It's not that uncommon for people in this house to be watching porn. This might not come as much of a surprise. We try to keep it to times when it won't be a bother, so for instance we don't watch porn on the TV in the living room very often, and we don't watch porn when there are outsiders present. But despite the fact that it might seem like there would be no reason for any of us to need to tickle the tender tamale, what with willing partners around, all three of us sometimes just want to get off in as expedient a manner as possible.
I mention all this as prelude because walking in on someone watching porn is usually a non-issue. Occasionally someone will walk in on someone else slickly spelunking and offer to join in, but honestly usually it's just a matter of saying hey, I'll leave you to it. Masturbation, despite my enjoying numerous funny ways of referring to it, is no big deal. It's just something you do.
So when I came into the room and Zoe immediately hid her phone from me, even though it was clear that she'd been making solo clam chowder, I wondered what was up. I asked her what was up. She said, "Oh, nothing much." But she's not practiced in the art of being nonchalant about playing with her joy buzzer in my company, so it was clear something had been up. If she'd been a guy, she would have been hard as a rock.
As it was, I mostly chalked it up to Zoe's inexperience. Sometimes Sveta even gets a little shy about dancing the two-finger tango. Me, I'm over shyness about fingering myself, but I was just raised that way. Old habits die hard.
Anyway, I let it go, left the room, let her get back to it, figured that was that. But it kept happening. I don't mean it happened every time I came into the room or anything, but I "caught" Zoe giving herself panty CPR more than once over the course of the following few days, and she was always extremely coy about it.
So I figured, hey, gal's got a secret fetish she's not letting on about. That's cool. Communication is key, but it takes time. I even harbored a small hope that maybe Zoe was turned on by incest and that would make everything so much easier, but I also know that liking incest porn and being okay with the real thing are two very different things, so it was a very small hope.
Then one day I was watching porn myself on my computer and had managed to stray pretty far afield from my typical fare. I had found this fetish model who was super into piss, and while I hadn't been looking for it, it tickled a certain fancy, so I was watching this model piss in the woods or something like that and didn't even notice that Zoe had come in until she said, "Oh my god, you like it too?!"
Understand that I haven't told Zoe everything. I haven't told Zoe a lot of things. Zoe is blissfully unaware of this blog, for example. She also has no idea how well-traveled I am, sexually. I haven't hidden it from her, but I haven't held story time or anything. She knows what she's asked about and if I haven't volunteered additional information, that's on me I guess.
So poor Zoe had no idea that she wasn't just some sick freak who enjoyed watersports. I guess it's partially on her for not being honest about it, but come on, she's young, relatively inexperienced, and Sveta and I have never brought it up.
Thus I got to have a delightful conversation about piss play with Zoe, piss play novice. She was extremely eager though, once she got over the initial shock. And she's definitely subbe in this regard. Has no interest in peeing on anyone, really, but is definitely down for being used to pee on, in, or around.
Sveta and I have tried a little watersports stuff, but she's not that into it, and I am largely dominant with other women when it comes to lesbian piss play. But hey, Zoe wanted it, wanted it bad, so who was I to say no to being given the gift of a gal who wants a little domination?
It didn't take much to get me to adjourn to the bathroom, though I did tell Zoe that it would be even better if we had a better tub. She was practically begging to eat me out while I pissed on her though. We stripped down and I let the girl get to work revving up my engine, which didn't take much, then I stopped her and said, "I think maybe your first time, you should take it slow, okay?"
"Okay Lexi," she said, looking up at me with these liquid eyes that just made me want to throw caution to the winds and fill her stomach with gold. I resisted. Time enough for that later.
I really should have drunk more water and waited, so it wouldn't be quite as strong a taste, but she didn't want to wait and honestly neither did I. "Open your mouth," I said, gently but firmly. She obeyed. "Now, stick your tongue out and just taste it first." And I relaxed a little and let the piss trickle onto her tongue.
And she loved it.
Caution was thrown decidedly to the winds shortly thereafter because Zoe was doing the throwing. I pulled her head to my cunt, let her lips wrap around my pubis, and then let flow, and God damn if she didn't start drinking it like she was made for it. It's not like in porn where they let it spill out so you can see it. She wanted all of it, and she got it.
I came up empty before either of us were really ready to stop, but then I pulled her up to kiss her, tasting my pussy and my piss on her lips. Then we fucked, hard, in the shower, with a strapon, me behind her pulling her back onto me. I didn't cum until I forcefully pulled her face down to my pussy and ordered her to lick me clean.
Then after that, I felt really guilty for being so forceful, so I helped her to bed and spent a long time tenderly licking her vulva until she begged me to stop because she couldn't stand to cum anymore.
It was, in a word, hot. Hot as hell, in fact. We discussed it and she was totally game, wanted more. Plus she's interested in peeing her panties, or doing it outside. It's getting too cold to do that these days, but who knows?
Anyway, Zoe's a little piss freak. Who would have guessed?
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