1. The Island, Chapter 7


    Date: 3/20/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male/Female, Teen, Voyeurism, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 91.5, Source: sexstories.com

    nothing, dog. You should martyr me now. If you keep me alive I will swear I will do everything in my power to hurt you.” Talk about your noncompliant patients! “Fine,” I said. “Have it your way. I’ll bring you another cup of water later.” I walked away, shaking my head. I headed into the trees at the extreme north end of the beach to take a leak. I had my dick out and in hand, whizzing away, when I spied a flash of color near the ground in front of me. About 20 feet ahead, amongst the trees, a flash of skin shone beneath a pink shirt. I couldn’t see who it was since her face was downturned, but it seemed to be a young woman, squatting down. I wasn’t sure if it was one of the field hockey players, one of the cheerleaders, or one of the my own students. I stood motionless, and was rewarded by the sight of a stream of piss shooting out from between the crouching legs. The golden jet foamed as it hit the forest floor, and I could hear the wet spattering noise it made over the muted roar of the surf on the other side of the beach and my own flow of urine. She looked up slightly, and I recognized one of the cheerleaders. I couldn’t remember her name ( Natalie? Kaitlyn? ) but she was a skinny blonde thing. Her shirt covered half her body, so I couldn’t see much of her figure, but her twat was on display and it was a lovely sight. I couldn’t say whether she was a natural blonde or not, since her pussy was shaved smooth and hairless. Her narrow pink lips were spread wide, and the ...
    thin inner labia were now bisected by the yellow trickle emanating from their center. She suddenly looked at me, possibly in response to the noise my whizzing was making, or some instinct that she was not alone, and stared straight at me. I was standing there cock in hand, my mouth half open, not quite knowing what to do. The stray thought passed through my brain: At least you’re still peeing so she doesn’t think you’re jerking off while spying on her . We both seemed to finish up at the same time, and my body went through its routine mindlessly, my hand shaking off my dripping dick while I stared at her. She watched me as the last drops dripped out of her naked snatch, and a small smile lit her face as she jiggled herself in order to shake off her own leftovers. She didn’t seem embarrassed at all, just slowly stood up, eyes on my meat, and pulled up her shorts. I was still fixated on that sexy young body, and more than a little disappointed when her pretty pink slit was again under wraps. She walked directly at me, and I stood there like an idiot, mouth still half open. I must have looked like I was mentally challenged, frozen in this position. As she passed me, her eyes finally left my prick, which was still hanging out, and caught my eyes with a humorous twinkle. “You better put that thing away before you hurt someone, Doc.” And with that she was past me and gone. I looked down, a little embarrassed to find I was already sporting half a boner just from that brief encounter. ...
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