I had sex in a dressing room
This is something that I have done quite a few years ago. Not super proud of it, but judge for yourself...
Back then, I regularly went swimming at a local indoor swimming arena with some college friends (1 other girl and 3 guys). That week, I didn't find much joy in swimming, though. My former boyfriend and I had broken up just a short while ago, and I was still angry and frustrated for him having cheated on me. I started out my first few laps too quickly and powered out too soon. After only half my usual laps done, I got out of the water, toweled myself down and sat on the side of the main pool for a while. Since it seemed that my friends would be completing all of their laps which would take some more time I told them that I would already go to the showers and then leave.
After showering, I went to the shared locker room. One of my friends was already there and opening his locker. He told me that he got a cramp in his leg and had had to stop. I took my clothes from my locker as well and started looking for an empty dressing cabin. All of them seemed to be occupied, though. At the other end of the row, my friend found an open one. I must have looked quite frustrated as he waved me over and -probably jokingly- asked "Why not share a cabin?" As I wanted to just get dressed and be gone, I wasn't thinking this through properly and simply answered "okay". His eyes grew a bit wide at my answer, but then he shrugged and said "cool", smiling. This should have rung a bell inside of me, but as I said I was mostly frustrated at the moment, and not giving it much thought.
We squeezed into the small dressing cabin, putting our belongings on the opposite benches and ackwardly turned our backs to each other, trying to stay out of each others space. I was fumbling with the zipper on the front of my one-piece swimsuit, which just did not want to budge. I cursed and my friend wanted to know what problem I was having and if he could help. "I can't get that $#$ zipper to move. It's stuck. Can you try to open it?" This was also probably not the wisest thing to ask in hindsight. He replied "sure", and we turned around. He started to work on the zipper, which seems to have become thoroughly stuck, caught on some of the fabric. Having been fixated on the zipper before, it took a while until I noticed that he had already dropped his swimming boxers. And I saw that he had a growing erection. Just as I had realized this, he managed to get the zipper unstuck with with one final yank that pulled it down to my belly button in one motion. Luckily, my breasts didn't spill out right away. Now, he too seemed to realize for the first time that he was standing nude and with an erection in front of me, while my swimsuit was basically fully open and I was looking down at his crotch. I somehowf found this whole situation totally hillarious and laughed out, asking him whether he wanted anything as a thank you. He didn't take long to assess the situation and replied "well...", moving his hand to his erection. I raised an eyebrow, but then three thoughts shot through my mind: I did not have sex for 3 weeks now, his shaft looked really quite nice, and by doing a friend of my ex, I could get back at him. Having felt really miserable over the past few weeks, I gave in and told him "okay". His eyes widened in surprise, but then he got a big smile on his face. As he grabbed his shaft tight, I brushed the swimsuit holders off of my shoulders and they fell down to my hips, revealing my breasts. I saw him squeezing his shaft tighter at the sight and I smiled at him. He reached for my zipper and started to pull it all the way down. He then pulled further on it, dragging the swimsuit down with it, until his hand was level with my crotch. He stopped and let two fingers slide between my legs and lips, teasing and arousing me. Now, it was my turn to get big eyes and his to smile. He let his fingers slide through while he was holding and stroking his erection with a big smile. I started to tip-toe at the arousel. I felt that I was getting wet and that my nipples began to harden. He continued for a while, angling his fingers to compensate for me tip-toeing. I was already chewing on my lower lip and wondering whether I should simply shout out that he should finally do me, as he suddenly stopped. I sank down on my feet with a sigh. He got me really aroused by this and I was now clearly staring at his shaft and he probably knew that he had me...
For reference, this is my one-piece swimsuit (at a different occasion, though):
https://www.imagebam.com/view/GABDJE
Back then, I regularly went swimming at a local indoor swimming arena with some college friends (1 other girl and 3 guys). That week, I didn't find much joy in swimming, though. My former boyfriend and I had broken up just a short while ago, and I was still angry and frustrated for him having cheated on me. I started out my first few laps too quickly and powered out too soon. After only half my usual laps done, I got out of the water, toweled myself down and sat on the side of the main pool for a while. Since it seemed that my friends would be completing all of their laps which would take some more time I told them that I would already go to the showers and then leave.
After showering, I went to the shared locker room. One of my friends was already there and opening his locker. He told me that he got a cramp in his leg and had had to stop. I took my clothes from my locker as well and started looking for an empty dressing cabin. All of them seemed to be occupied, though. At the other end of the row, my friend found an open one. I must have looked quite frustrated as he waved me over and -probably jokingly- asked "Why not share a cabin?" As I wanted to just get dressed and be gone, I wasn't thinking this through properly and simply answered "okay". His eyes grew a bit wide at my answer, but then he shrugged and said "cool", smiling. This should have rung a bell inside of me, but as I said I was mostly frustrated at the moment, and not giving it much thought.
We squeezed into the small dressing cabin, putting our belongings on the opposite benches and ackwardly turned our backs to each other, trying to stay out of each others space. I was fumbling with the zipper on the front of my one-piece swimsuit, which just did not want to budge. I cursed and my friend wanted to know what problem I was having and if he could help. "I can't get that $#$ zipper to move. It's stuck. Can you try to open it?" This was also probably not the wisest thing to ask in hindsight. He replied "sure", and we turned around. He started to work on the zipper, which seems to have become thoroughly stuck, caught on some of the fabric. Having been fixated on the zipper before, it took a while until I noticed that he had already dropped his swimming boxers. And I saw that he had a growing erection. Just as I had realized this, he managed to get the zipper unstuck with with one final yank that pulled it down to my belly button in one motion. Luckily, my breasts didn't spill out right away. Now, he too seemed to realize for the first time that he was standing nude and with an erection in front of me, while my swimsuit was basically fully open and I was looking down at his crotch. I somehowf found this whole situation totally hillarious and laughed out, asking him whether he wanted anything as a thank you. He didn't take long to assess the situation and replied "well...", moving his hand to his erection. I raised an eyebrow, but then three thoughts shot through my mind: I did not have sex for 3 weeks now, his shaft looked really quite nice, and by doing a friend of my ex, I could get back at him. Having felt really miserable over the past few weeks, I gave in and told him "okay". His eyes widened in surprise, but then he got a big smile on his face. As he grabbed his shaft tight, I brushed the swimsuit holders off of my shoulders and they fell down to my hips, revealing my breasts. I saw him squeezing his shaft tighter at the sight and I smiled at him. He reached for my zipper and started to pull it all the way down. He then pulled further on it, dragging the swimsuit down with it, until his hand was level with my crotch. He stopped and let two fingers slide between my legs and lips, teasing and arousing me. Now, it was my turn to get big eyes and his to smile. He let his fingers slide through while he was holding and stroking his erection with a big smile. I started to tip-toe at the arousel. I felt that I was getting wet and that my nipples began to harden. He continued for a while, angling his fingers to compensate for me tip-toeing. I was already chewing on my lower lip and wondering whether I should simply shout out that he should finally do me, as he suddenly stopped. I sank down on my feet with a sigh. He got me really aroused by this and I was now clearly staring at his shaft and he probably knew that he had me...
For reference, this is my one-piece swimsuit (at a different occasion, though):
https://www.imagebam.com/view/GABDJE
2 mesi fa
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