Mouth Piss

Ugh, you think, as you read the next page on the web site. This is too disgusting. Surely she'll reject it. The instructions a bit long, so you take your time reading them to commit them firmly to memory. You wouldn't dare write any of this down.

That morning, as usual, you take a shower with Cassie and pee in her face. Today you choose to have the rest go in her hair, which somehow seems less degrading, because she's going to be washing it anyway.

After your piss, but before you masturbate, you say, "Cassie, there's something I have been meaning to bring up with you."

She stands and grabs your cock. She's used to the two of you getting off after your morning emission. "What's that?" she asks, with a sexy smile.

"This is serious again," you say.

"Ok, sweetheart, sorry. I'm feeling a bit randy, you know? Anyway... is this about the pissing?"

"Yes," you admit lamely. "I have been loving our sessions -- they mean a lot to me. But sometimes, seeing you there, well... I just wish your mouth was open. I think that would be exceptionally hot. "

She lets go of your cock. "You want to pee in my mouth?" she asks incredulously.

"Yes. Not just in your mouth, but I want you to hold it there until I finish completely. But only if you want it too," you say hastily. "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable. This is just something I've been fantasizing about."

"I see," she replies seriously. Her brows knit together. "Why didn't you bring this up two weeks ago?"

The script has an answer for this question. "I was afraid that you would reject me. Not just say 'no', that is, of course you can do that -- but that you'd be disgusted by me. I couldn't bear that!" This answer, at least, has the virtue of being mostly true.

"Well," she starts.

Oh no. This can't be happening.

"You know, I actually do taste a little most days. I don't mention it because I don't want to upset you. But a little leaks through my lips when it runs down my face, or sometimes I don't manage to wipe it all off. And honestly? The taste isn't all that bad. So I guess I would do that for you, honey." She leans over and kisses your cheek.

"I mean, I can't promise I will really like it. The concentrated taste might be pretty gross, you know? Sometimes it's pretty foul-smelling."

You nod, dumbfounded.

"What do I do with it then? You don't want me to swallow it, do you?"

"No. You could spit it out. I just want to see it in your mouth for a little while."

"How often were you thinking of doing this? Every day?"

There's an answer for this, too. "Yes, in the mornings. But... there's more. Seeing that you'd already be tasting it, and seeing that there isn't much left after I pee normally, I thought you could come into the bathroom with me and clean off the last drops after I pee normally. With your mouth."

She gives you a strange look. "That's what you want? To pee in my mouth in the mornings? And for me to replace 'the shake'? I guess I could brush my teeth afterward."

Oh, no. "No," you say. "You couldn't brush your teeth afterward, since I'd like you to have the taste in your mouth for a while. Let's say at least a half an hour." The instructions also accounted for this contingency.

"I guess that isn't so bad, really. Like I said, I already do taste it a little!" Her face looks so bright and happy that you feel terrible about yourself. "I'll do this for you, honey. I know how much it means to you, and it's such a small sacrifice for me. We're in this for the long haul. Only... you have to stop eating asparagus."

You laugh. "Ok." Then you look down. There's one last thing. "Could you start now?" you ask.

She looks down and sees a couple of drops at the end of your cock, and then bends down and quickly licks them off.

For the rest of the day, you follow the script. When you have to go, you find Cassie and tell her. "I have to take a leak," you say. Then you walk to the bathroom, leave the door open, and start to pee.

Cassie follows you in and stands by you, watching. When you are done, and just a few drops remain, she bends down and carefully licks them from the tip of your cock, then pops the head into her mouth and sucks, to make sure that no more remains.

The next morning is the real test. You wake up and stretch, and find that Cassie is already awake next to you.

"Good morning, sleepyhead!" she says with her usual bright smile. She bites her lip and says, "You ready to go?"

Then she walks sexily toward the bathroom and starts the shower. You follow her and walk in, and she kneels as she does every morning. Today, she opens her mouth wide, though, and then gives you a wink before she shuts her eyes.

Here goes nothing. You aim your cock at her face, and step forward slightly. Then, you begin to piss. The first blast hits her chin, but you quickly redirect it so that it goes directly into her waiting mouth. The piss this morning is yellow and strong, and you wait until her mouth is full before directing the rest of the stream across her features and into her hair.

When you are done, she spits it out. "Yeccch," she says, spitting again. "It tastes pretty bad today!" She scrapes her tongue a little with her fingernails.

I hope that's not cheating.

She's still on her knees, and when she looks up, she sees some droplets hanging from the tip of your cock. Then, your lovely fiancee, trying so hard to please you, leans forward and sucks the drops into her mouth, where they disappear.

Every day follows this same pattern, and on the 1st you open your browser and navigate to the site. Some new options are presented now...