Lifeguard - A Summer of Sex Ch. 01

Kendra

It was the end of a long day at the end of a long week at the end of a long summer. I had taken this job as a lifeguard at the country club pool to give myself a bit of a break from all the school related summer jobs I had taken over the last ten years. I was thirty-two and had been in school continuously since I was a little kid. Between each year of my undergrad program I had summer jobs that counted toward my degree as work related experience. I had done the same sort of thing as part of my Master's program and in the first four years of my PhD. I figured this would be my last summer before going into the real world after graduation and so I wanted to take one last break from the real world and take a job that was more relaxing and just fun.

The lifeguard gig fit the bill nicely. It was a large pool that was part of a golf and country club type setting. It was surrounded by a large lawn with a few little clumps of trees inside the high fence designed to secure the area and afford swimmers a bit of privacy from the leering eyes of golfers passing by. Most of the swimmers were golfers in for a post-game dip but there was also a fair contingent of people who lived nearby and came by for a daily dip and to lounge in the sun for a while. It kept me busy enough watching over them but without any whiny screaming kids to worry about for the most part. Over the summer I had become friendly with several of the regular women in particular and it made the time slide by nicely.

What also helped the time pass nicely was sex. And it had been a while now since my last round. My boyfriend Jed and I were a solid couple and it felt like marriage was in our future. But that summer, he had taken a job up north doing some field work for his research program and we had reconciled ourselves to having a four-month break between seeing each other as a result. Our sex life had always been strong and we hugely enjoyed each other. We were strictly monogamous but from time to time we would bring in a third partner, male or female, to enjoy as well so we had never been totally opposed to the idea of each of us having sex with someone else.

On the occasions we had brought in our best friend Brad, Jed was always keen and really enjoyed watching Brad fuck me and he loved watching me suck Brad's cock while he fucked me himself. But he was totally not into the gay thing and had no interest in participating in fucking Brad or even touching him at all really. I was mildly disappointed by that as one of my little fantasies has always been to have a cock in my pussy and my asshole at the same time but Jed wouldn't do it for fear of getting too close to Brad's cock. But that was only a mild irritation really and we always had a great time. And for my part, when we got a girl to join us, I was as keen a pussy licker as Jed and loved going down on a friend while Jed was fucking me or vice versa.

Given all of that, we had agreed that during our break, we could both fuck other people just to take the edge off. We also figured it would be a good test of our relationship to see how we responded to the idea of being with someone else for while. So, all that to say, my recent dry spell was not a result of boyfriend issues.

The summer had started off fairly well really. About three weeks in, I noticed one of my regular swimmers kept looking at me with what seemed like more than a passing interest. I guessed her age to be about 45, partly based on her appearance but also by the fact that she often came with a daughter who looked to be about 16 or so. She had introduced herself as Marsha the first week I started and told me her daughter was Melissa.

Late one Thursday the temperature was still pleasantly warm as the sun began to sink but there were very few swimmers. Marsha and Melissa had been in out of the pool a few times and were still hanging around. A couple of other teens lay on towels on the lawn working on their tans. They got up and left and not long after that, I heard Melissa call out to her mum that she was leaving and I heard the gate closing behind her as she did. It as only fifteen minutes until closing time so I decided to start just tidying up to get ready to close up.

I did a bit of a circuit around the lawn area and picked up a couple of club towels someone had left behind and some paper cups that people were too damn lazy to toss out themselves. That always pissed me off and I was in a mildly irritated mood as I headed back toward the pool. Ahead, I could see Marsha who was lying back in a lounge chair and seemingly enjoying the sun and the quiet as she just gazed off into the distance. For a mother of her age, she was in pretty good shape, with nice long and well-tanned legs, a really quite pretty face and a pair of tits that were almost as big as mine -- which is saying something as mine are pretty big if I do say so myself.

She was wearing a peach coloured bikini and as I drew closer, she shifted a bit in her chair and without really thinking about it, I ran my eyes up and down her body. I couldn't help but notice that she was obviously not a fan of bald pussies as I could see a fair bit of hair spilling out of her bikini bottom after her position shift. She seemed to sense that herself somehow and unconsciously reached down to adjust her bottoms. My eye was drawn by the motion and to my surprise yet again, I could clearly see that she had quite a wet patch right in the middle of her pussy. I didn't think she had peed herself obviously and I couldn't see any water from the pool around anywhere. As I stepped closer I could see her nipples were hard as rocks and seemed to be almost puncturing her bikini top. I couldn't help but laugh to myself as I was pretty sure she was right in the middle of some wild fantasy that was really turning her on.

My shadow must have alerted her to my presence and she sort of sat up with a bit of a start as I passed by the foot of the chair.

"Sorry to disturb you Marsha" I said to her with a bit of a smile. "You seemed to be quite relaxed and I'm sorry I startled you."

"Ohhh, no problem Kendra" she replied in a somewhat strange voice. I was just thinking about you and strangely enough you just appeared" she told me in a slightly more normal tone.

Given what I was pretty sure she had been daydreaming about before I walked up, I was pretty surprised to hear she was thinking of me and didn't really know what to say in response. I just shrugged it off and figured my guess was wrong as I headed off to complete my end of day routine. I filled out the daily log in the little office area at one end of the deck, turned the filter and heater program to the nighttime setting and wandered back to make a last check of the change rooms before I left for the night. Marsha was no where to be seen and I just assumed she had left without saying good-bye which was a bit unusual but understandable given that I was wandering around a bit.

I ducked into the men's change area for a quick look around and to see if anyone had left stuff behind that I would have to turn into the office lost-and-found. Just as in the women's room, there were three showers mounted on the back wall. It was a common wall with the women's area and through the very thin walls, I could hear a shower still running in the women's area. This was not an unusual occurrence as one of the women's showers had problem with the tap and was often left on accidentally. I scooped up a ball cap that I knew belonged to one of the teens who had just left a few minutes ago and figured I would just keep it for him to retrieve tomorrow. I stepped back out on to the pool deck and started into the women's room to turn off the leaky shower and pick up anything left behind there too.

I stepped around the corner into women's change area and was already thinking about where I might stop in for a beer and wings one the way home after I flicked the shower off. I was jolted out of my mini-daydream by the sight of a peach coloured bikini lying on the changing room floor and realized right away that it was Marsha's. As I looked from the bikini to the shower area, I got the surprise of my life.

Marsha had all three showers turned on and had somehow re-angled them so that they all spouted their water to the same spot. And that spot was her pussy. She had her back more or less to me and was thrusting her crotch up toward the water and obviously trying to get it to land on her clit. Every few seconds, she would lean forward to put her tits under the spray and as she did, I could see that she was running one of her hands over them and squeezing her nipples in an alternating pattern. The other hand was obviously deeply buried in her pussy and as she moved about, I could tell she had at least two fingers up inside herself while her thumb rubbed away at her clit.

I was utterly transfixed and stood stock still barely able to breathe. As though it had a mind of its own, my own hand slid down into my shorts and to the top of my pussy. I had just shaved it that morning and my fingers glided down my newly smoothed slit which was almost instantly getting wet. I must have involuntarily groaned aloud because suddenly Marsha whipped around toward me and saw me there. I froze and just didn't know what to say though I was not so stunned that I stopped stroking my increasingly swollen clit.

Marsha had to have been surprised at my appearance but she certainly didn't show it.

"Well hello there" she said through a huge grin. "Once again, I think about you and you just show up!"

"Uhhhh, you were thinking about me while you were doing that?" I asked her in stunned surprise.

"Busted" she laughed.

She made no effort explain how she came be masturbating in the shower room and instead just kept working her fingers in and out of herself as she looked at me.

"I don't know what it is but ever since you started working here a few weeks ago, I just couldn't take my eyes off you. I love your big natural tits and the way they sway when you walk toward me like you did earlier. And on the days you wear that red one-piece that shows off your ass so well I can barely stand it and just get wet looking at you. I have been watching you on that lifeguard chair and am pretty sure you shave your pussy regularly and the idea of it bald and wet and ready for me to lick and suck just drives me wild."

I am normally reasonably perceptive about people but have to admit I badly missed the signals on this one. I had just no idea she was paying any attention to me at all and was totally stunned as I listened to her tell me all that. But not so stunned that I was not continuing to admire her body and how it glistened in the steam. The hand that was playing with her nipples was sort of waving around as she talked but she made no move to take her other one out of her pussy and I kept my fingers locked in my own pussy as well as she spoke. But after couple more seconds, the scene of us both standing there, fingers in pussies, just looking at each other, struck me as hilarious and I started to just laugh out loud. It obviously hit her the same way and we found ourselves chuckling away together.

She turned back to the showers and flicked them off and stepped out toward me. Barely breaking eye contact with me, she grabbed her towel and quickly wiped most of the water off her body. For my part, I drew my hand out of my pussy and stood there rather limply, totally unsure about what to do. But totally sure I wanted her to fuck me. She tossed her towel aside and stepped toward me. I thought she was going to lean in and kiss me and I slightly parted my lips in anticipation. But instead, she reached down and took the hand that had been in my pussy and drew it to her mouth. Still without speaking, she drew my middle two fingers, the ones that had been in my slit, into her mouth and sucked them a like a popsicle.

"Mmmmmm" she moaned.

"More to follow I hope" she whispered as she finally did lean in for a kiss.

I was still in shock really but responded to her fully nonethelss. Her lips were unbelievably soft and warm and it felt like my mouth was just melting into hers. She reached up to cup my face in her hands and drew me even closer to her and plunged her tongue deep into my mouth as she did so. My hands came up naturally and at first rested lightly on her lower back but almost immediately I instinctively ran my hands down lower and over her beautiful ass and pulled her hips into mine. I could feel her mons grinding on mine and could feel my clit responding to the pressure of her. I could feel the warmth of the shower on her skin still and the moisture of her making my shirt wet. To my amusement, instead of a nice, sexy womanly smell coming off her, all I could smell was the chlorine of the pool and again I started to chuckle at the absolute unsexiness of it.

This time she didn't laugh with but instead pulled back a bit and looked at me quizzically.

"Now what?" she asked.

"You smell like the pool" I told her with a bit more of a grin.

As she smiled back at me, she brought her hand up to run her fingers under my nose and into my mouth.

"Does this smell and taste like pool?"

It most certainly did not and the obvious smell and taste of her pussy seemed to flash a direct signal to my own pussy and I could feel myself getting even wetter. I pulled her ass into me once more only this time, I dipped my head down to take one or her nipples into my mouth. She groaned my name and pushed her tits firmly into my face as I moved my mouth back and forth between her firm and erect nipples. I was surprised by how much bigger than mine they were, or least by how much more they stood out than mine and decided it would be a good time to do a more detailed comparison.

Momentarily letting go of her steamy warm butt, I reached down to whip my shirt off. I still had my own bikini on but just pulled my tits out of it for her to see without bothering to take it off.

"Your nipples stand up so much more than mine" I said to her as I rubbed mine up against hers.

"True enough but I bet I can change that" she said to me as she latched on to one of my nipples with her mouth.

I loooove having my tits sucked and with no disrespect to my BF Jed, having a woman do it just felt so much more gentle and sensual than when he does it. I have to admit I love the feel of his rough beard scraping a bit on my tits as he sucks them. But now having Marsha sucking them so hard and yet tenderly at the same time just sent me into orbit. I didn't think it was possible to cum just from having my tits sucked but I proceeded to do just that as I felt it building way down in my stomach, and then my pussy clenching repeatedly as I went over the edge and cried out as I sagged into Marsha.

She read me so well it felt like we had been doing this for years. She gently held me up, kissing my neck, and blowing lightly on my nipples as I came down from the high. But even as I did, I knew I wanted more and that I wanted her pussy badly. She was one step ahead of me again though and started kissing her way down from my neck, along the tops of my breasts, carefully bypassing my still super swollen and hyper-sensitive nipples and down my belly button to the top of my shorts.

"Let's get these off you at long-last" she said as she looked up into my eyes.

She undid the snap, pulled down my zipper and hooked her thumbs into my waistline. She pulled my shorts and panties down at the same time in one swift move and leaned forward ever so slightly so that I could balance against her as I stepped out of them. Before I could even move an inch, she pushed her chin into my crotch to give her access to my pussy. With a quickness and confidence that made me think she had done this sort of thing before she forced her tongue into my opening and without any hesitation ran it up to slurp on my clit. It was a sudden and brazen assault and I loved it. I opened my legs even further, willing her to take my clit into her mouth and suck it the way I like. I pushed my pussy into her and put my hands on the back of her head to pull her in even harder.

But just as I was thinking I would cum again already, she pulled back. This time it was her turn to laugh as she saw the look of disappointment and confusion on my face.

"Not so fast baby" she chuckled as I looked down at her desperately wanting to feel her mouth on me again.

With a huge grin on her face and with that same gentleness and firmness she had used with her mouth on my tits, she now pushed her two middle fingers into my cunt and started working my G-spot. I thought my pussy could not possibly feel any better than it did when she was sucking it but I was wrong. Her fingers worked me masterfully and I could feel my pussy flooding her hand. She was right in tune with me and rather than backing away again to tease me more, she leaned in and took my clit between her lips and sucked as hard as she could. The combined stimulation inside and outside my pussy was too much to resist and I came again massively for the second time in five minutes. This time I literally could not keep standing and was worried I would collapse as spasm after spasm wracked my body. I was in sheer bliss and had almost no sense of control over my body and was barely able to keep from falling over.

Marsha obviously sensed my discomfort and eased me over to a low bench that ran down the centre of the change room. Perching me on the edge of it briefly, she reached over to grab her towel and spread it out on the bench for me to lie back on. I was just limp with pleasure as I lay back and looked up at her with sheer gratitude for how she had made me feel. And with pure lust to make her feel the same way.

I was gathering my strength to be able to give her what she deserved when she stepped to the side and moved up behind my head and out of my sight line. I was just about to twist around to look for her when I suddenly felt the warmth of her by my head. And then the smell. This time, it was not the chlorine of the pool, it was pure pussy to the max. She had positioned herself with her ass turned to me and then slowly backed up to straddle the bench and my face. She made a point of dragging her hot wet pussy down my forehead and of stopping briefly to literally rub my nose in it. Maybe it was just due to age or childbirth or how just how she was born, but she had much bigger, juicier pussy lips than me. They seemed to enfold my nose the way mine enfold a big hard cock and I felt almost like I was being swallowed or absorbed. I loved it.

As she slowly positioned herself on to my mouth, I eagerly produced my tongue for her to rub herself on. She obviously like to control the sensation and rocked back and forth on me for a couple minutes. But then she stopped moving and held herself poised in my mouth. Looking down at me she took on an expression that seemed almost angry looking.

"Lick me and suck me. Suck my clit hard my little lifeguard" she demanded.

I was happy to follow direction and did as she demanded. She didn't last 30 seconds before her orgasm took off. Looking up could see her nipples swell up even more, I could see her tits starting to sway and her facial expression start to change to one of pure joy. And most powerfully, I could feel her pussy starting to clench and clench and clench as she pushed into my face.

I could feel my own starting to flood again and I ran my hand down to rub my clit furiously. Marsha called out my name as she hit her peak and slowly staggered over to the bench by the wall as her climax subsided. I rolled on to my side to gaze at her and continued to idly play with my clit and occasionally dip a finger into my pussy. After a while she came over to help me out and made me cum yet again before we shrugged into our bathing suits and headed out the pool area gate.