Doing uttermost things in my mind was comfortable. Being kinky in my idea was easy. Watching smut alone. You watch soo very much porn it gets to the gunpoint that your watching pissing picture and all sorting of extreme content like it was pattern. I watched it all. Clicking on video that were unrealistic and extreme. It excited me. I must be one of very few people who watched this stuff.

Going on online chat suite. Looking through the leaning of yak for charwoman. Private messaging them with a/s/l. If they answer that then you look for an opening. Easy and subtle questions to bulge with. Inserting emojis. Smiles and winking faces. If they reply with similar emojis you take it up a notch. What are you doing tonight ? Single ? What do you depend like ? You look for foretoken in their answers that they are completely ok with these doubt. You want to get them onto talking about sex or anything sex related.

I started chatting with an previous woman. She was almost 50. I was 24. She lived about an hour away. What do you await like I asked ? She replied, brown whisker, blue middle, 5ft 6. A very general de***********ion but good enough. The chat between us was flirty. lots of innuendo.

What do you like ? I asked. She knew what I meant. She knew I meant sex. She listed thing she liked and turned her on. She even included pissing to the end of the leaning. My middle opened astray. Fucking hell I thought. Can this really be ? I needed to know Thomas More. She liked the idea of being in the shower and having somebody piss on her leg. Sounds ok I thought. Warm yellow liquid running down her leg whilst both under the shower. We spoke about it more. Too much. It was n't enough for us to verbalise about pissing on mortal legs. It escalated it to peeing all over our organic structure and licking the skin. We chatted online for ages and the tenacious it went on the more extremum we got.

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

The phone rang and I answered. hi, I said nervously. A woman 's voice replied. how-do-you-do, she said. Hearing her phonation on the phone was an extra dimension and I was n't as straightaway to answer 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 phone 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 parking lot. I arrived first and she pulled in just after. We both stepped out from our cars. We looked at each early. She looked her age but certainly not in a bad way. She seemed able-bodied bodied, not wrinkled and no real grey hair as far as I could see Nice clothes. All seemed normal. She looked like a house married woman to me and that turned me on. She said to follow her. Many things went through my intellect as I followed her. All the things we had talked about. Were we actually going to go that far. How would we instigate it font to face. Could we overtake any mettle 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 two-dimensional. We sat on the lounge facing each other. minuscule talk ensued as we sat very close and maintained eye contact. I think both of us were groovy to take up this. spunk evaporated. We kissed on the sofa which was soo prissy. She was the oldest lady I had been with. We kissed hard. spit deep. I felt her breasts, body, bum and legs. I wanted her hands all over me so I made certainly she had easy access. I was excited and laborious. She rubbed my crotch. wearing apparel were slowly coming off. She had me down to my boxers. I removed her clothes piece by patch until she only had her white pants and bra on. I wanted to polish off her bra. As we kissed I reached around to unclip it. She arched her back forward so I could attain it. The bra came off revealing her breast. Not sagging much and a niggling pointy. I licked her titty. She leant back slightly and I moved upwards almost on top of her.

We had sex on the lounge. Mostly missionary. We did a few moments of bow-wow style. I wanted to take her bent over the back of the cast but we never got that far. Afterwards we lay on the couch, bodies intertwined kissing and touching. She hinted she needed to goto the lav and asked if I wanted to come. She walked towards the bathroom and I followed. We entered and faced each early standing next to the Bath tub. It was a banner Patrick White bathtub tub surrounded by shampoo bottles, face dress, soap etc. We stepped inside. Standing up inside the tub we kissed some more. Do you desire to do this ? she asked. Yes, I replied. I was excited. This was very crisp. I could feel my cock hardening. She pulled my justly leg slightly forward. That 's where she was going to pee. She arched her back slightly pushing her rosehip forward. She made her self as marvellous as she could. I watched waiting for it to happen. Then she started to pee. Low pressure at first before it got going. The landing stain moved from just above my knee up to my waist. Pee ran down my leg. She then swayed her articulatio coxae left and right. The pee was going down the front line of my leg and down the position my leg and some was running through my pubic bone. Warm piss ran down my leg which was kind of a nice flavour but the aroma was putrid. I was n't prepared for that. I knew she was sure-enough 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 limp due to the smell as a char who was almost 50 peed on me. She did n't seem put off by her own olfactory sensation. Maybe I 'm just easygoing !

When it stopped she moved towards me. She straddled the leg she had just peed on. She started rubbing her wooden leg 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 chief hard from the vertebral column and stuck her knife rightfield into the back of my mouthpiece. I could feel her wet pubic hair rubbing against me. The smell was still there. Holding my breath was impossible 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 hirsute slit at eye level. What 's coming I thought to myself. She pushed her hips forward. Then she let it out directing the current onto my bureau. Warm favourable liquid splashed off my chest and flowed down my tummy. I could see the yellow liquid flowing beneath her feet towards the cud hole. The olfaction was worse. I felt warm splashes hit under my chin. I was open air mouthed trying not breath in.

She put her rightfield script on top of my chief and her left hand held the underside of my mentum and she pulled my head to depend up. She tilted her hips forward and let out the final dribbles. Pee had landed on my tongue and the taste was horrid. My knife lashed forward out my mouth like it was trying to throw the pee away. I was gagging from the gustatory sensation and scent. She held my head facing up. I could n't lean forward let the pee drip out. I could finger it wind back along my tongue. The preference and smell was all I could think 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 sassing again. The warm pee that coated my tongue was now now being pushed around and mopped up by her knife. She then withdrew and thrust her pussy against my mouth and nozzle. She pulled the rear of my foreland forward and rubbed her clit up and down my face between my nose and Chin. I could smack her kitty. My eyes shut tight as she rubbed feverishly up and down. I could secern she liked it. she was pushing her ego hard against me. Her external respiration was heavy. My fount was being used to masturbate her piddle soaked smelly pussy. I felt used. I stayed still. There was not a good deal else I could do. I felt immersed in urine. The taste in my mouth. The olfactory sensation up my nozzle. My pours felt full of pee. I was inside a cloud of pee that I could not see. Like a mist.

I 'm certain she got her self off which was a ministration and she pulled me in for a hug. `` Looks like You need a exhibitor '' she said. She turned on the water and it rained over both of us. It ran cold at first causing me to step back. I looked like I was in jounce. She laughed a lilliputian. 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 clear to both of us when looking down. I soaped up my hands and washed her breast. It was all eye liaison and smiles again as we washed each former. After we washed each others consistence for way longer than was needed we were lovely and clean and smelling fresh so we grabbed some towels to dry each other off .