Oh Heels

This is a short, late, addition to the series. Part 5 described our first experiment with watersports -- over three years ago -- and there have been a few other experiments in between. One or two in the bathroom, and a couple outdoors when we were on holiday, but there has been a long gap when we didn't indulge.

However, we both find it quite horny, and I have written other stories with this as a theme, like "Red's Golden Holiday," and "Unquenchable," and we've found that even imaginary pee sex has often led to some sizzling hot sex.

The idea of having another real experience was persistent though, so we got advice from our kinky Literotica friends, GayKat and the Black Queen, about how we could do it in the bedroom, and this story describes what happened. It was initially written especially, just for them.

I realise this kink is not for everyone, so if you are not into it, please skip. Other lesbian sex stories will follow soon.

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My girlfriend Suzy and I talk about pee sex a lot. It often features in lewd little comments we make to each other, and if we watch porn - which we sometimes do when we are trying to stoke up some serious pre-sex arousal - we often watch some too.

I love watching girls do it to each other, especially when they look like they are really into it. There's something incredibly horny about a couple of girls sharing their pee like they can't get enough of it.

Mind you, finding porn like that can be a challenge. Although there is a lot of lesbian pee sex online, it can be annoyingly difficult to avoid men (ugh), or other kinks and fetishes like feet sex (yawn) sadism (ugh), or even scat (triple ugh, with an eeew for good measure).

Despite various searches over a period of time, we haven't yet found a site that features consensual lesbian pee sex and ONLY consensual lesbian pee sex. We keep looking, but it's a risky business; you have to be very careful not to stumble on some really off-putting scenes. They say 99% of porn is made for men. Is that what men want to see? Really?

The strange thing was, we were finding some and watching it, but we weren't actually doing it. Much.

I think there are two or three things which act as inhibitors. Our first experience of it was in my living room, where the sofa is leather, and I have a wood laminate floor. It was just a matter of moving the rug and using lots of towels, but it was still pretty messy.

The bathroom is a good place for it, but it always seems a bit clinical and uncomfortable to me. It's not really pleasant to lie down on a cold tile floor, or even in the bath, while your partner pees on you. I thought it spoiled the sensuality of it.

Outdoors can be good, somewhere warm, by a swimming pool, or on the beach (if you can put up with the sand) but we wanted to have another try, and it was February... In the UK... Outdoors? No thanks.

'In bed is the best place,' Suzy always said, '...but we'd have to take precautions.'

We didn't do anything at first, but the idea wouldn't go away and that was when we took advice from Kat and Queen, who are much more experienced (thank you).

We realised that the solution was twofold; impermeability and absorption, so off we went to our local IKEA, and returned with a waterproof cover which completely encased the mattress, and a mattress pad, which was quite thick and absorbent but claimed to be machine washable. A few cheap towels to supplement the absorbency, and an "unbreakable" drink set of four glasses and a juice jug completed our rather weird shopping list.

I'm sure the woman at checkout gave us a rather peculiar look and a little smirk as she scanned the items, perhaps putting two and two together and making five... Or maybe three -- she was quite tasty, and I noticed her nipple bumps were showing through her IKEA shirt. I could definitely have gone for a wet threesome with her.

Anyway, we got home, stripped the bed and put on the waterproof cover. The mattress is also from IKEA so it fitted like a glove. We added the mattress pad, and then an old blanket, and then made the bed as usual. It was getting amazingly exciting.

I always find the preparations for, and anticipation of, premeditated sex incredibly arousing, and this was something especially naughty, so it was even more horny than usual.

We were drinking a lot, to ensure a good supply of liquid gold, and we made sure there were lots of drinks available in the bedroom, to keep ourselves topped up, as it were.

'Shall we put on lingerie?' I said. 'Make it even more porny?'

'Oo, what a good idea,' said Suzy. 'Just stockings and suspenders, eh?'

We started rooting in our shared underwear drawer, and selected our hosiery. Suzy chose a pair of very sheer cream stockings with a matching suspender belt, while I went for a wicked pair of black hold-ups with super-wide lacy welts.

We stripped and watched each other putting them on -- guaranteed to get me hot between the legs -- then lay on our newly-impervious bed drinking diluted fruit juice and just revelling in sexual anticipation.

My arousal was already through the roof, but Suzy suggested watching 'a bit of lezzy pissing, to get us in the mood.' To get us in the mood?? That stage was long past. I'd been 'in the mood' since the checkout at IKEA and the girl with the nipple bumps.

I was happy to resist a little longer and indulge her though. Suzy is much more of a porn-fiend than I am. Before I met her, I'd only occasionally indulged, but she was really into it, and had been using it to supplement her sex life 'since I discovered it in my teens.'

She actually has a collection of favourite films on USB sticks and she delved into her bag for one she'd brought with her specially. We connected her laptop to my bedroom TV, and settled back to watch.

'This is one of my favourites,' she said, as she navigated to it, and I was quite intrigued to see what was in store. It wasn't quite what I expected.

I was anticipating busty pornstars in lingerie, but no. The film was called "Drunk on Love," and it featured two women in (I'd guess) their early 20s. They were pretty girls, but not really beautiful, and they were completely naked. No lingerie, and not even make up. Their bodies were average; not particularly busty or tall or anything (in fact, Suzy and I both have better bodies) but it was the action - and most importantly the way they seemed to be full of lust and libido for each other -- that made it so compelling.

The film started with the usual kissing, which was a nice intro, with lots of messy tongue action, but quickly moved onto the most amazingly lewd lesbian sex. There was lots of oral sex, queening and face-fucking, and they took turns, over and over again, to pee in each other's mouths and over each other's faces. There was real swallowing -- none of that off-putting spitting -- and the most lurid close ups of tongue-fucking I'd ever seen. They just couldn't get enough.

I was a little stunned as I lay there fingering myself. God, I was so wet, and already making a mess of the bed before I'd done any peeing at all.

Suzy was also finger-fucking herself, and she looked at me and said, 'Hot, isn't it?'

I just groaned, 'Fckn hell...'

I looked at her deft fingers, smoothly sliding between her glistening wet lips, and I was distracted even from the lurid scenes on the screen. I turned my body around to get a closer look, and brought my face closer.

She stopped her wanking and gave me her fingers to taste, and I was transported. I love her tasty cream. Suddenly, a fountain of pee erupted from her pussy, and with no hesitation at all, I was there, drinking from the source as her hot piss jetted up into my mouth. She gasped, 'Oh fff...' as the fountain splashed up across my cheek and into my hair.

Obviously thinking about not wasting to much pee, she stopped her stream, but I was suddenly insatiable, and I forced my head down between her legs to suck up the pool that had gathered there, before it soaked into the mattress pad.

I turned my head sideways and began eating her, savouring the feel of her wet pubes and revelling in the hot, pissy taste of her slippery flesh. My arousal soared. I was really into this.

I loved the combination of her musky juice and the drier, more piquant flavour of her pee, and I gorged myself on her exquisitely slippery pussy lips. So sexually delicious.

She brought her arm up between my legs and around my thigh, pulling me towards her and into a 69 position, straddling her face. I had a bladder full of pee ready for her, and it wasn't easy to control, but I managed to let her have just a bit. Just a small trickle, straight into her waiting mouth, making her gasp and gurgle a little.

I felt her tongue, feverishly lapping at my lips and clit, and I continued my eager gorging on her succulent sex until I could sense our pent-up orgasms unstoppably rushing towards us.

We were both groaning esuriently, like we'd been starved and then suddenly given a gourmet meal, and our climaxes burst upon us like a carnal eruption. A jet of hot pee spurted into my mouth, and I just relaxed and let my flood go, making her gag and choke.

It was an extraordinary feeling, and I lapped eagerly at her stream as it dwindled. Her piss was suddenly nectarous though, and I wanted more, and more, and more.

As we gradually subsided, she turned her head right and left to kiss my stocking tops, and I did the same to hers, just revelling in the sheer eroticism of wet lingerie.

I rolled off her and turned to lie beside her. We were lying in a damp mess of pissy sheets, but we didn't care. We were now on a high plateau of arousal and abandon, and everything felt wonderful and sensuous.

I noticed that the girls on the screen were still fucking each other senseless, enjoying their umpteenth queening -- my God they were insatiable -- but even if they'd had real orgasms, they'd have to go some to match the ones we had just enjoyed.

We lay and drank water for a while, to keep ourselves hydrated, then turned to kissing. It was a delicious, pissy kiss and our arousal immediately rekindled. There was a super close up of a tongue spearing between wet pussy lips on the screen, and Suzy said, 'Queen me, babe. I want to tongue fuck you..'

Well I wasn't going to turn that down, was I? I love to queen her. It feels so gloriously domme -- especially in stockings somehow - and she loves it. Mind you, I love it the other way round too, and I still had that to look forward to.

I got up, straddled her, then walked on my knees up to her face. I positioned myself over her mouth, and she stuck out her tongue, ready for me to sink down on, but I managed to give her another little spurt of pee first, before enveloping her in my sapid flesh.

She choked a little as she tried to swallow the unexpected pee shot, but an almighty gulp got it down, and then her talented tongue got to work on bringing me up to orgasm again. She has an inimitable way of using her tongue and her nose in tandem, licking, drubbing and nuzzling, and my pussy loves it. I was soon on my way to heaven again.

I was still building up to a big rush of pee when I came, and I was aiming to make it a spectacular peegasm - a super squirt for her to drown in - and just the thought of that was enough to get my juices flowing very nicely. My orgasmic thrum was building inside me, filling me with a lascivious lust as my bladder filled with more golden rain.

Suzy kept up a wonderful rhythm with tongue and nose, lifting me up, through layers of exquisite arousal, until my climax accelerated in an unstoppable rush of sexual endorphins and overwhelmed me.

The moment of release was sublime, an explosive outpouring of sexual abandon, and I came in a hot waterfall of spurting, dribbling liquids.

Suzy's hand was a blur, frigging her pussy mercilessly as she lay in my 'gasmic flood, gasping 'Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah...' between desperate swallowing and gagging.

Finally, my orgasm was spent, and I rolled over to lie beside her again in our squishy pee bed.

'Oh God, that was so fucking hot,' she said, as I lay next to her, licking my salty, musky secretions from her face with a salacious relish.

'Mmm, it was, wasn't it?' I murmured. 'Now it's your turn, but I want a standing one.'

She knows I love it when she stands over me and fucks my face with lewd, languid thrusts, rolling her hips, grinding her pubes into my nose, and making me smooch with her pussy lips. This time though, there was going to be a little bit of extra sauce, and I was thrilled by the anticipation of that.

We spread towels on the floor and I sat on them, leaning back against the bed. I tossed my hair back onto the bed behind me, not caring that it would get all pissy. In fact, I wanted it to get all pissy because being covered in piss was suddenly the best thing in the world.

She stood in front of me, astride my legs, with her hands on her hips, and I looked up at her wonderful form. There's always a pause when she does this. A nice little moment to savour the anticipation. She says she loves seeing me sitting there, all submissive, and like the feeling of looking up at her, just waiting for her to fuck me. Although I love queening her, I also get a kick out of being dominated by her like this.

She stepped closer, and I shuffled my bum forward, to get my head lower, until I was between her legs. Her pussy was right there, so close I could feel it's heat, and the heady aroma of hot, musky, pissy pussy was intense and sublime.

'Kiss my legs,' she said, and I turned my head again to kiss those wet nylons. A wonderful feeling on my lips. Kind of harsh, yet smooth. It sounds like a contradiction, but if you've ever kissed a wet stocking top you'll know what I mean.

I turned back to face her pussy, and she smiled down at me as she gently parted her lips and pushed herself forward into my face. Her flesh was hot and sapid, and oily with her fluids, and I held my tongue out flat so she could rub her lips over it, giving me the full benefit of all that flavour.

She started her slow, gyrating dance, rolling her hips and thrusting her pelvis forward, until my entire visage was coated in her lubricious honey, from ear to ear, and from chinpoint to hairline.

She groaned, a long sustained groan, like a cat growling, and she closed her eyes to concentrate on the pure sensation of riding my face, and her dance gradually became faster and more urgent as her hedonistic exhilaration soared.

Suddenly, she stopped and pulled back. 'Open your mouth,' she said, bossily, and of course I did so. I knew what was coming, but it was still a bit of a shock when her incredibly hot stream of piss blasted into my throat. I swallowed, but my mouth overflowed almost instantly, and piss cascaded down over my boobs to where my hand was fervidly frigging my pussy. My God she'd been saving this up for me!

She had plenty still to come, and she stepped back, pulling up on her clit hood with a finger, stretching her flesh to play the jet from side to side, breathtakingly, over my face, hosing me mercilessly and making me gasp with the exquisite shock of it, then she stepped back again to sluice my tits and stomach.

The jet of hot liquid felt amazing as it swept across my nipples, and I gasped out 'Oh my God, that's so hot,' as my wanking hand went faster and faster, pumping my fingers in and out of my pussy and squelching rudely as her pee poured down over it.

She stopped the stream before it dwindled, but she wasn't finished yet. She straddled my hips and said, 'Part your lips,' then she let another stream go, straight down onto my spread pussy. Wow. What a sensation. Of course, I've got myself off with the shower loads of times, but this was even better. It was a hot stream of Suzy's pee, and the way it splattered heavily on my clit was just divine.

I wanted it to go on and on until I came, but of course that was impossible. The stream dwindled to nothing and I went back to wanking myself frenziedly until I drove myself to a howling orgasm.

Suzy was also frigging herself wildly now, and as her orgasm approached she stepped back up to my face to give me a stunning close up of her climax, her fingers a blur on her clit as her grey-white orgasm juice trickled out of her over my chin and dripped down my cleavage. Then she pulled my head against her and I lapped up her delicious dribbles as jerky aftershocks bumped my face over and over.

Finally, we were spent, and we flopped on the marshy wet bed. The bedroom was a steamy mass of wet sheets and towels, and the powerful aroma of piss and hot pussies suddenly became unpleasant. Strange how that happens. Just a few minutes ago it was overpoweringly hot and horny.

We gathered up the damp towels, took off our wet stockings, and stripped the bed. The precautions we'd taken had worked a treat: The mattress was bone dry and pristine, but we had a mountain of pissy laundry. The washing machine was going to have at least three or four heavy loads to do, but that could wait until tomorrow. We dumped the wet pile in the utility room and headed for the shower.

So, what's the verdict on pee sex? I think this was our best yet. It's definitely better in bed, though it's probably a good thing my bedroom is not carpeted. The clear up afterwards is a bit of a pain, but with a little preparation it's not disastrous.

Pissing on each other is incredibly lewd, and there are some fantastic sensations above and beyond "normal" sex. It always startles me how hot pee is, straight from the source, and I'm amazed how much I get into drinking it. The first taste is always a bit of a shock, but it quickly becomes addictive. Maybe the most moreish drink I've ever had.

We both had fantastic orgasms, and spent the best part of an hour in that heart-thumping, hair-prickling state of arousal - you know what I mean...

I think we'll do it again.