First time fuck toy

Steve pressed himself against my lathered back and rubbed his substantial cock against my ass spreading my cheeks with its girth. I was so turned on my knees got weak, but Steve had other plans. I had noticed the silver “ vibrator” shaped nozzle attached to a hose in his shower but was to naive to discern its true purpose. I was concentrating on Steve and his big dick and didn’t notice him picking it up or turning it on. He moved me over facing the shower wall and pushed me against it and down. I was only too happy to comply and bend forward, arching my back to stick my ass out and up. I thought he was going to rub me with his cock some more when he started rubbing the soap on my asshole. I felt a hard object pressing against my ass and looking back saw his hand. “Relax” he said, I started to turn around to protest but he grabbed my shoulder firmly and held me as if to say “ this isn’t optional, bitch, put your face on the wall”. “Relax” he said again.

Strangely, I was not scared but rather blindly obeyed and relaxed as he grabbed my ass with one hand and slowly penetrated me his finger. It hurt, at first. As he slowly massaged my tight little ass from within I started to get hard, and it started to feel good. “You like that don’t you?” he said in a low growl. I nodded a feverish yes. “You want it big and deep don’t you ?” he said as I writhed against the tile. “Uh Huh” I cooed as I nodded blindly. I gasped as he pulled out his finger and inserted the long slender chrome nozzle inside me and worked it around. In and out, left and right stretching my hole. I bit my lip when he turned on the water. I had never felt that sensation before - being inflated, filled by something, It strained my ass. He took it out and let me drain out when I complained. Then in and full again, and on like this until he was satisfied that I was clean enough inside to accommodate the hefty bulk of his tool. He tried to fuck me right there but he wasn’t fully hard and it just piled up against my ass so he returned to rubbing it between my cheeks.

I was worked, I asked him if we could soak in the hot tub before he fucked me because I was sore, and I was but I really just needed to relax. He agreed, possibly sensing that my first penetration had left me needing a break but more likely as a diversion to get me high so I would lose my “no”. It worked, he brought a joint as thick as my thumb to the tub and after seating me on his lap with my legs over his arms told me to smoke it which I happily did between kissing and tonguing his ear until I could feel that he was rock hard again. We stayed in the hot tub for what seemed like hours making out and grinding against each other while he force fed me what he later admitted was a “laced” joint. He never told me what with but hinted strongly at some kind of ecstasy. Whatever it was it worked. I was delirious, kissing, moaning, grinding against him. When he became concerned that my moans and squeals would wake the neighbors he led me upstairs to the bedroom. Leading me over to the bed he pulled me in front of him and pushed me onto the bed, slapping my ass as he did.

I giggled and crawled onto the bed laying my upper body on a pillow and sticking my ass up in the air. “MMM” he grumbled “ as he took up position behind me, rubbing his cock against my ass and pushing me into position. He lubed me up and rubbed some on his cock, kneeling behind me. I wanted it, bad and told him. He pressed the head of his swollen cock against my hole and pressed, failure. He told me too relax my ass, and when I told him I was he said “damn! Your tight”. More lube and another try, this time pressing even harder when I start to yell “ahh!, it hurts !” and he slowly forced it in, stretching my tiny asshole around his thick shaft. It hurt, I thought it couldn’t hurt any worse until he started thrusting into me. Not gently or progressively, all at once, hard. He looked down and realized he was hurting me and slowed down, a little. “Oh yeah!, Oh god!, you’re so tight!, Oh god your ass feels so good!” he yelled as he fucked me, hard and fast. I couldn’t speak, whimpering and panting was about it. He fucked me for maybe 2 minutes before Cumming.

When he pulled it out I collapsed and passed out. I woke up laying next to him, ass aching, still high. I got up and went straight to the shower. When I returned he was asleep and although I really just wanted to go home I knew he wasn’t going to hop out of bed and drive me so I curled up against him and laid my head on his chest, waiting for him to wake up. I must have dozed of because I woke up about 3 am and he wasn’t in the bed. The sound of a running shower filled the room and as I looked up I could see him through the bathroom door. He saw me looking and firmly told me to come join him which I did, partly because I love showers but mostly because I needed a ride home, my ass was way too sore to walk anywhere. He must have seen me walking funny because he was strangely tender when I got in, rubbing my shoulders and giving up the spot under the water. He said “you are so hot” to which I blushed and said “thanks” meekly. He lovingly washed my back, turned me around started washing my chest when I reached up and kissed him.

I don’t know what I was thinking, I just did it, and it felt good, I felt my cock stir as our soapy bodies rubbed together, caressing each other. He didn’t go for my ass at all, which was sweet considering how torn up it was from that monster of a cock. We had stopped kissing and were just rubbing each other tenderly enjoying the heat and steam. I felt his cock, it was hanging down but had begun to get hard and was trying to rise, pressing its head on my thigh. His hands were wandering around my back and shoulders and I grabbed one and put it on my ass, where it wanted to be. “mmm” he said and kissed me. I don’t know what came over me, my cock was rock hard, my breathing was heavy, loosing my anal virginity had been the most painful experience of my life and here I was, making him horny again. He released my waist and I turned around, pressing my ass against his cock and looking up at him over my shoulder. I thought for sure he was going to shove it in me again, but he didn’t. He reached his hand down and brushed a finger across my stretched out ass.

I inhaled sharply in pain and seeing this he said don’t worry I’ll be gentle. He soaped up his fingers and lightly rubbed my anus. It stung at first, but stopped soon enough as he started to slowly massage my beleaguered little ass. Slowly, gently he massaged me until it didn’t hurt anymore then slowly started to finger me. One finger slowly at first then as my comfort level rose another and then a third until the discomfort was almost gone. I was panting slightly and as the pain subsided, desire replaced it. I was fully hard, pressing myself against the shower wall panting while he fingered my hole, legs spread, ass out, I reached for his cock. It was rock hard, I soaped it up. I pulled it toward my ass and he asked me “are you sure?”. Yes, I was, I think. He was a totally different animal this time, tender, patient. He placed his cock against my soapy hole and let me slowly push my ass onto it.

Once the tip was in, I slowly worked it in and out a little at a time, each time taking a little more of his shaft as the pain dissipated. My ass was stretched around his thick shaft like a banjo string and as I neared the halfway point he was grunting with pleasure every time I pushed it in. I wasn’t sure I could take anymore because it started to hurt inside my ass before it hit its deepest point but he must have noticed because he grabbed my hips and wiggled his cock around a little inside me while pushing in. It hurt, but then I felt a pop and it slid in another 2 inches, I moaned but no more pain inside. I looked back at him to see if that pop was bad but he gave me an all is well look. I pushed his cock into me again moaning as I went, “oh god… you’re soooo big!” My ass was burning from the soap and the stretching as I pushed back on to him panting and moaning but the feeling of taking him inside me was amazing so I had no illusions about stopping. After about 30 minutes of slowly pushing and stretching I finally reached the base of his shaft and felt his balls rubbing against my ass.

I moaned and yelled “I love your big cock sooo much!”. With that he couldn’t take it any more, he grabbed my hips and started to thrust. Not as fast this time, thank god. He slowly worked up steam thrusting faster and harder till I told him enough and then stayed at that pace. The feeling of him thrusting in and out of me was incredibly intense, I felt a straining, burning feeling inside me building until I couldn’t take it anymore. I started to moan and grunt loudly and my tongue was hanging out of my mouth like a panting dog yelling “yeeeeees!, oooooh goooood!, yes!, oh my god!” as he stuffed me full of cock over and over again. “Oh yeah!, you like it big, don’t you?!” he yelled as he plunged it in deeper. “yes!, yes!” I said, “I love your big cock SO MUCH!!”. My ass started to spasm, squeezing down on his cock and he yelled “oh god that feels good!, oh my god your gonna make cum!” I let go of the wall and grabbed my cock, jerking at it wildly, Cumming over and over 5 or 6 times. “Ughh!” I heard him say as he thrust all the way in Cumming and held it there, throbbing inside me. We were fixed there for a few seconds, frozen in time. Impaled on his generous cock I leaned quivering against the shower wall, cooing euphorically.

He pulled out slowly after a few seconds leaving me feeling empty and sore. We showered absentmindedly and fell into his bed exhausted. He pulled me close to him and kissed me gently as we cuddled. Feeling secure I asked him when he could take me home. Monday he replied, I was going to stay there, he was going to spend the weekend stuffing my mouth and ass with his fat cock. I tried to argue but it was no use, He had spoken. It was going to be a long weekend for me, I could tell. My jaw was already so sore it hurt to speak and as good as it had felt the last time he fucked me, my ass hurt so bad I was sure it couldn't take any more, but he was definitely not giving me a choice. Anxiously resigned to my fate I passed into unconsciousness draped across his sizeable frame. I woke up face down on the bed with a pillow propping up my hips, ass on fire.

He was fucking me again, hard. I guess I was out so soundly that I hadn’t woken up when he started, he had been at it for a while, I started to cum. The next 2 days and nights are mostly a blur of moaning, howling, choking, and cum as he relentlessly pounded my mouth and ass again and again. He never seemed to run out of steam. He didn’t allow me to put on clothes the entire weekend. Nude, overwhelmed and compliant, I was informed that I would promptly and dutifully satisfy any needs or desires he had for the rest of the weekend, In other words, I was his sex slave. I became a playground for his abundant manhood, I was either on my knees, lips stretched around his thick shaft, mouth bursting with swollen, hard flesh as he crammed my mouth, or moaning and groaning in delirium as he filled me to the limit with cock, fucking me in every room of the house. I softly complied, having totally surrendered my body to this large, strong and very dominant man, he moved me from room to room, fucking me on every surface in the house.

He laid me across furniture, held me in mid air impaling me or against a wall, anywhere, everywhere. When I gave him a massage, we both got covered in baby oil making our body’s slip and slide against each other, he loved it and told me he was going to keep me oiled up for the rest of the weekend, so he could slide me up and down on his cock more easily. Even when I was on top, he was so strong that I couldn’t have stopped him if I wanted to, tossing me around like a rag doll, stretching my ass around his cock until I was bursting at the seams with his meat, he pounded me until I passed out, stuffing my tight little ass with his huge tool day and night until I started cumming with every thrust, he even stopped caring if the neighbors knew. I wasn’t counting but he must have fucked me 15 or 20 times by Monday morning and I must have had 2 gallons of his cum in my stomach and ass.

I was so sore I could barely walk by Sunday and after he fucked my mouth and ass for an hour or so on the back lawn in full view of anyone in the neighborhood who wanted to look, I passed out laying in the soft grass, cum dripping out of my mouth and gaping, stretched open ass, I lay there for an hour or two for the whole world to see while he made dinner. I shoveled it down fast, he took his time. I found out why when I was done, under the table I went. While he ate his vegetables, I drank cum from his throbbing cock. He practically had to carry me to the car by the time it was over. I hadn't showered in 24 hours and was covered in cum, lube and baby oil from head to toe.

Ass still stretched wide open, rubbed raw, red and gaping, torn skirt half covering my bruise covered ass, ripped T shirt hanging off me I looked, and felt, like I had been gang raped by an entire army. As I walked the few blocks home in broad daylight, people gawked, staring at the raw, gaping hole between my bruised red cheeks as I painfully tiptoed home, punch drunk, with my well fucked ass hanging in the breeze . I avoided my house till after my parents were gone. I hid in the bushes nearby to avoid being stared at by everyone who passed. I showered and fell asleep, my ass was never the same again. I didn't even think about sex for at least 2 weeks... until Steve called me again.