Splatter 3

 I'm washing my hands in a dim restroom. I look down
and there's warm water running over my hands, and then I
look back up. The door opens, and in walks a dark-haired
woman. I can still sense the warm water on my hands.

The woman is wearing a skirt. She stands in my line of
vision and lifts it; she has on white underwear. As I
watch her, she parts her legs slightly and a small stream
of pee eminates from between her legs. I watch her for
a moment, then look back down at my hands, only now she
is there and I'm washing my hands in her piss, right
below the crotch of her soaked panties. I'm aroused,
very aroused.

Kate scratched her head thoughtfully. She had just dreamed
this dream, and wrote it down faithfully. Her dream the night
before was similar, so were many nights before that. She sighed
and put away her dream journal. She hoped her lover didn't read
it. Still aroused, Kate took off her pajama bottoms and laid there naked, waiting for her lover to finish with the shower.
Last night's dream affected her differently. She was in a
twilight meadow, near a pond. She sat down by the pond and put her feet in the water, which was as warm as bathwater. She could see the woman from across the pond. The woman entered the pond, swam up to the shallows in front of Kate and came toward her. Kate could now see the woman was nude, water streamed from her hair down her breasts. She came toward Kate and kissed her, parting her mouth with her tongue. She stood up and buried her cunt in Kate's open mouth, and Kate felt a gush of warm piss enter her mouth.

 Kate swallowed hard, lapping up as much of the piss as possible. The rest she let pour down her face, on her body. Before she woke up, she came hard.

Kate had almost rubbed her clit to a nice, wet orgasm when the
shower stopped. She sighed, not wanting to give up reminiscing
about these dreams. "I never thought about this kind of thing
before" she had told her therapist after her first few dreams.
"But now I can't stop thinking about it. It's.... Exciting.
Worrisome. Disgusting." Her therapist had told her not to get
upset, and to keep the journal to see if something "came up." Bad choice of words, Kate thought this morning, something's always "coming up" but it ain't insights.

Her lover Lacey walked into the bedroom from the shower. Kate
watched her towel down her plump, beautiful ass and large breasts, and pondered asking for a sick day just to explore those well-loved body parts. "Better get into the shower, hon, We're running a bit late." Lacey, all business in the mornings, probably couldn't be talked into playing that kind of hooky. Kate sighed. "OKay hon.

I'll be quick." She set the shower massage on blast and let it
work on her swollen clit as she thought about nibbling her lover's left labia.

I'm on a beach. The waves are quiet and gentle, and there is a warm rain falling. I'm lying on the wet sand, watching the clouds above. The clouds start coming down slowly, but I'm not afraid. As they come closer I realize they're hair, silky dark hair. I can see the rain coming from them, but the drops are shining gold.

Now the hairy clouds look like a cunt, and I can see that the drops are a stream coming down from the cunt. As it moves down it becomes much smaller, more lifelike. The stream courses down my face and breasts, I start fucking myself with my hand as the golden showers rain down on me. It is the woman again, standing over me, covering my face with piss. I lap up as much as possible. She lowers herself on me; I lap with eagerness at her wet cunt. I can feel my own bladder straining, and I'm coming again; coming and pissing on myself at the same time.

Kate woke up sweating after this one. She grabbed her journal
and headed toward the bathroom, not noticing until she got there that she'd wet her panties. Fortunately, it didn't soak through her thick pajama bottoms; she didn't want to have to explain that to Lacey. It wasn't like either of them were prudes; they happily played with light bondage and whipping once in a while. Heaven knows it wasn't like she didn't trust her beloved; but the images were so forbidden. Sharing them with Lacey seemed too-- shameful? perverted? She didn't know. She hoped they'd go away, but then she didn't. She didn't know. She couldn't go back to sleep that night.

Kate got home from work before Lacey; but this evening Lacey's
truck was parked outside the apartment. That's odd, Kate thought, but didn't make much of it until she got inside. Lacey stood there with a enigmatic grin on her face and nothing else.
"I found your journal, girlfriend. We should talk. Actually,
talk is *not* what I had in mind." Kate just stood there
dumbfounded. Lacey came up to Kate, put her arms around her and
whispered in her ear. "It's OK. We can do it all, we can do
nothing. But you're not alone." Lacey kissed her lips then backed off a bit. "OK, lover. Get your clothes off and your ass into bed." Kate practically ripped off her clothes as she dashed into the bedroom.

She noted that Lacey must've taken off early and maxed her
Visa card at the local leather store. The sheets were latex and
there were brand new restraints encircling the mattress. She
noticed that there were several bottles of Evian in a cooler; most of them were empty. Breathing hard and shaking, Kate lowered herself onto the latex sheets. Somehow Lacey had warmed them.

That moved Kate immensely.

"No more words." Lacey commanded. "You're to stay quiet."
Lacey proceeded to lock Kate's wrists into fur-lined cuffs,
attaching them to the restraints. Her ankles got the same
treatment. Lacey put a pillow under her head and put a liter of
Evian next to her mouth. "Here, drink." She took the water
gratefully; she had serious cotton mouth right now. Lacey tossed the bottle aside after she drained it and straddled her body. She rubbed her cunt against Kate's and leaned down to kiss her hard on the mouth. "OK, lover. You have a safe word; use it if you need to but from here on I'm in charge." Kate took a big gulp of air. She could feel the throbbing wetness in her cunt; this was no dream.

Lacey pulled back up and started rubbing against Kate's cunt
again. She moaned and released a measured pulse of piss down her lover's swollen cunt. "Ah..." Kate moaned. She could feel the stream dribble down her cunt lips, pooling and wetting her dry ass.

Lacey let another slight stream go and Kate was so aroused she damn near ached. Almost unconsciously her arm moved in order to get her hand down to her clit but the restraints held it back. "I knew that was gonna happen" said Lacey, still grinding her cunt on Lacey's mons, "I knew I'd better restrain you before you shortened the fun." She let another burst of piss soak Kate's cunt, this time strong enough to hit Kate's swollen, distended clitoris. Kate could feel the piss surround her clit head, tickling the outside of her labia lips. The piss pool had soaked her ass, and wet her lower back. Lacey had moved up now, and was straddling Kate's stomach.

Lacey reached out and started stroking Kate's nipples. The
feel of her nipples hardening and her wet cunt electrified her
spine. She could see her lover's bush, drops of wetness still
clinging to some of the hair, her swollen labia, her swollen
clitoris. Kate wanted, needed to taste her. Lacey brushed her
cunt hairs across Kate's belly; she released more piss on her
belly, soaking her skin and leaving a small pool of piss in her
belly button. Lacey leaned over her and grabbed something off the headboard; she presented a gleaming pair of tit clamps to Kate.

Kate bit her lower lip at the sight. She loved the way Lacey
touched and bit her nipples-- but tit clamps? Lacey stroked Kate's nipples to a proud erection, and gingerly placed the clamps on each one. She then tightened, alternating one at a time. Each tightening sent delicious shivers down Kate's back, directly to her clitoris, which would've been screaming in ecstasy if it could scream. Lacey moved forward, pushing Kate's tits together with her thighs until her nipples were almost touching. They were still sensitive from the pain of the tit clamps. Lacey took a deep breath and blasted a well-aimed rivulet of piss onto Kate's nipples. She felt the hot blast against her hard, sore nipples; the sensation sent her into orbit. The piss ran down her tits and behind her back; she could feel it encroach her hair. Her whole body was now laying in a pool of warm pee. Her arms ached to touch herself.

She could see where the stream of piss was leaving Lacey's
body and she longed to lick off the drops clinging to the coarse hairs. Lacey smiled at her. "Getting greedy, eh? Your tongue can't reach it. Yet." She started working her way up Kate's body, moving at a slow, studied pace. By the time she straddled Kate's face, Kate could feel her own bladder straining from the liter of Evian. Lacey carefully lowered her cunt onto Kate's mouth, spreading her cunt lips so that Kate's hungry tongue could lap everything up. She then loosened Kate's right hand, which immediately started toward her own swollen clit.

"Easy, baby." Lacey admonished, holding back Kate's arm.

"Let's make this last a bit longer." Lacey grinded her hips to the rhythm of Kate's tongue greedily licking off what was left of Kate's piss. Lacey raised up again, releasing Lacey's arm and spreading her cunt lips. Kate waited. Lacey's cunt was swollen and purple; she could see Lacey's piss hole release a strong, golden current of warm piss. The current captured the glint of the light as it hit Kate's face. Kate felt the warm piss glide down her face and her hair. She relished it; soaked every bit of skin she could get under the stream. She lapped the stream of piss with her tongue, let it sweep down her neck and between her breasts.

She rubbed her clit, feeling the wet skin of her labia stroke the sensitive organ. She let loose of the piss in her own body; and as she did she had the most incredible orgasm ever. It started from her clit towards her relaxing urethra, it went into her vagina and up her spine, to her throbbing wet nipples, it went from her swallowing mouth into her mind. Her mind was gray, but a shaft of yellow light came through as she came; the woman from her dreams was there. "You don't need me anymore" the woman said and she left through the yellow light. Her head flooded with radiance and heat.

She felt Lacey's clitoris in her mouth as she regained consciousness. She licked gently, realizing that Lacey was having her own orgasm. Lacey flopped beside her, still breathing heavily and took her in her arms. "How did that feel?" said Lacey.

"Wonderful. Awesome." replied Kate, still barely able to talk.
Lacey kissed her deeply. Kate noticed the room radiated with
warmth and glittered a slight yellow.

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