The Pee Therapy Nurse - Sex Stories

The Pee Therapy Nurse

... I have ever seen. She keeps it shaved to a baby bottom smoothness and the thrust of her mound is so pronounced that it seems to almost protrude beyond the front curve of her thighs. The outer lips are deliciously plump and full and the furrow between is nearly as wide as my thumb. She doesn’t have (mercifully) those thick sort of inner labia that somewhat resemble rooster wattles, but rather she has the most fine and delicate folds that are a lovely coral pink when she is aroused. Myna now took up the tube and funnel again and told me to kneel. When I did, she squatted down beside me and inserted the end of the tubing into the waistband of my panties, sliding it down and adjusting I so that it rested just along and against the end of my cock. She was facing me at this point, and when I saw the angled jut of her clitoral hood thrusting out between her labia, the delicate flaps slick and glistening, I knew that she was very aroused herself. She trembled slightly as she stood and faced me with the funnel held beneath her. A silence fell in the room at that moment, broken only by our measured breathing. It seemed an eternity while I waited there in desperate expectation but in reality it was just a few seconds before Myna’s stomach tensed and she let go with a blast of pee into the waiting mouth of the funnel. It swirled around the inner bowl, bubbling and splashing, and then it coursed down the tube and into my panties. Fuck… it was incredible! The hot liquid burst over my ...

... cock-head, running in rivulets along the shaft and pooling in the folds of the plastic. As he flow continued and the volume increased, the bottom of the panties began to bulge downward until stretched full and the level rose, bathing my ball-sack an asshole with the lovely, steamy wetness. I was half-moaning now, completely given over to the sensation, and my cock was pulsing dangerously. After a half-minute or so, the flow dwindled and Myna jerked her hips to shake fee the last drops. Carefully, she pulled out the end of the tube and dropped into the sink behind her. She squatted down once more, pussy lips beaded with pee, and investigated the results of her effort by reaching beneath me and cupping the hot, pee-filled bulge of plastic. The urine sloshed up, washing over my nether regions, and I felt, for a moment, as though I might faint. Myna nodded with approval. ‘No leakage,’ she observed. She stood up again. ‘It is important that hormone exposure be accompanied by erotic stimulus to have full effect,’ she advised me in a flat, professional tone. ‘Moreover, we can use this opportunity to observe your pheromone arousal response.’ She now stepped even closer to me with her feet planed widely apart. She bent her knees slightly so that her gorgeous pussy was mere inches from her face. She reached down with both hands and spread herself open for me, exposing the slippery pinkness inside. She moved closer still so that my nose was almost touching her and she told me to inhale. ...