Author's Note: This story is an epilogue to my three-chapter series called "The Swim Team". If you have not read that series, this story will have no context. After writing "The Swim Team" I got a lot of requests for further adventures of Monica and Ryan, a love triangle with Simone, more sex, more revelations about nudism, including an experience with Monica's nudist parents, a taboo encounter of sorts with Shayna, and some kind of audience participation at a swimming event. I've done my best to incorporate these requests as best as possible, so that there's a little something for everyone, while still remaining true to the original characters and story line. Thanks for all the kind comments and support that you sent me after the original story, and I hope you enjoy any closure this epilogue can provide!
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I previously told you how our co-ed, nude swim team came to be, but that's not quite the whole story. After all the embarrassment, the drama, and the excitement, things took a few strange turns. So, now I might as well explain how our co-ed, nude swim team almost ceased to be.
After our big win at the swimming competition, news about what we were doing went viral. Attendance at our practices continued to grow, but as soon as we made the local news, things got a bit crazy. Unfortunately, the coverage was not entirely positive. One of the popular stations called our nude swimming "lewd" and expressed disgust. Most of the people that came to watch us were totally mature about it, but the station found someone who had attended for entirely the wrong reasons. They aired a brief interview with him that gave the wrong impression. The school started receiving all sorts of ridiculous complaints, and you better believe we heard about them.
All this was really getting under Mei's skin. She tried to get on the same news program to give her side, but they weren't interested. She complained about the bias and went on a rampage, which didn't help. We had a lot of support on our side, but emotion got the better of her and she didn't recruit it for our cause. After the situation quickly escalated, our college president ordered the nude swimming to cease. Students were outraged, but none more than Mei. She felt something had to be done...
On the plus side, Monica and I had officially become an item. What's more, after the wild little party following our victory, things rapidly got pretty hot and heavy. It was like the floodgates had burst wide open. Years of repressed sexual feelings for each other came pouring out. We often fucked after practice, high on adrenaline. We had sex in the showers after lingering in the locker room and letting everyone head home. We had sex at her place, at mine, in a bathroom after a concert, really whenever we could. Neither of us could get enough of each other's bodies.
Our first practice after the nudity ban was a strange and disappointing one. There was actually a chaperone sitting in the bleachers who was there to make sure we followed orders. Before practice we lingered in the locker room together, nude. None of us wanted to be the first to put on a swimsuit after all this time.
"This fucking sucks," growled Mei. Kiara put her head on Mei's shoulder as a supportive gesture.
"I don't even know how I'm going to swim, I'm about to lose the only two things that motivate me anymore," moaned Jared. He shuffled toward Simone, then buried his face between her bare breasts and nuzzled them. Simone laughed and patted his head for sympathy. He stood back up and pretended to wipe a tear from his eye.
"Are we going to appeal at all?" asked Nathan.
"Appeal how?" asked Monica. Everyone looked at Mei, who was the go-to person for dilemmas like this.
Kiara made a face. "She tried," Kiara muttered.
"So there's nothing we can do?" asked Simone.
"We'll see..." said Mei, flatly. I smirked. When she said things like this, it was clear something was brewing.
Coach Sokolov banged on the door; his favorite way to speed us up, since he still would not enter the women's locker room to get us. There was a collective sigh. I slipped my Speedos on. It felt unnatural now, to have my cock squeezed into that tight piece of clothing again. All the guys were frowning at the long-forgotten sight of their bulges. The girls pulled up their swimsuits, tugging the fabric back out of their vaginas to adjust themselves, and rearranging their breasts inside the tight fabric, visibly uncomfortable with having to wear clothing again for swim practice. The whole team was frustratingly clothed again, like we used to be, back when there was so much mystery and tension surrounding our hidden bodies.
We swam, but without the same sense of spirit. No matter how hard Coach pushed us, it just wasn't there. I knew it would take time, and we'd get over it, but so much had changed and it was hard to go back. The freedom of being without clothing is a hard thing to give up once you've gotten used to it. Practice couldn't have gone by fast enough, and as soon as it was over, we were back in the locker room lounging around naked again.
I yanked down my swimsuit and threw it across the room where it landed on an empty bench. I sat down beside Kiara, who had stretched out her long, nude body on a towel as she was prone to do. She was pouting. Even when upset, she was a thing of beauty, and despite her preference for women, she didn't mind that I enjoyed observing her long, muscular limbs, the dark brown tips of her breasts, and the perfect, smooth mound of her mons.
"Does Mei really have something up her sleeve?" I whispered.
"I think so," said Kiara, "She's been brooding this whole time about it, so I know her gears are turning."
I looked around and spotted Monica and Simone chatting together in the corner of the room. Jared and Chris were goofing off by the lockers. Nathan had been the first to jump in the showers. But no Mei. Just as I began to wonder where she went, she emerged from the bathroom with a big grin on her face. Either she had just taken a rather triumphant piss, or she had big news.
"I've decided!" she announced. We all perked up. "Everyone gather 'round."
Chris ran to get Nathan while Kiara sat up, suddenly alert. Monica and Simone rushed over to join us. In her excitement, Monica sat on my lap, as she liked to do, where she could feel my cock sandwiched between her legs. I reached around, cupped her breasts, and buried my face in her neck. Simone observed us with a smile. We listened closely, knowing that a plan was coming.
"I'm going to organize a protest, but it's gotta be the right one. So what do college students do when they get naked?"
"Have sex?" joked Jared.
"Besides that!" laughed Mei.
"Streak!" shouted Kiara.
"Yes!" replied Mei. "We'll all gather in the quad, get naked, start a chant or something, and then have one massive protest streak." We all got excited by the idea. Admittedly, I was happy to hear a plan that would involve a lot of people so as to minimize the risk to us.
"Where are we going to streak? Just around the quad?" asked Simone.
"Hell no," said Mei, "We're going to streak right into the fucking president's office." Everyone's eyes widened. "I'm gonna cram so many fucking nude bodies in his face that he'll still be spitting out our titties the following morning." We all burst out laughing. Now there was something to look forward to, and it sounded like it was going to be fun.
The energy had changed just like that. We were back to our old selves again. Naked and jovial and full of joie de vive. We all showered and chatted about how it would go down. I lingered in the showers, cranking the temperature, and letting the warm water soothe any remaining stress from my body.
