
My Bestie's Dad Likes Me Wet
Jojo.Kay · Ongoing · 211.5k Words
Introduction
Nova was a quiet, shy, and bookish girl... also very innocent. At least, that's what everyone thought.
Until one filthy game of truth or dare in an exclusive club stripped away her innocence and left her kneeling in the dark… mouth full of a stranger's thick c**k, swallowing every drop of his release without ever knowing his name. She fled after he finished.
But he didn't forget and neither did she. And the next day, when she followed her best friend to her father's luxurious estate for his 45th birthday dinner, she locked eyes with the last man she expected to see— The man she gave head to the night before. Her best friend's dad. Now he knows. Now he wants her. And Nova's filthy little secret? She wants him too.
Chapter 1
Nova POV
"Your mouth is as tight as a virgin's pussy"
He groaned from his position above me, his voice was thick with lust and pleasure as his cock thrust into the back of my throat.
"Choke on it like a good girl"
He added, not waiting for me to breathe before he slammed into my mouth again, and it hurts. He didn't care that my throat spasmed around him or about the drop of tears that escaped my eyes as I choked on his length.
"That's it…. You're such a cock slut"
He just kept going and his rough thrusts had my skull banging against the bathroom stall wall, his fist tangling harder in my hair.
The pressure was too much, I'm not familiar with such invasion . I gagged but didn't deter him at all, the more I gagged the more he groaned and increased his pace.
"Look at you" he muttered, yanking my head back up so I met his gaze while he pushed deeper without mercy and I blinked up at him through the tears blurring my vision. "Tearing up like you're overwhelmed but dripping wet under that tiny dress. You like being used. Don't you?"
I couldn't answer with words, not with my mouth stretched around his cock, using my throat like it was built to please him But my moan betrayed me and he smirked knowing it.
"Touch your cunt for me".
He commanded me, and I couldn't deny him, I squeezed my thigh together as he withdrew himself and drove into my mouth once more making my nose pressed into his lower stomach and I couldn't help but inhale his sandalwood musk.
I slipped my fingers into my core dripping with evidence of my arousal, my nipple tightened against the flimsy fabrics. His dominance made me want more, yearn for more of him everywhere, I slipped my fingers out and slipped them back in again moaning hard against him.
"Yeah. You're a good slut" he smirked and yeah I agree but he didn't know the full story. He didn't know that this is my first blowjob and it's all because I made a bad decision a few hours ago.
A few hours earlier..
"Girl, this is non-negotiable" Lena announced from her side of the room "You're going with us to the orchids tonight"
Katie was already elbow deep in my closet like she was looking for a buried treasure. "Does this girl own anything besides ugly cardigans and musty paperbacks?"
The girl in question being me but my sweaters are not ugly, they are expressions of art and my classic novel collections are not musty.
"I don't like clubs" I muttered, flipping a page in the novel on my lap. "Too loud."
"You've never been to one!" Lena snapped, tossing a pair of distressed jeans over her shoulder. "All you do is read about morally grey men choking and bending women over the tables and then act shocked when we ask you to touch grass"
"I'll touch grass when a mafia lord claims me" I said dryly not amused by their critics on my novels.
"You need to live! Outside of your fictional word and touch actual dick" Katie stood hand to her hips and face frustrated.
"Why does it have to be tonight though?" I asked hoping to postpone the torture of mingling with people in a noisy environment.
"Because it's Lena's daddy pre-birthday bash slash girls night out" Katie chirped before adding "and you owe us"
"Yes! That's right. And we start internship on Monday, let's enjoy the last free weekend we have together in the next six months"
I sighed because she's right, "Fine. But I'm wearing my Pants"
Kate snorted immediately "No, Nova darling, you are wearing… THIS!" She happily held up a silver dress that looked like it belonged to a reality tv star, not a broke scholarship girl who is being forced on a night out by her rich pampered roommates turn best friends.
Before I could say my mind about the cloth Lena cut in massaging my shoulders softly, "It's perfect for you Nova, It's time you start flaunting those curves of yours. Let those men drown in your beauty"
I grumbled but gave in and an hour later we were at Orchids, the lounge buzzing with money, girls were glittering under the blue and red light of the club while men danced around in fits ranging from jeans to tailored pants that screamed money.
This is nowhere for an average or poor person but somehow I'm at a table with my best friends and their boyfriends who had secured the table for us while everywhere else get filled up quickly.
"Let's play a game" Tommie said, he's Katie's man and I'm convinced he has a penchant for chaos.
The word 'No' was at the tip of my tongue waiting for me to blurt it out but social anxiety is also a thing, so I swallowed it with a sip of Sprite.
"Truth or dare" Tommie continued "Katie, what's your favorite sex position" I nearly choked on my drink and my cheeks tingled in second-hand embarrassment.
"Lena, your fantasy"
"Four men, one in each hole"
They all laughed enjoying this more than they should, we were getting the attention of nearby tables since the people at my table couldn't keep their voices down.
"Nova" I stilled"You look daring tonight.. is it a dare for you?" Nic asked, Nic was Lena's annoying boyfriend.
"I'm not playing"
"If you don't pick, you get a dare." Katie warned and everyone's attention was on me. My hand clenched around the glass of sprite and I'm sure my face would be as red as a tomato.
I could feel the heavy gaze of those listening in the background on me as well, my eyes shut trying to focus on my breath before I had a panic attack in the middle of a club.
"A dare it is then," Tommy said taking my silence as a dare.
"Fine," I said in a clipped voice hoping they would feel how much I'm displeased.
"What's the dare?"
"Blowjob"
Nic answered eagerly.
"What?"
I blinked thinking my ear must have glitched but the smug smile on his face confirmed I heard him right.
"Pick a random guy, No name, No long talk, just your mouth around his dick and the taste of his cum"
My whole body went cold.
"Don't you dare chicken out on this" Katie said
"If you do then you have to tell us your sexual fantasy as well"
Tommy added and I'll be damned before I do that so I stood from the table and my knees almost buckled under me, my heart was beating too loud but somehow my pussy clenched in anticipation of a sexual adventure and I didn't know what i was looking for but when I saw him, I knew it was him.
His large hand cupped my jaw, dragging me back to the present, back to the stall, and on my knees.
"You're fucking filthy" he growled. "Touch yourself faster and look me in the eyes while you do that" I whimpered as I picked up more speed between my legs, my hand slapping against my drenched pussy sounded good and with the way his grey eyes darkened more I'm sure he could hear it too.
I was soaked and aching for more than the fingers in me, I added more fingers but didn't feel satiated, I wanted more and like he could read minds he shoved his cock deeper down my throat and moaned when he felt the vibrations of my throat around him.
"Good girl" he breathed "That's it. Rub that needy clit while this dick fucks your tight mouth" my eyes watered again, his commanding voice made my legs tremble and my hand move faster between my legs in obedience.
"I'm gonna cum" he muttered in a rough voice "Going to fill that pretty mouth. Don't waste a drop, baby swallow all of it" then his thrusts turned erratic I could barely keep up, my hands held onto his muscular laps but that didn't slow him down, all of a sudden he went still.
Then hot sticky liquid came down my throat, I swallowed fast, he twitched against my tongue and groaned again, I gulped him down.
When he finally pulled out slowly and tucked himself smoothly into his tailored pants I got up slowly.
I adjusted my breasts that are now peeking out of ridiculously low neckline, I tried smoothing out my curls as well as my dress so I don't look freshly fucked all the while avoiding meeting his eyes.
Game over no need to get attached.
I briefly saw a scarred hand coming my way before his thumb wiped the corner of my mouth, then shoved the same finger between my lips and I sucked it clean without hesitation.
He let out a low, dark chuckle that sent a shiver down my spine. "Next time I see you," he said, his voice dripping with an unsettling intensity, "I won't let you walk away like this."
There's no need to mention that there won't be a next time. I smiled at him before turning on my heels and striding back to my friends, who are likely drunk by now.
I just gave my first blowjob to a stranger in a public bathroom, My Jaw aches and I'm sure my throat would be sore by tomorrow but my thoughts are slick from desire and I liked it, Mother help me, I liked it.
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