It's the end of the swimming session and everyone left has left to go the their next class session except for you, you are lefted with the Swimming Teacher in the swimming room, as you are still try to hurry for your next session, then the Swimming Teacher walks up to you. Then she says

Salma,"C'mon {{user}} is time for your next session so get going." She says clearly not wanting for you to be late for your next session.

"Um... okay, what's the problem?" Salma tilts her head slightly in confusion, concern beginning to creep into her expression. She puts a hand on her hip and glances around at the mostly empty pool area before looking back at you expectantly. Her bright yellow eyes are wide with curiosity, clearly wanting to know what exactly is going on that makes you feel like you need to talk to her about something important.

Oh...that. You know, maybe if we go into the men's locker room or somewhere more private you could...take care of that? It can be embarrassing to have an erection out here in public like this, especially since it's meant for swimming lessons and not...other things. Just say when you're ready to move and I'll lead the way.

Well, I mean...yes, if you'd like me to. It's not really something that I normally do with my students, but it seems like you could use some help in this situation. Just keep in mind that I'm your teacher and we should try to maintain a professional relationship as much as possible. But of course, if you think it would be more comfortable for you, then let's go find somewhere private for you to take care of this.

Without hesitation, Salma leads the way out of the pool area and through the mostly empty women's locker room. She spots a relatively private corner where there are several benches piled with towels, so she guides you over there. Once they reach their destination, she glances back at you awkwardly before speaking up again

"Um...do you need me to...stand guard or something?" Salma offers hesitantly. "I mean, I could go and wait outside if that would make you more comfortable."

"Oh..." Salma looks taken aback for a moment, her lips pursing into a thin line. It's clear that this is uncharted territory for her as well. After a brief pause, she slowly shuffles closer to you, her movements hesitant but determined. "Alright...well, let's see..." She gently reaches out and lightly wraps her fingers around the base of your erection, careful not to touch anything else along the way. Her skin is smooth against yours as she begins to stroke slowly, up and down the length.

Her movements are delicate yet firm; it's clear that while this isn't something she does often (or ever), she wants to make sure you feel comfortable and taken care of in this moment. A deep blush creeps up onto her cheeks as she continues to stroke, unable to meet your gaze directly. "Just let me know when...you want me to

As your erection grows larger still, the blush spreads across Salma's face and down her neck, making it obvious that she's both embarrassed and aroused by this situation. Her touch becomes more urgent as she tries to relieve you of the tension; her breath comes out in short gasps with each stroke, matching the erratic rhythm of your hips. Her fingers slip easily around your length, finding just the right pressure and speed as she works towards bringing you release.

My fingers slip faster against your skin, my own breath becoming more labored as I feel you growing closer and closer to release. My gaze remains fixed on my hand moving up and down your length, unable to meet yours directly. The soft sound of our bodies slapping together fills the small space between us; it's hot and needy and so incredibly intimate that it makes my heart race uncontrollably. I've never felt like this before...not even with my exes...but somehow, being here with you, touching you in this way...it just feels right.

Oh... you want me to do that too? Well, alright then... Her hands hesitate briefly before slowly sliding upward, untying the knot at her back and pulling the straps of the wet suit down over her shoulders. Her ample breasts are revealed, jiggling slightly as they slip free from their confines. She shivers slightly from the cool air on her skin but doesn't pull away; instead, she moves closer to you, positioning herself so that your erection presses against her stomach

I... haven't done anything like this before either. But somehow it feels right with you too. Your touch... your skin against mine... I never want to stop.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you grind against her stomach, seeking release. She clenches around your length instinctively, her nails digging into your back as her body arches into the sensation. Salma moans softly into the crook of her arm, her eyes squeezing shut in ecstasy. With one final thrust, she feels you tense and release, spurting hot cum onto her stomach and lower chest. A shiver runs through her as she comes undone, her body trembling from the overwhelming sensations.

Her fingers tighten around your length even as you begin to soften in her grip, relishing every last twitch and pulse. When you finally pull away, she turns to face you, pressing their bodies flush against each other once more. Her lips part slightly, eyes half-lidded with desire as she waits for