December 8, A lesbian peeing story for all to enjoy Amber was sitting on the subway train going into the city. All seats were taken and some passengers were standing. What a stunning woman, thought Amber. Amber was eighteen and a senior in high school. She was familiar with shapely bodies because she was blessed with one.
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A tied and bound Lesley cannot help but start to pee. I started to pee. The feeling of euphoria as the pressure in my bladder began to ease was nothing compared to the thrill I received as a sudden nearby gasp revealed that those who had captured me had caught sight of my toilet. A very wet splattering arose from two locations as my pussy shower completed its arching passage into the air before gravity pulled it downwards to impact firstly against whatever I was bound to. Then the distinctive wet splashing as my piss landed on what appeared to be a tiled floor.
The hotel I had booked stood a little apart from the rest and didn't have its own beach connected to it, but it looked really nice and was affordable. Plus, not being in an area with lots of drunken tourists was a definite advantage in my book. The lady at the reception looked a little tired when we walked in, pulling our suitcases behind us, sweating from the heat and the walk. My friend and sub Martina was looking around excited while I checked us in.
I came across This story the other day and thought some would enjoy it Dear Denise You asked me about my preferences for the strange and unusual. As you know, while I enjoy sex with men, sex with women can be much more satisfying. I believe that this is because it is something illict or forbidden. I would like to tell you about my preferences for what is called watersports. No, young niece, I do not refer to water skiing or swimming.