A Blow Job and a Story about Dad

"What did you say to them?" Nicole asked Huck, dreading the answer.

"Ah," Huck replied. As he did, he started to undo his overalls again. "It was the short version of how your Dad lost his cherry, and my sister tricked him into banging his best friend."

"What." Nicole was horrified by the statement. She didn't mean it as an asking for more "what." It was a "what" of confused shock but also "please don't elaborate." She wanted him to stop. That was enough. He dropped his overalls and pushed down his briefs. His cock was hard as a rock. He sat down next to her and twitched his cock.

"Suck, and I'll tell you the whole story," he said.

Nicole's stomach turned. Sucking his cock while he told her about her Dad being tricked wasn't anywhere near her kink list. It was in a whole other country. "I-I don't need to know." She said and looked away.

He wasn't taking no for an answer. He placed his meaty hand on her neck and gently squeezed. "Come on, free use slut, do your job. Maybe you'll learn how genetics made you this way."

Nicole understood her role. In an actual free use world, this would be part of the deal. Men could say all kinds of terrible things to her while they used her. It was Huck's right. Although, she never expected this. She took a deep breath as he moved her head down to his cock. She'd focus on sucking him off and do her best not to listen. She even positioned herself so as she took his cock between her lips, her left ear was pressed against his giant gut. Nicole tried to use it to block the words as they started to pour from her lips.

"Now this is all stuff I heard second hand. I was never sure, but the way your Dad responded made me think it was true," Huck began. Nope, Nicole could hear him loud and clear. He always spoke so loud. She closed her eyes tight and focused on sucking his cock. Despite the circumstances she used all of her tricks. Twirling her tongue around the head. Licking up and down his shaft. Stroking it. Cupping his balls. All the while the story spilled from his lips.

"My sister didn't say no to your Dad's request to take her to the prom. Not at first. She spent most of the school year after they both turned 18 secretly 'dating your Dad' so he could prove he was worthy. He wasn't allowed to tell anyone else at school. She basically told him that because he was a loser and she need to keep her status she couldn't date him publicly. It had to look like she was dating Chad. She'd have him take her out to nice restaurants, go shopping, get her nails prettied up—those sorts of things. Every dollar your Dad made working at the video game shop probably went to my sister that school year. Your Dad believed that as soon as Senior year was over she'd be with him."

This story wasn't so bad. Sure, it was embarrassing that her Dad was a chump in high school, but that was high school. He graduated, went to college and grad school, and became an engineer. He did well for himself. She started to relax and gave the blow job. Clenching her thighs whenever Huck paused to give a little moan or "That's a good girl."

"Finally, she told him that if they went to prom together, she wanted to have sex after. That would be their first time. The first kiss. The first time they had sex. Your Dad probably thought it would be the start of their life together. To do that, he had to practice. First, she started having him masturbate in front of her. She'd film him while she was behind the camera. I guess teasing. He could never touch her."

Nicole continued to focus. She told herself this story wasn't so bad. She told herself it was just a story about some random dude and not her Dad. He continued and it got worse. Huck went out of his way to say "your Dad" as often as possible as if he knew Nicole was trying to pretend it was someone else. The next thing Crystal had Nicole's father do was buy a sex doll so he could practice having sex. She wanted him to be perfect on prom night. The catch, was Nicole's Dad wasn't allowed to use the doll's vagina. It had to use it's butt hole because Huck's sister claimed she was a good Christian girl and wanted to save her virginity for marriage. If they went to prom together, they'd have anal.

"Your Dad didn't care," Huck said. "At that point, he was convinced this was how to win my sister over."

Nicole felt Huck's hand slide under her sweatpants. His middle finger slid between her ass cheeks and down until it pushed on her asshole. She gasped on his cock. "I saw one of the videos. Your Dad took fucking that sex doll's ass seriously. He'd be slow and intentional." His finger presses on Nicole's rosebud. She couldn't help herself and pushed back. He was so awful. So disgusting. So cruel. She hated how much she loved it. "'I love fucking your ass,' your Dad would moan. And he'd increase his pace as my sister guided him on how to do it right."

Nicole tried to keep her mind focused on anything else but the horrendous tale unfolding before her. She felt a strange mix of disgust and arousal coursing through her veins. The pleasure she derived from Huck's touch was clouded by the embarrassment from the story of her dad's past.

"When it was a week out from prom," Huck continued with his meaty hand on the back of her head, starting to guide her, "my sister broke the news. My parents insisted she go to prom with the star quarterback, Chet. She said she hated it. She might have even managed some tears. I'm sure your Dad had genuine tears. Poor guy, but my sister had a backup plan for their after-prom promise," and with that, he pushed Nicole away and yanked her pants down. One thing that surprised Nicole about Huck was his stamina. She told herself it was because he found her so inspiring. Ncile understood what was coming next, and she bent over the coffee table.

"F-fuck me, I don't need to hear anything else," she begged, wiggling her ass.

Huck laughed as he stepped away. "Oh, you'll hear all of it," he said. She heard him moving things around and then the familiar squirt of the lube bottle. It made her smile and she hated herself for it. Then she felt hard, cold pressure on her asshole. It wasn't his cock. She was sure it wasn't one of her plugs or dildos, as those were all upstairs. She relaxed to let him push inside. It was smooth but had curves. He twisted and gently moved it as he continued the story.

Crystal gave Calvin a note to open on prom night. He was supposed to dress up in his tux and, around 11 p.m., when the prom was ending, go to an old shed in the woods. She was embarrassed by what they were about to do, so she had set it up like a Gloryhole. She wanted the experience but didn't want her to see her face. He would wait, and once she knocked on the wall, he could put his cock through. Not this time. She embellished her desire to suck it before he took her anal virginity. It seemed odd to Calvin, but he was ****.

Nicole could hear Huck stroking as he told the story. All the while, he continued to manipulate the object in her ass. She'd push back, eager for more, but he'd tease, letting her feel full and getting increasingly ****. "Fuck me, please," she begged.

"Shhh," Huck said, pushing the object deeper. "I'm telling a story. Unless you want me to leave?"

ten minutes ago she would have said "yes" because she didn't want to hear this story, but now she wanted him to stay. Keep using her ass with whatever this one until he was ready to use her again. "N-no."

"Then tell me you want me to continue the story about your pops."

Nicole exhaled. She pushed back again. "Continue the story," she whimpered.

"So your Dad goes to the shed," Huck continued. "Dressed to the nines, in his tux, all nervous and sweaty — he's a proper gentleman, I'll give him that. He sat there on the floor of that pathetic little wooden shed, staring at that hole in the wall with the flickering candlelight playing tricks on his eager face. He was probably as excited as a dog about to fetch a stick."

The object moved within Nicole, making her suppress a moan. Huck went on, cruelly smug, "So the time comes, and he hears a knock on the wall. He jumps up all excited and sticks his cock through that hole like it's the promised land."

Huck laughed, and Nicole found herself hating that laugh. It was full of mockery and delight in her father's humiliation.

"He waited for what felt like ages till he heard another knock. That meant my sister was ready. And then he felt it. A mouth on his cock. Lord, your Dad must have thought that shack was the Garden of Eden. I imagine that mouth was so eager to wrap its lips around your Dad's cock."

He moved the object a little faster. Nicole moaned and moved back and forth. Her face was scrunched with conflict. The pleasure, the depravity, the fact that Huck was phrasing it all so very weirdly to clearly hide something.

"But it didn't last long," Huck continued, "because it was your Dad's first time. When he was ready to move on to my sister's ass, he knocked four times on the wall as per her request for vocal silence." The mouth was replaced with a slick, tight hole and your Dad wasted no time in showing your sister all the lessons he had learned. He took his time, savoring every sensation as he slowly pushed into her. He could hear deep groans coming from the other side but he didn't stop because the body on the other side eagerly pushed back, inviting him to continue."

Huck's hand moved faster, pushing the object deeper with each thrust. Nicole moaned in response, her mind spinning with the chaos of the story and the sensation flooding through her.

'Your Dad continued to thrust,' Huck was saying. 'He was giving it his all, convinced that he was taking my sister's anal virginity. His grunts echoed in the small space of the shed as he let himself go, unable to hold back any longer.'

Nicole groaned in frustration. Huck's hand had stopped moving, leaving her aching with an intense need that remained unfulfilled. She pushed back against him, hoping to spur him on, but he only chuckled and pulled the object out of her.

'Wait,' she found herself whimpering just before feeling his hard length pressing against her again. 'Please... don't stop now.'

'Alright, alright,' Huck said, his fingers curling around her waist as he guided himself into her. 'I'll give you what you want," and finally, he pumped that cock with the thick head into her.

"Your Dad fucked that hole with such fervor. Everyone was honestly surprised by how long he lasted."

The word "everyone" briefly distracted Nicole, but she let it go and focused on the fucking.

"Finally, your Dad explodes into the ass on the other side of the wall. After he finished, he pulled up his pants and followed the final instructions. Exit the shed and give my sister a big kiss." Stepping out into the darkness, another figure exited the other side of the shed. As your father said, 'I love you.' The other male voice said, 'That was amazing.' My goodness, I wish I could have been there to see the look on your Dad's face when he realized he'd just fucked his best friend, Bob Powell."

As if to punctuate the reveal, Huck exploded his seed into Nicole's ass. It triggered her shameful orgasm as the final words put the image of the man she grew up calling Uncle in her mind with her Dad. Bob was gay. That was no secret, but she never knew anything happened with her Dad. She fell forward on the coffee table, shuddering from the orgasm. Huck slid out of her. And then she slumped to the floor, trying to process.

"I told your Mom it was a series of truth or dare games, but that wasn't quite true. See, the whole thing was on video and shown to most of your Dad's class. it was a long con by Chet and Crytal. Chet sort of secretly befriended Bob to get him to confess he was gay because the whole school knew it. After he did, Chet led him on, saying he wished they could be out together. The lead-up to prom was similar for Bob as it was for your Dad, except I guess Bob had to practice using a dildo on his ass to prepare. Bob was supposed to meet Chet at the glory hole," he laughed again as Nicole worked through her emotions, Huck's cum seeping onto the floor.

"But it didn't stop. Christ, your Dad was so twisted up over my sister. Apparently, Chet and Crystal apologized and told them some bullshit about both getting feelings over the semester. They wanted to share experiences, but polyamory was wrong. Instead, your Dad and Bob would do whatever Chet and my sister asked. In exchange, they could be in the room whenever my sis and Chet fucked. It was a summer of depraved tasks for your pop and his best bud. Do you think they still hook up?"

Probably, Nicole thought. There was a pattern of weekend trips and late nights that were all starting to click into place. "No," she said with an exhausted petulance.

Huck stood up and put his overalls back on. "He'd probably be so proud that you grew up just like him. Anyway, enjoy your Sunday. I need to meet some friends."

And with that, he left a well-fucked Nicole confused, sitting in the ashes of her life. She looked at the object lying next to her on the floor. It was the Marie Curie trophy she'd won in 10th grade at the county Science Fair, where she had led a team to a first-place finish. Her Dad was so proud. He thought she would go into engineering like him. And now here it was on the floor after being used to fuck her ass. Nicole felt low. She felt so low that she picked up Marie Curie, got on her hands and knees, and put the scientist back in her ass. She slowly fucked herself with Huck's cum, messily squirting out. "This is my only purpose," she moaned. "It's my only worth. A free-use whore." Her pout faded as she repeated the statement. It slowly turned into a smile.