Lesbian Swim Stories

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Swim Coach and Friend Seduce Coed

by Laura Smythe on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I'm a college swim coach, 39, with short black hair, 5'4" 120 lbs. After our great winning season I had a party and invited all the girls on the swim team After the party my girlfriend Katie, who is 36, blonde and in very good shape, said that she would help me clean up. I said don't take it all on yourself; ask one of the girls to help. Well,she said, "th...

Swim Couch Seduces Coed With Friend

by Laura Smythe on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

The next morning, I awoke to the sounds of the water. Seeing Mandy next to me, I figured it must be Katie enjoying an early morning hot shower. I could not believe how happy our experience the night before made me. I began to gaze at Mandy's sleeping face, so sweet and young, and so peaceful now. My mind raced as I hoped she wouldn't wake and run out of the...

Swim & Sangria

by Dotrice1 on Sep 14, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Classes are never as interesting as in the catalog, and continuing education units are never made to sound interesting. As usual, all the students sized each other up the first class and settled into our seats for the remainder of the summer session. I found myself with a second year biology teacher to my right, a middle-aged business and economics teacher t...

Swimming into the Deep End

by pgraham on Sep 14, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I married at 21 and have always enjoyed sex with my husband, but as we hit our forties it became much less frequent. To be frank I don't think either of us missed it particularly. When we make love it is still good, we just don't get the urges in the same way. I have never even thought about another relationship. I cannot explain how the situation I am writi...

Swimming

by Crew Cut on Sep 13, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I was fat. The folds of flab had reached over my lap and would rest midway between my thighs and knees when I sat. My upper arms wobbled as I walked, and my thighs rubbed together enough to cause a pimply rash. My lover said she adored my obesity, that women should not pander to male fantasies of beauty. She came hardest on the days I had my regular short-ba...

Swimming With Jada

by LadyFrederika on Sep 16, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I shook the metal door handle in frustration. It was another hot day in Santa Fe, New Mexico, and I couldn't believe the Marriott's outdoor pool was closed for the second day in a row -- the only day when I had a four-hour afternoon break. I was all suited up in my new black one-piece, hoping to relax poolside with a drink and get to know some of my fellow...

Afternoon Swim

by Tawny T on Sep 26, 2017
Lesbian Sex

I was living in a small university town, doing graduate study on my degree. The university was very good, but it was in the Bible Belt, and the town was Dullsville personified. An aunt had died leaving me a sizable inheritance, and I could concentrate on my studies, most of the time. I'm female, and single. I had several bad relationships with men that left...

Teen Swimmin' Dream

by KrisKrossedUp on Sep 11, 2017
Lesbian Sex

Katrina's arms splashed as she pulled her way through the pool, leading the other swimmers. Her head came up every three strokes, and she drew quick, deep breaths. As she reached the end of the lane, she flipped underwater, pushing against the cold tile to make her way back to the other side. Each of these motions, completed thousands of times, were automati...

The Swimming Hole

by litpervgrrl on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

It was too hot to climb. We had gotten up early in the morning, and done a couple routes. There were three of us: Steph, Anna, and Me. Climbing as a trio was a little slow, but it was a lot of fun; and it was doubly fun because it was just us girls. It was late morning, and the sun was beating down on the cliff. It must have already been up in the 90s, an...

Mardi Gras

by Crew Cut on Sep 12, 2017
Lesbian Sex

A swim. I was really looking forward to a swim. The day was hot and sultry with no sign of a breeze, and the next cool change seemed to be days off. It had been a hot, steamy Sydney summer, the past month been made hotter and steamier for me because it had been the month of the gay and lesbian Mardi Gras. In March each year, the city throbs to a queer beat,...