DADDY, I’M YOUR CUMSLUT! 3

Chapter 3 Lovie’s POV “Oh god Marcus I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to make that sound it just slipped out because it felt too good and I could not hold it back,” I stammered, my voice coming out all shaky and desperate as I tried to catch my breath but my body kept trembling from how turned on I still was. His eyes got darker right away, filling up with pure lust as they dropped straight down to my chest where my hard n*****s were pushing out so obvious against the wet swimsuit like they were begging for more attention. Everything between us snapped at that moment. He moved in fast and pinned me hard against the pool wall with his massive body, his strong hands gripping my waist tight so I could feel every inch of his power holding me there in place. “Tell me to stop if you don’t want this Lovie,” he growled low right against my ear, his hot breath sending chills down my spine even in the warm water. “Say it now because once I start I am not sure I can hold back from taking everything you got.” I stayed completely silent, my lips pressed together because the desire was winning over every guilty thought in my head. Jackson never made me feel wanted like this, he never looked at me with that hungry stare that made my p***y clench and leak just from being near him. Marcus took that silence as permission and yanked the swimsuit top aside with one rough tug, pulling the thin fabric away so my full t**s bounced free right in front of him, my n*****s stiff and aching in the open air. He latched onto my right breast hungrily, sucking hard and deep with his warm wet mouth while his tongue swirled around the sensitive tip over and over. “f**k Marcus yes suck it harder like that,” I moaned out loud, my hands flying up to grab onto his wet shoulders as my head fell back against the pool edge. The pull from his mouth was so intense it sent sharp hot jolts straight down to my throbbing p***y, making my walls squeeze around nothing. He kept sucking with this strong rhythm, his lips sealed tight around my n****e while he groaned against my skin, and the harder he went the more my body reacted until small beads of milk-like fluid started leaking out from the powerful stimulation, dripping onto his tongue as he drank it down. Jackson had never gotten me to do that no matter how rough he tried, but Marcus was pulling it out of me so easily and it made me feel so dirty and exposed in the best way. This is so f*****g wrong he is my boyfriend’s dad and I should be pushing him away but my t**s feel too good in his mouth and my p***y is dripping worse than ever because I need a real man to use me like this after Jackson keeps ignoring me and leaving me frustrated every single night. Marcus switched to my other tit and sucked just as greedily, his teeth grazing the n****e lightly before he pulled it deep into his mouth again, making more of that fluid leak out while his hands kneaded both my breasts possessively, squeezing the soft flesh and rolling my n*****s between his thick fingers until they were red and swollen. He pulled back just enough to kiss me roughly, shoving his tongue into my mouth and devouring me while he bit and sucked down my neck, leaving marks that I knew I would have to hide later. I melted against his strong body completely, my legs wrapping around his waist under the water as I pressed my aching t**s into his chest and ground my hips forward trying to feel more of that thick bulge rubbing between my thighs. “You’re so f*****g wild Lovie look at you leaking for me already,” he murmured against my lips, his voice thick and rough with lust as he kept kneading my t**s like he owned them. “These perfect t**s are mine right now aren’t they? Tell me how bad you need this.” “I know this is wrong on every level Marcus but Jackson never touches me like this anymore he just f***s me quick and leaves me hanging and I am so starved for real attention please do not stop I need your hands and mouth all over me,” I whispered back, my voice breaking as I kept grinding my soaked p***y against him desperately, feeling his c**k getting even harder through his swim trunks. He slid one big hand down between my legs underwater and pushed the swimsuit bottom roughly aside, his thick fingers stroking up and down my swollen wet folds before spreading them open. “Don’t call me Marcus, say daddy” he commanded. Daddy? That felt dirty in my mind but it came out anyway. “Daddy” I said, more like a moan. “God damn you are dripping wet for me, your little cunt is soaked and ready,” he said, his tone low and approving as he rubbed my p***y lips slowly and teasing then pushed two thick fingers deep inside me in one smooth thrust. He curled them right against that spot that made my toes curl, pumping them in and out faster while his thumb pressed firm circles on my swollen c**t at the same time. All the while he kissed me deep again, his tongue f*****g my mouth like he wanted to claim every part of me. “Daddy your fingers are so thick they are stretching my p***y so good keep f*****g me with them harder,” I gasped when he broke the kiss for a second, my inner walls clenching tight around his fingers as the pleasure kept building higher and higher. My juices were flowing out around his hand mixing with the pool water while my thighs shook around him. He worked me like that for a long time, adding a third finger and pumping deeper until my moans got louder and my hips bucked against his hand on their own. Then he lifted me up out of the water like I weighed nothing and set me on the pool edge, spreading my thighs wide open right in front of his face so my dripping p***y was completely exposed to him. He buried his face between my legs without any hesitation, his hot mouth covering my c**t as his tongue went to work with relentless skill. “Aaah!” He gave me long slow licks from my entrance all the way up, alternating with intense suction on my c**t and gentle nibbling that had my whole body jerking hard every time. “Oh s**t daddy right there eat my p***y do not stop your tongue feels so f*****g amazing on my c**t,” I moaned loudly, my hands gripping his wet hair tight as my legs shook violently around his head. Tears of overwhelming pleasure streamed down my flushed face while he kept going, his groans vibrating right against my sensitive folds making everything feel ten times more intense. My hips kept grinding against his mouth, chasing every lick and suck as my p***y got wetter and wetter, dripping down my thighs. The second he paused for breath, I frantically rubbed my own c**t, chasing the edge he had brought me to.