Chapter 12: Oaklyn's Seduction 2
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Updated : Sep 18th, 2025
"Oaklyn, what do you mean?"
I froze and even forgot to swallow. I said the words, but my gaze couldn't help lingering between her legs. Her skin had a tempting glow, so smooth it looked like porcelain. When I looked up, taking her in more closely, I saw her red panties so sheer I could nearly make out what was underneath.
"Who's better, me or Melissa?"
Oaklyn giggled as she came closer, her breasts swaying. Her cherry-red lips brushed my ear. Her warm, heady scent filled my senses, making my heart race.
Melissa was prettier, but Oaklyn's figure and the sinful curve of her smile could make even a monk break his vows.
"Oaklyn, what are you trying to do?" My upper body edged back, but below the waist, I couldn't move. I was rock-hard, pointing straight between her legs.
"What do you think I want?" Oaklyn pressed a slender finger to my mouth, her eyes smiling, amusement glinting there.
I had never compared myself to other men, but judging from how women reacted, I knew I was well-endowed.
Back in college, a female senior from my department stripped in front of me and begged me to sleep with her. I was focused on my studies. I barely spared her a glance. Not until I became a village doctor and met Melissa did I understand a woman's allure.
My lips tingled. I caught Oaklyn's hand and pressed it to my chest. "Come on, Oaklyn. I might be big, but I've never used it."
Oaklyn was forty and had a fourteen-year-old daughter, yet she looked astonishingly well. Her skin felt as supple as a girl's. The touch of it sent my mind drifting into shameless reveries.
Oaklyn's eyes lit up. She traced lazy circles on my chest with her fingertip, her crimson lips close to my ear, her breath warm. "Then let me be your first."
"How could I..."
Inside, I fought myself. Oaklyn was supposed to be off-limits, but who could say no to temptation like this? I was not impotent. Oaklyn had no intention of letting me leave.
I might as well go with it and enjoy the moment.
"Why not? Melissa doesn't have as much experience as I do. Let me turn you into a real man."
Her upper body pressed tight to my chest, and as she kept sliding against me, her breasts rubbed against me, lighting up every nerve. The fire I had just managed to tamp down flared back to life.
It was killing me.
Oaklyn lifted one long leg and hooked it onto the sofa behind me. Her top was so short it flashed a strip of her red panties. Through the gap in the panties, I could see just a hint. If I pushed the fabric aside, I'd see everything.
My eyes glazed. My hands itched, not knowing where to go first. I wanted to tear those panties off and take the lead.
"I'll show you what a woman really feels like."
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