Chapter 5

I opened my eyes and looked down. I was so swollen and wet from this unexplainable intensity of pain and pleasure. As I thrust myself with my right fingers, my left hand moved inside my thighs and reached for my clit, rubbing it and drawing imaginary circles around it.

"Oh, shit. This is so good," I whispered, closing my eyes.

What the hell was I thinking again? I was fantasizing about my father. He's my father! However, he was too attractive to bear any resemblance. He's 33, yet he resembled a 20-year-old version of Eros.

"Honey, fuck me now! I want your cock inside me!"

As I leaned against the wall, I rubbed and thrust myself more rapidly, listening to their curses, roars, and whimpers until the woman screamed her orgasm.

I bit my lips to suppress myself from moaning, but still, a tiny sound escaped from my mouth when my orgasm hit the shit out of me. Oh, my God. This was the best orgasm I've had so far.

I stood up with my legs still wobbly and climbed into bed. I was too weak to pu