1. 151 Reasons


    Date: 8/27/2017, Categories: Seduction, Author: WannabeWordsmith, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    warm water raining from her tidy thatch and splashing my face as she gripped the shower screen and came with a gasp. I knelt there watching her body twitch, gradually regaining her composure. She sucked in a deep breath and smiled. Turns out she was full of kinky ideas. "Ever had a woman pee on you before?" "Nope." "I'm kinda desperate after that orgasm and the booze. Would you…?" I was surprised, but far be it for me to disappoint. "Where would you like me?" "You're fine as you are." She spread her juicy slit and bent her knees, aiming at my chest. Even under the warmth of the shower, her clear stream was hot as it splashed against my pecs, ran through my pubic hair and drained away, spiralling with the shower water. It felt dirty, but kind of thrilling. I'd been drowned in female ejaculate more times than I dared count, but pee wasn't something I'd ever considered before. And she certainly looked like it did something to her internal circuitry, her mouth falling open. After her flow dribbled to a stop, we ended up groping and soaping one another to a frenzy, her lathered hand jacking my shaft until I was rock hard again. She turned around and begged me to fuck her arse once more as the water cascaded off her shoulders, dappling my chest while we bucked as one. Utterly depraved, I loved it. I swirled the cappuccino and smiled at Alina for the twentieth time. Poor girl couldn't get enough of my charms. A bit like Laura in that regard. Against my better judgement I'd taken a ...
    contract at an upstart to spec their IT infrastructure. The CEO seemed fairly switched on and they were offering ludicrous money to get it done quickly ready for launch. Fifteen grand. Three weeks' work for my crew. 'Vulture capitalists', as I call them, had swooped and injected more money than sense into the business in exchange for varying chunks of the post-launch pie. But what sealed the deal for me was Laura. A late 30s brunette with big tastes and bigger tits, she exuded status. Her hair dusted the shoulders of a killer body for her age, with only faint signs of wear around the edges, and intense emerald eyes behind designer glasses. At the initial negotiation meeting she breezed into the boardroom in a charcoal pencil skirt and aqua blouse. I could hardly wrench my eyes off her as she glided around the table to sit opposite me, taking notes with a curious air of demure confidence, occasionally sliding the tip of her pen between lightly glossed lips. Clearly she had influence over who was appointed, though I couldn't tell if she liked me. I tried not to stare, but she was magnetic. Powerful. Maybe it was the challenge of attaining the unattainable older woman, but I knew at that moment I had to have her. Over the contract period we saw a lot of one another professionally. She had a Southern twang to her voice, more Home Counties than the grating London drawl. Maybe Surrey or Sussex. Yet I found her hot/cold nature baffling. She could be cheeky and playful one minute, ...
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