Flo is moving across the Country for her first year in college, when her plan starts to fall apart she finds herself living with four men who all have a soft spot for her innocent nature.
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Flo's POV
It was 9 am now and we have just pulled up to the house, I was still in my bikini, which made me a little nervous, but the boys have seen me in less. Jay opened the door for me and held me hand till I was inside. Earlier I think I had gone into little space for the first time, the guys all respected my newness and nerves around it but made me feel comfortable. Using their titles has come so naturally to me and solidifies my feelings towards them.
"Hiya we are home" Jay called out, drawing the boys from their bedrooms where they had been studying.
"There is our girl!" Lawrence yelled through the house throwing me over his shoulder and smacking me on the bum. Causing a giggle from me and smiles from Tris and Adrian.
Once Lawrence had let me down he planted a kiss on my lips, bringing me into a hug. Tristan and Adrian followed suit, each eyeing me up in my swim wear.
"Papa started to teach me surfing, I wasn't very good and just got all sandy, but it was fun playing in the water" I babble on while taking out my plaited hair.
"Sounds like you had quite the morning princess" Adrian answered.
"It was great, but I have to shower now because I have a class at 12" I turn around giving my hips a little sway just to tease the boys a little.
Once I have my towel, I start the shower, stepping in letting the hot water rinse off the sand and salty beach water. The water hits my skin to a rhythmic beat, calming my muscles. Two hands gentle wrap around my waist and a kiss is left on my collarbone. I look over my shoulder to see Jay has stepped into the shower with me.
"What are you doing in here?" I blush although I'm enjoying the company.
"I just wanted to save water" Jay laughs trying to hold up a façade even though I am fully aware of why he is here. Turning round I'm now face to face with him, allowing him to see me fully naked just for him. ********** He slowly leans in backing me against the wall, leaving kisses all over neck and probably marks. The kisses are gentle but with passion, a caring touch but I notice his possessive grasp on my waist. A firm touch I have grown to love. His kisses slowly start to move down, and I know where this is going.
"Stop Papa". I gently put my hand on his chest to stop him.
"Baby what wrong I'm sorry. Are you okay?" He looked genuinely worried and looked into my eyes as if I weren't stood naked and wet in front of him.
"I'm fine that feels amazing, but I want to help you this time".
I look down gesturing to his clear excitement. This was the first time I was getting good look at Jay naked, well any of the boys, and he was magnificent. Like a Greek god, muscles adorn his body from all of his sporting activities, his tattoos highlighted by the dripping water.
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"Baby, I'm not sure if you are ready" I can see a battle in his head, but I know deep down that I want to make him feel as good as he has made me, even though when he touched me he didn't let me cum. After reading some stories online and some graphic videos I had an idea of what to do. I dropped to my knees.
His eyes lit up seeing me from this new angle, there was something unusual erotic about being on my knees for him.
"Papa can I touch you?" He nods his head a little overwhelmed by my confidence.
Slowly I reach out touching him for the first time, I'm not an expert but he was big. I wrapped my hand round him, slowly starting to pump my hand back and forth while keeping eye contact. He groaned at the touch leaning his back against the shower wall.
"Fuck Baby Girl, that feels amazing" I pick up my pace as soon as I see he is enjoying it. By now his eyes are closed enjoying the sensation my hand is giving him. Without him seeing I place my lips round the tip of his cock to build up my confidence before putting him into my mouth. I slowly bob my head which erupts deep, sexy groans to escape from Jay.
"Damn Flo , you are amazing " I can see he is desperate to grab something, some part of me wishing it were my hair. By now I can feel that I am dripping wet just from pleasuring Jay. The deeper I take him into my mouth the closer he is to Cumming. While he is distracted I place my spare hand in between my thighs, gently playing with my clit.
"Baby, I'm close" he opens his eyes spying what I am doing, the sight in front of him causing a darkness to wash over his eyes. He grips my hair into his hand and bobs my head up and down his length at a rougher pace than before but he is holding back still. Being led by his movements, his strength, his rhythm turns me on me.
"Flo I'm gonna cum" He keeps eye contact with me as he thrusts into my mouth, with a groan he cums.
"Open" He commands sternly. I open my mouth exposes the mess he left on my tongue.
"Swallow". I swallow, without hesitation under his spell of dominance, unaware until now that from this whole encounter I had made myself orgasm, I was just fixated on Jay's pleasure. *********** "It's called sub space baby" Jay broke my thoughts, "when you are in a headspace which reaches a natural chemical high and or change in mental and or emotional balance of the brain chemistry, and state of mind. Best achieved when total trust is in place with you Dominant, and one totally immerses themselves into the scene".
That made sense I was feeling almost drunk with emotions, all I wanted was to make Jay feel good, serve him, worship him even. Jay helped me up from my knees and washed my body and hair not focusing on my nudity, it was a loving touch.
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He dressed me as well in one of his shirts, an oversize Pikachu top. We sat on his bed for a while in a cuddle and then he helped me pack my bag for college. The whole time he made sure I was okay, giving me compliments and affection.
He texted me during my class to check up on me as well as did the other boys. Which had already sent me cheeky text saying that they were jealous of the sounds coming from the bathroom. When I arrived home, they were all there to look after me, I was actually cared for and it reassured me that our relationship was right.
How could anyone have a problem with this? It's beautiful.
But.
I would soon see just how much of a problem it is to others.
