He managed to get a small stream going and then the dam burst and his pee was arching high into the air. A half minute later, we were back in the pool. “See, that wasn’t so bad, was it?” “Nah. Like you said, all I had to do was concentrate.” “That’s just one more silly hang up we’re going to work on while you’re here.” “What, peeing while I’m hard?” I laughed, “Yes, and doing it with me watching.” “But . . .” I put my hands on his shoulders and looked him right in the eyes, “Eddie, I love watching it . . . and I love watching you jerk off.” Then I moved one hand down his body and gripped his hard dick, “And I love feeling of your hard dick.” “Oh wow!” “You like me touching it, don’t you?” “Y . . .yes, but . . .” “But what?” “I . . . I’m afraid I might . . . you know.” I immediately moved my fingers and applied the squeeze to his dick. “Don’t worry; I’ll let you cum later, but not yet.” “Sis?” “Yes?” “Can I please have another drink?” “Okay, but after I’m finished squeezing your dick. I don’t want to risk you cumming until I’m ready.” End of Part One My College Drinking Cure by Larry Malone (Copyright 2016) I was never much of a drinker, but by the time I was a sophomore in college and a member of a national fraternity, that all changed. For awhile I was drinking so much teen it almost became a second college major for me, but in a way my fraternity provided me with a unique and unexpected cure. It was during “rush week” when all the fraternities held open house parties to impress and recruit new members, that my drinking got out of hand and got the better of me. At our open house, as all other houses, all the fraternity brothers were expected to help with hosting duties during the party as well as help with the recruitment process by working the room and really making those students we wanted to join our house to feel especially welcomed. On the day our house rush party started I missed the pre-party meeting since I was a classroom test-proctor and arrived late. I missed all the briefing announcements, strategies, etc. By the time I arrived, the party was in full swing and we had a fantastic turnout. I was able to get most of the briefing information indian I needed to work the room and targeted students but no one mentioned the critical item that our usual Sangria wine punch in the library was generously spiked with pure lab alcohol. The announcement I missed was a cautionary one to drink it sparingly but make sure we were generous with it with our future pledges and guests. As I dove in and amateur performed my hosting duties, I drank the punch as if it was our usual mild wine and fruit concoction. I was chug-a-lugging plastic cup after plastic cup every time I passed the punch bowl. I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. She was wearing the exact mini skirt with the red tartan pattern and way too small t-shirt I swear I saw her upstairs in. I also noticed she wasn't wearing a bra and my eyes were glued to her nipples as they were hard and thick. You can be fucking during this time. I said to him, “I see you like that”. It was a delicious treat. Though as with the men last night I wasn't really upset either. I smile up at Mike as my face dives right back down on him. Cindy kinda knew that subject would come-up and indian again turned beet red. Slowly the stain grew in size, glistening with slippery wetness. Her breasts lightly jiggled as he did so, and she saw his eyes flick briefly to her chest. May looked up at daddy sucking his cock like her life depended on teen it while still fucking herself with his shoe. When I wake you, you will smile and ask if you can go to your room to clean up and go to bed. “Sounds good to me flatmate.” I started to panic, but heard Kayla saying “gently boys the last guy almost drowned her.” Spooning from behind soft, slow and gentle while reaching around and playing with her nips? Mom bending her neck and enjoying my kiss said “good morning kanna.” she put her palm on my cheek affectionately. He withdrew only enough to add another finger, feeling her stretch against him as he pushed deeper. She and her husband use to rub her stomach like that when she was pregnant. My pussy grew hotter and hotter, my juices dribbling out of me. I kept wiggling my hips, sliding my sheath around Daddy's cock, giving him as much pleasure as he could. Feel free to watch any of them you wish" He said. Hardly a day passed without her giving me a hand or blow job as well as me eating out her pussy. He smeared the tip on and around her labia to remove any remnants of his cum. He shouted. It's so sexy having someone serve you on their knees." They'll find my shriveled, dry corpse hidden in the tall grass come spring.” I announced dramatically. David also recorded the scene over her shoulder. “Ok Ron. They go over every inch of the house and property and find not a clue to your disappearance. “Absolutely not!” Jack replied with a chuckle. Naked at Work 3 My thumb pressed deep into my asshole. "Thanks," I said to her after seeing the humiliation amateur in her eyes at what she just did. Anyway, I felt a lot happier. Deeper within my bowels and my womb I have cramps, as though my body needs to expel something but can’t.In spite of all this my pussy is still tingling, and feels wet. It would be like fucking a 13 year-old, but legal.