Secret summer addiction

The next two weeks went the same way. Kai owned me.

During the day he was the perfect head lifeguard, professional, commanding, barking orders at the rest of the staff. But the moment we were alone, even for thirty seconds, he became something else entirely. He’d pull me behind the pool house and shove his hand down the front of my swimsuit, fingering me roughly until my knees buckled. Once he made me wear a small remote vibrator inside me all afternoon. Every time a guest asked me a question, he’d turn it up, forcing me to bite my lip and fight back moans while handing out fresh towels.

I came three times that day without him ever touching me directly.

At night, after the resort went quiet, the real training began.

One evening he tied my wrists together with a length of soft pool rope and bent me over the lifeguard chair high above the pool. The resort was empty, but the thrill that someone might still be watching from a balcony made everything more intense. 

He fucked me from behind while I stared out at the dark ocean, my tits spilling out of my swimsuit, swaying with every brutal thrust.

“Quiet, slut,” he growled, one hand over my mouth as I came so hard my juices dripped down the metal steps of the chair.

Another night he introduced me to anal play. He spent nearly an hour eating my ass while fingering my pussy, stretching me slowly with his thick fingers and plenty of lube he’d stolen from the spa. When he finally pushed the head of his massive cock into my tightest hole, I sobbed with overwhelming pleasure and pain.

“Relax… that’s it. Good fucking girl,” he praised as he sank deeper, claiming a part of me no one else ever had. He fucked my ass slow and deep that first time, eventually filling it with so much cum it leaked out for hours afterward.

But it wasn’t just filth.

Between the rough fucking, small moments of tenderness started appearing. He’d pull me into his lap after he’d used me, stroking my hair and kissing my forehead while I trembled in his arms. He told me bits about his life, how he’d grown up rough, how this resort job was his escape. I told him about my fears of not being good enough for college, about feeling invisible before him.

The addiction grew stronger every single day.

The breaking point came on a humid Thursday night.

The resort had a private luxury sauna attached to the spa area that closed at eleven. Kai had “borrowed” the master key. He dragged me inside after midnight, the cedar scented heat already thick and oppressive.

“Strip,” he ordered.

I peeled off my swimsuit, skin already slick with sweat. Kai did the same, his cock heavy and hard between his powerful thighs.

He sat on the top bench and pulled me onto his lap facing him, impaling me in one smooth motion on his thick cock.

“Ride me,” he commanded, hands gripping my ass hard. “I want to feel how desperate you’ve become for this cock.”

I rode him like a woman possessed, grinding and bouncing, my heavy tits slapping against his chest with every movement. The sauna filled with the wet sounds of my pussy taking him and our shared moans.

Kai suddenly stood up, still buried inside me, and pressed my back against the scorching hot wooden wall. He fucked me standing, deep and punishing, sweat pouring off both our bodies.

“Someone’s still in the spa area,” he whispered darkly against my ear, never slowing his thrusts. “One of the night cleaners. If you make too much noise, he’ll come investigate.”

The risk sent a lightning bolt of pleasure through me. I tried to stay quiet, but Kai was relentlessly pounding into me, biting my neck, rubbing my swollen clit with his thumb.

I failed.

My orgasm ripped through me violently. I cried out, my pussy gushing and squirting around his cock, the sound echoing in the small sauna. Kai clamped a hand over my mouth and fucked me even harder through my climax.

“Bad girl,” he snarled, eyes blazing. “Now he’s definitely coming to check.”

The footsteps outside grew closer.

Kai didn’t stop. He slammed into me three more times and exploded, flooding my pussy with thick, hot spurts of cum while I shook uncontrollably in his arms.

We stayed locked together, breathing hard, listening as the cleaner paused outside the door, then eventually walked away.

Kai kissed me deeply, almost tenderly, as his cock continued twitching inside me, pumping the last drops of his load into my overflowing cunt.

“You’re completely ruined for anyone else now, aren’t you?” he murmured, brushing damp hair from my face.

“Yes, Sir,” I whispered, voice hoarse.”

He smiled. “Summer’s almost over, Lila. But I’m nowhere near done with you yet.”