Swimwear Seduction: Dark Lycra, Wet Skin & Dirty Whispers

It’s such a gorgeous day, and I’ve come down to the pool for a swim. I spot you reading your book and flash you a cheeky “hi” before I lay down my towel. As I sit, I catch you stealing glances—your eyes tracing over my curves—and I absolutely love it. I lean into your gaze, teasing you with subtle moves. I’m wearing a dark navy one‑piece with crisp white stripes up the side. It hugs me just right. You shift in your seat, and I see it—your arousal pressing through your clothes. That turn‑on spreads through me like heat. I beckon you closer, ask you to come and have a proper look. I whisper how much I want to see a man’s cum seeping down that dark lycra, smearing across the fabric, while I rub my pussy against it. The thought of you wanting that, right here by the public pool—so dirty, so thrilling—makes me tremble. The water glitters, the breeze teases my skin, and the tension between us pulses louder than the splash of the pool. Will you cross the line with me, by the water’s edge?