A Back Rub For Julia Ch. 09 - Sex Stories

A Back Rub For Julia Ch. 09

... odd angle, and spread themselves that way, unless they had a willing audience. "Oh god, that feels amazing." Julia practically purred with satisfaction. Apparently, Jack wasn't the only one who had to pee after drinking. The stream increased in intensity, so much so that it resembled a man's. She moaned softly, and adjusted her hips so that the stream hit Jack's leg just below the knee. Her pee was very hot. It was much warmer than he would have guessed. Surprisingly, he did not feel disgusted by the fact that his super hot cousin was pissing on his leg. In fact, he was really turned on by her shameless display. He had always gotten a little tingly in his nether regions when he thought about the sound that his sister's pee made in the toilet, while he was in the shower. The beginning of this fascination seemed to coincide with the time that his family had went camping, and he held onto Katie's hands while she peed, so her naked bottom wouldn't touch the ground. He had a raging erection by the time she had finished. He grudgingly admitted, to himself, that his mind would occasionally wander back to that day when he would pleasure himself. His cousin's stream went on for an unnaturally long time, due to all the liquid she consumed the night before, but it soon began to dwindle from a steady stream, to a trickle, to just a few drops. Jack looked back at her face, and saw that her eyes were shut in an all too familiar look of empty-bladder-ecstasy. Her eyes popped open, and ...

... she smiled at his mischievously. "I need you to wipe me, Jack." Her eyes glittered like magnificently polished sapphires. She stood erect again, but kept her legs shoulder length apart. "Can't we just turn on the shower, Jules?" He knew by the way that her gaze changed in intensity that he should follow her instructions, without any further questions. He shook off his urine soaked leg, causing her to smirk, as he exited the shower. Jack returned after a few seconds with a handful of folded tissue. As he approached, the longing in her eyes revealed that she wasn't just doing this for his benefit. This was something that she had been fantasizing about for awhile. He reached out, and dabbed her dampened lips dry with the tissue. "It's not made of glass, Jack. Wipe my pussy like a man." The sultry smokiness appeared again in her voice. He moved forward until he was inches away from her body. He felt her breath hot and fast against his neck, as he was so much taller than she. He pushed her against the marble of the shower. He expected a hiss of disapproval, because of the cold tiles against her skin, but instead she moaned softly. He bent slightly, and roughly rubbed the tissue between her spread thighs. He felt the soft tissues of her pussy ripple under his strong pressure, and his lover moaned again. Jack leaned down, and kissed her firmly on the mouth. He tossed the damp tissue out of the shower, and used his free right hand to brush through her honey brown hair. This kiss was ...