In the quiet town of Willowbrook, lived a man named Jack, a ruggedly handsome man in his early thirties. Jack was a solitary man, who spent most of his days tinkering with machines and gadgets in his small workshop. One sunny afternoon, as he was working on a new project, the door creaked open, revealing a petite teenager named Lily. Lily, a precocious 18-year-old, had a reputation for being curious and adventurous.
“Hi, Jack,” she greeted, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. “I was wondering if you could help me with something.”
Jack looked up from his work, surprised at the unexpected visitor. “Sure, Lily. What do you need help with?”
Lily hesitated for a moment, looking down at her feet. “I want to learn how to give a proper blowjob,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Jack raised an eyebrow, taken aback by her bluntness. “Well, that’s not something I typically teach,” he said, trying to hide his surprise.
But Lily persisted, looking up at him with pleading eyes. “Please, Jack. I want to learn from someone who knows what they’re doing. And I trust you.”
Jack sighed, looking at her for a long moment. He knew he shouldn’t, but he couldn’t resist her innocent charm. “Fine,” he said, “but you have to promise me that this stays between us.”
Lily nodded, her eyes wide with excitement.
Jack stood up and approached her, his heart pounding in his chest. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. “First, you need to get comfortable with the person’s body. Use your hands to explore, to touch and to tease.”
Lily nodded, her eyes glued to Jack’s crotch. She reached out, her fingers trembling with excitement. She began to rub his cock through his jeans, her touch sending shivers down his spine.
“Good,” Jack said, his voice strained. “Now, use your mouth. Start by kissing the tip, then use your tongue to lick the shaft.”
Lily followed his instructions, her lips wrapping around the tip of his cock. She began to move her head back and forth, her tongue swirling around the head.
“Oh, fuck,” Jack moaned, throwing his head back. “That feels so good.”
Lily picked up the pace, her mouth sliding up and down his shaft. Jack could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge.
“I’m going to cum,” he warned her, his voice strained.
Lily pulled back, looking up at him with a mischievous smile. “Where do you want to cum?”
Jack hesitated for a moment, then made a decision. “On your body,” he said, his voice hoarse.
Lily nodded, lying back on the workbench. Jack stepped forward, his cock still rock-hard. He began to stroke himself, his hand moving faster and faster. Cum spurted out of his cock, landing on Lily’s stomach and breasts. She looked up at him, a satisfied smile on her face.
“Thank you, Jack,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Jack nodded, still trying to catch his breath. “You’re welcome, Lily,” he said, “but remember, this stays between us.”
Lily nodded, getting up from the workbench. She adjusted her clothes, her face flushed with excitement. “I’ll see you around, Jack,” she said, before walking out of the workshop.
Jack watched her go, his heart still pounding in his chest. He knew he had just crossed a line, but he couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. It was a moment of pleasure he would never forget.
