Depth Charge

Your muscles ache as you walk to the train station, effects of the first proper workout in a while. Your loins are aching with something else though. The entrapment of Jiwoo's thighs and the ridged warmth of her mouth left a burning desire within you, something you're determined to fulfill.

In all honesty, you weren't about to take this swimming course all that seriously. Just something to fulfill the mandatory 'personal exercise' slot on your report card. Lee Jiwoo flipped that lackluster will on its head, and you're now laser focused like you've never been with any physical activity before.

Besides the exercises she recommended to help you along, you do others as well. Swimming isn't the only physical skill you're trying to improve, after all. Ecstatic as you were to have an actual woman bring you to orgasm, you reached it concerningly, embarrassingly fast.

So you look up and perform all sorts of things; pelvic exercises, healthier foods that improve semen quality, and staying hydrated.

When the next lesson finally rolls around, you're well prepared. Jiwoo shows up in the same black swimming outfit that drove you crazy last week, though covered up by a loose grey sweater.

"Well, good evening," she greets you, smirking as she glances down at your bulge, already hard. "You ready for today, rookie?" 

"Absolutely." 

"Follow me."

You do the basic warming up exercises as before; stretching and breathing, mostly. Jiwoo then leads you into the shower stalls, nigh empty at this day and hour. Taking you into one, she closes the curtain and instructs you to sit down on the changing bench.

"So..." she licks her lip, eyeing your cock as it springs free from your shorts. " ...ready to focus?"

"Mhm," you nod, your cock twitching in search of her touch. She chuckles and wraps her hand around it, doing a few slow pumps that make you groan. 

"So damn eager for me, this guy'll need a proper draining." Jiwoo ties her hair in a bun and kneels, her breaths hot against your tip. She wastes no further time and takes you in, wrapping her lips around you.

You sigh and grunt as she engulfs the rest of your shaft, pressing her nose against your pelvis. Jiwoo moans and you can feel her relaxing her throat, accepting you just a little bit deeper.

She starts moving, her tongue flat against your underside. Her fingers work in tandem with her mouth, rolling pumps that stimulate you where her mouth isn't. 

Jiwoo maintains eye contact the whole time, raising a brow a couple minutes in. She hums around your shaft and your hips buck into her, making her gag and pull off.

"Fuck, you're eager. And...lasting longer, too. Impressive," she smirks, catching a breath. She goes again but harder, faster. "S–Shit, Jiwoo noona..."

Her tongue sits idle no longer, swirling around your sensitive head and slit, slobbering saliva all over her chin and making these nasty, lustful slurping noises. The raised intensity soon proves too much for you, feeling your release knocking on your doors.

"Ahh...noona, that's it, don't stop, don't stop, I'm so close," you whimper, holding on for a climax—that doesn't come. Jiwoo stops abruptly, squeezing the base of your shaft. 

You whine at the denial of your orgasm, holding Jiwoo's head. "Noona...why?" She stays right in place, not making any sound. Only after a whole minute does she release you, smirking. "Be...patient. You've lasted this long, you can go longer." The cycle restarts, working you right to the edge and stopping again.

You're practically begging at this point, shivering and whining needily. "Please, I wanna cum..." Jiwoo gets going again, a bit faster from the start. This time she doesn't stop, moaning and gagging on your cock as you're close to busting. 

When you cum, you do so with a broken sob, arching your back off the wall. Your release is explosive, pent-up from Jiwoo's edging. Heavy spurts of your spunk drench her mouth, some going straight down her throat.

Jiwoo hums throughout your climax, fluttering her eyes. She swallows in loud gulps with you still inside her, arousing you enough to squeeze out a little bit more cum, absolutely draining your reserves.

Both your breaths are ragged when she pulls off, though you're decidedly more wrecked than she is. 

Jiwoo smiles and wipes her mouth, rising to her feet. "Well? Got it all out...of your system?" she pants, licking her lips.

You offer a weak nod in response, your eyes half-lidded. "Good. Come on, we haven't even started yet!" She laughs and turns around, heading for the pool. You take a second and stand up, walking in tow with a slight twitch in your steps.

The lesson goes, well, swimmingly. You learn new skills and apply them quite well. Fairly textbook by most accounts, but not to you. This is an achievement and a half.

"That's what I'm talking about! Up top!" Jiwoo exclaims excitedly as you finish up, offering a high-five which you take some time to hit, so expended are your physical capacities. 

The bizarre "pre-focus exercise" really did work, though not in the way Jiwoo laid out. No such thing as being too drained to get hard for her, not after one release. 

Rather it's the guarantee, the promise that you'll get another go on the next lesson that spurs you to perform to the best of your abilities.

Next week can't come fast enough, with you filling in what gaps you had (and 'borrowed') from your course work towards exercises.

The lesson rolls around, Jiwoo gets a lot more daring. She does the whole thing right beneath the surface of the pool, risking a stern dismissal by the lifeguard at the very least.

That naughty thrill, along with the mind-numbing contrast between the cold pool water and Jiwoo's hot mouth makes your eventual climax more intense. So much so that you dip your face under the surface to scream into the water as you cum, getting a good proper view of Jiwoo's handiwork at the same time. Tight as the seal of her lips are, a few drops of semen float away here and there.

"Noona, I have a proposition," you tell her as you finish warming up on the next lesson. "Yeah? What is it?" Jiwoo asks, halting the usual steps towards the locker room.

You fidget with the swim trunks housing your erection, taking a deep breath before offering, "How about...no focusing exercise today, but! You give me a challenge at the end. And if I succeed, I get a reward!" 

Jiwoo lets out an intrigued hum, the corner of her mouth tugging upwards as she tilts her head and puts her hands on her hips. Gosh, that is so fucking hot, but you got to hold your ground.

"Getting confident, rookie? Or cocky, should I say?" she chuckles, crossing her arms. "Alright. I'll bite. What kinda reward do you want?"

You brave a confident smile as you answer, "I'll tell you about it if I succeed." Satisfied, Jiwoo claps her hand and heads for the pool, excitement evident in her steps. "Well, let's not waste any time then. Come on!"

The lesson carries on without much drama, ferrying you towards the big event; the challenge. Pretty simple on paper; you have to do a certain number of laps within a time limit. Not quite so simple for your physique and skill though, so it's a proper challenge.

With your burning passion for self-improvement—though for mostly the reward you had in mind, really, you take it up. Applying everything you had learned so far, plus a little bit more.

Your efforts pay off, completing the last required lap by the skin your teeth. "And time. Holy moly, you got real close—0.62 seconds to spare! Well done, rookie! Good shit!" 

Your ears are still adjusting from being immersed in water for so long plus the incredible physical demand, but you can hear Jiwoo's excited hollers reverberating around the wide space. The tension and soreness in your body melts away a little.

You wipe your face and glance at Jiwoo, the woman still watching her stopwatch with a level of genuine awe you've never seen from her before. "He...he really did it. Wow, unbelievable." You scoff and pull yourself up, sitting on the edge. "Are you that blown away?"

Jiwoo's eyes dart between you and the timepiece, her mouth stammering with glee. "W–Well, yeah! This is incredible!" Her voice becomes smaller, less polished. "To be honest, I didn’t expect you to clear it."

You laugh and lay a hand on your chest, your lungs still recovering from the great feat. "So, what's that...reward you were talking about? I'll grant it, whatever it is!" Jiwoo states, crouching beside you.

Your lips curve into a knowing smirk, though you're still panting. "I'll...I'll let you know, noona." The last word is stressed just a bit beyond normal.

Jiwoo concurs and rises to her feet, straightening her outfit. "Well, take your time, catch a proper breath. You earned it. I'll...go ahead and clean up first, okay?"

You nod, watching her ass sway as she walks away. Her steps are a bit different than usual though, a different rhythm. You raise a brow at this, but shrug it off. Right now, you're determined to get that reward from her.

Having cooled down, you silently make your way to the showers. But instead of going into your favorite spot, you tiptoe towards the only one that's occupied, water already running.

As you get close, your ears pick up other sounds among the trickling of the water. Sighs, along with something smaller, rhythmic, wet. Right as you arrive, another joins the ensemble; a quiet, but definite moan. Moaning your name.

You peek through the curtain and what you find sends a surge of energy through you. Lee Jiwoo is sitting on the bench, her eyes half lidded, her mouth agape, and her hands touching herself. One kneads her supple breasts, the other digs into her cunt with two fingers. Her long hair is also down, making her look all the more dazzling.

Your erection is the hardest it's ever been, almost painful even against your elastic garment. Your own fingers find your crotch, rubbing it slowly. A particular move of Jiwoo's fingers elicit a yelp out of her, along with jolting her eyes open.

Eyes that land right on you. She yelps and scrambles to her feet, covering herself poorly. "W–What are you doing...how long have you been looking?"

You gulp and stride in past the curtains, your eyes fixed on her. "Long enough. Seemed real nice, whoever it was you're imagining."

"T–That's..." she stammers, "None of your—what are you doing in here anyways? Why aren't you in your own shower?!" 

"Actually, I was coming over for my reward," you reply smugly, now with some newfound confidence.

"Your...reward? Here, now? Why didn't you wait for me to finish up?" she hisses, turning her body as if it'll do anything to hide her. "Because...the reward is you, Lee Jiwoo."

She bites her lip and lets out a small whine. You'd miss it if you weren't so hot for her right now. "M–Me?"

"Yeah. To be honest..." You step closer into the shower. "I decided I wasn't satisfied with just your mouth on me. I wanted...more of you."

Jiwoo's too mortified to comment, shrinking into herself somewhat. "And the only way I could think of getting that was right here, in this shower," you continue, taking another step.

"Now, I was gonna be real nervous and excited, not sure if you were gonna let me. But now I see..." Your eyes leer over her hungrily, tracing her slender figure, her curves, that tantalizing pussy half-hidden by her quivering hands. "...you're just as eager for more of me, Jiwoo-ya."

Jiwoo whimpers—actually whimpers, sitting back down on the bench. "That's n–not true! How dare you say that!"

"Oh really? Then why were you fingering yourself to my name just now, hm? Care to explain that, Jiwoo-ya?" Another step and you're close enough to really see and smell her true feelings. "Or are you gonna tell me there happens to be another dude with the exact same name that you're hot for?"

Jiwoo scrunches her face hard, your presence domineering in this small space. "You...i–it's...that—"

"Tell me, Jiwoo. Say it straight and sure to my face that you weren't getting off to me earlier. Then maybe I'll believe you," you purr. Sure enough, Jiwoo can't say it, her mouth trembling in silence before dashing out a deflection. "Why...why'd you drop the honorifics? Who are you calling me Jiwoo-ya?"

"Tsk tsk. I read up your profile on the site. Turns out you're over year younger! Here I was calling you noona," you laugh. "You do give that vibe, to be fair."

Jiwoo makes another helpless sound, unable to look at you directly. "Though...it seems like you like being called the other way better. Am I wrong, Jiwoo-ya?"

You ooze in some extra sweetness with that name, and that sets her off. She grunts and leaps to her feet, crashing against you. Her lips claim yours with a spirited want, devouring it sloppily, tongue probing every possible push point.

You're caught off-guard for a second, but reciprocate right after. You deepen the kiss with equal fervor, exchanging your saliva with hers, slobbering all over your faces. The taste of chlorine, sweat, and something inherently hers mix together, creating a burst of flavors that numb your mind.

Your hand explores her body, mapping the expanses of her bare back, sliding down to squeeze her perky ass. Jiwoo lets out a needy whine into your mouth, chasing it as you pull off to lean down toward her tits, getting good mouthfuls of each. Your tongue swirls around her sensitive, stone hard nipples, earning a broken shriek. 

Jiwoo doesn't keep you there for long though, pulling you up to face her again. She briefly stares you down with lust before latching onto your lips again, her hands reaching, clawing for your trunks. You promptly do away with them yourself, tossing them onto some corner of the stall. 

Jiwoo pulls away with a gasp, her gaze snapped down to your throbbing shaft with equal nerve and fascination. She looks up at you again as she wraps her fingers around it, making you groan.

"I want it. I want it in me so bad, give it to me already," Jiwoo whispers, almost sobbing. You slide your fingers along her folds, feeling her juices leaking, much warmer than the shower water. Jiwoo flinches at the contact, but her hips seek you out more. 

"You want it so bad, Jiwoo? Tell me." You part her pussy lips and curl a finger in, earning a choked cry from her. "How long have you been touching yourself to me?"

"Fuck! Since...ever since that first day. Since I had it between my thighs, it—" You insert another finger and her hips jerk forward, stealing a breath from her lips. "I couldn't stop...stop thinking about it. How you'd feel inside me, stretching me out—ahh! Shit!"

Jiwoo's breathless confessions get to you, and you flip her around, her ass facing you. You kiss and slurp at the skin of her neck and shoulders, rubbing your tip between her cheeks. "I couldn't stop thinking about it either, Jiwoo-ya. How your pussy would feel all wrapped around me."

Jiwoo shudders and reaches behind for your butt, trying to push you into her. "Then stop—fucking—teasing...and put it inside me already. Fuck me!" she roars.

"Ah-ah." You push along her slit instead of into it, just rubbing the head between the folds. "Put it inside me...what, Jiwoo-ya?"

Jiwoo snaps her head around, shooting a fiery, but desperate gaze. You hold it until she submits, which doesn't take long. "P–Put it inside me...oppa." 

"There you are." You slide your tip into her properly, pushing past her folds. Jiwoo lets out a broken cry, her body trembling and her nectar leaking faster. "Tell me more. How bad do you want this dick?"

No hesitation this time. "I–I want it filling me up. I want my pussy to mold to it so perfectly that I remember your shape before your name...I want it so bad, oppa! Give it to me!"

You oblige and slide the rest of the way in, silencing  her needy squeaks then turning them into a piercing scream as you push past some kind of soft wall. "Wait, you...you're a virgin too, Lee Jiwoo?" 

She nods furiously, biting her lip and whimpering. "Then how...how were you so—fuck! Good with the...the mouth?" You push in another centimeter.

"I, I, I...some nasty ex b–boyfriend and random strangers. Never—ughhh! Never got past the blowjobs, so that's...all know. Keep going, please!

"You sure? It won't hurt?"

"I'll...manage. Give it all to me, oppa..."

So you do, sliding forward until you bottom out. You breathe out a held gasp, feeling Jiwoo's unbelievable cunt welcome you. It's mind-numbingly tight and yet velvety, flexible. Pushing back with just the right pressure. Words and porn videos can't do justice at how phenomenal this actually feels.

"J–Jiwoo-ya! I'm...iniside you!"

"Yeah! I can...oh my God! It's so...so much bigger in my pussy than in my mouth! I'm so full, oppa!" After taking a minute to adjust, you begin thrusting. Your rhythms are initally sloppy, even slipping out twice. 

That cycle is soon perfected though, your combined moans and cries beating out the rush of the shower water. The vagina is entirely different to your hand and even her mouth, so you have to reconfigure your brain to try and last longer.

Jiwoo doesn't seem to be bothering to, however. The dredges of your shaft into her walls sends her brain haywire, her jaws slacked open with her tongue sticking out, making way for the most primal, unhinged noises you've ever heard a woman make.

The sight and sensation is steering you fast towards climax as well, and you grind to a stop, trying not to move another inch as you let the build-up plateau.

"Oppa..." Jiwoo mewls deliriously. "I'm getting close, I can't stand it...you're too—too good..."

"I–I know, Jiwoo-ya. I don't...I'm gonna bust too. But not yet. I wanna...I wanna look at you." Having sufficiently paused, you pull out and turn her around, her back against the wall.

You lift up one of Jiwoo's long legs and line up, thrusting back in with one continuous motion. Jiwoo sobs and throws her head back, her arms wrapped around your neck for dear life. 

The new position stretches her cunt tighter, finding it harder to pull back. Once you fine tune the effort needed, the reward is exhilarating. Jiwoo's pleas somehow get louder than they already were, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Oppa! Too much, too good! Don't...don't sto–op! Right there..."

"You are so fucking hot, Lee Jiwoo. I can't...hold it either. Where do you want it? Tits? Ass? Face?" you wheeze.

Jiwoo's on the precipice of comprehension, but her demand is clear "Inside! Don’t pull out, do it i–inside! Ahh...fu–uck!" 

"What? Inside? I'm not—mmmhh! No protection, Jiwoo-ya! You could get pregnant!"

"I'll...deal—with it, later! Umhhh! P–Pills, whatever, just...breed me! Breed me! Bree—gyah!" Jiwoo's orgasm barrels through her like a truck, shattering every single one of her overstimulated senses. Her cries are long and guttural. Intense quakes rattle her entire body, arching and convulsing rapidly, her skin slapping the walls.

You break at the same time, screaming her name as you unleash a torrent of seed deep into her, a gargantuan rush that whites out your vision. Jiwoo's nails claw into your back, her raised heel keeping you buried deep inside as her cunt clamps down with an unfathomable force. Wave after wave spurts out of you, more plentiful and intense than her mouth could coax out.

It feels like hours have passed when you both calm down, laying on the floor tangled, the shower water bouncing off your skin like an idle witness. 

You stare blankly past her shoulders, contemplating the absolute volley of events that just occurred in the past twenty minutes.

“Jiwoo-ya…Lee Jiwoo. You alright? You good?”  Jiwoo jolts into consciousness upon hearing your voice, her head turreting lazily. “Mmh…huh?”

“Oh, you're alive,” you chuckle weakly, stroking her wet hair. “That was…I'm fucking speechless. We came so hard…” Jiwoo laughs dazedly, her hands reaching out for your cheek. You crane your neck forward and kiss her, slowly and softly this time.

“Thank you, Jiwoo-ya. Thank you for…granting my reward, for letting me be your first. You're the best coach ever,” you whisper, soft and honest. Jiwoo smiles and hums, kissing back. “You're welcome. Thanks for…for making me feel really good, o–oppa. I won't forget it.”

“You better not,” you chuckle, pulling out. Your cum leaks like a waterfall from her swollen folds, a distinct white puddle against the dark floor. “Shit…there's—you came so much, oppa. I'm gonna have to clean up real well.”

“Let me help with that.” Both of you push yourselves up, holding onto each other for support. You clean up, clinging to your shared warmth in the rapidly cooling evening.

“Hey, um…Jiwoo-ya.” You fidget with your fingers and shake slightly, your boost of confidence gone with the lack of libido. “I've got, er…there's—I wanna ask you s–something.”

Jiwoo giggles at you, drying herself with a towel. “What is it? Spit it out, it's fine!” You breathe hard, clenching your jaws and fists to brace yourself. “Do you…wanna, like, hang out? Like, o–outside the…lessons, I mean.” Your voice trails off near the end.

Jiwoo smiles and blushes, twirling her own fingers. “Are you…asking me out?” You snap to attention and nod firmly. “Y–Yeah, I mean…yeah! Uh–huh!”

Jiwoo throws her arm around your neck, being a centimeter taller than you. “Sure. Let's go out. Wanna go somewhere after this?” Your eyes light up, exclaiming in excitement. “Yes! I mean, yeah. I'm buying! There's this—oh, I gotta change outfits though. My OOTD’s giving pretentious bum.” 

Jiwoo cackles, the bright sound ringing in your ear.  “I think you look pretty good. But, if you wanna dress up, sure…oppa.” Both of you giggle, hearing it now is different. “It sounds kinda weird now. I must’ve been super horny, just throwing it around like a lifeline.”

You scoff, gathering your stuff. “Well, you're gonna get used to it. Meet you outside, Jiwoo-ya!” you wave and she waves back brightly. You walk towards your locker with a skip in your step, excited for a big new step in your life. New experiences with Jiwoo. For tonight, less carnal and more…culinary. Maybe carnal again after, who knows?