Her Boyfriend's Father

Long. Thick. Heavy. Those are the only words I can think of to describe what I’m looking at. I’m almost trembling with how anxious I am, but I’m also wondering just how in the world that thing could ever fit inside of me.

“It’s so…big.”

“Don’t worry, gorgeous.” Grant lifts my chin and pulls my face to his so our lips are almost touching. “I know you’ll take it like a good girl, won’t you?”

I want to tell him that of course I will, because that’s all I want to do for him. I want to make him happy. I want to make him feel good. I want to please him. But I’m trembling now at the thought of what happens next, and he notices.

“Grant, I…I have to tell you something.” I feel my blush deepen. God, why does it have to be like this? I’m going to ruin his night now, I know it.

“What is it, baby?”

I close my eyes and take a deep breath. “I’ve…never done this before.”

Grant doesn’t respond right away – long enough that I actually open my eyes again to see him looking at me. “What are you saying? You’re a virgin?”

Shit, I knew it. He’s disappointed. He doesn’t want me anymore. And why would he? What man wants a girl who has no idea what she’s doing? I look at my feet and nod.

To my surprise, Grant chuckles. I instantly look up at him.

“And you’re telling me this because you think I’ll be…disappointed?” he asks.

“Well, yeah,” I reply. “Don’t guys like it when a girl knows what she’s doing? They want a girl with experience, right? So they don’t have to teach her what to do and—”

“Shhh,” Grant interrupts. His eyes sparkle as he looks at me, and I get the distinct impression that everything I’ve just been saying is wrong. “Nikki, you’re absolutely adorable, but you also have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“I-I don’t?”

“No,” he replies. “I love your innocence. I love that I’m going to be the first man to claim your little virgin pussy.”

Grant’s words nearly level me. His perfect face staring back at me with such passion causes a warm relief to flourish within me. I can’t help but smile. I’m still on the verge of trembling, but I’m getting things under control.

“Really?”

“Really,” he replies with such firmness in his voice that suddenly I feel like putty in his hands, ready to be molded and sculpted into anything he wishes. But…not just yet.

I smile. “That…that’s such a relief, Grant. But I still…” I glance back down at his enormous member, and my body bursts like I’ve been hit with a fresh electric shock.

“You’re still nervous?” he asks, finishing my sentence for me. I nod. “Don’t worry. There are other things we can do, gorgeous, and I have just the thing for you right now.”

The next thing I know, I’m being hoisted into the air like I weigh nothing. Then I’m on my back on a beach chair looking up at Grant towering naked above me like a Greek god carved out of marble. His eyes blaze as he spreads my legs with his hands and kneels down between them.

Oh my God, is he really going to—?

All thought leaves my mind when I feel it. His tongue on my sex, the most delicate amount of pressure, sending a sensation so intense and so sharp up my spine, that my back arches as far as it will go, and I almost come out of the chair.

“Grant!” I gasp, but his strong hand on my belly presses me back down and holds me firmly in place. He mumbles something, his scruff tickling the inside of my thighs as he does something so perfect, so precise, that I can’t even describe how incredible it makes me feel. The next thing I know, all those nervous trembles I was feeling have morphed into quivers of pleasure.

My toes curl and I clench the chair with both hands as I look down at this flawless man between my legs, his eyes glued to mine as he makes this moment all about me. Within seconds, I feel my climax rushing toward me out of the darkness where it was hiding. My first instinct is to push it back down.

Can I really let myself do that around him? Around anyone? I’ve only ever done that by myself in the privacy of my bedroom.

But then I realize that I simply have no choice. The things his tongue is doing are simply too divine. I’m helpless against his ability. How did I get so lucky? Why did he ever choose me?

I’m on fire. My orgasm hits me so hard that I can’t even cry out. My voice catches in my throat in a silent scream, my mouth open and my eyes wide, head tilted back at the purple night sky. I hear Grant groan in satisfaction as every muscle in my body stiffens, and I twitch as I ride the wave of ecstasy he’s just provided me.

Euphoria. That’s the only word I know that can describe what I go through as Grant holds his tongue precisely where it needs to be. He reads me perfectly and keeps the pressure on until the last second when I finally come down, and then he releases me.

“You’re ridiculously sexy, Nikki. I’ve never been so turned on.”

I giggle and cover my face as he slides up beside me on the beach chair. “I…I don’t even know what to say right now.”

“Don’t worry,” he chuckles. “You don’t have to say anything. Just come upstairs and go to sleep with me. We can do all that talking stuff in the morning.”

I glance down at his cock, which is still stiff and sticking out straight from between his legs. “You don’t want me to do anything about that?”

Grant shakes his head. “Don’t worry about it. Tonight was all about you. I’ll show you how to handle me and what I like next time. And, missy, you better be ready for that. Because I’m going to have no mercy on you.”