Chapter 4: Climax
Colin ran his fingers through the tousled strands of Pili's long blonde hair as he brushed the loose strands away from her bright blue eyes. Her naked form lay before him, soft ivory curves glowing in the warm light of a dozen scented candles. Her slender legs swung playfully off the bed's edge while her hands traced absent patterns over her hips and belly.
Colin's gaze followed the contours of her lithe silhouette, allowing the desire to awaken within him.
Wordlessly, he shuffled closer to the space between her knees. Bending at his waist, Colin moved forward until his crotch met Pili's open face and mouth. Her eyes gleamed mischievously, pupils dilated, just a few inches from the erection throbbing in his briefs.
"Go on, baby," he whispered hoarsely, gently resting his hand on the back of her head.
"Take it in. Let me fill that pretty mouth."
She hesitated for a moment, considering his words, then relaxed and opened up wide. Colin didn't waste any time before allowing the warm flow of piss to wash over her tongue. Her lips wrapped around him as his stream pulsed out. Her eyes wide open, gazing up at him quizzically in anticipation of his reaction.
His grip on her brown locks tightened and the corner of his lips tugged upward, satisfied by the newest layer of depravity this couple had added to their veritable buffet of sexual experiences.
His dick twitched with renewed urgency – despite already having cum once that day – as he watched her eyes water ever so slightly in response to the salty liquid filling her mouth.
Pili swallowed repeatedly, hesitant, mindful of her own reservations regarding the many taboos she and Colin had covered. It exhilarated her, this overwhelming surge of power and filth coursing through her veins, each droplet adding fuel to the fire kindling between her thighs.
Colin pulled his cock away from Pili's mouth and began to piss all over Pili's face , her eyes squeezed shut against the deluge of warm piss, lashes glued together by the unrelenting stream.
"Fuck, yes!" Colin yelled exultantly, fisting his hands in Pili's long golden hair. Her face was drenched, the scent of his piss mingling with the fragrant candles strewn around the room.
Colin allowed his orgasm to wash over him as he leaned back, confident in the knowledge that his control and mastery would be rewarded with Pili's utter devotion and unfathomable pleasure.