*Author's note: Well part 2 has finally arrived after quite a delay! I was actually surprised that the first part was as popular as it was, being by far my most popular work. Given that I really wanted to make sure the follow up was up to everyone's standards. I had to stop writing it a few times as it felt forced. I'm glad I did as I got inspired over the last week or so and was able to finish. I'm very satisfied with the final product and I hope you all like reading it as much I liked writing it!*
Greg stood there as dozens of expectant female eyes locked on to his nude self, ready to lead the about to start swim class. It was his first day at his new job as the nude swim instructor for the bathing suit clad female class. He did what he could to stifle the trembling he felt bubbling inside him as he had never been naked before so many women before. He spied Brooke the freckled red-head in the pool like he suspected. She wore an encouraging smile on her face.
"Alright class." He spoke trying to sound manly and authoritative which was difficult being naked and the center of attention. "I'm the new swim instructor Greg. I won't keep you ladies waiting any longer so let's get started. Just start moving your bodies like so." He instructed as he lifted his legs up one at a time, twisting his torso, rotating his shoulders, and swinging his arms. The motion caused his muscles to flex and contort while his dangling balls bounced and his rigid cock danced. The ladies in the pool seemed to enjoy it as they each grew gigglier as he moved. He fought the blush he could feel rising as he did this.
At the front, staring right up at his junk less than four feet away was a heavy woman in a floral one-piece bathing suit, her eyes glued to his cock. She had brown hair in a bun and dark brown eyes, her massive tits sloshing the water around with each movement. Her open-mouthed expression indicated her captivation with the cock dancing just above her face. "Excellent class! Everyone is moving quite well!" He said trying to suppress his nerves. He then instructed the women to kick their legs up and out to the side alternating between each side. They did as they were told but their subtle laughter kept growing as they got better and better views of Greg's bouncing balls.
"Alright ladies! We're going to start warming up our glutes!" He announced and turned around soliciting some whistles and a few catcalls. Greg's blush was now at its maximum as he said they would do reverse leg raises; he felt his glute contract as he kicked his leg back. He turned back around and found that most of the women were wearing suppressed smirks. His heart was racing so hard he thought he'd never had to do cardio again.
"Now it's time to stroke in place!" He announced swimming his arms through the air.
A lady that Greg couldn't identify yelled "I see something I'd like to stroke!" and the class broke out laughing, pausing their activity. Greg stood there embarrassed, he managed to regain his composure and resumed the exercise. The class, still giggling, followed. He started looking across all the women's faces. There was the heavy woman in front who seemed to only be interested in staring at Greg's dick as she moved. He found her sloshing tits to be quite distracting. Next to her were a pair of older women with a bit of pudge. They were both grey-haired and especially giggly. They seemed to be more interested in spectating than actually exercising. Beyond them was a group of three ladies appearing in their forties, all of them had the bimbo look down with tans and skimpy bikinis. They seemed the most focused so far, being in the best shape. Next to them was Val wearing a Cheshire grin as she too worked diligently, her black suit clinging to her tits. Greg couldn't tell as she was far enough away, but it seemed her nipples were poking through. In the back were the college age girls who wore a variety of one-pieces, bikinis, athletic swim bras. Some sleight, some curvy, all giggly. Among them was Brooke, her freckled face smiling at Greg. When he made brief eye contact she winked causing Greg to lose composure for a moment.
His loss of composure didn't go unnoticed as the women had a low giggle. He managed to get back in control and told the class to move on to the next movement. "Time for the breast-stroke." He said as he demonstrated.
"How about this breast-stroke!" One of the grey-haired ladies in front said as she pressed her tits forward. The rest of the class laughed raucously at the joke. Greg was glad they were at least having a good time.
"Very nice ladies!" He complimented them trying to keep the class focused. He told them to start running in place, some did, others were more or less walking, then he had them put their arms straight over head while running. He regretted it instantly as the he now saw dozens of tits swinging freely before him causing his erection to pulse. The heavy women in front and the old ladies all grinned at it transfixed. Greg couldn't help but sneak a peek at Brooke as she too followed his instruction. Her grin was knowing as she seemed to be deliberately shaking her tits instead of running. She winked again and bit her lip. Greg gulped.
"Alright class now for the back stroke!" He said voice breaking momentarily. The grey-haired ladies looked to each other and smirked. The class did as they were told. One of the grey-haired ladies raised their hands.
"Instructor! I don't understand the stroke; can you get in the pool and help me with some...hands-on instruction?" She said with a devious smile.
"Sure!" Greg said his voice once again breaking. He walked to the pool edge and lowered himself in next to the heavy woman. When he turned around, he found her sporting a blushing smile seemingly nervous he was so close to her. He lightly swam over to the woman who asked for instruction as she and her friend smirked mischievously at the naked man.
"So how do my arms go again?" She said as she sloppily swung them around. Greg could tell she was feigning ignorance on the technique, but he also knew he couldn't refuse to help her as it was his duty. He maneuvered past her friend; she pinched his butt under the water as he passed. He suppressed his reaction as he was warned of the "handsy" nature of the class. He touched the woman's arms asked for further instructions as he stood in front of her. He found it too difficult to move her arms properly from the front and she suggested as much, she further suggested to get behind her and help. Once in position he found her rubbing her ass against his rigid cock. The sensation sent Greg's head swimming. He managed to maintain enough focus so that he could guide her arms, but he found the swimsuit clad ass against his dick more than a little distracting. She looked seductively over her shoulder at him.
"I think you have it now miss." He said releasing her, and she expressed some disappointment. As he moved away, he felt her fingers graze his cock as she smirked at him.
"Alright everyone, resume the backstroke!" He yelled from within the pool moving towards the edge to get on the deck again. He removed himself from the pool as his ass came into view a few women whistled at the sight. Greg stood there once again now dripping wet, the water apparently enhanced the show of his muscles as the woman in front was now staring directly at his abs. "Alright class now pump your arms and raise your knees. Like so." He demonstrated the new movement and the class mirrored.
A college age girl in the back next to Brooke spoke up. "I'm sorry, but I don't really understand this one. Can you
come
here and show me?" She said with a seductive mischievous grin. Greg gulped as he once again submerged into the pool. The heavy woman was still just as shy as he passed, blushing furiously. He instructed the class to continue the movement as he waded through the pool. One of the grey-haired ladies pinched his ass under the water as he passed. He made his way to the college age girls. Greg was glad he was in the water as his dick was throbbing as he approached her. The other girls were eyeing down his chest as he approached. The girl who asked for instruction was wearing a red one-piece bathing suit that wouldn't have looked out of place on Baywatch. She had brown hair in a bun, green eyes, and luscious lips that formed the same grin she wore as she called him over.
Greg came up behind her, the college girls were not as grabby as the older women, so he passed without contact. He didn't know if that was a good or a bad thing. Once behind her, he tried to keep his throbbing dick from the young woman's ass. He took her arms in his own so that he could guide her through the motion. Once his hands were occupied, she backed her ass onto his cock. She looked to Greg knowingly as she gyrated against him. It was impossible for Greg to focus, try as he might. He eventually was able to get her to move her arms in the proper fashion, releasing her as soon as she got it. He suspected that she knew all along how to do the exercise, but just wanted to tease him.
"Instructor why don't you lead the class on this side for a while?" She suggested.
"S-sure!" He said turning to get out of the pool. He jumped onto the deck to another round of cat calls towards his ass. He did an about face and found that the class was already facing him. He demonstrated the next movement and asked the class to do as he did. This time they seemed to all know how to do it. He went through three more exercises and on the third another woman spoke up for some help, this time it was Brooke. She had a devious smile on her freckle-flecked face as she asked.
He gulped and got in the pool in front of her. Even in the cool pool he felt the heat rising between them, she grinned at him as he approached. He was hesitant to touch her as her body was arousing him so thoroughly. He touched her skin and felt chills from her soft skin, she looked over her shoulder at him lustfully. She pressed her ass against his dick, the thong bikini leaving her cheeks bare. The skin-to-skin contact was far more thrilling than the bikini clad contact previously. He felt his breath quicken as he tried to calm down unsuccessfully. He noticed then her nipples were pointing straight out, and his cock throbbed against her ass. She looked at him again biting her lip. She seemed to immediately pick up the movement and so Greg released her and moved away. Her apparent disappointment was plastered on her face.
He emerged from the pool again and resumed instruction. The women all seemed to be blushing now as their blood and other liquids had been flowing fervently for the whole class now. Greg couldn't see himself, but he knew he was blushing furiously as well.
"Alright now jumping jacks like so!" He demonstrated feeling his junk bounce with every jump. The girls all giggled as they watched, clearly enjoying the show. They all followed his example and suddenly Greg regretted the movement as he saw a bevy of bouncing breasts in front of him. His dick throbbed and he almost doubled over from the sensation. He dared to look at Brook and her bouncing tits. She wore her same devious expression, and he couldn't help but be turned on by her. He also looked over and saw Val's bouncing tits too. When she saw him looking, she winked and seemed to stick her tits out more.
Greg was so embarrassed and turned on at the same time. He looked at the clock on building and saw, much to his relief, the class was almost over. He only needed to instruct for 10 more minutes, and he would finally be able to get out of there and find some respite from the onslaught of lust that was assaulting him unabatingly.
"Alright class it's time for the last portion of the class!" He announced and went through a series of exercises for a couple minutes each finally reaching a cooldown. He felt some relief as he drew class to a close. He wanted to turn and leave right then, but just as he was about to do so he heard Val's voice.
