Battle in the swimming pool

It was midnight. I had just finished showering and was wearing only a plain white oversized shirt, half-reclining on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window. Listening to relaxing jazz, my eyes were fixed on the traffic on the elevated highway in the distance, moving from left to right, one car after another, intermittently. ...I was just watching unconsciously, occasionally glancing at the deep blue windowpane and the warm, comforting light in the room. Sometimes I would just drift off like this. It was a long time before I noticed the box on the table. The building manager had given it to me before I came in. A very elegant box, dark green, tied with a light green ribbon. There was also a pure white card. These past few days I've been busy with work, working late every day. These days, there probably aren't many young women as dedicated to their work as I am! But it's not all bad, except that the long working hours leave little time for dating. Relationships always come and go, rarely lasting more than a month. I opened the card: "Dear Xiaorong: Happy Birthday!" The neat handwriting was immediately recognizable as Ling's. Ling is my good friend and also my boss. "You did a great job on this case. You're getting five days off starting tomorrow. Take a good rest." Sure enough, it was Ling's signature at the end. I opened the box; inside was a blue floral swimsuit and a membership card for an indoor swimming pool. Judging from the material, the swimsuit was definitely expensive. Ling always has a high standard; even if her clothes aren't designer brands, they're always of excellent quality. I unbuttoned my shirt, let it fall to the floor, and stood naked in front of the mirror, putting on the birthday present. The swimsuit was high-cut, with the back completely cut out to the waist. It wouldn't suit someone without a good figure. But I was quite confident. Looking at myself in the mirror, I had a model-like figure: large, firm breasts, a slender waist, a round, perky bottom, and long, pink legs. If I were a man, I would definitely fall in love with this perfect body. Satisfied, I took off the swimsuit and lay naked on the bed. ...I usually sleep naked, at most covering my stomach with a towel. And so I drifted off to sleep. In the coffee shop, I gave a book to the stranger sitting across from me. He opened the book and immediately noticed the underwear tucked inside. "Was it worn?" "Yes, I was just wearing it." I gave him a sweet smile. "And now..." As I spoke, the stranger slipped his hand under my skirt, and I didn't resist. He quickly touched my sparse, soft pubic hair. "...No." The surrounding customers seemed to be constantly glancing at me (a beautiful woman without underwear is very attractive), but the stranger didn't seem to care and continued touching me. He gently stroked my genitals, parting my wet labia with three fingers, then teasing my slightly erect clitoris. Unconsciously, I let out a soft moan, shifting my legs uncomfortably, as if trying to feel the pleasure emanating from my genitals more deeply. "Ahhh..." The stranger suddenly inserted his fingers, causing me to cry out without regard for my image. Although everyone around me saw my lapse in composure, no one reacted. Those drinking coffee continued drinking coffee, those chatting continued chatting, but everyone's attention was focused on my table, as if watching television. The strange man sat down next to me, picked me up and placed me on his lap. He used his fingers to penetrate my vagina while his other hand went inside my t-shirt, kneading my light pink nipples. My nipples gradually hardened and became erect, as if they were about to burst out of the t-shirt. Yes, I wasn't wearing a bra, and my large, firm breasts stretched taut over my t-shirt, revealing a hand roaming over my breasts. His other hand was also thrusting rapidly and forcefully below. "Ah...ah...it hurts...oh...ahhh..." "Hmm, not bad, pretty and with a nice voice, you've got a high-class one..." I moaned as I released copious amounts of vaginal fluid, wetting his hand and my short skirt. At other tables, some customers had already started masturbating. "Come on, stand up and lie face down on the table." I was like a machine, unable to disobey his command, and could only obediently do as he said. He lifted my skirt to my waist, then brought his face close to my vulva and began to lick it with his tongue. As if savoring some delicacy, he hungrily sucked the fluids flowing from me, then used his tongue to send the saliva into my wet vagina. "Ah... right there... ah... ya... ah..." I looked lasciviously at the guests around me, moaning incessantly. Some seemed very satisfied, nodding repeatedly, their mouths half-open, as if praising something exceptionally wonderful. Others, lost in their own desire, lowered their heads to masturbate, but kept looking up at my beautiful and lascivious figure. The strange man used his nimble tongue to move in and out of my vagina, occasionally rubbing my clitoris and labia with his teeth. My vaginal fluids and his saliva made my vulva glisten, the tender red flesh opening and closing, and the sparse pubic hair lying flat against the delicate skin due to the moisture. My hands gripped the edge of the table tightly, my upper body slumped limply on it. My erect nipples felt the coldness of the table through my t-shirt, but my body felt incredibly hot. "Ah...ya...ahhh..." "Do you like me doing this to you?" "Yes...I like it...ahhh..." "Do you want me to fuck you properly?" "Ah...yes...ah...please fuck me...ah..." The stranger pulled down his pants, revealing his swollen, hard penis. He slid the head of his penis between my vulva and anus, and soon his penis was covered in my overflowing vaginal fluid. Now my genitals and his penis were wet enough. He tried to insert his penis, and after a long time, he finally managed to squeeze the entire head in. My labia, like a mouth, gripped his penis tightly. "Oh! So tight. Little beauty, you're squeezing me so well. I'm going to fuck you properly, don't waste it..." After he finished speaking, he began to thrust hard, inserting his hot penis all the way in, until the base of his penis pressed against my labia. Then came a series of irregular, forceful thrusts. The stranger was fucking me frantically from behind. My vagina felt a strange mix of pain and pleasure, and my juices flowed freely with the sounds of our bodies colliding, dripping down my inner thighs and onto the floor. The other customers around us had stopped what they were doing and were watching me being raped by the stranger without moving. The music playing in the coffee shop was drowned out by my moans. "Ah...ah...oh...ah...no...don't look at me like that...ah ah...ah...don't stop...ah..." I cried out in a very seductive voice, which made the stranger speed up his thrusts. Then he leaned forward and pulled off my t-shirt, revealing my snow-white breasts. As he fucked me, he kneaded my soft, large breasts with both hands, making my moans even more seductive. Finally, he grabbed my slender waist and pounded into me violently. "Ah...ahhh...ah...ah...I'm...I'm coming...ah...ah..." "Ahhhhhh..." With a scream, I reached orgasm, a large amount of hot liquid gushing from my vagina. As I gasped, the customer disappeared, the strange man disappeared, the coffee shop disappeared, but the sticky liquid from the orgasm remained, on my thighs and on my sheets.
...It was a dream. I wasn't in the coffee shop, I was in my own room. I lay on my soft bed. Sunlight streamed easily in through the floor-to-ceiling windows; it was dawn. I wondered what kind of day it would be to wake up on my birthday because of an orgasm? I smiled secretly. It had been so long since I'd had sex, and to have an orgasm in a dream—I didn't know how. Maybe it was a birthday present from an angel. I took a shower, feeling excited at the thought of not having to go to work today. Where should I go later?
...Oh right, didn't Ling give me a membership card for an indoor swimming pool yesterday? I can go swimming, and I can wear my birthday present, that beautiful swimsuit. So, after dressing up a bit, I drove my sports car to the address on the membership card and arrived at a fitness center. "Ms. Zhang Xiaorong? Welcome. Your swimming instructor is waiting for you at the poolside." A swimming instructor? This was clearly part of Ling's birthday present. That's just how she is; sometimes she seems a little too enthusiastic. Entering the changing room, I took off my white suit and put on the beautiful, revealing swimsuit, tying my long, glossy black hair into a ponytail. I admired my beautiful figure in the mirror; my full breasts proudly protruded forward, as if about to jump out of the swimsuit. I had to adjust the front slightly to avoid revealing my pink areolas. As I walked towards the heated pool, I noticed that there were very few swimmers, scattered sparsely around the perimeter. My appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention. A dark-skinned, muscular young man walked towards me. "You must be Miss Zhang Xiaorong! I'm your personal trainer." The trainer seemed very skilled with girls, probably having fooled quite a few! But I don't really like this type of guy; too arrogant. First, he led me through warm-up exercises. Some people were watching me intently, afraid of missing any embarrassing moments. Luckily, my swimsuit fit well, holding me tight and not revealing anything I shouldn't.
...Actually, I can swim, so I don't need the trainer to teach me from scratch. He wanted me to swim once to show him. "Very good. But some movements could be improved..." He had me start with the basic kicking motion, supporting my waist in the water. "Don't bend your knees, keep your legs as straight as possible..." He said, moving his hand towards my thigh. I felt something was off and wanted to stop him. However, I suddenly remembered that this might be another gift from Ling, and doing so might be ungrateful! I could only remain calm and continue practicing the kicking motion. Seeing that I didn't resist, the coach placed his hand directly on my private parts. Because these actions were in the water, the others who were peeking at me didn't notice. "Okay, take a break now." During the break, his hand remained on my private parts. "Xiao Rong, you're a rare beauty." "Um...no, not at all." I blush when praised, let alone when he put his hand on me there... I lowered my head shyly. Soon after, I continued practicing kicking. He carefully slipped his fingers under the edge of my swimsuit between my legs and placed them between my labia. Because of my leg movements, his fingers rubbed against my vaginal opening, and soon my vaginal fluid began to flow. I looked at the coach, panting heavily, but he still nonchalantly told me to continue. I finally couldn't take it anymore, and my legs drooped limply. The coach then led me to a more secluded corner of the pool, away from the others. Then he began to slip his hand inside my swimsuit and insert his fingers into my vagina. "What's this sticky, slippery stuff?" he whispered in my ear. "...It's...it's...my...my...my...my...my juices..." I could only answer haltingly. His other hand kneaded my soft breasts through my swimsuit, making them deform strangely in his hands. I thought I was about to be raped by him in the pool. "Oh...no...be gentle...a little gentler...ah...ah..." His fingers went in and out of my vagina, making me moan. "Shh...keep it down, you slut, do you want others to know? Be careful they don't gang rape you." I could only try to control my voice, burying my face in his chest, letting him ravage me. After thrusting for a while, he pulled out his already erect penis in the water, pulled the bottom of my swimsuit aside, and inserted it directly. "Ah..." "Oh...I didn't know you were so slutty, your vagina is quite tight!" He boldly swayed his hips up and down in the water, letting his huge penis go in and out of my vagina. "Ah...ah...ah..." I didn't dare to scream too loudly, and I squeezed his waist tightly with my legs in the water. "Baby, do you like it? Want it to be more intense?" "Ah...yes...more intense...ah ah..." I hadn't had sex like this with anyone in a long time, so I really needed a man's penetration. Besides thrusting into me, he also touched my anus with his fingers. When I wasn't careful and loosened my grip, his fingers immediately went in. "Ah ah...it hurts...it hurts so much...be gentle...ah...ah..." Due to his thrusting, a lot of water rushed into my vagina and anus. Under his stimulation, the inner walls of my anus were cleaned very thoroughly and became extremely sensitive. Because of the attack of his fingers and penis, I reached orgasm after about twenty minutes. A lot of fluid splattered in the clear water of the swimming pool. I lay limply on the coach, but he still didn't want to let me go. He turned me around, spread my buttocks from behind, and inserted his penis into my anus. "Ah... oh... it hurts... it really hurts... don't put it in my anus... please... it hurts..." I had never tried anal sex before. The finger insertion was already my limit, and now he was forcing his huge penis in, making me almost faint from the pain. I struggled desperately to break free. However, my struggles only excited him more, and his even larger penis began thrusting in and out of my anus. Tears immediately welled up in my eyes. But perhaps because I was naturally too lewd, after a while, I actually felt pleasure beyond the pain, and my juices flowed again, and I began to moan seductively again. "Ah... coach... ah... someone... someone is watching... ahh..." I noticed several pairs of eyes were already looking in our direction. "Oh... no... it's okay, maybe later... we can let them... gang rape you." But actually, they were very timid, only daring to watch from the sidelines. ...Maybe they thought we were a couple! "Baby, do you like anal sex now?" "Ah...ah...I hate it...ahhh...ah..." "Look at you, so lewd, I really want to devour you." To be honest, I've completely fallen in love with anal sex now. The combination of pain and pleasure is truly heavenly. He pulled down the straps of my swimsuit, revealing my white breasts. I covered them with my hands, afraid of being seen by others. But he moved my hands away and kneaded my nipples with his fingers while vigorously fucking me, thrusting more than two hundred times, bringing me to a second orgasm. He also ejaculated into my anus almost simultaneously. We hugged each other, panting. He helped me put my swimsuit back on and whispered in my ear, "Baby, fucking you is so comfortable. There's nothing more wonderful in the world than fucking you. Happy birthday." I kissed him lightly, then blushed and ran back to the changing room.

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