Check out the natatorium

Just thinking about it, how could you not want to go there? A part of the campus devoted solely to athletic college girls, getting wet in tight clothing.

Without sparing another second in this classroom you went intangible and started sailing upwards to get a birds eye view of the campus. It ended up being incredibly simple to notice a giant addition to the schools gym. You moved towards it at a breakneck pace.

And... disappointment struck.

You assumed that the worst case would be that the pool was empty. Unfortunately you weren't thinking about it's water content at the time.

The pool just plain wasn't finished. There were still pallets of tiles spread through out the building, and several bags of cement sitting inside the empty, only partial tiled pool.

By the looks of thing's you were a few weeks early.

You were pretty bummed that you weren't going to "bum" anyone in here. It was a stupid oversight you got way too excited about and all you had to show for it was a throbbing erection that still needed attention.

Just as you were about to fly off, somewhat dejectedly, and deal with your problem when you were stopped by the "clop" of heavy footsteps.

You glanced towards the noise. It was coming from a hallway off the side of the pool that was currently spitting out a warm yellow light in contrast to the natatorium's cold white ones. You wondered where that led for a moment before several forms shuffled out.

"You get a load of that teacher man? I'm telling ya..., the thing's I'd do to her..." A sweaty, rotund gentlemen stomped out wearing a high visibility vest, heavy work boots, and was in the process of putting on some work gloves.

"Yeah, in your dreams," A completely average looking man, wearing a nearly identical outfit, and sweating just as profusely laughed.

"Oh whatever!" The round man huffed, "The kid knows what I meant, right?"

"Uh...heh, sure." Heading up the rear was some awkward looking teenager that looked like he was working a summer job or something, also dressed and drenched identically to his two buddies.

You were starting to get used to dissappoint–

"Oh boy! I really hate having to write up sexual harassment reports I sure hope I can go the rest of the day without jackasses shouting out shit that piles more work on me!" Rolling her eyes, grabbing your attention, and strolling out a few steps behind the men from the other side of the hall was a petite blonde wearing the same outfit as the three men. Only she pulled it off way better.

It took you maybe three seconds to realize she would serve your purpose just fine and so you started running her down.

As you approached you took her all in. She had her dirty-blonde hair tied up in a cute bun at the back of her head. She was a full head shorter than you, and the other three guys. And she managed to make the bulky safety goggles sitting in front of her grey eyes look cute.

She was currently in the process of duct taping her long sleeves down around her gloves but you barely paid that any mind before you ripped the roll from her hands and threw it behind you, her glove going with it. Her arms instantly went limp and she stood up straight. You took that opportunity to flick her safety glasses off her face,

"Now suit up." The woman shouted inches from your chest, startling you a bit.

When you looked behind you the round fellow was sheepishly reaching for the roll of duct tape at his feet then went to tape his pants legs around his boots.

The petite blonde then signed and tried to walk right through you, but immediately bumped her nose into your chest.

"Where d'you think you're going?" You smirked down at the exhausted looking woman as she reflexively took half a step back to re-balanced herself.

Before she could even shift her weight to her other foot you put a hand on her hair bun, bent her face upwards and locked lips with her. She tasted faintly like cherry chap stick, positively radiated warmth, and smelled a sweet mixture of a mild bit of perfume and plenty of sweat. You took great pleasure in fondling her tongue with your own and reached your free hand down to fondle her other buns.

Just as you clamped a hand down on her solid rear that reflexively tightened even more at your touch, she sighed right into your mouth,

"I swah, deesh guish." She mumbled gently before you could pull your tongue from her mouth.

The moment you pulled back and released her hair, only to grab another handful of her rock solid ass, she shook her head gently from side to side.

You were really liking what you were feeling. She was a pretty cute girl, but you could tell, without a doubt, she pulled her weight around the work site. You kneaded and squeeze her rear as she just breathed gently into your chest, staring straight ahead. You took one last hard squeeze, lifting her up and pinning her against your bare form before you decided you needed to see the rest of her.

You set her back down gently her crotch brushing against your almost painful erection on her way down. Then you all but ripped her high-vis vest off her. Even though It was made to come off easy and resistant to tearing. Her tartan button up shirt wasn't nearly as resilient though. A few quick yanks and the buttons on it were sent flying, the girl stumbling forward each time you pulled, struggling to keep balance even as she looked ready to pack up and head home to relax. You helped her out of her destroyed shirt, as well as the plain white tank top she had on underneath. Moving onto her pants you slipped her belt open and unbuttoned her pants, but only got them and her panties bunched up around her knees atop her boots before you realized how little you cared to finish the job.

You admired your work for a moment as you plotted just how you were going to enjoy her and took note of her tan lines. Her skin overall was a healthier pink than either Valerie or Kayla, but her tan was contained to her face, neck, arms and a small irregular patch around her bellybutton. It was enough to tell you that she probably only ever got down to her tank top, and probably only at the work site during outside jobs.

You took a perverse pleasure in knowing that she'd probably never been this naked on a job in front of anyone else before. Despite the obvious reasons, it was nice to know you were using your powers for good, even if you were the only one that could actually enjoy it.

Just as you decided how you wanted to take her, the girl tried to waddle away from you. You quickly intercepted and pushed down on her shoulder's. Fully prepared to sweep her legs, but pleased at how willingly she got on her knees after a bit of pressure.

With her face at the perfect height you started to dock your cock. Her lips parting easily as you slowly began your invasion. You got two thirds of your meat in before she started to shudder slightly, her body attempting to eject the new intrusion. You responded by grabbing the back of her head and slamming in the rest of the way, a acion that caused a noisy, involuntary protest. You kept her there for a couple seconds, rocking your hips in small circles as her muffled coughs tried to escape around the seal you had made.

Once satisfied you pulled free and let her breath. She immediately gasped for air and let out a few short coughs, attracting a bit of attention, but she recovered quickly. You had barely placed her on her back before she was back to normal, albeit with a few tears added to her face.

With the girl now in her new position you hugged her knees, pinching her small yet solid thighs together and lifted her rear off the ground so you could better push your saliva soaked rod forward. You threaded through her thighs, grinding against her lower lips as you passed between her firm, toned legs. It turned out her spit wasn't nearly enough lube, but at this point you hardly cared. You had enough with toying around.

You started to pick up the pace. With your meat buried between a makeshift pussy, regardless of it's relation to a real one, her powerful, compact, and silky thighs were an amazing treat in their own right.

You're thighs clapped against hers magnificently, the acoustics in the giant pool room bouncing back the sound almost musically. The entire place was filled with the sounds of both tiles and you getting laid.

After a few more seconds of rhythmic pounding you couldn't hold back anymore. You moved her boots on to your shoulder, and pressed in tight before letting a wave after wave of cum out from between her thighs. You ended up getting her a few times in the face but most settled on her stomach and tan coloured bra you neglected to remove.

As you calmed down and caught your breath you found your mind was considerably clearer. It seemed no matter how much you came you never stopped craving it, but what else was new? At least you took care of the itch for now.

But now what? A thighjob was nice and all, but was that all you wanted?

As your breathing calmed down you finally noticed you weren't the only one. The girl you just dumped a load on was blushing lightly and breathing a little rough as her sleepy eyes glared at the ceiling. Between her legs you caught sight of a light glistening.