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  1. When everyone finally met together in the main area of Kirby’s, they decided to move to one of the large booths in the back corner. Tommy was on the left inside nearest the wall, with Susan next to him, then Tammy, and Janice on the outside. Across from Tommy, also near the wall, was Cheryl, followed by Tara, Kiki, and then Danielle on the end. It didn’t take long for all of them to fess up and share what just happened. They were all a bit surprised by how they weren’t hesitant, but it all just came spilling out. “I can’t believe we met you all,” Susan said. “These three just got me started on this. I didn’t expect we’d meet someone this soon also into it.” Cheryl smiled at her. “You did really well for someone who just got started. Really well.” “Thank you,” Susan said. “And I meant they just got me started on wetting… not sex. I’ve had some experience in that area.” She winked, and they all laughed. “You were a surprise,” Tommy said to Cheryl. “I mean, you’re so ladylike, and yet… How did someone like you get into something like this?” “Well,” Cheryl said. “It’s kind of a long story. As for the wetting, it started while I was pregnant with Kiki and after her father left me. I was so depressed that one night I just lay in bed, and I felt like I needed to pee. I was feeling so down that I didn’t even bother getting up, and I just let it go in my bed. It felt so good that I’ve been finding opportunities to wet myself any chance I get. But as Kiki got older, I kind of backed off, but I still wet the bed because I had a mattress cover, and of course I slept alone. Then Kiki came in one day and accidentally wet herself right in the front doorway. This brought back memories of how great I used to feel when I wet myself. So while she was cleaning up, I made a bold choice and stood over her puddle and wet myself. She came in and caught me, so I had to come clean. And the rest is history.” “That explains the wetting,” Susan said. “But what about the other stuff? I’m sure you haven’t always been into picking up random strangers in bars and screwing them in the bathroom.” “Oh,” Cheryl said, “that.” Kiki giggled, and Cheryl blushed a little bit. “Well, that kind of started during a beach trip. We were all staying at our beach house, which by that point had become pretty much a free-for-all for pissing wherever you want. We pay for house cleaning when we’re away, so it’s great to just feel free to let go whenever we feel the need. Maybe we can have you all up there sometime.” “Mmm, that sounds amazing,” Susan said. She snuggled close to Tommy, who grinned at her as she opened her legs just a bit and he could hear a soft hissing as she wet herself and her seat. He leaned over and kissed her head and then looked back at Cheryl, expecting more of the story. Cheryl smiled and continued. “Anyway, while the four of us were staying there for a week this past summer, we met some guys who invited us to a party. Things got a little wild as the drinks floated around. Because we didn’t know anybody the girls and I at first agreed to keep our wetting to ourselves. So we either found a private place to go, or we used the bathroom. That is until we were all dancing in the main room of this guy’s house, and him and one of the girls started dancing really lewdly. And then right in front of everybody, she unsnapped her jean shorts and slid them and her panties down. Then he unzipped his shorts and had his penis out, and they just went at it right there in front of the whole party. We looked around, and there were other people also removing clothing and then making out. I was feeling both the effects of alcohol and what was happening all around me. I looked over at the girls, and Tara was already getting close to a guy who was kissing her neckline. Kiki was looking at me expectantly as her and Danielle were also being approached by a few guys. I felt hands on my own back and shuddered as I turned around and met eyes with a hunky man who was actually closer to my age. I peeked back at the party host, who had now unashamedly entered his girl from behind, but he glanced at me and smiled, nodding. The girl moaned, and we all saw a steady stream of urine flow from her and all over the front of his pants and down their legs. “That did it for me. I turned around and faced the man behind me and kissed him hard on the lips. Our mouths were open and tongues touching as I felt him slip his hand up my dress. When we stopped kissing, he turned me around until my back was against his chest as he continued to rub between my legs. I could see Kiki and the other girls now getting close to the men around them. Kiki was moaning, and I saw her pants get dark in the crotch as she locked lips with the guy who was holding her. He pulled away from her and reached into his pocket and took out a condom. I smiled as Kiki unzipped the man’s fly and helped him put the condom on. As if this inspired the other guys, almost in unison Danielle and Tara’s men also opened condoms and eagerly slid them on.” Tammy made a whining sound, and they all looked at her to see that she was fingering herself. She whined again and an obvious hiss of pee squirted out of her and splashed onto her seat and the floor. Cheryl smiled and continued. “I relaxed and leaned back into my partner as he slid my panties aside and rubbed a little more intentionally. I reached back and unzipped his fly to let his growing cock out. I told him, ‘You don’t need one of those,’ nodding towards his friends who were now slipping their protected dicks into the other girls. He laughed, and as he slid my panties aside further, I tilted my rear end just enough to feel his penis touch my lower labia. Then I moaned and emptied my bladder all over the front of him and down my bare legs. He groaned and was inside of me easily and wasted no time as he pounded into me. I looked over and saw Kiki with her pants completely off, laying on the floor with her partner on top of her. The real sight, though, was Danielle and Tara. Their guys were laying on the floor next to each other, with Tara sitting reverse on top of her guy and Danielle facing hers, but the two of them were kissing while riding these two guys.” Cheryl noticed movement across from her, and as she leaned forward for a closer look she could see that Susan's hand was in Tommy's pants and she was stroking him. He also had a hand up Susan's skirt and was rubbing her slit. They were both still listening to her story. Janice was squirming at the end of the row, but she was staring intently at Cheryl. “We were all really into it now with a lot of moaning. I felt my orgasm building as I looked over at Kiki and saw her closing her eyes in an expression of true ecstasy and could see another dribble of pee leaking from her even as her partner continued to thrust into her. He groaned and she screamed as they both came. I was close, and my partner must have been, too, because his thrusts became faster and harder. I knelt down on my hands and knees and pushed my hips back, letting him go deeper until he screamed, and I could feel him cum into me. My climax was building as I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the feelings and the sounds of pleasure all around me until I finally cried out and rode my orgasm all the way, gasping and panting.” There was a soft yelp from the far end of the table followed by a hissing and splashing sound as Janice obviously emptied her bladder all over her seat. It splashed loudly to the floor, but Janice didn't seem to mind as she closed her eyes and moaned, clearly enjoying herself. “Well, there were more parties that week. I think I ended up with about five different partners, including two women, some who used protection and some who didn't. At my age, you kind of make a call on who to trust and who not to trust. And pregnancy isn't a possibility for me anymore, so…” “That was so hot,” Susan said. She still had her hand in Tommy's pants, and he was still rubbing her, but she removed her hand, and he took his away as Susan sat up. She leaned over and whispered something in Tommy's ear. He nodded. Susan smiled at Chery. “What if we wanted you again?” she asked. Cheryl smiled. “I'd say yes.”
  2. puddyls

    his fantasy about me

    so, i won't be able to get my guy to participate in a golden shower, and it's been awhile since i have done any myself, plus not really enjoying it, anyway, i'll have to do a story about it. ( @Sophie) so this came about while chatting with one of my fans in a PM, and i was actually so enamored by it that i asked if i could adapt it for here: casually chatting, he drops a bomb. it's not a big secret, but definitely not something we have talked about before in depth, or even that he has witnessed, save for a few occasions hiking when i've squatted near by. "I love the idea of pee all over you," he starts, "If i was there with you i would hope to have your pee all over me as well. I must admit to a little fantasy i had when i was playing with myself thinking of you." surprised and baffled at not knowing where that came from, i notice my computer screen up, with a picture of me, in wet leggings, clear as day. i must have forgot to close the window after playing around on Peefans.com. he looks me over; i'm in a white tank, and jean skirt, with a mischievous grin he begins to remove my top and i lean towards him as my black bra is exposed, the cups just lifting off my skin, opening up just so a bit of nipple shows. he then pulls his pants off and his manhood exposes itself, hard and poking through his boxers. he says he needs to pee, and before i can say anything, hot golden liquid begins to splash against my chest and fills my bra cups as warm pee runs over my breasts. When he finished peeing he kneels before me, sliding my bra straps off my shoulders, my soaked satin bra falls to my lap, fully exposing my breasts. he then starts kissing and licking them, savoring the taste and feel of my bare skin on his tongue. the look of surprise i had must have turned to desire, because in doing so he turns and lays on his back, the erection now pointing straight up, throbbing with his pleasure as he pulls me onto him, slipping my blue lace thong from under my skirt as he does. i'm straddling him, my muffin tingly with excitement as it touches his bare skin for the first time. he whispers to me, "do you need to, too?" quietly i nod, and his face lights up with excitement, i begin to release my bladder's contents and a soft hiss is heard as my trickle becomes a strong stream hitting just above his navel. It was all he could do to not orgasm feeling my golden gift raining over him. seeing his ecstasy and feeling that hard cock bump against my ass, i positioned myself down until i was peeing directly onto his erection. he moaned, a low growl as he could barely contain himself, and i could tell it was all he could do to hold back his orgasm. As my flow yielded to a few drops, i continued lowering my torso onto him, taking all of his pulsing member into me, grinding him, softly moaning and undulating on him harder- until i came with a small gush. That was more than he could take and he erupted in an intense throbbing orgasm, filling me with his cum. we sit in silence for a while, both satisfied. eventually falling asleep, despite the mix of bodily liquids now drying around us. it's been a few months since our wet adventure, we haven't talked about what conspired, but, on our last hike, we both stopped for a wee off the trail: and as i pulled my shorts and panties down to squat, i could see his pee arcing against the sunset onto a tree, his dick in hand standing with his legs spread as guys tend to do; he looked my way, just as mine was splashing into a puddle among the leaves and acorns between my feet, and then our eyes met...
  3. Newtonh

    The Temptation 2

    I was curious as to what the man meant by what he said, but I didn't get the time to think about it. My friend was scolding me. "I can't believe you didn't cum! He feels so good!" Her voice faded away as my mind drifted off to other things. In the distance, I heard another woman moaning, and I wondered how many women he had kidnapped and trapped here for him to toy with. Not moments later, I heard her scream in ecstasy and a loud splashing could be heard. After pondering that for a while, I fell into a restless sleep. I woke up to someone rubbing my pussy. Moaning, I kept my eyes closed for a while, just enjoying the feeling. The person rubbed my clit and I moaned more. The bench beneath me raised and when it stopped I felt two fingers slip inside me, and a tongue licking my clit. I opened my eyes and I saw the man, his face in my crotch, and his fingers pumping in and out of me. "If you think you're going to make me cum, you're wrong. I won't be your slave like all these other women you have trapped here." "Oh, but on the contrary. These women want to be here. I make them feel pleasure, and in their lives that's all they want." "But how do you know that? I certainly don't need or want pleasure, especially from you," I told him, though my soaking pussy told him otherwise. He laughed, and lowered the bench. He grabbed his semi-hard dick and pointed it at my pussy. "Tell me you don't want my pleasure after I'm done with you," he told me. He relaxed a bit and a strong flow of piss fell onto my clit. I moaned unintentionally, but in all honesty, I wanted it. I liked the feeling of his flow against my clit. It was erotic, even though I wasn't into piss play. I could tell he had needed to pee bad, because he pissed on me for almost a whole minute; his flow almost as strong as a shower-head and just as effective to turn me on. His flow started to diminish, and I realized how much he had actually peed. There was a huge puddle on the floor (one he was currently standing in) and my back and legs were soaked. Not to mention the fact that I was more than just a little turned on and my pussy was probably the most wet thing at that moment. He looked at me and smiled, and started stroking himself. The back of the bench folded, leaving me in a slanted upright position. I could see better how much he had pissed on me, and to my surprise it turned me on even more. He grunted, bringing me out of my thoughts, and I glanced at his now fully-hard cock. The bench lowered almost to the ground, maybe a foot or two above it. He straddled the bench, his dick near my mouth and said, "Give me a blowjob, and a good one." As soon as he said that, he shoved his member into my mouth. At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to stroke myself. I could feel his piss running down my legs, and I could feel some of his pre-cum in my mouth. I used my tongue to slowly circle the head of his cock as he pushed it gently in and out of my mouth. He moaned when I hit sensitive spots. I felt the strap on my left arm slowly undo itself, and my hand immediately went to my clit, rubbing it gently, touching all of my sensitive spots. It got me going, and I fully took his member into my mouth. He grunted, not expecting me to be so willing, but it was enough for him. Not too soon after, I felt him cum in my mouth, and as it was still gushing out of him, he pulled it out of my mouth and ran it over my breasts and my stomach, all the way down to my hand, still gently touching myself. He pushed my hand out of the way, and with cum still seeping out of the tip, he started rubbing my clit with the head of his member. The bench raised and as it did, I felt him get closer and closer to me, rubbing me faster. My heartbeat quickened and my pussy throbbed. Almost teasing me, he slowly pushed against my opening, not enough to be inside but enough to make me want it. "Let me have it," I demanded, and he laughed. "I told you that you would be begging for something else soon enough." Suddenly he thrust forward, pushing his 9 inch, hard thick member into me, and I knew I would have great pleasure when this was over.
  4. Newtonh

    The Temptation 1

    I walked into the women's bathroom with my briefcase in hand like every Friday afternoon. Except this time was different. Instead of peeing and washing up like I normally do, I instead went on an adventure, so to speak. When I walked in, I was immediately surprised to see a man in the women's restroom. I tried to tell him he was in the wrong place, but he wasn't listening. He was staring at my chest and my crotch. Feeling violated, I tried to hit him with my briefcase. He caught it in his hand and laughed at me. "You are in big trouble, missy. You never hit someone you are going to make love to." I suddenly felt him behind me, pressed hard against my back, and a cloth over my mouth. Chloroform, I thought before my eyes closed. When I woke up, I was strapped down, chest up. Naked. My eyes took too long to focus and my senses too long to wake up. I tried to move, but I was pinned down. "There there," I heard the man say, "don't worry about a thing. You won't struggle after long." He walked into my line of view and I immediately noticed that he was undressed. The second thing I noticed was the size of his cock. At roughly about 7 inches soft, I could hardly imagine how long it would be if it were hard. Not that I really cared. I wanted to get away. The bench that I was pinned to slowly lowered, so that I was to his knees. Before I could say anything, I felt him sigh and a cascade of piss fell onto me. He directed his stream onto my breasts, and against my will they became hard. At that sight, he started stroking himself. Still peeing, he grabbed one of my nipples and started playing with it, making it extremely sensitive. He lowered the bench more, and he must have done something else, because I felt a twinge at my shoulders and my back. Meanwhile, his flow had slowed, and I was covered in his pee. "Can I leave now?" I asked him, hating myself for secretly enjoying it. "But there's so much to do," he replied, smirking at me. The bench raised again and I am pushed to the edge. My legs are dangling and the massaging motion on my shoulders and back increased. Seemingly out of nowhere, he pushes his cock into my pussy, and I scream. It's not the pain that made me scream, but the almost concerning amount of pleasure I feel. He pushes in and out of me, rough, but not too rough, and I feel him get hard inside of me, growing to about 9 inches. The massaging motion on me is relaxing me, yet I feel anything but relaxed. This stranger had kidnapped me, pissed all over me and then he fucked me against my will. And though the pleasure was intense, I tried to ignore it. I didn't want to enjoy it. I needed a way out. The man, seeing that I was not enjoying it, stopped and pulled out. "Let me go," I said, and he just laughed. He raised the bench and started teasing me, playing with my clit and my nipples. Without meaning to, I let out a moan. He knew where all my sensitive spots were and how I would react. Feeling myself nearing an orgasm, I stopped holding back and let him continue licking me until I came. "There, see? Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" He laughed at me, and lowering the bench again, he began to piss on me once more. "What's with you? Do you have some sort of fetish for pissing or something?" "I only do it because I have to. But eventually I won't have to. You'll do it for me." Confusing me with that, he left me to a nice massage that relaxed me right into a dreamless sleep. I woke up to the sound of someone moaning loudly. Looking around, I saw a bench like mine with a woman strapped to it. I saw the man fucking the girl, and she wasn't resisting at all. In fact, she seemed to be enjoying it. "Mmm, fuck me harder, I want you deep inside me," she moaned. Her voice sounded vaguely familiar. "Ohh yes! Right there. Yeah, don't stop, it feels so good." With a shock, I realized I recognized the girl. As she turned her head slightly, my suspicion was confirmed. This girl was my best friend! I watched her for a while and felt slightly aroused by her moans. My best friend grunted harder and he thrusted inside her. As she screamed when she came I heard a dull hissing sound. I saw my friend's stomach bloat like she was being filled with something, and when the hissing sound stopped, so did the bloating. By the time she had come out of her orgasm and he had finished, she looked pregnant. He smirked at her, but instead of looking at him the same, she had a panicked look on her face. "I have to pee!" She yelled. Since she was strapped down, she couldn't do anything to stop what happened next. Piss erupted from her and it splattered all over the man. He smiled brightly and seemed to absorb all of the piss, like it was food or something. When my friend's boating finally went down and she stopped peeing everywhere, the man looked at me. My friend was panting, but looked like she had enjoyed it somewhat anyways. He seemed younger than he was just moments ago. His dick stood erect and he walked over to me. My friend, noticing me for the first time, smiled at me. "Don't resist!" She said, "it feels sooo good." He pissed a little on my pussy to get me wet and he came closer. "No," I yelled, "let me go, please." "You'll be begging for something else by the time I'm done," he smirked then shoved his hard 9 incher into me. As he fucked me, I saw my friend staring at him longingly. I also saw pee still dribbling out of her and into a bucket on the floor. The man hit a sensitive spot and my attention was turned back to him. I was trying my hardest not to show that I'm enjoying it, but I think he knows. Still, he grabs the sides of the bench and he fucks me harder. Without wanting to, seeing what had happened to my friend, I started to feel that tingly feeling I always get before I'm about to cum. I squeezed my stomach and in turn squeezed around his cock. He moaned and I relaxed, not wanting him to cum in me. I tried to think about things that would turn me off, and it worked. So I lie there, moving back and forth slightly on the bench as he came closer to cumming. He grunted and moaned, and pounded faster. With one last loud moan he pushed into me as far as he could and let go of a thick jet of cum. I didn't hear a hissing sound to my relief, and but I felt more of his hot cum fill me. He stayed inside for a while before pulling out, and lots of his warm white cum followed. I didn't bloat thank God, but I realized it wouldn't be too much longer before I came along with him. He was good. As if he had read my mind, he stared me into the eyes and said, "Even if you are afraid of my pleasure, I won't be afraid to cum inside you, though one day you will succumb and I will give you much, much more."
  5. After making some arrangements, it was for sure that Susan was going to spend the night with the siblings. Janice agreed to let Susan borrow some of her night clothes if necessary and even a change of clothes for tomorrow. As they talked, Tommy stepped down the hall. All three girls peered at him, smiling. They could also see that Susan could not hide the redness in her face. “You sly dog,” Janice said. Tommy grinned, and he surprised all of them by taking a seat on the couch right next to Susan. She looked shocked until he touched her hand and she slipped her fingers between his. “So, Susan,” Tammy said. “Now that the ice is broken and you’ve had sex with my brother, I think we should drop the act. Tommy and I planned the whole thing to get you to piss yourself.” “You… what?” Susan said. “Yeah, I’m sorry. Janice is sometimes ashamed of what we do, and from what she tells us she really likes you and didn’t want your friendship screwed up. So we had to find a way to let you know that this kind of thing happens around here and hope that you wouldn’t run screaming.” “Well… I didn’t did I?” “No,” Janice said. “You didn’t. Thank you.” “You’re welcome. Honestly, there aren’t a lot of people around the office I care to talk to or spend time with. They’re all boring. You… are most definitely not boring.” Janice smiled, and Susan returned it. “Well, now that that’s settled,” Tammy said. She scooted forward in her seat, lifted her bottom and slid her shorts down to her feet but kept her panties on. She sat back in her seat and a few seconds later she sighed, and a dark stain appeared in the crotch of her panties. Tommy and Janice both just shook their heads, but Susan watched, enraptured, as Tammy’s flow increased and hissed loudly through her panties, soaking into the seat cushion. “So you really just… pee in your seat?” she said. “Mmm hmm,” Tammy said. “I told you. We… ohhhh… really enjoy wetting. It’s so warm. Mmm…” Susan looked at Janice. “Do you do this?” Janice cleared her throat. “Sometimes, yes. If the mood strikes me.” “And you?” Susan asked, looking at Tommy. “All the time,” Tommy said. “I’ve even pissed right here on this couch. Obviously, the feeling is different for me than for you girls, but I still really enjoy the warmth and the relief. And of course, the naughtiness of peeing somewhere you shouldn’t.” Tammy’s flow was dwindling to a trickle and Susan watched as she pulled her panties aside and let the last little bit dribble straight into the chair cushion. “But what about the mess?” Susan asked. “We clean it up,” Janice said. “And all three of us drink more water than anything, so usually the smell and the color isn’t so bad. Plus, if the mess is too big we can afford cleaning services.” “This is all so…,” Susan said. Janice closed her eyes waiting for this whole thing to finally come tumbling down. “I mean, it’s a lot to take in, but it’s also kind of… hot.” Janice’s eyes snapped open. Susan was smiling and still looking at Tammy, who was licking her lips and enjoying the last tiny droplets of warm pee through her panties. “Really?” Janice asked. “Yeah, really. Before today I haven’t had sex since my husband left over a year ago. This is the most excitement I’ve had recently that didn’t include chasing toddlers through a toy store. I kind of feel like I needed this.” Janice felt like crying tears of joy. “I think we just became best friends,” Janice said. Susan laughed. “I think I want to try pissing on your couch,” Susan said. All three siblings looked surprised, but Susan smiled and unsnapped her jeans. She was still going commando, so all she had to do was slip her jeans down. She kicked them completely off and was now sitting on the couch naked from the waist down next to Tommy, who was watching her and had a clearly growing erection. “So, do I just sit here and do it?” she asked. “You do it however you want,” Tommy said. His voice was low and encouraging but also had that husky tone she heard in the hallway earlier. “It might be easiest for your first time if you sit like you’re on a toilet.” “Okay,” Susan said. She scooted back on the couch and sat up straight. All three siblings watched as she closed her eyes and let out a breath. Then she gasped and they all heard a hissing sound. “Oh!” Susan cried and looked down to see the small wet spot beneath her. “Just a little spurt,” she said. “But ohh, you’re right Tammy, it’s warm. I think I need to…” She leaned back a little more, relaxing as she spread her legs a little further apart. Then she sighed, and a steady spray of warm pee started from her and hissed loudly into the couch cushion. “Ohh, holy… Mmmm!” She looked down at her flow and opened her mouth in both pleasure and surprise. “Oh my god it’s so… ohhh… so warm, and it’s splashing against my clit… Ohhh!” As Susan peed full force now, Tommy moved closer to her, and she looked to see that he had removed his penis from his shorts and was openly stroking himself. Tammy was also rubbing her vagina without shame. And to her right was Janice, her new best friend, who had pulled her own jeans down to her thighs and was also clearly rubbing herself. The best thing about this is that she didn’t find any of it inappropriate or gross or upsetting in any way. She was deeply turned on by it. These three siblings could have asked her for anything, and she would have said yes without hesitation. As Susan smiled at Janice, her flow was dwindling, but she could see a fresh spray of pee falling from between Janice’s legs and soaking the seat cushion. Janice moaned as she rubbed herself while peeing. Tommy leaned closer to Susan. “Do you want me again? My sisters won’t mind.” Susan looked at Janice who bit her lip and nodded at her through half-lidded eyes. “Yes,” Susan said. Tommy knelt on the floor in front of her and in a quick motion had her bottom scooted to the edge of the couch. She could feel the tip of his penis right at her vulva. Before he entered her, though, he smiled. “I have to pee,” Tommy said. Susan thought she knew what he was getting at, and she smiled. “It’s okay,” she said. Tommy smiled at her and sighed. Soon, a warm stream sprayed messily from his penis and splashed against her lower tummy. She gasped at the warm feel of his pee as it dribbled down her slit, making her even wetter than she already was. This must have stirred more in her as he felt another squirt of pee flow from between her legs and wet the edge of the couch. Tommy groaned, and his spray reached as far as her shirt, which she quickly yanked off and sat up to unsnap her bra. Now she was completely naked and to her surprise didn’t feel the least bit ashamed or self-conscious. This was made better by Tommy’s admiring gaze as his flow of pee eased to a trickle. Tammy stood up from her chair, walked over to the couch, and sat next to Susan. As Tommy moved his pelvis back again to where Susan could feel the tip of his penis at her vulva, Tammy removed her own shirt and bra. She leaned close to Susan and smiled. Then Susan watched as Janice also stood up, stepped out of her jeans, yanked off her shirt, and removed her bra and walked over to sit on the other side of the couch. Susan now had Tommy in front of her, Tammy to her right, and Janice to her left, and they were all watching her lustfully. “You can stop us anytime,” Tommy said in that comforting, husky voice of his. She nodded, and soon Tammy’s mouth was on her right breast, licking her nipple and sucking at it gently. Susan gasped as Tommy slid his penis just to the edge of her labia and moved it around. She could feel the head of it rubbing her clitoris. Janice leaned in now and started to kiss her neck and shoulder while Tammy continued to suck on her breast. As Tommy entered her, Susan felt two hands touching her upper labia and clitoris and looked to see that both Tammy and Janice were rubbing her. “Mmmm!” she cried out. “Oh my god, this is so amazing. I’m not going to last long.” “It’s okay,” Janice whispered. “This is for you. Just relax and let go.” Susan obeyed and soon she could feel her orgasm building as Tommy continued to move in and out of her and the girls continued to kiss and rub her. “Oh! Oh! I’m gonna… OOoooooohhhhhhh!” Susan came loud and hard, writhing and bucking her hips as best she could with Tommy still inside her. He pulled out of her and scooted back as her breathing slowed to normal and all three of them looked at her, smiling. Susan sighed as another steady flow of pee fell from her and dripped gently onto the edge of the couch and the floor. She giggled. “I always have to pee after I orgasm.” They all laughed with her. “How was that?” Janice asked. “Incredible,” Susan said, still sounding a little out of breath. “I’m glad. Because I really like you. And obviously so do my siblings.” Tammy and Tommy both nodded, wide-eyed, at the exact same time. “Good,” Susan said. She sat up but did not bother getting dressed. She could feel the wetness of the cushion under her getting cold and wished she could warm it up, but she was tapped out. “Why don’t we get dressed and then go out and have some drinks?” Tommy asked. “That sounds like a great idea,” Susan said.
  6. What the heck is taking Tammy so long?” Susan asked. Tommy chuckled. “Well, what took us so long?” he said. “You don’t think…?” “I do,” he said. “Two of those girls from the table over there left around the same time as Tammy, so my guess is they’re either in the bathroom messing around or in the hallway. Or they may be in Kirby’s office, which is probably where he and Janice fooled around.” He laughed and Susan smiled. “I’m feeling kind of jealous,” she said. She was feeling more than just jealous. As they sat there, she was picturing what might be going on between Tammy and the two girls who got up. Were they having fun pissing all over the bathroom, soaking the floor and maybe the walls? Maybe one of them was sitting over the sink, emptying her bladder all over the white porcelain. Or maybe they were in the back hallway where her and Tommy had been, squatting or standing as they sprayed their pee all over the floor. “You think you could go again?” Tommy asked. “I don’t know,” she said. She had a thought, though, and bit her lip, still picturing Tammy kneeling and spraying pee all over the bathroom floor. “Tell you what,” Susan said, “if you’re bold enough, meet me in the women’s bathroom in about five minutes.” She nudged him, and he scooted out of the booth to let her out. As Susan walked towards the hallway, Tammy and the other two girls passed her. They all looked flushed, but they were smiling wide. Tammy even winked at her when they walked by. Susan smiled and again felt that twinge as she imagined what they might have been doing. This time, her thoughts were a little lewder, picturing one of the girls knelt between Tammy’s legs, her face buried in her crotch while also dribbling pee onto the floor. Susan cleared her throat and walked to the bathroom. It was empty, and the first thing she looked at when she walked in was the floor. It was concrete with two drains, one near the door and one on the other side. Just as Janice described, there were three stalls and three sinks. Susan looked around and right away noticed several puddles on the floor, one leading to the drain closest to the door. Susan was about to step over to the sink when the door opened. It was Tommy, of course. He closed the door and grinned at her. “I’ve always wanted to be naughty and just piss all over a public bathroom,” Susan said. “I thought you might want to watch.” Tommy’s grin widened. “I would love that,” he said. Susan lifted her skirt and stepped backward as she carefully eased her rear end over the sink. She licked her lips and closed her eyes. Soon, a warm stream of pee dribbled out of her and splashed into the sink. She giggled as she heard it gurgle down the drain. Tommy stared at her with his lustful gaze. She cut off her flow and slid back down off of the sink. Then she stepped closer to the middle of the bathroom. Susan sighed and let more pee go, feeling it trickle down her legs and drip to the floor at her feet. She lifted her skirt so Tommy could see her steady flow as it splashed against her inner thighs and streamed down her legs. Tommy couldn’t resist any longer as he unzipped his fly and released his penis. Susan was still peeing, but it did not stop him as he stepped up to her and rubbed his growing erection along her slit. She moaned as her flow dwindled but still dribbled warmly along his shaft. Just then the door opened behind Tommy, and before they could react the older woman who was at the table across from them stepped in. Susan dropped her skirt and Tommy stepped back, but there was no hiding the puddle at her feet, and some of her pee was still leaking down her legs. “Oh, excuse me,” the woman said. Tommy’s face reddened, and he started for the door, but she held a hand out to stop him. “It’s okay, you don’t have to go.” Tommy seemed confused, but he stayed. “You can finish, sweetie,” the woman said. “Don’t mind me.” They both watched her as she walked over to the drain closest to the door. Then she hiked up her skirt and they both saw that she was wearing lacy red panties that were already very dark in the crotch. She pulled the gusset aside and was soon spraying her own stream of pee onto the bathroom floor. Susan looked at Tommy and saw his erection pulsing. She might have felt jealous, but she was also feeling herself getting wet just watching this older woman spray the bathroom floor freely, as if it were a perfectly normal thing to do. The woman looked at Susan and smiled. “It’s okay, really. I saw you two messing around at your table. And I saw what you did. And I’m pretty sure I just caught you in the act again. The good news is that I and those girls with me, we like wetting, too.” Susan’s jaw dropped. Her mind bounced to more thoughts of Tammy and the two other girls and she blushed. Then the bathroom door opened again and in came the fourth girl who had been sitting next to the older woman. “My name is Cheryl,” the older woman said, “and this is Tara.” Tara looked confused as she noticed Tommy in the women’s bathroom, but Cheryl smiled and winked at her. “Hello,” Tara said. “It’s okay,” Cheryl said, “we were right about them.” “Really?” Tara said. “Mmm hmm,” Cheryl said. Tara smiled. “That’s good news,” Tara said, “because I have to go.” She leaned against the door and unsnapped her jeans. Then she tugged them and her blue panties down to her ankles and sank into a sitting position. Seconds later, a strong flow of pee sprayed out of her and splashed loudly onto the bathroom floor. It was over quickly, and she pulled her jeans back up. Then she smiled at Chery who was now smiling at Tommy and Susan. “Well, I guess we’ll leave you two to finish.” They both started for the door. “Wait,” Susan said. Cheryl stopped and looked back at her. “You don’t have to go.” Tommy smiled at Susan, giving her a look of both shock and adoration. He walked to her and embraced her. She unsnapped his jeans and then yanked them and his boxers down. She lifted her skirt off completely, and then removed her top. She stepped forward to allow him to enter her again and then heard a click as one of the two ladies behind them locked the main door. Tommy slipped his penis against Susan’s slit again, rubbing slowly and gently but not yet entering her. He heard movement behind him, and soon he felt fingers run along his back under his shirt and then maneuver his shirt off completely. “If you want us to stop,” Cheryl said, “just let us know.” Tommy looked at Susan for an answer, and she nodded. Cheryl’s lips were on Tommy’s and her tongue touched his. She had removed her clothes, as well. He felt a hand touch his shaft and testicles and heard Susan moan. He slipped inside of her for a few seconds and then pulled out again. Cheryl stopped kissing him and directed Susan to turn around. She obeyed and lifted the back of her skirt, inviting Tommy to take her from behind. He slipped easily into her and she leaned back against him. He kissed her neck and shoulders. Cheryl moved in front of Susan and was soon kissing her. Meanwhile, Tara, who was also naked now, had stepped behind Cheryl. Susan was moving her hips slowly and tenderly while still kissing Cheryl. Tommy could see that Susan was also rubbing Cheryl’s slit. Cheryl took Susan’s hand away and then knelt down in front of Susan. Tommy watched as Cheryl started to lick at Susan’s slit. Tara was also reaching and had one hand between Cheryl’s legs and the other between her own, rubbing furiously. He didn’t know how much more of this he could take before he would blow his load. But he wanted to hold out, so he pulled out and just stood behind Susan, watching Cheryl pleasure her. Susan was gasping and looked as if she might fall over, so Tommy held her, caressing her arms and kissing her neck and shoulders. “Oh my god,” she said. Tommy laughed and nibbled at her ear. “Lay down,” he said. Cheryl stopped licking Susan long enough to allow her to lay on the bathroom floor. She could feel the wet concrete under her but did not care as Cheryl knelt over her and continued to lick her slit. Tommy watched Cheryl and noticed that she had stuck her rear end out just enough for Tara to continue rubbing her, as well. Susan looked at Tommy, and she saw the hunger in his eyes. “It’s okay, Tommy,” she said. “I know you want her.” Tommy nodded, and he looked down at Cheryl who stopped licking Susan and smiled at him. Tara stepped away and walked over to Susan. Tommy eagerly walked behind Cheryl, staring lustfully at her round bottom that showed both her maturity and her alluring womanhood. He knelt down and scooted forward just enough for the tip of his penis to touch her labia. Cheryl moaned, and to Tommy’s surprise a warm stream of pee splashed from between Cheryl’s legs and trickled over his penis. “Oh my god,” Tommy said. He felt her warm stream run down over his testicles as he scooted forward more and entered her as she still dribbled pee. She gasped as Tommy grabbed her round bottom and thrust in and out of her. Tommy looked up and to his surprise, Tara moved her left leg over Susan and was soon knelt over her, placing her pussy right over Susan’s face. Susan moaned and started licking Tara’s slit. “Oh, wow,” Tara said, “you’re… really good at that.” Cheryl stopped licking Susan and sat up just far enough to place her lips on Tara’s, who was still moaning. Then Tara reached her hand down to Susan’s slit and started rubbing while bucking her hips, kissing Cheryl, and moaning from the pleasure of Susan’s tongue in her slit. With Tommy still inside of her, Cheryl sat up, straightening her back while Tommy reached around and rubbed her breasts. He looked at Susan again, who was still hungrily lapping at Tara’s vagina. “Oh,” Tara cried, “I’m gonna cum… oh… ohhHHHHHHHH!” Tommy watched as Tara moved forward so that her bottom was over Susan’s breasts and released a strong spray of pee as she obviously climaxed. Most of her warms spray went all over Susan, but some of is splashed against Chery’s lower tummy. Cheryl groaned, and Tommy increased the strength of his thrusts. As Tara finished and moved off of Susan, Tommy looked down at Susan as she watched him continue to screw Cheryl. Susan bit her lip and sat up, then moved close to Cheryl. She pressed her body against Cheryl’s, their breasts touching and rubbing together with the movements of Cheryl’s writhing. Susan brought her head just over Cheryl’s shoulder and kissed Tommy deeply. Then he heard her moan and looked down to see that Tara had stepped behind her and was rubbing her from behind. “Oh, god, Tommy,” Susan said. “This is so… good… I have to… ohhhh.” Then a loud splashing filled the room as Susan emptied her bladder. Tommy could feel the splashes and the flow of it under his knees. Tara did not stop rubbing her, though. Cheryl’s gasps were becoming cries now, so he thrust his hips harder, feeling himself getting closer and closer to the edge. Susan was almost screaming with pleasure now as Tara rubbed more furiously. “Oh, I’m gonna, huhh, huhh, ohhhhHHHHHHH!” Susan screamed as she climaxed and fell forward against Cheryl again. Tommy moved more deeply into Cheryl and kissed Susan on the lips again, parting them and feeling his tongue against hers. As Cheryl’s cries became screams, Tommy felt his orgasm building. “I’m about to cum,” Tommy said breathlessly. “It’s okay,” Cheryl said. Tommy pushed in as deeply as he could, and Cheryl writhed her hips and bottom back against him until he groaned and ejaculated inside of her. Susan kissed him deeply and intimately. “Thank you,” she said. “Thank you for sharing this with me.” Tommy chuckled. “You’re welcome,” he said. “And thank you ladies,” Susan said, smiling at Cheryl and Tara. They both smiled back. “It was our pleasure,” Cheryl said, “and yours, of course. They laughed as they gathered their clothes and got dressed. “We should exchange numbers and maybe do this again sometime,” Tara said. “That’d be great,” Susan said.
  7. Tammy knew what she had seen. The mother had leaned forward and whispered something to the girl across from her, and the girl turned and looked directly at Tammy, smiled, then winked. Tammy was surprised when she felt her face get flushed, but she smiled back. Soon after, her brother and Susan returned, their faces also a bit flushed. She smiled at them but didn’t say anything because she was still thinking about the look the girl had given her and the wink. Kirby arrived with their burgers. Kirby’s version of the bronco burger was an all-beef patty, lettuce, tomato, cheddar cheese, onion rings, a few fire-roasted red peppers, and some house-made barbecue sauce. Even the siblings did not know Kirby’s barbecue sauce recipe. Tommy dug into his burger pretty quickly, probably hungry after his hallway romp with Susan. Janice winked at Kirby as he walked back to the bar, and Tammy found herself feeling a little left out. But there was the girl at the table. Tammy looked over again, but the girl’s back was to her again, and the mother was talking to the other girl next to her. Tammy finally picked up her burger and took a bite of it. It was juicy and very tasty, especially with the zest of Kirby’s sauce. As she chewed her food, Tammy watched the girl stand up. Then the girl looked over her shoulder at Tammy again and walked down the hall towards the bathrooms. Tammy sat her burger down and chewed what was left in her mouth. “Did that girl just check you out?” Janice asked. “I think so,” Tammy said. Janice laughed. “Guess it’s your turn.” “But… what if that was nothing? I don’t want to walk in there and feel like an idiot.” “It’s the bathroom,” Tommy said. “If she’s not interested, it’s not like you don’t have other reasons to be in there.” Tammy sighed and placed her hands on the table. “Okay, I’ll go.” She stood up, and as she did the mother looked at her and smiled the same smile she had shown earlier. Tammy returned the smile and walked down the hallway to the women’s restroom. When she stepped in, the girl was standing at the mirror, and she turned to look at Tammy. “Hey there,” she said. “Hey,” Tammy said, her voice choking a little. “My mother said you were watching her earlier. What did you see?” “What do you mean?” Tammy asked. “Don’t be coy. I know you saw her. But I want to hear you tell me what you saw.” “She was peeing in her dress,” Tammy said. “Yes, she was,” the girl said. “And when we first sat down, you probably didn’t know it, but we saw you wet your skirt.” Tammy blushed. “And I’m pretty sure that was your friend or sister that was in the bathroom earlier.” “Sister,” Tammy said. “The guy is my twin brother, and the other girl is my sister’s best friend.” “Well, you’ve seen my mother. The girl beside me is my best friend Danielle, and the other girl is a friend from school, Tara. And I think it’s obvious we all share the same fetish. Am I wrong?” Tammy paused, but then she bit her lip. “No,” she said. “Well, I know you were checking out my mom. She kind of feels like she’s a bit old for you. But, if you’re looking for someone more around your age…” The girl moved closer to Tammy. “My name is Kiki.” “Tammy.” “Well, Tammy, how long have you been wetting?” Kiki touched Tammy’s hand gently, their fingertips touching. “Most of my young life,” Tammy said. “Our parents were wetters, and they were really laid back. They didn’t really encourage us to do it, but they didn’t stop us, either.” “Hmm, you’re a lucky girl,” Kiki said. She reached her other hand up and ran her fingers through a strand of Tammy’s hair. “And beautiful,” she said. “Thank you,” Tammy said. Just then the bathroom door opened, and Tammy was about to move away before she realized it was the other girl, Danielle. Kiki smiled at Danielle who walked over to them. “We were right,” Kiki said. “They’re wetters, too.” Danielle’s face lit up, and she moved closer to them. “Really?” she said. “That’s awesome.” “You don’t know this,” Kiki said to Tammy, “but we’ve had our eye on you since we walked in. That’s how we caught you peeing in your skirt. We were checking you out.” “Really?” Tammy said. “Yes, really.” Kiki leaned in now to kiss Tammy, and Tammy surprised herself by not pulling away. As their lips met, Tammy could also see Danielle moving to her left side. “Have you ever been with a woman before?” Kiki asked. “Yes,” Tammy whispered. “What about two women?” Danielle asked. “Yes,” Tammy said. “Well, well, we found our girl,” Kiki said, smiling. She kissed Tammy’s neck as Danielle moved closer and started kissing Tammy’s shoulder. “Do you want to do this here?” Kiki asked. “No,” Tammy said. “I know somewhere else.” “Well, while we’re in the bathroom,” Kiki said. She stepped back and unsnapped her jeans, then tugged them and her panties down to her ankles. She stood just like that, closed her eyes, and soon a steady stream of pee sprayed out from between her legs and splashed onto the concrete floor. Tammy watched amazed as the stream sprayed out far, completely missing Kiki’s jeans and panties. She stopped after only about ten seconds. “Save some for later,” she said, winking at Tammy. “So where is this place you talked about?” Tammy led them out of the bathroom and down the hall to the door at the end, into Kirby’s office. She locked the door behind them. “Okay, we can have privacy in here.” When she turned around, Kiki and Danielle were already embracing each other and kissing passionately, their tongues occasionally extending and touching. Tammy walked to them, and as if acting through some wild impulse she leaned in and placed her lips close to theirs, adding her own tongue to their kisses. Her right hand went to Kiki’s arm and her left found one of Danielle’s buttocks. Kiki stepped back and removed her shirt. Then she unsnapped her bra. Danielle followed suit, and Tammy pulled at the straps of her dress until it dropped to the floor at her feet. Then she removed her bra, as well. Kiki had unsnapped her jeans and was now tugging her jeans and panties off as Danielle also removed her capris and panties. All three girls stood in front of each other, fully nude and smiling. “Are you sure you want this?” Kiki asked Tammy. “Yes,” Tammy said. The girls moved in close again and returned to kissing. Tammy could feel Kiki’s left breast brushing against her right one and Danielle’s right one against her left. She pulled away from the kiss and instead started to kiss down Kiki’s neck and then to her left breast. Kiki moaned, and soon Tammy could feel a hand rubbing her outer labia. She wasn’t sure if it was Kiki or Danielle, but she didn’t care. Tammy kept kissing Kiki’s breast, and she gradually worked her way down to Kiki’s tummy. As the hand moved away from her labia, Tammy knelt down to go lower until she was kissing just above Kiki’s slit. “Wait,” Kiki said, giggling. “Let me sit down or I’ll fall.” Kiki sat on the floor, which was faux hardwood like the rest of the place, and she opened her legs and smiled at Tammy. Danielle was still behind Tammy, and as Tammy knelt down Danielle joined her on the floor. Tammy stared lustfully at Kiki’s vagina, hairy but not too hairy, and so open. She knelt down to bring her mouth closer, and again felt a hand between her own legs, then fingers, and then a tongue. Tammy moaned and finally brought her mouth to Kiki’s awaiting vagina. She licked around Kiki’s pussy, flicking her tongue across her clitoris, all while feeling her own vagina being licked by Danielle. Tammy lifted her bottom a little more and reached down to rub her own clitoris as Danielle licked her. She could feel her first orgasm building, but then Danielle stopped. “Lay on your side,” Danielle said. Tammy stopped licking Kiki and did as she was told, laying on her right side. “Now go back to what you were doing.” It took more effort, but Tammy was able to turn her head just enough to get back to licking Kiki’s vagina. As she did, Tammy soon felt her left leg being lifted as Danielle eased her shapely legs between Tammy’s. Tammy knew what was next, and she adjusted her hips to meet Danielle’s awaiting vagina. When their pussy lips touched, Tammy could not stifle a moan. “Oh, god, you’re good at that,” Kiki said as Tammy kept working her tongue through Kiki’s vagina. As both Tammy and Danielle bucked their hips together while Tammy continued to lick Kiki, Tammy felt the pressure in her bladder growing. She started to say something, but as her first orgasm started to really build, she decided to just let go. A tiny dribble came out, and right away Danielle moaned. “Oh my god, that’s… ohhhhhh. You’re gonna make me go, too,” Danielle said. “Oh, wow, that’s so hot,” Kiki said as she sat up and watched them while Tammy still licked at her vagina. “Okay, I can’t hold it. Aaaaahhhh!” As Danielle cried out, a strong blast of pee sprayed from her and splashed all over Tammy’s vagina. They did not stop tribbing, though, as the strong flow continued, dripping loudly to the floor and making splashing noises as they bucked their hips. Tammy had to stop licking Kiki because she needed to breathe as her climax built. Kiki took over with her own fingers as she watched Tammy and Danielle, whose flow was ending but had still created a sizable puddle between them. Danielle started to cry out, and as Tammy’s orgasm was reaching its peak she looked at Kiki, who was now also dribbling a steady flow of pee onto the floor while rubbing herself. Tammy screamed as she climaxed. Tammy and Danielle finally stopped, and they lay in the wet floor for a little while, catching their breath before laughing with pleasure.
  8. Janice walked to their usual table and right away noticed the smirk on both Tommy and Tammy’s faces. She ignored them, though, and sat down next to Tammy. “You’ll never guess what just happened,” Janice said. “Oh, that’s probably not true,” Tammy said and she giggled. “Shut up,” Janice said, elbowing her. “Seriously, though.” As she started to share the story, Janice looked over and saw four girls who seemed to resemble the four she heard and saw in the bathroom. If they were the same, she was correct about the one. She was definitely older, maybe 40+, and looked very motherly but in an attractive kind of way. “See those four girls over there? Don’t stare, but see them?” They all nodded. Then she shared the story of what happened. Tammy’s eyes widened, and she smiled. “So it would seem we’re not Kirby’s only wetting customers,” Tammy said. “Was it like a convenience kind of thing because the stalls were all used?” Susan asked. “No,” Janice said, “because the girl in the stall beside me just pissed in the floor. And the other two really seemed to enjoy what they were doing. Especially the older woman. She peed down her legs! I think she’s their mom or something.” “That’s incredible,” Susan said. “There really are more people that I thought into this kind of thing.” “Oh for sure,” Tommy said. “Just Google it sometime.” As they talked, Tammy glanced over at the four ladies. As she did, she caught the eye of the older woman, who smiled at her. She was wearing a black sun dress with flowers along the trim. It hugged her womanly curves, and Tammy could not help but stare. She noticed the woman had lifted the bottom of her dress just a bit, and her legs were apart slightly. As she looked, a few seconds later Tammy could see a shiny dribble falling from between the woman’s shapely legs and dripping discretely down the edge of her seat. She thought about saying something to the rest of the table, but the woman was still smiling at her. “Tammy, are you okay?” Tommy asked. “Huh? Yeah, sorry. That woman just… she reminds me of Mom.” Tommy turned and looked. “Yeah, I can see that,” he said. Janice smiled, as well. “Now that I get a closer look, yeah. But let’s stop staring.” They agreed, and Janice waved Kirby to their table. He came over, and she tried to hide her reddening face. “Can we get four of your signature bronco burgers, please?” “Coming right up,” Kirby said, and he winked at Janice. “Holy shit,” Susan said. “You really did fuck him, didn’t you?” Janice blushed. “Oh my god. How was it?” “It was great,” Janice said. And she meant it. “Wasn’t it weird, though, since he was, like, friends with your parents?” “A little,” Janice said. As she said this, she also felt a little pressure in her bladder. She just let go and felt the warm wetness between her thighs as it soaked her dress and the seat and dribbled quietly to the floor. “But he’s a real gentleman,” she said. “He made it clear that he wanted me, but he didn’t force me or anything.” “Because you wanted him, too,” Tammy said, smiling. “You have for a while.” Janice smiled back. “I have,” Janice said. Tommy stood up from the booth and smiled at all three of them. “My apologies, ladies, but I have to go, and as I said I can’t just whip it out here.” He leaned down and kissed Susan on the head. She smiled as he walked away. Tommy followed the path he had taken many times before, down the bathroom hallway and then turned to the left. He could have just as easily used the restroom like hundreds of other men would do, but since his first visits to Kirby’s Tommy had been sneaking down this back hall and relieving himself there. Just as he turned to face the wall and was about to unzip his fly, he heard footsteps. He stepped a little further down the hall into the dark. “Tommy,” he heard a voice whisper. Then he saw Susan step around the corner. He reached out his hand and pulled her to him, and she gasped in surprise then giggled as he pulled her into the darker part of the hall and stood her against the wall. “So is this like your secret place or something?” “It is,” he said. “And now it’s our secret place.” He leaned in and kissed her. “I thought you had to pee,” she said. “I do,” Tommy said, and he kissed her again. Their mouths opened and tongues touched as he moved closer to her. She reached down, unzipped his fly, and slipped his penis out with ease. She guided it to her slit, which he noticed was very wet and ready for him. “So do I,” she said. Then she sighed, and he felt a warm stream dribble onto his shaft and trickle down his scrotum and testicles. “Oh my god,” he said. Then he let go of his own bladder, but because of his erection the flow wasn’t much. She gasped, though, so it must have been enough for her to feel it. He kept his penis right against her slit and tried to pee more as she moaned. Meanwhile, her warm flow continued to flow down him and drip to the floor. He could feel some of it absorbing into the crotch of his jeans, but he didn’t care. When they were both finished peeing, Tommy moved just enough to enter her as she writhed her hips. He reached under her skirt and grabbed her bare ass, pulling her closer and entering her more deeply. Her moaning changed to a pleasurable whining, and Tommy could tell it wouldn’t be long for either of them. He leaned in and kissed her neck and shoulder as she moved more quickly and was soon screaming. He placed his lips on hers to keep her scream from being too loud as her orgasm built. Tommy felt his own climax building, and then seconds later he groaned as he kissed her and ejaculated into her. Her screams had eased, so he stopped kissing her and continued to thrust until he was completely spent. “Oh my god, that was better than the first time,” Susan said. Tommy laughed. “Now I have to pee again,” she said. Tommy watched as she just stood there with her legs together and sighed as she emptied her bladder down her legs. It flowed to her feet and over her sandals to the floor. She giggled and shook it off her feet. “I guess I should go to the bathroom and clean up.” Tommy leaned in and kissed her again. “See you soon,” he said.
  9. They finally pulled into the parking lot of a building that resembled a double-wide trailer with a wooden siding and a full porch that rand the length of the building. Susan also saw a few posts sticking out of the ground on both sides next to the entrance, each with a longer post running across. “What are those?” she asked, pointing to the posts. Tommy laughed. “Those are hitching posts for horses. Kirby thinks he’s some kind of cowboy, so he had those put in when he opened the place. Wants it to look authentic.” Susan smiled as she also noticed two wagon wheels, one on each side, propped against the porch. The porch itself held several wooden rocking chairs, and even the lights near the door resembled lanterns. The only “modern” touch was the neon sign at the top that advertised the name “Kirby’s.” “It’s tacky,” Tammy said, “which is why we love it.” Once inside, it was just as they siblings has described it, a lot of country-themed odds and ends hanging on the wall, including a few mounted game animals. The lighting was dim, and there were even some faux oil lamps hanging along the bar. The floor was tile just as they said, but its style was made to look like wooden flooring. The booths were made of actual wood but with burgundy vinyl backings and seat cushions. There were also some round wooden tables and matching chairs. When they passed the bar, a man with pepper-gray hair smiled and waved. “Hey there!” he said. He finished pouring a drink for another man at the bar and then stepped to the end of the bar to greet them. “Hey Kirby,” Janice said. “This is my friend Susan.” “Well, howdy Susan,” Kirby said. The siblings laughed and shook their heads. “Told you so,” Janice said. “We’ll take our usual, Kirby.” “You got it, little lady.” Janice and the twins led Susan over to a booth at the end of the bar. She directed Susan to sit on the inside and Tommy squeezed in next to her. Then Tammy sat across from Susan and Janice took the other outside seat. Almost as soon as they sat down, Kirby showed up with four frothy mugs of beer. “On the house, as always,” Kirby said, smiling. He winked at Janice, who smiled and winked back. “I’d better make room for this,” Tammy said. Susan looked at her, confused, until she saw Tammy sit up straight and then heard a soft hissing sound. Susan started to look, but Janice shook her head. “Discrete, remember? The customers don’t know.” Susan nodded. “It’s actually one of the hottest things about this,” Tommy said. “The fact that right now my sister is pissing herself and no one knows but us.” “So, what are you going to do?” Susan asked. “Are you going to wet your pants, or…?” “Well,” Tommy said and took a sip of his beer. “Maybe not because even though these pants are black, they’re denim, so it would still show. But yeah, I have before. I spilled a drink on myself one night and then decided later, what the hell, I’m already wet, so…” Susan smiled at him and then looked him up and down, imagining what he might look like with wet jeans. Tommy smiled back. “And you can’t just whip it out right here because you’re on the end seat, so what then?” Tommy winked at her. “You’ll see.” Meanwhile, Janice had made eye contact with Kirby several times. Every time, he smiled at her, and it wasn’t just a cordial, friendly smile but something deeper. Janice remembered admitting to her father when she was nineteen and met Kirby for the first time that she thought he was attractive. Her father had laughed and said, “Well, he’s not a bad looking fella for a wannabe cowboy.” Now, almost a decade later, Kirby was just a few years younger than her father but almost twenty years older than her. Should she still be feeling this way? Kirby’s own wife had died of cancer a few before her parents’ accident. He still wasn’t bad looking, even with his blue button up shirt and brown vest. Kirby also had a cowboy hat that looked cute enough on him to work. As she looked at him again, he smiled once more and then motioned subtly with his head for her to come over to the bar. Janice could feel her face redden. “Hey, I’ll be back. Kirby wants to talk to me.” As she stood up, she tried not to look at her siblings, but she caught sight of a naughty smirk on Tammy’s face. Janice could not help herself and she returned the smile. “You’re going to leave me here alone with these two?” Susan said, but it was clear from her tone that she was faking it. “No… please… don’t.” She giggled. Tommy leaned close to Susan and kissed her on the cheek. Janice walked to the bar, which was now surprisingly empty. There were about five other patrons in the bar, three of them at a table and the other two shooting pool in the far corner. “Hey there,” Kirby said. “Hey.” Susan smiled, and he returned the smile, but it seemed a little more nervous than before. “What’s up?” she asked. “Hell, I might as well be honest with you,” Kirby said. “Ever since you walked in that door I haven’t stopped looking at you.” “I know,” she said, smiling. “I saw you looking.” “You favor your mother,” he said. This hurt her heart a little, but she knew it was intended as a compliment. “Thank you,” she said. “You have prettier eyes, though,” he said. He smiled and poured her a glass of beer. “Looks like your new friend is fitting in well.” Janice turned around and looked back at their table. Susan was sitting with her head back as Tommy kissed her neck. She wondered if Susan was also wetting herself at that point and assumed she probably was. “Yeah, she is,” Janice said. “Would it be inappropriate if I asked you to meet me in the back office in about five minutes?” Janice looked at him and her eyes widened, but his expression made her pause. It was lustful, but also loving. Was it possible he had been thinking about her all these years, as well? She was an adult then, so it’s not like he would have been a pervert if he had. And she was definitely old enough now. Still, their age difference might turn some heads if anyone found out. But the back office… “No,” she said after a long pause. “I understand,” he said and sighed. “No, I mean… it’s a bit forward, but… not inappropriate. Five minutes?” Now Kirby’s eyes widened. “Yes. You remember where it is? Down the bathroom hallway, last door at the end.” “I remember. Tammy and Tommy and I used to hang out back there because we weren’t yet old enough really to be in a bar, and you didn’t want someone calling ‘the law’ on you. That’s literally what you said, ‘the law.’” She laughed, and he shook his head. “It was cute,” she said. “Five minutes,” he said. He walked out from behind the bar and to the group of three at the table. She heard him mumble something, and they nodded. Then he checked on the two at the pool tables, turned to look at her over his shoulder, smiled, and walked down the hallway. Janice walked over to their table. “Hey, I’m heading to the bathroom. I need to do more than pee.” All three of them looked at her, and Janice could tell from Susan’s expression that something was up. As she looked closer, she could see that Tommy had his hand between Susan’s legs and was obviously rubbing her slit. Janice smiled as she saw a few droplets of Susan’s pee dribbling onto the seat. “Mmmkay,” Susan said, obviously trying to maintain her composure. “Have fun,” Tammy said, and she winked. How did she always know? Janice left them and walked to the hallway where the bathrooms were. She passed the bathrooms and finally reached the door at the end. She hesitated for just a few seconds but then turned the knob and walked into the familiar back office. Kirby was sitting behind his desk, but as soon as she entered he stood up. He made a sound like he was clearing his throat. “I didn’t know if you’d actually come,” he said. “I told you I would.” “No, you just said it wasn’t inappropriate to ask. I’ve spent the last three minutes agonizing over whether you would come.” Janice looked at him. He was genuinely nervous and apprehensive. This made him ever cuter. She closed the door behind her and turned both locks. “I’m here, aren’t I?” she said. He nodded then stepped out from behind his desk and walked to her. Janice stood still as he approached her. He reached out his hands and rubbed her arms gently while looking into her eyes. “Those eyes,” he said. Then he cleared his throat again. “Can I… kiss you?” She nodded, and he leaned in and placed his lips on hers. Then both of their mouths were open and their tongues touching. Janice moaned involuntarily at the pleasure as he kissed her. “I want you,” he said. “But I haven’t done anything since… since Mary passed.” “I know,” she said. “It’s okay.” Janice moved closer to him and reached down to unzip his fly. He made a grunting sound as she reached in and slid his penis through his zipper. She rubbed it gently with her fingers, feeling it grow and pulse in her hand. She looked down at it and her eyes widened. It wasn’t the biggest she had ever seen, but it was considerable and definitely the biggest she had ever had. She lifted her dress up and guided his penis closer to her until the tip of it was touching her slit, which was already very wet and ready for him. He looked into her eyes again and moved even closer until he slipped all the way inside of her. She gasped when he entered her, and her eyes rolled back. He chuckled as he moved his hips slowly, sliding in and out of her. Each time he pressed against her, Janice could feel the pressure in her bladder getting stronger. “Kirby,” she said, “I have to pee.” He chuckled and pulled out and looked into her eyes. “Let’s go to the desk,” he said. She nodded, and he led her across the office to his desk. Then he pulled his office chair out and pointed to it. Janice smiled as she obeyed him, hiking her dress up as she sat down. He stood next to her, still smiling and looking into her eyes. Then his eyes dropped down lower to her exposed vagina, and his expression changed to pure lust. Janice closed her eyes and sighed. Her flow started as a soft trickle as she only let a little bit go. “Oh my god,” he said. “That is incredible.” Janice giggled. She was about to let more go when Kirby knelt down closer, his penis in his hand. “I need you right now or I’ll explode right here.” “But I still need to go,” Janice said. “I don’t care,” he said. Janice bit her lip and reached out to pull him closer. They kissed again, and soon he was inside of her. She moaned and knew she couldn’t hold back any longer. She kept kissing him as he slowly moved in and out of her. She felt the first few drops trickle out of her and he groaned, obviously feeling them, as well. “That feels so good,” he said. His movements became quicker and quicker and he pushed deeper. She could feel his weight against her bladder, and with each thrust she squirted more warm pee. It dribbled over his penis and down his testicles and tickled her lower labia. “Oh, my god, yes,” she said. She had an idea and cut off her flow. Then she pushed him back and motioned for him to stand up. He slid out of her and obeyed. She stood up from the chair, and then directed him to sit. As he turned, he unbuckled and unsnapped his jeans and tugged them down to his ankles. She giggled as she wrapped her legs around his waist and straddled him in his office chair. He started to slip his penis back inside of her, but she stopped him. “Let me do this,” she said. He nodded as she scooted up just enough to put his penis right along her slit but not inside her. Janice sighed and let go completely. The hissing sound of her warm pee as it sprayed out of her and splashed against his penis and lower stomach was loud enough that they both laughed. But their laughter quickly turned to moans as Janice moved her hips, rubbing her soaking wet labia along the shaft of his penis while still peeing. He looked at her again with hungry, lustful eyes and she leaned forward and finally gave him what he wanted as she slid down onto him. Janice knew it wouldn’t be long as she wriggled her hips and he gripped her bare ass. “I’m not going to last much longer,” Kirby said. “It’s okay,” Janice said, smiling. She pulled the straps of her dress and bra away and freed her breasts, and he leaned in to kiss them, starting with her cleavage and working his way to her left nipple. She squealed and moved her hips quicker. “Oh, that feels… so good,” she said. “Oh, I’m gonna… oh, ohhHHHHHH!” She screamed, not caring if anyone heard, and he joined her as she felt him ejaculate into her. Janice stopped moving, but she stayed on top of him as he continued to kiss her cleavage and shoulders. “Thank you,” he said. “That was incredible.” “It was,” she said and kissed him. “So which one of us walks out of here first?” They both laughed.
  10. Disclaimer: The following story contains a scene of unprotected sex. If this does not appeal to you, please do not read any further. The characters in this story are all consenting adults with the ability to make responsible judgements. Unless you know your partner well, always be safe. After dropping some towels in the hallway floor, the girls returned to the front room of the house while Tommy went to his room to get dressed. Susan had taken her wet panties off and pulled her jeans up without them to go commando. She also had been quiet since the three of them had pissed in the hallway. Janice wasn’t sure if it was because of the peeing or because her brother had come out of the bathroom to catch them in the act. “I’m so sorry about that,” Janice said. “I can understand if you never want to come back here again.” “Oh, no, no,” Susan said. “It’s really okay. It was just… awkward. But funny, you know?” “I do,” Janice said. “Was that your first time ever having to do anything like that?” Tammy asked. Janice glared at her again, but again it was too late to go back. Janice looked at Susan. “You don’t have to answer that,” she said. “No, it’s okay,” Susan said. “And no, not really. I mean I’ve never peed on the floor like that. When I was pregnant my bladder was pretty weak. I think there were a few times I had to go, but my husband was in the bathroom, so I had to go outside or find a bucket in the garage or something to pee in. And I’ve used our kitchen sink.” “Which is why you were willing to use ours,” Tammy said. “Exactly,” Susan said. Tammy looked over at Janice and grinned. Janice gave her a look that said What are you up to? “What if I told you that I do that kind of thing all the time?” Tammy said. Janice’s face flushed again and she closed her eyes for a moment, anticipating the worst. “What do you mean? Like… you pee yourself?” “I do,” Tammy said. “Here in the house?” Susan asked. Janice was surprised by the obvious curiosity in Susan’s voice. “Sometimes, yes,” Tammy said. “And sometimes while I’m out. It’s just more convenient sometimes than looking for a bathroom.” “But,” Susan said, “don’t you worry about the mess or about getting caught?” “No,” Tammy said. “Messes can be cleaned, and when I go out I’m either really good at finding a place to go or I wear something that makes it easier.” “Like a skirt?” Susan asked. “Yes,” Tammy said, “and occasionally black plants or shorts if I want to wet myself, something that doesn’t show.” “You wet yourself?” Susan asked. “Why?” “Because it feels really good. Have you never wet yourself?” “Maybe when I was a kid, and I had a few close calls when I was pregnant but never a full wetting. You actually like it?” “I do,” Tammy said. “It’s so warm around my vagina, and if I pee hard enough sometimes it tickles my clit.” “Ooookay, that’s enough,” Janice said. “I’m sorry, Susan, my sister is really forward. She has no filter.” “It’s okay, Janice, really,” Susan said. “So you’re not grossed out by this?” Janice asked. “No, not at all. I mean it’s a little strange, but no I’m not grossed out.” “Well that’s good,” Tammy said, “because Janice does it, too.” Janice’s face reddened and she started at Tammy. That was it. It was over now, for sure. “You do?” Susan said. Janice looked down at the floor. “Yes, I do,” she said. “And I’d appreciate it if you didn’t tell anyone at work about it.” “Honey, I just pissed in your hallway floor.” Susan said. “I’m not telling anyone at work about this.” Janice smiled. “Thank you.” Susan returned the smile, and then she peered down the hallway. “I know this sounds crazy, but I need to pee again. Is it okay if I just use your bathroom this time?” They laughed and Susan stood up and walked down the hall. Once she rounded the corner, Susan turned to see if Janice or Tammy could see her. Luckily, once she reached the bathroom the hallway turned and you could only see from the living room if you were deliberately turning your head to look down the hallway. Neither Janice or Tammy seemed to be doing that. She looked down at the towels that were spread on the floor over the mess they had made, and something tingled inside of her. She knew that feeling well as she had masturbated almost every day since her husband left her but had unfortunately not had another man’s penis inside her since her husband. She stepped further down the hall and leaned back against the wall behind a small table that held knick-knacks and pictures of the family. Susan unfastened her jeans and took one last look down the hall. She was still alone, so she slid her hand into her jeans to feel her wet slit. She rubbed her clitoris gently and closed her eyes in pleasure. She could feel her bladder getting ready to let go, so she stopped rubbing. She was about to take her jeans down when she thought about what Tammy had said about wetting herself and how good it felt. Susan looked at the crotch of her jeans. They were a little damp from the squirt earlier. She decided What the hell as she leaned back against the wall and closed her eyes. A gentle trickle started in her pants and she gasped. When she opened her eyes again, Tommy was standing to her left watching her. He had gotten dressed in a pair of khaki shorts and a polo and he was gazing at her, his eyes wide with obvious desire. She stopped her flow as best she could, but a little continued to dribble into her pants. “Can I watch you?” he asked. “You’re so beautiful.” His voice was husky but gentle. Susan looked at him, his muscular frame obvious beneath the polo. She nodded and he stepped closer. “Please continue,” he said. Susan managed a smile as she leaned back against the wall. She didn’t know if she could pee with him watching, but she knew she wanted to try. She closed her eyes and was surprised when her warm flow returned, and she was soon dribbling into her jeans again. She gasped as it warmed her crotch and flowed steadily down her legs, clinging to the fabric of her jeans. She opened her eyes and watched the stain in her jeans as it spread all the way down her legs as small droplets fell to the carpet. She looked at Tommy who was still watching her, not smiling but staring. She knew he wanted her, just as much as she knew she wanted him. In a moment of lust, Susan reached for him and pulled him to her. She pressed her lips against his and he returned the kiss. She reached for his shorts and unsnapped them. At the same time, he was tugging her jeans down to her ankles. He stepped back for a moment to look at her, then he pressed his body close to her. She slid his penis out of his boxers. He leaned back just a bit and looked into her eyes. “Do you want me to get a condom?” he asked. “No,” she said. After her second child, Susan had had a partial hysterectomy and could no longer get pregnant , and she was hoping she could trust her friend's brother to be clean. Then he kissed her again and soon his penis was sliding against her wet slit. She moaned and moved her hips. He had to bend his knees a bit, but then he lifted her and pressed her against the wall as he entered her. She gasped as he thrust in and out of her, kissing her neck and shoulders as he did. Soon she was panting and as she climaxed he groaned, and she could feel him ejaculate inside of her. He kissed her again and they both panted as he pulled out of her and stood against the wall next to her. “That was amazing,” he said. “We should do it again sometime.” Susan laughed. “Maybe we will.” She pulled her jeans back up and looked at him, smiling. He winked at her. “So you around, then.” “Yeah, see you around.” Susan walked back to the front room where Janice and Tammy were both staring at her, smiling. “What?” Susan said. “You just fucked my brother, didn’t you?” Tammy asked. Susan could not hide her red face. Tammy slapped the table and laughed loudly. Janice joined her. Susan was confused. “I’m sorry, Susan,” Janice said. “My brother has slept with almost every single one of my friends, and some of Tammy’s friends. As soon as you walked out of here, Tammy said, ‘If she bumps into Tommy he’s going to try to fuck her.’ Turns out she was right.” Susan smiled. "Oh, don't worry. He hasn't been with anyone for a while, and he's had checkups. How was it?” “It was really nice,” Susan said. “So, will you be visiting us again?” Tammy asked. “Absolutely,” Susan said.
  11. 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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  14. 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.
  15. 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.
  16. 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.
  17. 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.
  18. 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!
  19. 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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