1. Love At First Piss - Part 1


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

    powerful jet of hot yellow liquid shot from the tip of Gary’s penis hitting the wall with force before cascading to the ground in a golden waterfall. The faint hissing grew louder as his stream intensified and Gary’s groans of pleasure could be heard above the muffled music of the bar and the chatter of pedestrians on the street. “Oh fuck that’s good,” he cried. Pointing his cock higher, he arced his stream through the air and moving it around to soak a larger area of the wall. His piss seemed to go on forever. Gallons of steaming liquid poured down the breezeblocks and pooled beneath his feet. It ran in a wide stream across the tarmacked delivery bay and headed onwards towards the street. I couldn’t take my eyes off it, any of it; the spurting cock, the soaked wall, the growing puddle on the ground. My cunt muscles twitched mercilessly and the urge to fuck became too strong to resist. Yanking my lycra mini skirt up over my thighs, I hastily pulled down the flimsy thong covering my slit. My clit was burning, tingling, begging to be rubbed. I was close to orgasm. How was that possible? My heart pounded fit to burst as my fingers went to work, catapulting me towards a rapidly approaching orgasm. I was as horny as hell but couldn’t pinpoint why. Was it Gary’s wild abandon and his willingness to pee in public? Was it his close proximity, the fact that I could see every drop of urine that emerged from his cock? Was it the pungent smell or the taste of his urine in the air? ...
    Perhaps it was the look of sheer pleasure on his face, the unashamed gratification he was getting from peeing in front of me. Whatever it was the effect upon me was monumental. My orgasm hit me like a freight train. Knees buckling, I crumpled to the ground as the electrifying waves of my uncontrollable muscle spasms rendered me helpless. I shoved my already wet fingers deep inside my snatch, shuddering as my hole snapped shut around them. No sound issued from me other than an animalistic grunting and panting breaths as my orgasm took hold. It seemed to last forever, wave after wave of paralysing spasms which gave way to euphoric serenity. Sitting back on my heels, I leaned against the wall as my orgasm subsided. My heart pounded, my breathing was laboured and beads of salty sweat trickled off my upper lip into my mouth. What the fuck just happened? Gary’s piss trickled to a halt. He shook his cock dry and repositioned his shorts before giving me a look of pure satisfaction. “Well,” he said, “that does turn you on, doesn’t it.” “I guess it does,” I stammered. Unable to catch my breath, I was flummoxed by my own bizarre actions. I’d watched men pee before, always found it a bit of a turn on, but I’d never been brought to orgasm by the sight of a peeing cock before. That was a first. Smiling, as always, Gary helped me to my feet and for the first time I took notice of the person attached to the penis. He had a very likable face and was far more handsome than I’d originally thought. ...
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