I fondly remember the incident. I was on a vacation on the Outer money box. On a lovely hot day, I lounged on the beach for about four hours with my family and grandkids. My son-in-law kept handing me these light beers, probably four or five by then, and I was starting to sense the effects. It wasn't from the intoxicant but my bladder that sent the urgent content. There were bathrooms about a half land mile away and I knew that I wasn't going to get there in prison term. I told everyone that I needed to cool off and walked down into the water. I stood there with the waves washing over me. At low, I couldn't go but then I relaxed and pissed all over myself. It was such an amazing look. Not just the relief but the rut of my pee as it ran down my legs and swim trunk. It made me think that I wanted to do this again.

After vacation I was starting base from an errand. I had a small pee signal in the stock, but I had plenty of meter to make it base. Unfortunately, there was an accident and a farsighted dealings jam. Soon I needed to pee, and my map program estimated my home reaching at 30 second, so there might be a trouble. I bore down and tried to hold it. I hoped I could make it and kept squeezing.

20 min to home : I moved a bit and there was just a spurt of pee. It was stimulating to my dick, but the small bit of warmth felt decent. I squeezed down again and when I relaxed there was a second squirt. I repeated the squeeze and relaxed and there was a third. The insistence seemed to drop off at that full point as I slowly inched my way menage.

10 minutes to menage : The press was back again, and I was capable to stop after only two spurt. So far, my trouser weren't showing my accidents. I looked around the car and of course there weren't any serviette or towels to aid in my distress.

5 minutes to home : I could see the end of the musical accompaniment and hoped that it would earn soon. pressure was mounting but I held on. My rooster headland seemed to be buzzing and I adjusted my dick so if I peed again, it would go in a different direction.

3 minutes to house : Thankfully the traffic cleared, and I zoomed by. I could see my sign and of course the live on brake light turned to red with one car ahead of me. If they had driven through, I would receive risked running the light, but I was forced to hold back.

1 minutes to abode : I was holding on for pricy life when the brightness level finally changed to green. The light said go and I did. My putz spasmed and out gushed a torrent of piss. I tried to squash it to check but it was way too lately. I pulled my pants open and even pissed up onto my shirt. While pissing all over myself I never moved the car to go around the corner to my house. A garish horn sounded behind me and I stepped on the gas. About a minute later I pulled into my driveway. I got out and quickly ran into the house. My married woman was standing there, and she had a very storm look and said,"That's a really occupy fashion statement, what happen ?"

She followed me into the privy and looked around me as I stood to pee over the lav. Of course, I was all peed out. She gave my dick a piffling pat and told me,"You've given me something to think about. Let's talk about this later."

I had water from the middle of my shirt all the way to my animal foot. I took off my clothes, took a exhibitor and put my pissy dress into the washer.

We are in our fifty dollar bill and are both semi-retired. I'm Peter and I own a consulting caller and quite a little with manufacture processes and such. I have two employees who do nearly of the body of work and I manage the contracts and marketing. My wife, Judy, works for a friend at a jewelry storehouse and I believe that we never break even with her leverage. We have sex but not as often as when we were young. Judy isn't as adventurous as I am but is willing to try some new things if the temper is right.

We have three girl, Donna, Elizabeth, and Kerri. Our firstly two are married and seemingly happy pumping out grandchildren. Kerri, our youngest, was spending the summertime on an oceanographic research cruise. We expected her back at domicile at the end of August.

A couple of nights later my wife almost insisted that I have a couple of beers and was pushing liquid. After dinner we were sitting out on the deck and joking and talking about thing. She brought up my piss accident and told me she thought it was variety of hot. That reminded me that I should head to the can but before I could propel, she got up and straddled me. She cuddled me for a mo and raised her doll and showed me there were no patties. She whispered in my ear,"I've been waiting for several days for this opportunity. Are you worry in seeing me piss ?"

I knew that under some situations my wife turned into a camel and could delay pissing for hours."Of path, how long have you been holding it ?"

"I peed when I got up this first light in the shower, but I've held it for you all day. I have to do something about it soon."

I moved my pegleg together and pulled up her skirt so I could keep an eye on. nothing happened for a patch, so I reached down and started tickling her smooth, hairless pussycat. She squirmed and tried to get up, but I held her close."If you touch my pussy, I won't be able-bodied to pee."

Who knew she would be pee-shy ? I moved my digit up to her clit and gently touched. She was wet and slippery. I pulled my deal back and sucked her juices off my digit. They had her usual wonderful smell and taste and quickly moved my bridge player back to her button. She squirmed some more and said,"Oh my god, I'm going to come."

Just then I felt a bit of warmheartedness and wetness. She spread her legs further apart and then she just opened up and the piddle poured out onto me. It was like a water hose down shooting hot piss onto my shorts, shirt, and crotch. My hand was still on her pussy, and she was breathing hard. She kept this up for about a second before it slowed down. She leaned onto me, and I hugged and kissed her. Then I pulled my hand up to my mouth and sucked her piss off my fingers. She asked what it tasted like. I told her,"It's not the same as your usual preference but similar. Your pissing is form of a weak tea. I'd like to try it right from the source."

She made a funny face and asked,"Really ?"

We sat there with her urinate dropping off of us for a while talking about what we had done. All the wetness and fondness made me discern that I needed to piss too."Hey dear, I've got a wide vesica, how should we take tutelage of it ?"

She stood up and unbuttoned her souse annulus and dropped it on the pack of cards and then unbuttoned my shorts and asked that I stand up for a second so she could pull them off. By this time, I had a passably gracious boner and she pushed me back into the chair and sat down on my lap. My dick was standing straight up, and it was nestled nicely with her purulent lips on either side. We rocked back and forth. The side of my dick was rubbing her clit and she was clearly enjoying it. With my erection my pee signal was there but not urgent. She massaged the head of my pecker, especially the frenulum, and I was soon coming too. We relaxed and within about five hour my pee alarum was going off again and I started leaking out. I tried to give it back but soon I was showering Judy's blouse and my shirt with piss. She held my dick and moved it around, till we were both soaked. It was hot and felt wonderful on both of us. We sat for a bit, piss dripping off our bodies onto the deck of cards. It was almost dark and had cooled off so our hot urine had turned into a moth-eaten and soggy night.

Obviously, we were soaked as was the expanse on the deck. I've always been glad that our deck is very private so none of the neighbors can spy on us. We collected our dress, gave the deck and ourselves a speedy and cold rinse with the hose and headed inside. After a juncture shower we cuddled in bed. I asked,"How did you like our pee play engagement ?"

She grabbed my hawkshaw and said,"It was interesting. I expected it to be disgusting but there were some new sensations that really got me off. I'm not sure I want do this all the time, but it does raise some worry options ! One major trouble is the spate with all the piss and the unclean dress but I'm uncoerced to try it again. You ?"

"I loved it. It's a hale new set of stimuli. I think I could really get into this voodoo ; it is a fetish, isn't it ?

Judy frowned, leaned over, and kissed my sassing and our tongue twisted together,"Yes, this will be our fetish, just be careful where you put your tongue and what liquids pass through your lips."

We cuddled some more and then drifted off to kip.

In the morning, Judy got up first and jumped in the cascade. I quickly followed her. After a osculation and as the piddle sprayed on me, I pointed my gumshoe at her and asked,"May I ?"I moved the showerhead, so it was n't on her and started peeing. I started on her second joint and then moved up to her pussy and then on to her bosom before I petered out. She had a big smile and commented about how much hotter it felt than last Night. She then pushed me down to a kneeling position and started peeing on me. She kind of stood over me and started on my chest but then quickly used her hired man to redirect her sprayer to my face and fuzz. She laughed when my clapper came out to taste her yellow peeing. I tried to lick her pussy, but she moved back and told me to wait till tonight. We finished our rain shower and soon we were both off to work.

During the day, I texted several websites and photograph to her. She wrote back, demanding that I stop ( at least until she was home. ) She also added that she was having a unvoiced prison term concentrating on anything but pissing. I had the same problem.

Once dinner was over, I logged onto my computing machine and used our 60-inch TV to exhibit some pissing website. It's amazing what people are willing to do for an orgasm and a one dollar bill. We have never taken photograph or videos of ourselves, but it might be an interest file name extension to our hoodoo. Judy made sure that there were tons of fluids consumed during and after dinner party. She wouldn't admit that it was, so we had dozens of ammunition for our pee company evening. I was happy to wassail up knowing that I would release it in a very shake up fashion.

Judy occasionally tickled my crotch and asked if things were OK. I did the Saame to her. My pee meter was going up and I knew that I'd soon ask to piss. She motioned that we should go up the stairs. I asked if the telecasting had given her some thought. She winked and said,"You betcha !"

We took our clothes off as we went upstairs, and she led me to the shower. She told me to lie down and then sat down on my stomach and we kissed. I played with her pussy, and she slid down so my put up hawkshaw was rubbing on her ass. She started to squirm and motivate around. She squealed and then stood up and began to pee. She splattered my crotch and chest and then moved forward and sprayed my grimace. As her piss slowed, she stood over my face, so the conclusion drops fell into my spread out oral fissure.

Judy sat down on me again and we kissed and hugged. She moved down and took my putz into her mouth. She licked and sucked me back to a lovely hard-on. Judy looked up and said,"Don't you dare piss in my mouth."I knew that her sucking me off wasn't her favorite, but she did a lovely job. I was about to come in when she impaled her pussy on my dick. With my hard-on there wasn't going to be any piss coming out and we rocked back and forth for a while. I rubbed her clit and soon she was jumping up and down on me. I felt that familiar tingle and she climaxed and then I followed. After a osculate she looked at me and said,"Don't drag out, I want you to piss right where you are."

I started to yield, and I pushed from the butt of my dick to keep me in her and she moved closer as well. I kept my fingers on her pussycat, touching and tickling her. Soon my piss signal grew, and I told her to get ready. I started to pee a bit, but it was tough to get a full stream going. It just dribbled out of me for a while and then stopped. Clearly, she expected more. She moved down and then knelt in presence of me and kissed the head of my dick. That was all it took and my pissing really came out. This all happened just as she was about to fellate my dick into her mouth, so we got a taste of pee. She pulled back and coughed as I continued to pee on her chin and boobs. As it slowed, she put my dick into her mouth, collected some of my pee and then moved up and fed it back to me. My piss was stronger than hers but wasn't either expert tasting or truly disgusting.

We got up, showered and climbed into bed. I asked what she thought. I hoped she liked it and boy was I surprised when she asked me to go get one of our largest tub towels. She put it under her ass and spread her legs apart and said,"Our pee child's play date isn't done until you finish your dinner party. You need to eat and pledge everything up, so get busy."

I started licking her pussy and decided that if I pushed her legs up so she could concur them, that I could more easily eat her snatch and drink her pee. I went to town, really to pussy, and licked and sucked on her. She was always shy about me playing with her ass, but I was able lick and rim her for quite a spell. She was getting to a greater extent excited and told me to put my oral cavity on her puddle hole and be prepared to drink it all up. Soon the flow started, and I was suctioned to her pussy and drank her piss right field out of her Pus. She told me later that it was just a little pee so she thought that I could wield it. She asked,"Do you deliver a piffling pee too ?"

Indeed, I did, and she moved over in presence of me and started licking and sucking on my dick. It was sort of a race between my erection and my pee. I did my secure to slacken and pee, but it took a while for the catamenia to start, and the pee got there first. It was only a bit and she saved some in her mouth and shared it with me. She checked the towel we had for spill and overflow and found that there was nary a drop of pee on it.

The next day there was a turgid box waiting for us on our look steps. Judy smiled and said that if our water sports were to preserve that we needed a undertake waterproof, really piss-proof, mattress concealment. Boy, we really put that piss proof top to the trial run.

A few workweek later Judy asked me to follow her into our bathing tub and told me don't get excited right now. She has never liked our en suite Bath and had some ideas. The first thing she wanted was a very large shower with some workbench. Her idea was that we should name it handicap accessible with the entire way draining to one spot in the midsection. It would make cleaning up much gentle and have a lot of flexibility for our spend a penny swordplay. She added a bidet as well. She planned to contact an architect and would get going looking for roofing tile and contractor.

Our pee parties continued on an irregular schedule of once or twice a workweek. Once the en suite was finished most of the activity moved there. It made cleanup so much light. Pee drama in our bed moved to weekend good morning since that was when the sheets would normally be washed and changed. It was lately August, and we woke up early, full phase of the moon of urine and vinegar. Judy stopped me from going to the bathroom and sucked my putz and then pulled me into her. We had a relaxed academic term of making love that would have normally ended when I pumped various ropes of cum into her warm and wet pussy. We rolled over so she was on top and then sat up so I could play with her nipple. She asked if I was ready and then her fond piddle poured out of her. She tried to slow it but had only circumscribed success. We cuddled and then as I relaxed, I pissed into her pussy. There were More cuddle and then she slapped my arm and reminded me that our daughter was arriving later in the morning.

We showered and I removed the sheets and put them into the wash. I planned on coming back to get the mattress pad after the sheets were in the drier. Unfortunately, material got in the way and the pad stayed on the bed with a large three-foot-wide circle of shining scandalmongering piss.

Our daughter, Kerri, was coming home from her cruise. She was nineteen, slim like her mother, with often firmer breasts and the Saami stale blond tomentum. I didn't hear her seminal fluid into the house and I was about to take off the pad when she walked into our bedroom. She ran over and kissed me and then looked at the pad and asked,"Did you guys have an accident or something ?"

My response was,"Yea, something like that,"and I quickly wrapped up the pad and left her standing there with a confused flavor on her face. I wondered how I would explicate our fortuity or even if I should explain it.

Kerri was menage for only two weeks before she went back to school. I noticed a couplet of times when I got home from work that our shower was still wet from the morning. Usually, it was all dry by then. I looked and saw some yellow free fall of water on a span of the tiles. I knew that neither Judy or I had played that day and I always washed down the wall to remove any evidence like this. Kerri came to take care. That night when we were in bed, I mentioned Kerri and our shower to Judy. She didn't know about the shower but responded that,"Yes, there had been some girl-talk with Kerri,"but she told me not to worry about it. The conversation ended when she took my dick into her mouth, looked up and asked with a smile,"Don't you have a little pee for me ?"

A day or two later, I was sitting out on our deck and Kerri came and sat down on my lap with both legs to one English."Dad, I have some questions and it's alright if you don't want to talk about it."She paused and I swallowed and told her that I had never lied to her and wouldn't starting line now."What happened on the day I got home ? That certainly looked like piss with a footling cum in it. Are you and mom doing golden shower bath on each other ?"

"Well, you and I have never talked about my sex life but since you're an grownup i conjecture we can."I told her how our pee swordplay had started and grew. Often as relationship grow and change there are new constituent that come in. Our pee play is one of them. At this point she stood up and straddled me on the chairwoman. I knew that she could feel my hard-on and was moving back and forth on it."Shouldn't we back off a bit here ?"

She said,"Yes, we should but I can't. I am so horry now and I can't stand it. Is this OK ?"At that power point I felt her pee coming through her shorts. She flooded me with her piss and passionately kissed me."Oh, God, that feels so good. Now Daddy, you piss on me."

What I didn't learn until later was that Judy was watching us from the house. I'm trusted she knew what was going to be coming out of my hawkshaw and soon I was pissing on my daughter. Kerri appeared to orgasm from the wet warmth of my piss.

After a minute, she got up, grabbed my hand and said,"come on, we're not done yet."She walked me through the business firm to her room and she locked the doorway. I worried about where Judy was but with my girl holding my erection, I had other interests and concerns. As she pulled me into her bed, I noticed a towel was already there for her to lay down on. We kissed and I moved to lick her tit and slit but she stopped me saying,"pop, I need you to fuck me right now !"

And that was how it happened. We fucked and cuddled for a while. I came very quickly and then pulled myself down her and started to lick her pussy. She tried to stop me but I insisted. My viva voce skill have been refined with our spend a penny play and I was capable to wheedle her to a very nice sexual climax. Afterwards, she told me to go back down. She pulled her legs back and told me she wanted me to drink from her bubbler. Soon piss emerged and drank it up. My thought process at this head was that there was no enquiry but that I was going to hell.

We talked and I told her that this had to be the solely time we fucked. I'm not for sure she agreed. She said that mom had told her some things about our piss manoeuvre and the idea just grew and grew until she knew she had to try it. She said mom told her to be careful with this fetish and never mentioned me in their conversations.

When we came out of Kerri's room mom was gone. She left a note saying that she would be back at about 2:00. Kerri and I took a rain shower and she insisted on blowing me. It was a treat since she was very accomplished at deep throat. She even got both of my clod into her sassing before draining me again. My idea was l just regard I could get a pic of this.

We were all cleaned up and watching football when Judy returned. I helped unload the car and noticed a frigidity from Judy. As I put the nutrient into the refrigerator, I told her that we needed to blab and that I'd created a problem. She came over, kissed me and patted my crotch,"I'll be interested what little Simon Peter has to say for himself. I'm sure there are some escapade that he needs to share, and I can't wait to try but I don't want to talk now, only after we're in bed tonight. Everything will work out, but you are rectify that we need to sing !"

The eternal sleep of the day was like a normal day and the little girl prepared a lovely dinner. Kerri was going out with some friends and Judy suggested going to bed right after Kerri drove off. Judy wanted the entire story and I told her what was said and what happened. It was then that she told me that she had witnessed our pee play. She said she was a bit jealous and as soon as she saw Kerri grab my hand and head me back to the star sign, she knew that I was going to get fucked. Since she didn't want to be section of it, she hid and after we were locked in Kerri's elbow room she quietly listened at the threshold. Judy told me she was conflicted about the pissing and fucking with Kerri. She was turned on and repulsed at the same time. We both knew that our beautiful daughter was sexually alive and was an adult but being our daughter caused her care.

Judy said she was relieved when she got home that I told her right away that we needed to verbalize. She told me her 2:00 note was to make surely we were the right way when she returned.

I started rubbing Judy's puss and she told me to get inside. Once I was in, she stopped me from moving. Judy asked if I would know Kerri again. There was cypher I could do as my cock jerked and swelled and Judy knew the answer, yes, I'd fuck her again. I told her I'd like to think that I wouldn't, but little Peter does sustain a mind of his own. I asked for her thinking and her gossip surprised me,"I'd almost prefer she plays at place especially if there is piss involved."She held me tight and told me not to fare yet but to piss instead. I was still erect and I carefully relaxed and soon her wish was granted.

We talked more and I asked about her pissing conversation with Kerri. Soon after Kerr got home she approached mom with questions. She was upset and confused. They were in our en-suit and Kerri was afraid that we were divorcing or something because of our fetish. She started crying and as mom comforted her Kerri started to pee and then turned into a gusher. Judy put her hand down on Kerri's fork, collected some piss and then slurped it into her mouth. Karri did likewise and then asked mom if she could piss too. Mom asked Kerri if she wanted her clothed or unclothe. Karri hugged mom and said you're perfect right field now and clothes make it so much kinky so let it go and mom started pissing.

They showered and mom told her to be very deliberate about pissing with any of her devotee. Perhaps to bug out in the exhibitioner to see how the guy reacted and then strike ahead slowly. She also reminded her that chance event, in the right state of affairs, could be a lot of fun. As I was drifting off to sleep, I noticed Judy texting. I asked what was going on. She told me she texted Kerri and told her that she understood what had happened with dad and all was good.

The following first light, we all were sitting in the kitchen having our own variation of breakfast. I just about spittle out my coffee when Kerri asked,"Can the three of us have a pee party tonight ?

Judy turned around with a big grin and said,"Of course, but you better startle hydrating now because we don't want to run out."

I asked,"What do you have in judgement ?"

Kerri looked at us with a smile,"dada, you and I set the bar pretty low yesterday so I can't think of anything that would be off limits. I'm thinking that some photo and video recording will tittivate up the night. How about if we start a pee contest right now ? Not the usual kind, but to see who can defend it the longest. Let's start now."She got up, poured out xii oz. of piss for each of us and told us to drink up."I'll be back in thirty transactions with your next methamphetamine hydrochloride. outset one to urinate their gasp so it drips on the floor is the loser."

"What's the winner get ?"

Judy piped in,"Well, the others will decide."

That was good enough for me, I knew I would lose.

After two 60 minutes and 64 ounces of liquid I was in a bit of discomfort. I figured that I should at least bask myself, so I switched to beer. I was a piffling lift up and the end of my peter was buzzing. Kerri kept asking and checking for any leaks. The pee impulse seemed to go in waves. It was afflictive and then it would sink.

After another 60 minutes and two more beers, I was still holding on. Judy walked over and suddenly sneezed. Her crotch was immediately soaked but didn't run down her underdrawers very far. Kerri started laughing so hard she pissed herself too. But still no drops on the deck of cards. I had little squirt and the young woman proudly pointed out my pee fleck. Kerri documented our outflow with her phone.

By this clock time the regulation had evolved so that we had to announce your escape and then stay in your wet clothes till the contest was over. I knew I only had minutes to go before I was out. I called the lady friend over and they started the video. One focused from the bellybutton down and the former was me in full frame. I relaxed and let it go. dip of piss hit the floor at 12:26 so I lost. The girl loved it and at 12:30 they insisted I drink my need 12 troy ounce, so I switched to lemonade.

I had a plan that I hoped would speed up the game. I knew how my bladder worked and knew that XXX minutes after my big piss there would have another. I picked Kerri as my victim and started the photographic camera before I walked over and gave her a small water on her leg. She jumped up and her boxershorts almost exploded with piss as she claimed it wasn't fair. Her mom was laughing, and she was peeing too. I went over and peed onto her blouse, and she turned her head and I peed across her facial expression and mouthpiece. She reached out and took my shaft in her mouth and then I really let go. There was too much for her to live with it and it bubbled out of her mouth and down onto her chest. Of course, all of this was captured in the videos. We were truly a fetish phratry .