by swimfan66 » Sat Apr 11, 2009 4:05 pm
like many young guys i fell in love with women in lycra through my first sightings of semi-naked girls on page 3. swimsuits were my favourite because the tight figure hugging material gave a glimpse of what lay between a girls legs. the sunday paper was usually good for some swimwear fashion or maybe a page 3 feature. also once in a while there was page 3 girl of the year, a full centre page devoted to topless babes, some in swimwear or workout gear. but no matter how good the pics it never showed enough detail, that tight lycra between the legs & clinging to the tummy refused to give up it's secrets.
then came that fateful day that changed me into a lycra man forever. at our local swimming pool this girl of 18 or 19, waiting for a go on the water slide. wearing the fashion of the day, a pink & white stripped swimsuit (they came in blue & white too). this girl had obviously just got changed as she was dry. she took her turn at the waterslide & as she splashed into the water near me i had a front row seat. she climbed out of the pool right next to me & her swimwear was almost totally transparent. she stood without noticing me & did that amazing thing all girls do of putting two fingers into the bottom of their swimsuit to retreive the wet material from between her buttocks. then as she turned to queue for another slide i saw a front view. her big, brown nipples pressed flat by the wet, see-thru lycra. then down over her tummy, the wet material still transparent as it clung between her legs. that fabulous shape over a womans tummy and down between her legs. the wet lycra at the lowest point barely even covering her body down there. a dark patch of brownish hair and below squeezed erotically by the wet material, her pussy lips.
she turned and walked away & as i watched her buttocks move beneath the swimsuit a lycra man was born. from that day to this everytime i see that shape of tight lycra on a womans tummy and down between her legs (the material so tight it doesn't seem enough to cover her body) i am grateful for that experience.