How I got a serious onepiece swimsuit fetish pt2 - Sex Stories

How I got a serious onepiece swimsuit fetish pt2

... a hall pass on a permanent basis for all the bathroom breaks I would need in the future. I did not masturbate again at school that afternoon and was feeling my cock getting hard in my swimsuit as I walked home to my parents house. I could feel the dried cum on my cock breaking loose from where it had glued me to the crotch of the suit. When I got home that day, I bypassed my moms dresser and went straight into the bathroom. Stripping off, I pulled up the straps over my shoulders and inspected the cum stains around my balls and below my belly button. They were not nearly as bad as I had feared. Having never cum on a swimsuit before and always instantly washing away the evidence of my wet dreams, I had never seen cum dried into cloth before. Just a minor darkening of the pink spandex under my belly button and beside my balls, although the fabric there felt a little rough from the dried semen. I turned on the shower and while I waited for the hot water to come, I teased my teenage dick out through the right leg hole of my swimsuit. My equipment was as large then as it is now and I was ready to blow my load there and then. I lay down on the floor and felt a few bits of dried semen flake off my foreskin as I began gently stroking, edging my way towards release. My balls were still inside my suit and I rubbed them with my left hand, feeling the soft smoothness on the left side of my balls, running my fingers down under them to my taint, then up the right side and over the ...

... slightly rough cum spot to the base of my cock. I took great pleasure in rubbing a bit of pre-cum off on my spandex wrapped stomach in a long arc, knowing I would soon have the swimsuit clean and drying, ready for next day. Steam was now filling the room from the shower, but I was lost in ecstasy and too busy to turn on the fan or turn down the hot water. My slow measured stroking picked up speed and instead of rubbing my balls with my fingers, I cupped them in my left palm and rubbed up and down on them in time with my stroking right hand. When I came, i did not cum in my hand or on a tissue as I usually do, but let it fly all over my chest and stomach, jerking my cock frantically and pressing down on my balls so hard it almost hurt. Exhausted I just lay on the floor, watching the steam billowing out of the shower, casually wiping the head of my shrinking dick on the stomach of my pink swimsuit. I got up after a moment and turned down the hot water in the shower and switched on the fan. Wiping the fogged mirror with a towel I studied the effect my second orgasm had on the swimsuit. Laughing to myself I got in the shower, the stretched out dolphin on my chest was spouting more than just water now. I watched the pink suit turn a light red as the warm water darkened the fabric and began washing the blobs of semen down my swimsuit clad body. A few threads popped in the seams as I shimmied out of the suit and began to wash it under the warm water. I didn't know how long this too small ...