ANGELICA THE PLAYTOY

BEYOND THE THRESHOLD

As time went on It became a ritual for me to wait until only Richie and I were at home before I decided to take my bath. I made a point of letting him know I was going to do so by moving around the living room in my towel, ensuring he acknowledged that he had heard me. I would then take as long as possible, carefully calculating how much time I had before the others returned.

I would fondle my already too big breasts, pulling and squeezing my n*****s hard, I'd lean on the wall with legs spread and torso pushed forward while I play with my p***y like my life depended on it. While doing this, I would cunningly look at the crack in the bathroom door and sure enough, my cousin; Richie would be there playing with his Joystick, breathing hard and drooling like a dog about to get a big, fat juicy bone. I would prolong the scene for as long as I could just so I could watch him play with his member. I had an insane desire to touch it, to feel it and be intimate with its true nature.

Up until now I had no idea what it was. Although being of age to live alone my aunt used all her power to restrict me from the outside world, no cell phone, no outings, just sitting ant home and doing house chores. I barely even finished secondary school so no one could blame me for not knowing what was that stuff between Richie's legs that was driving me crazy.

On one of those days when we would play our little game out, by this time I knew he knew I was aware he was watching me so I I had even stopped closing the door. we were the only ones at home as usual and from the way things looked, it would take at least another two hours before any other member of our household joined us. I was having my usual bath session and my cousin was watching and wanking as usual, moaning loudly now as we had grown beyond all pretences and acknowledged the view of each other's body.

I was also moaning as we watched each other, staring deep into each other's eyes from across the threshold of the open bathroom door. I noticed that my cousin had rubbed a substance on his Joystick; probably lotion, and the movement of his hands up and down of it was slicker and faster. I had progressed from just touching my p***y to dipping my fingers inside my slit to feel the constant warmth and throbbing of that area. I had also noticed that there was a small pointy mold, like a button of flesh just upwards of where I usually urinate from that was extra sensitive. Touching that small button like mould was enough to send the electricity through me at any time, place or day and I indulged, it felt like it was connected to the most sensitive part of my brain.

During bath sessions when I knew Richie was watching, I would touch every part of my body, every part of my p***y, rub the crevice between the flap that covered the slit and then move up to touch that knob of supersensitive flesh that made my thighs shake. I would moan uncontrollably from the deepest oarts of my larynx as the sensation took over me like I was under a spell and I await the final release that made that thick whitish substance flow out of me with great anticipation.

Even in my pleasure and excitement, I still watched my Richie and the antics he was playing with his Joystick. I noticed that the stuff had grown much much longer and stiffer and hard several veins standing out from the sides, it was so huge, longer than my palm, longer than an average candle. His eyes were glued to my open legs as he watched me rub the button gently them slowly increase my speed as the pleasure got more intense.

My n*****s felt like they would detach from my bodyas I pulled hard on them. The feeling was was painful but still pleasurable at the same time.