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Golden Tales - 1
by Gr8 Fun (mistletoe_massage@sbcglobal.net)
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This is part one of a multi-part story. Comming of age
with sex and the exploration of golden showers. (mf-
teens, ped, 1st, ws)
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I’ve always loved sex and golden showers. Maybe this
makes me some kind of weirdo, but I don’t care. Peeing
on a girl, or having her pee on me, I love it all.
Standing over a woman on her knees, hot piss cascading
over her face, her hair, her breasts. Aiming my flow
down, over her stomach, and down between her thighs. Or
lying on my back with a girl straddling me like a great
Goddess, gushing forth a scalding stream of delicious
piss. Then our bodies coming together, sliding up and
down against each other even as we pound each other to
frenzied orgasms. The first time I experienced the
wonderful world of golden showers happened when I was
twelve years old.
I had been in the hospital for some kind of surgery,
and the doctor told my parents that I would most likely
suffer incontinence for a few months, until I could
regain control of my bladder. As you might guess, this
started out as a terrifying time for a seventh-grader.
I lived in constant fear of my bladder giving out in
the middle of school. I stubbornly refused to wear a
diaper, even though the doctor and my parents tried to
explain that I shouldn’t be ashamed of it, that even
some adults had to wear them. Naturally nothing they
said could make me wear them, mainly because - for the
first time in school - we were made to take showers
after gym class. I couldn’t let the other guys in the
locker room see me wearing diapers!
One sunny day in April we had Gym class outside, and
were doing a kind of obstacle course. The girl’s gym
class was also outside, doing something like a cross
between dance and cheerleading routines. I was jogging
along the track surrounding the field, when I felt a
warm wetness coming from my crotch. I didn’t even stop,
but ran off the track to a stand of trees that was the
border between the school and some private property. My
bladder finished emptying itself by the time I got to
the trees, and the front of my gym shorts were totally
soaked. I stood there, looking down at myself,
completely at a loss for what to do. Tears of shame and
frustration were just beginning to form at my eyes,
when I heard a voice
"Hi! What’s the mat..." The voice belonged to Jenny,
one of my classmates. It would be a lie to say she was
the prettiest girl in our class, but she was definitely
one of the cutest. She stood around four and a half
feet tall (shorter than me), had long, curly red hair,
and pale freckled skin. Like the other girls she was
wearing a set of gym clothes, a Tee shirt and
sweatpants. Now she stood totally transfixed, staring
at my sodden shorts. "Oh." She gulped, then she raised
her eyes. To my surprise, she smiled and got this
mischievous look in her eyes. "Don’t feel bad, I don’t
mind."
"Are you kidding?" I said "I’ve just p,pissed my
pants!" I looked around, to make sure no others were
coming to investigate. "What am I going to do, how am I
going to get back to the lockers to change without
everybody seeing me?"
"Well," she said, pulling down her sweats "you can wear
these, I’ve got my gym shorts on under ‘em." I couldn’t
believe this was happening. But what she said next blew
my mind. "In fact, I’ll make you feel better. It’s only
fair, since I’ve seen you with wet pants..." She pulled
her shorts down, and off her coltish legs, revealing
white cotton panties. I noticed her panties had little
flowers printed on them, as she squatted and looked up
at me. My eyes were glued to the soft cotton pulled
tight against her crotch, and almost immediately, a wet
spot formed. Totally dumbfounded, I watched as she let
her bladder go. Her panties were completely soaked in
seconds, and then the pee was running down to the
ground through the wet cotton.
I had never seen a girl my own age in such an intimate
position, and the result was fairly predictable for a
12-year-old boy. My dick was hard as oak, and the
school’s gym shorts did nothing to hide my obvious
arousal. Jenny noticed right away, and her smile grew
to a wide grin.
"Uh-oh" she said "looks like you’ve got another
problem." My face went bright red again, and my hands
moved to the front of my shorts, belatedly trying to
hide my stiff member. "Did it make you horny, to watch
me pee?" She asked, still grinning.
"Well, yeah" I said, looking at last from her crotch to
her face. "I mean, I can’t believe you would, I mean
did, this...for me." I dropped my hands back to my
sides, realizing there was no point in trying to hide.
"I’ve never seen a girl’s, you know, uh, pussy, before.
Peeing, or otherwise."
"Well, I didn’t do it only for you, you know." She
said, "I really had to go, anyway." Then the twinkle
was back in her eyes. "You know, we should probably get
cleaned up a little, before going back to the lockers.
Come here."
I was so off-balance from the whole scene; I did as she
asked without thinking. I stepped forward, until I was
standing right in front of her; less than a foot away
from her upturned face. She reached up, and pulled both
my shorts and underwear down at the same time, yanking
them to my sneakers. I had recently begun sprouting
hair above my dick and, although there wasn’t much of
it, I was proud that I was finally starting to look
like a grown man. My dick was as hard as it had ever
been before, and it even throbbed a little, less than
an inch from the tip of her nose. The sharp, alkaline
scent of urine wafted up, as I looked down at her.
"Hey! You have hair, down here!" She exclaimed, gazing
raptly at my dick. She reached forward and took hold of
it, and I jumped slightly from her touch. She pulled it
this way and that, looking at my crotch from every
angle, from my newly-grown hair to my balls.
Then she gave an experimental lick on my inner thigh.
Then a lick along the side of my dick. Then one across
the top of the head. The sensations she caused with
each lick were bright flashes of electricity running
straight to my brain. I think I whimpered, or growled,
or made some kind of noise, because she stopped and
looked up at me "Are you okay?" She asked, concerned.
"I’m fine" I gasped, "It feels awesome! Please, don’t
stop!" Then she started in earnest. She licked every
inch of my crotch; my balls, my thighs, and especially
my dick. I had only started masturbating a few months
before, but I could tell I was getting close to
cumming. My breathing turned ragged, and I think Jenny
knew I was close, because that’s when she pursed her
lips like an "O", and enveloped the head of my dick in
her mouth.
I could feel her tongue fluttering around it, and the
sensation pushed me over the edge. "Oh God, Jenny! I’m
goin...I’m goin..." My dick exploded in Jenny’s mouth.
To her credit, she never moved. She started to swallow,
and I could feel her throat muscles working to take my
cum. At last, I stumbled back, and Jenny stood up.
"Did you like that?" she asked, sounding slightly
nervous "That was the first time I ever... you know,
did that. Did I do it right?"
"Oh yeah, Jenny, that was... that was amazing!" I said.
"I’ve never, I mean, no girl has ever done... that, to
me before." Now it was my turn to smile "So can I... I
mean, do you want me to..." I sort of gestured to her.
"You better believe it!" She said, grinning hugely
again. She yanked her panties down her narrow hips and
over her thin legs, at last pulling them off entirely.
Then she walked over to where she had tossed her
sweats, and laid down on top of them. I knelt in front
of her knees, and looked her in the face. She seemed
suddenly shy, but I certainly understood.
I put my hands on her knees, and slowly pulled them
apart. She didn’t have any hair covering her pussy, and
the skin around her nether lips was shiny with pee. I
leaned forward on my elbows, and slowly gave her outer
lips a lick. Her hips bounced at the touch of my
tongue, and the taste of her pee was sharp and kind of
sour, but not in a bad way.
I tasted her again, and decided I liked it. I began
licking all over when her hands came down, and pulled
her outer lips apart so I could slide my tongue into
her. I started rapidly flicking my tongue up and down
her adolescent slit, and she started moaning. I washed
her pussy clean of all traces of pee with my tongue,
and then I heard her
"God Andy, that feels great!" I could hear the passion
in her voice "Only," her fingers came down, and pulled
back on the hood covering her clitoris "Lick me here,
Okay?"
I gave it a flick with my tongue, and she jumped. I
looked up "Are you okay?" I asked, "That wasn’t too
hard, or anything, was it?"
"No, Andy! That, that feels sooo good!" She gasped. I
went back to the task at hand, and licked her clit with
a will. I wanted her to feel as good as she had made me
feel. I concentrated on her clit, frequently dropping
down to slide my tongue into her swamped young pussy.
Then I felt her legs start trembling, and I could feel
the muscles in her stomach tighten.
"Oh, Oh!" She cried, "Andy, please don’t stop! I’m
going to cum, Andy!" I renewed my assault on her
clitoris with even more speed. She started humping her
pussy up at me, totally lost in the spiraling climax,
until she reached the peak, and her pussy started
clenching. Her orgasm was so strong, her girl juice was
running out of her pussy faster than I could lick it
up. At last she went limp, completely drained by the
experience.
By this time my dick had gotten hard again, and I slid
upward between her damp thighs. We were face to face,
and I leaned down and kissed her. All of my shyness and
embarrassment was gone, only the urgent thrumming of my
cock. No shyness in Jenny either, I saw only raw desire
in her eyes.
No words were needed. I nudged my dick at her tight
young hole, and she rocked her hips upward, spreading
her legs wide. I had some difficulty getting the head
of my dick lined up, and Jenny reached down between us
and grabbed my cock pushing it into the tight folds of
her wet pussy. I was inexperienced, and I thrust into
her hard. Fortunately my earlier activities helped to
ease my passage. She gasped and I paused, feeling
something blocking the head of my cock. I knew it was
her hymen, of course. I wasn’t sexually experienced,
but not ignorant.
"Are you ready?" I asked "I’m gonna bust your cherry,
and I’ve heard it hurts."
"Yes" she said with a smile "It’s supposed to hurt, but
only for a minute." She kissed me "then it feels really
good!" That was all the encouragement I needed. I
backed out a little, then thrust forward. I felt her
cherry give, and she cried out. I stopped again, still
worried.
"Are you okay?" I asked
"Yes" she said, "Yes, okay, now you can start." Then I
began shoving my dick in and out, fast. Jenny was
humping back at me, our hips smacking loudly together.
"Oh!" Jenny gulped, her eyes widening "Oh, Andy, I’m
gonna... I’m gonna cum again!" I was slamming into her
in a frenzy, my own climax beginning to peak
"Jenny!" I gasp "Oh God, Jenny!" It was all I could
manage, before I went over the top, and spewed my seed
deep inside her clamping pussy. She pulled my head down
to her, and buried her mouth in my shoulder. I could
hear her screaming out her orgasm.
After we rested a few minutes, we heard the school bell
signaling the end of the period, and we hurriedly
dressed, laughing like fools the whole time. We made it
back to the lockers with none the wiser, and the next
morning I returned Jenny’s sweats.
"So" she said with the now familiar twinkle in her
eyes, "See you at gym class?"
"You’d better believe it!" That was the start of a
wonderful friendship.
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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