CHAPTER 65: DAMSEL IN DISTRESS -2(+18)

Yohan locked the door and climbed back into the bed.

Vivian was facing the other side but she could tell his movements from the sound he was making. She felt him lying closely behind her.

And then without warning, he reached over and grabbed her boobs, his hand squeezing hard, his fingers pressing into her nipples until they pebbled through her night gown.

A soft gasp escaped her lips, "Yohan... what are you doing?"

Her voice was low, barely above a whisper but she didn’t try to stop him, instead gripping her night gown tightly.

"Uncle is probably going to stay out all night drinking, and I can’t just leave you all on your own like that,"

He kissed the side of her neck, sending shivers through her body.

"Yohan, we can’t do this..."

But Yohan ignored her, squeezing her tits more disrespectfully. He rubbed her nipple, twirling his finger at the dot poking through the gown, the fabric adding even more stimulation.

Unable to take it anymore she grabbed his hand, "Yohan I said we can’t do this, go to your room,"

Yohan still remained, he expected some resistance but the fact that she hadn’t put her foot down meant that there was still a chance.

"Aunt, when was the last time Uncle touched you?"

"What? Why are you asking such a question?"

"Because I know you need this, you need to be treated like a woman. Isn’t your body telling you the same thing?"

She couldn’t deny it, every time Yohan touched her her body craved for more. Right now her panties were already soaked and her nipples are standing erect, but she just couldn’t let herself do something like that.

’I am the adult here so I’m responsible for our actions’

"Yohan this is wrong," she said firmly.

"But you have needs and so do I, we can just help each other. I don’t see anything wrong with that,"

"No, you should find a woman for yourself. Get a girlfriend to help you fulfil your needs," she pushed his hand away and sat up.

Yohan did the same, hugging her tightly before she could get up from the bed. The way he held her was so passionate, that Vivian couldn’t just stand up remaining like that for a moment.

"Who’s going to take care of your own needs then?"

He grabbed her breast with one hand while the other one went lower. Pressing against her pussy through her clothes.

"Yohan..."

it was difficult to continue resisting him, especially with the heat she was already feeling.

Before she knew it he had taken off her gown, and she was left with only her panties with her back resting against his chest.

He was completely naked with his legs wrapped around hers, holding it wide open while he rested against the head board of the bed.

Vivian was left open and vulnerable to him, her tits hanging out in the open while her legs were trapped beneath his own.

’How did I end up in this position?’ she wondered.

"Yohan we can’t do something like this on the bed where my husband and I sleep,"

"Why not, I’ve always wanted to fuck you in this room. Isn’t it more comfortable doing it here?"

Vivian was feeling bad and Yohan’s words only made it worse. To think she would be betraying her husband like this.

"Yohan, let’s not go any further..."

But Yohan simply turned her face to the side and kissed her. Their wet tongues wrapped around each other, twirling and rubbing. Saliva rolled off the side of her mouth as she allowed the pleasure from the kiss to consume her.

’What am I doing? I’m allowing this child to do as he pleases with me. What kind of aunt am I?’

Yet she didn’t stop him

Yohan held her breast as he continued to kiss her. Her softness buried in his palms, shaping however he pleased. Her tits squeezed in-between his fingers, pink and hard like tiny pebbles.

She was completely powerless against him. He pulled at her nipples until they reached their limits, her body shuddered and whatever sound she was going to make, whether from pain or pleasure, was muffled by his kiss.

With his tongue still reaching for the back of her throat, and her breast freely within his grasp he reached down and slipped his hand inside her panties.

Vivian’s body twitched with expectation even before his hand covered her pussy. It was wet and soaked with her lust. Seeing her pitiful condition Yohan didn’t tease her, sticking two fingers directly inside her pussy.

"Mmmnh~~" The pleasure went straight to her head, making her move her tongue even more.

Her eyes were half-clossed and relaxed, like she had no other thoughts in her mind other than what she was feeling at the moment.

The more he moved his fingers the more wet she became, he used the wetness of her insides to rub against her clit. Then her hips started moving and her tongue movements became erratic.

She couldn’t understand why it was always like this with Yohan, he touched her at the right places at the right time and no matter how she tried she couldn’t resist him.

He continued to finger her until he noticed she was at the verge of cumming, then he stopped kissing her while his hand remained on her pussy.

As their mouths separated, Vivian’s wet tongue was still reaching for his, the feeling of getting kissed so passionately while having her pussy fingered was just too comfortable.

Yohan licked her tongue as it remained sticking out, and she still kept it like that for him. He did it again and again and before she knew it she grabbed his face and pulled it closer kissing him intensely, while his fingers continued to dig into her pussy.

’What am I doing...? I just can’t help it.... It tastes so sweet’

Yohan’s fingers continued to move skillfully inside her panties until his throbbing cock finally had enough.

He began taking off her panties, that was when his Aunt came back to her senses.

"Yohan, I said we can’t have sex here, we sleep here every night. I would never be able to forgive myself!" she cried out but by then the panties were already off.

Now her legs were on top of his and she was lifted slightly above the bed, his cock was rubbing against her bare pussy, both drooling shamelessly.

"Don’t worry Aunt after I fuck you, I’m sure you will,"