"Soak every inch of me."

For a split second your mind goes blank. You're staring at Katy's amazing wet tits. And she's just spoken words to you. What were they again? Oh yeah, she wants you to piss all over her. That's normal, right?

It's certainly not normal for you. But your options are to do so or to leave, and you have no intention of leaving. You have every intention of doing the wildest, naughtiest, filthiest thing you've ever done, and with one of the most beautiful celebrities the world.

You unzip your tuxedo pants. You pull out your cock. Katy smiles when she sees it. She's very happy, almost in a state of pure bliss. You're not sure what to do. After all this is a first for you. You wonder if that's the case for Katy as well, though you doubt it. Your hands gripping your cock, you ask. "Have you done this before?" The question sounds silly as it comes out of your mouth.

"Literally hundreds of times." Katy says.

What happens next is an act of sheer will. You don't know if you have to piss or not, but you make it happen. Warm urine squirts from your cock onto Katy. You aim it at her face, at her hair, it soaks her, plastering her hair to her flesh. It runs down her neck and shoulders, making her green dress dark, almost black. You aim it at her magnificent tits. They go from slightly moist to drenched. And the nipples go from hard to rigid. Katy leans in and cups her hands, getting some of your stream into them and then slurps it up between her lips. She's nastier than anyone you could have ever fathomed. Her hands slide down her wet body between her legs and she fiddles at her swollen clit some more. She moans quietly.

By the time you're done it looks like Katy has thrown herself into a swimming pool. She is, indeed drenched. And the whole ladies room smells, but you don't care. It smells like the single craziest sexual experience you've ever had. And it's clearly not over yet.

Katy pulls her fingers from her twat and licks them again. "Know what I need to be able to cum?" She asks, as if you could possibly have any answer to that question. You shrug, your cock still pointed at her face. "I need to be a bad influence. I haven't been a bad influence in a long time." She stops and thinks. "Well... on you, I guess. But I mean on someone innocent, on someone unsuspecting." She bites her lip. "Yeah, if I could get someone to join us in this piss fest, I think I'd cum buckets." She smirks.

You feel flush again. "Well... who did you have in mind?" you ask