Cory sat lazily by the pool, soaking up the sun on her day off. As she watched the palm trees sway gently in the breeze, she couldn't help but notice the slight pang of thirst beginning to form in her throat. It had been nearly a month since she'd taken a sip of pee, and the abstinence was starting to take its toll. Her mind wandered back to the last time they'd shared their golden nectar together...
It was late at night when they'd met up at a secluded spot by the river. The sky was like a canvas of twinkling stars, the moon casting an ethereal glow over everything. Cory had already been drinking heavily from her water bottle, savoring every drop as they walked down to the water's edge. Her friend approached her cautiously, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.
"You look thirsty," he whispered, his voice carrying the promise of something forbidden in the cool evening air. Cory felt her pulse race as she nodded eagerly, unable to combat the growing desire within her. "Why don't you try this instead?" He held out his own water bottle, the glint of light reflecting off the clear plastic revealing the warm amber liquid inside.
Without hesitation, Cory took the bottle from him, letting out a small gasp as the warmth of it hit her hands. She uncapped it slowly, giving him a sultry look as she brought the mouth of the bottle to her lips. She closed her eyes, savoring the unique taste of his pee as it flowed down her throat. It was sweet, tangy, and yet strangely satisfying all at once. She drank greedily, feeling his liquid fill her up, washing away any lingering thoughts of resistance.
When she finally pulled away, she felt lighter, both physically and emotionally. Her friend chuckled softly, "Not enough?" he teased, the challenge clear in his voice. Cory shook her head slowly, her eyes glinting with determination, "I want it all."
And so he gave it to her, filling up her empty bottle and tipping it for her to finish just as she'd asked. As the last drops splashed against her tongue, she let out a satisfied moan. She looked up at him gratefully, her eyes sparkling with appreciation. "Thank you," she breathed, leaning forward to press a kiss against his lips, tasting the remnants of her pee on his lip. "That was perfect."
Now back in the present, with Cory lounging by the pool, those memories flooded back to her. She couldn't help but find herself craving that same intense connection again. As she gazed longingly into the distance, however, there was a small voice inside her head telling her not to give in. She had control now; she didn't need to rely on anyone else for her fix.
But as the day went on and her thirst only grew more insistent, Cory found herself questioning her resolve. She tried to ignore the increasingly frequent trips to the bathroom to check for any sign of pee, but it was becoming impossible. By the time her friend finally arrived, she was a mess of conflicting emotions.
He smiled knowingly as he approached, lounging down next to her under the blazing sun. "Well, well, well..." he drawled, "looks like you've been thinking about me." Cory felt her face flush scarlet at his words. She knew she should say no, but something about the way he said it made her heart race with anticipation.
"Maybe a little," she admitted, unable to resist the temptation any longer. He chuckled softly, leaning back on his elbows and stretching out beside her. "Tell me, my dear," he purred, his voice low and seductive, "what do you think I should do to quench that thirst of yours?"
Cory swallowed hard, her mouth going dry. "I...I don't know," she stammered, feeling a blush spread across her chest. "I just...I really want to taste you." She looked up at him beseechingly, her eyes bright with need.
Her friend smiled slowly, a wicked glint in his eye. He sat up straighter, pushing his chair back as he rose majestically from his seat. As he did so, Cory's gaze traveled southward, tracking the movement of his hips. She could see the outline of his thickening erection through his swim trunks, and her mouth watered in anticipation.
He approached her slowly, his steps deliberate and measured. When he stood before her, he was towering over her, his presence all-consuming. Without hesitation, he wrapped his arms around her slender frame, lifting her effortlessly from her chair.
She gasped slightly at the sudden movement, wrapping her legs around his waist instinctively. Their bodies were pressed tightly together now, their every curve melding seamlessly with the other. She could feel the heat of his skin against hers, the rapid thudding of his heartbeat echoing in her own chest.
He carried her over to the nearby sofa, laying her down gently but firmly. She looked up at him eagerly, her breath coming in ragged gasps. He chuckled softly, leaning down to run his tongue along the outline of her ear. "Patience, my pet," he murmured against her skin, his voice like velvet wrapping itself around her.
He stood back up, giving Cory a moment to appreciate his naked form. She shuddered slightly at the sight of him, her fingers itching to touch every inch of him. As she watched him stride confidently back to the edge of the pool, she knew what he was about to do.
Without hesitation, he plunged his rock-hard cock into the cool waters of the pool. Cory let out a soft moan at the sight of it, her own hands unconsciously moving to touch herself through her bikini bottom. Her friend grinned wolfishly as he started to stroke himself slowly, the sight of her getting aroused only serving to stoke the flames of his own desire.
As he neared the end of his stroke, Cory could feel herself tightening with anticipation. Without waiting to be told, she leaned forward, her mouth open and waiting for his offering. He smiled, aiming the thick, throbbing head of his cock directly at her eager mouth.
She closed her eyes, moaning softly around his shaft as she took him deep into her throat. Her lips and tongue worked in concert, exploring every inch of his length as he began to thrust slowly. She gagged slightly, feeling her limits pushed to the brink. But she didn't stop. She couldn't stop.
As she felt the first few drops of his seed hit the back of her throat, she moaned in approval. She took it all, swallowing greedily as he continued to pump his hips. When he finally pulled away, his cock throbbing with spent desire, Cory opened her eyes, looking up at him with a mix of gratitude and hunger.
"That was...amazing," she whispered, her voice hoarse from the intensity of their encounter. He chuckled softly, running a hand through his sweaty hair as he leaned down to press another kiss against her forehead.
"You know you can always come to me," he purred, his voice low and seductive. Cory felt a shiver run down her spine at his words. She knew he was right. And as she laid there, basking in the afterglow of their passion, she couldn't help but wonder what kind of trouble they'd find themselves in next.
