I have managed to establish un liasion pisseuse with a charming older lady who I met quite by accident at the local hardware store where I was shopping for a replacement toilet seat, of all things. I was looking at a soft closing one when she walked up and said "Sometimes it's good to finish with a bang!". Rather boldly I answered that I never waste my bodily fluid in a toilet after a bang. She asked me where I did dispose of it, after a bang. I then asked her if she would like a cup of coffee in the cafe in the store, saying I had an interesting story to tell her in that regard.
She summed me up and said that it sounded interesting and possibly fun. We repaired to the shop and over a couple of lattes and eclairs proceeded to enjoy one another's company. Her name, coincidentally in light of what was to follow, was Lisa - the same name as my prostitute friend with whom I enjoyed many a piss-soaked afternoon. I opened the bowling by telling her that my story involved toilets, a woman named Lisa and bodily fluids. She played a straight bat to that, smiling and asking for more details. I sent down a couple of slower balls, hoping to tempt her out from the crease. I teased her somewhat before sending down a yorker that revealed that my relationship with Lisa started off in a professional sense and developed into friendship. The final ball of the over was a fast one as I revealed that Lisa pissed in my mouth and I loved it. It was an all-or-nothing move. She could either walk off or play what I had served up.
She squared up for a lusty shot and knocked me for six! She frankly said, with a cat-that-got-the-cream grin that she also had worked as a prostitute and had had regular clients who enjoyed drinking from her spring of eroticism. Lisa is a well educated woman and part of our relationship relies extensively on wordplay, innuendo, punning and finding ways to express filthy thoughts in non-crude but explicit ways. And of course there is the sex as well.
She told me that she had worked in a high-flying job in the telecommunications industry (a point of commonality with me), and had decided to try part-time hooking with an agency that had mature women on its books for discerning clients. Her husband had died in a road accident and she just wanted sex without the emotional baggage. The establishment treated its working girls very well. There was always an opportunity to vet the potential clients via a one-way mirror and pick only men who looked appealing. All of the women were mature, very attractive and presented in evening gowns, not cunt flash catsuits or with boobs hanging out. All would be revealed in private and no-one had ever asked for a refund or expressed dissatisfaction. Lisa is quite busty and what Germans call "zaftig". She is 5' 9" in bare feet; in moderate heels we are the same height.
By this stage I had told her about my presence on Imagefap which covered the wide spectrum of my interests and perversions. We learned that we were both bisexual, which raised the potential possibilities of a relationship to quite an extent.
Lisa bought out her 4G-connected iPad and we hooked into the Net and went to "Huntz4Kuntz". We spent some 15 minutes in my galleries and favourites and then Lisa said she definitely wanted to see me again. I explained I lived about 110 kms from Bendigo but visited about once a month for various medical appointments. JWife did not accompany me and encouraged me to make tha most of getting out of the house. So I had a monthly leave pass, in effect. At this point Lisa said that she could see from my galleries and favourites that I was really into pissy matters. "Piss is the new cum as far as I'm concerned", I told her. Lisa confessed that the two cups of coffee had had a marked diuretic effect on her and she needed to "go potty" as she so charmingly put it.
I 'gallantly' offered to drink it all. Her eyes glistened but told me we were too far from her home to get there without liquid spillage. The hardware store had very well equipped restrooms, the diabled toilet particularly large and in the middle of the afternoon, the store was pretty empty. We walked down and seeing that we were unobserved and no CCTV cameras in sight we entered the disabled room. I immediately laid myself on the floor, she pulled down her panties and hoisted up her dress and lowered herself on my face with an already dripping pisshole right over my eager mouth. A jet of delicious piss shot into my mouth and I eagerly swallowed for what seened like a minute or two. As her stream slowed to an intermittent trickle I had a chance to examine her cunt. She has large fleshy lips, and a fairly gaping vagina. Her clit is medium size and on this occasion was as hard as a rock.
I tongue fucked her as she pushed down my trackie daks and took my cock in a very warm, soft mouth. I nibbled and sucked her clit until I could feel her thighs starting to quiver and a series of contractions rippled across her abdomen. Lisa is a moaner and not a screamer and she ground her cunt onto my face as she climaxed. She had five or six major contractions and then 'collapsed' on me, still sucking my cock. I felt a delightful tightness and warmth spread through my lower groin and I came in her mouth. This was probably only the fourth or fifth time I had cum from being sucked off and it was ... indescribable. We lay there for about five minutes licking one another's genitals until we became aware of the fact that the floor was quite cool.
We dressed and tidied ourselves and walked out. Our story was, if anyone asked, Lisa is my carer and I suffer from disabilities that need the presence of another person when I go to the loo. Under privacy law, it is illegal for a third party to inquire further unless they have an official documented reason for so doing. Anyway all was cool and we walked back to the cafe in a state of post-orgasmic bliss.
As we sat there I told Lisa that it was a pity that I only had tea to drink. She immediately scooted forward in her chair, checked she was unobserved, stuck an empty cup under her dress (she had omitted to put her panties back on) and three quarters filled the cup. As I sipped her warm piss I gently fingered her cunt and licked her juice off my fingers. She remarked that I was a right perve and said we definitely needed to get together again very soon. I knew when my next medical would be in three weeks time and we arranged to meet then at her flat. After exchanging phone numbers, we spent the next 20 minutes or so checking out some Imagefap galleries on her iPad and she indicated what she would like to try at our next meeting. She has a bisexual lesbian girlfriend, Leah, and said she would come along as well. That all happened about 15 months ago now and we get together about every 3-4 weeks. Makes the 200+km return trip to Bendigo worthwhile.
Leah has a bisexual partner, Don, with a very nice cock. I love sucking him to completion or eating his sperm from either woman as a delicious sperm-cunt juice creampie. I also love it when he jacks off and comes on my face. It's usually Lisa that licks it off; Leah says she gets to eat anough of his ejaculate as it is. The gals engage in speculum games and mutual fisting. I love licking Lisa's clit as Leah has half her forearm in her cunt. Lisa comes very heavily on such occasions.
And so it goes. The combinations are very varied and the piss flows freely. Both gals drink one another's and mine and Don's. Sperms fly. Fists fill cunts to capacity. I drink piss and sperm, and lick up any stray juices. My oral fixation is satisfied.
And, ironically, I didn't buy the toilet seat!
