I have recently taken up swimming again, I used to swim for my County when I was younger and gave it up due to Uni and work using up too much time. Now that I have finished Uni I have started to go back again.
I am 21 years old, very petite build, weighing around 50kg and barely 5 foot tall. I have shoulder blade length, brunette hair and blue eyes. I wear a 34B bra size, but could get away with an A cup, or even none at all fairly easily as I am small in the chest department. Except for the hair on my head I am fully shaved, well waxed, including downstairs as well.
The changing rooms were communal in that men and women used the same ones. There were several cubicles, mainly single size, with a few that were double sized for people with kids, as well as some that were family sized for three and four people. It was a strange feeling being in a public place hearing male voices as you strip naked before putting on a swimming costume. Even though you are in a cubicle, it still feels quite exposed as it is open top and a gap at the bottom. A well timed peek would see everything, although it had never happened to me I am sure it does sometimes.
I normally wear a full body swimming costume as opposed to a bikini which has the tendency to move around a bit during proper swimming. I used to wear a bikini, but spent most of the time refastening the bottoms or top which when wet, work loose, as well as having a couple of close shaves with pushing off from the wall with top or bottoms slipping. I gave them up when I pushed off and the top ended up around my waist, causing a potentially embarrassing "tits out" moment. Don't think anyone saw, but still a bit close for my liking. The swimming costume has a fairly high leg cut on it and low-ish chest cut which does show a tiny bit of cleavage, not that I have much to show anyway. The usual swimming costume really. I don't bother wearing a swimming cap as it is just something else to forget, I just tie my hair back with a hair band thing.
I saw him look me up and down as I came out of the changing rooms; I looked down my body to make sure I hadn't just walked out in my panties or something and ran my thumbs round the elastic of the legs of my swimming costume, making sure they weren't sitting funny or showing what they shouldn't. Happy I was decent, I jumped into the pool in the same lane as him and sorted my goggles out. He had been in the pool before and I had seen him watching me and generally having a 'perv' as he swam passed.
I usually do 40 mins of just regular swimming, but I made sure I was slightly slower than him and always at least starting a fair bit in front or behind him. This was partly because I usually did breast stroke and breast stroke from behind gives a very 'legs open' view, but mainly because he was to be my next victim. He was a pretty good swimmer, but I was sure I was quicker than him. I was sure he was giving it his all trying to show off to me, as well as catch me up, so he could have a good look between my legs.
He was pretty cute, quite toned body, not a six pack, but flat stomach, nice smile, cute bum from what I could see, as he was wearing swimming shorts and not something tight fitting. Each time he overtook me when I stopped, he smiled at me, and after about 30 mins or so he stopped next to me.
There were only two of us in the lane; there were two lanes roped off for swimming; we were in the medium lane and there were a couple of people in the slow lane as well. The rest of the pool was just for messing around and general playing.
"Want a picture?" I asked as he pretty much stared at me for an uncomfortable amount of time.
"If you are offering," he said back, grinning, "sorry, was I staring?"
"Yeah, a little," I said crossing my arms and sinking into the water to cover myself up.
"Sorry," he said again, "so what about that pic?"
"You wish," I said. I took a deep breath before I continued with, "what about a race instead?"
"A race?" he repeated back.
"If you want."
"For what prize?" he asked.
"How about..." I started, as I thought it out in my head before continuing, "how about my costume..."
"Your costume?"
"Yup, costume," I said back to him, smiling.
"If I win I get your swimming costume?"
"Yup," I said, "keys on the side, winner gets both keys."
"Cock out naked?" he asked, sounding like he was maybe going to bottle it.
"Yup," I said, "well, I don't have a cock, but yeah,"
He smiled, before asking "Here?" as he looked around the pool.
"Yep," I said, "same if I win for you."
"For how long?" he asked.
"Well I am nearly done. So two length race, then loser strips and has to swim back, then into the changing rooms and can have their stuff back once the winner is dressed and sorted," I suggested.
"K," he said, "let's do it," he added, looking me up and down.
I took off my wrist band with the key and placed it on the side next to his. I could feel my heart rate rise a little, as I was about to race for my costume. We counted down and the race was on. I had the left of the lane and he had the right. I stuck with him for the first length with relative ease, just making sure I was not too far behind him. On the second length I sped it up a bit and pulled in front of him, giving it my all. I beat him by a few metres, but it was a lot closer than I was hoping, still, I won!
"Fuck off," he said, "shit!"
I took my goggles off and smiled at him as I took hold of his keys.
"Unlucky, cock out naked," I said to him using his own phrase.
He looked around the pool nervously, there were 17 people in the pool, 8 had goggles on, so if they looked would get a good look as he swam across to the steps. There were also 8 people sitting at the side just watching or having a coffee, so no matter what he did really, a fair few people were going to see him in his full glory.
After a few minutes he glanced around again and sank down so just his head was above the water. I saw a flash of red as he dropped his shorts. I bobbed under the water to have a quick 'perv' and got a good view of him. He was unshaven, his balls were floating between his legs as was his cock. His cock was quite big considering he was in cold water and was enjoying its freedom, floating around as the water swirled between his legs.
He handed his shorts over and just knelt up facing me so I could see, but as few other people as possible. He glanced around nervously as I just grinned at him, I didn't even look, a cock is a cock. I was more amused at the murmuring that was getting louder as a few of the people with goggles saw he was nude, which attracted attention and people started to notice me holding his shorts in my hand. After a few moments I casually swam to the side and climbed out before walking into the changing rooms. He followed to the sound of whooping and whistles as he climbed out naked. He covered, but I will let him off, it is probably a natural reaction to cover up when 26 people, plus me and 4 attendants get to see you naked. He darted into the changing rooms and disappeared from sight.
I opened my locker, just leaving him standing naked as I got my stuff out and selected a changing cubicle. I looked at him, his hands cupped over his privates as he stood in the cubicle next to mine so no one could see him. I nodded towards his hands.
"What?" he asked.
"Cock out naked," I said, looking at him and smiling.
"Here?" he said, sounding a mix of alarmed and surprised.
"Yep," I said, "hands by your side please."
Begrudgingly he looked around and slowly lowered his hands to his sides exposing himself again. I smiled at him as either the nerves, or the cold, had got to him and he was doing a good impression of a walnut. He stood with his arms by his sides until a group of girls came into the changing rooms and he darted into the cubicle next to me, locking the door.
"Wimp," I said, as I closed my door and slipped my costume off, quickly drying and getting dressed before opening the door. "Where you parked?"
"Erm, front, the red Nissan, why?" he asked.
I handed him the keys but kept hold of his shorts, "Shorts will be on your car, good luck getting your stuff."
"It was a set-up wasn't it?" he asked.
"Yep, in that I faked being slower than I am, but still, close," I answered.
"Can't believe I fell for it," he said, "hot sexy girl asks for race she can't possibly win, risking all of her dignity, what a dumb ass."
I walked out leaving him standing in the communal changing room, stark naked, with a group of girls between him and his locker. I placed his shorts on his car before getting into mine and going to see Sarah.
Sarah is my best friend, we have known each other for as long as I can remember. We had experimented sexually with each other and we still do on a fairly regular basis, at least a couple of times a month. She is the same age as me, a little bit taller and weighs 65kg or so. She has long brown hair to around the middle of her back when wet, although the natural bounce in it makes it normally hang just passed her shoulders. She wears a 36C bra and is neatly trimmed down below into a triangle that "points towards the prize" as she puts it.
We consider ourselves to be "straight" sexually, in that I would rather have a boy than a girl, plus Sarah is exclusive, We haven't slept with any other girls and hadn't really considered it either. Sex-wise, although she will go down on me, she won't suck a penis at all, but she will and does, take it anally. I don't do anal, tried it a couple of times and just no, I will suck and swallow though.
I got to hers and she invited me in. She still lives at home with her parents and brother when not at University. Both her and her brother have their own rooms unlike me, where we still have to share. We went into the lounge as everyone was out and ordered a pizza for tea as we were lazy. I told her about the pool antics and she was very jealous. She was normally there, it was the first time I had done it without her for backup / moral support.
"I assume you won?" she asked.
"Oh yeah," I said, "close though, but close enough for comfort," I added.
"Cute?" she asked.
"Yeah, he was, helped by the fact he was starkers."
"Ha, yeah, embarrassed boys are always cuter," she said, "gives that vulnerable edge. What did you make him do?"
"I put his shorts on his car, so he had to walk to the other side of the changing rooms in the nude," I said, "it wasn't massively quiet either," I added with a grin.
"Evil bitch," she said smiling back, "you will lose one you know one day."
"Aye probably," I said, "not today though."
