Start into a very wet hotel wellness weekend

[NaughtyGold 659]

 

Contains female and male sneakily peeing in a hotel room, ultimately ending in wet sex. I say many episodes have happened in real. It’s been long ago, I don’t remember every detail and took some freedom in writing from my memory, nor did I have any contact to my friend from that time for more than a decade by now. 

 

I met my gf in an anonymous convention hotel where she had attended a conference from Wednesday to Friday morning, before we would spend the weekend together. Hindsight, it was one of the best houses I remember, where we truly lived our wet dreams.

We agreed that I let her know 10 minutes before my arrival. She was holding the whole morning and told me that she had identified five spots for marking with her piss, where she was curious whether I would figure them all out within 10 minutes after entering the room (and of course adding my share to all of her aftermaths). Challenge accepted. We did that game before and it always has been great fun. I had gallons of coffee and water on my way and definitely came prepared.

She opened the door, barefoot and only barely vested in her black satin lingerie, which so nicely accentuated her sexy body and the perfect breasts. From what I could see the slip was shining a little wet… We hugged and kissed and she laughed showing me the time on her phone. Game on. 

I quickly found a nice wet patch on the carpet under one of the chairs, unzipped my jeans and let go. What a nice relief after a couple of hours in the car.

The second spot was already less obvious. I looked below the floor lamp and nightstands, both without success. I also lifted the pillows and checked the cushions of the sofa bed. She didn’t react. And I would only find out later that I wasn’t diligent enough… My time was running. But in one corner of the room beside the window I found evidence again and enjoyed spraying into the curtain for another 10 seconds or so. The biggest pressure was gone by now and I had still had enough time (and volume) left.

Next I instinctively opened the closet, where we have both pissed regularly before in these kind of hotel rooms. But no signs at the wall or the carpet this time. She started smiling already and gave me a hint. Where do you leave your valuables, honey? 

Now I indeed realized a few droplets on the top of the deposit box that was installed on the level of my abdomen in one corner of the closet. Wow. That was a good one. Hold your hand into it, she giggled. Omg. There was a little pee puddle inside the safe, nicely drenching the pad. I was wondering how she managed to aim that accurately inside, but then I saw the empty glass on the table next to the closet. She had just spilled it inside. Very sneaky and creative.

Why don’t you take care and piss from the outside against the display, she prompted me? Really, I asked. The safe might no longer work after all. Haha, I don’t care, but don’t overestimate your capabilities, she laughed, You will get a time credit if you manage it. I thought that was a fair deal, and for sure it increased my competitiveness. I tested the safe which still seemed to work properly, but decided to leave the door open, not taking the risk that it would no longer work while being closed with all her pee inside, which might have revealed our bad behavior after all.

Finally I aimed my torrent into the middle of the number pad. Suddenly the display began to flash. That didn’t look normal. You do great, keep going, my cheerleader insisted. A little waterfall ran down from the outside of the box onto the carpet. And after a few more seconds the flashing in the display had stopped. You are such a bad boy, my partner acknowledged. She hit on the wet shining buttons and convinced herself that the number pad didn’t work anymore. I thought that it would be so hot, if the next guest leaves his valuables in my piss, she commented. But most likely they now need to replace the whole box. I hope you are not too disappointed, I teased her. Haha, no, it’s so funny that you obviously really destroyed it.

I continued my investigation with checking the fridge and she giggled that we first need to drink the beer that she had chilled inside. Good idea. I opened two large cans and we both took a couple of large zips, which ate up the time credit that I had received before, but was rewarded with an intense kiss.

And I got closer again. I noticed the coffee maker. The glass table below was dry, but somehow glazed. I opened the lid of the machine and made the smell test. She indeed had peed into the water tank. Super naughty. Guilty, she laughed, remember we talked about it last time. She was right, but I almost had forgotten it. She had also left a little puddle on the tablet and soaked the complementary coffee pads and tea bags. Great job, honey. By now I only had to find one more spot and still some time left. She grabbed my dick and aimed it into the little coffee pot. I enjoyed filling it half way, before putting it on one of the nightstands. I made sure to keep some pee back for the last spot.

The next thing I noticed was this mischievous expression in her face. She obviously felt a little uncomfortable. I need to tell you something she started: I also do really need to pee again right now, and I am so horny. She admitted that she only had pissed behind the curtain and on the floor below the chair, before I arrived to make it look fresh. The rest she had saved for now and underestimated how fast her body would ask for a relief again. 

How about the coffee maker and the safe, I asked? With the most angelic face she confessed that she hadn’t used the bathroom this morning, at least not for making pee pee, how she whispered with a big smile on her face.

But, just for the records, I am still missing one spot, didn’t you say you marked five different places, I asked. Indeed, I did. Marking is a very mild term for the last one I would say, but I don’t think that you would find my secret hideout in the next two minutes. I offer you a draw. How generous, I said laughing, but you really make me curious. Don’t worry you are welcome to keep digging, but only after the little break that we will take now.

I didn’t wet the bed yet, I swear, I saved this for now, she told me. But I really need to go now. The crossing of her legs accompanied by a little pee dance gave evidence. Or do you want me to go to the bathroom? Haha, are you kidding me? I laughed. And don’t worry, I am happy to help you with the bed. Even though I believe you might have a little more to share in the beginning. 

I only now noticed the accurately folded sheets and mattress protection on the floor. She had removed it before my arrival, so it only took seconds to take away the bedspread and in the next moment I found myself lying on the back of the bare mattress. Still wearing my business shirt but at least bottom naked with a nicely erected dick. It was so wrong what we did here but this was not the time to think of good manners.

I let her take control, just trying to avoid an early orgasm for now. She put her slip aside, and offered me the view to her sweet pussy, while grabbing my penis. She inserted it deep into her hole just to remove it again seconds later while releasing her warm nectar over it and into the white mattress. Sex with that girl was the best experience ever. She repeated the procedure a couple of times, in combination with a content moaning that got louder from time to time. She truly must have been bursting before. After having fucked a few minutes, she took another break, this time straddling her labia and aiming full stream on the shirt on my chest and above, and after that continuing with varying her golden torrent into all directions. Once she stopped I took the opportunity to taste her delicious salty crotch. While eating her pussy I gladly noticed that now also my bladder signaled it would be prepared again. Time for a little revenge. She was fast enough to remove her lingerie, so that she could feel the warm treatment directly on her body. My shower was well received. With both our bladders no longer hurting we continued licking and fucking each other in the wet bed in various positions for quite a while before almost simultaneously reaching our orgasms. 

Totally exhausted but happy we both leaned back and inhaled deeply. Her body was still shivering. It took a minute or two until we both calmed down. She told me that she felt a little bad for being so selfish in the beginning. You did great, I appraised her. Look at that giant mess. Our piss was still soaking into the fabric.

Even though I felt embarrassed about our inappropriate behavior, I totally enjoyed the moment. I licked her again and tasted this amazing fresh mix of all our body fluids, before kissing and hugging. Totally happy and satisfied we both dozed away for 15 minutes or so in the mess we made. The sound of the lighter woke me up. We were both no heavy smokers, but it was a nice habit we added to our routine to share the one or the other cigarette after messing around. I looked at her, sitting very relaxed with legs crossed totally naked in the pissed bed next to me while smoking and drinking beer. Holding her cigarette in one hand, she put with her other hand the beer can back on the nightstand and instead brought the coffee pot I had pissed in before. She briefly looked up, it seemed she wanted to ask something, but then just took the decision herself and nonchalantly spilled the content on the carpet next to the bed as if that would be the most normal thing to do. Sorry, but I needed an ashtray and didn’t want to get up, was her explanation, while laughing out loud. She handed me her cigarette and grabbed a new one for herself from the package on the nightstand next to her. 

We kept playing, while smoking and drinking beer in the bed. She clapped her vagina from time to time while splashing with her feet in the puddle and adding little fresh spurts from time to time. After having finished my cigarette, I tasted the soft skin of her wet feet starting licking her pissy toes, and then working my way upwards her legs. This is true wellness after a stressful week, she giggled. I noticed that my bladder slowly was ready for another spurt. Wait, could you move a little. I better wanted to wet the part of the mattress that was still dry. She moved to the side and I started pissing aiming at her nipples again. Haha, great, it is time for some fresh warm shower, keep going she laughed, while still smoking. But my stream only lasted for 10 to 15 seconds.

I guess you still haven’t figured out the last spot, she changed the topic after I was done. Aren’t you curious anymore? Of course, I still was. I checked again the carpet below the bed and even moved the sofa bed to look behind.

She smiled that if I wouldn’t find it, likely nobody would. I seriously was a little confused when she pointed to the sofa bed again. 

She dried herself with a blanket, before pressing one hand deep into the cushion. After that it was a little wettish. Hihi, it will still take time to dry, she stated. Then she unzipped the large cover sheet of the couch and proudly presented me the soaked foam material inside. Since the mattress was not (yet) an option she was once more creative, not daring to directly pee on the surface of the cushion, as it might not have dried fast enough and could have been detected by the cleaning crew. She told me how cozy it felt to ride the plush with her bum while releasing a gush of piss from time to time. With a mischievous smile she confessed that she was too horny and didn’t use the bathroom last night already…

Of course there was no reason to change our bad behavior for the rest of our stay. But first it was time for a real shower now. On our way to lunch we already inspected the floor and also the stairwell a little closer…