Tabitha: The sunlight escaping through the curtains burned my eyes. I scoffed, not wanting to get myself out of bed. Not my bed, my godfather’s bed. And then the activities of yesterday sent me flushing. Every touch and stroke was clear in my memory. I lay there, my thighs feeling warm and sticky, as the memories from last night came flooding in. My moans and his grunts, skin against skin, the heat of yesterday night. What the hell was i thinking fucking my godfather. But how was this supposed to make sense to me? To anyone even? My godfather gave me the best sex of my life. I doubted if I’ve ever moaned that load in my entire years of life. I didn’t know I could be pleased in the way I was last night. How was he that good? But I let him, I let him fuck me real good and I knew I was supposed to feel guilty but there was no guilt in my heart. It felt good and I wasn’t able to dispute it. I buried my face in my palms, it was the only thing I could think about. I tried shrugging
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