Sun Shower
799 Words
Sun Shower
HE DIDN’T WANT TO DO it. I begged, and even that didn’t work. Devon couldn’t understand why anyone in their right mind would want to be peed on.
Problem was, I couldn’t explain the appeal. I knew I’d have to go to extreme measures.
And that’s what I did.
He was sitting on the couch, catching up on emails, when I walked past him, completely nude. He didn’t notice me. Even naked, he didn’t notice. So I bumped a chair as I walked through the kitchen. That made him look up.
Our eyes met as I opened the back door to slip into the yard.
Totally naked.
“Jyoti!” he called after me. “What are you doing?”
But I was halfway across the grass, basking in the sun. If he wanted a word with me, he’d have to come out, too.
And he did, of course. The lease is in his name. Of course he followed me.
By the time he’d raced down the deck stairs, I was already kneeling in the grass, enjoying the sun’s rays as they felt up my backside.
“What the hell?” he asked. “The upstairs tenants will be home in half an hour. Do you want them to see you in the buff?”
“Not particularly,” I replied.
“Then what? What are you doing?”
I cut to the chase: “I want you to pee on me.”
His mouth gaped. He didn’t even respond.
“Pee on me right here, right now, and I’ll come inside. No one will see me naked. No one will ever know I was out here.”
Devon glanced over his shoulder, at the upstairs windows. Nobody was home. Just us. No one would see.
“Go on, then,” I encouraged him. “Whip it out. Show me your dick.”
His head shook in disbelief. “This is crazy, Jyo. You know that, right? Pure crazy.”
I shrugged my shoulders and said, “So?”
“Come inside.”
“No.”
“Come in!”
“When you pee on me, then I’ll come. If you don’t pee, I’ll stay out here all night. I don’t care who sees me nude.”
I didn’t make empty threats. He knew that about me. If I said I’d camp out naked, that’s what I’d do.
Unless he peed on me.
“What is this about?” he asked. Then, “Can we talk inside?”
“Nothing to discuss,” I said. “No negotiations. I’m happy to come indoors, but only after you’ve peed on me.”
Devon looked back at the house, and then off into the distance. Our yard backed on to fields of power lines, and it was certainly possible someone could walk by and see my bare butt.
“Pee where on you?” Devon asked.
I waved my hands across the front of me. “Could be anywhere: my boobs, my chest, my belly, my face...”
“Face?!” Devon squealed. “That’s just nasty.”
“No it’s not.”
“To me, it is!”
“To me, it’s not.”
I watched his hand inch toward his fly. I don’t think he even realized he was doing it. He huffed and said, “If I do this, you’ll come inside?”
“Yes.”
“You promise?”
“Yes.”
He hesitated. In fact, he hesitated so long I didn’t think he’d do it.
When he finally whipped out his c**k, it all happened so fast.
“I don’t even have to pee,” he grumbled as he stepped closer.
Hard to keep from staring at his c**k. I’d seen it many times, but never in this context.
I guess I was making him nervous, because he couldn’t go. He told me to close my eyes, and I did. Anything to grease the wheels.
Still, nothing happened. Nothing happened, nothing happened, nothing happened...
And then something happened.
A hot trickle of piss moved from my bent knee to my thigh, then up my belly. By the time it caught my breast, that trickle was a full-on stream. He pissed so hard he clearly couldn’t control the flow, because it moved up my neck, to my chin, to my cheek.
“Oh my god, no!” he cried, urging his stream back down my body. “I’m so sorry, Jyo! I didn’t mean for that to happen.”
All I could do was purr, like a satisfied housecat. He’d peed on my face. Not only could I feel his hot urine coating my skin, but I could smell it all over me: somewhat familiar, comforting and clean. I loved the smell of his pee. Such a shame he didn’t understand what this encounter was doing for me. Such a shame I couldn’t describe why I felt like a goddess when he treated me this way. It wasn’t humiliating. It made me feel powerful, and valued, and invincible.
Devon would never understand.
When his hot stream dwindled down to nothing, he quickly tucked his c**k away. I opened my eyes. Even with the sun at my back, Devon’s pee still sparkled against my front. I felt good as gold, shiny and new.
Devon looked at me pleadingly and asked, “Now you’ll come inside? For the love of god, please tell me you’ll come inside!”
“Yes,” I said, with a Mona Lisa smile. “Yes, I’ll come inside.”
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