Steve Golden - Suck hot sitter

They placed her in a sitting position in the bathtub, and Stacy sighed with relief. They were going to clean her up with soap and hot water, she thought. This was the best idea they'd had all evening. She turned her cum-drenched face up toward the shower nozzle, thankful that her ordeal was over.

But instead of shower water, she felt something else, something hot and slippery splattering against her stockinged thigh. And she knew instantly what it was. She didn't have to think twice.

It was piss. Hot piss.

Someone was pissing on her, and she was sure it was Caldicott, even though she couldn't see him through her cum-clogged eyes. She sobbed out loud as she felt the hot stream of piss rise higher, spewing onto her shaved cunt and across her flat belly.

"Come on, you guys, piss on her!" Caldicott urged. He was standing by the bathtub, directing his piss-stream over Stacy's lovely tits.

Slowly, the two young men aimed their limp cocks down at Stacy. And soon they too were pissing, splashing streams of golden piss over her legs and belly and tits. The men had not relieved themselves for hours. They had a lot of piss to get rid of. The three streams of piss splashed loudly against Stacy's tits.

She knew what was coming next. And with another little sob, she tilted her head back and waited. Sure enough, soon all three jets of piss were splattering over her neck, and then her chin. Then all three streams of piss were cascading grossly over her lovely face, washing all the slimy cum away. Piss hit her eyes, her nose, her mouth.

She opened her mouth and let the piss splash inside. The warm piss gurgled against her teeth and tongue.

"Piss on the bitch! Piss on her face! Hose the bitch down good!" Caldicott grunted. He splattered his golden stream of piss across her face once again before returning to her mouth.

Stacy squatted there on her knees in the bathtub, naked but for her black garter belt and stockings, her cunt freshly shaved and shiny.

And she wondered, between sobs, if this was really what sex was all about. She'd learned a lot about sex from Caldicott over the last week or so, but she had a feeling this was the last of her lessons. She wouldn't go any further with him, no matter what he threatened her with. Even if he showed her dirty pictures to people, it couldn't be any more awful than this, letting three men piss all over her in a bathtub.

She opened her mouth and swallowed great drafts of hot foaming piss. She was almost smiling, it seemed. Her face looked clean again. It was free of make-up. It was free of jism. It was shining and radiant, and looked almost innocent.

Tim noticed a change in Stacy when he next saw her. She seemed sad and depressed. When he spoke to her, she didn't appear to be listening. It was as if her mind was a million miles away. He couldn't figure it out. She'd seemed so happy to be with him the last time they met. It really bothered him to see her this way. "What is it that's upsetting you, Stacy?" he asked finally. "You can talk to me about it, you know. I'm really a good listener."

They were parked under some shade trees by the lake. They'd been to a movie, then had burgers, and now they were watching the last of the daylight fade on the water. Tim had wanted to put his arm around her and kiss her, but she seemed so lost in her own thoughts. He didn't want to risk upsetting her further.

"I'm sorry, Tim," she sighed. "I shouldn't have come out with you tonight. I have all kinds of things on my mind."

"Like what?" he persisted. "You can fell me. Is it about that older guy you've been seeing?"

"How did you know?" she asked, glancing at him quickly. "Is it that obvious?"

"I know he's been doing stuff to you that bothers you. But I thought you weren't going to see him again."

"I didn't want to, Tim. Honest. But he kind of conned me into it. Remember, I told you he took pictures of me? Well, he threatened to show them around."

"So you did see him again, and he did more dirty stuff to you?" Tim finally put his arm around her and pulled her to him. He wanted to comfort her in any way he could. She didn't resist. She snuggled against him cozily.

"Yes," she sniffed, close to tears. "But it was so much worse than the times before, Tim. It was unbelievable! I felt like such a dirty slut. They all made me feel that way."

"They?"

"Yes. You're going to think I'm a slut, too, Tim, I just know it. He made me have sex with two guys, at the same time, while he watched and took pictures of the whole thing. They were complete strangers. I'd never seen them before. And he made me fuck and suck them both at once."

"Jesus," Tim whispered. But he still held her close. He tried to picture Stacy fucking with two men at the same time. It was hard to imagine.

"I felt so used, you know?" she went on. "They talked about me like I was a piece of meat or something. And they had these huge cocks. God, I didn't think cocks came in sizes like that. They each must have been over a foot long." Tim gulped. He wondered if his own poor little cock could ever satisfy Stacy again.

To his amazement, his cockshaft throbbed even as he was thinking this. His prick began to get hard in his pants as Stacy poured out her tale of woe.

It was just like the last time, he thought. Here was Stacy, telling him how upset she was about being used and abused sexually, and he was getting excited. What a creep he was!

"Do you think I'm a slut, Tim? Do you still want to go out with me, knowing I've fucked and sucked more than one guy at the same time?"

"Stacy, I'd care about you no matter what. You know that. Don't be silly." "Wait till I tell you what they did to me. Maybe then you'll change your mind."

Almost absent-mindedly, she put her hand on the inside of his thigh and began to rub up and down. At the same time, Tim cupped a hand over her tit and squeezed gently. She went right on talking as if nothing were happening. They touched each other warmly, with real affection.

"They double-fucked me. Do you know what that is? It's when one guy fucks you up the cunt while the other fucks you up the ass. At the same time. Two cocks inside me at the same time, Tim."

"Jesus!" he repeated.

His cock grew harder in his jeans.

He slipped a hand inside Stacy's shirt and began to fondle her right tit. She squirmed a little in her seat. "I guess you're getting me turned on again, having me tell you all this, huh?" she smiled. "You nasty boy. Well, if it gets you hot, at least some good came of it."

He was glad to see her smile again, and he squeezed her tit tenderly. Her hand moved up his thigh and into his crotch. And then she was unzipping his jeans and pulling his thickening cock into the open. Her fist began to pump up and down on his prick. But she continued talking in the same tone of voice.

"God, Tim, it was so weird, to have two cocks plowing in and out of me at the same time. It felt so dirty, you know? So kinky."

"Well, it is pretty kinky, Stacy, to have two guys fuck you at the same time," Tim said. He had her shirt open now and he was fondling both tits. Her nipples were rock hard to the touch.

"Wait till you hear this next bit. While these two guys were sandwich-fucking me, the older guy shoved his hard-on into my mouth! For a while there, I had three huge cocks banging in and out of me at the same time. God, Tim, what a slut I am!"

Tim leaned over and kissed her quickly. Then he popped the button on her jeans and unzipped her fly. He ran his hand under the waistband of her panties and explored her crotch.

His eyes widened and he let out a gasp as his fingers touched her bald cunt.

"Stacy! What happened to your pussy-hair? Jesus!"

"That's another thing. My so-called friend shaved my pubic hair before all this began. Can you imagine! I'm going to be scratchy down there for weeks."