Randy's Story (Short)

[Brutus 2,111]

Randy's Story (Short)

 

I'd gone to spend the night at my girlfriend's house after the spring semester. I'd met Christina's parents before and they seemed nice. Her mother Debra is basically a forty-three year old version of her, a five-foot nine hottie with more curves and a bigger rack. She's quite a sight to say the least. We were sitting on the sofa when Debra came through the front door, having just returned from the gym. She smiled and said hello while rushing up to the bathroom, joking that she was about to pee on herself. I loved seeing her desperation and tits bouncing in her sports bra on her way past me.

An hour later I sat at the dinner table with them, along with Christina's younger brother Nate, while their dad was in another city for business. We all had a nice talk about a host of things. After finishing my plate I went to use the bathroom. The clothes bin next to the sink caught my attention when I saw a pair women's underwear hanging from under the lid. I reached over and opened it and there was a white thong, a few sizes too big for Christi's petite frame. I picked it up and saw a big damp yellow stain all over the front part. Debra hadn't been fast enough earlier and peed on herself. I got excited and held it close for a sniff. The pussy and piss smell struck the most primitive part of me. Then I turned it around to smell the string that was wedged in her ass and wow, it damn near burned the flesh inside my nose it was so strong. A beautifully potent punch of her sour and musky womanhood was baked into every fiber of that thong.

For the next few hours it was all I could think about as we sat in the family room watching The Revenant. Later that night, me and Christi laid in her bed, making sure not to try anything sexual. She eventually fell asleep but I wanted to smell her mother's underwear again. I wanted more, a taste. I got up at about midnight and went back to the bathroom down the hall. After a quick search under some more clothes, there was Debra's thong. I pulled it out and inhaled the feminine stink, again and again. My mistake here was forgetting that the damn door handle had a habit of not latching unless closed forcefully, which I hadn't done to keep quiet. The door suddenly opened and there was Debra in her short blue night gown, looking at me holding her dirty underwear to my nose. I guess she didn't bother to knock beforehand since it was late and figured we were all asleep. My heart could've broken my ribs it was beating so hard at that point. I was frozen in embarrassment. The cold look on her face...was just...ahh...

Anyway, she came inside, closed the door and locked it. I started to apologize but she instantly cut me off, telling me to shut up. She grabbed the thong from my hand and tossed it back in the bin, saying “Randy, you're one sick fuck.” I said nothing and stared back, at a loss for words and trying not to look at her cleavage and nipples poking through her gown. Then Debra did something that I never would've bet my life on. She pulled the gown up and straddled over the toilet. I looked down and saw her dense blonde bush as she slowly sat down. Then she moaned and started peeing...hard...really hard. It filled the bathroom with a crackling hiss against the toilet so loud that it actually startled me a bit at first. She was sitting with her legs open enough for me to see a few inches of the stream as it was shooting out with pure aggression. She reached down to spread her lips apart and the stream got thicker, easily twice as thick as anything I could ever produce. It was unbelievable how much piss was coming out of this woman. I watched in amazement, and wonder of when it would stop.

Eventually, after what seemed like nearly a minute, she was done and stood up. Her bush and inner thighs were soaked and a few more drips fell into the toilet. She was staring at me and I was enslaved to the most intense arousal imaginable. I just went for it, kneeling down and shoving my face right into Debra's pussy, tasting everything she had to offer, piss, sweat and the days secretions. She hadn't showered after getting home from the gym, so her pussy was natural in the purest sense possible. I licked the pee from her thighs and plunged my tongue into her hole like it had the cure to a terminal illness. Over the next few minutes, she moaned, placed one foot up on the sink behind me, pulled her big tits out and grabbed my head as I worked her over. I tasted more pee as she leaked in my mouth a bit more. I felt contractions pulsing through her body as she panted like an animal and came all over my soiled face. She wanted to scream so bad, I could feel it. 

Afterward, she just...pushed me away, like I was a single-use disposable oral job. She straightened her gown and went back to her room, leaving me there in a broken mess of confusion, staring at her yellow piss in the toilet. I got myself together, used my hand for a much needed release, flushed her beauty away and returned to bed. The next morning Debra was painfully normal, like nothing happened at all. It's been a year now and neither one of us have spoken of it. I'm pretty sure that pushing me away that night was her way of telling me that I was nothing more than a convenient orgasm for her in that moment and that it was archived deep in history never to be mentioned again. Still, the hottest thing I've ever experienced. I can still taste her.

 

 

 

Edited June 25, 2019 by Brutus

[Dr.P 1,458]

Brutus, Great story! Very real, with all of the details. It reads very much like a true encounter. Thanks for posting.

[Brutus 2,111]

2 minutes ago, Dr.P said:

Brutus, Great story! Very real, with all of the details. It reads very much like a true encounter. Thanks for posting.

Thanks. And you win the award for fastest reaction I've ever gotten, just 5 minutes after I posted, lol.

But I'm glad it reads like a real story, that is precisely one of my aims with these shorts!

[Alfresco 11,017]

@Brutus, Yes indeed a great story - Very realistic and something that probably has happened somewhere at some time.  I know that I have had a sneaky sniff at underwear in other ladies' bathrooms.   The opportunity hasn't occured very often, but I've certainly been guilty of it.  Unfortunately, the rest of the story hasn't happened for me.

[Brutus 2,111]

@Alfresco, There is nothing like the unique thrill of smelling underwear of a hot woman after it spent all day on her. I've done it a few times myself as well.