It had always been one of my biggest sexual fantasies. A intimate
encounter with a stranger in a private changing cubical at the
local pool after a vigorous swim. I had been going there for many
years and sadly, it had never happened. Until now...
I had only been there a few minutes and had only swam a few
lengths, when I looked up to see a very pretty brunette walking
down towards the swimming lane in a tight, jet black, one piece
swimsuit. She was medium height, but had long tanned legs,
glistening with the water from the shower below her slim hips.
These were showed off below the high hem of the bathing suit. Her
hair was long and thick, it fell down past her shoulder blades.
She had dark, brown eyes and thin, pink lips. Her breasts were
crushed flat in the swimsuit, but were obviously ample and her
nipples were protruding through the material, erect from the cold
She took little time in entering the pool. Approaching the deep
end she grazed the surface of the water with her toe to estimate
the temperature, then without hesitation, she dived gracefully in
to the pool, her slim frame barely making a splash as it cut
through the water. Her body shimmered below the surface as she
worked her arms and legs, kicking out as she passed over the
tiled floor of the pool.
I watched from the other end, admiring the strong strokes and
speed as the woman seemingly floated through the water. Landing
next to me, she came to a stop only long enough to see me smile
and then to kick off again to swim back the way she had come.
From where I was, leaning against the side of the bath, I watched
her legs again. Her swimsuit was molded to her body, riding up
slightly in response to the water that was rushing over it. She
had one of the tightest, most prefect arses I had ever clapped
eyes on and my trunks began to swell.
I couldn't very well let myself be swimming in public with a
hardon, I would be branded a pervert and probably banned from the
building. I kicked off from the side, and using my own speed,
finished only a second after the brunette.
"Hi" I greeted her cheerfully.
She didn't reply, I thought she had ignored me, but as she turned
to kick off again, her tow flicked against my trunks. This could
not have been an accident, if it had, it would have been a lot
more painful. I followed her again. And again, and again. Each
time I got the same result, a cheeky smile and a playful flick.
I came to rest at the deep end of the pool to watch the woman
swim, this time as she came belting towards me she performed an
Olympic standard turn to kick off and change direction. She did
this so perfectly that she had time to flick my crotch again,
this time with her hand, before swimming gracefully away.
Her flirting only increased with every lap, she started to brush
her body up against me, usually her exposed thighs, and once her
ass, as she pushed it in front of me and lent back on my
suffering bulge, before kicking off again, a leg either side of
All the time she refused to talk to me. My hour was almost up,
but I wanted to stay forever to play this beauty's games. The
next time she crossed my path I whispered a smooth goodbye and
turned to pull myself out of the pool. Stopping me with her hand
on my shoulder she placed a cool, wet finger on my lips and shook
her head. She flicked her head, water spraying from her hair, and
swam to the nearest ladder. I watch her emerge from the pool,
water rushing off of her body like a gentle waterfall, her hair
pinned to her back the swimsuit clinging tighter than ever to her
I watched her cross towards the lockers, here she turned and
flicked her head again, water thrown from her hair one more time,
splattering the floor. I pulled myself out of the pool at top
speed and made my way over to her, almost slipping over in my
eagerness and not certainly not remembering to hide my
I came up close to her, our lips almost touching, I could see the
droplets of water on her face, running off of her eyelashes and
down her cheeks. Biting her lip she grabbed my hand in hers,
clasping it tightly and pulling me forward into the nearest
changing cubical. She slammed the door behind us and firmly fired
the lock into place.
Inside it was a little cramped; red wooden walls with a gap at
the bottom, no roof and a rough, cold tiled floor. I didn't care
about the surroundings, as her wet, slippery body pressed up
against me. She kissed me gently, her lips brushing against mine,
slowly, parting now and then to take my lower lip between hers.
Still she had not said a single word to me, but her hands were
caressing my soaking wet chest and they soon travelled down to
help me out of my wet, clinging trunks that bulging more that I
She spent a little time down there using her hands and mouth in a
way that made me want to explode; but not enough to finish me
off. Her touch on my cold skin was like fire as her hands wrapped
around the base of my cock. Her mouth was so warm as it took a
hold of the end, and moved further down my shaft. Her hands moved
round and grasped my buttocks hard as her lip worked up and down
my throbbing cock. I ran my own hands through her wet hair and
down over her ears, stroking her head as it bobbed into me.
Grasping my dick tight again , she licked at my balls. Sucking
one into her mouth and then the other as her hand pulled roughly
on my manhood. Precum ran out and down my shaft, and her tongue
was their to catch it, licking up it like it was a melting ice
lolly, before finishing at the top where she sucked hard for a
few seconds to capture the rest.
She stood back up and I then had the pleasure of slowly peeling
her slick, wet swimming costume from her soaking, trim body. Down
over her shoulders, releasing her breasts, a toned tummy and a
small, tight pussy. I pulled it down her legs and helped her
release it from her feet. I let my hands explore her curves
gently from her thighs and up over her shapely buttocks, up her
wet back and round to her small, but full gorgeous breasts. Her
nipples were small and dark, and extremely hard from the cold
water of the pool, and she let me use my tongue to circle them
gently while my hand moved down between her legs.
She had a soft, dark mound of hair just above her opening and I
took great pleasure in letting my fingers glide through it until
they reach her slit. So soft, wet and cool on the outside and
soft, warm and wet on the inside.
All this time she was massaging my balls and hard cock, stroking
it towards her slowly, but deliberately; still she has not said a
word to me. This went on for a while, occasionally we exchanged a
lengthy kiss, until she indicated that she wanted more.
Pushing me backwards I sat down heavily on the bench and watched
her turn around, and slowly lower herself on to me. As she did
so, she gently reached between her legs and held my penis in
position, so that she could slide it inside her.
Slowly at first she worked her smooth buttocks up and down on the
end of my shaft, her hands griping my thighs. As I moved in and
out of her, I let my hands move up and down her back, I kissed
her shoulders, and reached around to squeeze her breasts. I loved
the feeling of her hard, cold nipples pinched between my fingers,
and the fullness of her breasts in my palms.
Gradually she sped up and took my full length inside her. As she
relaxed on to me she leaned back so I could hold her tight, as I
thrusted my hips up into her. Now and then she wriggled her hips
and I gasped with pleasure. She too was breathing hard and trying
her best not to cry out and give us away as her hips ground hard
Standing, she bent over and placed her hands on the wall, her
soaked hair flopping down in front of her face as she looked down
at the floor. I stood up too and holding my cock to her opening I
thrust hard and deep back inside her. My hands on her hips I
pulled her into me. I thrust so hard that my balls smacked
against her until I felt her starting to shake uncontrollably. As
I pounding into her, her tight snatch closed up even tighter
around my cock. I didn't stop, but I let my finger tickle her
clit as she gasped; it started to throb as she groaned in
excitement. I rubbed harder until I heard a stifled cry and felt
a sticky warm residue on my fingers. More dripped out of her
pussy and down her inner thighs, even more was running down my
cock that was still working in and out, helping to finish her
By then I want to cum too, my dick was throbbing as much as her
clit and I whispered so in her ear to let me shoot my load inside
After a few seconds she made me pull out and turned back around
to face me. She shook her head and sank slowly back down on her
knees again. The second she closed her lips around me, I could
take no more and released everything I had. Stream after stream
of cum shot into her warm mouth, a thick torrent on to her tongue
from my hard worked cock. I could feel her suck harder on the
end, trying to get every drop. Her hand working the shaft,
squeezing my balls to produce more.
After I have given her all I could, she held my dripping dick
firmly in her fist; she licked the end clean and swallowed
everything. She looked up at me with sultry eyes, the water on
her face now dry and replaced with a shining sweat of
satisfaction. With a cute, sly smile she pulled her soaking wet
swimming costume back on, once more squeezing her heavenly body
into the rubbery material. She kissed my lips, stroking my spent
cock tenderly before letting it drop. She smiled one last time
and stepped out of the cubical.
I have never seen her since... sadly. But I go swimming three
times a week now, just in case.