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Ep1: Lindy Grows Up

PTWaters1 — Thu, 12 Feb 2015 16:01:08 UTC

Reader Advisory: This story contains copious amounts of pee fetish content as well as many references to large clitorises. Stop reading here if this does not appeal to you.

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Episode 1 - Lindy Grows Up

Chapter 1: Helen and Lindy

Lindy remembered a lot of things which surprised Helen, knowing Lindy was moderately autistic. When Lindy was relaxed, she was calm, graceful, and was a regular source of laughter for Helen. Helen also had an elegant grace about her, but she had far more to deal with in her life. As a result, she was a bit more serious and determined because of Lindy’s condition.

Helen stood tall and proud, especially when it came to making sure Lindy was protected from the outside world. Lindy had always been a happy soul in spite of her disability and though her autism would often steal her focus, it never took away that calm serenity and gentle smile she nearly always wore. Even now, at 19, Lindy still possessed that peacefulness and smile that made Helen feel lucky that she was allowed to raise her after her parents had passed away.

Lindy’s parents, Laura and Steve, both FBI field agents, died when she was very young. When Lindy was born, it was discovered she had a moderate form of autism, so they made sure Lindy would be taken care of in the event they both were killed in the line of duty. As a result, Helen, who was best friends with Laura, was asked to be Lindy’s Godmother and potential guardian.

Helen had met Laura years ago when they were in their early 20s. Both were sitting in the waiting room of the same OB/GYN. Helen was there to find out if there was something wrong with her bladder as she had recently started peeing when she would orgasm. Laura was there for her first maternity exam as she had just gotten pregnant with Lindy. The two women struck up a conversation, each sharing why they were there.

Much to Helen’s surprise, Laura was able to explain Helen’s issue as she had the same condition. Both women, when they had an orgasm, would involuntarily void their bladders. Laura explained that there was nothing technically wrong with it and getting it “fixed” was far more trouble than it was worth.

Eventually Helen came to enjoy the sensation of peeing during orgasm and even grew to have a watersports fetish. While this was not the only thing they had in common, it was part of the foundation which made Helen and Laura best friends.

It was just after Lindy’s 6th birthday that Lindy went to stay with Helen as her parents were going away for a weekend vacation. The following day, however, Helen received a call that both Laura and Steve had been killed in an auto accident caused by a drunk driver. Helen was devastated at the loss of her best friends and furious that their deaths had to be so meaningless. Helen had known Lindy since she was born and had grown to love her very much, so she proudly became Lindy’s legal guardian and gladly raised her as her own.

Years passed and Lindy had become a beautiful young woman. Long flowing locks of copper red hair fell gracefully upon her modest 34C bosom and accentuated her pale skin and slender 5’ 6” physique. Helen was 23 years older and was a gorgeous “Botticelli” woman. Her full figure was enhanced by set of stunning 36DD breasts with pink, silver dollar sized areolas sporting nipples that, when hard, were about the width and length of a woman’s fingertip. Like Lindy, her hair was in the reddish family, though Helen’s was a dark auburn. Both women were kind hearted and sweet…but hidden beneath their angelic exteriors burned intense libidos that Helen had already embraced and nurtured…but that Lindy was only about to awaken.

Lindy never knew her father and Helen didn’t talk about him much. Lindy was shown pictures and told stories about her parent’s heroic lives, but beyond that Helen didn’t have much to share. Helen and Laura did, of course, have plenty of time for girl talk. Laura had shared a few juicy stories of her fantastic sex life with Steve, and on several occasions bragged about his 13” manhood. Helen had been widowed shortly after she was married as a result of a construction accident, so when she met Laura, she lived vicariously through these stories. Helen was jealous she didn’t have a man like Steve, but she had resigned herself to living alone…that was until Lindy became family and Helen took over as “Mom”.

Helen did everything in her power to make Lindy's life comfortable, productive, and joyous. To avoid the unnecessary emotional brutality that often accompanied public schooling, Helen chose to home school Lindy. As an editor for a large publishing house, Helen worked from home and had plenty of time to devote to making sure Lindy had the best learning environment for a child with her disadvantage.

It was late May and Lindy had just turned nineteen on the 20th of the previous week. Helen felt it was time Lindy started to learn about the world as it truly was. So for her birthday, Helen had a top of the line laptop computer with speedy internet installed for Lindy to explore the world...if only virtually.

Lindy loved the computer and it wasn’t long before she was quite proficient at searching the web for anything she was curious about. For over a month, Lindy was at her computer daily for hours looking at pictures and reading stories about places she never knew existed. While she often wished she could see these placed in person, she was content, for now, just to know they were real.

Chapter 2: New Discoveries

It was nearing the hottest part of the year, so Lindy often slept on top of her covers. Sometimes, she would get a chill in the night which made her need to pee, so on one such occasion, she quietly got up to do just that. On this particular evening, as she made her way to the bathroom, she heard moaning from the living room downstairs. Curiously, she peeked around the corner and down through the railings.

The rather large TV was on which was clearly illuminating the view below. There below, was Helen; naked on the couch, with her legs spread. Her left leg was up on the armrest with the other planted firmly on the floor. This gave Lindy a very good view of Helen’s clean shaven muff which was currently being held open while her clitoris was being massaged with the middle finger of the same hand. She was moaning just enough to get Lindy's attention, but it had never woken Lindy before, so she didn’t worry that she was being too loud. Lindy was fixated on the scene and was staring wide eyed when Helen shuddered and started to orgasm. As she came, her vaginal canal began rhythmically contracting and her clit, which was large, but not unusually so, began to twitch.

What happened next, however, was extraordinary.

When Helen’s bladder released during orgasm, it was spectacular. Her orgasm produced a thin fountain of pee that shot up nearly two feet, and arced out over three feet across the floor. The stream glistened in the light and made a quiet pattering sound as it landed on the carpet. Helen had thrown her head back when the orgasm started, but had lifted it to see the fountain as it turned her on even more to watch it arc across the floor. Helen let out a low, guttural moan as she watched the stream and her finger moved to stroke the underside of her clit as it twitched during the orgasm. Because she had a narrow urethra, it took longer for Helen to pee when she had a full bladder. She could pee for at least a full minute before she was empty, though her orgasms never fully emptied her bladder.

Helen’s orgasmic pee fountain continued for another fifteen seconds before it started to dwindle. When it had finally stopped, Lindy silently snuck into the bathroom to pee, then return to her room hoping Helen would never know she had been witness to the decadent display. Lindy had never truly masturbated before, though she would occasionally “pet” her genitals as that did feel good. Lindy was both amazed and confused by what she had seen and drifted off to a somewhat fitful slumber.

A week passed and Lindy was looking forward to planting flowers in the small garden Helen had in the back yard. During that week, Lindy also spent a lot of time thinking about what she’d seen that fateful evening and was growing ever more curious. Lindy's internet explorations had certainly exposed her to several pornographic advertisements, but she never actively pursued pornography. She wanted to know more about what she’d seen and was now very curious about her own sexuality.

As Lindy had never paid much attention to her own lady parts, aside from the necessary business in the bathroom, she didn't really know how things worked or why petting it made her feel good. Helen had not gotten to the “Birds and the Bees” conversation with Lindy yet since there were no men in her life, so she was learning as she went. The people in the porn ads she'd seen looked like they were enjoying themselves, and she knew peeing made her muff feel good which she associated with that memory of Helen’s orgasm. That connection drove her first intentional erotic explorations.

It was a sunny June morning and Lindy returned to her room after her usual shower. She put on a light sundress as it was warm due to the fact that it was turning out to be a very hot summer and her windows let in a lot of light. She was eager to start looking for more pictures and videos like those she had seen in the various random porn ads, but mostly to see more things like what she’d seen Helen do. Lindy was so eager, in fact, that she simply skipped putting on any panties and completely avoided brushing her hair. She sat down at her desk and googled a word she was sure would bring up sexual images she wanted to see. That word was pee.

Several links showed up and Lindy clicked on the first one. The video she found was of a man stroking his penis as he peed onto a woman that was squatting in front of him and masturbating while she peed onto the ground below her. This made Lindy pull up her skirt and look at her pussy. Lindy’s mound was smooth as she had been shown how to shave her legs and since Lindy wanted her muff to look like Helen’s, she figured out how to shave there as well.

Lindy inherited the best and worst from her parents. The combination of genes that gave her autism came from both of them. Laura gifted her with average breasts and a shapely set of outer labia that formed her perfect peachy mound. She also inherited her narrow urethra and a large bladder so when Lindy really had to pee, she could pee well over a minute. From her father, she inherited keen eyesight and the massive size of his penis. Since Lindy was a woman, however, this translated into an extraordinarily large clitoris.

As Lindy watched the video, she spread her fleshy labia apart and lightly rubbed her meaty clitoris as she’d seen Helen do. This sent jolts of pleasure into Lindy’s stomach and she felt her clitoris begin to swell. Soon she realized she was getting very warm all over and the mental clarity she enjoyed when she relaxed began to slowly evaporate. The more she became aroused, the more she wanted to just stare at the video and stroke her clit. She became focused on only the magical sensations and what she was seeing. She rubbed her clit as the man on the screen continued to stroke his huge penis.

The video Lindy had chosen was rather long, so Lindy alternated between watching her incredible clit grow, and watching the video. Her clitoris had grown so much that it was sticking nearly two inches straight out from between her beefy outer labia, which had also swollen and parted to make room for the sizable erection that Lindy was now gently stroking. It was visibly throbbing and had turned a darker purplish color; Lindy was now in a state of complete arousal and in a world of her own.

The video continued and Lindy, now having a "penis" of her own, began stroking it with her thumb and index finger, not unlike the man in the video. As she stroked her hardened clit, she also began feeling the urge to pee. This brought forth the memory of Helen’s orgasmic pee fountain again and Lindy was certain what she was doing now would make peeing feel really good.

The man in the video neared climax and Lindy was barely aware of the world. She worked the hood of her enormous erection back and forth over the swollen clit as the feeling of needing to release her pee became prominent. Suddenly, she felt small spurts of pee jumping from her exposed urethra onto the floor with every stroke. Lindy couldn’t stop and was beyond caring; she was panting heavily, almost grunting with every breath.

Then, Lindy had her first orgasm and it changed her world forever.

The man on the screen thrust his huge penis forward and began to spurt long ropes of white cum onto the woman below him. Lindy's clit began twitching uncontrollably even as she continued to stroke its incredible length. As her orgasm hit her, she felt a flood of pee escape bladder and spray out from her sensitive urethra. Lindy looked down and watched helplessly as the powerful jet of pee erupted from her pussy. The stream noisily splashed onto the back panel under her desk and soaked the rug beneath. Lindy witnessed the spectacle in a detached haze and was lost in the orgasmic contractions her pussy was making during her orgasm.

Lindy was awash in sensation and didn’t want it to end. Her orgasm and pee stream lasted over a minute and the video had long since ended. After her pee stream slowed to a trickle and the contractions subsided, Lindy slumped in her chair and she relaxed. Over a minute elapsed before she regained enough mental clarity for her to clean up the results of her first orgasmic endeavor.

Chapter 3: Making It Go

Masturbating to a wet orgasm became a daily event for Lindy. Now that she was aware of the results of her actions, she would lay out the towel from her shower to catch her micturition. Sometimes she would get aroused while watching a video, and other times the need to pee which would spark her clitoris to life and it would begin to swell causing her to, as she had come to call it, “make it go”.

The latter was the case the day Helen was passing Lindy’s room and paused to check in on her. The door was slightly ajar, so Helen could see Lindy get up, go to the far corner of the room, lay out her bath towel, hike up the skirt of her dress, pull off her panties, and sit on the floor facing the corner. She watched in stunned silence as Lindy put her hand to her pussy and began rubbing. Soon, Lindy had gone from rubbing to making the "jack off" motion that Helen was quite familiar with. This confused her and prompted her to find out what Lindy was doing. Helen quietly entered the room as Lindy’s breathing began to get heavy.

"Lindy, Honey, what are you doing?" She said moving toward Lindy.

"I'm making it go," Lindy whimpered in response.

Helen moved to stand over Lindy and could now clearly see the spectacle unfolding before her.

Helen had no idea that Lindy was so well endowed. Helen was both shocked and aroused watching Lindy stroke her enormous clit as she stared down at her pussy. Helen’s libido instantly reacted and her own clit began to swell. Helen put her hand on her mound in response to the increasing pressure. Lindy was now panting heavily and Helen was having a hard time not giving in to the arousal building in her own loins. With each passing moment, Helen’s pussy grew increasingly wet and the pressure on her bladder became more pronounced.

Lindy let out a small grunt and Helen immediately noticed that small spurts of pee were jumping from Lindy's pussy and landing on the towel before her. Helen pressed harder on her mound through her jeans and knew she may not be able to avoid coming on the spot. Soon, Helen was unconsciously rubbing her hand up and down over the seam of her jeans as she stood mesmerized by Lindy’s lusty display, hoping to find out what Lindy meant by "Making it go".

She didn't have to wait long as Lindy softly grunted again and Helen could see Lindy’s clit begin to twitch as Lindy stopped stroking and instead, pressed on the base of her mound, making her clit push out even more. The purplish head of Lindy’s flexing clit was shiny from the wetness on it, making Helen’s own completely stiffened clit jump and signal that it was about to cum. Helen was lost in the moment and had no desire to stop it.

A thin stream of pee burst forth from beneath Lindy’s twitching erection creating a low arc that easily hit the wall several feet in front of her. The urgency in Helen’s bladder reached a critical point as she easily related to the sensations Lindy was feeling. The pressure of Lindy’s pee stream increased as her orgasm consumed her and the angle at which Lindy’s pee arc left her pussy steadily rose, resulting in her stream splattering higher and higher on the wall.

As Lindy’s pee fountain rose up on the wall, Helen came. Her own clit throbbed as she gave into her orgasm and flooded her jeans. Helen watched in awe as her own pee soaked the crotch and legs of her jeans and flowed down to create a pool on the hardwood floor. Lindy’s fountain continued unabated for nearly a full minute as it leapt from her pussy and splashed noisily upon the wall.

Helen’s orgasm subsided nearly thirty seconds before Lindy’s stream ended. All Helen could do was gaze upon the scene before her and hold her hand over her completely soaked muff. After her stream ended, Lindy remained motionless for another minute as she relaxed and regained her mental clarity.

“I made it go, just like you did.” Lindy said, looking up at Helen.

“What do you mean?” Helen asked still spent from her orgasm and in shock from the recent display.

“I had to pee one night and I heard you downstairs, then I saw you rub your muff and pee.”

“Oh, Honey, you were never meant to see that!”

Helen had finally removed her hand from her crotch and squatted down to help Lindy get to her feet. The two of them cleaned up the wall and Helen took Lindy to the bathroom where they each showered and went to the kitchen to have some lunch. Helen asked Lindy to describe what she had seen and immediately knew the event Lindy had witnessed. Helen then inquired as to when Lindy started “making it go” on her own. Lindy told Helen about the pictures and videos she had seen and how they made her feel. She told Helen that she started doing this every day because it made peeing feel so good and that she didn’t like peeing in the toilet as much anymore.

Helen listened intently and took it all in. As her “Mom”, Helen knew she needed to set some boundaries without making Lindy feel that what she was doing was wrong. She knew Lindy was going to discover her sexuality eventually and would not stop her from doing what came naturally. She was proud of Lindy for not being afraid to tell her what she had done and, as usual, wanted to make sure Lindy felt comfortable and safe about expressing her sexuality in a way that didn’t make more work for either of them.

Months passed and around November, Helen had the downstairs bathroom completely remodeled into a modern, stone tile bathroom with a large walk in shower. In the shower, was a raised platform about two feet high, and four feet deep at the back of the shower, opposite the shower head. On this platform, was a large, gel filled, ‘bean bag’ chair that either of them could sit on if they needed to masturbate.

Lindy used it almost daily whenever the urge came to “make it go”. This often happened while Helen was in her office working. Sometimes, however, Helen would be out in the kitchen and could hear the patter of Lindy’s pee fountain echo out of the shower enclosure. Normally Helen would smile knowing how good Lindy was feeling and simply return to her office. On rare occasion, she would sneak to the bathroom door and watch Lindy’s orgasmic pee stream in amazement. This would always make her horny and when Lindy would return to her room, Helen would use the chair in the shower to masturbate to a powerfully wet orgasm.

Life went on like this for two years and Lindy was now twenty-one. She had become a fairly skilled painter and imaginative writer in spite of her occasional lack of focus. Helen could not have be more proud of her and wondered how long it would be before Lindy would want to try getting a job or even move away. Helen knew it was inevitable, but didn’t want to think about it. She knew the world would not understand Lindy’s need to “make it go” at the drop of a hat and tried to help her understand that other people would not accept her that way. Lindy didn’t seem concerned with that nor was she concerned with experiencing the “real world”.

One evening, Helen was working late and heard Lindy come downstairs and enter the bathroom. Lindy only used the new bathroom that late at night when her need to pee had aroused her in her sleep and she needed to “make it go”. Otherwise, she would just quickly pee upstairs and go back to bed. Hearing Lindy’s decent, Helen’s clit involuntarily began to tingle. It had been some time since she’d masturbated, so she becoming increasingly aroused knowing what Lindy was about to do.

Helen moved to the bathroom door after Lindy entered and did her usual “spying” as Lindy removed her nighty and settled onto the chair in the shower. Helen’s clit was already stiff beneath her robe as Lindy laid her head back and began stroking her clit which had already swollen into an enormous erection in her sleep.

Helen was extremely horny and began rubbing her own clit while watching Lindy. So horny in fact, that she spontaneously decided spying on Lindy was not enough. In an uncharacteristically bold move, Helen opened the door and approached the shower. Lindy looked at her, but didn’t stop playing with her pussy.

“Would it be ok if I make it go with you, Honey?” Helen said, anxious that Lindy would be put off by her presence.

“I would like that,” Lindy replied looking back down at her throbbing erection.

Helen removed her robe and stepped into the shower. She positioned herself with her right leg up on the platform and facing Lindy, but at such an angle that when she came, her pee stream would hit the platform and not Lindy. She knew Lindy’s orgasmic pee stream would hit her and she was counting on it.

Both of Lindy’s legs were on the platform, heels touching, and spread as far apart as they would go. She was reclined in the chair in such a way that her erect clitoris pointed skyward. Lindy’s gaze never left Helen, but drifted down to stare at Helen’s pussy. Helen was holding her pussy open and exposing her beefy, but less endowed clitoris. She let out a soft moan and began rubbing it with her middle finger. Lindy’s own clit was dark and bloated as it had become almost overly engorged while she stroked it and watched Helen.

“Mine is so much bigger than yours,” Lindy said, clearly referring to the size difference between her own and Helen’s clitoral erections.

Helen was lost in arousal but commented breathlessly, “You were gifted with that and I was blessed with these,” She said bringing one of her double D breasts up to her mouth to first lick, then suck the thick, hardened nipple.

Lindy, in contrast, had no more than a C cup. As Helen ministered to the nipples on each of her own breasts, Lindy gently rubbed hers and watched as the nipples hardened, making her stroke her massive clit even faster. Several minutes went by and Helen could tell Lindy, who had returned to gazing at her own beastly clit, had become lost in her own world. Lindy’s pussy lips had swollen and parted to fully expose her urethra. The tip if her clit had become purple and shiny. Helen’s own clit felt bigger than it had ever been and she started to rub the underside of it as she knew Lindy was getting close. Helen’s orgasm was imminent and she could feel her pee was now dribbling out helplessly onto the stone tiles below.

“Make it go, Lindy...I’m about to cum…” Helen gasped as her pussy began its rhythmic contractions.

Helen could neither slow nor stop her approaching climax. Helen pulled up on her pussy which fully exposed her incredibly swollen clit and changed the angle of her urethra. A small but growing stream of pee left Helen’s pussy and instead of landing at the base of the platform, was now hitting Lindy’s right ankle. Feeling the warmth of Helen’s pee, Lindy rolled slightly forward to more clearly see the pee hitting her leg. This sent Lindy over the edge and she came hard.

Helen watched in complete rapture as Lindy’s pussy began to convulse and spurt pee onto the platform. Lindy’s panting got louder as she suddenly stopped stroking her clit and pressed down hard at the base with the thumb and fingertips of both hands, making it rear out another half inch. Lindy’s clit began to twitch violently, and for the first time in Helen’s memory, Lindy spoke as she came.

“Its…gonna…GO!”

A firm and steady pee stream leapt from Lindy’s pussy, immediately hit Helen’s stomach, and slowly began to rise toward her quivering breasts. Both women slowly rode their respective orgasms, each watching the other’s pee arc rise both in both height and volume. Helen turned slightly causing her rising stream to splash all over Lindy’s thigh and lower torso. At the apex of their climaxes, Helen’s orgasmic pee fountain was hitting Lindy’s thigh, and Lindy’s stream was dancing all over Helen’s left breast.

Pee was splashing everywhere and both Helen and Lindy were awash in each other’s pee, and their own orgasmic bliss. Helen’s stream subsided before Lindy’s flow showed any signs of weakening. Lindy was still forcefully peeing on Helen’s breast when Helen took her foot down and moved back just enough to let Lindy’s flow splatter onto her pussy. Out of sheer lust, Helen held open her pussy to let Lindy’s pee splash onto her sensitive clit.

Helen was still luxuriating in Lindy’s fountain as it started to wane. Helen noticed Lindy’s lengthy clit was still twitching lightly as her stream dried up. In the relative silence, both women took a few minutes to enjoy the afterglow and come back to reality.

“Can we do that again soon?” Lindy asked smiling weakly and completely spent.

“Let’s see how things go, Honey,” Helen replied helping Lindy off the platform.

Both women rinsed under the warm water of the shower and dried off. Once dressed, Helen and Lindy stood in the bathroom and hugged each other for a long while. Not wanting to lose the relaxed state she was in, Helen suggested they head to their respective bedrooms to get a good night’s sleep. The two awoke the next morning with a lot to talk about.

Janey's preoccupation with peeing

janey1113 — Mon, 11 Jun 2012 12:38:53 UTC

Janey’s preoccupation with peeing

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Those of you that have read of my earlier childhood know that when I grew up on my grandmother’s farm, we would just squat in the weeds to pee. All the boys (mostly cousins) would just haul out their dicks and piss. I would hide in the weeds or bushes, but the other boys and girls would make fun of me.

After a while I began peeing in front of all of them. It just seemed like the thing to do. When soJaney’s preoccupation with peeing

meone had to pee, it seemed like everyone would stop what they were doing to watch. I think it got to the point that I would not pee until someone was around to watch.

We would have nothing to wipe with, so the girls would just make a swipe across their pussy with their hand and wipe their hand on their pants.

One day I saw a cousin wipe her dripping pussy with her hand and then stick it in her mouth. I had never seen or even though of anything like this. I told her that was nasty. She said her older sister did this every time she would pee, so she tried it and she liked it.

The next time no one was around and I had to pee, I tried tasting my pee. Not bad. I tried to pee in my hand and then drink a little. Still not bad. In fact this made me think I was older like my friends older sister. I did this from that moment on.

As I got older, I really enjoyed doing this. Probably because my mother took me off the bottle to early. (ha, ha). After the summer was over, and I would go back to town to live with my parents, I missed having to pee in the woods with people watching me. On any weekend I had a chance to visit the farm and run with the old crowd, I would just to get someone to watch me pee.

A lot of the girls were getting hair on their pussys now, and for some reason, they stopped peeing in front of the others. I didn’t understand this. As when I was younger and they made fun of me for not letting them see me pee, now they were making fun of me for allowing them to see me pee through all that hair. So I also stopped.

I think at this time in my life things were really changing for the worst. I had let my family pet dog fuck me and take my cherry. This was when I lived in the city, and since my cousins no longer peed in front of the others, I stopped going to the farm.

Still peeing in front of others was getting the best of me. One day I was at a restaurant and had to go to the bath room to pee. When I went in, I saw there was no door on one of the stalls. There was no one in the other, but I went in the one with no door.

Most women I know do not set on the seat in public restrooms. We just spread our legs, straddle the commode and cut loose. My heart was beginning to bang out of my chest. The thought of me standing, peeing, and someone come in and see me.

I went into the stall, dropped my panties, and stood over the commode waiting for someone to come in. I thought I was going to burst my bladder if someone didn’t come in soon. I heard the outside door open, and I cut loose. The piss hitting the water was deafening. The lady that came in paused to look in. I think for the first time in my life I almost came as I was pissing. She saw me and then went on into the other stall and said nothing. I swiped with my hand, stuck my fingers in my mouth, stroked my clit with the other hand, and had a tremendous cum. I wondered what the other lady thought when she heard me cum.

After this experience, I went back to that restaurant as often as I could. Between my dog fuckin me and getting to cum as someone watched me pee, I was having a very enjoyable sex life.

On one glorious occasion, I was standing over the commode peeing when a tall red head came in. When she came to the stall, she paused and watched me. She was transfixed with me peeing in front of her.

I don’t know how she did it, but she was peering straight into my eyes, but at the same time was watching my cunt spew my piss. Her eyes didn’t blink or move from mine. My eyes didn’t move from hers. As my piss slowed to a slight dribble, I ran my hand down for my swipe. I ran my hand into my mouth again without moving from her eyes.

She paused for at least 15 seconds before she made two steps forward, reached her hand between my legs and swiped the remaining drops of piss. She then licked each of her fingers. I think I heard her purr a little. After staring into my eyes for a few moments more, she turned and left the bathroom.

I could take no more. I started running my fingers in and out of my pussy. One hand on my clit, the other running in and out. If someone else would have come into the bathroom, I could not have stopped. I came and came and came some more. I know I could never top this one.

My wanting to be watched as I peed I think was getting the best of me. I know if I had told a doctor how I felt, what I had done, and mostly what I had planned, he would have had me committed.

I had it all planed out . I bought a pair of white linen pants and a thong that fit tightly up the crack of my ass and massaged my cunt as I walked.

I went to a nearby mall on a busy Saturday afternoon. I thought that the more people that are there, the better it will be. If someone is there that knows me. It will be so much better.

As I walked along I slowed down and hung my head down and started to moan. I put my hand to my head and weaved around a little. I started this close to a wall so in my weaving I acted as if I was going to faint. I lean against the wall , then started to moan louder. I wanted as many people to see and hear me as I could.

As I leaned on the wall, with my head hung down moaning loudly and swinging from side to side, I started to piss. A lot. It showed up very well in my white pants. It spread all the way down my legs and start to puddle on the floor. I noticed that I did a good job of picking out the right thong. It outlined my cunt hairs very nicely.

Finally I saw some lady come to me and put her arm around me and ask if I am OK. I just moaned. She said “honey can you hear me?” I continued to moan and continued to pee as long as there was any left.

She started to shake me and kept asking if I can hear her. After I have emptied my bladder, I started to look up. She looked into my eyes and asked again, “honey are you alright?” I continued to moan, but I focused on her eyes and asked her “what happened?”

She doesn’t say anything, just holds me tighter. Then I said my wet paints, and started to cry and ask again what happened. By this time there was a large crowd there.

As I looked around, I saw an old friend walking forward. She bent over and took my arm. Come with me Janey. I again looked at my wet pants and started to cry louder. The wet pants sticking to my tight thonged cunt was very visible. “What happened?”

Janey, you peed in your pants. “No, no, no.” I cried louder.

She picked me up and started to lead my out of the mall. As we walked slowly, with her holding my arm, and me crying loudly, many people slowed down to watch. I could hear them say “that woman peed her pants”. The men I could tell were getting an eye full looking at my cunt that was very evident. Some of them even followed us through the mall. I think there may have been a hard on or two. I smiled inwardly and let my friend walk me a little faster. I was in a hurry to get to my car now for the cum of my life.

When my old friend put me in my car, she asked if I thought I was OK. I said I would just rest here a bit, but I was feeling much better and was OK.

As soon as she was out of sight, I grabbed my crouch. I squeezed a little pee from my pants and sucked all I could. I then went to my clit. One touch and I was off into never, never land. Bang, I almost did pass out this time. It was so good.

As I drove home, I languished in my wet pants and was still having after shocks that made me cum just driving and having the tight thong rubbing my cunt.

I wondered how may malls there were in this town, and how many times I could do this without the word getting out. ……Janey

Yes this is a true one.

Introducing Elly

iamfilthy — Thu, 09 Feb 2012 17:27:39 UTC

Introducing Elly

Let me tell you a little bit about my friend Elly. I’ll start the story at age seventeen. Elly really was, in every way, the average teenage girl. She had interests in fashion, music and writing. When the weekend would come however, she went from a fairly quiet student to a full on slut. Drugs and alcohol fuelled late nights out with her friends, often in public parks, where she would fuck anyone she liked the look of, boy or girl. Her friendship group consisted of about ten people who were also abusers of drugs and alcohol, and the group of teens had all fucked each other.

I’ll tell you one particular event. It was a late summer evening and the group had collected alcohol to consume in a private park, for hours they drank and quickly all became horny. Elly, being the horniest of them all, quickly found her target, seventeen year old Josh. A fairly small, brown haired boy that always drank too much. Elly was wearing some trainers, black leggings and an extremely tight black skirt that was far too short, with a jean jacket. She sat close with Josh and the two spoke casually, before she told him she needed to pee.

“Alright, go over to the usual place then!” Josh said with a laugh, and traced her every step, watching her skirt reveal the outline of her ass cheeks. He felt his cock harden at just that. He noticed however she had not gone to the usual place, and was in full view of him. He watched her with a smile as she pulled her skirt up and her leggings down, revealing her tidy pussy, that had a tiny rectangle of hair above it. She looked over at him, her long brown hair blowing lightly, and began to piss. Josh couldn’t believe she was doing it right there and letting him watch, but he knew what she was like and he continued to watch her.

Her flow of golden piss was heavy, and she squirted the grass before her making eye contact with Josh the whole time. She crouched down and beckoned Josh to come over, who didn’t hesitate at all. He approached her and they moved behind a large bush where they could still hear the sounds of thier friends. “Did you like watching me piss? I know you do. I always see you watching us girls when we do it, you think we don’t notice but of course we do.” She said, in a very seductive tone, and Josh felt slightly embarrased yet so turned on.

Before he could say anything, she had pulled him down to her level and slipped her tongue into his mouth. Their tongues battled with each other and she moaned for some time, then finally broke the kiss. Her legs were still spread and her pussy exposed, and she turned to face him. “Taste my pissy cunt. Right here in public, suck the juice from my clit!” she demanded, and Josh pushed her backwards roughly and held her legs open by the thighs. She wrapped her long legs around his head and he buried his mouth into her sweet tasting cunt.

He lapped up the juice from her now leaking pussy, savouring the perfect sweet taste. She moaned softly and thrust her hips into his tongue, grinding the boys face until he was forced back up for air. Elly brushed a finger across his lips and took the tip into her mouth, tasting herself. “Mmm, so tasty.” She said with a smile. He went back down and sucked on her clit some more, his hands gripping her legs and scratching them lightly.

Elly pushed back his head then positioned herself on all fours, her round ass sticking out into Josh’s hungry face. Her cheeks were perfect, plenty of skin to grab and her ass hole was to die for, smooth, round and desperate for touch. “Spread my ass, tongue fuck my shit hole! Rim my slutty ass until I squirt and piss everywhere! Fuuuck!” she spoke quietly yet she was in a complete frenzy. Josh spanked her right cheek and gripped her left, squeezing and massaging it, admiring her shit hole which now began winking at him. He couldn’t resist it anymore, and after turning her right cheek red, he plunged his tongue into the tight hole.

“Fuck yes, my ass! I’m having my ass licked in public, I’m such a slut. I love it so much, taste every inch of me, get in deeeep!” her words were fast yet she still remained quiet enough to not be heard by anyone else, and Josh continued his assualt on her anus. He continued to spank her with one hand, whilst using the other to rub her now drenched pussy, collecting her juices into his hand then rubbing it over her ass, which he would then lick off. “I need to squirt my cum, please, please finger fuck my pussy, make me cum, make me squirt!”

Josh happily obliged. He slapped her pussy once, then three of his fingers slipped in with ease. She groaned deeply and be began roughly finger fucking her before her legs started to shake and her torso collapsed onto the grass. “Fuck, fuck, I’m cumming, my pussy is squirting, here it comessss!” just as she spoke, Josh entered two fingers deep into her ass hole which began throbbing in time with the convulsions in her pussy. She squirted two jets of girl cum, soaking the grass around them even more. Elly breathed heavily, turning her head to look up at Josh in the corner of her eye.

“I knew you were a slut Elly, but fuck! Squirting and anal! You’re incredible!” Josh said as he lowered his jeans, his hard cock desperate to get out of his boxers. She eyed it and bit her lip before turning round and sitting on her knees, where she began rubbing his bulge through his boxers. “Mmmm, I want this cock gagging me! Choke me with your dick Josh, please, fuck my throat!” she almost shouted this time, and moved into position so she was laying flat out on her front in the wet grass, and held her top half up with her arms equal in height to Joshs cock, which he had now freed.

Elly slapped his cock a couple times, held it at the base, opened her slutty mouth wide and took the six inches to the back of her throat in a single go. “Fuck!” exlaimed Josh, feeling his cock head on her tonsils, and the brunette began to gag, yet made no effort to take it out. The girl seemed to like choking. Josh thrusted in and out of her mouth fast enjoying the sounds of her chocking, and allowed her to heave on his cock twice before finally pulling out, both moaning as his cock was now drenched in spit. As the girl was catching her breath, Josh hit the side of her face with his cock which she seemed to love. Her face was red and her eyes watery, Josh almost came at the sight.

The boy continued the rough fucking of her throat until he was on the verge of cumming, “Oh shit Elly your mouth is perfect, I’m so close to cumming. I want to cum all over your ass!” he said with excitement, and she gave a little smile as she wiped the tears from her face. “Fuck my ass first, my tiny hole needs a cock, then you can fill my shitter with cum!” she told him, turning back around into the doggy style position. Josh slapped her reddend cheeks hard then placed the tip of his cock between her perfect bum cheeks.

“Your ass is so warm, holy fuck.” He sighed then pushed in his first inch, spreading the girls extremely tight hole open. She almost screamed and thrashed her head back, her mouth open, dribbling in pure ecstasy. “I need all of it in, my ass needs to be stuffed, please, fill it! Fill my slutty ass!” Elly was begging, she was so desperate for his cock, and he finally pushed in another two inches, moaning in union at the incredible sensation of her anus. “I’m filling your ass, slut. Your perfect ass is heaven, so fucking tight!” the rest of his cock forced it’s way in and his balls rested agaisn’t her pussy. He didn’t move for a few seconds to allow her to familiarize herself with the anal intrusion, before he bagan a steady paced thrust.

Elly reached underneath herself and began stroking her clit, knowing Josh wouldn’t last long. “Fill my ass with your cum as I squirt! Cum with me, baby.” It was the most effectionate thing she had ever said, and he felt her ass tighten even more around his cock. The familiar sensation was building it up in his balls. “Oh shit, shit, fuck, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum in your shit hole, oh fuck!” he shouted, she moaned even louder as she teased her clit. “Cum now! Fill me! I’m squirting too!” she announced with pleasure, and as her girl cum gushed from her pussy, his boy cum entered her bowels.

After two minutes of panting, Josh’s cock slipped out from her anus and he rubbed her thighs with affection. Although the girl had fucked every boy he knew, she had never been so outrageous as she had been just now. “My filthy ass needs cleaning, piss on me. Drench my hole and cheeks.” She spoke as calm as ever, and as if by magic Josh felt the sudden urge to pee, and doing as asked he pointed his cock towards her hole and pissed all over it to the sounds of her gentle moaning. “Your piss feels so good Josh, I’m gonna piss soon, watch me, mmm” So she joined him, and pissed for the second time, this time it was a clear white. “You’re one filthy slut Elly, let’s do this again some time.” He said, and slapped her ass one final time before leaving her to clean herself up.

Red in the Head, Wild in Bed.

lykaboss16 — Sat, 21 Jan 2012 22:38:46 UTC

We were lying in bed next to each other, no clothes on, watching TV. Well, it was sort of on in the background. Neither of us were really watching it. I was just so glad to have my husband back in the house. Now that the truth had come out, I was shocked with myself that I could ever have believed he would cheat on me. Especially with one of his students. Especially with a fifteen-year-old student. We'd been married for twenty-two years, and he'd been faithful for every one of them. I was ashamed that I could ever have accused him of such a crime.

I was savouring his presence next to me. We had been a month apart, and I had missed him so. I had missed the feel of his strong, freckled arms around me. My heart had yearned for the scratch of his orange whiskers on my cheek, his soft, urgent lips on mine. I had longed to run my fingers through the curly-redness of his hair and gaze into his sparkling, blue eyes. I had missed his charming, lopsided grin with those bright-white teeth.

But now he was back. And he had forgiven me. And all was well in the Miller residence. The kids were gone, out beeing teenagers, and Kevin and I had the house to ourselves. We were kissing on the bed, our arms and legs intertwined, when he pulled slowly back, stood up and pulled on a pair of underwear and jeans. "What're you doing, babe?" I asked, puzzled. He glanced up at me, smirking that uneven smirk as he did up his button.

"Gotta piss," he replied simply.

"You desperate?" I asked, sensing a game coming on. He shrugged. "Hold it." It was an order.

And hold it he did. We sat at the kitchen table, eating Kraft Dinner in the middle of the night, Kevin sucking back more glasses of water than I thought a man could hold. Every third glass, he made it a Pepsi. We chatted normally over our meal, the only quirk being Kev's squirming, which was becoming more frequent and more urgent by the minute, as the liquids and the caffeine entered his body. But I was loving it, and I knew he was, too.

After 'supper,' I broke out the old Miller Family photo albums, the ones that Kevin's mother had sent up for us to leaf through. We sat cross-legged on the bed, on top of the covers, laughing until we cried at most of the pictures. There had never been a dull moment in Kevin's childhood house, him having eleven brothers, and his mother had been lucky enough to capture most of these precious moments on camera. Kevin kept squirming and, every once in a while, he snuck a grab at his crotch. We were both pretending to ignore it, on purpose, but in reality we were both growing hornier and hornier by the minute. Finally, Kevin pressed his hand desperately on the fork of his pants and kept it there. He had reached his limit. He leaned over until his lips were touching my ear.

"I don't think I can hold it anymore." His soft words drifting into my ear made my entire body erupt instantly with goosebumps, and my loins tingled expectantly. Soap now had both hands pressed to his zipper and he was squeezing his thighs together urgently. "I'm gonna piss my fucking pants."

"Well you can't do that, my baby," I teased softly. "Big boys don't wet their pants."

He looked at me, that sexy smirk still playing on his lips, as he got up to sit on the edge of the bed, feet planted on the floor. He was pressing his thighs together harder than ever, squeezing his hands in there, trying desperately to keep it in. When I placed my hands on his bare shoulders from behind, and squeezed them, it pushed him over the edge.

"Fuck!" he swore, still grinning devillishly as a wet, warm jet darkened the front of his jeans. "Oh shit. I'm pissing my pants."

He stood up in the middle of the room, facing me, and I remained kneeling on the bed. He was still holding the front of his pants, but the stream couldn't be stopped now. He flooded his jeans until every inch of them was dripping. Every few seconds, he would let out an involuntary grunt as his muscles contracted, making his ass cheeks tighten and his penis twitch. His hardening cock made the pressure uncomfortable, so he quickly shed the piss-soaked jeans, standing there in his tight, white briefs. There was a puddle at his feet and it was taking all the self-control I possessed not to jump on him and rip his underwear off.

When his river slowed to a trickle, then to a drip, and finally to a stop, I bounded off the bed, flinging off my clothes, my lips sticking to his. I kissed my way down his face and neck, down his chest, his torso, past his bellybutton. I licked and sucked at his waistline as my hands slid the sopping briefs down, letting them fall to the floor around his ankles. My fingers grasped his tight bum as my mouth found his manhood. I tongued the tip of it over and over and over again, until he was panting and pleading. Kevin's hands were on my shoulders, his fingers gripping tight enough to crush stone. When I felt his cock begin to pulse I abruptly pulled back, standing up. A passionate scream of frustration was ripped from his chest; I had let him so close to the edge.

Our lips found each other again, and this time Kevin threw me on the bed. Our naked, sweaty bodies slid together, back and forth against each other as we kissed and sucked and groped and squeezed each other until we were blind from passion and desire. When he spread my legs and entered me, he was rough and unforgiving in his eagerness. But his lips were soft as they plundered mine. His hands were soft as they tangled themselves in my hair and fondled my breasts. His feet were soft as he slid them up and down my calves.

But his moans were not soft. They were growing louder and louder as I reached climax, my wet pussy tightening around his throbbing cock and my naked, shining body writhing beneath his. My fingertips were digging into his thighs with such force that they drew blood. Seconds after me, with his loudest, most desperate groan yet, Kevin exploded. I felt his load shooting deep, deep inside of me as he yelled and moaned and panted. He kept thrusting hard and slow until the cum stopped flowing. And when it did, we kissed. And we kissed. And we kissed. We kissed until our lips went slack wtih exhaustion, until we were barely conscious enough to pull away and fall asleep on the bed, nose to nose, in a blissful silence.

Saphira and Janie (Pt. I)

PukePrincessSaphira — Thu, 26 May 2011 15:13:20 UTC

Saphira lay in bed, the cool summer air blowing in from the window to her left like an angel's breath, thinking about Janie. Their first meeting is tomorrow, and Saphira is still unsure of what to expect. Janie had said their meeting would exceed expectation, but what did that mean? Something raunchy, to be sure.
    Realizing her bladder to be full, Saphira pulled herself out of bed, stepped to the pleasently cool hardwood floor and began searching under her bed. Finding what she wanted, Saphira pulled a small bedpan out from under the bed and lay it on the floor. Crouching over it, all the while constantly thinking about Janie, about her short, blonde hair, her supple tits, her thick thighs and absolutely incredible ass, Saphira began to piss. The wine she had drank earlier ensured that her urine was practically clear, but not entirely devoid of aroma and flavor. Her bladder finally empty, she shook the last few drops of pee from her snatch and ran a finger up her mound, picking up a few drops of golden liquid. Slowly, Saphira brought her hand to her mouth, drawing her finger across her lips, wetting them with urine. A small shock struck down from the top of Saphira's spine, slowly crawling all the way down to her tiny, soft feet. Standing, she brought the bedpan, now full to the brim with her sweet, sweet pee, to the bedside table and emptied its contents into a wine glass that lay next to a needle, a spoon, and a small plastic baggie. Saphira eyed those objects with the same glance a lioness would eye an unsuspecting next meal.
    Sitting back down on the bed, she took the glass and sipped from it, savoring the taste of her own urine before swallowing, picking up the baggie and the spoon to prepare her next vice. Tying a small strip of red velvet over her upper arm, the needle entered her vein, blood entering the syringe. Pushing the plunger down slowly, Saphira sighed heavily with pleasure, slumping back down into bed. Once hand went immediately to her glass of liquid gold, another slowly found its way down to her clit after first softly brushing its way down her neck, over her soft, large tits, down her trim navel, to her mound. As she began gently playing with her pussy, she allowed herself another sip of her glass of golden nectar, her ambroisa of the gods, her water of life. Her urine was slightly salty, mildly musky, but nothing too strong. The taste of her own piss on her lips and tongue sent a spasm down her thighs, her cunt jerked, lighting bolts of pleasure bursting through her sex.
    Her fingers moving faster now, she took the perogative to slide two fingers slowly into her dripping, slippery pussy. A moan escaped her lips, which she again wet with a drink of her delectable pee, her eyes rolling back into her head. Saphira's breath quickened, her tits shaking as her chest heaved. Now greedily slurping up her piss, she crassly stuffed two more of her fingers into her slimy gash, while another finger found its way to her tiny, tight asshole, lightly caressing the soft, puckered skin.
    And then it started to happen.
    All this time, Saphira had been ignoring the throes of nausea that came with her love, the opiate. Only thinking of what could be possible with her Janie, lost in an excess of pleasure, Saphira suddenly started to retch.
    "Oh God, not now"
    Saphira tried to get out of bed to move to the bathroom, but, tangled in her sheets, she tripped, falling on her ass, all the while coughing and gagging, thick dribbles of spit falling from her mouth onto her chest and breasts. Once she hit the ground, her stomach had had it, and she gagged again, this time vomiting straight down her front. The hot mass hit her tits and stomach, slowly sliding down her chest, still slick with her spit, rivulets running down her thighs to her feet. She stared at herself for a moment, and then heaved again. The sound of splatter filled her room as puke hit the floor, and her feet.
    However something was different.
    Saphira felt no disgust at what had just happened. On the contrary, the feeling of the warm puke running down her tits to her pussy had gotten her so wet that she was literally dripping on the floor, a small puddle of vomit and cunt slime forming at her feet.
    Frozen for a moment, spitting out the puke that remained in her mouth, Saphira finally moved her hands to her chest, sifting through the small chunks of fruit that she had eaten a few hours previously. And then, slowly, very slowly, but surely, her hands moved to her pussy, pushing the mass of puke on her stomach to her cunt.
    Saphira began to move her hand slowly over her clit, grinding the vomit into her snatch. Faster and faster and faster she began to move her fingers, until she was masturbating feverishly, as if her life depended on it. Her free hand moved to her tits, scooping up a small handful of vomit. As if unconsciously, she started to move her hand to her mouth. At first she only tasted a little, but she could no longer help herself, lost in the depths of depravity. She started to shovel her own vomit back into her mouth as she forced her whole fist into her pussy, complete with a handful of puke. After swallowing most of her spew, she groped for her glass of piss and drained it in one gulp, and then began to eat more handfuls of puke. Her fist rushing in and out of her cunt, she got on her hands and knees and shoved her face into the puddle of pussy juice and puke, slurping up all of it she could get. There was something amazing about the taste of vomit and her snatch together, and Saphira finally came, came harder than she had ever cum before, her entire body spasming, out of breath, to the point of unconsciousness.
    When she awoke, she was covered in dried puke with her fist still in her cunt, which was sorer than it had ever been before. Still winded from her incredible orgasm, Saphira wondered if Janie would be willing for this sort of play.
    There was only one way to find out, she thought.

Poppy and the Public Toilet

LuckyMan777 — Fri, 19 Nov 2010 03:53:28 UTC

Poppy and the Public Toilet

Itâ€™s a warm summerâ€™s day and Poppy is out walking in the park wearing a vest and a short skirt.
The heat is making her horny and decides to cool off by splashing some water on her in the public toilet.
The Womenâ€™s is closed so she goes in to the Menâ€™s instead.
She walks in the door and sees a Man pissing in the urinal and thinks about having some fun.
â€œYou shouldnâ€™t be in here little Girlâ€ says the Man.
â€œSorryâ€ says Poppy â€œI didnâ€™t know this was the little Boyâ€™s roomâ€
â€œLittle Boyâ€™s?â€ says the Man â€œIâ€™m all Man Honeyâ€
â€œThen show meâ€ says Poppy.
The Man turns around with heâ€™s cock hanging down.
Itâ€™s about 8 inches long and really thick.
Poppy can feel herself moisten at the look of it.
â€œWhy donâ€™t you come in the cubicle with me little Girl?â€ he says.
â€œOKâ€ says Poppy.
They walk in to the cubicle and Poppy locks the door behind them and pulls the Manâ€™s trousers down to Heâ€™s ankles.
She takes a hold of heâ€™s cock and pulls the foreskin back and licks from heâ€™s balls up to the tip of it.
She spits on it and takes it all in her mouth and sucks until it is hard.
The Man closeâ€™s heâ€™s eyes and moans with excitement.
Poppy sees heâ€™s eyes are closed and reaches for her knife.
She stands up and forces it against heâ€™s throat.
â€œWhat the fuck you doing?â€ he says.
â€œHaving some funâ€ says Poppy â€œNow pull my knickers down like a good Bitchâ€.
The Man lifts her skirt and pulls down her knickers to her thighs and a big strap on dildo pops up.
â€œTurn around and put your hand on the back of the toiletâ€ Poppy says.
The Man does as he is told.
Poppy stands behind him and puts the dildo against heâ€™s arse hole.
â€œEver been fucked in the arse before?â€ says Poppy.
â€œNoâ€ whimpers the Man.
â€œWell you are nowâ€ says Poppy with a little laugh.
She forces the head of the dildo straight in and the man winces in pain.
â€œDid that hurt Baby?â€ says Poppy.
â€œYes. Yes it didâ€ he says.
Poppy leans in until the dildo is fully inserted and her thighs are fully against the back of the Manâ€™s legs.
â€œPlease stopâ€ the Man begs.
Poppy just laughs at him.
She reaches around and starts wanking heâ€™s fat cock as she is pushing in and out with the dildo.
The Man starts to cry in fear and pain.
â€œDonâ€™t worry Babyâ€ says Poppy â€œCum for me and it will be all overâ€.
She continues fucking him hard and wanking heâ€™s cock even harder until he shoots a load all over the toilet seat.
Poppy pulls the dildo out of heâ€™s arse and pulls her knickers up and pulls her skirt down..
â€œLick up your cum for me, Baby and you are a free Manâ€.
The Man takes a lick and Poppy laughs at him.
She unlocks the door and runs out leaving the Man sobbing on the floor with heâ€™s trousers around heâ€™s ankles.

Drinking Amy's Pee

13lss — Wed, 22 Sep 2010 11:42:44 UTC

Hot breath hit my ear over the throb of the techno music, piercing through my ecstasy induced fuzziness. I felt long hair sway against my arm and a hand gently pull me closer. "We're so fucking high," whispered her voice, "We just want someone to come away from here and give it to us."

I gulped, swaying in surprise, and took a closer look at the girl propositioning me. She was alluringly sexy and instantly filled me with lust. I could see an Asian girl a few feet away smiling suggestively at me. I brushed back her brown hair and put my mouth next to her ear which was studded with a blue stone. "I would love to. Let's go."

She turned, her pleated skirt twirling, and led me through the pulsing crowds of ravers moving together in a blur. She was slender, fresh and sleek. Her Asian girlfriend seemed about the same age with medium length dark hair and tight red lips.

"He said yes?" She asked, and the girl replied with a nod.

"Come with us!" She yelled over the heavy bass, her hand urging me forward.

We left the open air rave and walked through the trees in the moonlit night, all breathing heavily and wearing excited smiles.

"What's your name?" The Asian girl asked.

"Luc." I replied.

"I'm Ming, and she's Amy, my best friend."

"I'm so fuckin' horny Ming." Amy said taking my hand and giving a little skip. "And you are so fucking sexy!" She grinned at me. Ming laughed and put her arm around us both, leading us deeper.

"Should we stop here?" Ming asked pausing. "The ground looks soft." She bent down in her orange overalls and sneakers and ran her hand over the ground. "Mmm, it's all mossy." I noticed she had a slight english accent.

"Where are you both from?" I asked.

"Canada," said Amy, "and she's from Manchester." She rubbed her hand through Mings' hair and licked her full lips at me. She had an elegant face and an innocent, yet slutty look in her eyes. Her breasts appeared quite small through her loose red top, in comparison with Mings' whose swelled out the sides of her overalls.

I felt Amy's hand rub me through my pants, feeling the contours of my semi-hard cock. "Oh yeah." She gasped looking into my eyes. I could hear the beat of the Rave far off in the distance, glowing like a bushfire. Ming snuck in beside us and pushed our two bodies together until we began to kiss.

I felt Amys' hot tongue push into my mouth bringing with it a spurt of saliva while her hand squeezed my bum. "Fuck that looks hot." Said Ming holding my other cheek. "You two french kissing like that is making me wet. Let me come in." She pushed our heads aside and began licking at our interlocked mouths until we opened up and let her squirm in. All three of us explored each others tongues, occasionally sucking on an earlobe or licking a cheek, our lusty moans intensifying.

I explored the soft asses of the girls, squeezing them and holding the cracks between them, enjoying their different shapes. I couldn't believe how I'd ended up with two girls who were so undeniably sexy. I made a mental note to memorize every detail for future masturbation material.

"Ming," Amy said. "Will you pull the beads out of my ass soon. I need that so badly."

"Soon sweet Amy. First I want to suck on Lucs' cock. Look at it. It's fucking hard as rock!" She rubbed the bulge in my pants firmly, giving me another quick lick across the mouth. "Isn't that fucking gorgeous."

"Mmm." Amy replied taking her turn, then opening the fly on my pants and reaching inside. I felt her cool fingers slide around the shaft before she pulled it out into the cool air. Ming groaned and dropped to her knees taking the bulbous head into her wet mouth and gripping the shaft. I opened two buttons of Amys' shirt and put my hand inside to rub her swollen nipples. She shuddered, sucking in air. I wondered about the 'beads' she was talking about. Why did she have beads in her ass. Mings tongue licked gently at the eye of my cock before she sucked it into her mouth and bumped it against her tonsils.

"That's so nice." Amy said kissing me again. "I'm absolutely soaked. Feel me." She lifted her pleated skirt so I could just make out the outline of her panties in the moonlight. I touched her mound then cupped her pussy feeling the squishy wetness inside and the slick patch of cotton.

"You are so wet," I groaned. "I really want to taste you."

"Mmm. Please, I want you to. I want you to stick your tongue in me. Would you put it in my pussy and in my arse?" She asked mischievously. I gulped, nodding, and pulled aside her panties to finger her hairless slit.

Ming slid my cock out of her mouth. "Lie down here Luc. The ground is soft like a mattress, and pretty dry."

"Not for long." Amy laughed. "I think I need to piss."

"Just hold on for a bit." Ming said as I lay down upon my back. I was starting to feel very excited. "Do you like girl pee?" Ming asked me with a pout.

"Hey?" I queried, resting on my elbows and watching as Amy lifted off her top and threw it aside. Her breasts were pale and pinched with little brown nipples. "Do I like girl pee?" I understood the question, but wondered what she meant.

She knelt down beside me taking hold of my cock again and warming my neck with her breath. "We both like to pee over each other when we fuck. We like to slurp up each others piss and drink it down." She said with a nasty look in her eye.

"Whoa. I've never done anything like that before." I said honesty, but my cock felt like a slab of concrete at the thought of watching these two empty their bladders all over me.

"That's okay Luc. We understand." Amy said dropping her skirt and skinning down her panties.

"No, I would love it. The idea of it is delicious. I want you to do it."

Standing naked Amy giggled. "I know Luc, I'm just kidding. I could tell just from the look you gave me on the dance floor."

Ming stood up and unclipped her overalls, her eyes fixed on my cock, as Amy stood over me and lowered her bald pussy towards my face. I licked my lips in anticipation and then it landed on me, sopping wet and sloppy with juices. The aroma and the flavor of her pussy was like champagne and strawberries. I could feel the recently shaved stubble on her mound but around her lips felt soft and smooth. She was sitting on my face firmly and I wondered if she was going to let me breathe, then she lifted up. "Look, look," she said pointing at Ming as her overalls dropped to the ground and her white shirt lifted over her head. "She is just pure sex."

Her breasts were full and voluptuous, bouncing slightly as she slid her g-string off and tossed it onto my chest, then stood over me, opening herself invitingly. "You like this?" She asked, then turned her back and leaned forward pulling apart her cheeks. I couldn't see much but the erotic poses she formed were enough.

"Sit here." I said gesturing her forwards before Amy smothered me with wet folds again. I pushed my tongue as far as I could inside her tasting an stronger tang and licking the interior walls. I felt her shift forward, sliding her anus over my mouth so I licked and probed at it, feeling a strange piece of string hanging out of her. I wondered if it had anything to do with the beads.

Then I felt Mings' hand holding my cock and the head was brushed against slippery lips. She rubbed it back and forth then slowly slid it right up into her. I groaned into Amys' arse making her lift up again. "Are you okay under there?" She asked as Ming slid up and down, her pussy squelching around the base of my cock. "Pee on him Amy." Ming simpered.

"Yes." Whispered Amy adjusting herself above me. I looked into her darkened pussy, waiting for the stream, feeling the Ecstasy rushing through my veins and the hot warmth of Min gs' body firmly embedded on my cock. Then it came, hot, steaming girl pee, straight from Amy's' beautiful bald pussy into my mouth. It poured out the sides before I accepted the watery, yet slightly astringent flavor, opening my throat and gulping down her warm pee. It tasted wonderful, a delicious sexual elixir from a lascivious young lady.

It made a hissing sound as it poured from her, covering my face and soaking my shirt. I lifted my mouth up to enclose her, sucking on her as she pissed, licking at her armhole, feeling it clenching on my tongue. Ming was moaning and moving up and down on me more rapidly. "Fuck, that feels Soho good." Amy groaned as her pee subsided and finally stopped. I sucked hard hoping for a few extra drops and pulling her labia into my mouth, then stretching it out and releasing it. "Oh, oh fuck!" She groaned. "I want to fuck that cock Ming. Let me on there."

I felt her slide off me, leaving me slimy with her oriental lubricant before Amy sat down, pushing my cock up inside her then bouncing up and down on it. I couldn't believe it, but somehow the Ecstasy was helping me control my urge to come. Usually I would be fighting off the orgasm, but even in these extremely erotic conditions, it was under my complete control.

Ming stood over me pushing her pelvis forward for Amy to lick at her pussy so I started touching her bare bottom, squeezing and running a wet finger up and down her crack. I pushed it into her hot pussy and felt the probe of Amy's' tongue, then I moved it higher to circle Ming's pliant little armhole. I sucked my finger again and then pushed the tip inside, feeling her anal muscles contract.

"Oh Amy, oh baby, he's put his finger in my Ares. Oh fuck that's nice Luca. Give me more, go deeper. Stroke my belly from the inside," Ming groaned, gasping and releasing small mews like a cat being pampered. I slowly fed my finger all the way inside her, feeling her silky anal walls squeezing and milking me.

"Ming, piss in my mouth. I need more of you. I want to drink you and taste all of you. Piss on us both, come on Luca," Amy said pausing between licks and pulling me into a sitting position, leaving me buried inside her to the hilt, face to face while Ming stood between us, slightly squatting and gyrating her hips.

"Here it comes. OH..." Ming squealed a little as the first spurt of piss shot out, splashing both of us.

"More, more," I said. "Piss on us Ming. Let it out." I rubbed her thighs to encourage her and she let it go. Amy and I fought for position beneath her squirting pussy, both trying to drink as much of her as we could and rubbing our tongues together in the process. Pee was in my eyes and up my nose but I kept slurping at it like a bubble fountain, taking a big gulp and letting more course down my face. I grabbed her Ares cheeks, pulled them apart and shoved my tongue as far into her Ares as I could as more pee rained down on us.

"Amy, where's your red vibrator?" Ming groaned.

"In my bag, just there." She said riding up and down and pointing to the shadows of garments, licking piss off her lips. "Can you take my beads out soon. I want to come while you do it. I want to dribble it onto Lucs' face while you suck on my armhole Ming."

"Oh yes." I said licking the pee from Amy's' face. "I want to fuck both your arses." I was becoming a sexual deviant all in one night. Ming held the transparent red vibrator up between us and switched it on. It let out a low hum.

"Maybe I'll put it in your Ares Luca." Ming said fondling Amy's' hard nipples and running her hand down her back. I felt her fingertips graze my balls and rub juices around Amy's' full pussy. She smeared them all over my balls and I felt her run some down my crack onto my anus. "You like that Luca?"

"Yeah." I said giving into the sensations.

"Come on Amy, get your Ares up so I can pull those fucking beads out. They've been up there for hours." Ming slapped Amy hard on the bottom.

"Ow! That hurts you bitch." Amy said making Ming chuckle.

"I love it when you call me a bitch, slut." She said laughing harder and slapping her again. Amy slid off my cock and turned on top of me into a sixty-nine position, only slightly forward. Ming came beside her and held the vibrator onto her pussy. "Luca, would you do the honours." She said pointing at the string in Amy's' Ares. I felt Amy close her lips around my cock and suckle me gently, her finger creeping into my anus.

I rubbed her bottom and circled her anus with my finger, then held the string and slowly pulled it forwards. Amy immediately started groaning deeply, her body shuddering. I met some resistance, pulled a little harder and watched her anus open gradually as a small bead slid out on the string. Amy squealed a little and drove her finger further into my Ares. I felt a strange pressure there I had never felt before. It sent spasms into my cock.

"Oh god, Luca, there's so much leaking out of your cock. It tastes sweet and nasty..." She trailed off into a groan as another bead popped out and this time her anus pouted slightly. The buzzing of the vibrator intensified and so did Amy's' moans.

"Pull Luca!" Said Ming. "She'd going off!" I pulled another bead out of her as her body quaked and juices squirted from her pussy onto my face. It was a thicker, more viscous liquid with a richer tang than her pee. I lapped it up, pulling the last bead out, and sticking my tongue into her anus. She continued to shake as Ming gently pushed my head aside and sucked on her Ares as well, enjoying the last moments of Amy's' orgasm.

"Yes suck my Ares you filthy little slut," said Amy pulling her finger out of mine. "Sit on this cock and you fuck her hard Luca." She lifted her leg and shifted off me as I sat up and helped Ming into a doggy position in front of us. I ducked down and licked at her, finding she was still very wet. I licked at her Ares a little causing her to arch her back and open it up for me.

"Come on Luca. I need to be fucked. Stick it in my Ares, or my cunt. Anywhere. Just fuck me. You get under me and suck my clit while he does it." I took hold of her hips and rubbed my cock up and down her slit, then pushed it in. Amy slid underneath her and Ming dipped her head between Amy's' spread legs. With my thumb I tested her armhole and found her to be very relaxed. I pushed the other thumb in and pulled apart the muscle. I was surprised how wide it opened up.

"Yes, that's it. Open me wide and fuck my Ares. Shove that fucking dildo in me Amy. Get it on full." Ming said with her cockney accent. I trembled with lust and fed my cock deeply into her Ares until it was completely engulfed and then, ignoring Amy feeding on her clitoris, I started pounding into her with all my strength. Little fart sounds were squeezed out but I just pounded harder slapping her on the cheeks a few times for good measure.

"Come on bitch!" I yelled thrusting for all I was worth.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Ming hissed, grunting and whimpering. "Oh fuck, I'm almost there. Suck harder Aimes!" I slapped her again and again, feeling the sperm threatening to explode from my balls but fighting back the urge. "Oh, oh, oh! Yes, that's it!" Ming gurgled, her body going into fits of shudders and her anus clenching around my cock.

As she settled down I removed my twitching cock from her dark passage with a sucking sound and rubbed it a few times. I felt Amy's' head under me, curling her tongue around my balls. Ming turned around and knelt beside Amy, then went down to my cock. She sucked it into her mouth and pumped the shaft. I groaned, leaning back to allow her greater access and running my fingers through her black hair. Amy slid slowly out and kissed me tenderly, letting me taste all the juices spread over her face, her hot breath warming my neck as Ming sucked me.

"Stick it in my Ares." She whispered, kissing down my neck and slowly turning around. Ming sat up and moved beside me, still stroking my cock as Amy moved into position.

"Let me get her ready." Ming said touching Amy's' armhole and pushing her finger in. "Oh, she's so hot in there. You're going to love it. Oh." I watched her finger sink in up to the knuckle. I bent forward and licked around it, feeling the crinkly rim of her armhole on the tip of my tongue. Ming withdrew, then pushed another finger in before twisting them inside her. Amy whimpered and lifted her Ares higher.

"Okay, let me in." I said brushing Ming aside and rubbing my cock against Amy's' pussy.

"I'm going to piss on you two again." Ming announced as I slid my cock into Amy's' Ares. She stood over us, facing me and releasing another stream of piss all over us. I licked at her pee-hole while pounding Amy's' tender armhole.

"Ow, oh, that's hurting. Luca, ouch!"

"Don't stop." Ming said as I hesitated. "She loves it. Ahh." She aimed her spray onto my chest, bending her knees slightly. "I'm going to finger your Ares Luca. Are you ready for that?" She asked as her pee subsided.

"Yes." I groaned already feeling my orgasm bubbling to the surface. Ming crawled around me and began licking at my anus with her warm tongue. I paused to let her, then pumped slowly in and out of Amy. I felt a finger push gently into me, sliding deeply until it brushed the sensitive part inside me. My orgasm seemed to drop down and build to a greater force as she stroked it, and then I exploded.

It was as if the dam walls burst and spurt after mighty spurt of semen spewed out of my cock into Amy's' armhole, squirting out the sides and dribbling down my legs as Min gs finger twisted and rubbed deep inside my armhole. "Fuck yeah." Amy said, pushing hard against me.

The orgasm seemed to go on for at least a minute until the spasms stopped. I stayed deep in Amy's' anal passage for a few more delicious moments and then carefully slid out. Ming slipped her finger from my Ares and came around to lick at the come dripping from Amy's' armhole.

Together we cleaned her out and then shared the come between the two of us before Amy came around for a three-way rainbow kiss. We licked and dribbled into each others mouths for a while and then sat back, all wet and sweaty.

"That was fucking great." Amy said standing slowly up. "That was the best fuck I've had in my life."

"Yeah. Luca, you are wonderful with us. We should all swap numbers and do this shit again." Ming said gathering up her clothes. She held up two pairs of dirty panties. "Would you like to hang onto these until you see us again Luca?" She asked with a sly smile.

"Mmm. I want to sniff them while I toss off to the memory of you both." I replied, again noticing the throb of the dance music. "Hey, let's neck another pill and head back to the party."

Long Weekend - Part 1(?)

joywriter — Thu, 09 Sep 2010 18:21:42 UTC

This story is based on true events/happenings, but any names/place have been changed to stay private.

7am, the alarm on my bedside clock radio starts beeping at me, telling me its time to wake up and start the day. I stretch out my body. I'm 5'12â€, 75kg, average build, just your normal 21 year old guy.

I roll over to wake my girlfriend, Ashleigh, she's gorgeous, I'm not sure on how I got to be with her, she's got a athletic body with a great set of tits, a nice toned body, with a nice perky, perfectly shaped, ass.

Feeling a bit horny this morning I decide to wake Ash up the way she really likes to get woken up.. I roll over and first check what shes wearing, which is just her panties, she knows I don't like her sleeping in a whole bunch of clothes.

Shes sleeping on her stomach, so I run my hand down her back until I get to the top of her panties. Not sure about how i'm going to do this, this morning. So I decide to leave her panties on for now and slide a single finger down the crack of her ass, I stop for just a split second on her asshole just to wake her up a little bit, but then continue down to see if shes woken up with a wet pussy this morning or if I had some work to do. Luckily this morning, like most, shes still soaking wet from the night before.

Her pussy is very very smooth, she must have very recently shaved it for me. I slide one finger into her waiting pussy, already she lets me know that she wants to play around by arching her back so her ass raises into the air and pushes more of my finger into her pussy. So I slide her panties down, only enough so I can get to everything.

Ash rolls onto her side, and arches to back so her ass points towards me, so I come up behind her in the spoon position and stick my cock into her pussy which by now is dripping with anticipation. All of this without saying a word.

'mmm... god I love it when you wake me up with your cock..'

Without replying I reach down with one hand and spread her left butt cheek, then reach down with my right hand, run my middle finger down her ass crack till I get to her pussy, slide my cock out for a second so I can dip my finger in and get some of her juices on it. Then I bring that finger back up and tease her a little by rubbing it around her asshole, until its all lubed up.

'fuuuuck that feels so good, finger my ass for me while you fuck my pussy!!'

I keep teasing her for a while then finally bury half of a finger into her ass which is meet by a load moan â€œuuuuuuuuuuh yesss, deeper!'.

We fuck like this for quiet a while as she keep screaming for more, harder, faster. Until finally I feel like im going to cum, so I roll her over so shes on her stomach again with her legs spread as far as possible, I fuck her from behind for a minute, then when I think im just about to blow, I pull out, start wanking my cock with one hand and spread her ass cheeks with the other and dump a load of cum all over her asshole, which immediately starts to drip down over her pussy.

I move up a little bit, give her a kiss on the back of the neck and say 'goodmorning sweetheart' â€“ my first words to her of the day. Then roll off to recover. She lays theres on her stomach not really able to move as shes covered in cum and doesn't want to get it everywhere. I throw her a box of tissues as I get up to check the morning news on my computer over on the desk in the corner of the bedroom.

I watch in the bedroom mirror as she goes up onto all fours, grabs some tissues and starts to clean herself up, with a perfect view of my girlfriend on all fours cleaning my cum off her ass and pussy, I was in heaven.

'I'm gonna have a shower and clean up since you decided this morning you'd coat my ass with cum instead of cuming in me' she jokes with a smile, as she heads towards our bathroom thats off our bedroom.

'Sorry about that hun, you know I love to do that' I say as I watch her ass as she walks into the bathroom, now wearing her panties again.

I sit there for a second just thinking about what i'm going to do on this nice winter weekend, too cold to go outside I thought, so going to have to entertain myself inside for the weekend I thought while I smiled at myself.

'Better get started then' I say to myself as I get up and make my way to the bathroom.

I walk in the door and step foot onto the heated tiles, look up to find Ash, her panties around her ankles, sitting on the toilet. She looks at me, smiling while she opens her legs to expose her pussy to me.
I smile back, and have a little laugh to myself as I know, that she knows that I love to watch her pee and play around like that.

She gestures for me to come over by her, so I start to walk over to her, as I do she starts to pee. I watch until im standing right infront of her between her legs while shes pissing.

'Thanks for waking me up this morning darling, let me clean your cock for you, you still have my juices on it' and with that she takes my semi hard cock into her mouth and starts cleaning it off, licking around the base and underneath so her tongue just flicks across my balls lightly.

'ohhh my god that looks so good baby!' I say as I look down at her looking up, licking my cock clean.

All the while this is happening shes still pissing, my cock getting cleaned off while I could hear her peeing. So I reached down, starting at her stomach ran my hand down and played with her clit while she pissed, then spread her pussy lips, and then bend down and kiss her as I fully cup her pussy and have her pissing straight into my hand until shes all finished.

We then stop kissing, and she reaches for some toilet paper, my hands still down by her pussy, dripping with her pee. I take a step back as she slowly, seductively wipes herself dry.

I then raise my hand up to the same level as her head, she smiles at me.

'You really are being kinky today arnt you?!' she said

She then leans forward then starts sucking on each finger one by one until they're dry from her pee.

'Get used to it, its cold outside and its a long weekend' I say as I jump into the shower.

(- My first attempt at getting down on paper some of mine and my girlfriends good times, so let me know if you want more. Lots of kinky stuff etc.. so let me know. -)

A pissing good afternoon.

itsonlyfun — Sun, 20 Jun 2010 18:02:25 UTC

I realised my sexual interest knew no bounds.

Nearing thirty and after two kids,I looked at every new happening with any sexual overtones as an adventure. So in this instant,here's a bit of background. We! That is my husband and myself had a routine visit each week to his parents. His mother and her second husband,my husbands stepdad. Equally,every week mum and son would pop out together leaving me and his stepdad to potter about as we wished.

They lived out of town in a cottage with ground. It was a haven for secluded moments. The paddock,an orchard,lawns and various outbuilding. My mind had marked all this as an idea place for illicite sexual activity. Now understand,we visited with the kids but on these visits it was only me and hubby affairs. His step dad was at least forty years older than myself and I had wondered about him sexually. Kinky I know,but don't you wonder what the age differences may or may not be?

This in fact couldn't have been farther from my mind on this occasion though. I needed to pee,so headed for the typical outhouse where the toilet was. Oh! I must mention,my mum had always told us girls,'Never sit on the seat of any toilet other than your own' so in I go,down go my pants and just as I start my extended piss from fairly high off the seat - I was bursting - low and behold the door opens, - No lock,just a latch - there staring at me is the stepdad.

Expecting an apology with a quick exit... Oh no,he stood gloating at my cunt, 'course I couldn't stop if I'd wanted too,but I found myself enjoying seeing an old man watching me urinate. He even watched as I stopped,took some tissue and patted my pussy lips dry. By the time I slowly pulled my pants back up I could see I'd given him a stiffy. - His tented trousers was proof. Not a word was said,but I liked the exposure I'd given my pussy to a dirty old man.

We wandered around the garden as if nothing had been amiss. but after awhile he said, - "You wont say anything to anybody about just now will you?" - "You enjoyed it did you? No I promise I won't" - he responded, - "I like stuff like that,you know pissing and stuff" - I heard myself replying, - "Me too - I'd not watched or been watched pissing before. I Lied" - "But,I would have liked to have watched yours as well" - He just smiled as we went into the paddock. Going over by the dry stone wall,he looked back towards me, - "Come on then,take a look" - As we got to the wall,he had his partly hard cock in his hand. It was a good size and I was surprised to note it didn't look all old as peoples faces do.

He started to piss, I said, - "Wait,let me feel the piss as it comes up the pipe" He tried to stop,but let me hold it,as he had to keep going. I felt the slight trembling as the liquid ran up the shaft past my fingers,then with the last muscle strains to make a couple of slight squirts,he said. - "Shake the end drops off of it" - I tried,but he took it and said, - "No,like this" having shook it,he looked at me as if he was hoping for more. - "NO! I'm not going too" - "What? I never said a word" - "No! But I know what you were thinking!" - "What was that then?" - "You're hoping I'd wank it for you" - He smiled. - "And would you? For a price he added"

In an instant,he'd fumbled in a shirt pocket and waved a tenner in my face. - "For this?" - If he'd only knew it,I was quite prepared to do it for free. I stuck the tenner down my tits,to which he took the liberty of pulling my front out to peer down to where the tenner was. - "NO! You offered!" - "No! I was trying to see your tits" - By now I had a grasp of his cock. - Stood straight in front of him I started milking his cock like a cows tit as his face told me I was doing it just about right.

He now pulled the facial strains of approaching his orgasm and I thought, Christ that was quick,he's going too cum already,but I misjudged it slightly as I stepped to the side so as his sperm wouldn't hit my skirt. A good blob stuck low down on my hem. - "Fuck! You got me. We'll need to damp that off or it will show" - Squeezing the residue of sperm from his dick he put it back into his trousers and led me up to do the spunk stain. - Cunning bastard, - Better take it off to be sure!" - "No you cunning old sod,you can get down and wipe it off with the wet flannel,no need for me to show you my ass and pussy - Not today anyway"

He did as he was told,but couldn't resist one little feel up my leg at my slit. "No you dirty old man,that's out of bounds" - "The pissing,is that okay again?" - "Of corse,you liked that then?" - "Yeah! I want to see you piss in the paddock where I pissed for you,I bet you wouldn't piss at me as I pissed at you!" - "Do you mean 'Piss over your cock?' - I might!" - "Fuck! When? When?" - "Sometime" - Getting really carried away now, - "Me pissing in your cunt would be really good" - "You dirty old sod,you know to do that,I'd have to strip up to my waist!" - His grin was telling as my wry smile left him hoping! OOPS,They're back!