Doing utmost thing in my nous was well-off. Being kinky in my mind was slow. Watching porn alone. You watch soo much porn it gets to the decimal point that your watching pissing videos and all sorting of utmost cognitive 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 citizenry who watched this stuff.

Going on online chat rooms. Looking through the list of chatter for woman. Private messaging them with a/s/l. If they answer that then you look for an chess opening. Easy and subtle questions to start with. Inserting emojis. smile and winking faces. If they reply with standardized emojis you take it up a mountain pass. What are you doing tonight ? Single ? What do you look like ? You look for signs in their answers that they are completely ok with these question. You want to get them onto talking about sex or anything sex related.

I started chatting with an onetime woman. She was almost 50. I was 24. She lived about an hour away. What do you look like I asked ? She replied, brown haircloth, blueish eyes, 5ft 6. A very 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 matter she liked and turned her on. She even included pissing to the end of the list. My optic opened all-embracing. Fucking perdition I thought. Can this really be ? I needed to know more. She liked the idea of being in the exhibitor and having someone piss on her leg. Sounds ok I thought. Warm yellow-bellied liquid running down her leg whilst both under the shower. We spoke about it more. Too a great deal. It was n't enough for us to peach about pissing on someone ramification. It escalated it to peeing all over our bodies and licking the pelt. We chatted online for ages and the longer it went on the more extreme we got.

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

The sound rang and I answered. Hello, I said nervously. A woman 's vocalism replied. Hello, she said. Hearing her vocalism on the phone was an extra property and I was n't as ready to reply or as witty as I had been on schmooze. We started talking about the things we said online. I liked her soft voice. We sort of went back to the beginning but it was n't long before our speech sound conversation was equally as kinky.

That 's it ! We have to do it. We have spoken about it so much 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 cable car. We looked at each other. She looked her age but certainly not in a bad way. She seemed able bodied, not wrinkled and no real grey hair as far as I could see Nice clothes. All seemed normal. She looked like a house wife to me and that turned me on. She said to travel along her. Many affair went through my mind as I followed her. All the thing we had talked about. Were we actually going to go that far. How would we incite it brass to face. Could we get the better of 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 lounge facing each early. Small talk ensued as we sat very tight and maintained eye contact. I think both of us were keen to start this. nervousness evaporated. We kissed on the couch which was soo nice. She was the erstwhile lady I had been with. We kissed hard. Tongues deep. I felt her breasts, body, bum and legs. I wanted her hands all over me so I made for sure she had well-situated admittance. I was excited and difficult. She rubbed my crotch. clothes were slowly coming off. She had me down to my boxer. I removed her clothes piece by part until she only had her white-hot pants 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 reach it. The bra came off revealing her titty. Not sagging a lot and a petty pointy. I licked her bosom. 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 trend. I wanted to take her knack over the backbone of the redact 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 total. She walked towards the bathroom and I followed. We entered and faced each early standing following to the bath tub. It was a standard livid bath tub surrounded by shampoo bottle, face clothes, soap etc. We stepped inside. Standing up inside the tub we kissed some more. Do you want to do this ? she asked. Yes, I replied. I was excited. This was very kinky. I could finger my stopcock solidifying. She pulled my ripe leg slightly forward. That 's where she was going to pee. She arched her back slightly pushing her hips forward. She made her self as marvelous as she could. I watched waiting for it to happen. Then she started to pee. Low pressure level at world-class before it got going. The landing spot moved from just above my knee up to my waist. Pee ran down my leg. She then swayed her pelvis left and right. The pee was going down the front of my leg and down the position my leg and some was running through my pubic bone. Warm weewee ran down my leg which was form of a nice feel but the odor was putrid. I was n't inclined for that. I knew she was older and probably ate the same bad food as everyone else. She was n't some 18 year old skinny blond gushing out an oderlous clear liquidness. I was going hitch due to the feel as a woman who was almost 50 peed on me. She did n't appear 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 branch up and down my leg and her wet pussy was rubbing against my thigh as she kissed me. I could recite she liked it as she held my head hard from the back and stuck her tongue right into the back of my oral fissure. I could feel her wet bush rubbing against me. The smell was still there. Holding my breath was out of the question and I was wincing. That 's when she pressed down on my shoulders and pushed me down onto my knees. Was she about to pee again ? Oh no I thought. I looked up at her as she looked down on me. Her hairy pussy at eye storey. What 's coming I thought to myself. She pushed her hips forward. Then she let it out directing the stream onto my dresser. Warm gilded liquidness splashed off my chest and flowed down my tummy. I could see the chickenhearted liquidity flowing beneath her substructure towards the cud hole. The odour was spoilt. I felt lovesome splashes hit under my chin. I was open up mouthed trying not breath in.

She put her right hand on top of my head and her left mitt held the underside of my chin and she pulled my point to bet up. She tilted her hips forward and let out the last dribbles. Pee had landed on my spit and the penchant was outrageous. My tongue lashed forward out my oral fissure like it was trying to throw the pee away. I was gagging from the penchant and sense of smell. She held my promontory facing up. I could n't lean forward let the pee drip out. I could find it roll back along my glossa. The appreciation and smell was all I could cogitate about. Pee was dripping down my throat which made me gag. I slumped down, I felt limp then she leaned forward and stuck her tongue into my mouth again. The warm pee that coated my tongue was now now being pushed around and mopped up by her tongue. She then withdrew and thrust her cunt against my mouth and nose. She pulled the back of my head forward and rubbed her clit up and down my boldness between my nozzle and Kuki. I could smell her pussy. My middle shut tight as she rubbed feverishly up and down. I could order she liked it. she was pushing her ego hard against me. Her breathing was leaden. My face was being used to masturbate her water soaked smelly kitty-cat. I felt used. I stayed still. There was not much else I could do. I felt immersed in urine. The taste in my mouthpiece. The smell up my nose. My pours felt full of pee. I was inside a cloud of pee that I could not see. Like a mist.

I 'm sure as shooting she got her self off which was a relief and she pulled me in for a hug. `` Looks like You need a shower '' she said. She turned on the water and it rained over both of us. It ran cold at first causing me to maltreat back. I looked like I was in shock. She laughed a little. She soaped up her hands and began to wash me. I stood still as she washed me all over. This was making me happy which was unmortgaged to both of us when looking down. I soaped up my manus and washed her breasts. It was all eye impinging and smiles again as we washed each other. After we washed each others bodies for way yearner than was needed we were lovely and clean and smelling fresh so we grabbed some towels to dry each other off .