We had been married for a few months and were returning home from a party, when I confided to my husband that I was bursting to pee. It only took him a few minutes to put the car in the garage, and I waited standing with my legs tightly crossed. This excited me and I found myself working my thighs together. I began to realize that I was masturbating in an attempt to hold my pee. ‘Come on, before I wet myself' I said.
Somehow we made it to the door, although I could hardly walk as I wanted so badly to release my pee. As he put the key in the lock I once more crossed my legs and this time I also rubbed my crotch with my fingers. ‘Hurry up or I'll do it here' I urged him.
As soon as the door was open I headed straight for the loo, furiously trying to unfasten the hooks on my trouser suit while also grinding my finger into my pussy and up against my aching pee hole. I didn't care that he came into the loo with me. I dropped my slacks and he helped me tug down my tights and panties. I sat down on the loo and he put his hand between my legs and began feeling me up. I said I would pee in his hand if he didn't stop, but of course he didn't. We began kissing as he masturbated me and I held on to my pee as hard as I could. Then it happened! I had the most fantastic orgasm. I sat there coming and with that gushing a huge forceful stream, my pants round my ankles, my knees held apart as he enjoyed my show.
Then we did what we hadn't done since our courting days, we screwed standing up in the loo! I think it was our quickest ever. I started to come as soon as he put his cock into me.
We fell asleep that night still talking about the eventful evening, and I said we would have to screw sometime when my bladder was full, to see if I liked it. He said he would also like a much closer look at me having a pee. It happened in the early hours of the morning. It must have been the coffee before bed that caused my bladder to wake me. Now was the opportunity, but would he be able to screw me again so soon? I put my hand down and began to play with him. He soon got a hard-on, and in no time my nightie was up round my waist and he was both on me and in me. I didn't realize how badly I needed to pee until then; with his weight on my bladder and his cock rubbing it from inside I thought my pee would be forced out of me any second despite squeezing with all my might every muscle I had down there. To help hold it I found myself working my hips and pelvis like mad which would also increase my sexual pleasure and make me come. He was screwing me harder and harder and I was sure that I was going to pee the bed. ‘Stop a minute, I am starting to pee I just can't hold it in anymore,' I yelled. ‘Randy cow' he panted, and shot off his load, and when I felt him do that I just had to come myself; at the same instant quickly pushing my finger over my pee hole to try and save the matress.
Minutes later we were both out of bed, and he suggested we go into the bathroom. He took my nightie off and I sat with my butt over the edge inside the bathtub, leaning back with my hands on the far edge, my legs wide open near him. As I began to pee he pulled my pussy lips wide open and watched as the force of my stream increased to great force. Aching for quicker relief I gave a good push causing my stream to hit his face, and to my added delight he leaned all the way forward and sunk his lips around my still very sensative clit while slipping his tongue against my pee hole as my tremendous amount of pent up pee continued flooding into his mouth.
Two years ago we stopped overnight in a small town on a visit to my sister. It was very hot and we drank lots of coke. As soon as we got to our hotel room we stripped off, intending to shower. Nature took its course and a screw was inevitable. In my case a pee was urgently needed too! We did three things at once, we screwed standing up in the shower, and when I could hold my pee no longer I just let it go. When he realized I was peeing he quickly pulled me away from the overhead flow of water and dropped down on his knees while spreading my legs. Once again I felt his magical hot wet tongue on my pee hole while my stream continued to gush out of it and I began to cum so hard I sunk down on the shower floor, his mouth never leaving my pussy.