This story by far conveys my wildest sexual experience ever. Despite going to a modest public school in a rural part of NW New Jersey, my school had a fencing program. My guess is it was started a long time prior to my time there, and administration just forgot about it. Anyway, I actually became a rather good fencer and, when I was looking at colleges, my coach made one phone call and got me into the State University. Despite my doubts, I made the varsity team my freshman year and, therefore, traveled and competed with the team for all meets in which the University participated. The following story related the events that occurred during one memorable trip.
We had just completed a Regional Meet at a major Ivy League school in the Northeast. There were five colleges and universities represented at this tournament. After all the bouts were fenced, and the results were tallied and announced, we hit the locker room. I had just finished a grueling 15-touch bout against a senior. I lost by three touches; not really close, but respectable for a freshman. I was pretty beat and was replying the bout in my head while I got undressed getting ready to take a shower before the long trip back home. I wasn't really paying attention when I walked into the shower area, but I was quickly brought back to reality when I encountered the scene occurring under the water.
The shower area was a classic "gang" shower configuration. There were nozzles along all four walls and two pillars with an additional four nozzles each. Between the two pillars, in the center of the shower-room was a rowdy crowd of guys, gathered around something going on in their midst. I stopped in my tracks as I noticed 25+ naked or towel wrapped guys standing in close proximity obviously not focused on showering. They were hooting, hollering, and cheering on whatever spectacle was being performed before them. More shocking, however, was the fact that many of them, the majority in fact, were obviously aroused and openly stroking themselves. This violated so many aspects of group shower etiquette, that I had to move closer to see what the commotion was about.
As I advanced, it became obvious that someone was on the floor of the shower in the center of the crowd. I quickly discerned a girl, dressed in a skirt and a school t-shirt. She had dark hair that was soaked. She wasn't overly thin; kind of thick, really, but in the right places. The water and steam from the showers had virtually pasted the shirt to her ample breasts, yet this was the tamest thing about her appearance. For, when I finally got an unobstructed view, it became clear that she was eagerly servicing those around her. She was straddling some lucky guy who was sitting on the floor with his back against one of the pillars. He looked in ecstasy even though the girl's attention was clearly focused on the cock in her hand and the cock in her mouth. This young lady was stroking the one cock while her head bobbed up and down the other. She was literally swallowing the cock in her mouth, her nose burying itself in the guys hair with each stroke.