Unexpected Thoughts Stream Into My Mind:
She had said that she was desperate and couldn’t hold on any longer, as we hadn’t been able to find a toilet nearby.
I said to her, ” look there, there’s a back alley down there. If you need to go that badly, then that looks like your only option.”
She had a definite look of desperation on her face, as she quickly looked up and down the street to see if anyone was coming our way, but as she did, I could already see her heeled feet starting to turn towards the long narrow alley to our left.
I turned to follow her and watched her clear to be seen bare legs, quick in their strides, but strained in the way she walked. She was obviously straining to hold back the flow of pee which now wanted to escape from out between her pussey lips hidden under that white dress she was wearing and I have to admit, I was expecting to see a falling stream of golden liquid dropping down between her inner thighs of her moving legs @ any moment.
It took about twenty steps to reach the back of the alley way and to our surprise there were steps leading down to the back of a building. A sign on the backdoor of the building saying, “only authorized people may enter”. There was a small camera mounted just above the door, with what looked like a communications unit with a button to press just to the side of the door handle.
I stopped as soon as she did, just a foot step behind her and to the side of her, as she stopped right @ the top step of the tiled stairs.
"Can you keep a look out for me?", she said in a as calm as possible voice, yet that seemed as strained as her walking had.
Even before she had finished her request of my attentive eyes, she was already reaching up under the hem of her white dress with both of her hands. Searching for the elasticated band of her panties held taunt around her hips. In one quick, rapid movement, I watched as she started to squat down, the sight of her panties starting to emerge from below her white dress, then sliding down her upper creamy bare thighs to stop just above her knee’s.
Her panties, from what I could now see of them, they seemed to be a bikini style. I could see the stitched in lace to the front of them and to my surprise, the way that she had slid them down her legs, the material had started to turn in on its self, so that I could just see the crotch of them dangling in between her inner thighs.
A clearly visible thin strip of dampness could be seen, which ran a straight course down the middle of the pantie’s thicker gusset of the crotch and I knew then that she must have just been right @ the point of losing the battle to hold back the torrent of pee, any further walking would have been in vain and I would have witnessed the reflective tracking and tracing stream of pee suddenly slip down her inner thighs.
As she squatted down fully, to rest the back of her upper thighs against the ankles of her heeled feet, she then reached and held her knee’s for support to help balance herself, as she then spread her legs apart till her panties then became taunt in there suspension between her creamy thighs.
Suddenly there was a sound that was so familiar, of a flowing, rapid stream falling and hitting against something hard. In this case it was her pee which was now like a raging flooded river, which was ready to bursting its banks. The golden waterfall then hitting the concrete below her spread apart heeled feet as she now held her head forward enough, that her jet black hair now obscured her face.
Even though I couldn’t now see her face, I was able to logically guess it was an expression of pure release from the tortured agony she was in moments earlier, as she had desperately had tried to hold close the hidden pelvic muscles to her peehole, as she clamped down with all of her might to stop the tiny opening from bursting open. The damp strain in the crotch of her panties only confirming that her pelvic muscles were about to falter completely, @ any moment. With small droplets of pee managing to seep out and escape the pressure from within. Tiny droplets which would have been suddenly increasing in rate to a full gushing torrent inside of her panties crotch if she’d walked any further on from where she was now squatting down.
I took a quick glance back to the street front of the alley way, but I wasn’t really worried if someone was walking by or starting to turn into the alley, heading for the back door of the building. Something clicked in my mind just @ that moment, as well as a feeling which I never thought I would experience or have.
As the sound of her gushing, golden pee continued to splash down onto the concrete pavement between her heeled, bare feet. I looked down and to my surprise, I could clearly see the distinct outline of my cock which had rapidly hardened under my trousers that I was wearing. Somehow the sound of her pee hitting the pavement, the sight of seeing her squatting there less than a foot away from me, with her panties held taunt between her spread legs, as her bare ass cheeks were now exposed also as her white dress had slipped slightly up her back from when she had extracted her panties from under her dress. It was all too much of a stimulus for my brain to handle, or to take no notice of.
Though I couldn’t see directly, her gushing flow of golden pee exiting from between her pussey lips, I could see the splash of it casting a circular wave on the now darkened concrete between her held apart feet. A large and increasingly sized pool of liquid was now spreading out over the concrete, to the point where it was now just starting to fall over the edge of the top tiled step just in front of her. Each step of the tiled stairway would soon become its own mini waterfall, as gravity did its work and her pee flowed into every crack and cranny of the masonry below her.
With the quickness of my hardon being felt under my trousers, I now started to fill my head with questions which I never thought that I would ever ask of myself. I now wondered, as I watched her continue to pee, for the very first time, just what did her pussey lips look like and was she one of those now modern girls who regularly shaved their pussey lips and mound completely bare smooth, or was her pussey still framed in a dense patch of jet black pussey hair, of which now tiny droplets of pee were hanging off individual strands of pussey hairs to each side of her pussey lips as the gushing stream flowed out between those soft, crinkled fleshy lips.
I could now feel my cock starting to ache like it had never done so before. The vision before me pricking @ some, until then, unknown fetish within me. Seeing and hearing her pee splash down against the concrete was giving me this sudden lustful urge which I had never felt before.
It was then, that I did something which I found that was a complete surprise to myself. I started to step forward, one foot in front of the other, until I found myself starting to step down the tiled stairs in front of her.
I turned around and as I did, ours eyes locked together but for an instant. Her eyes were suddenly wide open to see me suddenly standing there below her spread apart, squatting legs. Her look of relief had now changed to one of seemingly bewilderment, as to what I was doing.
What I was doing, was very simple, I let my eyes cast downwards, down over her white dress, down over the held taunt crotch of her panties between her inner thighs as she still clasped to each of her knee’s with her hands and finally my eyes stopped, they stopped to catch sight of what I had just moments before had been asking of myself.
Right there @ the point where her creamy soft skin of her inner thighs met together, was a sight which will now forever be ingrained into my mind till the day that I die. There centered in between her spread, squatted legs between her heeled bare feet was the sheen of her exposed wet, pee covered pussey lips. A torrent of golden pee was still gushing out from between those soft crinkled lips and the force was still such, that her inner pussey lips seemingly quivered and shimmered as her pee rushed past them and then flow out in front of her in a golden falling arc. As I continued to cast my eyes in between her spread legs, I now got the answer to my second question I had asked myself. Long jet black pussey hairs did indeed frame her entire pussey mound, though they were trimmed into more of a narrow thin line, rather than her born with triangle patch of hair. From just above her clit, to right down to where her firm ass cheeks met below, her pussey hair had been completely removed. There wasn’t a single trace of pussey hair there, not even a visible sign of black stubble. Each of those prominent, outer, puffy looking pussey lips were completely bare and smooth
Her silence up until then had been expected, but now she seemed to be trying to form words in her mouth.
"What………. what are…………….., what are you doing?", she said, as she still searched my eyes for any answers to my actions.
I didn’t reply straight away, as I was still transfixed by the sight of her beautiful puffy pussey and the flow of pee still streaming out from between those thick fleshy lips.
A moment or two later, just before I spoke, I reached down and felt for the zipper to my trousers. In one firm movement, it reached the bottom of its travel and as it did, I felt my cocks aching confines shift. Looking down I could see the tip of my hard cock poking and pressing through my boxer shorts under my trousers. It would only take one tug @ the band of them and I knew it would spring free. Her eyes now widened more, so much so, that they would have burnt a hole through me, had her eyes really had the heat and fire in them of the sun that I could now see. I flicked a finger downwards against the silk boxer shorts that was exposed through my open fly and out sprang my hardened cock in a quick swishing action until it was able to form a long thick straight line.
My balls felt like they were hard little rocks, as I looked @ the clear pre cum which slowly oozed out from the tip of my cock. It was then, that I reached out in front of me and I felt her eyes track my fingers to their final destination. Just as I got to full reach, I felt it, I felt the material of her panties held taunt between her spread legs and as my fingertips crept forward, it was then that I felt the dampness in the crotch of her panties. The dampness from the tiny droplets of pee which had managed to escape from between her then strained and held pussey lips.
I then reached with my other hand and placed it over and gripped hard onto my still aching hard cock. The dampness of her panties crotch, of seeing her pee still flowing from out between those puffy bare pussey lips was then all too much for my brain to process.
It felt like a searing hot poker had suddenly been applied to those small rock hard balls of mine and I felt the surge swell up inside the shaft of my cock. Just as I was about to explain my actions to her it happened, I watched as the first thick squirting jet of hot white cum shot out from the end of my hard cock.
I watched it shot out and splatter all over her two spread apart knee’s, with the main concentration landing over the material of her held, taunt panties. My mouth then hung open, as another as quick and rapid squirt of cum followed there after, it shot out and sprayed out till it landed all over the hem of her white dress and again splattered in smaller thick droplets on the tops of her bare upper thighs. She now had her eyes firmly fixed on the end of my gripped hard cock in my hand, as the last thick stream of white cum shot out. This squirt of thick cum shot upwards and I watched in sheer amazement, as blobs of thick cum got entangled in her long, straight jet black hair, trailed up to land in the formed swell of her tits were now being pushed up, back over the top of her dress by her squatting legs and track up her neck and chin.
My thick white cum now hung to the soft skin of her face, with some dangling in a sticky formed droplet hanging off of her chin, with a look of breaking free, but far too sticky to overcome the gravity pulling against it.
Never in my life had I felt so horny, never had I felt the rush of cum leave my cock as it did then. A second or two had passed before I then noticed something, her left hand had moved. As I looked back down in between her spread legs, I found her fingers of her left hand were pinched either side of those puffy pussey lips, the flow of her before gushing, golden pee, now starting to ebb away. I watched as she used her fingers to splay open her wet bare pussey lips, to open her pussey slit wider till I was able to clearly see her soft pink entrance to her pusseyhole and of her peehole which still showed a now decreasing and intermittent flow of pee, as she used her pelvic muscles to stem the last of her pee from within her.
When the last few droplets were allowed to seep out and run down the open, exposed face of her pink pussey slit and to then trickle down into the crack of her ass cheeks below. She did one of two things.
First I watched her index finger then shift across from hold that puffy pussey lip to one side, to then be inserted so that her fingertip probed the glistening opening to her pink pusseyhole. As she did this, I then seen her flick out her tongue from her stunned mouth and watched as it made a slow but twisted swirl around her lips of her mouth. The tip of her tongue acting like a scooping spoon, as it pooled up my thick white sticky cum from around her mouth, till it disappeared into her waiting mouth.
I continued to squeeze the last remnants of my cum from out of my still hard and pulsing cock, as she started to slowly finger herself in front of me. The sound of squelching as her finger found the inner pool of pussey cum which had rapidly form inside of her pink pusseyhole could be clearly heard, as she worked her finger deeper with each insertion, till all of the knuckles had disappeared from view. Giving the seemingly effect that she was now missing her middle finger from her hand.
I took one step up towards her, so that my cock was now hung just in front of her cum covered face and watched as she lent forward to eagerly enclose her mouth around the end of my cock’s tip and suck the last blob of thick white cum from it.
I looked down @ her, her lips and mouth slowly sucking away on my cock as she continued to finger herself between her spread bare legs. She now was making lustful moaning noises as she neared her own rapid orgasmic explosion within her body and all I could now think of, was how did I become so aroused by the sight of my step-daughter squatting there to pee, to relieve herself as a natural thing, though not in the normal privacy she would have normally expected and why had I had the most intense orgasm ever when seeing her pee flowing from out of those thick wet and puffy pussey lips.
As she finally let go of my cock, so that she was able to let out a muffled scream, as her orgasm broke over her body. It dawned on me that I wouldn’t find the complete answer to those questions right here and now, but as I watched my step-daughter now sucking @ her sticky wet index finger coated in a glistening coat of her pussey cum, I just knew that there was now going to be plenty of other times, where I would get the chance to.
It was looking like there was going to be alot more time spent in the toilet when back home, now that it was going to be shared by the two of us @ once.