Teenage Exploitation Sex Comedy: Chapter Ten - Sex Stories

Teenage Exploitation Sex Comedy: Chapter Ten

... case the chlorine air didn’t mask the scent of their urgent encounter by itself.

“Get up and go put your pants back on,” Makennah said, finger-combing her hair in the mirror. “You do not fucking tell your friends, you do not brag to anyone, you do not say anything to anyone about this. You keep your mouth shut the rest of today, no stupid stuff, and I’ll drive you home, and we can pick up from there, OK?”

“Deal,” Allen croaked. And to his everlasting credit, he lived up to it. He did not cause any problems. When Allen’s friends showed up, he let them do their dumb stunt dives and big splashes while he lounged around in the shallow end. At lunchtime, Allen even went over to the snack bar and brought Makennah back a double cheeseburger with crinkle fries. It took a long time for the intensity of their encounter to wear off, and for the anticipation to start building for what would happen next.

Her mirrored lifeguard sunglasses kept everyone from seeing how she stared at Allen with utter lust and anticipation for the rest of the day. She was going to get some world-class dick when her shift was over, she was sure of that.

Makennah crossed her legs, and twirled her whistle, feeling her pussy dampness along the insides of her thighs. She looked down.Oh Christ. There was a huge dark spot over her pussy. Makennah simply stood up, took off her sunglasses, left the whistle in her chair, and dove into the deep end from the platform, as was her prerogative. Now her entire swimsuit was wet, not just her pussy. Case closed. For now.