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Soobin’s breath hitched in his throat. He had trained countless students before, from awkward teenagers to seasoned athletes, but the sight of Seol In-ah in that swimsuit was unlike anything he had encountered. The fabric clung to her in all the right places, emphasizing the generous curve of her breasts, the lean lines of her toned physique, and the undeniable plumpness of her backside. The way the material stretched and moved with her as she approached the poolside was hypnotic.

He unconsciously shifted his stance, trying to subtly angle his body away from her, hoping she wouldn't notice the unmistakable bulge forming beneath his swim shorts. It was a reflex reaction, an immediate physical response to the undeniably alluring woman walking towards him. He reminded himself that he was here as her instructor, a professional, but the initial impact of her appearance had already made his task considerably more challenging, his senses acutely aware of every curve and movement. He could feel the blood rushing to his groin, his cock hardening further with each step she took, the image of her body already imprinted in his mind. He had to focus on the training, on maintaining a professional demeanor, but the goddess walking towards him in that skin-tight suit was making it incredibly difficult.

"Alright, Seol In-ah-ssi," Soobin began, trying to keep his voice steady despite the rapid beating of his heart, "let's start with some basic strokes. We'll focus on your body position first." He gestured towards the water. "Go ahead and get in. The water temperature should be comfortable."

Seol In-ah slipped into the pool with a practiced ease, the water rippling around her form-fitting swimsuit. She moved with a natural grace that further accentuated her curves. Soobin watched her approach the shallower end of the pool, his gaze momentarily lingering on the way the wet fabric clung to her.

"Okay," he said, wading into the water to meet her. "For the freestyle, it's crucial to keep your body as horizontal as possible. Let me just adjust your posture." He reached out, his hand gently touching her lower back to guide her into a more streamlined position. Even through the wet swimsuit, he could feel the warmth of her skin and the smooth curve of her spine. Seol In-ah nodded, her eyes meeting his, a slight smile on her lips.

"Now, let's work on your arm movements," Soobin continued, trying to maintain a professional distance despite the growing heat in his loins. He positioned himself beside her, reaching out to guide her arm through the correct motion. His hand brushed against the side of her breast, the contact brief but electric. Seol In-ah’s breath hitched almost imperceptibly, and a faint blush seemed to rise on her cheeks. Soobin quickly withdrew his hand, his own face flushing slightly.

"Sorry," he mumbled, trying to sound nonchalant. "Just trying to show you the proper technique." He moved to her other arm, his touch slightly more hesitant this time, but still making contact with the curve of her breast as he guided her motion.

"It's okay," Seol In-ah replied softly, her gaze lingering on his for a moment longer than necessary.

Soobin then moved behind her to work on her leg movements. "For the kick," he explained, his hands gently resting on her hips to help her find the right rhythm. Even through the swimsuit, he could feel the firm roundness of her buttocks. Seol In-ah leaned slightly forward, and his fingers inadvertently brushed against the top of her thighs. A subtle tremor ran through her body.

"Are you alright?" Soobin asked, his voice a little rough.

"Yes, fine," she replied, her voice a bit breathy. "The water is a little cooler than I expected."

Soobin continued the training, his touches seemingly accidental but increasingly intimate. He adjusted her head position, his fingers gently cradling her jawline, his thumb brushing against her earlobe. He guided her through a butterfly stroke, his arms wrapping around her torso, his hands briefly resting just beneath her breasts. Each touch sent a fresh wave of awareness through both of them, the professional facade slowly beginning to crumble under the weight of their undeniable physical proximity.

As the training progressed, Seol In-ah's reactions became more pronounced. She would gasp softly when his hand lingered a moment too long on her hip, a faint flush would spread across her chest when his fingers brushed against her breasts, and her breath would become shallow and rapid whenever their bodies came into closer contact. The gentle touches of instruction were slowly morphing into something more charged, the air around them thick with a palpable sexual tension. Soobin could feel his own arousal growing with each passing moment, his shorts becoming increasingly uncomfortable as his thick cock hardened further in response to her nearness and the increasingly intimate nature of their training. He knew he was walking a fine line, but the way Seol In-ah was responding, the subtle yet undeniable signals she was sending, made it increasingly difficult to maintain his professional composure.

As Soobin adjusted Seol In-ah’s arm for a butterfly stroke, his own shorts shifted slightly against his thigh. In that brief moment, as he leaned in close, Seol In-ah’s gaze flickered downwards, drawn by an almost magnetic pull. The wet fabric of Soobin’s swim shorts clung tightly to his body, and the prominent outline of his thick, hard cock, straining against the material, was momentarily revealed as it peeked out from the side of the leg opening.

A subtle gasp escaped Seol In-ah’s lips, her eyes widening almost imperceptibly before she quickly flicked them back up to meet Soobin’s. But the surprise and a hint of something else – perhaps curiosity, perhaps arousal – had already registered on her face. A faint blush crept up her neck and across her chest, contrasting with the pale skin exposed by her swimsuit.

Soobin, oblivious to her brief but telling observation, continued with his instructions, his voice still a little husky. But Seol In-ah’s focus seemed to have shifted. Her gaze kept drifting down towards his lower body, a flicker of amusement now playing on her lips. She shifted her position slightly in the water, subtly angling herself so she could get another, more discreet look at the impressive bulge straining against his shorts. The knowledge of his obvious arousal and the fact that she was the cause of it seemed to add a new layer of excitement to their interaction.

A playful glint returned to Seol In-ah’s eyes. She moved closer to Soobin in the water, the buoyant force causing her breasts to brush lightly against his chest, a deliberate contact that sent a jolt of awareness through him. "The water really is quite refreshing," she said, her voice a soft murmur that only he could hear, her gaze flicking down to his shorts once more before quickly returning to his face with an innocent smile.

She then executed a slow, deliberate breaststroke, the movement causing her breasts to sway enticingly under the wet fabric of her swimsuit. Soobin found his gaze involuntarily drawn to the rhythmic motion, his cock hardening even further. Seol In-ah seemed to notice his attention and repeated the movement, this time even slower, almost as if she were showcasing her assets.

Reaching the edge of the pool, she turned to face Soobin, resting her arms on the cool tiles. The position stretched the fabric of her swimsuit taut across her chest, emphasizing the fullness of her breasts and the dark outline of her nipples. Water droplets clung to her skin, making it shimmer under the pool lights. "Soobin-ssi," she began, her voice taking on a slightly breathy tone, "I'm finding this workout quite… invigorating. You're a very good instructor." Her eyes met his, holding his gaze with an intensity that went beyond mere politeness.

She then bent slightly at the waist, as if stretching her hamstrings, the movement lifting her buttocks out of the water just enough for Soobin to get a tantalizing glimpse of the curve of her cheeks beneath the clinging fabric. "Perhaps," she continued, straightening up slowly, her gaze still locked on his, "we could try some more… advanced techniques?" The way she said the word "advanced" held a suggestive undertone that made Soobin’s heart race.

Moving closer again, she placed a hand on his arm, her touch lingering for a moment longer than necessary. Her fingers, cool from the water, pressed lightly against his bicep. "Maybe something that requires a little more… personal attention?" Her eyes flickered down to his lips and back up again, a silent invitation hanging in the air between them. The proximity of her body, the subtle touches, the suggestive glances – it was a clear attempt to seduce him, her confidence radiating from her like the heat from the afternoon sun.

Soobin swallowed hard, his gaze locked on Seol In-ah’s. The playful innocence in her eyes didn’t quite reach the knowing smirk that played on her lips. He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks, a mixture of nervousness and intense arousal. His cock throbbed insistently against the wet fabric of his shorts. He knew he should maintain his professionalism, that this situation was inappropriate, but the allure of this incredibly sexy woman, openly flirting with him, was becoming increasingly difficult to resist.

"Seol In-ah-ssi," he began, his voice a little shaky, "I'm not sure that would be appropriate. I'm here to coach you, to help you prepare for your show."

Seol In-ah chuckled, a soft, melodious sound that seemed to echo in the otherwise quiet pool area. "Oh, Soobin-ssi," she said, stepping even closer, her body now almost touching his. "Don't be so formal. We're both adults here, and frankly," she leaned in, her breath warm against his ear, "I think we're both enjoying this a little too much to pretend otherwise." Her hand, which had been on his arm, now slid down his bicep and gently grazed his side, her fingers lingering just above the waistband of his shorts.

Soobin’s breath hitched. Her touch sent a jolt of pure electricity through him. He could feel the undeniable bulge beneath her fingertips. He looked down at her hand, then back up into her eyes, a silent question in his gaze.

Seol In-ah’s smile widened, and she pressed her fingers lightly against his erection. "This doesn't feel very… professional to me, Soobin-ssi," she whispered, her voice husky and laced with playful seduction. She then stepped back slightly, her eyes still locked on his, her hand trailing down his body before slipping back into the water.

Turning her back to him, she walked a few steps away, then looked over her shoulder, her expression an open invitation. She reached behind her and slowly lowered the zipper of her swimsuit a few inches, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of the curve of her buttocks. "Maybe you could help me adjust my suit, Soobin-ssi? It feels a little… tight."

Soobin’s mind raced. He knew this was a point of no return, a blatant invitation to cross the professional line they had barely maintained. His cock throbbed in response to the visual tease of her slightly lowered zipper. He swallowed hard, his gaze locked on the exposed curve of her backside.

"Seol In-ah-ssi, I really don't think that's a good idea," he began, his voice a strained whisper, barely audible above the gentle lapping of the water against the pool edge. But even as the words left his mouth, his feet were already moving, drawn towards her like a moth to a flame.

He reached her, his hands hovering hesitantly above her zipper for a fleeting moment before his resolve crumbled. With a slow, deliberate motion, he reached behind her, his fingers brushing against the smooth, wet skin of her back as he grasped the tiny metal tab. "It does feel a little… snug," he murmured, his voice thick with a desire he could no longer hide.

Instead of simply adjusting the zipper, Soobin slowly lowered it further, revealing more of the tantalizing curve of her buttocks, the fabric now clinging precariously to the top of her crack. Seol In-ah leaned slightly forward, giving him an even better view, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. "Is that better?" she asked, her voice a breathy whisper, her eyes locking with his in the reflection of the pool water.

Soobin’s fingers trailed down, his knuckles lightly grazing the sensitive skin of her lower back, just above where her swimsuit dipped. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, the subtle tremor that ran through her. "Maybe… just a little lower?" he suggested, his voice now barely a whisper, his own arousal building to a fever pitch.

With agonizing slowness, he lowered the zipper another inch, and the fabric of her swimsuit parted slightly, revealing a hint of the dark crevice between her buttocks. Seol In-ah let out a soft moan, her head falling forward slightly, her wet hair clinging to her neck. The scent of chlorine mixed with the intoxicating aroma of her desire filled Soobin’s nostrils.

He could no longer resist the urge to touch her more intimately. His hands, now bolder, slipped beneath the edges of her swimsuit, his fingers tracing the smooth curve of her buttocks. The wet fabric offered little resistance, and he could feel the soft, yielding flesh beneath his touch. Seol In-ah shivered, her body swaying slightly, her hands gripping the edge of the pool tiles for support.

"Soobin-ssi," she whispered, her voice thick with longing, "I think I need a little more… hands-on instruction." She turned her head slightly, her eyes meeting his, a silent invitation in their depths. "Perhaps you could show me the proper technique for a more… intimate stroke?"

Before Soobin could answer, Seol In-ah reached back, her wet hand finding his beneath the water. Her fingers closed around his still-clothed erection, squeezing gently. "I think," she said, her voice now a low purr, "I'm a very fast learner." Her grip tightened, and Soobin knew, with a certainty that sent shivers down his spine, that the swimming lesson was officially over. The real training was about to begin.

Soobin’s heart hammered against his ribs as Seol In-ah’s fingers squeezed his hard cock beneath the water. The boldness of her touch, the blatant invitation in her eyes, sent a jolt of pure lust through him. Any semblance of professional decorum vanished in that instant, replaced by a primal desire that mirrored her own.

He looked down at her hand, her slender fingers wrapped firmly around the length of his erection, and then back up at her face. Her lips were parted, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps, and her eyes held a mixture of playful mischief and raw hunger. He knew he couldn't resist her, and frankly, he didn't want to.

“Seol In-ah-ssi…” he began, his voice husky with arousal.

“Call me Seol In,” she interrupted softly, her grip on him tightening slightly. “And I think it’s time we took this lesson… somewhere a little more private.” Her gaze flickered towards the door leading to the changing rooms.

Soobin’s eyes followed hers. The changing rooms were deserted at this hour, offering the privacy she suggested. The thought of being alone with her, naked and free to explore the desire that had been simmering between them, sent a wave of anticipation through him.

Without a word, he nodded, his gaze returning to her. Seol In-ah released her grip on him and turned, leading the way towards the shallow end of the pool and the entrance to the changing rooms. The way she moved, the sway of her hips beneath the wet swimsuit, was a constant reminder of the incredible body she possessed.

They stepped out of the pool, the cool air raising goosebumps on their wet skin. Soobin’s gaze lingered on the droplets of water clinging to Seol In-ah’s form-fitting suit, outlining every curve and contour with exquisite detail. He could clearly see the dark circles of her nipples pressing against the fabric, and the way the material clung to her buttocks, showcasing their plumpness and the tantalizing hint of the crevice beneath the slightly lowered zipper.

Seol In-ah turned to face him once they were inside the dimly lit changing room, the door swinging shut behind them with a soft click. The silence in the small space was thick with unspoken desire. Water dripped from their bodies, creating small puddles on the tiled floor.

“It’s a little cramped in here,” Seol In-ah murmured, her eyes scanning the row of empty lockers. “Maybe we could make it… more comfortable?” She reached up and slowly unzipped her swimsuit the rest of the way, the sound echoing in the quiet room. The fabric parted, revealing the creamy expanse of her chest, her perky breasts standing out proudly, their nipples hard and erect from the cool air and her mounting arousal.

Soobin’s breath hitched. The sight of her partially naked was even more breathtaking than he had imagined. He could feel his cock throbbing insistently against his shorts, eager to be freed.

Seol In-ah continued her slow undressing, her gaze never leaving his. She slid the straps of her swimsuit off her shoulders, and the wet fabric peeled away from her body, revealing her toned torso and the smooth curve of her stomach. With a final tug, the swimsuit dropped to the floor in a damp heap, leaving her completely naked before him.

Martin’s eyes devoured her, taking in every inch of her exquisite form. Her breasts were even more beautiful up close, perfectly round and full, with nipples that seemed to beckon his touch. Her waist was narrow, leading down to gently flared hips, and the dark triangle of hair at the apex of her thighs was a stark contrast to her pale skin, a clear indication of her readiness.

Seol In-ah smiled, a knowing, seductive smile that sent shivers down Soobin’s spine. She reached out and gently touched his chest, her cool, wet fingers tracing the outline of his pectoral muscles. “Now it’s your turn, Soobin,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

Soobin didn’t need any further encouragement. His fingers went to the waistband of his swim shorts, and he quickly pulled them down, freeing his thick, hard cock. It sprang out, fully erect and pulsing with anticipation, the head glistening with moisture.

Seol In-ah’s eyes widened as she took in the sight of his impressive erection. She reached out and gently cupped him in her hand, her touch sending a wave of pure pleasure through Soobin. “You’re even bigger than I thought,” she murmured, her thumb tracing the sensitive ridge beneath the head.

“And you,” Soobin replied, his voice thick with lust, his hands reaching out to cup her perfect breasts, his thumbs gently stroking her hard nipples. “You are even more beautiful naked.”

Seol In-ah leaned into his touch, her head falling back slightly as she moaned softly. “Show me, Soobin,” she whispered, her eyes locking with his. “Show me what you can do with this beautiful body.”

Without another word, Soobin leaned down and captured her lips in a passionate kiss, their naked bodies pressing together, the cool dampness of their skin mingling with the heat of their desire. The swimming lesson had definitely taken an unexpected, and incredibly erotic, turn.

Their kiss deepened, tongues tangling and exploring, a wet and eager exchange that spoke volumes of the pent-up desire that had finally been unleashed. Soobin’s hands, still cupping Seol In-ah’s breasts, began to knead and squeeze the soft flesh, his thumbs tracing the sensitive tips of her nipples, which had become rock-hard under his touch. Seol In-ah moaned softly against his lips, her own hands sliding down his chest, her fingers splaying across his toned abdomen, feeling the ripple of his muscles beneath her touch.

The cool air of the changing room was a stark contrast to the heat building between them, their naked bodies pressed together, skin slick against skin, a perfect fit. Soobin broke the kiss, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he gazed down at Seol In-ah’s beautiful face, her eyes dark with lust.

“You are incredible,” he murmured, his voice husky with desire.

“So are you, Soobin,” she replied, her own gaze tracing the length of his erect cock, which was now throbbing against her stomach. She reached down and guided his hand lower, her fingers intertwining with his as they both cupped her wet folds. Her juices were flowing freely, a clear indication of her arousal.

“I want you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I want you inside me, now.”

Soobin didn’t hesitate. He bent his knees slightly, lifting Seol In-ah up so that her legs wrapped around his waist, her slick vagina now perfectly aligned with the head of his throbbing cock. He paused for a moment, savoring the anticipation, the feeling of her hot, wetness so close.

Then, with a slow, deliberate thrust, he entered her, his thick cock sliding deep inside her tight, welcoming warmth. Seol In-ah gasped, her body clenching around him, her nails digging into his shoulders as she met his thrust with a fervent energy of her own.

They began to move together, their rhythm slow and sensual at first, each thrust a deliberate exploration of their newfound intimacy. Soobin’s hands found their way back to Seol In-ah’s breasts, kneading and squeezing as he fucked her, his thumbs circling her hard nipples, drawing out soft moans of pleasure from her lips.

The feeling of her incredibly tight vagina wrapped around his cock was intoxicating, a sensation that sent waves of pure ecstasy through him. He could feel her inner muscles clenching and releasing with each thrust, milking him with every movement. Seol In-ah’s head fell back, her eyes half-closed in bliss as she rode him, her hips grinding against his with increasing intensity.

“Oh, Soobin… fuck me,” she gasped out, her voice thick with passion. “Fuck me like you mean it.”

And Soobin obliged, his thrusts becoming deeper and harder, their bodies slapping together with a wet, rhythmic sound that echoed in the small changing room. He lifted her higher, her legs now wrapped tightly around his waist, allowing him to penetrate her even more deeply. Seol In-ah’s cries grew louder, more unrestrained, as she surrendered completely to the pleasure he was giving her.

Their pace quickened, the urgency of their desire taking over. Soobin’s hands roamed freely over Seol In-ah’s body, exploring every curve and contour, from the soft swell of her buttocks to the delicate arch of her back. Seol In-ah met his intensity with her own, her hips bucking against his with a frantic energy, her moans and cries a testament to the incredible sensations coursing through her.

He could feel himself nearing the edge, the pressure building within him, his cock throbbing insistently inside her. Seol In-ah, too, was reaching her peak, her body shaking with each intense thrust, her cries becoming almost animalistic.

Soobin began to move within Seol In-ah again, his thrusts now slow and deliberate, savoring the incredible tightness of her grip. He held her close, his hands gently caressing her back, feeling the subtle tremors that still ran through her from her initial orgasm.

Seol In-ah, her head resting against his shoulder, matched his pace, her hips rising and falling in a languid rhythm. The initial urgency had subsided, replaced by a deeper, more sensual exploration of their connection. She tilted her head back, her eyes meeting his, a soft smile gracing her lips. "That felt... amazing," she whispered, her voice still a little breathless.

"There's more where that came from," Soobin replied, his gaze filled with affection and desire. He leaned down and kissed her gently, their lips lingering in a tender embrace.

He then began to increase his pace, his thrusts becoming slightly deeper and more insistent. Seol In-ah responded in kind, her moans growing a little louder, her hands now sliding down his back to grip his buttocks, pulling him closer, deeper. The wet sounds of their bodies moving together filled the small changing room, a private symphony of their burgeoning passion.

Soobin focused on teasing her, varying his rhythm and depth, sometimes withdrawing almost completely before plunging back in, making her gasp with each deep penetration. He paid close attention to her reactions, her subtle shifts in posture, the way her breath hitched, using these cues to guide his movements and maximize her pleasure.

He brought his hands back to her breasts, kneading them gently, his thumbs circling her nipples, which were still incredibly sensitive. Seol In-ah’s moans intensified, and she began to writhe against him, her hips bucking with increasing urgency. “Oh, Soobin… that feels so good… please…” she whispered, her words laced with longing.

The intensity continued to build, and Soobin felt the familiar tightening within Seol In-ah's body that signaled her approach to another climax. Her cries grew more frantic, her nails digging lightly into his shoulders, her body shaking with anticipation. And then, it happened. A series of sharp, ecstatic cries ripped from her throat as her second orgasm washed over her, her inner muscles clenching fiercely around his cock, milking him with incredible intensity.

She remained still for a moment, panting heavily, her body still quivering from the force of her release. Soobin continued to hold her, his own arousal reaching a fever pitch, the feeling of her multiple orgasms driving him closer to his own.

After a few moments, Soobin began to move again, his thrusts now deep and powerful, his body completely consumed by the need to release. Seol In-ah, still sensitive from her recent climax, wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, meeting his thrusts with a fervent energy of her own. Their movements became more frantic, their breaths coming in ragged gasps, the air thick with the scent of their mingled sweat and desire.

He could feel the pressure building within him, the unmistakable signs that he was about to reach his own peak. His vision began to blur, and a low groan rumbled in his chest. He thrust deeper one last time, holding himself inside her as the final, overwhelming wave of pleasure washed over him, his thick semen erupting from his cock and flooding her tight vagina.

They both collapsed against the cool tile wall of the changing room, their bodies still intimately connected, their limbs heavy and languid. Their breathing was ragged, their hearts pounding in unison, the echoes of their shared ecstasy still lingering in the air. The silence that followed was filled with a profound sense of contentment and exhaustion.

Soobin held Seol In-ah close, their sweat-slick bodies intertwined, a bond forged in the heat of their passionate encounter. The swimming pool changing room, a place intended for simple preparations, had become the backdrop for a deeply intimate and unforgettable experience.

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