A Shared Wet Fetish

This is the first story in a short series of true stories about a fetish that has developed over the course of a few years.

The series was presented to me by my friend, Jeff and to him, I dedicate the stories.

The stories are not in chronological order, as they happened. No names or places have been changed.

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Because C.B. radios were very popular at the time, I met many friends. One such friend was Carol who was 54 at the time.

For a few years, I was always on the C.B. and made lots of new friends up and down the coast. I was a trucker at the time and made a lot of long distance contacts. It turned out to be a very interesting hobby.

One evening, I spoke to a couple near where I lived at the time and we attempted to see how far we could stay in contact over the C.B. We managed to talk even though we were several miles apart.

I spoke to them every night because I used to drive at night and it filled the long hours on the road.

One Friday night I had finished work and they said we should meet, so I went to their house.

The gentleman was in his 60's and Carol was slightly younger, but a little overweight and as far as looks were concerned, not the best of the bunch by any stretch of the imagination but she had a nice personality and was very pleasant.

We chatted for a while about our interest in radio and after a coffee, I left.

The following Friday, they asked me to meet them again. During our conversation, it was suggested Carol go out with me to the nearby hills for some C.B. chatting.

I found out they weren't married, but just lived together as friends. I didn't push it any further as he obviously didn't mind her being out with me., And to be quite honest, I had no ulterior motives, at the time.

We reached a good spot for radio reception at about 1:00 a.m. and proceeded to call.

We had a few contacts, and included Carol's friend and roommate (his name was John by the way), back at their house. Nothing happened for a while, just chatting with people, until she said she needed to take a pee.

She got out of the car, and walked to the front of it. I told her to be careful, as the ground was uneven, so I put the side lights on, not with any ulterior motive, I assure you.

I thought she would be discreet, as there was cover. Instead, she lifted her skirt, pulled down her panties and with her ass pointing in my direction, she began to pee.

I got the full view of her pee as it splashed on the ground. She didn't seem bothered.

As far as I was concerned, with my fetish for pee, I had a massive bulge in my trousers.

"You do realize I could see everything," I said.

"I'm not bothered of you're not," She replied.

There was a break in radio contacts, and she reached over and squeezed my hand, smiling. I looked directly into her eyes and smiled back. Within a couple of seconds, we were kissing and our mouths opened, tongues between each others lips.

After a few minutes, we resumed chatting to our contacts. Apparently there had been no sex between her and John, and as she put it, "I've not had 'IT' for a long time. She added openly that she knew she wasn't exactly desirable to men, being fat and not that good looking.

As far as I'm concerned a woman is a woman. It's not looks that matter, it's character and attitude to life and that applies to everybody.

"Did you enjoy seeing me having a piss?" She asked.

I assured her that I did and was pleasantly surprised that she used the word piss. In fact, as time progressed, she used a few more naughty words.

We kissed again and I put my hand inside her jacket and up her

t-shirt. I hadn't noticed before that she wasn't wearing a bra.

Her breasts were large, and hung down. Then I got a shock; her nipples were erect, but it was the length that surprised me. They felt to be over an inch long. I squeezed her pendulous breasts and concentrated on her huge tits.

Meanwhile she reached over and squeezed the bulge in my trousers. Then without warning, she was undoing my belt and pulling down the zip. She pulled my stiff cock from my underwear and started pulling back my foreskin.

I had to stop her, while I made a C.B. contact with John and a couple of others just to keep what we were doing secret.

But it didn't stop Carol. I continued to chat on the radio as best I could, while she continued to pull my foreskin back hard making my knob head throb.

I knew I wouldn't hold out long and signed off with a call, to await replies.

I felt myself coming and told her. She leaned over and clasped her mouth over my cock and squeezed my swollen balls.

That was it; I shot my load and surprisingly, she swallowed it all and kept sucking until my cock went soft. She wasn't going to waste any and she sat up, licking her lips. "Did you enjoy that?" She asked.

"So fucking true." I replied.

"Can we have more fun?" She asked

"Sure." I said.

She wanted to go up this hillside again, the following Friday. I agreed, and asked what things she'd like to do.

She was openly bold with her reply.

"I'd like you to lick my cunt and fuck me and I expect you'd like to see me piss again."

"I would love to watch you take another piss. I loved seeing you piss," I said, and told her about my secret pee fetish.

She was really pleased to find that out and told me she enjoyed wet fun too.

"Maybe, another time, we could both enjoy some wet fun," She said. I assured her it may be possible, but I was certainly looking forward to the next Friday.

We made a contact with another radio operator and her partner, and signed off, saying we were heading home. But we had a few minutes on our own.

We got out of the car, and stood kissing with lots of tongue contact, saliva and the taste of my cum.

I couldn't resist putting my hand up her skirt and she spread her legs. I found my way into her panties, which were damp, partly with pee, where she hadn't wiped herself and partly from being excited and she'd secreted some pussy juice.

As I felt her large hairy pussy, she lifted her t-shirt, and offered her left boob for me to suck on her erect tit.

She quivered and had an orgasm and a little pee dribbled into her panties.

"I'd better get you home," I said.

She agreed.

"Your panty gusset is soaking," I said.

She bent down and took them off. "Problem solved." She said. "John won't know or care. He doesn't go near the laundry basket anyway."

The following week, as arranged, I took Carol to the hills in the early hours. As soon as we arrived, we had a kiss and cuddle and I lifted her t-shirt and sucked on those glorious nipples.

"We'd better go on air." I said. "Got to make it look good."

She agreed and I handed her the mic. to let her do some chatting. She spoke to John and a couple of other callers.

I got out of the car while she chatted, and stood in the glow of the car's side lights and got my cock out to have a pee, making sure that she could see me. She raised her thumb in approval and watched as I peed.

She beckoned me back and in a break in speaking, she called for me to leave it out.

I returned to her side of the car and she opened the door and took hold of my cock, still dripping and took it in her mouth, just for a second or two, to lick and suck on my pee covered foreskin.

The C.B. was very busy that night. During the time other people were talking, we kissed and cuddled, occasionally speaking back. This could have gone on all night but we had to draw a line somewhere.

I told John we were heading back, and left him chatting to two new contacts, which meant we had some time alone.

It was a warm night, so we got out of the car and Carol took her panties off.

"Hang on a minute," She said and half squatted. "I need a piss!"

In the light from the car I watched her pee gushing out and really enjoyed the view. When she finished, she didn't wipe herself, instead she stood by the front of the car and bent down, her legs apart.

I couldn't resist my next move. She wanted me to lick her cunt and despite it being wet and still dripping, I crouched down and buried my face between her sticky pussy lips and gave it it a good licking, sucking her clitoris, labia, and her distended urethra.

The taste of her was fantastic, with the mixture of pee, and vaginal secretions.

It didn't take long for her to orgasm, her large thighs quivered as she reached her peak. I stood up, dropped my trousers and thrust my cock into her wide open, sticky cunt.

It was obvious she not had a cock for a long time. She went into raptures as I pushed myself into her hard. I came very quickly too, shooting my cum right up into her.

"Oh! Fuck, that was good, shit, Oh! Fuck," She gasped.

She stood up and turned around, planting her open mouth against mine, even though it was covered with her own fluids.

"I'd better get you back home," I suggested. She agreed and put her panties back on. "I'll have your cum in my panties. "Oooooh, nice," She said.

On the way home we chatted and I wondered if we could arrange a session at my house. She said she'd work on it.

"But, that was fucking great tonight. It has been a long time since I've had a cock in me." she said.

We missed a week or two but I was able to phone her at her mother's place, where she occasionally did home care.

The talk on the phone was, as you might have guessed, rude and sexual.

Then the opportunity to go to my place came along. John was going to be away on this particular Friday night. A friend of his had invited him to a C.B. club, some miles away the next day and as it was so far away, he was going to stay overnight at the friend's place.

Carol said she wanted to go out to the hills as usual and he told her to go ahead. So I went as usual to pick her up and we went to my house.

As soon as we were in the door her tongue was in my mouth and so eager.

The years of no sexual activity were showing themselves, although she told me that had masturbated lot. She stepped back in the hallway and started undressing. She was so eager, leaving her big panties on with her pubic hair sprouting out of the leg openings.

I took in the sight in front of me, a large woman, her pendulous breasts hanging down onto her swollen belly, her large fat thighs. I was loving the view.

"Are we going to do some naughty things, I hope." She said, with a broad grin on her face.

"Whatever you like," I replied.

"Piss fun?" She asked.

"No need to ask." I replied (as I have said previously, she knew about my pee fetish). It appeared she was up for anything.

I stripped off, as we both headed for the bedroom. I have a mattress protector on my double bed, so no preparation was needed. Before we got onto the bed, we stood kissing again.

I was naked, and she wasted no time in grabbing my erect cock and I responded by putting my hand between her thighs. What I found, as I went to rub her pussy, was a soaking wet panty. She'd started already and wet herself, not much, but enough to soak the material.

"Do you like that?" She asked.

"Oh! Yes, I love it." I replied.

"I'd like things to get wetter."

"Let's go to the toilet." She said and we went to the toilet.

I didn't suggest anything and decided to see how far she wanted to go. I wasn't to be disappointed. We went to the toilet and she sat down on the seat, without pulling her panties down. "I've had a lot to drink" She said. She leaned back, her legs open and peed.

I looked down between her thighs, and saw her pee soaking her panties and gushing down into the bowl. She must have needed to go badly as she peed for over a minute.

Eventually she stood up, pee seeping from her wet panties and trickling down the insides of her thighs.

We went to the bedroom and got on the bed, where I pulled down her soaked undies and she lay there with her legs wide open.

Previously, we'd had all our fun in the dark, up on the hill and this was the first time I'd actually seen her cunt properly.

She wasn't at all shy, as I got down to look at her most secret place. She was indeed quite hairy, had a long wide valley and surprisingly large, floppy pussy lips.

It was obvious she had been regularly masturbating. Her clitoris was quite prominent and sexually aroused.

Her pee hole was also swollen, the opening enlarged.

With the view in front of me, that was enough, I buried my mouth in her wet valley, tasting her slippery, sticky juices, a taste I've always loved.

I ran my tongue along the open slit, sucking on her swollen clitoris, plunging my tongue into her oozing cunt. Pee seeped from her urethra into my mouth.

All the time, she was quivering and her legs were shaking with an enormous orgasm.

I became very adventurous and slid my tongue to her anus and gave her good rimming.

She was, as I said, having an amazing orgasm and everything was pushing and pulsating in and out, including her ass hole.

It wasn't the first time I'd licked a females anus, but Carol's was throbbing so much, I couldn't resist it and pushed the tip of my tongue into her opening. I slipped my tongue in enough to give her an idea of how far I was willing to go.

All the time she was gasping and panting, "Oh! Fuck! Fuck! Ooooooh."

Pee continued to seep from her, but I continued for maybe another five minutes or so.

She suddenly collapsed..."Oh! That was Oh! So good." She whimpered.

I knelt up between her open legs and we looked at each other. She pulled me down on top of her and kissed me, sucking on my tongue, tasting her own juices.

"I think we need a drink." I said and we got up and made our way to the kitchen, where we had several glasses of water.

"If I drink much more, I'll piss myself," smiling, as she said it. "Mmmm, yes you will." I said.

We went back to the bedroom, and got on the bed, which had a damp patch or two on the sheet.

We started out with lots of kissing, wet salivary kisses with lots of tongue work. Then, I sucked on her lovely erect nipples which were so long. As I sucked on them, my hand was between her open legs, eagerly fingering her wet, sticky cunt.

Again, she quivered with a mild orgasm.

I couldn't keep away from it, such a wet sticky crotch and buried my face, once again into the wrinkley valley. I just love the taste of a woman.

The drinks we had did have the desired effect and she pissed in my face and mouth.

This wasn't the first time I'd done this, but Carol was fantastic. I pulled back and watched her pee coming from her large urethral opening, such a private female function and I was watching it happen up close.

She asked, "What about me?"

"O.K." I replied and knelt between her thighs. "I might drown you." I said.

"That's OK! Drown me." Seehe laughed and that's what I did. I held my cock, still half hard and I sprayed my pee all over her body, then suddenly, she sat forward, took my cock in her mouth, while I was still pissing and proceeded to swallow my pee.

When my flow slowed down, she kept a mouthful and beckoned me to kiss her. I pressed my mouth to hers and she parted her lips and spat my own pee into my mouth. I eagerly swallowed it.

We engaged in pissing for ages. Eventually, we both stood over each other, her first, then me and we peed all over each other.

Of course we ended up fucking in the doggy position. She liked it this way, as she said my cock went in further and harder than any other way.

I fucked her hard. "Fuck me hard, push it in hard." She cried. I thrust my cock in so hard, I felt my cock hitting her insides and as I got nearer to cumming, she lost control of her bladder and soaked my balls and legs.

I came heavily, and my cock softened and slid out. We had a 69 and she sucked and licked my cock while I licked her cunt, tasting my semen, as it oozed out.

Well, we had a few nights over the next year, at my house and lots up on the hill.

She was one piss whore I'll never forget.

Circumstances changed and we lost touch eventually, such a pity!!