Dawn sunbeams poured through the back windows of the SUV and across Kayla's closed eyelids. She stirred at the intrusion and realized she was not lying in her bed. Oh right, the party, she remembered as the haze of sleep lifted. The lifeguards at the park's swim beach had a tradition of camping out on the Sunday night following the busy July 4th weekend. So last night Kayla and seven of her coworkers had roasted marshmall...

Finally, the long day Makennah and Allen had spent at the Nine Cedars Country Club pool had drawn to an end. Makennah hurriedly straightened up the lifeguard office and logged some paperwork while Allen helpfully swam out and set up the lane markers for the adult swim period beginning after Makennah’s shift. He gathered up his things from the locker in the men’s room and met Makennah in front of the pool house, looking im...

Makennah breezed into the kitchen wearing her red one-piece lifeguard swimsuit, with mirrored cop shades pushed up over her auburn hair, which was pulled back into a fierce ponytail. She wore her whistle on a lanyard and a pair of white USC basketball shorts over the bottom, along with a pair of thick filp-flops with multicolored soles. Yellow Zinka had already been applied to her nose and under her eyes. It was Saturday...

Maria excused herself from the kitchen as if to go to the bathroom, as Makennah pored over the major league baseball box scores in that day's Springfield Sentinel. In the bathroom, Maria found Allen, gathering up his clothes, his naked pink/tanned ass sticking up as he rooted along the floor for his flip-flops. “Allen!” Maria said as emphatically but as quietly as she could. “You have to leave, now!” “What the fuck!” Alle...

I looked across the breakfast table with distaste to where Kenneth, my husband, was stuffing his face while reading the Wall Street Journal. "I don't think he remembers that this is our first wedding anniversary," I mused. Kenneth's phone chimed, indicating an incoming text message, and I looked up as he read the text. "Damn! Wendy, I have a problem. I have to go away. An emergency has cropped up, and I must go immediatel...

Rosita meandered around inside her bedroom for most of the evening. There was a fair amount of multitasking as she streamed media while web surfing, playing PC games, texting and gaming on her phone, and playing games on her PS4. All the while, she had her earbuds in as she listened to music. She was nineteen years old, a geek, a nerd, and a gamer girl. She enjoyed all of the previously mentioned things as well as the sta...

The tiles are cold against my hands, taking his hot lance deeper into my cunt. His fingers slide into my mouth to silence my yelping. The motif swirls as a vortex burrowing into my soul. Sucking them, the notion of being spit-roasted by two lifeguards delivers a potent convulsive climax. Provoking his premature finish, my mouth awaits it, and his milk boils over. Noisy, hungry gulps take it all. Sheepishly, he melts away,...

I live and work in paradise. I’m thirty years old and have been a lifeguard for more than fifteen years. For the last eight I’ve been the guard at Wineglass Beach on the east coast of small island in the waters south of Melbourne, Australia. I had to look twice the first time I saw her. Beyond the exquisite beauty of the beach, I am used to seeing sexy swimmers every day. To be honest, I rarely notice anymore. But there w...

I really hated the community pool in our housing development. Well, not actually the pool itself, but the fact that the place seemed to always be overrun with screaming kids and surly teenagers. I really wanted to be able to swim laps and get some sun while reading (and quaffing the occasional adult beverage); but found these tasks to be hard to accomplish due to the aforesaid. I was seriously thinking about giving up my...