ANGELICA THE PLAYTOY

WHAT HE ASKS

One day, my aunt walked into my room and in her usual tone she spoke to me without even saying hi.

"We have a wedding to attend out of town but you won't be coming" she said.

I raised my head in shock as events were my only escape from this house "why" I ask her in a timid tome.

She looked at me with her hands folded and her eyes filled with disgusted sizing me from head to to as jf I wasn't fit to see the sunlight "poor Richie isn't feeling to well so you'll be staying to take care of him, just get him breakfast, make his bat water and do whatever he asks" she said then walked out.

'do what ever he asked' that word resounded in my ear in a pervy way. although I knew my aunt didn't mean it that way it still sat in my head like that.

Hours later after everyone had left and I was done with my house chores I went to Richie's room to check on him, he laid on the bed like a log of wood while wrapped in head Tonto with his duvet. I gently walked up to him and tapped him.

"Richie, Richie" I called out to him in a soft tone.

He gently revealed his handsome face from the blanket "where's everyone" he asked with a not so much sick but auspicious face.

"Oh they all went for the wedding" before those words could escape my mouth completely I felt his hand grab me as he pulled me on the bed and got in top of me, his grip was strong making my heart race like a million miles per hour.

Breathing heavily I asked in confusing "I thought you were ill"

A mischievous smile grew on his face "oh I'm perfectly fine baby girl" he said as he drank my appearance in with his eyes "I just needed more private time with you cause today I'm going to be teaching you a lot"

Goosebumps wrapped my skin as I thoughts about what was coming next flooded my mind, I was beginning to feel guilty for getting involved with my cousin. A few days ago I had watched a seminar on TV from the corridor while others were in the library room and in the seminar they explained that what we were doing was incest and it was a sin; I didn't want to go to hell cause of Richie, so I turned my face from his and broke his heart.

"I'm sorry Richie but I don't want to do this anymore, it just feels wrong" I said feeling heart broken as I enjoyed our time playing together a lot.

Without hesitation he got of me; his smile changing to a frown, he walked up to the do and opened it signaling for me to leave without even saying a word. Hs reaction shocked me as I didn't expect him to be this cold. Yes I felt guilty but I didn't want to let go of the taste of that juicy thick liquid that always spurted out of his joystick.

He waited for a few minutes for me to leave but I wasn't, once he noticed I had changed my opinion he reluctantly closed the door and locked it.

"Take off your clothes" he instructed.

Without complaints I gently took of my dress and panties; I never wore a bra cause I didn't see a need for it because although my breasts were a size D large, they were still firm and standing.

Richie stared at me ferociously, like he was going to devour me, he drank in the lustful appearance of my body. 'lust' it was later I learnt that that look in Richie's eyes was lust. Gently he walked up to me, he rubbed his hand on my chest and cupped one of my breasts in it; his hand could barely wrap round it cause it was too large.

He looked me in the eyes as he gently lowered his head to my breast, he kissed my n*****s, sending me into a frenzy and making my body shudder.

The fun was just getting started.