Teach Me (Part 1) – by K
[This is readerxgirl smut. You’ve been informed.]
On a scorching summer day that was way too hot to go to the outdoor pool in your neighborhood, you and your friends decided to head downtown to the huge indoor pool to beat the heat. There was a group of four hot guys playing around the pool when you and your friends got there and it was the perfect number; each of you could have a boy for yourself.
The guy you paired up with had his hair cut down really short. You lounged beside the pool as he told you about how he just recently completed his military service. He went on and on about how early in the morning he had to wake up and about how much he worked out. Quite frankly, he was boring you to death but you continued to listen with interest because his face, skin, and body were perfect!
You glanced over to the other side of the pool to see your friends having a blast with the other guys. They were throwing each other into the deep end of the pool, screaming and laughing with sheer joy. You felt a little jealous watching them. They could actually enjoy the pool while you had to sit on the sidelines watching. You never learned how to swim, you were actually so afraid of drowning that you didn’t even want to try.
“What did you say your name was, again?” you asked turning back to him. He was looking off into the distance with envy.
“Chang Sun,” he replied, still looking at the other side of the pool. “Let’s go over there and talk,” he offered, standing up and reaching for your hand.
You shrugged and followed him over, sitting on the beach chairs closest to the water. “You know you’re very beautiful,” he said with a smile, reaching out to touch your exposed thigh. The way Chang Sun kept staring at you made you feel so uncomfortable so you looked away and in that one second, he grabbed both of your arms and sent you flying into the 12 ft side of the pool.
Your screams were cut short by the sting of the water as you came in contact with it. It quickly swallowed you up as you continued to scream, water filling your mouth. You waved your arms franticly in an attempt to pull yourself to the surface but you only sunk deeper, closer to the bottom. The water turned black around you as you sunk deeper, deeper, the pool transforming into a dark abyss. You silently made your peace with God as you felt your life slipping away quickly, as the water filled your lungs, as you lost consciousness.
The last thing you felt were a pair of slender arms wrap around your waist and pull you in, holding you close. You were going to meet God soon.
Warm soft lips. Pleasantly soft lips. Your eyes flew open and you coughed the water from your lungs. Those same slender arms you felt before you ‘died’ wrapped themselves around your shoulders and pulled you up to a sitting position.
Chang Sun quickly came to your side and knelt beside you. “Oh my god! I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you couldn’t swim. Please forgive me!” he practically begged.
You glared at him in disgust. “Whatever,” you spat coldly, pushing him away. The sight of his perfect face made you sick, now. His childish actions nearly killed you!
Your friends shooed him away and came to your side. “We’re so sorry. We panicked. We didn’t know what to do!” your friend JiNa explained apologetically. “Good thing the life guard was on duty otherwise…” her words trailed off as she let her imagination fabricate the worst case scenario.
“Alright, everyone back up. I need to get her to the office to make a report. And no more rough housing!” an assertive, yet fragile voice came from behind you. The arms helped you to your feet and when she stepped in front of you to lead you to the office you froze. She was beautiful, in a boyish way.
She sat down across from you, a large wooden desk creating a comfortable distance between you. She slid a pen and lined sheet of paper toward you. “Okay. I need you to write a statement for me. I understand things may be a little fuzzy for you right now but just try to focus, alright?” She assured you with a tight-lipped smile. “I’m also going to administer some precautionary first aid to you, to make sure you haven’t sustained any substantial injuries besides a bit of shock.”
You nodded and began writing down everything you could remember from the incident while she checked your blood pressure and reflexes. When you were done writing, she clapped her hands together and took the paper from you, reading it out loud.
She lowered the paper when she finished reading your statement and looked directly into your eyes. “You don’t know how to swim.” It sounded like a mixture between a question and a statement. You shook your head slowly, feeling embarrassed.
“It’s okay. I teach classes if you’d like to join.”
You shook your head again. “I’m awkward when I’m in groups. I’d rather not.”
She chucked. “It’s okay. I offer private lessons, too. So you have no excuse. I don’t want you to drown again so I’m offering to teach you how to swim.”
“You’re going to teach me?”
She nodded, leaning forward, “Only if you’re willing.”
Your lessons started the following week. You met on Mondays and Wednesdays in the afternoon when only ajummas and ajusshis were at the pool. She was very patient and comforting even on the first day when you almost cancelled your lesson for fear of another drowning episode.
After three weeks, she challenged you to swim to the 12ft end of the pool. At first you were hesitant, but you knew that because of her, you were now a strong swimmer. If you backed down from her challenge, she would be very disappointed in you.
As you reached the far end of the pool and turned around to head back to the shallow end an idea popped into your head. I should shock her by pretending to drown. OMG she would freak out so bad! You started flailing your arms erratically and screaming, bobbing your head under the water. Within seconds she had her arms around you and was pulling you to the edge of the pool but you noticed something; one of her hands was cupping your breast. It actually felt good the way she was squeezing you close to her chest. You could feel her breast pressing against your back. What’s wrong with me? She’s a fucking girl!
She dragged you out of the pool and laid you down on the tile, you held your breath. You wanted her to give you mouth to mouth before you surprised her. She checked to see if you were breathing, then muttered a curse and held your nose. Tilting your head back, she placed her mouth to yours and attempted to breathe into you but you slipped your tongue into her mouth and opened your eyes wide! “Surprise!” you giggled as she jumped back, startled. The taste of her still lingered on your lips, sweet and bitter like a mixture of bubble gum and chlorine.
From the look on her face you could tell she wasn’t amused. She stood up, glaring at you, and stalked to her office. You hurriedly scrambled to your feet and followed behind her into the small room, closing and locking the door behind you. “You’re not mad are you?” you asked shyly.
“Yes I’m mad! I was terrified when I saw you out there drowning! What the hell man? Do you think it’s funny? I thought you were dying!” her voice was loud and threatening, her eyes flashing with anger.
“Stop yelling,” you whimpered, shrinking back into the corner. You hated it when people yelled. “I’m sorry. I just wanted to joke around with you. It was stupid.” You voice wavered. You were on the verge of tears.
“No. No. Don’t cry.” Her voice softened as she came closer, wiping away the few tears that trickled down your cheeks. She pulled you into her arms again, holding you flush against her chest. You could feel her breast pressing against yours – it felt good.
“Amber,” you whispered.
“What is it?”
“Can I tell you something embarrassing?”
She nodded, leaning back to look into your eyes, still holding onto your waist.
“I really like it when you hold me. And I know it’s weird since we’re both girls but I think I have a crush on you.” Her eyes widened and you gulped, waiting on her response.
She averted her eyes nervously then, locked her gaze on you, slowly leaning forward. “I-I-…” Her lips met yours in a sweet, slow, passionate kiss. You slipped your tongue into her mouth again, this time with her readily accepting it and reciprocating your action. She slid her tongue past your lips and flicked it against the roof of your mouth, giving you sensations you’d never felt before. Your lips disconnected for only a fraction of a second as you pulled her soaking wet t-shirt over her head, revealing her equally soaked sports bra.
She gripped your waist harder and forced down your bikini bottom, making them fall to your ankles. You gasped as she pressed her hand between your thighs and started teasing your clit with her thumb. She added more pressure and you moaned against her soft lips. You needed more of her. Lifting your leg up and wrapping it around her waist, you pulled her in closer and exposed your core to her. She slid her fingers inside you and pushed them in deep, moaning and biting your bottom lip.
You clutched her shoulders as you wished for her bra to disappear. You took the initiative and rolled the bottom of her sports bra up, revealing her small yet perfect breasts. You slid your hands up her sides and kneaded her breasts, making her moan into your open mouth as you kissed. You couldn’t force yourself to pull away from her soft, sweet lips. She tasted so good. She was a drug.
“Can I? Suck them?” you breathed between kisses. She nodded, regretfully tearing her lips away from yours and waited for your next move. You placed soft, open-mouthed kisses along her neck, leading down to her collar bone. You took that opportunity to pull her bra all the way off, evening the playing field. She tangled her fingers in your damp hair as you hesitantly took her nipple into your mouth, swirling your tongue around in small circles. Her head fell back and she moaned loudly as you started flicking your tongue faster and pinching her other nipple between your fingers with your free hand. Your other hand was in her swim trunks, teasing her clit. She screamed and pulled your hair harder as you plunged your fingers deep into her wetness. Her walls squeezed your fingers tight, turning you on even more. You’d never done this before with a girl but it felt so natural and right. You pumped your fingers in and out of her, keeping your pace as she started to ride, rolling her hips seductively.
She took the dominant role again, pinning you against the wall and attacking your neck with her teeth. It took every cell and every fragment of discipline in your body to push her away. “Amber, let’s finish this at your place.”
She nodded, wrapping her arms around you again and giving you a tight squeeze. “You’re right. Let’s hang out here until I lock up the pool tonight and then we can continue,” she laughed, brushing back your damp hair and kissing you on the forehead.