Eric strode into the large, empty room with a look of apprehension, or perhaps disgust, on his face. "Ah, well, it's not really that bad," he reassured me. I emitted a forced giggle to avoid further discussion on the subject. The room I had spent the last 5 months in was in shambles after numerous parties and smoking circles had left the carpet marred with black burns and the window cracked in a spider-web pattern. My room was not very large-it consisted of a main living room occupied by myself and my one roommate who had left, a kitchenette, and a small bathroom-but it had sufficed for the duration of my studies that semester and now in this quiet state possessed the quality of an abandoned warehouse.
With a loud squeak of rusty springs I plopped down on my now-bare mattress and eyed Eric as he casually paced to the window and looked out at the creamy charcoal sky. Small drops of cool rain pattered against the window and glistened in the cracks of the glass. The sound of the rain both soothed me and agitated me as I had drank several glasses of water only a few hours earlier and hadn't had a chance to visit a restroom yet. I crossed my legs subtly but quickly as I felt a few warm dewy drops of liquid escape into my pink cotton thong.
I spent a moment eyeing him as he stood facing the window, pensively rubbing his hand in and out of his back pocket. It had been a long time since I had seen him, and I only felt myself more drawn to him after the long months of absence. He had finally come to visit me abroad only weeks before I was set to return to our home university. He was quite tall and relatively thin, but muscular, with longish curly brown hair and darting, intelligent green eyes.
An idea suddenly sprang to mind, and I discreetly wiggled out of my panties under my long, black skirt and discarded the behind the bed, out of Eric's sight. He turned around. "Hey, do you have a bathroom?" he said with an innocent smile.
"Yea, sure. It's in there," I replied with a coy grin, "But you can't use it." Secretly, I let a few more drops of warm liquid escape out of me and run down my bare legs.
His eyes met mine with a fierce look of excitement. "What? What are you talking about? I'll be out in a second." And he started toward the open bathroom door.
I jumped off the bed and darted to door, closing it before he reached me. I braced my body in the doorframe to stop him from entering. I could see from the sudden panic that twitched across his face that he was feeling a bit desperate. My own bladder weighed heavily in my pelvis.
He forced a bit of nervous laughter, and then stopped as he realized that I was serious. "Alright, so where should I go then?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Anywhere else."
He looked at me in confusion.
"You can go out the window, on the chair, the floor, the bed, the desk... or on me. Anywhere." I stated, resolute. "But first," I added, "you have to fuck me."
He smiled wide as I took his hand and led him to the window. I pulled him behind me as I bent over the windowsill, my face resting against an area of uncracked, cold glass. Flushed, he struggled with his zipper as I pulled up the back of my skirt to reveal long smooth thighs and a hot, swollen cunt dripping with anticipation. I felt his hard warm cock knock against my lower cheeks as he let his pants drop to the floor. He began to rub himself all over my spread pussy lips, and butterflies danced in my stomach as I recognized the feel of a few warm drops of sticky pre-cum flowing from the tip of his engorged manhood and smearing all over my pussy and inner thighs. My bud throbbed with surges of tickling heat as the apex of his sex pushed longingly at the entrance of my slippery, aching pussy. Then slowly he entered me. My lower body pulsed with pleasure and surges of slight pain when his swollen member pushed up against my full bladder. I felt the slick pleasure of his head as it rubbed against the small ridges and inconsistencies inside me. He began to pump faster and my nipples went hard as my body tensed and blushed its way to orgasm.
Meanwhile, his hands groped and caressed my body as his fingers found their way to my swollen bud. He quickly put his fingers in his mouth to taste my slick, warm juice and when they returned to my deep pink nub they were both warm and slick with his saliva. He licked and nipped at my ears as he worked his throbbing staff in and out of me, bringing us both dangerously close to orgasm. My body quivered with pleasure and my vagina pulsed with contractions as he brought me to sexual release.
I pulled him out of me and spun around to my knees, enveloping his cock with my mouth before he had time to protest. I swallowed him hungrily and with zest, using my hands to gently massage his tight balls and pump his slick cock. I alternated sucking and licking his cock and balls and he let out low moans and squeezed his eyes shut as an orgasm began to rock his body. His cock twitched powerfully as several large squirts of salty-sweet cum filled my mouth. I swallowed it with pleasure and my pussy started to quiver again with waves of heat and excitement as I visualized his pleasure. I rushed my hand to my aching hole as I felt a sudden rush of pee attempt to escape my soft, wet lips.
I stood up to face him. He smiled gratefully and with a sweet touch of adoration, and then glanced quickly away with a slight grimace, obviously now very aware of his need to release his pee. "Ok, so now I really need to pee," he stammered, heading toward the bathroom.
"No!" I cried. He paused and looked at me. Then I smiled seductively and pulled off my shirt and bra in one swipe and dropped my skirt to the floor, stepping out of it toward him as the cool air embraced my naked body and tickled my nipples to attention. I walked to him and pulled his shirt off over his head. I stepped behind him and let my full body graze his back side while I took hold of his semi-firm cock with one hand. My bladder bulged against his firm behind; suddenly I caught my breath and squeezed my thighs together as another wave of pee pushed out of my and ran down my legs, leaving a small collection of dark drops on the carpet. I could tell that I wouldn't last much longer.
Leading Eric with my body, I pushed him near the window and opened it a bit. "OK, here. You can pee out the window," I whispered in his ear. He relaxed his body a bit, and slowly a small stream of light yellow liquid began to leave the cock that had just fucked me so thoroughly. I stood behind him and directed the stream out the small opening in the window, then directing it up to splash against the glass that was already dripping with rain on the outside. Warm pee was splashing all over the windowsill now as his stream strengthened. I rotated around to face him, and he the flow stopped as he started in surprise. I caught his eyes for a moment and stared with a look of pure lust; he looked deep into me and appeared to regain focus. With an audible hiss his flow gushed out suddenly and I felt his hot pee rush against my thigh and splash all over my legs and my already-dripping pussy. I took control of his flow again and directed it up my thigh and straight against my protruding nub. Waves of intense pleasure flowed over me as I gave in to a powerful orgasm and released another bit of hot piss that mingled with his, dripping down my drenched legs onto the sopping wet carpet.
I released his cock and his remaining piss pattered against the floor in random directions as I aggressively pushed him to the floor.
I straddled him naked on the floor, my hands on his wrists restraining his arms at his sides with all my weight. Adjusting my body to aim my wide-open cunt directly over his growing member, I struggled to hold in my piss as my bladder shuddered with contractions. I relinquished control for a brief second, and a torrential gush of hot liquid exploded out of my aching pussy. Relief flooded over my body and was replaced with shudders of excitement at the sight of his stiff cock rising against the heavy stream I let flow over him. I let go of his wrists stood up a bit with my legs still spread to either side of him. My piss drummed on his stomach and splashed wildly all over his body and the floor, puddling beneath him. He began to rub his hands over his body, enjoying the warm shower I was giving him.
I lay down next to him, still peeing a bit, and pulled him on top of me. He scooted down and gave my drenched vagina a long, slow licking, then began to gently fuck me. A few minutes later we both erupted in a shared orgasm and his hot cum filled my sensitive, satisfied cavity. He pulled out and lay on top of me a bit longer, our sticky white mess of cum flowing quietly out of me and collecting on the floor between our legs. I think we dozed off a bit before waking and pulling ourselves up to shower off together.