The final swim meet of my high school career was a month away, and I couldn't be happier. I love swimming, but having to wake up at 5 am for practice almost every day of the school week for three months out of the year quickly grew tiresome. I had lost almost all motivation to finish the last month of swim team, but only stayed on to keep my parents happy. I...
My wife is a raven-haired, tall, Spanish beauty who enjoys swimming naked. She's slim, with small, perky breasts. When she swims on her back, her breasts form two perfect globes that attract the eyes of every "swimmer". For some time now we've gone to a late Friday night nudist swim at a local swimming pool. Being an entirely clothes optional event people...
Disclaimer: I began writing this story in late 2015. All are over 18 years of age. This story is completely fictional. None of the characters portrayed are real, also none of these sexual encounters ever happened in real life. All the names, places, or events living or dead are purely coincidental. ***** Part 1~ Meeting the Team. During the summer of 204...
Thank you for reading my stories. This is the first in a series about the coming of age of Jeff. This initial chapter is a set-up piece so please bear with the length as I introduce a few characters, all of whom are over the age of 18-years-old. If you like it, please provide a rating and any comments! *** We live in a fairly affluent section of our city,...
Chapter 08 Swim team goes all the way Author's note -- This is a work of pure fiction. There is no connection to any real people or places. Any resemblance to real life people, events, or someone else's writings is coincidental. It is for entertainment only and is not to be reproduced without written consent. I think you will find this chapter a little m...
It was a day in May, just after Memorial Day weekend and as summer was about to peek its head out. I went on my own up to Cape Cod as I like to do every year; I go away from everything and spend a week up there by myself. I visit the sites, go whale watching, maybe play a little mini-golf, and of course go to the lakes and the Bay. The great part about it is...
It was a hot, muggy day, the sun brutal in its assault, illuminating Lake Hiawatha in all its piercing glory. My hot pink tank top had already begun to cling desperately to my body and noon was still an hour away. My first day as a Camp Hiawatha Counselor-in-Training started off as expected. The morning brought staff introductions, followed by a breakdown...
He had brought his bathing suit to the resort, and the water, he estimated, should be plenty warm enough. He could skip the pre-swim shower, but he did not want to do that. He knew the water would feel good, the cool, bracing water on his skin, and he wanted to be in the little private room with the water bouncing off the walls and running down to his feet....
Darcy stared at herself in the mirror with disgust. Despite the one-piece, well-fitting bathing suit she wore, she was still critical of herself. She was still a very attractive woman in her mid-forties, but a little curvier then her petite frame suggested. She stood 5' 3" and had what some would say a little extra baggage around her hips and thighs. Thoug...
This story is inspired by and modeled after a television show, Mad Men, appearing on AMC. However, nothing that happens in this story has happened on the series. Please be advised, the story is quite sexist as it describes a very sexist time, just like in the show. It's a satirical look at advertising and ads. Please note, all characters are at least eightee...