Sexy Time 4 - Cuffed & Desperate
Why did it seem that there were so few Pokemon who shared the same fetishes I do? Every time one of my partners found out about them, they were either uncomfortable with them entirely and left me, or were okay with them but wouldn't partake in them. There had to be some potential partner out there who would be willing to partake. My sex life has been getting too dull.
You can call me Pat. I'm a Zoroark, but I have a different coloration and build compared to most Zoroarks. I'm not just an ordinary Zoroark, and I'm not a shiny Zoroark either. The top half of my mane is sky blue, while the bottom half is dark purple, with a gradient-type transition between the colors. I don't have the usual colored tips of Zoroark's mane. My eyes and ponytail holder are green. My claws are sky blue, matching the sky blue in my mane, while I also have a fourth claw on my hands acting as a thumb and a much more "human" hand in comparison to other Zoroarks. My primary fur color is purple instead of gray, and my chest fur is dark purple, matching the dark purple in my mane. My arms aren't as thin as a normal Zoroark's, either. I'm also taller and heavier than most Zoroarks, measuring 6 feet tall and weighing 201 pounds. I'm a 19-year-old college student attending an engineering school in Nimbasa City, and, as I was saying earlier, I'm just seeking to satisfy my fetishes to make my sex life more interesting. And when that finally happened... Oh boy.
After my last class, I found an open door on the girl's side of my dorm. There was one woman in there: A very beautiful Mienshao. I decided I would go in and make some casual conversation.
After knocking on the door to get her attention, I said a simple, "Hey."
"Hey," said the Mienshao.
"So, uhh... What are you doing?", I asked.
I was a bit nervous, and I think my delay in asking her what she was doing showed. I've never really been the best when it comes to conversations. This was starting to get awkward. My heart sank as I felt like I had royally fucked up.
"Just browsing YouTube a bit," she said.
"Cool," I said. "Anyway... I'm Pat. What's your name?"
"Desiree," she said.
I looked at her desk. Her desk was very well-organized; certainly more organized than anything in my dorm room. However, I noticed something... Metallic, that appeard to have a round shape.
"Hey, Desiree, what are those on your desk?", I asked, pointing to what I saw.
"Oh, shit!", she exclaimed, immediately tucking them away. I saw she was blushing heavily.
"Why hide them?", I asked. "Do you, maybe... Not want someone to find out about them?"
"It's, uhh... For a project?", said Desiree.
It was completely obvious she was lying; it didn't take a genius to figure that out.
"Don't worry, Desiree," I said. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I mean, there are some things I'd rather not reveal to someone I just met..."
"Like?", she asked.
"Umm," I said, blushing heavily. "Well, this is... Awkward..."
"I'll tell you my secret if you tell me yours," she said.
"Well... I'm into watersports," I said.
"Wow, how coincidental! Me too," she said. "Anyway... About what you saw..."
She got the metallic objects out, revealing two pairs of handcuffs.
"Oh, nice," I said. "I've got a couple of pairs just like that."
"You're into bondage too?", she asked.
"Yep," I said. "... Well, this has gotten quite, uhh... Personal, considering we just met."
Right after I said that, Desiree shut her door, and took off her shirt and jeans, revealing a very sexy black bra and black panties. In addition, I could now see her nice, large, round ass. Well, I was starting to get aroused.
"Well," she said. "I suppose I do have an excuse to... Have some fun with my fetishes."
HOLY SHIT. She was into me. She wanted the D. She didn't just want the D; she wanted to have fun involving watersports and bondage! I literally fainted right there.
When I woke up, I found myself handcuffed to her bed, with all of my clothes - a pair of light blue jeans and a Metallica T-shirt - still on. I needed to pee a little, but I knew I could hold it for a few hours longer.
"Uhh... Desiree," I said. "Are you sure about this? We only just met..."
"You'll be sure soon enough," she said.
She got two one-liter water bottles out of her fridge, setting one down and opening the other.
"First off, I think we should have you chug this," she said.
"I'll piss myself," I said. "I'd love that, but I don't have a change of p - "
Without even letting me finish, she forced me to drink the entire water bottle. Reluctantly, I swallowed every last bit of the water. It was easy early on, but after 200 milliliters or so, it was a challenge to carry on. I had 800 milliliters to go, but my body decided I was only ready for 200. Nonetheless, in the name of satisfying my fetishes, I kept on chugging, powering through my body's requests to stop. After about 30 seconds, I was done, and then Desiree chugged the other water bottle.
"Now," she said. "You hold all of that in for as long as you can. Got it?"
I nodded. Desiree sat down on the bed, right beside my legs. Now, we were playing the waiting game. The first hour of holding it was a piece of cake, but after that, I was getting quite desperate for a piss. I knew I could go on for longer as I had quite a bit of experience holding in my pee, having done desperation on my own time. Regardless, I was in a world of pain. My full bladder was aching, yelling at me to let it empty its contents. I had to make small, frequent motions of my legs in order to stay dry. My breathing became so shallow that I probably would have been breathing better if I were having an asthma attack. Even so, being so desperate for a pee gave me a boner. I looked up as far as I could and I noticed Desiree was squirming and had her eyes closed. She was also struggling to hold it.
"Well, I'm about to burst," she said. "Seems you still haven't wet yourself. Maybe you need a little extra?"
Without warning, she forced my mouth open and hovered over it. Without taking her panties off, she peed directly into my mouth. Normally, I would expect an excessively salty, vomit-inducing taste, but due to all of the water she drank, her pee was more dilute, and therefore didn't taste as strong. The characteristic taste of urine was still there, but while my personal tests with urine consumption had the urine being too strong, causing me to drink artificially sweetened beverages to add a bit of a sweeter taste to compensate for it, Desiree's urine was just right. I was loving it. I happily swallowed every ounce of urine she gave to me, which would only add to my desperation after a while, but I was loving this so much that I didn't care. As Desiree peed in my mouth, her pee stream rapidly created a large pee stain on her panties. Desiree sighed, conveying feelings of relief and excitement. After a good minute of her peeing, her pee stream died down. Desiree's panties were almost completely soaked in her warm piss. I thought for sure that I would have wet myself while Desiree was peeing herself over my open mouth, but I was still dry.
After that ordeal, Desiree hovered over my nose, causing me to smell the lovely aroma of her freshly-pissed-in panties. I was loving the smell so much that I completely overlooked my bladder control and breathed rapidly through my nose to get a better smell of her urine. Because of that, the floodgates opened. I was rapidly, involuntarily, and uncontrollably pissing myself. I sighed, feeling a mixture of relief, arousal, and enjoyment, while I was simultaneously hating myself for allowing myself to forget about my desperation. My urine spread across my jeans, traveling down my sides to soak my ass, while the resulting puddle underneath me soaked me with urine further down my legs and on my back. This was amazing; I was feeling warmth not just in my crotch and legs; I was feeling it across my entire body. At this point, my arousal simply skyrocketed. My penis was already erect, but my increased arousal caused it to become even larger and even harder. After a minute of peeing, my pee stream died down. Most of Desiree's bed was soaked in urine, while the puddle had spread to cover my back and the back of my legs in their entirety.
Desiree got one of the handcuff keys, and freed my left arm. After doing so, she moved my hand so that I was touching her crotch and feeling her soaked panties.
"C'mon boy," she said. "Rub it like there's no tomorrow."
I didn't question her for a second. I started vigorously rubbing her warm, piss-soaked panties and didn't even slow down for a little bit. As Desiree's breathing accelerated, her pussy juices leaked into her panties, and the resulting lubrication allowed me to rub even harder.
"Oh, yes, Pat," she said. "That's good..."
After saying that, she peed in her panties again, once again flooding them with her warm fluids. The feeling of her warm pee in my hand caused me to become even more aroused; as a result, I rubbed even faster. The increased speed caused Desiree to let out a loud moan and caused her pussy to secrete more pussy juice. After 30 seconds of her peeing, she stopped peeing, moved my hand away from her crotch, and once again cuffed it to the bed. She then took off her panties, placing them right on my nose, and took off her bra, exposing her large, D-cup breasts. She then quickly removed my soaked pants.
"I'm going to ride you hard," she said. "Ready?"
I nodded. Desiree then promptly started riding my dick, very rapidly taking her vagina in and out of all nine inches of my penis. While doing so, her breasts shook up and down. She held them in place, using her fingers to rub circles around her nipples. Everything she was doing was amazing; the way she was playing with her nipples, the way she was riding my cock, and the way she placed her panties on my nose, allowing me to smell her pissy panties. I loved every second of it. As my breathing intensified, Desiree began letting out loud moans of pleasure.
"Oh, yes, Pat," she said. "I - I love this! I bet you're enjoying it too, huh?"
I nodded very quickly. I've always liked it rough, and while I generally preferred to play the dominant role, this was still extremely enjoyable. Besides, it was fun to mix things up a little bit. Then, after about four minutes of fucking, Desiree's moans became louder and more frequent.
"Oh... Oh!!!", she said. "I'm... I'm gonna...!"
With that, her vagina tightened around my dick and a ton of pussy juices squirted out of her vagina, covering my penis and the area around it. She was having a squirting orgasm.
"Oh... Oh, yes," she said.
Due to the tightness of her vagina during orgasm, it felt as if it were trying to crush my dick. After about 45 seconds of her orgasm, I felt the tension inside of my penis reach its maximum point, and my orgasm started. My cum shot into her vagina like tiny little bullets fired from a gun.
"Ah.....", I said, letting out a sigh of excitement.
Once my orgasm was finished, Desiree stopped riding my dick and uncuffed me from the bed. I took off my shirt, and then we cuddled, still piss-soaked, for a good thirty minutes. During this time, I playfully rubbed her nipples.
Out of the blue, she suddenly exclaimed, "Oh shit!"
"What?", I asked.
"I forgot to take my pill this morning," she said.