Let's just get this straight guys aren't the only ones with ragging hormones.
My mine started at about.... That's not really any of your business. Well just say sometime ago.
Being on display at games turned me on so much I would be soaked before my boyfriend laid a hand on me.
His dad would always watch me during the game. Was he dreaming about using his son's little cum dump.
I'm Tori. My senior year of cheering football transitioned into basketball which ended a couple weeks ago. Beside a few school functions and 2 cheer competitions my high school cheerleader uniform to retire for graduation.
Oh guys don't cry. The end of basketball means the start of water park season and lifeguarding.
At 5'6 and 105 lbs I might look small but years of cheerleading, ballet, and gymnastics has toned my body and kept me extremely flexible. What I can't do with brute strength I accomplish by twisting my body in ways you can't imagine until I get the results that aid the rescue.
This is my 3rd season guarding at Wetsplash Park.
While school is still in we are only open on weekends. I was aware that even though my 1 piece swimsuits was the same size as last year they seems to be tighter. Almost like they had been altered. Hey that is my trick. Well someone saved me the trouble.
My tan is coming in nicely and to offset the one piece tan lines you can find me around our pool in my tiny bikinis every afternoon. My boyfriend says tan lines are like highlighters to what is underneath.
Good Friday I was assigned to the wave pool. This is the most crowded spot in the park. Our supervisors plans multiple teams spread out. There is a lot of area and a lot of people who some how elder in serious trouble before they know it.
Everyone has a partner. Today my partner is Kyle, a hot, young jock muscle bound trainee.
Before becoming an employees, Kyle had been around since my first season. He'd also been trying to get in my bathing suit since the first day I started.
Now a trainee Kyle was cockier than ever. Now it was like he was entitled to get between my legs and he was letting me know it.
I don't think he said a single phrase all day long that wasn't sexual and about him being in me. I was also fully aware that in my wet extra tight suit I was fully on display for him. He made sure I knew he liked what he saw.
The bad part is his innuendo and my being on display were working together to keep me turned on as hell. I would jump in for a rescue at every possibility.
It kept me distracted. Kept our talks short. Also pool wet his my sexual wet.
Don't get me wrong with brown blonde hair, green eyes, bronze tan, and ripped stomach Kyle was f..kin hot.
Sorry I like older guys. Rough guys. Guys that slam me to the wall and chick me as the rip my panties down.
I just couldn't I didn't want to think of Kyle that away. He was my age.
My aching nipples said differently.
Finally our shift had ended. We headed back to the crew room to finish the paperwork. Kyle walked next to me with his hand on my ass.
Let him have his feel.
Back at the crew room I worked with him on doing the reports. Hell if he is going to sex me up all day the least he can do it all my written reports. When he look up I made sure we had a full view of the crotch of my swim suit. Yeah his tent showed he was well hung for his age. I had no doubt after the party I'd be his jackoff dreams.
With reports turned in I sent Kyle to the men's locker and I went to the lady's for my shower and bikini.
The park was closing early the life guards, staff, and our invited guests had the park to ourselves.
A one piece bathing suit was fine for work. Party on, more skin must be displayed.
After shower and making sure my body was perfectly smooth I squeezed into my tiny Body Glove bikini and head out to the crew room.
