Love At First Piss - Part 4 - Sex Stories

Love At First Piss - Part 4

... lively holidays for unattached twenty-somethings. They were a noisy lot but as none of us spent much time at home we didn’t care. The complex’s restaurant had closed down years ago but the poolside bar was still a thriving business. I often frequented it, taking advantage of the ‘happy hour’ prices offered to long term ‘residents’ like myself. I’d also worked a few shifts behind the bar when money had been tight. Most of us had. Walking straight past the bar, I headed upstairs. I was too tired for a drink, I’d get one later. My cramped apartment was on the top floor and was baking hot. The air conditioning unit was broken, had been for ages, so the apartment was always stifling. I flung open the windows to let in some air then collapsed onto my bed. Karen had gone to work already so the apartment was deserted. Good. I needed sleep. I closed my eyes, catching a whiff of Gary’s aftershave lingering on my pillows. Thoughts of him, and what we’d done together, filled my brain. Umm…it had been a good night. God, I wanted more of that. I wondered where he was? I didn’t have his phone number, an oversight on my part. I thought about going down to the beach to find him but that would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. I’d have to wait until he showed up to work that evening. Damn! Patience wasn’t my strong point. I wondered how Gary would react to the suggestion of a foursome? I smiled; it was a no-brainer - he’d love the idea. As I lay on my bed, my head swam with naughty ...

... images; Gary and Jake standing over me, swollen cocks in their hands and pained looks on their faces, as both ejaculated, showering my body with cum. “ Oh yes …” Then the piss bath…gallons of hot, pungent piss pouring over my skin, soaking me. “ Oh, yes, yes! ” I liked that memory. It made me burn. I opened my thighs and ran my hands down between my legs. I was swollen, sensitive, the recollections of my sinful behaviour stimulating me…and thoughts of a possible foursome, fuck, that made me hot as hell! I pulled my thong aside and stroked my moist slit. “ Umm, that’s good, so good .” The heat of the room, and my growing arousal, were making me sweat. Stripping off my clothes, I discarded them in a heap beside my bed. Salty droplets of perspiration ran down my skin, soaking the sheets beneath me as I lay back, naked and exposed. My fingertips touched my breasts, gently rubbing, feeling them harden. My hands continued downwards softly caressing my smooth, flat belly…down, down…tracing the outline of my shaved mound. My thighs fell open as I began stroking my clitoris…gently, slowly, my fingertips moving in circles, making it burn. I licked my fingers, adding my slick saliva to the warm juices I was secreting. More stroking; circular movements growing faster, harder. My body began to twitch as the first spasms radiated out from my throbbing clit. My head was filled with sordid images; Gary fucking me on the sand whilst Jake and Oz watched, hardened cocks in their hands… “ Yes, oh ...