I swam competitively for years, starting at the age of around ten or so in clubs and continuing through school, where I was on the County team.
That kind of swimming is very demanding, time consuming and requires a huge amount of hard work. It's great for the body. I had almost no body fat.
Swimming builds what I've heard described as the long muscles. So, swimmers are certainly fit but they don't have the muscle definition of body builders. In actual fact, body builders can't be great swimmers, their muscles get in the way of long, easy strokes.
I swam 10-12 miles a week for 6 years - but this true sexual story started when I was 16 years of age, and finished at the age of 18..
My coach was a lady in her early 30’s called Christine ( not her real name). She was an ex swimmer and built like many lady swimmers, with beautiful curves and firm breasts, wide shoulders and long legs... she was dominant and as my coach would always be saying to push myself harder..
Anyway I swam, primarily distance races. I had (and have) stamina, could last and last at a good pace. I wasn't as explosive in short distances as some others.
One day - after training she teased me-
"Mark" she said, "you have the sexiest body ever.
Seeing you like this, almost naked, really turns me on." Her other hand came onto my chest also and her first hand slid down onto my stomach. "Those tiny (nineteen 80’s) Speedo’s are like a tease, making me want to see what it's hiding."
Her hand slid down a little more as if it's about to go inside my brief swim trunks..
Let me say here that at the time I was a virgin. I was old enough. Legal. I was interested. I thought about sex a lot. I think I had just always been too busy, too occupied with other things demanding my time to ever get to any actual sex yet. I was shy ( in a nice way) and like most young men was not used to talking about sex.
Christine never dressed to flaunt her figure, as I said earlier she always seemed classy to me. But even with what she wore you could tell she had a nice, firm butt and there was plenty of breast her clothes draped over.
We knew each other in every way, I had grown up looking at her in swim suits and had grown up with thoughts of this day.... sort of. I mean we had been in the same place every day for years and had shared intense training sessions designed to break my body or train my mind.. .
So here's Christine fondling my body and saying she wants to see my cock. I'm inexperienced but not a dumbbell. "Christine, there's an old saying, I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours."
Hr hand feels as if it's ready to slide inside my suit and grab my cock but it stops. "Here?" she asked.
We're alone. The lights are half off so we're in an empty, dim, changing room . Just on the other side of the double doors a swim meet is going on with probably a couple hundred people all together. We're right next to a door. So I grab the door handle and turn it and pull and there's an empty changing room . "How about in here" I asked.
Her face lit up. "Mark you're a wonder," she said as we both stepped in and closed the door behind us. It's fairly dark. A low level of light is coming in from the hall through windows in the door so it's not total darkness. We can see each other. In fact, later I've realized it probably added to the sexiness of it. We couldn't see all the details, perhaps the less attractive parts of each other. And it made us more of co-conspirators. "So you want to see more of me?" she asked, teasing.
"I want to do more than just see," I answered her. She got a big grin and pulled her top up over her head and laid it on a changing room bench.
Then she reached behind her and unfastened her bra and pulled it off her shoulders and it went onto the floor. She had gorgeous breasts. Full and firm, the nipples staring at me like eyes. But immediately she bent over a little and pulled her skirt down from her waist and stepped out of it, then still holding it grabbed the waist of a pair of pink panties and pulled them down and stepped out of them and put it all on the bench.. She still had on gym shoes but otherwise was naked.
"Christine, you're gorgeous," I said. In my most articulate of teenage ways...
She reached for my bathing suit and started pulling on it. "My turn now," she said. I pushed on the waist some and helped her. She knelt down as she pulled it down my legs. I stepped, one foot at a time, out of it and she just tossed it to the side on the floor. She was staring right at my cock, which was very erect, then put one hand on it and sort of held it up from below. "Mark, this is what's really gorgeous," she said. You will please many ladies in your lifetime with such a beautiful cock!
She took my cock into her mouth. She played with my balls, She pulled back and looked at it smiling. She jerked me off a little with her hand. But mostly she had my cock in her mouth and she sucked on it and licked it and moved her head back and forth sort of masturbating me with her lips.
I could see she had a hand down between her legs. It didn't seem long to me before I was unloading what had to be my biggest and longest lasting shot of sperm into her mouth and throat. She kept sucking for awhile and then slowly pulled back and licked me some more.
To be continued ...
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