STORY 2: DADDY, I’M YOUR CUMSLUT! 1

Chapter 1 Lovie’s POV “f**k, I shouldn’t even be here right now, but I can’t stop thinking about him,” I whispered to myself as I stood there in the driveway, the house keys still dangling from my fingers. The driveway had been almost empty except for Marcus’s sleek black car, and that fact had sent a dangerous little thrill straight through me before I could talk myself out of it. Jackson hadn’t sent a single text all day, not one damn word, and that s**t stung like it always did, making me feel like some side piece he could forget about. But deep down I knew the real reason I came over was Marcus. That dangerous crush on my boyfriend’s dad had been building for weeks, the kind that kept me up at night with my hand slipping into my panties, rubbing my c**t while I pictured his thick c**k stretching me open. I remembered Mom’s voice from earlier that afternoon, all bubbly and excited while she unpacked the groceries on the kitchen counter. “Lovie, honey, I finally met someone really good. He’s coming by later after I finish up here. I think you’re gonna like him.” I needed to check on Marcus real quick, catch one look at him, then get my ass back home before she returned and started asking where I’d been. My heart pounded hard as I knocked on the front door, waiting longer than I should have, there was no answer. The silence made my skin tingle with that mix of nerves and filthy excitement. I walked around the side of the house toward the backyard pool, telling myself I was only looking for Jackson even though my n*****s had already tightened up under my thin top, rubbing against the fabric with every step. The second I stepped onto the pool deck, my breath got stuck in my throat. Marcus was powering through the water, his massive body cutting strong laps like he was owning every inch of it. His shoulders looked even wider wet, muscles flexing and rippling under that tanned skin as his arms pulled him forward. Water ran down his back in streams, over the deep curve of his ass that his swim trunks clung to, and when he turned I could see the way his abs tightened, those hard ridges glistening, leading down to the thick bulge pressing against the front of his shorts. My mouth watered instantly. I could not stop staring at how his thighs flexed, powerful and thick, imagining them spreading my legs wide while he slammed into me raw. My c**t throbbed so bad I had to squeeze my thighs together, feeling my p***y lips swell and get slippery inside my panties. God, he looked so f*****g hot, dripping wet and confident, the kind of man who would grab my hair and f**k me until I screamed his name instead of his son’s. I stood there frozen, my breathing getting heavier as dirty thoughts flooded my mind. What if I just walked over there and dropped to my knees right at the edge of the pool? What if I pulled those wet trunks down and took his c**k in my mouth while the water still dripped off his balls? My cheeks burned but my body reacted anyway, a fresh gush of wetness soaking through my panties as I watched his strong arms push against the water. My n*****s were so hard they ached, begging to be sucked and pinched. I knew this was wrong, dangerous even, but the thrill made my heart race faster and my p***y clench around nothing, aching to be filled by a real man like him. He spotted me then, slowing his strokes until he came to a stop near the edge. He pulled himself up slightly out of the water, those powerful arms flexing as he rested there, water streaming down his chest and over his abs in ways that made me want to lick every drop off him. He wiped the water from his face with one big hand, and that charming, confident smile spread across his lips as he looked straight at me. “Hey, Lovie,” he said warmly, his deep voice carrying across the pool deck like it was made just to turn me on even more. “God, I really need to get out of here before I do something stupid,” I said under my breath, my voice shaky as I stood frozen on the pool deck with my arms wrapped tight around my middle like that could hide how turned on I already felt. Marcus kept that easy smile on his face while he rested against the edge, water still running down his thick chest and over those hard abs that made my mouth water every time I looked. “H-hello sir, I came to look for Jackson but it seems h-he’s not around ” I stammered. “Come on, Lovie, jump in with me for a refreshing swim. The water feels damn good today.” His deep velvety voice rolled over me and sent an immediate shiver straight down my spine, making my n*****s tighten up even harder against my bra. Swim with him?? Wild images flooded my head right then, filthy ones of his big wet body pressing right up against mine under the water, his hands sliding down my back to grab my ass and pull me close so I could feel how hard his c**k was getting for me. I blushed so deep my cheeks burned hot and I shook my head fast, trying to push those thoughts away even though my p***y was already throbbing and getting wetter by the second. “No, that’s okay, I’ll just wait inside for Jackson. I don’t want to bother you or anything.” He chuckled softly, that rich sound coming out low and seductive as he pushed himself a little higher out of the pool, his powerful arms flexing and making the muscles in his shoulders bulge. Water dripped from his hair down his neck and I could not stop staring at the way it traced over his skin. “Jackson won’t be back for quite a while, trust me. You should stay and keep yourself busy till he shows up. No point sitting around bored inside when you could be out here enjoying the sun.” I hesitated right at the edge of the deck, shifting my weight from one foot to the other while my thighs rubbed together and sent little sparks of need through my swollen c**t. My panties felt soaked now, the slick heat making me squirm as I pictured him yanking them aside and shoving two thick fingers deep inside me without warning. Fuck, why does he have to look like that, all dripping and strong, like he could pick me up and f**k me against the side of the pool until I came all over his c**k. My breathing got heavier and I could feel my face staying flushed while my body reacted on its own, n*****s aching and my p***y clenching tight with dirty want. Marcus tilted his head a little, his eyes sparkling with that playful challenge as he watched me. “What’s the matter, Lovie? Why are you acting shy all of a sudden? I don’t bite… unless you ask me to.” He grinned wider when he said it, his tone light but carrying something heavier underneath that made my stomach flip and my cunt throb harder. I swallowed hard, my voice coming out quieter than I meant it to. “It’s not that. I just… I don’t know how to swim at all. Never learned properly, so I usually stay away from pools like this.” He nodded like that did not surprise him one bit and pointed toward the pool house with one strong arm, water still glistening on his tanned skin. “No problem. Go grab a spare swimsuit from in there and one of the floating rings. I’ll teach you properly, step by step. It will be easy, fun, and completely safe with me guiding you.”