Public pissing adventures: I’d never “partaken” of golden showers in open view before.

Public pissing adventures like this are the stuff of wild fantasies. But you know how I am, sexuality fascinates me! Indeed, if there’s something I haven’t yet experienced, I definitely want to try it!

However, my first toilet play experience happened in a completely unexpected way. At Sun Devil Stadium to attend the very first Arizona Hotshots football game, everyone reveled in the celebratory atmosphere. We all partied as we watched the Hotshots make history, what a rush! Tipsy on a couple of Coronas and more than a few tequila shots, I wandered away from my friends in search of the bathrooms.

I really, really had to pee! Wasted as fuck, I teetered through the first restroom door I could find.

I’d already raised my skirt when I realized my error. You guessed it, I’d mistakenly walked into the men’s bathroom! Why didn’t I immediately leave to find the women’s restrooms? The first thing to remember is all that alcohol started to hit me. More importantly, the urge to empty my bladder was almost overwhelming by now.

It’s true, I was almost desperate at this point! So of course, I did what any drunk college girl would do.

Again, you guessed correctly. I didn’t allow a little thing like being in the men’s room stop me! After all, I’d already raised my skirt, so there was only one thing left to do, right? Actually, TWO things. Hurrying before I accidentally wet my panties, I hooked my thumbs into my thong and yanked them down.

Wobbling blearily, I managed to slide my ass over a urinal. Just in time, too! Within half a second, the first stream of urine shot out of me. Moaning loudly and happily as only the truly shit-faced can do, I blissfully let it ALL out.

Head hanging down and mouth still open as the almost orgasmic-sensation rushed through me, I didn’t hear them come in.

“Dude, check it out! Are you seeing what I’m seeing?” boomed one of the guys as the group swaggered into this practically-new, public stadium bathroom. As they listened to torrents of liquid splattering the porcelain, the men wasted no time. After all, everyone had the same urge to get up close and personal with the waiting urinals.

I gasped with shocked embarrassment, but it was too late. Not wasting a single second, the first guy strode toward me as he unzipped his fly. Freeing his massive, veiny dick, he immediately popped it into my open mouth as if it belonged there.

Before I could stop him, I felt a gush of pungent fluid explode over my tongue and down my throat.

Imprisoned by the urinal at my back and a huge cock in my mouth, I gagged in helpless shock. However, the flow didn’t stop. Just to make sure I couldn’t turn away, the muscle-ripped male wound his big hands through my silky blonde hair. As I tried not to choke, he forced me to take every drop.

Since it was more than I could possibly swallow, the golden elixir exploded out my mouth and down my chin in gushing waves, soaking the front of my white Hotshots crop top.

Braless like usual, all that wetness plastered my t-shirt to my perky, barely legal college girl titties.

But I was way past worrying about getting drenched or strange men staring at my luridly displayed breasts. Although I’d fought him at first, soon I found myself eagerly guzzling the seemingly endless streams of urine. I could not believe how turned on I was.

Who knew I’d love public pissing adventures like this?

The other men crowded around, their hands enthusiastically groping every inch of me. The first guy finished urinating, then spun me around to face the wall full of urinals. Someone growled urgently, and suddenly I found myself completely naked in front of these horny strangers.

In fact, I heard them laughing and joking together as the zippers came down. I -may- have tried to get away but … not REALLY. 😈

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