Gender: Male Age: 28 Location: Pluto (It's not a planet)
___ Introduction ___
It's too early for a Christmas story, but better early than never. In this story, a man's adopted daughter wants a big cock for Christmas, and it's up to Daddy to find one for her. This text contains incest, exhibitionism, and sex between a married adult male and a teenaged female.
All She Wants for Christmas
Written by Norton5
“Elves, Santa, Mary, Joseph, Jesus, angels, lights and decorations, toys, candy, carols, and snow. These are my favorite things in Christmas.” That's what Leila, Kevin's raven-haired daughter with emerald-green eyes, said when she was nine years old. Just last year she demanded a boyfriend, and with a little help from her mother, was able to get one. Now she wanted a big cock to fuck her sixteen-year-old pussy, and she expected her father to somehow arranged it as his primary Christmas present to her.
This Christmas, Kevin's wife, Beth, was on a holiday trip to Florida with a group of friends. What was he supposed to do? Well, he would get his daughter whatever she asked for like any other good father would, but this would be a tough one.
Kevin decided that a nice place to go shopping for a cock would be the Christmas Tree Festival held every year in a small town twenty-two miles from the city. But that wouldn't be for another week, and Leila was getting impatient.
One morning, she came down the stairs from her room and hopped into his lap.
“Good morning, Daddiyo. How's the search for my Christmas present coming along?”
“It's coming, sweetheart. You'll get it.”
“Well, make it sooner, rather than later, alright?”
“I'm putting my 120 percent effort into it, believe me, darling.”
“I believe you, Daddiyo. Ooh, did you feel that?” Kevin had a major erection beneath her. Maybe it was the morning, or maybe it was because his daughter was turning out to be quite a sexually attractive young woman.
“Sorry, sweetheart. Dad's got a hard-on. I guess I miss your mother. Why don't you go fix yourself some breakfast and I'll go take care of this in the bathroom?”
She shook her head, “What good am I, if I can't help you out from time to time with something like that?” Leila discarded the soft shorts she was wearing, leaving her white shirt on and bare lower body, beginning with her pelvis, all the way down.
“Here, Daddiyo,” she said, taking his hand and placing it on her pussy. She moved her hips sexually against his pelvis and caused his hand to rub all over her pussy, spreading open her lips to reveal perfect pink softness. With a dreamy look on her face, she leaned in and kissed Kevin on the lips, softly at first, and probed deeper with her mouth, slipping her tongue inside.
Soon they were both kissing together and Kevin let his hand go on autopilot, groping and fondling her young pussy. They were on the couch so she had him lay back while she straddled his lap. Leila unzipped his pants and pulled them off, along with his briefs.
His cock wasn't a big one, but it was very hard right now. Leila rubbed her pussy up and down his shaft, not allowing him to penetrate her. “Your cock belongs to mom. I understand that. But since she isn't here, I'll just help to relieve you some.” She lay herself out on top of him and his cock rested upright against the junction of her thighs. She kissed him some more and said, “You're going to get me my big cock for Christmas, aren't you?”
“Of course, sweetheart. I'm not lying to you just to get you off my back.”
“Good.” She kissed him long on the lips and sat upright on his pelvis. She bounced on him and held his cock against her pubic area, her hand and pubic flesh stroking it as she bobbed vertically on him. This wasn't sex, but almost as good for Kevin. His daughter was gorgeous and young, riding him in the morning, her ass and lower pussy clashing down on his ball sack. Soon he erupted and sprayed her hand, shirt, and the underside of her chin with semen.
“That's a good daddy,” she said, dismounting and skipping to the bathroom to take a shower.
Leila needed to be kept happy some way until he acquired the right cock for her, Kevin knew. She was almost like a spoiled child, but not as bad as some kids he knew about. She never stomped her feet or yelled. She would frown and get a little grumpy, but otherwise, she was a good kid. He and Beth had adopted her when she was two years old from a child care service. They couldn't have children of their own because Beth was barren.
Kevin was in a shopping mall and he went through one of the stores. This one specialized in cosmetics. He picked up two different high-priced bottles of imported perfume. In another store, Kevin got a pair of shoes and four pairs of socks, and in another, he bought a game card that would give Leila fifty hours of game time on her favorite Sims Online Social MMORPG and an online shopping card that she could go online and purchase 200 dollars worth of whatever she wanted. Girls could be expensive, but if they found the right guy, they would leave the nest and rarely trouble their parents later on. It was the boys you had to watch out for. That was how Kevin saw things, anyway, and that's why he insisted that he and his wife adopt a baby girl fourteen years ago.
Loaded with all these things, he saw a Hispanic male walking through the mall with a little girl and boy tugging on his arms, pointing at places and things they thought were interesting and should go into or buy. The man was was the plane and his children the pilots. Kevin smiled seeing this, but his eyes also focused on the man's physique. He had a little lubber at the waistline, but it didn't look like the jelly kind. He was definitely on the stronger and faster side of the male spectrum. This man would do well in a fight, and maybe even better in bed.
Kevin could make out tattoos on his arms and one stretching up from his back to his neck. One of his ears was pierced and his hair was cut short to where he was bald with black fuzz. From the way the man dressed, he struck Kevin as the hood who put himself through college and now had a job in management. Would Leila like this guy? Okay, the first question should have been, would this guy even agree to such a proposition he was thinking about? It would depend equally on both Leila and this dude. Risky, but it was Christmas so why not take the risk?
Tightening his grip on his shopping bag, Kevin took a route that would intersect with the one he thought the man seemed to be taking. Yes, they were now heading straight for each other. Kevin loosened his grip on his cell phone and let it slip. It clattered on the mall floor and the little girl picked it up, calling after him, “Hey, mister. You dropped your phone.” He turned, pretending as if not sure if she was calling to him specifically. Her father watched as his daughter did the stranger a service and held out the dropped phone to its rightful owner.
Smiling in recognition of his property and the kindness of the little girl, Kevin walked to her and accepted his phone gracefully. “Thank you, little lady. This phone happens to be the most valuable item on me right now. You've done me a great deed.” He looked to the father and held out his hand, “Kevin Stahl.”
“Dominique Juarez.” The man's grip was strong.
“Christmas shopping, huh? Fun, fun, fun.”
“No kidding. This is harder than the busiest day of work.”
“Tell me about it. Say, it's getting close to lunch time. Would you three like to meet up at Steak N Shake over there? I'd be really happy to buy you lunch. Just my way of being thankful and spreading the Christmas cheer and goodwill to all men and all that, you know. It would do me some good, for sure.”
Dominique looked at his children and said, “What do you think about lunch at Steak N Shake, kids?”
They both chorused, “Yay!”
In twenty minutes time, Kevin was buying a nice big meal for all four of them at Steak N Shake. “Dig in, everyone.”
While they ate, Kevin found out as much about Dominique as he could: his wife, kids, their home life, where he worked and what he did, how much he made, even what his human tendencies and fantasies were. All this he obtained through subtle queries and statements that reaped fruitful responses from the other man.
Dominique was in his mid-thirties, loved his wife and kids, was a hard worker who managed a sub-division of an architecture and construction company. He probably had a closet fantasy, thought Kevin.
“What about you, Kevin?”
“Sort of like what your company does, except I specialize in electrical wiring and installation of electrical systems in buildings and outside of them.” He told him about how much he made and his wife and daughter.
Speaking in adult so the children couldn't understand, Kevin hinted that his daughter was desperate for a big cock this Christmas and he was hard-pressed to find a guy with a cock willing to plug it into his daughter for a couple of hours.
“It's really all about trust,” said Kevin. “The, er, intercourse and financial reward for this service are pretty much a done deal?”
“How much?” Was he really curious? Please, let it be so.
“Ten grand, maybe a little extra if I thought she got it really good. I'll be watching, of course.”
“No, what I meant was, how much does she want? Does she just want an in-and-out-seesaw or does she want a hardcore crash-pounding?”
Kevin looked up at the ceiling and down at the table. “I would like to think she'd want a little romance and softcore, but knowing my daughter, she would most likely demand her brains get effed out, like, until she couldn't walk properly.”
“Would you be propositioning to me, like now?”
“I love my wife and kids, but I also kinda' like you, Kevin. I think I could trust you. I don't need the money, but it would be nice to have it just in case.”
Kevin pressed a few keys on his phone and handed it to Dominique, who took it and saw on the screen a nude picture of Leila taken when she was asleep. The photo was part of a slide show so he simply pressed a key and the next photo came up. It was one of her in a bikini at the beach. Kevin saw Dominique smile and nod in approval. Dominique went through more pictures and finally handed the phone back to Kevin.
Kevin said, “She's not the greatest kid in the world, but that's none of your concern. All I need to know is are you capable of giving this child what she craves?”
“Of course, I can. I'm very capable.”
“I believe you. And, are you happy – not just willing – to do me this service, apart from the payment you'll be receiving?”
“It would be a genuine pleasure.”
Kevin had a wide grin on his face as he put his hand out over the table and Dominique took it.
Kevin asked, “Who's your brother?”
“Glad we found each other.”
Kevin was in high spirits as he made his way to his car, leaving the entrance of the mall.
His spirits sunk a little, though not much, when he saw Tiffany Mason, a girl who went to school with Leila, talking with a cluster of no-good-doers. Her nose was pierced. She used to look pretty, but now she looked bad-girl-sexy.
The cluster waved at her and headed into the mall, leaving her standing there with no place to go. She looked around and saw Kevin. He waved, “Hi, Tiffany.” She waved back.
He noticed that she was heading towards him, but kept walking toward his car, getting to it, and tossing the shopping bags into the backseat. When he took his place in the driver's seat, Tiffany poked her head in from the passenger's side and said, “Hey, Mr. Stahl. How've you been?”
“Lately, busy. What about you, Tiff?”
She looked to her left and said, “Not up to much.”
“I heard from Leila that you left school a while ago. Thinking of going back and finishing high school?”
“I don't know. Maybe, maybe not. Depends on how I feel about it. How's your perfect daughter?”
“She's not as perfect as you think. Sometimes she can be a real pain in the ass.” He gave Tiffany a look and she laughed.
“Actually, I'm trying to get a job.”
“It's an on and off sort of a thing. Right now, I'm working, but I don't always get paid.”
“What do you do?”
She sighed and rolled her eyes to her right. “I fuck guys for cash, Mr. Stahl. I'm anyone's personal backseat freak for the right amount of money.”
Kevin slid his hands on the steering wheel and smiled apologetically at her, “Well, my backseat's full of stuff, Tiffany, but you could hop into the passenger's seat if you wanted.”
She gave him a look of disbelief and he responded by pulling out his wallet and handing her a hundred dollar bill. “That's a third of the total amount, for considering me. You'll get two hundred more after you hop in and get all 'professional'.”
Tiffany smiled and got in, shutting the car door. “I'm sorry, could you turn on the radio? I've got to listen to music while working.”
“Sure.” Kevin turned on the radio. “What station do you listen to? I don't have any disks or memory devices with music on.”
“Any station that has nothing but acoustics. I enjoy listening to the guitar.”
“There must be several of those. Thousands of stations shooting their radio signals into the air and causing mass cancer.” He pressed the scan button five times and stopped. The sound of acoustic guitar filled the car. “How's that?”
“Very workable.” She rubbed his chest, running her hands up his neck and face. “Bend your seat back and help me undo your belt and zipper.”
He did what she asked and soon he felt her hands grasp his cock and pump it for half a minute before he felt the warm and wet sensation of her mouth and tongue sucking him sideways.
Kevin placed his hand on her head and stroked it as she sucked the head of his cock like a lollipop. She easily took in his full length into her mouth and applied an amazing suction force. Kevin felt all his residual cum fluid leave his cock, getting lost in her digestive system somewhere.
Tiffany pulled down the sheath of his cock's head and sucked it wonderfully, causing a moan to escape Kevin's mouth. He dug his hands deeper into her hair and massaged her scalp. She moaned on his cock and sucked it some more before holding the shaft between her thumb and forefinger and licked it like ice cream on a cone, flicking her tongue titillatingly on the bulbous head.
After half an hour of the best oral sex Kevin had ever received, Tiffany removed her pants and her thong. Kevin bent his seat back further and she mounted his lap. He held his cock straight and she settled herself down on him, immersing his cock upward into her tight young pussy.
“How's that?” she asked.
“Feels wonderfully tight, Tiff.”
She put her arms over his shoulders and the seat behind him and moved her pussy up and down the length of his cock. Tiffany moaned. Kevin grabbed her ass and fingered her anus while she rode his cock. Her moaning became more desperate and she bobbed on his lap faster until he ejaculated deep inside her.
“Oh, yeah, I felt that, Mr. Stahl. That cum felt so strong. I hope you feel really good.”
“Don't worry about the other two hundred. The hundred you gave me was more than enough for what I did for you. I kinda feel bad about it.”
“Don't.” He gave her two hundred more. “Since you say this is a lot, I'm hoping I can get a discount next time. That is, if you're still working this job.”
“Even if I'm not, I'd be happy to give you at least twenty-five more freebies, in an unofficial capacity.” She giggled and gave him a kiss, getting off his lap and putting her clothes back on.
Giving him a wave, she walked away from his car and he watched her lovely young ass move along with the rest of her. “Damn,” he said.
Leila was ecstatic when she saw the gifts Kevin had wrapped and placed under the Christmas tree.
“More gifts to come, sweetie.” He watched her unwrap each one and be delighted by all of them.
“Thanks, Daddiyo.” She hugged him and kissed him on the lips.
“Your other present that you've been nagging me about will be here tomorrow in the afternoon. Three o'clock to five. All the cock you could possibly take.”
“Oh, Daddy,” she hugged him and buried her face in his shoulder and neck. “Mmm, this is so wonderful.”
“Nothing's too wonderful for my daughter.”
Time went too quickly, and before he knew it, it was afternoon the next day. A strange car pulled into their driveway. Dominique. He was dressed in a light blue buttoned shirt, black pants, and shiny black shoes. His clothes were nicely tight on him and showed his tough muscular physique.
Leila looked down from the window in her room up top. She gasped. I'm gonna get fucked by a strange man, she told herself, almost shocked.
Kevin opened the door for Dominique while he was a meter away from the house. “Hey, bro, what's up?”
“You know what's up.”
“Yes, indeed. Please, come in. Want a drink?”
They shook hands warmly and Kevin closed the door.
Dominique sipped on a Diet Pepsi while Kevin drank a glass of mineral water.
“I never asked you the size of your dick.”
“You won't be disappointed, but if you're really anxious, I'll show it to you now.”
“No, that's fine. It just occurred to me that I never asked.”
Kevin heard the soft footsteps of his daughter as she made her way down the stairs. He walked Dominique into the larger area in living room and he got to see Leila in the flesh.
“Hi,” he said.
Leila smiled brilliantly. “Hi.” She was dressed in a red shirt and short white skirt.
“Leila, meet Dominique. Dominique, my daughter Leila.” The two soon-to-be-fucking strangers shook hands with each other. The handshake lasted almost ten seconds.
Kevin told Leila about Dominique. “He's going to facilitate your special Christmas present. Why don't we all go your room, Leila.”
“Yes, let's.” She led them upstairs and they walked down the hallway, turning left into her room.
Her bed was made neat and all unnecessary things moved out of the way.
“I'll let you take it from here, Dominique,” said Kevin.
Dominique held out his hand to Leila. She took it and he pulled her to him. Cupping her face in his big strong hand, he tilted up her chin and kissed her on the lips. They kissed softly at first, experiencing their first form of intimacy and relishing it.
Leila put her hands on his chest and his hand went around her waist, moving her closer to him and pressing her against his big, hard bulge. Their kissing got deeper as they probed each others oral space, eyes closed and focused on their mouth-to-mouth interaction.
Kevin watched from the doorway and got hard.
Dominique effortlessly picked up Leila in his arms and carried her to her bed, setting her down softly. She didn't need him to tell her. Her hands went to his belt buckle and she began undressing him. His cock sprang out of his pants, big, long, and very hard.
“That thing is massive and so gorgeous,” said Leila, looking at the schlong and to her father, then back to the magnificent appendage.
Once he was completely undressed, Dominique did his duty of undressing Leila, pulling off her skirt, panties, and shirt.
He told her to come forward and she did. Taking her in his arms, he kissed her and fondled her breasts. His hands were big and completely covered each boob that he squeezed.
Dominique said, “How do you want it, Leila? Your dad told me you might want it hard, but I want you to tell me.”
“I want to be fucked senseless.”
He smiled and said, “I do senseless very well.”
Taking her face, he impaled it on his cock and thrust back and forth. Leila gagged and coughed, but he held her in place, fucking her face deep, hitting the back of her throat with his cock.
He slid his cock out of her mouth and made her lay on her chest, knees folded beneath her, ass put out in an inviting angle, and head resting on the bed.
Getting on the bed with her, he positioned himself behind her and pushed his monster cock into her pussy.
“Oh, my god!” she shouted as his cock filled her pussy completely in one and half seconds. It filled her pussy, but her pussy couldn't take him all in. Dominique grabbed her hips and started plowing into her pussy with his big cock. In and out, back and forth; his thick long sausage familiarized itself with her cunt and in no time, he was smoothly fucking her with no pause for adjustment whatsoever.
From the doorway, Kevin angled his head, getting a good view of Dominique's balls as they moved to and fro against his daughter. Leila gripped the bedsheets and mattress as her pussy got rammed mercilessly by the biggest cock she had ever seen. She shut her eyes, biting her lips, and screaming softly in painful delight as Dominique pounded her pussy over and over again.
Leila climaxed on his cock and he turned her around so she was on her back, looking up at him. Pulling her legs, he dragged her to the edge of the bed and pushed his cock into her pussy again. He held her legs against his body and began thrusting into her. “Oh, fuck,” said Leila. “My pussy's gonna be so sore after all this is over. Fucking yes!”
Dominique hammered her pussy enthusiastically twenty minutes before changing her position. He made her lay sideways and pushed one leg further up while the other stayed where it was. He entered her again and rammed himself back and forth along the depth of her pussy for a long time before turning her to the other side, giving her other leg a rest and pushing up the other one. He began pummeling her pussy again and again until she climaxed once more.
He told her, “Your head, put it this way.” She did and found herself looking up at his cock with her head on the edge of the bed. He shoved his cock into her mouth and thrust in and out of her. His meat was so big and strong that her attempts to suck on it were rendered meaningless. All she could do was contain it by wrapping her lips around it as it fucked her mouth, and in eleven minutes, filled her oral cavity full of rich creamy white cum.
Dominique raised her to a sitting position and watched her as she swallowed and digested two cup-loads of his cum that he had deposited in her mouth.
Pleased with what he saw, he told her to position herself on her hands and knees, so her ass was aimed toward him on the edge of the bed. Following his instructions, she felt his hands clasp her hips, and his cock followed after, filling her pussy again to full capacity.
Dominique thrust into her pussy and fucked her fast and hard, causing her to cry in pain. “You want me to stop,” he said, hammering into her pussy, no slowing down.
“No, please, fuck me harder,” she said, and he caused her more pain by drilling her pubic meat hard enough to turn beef into hamburger patty.
After thirty minutes, he ejaculated in her and pulled out, leaving a trail of cum leaking from her pussy. “Ahh,” said Dominique, jerking himself off, his cock still aimed at Leila's ass. He turned his head and looked at Kevin, who gave him a pleased look and nodded his head. Looking back down on his cock, he focused on Leila's lovely ass, and after twenty seconds, he came all over her ass and back, coating her with his semen.
He told Leila to go shower and meet him downstairs in the living room. When she descended the stairs, he looked at her and said, “You can still walk.”
She nodded, “Yes. That's not a good thing. I don't want you to leave until you've rendered me incapable of walking for at least two days.”
Kevin sat at the dining room table reading a car magazine that featured scantily-clad women on at least three of its pages.
Dominique and Leila were still naked. He had taken a shower in the second bathroom so they were both feeling clean and fresh, ready to get hot and sweaty again.
He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around him. Taking his cock, he pushed it up into her cunt and told her to ride him while he held her up against his body. She gladly bounced up and down in his arms, impaling herself on his cock. After two minutes of this, Dominique put her against the wall and hammered her pussy hard, while holding her legs apart. A picture hung on the wall, one featuring a family of teddy bears, fell off from where it was hanging and crashed to the floor. Dominique stopped, but Kevin said, “Keep going. It's nothing.”
Kevin heard his daughter scream and also heard her labia get pulverized over and over again by Dominique's monster cock. He just smiled and flipped through the pages of the magazine, bothering to briefly glance in their direction from time to time.
Taking her to the couch, Dominique pushed her legs up against her shoulders, either side of her head, and plunged his cock into her pussy once more to begin slamming into her, in and out repeatedly. “Ohh, fuck, fuck, fuck, ahhh!” cried Leila, giving Dominique a pleading look and glancing at his huge magnificent cock as it crashed into and mashed her pussy more than three hundred times in that position on the couch.
“Pause,” said Kevin, and Dominique stopped, yet still holding Leila in the same position. Kevin put a Santa Clause cap Dominique's head and put a green elf's cap on Leila's head, also rubbing glitter on her face. “There. Now you two look really into the festive fucking season.” He went back to the table to sit and read his magazine, calling over his shoulder for them to carry on.
Dominique turned Leila's body on the couch so she was on her side and her leg was up in his arm, pressed against his torso. He inserted his cock into her again and thrust eagerly into her pussy. “Oh, my god,” said Leila, watching his monster plow into her pussy for what seemed like the millionth time.
He went hard and fast into her, pausing to switch her to the other side, holding up her other leg against him, and inserting his meat rod into her again to fuck her terrifically. Dominique made sure she would never forget this fuck. He pummeled her pussy with his cock five hundred times and then had her get on her knees on the couch.
She did as instructed and he punished her pussy for good behavior, slamming into it one hundred and forty one times more. Leila could only scream and moan. Her senses leaving her and the junction of her thighs loosing its stability to hold her up straight, much less allow her to walk.
Dominique didn't want to take Kevin's money without fully satisfying his daughter, and that meant giving her a temporary license to use a wheelchair, so he plugged her pussy once more on the couch, spanking her ass, and pounding his cock deep and hard into her young, and now, mushy pussy.
He said, “You're pussy's not so nice and tight anymore. Do you have any regrets?”
“Yes, I do. I can still feel it. Fuck me so hard that I can't feel anything down there.”
“You're a trooper,” he said, laughing.
Dominique made her support her upper body on the couch's armrest, while he got on the cushion behind her, one leg and foot still standing on the floor. Pushing his cock into her pussy from behind, he fucked her rapidly for an hour, making her ass go red and her pussy even redder. He didn't stop, but kept going and going, fucking and fucking. The girl he held in his grasp ceased to be a person. In his mind, she was reduced to a piece of meat and he had to tenderize it or his boss would fire him.
Wham, slam, bam, fuck, fuck. Dominique looked on the young woman's body as it shook with the force of his thrusts over and over again. He drilled and drilled, losing track of his and her climaxes, but only worried about making sure she couldn't walk after this. He kept fucking and fucking, hammering and smashing into her cunt for all he and she were worth.
Finally, he shot a huge load into her pussy, maybe his sixtieth deposit in her, he couldn't tell, but decided it was his last. Leila was reduced to sobbing happily on the couch, in a lot of pain, but very much satisfied.
She reached a tired arm out to him and he embraced her fondly, kissing her on the lips and forehead. “Let's take you up to your room.”
She shook her head, “No. Shower first.”
“That's a good idea.”
He carried her to the bathroom and they showered together. She lay in the bathtub while he soaped and rinsed them both. He then carried her up to her room, a little bit damp but fresh, still reeling from his cock-onslaught on her pussy. She was definitely going to be wheelchair bound for the better part of a week.
Kevin came up to help make her bed. They laid her in it and Dominique gave her a parting kiss on the lips and a last one on her very sore pussy.
Beth returned from her trip to Florida with a nice tan. She said, “How were things here when I was away?”
She and Kevin were sitting in the living room, on the couch. Leila was upstairs playing Sims Social MMORPG on her computer.
“You know, I was worried when Leila posted on Facebook that photo of herself in a wheelchair. I wrote on her wall asking her about it and she was very evasive. Care to fill me in?”
In an off-handed manner, Kevin said, “You know how she sometimes demands the most outrageous things?” Beth nodded. “Well, this Christmas I got her everything she wanted.”
“All she wanted for Christmas? That's impossible. Nothing could ever satisfy that daughter of ours. She's always running after something new.”
“Well, this one did. Trust me.”
“And somehow she ended up in a wheelchair because of it?”
Kevin nodded and scratched his head. “Sometimes having everything you want can be too much, don't you think, honey?”
Picking up the remote and turning on the television, Beth said, “After winding up in a wheelchair, I'd have to agree with you on that.”
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