Letting Loose: Turning Into the Perfect Fucktoy — Part 2

He moved his hand higher and gently stroked my clit. I thrust my hips forward to meet him and he kissed me, flush on the lips. He started stroking me a little faster. I groaned lustfully, teased, and on the edge of orgasm.

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“Let’s get you all cleaned up,” Robert said, putting his arm around me.

I rested my head on his shoulder as he steered me toward the bathroom.

Once inside the bathroom, we were finally alone. After all that I had just endured, I think I felt karma owed me a moment of solitude. Robert sat on the edge of the bathtub and pulled me into him. He spread his legs as I, still wrapped in a towel, inched close enough for my breasts to rest on his chest. He looked up toward me, our faces just inches apart.

“Hi, I’m Robert,” he said.

“Becca.”

“I know. I saw you once, at your house. I helped Dana and I saw you in the living room. I’m not going to lie, I was hoping to see a bit more of you.”

“Me? Specifically me?” I said, instantly blushing.

I was taken aback, but also still so turned on.

“Yes, specifically you,” he said as his hand touched mine.

“Sorry if that was too rough earlier,” he said. “To be honest, I’m not normally like that. You just turn me on so much.”

I scoffed.

“Please, I turn you on? You’ve probably been with so many girls.”

“That’s actually not true. I don’t know why you’d assume something like that,” he responded and I think he was actually hurt by my remark.

“Oh, I’m sorry. You’re just so handsome, and the way you were fuckin me was so confident, I assumed you’d had a lot of success with the girls.”

“Yeah, well, like I said, you turn me on. I’m not typically like this, I’m just intoxicated by you.”

“Intoxicated?”

“Yes,” he said, daring himself in for a kiss.

I closed my closed eyes and accepted it. As I opened my mouth to kiss him back, I felt his hand on my hip and instead of pushing it away, I grabbed him and pulled him closer. As I turned to him, I felt his cock pressing into the side of my leg.

“I wasn’t lying,” he said. “See what you do to me?”

I felt a new sense of confidence as he continued to ply me. It was empowering knowing that someone who looked like Robert would be so attracted to me. So when he attempted to kiss me again, I fully welcomed him in.

“So, I have to know,” he said, breaking our kiss. “Did you work your way through half the guys at your high school?”

I gasped, half in shock, half in anger. How dare he ask me something like this?

“What?! Why would you ever think that?”

“Well,” he said, “For one thing, you took my cock like a porn star.”

As he spoke, his hands slipped under my towel and up the backs of my inner thighs. I welcomed his touch, and subtly separated my feet a few inches further apart, allowing him access higher up my legs.

“Well, what can I say? The girls were pushing all the right buttons and you were the cherry on top.”

“That may be, but I find it hard to believe that you were a prude if you can walk all the way back here and not know where your thong is.”

With that, I felt his fingers between my ass cheeks and I felt something soft being pulled out of my puckered hole, along with something creamy dripping.

“Holy fuck!” I cried as my body pressed hard into his, in response.

It felt like my bowels were being forcibly evacuated, which caused my knees to buckle, and I latched onto him in desperation. It was still unclear to me what was happening.

A second later, a huge glob of cum dripped on the floor and Robert held my tiny thong up to me, draped over a single finger. I snatched it from him, not having put two and two together yet.

“What I’m saying is, you had your thong stuck up your ass, holding my cum in place, and you didn’t even notice. Wouldn’t it be safe for me to assume that you’ve taken a dick or ten up there in the past?”

“This was in my ass!?” I screamed, throwing it to the floor.

“You couldn’t feel your stepsister shoving it up there?”

“No! I mean, I’ve never had anything in my ass before! I thought she was just fingering me there, and what I was feeling afterward was the lingering effect of having my ass blown out by you.”

Robert smiled at me, and I couldn’t help but smile back. This conversation was beyond humiliating, but I felt comfortable and safe in his arms. I knew he was more experienced than me, but I wanted him to be my guide through my stages of sexual liberation.

“I swear,” I said.

“OK, I believe you, since you believed me. So what now? I’ve half a mind to pull this towel in away from you and ravish your body again.”

“Well, I asked my stepsister to help me let loose now that I’m all grown up and since you’ve already taken my ass, don’t you want to take my cunt too?”

“Why don’t you give me ten minutes to recover.”

“What if I can’t wait ten minutes?” I asked, suggestively, as my right hand grazed the front of his jeans.

“You’re going to have to be really tempting for this to work,” he said with a cocky smile on his face and allowed me to continue rubbing his cock.

“Tell me what you want me to do,” I responded, grateful for the opportunity.

“Why don’t you start by showing me what’s under that towel.”

I removed my hand from his crotch, stood, and took a couple of steps back. I slowly lifted the towel until my pussy lips came into view. Without prompting, I slowly turned to give him a peek at my ass, before spinning back around to face him again.

“That’s a nice start. Now why don’t you drop that towel to the floor?”

I let go of the towel, letting it fall at my feet, then started rubbing my pussy lips with two fingers.

“Tell me, Becca… do you masturbate often? You’re quite good at it.”

“Almost every night,” I breathily replied.

“Every night! That’s a lot! Even for a guy!”

“Well, I’ve only had sex once before you. I masturbate daily to compensate.”

“And what do you masturbate about?”

I started to flush.

“Oh, don’t be shy now, doll. You’re standing naked in my bathroom, stroking your pussy in an effort to tempt me to put my cock in you. You can tell me what you fantasize about.”

“I fantasize about a certain type of guy.”

“What kind?”

“The kind of guy that my dad would hate.”

“Bad boys? And what do they do to you?”

“They fuck me… and they call me a slut.”

“Am I one of those guys?”

“I don’t know yet. You look like one, that’s for sure.”

It seemed as if Robert had heard enough. His cock was straining against his zipper. He pushed me backward until I made contact with the door. His right hand nestled around my throat, exuding dominance but not cutting off my air supply.

I stared into his eyes with eagerness and submission. I wanted whatever he was going to do to me.

As Robert started stroking my inner thighs, I felt juices gushing from my cunt.

“Do you trust me?” he whispered in my ear.

I nodded urgently.

“I pinned you here, but all you have to do is tell me when you want me to stop. Agreed?”

“Yes,” I responded, unable to deny that I was achingly aroused.

Robert moved his hand higher and gently stroked my clit. I thrust my hips forward to meet him and he kissed me, flush on the lips. I opened my mouth in reply, but he bit down on my bottom lip and pulled it away from me for a moment. He started stroking me a little faster. I groaned lustfully, teased, and on the edge of orgasm.

“I want you to cum all over my cock,” he said after he released my lip.

I whimpered as he brought me even closer. I wanted his hot, hard cock to fill me up. If he had remained a second longer, I would have erupted. Instead, he removed his hand and stepped away, watching my hips gyrate and thrust forward, desperately hoping for any kind of contact.

Smiling wickedly, despite my frustration, I knew at some point tonight I’d experience probably the most powerful orgasm of my life.

Robert reached down behind my right knee, pulling it up and to the side, exposing my glistening slit. Then, I felt his cockhead press against my entrance, and without any warning, he slid his entire length into me, with one hard thrust.

I was so wet, his cock penetrated me easily, my cunt practically sucking him in. My mouth hung open in a silent scream, overcome by the incredible sensation. It was when he started to grind against my clit that I lost myself.

“Fuck!” I screamed.

I was sure that all my stepsister’s friends could’ve heard me, but I couldn’t care less. Let them hear, they humiliated me enough already. They should be envious of what I just experienced.

Robert’s cock started sliding in and out of me, causing me to gasp deeply and repeatedly. I honestly couldn’t tell if it was the same cock that was in my ass earlier. He seemed noticeably bigger when he was fucking my ass, but that could’ve been because my asshole was tighter, and my pussy was more accommodating now.

As he fucked me, he used his free hand to alternate between pinching, pulling, and twisting my left nipple.

“Oh my God, don’t stop,” I begged, overwhelmed by all the sensations inflicted upon me.

But Robert wasn’t ready to let me cum. He pulled out and released me completely, letting me pant and whimper as I desperately ached for his cock in my cunt. Instead, he grabbed my shoulders and spun me around, forcing me to lean my forearms against the door, with my upper body slanting away from it. I wiggled my ass at Robert, enticing him to take it.

He grabbed my hips to steady me, then felt him push his hard cock into my pussy. He pumped in and out with temerity, his balls flinging forward with each thrust, and slapping my clit. He grabbed my throat, clenching his hand around it tightly.

“Slut,” he breathed, clearly on the verge of cumming.

I moaned at his remark, then felt my pussy clasp his pulsing cock. My pendulous breasts bounced erratically beneath me with every thrust, rocking up before slamming back down against my chest.

In perfect harmony, we came at the same time. Robert’s cum filled my pussy like a firehose, and I, in turn, squirted my orgasm all over his legs and the floor. Robert stepped forward, lodging himself inside me, and pushing me against the door. I welcomed the assistance, as my legs felt weary and on the verge of collapse. When he finally withdrew, his cum gushed from my gaping hole with a squelch, oozing down my thighs. He supported me as I lowered myself to the floor.

It took several minutes for my breathing to normalize. Robert was sitting on the edge of the tub, naked and slowly stroking his cock.

“Was it good for you?” he asked.

“Oh my God, yes.”

“It’s time to thank me for the best orgasm of your life. Come over here and suck me off.”

I crawled over to him, and he spread his legs to allow me to get closer to his cock. I admired its appearance; it was the closest that my face had ever been to a cock, and I took a moment to get myself acquainted. It stood proud and surprisingly was still rock hard, with veins providing a smooth, ribbed texture from the base to the bulbous head. It looked like a fleshy obelisk, and I started salivating in anticipation.

He pointed it toward me so I was staring straight at the tip, and I noticed it was still covered in cum, mixed with my juices.

“Come on, it tastes better than it looks. Give it a try.”

I hesitantly kissed the tip, tasting the salty cum on my lips. I licked it off with my tongue, then slid my head forward to take the entire head in my mouth. It was the size of a golfball, but smooth and spongy, and I enjoyed the feeling. All I wanted to do was to make him happy.

“How does sucking my cum and your juices off my cock feel?” he asked.

“I’m embarrassed to say it, but incredible,” I responded, backing off his dick.

“Yeah, you did let loose.”

“I never thought ‘d do any of that, but I also never thought I’d cum that hard. I don’t know what that says about me.”

“Just let it be what it is and enjoy the ride,” he said.

“Thank you. I have to admit it was amazing. I half want to jump you again right now, but I know I don’t have the stamina.”

“I doubt even you could stir me back to full arousal again, Becca. I’m done. That was equally incredible for me.”

Robert handed me the towel. I wiped my body of all the sweat and cum, then without giving a fuck I returned to the living room.

Dana, my stepsister, and her friends were all clapping when I emerged out of the bathroom, naked.

I waved at them, smiled, and then joined Dana on the couch where I rested my head on her shoulder, and fell asleep.

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