1. Love At First Piss - Part 1


    Date: 8/15/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: naughtybessparker, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    after that. My days started at 6.00am with a waitressing job that ended at around 2.00pm. I then rested before transforming myself into a bar maid from 8.00pm to whenever the bar closed down for the night. It was hard going and the wages were poor but the work was easy. I earned enough to live on, put a bit aside, and absolutely loved living in Cyrus. The country was beautiful, its population friendly, and the climate divine. Life in Britain had been miserable for me so moving to Cyprus was heaven. Life abroad wasn’t all work either. I was entitled to one day off per week and had gradually swapped my shifts around until my day off at the café and the bar coincided. I spent most of my precious free time sunbathing and reading, but not all of it. I also made the most of the perks on offer in a resort teaming with young men whose sole mission was to shag as many women as they could during their seven days of holiday freedom. I’d never had much success with men in Britain but in Cyprus I sampled cock at least twice a week at the close of my bar shift and always on my day off. Gary looked like being my latest conquest and as I wasn’t working, I had the whole night available to do whatever I wanted with him. He was going to get his brains fucked out! I took another look at my red-haired admirer. He wasn’t ideal, not really my type, but he was decent enough one-night-stand material - plenty of energy and a huge cock. I couldn’t help staring at the hot bulge straining against his ...
    shorts. It really was something. The amount of alcohol Gary had consumed bothered me. I didn’t care if he couldn’t remember who I was after he’d shagged me but I didn’t want him passing out in the middle of sex or worse, throwing up. I’d had that happen and I’d sworn it would never happen again. I’d have to steer Gary onto water. It shouldn’t be too difficult. That cock…I reached out to touch it. I couldn’t resist. I ran my fingers along its length. It was very hard, ready for action, and was both fat and long. That was a big cock, it would feel great. Who cared what it was attached to? Gary flinched and pushed my hand away. “You’re keen,” he said a little uncomfortably. I sniggered. “So,” Gary cleared his throat, “are you in here with friends?” “No.” “Oh. Ok. Do you come here often?” Oh dear, not that line. “Yes.” “Right. Do you want to talk to me?” he asked sounding a little confused. “No, not really.” Gary frowned. “Sex,” I purred leaning forwards, “I want sex.” “Oh, ok. With me?” “Yes.” “What now?” I touched his penis again, closing my fingers around it. “Something tells me you won’t turn me down.” Leaving my hand where it was, Gary grinned. “I think you’re right. What gave it away?” “Not sure,” I shrugged, feigning innocence. “Well Gary, I’m offering you casual sex, no strings. Do you want it?” Gary inhaled deeply. “Yes. No. Yes. Fuck! Ok, I like you, I do, but shouldn’t we get to know each other a bit before having sex?” Seriously? He didn’t look like the type to turn down ...
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