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(mf- teens, ped, 1st, ws) *** I’ve always loved sex and golden showers. Maybe this makes me some kind of weirdo, but I don’t care. Peeing on a girl, or having her pee on me, I love it all. Standing over a woman on her knees, hot piss cascading over her face, her hair, her breasts. Aiming my flow down, over her stomach, and down between her thighs. Or lying on my back with a girl straddling me like a great Goddess, gushing forth a scalding stream of delicious piss. Then our bodies coming together, sliding up and down against each other even as we pound each other to frenzied orgasms. The first time I experienced the wonderful world of golden showers happened when I was twelve years old. I had been in the hospital for some kind of surgery, and the doctor told my parents that I would most likely suffer incontinence for a few months, until I could regain control of my bladder. As you might guess, this started out as a terrifying time for a seventh-grader. I lived in constant fear of my bladder giving out in the middle of school. I stubbornly refused to wear a diaper, even though the doctor and my parents tried to explain that I shouldn’t be ashamed of it, that even some adults had to wear them. Naturally nothing they said could make me wear them, mainly because - for the first time in school - we were made to take showers after gym class. I couldn’t let the other guys in the locker room see me wearing diapers! One sunny day in April we had Gym class outside, and were doing a kind of obstacle course. The girl’s gym class was also outside, doing something like a cross between dance and cheerleading routines. I was jogging along the track surrounding the field, when I felt a warm wetness coming from my crotch. I didn’t even stop, but ran off the track to a stand of trees that was the border between the school and some private property. My bladder finished emptying itself by the time I got to the trees, and the front of my gym shorts were totally soaked. I stood there, looking down at myself, completely at a loss for what to do. Tears of shame and frustration were just beginning to form at my eyes, when I heard a voice "Hi! What’s the mat..." The voice belonged to Jenny, one of my classmates. It would be a lie to say she was the prettiest girl in our class, but she was definitely one of the cutest. She stood around four and a half feet tall (shorter than me), had long, curly red hair, and pale freckled skin. Like the other girls she was wearing a set of gym clothes, a Tee shirt and sweatpants. Now she stood totally transfixed, staring at my sodden shorts. "Oh." She gulped, then she raised her eyes. To my surprise, she smiled and got this mischievous look in her eyes. "Don’t feel bad, I don’t mind." "Are you kidding?" I said "I’ve just p,pissed my pants!" I looked around, to make sure no others were coming to investigate. "What am I going to do, how am I going to get back to the lockers to change without everybody seeing me?" "Well," she said, pulling down her sweats "you can wear these, I’ve got my gym shorts on under ‘em." I couldn’t believe this was happening. But what she said next blew my mind. "In fact, I’ll make you feel better. It’s only fair, since I’ve seen you with wet pants..." She pulled her shorts down, and off her coltish legs, revealing white cotton panties. I noticed her panties had little flowers printed on them, as she squatted and looked up at me. My eyes were glued to the soft cotton pulled tight against her crotch, and almost immediately, a wet spot formed. Totally dumbfounded, I watched as she let her bladder go. Her panties were completely soaked in seconds, and then the pee was running down to the ground through the wet cotton. I had never seen a girl my own age in such an intimate position, and the result was fairly predictable for a 12-year-old boy. My dick was hard as oak, and the school’s gym shorts did nothing to hide my obvious arousal. Jenny noticed right away, and her smile grew to a wide grin. "Uh-oh" she said "looks like you’ve got another problem." My face went bright red again, and my hands moved to the front of my shorts, belatedly trying to hide my stiff member. "Did it make you horny, to watch me pee?" She asked, still grinning. "Well, yeah" I said, looking at last from her crotch to her face. "I mean, I can’t believe you would, I mean did, this...for me." I dropped my hands back to my sides, realizing there was no point in trying to hide. "I’ve never seen a girl’s, you know, uh, pussy, before. Peeing, or otherwise." "Well, I didn’t do it only for you, you know." She said, "I really had to go, anyway." Then the twinkle was back in her eyes. "You know, we should probably get cleaned up a little, before going back to the lockers. Come here." I was so off-balance from the whole scene; I did as she asked without thinking. I stepped forward, until I was standing right in front of her; less than a foot away from her upturned face. She reached up, and pulled both my shorts and underwear down at the same time, yanking them to my sneakers. I had recently begun sprouting hair above my dick and, although there wasn’t much of it, I was proud that I was finally starting to look like a grown man. My dick was as hard as it had ever been before, and it even throbbed a little, less than an inch from the tip of her nose. The sharp, alkaline scent of urine wafted up, as I looked down at her. "Hey! You have hair, down here!" She exclaimed, gazing raptly at my dick. She reached forward and took hold of it, and I jumped slightly from her touch. She pulled it this way and that, looking at my crotch from every angle, from my newly-grown hair to my balls. Then she gave an experimental lick on my inner thigh. Then a lick along the side of my dick. Then one across the top of the head. The sensations she caused with each lick were bright flashes of electricity running straight to my brain. I think I whimpered, or growled, or made some kind of noise, because she stopped and looked up at me "Are you okay?" She asked, concerned. "I’m fine" I gasped, "It feels awesome! Please, don’t stop!" Then she started in earnest. She licked every inch of my crotch; my balls, my thighs, and especially my dick. I had only started masturbating a few months before, but I could tell I was getting close to cumming. My breathing turned ragged, and I think Jenny knew I was close, because that’s when she pursed her lips like an "O", and enveloped the head of my dick in her mouth. I could feel her tongue fluttering around it, and the sensation pushed me over the edge. "Oh God, Jenny! I’m goin...I’m goin..." My dick exploded in Jenny’s mouth. To her credit, she never moved. She started to swallow, and I could feel her throat muscles working to take my cum. At last, I stumbled back, and Jenny stood up. "Did you like that?" she asked, sounding slightly nervous "That was the first time I ever... you know, did that. Did I do it right?" "Oh yeah, Jenny, that was... that was amazing!" I said. "I’ve never, I mean, no girl has ever done... that, to me before." Now it was my turn to smile "So can I... I mean, do you want me to..." I sort of gestured to her. "You better believe it!" She said, grinning hugely again. She yanked her panties down her narrow hips and over her thin legs, at last pulling them off entirely. Then she walked over to where she had tossed her sweats, and laid down on top of them. I knelt in front of her knees, and looked her in the face. She seemed suddenly shy, but I certainly understood. I put my hands on her knees, and slowly pulled them apart. She didn’t have any hair covering her pussy, and the skin around her nether lips was shiny with pee. I leaned forward on my elbows, and slowly gave her outer lips a lick. Her hips bounced at the touch of my tongue, and the taste of her pee was sharp and kind of sour, but not in a bad way. I tasted her again, and decided I liked it. I began licking all over when her hands came down, and pulled her outer lips apart so I could slide my tongue into her. I started rapidly flicking my tongue up and down her adolescent slit, and she started moaning. I washed her pussy clean of all traces of pee with my tongue, and then I heard her "God Andy, that feels great!" I could hear the passion in her voice "Only," her fingers came down, and pulled back on the hood covering her clitoris "Lick me here, Okay?" I gave it a flick with my tongue, and she jumped. I looked up "Are you okay?" I asked, "That wasn’t too hard, or anything, was it?" "No, Andy! That, that feels sooo good!" She gasped. I went back to the task at hand, and licked her clit with a will. I wanted her to feel as good as she had made me feel. I concentrated on her clit, frequently dropping down to slide my tongue into her swamped young pussy. Then I felt her legs start trembling, and I could feel the muscles in her stomach tighten. "Oh, Oh!" She cried, "Andy, please don’t stop! I’m going to cum, Andy!" I renewed my assault on her clitoris with even more speed. She started humping her pussy up at me, totally lost in the spiraling climax, until she reached the peak, and her pussy started clenching. Her orgasm was so strong, her girl juice was running out of her pussy faster than I could lick it up. At last she went limp, completely drained by the experience. By this time my dick had gotten hard again, and I slid upward between her damp thighs. We were face to face, and I leaned down and kissed her. All of my shyness and embarrassment was gone, only the urgent thrumming of my cock. No shyness in Jenny either, I saw only raw desire in her eyes. No words were needed. I nudged my dick at her tight young hole, and she rocked her hips upward, spreading her legs wide. I had some difficulty getting the head of my dick lined up, and Jenny reached down between us and grabbed my cock pushing it into the tight folds of her wet pussy. I was inexperienced, and I thrust into her hard. Fortunately my earlier activities helped to ease my passage. She gasped and I paused, feeling something blocking the head of my cock. I knew it was her hymen, of course. I wasn’t sexually experienced, but not ignorant. "Are you ready?" I asked "I’m gonna bust your cherry, and I’ve heard it hurts." "Yes" she said with a smile "It’s supposed to hurt, but only for a minute." She kissed me "then it feels really good!" That was all the encouragement I needed. I backed out a little, then thrust forward. I felt her cherry give, and she cried out. I stopped again, still worried. "Are you okay?" I asked "Yes" she said, "Yes, okay, now you can start." Then I began shoving my dick in and out, fast. Jenny was humping back at me, our hips smacking loudly together. "Oh!" Jenny gulped, her eyes widening "Oh, Andy, I’m gonna... I’m gonna cum again!" I was slamming into her in a frenzy, my own climax beginning to peak "Jenny!" I gasp "Oh God, Jenny!" It was all I could manage, before I went over the top, and spewed my seed deep inside her clamping pussy. She pulled my head down to her, and buried her mouth in my shoulder. I could hear her screaming out her orgasm. After we rested a few minutes, we heard the school bell signaling the end of the period, and we hurriedly dressed, laughing like fools the whole time. We made it back to the lockers with none the wiser, and the next morning I returned Jenny’s sweats. "So" she said with the now familiar twinkle in her eyes, "See you at gym class?" "You’d better believe it!" That was the start of a wonderful friendship. END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 36