Just a taste...

“Just one taste... one small taste and you leave me alone for a week... no dreams... no taking control... no whispering in my ear.” You bargain hard... thinking that in a week to can find some way to protect yourself from the ghost.

“Damn your no fun at all...” Queeny snorts hotly, making you thing that your indeed doing the right thing here. “Okay... okay its a deal, but I'll still be here if you want to talk.”

“Damn that's creepy Queeny... to think your just hovering around watching everything I do or say.” You complain as you reach back rubbing your finger in that thick greasy feeling cum. Wincing as you lift it to your face, at once assaulted by the bleach like scent of it. Slowly you stick out your tongue, placing that cum covered finger on your tongue. The look of disgust on your face melting away... its really not that bad the taste isn't really unpleasant. Its salty and kind of reminds of you raw green beans, without even realizing it you wrap your lips around that finger sucking all the cum off. Even as a powerful shiver races down your spine, you can hear Queeny moaning and panting heavily in your ear.

“Well if my watching bothers you... I could go watch someone else. Maybe that roommate of yours he looks kind of fun. All you'd need do to is give me another quick taste...”

“Well... well... okay maybe just one more taste... but then you leave me along... No watching!” Without waiting for Queeny to answer, you gather up a thick glob onto your finger tip. Crapping it into your mouth like it's candy, as once again a shiver of pleasure runs through you.

“Ammm alright one week No watching... No dreams or take over... Thanks for that taste sweety.” A cold shiver pass's over you, and suddenly you feel that you are at last alone. Going into the bathroom, you turn on the shower... standing there waiting for the water to get hot. You can't resist scooping up more of that thick spunk, licking it out of the palm of your hand. As wave after wave of pleasure runs through you, by the time you step into the shower there is very little to wash off. Still you stand under the hot running water, feeling intensely aroused but also utterly disgusted with what you've done.