Nude Swim Team Chapter 1

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The bell rang. Everyone jumped out of their desks and bolted for the door, except for a few students, including me. The other three were girls. One of them, whose name was Elana, was talking to another one named Alexis. The third was a girl named Alice. She was packing up her backpack. All three were juniors, like me. Elana was an attractive Iranian girl with long black hair that covered the top half of her back. Her body was smooth and relatively unathletic. She stood at 5’7″, barely shorter than me. Her boobs were nice and rounded, not too big, but not to small either. Alexis stood an inch shorter than Elana. Her blonde hair was in a ponytail behind her head. She had boobs that barely protruded from her chest, but were still noticeable. Her build was attractively slim, and her skin was white as snow. At the front of the room stood Ms. Bowler, my Spanish teacher. Her curled brown hair collapsed beautifully on her shoulders. She was an athletic and slender 5’10”, and had pale skin underneath her baby blue dress that extended to her ankles. The dress was see-through, revealing her black one piece swimsuit. Her bosom was below average in size, but still managed to easily show itself off. The third girl was Alice. Her ever so slightly tanned skin was slender, yet athletic. She had the most beautiful combination of blonde and brunette hair color that reached to the middle of her back. She stood at 5’8.5″ tall, which was my exact height. Her boobs were relatively small, but still noticeably bigger than Alexis’s. She had a little bit of isvecbahis acne, but I didn’t mind. I didn’t talk to Alice that much, but when I did, I could tell that she was extremely nice, almost to a fault. In fact, she was so nice, that despite not being the most attractive girl at the school, I still had a bit of a crush on her. Elana and Alexis walked out just before Ms. Bowler asked me in a very soothing voice, “Are you ready for your first swim practice, John?” “I hope so!” I boasted, trying to mask my nerves. “Don’t worry,” Alice declared, “You got this!” I swung my backpack over my somewhat muscular shoulders, “I’m less nervous about my first practice today, and more nervous about my first meet being tomorrow.” “Well, maybe senior year you won’t wail until the middle of the season to sign up. You’re lucky I got you in when I did,” Ms. Bowler added. “Yes ma’am,” I politely replied as I walked to the door following Alice. I closed the door behind me, and turned to Alice, “Hey, Alice? How do I get to the pool?” “You don’t know where the pool is?” She asked with innocent laughter in her voice. I shook my head No. “Alright. Follow me.” She started walking down the hallway. I followed her. After we had pushed through the horde of students blocking the hallway, Alice asked me, “You do know that boys have to swim completely naked, right?” “Yeah, I know,” I answered. “Just making sure. I didn’t want you to be surprised by that. Personally, I think it’s stupid. Why should boys be forced to swim naked while girls get a suit to swim isveçbahis giriş in?” “Why did they make that rule?” I asked her. “Last thing I heard was that bits and pieces of the swimsuits would clog the pool.” Alice answered. “That’s stupid. The same material makes up both the girls and guys swimsuits,” I responded. We arrived at a pair of metal doors. Alice gestured toward the one on the right, “That’s the boys locker room. The pool’s on the other side.” I gestured toward the door on the left, “I guess that’s the girls’ locker room.” “Mm-hm!” She responded with a warm smile on her face. Before walking through the metal door, I turned back around and said, “Thanks.” “My pleasure!” She answered with the same grin. I walked down the hallway and eventually reached a surprisingly warm room shaped like a square. I assumed this was the locker room due to the fact that there were backpacks and clothes scattered across the floor, despite the plethora of hooks and cubbies all across the walls. I hung my backpack on a nearby hook. I pulled my white uniform shirt off of me and stuffed it in the nearest cubby. My nipples stayed soft on my somewhat toned pecs. Next, I kicked my shoes off, picked them up, and put them in the cubby with my shirt. Then, I unbuckled my brown leather belt, and pulled down my jeans, revealing my ninja turtles boxers. I grabbed the elastic waistband on my boxers, and pulled them down to my socks. My flaccid penis dangled in front of my loose testicles. The head of my penis was cherry red. Orange pubic hairs matched isveçbahis yeni giriş the color of the hair on my head. As I pulled my boxers off of my ankles, I took off my socks. I wadded them up along with my jeans, and forced them into the cubby. I then removed my watch, and put it there too. My bare feet pushed me across the tile floor to another door. With the assumption that this was the pool, I grabbed the door handle, and swung it open. A blast of cold air rushed upon my entire naked body. I saw Elana and Alexis talking outside of the pool. They turned to look at me. I wrapped my arms around my chest in a shivering position, and started rubbing my arms in attempt to retain some form of warmth. I walked toward the pool filled with six girls in one piece swimsuits (two in white, four in black), and three naked guys playing around in the water before Ms. Bowler arrived. I was about to jump in when I felt a stern tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see Alexis in a white swimsuit behind me, “I know you’re new, but you’re not allowed to enter this pool until you’re showered,” I looked around, “Where are the showers?” “They’re inside the locker rooms. They’re back behind the door in the back corner.” Alexis pointed into a hypothetical map. “Thanks.” Before I started walking over there, Alexis told me, “Tale the one closest to your door. It actually has warm water in it.” Alexis turn around and was walking back to Elana. I stared at her back for a second when I noticed that the entire back side of the white swimsuits were transparent. I could see everything! I took a long look at her ass. I took in the perfect curves, the anus, the cheeks, and after some staring, I noticed a few hairs near her anus. I snapped out of it once I felt myself getting hard.

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