Chapter 3: Gotta Go Now

Ella’s talk with her sister went well, but she wasn’t giving a complete picture. Spanking was just the visible top of their growing iceberg of kinkiness.

It started after an overlong road trip. Ella and Phil burst from their car and ran for their front door. Phil was so desperate; trying to unlock the door he fumbled with his keys while Ella whimpered. The door flung open, and they scrambled for the toilet.

Ella won the race and plopped down with her legs rudely splayed apart exposing her hissing yellow torrent. Right in front of her, a frantic Phil tried to tug down his pants (without unfastening them) and his boxers simultaneously.

His dick popped free wildly hosing his wife from chest to groin. Then he got hold of himself and tried to aim the stream. It turned out, he was directing a powerful stream directly on her clit and pussy lips.

Finally, it was over. Phil suddenly realized what he had just done, and started to apologize.

“El, I’m sor—”

Her lips closed over his cock, and he groaned. Ella surprised herself, also. She had pee all over herself, and had just seen him streaming from only a foot away. She just acted on impulse and wasn’t bothered by the teaspoon or so of piss still lurking inside him.

Almost right away, he had completely stiffened, and she released him.

“Fuck me!”

Without even wiping, Ella jumped up and parked herself on the bed, ready for doggie style. But it was her turn to be surprised. Instead of pushing in and fucking her from behind, as she expected, Phil put his face in and slobbered up as much as he could of her mixture of urine and natural lubrication.

Only then did he straighten up and penetrate her. He was frenzied, pumping like never before. He didn’t last long, she didn’t care. They both came hard, and then collapsed to the mattress gasping.

“I, ah, love, ah, you ... You kinky bastard!”

She stuck out her arm for leverage so she could roll over and on top of him, then swarmed his face with kisses.

“Piss on me anytime, anywhere. I just realized something. For you, doggie style means lick my bottom first then stick in your cock. Like they do with bitches in heat.”