Love In The Trenches - Sex Stories

Love In The Trenches

... over a minute, the stream letting down a few times only to pick up with renewed force again, and I had to gulp hard and fast to take it all in. She squirted twice before she was finished. There was a pause after the last squirt and I started to lick her cunt clean. I could feel a thicker liquid building up between her lips, but she eventually stepped off me and straightened out her dress. ‘Now you can walk me home.’ My shirt and the front of my trousers were drenched in piss. We walked in silence. We passed an elderly woman walking her dog and a flirting couple, both straight beneath a street light. I tried to ignore the stares and the muffled giggling. Susan unlocked the front door and said goodnight. ‘C-can’t I come up?’ She looked me up and down. ‘Naah. You reek of piss. Look me up at the bar tomorrow.’ She winked an eye at me and stepped inside, leaving me standing outside. I felt cold and alone, but my mood quickly dissipated. Somehow I knew she cared, even if she couldn’t show it. I should trust her. A warm feeling filled me as I walked the lonely streets home.