Kink

Posted by Lex Konrad in Sex | Apr 29, 2004

I pace around the living room, my face twisted into a grimace. No more 256 ounce SuperValu fountain drinks for me.

I hear the bath running.

“What the fuck is she doing in there? I told her I have to go.”

“Go in then,” Leslie tells me.

May as well—the girls never lock the door anyway. I find Nova in the tub, splashing about in three inches of bathwater and playing with herself. She’s grinning at me. My mouth hangs open. It would all be damned interesting if I weren’t about to burst.

“I thought you said you’d be quick,” I chide, racing to unfasten my belt and lift the toilet seat.

“No, don’t do that. Come over here.”

“But I have to go.”

“I want you to pee on me.”

Oh. Right. That bit of depravity we’ve discussed off and on for three months. Leslie pokes her head in to see what’s going on. I shrug and pull open my fly.

“Try to let it out as slowly as you can,” Nova commands.

I feel silly standing there with my dick hanging over the tub, but my muscles have already given out. I relieve myself, unleashing a hard stream that splashes against Nova’s clitoris. She gasps under the torrent, surprised at my marksmanship.

She tells me I did a good job and then gets herself off with the showerhead. I’m just happy I didn’t wet my pants.

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