Working as a lifeguard is not as easy as it seems for a girl. Being smaller and not as strong as a man makes some people uncomfortable. As for being a lifeguard, it comes with advantages and disadvantages. Most of them apply to me when I work at a local pool. Most of the people that swim here are either grandparents or grandkids visiting during the summer. The rare exceptions are the few pervy old men who stare at the women here. Being the lifeguard, I watch from my little tower and I see it all. I see who the guys stare at and often catch them looking at me. I know it’s wrong, but I’m certainly proud that I turned heads. With my black hair put in a high ponytail, wearing a tight bikini that shows more than it should…
Sometimes on the tower I get a feeling we all get, and if you’re reading this, you probably understand what it is like to be riled up on the job. So, on occasion, if I catch an older guy staring, I may give him a stretch, or bend over and pick up a pool noodle. Often they enjoy the view and that’s it, but this time it was different. He was at least 45, if not way older. I was chatting with a friend on the phone when I caught him staring. His body language suggests I continue the show. I gave him a nice, long stretch. A quick hair flip and a smile in his direction was all the encouragement he needed to start his strut over to me. He was a large man, I would say over 200 pounds and about 5’10” tall. He was balding and only wore black swimming trunks.My mind races when I see him approaching, and I struggle with myself to decide what to do. An angel on one shoulder telling me it’s just a coincidence and a devil on one shoulder telling me what he’s really coming for. My mind wanders around after he finally gets to my tower.
He initiates with a question, “Sure is wonderful weather for a swim, ain’t it?” He asks with the clouds full of skies and in a serious tone.
I giggle. “Sure is.” My eyes fixed on him just as they were on me.
“Say, the pool really isn’t that busy these days. It’s a real shame. After all, we pay for it every year.”
“Hey, I get paid the same whether or not anyone shows up.”
He snickers, “I guess you should be thanking me for paying that salary of yours.”
“Thank you, sir.” I say with a subtle lip bite.
Clearly, he sees through my teasing and raises his hand in the direction of the washroom at the edge of the pool yard.
“You know, for all the money we give you, that shower still doesn’t work!” He said as he finally made eye contact with me after staring at my chest. “Do you think you can help me set it up again?”
The pool is basically empty except for a small family with a mom, dad, and son playing with squirt toys in the shallow end. Since the pool is practically empty, I give in and indulge him.
We make small talk as we make our way to the washroom. I learn his name is John and that he works from home for an investment company of sorts. He learns my name is Maddie and that blue looks really good on me up close.
(In case you’re wondering, we lifeguards don’t have to have abs and wear a red one-piece. Most of the time, we can wear whatever we want.
Upon arriving at the washroom, I confront him about his staring.
“You know, I can tell you’re not looking me in the eyes, right?” Teasingly, I say.
Expectedly, he feints embarrassment, apologizing, “Well, you do just look so good.” It is only natural. I promise I don’t think about you like that.
“Think about what?” I asked, innocently drawing him into the washroom. “That you, so much older than me, could have feelings for me?”
He reacts flustered, but I can tell he knows that it’s the truth. So scandalous it would be to have a young lifeguard alone, and then to have sex with her! So obviously, that is what happened next. I could bore you with the little foreplay and him asking me to get on my knees to “earn my salary,” but I think it’s more fun to get to the action.
Down on my knees on the old bathroom tile, I stare in front of me as he stands in front of me, blocking the way to the door, almost pinning me to the wall. My ponytail drops down to my mid-back as I reach forward to grab his trunks. His erection is visible from the outside, its shape defined well through the thin cloth. My right hand pulls at the elastic band, springing his collar free. My left hand grabs his shaft as soon as his cock springs out at me.
Slowly, I start to stroke his cock with one hand while the other moves to his balls, massaging his sack. He groans, but I have entered my own world. This chicken in front of me is mine to please and serve.
As I place the tip of his cock on my lips, my tongue rolls over them. I move my mouth around and kiss all over his cock. My red lipstick starts to coat the outside of the shaft and the cock twitches. I decide to lick the cock from the base to the tip. I stare up into his eyes as I inch from bottom to top and start to suck his cock. His mature cock tastes magical and my mouth reacts in kind. I move half way down his cock, then back up again and again. His cock tastes exactly like I expected it to.
His cock is layered in veins and most definitely the thickest I have ever seen. My throat makes room for his girth at the cost of me breathing, but with the spell he has over me, I do not even care. The deeper I take his cock and the more I bounce my head up and down, my own body heats up. My brain is overwhelmed by my senses. My body is quivering and my brain is not doing me any favors.
As I suck his cock obediently, my brain makes me think of my situation. A poor lifeguard slutting herself out to an older man, not because she has to, but because she wants to. I’m sucking on an older man’s cock who I just met, thinking about how I am the prettiest girl he’s ever gotten to blow him. All of these thoughts race around my head as I keep his cock in my mouth, pumping him with my tight throat.
My spit and his precum mix and start to fill my mouth. I pop his cock out of my mouth and a line of spit and cum follows. I coughed once because of how thick his cock is. My mouth longs for more of him, but he takes matters into his own hands. His left hand grabs hold of the root of my ponytail; his other hand grabs my face and makes me stare up at him. His eyes look through me as he forces my mouth to take his entire shaft. My throat is full of his thick cock, as he pushes me down all the way to his base. His hair touches my mouth, and my body shivers.
He firmly takes both our hands and pulls my ponytail free, letting my hair fall down. Both his hands now pull my head into him fast and angrily. Over and over, my throat is filled with his cock. I gag and choke on it all while he gets faster and harder. Finally, he pulls my head to his hips and he pours his cum into my mouth. Keeping me pinned for what feels like an eternity while he twitches and moans. Eventually, he pulls out his member, and the cum overflows from my mouth onto the ground. I kneeled before him, choking down the cum he so eagerly gave me.
“Oh, you’re something special, baby,” he moaned happily. “Now let’s get to the good part.”
As I catch my breath, he pulls me from the ground, pulling my top off, revealing my b-cups to him. As his member begins to grow stiff once more, he orders me to remove my bottoms.
I comply and look at him lustfully. I didn’t think it would get this far. “Sir, did you bring protection?” I ask sheepishly.
“I’ll pull out the baby, don’t you worry.” As the words leave his mouth, he spins me around and presses me into the wall. “I’m going to fuck you till you can’t walk anymore.” He whispers into my ear as he inserts his cock inside me.
His cock slides in slowly on the first thrust. His tip reached deep inside me as I let out a gasp. Seeing this as a sign, he puts one hand on my neck and the other on my hands. He has me pinned firmly to the wall as his grip around my neck tightens. My body cannot handle the stimulation and I react violently. My legs spasm and my slight moans turn into screams of pleasure. His cock moves fast inside of me, as with each thrust he hilts himself into me. His hips smack my ass with each movement, and my ass shakes in response. My pussy is filled by his cock, overwhelming me with his size and aggression. My face flushes bright red as the lack of oxygen and sheer embarrassment hit me.
I cannot believe I let this man turn me around and fuck me without even asking for it. But, I let him anyway, because I couldn’t get enough of his fat cock. For minutes, this older man fucks me and whispers about filling me with his cum. My pussy can not hold out for very long before his cock begins to reshape my insides. I tried again, and he became even rougher.Once I feel as if I cannot take it anymore, I feel him freeze inside me. His load pours inside me as I squirm. Unable to free myself, he holds me still to take more of the cum until he is satisfied with me. I shake and try to break free, but it is no use. His wary cock stays inside me to ensure I take every drop of cum.
When he pulls out, no words are exchanged, and he pushes me to the floor, my pussy leaking his cum. I stare at him and put my mouth around his cock, sucking his cock dry. His soft cock glistens with my spit and my mouth waters for more. Slowly, he pulls away from me and brings his swim trunks back up to his waist. He turns to the door without saying anything, leaving me a cum filled mess on the bathroom floor.
While I lay naked on the ground, his cum stayed pouring out of my pussy while I lay staring at the ceiling. My mouth still had the aftertaste of his cock and cum, my legs twitched, and I could not get myself to stand. I put my bikini back on and made my way outside. On the outside, the pool was calm and not another person was there. I got away with it this time, but it’s best I don’t make this a habit, right?