I know how you like to read saucy letters in bed so I'm going to tell you a story about a night I spent in during a hot summer in New England. It was the most erotic thing that ever happened to me in my 28 years, so I want you to know about it. Maybe we can recreate something like this moment some time?

This was during the summer when I worked as a lifeguard at Charlestown Beach in Rhode Island. I was the only girl in a lifeguard squad of 3 guys who were all buff beach hunks. I hadn't really thought anything sexual would happen with them, and they kind of treated me as the tomboy among them. I was 20, and lifeguarding was a way to spend a summer at the beach, in the sun, getting a tan while I made some money for school. I really wasn't there to meet guys.

At the end of the summer they always have a bonfire to celebrate the conclusion of the season. I was the newbie – all of the guys had worked at the beach since they were in high school. I guess it was no surprise that we all had a couple beers and I found myself sitting around the fire with Billy, Doug, and Neil. Billy and Doug were both around my age and had been friends since high school. Often, when the day was over, they would take off their shirts and throw a football back and forth on the beach. I'd be lying if I didn't admit that I'd fantasized about the two of them when I watched their muscle heavy bodies on the beach every day. Neil was older and had been a lifeguard for many years. He was scruffy, but his older man appeal was undeniable.

It was a little hard to be around all three of them all summer. I had broken up with my high school sweet heart the summer before and hadn't been with anybody since. It had been a long time, and the summer heat and three hot men had made me wanton.

On the last night of the beach season, the four of us had a bonfire to celebrate a successful year. By this time, I had spent the summer fantasizing about each of these men and what it would be like to be with them. Little did I know I would find out all at once. Needless to say, at the bonfire we all had more than a few beers, and soon we began to play truth or dare. I don't think I need to tell you that it wasn't long before we weren't wearing much clothing and I had kissed just about every body there. Then came the truth questions. And of course Billy asked me if I'd ever fantasized about any of the other lifeguards. Maybe it was the beer, or maybe it was the fact that I kind of hoped I would end up with one of them that night, but I fessed up and told them how there were many days where instead of watching beach goers in the water I had been lost in a fantasy of making love in the sand to each of them.

As soon as I admitted what I'd been dreaming of, Doug leaned across the fire and began kissing me as Neil and Billy watched. Soon I felt another pair of hands on me and realized that Neil was caressing me from behind, and before long I felt Billy's tongue in my ear. That night, each of them took me several times, and sometimes one of them took me from the front while the other one took me from behind and the third one watched. We went all night, and as the sun rose over the ocean, I felt both the pain and the satisfaction.

I spent the next school year craving the feel of those lifeguards all at once, but when I returned to the beach the next summer, the only one left was Neil.

Maybe someday I'll tell you about that summer too!

Dreaming of you, Jennifer

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