She thought about the night ahead as she walked from the bathroom, fresh from the bathwater her husband had used earlier. She recalled what he had said about ‘putting away the fishing pole’ but his message had been received. Tonight, she hoped to deliver the biggest fish he had ever caught, so to speak. She knew what he liked and how he liked it, but could she pull it off. He kept insisting that she could, that her role-playing would be erotically effective. All she needed was confidence in her so-called acting ability. She had ventured into that water recently but never to the extent demanded by tonight’s presentation. ‘Confidence’ she thought….’Confidence’.
She pulled on her fishnet bodystocking and applied some perfume and bright red lipstick. Then she sat on the bed to put on her shoes. ‘Why the fucking shoes?’ she thought, never understanding hat he saw in them. As she bent forward to pull the first one on she felt her bladder signal. ‘I don’t know if I can make it’ she thought. It would be another few hours before she would make love. Could she hold it that long? But she couldn’t go now. She hadn’t been to the bathroom in several hours and hadn’t been drinking much that day, so she knew her pee would be strong, the way he preferred it. And if she could hold it now, there would be plenty for later. She finished putting on the stupid sandals and headed for the basement.
He sat on the couch in his usual spot and appeared unsuspecting. His cock jumped to life at the sight of her. She told him that ‘tonight was the night’ and that he should get ready for a thrill, but first they had to get stoned. They returned to the couch and got comfortable to watch a movie. She kicked up her feet on his lap so he could enjoy the look he craved for so much. The red nail polish on her pretty toes shone thru the stockings and sandals and turned him on even more, prompting him to slip a shoe off and caress the netted toes with his lips. She was very stoned now and tried to further relax, but her bladder pressure was increasing. Determined to hold out, she turned on her side, crossing her legs and invited him closer to tickle her back. She drank heavily on her gingerale just to be sure.
Finally the movie was done and she felt her bladder would explode. It was show time. Things started out normally, with him sucking her breasts and lightly fingering her clit. It was difficult with her urge to pee, but she managed. As he decended to eat her pussy, she told him to go easy as she needed to pee badly. Of course, this turned him on tremendously. He licked her slowly, but she could not take it long. She brought him back to her breasts and started telling him how she planned on pissing in his mouth and so on, the way she had been doing recently. Soon, he was standing and she, on her knees, sucking deeply on his throbbing dick, reminding him constantly about her own throbbing bladder. The cocksucking went on until she thought she would wet herself. Finally she could wait no more. It was time to take role playing to the next level.
She ordered him to lay on the floor and walked beside him. Looking down she primed his horniness by asking him if he liked to drink piss. His cock jumped in response. She taunted him with phrases like ‘oh yeah, you like piss don’t you’ and ‘bet you’d love it if I pissed in your mouth right now’ and more. As she spoke, she walked slowly around him. Occasionally, she touched his dick with her sandaled foot to give him a thrill. Then she described to him how she was now going to stand over his mouth and spread her lips wide and fill his open mouth with piss. Then she positioned herself with her shoes on either side of his head and crouched down. With her pussy inches from his mouth she reached down and spread her lips as wide as she could. She then commanded him to open his mouth wide. Instantly her pee gushed out and a torrent streamed into his mouth, quickly filling it. It was such a relief she had trouble stopping the flow again, but squeezed hard and stopped. ‘Now drink my piss’, she commanded, ‘and open wide again’. He held that first mouthful briefly and tasted its flavor. It was both rich and salty, the flavor of her he had come to appreciate and enjoy. He gulped it down and responded with a loud Mmmmm before opening wide for the next pleasurable squirt from her lover’s wide open pussy. She repeated this 5 or 6 times before she felt enough relief from the pressure to comfortable stop, although she was far from empty.
‘Suck me dry!’ she then commanded and when he had done so, she lifted herself up. She asked him how he liked that and then informed him that she as not done yet and that he better be plenty thirsty still. She got on her knees and went for his cock then, giving him uncountable more waves of pleasure. She lay on her back and pulled him on top in 69. She gobbled his dick to the hilt over and over, throwing out piss talk in between deep sucks. Then he as back on the floor on his back again. She turned and then her breasts were at his lips again. She switched him back and forth from nipple to nipple, telling him that is was time to drink some more piss. Her bladder was aching again and this time, she was going to completely empty it into his waiting mouth. This time she got into the standard 69 pissing position and settled her cunt onto his mouth. It took a little coaxing to get her piss going again, so she ordered him to lie still and open his mouth without moving. He could feel her body thrusting as she pushed. Her efforts produced a hard stream that shot to the back of his mouth. She found her rhythm and with unexpected great pleasure, emptied the rest of her piss into his mouth, all of which he greedily drank. Much to his delight, she paused at the end, telling him to wait while she made sure she was done. In a moment she was able to produce 3 more good long squirts. Finally she acknowledged she as done. It was her turn now. She got her vibrator and they fucked until she had come enough to satisfy herself. A little more piss talk and he blew his load thru the roof. They collapsed into an exhausted pile.
It was days before she got the nerve to ask about her performance the other night. In retrospect, it wasn’t that difficult, assuming she did all right. If he showed genuine approval of her first real attempt at role-playing, then future reenactments would certainly be possible. Without hesitation, he proclaimed that she was superb and he was thrilled to be able to share this fantasy with her and have her fulfill it in such a satisfying fashion. Her response was restrained, in keeping with her whole ‘that’s disgusting’ attitude towards golden showers in general, but inside she was excited to know she now had this wonderful new tool in her sexual toolbox of pleasures.