****** Dating A Pisser by Lou ******
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Dating A Pisser


The following is a story with is very little if any basis in reality. Any
resemblance to anyone is an accident. You should ignore this story if WS stuff
offends you.

April 1994


I met her at the ball game. She was wearing a buttoned up long coat, which was
surprising since it was a warm day. I noticed her sneakers were wet. I also
noticed the legs of her jeans were a bit wet too! My cock started to stir a bit
since I suspected she had pissed her jeans. I love the sight of a woman in piss
soaked clothing. I kept looking at her, my cock getting hard as I fantasized.
One time she smiled at me. I kept up the eye contact at random intervals and
every time she caught my eye she smiled. I got up the courage to go over and
say hello. Right about then she tapped the guy next to her on the shoulder, and
I kept walking by. She smiled again as I passed her and I went down to the
concession stand, trying to keep some dignity. I bought a hot dog and a coke
and turned to go back to my seat. I almost ran her over as I turned.

"Hi, I'm Kate!" she said that great smile lighting up her face.

"Hi Kate, aren't you a bit warm with that coat?" I said back.

She laughed and said "Well, I've got a small problem, and the coat is hiding
it."

"Not hiding it enough!" I said.

Kate smiled and said, "Oh yeah?"

My erection had returned and I saw Kate check it out before I heard the
unmistakable sound of piss squirting through Kate's jeans.

"Looks like you have a bigger problem now." I said as I watched a puddle form
around Kate's legs.

"Only if we stay for the rest of the game!" she countered. We left the stadium,
Kate leaving a trail of piss and a few wet sneaker prints on the way to her
car.

When we got to the car, the parking lot was fairly deserted, so I asked "Mind
if I have a look?" Kate smiled again as she took her coat off. I almost creamed
my jeans as I saw her soaked jeans. The cheeks of her ass were dark and shiny
with piss as were the crotch and legs of her jeans. Her sneakers were also
soaked with her pee. I started to rub Kate's wet ass but she said "Not here!"
and opened the car door. She unlocked the passenger side and let me in. I
detected an odor of urine in her car as I got in. She drove off and found a
quiet street to park on. She shut the car off and said "Now!". I reached over
and slipped my hand between her legs, rubbing her pussy through her soaked
jeans as our tongues intertwined in a deep kiss. Kate started to piss again as
I rubbed her crotch. Her stream was powerful enough to spurt out through her
jeans. I caught a handful of her piss and tasted it, to Kate's delight. The car
seat was soaked and the smell of fresh urine filled the car. I cupped some more
piss in my hand and slopped my wet hand over Kate's breast, making her bra
visible through the wet material. She laughed and caught a handful of her piss
and rubbed it into the crotch of my jeans. She was still pissing so I did it to
her other breast.

Kate unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock out through the fly. She held my
erection and said "Your turn!"

I started to piss straight up and Kate had a blast, aiming my flow all over the
place. She wet down my shirt and jeans and aimed the stream over her jeans.
While I was still pissing she came over and sat on my lap facing me, my cock up
against her navel. She aimed my piss over her legs and up her belly and was
filling her hands with my piss and rubbing it into her shirt over her breasts.
Soon I ran dry, but the car as well as our clothes were soaked! Kate pulled my
jeans down and I undid hers. She impaled her pussy on my cock and rode me hard!
My face was buried between her piss soaked tits as she wildly humped me. We
both came quickly and soon Kate was still, her arms around me as she sat on my
still erect cock.

"Fantastic!" she said.

"What a mess!" I said, thinking how glad I was this wasn't my car.

"Well worth it!" was her response. I asked her about her pissing at the game.

"Line at the ladies room was too damn long!" was her response.

"Do you piss in public like that a lot?" I asked.

"Yes!" was her reply.

I was a bit concerned. Even though I love the thought of a women in piss soaked
clothing, I always thought of it as a private experience. I had been lucky
enough to have met a woman or two that put up with me, but up til now any women
who would wet for me would only do it if there was absolutely no chance of
discovery.

"If you want to date me, get used to it," Kate said. I didn't say anything else
and Kate got off me and we rearranged our wet clothing. Kate drove me home and
let me off on the curb. I was still noticeably wet and I ran into the house,
hoping my neighbors wouldn't see. I went inside and changed and washed my piss
stained clothes with a constant hardon. I jerked off a couple of times,
reliving our wet experience, before I went to sleep. I decided to go out with
Kate at least once and see what would happen.

The next day I called Kate and offered to take her to dinner. She accepted and
offered to drive. She picked me up at the appropriate hour. I got hard as soon
as I saw her. She had on a short denim miniskirt, tight pink t-shirt and white
pumps. I was really tense throughout dinner, worried that Kate would piss while
we were eating. Kate was pretty brutal with me, constantly talking about
wetting herself the whole meal. Kate behaved for the whole meal. We finished
dinner and were leaving. We stopped to pay for the meal at the front counter. I
was receiving my change when I heard water splattering on the carpet. I turned
around to see what was going on. Kate was pissing on the carpet! Her legs and
pumps were wet with piss. Her skirt was dry, but then Kate looked right at me
and pushed the front of her skirt between her legs. The front of her skirt
quickly turned dark and shiny from her piss as her piss wet down her hand.

"Oh my goodness dear!" she stammered, "I seem to have had an accident!" Kate
came up to me and pushed her wet skirt against my leg at the same time she
dried her hand on my shirt.

I was really embarrassed, but at the same time I felt betrayed because my cock
was almost tearing a hole through my jeans. "I'm sorry..." I stuttered with a
red face to the shocked cashier as we exited.

Outside Kate started laughing uproariously. "You should have seen your face!"
she said. Kate pulled me behind some bushes in the parking lot and hiked up her
skirt. I dropped my jeans and screwed her like crazy. I couldn't believe how
hot we both were as I slammed my cock in and out of her steaming pussy.

We came quickly and Kate asked me if I was ready.

"Ready for what?" I answered.

"Pissing your pants in public."

"Not yet.," I said.

"Well you seem to not mind it if I do!" she said. We left the parking lot and
drove back towards my place.

Kate parked on the same street we had stopped on the day before. I reclined the
seat and Kate got on top of me. I grabbed her ass under her skirt as she
pissed, wetting down my cock through my jeans. When Kate was done we traded
places and I freed my cock and pissed all over her breasts. When her t-shirt
was drenched, I lifted her wet denim skirt up and pissed all over her pussy.
When I ran dry I put my cock into her and pumped away. My piss felt great as it
soaked from her t-shirt into my shirt as we fucked away. I could feel the heels
of her pumps dig into my back as we screwed. My tongue was deep in Kate's
throat as I came, filling her with my hot semen. Kate's heels dug even deeper
as she locked her legs around me in orgasm. Kate dropped me off and I hurried
inside as she drove off.

Kate and I couldn't get together for a few days. I offered to cook her dinner
at my place.

"OK," she said, "but we have to buy the groceries together." So much for my
plan of her not wetting in public! Kate picked me up and we headed to the
supermarket. Kate had on a tight pair of acid-wash jeans, a button down pink
blouse (without a bra) and white boots with high heels. We went through the
store, with me on pins and needles the whole time. We made it to the checkout
counter without incident. My luck ran out though. I heard a sigh behind me and
turned to see Kate. A large dark round spot was centered over her pussy and her
piss was running down her legs, rapidly soaking her jeans. Soon her legs were
dark and shiny with urine from her crotch to her boots and piss was leaking out
the seams of her boots. The cashiers were incredulous as they watched. I paid,
red face and all and was hustling Kate out the door. I just about died when I
heard "Wet cleanup, aisle 4." over the store PA system as Kate squished along
beside me to her car.

"You drive!" she said. Even though I was embarrassed, my cock was rock hard! I
also had thoroughly enjoyed seeing Kate fill her boots with her piss and loved
the sight of her piss soaked tight jeans. By the time we left the parking lot
Kate had my cock out and her head was bobbing up and down in my lap as she
sucked it. I was rubbing Kate's sodden ass as she continued to blow me. After I
filled Kate's mouth with my cum, she sat up and I rubbed her pussy through her
wet jeans for the rest of the drive. Somehow we got back to my place without an
accident.

My next door neighbor got a clear view of Kate's jeans as we went into my
house. He was wide eyed, but didn't say anything. Before Kate picked me up I
had put down plastic sheets on my bed. We went straight to the bedroom and Kate
jumped up on the bed boots and all. She sat in the center of the bed and I
knelt in front of her and pissed all over her breasts, causing her thin pink
blouse to become transparent and reveal her wonderful breasts. After her shirt
was good and wet she rolled over and I wet down the ass of her jeans. When her
ass was good and wet I pissed down the back of her legs and over each of her
boots. By now my flow had run dry so I started to squeeze Kate's ass through
her jeans. I rubbed her pussy a bit through her wet denim before reaching up
between her legs to undo her jeans. I slipped my cock into her dripping pussy
and we fucked doggy style on the bed. It didn't take me long to cum, and I kept
thrusting away until Kate came too.

Except for the knees and shins of my jeans I was quite dry. Kate decided to do
something about that. She had me pull up my jeans and then lay down. I felt my
piss soaking into my ass and back of my shirt as she straddled my cock and
pissed through her jeans over my cock. I loved the warmth of her urine as it
saturated my jeans and washed over my cock and down the crack of my ass. Kate
move forward, pissing over my shirt on her way to my face. Soon her soggy
crotch was pushed against my nose and I lapped at her piss as it emerged from
the denim. I was soaked and Kate was still pissing. She put her crotch over
mine and humped me, kissing me deeply as her piss continued to flow through
both our jeans. Kate stopped pissing and yanked down my jeans first, then hers,
and impaled herself on my cock, riding me like crazy. I was playing with her
piss soaked breasts as she rode. We came together and Kate collapsed over me,
staying on top of me as my erection slowly went soft inside of her.

Kate and I stripped and had a quick shower. We dressed again and I made dinner.
As we ate Kate tried to talk me into pissing my pants in public. She finally
got me to agree to a semi-public thing. There was a park a couple of miles
outside of the city. I agreed to wearing shorts and pissing them for Kate if we
could find a secluded section of the park that wasn't too crowded.

The appointed day arrived and Kate picked me up. I was wearing khaki shorts a
t-shirt and sneakers. Kate was wearing a t-shirt, denim stretch jeans and
canvas sneakers. We got to the park and took our cooler and picnic basket out.
We did find a secluded spot and set up. We ate lunch and drank a lot of fluid
as the afternoon wore on. The nearest people to us were far enough away so they
couldn't see much, but I was still paranoid because once in a while one or two
people would pass us as they walked through the park.

Finally I could stand it no longer and told Kate I had to pee. I stood up and
Kate watched intently as I let loose. In no time at all my Khaki shorts were
drenched with my piss. I loved the feel of my pee running down my legs and into
my sneakers. Kate was tracing the trails of piss that ran down my legs, then
she started rubbing my cock through my piss soaked shorts. I kept on pissing
and soon Kate's mouth was locked over my cock. She was drinking my piss as it
escaped the wet khaki material. I eventually stopped pissing but Kate kept
working on my cock through my shorts. She unzipped my shorts and pulled my cock
through and started to suck me right there! I looked around fearfully, not
wanting to get caught, but Kate was good at cock sucking and soon I wasn't
thinking about anything except my impending orgasm. I exploded into Kate's
mouth, she couldn't swallow my load and my cock escaped her mouth. I covered
her face with cum as my cock spasmed a couple of times after my main orgasm. My
cum was also dribbling out the corners of her mouth and some had splattered on
her shirt and jeans. Kate seemed to like her face full of cum and was licking
up what she could and gathering the rest with her hand, which she also licked
clean. Kate had a small dark spot in the crotch of her jeans. I stuck my face
their and discovered that it wasn't piss. I'd never seen a woman this wet
before! I pulled her jeans down and stuck my still hard cock in her pussy,
totally forgetting where we were. Luck was with us though, and if there was
anyone watching, they just sat back and enjoyed the sight of us fucking. We
screwed for what seemed like an hour, my cock slipping and sliding around like
crazy in the wet heaven of her pussy. We relaxed for a bit afterwards. We
waited until dusk to start back to the car. My pants had dried some, but what I
had done was obvious. I got a few stares on the way back, and even a smile from
one female, but nobody made any snide remarks, for which I was grateful.

"It's not the end of the world is it?" said Kate. "It is a lot less
embarrassing than I figured, and I love how hot it got you!" I said. "Will you
do it again sometime?" she asked. "Probably, but I'm not going to make a habit
out of it!" was my response. We drove back to my place, me still wet and Kate
more or less dry beside me.