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He lifted me above the ground, I wrapped my legs around his waist, he kissed me and said, “It’s my darlings. It can never be uncomfortable.” He kissed again and said, “Can I get to pee at least?” I hugged him again and said, “Go, I didn’t stop you.”
He walked with me, clinging to his body. I was unable to see if he was pointing correctly, and I was feeling uncomfortable. So, I got down and stood beside him to see him peeing. He peed into the toilet and stuffed it back after shaking it well into the commode.
I could still see a small wet patch on my panties and told him. Washing his hands in the basin, he said, “You applied cream on it. Moreover, the foreskin has many folds as it is limp. Obviously, it will hold some pee there only.” My facial expression changed.
He further added, “You told me you would wear all these panties before washing them.” I made an expression of omission. He said, “I remember all the panties I wore. If I find them washed before wearing them, I’ll have you fucked by group of men.”
We came out of the bathroom, and he wore shorts. I asked, “Why shorts now?” He smiled and replied, “Did you forget that you have to drink my pee? I’ll get some water.” I felt nasty even hearing that. He left the room after wearing a T-shirt. I lay on the bed waiting for him to return.
He returned soon with 3 more bottles of water. (We already had 1 unused water bottle) and placed them on the table. I asked him, “Can you at least put them on the floor? I don’t want dirty dreams tonight.” He laughed and kept them on the floor. He joined me on the bed after removing his tee and shorts.
We cosied up under the blanket with his arm around me, comforting and hugging. I woke up early at 5:00 AM, went to the toilet and brushed my teeth. Came out to find Vinay was also up. He smiled and went to the bathroom. I called Prashu and spoke to him for a few minutes.
I informed him that we would be starting at the airport in another 1-2 hours and would be back home by noon. Soon, Vinay came out all nude with a brush in his mouth, went straight to the water bottles and passed one to me. My heart started racing, and I grabbed the bottle and just held it without opening it.
He was still standing there and said, “Hmmmm!” I didn’t open the bottle and just stared at him. He snatched it from me, opened it and handed it to me, asking to drink. I didn’t want to wake the monster in him. I thought, “Let’s give it a try.” I started drinking water.
He went into the bathroom and came back after rinsing his mouth. He too opened a bottle and gulped it down in one go, while I could hardly complete three-fourths of it. He opened another one and said, “Complete that and take one more.”
I said, “I’m not as huge as you. I’ll try to finish this one. Can’t take one more.” He said, “OK, whatever is comfortable for you.” He could complete half of the bottle and tried drinking more, but he also couldn’t drink further. He kept the leftover bottle on the table.
He said, “Until we get the bladders full, let’s do the packing. BTW, if you want some of your dresses, you can take them. They are of no use to me. I may tear and thrash them.” I agreed and collected 2 negligee sets, the shorts and wrap and the bikini set from the second day and packed my bags.
He also got the last pair of thongs that he wore the previous night, and I packed all the used panties in a separate cover. He asked about the butt plug and the vibrator. I told him, I prefer a live dick than a vibrator and I didn’t want them. I set a pair of jeans, a tee, a bra and panties for the return trip.
Apart from that, all the packing was done. By that time, my bladder was full and I went to the washroom to empty it. Once I was out, Vinay too went and emptied his bladder and asked to drink more water. I drank leftover water from my bottle, and Vinay also drank another half bottle.
Vinay observed that all things were packed and pointed out that the negligee that I was wearing was only a pending thing. I winked at him and said, “You can keep this as a Souvenir.” He was happy to hear that and came near me and pulled it over from the top.
While he folded it, I removed the panties and handed them to him. He kissed both of them, stuffed them in his bag and said, “This would be the best gift and will save it forever.” I felt weird waiting for my bladder to get full and did not know what to do.
So I just rolled onto the bed and soon, Vinay also came on top of me, putting all his weight on me. Thought to myself, “What more could I ask for one last time on this trip” and embraced his weight by hugging him. I could feel his wiener starting to rise.
I told him to control it as we had to take a bath and get ready. He said, “Hmm, it’s building pressure to release it in your mouth.” The thought itself was nasty.
After some cuddling and kissing, maybe due to his weight on me, my bladder started building pressure. I told him it’s full and ready now!
He got down from the bed, lifted me in his arms and took me to the bathroom. I was wondering what was so fascinating about this act and asked him, “Is this so exciting for you?” He said, “Well, the thought of peeing in your mouth is motivating me.” I had no words.
He sat on the bathroom ground against the wall and asked me to come closer with each leg on either side of his body. I tried, but he was too huge and my legs were too small to reach his shoulders. He further leaned, put his hands forward and asked to sit on them.
I said, “I can’t pee with so much difficulty.” He asked to try once. He held my butt with both hands and pulled me close to his mouth. I held his head, relaxed muscles and tried to leak slowly. It hit his chin, and immediately he bent a little to catch the stream in his mouth. I felt disgusted and stopped.
By then, he caught some in his mouth, flaunted to me as if he won a trophy, and gurgled and gulped it. I said, “I can’t do it”, left his head and stepped back. He held my hand and said, “OK, anyway, I drank now, that’s enough. You can pee here in the bathroom itself.”
I replied, “Toilet would be more comfortable rather than sitting and peeing in the bathroom.” He stood and turned me to the bathroom drain hole and said, “No, no, don’t sit, just widen your legs and pee.” I said, “It’s not that easy like you men do.”
He didn’t let me finish my words, lifted my left leg, held me, and said, “See, now your legs are wide. Just release it.” I was feeling weird and said, “Please, you drank right. Now, let me finish it in the toilet.” He was not ready to listen to me. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and slowly started leaking.
As soon, as I started leaking, he brought his right hand to the pussy (peehole) and started slowly patting pussy making the pee splash all over me.
Immediately, I stopped again and asked him what he was doing and if all that was necessary. He simply asked to continue as he was enjoying it.
Since I was already drenched, I slowly again continued and played with the stream by patting the pussy. This time, I didn’t care, finished it and the pee was splattered all over me. He shamelessly ran his hand all over my body where the pee was splattered and said, “Now get ready!”
I made a crying face and pleaded, “Please, I don’t want to do this.” He simply pushed me down to my knees and said, “Now, hold my dick pointing to your mouth. When ready, I’ll release.” Again I pleaded one more time, “You already peed over me”
He stopped and said, “I drank your pee, and you must drink mine.” He made me hold his dick. With his other hand, he pulled my lower jaw and held it so that my mouth was open. I removed his hand, said it was not required, and asked him to start. He started peeing directly into my mouth.
Involuntarily, my mouth spat all of that. He stopped and said, “This is not fair.” I asked him to do it again. This time I caught a little, pulled myself back, quickly showed him that I caught it, closed my eyes and gulped it. Don’t ask how it tasted!
With closed eyes only, I tried to stand, but he held my head, preventing me from standing. I opened my eyes to ask why he held me again and soon, he started peeing all over me including face, boobs and all. I tried to stop, but he held my hands and drenched me all over with his pee.
I couldn’t even ask him to stop as he was peeing not just on my body, but also on my eyes, mouth, nose, etc. I was unable even to talk. I shouted at him as I had to wash my hair again. I have been washing my hair every day since we arrived in Goa. He was courteous and helped me bathe.
He washed himself and also washed me while I shampooed my hair. I wanted to rinse myself so I applied soap again and rinsed well. Both of us enjoyed the bath, and by the time we came out, it was almost 7:30 AM. I wiped myself and dried my hair while Vinay also wiped himself.
He put on his clothes and called reception to inform them that we would vacate sometime and prepare the bills to be paid. As planned, I wore my clothes (Jeans, full hands tees), which were comfortable for air travel. Vinay looked at me and said, “Wow, you are looking classy.”
I just smiled. He further said, “Can we have a quicky?” I gave a serious thought in a split second. I wouldn’t get to have sex freely again. Let’s enjoy one more time, as we still have time. I unbuttoned my jeans and lowered them along with my panties.
He too pulled his pants along with his underwear and tee and came to me. By then, my tee was also off of me. He removed the bra, threw it on the bed and pushed me onto the bed. He pulled my legs up and holding them in his hands, started fucking me.
I pushed myself to wrap around him with my legs, and his hands were freed. He paused for a while checking my boobs. With concern, he asked, “There are marks all over your boobs and some parts of your ribs and chest.” I raised my head to check and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll manage with Prashant. You continue.”
He got some confidence and started fondling my boobs while ramming my pussy as if this would be the last fuck of his life. He bent over and locked lips for a kiss. I held his head and played with my tongue in his mouth and enjoyed the kiss. Once released, he again started fucking.
After a few minutes, he asked me to get on all fours. I thought he would take my ass and go on all fours. To my surprise, he inserted his finger in my ass and started fucking my pussy while fingering my ass. Thought to myself, “I’ve been surprised every time.”, and just enjoyed the fuck.
After a few minutes of fucking, he turned me over and pushed his dick into me by raising my lower back with his hands. Soon, he shuddered and released all the load into my pussy. After a brief pause, I was about to get up to clean myself again, but Vinay stopped me.
He inserted his fingers into my pussy to collect his cum. I thought, “Would he ask me to eat it? No problem, bring it on. I already tasted even the nastier things.” But, Vinay removed the juice and applied my pussy and crotch area. I was wondering what he was doing.
He again inserted fingers, removed some more of it and said, “You will wear your panties and bra on this.” I didn’t protest. He applied to my nipples as well and then brought the fingers to my mouth to clean them. I took his fingers in my mouth, sucked them to wipe them clean and swallowed it.
I said, “Help me wear my undergarments, I don’t want anything to spill.” He helped me wear my panties, then made me stand and helped me with the bra before dressing himself. He also didn’t wash his dick and wore his underwear and trousers.
I felt like I should enjoy the trip till the last minute until we boarded the flight and had a naughty thought. I wore my tee but folded my jeans to pack them. Confused, Vinay asked, “Are the jeans spoiled?” I winked at him and said, “No, I will wear shorts and change to jeans at the airport. Just like when we arrived.”
He said, “You became a naughtier bitch.” I laughed and replied, “Who made?” I wore shorts and the wrap skirt. I quickly went into the washroom to do my hair, put a light touch on my face, and apply lipstick. All things were packed, and at the last minute, we realised that we had to return the scooter.
Since everything was packed, we hurried to the front desk and asked them to book a taxi for us to the airport while we returned the scooter. We had sufficient time. Vinay started the scooter, and since I was wearing the skirt, I sat on one side only. Vinay asked if I could remove it and sat on both sides.
I just removed it and since it couldn’t fit in my handbag, I tied it to the handle, sat with my legs on both sides and hugged him. If someone closely observes, they would see the stained panties, which I didn’t realise at that time. Didn’t give much thought to it.
We returned it and had some breakfast in a nearby cafe before returning to the hotel. The receptionist informed us that the taxi had arrived and was waiting in the parking lot. We quickly went to the room, I tied the skirt, collected all the bags and left the room.
The waiter saw us with bags, came forward with a smile and said, “Leaving, madam. Have a nice journey and come back again to this resort only if you happen to visit Goa.” We just smiled and nodded. I left the bags in the taxi. Vinay and the taxi driver loaded the luggage in the trunk.
I settled behind the driver’s seat and reminisced about how the days passed by.
Soon, they also got in and started to the airport. I moved the skirt to expose my leg, took Vinay’s hand, and kept it on my thigh. He smiled and smoothly started to rub my inner thighs while gossiping with the driver.
Looking out of the car window, I widened my legs, allowing him to enjoy himself properly. After a while, he put his hand on my panties. The seam of the shorts is too loose, not just to expose panties, but even his hand could fit in easily. He started rubbing clit over the panties.
The panties had become rough due to the dried cum on them and were stimulating even more causing my pussy to get wet. My heart was racing due to all these. I tried not to stop him and was trying to divert my attention by reading the license plates of passing vehicles, reading the shop names, etc.
After a while, I couldn’t take it any longer, closed my eyes and clutched my legs together tightly. Vinay understood and removed his hand. I took a few seconds to regain myself. After a while, I again took his hand and kept it on my thigh.
That time, he didn’t do much apart from occasionally feeling the thigh by gently pressing it. I didn’t know how long it had flown by, but we reached the airport. I adjusted my skirt, got out of the taxi and proceeded to the airport. We dropped our check-in bags and cleared security.
Before proceeding to the gates, Vinay asked, “By the time we reach, it will be evening. Let’s have a quick bite before proceeding to the gate.” I agreed and quickly had some food. I took the pill again. Vinay enquired, “Do you still need the pill?” I replied, “Just to be sure.”
He again asked, “This will work right?” I told him not to worry, and I’ll take care of it. It was almost boarding time, and I had to change my skirt to a pair of jeans. I said, “OK, that’s it now. Once I change the skirt, I’m on my own.” He understood, came and gave me a tight hug.
One last time, I held his head and gave him a lip kiss. My eyes were almost teary. I quickly rushed to the washroom with my handbag. I removed the skirt and shorts, stuffed them in the bag, and wore the jeans. I checked my makeup and lipstick once again before leaving.
I collected my bags from Vinay, and after that, we were on our way to the boarding. He didn’t touch me or mention anything related to what happened the previous days until we boarded the flight. I felt happy for being so true to himself and respecting the agreement we had.
We were in different seats and I didn’t know when I dozed off. I woke up when the flight was descending and the attendant disturbed me to check if I was wearing a seat belt. After collecting the bags, Vinay helped me with a taxi first and sent me off.
In the taxi, I quickly opened my phone, browsed all the pictures and videos, and hid most of them. (There is a possibility of hiding pics on an iPhone.) I left some of them for Prashu to enjoy since I had promised him that I would share some memories.
I didn’t want to share all of them as I was not sure how he would react. Especially the sex we had on the beach while other guys were watching us and taking pics, etc. It was almost 7:00 PM by the time I reached our home, and Prashu and the kids were waiting.
I got out of the car and hugged the kids, and kissed them. I dearly missed them, while Prashu paid for the cabbie and brought the bags. As I hugged my Prashu, tears rolled down my cheeks and I whispered, “I LOVE YOU, I missed you a lot.”
He kissed me and whispered back, “I love you and I missed you too. Eager to listen to your stories. First, get fresh up, let’s have dinner, and then I want to hear every minute.”
I kissed him back and said, “Surely my love. I’ll take a quick bath and come. Meanwhile, can you order some food?”
Prashu said, “Your mom has sent food. Now, go and get back faster.”
I quickly went into the bathroom and realised that I was wearing cum soaked panty and bra. I covered them with my jeans and a tee and then went to take a bath. I changed into shorts and a tee and came out to find that Prashu had arranged the dinner.
There was a message on my mobile, and it was from Vinay asking if I had reached safely. Prashu read it for me, and I asked him to reply. Prashu responded on my behalf with a thumbs-up emoji.
While in Goa, I had been eating for the sake of filling my stomach. But, at home, I had a hearty meal with my loved ones, listening to kids’ stories and all.
Prashu put the kids to sleep while I cleared the dishes.
Soon, Prashu came to our room, locked the door, jumped on the bed and hugged me tightly. No words were spoken for at least 1 minute. Then I whispered, “Do you want to listen to the stories or see for yourself. Got some candid pics for you.”
Prashu said, “That can wait, I want to eat you first.” I said, “Oh, my baby, I’m all yours. Can you please wait for a time? I’ll quickly clear the emails, and then I’ll be all yours. Until then, you can enjoy my mobile.”
He was disappointed but didn’t argue. He said he would wait for me to finish my job and enjoy the pics along with me. I understood he wanted to enjoy being with me. I love Prashu as he is not just my husband, but he respects me, believes in me, and finds happiness in being with me.
I quickly scanned for important emails and responded to them. Still, it took some 45 minutes to 1 hour. All the while, Prashu also called his parents and did some ad-hoc stuff.
Once done, I joined Prashu in bed and asked him how and from where he wanted to start.