The Island with no Toilet

[Vassal 1,471]

Story involves male and female peeing outdoors, swimsuit and "bed" wetting. As I continue writing and updating this thread it will also include desperation, pee games, goldenshowers and pee drinking.

The last thing I remember was partying on a booze cruise my friends and I signed up for in celebration of graduating college. Then there was a large fire and we had to abandon ship. Bad luck would have it that I went overboard, with a life jacket fortunately, opposite of where the life boats were. Opening up my eyes I instantly shaded them from the sun as I felt cool waves washing over my lower body. Groggily I got up, feeling the wet mass of the life jacket wrapped around my chest in a stifling sweatiness. I was still in booze cruise mode, wearing tropical themed board swim shorts and I was happy to see that my sandals were still strapped to my feet. Checking my pockets I was dismayed to remember my phone was left on a bar table back on the boat, not that it'd survive the salt water. Slowly sitting up I removed the life vest and was happy to feel the drying effects of the sun on my bare chest. I was alive and my kind instantly went to my friends, hoping they made it to the lifeboats without me.

As I gained my composure I took in my surroundings. I was sitting on a sandy beach with crystal clear blue water at it's edge. When I would eventually stand up I would find I could see the reef below the water teeming with life. Behind me was a palm tree forest and I was glad to see several husked coconuts below them. A low, probably volcanic, mountain towered over the trees in the background. 

When I felt recovered, I slowly stood up and started to scan the beach, hopeful for more survivors. To my surprise I noticed a shape farther down the beach with some debris washed up around it and I slowly headed that way. As I got closer, I recognized it as the form of a girl from one of the other groups on the cruise. I made my way to her and prayed that she wasn't dead. To my surprise I remembered her. The young woman had been giving me glances all night and if I had a few more drinks, I would have had the courage to talk to her.

The brunette lay face up with her bottom half in the surf and I was relieved to see her chest rising and lowering albeit rapidly. Once I got closer, I grabbed her by the life jacket and pulled her out of the water. Gazing down at her I saw her cleavage pressed up against the life jacket, heaving rapidly as she breathed. Fearing she might be having difficulties I unbuckled the vest and her large breasts, covered by the white triangles with a red border of her string bikini top flopped free falling apart and her breathing normalized. I could see the hard button protrusions of her nipples through the fabric, she must be cold. Looking her body up and down I found a matching string bikini bottom, the white material nestled between her legs. I could make out the faint outline of her protruding labia as the wet material clung to her sex. 

Shaking off any dirty thoughts, I started to gather some dry driftwood and made a pile to start a fire. Luckily my life vest had a knife with a fire steel, as well as a compass and whistle, strapped to it and I was thankful for all the bushcrafting YouTube channels I watched. It took some effort but I soon had a fire going besides her. My eyes wandered to my fellow castaway and I couldn't help but admire the curves of her body, her flat stomach and the way her wet hair fell on her shoulders. I noticed a slight bulge in her lower abdomen, above her suit waistline. She was stunning, I thought to myself.

It was then that I realized I had to urgently pee. I wondered when the last time I had a non-alcoholic drink was as I weighed my options. I didn't want to leave the girl and the fire unattended so I opted to pee into the sea. Checking to make sure the girl was still breathing and asleep I quickly waded out into the water. Turning my head sideways I made sure that she was still there as I pulled the front of my swim shorts down and freed my penis, letting it rest on the waistband. Instantly my pee spurted out of the tip of my cock and fell into the water in a dark yellow arc. I sighed in relief when I heard a sound.

"Wha- where am- Are you peeing?" A feminine voice said.

I glanced sideways and saw that the girl had sat up, her breasts now hanging heavily on her chest. I suddenly realized my viewpoint and realized that I had accidentally turned my body in my haste and she was getting a full sideways view of my cock peeing hands free, my dark stream shooting several feet in front of me. I blushed and immediately turned my back to her still pissing noisily into the ocean, a yellow cloud was faintly visible.

"Shit, I need to go now," the voice behind me said. 

I heard some movement and then a soft thump.

"Damn my legs are wobbly," I heard, followed by the sound of frantic digging. A heavenly sigh rang out, followed by a faint hissing noise and the slight sound of bubbling.

She must have dug a hole was peeing in the sand right behind me! The thought of the woman squatting with her swimsuit bottoms around her head peeing into a hole filled my thoughts. Combined with the slight embarrassment of being seen peeing I was somewhat aroused as my toilet started to come to an end. My stream started to droop in large droplets that came ever closer to between my legs. I gave my cock a few shakes as I squirted out the last of my bladder and returned it to its place in the mesh liner of my swimsuit. I politely waited with my back to the girl, though I would have loved to see her peeing into the sand and I’d have to say peeing in front of someone was also a secret fantasy of mine. I’d never told it to anyone.

She must have peed for over a minute. When I stopped hearing any hissing, I waited ten seconds before slowly and deliberately around, making my way back to the girl. As I approached, I saw her filling in a hole between her outstretched legs.

"You're finally awake," I said, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible, as if she didn't just see me taking a piss into the ocean with a full view of my dong.

Making my way back I couldn't help but notice that there was sand clinging to the crotch of the girl's swimsuit bottom. How odd, I thought, she should be dry by now. Trying not to stare I returned my gaze to the young woman's face. She was blushing with embarrassment.

"I, er peed in the sand, I can't seem to get up, my legs are wobbly. Where are we? What happened? Last thing I remember is throwing on a life jacket while the cruise ship was on fire" She asked. "Next thing I know I wake up to you peeing in front of me," she added with a grin. "This is like a dream."

"It was an accident, I didn’t mean to," I stammered.

"It's alright, everybody pees," she teased, "I nearly had an accident myself. Seems I was holding in all last night's drinks and nearly wet myself."

I then recounted my awakening on the island and memory of the previous night's events. At the realization that we were possibly marooned on the island she started sobbing. Not knowing what to do I embraced her and she held my arms. I could smell the salt water in her hair and the faint aroma of urine, probably wafting up from her hastily covered pee hole in the sand. After a few minutes she stopped and we separated, wiping away her tears.

"Well this is one way to avoid our student loans," she said finally.

"Could be worse, this might be the mainland and we’d have to start payments," I replied.

We both laughed and her tension eased a bit.

"My name is Abby," she said, putting out a hand.

I took it and replied, "I'm Danny," shaking her hand. "Do you think you can stand?"

With my help she was able to stand up and I noticed Abby was just a bit shorter than I was. I walked her over to the shade as the sun was now high in the sky and getting hot.

"I'm really thirsty," Abby said and I realized I was too.

"Let me see if I can crack open some of these coconuts."

With much trial and error, I was able to get a few dehusked and cracked open. We both drank a bunch in silence. When we finished, I smashed a few open and pulled out the tender flesh to eat. 

"We can at least use these for some food and water. I'd like to look around a bit to get some bearings if you're up for it," I said.

Abby nodded and I helped her up. We walked up and down the beach noting some of the wreckage. One of the items was a first aid kit. Lucky. We reached our starting point in a few hours, confirming that we were on a island. There were a few sandy peninsulas here and there that would get covered in the high tide and we found a trickle of a fresh water spring as it emptied into the ocean. I was relieved to find fresh water and using some coconut halves we drank greedily. We spent most of the day by the beach hoping to see a rescue ship or well anything but to no avail.

Finding a suitable clearing by the spring we decided that this would be a good place to set up camp. While Abby set to making a fire ring I ventured forth to gather some materials to make a lean-to and bedding. By the time the sunset we had built a shoddy but sturdy shelter with palm leaves for bedding. I had intended to build a second one but we were running out of daylight and it was starting to cool down.

"It's okay, we can share this one, plus it's starting to get cold and we'd be warmer together," she assured.

Not wanting to pass up sleeping next to a hot girl my age I didn't protest. She even insisted on being the little spoon. For dinner we sat around the fire eating coconut and drinking more water. Finally, being sufficiently hydrated I needed to pee again.

"I gotta go pee," I said, standing up and making my way to the edge of the fire light.

"Wait!" Abby cried out, "I don't want to be alone in the dark and besides I gotta pee too. Can we both just pee here?"

"Fine by me," I replied as she stood up.

We both stepped a few paces away from the fire, opposite the lean-to, only a few feet apart. We politely turned our backs to each other. As I pulled down the front of my swimsuit, I heard a rustling as she squatted and pulled down her bikini bottoms. As I started peeing into the sand a few feet in front of me I heard a loud hissing followed by a pattering as she peed into the sand. After about a minute my bladder emptied and my cock twitched as I pushed out the last remnants. Not hearing my companion's pitter-patter, I tucked in and turned around to go back to the fire.

To my delight I caught Abby as she was starting to stand up, her bikini bottoms still around her knees, fire light dancing on her white shapely bottom as she shook the last few drops from her nether regions. With a satisfied sigh she pulled up her white bottoms. I quickly looked away, but savored the sight.

We decided to lie down together and Abby insisted on being the little spoon. I could feel the warmth of her back against my bare chest as well as her ass, pressed up against my crotch. Exhaustion took over and we both fell asleep.

The next morning I awoke in her arms. Abby had turned around during the night and was holding me close, I could feel her boobs pressing up against my chest and I was glad I was saved from the embarrassment of having morning wood. I did however have to pee. It didn't take too long for Abby to awake and she freed me from her embrace with a blushed face. 

"I have to pee," she announced. 

"Me too," I replied, not knowing what else to say, but I was looking forward to peeing together again.

We both got up and moved to opposite ends of the clearing. I could hear her stream issuing strongly, splattering the sand as a yellow torrent poured from my cock. When we finished our morning toilet, we went back to the fire ring. It was decided that Abby would go fill some coconut halves with water while I gathered more for eating. I took a quick peek at Abby’s sizable puddle before I left. Abby had gathered loads of water and we drank more coconut milk before eating the flesh.

A few days passed like this and we continued to pee together with our backs to each other while we patrolled the beach. We had started to become quite close. I suggested we explore more of the island, starting by following the stream inland and Abby agreed. It took some effort to get into the dense jungle but we followed the stream to its source, pouring out from between some volcanic rock. Exploring further Abby happened upon a hot spring.

"This island is turning out to be quite the find," Abby exclaimed with glee, dipping a toe into the water, "Ooh it's just right, hot tub temps!" she said as she stepped into the warm water. "Come join me!"

I didn't need the invitation and was soon sitting in the water with Abby. It felt wonderful. We started chatting, what major we had in school, what led us to the booze cruise. Just shooting the shit. Abby was convinced to go by some classmates last minute while my friends and I had been looking forward to the cruise all semester. As I started to feel a bit of desperation Abby interrupted the conversation to announce that she needed to pee.

Looking around, she lowered her voice and said, "Would you mind if I just went in the water? I don't want to get out."

"Who hasn't peed in the hot tub," I replied.

Which was true, I've had one or five nights at a party where I was too drunk and lazy to get out and peed right there in my suit. A few girl friends even did it.

"I do have to go too," I said. It took several moments to get started. I soon felt a new warmth flow around my cock and balls as I started to pee into my shorts below the water. It felt really good.

A long moan came from Abby. "Why bother getting out." 

She was right, the freedom of just peeing where I sat was incredible, I savored the warmth pooling in the crotch of my shorts and let out a moan myself. I caught her blue eyes staring at me. 

"This is so relaxing," she finally said, "too bad it's time for lunch." 

Lunch was the same as the previous meals, plenty of water, coconut milk and coconut. I decided that I'd try out spearfishing and fashioned a tri-tipped spear out of a suitable stick. I caught a few fish and messily cleaned them as Abby tended the fire. Just as we finished up it started to rain and we quickly dove into the shelter, Abby pressing close against me. I could feel her butt cheeks nestled against my dick. The storm didn't let up and soon there was a flash of lightning and a thundering boom.

"Eeek!" Abby cried.

I clutched her close and I suddenly felt a warm and wetness pouring over my cock. 

"Oh my god I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Abby stammered. "I'm afraid of thunder and it just came out."

I realized she was wetting herself and me and the makeshift bed in the process. I couldn't help but think that it felt kind of nice.

"It's okay," I assured, "we are wearing bathing suits and we did pee through them in the hot spring."

"Yeah but I'm peeing on you directly now and wetting the bed," she replied.

"We can change out the palm leaves and wash our clothes tomorrow. And to be honest it kinda feels nice with this cool rain." I continued to assure her. And it did, I wasn’t surprised to find myself getting slightly erect.

Her stream started to die down, she made no effort to stop it and was even forcefully pushing out the last little bits of her bladder. Her warm wee washing over my cock in waves. I could feel a warm puddle now draining through the palm leaves.

After a bit of silence, "You can pee here if you need to, I don't mind, I mean you'd be getting me back… plus it's still raining, you don't want to go out there," she said, clutching my arms that were around her, pulling them to her soft breasts.

She was right, the thought of going out into the storm didn't sound too pleasant. Fuck it I thought, we were already covered in her pee. It took some effort but I managed to start to pee in my swimsuit and my hot urine was now spreading over my shaft and balls, seeping into the fabric of my shorts and a puddle was forming around my thigh as a pattering joined the rain on the leafed roof. It felt really satisfying and liberating. It was also making me horny to be wetting the bed with Abby.

"It's so warm," I heard Abby whisper, wiggling her butt against my wet crotch. 

My piss started to die down and I spurted out a few more streams into the crotch of my soiled swimsuit and found myself starting to get hard. I hoped Abby didn't notice as I tried to drift off to sleep.

The next morning, I awoke to the warmth of the morning sun on my back. The wetness around my lower half reminded me of the events of the night. I still had my arms around Abby with her back pressed up against me. Needing to pee I slowly started to move and was surprised to feel my crotch getting wet again accompanied by a loud hissing and pitter patter on the leaf bed. Abby was wetting the bed again. This time she seemed to be still asleep.

Since she was still clutching my arms and as I was still wet from our toilet during the storm, I just let it go, wetting my shorts again. I figured I could hide it since she was wetting the bed if she were to be disgusted. The lean-to was soon filled with the strong smell of our morning pee. As I was squirting the last bits of my bladder into my pants Abby stirred and released her grip. Not wanting to be found wetting the bed again I quickly stood up and surveyed the damage.

There was a large puddle pooling around Abby's waking form as she rolled onto her back. I couldn't help but see a large wet stain, slightly yellow against the white gusset on her crotch. She opened her eyes and sat up suddenly.

"Oh my god did I wet the bed again?" She said aloud, feeling her crotch with one hand. 

Her eyes wandered to my wet crotch and I hoped she didn't notice I was half erect.

"We should probably wash our suits," she said. "It's too bad we don't have any spare clothes."

We had the usual breakfast and plenty of beverages before making our way to the beach. Abby skipped ahead and turned around to face me, asking "Do you mind being naked together while our suits dry?"

Other than rescue I couldn't think of anything more that I wanted in that moment than to see her nude. 

"I’m cool with it if you are,” hiding my excited.

With that confirmation, Abby expertly untied and removed her bikini bottoms and I could see her smoothly shaved crotch with darker labia lips, glistening with our morning pee, protruding from her mound. She gasped and almost proudly showed me the yellowing stain on the inside of the gusset of her panties. "Guess it'd be silly to wear this too," she said as she untied her bikini top, freeing her breasts. They were just as large as when they were bound, perky and hanging high. Her small pink nipples were hard. She has some nice tan lines too, pale triangles on her boobs and crotch.

Following her lead, I pulled down my swim shorts, my cock springing forth as it was freed. Likewise, I showed her the inside of my bathing suit and she was a bit dismayed that there was no stain, mostly owing to the fact that the liner was mesh. Men and women's swimwear must have been built with different materials. We stood there a few moments gazing at each other's bodies before walking into the water to wash out our swimsuits. I was splashing some water on my cock making sure to wipe away any of our pee. Glancing over Abby was doing the same, cupping some sea water in her hand and rubbing it against her vagina. After a few minutes, we made our way back to camp carrying our wet scanty clothing, Abby leading the way. I couldn't help but stare at her shapely cheeks.

As Abby hung our suits, I sat down and kindled the fire. She soon joined me, sitting down cross legged and facing me. I could see her pussy, lips slightly apart and I made no effort to cover my penis if she was being this brazen. I passed her a cracked open coconut and we sipped the milk inside.

"About last night and this morning," she said. "I'm sorry if that grossed you out."

"Don't be, it happens, in fact I uh kinda peed the bed again when I realized you were going in your sleep this morning."

Abby blushed, "I have a confession to make. I wasn't asleep and I wasn't frightened this morning. I just did it because it felt good. Feeling you wet the bed felt good too."

"You got me there, it did feel good, last night too," I replied, trying to hide my shock and delight.

Abby smiled, "Can I tell you a secret?"

"Anything. Anytime."

"I kinda like peeing where I'm not supposed to," she grinned.

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, here I was shipwrecked on an island with a beautiful girl and we both have pee fetishes.

"I also have to admit, when I first woke up on the beach, I wet myself on purpose. It seems you kinda like it too. I felt your thing poking me last night after we wet the bed," she giggled.

"You’re right, I really like peeing where I’m not supposed to, too," I said, smiling back. “Wow, I’ve never told anyone that before.”

Abby blushed, “I’ve never told anyone either. God, it feels so good to just say it.”

She suddenly stood up and threw her hands into the air, breasts bouncing as she did so. Suddenly she shouted, “I love wetting myself! I love peeing wherever I want!”

Jumping up to join her I didn’t care about my erection, raising my hands likewise into the air I shouted, “I love peeing where I’m not supposed to and wetting myself too!”

After the both of us proclaimed to the island that we loved peeing ourselves we both laughed. I realized that Abby was staring at my cock. Her gaze felt good as I likewise gave her body a good view, her nipples were hard and her labia was engorged, with her lips and clit protruding between her legs. 

Sitting down, she then recounted that since when she was a freshman, she specifically requested a single dorm room and how she'd pee on a rug she brought from home. The rug of course was a favorite spot to relieve herself in secret in her room at her parents'. She continued to tell me about all the stealthy toilet ventures she had around the college campus. She even peed in a dark corner of the library. When she did laundry, she'd also wet her bed, putting down a towel or two.

I likewise told her how I would sit on a few towels and wet myself while gaming, often emptying many bladders worth into the towels before I got up. And how at home I’d always pee in the bathroom sink, it was just the right height and the times I’d just stick my cock into a glass and pee into it before dumping it into the kitchen sink. I even told her about the time I pissed onto the wall and carpet of a basement room at a party. It felt really liberating to exchange stories like this.

"Can I, can I see you pee," she asked. "I'll return the favor."

"I'd love to," I said, "but we have to wait for this guy to calm down," pointing to my erect cock as I handed her another coconut, drinking another myself. We chatted for some time waiting for my erection to go away.

She was visibly excited when I finally stood up, cock flaccidly hanging against my balls. "Just go like you normally would, right here" the girl instructed.

Turning to face her I grasped my penis, lifting it up before releasing a long clear stream into the sand with a splatter.

"It feels amazing being watched," I found myself saying.

Abby was biting her lower lip as she watched me peeing into the sand. She was clearly enjoying the show. My bladder was nearing empty and I released my cock, the last spurts making it twitch up and down as I finished my toilet.

"That was incredible," Abby said as she got up into a squat, leaning back on one arm.

To my delight she moved one hand down to her pussy and spread her lips, making sure I got a good view of the pink flesh inside. I could see that her vagina was slightly agape between the smooth walls of her labia. Suddenly a long stream of clear piss shot out of her pee hole, draining onto the sand before being accompanied by a lovely loud hiss as it pattered on the sand in front of her. Her breasts were heaving as she breathed heavily. She let out a satisfied moan. When she finished, she stood up, the last of her urine dripping from her mound.

"I've only seen a guy pee close up once," she said. "Well twice," remembering how I was peeing in front of her when she woke up on the beach. She then recounted a one night stand in her dorm room. "I managed to convince the drunk to pee on my wall. Sadly, he never returned my texts."

"You can see me pee anytime, I really liked you watching me and seeing you pee too. It's even hotter that we aren't using a toilet," I found myself saying.

"Do you think we could stay naked and pee together today?"

"Absolutely," I said, finding my erection was growing once more. 

"It's going to be hard for you if you keep sporting one of those," she said as she sat closer with her knees folded apart, still across from me. "You can masturbate if you want."

Before I could sit down and grasp my boner, her hand was already rubbing her snatch while the other was squeezing her breast, tweaking the nipple. It was a heavenly sight as I started pumping my hand up and down my shaft. Our moans could be heard across the beach. With the beautiful girl openly fingering herself in front of me it didn't take long to cum.

Long ropes of semen shot forth from my penis before me, some of it landing on Abby's foot. This seemed to take her over the edge and she came with a cry. We sat there facing each other for a few minutes, panting as cum oozed from my softening cock while Abby's snatch was glinting in the sun with her slippery fluids.

"That was hot. Feel free to jack off around me whenever the need arises," she said, pleased with the pun. She playfully lifted up her cum soaked foot and wiggled it at me.

"You better return the favor," I replied enthusiastically.

"When I said yesterday that this was like a dream, I meant it," she said. "I always felt so alienated because of my… fetish. Even though it's been a week on this island I feel like with you I can finally be myself."

Something stirred inside me and I agreed that I felt the same.

"I guess I don't need to dig an outhouse then," I joked. "If you need to poop, just do it at the end of one of the sand bars, the tide will take care of it. Just don't forget to bring three seashells."

"This must be the island with no toilet then," she laughed.

[CON2H4 650]

Hey Vassal. Good to see your writing again.

[stefanstefan 7]

Great story. I'm looking forward to how the two continue their island adventures.

[wetwulf 3,324]

Welcome back @Vassal! My goodness this was a hot one. I especially like the bedwetting scenes. I look forward to more upcoming chapters!

[Vassal 1,471]

11 hours ago, wetwulf said:

Welcome back @Vassal! My goodness this was a hot one. I especially like the bedwetting scenes. I look forward to more upcoming chapters!

Turns out all I needed to get writing again was to get rid of all distractions and live in the woods for a while. Got a couple more cooking that I can hopefully get up to some sort of completion. 

[Ajr972 822]

I haven’t been reading too many stories lately but WOW this has me back! This story was simply breathtaking and I can’t wait to see where it goes. Their bonding experience along with the freeing actions of peeing together while naked on an island is a real treat, makes for a wonderful story arc and very hot too. Thank you very much, Welcome back @Vassal and please please keep it up!!!

[wetwulf 3,324]

19 hours ago, Vassal said:

Turns out all I needed to get writing again was to get rid of all distractions and live in the woods for a while. Got a couple more cooking that I can hopefully get up to some sort of completion. 

Yes, nature will do that for you. 

What I love is how, even though peeing in nature isn't exactly "naughty," to these two it is, especially when peeing in front of each other and "bedwetting," peeing in the "hot tub," etc. You're making peeing in nature naughty again.

I eagerly await the next chapter.

[nopjans 1,178]

I am in awe of your writing talent. What an amazing addition to your oeuvre.

[cjm3rcl1n3 52]

Very hot story. I too hope to read more. Curious how long it'll be before they start fucking, and if they'll start dating and having naughty pissing and sex once they're saved. Kudos!

[hutersw 3]

Tolle Geschichte. Warte gespannt auf eine Fortsetzung! 

 

[Lutab 1,052]

Great story

[Vassal 1,471]

Chapter 2 - Contains male/female peeing, male/female masturbation, mutual handy action, male/female wetting and [spoilers] male/female wetting in the opposite gender's swimsuit

After cleaning up we spent the rest of the day on the beach while I practiced catching more fish. Anytime we had to pee we did in view of the other. That night Abby replaced the palm leaf bedding with some fresh ones, bending over and giving me a good view of her vagina and tight brown hole. We snuggled up together as before, Abby being the little spoon. My cock was nestled lovingly between her butt and I could feel the heat of her muff. 

The next morning, I was a little surprised to find that we were dry. I had a massive erection which was poking through Abby's legs, pressing up on her slit. I also was desperate to pee. Abby started to stir and realized the predicament and moved her thighs to tease my morning wood. I awkwardly removed myself from the situation, not knowing how to act and hastily announced that I needed to pee. And moved to sit at the edge of the lean-to. I tried to pee but my raging hardon made it impossible to get started.

Smiling, Abby sat beside me, our bent legs touching. “Go ahead, I’m gonna masturbate too,” she teased, moving one hand down to rub her crotch.

I grasped my erection and started to jack off. Abby gave out a moan as she was watching me, moving a few fingers into her pussy. It felt like heaven, as we continued our mutual masturbation, I had never been so open with someone of the opposite sex.

Abby suddenly gasped, “I’m so desperate, I can’t hold it, I’m gonna pee right here.”

My eyes, glued to her crotch, nearly bulged out of my head as she started to pee through her fingers. I intensely wondered what her pee felt like as I gazed at her thick dark yellow stream pouring to the sand below. The scent of her morning piss soon overwhelmed us like a heady aphrodisiac. Her loud hissing and squelching pee seemed to drown out the ocean.

“Peeing while masturbating feels so good,” she moaned. “It’s so warm. Can I… feel your stream too when you’re done?”

I gulped and stammered out an affirmation. I even stopped pumping my cock.

“You can feel mine,” she said with a grin, stopping her morning pee momentarily, and grabbed my free hand and put it in front of her wet twat.

With my hand in position, she started to pee again. I felt a shock as her stream hit my fingers, it was so warm, like I was feeling her very essence. Wanting to savor every bit of her urine I wiggled my fingers around. I moved my fingers in and out of her strong stream, delighting in the way it sprayed and splashed, savoring the intensity on my skin. I gasped as I then found her moving my hand right up to her lips, I could feel her engorged clit and how slick her sex was with the mess of pee and vaginal fluid. My fingers found her warm, wet hole and easily slipped inside as Abby moaned, her tepid pee was now shooting between my fingers and they slid in and out of her vagina. The soft, inviting slickness of her inner canal felt heavenly around my digits as I pleasured her.

Her soft hand found its way around my cock, slick with pre-cum, and started sliding it up and down. She squeezed a bit hard but soon found the right grip, it felt so much hotter than doing it myself. I leaned into her and our lips met, teeth clacking as our tongues found each other. Her stream started to slow and I could feel the last bit lazily leaking out as I continued fingering her. The pace of her pumping my cock increased as I felt her vagina contract around my fingers, she must be close to cumming and so I was I. 

“I’m gonna cum,” she panted.

“Me too,” I replied.

She suddenly moved her hand to cap the tip of my penis, not too much longer her pussy tightened and spurted around my fingers as semen erupted from the tip of my cock into her cupped hand. She broke from my lips and let out a cute moan before returning for a deep kiss. Basking in the glow of our orgasms we slowly collected ourselves.

By now I really had to pee, “God I really gotta go,” I said, my still erect cock bobbing up and down as I stood up.

Abby stood up besides me and before I could grasped my cock with her hand, “Let me help you with that,” she cooed in my ear, “It’s only fair and besides my hand needs some cleaning. You came a lot.” She held up her hand, sticky white strings of my cum were hanging between them. I blushed.

Seeing my embarrassment, she continued, “Its so hot when a guy busts huge loads.”

“You know that’s not really helping with the plumping issue,” I teased.

“How about this,” she replied, “Pssss pssssss.”

After what felt like hours of this my boner finally started to deflate and Abby was delighted as my cock shrunk between her fingers. Finally I was able to pee and Abby moaned as the slight vibrations of urine started to make its way down my urethra. Soon a trickle of pee was falling from the tip of my cock before more forcefully spurting forward, finally hitting her cum covered hand with shocked delight. The dark yellow stream contrasting with my white ejaculate. The strong odor was now mixing with Abby’s toilet.

“Its so warm,” she exclaimed, now aiming my cock spray over various parts of her hand, washing away my semen as she wiggled her fingers in my stream. When her hand was sufficiently clean, she started to make shaped on the sand.

It was an incredible sight and I said so as my bladder was nearing empty. To surprise her I stopped and then let out a few forceful spurts. Abby giggled and moved her hand to try to catch them and was mostly successful. She gave my cock a little shake before releasing her grip and letting my cock slap against my balls.

“Always love the last few spurts,” she said, “In fact, quickly” she paused and spread apart her legs. With great anticipation I cupped my hand and moved it between her legs just as her lips parted as she forced out her last few drops of remaining pee. I let the warm liquid pool, savoring it as it slowly drained between my fingers. Curious I brought my wet hand up to my nose taking in her morning’s scent.

Now it was time for Abby to blush and brought her hands to her face, seemly forgetting the one was covered in my morning toilet, but she smiled, “Sorry, I just, it’s so great having someone want to smell my pee.”

“It’s a bit strong but I kinda like it, your pee smells pretty hot,” I responded.

Her face grew redder but moved her pee covered hand away from her cheek and in front of her nose and inhaled deeply. “It’s so stinky but it’s kinda making me wet. I’ve really only smelled my own this intently. I kinda like the smell of your pee too.”

We kissed again and then pee soaked hand in hand we made our way to the beach to clean off. Once that was done, we started on our morning chores, making breakfast, cleaning up and water gathering before combing the beaches for survivors and anything useful. After some discussion we decided it would be best to don our swimsuits while combing the beaches just in case there were any survivors. Plus, we agreed, it’d give ample chance to wet ourselves. Drinking plenty of water we set out.

Along the beach we happened to find some wreckage from the boat. I was delighted to find some unopened water bottles as well as some liquor bottles and even a few short flowery see through sarongs. We decided to return to the shelter with our new found treasure wrapped up in the sarongs. There were enough bottles of water that I felt safe to toss one to Abby, opening one myself, and we of course drained them. 

It had been about an hour since our morning pee tryst and I felt the nagging need to pee. We were still out on the beach in wide view of the ocean and I turned to Abby announcing that I had to pee. I didn’t move my hands from holding the package of goods over my shoulder but turned my focus down to my crotch. Letting the release on my bladder go Abby and I watched as the gray material of my swimsuit darkened at the tip of my cock, just above the left leg with a soft patter against the fabric. The material soon gave up and a dark stream started to make it’s way down the left leg of my trunks as I pissed myself. 

Abby gasped, “I’ve never seen a boy wet himself in person before. That’s so hot, I love that I can see where your penis is,” pointing to the wet sheen that was flowing from where my bell end was. 

She was right, she only felt me wet the bed that night. By now my stream was now pouring out of the leg of my swim shorts, painting the sand below in thick rivulets. “I’m happy I’m your first then, you’re the first girl I’ve seen wet herself too.”

“To many more wettings,” she proclaimed as hissing erupted from her crotch along with a wet patch. Her white bikini bottoms now clung to her pissing mound as it struggled to contain the liquid in the gusset, the darkened patch now growing up around her sex.

“Oh, it’s going up my butt,” she said turning her butt quickly around, showing the wet patch encroaching up her peach bottomed rear, snakes of urine escaping the seams of her bottoms, now flowing messily down the insides of her thighs. She pulled up her bottoms and now the stream was flowing thickly from between her lower lips down to a messy puddle between her feet. Our eyes were glued to each other’s crotches, as they often were while we were busy pissing our only clothes.

Soon both our bladders reached their limits and I let the last bits out in some forceful spurts, creating new wet streaks in my pants. I had a nice wet patch of sand around my left sandal. Abby let the last bits lazily drip down her legs, now having a nice sheen down the inside of her thighs, standing in a huge wet patch of sand. 

“What’s it feel like to wet your shorts,” Abby asked.

“Nice, it’s an interesting feeling to not control where your pee is going. What’s it feel like peeing your panties?”

“Warm and comforting. Super naughty of course, since you’re, you know, not supposed to,” Abby laughed.

“That’s the point,” I joined in with a laugh.

“Wanna feel how wet I am,” Abby said.

I instantly dropped the bundle, “More than anything,” I said as put my hand on the outside of her bikini bottoms, savoring the wetness and warmth. 

She reached out and felt the wetness of my shorts, tracing the wet patch around the tip of my cock. 

“Wanna inspect the damage on the inside,” she said as she pulled the top of her panties away and down giving me a topside view of the inside of the ruined gusset and her wet pussy. I moved my hand into her bottoms, feeling the soaked gusset and how wet her lips were. I soon found her hand inside my shorts, playing with cock and caressing my balls.

“Your balls are soaked, and the mesh is so wet. You know what would be super-hot? And you can absolutely say no. What if we swapped, like right now, and the next time we have to pee we just do it in each other’s swimsuit.”

“Like I wear your wet bikini bottoms and you wear my wet trunks,” I replied dumbly. I found the idea of having her pee-soaked panties tightly pressed against my cock arousing and started to get a semi

“Exactly.”

I couldn’t pull my swimsuit off quick enough. I handed the gray trunks to her as she passed her white bikini bottoms. It was a bit tight but I was able to get them on, my semi-chub dick making an impressive bulge in the wet fabric. The warmth and wetness felt super hot. 

“Your bulge is so hot,” she grinned, “even better knowing its wet with my pee.”

She slipped on my trunks and they fit with some tightening of the waist string. Even though we were on the beach she quickly removed her bikini top, letting her breasts freely fall on her chest. Her nipples were quite hard. “There that’s more fitting. Oooh the mesh is still wet!” 

Picking up our things we made the trek back to camp. As Abby revived the fire I prepared some previously caught fish for some lunch.

“I have to pee,” Abby announced. I stopped what I was doing and made my way over to her as she stood up and spread her legs shoulder length. Soon a hissing filling the clearing as a wet patch formed on the crotch of the shorts. Soon a torrent was flowing out each leg, darkening the fabric and adding to my drying stains. 

Seeing her wet my shorts signaled to my bladder my own need and I let go, slowly, letting my stream dribble out the tip of my cock, which to surprise was pointed down towards my balls.

“Oh, I’m peeing all over my balls, this feels fantastic,” as I let loose, the white fabric glistening as a thick rivulet flowed forward before falling back into the fabric all over my bulging balls before falling in a thick stream onto the sand. My wet patch flowing up over the head of my cock producing a lewd outline. It was a great new feeling.

We both were savoring the experience as we continued our toilets, eyes darting between each other’s stream. 
Stopping her stream, Abby sat down on a log we repurposed for a seat and spread her legs as she continued relieving herself. “I want to see what it’s like sitting down. Oh it’s starting to pool around my ass,” she said as soon rivulets of her piss were flowing out the bottoms of the legs of the shorts. “Try it!” 

Following her lead, I sat down on the opposing log and continued to pee. The stream was now flowing down around my balls and into the crack of my ass, tickling my anus. “It’s going down my butt!”

“Now you know how I feel half the time I wet,” she grinned. “Feels nice doesn’t it?”

“It does,” and I could feel myself growing a bit hard as my stream started to dwindle, my cock straining against the wet fabric. “I could get used to this.”

“Sounds like a plan,” as she passed me a baked fish. The idea of wearing my swim trunks soaked in her pee and her’s soaked in mine wasn’t helping my erection problem

For the rest of lunch, we sat around the fire and peed ourselves whenever the need arose. By the time lunch was finish our respective garments were soaked and my growing cock was becoming a bit too strained in her bikini bottoms. I decided to pull aside the gusset and let my wet cock flop out and peed against my leg. My warm stream splattering against my left thigh. 

“That’s so hot,” Abby said.

Not wanting to be outdone she stood up and pulled the swim trunks down to mid-thigh, exposing her sodden pussy. With a sigh her lips parted a bit more and a thick stream of urine fell from her crack and pattered all over the inside and outside of the swim trunks, darkening whatever was left dry. With the last few spurts into the shorts, Abby announced, “All done,” before removing my trunks completely.

By now I had a full-on erection and it was a bit difficult getting the bikini bottoms off. Before I handed them to her, I had a devilish idea and hung the scanty garment on the end of my cock. “Who knew it could be an improvised drying rack,” I laughed.

“Rude,” Abby teased, walking up with my wet swim suit, taking it in both hand and wringed it right over my hard-on. Her pee was still warm as it washed over my cock and felt electric, my arousal heightening as she lingered on pulling her bikini bottoms off of my turgid penis.

Unable to contain myself I started to jack off, my hand mixing our pee together as it slide up and down. Using her pee to get off was making me extremely horny and Abby too. Sitting next to me on the log she squeezed out the bikini bottoms over her breasts, my urine running down her cleavage and over her tight stomach before reaching her engorged clit. Taking the bikini bottoms she started rubbing her pussy in ecstasy, stuffing them into her vagina and she masturbated. 

I had to cum soon and said so and Abby quickly got up and knelt before me, “Cum on my tits,” she pleaded as she was still fingering herself with the bottoms. Not one to disappoint a lady I was soon at the point of no return and adding thick ropes of cum to my pee still clinging to her breasts. 

After a few moments to collect ourselves we headed back to the beach to clean up, hand in hand.

[wetwulf 3,324]

I love this series, and I am so glad you are continuing it. I love that you are exploring aspects of this fetish that aren't normally talked about and that these two are "new" to naughty peeing and wetting. Please keep it up!

[Vassal 1,471]

2 hours ago, wetwulf said:

I love this series, and I am so glad you are continuing it. I love that you are exploring aspects of this fetish that aren't normally talked about and that these two are "new" to naughty peeing and wetting. Please keep it up!

Trying to take a new spin on things and go a bit slower than I usually do with the other stories. Probably going to hit almost every checkbox for variations of the fetish aside from humiliation because that's not my thing at all.

[hutersw 3]

Das Warten hat sich echt gelohnt. DANKE. 

finde es toll das die demütig weg lässt den ich finde sowas nicht schön. 

[Ajr972 822]

This series is incredible and I can’t wait to see what happens next. So exciting and intimate, I just love how well written it is. Fantastic job @Vassal  and here’s to hopefully many more chapters!

[cjm3rcl1n3 52]

I was LITERALLY just thinking "gee, I wonder if there'll be a new chapter to this great story" and BAM, here we go! Lovely chapter, this is just getting better and better! Thanks!

[Vassal 1,471]

Chapter 3 - involves male and female urination, goldenshowers, pee drinking, desperation and sex

 

I awoke that morning as we became accustomed to, nestled close with Abby, her large, naked breasts pressed into my chest, with her soft breathing on my neck. I relished the softness of her thighs as my bare cock rubbed against them. 

To no one's surprise I had to pee really badly, Abby and I got into the habit of drinking loads of water before bed. We both enjoyed our mutual toilet in the morning and didn't want to disappoint. Sometimes it would be too much for our bladders and one of us would have to go during the night so we simply peed the bed since more often than not, we'd wet the bed together first thing in the morning, soaking each other's thighs and crotches with our hot, yellow urine. Giggling with arousal, listening to the bubbling and splashing, as our piss pooled on the palm leaves around our hips, creeping up our bodies, often soaking us up to our chests.  More often than not we'd leave bed dripping wet.

I was thinking of doing just that as my cock twitched, caressing Abby's snatch, causing her to stir awake. As she opened her eyes she looked at me and grumbled out a groggy, "Good morning."

"Good morning," I replied giving her lips a quick kiss. "Good timing I was just about to start peeing, wanna wet the bed?"

"Not this morning, I have something fun in mind and we'll need to be dry. I wanna pee standing up next to you. And make sure you let it all out, okay?"

Helping each other out of the lean-to we adopted a familiar position. Side by side, with our arm around each others waist often caressing a butt cheek, thighs pressed close. I aimed my cock upward sending my urine in a long high arc. Looking over at Abby I couldn't help but notice her erect nipples prominent on her heaving bosom. Her fingers in an upside down V were spreading her lips to the side, exposing the smooth pink walls of her vagina as a thick yellow stream issued out of her wide urethra, capped by an engorged clit peeking out of it's hood. Several droplets rolled down her lower lips dripping onto the sand between her feet. By now Abby had become a pro at, "peeing like a boy," using our freedom and some of my help to perfect being able to pee out in front of her while standing up with one hand. I still could only direct her stream with two hands.

Our dark yellow torrents bubbled into the sand a few feet before us as the pungent aroma of our toilets intoxicated our senses. Playfully I directed my stream at Abby's puddle and she responded with a twist of the hips. Our streams messily crossed and splattered as we laughed, now trying to intentionally cross streams. Our piss eventually dwindled and our streams died down leaving a lazy trail in the sand. Abby had a sizable puddle below her from drips but the inside of her thighs were still dry, a testament to practice.

During breakfast Abby shared what she had in mind, asking first, "What are your thoughts on goldenshowers?"

"I think they're pretty hot, hasn't that basically been what we've been doing every morning in bed?"

Abby blushed, "That's different, kinda. I'm talking about how I wanna kneel down in front of you and have you soak me from head to toe. And I want to push you down, squat down and piss all over your cock. You get what I mean? Wetting the bed together is fun but I wanna get freaky with it."

I nearly dropped my coconut.

"I think this is answer enough," I replied, pointing at my now erect penis. "H-have you ever given or received one before? I haven't, but it's been a long time fantasy."

"I haven't either, but I have given myself one in the shower. Felt good but it was tiring."

To demonstrate she went to a tree and braced her legs and but up the trunk, positioned over her face and lopsided chest. Spreading her legs, she spread her pussy wide open, gaping her vagina slightly. I could almost smell the aroma of her sex and wanted nothing more than to plunge my cock into her hole. My hand absent minded started stroking my erection.

"Like this," she said, "I'd show you but I don't want to ruin our game and besides I'm empty, another time–hey!" She cried.

I now noticed her head was craned in my direction, eyes hungrily on my masturbation.

She quickly righted herself and lightly swatted my hand away from my hard on, breasts swaying with the momentum. "This is part of the game too," she cooed, giving the tip of my cock a playful nudge.

"This is what I had in mind, since we're both on board with giving and receiving goldenshowers we should just do it but I want us to be full to the brim to make the most of it. How about a desperation contest too!"

"I couldn't be more in, this sounds like fun. What are the rules?"

"To start we both have to keep drinking the same amount of water. You have to announce when you start getting really desperate. Holding is fair game. The loser is the first to pee or lose control. However the goldenshower twist is that when you pee you have to go on me and I have to go on you. Since we both want this let's be fair about making sure we catch every drop in case of an accident! The winner can then soak the loser how they want but the loser has to clean up the winner with their mouth." She smiled seductively.

"This isn't helping my hard on. Sounds good to me. Are there any limitations? No peeing on the face or hair? I'm down for anything, I've never drank pee before but I've tasted my own once or twice."

"Soak me anywhere, baby. I've only drank my own, sometimes if I'm feeling randy but lazy I'll pee in a glass and drink some while fingering myself. Otherwise I have some when I self pee. I'm excited to feel and taste your pee from the source," she smiled passing me some water.

We did chores while taking plenty of water breaks. By now we were comfortable going nude in the mornings, letting our skin slowly tan before covering up with our suits in the afternoon to avoid the hot sun. When the sun was setting we generally stripped down again. It made peeing convenient and we loved looking at each other's bodies. It also felt so freeing. Didn't mean we didn't wet our swimsuits, however, which I think the whole reason we wear the suits.

It wasn't more than an hour and I found myself desperate as we shared a coconut on the beach. At the start of the second week, we had given up any shame of potentially being rescued in the nude. Without thinking I gave my cock a squeeze, causing Abby to giggle as I announced my need.

"Finally! We can stop drinking now. Now let's make ourselves comfortable," she said, stretching out on the mat we brought. I sat cross legged, squeezing my cock. The desperation was getting stronger.

I could see Abby was starting to feel it too, but was trying to act cool. She had shifted her foot to press up on heAr pussy. She had a slight bulge in her lower abdomen, and I could feel the hardness of my own bladder and knew I must look the same.

A wave of desperation hit and I started to fidget. Abby still seemed in control though breathing a bit harder. Her hard, darkened nipples gave away her arousal. If I could see her pussy, I'm sure it would be wet, and not from pee. 

Suddenly a huge wave of desperation hit me and I could feel some pee making it's way to the tip of my cock as a few drops escaped. I had to concede. 

"I'm not gonna make it, it's coming, quick," I announced.

With a grin Abby sat up, tossing her brown locks behind her shoulders, knelt down in front of me with an expectant look. "Well then, let me be your personal urinal," she said, lifting up her breasts with one arm, creating an enticing target, her cleavage creating a nice little cup, the perfect vessel for my hot urine.

"If I didn't have to pee so badly, I'd be rock hard right now, listening to you say that," I replied, getting into position and pointing my cock towards her.

Despite my agonizing need it was taking effort to get started. It was one thing to wet the bed together, piss together, wet our swimsuits together and gave each other a helping hand when we needed to go to the bathroom but it was another to use Abby directly as a toilet, no matter how much I wanted it, even if she was begging me to. 

Another wave of desperation hit and a spurt of sparkling clear pee spurt out of the tip of my penis. Sensing my tension Abby calmly said, “It's okay, just relax, let it all out, I'm ready for you to pee.”
Finally the dam had burst and a powerful stream coursed through my cock, spraying out of my urethra in a thick torrrent, splashing forcefully on Abby's breasts, splattering all over her chest, splashing myself in the process. I struggled to gain some flow control for a few seconds before directing my cock towards the gap in Abby's cleavage that she had made for me, my stream slapping at her now soaked flesh as the cavity filled with a pale yellow liquid, overflowing down her round breasts. My urine was now dripping off her erect nipples onto her knees below. I could see the river of my piss flowing down her stomach.
“It's so warm, this feels electric,” Abby moaned. Lifting her breasts she let them fall with a splash, wiggling in the sensation.
I now directed my stream at her nipples, peeing a little more forcefully as she moaned in arousal. Suddenly she shifted her gaze from my cock to my eyes and opened up her mouth with her tongue out thirstly. Wordless I knew what she wanted and stopped my flow and now aimed my cock at her expectant mouth. Taking care not to drown her I let it slowly release, slow droplets pattered on her chick as my stream made it's way to her tongue and open mouth as a gentle clear stream now noisily filled her mouth. After a few moments her mouth was overflowing with my piss and I stopped my flow, curious to see what she would do. To my delight she closed her mouth and had a hearty swallow. 
“Mmm, you taste better than I do,” Abby said, licking her lips before opening up again.
This time I moved a bit closer and held my cock right up to her open lips. I could feel her hot breath on my bellend. Once again I let it lazily flow out the best I could, letting the thin stream dribble off the end of my penis into her waiting mouth. Abby suddenly moved and I was shocked to find her lips now wrapped around my still weeing appendage. The new sensation was like nothing I've ever felt, the warm, soft, wetness of her lips combined with the flicking of her tongue as I was going to the bathroom directly into her mouth. Soon I lost control and my pee was now escaping between her lips and my cock. With a choking cough she swallowed what she could as she spit my dick out. 
“That felt amazing, I didn't think peeing could feel any better than it already did. Let me know when you're ready to go again, I still have plenty.”
Abby, still coughing, took a moment to collect herself. “That was really hot. Can you arc your dick upward and make a pee shower for me?” Batting her eyes as if to beg, she was already a wet mess.
My bladder still nagged so it was easy enough to point my cock upward and start a short arc, pattering onto Abby's brown locks and running down her face and hair. Closing her eyes she faced upwards into the stream and opened her mouth, filling her mouth a bit before swallowing.
Feeling I was nearing empty I paused again. “Can I pee on your pussy,” I asked. 
Abby opened her eyes after wiping away pee, “I was just about to ask.” 
Standing up she turned around and bent over, giving me ample view of her exposed snatch, taking her hands she pulled apart her butt to give me a good view of her asshole too. Both holes looked inviting, sopping wet from my hot effluence and a fair bit of Abby's juices. 
I started my stream again, this time aimed right for the center of Abby's balloon knot. She yelped in surprise as rivelets of my hot wee made their way down into Abby's lower folds. From my angle it looked like she was peeing too. After a few seconds I aimed lower at Abby's engorge labia, folds already parted as if in anticipation of my salty current. 
Abby gave out a moan in contentment as my cock pour forth onto her vagina. I moved my waning stream up and down her slick folds giving attention to her aching clitoris. I even aimed directly into her vagina which made a squelching sound as I emptied my bladder. Soon I was spent and fired the last few spurts onto Abby's back.
“I'm spent,” I gasped. 
Abby started to stand upright and gave her butt a little shake, freeing some of the warm droplets. Her hair was a sodden mess, clinging to her shoulders and glistening breasts. She was thoroughly soaked and drips of my toilet were still rolling down her legs. Even with my heavily diluted pee she stank of urine but she was smiling ear to ear. She was now fidgeting quite badly, hopping from one foot to the other.
“Now to get you all cleaned up,” I teased, knowing her desperation.
I pulled her close as she was about to protest and kissed her, I could taste nothing but my own salty pee on her lips and exploring tongue. It was electric. I moved my mouth up to her forehead, kissing while giving little licks here and there, giving attention to her ears before moving down her neck. I found the taste of my own urine mixed with her sweat to be intoxicating. 
Pulling away, Abby sat back on the mat and spread her legs, motioning me inbetween them as we kissed again. I moved down to her breasts, massaging them with both hands, giving attention to her nipples with my tongue and sucking mouth. I made sure every inch and then some of her soft, ample bosom was clean before snaking my tongue down her taught stomach. I skipped over her crotch, wanting to draw it out for as long as possible, starting down at her feet, my mouth making its way up her legs and then inner thighs before finally taking attention to her throbbing twat.
She tasted divine as my tongue hungrily explored her folds, flicking at her clitoris before making it's way into her love canal. Soon after Abby gave a squeak and hot salty fluid started to spray into my mouth.
“Sorry I lost control,” she managed to eek out as she was busy pissing into my mouth, now latched on to her quim. 
It was all I could do to try to swallow her salty, slightly bitter wee, I found I liked the taste over my own and that it wasn't too hard to swallow. I drank as much as I could while Abby tried to regain control and I soon found the stream starting to die down as I lapped at her urethra. 
“Oh my god that felt good in more ways than one,” Abby sighed. “I regained control, as much as I love for you to eat me out, I need to pee and I want to give you a good soaking! Lie down.”
Doing as I was told I soon found Abby above me, giving me a lovely view of her crack as she squatted  high above my head. Soon I felt warm droplets on my face as Abby started to pee again, I opened my mouth to catch her yellow rain as she swayed her hips causing her stream to travel across my face, moving down to my chest, splattering all over her calves. My chest hair glistened in the sunlight with her pee. With a twist of her hips she pulled her stream back to my face and stopped her flow, repositioning herself, squatting over my rock hard cock before drenching it with her bladder. The sensation was amazing, feeling her hard stream hitting my cock and her warm urine flowing down my shaft and balls.
Abby was clearly enjoying it too, her hand idling rubbing her clit as she peed. “God this is so hot, I need you inside me, are you ready?”
“More than I'll ever be,” I replied.
As Abby's stream started to die down, the last drips fell onto my cock as she lowered her pussy to meet it. I could feel the heat from her sex before I entered her labial lips, sliding in easily from the combination of all our fluids. Lowering herself down to my balls Abby gasped and then started to move up and down my shaft, grasping my hands for support and she pistoned up and down on top of me. Her warm folds softly enveloped my member as I crept closer to orgasm. Joining in her efforts, the slapping of our bodies rang out across the beach. 
Abby lowered herself to me and we passionately kissed. When she broke away she looked me in the eyes and cooed, “I have an IUD, cum inside.”
An erotic fire stoked in me as I grasped her hips and started to pump harder, causing Abby to loudly moan. “I'm gonna cum,” I groaned as red hot semen shot out from my cock, pouring into Abby's pussy. She gave out a loud cry and I felt her vagina contract as she had an orgasm, her walls now milking my pulsating cock of it's cum. After several more ropes my balls finally died down and I could feel my cum leaking out around my penis. 
We laid gasping with Abby crumpled on top of me for a few minutes before she could muster the strength to stand up. As I pulled my cock out of her she started to pee again, wetting my shaft once more. We both laughed as Abby let out the last of her pee over me, my drooling out of her well used hole. 
“You're soaked,” she finally said, “Glad I won and got to be cleaned up. I hope you didn't mind me having and accident in your mouth, it felt great to me.”
“I had a blast,” I joked, “It was hot as fuck. I really liked when I peed in your closed mouth. Felt so naughty.”
“I'm really glad it was you that got stuck on this island with me,” Abby said, looking into my eyes.
“Me too,” I said, closing in for a kiss.
“That IUD was a good idea, feeling you cum inside sent me over the edge, make sure to do it more in the future,” Abby smiled. “Now, lets get you cleaned up, you stink like piss and cum.” She laughed as she stood up and I followed her shapely bum to the hot springs.

 

[cjm3rcl1n3 52]

Yay, new chapter! (damn, why didn't PF notify me when it was posted, I had to stumble across it randomly? 😛 -_- )

[CON2H4 650]

5 hours ago, cjm3rcl1n3 said:

Yay, new chapter! (damn, why didn't PF notify me when it was posted, I had to stumble across it randomly? 😛 -_- )

Follow this thread then

[cjm3rcl1n3 52]

14 hours ago, CON2H4 said:

Follow this thread then

I did - or at least I thought I did!

[Ajr972 822]

When we needed him most our king @Vassal has returned and finally we see our characters engage in golden showers and some steamy sex. Thank you for blessing us with another wonderful chapter 

[wetwulf 3,324]

So great to see your stories again @Vassal. I hope this is the beginning of a writing streak because they just keep getting better and better.

[Vassal 1,471]

17 hours ago, wetwulf said:

So great to see your stories again @Vassal. I hope this is the beginning of a writing streak because they just keep getting better and better.

Thanks, been in the right mindset but I'm finding after COVID I tend to get too focused on it to a detriment lol

[Vassal 1,471]

17 hours ago, Ajr972 said:

When we needed him most our king @Vassal has returned and finally we see our characters engage in golden showers and some steamy sex. Thank you for blessing us with another wonderful chapter 

Thanks! Got more ideas in mind for coming chapters.