Taught by My Best Friend's Dad: Taboo Younger Woman Older Man Age Gap First Timer by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter 4

I don’t know what made me stay. I believe it’s due to something that has always resided in me. Something that I haven’t acknowledged until now. I’m sitting in the car seat with the door still open. I allow Mr. Laurence’s hand to coast across my leg. The short skirt exposes my legs, and it has made it convenient for Mr. Laurence to coast his fingers across them and slightly lift the edges of the skirt, further exposing my thighs. I can feel the heat between my legs and I’m sure Mr. Laurence can feel it too because he seems to be searching for it—for the seething fervor that will immolate both of us. I shiver as his hands slip under my skirt. He softly glides his fingers over my cotton underwear. The area between my legs is moist.

"You’re so wet!" he says.

"I’m so sorry, Mr. Laurence."

He places his finger over my lips, silencing me.

"It’s perfectly fine," he whispers. "It shows your desire—how badly you want me."

His hands massage my mound softly. I also find that my lips have swollen so much. Is there something wrong with me?

"They are swelling with desire as well," he says, giving voice to my thoughts.

My blood flow seems to concentrate at that site, which must have caused the swelling. I shudder and quail as Mr. Laurence’s fingers circle over my clit.

"Has no one touched you there before?"

His voice seems to cut through the air, making me self-conscious and ashamed. My ears burn, and I try to close my legs, but his hand is in the way.

"No," I manage to tell him amidst the flurry of emotions I’m experiencing at the moment.

"Even you yourself haven’t touched this place?"

"No."

His fingers dig in a bit deeper through the fabric of my underwear. They search for an entryway eagerly. I close my legs tighter, but his hand is strong. His fingers find the edge at the side of the underwear’s gusset, and without delay, they pull it and sneak inside. I gasp as for the first time I feel someone’s hand down there—on my naked skin.

"You’re so soft and wet down there!"

I moan as he says this, his breath warming against the skin of my neck. With his other hand, Mr. Laurence unbuttons my shirt. One by one, the buttons come undone, exposing my bra. He lets out a heavy breath after seeing my breasts.

"They're..."

The unfinished statement makes me look at him worryingly. Is he regretting it? I try to button my shirt back, but he holds my hand firmly.

"They’re so big for a girl like you."

"Is it bad?"

"No! I like it. I like it, especially when they are big. Most men like them when they are big. "

He relinquishes my hand and explores my breasts, delicately running his palm over the part not covered by the bra. He seems to treat them like a delicate object he has just acquired after dreaming of having them for a long time. He explores cautiously, as if they could break at any moment if he is too careless.

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