Golden Amber Ch. 01byx2iv©
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My sister was 21 when I turned 18. I had noticed how gorgeous she was as soon as I had hit puberty, but casual glances grew very quickly into infatuation. She was extremely fair-skinned with long hair, very petite with perky breasts, a beautiful face and about 5 feet 3 inches tall. We had a very close relationship because of all the time alone we had when our parents were out; they would sometimes leave us alone in the house overnight and our dependence on each other grew into a sexual urgency that could not be helped. We had so much time alone that we were able to experiment and explore each other's bodies to great depths. She was bi-sexual and open to just about anything.
After having sex during our many intervals alone, she almost always went to the bathroom to pee. I loved watching her naked, especially walk naked and knowing that she was walking to the bathroom did not change my pleasure at watching. I would watch as a mix of our cum, her pussy juices and my jizz, dripped down from her pussy, down her thighs. I then watched her come out of the bathroom and back to me, entranced by the movement. Although I initially took no notice of it, I often found that she would leave the bathroom door open and I could hear her use the bathroom, but I never thought much about it.
One day I asked her: "Can I come with you?"
"Of course!" she said.
I didn't have any particular intentions or ideas in my head; I was just enjoying watching her walk naked, and did not want her out of my sight while she went to use the bathroom. When we reached the bathroom, I didn't know exactly what to do. I just stood there in front of her holding one of her slender hands as she sat down. She began to pee, I could hear the urine hitting the water, and my eyes moved instinctively to the space between her legs. I was trying to catch a glimpse of her pussy, but her legs were not open wide enough for me to see anything interesting.
When she was done, she took a little bit of toiler paper and wiped her pussy and then took a little more to wipe her thighs where our cum had dripped. When she was dry, we both walked back to the bed. To my surprise she didn't seem embarrassed or awkward in the slightest and that helped me to remain poised myself. This happened a couple of times thereafter, and I think about the 3rd time she asked me a question that I had been avoiding asking myself.
"Do you like watching me pee?"
"Yes, I do actually, " I answered honestly.
She had a wide smile on her face though she seemed to be holding back some of the pleasure she felt from my response. "Why didn't you say so before?"
"I didn't know I was going to like it. I've never seen a girl pee before". I paused because I did not know what her response would be to my next request. "Next time when you have to go, I want to see more... will you open your legs for me?"
"Of course" she answered with an even wider smile.
We were both very excited, as it was something new, something untouched, for the both of us. We had never experienced this form of sexuality and it grew very rapidly within us as lust. I had made a request that I wanted us to indulge in before we had sex and not 'after' we had sex as we had been doing thus far. On the night we would explore this new taboo, she wore a black skirt and a white top that I always loved her in. As we kissed passionately, our hearts raced as we both knew in our minds and body what we were anxious to indulge in. I helped her undress, as I wanted her naked, just the way I liked it. She took my hand in hers and started towards the bathroom as I followed. She sat down on the toilet seat with her legs parted just enough for me to see her sweet, gorgeous pussy and I knelt down in front of her. I took my hands on her thighs and parted her legs a bit further... as much as I could, exposing her delicious pussy sitting so beautifully under her navel, between her so delicious thighs.
I looked at her face, staring into her eyes, giving her a gesture of what I wanted. Almost instantly, she started to pee. For the first time in my life, at a distance of just a few inches, I saw her pee. My hands were still on her thighs, almost gripping them, as I watched her pussy flow out a very slightly yellowish, mostly clear liquid, in a very smooth stream. I was mesmerized. In an instant my penis began to grow hard and rigid and was soon standing upright, completely erect. It was very soon after that the flow began to rapidly slow down, and she stopped. But we both knew that we had entered a different sexual dimension and that much was ahead of us.
Even before we got up, or moved a bit, I couldn't help but tell her what I was thinking. "I want to touch it next time."
She wasn't surprised at all, and said to me "I thought you would touch it today, why didn't you?"
I didn't know what to say.
During our conversations and our growing enticement towards this sensuality, a thought that lay deep in my mind, which I didn't dare touch or explore, popped up as a bold question by her. We hadn't talked about it at all, and she finally brought it out into our conversation. She asked me: "Would you want to taste it?"
At first I was quiet because I was a little surprised, but then I resorted to answering her honestly. I said "I would like to... the thought is very exciting, but I don't know how I'll actually take it, how I'll react to it, if I can actually do it."
She seemed to know what I meant and she didn't pursue the subject after that.
That Friday night, she brought up the 'taste' subject again and told me she had an idea, and that it was up to me whether I wanted to try it or not. So I asked her what her idea was. She said to me, "I'll go to the bathroom, I'll pee, you can come with me and watch me. You can touch it, feel it in your hands. When I'm done, we'll go back in bed. But I won't clean myself. I won't wipe myself. You love eating my pussy. Why don't you just eat my pussy after I come from the bathroom? A little bit of my pee would still be there on my pussy, just enough for you to taste a little bit, and it will be mixed in my wetness... that way you'll get to taste it a little, and you can decide whether you want more or not!"
While she described her suggestion to me, it made me feel so aroused, so hot, that I instantly agreed, hungry with anticipation of my chance to be able to do exactly what she described. On Saturday, we were alone in the house once again and we both were anxious and excited to venture further into our forbidden fantasies. We did exactly as we had planned. She even prepared for the opportunity by drinking glasses full of cold water before we found ourselves all alone, hungry and waiting.
As always we began our ritual of love and lust with passionate kisses; I helped her undress, and she took it upon herself to undress me. We adored our bodies, and didn't hesitate to express that. As I traced my lips, my tongue through the contours of her neck, her shoulders, and down towards her breasts, she stood there letting me cherish her beautiful body. And then she finally took my hand in hers and guided me towards the bathroom. I followed her with heart racing.
She sat down on the toilet seat, spread open her legs as wide as she could. I knelt down before her, staring down at her beautiful pussy, with my hands on her thighs, just shy of her pussy lips. She began peeing, and very slowly, I took the fingers of my right hand towards her pussy, and let them intervene with the smooth flow of her stream. The stream felt warm, and it excited me so rapidly. I had an absolutely erect penis and I could feel my pre-cum beginning to build at the tip of my cock. I was at a sexual high that I had never experienced before and I didn't want it to stop.
As promised, she didn't clean herself. I took some toilet paper to wipe my wet hand, and then we both just went back to the bed. She laid herself down on her back, and spread open her legs for me to begin my ritual. I crept up, laying on my stomach, between her legs, all the way up till my face positioned just above her pussy. Wet, still fresh from her pee... I could smell her pee mixing with the fragrance of her pussy and her sexual desire. I didn't waste any moments and gently brought my lips close to her pussy and kissed. Without any further hesitation, almost desperately, I opened my mouth, brought my tongue out and started to lick the crack line of her pussy, all the way from it's start at the bottom, to the top, licking with a heavy stroke. Her pee drenched my tongue and for the first time I tasted it. I loved it!! I absolutely loved it.
She had begun oozing out her wetness, unable to control her sexual excitement, and it began mixing with her leftover pee. It tasted slightly sour, slightly acrid, somewhat strong in taste, but to my mind it almost tasted like the core of her sexuality... it tasted like the inside of her body, like the flow from the depths of her sexual greed. It excited me so much. I opened my mouth wider and started to rapidly, and aggressively lick out and gulp all that I could from her pussy, trying to take in every little bit of pee left on her pussy. And as rapidly I stroked her entire pussy area, I continued to swallow and relish the taste of her pee, not letting one drop of it go to waste. While I was engrossed in licking away every drop of her pee and her wetness, I could feel her body suddenly convulse, jitter, and I could feel a strong orgasm rip through her body, sending more juice flowing out of her pussy and right into my waiting and thirsty mouth. I gave nothing away, and swallowed as fast as it came.
She went through multiple orgasms before I was done eating her. My desire and yearning to taste her pee had only grown and extended to deeper levels. I couldn't shudder at the thought of drinking her pee anymore because I wanted it!! After that day, when I had tasted Jessica's pussy, with her pee still fresh and covering it, I was only more attracted towards this form of sexuality, and wanted more, a lot more then what I got that day. The next opportunity that we both got, I was a lot bolder, and having tasted and relished her pee, I was very keen on going forward and having more. Over our conversations in the days thereafter, she had been very insistent and almost begged me to taste more of it. She told me she absolutely loved having me taste her like this and that she was extremely aroused when I would taste her pee.
"I want you to taste it more. I want you to drink it... I want you to swallow it. I want to pee in your mouth... where I can see you take all of it. Taste all of it. Will you do that for me?"
Engulfed in sexual desire, of course I agreed.
Not long after that conversation we got the chance to take our desires and experience further. She wore a bright red jacket, with a white top, and blue jeans. When we got the chance to be alone, we started messing with each other. Kissing, touching, teasing. We both felt that the preparation we had done the time before had worked and helped us, so this time around as well she drank a couple glasses full of cold water. We both walked up to the bathroom and stood in it, kissing passionately. I loved the taste of her mouth, her tongue, and kissed for minutes unending. I started with her jacket, taking it off, and then taking off her white top, and her beautiful white bra, exposing her beautiful breasts. I didn't waste any time in unbuttoning her jeans and taking them off, and I followed suit with her soft white panties. Once she was completely naked, I placed one hand on her ass, almost diving one of my fingers slightly inside her crack, and the other hand behind her neck, as I kissed her mouth, exploring it with my tongue over and over.
I always felt excited doing this. Me, fully clothed, and her, fully naked, just standing and kissing her, feeling her body, her nudity as it pressed against me. But she only let me kiss her for a few before she wanted me naked as well. I helped her as she took my clothes off, exposing my long rock hard cock. It's tip was swollen, already building pre-cum inside. Our sexual desire had reached its peak and we needed to satisfy our building craving. We both got into the small tub that I had in my bathroom, and I positioned her with her back resting against the wall, and I asked her to spread her legs, and bend slightly. The position exposed her pussy completely, facing front, facing me. I slowly knelt down in front of her, my face right in front of her beautiful pussy, and I put both my hands each on her legs, holding them tight.
Very gently I kissed her pussy, the fragrance enticing me further, and gently I licked the lips. Her wetness had begun dripping out, and I hungrily swept my tongue through the wetness dripping out of the slit in her hot pussy. As I positioned my lips at the topmost beginning of her slit, she let loose and her piss splashed out, almost gushing out from the middle & bottom of her slit. It landed straight on my neck and started hitting my chest as it flowed out in a powerful stream out of her pussy. The smell, the sight, the feeling just encapsulated me in extreme sexual desire, and I could no longer resist. I approached the gushing flow with my lips closed, and I put my face right in front of her pussy, almost touching it with my lips, letting her piss flow across my lips, my cheeks, covering half my face as it flowed down my body, dribbling down my neck and chest and drenching my cock.
I knew it wouldn't be long before it would all stop and I wanted more. I gently parted my lips, opened my mouth, positioned right in front of her beautiful pussy, and let the gushing stream of piss enter my mouth directly. The stream was still in strength, and although my mouth filled quickly and some started to pour out, I could no longer hold the stream and her pee in my mouth and I started to swallow. I drank mouthful after mouthful of her piss as it filled my mouth when gradually the stream began to slow down and the strength weakened. It reached a point where I could hold the pee in my mouth and let it flow out, but I loved the taste, it excited me so much, I had never felt a sexual rush like I felt at that moment, and I continued to drink her pee. I drank till the last drop, till it finally stopped. And I didn't hesitate to dig into her pussy with my lips, with my tongue, fetching out all that was left, loving the mixture of her piss and her pussy juices. I sucked and sucked and aggressively dug into her pussy deeper and deeper, letting my tongue explore the depths of her clit. It was just about minute after that when she exploded into a powerful orgasm... I could feel the spasms in her body, rattling violently, and her orgasm burst her wetness into my mouth. I loved it. It was too amazing.
We took a long shower after that, cleaned ourselves and she told me that it was one of the best orgasms she ever had. And I added, "Perhaps the quickest one too!"
In the times that followed, we would do this quite often. I loved drinking her pee, fresh and enchanting, straight from the source. She would often stand in the tub for me, as I would kneel down before her, drinking all of her piss, showering in her piss, wallowing every drop to the last bit. I loved it. And she loved it too!