Date: Tue, 5 Apr 2022 14:12:27 +0000
From: forename surname <greenerwood@outlook.com>
Subject: Literature Club chapter 8

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Chapter 8


It was just over a month into the new school year and it was already half
term. The girls were away for the week (Sarah and Tammy had gone on a
school trip to the Alps, and Gwen was visiting family until the next
weekend). Unless I had Andreas over again, it would be the longest time I
had gone without any sex since the start of the week. I woke up on
Saturday eager to get to the pool. Ellie telling me that the lit club
sounded `frisky' intrigued me. Maybe her boyfriend was the luckiest
piece of shit on the earth, and she did suck him off at the movies. But
if the girls from school from when I was twelve were anything to go by,
then I doubt she did put out. I resolved not to go, but I had also
promised her in a way that I would see her today.

"Ok, fine," I said as I crawled out of bed. "I'll go. But this is the
last time that I'm going to the pool."

I had come just after Ellie and her friend had arrived. They had already
stripped into their costumes by the time I came up to them. Ellie was
wearing her sexy pink and black bikini again and her friend was wearing a
purple one-piece that exposed her back. Ellie gave me a timid wave as I
approached and left before she could have a chance to see me undress. I
was already wearing my own trunks, not wanting to show off my cock to a
little girl and hit the pool. I swam laps, trying to focus on my form and
breathing, but couldn't ever take Ellie out of my mind. I stole looks at
her, and by the end of the session she was at the shallow end of the pool
with her friend, talking for the last ten minutes. There were only a few
minutes left so I decided to end my last lap conveniently close to them.

Ellie was sitting up on the wall, her friend in the water next to them. I
stood up and rubbed my face, letting the water drip down my torso. I saw
Ellie looking.

"I thought you were a competitive swimmer," I said. "But you're just
chilling here by the wall."

"Saturday is more for pleasure, really," she shot back at me with a
bratty attitude I found adorable. And she was totally right, of course.
Saturdays were for pleasure.

"She's a far better swimmer than you are," her friend said.

"Oh really? Just how good are you?" I asked Ellie. She laughed at me.

"I've been winning medals since I was six."

"Wow. Impressive."

"How long have you been swimming for?" Gemma asked.

About three weeks.

"On and off for a while. Better never competitively."

Ellie stretched out, pushing her tits outwards. I looked away, not
wanting to be spotted by her friend.

"I'm going to shower," she said.

"Really? There's another ten minutes left of the session," Gemma
replied.

"You can stay out here if you want."

Gemma swam another lap as Ellie got out. I waited by the shallow end of
the pool, not wanting to look like I was following her into the showers.
I looked at the lifeguard on duty and wondered if he had clocked on to
me. After a short while I got out and hit the showers. Ellie was already
there (obviously) and I took a shower to the far wall, ignoring her as
best I could. I lathered my hair and turned away from her so I wasn't
tempted to steal looks at her figure. When I heard her shower turn off I
waited. Completely out of my control, I turned off my shower and began to
follow her.

The cubicles are designed where doors are on either side of each one, so
I took the other lane as Ellie as I spied her making her way down. I saw
one of the cubicle doors close and snuck into the one next to, slowly
closing the door. There were beams overhead so that perverts like me
couldn't stand on the stall and peek over, but there was just enough of
a gap underneath for me to crouch down and spy under. Alone, at least in
the cubicle, I let my dick get harder and harder. I hadn't done
something like this for a couple of years, when after the under fifteens
sessions ended I would spy on girls I had been playing with and jacking
off while they undressed. I took my trunks off and crouch, naked, in the
cubicle, rubbing my shaft. Ellie's bottoms fell to the ground and I had
to stop myself from gasping. She stepped over them and put a pink frilly
lace panties on. That was all I was going to get. I didn't dare stick my
phone underneath because if I got caught I would be banned for life,
beaten up, and castrated. I stood up and rubbed on my cock furiously, all
caution discarded. With nothing else to jack off on I came on to my wet
trunks. I shut my eyes and pictured I was jizzing on to Ellie's face.
There was no lit club tonight, so this was my only satisfaction I was
likely to get.

Over the next few days I spent my time playing video games, recording
music and occasional hanging out with friends from sixth form, but I was
in an almost constant haze of horny frustration. I had replayed Sarah's
video on my phone so much that it had almost become boring, and on
Wednesday I tried fucking my ass like Andreas did with my parents potato
peeler handle, but it hurt too much when I began to stretch my ass out. I
couldn't believe I was saying it, but I couldn't wait for school to
start again.

And then, on Thursday, I got a notification on TikTok. Somehow, Ellie had
found me. I sound surprised because I only have two videos on my account,
and they're both music related and don't show my face. Ellie, however,
was practically a gold mine for new wanking material. There wasn't a
single video where she wasn't in a bikini or one-piece costume of some
sort, in a pool, or dripping wet, or at the beach. She was also very
aware of the effect she was having on the countless amount of men who
were drooling over her videos. One video in particular had her in a blue
one-piece I hadn't seen yet, saying; Someones parent: omg, I can see
your whole butt. Ellie nodded, mouthing the words to some song; uh, yeh,
that's the whole point. Unfortunately, she didn't turn around. I had my
hand on my cock, stroking myself gently, as I watched her videos one by
one. I gave a few of the latest ones of hers a like, as well as the one
about her ass. I had to let her know it was me, too.

Me. Ellie! Hey. How did you find me x

There was no way that this girl was as innocent as she made out to be at
the pool. She didn't respond for an hour or so, and I had almost
completely forgotten about it, until I was in bed scrolling through
internet memes. Her notification popped up at the top of my screen, and I
pressed it.

E. Hey! I knew it was you. We have quite a few mutuals x

I checked. There were at least a dozen or so people that we both
followed, including Tammy (it turned out that she was quite the swimmer
herself).

Me. Cool. So what you up to? You on half term? x

E. Yeh, how did you know? x

Me. It's the same for me too. What have you been up to? x

E. Swimming. So predictable :) x

Me. Haha, could have guessed. Have you gone to the one in town this week?
x

E. No, mostly the Olympic pool in the city. I'm going on Saturday though
of course ;) x

I needed to find a way to start flirting with her. But then again, I
didn't want to come of too creepy.

Me. Nice. Which costume are you going to wear? You have quite a
collection haha ;) x

E. Haha idk yet x

I wanted to make a suggestion but maybe that would take things too far.

Me. Well what trunks do you want me to wear. My shorts, or my speedo's
;) x

E. That's up to you haha x

Not exactly the answer I wanted. I decided to leave things there. I
didn't want to press too hard. I cycled through her videos again, jerking
off. I found one she posted over the summer in her pink and black bikini.
In it, she turned around at one point in her dance and stuck her ass out
to the camera. I began really shaking my cock, gripping it as tight as I
could, moaning silently into my bedroom. I thought of the pool water
running down Ellie's tight body as she got out, her ass poking out,
gripped by her sexy bikini. I imagined us in the showers, silently
fucking one another as the old ladies and men walked by to their changing
rooms. When I came I pictured it against her smooth cunt, as my hot cum
hit me in the face.

I woke up on Saturday fighting with myself whether or not to go to the
pool. On the one hand, Ellie was thirteen, and I was sixteen. There was
no country on earth were that was legal or even ethical. But on the other
hand I just didn't give a shit. I hadn't had sex all week and she was
fucking sexy. She arrived just after I did, and beamed when she saw me. I
was wearing my own trunks again, afraid that I might bone up in public
just looking at her. I hadn't wanked since the evening she messaged me,
and my mind was running wild when I spied her stripping down to her blue
gala swimsuit.

I need to go swimming more often, I thought to myself as I was doing my
laps. Horny people get to be half naked around each other, dripping wet.
And they're all sexy as hell too. I had read somewhere that the olympic
village was basically a fuck fest for athletes, and the swimmers had
already had a good look at each other thanks to their tight costumes,
accentuating their bulges and curves. It was a wonder how they ever
focused on their races.

Towards the end of our allotted hour, the three of us hung out by the
wall in the deep end.

"Do you just swim on weekends then?" Ellie asked me.

"Uh, yeh. Pretty much. What about you? When's your next competition?"

She smiled.

"It's the winter gala in a couple of months, at the end of the term."

I looked at Gemma.

"Do you race as well?" I asked her, not that I cared. She shook her
head.

"It's just something I enjoy."

"Do you ever get distracted by the guys swimming?" I asked Ellie.
"They don't really seem to wear much."

The girls giggled together. Maybe I could fuck the both of them?

"Yeh that's true," Ellie said. "You can get a good look at their
bulges."

They stifled their giggles, trying not to make us conspicuous.

"Ellie!" Gemma teased, embarrassed. A grey haired man swam casually
past us, looking at the three of us. I looked at him and he turned away
quickly, his eyes on Ellie. I wondered if I wasn't the only one here who
wanted to fuck her. You got to wait your turn, old man.

"What about you?" She said to me, drawing my attention back to her.
"Do you find me distracting?"

"What?" How could she tell. "Not really. You don't really wear
anything that skimpy, anyway."

The girls giggled again. I watched Ellie's booty jiggle as she climbed
out of the pool. Drops of water ran over her tight curves, and I felt my
cock begin to swell. The three of us walked towards the showers, me
behind, watching their behinds. Ellie ran her fingers underneath the line
of her bottoms, stretching them a little before they slapped her cheeks.
I gulped, and she turned around a little to catch me looking. Gemma on
the other hand didn't notice. I had to find some way of getting rid of
her. In the showers we all took a place next to each other, me on
Ellie's right, and Gemma on her left, so that she was in the middle. I
turned on the shower and dunked my head under. I glaced at the water
running off of her body as she ran her hands through her hair, turning so
her back was to the wall and stuck her chest out. I didn't care if she
saw me staring at her curvy boobs. Where they A's or B cups. I couldn't
tell. She caught me looking and turned back around to face the wall.

"Did you go see that movie with your boyfriend?" I asked her.

"Oh, yeh. It was alright."

"Only alright. Do you ever go swimming with him?"

She shook her head. Maybe she didn't suck his cock after all. I
straightened up and put my hands under my trunks, lowering them down so
that the waist band just touched the base of my cock. I didn't dare get
any lower, and if I hadn't shaved regularly, then I would have been
exposing any pubic hairs I had let grow. I took my hands out of my trunks
and rubbed them through my hair again. I caught Ellie looking at me, and
she turned back. I would have taken things a bit further, but Gemma was
washing herself beside us, unaware that I wanted to fuck her friends
brains out. And what about Ellie. Did she feel the same? I reckoned so.
Why else would she have started following me on TikTok?

"Are you doing anything after this?" I asked. Ellie turned to, turning
the shower off.

"Oh. No. My dad is picking me up."

"I'm going to the under fifteens swim later," Gemma said to me. "Will
you be there?"

"Umm... no."

I followed them out and watched Ellie get her things and enter a cubicle
(alone). I stared at her ass for as long as I could before she
disappeared and took my own cubicle well away from them, dropping my
trunks instantly and beating myself off as silently as I could. I looked
under the walls again and saw her pale ankles, her wet costume limp on
the floor next to her. I jerked myself off watching her from the ankle
down, wishing that I was in the stall with her naked petite body. I
forgot just how horny I was and brought myself to orgasm too soon,
cumming on the tile floor of the changing rooms, swearing silently to
myself. I cleaned it up as best I could with my wet trunks before drying
off and dressed.

After I had changed and calmed down a bit, I walked outside and saw Ellie
and Gemma doing a TikTok dance. She was wearing jeans and a white tank
top, her tiny cleavage exposed. She payed no attention to me as she
danced. I checked the app and saw that Tammy had uploaded the a video of
her skiing in the alps. I wondered if she was sharing a room with Sarah,
and if they got up to any lesbo action. I turned back to Ellie. Her
dancing reminded me that she was just an innocent thirteen year old. I
was disgusted with myself for jerking off over her. The only reason why I
came to the pool was for the slim chance that I could get into her pants
(or swimmers). It was completely wrong, and I resolved to never come to
the pool again.