“We drank again the next night, and the more you two drank the less you traveled from the fire to go. I still remember that eventually, you were so drunk you did not even leave the fire. You just dropped your shorts and tried to move your chair out of the way so you could just turn and pee right there. Your shorts caused you to trip, and was laying on the ground with your naked bottom showing, we laughed but were also concerned thinking maybe you blacked out from too much alcohol.”
“Bill was too fucked up to help, so Cassie and I struggled to get you up as Bill teased you about it. Trying to help you put me in close contact with your sex, and I liked that. Bill kept riding you, and Cassie and I joined in teasing you. So to protest you just kicked your shorts off the rest of the way, and pulled off your shirt. In humor, you stood there naked and holding your dick like a fire hose and pretended to be trying to put out the fire. I got a good look of you naked as you stood there. I liked looking at your cute butt, and all your muscles, but focused on your penis and the warm pee coming out of it. Yes, I have been thinking about you for what seems like forever.”
“Well, that was more than just a good laugh for me. I still have a vivid memory of seeing your ripped body and your penis in the light from the fire as your pee exited its hole. I was pretty drunk myself and watching you got me so hot. Not only that, but I guess if it had been just you and me, I might have stripped with you. Cassie got you your shorts, but you were still protesting, and would not put them on, just sat there the only one naked, and drank until you almost fell out of the chair. We were afraid you might fall in the fire, and it took all three of us to get you to the tent. Bill being drunk too, struggled to unzip the tent, as Cassie and I had our hands full. I now confess that the partial boner you were showing in the dark tent was my fault. I could not resist getting a little feel as we got you through the opening, My God, I’ve wanted to fuck you for a long time!”
Jim was shocked that she remembered all that, and felt that way back then. But he was so drunk during it, that he did not remember it in such detail. But he was not going to pass on a chance to do something some guys like to do. So he grabbed his cock before it got too hard for him to pee from her story. He let it go and she watched his stream like when they were drinking at the campsite.
But this time she saw it up close from her new favorite cock. This time she felt the warm urine hit her as she watched. It was so much different and seemed warmer than the cumshot she had just taken that he was rinsing off. As he finished she motioned for him to come close, she pulled him in as he finished, some of his urine was hitting her lips, and some even went in her mouth. It did not matter, watching this made her just have to suck his cock some more. In less than a minute she had it hard again, she just loved his cock in all of her orifices, she always thought she would.