They Turn Me Into the Perfect Teenage Sex Toy — Part 7
Billy grabbed his cock as he kept shooting his load all over me. The third spurt landed on my face. As I gasped in surprise, some of the salty liquid fell into my mouth and I scooped it with my tongue, inadvertently licking my lips for more.
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Several hours later I grew bored of watching TV and with absolutely nothing to do, I peeled my panties, leaving them dangling from my right foot then rolling on my stomach, I pushed my ass high in the air, spreading my legs wide and opening myself for my invasive fingers.
I hiked up my baby doll around my breasts, lowered my face into the pillow, and pushed two fingers into my sopping cunt. As I kept moaning louder and louder as I kept rubbing my special spot.
“Damn!”
“Wha -!” I exclaimed, whirling around to see Billy standing in the doorway with his phone pointed at me. “Billy! What the fuck!”
He quickly snapped a couple more pics before turning off his phone and entering the room.
“Don’t stop on my behalf,” he said smiling.
I removed my hand from my pussy and covered myself with a sheet, my panties falling to the floor as I did so. Even for as much as I’d been exposed recently, there was still a strong instinct to hide myself when caught masturbating. But even if I was half mad, I was also half aroused that this Adonis was standing in front of me at this exact moment.
“Can’t you knock?” I asked, wiping my hand on the pillowcase.
“I could but then I wouldn’t get to take these awesome pictures of you with your fingers up your slit.”
“Oh really?”
“Yeah, really. So what were you thinking about?”
I simultaneously wanted to blurt out the truth and cover it up forever. Of all the people to ask that question right now, it had to be Billy.
“I…uh…” I paused, taking a deep breath. “Well, if you must know, I was actually thinking about you.”
Billy’s eyebrows popped up and a huge grin emerged.
“Really? Me? Why were you thinking of me?”
I gulped, having not expected any follow-up questions.
“Well,” I replied, clutching the sheet closer to my chest, “I was thinking about all I’ve done since I’ve been here, and my mind sort of settled on my experience with you and Hank last night.”
“You mean how you were getting it from both ends simultaneously?”
He put it bluntly but a betraying rumor of a smile curled on the corners of my lips.
“It was more than that. Of all the times I’ve orgasmed since yesterday, you were the only one with whom I had experienced intercourse.”
Billy knelt on the bed, slowly crawling toward me in just his swimsuit and chiseled chest.
“And by experienced intercourse you mean I’m the only one who’s been balls deep in your moist pussy? That I’m the only one who’s felt your clasping pussy try to suck the cum right out of my cock?”
I bit my lip as he was now just inches from her face.
“I was trying to be romantic but yes, something like that,” I replied, grabbing his forearm.
Billy smiled and plunged forward, removing the sheet from my body as our lips met in a sloppy, animalistic kiss. I fumbled around his swim shorts, finding it easy to slip the elastic band over his waist and down to his knees.
As his cock sprung forward, I wondered if he was going to ask me to suck it or if we could just jump to the main event but my question was soon answered.
“Spread your fucking legs,” he ordered.
Here, another barrier crumbled. If any of the shy bookworms I had bedded had spoken to me this way, I would have clamped my legs shut and slapped them in the mouth. But in this exact moment, as I was, I wanted nothing more than to spread my fucking legs for him.
I pulled my knees up and to the side, exposing myself wantonly to Billy. Here, again, he demonstrated his superiority to my previous lovers. Each of them had needed to stare down at my sex, to figure it out as they clumsily jammed away. Billy, on the other hand, was masterful. First, he closed the distance between us and kissed me deeply. I hummed my approval as his tongue found mine. Then, without breaking the kiss, he fisted his cock, glided it up and down my slit a couple of times, and then slipped it easily inside my sopping pussy.
Purring pure passion into his mouth, I grabbed his sides and hung on tight. Each inch of penetration brought me to higher levels of ecstasy. I wrapped my legs around him, my heels pulling on his toned butt as I tried to get more of him inside, his member filling me just right.
Once he had bottomed out, Billy broke our kiss and sat back on his heels, admiring his accomplishment. I writhed on his cock, loving the pendulous effect it had inside of me. Billy looked me in my eyes and leaning to the side, he retrieved his phone. I immediately knew what he wanted. I was nervous as hell, but didn’t want to ruin the moment.
“You’re not going to share those, are you?” I asked, my face reddening at the thought.
“Not with anyone who hasn’t already seen you naked,” he said.
“OK, just please don’t post them online.”
“Relax, baby. They’ll never leave my phone.”
With that, he held the camera high above us, capturing my entire form with his cock buried deep into my pussy.
“Put your arms above your head for me,” he ordered.
I curled my arms around the top of my head, exposing even more of myself to him.
“That’s a good girl,” he said before tossing the phone on the bed.
At that, he started to properly fuck me, and I quickly forgot about the photos now stored on his device. God, he was so good. With every thrust, he was filling me more and more. I felt that I was going to pop in record time.
As my chest heaved off the mattress, Billy decided he needed to remove the babydoll lingerie. Not wanting to slow down, he lifted it over my head and grabbing it between the cups, he tried to rip it apart. I jerked out of my euphoria as the underwire held tight, pulling me up off the mattress briefly.
“Damn,” Billy said as he switched to an alternate path.
He grabbed the sheer cups and yanked them to the side, finally achieving the rip he was hoping for. The fabric peeled away and fell to the sides, draping from the underwire that still pushed my breasts upward. At this point, I couldn’t care less about another ruined piece of lingerie. I might as well spend the rest of the week naked at this point.
Billy cupped my breasts and gently squeezed them as he continued to pound my needy cunt. I placed my hands hands on top of his and slid them up my breasts until my nipples were between his thumb and forefinger. Once in place, I clamped them tight in a not-so-subtle suggestion that he could be more aggressive with them.
Without further encouragement, Billy pinched my nipples and I immediately sped towards climax. Billy squeezed a bit harder and my face contorted in a balance of anguish and lust, but that wasn’t the only reaction I had. My pussy also tightened around his throbbing cock.
“That’s right, slut,” he strained. “Milk my cock with your tight pussy. Suck the cum out of my balls.”
I groaned deeply at the way he talked to me. I wasn’t a slut by the traditional definition, but I was starting to think I was. He felt so good filling me up, playing with my nipples, and speaking to me that way.
“Yes, fuck me… fuck me good!….fill me with your cum, you bastard,” I cried out, surprising even myself with the words coming out of my dirty mouth.
It just spilled out of my subconscious into the air but had the desired effect.
Billy released my tits and grabbed my thighs so he could thrust harder. I reached past my tattered bra to replace his hands at my breasts, clenching my nipples just as hard as he had. And that was all I needed. My abdomen trembled as my orgasm commenced. I felt it wash over me and straight to my pussy, which was clasping onto Billy’s rock-hard cock for all it was worth.
This set Billy off in response and his first splat coated my vaginal walls. But he had other thoughts. He pulled out quickly enough that the second shot spilled onto my stomach.
“No, put it back in,” I moaned.
Billy grabbed his cock as he kept shooting his load all over my body. The third spurt landed on my breasts and some got on my fingers. The fourth landed sloppily in my cleavage before the fifth, and most powerful, landed on my face, forming a sticky line from my right eye to my chin. I closed my eyes tight in response, feeling the jizz pool atop my eyelids. As I gasped in surprise, some of the salty liquid fell into my mouth and I scooped it with my tongue, inadvertently licking my lips for more.
Billy diligently wiped his cock off on my thighs, then, having sufficiently painted his masterpiece, he grabbed the phone again and snapped more shots.
“Open your eyes for me, slut,” he said.
I was not going to open my right eye at the moment but obediently opened my left to see him capturing the moment.
“How about a smile?” he said, taking more shots as I continued to play along. “Give me a peace sign then we’re done, OK?”
With a wide smile on my face, I flashed a V sign with my fingers, letting Billy take one more picture as I posed like the cum-covered slut I was.
“Thanks, Simone. That was awesome. Want me to send these to you?”
“Uh, no, I think I’m good,” I responded as I tried to scoop the cum out of my eye.
“OK. Want to jump in the shower with me?”
“No, thanks. I think I’ll use the other one to clean up. I need a break after that super intense orgasm.”
I wiped my chin with my wrist.
“For me, too. Really. It’s no secret that I…that we… have been with more partners than you. But that was legit one of the best bits of action I’ve had. Your pussy clamped down on me just right. How do you do that?”
I shrugged, not really knowing how I did that.
“It was just a natural response to the way you pinched my nipples, I think.”
“Well, I’ve pinched a lot of nipples but never had that response. You’re special, girl. Thanks for the fuck. Hopefully, we get a few more opportunities before we head home,” Billy said, pocketing my thong without asking.
“Billy, the way this week is turning out, I imagine we will.”
He scooted off the bed, grabbed his trunks and phone, and strode confidently and nakedly out of the room. I was tingling all over. I wasn’t sure if I would continue with this lifestyle once I got back home, so I was determined to enjoy it now. After all, carpe fucking diem, right? If anyone at the cabin wanted to bring me to another mind-numbing orgasm, I was going to let them.
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