Hot Hippy Summer - Sex Stories

Hot Hippy Summer

... relaxed enough and feel the familiar sensation coming through my still erect cock. I grip my shaft and clear my throat in warning. Meg locks eyes with me and opens her mouth just as I erupt. The clear piss streams from the tip of my dick, right into her open mouth.

Her mouth seems to immediately fill and she swallows, my piss splashing all over her face as she does. After that she seems content to allow her mouth to fill and overflow, the fluid cascading down her body. Most of it ends up adding to the puddle on the ground, but I notice some seems to be flowing into her boots. I shift my aim to get the rest of her body, an Meg takes the opportunity to swallow once again. She also pretends she's having a wash, rubbing her soaked bush and hairy armpits with piss-soaked hands. It's a good thing my bladder's nearly empty since I'm getting very turned on again. Meg leans forward and briefly sucks my cock, topping me up to full arousal.

She stands up and starts to turn around to let me fuck her from behind, but I have other ideas. For the third time today I pick her up, hands once again revelling in the feel of her sexy ass, and she wraps her legs around me. I'm too horny to try to fuck her while holding her, so I quickly deposit her back in the passenger seat of my truck. This time, one of her boots ends up on the dashboard, the other over my shoulder. I've got one leg in the footwell, the other still outside standing on the ground. It's hardly an ideal position, but I ...

... figure it'll give me enough leverage - and besides, at this point my cock is craving pussy.

I position my raging cock against hairy snatch and slam it home as hard as my stance allows. My initial grunt is far overshadowed by Meg's shriek as I my hips bang into hers, cock shaft completely buried. I continue to thrust and her shrieks turn to a mix of moaning and panting. She shifts so both legs are over my shoulders, tightening her cunt as she does. My next thrusts are even more pleasurable, especially as I feel drips of wetness around my shoulders. I realize that whatever liquid has gathered in Meg's boots is now starting to run back out. My fucked up brain gets another idea, and almost before I even know what I'm doing I slide her right boot off. Her foot funk is intense, but not nearly as intense as the smell and taste as I pour the mix of rank sweat and piss from her boot into my mouth. It's a damn awful taste but still a turn on and I toss her boot in the footwell then repeat the process with her left boot. My mouth now full - even I don't want to swallow this nastiness! - and another evil idea pops in my head. On my next thrust, as I'm closest to Meg's face, I spew the mouthful of slime at her. Not much makes it past her tits but they get a good spattering, and she rubs her fingers in the puddle then licks her hand.

"Fuck, I really am a dirty girl, aren't I? Your piss on it's own tasted way better than my nasty liquid." Meg's gotta be the only raging feminist on earth to ...