A surprise visitor in the men’s showers [MF][exh][oral]

Oliver stepped out of the pool having just finished his laps. His chest was heaving and his muscles felt like they were on fire. Swimming was hard work these days but he just loved the feeling of his muscles pulled tight beneath his skin. The sky was blue, the sun was shining and thoughts of what he was going to do with Lyn that afternoon had him feeling fantastic.

He spied her on the banks on the far side of the pool. She was lying on her stomach, tanning in her bikini and reading her book. A teenager walked past her readjusting his crotch as he not-so-subtly checked her out. As he got closer Oliver had to admit the guy had good reason to. Lyn’s toned legs were glistening from the tanning oil and her skin shone golden brown in the sun. Her bikini bottom was riding up her butt cheeks giving everyone who walked past a good view of her tight behind. Her legs were slightly spread and those who were game enough to stare could see the fabric of her bikini clinging delicately to the outline of her pussy.

Oliver snuck up behind her and ran his hand up her thigh. Lyn jumped in fright and turned around, relieved to find that it was Oliver’s familiar hand that was now resting on her ass, and not some strangers.

“You know that half of your ass is hanging out for the world to see, right?” Oliver grinned. Lyn laughed and rolled over.

“Babe, you’re making me all wet” Oliver’s body was leaning over hers sending cold drops of water all over her skin.

“Now if I had a dollar for every time I heard you say that..” Oliver laughed, Lyn groaned and rolled her eyes playfully at him.

“I’m going to hit the showers so we can get out of here” he said.

“Sure thing” said Lynn. She rolled over and put up her arm to shield her eyes from the sun. Her bikini top was loosely tied and her breasts swayed when she moved her arm. Oliver cast his eyes over her body, his eyes following the length of her legs and the curve of her hips. Her bikini bottoms were riding high on her hips and the hint of her nipples poking through her top.

“Ever since you put on that bikini, I’ve been scheming of ways to take it off” he winked. “Lets get you out here before that teenager has an aneurysm from trying not to stare at you.”

Oliver gathered his things, gave Lyn a friendly tap on the bum and a quick kiss that she could barely catch. Before she knew it he’d set off for the showers. Lyn bit her lip as she watched Oliver glide away on his long legs, his back forming that lean V she finds so attractive. Lyn went back to her book for all of ten seconds before she too, packed up her things. An idea had taken hold of her, and she had to resist the urge to run. Heads turned as her bikini rode even further up her ass, and her perky breasts bounced as she set off after Oliver in an excited half jog.

In the showers Oliver had shed his swim shorts and underwear and smiled, surprised to find his cock already halfway to a strong erection. “That girl has put a spell on me, I swear” he thought to himself. He lathered up his sore muscles with soap and stood for a second under the stream of water, his racing heart only just beginning to settle. The image of Lyn’s ass in the sun flashed before his mind, Oliver was overwhelmed by a sudden urge to bury his face into the beautiful cleft just visible through her parted legs. He felt his cock stir and the familiar heat of desire build deep in his loins.

A knock at the door woke him from his fantasy. “Sorry mate this one’s occupied” He called.

“I know.. That’s why I picked it” That familiar accent, and that particular tone he’d come to associate with the hotter, and more kinky experiences the two had shared made him smile.

He opened the door to find Lyn’s big brown eyes looking up at him. Her shoulders shrugged, and her hands held together at her waist, she pushed her exposed breasts together with her arms. She looked the picture of innocence, but Oliver knew her better than that and her nipples standing completely erect betrayed her true intentions.

Oliver quickly pulled her inside as he heard male voices coming around the corner. “How did you get in here?” he hissed.
“I just thought you might need a hand in here” she replied with a coy look, “or a mouth.. or an ass” A beaming grin spread over Oliver’s face. He was still holding her body to his, and his cock, now fully erect was pressing into Lyn’s hip. He pulled her into the stream of water with him and watched as rivers of water ran over neck and breasts. Lyn’s hand had found his cock and she felt a surge of electricity run through her body as she knelt down before him, gazed up at his disbelieving face and took the head of his penis into her mouth.

She felt his body give way.. The hand that was holding his cock now grabbed at his chest and abs as the other worked the knot on her bikini bottoms. Her tongue running slow circles around the tip of his cock.

“Babe, you’re killing me here..” Oliver moaned, probably a little too loudly. Lyn knew what he wanted, but not yet, she thought. She lifted his dick upwards and placed his balls in her mouth, one a time, slowly and gently sucking each as if it were the most delicate treat in the world.

She ran her hands down his chest and around his torso, letting them fall to his buttocks. She looked up to find his hands holding on to the cubicle for support. “Babe I want you to look at me and I want you to watch me when I swallow your cock” she says. Oliver could only nod as his cock throbbed, stiff as a board and standing straight out. It twitches for a moment, as Lyn’s lips are temporarily removed, it yearns to be inside her once more.

She draws spirals on his balls with the tip of her tongue, before tracing a long line from the base of his scrotum and along his shaft with agonising patience, to the very tip of his cock. Lyn locks eyes with Oliver, grabs his buttocks firmly, and pushes his cock into her mouth, slowly and steadily, as far as she can.

Oliver exhales as every muscle in his body relaxes. He’s looking deep into Lyn’s eyes, her lips wrapped around the base of his cock, as he reaches out and runs his hands through her hair. They hold this moment as long as they can, the ultimate comfort, every carnal desire satisfied in that very instant.

Oliver pulls her head back and she inhales deeply, his cock is wet with her saliva and a bunch of her hair is clenched in his fist. She looks at him with big doe eyes and gives him the subtlest of nods. He appreciates her acknowledgment of submission. His fist tightening he pushes his cock back into her mouth with forceful precision.

The slow, smooth thrusts of his hips steadily gain momentum. He pulls her head forwards to meet each thrust of his cock. Lyn lets her body go slack, she yields to his strong grip and she knows he will not let her fall. She feels his body tower over her and she knows by the desperate strain in his muscles that he is close to cumming. She wills him to come, she wants him to feel strong, she wants him to cum FOR her and BECAUSE of her. He pulls her hair directly down with both hands exposing her face, his cock positioned directly above her. He sends streams of cum onto her face and covers her from her eyebrows to her chin. His hold relaxes and his satisfied cock rests gently on her lips as he stands panting. Through the sweat and the cum they flash devilish grins at each other.

Oliver helps her stand up and they wash each others bodies clean. They press their bodies together and they hold each other under the warm rivers of water. They don’t speak but nothing needs to be said.

Oliver turns off the shower and hands Lyn his towel. The voices of three old greek blokes drifts over to their cubicle. Well I don’t think they heard us, he whispers, but how the fuck are we going to get out of here?

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