Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 257 The Aquatic Center I Make a Splash
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Deja Vu AscendancyChapter 253: The Aquatic Center; Arrival And Playing With Savannah free porn video
Monday, June 20, 2005 (Continued)
The Aquatic Center chapters will be slightly non-chronological, to follow each thread in a consistent, logical, masculine manner.
Corvallis's Osborn Aquatic Center is very nice, and not just because it sometimes contains many dozens of bikini-clad girls. Inside there's an Olympic-sized pool (165 feet/50 meters long) and a smaller, warmer one. The deep end of the big pool has a low and high diving board, a rope swing and a zip line. Outdoors there's a 25-meter lap pool and a fun pool, which has a big water slide, water jets and other fun stuff.
The last time I'd been here had been at the end of last summer, about nine months after my first merge. It'd taken four minds' worth of subconscious control to get my body to start changing noticeably, so I'd been a total nobody (pun intended) during my last visit. No body, and no confidence either. This time promised to be considerably different, and not only because of my bright yellow Speedos (in 3B-land my "very, very embarrassing" Speedos had been yellow and black. In this dimension they were solely yellow, and much brighter than the two-tone pair. The current pair probably deserved three "verys").
We paid our way into the Center, then headed to our respective changing rooms. Ava had warned me not to overreact to Carol's new bathing suit, so I thought it best to rush into one of the bathroom stalls, shut the door, shut my eyes, and send a sight blob to check Carol out. Plus any other pretty girls who were getting changed, for comparison purposes.
The male and female changing rooms were next to each other, so finding Carol & Co. was easy. They were standing together and mostly talking. Their hands were moving, but slower than their mouths. For once that was fine with me, as it gave me time for sightseeing.
It'd been quick and easy to spot my girls, as I only needed to survey the whole room to pick them out and zoom to them. Now I zoomed out to the ceiling level in the middle of the room, then panned around to find a girl I wanted to 'compare' with Carol; mostly to very diligently compare their breasts sizes. There was plenty of choice, as the place was pleasingly busy. It was the first free day of the vacation, the weather wasn't really good enough for the beach or other dedicated outdoor activities, so coming here was a very common decision.
Perving with a sight blob is considerably better than with real eyes, as it's able to move anywhere. If a girl turned so her back was to 'me', then no problem, I just zipped the blob around to her side or front. I could actually zip the blob straight through her, but that seemed weird. It was as quick as thought. To get a close look at a nipple, I could zip the blob forward until it was nearly touching it, filling my field of view with breast and nipple. And although it truly did feel invasive, when a girl raised one leg to dry it (placing the foot on the bench usually), I could zip the blob down to floor level between her legs and look up.
There were a lot of very attractive girls. At times like this I wished I could manage multiple sight blobs. Sometimes life is very unfair.
Once I'd quickly checked out all the best looking exposed girls, I checked them out again (I was enjoying myself!). Plus there were a lot of them, so it took me quite a while to work my way around the room, by which time the girls who were undressing had removed even more items of clothing. Plus more girls were arriving constantly, so it was a never-ending, always-changing, visual feast of many, many beautiful teenage girls' or young women's bodies. There were plenty of unattractive sights too, but I did my VERY best to ignore those.
My mentioning "women" above deserves a little expansion. Thanks mostly to the hot tub party after bowling, I'd previously seen something like two dozen naked girls in my life, but had never seen a naked woman (not 'in the flesh', so to speak). There was every possible age available to look at now, so I had plenty of opportunities to look at young, middle-aged and old women. Initially I looked only at the attractive ones, but after a couple of minutes I actually became curious about older bodies. It was very strange, and quite unsettling, to imagine Julia and Carol changing in the ways I observed.
I checked out my girls from time to time, watching them as they undressed slowly and erratically, depending on how interested they were in the conversation at the moment. I was watching when Carol reached into her bag and pulled out a bikini.
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Katelin entered my field of view, giving Carol the opportunity to pose and twirl again. Carol was genuinely happy, and appeared to have totally changed her personality from the girl I'd known for my entire life.
I was watching (avidly, as it turned out) when Ava reached out and adjusted the fit of one of Carol's breasts in its bikini cup. Ava didn't adjust the cup, she adjusted the BREAST! Bizarrely none of the girls reacted any more than they would have if someone had brushed a piece of lint off a shoulder.
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We'd seen Julia and Ava in their bikinis before, as they were the ones they'd taken to LA. They'd bought sexier ones in the LA store, but they were too sexy for Corvallis. (The ones we'd ordered online this morning were too sexy for Oregon, and probably at least forty other states.)
I canceled my sight blob, had a quick pee while I was sitting where I was, then got changed into my bright yellow Speedos (sigh). I was the first to arrive at our designated meeting spot, probably because I hadn't stopped to do any twirls.
I put my eye-hiding sunglasses on, then sent a sight blob to check on my girls. 'My' girls had apparently forgotten about my existence, as they were too busy talking to each other. They were ready to come out - Carol even with a towel wrapped around her torso at breast level, presumably to hide her swimsuit from me so they could do a grand unveiling - but moving their mouths took precedence over moving their feet.
Normally I'd be impatient, but have I mentioned that there were probably hundreds of girls walking around in bikinis? At times like this I wished I could operate multiple sight blobs, because I couldn't keep perving in the changing room without being totally blind to what was going on around me. What I did instead was move the sight blob so it was about ten feet directly above me and look around from there.
[That's worth a brief comment, because I could do it in what seemed to be no time. Moving an NP-fingertip that distance, never mind the walls in the way, wouldn't be instantaneous because air resistance would slow it down. It would be VERY fast, sub-one second even, but not instant. Moving blobs could be done as fast as I could think about it. If I was using a sight blob to fly my perspective down an unknown hallway, as I'd done at the Seattle Hospital, I couldn't go infinitely fast because I needed time to see what was happening, to learn the building's layout as it was revealed to me, and to react to new information such as deciding to turn up a new corridor. But moving the sight blob from inside the females' changing room to over my head merely required me to think, "Move to over my head," which was a single thought, taking a tiny fraction of the time it takes to think those words individually. The speed that blobs move isn't an important point, just - I think - an interesting one.]
[[Sight blobs can move infinitely fast because there's really no such thing as a sight blob. It's merely a volume of space which is cooperating with my mind. One instant my subconscious is cooperating with a volume of space inside the changing room, the next instant it's cooperating with a volume of space over my head. Nothing has moved except my conscious intention and subconscious attention, neither of which are noticeably slowed down by wind resistance.]]
From my sight blob's overwatch position, I made sure no one was approaching me, then I had a look around the area. Doing a spiral search, except only to the front of me because that's where the people were.
I spotted Savannah near the entrance. There weren't many Black girls strutting around in bright white bikinis, so she stood out. I watched her, and she was hanging around the entrance, looking at it very frequently but trying to look casual. We should've spotted her when we arrived, so either she'd arrived in the last few minutes, or we'd somehow missed each other, not that it mattered which.
She looked at her watch for the fourth time in less than a minute, which made me chuckle to myself. Even more so when Savannah deliberately turned her back to hide when Alexis and Abigale, another ex-10th grade girl, walked through the entrance together. Savannah peeked over her shoulder, I guessed to check if I was with them, but did nothing to attract their attention as they turned toward the changing rooms. Alexis and Abigale might spot me shortly, so I canceled the sight blob, opened my eyes and removed the unfriendly sunglasses.
A few seconds later my girls finally emerged from the changing room. I pretended surprise at seeing Katelin, welcoming her happily. And I pretended to have no interest in what was hidden by Carol's towel, even though I had considerable. I was very eager to see her with my real eyes.
While I was telling them about the search party I had nearly started organizing to find them, Alexis and Abigale found us. Alexis rushed up and planted one on me. "It's great to see you Mark. I haven't had a good fuck in WEEKS!"
"Oh no! That's terrible! I have to fix that as SOON as possible. Get your other guys to give me a call and I'll give them some pointers."
"Or you could fuck me yourself."
"There's an idea! Sometimes the direct approach IS best."
"Damn right! I'm happy and horny to see you again. Everything's better except your finger?"
"Yep, I'm fine."
"Why are you wearing your T-shirt, Mark?" asked Julia.
"I'm trying to hang on to some vestige of modesty, which isn't easy in these silly Speedos."
You know how things like that go, so ten seconds later my shirt was off
"Wow," said Alexis. "You look even better than last time I saw you. I didn't know hospitals could make people THAT healthy." [To discourage the girls from visiting me in Seattle, we'd said I was in the hospital the whole time.]
Abigale hadn't come to the hot tub party so she hadn't seen me naked. Even the porn-star clothes Julia made me wear to school hadn't prepared Abigale for the sight of me in nothing more than the ludicrous Speedos. While Alexis had been complimenting me, Abigale had experienced a - please excuse my lack of modesty, but it was obviously the case - surge of arousal. Not a small one either. She gasped, flushed then wobbled on her feet for a few seconds, until she was forced to grab Ava for support.
Julia sympathized - i.e., boasted about her man - telling Abigale, "His body blows you away."
"Oh God, yes. I've never even seen a picture of a better body than that. His shoulders and waist just..." Her voice trailed off.
Alexis helpfully suggested, "Blast your cunt with lust?" I knew what that felt like, with a gender-appropriate modification, as Carol regularly did that to me, the last time being only a few minutes ago when I'd seen her in her new bikini. It's a powerful feeling.
"Umm, yeah. You could be a famous model Mark. How do..."
"I'm very not interested in modeling, Abigale. Thanks for the compliment, but that's not my scene. If you were going to ask how I get to be this fit, let me remind you that I've got TWO girlfriends. Julia and Ava keep me running around after them nonstop. Not just 'running around' either; sometimes they make me take both of them to bed at the same time. Can you imagine how hard it must be for me to satisfy both girls. By the time Julia's tired, Ava's rested. Then Ava's tired but Julia's rested. Spending hours having nonstop sex is a VERY good workout." It seemed to me that sexing up the conversation would make for a VERY enjoyable afternoon. Abigale's cunt had been blasted with lust, so it wasn't all that hard to excite her more. It was very amusing to see the look of lust on her face (the surge must've traveled north).
I was internally debating whether I could lean forward and put a hand under the front of Abigale's skirt (you know how it'd go after that). I was pretty sure Abigale had been sufficiently well 'surged' that she wouldn't even think of refusing. My only real worry was other people seeing us. I looked up to check out that possible problem, to see Carina Durham (from Pipeline Group 1A, the helpful girl whose house we'd had date 1A#1 in), her mother, and several of the other members of 1A: May, Jessica, Victoria and Kaiya. It'd probably be best not to finger-fuck Abigale in front of Mrs. Durham. They were only seconds away, so I alerted the girls around me by raising my hand to wave to the new arrivals.
Before anyone else could say anything, Mrs. Durham called out, "Look at you! No wonder Carina's so eager." To her daughter, she said, "Carina, can I join your elimination competition please? I wouldn't mind a shot at that myself."
"Get to the back of the line, Mom. We saw him first. Hi Mark, Julia and everyone. Clara's coming later, but Esther and Aaliyah are out of town. They send their greetings and would no doubt appreciate being sent a picture. You look AWESOME, Mark! It looks like you've recovered very, very well."
"Yes, I'm fine thanks..."
"I'll say!" agreed Alexis, who still hadn't let go of me after her initial greeting.
I said, "Mrs. Durham, let me..."
"Call me Kirsten, Mark. I refuse to be formal with any boy looking as good as you."
"Okay, Kirsten. I was going to introduce you to the others. The pretty girl over there is my sister Carol, next to her is Julia Williams, then Ava West and Katelin Eaton. Abigale Gardner in front of me, and attached to my side is Alexis Joseph."
"Hello everyone," said Mrs. Durham. "Especially you Julia. I've heard a lot about you from Carina. You're an unusual girl to be so willing to share your boyfriend."
"Like I could stop girls hitting on him. Even girls' MOTHERS hit on him!"
"Haha. You got me there. I'm only being a taxi so I'll leave you to it shortly. Can I ask a favor first please, Mark? Can you stand between Carina and me then give us a kiss on the cheek each? I want to tell Justin that I had a mother-daughter threesome with my daughter's gorgeous, hoped-for boyfriend. That'll liven up our evening."
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After a couple of minutes of general chitchat, I loudly said, "Savannah, I'm sure a popular girl like you would have come with several friends. We should let you get back to them now."
"Ahh, no. It's okay. I'd rather catch up with you guys."
"Surely they'll start to get worried about you. You'd better phone to let them you know you'll be staying with us."
"Good idea. I'll do that now." Savannah pulled her cellphone out of her bag and walked several feet away to make her call.
I scratched my forehead to cover my eyes, closed them, created a sight blob and closely watched Savannah pretend to place a call, actually hitting no buttons at all. One weakness in my plan was if she'd actually called someone, in which case I'd have to abort Plan A and think of a Plan B, but so far Plan A was right on track.
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