What's a Limnophile ? - Sex Stories

What's a Limnophile ?

... flights, meals, and hotel for free. Penny and Ben had rooms next to each other on the fifth floor of the hotel, and Melissa and I were across the hall from each other on the third.

Other than pulling half a dozen little kids out of water too deep for them and doing basic first aid when a guy's toes were hit by a falling coconut, that summer was practically a honeymoon, with pay.

There were three lifeguard stations, and each needed a male and female lifeguard. Ben was with Penny, and I was teamed with Melissa, until Penny's uncle noticed them kissing. Ben and I had our partners switched, and Melissa and Penny had to swap hotel rooms, so Penny's uncle could be sure she behaved. Her uncle spent so much time watching Ben, he never noticed that I made out with Penny too and slept with her several times a week. Melissa and Ben spent most nights in his room.

We found a secluded cove with no buildings around, and on one of our days off, I had sex with Penny in the ocean, then Melissa. On our next day off, we did a four-way group grope and mini-orgy in shoulder-deep water. To this day, the only thing I like better is 3 or 4 people in a bubble bath.

I cared for Melissa more than Penny, but she was still great. I did think it was a little odd that Penny called her family every single day and had to visit home every month on the 19th. On the other hand, lots of families are odd, especially mine before my mother passed.

That summer I realized I loved Penny like crazy, and ...

... I loved Ben too. I also realized that I had no choice. I was enthralled, a slave to her beauty and great personality. When we finished college, I was going to ask Melissa to marry me and make her the center of my world.

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College -- Third semester

When we returned from Samoa a week before classes started in the fall, we had a very disturbing experience.

We threw a small party at our apartment, to celebrate our final week of summer freedom. In our college neighborhood, a 'small' party was anything less than fifty people. The place was very crowded, and I took Melissa outside so that we could talk. We sat on the front steps, and she had a cigarette as I held her hand.

"Melissa, I want to show you how much I love you." It was a dumb stunt, but I grabbed her cigarette and took a huge puff. I blew most of the smoke in her mouth before I had to turn away and start coughing.

"Wow, Lew! I know how much you hate it. I... I think I love you enough to quit. If you'll help me?"

Just then a taxi parked in front of the mailbox, and a mostly bald man around age fifty got out. He was wearing a shabby old suit, and looked at a small piece of paper, comparing it to the numbers on our mailbox. He ran toward us and screamed, "Where is she! Where's my baby?"

I tried to talk to him, but he pushed me against the wall as he ran inside.

"What are you doing to her! Leave my baby alone!"

A very large man in a nice suit climbed out of another taxi a few moments later, and ...