Tell Her The Truth

"Okay, I admit it. I fucking peed on her. I have a really gross fetish for giving golden showers. Please don't judge me, I know it's gross, but please don't judge me," confessed John feeling embarrassed.

"Sara, go wait for me in my room, so I can explain what's going to happen tonight when your sister's out of the shower," requested Megan.

"Okay, but what will you be doing, while I'm in there?" Sara asked as she walked up the stairs.

"I'll just be having a chat with John, go on without us."

"Sara! Sara! I have a bit of a problem, and I need you to help me," called out Joanne from inside the bathroom.

"Why, you're old enough to shower by yourself aren't you?" Sara teased.

"I didn't account for the fact I can't move my arms at all, so I need someone to, you know..." Joanne called out, her voice trailing off.

"You need someone to clean your naked body?" asked Sara.

"Umm... and maybe something else too," added Joanne sounding nervous.

"What do you mean? Hold on, I'm coming," responded Sara. Sara proceeded to walk into the bathroom, after climbing the stairs, where her sister was supposed to be showering.

"John, I'm not going to say your fetish is gross or wrong or anything, but I am going to say that not everyone enjoys that kind of thing," said Megan.

"I know, I know, I know, but Sara tempted me, and I had to take the chance, it might have been the only time I'd get it," said John.

"Well, maybe a certain red haired girl may be into receiving golden showers," responded Megan nonchalantly before slapping John on the butt with an oily hand, giggling, and walking down to her room smiling.

John stood there, an oily handprint on his bare red ass, shocked, he couldn't believe what he just heard. "Was she suggesting she'd actually enjoy me peeing on her naked body?" Thought John.

John thought Megan looked absolutely beautiful. Her stunning pale oiled body reflected all the light that touched it, making her naked female form shine with beauty. Every inch of her was covered in some sort of baby/tanning oil from the neck down.

John was unknowingly stroking his penis, masturbating, lost in a fantasy. He was remembering her oiled, pale, captivating skin. He was jerking off thinking about her stunning, petite, figure. Lost in a fantasy of her cute butt.

Someone could walk in the room at any moment and see John, standing right there in the middle of the living room, naked, and wanking his dick like his life depended on it.

John edged himself a few times, repeatedly ruining his orgasms. He didn't allow himself to cum once. He was imagining himself fucking Megan in her pussy, repeatedly denying himself the chance to cum, building up his sperm, so he could proceed to shoot several thick gooey ropes of cum into her virgin hole, impregnating her.

As John furiously masturbated in Megan's living room, he could be heard lost in a euphoric fantasy, talking to himself about how he was going to impregnate Megan, before pissing all over her naked body in public, because she loved it and was such a slut. Then he heard a voice coming from behind him. "Having fun?" said the voice.

John jumped from being startled, turned his head, and stared in horror. He was face to face with Megan. "Don't worry, I heard everything," she said with a sly grin on her face. "I wouldn't shoot that in my house if I were you, you'll regret it if you do, so take your hands off your penis please," she added. And, with that comment she left the room and went upstairs, leaving John redfaced staring at the floor embarrassed.