Golden Shower Sex Stories – Need A Fucking Pee

“Johnny, I need to go pee!” Sarah stood at the top of the road while John got their all terrain vehicle ready for their trip up to the cabin. He told Sarah they would be going to his new cabin this weekend. It was her first time there. He told her to dress with clothes she could get dirty, so she wore a pair of jean cut-off shorts and a long-sleeved t-shirt. She looked really cute. Sarah also wore John’s lumber jacket as she waited for him to finish packing the vehicle up.

“Hon, just go in the bush.” John met Sarah two months ago and they were still exploring each other’s preferences. Sarah was a city girl who loved to go clubbing. John was a country boy who loved working outdoors. This was his chance to have a nice romantic weekend up at his cabin and he was quite excited to share with her. He brought lots of food and drink without realizing he also needed to fit Sarah onto the ATV to do the last mile of his private road which led into his lakefront property.

“Pee in the bush? Johnny, you know I can’t do that! Even if I tried I get this reflex that just clams me up.”

“Well, we’ll be at the outhouse in one more mile. If you can wait until then, then we’re all good.”

“It’s gonna be close, hon. I feel like I’m gonna explode.” Sarah danced on the spot, squeezing her legs together and pressing her folded hands between her thighs.

“Well let’s get going then.” John got the vehicle loaded up and walked Sarah over. “You’ll have to get on after me. There’s no room for you on the back, so you’ll have to sit on my lap and grab onto these supports on the side. Things could get bumpy so hold on tight.”

“Oh, Johnny, I don’t think I can do bumps.”

“Listen, hon, just relax and if you loose control a bit, who cares. I have a nice outdoor shower that you can take when we get there. Promise. Okay?”

“Okay.” Sarah waited for John to get himself seated on the vehicle. She looked admiringly at his strong arms as he grabbed onto the handle bars and swung himself around. She met him one day when he came into the bar she waitressed at to get a cold drink. He was working with a construction crew fixing a water main outside and she instantly was attracted to his rough boyish look. When he shyly asked her for a glass of water he had a special vulnerability about him. She watched him satiate his thirst that day, and loved how he let the water run down the sides of his lips and cool his neck and chest down.

“Okay, Sarah, hop on.” He looked over to her with a big smile. He was like a giant excitable boy. That’s what attracted him to her. He knew what he liked in life and worked hard at getting it. She was happy to be liked by him. She walked over feeling the pressure build between her legs with every step. She hoped she didn’t let out any squirts in that one mile. She knew it would be the longest mile she had ever travelled.

John watched her as she braced herself on the vehicle and stepped into his lap slowly. She had a beautiful ass and he couldn’t wait until he was alone in his cabin with her all nice and cozy. Her round flesh poked outwards from the bottom hem of her shorts. For some reason the way she carried herself while needing to pee made her ass look supple, as if it was about to explode with a release of urine. As she mashed herself into his lap he felt her flesh against the cloth of his pants, and he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of arousal.

“Okay, Johnny, lets get going.” Sarah seated herself on John and pressed her crotch into his, trying to stifle her urge to pee. As the vehicle started the motor rumbled vibrations through her legs and up her thighs. It was a nice sensation she enjoyed, if only it didn’t feel like it was going to trigger an accident in John’s lap.

As John gave the little four wheel vehicle more gas it took off down the mile of rough road. Every now and then Sarah let off a little squeal as John launched over a bump. Her legs were getting numb from the vibrations of the motor. The combined pressure of having to urinate with the vibrations of John beneath her began to stimulate and arouse Sarah. She began to feel he was aroused too as his crotch hardened between her thighs the more she pressed into him.

Sarah turned her head over her shoulder and yelled out “Slow down!” However, the feeling of her vibrating ass bouncing up and down on his groin made it difficult for John to comply. Soon enough he went over a bump that was too large to handle and he felt the warmth of her urine begin to soak through his pants. His erection throbbed as the thought of her yellow liquid soaking around his cock made excited him.

“Shit, Johnny, I just peed a little! I’m so sorry!”

“Don’t worry, Sarah, we’re almost there! It’s okay!” They both had to yell to each other over top of the loud rumble of the engine.

Sarah felt relieved more than a little relief at her little release. It was close to orgasmic. She couldn’t figure if it was the sensation of her liquids leaving her like they did when she climaxed, the vibrations of the engine, John pressing his bulge into her crotch, or some combination of all three. In any case, her legs felt wobbly as small bolts of arousal shot through her abdomen as they randomly hit bumps on their travels. She found herself wanting more of this sensation, and she wiggled herself deeper into John’s lap as his hardness transferred the tremors of the engine into her clitoris.

John leaned forward on the four wheeler and nestled his chin over Sarah’s shoulder as they drove on. The wind blew her shiny hair across his face, and he could smell the natural scent of her nervous sweat. He was grinding back into her as they drove onwards.

Sarah reached one hand down and grabbed the inside of John’s thigh, caressing him as they drove on. He went over another bump and, even though it was smaller, Sarah was off balance and couldn’t help but release more pee into John’s already wet lap. This time she didn’t apologize. The sensation was wonderful. Again, another mini orgasm while she peed. It must have been brought on by the motion of the vehicle.

John had grabbed her around her waist and was driving with one hand. He pulled her waist into him as much as he could and rubbed himself against her. Finally, he pulled over and left the engine running as he slipped his hand into the front of her shorts and explored her soaked underwear.

Sarah stood up and bent forward, revealing the large wet spot in the crotch of her jean shorts. She hiked her thumbs into the waist of her jeans and peeled them off. John watched as her fleshy cheeks popped up from within and bounced out. She backed up, moving her rear towards John’s face as she undid his pants. From his close up view, John could see droplets of urine still clinging to her moist lips as she pulled his stiffness out from his zipper.

Sarah positioned herself above his erection and held it upright in her hand as she prepared to descend on it. When the tip of his cock touched the lips that were hanging from the space between her thighs the rumbling of the engine sent its vibrations into her through John’s stiff rod.

Before inserting him inside her, Sarah rubbed his cock up and down her slit. Every time she rubbed him against her clitoris she felt that familiar twang of climax release from her. This kept building up in her with every pass over her hardened nub, and suddenly her body gave into the release and she began peeing on top of John’s erect penis.

She held the girth of his cock tight in her hand as her yellow liquids flowed over him. She inserted the point of his shaft between her wet lips and, as her peeing subsided, she felt John begin to jerk in spasms. His heavy breathing and the warm feeling of his cum spurting and dripping from her pussy lips confirmed he had climaxed while she was peeing on him.

Sarah looked back over her shoulder at John. He was wincing in the aftershock of his orgasm. Either that, or he was grossed out by her peeing on him.

“Oh, Johnny, I’m so sorry. I, I didn’t quite know what I was doing. I was so horny, and it felt like an orgasm. I’m so embarrassed.”

John sighed, still recovering from his climax. He looked at the wet mess they had made of themselves. As she stood up he could see and smell the mixture of his cum and her urine dripping from between her thighs and onto his flaccid cock. The pungent aroma intoxicated him. “It’s okay, Sarah. I, um, I really liked it.”

“Really? I mean, not that there is anything wrong with that, but, well, I don’t know. Will people think we’re weird?” Sarah sat her naked, soaked rear in John’s crotch again.

“Sarah, who cares what people think. This is me and you. If you felt good, and I felt good, then it’s okay.” He caressed the side of her thigh. He felt so good in her wetness he didn’t want her to move.

Sarah loved how John made her feel comfortable. She trusted him completely, and this incident proved to her that she could do things with him that she would never be able to do with anyone else. “You’re so sweet, John. You make me feel good about what I do, no matter what it is.” She brushed his hair aside endearingly.

“Hey, look where we are. See that structure over there?”

“Yes, is that your cabin?”

John burst out laughing. “You really are new when it comes to the outdoors. That’s my outdoor shower. Come on, let’s go clean up.”

John turned off the engine of the four-wheeler, leaving at the side of the secluded road, and helped Sarah off. She bent down and picked up her jean shorts, and John got another view of the mess they had both made of her pussy. His cum and her urine clung to her lips and pubic hair in a sticky mess.

“Come on Sarah, let’s take a shower.”

 

Chapter 2

 

John and Sarah took off their clothes in the outdoor shower.

“Johnny, this is a pretty big shower you built. What kind of plans did you have when you built it?” she teased.

“To be honest, I want to convert this into a four person sauna when I can afford it. The lake is just on the other side of the hill, and I thought it would be fun to get hot and jump in.”

“That sounds wonderful.”

“Really? I thought you may be the type of girl that didn’t like to get dirty.”

Sarah looked at him incredulously. “Give me your hand.”

As John reached out she placed her hand between her legs. “Is this dirty enough for you?” she smiled.

John felt her wetness and could smell the scent of their body fluids matted into her pubic hair. He turned on the water with his free hand.

“Ahh, it’s cold, Johnny!”

“Don’t worry, Sarah, you’ll get used to it soon. Come on, I thought you were a dirty outdoor girl!” Sarah gave him a big smile as the water fell across her chest and between her thighs.

As John watched Sarah, her smile began to fade as he moved his hand gently over her slit, pressing their lubricant across and into her lips. The cool water washed away the evidence of the urine and cum, replacing it with a cleaner, fresher sensation.

As her breathing began to get heavier, John could feel the hard nub of Sarah’s clitoris poke itself across the surface of his warm palm.

“Oh, John. It’s happening again….”

John wondered about the temperature change as he felt the water get warmer. Soon enough, he realized that Sarah was peeing onto his hand as he rubbed her pussy. His cock was suddenly tight with stiffness as he pressed against her leg. As he moved his hand faster across her pussy her urine fanned from her center, soaking the two of them in her spray.

Sarah pushed John’s mouth down her neck and to her shoulders as he held her closer and explore her with his mouth. He pulled a nipple into his mouth as he roamed her breasts with his tongue, and worked his way down to her navel. As he got closer to her pubic hair, he could smell the aroma of her urine. She had stopped her stream but the water pouring through her patch of hair smelled delicious. He positioned himself beneath her and opened his mouth to take the water in. He shut his eyelids to avoid the uncomfortable feeling from the water hitting his open eyes. As he stuck his tongue outward to capture more water, he the intensity of her aroma intensified, and he soon realized the warm liquid gushing into his mouth was Sarah’s gift of urine.

John pressed his lips against her and sucked her folds as her urine flowed into his mouth and down his lips and chin.

“Fuck, Johnny,” Sarah began to quiver. He placed his hands on her ass cheeks and pressed her hips into his face as her thighs began to tremble in orgasm. As her clitoris jerked in his mouth her taste changed from the sweet tang of urine to the musky taste of her cum. As she gushed against his face, John couldn’t tell the source of her liquids. All he knew was that she tasted amazing and it was driving him wild.

As her spasms subsided Johnny stood up and turned Sarah around. As the water fell down her back and into the crack of her rear he spread her cheeks and pressed the tip of his cock against the purple rim of her anus.

“Johnny, no!” Sarah said surprised as she pressed his hips away from her.

“Just let me press my tip in, hon. I’ll stop if you don’t like it.”

He waited for her to give him a sign that it was alright, and as Sarah reluctantly opened her legs he pressed his tip past her rim and watched as her tightness consumed him. At the same time, he reached a hand in front of her and pressed his fingers into her wetness. He leaned over her shoulder so his mouth was pressed close to her ear.

“Sarah, piss on my hand.”

“Oh God.” Sarah complied. She let out a warm stream on his hand, and as she released her golden liquid he pressed further into her, intensifying her climactic sensation. She responded by pressing hard against him, taking him in as deep as she could, and squeezing him with her ass as she peed into his hand.

John couldn’t stop his orgasm, and it surged through him and released itself through a thick white stream of semen into Sarah’s ass. The full sensation and warmth of his cum inside her made Sarah moan in pleasure.

As their movements slowed, John turned off the water. They stayed connected, relishing in the wet mess that kept them sealed together.

“Sarah, that was amazing.” John sighed in her ear.

“I’ve never had an orgasm like that before in my life, Johnny. What do you think it is?”

“The fresh air, hon.”

“Well, we have to get out here more often.”

“I agree.” John kissed her behind the ear and held her close as they warmed each other with the heat of their bodies.

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