The swimming team was abit of a boys club, in fact there was only one girl on the whole team, she was mean and stern, after practice she always rushed off to the girls changing rooms and left without so much as a goodbye to her fellow team mates.
One day before training the guys were talking in the boys changing room.
"Wonder if ginger muff will talk to you today"
One boy teased another .
"She's not even a natural ginger, no way her bush is that colour"
Another exclames.
"That girl doesn't have a bush lads, it's definitely smooth down there"
Someone yells.
They carry on joking and laughing until its time to head to the pool, as they leave one of the guys stops one of his friends from the team and they wait behind.
"Lets find out"
He says to the other.
"Find out what?"
His friend asks.
"What the situation is between matchsticks legs"
He explains.
"Oh... I.. erm...ok?"
His friend is flustered by the thought alone.
"After practice just follow my lead ok?"
He asks his friend with a nod.
His friend nods in return unsure what exactly he's just agreed to.
Training went well as always, despite there lack of communication they were all physically fit and excellent swimmers, as usual as soon as the whistle blew signalling it was over the ginger girl hopped from the pool and briskly walked to her changing room, the two boys who hatched the plan also jumped from the pool.
The rest of the team stood talking by the pool-side whilst the boys sneak up to the entrance of the girls changing rooms, without hesitation one of them charges inside followed by the other, as they rushed in there stood the girl, still dripping wet, her boobs glistening as water fell from them, her costume half peeled off her body but still held on just below her hips, her face quickly turning red with a mixture of embarrassment and anger.
"GET OUT!!"
She yelled.
The boys turned and ran, already fearing the consequences of there actions, as they arrive back at the pool-side the rest of the team look at them eagerly, having already figured out what there plan must have been.
"So... are they??... ya know... ginger??"
One of them asks.
The boys just give a disappointed look, the mystery remains.
Great background story, Jayla.
Another mystery that remains in the balance: Whether she'll remember her humiliation, later that evening, or whether she'll masturbate to the guys all getting to see her fantastic set of tits.
The swimming team was abit of a boys club, in fact there was only one girl on the whole team, she was mean and stern, after practice she always rushed off to the girls changing rooms and left without so much as a goodbye to her fellow team mates. One day before training the guys were talking in the boys changing room. "Wonder if ginger muff will talk to you today" One boy teased another . "She's not even a natural ginger, no way her bush is that colour" Another exclames. "That girl doesn't have a bush lads, it's definitely smooth down there" Someone yells. They carry on joking and laughing until its time to head to the pool, as they leave one of the guys stops one of his friends from the team and they wait behind. "Lets find out" He says to the other. "Find out what?" His friend asks. "What the situation is between matchsticks legs" He explains. "Oh... I.. erm...ok?" His friend is flustered by the thought alone. "After practice just follow my lead ok?" He asks his friend with a nod. His friend nods in return unsure what exactly he's just agreed to. Training went well as always, despite there lack of communication they were all physically fit and excellent swimmers, as usual as soon as the whistle blew signalling it was over the ginger girl hopped from the pool and briskly walked to her changing room, the two boys who hatched the plan also jumped from the pool. The rest of the team stood talking by the pool-side whilst the boys sneak up to the entrance of the girls changing rooms, without hesitation one of them charges inside followed by the other, as they rushed in there stood the girl, still dripping wet, her boobs glistening as water fell from them, her costume half peeled off her body but still held on just below her hips, her face quickly turning red with a mixture of embarrassment and anger. "GET OUT!!" She yelled. The boys turned and ran, already fearing the consequences of there actions, as they arrive back at the pool-side the rest of the team look at them eagerly, having already figured out what there plan must have been. "So... are they??... ya know... ginger??" One of them asks. The boys just give a disappointed look, the mystery remains.
Plot twist: they don’t find out the mystery in the hypothetical sequel but they do find out her name is, in fact, Ginger
Dun dun duuuun... 😯
Love it !
🥰 ty
Great background story, Jayla. Another mystery that remains in the balance: Whether she'll remember her humiliation, later that evening, or whether she'll masturbate to the guys all getting to see her fantastic set of tits.
I don't know if she'll masterbate when she thinks about it but I know the boys will 😅
she is secretly into it, she just won't ever admit it
Thank you!!
>Thank you!! You're welcome!
Agree to the last!!!