[This is a standalone fetish story, though it has a cameo from one of the main characters of the Loving Aurora series. Be aware, this story features pissing/watersports, size queens, pregnancy risk, voyeurism, lesbian sex and an element of reluctance, so avoid if any of that bothers you.
All characters involved in sexual situations are aged over 18.]
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Elaina lay on her bed in the late morning sunshine, drowsy and naked, listening to her best friend get fucked. Skye's long, throaty moans and surprised gasps filtered through the thin bedroom wall, mingled with the steady, rhythmic grunts of her lover, and the creak and thud of the bedframe.
It sounded like a classic, impulsive morning-after fuck. Skye had brought this guy home from some midtown bar late last night. The apartment had echoed with their drunken sex for hours. Elaina hadn't gotten to sleep until well after midnight. Partly because she'd had her ear to the wall the whole time, strumming her clit to the sounds of Skye's multiple orgasms.
Now her fingers once again slid up between her parted legs, gliding into her wet, needy cunt. This reprise was getting her unbearably horny. She would have killed for a hard cock or a skilful tongue between her thighs right now. As she began to play with herself with a quick, crude urgency, she heard Skye's moans grow louder and more intense, pleading with her mystery lover to be more gentle.
"Too big, you're too big," Skye whimpered, her words barely muffled by the wall. "Don't be so rough. I can't take it that hard." Her hookup muttered something in reply that Elaina couldn't quite make out. The hard, crude thumping slowed to a more measured pace, and Skye's pained moans became softer and more erotic. Elaina bit her lip to stop herself from making too much noise, and strained to listen more closely, fingers plunging in and out of her dripping slit.
Skye liked big dicks. Elaina knew this very well. She'd watched Skye take them more times than she could count. She'd even helpfully sucked some of them first to get them ready. And she'd cleaned up after them so many times -- licking their cum from Skye's gaping, violated vagina, while the younger girl lay there, too exhausted to resist.
Elaina fully planned on doing it this morning, too. She just felt it was prudent to wait until the guy was gone.
"Ohhhhh, fuck, yes, like that, please, just like that," Skye cried out. "Ohhhh, you're so big, you're so deep, fuck, I'm gonna-" Then her cry choked off into a cute little moan of ecstasy as that big cock brought her to orgasm. The grunting and creaking didn't stop -- the guy was clearly fucking her through her climax.
Elaina hissed and squirmed as she masturbated faster and faster, her pussy pulsing and spraying its wetness around three curled fingers. She was seething with jealousy -- for both of them. She wished she was the one getting fucked like that; she wished even more that she had Skye's squirting pussy in her face.
Next door, Skye orgasmed again, with a pathetic, overwhelmed groan. This time, her lover came with her, cursing loud and hard as he finished inside her. Elaina pictured a massive cock spurting a thick white load into her friend's sweet, slutty, unprotected pussy. And that brought her to the edge as well. She bit back a squeal of joy as she convulsed, arched her back and squirted a plentiful gush onto her sheets.
Silence descended, except for Skye's weak gasps and indistinct mumbling through the wall. Elaina, who still had her soaked fingers jammed up inside herself, exhaled happily and flopped back on her bed, lying in the square of bright sunshine beaming through the window. The heat of the sun on her skin felt so nice right after cumming. She made a mental note to find some time to sunbathe today, after she'd had her fun with Skye.
Snatches of post-coital conversation reached her from next door. "No, don't go yet," Skye was saying. "Can't you stay and cuddle? I love having it inside me."
There was the sound of slow, languorous kissing, naked bodies shifting around on the bed. Then the guy grunted something. Elaina still couldn't hear him clearly, but he sounded apologetic.
"Aww, no," Skye replied mournfully. "Please stay. I'll make us breakfast. You can meet my roomie."
The guy chuckled. Elaina heard the bed creak as he got up off it. "Maybe next time," he said, more clearly this time. He had an attractively deep voice with a slight, undefined accent. "My little sister's visiting today. I promised I'd take her for lunch."
"I'll suck you off under the breakfast table," Skye offered earnestly. On the other side of the wall, Elaina suppressed a laugh. That's my bestie, she thought.
"Next time," the guy said, gently but firmly. More kisses followed, and then the rustle of him hunting around for his clothes.
Elaina crept out of bed, leaving her squirt patch to dry in the sun, and tiptoed naked to her door, which was slightly ajar. Her room was midway along the corridor, with Skye's bedroom at the far end and the bathroom directly opposite. She peeked through the crack, enjoying the chance to indulge her inner voyeur, as Skye's lover emerged.
She finally got a look at the boy who'd made Skye moan so long and loud. He was very tall and lean, well-muscled but not ripped, wearing yesterday's creased grey jeans and a fitted off-white T-shirt. His hair was sandy blond, cut short with a neat fade. He was undeniably handsome, with a strong jaw outlined by a hint of stubble, though Elaina wouldn't have exactly called him her type. But she immediately saw the attribute that definitely made him Skye's type. The front of the guy's jeans showed an enormous, borderline obscene dickprint, bulging unmistakeably across his leg. It looked like Skye had hit the size-queen jackpot this time.
Without spotting her, the guy walked past Elaina's door into the bathroom. Moments later, there came the loud rush of his morning piss into the toilet bowl. Half a minute later, he was still audibly going like a racehorse, and Elaina had to stifle a giggle.
Curiosity got the better of her. She slipped out of her room and padded up to the open bathroom doorway, keeping herself out of sight. The guy was standing at an angle to the toilet, drowsily oblivious, with the biggest cock Elaina had ever seen hanging out of his unzipped jeans. Even after seeing the bulge before, her mouth dropped open in astonishment at the sight of it. The thick pissing beast was semi-hard at most, and still looked to be about as long as her forearm, dangling down like an elephant's trunk. Its veined shaft gleamed with Skye's pussy juices -- that made Elaina squirm with silent arousal, knowing her friend had just received so much hard pleasure from that very cock. She watched it pump out a thunderous stream of urine, while its owner sighed in quiet relief, unaware he was being watched.
Elaina wasn't a size queen like Skye. God knew she'd tried -- many, many times -- but she just wasn't built for giant dicks. Anything much above average was a struggle for her pussy. She doubted she would be able to fit half of this guy's length inside her, and that was assuming she could take his girth at all. But she was no stranger to golden showers, and as she watched him piss and piss, she wondered what it would be like to be on her knees in front of him, getting hosed down from head to toe. The thought sent a warm flutter of excitement through her pussy. One of her recurring fantasies was a guy getting so frustrated at not being able to fit his huge cock in her that he decided to just contemptuously piss all over her instead.
At last, Skye's hookup finished his epic piss. It seemed like quite a task to shake and milk the last few trickles out of his long shaft. Elaina felt like sauntering in and asking him if he wanted her to suck them out. Her heartbeat was quick with dirty excitement.
When he was done shaking away the drops, the guy tucked his dick away, leaving that impressive bulge in his jeans once again. Elaina backed hastily away from the bathroom door, moving herself out of his sightline as he turned away from the toilet. He didn't bother to flush his piss away, he just strode out and headed straight for the living room. In his haste, he didn't spot Elaina peeking at him from the other end of the corridor. She was both relieved and faintly saddened that she hadn't been caught.