Roxy - Sex Stories

Roxy

... stick into the bin. “Good job the lid didn’t come off.” “What goes up must come down.” “That was the best student sex I have ever had. Well done.” I threw him by broken bra. “You can have it as a memento.” “I’ll put it with the rest of my mementos... I’ll EBay my collection one day.” “Have I got my First?” “Damn, right... if you piss your panties and give them to me.” Nothing shocked me anymore. Plus I needed my post-sex piss anyway. “Sure. I always need a leak after sex.” “And let me watch.” “Didn’t think I was going to do it alone, did you?” “The socks too... you wore them when you were at school right?” “Of course.” “Great... Take them off now. I’ll wank in them later.” I pulled my socks off, their frilled edges spoke of an innocence long lost. “Enjoy.” Graham took out an old newspaper from his satchel, then scattered the pages on the floor. “I have a bucket for such occasions.” Opening his cabinet he lifted out a large steel bucket and placed it in the middle on the paper. “Stand in it and take your time.” Stepping in the bucket I waited for the moment. But his intense stare pushed back the tide. “I can’t go while you watch.” Graham handed me over a glass of water. “I have a meeting in five minutes, hurry up.” After downing the glass in one, I closed my eyes and thought of running water. I dreamt of waterfalls, rivers and broken mains pipes. Fuck, I even dreamed about the shit nineties film called Waterworld. The dam finally burst. I felt the piss gush out the legs of my ...

... panties and trickle down my thighs and calves. Rivers of hot golden urine flowed down my legs. The sound of piss hitting the bucket took me back to my childhood when the cyclone rained on the corrugated roof of my nan’s house. I’m not shy by any means, but being watched while pissing myself made me feel humiliated. Still the thought of my First made me turn the piss tap to full. Pulling down my panties, I stepped out of the piss bucket on to the newspaper covered tiles. I left them in the bucket just like Graham had asked. Soaked in piss I pulled my dress over my head. “So I got my First?” “Yes.” “Thank fuck for that.” Graham took a bite out of his pilchard sandwich. “Now get out and leave me alone with your delicious panties and socks... I think I might force out a quickie and unload in your left sock... while smelling the right one.” Finally on my way home, I stood inside a packed tube train. All I could smell was piss, and for once it was me. My mouth tasted of ass and all I wanted was to rinse my mouth with mouthwash then stand under a steaming shower. Picking my phone out my bag I noticed I had a message from Pappa. Dear my little Princess I cannot rest while worrying about you. I fear that you’re at risk of being misled by these randy westerners. I have secured a job at a London hospital and will now rent a two bedroom apartment for you to live with me. Good news? Fuck sake... Now I need an Asian boyfriend before he arrives. Otherwise I’m going to be stuck being Pappa’s ...