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Public Changing Rooms

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In the early to mid nineties I became very involved in triathlon and ultra distance marathons

As part of my training I would go down to a local public swimming pool during my lunch break, swim a kilometer or so and then sit on the grass area to the side of the pool, enjoying the sun and, more importantly, watching the women that also frequented the pool. There were a number of particularly attractive ones each lunchtime and I definitely would have loved to have dated a few of them but, I was painfully shy and would only commit to a conversation with one of them if they started it. As a result I would sit there fantasizing about what it would be like to to get really intimate with one of them. How it would feel to hold her in my arms and kiss her, gently and slowly at first and becoming more and more passionate with each second that passed. I would imagine pealing her costume off and feeling her soft boobs press against my chest. I would often wonder whether she shaved her pussy as well as she shaved the visible parts of her body and what it would be like to go down her and how she would react whilst I ate her out. My imagination would drift into the realms of me burying my rock hard cock into her hot, wet pussy and feeling her respond as I thrust in and out of her.I would wonder what sort of positions she liked, whether she would moan or not as she enjoyed riding my cock and what sort of noises she would make as she came. Unsurprisingly, after a short while of fantasizing like this I would have a raging hard trying to force its way out of my costume and I would have to wrap my towel around myself and disappear off to the men's changing area before anybody noticed my throbbing cock. The changing area had showers and toilet cubicles at one end whilst the other end was split into an open changing area on one side and cubicles on the other for those who didn't feel comfortable being naked in public. On arrival at the swimming pool I would quite happily use the open changing area to change into my swimming costume but when I came back later, I would go into one of the changing cubicles, close the door behind me, strip completely and jerk off frantically until I shot my sperm into my towel. However, one lunch time I was feeling particularly daring. I was the only person in the change rooms and everyone else looked like they would be busy for quite a while so I decided I would have a good wank in the open changing area. I quickly slipped my costume off, held my towel in my left hand and grabbed my throbbing cock in my right hand and began to stroke it up and down continuing the fantasy I had started outside about the most attractive woman at the pool that day. After a few strokes, that familiar pleasant ache in my balls started to grow and I knew that it would only be another few seconds before i came. My stroking got faster and faster and within a few seconds a massive orgasm ripped all the way through my balls and my first rope of sperm shot in a huge surge up my cock and out of the end into my towel that I was holding at the ready. I shot another series of ropes into the towel and was left with a spent twitching, well spent cock in my hand. I quickly wiped the final drips off the end, got dressed and left before anyone else came in and went to another, less popular pool for a few weeks after just in case somebody had noticed. However, as nothing was mentioned at subsequent triathlons and other events I eventually drifted back to that pool and continued my fantasizing and jerking off habit.

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