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Chapter 25

what now?

A little more fun

I stopped time and surveyed the scene. The lifeguard was lying on his back wearing a look of contempt, while the two blondes stood naked at his feet with tears beginning to form in their eyes. Thinking about what to do next, I started looking through my goodie bag that I purchased earlier: deep-heating muscle cream, the enemas, a bottle of hot sauce, a tube of 75 SPF sunscreen, a spray bottle of tan-accelerator, and the bottle of super-glue. Just then a wicked idea crossed my mind.

I walked over to the lifeguard and proceeded to relieve him of his red shorts and shirt; leaving him lying naked in the sand with only his lifeguard whistle around his neck. His averaged sized limp dick was nestled in a forest of brown pubic hair, while his perfectly chiseled abs now glistened in the sun. Next I grabbed the curly haired blonde, whose name I remembered overhearing to be Janie, and sat her down on the lifeguard's chest facing his dick. Bending Janie forward I wrapped her lips around the lifeguard's cock; fully engulfing his limp dick in her mouth. This also gave the lifeguard a perfect view of Janie's sand covered pink asshole.

"Oh don't worry I haven't forgot about you," I laughed, as I walked over to the blonde with the short bob, whose name I had failed to learn. I positioned the blonde to lay face down in between the lifeguard's legs, and wrapped her lips around both his hairy balls.

Stepping back and looking over the scene; I turned and walked back to my bag of goodies. Looking through it for a few seconds, I finally found what I was looking for. My hand grabbed the super-glue, and I walked back to the trio. I bent down to the lifeguard's now hidden genitals, and proceeded to line each of the blondes lips with the sticky adhesive. Placing their lips back around his cock and balls respectively, I stepped back and laughed.

Looking back in my bag of goodies my hands danced across the enemas, as I looked at Janie's asshole pointing right at the lifeguard's face. Thinking hard I finally decided against it. Not because I was against that kind of ultimate humiliation, but I wasn't sure these three officially deserved it. For all I know they were saints.

"I'll save you for someone special," I laughed, as I patted the enemas. Walking back to the trio, I saw the lifeguard's whistle draped a cross his chest.

"Well if you're not gonna be getting an enema, you're gonna get something else," I said laughing again as my hand caressed Janie's backside. Grabbing the whistle I shoved it deep into her asshole. "You should really be thanking me," I continued with a chuckle giving Janie's butt a playful slap.

Stepping back I grabbed the stopwatch and started time. Immediately both blondes eyes bulged. The lifeguard looked confused now staring at a puckered asshole with his whistle string sticking out of it.

"What the fuck is wrong with you two," he yelled as he tried to push Janie off him. This resulted in a loud pitch scream, as his pubic hair and skin were pulled hard. The two blonds were moaning, as they intensively breathed through their noses. The lifeguard's face had now gone from anger to a look of pure ecstasy. Janie's eyes, if even possible, got wider, as she felt the lifeguard's cock getting harder and start to tickle the back of her throat. She tried to pull back and get away from his hardening cock.

"Noooo no stop," the lifeguard screamed as he slapped Janie's ass. "Help someone, anyone help us," he continued now panicking even more. With no one hearing him, he looked in disgust at his whistle in Janie's ass. Grabbing the string, he quickly tugged and pulled the whistle from her pink butthole. This caused Janie to moan even louder. The lifeguard now looked at the soiled whistle. Giving it a quick sniff his nose scrunched in nausea. Deciding the situation was too dire he put the whistle in his mouth and blew. The high pitch sound attracted the attention of two lifeguards who started to sprint in the trios direction.

The whistle fell from the lifeguard's mouth as his eyes rolled back in his head. He thrusted his hips forward as he shot his load deep down Janie's throat. In response Janie scrunched her face in disgust, just as the lifeguard had done moments earlier, as her back tensed up.

Not being able to take it anymore I had to stopped time. I fell to the ground laughing at the look on all three individual's faces. Deciding these three had suffered enough, I got in my car debating were to head next. Maybe I should check in on Cora and Lily, or the mall, maybe the rich snobby country club down the street, or anywhere else. The world was my oyster.

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