[R18] My father is a pervert – “My Father Is a Pervert” Chapter 97 [English]

Chapter 93 The Countess’ Hospitality

After leaving the palace, my daily life is very fulfilling. I can spend leisurely time with Godiva, study medicine, beauty, and various delicacies with her.Godiva was amazed by many of the ideas I came up with.Godiva would also hold some parties and invite less disgusting nobles to have fun.And on nights when there was no banquet, she always arranged various programs – she was indeed a scandal-ridden widow, supporting many vaudeville performers, and there were always some fresh tricks to entertain her.

In this kind of life, time flies so fast, and more than ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.As my menstrual period ended, the problem of sex pills that continued to bother me came back.

The first few days were okay, I didn’t feel strong, and I was guarding Godiva, so I naturally had enough medicine and medicated baths to suppress it.But as the feeling increases day by day, the suppressive effect of the drug becomes worse and worse.I was too embarrassed to ask Godiva to ask for another silver box, so I could only suppress it secretly.Seeing that I was about to reach the peak of lust, I couldn’t even sleep well.Come to think of it, I haven’t been touched for more than half a month, and the hunger and thirst in my body became even more intense. On the last night, I climaxed independently in my sleep, soaking the sheets all over.

I was really depressed. The next day, I felt very lethargic and couldn’t do anything to cheer myself up. The coolness in my inner acupuncture points made me feel crazy.Godiva noticed something strange about me, and she also knew the reason. At this time, persuasion was useless, so she tried her best to arrange all kinds of new things, hoping to distract me.

In the evening, we had dinner and lounged lazily in a Middle Eastern-style atrium to enjoy the cool air.Godiva ordered someone to bring precious wine. The two of us, dressed in light gauze, reclined on the gorgeous cushions and brocade carpets, drinking wine and watching the entertainers playing music and dancing by the pool.The daylight faded little by little, the surrounding lamp holders were lit, and the air was filled with the mysterious smell of spices.Under the dim firelight, four fit and dark-skinned men walked up. They were all bare-chested and wearing gorgeous jewelry. To the accompaniment of music, they performed a knife dance in pairs.

The abnormality in my body made me irritable, so I drank glass after glass of wine. By this time, I was already drunk, my cheeks were bright red, my eyes were blurred, and the sounds around me seemed far away from me.In the dim light, I watched the knife dance by the pool, and saw the man’s majestic body turning and leaping, the muscles tightening with the movement, and the luster sliding on the healthy skin. I only felt that there was a fire flowing and urging in my body.My body twisted unconsciously on the soft cushion, and my hands touched my delicate body, sliding slowly in an attempt to gain comfort.

In my hazy consciousness, I felt that my hands suddenly became very powerful, as if they were possessed by member magic, and they were roaming all over my body.How…how could it be…are my hands so big and so hot…well…the breasts on both sides have been grabbed and are being rubbed back and forth, but why, I can also feel the caress on my waist and thighs…

I tried hard to open my eyes wide, but my eyes seemed to be covered with a veil, and it was dark and unclear.I seemed to see several hazy shadows surrounding me, and many hands reaching towards me and scratching at my body.

Um…I…am I having an erotic dream again?It feels so comfortable to be touched, my body, my body is going to melt…

There was a shadow behind me. His hands covered my soft breasts and squeezed them. His fingers continued to tease the sensitive breasts. The heat penetrated the gauze and ironed my skin.There were also several shadows surrounding me, caressing me from my cheeks to my white little hands and feet. I couldn’t help but gasp and moan, and the delicate voice stirred up the surge of lust. Those shadows seemed to be encouraged, and they came closer and began to kiss my body.Many tongues were sliding around my body, violating and teasing me through my gauze. Both of my nipples were held in their mouths and stimulated, and my body was not spared. Even my fingers and toes were licked by warm mouths.I was made unbearable, twisting and panting until I felt someone holding my chin, and hot air sprayed on my cheek. I suddenly woke up, whimpered, turned my head away, and avoided the kiss that was about to capture my lips, and the lips and tongue fell on my cheek.

No… it’s not a dream… he… he is… to me…

I panicked and began to try to resist. However, under the influence of drunkenness, my whole body was limp and without any strength. Moreover, the lust that had been suffering for a long time was now nourished, and I refused to give up this taste easily.Although I kept shouting and resisting in my heart, my body was no longer under control, twisting and arching to meet the hands, lips and tongues that violated me.This contradiction almost tore me apart, my moans were slowly filled with sobs, and tears fell from the corners of my eyes.

“Tangtang, why are you crying?” In my ears, I thought of a gentle female voice, low-alcohol and intoxicating: “Don’t be afraid, they won’t hurt you, they will only make you happy… You need this now, don’t you?”

The woman’s delicate and soft hands touched my face and wiped away my tears. I seemed to be grabbing the last straw before sinking, sobbing and begging: “No…I won’t…let them all go away…I don’t want…”

“They are all skilled people and will give you the highest level of happiness…Tangtang, relax, relying on suppression to resist the medicine in your body will not work at all. You will only be suffering in vain. Let them give it to you, and you will not feel uncomfortable…”

I know, I know it’s impossible to suppress…but…but I…

Yes, I am not a virgin… The promiscuous life I experienced in my previous life is simply unimaginable to countless people.However, those were not my active choices. I was trapped in that dirty circle. I did those things in order to survive, for profit, and to climb up. The more I did, the more I gave up on myself, lowered my bottom line, and finally immersed myself completely in that corruption.During that period of life, what I gained was the envy of many people, but none of them knew that what I lost was far more and more important than what I gained.

It is precisely because of that unbearable memory that I know very well how ugly those sexual intercourses with random people, which have no emotion and are just for fun or some purpose, are.When the body settles down from the joy, all that remains in my consciousness is despair, self-loathing, and desolation. Those feelings clearly remind me that I have completely lost hope in life. No, I am not even a life. I am just a piece of rotten meat. I have given up the dignity of existence and let those people do whatever they want to me…

I am reborn now. I am no longer the hopeless me. I can’t repeat the same mistakes again, and I can’t let my heart rot again… Maybe I call this hypocrisy. I have obviously had an affair with Uther, Goya, and Leon, but they are different from those people… They are not loveless objects of promiscuity, and they will not make me feel self-loathing after I wake up. They will only be good to me. I know, I know…

“Oh…no…I can’t…” In the midst of those hot touches and kisses, I started to cry, crying so delicately and endearingly: “Save me…wuwu…daddy…brother…save me…I don’t want…don’t…”