My name is Robbie, I'm tall and lanky, awkward even, curly brown hair usually too long, and up to last weekend, a College sophomore virgin. I guess when you are single, meeting a woman is double hard, and the fact that I was a poor, scruffy underclassman was not helping.
I was getting stressed at school, so when a saw a weekend scuba trip to a nearby quarry, I signed up.
Saturday morning, the bus dropped us off at the Quarry's dive shop, I grabbed my rental wet suit, fins and other gear and we headed for the showers to change. There was a bank of 10 doors in the cinder block building on the "Men's" side, and the same behind them for women. The showers were tiny shower/toilet/sink rooms, barely large enough for two, but room enough to change. There was one door on the end slightly ajar, so I pushed my way in.
"Get in here and shut that door!" I heard a man's voice. My eyes were adjusting to the interior light but I reflexively obeyed, turning to lock the door behind me. When I turned around I saw this naked guy, his cock deep in a bent-over woman facing away from me, she was holding onto the shower wall for dear life. Her wet suit was unzipped past her ass, and she was moaning with pleasure: "Fuck me! I need your cock in me! Fuck! Fuck!"
The guy resumed pounding her, grunted and I guess he came, when I heard a banging on the door and some guy yelling "Sandy? Sandy, are you in there?" The woman whispered "Shit, it's my husband!" and then semi-stood up and looked over my way, noticing I was there for the first time.
"Who the fuck is he?" she whispered to the guy still balls deep in her dripping cunt. He pulled out and zipped up her wet suit, kissed her, smiled and said "Trust me." He reached up and unlocked one of the narrow frosted windows over the shower, and boosted her up. She was shapely, with big tits stuffed into her wet suit, swimmer's body, blonde hair. She looked around to see if it was clear, whispered "See you later, stud." and shimmied herself out the window, lowering herself down and I heard sounds of footsteps running away.
The nude guy was tall, muscled, but he didn't move to get dressed or cover up. Totally laid back for a guy that just nailed a married woman who's husband was right outside the door. He looked very relaxed, and then smiled at me, saying: "Open the door, bud?" so I, still a little stunned, unlocked the door and cracked it open. The guy outside pushed it open and asked "Sandy? Are you in there?" I heard a voice behind me say "No Sandy here, but you can come it." Looking over my shoulder, Sandy's pursuer made a disgusted face, them looked and me and shook his head, moving backward until he turned and left.
I shut and locked the door, and turned to see the guy was still nude, then I noticed his semi-hard cock was wet and dripping cum onto the floor. I looked at his face in horror. He grinned and said "Hi, I'm Tony" extending his hand to shake.
I was still dumbfounded, it must have been visible in my face. Tony lowered his hand and started to pull on his wet suit. "Your name is?" he asked. "Robbie" I managed to say, still not sure what was happening.
"Well, Robbie, you did a good thing just now, I owe you a favor."
"A favor?" I asked, "The whole camp is going to think I'm gay!" I blurted out. Tony looked at me as asked "She was pretty hot, wasn't she?" I nodded. He continued "Do you want to taste her pussy?" I admitted that I would. Tony then wagged his big, still dripping cock toward me and said "She came all over my dick, go for it!"
I must have looked appalled, Tony just laughed and pulled his wet suit up over his waist. "Robbie, you look pretty straight to me. But, playing gay just kept me out of a lot of trouble, so I'll make it up to you. Trust me."
I shrugged and returned to getting ready, pulling my own wet suit on. I looked over at Tony, he was my height, maybe a little more, a little older, not much, with thick brown hair on his head, chest and legs. He was one of those laid-back handsome types, people liked him immediately.
Tony asked me "Do you have a dive partner today?" I shook my head "No". He smile and slapped my back "You do now!".
The morning was awesome, the quarry was cold, but clear and full of fish, and sunken vehicles to explore. Tony was an experienced diver, giving me tips and suggestions and we were quick friends. We didn't see Sandy all morning, but did get a lot of attention from other girls, I'm not sure if Tony just naturally attracted them, or they wanted to flirt with the "gay couple", but I enjoyed the attention regardless.
At lunchtime, we dropped off our tanks for a refill, and talked. "Ok, who is Sandy?" I asked. "Honestly? Tony admitted, "I was looking for an open room to change, and she came up to me asking for help with her wet suit zipper, I noticed a ring on her finger but we talked and the next thing I know she's kissing me and rubbing my dick. A minute later you showed up!" He acted like this was an ordinary morning for him, so I let it drop.
After lunch, we explored the quarry until our tanks were low, and packed our gear up, dropping off our tanks for refill. Again, several girls from college would stop and chat, I met more girls that day than I had since freshman year. We had a great time, I didn't notice Tony had disappeared for a while but then showed up with two take-out boxes of burgers and fries, saying "I've got beer at the tent, come on!"