I know how this caption sounds. If I hadn't been so stupid to give him a reason to make me do that it might wouldn't have happened. I've been together with my lovely girlfriend for roughly 7 months now, my first relationship with a girl. Before that I have had my experiences with guys. To be honest, she is the first girl I ever saw that I was into. And when I say 'into', I mean it..it is the type of thing where my heart would start pounding faster whenever she speaks to me. The first time we ever kissed I was utterly in love. And I still am.

Me and her spend a lot of time together. Most days after school we would spend time at the others' place until it's so late we would regret the lack of sleep the next day. Whenever she's over at my place she doesn't stay the night, not once in those 7 months. I haven't told my parents yet, but I plan on doing it, I just don't know how they'd react yet. My girlfriend on the other hand, has already told her dad, who she's living with, long ago.

Her dad is really nice to me and always has been. I first visited her at home when we already have decided to be a couple and he's been really welcoming ever since. So why and how has happened what has happened?

It was a couple of days ago, we were just back to school and decided to hang around at her place right after. My ex-boyfriend has been annoying me with text messages suddenly, me and her laughed about it the whole day. When we arrived at her place I said Hello to her dad and we went upstairs to her room.

A couple of hours had passed before we went back down and into the kitchen to microwave some popcorn since we wanted to watch a movie. I sat down at the kitchen counter on a bar stool, mindlessly scrolling on my phone as she prepared it. Once it was done we quickly made our way back up.

It was getting pretty late and with the dreading inevitability of having to go to school the next day, I decided to head home at around 10:30 pm. Before I made my way down the stairs I agreed that I would sleep over at her place when the weekend came around. I was putting on my shoes when I noticed that I didn't have my phone. Sneaking back up to her room I asked her if she'd seen it and after looking for a few minutes I remembered that I last had it with me when we were in the kitchen so I made my way back down again and there it was. Right on the kitchen counter where I had left it. Her dad was still up and in the kitchen aswell, pouring himself a glass of water. After I quickly grabbed my phone and we said our goodbyes, her father gave me a look I could only make out as confused. I didn't think all too much of it.

While I was making my way back home, the chilly air of the night filled my lungs as I felt my phone buzz in my back pocket. I took it out, expecting a message by my girlfriend, only to be greeted by another message of my ex-boyfriend that added up to the other 30 unread messages that he sent me while I didn't have my phone with me. I scrolled through them and these were different.

Occasionally, he sent me a text saying stuff like "Hey how are you I've been thinking of you" and the likes of it. But not these. I had 30 and more messages in front of me, telling me that he wanted me. And how he wanted me. In each message he described in great detail how he wanted to be behind me, have me on top of him, spreading my legs and so much more. He sent me a 'picture' I had sent him while we still were together. It was me in just my underwear to which he replied with "I want to rip those panties off of you and fuck you until you scream". The whole thing seemed like I have hooked up with him recently, and being faithful to my girlfriend, I haven't. After I read all of the messages I texted back, asking him to stop texting me when he's drunk. I read it back again and thought of my girlfriend, how she has to live with my ex sending texts to me like that and that's when I decided to block him and delete all of those messages, which I did.

The weekend started and I told my parents I'd be going to hang out with a friend and will probably stay the night over.

When I arrived at my girlfriends' place her dad kept on giving me the same look. I didn't know what it was about, but it kept on making me uncomfortable.

My girlfriend and I spend the evening talking, watching things to laugh about and drinking wine I snuck out of my parents kitchen. At about 2 am she fell asleep. I decided to use the bathroom before I'd lay down next to her and try to sleep as well, so I slowly made my way down. The wooden stairs creaking beneath my feet while I tried not to make any sound, the flashlight from my phone illuminating the hallway that was in front of me. When I stepped off the stairs I turned around a corner, walking into an umbrella holder that was placed right next to it. The sound of it echoed through the dark hallway and I had hope I had woken nobody up. I realized at that moment that I felt pretty drunk, the wine must've made my mind a little hazey. I got to the bathroom, flicking the light switch on before stepping in and as I tried to close it behind me, it was stopped before it fell into the lock. I turned around confused, seeing a hand gripping the door and shortly after, I noticed who the hand belonged to. My girlfriends' dad opened the door, taking a step towards me and shutting the door behind him. The confusion I felt now visibily showing on my face, I asked him what he was doing. He pulled out his phone without saying a word, facing it in my direction and playing a video on it. I was in a bit of a shock. He took a video of my phone laying on the kitchen counter, as he scrolled through the messages my ex had sent to me. He narrowed his eyes and looked at me being in disbelief. He told me that he knows that I'm cheating on his daughter. I wasn't able to say a word. What was happening here, what is going to happen, were the only thoughts racing through my foggy mind. With a low, quiet voice he told me he's going to show this to his daughter and I begged him not to. Even though nothing had happened I knew this was going to ruin this relationship. Me and him started arguing and it led to something that left me dumbfounded. At one point he looked at me and said:

"If you're going to be a good girl and suck me off, she isn't gonna hear a thing about anything."

It left me shocked. In my mind I was thinking through my options. I couldn't just go and tell her about it because I deleted all messages and me telling him to leave me alone. If I decided to just not tell her, he'd show her the video and she'd leave me. Why was I so dumb to delete those messages as if I was trying to hide something? That led me to agree to his idea. I had hoped that it wouldn't be too bad. My mind kept on going to the idea that I might like what was happening in that moment and I quickly tried to swallow that thought down.

After I agreed to do it, he leaned back against the closed door, unbuckling his belt and telling me to get on my knees. Although hesistant at first, I did as he asked me to and was kneeling in front of him as he slide his pants and underwear down, revealing his rock hard cock to me. The tip was glistening in precum, shining from the low bathroom light that illuminated the room in a warm color. He was bigger than I expected him to be. Way bigger. He began stroking himself right in front of my face. My tipsy mind spoke to me again and I started to think that I like it. That I like the way his closed hand rubbed over his erect shaft, coating it in his precum. I felt like I was starting to see stars in my eyes..was I getting wet? It has been so long since I've been with a man. I snapped back out those thoughts.

I was doing this because otherwise my girlfriend would leave me. He told me to open my mouth and I obeyed, slightly parting my lips. Pressing his tip to my lips, past them, slowly letting him slide into my mouth.

But wouldn't she leave me if you knew about this as well?

His hot precum dripped onto my tongue. The sweet and salty taste mixing and rolling over my tongue piercing. He let out a stretched, low groan as he pushed further. I liked his taste. I've been missing this feeling..

I snapped back again. My mind racing between keeping my composure and admitting that I liked what was happening. He placed his hand on the back of my head, his fingers twisting into my blonde hair as he pushed his cock down further. I could feel his every vein on my lips, sliding past them, feeling how they were pulsating. Another moan escaped him and he pulled back out. The head of his dick pressing against my wet tongue. He started moving again, pushing back in more until I felt it hit the back of my throat. He was so big...

My heart was beating out of my chest and I felt like my mind was about the give into what my body has been feeling since I first tasted him on my tongue. I was undenieably wet.

His movement turned into thrusts. Slow and long ones. Pushing deeper. I was trying to hold back my gag reflex once he pushed down my throat more, pressing my head into him while keeping my hair tightly gripped. Saliva flowing from the corners of my mouth. He held my head right there, with his cock reaching down my throat slightly. I felt like my mind was about to lose the fight it has been battling. My body felt like it was burning, my legs tensing up and I noticed that I had completely soaked through my panties. So much that I thought my wetness was about to drip down onto the cold tile floor my knees rested against.

He pulled back again, only to push back in faster now. His hips matching the speed in which he pressed my head forward into him. I could hear his moan as they were mixing with my own..

I was starting to admit to myself that I liked it, a lot. He was fucking my open mouth on his cock and I loved it. And he noticed. Telling me that my moans are about to make him cum and that I was doing good.

Was I?

He started moving faster. Harder. Deeper. His cock shining with my spit. Loud slurping sounds coming from the way he was going to make himself cum. His groans started to become louder until he janked my head back by my hair and pulled his cock out. The first string of cum landing on my lips and tongue, the rest of his big load covering my face. His cock throbbing in front of me as he came all over me. Dripping down onto my thighs.

He told me that I did good, and praised me for doing him this favor..that he'll do me one as well by not telling his daughter about the texts.

And then he left the room. Leaving me kneeling in front of the door, my heart beating like a drum as my mind was running circles around myself.

I stayed there for a while..

After, I got up, I cleaned my face and snuck back up the stairs. Cuddling myself into the soft bed, next to my lovely girlfriend. Hoping that she would never find out about any of it...

...and hoping that her dad didn't hear me making myself cum after he left me in the bathroom.