My Surf Instructor

Today I booked my very first surf lesson. Some of my friends have been surfing for a few years now, and it looked pretty good to me! So I decided to look up some places where I could take a surf lesson.

A guy named Jay picked up the phone and said, "Jay from Surfschool ReefBreak, how may I help you?"

"Hi, my name is Olivia and I would like to book my first surf lesson," I replied.

"Hello Olivia. Awesome! There are some lovely waves expected for this week. You could come by tomorrow if you like?"

"That sounds pretty good. I hope they're not too big haha... what time does the lesson start?"

"At 2PM, but if you could be here 15 minutes early then that would be perfect," Jay said.

"Alright, I'll be there!"

"See you tomorrow then."

"Thank you, bye."

"Ciao!" he said.

The next day I was really really exited. That morning I watched a lot of YouTube videos to already learn a few basics, just so I knew some things about surfing.

It was almost 1:45 so I grabbed a bikini and a towel; I couldn't think of anything else to bring with me. I quickly applied a bit of sunscreen and headed off.

I was third to arrive. Two girls got here before me and were both wearing a tight suit. I walked to the desk and a girl asked me my name.

"Olivia," I said.

"Oh yes, I see. Jay will be here to find you a wetsuit shortly," the girl said.

"A wetsuit?" I asked.

"Ah first time? A wetsuit is what we wear for protection and to stay warm in the water," the girl replied with a friendly smile.

Now the tight suits the girls were wearing made sense. I briefly looked at them—the suits were actually kind of good looking. The suit made the curves of the two girls stand out.

Jay arrived. "Hola!" he said. I turned around and I looked right into his ocean blue eyes.

"Hello..." I replied, shyly.

"Are you ready for your first lesson?" He looked at me and grabbed a wetsuit from one of the racks. He asked me to turn around and I felt him holding the suit against my back. "Looks good," he said and showed me to the dressing room.

I went inside and took off my clothes. I grabbed the suit and started to put it on. Apparently, the zipper has to go on my back, but I couldn't reach it. I didn't know what to do, so I slowly left the dressing room and asked Jay if he could help me. He placed one hand softly on my shoulder, and pulled the zipper with his other hand. I noticed a tiny smile appeared on my face.

After a few more people arrived, we headed to the beach. I was walking next to Jay. We were both carrying a board. He had those typical surf dude curly hairs and a pretty good looking tan. I noticed I was staring and quickly looked away.

We entered the water and Jay started helping some people to catch a wave. I tried to get a few waves on my own, and Jay saw I had a little trouble catching one. He came to me and asked if I needed any help. "Would be pretty nice," I said. Jay moved closer and underwater he put his arm around my waist. Weirdly I didn't really mind; I actually felt that I was blushing a little.

I believe he explained some things about how to read the ocean, but to be honest, I didn't fully follow his story... I was too distracted by his arm, which moved up and down every now and then. When his hand almost touched my butt, he said, "Alright, here comes a wave! Go and lay down on your board, then I'll push you."

I did not see that coming, but I laid down as quickly as I could. "Ready?" Jay asked, and he gave my board a gentle push. I tried to standup, but fell as soon as I tried. When I got up again, Jay asked me if I would like to try another wave. I couldn't resist the offer and moved towards him again.

He put his arm around me again; this time his hand immediately softly touched my butt. I felt my heart beating a little faster now and noticed a tiny smile appeared on my face. I enjoyed these secret touches from him; they made the surroundings disappear for me.

We "tried catching a few more waves," each time our bodies touched a little more. I quietly asked him if we could just stay here for a little longer, and he said, "Just be the last to leave the dressing room when we get back," and his hand briefly squeezed my butt as my fingers slid down his six pack.

On the way back I was wondering what his plans were. What did he mean with, "Just be the last to leave..."

The things I was imagining were making me feel warm inside.

At the surf school we had to bring the boards to the back of the tent, and give them to Jay. I was the last one to give it, and when I gave him my board he looked at me and winked. Oh why did he have to be so ******* hot?

I went to the dressing room and tried to get out of my wetsuit, which was pretty difficult actually. The other girls have obviously done this before because they were already getting dressed again. I struggled a lot, so I decided to wait. When everyone else was done, I shyly asked Jay if he could maybe help out...

He came inside and closed the curtains, which were used as a door. "Need a hand?"

"If you don't mind," I replied. I turned around and he slowly moved my hair aside. I felt the zipper going down slowly, and then a soft kiss in my neck. And another one. I turned around and we started kissing against the wall. His hands were going from my waist to my butt, then to my waist again. I felt his cheek moving as he kissed me.

He pulled my wetsuit down until my bikini-top was visible, and grabbed my boob; not too hard and not too soft. I briefly thought, "Is this okay?" but then quickly thought, "Who cares... No one sees us and I really don't mind this today." And our kisses became French kisses.

Jay untied my bikini top and kissed my neck again whilst he was grabbing my boobs again. We both started breathing faster. At this point, he really turned me on. I wanted him so badly. All of him. Jay went down a bit and started licking and sucking my nipple. I've never felt this before, but damn it's nice. I ran my fingers through his wet hair as he continued licking.

When he came up again I felt it was my turn. I moved my hand from his chest, down over his six pack to his swim short, where I briefly rested my hand before going inside. He gasped. I started to move my hand around his harder and harder getting dick.

Jay lifted me up on a table in the room, and took off my wetsuit and bikini bottom. His hand stroked my clit, which made me moan. He smiled and took off his shorts. I felt his dick going inside of me and I gasped. I closed my eyes as I felt I was getting closer. My fingers were grabbing his back. "Please don't stop," I whispered. And right after I said that, I climaxed with a loud moan.

Jay moved back and forth one more time before I got a warm feeling inside of me. He collapsed on my chest with a deep moan and I wrapped my arms around him.

"You should definitely come back for another lesson," Jay whispered into my ear.

"Oh that I will..."