Caught Wet Handed
I kick off the side of the deep end of the pool as hard as I can and glide under the water until I come up. I swim as fast as I can across the pool to the shallow end and once I get there, I flip and kick off the wall to start my…
I kick off the side of the deep end of the pool as hard as I can and glide under the water until I come up. I swim as fast as I can across the pool to the shallow end and once I get there, I flip and kick off the wall to start my…
I am Phillip (Phil to my friends) and a captain of a cruise ship. Two years before these events, my wife was killed on a pedestrian crossing by a car which did not stop. My first officer, Steve, has a sister, Pauline, who was sailing as a passenger on this cruise which included putting in…
Written By Poppet:For LushStories ONLY! A Weekend Camping Trip My boyfriend and I have been together for almost two years and I couldn’t be happier with him. He and I are very adventurous. He’s always been the more outdoorsy type and me the indoors type. He’s been trying for about seven months to get me to go…
There was a great swimming hole that I used to go to in Jeffersonville, Vermont. It was a series of waterfalls and small pools. For years people had used it for nude sunbathing. Once, after climbing to the top of the falls, I spotted a couple on a large flat boulder in the middle of…
Daniel Henney was the most beautiful man I’d ever saw. He was 29 years old and I was 22. He was our swimming coach on the swim team at university. Daniel had the bronzed body of a Greek God, rippling stomach, and huge biceps. He looked more like a fitness instructor than a swimming coach….
Anne loved her new apartment. The movers had taken great care with her stuff and the view from her balcony was wonderful. From her third floor perch she could look out over the other apartments and the city lights beyond. She made coffee even though it was late. She had a few days off work…
Heather was on pins and needles waiting for her husband Tim to say whether he would or wouldn’t join me and Heather when we met for our next masturbation session. Tim had come home from working on the food plots for deer where he hunts every year, and Heather had rushed home in only her…
“What are you doing up?” “I couldn’t sleep so I thought I’d join you for a swim. Thought you could teach me butterfly stroke..” “I can’t really do that, it’s pretty hard.” I was lying, I just didn’t want to give him reason for physical contact. He swam over to the opposite end of the…
Scott got out of the pool. He was dead tired, the two hour practice had finally come to an end. Every muscle in his body ached as he dragged himself onto the pool deck and pulled his goggles off. He picked himself up off of the deck, dripping water and ready to pass out. He…
I have a good job. It doesn’t pay fantastically, but the work is varied and means I am always doing something new. I’m lucky enough to work for a Sports Management company. We manage top level sportsmen and women and my job is to take care of all the little bits and pieces that they…
It all started when I was 16, I think it was year 10. We were at our annual school Swimming Carnival, like all Aussie schools have. We got off the bus, into the venue and sat in our respected house areas. (House is the same as team). Swimming Carnival was one of my favourite time…
So this is my first try just writing a story with no conversation helping to inspire me. It is a fantasy I’ve been working out for quite a while. I do hope it translates into a story well. Back to the pool again. I’m there twice a week to swim laps. I usually have my…
I had been the water-boy for the varsity football team all four years and was pretty damn positive I loved women. I dreamed about them and saw a fair share of porn, but never actually had a physical encounter with anyone before. There I was a virgin, a senior in high school, and surrounded by…
The real problem with being a teenage male is having two heads, and no matter what the big one is thinking, the little one has his own opinion and wants to grow up to be the big head. Making matters worse, the little head picks the absolute worst times to grow. Your math teacher is…
I watch her as she teaches, in her black coaches top and shorts. Both are a bit baggy, but as she climbs down the ladder into the water I think about what she’ll look like when she comes out! Twenty minutes later Hannah climbed out of the water, her clothes clinging to her sexy little…