9 comments/ 84454 views/ 44 favorites Pissing for Aunty Nikola By: geronimo_appleby A fairly short one at around 4900 words but one I hope you find entertaining. I aimed this primarily at the pee fetishists, however I couldn't help myself and made Nikola a big-boobed MILF (I was in that kind of mood). Also, as I got close to the finale I then injected the 'Aunty Nikola' thing. I do hope this cross-categorisation doesn't detract from the overall impression of a nasty piss tale. What happens is this one is that Ryan -- 20, has lusted over Nikola -- 40 for a few months. One Saturday night, out of the blue, he gets a phone call from Nikola inviting him to her house. Over he goes on his motorbike and ... Well, read it for yourself. Please send feedback. I'd like to know how this is received by the genuine pee lovers out there. Let me know if there are any other facets to that particular kink I can add to my writings. Feedback can be via PM on Lit, Public Comments below, or email. If you want a reply/response then email is best. There's scope for a follow-up scene to this submission depending on interest and my own circumstances. OK, here it is. I hope you enjoy, and if there are any typos or other fuck-ups in the text I apologise and hope you enjoy it just the same. GA -- Langkawi, Malaysia -- 28th of January 2013 * She looked at me as she unbuttoned the blouse and shrugged it off her shoulders. Her piercing blue eyes held mine, a challenge in Nikola's gaze as she reached back and unclasped her bra. "Do you want me to take it off?" she asked, holding the garment against her chest as the straps slipped down her arms. Oh God, did I want her to take it off! I wanted Nikola to reveal her breasts. I'd fantasised about her boobs so often, imagining the shape of them as I dreamed about the size of her nipples and wondered if the areola surrounding those teats were big and saucer-sized or simply coins of darker flesh. Her eyes held me while her voice, that exciting combination of huskiness and posh-girl vowels -- all gymkhana and hockey and the best schools that Daddy could afford -- made my cock thicken with anticipation. "Yes," I breathed as desire for a woman twenty years my senior curdled my voice with lust. "Yes please ..." "You naughty boy," Nikola said in a low growl that made my cock stiffen to full-blooded tumescence. The woman shrugged. "I suppose you've waited long enough to see them," she sighed. The bra fell away and I gasped. "Fucking hell," I moaned, taking in the sight of Nikola's breasts. "They're better ... so much better than I imagined. Nikola studied her own chest. "I don't understand what the fuss is about," she grinned. "They're just tits." I could tell she was actually pleased by my reaction, but Nikola -- being Nikola -- had to take the piss. "I think they're fucking brilliant," I enthused, eyes glued to the heavy, round globes. "I think you're fucking beautiful." Nikola tossed her head in that way she had, as though her hair was in her eyes, a sort of haughty gesture, a mannerism I'd grown used to as I'd spoken to her, flirted with her for hours while I'd surreptitiously eyed her jugs and thought of nasty, disgusting things I'd like to do to her in bed. Not that I'd seriously considered I'd have a chance of talking Nikola into bed, she had a boyfriend -- albeit an egomaniac prick, a detective sergeant no less, but she seemed to be loyal to the controlling wanker -- but I thought about the 'what if' quite a lot. Plus, Nikola said that me only being twenty was too young for her. Too young my arse; just try me, bitch, I'd fuck you into a coma. It had been a quiet Saturday night and I hadn't been doing much when my mobile phone rang. When I saw Nikola's name on the screen I'd felt a quick buzz of excitement; she'd never called me before, and usually only sent a text in response to one I'd sent her. This was unprecedented and I did harbour a vague hope that maybe ... "Do you fancy coming to my house?" she'd asked in her usual, no-nonsense style when I answered the call. "I'm in with my daughter and her boyfriend and they're driving me fucking insane," she added. I loved it when Nikola swore, which she did with the ease of a sailor, the obscenities sounded so wrong when she delivered them with that la-de-da accent of hers. I knew Nikola's history -- the daughter of a colonel in a good regiment of the British Army; later married to a lawyer and subsequently divorced; two kids, a boy and a girl, the boy living with his dad. In recent years, because of the divorce, Nikola had fallen on difficult financial times but owned the semi-detached house outright and ran her own little newsagent-cum-convenience store in Camberley. "I can be there in twenty minutes," I replied, my voice catching with the sudden rush of anticipation I experienced at the invitation. "Do you want me to bring anything?" "Get me a bottle of wine ... make it two," Nikola replied, "and whatever you're drinking." I grabbed my keys, wallet, helmet and jacket before rushing out of the house. After firing up the bike I rode to the off-licence and filled my day-sack with Nikola's wine and eight cans of lager. Then, fifteen minutes later, after perhaps breaking a few traffic laws on the way, I was outside Nikola's modest semi in Camberley. Nikola took the day-sack and told me where to put my helmet, jacket and boots. She poured wine for herself and gave me one of the beers, putting the remaining seven cans in the freezer compartment of her fridge too cool them down. I popped the tab on the can and followed Nikola's arse -- generous and shapely --into the conservatory at the back of the house. Her daughter sat there, a truculent and pouty nineteen year old, a younger, more willowy version of her mother. The girl, I noticed had a fair pair of boobs on her too, like mother like daughter, but the girl's were only just contained in a loose-fitting tank top. "We're going out," the girl said to her mother in a sulky voice. I guessed she and her boyfriend, a gangling, dark-haired bloke about my age who looked pretty pissed off had had some kind of disagreement. The girl stood up and, ignoring me completely, said good night to Nikola and flounced from the room. The young guy rolled his eyes and rose slowly to his feet. "See ya, Nikola," he said with a wave and a resigned air. "I'll bring her back tomorrow." "No rush," Nikola responded with a bark of a laugh. "You keep her for the weekend, the moody fucking mare." The bloke laughed and raised a hand to me in farewell. Then the front door slammed and we were alone. "She's been a cunt all day," Nikola said with a sight before she swigged at the wine. That was Nikola all over, she may have been to a posh school but she obviously didn't take the deportment side of her education too seriously. We chatted about mundane crap for half an hour or so; I finished one beer while Nikola drained her wine glass. "I'll get us a top-up," the woman said and left me alone in the conservatory. Thinking Nikola was in the kitchen I went in search of toilet and found the cloak room by the front door easily enough. However, when I opened the door the toilet was already occupied, with Nikola sitting on the seat, thighs wide while she pissed a heavy stream of liquid into the bowl. I heard her gasp as I entered, and I would have backed out immediately but I was transfixed by the sight of the woman's thick, dangling labia as she held herself open with her fingers and the piss poured out of her to tinkle into the water below. The gushing torrent of urine tapered to a dribble as I stood in the doorway and stared gape-mouthed at the woman while she peed, her knickers stretched taut as a bowstring between her legs. "Get a good look?" Nikola said in a voice edgy with sarcasm. The woman reached for the toilet roll and tore several sheets off before dabbing at her pussy. Then she stood up and flushed before hauling her underwear into place. "Shit," I gasped, "I'm so sorry, Nik, I didn't know you were in here." "Not to worry," the woman replied. "I should've locked the door." She stared at me for a few beats with a strange expression on her face. "Your turn," she said with a nod at the toilet. "Uhm ... yeah," I responded stepping aside so she could leave. Nikola moved past me but to my surprise she didn't walk away. Again she nodded to the porcelain throne. "Go on then," she insisted. "With you watching?" I asked, incredulous. Nikola folded her arms below her considerable bosom. "Yes," she nodded. "You watched me, now it's my turn." She grinned at me." You don't suffer from stage fright, do you?" "You want to watch me?" I said, nonplussed. That was a new one on me. "Go on," she murmured, her eyes suddenly twinkling. Something in her tone made my cock thicken with interest. Nikola sounded like she might enjoy watching me pee. "Ah ... are you sure?" The woman nodded her head quickly. "Yes, I'm sure. Piss for me, Ryan. Let me see it gush out." "Oh Jesus," I blasphemed. "You really want to see it?" "It's something I ... enjoy, Ryan. My wanker boyfriend introduced me to it. I was a bit put off at first, I mean he wanted me to piss in front of him, I thought it was a disgusting, degrading thing to do, but I fucking love it now." Nikola did her little headshake. "Anyway, he's history now. He's with his wife tonight; I can't deal with his lies any more. He tells me he's going to leave his wife but he never does." I recognised my opportunity when I saw it. It was then or never. If Nikola had finished with her policemen boyfriend, her married policeman boyfriend, and if she wanted to watch me pee ... well, I was game. Unzipping I hauled forth my cock, already thick with interest, and aimed it at the bowl. "Let me hold it," Nikola breathed as she came into the confined space. "Do it, Ryan," the woman sighed. "Piss for me." Oh God, her scent as she pressed her curves against my flank and held my dick between her fingers. "You smell gorgeous, Nik," I moaned as the stream burst from me. The first splash of urine missed the bowl, spraying off the upraised toilet seat and lid until Nikola corrected her aim. "Oops," she chuckled as piss sprinkled into the water. "That's better," she sighed, "I love that sound. It makes me a gooey inside. Lovely piss spurting from a cock into the toilet." Now that was as kinky as fuck, the dirtiest, sexiest thing I'd ever heard, and when those nasty words were delivered in Nikola's husky voice and rounded, plumy vowels I thought I might follow up peeing for Nikola by coming over her hand. "This is so sexy," I groaned as the stream began to dry. "I never knew peeing could be such a turn-on. Fuck, Nikola, I'd never have guessed you were into something this ... this ..." "—Disgusting?" Nikola finished for me. "Depraved? Nasty? Dirty?' "Yes," I breathed when the final drops pitter-pattered into the toilet bowl. "But in a really good, sexy way." "Another drink?" the woman suggested, leaving me to zip up. I followed her quickly, catching up with Nikola at the fridge. "Can I fuck you?" I asked, reckless with desire. Nikola turned to face me and handed me a beer. She stared at me for a long time after, with the wine bottle in her hand she nudged the fridge door closed with her backside. "I don't know about that," she responded, pouring wine into her glass. "Maybe," she added, "but there's something you'd have to do first." Anything! I'd do anything she wanted, any fucking thing at all. I nodded at her. "Whatever you say." I could hear the urgent desperation in my voice. "Come through to the conservatory," Nikola said and led me back through the house. "You can fuck me on one condition," she informed me as she settled onto the sofa, growing coy when I asked her what that condition was. She fixed me with a sly grin, eyes narrowing like a cat's. "Drink your beer first," she purred. I all but poured the beer down my neck I was so keen to get Nikola out of those clothes and into bed. The months I'd worked on her, flirting and making lewd innuendo whenever I had business being in her shop in town. On almost every occasion I'd been rebuffed, coming close to kissing her once until some twat had needed a packet of cigarettes and come into the shop, forcing Nikola out of the storeroom where I had her in a clinch, my arms around her, hands on her waist a second or two before she succumbed to my lips. Now, finally, was this going to be my night? "Another drink?" Nikola said. "Help yourself, but this time have a pint of water first. The glass is in the cupboard above the sink." When I returned to the conservatory, Nikola was on her feet. That was the moment she asked if I wanted to see her breasts, unable to resist one last teasing taunt before she finally revealed herself to me. "Do you really think I'm beautiful?" Nikola asked after I'd breathed the words at her. I swallowed heavily and nodded. "Yes," I replied, "I really do." I gulped again, my eyes on stalks as I stared at those big jugs. "Can I ... can I touch them?" "I suppose so," the woman replied casually. When I tested the weight of Nikola's boobs in my palms I groaned and then lifted one in both hands, squeezing the pliant flesh so I could then suck at one long, thick nipple. "I didn't say anything about sucking my tits," Nikola murmured, "but don't stop," she sighed. I slurped and sucked at those teats, smacking my lips off them as the flesh tightened and grew between my lips. "Big fucking jugs," I mumbled, breath hissing out of my nose since my mouth was full of her. When I released Nikola's breast with a gasp of satisfaction, she stepped back a pace. "Drink your beer," she insisted. "Go on, get it down. Did you drink the water? she asked." I nodded. "Yeah, a pint," and then, while I glugged at the can, Nikola shimmied out of her dark skirt before standing there in front of me, posing with her hands on her hips, the febrile lace of her underwear covering her ungainly labia. "You get out of your clothes," the woman ordered as she sipped her wine. Placing the glass down on the coffee table Nikola then hooked the waist of her knickers and slid them down her legs. "Wow," I sighed. "You're so bloody gorgeous, Nik." My eyes roamed over the woman's curves, every ripe inch of her. "Thank you," Nikola replied. "Do you want to know why I've been holding you at arm's length all this time, Ryan?" Curious, I nodded as I took off my clothes. "Yes, sure, of course." Nikola sipped at the wine again. She smiled an uncharacteristic, self-deprecating smile. "I didn't think you'd want to see me nude." She gave a little shrug. "I mean, I'm over forty years old and you're so good-looking and fit and young ... Why would you look at an old bag like me?" That astounded me. I'd always thought Nikola was super confident; to hear her refer to herself as an old bag had me shaking my head in objection. "Are you joking?" I asked, incredulous. "Didn't I make it plain enough that I fancied you?" Nikola blinked and swigged the remnants of the wine down her throat. "I didn't think you were really serious," she informed me. "I thought you were just ... just taking the piss." I walked to her, my hard-on waving around in front of me. "Does this look like I'm taking the rise out of you?" I growled with my dick in my hand. Nikola gave me her trademark smirk, the sassy, sarcastic one. "It looks like you've risen to the occasion," she smirked. I grabbed her, my fingers closing on the bare flesh of her hips. Her skin, the texture of Nikola's body under my fingers swelled my cock. There she was, a seasoned, mature woman, naked and available. She came towards me, her face closing on mine as we both opened our mouths for that first kiss. I groaned when Nikola's hand closed around my dick. "I want to fuck you so much," I sighed, my hands on her tits again. "You can, Ryan," Nikola breathed. I moaned as her fist squeezed the length of me. "But there's something you have to do first." "I said I'd do anything, Nik." And I would. I was so hot and horny for her at that moment anything she suggested, I would have done. All I could think about was her on her back in bed, her legs spread wide while I positioned myself over her supine body and fucked into her cunt. "I want you to lick my pussy," the woman breathed as we kissed again. "Is that all?" I couldn't believe it. I'd happily lick her pussy for as long as she wanted me to. "Just about," Nikola replied. She broke away from me, releasing my cock as she turned around. "Upstairs," she said, her buttocks jiggling as she walked out of the room. I followed her eagerly, but to my surprise she went to the kitchen rather than towards the stairs. Nikola picked up the pint glass I'd drunk from earlier and filled it. She drained it in several swallows, and I suppose that was a huge clue as to what the woman's intentions were, but I was so worked up and brimming with desire, my cock rigid and eager that I didn't realise why she insisted I drink another pint of water as well. After a second glass of water Nikola grabbed the other bottle of wine and gave me a beer. Then, at last, we went up the stairs. At the halfway point I stopped Nikola and made her bend over in front of me. I was a few treads below her and my face was level with the woman's backside. "What are you doing?" Nikola asked with a giggle as she knelt on one step with her arse inches from my face. "Just giving your cunt a kiss," I murmured, placing the beer can between my feet before I parted Nikola's buttocks with my fingers. The woman's labia peeled apart under the pressure, her sex pouting and scarlet with Nikola's obvious desire. "Oh yes, that's nice," Nikola groaned when I held her open with my thumbs and flicked my tongue across her clitoris. "You dirty fucking bastard," the woman chuckled as, after dabbing the tip of my tongue into the wet opening of her pussy, I then probed at the dark smudge of her sphincter. "You're wet and squirmy in my fucking arsehole ... Ryan," the woman cooed. "That feels so fucking good." We scrambled up the final few stairs to the landing. I grabbed Nikola again, desperate to kiss her and feel the heat of her body pressed against mine. "Fuck, Nik," I gasped, "I've never been this hot for a woman before." She stared at my face, her expression serious for a change. "I believe you. I wish now that I'd let you do this before. I was such a fucking twat to listen to that wanker's lies about leaving his wife. I should have just found myself a hot young stud to fuck me." She grinned, adding, "Just like you." We kissed again, my hands roaming over curves and smooth skin. Then Nikola led me to her bedroom with her fist wrapped around my cock. Ignoring the detail of Nikola's boudoir -- the dressing table and mirror, cosmetics and lotions scattered untidily, clothes littered about, the expanse of mirrored wardrobe -- I watched as the woman climbed onto the bed and lay on her back. She looked at me and swigged wine straight from the neck of the bottle. "Come here and lick my cunt." Nikola opened her legs and splayed her labia with the fingers of one hand. "Right here, darling, kiss me right on my dirty cunt." I popped the tab off the beer can and took three deep swallows before I then abandoned the beer among the lipsticks and perfume on the dressing table. After clambering onto the bed I settled myself over Nikola's body and gazed at the crinkled folds of her depilated vulva. The woman opened herself to me again, peeling back the prepuce to reveal the nub of her clit, all taut and pink. It was as I pushed Nikola's thighs apart and began to suck her clitoris that I felt the swelling in my bladder. I shifted position to ease the pressure, which only worked for a little while. I tried to ignore the sensation as I worked my tongue into Nikola's opening, drawing gasps and sighs from the woman's throat as she squirmed her backside around on the bed. Pissing for Aunty Nikola "Kiss my pussy," Nikola moaned. "That's it Ryan," lick my clit. Suck my cunt. Come on, baby, wriggle that tongue inside me." Minutes ticked past as I tickled every fold and flap of skin between Nikola's legs. The urge to pee increased, because of all that beer and fucking water, but I couldn't stop, not then, not until I'd taken Nikola to that place. I had to give her a climax the first time on my tongue; I had to get her there. It became a race to make Nikola come before I pissed the bed. My bladder felt huge, like a fucking space-hopper, but I gamely did my best to ignore it as Nikola panted and grunted and squealed and swore. "Just a bit further, darling," she groaned as her hips began to judder. "I'm close ... so fucking close." Then she let out a huge grunt and began to squeal. "Yes!" she cried, mauling at her tits while her thighs trembled. "I'm there. I'm fucking coming." Nikola held my head between her palms, tilting my face up so she could stare at me. "Look into my eyes while I come, Ryan. Watch my face ..." The sight of Nikola's face twisted into a grimace of pure ecstasy, her lips buckled, her nose crinkled and her eyes rolling, sent an arterial burst of lust through me. I had to fuck her ... just as soon as I'd peed. But still she wouldn't allow me to leave the bed. "Get your face between my legs," the woman snarled as she held herself open. "But—" I began before she bit my words off. "—Just get your fucking face down there. Look at my cunt. Get close up and watch." So, with my bladder about to pop I moved down and looked at the hot, swollen flesh of Nikola's sex. While I stared at that place I saw the woman's insides bulge in a way I'd never witnessed before. The part of her body surrounding the urethra seemed to swell for a second or two, and then, to my surprise, the little opening dilated suddenly and a jet of hot fluid squirted out of the opening and hit me on the cheek. "Stay there!" Nikola yelled as I recoiled in shock. "Let me piss on you," she added. The stream flowed out of her as Nikola forced the jet from her body. I stayed where I was, just letting the hot urine spatter onto my face. In the few seconds that Nikola let go, the pee gushing out of her, I stared in fascination. As the flow began to subside, for a reason I'm not even sure I know the answer to, in a completely instinctive action, I leaned in and opened my mouth. I tasted the brackish, salty stream of Nikola's outpouring as the stuff poured into my mouth. Then, holding onto that mouthful of piss, I hefted myself up onto my arms and held myself over Nikola's body. I spat a spray of urine over Nikola's tits, forcing the pee between my lips so it emerged as a fine spray. Next, with Nikola's body glistening with her own piss, I leaned in and kissed her mouth, sharing the taste with her. "You're a fucking natural," Nikola whispered, her eyes gleaming as the stream trickled to a slow dribble and then dried up completely. "I never expected you to do that." The woman smeared the liquid over her breasts, her hand sliding down her body to her clitoris. "That was so fucking dirty, Ryan. God it was so sexy." "I need to pee too," I groaned. I'm bursting." Nikola stared at me for a few seconds before she rolled onto her side and then knelt. "Lie down," she commanded, pointing at the sodden sheet. "But I've got to go," I grimaced. "You're hard," she said, indication my erection. "How can you piss through that?" "I don't know," I replied, the need really urgent by then. "But I've got to pee really badly, Nik." "Lie down," the woman insisted, repeating her instruction. I complied, not caring at that point if I pissed Nikola's bed, which is what happened -- kind of. When I'd laid out Nikola climbed over me and straddled my thighs. She hovered above me for a few moments as she held my dick upright and nudged me at her opening. "I can't fuck," I gasped. "I need to pee, there's no way I can fuck and come like this ..." Nikola ignored my high-pitched entreaty, instead lowering her pussy over the knob-end of my cock. The heat and wetness of her engulfed me, and despite my pressing need I groaned anyway. I was inside her, we were joined together, what I'd coveted for months was mine; I had the voluptuous, mature blonde on my dick. "Just go with it," Nikola murmured as she leaned forward and rested on straight arms. Her tits dangled above me, swaying heavily as the woman moved. "Keep still," she instructed. "Let me move a bit." Nikola's nipples brushed my chest as she shifted her knees against the bed and wriggled her hips. "There," she sighed, "do you want to piss?" I nodded and grunted, "Yes." Nikola moved again, and by then her jugs were suspended right above my eyes. I lifted my head an inch or two off the pillow and sucked at one long teat. "Let it go inside me," Nikola murmured. "If you can, Ryan," she added in a whisper. "Flood me with piss." I found that because of the positioning of Nikola's body, with my cock inside her but almost parallel to my own body, like a kink that's been taken out of a hose, and despite being hard, I could pee if I wanted to. "Are you sure?" I asked, swallowing heavily. "Flood me with piss," Nikola repeated more urgently. "Suck my tits and let it go. I want to feel that hot pee fill my cunt. Bathe my insides with it, Ryan." The relief as I swamped Nikola's pussy with urine is indescribable. It felt so good to let it go I groaned as though it was an orgasm. Nikola moaned and reached down between her legs to rub her clit, her hips slowly beginning to move. "What about the bed?" I asked as the hot liquid squelched out of the woman and poured over my hips and thighs, a cascade of urine. I could feel the sheet soaking up the pee while the flow, apparently never-ending, continued to pour out of me. "It's protected, baby," Nikola sighed, her eyes squeezed tight. "Don't you worry about a thing. You won't ruin the bed. You just pump hot piss into Aunty Nikola. Be a good boy and pee for me." "You're the kinkiest bitch I've ever heard of," I groaned. Nikola smirked down at me and tossed her head. "Does that get you horny?" she asked. "Fucking Aunty Nikola? Filling Aunty Nikola's dirty cunt with piss -- does that make you feel like you want to fuck?" The stream finally slowed. "I've finished," I informed the busty woman above me. "Can we fuck now?" "Of course we can, my lovely boy." Nikola began to move quickly, her hips grinding against my pelvis. Her body slap-slapped against mine, with the liquid squelching of my urine farting between us. "I'm going to come soon," Nikola squeaked as she sat upright and squeezed her bouncing tits. "Make me come on your cock, Ryan. Give Aunty Nikola a lovely big climax. Squirt spunk into her cunt, darling." The sight of Nikola's tits rolling above me, the wet sound of our coupling, the depraved words she spat at me, the feeling of wet sheets under me, the piss cooling, the ammonia scent of it, all of that had me close to my own climax very quickly. When Nikola announced she was there, when she cried out that her climax was washing over her -- that was the moment the cork popped on my own squirting orgasm. My cock spat the hot stuff into Nikola's body, pulsing as jizm pumped out of me to flood the woman's insides. We gasped and groaned and pawed at each other, both of us cocooned in our own private world of bliss as we came together. "You're incredible," I panted when Nikola finally rolled off me. "That's just the start, my lovely man. Aunty Nikola wants more of that." "That Aunty stuff is so perverted," I said, my hand stroking one of my lover's breasts. "Fucking sexy though, isn't it?" Nikola replied with a low chuckle. She rolled onto her side and looked at me. "Do you want to see me again?" she asked. I nodded, "You try and keep me away." I leaned in and kissed Nikola's mouth, rolling her onto her back as my cock reversed its downward trend and stiffened again. "Oh what fun we're going to have!" Nikola cried as I slid into the gooey mess of my own spunk.