(In this episode: feet and pee. Which, if you've been following my progress, should be about as surprising as the Sun rising in the morning)

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Being barefoot in the club is liberating. I can't remember who first told me about it, but I'm hooked. I love feeling the cool floor beneath my soles, buzzing with the bass... it's like it has a hotline to my heart. And, more importantly, my groin.

I saw him looking at me from across the dancefloor. He was watching my anklet glint in the strobe lights; I could see them reflected in his glasses. When he finally looked up and saw me staring back at him, his shock quickly gave way to a big dumb grin as I beckoned him over.

So we danced for a while. He was a good dancer, throwing me around a little (nothing I didn't want!) but always making sure nobody's shoes got close enough to cause me any pain.

And then I pulled him in close and murmured in his ear: "I want you inside me."

All the colour drained from his face. "Y-you..."

"Here. Now. On the floor."

He shook his head. "I don't-"

"You don't want to?"

Another shake. "No, I do, it's just-"

"Then do it." I reached down and grabbed the tent in his jeans. "Or I'll do it for you "

As discreetly as he could, he withdrew his hard cock. There were enough people around to cover him, and I shimmied in close, stroking it with one hand as I kissed him.

My own jeans were already open, and he entered me with a gasp and a whine. We fucked as we danced, two brought together into one, panting and laughing and trying to keep quiet.

The music switched, became more intense, and we became more brazen. He began pounding me, hard, and in a few minutes' time we both came, him filling my snatch with warm cream as my grool dripped down onto my feet.

We leaned against each other, panting, before he said: "I've gotta piss."

I looked him in the eye. "So? Go."

"Wha... now? While I'm still-"

"Go. Please." My voice was half commanding, half begging.

He tensed, and after a few seconds I felt him begin to piss. I was already filled with his spunk, and this was just another extension of it. The warm, clear liquid trickled down my legs, pooling between my toes as I rocked back and forth on his dick, fucking myself deeper and deeper as he pissed inside me.

I felt something growing inside me, and mere seconds after my first orgasm another ripped through me, making me squawk like a startled parrot. His cock slipped out, and with it came all his piss, bursting from me, splashing onto my bare feet and the floor. People noticed, jumping away in disgust.

I ignored them and trained my gaze on my new friend. "Shall we leave?"

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Feel free to continue this scene or start a new one. All my previous prompts are also open; I'm also on a little bit of a beast kick right now, so please ask about that if you're curious.