"You know Kirsty you really have very nice legs, must be all the football you play, such a pity to hide them with that skirt." As I said this I put my beer down and reached up with both my hands and started to caress her lower legs, from her ankles up over her calf muscles to behind her knees.
"They looked better when you were wearing you bikini bottoms yesterday."
"Really, I didn't think you had noticed David." There was a knowing smile behind that comment and she rather blatantly looked at my trunks.
"You do seem to be rather enjoying the view." As she had been before she was starting to wiggle a little from side to side, I think her bladder was sending her increasingly urgent messages.
"Why don't you raise your skirt so that I can admire your legs, you do like me looking at them don't you?" She nodded and moved her hands to the hem of her skirt.
"You mean like this?" with which she slowly raised it until it was bunched up around her waist and I could again see her pink panties with their very suggestive lips and tongue.
"Yes, that's exactly what I was thinking of. Such lovely legs but such naughty knickers. If I was your father I would put you over my knee and spank your bottom for being so naughty." She dramatically raised her eyebrows at this and again the hint of a smile, so she had thought about that sort of thing too, worth noting for the future but for now I had other ideas.
She was looking increasingly uncomfortable now and had started to bite her bottom lip.
"You look uncomfortable, are you OK?"
"I'm fine, it's just the coke and beer working its way through, I really need the loo. Can I go in and use yours?"
"No." That surprised her.
"I want you to stay and finish your beer, call it a punishment for wearing such naughty knickers, it would serve you right if you wet them."
"Oh God, I don't think I can, I really need to go."
"Stay there and finish your drink." I sat up, so that now my hands could run up and down her thighs both stimulating her and also holding her where she was. It also brought my face to a level with her panties and only a few inches away.
"Go on, drink your beer."
She actually moaned when she raised the bottle to her lips again but she drank some. It took her a good 5 minutes to drain the bottle and she was really jiggling about now. My hands were running up and down the back of her thighs and reaching through to the sensitive skin on her inner thigh right up by her panties.
"There, can I go now?"
"No, I want you to stay longer, to see how long you can hold out for. See if you can last while I count to 100."
"You're kidding. Please no."
"One, two, three...." I was in no hurry and was dragging it out. Kirsty was moving her hips back and forward and side to side to try and ease the pressure on her bladder and had a really pained look on her face. She was still holding her skirt up so I still had a fabulous view to enjoy.
"Twenty one, twenty two, . ..."
"Are you going to make it?"
"No way, I can't."
"Just think how heavenly it will feel to let go, the pleasure and relief will be intense. Such satisfaction."
"Uuuuunnngh."
"The release of pressure, your bladder emptying."
"Pleeeease, this is too much, let me go."
"Thirty five, thirty six....."
"Imagine how good it will feel to let go."
"I can't hold any longer. I have to go and now."
"Don't move." I was very stern and at the same time I gripped the back of her thighs to hold her still."
"Arrrrrggggghhhh. No......" With my face just a few inches from the front of her panties I had a perfect view as she finally lost control. I had never even thought about 'water sports' before and never thought that such a thing would be erotic, but it was fascinating to see the darker patch appear just below the tongue on her panties. It quickly spread between her legs and then after a short delay I could see it running down her thighs.
I could smell its saltiness and warmth, it wasn't strong and was probably very dilute due to everything she had drunk. It didn't seem dirty at all but it was massively erotic and I was very hard indeed. Kirsty's head was bowed in embarrassment and she was biting her lip again but she couldn't stop herself from sighing deeply as the relief washed over her.
"Sit down Kirsty, now." I pulled her down onto my lap, making sure that she landed right on top of my erection and as she sat I pushed my hips up so that my arousal was pressing against her. I could feel the warmth of her pee running over my trunks and between my thighs.
"I bet that feels fantastic, all that pressure released, such a feeling of satisfaction." she moaned again as she continued to pee and ground her hips forward over my cock, now wet with her piss. Still she continued to pee, there seemed no end to it and my crotch and thighs were now also soaked.
"I can't describe how good it feels, it's such a relief, and you feel so hard, does it turn you on?"
"To my surprise it does, it feels warm and very erotic. Does it turn you on too?"
"Yessssss, more than I can believe. I think I am wet and I don't mean from the pee." She finally stopped and relaxed into my lap.
"Stand up now, here beside the lounger." she stood with her legs slightly apart because her panties were drooping in the crotch due to the weight of the wet material.
"Let's get these off you before you start to get cold." I reached up and peeled her soaking knickers down until she could kick them off. I reached behind her and unzipped her skirt which also fell to the ground at her feet.
"My trunks are also wet, take them off for me." it was an instruction rather than a request. She used both hands to grip the waist and I lifted my hips to ease their passage down my legs, as they came down my cock sprang up, as hard as I had ever been and shiny wet with her urine.
"Stand across the lounger again Kirsty." Another instruction which she complied with immediately. This whole experience seemed to have given me a different level of control over her. Of course she was young and I was an adult, even a father figure but this was different. It was a sort of compliance that had a sexual edge to it as if she would do whatever I asked of her.
She was now stood in front at me, still level with my waist but now with only her thin white blouse on. I leant forward again gripping her thighs from behind, I pulled her towards me and moved my head forward at the same time until I was almost touching her nearly bald smooth pussy. She was definitely aroused, her lips were puffy and there was a moist shine further back from where she had peed.
With my nose just millimetres from her I took a long deep sniff, and gave a deep and satisfied moan. My tongue snaked out and licked up the front half of her slit catching the last few remaining drips of urine waiting to drop. The taste was surprisingly pleasant, slightly salty but not pungent or dirty, it was actually a rather subtle taste.
She reached down and pulled my head forward with her hands increasing the strength of contact between us. She pushed her hips forward and my tongue traced further back and into her pussy. There was a different taste and feel here, more slippery and a clear flavour of arousal, there was no hiding her reaction. After licking her clean, all around her pussy including the inside of her thighs, I could not wait a moment longer, my desire was a physical ache.
"Sit down Kirsty." My hands on her hips helped her to lower herself down and onto my lap. My cock lay trapped between us, lined up perfectly along the line of her pussy. With guidance from me she started to slide and grind herself along my length delivering stimulation directly to her clitoris. Without reducing the contact between us I pulled her forward until her head was resting on my chest. I kissed her hair and ran my hands over her bare bottom while allowing her to continue stimulating herself against me.
Both of us revelled in the memory of what had just happened. The build up of tension in Kirsty as her need rose and then peaked with the joy of release tainted by natural embarrassment and then surrender. Through this there had also been a change in the balance between us. Despite her rising need she was absolutely obedient to me. It was something more than the fact that I was a grown up, it was far more of a submission, an acceptance that what I asked or her, no, demanded of her, was ultimately for her good.
She felt that through the pain of denial when her instinct was to simply go to the toilet in the house and then the almost orgasmic release when she finally overcame her inhibitions and emptied her bladder on us both. The combination of pleasure from the release and rising sexual arousal added another element. I was sure that she would play similar games again, perhaps on her own but hopefully with me also.
I had also learned through this, I had never sought sexual pleasure through water games before, I had never felt any desire to. I'm not a prude and it's not that I disapproved but it had never been something that attracted me, I now realised that the dominance element was arousing for me and the act of controlling her so firmly that she had no choice but to wet herself was stimulating. The fact that she then released herself over me too was a surprising additional pleasure. I enjoyed the feeling of her warm urine running over my crotch. The subtle and mild taste of the small amount I tried was also unexpectedly nice.
"Mmmmmm" Kirsty sighed, vibrating against my chest, I was sure that she had experienced as much pleasure as I had. We lay there for a few minutes, the only movement between us the slight back and forth of her hips over my crotch, I did not want us to loose the high that we had just experienced, indeed my contentment did nothing to reduce my aroused state which was being reinforced by her continued stimulation.
"Take your shirt off Kirsty." Obediently she sat up and took her shirt off over her head. I moved my hands from her hips to the sides of her chest just under her now exposed breasts. I pulled her forward until I could take first one nipple and then the other into my mouth, running my tongue around its erect shape to ensure that they sat up pert and hard. She moaned and leant her head back.
With my mouth still running over her chest I moved my hands back to her hips and gripped her firmly and guided her back and forth along the length of my cock. Much though I wanted to penetrate her again as I had yesterday I did not want that to happen here in the garden. Although private there was always the very slight risk that one of her parents would return unexpectedly or that we would some how or other be seen.
"I think we should go inside now don't you?"
"Yes David. Are you going to put it in me again?"
"Not if you don't use the right names I wont. Ask me properly."
"Will you put your big hard cock inside me again David?"
"Better but what is that called?" As we were having this discussion I swung me legs over the side of the lounger without disturbing Kirsty from my lap.
"Will you fuck me with your big hard cock David?"
"What a good idea Kirsty. Would you like that?" In response she leant forward and kissed me fully on the lips - nothing "little girl" in this kiss.
Without breaking our kiss I cupped my hands under her delectable bottom and in one movement stood and took her weight. She wrapped her arms around my neck and we continued to kiss as I walked with her across the garden and into the kitchen. All the time my fully erect cock was nudging at the entrance to her pussy and I cold feel her vaginal juices running down my cock and onto my balls.
Carrying Kirsty like this was no problem at all, she was so small and light that it took almost no effort and anyway she held some of her weight on with her hands around my neck.
Once we were in the kitchen and out of sight of any accidental interruptions I leant her back against a blank piece of wall, moving one hand under her bottom to take her weight I moved the other to my cock so that I could hold its base and guide the head to the entrance of her pussy.
Like this I first rubbed the head up and down her pussy smearing it with her juices so that it was nicely lubricated, at the same time it forced her lips apart in readiness for what was to come. Taking my hand away I gentle lowered her down onto my cock. She sighed as the first couple of inches pushed into her - much easier than yesterday but still very tight.
It felt fantastic to have the head of my cock buried in her pussy and I had to resist the urge to just plunge my full length into her. But that was not what I wanted - I wanted something more delicious more tender and something that would tease at the same time.
Once my cock was securely in the tight glove of her pussy I moved back off the wall and took her full weight again. After a little adjustment I had my arms underneath her knees taking her weight. Like this I walked down the hall to the stairs.
"Do you want to come to my bedroom again Kirsty?"
"Oh yes David, I want you to fuck me on your big bed."
"Alright, seeing as you have asked nicely..."
I started up the stairs; now I could have glided up smoothly but instead I took very deliberate steps almost bouncing my way up so that with each step my cock thrust further into her and then withdrew. By the time we were half way up I was giving her my full length again and she was grunting and gasping each time my pole embedded itself in her little pussy.
She was stretched, she was massively stimulated and she was clearly starting to build to her first orgasm. She was now vigorously bouncing up and down on my cock impaling herself rhythmically as I topped the stairs and walked towards my bedroom.
When I was standing by my bed I pulled her up off my cock which reluctantly left her with a clear slurping sound, she was so juiced up and groaned in frustration as I withdrew. I dropped her on the bed and then quickly turned her slight body until she was face down on her hands and knees.
"Something a little different for you today Kirsty." I lifted her hips up until her bottom was sticking up as much as possible and then I knelt behind her and started planting tiny, delicate little kisses all over the back of her thighs. I approached her sex and even tasted her juices on the inside of her thighs but I avoided actually touching her expectant lips and pussy.
I raised my hands to her buttocks and rather forcefully pushed her buttocks apart exposing her tight little brown rosebud. It was so pretty, puckered and hairless that I could not resist tickling it with the very tip of my tongue. She was incapable of stopping herself from moaning.
"Oh God David that feels amazing. Don't stop, please." I continued to tickle her, just touching her puckered ring with the tip of my tongue and then I stopped, moving my head back a little. She wiggled her bottom trying to find my tongue again.
In response I just blew gently on her ring and down across her pussy - she moaned. Then with no warning I licked firmly from just behind her pussy up and across her rosebud and on up her bottom crack. Then down again to repeat, pushing firmly with my tongue. Always licking from front to back and gradually increasing the pressure of my tongue. Then on the 4th or 5th pass I made my tongue narrow and rigid and pushed hard against her ring, managing to get it to open ever so slightly.
She groaned with pleasure and rolled her hips. I hummed while my mouth was still in contact with her and she moaned again.
"So you like that do you Kirsty?"
"It feels wow David, I never imagined my bottom cold give me pleasure but I want more, please don't stop."
"Seeing your pretty bottom sticking up like that have given me other ideas Kirsty." With this I stood up and firmly grasped her by the hips, she was the perfect height for my cock to slip into her well lubricated pussy and she was ready for me courtesy of our little walk up the stairs.
I touched my cock against her pussy entrance which was still a little open from when we have come up the stairs and felt the intense heat radiating from her. It was delicious as my cock head slipped easily into the warm and moist tightness of her sex. I paused with just my head inside her and teased her with a few tiny little short strokes.
"Does that feel good?" She nodded as she buried her head in the bed cover.
"Do you want a little more?" I was still teasing her with slight movement.
"God yes David, please don't tease me, I want all of you in me."
"You want all of me, every little bit of me? Do you think you are ready for that?"
"Oh yes, please."
"OK then I think this is what you are after." On the word -this- I pulled back with my hands on her hips and pushed forwards with all my strength and buried my cock to the very hilt with one long stroke. Her head shot up and she let out a cross between a yelp and a long gasp.
I didn't give her a moment to recover or to adapt to the extra penetration that doggy style gives before I withdrew again until I almost came out of her and then slammed back in again. She felt no less tight than before but it was clear that there was little pain for her and lots of pleasure, she grunted like an animal as I reached bottom inside her.
We rapidly built a strong rhythm of long and deep strokes, no holding back, no tenderness, just animal lust, rutting like beasts. It did not take long for her breathing to start to catch and become ragged and I could feel her flow of juice increase and her pussy to start to contract around my cock. I knew she would not be long in getting her orgasm and at the same time felt mine start to build.
I just love cumming doggy style, that moment when your body instinctively wants to get even further into her so that it can deposit your potent seed as near to her cervix as possible is just exquisite and the penetration is so much better in this position.
I felt the pressure building in my balls and move to the base of my cock, the rhythm of my strokes changed.
"I going to fill you now Kirsty, do you want my cum in you?"
"Oh God yes, fuck me, fill me, I want yooooouuuuuu, oh God I cummmmminnng tooooooo." She started to grunt with every thrust and I was at her like a jack hammer now. Sweat was pouring off us both and we were making sordid wet slapping sounds as we coupled.
I came first, those last few long and deep strokes, then the pause at your deepest penetration, and then you explode inside her. Rope after rope of cum propelled out of my cock deep inside her womanhood and all over the entrance to her uterus.
It was too much for her, she could feel that juice splash against her insides and she let go herself as waves of intense feeling washed over her, she was making incoherent sounds now, just totally surrendered to her own pleasure.
I could see her hair was stuck to her neck and shoulders by a sheen of sweat and her breathing was irregular and gasping. As we both came down from our orgasms I reached out and held her shoulders, still buried deep in her and I rolled us both over onto our sides.
Spooning like this I was able to add a little tenderness and started to gently stroke her sides and round to her immature chest, feeling and stroking the raised tenderness of her nipples. I could feel myself soften in the drenched sleeve of her pussy, no longer tight as my cock shrunk and before long I popped out with an obscene wet slurping sound, which caused us both to giggle.
"You felt so big and so deep like that, it was amazing. I love it when you fill me with your cum, my mind starts to float and I think I am going to pass out."
"I am glad you like it but there is so much more for you to learn. Do you want to learn more?"
"God yes, it feels amazing and I want it all the time - I thought of nothing else since yesterday and could hardly sleep last night."
"Good, we will have to try and find occasions when we can be alone - your parents must not know as they would not approve and would put a stop to it and I don't think you want that do you?" I tweaked her nipple as I said this and she yelped and rubbed her back and bottom into my front.
"Right young lady, we should have a quick shower after your little accident outside and then you need to get back before your parents get home. I'll just get your things from outside and come and join you in the shower in a minute."
We both got up from the bed, I pointed Kirsty to the shower and pulled some shorts on. I quickly went down to the garden and collected her clothes from beside the lounger where we had abandoned them and went back up to the bathroom - I couldn't resist taking a sniff of the soaking wet knickers. Despite being drenched in Kirsty's urine they did not smell bad - this seemed like a new line of sexual adventure for me.
So I was able to learn something from my rather young neighbour despite all my years of experience. I dropped her skirt and blouse on the bed as I passed and took the knickers into the bathroom with me. The shower was running and Kirsty was in already so I peeled off the shorts I had so recently put on and joined her, knickers in hand.
The first thing I did was to thoroughly rinse her knickers, once I had squeezed them out and draped them over the heated towel rail to dry I turned to my beautiful young companion. She was quite irresistible standing there in the cascade of water, once my hands were properly lathered up I set to helping her to wash thoroughly. It's true that I may have paid particular attention to her bottom and pussy but of course that was just to make sure she was completely clean.
Our shower ended up taking a full 45 minutes as we both seemed to be easily distracted. Before we had finished Kirsty was holding another deposit of my thick semen deep inside her and had a dreamy satisfied smile on her face by the time we had finished.
She finally made it home at about 6.00 pm to make sure that she was there when her mother returned. Although my holiday time was coming to an end we both knew that this would not be the end of our meetings as we were both incapable of stopping what had started the day before. We would have to work on ways to get some private time together.
The End