Chloe, Mr Williams’ Personal Fuck Toy

(Part 5 of Chloe’s Story)

I still had Curtis Williams’ raging erection in my tight grip as I finished the story of when Uncle Mike took me to the truck park. Anton the driver moved the Limousine around the nighttime country roads approaching the Williams Estate. Curtis was looking at me, eyes wide,
“You’re telling me that at the age of 15, shortly after losing your virginity to your Uncle, you took part in a night of gang fucking with strangers?”
I nodded, biting my plump lower lip with mock shame.
“Incredible”, he whispered.

I gently moved my hand up and down his sizeable erection, not too fast, but enough to extend his pleasure as long as I could.
“Did you hear that Anton? This little thing was a teenage fuck toy, quite insatiable by all accounts”. I looked over at the driver in the mirror, he caught my eyes, but made no other reaction. Curtis ran a hand around my waist under my top and down onto my ass in its tight leather jeans,
“Pull these down, I want you.. I want you here and now”

I took my hand off his cock and popped the buttons of my flies, wiggling my ass in the cars rear seat and easing the skin tight jeans over my hips and revealing my black leather thong. I hooked my thumbs in the string of the thong and pulled them down to my thighs to join my jeans. Curtis was stroking his cock and watching, it seemed as if lust got the better of him, he could wait no more. He grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap, my back to him, my jeans and thong tight around my thighs and my ass and pussy totally naked. His hands moved on to my tits from behind and he pulled my loose top over my head, leaving me topless and laying back against him. I could see Anton looking in the mirror at my uncovered body as I writhed around on his bosses lap, his hands exploring me and moving me into position, ready to receive his aching erection in my moist hole. I felt the hard head of his cock nudge at my warm entrance, his hands on my curved hips, then in one forceful push he entered me, his rock hard phallus opening my flesh and stretching me around him.

I let out a deep grunt and Curtis swore, his hands moving me up, ready to take another hard thrust. I began to ride him, meeting his upward strokes and pushing myself down, feeling his cock deep inside me.
“Yes fuck me FUCK ME”, I moaned, my eyes locked on Anton’s gaze in the rear view mirror. Curtis’ hands moved up my sides and cupped my big naked boobs, pushing them together. I bounced up and down on his cock, using one hand to push my long hair up on my head, letting my red lips drop open with each filthy moan – I was putting on a show for Anton, I loved the feel of his eyes on me, watching me take a good fucking, I wanted him to imagine what it would be like to fuck me, I wanted to give him some images to go with the story he had just heard of me fucking those strangers when I was 15.
I lay back against Curtis, arching my body in pleasure, the tight jeans and panties constricting my thighs and making my cunt even tighter around his thick, veiny meat.

“Oh God yes, yes YES! Do me! Do me like a little slut, use me, use me hard!!”, I moaned, as much for Anton as for Curtis. He was pounding me so fucking hard, my tits bouncing, nipples like bullets, the breath being banged out of my lungs with each thrust of his cock.
Then came the big, grinding final push, one hand pulling my hair, the other snaked around me forcing my young body down onto him as he released a bloated wad of hot cum up into my throbbing pussy,
“YES CUM IN ME YESSS YESS FILL ME UP!
He twitched and jerked with an intense orgasm and I felt his cum splash up inside my sensitive hole as he gripped my body hard in an effort to force himself and his seed as deep as possible. Sweat ran down my neck and between my tits and I could feel warm cum run out of me around his softening cock.
I licked my lips as Anton looked at me again in the mirror…”yes”, I thought, “you’ll be dreaming about fucking me tonight”.

The car entered a wide driveway through two wrought iron gates, the headlights of the Mercedes picked out the ornate gardens and the gravel crunched under the wheels. Anton stopped the car outside the Williams Mansion and got out, a moment later my door opened and the driver offered his hand as I stepped out.
His looked me directly in the eyes with a cool expression, I stepped out carefully straightening my out fit and doing my best to look as if I hadn’t just fucked his boss while he watched.

Curtis walked me through the front door and into a large entrance hall, then turned to me,
“Chloe my dear, it has been a wonderful evening but this is where I say good night. Anton will show you to your room”.
I must have looked puzzled, he smiled taking my hand and kissing it,
“Tonight I sleep alone, I have plans for you tomorrow and I want to be fully rested. I fear that if I took you to my bed tonight I would find it impossible not to have you again and again until I am exhausted”.
I nodded with a slight grin, taking the compliment, Curtis gestured to Anton, who stepped closer,
“Please take Chloe to her room, Anton, and if you would be so kind as to explain the requirements we have prepared for the weekend as you do so”
“Yes Mr Williams”, Anton said as Curtis turned and walked away.
Anton turned to me, he was an attractive man, probably in his late 30s and obviously very physically fit.
“Miss Silver, this way please”

I followed him up the stairs, glancing after Curtis but he was already gone. Anton said nothing as we walked through the long beautifully decorated corridors, past all sorts of fine pieces of furniture and works of art.
We eventually reached what was going to be my room for the weekend, Anton took out a key, unlocked the door and pushed it open, allowing to to enter. The room was large and beautifully decorated, it contained a large bed, a dressing table near a walk in closet and an ornate desk in front of a large window. Looking around I noticed that the room was done out as if for a teenage girl: posters, magazines and CD’s everywhere.

“Whose room is this?”, I asked
“Yours Miss”, replied Anton, who I spotted in the dressing table mirror, was checking me out from behind.
“It seems like it should be for Mr Williams’ daughter or something?”, I asked turning to face him.
“No Miss, it is for you. I must explain Mr Williams requirements”, Anton moved into the closet and brought out an armful of hangers draped in clothing. These are the clothes Mr Williams would like you to wear this weekend. This is the outfit you should wear in bed tonight,” he said holding out a tiny set of clothing in one hand. The ‘outfit’ was a tiny pair of pink jersey shorts and a matching cropped t-shirt with ‘Barbie’ written across it in glittery text.
“The other outfits are numbered and Mr WIlliams will tell you which to wear when he joins you tomorrow”
I raised my eyebrows, it seemed like Curtis had been looking forward to this for sometime.
“Ok” I said with a shrug, “well Im going to take a shower…”
Anton turned to leave.
“.. care to join me?”, I said pulling my top off over my head and letting my firm tits bounce free and giving him a sly smile
Anton looked at me,”Thanks you but no,I will see you tomorrow Miss,” and after a pause – “One more thing Miss Silver..”
“Yes?” I said, slowly unbuttoning my jeans.
“..Mr Williams requests that, for the remainder of the weekend, you refer to him as ‘Daddy'”
I smiled a knowing smile and nodded as Anton moved quietly out the door.

I woke up to sun shining through the window and a tap on the bedroom door. I sat up, the tiny pink Barbie top did very little to cover my boobs, “come in”, I said still slightly sleepy.
Curtis walked in with a tray with coffee, orange juice and a croissant which he put down at my bed side.
“Good morning Chloe I hope you slept well?” he said
“Yes, very well thanks.. Daddy”
I could see his eyes light up as I used his requested moniker.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his hand brushing my hair round my face and then running down to gently graze the side of my breast. He withdrew his hand as if he felt he’d gone too far, which was odd considering that I’d fucked him in his car last night. But something today was different, I was someone else for him today.
He took on a more stern demeanour and got up from the bed,

“Now Chloe we’ve spoken about the way you dress around the house haven’t we? I can’t have you walking around the house dressed like this”, he gestured at my little pink outfit,”You’re a growing girl and these little outfits are no longer suitable”
I was a bit confused as Anton had instructed me to wear this skimpy ‘little girl’ out fit, but then I understood, this was part of his fantasy role play, so I joined in, hoping I could guess where to take it.
“I’m sorry daddy, its just they’re so comfortable in bed, and you wouldn’t want me walking around in just my panties would you?”
From the lusty look on his face I knew I had got the tone just right.
“Of course not Chloe, that would be wholly unsuitable, I am your father but you are at an age where your body will make many men have crude thoughts and we cant have that can we?”
I looked ashamed and quietly said “No daddy”
“Anyway, get dressed and come down to my office I need to talk to you about something important about school”, he said and just before he closed the door,”.. outfit 2 please”.

I ate my breakfast, got up and showered quickly, eager to see what outfit 2 was. I took the cover off the hanger which revealed: a white satin blouse, a smart black riding jacket, a pair of beige jodhpurs and a lacy set of white under wear. The shoe box contained a pair a shiny black knee high riding boots. I let out a little gasp of excitement. I had been a keen horse rider at school and something about a pair of tight jodhpurs always turned me on.

I put on the underwear and pulled on the jodhpurs, sliding them snuggly over my apple shaped ass. The blouse was tight and pulled my tits up suggestively so I could hardly get the top buttons closed. The black jacket was cut beautifully and the single button pulled the waist in, showing off my figure perfectly.