Carol And Becky Take A Swim

Carol and Becky get in the swim

Naturally Bob told Carol that he had seen Becky playing with herself though her bedroom window after he and Carol had got a bit lax about privacy whilst indulging themselves in some very racy sex on the patio. The idea of Becky watching them fuelled several passionate nights during the next week.

Carol was by now very keen to start work on making her girly fantasy start to come true. How was she to get started?

"Why not try the swimming pool idea? You know, stealing a few intimate glances at the rest of the women in the changing room" Bob suggested, reminding Carol of how that had started planning out her fantasy realisation the week before. "Look, Becky always goes swimming on a Tuesday because it is always quiet then. You should take a day off and make sure you go at the same time."

"That is not such a bad idea." Carol replied mulling it over. "A nice casual, coincidental meeting in the pool could be just the thing. But let's be clear, I am just window shopping!"

The next Tuesday rolled around and Carol had taken the day off as planned. She was having a coffee in the lounge when she spotted Becky's car leaving. Stifling a sudden attach of nerves she grabbed her swimming kit which was in position next to the front door and headed out.

Sure enough when she arrived the sports centre was relatively quiet and having paid for her swim Carol headed into the changing rooms.

The ladies changing room had a wall covered in lockers down one side with benches opposite. At the end of the room were four curtained off cubicles for children or the shyer and retiring swimmers to change. Carol was pleased to see that Beck was not one of these, however she was disappointed to see that Becky had literally just finished changing into her one-piece swimsuit.

"Oh, Hi Becky" said Carol taking a place next to her as she started loading her cloths into a locker.

"Hi, Carol, how nice to see you here" said Becky, "Perhaps we can do a few lengths together and catch up?".

Was it Carol's imagination of had Beck been a little hesitant in her speech? In fact, wasn't she blushing ever so slightly? "Yes, of course I would love that" said Carol starting to strip off.

Becky turned and headed for the pool just as Carol slipped her bra off. Bob had been right, although the action was the same as a hundred time before letting her boobs out in front of another women with these thoughts running around in her head was completely different, and rather a turn on.

Once she finished changing Carol went through to the pool and quickly joined Becky in a slow breaststroke up and down the pool. It was not the breaststroke Carol had in mind but it was a small step towards her goal.

They made small talk for a while about families and neighbourhood gossip until eventually Carol decided she would have to be the one to say something. "You know Becks, Bob spotted you last weekend at your bedroom window."

Becky's naturally rhythmical stroke disintegrated and she end up spluttering and reaching for the rail at the side of the pool. "Oh, golly, yes, well....You know" she gabbled.

"Well, I think perhaps you saw us as well? I just wanted to apologise of we, I don't know, upset you, outraged you?" said Carol with just the very slight suspicion of a tease in her voice.

"I wasn't spying", said Becky quickly, her embarrassment clearly growing. "It was just I was at the window, and I saw you, well, playing with yourself and I couldn't help watching. Then when you , er, you know, on Bob...well that was the sexiest thing I have ever seen!" Becky was starting to gasp now, and it wasn't the half pint of pool water she had swallowed.

Carol smiled and confided how being watched by her had added a distinct frisson to their love life in the last week. This was all going better that Carol could have hoped and she wondered where to take the conversation next. It turned out she needn't have worried because amidst the blushing and gasping Becky had reached out a hand and squeezed Carol's left boob.

"Oops, sorry" said Becky quickly, " I don't' , er, well, it's just, I have always wondered what that would feel like and you just seem so open minded and easy to get along with, and I well, I just, er..." The stream of words that had started in a rush tailed off slowly as Becky blushed even deeper.

Carol grinned and held Becky's hand to her boob, "I have always wondered what it would be like to be touched like that by another woman. I have to tell you that I really, really like it!"

Just then the lifeguard blew his whistle and the sprang apart looking around. The whistle had not been for them and they both started giggling like schoolgirls.

After a few more lengths they climbed out of the pool and headed for the showers. Carol would normally just rinse off in her swimsuit and have a proper shower at home but today she decided that she would do the job properly. The showers were empty, and Becky had just started to shower still wearing her costume. Carol slipped the straps off her shoulders and peeled off the wet costume. Becky turned to watch as Carol started to soap herself, paying more attention than was strictly necessary to her pubes. Becky gave a little shy smile and followed suit peeling off her costume.

Carol took in her first proper look at Becky's naked body. She was about the same height as Carol although a little more toned. She was a true blond as the neatly trimmed triangle of her pussy confirmed. Her breasts were small with slightly raised areoles and, as Carol could not help but notice, her nipples were hard and prominent.

"Do you need your back soaping?" asked Becky.

Carol smiled and turned her back to Becky coyly. Becky proceeded to gently soap Carol's shoulder, slowly moving Lowe, and lower. By the time she reached Carol's bum she was pressing firmly and spreading her hands across her cheeks. With the spread fingers and the firmness of her strokes suddenly one of Becky's fingers slipped between Carol's cheeks and touch on her rosebud. Carol squeaked and jumped a little. Becky immediately backed off.

"Oh, goodness, I am so sorry Carol. I didn't mean to do that." she explained quickly.

Carol grinned at her. "It was just a bit of a surprise that's all. I really didn't mind a bit. Look I normally go home for a roper shower. Why don't you come home with me for a cup of tea ... or something?" Carol left that just hanging in the air.

Becky smiled, "Actually why not come back to mine. We had a wet room installed last year, it's perfect for a proper shower."

Carol cocked an eyebrow, "A WET room?"

"Oh, no not, well you, know anything kinky. It is just like the whole room is a shower." Becky explained blushing.

Carol smiled "Well let's start with coffee and see how it goes..."

They had changed quickly and driven back to Becky's house. "Shall we have a glass of wine now or get showered first?" asked Becky, unsure of the etiquette of the occasion.

"Well, with all that swimming I'm actually quite thirsty. Perhaps we should have a glass of water, or two." Carol didn't wink, but she might as well have done.

After a couple of large glasses of water each they headed upstairs giggling. Becky led Carol to the wet room and closed the door behind them. "Wouldn't do for Jim to come home and interrupt us now, would it?"

They began getting undressed but then Carol said, "don't you think it would make it more fun for us to do this for each other?" With that she started to slowly undress Becky, taking every opportunity to run her hands over her hips, her bum and her boobs. "I just love your perky little boobs", she said admiring them at close quarters.

Becky in turn undressed Carol with great care until slowly kneeling to pull down her white cotton briefs, her face levels with Carols pussy. "Do it!" She whispered, "Do it now, piss on me Carol."

Carol smiled; this was her fantasy coming true right in front of her. She didn't bother about her pants still being around her ankles, she let go. A stream of pee cascaded over Becky's breasts. As she looked down past Becky's rock-hard nipples Carol saw that Becky was masturbating enthusiastically. Carol slid her right hand down to pull her outer pussy lips back and aimed her stream a little higher up Becky's chest, past her chin and onto her lips. Becky opened wide and let the pee flood in and overflow her mouth to run back down her body. With a squeal and a shiver Becky curled into a ball, the last of Carols pee running down over her back and making a stream through the gorge of her bum cheeks.

Becky eventually looked up with a contented but surprised look on her face, "Well I think owe you something for that. Sit down here."

Carol did not need coaxing. She flicked the now sodden panties into a corner and settle her bum down in front of Becky with her knees drawn up and wide. At once Becky leaned in and her tongue was inside Carol's cunt. Becky licked and lapped at Carols slit, then she planted her lips on her clip sucking and licking. Carol was in heaven and came as hard as she could remember whimpering with joy and releasing a final squirt directly onto Becky waiting mouth. Becky slithered up Carol's wet body and they locked together in a passionate kiss, sharing Carol's juices.

Sometime later after an actual shower and a cup of tea Becky looked coyly at carol. "Are we going to do this ever again do you think?"

Carol grinned, "Becky my love, we have barely started! I hardly recognise myself and I am loving it!" She went on to describe how she and Bob had veered away from "normal" sex over the past few weeks and how it had awoken a sexual tiger in her.

"Oh my god Carol, you're not going to tell Bob what we did are you?" squealed Becky.

"Well, yes. It was basically his idea that started today off. Besides when he hears about this, he is going to be like a flagpole!" replied Carol.

"So he will know my lips have been around your fanny, he is going to be kissing you where I kissed you just now. Ohhh, wow."

Carol wondered if that was a good or bad wow for a moment, until she saw Becky's hand head up her skirt once more......