CHAPTER 13.8 – Erotic Euphoria

I find myself in the washroom, even when I didn't have to pee.

It is the middle of the night, everyone finally sleeping, with only silence surrounding me. And darkness, as I hadn't cared to switch the lights on.

One hand carefully caresses my face and places my hairs behind, as the other grips my neck. But my sinful mouth bites the index finger, reaching to my lips, making little crackle sounds, as I bite the index finger's tip, and close my eyes.

Tunnelling through darkness, I fall through a wall of thick water, which makes me breathless. And in no while, an Attear is the one choking me, making me breathless, and scratching one of its claw upon my teeth.

Gently and then roughly, it holds my hair all in one hand, and drags it behind me, making me take a deep breath. It brings its long face closer to mine, and licks my lips, leaving me unable to do anything.

Then it lets go of my hair, and my neck. And then brings both its palms around my neck and caresses downwards, slowly, leading to my breasts.

The hands feel to be upside down, but I ignore that feeling, as they finally reach into my bra and hold my longing breasts. Tighter, with rhythm, pressing my nipples, trying to make my breasts smaller with such force.

My legs quiver, as if to jiggle out my underwear, but fail to do so.

The movements go on for a while, a while until I can't control my cries. And as the Attear realises that, it stops and shuts my mouth with its hand.

The Attear's other hand moves towards my back and slowly makes its way downward. Its long middle finger touches into my buttcrack and reaches the bottom of my underwear, to remove it, and my legs happily move to allow it, though I almost lose my balance.

The Attear goes down to where I'm wet, and sniffs, while sitting down. And rather than helping me out, it pulls me downward and gives me a mouthful, to satisfy itself.

It feels like two of my fingers' width, and right as I feel that, it doubles in size, making my cheeks spread. I'm only left to lick and satisfy it, but no amount seems to help it reach its satisfaction.

It stops me and straightens my body, to sit the same way it had… with my legs spread open. It mercilessly and without consent, brings its four-finger-wide penis towards my vagina, and I clench my whole body. But luckily, as it goes in, it fits in me the exact length my opening could bear, without tearing apart.

The finger-like penis moves inside me so much, until it feels like it is the best thing ever been inside me. The rhythm so fast, that it never seems like it'd end, even if I died. To stop my cries, its hand holds my neck, to kill the cries right there.

As this pain imagined, reaches me into my pleasure, someone knocks away the Attear, and I fall into the breathless section of the water wall, again.

Hands grab me, as I reach my pleasure, and those hands lead me to lips, which kiss me, giving me more pleasure than the pleasure I feel below.

In this euphoria, every part of the imagery becomes blurry and as the kisses stop, I look at the one kissing me. Aarush. And through this euphoria, my heartbeat gets louder, now filling the silence of the washroom, as I open my eyes.

Regret fills me, that I just wanted to finish, than feel everything, and was probably done in a little while. But the euphoria and my heart's beating stays, and say otherwise.

The next moment I get alert to make sure that no one had heard me somehow.

So dumb of me to do this when a child was right in the house. Damn, I sure have no right set of mind when it comes to this.

Then reality problems hit me, making my deep breaths and heart to settle and sink. As reality's horror could never be thrown about by any amount of erotic euphoria.