⚠️ Mature themes and age-gap romance. 18+ only.

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Evelyn stood in the doorway, her eyes meeting Thomas's. "Uncle Thomas," she said, her voice soft and innocent, "I don't want to impose, but I was wondering if I could stay over tonight? My parents went out of town today, and I'm a bit nervous being alone."

Thomas hesitated, his mind racing. He knew he should refuse, but the thought of having her in his home, under his care, was too much to resist. "Of course, Evelyn," he said, his voice steady despite the turmoil inside him. "You're always welcome here."

Evelyn smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Thank you, Uncle Thomas. You're the best."

Thomas watched as she made herself comfortable on the couch, her long legs curled up beneath her. He tried to focus on the news on TV, but his eyes kept drifting to her.

She was wearing a spaghetti straps nightgown, the way they clung to her curves made his heart race. He felt a sudden rush of heat,.

As the night fell, gave the direction of his guestroom, and went to his own bedroom. He lay on bed but couldn't sleep, he tossed around in his bed.

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In the midnight, Thomas directly headed towards the room at the end of the corridor and stood before the door.

After taking deep breath he twisted the knob and opened the door. In the middle of the room, on the bed, there she was, sleeping peacefully after ruining his sleep.

Her skin shimmered faintly in the subdued light, smooth and pale, flushed from warmth and exertion. Her long hair spilled across the pillow like a silken river.

But what he didn't noticed in the dim light, that Evelyn's lips curved into the faintest smile but eyes still closed.

He walked over to sit on the edge of the bed. His hand hovered uncertainly before he gave in, reached out to pinch her tender cheek. Her skin was soft and warm beneath his fingertips.

She was asleep, not waking up. But still he was careful as he lowered his hand and traced the curve of the young girl’s plump, pink lips with his thumb. Slowly, reverently, he caressed them, exploring their softness with the back of his fingers. Then, as though responding to him, she suddenly stuck out her tongue, licking her lips and in the process, she licked even his finger.

He froze.

The sensation felt as though this tongue was licking his cock.

Just thinking about it, made him shudder in pleasure and his cock hardened painfully beneath his pajama pants.

He hovered her...his fingers curled around the hem of her nightgown and drew it upward inch by inch, he pushed it past her shoulders—revealing her body just covered by her undergarments.

Her white bra strained at the edges as it clung to her breasts, which rose and fell with each soft breath. Her nipples, dark and peaked, pressed urgently against the fabric as though responding to his presence, aching for touch.

Thomas’s breath hitched again.

 His took deep breath as he undid her bra clasp, her soft, white breast full in his view.

His eyes drank in every curve, every ripple of skin, every trembling breath.

He reached out his hand slowly to her breast and carefully kneaded them. So soft

Suddenly she shuffled, he froze immediately.

She mumbled in her sleep and he drew out sigh in relief as he continued his work. She knew he wanted to believe she was unaware.

He lowered his head, his lips brushed lightly against the curve of her breast, leaving a soft trail as he nuzzled closer. His mouth engulfed her hardened nipple, sucking gently before nibbling softly with his teeth. His tongue swirled around it, teasing, stroking, coaxing. His other hand kneaded her opposite breast with tender precision, fingers pressing into the soft flesh.

He was gentle as to not wake her. She shuddered at the contact, a soft sigh escaping her lips, but her eyes remained closed, the illusion of sleep intact.

Encouraged, his hand slid down until it reached to her torso, just above her panty. He slowly slides his trembling finger inside her panty and came across her pussy.

His breathing grew.

She was wet. The moisture that soaked her panties coated his fingers like warm silk. He rubbed gently over the slick center, feeling the softness and warmth pulsing beneath his touch.

He rubbed her clit and she let out a soft moan. He whispered “What a slutty body, even in her sleep, she is responding like this”

Evelyn's eyes remained half-lidded, but she watched every movement with sharp focus. Her lips parted slightly, and she drew in a shallow breath each time Thomas's fingers brushed her sensitive skin. Though her body shivered with excitement, she kept up the pretense of sleep, savoring every forbidden touch. 

Unable to resist, Thomas withdrew his hand and then released his cock which was so hard that it was aching.

His breath came in ragged gasps as he positioned her leg gently across his shoulder, arching her body toward him. As her leg rest onto his shoulder, he slid in his hot, pulsing cock in between her underwear and pussy.

Then he pulled up her underwear again such that his cock and her pussy would be pressed against each other snugly.

His cock, slick with precum, pressed against her, grinded slowly against the soft folds beneath. "Ohhh god..." He groaned at the feeling of her wet pussy lips around the base of his cock.

Thomas started to thrust shallowly, as his cock started to grind her pussy but he didn’t dare to slide his cock inside her pussy.

He was breathing heavily. This guilty pleasure was too much for him.

She moaned in her sleep. The tip of his cock made her panty bulge and fall repeatedly, and her pussy kept releasing arousal fluids. The friction, though slight, ignited her core, causing her hips to arch instinctively, grinding back against him in search of more.

His eyes darkened with hunger. She moaned softly, barely audible, as her panties shifted, revealing more skin with every movement.

The tip of his cock brushed against her sensitive folds again and again, each stroke more daring than the last.

Unable to stop himself, he pulled his cock slightly away from her pussy folds for a bit before viciously thrusting forward again. The constant grinding made Evelyn shudder.

After repeated thrusting for while Evelyn started to whimper. Thomas reached out and pinched her hard nipple. Her nipple were pinched, twisted and pulled by this older man. Her eyes trembled as she let out soft moan in her sleep, exciting him. Her panties clung desperately to her skin, slipping and shifting with each thrust.

His hand pinched her nipple hard, twisting and kneading the soft flesh as if desperate to ignite every nerve in her body.

She whimpered softly in her sleep, her muscles convulsing beneath his touch.

The sensation drove him wild.

He clearly felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter from his cock. He sped up his thrust without a care whether she could get awake or not.

His dick continued to grind against her tender pussy, causing her underwear to be fully soaked. His dick got harder as his throat couldn’t help but release some muffled groan.

His thrusts grew urgent and frantic, desperate for release as his cock rubbed harder against her clit and he sped up his pace. The friction created slick heat, coating both their bodies as the arousal dripped freely, soaking the fabric until it clung to every curve.

Evelyn still in her dreamland, frowned and moaned, “mhmm”

Finally, unable to hold back, he withdrew his cock from between her thighs, stroking it furiously as the pent-up desire exploded through him.

His body convulsed as he climaxed, hot spurts of release arcing through the night air and splattering across her soft chest, coating her breasts with thick, sticky warmth.

He groaned, his body still shuddering as he clutched the sheets for balance.

 He stabilized his breath and took out tissue and wiped her body carefully with trembling hands, before putting on her clothes in their places.

He quickly walked out of guestroom, still not believing what he has done. His body still vibrating with need and guilt. He simply hopes that Evelyn, never got to know all this.

But what he don’t know is that, when he closed the door from outside, the girl who he thought was deeply in sleep, opened her eyes slowly, her breathing heavy as she looked at the closed door.

"That was fun..." she whispered before slipping back into the night, her secret still safe.

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