to avoid tan line.
All the girls were pretty. Marilyn had the biggest tits. Jenna was the tallest. Taylor had the shapeliest legs. Lucy was just overall beautiful without having the best of anything. Aiko had large tits for an Asian girl.
Speaking of Aiko, from my vantage point in the pool I could see some mighty good camel toe. Her bikini bottom was tight so I saw a definite outline of pussy lips. Of course, I also noticed every time Marilyn adjusted her top. With big tits like those I couldn't help but notice them.
From underwater, Brutus popped up in front of me. Startled and now anxious, I took a step backward.
Brutus looked at the girls then back at me. "Enjoying the view?"
I looked down into the water.
"I don't want you looking at my girlfriend," he sneered. "I don't want you looking at any of our girls."
"I'm not," I lied defensively and fearfully.
"I'll make sure of that. You should've left when Taylor said."
Hands grabbed my waist from behind. I yelled as I was lifted up. Tommy was behind me. He held me above the water. I was scared. Brutus yanked at my trunks and pulled them off.
"Watch out!" shouted Brutus to get everyone's attention. "Hazardous waste!"
He flung my trunks out of the pool. There was no way I could reach them without getting out of the pool completely exposed. Everyone laughed. I was humiliated. Tommy threw me and I sank into the water. At least my nakedness was no longer exposed to their eyes.
Brutus and Tommy climbed out of the pool. Brutus headed over to Taylor. She smiled big and approvingly. Tommy went over to the snacks where Marilyn's boyfriend Joey ate chips. I walked deeper into the pool to hide my nakedness.
Taylor and Jenna sat on the edge of the pool with their feet in the water. They taunted me. "Come on over. What are you doing? Can you do a back float for us?"
They didn't stay long. They went over to the shallow end and splashed around with their boyfriends.
Lucy moved to the pool's edge with Marilyn but they didn't say anything. I saw Lucy watching me. No doubt she was amused by my predicament.
Lucy slipped into the water. She pushed off the side and stopped in front of me.
"I saw," she said.
"Saw what?" I said. What prank did she have planned for me?
I jumped when Lucy grabbed my cock. Jumping was a bad reaction because it yanked my cock.
"You're big," she said. "I saw." She repetitively squeezed my cock.
I had no idea if that was true. I didn't go around comparing.
"How old are you?"
"Fourteen."
"Wow! You're going to be even bigger."
Speaking of bigger, that's what my cock was doing in response to her massage.
Lucy dropped underwater. I felt apprehensive as she looked me over.
"Beautiful!" she said when she reappeared.
She stroked me and ... well, it felt good. Very good. I groaned. She watched my face and was amused by it as she pumped me.
"I see you like that."
I nodded enthusiastically. I wanted her to continue. Forever.
"What are you doing, Lucy?" said Marilyn still on the pool's edge. I sighed. That was surely the end of this.
"Come here!" urged Lucy.
Marilyn came over.
"Look," said Lucy and pointed down.
Marilyn sank under the water.
"Shit!" she said with amazement after she came up. "How old are you?"
"Fourteen," I answered again.
"Shit!" she repeated. "Just fourteen with a thing like that. Can I hold it?"
I shrugged noncommittally. The decision had to do with whether Lucy would let go of me. Lucy did and Marilyn stroked me.
"Magnificent. Can you believe it?" Marilyn asked Lucy.
"I know!" replied Lucy.
"I think the guys are wondering what we are doing with him," said Marilyn. She released me.
"Yeah," agreed Lucy looking back. She said to me, "Would you like a girlfriend?"
"Lucy!" said Marilyn taken aback.
"Tommy is a big guy but his thing is small."
"Really?"
Lucy held her fingers apart. Tommy was small. Marilyn laughed. She laughed a little too hard.
"So?" Lucy asked.
"Sure, I guess," I answered.
Marilyn shook her head and both girls left me.
I stood alone again naked in the pool. I wasn't nearly as depressed as I was earlier.
A half hour later, Lucy showed up again. She had my swim trunks.
"Don't put them on yet," she said handing them to me.
She handled my cock. I groaned again as she stroked me.
"Try to keep quiet," she warned after a couple of minutes. She really knew how to stroke my cock.
I bit my lips together. It was difficult to keep quiet. Lucy's action felt so much better than when I did this myself. I tried to hold back my hip movement but I struggled to do so.
"Go ahead. Thrust," she said when I started to get close. Now that she gave me permission I thrust as hard as I could.
Lucy looked around to see if we drew any attention. Her boyfriend Tommy talked with Marilyn and Joey over by the munchies. Jenna and her boyfriend made out on a lounge and wouldn't notice anything going on.
"Go ahead," said Lucy. "I want to feel it."
I thrust faster and faster. I was close.
"Quiet. Quiet," she cautioned calmly. She must have known I was super close to cumming.
I grunted hard but through closed lips. I felt my cum shoot into the water. I looked down but couldn't see my strings of cum floating around.
"Powerful. You always cum so hard?"
I shook my head. "That's the hardest I've ever cum."
Lucy smiled. "I think we can do even better."
Whatever she was talking about I was sure I was all for it.
"Put your trunks on," she said.
We waded to the shallow end and up the steps.
Tommy saw. "Why did you give him his trunks?" he said to Lucy. He sounded aggravated.
"You didn't want him to shit in the pool did you?" she yelled back at him. She somehow sounded just as aggravated as he did.
I followed Lucy into Taylor's house.
I was soon greeted by the sight of Taylor and Brutus on the living room couch. Their mouths were tightly joined. His hand was on her bikini top and he roughly squeezed her tit. She moaned.
Lucy motioned and I followed her upstairs. I heard new moans and the slapping of flesh. Lucy peeked into the open door.
"Shit! Someone's in here. Don't they know how to close the door so we know not to come in? Dumb shits!"
I looked into the room. It was Taylor's room. Aiko was on her back on the bed. Her boyfriend Albert was on top of her. They were fucking. Aiko's head rolled back and forth as she moaned out. The slapping flesh was heard with every inward thrust.
"She's such a slut. She's always the first to fuck at every party," Lucy commented. She quietly closed the door.
I looked at Lucy. She was in thought.
"We could use Taylor's parents' room," she said, "but Taylor might get in trouble and I like her parties. I don't want to ruin getting invited to her parties. Do you have any ideas?"
I shrugged. I wasn't sure what she wanted to do. All I knew was that after she stroked me off in the pool I'd do just about anything she wanted me to do.
"You live next door, right?" she asked.
I nodded.
"Are your parents home?"
"Yes."
"Shit! Not our day."
She led me downstairs and to the front door. I stumbled into a table which distracted Brutus and Taylor.
"What are you doing?" Brutus growled at me. Taylor's face was complete disdain.
"I'm getting rid of him," Lucy said.
My eyes fixed on Taylor. Her top was pulled down and her left tit was exposed. Lucy followed my gaze and stepped between blocking my view.
"Taylor's a bitch in bed," Lucy told me. "I've heard it from more than one guy. Don't even think about her. You'll like me better."
I nodded approvingly.
"Wait out front," she said. "I'll go find a pen and paper."
I waited outside. Lucy returned quickly with a yellow post-it note and a pen.
"Put your phone number on here," she said. She pulled the top sheet off and handed me the rest of the pad and the pen.
I wrote my number and pulled the sheet off.
"Here's mine," Lucy said. I took her post-it note. "Call me when your parents are going to be gone for several hours."
"Okay," I said.
"Put your phone number in here." She pulled out the front of her bikini bottoms.
My hand trembled as I held the paper. I just stared at that location on Lucy.
"I don't have any pockets. What else am I going to do? You want to see me, right? I need your number."
My hand shook strongly as I placed the yellow paper. It was a wonder I got it in there at all. She patted the paper.
"See you soon," she said.
I went home. That was a good party I surmised. I had a girlfriend now. I didn't think I should tell my Mom about Lucy however.
I watched Napoleon Dynamite on Sunday morning. I didn't think I'd have a chance later since my Dad would want to watch sports and in the night both my parents would watch the TV. I badly wanted a TV and DVD player in my own room.
"You have a phone call," Mom said. She sounded as surprised as I was. I never had calls. "She says she's your girlfriend." Mom's face told me she was displeased.
I paused Pedro's bicycle jump and took the phone.
"Where are you going?" Mom asked as I walked away.
"I was just going to talk in my room."
"Whatever you are talking about I'm sure you can talk about right here."
I sighed and sat back down on the couch.
"Hello?"
"Hi, big boy!" Lucy said excitedly. "How are you this morning?"
"Okay," I said evenly.
"I had a great time at the party. Did you have a good time?"
"Uh-huh." I spoke with no voice inflection. Mom pretended to dust so she could hover around.
"Something wrong?" Lucy asked. She picked up on my distant voice.
"Um ... no." I said. I glanced at my mom. Her back was to me.
"Say 'Math' for yes. 'English' for 'no'. Are your parents in the room?"
"Math."
Mom looked over at me.
"Are your parents going out today?"
"English."
"Shit! Neither are mine? Do you have email?"
"Yes ... um ... math."
"Do you have a computer in your room?"
"English."
"That's 'no', right?"
"Yes."
"It's 'yes'?"
"It's 'no'," I said making sure she understood.
Lucy gave me her email address. I would email her so she had my address.
"I want to see you so badly. We need to find a time to get together," she said.
"Okay."
"I want to hold you again. You'd like that wouldn't you."
"Yes," I said as my cock rose in my pants. I looked at Mom. She had run out of things to pretend to dust.
"I want to stuff you inside me," Lucy said.
I had a brief coughing fit. "I need to go," I said.
"Oh, yeah. Your parents are there. Sorry. Hope I didn't embarrass you. I love you."
"Bye." I hung up.
"So you have a girlfriend now?" Mom sounded accusatory.
"It's just this girl I met at Taylor's party. She tells every boy she's his girlfriend." I didn't think that was too far from the truth. All five of those girls had dated many different guys.
"That's strange humor," Mom said
"She's strange," I agreed just for Mom to hear.
"What's her name?"
I thought about lying but that would be too easy to check up on. "Lucy."
I finished watching Napoleon Dynamite but I wasn't enraptured with it like I usually was. My mind was on Lucy and our conversation. I emailed Lucy after the movie was over. She replied instantly and also gave me her IM name.
Later that day, Dad watched sports while Mom was on the computer. I took the phone and snuck into my room. Hopefully, my parents would stay preoccupied long enough for me to return the phone unnoticed. Mom acted weird enough when she heard about Lucy. I didn't need to give her any more ammo.
"Talk to me," the female voice said on the phone said.
"What?" I must have dialed wrong.
"Who is this?"
I told her.
"Hey! Get with it! Haven't you used a phone before?" It was Lucy.
"Sure," I replied
"I was thinking," she said. "You should ask your parents for a cell phone. That way we can talk all the time. Make sure it has a camera so you can send me pics of yourself."
"They won't do that."
"No? Your parents really restrict you, don't they?"
I never thought of my parents as restrictive. I never had a need to go against their will. Maybe Lucy was right though.
I breathed in deeply so I could voice my concern. "About this girlfriend stuff."
"Are you breaking up with me?" Lucy sounded alarmed.
"What about Tommy?" I said.
"What about him?"
"Won't he be mad?"
"He won't mash you. Don't worry. We're going out tomorrow night. I'll break up with him. I'll tell him Aiko fantasizes about doing a threesome with Albert and him. She and Tommy have fucked before. She's fucked more guys on the football team than any of us. She even did it with the kicker. None of us girls will touch him."
I tried to process what she said as fast as I could. She could really blurt it out rapidly when she talked.
"So everything's okay between me and you?" she asked.
"Sure." I still had unvoiced concerns.
"I'll send you a picture of me in my panties."
"The computer isn't private."
"Get up late at night. Enjoy. I wish I was with you."
"Lucy," I pleaded. She hung up.
My alarm went off at 2:30 AM. It had taken forever to fall asleep because I worried my parents would discover me up in the middle of the night. I rapidly shut the alarm off so there was no chance my parents would hear it. I waited and listened. The house was quiet. I was drowsy so I sat up in my bed. I didn't want to fall back asleep and miss my opportunity. I slowly slipped out of bed. I opened my bedroom door and looked out. No activity. As I walked to the den, my footsteps sounded so loud. I never noticed their sounds before.
I started up the browser and logged into my web mail. There it was. An email from Lucy with a large attachment. I downloaded the file to where I stored my documents. I opened the completed transfer. Lucy put two photos in one file. She was in thong panties. She neglected to tell me that was all she was going to wear. One shot was her back side. She had a beautiful ass. The other photo was her front side and I didn't look much at the area her panties covered. I looked at her naked tits. I stared for the longest time at the image file. When the computer clock said 3:00, I knew I should get to bed. I encrypted the file and returned to my room.
Back in bed, Lucy's image danced in my head. I was tired but I couldn't get back to sleep. I went to the bathroom and made sure the door was locked. I thought all types of wonderfully nasty things about Lucy and then ejaculated into the toilet. I felt relaxed now and fell asleep quickly.
Monday, Mom knew something was wrong. My mind was preoccupied. I should have been more careful.
"No 'Napoleon Dynamite'?" she asked.
Drat! If I had it on at least even if I wasn't watching it, she wouldn't suspect anything. "Maybe later," I tried to cover.
"You look bored. Want to go grocery shopping with me?"
"No thanks."
Mom took my younger siblings with her. As soon as she was gone, I popped on the computer. No new pictures. I guess it was technically only a few hours ago since I got up in the middle of the night. I reopened her image file and dreamed about her. Was she really going to touch me again? Would she let me touch her? I thought so. I hoped so. Was this beautiful girl really my girlfriend? I kept expecting to wake up from a dream.
IM popped up. It was Lucy.
"Hey, big boy," the message read.
"Hi," I typed back.
"Swim party at Taylor's again this Saturday!"
"Taylor doesn't want me there." Didn't she remember?
"Oh, right. Sorry."
"It's okay."
"If she saw you she'd change her mind. Don't show her though."
"I won't."
"Good. You're just mine, okay? Exclusive. We're going steady."
"Okay."
"Maybe you can drive over to my place. I'll make an excuse not to go to Taylor's party. I'll call her tomorrow and say I don't want to go because Tommy might be hurt seeing me since I just broke up with him."
"I can't drive."
"No car? Borrow your parents."
I shook my head. In the short time I knew her, I saw that she could be so daft. "I'm fourteen."
"Oh, right. Sorry."
The conversation paused.
"I'll pick you up somewhere," she wrote.
"I'll have to say where I'm going and who I'm with."
"Say you're at Taylor's again. I'll drive by at 10 and pick you up."
"I don't know." Sounded risky to me.
"It will be fun. Did you get my pics?"
"Yes." Thoughts about her topless picture convinced me to take the risk. "Okay, I'll go."
"Great! Ten this Saturday. Don't forget."
"Okay." I wasn't the one who forgot things.
Mom was happy that I was going to the swim party again. She was glad I was making friends with Taylor.
"Aren't you going to get in your swim trunks?" she asked.
All I thought about was Lucy picking me up. I didn't think about the cover story. I needed to dress my part in the deception. I was in my bright yellow trunks in a couple of minutes. I wore a shirt this time. It was my "Vote for Pedro" shirt.
"Don't forget your towel," Mom said.
Oh, right. I'm really slipping.
I stood in front of my house. I hoped no one would come out and see Lucy pick me up. A black sports car pulled up. Was that her? Big sunglasses obscured her face but it was her. Lucy unlocked the passenger door and I slipped in.
"What's with the clothes?" she asked as I drove off.
"I'm going to a swim party?"
"You are? When?"
"Right now. I told my parents I would be at Taylor's."
"I forgot." She looked me up and down. "I like the look."
She grabbed my cock through my trunks. I jumped. I had to stop reacting that way! She massaged me and I grew.
She drove up to a big house. She waited for the automatic garage door to open and pulled into the three car garage.
"This is your house?"
"It's shitty but it's home."
Shitty? It was a magnificent house. It was much nicer than the homes in my neighborhood and I knew I lived in a good area.
We immediately entered the kitchen. Her parents were at the breakfast nook. Mom was reading a book and Dad had the newspaper. Lucy introduced me.
"Good morning," I said politely and nervously.
They both said something that possibly could have been "Hi". Neither looked up from what they were doing. From their non-reactions I knew they didn't say, "What are you doing with my daughter?".
"Come on," Lucy urged me.
We wandered toward the back of the house.
"My room and my sister Lara's room are downstairs. My little sister Loni's room and my parents' room are upstairs. It's good because it gives me more privacy. Loni complains but she'll just have to wait until I move out."
I entered Lucy's room. There was a patio door which opened up to a large backyard lawn. The grass was so green. I gravitated to the door to look out.
"I know," she said. "Sucks. Needs a pool."
I thought it looked beautiful.
She closed and locked her bedroom door.
"So let me see it again," she said.
I looked blankly at her.
"You want me to do it? Okay. I don't mind. You like to be dominate, huh?"
She grabbed my trunks and pulled them down. The action felt familiar but this time I was happy about it. It was Lucy wanting to see my cock instead of boys wanting to embarrass me. She stroked me. I groaned quietly. It felt so good.
The next thing she did blew me away. She took it into her mouth. Her tongue rubbed against my cock and drove me crazy. I gasped and gasped.
"Your parents," I said concerned.
"I know, I know. They're here," she wailed. "We'll just have to find another time for sex. I'm sorry."
She sucked my dick for a few moments then said, "Look at it. You're even bigger."
I looked down. I think she was correct.
She resumed sucking me. It felt wonderful until I was distracted by a golden retriever that passed by my view out on the beautiful lawn. If the dog was out there, someone else could just as easily walk by the glass door...
"Someone could see," I pointed out.
She stopped and looked outside. "Why are you so uptight? It's a good thing you're here with me. You really need to relax."
I groaned as she resumed. It felt so good that I knew I could ignore the possibility of her parents or sisters going into the yard and looking in the window and seeing. I was a slave to this wonderful sensation.
She stopped after a couple of minutes and stared at my cock. I looked down. She said, "I just feel this strange compulsion to try something I've never tried before."
"What?" I asked.
"I want to surprise you."
"Okay." I liked all of Lucy's surprises.
"But if I chicken out I don't want to disappoint you."
Nothing she'd done so far disappointed me. Nothing even came close to the word "disappoint". The words that came to my mind were "wonderful", "wow", and "ohhhh!". There were other "words" or I should say sounds that I had no idea how to spell.
Lucy grabbed the base of my cock with her finger tips. She put my cock in her mouth again. I expected her to suck but I saw her pushing further in. I felt my cock head bang against the back of her mouth. She held for a few seconds then popped off and gasped.
"It's so big! Maybe the angle. Let's try again. Lie down on the bed."
She popped up to her feet and pulled the bed's top covers down. She patted the bed. I slid on. She climbed up, opened my legs and went between them. She stared lustfully at my cock. I had trouble imagining any girl being so into me, yet here it was happening. I liked it! I really liked it!
She bobbed her mouth on me again and then put me into the back of her mouth a second time. She held it and came up gasping once more.
"I just can't do it. I so want to."
"It's the same angle." I mentioned.
"What?"
"It's the same angle as over there." I pointed over to where she sucked me by the window.
She looked as if she was trying to figure out what I said.
"Oh, yeah. Yes!" she said the last word excitedly. "I should try the other direction."
She moved to my side. She looked at me with a twinkle in her eye. "You deserve something to."
I felt I was getting quite a lot but I knew whatever she was thinking I'd like also.
"Close your eyes and take your shirt off," she said.
I discovered removing my shirt was oddly awkward with closed eyes. From Lucy I heard rustling. It sounded like clothes. My cock throbbed hard. I hope it was what I thought it might be.
"Recognize this?" she finally said.
I opened my eyes.
"Yes!" I said excitedly. Lucy's back was to me and she was in her thong. It was just like the picture she sent me. I gazed over her awesome ass and was impatient for her to turn around. I wanted to see real live girl tits.
"Ready for more?"
"Yes, please."
"Oh, so polite are you? Maybe I don't want to."
"Turn around," I tried to sound forceful but it sounded weak.
"I guess this is all you get."
"Turn around." I raised my voice.
She turned her head to look back at me. She had a big smile on her face. "You want to see?"
"Come here." I tried this control thing she mentioned.
Lucy rushed to me. She planted a big kiss on my lips. I grabbed a handful of tits. She knew what I wanted. She moved up so I could get big mouthfuls of tits. Her tits were amazing. They were simply incredible.
"Oh, fuck!" she moaned. "I so wish my parents weren't home."
She broke away and looked down. "Wow! You look even bigger. Hello, big boy!" She wiggled her fingers at my cock.
I was astounded myself. My cock was indeed bigger. The additional excitement surged into me. I felt harder and longer than ever in my life.
Lucy reverse straddled me. I had this great view of her ass but I wanted to see what she was doing on my cock. She took my cock tip between her lips and flicked her tongue on the underside of the head. That felt so incredible. I spurted a little pre-cum right then.
"Easy, big boy," she cooed.
She moved her mouth down. I felt my cock sliding over her hot, wet tongue. She sucked in breath deeply which felt totally weird. As she maneuvered her mouth, my cock head slid until it hit her throat opening. Lucy pushed down. I felt my cock head compress in that tight passage. It went in just a little.
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I'm sitting here in my car, soaking wet and wearing nothing but my boxer briefs with three things on my mind: 1) how the hell did that just happen? 2) why didn't I bring a towel or a change of clothes? and 3) when can I fuck that tight little pussy again? But I guess I should start a bit earlier in the story...I met her a couple of months ago, but I had heard about her long before that. See Cat was the talk of the men's locker room. Almost every guy in the club either knew her or knew of her,...
"My name is Jerry Hartur and I own the Neptune Swim Club. Neptune is a private organization that is not affiliated with any particular school or school system. We try to attract students from all of the surrounding area schools to help them become better swimmers. Our teaching methods differ from what you may have experienced at some other area swim clubs, in that we don't waste ours or your child's time busing them to and from swim meets. We don't go to swim meets. That is what they do on...
Sensational Swimwear: It's My Party By Lesley Renee Charles Email: [email protected] Lesley was upset after catching her boyfriend, Johnny fondling her ex-friend Judy at Lesley's 16th birthday party. She wanted to get even with them for hurting her and betraying her trust. She wanted them to suffer for a long, long time. She decided to go window-shopping at the stores downtown. As she walked along she noticed a new store, Sensational Swimwear. Lesley entered the store to have a...
I think back to my days on my swim team with a great deal of fondness. It was a magical time in my life, with the triumphs and tragedies of my teen years seeming to be captured by what was happening on the swim team. My best friends were on the team and we became young women and men during those years and experienced all the pains and all the joys of that time together. It is often only in hindsight that one can see the magic associated with a certain time in one’s life and as I drove my...
NovelsLately I’ve been taking advantage of the open swim time at my school’s pool. Technically, the swim team has practice at that time, but the pool is large enough that the administration lets non-team members swim as well. It’s great exercise and much easier on my joints than running or other forms of cardio, plus I don’t have to worry about my giant boobs getting in the way or causing me any discomfort. Since open swim is at the butt crack of dawn, and most of the students at my college prefer...
Group SexLately I’ve been taking advantage of the open swim time at my school’s pool. Technically, the swim team has practice at that time, but the pool is large enough that the administration lets non-team members swim as well. It’s great exercise and much easier on my joints than running or other forms of cardio, plus I don’t have to worry about my giant boobs getting in the way or causing me any discomfort. Since open swim is at the butt crack of dawn, and most of the students at my college prefer...
Bikini Beach: Swim Date By Ellie Dauber (c) 2000 "Hey, look," Mack Reilly said, "here comes that stuck-up Amy Bowlan." He pointed at a pretty blonde, about 17, who had just come into the school cafeteria. Paul Kauffman put down his Coke, and looked in the direction his friend was pointing. "Aw, I don't think she's stuck-up, man." "Then why won't she go out with anybody? She's either stuck-up or - hell, maybe she's a lesbie. You think?" "Nah. She's new here, just moved in the...
On Tuesday night I went to a Masters Swim Squad training session. This was the second time I've gone along and I'm enjoying it. Most of the people are in their forties training for triathlons and I've been the youngest guy there both times. While I don't think I need much motivation to get me to the pool to do laps, the training is different to what I do when I train on my own.The first week I thought I was getting hit on by this married couple (guy and girl). They asked me to join them for a...
On Tuesday night I went to a Masters Swim Squad training session. This was the second time I've gone along and I'm enjoying it. Most of the people are in their forties training for triathlons and I've been the youngest guy there both times. While I don't think I need much motivation to get me to the pool to do laps, the training is different to what I do when I train on my own.The first week I thought I was getting hit on by this married couple (guy and girl). They asked me to join them for...
On Tuesday night I went to a Masters Swim Squad training session. This was the second time I've gone along and I'm enjoying it. Most of the people are in their forties training for triathlons and I've been the youngest guy there both times. While I don't think I need much motivation to get me to the pool to do laps, the training is different to what I do when I train on my own.The first week I thought I was getting hit on by this married couple (guy and girl). They asked me to join them for...
Gay MaleI couldn’t swim. I was a fit young lad, just 17, did plenty of exercise but I’d never learnt to swim though I’d often told my parents that it was time I learnt. Then my mum saw this advert in the local paper ‘Your teenager can’t swim? With my help they will - guaranteed. Following my unorthodox methods they will be swimming in weeks. Limited places on the course, telephone Alice Phillips xxxxxxxxxxx.’ Mum talked to me about it and agreed with me that I really should learn to swim and it would...
SpankingJason groaned as his turned off the alarm clock. Summer was winding down and instead of spending it at the beach or out with friends this was yet another day he would be spending at work. He couldn’t really complain though. After all teaching swim lessons was a great job to have during his summer breaks from university. After a quick shower and bowl of cereal he hopped in his truck and drove to work. He walked into the pool deck with in his trunks and faded lifeguard shirt. The staff room was...
Jason groaned as his turned off the alarm clock. Summer was winding down and instead of spending it at the beach or out with friends this was yet another day he would be spending at work. He couldn’t really complain though. After all teaching swim lessons was a great job to have during his summer breaks from university. After a quick shower and bowl of cereal he hopped in his truck and drove to work. He walked into the pool deck with in his trunks and faded lifeguard shirt. The staff room was...
MILFThe first week I thought I was getting hit on by this married couple (guy and girl). They asked me to join them for a beer after training and I couldn't make it that first week but I did the second. They were hitting on me and we ended up back at their place. I've written about that on my blog which you can read (email me if you need the blog address or google Aussie Speedo Guy). What I want to tell you guys about is what happened on Thursday night. The coach for the Masters swimming...
On Tuesday night I went to a Masters Swim Squad training session. This was the second time I’ve gone along and I’m enjoying it. Most of the people are in their forties training for triathlons and I’ve been the youngest guy there both times. While I don’t think I need much motivation to get me to the pool to do laps, the training is different to what I do when I train on my own. The first week I thought I was getting hit on by this married couple (guy and girl). They asked me to join them for a...
My name is Mike Wilson. At the time that this story took place, I was eighteen and in my senior year of high school. I spend most of my summer vacations at my aunt and uncle's farm. The hard work, and my working out at the gym, gave me a slim, well muscled body. I'm six two and weigh one seventy five. I tried out for, and made the varsity swim team. My physique, and good looks, did not go unnoticed by many of the high school girls or the swim team mothers. Not only was I the recipient of...
MILFSo I need you to come over to my apartment complex for a late night swim. I'd like to swim with you under the nights sky fully clothed, let's jump in with no hesitation no changing into a swim suit. Just us swimming alone being young and dumb, we could get caught any moment so we swim slow and close to one another. I reach over to you and I notice your soaking wet shirt clinging to your big tits, it makes me excited so I swim really close to you so close I brush up against you and you feel my...
Aside from Grant, there was at least one other attendant but Grant always seemed to do the late shift. However, he had lots of other duties besides “babysitting” the swimmers, so it was quite common to see nothing but glimpses of him from time to time. However, if I went earlier in the evening, I would often see Grant sitting in his chair on top of his ladder. He had the fascinating habit of sitting with one ankle crossed on top of his other knee, so that as I swam down the lane and...
Gemma jumped out of bed, completely naked, and threw open the curtains to look out of the hotel window at the beautiful view over the sparkling blue water. She was really looking forward to going for a swim in the sea today. The hotel receptionist had assured her that it was quite safe. She turned back to the bed and pulled off the covers, for another beautiful view. Her boyfriend's firm body was illuminated by the sun streaming in through the window. They were having such a great holiday of...
Straight SexMy group of friends from back when we were younger always hung out during the first summer after our high school graduation, if we all got the same time off work. We would go biking, game out, go to the mall, go to the beach, or to the public swimming arena together. Normal teenage activities. Out of the group, I was the youngest looking. At 18, I was 5’10, slightly tanned, smooth skin, with a thin build and had somewhat of a feminine body. I say this because I had little to no body hair,...
The Swim By Stan Goodman Well, regular swimming hours had just ended, and I look out across the water and everyone seemed to leave, but then I saw her, she didn't look more than about 16 years old, or at least that's what my teenage eyes told me. Wow, I thought. Then it seemed liked she was beckoning me to swim across the water. That's how I've always understood that "Come here" finger motion. So what could I do? She was about halfway across, on the far side, and I started...
Tear’sa's morning took an interesting turn when she checked her phone during her coffee break between patients. As usual, Brian only texted her whenever he needed a favor.Mom! Need help. Can I swing by the clinic? Swim team starts tomorrow. I want to join now. Coach said ok, but need medical form completed. Thx!!!Reading the text immediately made Tear’sa cringe. Did Brian expect her to rubber-stamp his form? Ethics are vitally important in the medical profession and over the course of her...
Sandy and Michelle returned to school Sunday afternoon. I waited for several days for Monica to come to her senses and revoke the invitation, but it never happened. The last week of May, although still surreal, established what would be 'normal' this summer. I went to work each morning, returning before 5:00 each day to a wonderful wife, two new daughters, an exhausted Michelle, and Sandy. Rex would usually appear closer to 6:00, after he finished work at his new job and fought traffic to...
It was only the sixth of June but the afternoon sun was hot as I drove through the Virginia countryside. Having just finished my freshman year at college, this was to be my first solo adventure. I had purchased an older car with the money I’d saved working through the school year. As a freshman, I hadn’t been allowed a car at school but it was 1975 and I was a sophomore now and the world was my oyster! I had left the Midwest behind and, after visiting my older sister in Pennsylvania for a few...
Thursday Night "Abigail! You are not trying hard enough. You let that girl win the last race." Fuller Bushman was the head coach of the Samuel Crosstoun Memorial High School swim teams. He was also father to the best swimmer on the teams, Abigail Bushman. But he felt that she was not doing enough to win, since Janelle Delfin had beat her in every race this season. True, Abigail (Abo to her friends) had beaten every other swimmer in almost every race, but that still had left her in second...
The protagonist of the below story is a man gifted with the ability to control the minds and bodies of others. If you are the sort of person that likes to know the features and limitations of his power, read the author’s notes at the end. WARNING: The story below is long – 22 thousand words and change. About 95% of those words describe graphic non-consensual sex. If you are not okay with that, don’t read this. If you are looking for stories with plots, character development and deep world...
Swim Coaches I was the male swim coach and Emily was the female swim coach. We each had a fairly good team of ten swimmers each. They were pretty well distributed between the ninth through the twelfth grades. We had our own times to use the pool but of course we weren’t terribly concerned about keeping the sexes separated. Besides, I rather enjoyed looking at the girls and especially at Emily. I preferred my women in bikinis but the standard one-piece sure fit them well. I guess...
I was always the short one in high school, never taller than the normal people. The only people shorter than me were the petites and the ones with disorders. It was when I was seventeen that I met Kiefer. He was tall and handsome, well built for swimming. He and I were on a coed swimming team at the local high school and today my swimsuit had the swim teacher eying me with deep disapproval. It was black and backless, with the suit coming together just before my ass. Kiefer watched me swim for a...
Story Midnight Swim September 22 1976It was nearing midnight. One last swim in the pool wouldn't hurt anyone. She really needed it. It was hot and humid. Stifling inside the hotel room, even with the air conditioner running full blast. She wished he would come soon, she wanted him. With one last glance at the door, she went into the sterile white bathroom and pulled her nearly dry bikini down from the shower rod. Pinning her hair up on her head, with a silent promise that she wouldn't get it...
I was always the short one in high school, never taller than the normal people. The only people shorter than me were the petites and the ones with disorders. It was when I was seventeen that I met Kiefer. He was tall and handsome, well built for swimming. He and I were on a coed swimming team at the local high school and today my swimsuit had the swim teacher eying me with deep disapproval. It was black and backless, with the suit coming together just before my ass. Kiefer watched me swim for a...
Straight SexA college student must be naked for swim practice. The bell rang. Everyone jumped out of their desks and bolted for the door, except for a few students, including me. The other three were girls. One of them, whose name was Elana, was talking to another one named Alexis. Elena was a sophomore, and Alexis was a junior. The third was a freshman girl named Alice. She was packing up her backpack. Elana was an attractive Iranian girl with long black hair that covered the top half of her back....
This is a sequel to Swim Lessons Get Sexy (linked below). I suggest you read the first one before reading this one. Enjoy. “I said. WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?” Jason was stuck frozen to his spot. There he stood naked on the edge of the pool deck. To his left knelt an equally naked and very hot Aubrey Jones, the mother of a student in his swim class. The spotlight twinkled on Aubrey’s large breasts where a small bit of Jason’s cum still lay. Across from him stood Jason’s friend and coworker...
Straight SexSummers were great growing up. We were lucky enough to have a full sized pool in the back yard. My sister Cassie and me always had someone over for a swim. I was 17 and Cassie was a few years younger. Her and her friends were always roaming around the pool in their bikinis. Talk about lucky. Cassie was a dick tease though. She was always showing off her body to my friends and me. One hot summer night I couldn't sleep so I decided to take a dip in the pool, hoping to cool off and relax a little....
First TimeNow coming to the main part. I joined a swimming school. It was my first day and i wore tight speedos that made my ass look so big and round. I was introduced to my swimming teacher. He was a young guy. He first explained me the basics and all. After that we went in the pool, he was teaching me how to float. I wasnt able to float. The first whole day went with him teaching me how to float and i still didnt. The next day the same happened, i was able to float. The thirst day he tried to teach...
Saturday Forenoon Miss Susan Shi, the female swim coach, was standing outside the boy's locker room door. She was early, because she had to prepare for the team meeting to discuss what they were going to do about Janelle's accident. But she was just standing outside the boy's locker room; she wasn't getting ready, she was standing, and her thoughts drifted to the reason for the meeting. 'Janelle. If she isn't here, maybe Cal will look at me, rather than her, sometimes. When I'm...
It’s a quiet street. Ever since I moved here, the people around here have been more then nice and helpful. Next to my house is a family, a bit loud at times, but they keep to themselves pretty much. On the other side of my house, a nice lady who lives with her daughter. She’s a bit quiet, and sometimes visits when I’m cooking on the BBQ. Across the street is a couple in what would be the nicest house on this part of the street. They are friendly and inviting in a generous way. This is a great...
I’ve always been one of those kind of guys that has the unusually high sex drive, and I know most guys will typically think that about themselves but mine has a bit of a twist and reason to it. For as long as I could remember I have been attracted to woman’s panties, and for whatever reason… is unknown. But granted I do have my limits to what it is I am attracted to and what I’m not attracted to. For instance… I’m not into the granny panties or old people panties… I mean I like the slim, tight,...
The bell rang. Everyone jumped out of their desks and bolted for the door, except for a few students, including me. The other three were girls. One of them, whose name was Elana, was talking to another one named Alexis. The third was a girl named Alice. She was packing up her backpack. All three were juniors, like me. Elana was an attractive Iranian girl with long black hair that covered the top half of her back. Her body was smooth and relatively unathletic. She stood at 5'7", barely shorter...
ExhibitionismI couldn’t swim. I was a fit young lad, just 17, did plenty of exercise but I’d never learnt to swim though I’d often told my parents that it was time I learnt. Then my mum saw this advert in the local paper ‘Your teenager can’t swim? With my help they will – guaranteed. Following my unorthodox methods they will be swimming in weeks. Limited places on the course, telephone Alice Phillips xxxxxxxxxxx.’ Mum talked to me about it and agreed with me that I really should learn to swim and it...
The mountains and forests of New Hampshire are beautiful in the summer. We had been enjoying the sights and activities of the White Mountain National Forest for the last four days; hiking, exploring, and kayaking on the streams and trails around the little town our B&B was in. The trip had been somewhat last minute, a week away without any kids or job distractions. The hiking was especially nice up there. Whereas at home, hiking in any location meant crowded paths and not always pleasant...
Wife LoversSaturday Afternoon A strong tug at her spirit -- or maybe two -- led Janelle towards the lake outside of town. Most of the swim team members were there. A few were splashing in the lake, although the water was cool because this was early June, and the summer sun had not had time yet to heat it much. Most were dozing in the warm spring sunshine. One of the pulls Janelle felt was from Cutie, who was thinking about Janelle and her problems. Cutie was plotting to get her boyfriend alone and see...
The Waterbury Hills High School men’s swim season was just starting. The team was a mix of the younger new swimmers and the six more experienced varsity swimmers who would be graduating at the end of the year.“Great job everyone,” Coach Travis announced to everyone. “Everyone except the seniors can shower and head home.”The remaining seniors sat on the bleachers waiting for the coach. Coach Travis gave them the usual pep talk about being the leaders of the team, showing the younger swimmers...
IncestSooo...a guy contacts us on here saying he is in our area and how he would love to meet up with us and hang out. She's got an IUD so if ever we are in a situation, this is one thing we don't need to worry about. He invited us over to his house. He didn't have much on his profile, and we couldn't tell whether he was bi or not. After chatting for a bit, it didn't seem like he was really on the bi side, but was cool with me being there, and some possibilities were left open. He didn't have any...
"C'mon ladies! One Two One two!" That's the coach. He always yells at us, like otherwise we wouldn't have the motivation to swim. But he's a good coach anyway. Most coaches would have thought twice about adding a gay member to the swim team, but he just looked at my body and said I was fit enough to make it. The strong blow of the whistle signaled that we can now get out of the water. I stood crouched over the rim of the pool, looking at my reflection as I breathed deeply. I was 18, one of...
Gay MaleMonday Evening The swim team practice after school on Monday was grueling. The two coaches were as good as their words, and they had promised a hard workout. Pinkie worked hard, trying to be worthy of the trust the coaches had shown when they put her in all of Janelle's positions. A few of the 4X races needed a fourth person added when Pinkie was moved to anchor, but everything was arranged. And, the teams were promised, the workouts for the rest of the week would be difficult and long. The...
Rebecca and her friends emerged from the change rooms that Friday morning to discover that many fellow students were queued up, holding copies of the Friday paper, showing the article on the front page of the Family section. Hugs and cheers and chants of "Go, go, SD go!" followed them from locker rooms to their classrooms. The publisher had sent over enough complementary copies for every student and teacher in the school. Their first class was Social Studies with Mrs. Maxwell, who used the...
Jason thought swim practice camps were tough. At best they had ten hours of practice per day, sometimes theory to boot. He loved swimming, but the hunger, exhaustion and soreness of his muscles after working out the whole day sometimes made him reconsider his choice of sport. Jason strolled with the other guys towards the showers from the swimming pools located outside. The footsteps of their naked feet echoed in the hallway; no one talked, everyone was too tired. Jason took off his...
Starting when I was sixteen years old, I began to be a very competitive swimmer. I was totally devoted to the sport, and my parents were very supportive. In the course of my training, my coach told my parents about an intensive six-week swim clinic outside of Munich. It was run by a young German couple in their thirties at their home. They were former Olympic swimmers and had a beautiful home that could accommodate six students who would rotate in and out for six intensive weeks throughout the...
TeenIt was a beautiful day at the Portofino Hotel in Universal Studios, Florida, and I was enjoying it immensely. I took a few lazy laps in the pool and then got out to recline on one of the many empty lounge chairs. It was mid-afternoon and most of the hotel’s guests were in the park. Taking advantage of the vacancy, I spread out, placing my wet towel and cover-up on the chair next to me and laid down, pulling my sunglasses onto my face. I’m not sure how long I lay there, I must have dozed off...
This is the story of how my erotic fantasy went from imagination to real life. Anyways, my name is Dawna Anglin. Right now, I am an 18 year old grade 12 student attending Anthony Richmond Public High School. I am your typical high school senior. I shop with my friends, party, and of course eye the cute guy that passes me every once in awhile. I am about 5”6’ with long brunette hair up to my elbows. I am also quite toned due to all the shopping I do. Those bags can get quite heavy. Pretty...
Love StoriesWith one last glance at the door, she went into the bathroom and pulled her nearly dry bikini down from the shower rod. Pinning her hair up on her head, with a silent promise that she wouldn’t get it wet this time. The chlorine in the pool was really strong. A few tendrils brushed against her neck as she tied the halter style top. She donned the bottoms of her bikini. Shelba stood back in the mirror for a few minutes, looking at herself. The high cut of her bottoms made her legs look longer,...
Washed Awayby oggbashan © ************************************Copyright Oggbashan July 2006The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.************************************It was my own fault. I saw the signs, read them, and ignored them, thinking that I knew better.It was a very hot...
So the next few weeks went by quickly. I swam very well at the next three meets, winning most of my races and consistently swimming at times that were the best in the state. It was all a bit strange - I’d never been the focus of attention in anything I’d done but now, at least as far as the swim team went, I was the queen bee. Youngsters on the team would ask me for advice and help. The coaches were all giving me much more attention, trying to give me any advantage that they could. Sally...
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