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Mom Volunteers at Swim Meet

[I love votes and especially comments...haven't received many from my girls out there though...any girls out there? I'd love to hear from you, too! Thanks - Elizabeth]

About Me: A smart and friendly girl from Wisconsin, now living in Pennsylvania...well into my 30s...married with kids...love my husband, but haven't always been completely satisfied in my marriage from a bedroom standpoint. I'm 5'6", now back down to about 125-130lbs and in good shape. Most guys consider me "cute-hot". I have a masters degree and let's just say a good-paying, white-collar professional job, but I'm definitely no snob -- I have and love making friends with people of all walks of life! Most people think of me as a 'goody-two-shoes' due to my demeanor & I look the part also -- no tats, generally can be found in professional or preppy-soccer-mom attire, etc. But I'm not always so goody-goody! :)

Now back to the story -- sorry it is a little long but I think it is worth it! I am the mother of two wonderful kids under the age of 11. As a result, I can be regularly seen shuttling the kids to and from soccer practices, swim practices, school related events, etc., all of which is a bit overwhelming, given that I also have a full-time professional career. Hence, it is nice to break from the routine at times. This is how I broke from the routine last summer (Wow, a full year ago! Time flies, but I digress...).

It was a Saturday nearing the end of the summer, and my kids had their last swim meet. Typically, the swim meets start early in the morning and are done by around noon. However, since this was the last meet of the year, our local swim club always schedules an afternoon swim meet with another local swim club, followed by a big cookout / social event in the evening. Being the good mother, I had coordinated with the assistant swim coach, Tyler, to volunteer to help with set-up / clean-up for the event, along with several other parents. I knew Tyler because he grew up in our neighborhood, and knew that he was a Junior at a college not too far away here in Pennsylvania. He swam in high school, but wasn't good enough to swim in college. At 21 years old, he still had a svelte swimmers physique -- great abs and 'just-enough' muscularity. He was probably a little over 6 feet tall and probably only 165 lbs or so I'd guess. He was nice and great with the kids, but a little awkward when talking with adults. He just seemed like a super nice kid...make that young man! Like several of the life guards at the pool, he was fairly nice to look at in a bathing suit on a sunny day...but not really a raging hunk. And hey, being just a couple years shy of 40, I shouldn't be checking them out anyway, right?

As the swim meet wrapped up, the other volunteers and I set up the condiment station for the burgers & hot dogs, a few lawn games for kids and parents to play, and two kegs of beer for the grown ups. Even though I didn't really remember how to tap the keg correctly, I felt a little as if I was back in college, because I had picked up the kegs and brought them in the trunk of my car, and was responsible for returning them in the morning.

The head swim coach (a middle-age woman) and Tyler announced some team awards just before the dessert table was opened up, and a group of kids and parents presented Tyler with a thank you present and a rousing round of applause...after all, he was there for every swim practice, every meet, and even worked after practices with some of the kids individually to improve their swim technique. Everyone loved Tyler because he was so patient and nice with the kids.

The evening party was fun for all, and around 9pm, most folks were heading home (we all had kids). Since I had to help with clean up, my husband and I had driven separately, and he took the kids home and put them to bed while I stayed to wrap things up. Along with the other volunteers, we cleaned up pretty much everything and filled numerous garbage bags of trash. I had only had 3 drinks over about 3 hours, but since I'm a pretty small girl (less than 130 lbs), it was enough to keep me in the 'happy zone' - not at all drunk, but just a little livelier than usual, as if that was ever an issue to begin with...I'm a pretty happy and friendly person!

I guess I was sort of hanging around Tyler a bit as we cleaned up...we would help each other pick up the large plastic table clothes, fling any crumbs off, and fold them. I enjoyed working with the shirtless young man - it was nice watching his abs and other muscles slightly flex as he moved! Tyler was as usual very polite to me and all the parents. It was hard not thinking of him as the teenager I had known from the neighborhood since he was 12 or 13. He was definitely not that little kid anymore - at 21, he was now a young man. It occurred to me that 21 years old was starting to seem younger and younger, the older I got!

While there were a couple other college age kids helping with the swim club, they had already headed out, probably to get to parties or whatnot. As the only thing left to do was take the taps out of the kegs and load them in my car, the remaining volunteers and stragglers headed out, leaving Tyler and I to load the kegs in my car, and Tyler to turn out the lights and lock up.

As I mentioned, I've long forgotten the proper technique for tapping a keg, so I asked Tyler to do this. Tyler undid the first one and handed me the tap. He then went to the second one, which still had some beer in it, and was having trouble getting the tap off for some reason. I went over to see if I could be of assistance (ha!), but just as I bent down to take a look, something on the keg or tap must have broke, because beer shot out at high velocity in every direction! Tyler took a bunch in the face, and I took it all over the front of my sundress, legs and arms! Tyler struggled to contain it for several seconds until we both scurried to safety about 20 feet away while it slowly drained itself of pressure.

"Guess that's NOT how you're supposed to do it," Tyler joked.

We both broke out laughing uncontrollably. "Well, I imagine my husband would have a field day if he could see this!" I cracked. I was pretty much drenched in beer.

While we laughed a good bit about it, I could see a wave of guilt come over Tyler. "I'm sooooo sorry...let me get a towel for you Mrs. Brighton" Tyler said shamefully.

"OK, now that you've soaked me in beer, you can stop calling me Mrs. Brighton, Tyler. Elizabeth is fine...you're an adult now!"

"Well, OK" Tyler said, although he didn't seem convinced that he should be calling me by my first name. He nervously ran and grabbed a towel, and to my surprise, instead of just handing me the towel, he clumsily started to dry me off. He went straight for my chest and arms (no, not due to my chest size...it is actually quite small like the rest of me)...but then awkwardly seemed to realize it might not be a good idea, and went down to my legs. I immediately broke out laughing, "Well, that is service! I might come by more often," I joked.

"Oh yeah, I'm sorry..." Tyler seemed unsure what to do and stood up with the towel to hand it to me...however, to make matters even more uncomfortable, the towel sort of got caught on the bottom of my sundress and, yep, up came my sundress with the towel - exposing the lacy thong that I was wearing! For those wondering, even with a sundress, I wear a thong...I've just come to hate the feeling of regular underwear. I just have to be mindful of those sundresses in a breeze!

"Oh My God, I'm sorry Mrs. Brighton!!" Tyler said as he quickly turned away, completely embarrassed.

Laughingly, I reassured him, "It's OK, accidents happen. But I guess now you know what kind of underwear I wear!" He was so embarrassed he remained facing away from me. "Seriously Tyler, you walk around all day with girls and women wearing bikinis, and now this embarrasses you?" But - the truth is - it actually turned me on big time that he saw my thong, and wanted him to see more.

"So, are you going to dry the rest of me off??" I asked, somewhat tauntingly.

"I-I-I don't think that's a good idea" replied Tyler, sensing I was joking, but only looking at me out of the corner of my eye to make sure I was decent.

"Well, if I had a bathing suit with me, I'd be getting in one now anyway so that I could jump in and wash this beer off. It's already getting sticky," I mused.

Tyler paused and then an idea popped in his head. "If you want, we have some swimsuits that we sell in the office, I can grab you one."

"Absolutely - let's do it!" I replied. So Tyler unlocked the swim club office and quickly came back with a couple of one-piece swimsuits. To make a long story short, without even looking at the sizes, I grabbed the one that looked the smallest out of his hand and went into the woman's bathroom, actually hoping that it was too small. I was getting really turned on, and before putting it on I couldn't help but run my fingers down between my legs to my slit; I was sensitive and moist. I couldn't resist, and pulled my pussy lips back to let my clit stick out, rubbing it back and forth for about 20 seconds before realizing I needed to stop.

Boy, was the swimsuit small -- I think it was actually a child's extra large, and I put it on...it was tight! I'm thin, but I am 5' 6". It was so tight in fact, that my shaved (and at this point, swollen) pussy lips bulged at the fabric. After a few rubs of my lips through the swimsuit, I walked right out, proudly brandishing my camel toe as I walked toward Tyler, who at this point, had already jumped in the shallow end of the pool. He had taken the brunt of the beer spray in his face and shirtless body, so jumping in the pool was a no-brainer for him. I walked right up to the edge of the pool, so that my bulging, swimsuit-covered pussy was above Tyler as he looked up at me. With pool and club lights on, I felt like I was on a stage, with an audience of one looking up at me. Luckily the pool itself was set back a ways off the road and somewhat obscured by trees.

"I probably should have grabbed the other swimsuit - this one is so small! Does it look weird?" I asked, knowing that the implications of it being small were so obvious it would embarrass him. He hesitated to say anything. As I looked down, I pretended to push my belly out as if to suggest that I was too fat for it, but really I was just so turned on by showing him my camel toe, I was trying to make it even more obvious. Honestly, the boy's eyes were glued to my pussy! He seemed to be fighting himself, almost turning his body away from me to force his eyes away, but while his body turned, his eyes stayed on my pussy. "A-a-a-s-s long as you got it on, I-I-I guess it works," was all he could manage to get out of his mouth.

I jumped in, doing a little dainty jump, as I was afraid the water would be cold at night. And it was cool, but I played it up for effect. "A-h-h-w-w, COOOLLLLLDDDDDD!" I exclaimed, and used this as an excuse to jump up in Tyler's arms! Wow - in a matter of 10 seconds I had already managed to get into contact with him! As I pulled my legs up and hung on around his neck, his natural reaction was to hold me with his arms. Since we were only in about 3 feet of water and Tyler was crouching down, he stood up to get me most of the way out of the water.

So there we were, a 37-year old married woman with two kids, in a too-tiny swimsuit, in the arms of a 21-year old college kid (ok - young man), in a pool, at night. I was giddy with excitement, and my mind was racing with how I could continue to cop feels of Tyler's body, yet scared of the implications if someone saw us, or if my advances were undesired by Tyler.

I immediately squirmed like I was afraid of the water...running my hands all over Tyler's back and arms. While thin, his muscles were rock hard and he easily held me up. I pulled up so that my chest was closer to his face, again pretending that I was squirming to get all the way out of the water. I looked down to see that, as is typically the case, my small nipples were piercingly erect, clearly visible and poking through the swimsuit fabric, so sharp they looked like they might cut through the fabric themselves. For about 10 seconds, remarkably, neither Tyler or I said anything, aside from some fake yips and yaps from me, acting like the water was unbearable. I think Tyler was just in shock that I was in his arms.

"It's not that bad", he managed to say, as he slowly eased me down into the water. After a couple of fake jerking movements (again, enabling me to run my hands over his body in different places), I slowly put my feet down in the water, letting my knees slide down his thigh. He seemed to pull me out away from his body a little bit, but I held him tight against me so that I 'slid' down his body...until I felt IT. As I slid down past his waist, I felt what was an unmistakable, rock hard penis, pushing hard against his swimsuit!!!! God, do I love the fact that men's swim trunks offer little protection from a raging hard on!

"Oh my!" I exclaimed. "Are you happy to see me!!?!?" He was totally caught. No way to deny it. None.

"N-n-n-o, I'm just...that was j-j-j-just..." he tried to explain.

"Impressive, Mr. Tyler!" I quickly interrupted. "Nothing to be ashamed of there." I paused for a couple of seconds as he realized that he wasn't going to be able to dismiss my complements. "Tyler, just because I'm a mother doesn't mean I can't appreciate something like that. You are a grown man and we both know what that means. Did I do that to you???" Again, I paused, waiting to force a response from him.

"I guess so," he quietly replied.

I felt the need to move this situation along so that it didn't become a long, apologetic discussion about how I wouldn't tell his parents or his boss, and that we should both go home immediately, etc. "Tyler - come with me to the office and let's see what we should do about this."

Wwe both got out of the pool, and facing him, I pushed my swollen pussy out again, slightly stroking it a couple of times -- "See, you're not the only one who is a excited by this situation Tyler." I could actually see a little smile come over his face, like he was actually beginning to understand that something good might be about to happen. We both walked quickly over to the office, Tyler following behind me, and me making sure to swish my little ass for him to view on the way.

When we got into the office, there was only one light on at the other side of the room, making for somewhat sensual lighting. I walked over to the chair by the front check-in window of the office, where everyone entering would show their membership card. I faced Tyler and without a word, I bent down, grabbed and yanked Tyler's wet swimsuit to his knees abruptly, and his large dick stuck straight out. I pushed him down onto the edge of the chair and he leaned back.

"I don't think we should...," his voice trailed off before he even completed the sentence. I think he just felt like he needed to say something like that; he certainly didn't seem to want to stop anything.

I straddled him standing up and immediately took his hand and pulled it to my pussy, running it up and down the swimsuit. "This suit is so tight" I complained, as I pulled the top down from my shoulders, so that my erect nipples felt the open air. Tyler let out a large sigh and his other hand went straight to one of my nipples. He ran the nipple through his fingers, which sets me on fire, so I pushed his other hand hard into my pussy. After about a minute of this, I grabbed his dick and slid my hand up and down it several times. While it was wet from the pool, it wasn't slick, so I leaned down and spit a large glob of saliva on the head of his dick and then rubbed up and down his shaft...Tyler seemed shocked, and "Oh my God" slipped out of his mouth.

Something must have clicked in him, because about 20 seconds later Tyler stood up and his demeanor changed completely. He forcefully yanked my swimsuit to my ankles, took it off my feet and stood facing me before lunging tongue-first into my mouth! While I've had a small number of flings since being married (see, I'm not so goody-goody), I'm not really into sexual kissing with people other than my husband, but somehow this was different. It was so unexpected, it was just....HOT. His tongue was driving deeper and deeper into my mouth as one hand explored my tits and the other reached around to my ass. His fingers explored both of my holes from behind. I instinctively bent at the knees to spread my legs and give him access. He then moved his hands to get to my clit from the front. He was frantically tonguing my mouth and rubbing my pussy. I was dripping wet...a mix of pool water and pussy juice. His tongue stopped and he stood up more straight, so that his cock was against my abdomen due to our height difference. He surprised me by bending down slightly and picking me up! My arms were now around his neck and my legs were around him. His dick was trying to find my pussy, so after a few unsuccessful attempts, I reached down and guided it in. "Oh shit!" I thought. He was big, and couldn't believe how good it felt when his cock slid up into me. Again and again I rocked upwards in his arms and back down on his cock. I really love this position, and he was doing it very well indeed! His hands started to reach around my ass and then touched the outside of my asshole. "FUCK!" -- this always drives me insane. I was totally at his mercy - basically dangling from him, with his cock deep in my pussy, his fingers repeatedly lightly tapping and circling my asshole, and his tongue intermittently rammed down my throat. My sighs were a clear sign to him that what he was doing to my ass was working. Both our breaths were getting very heavy and rapid; I was about to cum hard and I think he was too...

Then he pulled his hands away from my ass. I didn't want that to stop. "Keep playing with my asshole" I breathlessly requested. But he ignored me and then pulled his dick out of my pussy and put me down on the floor. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"Get down," he commanded, and he pushed me down onto all fours. This was not the Tyler I knew. "Get your ass up," he then commanded. "Since you like your ass to be played with, let's try something different." I knew my asshole was now his target.

I was in shock. Frankly, I don't typically like anal sex nearly as much as just having my asshole teased or lightly prodded while having sex. But I didn't really want to stop this...I was on the edge of cumming. Tyler rubbed his big dick across my pussy to get more lube on it and pushed it against my asshole. It was so hot thinking that I transformed this nice, polite, young man into a dominant animal! He was large, but I was so wet that within about 10 seconds he was pushing past my resistance point, at which point his cock slid all the way in my ass so that his pelvis bumped into me! Holy fuck, I didn't know I could take that much dick in my ass! My hand immediately went to my pussy, furiously rubbing it up and down while my head was planted on the floor supporting my weight. Tyler reached around to my tits and pulled on my nipples as he banged again and again all the way down into my ass. He was banging so deep in my ass that his balls were smacking my pussy and my hand (which was rubbing my pussy). His balls seemed so large that at times they would smack my clit and it felt freaking incredible, so I was trying to time it so that my hand would move out of the way and his balls would keep hitting my clit, but it was so hard because we were frantically fucking. Without warning, an huge orgasm washed over me...oh, god, I screamed. I was loud. Tyler immediately started coming inside my ass as I screamed. Maybe young guys have more semen, because I could feel spurt after spurt shoot deep inside me, which was such a hot feeling! As he pulled out, cum immediately started running out of my asshole, across my pussy and down the inside of my legs. "Oh, sorry!" Tyler exclaimed as he reached down to try and stop the flow of cum running down my legs -- as if he just transformed back to the nice, polite young man! His hands clumsily tried to catch the cum until he realized it was useless or he decided it was chance to rub my pussy, because he shifted from trying to catch the cum, to rubbing it slowly all over my pussy, as more and more ran out of my asshole. I collapsed on the floor.

After a couple of minutes I went to the bathroom and washed up. It was about 11pm...2 hours after most of the people had left the party. I checked my phone and saw two texts, both from my husband asking where I was. I quickly replied that we had an issue with the kegs and that I would be home soon. Well, the next morning he was surprised to see that the kegs were still in my trunk!

Tyler (name changed BTW) was soon back off to college and graduated this year. I did run into Tyler at this pool a few times this summer. Ummm, yes, we did "reconnect" (which is a very interesting upcoming story).

Elizabeth

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