Cora by Patricia Garcia

Cora's one of those naughty girls that likes her water sports. I love to cover her sweet angelic face with my warm piss. This is the story of one night that we spent together and I've thought about it every day since.

Someone once asked me what I think about when I masturbate. I think about so many things: girls that I dream up, my last sexual encounter, a sweet little honey I hooked up with one summer on the river… But lately there’s been one reoccurring masturbation fantasy that never fails to make me cum. I don’t know if I can even really call it a fantasy since it actually happened. All I have to do is recall one sexually charged night in early autumn that I spent with one of my girlfriends, Cora.

Cora is a hot little blond with a small, tight body and short platinum hair that’s shaved in the back but with bangs long enough in the front to cover her beautiful hazel eyes. There’s something about her face, I guess it’s her smile, that is so sweet, and sometimes (when she thinks no one is looking at her), she looks like an absolute angel.

On this particular night she was dressed to kill (that is, before she stripped down.) On arriving at my place she was wearing a tight, amazingly soft, pink sweater that showed off her firm, braless breasts. In fact, as she came in to my apartment from the cool night air, I could see her hard nipples pertly extending out against the soft pink material. As we greeted each other with a short French kiss, I reached up and caressed one of her tits, softly pinching her large nipple. She moaned a little as the kiss ended and she stepped inside.

Noticing that she looked taller than usual that evening, I glanced down at her feet and realized she was wearing five-inch stiletto high-heels made of clear acrylic. The platform under the toe and the heel of the shoe were completely transparent. One clear strap of plastic held her small toes to the shoe and another went up and buckled around her tiny ankle with a silver clasp. She was wearing shiny, red-tinted nail lacquer on her toes that matched her wet-looking lip-gloss.

“I’m sorry, I’m not ready to go yet,” I said, rubbing my hand against my naked stomach.

“That’s okay,” she said, running her nails down my bare arm. For some reason, it sent a very pleasant sensation up my spine. “I drank a bottle of water on my way over and I really need to use the restroom,” she said suddenly.

“Me too,” fell from my lips in a half-whisper. Our eyes met for a few seconds and Cora’s face broke into a playful smile.

“What?” I asked, smiling back. God, how I felt like fucking her at that moment! We hadn’t seen each other for nearly two weeks and you could practically see the pheromones exuding from our bodies.

“You, too?” she asked, still smiling, almost giggling out the words.

“Yeah, me, too,” I replied, looking her taut body up and down.

“Do you want to go with me?” she asked in a quiet, extremely sexy voice.

“Absolutely,” I answered.

“Give me one minute, then come into the bathroom,” she said, exiting the room and walking down the hall to the bathroom.

As I waited, “60…59…58…” I adjusted my dick, which had just gotten completely hard and started thinking about the last time I took a piss with Cora. I started to doubt that we would make our nine o’clock dinner reservation. I started to doubt we would make it to the restaurant at all.

“3…2…1…zero,” I said, knocking lightly on the bathroom door as I pushed it open slowly. She was sitting on the toilet completely naked except for her clear stilettos. Walking towards her, I noticed a pair of tiny, pink lace panties lying on the bathroom sink. “These are nice,” I said, petting them as I walked by. “These are even nicer,” I said, taking her full breasts into my hands and standing in front of her.

From her position on the toilet seat, she reached up and started undoing my belt and my pants. I liked the feeling of looking down on her from this dominant stance. I imagine she also liked the submissive feeling of being naked and vulnerable on a toilet seat with my large cock in front of her face.

“Are you going to be able to piss with this,” she asked, gripping and at the same time massaging my hard-on. “I want to feel your warm piss running down my body,” she commented, running her finger along the ravine between her breasts down to her short, blond pubes.

“You might have to suck it for a minute until it relaxes,” I said, rubbing the head of my cock lightly against her lip-gloss.

She pushed my hand away from my dick gently, taking it under control. She licked the engorged head, which quickly rewarded her with a drop of pre-cum. “Mmmmmm…” she purred, taking my hard cock into her soft mouth.

As she was doing this I fell into a state of such ecstatic bliss that I nearly lost my balance and I had to steady myself by reaching out and bracing myself against the wall behind me. “It’s been a long time,” she said, eagerly sucking my hard dick and softly squeezing my nuts.

“Feels good…” I said, running my fingers through her silky, blond hair, while still bracing myself with my other hand. I caught a glance of her sexy high-heeled shoes.

“I can’t hold it any longer,” she said, quickly taking my dick back into her mouth and starting to piss slowly into the toilet. The tinkling sound of her piss falling into the toilet water only served to excite me more.

“There’s no need to hold it,” I said, getting off on the sound of her pissing combined with watching the enlarged head of my penis going in and out of her mouth. Her eyes glanced up to meet mine.

After a long, relieving piss, she licked her middle finger, put my cock back in her mouth, and started applying gentle pressure to my asshole. She knew exactly how to turn me on. I started to fondle her gorgeous, white breast. “I’m about to explode in your mouth,” I said after a few minutes of this.

“I can’t wait,” she said, taking me in deeper and with increased speed. I grasped and gently squeezed her nipple, holding onto it, as I felt the tip of her finger slide into my ass. At that instant, my cock started unloading like a fire hose into her mouth. It was a long, strong orgasm, as I felt ribbon after long, white ribbon of cum discharge into her and she swallowed it down.

And that was just the beginning of my night with Cora…

As I stood there panting, leaning against the bathroom wall, Cora asked me if I wanted to take the piss that I had so willingly been distracted from. I did. But first I told her that she would have to let go of my cock so that it would start to relax and I could release.

“I want it between my tits,” she said, sitting erectly on the toilet, her legs parted.

I put my hands on her silky head and looked toward the ceiling to try and concentrate on pissing and on not getting hard again. I thought of Costa Rica, the streams and rivers that ran all over, waterfalls. Slowly, the piss spurted out onto Cora’s chest. Waterfalls, I thought. And then it flowed in a warm stream down her creamy skin and into the toilet. “Mmmmm,” she said, getting turned on, “warm.”

I don’t know remember how much water I had drunk but for some reason I peed a river that night over her body. “Oh, my god,” she was saying, “there’s so much!”

As I continued to relieve myself I moved my dick around so that I got piss on the insides of her breasts, then I moved my aim higher to the beginning of her neck. Ultimately, I wanted to finish pissing in her mouth. So when my stream finally began to wane I targeted the head of my cock towards her chin and her mouth. She opened it to let me in. I gasped for air in excitement and let the last drops of my piss fall onto her tongue and her lips. “It’s salty,” she said.

As she licked me clean I began to get hard again, but my head began to feel light and I needed to get off my feet. “Baby,” I said, “clean up and let’s move into the bedroom. I need to sit down.” With that I left for the bedroom, which I had prepared for this purpose.

I laid down on the clean bed, feeling a bit drained, but still excited for what was coming next. Cora entered a few minutes later, still only wearing the transparent stilettos that made her legs look exceedingly long and sleek. She sat down on the bed next to me and asked, “Are you feeling okay?”

“I think I need something to eat.”

“Do you want to go to the restaurant?”

“No,” I answered, looking at her angelic face.

“Then what do you want to eat?” she asked, brushing her breast up against my mouth. “Do you need to suck my tits?”

“Yes,” I said enthusiastically.

“Do you need to eat my pussy?” she asked climbing on top of me, straddling me.

“Yes,” I nodded firmly, looking her in the eyes.