Teen Fucktoy In A Public Restroom

"Come on, dad! The game is starting!" My eldest son called after me and I tried to keep up the pace. It was easy to get lost in an arena this size, and it was always the biggest headache tracking down one of them when we got separated, so I grabbed my youngest's hand and hurried forward.

My wife led the pack. Basketball was her thing. To me, sports of all kinds are just.... well, they're not terrible, but they are extremely low on my list of things I find interesting or enjoy. But Katie loved basketball, and she'd done a good job of instilling that love onto our three sons at a very young age.

My oldest was 13, then 9, then 7. They were a rowdy brood, but they were always at least entertaining, and Katie was a good wife, I've been lucky in life. But as we shuffled into our seats, I couldn't help but roll my eyes at the next hour or two of boredom I'd be faced with.

But that's when I saw her. Sitting next to her parents and a couple younger siblings was this bombshell of a girl. She was tan, dark skinned, black hair. Her tits looked amazing in the skimpy little button down shirt she had on, and her beautiful long legs were completely uncovered, her short shorts barely leaving anything to the imagination.

My wife mindlessly pushed into the seat furthest away from her, then our three kids, my eldest son next to my immediate right, and this slutty little vixen to my left. I couldn't have planned it better if I'd tried. If I had to sit still for an hour watching giant's bounce a ball back and forth, at least I'd have some eye candy to get me by.

I wasn't the only one to notice, either: my eldest son had forgotten about the game entirely, staring at the girl with his mouth agape. I turned to him with a stern look and shook my head.

"Eye's on the game," I smiled, and he shook himself out of it.

She, like me, held little interest in the game at all. We both sat on our phones, I was playing some mindless game, she was texting and checking facebook. Out of the corner of my eye I watched her.

It was about fifteen minutes into the game when she started shifting in her seat. She looked around, glanced at me to make sure I wasn't paying her any attention, then moved her phone so that her family couldn't see it.

That's when I watched her go through her pictures, and my jaw almost dropped. She'd apparently saved some pretty hardcore stuff from online, I'm talking about bondage, whips, chains, ball gags, girls getting throatfucked, girls crying and screaming as they were fucked.

I shook my head in disbelief, unable to really comprehend what was going on. I looked over at my wife and three kids, who were completely enraptured by the game, then looked back. Every pic got more intense, more degrading and rough.

Soon, I couldn't take it anymore. I cleared my throat, just loud enough for her to hear, and watched as she jumped in surprise, then slowly turned, her eyes running up my body, until she saw me, eyebrow raised, staring at her from the corner of my eye.

She took a deep breath and folded her arms, blushing so red she looked like she might start crying. I smiled, pulling out my phone, and typed up a little message on the note screen.

"Sub?" I asked, holding the phone slightly turned to her, and she covered her mouth with her hand, looking around.

Slowly and almost imperceptibly, she shook her head, yes.

"Text me?" I wrote out, with my number underneath, and after a second or two I got a text from her.

"Hi :3" it said, and to this day I'm still not sure what that emoticon is supposed to mean.

"Hello sir*," I corrected her, watching her shift uncomfortably and blush again.

"Hello, sir," She replied.

"So you're a sub?" I texted.

"Uh, yes, sorta, I've never been, well, I've never gotten to be one." She replied.

"But you'd like to be, wouldn't you?" I asked, and she turned to me and shook her head eagerly, then caught herself.

"Um, yes sir," she replied.

"How old are you?" I asked, sure she couldn't be over 16, sitting here with her family.

"18," she texted back, and if the arena hadn't been filled with cheers and screaming and noise, I'm sure everyone within a couple of rows would have been able to hear my heart beating in my chest.

"What's your name?" I asked, and she hesitated.

"Penny," She finally texted back.

"Are you going to be a good little girl for me, Penny?" I asked, and she slowly looked over at my family.

"Isn't that your wife and kids?!" She texted back, and I began to fear she might blow my whole cover.

"Yes, does that bother you?" I asked, almost terrified.

She sat there for a moment, awful imaginary scenes going through my head.

"Actually, no, it's even hotter. Fuck." She finally replied, and I tried my best to hide my smile.

"You're a naughty little fuck toy aren't you?" I texted, and she shifted in her seat.

"Yes sir, uh, is it ok if I call you Daddy? That's not weird is it?"

"No baby. Now then, are you going to be a good little girl for Daddy?" I asked, and as soon as she read the text, she covered her mouth, her eyes wide.

"Oh god, yes, will you-?" She responded.

"In time. Unbutton your shirt," I told her, and she looked at me, then looked at her family, then slowly acquiesced, pulling apart her shirt by two buttons and showing off her cleavage.

"Good girl, now I want you to pretend to drop something, and bend over to pick it up, show off your ass for me."

She looked at me and nodded. She dropped her phone, then bent over to pick it up, doing her best to "accidentally" push it forward into the next row beneath us. She got on her hands and knees, bending down, her ass cheeks coming out of her short shorts.

My mouth was watering, I couldn't take it anymore.

"Did you like that, Daddy?" She asked, as soon as she'd gotten her phone back and sat back down.

"Yes baby, now are you ready to become Daddy's fuck toy?" I texted, and she hugged her legs against her chest.

"Right now?!" She asked, trying not to look directly at me.

"Yes, baby. I'm going to make an excuse to leave, and you're going to wait a couple of minutes, then come join me in the family restroom near the entrance. We can be alone there, understand?"

She sat there, biting her fingernails and looking away.

"Yes Daddy." She finally replied.

I sat still for a moment or two, then moaned a little, turning to my wife.

"Oh man, I'm not feeling so well, Katie. I think it's the pizza from earlier, you have any antacids?" I asked, and she barely even looked at me.

"Nah, sorry hun," She mumbled.

"Ok, well I'm gonna check the gift shop." I mumbled. "I might be a little while," I said, rubbing my stomach.

"Have fun in the bathroom, dad!" My oldest son laughed, and I smiled.

"Oh, I'm sure I will." I muttered, walking off.

I did stop in the gift shop, made up a quick little lie about my son's pants ripping. They didn't sell duct tape but I made nice and they let me take a roll from their supply closet, as long as I promised to bring it back.

I made my way into the family restroom. Lucky for me, it was empty, and it smelled of cleaning supplies and cheap air freshener instead of, well, you know.

I stood there, straightening my hair, cracking my knuckles, when the door parted and Penny slipped inside.

"Hello, Daddy," She whispered, locking the door behind her, her head bowed, her arms behind her back.

I walked up to her, pushing her up against a wall. She gasped, staring at me, her eyes wide.

I grabbed her hips and brought her close. She instantly wrapped her arms around me, kissing and biting and purring, she was insatiable.

"Please, Daddy, let me be your good little fuck toy," she begged, squeezing me tight.

I grabbed her throat and pried her off of me, pushing her against the wall.

"Not yet, baby, you need to be punished for being such a naughty little girl, don't you?" I asked, grasping her throat tight.

"Yes," she whimpered, "please."

I turned her around, kissing her neck while I unbuttoned her shirt. I unsnapped her bra and let it all flutter to the floor. She shivered a little, I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back.

Then I grabbed her shorts and pulled them down quickly, her cute little ass popping out, her entire body naked now save her pink running shoes.

"Oh!" She muttered, her arms crossing to cover her perky little tits.

"Turn around," I told her, and she obliged, her chest and face red, her chests short and rapid.

"Please, Daddy, be gentle, I'm, um, well, I've never-" She mumbled, looking down.

"You're a virgin?" I asked, smiling.

"Yes. I'm sorry, if you don't want to-" She started, but I grabbed her head and pushed her down. I grabbed the roll of duct tape and bound her arms behind her back.

"Where did you-" She gasped, but I grabbed her throat and forced her to look up at me.

"Open your mouth," I told her, and she smiled.

Her mouth popped open, and I slapped her. She looked down, clearly shocked, but looked back up, hungry for more.

"Wider," I told her, and she nodded, opening her mouth as wide as she could. "Stick out your tongue."

She stuck out her tongue and her eyes grew wide at the size of my stiff, hard, cock.

"It's so big!" she gasped, trying her best to keep her mouth open wide.

"Not too big, I hope," I said, grabbing her head and pushing it in her mouth.

She wasn't quite ready. She sputtered and coughed, choking a little, drool running down her chin over her naked body.

"That's right, that's right, baby," I told her, facefucking her while she gagged and drooled.

"Wike wiff wawwy?" She asked, and I nodded.

"Just like that, baby, just like that," I told her, grabbing her hair and finally forcing my cock nearly entirely down her throat. I spanked her while she gagged and choked, finally letting go of her.

She fell to her hands and knees, coughing, a puddle of her spit pooling on the tile.

"Did you like that, Daddy?" She asked, standing up.

"Oh, yes, baby, now it's my turn," I told her, picking her up and sitting her on the sink. She leaned back against the mirror and spread her legs, and I bent down, inspecting her puffy little pussy.

She was completely shaved clean, her skin soft and smooth, her lips red and her pussy practically dripping wet.

I stuck two fingers inside her, slowly playing with her pussy while she stared at me, panting, her arms bound behind her back, squirming almost.

"Oh, Daddy, yes, please!" She gasped, and I bent down, kissing the insides of her thighs, grabbing her throat with one hand.

I licked her pussy, almost gasping at how sweet and delicious she tasted. She groaned, shaking her head, her legs quivering as she came.

I stood up, my spit and her juices still wet on my face as I stared at her, sternly.

"I didn't give you permission to cum." I told her, and she was still catching her breath when she looked up at me, tears in her eyes.

"Oh Daddy, please, I'm so sorry Daddy," she moaned, and I shook my head.

"Please! I didn't know! I'll be a good fuck toy for you! I promise, I'll be so good for you!" she begged, but I picked her up and set her on her feet.

"You will, but you need to be punished first," I told her, putting the toilet seat down and sitting on it, patting my lap. "Come on."

She stepped forward, lowering herself to her knees and leaning forward. I grabbed her hair and pulled her into my lap, rubbing her ass.

"You need to be punished, don't you?" I asked, spreading her legs a little and sticking a finger inside her.

"Yes, Daddy, I'm sorry," She begged, tears streaming down her face, "I want to be a good little fuck toy for you, I promise I'll be good!"

I spanked her ass, hard, and she whimpered.

"Please, again!" she begged, gasping and moaning.

I spanked her ass, again and again, her cheeks growing red and bright. She whimpered and cried, gasping and coughing, begging me, over and over.

"Please! Daddy, please! Again!" she moaned.

When I was done, my hand hurt from spanking her so much. She lied there, shaking her head, sobbing while I rubbed her ass.

"Please, Daddy, don't stop, I need to be punished," she cried, but I shook my head.

"No, you've had enough punishment for now, baby," I said, groping her ass.

"Really?" She sniffled, looking up at me. "Thank you, Daddy."

I picked her up, carrying her to the sink, setting her down and spreading her legs wide. I pulled my hard cock and pressed it up against the lips of her pussy.

"Please, Daddy, please fuck me," she begged, looking up at me with her big, wide eyes, her makeup smeared from tears.

"Are you ready to lose your virginity in a public restroom?" I asked, smiling, "To a man you just met, like the dirty little fuck toy you are?"

She nodded eagerly, biting her lip and staring at me.

"This might hurt a little," I said, spitting on my hand and lubricating my cock. "Are you ready?"

She took a deep breath as I slowly pressed my cock into her.

I could feel her hymen breaking, the resistance slowly giving up.

"Ow! Ow! Ow!" she gasped, then her eyes rolled back in her head and she let out a breath, panting and moaning.

"Oh god! Oh god!" She shook, "Oh, Daddy! Please!"

She moaned as I thrust deep inside her. Her pussy was so tight, so soft and wet that it was hard not cumming inside her then and there.

"Please, Daddy, please, may I cum?" She asked, and I nodded.

Her body convulsed, she squirmed, biting her lip, closing her eyes, panting and sobbing, nearly screaming, then she relaxed.

I reached behind her and grabbed her binding. Nimbly, I pulled the duct tape until her hands were free, albeit red and a little sticky.

"Oh, Daddy, thank you," She said, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me close, thrusting her pussy against my body.

"God damn it," I huffed, grabbing her ass and pounding her tight little body.

"You like that pussy, Daddy? Am I tighter than your wife?" She asked, and I nodded.

"Fuck, you're so much tighter," I laughed, and she kissed my neck and wrapped around me, tightly.

"I'll be such a good little fuck toy for you, Daddy, I'll do whatever you say," She told me, pulling me so tight I couldn't help but lift her from the sink and fuck her right there, holding her body up by her ass cheeks.

"Oh god! Yes, Daddy! Yes! I'm gonna- may I please-" She gasped, and I nodded.

"Cum for me, baby," I whispered in her ear, and she started shaking again, trying not to scream, gasping for air as she climaxed.

When she was done, I set her down on her feet. She was shaking, barely able to stand, so I led her to the toilet, putting her on her hands and knees against it.

"Stick your ass up," I demanded, and she lifted her cheeks as much as she could.

I kneeled down behind her and forced my cock inside of her. She shook her head, moaning, covering her mouth with her hands while I pounded her from behind.

I took off my belt and started spanking her ass with it. She squealed and whimpered with every hit, trying her best to keep quiet.

"Oh god, Daddy, I'm gonna cum again," She whispered, and I spanked her.

"Good girl, cum for Daddy, baby," I told her, and she started clenching up and shaking, finally screaming into her hands.

"Oh god, Daddy, cum in my pussy, please!" She begged, but I shook my head.

"Not this time, you're going to be a good little girl and swallow my cum, understand?" I asked, and she nodded.

"Yes, please, I'll swallow all of it!" She said, but I grabbed her ass.

"Not all of it, you're going to go back to your family with a little bit of my cum rubbing down your cheek."

She moaned, nodding.

"God, yes, please, mark me as your little whore!" She gasped, clenching again.

"Are you going to cum again, baby?" I asked, and she couldn't even reply with words. She just nodded her head, staring at me, pleading with her eyes.

"Good girl," I told her, and she instantly started screaming, crying, gasping and panting.

As she was coming off her last orgasm, I pulled out, and she jumped to her knees and shoved my cock down her throat. She sucked me off like her life depended on it, her head bobbing back and forth as she slobbered and sucked, shoving it all the way down, gagging and drooling.

Finally, I grabbed her head and pulled back a little, shooting load upon load of my cum inside her mouth.

"Don't swallow it yet," I moaned, and with one final push, I shot a little bit on her lips, the last string dribbling down the side of her mouth.

She sat there, her mouth open wide, my cum pooled on her tongue as I buttoned up my pants and put my shirt back on. She stayed still, obediently still, simply watching, a large smile on her face.

"Ok, baby, you can swallow," I told her, and her lips closed as she gulped down my cum.

"Oh, Daddy," she moaned, crawling over to my leg and nuzzling against my leg. "Oh god, that was so good!"

"Good girl," I whispered, petting her. "You're going to like being my naughty little fuck toy, aren't you?"

Her eyes lit up as she stared at me.

"We can do this again?" She squealed, practically exploding with delight.

"Yeah," I laughed. "We've been looking for a new babysitter. I think you'd be perfect for the job."

She stared up at me, this bright, doe eyed smile on her face.

"I'll be so good!" She promised as I slipped through the door. "I'll be so good for you, Daddy!"