No longer a C-Cup

Ch.1: The Trip

Chapter 1
The sun was high on this hot July afternoon. Izzy's
parents had brought her to this wonderful ocean resort
as a reward for completing her first year of college.
She was thrilled with the pool area and preferred it to
the beach. Because she was in Mexico she could enjoy
adult drinks and loved having a waitress wait on her as
she lay lazily in the sun. Her young 19 year old body
was already brown and her golden blond hair had become
much lighter in the Caribbean sun. As Izzy stepped up
the ladder to leave the pool cool sweet water cascaded
down her svelte, soft body.
With each step up the ladder her firm 34 C breasts
quivered a little. Her stomach flat and dimpled from
years of sit ups, her body strong and defined from
years of gymnastics. She knew she was a hottie as the
boys called her. But she was a little shy and very
inexperienced. She was starting to realize that she
didn't seem to like guys much. They were always
immature, rough and selfish. She had been with 1 boy
last summer, and it had not been enjoyable and
certainly not memorable. So she had spent her first
year of college attending classes, trying to make the
gymnastics team, making new friends, and just getting
settle into a new life. She thought she had done well
her first year and now was ready to enjoy the summer.
Izzy got out of the pool and stood along side the
ladder, wiping her eyes dry of the water. As her eyes
focused she glimpsed an older woman lying by her self.
The sun gleamed off the woman's hard muscled and tanned
body. Izzy looked quickly around to see if anyone had
noticed her stare. They had not. She looked more
closely her eyes moved up the woman's legs, they were
strong and well defined even in repose, her eyes moved
upward, her abs were hard and rippled pools of water
gathered between the rows of muscle, her breasts were
large round and voluptuous, nipples clearly visible and
spiked to attention, the woman's hair was a full mass
of tawny auburn silk, streaked with blond strands of
gold.
Izzy felt her body quiver, she couldn't help but look
closer, oh my, is that Coach Bennington, she thought to
herself, no it couldn't be what would she be doing
here. Oh my, I think it is, yes it is Coach Bennington.
The woman of all her adolescent dreams, Coach Bianca
Bennington, the woman that had been her gymnastics'
coach all those years in high school.
Izzy suddenly felt a familiar yearning from deep
inside of her. Her mind drifted to all those afternoons
alone in her bed alone with her wandering hands and
thoughts of Coach Bennington. She couldn't bring
herself to say anything so she turned to walk away,
when she heard a familiar voice, "is that you Izzy,
oh my goodness it is you" Izzy turned to her coach as
the mature 38 year old woman stood and walked toward
her. Bianca's abs rippled as she stood, her legs flexed
with power as she walked, her huge firm breasts gently
swayed with each step. Izzy felt her pussy shudder
and wondered how a woman of such strength could remain
so feminine.
As if in a dream Coach Bennington stood next to Izzy
cupping her cheek with a strong firm hand. Bianca's
eyes slowly moved up and down Izzy's fresh young
body. Her eyes not shy, in fact Izzy thought they
were as demanding and confident as they had been in
high school. She felt her face start to blush under
that confident gaze. "Oh my, let's take a look at you
angel, you have matured into a gorgeous young baby
girl."
Baby girl? Izzy thought to herself, no one had ever
called her that before, her blush deepened, she liked
it. "Thank you ma'am," she stammered.
"How many years has it been, 3 or 4?" Bianca asked.
Izzy in full blush now replied, "I think 4."
"You're in wonderful shape, precious, are you still in
gymnastics." Bianca's hand still cupping the little
darlings face.
"Yes, well at least I'm trying to make the team at
state."
"How wonderful, you must be 19 or 20 by now."
"I'm 19," said Izzy.
"So young, so fresh so very prefect," Bianca said her
eyes looking deeply into the sweet blue eyes of the
darling girl. "Are you here with a boyfriend, Izzy?"
continued Bianca, her hand still cupping the young
girls face.
"No, my parents brought me here for a vacation."
Slowly coach's finger tips caressed the little
darling's cheek. "Oh how wonderful!" coach's eyes again
moved over Izzy's ripe body, "You're so brown, you
must have been here for a week already."
"Yes," Izzy said.
"well, I was supposed to meet a coaching friend of mine
from Texas. We had planned our vacation for many
months. But she was called away at the last minute, her
mother became ill, so I thought what the heck I will go
any way and at least get a tan," said Coach Bennington,
smiling and gazing into the young beauties darling blue
eyes, and added, "and now I'm so glad I did."
Izzy bit her lower lip and said nothing.
"Angel I need to go now. I have a massage and pedicure
scheduled and wanted to get a work out in before my
massage. There is nothing more relaxing than a massage
after a work out," Bianca said smiling, her hand
smoothed over Izzy's face. "Are you free tonight,
sweet one? Perhaps dinner? That is if you're free and
your parent's wouldn't mind?" Coach said holding the
young girls arm as she turned to walk to her chaise.
Izzy heard herself saying, "Y-yes dinner would be
wonderful."
"Wonderful!" Coach Bennington said as leaned down to
packed her beach bag. Izzy's breath caught for a
moment as she glanced at the huge mounds of wonderful
breast flesh displayed to her as Bianca bent over. "How
about 8 or so, lets meet in the hotel lounge, alright?"
Bianca said as she stood.
Izzy nodded and said, "Ok then," smiling. Coach
Bennington once again cupped the little ones cheek and
said, "I am so looking forward to a wonderful evening
with you, wear something nice, I know a wonderful
Bistro down the beach, we will catch up with each other
and talk about the old days. Bye for now baby girl."
With that Coach Bennington leaned towards Izzy, for a
moment Izzy thought coach was going to kiss her lips,
but kissed her forehead instead.
She watched her coach walk towards the hotel. She
glanced around and noticed several men watching Coach
Bennington leave. She smiled and glanced toward the
object of there desire. She watched Bianca's muscled
back and firm ass moving away in the distance. Izzy
quivered and couldn't believe what had just happened
and she wondered what the night would be like.