Steamed Buns

At 10pm, the last swimmer got out of the pool wearing a bikini top and a tiny pair of beach shorts, attracting only one pair of eyes in the vicinity. I turned off the lights at the pool and made my way to the bathroom, enjoying the cold rinse even though I did not enter the water. Being a lifeguard has its perks besides the huge responsibilities, granting me access to the condo facilities where I was stationed.

Once I was done, I stepped into the steam room with just a towel around my waist, ready to zone out for a few minutes and dehydrate some water out of my increasing fat content. In the room, I saw the same girl from before, in her black and white striped bikini top and her blue towel around her waist. She looked at me listlessly as we sat in silence, panting louder in the suffocating humidity.

Girl: ‘You’re the lifeguard right?’
Me: ‘Yeah. You stay here?’
Girl: ‘Yupp. It’s funny to see you entering a condo to work while everybody leaves here to work. I can’t imagine working in here compared to the big world out there.’
Me: ‘I don’t just sit and watch here. I am doing my own work too.’

Within the few minutes I closed my eyes, she had moved to my bench and made a little groaning noise as she sat on the hot wooden planks.

Girl: ‘What’s your name?’
Me: ‘J. And you?’
Girl: ‘Sophie.’

We moved closer in the fog and were laughing breathlessly, sharing recounts of perverts she encountered and the serious life-and-death moments I went through. Before we knew it, our hands were on each other’s arms, minds getting drowsy in the thin oxygen levels. Then, unsure of how it happened, we had moved up to each other’s necks and our eyes were locked together, transmitting fatal electrical surges that attracted our lips.

Our eyes shut gracefully as we kissed, roaming hands running across my belly and onto my lap, where the loose knot of my towel was undone easily. I did the same to her bikini top, baring her chest while I moved her towel away, to complete our matching birthday suits. Before I could react, she climbed over my lap and sensually guided my neck to her breasts, hinting me to suck her nipples while she fitted my rod inside.

As my mouth slurped hungrily, a different sensation was going down my cock, a wet, warm tunnel that felt hotter than the sauna we were in. She managed to rock her body in a standardised motion on the uneven wood platform, sending my mind into the heavens along with her angelic moans.

Sophie (moaning): ‘It’s so hot to be fucking in this place.’

I couldn’t agree more when my cock felt her orgasm squeeze me harder, and I had to lift her away so I work some muscles too. My slippers went on the bench and she placed her knees on them, sticking her ass out sexily at me to fuck. Waiting no further, I grabbed her ass cheeks hard and plunged my rod back into her, bouncing my groin on her firm butt with every stroke.

There was no limit to her vocals as she screamed and groaned, receiving all of my deep thrusts in entirety. Her juices were mixed with sweat, smeared around her pussy without my cock ever giving her a break.

Sophie (moaning): ‘Fuck.. I’m cumming again!’
Me: ‘I’m gonna cum soon too babe!’

She slowed me down after a minute more and we changed to missionary, lying on her towel with her legs spread wide for me. I shoved my cock into her sprawled position and she dug her nails into my back, breasts jerking up and down during the course of my assult.

Me (groaning): ‘Gonna shoot now!’
Sophie (whispering): ‘Me too.. me too.. ‘

My hips arched towards her pussy in powerful thrusts to squirt my cum into her and her legs wrapped around me tightly, vaginal walls squeezing me in a milking motion to drain me of life. I could not move for a few minutes after that as she was still trembling, and my dick remained as big from the blood clot at the base of my shaft.

Slowly, we disconnected from each other and we went into the guy’s changing room for another rinse. The beautiful mix of cum and juices went down the drain with a few ‘digs’ and she was calm and cool with the creampie I gave her. In there, we hard no more strength for anymore kinkiness, drying and changing into our public clothes in an exhaustive manner.

Sophie: ‘So I’ll see you tomorrow?’
Me: ‘Same time?’
Sophie: ‘Yupp! Goodnight!’

Sophie walked me to the main entrance and waved with the security guards in the control room, blowing kisses secretly in front of the CCTV behind her. The nights that came was filled with steamy workout sessions, often leaving her tired for school and myself sleeping into the late noon. It was all worth it right?

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