The Lifeguard

Pointing the remote at the lifeguard, you tap Pause.

She stands frozen, peering out over the water, as you program her, "You are a dedicated lifeguard, and spend your downtime improving your CPR skills, mostly by giving mouth to mouth to anyone on the beach. Also, mouth to dick. Mouth to anything, really, whatever the people ask you for. It's all good practice for the real thing."

Play.

She gazes over the swimmers on the shore a moment longer, and then seems satisfied nobody is drowning, so she turns her soft brown eyes your way and says "Hello Sir, not swimming today?" You're not dressed for it, so it's obvious you came here for something else.

As if they were the first words you had spoken to her, you respond, "Nope, just here for a walk. Taking in the refreshing ocean air, the sights and sounds of the beach, you know."

She watches your eyes as you take in the sights, looking her fit, young body up and down as though it were a sunset and nobody would mind your lingering gaze. You don't care if she catches you because you can always simply tell her how to react, but you notice she's regarding you with a quizzical look mostly; it's a far cry from the anger or disgust usually prompted by this kind of leering.

She shakes you from your reverie, "I know what you mean, it can really revitalize you!"

"Exactly why I came here! The salt-water air is already waking me up. Though I gotta say it hasn't really done much for my sleepy dick up, unfortunately." Like it's a normal thing to say.

The lifeguard looks around, perhaps scanning for any beach-goers in need of rescue. Apparently satisfied, she gently squeezes your crotch and says, "you know it's part of a Lifeguard's duties to provide mouth-to-cock resuscitation... if you don't mind, sir." She lets go of your junk and looks down at it, her lower lip curling under her teeth as she inhales slowly, waiting for your response.

So you drop your trunks.

When your limp dick flops out, a sympathetic pity comes across her face. "Wow you really do need some resuscitation. Here I thought I was just going to be practicing."

She drops her rescue board to the wooden floor and kneels on it, bending deeply to gather up your balls in her mouth, which she tongues deftly, pulling all the blood straight from everywhere else to your dick. You won't be at half mast long either. She's applying just enough suction to constantly remind every nerve ending in your sack that this is a beautiful beach to be alive on.

Your dick slides up her cheek as you pump it full of blood and when the tip finally brushes her eyelash, she pulls off your balls.

She licks all the way up your shaft as she straightens her tight little body up, and dives down on your cock with expert deepthroat technique, taking you all the way in from the first moment. You almost cum right down her gullet, but she knows what she's doing, and pulls up until her lips are wrapped around the edge of the glans, keeping you hard without letting you finish. Mouth-to-dick resuscitation.

You place a hand on the tower's railing to steady yourself. After you stop spasming, she takes your dick in again and slurps dutifully for a while. Your cock throbs in delight inside the pretty blonde's mouth while the cool salty breeze caresses the rest you. Your eyes are slowly closing when suddenly you're shaken by the scandalized gasps of some passersby.

"Holy shit, look at those pervs!" A woman behind you is shouting. Your programming may have the lifeguard thinking this is all well and good, but everyone else on the beach still knows what's normal and what's not. Nobody's drowning, so the lifeguard just keeps working on your dick, but you crane your neck to see your critics, a couple of young ladies in bikinis walking along the beach.

You hold the remote in your hand, but your back is to your detractors and you're busy with one of the best blowjobs you've ever had. Then you hear the sound of a camera-phone.