A surprise piss
As I have explained before Jinty and I have been together for some 20 years. A couple of years into the relationship I had a heart attack. After a few days I hospital I was put on a recovery programme with the joyous words ..Regular Sex is Good for You. .. music to our ears. The downside, you will be on medication for the rest of your days.
As I approach my 71st birthday, the result of the medication and my age are starting to play havoc with our Sex life. No longer will John Thomas stand to attention on command.....infact the little bas---d has a mind of his own.
As a teenager I regularly used to wake up on a morning with a woody. This particular morning fifty or more years on I had the same. Laid there stroking him my hand crept across to Jinty. Sleeping on her back her fat thighs were apart. My forefinger slipped between her fat out lips and gently stroked. She stirred in her sleep and started to lube up. Her clit stirred...with my left hand John Thomas was to attention.
There's no time like the moment I climbed over her pushing her chubby legs apart. He stuck his head into the awaiting orifice as Jinty now awake sucked him in. I'll swear blind I heard him yelp with excitement.
I gently rocked him back and forth, Jinty and I both enjoying the experience and she starting to breath heavily which is a fair sign of things to come. This carried on for what seemed like ages, her breathing getting heavier , the feeling in my groin get tighter.
Suddenly my bladder burst and filled her with red hot piss....she screamed and climaxed, her fat body shaking.
She held on for a few seconds and my piss flooded back out drenching us both. A second or two later she let her bladder empty while we were still coupled.
A piss soaked bed is not ideal, so we've never been back to that hotel. But now we have learned to use absorbent sheets. Easily folded up,put in a plastic bag and dumped in the nearest rubbish bin.
It's not something we do everyday, but when we do its a nice treat.
As I approach my 71st birthday, the result of the medication and my age are starting to play havoc with our Sex life. No longer will John Thomas stand to attention on command.....infact the little bas---d has a mind of his own.
As a teenager I regularly used to wake up on a morning with a woody. This particular morning fifty or more years on I had the same. Laid there stroking him my hand crept across to Jinty. Sleeping on her back her fat thighs were apart. My forefinger slipped between her fat out lips and gently stroked. She stirred in her sleep and started to lube up. Her clit stirred...with my left hand John Thomas was to attention.
There's no time like the moment I climbed over her pushing her chubby legs apart. He stuck his head into the awaiting orifice as Jinty now awake sucked him in. I'll swear blind I heard him yelp with excitement.
I gently rocked him back and forth, Jinty and I both enjoying the experience and she starting to breath heavily which is a fair sign of things to come. This carried on for what seemed like ages, her breathing getting heavier , the feeling in my groin get tighter.
Suddenly my bladder burst and filled her with red hot piss....she screamed and climaxed, her fat body shaking.
She held on for a few seconds and my piss flooded back out drenching us both. A second or two later she let her bladder empty while we were still coupled.
A piss soaked bed is not ideal, so we've never been back to that hotel. But now we have learned to use absorbent sheets. Easily folded up,put in a plastic bag and dumped in the nearest rubbish bin.
It's not something we do everyday, but when we do its a nice treat.
7 years ago