Fun at the Pool

bacardi8

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Background: I know lots of people find summer jobs a bore; home from college for some r&r and parents make them go sit in an office all day filing paper or answering bloody phones.
But not me. I was set up this year at the local open air swimming pool. Me and my mate Phil were lifeguards for the third year in a row, and we loved it. Of course you had to put up with screaming kids running all over the place, but the rest of the time you could just sit and enjoy the talent that strutted around in bikinis! Every once in a while you'd get lucky and spend half a shift with a pretty girl in the lifeguards rest room.


Patrick IC: Phil and I were wandering round the side of the pool one hot afternoon in our red shorts and bright yellow shirts with "Lifeguard" emblazened across them. A little bored, we were scoring the girls out of ten as they splashed in the water,

"That blonde's a 7, but if you gave her the tits from the one in blue she'd be a definite 9" I said, indicating two hotties sitting on the side, "what to you reckon Phil?"



OOC:

Patrick - played by me - 21 yrs old, round smiley face, short brown hair, well toned body, 5"5'

Philip - played by Vikingboy- 21 yrs old, thinner but just as muscular as Patrick, short black hair, 6"2'
 
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Ashley

OOC:
18 years old. 5' 5 115lbs blonde hair and blue eyes toned atheletic body, 36c-24-34.

Daddy's little girl gone wild, he buys her everything and thinks she is stil so innocent. Yet what he doesn't know is she can be a total slut from time to time, to time. He just bought her this pool pass so she can lay out all day long instead of having to use the boring backyard.

IC:

Showing up at the pool in my new swimsuit(a tiny little white string bikini. triangle tops that tie behind the back and neck. Tiny little thong bottoms that tie on both hips. Then a little little matching skirt for a cover). Bag in hand with magazines, sun tan lotion, towel, headphones and even a little pokcet vibrator (a girl never knows when she might need a little release!). I walk into the front gate and see the sign in book. Leaning over as I write my name down. Strutting to the pool area as I look for a good open spot.
 
Patrick

OOC: Welcome to the pool Ashley :)

IC: Waiting for Phil's response, we were walking past the entrance and spied a new visitor to the pool. She was hot! A slim blonde with breasts that were crying out to be crushed beneath my hands. The tiny skirt barely hid a shapely ass, and I couldn't help but imagine whipping it off...

I elbowed Phil and nodded my head in the nubile young girl's direction,

"I saw her first, mate" I said.
 
"Yeah but we can share," Phil said. "Like that married chick last summer? Remembver how hot she was for a little DP?"

This chick on the beach was as hot as a firecracker. She made my steady, Jill, look poor in comparison. I wanted her breasts around my cock and her tongue dragging across the tip. I wanted to taste her pussy, eat her before, during, and after we fucked.

Damn it, but she was hot!

But how to get her?
 
Patrick

IC: Phil's suggestion of sharing the little minx, combined with the recollection of when we'd doubleteamed a slut, made my cock jump beneath the light swim shorts. I struggled hard to think of something other than the girl in the tiny white bikini before anyone noticed the bulge...

Phil and I casually followed the girl round the edge of the pool as she searched for a sun lounger, both eyeing her curves as subtly as we could manage.
 
Ashley

Strutting across the pool area as I find an open lounge chair. Putting all my things down as I unwrap my skirt and toss in on the concrete ground beside my chair. Now my sweet tight little ass exposed to everyone there.

I bend over slowly as I lay my towel out on the chair, knowing I have to be drawing at least a few stares as I take my time with the towel. Then I lay my toned body down onto the chair on my back. Leaning over as I start to apply baby oil to my body. Starting with my arms, then working from my feet up to my thighs and inner thighs. Finishing up with my tight tummy and my chesty cleavage.
 
"Holy shit, Pat, wil you look at that ass!"

The chick started to set up her tanning. And her bikini bottom was just a string between her cheeks. Her ass was so hot and tight and rounds that I wanted to throw myself down and kiss it, worship it.

And, boy was she ever flaunting it! When she started oiling up her body, I was hooked. Bruce, from Jaws, could have swum into the pool and started having lilkid sushi, and I wouldn't have seen a thing but her body.

I nudged Pat, but he was looking right where I was, at the prettiest, flirtiest piece of ass on the pool deck.
 
Patrick

IC: As usual, Phil was so busy salivating over the girl from a distance that he wasn't actually doing anything to get closer to her.

"Watch and learn, mate" I said as I strolled over towards her.

The scantily clad beauty had been teasing her audience by rubbing lotion into her bare skin, and I picked up the bottle as I perched on the end of the lounger she was lying on.

"You know, Miss, the sun can be quite dangerous - especially if you use this sexy oil instead of proper sun-block," I said in a mock lecture style, "I wouldn't usually say anything, but when you're wearing so little it's even more important to take precautions."

I paused to look the pretty young thing up and down, and gazed meaningfully into the set of eyes glaring back at me over designer sunglasses,

"I've got some information posters and leaflets in the Lifeguards common room if you'd like to learn more..."
 
Ashley

I saw this cute lifegaurd heading my way. I had a pretty good idea of what he was up to as he came over, eyeing my body.

He started rambling on about my choice of sun oil over sun block. "In the lifegaurds common room huh?" I ask him, still laying. Propping myself up on my elbows, my abs glistening in the sun. "Well I guess it wouldn't hurt to learn a little more." I say as I get up off my chair.

"Well lead the way then, I can't wait to learn about sunblock" I giggle as I wait for him to show me.
 
Toned redhead

OOC: THe red head is About 5'7" Her long red hair is glossy and ripples in waves to her ass. She is currently wearing a sleek green two piece bikini barely held on by strings. Her skin is lightly tan and her breasts are full and naturally set high on her chest. Her tummy is flatt with just the barest hint of muscles rippling along her skin.

IC: She walks along the pool side a towel flung over her shoulder as she moves around the lounge chairs and tables scattered along the edge of the hot deck of the pool. Her hair is currently tucked into a ponytail and a pair of sunglasses perch on her nose shielding her eyes from the glaring bright sun and gives her the advantage of looking over delicious men in the vicinity.
 
Phil

I can see that Pat has the little blonde under control. I figure he'll want to start alone. But there's this sweet looking redhead who just hit the deck. Man, she's looking hot. That ponytail, that luscious body, that gorgeous smile, and that rocking swimsuit. I smile at her as she goes by.

"Hi, Miss. I'm Phil, the lifeguard. Anything you need?"
 
Selina

Lifting a hand up she slides the glasses along her nose a little bit and her emerald green gazer slides along the lifeguard speaking to her. A soft delicate pink tongue slides out and slips along her lips as she shrugs slightly. The top of the bathing suit lifts her breasts up as she moves and her voice holds a soft southern drawl as she remarks," Um unless you can make the waiter work a little faster 'ah' doubt you would be allowed to rub sunscreen on my body." Her eyes sparkle as she talks and she drop sthe towel she was holding revealing the full extent of her charms to the view of several people around her.
 
"well Selina, the one rule here is keep the guests completely satisfied. And I'm pretty damn good at that. Where do you need that sunscreen apllied?"

It was against the rules, but hell, I didn't care. There were about three guests and five employees around....and I wouldn't be missed.

I drew myself up to my 6'2" height and offered her a beach chair to lie in.

"What do you need. I'm your servant, Ma'am"
 
Selina

She laughed gently her hands sliding up and she tipped off the sunglasses as she moved to the chair closest to the two of them.

"Along my back and shoulders please I can never quite get that area good enough and along my legs to." As she speaks her body turns indicating those areas that need the most work and she then lifts her emearl gaze to the man before her and smiles winsomely.

Moving to settle onto the lounging chair on her stomach she kneels first and this causes the bathingsuit to tighten along her ass and then she lays along the now flat chair and slowly lifts her hair from her back and along her shoulders as she offers her body up to the guard's tender ministrations.
 
Patrick

IC: I led the girl around the edge of the pool and we exchanged names, but as we made small-talk I got the distinct impression that we were both interested in the same thing...

Ashley and I passed Phil as he chatted up a cute redhead, and I gave him a broad grin and a conspiratorial wink. I held the door of the common room open for Ashley, and -like a true gentleman- watched her tanned ass wiggle it's way past me. God, this one was hot; I could already imagine how good it would feel to slide my manhood between those smooth thighs and into Ashley's tiny pussy.

Shaking my head back to reality, I clicked the door shut behind us and continued to admire Ashley as she surveyed the small room: a desk and a few wooden chairs, an old campbed in one corner, plus a sofa and 2 comfy chairs in the other corner.

"I'll just see if I can find those leaflets." I said, continuing the pretence, and went over to the desk. I bent over to open the bottom draw, knowing that Ashley would have a clear view of the tight ass which my girlfriends had always remarked favourably on.
 
Phil

I looked at this red-headed goddess kneeling on the chair before she lay down. Her ass looked so good my mouth watered. Then she stretched out on that lounger and spread her legs apart, I saw what I weanted, a few, just a sparse number of red hairs peeking out at me.

I took the lotion in hand and moved up behind her, my cock already straining my speedos. I started with her back and shoulders and slipped some under the strings that held the bikini tops on. I heard her purr and allowed my hands to slip around he chest and graze the sides of her breasts. As I worked, I brushed my hardness, covered in silky lycra, against her barely covered ass cheeks. I could swear she pushed back and purred louder....

And I worked my way down toward her ass....
 
Purrs of delight

Hands like steel made muscles that were somewhat taunt loosen like melted butter on a hot plate. His body moving against my own made me want to moan aloud and beg for more, but I was being the good girl today. So a few soft purrs merely greeted his ears.

I felt his hardness brushing along my ass and I could help but press back slightly and then I stopped realizing what was going on I didn't even know im for christ sakes. But damn those hands were like magic and I gripped the corners of the chair to keep from moving any further and then as his hands slid lower along my back towards my rounded ass I thought I might crack but I squeezed my eyes tight and bite my lip praying like hell I could keep the rest of my body loose enough so he couldn't see how badly he was affecting me.
 
As I pressed my fingers into her back muscles, I felt her stiffen and then relax. The same reaction when my erection brushed her as. She pressed back against it, then seemed to will her hps to fall. As my fingers began to massage the lotion into her waist and then her asscheeks right at the top of her thighs, I caught a whiff of something more than coconut oil.

"Hmmmmm, I think I'm getting to her," I thought. "I wonder how far she'll let this go."

I ran my lotion covered hands down her thighs and up again, spreading her legs farther apart. I massaged her thigh muscles and brought my face down to her ass, where I let my tongue glide along the edge of her suit for just an instant. Then I went back to being a nice boy putting on lotion, even though my cock was screaming to get out and find a new home.....
 
Hot and cold.....

His hands are driving you nuts you need to put a stop to this I was thinking this to myself, as I let a soft groan of delight slip past my lips. Nice girls don't do anything like this...I kept thinking. But then Being nice didn't keep justin in your life either did it, Relax he obviously is enjoying what he is doing to you and it isn't like he can do anything more what with people around the pool. Thoughts raced through my head Even as those hands were still massaging into my nubile flesh.

Was that a lick? Lifting her head she looks back up and over her shoulder to watch him a moment...hesaid his name was Phil right? Or Will? God you are such a twit sometimes ... Acting as cool as possible she smiles a bit and whispers, "Ummm you do that so well would you mind rubbing the front of my legs too?" With the words spoken She turns over and onto her back, perhaps faster then you were ready for and your hands brush along her sex until you pull back.....
 
She turned over and my hand wound up right on her sex...before I pulled back I pressed down and felt a soft downy mass there. Mmmmmm, she doesn't shave...that's nice. I love a nice trimmed bush, I thought. I smiled down at her and said, "Of course, Salina, I'll be happy to do your front too."

I looked at her, breathing hard, her chest (nice breasts, luv), rising and falling. I put some lotion on my hands and began at her feet, playing with her toes, then her instep, and up to her ankles. She giggled again, and I kept going, up to her calfs, and further up to her knees.

I looked into her slitted eyes as I prepared to massage her thighs. "Do you like what I'm doing, Miss?"
 
Selina

As I turned over and I fekt his hand press in a bit closer and then move away I was a bit shocked but I didn't say anything for now. He had moved his hand away. When his hand moved to my feet and ankles I was immediately tense I was so sensative there and damn but he was hitting some extremely senstaive areas. It was all I could do to keep from begging him to fuck me right there.

God! Selina get a grip he is a guy who is merely doing his duty.

MY hands were gripping the sides of the lounger so tight my knuckles were white and as his hands moved higher I was getting wetter, I was sure he could smell the tangy set. I could smell it and I wasn't sitting over it.

As he looked into my slitted eyes and he prepared to massage my thighs. "Do you like what I'm doing, Miss?"

I had to bite back the comment that was hovering on my lips, they parted and I clicked my teeth shut with and audible sound and merely nodded and smiled as if it was everyday a guy I didn't know massaged oil onto my body.

Yeah but what a hunk, and John never did any of this for you.....I had to find away to make my mind stop working over time.


I watched his hands rise higher still and my hands didn't unclench from the lounging chair......
 
From the way she was clenching the sides of the chair and the scent of arousal from her, and from the nod of her head, I knbew I was on the right track. I slid my hands up her thighs and massaged the oil into them. I heard her soft moans and figured that if I touched her sex again, she;d be in big trouble.....

So, i slipped my hands up past her sex and massaged the oil into her sides and up to her breasts. Her nipples were hard as rock, sticking through the thin top. It was all I could do to keep from biting and sucking them right then and there. But I knew that if I played it right, she'd be in my room and on her knees begging for it before long.

I stroked the last of the oil on her shoulders and neck and then I stopped. I braced myself on my poweerful arms straddling her head. I was inches from pressing my entire body onto hers and I whispered, "room 1705 in the hotel after 5. I'll finish the job."

Then I moved off of her and away, and dove into the pool to let the water reduce my hard-on.
 
Who was that masked man?

His hands Damn it you have to stop his hands!? My mind was screaming but I couldn't even form a coherent word much less a sentence. WHen his hands moved up and over my stomach and then my shoulders I could swear I had melted Why wasn't I wa pool of goo on the ground beneath the lounger? Why hadn't I slipped through the spaces?

When he leaned up and over me I felt sure he was going to kiss me and I closed my eyes and then he merely whispered and then was gone. when I opened my eyes I was staring at the bright blu esky from between the palms that were dotted around the pool. then I heard the splash. My air was gone my mind was racing had I just been invited to his room? Then I realized I was supposed to breathe and a gush of air filled my lungs so quickly that I almost choked. Swallowing and beginning to breathe more easily I watched him swim the length of the pool his broad strokes making the muscles along his body rippled.

Damn I bet he knows how to move in bed.....John didn't and he was your first and only...maybe this is how fantasies become real? My mind raced, here was an oppurtunity to just let go and do something wild and crazy.... A boarding school and then shipped off to college a girl was in trouble with guys like this around. And no school girl fantasy in the boarding school dorms ever sounded like this.

Several drinks later and some couple of hours of watching him walk around the pool and do his life guard duties. How many trists was he making with anyone else? I had to ask myself but he didn't really seem to be talking to anyone else as he moved about the deck. Finally I climbed a bit unsteadily to my feet and grabbed up my towel and began to walk back to the hotel. I walked past him without saying a word no indication at all I would be coming to his hotel room. Nothing to give away the fact that I was so wet in anticipatiuon of those hands on me again.
 
As the day wore on, I did my job. Lightly flirting with the teenager girls & married ladies, cheerfully corraling the rugrats, keeping the poolside clean. Pat didn't return from his time with the blond bit, but I knew he'd make it up0 to me later.

The whole time, I was conscious of Selina, the redhead. She had some drinks and seemed to ignore me. But every so often I'd turn and catch her gaze, especially when I was chatting up a pretty younf thing. Two or three made subtle passes atv me, but I either deflected them or played dumb.

About 4:30, right near the end of my shift, I saw my redheaded target leave the pool. She ignored me as she walked by, but it was an act...I knew it. She was too careful to not touch as she brushed by and I thought I caught the scent of a woman in heat as she strolled past.

My replacement, Nikki, a cute little brunette who loved quickies in the guard's quarters, showed up early. As Pat and his bit still hadn't appeared, I told her to go on in. I chuckled as she went, undoubtedly expecting me to follow.

But I punched out and went to the hotel. My room wasn't much, a single behind an elevator, but it would be enough. After all, who needs two beds when you only have one girl to fuck?
 
Darkness encroaches...

The darkness of the Hotel was a welcome hand on my body from the heat ouside. The air conditioned to make me feel at ease was working well. Wrapping the towel around my middle I walked across the lobby to the elevator.

An older couple the woman sour faced and looking prudish barely noticed me but her husband didnt' bother hiding his look of lust. His head snapped around so quick I could have sworn I hear it crack. She must have to because she finally noticed me and slapped him in the back of the head. I smothered a smirk and walked into the elevator when it dinged its arrival. I pushed the button for my floor and leaned back on the wall as I waited for the lift to take me to my rooms. I was on the 15 floor of the hotel in a suite. It was my college graduation gift and I wanted ti to be special so here I was alone and Without John.

Stop it Selina, stop thinking about that man. I chided myself metally as I bearated myself for thinking of John, he would be marrying Elizabeth in a week. John would be a distant memory I hoped and soon. the elevator announced my floor and I stepped out of the lift and headed to the room I occupied. it was 4:45 and he had said 5. I was scared and opprehensive at the same time.

You can't go and do this, you are still in love with John. Shut up and go take a cold shower. Just go and get dressed go to the restaraunt eat flirt with a few men and then go to your room and ge a good girl.

Reason did not prevail and at 5:15 I found myself standing outside the room he told me to go to, I had changed into a short mini skirt that zipped along the sides. You could make the skirt split as wide as you wanted.....it wasn't that wide and barely created a upside down 'V'. The top was a spaghetti strapped tank pink in color and showed off the slight tan I had acquired earlier. the top didn't allow for a bra and my breasts barely created a cleavage as I reached up to knock at the door. Hair left unbound and along my waist it curled and waved to my hips.

*knock* *knock*
 
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