My Dad's Bestfriend

Evelyn

I pulled down his trousers before he helped me in sliding them all the way down before I moved my hands to his boxers. He was too perfect; I could already see it without having to actually see it.

But suddenly, a wave of insecurities crashed over me. Doubt and worry crept into my mind, threatening to overshadow the excitement. I had absolutely no experience in oral whatsoever. The furthest I had gone with any guy was just a lip kiss and a few minutes of make-out-that was the extent of my limited knowledge.

The questions bombarded my thoughts, like a relentless barrage.

What if I'm utterly terrible at it?

What if he's left disappointed?

What if I fail to please him?

I was surely not as experienced as the other women who had graced his presence. Such a man like him must have encountered so many beautiful women, who might have astounded him to the core from the looks to the performance on the bed. And to be awfully honest, I did not have any skills whatsoever since I have never done this before.

Did I possess the allure to capture his attention, let alone keep it?

I was inexperienced and young, perhaps, not the kind of girl who would pique anyone's interest at first glance. I wasn't even interesting enough.

"Evelyn, you don't have to feel obligated to do this if you're not comfortable," Jacob's voice was gentle as he ran his hand through my hair, mistaking my worry for reluctance. "I can handle it, don't worry." "But I want to," I responded immediately, meeting his gaze. "It's not about feeling uncomfortable; it's just that I've never done anything like this before. I... I don't want to let you down."

His surprise was evident, though not as much as I'd expected, "You are a virgin?" he asked.

"Yeah," I admitted, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. "I haven't had much of a dating life, you know."

"I had a feeling," a smile tugged at his lips as his fingers traced my jawline, sending delightful shivers down my spine. "Listen, Evelyn, nothing you do could ever disappoint me. You're the most perfect woman I've ever laid eyes on. There's no reason for you to feel insecure, my love. You don't know how perfect you are and you wouldn't be questioning this way if you could see it from my view...." He leaned down, grabbing my jaw and brushed his lips against mine, making me shiver, "You are my temptation. The most perfect possession. And trust me, you don't even know the depths of your beauty. I do." Butterflies fluttered in my stomach and my nervousness got washed away as well.

I took a deep breath, summoning the courage to tear my gaze away and meet his eyes. My glance, however, couldn't help but stray down to the bulge of his erection, which remained impressively prominent and undeniably intimidating. The sheer length and thickness that I could only assume from the bulge sent a shiver down my spine-it seemed almost too much, straining against the fabric of his boxers, as if on the verge of bursting free.

He was even bigger than I had imagined, surpassing the mental image I had conjured up in my mind.

Letting go of the breath I did not know I was holding till now, I slowly pulled down his briefs, setting his cock free.

He released a low painful groan and threw his head slightly backward.

My eyes widened ever so slightly as they took a look at his rock-hard member. It was so impressively thick that it made me doubt if he was going to even fit in my hand let alone my mouth. There were blue veins that stood out, and precum leaked from its red tip.

Okay, I admit― He was indeed perfect, from the top to the bottom. He was just....delicious.

I wrapped my hands around his length before I took a breath and slowly eased him inside my mouth till the tip of his dick hit the back of my throat.

He was salty on my tongue, and for some reason, I liked the feel of him inside my mouth. It was strangely satisfying and somewhat of a huge turn-on.

"Oh, Evelyn," He groaned, positioning his hand on the back of my head as he began to rock back and forth.

It was fascinating to see his expressions change whilst he thrust in and out, watching him drown in pleasure caused the heat to pool in my stomach. Pleasuring him was giving me pleasure. I didn't have words to describe the feeling but I could say for sure, nothing could beat this for me.

I was never the submissive type, but god, in his presence, I was more than ready to submit. He made me want to submit. Just watching him, had my knees weak, and my once unyielding determination crumbled. I was willing to be whatever he desired, consequences be damned. Rationality seemed irrelevant in the face of such overwhelming allure.

Feeling confident enough that this was making him feel good, I began to bob my head up and down, taking him as much inside as I could.

He harshly gripped a clump of my hair and began to really go deep down my throat with his steel-hard cock. I'd thought there would be some sort of pain because of his savage move but there was nothing else except for pleasure and the urge to satisfy him.

I did not know for how minutes or even hours it went on, but I was just so down for it. Tears had gathered at the corners of my eyes but that was not because of pain.

And I kept sucking him, teasing him, tasting him, and absolutely loving every moment, every sound that left my mouth, and every dirty thing he said whilst he kept fucking my mouth with his intense speed. Finally, Jacob emitted a loud pleasuring groan and he released his hot ropes of cum inside my mouth, the fluid made my mouth full and he slid out whilst I swallowed everything.

My breaths escaped my lips in rapid pants, perfectly synchronised with his own ragged breathing. With a gentle tug, he pulled me to my feet from my kneeling position. "You were absolutely amazing," Allowing myself to bask in the warmth of his embrace, I nuzzled my face against his neck, seeking comfort and reassurance in his presence.

Sensing my exhaustion, he noticed my lack of energy. Once we both managed to catch our breath, he effortlessly lifted me and gently laid me down on the bed, covering me with a soft blanket before joining me beneath it.

"Will you be able to sleep now, Evelyn?" he asked, his voice husky and playful as he pulled me into his arms.

A laugh bubbled up from within me, escaping through my throat, as I inhaled his intoxicating scent and pressed my nose against his warm skin. "I believe so," I replied, feeling a sense of tranquillity settle over

me.

"Goodnight," he whispered, his voice a tender caress in the darkness. With the soothing strokes of his fingers tracing my back and spine, I gradually surrendered to a deep and peaceful slumber.