Curiosity Runs Hot

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Curiosity Runs Hot Lacy and I had been living together for a year and a half when the social structure between us and our sex lives took a significant turn. We had met through a mutual friend, and enjoyed a platonic relationship for several weeks, having lunch or dinner together, attending art shows, the opera and occasionally sitting side by side in the library reading fiction for hours. I preferred lurid tales of love and lust, while she was interested in psychology. After being together for 18 months we still felt compatible and comfortable with each other in our daily lives. There seemed to be no annoying habits that irritated either of us. We laughed, were always affectionate even away from the bedroom and were very satisfied with our arrangement. Even though we each contributed half of all the living expenses, we were living in a small apartment while we saved and invested our money for future possibilities. Our two bedroom, one bath apartment never seemed cramped because we limited our physical possessions almanbahis şikayet to the space available. There were times, however when the single bathroom was inconvenient. It was on one of those times when things took us down a new path in our relationship. I evidently drank too much coffee before I left the office and as soon as I entered our apartment I rushed into the bathroom ready to unzip and relieve myself. To my surprise, Lacy was sitting on the toilet when I burst in on her. “Oops! Sorry, I didn’t even check to see where you were,” I stammered. “That’s okay, just wait a second, I won’t be long,” she said, rather casually. I stood there, trying not to look at her while I tried to focus on anything else. “Are you embarrassed?” she asked, amused at me. “Well, yeah, I mean, you’re sitting there naked, doing…that…” I replied. “You’ve seen every inch of naked; haven’t you ever seen a girl pee before?” “No, no I haven’t, as a matter of fact.” “It’s no big deal, kneel down here and almanbahis canlı casino look in there…go ahead.” I couldn’t help myself, I guess because I knelt in front of her, my hands on her knees and peered into the bowl. She knew I was embarrassed but curious enough to watch. “Ready?” she teased. When it started and splashed into the toilet I think I must have smiled. The flow abruptly stopped and she was smiling at me. “You want to feel it? Go on; put your hand under me.” I didn’t particularly care to have her piss in my hand, but I decided to be bold. I slid one hand down between her thighs, palm up. Suddenly it splashed again, flooding my palm and tricking through my fingers. It was much warmer than I expected, and so was the feeling in my groin. When she finished, she took my wrist in her hand and pulled my hand up between us. To my astonishment, she licked my palm, staring quietly at me. She seemed to enjoy the fact that I was watching her lick it over and over. My mouth was slightly almanbahis casino agape in mild shock. She turned my hand around and pushed one of my fingers into my mouth. I wanted to protest but she was still staring at me wordlessly, licking her lips. One of her feet came up between my legs, pressing against my cock. I sucked my finger slowly, and was surprised that I did not vomit. Then she smiled at me. “See? A little pee isn’t so bad, and I can feel that your cock liked it.” She pushed another finger into my mouth, and I willingly sucked it clean along with the others until she released my hand. “I’m so hot, honey, get out of those pants!” she cried. I lay down on the floor and shucked my pants off while she kicked off her panties. She was on my cock in an instant, kneeling and sitting back over it until her pussy bottomed out against me. She had her hands on my chest and I let her go, bouncing and moaning out loud as she banged away against me. At the moment she owned that cock and she made good use of it. She was so aggressive it drew me closer and closer, higher and higher until I knew I couldn’t hold out much longer. “Lacy…Lacy, honey…” I warned. Her eyes were shut, her fingers were digging into my shirt and she moaned at me as she fucked herself.

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