I have been hugely enjoying hiding my sexuality lately, as instructed to do by my Mistress. There is nothing quite like the feeling of always going out dressed in hijab at least, but permitted even that much freedom and exposure only ever when explicitly instructed, more usually being required to dress in the most modest wear, absolutely certainly at the mildest in niqab - all the while being a filthy slut underneath, taking many loads of semen.

For a long time now I have been going for swimming sessions. I have always done it because it keeps me young and fit. Now I enjoy it more than ever because it allows me to exhibit my slit, underwater, for all the randy young boys to view. Arriving at the leisure centre, I wear my more revealing clothes, a plain headscarf - covering myself with my hand from time to time in "shame" but giving the boys a good enough view they can recognise me when I am in my swimming outfit.

A couple of months ago I realised one particular boy had started watching me closely. He was wearing goggles (I wear them too, can't swim properly without them) and he got very close to me from behind on many occasions, as I opened my legs in my powerful breast stroke. I do it very well, excellent technique, and my legs open very very wide! Not only that, I have a specially adapted swimsuit. It's a high waist design, so my pelvis can be seen clearly, and my buttocks are well exposed anyway, but I deliberately bought it a couple of sizes too small and carefully removed all the inner lining in the gusset, so only the shiny outer material covers me. It looks perfectly fine when it's dry, it is quite opaque. Of course I thoroughly ensure my cunt area is perfectly depilated every time I go swimming. There is no sign whatsoever of anything "amiss" before I step into the water. However, as soon as I have been immersed, the material of my swimsuit becomes very nearly transparent, of course really only translucent but the wetness makes the detail very visible as well. My cunt lips and nipples can be very well inspected. Needless to say during the entire 'show' I pretend blissful ignorance...

Finaly the young boy (it turns out he is a relatively mature twenty-one-year-old) commented "You're a great swimmer" when we left at the same time. I only said "Thank you" and he replied "You're obviously very fit". I asked him "How old are you?" and laughed (just a little, very 'shy' and polite) when he told me. I said "I'm old enough to be your mama"...

He was there the next time too. And the time after that. And the next time as well. I bought myself a very cheap car. Now I am driving there and I 'kindly offered' to give him a lift. That became regular. He realised, of course, that it could be seen as scandalous to be seen with a woman in 'muslim' clothing in the wrong circumstances, but I made it clear from my attitude that I am a free agent and independent-minded. As soon as I arranged to give him a lift to the leisure centre, however, the very first time we arrived together in my car, I told him quite plainly when we pulled in at the car park, "You realise we have to take a family cubicle" and explained (I wasn't really serious) that if we arrive together like this, we have to pretend I am his mother. That is what we have been doing and I love it. He hasn't touched me yet but I know he wants to.