You are too excited for the big day

It’s the big day! You can’t wait! You’re so excited that it makes hiding your hard on a bit of a problem. Eventually you decide that you’ll be carrying around a kickboard for the day. For better or worse the kickboard can’t also hide your nipples. That might be a problem since Charlotte turned out to be a piercing artist. She’d talked you into straight barbell piercings for both of your nipples. The shining studs on either sides of your nipples look soo sexy. You healed so quickly, when you woke up in the morning all traces of swelling were gone like your body had been meant to have these pretty little piercings all along. But now your nipples are little diamond cutters stiff all the time. Right now they’re poking against your tight swimsuit. Your cock and nipples want out of this swimsuit, they need to be touched, stroked, rubbed, licked, sucked. Oh God you can’t wait…

You slip the straps of your swimsuit down off your shoulders and push it to down to your thighs then shimmy until it slips to the floor. You wrap a hand around your pulsing cock and thrust into it. You also slip two fingers in your pussy and a pinky into your ass and it’s electric!

Your eyes are closed you’re picturing fucking a Plain Jane and you’re about to fill her up with Futa spunk. You can almost smell her sweat and your cum as you watch her body fill out with plenty of Futa va-va-voom! With one more big thrust you start to cum. Just then Scarlet knocks loudly on the door and you hear “The first batch is here!♥” OH fuuu you cum harder! Your knees go weak your eyes snap open. You fall back against the cool metal of the lockers as your cock continues to pulse. You feel a certain perverse glee as you note that your longest cum shots trail across the entire locker room. “One minute!” you yell.

You retrieve your swimsuit and step into it then pull it up your smooth legs. The way the sleek fabric caresses your bare skin almost makes you shiver. The way it feels as it rubs against your super sensitive erection and nipples makes you shake. Snap snap the straps settle on your shoulders. You give yourself one last check in the mirror. Great! Have your breasts gotten bigger? No time for that now.

You march out to meet the first group of people with Scarlet, Jess, and Stef behind you.

“Hello everyone! We’re so glad you could come out to join us today!” You beam a smile at them, but you can tell that many of them, especially the bois, are caught up looking at your nipples. You don’t blame them your breasts are looking so perky today and the tight fabric of your swimsuit is tenting tightly over them showing off distinct bumps for your nipples and the studs. The way some of them are staring is making your nipples even harder. You can’t help but show them off further. You rest your mega mammaries on top of the kickboard and lean forward. You almost wish one of the guests would be daring enough to reach out and grab a handful to give a good squeeze. The thought makes you bite your lip. You’re finding it hard to focus now so you get on with the quick tour of the facilities and then let them loose in the pool.

Watching them get into the pool is nearly orgasmic. It’s like they’re walking into a bukkake with almost every Futa you know. The thought of cumming all over each and every one of them is too much! You have to stop and focus on not cumming before you make a big mess in your swimsuit and create a slipping hazard on the pool deck.

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You impatiently wait for the corruptive water to do it’s work. You’re waiting right beside the pool ‘life-guarding’ everyone, but really you’re surveying those in the pool to try and spot who is giving in to corruption the fastest. You spot a likely candidate a woman not young enough to be young or old enough to be old, she’s pretty but not overly so.

You watch her hand dip between her legs. She blushes shakes her head and removes it. You mentally cheer her on ‘That’s it my corrupting little cutie, touch yourself again!’ You glance away when she surveys her surroundings with a guilty look on her face. You discretely follow her as she moves to a more sheltered part of the pool. Her hand dips again and her eyelids droop a little.

Tweeeeeeeeet! You blow your whistle and her eyes fly open. You point straight at her and beckon “You out of the pool!” Her face is scarlet when she climbs the steps out of the pool and lifts her face to look you in the eyes.