Lovely old piss lady

 

I was despairing of ever finding an old lady with a deeply perverted water sports fetish like myself.  That was until I introduced myself to my new neighbour who was an elderly lady of must have been at least 70  who, at first glance, was very prim a proper.

Sally said she was new to the area and asked me if I could show her points of interest.

Over the week, we got to know each other quite well and one thing I really noticed was that she hardly ever went for a pee.  Whereas most old ladies could pee every half hour, Sally could hold out for hours.

That was until we were taking a stroll in a secluded part of the local wood.

‘Oh Keith, I don’t know how to say this, but I am bursting and need to pee, would you be a dear and keep an eye open for any passers-by whilst I  go’.

She didn’t even bother to go behind a tree but brazenly lifted up her skirt in front of me, pulled her fat hairy fat cunt lips apart, and literally pissed herself.

Of course I immediately got a hard on and it stood out like a flagpole.

‘Keith, from what I see, you like watching me. Do you like piss play?’

‘Sally, I like more than watching. I am devoted piss lover and have waited a long, long time to find a soulmate like you.’

‘Oh that’s just fabulous .  Come here and give me  a nice piss fuck’.

Backing up to a tree she quickly opened my fly and got my hard 7-inch piece of meat out and opening her legs, guided it into her piss wet cunt.

‘Oh yes, I have really missed a nice cock up my cunt, Keith. Oh yes, harder my lovely boy. Stick it all the way up my cunt’

I must have been fucking her for a good five minutes and was about to shoot thick wads of spunk when she hollered ‘  Of fuck I’m cumming.  Give me your lovely spunk juice Keith’.

With my cock still up her fanny and now going limp, I started to piss up her and she fucking loved it, letting it drip down her legs mixed with spunk. After pulling out, she then had another big piss.

‘Oh Keith, that was divine. I think we are going to be great piss mates.

The following week she came round to my place I was chatting to her about something once, and gave her a cheeky answer, and that I'd be no good to her as I felt I was a bit too kinky for her.

I remember she smiled, and said kinky is ok.

We chatted further, and she was very open, saying she was up for ‘anything.’

‘I've always been a bit self-conscious about my bladder weakness.’ She said. ‘Although I must admit, it feels nice and warm when it happens.’

‘No Sally, I'm not complaining, it was lovely.   

‘I think anything to do with peeing is sexy.’ I said.

We drank our tea.

‘That doesn't matter, does it?’ I replied.

She leaned over and kissed me and she reached over and squeezed my bulge.

She put her hand inside my underwear and my erect cock sprung out.

Her lips were quivering and her hand shook slightly.

‘What's the matter?’ I asked.

She seemed to know what she was doing, pushing back my foreskin hard, then forward, back and forward.

Her hand was so warm and soft, I knew I wouldn't hold out for long.

She kept looking at what she was doing.

Because I fancied her so much, but suddenly I felt myself ready to cum.

‘You're going to make me ...oooooops...too late.’ I said.

My semen shot up her arm and then oozed all over her hand.

Then I got the surprise of my life. She leaned down and licked the remainder as it seeped out of my softening cock, finally licking it off her hand.

‘I bet you didn't expect that.’ She said.

‘ No, I didn't.’ I replied.

‘I have done it before.’ She said, ‘and I enjoyed it.’

Then, I think I surprised her, when I kissed her, tongues as well, tasting my own semen, something I've done a lot before.

I was a bit disappointed that I'd cum so quickly but it didn't stop me from lifting her skirt and putting my hand between her thighs, which she opened, so that I could feel inside the elastic of her panties, which were dry .

She gasped out as my fingers found her pussy lips, which I parted, finding her vulva valley quite sticky.

The lips felt surprisingly large and already, on my first touch, her clitoris was a bit hard and her pussy valley felt quite long too.

‘Oh! It's so nice being touched again, but you know what'll happen if you keep playing with me down there.’

‘Sit on my lap.’ I told her.

She sat on my lap and as we resumed our deep mouth kissing, I put my hand up her skirt.

Again she opened her legs and lifted herself slightly so I could pull down her panties a bit and get my hand under her where I parted her pussy lips again, much easier now, unrestricted by her undies.

Fingering her, I immediately felt her vagina pulsating. She breathed heavily into my mouth, gasping as she had an orgasm.

She didn't wet herself, but I did feel her pee hole dribble slightly, enough to dampen her skirt and soak through to my trousers.

That's why I sat her on my lap, so that the sofa didn't get wet.

I pushed two fingers inside her cunt and she cried out with delight. ‘Oh! My goodness...ooooooh.’

We ended up half laying on the sofa, by now her legs wide open and me with three fingers up her vagina.

‘You've got a nice big pussy.’ I said.

‘Oh! my goodness, look what you've done, ‘she mumbled, as we kissed, then I felt it.

The orgasm had made her lose control of her bladder and although there wasn't a lot, there was enough to run through my fingers and soak her skirt and my trousers.

She closed her legs tight on my wrist, so that I couldn't get my fingers out of her.

‘Ooooooh! M'mmm mmmm...oh! dear me...oh! oh!’

As her grip tightened on my hand, she suddenly pissed everywhere and my trousers got soaked.

Better my trousers and her skirt, as I didn't have a cover on my sofa.

‘I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it.’ She whimpered.

‘It's ok. I don't mind, I loved it.’ I said.

‘I liked it too.’ She said.