I fondly remember the incident. I was on a holiday on the Outer Banks. On a lovely hot day, I lounged on the beach for about four 60 minutes with my home and grandkids. My son-in-law kept handing me these perch beers, probably four or five by then, and I was starting to finger the core. It wasn't from the alcoholic beverage but my vesica that sent the pressing subject matter. There were bathroom about a one-half air mile away and I knew that I wasn't going to get there in time. I told everyone that I needed to cool off off and walked down into the water. I stood there with the Wave washing over me. At beginning, I couldn't go but then I relaxed and pissed all over myself. It was such an beat touch. Not just the succour but the heat of my piss as it ran down my legs and swim shorts. It made me think that I wanted to do this again.

After holiday I was starting home from an errand. I had a low pee signal in the store, but I had plenty of time to make it rest home. Unfortunately, there was an fortuity and a long dealings jam. Soon I needed to pee, and my map program estimated my home arrival at 30 minutes, so there might be a problem. I bore down and tried to take hold it. I hoped I could produce it and kept squeezing.

20 minutes to home : I moved a bit and there was just a spurt of pee. It was stimulating to my dick, but the minuscule bit of affectionateness felt squeamish. I squeezed down again and when I relaxed there was a second spurt. I repeated the squeeze and relaxed and there was a third. The atmospheric pressure seemed to drop off at that point as I slowly inched my way home.

10 minute of arc to home : The force per unit area was back again, and I was able to turn back after only two spurt. So far, my pants weren't showing my accidents. I looked around the car and of course there weren't any nappy or towels to aid in my distress.

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

3 mo to home : Thankfully the dealings cleared, and I zoomed by. I could see my house and of course the last stoplight turned to red with one car ahead of me. If they had driven through, I would suffer risked running the Inner Light, but I was forced to stop.

1 min to home : I was holding on for high-priced life when the igniter finally changed to green. The spark said go and I did. My prick spasmed and out gushed a torrent of weewee. I tried to squeeze it to quit but it was way too latterly. I pulled my gasp open and even pissed up onto my shirt. While pissing all over myself I never moved the car to go around the niche to my planetary house. A loud horn sounded behind me and I stepped on the gas. About a mo later I pulled into my driveway. I got out and quickly ran into the theatre. My wife was standing there, and she had a very surprised aspect and said,"That's a really interesting mode command, what happen ?"

She followed me into the bathroom and looked around me as I stood to pee over the potty. Of class, I was all peed out. She gave my dick a little pat and told me,"You've given me something to think about. Let's public lecture about this later."

I had weewee from the eye of my shirt all the way to my feet. I took off my wearing apparel, took a exhibitor and put my pissy clothes into the washer.

We are in our 50 and are both semi-retired. I'm Saint Peter the Apostle and I own a consulting company and deal with manufacturing appendage and such. I have two employees who do most of the employment and I manage the declaration and marketing. My wife, Judy, works for a Quaker at a jewelry store and I believe that we never break even with her purchases. We have sex but not as often as when we were younger. Judy isn't as adventuresome as I am but is unforced to try some new matter if the humor is right.

We have three daughters, Donna, Elizabeth, and Kerri. Our initiatory two are married and seemingly happy pumping out grandchildren. Kerri, our untested, was spending the summertime on an oceanographic inquiry cruise. We expected her back at dwelling at the end of August.

A couple of nights later my wife almost insisted that I have a couple of beers and was pushing liquids. After dinner we were sitting out on the deck and joking and talking about things. She brought up my urinate accident and told me she thought it was form of hot. That reminded me that I should channelize to the bathroom but before I could displace, she got up and straddled me. She cuddled me for a minute and raised her bird 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 pissing ?"

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

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

I moved my stage together and pulled up her skirt so I could watch. nix 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."If you touch my pussy, I won't be capable to pee."

Who knew she would be pee-shy ? I moved my fingerbreadth up to her clit and gently touched. She was wet and slippery. I pulled my hand back and sucked her juices off my finger's breadth. They had her common wonderful smell and taste 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 affectionateness and wetness. She spread her legs further apart and then she just opened up and the urine poured out onto me. It was like a water hose shooting hot weewee onto my shorts, shirt, and private parts. My hand was still on her cunt, and she was breathing hard. She kept this up for about a minute of arc 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 water off my digit. She asked what it tasted like. I told her,"It's not the same as your usual taste but similar. Your piss is sort 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 make dropping off of us for a while talking about what we had done. All the wetness and warmth made me recognize that I needed to piss too."Hey dearest, I've got a total bladder, how should we necessitate precaution of it ?"

She stood up and unbuttoned her pluck skirt and dropped it on the deck and then unbuttoned my shorts and asked that I stand up for a sec so she could get out them off. By this time, I had a pretty courteous boner and she pushed me back into the president and sat down on my lap. My dick was standing straight up, and it was nestled nicely with her cunt lips on either side. We rocked back and Forth River. The side of my putz was rubbing her clitoris and she was clearly enjoying it. With my erection my pee signal was there but not urgent. She massaged the head of my cock, especially the frenulum, and I was soon coming too. We relaxed and within about five minutes my pee alarum was going off again and I started leaking out. I tried to hold 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 water had turned into a low temperature and soggy night.

Obviously, we were soaked as was the arena on the deck. I've always been glad that our deck is very secret so none of the neighbor can spy on us. We collected our clothes, gave the deck and ourselves a quick and cold rinsing with the hose and headed inside. After a joint shower bath we cuddled in bed. I asked,"How did you like our pee frolic appointment ?"

She grabbed my putz and said,"It was interesting. I expected it to be disgusting but there were some new mavin that really got me off. I'm not sure I want do this all the time, but it does raise some interesting selection ! One John Roy Major problem is the mess with all the piss and the soil clothes but I'm uncoerced to try it again. You ?"

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

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

We cuddled some more and then drifted off to sleep.

In the daybreak, Judy got up first and jumped in the shower. I quickly followed her. After a kiss and as the urine 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 second joint and then moved up to her snatch and then on to her breasts before I petered out. She had a big smile and commented about how often hotter it felt than last night. She then pushed me down to a kneel emplacement and started peeing on me. She kind of stood over me and started on my dresser but then quickly used her bridge player to redirect her nebuliser to my face and hair. She laughed when my tongue came out to sample her yellow peeing. I tried to solve 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 respective web site 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 arduous sentence concentrating on anything but pissing. I had the Same problem.

Once dinner was over, I logged onto my figurer and used our 60-inch TV to display some pissing internet site. It's amazing what people are leave to do for an sexual climax and a sawbuck. We have never taken exposure or videos of ourselves, but it might be an interest denotation to our fetish. Judy made sure that there were flock of fluids consumed during and after dinner. She wouldn't admit that it was, so we had lots of ammunition for our pee party eventide. I was happy to imbibe up knowing that I would expel it in a very charge up fashion.

Judy occasionally tickled my privates and asked if things were OK. I did the same to her. My pee meter was going up and I knew that I'd soon postulate to make water. She motioned that we should go upstairs. I asked if the videos had given her some estimate. 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 tummy and we kissed. I played with her twat, and she slid down so my upright dick was rubbing on her ass. She started to squirm and move around. She squealed and then stood up and began to pee. She splattered my privates and chest and then moved forward and sprayed my grimace. As her pissing slowed, she stood over my face, so the final stage drops fell into my outdoors mouth.

Judy sat down on me again and we kissed and hugged. She moved down and took my pecker into her backtalk. 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 darling, but she did a lovely job. I was about to follow when she impaled her pussycat on my shaft. With my erection there wasn't going to be any spend a penny 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 conversant thrill and she climaxed and then I followed. After a snog she looked at me and said,"Don't drag out, I want you to relieve oneself right where you are."

I started to soften, and I pushed from the bottom of my dick to keep me in her and she moved closer as well. I kept my fingers on her slit, touching and tickling her. Soon my puddle 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 patch and then stopped. Clearly, she expected more. She moved down and then knelt in front of me and kissed the head of my hawkshaw. That was all it took and my piss really came out. This all happened just as she was about to suck my dick into her oral cavity, so we got a mouthful of pee. She pulled back and coughed as I continued to pee on her chin and bosom. As it slowed, she put my peter into her mouth, collected some of my pee and then moved up and fed it back to me. My piddle was substantial 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 gravid bathing tub towels. She put it under her ass and spread her legs apart and said,"Our pee bid day of the month isn't done until you finish your dinner. You need to eat and toast everything up, so get busy."

I started licking her pussy and decided that if I pushed her legs up so she could obtain them, that I could more easily eat her pussy and fuddle her pee. I went to townspeople, 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 while. She was getting more excited and told me to put my mouth on her piss hole and be prepared to drink in it all up. Soon the period started, and I was suctioned to her snatch and drank her piss right out of her pussycat. She told me later that it was just a little pee so she thought that I could care it. She asked,"Do you deliver 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 form of a airstream between my erection and my pee. I did my scoop to relax and pee, but it took a while for the 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 spill and overspill and found that there was nary a drop of pee on it.

The next day there was a great box waiting for us on our battlefront steps. Judy smiled and said that if our H2O sports were to keep on that we needed a guaranteed waterproof, really piss-proof, mattress cover. Boy, we really put that puddle proof cover to the trial run.

A few workweek later Judy asked me to be her into our bath and told me don't get excited right now. She has never liked our en rooms bath and had some ideas. The first thing she wanted was a very large shower with some Bench. Her idea was that we should attain it handicap accessible with the total room draining to one patch in the midriff. It would make cleaning up much easier and have a lot of flexibility for our piss play. She added a bidet as well. She planned to get through an architect and would depart looking for tile and contractile organ.

Our pee political party continued on an second agenda of once or twice a hebdomad. Once the en suite was finished well-nigh of the natural action moved there. It made cleanup so much easier. Pee shimmer 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, replete of water and vinegar. Judy stopped me from going to the bathroom and sucked my cock and then pulled me into her. We had a relaxed session of making lovemaking that would take normally ended when I pumped several ropes of cum into her warm and wet pussy. We rolled over so she was on top and then sat up so I could roleplay with her titty. She asked if I was set up and then her warm piss poured out of her. She tried to slow it but had only circumscribed succeeder. We cuddled and then as I relaxed, I pissed into her pussy. There were Sir Thomas More cuddle and then she slapped my arm and reminded me that our girl was arriving later in the morning.

We showered and I removed the sheet and put them into the wash. I planned on coming back to get the mattress pad after the tabloid 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 lustrous chickenhearted piss.

Our girl, Kerri, was coming home from her cruise. She was nineteen, lose weight like her mother, with much firmer chest and the Same stale blond hair. I didn't hear her come into the theatre and I was about to necessitate off the pad when she walked into our sleeping room. 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 look on her face. 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 school. I noticed a couple of times when I got home from body of work that our shower was still wet from the daybreak. Usually, it was all dry by then. I looked and saw some icteric drop-off of piss on a brace 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 beware. That dark 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 putz into her oral cavity, looked up and asked with a smiling,"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 position."Dad, I have some interrogation and it's alright if you don't want to mouth about it."She paused and I swallowed and told her that I had never lied to her and wouldn't starting signal now."What happened on the day I got home ? That for sure looked like urine with a picayune cum in it. Are you and mom doing golden showers on each other ?"

"Well, you and I have never talked about my sex life sentence but since you're an adult i guess we can."I told her how our pee play had started and grew. Often as relationships grow and change there are new elements that come in. Our pee play is one of them. At this point she stood up and straddled me on the chair. I knew that she could feel my erection and was moving back and Forth River 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 point I felt her pee coming through her shorts. She flooded me with her pissing 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 theater. I'm sure she knew what was going to be coming out of my gumshoe and soon I was pissing on my daughter. Kerri appeared to orgasm from the wet warmheartedness of my piss.

After a minute, she got up, grabbed my helping hand and said,"Come on, we're not done yet."She walked me through the house to her way and she locked the door. I worried about where Judy was but with my daughter 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 figure out her breast and pussy but she stopped me saying,"pa, 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 slit. She tried to stop me but I insisted. My oral skill have been refined with our piss play and I was capable to coax her to a very prissy coming. Afterwards, she told me to go back down. She pulled her legs back and told me she wanted me to drink from her water fountain. Soon piss emerged and drank it up. My view at this point was that there was no dubiousness but that I was going to hell.

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

When we came out of Kerri's room mom was gone. She left a promissory note saying that she would be back at about 2:00. Kerri and I took a shower and she insisted on blowing me. It was a treat since she was very effected at cryptic throat. She even got both of my chunk into her mouth before draining me again. My thought was l just wish I could get a photograph 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 nutrient into the icebox, I told her that we needed to talk 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 risky venture that he needs to share, and I can't time lag to get wind but I don't want to verbalise now, only after we're in bed tonight. Everything will work out, but you are slump that we need to talk !"

The rest period of the day was like a formula day and the girls prepared a endearing dinner. Kerri was going out with some friends and Judy suggested going to bed right after Kerri drove off. Judy wanted the integral story and I told her what was said and what happened. It was then that she told me that she had witnessed our pee looseness. She said she was a bit envious and as soon as she saw Kerri catch my hand and moderate me back to the house, she knew that I was going to get fucked. Since she didn't want to be component of it, she hid and after we were locked in Kerri's room she quietly listened at the room access. 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 active and was an adult but being our daughter caused her concern.

Judy said she was relieved when she got home that I told her right away that we needed to talk. She told me her 2:00 note was to get sure we were comme il faut 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 fuck Kerri again. There was nil I could do as my rooster 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 piddling Peter does have a mind of his own. I asked for her persuasion and her gossip surprised me,"I'd almost prefer she plays at home especially if there is piss involved."She held me tight and told me not to come yet but to spend a penny instead. I was still set up 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 dubiousness. She was confused 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 crotch, 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 now and clothes make it so lots kinkier so let it go and mom started pissing.

They showered and mom told her to be very deliberate about pissing with any of her lovers. 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 right situation, 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 next morning, we all were sitting in the kitchen having our own variation of breakfast. I just about expectoration out my coffee 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 secure start hydrating now because we don't want to run out."

I asked,"What do you deliver in head ?"

Kerri looked at us with a grin,"dad, you and I set the bar pretty low yesterday so I can't think of anything that would be off demarcation line. I'm thinking that some pic and video recording will spruce up the night. How about if we start a pissing competition right now ? Not the usual sort, but to see who can sustain it the farseeing. Let's kickoff now."She got up, poured out twelve ounces of water for each of us and told us to booze up."I'll be back in thirty second with your next glass. First one to take a leak their gasp so it drips on the base is the loser."

"What's the winner get ?"

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

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

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

After another time of day and two Thomas More beers, I was still holding on. Judy walked over and suddenly sneezed. Her genitalia was immediately soaked but didn't run down her short pants very far. Kerri started laughing so hard she pissed herself too. But still no free fall on the deck. I had little spurts and the girls proudly pointed out my pee stain. Kerri documented our outflow with her headphone.

By this time the principle had evolved so that we had to announce your leakages and then stay in your wet apparel 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 videos. One focused from the bellybutton down and the other was me in full frame. 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 required 12 ounces, so I switched to lemonade.

I had a plan that I hoped would hie up the game. I knew how my bladder worked and knew that 30 instant after my big pee there would accept another. I picked Kerri as my dupe and started the television camera before I walked over and gave her a low piss on her leg. She jumped up and her short pants almost exploded with urine 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 psyche and I peed across her face and mouth. She reached out and took my hawkshaw in her mouth and then I really let go. There was too very 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 television. We were truly a fetish family .