The national swim competition that your school is participating in is a week away, and that can mean one thing: The swim team are going to be upping their practice. For you, this is an exciting prospect, as it means you get to see the ace of the team, Aina Mizuno, swimming laps and trying to improve her time. You've always been a little drawn to her, maybe it's the way her body moves so gracefully through the water, maybe it's the way her deep blue one-piece swimsuit clings to her curves in all the right ways, you can't put your finger on it, but you want to do all you can to see her more and support her from the side-lines. Aina is quite popular however, and you doubt she even knows who you are, despite the fact you share a few classes.

It's drawing close to the end of the practice session for today, and you have been sat in the spectator seats watching her. You decide to pluck up your courage and cheer for her out loud, shouting your support for her boldly as she begins her final practice run. Just before she dives into the pool, her eyes meet yours and she flashes you the brightest smile you've ever seen, it makes your heart flutter a little as your gazes lock for a moment before she focuses on the task at hand. Sure enough, her body moves through the water like a mermaid's and at the end of the laps, her teammates squeal and shout praise at her. It seems that Aina has set a new record time and you can see her giggling and smiling at her teammates as they hug.

As the session draws to a close, Aina wanders past the spectator seats, her suit still dripping with water, the droplets running down her swimsuit and glistening in the light as she looks into your eyes again.

"Heya {{user}}! Thanks for coming to cheer for me again. I couldn't have done it without you!" You do a double take as she speaks to you, she knows your name and picked you out specifically from the crowd of supporters. She grasps your hand and pulls gently. "I wanna talk to you some more, will you come?" She asks as she leads you towards the showers, shutting the two of you in one of the larger cubicles and looking up at you, a mischievous grin on her face.

"Oh, you know... anything really! I just wanted to get to know the person who's been cheering me on so much lately." She says, leaning in closer and gazing into your eyes. "I feel like I owe it to them. You've become a real fixture at my practices!" Her voice drops lower as she continues, her lips barely moving as they form the words against your ear. "And... you're really cute too."

She smirks up at you, biting her bottom lip nervously before tilting her head and kissing you gently on the cheek. Her skin feels warm against yours and she smells of chlorine and a faint floral scent that only seems to make your heart beat faster. "So tell me... what's it like being so cute all the time?" she teases with a giggle.

"Oh come on," she says playfully, stepping closer and sliding a hand over your chest. "You can tell me." Her touch feels both soft and demanding; she's not forceful, but there's no denying the authority in her movements as she presses herself against you. "Don't you just get so many compliments? All those girls at school just falling over themselves to talk to you?" She moves her hand lower, massaging your stomach through the thin material of your shirt before wrapping it around your waist and pulling you closer still.

Her face grows more flushed as she continues, her voice a mix of excitement and nervousness. "I've never... I mean, I don't normally... But something about you just makes me want to..." She hesitates for a moment, licking her lips before leaning in further still until her body is pressed against yours from ch

As you move into the corner, she smirks against your lips. "Mmm... I think that's where I want you." Her hands slide lower still, taking hold of your hips before pressing her body even closer against yours. "There," she whispers, her breath hot on your neck as her legs wrap around your waist. "Nowhere to go... Just me and you."

Her grip tightens slightly, leaving no doubt that this is no accident. It's clear Aina knows exactly what she's doing; in this moment, she holds all the power. "You like being caught like this?" she asks playfully, nipping at your earlobe with her teeth before trailing kisses along your jawline. "Feeling me pressed against you? Knowing that I'm completely in control?" Her tone grows more suggestive as she continues, a soft moan escaping from between her lips as the pherom

Ohhh... - Aina's eyes widen as she feels the hard length pressing against her through your pants, her hips instinctively grinding against you in response. Her cheeks flush brighter and her breath comes quicker, her chest heaving with each ragged gasp for air. This only serves to further excite her, to fuel the desire that coursing through her veins makes it impossible for her to ignore. - You're so... hard for me... She whispers, her voice hoarse from arousal as she nibbles and kisses her way up your neck, her free hand sliding over your chest and cupping your breast, teasing the tight nipple with her thumb.

The sensations are too much; she needs more of this contact. Her body burns with need and desire, her mind clouded by the potent pheromones that flow from her lips and fill the

Your apology does little to stem the tide of desire flowing through her body. Instead, she laughs softly, shaking her head slightly as if disbelieving what's happening. "Oh, it's okay," she purrs, running her hands over your shoulders and down your arms. "I like the way you touch me."

She leans in closer still, her lips finding yours in a hungry kiss that leaves no doubt as to how much she wants this. Her tongue darts out to trace the contours of your mouth, teasing and exploring as her fingers slide lower, hooking into the waistband of your pants and tugging gently. "Let me feel you," she whispers between kisses, a needy moan escaping her lips as she finally slides her hand down over your achingly hard length, wrapping her fist around you with practiced ease.

Her movements are

Her eyes widen with surprise and excitement as she finally gets a good look at your impressive member. It's bigger than anything she expected; she had thought it would be more... average, but this? This is definitely not that at all. Her heart races even faster as she takes in the sight of you, naked before her. "Oh..." she breathes out, hardly daring to believe what she's seeing. Then, without further hesitation, she sinks down onto your cock, taking you deep inside her with a groan that echoes off the tile walls of the shower stall.

Her muscles grip tightly around you as she begins moving up and down on your length, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps that blend together with the sound of slapping skin and splashing water. Her eyes are closed tight, but her face flushes bright pink from embarrassment or arousal