1. Love At First Piss - Part 2


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: naughtybessparker, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    knew he was different. Did you let him stay the night? You know, snuggles after sex?” “Might have,” I shrugged. “Ah-ha, you did! I knew it!” “Shut-up, and get off me!” I giggled as Oz started tickling me. He didn’t stop and I dropped to the floor in a convulsing heap. “Get off! Don’t… Oz, fuck off! You know I don’t fucking like it!” I didn’t notice my tall auburn-haired lover sauntering towards me until his face appeared above me, all smiles. “Um, am I interrupting something?” “No Gary, I’m just attacking Tam. It’s a nightly ritual. She loves it,” “I fucking don’t! Piss off!” “Jake done with you then?” Oz chirped as he slapped my backside, hard. “Yep, I think so,” Gary nodded, giving me a quizzical look. I squirmed away from Oz and slapped his arm. “She’s ticklish,” Oz laughed, as if that needed pointing out. “Knowing that can be very useful sometimes. She drops to the floor like a sack of spuds if you get her in the right place.” I took a swing at Oz’s head, unleashing a right hook which he nimbly dodged. “Missed me,” he grinned. “One day…” I threatened, pointing a finger at him. “Never,” he grinned. “We need more beers Tam. Back in a sec. I’ll leave you two love birds alone.” “Oz!” My Australian colleague stuck his tongue out at me and scurried away, giggling childishly. “Sorry about that,” I grimaced, turning to Gary. “That’s ok, I think. Do you two always act like that?” he asked with a note of confusion. “Me and Oz? Yeah. It’s a game. He’s great.” Gary lowered his ...
    voice, “and you and I, are we great? You’d gone when I woke this morning.” “Yeah, early start at the cafe. We’re good. I’m just a bit tired today,” I glanced around furtively “…and a bit sore.” Gary’s grin grew wider. “Sorry about that. Bloody thing wouldn’t go soft.” He moved closer. “Shame really. We didn’t get to do, you know, other things.” Other things - no, we hadn’t done that . Gary had introduced me to the erotic pleasures of urolagnia but the further experimentation he’d promised hadn’t materialised. Our night together had been spent indulging in penetrative sex that had lasted so long nothing else had got a look in. We’d fucked each other senseless, bashing the bed against the wall as we thrashed around, sweating and panting like dogs. That thick cock of Gary’s had remained firmly embedded inside me until we’d finally given in to exhaustion and collapsed in a tangled heap on top of my sweat drenched sheets. After that we’d both slept soundly…with Gary’s arms wrapped around me. So the other things hadn’t happened. Shame, I wanted to experience more of that. The idea of letting Gary pee on me got me aroused every time I thought of it. I wanted to know what it felt like to have him urinate on my naked flesh, to feel the warm wetness covering my skin, smell the odour and taste the bitter tang in the air. Physical sensations aside the emotional pleasure I’d derive from sharing such an intimate act drove me absolutely wild. Urination, for me, had always been a private act done ...
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