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my swimming lesson

... 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 c***dren 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 ...