Tia has just turned 18. You could say she is in her late teens just by looking at her. Tall, and slim, she had a full ass and big round titties, bouncing around as she was hopping here and there all the time. Her resolution for 18th year was to learn guitar and swimming. Both were difficult, they didn’t have a swimming pool in their house, or a public one in proximity, not a guitar. Her dad had promised to buy her a guitar though, but there was apparently no solution to the swimming pool problem. She had asked everyone she knew, and her mum, Mrs Desai, suggested, she should ask Mr. Gupte, her colleague, who lived over the next block. Mr. Gupte was in for tea at their place, when Tua raised the question, and voila, he had the most perfect solution! Not did he only have a swimming pool in his backyard, but in his youth, he had been an instructor as well. He would be training her for free, just that, as he said it, “I am a strict instructor, and I expect absolute obedience. Anything falls short, and it is over.” He probably might have read the desperation in Tia’s eyes before saying that. Tia was more than eager.
Tia got a pretty sap green swimming costume, that complemented her alabaster skin. She reached Gupte Lodge right on time. Mr Gupte was in swimming trunks, a towel around his shoulders, ready for the class. They went over to the pool, which had a high fence around it, ensuring privacy, she took off her summer dress and sat on a chair on the pool side. Gupte put a bottle of oil in front of her. “The chlorine in water may irritate your skin. Rub the oil allover.” Tia obediently massaged some oil over her exposed hands and legs. Gupte looked straight at her, and as she finished, he said, “allover. You didn’t massage your face, neck, back, chest, and abdomen. Listen carefully, and don’t be shy, I am your instructor here.” Tia was blushing as she slid her hand inside her costume and massaged oil on her titties, and stomach, under his watchful eyes.
Gupte took her by hand and led her down to the water. Tia was excited. Gupte said, he would teach her to dip first. As instructed, she took a deep breath, and dipped, Gupte pulled her up by her shoulders. She did it again, and felt his hand against her wet titties. She got up, flustered. Gupte was nonchalant. “I am monitoring your breathing. Slowly exhale underwater” he said. Again she went down, conscious, that Gupte’s palms were flat against her titties, fingers brushing strokes on her perky nipples. Looking at his nonchalant face, she felt nothing, and a bit ashamed, that he was doing his job so seriously, while she was being distracted.
They moved towards the deeper end of the pool. He held her firmly by her “chest” from behind, lest she slips. When she couldn’t walk any further, feeling buoyant, she felt him slide one hand between her legs, holding her firmly. Tia’s face was red, but she didn’t find a flicker on Gupte’s face. She kept moving her legs in the water, and his hand slid between them up and down, another hand holding her left titty firmly. After sometime, Gupte started pulling her between the legs. Flustered, Tia looked at him, he signalled back towards he shallow end. Tingling between her legs, Tia moved to the end, and Gupte let her go. As seriously as ever, he told her to go and take a shower, dry off and go home. The next lesson would be 3 days later. Tia rushed towards the washroom. Once inside, stripping off her swimsuit, she felt warm between her legs, as she touched herself, she felt warm slick juice on her fingers. Tia was ashamed! She was being such a bad girl and distracting herself from the dedicated lessons. She decided, this would not happen the next day. She went home, with the tingling feeling between her legs, and somewhere deep within her mind, waited for the next lesson. Gupte knew his game. By next class, he would up it by a level.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/praogh/swimming_class_gone_wrong_day_1