(Part 2 of a three part series, see Sevastopol School Break Project for Part 1)
That night about an hour after his mother had gone to bed, at 10:30pm Tim snuck out the back door and through the back gate and into Kristy's yard. It was a gorgeous late night; still, warm and full of magic. He tapped gently on the window he knew was Kristy's from visiting earlier.
"What the fuck? You scared the shit out of me," a sleepy Kristy said.
"You wake me up in the morning. I wake you up at night. What are you wearing?" Tim tried to look behind the curtain she was hiding with.
"What do you want?"
"Get your bikini? We're going swimming?"
"What?"
"Get your bikini and a towel, we're going swimming."
"What? Where? How?"
"Get your gear! I'll meet you outside."
Ten minutes later the both of them were in Kristy's backyard. In her hand, she carried a towel and under her shorts and T-shirt was her bikini as asked.
"What are we doing?" she whispered.
"Follow," Kristy was told.
Kristy followed. Tim led her straight to the town swimming pool, a large outdoor pool with a kiddies one next to it. Both pools were surrounded by cement but beyond that was green lawn and trees. For deep in the countryside, it was quite the oasis, the only pool complex that size for fifty kilometres in any direction. And it was the place that Kristy had her terrible experience in the summer holidays just gone.
"What's the point? It's closed. Locked. We're not breaking in!"
"Don't need to, follow me."
The outer property fence was wire mesh, and three-quarters of the way along the fence furthest from the car park was a pole with very simple threads of chicken-wire that could be unwound with your fingers. It opened the mesh to allow a hole big enough for a person to sneak through under the quiet shadow of the trees.
"Oh, this is a bit dangerous," Kristy worried. "There are night-lights that come on with movement."
"Not anymore," Tim said quietly, "There were too many possums that set them off. The neighbours complained until eventually the council had to turn them off."
"Are you seriously saying there is no security in this place?"
"Nothing."
"Why is nobody here, then?"
"Because they're not terrified of wearing their bikini in the pool during the day," Tim teased her.
"Pfft."
"Come on, best be quiet, though. Noise travels at night, any splashing could be heard by people nearby and the lights inside the pool will give us away if we move around too quickly."
It was after eleven when Kristy and Tim left their clothes in the shadows of the trees and in their swimmers snuck quietly to the edge of the big pool. They very carefully slipped into the cool water on the warm night.
"Oh, that feels so nice," Kristy whispered, feeling immediately relaxed.
"Good. We needed to exorcise the demons of you wearing that bikini in this pool. A good experience to neutralise the bad, if possible."
"You are genuinely sweet," Kristy said, genuinely.
The two of them drifted slowly back-and-forth the length of the big pool with the only light coming from the moon above and from the lights under the pool water. They talked in whispers, though it was obvious no one was coming. Nearing midnight on a Tuesday there was little chance of them getting caught as long as they stayed quiet.
"Kiddy pool?" Kristy whispered.
"Sure."
Kristy got out as quietly as she could without splashing and stood in the paddle pool.
"When I was really little, like two or something, my parents used to put me in this little pool with completely nothing on."
"Really?"
"I guess parents don't do that anymore," Kristy said.
"No. There are new rules."
"Can you get your phone, take a photo?"
"You want a photo?"
"For nostalgia's sake. Then-and-now."
"Huh?" Tim said, suspecting what was about to happen. Kristy undid her bikini bottoms and pulled them off.
"You've seen that before, so it hardly matters," Kristy said but she didn't stop there. She undid her top and threw that to the ground as well. With the light from the water coming up onto her bare breasts, for a moment Tim felt dizzy. He thought he would faint. Every quart of blood in his body rushed into his cock.
"Get the camera, get your phone," Kristy told him again. "Hurry, in case somebody comes."
"No one is gonna come," Tim assured her. Regardless, he dashed off to get his phone and take photos of the most gorgeous naked girl he was ever likely to see. Kristy tried to replicate poses she would've made as a little kid, and the both of them would've been laughing hilariously if it wasn't for the need to keep quiet.
Eventually, Kristy picked up and moved to the comfort of the big pool. In the kiddy pool, the water only came up to her waist when she sat. In the big pool she could drift gracefully naked while covered to her neck.
"I think you better take your pants off too, just to say you've been skinny-dipping in the Sevastopol pool. And with a girl! But you better not say which one, otherwise they'll think I'm one of those easy chicks."
Terrified that he would inseminate the pool Tim pulled his swimmers down and off and gently lowered himself into the water, as naked as Kristy was.
"I do feel sorry for you for how hard you've been all day," Kristy said, seeing his erection was on again.
Tim shrugged. "The reason for it is nice. I've enjoyed you letting me see you undressed. Your body is beautiful."
"Hmmm, thank you."
They swam quietly around, close but not touching. There was less tension than you might expect. Those two had fallen back into their friendship routine, natural and familiar. It had been a long time since they'd played games together, and this was simply a bigger, more compelling game.
Kristy pulled herself up to sit on the pool edge, with Tim standing in the water in front. Kristy leaned back, smiling and showing off her naked body, opening her legs to the wavy pool light.
"You turned out amazing."
"Thank you."
Eventually, Tim pulled out and sat beside her, embarrassed to still be rock hard. Kristy looked and pouted sympathetically.
"I think it's time to fix that," she said. "I feel so sorry for you being like that for so long."
Kristy slipped back into the water and moved to a place in front of Tim, pushing open his legs to get close.
"Don't complain if this is no good. I've never done it before."
Tim gasped as Kristy took his cock in hand pulled it forward and sunk her mouth onto his boner. Tim looked down in shock and awe at Kristy's head bobbing on his erection as she tugged with both hands.
The battle for his sperm had begun.
Tim desperately wanted to keep it for as long as possible, to keep that mouth latched onto his cock forever. Kristy wanted him to get relief. Of course, Kristy won. How could she not?
When she felt the first twitch and spurt, she held still. When the spurts kept coming Kristy wanted to back off but didn't want to lose any of Tim's muck into the pool for people to swim in. She was staggered by how much goo he shot into her mouth. After a time she looked up at him as if to say are-you-done? Tim was off with the pixies, so Kristy decided to unlatch herself.
Kristy kept hold of Tim's cock, standing naked in the town pool with a mouthful of cum. What to do with it? She could hardly spit it into the water, but the taste was weird, it was like Angostura bitters mixed with cinnamon. So Kristy swallowed. On her first-ever blowjob, she swallowed. Then she went down on Tim again to lick away a few drops that had snuck out at the end. And having got a cock in hand for the first time, Kristy didn't want to let go. She kept holding and stroking Tim's half-hard penis.
Tim was thrilled. Thinking back, most of the games they'd played as kids had been initiated by Kristy.
"Can I do something?" he asked. "For you?"
"No. I'm okay," Kristy said, kissing the tip gently.
"Really? I feel bad if you just do that for me."
"Don't. Just bringing me here was wonderful."
Kristy moved onto the pool edge again, laying face up using his leg for a pillow. She was looking at the sky, letting Tim drink in her nudity, then reached above her head to keep squeezing his cock as she lay there.
"This place gave me such a bad memory. Now it's the opposite. Now I can't believe how wonderful I feel about this pool again."
Tim wanted to reach over and touch her breasts, but despite Kristy gripping his penis he was too afraid she'd be upset with him. He had asked if she wanted anything, and Kristy had said no.
"Take a photo of us together?" Kristy said, "Otherwise at our fiftieth school reunion no one will believe we really did it."
Using the timer, Tim set the phone precariously on the edge of the pool and they took a dozen different photos in different poses, all with nudity, some full nudity, some affectionate, and one a reenactment of Kristy's first blowjob and cum-in-mouth-swallow, although the amount of sperm was tiny the second time.
A car drove slowly past along the nearest street and then stopped, and that put an end to things quickly. Tim grabbed his phone and they both scrambled naked into the trees where their clothes were, breathing heavily, keeping watch. The car turned around and into the pool car park.
"Shit, get dressed, quick."
"Our swimwear is over there," Kristy said, worried.
"Does it have your name in it?"
"Of course not!"
"Then leave it, come on. If they put a light over here, we're cooked."
"But they're the only pants you have, over there," Kristy pointed out.
Tim had his t-shirt on and showed her he could stretch it down enough to get by in a pinch.
"Come on!" he whispered. They just got through the hole and into the bushes and out to the next street in time. The person in the car was walking outside of the perimeter fence shining a torch into all of the gardens. He found the hole. That would be the end of that. And of course when the staff found Tim and Kristy's swimwear the next day that was the end of that, too.
