Page 2 of Primal God

Heat licks at my skin, enough that I can look past his comment about finding a swimsuit that will fit. Even though we’ve been dating for a while, we didn’t get intimate until a few months ago. At first, we couldn’t get enough of each other, but recently it’s felt like a chore on my end. And I don’t like feeling like that.

That’s what has me glancing at the house to make sure his parents aren’t in the living room. When I’m sure that they’re gone, I lift my shirt over my head, laying it on one of the lounge chairs. My shorts and flip-flops are next, leaving me in my black bra and black cotton panties. I’ve always been a curvy girl, but thankfully I’m also comfortable in my skin. Even when I’ve gained a few pounds and even when my boyfriend makes little comments about my weight…

He must not mind tonight because he leans against the edge of the pool, a challenging glint in his eyes. “You going to go all the way?”

“I don’t know. Are you?”

He tugs off his shirt, tossing it out of the pool. His shorts and underwear are next, leaving him completely nude.

I’m laughing as I take off my bra and panties, carefully setting them on the lounge with the rest of my clothes.

“Freaking hell, babe. Get over here.”

I grin, slowly walking toward João. I’m almost to him when I think I see a flash of light in the kitchen, like someone opened the fridge. Afraid of being caught, I hurry to the edge of the pool, jumping in. João is waiting when I emerge, pulling me into his arms, kissing me.

“I have an idea.”

“Oh?”

He says, “Sit on the edge of the pool.”

“I don’t know…”

I glance back to the kitchen window, but don’t see anything.

“Come on, babe. I’ve wanted to do this for a while. Saw it in a vid online, and it looked hot.” He pats the cement. “Up.”

I pull myself out of the pool, sitting so my feet are dangling in the water. João moves between my legs, putting my legs over his shoulders. I have an idea where this is going when he moves in even closer. Leaning back on my arms, I groan as he kisses my thigh.

My eyes shut and the person between my legs transforms into his dad.

I know it’s fucked up, but I can’t stop the thought from taking over. A whimper leaves my lips ashegrips my legs, pushing them apart.

In reality, I open my legs because João isn’t bold enough to do this on his own. But the star of my fantasy is…

“I’ve missed you, babe,” João says, kissing higher. “So much.”

In my head, it’s not his voice I hear.

“I’ve missed you, too.” I pant ashesucks on my clit. “God, that feels so good.”

“If you like that, you’re going to love this,”hesays asheslides a finger inside of me.

The pleasure I felt seconds ago fades as João fumbles his way around, and I’m pulled out of my daydream. Opening my eyes, I see João looking between my legs, watching as he toys with me.

“You like that, babe? Am I making you feel so good?”

I make a sound of agreement as he adds another finger. Wincing, I shift, trying to send him in the right direction. It doesn’t work, though. Not when he adds a third finger.

“Come on, babe. I want you to come and then I want you to ride me.”

I make fake sounds of pleasure and then cry out, as if I’ve just had an orgasm. He wastes no time pulling back his fingers and climbing out of the pool. I cringe as he tosses my clothes on the ground and then flops on the lounge.

“Come on, babe.”

I’m torn. I’m not feeling as horny as I was moments ago, but at least if I ride him, I’ll actually get to come. Slowly, I walk toward him, letting my hips sway. He watches me as he strokes himself. I move over him, positioning his cock at my opening.

Closing my eyes, I let the fantasy take over again.

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