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  1. sathuta

    Pissing as a foreplay

    Foreplay is important for couples to get the sexual stimulation when they are going to have sex. Here I would like to suggest pissing as a better foreplay. Both men and women can play with the pee streams of their opposite sex partners before having sex. At least they can watch each others pissing. It will help couples to enjoy more and also enjoy for a long time.
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  4. wetwulf

    Girl's Night 7

    We finally decided to turn in for the night, and we had only been asleep for maybe an hour so when I was woken up by moaning. I sat up and looked around. Because of a nightlight that was plugged into the wall next to the basement steps, I could make out most of the room. I saw Tara just barely moving around on the couch. Her eyes were closed, so she must have been having a dream. I watched her as she lay still for a moment and then moaned again and moved just a little bit, then stopped again. Her lips were parted, and her breath was a mix of soft with small gasps when she moved. I watched curiously. “I jus…” she mumbled, and then moved and gasped again. “Oh, I can’t hold it.” Then I heard the unmistakable dribbling sound and could see the shiny sparkle of her pee as she sighed and soaked the couch cushion under her. “Mmm, I’m peeing,” she said, her eyes still closed. “Don’t stop, ohh, yes.” Her flow continued, and I watched as she peed full force, drenching the couch again. I could feel my pussy getting wet just watching Tara as she squirmed and moaned again while still dribbling pee into the couch. Still sitting up, I spread my legs just enough and reached under the covers to rub my slit. As Tara’s flow came to an end, I could already feel my orgasm getting closer. “That felt good,” Tara said, her eyes still closed. “You should do it, too.” I started trying to imagine what she must be dreaming about, and the image ran through my mind of her with another girl maybe licking her pussy or rubbing her as she peed. “Yeah, like that,” she said. I imagined the other girl knelt on all fours over Tara’s pussy, still licking but opening her own legs to let her pee fall freely to the floor. As my climax swept over me I let go of my bladder and sprayed a messy spray of pee all over my fingers, the blanket, and the mattress. I bit my lip to keep from screaming because I didn’t want to wake Tara or Jennifer as my warm flow soaked my legs and the mattress and crept under me and up my back. I finally finished and flopped back onto the mattress, enjoying the last few dribbles as they warmed my crotch and I drifted back to sleep. I was woken up again to the feeling of someone crawling onto the mattress next to me. I was startled at first until I realized it was Jennifer. She noticed she had woken me and smiled. “Sorry,” she said, rolling over onto her side to face me. “I didn’t mean to wake you, but can’t let you have all the fun.” In my grogginess I wasn’t sure what she meant until seconds later I heard a soft hissing sound. And then I could feel just light pricks of wetness as she peed and her warm pee splashed onto the mattress and all over her legs. “Mmm, that’s nice,” she said. “Scoot over here,” I said. I was surprised when she smiled, cut off her flow, and scooted closer to me, her knee and upper thigh touching my leg. Then she sighed and continued peeing, and I could really feel it now dribbling onto the mattress, splashing my leg and flowing around my butt and lower thigh. Then she surprised me again as I felt her finger gently caress my labia and then slip into my slit. “I might pee,” I said. She smiled and did not stop rubbing. I took that as a sign that she didn’t care, so I relaxed and let go. The sensation of her fingers gently caressing me and the warm dribble of my pee combined with her waning flow dripping from her crotch to the mattress was enough to have me moaning in no time until I was bucking my hips and biting my lips to hold back a scream. I looked over at her, and she was rubbing herself with her other hand, also, her eyes closed and her mouth open in a silent moan. After we both finished, Jennifer made no effort to get up, and I didn’t make her. We were soon drifting off to sleep. I had an unexpected dream after that. I was back at the beach house at Hilton Head, and my mom was there, too, with Evan. In my dream, I’m standing out on the balcony, naked, spraying my pee off the deck when Evan steps up behind me. He grabs me gently by the shoulders and turns me around. I’m still peeing but down my legs now. Evan is also naked and fully erect. I see my mom behind him, smiling, naked as well. “It’s okay,” she says. Evan groans and a stream of hot pee sprays out of his big dick, all over my tummy, and dribbles down to join my own flow from my slit down my legs. Then he moves forward, and he is quickly inside of me. “He feels so good, doesn’t he?” my mom says. I only moan in reply, but I can see her behind him as she squats on the deck and blasts a strong stream of pee all over the wood, making a big stain and laughing as she watches us. Evan pulls out of me, turns me around, and enters me again from behind. “Go ahead and pee,” my mom says. “You know you want to.” I lean back into him and start peeing again, letting it dribble down my legs and his cock. He groans and I swear even though it’s a dream I can feel him just fill me up with his semen and I finally break my silence and call out. Which woke me up. I sat up and looked around the room. Sunlight was creeping from the upstairs to the bottom of the basement stairway. Jennifer was still snoozing on the mattress next to me. I looked over at the couch where Tara had been, but it was empty. I could see now how badly she had soaked her couch. Only a few spots of the upper part resembled the original color. The rest was darkened by her many wettings. Confused by her absence, though, I tried to listen for any sounds upstairs, and I thought I heard moaning. I closed my eyes and shook my head thinking maybe it was my dream still hanging on, but when I opened them the sound continued. I stood up and Jennifer stirred a little as she rolled over on her stomach, but she did not wake up. I heard a hissing and burbling sound and knew she was wetting the mattress again. The moaning continued, and I walked to the steps to listen more closely. Right away I recognized the moaning as Tara’s, so I crept up the steps and into the upper room, which was the front room of her house. I still did not see her, but the sound was getting louder. I followed it, but quietly, until I could see down the hallway to her bedroom. The door was open and I could see Tara laying on her back on the floor and her husband between her legs, his ass on full display as he pounded her. They didn’t see me, even though I lingered and watched. I couldn’t help it as I felt my pussy getting wet again, just hearing her cries of pleasure and watching him hump her with such eagerness. He stopped, though, and moved beside her onto his back. She climbed onto him and reached down to guide him back into her, moaning again. Feeling bold, I took a few steps down the hallway. Tara’s back was to me, and her husband couldn’t seem me at all because she was blocking his view. So all I had to do was be quiet and they might never know I was there. Tara arched her back and leaned back onto her hands as she lifted her pelvis and rode him. He moaned, now, adding to her sounds of pleasure. Then she sat back up, placing her hands on his chest and raising her ass up and down slowly. Then she was saying something, and I couldn’t make it out perfectly, but it sounded like, “Do you want me to do it?” I heard his answer perfectly. “Yes,” he said. “Are you sure?” she asked. “My god, yes,” he said. “Okay,” she said. I crept a little closer to get a better look and snuck into the bathroom doorway. I peeked my head out and I watched as Tara lifted her butt just enough that I could see his penis beneath her, the tip of it still right at her vagina. Then she sighed and a clear flow of pee fell from between her legs and splashed all over his penis, testicles, and thighs and dribbled to the floor. “Ohhh, my god I’ve been holding that for so long. Ohhhh.” Her flow became a strong spray that I could see splashing messily from her slit and all over his stomach and groin. “Fuck, that’s so hot,” he said. He grabbed her ass and pulled her back down onto him, even though she was still peeing. I touched my labia and slipped my fingers into my soaking slit as I watched them. I also realized I had not yet emptied my morning bladder, but I stood there and continued to watch them. This time she laid her entire body over him, still writhing her hips and ass. I could see his penis as he moved in and out of her, wet with her pee. He grabbed her ass and controlled her thrusts and soon they were both crying out “Oh, I can’t take it anymore. I’m gonna come,” he yelled as he ejaculated into her and she screamed her pleasure. I couldn’t take it anymore, either, and I climaxed quietly and secretly as I watched them. I also couldn’t hold my bladder anymore, so I held my legs together and let it flow just as quietly as my orgasm, down my legs and to the tile floor under my feet. It pooled around me and I moaned again as I had another weaker but still pleasurable orgasm. I heard their bedroom door shut, so I shut the bathroom door, found a towel to soak up my mess on the floor, and decided to take a bath. I wondered if they had seen me. A part of me hoped they had.
  5. From "My Secret Life", published in Victorian England .. 1,400 pages of great writing .. excerpts here often. Here's part one--your comments. There is so much more I can excerpt if you like this sample. My piddling letch, which seems for a time to have been dormant, returned. I began to make her piddle in all sorts of attitudes, first in a pot, then in a basin — at times with her cunt opened naturally, then holding the lips open, so that the little red piddle-vent could be seen almost. — At no time of my life had I such variety of frolics with urine as I then had. — It may be termed my pissing period. I began to piss with her, would keep myself from watering for hours before I met her, so that I might deliver the fullest, longest, and strongest stream of urine possible. — She was famous at it. I have seen the piddle stream of scores of women, but hers was the hardest, and strongest that ever wetted a pot. — I hit on the idea of bringing her to the bedside, laying her back, putting a basin under her bum as close as the bed would permit. Then she would hold the lips of her cunt wide open, and I pointing my tool, would empty my bladder. The yellow stream hitting either prick hole, or broad surface of the cunt, splashed in a thousand little bright drops on her thighs, or lodged in the crisp black hair, then ran down to where the quim nears the bum hole, and dropped into the basin beneath. Directly I had pissed, my prick would stand, I joined my body to hers, and capable no Another way I have tried unsuccessfully with an-other woman. — With Sarah it was practicable on ac-count of her height — for in tall women, the extra length is nearly always in the legs, and not in the body. Stripping ourselves start naked, I stiffened my prick by her incitements, or perhaps by a few preliminary shoves up her cunt, then both standing up before the glass, I used to put my prick up her and she would piss, and the warm stream run dripping round my balls, falling on both our thighs, and descending till we stood in a pond. — Then standing, I would fuck her, watching our movements in the glass. Two other modes, in which we used to amuse our selves with our bladders were these. — We used to strip ourselves start naked, shoes and stockings off even, and arrange the cheval glass, so that with other glasses I could see her both back and front at a glance. Then lay on my back with hands under my head on a pillow, so raised as to enable me to see the picture we made. Then she would stand for a minute straddling over me, and the sight of the red stripe peeping out of the black hair would stiffen my penis. Then sitting down on me as she would on a chamber pot, she would take my stiff prick and engulf it in her cunt, the dark hair of her quim meeting mine, her bum cheeks just touching without weighting heavily on my thighs. Then out would come her warm stream, hitting my belly below my navel, and running down in two little streams by the side of my balls, uniting beneath them, washing over my arsehole, and depositing itself on the carpet on which I was lying. At other times I reversed her, and she engulfed my prick in her cunt with her backside towards me. — Then I could play with her cool, firm, smooth back-side, and feel round the stem of my prick just where it was lost, and hidden in her warm juicy tube. I could feel to her bumhole — or back bone. In the glasses I could see my prick rising out from the balls, and losing itself in the dark black thicket on her cunt lips. — "Open the lips, Sarah." — Immediately her two fingers would separate the lips, leaving the broad red surface, at which sight my prick would throb with desire to spend. — "Piss, piss dear, I can bear it no longer." — Then it would fall like a cataract in front of my balls, and partly on my thighs. Longer of delay, bedewed quickly with sperm the inside of the orifice which I had just be-dewed outside with a thinner fluid. Pissing against her cunt, she declared, no man had ever done to her but me. She enjoyed it, it seemed to make her lewed, and she always spent with me after-wards. — When spending she shewed it plainly, and did not attempt to hide it as some do. — Indeed she could not, for her cunt would close so strongly round my prick, that there was no mistaking what it was up to. — There is one thing in these amatory micturating bouts, which I only recollect having done with her and one other woman. — It was pissing when up her cunt. — She told me she had allowed a man or two to try, but that they could not succeed. — Indeed it is difficult. For when a prick is stiff and in the state of nervous strain which fits it for penetrating a cunt, its ejaculatory muscles struggle to shoot out sperm, and so I suppose contract the opening to the bladder, and prevent piddle issuing. But one night she was undressed, and lying at the side of the bed with thighs wide open, up I thrust my prick bursting, and as I thought with piss so proud, that nothing could prevent the jet. When up her cunt I tried to piss, but my prick began to throb, and her cunt, as I thought, to squeeze it, altho she declared it was quiet. I strained till I farted like a cow after beans, but not a drop would come. — The more I strained, the more difficult I found it to restrain myself from oscillating my buttocks for an outshoot of spunk. Another way I have tried unsuccessfully with an-other woman. — With Sarah it was practicable on ac-count of her height — for in tall women, the extra length is nearly always in the legs, and not in the body. Stripping ourselves start naked, I stiffened my prick by her incitements, or perhaps by a few preliminary shoves up her cunt, then both standing up before the glass, I used to put my prick up her and she would piss, and the warm stream run dripping round my balls, falling on both our thighs, and descending till we stood in a pond. — Then standing, I would fuck her, watching our movements in the glass. I used to be thinking constantly of what voluptuous tricks I could do when we met, but for a time, a preliminary usage of our organs, in pissing some way or another was my delight. — Then it took such possession of me that I thought of nothing else. My letters to her to meet me used to run. "Tonight — seven — keep in P." — By which I meant her to have her bladder full. — So she used — so full at times that she said, "If you don't do something directly, I must piddle, I can't keep it in any longer." Then the evening's amusement began. — The quantity she spouted oftentimes, I am sure, was a quart or more. There is one thing in these amatory micturating bouts, which I only recollect having done with her and one other woman. — It was pissing when up her cunt. — She told me she had allowed a man or two to try, but that they could not succeed. — Indeed it is difficult. For when a prick is stiff and in the state of nervous strain which fits it for penetrating a cunt, its ejaculatory muscles struggle to shoot out sperm, and so I suppose contract the opening to the bladder, and prevent piddle issuing. But one night she was undressed, and lying at the side of the bed with thighs wide open, up I thrust my prick bursting, and as I thought with piss so proud, that nothing could prevent the jet. When up her cunt I tried to piss, but my prick began to throb, and her cunt, as I thought, to squeeze it, altho she declared it was quiet. I strained till I farted like a cow after beans, but not a drop would come. — The more I strained, the more difficult I found it to restrain myself from oscillating my buttocks for an outshoot of spunk.
  6. Outgoingcouple

    My fantasy scenario

    The perfect scenario in my eyes would go like this..... One of my girlfriends and I would be going on a girl's getaway weekend. We decide to stay somewhat close to home. We pick a nearby city..One that's very busy, fun and only two hours away. Since we are so close to home, I suggest we just get a cab so we can enjoy a few drinks on the way. Of course... I already have a plan in mind. I bring along a bottle of tequila, margarita mix and two large cups. For our first cocktail, I prepared the both of us a very stiff one. Soon we were sipping our drinks and chatting away. Our conversation started off with each of us sharing different memories of our younger years. As our stories poured out, so did our drinks. Before we knew it, the both of us were feeling quite tipsy and had to pee. As our urge to pee grew, both of us started to feel aroused. Soon our innocent stories began to get ornery. As we reminisced about all of our stories and experiences, the drinks kept flowing. Don't worry.... I know what I am doing. The best part is about to happen.... I know that we have about an 35 minutes left in our drive. Now's the time to turn it up. Little does she know, I have my husband already up at the hotel. He has no clue what's about to happen. He thinks I am coming alone. The two of them are going to be quite surprised. See... its his Birthday weekend, and I have wanted to fill one of his fantasies for a long time now. So a couple of weeks ago, I thought what would be a more perfect time than his Birthday?!! With only 30 minutes left in our drive, I made us another drink, this one especially stiff. I decided it was now time to make my next move, since we were both laughing, giggling, bouncing around and talking about how much we had to pee. Luckily... I knew exactly how full she was, and exactly what sensations she was feeling. Believe you, me... I am going to take full advantage of this situation!! With the very next words that came out of her mouth... I begin to giggle uncontrollably. As I was giggling, I started to bounce and wiggle all around. Then without notice... I grabbed my crotch. I sat there, clenching my pussy tightly, rocking back and forth in my seat. My friend sat there staring at me with great curiosity. I could tell she was very much interested in the situation and she was also extremely turned on by watching me in my desperation. As soon as I caught my breath, I looked over at her and blurted out the words... Wow! I am extremely turned on and horny right now, are you? She sat there silently just staring at me, as if she was in shock... disbelief, confused or in shame of the way she was feeling. At that very moment, I really wanted to talk to her, hold and caress her while explaining to her my fetish. I wanted her to know how much she was turning me on....I wanted her to know how much my husband would be turned on. But above all, I wanted to make her feel comfortable with the situation. After finding out about my husband's fantasy, she actually said "wow!! We should surprise the shit out of him sometime!" I thought to myself... Well that's going to happen sooner than you think. Unfortunately, we were pulling into the hotel parking lot. I suddenly realized that I've ran out of time. In a smidge of a panic, that she would immediately run to the public restroom in the lobby. I loaded her up with our luggage. I let her know that I already checked us in online and I only needed to pick up a key card. Then I convinced her that it would be more of a pain in the ass to set down the luggage and pee in the lobby restrooms. "Don't worry... I know we can hold it and make it to our room I said." Giggling under my breath a little, I secretly sent a quick text message to my husband. It was short and sweet... It read... Be prepared babe, I'm on my way up and I have a big surprise for you... It's one of your fantasies!!! I'm sure he was wondering WTF!! Just as I sent it, her and I were stepping into the elevator. Both of us bouncing and wiggling all around, just trying to hold on. As the elevator doors open, we both start to run towards our room. Just as I start to swipe the room key, my husband opens the door. The expression on my girlfriends face was priceless. She glanced over at me, with a look of somewhat nervous, confused and a bit of excitement. After a brief pause, she softly murmurs out... Wow.. you actually already planned his fantasy night out... Didn't you? I giggled a little as I confessed up. I also explained that I know her wild side and I also know that she is better at spontaneous than planned. And, if I would have told her sooner, she would of gotten nervous or chickened out. She agreed and said " you definitely know me way too much" Shyly, my husband begin to approach, slowly he leaned in towards the two of us bouncing ladies. I reached out for his hands, pulling them close to our bodies. Gently I place one of hands on my friend Kelly's bulging belly and the other against my bulging belly. We just stand there, letting him enjoy the moment. It wasn't long before he started rubbing and pressing on our very full bladders. After a few minutes, he paused to make us a drink. As he was pouring up our drinks, we decided to surprise him and get naked. Now naked, we climbed up onto the bed. I couldn't fight off the urge I had to touch her. I softly placed my hand on her upper, inner thigh. Very slowly I started caressing her soft skin as I glided up her leg, until finally reaching her smooth pussy lips. I loved the softness, the smoothness, and the wetness of her. Rubbing her all over, finally she felt wet enough for me to slide my fingers inside her trembling pussy. I know exactly how horny and turned on she was feeling at this point. I've been there before. I know that she is definitely flipping between the emotions now. She's feeling desperate, nervous, shy and most of all, extremely horny. I know her pussy is needing... wanting begging for attention. Just then, my husband walks in with our drinks. I pause for a drink, fully knowing that little teaser only intensified her sensations. As she lays there in the bed, her desperation and horniness was very obvious now. Her body trembling as she tries to get a drink. Quickly she gets a drink, then lies back down. Positioning herself flat on her back, legs slightly spread. I straddled above her, watching her squirm and wiggle, occasionally closing her legs trying to hang on. All while grinding on a pillow. Her hips swaying back and forth. I know what she wants... I grab a hold of her knees and spread her legs wide open. Making sure to give my husband a full view, slowly start to run my tongue up her legs until finally reaching her wet pussy. Licking up and down her smooth pussy lips. Just teasing her, trying to push her to the point of bursting. Her body is trembling and shaking out of control... It's time. I go in for the goods... I push my tongue up against her clit, pressing down as tightly as I can. I start to wiggle and roll my tongue all over her vibrating clit. Just when I start to feel her hot liquids trickle out, I know she is about to explode, that's when I stop. Knowing that the bursting is my husband's favorite part of his biggest fantasy, I look over at him and motion for him to join us. Oh boy... This is going to throw him over the edge. His facial expression was priceless. His level of excitement couldn't be hidden. As he walked towards the bed, I set up our position. I layed down on my back on the edge of the table. I had Kelly stand in front of me. Once my husband was close, I moved her close to me. Reaching out to her, putting my hand on the back of her head, then pulled her face up to mine. I started kissing her, while our bare breasts rubbed together. After the kiss, I whispered in her ear.... Please bend over and eat my pussy. As she gets in place and starts licking my pussy lips, and sucking on my clit, I lift up her head, and ask her "how would you like to have a nice stiff cock sliding into that wet pussy?" Her face lit up...She was extremely excited. This was just what she was wanting and needing. Without any hesitation, my husband moved up behind her. Forcefully grabbed a hold of her hips, slowly pulled her trembling body up against him. Slowly he slid his cock inside her wet pussy. Immediately she started to moan...The deeper he sank his manhood into her, the louder her moaning became. I sat there watching their every move, their every expression. Watching my husband with his cock fully thrusted inside her, I watched as her whole body begin to shake and quiver. Suddenly i seen her back begin to arch upwards, a sure sign that it wasn't going to be long. It was only a matter of minutes, maybe even seconds before she was going to lose control. Just then, she looked over at me, looking quite nervous, anxious and a bit embarrassed. Then uncontrollably she lets out a large sigh, followed by a long moan. Her body stiffins up, as she gives her every last efforts to hang on. Realizing that she wasn't going to be able to hold on, her expression quickly turned into panic. My husband and I noticeing her despair, we instantly caress her body with comforting strokes. Giving her reassureance and the courage to let herself go. Explaining to her that the both of us were extremely turned on by this exact situation. And as a matter of fact, this is one of our biggest fantasies. After a few minutes, we finally convinced her that it was more than ok. Still a bit nervous, she agreed to just give it a try. I had my husband lay down on his back. I reached out for her hands, and gently led her to him. I spread her legs, guided her up his body. Slowly positioning her in cowgirl style above his stiff, thick, throbbing cock. Holding onto her as she panted with great anticipation. Her whole body quivered with excitement. Just before I'm ready to guide her down onto him, I moisten my fingers in my already trickling pussy juices. Once they are nice and wet, I slide them up and down her smooth pussy lips and across her swollen clit for just a few minutes. intentionally teasing her, pushing her almost to her limit. When I know she is about to lose control, I press my body against hers. Place my hands on her hips and gently guide his cock inside her wet pussy. Very slowly , his cock slid deeper and deeper into her. She moaned and squealed louder and louder with every little bit more of cock she received. Grasping tightly onto his arms in somewhat of a nervous panic. Begging us to stop for a second, exclaiming how she was scared and a bit embarrassed that she was about to explode all over my husband. Again... We reassured her, and this time I even described to her how intense and amazing the orgasm she was about to have was going to be. After hearing about that, she started to lose control, at first... Losing little trickles, spurting small squirts of hot liquid running down my husband's shaft and balls. As he started to feel the warmth of her juices, he also began to moan with pleasure. Watching and hearing them moan with such great pleasure, totally threw me over my limit. I couldn't wait any longer. I straddled over him too. I crouched down on his lower adomen, facing her, pressed my nude body against hers. We engaged in a very wet seductive kiss. It was time.... I wrapped my arms around her, pulled her close pressing our bodies tightly together. Making sure that I am putting extreme pressure on our very full protruding bellys. I felt her body tremble and stiffin up, just as he was thrusting upwards, driving his cock deeper inside of that wet warm pussy, I squeezed onto her even more tightly and pushed her body downwards... Forcing her to take all of his manhood. More than she planned on, more than she was prepared for. With that last deep thrust, she let out a loud squeal. Her back arched, she grabbed ahold of me as tight as she could as she yelled out.." oh my God!! Oh God!! I'm going to cum so hard!! Oh my God... I've never cum this hard!!" She took a deep breath, started to exhale.. before she could get the whole breath out, she lost it.. her hot liquids pouring out, drenching myself and my husband. Feeling all her hot liquids pouring over me made me lose control also. Suddenly, her and I were both screaming and squealing out loud with immense pleasure. As both of our hot pussy juices ran down and all over my husbands body, covering him from his chest to his lower adomen. Soon after our liquids started flowing over his manhood, he lost his mind. He reached out, and clutched a hold of my hips. Grasping tightly, back arched.... He let out a loud moan of great pleasure and relief. That was our first time doing this, but we are thinking about doing it again soon.
  7. Outgoingcouple

    My fantasy scenario

    The perfect scenario in my eyes would go like this..... One of my girlfriends and I would be going on a girl's getaway weekend. We decide to stay somewhat close to home. We pick a nearby city..One that's very busy, fun and only two hours away. Since we are so close to home, I suggest we just get a cab so we can enjoy a few drinks on the way. Of course... I already have a plan in mind. I bring along a bottle of tequila, margarita mix and two large cups. For our first cocktail, I prepared the both of us a very stiff one. Soon we were sipping our drinks and chatting away. Our conversation started off with each of us sharing different memories of our younger years. As our stories poured out, so did our drinks. Before we knew it, the both of us were feeling quite tipsy and had to pee. As our urge to pee grew, both of us started to feel aroused. Soon our innocent stories began to get ornery. As we reminisced about all of our stories and experiences, the drinks kept flowing. Don't worry.... I know what I am doing. The best part is about to happen.... I know that we have about an 35 minutes left in our drive. Now's the time to turn it up. Little does she know, I have my husband already up at the hotel. He has no clue what's about to happen. He thinks I am coming alone. The two of them are going to be quite surprised. See... its his Birthday weekend, and I have wanted to fill one of his fantasies for a long time now. So a couple of weeks ago, I thought what would be a more perfect time than his Birthday?!! With only 30 minutes left in our drive, I made us another drink, this one especially stiff. I decided it was now time to make my next move, since we were both laughing, giggling, bouncing around and talking about how much we had to pee. Luckily... I knew exactly how full she was, and exactly what sensations she was feeling. Believe you, me... I am going to take full advantage of this situation!! With the very next words that came out of her mouth... I begin to giggle uncontrollably. As I was giggling, I started to bounce and wiggle all around. Then without notice... I grabbed my crotch. I sat there, clenching my pussy tightly, rocking back and forth in my seat. My friend sat there staring at me with great curiosity. I could tell she was very much interested in the situation and she was also extremely turned on by watching me in my desperation. As soon as I caught my breath, I looked over at her and blurted out the words... Wow! I am extremely turned on and horny right now, are you? She sat there silently just staring at me, as if she was in shock... disbelief, confused or in shame of the way she was feeling. At that very moment, I really wanted to talk to her, hold and caress her while explaining to her my fetish. I wanted her to know how much she was turning me on....I wanted her to know how much my husband would be turned on. But above all, I wanted to make her feel comfortable with the situation. After finding out about my husband's fantasy, she actually said "wow!! We should surprise the shit out of him sometime!" I thought to myself... Well that's going to happen sooner than you think. Unfortunately, we were pulling into the hotel parking lot. I suddenly realized that I've ran out of time. In a smidge of a panic, that she would immediately run to the public restroom in the lobby. I loaded her up with our luggage. I let her know that I already checked us in online and I only needed to pick up a key card. Then I convinced her that it would be more of a pain in the ass to set down the luggage and pee in the lobby restrooms. "Don't worry... I know we can hold it and make it to our room I said." Giggling under my breath a little, I secretly sent a quick text message to my husband. It was short and sweet... It read... Be prepared babe, I'm on my way up and I have a big surprise for you... It's one of your fantasies!!! I'm sure he was wondering WTF!! Just as I sent it, her and I were stepping into the elevator. Both of us bouncing and wiggling all around, just trying to hold on. As the elevator doors open, we both start to run towards our room. Just as I start to swipe the room key, my husband opens the door. The expression on my girlfriends face was priceless. She glanced over at me, with a look of somewhat nervous, confused and a bit of excitement. After a brief pause, she softly murmurs out... Wow.. you actually already planned his fantasy night out... Didn't you? I giggled a little as I confessed up. I also explained that I know her wild side and I also know that she is better at spontaneous than planned. And, if I would have told her sooner, she would of gotten nervous or chickened out. She agreed and said " you definitely know me way too much" Shyly, my husband begin to approach, slowly he leaned in towards the two of us bouncing ladies. I reached out for his hands, pulling them close to our bodies. Gently I place one of hands on my friend Kelly's bulging belly and the other against my bulging belly. We just stand there, letting him enjoy the moment. It wasn't long before he started rubbing and pressing on our very full bladders. After a few minutes, he paused to make us a drink. As he was pouring up our drinks, we decided to surprise him and get naked. Now naked, we climbed up onto the bed. I couldn't fight off the urge I had to touch her. I softly placed my hand on her upper, inner thigh. Very slowly I started caressing her soft skin as I glided up her leg, until finally reaching her smooth pussy lips. I loved the softness, the smoothness, and the wetness of her. Rubbing her all over, finally she felt wet enough for me to slide my fingers inside her trembling pussy. I know exactly how horny and turned on she was feeling at this point. I've been there before. I know that she is definitely flipping between the emotions now. She's feeling desperate, nervous, shy and most of all, extremely horny. I know her pussy is needing... wanting begging for attention. Just then, my husband walks in with our drinks. I pause for a drink, fully knowing that little teaser only intensified her sensations. As she lays there in the bed, her desperation and horniness was very obvious now. Her body trembling as she tries to get a drink. Quickly she gets a drink, then lies back down. Positioning herself flat on her back, legs slightly spread. I straddled above her, watching her squirm and wiggle, occasionally closing her legs trying to hang on. All while grinding on a pillow. Her hips swaying back and forth. I know what she wants... I grab a hold of her knees and spread her legs wide open. Making sure to give my husband a full view, slowly start to run my tongue up her legs until finally reaching her wet pussy. Licking up and down her smooth pussy lips. Just teasing her, trying to push her to the point of bursting. Her body is trembling and shaking out of control... It's time. I go in for the goods... I push my tongue up against her clit, pressing down as tightly as I can. I start to wiggle and roll my tongue all over her vibrating clit. Just when I start to feel her hot liquids trickle out, I know she is about to explode, that's when I stop. Knowing that the bursting is my husband's favorite part of his biggest fantasy, I look over at him and motion for him to join us. Oh boy... This is going to throw him over the edge. His facial expression was priceless. His level of excitement couldn't be hidden. As he walked towards the bed, I set up our position. I layed down on my back on the edge of the table. I had Kelly stand in front of me. Once my husband was close, I moved her close to me. Reaching out to her, putting my hand on the back of her head, then pulled her face up to mine. I started kissing her, while our bare breasts rubbed together. After the kiss, I whispered in her ear.... Please bend over and eat my pussy. As she gets in place and starts licking my pussy lips, and sucking on my clit, I lift up her head, and ask her "how would you like to have a nice stiff cock sliding into that wet pussy?" Her face lit up...She was extremely excited. This was just what she was wanting and needing. Without any hesitation, my husband moved up behind her. Forcefully grabbed a hold of her hips, slowly pulled her trembling body up against him. Slowly he slid his cock inside her wet pussy. Immediately she started to moan...The deeper he sank his manhood into her, the louder her moaning became. I sat there watching their every move, their every expression. Watching my husband with his cock fully thrusted inside her, I watched as her whole body begin to shake and quiver. Suddenly i seen her back begin to arch upwards, a sure sign that it wasn't going to be long. It was only a matter of minutes, maybe even seconds before she was going to lose control. Just then, she looked over at me, looking quite nervous, anxious and a bit embarrassed. Then uncontrollably she lets out a large sigh, followed by a long moan. Her body stiffins up, as she gives her every last efforts to hang on. Realizing that she wasn't going to be able to hold on, her expression quickly turned into panic. My husband and I noticeing her despair, we instantly caress her body with comforting strokes. Giving her reassureance and the courage to let herself go. Explaining to her that the both of us were extremely turned on by this exact situation. And as a matter of fact, this is one of our biggest fantasies. After a few minutes, we finally convinced her that it was more than ok. Still a bit nervous, she agreed to just give it a try. I had my husband lay down on his back. I reached out for her hands, and gently led her to him. I spread her legs, guided her up his body. Slowly positioning her in cowgirl style above his stiff, thick, throbbing cock. Holding onto her as she panted with great anticipation. Her whole body quivered with excitement. Just before I'm ready to guide her down onto him, I moisten my fingers in my already trickling pussy juices. Once they are nice and wet, I slide them up and down her smooth pussy lips and across her swollen clit for just a few minutes. intentionally teasing her, pushing her almost to her limit. When I know she is about to lose control, I press my body against hers. Place my hands on her hips and gently guide his cock inside her wet pussy. Very slowly , his cock slid deeper and deeper into her. She moaned and squealed louder and louder with every little bit more of cock she received. Grasping tightly onto his arms in somewhat of a nervous panic. Begging us to stop for a second, exclaiming how she was scared and a bit embarrassed that she was about to explode all over my husband. Again... We reassured her, and this time I even described to her how intense and amazing the orgasm she was about to have was going to be. After hearing about that, she started to lose control, at first... Losing little trickles, spurting small squirts of hot liquid running down my husband's shaft and balls. As he started to feel the warmth of her juices, he also began to moan with pleasure. Watching and hearing them moan with such great pleasure, totally threw me over my limit. I couldn't wait any longer. I straddled over him too. I crouched down on his lower adomen, facing her, pressed my nude body against hers. We engaged in a very wet seductive kiss. It was time.... I wrapped my arms around her, pulled her close pressing our bodies tightly together. Making sure that I am putting extreme pressure on our very full protruding bellys. I felt her body tremble and stiffin up, just as he was thrusting upwards, driving his cock deeper inside of that wet warm pussy, I squeezed onto her even more tightly and pushed her body downwards... Forcing her to take all of his manhood. More than she planned on, more than she was prepared for. With that last deep thrust, she let out a loud squeal. Her back arched, she grabbed ahold of me as tight as she could as she yelled out.." oh my God!! Oh God!! I'm going to cum so hard!! Oh my God... I've never cum this hard!!" She took a deep breath, started to exhale.. before she could get the whole breath out, she lost it.. her hot liquids pouring out, drenching myself and my husband. Feeling all her hot liquids pouring over me made me lose control also. Suddenly, her and I were both screaming and squealing out loud with immense pleasure. As both of our hot pussy juices ran down and all over my husbands body, covering him from his chest to his lower adomen. Soon after our liquids started flowing over his manhood, he lost his mind. He reached out, and clutched a hold of my hips. Grasping tightly, back arched.... He let out a loud moan of great pleasure and relief. That was our first time doing this, but we are thinking about doing it again soon.
  8. I remember my ex girlfriend and I used to share a lot with each other. First of all I was very surprised that she liked pee, I've never known anyone in person who also enjoyed it. She asked me to go on her chest and I did. It was nicer than I thought. I never imagined giving before but now I am open to it. I used to watch and touch her as she peed everyday and lick her during and afterwards. Licking as a woman pees is my favorite thing. It tastes better than I thought as well. The last time we had the best experience ever. We were getting ready to have sex and I asked if she had to pee, (which I always ask just in case) and she said yes. She moved to the edge of the bed and spread her sexy legs. I love when women have their legs spread. So much pee came out. Nice and light yellow pee was gushing. I uncontrollably started going down on her like crazy. She kept peeing so I put it inside her and finally had sex while she was peeing. The orgasms were the most intense either of us ever had! We kept going for so long that time. That was the best sex I've ever had. I think about it to this day. I hope someday I can experience that again and meet a woman who truly loves sharing in this. I love love love going down on women when they pee. Enjoy folks!
  9. wetwulf

    A Dream Come True

    Disclaimer: This story is fictional, but based somewhat on truth. I am not the narrator. A few nights ago I woke from a dream that left me with an almost painful erection. In the dream, my wife and I were walking somewhere at night and she wasn't wearing pants. She was walking ahead of me as I admired her panty-clad bottom, round and shapely. She looked over her shoulder at me, smiling, flirting. Then she turned around and gasped as I heard a hiss and her panties filled with warm pee. My alarm interrupted the dream and I opened my eyes to see my massive erection almost poking through my boxer-briefs. I turned my alarm off and rolled over to see my gorgeous wife rubbing her eyes and yawning. She also noticed my erection and smiled. "Good morning," she said. I felt her delicate fingers touch the tip of my penis through my shorts. "Good morning," I said as she eased the top of my boxers down and freed my swollen cock from its prison. I returned the favor by reaching my hand to the gusset of her panties and slipping my finger through to feel her clit. She was already getting wet, so I easily rubbed her slit. She scooted closer to me, still caressing the shaft and tip of my penis. I scooted closer, as well, and she guided my cock closer to her warm and moist pussy but stopped just enough for my tip to touch the lips of her vagina. We writhed and moved like this for a few minutes, kissing passionately, stopping only to kiss each other's neck or shoulders. It wasn't long before I slipped easily into her, feeling both pain as I wanted to cum right now and pleasure as I wanted to make the feeling of her warmth and wetness and softness last as long as possible. She sighed and moaned as we gently and passionately moved together. Her sighs became gasps, though, and we quickened our pace. Her mouth opened in a loud moan and I could feel her getting even wetter. I couldn't hold on anymore and I also moaned and thrust harder as we both came together, crying out and then nearly melting into the bed as we finished. Later, as we were getting dressed for work, my wife asked: "So was that just morning wood, or were you dreaming about something?" I must have blushed because she smiled. "Guilty," I said. "I was dreaming about you." "What were you dreaming?" she asked. I hesitated. My wife and I had never been into pee-play as a couple, even though she was aware that before our marriage I looked at pee-related porn and seemed to have a secret fetish for wetting. A few times she had invited me into the bathroom to watch her pee, and once while showering together, I wouldn't let her out to use the bathroom, so she had said, Well, then and just peed in the shower. But after 15 years of marriage and three kids, those few times were it, other than some sneeze or cough spurts that happen to nearly all women. "Umm, well," I said. I could feel my face redden. But my wife and I were also one of those rare couples who doesn't hide anything. I know that sounds hard to believe, but we are honest about our desires, our fears, our concerns, our feelings. If I find another woman attractive, I tell my wife. Rather than getting angry, she appreciates my candor and knows that just because I think a girl is attractive doesn't mean I'm going to cheat or even that I find that girl more attractive than her. Likewise, she is open with me, as well. "Out with it," she said. "I dreamt you peed your panties," I said. She giggled and gave me a look that said, You naughty boy. "Well, you would have to get me really drunk for that one." Fast forward to that evening. After work we got a sitter for the kids and decided to go out for dinner. We took a cab because on our nights out my wife and I both like to have a bit to drink. To embrace gender stereotypes, I like beer and she likes wine coolers and daiquiris. But we both occasionally order mixed drinks and on this night we went a little heavy on the rum: she a few pina coladas and me a few Cuba libres. As the night crept on, I felt my wife rubbing her bare foot up my leg under the table. She would smile at me and bite her lip. "Wanna get out of here?" she finally asked. Of course I did. We decided to walk a few blocks to enjoy the night air before catching a cab home. We knew the kids would be asleep by now and it was obvious we wanted to enjoy as much of the night together as possible. Then, she said it. "I have to pee." I wasn't sure I really heard it at first. Then she reached down and held herself. "Well, we can walk back to the bar," I said. "It's too far," she said. I laughed. I could still see the bar on the next block. "Is there anybody around?" she asked. I looked around us and there was no one, except a few guys standing outside the bar. We were on a fairly secluded street with more trees than houses or cars. "Let's walk a little farther," she said. She took me by the hand and led me deeper down this tree-lined street. "Where are we going?" I asked. "Okay," she said, not answering me. "This is better." This next part may sound unbelievable to you, but it happened just as I'm about to tell you. My wife started working with the button of her jeans. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Well, I'm not going to get my jeans wet," she said. She kicked off her sandals, unzipped her jeans and tugged them down her full legs. Now she was standing in front of me in just her panties and an adorable gray Minnie Mouse t-shirt she bought on our Disney trip a few years ago. It was snug enough to flatter her full breasts and womanly tummy. Combined with the gray panties with pink trim (Those are my favorite, I once said. They're all your favorite, she had replied). I looked around to make sure we really were alone. Two sensations overwhelmed me: concern that someone would see her like this (another man, perhaps) and arousal at how naughty and spontaneous she was acting right now. She smiled at me and bit her lip again in that way that makes me lose my mind every time. "You're drunk," I said. "Maybe," she whispered. "But I can't hold it much longer." She squeezed her legs together, and I stared at her like this, her full figure making her so goddess-like that I just wanted to fall at her feet and do whatever she wished of me. "Ohhh," she moaned. "I don't know how much longer I can hold it." I was speechless as she squirmed and shifted her legs. "Oh my god, I'm gonna--" She stopped talking and instead gasped as a warm stream of pee soaked the gusset of her panties and started to dribble down her legs. "Oh, god, that feels good." I couldn't take it anymore. I unzipped my fly and took out my now throbbing cock. I walked up to her, but I didn't have to go far. Still peeing, she grabbed my arms and pulled me close to her. "This is the sexiest thing you have ever done," I said. "I know," she whispered, "and it won't be the last time." She unbuttoned my jeans and dropped them and my boxer-briefs to my knees. I kicked them off next to hers. At this point, I didn't care if anyone saw us. I just cared that I wanted her. I could hear the soft splatter of her pee falling to the ground as I kissed her. Then, surprised, I felt her guide me to her warm flow, past her damp panties, and into her soaking wet slit. The warm splashes of pee hitting my penis were so glorious I almost lost it right there. I thrust gently, letting my cock feel the warmth of her urine as well as caress her sensitive slit. She sighed as her flow stopped. She surprised me again as she pulled away and then turned around, placing her hands against a tree next to us. She stuck her round and wet panty-clad ass out at me and I remembered my dream. I didn't hesitate and stepped up to her, eased the gusset of her panties aside, and slipped easily into her wet vagina from behind. She moved her hips and ass perfectly and I reached under her shirt to caress her breasts through her bra as she leaned back into me. I kissed her neck and shoulders and felt her moving quicker and harder as I reached my other hand to the front gusset of her panties and rubbed her slit. She moaned and I felt a trickle on my fingertip and then down the shaft of my penis. "Oh god, I'm...peeing again," my wife moaned as I continued to thrust my cock into her. "Go ahead," I whispered. She moaned again and I heard a hiss as my fingers, the front of her panties, and my cock grew wet with a steady flow of warm pee. It wasn't much, but my wife's moans were growing to gasps. I pulled out of her, though, and turned her around to face me. Then I grabbed her ass and pulled her close, slipping my cock easily between the gusset of her panties and back into her. It only took a few thrusts until we were both crying out in ecstasy, not caring if anyone heard us. I remained inside of her, even after we came, but started to pull away as I felt my own need to pee arising. "No, don't take it out yet," my wife said, grabbing my ass and holding me there. "That feels good." I laughed. "But now I have to pee." "I don't care," she whispered. "You...are amazing," I said. I kissed her again,enjoying the taste of her sweet lips and the feel of her tongue touching mine. I moved just enough to slip my cock out of her vagina but remain inside the gusset of her panties and just at her slit. I closed my eyes and sighed as my warm stream started. She gasped as it sprayed against her already wet slit and soaked her panties even more. I moved just a little and tried to aim my stream to the front of her slit, close to her clitoris. She moaned and was soon moving her hips again. Splashes fell at our feet as my flow increased. Then she panted and had another small but obviously pleasurable orgasm. My pee dwindled to a trickle as I held her close, hugging her, then kissing her softly and gently. "Oh my god, that was good," she said. "Mmm hmm," I said. "A dream come true?" she asked, winking. "Better," I said.
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