Home for the Holidays

Cindy drove carefully down the highway, glad that she had not left the university before noon so that the sun had been at her back and not into her eyes. She had made good time and would probably arrive home not long after sunset. A good night sleep and she could start her holidays tomorrow.

Her mind drifted again to the last 24 hours. She had been so nervous all week. Her boyfriend, Simon, had arranged a threesome for her last night before going home and she had approached the night with equal parts trepidation and excitement. Trent was not only handsome and athletic but, according to Simon, had a big cock. Simon was, by his own proclamation, average in that department and in her estimation, a little small.

The night had been somewhat of a fizzer. Her initial enthusiasm on seeing Trent's package waned a little when she took it in hand. Trent may have looked the deal when he was soft, but his cock barely added any length or breadth when aroused, it just went stiff. Simon was very small when soft, but it swelled to more than twice its size when erect and the two stiff cocks were almost the same.

She tried anyway, but while she came, as she almost always did, on Simon's mouth, it was the usual little orgasm. She wanted the heart-stopping, rolling wave orgasm she read about. She wanted to cum while being fucked as they did in the porn movies. They tried spit roasting and they took turns and she even let them DP her with Simon shoving his cock up her arse while she sat on Trent's cock. They came each twice, but she failed to follow up on the early little shudder she experienced at the outset.

When she got back to her room Lisa laughed at her. "You are just a size queen," she said. "You want one of those eight or nine-inch cocks as thick as my wrist, just like they have in the porn movies. Normal guys just don't have that. Hey maybe you should become a dyke, your girlfriend can buy a fake one as big as you like."

"Yuk," Was all Cindy could think to say. That brought another laugh. She didn't want a plastic one and she was not into women. Still, the suggestion that she was somehow only going to be satisfied with a very big cock was both upsetting and intriguing.

Whatever the future might hold she had decided that the boyfriend thing was not working. She would end it as soon as she got back. Somewhere out there was someone was going to do it for her. Someone nice and intelligent who could get her off with his cock, hopefully, he might even be rich. She laughed out loud at her own ridiculous thought.

There was no sign of life at the house. She was not surprised, her father's bedroom was at the back, clear of the street noise and, since her mother had died, many years ago, he had taken to going to bed early. He had little interest in television and preferred to rise early and exercise before going to work.

In case he was asleep she entered the house as quietly as she could and, leaving her suitcase in the car till morning, slowly made her way up the stairs. Her father's bedroom door was open and there was a light coming from within. Probably some night light she thought. She went to the door and peered around, just in case he was awake. What she saw made her heart skip a beat and she froze, startled and a little embarrassed. She should have stepped back, blocked it from her mind and crept back to her room but she could not seem to move.

Her father was laying on the bed completely naked his hand clamped around his cock while he, his head turned away from the door, was watching porn on a laptop perched on a pillow on the bed. Cindy could not tell which shocked her most, the size of her father's cock or the video he was watching. When his hand reached his bulbous knob, he had more cock between his hand and his body than her boyfriend's total length. She estimated eight or nine inches and it was thick, so thick her father's fingers and thumb didn't touch around it. She immediately started to tingle; she was instantly on the verge of one of those little orgasms without even touching herself.

The video had obviously just started and featured an older man cuddling a young woman. The first sound was the woman's voice and, as she spoke, Cindy did cum "You know this is wrong Daddy," she said. She heard her father moan and her eyes were flicking from the screen to his cock as the man said. "But you want to. No one makes you come like daddy does."

"Be gentle daddy, you stretch me so much." Cindy suddenly had a flashback to when she heard similar words from her mother. "Slowly babe, let me stretch first." That is what she had heard and until now assumed it was some exercise they were doing, now she wondered.

The conversation on the video stopped as the young woman did a slow strip for her father and climbed into his lap. Cindy stopped watching the video as her father had started to stroke his cock faster and he was even giving little moans and sighs.

She was not aware of when she started walking forward or when she started unbuttoning her blouse but inexplicably, she was next to the bed and her father suddenly aware of her presence looked over at her. He started for a second. Perhaps he saw the lust in her eyes or the hands peeling her blouse off. He stopped groping for the mouse and his hand returned to the cock it had so recently leapt from.

Taking her cue from the video she did a slow strip, never taking her eyes from his. Neither said a word. When she was naked, she climbed on the bed and straddled him. She planned to lower herself onto his massive organ, but his hands grabbed both the arse cheeks and as she sat in them, he lifted her to his mouth.

She was disappointed at first but prepared to let him take the lead and he obviously wanted to lick her first. She expected him to push his mouth straight into her and start licking her clit, he did not. The started kissing her inner thighs, one side then the other. He started several inches from her pussy and worked his way up stopping just before reaching her lips. He then switched to the other side and repeated the process. With his hands controlling her she could not try as she might, get her sex to his mouth and she wriggled and moaned as her arousal climbed.

She was almost at a bursting point when his tongue made contact. Again, he did not touch her clit but licked the space between her lips and her leg and then the inside of her lip. One side and then the other. With each pass, he moved closer to her central slit until he was running the tip of his tongue around her vaginal open and then up to the top when his first touch on her clit gave her the strongest orgasm she had had to date.

Without relenting, he dove his tongue into her then moved back to suck her now sensitive clit and her legs lost their strength and she shuddered through consecutive orgasms. She was just about to beg him to stop so she could catch her breath when he rolled her on to her back.

He kissed her then, not slow and sensual but forceful and demanding. She could taste herself on him and she could smell his manliness mixed with it. She shied away from him but he grabbed her hair and held her face to his until she submitted. Then she found that she responded eagerly devouring his tongue. She could feel the tip of his cock pushing against her stomach and was sure he was about to fuck her when he used the grip on her hair to turn her ninety degrees where she lay with her head off the mattress.

Still holding her hair and thus controlling her he climbed off the bed and positioned himself so her head, tilted well back, was staring at his cock with his balls dangling near her forehead. He held her nose and as she opened her mouth to breathe, she found his cock head pushed into her mouth. He let go of her nose and she found she could breathe again. He waited till she was used to the idea then began feeding her his cock.

She had sucked cock before and as he withdrew, she used her tongue around the head and lightly sucked. When he pushed forward, she struggled to breathe and started to choke. Each time she did he withdrew until she caught her breath and began to tongue his cock. Each time he pushed a little harder and she lasted a little longer before she gagged. If she tried to move, he held her in position by her hair and, from the porn videos she had watched, she knew she would have to swallow his cock.

She opened her throat and tried to swallow. It took her a few attempts but eventually, she felt it slide into her throat. She felt proud of herself and the sensation was unbelievable, and she came as she realised that deep throating did not stop her choking.

He withdrew to let her catch her breath and settle, then pushed again. This time the swallowing came easier and he went deeper and for longer. After several thrusts, his balls slapped her nose and his pubic hair was crushed against her chin. When she was able to hold for maybe half a minute he began fucking her throat, eight to ten thrusts then out to give her time. She moved her hands around to his arse and used that to signal that he could keep thrusting longer and was rewarded with the explosion of his semen straight into belly.

His cock softened a little and she tasted his cum as he slid it from her mouth. She rolled back onto the bed and rested her sore neck by placing her head on a pillow. Still not speaking he lay down next to her and began working on her breasts. He massaged and stoked one while his mouth licked and sucked the nipple of the other.

It was not long until she could feel his hardness against her leg. This time she took control. She urged him up between her legs and wrapped her ankles behind his back. She used his shoulders to position him, so he knew exactly what she needed. He took his weight on one arm while his other continued to play with her tit. "Slowly Daddy, let me stretch first," paraphrasing her mother, in a voice husky from her used throat.

He pushed the head in, and Cindy felt the sensation that she was about to split, as sensation she had so frequently craved. She smiled and he pushed further. She was so wet and horny that she craved the pain his invasion caused. "God, that is so good, forget slow, just fuck me." She had barely finished that sentence when she gave a gut-wrenching moan and called "Oh, my God!" as he plunged his whole length into her.

Cindy then had the largest orgasm she could have ever imagined. She rocked her head from side to side, her eyes lost focus, the waves of hot and cold washed over her, every muscle twitched, her back arched, her skin tingle, her toes curled and then, for the briefest time she passed out. When she woke, she was panting, and her father was staring into her eyes. She smiled at him and he began a rhythmic pounding of her pussy.

She concentrated on him, squeezing her pussy as he pulled out and pulling him in with her feet as he thrust. Then she remembered the video. "Daddy," she whispered huskily, in imitation of the young woman. "You know this is wrong, but no one makes me come like you do."

He still did not speak but she was rewarded as his cock swelled briefly before he filled her pussy with his load. He came so much she felt it oozing out past his cock before he had finished.

He collapsed on the bed next to her panting lightly for the first time. "I think you should go back to your room; I don't think you should stay here," he said.

"Why?" she asked. As if on cue the little voice on the video cried out. "Oh my God, Daddy. Your cock is too big for my arse, Daddy, oh God you are splitting me, shit, that feels so big, fuck me daddy, fuck my bottom."

Cindy rolled onto her side and put her hand on his chest. "So, If I stay you are going to shove that great big beautiful cock up my bottom?"

Her father nodded. "That is why you should probably leave."

"Oh," she replied. "I am not going anywhere. How long will it take until you are ready," she asked kissing near where her hand rested. She looked down to see him twitch and then start to grow.