Alternating between playing with the clit and caressing the rest of the pussy, Pia's motions grew more determined. She was really getting into it now, and was starting to get a sense of that very powerful feeling, the feeling of being able to give someone pleasure, the feeling of being wanted, desired. It was a heady brew. Without even knowing it, she had started to grind her own pelvis against Cala's thigh, as if to add more force to her caresses.

Still, as much as she enjoyed the current situation, there were more she wished, more she wanted to do..

"Let me move you a bit if that is okay.", Pia whispered. Changing her position, she let herself slide down lower, so that she was mostly below the water. Her hands on Cala's butt, she gently urged her to move so that she could place herself comfortably between her shapely thighs.

I guess if I can do it with a finger, my tongue should be better, right?
Pia found that she was actually trembling with excitement. She guessed she should be slow, teasing, but she could not. She wanted to do this so much!
She let one thump slide along the wet slit, and briefly slide across the eager nub, before following with her little tongue. Tasting Cala, letting her tongue flick across her slit..
Wanting more, she placed her mouth so it covered the hard button. Pia sucked at it lightly, before licking it with more fervor.

I swam in a fast flowing river of desire, its waters rushing over me much like the tongue upon my clit and labia. The feel of her hair beneath my fingers, long silky strands of spun gold that caught the glory of what light was offered. Never before….

“ohhhhh, yes….Pia…magic….yes….soooo good….feeelsss sooooo goooood” My hips gyrated, I wanted those lips exploring me further, wanted that tongue everywhere at once and found the lesson I was learning amazing in so many profound ways. By the prophet I loved it. Loved the touch of another woman and could not fathom why it was so.

That did not matter….I liked her…liked this….loved if It could happen so fast. Lived and loved in what seemed like forever and was mere moments in my existence.

Breathe rattled in and out of mouth my fingers closing in that long blonde hair…so close…every muscle in my body seeming to tighten at once. I held it…held it off while its power grew over me.

Vera gently pulls her long silver hair back behind her shoulders. The woman was wearing the standard navy blue swimsuit with the school logo on it. She smiled faintly as she steps into the indoor pool. There did not seem to be anyone around. Most were back at the dorms or attending a later class. A perfect time to relax in the water.

Walking around to the back, the bubbling waters of the jacuzzi sounded very pleasant to the silver haired beauty. The sounds of blissful moans causes the woman to frown. Seems she was not the only one relaxing in the water.

The Head Girl circles quietly around to the hot tub, seeing the two culprits. It annoyed her greatly to recognize Cala was the one moaning in pleasure and sadly did not surprise her. The other was a student she did not recognize, half because her face was currently buried between the Arab's thighs.

She was far from pleased that the waters were now soiled by two women who could not control their urges. Vera steps away, taking her time as she begins to puts a closed sign outside the doors and locks them. There was no saving those two from her wrath now.

A short while later, as the other student was still giving oral to Cala, Vera stood a few paces behind where the Arab layed. "Ahem.." she called softly, "Excuse me, I do not recall that particular swimming technique. Could you explain to me what it is called?"

Intoxicating.
That was it. That was the word. Intoxicating. Sex was intoxicating. Being able to give head, to be in control of another's pleasure. That was intoxicating. And Cala.. Oh yes. Cala was intoxicating.

Being on this end was unfamiliar, but Pia found joy in seeing that Cala seemed to be enjoying this so much. Truth to be told, she could feel her own lust rising again, not a a demanding craving, but as a response to the pleasure of her lover. Spurred on by her obvious desire and her responses, Pia increased her efforts.
Alternating between licking and sucking, Pia let her tongue flick over the swollen clit, kissed it with her lips, sucked at it, and returned to licking again.
Beneath her hands, she could feel Cala's body tense, get ready..
Pia, slid one finger into that wet, lovely gate. She cast one glance up at the other girl, not wanting to miss one detail of her gorgeous face when the moment of highest pleasure arrived..

"Excuse me, I do not recall that particular swimming technique. Could you explain to me what it is called?"

"Yikes!", Pia exclaimed, pure panic on her face. She had been so focused on Cala, it seemed only the two of them existed. Obviously she had been wrong. Pia's face quickly turned to a shade midways between sunset and strawberry.
"Uh.. err.. ahem.. Body surfing?", Pia said, the first thing that dropped into her mind.

I could feel it coming, that bone rattling source of pleasure that struck from deep within my gut and left me breathless and satiated at the same time. Fingers tightened in the wonderful hair. I tossed back my head only to hear that voice….

It took a minute….I was too high already to crash immediately. But the voice brought me back down that steep slope far faster than it had taken to climb it and crash I did. A whimper arouse from my lips as the march towards pleasure ended with those simple words and I had none to answer with myself.

Thankfully Pia answered first and it took all I could to stifle the giggle. Vera was not known for her humor, nor did I think she had any. But the edge was gone and Pia’s words only made me more bold while I ticked off the half dozen possible infringements that my current predicament might warrant.

“AH….breast stroke too….let’s not forget that one. I’ve been learning to swim in a whole new way and Pia is quite the tutor” I winked at the crimson stained girl that had dropped my hips. Moving closer I gathered her in my arms for the coming storm.

Shit this was not fair….not fair at all…I’d been….shit it had been good and had promised to be the best ever…shit…shit …shit….and Vera would not be humored, well at least I suspected as I looked up at those steely eyes and her arms folded under her large breasts. Her foot was tapping the wet concrete …splash…splash…splash….like It was talking to me all over again….

“ummm….want to join us?” I should have asked Pia first, but then Vera was not going to take no, yes or maybe for an answer anyhow. No telling how this was going to play out….I slide in front of Pia, as if I might be able to protect her or hide her. Fuck…I did not want her hurt, shit I was horny, by the prophet this was really really unfair.

"Hard to believe you can disappoint me further, Cala," she replied coldly. Really, was it so difficult to follow a few rules? As if that was not enough, she had to make snide little jokes about it as well. It was like punching extra holes into an already sinking ship for good measure.

"And you.." her eyes flick over to Piam, "You are suppose to be her tutor according to her? Is this really the example you wish to set for new students to this school? Seems the water has been soiled by both of your lewd behavior and now I will have to correct you both right here and now."

She slowly walked around the pool as she ponders how she should deal with these two. Finding toys in this school would be simple enough. Vera brushes strands of hair away from her face as she looks down at them both. "Since you two think these are swimming techniques, perhaps Cala would like to show what she has learned over in the deep end of the pool." Of course this was not a request. She already knew the woman had a fear of water. Perhaps the fear of drowning would show that this was not a time to be screwing around.

"Hey! Wait.."

Grateful for the protection, symbolic as it was, that Cala's body had given her, Pia had been squinting at the tall blonde berating them, trying to identify who it was.
Part of this was because Pia's glasses were on the floor, but mostly it was because Pia was generally clueless about the student hierarchy.
So.. who is this? She looks familiar. Prefect? Head girl? What was her name again?

Pia had only a vague idea about what a prefect or a head-girl were supposed to do, or who they even where. Granted, she knew some of the other girls liked to gossip about them, which of them could be befriended, whom to stay clear of.. Pia never even payed attention.

"You can't do that! She is not ready! I mean.. err.. uh.."
Indignation made her stand up. She instantly regretted it, and tried to cover herself with her arms as well as she could. This woman, whatever her position, obviously knew Cala. She was also tall and beautiful, and made Pia feel like a mouse.
Grow some fucking backbone, Pia-Mia!, she berated herself. You have faced worse on this island! What are you afraid of? Expulsion?

"I am Pia Marie Hov. I was assigned to be a swimming instructor for Cala here. Obviously, things grew a bit out of hand. Since I am the tutor, and have been here longer, this is clearly my responsibility. Please leave Cala out of it."
Pia's voice came out thin and meek, but this was about as brave as Pia got, so it would have to do.

That high edge was wearing off. Just a little longer…lust a little longer and I would have sung of Pia. Damn…there was never a good day around here. But, well the future did look a little brighter with this blond at my back. Well, not the immediate future. Vera did not seem ready to be happy or non to playful a mood. All work and no play made Vera a very boring girl.

“well….jeeze, Vera, get a grip. Do you really want to have to write my parents about how you drowned their only kid. Not certain the admin would be happy about that at all. Pia here thought up a unique way to get me over my fear of the water by making it a safe happy joyous place in my memory. Sometimes ones fears need be conquered before you can proceed to the more generic of lessons and Pia here was doing a admirable job of that before you came along.”

I was frustrated and mad now. Maybe there were better ways of putting it. Maybe not. But it sounded good to me and frankly having felt that impending rush coming down on me like a freight train and suddenly having it all taken away was not making me happy. Naked or not I was not going to cower in a corner for my head girl no matter how much I wanted what she had.

I would lose with Vera. But I did not want to lose Pia.

"I am sure your father would love to hear you drowned because you decided to spread your thighs for the instructor here," she replied cooly. Vera knew Cala well enough to know what buttons to press. But she will deal with Cala later.

"It seems Miss Hov does not agree with you, Cala," she replied as she kneels down at the edge of the pool and lifts Pia's chin, "And I have to agree with her. You would not mention me writing to your parents of your death if you were actually being trained to swim."

Vera smiled faintly as she looked Pia in the eyes, not allowing the poor girl to look away. "Now tell me, Pia dear," she continued softly, "Were you actually teaching Cala here how to swim or were one of you taking advantage of the other? I trust you know who I am and would never dream of lying to me. Unless of course you wish things to get much.. much... worse."

The Head Girl could see why Cala had interest in this young woman. The young innocent appearance made Pia seem frail and helpless which only made the woman's nude body all the more appealing. Perhaps her useless future Prefect may have a use afterall though the Arab would not likely agree.

"Erm.. could you stop talking about drowning people, please? It's making me a bit nervous..", Pia said, doing her best not to physically squirm as Vera forced her to look into her eyes.
The head girl was quite successful in intimidating the shorter blonde.
She was painfully aware of being naked and vulnerable. That Vera was taller, obviously used to being in charge and had a striking appearance did not help.
Without even thinking, Pia let one hand fall down to Cala's shoulder, gently brushing it, drawing strength and warmth from the skin of the other girl.

"Well.. Miss.. Vera.", Pia started, grateful to Cala for dropping the name. Her voice was uncertain, not sure what Vera wanted. Pia had agreed to take the responsibility, and that should be it.
"Yes, I was supposed to teach her to swim. And.. err.. yes, I thought we should relax a bit and get to know each other. Putting nerves at rest. That sort of thing. And we got a bit more into it than I expected. And I am sorry.."
No. That is a blatant lie! I am not sorry!
".. about not being more discrete, that is."


Not knowing what else to say, Pia reached out and picked up her glasses from the tiled floor.

The hand on the shoulder was warm and comforting. Leaning back I felt her against me, a calm body amidst the brewing storm. My relationship with Vera seemed to always be that way: a full fledged storm before I earned my place and sought shelter beneath her arms. We were not equal and perhaps I resented that more than anything else.

Pia and I were equal. I could take shelter in her arms not under them. I could feel the calm in her breathing, in her voice as she battled to stand up to the storm that swirled within the white haired tempest. Intertwining my fingers with hers I felt a new strength. This was no longer just about me, it was about us.

The breath came in and out in a long expulsion that left my body and mind calmer. Bringing my other hand backwards I awkwardly slipped it behind her hip and drew the curvy blonds naked body tighter to me. I felt her breathe, felt the world feel right and less wrong.

I heard her words and took comfort in them. I too was not sorry. I wanted to hold her, to keep her safe even if it meant going into the deep end and sinking like the rock I was.

“My father would still blame the likes of you” perhaps not, he would no doubt believe whatever story they put together about my death and perhaps even rejoice in my sinful demise’

“But yes Vera, I…we…well were wrong in not being discrete enough. Umm….I …I got carried away in the moment as Pia worked to…well….relax me in the water and overcome my fear of it. I was relaxed would you not agree? “ well I was…I was not even thinking about sinking…no way. I was on a high and my legs still quivered slightly from the delight of it.

I did not like some of the thoughts crossing my mind of how Vera might twist our love into something punishing and fought valiantly to banish them all least they come true.

It was difficult to take the blame when the other person kept putting herself in the spotlight. But what disgusted her the most was how they were trying to justify what they were doing like there was some actual pure reason behind it. No school would accept this much less any place beyond the porn industry.

"Let me ask you this," she said softly, "You learned swimming from another or perhaps were self taught. Did you learn how to swim by burying your face in between someone's thighs or by spreading your own? You dare try to justify this behavior as education?"

"I am sure you know how bad this is, Pia," she replied cooly, "This is not just having sex on campus. You were this student's teacher and instructor. You know what the punishment is for teachers having sex with their students? This will tarnish your record and your options for your future will become very very limited."

Vera rose to her feet and looks over at Cala. "You are the lucky one as you would be considered a student in this matter. It will still be bad but your life would not be as destroyed as you did to this one. You are old enough to know and understand the rules. Even a three year old is capable of saying the word no."

"I am disappointed. I thought you wanted to grow into something more and actually use your potential. I suppose I should not be surprised by yet another lie coming from your lips. I grow weary of trying to help you when you do nothing but cause me more work. You will never serve as my Prefect and no Head Girl would dare have you represent them after this stunt," she crossed her arms infront of her as she said her final words, "This crime goes beyond my position. I will have to go to the Headmasters and let them decide your fates. Hope this was worth destroying that woman's life, Cala."

There was no reason to focus on their love for each other. The crime they commited was more than enough pressure on them both. Vera merely gave them a reality check. This was indeed something handled by higher staff in most schools. Of course she could save them but neither showed any signs of wanting to be saved. Cala had betrayed her trust more than enough times and Pia was too busy trying to feebly back the obviously wrong woman. It was pathetic really in Vera's eyes. If they want to destroy themselves so badly, so be it.

"Uh.. well.. I kinda.. Okay.. just to be clear.. I do claim full responsibility. Me alone. Including any consequences the management might find suitable in regards to my academic record. OK?"

Pia did not really understand Vera's threats, or her anger. In Pia's mind, the case was clear cut. Having sex in public was probably against the rules, but it was not as if they were not consenting adults, and Pia had taken the responsibility. So she should take the heat, get a scrape in her polish or whatever, and life would continue.
This was obviously about something else, something between Cala and Vera.
Oh my! I certainly don't hope that she.. they..
Vera. Tall. In charge. Where Pia was blond, she was a shade beyond platinum. Pia had blue eyes, Vera's were glacier. Pia banished those thoughts.
Whatever the case, Pia knew she had managed to plunge both feet into something.
Normally, Pia would deal with difficult social situations by avoiding them, but now.. that just wasn't an option. Not with Cala here. Because Vera was wrong about one thing: Cala had not destroyed her life! Cala had shown her that life might be worth caring about.

Pia looked at Cala, and squeezed her hand. Right then and there, she resolved that if she could do anything to make Cala's life here a little easier than her own, she would do so.
But first we got to deal with ice-cunt here. Time to face the music, I guess.

I could feel my body melting under the heat of her stare. Suddenly I felt the shame rise up in me. Shame at having brought this upon a nice young lady like PIa. Shame at having my body able to seduce one like her. It was as if everything I did in that sudden spontaneous way suddenly went horribly bad.
I wilted. Wilted and trembled under Vera’s horrible gaze, that was until the pulse of a hand in mine. It was as if a life giving rain had sprung up and found my parched soul.

I bowed my head, my wet black hair clinging to my shoulders and neck. Water trickled down my naked body much like the anger, to be banished in the waters of the pool. Vera had deflated all my desire to fight, to argue except in one small last gasp. Done for the hand that pulsed in mine. Done for this uncommon woman that seemed so much larger than she really was.

“Vera, Pia claims it was her, but you know the truth don’t you. I…I can’t seem to get away form my past desires, if anyone needs to be placed before the headmaster it is I. As much as I want to be a prefect maybe I can’t…maybe I am broken and not worth your time. Maybe the punishment should be all mine.”

My own hand pulsed upon he hip, trying to quite the girl I was now trying one last desperate time to protect. Vera’s anger was with me. I was not certain if the girl wanted me to herself, or got a thrill out of punishing me. Either way I needed Pia gone…out of the immediate picture if I was to save her, for the tempest swirled about us and when the lightning struck I did not want Pia hurt.

There was a difference between consenting adults and a student/teacher relationship. The issue was not age but position and in this case the fact it was in a public area. But the damage was already done. While Pia seemed to be trying to keep the blame to herself, Cala had lost that annoying resistance that seemed to always spark in the lively woman.

"You have said all this before, Cala," she replied as she kneels down again, this time lifted the Arab's chin with a finger, "You claim I am uptight and cold but all I said had come true. Your crude actions led to not only your destruction but the destruction of the poor innocent woman beside you. An odd way to show affection isn't it?"

"Despite your high grades, you have zero common sense," she continued, "If you had continued on with your original dream, you would have been thrown out onto the streets penniless in a matter of months. You have no awareness. Even now, I try to help you but you seem to forget everything I tell you."

She was truly getting tired of picking this foolish girl up out of the rubble after everything Cala does collapses around her. "The fact of the matter is that rules are rules and the Headmaster will ask who you had sex with and then Pia's life will be in their hands anyway. The same scenario would happen if Pia went alone though your punishment would be lighter due to positional reasons. You know there is only one way to avoid destroying her life and yours. But rather than asking, you decide to make jokes, play games, and try to say having sex with a teacher in a public pool is ok. You must really hate me enough to harm both yourself and Pia."

Of course she had the power to save them both. The Headmasters would not care as they would not know. As long as the school was running and in order nothing else mattered.