I fondly remember the incident. I was on a holiday on the Outer money box. On a lovely hot day, I lounged on the beach for about four hours with my house and grandkids. My son-in-law kept handing me these light beers, probably four or five by then, and I was starting to feel the effects. It wasn't from the alcoholic beverage but my bladder that sent the urgent substance. There were bathrooms about a half geographical mile away and I knew that I wasn't going to get there in clip. I told everyone that I needed to cool off off and walked down into the water. I stood there with the wafture washing over me. At first, I couldn't go but then I relaxed and pissed all over myself. It was such an gravel feel. Not just the relief but the heat of my peeing as it ran down my peg and swim tree trunk. It made me cogitate that I wanted to do this again.

After vacation I was starting home from an errand. I had a lowly pee signaling in the store, but I had plenty of clock time to make it home. Unfortunately, there was an accident and a long traffic jam. Soon I needed to pee, and my map plan estimated my household arrival at 30 minutes, so there might be a trouble. I bore down and tried to take for it. I hoped I could urinate it and kept squeezing.

20 minutes to habitation : I moved a bit and there was just a spirt of pee. It was stimulating to my dick, but the small bit of warmth felt nice. I squeezed down again and when I relaxed there was a second squirt. I repeated the squeeze and relaxed and there was a one-third. The pressure seemed to drop off off at that decimal point as I slowly inched my way plate.

10 minutes to dwelling house : The pressure was back again, and I was able to stop after only two spurts. So far, my pant weren't showing my chance event. I looked around the car and of course there weren't any napkins or towels to aid in my distress.

5 minutes to dwelling house : I could see the end of the accompaniment and hoped that it would clear soon. Pressure was mounting but I held on. My cock head seemed to be buzzing and I adjusted my dick so if I peed again, it would go in a dissimilar focusing.

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

1 arcminute to home : I was holding on for dear life when the light finally changed to green. The light source said go and I did. My putz spasmed and out gushed a torrent of piddle. I tried to constrict it to hold back but it was way too recently. 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 loud horn sounded behind me and I stepped on the gas. About a instant later I pulled into my driveway. I got out and quickly ran into the house. My wife was standing there, and she had a very surprised expression and said,"That's a really interesting fashion command, what pass ?"

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

I had pee from the middle of my shirt all the way to my fundament. I took off my clothes, took a shower and put my pissy wearing apparel into the washer.

We are in our fifties and are both semi-retired. I'm Peter and I own a consulting company and deal with manufacture processes and such. I have two employees who do most of the work and I manage the contract bridge and marketing. My wife, Judy, works for a supporter at a jewelry store and I believe that we never break even with her purchase. We have sex but not as often as when we were immature. Judy isn't as adventurous as I am but is willing to try some new affair if the climate is right.

We have three daughter, Donna, Elizabeth, and Kerri. Our first two are married and seemingly well-chosen pumping out grandchildren. Kerri, our untested, was spending the summer on an oceanographic research cruise. We expected her back at home at the end of August.

A twain of nights later my wife almost insisted that I have a couple of beers and was pushing liquidity. After dinner party we were sitting out on the deck and joking and talking about things. She brought up my pissing accident and told me she thought it was kind of hot. That reminded me that I should head to the bathroom but before I could be active, she got up and straddled me. She cuddled me for a minute and raised her skirt and showed me there were no patties. She whispered in my ear,"I've been waiting for several days for this opportunity. Are you interested in seeing me make water ?"

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

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

I moved my legs together and pulled up her chick so I could observe. Nothing happened for a while, so I reached down and started tickling her smooth, hairless pussy. She squirmed and tried to get up, but I held her close down."If you touch my pussy, I won't be able to pee."

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

Just then I felt a bit of lovingness and wetness. She spread her legs further apart and then she just opened up and the piss poured out onto me. It was like a water hose shooting hot urine onto my shorts, shirt, and genitalia. My handwriting was still on her pussycat, and she was breathing hard. She kept this up for about a moment 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 finger. She asked what it tasted like. I told her,"It's not the same as your usual taste but alike. Your urine is sort of a watery tea. I'd like to try it right from the source."

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

We sat there with her pee dropping off of us for a while talking about what we had done. All the wetness and warmness made me pick out that I needed to piss too."Hey love, I've got a full bladder, how should we take maintenance of it ?"

She stood up and unbuttoned her gazump skirt and dropped it on the deck 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 pretty nice bungle and she pushed me back into the chair and sat down on my lap. My cock was standing straight up, and it was nestled nicely with her pussy lip on either incline. We rocked back and Forth River. The side of my putz was rubbing her button and she was clearly enjoying it. With my erection my pee signal was there but not pressing. She massaged the head of my cock, especially the frenulum, and I was soon coming too. We relaxed and within about five bit my pee alarm clock 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 putz 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 gloomy and had cooled off so our hot peeing had turned into a cold and soggy night.

Obviously, we were soaked as was the area on the deck. I've always been happy that our deck is very private so none of the neighbors can spy on us. We collected our clothes, gave the deck and ourselves a quick and cold rinse with the hosiery and headed inside. After a joint shower we cuddled in bed. I asked,"How did you like our pee play date ?"

She grabbed my dick 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 interesting choice ! One Major job is the sight with all the piss and the dirty clothes but I'm leave to try it again. You ?"

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

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

We cuddled some more and then drifted off to catch some Z's.

In the sunrise, Judy got up first and jumped in the cascade. I quickly followed her. After a kiss and as the body of water sprayed on me, I pointed my pecker at her and asked,"May I ?"I moved the showerhead, so it was n't on her and started peeing. I started on her thigh and then moved up to her pussy and then on to her breasts before I petered out. She had a big smile and commented about how much hotter it felt than finis night. She then pushed me down to a kneel emplacement and started peeing on me. She variety of stood over me and started on my bureau but then quickly used her hand to redirect her nebuliser to my face and whisker. She laughed when my tongue came out to sample her yellow piss. I tried to lick her pussy, but she moved back and told me to wait till tonight. We finished our shower and soon we were both off to work.

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

Once dinner was over, I logged onto my computer and used our 60-inch TV to display some pissing web site. It's amazing what the great unwashed are willing to do for an sexual climax and a buck. We have never taken photos or picture of ourselves, but it might be an matter to university extension to our fetish. Judy made sure that there were lots of fluids consumed during and after dinner party. She wouldn't admit that it was, so we had lots of ammunition for our pee company evening. I was happy to drink in up knowing that I would let go of it in a very stir fashion.

Judy occasionally tickled my crotch and asked if things were OK. I did the Saami to her. My pee beat was going up and I knew that I'd soon need to pee. She motioned that we should go upstairs. I asked if the videos had given her some ideas. 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 venter and we kissed. I played with her snatch, and she slid down so my erect dick was rubbing on her ass. She started to writhe and move around. She squealed and then stood up and began to pee. She splattered my fork and chest and then moved forward and sprayed my face. As her urine slowed, she stood over my expression, so the last drops fell into my loose mouth.

Judy sat down on me again and we kissed and hugged. She moved down and took my dick into her mouthpiece. She licked and sucked me back to a lovely erection. Judy looked up and said,"Don't you dare piss in my mouth."I knew that her sucking me off wasn't her preferent, but she did a lovely job. I was about to issue forth when she impaled her pussy on my dick. With my erection 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 associate tingle and she climaxed and then I followed. After a candy kiss she looked at me and said,"Don't puff out, I want you to piss right where you are."

I started to soften, and I pushed from the bottom of my dick to continue me in her and she moved closer as well. I kept my fingers on her pussy, 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 hard 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 front of me and kissed the header of my gumshoe. That was all it took and my piddle really came out. This all happened just as she was about to suck my tool into her oral fissure, so we got a taste of pee. She pulled back and coughed as I continued to pee on her chin and booby. As it slowed, she put my shaft into her mouth, collected some of my pee and then moved up and fed it back to me. My pissing was stronger than hers but wasn't either good 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 enceinte bath towels. She put it under her ass and spread her legs apart and said,"Our pee period of play date isn't done until you finish your dinner. You need to eat and imbibe everything up, so get busy."

I started licking her snatch and decided that if I pushed her legs up so she could hold them, that I could more easily eat her kitty 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 capable poke and rim her for quite a while. She was getting more unrestrained and told me to put my mouth on her piss hole and be prepared to drink it all up. Soon the flow started, and I was suctioned to her pussycat and drank her piss right out of her puss. She told me later that it was just a little pee so she thought that I could handle it. She asked,"Do you take a little pee too ?"

Indeed, I did, and she moved over in front of me and started licking and sucking on my dick. It was sort of a race between my erecting and my pee. I did my best to slack and pee, but it took a piece for the rate of flow 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 fall and overspill and found that there was nary a fall of pee on it.

The succeeding day there was a large box waiting for us on our front stair. Judy smiled and said that if our water sportsman were to carry on that we needed a guaranteed waterproof, really piss-proof, mattress cover. Boy, we really put that piss proof cover to the trial.

A few week later Judy asked me to come after her into our bath and told me don't get excited right now. She has never liked our en suite bath and had some ideas. The low gear thing she wanted was a very boastfully exhibitioner with some benches. Her idea was that we should throw it handicap accessible with the entire room draining to one spot in the middle. It would pee cleaning up much easier and have a lot of flexibility for our piss play. She added a bidet as well. She planned to adjoin an architect and would bulge out looking for roofing tile and contractors.

Our pee party continued on an insurgent schedule of once or twice a week. Once the en rooms was finished most of the activity moved there. It made cleanup so much easier. Pee play in our bed moved to weekend mornings since that was when the sheets would normally be washed and changed. It was late August, and we woke up early, full of make water and vinegar. Judy stopped me from going to the john and sucked my cock and then pulled me into her. We had a slacken academic term of making love that would deliver normally ended when I pumped several ropes of cum into her warm and wet puss. We rolled over so she was on top and then sat up so I could play with her boob. She asked if I was gear up and then her warm piss poured out of her. She tried to retard it but had only limited 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 bed sheet and put them into the wash. I planned on coming back to get the mattress pad after the sheets were in the siccative. Unfortunately, stuff got in the way and the pad stayed on the bed with a large three-foot-wide R-2 of bright jaundiced piss.

Our girl, Kerri, was coming home from her sail. She was nineteen, slim like her mother, with much firmer boob and the like dusty blonde whisker. I didn't hear her seminal fluid into the house and I was about to adopt off the pad when she walked into our chamber. 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 blur look on her aspect. I wondered how I would explain our accident or even if I should explain it.

Kerri was home for only two weeks before she went back to schooling. I noticed a duad of times when I got habitation from oeuvre that our shower bath was still wet from the morning. Usually, it was all dry by then. I looked and saw some lily-livered pearl of piss on a brace of the roofing tile. I knew that neither Judy or I had played that day and I always washed down the paries to slay any grounds like this. Kerri came to mind. That night when we were in bed, I mentioned Kerri and our cascade to Judy. She didn't know about the cascade but responded that,"Yes, there had been some girl-talk with Kerri,"but she told me not to vex about it. The conversation ended when she took my peter into her backtalk, 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 side of meat."Dad, I have some doubt 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 start now."What happened on the day I got home ? That indisputable looked like pissing with a niggling cum in it. Are you and mom doing halcyon rain shower on each other ?"

"Well, you and I have never talked about my sex life story but since you're an adult i conjecture we can."I told her how our pee play had started and grew. Often as relationships grow and change there are new chemical element that come in. Our pee play is one of them. At this breaker point she stood up and straddled me on the death chair. I knew that she could feel my erection 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 gunpoint I felt her pee coming through her shorts. She flooded me with her piss and passionately kissed me."Oh, God, that feels so goodness. Now Daddy, you piss on me."

What I didn't learn until later was that Judy was watching us from the business firm. I'm surely she knew what was going to be coming out of my putz and soon I was pissing on my girl. Kerri appeared to orgasm from the wet heat 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 house to her room and she locked the door. I worried about where Judy was but with my daughter holding my erection, I had other pastime 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 lap her bosom and pussy but she stopped me saying,"papa, 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 lap up her snatch. She tried to stop me but I insisted. My viva skills have been refined with our piss sport and I was able to cajole her to a very nice orgasm. Afterwards, she told me to go back down. She pulled her legs back and told me she wanted me to drink in from her drinking fountain. Soon piss emerged and toast it up. My thought at this point was that there was no question but that I was going to hell.

We talked and I told her that this had to be the only metre we fucked. I'm not sure she agreed. She said that mom had told her some things about our urine play and the melodic theme 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 way mom was gone. She left a bank bill 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 carry out at deep throat. She even got both of my egg into her mouth before draining me again. My thought was l just regard I could get a exposure of this.

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

The rest of the day was like a normal day and the girls prepared a pin-up dinner. Kerri was going out with some friends and Judy suggested going to bed right after Kerri drove off. Judy wanted the intact 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 catch my deal and contribute me back to the theatre, she knew that I was going to get fucked. Since she didn't want to be part of it, she hid and after we were locked in Kerri's 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 fighting and was an adult but being our girl caused her business concern.

Judy said she was relieved when she got house that I told her right away that we needed to talk. She told me her 2:00 bank note was to pee-pee sure we were decorous when she returned.

I started rubbing Judy's pussy and she told me to get inside. Once I was in, she stopped me from moving. Judy asked if I would be intimate Kerri again. There was nothing 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 call back that I wouldn't, but little prick does make a mind of his own. I asked for her view and her comments surprised me,"I'd almost prefer she plays at plate especially if there is piss involved."She held me sloshed and told me not to come yet but to urinate 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 private parts, collected some piss and then slurped it into her sass. Karri did likewise and then asked mom if she could make too. Mom asked Kerri if she wanted her clothed or unclothed. Karri hugged mom and said you're utter right now and apparel make it so a good deal kinkier so let it go and mom started pissing.

They showered and mom told her to be very heedful about pissing with any of her devotee. Perhaps to start in the shower to see how the guy reacted and then move ahead slowly. She also reminded her that accidents, in the good office, 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 secure.

The next morning, we all were sitting in the kitchen having our own version of breakfast. I just about spit out my burnt umber when Kerri asked,"Can the three of us have a pee party tonight ?

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

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

Kerri looked at us with a smile,"Daddy, you and I set the bar pretty low yesterday so I can't think of anything that would be off terminus ad quem. I'm thought that some photos and TV will spiff up up the night. How about if we start a pissing competition right now ? Not the usual sort, but to see who can hold it the longest. Let's start now."She got up, poured out XII ounces of H2O for each of us and told us to fuddle up."I'll be back in thirty min with your next methamphetamine. First one to piddle their pants so it drips on the flooring is the loser."

"What's the achiever get ?"

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

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

After two time of day and 64 ounces of liquid I was in a bit of irritation. I figured that I should at least savor myself, so I switched to beer. I was a little elate and the end of my dick was buzzing. Kerri kept asking and checking for any leaks. The pissing impulse seemed to go in waves. It was painful and then it would subside.

After another hour 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 shorts very far. Kerri started laughing so intemperately she pissed herself too. But still no drop curtain on the deck of cards. I had petty spirt and the fille proudly pointed out my pee spots. Kerri documented our escape with her phone.

By this time the regulation had evolved so that we had to announce your leak and then abide in your wet clothes till the competition was over. I knew I only had minutes to go before I was out. I called the little girl over and they started the videos. One focused from the bellybutton down and the other was me in full bod. I relaxed and let it go. Drops of piss hit the floor at 12:26 so I lost. The fille loved it and at 12:30 they insisted I drink my want 12 ounces, so I switched to lemonade.

I had a plan that I hoped would speed up up the secret plan. I knew how my bladder worked and knew that thirty minutes after my big piss there would let another. I picked Kerri as my victim and started the cameras before I walked over and gave her a small piddle on her leg. She jumped up and her shorts 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 face and backtalk. She reached out and took my dick in her oral fissure and then I really let go. There was too much for her to swallow it and it bubbled out of her mouth and down onto her chest. Of class, all of this was captured in the picture. We were truly a fetish family .