Chapter 1

It was the end of the night, the last of the swimmer had finally left and all I had to do was do a check of the facilities. I have a pretty easy job, I’m the weekday supervisor of a local recreation center. Center makes it sound impressive, it’s really just an indoor pool, gym, and dance/fitness studio. The community around the facility is primarily upper middle-class households who have their own pools, so we aren’t very busy outside of the hot summer days and winter months.

I was hoping to get out of there quickly and meet some friends at the bar to drink and try to meet some women. I started my final rounds by checking the gym and then the studio, both were empty. The pool itself was clear and everything was put away for the night. The lifeguard on duty, Wendy, did a good job cleaning up. She’s a hot little piece. Short, about 5’ even, long blonde hair, tasty little B-cup tits, and a tight little ass, which looked good in her swimsuit. She’s 18 but her family are home schooled religious nut cases, so I knew there was no shot.

The men’s change room was clear, I passed by the mirror and admired my good looks. Brown hair, chiseled jaw, and muscular body from spending hours at the gym during college. I’ve bagged a lot of girls in my time, and I wasn’t planning on stopping anytime soon. I went to the women’s change room, everyone should have been gone by then. Normally, the female lifeguard would be the one checking, but I had no idea where she was, so I knocked first. Nothing.

“Anyone in there?” I got no response, so I headed in.

I heard water running, that’s nothing new, people leave the showers on all the time, but when I turned the corner, I saw someone was in there. It was Wendy, I could tell by the red suit and blonde hair. She was facing me, her eyes closed, but her hands were buried inside the bottom of her suit, she was clearing masturbating. I stood there and watched for a few seconds before pulling out my phone and recording it. I don’t know why I did that, but it might be useful at some point.

I was about to clear my throat when I heard her say “Oh Mark! I want you.” Now that got my attention, was she fantasizing about me? I hoped so, looking at that compact little body fingering herself got me hard. Maybe I wouldn’t need to go to the bar after all.

I approached the shower and cleared my throat. She jumped when she saw me.

“What, OH! Uh sorry, uh I had an itch,” she squeaked, trying to hide her embarrassment, “Why are you in here?”

“We locked up a while ago, I hadn’t seen you, so I was worried.” I lied, “I knocked and called out, but you didn’t respond. I was afraid you slipped in the shower.”

“Oh, uh, no. I guess I lost track of the time. Sorry, I should get going.”

“Wait, Wendy, you are a very pretty young woman. You shouldn’t be embarrassed. You know, I’ve had a crush on you for a while now.”

“Re ... really? You?”

“Of course. You’re so beautiful and mature. I wish we could be together,” I took a few steps closer to her, I was within arm’s reach, “but I don’t think people would understand.”

“I ... I like you too. I have since I was 14 and I wish we could be together too.”

“Maybe we could be together, but we’d have to keep it a secret from everyone. You could never tell a soul; I could get in a lot of trouble, and I’d never get to see you again.” I was looking into her blue eyes, trying to gauge how I was doing.

“How? I can keep a secret; I’d do anything to be with you.” I wrapped my arms around the small girl, she was a foot and three inches shorter than me. I felt like a giant crushing an ant.

“Are you sure? I want to make sure you are committed to me.” I bent down and kissed her softly on the lips. She seemed inexperienced and barely kissed back.

“Yes, I love you.” We kissed again; this time she kissed me back. I ran his hands down her back and rubbed her ass through her suit. Her ass was nice and firm, not too big but not flat either.

“Ok, our secret then. But we need to get going tonight. When are your parents picking you up?” I asked, wondering how much time I might have to play.

“Shoot, in about 15 minutes”

“Ok, we can leave together when they get here. But oh no, what am I going to do about this?” I said, pointing to my erection through my shorts, “They’ll see it and know about us.”

“Why is it so big?” she asked, clearly her parents hadn’t discussed sex education with her.

“Well, I saw what you were doing to yourself, and it got me excited. It won’t go down until someone helps me.”

“Isn’t that a sin?” she asked.

“Isn’t it a sin what you were doing earlier? Besides, we love each other, and we should help those that we love.”

“I don’t know.” I kissed her again, in an attempt to persuade her.

“I understand. I guess we just aren’t meant to be with each other,” I put on my best act, “too bad, good thing to know now than before we got married.”

“I ... uh ... ok, what should I do. I’ve never done this before.” I kissed her again, then ran my hands up to her shoulders.

“First, you must take the top off this suit down. I want to see what your breasts look like.” I slid my hands under the straps on both sides and pushed them down her arms. She put her hands over her breasts when the suit came down. I removed her hands, and her tits came into view. They were small and perky, with puffy little pink nipples that I wanted to suck on, but I didn’t have time.

“Beautiful; you are very beautiful Wendy. Now I need you get on your knees and take my shorts off.”

“But I’ll...” she paused, “ok Mark.” I watched her slowly kneel on the tiled shower floor, her head level with my cock. Tentatively, she reached for the sides of my shorts and pulled down. Slowly they dropped, revealing my pubes and inch by inch of my cock. She leaned forward slightly to look closer, and my hard cock sprang free, hitting her in the chin. In her surprise, she dropped my shorts, and I stepped out of them.

“What do you want me to do with your thing?” she asked nervously.

“Well, take my COCK and put it in your mouth. Think of it like a lollipop, carefully slide it back and forth until I tell you to stop, ok?” I had to play nice here, but I really just wanted to ram it down her throat. We didn’t have much time for games.

“In my mouth? But don’t you pee out of that?”

“Yes, I do but it’s clean. Please, I really need you to do this for me, my love. It hurts so much.”

“It does? I’m sorry.” She moved her head forward and touched her lips to the head of my dick. Her mouth opened to try to accommodate my size. I am very proud of my 8 ½ inch cock, it’s nice and thick too, the ladies drop their panties when I come around. She finally managed to get the head in her mouth and barely moved it in and out. I knew I’d have to take control to get off.

“I’m just going to help you out, ok?” I said, before putting both my hands on the side of her head and forcing my cock in further. She gagged a little, but I just kept fucking her mouth. It felt pretty good, she had no skill, but her mouth was small, and her tongue kept running against the underside of my cock which felt good.

“You’re doing great, babe,” I said as I looked down at the top of her head, “Wendy, look at me? Ok?”

I was fucking her mouth hard, but she tried to look at me. Her eyes were big and teary. She looked so scared and submissive. After looking at her like that, I knew I was going to cum quickly. I was curious what she would do when I started shooting so I didn’t say anything. I just fucked her faster, looking into her eyes till my balls burst. I shoved deep into her mouth and held her head still, shooting blast after blast of cum into her mouth. She struggled a little, trying to get free as I filled her mouth with jizz.

“Swallow it,” I said, “show me you are a good girl and swallow.”

I felt her stop struggling and attempt to swallow my cum that was drowning her. I could feel her throat swallow some, but more leaked out. It ran down her lips and dripped onto her small tits. I pulled my dick from her mouth and let go of her. She immediately started coughing and spitting up my cum on the floor. I grabbed my phone and took a quick video of her topless, coughing up cum.

“That was pretty good, but if you want to be my girlfriend, you’ll need to get better at that.” I added, “But we need to get you cleaned up for your parents.”

I grabbed one the other dirty towels from the hamper and wiped her up. She was still coughing a little but was starting to recover. I cleaned up as much cum off her as possible, I spent a bit of extra time groping her tits before I finished wiping.

“Why did you do that to me?” she finally asked, able to speak now.

“Because that’s what girls do for their boyfriends. And you helped me, see?” I pointed to my deflating cock.

“But your thing peed in my mouth, and I couldn’t breathe.”

“That wasn’t pee. If we are going to be together, I’m going to have to teach you about how a woman serves a man and what your bodies are for. But for now, you have to go. Your parents are probably here. When do you work next?”

“Next Monday, why?”

“Well, if you still want to be my girlfriend, tell your parents I need you to stay later. I’ll give you a ride home when we are done ok beautiful?” She looked unsure but nodded, fixed her bathing suit top and tossed on her clothes over top of her suit and met with her parents outside. I waved goodbye and locked up.

Monday rolled around and I was curious if my little Wendy was going to show up for work at all. I didn’t get reported or an angry phone call, but would she be willing to continue playing. A few minutes before her shift, I saw her come out of the changing room. She relieved the previous guard on duty and took his chair, she looked at me and gave me a half smile before her eyes returned to the pool. I couldn’t wait till it was closing time.

The center was pretty quiet tonight, which was nice. It was easy to clear everyone out in a reasonable timeframe. I checked the gym and the studio, both empty, and headed towards the pool. Again, the pool area was empty too and everything was clean and put away. I checked the men’s room, it was clear. As I knocked on the women’s, Wendy opened the door wearing her swimsuit.

“Is it clear in there?” I asked, trying to be professional in case there was a straggler.

“Yes, Sir. It’s clear.” She responded, plainly.

“Are you ok? Can you stay out tonight?”

“I can stay for a couple extra hours, I’m just not sure about this. I love you but I don’t know much about this stuff.”

“Well, I’m here to teach you how to be a good woman to me, ok?” I kissed her softly, parting her lips with my tongue. She reciprocated on her own. “See, that’s not so scary.”

“No, it felt nice.” She smiled, and we kissed again.

“Ok, let’s get out of the hallway and find someplace more comfortable. Follow me.”

I led her past the pool, towards the studio. The studio was used for dance and fitness classes. There were 6-foot-high mirrors on all the walls. The only windows were a foot high above the mirrors, so no one could see in. I turned on the lights and laid out some soft mats in the middle of the room.

“Come sit down with me, baby.” I patted the spot next to me. She quietly obeyed. I leaned in and kissed her some more, trying to loosen her up a little bit. She slowly relaxed and fell into my kisses. I gently guided her to lay down and leaned above her. We continued to make out, but I slowly moved my hand from her waist, up under her arm, and finally started massaging her breast over her suit.