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Dating your boyfriend Jay for over five months has been some of the best months of your life, or so that is what you were convinced with as you didn’t know better. At the age of twenty, you were yet to experience any form of intimacy with a man, you never dated, never kissed, and surely never had sex. It was a complete stranger to you, from a young age you have always been quiet and reserved. Nothing to do with your family, they did everything to parent you well, naturally you just preferred to keep to yourself. This long isolation of course had meant you struggled with the topic of relationships, all your friends had or are in relationships, always encouraging to approach other guys. However, you just couldn’t get yourself to do it, something in you just freezing you in your spot unable to move.

That was until you met Jay in University, in one of the classes you took for some extra credit. Paired for a project to work on together, initially you were extremely silent, only speaking when required. Over the months though you did start to come out of your shell, when you realised he was a very laid back guy and genuinely wanted to get to know you for you. Even though your lack of intimacy that did not mean you didn’t catch the eyes of other guys, it was quite the opposite as you received stares anywhere you went.

Over the months of getting to know Jay, you grew lovesick or at least that’s what your friends has described it as. You had spent everyday with him, whether in his dorm or at your house, by that point he had met your parents too, who loved him although only slightly wary as it was the first time you brought a boy home. The regular meetings were used as an excuse to work on the project, but most of it was spent just talking and finding out details about each other. You had learnt about his hobbies, likes, dislikes, his interests. The only topic he had avoided was his family, anytime you brought it up it was dismissive with an awkward laugh. You didn’t push it not wanting to make him uncomfortable, he was the first boy you ever took interest in and you didn’t want to ruin it.

As the months went on, there were some times he tried kissing you, at first you pulled away as a reflex. The look of hurt that flickered across his face had pulled at your heart strings, you didn’t want to upset him you just had never ever been kissed before you didn’t want to do it wrong and mess it up. When you explained it he was understanding and reassured you he will make sure it go perfectly, so when it happened again it wasn’t like from a fairytale like you had daydreamed about, it wasn’t a little messy, a little clumsy. You didn’t fit like a puzzle like you had pictured in your head, your hands placed awkwardly on his sides as his were squeezed at your hips. When pulling away it was clear he had enjoyed it a little too much whilst you were left just confused still awaiting those fireworks and butterflies you had read about. He mistook your expression of one as amazed, he chuckled as he kissed you again. Over the time only makeout sessions were included in your hangouts, he definitely tried to do more but you just couldn’t get yourself to give in yet. There was slight frustration there but he understood and didn’t push too much, you were glad for that. Your friends said it will come naturally, that’s what happens when you’re in a relationship, however the idea was yet to come to you, you didn’t feel ready for it. You argued it was because you were still a virgin, you didn’t understand your feelings yet.

When he finally made you his girlfriend, you had tears in your eyes, finally you were a girlfriend, not just a friend who never had a boyfriend. Adoring the title proudly, as the pair of you walked the university halls hands intertwined. It seemed like everything was falling into pieces like it was supposed to, you were finally happy or as you were convinced by.

During one of the nights where Jay was staying over at your house, cuddled in bed watching a film, he lay somewhat stiff in his seat, something in his mind distracting him from the tv blaring out.

“Baby I-I was thinking it would be a good time to meet my parents” The words forming a tight knot in your stomach, as you stiffened in his arms, you glanced up at him not expecting those words to come out his mouth tonight or ever by the rate he was ignoring the topic of his family. So you wondered what changed for him to finally bring it up and especially to plan a meet up. Set of nerves already began to settle as you were such a people pleaser, you wanted to make good impression on these people. People who have raised the man you loved, you wanted them to approve of you as the right girl for him.

“So suddenly, I thought you would never want to” You respond softly, trying to catch his eyes as he nervously avoided yours. He took a slow breath in before explaining his family were not your typical people you would expect, they were in fact retired supes of your country, his mother formally known as Crimson Countess and his father Solider boy. The shock on your face when he was revealing this was apparent, never mind you had to impress the most important people to your boyfriend but also the people that were most important in the country. Maybe you are dreaming and this is all just a funny dream because surely this was not the reality you were living in. You have know of them and their duties for the country, you had grown up watching the news and movies about them, maybe too young for some of it but you were largely fascinated. You will admit you did admire soldier boy a lot, even so by owing a poster in your bedroom when you were twelve. Although you would never admit that to your boyfriend, even more so now knowing the man was his father.

"I did not expect that, I.. how will I even make a good impression on them babe? I mean I'm just me, I'm only a student" You were a rambling mess by now, not knowing what to say to such revelation. Jay took your hands in his, giving them a quick squeeze.

"Babe I promise you they will love you, they were actually the ones to encourage me to finally bring you home" That shocked you, it did somewhat relax you but you were still on edge about it. Not wanting to mess anything up, this was your first relationship you couldn't be the one to ruin it. Nodding before you gave him a quick kiss, as you both agreed on the day to plan the visit. That night took you longer to fall asleep than usual but once you did, there was only a small flicker a faded one that appeared in your mind, soldier boy.

The evening air was cool as Jay picked you up, his expression unreadable but he appeared somewhat relaxed. He wore a simple black hoodie and jeans, hands on the wheel as he awaited for you to join him in the passenger seat. He gave you a give a quick peck on the cheek before setting off, luckily the drive isn't too long from where you live. You did your best tonight getting ready, making sure your hair and make up were done perfectly to make your features stand out like a perfect doll, a small black dress hugging your figure and a pair of black heels. Going for formal was your best bet, these people were rich and prestigious, you didn't want to look out of place even though you were sure you were going to anyway. Jay reassured you you didn't have to dress up but you insisted, this visit was going to be crucial for your relationship even if it was only you who was thinking that.

After an hour of driving, Jay had finally pulled up to the driveway, as your eyes took in the large house in front of you. It was not a mansion as you had imagined to be, still larger than your parents but it was clear there was touch of humbleness. Stepping out the car you couldn't help but stand still in your spot, only when he touched your hand you glanced to the side where Jay stood with a small smile on his face.

"You don't have to be nervous babe, it will be fine" Nodding carefully, as he took your hand in his and led you to the doorstep, lifting his hand to knock, before it swung open instantly. A woman with bright red hair stood there with a huge smile on her lips, as she motioned to hug her son.

"Oh my god honey, I have missed you so much. We have not seen in you in months" Her voice trailed off as she gave Jay a tight hug before her attention was quickly drawn to you, without realizing what was happening she pulled you in for a hug as well. Surprise flickered across your features as you didn't expect to be on the receiving end of affection so fast.

"It is so lovely to meet you honey, Jay has spoken so much about you. Please come in you guys must be starving, the dinner is almost done" She rushes you two inside, as she walks back to to the kitchen. Jay glanced back at you with a grin plastered on his face.

"See she loves you already"

You could only muster up a small nod before following him to the living room taking a seat on the couch. The house was well kept, modern furniture surrounding you, as you admired the space.

"Where's dad?" Jay shouted, raising your heartbeat instantly, for a moment there you forgot about his father, or as you know him as soldier boy. You were far more nervous to meet him, you had admired him as a young girl but you didn't want to freak him out with that information. So you knew that you will be keeping that small fact to yourself only. Speaking of the devil himself, before his mother could reply, the man entered inside, taller than you expected despite seeing him on the screens. A clear warm yet overwhelming presence that fitted the space like sunlight breaking through clouds. Dark hair littered with small streaks of white, green eyes sharp but kind when locked onto yours. He smiled wide, a charming smile that showed dimples and without hesitation opened both arms for a hug before even greeting properly. Wrapping much larger arms around your frame as he hugged your waist, your own landing on his back with the faintest touch. You were not expecting to be met with such affection from the family, especially from him, who was the toxic masculine man back in the day.

Earthy and mint had surrounded you completely, as you almost melted into his hug, like it was something you had been needing for years. A faint blush crept on your cheeks, as he pulled away first as his hands remained on your waist, the man radiated such energy that it caught you off guard. But there was something else too, his gaze lingered on yours just half a second longer than normal for a man that was considered your boyfriends dad.

"Wow, you are even cuter in person than Jay had described" A tiny spark of mischief flickered behind his eyes, a teasing glint that made it obvious this wasn't just fatherly affection, however you were too oblivious to notice that. The charm oozing from him naturally, the kind that could make someone blush without trying.

Jay cleared his throat loudly from behind, "Dad, you will scare her away" The said man finally turned to look at him, and instead of backing off he only grinned wider, a rich deep chuckle rumbling through the room.

"Relax son, I'm just being friendly" The way he said it so casually, so playfully made it clear he wasn't even trying to hide how naturally charming he was. You guessed the charm still stayed with him even after all those years, as you faintly remembered the headlines about soldier boy and the countless women he had endured.

"I'm Ben by the way it truly is lovely to meet you. I heard many great things about you" The words eased the nerves had settled deep inside of you, you were still speechless from the hug he had given you that lasted longer than necessary for such introduction. He gestured to the dining room, to follow him where the aroma of spices had been wafting from the kitchen the whole time: garlic, turmeric, warm and comforting. The dining table was already set neatly for the four of you, Jay shuffled past you taking a seat, soon after you taking your own right on his left. Ben took a seat in front of you which did have your palms sweating just a little, as it meant you had his full divided attention right there. It still felt surreal, having soldier boy- or Ben, welcoming you into his house and being so nice. Thirteen year old you would be a puddle on the floor, thankfully you had some form of control now, even though a small weird sensation in your stomach was present and seeming to not be going anywhere anytime soon.

Once the food was ready and everyone was sat and taking bites of the food, Ben was the first to break the silence in the room.

"So I heard you are studying at the same university as Jay too, is that right" Your eyes jumped up at his deep voice directed at you, you swallowed the bite of meat you had in your mouth before nodding.

"Oh yes, we met at one the extra classes we took, an art one" You spoke softly as you kept your eyes averted slightly, unable to maintain eye contact with Ben. It was too intense it made you feel emotions you had never experienced before and you didn't know what it exactly was. Ben's smile softened into something gentler at your words, eyes crinkling at the corners with genuine interest. He didn't hover, he had this calm confidence that made you feel like the center of attention without pressure.

"That is good to hear, I'm happy you were the one to finally able to put a smile back on my sons face" The way he spoke so considerate and thoughtful, it wasn't performative it was natural for him to care. You wish he cared for you like that too, an intrusive thought flickered to your brain before vanishing just as quickly.

Some more conversations took place, you really couldn't fault Jay's parents, they were really perfect. You couldn't appreciate them more for making you feel so welcomed, that is all you wanted from the start. Especially, Ben he had made such an effort to ask you questions and show concern or profoundness when needed. It made you feel giddy inside that you had his full attention, you didn't understand why but you were desperate for it.

Once everyone finished eating, it was quite late in the night. Jay suggested to head to the bedroom which you agreed. The exhaustion from the drive and the nerves had finally shown up and you felt it more than ever. So snuggling up in bed after a hot shower, was calling your name as soon as he suggested it. Wishing Ben and Crimson goodnight, not before making another intense eye contact with Ben just as you headed out the room. Finishing your shower, you got dressed into your pj's, just some mini pink shorts with a white tank top, jumping into bed a sigh of relief escaped your lips. Jay joined you soon after, as he draped one arm over you.

"See babe wasn't too bad now was it" Giving him a small smile in return you agreed.

"No, no it wasn't still was a little scary but they were lovely" You really couldn't fault Ben and Crimson, they were the perfect husband and wife making you and their son feel comfortable.

"I'm sorry for taking so long to introduce you to them, I haven't had the best experiencing introducing people to my parents. So I wanted to make sure it was the right time"

Leaning down you gave him a kiss on the lips, understanding where he was coming from. It must have been tough growing up with parents who were such famous supes, so easily available to be taken advantage of. So you were happy he didn't think lowly of you, you only hoped you made a good impression on them. Turning off the bedside lamps, you cuddled close to him as you drifted off to sleep, faint images of Ben floated into your head, his eyes, his smile, his hands. Didn't even realise you were drooling as you fell into a deep slumber of sleep.

Light snores was the first thing you heard when you had opened your eyes, looking over to your left, Jay was turned away from you passed out. Your throat felt incredibly dry, reaching out for a glass on the bedside table you found it empty, grunting softly you got up from the bed even though your body was screaming to get right back in. Slipping into some slippers, quietly opening the door to not awake anyone, you slipped out and walked downstairs. The house was pitch black only some streams of the moonlight that slipped through the cracked spilled across the walls. Walking straight to the kitchen, pouring some water into your glass, taking big gulps as your throat eased. Satisfied you placed the glass down on the counter and turned back around to head back into the bedroom, only when you were nearing the living room was when you heard a distant sound. The door was almost shut so you couldn't see or hear properly what was making the sound. Maybe you had imagined it, you kept on walking when you heard it again this time slightly louder and it was clear that it was a person making the sound. A frown fitted into your face, as you stilled down your steps and approached the ajar door. However, the sight that you were met with was nothing that your brain could have pictured, mouth gaping at the scene in front of you. You were left frozen in your spot as your eyes stayed still, through the tiny gap you could make out Ben sat on the couch, legs spread far apart as his hand worked on stroking his cock with his head rolled back, movement quick and rough.

Something inside of you stirred, you knew this was wrong. Completely and utterly wrong, spying on a man masturbating especially your boyfriend's dad. But it was like your eyes had the mind of their own, they stayed put watching his larger hand pumping the rock hard cock.

"You know sweetheart, it is rude to stare" A rough voice spoke out, your eyes shot up to his who were already staring right back at you through the gap. A hot burning sensation sizzled inside of you, a light squeal leaving your lips as you were ready to flee the scene. Which Ben had noticed and wasn't going to let you get away.

"And where do you think you are going, doll" Making you freeze as you already had half your body turned ready to run back upstairs and ignore the burn of your cheeks and the embarrassment that was creeping into you fast.

"Better come in here, love. You were staring after all" You were not sure what demon had possessed you but his words were demanding and firm, it made you slowly turn around to face him and reach out to push the door fully open. He was still sat on the couch, hand not stilling in fact quickening at the sight of you. Taking soft steps into the room, you stood still in front of him, like a deer caught in the headlights. Ben smirked as he took n the sight of you, the clothes barely covering anything from his hungry eyes.

"You look beautiful sweetheart, I couldn't help myself you know" He was referring to the scene you caught him in, you didn't understand the fuzzy feeling you had mustered up, and more so what to do about it.

"Ben.. this is wrong. I wasn't meant to see, I'm sorry" You spoke softly as you avoided his gaze.

"Darling there isn't anything to be sorry for, you enjoyed what you saw and that's okay"

You shook your head, "No, I didn't enjoy anything. You are Jay's dad, I shouldn't have looked" By this point you already had tears prickling your eyes, as your lower lip wobbled, Ben frowned at the expression beckoning you to come forward to where he was sat. You only shook your head further, you felt like you made a mistake, you messed up, this was the last thing you wanted and yet you ruined it. You were such an idiot, too busy wallowing in your thoughts you didn't notice Ben had approached you and hugged you in his arms, his warmth radiating to you making you ease in his arms, as tears rolled down your rosy cheeks.

"Shh darling, it's okay you didn't do anything wrong you know that right" He spoke gently as his hand brushed your hair, guiding you to the couch as he sat you on his lap. Brushing away your tears with his thumb, he placed soft kisses on your cheeks until you relaxed in his hold.

"Since the moment I laid my eyes on you, I thought you were the most incredibly beautiful woman I have ever seen darling" The words made you feel dizzy, hands squeezing his shirt.

"I-I don't understand, but your wife" That was the only thing you could think to say, your boyfriend forgotten in your brain as your head tried to wrap around the compliment he had given you, that were so sincere like it was coming right from his heart.

"Oh sweetheart, that relationship has long ended. There is nothing between us anymore and there hasn't been for many years now. Christ can't remember last time I nutted inside a pussy" The crude words made your burn up instantly, as your pussy squeezed around nothing, like it needed something that you were not even aware of.

"I'm sorry to hear that Ben" Seemed like the right answer to respond, as you were still in a daze of shock from tonight. It was only few minutes that had passed before you felt the creep of his inching to your thigh as he stroked slow circles into the skin, you bit your lip at the touch, the rougher hand sending you chills down your back as you tried your best to ignore it. You shouldn't be sat on his lap, let alone your boyfriend's dads lap, however it felt so right to be held by him, comforted by him. Your relationship with your own father wasn't too affectionate per say, as most weeks he was out on work calls, working till late. You had always craved that fatherly love but you never really got much of it, so this felt just what your soul had been needing for so long not even your own boyfriend was able to satisfy. Of course you didn't understand this fully, only aware that it didn't feel wrong being so close to Ben as it would be viewed by others. The two of you are sprawled on the plush couch, curled on his lap like you always belonged there, you didn't but the idea of this being wrong just didn't cross your mind.

Head full of thoughts you didn't realize that his other arm that wasn't wrapped around you, was slid down his palm pressing flat against the rock hard bulge in his pants, as he tightened his other arm around you, keeping you seated firmly on him while he begins to move his hand. First only lazy pumps over the fabric, then more deliberate. The thick outline of him becoming more obvious through the underwear, heavy and leaking. Your eyes flickering the motion happening bellow you, as your lips form an 'o' as once again your eyes were captured by the sight, you were so close to his cock one movement and your ass would be snug him right in. Gulping, you looked up at Ben only to find him with his lip bit and eyes staring at yours.

"Ben what are you doing" You whisper out, scared by your own voice. He only gives you a grunt in response as he moves his hand to pull out his cock finally free from the restrains of his pants, thick, flushed at the tip already from earlier. He begins to stroke harder, fist gilding up and down the impressive length. No shame, no hiding it, just slow and rhythmic pumps while he watches your face for reactions, eyes half-lidded with arousal. What you didn't know was that Ben knew so much more about you than you thought, ever since Jay began to talk about you to them he was intrigued, you seemed like a shy kind girl, he was happy when Countess had begged their son to send a picture of the girl he was seeing if he didn't want to bring her over yet. He wasn't that curious to see how you looked, but when he got the messaged and opened the picture of you sat on the bench with a cute white sundress, he was a goner. You were beautiful nothing he had seen before and he has seen plenty of women in his lifetime. Ben knew he wanted no needed to know more. For the months before his son finally decided to bring you over to their home, he had managed to research every bit of you he could. Scrolling your social media pages, hooked like never before. He knew he needed to have you for himself, you were his, even if you didn't know that. It didn't matter, especially even if you were dating his son. He knew he could provide you with so much more than anyone could, he wanted to be the one taking care of you and only.

So to have you finally this close after months of obsessing over and only having you in his imagination, he was over the moon. The minute you had walked through the doors with his son, he couldn't keep his eyes away from you as hard as he tried. You were beyond stunning, a pure of innocence he had not felt in decades, he then and ther claimed you as forever his.

Ben's hand works with a steady rhythm, up and down, thumb swiping over the leaking head every few strokes. The sounds are quiet but intimate skin on skin, his breath hitching occasionally when he hits just the right angle.

"Fuck darling, you drive me crazy" You didn't understand his comment, as you haven't done anything for such reaction. Then suddenly he stops, his palm rests at the base and without a warning he grabs your wrist, no asking just guiding your hand to replace his own around his cock, curling your much smaller hand into position himself like it's second nature.

"Be a doll and help out your old man love" He murmurs, voice gravelly as he presses your palm downward so you're forced to feel how hard he is. Eyes wide open like a deer, you never got intimate with anyone in your life, not even your boyfriend. Never been this close to a man's cock, even getting to touch it. At the back of your mind there was a small form of guilt nuzzled in there, but it too much overpowered by his energy that was making you feel fuzzy.

Ben's cock twitches in your grasp the second your skin meets his, hot, heavy and alive with need. He doesn't let go of your wrist yet, instead he demonstrates squeezing lightly to show pressure then dragging upward slowly. From the phone calls he had with his son he gathered much you were inexperienced with love and intimacy, so most likely you were still a virgin which had Ben needing to make you his even more so. He couldn't leave you to be taken advantage of, boils his blood at the thought.

"Such a good girl for me darling, just taking care of your old man like you were made to do" You whine in response as you nuzzle his neck but still keeping your eyes at the motion in front of you. He leans back against the couch cushions and spreads his arms slightly, like a king on the throne letting a subject serve. His eyes stay locked on yours the whole time, dark green pools demanding attention as much as pleasure. You stroke him tentatively, unsure of pressure or speed, you had never done this so you were lost at what to do. Ben isn't critical, almost soft and understanding, like he knew you were this inexperienced it made you feel hot in shame. He watches you, jaw clenched, as you explore the texture, the velvety smoothness near the tip versus rougher veins along his shaft. Receiving a sharp inhale from him when your thumb brushes that sensitive spot under his mushroom head, a subtle buck of hips into your hand for more friction.

Ben's control is slipping fast, one minute he's passively letting you learn, the next his hands are are suddenly on either side of your face and he's kissing you fiercely while grinding up into your grip. You let out a soft moan, as his lips capture your own, head still in a daze you comply to his touches. Sense quickly slipping away as all that mattered was his lips on yours, and the sparks that ran through your body. The kiss turning messy all teeth and tongue as he guides your mouth against his, Ben's hips jerk upward into your stroking hand. His breathing grows ragged, each exhale hot against your lips. Then it happens, his entire body tenses like a coiled spring. A guttural groan escapes him as he tears his mouth from yours, head falling back against the couch, spurt after spurt. Thick ropes of cum paint over your joined hands, some even splatter onto the front of his shirt where fabric had ridden up. Ben doesn't stop stop you, just rides it out through clenched teeth, eyes screwed shut in pure bliss.

"Fuck darling, made me empty my balls fully" Was the very first thing he says after coming, a proud grin spread across his face. A your own burning cheeks are nuzzled into his chest, as you couldn't look at him. Your panties were soaked through which you ignored and didn't question.

"Did you like it?" The question was so innocent it made his softened cock twitch again, a chuckle escaping his lips. As his hand brushes your shoulder softly, finally having you right where he wanted to. Perhaps not fully to himself, but he knew this was the beginning of his journey in making you his forever.

"Heck yeah I did love, haven't came so hard since like 89'" Receiving a shy smile in response, hugging him close to you. The blush of embarrassment was still present but the overwhelming feeling of proud was winning. All you wanted was to make a good impression on him especially, and you guess you definitely did after tonight's endeavour’s.