Better than expected

All that had happened started to sink in and I was unable to be sure what I felt. I waited for an overwhelming feeling of shame and guilt to wash over me but all I could sense was my throbbing dick and my urge to cum as well.

Bobby looked solemn and silent at me as we were finally alone again and I couldn't help but tears welled up in my eyes even though I didn't know why. Maybe because I loved Bobby so much and couldn't imagine what went through his head right then.

"I am sorry!" I said, my hard dick still standing between my legs.

Bobby just shook his head to dismiss that and I started to crawl into the bathroom to wash the filth from my face and body. My body felt exhausted even though I barely moved but all the tension now felt like a workout.

When I passed the threshold to the bathroom Bobby was suddenly right behind me also entering the bathroom and closing the door behind us locking it after him. I looked up at him questioningly.

"Are you all right?" he asked. I nodded slightly.

"I have to take a shower and get that filth off of me." I mumbled and again Bobby shook his head.

"Don't!" He said and dropped his wrapped around bedsheet revealing his massive hard and precum dripping cock. Now we were both naked and hard in that small bathroom.

"But I am full off it! Aren't you disgusted by it?" I protested trying to get up from the floor but Bobby pushed me down by the shoulder.

"Shh! No its fine! Stay down!" he whispered again with that unreadable look in his eyes.

"Please, I am sorry, what should I have done?" I whimpered like a beaten dog wanting Bobby to talk to me more than just his small commands. I couldn't read him and thought I should be ashamed for still being hard after sucking those Arab cocks moments earlier.

"Keep quiet!" He said and when I looked in his eyes again he added

"Don't look at me, turn around!" Bobby snarled when I watched his hard cock from close by. When his words seemed too harsh in this intimate small room he added more softly.

"You are safe now. They are gone. Nobody can see us in here."

I did as he told me and still on all fours faced the shower cabin. I shivered briefly at his cold tone but didn't dare to look back at him. Maybe he was too ashamed by all of it, maybe he was disgusted by how much of a slut I really am. As I was still contemplating I could hear him getting down on the floor behind me getting closer.

"That was a close call. Could've been much worse!" Bobby said in a whisper now kneeling close behind my back, his soft warm sweaty hands caressing my back like I was a wounded dog he wanted to take care of. I personally wouldn't call taking three cumshots from strangers to the face a 'close call' but I guess Bobby just wanted to diffuse the situation so I just left his statement standing.

"Yes!" I nodded, also whispering now.

"Was it bad?" Bobby asked. He seemed equal parts curious and concerned. I paused for probably too long to make any lie seem legit so I just said it.

"No. No it wasn't!"

I felt Bobbys hand reaching between my legs from behind his fingers closing around my hard dick like a rancher milking his cow. I moaned at the feeling and closed my eyes. Cum and spit still slowly gliding down my face and neck.

"You are still hard!" Bobby stated with some urgency, his voice an undefinable mixture of disgust and horniness.

"Yes, I am sorry!" I whispered again.

"Shhh!" He stopped me from whining.

"Stop saying that if you enjoyed it, you little bitch!" Bobby's harsh words were unusual and made me gasp but instead of being upset with him my dick only pulsed harder in his hand and he could sense it.

"I am hard too!" He added and pushed himself closer his hard dick rubbing against my bare ass crack.

I bit my lip and moaned arching my back in Bobby's direction.

He let go of my dick and started to knead my ass cheek with his hand. Hard and longing and without all the care and hesitancy he usually showed. His fingers slid towards my backdoor probing around my entrance.

"You still lubed enough?" Bobby pressed on his own lust seeming to guide his words more than any desire for my wellbeing. Again my dick twitched and I bit my lip. I now knew how much of a submissive cock slut I was but hearing Bobby more concerned with his own getting off than with his freshly **** friend was new to me and I must say that I liked it even more than when he was just a caring reserved friend.

"It'll do I guess!" I panted pushing my anus up against his finger, feeling it slide in with ease.

"You understand that I need to do this now, do you? I have locked the door so we are save in here but better keep it down ok?" Bobby added in an urgent whisper as I could feel his cockhead aligning with my twitching backdoor again.

"Mhm!" I mumbled still biting my lip.

"What was that?" Bobby cussed probably just because of his raging hard on and the way he fumbled with one hand pushing his hard cock against my entrance but the harshness of his voice again sent shivers through my whole body.

"Yes I understand, Syid!" I whispered more loudly and I heard Bobby gasp at that. It was a risky move to make him feel like he was one of my rapists and for a moment I was afraid I had gone too far but then Bobby pushed forward more forcefully thrusting his cock into my anus with one swift motion burring half his length inside of me.

I wanted to scream out in pleasure but pushed my fist into my mouth and suppressed a scream that came out mangled into a long drawn out "Ohhhh!"

I was prepared to be scolded by Bobby but in the same moment he too had to moan out as he felt my hot insides gliding along his cock. I was not so much lubed up as before so his thick shaft caused more friction moving into me but the feeling sent stars sparkling in my eyes.

He grabbed my hips and started to pick up a rhythm, entering me deeper and deeper with every thrust until the thick base of his shaft stretched my asshole out to the max. He just took me. He didn't ask if it hurt, he didn't wait or go slow. He just fucked me like an animal, like the filthy dog that I have become.

Bobby grunted and thrusted and worked my ass like his toy. I sank to the floor with my shoulders stretching only my bottom up for Bobby to use.

I turned my head back and looked up at Bobby's sweating face as he fucked me hard. There were also tears in his eyes as he worked through his emotions. When our gazes met he started to talk again.

"I wanted to protect you, I would have fought those bastards" Bobby grunted in between moans.

"But you just said you'd do it and then made me watch you suck of those filthy foreign cocks."

Putting the blame for the **** on me was his way of dealing with the situation and with working through his memory and again I wasn't mad at him, I just felt another wave of pleasure washing over me pushing out another long clear trail of precum slowly running down my thigh.

"Yes, I did. I am sorry. Thank you for wanting to protect me." I mumbled getting my air pushed out of me by Bobby's continued thrusts into my ass.

"I tried at least, little slut!" Bobby grunted and pushed his weight onto my ass shoving me down to the floor, my hard wet dick now stretching upwards between my belly and the cold bathroom tiles. I had to moan hard at the sensation and at the shifted position of Bobby's massive log buried deep in my backside. With his next thrust his veiny shaft slid across my prostate massaging it hard pushing me closer to cumming. I whined underneath him in response and he grabbed my filthy face in one hand turning my head to look back at him. Our eyes met and there was only lust and animalistic dominance in his look which made my bitch sphincter tremble around his hard shaft.

For a moment we paused, panting, staring deep into the other ones eyes, then he pressed his mouth to mine, forcing his tongue into my mouth, kissing me violently, slobbering up any residue cum from Ahmed and Mohammed around my mouth, even letting go of me briefly licking over my face to pick more of their Arab slimy seed. Then his hard gaze came back down looking me deep into the eyes.

"You made me do this!" He added awaiting confirmation.

"Yes. Yes. I am your slut Bobby. Breed me please. I know you have to do it. I'll be there for you whatever you need."

That seemed to satisfy him because he licked over my filthy cum-drenched face once more and then let go of my head getting into a push up position and picking up his pace again fucking me deep and fast.

My hard-on got squished rythmically against the bathroom tiles and I knew with Bobby's cock massaging my prostate that I was unable to hold back any longer. My panting turned into suppressed screams as I could feel my dick pulsing and filling with even more blood. Then finally my whole crotch started to twitch violently and huge amounts of cum shot out of my dick making the floor underneath my belly slippery.

Bobby must have felt my orgasm massaging his cock but he was like in a trance not caring for my feelings or well-being, just fucking for his own lust. He grunted and thrusted, sweat dripping down onto my neck and back. I just laid there like a piece of meat slipping around in a puddle of my own cum like in a trance taking Bobby's cock deep inside me like I always wanted. Without any sense of time this seemed to go on and on until finally Bobby's whole body tensed up and his pace slowed down to more forceful deeper thrusts. When he finally started to shoot his load his first few spurts were so forceful I could feel his cum hitting my insides, sloshing around inside of me, filling up my rectum.

After Bobby was finally finished his relaxing sweaty body sank onto my back, resting a few moments catching his breath.

Again moments passed without me knowing if it were seconds or minutes. After some time I whispered.

"Thank you!" Back to Bobby and he grunted back

"You're welcome, bitch!"

With that he pushed himself up again slipping out of my ass making his cum leak out onto the floor. He stood up and without another word got into the shower to wash himself, leaving me laying there in all my filth.