The story took place many years ago when I was a young student in my first year of college. I had a close-knit group of friends and we often hung out at each other's houses. Our parents knew each other, but were never close. Perhaps everyone was too busy with their own lives. I often stayed at my friend's house, which was conveniently located near our school, making it the perfect spot for sleepovers during the week.
As I grew older, I started to notice how boys and even older men would look at me differently. This was especially true for my friend's dad. He was intelligent, handsome, polite, and always kept to himself. He never crossed any boundaries or made me feel uncomfortable, and I could have easily said no to any advances he may have made.
There was undeniable sexual tension between us, which could be a topic for another story as it involved a series of small flirtations.
On the night in question, I had slept over at their house to study for our final exams. Her dad didn't seem as caring as usual and simply left us to study upstairs. He usually checked on us every hour or so, but that night was different. I couldn't focus on studying because all I could think about was him. So I made an excuse to go downstairs for a glass of water.
As soon as I saw him across the kitchen, I knew what I wanted to do. I was wearing a tight shirt with no bra and short shorts with no underwear - something more provocative than what I usually wore. And he noticed. As I walked down the stairs, reaching up to grab a glass from the cabinet and leaning forward to exaggerate my movements, he smiled politely. I'm sure he followed my every move with his eyes.
I asked him what he was watching on TV, but looking back now, I realize it probably came off as flirtatious and suggestive. And as soon as I saw the look on his face, I couldn't help but feel a mix of nerves and excitement. After taking a few sips of water, I said goodnight and started to walk back upstairs. But before I could make it up the stairs, I stopped, looked him in the eye, and gave him a seductive smile before continuing on my way. Looking back, I don't think I've ever made such a bold and sexy move since then.

We woke up, got dressed and her father made us pancakes. The taste of them still lingers in my mind as I type this story.
We headed to school after breakfast. As we entered the school gates, I confessed to my friend that I had forgotten my notes and needed to return to her house. It wasn't entirely true, but I took a chance in hopes of something happening. My friend urged me to hurry before her father left for work.

As I headed back my legs were really shaking and I felt like I was lacking air. I knocked on the door and as he opened he was as surprised to see me as I was to be there. I told him quick I needed to get something up stairs. I went upstairs and kind of stood there not knowing what to do. I probably spent 5 minutes just thinking. I grabbed my notes and headed down stairs. He was waiting for me holding a glass of water and said something like "need more?" So I grabbed it and stood there in front of him. I walked to the living room took a hard sip and put my notes down, my bag on the floor and I kind of just stared at him as he walked to me. Not a word was spoken. I kind of started to unbutton my blouse and I was to the point of beginning to remove it and he stopped me by reaching out to me and holding my hand. He then let himself fall back on the couch. And at that point I knew what was about to happen. 
I did a lot of first that morning. I began to unbuckle his belt. Unbuttoned his pants. Pull down the zipper. He gently wiggle for room. I then reach inside around his underwear until I felt it in my hand. I remember he was real hard and wet. I did not know what to expect, when I pulled it out. It was something big, he was definitely hairy, he had a big head and he had foreskin. I looked at it for a while holding it before I started to jerk him. I knew how to do it (different story) but I was definitely new at it. I remember watching him as a completely different person as I was kneeling on the carpet in front of him stroking him and watching his facial expressions. He then looked at me and reached for my head and slowly pulled me forward. I was about to do another first one. I stuck my tongue out and watching him I moved it to put it on his tip. I opened my mouth really wide and began slurping his cock. He was too big for my mouth and I had my tongue all over the place not knowing what to do. He placed his hand on the back of my neck and held my hair with the other hand. At one point he pulled his skin back and I started again. I really enjoyed it. I felt like I was doing something really good and being very generous. I held his cock with one hand real hard and my other one trying to keep my balance while he helped me gently pushing on my neck. I was there doing this for what seemed to be a long time when I felt he letting go off my neck just holding my hair now. And suddenly I get this explosion of cum on my mouth that filled my cheeks and made my eyes open wide. I instinctively pulled out still holding this throbbing cock but he started to cum more. Shooting semen on my face, my eyes, my blouse and my chest. I never let go. I held him until the last drop, a little bit in shock and a little bit trying to keep cool. He never said a word. But he looked at me and we both smiled. I had cum in my eye and cum on my lips and cum in my mouth. So I stoop up letting go of his firm cock and kind of stood there not knowing what to do next. So he immediately being a gentleman, quickly got his belt on and rushed to get me some wipes. I remember going to the mirror in the entry hallway with a pack of wipes, carefully cleaning around my face, careful not to damage my makeup. I finished and buttoned my blouse. I glanced over the kitchen and on the table there was still some left overs. So I reached out to grab a piece of a pancake, dunked it in syrup and ate it.I said "thank you" to him. He said "you are welcome". I smiled and went back to school as I was late.
We never talked about this event or mentioned it ever.