A revised version of my first story. I'd love some feedback.
When I was 16 I realized that I was a lesbian, and I quickly met my girlfriend Katey during swimming practice. But that’s a different story. This is the story about how I became captain of my schools swimming team when I was 17.
Swim practice had ended and I was getting dressed, when Katey came and whispered in my ear that she wanted me to hang back. I smiled wickedly, because I knew what she meant. I purposefully dawdled, took things out of my bag and then put them back in, anything to waste time.
Eventually everyone left and I immediately locked the door and whipped off my clothes. I looked around but couldn’t see Katey, then I heard the sound of water running. I found her in the showers, hot water already steaming up the room; she was sitting on the floor playing with herself, water forming a cascade down the v-line between her buxom breasts, down her toned stomach, to where her hands met her pussy. She gave me that “come hither” look and I walked to her, the hot water hitting my head and flowing over my red hair and down my shoulders. It ran over my pert, perky breasts, all the way to my smooth pussy. I was soaked in no time, but it was nowhere near how wet my pussy was getting from just looking at her with two fingers buried inside herself. She was still sitting on the floor, so she leaned forward and her tongue ran up my slit and danced across my clit. I gasped as my lovers skilled mouth flicked and probed me, my young quim spasming as Katey started me on the journey closer and closer to ecstasy. I ran my hands over my chest and tweaked my pink nipples, already hard with arousal, the small bursts of pain mingling with the overwhelming pleasure coming from my loins. I brought my hands down and grabbed Katey's head, and I began to grind my lovers face into my hungry pussy. Suddenly the rising pleasure exploded in me, surging orgasmic euphoria throughout every part of my body.
I fell to my knees and into katey’s arms, with the warm water of the shower enveloping us like a cocoon, our lips met and I tried to express my feelings for her with just a kiss. Her lips parted and our tongues entwined, I could taste the residual juices of my pussy in her mouth. My hands started to explore her slender body, feeling my way to her breasts. I pinched one of her nipples and smiled as she gasped into my mouth. With my hands on her breasts I pushed her down onto her back and licked my way down her body, stopping briefly to nibble her pointy nipples. I was between her knees and I took a moment to admire the little patch of brown pubic hair that she kept unshaven above her otherwise bare mound. I leaned down and gave her bush a little kiss, and then I ran my tongue down and I started licking her smooth pink pussy. Her pussy lips parted and I could taste her juices as they started to flow into my mouth. The water from the shower was a good cover because it drowned out the sounds of Katey moaning. Her moans reached new heights when I wrapped my lips around her clit and flicked my tongue across it rapidly.
Suddenly I felt the hair on the back of my head stand up; I felt eyes on us. We were being watched. With katey’s pussy still in my mouth, I looked up. Standing in the door way to the showers was our swimming coach. Even though the room was full of steam, I was still able to see that she had her hand down her pants and her other hand was kneading her breasts over her track suit top. I locked eyes with her while my tongue danced across katey’s clit. I took two fingers and thrust them deeply into my lovers slit. Katey moaned load, her back arching, as she reached orgasm. My mouth was flooded with her fluids and I happily drank the sweet nectar. I still had my eyes on my coach, and I saw her give a quiet moan as she too reached her peak. She took her hand out of her pants, straightened her clothes and was about to leave. She stopped and looked at me, and I saw her mouth the words "thank you" before she turned and left.
I crawled over Katey and kissed her, letting her taste her juices this time. It was about then that I noticed the water had started to turn cold. I got up, and bent over to help Katey get up. The wet floor cause us to slip and we ended up back on the floor, where we lay, laughing at our own clumsiness. I looked into my lover eyes and gave her a peck on the lips. Then I started to chuckle even more, this time at the absurdness of our coach catching us, and fingering herself while watching two of her students having lesbian sex in the showers after hours.
“What’s so funny? We just fell down, it’s not that funny” Katey asked me, smiling.
“I just thought it would feel different being watched, let alone caught” I replied, brushing a little hair out of her face.
“What are you talking about?” a puzzled look spreading over her beautiful face.
I cocked my head and was about to ask her if she was serious, when suddenly it hit me. She didn’t know.
“You had your eyes closed the entire time, didn’t you?” I asked, about to burst into laughter. She nodded and got even more confused when I did start laughing, the sound echoing off the walls.
“Stop it! And tell me what you are talking about. Did... did someone see us?!”
I got to my feet again and helped her up, this time we successfully made it out of the shower.
“Ok, I’m sorry I laughed at you. I wasn’t really laughing at you, just laughing more at the added absurdity” I put my bra and panties on and started to get into my jeans.
“Come on! Spill it, tell me what happened.” Katey was brushing her hair, still completely naked.
“It was about the time I was head deep in your vag that I noticed we had an audience”.
“Oh my god! Who? Are we busted? Why didn’t you stop?” her brush clattered to the ground as questions fired from her like a machine gun. She looked like she was getting ready to run away. Needless to say I was loving it. I knew once I told her all of it she would calm down and we would have a good laugh together.
“Coach Fisher” I said with a smirk.
“Coach Fisher! Was she mad?”
“Well they way she was 2 fingers deep in her own cunt, I'd say no... She’s not mad”.
“She was masturbating while watching us? Holy crap that’s awesome!” she hugged me, her nude body pressing against my half dressed self. And then we laughed, she did forgive me for torturing her like that, and agreed that she would have done the same thing. We finished getting dressed and shared one last kiss before exiting the change room. As we left, we made plans to get together in a couple of days and see a movie. I had to get home and do my homework. Then I was babysitting the next day, so I didn’t have much time to see her again for a couple of days.We hugged as we went our separate ways.
“Goodbye, Eve.” And in a whisper in my ear “I love you”.
My heart almost burst with emotion.
“I love you too, Katey” and I risked a kiss, right there on the sidewalk, outside of the school. Blushing furiously, we both went our different ways.
Later that evening, while I was wracking my brain around some science homework, the phone rang. Then my mom shouted up from the living room;
“Eve! Phone for you!”
Thinking it might be Katey; I ran to the kitchen and grabbed the cordless and raced back to my room.
“Hello.” I was surprised to hear Coach Fisher on the other end.
“Hello Eve, I just wanted to call you about the little display you and Miss Katey were putting on this afternoon. I would like to say that I greatly enjoyed the show and I would very much like to see more. I am thinking of promoting you and Katey to co-captains of the swim team, and I'd like to see both of you in my office immediately after next practice to discuss your possible promotion and the benefits that such a position entails. Of course this kind of position means you’ll have to stay late after each practice but I’m sure we’ll find some constructive ways to spend that time. I am about to call young Katey and inform her as well. Again, I’ll express my appreciation and wish you a good night. Goodnight Eve, see you tomorrow”
And the line went dead. I sat there in my room, stunned at the sudden turn of events. The realization hit me and I started to scream and cheer and dance around my room.
I couldn’t wait to hear from Katey, and discuss the possibilities of the “meeting” in coach’s office after practice next week. The anticipation was already growing in my chest.
