Friday, 10 April 2009

one day of summer water sports

In the summer of 1985, I went out for a few months with a really nice guy who was about 50 years old and who owned a lovely house near Farnham in surrey, he was quite wealthy and the house was, for me, very exciting as no other houses or gardens overlooked it, so you could do what you liked in the big garden which was completely private and surrounded by trees and woodland!

I was 33 years old at the time and we were having a very raunchy affair with lots of sex. I used to go down and spend weekends with him and would be ‘dress’ all the time, wearing different fetish outfits as well as my everyday clothes, to play sex games and try and turn him on. One weekend in the summer we were being domestic in the garden, doing weeding and general clearing up which was both therapeutic and fun.

He worked for a large company and spent most of the week travelling to Europe so our weekends together were precious for him and delicious for me as I was treated so well I felt like a princess!

On a previous occasion, I had had lots to drink and was wearing a light summer dress and never made it to the loo and I wet myself by accident and it had really turned him on. He got so excited feeling my wet knickers that he had literally taken me there and then and he had cum in moments. He said that for some reason ‘water sports’ had always made him rigid with lust and made his orgasms very intense. I had no big feelings about it one way or the other, it had never really appealed but his lust and excitement was infectious and that turned me on more than anything else

This time it occurred to me that being outside in the garden might be a sexy opportunity to ‘get wet’ again, knowing it was something that was something of a sexual treat for him!

At that time I was physically very slim and toned and I had been wearing a little pink sleeveless t-shirt over a white lacy bra and some small lacy white knickers and a short pleated skirt over the top.
I wore short pink bobby socks and some pink high heel strappies, with my long tanned legs and firm flat stomach I was pretty as a picture. I was really quite passionate about him and was using all my charms at every opportunity to turn him on and provoke his cock into swelling for me during our weekends together.

In response to my affection and attention, I was given some wonderful love-making and I really enjoyed his passion and lust for me.
On this particular day, it was really warm and sunny and I had built up a nice all over tan, which showed of my body nicely especially my bottom cheeks which were smooth and firm and nicely tanned.
I said to Chris that I was going to change into something interesting! he knew this usually meant him having a pleasant time as a result, with me showing off in front of him until I managed to get his long, fat, cock buried deeply in my pussy, so he had no objections!
I went up to our bedroom and after rummaging around in the chest of draws I used for my clothes. I put together a collection of clothing. First of all I put on a small cotton thong followed by a second pair of panties, then a third, then over that I put on a white lycra body with a crotch fastening, then over that a pair of lycra ‘control-panties’ which were very feminine but also very tight! from Marks & Spencer. They were cut high on the thigh and kept everything between my legs tightly pulled in and very restricted.

Over these layers, I finally slipped into a pair of very pretty high waisted, white lace knickers, on top I wore a little sleeveless t-shirt over the lycra body and finished off with a short white mini-skirt. Then went back out into the garden and started by drinking a couple of very large glasses of grapefruit squash.

I kissed Chris long and hard, then started my own special version of gardening, which was to try to get next to him or in front of him and make sure that as I bent over the garden beds, he had a detailed view of my bottom encased in layers of knickers with my thighs spread wide.

I also kept brushing my hands against his crutch giving him slow, firm feels of the outline of his swelling cock through his trousers, which by now had a large mud stains in the exact outline from my hands on his cock. We were both getting turned on and very worked up and at one point, he came behind me on all fours and licked the soft skin on the inside of my thighs next to the hem of my knickers and I nearly succumbed with the sensual pleasure his tongue gave me licking that delicate skin, but instead I turned around and gently pushed his head away and said “you’ll have to wait a little longer!”

I carried on drinking the large glasses of juice and tried to be provocative as I could as I was drinking, letting some juice dribble out of my mouth and down my t-shirt in front of him, leaving a dark stain as the juice soaked into the fabric. The whole thing was a game but a very sexy sensuous game and because of the hot summer afternoon it was very languorous and consequently highly erotic. I felt the tip of my clit get stickier and stickier as drops of pre-cum were spreading around my crotch.

Then I started to feel a building urge to pee, I said to Chris I think I need to pee but I’m going to hang on as long as I can and I might even just have to pee here in the garden. He understood the game I was playing and joined in. He held me to him and gave me a long, long, kiss, pushing his tongue eagerly into my soft mouth, at the same time he pushed his hand gently against my lower tummy knowing that it would put pressure on my bladder and make the urge to pee even stronger.

He brought me another big glass of squash and stood over me while making me drink it all, I left some squash in my mouth and kissed him while dribbling it out of the sides of my lips and let dribble onto and soak the front of his shirt.

My little clit was now hard and pushing itself erect inside the tight fabric cocoon of my panties. More of my sex juice leaked out in my excitement and spread around the hot sticky confines of my underwear. As I moved around my clit was sliding against the fabric and the sensitive skin of the pink tip tingled and sent flashes of electricity into my crotch and stabbed my belly with an electric pleasure.

The pressure in my bladder was now building up to an unbearable level, so I slowly bent from the waist in front of Chris and placed his hand between my legs. The urge got stronger and I let myself relax enough to let out a short but strong stream of warm pee. I felt the heat immediately spread throughout the fabric of my panties and making them heavy and waterlogged. Chris’s moved his fingers and rubbed around my crotch as the pee seeped through and he eagerly fingered the spreading dampness.

He then said he wanted to watch more closely and see me pee down the insides of my thighs and legs. He knelt behind me and again licked the skin around the inside of my crotch making me shiver and moan and I let loose another short stream. By now the fabric of my panties was becoming completely waterlogged and it began to pour gently out from inside the panty-leg hemlines and began trickling in warm thin streams down my thighs, while Chris gently licked the droplets up with loud slurping noises!

By now his blood was up and he pulled me over to a garden chair and sat down; reaching under my skirt, he grasped the cheeks of my bottom and pulled them towards him, sitting me firmly in his lap. He then held my jaw and pulled my lips to his and started kissing me passionately whilst running his hands all over my body, pushing his fingers in my mouth so I could get a little taste of my own pee. I suddenly felt the sugary early orgasmic waves flush through my pelvis and I relaxed again and let out another gush of hot pee, this time it poured out of my clothes onto his lap, soaking his trousers and making the lower part of his shirt dark with a large damp patch.

By now we were both getting very aroused and I was aching to have him take me and penetrate my wet body. I could feel his cock was now rigid and pushing his trousers up in a dome of lust. He gently grabbed my arms and pushed me off his lap and onto the grass on all fours and then moved to lay under me, on his back, with his face between my legs. I started to gush again, this time little drips from the gusset of my knickers splashed onto his face and neck making his face glisten and making his hair wet.

I looked back down between my legs, holding my skirt up with one hand, so I see the expression on his face as I gently soaked him beneath me. Then he could wait no longer and I sensed that the time had come when he needed to possess me. He quickly slid out from underneath me and with me still on all fours, knelt behind me. He kept running his hands all over my thighs and my, by now, soaking wet panties. He pulled the hem of my skirt up over my back and slowly pulled the soaking wet panties, one by one, layer by layer down over the smooth mound of my buttocks. He had difficulty in revealing my sex because they were so tight and wet, He slid them as far as he could down my legs, so they formed a sort of thick band of white lace around my thighs.

My bladder was now still very full and after the wonderful sense of release as he un-peeled all my underwear, he came to the final pair which were drenched in pee and straining under the pressure from my glistening clit. By now he had pulled his own lovely fat cock out and was rubbing the tip frantically against my pussy-hole making it wet and sticky with his juice.

I have to say that this was a while before AIDs epidemic and consequently I had no compunction but to push back onto bare hot sticky head of his cock until I felt it press hard into the open the puckered muscle ring of my pussy. For a moment he paused and I relaxed my belly and held the cheeks of my bottom apart to help him gain access to me. The pressure built and built, then I felt myself open and the distended head of his cock opened my up and I felt the hard ridge where it joined the shaft, slip suddenly through my only defence, stretching the tight entrance to my pussy into an accommodating ‘O’ shape that mirrored the round thickness of his phallus. Then he was inside me and sliding smoothly and easily into my body, with each after inch of him disappearing into the warm soft depths of my belly.

As he slid into me the pressure of his cock filling me up inside, pushed against my bladder and made me gush pee in continual short spurts. He was humped over my back, with one hand on the ground to support himself, he reached between my thighs and held my clit with his other hand, rubbing his fingers firmly over the tip so my pee streamed between his fingers and ran up his forearm.

As the pressure in my bladder eased, I felt my juice rising from between my legs and the tingling start of an orgasm began to take hold of my body. At the same time I felt his cock suddenly swelling, getting fatter and longer with each thrust of his hips. His whole being was arched into a muscular pumping action as he tried to push himself further and further into me. My pussy was completely relaxed and open letting him push every inch into me and almost sucking him with my pussy muscles to milk the fabulous sex that was thrusting wetly in and out.

Now his climax was getting closer, he was very hard inside me and it was one of those rare occasions when we both started to release our orgasms together, moving together like a single wet and hot body, fused by our longing to fill and be filled. I started to pulse juice all over his wet hand and he suddenly burst and ferociously squirted, what felt like gallons of creamy spunk into my belly, with each squirt he pushed deep and hard ensuring that his spunk was pushed right up inside my body. I could feel all the ejaculating pulses as the thrusting of his cock became smoother inside lubricated with the surrounding and copious sticky semen.

We then both collapsed onto the lawn with his cock still fat and turgid and lying buried inside me, with both our thighs and crotches wet with my pee. My skirt and t-shirt were drenched and his trousers and polo shirt were soaked through. We stayed lying on the grass in the sunshine like that for about ten minutes; then he slowly pulled his cock out of my hole with a wet sloppy, plop and to my surprise let out a large strong stream of pee all over my tummy and clit giving me a complete hot shower, it went everywhere, dribbling between my legs and running into the crack of my bottom, it was utterly gorgeous and when he finished I rolled on top of him and kissed him long and hard again.

Finally we stripped all our wet clothing off and wandered back to the house for a nice joint shower, leaving a trail of our clothes in the garden leading to the back door. He was a lovely man and I went out with him for about ten months but that afternoon was one of the most intense sexual experiences I had with him.


greenhawk46 said...

you are sooo sexy, love how erotic that story was, got me hard, I'd love to be in you, too. Except, I'd have taken you in my mouth as well

Cap'n Bob said...

What an interesting adventure hunni.....I'd LOVE to do that with you too!!! Great photo for this post, BTW - you KNOW how much I love seeing you in white hose! ;)