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Introduction: This is a true story written to the best of what I can remember. Names havent been changed because I do not think it will matter. Comment please and expect more stories in the future. It was the third day of softball finals. My cousin was playing in the league and I was stuck at the park in the more than 90 degree weather because my aunt never let me stay home alone. While walking around I saw Rachael. I walked up to her and said hi.

Hey Mikhail, she said. How are you?

Good thanks. What are you doing here? I asked, scratching my head.

I was bored, she said. I heard a bunch of people would be here so I came. Didnt know you would be here though. Lets go walk around.

Ok, I said. Rachael and I had been friends since as long as I could remember. People that dont know us tend to think we are brother and sister because we are always together, but also because we look alike.

Rachael has long, shoulder length blonde hair while my blonde hair goes a little past my ears and over my eyebrows. We were both very thin and both had sapphire blue eyes, a trait in my family. She had pink, powdy lips while mine were pink but less powdy. The only real difference we had between us was that her chest started to really poke out. Other than that we looked almost like two 12 year old twins.

Hey Mikhail, she said. Lets climb up the hill. Before I could say anything she grabbed my hand and we were running toward Bunker Hill.

Its not exactly what you think. The actual Bunker Hill is thousands of miles from my house. This hill was given the name because every winter the kids in the neighborhood have snow ball wars and turn it into their war zone. The name just fit.

Anyway, we made it to the top of the hill and looked over. There were a bunch of trees and a trail that leads down to the river. She grabbed my hand again and we started running down the dirt trail through all the bushes until we came to the small opening of grassy land at the bottom.

Its so hot out, I complained as I wiped my forehead.

Do you want to swim? she asked. She was taking off her sandals and was walking toward the shallow water.

I would, I told her, but I dont have any trunks or anything.

Its alright. We could go skinny dipping.

Umm, what is that? I asked. I honestly had no idea what it was.

Its when you go swim without any clothes on. Come on it will be fun and be so refreshing. She seemed so eager to do it.
I looked around and could see that no one was around. There was a small row boat ways down the river but it didnt seem like anyone was in it. I looked back up the hill and saw that no one was coming and no one would be able to see us even if they were standing up there.

Alright, Ill do it, I said.

Great! she exclaimed. She was already pulling her pink tank top over her head revealing a white trainer bra. She pulled down her baby blue shorts and I could see the white panties she was wearing. Come on get undressed

Oh yeah, I said. I pulled off my red T-Shirt and threw it to the ground. I never really minded having my shirt off because I had done gymnastics for a bunch of years and already had abs beginning to define themselves and pecs that were beginning to push through the skin. I started to pull down my jean shorts and thats when I began to get embarrassed. My pecker was already standing at attention and it was showing through my briefs.

I looked over at her and saw that she already took her bra off. Her boobs were still pretty small but she had big, puffy nipples. She reached down and into the band of her panties and began pulling them down. I was amazed at what I saw. She had hair. She had a patch of blonde hairs above her slit and a bit growing down the sides of the lips. I was so embarrassed because I didnt even have any,

Come on pull down your underwear, she said. She sounded more pleading than demanding.

I hunched over and began pulling down the under wear. By this time my stiffy went down because of the embarrassment I was feeling. I kicked my underwear to the side and had my hands cupped over my pecker and balls.

Aww come on Mikhail, she said giggling. You cant swim like that. She walked up to me and grabbed my hand away from my body. I let go of my privates and there they were for her to see.

Oh wow, she said.

What? I asked her, looking down and sounding worried.

Why do you have all that skin at the end? she asked, flicking it with her finger. That immediately made me stiff again. Haha wow, she giggled. She got down on her knees and was looking at it up close.

I dont know why the skin is at the end, I told her. I tried stepping back from her cause she was so close I could feel her breathing on it but she inched closer.

Please, please, please let me touch it, she said.

Wh-why? I stammered. The idea of her touching me would make me go crazy.

Ill let you feel mine, she told me. That got me really stiff. I always thought Rachael was so cute and thinking about touching her would be great.

Umm, alright you can touch me then, I said. Right away she put my 4 ½, pecker between her thumb and index finger and started stroking. She was going up and down at a steady pace making the skin tract and retract and started to fondle my balls with her other hand.

Its so hard, she said. I want to taste it.

Wha! I exclaimed but before I could do anything she had my dick in her mouth. It felt so good. She put both her hands over my butt cheeks and was moving her head back and forth. She was squeezing her lips over my dick and was could feel her tongue moving all around it, even getting between the skin that covered the head.

Ahh, I moaned. I bent my head back and put both my hands on top of her head. It seemed more a reaction than my own will. I started pushing my hips forward. It felt so good. I could hear the sound of my balls tapping her chin and the wet sucking sound she was making. I was about to go over the edge when she took me out of her mouth and stopped.

Whyd you stop? I asked, partially out of breath.

Well, she started, my pussy is all wet now and I want you to put your dick in me. She sat down on the grass and spread her legs. I could see the wetness between her legs glistening on her lips and in the little hairs she had.

O-ok yeah! I said. I knelt down and front of her and started to push my dick down so that it could go in her hole. My dick would stand against my belly when I got hard. She laid down flat on her back and closed her eyes.

I poke the head in between her lips. I could feel the warmness and wetness of the inside. I pushed in a bit farther. Then with one mighty thrust I just pushed it in. She let out a loud gasp and her body jerked upward. I pulled out a bit but then put it back in. I got over her in the pushup position with my hands holding the grass. I started to pump my hips up and down.

Yes, she moaned. Keep doing it like that Mikhail. It feels good. Her eyes were closed and she was talking softly.

I kept moving my hips up and down in a steady motion. I could feel her thighs against mine and I got tickled by her little hairs that were brushing my pelvic area. The sun was beating down on my back and I could feel a slight breeze sweep against our bodies. I kept pumping up and down and put my head down near her chest and started licking her nipples. I really wanted to taste them and see what they were like.

Ahh, she gasped. I kept pumping faster and sucked her nipples. I could feel myself getting close again to the feeling I had when she was sucking me.

Rachael, I said. It feels so good. Your vagina is so tight.

Keep going, she told me. She started hugging my back and her breathing was getting faster. My breathing got faster too and I started pushing harder. She let out small yelps each time I pushed down.

Ahh, here it is, I said. I clenched my teeth and I started to feel it. I started feeling her slit fill up with my jizz. I stopped pumping and just let myself empty inside of her. The pressure was so great.

Mmm, she moaned as she arched her back. I knew she was hitting her pleasure point too. I got off of her and passed out right next to her catching my breath. My pecker was soft now and sticking against my thigh. I looked between her legs and could see the white goo dripping out from between the lips.

That felt awesome. I told her.

Yeah. She said. Too bad we didnt go swimming. We both laughed and went to go put on out clothes. All of a sudden we heard some people coming down the trail. We looked at each other and hurried up to put our clothes on. Two older boys, one black and one white, emerged from the trail along with a black girl.

What are yous doing here? The black one asked.

Nothing, I told him. Umm we were just about to go. I grabbed Rachaels hand and we rushed past them up the trail and left Bunker Hill.

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Robbing the BunkerChapter 17 In the Hunting Cabin

We left town immediately. After a few hours of walking in the dark, we arrived at the hunting camp led by the Old Indian. The camp was in a small, sheltered fissure of a canyon. During the short trip to the camp, Maggie had become more withdrawn, refusing to let anyone but the Old Indian touch her. Once at the camp, George and the Old Indian set up camp. I investigated the cave, finding a small cell in the back that the Indian had used as a sweat bath. I got the idea to cure Maggie with some...

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Robbing the BunkerChapter 18 Michael Arrives

Three days after we arrived in Fry, Andrea and Augie noticed a man who matched Michael's description. The town was in a flurry of activity. People were stocking up on basics, getting ready for the impending arrival of the French. Planning quickly, we decided to capture him as he met with John Foster. Sue showed me how to get into the Sheriff's bedroom. We hid in the same armoire Sue had used earlier and waited for our prey. Soon after we settled into our hiding place, we heard Foster and...

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Robbing the BunkerChapter 19 Peters World

The trip to Peter's world was short. No one experienced the discomfort they had in traveling to Fry. We had just started to experience the tingling sensation when the machine abruptly re- materialized in a large open space, like a warehouse. The amount of silver Michael had usually transported was small, so I had hoped that there wouldn't be a reception party. Luckily the warehouse was empty except for a shiny black car. We loaded up in Michael's Model A Sedan and looked for a clue to...

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Robbing the BunkerChapter 20 Peters Party

The party was in full swing when we arrived. Inside the house was an orgy. Various groups performed sex acts in the alcoves and rooms, guests milled about discussing what they saw. We walked around noting people. I found Peter immediately. He was a well-dressed man surrounded by sycophants. He seemed to enjoy watching the festivities rather than joining in them, leading me to conclude that Peter was the type that got his kicks from controlling the emotions of others rather than by...

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Swim Lessons

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,...

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Swim Coach Chap 1

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...

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Lately 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...

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Lately 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...

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Swim Lessons Get Sexy

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...

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The Fool on the Hill

Every day the ‘Fool on the Hill’ shuffled down from his ramshackle old house pushing a shopping trolley and wandered the streets picking up stuff. We all knew that it was stuff because whenever he was asked what he was collecting he would mumble ‘Stuff’. Most of the time he collected aluminum soft drink cans. That wasn’t his only eccentricity, as he shuffled about picking up stuff he would mumble to himself and to his friend. Sometimes he and his friend would argue and there were occasions...

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Swim time alone

My 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,...

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Swim and TangoChapter 7

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...

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Swim Team SpiritChapter 27 A Fathers Love

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...

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A Little Adventure in TimeChapter 3 Over the Hill

I took off Saturday morning when the rest of the crew went to the bar. Archaeologists are a thirsty bunch and the whole crew was over 21. I'd been there, done that, got several bar tee shirts, so I don't need to drink to have fun. If the truth be known, I'm a loner. I prefer my company. At least if I get arrested it's my fault. The last few days off I'd been sticking pretty much close to camp ... there's bears and rattlesnakes in them thar hills and the boss asked me to stop bringing...

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Swim Coaches

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...

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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...

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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...

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