DADDY, I’M YOUR CUMSLUT! 2

Chapter 2 Lovie’s POV “Alright, I’ll do it, but this is probably a huge mistake I’m gonna regret later,” I whispered to myself as I stood there in the pool house with my heart hammering against my ribs. My stomach kept twisting in this heavy mix of guilt and that raw, aching want that kept dragging me right back toward him no matter how much I tried to fight it. Jackson kept flashing through my mind, my actual boyfriend, the one whose dad was out there waiting in the water looking like every filthy fantasy I had ever touched myself to at night. But the pull toward Marcus won out again, stronger this time, as my p***y started to throb with that deep needy pulse that would not quit. I could already feel myself getting wetter just standing here thinking about his thick body and how his c**k might feel pushing inside me, stretching my tight hole until I could not think about anything else. The guilt sat there heavy in my chest but it mixed with this wild excitement that made my n*****s stay hard and my c**t pulse every single time I pictured him. I told myself over and over that it was only a swim lesson and nothing would really happen, even though my body was screaming for more, screaming for him to take what he wanted. My hands shook a little as I peeled off my clothes right there in the small changing area. I grabbed the spare swimsuit and pulled it on fast. The thin material felt way too tight as it stretched over my skin, squeezing my full t**s together until they looked ready to spill out and riding up hard between my ass cheeks so my p***y lips felt outlined and exposed under the fabric. I stood in front of the mirror for a long moment, turning side to side while I ran my hands down my sides, feeling how the suit clung to every curve and made my ass look so round and fuckable. My n*****s were already poking out obvious and hard against the top. A fresh rush of slickness leaked into my p***y as I imagined Marcus staring at me like this, his eyes dark and hungry. Fuck I look like such a slut in this thing but it feels good, like I want him to see how ready my body is getting for him, how my cunt is dripping just thinking about his big d**k rubbing all over me and pushing inside. I grabbed the floating ring and stepped back outside with my heart pounding so hard it felt like it might jump out of my chest. Marcus watched me the whole way as I walked toward the pool, his eyes moving slowly over my body in a way that made my thighs press together on their own. “Damn Lovie you look good in that suit,” he said in that deep voice of his while he stayed in the water waiting for me. “Real good. Come on in slow. I got you, sweetheart.” He reached out with those large strong hands and put them right on my waist as he guided me into the shallow end. The second his grip settled on me the warmth of it sent heat rushing straight between my legs. The water came up around my body but it did nothing to cool down how horny I felt with him so close, his bare chest right there and his muscles still glistening from earlier. The lesson started simple enough with him showing me how to float on my back and kick my legs. “Keep your body relaxed like this,” he told me right beside my ear, his warm breath brushing my neck and making me shiver hard even in the warm water. “That’s it. Kick slow and steady. You are doing fine, Lovie. Just trust me.” His hands felt so f*****g big and rough on my skin as he supported me. I kept wondering the whole time what they would feel like squeezing my t**s hard or sliding down to rub my swollen c**t until I came all over his fingers. My breathing stayed uneven while dirty thoughts kept flooding my head nonstop. I could feel my p***y getting soaked inside the tight swimsuit, my juices mixing with the pool water as his body moved closer behind me for support. As things went on he pressed in tighter and I felt his groin brush right up against my ass under the water, his thick bulge rubbing deliberate and slow along my cheeks. I froze up at first but I did not pull away at all because the contact felt too good and made my cunt clench tight with need. He did it again on the next move, pressing that hard c**k against me longer this time. My breathing turned shaky as hell while I subtly pushed my hips back to feel more of it. “Keep your hips up a little higher when you kick,” he rumbled near my ear again, his voice low and rough like he knew exactly what he was doing to me. “Yeah, just like that. Feel how the water moves around you? Good girl.” Another tiny moan slipped out of my mouth before I could hold it back. My n*****s got rock hard and poked obvious through the thin wet fabric for him to see. I pretended to focus on my strokes but I rolled my hips in small desperate circles, grinding my ass back against his groin so I could feel his c**k getting thicker and harder between my cheeks. The friction hit my c**t just right through the suit and made me so wet I could feel myself leaking more, my p***y lips swelling and aching to be touched. During the next correction his hand slid up along my side for support and his fingers grazed straight across my hard n****e, pinching it lightly with the movement. “Mmm-ah!”I moaned loudly as the sharp pleasure shot straight down to my p***y and made my whole body jerk with how bad I needed to get f****d right there. My eyes widened in shock while I slapped a hand over my mouth and pulled back slightly.