It was a typical summer day in Florida. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and per usual everybody flocked to the pool or the beach to cool down. So on this particular day, every pool lounger was taken; one of which by an 18 year old girl named Valerie. Valerie wore a pale pink string bikini with matching flip flops and a flimsy sarong cover up - which she promptly removed after her arrival.
Being that the pool Valerie went to was the pool in her Grandmother's retirement community, there weren't any other young people around so she mostly kept to herself. The older women mostly ignored her (or gossiped about her lack of modesty) as she laid on her lounger and worked on her tan while the old men tried to hide their glances at her pert breasts, which were threatening to spill out of her top.
The only person who openly watched Valerie was Nate, the lifeguard. Fortunately for him, nobody ever noticed him staring at her as he was usually sitting in his perch above the pool, sunglasses covering his eyes and whistle draped around his neck as he monitored the pool goers. Valerie's body was exactly what Nate adored. She had reddish brown hair with striking blue eyes and tan skin that always contrasted her bikini beautifully. She had endless legs and thick thighs that connected to wide child-bearing hips. Her waist curved inward, topped by a pert pair of D cup breasts that were just a little too wide for her frame. She wasn't model thin by any means -she even had a softness to her stomach that was not at all disproportionate for her frame or unattractive in the least- but her curves exuded a confidence that drew the eyes of men wherever she went. Nate always made sure to rub one out every day before beginning work, because in the hot sun with no privacy all day long, the threat of a constant semi-erection loomed over him if he didn't.
Just like any other day, Valerie laid out in the sun and let herself doze off. Slowly, clouds from the horizon cast shadows over the pool, foreshadowing bad weather in the near future. This wasn't uncommon for Florida, particularly in the afternoons. So the other residents' packed up their pool bags and left one by one, planning to return later in the day. After the last retiree closed the gate behind him, only Valerie and Nate were left in the pool. Technically Nate was required to watch over the pool unless there was lightning or a bad storm coming, be it rain or shine. So he took advantage of the opportunity to stare at Valerie openly while she slept, her breasts rising and falling slowly in her deep sleep.
Nate felt his cock perk up and he looked around, finding the pool, clubhouse, and parking lot empty. Valerie was sound asleep, and he wasn't sure when he would ever have this opportunity again. He slipped the waistband of his red swimming trunks down and let his semi poke up, hardening each second as Nate fantasized about what he would love to do to the dozing girl on the lounger. He spat on his hand and began stroking himself slowly, ready to tuck his manhood away should she stir.
But she didn't. So Nate pulled up his bottoms and hesitantly climbed down from his chair. He walked over to her and noticed that the bottoms of her bikini were held up by two ties. He could see her nipples poking through her top, and he ached to know if she was trimmed, fully, or partially shaven. Holding his breath, Nate reached out and pulled the string of the first bow, watching the corner of her bikini sag down her hips. It fell away as he undid the other side, the fabric falling between her slightly parted thighs. He caught sight of her fully shaven pussy, blemish free, and surprisingly just as tan as the rest of her.
Nate was the hardest he'd been in a long time. He didn't have a girlfriend and his work and family duties left little time for him to go to bars and fuck other girls. He bent down and hesitantly ran his tongue over her slit, waiting to see if she would move. She didn't. So he poked his tongue further and grazed her clit, hidden behind her folds. Valerie moaned a little in her sleep and Nate kept gently lapping at her clit. Her pussy began to get wet, and her body shifted a little more in her sleep. Nate knew that at any second she was going to wake up, and in that moment he made a choice.
Nate yanked his swimmers down, and in one deft movement had his cock poised just above her entrance. The sensitive tip of his cock was resting in her now slick folds. He slowly pushed inside her, surprised when he came in contact with a barrier - her hymen.
"3, 2, 1..." he muttered to himself, pushing his thick cock inside her, breaking the barrier, and waking her up. Valerie cried out in pain, disoriented, as Nate's member entered her previously virgin pussy.
"What the hell is going on?" she exclaimed as Nate began thrusting, holding down her arms to keep her from fighting.
"I didn't know you were a virgin," he said, gritting his teeth.
"Like that would've stopped you!" she cried, "get off of me!" But Valerie clamped down on Nate the way only a virgin could and he was hooked. He kept thrusting inside her, and when he let her wrists go Valerie didn't fight him as he reached down to stroke her clit with his thumb.
"Ohhh fuck," she moaned softly, and then Nate reached around her neck to undo her top, watching as the strings slid down her tits. Her nipples were a light pinkish brown and her aereola roughly the size of quarters, the perfect size for her. Her breasts swayed and bounced as Nate thrust into her, and he couldn't take his eyes off them. Especially not when she reached up to play with her nipples.
