Natasha had always been known as the hottest girl in her college. Natasha is a captivating 19-year-old. Her dark hair frame her alluring pale complexion and stunning brown eyes. A nose ring adds to her seductive appeal. Her lips, plump and velvety, are painted with a deep shade of red. Defined collarbones and a perfectly sculpted midriff highlight her delicate figure. She exudes confidence with her big, tender bosom, pink nipples, and a slim waist. Her navel and love handles add to her fleshy curves, ending with a round and irresistible backside. But it was her reputation as a slut that truly set her apart. Natasha loved the attention that her flirtatious nature and revealing outfits brought her. She reveled in the power she held over the boys who would do anything to be with her.
But despite her wild and provocative persona, Natasha had a secret side to her. She worked part-time as a caretaker for an elderly man, Mr. Shah, who lived alone in a large house near the edge of town. At 92 years old, Mr. Shah was weak and frail, but he still had his wits about him. He had always been fond of Mr. Shah, admiring her beauty and confidence. But as he grew older, his admiration turned into something else – a deep, sexual longing for the young girl.
One day, while Natasha was dusting around Mr. Shah’s room, she noticed him lying in bed, looking pale and weak. She rushed over to his side, worried that he was ill. But he assured her that he was just feeling a little weak and needed some help getting up. As he tried to get out of bed, he let out a groan and pretended to be in pain. Natasha panicked, thinking that he might be having a heart attack.
But as she tried to help him, Mr. Shah suddenly stopped and looked at her with a mischievous glint in his eye. ‘I need to pee, but I don’t think I can make it to the bathroom,’ he said with a sly smirk. Natasha was taken aback by his request and was at a loss for what to do. It would be a lot of work to clean the bed sheet and the bed she thought.
In a moment of desperation, Mr. Shah suggested that she drink his pee to avoid him wetting the bed. Natasha was shocked and initially refused. She suggested that he pee in a bottle. But he refused saying that he had a lot of pent up pee that a bottle cannot hold it. In that hasty moment she couldn’t think of any other way to handle the situation. As she had previously sucked cocks of guys before, she thought how different is it going to be. ‘It’s just slightly more disgusting but will save me a lot of work’, she thought to herself. She reluctantly agreed and helped him pull down his shorts.
As she saw his ‘worm-like’ penis, wrinkled and covered in white pubic hair, she couldn’t stop herself from feeling repulsed. But she knew she had to do it – for both their sakes. She hesitantly took his member into her mouth, pursing her bright red lips around it and suddenly, he started urinating. The smell was pungent and the taste was bitter, but she swallowed every drop, feeling disgusted and humiliated.