Lucy groaned in delight as she felt her internal muscles squeezing and releasing, her entire body shuddering with each powerful thrust. She was engaged in a fierce battle with her own arousal, desperate for release but also savoring every moment of anticipation. She could feel the heat building within her, the familiar ache growing stronger and more insistent with each passing second.
As her orgasm finally crested, Lucy let out a long, primal moan that echoed through the room. Her body tensed, every muscle standing at attention as the first spurt of messy cum exploded from her pussy, coating the head of her dildo and splattering against the wall behind it. She arched her back, lowering the dildo momentarily before forcefully driving it deeper inside her, seeking more intense sensations.
With each passing moment, Lucy's pussy continued to pulse and gush, spewing long, thick ropes of creamy cum onto the dildo. She watched in fascination as the rounded tip gradually disappeared under a thick layer of her own juices, her eyes wide with pleasure at the sight. As the climax began to subside, leaving her trembling and spent, Lucy slowly withdrew the dildo from her still-throbbing pussy.
Tentatively at first, she brought a trembling hand to her mouth and tasted the salty, slightly bitter nectar that coated her fingertips. It was an odd sensation, both foreign and yet oddly familiar, and she couldn't help but moan softly at the new wave of arousal that washed over her. Without another thought, Lucy plunged her hand back into her pussy, digging deep to scrape up every last drop of her creamy cum.
As she slowly brought her hand towards her mouth, she stared at the thick, stringy glob clinging to her fingers. The sight of her own cum was almost too much to bear, stirring up a fresh wave of desire deep within her. And yet, there was something undeniably erotic about the act of consuming her own creation, of tasting the essence of her own arousal.
Finally, Lucy take the no longer cum-filled fingers and place them in her mouth, beginning to slowly push her cum deeper into her throat. It took all of her concentration to keep from gagging, the intense sensations sending shivers down her spine. But she persevered, determined to taste every last drop of her own pleasure.
Gradually, she began to work her magic, using her tongue to tease and massage the cum as it slowly made its way down her throat. Despite the initial strangeness of the sensation, Lucy found herself growing more and more aroused by the act. She moaned softly around the fingers, the vibrations sending pulses of pleasure through her body.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Lucy swallowed the last of her cum, her mouth filling with the warm, slightly unpleasant taste. But even as her taste buds screamed in protest, she couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment and pride. She had tasted her own pleasure, and it was truly a unique and unforgettable experience.
With a contented sigh, Lucy pulled out the dildo and began to clean up the mess she had made. She swirled her tongue around the head of the dildo, sucking up every last drop of cum and spit. Then, with a mischievous grin, she leaned over to the mirror and ran her tongue along the inside of her cheek, catching a glimpse of her own cum reflecting back at her.
