TABOO:BATION — 50 SHADES OF FORBIDDEN SHORTS novel Chapter 13

ALWSD: LESSON DAY TWO: RUBBING CLITS

The house felt different today. The air radiating in the apartment seemed to echo with the memory of what had happened on the sofa last night.

I had tried to work, to concentrate, but every hour or less, I found myself hard. Again and again. Now, I was sitting in my room, staring at my laptop screen, but the words just blurred together. In my mind was a loop of Angel’s wide eyes and the feeling of her small, warm hands.

I heard the front door open and slam shut; I knew she was back from school. Usually, she’d shout a greeting, but today she was silent. Ten minutes later, there was a soft, hesitant knock on my bedroom door.

“Come in,” I said, as my heart was already starting to thud. 

Angel stepped inside. She had already changed out of her school uniform. Now, she was wearing a tiny pair of grey gym shorts and a tank top that was even shorter than the one from last night. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, exposing the soft curve of her neck.

“Daddy?” she whispered. “Can I come in?”

“Yes, dear,” I said, smiling slightly.

She stepped inside. “Daddy, is it time for the next part of the lesson? I couldn’t focus in class at all; I had been anticipating today’s lesson.”

I closed my laptop with a smile on my face. “Of course we can learn now. But that shouldn’t be a distraction to your work,” I stated.

“I couldn’t help it, Daddy,” she murmured. 1

“Sit down, Angel,” I said, gesturing to the edge of my bed. “Yesterday, you learned about me. Today, the lesson is about you.”

“Me?” she asked, as she started walking over to the bed to sit beside me.

“Yes. This is because, if you’re going to understand how a man reacts, you have to understand your own body first. You have to understand that you can feel that same ‘tense‘ feeling I felt… and gain your own

kind of reward.”

She sat on the edge of the mattress, her knees together, looking up at me with rapt attention. “You mean… girls have that too? But nothing stands up on me like it did on you.”

“It’s different for girls,” I said, standing up and walking toward her. “It’s hidden, honey, but that doesn’t mean it’s not there. It’s there.” I paused, bracing myself for what I wanted to say. Then I continued, “If you want to learn, you have to be completely open, Angel. No hidden parts. Just like me yesterday.” 1

“Okay, Daddy.”

“Good. Now, for a start, you have to strip for me, Angel. Let’s see what we’re working with.”

Surprisingly, she didn’t hesitate. She stood up and pulled the tank top over her head, tossing it onto my desk. Fuck. My eyes met that pair. Then, she slid the gym shorts down her legs. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Damn. My eyes roamed, working fast, taking mental images of the beautiful creature in front of me.

She stood there, completely naked in the afternoon sun filtering through the blinds. I swallowed hard, my chest hot.

“Lie back,” I commanded.

She did as she was told, propping herself up on her elbows. Then I sat on the edge of the bed next to her, starting my forbidden lecture.

“Every girl has a little bud,” I explained, rasping my words out. “It’s called the clit. It’s where all your nerves are. When you’re tense, unlike my dick, that’s what needs attention in you. Spread your legs, Angel.”

She did. Even from here, I could see the perfect, innocent, virgin mold.

“I want you to reach down, Angel, and touch it.”

She looked down at herself, her fingers trembling as she reached between her thighs. “Here?” she asked, and I saw her finger touch the hood.

Angel started to move her hand. She was clumsy at first, but as the pleasure started to hit her, her rhythm smoothed out. Her eyes fluttered shut, and her head fell back against my pillows. 1

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