My Swimming Lessons

It was on summer holidays that my parents decided to take me to a one month summer swimming camp. They had separate section for boys and girls taught by two different trainers at different timing. We paid for the classes and I even started going for the evening boys classes for one week. Then it happened. I fell sick, making it unable for me to go for the remaining classes. By the time I became well and got fully recovered, the swimming class was over. Nevertheless my parents wanted me to go and check if something could be done about the remaining classes.

I went and checked with my coaching sir. But he told his inability to conduct any more classes for me. He told that this was the last batch of class for this summer. And this is his voluntary work after which he is going back to his school duties in his hometown. Since I came all the way to seek my luck, and since I gave the full amount which don’t have a refund, I again checked with him if there is any other possibilities. He thought for some moment.

Then he told that though the older girls swimming class also is over, he could check with their trainer if I could be given some quick classes. He told that since that trainer is a resident teacher of the institute and also is a regular practitioner, she might be able to help me out. Saying this, he called up the trainer in his mobile. After some conversation with her in private, he hung up and came to my side and told that the teacher agreed to help me. But I have to come early morning at 6 and she will help me out only for a week. I readily agreed to it. Though I was sad by the thought of getting up early, I was still ready to adjust, just that my parents will be happy to have used the money properly.

Next day early morning I started from home in cycle and reached the institute by around 5:45. The doors to the swimming pool are not open yet and I waited by its side. At around 5:55, the teacher came walking. Though I was aware that my trainer is going to be a women, I haven’t given much thought about it. But when I saw the trainer now, my eyes widened, my senses got raised.

She was a woman in her mid thirties or so. She was in sari and looked sensuous in it. I found it difficult not to glance at her visible hips or the remarkable projections of her boobs. She seamed to be bit on the heavier side which made me wonder how she manages that with her swimming lessons. I wished her morning. She opened the door of the complex and invited me inside.

After getting in, she closed and locked up the door from inside. I asked her why she is locking the complex from inside. She told that officially the complex is closed from two days before, and so she don’t want any unwanted visitors to come in. Secondly if no one is at the gates, stray dogs might get inside, and then it is very difficult to drive them away.

After locking she straight away got down to business. She asked me to quickly change to swim wear and come back. Saying this she took her dress from cloak room and then went to ladies change room. I went to gents change room and got dressed up, showered and came back. The instructor was not back yet. I waited for her a few minutes. And then that wonderful moment happened. She came out from the changing room. It was the first and most erotic scene I had ever seen in person. She is in her swim suite and is dripping wet. She has just come out straight from her shower bath. She was walking straight towards me.

The strands of her hair as well as her face are wet. Water was dripping from it and rolling over her body. Droplets were dotting her whole body, especially her upper part of visible boobs and cleavage. A big water droplet rolled along from her neck in front of my eyes. It rolled down her neck over to her boobs and into the cleavage in between. Her skin tight suit hid it from my eyes. The suit was wet from the shower. It pushed up her boobs to show up her cleavage well above her neck line. The boobs are really huge making the cleavage look very deep.

The impression of her nipple was very clearly visible on the swim suit. Her swim suit showed her curves which narrowed down to her hips, showing the little hump of her hips on the side. The outline of her navel too was very much visible on the suit. The suit tapered into a triangle at the junction of her love triangle. It barely hid her love triangle and stopped short of being any comfort to me. The wet swim suit looked even more wet over there.

Her closed legs kept her love triangle in tight embrace making it bulge out. The suit opened up at the legs to show her thick naked thighs wide open to my eyes. Her two thighs when kept closed, left no space for even a thread to pass through it. The thighs were grinding on each other when she moved. It would have been a great feeling for anyone to get a chance to jacky her on her thighs (jackying is the art of squeezing one’s cock through the ass or thighs of a girl and fucking). At that time I didn’t have any idea that soon I will be getting a chance to jacky her!

She came and stood in front of me. She paused for a moment as if to let me admire her for a second. She must have seen my open jaw admiration, however hard I tried to hide it. Then she placed the towel and other items in her hand on to a chair next to the pool. Then she asked me to get into the pool and start practising the stokes. I reluctantly moved away from her and got down into the pool. While I acclimatized to the cool water, I watched her taking the swim cap in her hands and putting it over her head. While she raised her hands, her already protruding boobs pushed out even more. Her raised hands showed her clean shaved arm pit. The side of her bulging boob is seen naked from that side view. Her open arm pit, her wide thighs, all confirmed my view that she is milky white all over. I felt thankful that I am in water. Because I felt my already semi hard cock hardening up even more and she wont see it since I am in water. As my swimming trouser was bit tight, I had my cock kept in the upward direction to ease the pressure. If that was not the case my cock would have busted without space to expand. Since inside water I felt comfortable even with a hard-on.

She moved over to the railings and elegantly got down into the pool. I wished to be at her service by holding on to her big legs. It was beautiful to see her dipping slowly into water. Sensuous to see her thighs and love triangle dip in water. Lovely to see the water reach up to her bosom and then scaling those heights filling inside out of her cleavage. I felt jealous at the water which got to feel her thighs, love triangle, boobs and cleavage. While I splashed in the water, she in two strokes reached by my side. Then she floated and watched me in action. She watched me with a serious look. Then only I realized that I am not floating in water. Only my raised out hands which is holding the pool side is outside water. Except for my head, rest of my body is below water level. When I realized that I am not able to keep afloat, I stopped and waited for my feet to touch down. Her close presence was nauseating for me. Her full face is wet. Her wet lips felt ready to be kissed. Her heaving chest played illusions with her boobs. Water played inside out of her cleavage. Her whole body was basking in the dawn.

I waited for her instruction. But I didn’t get anything. Instead she asked me to continue doing. Reluctantly I continued even while knowing that I am not able to keep myself afloat. I continued on and on expecting the instructor to say stop anytime. But I became exhausted before that and soon my legs touched the floor. She just remained there in silent, just watching me. Once I calmed down, she asked me to keep practicing and told that if needed, she will help me. I started practicing again. I wondered if she will help me with a demonstration or if she will hold me up. In my old training days my trainer started with a demo for all children and then he will ask us to practice it, occasionally helping us with a hand in keeping us afloat. Some people including me needed more than one hand help and he had to hold me with both hands in the initial days. I woke up from these thoughts when I felt like my legs are slowly sinking. Through my wet eyes I could see the blurred figure of teacher in close proximity. I stroked with my legs a bit more harder to keep afloat. But it was not good enough. There is something wrong in my technique. Or I needed more practice I think. Any way I kept trying though my legs were sinking very slowly.

Suddenly I felt a soft hand on my belly. I felt the soft but warm hands of the trainer. She was giving me small support with one hand. I felt butterflies on my stomach. Her hands on my belly had the opposite effect on me. Instead of giving me more energy, it sucked out the energy in me. All the energy was going to my cock instead of my legs, and it grew inside my swim trousers. I went limb on my legs and found it even more difficult to stroke. As I felt myself heavier, I found the trainer coming to my aid with both her hands. Infact looks like trainer had decided to take my body completely in her hands. She shifted her position, came closer to my body and supported my torso with her left hand while her right hand continued holding on to the belly. Now I lay suspended in both her hands. She held me in open arms, supporting me from the bottom with her hands, and supporting me with her body on the side. Infact in this position her body was in tight embrace to my stretched out under arm and body. Infact it is her boobs which got tightly squeezed to my under arm. Her pressurising boobs against my hands in the backdrop of her wet rubberized suit was hair raising, and dick raising for me.

Her hard nipple which was very much visible on the swim suit was making its dent on my underarm as well as heart. I went limb for a second forgetting to paddle with my legs. My toes touched the floor of the pool. Even then she held on to me. She leaned closer to my ear and whispered. You cant get exhausted so early. You should not let me down. You have to show your stamina to me. Her words gave renewed energy in me. I started kicking again with my legs and I slowly began floating again. Though I was putting my energy into the kicking, I was doing it mechanically. My mind was on the big boobs that are thrusting against my body. I was not able to concentrate in anything else. But the after effect of it was unexpected. To my annoyance the effect of all this is very much visible on my dick. My semi hard cock has grown hard and is pushing against the waist line of my swimming trousers. For the first time I blamed myself for keeping my cock in the upright position inside the trousers. But I was going to have more reasons to blame than this. Her hands on my belly had butterfly effect on my belly. And it strained my cock further threatening to come out of the waist line.

As I moved around kicking with my legs, my belly rolled in her hand. Her soft, but warm hand moved all around my belly button and even further down. Her other hand on my torso rubbed on to my nipples. The heat of all this made my cock rock hard. And to my surprise and anguish my cock broke the barriers of my swim suit waist line. My cock which was pushing against the waist line of my trousers all the time, managed to squiggle in an opening through which it was trying to thrust its head out. I was alarmed by this development. If my trainer finds this out, I will be ashamed. Though she wont see it , it is her hand which is looming close on my abdomen which is worrying me. And my worries where not misplaced. Infact when I kicked my legs in the pool, my body rolled all over her palm. And her palm was looming closer to lover abdomen under the navel. And this thought of being exposed, and the close proximity of her hands pushed my cock to venture new heights. If my cock had just breached the seams of my swim suit waist line earlier, it has now popped out part of the head to the open.

I closed my eyes in anguish as if it will make my cock vanish from the scenario. I could feel her hands on my belly rubbing around. It was dangerously close to my swim trousers waist line. I felt helpless and could only hope for the best at that time. I felt myself sweating in that pool. I doubted if the trainer also is sweating. But I couldn’t distinguish if it is water or sweat which is spotted on to her body. But her upper lips is spotted with moist which could only be sweat. She also looked bit tense. I again closed my eyes, unable to watch her body. As my body rolled in her hand, her hand swayed from its resting position in downward direction to my lower abdomen area. I felt the inevitable is going to happen. I felt her hand is inching closer to my waist line. At one point I felt there is no more gap between her palm and my cock. Yet her hand never touched “me”. I felt a strange void space between us which is unbroken. I felt breath-taking silence all around me. And then it happened. The side of her palm touched the popping out head of my cock. An electric spark ran all over my body through the cock. I felt wait less for the moment. I felt it effortless to splash my legs. My cock had touched against the underside of her palm. That feeling was unexplainable. I stole a glance at her. Though she appeared stiff, I saw no reaction in her. As if she didn’t even realise what happened. I acted along with her, as if I too haven’t noticed. But my cock doesn’t know to act. It went by its instincts, and sensed an opportunity in the trainers hand. Because my cock had now stretched into never before seen size. It has now popped out its complete head from the waist line, making the ring under the head visible outside the elastic.

Since my body was paddling all the time, the movement made my cock head rub and push on to her hand even more. I felt like my cock is inching bit by bit into her under hand, finding its den between her under hands and my belly. I felt my cock to be perfectly grooved against her under palm. At one point my entire cock head was under her hand with the ring of my cock head providing a lock on the situation. I felt it extremely exciting and strain full to have my cock head under her hand. And it is being grinded slowly and rhythmically by her hands due to my movement. And that is not all. Her hand continued its slipping on my body to gulp half of my cock under her hand. To compound it all, my swim trouser waist line had gone down a bit by her moving hands. Now more than just my cock head is now visible outside the waist line and is engulfed under her hand. She must be feeling the heat of my thing now. But she showed no reactions. Infact now I could see that the trainer has gone very stiff. Her hand has already covered top half of my cock. The nose of my cock head is just touching her little finger, while her thumb is touching the lower half of my shaft. Her hand is almost up to my crouch area resting horizontally. At that point her hand didn’t move at all for quiet some time. It stayed on its ground as if awaiting for further instructions.

And then it happened. She gave a big sigh, and then adjusted her right hand in such a way that she had her palm vertically aligned to my cock. And then it groped my cock in its full length, reaching up to the stem of my cock. That was the first deliberate action which she did to hold my cock. This sudden change in phase caught me by surprise, making me let out a low moan. I involuntarily stopped pedalling. My legs soon touched the floor. I was motionless, exhausted and panting. Her hand was still on my crotch groping my cock. The way trainer looked on me also seamed different. She was looking straight in my eyes, with a mysterious blankness. Then she opened her mouth for the first time.”You are not just a boy that I thought you to be”. I didn’t understand her words completely. But her next words and action were clear and loud. “You are really a grown up guy”, she told that and gave a squeeze to my hard rock cock. “And I like you”. Saying this she came close to me, pinning me to the pool edge. She was standing just in front of me. Her heaving boobs are opening up and closing in front of my eyes. Her cleavage filled with water and then drained out. Her hand is patting my bonner along the shaft. Her fingers ran all the way from the bottom of my shaft along its curves over the swim trousers and over the naked cock head above it. She rubbed her fingers along the head and ring around it. She never took off her eyes from me.

I finally relaxed a bit and leaned on the pool side wall. Then she grabbed me from behind with her left hand and then leaned on me and gave a hot indulging kiss on my lips. Her boobs crushed on to my chest while her lips opened up mine. Her tongue moved inside my mouth and embraced my tongue. All this was new experience to me. All the while her hand gave massage to my cock under the water. She had pushed down my swim trousers and is already having most of my naked cock in her hand. She stroked it underwater, moving the foreskin all the way up and down my cock head. Locking on to the under ring of the cock head on every stroke. She was gentle but firm in her strokes and at times she inserted her hand all the way down to my balls and fondled my balls. Her kiss combined with the stroking of my cock gave a “high” feeling in me. That was my first and longest kiss of my life, inside the pool water, from her wet lips.

My breath was gone by the time she detached herself from the embrace. She had a smile on her face now. She had stopped massaging. She took my hand in hers and led me over to the other side of the pool. I pulled up the trousers on the way. She walked me in the water to the side of the pool where three recliner chairs made up of tiled cement is placed partially submerged in water. It is made for those who want to lay down relaxed under sunlight and partially submerged in pool water. The design is such a way that headrest and part of chest will be outside water, while rest of the body will be inside water. She asked me to get on to the recliner chair. Though I readily obliged with her, I felt it strange to lie down before my trainer in that relaxed position. That too in the open space like this, though it is a closed area. I was bit worried about being in a compromising position like this. But when she doesn’t seam to have any worry, why should I be. I lied down on to the chair. My chest was outside the water. She stood by the side of my legs. She was still having that naughty smile in her face. She ran her hands through my legs over my abdomen and chest. She rested her hand for a second. Then she retraced her hands. On the way back she pulled down my trouser in the split of a second.

It was a quick move which surprised me as well as made me shy. Because my hard rock cock was standing upright like a tower in the water. It is just one inch below the water level. My bare buttocks on the tiled chair felt like being on a hot chair. My pulled down trouser floated on the water. I was completely naked before her. She watched my thing for a second and then took it in her hands and stroked it saying “What do I see over here? You have got a real smart guy in here. What are you feeding it with?”. I didn’t answer her and just relaxed under her strokes. When she leaned down, her busty bosoms pushed on to her swim suit, threatening to come out of it any time. I was barely able to take my eyes of the overflowing boobs visible outside the swim suite or her large cleavage. While her hand stroked my thing under water, splashing the water, I endeavoured her boobs with my eyes.

Sensing where my eyes are, she took my left hand in hers and made be grab her wet boobs over the swim suite. It was the most thankful moment for me. Her boobs is too huge to be held in one single hand. While I held it from the bottom, it showed up more prominently at the top of her swim suit. When I squeezed it, I felt like squeezing on to a jelly bag. So soft and yummy. She stopped stroking me and leaned down to me. She kissed me on my mouth once again, this time too opening up my mouth. While in the process of kissing she climbed herself over me. Repositioned her body over mine, lying herself straight over my body. Exerting her body weight on my chest and my pelvis. Tangling her legs with mine. Kissing passionately holding my head in her hands. When her body crushed on mine, her boobs came out popping towards my eye, like a balloon bulging out when crushed from both sides. Her swim suit only provided minimal cover to her boobs at that time.

I don’t know for how long I sucked on her lips. But by the time I regained the sense of my surrounding, my body had jelled well with her body. Her legs are interlocked with mine. I could sense that my cock is still hard and standing out like a pole, but surrounded by soft but hot flesh. Her legs have locked up my hard rock cock in her thighs and she is slowly moving her but up and down. While we continued our kiss my hands automatically moved to her but and held her but. It was half covered in her swim suite, and half naked. I massaged her bun while at the same time moving it in and out. Her bun felt soft like a baby’s bun, and I made more of that flesh naked, by squeezing down the narrowing swim suit to the smaller area of her ass crack. I rubbed all of her but with my hands. I even inserted my hand under the thin membrane of her squeezed out swim suit, exploring her ass crack in the process. I felt like I am in control of her ass and pushed it on to me with each of her strokes. Down between her thighs my cock is being squeezed at with no balls spared. Her legs felt like specialists in fucking a cock with the inner thighs. The tip of my cock barely came out at the other end of her legs, even with a full thrust of her but. It felt great to be fucked by her thighs. I never thought in the wildest of my dreams that my dream of fucking her thighs would become a reality, and that too so soon. Though I wished to continue on like that with no end, she undid my wished.

She stoped the thigh fuck she was giving. But it was for the better. Because she raised her butt high above and adjusted her swim suit in the vaginal area. I don’t know exactly what she did with her hand, but I think she moved her swim suit to a side to expose her pussy. Then she alighted on my cock. She brought her hand on to the cock and placed it on to the mouth of her pussy. Then in one single stroke she guided my cock all the way into her wet hot pussy. That was a first time for me. My virginity was thankfully broken. Her virgin world felt hot to me. Her pussy felt more lubricant than her legs and was like in a hot furnace. She raised her but and again rushed it in. She continued in a rhythmic stroking of my cock. I don’t know how every first timer would feel about it. But I felt it very exciting and energy sucking for me. Her pussy walls friction, the pressure, the lubrication and everything else lead me to a higher state of mind. My hands supporting her buttocks, carried forward her strokes.

I felt uncontrollable from inside. I could feel the pressure building up in me. And then it happened, I ejaculated inside her. I cummed in loads inside her pussy. She continued ridding me for some more time till she collapsed over me.

We laid there like that half immersed in water. It has been more than an hour since we started on my swimming classes. And now we lay there exhausted, not from the swimming class, but from the sex we had just now. She raised her head and asked me “do u love to attend more such classes?” I nodded very excitedly. “Then don’t forget to come early tomorrow”. Saying this she gave me parting kiss. She got up from the recliner and got out of the pool. I watched her while I myself got out and put on the trousers. She towelled herself with her towel and then wrapped her in towel over the swim suit.

Seeing my intense gaze, she asked me if I like her swim suit. I nodded in positive. She continued “Infact this is the first time anyone have seen me in this swim suit. Because this is a swim suit for special occasions when I get to swim alone. And I was happy to try this on in front of you and get a positive response from me”. She told the last sentence suggestively looking at my crotch. I felt shy for a moment. We quickly dressed up and bid bye.

The training went on for a week as committed. But more than the swimming class, it was the sex classes that went on. She showed me different type of sex poses which I have never dreamt of before. I got the chance to have sex with her in the same recliner chair that she did with me. This time with me on the top.

Same way I got the chance to have sex with her in nude inside the swimming pool standing for the entire time. I even was able to raise her in the pool and hold her in my hips and have sex with her while both of us was nude. We even had sex starting from the shower room where we took the shower together and in the pool where we had sex in 1 feet filled water. It was a wonderful 6 days for me. But my best was always the one in swim suit and thigh fucking!

I hoped that the trainer would extend my training days. But that didn’t happen. Or she couldn’t have done it, with the institute to be opened soon. But she offered to take me to her home one day, and I am waiting for that call from her!

Hope you all have liked this story and your pussy creamed or creamed in your hands