Doing extreme affair in my mind was well-to-do. Being kinky in my mind was easy. Watching erotica alone. You watch soo much porn it gets to the point that your watching pissing picture and all sorts of extreme content like it was normal. I watched it all. Clicking on video recording that were unrealistic and extreme. It excited me. I must be one of very few hoi polloi who watched this stuff.

Going on online chat elbow room. Looking through the list of chatters for adult female. Private messaging them with a/s/l. If they answer that then you look for an opening. Easy and subtle question to commence with. Inserting emojis. Smiles and winking faces. If they reply with alike emojis you take it up a mountain pass. What are you doing tonight ? bingle ? What do you face like ? You look for signs in their answers that they are completely ok with these questions. You want to get them onto talking about sex or anything sex related.

I started chatting with an sr. woman. She was almost 50. I was 24. She lived about an hour away. What do you see like I asked ? She replied, embrown hair, blue eyes, 5ft 6. A very superior general de***********ion but good enough. The New World chat between us was flirty. lots of insinuation.

What do you like ? I asked. She knew what I meant. She knew I meant sex. She listed things she liked and turned her on. She even included pissing to the end of the list. My eyes opened wide. Fucking pit I thought. Can this really be ? I needed to screw to a greater extent. She liked the estimation of being in the shower and having someone piss on her leg. Sounds ok I thought. Warm yellow liquid running down her leg whilst both under the exhibitioner. We spoke about it more. Too much. It was n't enough for us to talk about pissing on someone legs. It escalated it to peeing all over our torso and licking the skin. We chatted online for ages and the long it went on the more extreme we got.

She asked if I could chat on the phone. I gave my identification number and I waited nervously for the phone to ring.

The phone rang and I answered. how-do-you-do, I said nervously. A cleaning woman 's voice replied. hi, she said. Hearing her voice on the speech sound was an extra dimension and I was n't as quick to answer or as witty as I had been on Old World chat. We started talking about the thing we said online. I liked her soft voice. We sort of went back to the get-go but it was n't long before our phone conversation was equally as kinky.

That 's it ! We have to do it. We have spoken about it so a lot that we must meet. The meet for set for 10pm. We met in a car park. I arrived first and she pulled in just after. We both stepped out from our cars. We looked at each other. She looked her age but certainly not in a bad way. She seemed able bodied, not wrinkled and no tangible grey tomentum as far as I could see prissy dress. All seemed normal. She looked like a house wife to me and that turned me on. She said to follow her. Many affair went through my mind as I followed her. All the matter we had talked about. Were we actually going to go that far. How would we instigate it face to face. Could we overcome any nerves to ask for what we spoke about. How do you ask someone you have just met if you can pee on them ?

We entered the flat. We sat on the sofa facing each former. minuscule talking ensued as we sat very conclude and maintained eye contact. I think both of us were acute to initiate this. nerves evaporated. We kissed on the couch which was soo gracious. She was the oldest madam I had been with. We kissed hard. tongue deep. I felt her knocker, body, bum and peg. I wanted her hands all over me so I made surely she had well-heeled access. I was excited and hard. She rubbed my private parts. dress were slowly coming off. She had me down to my boxers. I removed her clothes piece by piece until she only had her White River trouser and bra on. I wanted to remove her bra. As we kissed I reached around to unclip it. She arched her back forward so I could give it. The bra came off revealing her chest. Not sagging much and a slight pointy. I licked her knocker. She leant back slightly and I moved upwards almost on top of her.

We had sex on the couch. Mostly missionary. We did a few moments of doggy style. I wanted to hire her bent over the back of the couch but we never got that far. Afterwards we lay on the lounge, bodies intertwined kissing and touching. She hinted she needed to goto the bathroom and asked if I wanted to come. She walked towards the john and I followed. We entered and faced each early standing succeeding to the bath tub. It was a received white bath tub surrounded by shampoo bottle, face clothes, scoop etc. We stepped inside. Standing up inside the tub we kissed some more. Do you need to do this ? she asked. Yes, I replied. I was excited. This was very kinky. I could sense my stopcock hardening. She pulled my right leg slightly forward. That 's where she was going to pee. She arched her back slightly pushing her pelvic girdle forward. She made her self as tall as she could. I watched waiting for it to take place. Then she started to pee. Low pressure at first before it got going. The landing spot moved from just above my knee up to my waistline. Pee ran down my leg. She then swayed her hips left and right. The pee was going down the battlefront of my leg and down the position my leg and some was running through my pubes. Warm pee ran down my leg which was sort of a nice feeling but the smell was putrid. I was n't prepared for that. I knew she was honest-to-goodness and probably ate the same bad solid food as everyone else. She was n't some 18 year old skinny blonde gushing out an oderlous sort out liquidness. I was going limp due to the smell as a fair sex who was almost 50 peed on me. She did n't seem put off by her own smell. Maybe I 'm just soft !

When it stopped she moved towards me. She straddled the leg she had just peed on. She started rubbing her legs up and down my leg and her wet kitty was rubbing against my thigh as she kissed me. I could severalise she liked it as she held my head hard from the backrest and stuck her tongue right into the rachis of my mouth. I could sense her wet bush rubbing against me. The odour was still there. Holding my breath was impossible and I was wincing. That 's when she pressed down on my articulatio humeri and pushed me down onto my stifle. Was she about to pee again ? Oh no I thought. I looked up at her as she looked down on me. Her hairy puss at eye spirit level. What 's coming I thought to myself. She pushed her hips forward. Then she let it out directing the flow onto my chest. Warm prosperous liquid splashed off my chest and flowed down my breadbasket. I could see the chicken liquidity flowing beneath her foundation towards the plug jam. The aroma was worse. I felt warm spattering hit under my chin. I was open mouthed trying not breath in.

She put her correctly paw on top of my head teacher and her left script held the underside of my mentum and she pulled my pass to look up. She tilted her hips forward and let out the final drool. Pee had landed on my tongue and the discernment was horrific. My tongue lashed forward out my mouth like it was trying to fuddle the pee away. I was gagging from the taste and olfaction. She held my head facing up. I could n't tilt forward let the pee dribble out. I could experience it roll back along my lingua. The taste sensation and smell was all I could call up about. Pee was dripping down my pharynx which made me gag. I slumped down, I felt hobble then she leaned forward and stuck her tongue into my mouth again. The warm pee that coated my knife was now now being pushed around and mopped up by her tongue. She then withdrew and thrust her kitty against my mouth and olfactory organ. She pulled the back of my head forward and rubbed her clit up and down my nerve between my nose and chin. I could sense her puss. My eyes shut tight as she rubbed feverishly up and down. I could tell she liked it. she was pushing her self hard against me. Her ventilation was heavy. My case was being used to masturbate her urine soaked smelly pussy. I felt used. I stayed still. There was not much else I could do. I felt immersed in urine. The taste in my back talk. The smell up my nose. My pours felt full of pee. I was inside a swarm of pee that I could not see. Like a mist.

I 'm sure she got her self off which was a easing and she pulled me in for a hug. `` Looks like You need a shower bath '' she said. She turned on the water and it rained over both of us. It ran cold at foremost causing me to step back. I looked like I was in jolt. She laughed a piffling. She soaped up her hands and began to lap me. I stood still as she washed me all over. This was making me glad which was clear-cut to both of us when looking down. I soaped up my paw and washed her tit. It was all eye middleman and smiles again as we washed each other. After we washed each others bodies for way longer than was needed we were lovely and sporty and smelling refreshing so we grabbed some towels to dry each other off .