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Subject: {ASSM} The Lady Loves to Pee Part 2 - F MF Pee Urine Voy Exhib Watersports Scat
Date: Wed,  3 Jul 2002 15:10:09 -0400
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The Lady Loves to Pee Part 2
F MF Pee Urine Voy Exhib Watersports Scat

by David Lavenham
davidlavenham@hotmail.com

Thanks for all the requests - here is part 2.


Over the next few days the cycle continued. I would spend most of the day 
dreaming of my mysterious lover, fantasising about our games, reliving the 
feeling of his tongue on my pussy. I could close my eyes and picture the 
stream of my pee as it played across his face, the smell of urine  mixed 
with the exhaust fumes and petrol in the car park, the sound of my piss as 
it splashed onto the concrete floor.

Like any addiction I felt I was in control, but the reality was I desired 
more and more thrills. I began to wonder what his piss tasted like, I dreamt 
of his cock in my mouth as he peed down my throat.

As I entered the car park that night I had already decided what to do.

He was in his usual place, behind a pillar on the lowest, quietest level. 
Instead of getting out of the car I flashed the lights and gestured him 
over.

'Get in', I said. It was the first words we had spoken.

He was silent as we drove back to my apartment, just staring at me, looking 
my body up and down. At the first set of lights I took hold of his hand and 
guided it up my skirt, allowing him to finger my pussy as I drove.

Still silent we climbed the stairs to my apartment, as the door closed 
behind us I turned to face him and nodded towards the bathroom. I had laid 
some towels down on the stone floor, causing him to smile at my forethought.

As he stared I slowly peeled off my dress, revealing my bra, panties and 
suspender set, bought specifically for the occasion.

I stepped forward and began to undress him, admiring his muscular body as I 
helped him out of his jeans and T-shirt.

We stood and started at each other for a while.

I sank to the floor at his feet, lying on my back.

'Please', was all I needed to say.

He stood over me and took hold of his dick. A shiver of anticipation shook 
my body.

I focussed on his dick, he pulled his foreskin back a little. Then it came, 
the first hot splash on my neck. I gasped as his hot urine jet moved down my 
body, wetting my bra, splashing on my stomach, trickling between my legs and 
down my sides. His pee was yellow green and pungent. He directed the stream 
back up my body, aiming over my bra, which I had chosen as it turns seethru 
when wet.

He hesitated at my neck so I opened my mouth to encourage him. With my eyes 
closed I could not see him, but I felt the hot stream move up my neck. As it 
hit my chin a few splashes fell into my mouth, then, suddenly, my mouth 
began to fill with hot urine. It tasted odd, kind of bitter, salty, almost 
like a metal.

I shut my mouth and swallowed, feeling the hot liquid disappear down my 
throat into my stomach. With my mouth shut he was pissing over my face and 
hair, soaking me with his piss.

Then the power began to die. The steady stream reduced to a trickle. I 
opened my eyes as the last few drops fell onto my tits.

I realised I was playing with myself. Lost in my dream world I had 
instinctively began to masturbate.

He knelt next to me and ran his hands over my wet body. Holding my nipples 
in his fingers through the material of my bra. Then he began to lick his 
urine off me, his tongue probing my belly button like a butterfly drinking 
from a flower.

He pulled down my panties, easing them over my stockings. Holding them in 
one hand like a fruit he squeezed them over his mouth, drinking his own 
piss.

Shit, I thought, he is depraved!

As I watched his ritual I felt my stomach tighten as an orgasm gently 
caressed by body.

Once he had wrung my panties dry he helped me to my feet and lay beneath me.

It was my turn. Still wearing my wet bra and stockings, with my piss soaked 
hair dripping on him, I crouched over him and began to piss. Holding my 
pussy open and directing the stream I starting with his face. He opened his 
mouth and drank down my hot yellow pee. I slowly directed the stream down 
his body until I was peeing over his hard cock as he wanked himself. I 
watched the wet patches on the towels grow as my piss mixed with his.

Then, as my stream of piss died to a trickle I crouched over his cock, 
slowly lowering myself onto his manhood.

I was wild with lust and rode him hard. Bouncing on his dick, gyrating to 
get him deeper and deeper in me. I screamed as a huge orgasm ripped through 
me, gasping for breath as it subsided. He responded with jets of hot cum. I 
could feel them fill my pussy and seep into my womb. He grunted as he came, 
filling me with shot after shot of hot cum.

I flee forward and lay across him as we both stopped to recover. I could 
feel his dick still twitching in my pussy.

He held me under my arms and lifted me up. Moving beneath me he sat me on 
his face and began to lick my pussy, sucking his cum from my pussy. His 
tongue was probing deep into my hole as he sucked and licked our juices from 
my body.

He worked his way from my vagina and backwards towards my arse. Holding my 
buttocks apart he began to lick my arshole, pushing his tongue against my 
sphincter.

Part of me was shocked, I hadn't expected this, but I was so turned on I 
couldn't stop. I felt he finger push against my tight arse button. He pushed 
a little harder and I felt the muscle give way as his finger slipped into my 
dirt hole. Then he pulled it out and I watched as he licked it. He had his 
eyes closed like a wine connoisseur as he tasted his shitty finger.

He spoke. His voice was low and gravelly. The shock of the broken silence 
startled me and I didn't quite hear what he said.

'Shit', he said again. It was not a swear word it was a command.

Oh my god. I was disgusted, how could he do this? Why would he want to eat 
my shit? But I was hot at the depravity, the thought that someone wanted to 
eat the excrement from my body.

I strained. Booking down between my legs I could see him with his mouth open 
expectantly.

A small brown turd appeared at the opening of my arse and slowly elongated. 
He licked it with the tip of his tongue and I felt it move as he pushed the 
turd hanging half out of my body. He opened his mouth and let it drop in. 
Chewing my shit before gulping it down. He put his mouth over my arse. I 
could feel his tongue probe my hole as i forced the next lump of shit into 
his mouth. He rubbed his lips over my arse, covering them with my shit and 
then licking them.

He ate every piece of shit before he finally laid me back on the wet towels. 
Slowly he kissed his way up my body. He had shit around his face and was 
leaving shitty brown lip marks on my skin as he did. Then his face was over 
mine. I could smell my own shit on his breath. See the brown stains of my 
excrement on his lips.

He leant forward. He was going to kiss me. I was confused. Horrified at the 
smell and sight of his dirty brown lips, but turned on by the depravity of 
the situation.

I parted my lips slightly and prepared myself for the taste of my own 
shit...........


...... want more? email me at davidlavenham@hotmail.com.



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