In the dim glow of my dark bedroom, sheets tangled around my thighs, I grip my phone. Heart pounds. It’s dawn. Vessie’s full, aching from the night. Cherie’s words echo: ‘Tête-bêche, my Puce. Suck my heavy tits while I gobble yours.’ Pulse races. Skin flushes hot. I text her, fingers trembling. ‘Awake, Cherie? Bladder bursting. Want your clit on my tongue first.’ Her reply hits like fire. ‘Come devour me, naughty girl. No pee till you make me cum.’ Thighs clench. Warm trickle threatens. I imagine her above me, mature curves hovering. Her bush tickles my nose. Urine scent mixes with musk. Breath quickens. Nipples harden against silk. Chat ignites. ‘Lick my slit clean after, Puce. Even if it sprays.’ Shame burns delicious. Heart hammers chest. Desire coils tight in belly.
She describes it raw. Me flat on back, her straddling reverse. Her sagging breasts sway to my mouth. I latch on, sucking fat nipples. Tongue flicks hers. She bends, engulfs mine. Moans vibrate skin. Heat builds. My hands grip her ass, pull her soaked pussy down. Clit swells against lips. I suck it like candy. Salty, morning-thick. Her bladder presses my forehead. She grinds. ‘Full, Puce. Gonna flood you.’ Urgency grips me. My own piss leaks, soaks panties. Fingers dive in, rub frantic. But no. Wait for her.
The Fever
Fever peaks. Texts blur into gasps. ‘Spread my lips, tongue my hole.’ I obey in mind. Pee-hole winks. Tongue probes. She shudders. ‘Can’t hold… oh fuck.’ Body arches. Sweat beads. Room spins hot. Climax nears, denied. Her voice in head: ‘Lick every drop, little pisser.’ I whimper aloud. Bladder screams. One more message. ‘Now, Cherie. Cum on my face.’
She crashes down. Pussy smothers. Clit throbs in mouth. I devour. Tongue lashes pee-slick folds. She bucks wild. Bladder gives. Hot jet sprays my chin, fills mouth. Salty flood. I gulp, choke, lap more. Shame explodes pleasure. Her screams digital, but real in veins. Cum gushes, mixes piss. My turn. Fingers plunge pussy. Orgasm rips. Piss erupts uncontrollable. Sheets drown. Thighs quake. Heart explodes. She licks me clean in fantasy, tongue teasing urethra. Another wave. Urine arcs, hits her imagined tits. We drown together.
The Blaze
Wild. No mercy. She flips me, pins thighs. Tongue invades. Sucks my spurting hole. Fingers fuck ass. I squirt piss-cum. She drinks. ‘Dirty pisser,’ she growls. Bites clit. Pain-pleasure shreds. Body convulses. Sweat-slick skin slaps. Urine puddles beneath. I claw her back. Grind face in. Another flood. She chokes laughing. ‘More, Puce.’ Climax chains endless. Muscles seize. Vision whites. Total loss.
Blaze fades. Bodies slump, virtual but spent. Skin glows fever-hot, cooling slow. Heart slows to thud. Sheets sodden, piss-warm. Taste lingers: her tang, my shame. Phone drops. Smile creeps. Unique bond. No regret. Just glow. Cherie’s text: ‘Good girl. Cleaned you perfect.’ I sigh, bladder empty, soul full. Dawn light creeps. We shared the edge. Danger sated. Till next burn.