Swim Team

by Tia G

I came from a very religious family. I always liked girls to boys, I knew I prefered girls to men even if at that time I never had any experience with girls. You can't wipe away decades of propaganda. I lived with this secret shame for years. I didn't like sex. At least with men, I made few tries but none satisfied me. In fact, when I think about it I always disliked the lustfull look men had over me. The fact was I was a petite girl with huge breasts , I started develop at height and wore a C cup bra at eleven. Boys and men often took liberties with their hands, trying to poke, feel or grab my boobs. I just hated them.

I loved swimming and I was pretty good at it. I even participated to Olympic selection twice. But unfortunatelly, I never got chosen. I knew why, just because of my big boobs. At that time swimsuits weren't as efficient as they are now, you know, reaching your neck. They had some cleavage and I could feel the water hiting my tit upper flesh as I swam and water slid inside my suit slowering me drastically. I always failed for few ". If I couldn't be a champion myself, well maybe I would coach some. That's how I became a coach.

I won't tell how I became an active lesbian, kinda a real dyke. I had short hair for many years but kept womanly dressed. But during a relationship with a woman, I was in charge. I never been interested in young girls or teenagers. Of course I liked to watch them in their tight swimsuits and enjoyed the company of youth but never been attracted to them. I was amused to see how they could ogle on my chest when sometimes I shared showers with them. They didn't have the look the men had. Some were curious, other seemed to express envy and few were kinda mesmerized by them. I must admit I fantasized few times about one of my girls fondling them but it wasn't my favorite subject.

All my girls knew I was the boss and I had never any problem with them. If they got overexcited and loud as often young girls can be, I just had to say "quiet girls" and they obeyed without making pouty faces or talk back. I was a good coach, I always succeed to make them swim better. I always cheered them if they made efforts even if they didn't do that good. I comforted them when they felt down if they thought they couldn't do it. Sometimes, I had to have mother/daughter talks too. About periods to the youngsters, about avoiding being pregnant to the oldest, about self esteem when they reached puberty chaos and stuff like that. It was exceptional if one of my girls had to skip my class. They loved swimming and liked me. I liked them back. They were my girls.

When I was in my late twenties, things changed. In fact, swimming suits evolved a lot. That's how things began. I remembered when I received new suits for me and the team. I was at home and opened the box. I picked up the coach swim suit and decided to see how it would fit on me. I felt it was really high cut on the sides. So I stepped in front of my full length mirror and watched myself. This model fit to my body like a second skin, flattening my big breast but at same time they seemed to widden under the material. It covered my neck to my shoulders. I regretted this model didn't exist several years ago, I probably would be selected for Olympic Games. Then my eyes fell down the curves, I turned on the side to see how my butt looked. It was fine for me and I moved facing my reflection.

I got a shock at first when I realised how high was the cut on my hips and how it exposed my pubic area. I had lot of hair sticking out. I bent over and hair was showing on the crotch part too. I didn't know what to to do. I could trim and shave my mound without any problem but I dread to hurt myself doing the crotch. So I decided to get an appointment in a Beauty salon. I had to make several phone calls before finding one doing what I wanted. I went there and I been told that Maï would take care of me. Maï was a cute asian chick, younger than me. She lead me to a private room asked me what I wanted, I told what the problem was. She proposed me a shaving or waxing my privates. She told me wax was better even if it hurt a bit, hair would grow slower and had less side effects than shaving.

She told me she waxed herself. I told her to show me. She blushed but obeyed. Her hands went under her long white blouse and soon I seen her tiny panties fell down to her ankles. She pulled up the hem of her long blouse and shown me a bare mound. I never seen one before. I looked in awe. And even without being asked, she turned away and bent over spreding her legs. I could hear her breathing heavilly as I stared to her smooth pussy lips and asscrack. I told her she was a good girl. She stood still until I groped her butt but what happened next is another story. Anyway, I got waxed and sure it hurt like hell the first time. Maï took care of my pain afterwards.

The next time we had a training, I was wearing the new swimsuit with a sweatpant over. The girls arrived soon and all noticed I was wearing a new suit. I told them we had receive new suits for the all team. They were really excited to wear them at once. I dispersed the new suits all around to the girls. Then I heard shocked gasps and embarassed laughs when they realised how high were the side cuts. Some of the girls, the oldest ones, complained they couldn't wear their new suits. They were funny as they all hid her crotchs behind her hands. I told them I knew what the problem was as I been concerned myself. They asked me how I dealt with it as they could see I was wearing the new model. I bent over and pushed down my sweatpants.

Her eyes opened wide as they realised I didn't have any hair sticking out downthere. Some blushed as they guessed I might didn't have any hair anymore. Others asked me what they should do. I told them to ask their moms. They should trim their pussies or shave it or even wax it. I dunno why but I said I had scissors in my office and I could cut what was sticking out of the material. Some agreed right away, relieved to be able to wear their brand new suit without any hair showing out. Other ones were too shy to do it at once. I went to pick the scissors up in my office and came back quickly.

I told to the youngers to start the training while I stayed with the five older girls. I noticed most of them were reluctant to leave. So I allowed them to stay with us. I sat on a bench and asked to Jennifer, the boldest girl of the team to be the first. I told her to push aside her swimsuit so I could trim her pussy side short. I heard her quiver as the metal blade run on her sensible skin. Then it hit me, I could smell pussy arousal. It wasn't as pugent as my pussies lovers could be but it was intoxicating as well. I felt familiar tingling downthere. When I asked Jennifer to push the other side away, she pulled her suit so much I could see her swollen clithood and got a good breath of her private fragrance. I did the best I could. She moaned lightly as my fingers brushed the hair from her skin.

Emilie and Stephanie told me they'd ask to their mom to do it. Juliette said her older sister would do it. So left Anaïs, one of my shyest girl. She came to be blushing and pushed her suit aside. She was blonde so her hair wasn't too obvious. She breathed heavilly as Jennifer did during the process and I could smell her fresh cunt too. Sylvie asked me to remove all her hair, she stood in front of me and pulled the crotch of her swimsuit. She had just few sparse hair. I looked up at her and she was bitting her lower lip in expectaion of my fingers touching her as I just did to her friends. All the girls stared in awe as I got busy trimming her pussy. I was shocked to smell her cunt so well too.

Then Nathalie surprised us all when she claimed to be trimmed too. Nathalie was just ten years old and probably had no hair but she arched her back pulling her suit out of the way. As I thought, she didn't have any hair but her puffy labias were glistening with juice. I patted her hand saying she didn't have anything to worry about. The girls laughed. Nathalie whispered she knew it but she wanted me to vhave a good look of her cunny. Then all the other girls wanted me to give advice about their "downthere" hair. So I had to see all my team pussies even Emilie, Stephanie and Anaïs shown us her privates. I was amazed to see so different kinds of pussy lip and slit. Emilie and Anaïs had wide hair when Stephanie's pussy was a vertical grow.

Then all the girls wanted to know I had deal with my hair. I told them I got totally waxed. They wanted to see it. I refused first. Then they all began to whine, tease, complain it was unfair so I did it. I might been bit dizzy with all the pussies smells I pushed down the zipper and remove the swimsuit totally. I enjoyed watching all my girls gasped for air as I freed my boobs first. I pushed down slowly the suit to my hips. I could swear at least four of the girls were drooling as I teased them. Then I stood in front of them naked. I heard "ooohs" and "aaahs" as they watched my totally bared pussy. I parted my legs so they could even see my pink cunt. I can't remember who started first but I felt their hands and fingers all over my pussy, between my legs, on my cuntlips, between my labias, on my excited clit. I couldn't help cumming hard.

I fell back on the bench and began to cry. I was devastated. I had cum on my girls hands. I stood naked in front of my team. My coach career was over. Jennifer got it at once. She warned the girls to not tell ever what just happened. The youngers asked her why. Between my sobbings, I heard her explain them if other people knew what we all did, they could send me in jail and wouldn't see me forever ever. The most emotive girls began to cry too. They said they wouldn't me to go to jail and they'd never tell a single word about it. Then all my girls came to me to hug me tightly. And once again, I felt her little hands all over me. I dunno who, but I got breasts fondled, asscheeks kneaded and pussy rubbed again. I was crying telling them I loved them all and I didn't deserve to have such great team with so nice lovely girls. They replied telling me they love me too and didn't want me to leave.