Doing extreme things in my brain was well-to-do. Being kinky in my thinker was slowly. Watching porn alone. You watch soo much porn it gets to the point that your watching pissing TV and all sorts of extreme point content like it was normal. I watched it all. Clicking on videos that were unrealistic and extremum. It excited me. I must be one of very few people who watched this stuff.

Going on online New World chat way. Looking through the list of chattering for women. Private messaging them with a/s/l. If they answer that then you look for an orifice. Easy and subtle interrogative to part 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 take care like ? You look for sign in their solution that they are completely ok with these query. You want to get them onto talking about sex or anything sex related.

I started chatting with an elderly cleaning lady. She was almost 50. I was 24. She lived about an minute away. What do you look like I asked ? She replied, brown hair, blue eye, 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 list. My eyes opened wide. Fucking hell I thought. Can this really be ? I needed to acknowledge more. She liked the idea of being in the shower and having person piss on her leg. Sounds ok I thought. Warm yellow liquidness running down her leg whilst both under the exhibitioner. We spoke about it more. Too a good deal. It was n't enough for us to talk about pissing on someone legs. It escalated it to peeing all over our bodies and licking the peel. 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 set. I gave my numeral and I waited nervously for the phone to anchor ring.

The phone rang and I answered. hullo, I said nervously. A woman 's spokesperson replied. howdy, she said. Hearing her voice on the speech sound was an additional dimension and I was n't as nimble to reply or as witty as I had been on chat. We started talking about the thing we said online. I liked her soft voice. We sort of went back to the offset 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 a good deal that we must see. 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 cars. We looked at each other. She looked her age but certainly not in a bad way. She seemed capable bodied, not wrinkled and no real grey hairsbreadth as far as I could see Nice wearing apparel. All seemed formula. She looked like a house married woman to me and that turned me on. She said to espouse her. Many things went through my judgement as I followed her. All the affair we had talked about. Were we actually going to go that far. How would we inspire it brass to face. Could we overcome any nerves to ask for what we spoke about. How do you ask person you have just met if you can pee on them ?

We entered the flat. We sat on the cast facing each other. Small talk ensued as we sat very closely and maintained eye contact. I think both of us were keen to start this. Nerves evaporated. We kissed on the lounge which was soo nice. She was the honest-to-god ma'am I had been with. We kissed hard. Tongues deep. I felt her chest, body, bum and wooden leg. I wanted her hands all over me so I made sure she had easy access. I was excited and toilsome. She rubbed my genitals. Clothes were slowly coming off. She had me down to my underdrawers. I removed her clothes man by piece until she only had her white bloomers 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 white meat. Not sagging very much and a little pointy. I licked her white meat. She leant back slightly and I moved upwards almost on top of her.

We had sex on the lounge. Mostly missioner. We did a few instant of doggy stylus. I wanted to necessitate her bent over the rear of the put but we never got that far. Afterwards we lay on the couch, bodies intertwined kissing and touching. She hinted she needed to goto the bathroom and asked if I wanted to come. She walked towards the bathroom and I followed. We entered and faced each other standing next to the bathtub tub. It was a standard White bathroom tub surrounded by shampoo bottle, face wearing apparel, Georgia home boy etc. We stepped inside. Standing up inside the tub we kissed some more. Do you need to do this ? she asked. Yes, I replied. I was excited. This was very kinky. I could finger my putz hardening. She pulled my right 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 tall as she could. I watched waiting for it to happen. Then she started to pee. Low imperativeness at first before it got going. The landing place moved from just above my knee up to my waist. Pee ran down my leg. She then swayed her hips left and right. The pee was going down the front of my leg and down the incline my leg and some was running through my pubes. Warm water ran down my leg which was kind of a nice feeling but the smell was putrid. I was n't prepare for that. I knew she was former and probably ate the same bad food for thought as everyone else. She was n't some 18 year old skinny blonde gushing out an oderlous elucidate liquid. I was going limp due to the flavour as a charwoman who was almost 50 peed on me. She did n't seem 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 legs up and down my leg and her wet pussy was rubbing against my thigh as she kissed me. I could assure she liked it as she held my straits hard from the back and stuck her tongue right into the back of my mouth. I could finger her wet pubic hair rubbing against me. The olfaction was still there. Holding my breathing space was impossible and I was wincing. That 's when she pressed down on my shoulders and pushed me down onto my articulatio genus. 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 level. What 's coming I thought to myself. She pushed her hips forward. Then she let it out directing the flow onto my chest. Warm golden liquid splashed off my pectus and flowed down my tummy. I could see the yellow liquid flowing beneath her metrical unit towards the ballyhoo hole. The tone was worse. I felt warm splattering hit under my chin. I was open mouthed trying not breath in.

She put her right hand on top of my pass and her left hired hand held the bottom of my chin and she pulled my head word to see up. She tilted her hips forward and let out the final drivel. Pee had landed on my clapper and the tasting was horrid. My clapper lashed forward out my rima oris like it was trying to make the pee away. I was gagging from the taste and flavor. She held my head facing up. I could n't lean forward let the pee drop out. I could feel it seethe back along my tongue. The preference and flavor was all I could remember about. Pee was dripping down my pharynx which made me gag. I slumped down, I felt hobble then she leaned forward and stuck her spit into my mouth again. The warm pee that coated my glossa was now now being pushed around and mopped up by her tongue. She then withdrew and thrust her pussy against my mouth and nozzle. She pulled the cover of my head forward and rubbed her button up and down my face between my nozzle and Kuki. I could smell her kitty. My eyes shut tight as she rubbed feverishly up and down. I could narrate she liked it. she was pushing her self hard against me. Her breathing was heavy. My look was being used to wank her piddle soaked smelly pussy. I felt used. I stayed still. There was not often else I could do. I felt immersed in weewee. The taste in my mouth. The aroma up my olfactory organ. My pours felt full of pee. I was inside a cloud of pee that I could not see. Like a mist.

I 'm trusted she got her self off which was a reliever and she pulled me in for a hug. `` Looks like You need a exhibitioner '' she said. She turned on the water and it rained over both of us. It ran cold at first causing me to abuse back. I looked like I was in daze. She laughed a little. She soaped up her manus and began to wash me. I stood still as she washed me all over. This was making me happy which was discharge to both of us when looking down. I soaped up my hands and washed her breasts. It was all eye inter-group communication and smile again as we washed each former. After we washed each others dead body for way tenacious than was needed we were lovely and fresh and smelling fresh so we grabbed some towels to dry each other off .