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Aoi Asahina had grown up so well.
The girl had broken records countless times since starting her swimming career, was scouted by Hope’s Peak Academy, and is even a current candidate for the Olympics. Stories like that always had a start, and the Ultimate Swimmer was no exception.
Hiroshi Tanabe was her old swim coach, 6’5” exactly, black hair in a buzz cut, slightly tanned skin and the body of a gym pro. He helped out the girl when she was first starting out, and when he saw her in the news all these years later he couldn’t be more impressed with his former colleague.
However, her swimming achievements were not what he was so impressed with.
Seeing pictures of what she looked like nowadays was nothing short of jaw dropping. She had an hourglass figure that PROSTITUES would be jealous of, with a taut, muscly ass and a set of thick thighs that just couldn’t quit even if you told them too. Not to mention those bimbo-sized titties of hers; he couldn’t wait to squeeze them in person. He wanted her body, and he wanted her to be his.
Which is why he sent out a message to her requesting to meet and catch up on things, which she happily accepted. They were gonna meet at the nearby public after all, and Coach said he wanted to get some good training in.
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“Wassup Coach Tanabe! It’s so great to see you!” Hina said, having just entered the pool area. She was in her usual red jacket but had a duffle bag slung around her shoulder, with presumably a box of donuts inside if her palate was still the same.
“Ah, coach! Long time no see huh!?” Aoi skipped over to where Hiroshi was sitting on a bench nearby, and the man could only focus on her huge, flopping funbags BOUNCE with every step.
*BUWONG~!* *BWONG~!* *BOING!* *BYOING!*
“Yes, it has.” The jacked man said. He could tell Aoi was a little flustered with his body from the way her eyes were darting up and down, he was only wearing a teeny speedo after all. “I noticed that you have been doing very well from videos online, Asahina.” his deep voice boomed as she sat down next to him.
“Ah, Hina is fine coach! We’re old friends, after all!” Hina chirped, taking off her jacket to reveal a two piece yellow bikini. “Hah! It’s nice to get to use a personal swimsuit since I’m not at school!” She sighed, jostling her jiggly jugs around in the process.
*BWOING~!* *BUWONG~!* *BOIOING~!*
‘This bimbo…’ Hiroshi thought as he watched her breathing lift and drop her large funbags. “Anyway Hina, I wanted to see if you could beat me in a swimming race, you know, see if the student has surpassed the master.”
“Ah! That’s a great idea, coach!” Hina said with a nod, her cheery personality leaking from every part of her body. “I won’t go easy on you just because you’re my old coach! I gotta show you what I’ve got, I’m an Ultimate after all!”
Tanabe smirked with a toothy grin. “And neither will I, Hina! Let’s make it official.” Holding out a burly hand, Hina looked on with her own playful smirk, getting into the competitive atmosphere.
“First to the finish and back to the start wins! I’m in!” Her hand met his in a firm shake that the strongest of jocks would be proud of.
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“Aha—HUH!?” Hina celebrated her finish a little too early, as when she lifted her head from the water to look for her opponent, he had already been out of the pool for about…
“5.3 seconds late. Looks like the teacher’s still got it,” Tanabe said with a victorious smirk, eyeing his stopwatch. Hina’s face went through a mix of emotions at once, from shock, to slight envy, then to pure awe. Tanabe knew that Hina was too kind to be a sore loser, so her feelings of defeat left as quick as they came.
“W-wow coach! That’s an awesome time! How’re you not the Ultimate Swimmer!?” Aoi said while climbing out of the pool. Her coach watched with a lick of his lips as he watched water trail down her body. Drops rode down her thick, chocolate thighs and a whole pool of water nested between her cleavage.
“I have a wonderful exercise set I do all day, everyday,” Hiroshi boasted with a prideful attitude. “I’ll be more than happy to teach you like old times, Hina.”
Hina looked on, mouth agape and stars in her eyes. “Wow! Thank you, Coach Tanabe!” Hina said with a pump of her fists. “Please teach me your ways!”
“Happily. We’ll start right now. Come, I know the perfect place to start.” Hiroshi walked away and Hina followed with a skip in her step, her assists bouncing the whole way there.
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*PLAP!-CLAP!-CLAPTH!-SHLAP!-SHLAPTH!-PALP!-PLAPTH!-CLAP!*
“AAAAAHN! AAAAAAAHGAAAAAHN~! NYOOOOOOGH!”
The men’s showers were out of order and it was the perfect place to take the oblivious bimbo (in more ways than one). All alone in the far back shower stall, Coach Hiroshi Tanabe had Aoi Asahina in a mind-melding full nelson. His arms wrapped around her legs as his elbows hooked her knees, allowing his hands to rest on her shoulders as he fucked her pussy senseless.
“AAAAAAAAH! AGUAAAAAHHHH~! C-Coach… You’re going so deep~!”
Aoi moaned at the gigantic cock splitting her pussy open stole her virginity with little to no remorse. Nothing could have prepared her for the “excercise regiment” coach had in mind but… it felt way too good! Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as Hiroshi adjusted his position, moving his arms to grope her huge knockers. “Uguh… KYAAAAAUGHAAAAH~!?”
“You see Hina, you’re big in all the right places,” Coach Tanabe said while scraping her tight inner walls. “These funbags of yours are a detriment to your swimming, but it makes your figure all the more sexy.”
“UUUUUGMMmmm~ S-Sexy…?” Hina rarely got complimented for her feminine features; it was much more different than people calling her hot online, because no one ever said anything to her face about how pretty she was. In person she was always considered too manly and a tomboy, but the compliment from her coach made her heart skip a beat. He was double her age, but the man grinding up against her inner walls was making her heart flutter.
Coach Tanabe decided to make the fucking rougher by moving her whole body up and down in time with his thrusting. ‘Nnnnnngh… H-he’s so strong…’ Hina thought to herself as she was continuously impaled on her coach’s fat dick. Her frame was small but it was all muscle, and watching her thick legs flail helplessly, and her toes curl with every pussy-pound, it made her feel so… girly.
“NNNNNNGAAAAHH~! COOOOOOACH~!”
The Ultimate swimmer sprayed her juices everywhere as her first orgasm came on, the clear, glistening pussy juice coated the shower stall’s wall and floor as Tanabe continued fucking her. The new liquid only adding onto the sounds of their lovemaking.
*PLAP!-SHLAP!-CLAP!-CLAPTH!-PLAP-SHLAP-PLAPTH!*
“C-COACH! KEEP FUCKING ME~! KEEP GOI—MMMPH!?”
Tanabe tilted her head and shoved his tongue right into her mouth, making sure to catch her by surprise. He swirled around her tongue with his own within her mouth and the inexperienced slut was more than ready to let him do all the work and toy with her maw.
‘This is my first kiss… my first french kiss too…’ Aoi thought with what little brainpower she could use as her entire body heating up practically fried her brain.
“MMMMPHWAAAHPHSLURPPWAHPHMMMPHMMMH~~!”
“Heh. I can’t believe you’re a virgin with a body like this,” Tanabe said with a smirk once he ceased the liplock. “You aren’t bleeding, which means you probably broke your hymen yourself while masturbating. You’re such a whore.”
It wasn’t true in the slightest, and Tanabe knew it. Female athletes of all types can get their hymen broken by simple accidents during practice, but Tanabe used this to his advantage to plant the seed of doubt within Aoi. If he threw out such a vulgar accusation at her fuckaddled brain, then the bimbo BREASTstroker would have no choice but to accept it as nothing more than fact.
“Yes! I’m a whore coach! Your whore!” Aoi said between pants, her body jostling up and down from the sheer power of Tanabe’s thrusting. He hadn’t even said she was his yet and she had come to that conclusion all on her own. This felt so right with her, as if this was all meant to be, that she was willing to fork over everything without any coaxing. “I WUV YOU COACH! I WUUUUUV YOOOOOU~!” Aoi came again as Tanabe forced her down even further onto his thick cock, the perfect snugness making it twitch inside her with pleasure. Her speech was slurred by her own drool, that cascaded down her mouth and onto her bouncing bimbo-sized milkbags.
“Hmmmm…” Tanabe hummed to himself with content, pulling everything but the cockhead out of her cunt before shoving his dick right back inside and cumming an obscene amount of manly spunk into her core.
“Uggggghaaaah…!” Aoi’s normally brown features were mixed with a deep red as her face flushed, the swimmer’s cunt had to have been thoroughly bred by such overwhelming fucksludge.
“Let’s take this back to my house, Hina.” Coach Tanabe said as he unsheathed his cock from her pussy, covering the floor in globs of cum that made audible splats upon contact with the shower tiles.
Aoi merely giggled and moaned to herself; the answer was obvious.
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The two were groping each other the whole train ride back to Tanabe’s house, both opting to stand up in the crowded train just so Tanabe’s rough fingers could tease Aoi’s dripping pussy while the Ultimate Swimmer rubbed his bulge with an open palm, masking their perverted acts with a horde of passengers.
The second his door was open, Aoi practically glomped her coach from the front and ground her lips up against his. Tanabe’s rigid body didn’t even go off balance as he slammed the door and pinned his whore to the wall. Aoi loved the sheer force Tanabe used; it made her feel like a dainty little princess getting manhandled by some rough barbarian, and she loved every second of it.
The two shed their clothes amidst their liplock and only paused when they removed their shirts, using the time to catch their breath before diving back into each other’s mouths. Aoi moaned into the kiss and wrapped her arms around her coach’s neck, as well as using her stocky chocolate thighs to keep him in a leg lock.
“MMMMMHPHMMMPHWAHCHUPHHMPSLURPHSHLUUUURPTH~!”
Tanabe pushed his body into Aoi repeatedly, his fat dick teasing against her wet folds with each movement. Their tongues swirled in an elaborate dance; pure lust mixing with elegance as they continued tongue wrestling against the wall.
Tanabe broke the kiss and Aoi was left flushed and panting. “Stick out your tongue.” He commanded, and Aoi reflexively reacted. Her body went first, her mind second. Tanabe wrapped his lips around her tongue and sucked on the appendage, his tongue instead swirled around the tip of hers as he did so.
*SHLURP-SLORP-SLURP-SHLORP-SHLURP~!*
Aoi felt like she was melting. This man, her coach, was making her feel so unbelievably good that she would be surprised if her brain broke after this. Technically it already was, but she didn’t care. She just wanted to spend the rest of her life with him; the man twice her age who completely and utterly conquered her.
“SHLUURPTHMMMMMPHWAAHPHMMMNNH…~”
‘He treats me like a woman, a beautiful woman… not a jockish tomboy like everyone else~!’ Aoi thought in a daze, her eyes half-lidded as she stared into her lover’s own pair of sharp, determined eyes.
“PWAHHHH~!” Aoi hated doing it, but she broke the kiss, desperate to tell her coach what she wanted, no… what she needed. Every pant would heave her chest up and down. Nipples hard, her chest was now being groped by her coach, and the pleasure was so much that she hadn’t even noticed when he started.
“So, Aoi, what do you want?” He might as well’ve made it a statement.
“C-coach…” she started. Tanabe was smirking, he knew what she wanted. Of course he did. This was how she had always wanted to be treated, and Tanabe knew that from the get go. Knowing that, Aoi no longer hesitated.
“I LOVE YOU COACH! Please fuck me! Right now! I want to spend every day and night with you inside me!” Aoi wailed, glad that she could finally be honest with herself. All she needed was someone to come along and treat her like a slut, and luckily for her it was Hiroshi Tanabe who did it.
“Hmph. What a slut. You’re lucky I came along Hina, I think you’ll have a great time being my meat toilet.” Tanabe moved his hands to the Ultimate’s glutes and carried her away from the wall and toward the bedroom, but not before Aoi wrapped her arms and legs around Tanabe’s toned frame, smashing her lips into his once more.
“SHLUUURPTHSLURPPWAAAHMMMMPHSLURPHHMPPH~~!!”
He nearly threw her onto his bed and she put her arms behind her head, puffing her chest out enticingly and removing herself from their liplock. “PWAAAAH~!! Coach… fuck me more please… fuck me all night… I’m your stupid fuckmeat for you to use all day everyday!” Aoi loved how big Tanabe was in every area, and watched his broad shoulders eclipse any remaining light in the bedroom.
Tanabe lined himself up with the swimmer’s exceedly wet entrance and plunged right in, causing his much younger lover to squeal like the fuckpig she was. Her humongous thighs caught him in a leg lock, shoving his already deep cock further in. “Hmph. All too eager to fuck, you whore. Looks like I’ll have to punish you for this later.” Tanabe’s rough hands gripped the swimmer’s fat knockers, giving them a squeeze before planting his mouth on her right nipple.
“AAAAAGYEEEEEEEE!” Aoi squeaked as her massive, chocolate titties got manhandled, her coach’s way around her body never failed to amaze her. He repeatedly pounded her pussy into his mattress, and Aoi’s thick, chocolate thighs twitched and spasmed every time his dick moved within her inner walls.
*SLAM!-SLAM!-PLAP!-SLAM!-SHLAPTH!-SLAM!-SHLAPTH!-SLAP!-CLAPTH!-SLAM!-THWAP!-THWAPTH!!*
“NyaaAAAAAAGH! I’m t-turning into a sluuuUUUuuut!” Aoi moaned out as she continued to be ravaged, finding new purpose in making her darling Coach happy. The bed creaked alongside her squealing, and her body spasmed alongside the bed’s rattling. Coach Tanabe was undeterred by the violent mating sounds, determined to pour every last drop of studspunk in and outside of Aoi’s slicked-wet cunt.
It’s because her body was so goddamn bangable. Only someone like Tanabe could truly appreciate the body of Aoi Asahina, as he was the only one who saw her body practically bimbofy herself over time. Turning from a normal proportioned person to a walking hourglass with fat titties, meaty thighmeat and childbearing hips wasn’t something just anyone could appreciate.
“What’s with the lack of tan lines, huh!?” Tanabe said as he sped up. “I knew you were already tan, but your skin tone’s much darker since you were a kid. So? How’d your whole body get tanned, Aoi?” An odd question at first, but it wasn’t anything related to race. Jocks exercised outside, and being outside tans your skin over time, so her whole body getting such an even distribution meant only one thing.
“I-I EXERCISE IN THE NUDE A LOT!!” Aoi yelled loud enough for anyone in the neighborhood to hear. “T-THAT’S WHY I LACK TAN LINES!”
“Oh? And why’s that, Aoi?”
“B-BECAUSE I WANT PEOPLE TO LOOK AT MY SLUTTY BODY SO THEY KNOW FOR A FACT THAT I’M JUST A BIMBO BITCH WHO NEEDS A BIG STONG MAN TO MAKE ME THEIR WOMAAAAAN~!” Aoi’s brain was so mindfucked that she didn’t even remember if that was true or not; she just wanted to tell her coach how much of a skank she was. Maybe, just maybe, she wanted people to see her figure all those times she gave herself the towel treatment.
*SLAM!SHLAP!SLAP!SLAM!SHLAM!SLAM!SLAP!SLAM!SHLAM!SLAP!SHLAM!SLAM!SLAM!SLAM!*
*CREAK!* *GROOOAN!* *CREAK!* *CREAK!* *GROOOOAN!*
“HERE’S YOUR REWARD FOR BEING SO HONEST!” Tanabe practically spat in her face. His pounds were so quick and so violent that the bed was groaning in agony as much as Aoi was moaning in pleasure. Aoi’s thick thighs spread further and she scrunched her soles, her legs now spasming in the air. She readjusted herself and wrapped her arms around his neck to hold him close, bracing herself for what was to come.
“Cum inside me! Cuminsidecuminsidecuminsideme! MAKE ME YOUR WOMAAAAAAN~!”
“FUCKING TAKE IT——!”
*SPPUUURT-SPUUURRRRRRT-SPUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRTTTT~~!!*
“AAAAUGHAAAAYOOOOOOOUUUUUGGGH~~~!!!” Asahina squealed mindlessly like a pig and blacked out from the pleasure, her body shutting down as to focus all its efforts on the massive amount of thick nutslop entering her pussy. no doubt she’d be pregnant by now, but Coach Tanabe never gave in that easily. He thrusted hard several times over, pausing after each one to deposit another thick load of babycream inside her. Making sure her inner walls were thoroughly painted with his seed, Tanabe pulled out and smirked. He had officially marked this bimbo swimmerwhore like a dog marking its territory—his property.
From now on, the only thing Aoi Asahina, the Ultimate Swimming Pro, would swim in was the thick ballsnot of her old coach.