Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... unlimber it. He reached down and flicked the drain lever closed, then stood again looking down at her, holding his dick loosely. After a moment urine began streaming from his piss slit. Claire was laying face up, her breasts and the delta of her thighs facing him. He aimed at her crotch and the strong yellow stream splashed into the thin line of her closed labia before moving up to drench her hips and then down her bronzed thighs. As the stream weakened, he brought it back up to her cunt, which she now held open for him, and gave her clit a final dousing.

He watched a red blush suffuse her cheeks and work its way down to cover the smooth skin of her neck and chest. He knew the Lester's were into piss play, but her reaction to the golden shower indicated she'd not ever been pissed on before.

Good. First piss play, then my fist. Just stick with me babe and try to keep up.

"Claire, turn around on the pad there and lay down in the piss." She looked a bit shocked but didn't hesitate to do as he ordered. As she went on to all fours, her knees landed in the big wet spot made by the two streams of urine and sank deeply into the pad. Jim was appreciative that she didn't seek to avoid kneeling in the piss. Claire rotated around and again, the wet spot was the natural place for her palms to land and again, she did nothing to avoid them becoming covered in the urine. She walked her legs back on the pad, and going into a kind of push up stance, she determinedly lowered her ...

... chest into the warm fragrant puddle.

Her tits landed first. She rocked her torso gently, letting the momentum drag her rapidly hardening nipples through the warm fluid. Then she let her weight down, smashing her young firm breasts directly in the wet spot. Once settled, she let out a deep breath and sank her chest and shoulders fully into the blended urine, arms at her side. Jim let her lie still for a moment.

"Nice touch with the nipples slut. I like the initiative. Now roll over." Claire complied, letting her back make contact and doing nothing about keeping her hair out of the mess. She was clear about his intent. She did nothing to avoid contact with the urine by any part of her body.

Jim saw she'd drenched her chest in the yellow fluid. Drops ran down the hills of her breasts. "Very good Claire. Now roll over again and lay your face in the puddle."

She began moving instantly and in moments had planted her face squarely in the middle of the piss. Jim lifted his foot and placed it on the back of her head, applying pressure till her nostrils were smashed flat and her face was planted deeply into the puddle. The urine collected around her nose and mouth. She held her breath a long time before he heard it blow out her mouth making frothy bubbles to each side of her lips. By opening her mouth widely, she was able to suck air through the urine into her mouth. Each ragged breath caught some of the fluid and pulled it into her mouth as a fine mist mixed with the air. The ...