Message-ID: <37150asstr$1025637005@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: From: "David Lavenham" Mime-Version: 1.0 X-Original-Message-ID: X-OriginalArrivalTime: 02 Jul 2002 16:37:49.0145 (UTC) FILETIME=[CD5D8C90:01C221E6] X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Tue, 02 Jul 2002 16:37:48 +0000 Subject: {ASSM} The Lady Loves to Pee - F MF Pee Urine Voy Exhib Watersports Date: Tue, 2 Jul 2002 15:10:05 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: newsman, dennyw The Lady Loves to Pee F MF Pee Urine Voy Exhib Watersports by David Lavenham davidlavenham@hotmail.com It started when I was 16. I was with a group of friends at a music festival. You know the type of thing, 50,000 sweating bodies in a field somewhere. We had been drinking beer all day and I was dying for a pee. I couldn't face the inevitable cue for the toilet, and anyway, I would probably never find my friends again in the crowd. I guess I must have been pretty drunk, I don't think I would have dared otherwise! I was surrounded by people all looking up at the stage. I parted my legs a little, hitched up my skirt a little, held my panties to one side and just let it flow! It was the biggest thrill! I could feel the hot piss splash onto my shoes and legs, I probably ever pissed on a few legs, but no one noticed what I was doing. In the days that followed I thought about it often, the thrill of being so filthy & pissing in public really began to turn me on. The more I thought about it the more it made me hot. Soon I was masturbating as I fantasised about peeing in public. It was inevitable that I would soon have to do it again, if only for the thrill. The next time I planned it. Dressed in a slip dress and not wearing panties I took off to the local park with a book. I positioned myself on a bench at the end. Sitting so my skirt was behind me and my bare ass was on the wooden slats of the bench I began to 'read the book'. Slowly I let the pee trickle out of my pussy, wetting the bench and dripping onto the grass below. I watched the people around me who were unaware of what I was doing. I was so turned on! Half of me wanted to shout 'come and watch, I'm wetting myself!'. Instead I rushed back to the car and rubbed myself to orgasm. Again I kept fantasising about what I had done. I had to do it again! Over the next few weeks I got more and more bold. I started to rub my clit as I urinated. I got more daring, even pissing down my leg as I walked through the mall. Then I got the opportunity to really test my nerve. I was walking back to the car that was parked in a quiet underground car park up town. I was just fantasising about peeing right there when he jumped out. He was not bad looking, tall, dark hair & about 35. He laughed as he flashed me. I wanted to run, but the thoughts I had been having as I walked to the car took over. I stood and stared at his dick, which grew and twitched as I did. I think he was pretty freaked out as he just stood still and stared at me. I reached down to the hem of my skirt and lifted it slowly, exposing my trimmed, pantie-less pussy. His eyes nearly popped out. He began to masturbate as he watched. I squatted in front of him and began to pee. Letting out a steady stream of golden urine, creating a growing puddle between us. He was pumping hard on his dick and within a few seconds gasped as he began to cum. As I continued to pee his cum splashed in the puddle of my urine between us, little rafts of white sperm floating across the lake of urine I had created. When we had both done we just looked at each other and walked away. That night I think I made myself cum a hundred times fantasising about the encounter. I dreamt of all the possible outcomes. I was going wild with desire for this guy watched me pee. My fantasies took over and common sense was forgotten as I decided to go back to the car park the next night. He must have been through the same because he was waiting for me. He led me to a very quiet corner of the car park and just crouched at my feet looking up. It took me a few seconds to get it. I lifted my skirt and with two fingers separated the lips of my pussy. Then I began to pee over him. He opened his mouth as my yellow stream splashed on his face, taking big gulps of my urine. His white shirt was wet with my yellow pee as I directed the stream over his head, wetting his hair. He took out his cock and began to wank, so I directed some of my piss over his dick, causing him to gasp and pump his dick even harder. Then, when I was done, he leant forward and began to clean my pussy with his tongue, quickly bringing me to orgasm as he licked my clit. I left him there, knowing he would be back the next night. TO BE CONTINUED (if I get enough requests at davidlavenham@hotmail.com!) by David Lavenham Feedback appreciated. I also write custom stories and scripts. Send your ideas/fantasies to davidlavenham@hotmail.com) _________________________________________________________________ Join the world's largest e-mail service with MSN Hotmail. http://www.hotmail.com -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at Hosted by | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+