Tim was on his back deck. Naked, he was lying in one of the plastic lounge chairs. With his wife on a shopping trip and the kids in school, he felt comfortable enough sneaking out back for some self pleasure.

He had recently been engaging in some solo watersports, using his pee as lube for a kinky masturbation session. As he sat fantasizing, he wistfully remembered the early days of marriage, when his wife Dee was open to new adventures. Sadly, fifteen years had passed, and whether it was kids, time, or that middle aged tummy that had developed on both of them, she had gotten less and less adventurous.

Sure, he had tried to broach the subject with her, but she’d just called him a nasty pervert and rolled over to fall asleep in a huff, leaving him with yet another unsatisfied erection.

Tim leaned back and closed his eyes, a hot fantasy going in his head. As the sun warmed his bare skin he relaxed, and soon had a nice flow going. The warm fluid felt great, splashing all over his body. It was a steady stream too, as he guided the flow from his face to his crotch. As his stream came to an end so did his erotic revere as a familiar female voice came to his ears.

“What the fuck?” his wife Dee was screaming at him from around the corner. Stomping up on to the deck she continued her tirade. “What the hell are you doing?”

Tim’s anger at years of sexual neglect came welling up within him. “I was trying to masturbate, thank you very much!” he retorted sharply.

“But ... what the fuck was the piss thing all about.” Dee yelled back. “You becoming a damn pervert?”

“Hey!” he exclaimed, jabbing a wet finger in her direction. “I tried to get you involved and you cut me off. If you hadn’t become such a prude...”

“A prude! A prude!”

“Yes, a goddamn prude. I remember when you used to be willing to try new stuff, no matter how kinky it was. But now...”

“A prude am I?” she screamed. Dee’s body was shaking with rage. “I’ll show you prude you perverted son of a bitch!” Tim’s mouth dropped open, as Dee was screaming she was unzipping her jeans. She suddenly thrust them and her panties down with one swift motion. Kicking them off she was still muttering “You want perverted, I’ll give you perverted.” Pulling off her shirt she flung it across the deck as she straddled Tim, her hairy crotch over his stiffening prick.

Parting her pussy lips, she let a stream of piss blast his cock. “There, how do you like that you dirty bastard?” she said savagely. Looking at Tim, she was dumbfounded at the look of lust and desire on his face. His cock had gotten rock hard, and he was stroking it. Almost to her self she said “Oh my ... you do like it.”

She snapped out of it, her rage returning. Stopping the flow, she snarled “OK, you like that did you. Well let’s just see what a nasty little prick you are.” Moving forward, Dee grabbed him by the hair and shoved his face right into her sopping wet cunt. Relaxing her bladder she shoved another squirt of piss out, then another and another.

Dee fully expected her husband to pull away, but instead he grabbed her fleshy ass and pulled her closer, his tongue licking her! Part of her mind rebelled, saying this was nasty. But ... oh damn it felt so good! It had been so long since Tim had eaten her cunt she’d forgotten how awesome he was at it. Suddenly her head was reeling with desire, lust, passion. Somehow she managed to get her bra off, allowing her D-cups to fly free.