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A totally unexpected swim.
Story by WinterWoollyWetboy
Posted 6/23/24     394 views
Hello fellow wet lookers.
Sometimes the best swims are totally Unexpected such as going too far whilst washing a car. When I was a sixteen year old boy I lived with my religiously conservative parents who never let me swim on the grounds that wearing swimwear was immodest.
I also suspect that being non swimmers they were terrified of water. My mother also thought that I could catch my death of cold at any time. This was the reason that she would force me to wear conservative heavy winter clothing all year round even on blazing hot summer days.
On the morning of the last day of winter it was unseasonably warm. There was a thick & heavy frost on the ground but the sun was doing a good job of melting it away. It would soon be a nice if somewhat cold morning. Our family planned to attend a church picnic. My mother picked out a brand new outfit that had never been worn before. It consisted of white underpants briefs, white singlet vest, white long sleeved turtleneck skivvy shirt, a long sleeved winter checked dress shirt with double pockets that had button down flaps over them as well as a button down Oxford collar. There were heavyweight olive coloured corduroy dress trousers with a thick satin lining, brown leather dress shoes with heavyweight woollen socks & a woollen sleeveless V necked sweater with a heavyweight multi coloured woollen sweater as well. I was also wearing a very heavy fur lined coat with a fur lined hood.
This was topped off with a woollen beanie complete with a pom pom & a long heavyweight woollen scarf with woollen gloves.

I tried to tell her that I would feel way too hot wearing all this clothing but she insisted that I wear the lot because technically it was still winter. As I was getting dressed my father ordered me to wash his car immediately. My mother wasn't too happy but would never speak back to my father so it was agreed that I should wash the car. My mother
told me under no circumstances should I get my best clothes wet which turned me on slightly. I guess it's the forbidden nature of getting one's clothes wet in Western society.

I filled my bucket with hot soapy water & lathered up the car. After all the sponging I felt incredibly hot. I was by now very sweaty & I was panting like a dog. I was becoming more than a little heat stressed.

By this stage I still had absolutely no thoughts or intentions of getting wet however I accidentally brushed against the car & noticed that there was a soapy patch on the front of my coat. I liked this & brushed up against the car again. The wet patch increased in size as did a newly formed lump in my trousers. I wondered how waterproof my heavy winter parka might be. I momentarily thought about wetting the front of it with the hose to see if any water would get through however I wasn't game to wet it so I had another idea. I went to the shed & put on my fathers yellow plastic rain suit. This consisted of a hooded rain jacket & matching overpants as well as plastic over boot covers. I proceeded to hose myself down completely covering myself with water. It turned me on but didn't fully satisfy me because my clothes remained dry underneath. I removed the plastic rain suit & went back to finish washing the car. However everytime I squeezed the sponge I felt a little warm water run down my sleeves & I became quite aroused at this. I put my woollen gloves back on thinking maybe I could get away with getting them a bit wet washing the car. Soon they were completely soaked. I sat down on a milk crate & squeezed the sponge above the front of my trousers. My crotch was suddenly wet & soapy. I enjoyed feeling it slowly trickle through into my underpants.

I hesitated because I didn't want to get into trouble with my parents so I wiped up the excess soapy water from my trousers.The trouble was that now something was beginning to possess me & I opened my coat & started to rub against the car. I just couldn't stop thinking about getting my clothes wet. A plan was forming involving me accidentally getting a bit wet & soapy. I spied the detergent bottle & decided what the fuck I was going to get a bit lathered up just a little bit mind you. I could always remove the suds with a damp freshly squeezed sponge. Surely no one would notice if I just got my outer clothing slightly damp. I could probably get away with being completely lathered up. Yes I could always sponge it off & just keep away from my parents long enough so that I'd be almost completely dry again.

It would happen fairly quickly standing & working in the sun. This last day of winter was surprisingly warm after all. I poured some liquid into my hands & rubbed it all over my body. I became a bit soapy but it wasn't enough. I needed a bit more water to make me properly lathered up so I started to add the soapy water until I was completely lathered up with soapy foam. It still didn't satisfy me. It did feel very arousing to rub the soapy dampness all over my coat & trousers but my sweater was the thing that really needed to be lathered up. Could I get away with it? Yes I could so I lathered up my heavy woollen sweater. I was now fairly damp all over. I decided that maybe I should stop now before I reached the point of no return so I rinsed out the sponge, squeezed out the excess water & attempted to wipe the soap off my clothing. It was quite hard work
to remove it so I wet the sponge a little bit more & attempted the task once more. It did seem to require a fair bit of clean water to remove the heavy lather but it felt good to see & feel my clothes getting damper. My heavy corduroy dress trousers were getting a little damper & darker. I was getting very horny.

A sudden uncontrollable urge enveloped me & I squeezed the excess water out letting it run down the front of my sweater & onto my trousers. I so wanted to get wet but no.. I can't get wet.. Oh this is torture. I'm so aroused.. I wanted to be wet so much.. I could just get a little bit wet maybe but not too much. What if I just..I was really fighting hard against temptation. Maybe it was time to stage an 'accident'. What a shame if I 'accidentally' bumped the bucket & wet my trousers slightly, just a bit of the front perhaps? I could hide out because there was still a fair bit of time. I could use that big old towel in the shed to wrap myself up & hopefully dry my clothing. By now I was rubbing the bulge. I splashed a handful of soapy water on it. It felt warm & lovely as it seeped through into my underpants. I needed more warm water so I snuck into the outside laundry & topped up the bucket with more hot water. When I returned to the car I sat with my arse slightly in the huge bucket. The feeling of the lovely hot water soaking through my thick coat & into my trousers & underpants was too much. I was losing control. It just wasn't enough water. These pants needed to be wet & I dont think I could've stop myself by now. I tucked my trouser cuffs into my socks to collect more water into my trousers then I moved over & sat down on a milk crate. With trembling hands I loosened my belt, pulled my waist band out a little & with a struggle I lifted the bucket & poured the entire contents of the bucket into the front of my trousers. I felt the warm soapy water fill the front & seat of my pants & then run down both legs into my socks & shoes. It felt fantastic. I lifted my bottom up a little from the milk crate & I noticed that there was a large puddle of water trapped in the seat of my pants. The backs of the legs were like a little swimming pool so I swished it around for a while & then let it run down my legs filling my socks & shoes.

I hesitated again but decided that I was going to get Into trouble anyway. My pants were by now getting soaked so I might as well enjoy myself. I picked up the hose, turned it on again & put it down the front of my trousers. It was very cold but refreshing too. I loved the way my trousers filled up completely with the cold water & turned dark & shiny. Tucking in the cuffs was a good idea. My pants were now tent polling with my swollen manhood & my socks were completely sopping wet. Both shoes were full of water.

Now it was the top half's turn. My top inner layers where still bone dry. Why be hung for a lamb & not a sheep? It was too late now anyway. I would never be able to get dry now. I was gonna get into big trouble. This was beyond a small 'accident' by now but absolutely worth it. All I could think of by now was getting completely wet. I proceeded to put the hose down my turtleneck skivvy & winter shirt front & back. The cold water was quite a shock. I zipped & buttoned up my coat. The hood was still up covering my beanie. This parka had a sort of horizontal button up flap that protected my neck & mouth from the cold so I did that up completely as if I was off to the snow. I neatly arranged my scarf, beanie & gloves. By now I was more than three quarters soaked & I was feeling completely crazy.
I ran my hands over my wet clothing & once again rubbed my bulge. I loved the feeling of my wet fully clothed body. By now I was beyond the point of no return. I knew what had to be done. Something that once upon a time I would never have dared to do, only to fantasise about.

As if in a trance I turned off the hose & started to walk down to the nearby lake with my wet shoes & winter socks squelching. I was going in bathing with all my best clothes on as well as my socks & shoes.Everything I was wearing including my heavy winter fur lined parka, woolly scarf, gloves & beanie would soon be underwater, yes absolutely everything I was wearing on this day. My shoes & socks, the lot. I was about to enter the water fully clothed wearing my best heavy winter clothing. I had lost all fear & all I could think about was being in that lake. I crossed the little sandy beach & waded straight in to the water fully clothed without removing a thing. Wow my shoes were submerged & that was once unthinkable. As I went deeper and deeper I was enjoying the feeling of the water pressing in on my thick winter trousers as the water rose above my knees. I kept wading in until I was up to my waist & then my chest. My coat became bouyant due to its inch thick insulation. My gloves were sopping wet too. I was almost in. I unzipped my coat slightly so that I could see my wet wooly sweater getting wet in chest deep water. It looked great. I continued wading until I was up to my shoulders. Suddenly I stumbled on the uneven bottom & lost my footing completely. Now I was floating in my heavy coat like an astronaut & my thick woolly scarf was floating on the surface of the water trailing around me. Gradually as my heavy winter clothing filled with water I sank down to my neck in the cold water. My legs floated up until I could see the toes of my brown leather dress shoes. The cold water sort of shocked me into realising just what I had done. I was now fully in the water. I felt suddenly very fearful. I was now going to get into big trouble. There was now way that this could be explained away as an accident. All my clothing except for my beanie was now under water. It was too late now so I might as well enjoy myself. I ducked my head under the water soaking my stupid pom pom beanie. It was now time to swim. I swam out into the deeper water over arm. As I did so I was thrilled. I had done it I was swimming across the lake wearing my best winter clothes. It was hard work swimming whilst wearing all this heavy winter clothing & my best dress shoes weren't designed to be used as swim fins. My woolly beanie kept sliding down over my eyes & needed to be pushed further up my forehead underneath my parka hood. It was cold but it felt fantastic & fresh. The heavy clothing made the temperature almost bearable.
My trousers were pressing tightly against body & my swollen manhood felt fantastic rubbing against the satin lining & heavy corduroy. I would feel almost orgasmic every time I moved my legs & was so close to blowing my load into those lovely shiny trousers. I swam down to the bottom twisting & turning & somersaulting several times. I swam some laps until my shirts became untucked. I noticed that I could also inflate my clothing & float like a balloon. My coat could be turned into a huge dome at the back. My trousers looked like two huge shiny dark olive coloured sausages when full of air yet when I was in the shallow water the normally baggy trousers would wrinkle up & cling tightly to my skin. So good & so shiny too in the winter sun.
I was having so much fun that I failed to notice a pretty brunette girl about my age watching with fascination from the bank. I had seen her before in church & I was secretly looking at her all the time & trying to hide my trouser bulge from her & the other church goers. She was absolutely gorgeous. She was wearing a heavy woollen white turtleneck sweater with tight dark blue jeans, a heavy duffle coat & cowgirl boots. She was also wearing a heavy weight woollen scarf, beanie & gloves. I suddenly became extremely embarrassed & made my way to the edge of the lake. She laughed at my awkwardness. I told her that I had accidentally fallen in. Again she laughed & said,"Yeh right. I saw you walk in deliberately. Don't worry. Just enjoy yourself. I wish I was brave enough to just go in bathing in this lake with all my clothes on like you. I'm feeling rather hot because it's getting rather warm & I'm also massively overdressed. My parents never let me go bathing. It's something to do with modesty & God. I know how to swim. I've snuck away with some other friends outside of church & their parents taught me how to swim. My mother also worries too much about me catching a cold or drowning. She tells me all the time not to go anywhere near this lake especially today because we are going out & these are my good winter church clothes. I've seen you in church & wanted to talk to you even though you are always dressed so uncool. I guess its your parents fashion sense too. Oh I so wish I could join you. I just want to get these hot heavy clothes wet. I wanna go bathing too. I couldn't believe
what I was hearing. "Why don't you?" I suddenly found myself saying. "I'm already going to get Into big trouble. You could just say you accidentally slipped & fell into the lake. I was washing my father's car & I'm going to have to tell my parents I had a bit of an accident." She looked unsure & gazed down at her clothing. " Oh know I really couldn't. If they found out. Oh how would I get my clothes dry again?" I shrugged my shoulders & told her I had no idea & I was in the same situation. She was so close to doing it but was still unsure. After a few minutes of thinking she seemed to come to a decision. "Do know what? I think I'm going in. Do you mind if I join you? I really do feel like a swim."
I couldn't believe my ears she was pretty hot with lovely breasts. She splashed me playfully then proceeded to wade out into the lake. "I've never dared to do this before. I'm not gonna remove anything. I'm gonna get everthing wet. My boots coat winter woollies, absolutely everything. I'm wearing now.
I think today is definitely the day. It's quite a nice warm day & the waters probably quite nice if your dressed warmly." She just went straight in wearing her boots, duffle coat, winter woollies & all. When she was waist deep she dived under the water, surfaced & swam a few strokes over arm. I cheered her on. "Oh it's so cold but it feels fantastic. I've never dared to do this before. I love it but it's so heavy & hard to move."

Soon were playing in the water together. She told me that this turned her on. She hadn't actually intended to swim fully clothed today but often came down here wearing all her winter clothes & fantasising about just plunging into the water with all her clothes on. She never thought she'd actually do it however. She asked if I minded her doing this because she had suspected that I was the same as her & that she had finally found someone who she could share her long held fantasy with. When I answered in the affirmative she suddenly gave me a a hug & told me that it was a dream come true. She brought her face close to me & pecked me on the cheek nervously. I returned the complement. She laughed & said that I needed a few lessons. The next thing I knew was that she forced her tongue into my mouth & suddenly we were pashing each other off madly. I had done this only once before but was still quite inexperienced & It had never led to sex. It always felt strange & I wasn't sure if it was hygienic but what a turn on it was.

Next thing we were rubbing against each other & this quickly turned into fully clothed humping. After a short while I couldn't hold back & my underpants briefs filled completely with my custard. We played for quite a while in that cool but refreshing water & talked about sexy things. We were both virgins so naturally I tried to push my luck & ask if we should do something about that. She shook her head & told me that she was from a strict Christian family. She was tempted but thought she needed to wait until she was married.
She removed her duffle coat & her heavy turtleneck sweater then she turned around & threw it on to the little beach. With a thrill I realised that the white turtleneck skivvy shirt that she wore underneath had turned almost transparent. Her white bra was completely visible underneath it. She removed my upper layers & I noticed that my white skivvy looked the same. My white singlet was completely visible too. Such a turn on for both of us.

Suddenly I was brought back to sharp reality by my father calling me. Oh shit!! what do I do now? We quickly untangled ourselves & redressed as quickly as we could. We exchanged details & then we squelched off in different directions. The water was absolutely streaming down out of our heavy sopping wet clothing & it was hard for us to move. I raced back to the car & started hosing it off quickly. How will I explain my sopping wet best clothes. Suddenly inspiration struck as my father came puffing up like an angry steam train. I undid my heavy parka coat & simply ripped the nozzle off the hose & made a big show of the water exploding all over me. Terrible accident that. He turned off the hose, shook his head & smacked me across the back of mine. "You stupid boy,,.. Can't you get anything right?."
He marched me back inside & the look on my mother's face was priceless. "Oh my goodness!!! Look at the state of your clothes!!" She shrieked."Oh my Lord there's no time to wash them now. They're brand new clothes. Your best clothes. I told you never to get your clothes wet.How could you do this to me? How did you get so wet? You look like you've been swimming with all your clothes on. Did you fall into the lake? We'll have to get that mud out straight away. It could stain.There's only one thing we can do. You'll just have to get under the shower & wash all that mud from your clothes before I put them in the washing machine." Naturally I didn't hesitate & before she realised I still had my socks & shoes on I was under the shower lathering up my best clothes once again. Of course my underpants & trousers were once again filled with my own custard. When I'd finished showering I was severely punished for my car washing crime & I was redressed in more or less the same kind of dry clothing. She interrogated me several times saying that I had gotten very wet for just a broken hose. "I think you must have gone swimming with your clothes on which is definitely not allowed or maybe you accidentally fell into the lake & didn't want to tell me. You could be withholding information & that is the same as lying isn't it?. They're your Sunday best church clothes. I can't understand how you got so completely wet right through to the skin." My father said, "For Gods sake I saw it happen. It was the hose. It broke." Well she said," I still think you've been in the lake but we'll say no more about it. We're going to the picnic it's on the other side of the lake & because you're wearing your other good clothes you are definitely not to go anywhere near the water. I will be watching you very carefully so you'd better not get your clothes wet."
Well we went to the picnic & after lunch I noticed the same girl wandering along the shore of the lake even though she'd been told to stay away from the water too. She had also been punished & redressed in similar dry clothing to what she had worn during our 'swim' . She wasn't allowed to swim either so we walked & talked together then sat on the shore despite our parents orders.

They soon forgot to watch us & she let me slide my hand under her sweater & feel the shape of her gorgeous breasts. She wouldn't let me put my hands inside the white turtleneck skivvy that she wore under her turtleneck sweater but this was pretty good & I wasnt complaining.
We were absolutely sweltering in the unseasonably warm weather & we noticed that quite a few of the kids our age had changed into their swim wear, hot bikinis, Speedo briefs & board shorts. They were soon swimming in the lake. We really would have loved to go swimming too. Instead we talked about how we were wearing our heavy winter clothing & completely forbidden from swimming. We must unfortunately remain completely dry but underneath this clothing is our underwear. Her bra & panties would have resembled a bikini while my underpants briefs resembled Speedo swim briefs yet they must be kept dry at all cost. In its own way this was a hell of a turn on too. At least we had managed to have a 'swim' together.

More dry humping & hand work resulted in more man custard & girl juice. I went around with her for quite a while & we we snuck out for a couple of fully clothed swims until both sets of parents put a stop to our fun & separated us both. I guess the moral to this story is that sometimes the best swims are completely unplanned.
Cheers, Winter Woolly Wetboy.
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