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The Swimming Pool

By: BobDogwood



We were lucky, we had a community swimming pool in our neighborhood. It was supposed to be a municipal pool; at least it had been built by the city, but that was about it for city responsibility. It was really up to the neighborhood to keep it running smoothly. If we had waited for the city to come for instance and add more chlorine the entire summer would have been over by the time they would have shown up.

I don’t know if you’re aware of this, but it gets real hot in Florida. News Flash: It gets damn hot in Florida in the summertime. Mwahahaha! So as the summer wore on, we would be spending more and more time in the pool. And you know me, I had this itsy bitsy bikini. It wasn’t a t-back, it was a real bikini; but it didn’t cover much. I think it was a couple of sizes too small. Haha! I mean the top covered about half my breasts, but still every once in a while it would slip down past my nipples. And my bottom often showed a lot of excess pubic hair, because I refused to shave down there. First time I tried to shave I cut myself and that was that. I made a vow I would never cut myself down there again.

And every once in a while late at night, I would slip out of my bikini entirely and swim around stark naked. It always felt so liberating and free, but mainly of course nobody could tell anything anyway, unless they got right next to me. We weren’t supposed to go in the pool at night. They would lock the gate, but we would climb over the fence and go swimming anyway.

Every once in a great while I would meet a new boy in the day time and we’d make a date and then he would show up late at night and we would go skinny dipping. And sometimes one thing might lead to another – you know how that goes.

One afternoon all these clowns showed up from some other neighborhood. I never was quite sure where they came from, but I knew it wasn’t anywhere close to us. There was ten of them and let me tell you – they were really crude. I mean they were spitting in the pool and everything. It wouldn’t surprise me if some of those pigs were pissing in there too. All of our people had gathered in one small corner of the pool, while the rest of them were lounging all over the place.

As I already have mentioned there were ten of them, five females and five males. Out of those ten, nine of them were slobs, pigs, and heifers; but the tenth one – ooh la la. He looked like a young hoodlum and probably was. He was about six feet tall, had black hair pushed up in a old fashioned pomp, coal black eyes, and a continual sneer on his handsome face. He was slender but not thin and appeared very graceful. He had these wonderful appearing hands. I have a things for hands. His were quite big, but not fleshy at all with long delicate fingers.

This young group of sociopaths were becoming louder and louder and beginning to work themselves up to challenging us for the sole ownership of the pool. If we were to back down, we might lose custody of the pool for the rest of the summer. Something drastic had to be done and it needed to happen quickly!

I quickly and quietly conferred with my cohorts and sauntered up to the good looking one. As I moved toward him, I made sure my nipples were showing and my bikini bottom was pushed down near the start of my vagina.

“Hi!” I spoke brightly.

The young man made a big production out of sneering at me and then glancing over to his buddies, who were all guffawing and carrying on, but I noticed he couldn’t keep himself from continually checking me out and his bathing trunks began to develop a rather large protuberance, if you know what I mean.

Finally he spoke. Actually he snarled at me, as if he were a dog, “What’d you want?”

“I have a proposition for you,” I declared, sounding more confident by far than I really felt.

“What’s that?” he asked, again looking over at his compatriots for support. They were shouting out things, such as “Fuck that little bimbo, Tony.” As I’ve previously mentioned, they were quite the class group.

“I’d like you to make wild passionate love to me, “ I answered, while suddenly whipping my bikini off completely and standing stark naked in front of him.

That wiped the sneer off his face, let me tell you and quieted that crowd for the moment also. Some of my group were yelling, “Don’t do it, Sara,” and “Sara, what are you thinking of?” But these were all prearranged comments.

I noticed Tony had to swallow large a couple of times before speaking. “Okay,” he croaked, while reaching out to me.

I stepped back and help my right hand extended out in front of me, palm up. “But wait,” I ordered. “There’s a condition.”

“What’s that?” he managed to say. I think it was a miracle he could speak, because all of his saliva had dried up. Haha!

“All of your friends have to strip themselves naked,” I explained.

“What?!” one of those pigs screamed. “Tony, don’t agree. It’s some kinda trap.”

Tony whipped his handsome head around to them, his face fixed with an expression that displayed he would book no arguments. “Do it!” he commanded.

As the young dark-haired man returned his attention to me, the nine pigs, heifers, and slobs all begrudgingly and moaning all the while stripped off their suits. Man, let me tell ya – they were gross. I mean GROSS! They all had fat wrinkles and you could barely make out the guys’ pee pees because they were hidden in so much fat. And the females (I hesitate to call them girls) all had these huge breasts that were already all hanging down to their bellies – I suppose from not wearing any support.

“Okay,” Tony declared simply.

“You too,” I insisted.

Since we were standing in the shallow end of the pool, the handsome young man pushed his trunks down to his feet and stepped out of them. Man, he was a hottie and his erection was already huge!

“Give them to me,” I ordered, holding out my hand.

Once he had complied, I threw them over to my friends with the instructions to take care of them, as though I was looking out for him. Mwahaha! Lest it be thought that I was prostituting myself to get us out of this jam, let it be understood that I wasn’t. I would have been glad to fuck this guy, irregardless of any circumstance. He really turned me on. Besides everything else, he had that aura of danger that always attracted me the most.

I reached down and clutched his cock and began to work my hand up and down on his impressive shaft. It appeared to grow even longer! “Oh,” he gasped, while his knees buckled somewhat.

I leaned forward and pushed him back and whispered, “Steady love, we have all afternoon.” He actually lightened up a little and bestowed upon me a small smile.

Meanwhile his group was really into the sexual action occurring in front of them and they were screaming instructions and obscenities, as if they were at some sort of an erotic athletic event.

I could tell by the stunned expression on Tony’s handsome features that he might have talked a good game, but that he actually had very little sexual experience and that was probably at a gang bang of some poor unfortunate. Consequently I decided to take the initiative, so I stepped closer and cupped his balls, while beginning to kiss him; tentatively at first and then more passionately, plunging my tongue into his mouth and seeking out his tongue.

I told him to pick up my left leg as high as it would go, and then I guided his enormous erection into my wide open labia and we commenced to going to town. He may have been a novice but he seemed to have all the rudiments down successfully and God – it felt so good! With him rocking into me deeply, while we stood up in the shallow end of a public pool in front a large crowd of laughing jeering people in the middle of a weekday afternoon, the whole experience began to take on a surrealistic quality. It almost seemed to me that I was seeing flashes of a kaleidoscope of colors, which I’m sure was just a product of my overactive imagination, but it didn’t seem so at the time.

I suddenly heard the police sirens in the distance and I knew the jig was up, so to speak. I reached out with both of my hands and placed them around his beautiful bottom and pulled him even closer to me.

“Go now,” I whispered. “Because we’re gonna have to run in a minute.” And then I squeezed his cock extra hard inside my pussy.

His cock went off like an out of control fire hose and he shot his load of hot semen into me, which in turn triggered my own orgasm. Oh sweet Jesus! It felt so good. I think it was the complete sum of the whole situation, but it feel like something akin to a mystical experience. My cum escaped me in waves. I clutched on to him to maintain my balance.

As soon as we were finished cumming, I grabbed him by the hand and shouted, “Let’s go!” I quickly led him out of the pool and by his group of hooligans and out the gate at the far end of the swimming pool area. Luckily I didn’t live far from the pool and no one was home at my house. We dashed into the coolness of my home.

“What’s going on?” Tony demanded.

“I don’t know,” I answered, but I was lying. I did know. When his gang of VIP’s (very intolerable persons) had been engrossed watching our sexual olympics, one of my group had snuck over and stolen all their suits. Oooh! Somebody had to touch them – barf. Then someone else called the cops. Mwahaha! Teach them to fuck with us!

One of my friends lived in a house bordering the pool area and she said that when the cops got there, it was hysterical. She explained all of the cretins were trying to get away and were bumping into each other and falling down and the cops looked like they were gonna puke. Haha! We never did see any more of them for the rest of the summer.

Tony and I fucked for the rest of the afternoon and then, giving him something of my fathers’ to wear, I sent him on his way. I haven’t seen him since, either.

The End

The Swimming Pool



I had been working at the Manor for four months now and my gardening skills had transformed the wilderness into what would soon be a showpiece garden!

Summer was now ending and the lady of the Manor had often entertained her female friends at the swimming pool. They knew that I could observe them but this did not stop them from discarding their swimsuits and lounging around the pool naked. Their sessions would often turn into a bit of an orgy and I would get so aroused that I would wank off in the bushes.

Today however all was quiet and I had been working up a sweat all morning digging up part of the vegetable patch. Stripped to the waist, wearing only shorts, that showed off my long and muscular legs, enhanced by my gardening boots. I knew that my tan added to the effect. The muscles rippled in my arms as I dug in the fork and turned the earth. Not quite a six-pack but my body was firm considering I was now nearly 40, but I worked out regularly and ran to keep in trim.

Stopping for a break, I decided to have a quick swim in the pool to unwind. I took off my boots and socks followed by the shorts. I wore nothing underneath but felt sure the inhabitants of the Manor were out. The water felt so cool on my hot body and I enjoyed the sensation of being naked. The water caressed my dick and balls as I slowly swam the length of the pool.

I had just completed a couple of lengths when I heard voices. Damn! Perhaps they would walk on by to the tennis courts. I could feel the flush of embarrassment sweep over me as the lady and three companions approached the pool! Thinking they would turn around when I got out of the pool I stayed where I was. My manhood slightly concealed in the depths of the water.

They soon spotted me and stifled their giggles when they saw I was naked. "Well, this is interesting", remarked the lady. The women were all wearing very skimpy swim wear and I could feel my cock growing even in the cool water. "Allow me to introduce my friends. Girls this is Jack, my gardener." They were introduced, as Barbara, Mary and Louise. "Hi", they all said in unison. Obviously enjoying my discomfort, they glanced at each other, smiled and then began to slowly remove their costumes!

Wow! Their bodies looked even more amazing out of their costumes. Barbara was fairly short with large tits, small waist and the curviest bum I had ever seen. Mary was of average height and build but her nipples stood erect as she posed for effect. While Louise, was tall and slender, and had such lovely pert breasts. Her very firm small bottom got me even more aroused. The lady of the Manor, who was called Georgina, took of her costume and joined them at the side of the pool. She was exquisite, with a near perfect figure of such delight that my cock grew in anticipation! What were they up to? I did not have long to wonder about this as they split into pairs and proceeded to fondle each other!

Barbara and Mary were probably in their early 40s, while I knew that Georgina was 45, I had no idea how old Louise was. Her short red hair showed off her slender neck to full advantage, and although her figure looked like that of a girl in her 20s, she was probably in her 40s too. I didn't have much time to ponder on this because Barbara and Mary stopped stroking each other's breasts and joined me in the pool! Each woman draped herself on either side of me, holding my arms so that I could not escape (as if I wanted to!). Their legs were entwined around mine and I was trapped!

Meanwhile a show was being put on for our pleasure at the poolside. Georgina was laid out on a sun lounger with her breasts pointing skyward and her pubic mound in full view for my enjoyment. Louise was straddled across her and she leant forward and rubbed her pert nipples on Georgina's tits. Sliding her butt down Georgina's body, she was soon rubbing her pussy on Georgina's. I had the wonderful view of watching Louise's delicious bottom moving up and down Georgina's body. Mmmm! Was I in heaven or what! 

Louise kissed her way slowly down Georgina's body to her pussy. I could only imagine what it tasted like and my dick was now huge and bulging, all the more so because Barbara and Mary would take it in turns to massage me with their spare hands. My arms were pinned to my body and I was helpless. I watched as Georgina arched her back and then pumped her hips up and down wildly as she came under the expert licking and sucking by Louise.

Mesmerised, I was brought back to reality as I felt Barbara's mouth on my cock! She had slid under the water and was now using her mouth to kiss and suck me. I groaned out loud. Mary had moved round behind me and was inserting a finger in my arse. I could not control myself anymore and shuddered as I came in Barbara's mouth. The girls motioned that I should get out of the water. As I clambered out of the pool I noticed that five glasses of champagne had been poured and were waiting for us. I was led over to the sun bed. I sat on the edge while the girls draped themselves around me. The champagne tasted wonderful and we all downed our glasses.

"I think that you deserve a special treat for making my garden look so good", said Georgina. I thought I had just had one but was not going to complain about another! With that I was rolled onto my front lying on the sun bed. Louise moved over to the garden table and came back with some massage oil. Barbara and Mary positioned themselves within my sight and Mary slowly applied sun lotion to Barbara, but my attention was soon brought back to my own body as I could feel Louise's hand beginning to massage my butt!

Louise applied the oil expertly, sliding her hands up and round my butt. I was aware that Georgina had positioned herself in my sight and was masturbating slowly, with one leg over the chair arm and the other spread wide. I had a lovely view of her moist pussy lips. Mary was now applying the lotion to Barbara's breasts with slow, smooth strokes. It was a beautiful sight. Louise was now applying the oil to my lower butt and the tops of my thighs. I could feel myself going weaker as her fingers brushed against my balls and spread open my bum cheeks as she slid downwards. Soon she was concentrating on my balls entirely, spreading my thighs further apart with each downward stroke.

I groaned aloud. My cock was growing beneath my body. Suddenly I could feel Louise kissing my bum and softly making her way down to my balls with her lips. Aaargh! The pleasure was immense as she gently took my balls in her mouth and sucked! She then moved to lie on top of me and I could feel her breasts on my butt as she slid up and down. Her nipples were like bullets and I longed to take them in my mouth.

I was no longer concentrating on the scenes in front of me but the girls seemed to be enjoying themselves. Louise rolled me over on to my back and I could see her hard nipples standing erect from her small pert breasts. She straddled across me and continued the massage using her pussy on my balls and cock. The sight of her slender body above me was making me feel so horny and I was not sure how long I could last. Sensing this, Louise slowly slid her body forward and her nipples rubbed against my chest. Her moist fanny slipped up and down my cock until with one smooth movement, she slid forward, pressed down and back so enabling my shaft to enter her. The warmth and sensuality of this position was exquisite and with just a few thrusts I could feel myself cumming. The pulsating of my cock against her clit in this position triggered off Louise's climax and with a shudder, we came together.

Well! I had certainly had a special treat. My favourite! The girls all stood up together as if on cue and walked over to the shower at the poolside. I lay there for a while watching them wash each other, before going over to join them. Was another treat in store for me I wondered!



The Swimming Pool



We invited a friend to visit us a few weeks ago. 

Our pool was the designated spot for naked swimming. We told everyone we knew that we loved to skinny dip.  We had dinner, some wine with dinner and it got to be later in the evening and we had been drinking some more wine while talking.  So all of our inhibitions were released...

I thought it was now or never and stripped out of my shorts and jumped in the pool. Our friend, Amy, saw me, gave my girlfriend a wry smile and then did the same. Followed almost immediately by my girlfriend. We all swam a while and then Amy and I came to the same spot. I kissed her deeply while my girlfriend watched from the other side of the pool. She had her hand on my cock and I felt her pussy while we kissed. We were definitely in the deep end. I kept kissing her until I heard....

My girlfriend popping out of the pool totally naked and we watched her approach us. She climbed back in the pool, took my place and began kissing Amy. As they kissed, they were feeling each other's tits in the pool...I was standing behind Amy, she had my cock in her hand and was stroking me...up and down...up and down. I couldn't believe how hard I had gotten. After a short time, I reached down to feel her pussy and felt my girlfriend's fingers there. She had two fingers in Amy's pussy and their lips were locked. I came up behind my girlfriend to feel her pussy and found that my friend's fingers were there. 

OMG...my girlfriend had a hand on Amy's tit and one in her pussy and Amy was doing the same to my girlfriend. I was hard as a rock as these two voluptuous women were playing with each other. I was standing next to them offering encouragement. Not much was needed. They were moaning as they were cumming all over each other's fingers.

Amy kept stroking my cock as my GF finger fucked her. She put it in her pussy and I fucked her standing up in the pool...both of their lips locked and hands all over each other's tits. I was fucking our friend, she was finger fucking my GF and sucking on her nipples.

We broke from each other. We all seemed to need a break and a drink and a cigarette. We sat on the patio...towels barely covering us as we had a smoke and a glass of wine. For some reason ... maybe it was the two naked women with me...maybe it was the wine....but my cock was hard again...I stood up and put my cock in my girlfriend's mouth. Then in Amy's mouth. Then back. Again and again. 

They shared my cock.

I kept switching back and forth. I put my cock in my gf's mouth and let her suck on me for a little bit...then to our friend. They'd watch intently as the other sucked on me. I was so hard. I could barely stand it.

Neither could my gf. She pushed me onto the chair and climbed on top of me facing Amy. She slid her soaking wet pussy down my cock and started fucking me right in front of her. Amy stood up and kissed my girlfriend, deeply - slow tongue kisses. Then she bent down and started nibbling on my girlfriend’s tits. One then the other - cupping them while nibbling. Next she grabbed her towel, folded it, put it on the ground in front of us and knelt down. She licked us together as my cock was going in and out of my girlfriend. Then she did something I had only seen in porn. She pulled my cock out of my gf's cunt and sucked it. She licked up and down on my shaft, making sure she licked all of the pussy juices off my dick. It was absolutely breath taking -- cool air and hot lips on my cock. When she was done, she shoved my cock back into my gf's waiting pussy. 

I fucked her for a minute or so. Then the girls switched places.

After a while, we moved the party into the bedroom. I really wanted to fuck Amy and she wanted to fuck me. She lay down on the bed and spread wide for me. I fucked her as hard as I could for as long as I could. My girlfriend was out on the patio sitting in a chair watching us through the bedroom window. Her hands were furiously masturbating her pussy as she watched me fuck Amy. We were watching her watch us.

I couldn't stand it any longer and I came in her. Just as my girlfriend was cumming. She got up from her chair and walked into the bedroom. Without saying a word, she replaced my cock with her tongue and began licking the cum out of our friend.

Amy's pussy was on fire....and I could feel myself getting hard again as I watched my girlfriend eat her. Amy was pinching her nipples and I decided that I needed to suck on them, so I grabbed one of them with my hand and put my mouth on the other. I rubbed my cock against the bed to make it harder and I was inches away from my girlfriend's mouth/friend's cunt. My girlfriend was playing with her pussy and both girls were moaning. I removed my mouth from those big titties and got out of the bed. My girlfriend's cunt was at the edge of the bed and I just rammed my cock in her, while she continued licking the cunt in front of her.

Now Amy is cumming and she is watching me fuck my girlfriend from behind. She starts kissing my girlfriend and licking her face, then begins feeling her tits and her pussy at the same time. She's lying next to my girlfriend and I start finger fucking her. Her pussy is so wet. I have two fingers inside her and the girls are necking with each other. 

Just then...my girlfriend says to me...I want you to fuck me in the ass.

I pull my fingers out of Amy's pussy and my cock out of my girlfriend's cunt. I pull her ass cheeks apart and tell our friend to grab my cock and put it in my girlfriend's ass. She says, "do it..ram it in me. I want his hot cock in my ass." Our friend does what she's told and slides my cock in the waiting ass. She has words of her own, "finger me in the cunt and the ass, Brad...while you're fucking that tight little ass...and when she's done, I want that cock in MY ass."

Both girls are now moaning and screaming out: "Fuck me. Hard. Fuck me in the ass." "Finger fuck my ass. More. Harder." Over and over again. 

I am sweating as I keep up with them. Finally, my girlfriend's legs go taut, she's quivering and I know she is about finished. 

Amy knows this, too.
I pull out of my girlfriend and put my cock into Amy's ass. It slides in easily. I am so fucking horny I just want to fuck. I really don't care if it's my friend or my girlfriend. My cock is hard and it slides into her ass easily. My girlfriend is lying there...spent...she's watching as I fuck Amy. Her ass opening up to my cock and I thrust it into her. I am fucking all that I can...my hard cock into her ass....I want to cum. I need to come. I am fucking her ass and my girlfriend is watching. OMG my cock is in her ass and I am fucking her hard. I cum and thrust and spew my sperm deep in her ass.

After a few minutes of recovery time we head back outside. Turn on the outside shower and clean each other up. I am first, the cool water rushing over me and the girls wash me from head to toe. They make sure my cock, balls and ass are especially clean! One of the girls has her fingers in my ass; the other is just rubbing my balls and cock with the soap. My cock is trying to revive, but after the two huge cums that I have all of us know this is not going to happen. Not so soon.

When they are done with me, I rinse off and jump in the pool. I swim a lap or two and then come to the edge of the pool and watch. They are under the shower still. The water rushing over my girlfriend. Her head is back, eyes are closed and our friend, Amy, is cleaning her pussy with the large bar of soap. She's slowly rubbing the bar over my girlfriend's clit and is staring at her face. She's intent on making her cum. With each moan from my girlfriend, our friend speeds up a little bit with the bar of soap. The water is running over her tits, down her stomach and to her pussy. Our friend then drops the bar of soap and uses her fingers to finish the job. She is using both hands now. One hand has her pussy lips spread and is rubbing the little love button the other hand has four fingers deep inside my girlfriend's cunt. My girlfriend is holding on for dear life. She is cumming and I know that she doesn't want to stop.

My girlfriend is spent and sits down in one of the patio chairs. Our friend, Amy, finishes up her shower and in a sultry manner walks over to the pool and down the steps. She has a big smile on her face. She walks over to me at the edge of the pool. Still grinning. She tells me, "I'm next. Take care of me." And pulls herself out of the pool. She's right in front of me, her legs spread. She puts her legs on my shoulders and pulls me into her. The night air is cool, her pussy is hot. Her pussy is shaved with a little landing strip. I put my fingers in her. She is so wet. She says, "I've been fucked in both holes, I've made her cum by playing with her, and I am ready for another big huge cum. I want you to eat me. I'm going to use your tongue...all you have to do is do what you’re doing and I'll make it work."

My girlfriend is just watching, and she is gently rubbing her tits.

Amy has her legs around my neck and she pulls my head into her cunt. I thrust my tongue inside her and am astounded at how wet her little pussy is. She says, "Lick me from top to bottom." I comply. I start at her clit and go around the world. I put my tongue in her ass and she lets out a little moan. "Now go back." I lick her the other way and stop at her clit. 
"Back", she says. "Back". Her voice is husky and barely above a whisper. Her hands are gone from my head and she is holding herself up. 

I keep doing this; she is dripping all over my face. I realize she is no longer in control. And the last time I go from her ass to her clit, I stop there. And I suck her small love bud into my mouth. She groans...UNGGGHHHH. I stay there and suck harder. She is pulling me into her with her legs and is groaning. First lowly, then with a wild animal sound. I suck her clit then I put my tongue in her cunt. She says, "no, suck me suck my clit." And I go back to sucking her as hard as I can.

I continue to suck her clit. It's rock hard in my mouth. She’s pulling me with her legs because they are starting to stiffen with her impending orgasm. My girlfriend has slipped behind her for support and has her hands on her breasts and is pinching her nipples. I hear her grunt then scream, "Oh my god, I am cumming. Suck me, Brad, make me cum. Eat me, suck me. This is so good. Pinch my nipples, baby, harder. HARDER. SUCK ME. OH FUCK OH FUCK." She pulls back from me. She's shaking and my girlfriend begins kissing her. Tears are streaming from Amy's face as she passionately kisses my girlfriend. 

I pull her into the pool and she slides onto my throbbing cock.

Amy kisses me as she slides on to me. Languid. Kinda bittersweet. We're not doing much of anything but letting the buoyancy of the water do the work. I walk her across the pool with my cock buried in her. Her legs wrapped around me. My hands on her ass holding her. Still kissing taking it slow. We have to after the time we had just had. 

She stops kissing me; her head is on my shoulder. I keep walking in the pool; my cock is enjoying itself buried in her cunt. I realize she's sound asleep. I walk up the steps; my girlfriend is there with a towel. She dries us off as best as she can with me still where I am. I carry her into our bedroom and we gently put her under the covers and kiss her good night. 

My girlfriend says to me, put ME to sleep.

We saunter out to the pool from our bedroom. Our friend, Amy, is sound asleep. I sit on the edge of the pool with my feet dangling in the pool, my cock dangling above it. My girlfriend gets in the pool, swims a few laps and I watch her ass as she swims. It's a sweet ass and I can feel myself getting hard at her swimming naked. She swims up to me and without a word, puts my cock in her mouth. She's an expert at sucking cock and within no time at all, I am hard again. 

She slips my cock out of her mouth, strokes it ever so gently and almost purring, says to me, "so, are you going to put me to sleep?. Like you did to Amy?"

I slip into the pool. I pick her up and put her on my cock. She slides onto me, her large breasts rubbing against my chest. The pool is warm and her pussy is hot. I slide in all the way. She moans as I hit the top of her womb. She puts her head on my shoulder; with my hands on her tight little ass and my cock in her sweet wet little cunt, I start walking towards the deep end. She kisses my neck softly. I moan my content. 

We walk/swim like this for a few laps and she says to me, "I want to go to sleep. I want to join Amy in our bed." All I can do is nod in acquiescence.

We climb the steps of the pool entwined. Finally, I pull out of her and grab the towels that are on the chair. We towel off, focusing on our naughty bits and then hand-in-hand, totally naked, head to our bedroom. Our sleeping Amy is waiting for us to join her in our bed in peaceful sleep.



The Swimming Pool



It was a bitterly cold evening in January, and I'd decided to visit our local swimming pool after a hard day at the office. I'm a solicitor in a City law firm and after eight hours dictating letters and attending endless meetings, I always found the feeling of the cold water surging all around me both stimulating and relaxing. 

That evening, unsurprisingly, the pool was almost empty. Like my wife and two teenage sons, most people had decided to stay in their cosy centrally heated homes than venture out into the darkness. There were perhaps five or six people swimming, plus a young male attendant sitting in a chair watching us. I swam up and down the pool, enjoying the motion of water across my body, feeling the aches of the day slowly fading away. 

I stood up to rest after twenty lengths and noticed a woman in her thirties with short orange hair climbing out of the water. She was wearing a red micro-bikini and I couldn't help noticing that she had a fantastic figure. As she turned, I realised that I knew her - it was Amy, the mother of a boy who went to the same secondary school as my children. I waved to her, and she smiled and waved back. I watched her as she walked over to the deep end, stood on tiptoe with her arms raised above her head, and executed a perfect dive into the water. There was scarcely a splash.

I plunged back into the water myself, vaguely, and slightly guiltily, wondering what she would look like naked. Her bikini left little to the imagination, and even from this distance I could see the distinct mound of her pussy and the telltale dark shadows caused by her nipples. Then the sensation of the clear, flowing liquid overwhelmed these idle thoughts, and I surrendered myself to the water for another twenty lengths.

When I eventually got out, my pores tingling all over in the cold air, there was no-one else in the pool. Amy had gone, and even the attendant had disappeared. I collected my clothes and towel from the locker and went into to the men's changing rooms. There was no-one there either. 

I took off my swimming trunks and discovered, to my surprise, that my penis was semi-erect. Normally, the cold water would keep me soft, despite the proximity of bare female flesh that would often be on display. I'd never really found swimming sexually exciting anyway, but tonight my cock obviously thought differently. Perhaps it was the presence of Amy...

I cupped my balls in my hand. They were as hard as rocks. I glanced at the clock on the wall - the pool was closing in a few minutes so no-one else would be arriving. I suddenly decided to do something I'd never, ever done before. I grabbed my bottle of shampoo and walked to the shower unit in the corner of the changing room. I pressing the button and a stream of searing hot water cascaded over my body, causing me to gasp with shock and pleasure. I squeezed a big dollop of shampoo onto my hand and, turning my back on the spray, I began rubbing it onto my cock, sliding my hand up and down its length and over the tip with one hand, smoothing it over and around my pubic hair and squeezing and kneading my hard balls with the other. I had never been as hard as this, all eight inches of dark veined flesh slapping solidly against my stomach. As I slipped the foreskin back from my helmet, I saw it was bright purple and glistening - I could almost see my reflection in it. Every touch of my fingers was making me shudder now. 

The hot water flowed over my back and down my arms, and I began pumping at my penis, gripping it so tightly the shampoo suds spurted from my fingers every time I slid my foreskin up. I was thinking of Amy, imagining her walking up to me, loosening the top of her bikini, letting me cup her two beautiful breasts in my hands. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the moment. A warm glow began moving out from my groin as both hands worked away. I had never masturbated anywhere except my home before, and although the feeling was fantastic, I was also conscious that I should ejaculate as quickly as possible before anyone caught me.

I felt the familiar pulsing sensation in my cock of an impending orgasm and I pumped even faster. The shampoo was dribbling down my arms and legs, frothing in the water at my feet. I was about to come.

Then - a noise!

I opened my eyes and froze. A shadow was moving across the changing room wall, by the entrance to the pool. I whirled around in a panic, trying to hide my erection. My heart banged away in my chest and my breathing was fast and ragged.

"Oh - hello!" came a voice. A soft, slightly husky voice.

Amy.

I turned my head. She was standing there in her bikini, bold as brass, her eyes on the ceiling.

I tried to look affronted. "What on earth are you doing here?" I asked. I was aware that my voice had risen several octaves.

"Hello, Bill," she said, with a knowing smile. "Did you have a nice swim?"

"I - well.." I stammered.

She shifted onto one foot. "Thing is, Bill, there's no hot water in the ladies' changing rooms, and I was told everyone had gone from here so I come in and use it for myself."

I stared at her breasts. The bikini top hid nothing. Her nipples were huge and hard, pushing the thin material up into two perfectly symmetrical points, like tiny wide-open eyes.

"Any chance of waiting till I'm finished?" I asked, still clutching my erect cock.

She shivered. "Oh, Bill, I'm all cold out here," she said mock-plaintively. "I promise I won't look." 

I thought for a second. What harm was there? We're both adults. She'll keep her bikini on, and I'll be out in a second.

"Well, okay," I said, and began washing away the shampoo round my cock.

In a second, she was standing next to me at the other showerhead. I saw her hand reach out and turn the shower on and she screamed. "It's boiling!" she laughed.

"I know. Always is."

I looked at her bare shoulders out of the corner of my eye, trying to keep my mind on more mundane matters.

"How's your son?" I asked.

"Tom? Oh, he's fine," she said, turning languidly so that the water surged through her hair and down her body in shiny rivulets. Her eyes were closed, a smile of pleasure on her lips.

My cock had lost most of its rigidity, but it was still semi-erect. I knew I'd better leave, but the combination of the pulsatingly hot water and the presence of this woman next to me kept me there, as if rooted to the spot.

"I don't suppose I could borrow your shampoo, could I?" she asked. 

"Sure," I said. Her hand brushed across mine as I passed it to her, and a thrill went through my body. My cock jerked, as if pulled by an invisible wire. 

I watched her pour some of the creamy liquid onto her hair and rub it in. Then she began rubbing it into her shoulders and across the top of her chest. Her hands rubbed lower, lower, and then disappeared into each cup of the bikini, massaging her tits with the shampoo.

I couldn't quite believe what I was seeing. But my penis could. It was back at attention, the helmet glistening under the flowing water.

She was murmuring under her breath, something wordless. She crossed her arms and pulled the bikini up above her head in one fluid motion. Then she looked straight at me, and reached out and took my balls in the palm of her left hand. Just like that.

I gasped with surprise. "Amy!"

She took one step towards me. "No-one will know. If you don't tell anyone."

I'd never noticed her bright green eyes before. She opened her mouth and pressed herself against me, pushing her lips onto mine. I felt the points of her nipples digging into my chest, the soft mound of her cunt thrusting against my thigh. I groaned. She pushed her tongue deep into my mouth and ran both hands through my hair and down my back. Then I felt them grab hungrily for my cock, which had rammed itself up against her hipbone. She began pulling the foreskin up and down, slowly and measuredly under the cascading water. 

My nose was pressed against hers so tightly I could barely breathe. Her mouth tasted of peaches. My hands, at first held loosely by my sides, began exploring her neck, her shoulders, running them down her back, bumping my fingers against the bones of her spine. They had a life of their own. She leant against me still more, bringing my head down with her, and her back became arched, her skin tight over her ribs. My hands rested on each of her soft, plump buttocks. I began squeezing them, almost involuntarily, every time she pulled at my engorged cock.

Eventually she stopped kissing me and ran her mouth over my face, her tongue caressing my nose, my eyes, across my forehead. With one hand she was pulling at my scrotum, cupping each ball in turn and gently squeezing, while with the other she was wanking me harder and faster, my helmet banging against her stomach. There wasn't much room to move. 

I pushed her back so her face was under the shower and put one nipple into my mouth. It was soft at the bottom, hard at the tip, and tasted - like her mouth - like peaches. I took as much of her tit in my mouth as I could, sucking it in, rubbing my teeth gently across it, flicking at her nipple with my tongue. She gave a high-pitched groan and almost lost her balance, taking her hands off my cock and grabbing tightly onto my buttocks. I put one arm around her, twisted her slightly, and took her other wet nipple into my mouth. Saliva and water mingled in my mouth as I ate her beautiful breast, forcing it right into the back of my mouth so that I almost gagged.

Her hands were back on my penis now, and I could feel once more the growing sensation of an explosive orgasm. As if sensing this, she pushed away from me and planted her feet either side of mine, bending back so that her head was once more right under the showerhead. Clumsily, she grabbed my hard cock with one hand and pulled it to her chest. 

I got the idea. Straddling her, I laid my cock against her, bent my legs and pushed her breasts together with both hands so they held it tightly between them. Her tits were red and shiny and I could see tiny teeth-marks around her nipples. I pushed against her slowly and carefully, watching intently as my helmet rose up and down between her breasts. Water cascaded down us both. She'd braced herself against the wall, but with one hand she'd somehow managed to reach the shampoo bottle and she squirted it over my cock. The frothy liquid ran down her bulging orbs and over my hands, easing the path of my rock-hard penis once, twice...and then my body jolted, my eyes snapped shut and I shot a huge, stringy load of cum all over her mouth, her eyes, her cheeks. My hands clenched her breasts even more, until she cried out in pain.

I opened my eyes. Her mouth, eyes and cheeks were covered in spunk. She was smiling languidly up at me. Through the hissing water, I heard her say, "So, Bill, when do you go swimming again?" 



The Swimming Pool



I would never have thought to be called a 'cock-slut', nor have a real one, not imagined, dripping with pre-cum, slithering in and out of my mouth, my own eight inch rod gorged in red satin panties, wearing black nylon stockings and a silk garter belt. Yet here I was, having sex with a complete stranger, sucking a monstrous dick, craving for it to be inside me, doing things I'd only dreamt about, acting the wicked whore who would do anything to please, do anything to make the man scream his cum into me. 

But first things first, take things slowly, set the scene, so to speak, for I need to draw you into the above with a brief history of why I ended up being 'the whore', to make you part of the show, to illuminate, where you can join with me in the pleasures of cross-dressing, the pleasures of having a man dictate to you the joy of domination, when you're willing to act out your wildest fantasy. Here then, is my story, how I found the thrust and taste of a man's cock as exciting as I ever found sex to be, how I proudly, and unashamedly, acted the role of a woman for a man I'd met but an hour previously.

Recently split from my wife after twenty five years of marriage, in need of a few days rest away from the stress and strain of the break-up, I booked a flight to Barcelona and found an hotel near the beach in the Olympic Quarter. After some tapas and a cold relaxing beer, I went to my room, unpacked, changed into my speedos and made for the pool, saught a sun-lounger, removed my bathrobe, lay back and enjoyed the sun, the only sound the playful voices of a family who treaded the shallow end, their laughter echoing in the warm wind.

I didn't take the plunge myself, my black speedos being a size too small, revealing really, but in the rush of packing for my flight, I forgot my swimmimg gear, and those that now clung to my body I bought at the airport, the only pair I could find in the shop. To hide my unease, my obvious bulge, I half-covered the thin material with my bathing towel, closed my eyes under my shades, guitar music from someone's room drifting me to sleep, little realising I would soon be experiencing the thrill of a man's cock inside me.

Now as you've probably guessed, up to that point in my tender middle-age, I never had sex with a man, though for years I had fantasised about males in see-through briefs, particularly the mature type, when I would pleasure myself with thoughts of sucking their cocks, getting fucked, myself in panties and stockings, acting the 'slut', acting the outrageous queen. But it was strictly that, innocent fun, and besides, the desire would fade with masturbation, yet always the haunting would return and I would again adorn myself in the tableau of womanhood, experimenting, sometimes jacking-off with a condom on, sometimes into a cup or glass, then drinking the still-hot liquid which I found to be such a turn on. Experimenting to such lengths that I would masturbate upside down, against a wall, legs bent back, fingers up my ass, my cum exploding onto my face and mouth.  

Once, in utter frustration, at boiling point, desperately needing cock, I rang a gay massage parlour, but on hearing the male voice say 'yes, can I help you,' I panicked and put the phone down. Oh, I'd searched the internet, had trawled the porn sites, the chat rooms, had strutted about the house in my wife's lingerie whenever she was away for a few days, yet always I baulked at the actual physical contact, though I knew deep down it would only be a matter of time before those desires would be fulfilled, when a man would enslave me, when his cum would spurt down my throat, would jet up my ass.

But back to the pool. Waking up from my siesta, I noticed a man, tall, mid-fifties, greyish hair, toned muscles, trimmed moustache and goatee beard, pulling himself from the water's edge, and to my surprise, walked over to the sun-lounger next to mine, picked up a towel and began to dry himself.

I say surprised, for not only were we now the only ones at the pool, here he was wearing white speedos which left nothing to the imagination, his cock and balls clearly visible through the rayon, damp from his exertions in the water.

Taking a deep intake of breath, I glanced in his direction, in a manner of disinterest, but he seemed to sense my arousal, drying himself in a provocative way, slowly brushing his sex, adjusting his speedos, at one time turning his back and stretching them between the cheeks of his well-rounded tight butt.

I couldn't pull my eyes away, my rod hardening, straining the thin fabric of my briefs. I sat up to cover my obvious erection, my eyes never straying from his cock, from the outline of his balls which hung like grapes from a vine aching to be kissed. He then lay down, stretched along the length of his lounger, patted the last drops of water from his stomach and teasingly opened the top of his speedos revealing the tip of his cock, glistening with pre-cum.

He did this three times, deliberately, letting the elastic snap back on his tanned skin, the sound making me moan from the pit of my stomach. Waves of pleasure rippled through my body. I was beside myself, despairing for his dick, despairing for the taste of his sex, my heart racing, pulsing against my rib cage.

Touching my own throbbing member, careful that anyone watching from their rooms would not notice, I brazenly unloosened the side of my trunks allowing him a view of 'my' purple head, wet too with juice. I was incredibly hot, in such a state of arousal I would have masturbated there and then, but baring myself in such a way in a public place limited my caress so I simply rubbed the tip of my cock and waited for a response. Taking my cue, the man turned to face me and opened the top of his briefs, the whole of his cock now clearly visible, 9 inches and more of solid meat, his towel placed discreetly so only I could see. Clasping his dick with his left hand, pulling its length like one would pull a cow's teat, drips of pre-cum oozed out, the bright silvery liquid a thread on his fingers which he put to his mouth, his tongue licking the fluid clean. His exhibition was driving me crazy, and I was about to say something, desperate as I was for more, when he suddenly stood up, gathered his things, looked directly at me, and in a strong voice, demanded...'room 208. Twenty minutes. OK?', winking as if to say 'I'm going to fuck you, whore'.

My heart still racing, my body trembling, my head buzzing, I was overcome with an overpowering need to be fucked. I was now in his power, sure in my mind I was soon to be a willing partner to the stranger's demands. Electrified with what lay in store, I lay back, covered my swollen sex with my towel, imagining his hot prick in my mouth, in my cunt, his cum spreading down my thighs, my own cock spent of milk, the two of us completely pleasured. 

Twenty minutes later I was at his door. Nervously I knocked, and in seconds he appeared, naked except for a tiny pair of thongs, his cock rigid, sticking out above the elastic top like a tent pole, leaking pre-cum, his balls inviting, solid, tight in their sack, moving.

'Let's not fuck about,' he smiled, rubbing his chest, rubbing his crotch. 'Best get down to it, eh?' I simply nodded, speechless, inhaled deeply, but immediately discarded any shame, as I did my bathrobe and towel, knelt down, unhooked his cock and put the juicy head in my mouth, my own 8 inch dick free from my speedos which I stroked feverishly with my fingers. 

Desire spread through me like fire. God! My first cock. It tasted salty, musky, and I licked around the rim, cupping his balls with one hand, weighing them, stroking the length of his shaft with the other. I was completely gone, in another world, all inhibitions drained from my body, surprised at my raw expertise, my perversion, as if I'd been sucking dick for years, in awe that such a monster could fit so snug into my mouth, my tongue flicking madly, his length sliding deep into my throat.

'Ah, you fucking cock-slut. You fucking bitch,' the man gasped. 'Suck me more. Harder. That's it. Take it all down. Yes. Yes. Go on. Go on,' and I continued to suck, slurp, sometimes gagging with his size, his balls bouncing on my chin. 

Abandoned, stroking his butt, my fingers tickling his cunt, making him thrust faster, deeper, all the way in, my moans now a whimper, I pleaded for his cum, pleaded for him to empty his cream into me. 'That's it. Go on. Go on. Yes. Give it to me. Give it all to me.'

Immediately he tensed, his head thrown back, murmuring 'oh nooooo. Oh noooooo. Yes. Yes. Yes,' and hot spunk filled my mouth, a huge amount, which seemed to last forever, gobs of it on my lips, on my chin, his cock forging deeper until the last drops trickled down into my belly, my own cock jetting streams of milk over my thighs, on my bathrobe, our cries entangled as one. Ah, what bliss, the taste of the mans cum pungent on my palate, his still-hard cock inches from my mouth, the last drips smeared on its bulbous head which I licked as I would a plate of the finest honey.

Thirty minutes later, both of us now completely naked, relaxed after a glass of iced cognac, spirit for our souls and spirit to enter further into the male sex, we lay on a couch, touching ourselves. This is where the panties and stockings and garter belt came in, lying as they were on the arm rest, and in his strong voice, the man insisted I put them on, which I did, my cock once more hardening as I stood up and slid the satin panties over my thighs, heightend further as I slipped on the stockings and garter belt, his eyes glued to my sex, his cock twitching freely, twitching up and down as if pulled by invisible string. Taking my dick in my hands I placed it on the tip on his, rubbing our pre-cum together, my butt grinding back and forth, until I sank back on the couch, crossed my legs, the feel of the nylons on my skin willing me into the slut I wanted to be. 

Teasingly adjusting the seams, adjusting the straps of the suspenders, running fingers up and around the hem, the stranger seemed to lose his control, that he bent over and kissed the tip of my dick through the thin satin of my panties.

'M'mmmmmmm. You're pleasing the lady. Please suck me. I need to feel as you felt when I sucked you,' I purred. 'Go on. I want to feel your tongue on my clit,' which he did, taking it into his mouth, licking around the rim, along the veins, until my whole cock was hidden. It was bliss. I was near explosion, but in such need of his cum I had to push his head away. 'No. No. Later. Later. I need your juice. Need 'your' cock in my ass,' I prissily said.  

'I knew you would love lingerie. Could tell. Could tell you wanted to act the dame,' he asserted, licking his lips, feeling my balls, pulling a strap of the garter belt, letting it flick back to smack against my thigh.

'You're so right,' I replied, standing up again, supreme in my new-found femininity, hands on my hips, pouting, pushing my sex towards him. God, what pleasure to have my cock strained in tiny panties inches from his face, stroking myself, inflaming the stranger, prompting him to pull at this dick, to excite him to the point of anger, to the point where, in a role reversal, I found I had the power.

'Now dance for me. Dance. Strut about like a woman. Wiggle your butt. Yes. That's it bitch,' the man insisted, still fingering his cock, and I did as he asked, my hips snaking forwards and backwards, sideways, my cock at his mouth, tempting, drawing back, pulling my dick out from my soaking panties and stroking it slowly, my juices dripping to the floor, some of which I drew to my tongue with thumb and forefinger, licking the taste, seductively voicing 'you like, yes? You like me as a woman?' 

'Yes. Yes. I love you as a woman. And I'm going to fuck you as one. But I need your cunt to be wet,' he remarked, and he got up from the couch and headed for the bathroom, his cock swinging, his large balls jiggling, returning seconds later with a tube of lubrication, the necessary accessory for fucking, a fact I was soon to discover to my joy and satisfaction.

'Here. Come over here. Yes. Now turn around. That's it. Bend over,' he controlled, sitting back on the couch, and he pulled my panties down, spread my cheeks and slowly smeared my cunt with the lube, inserting two fingers in my hole which maddened me to the point of cumming, pulling the panties up, smacking my butt, saying 'now I'm going to fuck the slut. But first you suck me. OK? Suck me until I nearly cum. Go on, you fuckin' bitch. Yes. Go on. Suck. Suck.' And how I slurped, licking and gobling his dick, the taste of his juice more exotic and divine than before, licked and slurped his balls, taking each one in my mouth, licked his butt-hole, tongued his depths, the inside of his thighs, his stomach, his nipples, his neck, his ear lobes. God, I was never so horny. Never.

'You like?' I whispered in his ear, rubbing the juicy tip of his cock with the fingers of my right hand, tweaking his nipples with the other. 'You like? You like to fuck me, no? You like to fuck this sexy lady? To cum inside me? Go on then. You can fuck me. Yes, you can fuck me. Fuck me like the slut I am. Fuck like you have never fucked before.' 

'Ah, you're good. So good. Yes, I want to fuck you,' the man groaned, and as desperate as he was for his dick to impale me, as desperate I was for his cum to explode inside me. Oh, how I complied so easily, eagerly, pulling away and sitting astride him, parting the gusset of my panties, spreading my cheeks, directing his cock to my lubed cunt, the sensation of its juiced head at my hole sending shivers up and down my body. 

'Fuck me then. Go on then. Slip it into me. That's it. That's it,' I whimpered, his swollen head brushing back and forth over my cunt. I was the whore he wanted me to be, and I would do anything, just anything for him. At first it hurt, and I cried out, but he expertly manoeuvred himself, and slowly, gently even, he entered further until I could feel his whole length, could feel his strokes going in and out, in an out, understanding for the first time what utter pleasure one man can give to another. 

'Oh god, oh god, your cock is so beautiful, it's driving me insane. You're a real man. Yes, the best fuck a woman can have. More. More. Give me more,' I passioned, my words seeming to drive him over the edge.

In and out he went. In and out, and for whatever reason, instinct I guess, I put my finger to my lips and said 'sssshhhhhhhh. Let me do the fucking. Let me fuck you until you can't take any more. Until you scream for more. Until you beg for your spunk to shoot into my swollen hole.'

My cock had now burst from my panties, and he was stroking it, dabbing my pre-cum on his tongue. Utterly depraved, I slid up and down his shaft, rotating my hips, gyrating, speeding up my rhythm, slowing, speeding up again, my hands at his nipples, bending over and kissing them, him smacking my ass, screaming 'go on slut. Go on. You want my cream, eh? You want my milk?' until he could hold back no longer, shuddering 'aaaaah. You fucking bitch. You fucking bitch. Here, have my spunk,' and he exploded into my cunt with such force I could feel his cum spurting against my insides, my own spraying all over him, so much of it, jets of it on his face, on his chest, glistening on the hair of his muscled belly, the only sound the deep breathing of two crazed men and the squelch of his cock as he withdrew from my cunt, his lush juice dripping from my sex, into my panties, down over the inside of my thighs, trickling over my black stockings, which I dabbed with my fingers, inserting the still-warm salty fluid into my mouth while licking my own cum from his stomach.

Fot an hour we lay there, loose talk, sharing more cognac, acting the woman as he bid, rubbing and kissing his nipples, he rubbing mine, until we got hard again, until we came for a third time, masturbating each other, shooting each load over the others sex then licking each other dry, sharing the spunk in our mouths, sharing the taste of ourselves. It was godsend. I knew then there was no looking back, that I would pleasure any man who would pleasure me, that I would forever enjoy the thrill of a cock in my mouth, the thrill of the taste of cum rushing down my throat, the thrill of it shooting up my ass, of it sliding down my thighs to mix with the mesh of panties and nylons.   

Later, having showered, joined in a last drink, he said he had enjoyed himself so much, surprised to know it was my first time with a man, patting my rump, saying 'you're an expert. Now you are virgin free. You will please any man. And you can keep the panties and stockings. Who knows, you might need them.'

I thanked him for his words, exchanged pleasantries, expressed a desire to see him again, but sadly he was travelling back to England later that night. But he wrote down addresses and telephone numbers of gay saunas in the city, citing the best ones, the easist pick-up joints, the brightest gay bars, the horniest cinemas. After a warm embrace, parting company, I headed for my room, dressed and made for the bar and the city and the night life, where, with my new-found confidence (and panties and stockings and garter belt) I would find men who would fulfil me as I would do them, which I have done frequently, so many times, so much cum in my mouth, so much hot cock in my cunt. So much..........



The Swimming Pool



(This is my first submission anywhere at all and this was my first attempt at writing, happy to hear feedback, please be nice and don't run me off ... hehe)

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Sara was annoyed, this traffic was crazy and looking at the time she was getting worried she might not make it to the pool before it closes and boy, did she need to swim out a few laps to get rid of the days stresses from work. It was her favourite pastime, after a hard day's work she would head off to the pool hopefully getting in about a half hour of laps before it would close. Not only did this help her work out any stress or frustrations from the day it also helped keep her figure in the shape that it was. 

Pulling into the car park of the pool she noticed it was rather empty, although at this time of day it wasn't uncommon to be so. Grabbing her bag she practically ran in the front door and being a member didn't have to stop at the front desk to pay, which was a good thing as she couldn't see Andrew behind the counter who was normally on at this time. She headed into the change room and started to get undressed then opened her bag for her comfortable swimming bathers, a lovely dark blue one piece, which the sole purpose of was for swimming and not for showing off. Standing there naked rummaging thru her bag she couldn't find her bathers, she pulled out the towel and any bit of junk she had but still it wasn't there, suddenly she remembered, it was still hanging up at home and she had meant to get it on the way from work but she got held up and clear forgot to stop by and get it.

Sitting down on the bench, she threw her towel at the wall for no other reason than she could, and noticed something fall out that was wrapped up in the towel. Walking over she realised it was her exhibition bikini, the top barely managed to hold her breasts in place and the bottoms were worse being a g-string with a small triangle at the front that barely hid her small neatly trimmed patch of hair above her vagina. No, she thought to herself she couldn't wear that not here, there could be people she knows inside and she preferred doing her exhibitions at beaches where she doubted anyone knowing her would be, but she really wanted to stretch out a few good laps.

Sara sat back down on the bench holding her bikini in her hand and her thoughts went back to the times she had worn it. Sara was an exhibitionist, she really enjoyed doing it but it had to be on her terms in where and when, right now wasn't one of them though and she agonised between possibly showing off a little too much to someone she knew or getting a great swim in. Now when Sara wanted to show off she really put in the full effort, she would drive any distance to find a nice beach and when she was happy with what she found the show would begin. 

The bikini would already be on under a tight pair of shorts and usually just a tank top or even just the bikini top itself. Getting out of her car was the start, lots of bending and stretching possibly dropping something and then having to bend right over to pick it up, by the time she left the car park for the sand she usually had a couple of guys, even occasionally girls, following her along. She would then take her time finding just the right spot to set up for her show, laying out her towel slowly peeling off her shorts revealing her butt to whoever was watching behind, then laying down and stretching out, of course this was then followed by the slow sensual application of her sunscreen. This part usually got a lot of attention as she paid careful notice of every part of her body rubbing the edges of her breasts and right along the inside of her legs.

She knew there would always be some guy wanting to put the moves on her but she was here under her terms and was putting on a show, not looking for some guy thinking he was every woman's fantasy trying to pick her up. Usually her show would end around the time that would happen and whoever caused her to move on usually got given a hard time by the others that had just been happy to watch. What none of them ever knew though was how hot she would get from displaying herself like that, it was for her a immense turn-on to be viewed by so many and have her body appreciated like that. In fact she was usually so hot that the drive home usually consisted of her playing with her clit as she drove and had even at times risked driving with nothing on if dusk was settling in. By the time she would get home she would just run for her room and dive onto her bed, her fingers slipping inside her vagina while her other hand played with her nipples and would bring herself to such an intense orgasm.

Suddenly her mind snapped back to the pool as she realised she was sitting there naked and her fingers had slid down to start to play with her clit. She shuddered a little from her own touch but pulled her hand away saying to herself "Not now Sara, not here, may as well put this bikini on and get a swim in before it's too late, might even help cool yourself down a little" she giggled to herself at that last part of her thought. Slipping the tiny bikini on she took a quick look at herself in the mirror and thought that she really better take it easy in the pool or she might show a lot more then she really wanted, but looking at her reflection with the sheer black of the bikini contrasting against her light tan, she did understand why people liked to watch her so much.

"Well Sara" she said to herself "no time like the present" and wrapping her towel around herself she walked to the door of the change room and looked out. To her surprise there appeared to be absolutely no one around, which suited her nicely right now, and she headed to the deep end of the pool and looking around once more for good measure quickly dropped her towel and slid into the water, a sense of relief coming over her once she was immersed in the pool. She relaxed there for a minute before pushing off from the wall and striking out with powerful strokes began her first lap. Not long after she started swimming she realised that something felt different in her swimming and realised it was probably to do with the fact she was wearing her bikini instead of her normal full figured one piece. 

The first thing she noticed was as she turned her head to breath she could actually feel her long hair brushing across her back, something her one piece didn't allow, then she also realised that her butt was moving around a fair bit which wasn't a bad thing just different and due to the fact her one piece held everything in place very well. Her breasts certainly weren't staying where they normally would and with each stroke they would shift around causing her nipples to rub against the fabric of her bikini, a feeling that was actually rather enjoyable. The most prominent difference was the fact that the bikini bottom had hardly anything covering her vagina and as she was kicking the movement was causing the lips of her vagina to rub together which was definitely something new in her swimming and something that was certainly warming her up rather than cooling her down.

Sara tried to go on for a few more laps but it started to become too much for her and she decided to stop at the end of the next lap to take a breather. When she pulled up she looked around and couldn't believe there was no one around still, then she noticed someone standing in the back doorway that led to the storage area leaning against the door looking straight at her. She was a bit shocked at first then suddenly more shocked when she realised it was Andy the afterhours cleaner. Andy suddenly stood up straight with what appeared to be a look of shock on his face as he started over towards Sara, she couldn't help but watch as she had seen him many times as he would usually arrive early to prepare and they had chatted a number of times and she certainly liked the way he looked. Andy stood about six foot tall, his dark brown hair cut short and neat, his body was very well toned, probably from a lot of swimming as she had seen his name on some of the plaques and trophies kept around the pool centre. He always seemed to wear a t-shirt that was a size to small as they were quite tight on him and showed off his chest and shoulders quite nicely. 

"Sara?" he called out questioningly "is that you?" he continued walking closer and Sara suddenly got a bit embarrassed as she didn't mind showing herself off to strangers but this was Andy, someone she quite liked and if she was truly honest with herself very much liked and being dressed as she was suddenly had her face turning a little red so she moved quickly to the side of the pool right against the wall so he wouldn't really be able to see anything. "Hey Andy," she called back hesitantly "It is you Sara" he exclaimed then a strange look came across his face "oh I am sorry Sara" She wondered what he meant "What are you sorry about Andy?" "Well I didn't realise it was you swimming and I had been standing over there for some time now having a very good look at this near naked woman swimming in my pool after hours."

Suddenly Sara's mind exploded .... "After hours?" "Yes Sara, I closed the centre down about 20 minutes ago although I did forget to lock the front door after I let Andrew out and only just locked it before I came back and heard someone swimming." Andy told her. "Oh, I am so embarrassed Andy, I was running late and just sort of ran in the door not really noticing Andrew wasn't there and then had a little problem which took me a while to sort out before I got in the pool." Sara explained. Andy had now gotten close to the edge of the pool and was crouching down so they were at least closer to eye level than if he was standing, "Oh, I wondered how someone ended up in here and when I saw you do a turn at the end of the lane I thought I had a skinny dipper in the pool because your butt looked like you weren't wearing anything, then after I watched for a while I realised whoever it was must be wearing a skimpy little number and thought I would enjoy the show. I must say sorry again, If I had known it was you I would have spoken up to let you know I was here. I feel like a bit of a peeping Tom now."

Sara was trying to listen to him but her eyes had wandered a little and she noticed that the way he was crouching actually gave her a view straight up his shorts and she could see he had red bathers on underneath and what appeared to be a rather interesting bulge beginning to form. She pulled her eyes back up hoping he hadn't noticed and thought she should explain about her outfit, "I guess you are wondering about what I am wearing." She asked of him, "Well once I realised it was you I did wonder at what you had on as you always have that lovely deep blue suit on when I see you." He answered. "Well I didn't realise till I got here but I had left it at home by accident and when I was about to give up and go home I noticed I had this bikini in my bag, it isn't something I normally wear around somewhere like this but I really wanted to have a swim and there wasn't anyone around so I thought why not? Now I guess I better get out since it's after closing."

Andy replied rather quickly "Oh no Sara, you don't have to yet, it will be a good half hour before I chlorinate the pool so you can keep swimming for a while yet. I sometimes let a friend in occasionally which they do know about so it's fine for you to stay for a while." "Oh thank you Andy" she replied noting how quickly he had stopped her from going "I might swim a few more laps." Neither of them seemed willing to move, Sara because she wasn't quite ready for Andy to get a good close look at her and Andy didn't want to move since the bulge growing in his shorts had gotten bigger while talking to Sara. Eventually Andy moved, he tried to quickly turn and stand up at the same time but not before Sara managed to catch a glimpse of the now larger bulge that was visible thru his shorts. Once he had turned and moved off she pushed herself from the wall and began a slow leisurely swim.

Many thoughts started going thru her mind as she swam along, besides the fact of the sensations she was feeling from just swimming she found that the image of Andy's bulging bathers would not leave her mind. Sara had at times thought perhaps something may happen between them but there had never really seemed to be the chance as she was leaving when he was turning up so they might have chatted a bit and certainly seemed to have checked each other out but that first extra step just never seemed to eventuate. By what he said about watching an unknown person in the pool he obviously really did like what he saw which certainly added to the tingling she was feeling between her legs.

As she swam along she would look carefully out from the pool with each breath to see what Andy was up to and quite often all he was doing was looking back at her. Sara finally decided that she would do something to see what reaction she would get and at the end of her next lap she stopped for a moment and turned herself around before pushing off from the wall on her back and slowly stroked her way up the pool back stroke style. As she moved along the pool she noticed that Andy had completely stopped what he was doing and now was obviously watching her, after all, on her back her breasts were almost falling out of her top and her nipples were now well and truly erect which if Andy came closer he would plainly see. The kicking from doing back stroke seemed to cause even more of a rubbing sensation around her vagina and she was almost sure that if she kept kicking she could almost bring herself to an orgasm. 

Sara knew one lap was all she could manage doing this or she would get way too worked up and as she glanced towards Andy again she noticed that he was walking toward the pool which excited her even more, hoping he was coming closer because he was enjoying what he saw and wanted a better look. She was so focused on the rubbing between her legs and watching Andy move closer that she completely forgot her stroking and suddenly ran head first into the end of the pool. She felt a hard bump as her head hit the wall and reached out her hand to grab the wall while her other hand went to the back of her head. "Sara" she heard Andy call out and came running over "are you okay?" he asked as he stopped near the edge kneeling down right beside where she was. "Ow" she says rubbing her head "don't worry too much Andy I think I hurt my pride more than my head, I usually have my timing running fine but just didn't seem to get it right this time." As she finished speaking Sara looked up and once again got a wonderful view up his shorts again and could see Andy's bulge had definitely gotten larger.

Andy reached down and rubbed the back of Sara's head, his hand brushed over hers and she felt a shiver run thru her like an electric shock, "Okay Sara, as long as you are sure, I have to roll the ropes up so I will be right next to the pool and keeping an eye on you but please take it easy." Then he stood back up and moved back down the side of the pool continuously looking back at her as he went. Sara's mind was racing, he obviously liked what he saw and his touch on her hand was electric but then he just up and moves away again. "How can I be sure?" Sara thought to herself and all of a sudden a thought sparked in her mind and her exhibitionist tendencies started to take a hold of her. She slowly moved to the ladder at the side of the pool and looked to see where Andy was and seeing him only halfway down the pool decided that now was the time to put on a little show. 

Sara slowly, almost sensually pulled herself up the ladder and stepped out onto the side of the pool, she just stood there for a moment noticing Andy out the corner of her eye stopping what he was doing rolling the ropes and was totally engrossed in looking at her. The water from the pool ran down her body, her hair hanging long and straight down her back, then she turned her back on Andy to move around to the blocks at the end of the pool giving him a totally unrestricted view of her behind and she was sure he would be staring at her but which of course was totally uncovered. As she turned around at the blocks she saw that Andy had dropped the ropes in a pile and was openly staring at her now which was really exciting her.

Sara stepped up onto the block and steadying herself stretched her arms straight up in the air giving Andy a very nice view of her from the front with her breasts standing out and her nipples fully erect. In a smooth motion she bent down and launched herself off into the water, as she hit the water she felt sudden tug at her neck but didn't really think much of it and glided thru the water as far as her breath would allow her before surfacing. It was when she surfaced that she suddenly realised what the tug had been, her bikini top was missing and her breasts were floating free in the water. Sara froze, thankfully she was at a point in the pool that her feet could touch the ground but only her neck and head were out of the water, so she moved back to the side of the pool looking back to where she had come from hoping to spot her top so she could quickly grab it. After her thoughts just before about showing off to Andy she realised she acting a little silly but she had been wanting to put on a show not necessarily show herself off naked to him.

"Sara is everything okay?" came Andy's voice and she turned to see him moving up to where she was, her mind was racing, she was conflicted, on one hand she was not wanting to just show him everything in case she still wasn't quite reading things right but on the other hand she wanted to just grab him and hold close. As he moved closer she looked back up the pool hoping to see her top and when she looked back she noticed Andy also looking to where she had been. "OH!" he exclaimed "I think I see your problem Sara" and without another word he slipped his pool shoes off followed by his t-shirt. Sara took a deep breath as she saw for the first time his naked chest and her eyes wandered across his lovely smooth looking chest which was clear of any hair and she wished her fingers could be where her eyes were. Her eyes continued down his chest across his taught tummy, her tongue ran slowly across her lips as she was enjoying greatly what she was seeing, then as her eyes were about to move even lower he stepped past her. 

As Andy moved past Sara he dropped his shorts as well showing her his butt held tightly in place by his red bathers and she wished she was now in front of him to see what was showing there. With just a couple of steps he moved right to the edge of the pool and dived in causing hardly any splash at all, showing he obviously did do a lot of work in the pool. Sara followed him moving thru the water and when he surfaced he had her top in his hand and asked "Is this the problem Sara?" She turned a little red as he showed her the top she had lost and while still hanging on to the side of the pool just nodded her head at him, and then he shocked her a little as he put the top in his mouth and began to swim back towards her.

When he was almost to her he stopped swimming and standing there before her he held out her top. Sara was really Saraoyed at herself right now, here was a gorgeous man right in front of her obviously interested, she was interested in him, yet she was still pushed hard against the wall hiding herself like a silly school girl. As she was looking towards him her eyes dropped below the water and noticed that the head of his penis was showing out of the top of his bathers, whether from the force of his dive or that his bathers couldn't contain his erection any more she didn't really care and he had not yet seemed to notice.

The sight of Andy's penis poking out of his bathers was all she needed to finally make a decision and slowly pushed away from the wall and turned to face him. He appeared about to say something but as she turned his eyes dropped and focused on her breasts floating just below the surface of the water, his mouthed opened but no sound was forthcoming. A smile spread across her face at his reaction to her facing him and moved a little closer to him to take her top from his hand when he said "Oh Sara, I have to admit that I have fantasised about seeing you naked before." His eyes continually looking at her breasts floating just out of his reach. A sudden mischievous urge gets her all excited and says "But Andy, I am not completely naked" and she slides her hands down her sides and quickly pulls at the ties that hold her bikini bottoms on and lets them fall away "I am now though."




The Swimming Pool



A sudden look of wanting spreads across his face and he steps forward moving his hands around her and taking a hold of her butt he pulls her to him, lifting her slightly from the ground and plants his lips upon hers. Sensations run throughout her body as her erect nipples press against his chest and his penis was pressing against her tummy just above her clit causing her vagina to become very wet and not from the pool. As he deepened his kiss sliding his tongue between her lips her urges became stronger and she made her final decision and sliding her arms around his neck she lifted herself up even more and swung her legs around Andy's waist, locking her ankles behind his back. The sudden movement caused Andy to stagger a little but he was able to catch himself easily, Sara could feel the head of Andy's penis pressing against the opening of her vagina and tightened her grip around his waist causing his penis to actually slide inside her vagina a little.

As Andy's penis entered Sara's vagina her body shuddered from a small but intense orgasm that had been building since she started swimming earlier, an orgasm that was to be the first of many she would experience that afternoon.