Driving Lesson

By Cupido

The young couple. The first time. A naughty flirt. The secret, forbidden meeting. The young student and his teacher. The older gentleman and the innocent virgin. You, me and a friend. This is a collection of erotic short stories from Cupido. The collection contains following short stories:"She had a secret that none of her friends and not even her diary were to be parry to, a quirky attraction to this fat, middle aged old man..." - Count to a Hundred by Lea Nymarker "She was lost in her own thoughts in the study hall, and didn't notice the professor coming in and sitting down in the same row as her." - Professor X by Elina 74, Oslo "Karen, the wife on the neighbouring farm, didn't have a driving licence, and even though he was only seventeen, he'd be happy to help her practice driving." - Driving Lesson by Lars Knaus, Østfold -

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cupido
• Release date: Oct 28, 2020
• ISBN: 9788726350685

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Driving Licence

Driving Licence

Original title:

Tell til hundre. Professor X. Kjøretime.

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ISBN: 9788726350685

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Count to a Hundred

By Lea Nymarker

May I?

Sara thought for a second, then stood up and followed the older man onto the dance floor. She couldn’t help but notice the looks from her friends when he immediately pushed his body up against hers and started pulling on the hem of her skirt with his small, fat hand.

Their faces were absolutely baffled that Sarah didn’t immediately hit the no-button as soon as the old git got anywhere close to their table.

The grip around her tightened, and after a little while, one of his hands started to circumnavigate her back until it located one of the soft mounds of this new, unexplored territory: a young woman’s firm, soft breast. He felt an unexpected joy when the small rosebud in the middle immediately stiffened and stroked it slowly with his middle finger. He felt almost lyrical when the girl didn’t pull away from his body and his groping hands immediately. Usually, they’ve pulled away in anger at this point. At least, that’s what happens in