ANGELICA THE PLAYTOY

GILDED GRIME

I started feeling the onset of the electricity when I noticed that his pressure and pull on his stuff had increased and he was pulling very fast as his mouth hung open and guttural sounds escaped his throat.as he pulled harder the two sacks unders his stuff slapped on his thick muscular thighs, the sound making me more needy.

As the electricity hit me and I shook with it, I noticed a white gooey substance fly out of James Joystick. The force of it was so much and sharp that the first jet landed splashed all over my chest and face, some even landing on my lips, while the rest on the bathroom floor. Richie's moan was like a goat or a lamb being lead to the slaughter, his muscular body shoke and quivered as his eyes dilated from relaxation. I initially felt he was in pain until I saw the blissful expression on his face and realised that he enjoyed what he just did.

He winked and smirked at me before leaving and heading back to the living room to sit and continue watching his movie. Alone and still in the bath, I looked at the thick gooey slime that had flown out of James Joystick and something, I don’t know why kept urging me to taste it. I was initially revolted but was ultimately overcome by curiosity making me to tentatively lick my lips; scooping a tongue full into my mouth. It tasted salty and felt warm to my tongue. I then used my finger to scoop from the blobs on my breast and put the finger in my mouth.. I swirled it round in my mouth and unconsciously began scooping the remaining blobs and licking them from my fingers making sure to savour each taste before swallowing.

After consuming all the ones on my body, I looked down at the ones on the bathroom floor longingly for them but I knew that I couldn’t bring myself to scoop them up to lick. I felt sorry to see it go to waste. That was how I became hooked on male semen even without knowing the name for it or the name for where it came from. I only knew that it was a taste I would not want to stop experiencing, a taste that made my throat tingly, a taste that was a reward for the good experience I gave Richie.

We had taken the ritual to the next level by that act and from then on I would eagerly await the thick sticky substance spurting out of his Joystick to splatter on my body so that I could lick it off. i think I must have unknownly broken my hymen by this time as I had experiment with all sorts of items in my p***y in order to heighten the pleasure I was getting from my self pleasure. I had used all manner of stuff to insert into myself from my auntie’s hairbrush handle, to a used candle, to cucumbers and I even used the remote when I discovered that the further inside me an object was, the more the pleasure for me and that was all I wanted during those times.

I always did this in the bathroom or in the privacy of my store room bedroom very late at night or when I was alone at home. Richie and I stopped any pretence of ignorance like we didn't know what we were up to with each other. When we were alone we'd ignore everything and continue our daily ritual. He had progressed from just wanking and spilling c*m on my body while I was bathing to feeling my buttocks and pinching my breasts whenever we were home alone. As I sat on the toilet seat, my legs spread open and I played with my p***y, he'd slowly approach me as he wanked and gently grope my breasts, he'd squeeze on them and pinch my n*****s. Sometimes he'd go as far as spitting in my breasts, it felt humiliating but good. His hands were strong and hard since he worked out a lot but to me that pain was more of pleasure and I desired more of it.