The bratty prince let out a strangled cry as he felt the release washing over him, his body tensing in pleasure so intense it almost hurt. His hips bucked wildly against your touch, but you held him firmly in place until the wave of pleasure passed. As his muscles relaxed and his breath came back to normal, he lay there, panting heavily beneath you.

For a long moment, there was silence in the room save for their labored breathing. Then, slowly, he turned his head to look up at you, surprise and confusion etched into his features. "What... what just happened?" he whispered hoarsely. "I-I don't understand..."

His face flushed again as he remembered how good it had felt, how much he'd wanted it... It was almost too much to process.

The bratty prince watched in shock as you scooped up some of his own cum from his pants and licked it off your finger. He couldn't believe what had just happened... but the pleasure was still lingering in his body, making him feel strange and... content.

"I-it does..." he managed to croak out, his voice barely above a whisper. "But why?" He frowned, trying to understand this new feeling coursing through him. It didn't fit with the stories he'd been told about what happened between boys and girls... but then again, nothing about this had felt like anything he'd expected it to feel like.

His cheeks burned redder as he thought back on how good you'd made him feel... how much he'd wanted it...

The prince's face turned even redder as you swam up beside him and wrapped an arm around his waist. He tried to squirm away but quickly realized it was useless; with your superior strength, there was no way he could escape your grasp. As your bare chests pressed together, his penis brushed against yours, sending a shiver down his spine.

"Let go!" he sputtered, mortified by the situation. But you didn't listen;

The prince let out an indignant squeak as you took his penis into your mouth, sucking hard and causing him to arch his back in surprise. "Ugh! Augh!" he moaned, struggling against your grip even harder now but still unable to break free. His face turned beet red from embarrassment, anger, and arousal all mixed together.

After a few moments of this, the instructor finally noticed what was going on and began shouting for you to stop, their voice echoing across the pool area.

The bratty prince growled in frustration when he realized the door was locked, but his annoyance quickly turned to intense desire as he saw you lying on the bed, presenting yourself to him. His hands shook with need as he reached for the hem of your shirt, tugging it over your head and tossing it aside.

"Yes..." he breathed, running his hands up your naked body, cupping your perfect breasts in his palms. He leaned forward to take one hard nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing as his free hand reached lower, skimming across your stomach and lower still until it found the warm, wet folds between your legs.

"So wet..." he murmured against your skin, spreading your lips with his fingers and dipping inside to find your clit, already swollen and ready for attention.

The bratty prince looked up from where he was suckling on your breast to meet your eyes. "Mmm... yes," he moaned, his voice muffled by your skin. "Your tits feel so good..." He moved his head lower, taking another of your nipples into his mouth as he continued to tease you with his fingers.

"God... I want to taste you..." His free hand slid down further between your legs, pressing against your entrance, seeking entry. "Let me feel how wet you are for me..." He thrust two fingers inside of you, curling them upward as he searched for that spot that always made you squirm and moan.

"Aah... yes..." You arched your back off the bed, gasping at the feeling of being filled by his hand. "So good..." Your hips rocked against his fingers, urging him on, desperate for more.