Wrong Locker Room

Swimming always eased Jessica's mind. On the day of every major test she ever took, she would take an early morning swim in the university pool before putting in one more cramming session at the library. Today was no different. Jessica had a midterm in biology and she was extremely stressed out even though she felt well prepared.

Jessica arrived at the pool around 6:30. When swimming season was not going on, the pool is typically abandoned at this hour and she had the whole room to herself. There was something extremely peaceful and soothing to Jessica about calmly cutting through the water with no one watching her. She enjoyed the sound of the repetitive splash of her rhythmic strokes as her hand dipped into the pool and her legs kicked behind her.

She was in the pool for about 45 minutes; mostly swimming laps but occasionally taking a few minutes just to relax and float in the water. When she got out, Jessica couldn't have felt better. Her muscles were loose and her mind was lucid. She headed to the locker-room to shower and get dressed to go to the library. When she got to the door to the girls locker-room it was locked. This was not a surprise, since they often locked up the girl's room when no one was around to prevent perverts from setting up cameras or hiding in the lockers, but it was an obstacle none the less. Her hair smelled of chlorine and she needed a hot shower to clear her sinuses.

She decided to head for the boy's room on the opposite side of the pool, which was always open. To be honest, the facilities in there were nicer anyways and odds were that she wouldn't run into anybody in there at 7:15 in the morning. She grabbed her gym bag with her street clothes and cautiously entered the locker-room.

When Jessica had determined that the coast was clear, she set her bag down on a bench and peeled off her one piece bathing suit and let it fall to the ground. Part of the reason that Jessica liked the privacy of the indoor pool was that her body often drew a lot of attention. When she chose to swim at the more popular outdoor pool, the boys would gawk at her beautifully shaped D breasts. Looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't really blame them.

Her tits were young and perky, but with a slight natural sag that proved that they weren't bought. They bounced effortlessly as she moved about. Her nipples were rose colored and about the size of a half dollar piece. In the cold air, she could feel them hardening. She walked over and turned the shower on.

As she waited for the shower to heat up, Jessica examined her finely trimmed bush that had been waxed with the exception of a narrow landing strip above her slit. Unconsciously, she felt her hand slide down and begin rubbing her pussy lips as she watched herself in the mirror. Her second hand came up and started to massage her breasts. She realized, as she stood there admiring herself, how horny she was.

Although she had a stunning body and a very cute face, Jessica was in the theater crowd in high school and thought of by everyone as a bit of a geek. Jessica had only been laid once, and that was the summer before freshman year. Her and her friend Mark were both virgins at the time and they had made a pledge to take each other's innocence so that it wouldn't just happen randomly with some stranger at college. Mark had convinced Jessica that they would take care of each other and it would only serve to strengthen their friendship. He said that it would be a onetime thing that they wouldn't tell anyone about. Jessica knew it was a cheap ploy at the time, but Mark was a nice guy and she didn't want to go to college a virgin. Plus, she had no idea how bad Mark would be!

She thought back to that night. Mark brought a bottle of red wine over to her house and the two of them had gone down to her basement to watch a movie. About halfway through the movie, as the bottle was reaching its end and Jessica was wondering if Mark had wimped out, he made his move. Mark leaned in and gently kissed his best friend. She kissed him back and pulled him close. It was the first time she had kissed a boy outside of spin the bottle. She remembered pushing her tongue into his mouth and making out for what seemed like twenty minutes. She could feel his erection pressing up against her leg as they tied tongues. She could tell he was trying to hide his arousal, but his member just became harder and harder. Finally, after twenty minutes of making out and poking her in the leg with his boner, Mark made another move and cautiously caressed her tits. When she offered no objection, Mark had become more confident and squeezed her plump melons. Then, without warning, the situation quickly escalated. The wine had gone to Jessica's head and before she knew it, Mark had removed his own shirt and unbuttoned her blouse. She recalled how he broke off their kiss and had begun to drool over her ample cleavage. It was at this moment that Jessica had truly realized how sex changed people. It was as if she had complete control over Mark.

She remembered pushing him back onto the couch and standing up before him. She shrugged her blouse off her shoulders and unzipped her skirt from the back. As the skirt fell to the ground, she could feel Mark's eyes burning over her nearly naked body. His jaw was so wide open it was nearly on his chest. She reached back, undid her bra, and let the lace material fall to the floor. Jessica could recall Mark's unintelligible babbling as he got his first glimpse of her glorious tits. "I think, um, I really think that, um..." Mark said as he searched for smooth words. "They're, um, really nice Jessica," he managed. He was practically shaking out of nervousness as she got closer to him. When she was standing no more than 2 feet in front of him, she had hooked her thumbs on the waistband of her thong and brought the flimsy material to the ground. She had shaved for the occasion and she stood before Mark as he admired her bald pussy. He was speechless.

Jessica knew that she had to take it from there. She knelt before Mark and inched her way in between his legs. Even in jeans, Mark's erection was undeniable and sticking straight up in the air. She touched the underside of her hand to his boner as she went to undo his pants. Mark was breathing heavy as she undid the button and unzipped his jeans.

"Oh, Jessica, I have, ah, I've waited so long," she recalled Mark words as she pulled down his jeans.

"Me too, Mark," Jessica had offered insincerely. She remembered just wanting to get it over with at that point. In his nylon underwear, Jessica could now see the rigid outline of Mark's stiff cock. The thin material left very little to the imagination. She remembered thinking at the time that it was smaller than she expected. She hadn't had any sexual encounters prior to that night, but she had watched porno and Mark's penis was small even by amateur standards. When she removed his underwear she saw her first penis in the flesh. Mark's raging boner was an unimpressive 3 ½ inches long. On the up side, his pubes were trimmed and his circumcised cock was clean besides the gooey pre-cum that was forming at the tip.

Jessica remembered that he stopped her as she went to wrap her mouth around his throbbing cock. "Jess, I think I'm gonna, you know, cum, if you put it in your mouth," he said embarrassingly. She had acted like it wasn't a big deal and stood up to mount him.

"Do you have a condom?" She had asked him while pleasuring herself with her left hand.

"Yes, but I don't know if, well, I think I might blow if I try to put it on Jess! I don't want to waste it," he had said. Pathetic she had thought to herself, but they were doing this for each other.

"It's ok, I'll get something at the clinic tomorrow," she had promised. "Just relax for me big boy," she said sarcastically.

As Jessica straddled Mark, she could sense that he was holding his breath out of nervousness or sheer anticipation. She gently lowered her sex onto his virgin penis and guided his manhood into her hole. "OH, oh, oh my god!" Mark had called out. "Oh, ah, I'm so sorry," Mark said as he came almost as soon as he was inside of her.

Jessica had felt his ejaculation and was well aware of what had transpired. She left his withering cock inside of her as she pressed his face up against her breasts. "It's ok," she had said. "It's supposed to be like the first time."

"Did you, you know?" He had stopped his question short as he realized its foolishness. Jessica remembered that she let Mark go down on her for about forty minutes to redeem himself for his bad first outing. He was as useless with his hands and mouth as he was with his cock. He just couldn't really find anything as she remembered, but she had faked an orgasm just so Mark could retain some feeling of accomplishment.

Looking in the mirror, she had realized that she had never had a true orgasm. She had gotten off with her vibrator but never with a boy. She also realized that it was nearing 7:30 and almost fifteen minutes had gone by while she was fantasizing. She hopped into the shower and began shampooing her hair. Just as she had gotten all the soap out of her hair she heard the far door of the locker-room slam open against the wall. Jessica immediately shut off the water and crouched down. The shower's were somewhat hidden behind a wall, but her towel was on the bench next to her bag. She could here footsteps coming closer and closer. She decided to think fast and crawled behind the divider that led to the door out to pool. If anyone walked in from the pool, they would catch her butt naked, but at least she wasn't exposed to whoever had just walked in.

After a couple of seconds of nervous crouching behind the concrete divider, Jessica heard a boy say, "I wonder whose stuff this is?" No one responded, so Jessica deducted that the boy was just talking to himself. She leaned around the corner and saw a boy crouched over her gym bag investigating its contents. He was wearing basketball shorts and a sleeveless undershirt. She recognized him as Damien, one of the junior boys from the University basketball team. "What's he doing going through my stuff?" She thought.

Damien continued to rummage through her bag, while Jessica sat naked, nervously curled up behind the wall. When Jessica leaned out once more, Damien had her lace bra in his hands and he was investigating her dimensions.

"Wow, 34 DD! I'd like to stick my cock between those babies," he said out loud to himself. Jessica felt her pussy flinch as she heard Damien talk about her. She was getting excited all of a sudden and she didn't know why. She heard Damien walk away and she peered around the corner to confirm he was gone. Just as she was about to get up and make a run for her towel, she saw Damien walking back toward the showers with his shirt off and a towel around his waist. She admired his toned chest and ripped arms. She also noticed that he was still holding her bra clutched in his left hand. Just then she saw him hold the bra up to his nose and take a whiff, before tossing the bra back into her gym bag.

Damien walked over to the middle shower and turned it on. Jessica had to kneel down further now to prevent being seen. She leaned out ever so slightly so that she could see him. Damien held his hand under the shower and waited for the temperature to be just right. When he was satisfied, he walked over and dropped his towel on the opposite divider in the shower. With his back to her, Jessica admired his cute butt.

As he turned around to walk back to the shower, Jessica caught a glimpse of her first black cock in the flesh. His flaccid cock bounced back and forth as he walked towards the shower. Jessica couldn't believe how big it was. Damien's cock was bigger soft than Mark was hard, a lot bigger. She couldn't really tell from her position, but it looked almost 6 inches soft. It was truly beautiful. It was quite thick as well and Jessica could only imagine what it looked like hard.

As Damien soaped his flawless body, Jessica noticed that he was paying a lot of attention to his cock. After he had soaped his nether regions, he began to tug softly on the fat head of his cock. As his rod started to grow, Damien went from lightly tugging on his cock to slowly stoking its length. His cock continued to grow right before Jessica's eyes, and she could not look away from Damien masturbating. After a few moments, she noticed that his cock was fully erect. It looked like it was over 10 inches.

As Jessica huddled back behind the wall she noticed that her cunt was sopping wet. She couldn't stop thinking about Damien stroking his thick ebony cock. She wondered what it would feel like to have Damien pound her tight nineteen year old pussy. She wondered what it would feel like to gag on his pulsating sausage while he urged her to take more. She began to finger herself sitting right there on the cold tile floor.

Jessica inserted her fingers in and out of her ailing pussy. She used her thumb to pleasure her clit while she fantasized about Damien's wood. Every so often, she would peer around to sneak a peek at Damien, who was still masturbating under the powerful mist of the shower. Jessica rubbed her slit faster and faster as she felt herself reaching her orgasm. Even though she was just messing around with her hand, the close proximity of Damien and his hardware gave Jessica a heightened sense of pleasure. She felt a climax approaching that rivaled any she had ever experienced. The wave of pleasure was so intense that she had trouble controlling the noises she was making. She held her free hand over her mouth to muffle the sound. "Ah, Ah, oh ooh yes, Ah!" She squelled through her covered mouth as she came. "Eeh, oh my god yes," she tried to whisper. Jessica's juices squirted onto the tile floor and her eyes rolled back in her head. She lay exhausted still concealed by the concrete divider. Her body was still shaking trying to recover from the most enjoyable orgasm of her life,

When Jessica had fully recovered she sat up and wiped the secretions from her inner thighs. She noticed that the water was no longer running. She peered around the corner but Damien was nowhere to be found. She waited another couple of minutes to make sure the coast was clear, but Damien was nowhere to be found.

Jessica finally got up and walked over to grab her towel. She wrapped the terrycloth tightly around her curvaceous frame, causing her breasts to press firmly against one another. Her cleavage was jaw dropping.

Jessica walked back into the shower room and over to where Damien had been showering, among other things. Water was still dripping from the recently used shower head. Jessica also noticed evidence of Damien's extracurricular activities. A little above her waist-high on the green tile wall was a gooey, white splatter that had started to slowly drip down the length of the wall. It was quite a bit of cum she thought to herself. She imagined it must have been three of four good squirts. Jessica ran her finger against the wall and through Damien's jizz. It was still warm. She let it coat her fingers and played with the sticky liquid in her hand. Then she put her finger in her mouth and tasted Damien's spunk.It wasn't as if she fully enjoyed the creamy, salty solution as it coated her tongue, but she felt her pussy stir anxiously as she tasted cum for the first time. It wasn't nearly as bad as other girls made it out to be. Jessica wiped off her hand on her towel and walked back to her gym bag on the bench. Just as she picked up her bag, she heard some boy's voices coming from the hallway. She quickly collected her things and hopped into the nearest open locker, just as the door to the locker-room opened up.

The lockers were finely graded so it was very difficult to see into them, but Jessica had a near perfect view as three boys entered the locker-room. She immediately recognized them: they were three freshman boys from her dorm. Adam and Clark she had hung out with before, and the third kid's name escape her but she knew she had seen him around the dorm. All three of the boys were sweaty and looked like they had just finished a feverish morning workout.

The three boys started to strip down completely oblivious to Jessica's presence. They didn't waste any time taking off everything but their underwear. Adam was a Bolivian exchange student that Jessica had been eyeing since the beginning of school. He had great abs that Jessica took note of as soon as he peeled off his shirt. When he dropped his shorts, Jessica could see his tight boxer-brief that hugged his tight Latin ass. The three boys talked back and forth as they waited for the showers to heat up."That was rough today," Clark said. "I got to quit smoking!" Clark was average looking. He was medium height and had brown hair. He was decently built, but not muscular. Jessica could tell he had a nice butt, but he was wearing some loose fitting boxers that didn't reveal much about his package.

"Yea, me too!" Adam said. "I nearly coughed up a lung last night when I was fucking Marcy." Jessica knew the girl Adam was talking about. She was a petite blonde that lived on Jessica's floor. She was quite renowned, already in her short time at school, for being very adventurous in the sack.

"I can't believe you would shack up with that whore!" the third boy said. "I mean I'd definitely double-wrap the snake with that smeet."

"Oh shut up Bowie! What do you know about pulling tail anyway? I haven't heard of a girl you fucked yet," Clark said. "How was that slut anyway? I heard Kenwood put it in her ass!" "Gross!" Jessica thought as the three boys laughed.

"Well I didn't go there, but I will say that that girl really knows how to suck a dick," Adam said smiling. "And, she swallows!" The three friends shared another laugh and Adam went over to check the water temperature. He seemed satisfied with the shower and stripped off his boxer briefs without shame. He didn't shield himself from the other boys, but instead displayed his manhood with pride as he walked over to grab his towel. He had reason to be proud. He had a very nice looking penis. Jessica could tell it wasn't as big as Damien's, but he was definitely well hung. The thick sausage swung from side to side as he walked. Jessica could tell that Clark and Bowie were not as used to such unabashed nudity with guys. She could also tell that both boys were casually trying to sneak a peek at Adam's package.

As Adam turned and walked toward the showers, Jessica got a perfect view of his narrow tan rear end. His body was flawless and Jessica was soaking wet just thinking about it. Bowie and Clark both followed suit and stripped off their undergarments. They were more tactful with their movements and both quickly wrap a towel around their lower half before walking over to the shower. The shower room was right in front of the locker where Jess was hiding so she had a perfect view of the three boys. It was a group shower with 6 shower heads, but no dividers so Jessica had an unobstructed view.

Clark dropped his towel and threw it to the side. He turned around and let the water run through his hair. Jessica was immediately drawn to his exposed cock. It was not small like Mark's but certainly around average at best. He was also uncircumcised and Jessica thought that was kind of gross. Bowie also discarded his towel and jumped under the stream of water. For a while, Bowie stood with his face towards the wall and his front side was hidden from Jessica. She didn't mind because she occupied herself by staring at Adam rubbing soap all over his sizable manhood and balls. He soaped up his shaft and gave it a quick tug when he thought no one was looking. Clark was also cleaning his nether regions by pulling back the loose skin and exposing the ruby-red head of his cock. Jessica could tell his cock was growing slightly as he fondled it. It looked like he already had a semi-hard cock.