Novel & Cerita The Day I Kissed An Older Man

“ Oh I like you a little tease huh cruising around innocent like damn boy you look like your 14 or and such pretty lips I like faggots like you and don’t worry I’ll never tell your girlfriend your a cocksucker “ “ What the… fuck off old man I’m going to “ Before I could say anything more he picks me up like a rag doll kisses me I try to say something when his tongue slides into my mouth holding me with one arm I feel his other hand pulling down my shorts my underwear . I tried to struggle but he was holding me so tight his tongue swishing in my mouth my head was spinning I’m confused his hand is rubbing on my cock and for some reason I was getting hard I’m in public anybody could come by see

I yelled at him. He stood slowly and walked toward me. he took my hand and kissed the back of it. “I knew he wouldn’t come in. the man is old and probably can’t get it up anymore.” He kissed my earlobe. “Why else would he neglect all of you for so long?” he kissed my neck making me moan a little.

I couldn't hear whatever they were talking about, but I was sure Alexa was trying to make sure that she was fine. "You saw them kiss?" I could feel my pulse rising, my heart pounding hard against my ribcage like it was fighting for an escape, but I tried to compose myself. "Hmm... You know, at first I thought he was her dad, but come on, a dad can't kiss his daughter in that manner, and in a public place? No!" "The man is way older than her. He looks like he would be in his late forties." He added, and I huffed.

My voice sounded hoarser than his. “I want to kiss you.” He told me. “But I am not your type.” I felt like a coward for bringing that up again. I mean, the man just said he wants to kiss me. Why would he want that if I wasn’t his type? “What? Why would you think that?” He asked, genuine confusion on his face. “You told me you don’t date older women.” Can you fucking shut up already, Chelsea? “What? When did I say something like that, and you are only like a year and some months older than me. That doesn’t make you an older woman.”

“First day on the job? If you wanna make it in this line of work, you better loosen up.” “No one here likes a prude.” As soon as she finished speaking, an older man suddenly walked over. He ran a finger down my cheek, his tone sleazy. “I like your type. You look… fresh.” “How much for a night?” Disgust crawled up my skin. I stepped back, dodging his touch. “Show some respect, old man.” His face darkened, and before I could react, a slap cracked across my cheek. “Who do you think you’re talking to?”

I said, but then he grabbed my waist! He's more annoying! We're hugging right now. How sweet, damn it! That's how my annoying day ended, socializing with people and this disgusting ugly old man who did nothing but flirt with me all night! What a bullshit day.

“They’re very passionate. And you’ll be sold out till the next show.” The older man exploded in satisfying laughter. “You are sweet. If I was into guys, I’d definitely make a move on you.” I took the man’s hand and pressed my lips lightly on the back of it. Then, I looked up at him, hoping that my gaze would show him my gratitude—and my admiration for him. “If I was into guys, I’d be delighted.”

Just promise me you'll always be mine and nobody else's "hugged him by the waist with some force. "That's not a possessive thing on your part to say all that "he kissed the tip of his nose "Although that does not matter anyway, you look tender in that way. "You're very bad, child - he left a kiss on his lips "You do not know how I want to make you mine at this moment… "Believe me I know - moved insinuatingly over the older member "Your friend tells me everything right now "kissed his lips running his fingers through the buttons of the older man's shirt.

She moved with confidence, like the world was used to making space for her. Beside her was an old man. Grey hair. Expensive suit. The kind of man people respected without asking why. For a second, my heart twisted. I thought they were father and daughter. Me and my grandfather flashed through my mind. How we used to step out of places like that. How cars waited. How doors opened. Before I ruined everything. Then they reached the car. And he kissed her. Not a quick peck. Not something innocent. A slow kiss. Reality hit hard.

Never mind whatever my mark meant. But 'seeing through this day' unfortunately included kissing the damn man. I knew I couldn't run away from this with all the pairs of eyes trained on us, so I did the only thing I could do at the moment and it was to curse. "Shit." The moment his mouth met mine, I wanted to gag. It was the coldest kiss I had ever received in my life. I had received kisses before in the form of my ex in high school, in college and the last one in the place I used to work at. Though they didn't look as godly as this man was, I should say they kiss better than him.