It's getting late and the people on the beach are all starting to show how many beers or wine coolers they've had. They are turning up the music and some people are dancing. My boyfriend is deep in a baseball discussion with some guy from New York -- a Yankees vs. Red Sox thing that is completely irrelevant to me.
The music is so loud now I nearly miss the buzzing sound my phone makes when the text message comes in. I flip open my phone and read: "Lifeguard's Tower 5m." Inside of me there is an electric kind of flutter. I look across the bonfire to where you are sitting with your girlfriend. Her back is to you as she sips another wine cooler and talks to her college friends. You are closing your phone and putting it in your shirt pocket. I flip my phone close and nod.
I mentally make a note of the time and start picking up a few of my things and putting them in my beach bag. "Hey, honey, I'm going to go put this in the car and get another drink, okay?" I call out to my boyfriend. He doesn't even look up from his conversation. "Okay," he dismisses me without missing a beat in his discussion of relief pitchers.
I walk back from the beach toward the parking lot as if I'm going toward the car, but when I reach the lot, I veer left and head back onto the beach toward the lifeguard's tower. My body is coming alive anticipating that you will be there waiting for me. I don't even look back at the crowd on the beach as I start to climb up angled wood ladder that leads to the tiny hut that houses the tower.
When my hand hits the top of the tower deck, you reach down and pull me up. You sit back on the wide wooden bench and pull me onto your lap. I am already starting to get wet just feeling your arms around me and your hands on my back. "Kiss me, baby," you whisper reaching up and pulling my chin up to your face. Your mouth closes over mine and I love the taste of sea air and salt and beer on your lips. A moan escapes me as your tongue slips into my mouth, probing and tasting me.
I reach under your shirt and feel your strong, solid chest and then under my lap to stroke your cock, already hard against my thighs. "I want to suck it," I breathe into your mouth as you kiss me hard. I lower myself between your legs and quickly pull down your swim trunks. Your cock is so hard it springs out and I rub my face on it -- loving the smooth, hard skin of your rock hard cock. My tongue begins to lap at the head over and over. My small hand stroking the shaft as my mouth closes over the head and sucks.
"Mmmm...you taste so good in my mouth, Ryan," I moan. "I love it when you fuck my mouth." Your hands are in my hair and you are working my head up and down on your stiff cock. My pussy is so wet I reach inside my skirt to finger my clit. I am so close to cumming, but you pull me roughly back up onto your lap.
Your big hand reaches under my skirt and pulls off my panties, you plunge your cock into me hard, all at once and it makes my breath catch. Your cock is so big, it's filling me completely and I moan loudly in ecstasy as you begin to rock back and forth on the bench, fucking me in hard, steady strokes.
"Oh, Ryan, that's so good. You are so good," I am clinging onto your large frame. I wrap my legs around you and reach down to pull off my tank top. My soft, heavy tits are brushing up against your mouth as I move up and down on your cock.
