Fun in the Sun - Sex Stories

Fun in the Sun

... the ocean. It didn't feel right to just let go in my bathing suit, but I just relaxed and let the warm feeling flow into my bikini. I looked down at Tina's wide-eyed look of surprise. I was pissing. I was pissing in her mouth. She gulped to keep up with the flow. A little was dribbling down her cheeks. &#034Are you okay?&#034 I asked. One blink. &#034It's not too fast is it?&#034 One blink and then she closed her eyes, still gulping to keep up with the flow. I pulled her hair out of the way as best I could. As good as it feels to pee in the water, there was no comparison to the feeling of peeing in someone's mouth. The utter decadence, combined with the feeling of overwhelming power was so strong I could swim in it. I was in heaven. &#034Oh Tina,&#034 I moaned as my flow ebbed. Too early, I squeezed out the remaining drops. I would have given anything; I would have even given back the suit or the keys in order to go just a minute more. I opened my eyes and remembered where I was. The two women were gone, but they left the suit and keys as promised. I groaned and got off of Tina and helped her stand. She stood there, covering her nakedness with her hands, not speaking, and looking at her wiggling toes. I put on her bathing suit. The padding top looked silly on my chest, but it would do. I picked up the keys and headed for the door. &#034Wait. What about me?&#034 Tina asked in a frightened tone. &#034I'm just going to get the car. I'll drive up here and you can jump in the car ...

... without being seen. Hey, use some toilet paper and make yourself something to wear.&#034 I ran to get the car. The black asphalt was blazing hot without sandals. I unlocked it and wound down the windows, before driving back to pick up Tina. I saw her peeking out the bathroom door, when I pulled up. I reached over and opened the door. She emerged from the bathroom in an outfit composed entirely of toilet paper she had wrapped around herself. I was impressed with her ingenuity. At least until she began to unravel as she ran to the car. By the time Tina jumped in the car, she was holding the toilet paper against her body with her hands. &#034Here, let me help.&#034 I pretended to help; looping the toilet paper back on her tiny breasts and watching it fall back down again. &#034Poor thing, you don't have enough up there to hold it up.&#034 She turned a bright red and covered her nipples up with her hands. I drove her home, enjoying the leering stares of other drivers and Tina's discomfort. I noticed the tears welling in her eyes and it made me feel guilty I had taken such pleasure at her expense. &#034Laurel ah- you're not going to tell anyone are you,&#034 she asked. &#034Of course not,&#034 I said. &#034We'll forget it ever happened if you want to.&#034 &#034I would like that.&#034 &#034Then that's what we'll do.&#034 I wasn't able to forget though. After we got home, Tina put some clothes on and never talked about the incident, but it had marked her, just as it had marked me. ...