I wake up needing desperately to pee. You are out of town for work, and I miss you dearly. Unfortunately for us both, I am at my most fertile—and therefore most horny—point of my cycle. I’m so slick all the time during these two days of the month that I have to wear a pad just to avoid soaking my clothes. Needless to say, I dreamed of your cock all night long. I’m desperate to pee and desperate to cum; this gives me a devious thought, and I send you a quick text.
Wifey: “Just woke up horny and have to pee. You know exactly what I’m about to do. Your loss. ;)”
Hubby: “Dang it! I’m headed into a meeting in 5. Why would you do this to me!? You buy me tight pants then go and make them tighter?”
I smile and run to the shower, turn it on, and drop my panties. I have to go so badly I am doing a little pee dance. When I catch sight of my tits bouncing and jiggling in the mirror, I smile and grab them, pulling my hard nipples. My pussy floods with wetness, and I can feel a tingle all the way to my toes. As steam starts to fill the bathroom, I moan.
Stepping in, I start rubbing my clit as the water pours over my body. My free hand mashes my tits and pulls my nipples like you do when you are desperate. Then, I slip a finger in and use my wrist to rub my clit at the same time. As I rub and finger myself, I feel the pressure on my bladder building along with my orgasm. I start to moan and whimper, lost in the painful and pleasurable sensations mounting within my small but curvy frame.
Inexorably, I reach the overpowering moment and explode. Pee spurts out of my pussy in a golden, arching gush, pulsing in time with the overpowering orgasmic contractions and interrupted by my hand as I continue to rub my clit. I know how shocking I look right now, screaming and cumming and pissing as I shake so hard that I’m on the verge of blacking out. I know because you have a video of it, and I know it makes you cum almost as uncontrollably.
Spent, I stagger against the shower wall, then slump to the floor, letting the warm water cascade over and caress my naked body. If you were here, you would tenderly wash me and help me to bed. Instead, I make myself get up and finish my shower. Then, I walk naked to the bed and check my phone. I’m greeted with a picture of what I’ve done to you with my earlier text. I smile as my pussy floods again and crawl into bed, eager to give my body what it needs.
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