How I became Captain of the Highschool Swim Team (Revised)

A revised version of my first story. I’d love some feedback.

When I was 16 I realized that I was a lesbian, and I quickly met my girlfriend Katey during swimming practice. But that’s a different story. This is the story about how I became captain of my schools swimming team when I was 17.

Swim practice had ended and I was getting dressed, when Katey came and whispered in my ear that she wanted me to hang back. I smiled wickedly, because I knew what she meant. I purposefully dawdled, took things out of my bag and then put them back in, anything to waste time.

Eventually everyone left and I immediately locked the door and whipped off my clothes. I looked around but couldn’t see Katey, then I heard the sound of water running. I found her in the showers, hot water already steaming up the room; she was sitting on the floor playing with herself, water forming a cascade down the v-line between her buxom breasts, down her toned stomach, to where her hands met her pussy. She gave me that “come hither” look and I walked to her, the hot water hitting my head and flowing over my red hair and down my shoulders. It ran over my pert, perky breasts, all the way to my smooth pussy. I was soaked in no time, but it was nowhere near how wet my pussy was getting from just looking at her with two fingers buried inside herself. She was still sitting on the floor, so she leaned forward and her tongue ran up my slit and danced across my clit. I gasped as my lovers skilled mouth flicked and probed me, my young quim spasming as Katey started me on the journey closer and closer to ecstasy. I ran my hands over my chest and tweaked my pink nipples, already hard with arousal, the small bursts of pain mingling with the overwhelming pleasure coming from my loins. I brought my hands down and grabbed Katey’s head, and I began to grind my lovers face into my hungry pussy. Suddenly the rising pleasure exploded in me, surging orgasmic euphoria throughout every part of my body.

I fell to my knees and into katey’s arms, with the warm water of the shower enveloping us like a cocoon, our lips met and I tried to express my feelings for her with just a kiss. Her lips parted and our tongues entwined, I could taste the residual juices of my pussy in her mouth.