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South by Key West (The Peequel to the Golden Series)
Date: 8/10/2016, Categories: Fetish, Author: MrNiceguy888, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories
sex.” By the time we got to the street the rain had not only started, it was pouring down. We decide to run for it, but we made no more than a block or two before deciding we were too drunk to run any further, and besides, we were already soaked. The rain was coming down so hard and Key West is so flat, that by the time we got to our apartment even the raised sidewalks were under a few inches of water. We’d forgotten our keys, so we had to climb up and get in through the back of our apartment. There was a tree that we used to climb to reach a lower roof top at the back, where a door led to the bathroom of our apartment. The layout of our place was a little weird: our kitchen led to the bathroom, and the bathroom opened up to the first floor rooftop at the back, which doubled for us as a patio. So the patio access wasn’t really ideal or without the occasional interruption. On this night though, entry to the bathroom was good. Not only could we hang our wet things up on the shower curtain, but after a night out drinking I really needed to piss. We stumbled inside drenched and making out. I pressed Chelsea up against the wall and we began pulling one another’s clothes off as we kissed. As much as I wanted to turn her around and fuck her against the wall, the beer we drank had caught up with me and I desperately needed to pee. “Hold on Chelsea,” I said interrupting things. “I gotta piss first before I bust.” “No problem,” Chelsea said as she turned, quickly giving me a shove ... away from the toilet. “So do I.” Giggling hysterically Chelsea whipped down her panties and plopped herself down on to the toilet seat before I could get there. “Hey!” I protested. “Ladies first, you’ll just have to wait your turn,” she laughed. Except for the dress that was bunched around her waist, Chelsea was naked as she sat there tinkling. She was wearing a great big grin on her face though, obviously quite amused to make me suffer. I peeled off my clothes and stepped in front of Chelsea. Leveling my rigid cock at her I threatened, “Maybe I’ll just go as if you’re not even there.” Laughing she said, “Don’t you dare!” Then dangerously Chelsea called my bluff and took my cock in her mouth while she peed. If I weren’t so hard I doubt I could have held it. Finally Chelsea finished peeing and I’ve never been so happy to pull my cock from a girl’s mouth. Rushing Chelsea off the seat, I leaned forward bracing myself against the wall with one hand while my other hand tried pushing my cock down toward the bowl. Bending my dick downward like that though, I could barely manage a trickle. After so many beers it was also a challenge to hold my balance in that position too. When I’d slightly relax the angle of my cock I did manage to fire a few uncontrolled bursts, but none that managed to hit the target. I was making a bit of mess. Since close proximity wasn’t working, I took a couple of steps back to try from three point land. With my back against the wall I let my cock point upward in ...