A nice surprise for [M]e in the CoEd changing rooms when swimming be[F]ore work

A month ago I decided I need to get my fitness back to where it was last year and I signed up for my first mini triathlon taking place in August. Since then I’ve been going swimming one morning a week before work as part of my training routine.

Every week I get to the pool at 7:30am on a Thursday and swim laps and the same woman (late twenties) is always in the slow lane swimming breastroke. I’ve admired her for a few weeks with having googles on and having a good look under water. She is always in a black one piece with a nice figure. She’s 5’5” with blonde hair, slim body with a nice shape and ample breasts.

Up to yesterday we had said a couple of things to each other when taking a break at one end of the pool and smiled at each a couple of times.

This is the forth week I’ve seen her and the last three she has always gotten out before me. This time I went into the changing rooms just after her. There are separate shower rooms for men and women, but the main area is a load of cubicles anyone can use to get changed with a bunch of lockers in the middle.

I came out of the shower room wrapped in my towel and walked to my locker. She was stood at a locker removing her bag also wrapped tightly in a large towel. There were other people in the shower areas but we were the only two people by the lockers. We locked eyes and smiled at each other.

As I’m getting my bag out of the locker she turned to go into a changing cubicle and looked back at me as she stepped in. She disappeared from view and then she looked again as she was going to close the door and sort of paused for a split second and we just stared. I don’t know where the courage came from, but I just kind of did a hand gesture of pointing at myself and then at her to say, can I change with you. She looked down at the floor, I saw her bite her lip and I was sure she was going to close the door and I’d have to find a new venue to go swimming at, but then she looked up and signalled with her hand for me to go in.

I had a quick look around and there was still no one around so I dived straight through the door and put my bag on the bench next to hers and dropped my wet trunks and googles on the floor. She locked the door and turned to face me.

We smiled at each other and said nothing, then just grabbed each other and started kissing. My hands went to her back and I ran them down her towel to her butt which I squeezed and pulled up with my fingers to get access to her bare ass. As I squeezed it and pulled her into me I knew she could feel me growing hard under my own towel.

Her hands were on my chest and she was running one of her hands up onto my face and back down and then she kept sliding it down my front, tugged the towel and it easily came free and she dropped it on the floor. She grabbed my dick and started to slowly stroke my 5.5 inches.

I immediately copied her and tugged her towel and it came free and dropped to the floor, I pushed her back gently against the wall and the coolness of it made her gasp in surprise and we quickly settled back into kissing. I played with both her breasts which were bigger than I thought, the one piece kept them well hidden. I gave her nipples a squeeze then slid both hands down to her thighs and teased her a little, I then lightly ran a couple of fingers over her lips before pushing in between them and playing with her very wet clit.

I started kissing her neck and I could hear her breathing get a lot heavier, she was still working my cock, but had to let go as I kissed down her front taking each of her nipples in my mouth one by one, before kissing down her firm stomach and kneeling in front of her.

“Put your foot up here” I said quietly tapping the bench beside me. She did as I asked spreading her legs for me still standing against the wall. She was clean shaven, with some razor rash. I couldn’t wait to taste it so I planted a few kisses around her vag on her lips and I could see the frustration in her eyes waiting for me to get on with it.

I pushed my tongue between her lips and concentrated on her clit, she immediately threw her head back. I put a hand under her thigh that was up at right angles on the bench and squeezed her butt and pulled her into my tongue. I let my other hand wander rubbing her thigh and moving up to play with her breasts and squeeze her nipples.

I bought the hand back down and teased the entrance to her vag with my finger, it was so wet at this point. I pushed in two fingers slowly and had no problem getting them knuckles deep. I curled them towards me looking for the g-spot and then slowly withdrew them rubbing down the front wall of her vag behind the clit. I repeated this while continuing to lick her clit and squeeze her butt.

I could feel her hand on my head, rubbing my very short hair and it didn’t take long before I heard her gasp, I could feel her shake and her vag was pulsing on my fingers. After about fifteen seconds she bent forward and pushed my head away as the sensation got too much.

I grabbed my towel and cleaned my mouth and fingers and stood up. She immediately kissed me again and started stroking my cock before kneeling down and giving me a good bj. She didn’t waste any time. I was straight in her mouth her heading bobbing at a good pace. She gripped the bottom half of my cock with her hand and moved it in motion with her head. I put my hand on her head and started to move with her gently fucking her mouth. She gave me eye contact and I nearly lost it.

After a couple of minutes she stood up, turned around and bent over and put her hands on the walls in the corner of the cubicle. I wasted no time grabbing her waist, positioning my cock on her entrance and pushing in.

I started fucking her in standing doggy and we were both doing our best to keep the moans to a minimum and I didn’t go too hard to avoid slapping sounds. I ran my hands up to her breasts and then back down and put my right arm around her to play with her clit. She turned and kissed me at this point before bending forward again, making it hard to reach her clit. She knocked my hand away and replaced it with her own.

I was getting very close at this point so I went for it. I could feel her vag pulse again and I knew she was having another orgasm, but it was nowhere near as powerful as the first. That pushed me over the edge, so I hung on for as long as I could before pulling out and coming on her lower back and butt cheeks.

I grabbed my wet trunks and cleaned my cum off her and the end of my dick. I also rubbed my towel over it to be a perfect gentleman.

We kind of stood there awkwardly looking at each other now the sexual needs had been taken care of and we didn’t know each other at all. The prior few minutes had been incredible.

I wrapped my towel back around me and said, “I’ll leave you to get changed to give you more room.” She said, “Thanks there isn’t loads of room in here,” and chuckled to herself.

I picked my bag up and said, “I don’t even know your name?” She replied, “It’s Michelle,” and I replied “Hi Michelle, it was great to meet you, I’m Simon.” We shook hands and laughed.

I opened the door and checked the coast was clear and went to leave. As I was half out the door I looked at her and said, “See you next week?” She replied with a smile, “Definitely.”

I went two cubicles down got changed and headed for work.

I can’t wait for next Thursday morning now and if it continues I think the extra training will help with the triathlon.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bcgfdk/a_nice_surprise_for_me_in_the_coed_changing_rooms

20 comments

  1. This almost makes me regret not going to the gym. Maybe if she’d handed you a few grand and a brick of weed it’d be enough to motivate me.

  2. Two things… First, where the hell do you live that has coed changing rooms. I am feeling like not in the US… I kinda hate the general prudish nature of this country.

    Second… This kinda reminded me how much I love to swim. Maybe I’ll get a YMCA membership when I get home and see if I will actually stick to a laps regimen to get in shape.

    Was super hot and also made me have hope to find my own bauxom water goddess.

  3. Thanks for not having a 9inch cock and shooting rope after rope of sperm in her. Nothing wrong with being average

  4. I’ve been wanting to go to gym for a while now and had this exact fantasy so good to know it can actually happen, time to start at the gym.

  5. I recently started swimming for the same reason as you. The whole story was very visual for me and easy to imagine. Wouldn’t mind meeting a “Michelle” there too ;)

  6. I have a similar situation as I’m swimming twice a week at lunch and 2 weeks ago I exchanged a few words with a very cute triathlete with an gorgeous body and them got a cute smile as she left after changing. I didn’t get her name or anything and have yet to see her again at the pool but this story jogs my mind like I’m training for a bloody Ironman!

  7. The view of a beautiful woman swimming breast stroke is incredible. Flip turns aren’t bad either. It could be a porn genre.

  8. If she’s not married, maybe next time she fucks you you could buy her breakfast. Cheers!

  9. Awesome story….very hot….DAMN!!! She sounds amazing. It will be interesting to see where this goes. Thanks….

  10. Best reason ever to be late for work!
    I actually used it as an excuse once. My boss was always chasing pussy (any pussy) and one morning he called me to his office to bitch at me for being a few minutes late. He asked what my excuse was and I said my wife insisted on having sex after I got out of the shower and I couldn’t say no to that pussy. He just looked at me and smiled and said get out of here and get to work. True story.

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