Jim just loves having my warm, wet piss on him. A golden shower or ‘water sports’ as he calls it has always been one of his fetishes. I don’t just give it to him a lot; he has to work for it. He knows this and always comes up with different ways to make me happy and in return, I make him eagerly wait for the text telling him to come over for some wet fun. It’s been a while since I’ve given him what he wants and thought he deserved a treat so I drank a ton of water, waited for it to start hitting my bladder and shot him a text, leaving out that it would be a wet encounter.
Jim showed up and I took him into the bedroom, ripping his clothes off than mine. I let him pull me down on the bed and lay under him while he kissed me and started to get hard. I reached down and stroked his dick as my bladder felt heavy and full. Knew I had to go soon but wasn’t ready yet and tightened my muscles. It ached but I said nothing, just jerked his dick faster as my need grew. He moved his hands on me and rubbed over my bladder. I gasped as it pressed down on it and a small drop of piss leaked out of me. I gasped and he looked at me, to see if I was okay.
So I acted like everything was fine but now I had to piss even more. He nudged my legs apart, ready to fuck me but that wasn’t going to happen. My bladder was throbbing non-stop and I stopped him, pushing him onto his back. I could feel the piss rolling in me as I moved on top of him and a bigger drop leaked out of me. It dripped down my inner thigh and I forced myself to part my legs wider. I moaned at the pressure and said “I gotta piss so bad.”
He looked at me as if he couldn’t believe I was giving him this and I grabbed his hand. I put it on my inner thigh and let out another drop, letting it drip over his fingers. He rubbed it then I straddled him, his dick brushing over my lips. Perfect. I relaxed my muscles and started to piss. It felt so good as that hot, wet stream shot out of me with a loud hissing sound. It landed on his dick and dripped down over his balls, pooling
under him.
Thank God I put a mattress protector on before he got here because I fucking soaked the bed. He laid there watching my piss land on him and moaned at the warmth of it. I pissed for ages before it finally slowed down. I squeezed my muscles, getting every last drop of piss out of me then climbed off him. His dick was soaked with piss as it stood rock hard in the air. I knew just how to make this even better and I bent down low as drops of piss slid down his shaft. I put my mouth over his dick, looking at him before saying “Looks like I need to clean you up.” The smile that spread across his face was magnificent, and I knew I’d outdone myself once again.
