The Swim Team
High school was a blast for me. As a teenager, I basically
had all the freedom one could want. My grades were always up to par,
which gave me many privileges. I had my own car, lots of friends, a steady
allowance and the whole 9 yards. In another words, I was set. My best
friend Lisa and I spent a lot of time together, went out with guys together
and sometimes even traded dates for the fun of it. We were both
attractive and never had trouble finding a guy to fool around with.
Since the 7th grade Lisa and I had been best friends and hung
out all the time, but by about my junior year in high school, our
relationship had kind of dwindled off. Part of this was due to the fact
that I was disciplined in keeping my grades up. Also, the fact that
I had decided to join the swim team didn't go over well on Lisa since she
wouldn't be seeing as much of me. She had a phobia for water so sad to say,
she refused to join. I loved to swim, always have and always
will. By joining the swim team, I had dedicated a large portion of
my time to it, leaving me to be quite a busy girl for my age. As demanding
as my schedule was, I didn't have time to get smashed as much as
I used to, nor did I have any desire to. I guess I was growing up fast,
yet I was still having fun in the meantime. Although Lisa and I didn't
see each other as much, or hang out, we were still good friends and
had fun when we go out together.
My junior year, I had met a few new and different friends-mostof them
from the swim team. Of those, I became closest with Rachel.We had a lot
in common and always made each other laugh. She was also good
competition out on the water, as we often found ourselvescompeting for
the starting position in upcoming races. Despite our competition,we had
the respect that teammates have for one another. Oftentimes we would
also be the last people to leave the pool area as we wouldbe practicing
for an upcoming meet. By the time we got to the locker roomeveryone had
usually been gone.
I never found myself sexually attracted to another womanbefore. In all
honestly, I had never thought it possible that I would begay or even
bisexual. A few times when changing, I had noticed Rachelnaked, but
never did I think anything of it. That is until one time whenwe
happened to be changing and I noticed that she had shavedall her pubic
hair. When I asked why she had done it, she said that it feltmore
comfortable under the water. Soon enough I had done thesame thing tomine.
Rachel had pointed out the fact that we were the only oneson the swim
team that had actually shaved. I hadn't noticed this untilshe brought
it up, and sure enough, she was right. She also said thatit was
noticeable on me especially when I wore my green suit. True-mygreen
suit was a bit tighter on me than the other ones were.
I mainlywore it
leisurely or when I was doing practice laps. Rachel hadasked me to see
if I could tell on her after she got out of the water. For thefirst
time I was knowingly staring at another woman's crotch.As it turned
out, I could almost make out her slit under the suit, butit really
wasn't that apparent.
This one Saturday marked a change in our relationship-adrastic one I
should say. A typical practice session- we had stayed latedoing some
extra drills and timing ourselves. Each time she had gotout of the
water, I inadvertently found myself staring at her figureas she walked
to the other end of the pool. I don't think she noticed mewatching her,
but after a while I found myself actually finding an interestin
checking out Rachel's body. I guess I was trying to get apeek at her
front end, but it never worked with her always walking theother
direction. Instead I got a view of her ass, and the way itarched up
right at her crotch. Surly she had a body any girl would loveto have,
yet who was I to judge, I wasn't a lesbian.
I had done the last lap and was heading for the end of the poolto get
out. I climbed the ladder and pulled my body up and out ofthe water. I
don't know whether or not Rachel was checking me out, butsomething in
me was hoping that she was. I started heading for the lockerroom when
she called out to me to wait.
I turned around to see her a fewyards
away walking toward me. Instinctively my eyes fell to herbreasts, as I
noticed her nipples protruding through the thin material of her
swimsuit. Almost immediately I felt a tremor go throughmy body. I
didn't know how to control these new feelings, but I didn'treally want
to think about them right then. My eyes fell down to her crotchfor a
few seconds until she was standing right in front of me.
Rachel snapped me out of my spell by tapping me on the shoulder.
You alright girl? Oh-, I said suddenly, slightly startled,
I was just thinking. About??? she inquired. If only she knew I
thought. Oh nothing, I mean, just about the meet tomorrow, I lied.
We headed to the locker room now, nearly feet from the door
already. When we got inside there was a middle aged woman changing
into her bikini. The school swimming pool also had a jacuzzi, which
seemed to be where this lady was heading-dressed like that. (If you
swim dive and swim laps in her bikini, it will probably fall off!) I was
to shy to look at her vagina, but not surprisingly, Rachel had noticed
that the lady had a trimmed bush. I acted as if it wasn't a big deal,
but sure enough, I found myself getting more and more turned on at
the thought of seeing it, or better yet, Rachel's.
Rachel asked me if something was wrong. I didn't know whetheror not to
tell my friend and favorite teammate that I was interestedin seeing her
naked vagina.
The awkwardness was evident when she undidher straps and
let them fall-revealing her small breasts. Rachel's chestwas not quite
what you would call flat, but then again, she really didn'thave much in
that department. Instead, her nipples stuck way out. Theonly eye
contact I caught with her was her seeing me look at them.It was almost
as if we had an unspoken conversation going on. We both tooka quick
shower, just enough to rinse the pool water from our bodies.
After the shower, Rachel broke the ice and asked me if I liked
her body. I rolled my eyes and quickly evaded the question. Acting
like I didn't really notice, I played it off-feeling somewhat embarrassed.
She caught on to this right from the start. When she put on her t-shirt,
I felt it a little safe to stare at her again. I couldn't believe how
hot I was getting. My mind was going in all sorts of directions, or
should I say my hormones. I felt a moistness in between my legs that was
from more than the shower. I put my panties on and my bra. I saw her returning
mystare. Our speechless words were enough now, as it was evident
we were both hot for one another.
Give me your hand, she ordered me. I was standing rightnext to
Rachel, my heart throbbing like the first time I had kisseda boy years
ago. She guided my hand to her breast. It felt soft and delicate.
Instinctively I squeezed the nipple and she shuddered
from it, closing her eyes, resting her neck back and letting a moan escape
her lips.
Mmmmmmmmm, she lightly moaned.
At last my fantasies were coming true. I didn't realizehow much I
wanted this girl until now. This first touch felt to goodto me, and I
wanted nothing more than to please her as best as I could.Lucky for us,
no one else was in the locker room for the moment, but we wereboth well
aware of the fact that this could change any moment. I continuedmy
massage of her nipple through her t-shirt. I moved in a littlecloser to
her now, inches away from her face. I wanted so much to kissher, but
she had her eyes shut, and I was afraid to make that move.
After a few seconds of this heart-throbbing experience,
Rachel opened her eyes meeting mine directly in front of hers.Kiss me,
she demanded. Rachel grabbed me with her right hand behind my head and
pulled me to her in a passionate kiss. At first I just met her lips with
mine. With her free hand, she guided my hand from her hard nipple to
her aching crotch. Her pussy was bare, smooth and warm to the touch.
Never touching anyone's pussy buy my own, this felt so completely new to
me-highly erotic. The moment my hand made contact with her bare lips
I felt her tongue invade my mouth. I returned her hot kiss with passion,
darting my tongue into her mouth as well. Rachel let out another moan,
this time a bit louder than the first. It was at this time that we disengaged
ourselves from one another.
Did you like that? You've been checking me out all day andit's been
making me so hot, she said to me with a wry grin.
I don't know what to say. It felt really good. Real good, I repeated
nervously.
Don't be nervous honey. You're a natural. Cmon, I'll proveit, she
said as she took my hand and guided me back toward the showerarea. I
didn't pull away, but instead followed her. I thought wewere going back
to the shower area, which almost confused me, but then Rachelopened up
one of the stalls and we went inside. The stalls were moreprivate than
most bathroom stalls, but if you really looked you couldsee four legs
underneath, not two. It's better than doing it in the openI thought,
and at this point, there really was not turning back. Whateverwas going
to happen was going to be great, so I wasn't going to doinganything to
try to stop it.
Upon getting in the stall, Rachel turned around and closedthe door. She
was dressed in only her lanky white nearly see through t-shirt.I, on
the other hand was wearing my white lace panties and bra.Her nipples
stood at full erection, demanding attention. My hand immediatelywent to
hold them, squeezing her less than tennis ball size breasts.My touch
was well appreciated by Rachel as she returned the favorand undid my
bra from the back. She took it and laid it over the toilethandle so it
wouldn't lay on the floor.
Rachel's tongue had to be the most wonderful feeling I haveever felt
before-well up until that point. It literally sent electricitythrough
my body. I didn't even realize that I was releasing deepmoans that may
have been loud enough to escape the locker room from echoing.Rachel put
her hand over my mouth and let a finger in. I eagerly suckedon her
finger as if it was a lollipop, flicking my tongue on it andaround it.
She moved to my other breasts, while tweaking my now wetnipple with her
fingers. This brought on my first orgasm, which had me literally
shuddering in her arms. Again, she had to cover my mouth
so as to muffle my moans.
After a few seconds of coming down I felt Rachel kissingme, daring her
tongue into my mouth once again. Without realizing it,I felt my hand on
the lips of her vagina. She left my hand there to exploreher and play
with her. Rachel's expert kisses were driving me insane-movingdown from
my neck to the top of my shoulders back up to my ear. When Ifelt the
tip of her tongue explore my earlobe I gave way to furtherexploring
with my fingers, letting my middle finger easily slip intoher hole. My
finger was completely surrounded by the walls of her tightvagina.
Rachel's warmth emanated onto my finger and my whole hand.I wanted to
make her feel as good as I and she knew it. She had both herhands
exploring and kneading my breasts, and then in one suddenmove she
pulled away slightly, putting her hands on my shouldersand guiding me
down.
I quickly obeyed, not knowing what else to do. Shewas nearly all
the way over the toilet now with me directly in front of her,my face
inches away from her waiting crotch. I hugged her leg withone hand and
the other straddled her butt-cheek. Never before had Iseen a females
genitalia like this, which made the experience even moreerotic. At
first I inhaled her scent, before she took her hand and pressedmy face
into her.
At first my tongue fell into her creamy slit much like myfinger had.
Her pussy nearly sucked up my tongue as I explored her hothole. I
darted my tongue in and out of her, while embracing her asswith my arm
as if it was the back of her head I was holding in a kiss. Passionately
I licked her pussy, keeping my tongue running in circles,
darting in and out, and all around her most vital areas. I could tell by
her moaning that she was enjoying the hell out of my licking. I prayed
that my first time would not be a let down for her, so I kept at it and gave
her pussy all I had.
Rachel couldn't help herself and finally let go. Her hipsrocked back
and forth in unison with my sucking and licking. She tookmy head and
pressed it into her with both her arms, forcefully makingmad love to my
face. Her orgasm was much louder than mine was, but at thispoint it was
to late. If anyone was in the room, they had to have heardit.
(Thank goodness there wasn't) For what seemed like an elongated
orgasm, Rachel finally let up her grip on my head and welcomed me up
to kissher.
You were good baby, she pouted, staring longingly into
my eyes. That was the best sex I've ever had, she proclaimed. We
kissed for a while, standing there half nude. It felt weird to kiss
her again,after having eaten her out. I did so, however, with
eagerness and passion. We felt each other up a little more, then
realizing that it was probably getting late in the afternoon, decided
to leave.
We wandered back over to where our cloths had been and continued to
get dressed. We had lost all track of time. Apparently we had spent an
hour in the stall, making love to one another. I had no regrets in
what I had done-only that I wished we had a more private place to do
it and more time. Rachel admitted to having had sex with a girl
before, but never as good as this. I felt honored to be her best
lover. We agreed to keep it strictly between the two of us, and not
let anything get in the way of it. We were friends and teammates after
all, and practically team leaders, so it was important to remain
close. That day, many things changed in my life, but hopefully for the
better. As we both went our different ways, Rachel we hugged each
other goodbye and she got into her car. I walked down a bit further to
my car. Right as I put the key into the car door, I looked up at a
car pulling out of the parking lot. It was the lady Rachel and I had
saw when we first got into the locker room.
She looked at me with a
warm smile and with a subtleness she seductively winked at me.