Sandburned - Sex Stories

Sandburned

... on his hair, nearly pulling him off his feet. His most recent hiss of pain became a startled yelp as he nearly tore that hair out of the back of his head with his own momentum.

"Did you really not hear the whistle? I saidslow the heck down!"

Still jumping from foot to foot and hissing with each contact, Zach turned around to find himself staring straight into a sleek, sun-kissed neck with a lifeguard's whistle hanging around it. Below his eye level, a pair of breasts that would have really wowed him if he weren't so distracted by his burning feet swelled out beneath a maroon one piece. Above it, he finally managed to crane his head up against the hand clutching his hair to observe, was a mane of platinum blond hair and a very pretty, but also very unamused, face.

"S-sorry! Sand is hot, I gotta get off the sand!" Zach sputtered up at the veritable amazon holding him by the hair, still hoping from foot to foot.

The lifeguard scowled, and then let go of his hair and grabbed him under each armpit. Zach's eyes went wide as she bent the knees of her long, thick legs and hoisted him off the sand with just a minor grunt of effort. He was now eye level with the woman, and clutched securely in her strong, weathered hands as if he were a literal child. She didn't look much older than him - probably even younger than Brianna and Genie - which just made it even more embarrassing that she could pick him up like this!

"Alright," the lifeguard said with a strained smile on ...

... her freckled face as she kept Zach aloft, "are you more comfortable now?"

It took a moment for Zach to figure out how to respond to that. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the beachgoers under the parasol he'd nearly reached all staring his way. His face went redder than it had when Brianna needled him about the speedo she'd forced him into. The speedo which, incidentally, he was still wearing, and which was giving the audience a view that didn't make him look any more dignified to say the least.

"I..." he stared down at the hot yellow sand that had caused all this trouble "...well,physically, yes." Then, trying to save face with a little humour, he added "Thanks."

"You're welcome!" Her smile brightened for a moment, looking more genuine. Before Zach could decide if his sarcasm had actually gone over her head or if she was just making a good performance of ignoring it, she continued speaking. "Now that nobody's in danger, why don't you tell me why you ignored both the no running signand the one warning you about the sand after ten AM?"

Her smile had cooled back to purely professional now, and her blue eyes were piercing straight into his skull. Those were both, Zach realized, entirely fair questions. Well, he did have a pretty compelling answer, at least.

"I forgot my sandals. My ride is someone already out on the beach. I needed to get to them to-"

"You couldn't have called them?" The statuesque blonde raised her eyebrows as she pulled him slightly closer, ...