1. Love At First Piss - Part 2


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

    him away. I could feel eyes upon us and glancing around I discovered Jake watching us, intently. “Oops! Don’t want to upset the boss,” winked Gary. “Catch you later.” He retreated backwards towards the bar, “keep hydrated!” “What was that about?” enquired Oz, as he returned with a crate of beer, dropping it down beside me. “What was what about?” “ Keep hydrated. Bit of a weird comment. Is he all there, your Gary?” “He’s probably had a bit too much sun today and he’s not my Gary, ok?” I smiled to myself. I guess it was a strange comment unless you knew what it meant. I did, and that knowledge sent tingles racing up and down my spine. My mind whirled. I couldn’t stop thinking about my Gary and what we might get up to later. I wanted a second night of sex with him. I wanted it badly. I needed to feel his cock inside me again, filling me, stroking me, rubbing my g-spot until my juices erupted and my orgasm shook me. Then again, why wait? Maybe I should just fuck him at work? Drag him outside when no-one was looking, strip him of his trousers and take his penis into my mouth. I’d suck that swollen head until I felt it pulsate and shoot its load of hot cream straight down my throat. Maybe I should do both? Fuck him at work and take him home…again. One thing was for certain, Gary would be up for it. He’d managed multiple ejaculations the previous night so should be able to provide the same again given the right stimulation. And then there were the other things . I longed for that ...
    too. Perhaps I shouldn’t worry about keeping him hard, maybe I should discourage it. A flaccid penis would provide me with intimate pleasures of a nature I’d yet to experience. I wanted to become familiar with that, and soon. A warm shiver ran through me as I pictured Gary’s deflated cock shooting out a gushing spray of steaming piss all over my tits and face. I imagined the liquid filling my mouth; the bitter taste, the warmth… oh yes …I could close my mouth around that cock whilst he was still peeing, swallow back his amber stream before… An ear-splitting smash brought me crashing back to reality. “Tam? Tam! Watch what you’re doing!” “Shit! Bollocks! I’ll clear that up!” I stammered, realising I’d overfilled my fridge and sent two beer bottles careering to the floor. “Sorry Oz, I was miles away.” “I can see that. Careful, don’t cut yourself. What’s up with you tonight?” “I’m fine. I’m just a bit clumsy. Tiredness I guess.” I quickly pulled myself together, cleared up my mess and set about my work. The bar was already filling up and soon it would be heaving, it always was. The bar I worked in was one of the biggest in the resort and easily the most popular, especially on flight days. Everyone wanted a good drinking session before they flew back to the realities of home, whilst new arrivals were eager to start partying as soon as possible. We catered for both with special offers for first timers and discounted double shots for those about to depart. That night was busier than ...
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