Behind the Nightclub - Sex Stories

Behind the Nightclub

... the gloopy texture and the loud grunts of satisfaction which emanated from my lover’s throat as he ejaculated inside me. Loosening his grip, Daniel drew a long breath. He was spent. His cock slipped from my mouth and panting hard he let me go. “You are a very, very naughty girl,” he chastised jokingly. “I try,” I grinned back. After giving himself a moment to recover, my lover adjusted his trousers, straightened himself out and did up his belt. It was time for him to leave me. I wouldn’t be able to stop him, I wouldn’t even try. I’d had my extra time. “Well,” he smiled, “I’d never have guessed you’d be into that.” “Into what?” I asked. “Pee play? Watersports?” I shrugged. “Never really thought about it.” “Really? Well I’ve got news for you; it turns you on.” “Really? Hadn’t noticed.” “Yeah well, I like it too. Did you spot that one?” he laughed as he helped me to my feet. “Oh yes!” “Hey look, I don’t suppose you’d, you know…would you?” he asked hesitantly. “No. of course you wouldn’t. Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.” “Ask what? Oh…? Would you like me to pee for you?” I purred as the penny dropped. Daniel’s eyes widened. “Would you?” Naughty thoughts filled my brain. I’d never purposefully pissed in front of anyone before but Daniel’s request felt like the most erotic thing I’d ever been asked to do. I didn’t hesitate. I needed to pee and if Daniel wanted to watch I’d gladly do it there and then. I gave Daniel the wickedest of smiles, spread my legs and lifted my skirt. I ...

... watched his eyes follow my fingers as I spread my clean shaved pussy lips exposing my neat pink pee hole to him. “Go on, do it,” he urged. Rubbing my fingers over my hole I stroked the tender nub beyond. Oh yes that felt good. My fingers stroked farther, harder, rubbing myself as I constricted my bladder muscles and pushed down. A deliciously satisfying stab of pain accompanied the first tiny squirt of urine, a pain I deliberately intensified by inserting a finger inside my cunt and pushing down on my ureter to stem the flow. I pushed down harder, loving the build-up of pressure, the burn. Then I let go…“Ahhhh….!” Urine gushed from my pee hole, hot and wet. It splashed onto the ground beneath me, soaking my shoes and splattering my legs. A yellow pool formed around my feet as I gushed and gushed, releasing a golden torrent. Moving his hand into my stream, Daniel’s eyes glazed over as my hot fluids flooded over his palm and through his open fingers. His other hand found my slit, stroking me, probing inside me whilst my piss cascaded forth. I’d never experienced pleasure quite like it; it was beyond anything I’d imagined and when my stream dried up, the fingers were replaced by a tongue, hot and muscular, lapping up the cocktail of piss and cunt juices that clung to my pussy lips. He licked and sucked as I’d done to him, loving the bitter-sweet tastes of the slippery juices that oozed from me. I held onto his head, stroking his thick wavy hair until another orgasm hit, causing me to ...