The summer after I graduated from college, I took a job as a lifeguard at a private club in the small Midwest town where I was raised. I needed to make a little extra cash before I entered law school. My girlfriend was off in Europe. I figured it would be a long fuckless dry spell with the only action coming from Rosie Palm and her five sisters. Boy was I wrong.

A group of high school kids who worked at a youth camp often came to the pool in the afternoons to unwind. They were refreshingly clean-cut but somewhat naïve. Many of the girls wore swimsuits they had outgrown. When their suits got wet, the material clung to their pussy mounds and gathered in their cunt slits. They had no idea that dirty men like me were constantly gawking.

Being an older man, all of twenty two, the girls enjoyed flirting with me in a friendly and harmless way. Emily, who was sixteen, was the most aggressive. She was a tiny little thing, not much over five feet tall and ninety pounds soaking wet, but sexy and cute with shoulder-length blond hair, perfect legs, a well-rounded little ass and small but noticeable swells for tits. One afternoon, she came up to me just as my shift was ending. 

“Jim, can you give me a ride home? My parents are both out and I don’t want to walk. Please.”

Emily had changed out of her swimsuit and looked stunning dressed in skin-tight spandex shorts and a red halter that tied in the back. Her pronounced pubic mound bulged from the crotch, and her hard nipples poked little dents into her halter. I was in my speedos which were the standard male lifeguard outfit.  

“Sure, Emily. I would be happy to give you a ride.”

When we arrived at her house, Emily went to get the key from the flowerpot. It was missing.  She flagged me down as I was backing out and asked me to help her get in the house, which I eventually did through a second floor window. Emily asked if I wanted something to drink. We went down to the kitchen.

“My parents would kill me if they knew I was alone with a boy in the house,” Emily said. “I mean, it’s not like I’ve never been kissed, but they’re old school.”

I couldn’t let that pass.

“Really? How many boys have you kissed?”

“Five,” she replied, smiling coyly. “They all said I was a good kisser.”

“I’m sure you are,” I teased. “Do you want to make it six? I’m a really good kisser, too.”

Her mouth fell open as she looked up at me in surprise. At six foot one, I towered over her petite body.

“Do you really want to kiss me, or are you just teasing?”

Why not, I thought.

“I do. Come here.”

Emily stepped closer. I leaned down and put my hands on her tiny waist. She threw her arms around my neck and stood on her toes. I was expecting a brief smooch on the lips. What I got was a kiss from someone with experience. Soon our tongues were dancing in each other’s mouths. My cock grew hard inside the red speedos I was wearing.

After a good minute of wet and sloppy kissing, Emily slid her lips to my ear and pushed her tongue in the cavity, a new sensation for me. She finally pulled away and looked up at me with those big blue eyes. I could see her hard nipples poking through the red halter. 

“So am I a good kisser?”

“Pretty good,” I replied, “But I’ll need another sample before I can give you a final grade.”

I lifted her onto the counter so that she was almost eye-level with me. I stepped between her spread legs. Emily wrapped her arms around my neck. Our lips met again. Our tongues mingled. She pulled herself closer. My bulging hard-on pressed against the crotch of her shorts. I could feel the heat of her pussy radiating through them. If this kept up much longer, I was going to cum in my speedos. Using all my willpower, I pulled away and stepped back.

“Wow. That was amazing. You get an A plus!”

Emily smiled like a proud student. Her eyes wandered down to where my cock was making a tent in my speedos. Her mouth fell open. Her face turned red.

“Don’t be embarrassed, Emily. It’s only natural that, as good as you kiss, you got me excited.”

“Really? You got that way just by kissing me? Wow. It’s so big, I mean, um…”

She was flustered and looked away. My cock was about ready to pop up through the waistband of my trunks. I decided to take our game to the next level, not knowing how she would react. 

“Would you like to see it?”

Emily raised her eyes to mine, a concerned look on her face. Had I pushed her too far?

“I’m sorry, Emily. Forget I said that. I didn’t mean to get you upset. I had better get going.”

I stepped away and was about to turn around.

“No. Um… I mean… yes. I… I want to see it.”

I stopped moving. Her eyes went back to my bulge. Her entire face was flushed.  I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of the suit and slowly peeled it down until my fully erect eight-inch tool pointed up at her. I stepped closer so she could get a better look. 

“Would you like to touch it?”

She lifted a hand off her leg and flexed her fingers as she continued to stare shamelessly. I took that as a yes and guided her hand to my cock. Her fingers brushed across my throbbing flesh and traced down my length. I let go of her hand.

“It… it feels so alive. Your… your… You know,” she said, too embarrassed to use the word.

“My cock. You can say it.”

She explored the ridges and veins with her fingers. She was mesmerized.

“It’s so big, your, um, your cock. I don’t see how it could possibly fit inside, um, you know… a girl.”

“Believe me, Emily, it fits. Girls stretch. I know because my cock has been inside several pussies. I’ve fucked a number of girls with it.”

She turned red at my use of those words. 

“Does it make you upset when I talk like that?”

“Uh, no. It’s okay. I don’t mind.”

“Emily, why don’t you wrap your hand around my cock and move it up and down. It’s called a handjob. It’s how you make a boy feel really good.”

Emily looked up at me and bit her lip. She slowly wrapped her tiny hand around my shaft.

“I know what a handjob is. My friend Amy gave one to Brody Mitchell. She says white sticky stuff comes shooting out of the tip, the stuff that makes babies.”

“That’s right, Emily. It’s called cum. Try using two hands and move them up and down.”

She did. Her eyes stayed focused on my cock. 

“Am I, uh, doing it right?”

“You’re doing it great, Emily. Do you mind if I take off your top so I can see your tits? It’ll make me shoot faster.”

Her eyes looked uncertain.

“You won’t like them. I’m not very big in the chest.”

“I’m sure they’re beautiful, Emily.”

I reached behind her and pulled the strap tied in a bow that held up her halter. It fell away from her body and dropped to the floor. Two tiny swells with perky pink nipples stared out from her chest. 

“They’re perfect. Can I touch them?”

She nodded. My fingers brushed across the soft flesh and over her swollen nipples. She moaned. Her hands tightened their grip on my cock as they continued to pump up and down. I pinched one of her nipples between my thumb and forefinger. A frightened look filled her eyes.

“Oh… oh… something’s happening.”

Her face contorted and her eyes closed. Her body trembled. It only lasted for a moment. Emily opened her eyes and looked at me with an expression of awe.

“I… I think I just peed myself.”

She looked down between her legs. A tiny wet spot appeared in the crotch of her gray shorts.

“You didn’t pee, Emily. Your pussy leaked juices into your panties. It happens when girls get excited. Don’t you ever get wet down there when you’re kissing a boy?”

“Not like that. It was so intense. I could feel it all over.”

“Why don’t you finish doing me with your hands and then I’ll do something to make you feel good. How does that sound?”

“Um, I guess. How long will it be before you shoot?”

“Not very long. Squeeze a little tighter and pump a little faster.”

Emily moved her face closer to watch. An image of cum oozing from her lips and dripping from her chin filled my head. My balls shrank. My cock swelled. A powerful blast hit her between the eyes and shot across her forehead into her hair. More hit her lips and cheek. She pulled away. Several more spurts splattered her tits and nipples. The last few drops oozed over her hands. When I was finished, she looked at her fingers.

“This stuff really makes babies? Wow. I didn’t know there would be so much.”

“I probably should have warned you I was about to shoot. I’m sorry I made such a mess.”

I thought she would be upset. Instead, Emily was like a curious little girl exploring a new toy.

“It’s okay. I didn’t mind. I’m just glad I made you shoot.” 

Cum was still running down her cheeks. It dripped from her nipples and ran down her stomach, soaking into the waistband of her shorts. I handed her a kitchen towel and helped her wipe it off. 

“Now that you have made me feel good, I want to return the favor. Do you trust me, Emily?”

Emily looked uncertain, but nodded after a brief hesitation.

“I’m going to take off your shorts, okay? You can leave on your panties.”

Emily shrugged. “I… I guess.”

I pulled them down her legs and removed them from her feet. She had on a pair of tight blue cotton panties that were damp in the crotch. I stepped closer.

“I’m going to touch your pussy and make you feel good with my fingers.”

Emily bit her lip. “I… I’ve never been fingered before. Will it hurt?”

“No, Emily. It’ll feel incredible. I promise. Just relax, okay?”

She nodded. I slid my hand down her stomach and under the waistband of her panties. My fingers brushed through the soft curls covering her mound. Emily shuddered when I touched her clit. I parted her slimy folds. She was indeed very wet. The tip of my finger slipped into her opening. I pushed it deeper, feeling the tight walls of her cunt grip me. 

“Oh… oh god…”

Emily parted her thighs. My middle finger slipped all the way inside her hot pussy. I pumped it in and out, twisting it back and forth. She grabbed my arm, digging her fingers into the flesh. Her moans and gasps became louder and more erratic. I moved my thumb to her clit and gently rubbed. Her body stiffened. 

“Uh… uh… uh… uunnggghhh…” 

I pushed my finger deeper, digging it around inside her. Emily jerked and trembled. Her pussy clenched my finger in a series of spasms. She was gasping for air between shrieks and squeals. She leaned into me and sank her teeth in my shoulder. Juices seeped out of her opening, coating my fingers and running down her ass. I pulled them out. She collapsed against me, one final shudder gripping her body. 

“Wha… what just happened?” Emily asked, looking up at me with groggy eyes.

“You had an orgasm, a big one. Did you like it?”

“It was scary and intense and… wow. I’ve never felt anything like it.”

Her eyes wandered down to my cock, which was poking up from between my legs like a cannon.

“You’re hard again. Do you want me to give you another handjob?”

“I’d rather you do something else to make me feel good.”

“Like what?”

“Do you know what a blowjob is, Emily?”

A look of concern crossed her face.

“You… you want me to put it in my mouth?”

“Not if you don’t want to. It’s just, you know, something most girls do with guys they like.”

Emily stared at my cock and licked her lips. I could see the wheels turning.

“How do I do it? Do I just open my mouth and you put it in?”

“Something like that. Then you slide your lips up and down my cock using your tongue and being careful not to use your teeth. Do you want to try it?”

She nodded. We traded places. I lifted her off the counter and sat on it with my legs spread. She stepped between them, staring at my hard cock with her face only inches away. Her fingers curled around the base of my shaft. Her lips brushed the tip of my knob. She pushed out her tongue and touched it. Her eyes looked up at me as if seeking permission.

“Go on. Slide your lips down and take me into your mouth.”

She did. My cock slowly disappeared into her warm, wet mouth. I put my hands on her head and helped her move, thrusting up each time her lips slid down my shaft. She took more and more of my cock into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around my shaft, teasing the veins poking out from my hard flesh. After a few minutes, she pulled her mouth off and looked up at me, spit drooling down her chin.

“Am I doing it right?”

“You are incredible, Emily. Maybe try a little variation as well, like licking here just under my knob or kissing down my cock and sucking on my balls while stroking me with your hand.”

Emily was a quick learner. Not only did she tease my knob with her tongue and lick my balls, but her sucking became more aggressive with her lips flying up and down my shaft as it punched against the opening to her throat. She made loud gagging and slurping sounds. Spit dripped from her chin and coated my cock. She kept her eyes locked on mine, letting me know how much she enjoyed what she was doing.

Cum churned in my balls. I stared down at Emily’s cute face looking up at me with innocent eyes, my hard cock sliding in and out of her stretched lips. I couldn’t hold back. I felt blood rushing to my groin. My cock swelled. I grabbed her head and thrust deep, too far gone to warn her. 

“UUUGGGHHH…”

A powerful jet of hot cum exploded from the tip of my cock and sprayed into her mouth. Emily gagged and coughed. Some came oozing out from her nose. More poured out from her lips and ran down her chin. She recovered and clamped her mouth tightly around me, receiving several more spurts of my hot seed. She continued to suck on my cock until I was drained. Emily looked up at me for guidance, unsure what to do with a mouthful of cum. 

“Let me see.”

She opened her mouth. Some dribbled over her lower lip and ran down her chin. The rest was pooled in the bottom of her mouth. 

“Are you upset that I shot cum into your mouth?”

Emily shook her head no.

“In that case, I suggest you swallow it. That’s what most girls do.”

Emily closed her lips, made a face and took two big gulps. Using her hand, she wiped off her chin and nose. She opened her mouth to show me it was all gone, smiling up at me when she was done.

“It tastes kind of funny, but not bad. I can’t get pregnant by swallowing it, can I?”

Was she really that naive?

“No, Emily. You did a really good job. I’m proud of you.”

She beamed. I looked at my watch. It was getting late. I didn’t want her parents to walk in on us. I kissed her on the cheek, pulled up my speedos and said goodbye.