HOT WET SUMMER (ws,mf,m+f)
by
Art West
From my teenage years, and even before I ever heard the term
"watersports" being used, my favourite fantasies related to pissing
games ... of pissing on women, seeing them being pissed on, and
having them piss all over me. But until that short wild summer
interlude with Marian, I thought it would never be more than
fantasy ... I never thought it could ever happen to me.
Ironically, I had originally expected that summer to be long lonely
and boring. I was 45. After many years in a slowly deteriorating
relationship, my divorce had become final a few months earlier, and
my ex-wife had moved to another city with her new toy-boy. My two
children, 21 year old Sean and 19 year old Marilyn had both taken
off on overseas tours for the entire summer, so that I was very
much on my own.
Marian had been transferred as a secretary/receptionist to our IT
department in a large financial corporation a couple of months
before the events described here. She made an immediate impression
on all. Not a classic beauty, she was nevertheless incredibly
vivacious. She was shortish but with plenty of curves in all the
right places. She had a thick mop of stunning red hair, green eyes
and tantalizing freckles. She had a bubbling personality and was
flirtatious with all the men, tending to put her hand on their arms
or shoulders whenever speaking to them. I didn't think that she
had particularly noticed me at all, especially since I was
frequently on the road visiting our branches and felt quite a bit
older that she was. She was in her early thirties; I understood
that she was separated from her husband, and was looking after a 4
year old daughter.
Then one evening in the early summer, I left office a little later
than most. The employees' parking garage was already half-empty
when I went out to my car. I noticed one car with the hood open,
and Marian staring forlornly at the engine. "Can I help?", I
asked. She was nearly in tears: "Oh, Art", she said (so she knew
my name!), "I can't get the damn thing started and I'm already late
to pick up my little girl from day care". I tried one or two
obvious things, but have no pretensions to being a mechanic. So I
suggested that I drive her home, picking up her little girl on the
way. Then we could get a mechanic in the next day. It turned out
that she lived quite close to me, so I promised I would pick them
up in the morning.
Her little girl Suzie turned out to be as red-headed and vivacious
as Marian. I bought Pizzas for the three of us and spent an
enjoyable evening with them. To cut a long story short, within the
next two weeks it became a regular habit for me to pick them up
each morning and to take them back in the evening. More often than
not, I stayed for supper, provided by Marian or myself. It soon
became evident that Marian was quite uninhibited. She would often
slip into the downstairs toilet for a piss, leaving the door
partially open as she continued a conversation to the sound of her
stream into the bowl. Given my fantasies, this gave me a perpetual
hard-on! Four year old Suzie had even less inhibitions, generally
leaving the door wide open, so that this was clearly their normal
practice. I took the hint, and also left the door partially open
when I took a piss, half-hoping that they would walk in on me.
As I left on that first night, Marian kissed me warmly on the lips.
Within a week, we were kissing passionately after Suzie went to
bed, and Marian made no objections when I started fondling her
breasts. It was clear, however, that she would go no further while
Suzie was in the house. The arrangement with her estranged husband
(Ken) was that he took Suzie every other weekend from Friday to
Sunday, and then took her for one day during the other weekend.
The second weekend after I first took her home, Ken had Suzie just
for the Sunday. Marian and I had discovered a common interest in
long walks in the mountain and valley trails near our city. So
that Sunday, we walked hand-in-hand along one of these trails, at
times lying down on the grass for a kiss and a cuddle ... but it
went no further this time. On the next weekend, however, I took
her to dinner after Ken had fetched Suzie. When we got back to her
place, we fell into each others' arms and started tearing at each
others' clothes. We were naked in next to no time, and fell into
her bed. She turned out to be a noisy and uninhibited lover,
screaming her passion and urging me on with "give it to me lover
..... oh yeeeeeees ..... fuck me .... fill me ..... give me your
cum". I sucked on her large nipples burying my face in her soft
tits, and then worked my way down to her thick red bush. We moved
naturally into a 69 position side by side as we sucked each other
... but neither of us wanted me to come in her mouth the first
time. She pushed me on to my back and rode me, her gorgeous tits
bouncing as I tried to grab at and suck on them. Before long I was
pumping my seed deep into her.
As our passions subsided, I needed a post-coital piss, and headed
for the bathroom. Marian came with me, and as I started to piss
she grabbed my cock and started to make patterns with my stream on
the sides of the bowl. When I was through, she plonked herself
down on the bowl with he legs wide open as a strong stream emerged
from that thick red bush. As she pee'd, she pulled me down to kiss
her and moved my hand on to her tit. Her open attitude made we
wonder: was she a piss-freak like me? I contemplated running my
hand into her slit as she pissed but was scared that she would
react negatively. We went back to bed and made long slow love
before falling asleep.
I woke the next morning to her sucking my cock. I soon had her on
her knees as I took her from behind .... a position I love with the
feel of smacking into her delightfully rounded arse-cheeks. After
I had come again, we lay for a while until I badly needed to pee.
But as I got up, she slipped into the bathroom ahead of me and sat
down on the bowl with a giggle before I could get there. "Jeez,
I'm bursting", I grunted. She laughed and sat back on the seat
with her legs wide open, leaving space in front of her, and said
"go on, there's space for you to pee at the same time". Nervously,
I did so. It was hard to control as my cock was stiffening again
as the piss fantasies went through my mind. I really wanted to
piss on her tits and stomach, and wondered what she would do if
did. She later told me that she was urging me in her mind to do
the same, but we were both scared of what the other would think at
this stage. As it was, I was sure I had splashed a little on to
her bush, but she said nothing.
We took some sandwiches and beers and headed back into the
mountains. We found an isolated glade on the side of the stream,
out of sight of the trails, where we ate, drank and petted. It was
Marian this time who first needed to piss, and looked for a place
where the grass was short enough for her to crouch and pee, with a
comment about how lucky men were. I said: "I'm sure if you tried
you could also stand and piss. You have a strong enough stream to
miss your feet". With a giggle, she kicked off her shorts and
panties, and started to piss. She did manage quite a respectable
arc as she thrust her pelvis forward holding her pussy lips open.
She giggled again, and started to sway her hips to make patterns on
the ground, laughing: "I always envied men this ability". But she
swung around too enthusiastically, and some of her piss sprayed on
to my hiking shorts and bare legs. Of course, this was close to my
fantasy, but I still said: "Hey watch what you're doing!". But she
must have seen from my expression that this was turning me on, and
she deliberately aimed more at me. I pretended to try to escape,
but slipped and fell and she squatted down over me so that the last
of her piss rained down on to my crotch. As she finished, I
feigned annoyance and said "why you little minx ..." as I pushed
her over. For a moment she looked worried that she had perhaps
misread the signs and had gone too far, but started giggling again
as I pulled down my shorts and underpants and pissed on her. As I
realized that she was also getting off on this, I sprayed all over
her body and legs. When I was through, she pulled me down on top
of her and kissed me fiercely. Soon we were fucking with abandon,
there in the open air, and with both of our bodies wet with piss.
She was clearly turned by this, and was really screaming her
passion and interest in piss games: "God ... fuck me ... piss on me
... in me ..... fuuuuuuuck ....aaaaaahhhhhh ... more ... more".
She must have come two or three times before I climaxed into her
willing pussy.
Our clothes were fairly piss-wet by now, so we stripped off and
rinsed them in the little stream, and laid them in the sun to dry
off, as we lay naked in the sun. As the sun warmed our bodies, we
became hotter and were soon entwined in each others' arms, kissing
passionately, and before long my cock was at full extension again.
Marian rolled me on to my back, and sat astride me, bouncing up and
down riding my cock like a mad woman. As it was not that long
since our previous session, it took me quite a while to come again,
during which time Marian orgasmed quite noisily three or four
times. When we eventually collapsed in post-coital exhaustion, I
grunted out "god, that was incredible ... you're marvellous".
"Yes, it was great", she agreed. "I always get off better with an
audience!". "What??!", I gasped. Marian giggled. "Sure, there
were three or four people peeping through the pushes at us. I
suppose we made too much noise!" Clearly, she was also an
exhibitionist!
On the way back to her house, Marian encouraged me to buy a few
six-packs of beer. Once we had eaten, we got down to some serious
drinking, and before long I was urgently needing a piss. At that
point, she dragged me to my feet and took me down into the basement
where there was a steel bedstead on which lay an old piss-stained
double-bed-sized mattress. "Sometimes I sleep here when I'm on my
own, and deliberately wet myself during the night", she told me,
pulling me down on to the bed. It was not long before we were
passionately entangled, and my rigid shaft was seeking her warm
welcoming hole. As I slipped inside, she suddenly stopped
thrusting against me and whispered: "Now, piss in me!". In truth I
had been bursting to go, but now it took quite a while and
concentration before I could let go. My erection had to ease a
little first before I could squeeze out the first few drops ... but
when it started it quickly became a torrent that I could not
control, and I emptied my over-extended bladder into Marian's
uterus. As my warm liquid squirted into her, she kissed me
fiercely, moaning passionately into my mouth, and pushing her
pelvis hard against mine to absorb my shaft as deeply as possible
into her tunnel. When eventually my stream ran out and my erection
started hardening again, she rolled me over on to my back, with her
on top. A lot of my piss started draining out of her, but then she
started pissing as well, so that I was soon covered in our amber
liquids. When she was through, we rolled over again, with me on
top, and now fucked furiously rubbing our combined piss between us,
which also leaked down on to the mattress. It seemed that she came
two or three times before I eventually exploded into her. We then
lay side by side and dozed off for a while, luxuriating in the warm
wetness of the bed. But about 30 minutes later we returned to her
bedroom, showered and spent the night in her dry bed.
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Marian still did not want me to spend the night with her while
Suzie was around. Nevertheless, I now dined with them every night,
and stayed until after Suzie was asleep. We had a series of very
warm nights around that time, so that once we were sure she was
asleep, we took an old blanket out on to the lawn in their secluded
back garden, pissed over each other in some or other way, before
getting down to serious fucking. Marian seemed to get a particular
kick out of ensuring that at least some of my clothing got well-
soaked in the process, so that I would have to drive home wet. I
soon learnt to keep a couple of towels handy in the car to sit on.
On the Friday night of the next full weekend we had together, I
had to work late on concluding a contract, and it was about 10pm
before I reached her place. Marian immediately took me by the hand
and led me down to the cellar. She had made it look surprisingly
appealing in spite of the concrete floors by laying some sacking on
the floor, making up her old bed with clean sheets and pillows,
hanging some drapes around and placing a bedside lamp covered by a
pink shade to one side which cast a sexy red glow. It was a warm
night so no blankets would be needed. Next to the bed was a cooler
box filled (as I was to find out) with cold beers, while a TV and
VCR were set up at the foot of the bed. She told me that she had
rented a couple of XXX movies which we could watch from this bed if
I was game. She dared me to come to bed with her there, on
condition that neither of us would get up again until the next
morning! So we stripped, slipped in between the sheets, started
the first movie, and cracked open the first beer. By the time we
had each had 3 or 4 beers, the movie had got us so hot that we
started acting out some of the scenes on the screen. Before long,
Marian was on top and riding me like a mad woman, screaming as the
first orgasms overtook her. With this stimulation, I am afraid
that it was not long before I shot my load into her.
As we collapsed to lie side by side on the bed again, we took
another two beers as we continued to watch the movie while stroking
each other. I was beginning to feel the need to piss, and I knew
that I would have to let loose there in the bed ... but I couldn't
yet quite bring myself to it. By the time the second movie ended I
was bursting, but I was rock hard again from Marian's continual
stimulation as well as that of the movie. We moved into each
others' arms, lying side by side, as I don't think either of us
could afford the weight of the other on top of our bursting
bladders. We French-kissed, rubbing our bodies against each other,
and it was not long before my manhood slipped effortlessly into her
welcoming cunt. Our passions built up quickly in spite of the
pressures in our bladders, and I was soon pumping hard and deeply
into her uterus, as she reached the first of several climaxes with
loud screams. As the reached her third orgasm, I felt the rush of
semen pumping out and into her willing womb. In post-coital
relaxation, I drifted off to sleep and was only dimly aware of
Marian reaching across me to turn of the light, and then dropping
back to lie next to me with her legs draped across mine. I
probably dozed for just a few minutes, when I heard Marian sigh and
simultaneously felt a delightfully warm wet feeling across my
thigh: Marian was casually emptying her bladder across my leg.
Very soon, the whole bed around me was warm and wet. I could no
longer hold out! As Marian's stream decreased to a dribble, I
relaxed and my piss muscles gave way. Marian groaned slightly, and
grabbed my cock to spray my golden stream all over her. When I
finished, she grabbed two more beers which we both downed quickly
and then went to sleep in each others' arms.
My memory of the rest of the night is a bit alcohol-blurred. I do
remember once feeling her hot liquid cascading over my legs at one
point, but judging from the bed the next morning, there must have
been more. I woke up at one point needing a piss badly. Marian
was fast asleep on her back. I moved over and straddled her waist,
and then pissed all over her tits. When I was through, I had quite
a hard-on again, so I moved her legs apart and plunged straight
into her pussy. She moaned and stirred a little, but remained more
or less unconscious in a drunken stupor; it was sort of exciting
just using her as a cum dump. I came quite quickly, and then let a
little more piss dribble out before rolling off and going back to
sleep.
I woke the next morning with the sun streaming through the narrow
high window, and to the exquisite feeling of Marian's lips working
on my cock. I was also conscious of the need for yet another piss.
"At what point is the dare over?", I asked her. She looked back at
me with a smile, and said: "Why? Do you want to get up already?".
"Well, I am in need of a pee, and it's a bit difficult while you're
sucking my cock".
She gave me a wicked grin and continued: "So what makes that
difficult? You've used me as a toilet all night!", and with that
closed her mouth tightly over my cock. The message penetrated into
my befuddled brain ... she WANTED me to piss into her mouth. I had
never been sure, even in my fantasies that I could ever drink piss
(although I had tasted a few drops of my own from time to time).
But now I was sure ... the thought was so erotically exciting that
I had to try it. I pulled Marian's legs across my face, and
settled her crotch against my mouth. My tongue probed her warm
moist depths and my lips found her clit on which I started to
suckle like a baby. This clearly aroused her as she moaned in
ecstasy while continuing to suck on my cock. I concentrated hard
to be able to force out a first few drops of piss, but then the
floodgates opened and I emptied my bladder into her mouth. Marian
kept her lips tightly clenched around my organ as she managed to
swallow most of my golden liquid. Then, she let go in a mighty
torrent. I sucked and swallowed as much as I could, but the flow
was just to much for me, and a lot of it ran down my chin and on to
my chest. Once our champagne had run out, we continued to suck
each other to shattering climax, during which Marian swallowed my
cum to join my piss in her stomach. When we were both satisfied,
we turned face to face and French-kissed to share the tastes of our
piss and sex fluids!
At this point we did get up off the soaked bed. We stripped off
the sodden bedding to reveal that Marian had covered the mattress
with plastic bags which we removed and threw out. The bedding went
into the washing machine and we went to shower together.
Thereafter, the day was nearly quite conventional. We went
shopping together for a few hours, and then drove out for a short
time on one of our favourite walks. That evening we dined at an
exclusive restaurant, returning home a little tipsy at around 10pm.
We watched some more of our porn videos for an hour or so, putting
away a few more beers, before Marian turned to me and asked: "Well
are you game for an even more kinky night?" More kinky? How much
more can it get?!!! But she could yet surprise me. Taking me by
the hand, she led me back to the cellar bed which she had made up
again, but now produced two pairs of handcuffs. She took out the
keys and tossed them to a far corner of the room. "Same rules as
last night", she explained, "but with a little less freedom". We
lay down side-by-side in a 69 position, and she indicated to me
that I should put my arms around her buttocks, with my head between
her thighs, and then to fasten my wrists with the handcuffs. She
turned off the light and then fasted her arms around me in the same
way. To untangle ourselves would take a fair degree of
cooperation, so we would be in this position all night. We sucked
each other to a last climax of the day, before drifting off to
sleep.
It must have been an hour or so later that I woke with a serious
need to piss. I simply relaxed and let go, knowing that I must be
spraying all over Marian's face and/or upper body although I
couldn't see exactly where, and the bed under me was quickly
soaking wet and warm. I drifted off too sleep again, to wake up
again a little later with Marian's warm champagne running all over
my face and mouth. I lazily licked her slit, swallowing some of
her piss as it seemed to pour out endlessly. When she was done, we
both dozed off again, and it was fully daylight before I woke to
the incredible sensation of Marian's lips working on my rampant
cock. As I started to return the favour by licking her slit, she
let loose with a strong stream of her amber nectar, which I sucked
and swallowed as I continued my loving ministrations to her cunt
lips and clit. At the same time, I relaxed my bladder and emptied
it down her waiting throat. Once we were both dry, we brought each
other to earth-shattering climaxes; certainly I know that my spunk
seemed to spurt out endlessly as she swallowed it all. Only then
did we extricate ourselves, and went to shower.
Well this set the scene for the next 6 or 8 weeks during that
glorious summer. We fucked, sucked and pissed on and in each other
at every available opportunity, and in a wide variety of places.
But, as I think I realized from the start, it couldn't last. One
weekend, Marian told me that Ken wanted to have a long chat with
her, so that we would not be able to have too much time together.
I did not see her on the Sunday at all. On Monday, she was
unusually quiet, and although I had supper with her and Suzie, she
hardly said a word. As soon as Suzie had gone to bed, however, she
confirmed my worst fears. Ken had been promoted and was being
immediately transferred to another city. He wanted Marian to come
back to him, and for Marian and Suzie to move with him (in two
weeks time) to the new city. Marian had decided to go. She looked
afraid that I would be angry, but I assured her that although it
had been a summer I would never forget, and that I would never
forget her, I half-knew she would eventually go back to Ken, as I
could see she still had feelings for him.
At my assurances, Marian seemed to relax. She admitted that she
had needed to explore her fantasies, but that she was ready to
return to a conventional life as good wife and mother. Ken even
wanted her to have another baby. "But", she continued, "I do have
one last fantasy I need to experience. I want to be subjected to a
piss-gang bang -- Art, please help me fulfil this final fantasy,
perhaps with your card-and-movies gang". I had told her about a
group of friends with whom I had occasionally had boozy evenings
split between watching X-rated movies and playing poker, usually
fantasizing about gang-banging the girls in the movies. The few
piss-movies had been a great hit, so that these guys seemed to
share some of my fantasies. I hadn't spent much time with them
over that summer, but I knew that they still got together from time
to time.
Two weekends later, Ken was driving to the new city. Marian
arranged for Suzie to stay with her mother for the Saturday and
Sunday, and the two of them were to fly up to join Ken on the
Sunday evening. I invited the guys over for Saturday night, saying
that I had laid my hands on some good imported Danish porn videos
(which was true). About an hour before they were due to arrive, I
took Marian down into my basement. "Are you sure you want to go
through with this?", I asked her. Nervously, but with a clear
sense of excitement, she nodded. I sat her, naked, in a sort of
beach chair on which were plastic-covered cushions. As she sat,
she was in a semi-reclining position. I moved her so that her
pussy was almost at the front edge of the chair. I then tied her
knees to the frames on each side, so that her legs were well-
spread. I tied her upper arms to the side of the chair, so that
she would not be able to move from the reclining position. As she
lay, her head was at about my crotch height, while if I knelt
between her legs, my cock had easy access to her pussy. A
collection of juices and beers were placed on the ground on either
side of her chair, which she could reach with her hands. Finally,
and her suggestion, I blind-folded her. I then had a good piss all
over her, noting with pleasure that the puddle formed in the hollow
of the cushion below her hips. To complete my test of the
arrangement, I fucked her, pulling out in time to spray my cum over
her belly and red cunt-bush.
I was just in time to greet the first of my guests. Four of the
guys showed up, bringing plenty of beer with them. As I loaded the
first movie in the VCR, I told them that there was a problem with
leaks in my toilet. For an occasional crap and flush it should be
OK, but that I had set up alternative arrangements in the basement
if it was just a piss that was needed. About a half-hour into the
first movie, Larry announced that he needed a piss, and headed down
into the basement. He took quite a time, and by the time he
returned with a broad smile on his face, I had come close to
creaming in my pants, imagining what was happening down there. He
grinned at me, and commented that my arrangements were most
suitable and highly satisfying. A couple of the others looked up
questioningly at the strange phrasing of his comments, but were too
engrossed in the movie to make any comment. On the screen, two
well-hung blacks were pissing over the tits of a small-built blonde
girl, while a third black was screwing her silly. Under normal
circumstances, I would have also found the movie pretty
captivating, but I had to control myself from rushing down to see
how Marian was doing.
About 20 minutes later, Ron (whom I had noticed had already put
away two beers) stood up stating that he would need to try out
these "satisfactory arrangements" before he burst, and headed down
to the basement. He was gone longer than Larry, leading to a
comment by one of my remaining two buddies that he hoped Ron hadn't
got his prick stuck in something, at which Larry burst out
laughing. My prick was now so hard that it was aching. Eventually
Ron re-appeared, looking like the cat that had swallowed the cream.
He was still zipping up his pants, and almost purred: "Oh yes, very
satisfactory". The other two guys, Louis and Paul, looked at each
other questioningly, and it was Paul who asked: "What can be so
fascinating about a temporary urinal? Perhaps we should
investigate." I gave them enough time to get to the door down to
the basement, and then immediately followed after, with Larry and
Ron in hot pursuit. I was in time to hear Louis gasping out: "My
god, I don't believe it." When I got down, I found Marian already
piss-wet from head to toe, and there were signs of cum in her hair,
on her lips, and running down her thighs. She was lying in quite
a substantial puddle of piss which had formed on the plastic seat.
As I reached her, Louis and Paul were already pulling out their
cocks, and they started hosing Marian from two sides
simultaneously. Soon she was moaning and rolling around, and I
swear she was having an orgasm. Her mouth was wide open, and the
two guys took turns in pissing down her throat. At some point, she
started peeing as well! Once they were through pissing, Paul moved
towards Marian's head, and Louis to between her legs. Paul grabbed
her head and started fucking her mouth, while Louis shoved his
prick straight into her wet and slimy cunt. Marian seemed to have
an orgasm almost immediately, judging from her screams of ecstasy,
and climaxed two or three more times within the next few minutes.
It did not take Paul and Louis long to cum, and almost together
they pulled out and shot their spunk over her face and lips, and
over her belly respectively.
In the meantime, Ron and Larry had run upstairs again, and had
brought down the TV and VCR, which they set up in front of a couple
of old couches which I had stored in the basement. I went up to
fetch the beers in a cool-box. For the rest of the night, we
watched the movies, loudly comparing the porn stars (and their
tits, pussies, asses) with Marian. Quite soon, someone removed her
blindfold, so that she could see the movies as well. From time to
time, someone would feed her some beer, much of which spilt to join
the piss and cum all over her body. Whenever any of the guys
needed to have a leak, he simply got up and pissed over her body,
face, cunt, or whatever took his fancy. Each of us must have
fucked her cunt or mouth three or four times, as the others
watched, and each time she rolled around and screamed out her own
orgasmic delight.
Eventually, my four friends started to pass out. Once the fourth
had crashed, I turned off the TV and VCR, and placed a large note
on the screen saying "Last one to leave, turn out the lights and
latch the door". I untied Marian and carried her up to my
bathroom, where I placed her in the shower and gently washed her
down. I took her to bed, and both of us fell asleep. I vaguely
heard my buddies leave, but we slept until midday. On awakening,
we made slow but conventional love for one last time. After we had
eaten, I took her to pick up Suzie, and we went out to the airport
where I waved them off on their journey to a new and conventional
life.
That brought to an end my fantasy-fulfilling wet summer of love. I
never saw Marian again, but about once a year I get a brief card
from her. She had two more children, and in her last note told me
that she was now chair of the local parent-teachers' association.
I did eventually meet another lady closer to my own age, and we
have married. Our sex life is satisfactory, but she is not very
adventurous and would freak out at the thought of water-sports. We
are happy enough, but occasionally I do fantasize about just once
more pissing on and being pissed on.