It didn't take long for hannah and I to wander around the small town that is Bourton on the water and enjoy a pasty and a drink sat looking over the village green. Suitably relaxed and recovered from our zooming experience we were wandering around a quiet little shop when hannah found a rather interesting book. The title was something like 101 wild swim spots, as we had a quick flick through it turned out there was a wild swim spot with a rope swing not that far away. Remembering the fun we had at tarr steps i bought the book and hannah and I made our way back to the car.

Buscot weir was about a half hour drive away in the Oxfordshire countryside and didn't take long to find. Parking in the national trust car park we wandered down to the large pool at the bottom of the weir. The bank we approached was about 100m from the weir with trees that had branches hanging out over the water, it was from one of these branches that the rope swing was hanging.

We decided to explore a little first so that we could just head back to the car after our swim, it really was a beautiful little spot. after about an hour we wandered back to the rope swing but decided a more leisurely entrance to the water might be an idea and we waded on from a small beach area. The water was fairly warm for the time of year, certainly warmer than was in the aqua sphere!! We swam and splashed and chatted until we realised we weren't the only ones having a swim!

We jumped when there was a yell and a large splash from over at the rope swing as a group of students turned up to cool off. The splash had been a blonde haired girl in her late teens or early twenties and she was swiftly joined by 2 others. All three were dressed casually barefoot in jeans and light green polo shirts. The shirts did little to hide the dark coloured bras all three were wearing but enough to stopped being able to telling detail. It turned out they had all come down after finishing their shift in the local tea room and regularly swam here after work.

We chatted a while and jumped off the rope swing a few times now knowing from the girls that the water was deep enough. Hannah did not seem too worries that her vest top was starting to sag and her zebra print bra was clearly on display, I certainly was not complaining. nor was I complaining about the way her leggings were clinging and pulling tight around the outline of her knickers. The jeans on the three girls were a really nice sight too though I had to be quite subtle about having a bit of a look as they waded in the shallows or swung off the rope swing.

After a while one of the girls boyfriends showed up, clearly tempted to get in but not willing to get his clothes wet he stripped to boxers and swung in off the rope swing. Him stripping off started something as one of the 3 girls decided she would be able to swim better without her jeans on.

Hopping up onto the bank she peeled them down her legs to reveal what was now a dark grey pair of cotton knickers and now free of the heavy denim she showed off her diving with a somersault off one of the tree branches. Not to be out done one of the other girls took her jeans off to reveal black underwear which turned out to be a thong as she turned around and back flipped off the branch. The third girl was a bit unwilling to get out the water to tale.her jeans off bit managed to stand in waist deep water and slip them off without showing her knickers.

Hannah may have noticed she didn't have my full attention or she may have just decided it all looked kind of fun. Either way she swam to the side and peeled her leggings off to reveal a pair of bright red knickers, not being quite the diving pro the others were she cannonballed back in. swimming up to me she asked if I was enjoying the view, busted!! She smiled and said
"look all you want we will make most of it all when we get home but you better get those shorts off and join us".

Well of you can't beat them join them, I swam to the side am pulled off my shorts and t shirt to reveal a pair of blue kermit the frog boxers, I jumped back in, to a round of applause and a couple Wolf whistle from hannah and our fellow swimmers. That only left the one girl who hadn't joined in our diving competition, it took a bit of encouragement but she eventually gave in. As she climbed out the water we realised why she had stayed submerged, as she pulled herself out the water her plain white cotton panties were doing nothing to hide the pale pink skin of her bum and when she turned round you could see her neatly trimmed landing strip against the front of her almost see thru knickers. She quickly dived back in and we swam some more enjoying our partially clothed state, hopping in and out the water for another go on the rope swing.

Eventually hannah and I decided we should make a move for home as it was starting to get a bit cooler. I pulled my shorts back on but hannah decided to walk back to the car as she was, chatting away she didn't notice the couple walking the other way who looked a bit confused at our wet state. Back at the car we toweled off a bit before climbing in the car
Hannah feel asleep on the way back but woke as I pulled onto the drive outside the house, luckily it was dark so none of neighbours saw.her climb out the car in her partially dressed state. Heading into the house we hopped into the shower to rinse off our clothes, the warm clean water did feel good after the river and we kissed under the shower as we peeled off the wet layers. Suitably clean and suitably wound up, leaving out pile of wet things in a pile in the bath, we headed for the bedroom to relieve the worked up tensions from earlier.