I had to come give one last update about my marathon fucking session that I had with the lifeguard I met on the beach a while ago. If you’ve been reading my other posts you’ll know that I got his number and he came over one afternoon when I didn’t have work and both my roommates were out, so that we could fuck each other silly.

After I sucked the soul out of the lifeguard through his dick, licking up all of my juices left on his shaft, I got up off of my knees. We didn’t say anything to each other, I just took his head and led him to my bedroom, through the kitchen and then den where my roommates and I sit watching TV together. My thighs were slick with the evidence of our previous fucks, but I knew that we would both be ready to go right away once the door closed behind us.

I was right – he could barely wait for the door to click closed before his hands were all over me. We had left our clothes strewn along the hallway of my apartment, and I was the only one still wearing anything, my little panties, so he had full access to feel up my body. His hands were everywhere that he could reach, grabbing and pulling at my hair, the sting of it making me moan. He cupped my jaw in his big hands and leaned down to kiss me again, uncaring that I would taste of him and me mixed together. He licked the flavor of our combined orgasms out of my mouth, licking at every bit of me until I moaned and pressed my whole body up against his.

As he kissed me his free hand was all over my tits, rubbing light circles over my nipples until they were hard and aching for more. He groped and grabbed at the meat of my tits, pinching the skin between his thumb and forefinger until he left little pink marks all over them. The little burning sensation went straight between my legs, and I rubbed them together trying to get some friction where I needed it most.

He dragged his short, dull nails down my stomached, leaving red trails behind as he did, and I arched my back trying to get him closer to me, needing him inside of me. I kissed the parts of him that I could reach, breaking away from his lips to lick at his broad shoulders, kiss his chest and nuzzle my nose into the sparse hairs that I found there. I slipped my hands between us and started to work at his cock, needing him back at full size so he could shove it into my pussy.

He responded to my touches immediately, and his dick started to swell when I wrapped my small fingers around it. Not to be outdone, his fingers went between my legs and he grinned at me when he felt the wet spot on my panties, obvious evidence of how turned on I was by him, how much I wanted him there. He rubbed my over my panties and I spread my legs so that he could have better access between my thighs.

He was groaning under my ministrations on his cock, almost back at full mast now. It was silky and hard under my touch and I moved my hands up and down his shaft in a twisting motion, making sure to pay special attention to the sensitive head of it. Once he’d had enough of that he picked me up, threw me over his shoulder and then dumped me onto my mattress. I bounced a couple of times, giggling, as he climbed up with me.

“Imagine the damage I can do when I have the leverage of a bed,” he growled at me, and my stomach swooped with excitement. I wriggled out of my panties and let them drop to the floor and he crawled over the bed and in between my legs. He took a moment to stare at my pussy, pink and glistening and spread wide for him, before sitting up on his knees and taking his dick in one hand. He maneuvered it so that it was sitting between my lips, just at my entrance.

I braced myself for the initial stretch of him pushing into me, but I wasn’t expecting him to drive his entire cock into my pussy in one shove. I gasped at the feeling, the most exquisite burning pleasure shooting out through all of my limbs. I grappled for something to hold on to while he fucked me, and found only the wrinkled sheets underneath me and the pillows behind my head. He didn’t wait for me to adjust, or to find something to ground me, he just started fucking me as hard and fast and deep as he could.

It felt amazing, him plowing me while I lay there holding my legs back against my chest behind my knees. He had me practically folded in half, and then flipped me so that he was spooning me with his arms wrapped around my waist and his hips pounding against my ass. This position let him slip in even deeper, and he hit a spot that made me see stars behind my eyes. I threw my head back against his shoulder and let it roll back and forth in time with his thrusts.

It felt like he fucked me for hours before he was ready to come, me having shaking orgasms over and over again and he still wasn’t satisfied. When his hips started to stutter I knew that he was close, but he panted into my ear, “I want you to come for me one more time before this is over,” and I knew that he meant it.

He reached around to rub hard circles onto my clit, and I felt a building pressure in me that surprised me. It built until the dam broke, and I ended up squirting my juices all over my bed as I screamed out my orgasm. The soaking wet clenching and clamping down of my pussy was too much for him, and he grunted against the skin of the nape of my neck while he shot ropes of cum into my rippling cunt.

We were both exhausted by the time we were finished, and he told me that he had to get back to work for the last lifeguard shift of the day anyway. I offered to let him clean himself up in my shower, knowing that we would fuck again in there if he said yes, but he shook his head. “Next time, I swear,” he told me while he got dressed in the hallway and I watched him, still naked, from around the corner.

My poor pussy was stretched out, used up, and sore, but I had gotten exactly what I wanted out of him that day, and I couldn’t wait for the next time he came over.