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Saturday, November 30, 2013

Pee'ing in Love byPLJ©

During the drive to his house, which takes about 45 minute, I realized I should have gone to the restroom at the restaurant before we left. As we walked up to the front door I really had to pee, and I knew that when we walked inside into the warm air I would just about explode.

We hurried up the front walk to the door, and my boyfriend William (Will) whom I am really in love with, followed behind me. I stood waiting at the door, and as he usually does he put his arms around me and started to kiss me. I whispered in his ear that I really had to go to the bathroom, and please let me in the house. He responded by unbuttoning my jeans and sliding his hand down the front of my panties. I just about froze. His hand was now covering my vagina. And his fingers were playing with my clitoris. He gently held me in his arms, and carefully played with me. I again whimpered to him that I really had to pee. And could we finish what he was starting after I pee’ed. He simply kept holding me in his arms. I just melt when he holds me. Then he whispered back something to me, and I just about fell over. “Go ahead Lisa” he said, “You can pee right now” “here?” I said “Yes darling” he responded, I knew I couldn’t hold it much longer and that this was a loosing battle of wills. I whispered in his ear again asking if I could go pee in the bathroom, but he held me close. I had no choice, and put my arms around his neck and gave in to him. I started to let loose very slowly, hoping that he would decide to let me pee in the bathroom if he felt me getting wet. But as you can imagine, no luck. I pee’ed just a little and squeezed it to stop. He felt me squeezing and slowly pushed his finger into my vagina I couldn’t squeeze and let him in so I relaxed and began to pee right there. I felt the pee running down the insides of my legs, I was so embarrassed and felt him rubbing my vagina. He could feel me pee’ing, just like a little girl, I pee’ed my pants.

He started kissing me and telling me that it was ok. “I love you,” he said. “You are sharing more and more of yourself with me.” “I want to know everything about you” he said I felt so good being in his arms. I continued to pee, and wanted to be held by him and him alone.

Since the neighbors are not close at all, I knew only he would see me now with pee stained jeans. He slowly began to unzip my jeans and began pulling them down my legs “We are outside take me inside your house if you are going to strip me.” I said, what if someone drives by?” but he continued to pull my jeans off, I stepped out of them, and stood in front of him in my wet panties, and my white top. My socks and shoes were wet from the pee, and of course he began removing them too. I wanted to go in the house and be with him, be he didn’t make any move to open the door at all.

He started lifting up my top, and I obliged by lifting my arms over my head. There I stood, with wet panties and my bra outside my boyfriend’s house. I was becoming more and more embarrassed, “Please take me inside, please,” I begged but no response. Then he put his arms around me again and kissed me. I put my arms around his neck and moved as close to him as I could. Then I heard a car coming down the road. “Oh my god… a car, take me inside, someone will see me.” But he stood still and held me. The car drove by without stopping. I felt him release the clasp on my bra and I shuttered. It was plain now to me that he intended to strip me naked outside. “Oh please take me inside.” I said. “Please” I was now very embarrassed, and wanted to hide from anyone but him. He held my clothes in one hand and then put his arms around me again.

His kisses were as tender and loving as I had ever known. I felt him moving his hands down my back, I squirmed a bit to slow him, but I knew what was next. His fingers went inside my panties and then started to pull them down. “I, I oh please no” I said, but he continued, until I was standing in front of him, outside, naked, The cool night air felt cold against my wet skin and he stepped back to look at me. I stood coy and embarrassed in front of him, and could feel the pee on my skin.

He put his arms around me and began kissing me again; I put my arms around his neck and stood naked next to him brushing my nude body against him. His kisses were so sweet that I became lost in his love.

My intoxication with him was halted when I heard a car pull into his drive way behind us. “Oh no its Mark and Tammy” I said “They can’t see me like this. Let me in the house now” I shouted. Will just stood there and said, “wait and see”.

Mark got out of the car and walked around to Tammy’s side, and I could see he had to unlock the door from the outside, strange but I had worse things to think about. I stood behind Will trying to hide myself while trying to grab my clothes from him.

Mark finally opened the door but Tammy would not get out of the car. I saw Mark pull on what looked like a leash and Tammy reluctantly got out of the car. She stood behind Mark and was also naked a black collar was around her neck and not a stitch of clothes on.

Mark walked towards us and pulled Tammy along by the collar, she resisted a bit but finally walked behind him trying to hide behind him as best she could. I hide behind Will, but realized soon that Mark would be close enough that he would see me naked. I started to cover myself with my hands, and then Will stepped aside so Mark could see me. I was so embarrassed I was blushing from head to toe I pushed Will to try to get behind him again, but that didn’t work so their I stood facing the house naked knowing that Mark was eyeing me up from behind.

Will was watching Mark and Tammy walk towards the house, and yelled his hellos to them. Mark yelled back as he got closer. They seemed to be having a great time at our expenses, but I couldn’t do anything about it. As our friends got closer I looked around and noticed that Tammy was wearing what appeared to be a very small white strap around her waist. As she came closer I saw that she was wearing a kotex and belt poor Tammy, not only was she stripped naked in front of my boy friend, but she was having her period too. I could see she was blushing bright red from what was happening, but was obediently following her guy.

Will turned to me and took me by the shoulders and wheeled me around so now I was facing Mark and Tammy as they walked up. As Mark got closer I felt him eyeing me up and down, Will did the same with Tammy. Both Tammy and I are shaved bare from our necks down, so there was no problem for Mark to see my womanhood clearly.

Mark started up the steps and noticed the puddle and asked, “what happened here?” Will was about to say something but stopped, and looked at me I was now bright red. Would he tell them what I had done? “Lisa would you tell our friends what this is about” he said. I was now almost tearing up, I felt betrayed, and exposed. “ I looked up at Will and whispered in his ear “don’t make me say it…please, don’t.” Will looked at Mark and said “well my little Lisa had a accident and pee’ed her pants, so I took them off her so they could be washed later, and then continued to strip her until well you see her now.” I was now more embarrassed than I have ever been. But looking at Tammy I noticed she was trying to hid behind Mark, and then he stepped aside to expose Tammy. She was blushing too, but all that was visible of her private parts were her tits, which were round and perfect. The pad she wore between her legs covered her vagina so Will could not see her most private parts.

Will, not having seen a belt and pad before (I wear tampons, which he has changed numerous times) walked to Tammy and looked carefully at the pad and belt. Tammy was clearly very embarrassed she moved to stand behind Mark, but that didn’t work, he just moved away. I saw Tammy move close to Mark, and she whispered something in his ear. He motioned to the grass, and said, “There will be fine. “ Tammy whimpered a bit and stayed standing beside Mark. “Well since our girls seem to be exposed, why don’t we have some fun.” said Will.

He took me in his arms and began kissing me again, I was very uncomfortable being naked and being fondled, but I started to melt in his arms again. Will kissed me so gently that I started to get excited. We sat in a big outside chair together (me in his lap) Wills hands made their way between my legs. I started to spread them instinctively. I had forgotten about our friends watching us. Will started softly stroking my clitoris. And I started pushing my hips towards him.

Tammy and Mark made their way the other large outside chair and she was seated on his lap too. From our position Will could see Tammy clearly. Mark slowly moved his hands over Tammy’s pad, and then began stroking her. You could see that Tammy was uncomfortable. I heard them talking and then Tammy got up off Marks lap. She walked about 10 feet from us and then moved behind a tall shrub. Mark said “Tammy out here where we can all watch.” I looked up to see Tammy slowly moving out from behind the shrub, and then she slowly started to pull down on the belt that was around her waist. “ Mark, please come here.” Tammy said, Mark walked over to Tammy, and put his arms around her. I saw his hands moving down Tammy’s back, he hooked the belt with his fingers and pulled down. The belt and attached pad that was now visibly stained red was on the ground between Tammy’s legs. He pulled her forward and she stepped out of the belt and pad, and left them lay on the grass. Mark walked behind Tammy took her by the shoulders and turned her facing the two of us on the chair. He slowly started to rub his fingers over her butt, and she started to blush “Mark, do I have to?” Tammy asked, “Yes Tammy when you are ready” “But I want you to tell all of us when you are ready to start understand?” “Yes Mark I do.” said Tammy.

Tammy was as bright red as I have ever seen her. She stood naked facing my boyfriend and me, with just a small stain of blood running down the inside of her legs, and then I heard her say, “ Will, Lisa I have to pee. Please watch me Mark wants you to watch me pee.” I could see that she was almost crying when she said this to us. Mark moved both hands around Tammy, placed them on either said of her vagina and pulled her open slightly. Tammy stated to pee, and sprayed pee at least two feet in front of her. She laid her head back onto Marks shoulder so she didn’t have to look at us watching her pee.

Mark held her upright until she was done; He then reached into his pocket and pulled out a small vibrator, and began slowly pushing it into Tammy. She naturally opened herself and took the vibrator inside her vagina, and Mark turned it on “Ohhh “ she moaned. We could see that Mark was now nearly holding her upright. He continued to excite her until she was pushing her hips towards the vibrator. I saw Mark whisper something into her ear. And then Tammy whimpered again.

I continued to push my hips until I was very excited and asked Will if he wanted me to cum. “Will, can I cum.” I asked. Will slowly kissed me and I moved to the next level of excitement. I pushed my hips again and again into Wills fingers “Will please darling may I cum.” “No darling” was all I heard.

Tammy was now so close I heard her ask Mark something then she cried out to Will and I “Please, Will, please oh please may I cum” Will responded with a swift “No Tammy not yet you are not to cum yet.”

I felt that I was now so close that I was going to cum no matter what my William told me, and I told him so. “Will, please let me cum I have to, I just have to” I felt him push his fingers into me and he moved to my g-spot, deep inside of me. I cried out and I pushed my hips towards his fingers.

At the same moment both Tammy and I bore down and begged our boyfriends if we could cum and they both looked into our eyes, and responded with “Yes my darling. Cum for me and I want to see you wet yourself” I started to cum and cum. I started to pee uncontrollably. Will looked up at Tammy and she too was cumming, she was pee’ing and her blood from her period was now flowing from her.

We both lay back in the chairs and were nearly asleep.

I awoke to the feeling of someone wiping me. I looked up and to my shock Mark was wiping my vagina with a soft wet washcloth. He spread my vaginal lips and wiped deep inside of me. He gently wiped me dry, and kissed me on the forehead.

I looked over to Tammy and saw Will doing the same to her. She was somewhat uncomfortable, and the cloth was showing the redness from her period. She was clearly not enjoying the cleaning, but could do little to stop it. Will pulled out a tampon from my purse, opened it and slowly interested it into Tammy. Tammy pushed her hips towards Will to make the insertion easier.

We both dressed and went into the house for a nights sleep.
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Rules byplayswithtoad©

We were supposed to be staying away from one another. I had broken the rules, you see. After six months of an affair with a man in an open marriage, I let him tear down the wall that had been my defense against romance for so long. I fell in love. My mistake. But it was his wife who decided the affair was too hot for it to fit inside the rules of their game. She demanded an abrupt end for him and me, and he acquiesced.

So we ended. After a long, tearful goodbye phone call and an entire bottle of wine, I felt empty. I thought this was actually a relationship that could last. Ridiculous, I know. But in the beginning, his wife had called me and given me permission to have him; she was planning to leave him, so I was welcome to him when she left in a few months. I was a little shocked at the time, listening to her rules: we were to do nothing in public, there should be no embarrassment for her, and their children should never know.

I wasn't really looking for a relationship, so these were easy rules for me, and I took her at her word. This was my first mistake. My second mistake was letting down my guard, letting him inside the wall I had built to keep others out. I loved him. And, now, she had changed her mind; it had to be over. I couldn't make sense of it. Why change the rules now? But he felt he needed to try to save his marriage, so there were no more phone calls, no more emails, no more chatting in the evenings online. No more sexy afternoon trysts during lunch hours. Instead there was utter silence and estrangement as we tried to abide by her new rules.

The distance between us was broken only by the committee meetings at work when we sat across conference tables from one another, valiantly trying to follow the discussion about budgets and policies. It was torture. I stole glances at him to see if he was watching me. When our eyes would meet, the tension was too great and our lines of vision would scatter around the room. I left quickly after each meeting; I couldn't bear the silence between us. I sometimes wondered what our colleagues at the meetings thought. There was a definite change in the interactions between the two of us, and I know I was less engaged in what business was happening.

I drove myself crazy over those few weeks apart, wondering about his thoughts: Was he thinking about me? About the last time he kissed me and used those lips on me to make me come? About the way he would watch me while he was inside me, waiting for me to look at him while I came? I had no idea what he thought. I just knew I was to stay away and keep the silence; those were the new rules we followed.

Until the day he called. Truly, it was a call about a business issue, but he could have called someone else. "How are you?" he asked.

"Not the best," I answered. He knew how I felt, knew I had allowed him inside my wall. I didn't want to punish him, but I didn't want to hurt all alone either. A long silence dragged on across the phone line. He got to the point of his call, and I gave him the information he needed, but I didn't want him to hang up. Maybe he didn't want to either; it was always disconcerting that I could never tell what he was feeling. So I told him my truth. "I miss you."

After a sigh, he said, "I know. I miss you, but it can't be helped." I knew his reasons, all of them good and just and so damn noble. How do you argue with noble? "I'm sorry," he said, his misery of being stuck between two women in his voice. God, how I wished he'd stop with the "sorry" mantra. I got it. And I didn't.

"How are things?" I asked, not really expecting him to tell me and not really sure I wanted to know. What I really wanted is for them to be miserable. Terrible. But that was my selfishness rearing its ugly head. So, I waited for him to find the words to tell me, bracing myself to hear how things were wonderful.

"Okay. Not great. Not terrible. The temperature in the house is normal, but there is no connection, no sharing, no touching." I wanted to shout, "Hallelujah!" But instead I found myself telling him I was sorry for that. He said, "I do miss our times together." I didn't answer that, and I told him I had to go. I would not let him hear me cry.

~~~

Two days later we have the first of 10 showcases to be held over the next month, and each department must attend to talk to potential clients about what we can offer them. I know he will be there setting up his presentation equipment. I don't have to do any set-up to speak of, so I wonder if I should stick my head in the door of the room he will be in to just say hello. What can it hurt? It's just hello, right? I answer my own questions by opening the door to his room a full 45 minutes before clients will arrive.

"Hi." Great opening line after not seeing him for six weeks. He doesn't look surprised to see me; he knows me far too well.

"Hi." Our eyes lock on one another for a few seconds. I think I can actually see the electricity in the air, but maybe that is just wishful thinking. "I wondered if you would come by to see me."

"It's not the smartest thing I've ever done, but I wanted to say hello." No. What I wanted to do was lock the door, kiss him, make him want me, feel his hands on my breasts. I stand there in the back of the room watching him set up. He asks me to sit down, so I sit in a chair against the back wall. I wait for him to say something, anything. Maybe he'll just ask me to leave. He completes his task and walks towards me. He turns a chair around so he is facing me and sits just out of reach. We look at each other in silence. "How are you?" I ask.

"Fine." The silence is uncomfortable for the first time ever between us. "I hoped you would come here." What do I say to that? Remember the rules: no talking, no email, no chats, no contact. But, you know, I didn't make those rules.

I said, "I'm glad you called the other day. I miss hearing your voice. ...I hate this, you know." He just looks away. "So, are things going well?" Aye yi yi -- I'm being so inane. But he tells me much of the same things he has said before. He has to try, he needs to feel he is giving her a fair shake, he needs to be there for his children, and on and on it goes. Eventually, he just stops talking and looks at me. I just look back.

I pretend to look at the time and stand up to make an exit as if I need to be somewhere. Suddenly, he stands up and in two steps reaches me as I back into the wall. He places his hands on the wall on either side of my head and pushes against me. He has me locked against the wall with his body as he just looks at me. He says, "This is a bad idea," and he leans down to kiss me. I want to put up my hands, stop him from breaking through the crumbly wall I have been trying to rebuild after he left. But I find myself kissing him back.

He leaned his body into mine, pinning me against the wall. I love the way his body presses against me, and I can feel his desire build. My hands go to his sides and then around him to pull him closer. He pulls his mouth from mine to look at me, and both of us are breathing a bit harder. His hand moves to my breast and begins to touch me the way I like, but then he stops, asking with his eyes if I want him to stop. I answer by leaning in to kiss him again.

Oh, how I have missed his hands on me. He begins to unbutton my blouse to get access to skin. I have his shirt fisted into my hands, yearning for his touch. The first feel of his skin on my breast is exquisite. He runs his fingers over my nipple, watching my face for the response he can feel in his hands. He pulls my bra out of the way and covers my nipple with his mouth. His tongue sucks on the hard tip, causing ripples to extend down my body where I feel it deep in my pussy. I feel myself grow wet as he squeezes my breasts and entertains my nipples with his tongue.

Oh, how I want this. I move my hands down and grab his ass, pulling us hip to hip. He puts his hands on either side of my head, holding my face as he kisses me, his tongue ravishing my mouth. I move my hand to the front of his trousers where I rub my hand over the proof of his wanting. I hear a groan escape from his throat, so I wrap my hand around his cock and squeeze. He pulls his head back from me and looks into my eyes.

"We really shouldn't be doing this, especially here," he says. I nod since I'm not sure my voice will work. I continue to massage him and watch his eyes grow darker. He glances at the clock, and then walks away from me but only far enough to lock the door. I smile at him, and while he watches, I remove my panties. He smiles back at me as I lean against the wall waiting to see what he has in mind. He moves a chair to the corner of the room adjacent to the door. No one who looks in the window will see anything. He holds his hand out to me, and I go to him. He kisses me again, and I smile against his mouth.

"How are we going to do this?" I ask.

"Quietly," he says. I laugh at that, knowing how difficult that can be for me. He kisses me again, and both of our hands begin un-belting and unbuttoning his pants. As he lowers them, I fall to my knees to take him in my mouth. Oh, how I love the groan he makes as I take his cock into my mouth. I love to feel him grow harder and harder against my tongue. "I could let you do that all day," he says, "but we don't have the time right now."

He pulls my head away from him and sits on the chair. I want to feel him inside me, so I stand to straddle him. Slowly, I lower myself onto his cock. Oh, how wonderful it feels to have him inside me. For a moment we just look at each other, knowing the risk we are taking but not caring. I begin to slide my hips back and forth, taking my pleasure from him. His hands go to my breasts, and he runs his thumbs over my nipples. I gasp and moan, so he covers my mouth with his. "Quietly, remember?" he asks against my lips.

I nod and look into his eyes as I begin to move faster. His cock is so hard, and I am so wet. It doesn't take long until I know I'm close. "I'm going to come for you, Baby," I tell him. I start to close my eyes, and he says, "Look at me." I am staring into his eyes as I come. I'm breathing so fast now. He smiles at me, and I move in to kiss him hard. I love feeling his tongue in my mouth. I can't kiss him for long because I can't catch my breath. He grabs my ass with his hands and pulls me towards him hard several times, and then says, "My turn." He pulls my pussy snug against him, and I feel his cock jump inside me. He empties himself inside me, while I kiss him.

We sit, joined together, for a few minutes, my forehead against his. We know we have to pull ourselves together; we each have clients to see in just a few minutes. I stand up and find my panties. We each take a few minutes to pull ourselves together. It's quiet as he moves the chair back into the row with the others, the room straight again, as if nothing happened. I think the room is the only thing that seems as if nothing happened. "You know we broke all the rules," I say to his back. My voice shakes. I'm afraid the rules will be back, and that I will lose him again to the silence.

He turns and looks at me. A smile softens his face. "I was never one for rules anyway."