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Piss Play</i></p><p id="fbb6">His fantasy was left very open-ended, and we have decided to start small. I’m open to almost everything, and while I feel a little silly, the idea of turning him on is reciprocated tenfold throughout my body.</p><p id="2bdc">I’m wearing what he has picked out for me. Light gray booty shorts and a soft pink tee shirt. I’m standing in the middle of the kitchen, his room of choice for both the naughty factor and the cleanup factor. He didn’t want the tub, because that’s too safe. Part of this fantasy for him is the risky location. I’ve been drinking water all morning, and my bladder is about to burst. He’s leaning up against the doorframe, his cock visibly hard through his sweats.</p><p id="39f8">“You ready?” His voice is gruff and smoky, a sure sign he’s hot as fuck and ready to go.</p><p id="ed8d">“I’ve been ready for an hour. I can’t fucking hold it much longer!”</p><p id="3f51">His lips quiver and turn up into a half smile. He’s trying to hide his boyish grin, but only partly succeeds.</p><p id="6a0b">“Ok, here I go!” My words are his prompt to start stroking himself. His cock emerges from beneath the athletic pants and his grip is so tight his head swells.</p><p id="7b56">I stand there, ready to pee, but my body doesn’t cooperate. I try relaxing, and pushing, and nothing. It’s like I’m programmed to not do this. I know subconsciously I’m holding back. I just can’t solve the riddle.</p><p id="40ce">He’s stroking himself harder, as his eyes look on in anticipation. His hand is smacking against his pelvis the harder and faster he strokes himself. The sound of which has my own desires bubbling to the surface.</p><p id="9cf7">The loose skin on his shaft is sliding up and down with his movements and the thick, rigid veins throb and pulse as his white-knuckled fingers glide over them.</p><p id="6be7">“Fucking stroke that cock for me! Yes! Just like that! Oh shit, I love watching your big thick cock in your hands!”</p><p id="cd2e">“Argh!” His growls reverberate through my entire body. The more he strokes, the more slippery fluid pushes from his slit, and I try my best to relax my body and let it flow. Watching him masturbate in the kitchen has my clit pulsing and quivering. I have to touch it. I reach my hand down under my shorts and ease the needs. Soft slow strokes over the tight button as my eyes stay peeled to the rigid cock in front of me. The heat from my pussy and the warm waves the attention to my clit is sending through my body relaxes me just enough.</p><p id="9806">“I’m gonn

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a piss, baby! Fuck, all over the floor, just for you.” My voice is strained and I’m so incredibly turned on. I’m able to let go, but I don’t remove my hand. It starts with a warm pooling in my crotch as I lean back against the island. The light gray fabric darkens as the wet and heat spreads both up and out, while my piss streams down my inner thighs. His eyes are wide, and he’s stroking himself faster and faster.</p><p id="0d49">The warmth reaches my knees, then bursts through my shorts, dripping uncontrollably onto the kitchen floor, as both legs are still being soaked. A puddle of pee if forming on the pristine white tile, but that doesn’t stop me from continuing to rub my clit. My fingers are soaked, and the harder I rub, the more I disrupt the flow of urine from my pussy. I’m dripping wet for many reasons, but the huge dark spot that has spread from my center, and traveled down the inside of my thighs, couples with the steady stream of drops has my hubby losing his mind.</p><p id="7ecd">“Jesus, that’s so fucking hot! I love watching you piss your p…aaahhhh!” His body shudders and he can’t keep himself at bay any longer. Long ropes of creamy white cum shoot from the tip of his cock. The tighter he squeezes and harder he strokes, the thicker each spurt is, and the further it shoots. The kitchen floor is a mess of pee and cum and now my own orgasmic contribution is mixed in too, as my abs tighten and my pussy throbs with each deep iteration of pleasure.</p><p id="f590">“Holy fuck, baby. I had no idea you liked it that much!” We are both catching our breath and my mind is already spinning on how we can take this adventure to the next level.</p><p id="05b3">Stay tuned for more of their piss play adventures! Please clap and follow and comment if you want to read more piss play stories! Love you all! XOXO</p><p id="8a35">Also, check out May More’s story regarding loss play, you won’t be disappointed!</p><div id="2166" class="link-block"> <a href="https://medium.com/%C2%B5erotica/shower-time-is-golden-a5d41f040a70"> <div> <div> <h2>Shower Time is Golden</h2> <div><h3>Listening to him speak about peeing on me was making my cunt clench</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*Vbn8MpSAa1Yru6Z-OF6jXQ.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

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I Peed On The Kitchen Floor While My Husband Stroked His Cock

A beginners story to piss play

We here at All Things Sex and Erotica promote all varieties of sexual kinks and fetishes with very few exceptions. The goal is to give our readers a variety of sexual acts to read and learn about. It’s about exposure. Even if you don’t believe a particular kink or fetish is for you, we still encourage you to read stories and articles about them, if for no other reason than to broaden your own understanding of why some people find them hot. This is a piss play story and we hope you enjoy it! ~The editors at All Things Sex and Erotica

I wait anxiously for the results of the latest marketing sales campaign. My husband and I co-own the Company and for the last quarter, we’ve had a bet riding on which employee will produce the most sales. Sitting on the table in front of me are two sealed envelopes…the prizes. At the onset of this friendly competition, we each agreed that we would play out one of our biggest sexual fantasies. I don’t know what he wrote and vice versa. If I had to guess, his involves another woman, because mine definitely involves another man. There was a very short list of “off-limit” items. Everything else is on the table.

The email comes through from the VP of Sales and Marketing; I click it and scroll for my girl. Nice! $1.5M. Suck it, Cole! Then I look further down and see his girl with a total of $1.7M. Fuck.

I don’t take kindly to losing, and my blood is about to boil over. Sharing him with a woman is on my fantasy wish-list anyway, so I’m not mad about that. I just really, really hate losing.

Cole, fresh from the shower, sits down and can tell immediately by my scrunched-up nose that he won. Instead of jumping up and down and rubbing it in my face, he is subdued, and his face actually flushes a warm pink.

“Well, babe. Shall I open your envelope?” I’m holding it in my fingers, flipping it over on the long edge, waiting for his response.

“Yes, but…” I tear it open before he has a chance to finish speaking, and it’s…not at all what I was expecting. Two simple words:

Piss Play

His fantasy was left very open-ended, and we have decided to start small. I’m open to almost everything, and while I feel a little silly, the idea of turning him on is reciprocated tenfold throughout my body.

I’m wearing what he has picked out for me. Light gray booty shorts and a soft pink tee shirt. I’m standing in the middle of the kitchen, his room of choice for both the naughty factor and the cleanup factor. He didn’t want the tub, because that’s too safe. Part of this fantasy for him is the risky location. I’ve been drinking water all morning, and my bladder is about to burst. He’s leaning up against the doorframe, his cock visibly hard through his sweats.

“You ready?” His voice is gruff and smoky, a sure sign he’s hot as fuck and ready to go.

“I’ve been ready for an hour. I can’t fucking hold it much longer!”

His lips quiver and turn up into a half smile. He’s trying to hide his boyish grin, but only partly succeeds.

“Ok, here I go!” My words are his prompt to start stroking himself. His cock emerges from beneath the athletic pants and his grip is so tight his head swells.

I stand there, ready to pee, but my body doesn’t cooperate. I try relaxing, and pushing, and nothing. It’s like I’m programmed to not do this. I know subconsciously I’m holding back. I just can’t solve the riddle.

He’s stroking himself harder, as his eyes look on in anticipation. His hand is smacking against his pelvis the harder and faster he strokes himself. The sound of which has my own desires bubbling to the surface.

The loose skin on his shaft is sliding up and down with his movements and the thick, rigid veins throb and pulse as his white-knuckled fingers glide over them.

“Fucking stroke that cock for me! Yes! Just like that! Oh shit, I love watching your big thick cock in your hands!”

“Argh!” His growls reverberate through my entire body. The more he strokes, the more slippery fluid pushes from his slit, and I try my best to relax my body and let it flow. Watching him masturbate in the kitchen has my clit pulsing and quivering. I have to touch it. I reach my hand down under my shorts and ease the needs. Soft slow strokes over the tight button as my eyes stay peeled to the rigid cock in front of me. The heat from my pussy and the warm waves the attention to my clit is sending through my body relaxes me just enough.

“I’m gonna piss, baby! Fuck, all over the floor, just for you.” My voice is strained and I’m so incredibly turned on. I’m able to let go, but I don’t remove my hand. It starts with a warm pooling in my crotch as I lean back against the island. The light gray fabric darkens as the wet and heat spreads both up and out, while my piss streams down my inner thighs. His eyes are wide, and he’s stroking himself faster and faster.

The warmth reaches my knees, then bursts through my shorts, dripping uncontrollably onto the kitchen floor, as both legs are still being soaked. A puddle of pee if forming on the pristine white tile, but that doesn’t stop me from continuing to rub my clit. My fingers are soaked, and the harder I rub, the more I disrupt the flow of urine from my pussy. I’m dripping wet for many reasons, but the huge dark spot that has spread from my center, and traveled down the inside of my thighs, couples with the steady stream of drops has my hubby losing his mind.

“Jesus, that’s so fucking hot! I love watching you piss your p…aaahhhh!” His body shudders and he can’t keep himself at bay any longer. Long ropes of creamy white cum shoot from the tip of his cock. The tighter he squeezes and harder he strokes, the thicker each spurt is, and the further it shoots. The kitchen floor is a mess of pee and cum and now my own orgasmic contribution is mixed in too, as my abs tighten and my pussy throbs with each deep iteration of pleasure.

“Holy fuck, baby. I had no idea you liked it that much!” We are both catching our breath and my mind is already spinning on how we can take this adventure to the next level.

Stay tuned for more of their piss play adventures! Please clap and follow and comment if you want to read more piss play stories! Love you all! XOXO

Also, check out May More’s story regarding loss play, you won’t be disappointed!

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