Barbie and Ken, part 1

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Unlike the Vicky stories this is fiction. Any interest in part 2?

Barbie had had enough of Ken. They had been working in the same hotel all Summer both living in staff rooms at the back of the building. Ken had spent many nights in Barbies' room, he had fucked her whenever he felt like it, insisting she always kept her door unlocked at night so he could come in and get in her bed, and her cunt, whenever he wanted. A couple of times she had woken in the morning to find his come on her face where he had wanked over her while she slept. Last week, she had been woken by him pissing over her after he had come into her room drunk He had pulled back the sheets before he did it and had stood beside the bed spraying his hot beery piss all over her body so it was no accident. He had also made her suck him off before staggering back to his own room to sleep.

Ken had on another occasion, made Barbie piss on the floor in her own room so that he could watch. They had both been a little drunk, Ken had as usual, pissed in the sink that all the staff rooms had, Barbie went to the door intending to go down the corridor to the shared toilet, and found it locked. “If you can't get out, you'll have to piss on the floor” said Ken. Barbie had refused, and asked for the key. “I mean it” he said, “go over by the window, squat facing me, and piss on the carpet. Now!”

“Please don't make me do that, let me go to the toilet” she pleaded.

“Do as you 're told. Now go over there and piss.” he told her, in a tone that suggested she should not argue. “And make sure I get a good view”. he added.

Barbie walked across the room to stand near the window. Turning to face Ken, she lifted the short skirt she was wearing and started to lower her panties. “Don't! Just pull them to the side.” Ken snapped. Barbie squatted, her knees wide apart and as she reached beneath her to pull her panties aside, her hairy cunt was smiling directly at Ken,sitting on the bed a few feet away. She had never pissed in front of a man, nor on a carpet, and her usual inhibition would have prevented her doing either, but she was pretty drunk, and her bladder by this time was bursting. She closed her eyes, imagining she was alone squatting in a secluded wood, and let out a little clear piss, just a dribble on the blue carpet. A little more, a trickle this time, and a tiny dark puddle of blue, quickly soaked in. Then Barbie relaxed, her piss flowed freely over the floor, as she was leaning back slightly, her stream landed on the carpet a foot from her opened lips. Ken had watched fascinated until she had finished, rubbing his prick as he stared at the stream and it's source. The pool on the carpet by this time was two feet across, and not until then had Barbie opened her eyes. She was horrified at the mess she had made, but Ken gave her little chance to reflect on it before he leaned her over the bed and fucked her quickly from behind. He had then collapsed on the bed and fallen asleep.

Before she too went to sleep that night, Barbie decided that it was time to move on. The night Ken pissed over her, she worked out what she would do before she left. Barbie had come to Exmouth from the North, Ken was a local and had friends in town. Once Barbie had gone, he would still be around to suffer any consequences. Barbie had lined up a new job to go to, and had a date to leave. So in the next few days, Barbie intended to not only piss at least once on Ken, but anywhere else that he could be blamed for, or at least suspected of. The occasion of pissing on the bedroom floor had not only broken her inhibition of pissing on a floor, but had shown her the possibility of pissing with her panties pulled to the side, something that had never occurred to her before, but was a definite advantage for a sneaky pee. She would make use of this in the next few days.

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I'd like to read a part 2!