In 1985 I was 33 and still working as a rather long-in-the-tooth beach lifeguard. I never had much ambition and most lifeguards my age had either moved on to real jobs or were in supervisory positions. I still enjoyed the red trunks, white towers, blue ocean, and looking at all the brown 'Beach Betties', aka hot chicks in bikinis. I had saved a few people in my time and had built up some job security, with my experience a...

It was a weird day. I guess one was due, considering. After all, strange seemed to follow Kassidy around. That girl had shown up in the middle of the night, used me, and then left. Then I watched that damn show where Audrey was trying to teach her a new lesson. It was hot; I loved it, but looking back, I felt even more strange. Now, one of the many messages I’d sent back and forth with Audrey had asked me to stay home and...

What was next? I found out. It was my headmaster from Redruth School. “Mr Woodley!” I exclaimed, rather taken aback, this was a surprise. “Andrea Martin, well, I see you have been a very naughty girl,” he continued barely containing a smile. “A very naughty girl indeed.” I watched his eyes moving all over my body, wet with pussy juice and perspiration, and I could see the bulge in his trousers growing. “You’re my surprise...

Charlotte was lying on her bed, panting heavily. She was completely exhausted after fingering herself to three earthquake-like orgasms. As she was slowly coming down from the dopamine-induced high, she reflected on the past hours: How much the paperback novel she read on the beach had turned her on. How she tried to soothe the horny little devil on her shoulder by jumping into the cool ocean. How a wave had tumbled her ov...

It was Mum’s special day. Well, her second time around. She and Dad had divorced a few years ago when he couldn’t take any more of her controlling tendencies and bitchiness. But now, she was marrying Gary. Approaching his fiftieth birthday, her new husband-to-be had made a tidy sum through his plumbing business. He also was easily led by a strong woman, which suited Mum perfectly. I had no idea what possessed him to ask h...

The warm water cascaded over me, washing the trails of semen from my face, body and hair. I sighed contentedly and lingered under the steamy spray. Images ran through my mind of the men crowding around, finishing themselves off all over me as I urged them on. The sense of power over them had been such a turn-on; despite the seeing-to that had followed from Mal, I was still horny. Eventually, I turned off the shower and st...

“We need to do something to drum up some trade,” Mal sighed, his hand stroking my arse as we leant against the bar, gazing out over a nearly empty pub. After a few minutes of silence, he looked at me with a sly smile. “Do you like dancing?” “Yes,” I responded doubtfully. “Do you like shopping for clothes?” “Yes…” "Do you like earning money?” “Where are you going with this, Mal?” Opening the till, he pulled out some cash a...

I was bored. I had left school that summer with no qualifications and the stern warning from my teachers that, if I carried on like this, I would amount to nothing. Unemployed and living with my Mum and her latest boyfriend in a small flat on a run-down inner-city housing estate, life wasn’t that great. Whilst the boys of my age constantly told me I was, “fit as fuck”, with my brunette hair and bleached blond highlights,...

Having finished my shower and toweled myself off, Chrissie was back and took my hand, leading me across the landing and into a large room; a dorm, single beds along each side, twelve in total. “These are yours, aren’t they?” she pointed to the dress, knickers, and bra, on the bed we stood by. “They were next to the dress you were wearing, so I figured they’re all yours.” “Yes, I think so,” I replied. All the girls had bee...