**Bathroom Bliss with Susanne**

I’d known Susanne for years—always the cheeky one in our friend group, flirty, bold, and unapologetically dirty-minded. That night, after one too many drinks at the party, I found myself alone with her in the bathroom. The second the door clicked shut behind us, she smirked, biting her lower lip as she ran her fingers through her freshly shaved pussy.

“You’ve been staring all night,” she teased, stepping closer until her bare thighs brushed against my jeans. “Wanna see it up close?”

Fuck, yes. My cock was already straining against my zipper. I reached out, sliding my fingers through her slick folds, groaning at how wet she was. “You’ve been thinking about this too, haven’t you?” I murmured.

“Mhmm,” she moaned, grinding against my hand. “But I want more than just fingers tonight.”

Before I could ask what she meant, she dropped to her knees, yanking my jeans down and swallowing my cock in one greedy motion. My head thudded against the bathroom wall as her lips stretched around me, her tongue swirling under my shaft. “Fuck, Susanne—so good,” I groaned, watching her bob her head, spit glistening down my length.

She pulled off with a wet pop, grinning up at me. “I want you to piss on me.”

My dick twitched at the demand. “Seriously?”

“Mhmm,” she purred, leaning back against the bathtub and spreading her legs wide, her fingers rubbing slow circles on her clit. “I wanna feel you all over me.”

I stepped closer, my cock throbbing as I aimed right at her tits. The first hot stream hit her collarbone, trickling down between her breasts. She gasped, arching into it as more splashed against her stomach, her thighs, dripping onto her pussy. “Fuck, yes,” she moaned, rubbing the warm liquid into her skin, her fingers slipping between her lips. “Mark me up, baby.”

By the time I finished, she was glistening, her breath ragged, her pussy dripping. Without warning, she grabbed my cock again, stroking me hard. “Now I want your cum,” she demanded, jerking me faster. “Cover me in it.”

I didn’t last long. With a rough groan, I shot thick ropes across her tits, her stomach, her thighs, watching it mix with the piss still glazed on her skin. Susanne moaned, scooping up my cum with her fingers and smearing it over her nipples, down her slit. “Fuck, you’re delicious,” she panted, pressing two fingers inside herself as she rubbed my load into her cunt.

I dropped to my knees, grinding my cock against her slippery folds before plunging inside. She cried out, her legs locking around my waist as I fucked her deep, the filthy mix of our fluids making every thrust obscenely wet. Her nails dug into my back as she came, screaming my name, her pussy clenching around me until I buried myself one last time, filling her up.

We collapsed against the tub, breathing hard, sticky and spent. Susanne giggled, licking a stray drop of cum off her finger. “Best lotion ever.”

Fuck, I was already getting hard again.