Bad Romance

I close my eyes and call out, “Marco!”

They echo back, “Polo.”

I hold out my hands, moving in the direction of their voices. We call back and forth a few more times, but as close as I think I am, it’s never close enough.

“Marco!” I call again.

“Polo.”

The response comes from directly behind me. I gasp as I feel Eric’s arms close around my waist, and something hard pushing against my ass cheeks. Another set of hands grips my hips, and I feel the unmistakable bulge of an erection pressing between my legs from the front.

“Polo,” says Mark, directly into my ear.

My eyes flick open. Mark’s smile is mere inches from my face, his gaze dark. I laugh nervously. “Hey...you guys cheated.”

Eric rubs his dick against my ass. My clit tingles, then throbs as Mark’s cock pushes against my front. I know I shouldn’t be cool with it, but it feels so good. I can’t bring myself to tell them to stop.

Mark ogles my chest. “This really is some suit, darlin.”

“Thanks.” I swallow. “I was planning to wear it to Florida.”

“Then it’s a damn good thing you’re grounded,” says Eric. “Five minutes on the beach in this getup, and you’d have dozens of guys climbing over each other to get their paws on you.”

"But you’d like that, wouldn’t you, Candace?” Mark smiles. His blatant interest in my breasts makes my nipples harden. “You remember that video on my laptop? The one with the chick taking all those cocks inside her? You liked that one a lot."

My face flushes hot.

“What video?” Dax asks, his voice low and menacing like distant thunder.

Mark and Eric release me at the same time, seeming to come to their senses. I have to grab for the ladder to stop myself from sinking to the bottom.

“Our little Candace snuck a peek at my bookmarks while she was babysitting,” says Mark. “I caught her playing with herself over some hardcore gangbang shit.”

“Really?” Eric asks, his eyes glinting.

Dax folds his huge arms across his bare chest. “Is that true, Candace?”

“Um...” I look between the men, my cheeks on fire. “I was only looking at it for a minute.”

“It was more than a minute.” Mark swims up to me. His hands dart out and start tickling me. I squeal and wriggle, trying to bat away his hands.

All the twisting and turning makes my bikini top shift.

My right breast pops out from beneath the fabric.

"Hey!" I move to cover myself, but Mark won't stop tickling me. Then Eric rushes over to join him. I laugh and whimper pathetically, unable to catch my breath. I look up into Dax’s eyes. "Make them stop!"

He doesn't move. Eric releases the tie around my neck, and my bra top falls down completely. He grins. "You getting a look at these, Mark?"

“Oh, yeah.” Mark chuckles, his voice thick with lust. "I haven't been able to stop looking at em since she got here."

My breasts bounce with my laughter. A cramp rips through my side. I yelp.

“Our little Candace sure has a nice big pair of tits,” says Mark. “Think her daddy would mind if I copped a feel?"

Dax shrugs. “Knock yourself out.”

I can’t believe he just said that.