Wet Games

Now in our 60s, my wife and I have been exploring new sexual experiences, now that kids are grown and gone and we have time to experiment. For example, neither of us have been into watersports or pee games, or so we thought.

We are avid outdoors people and like to hike. Being older now, our bladders fill up faster and so rest stops along trail hikes happen more frequently. My wife has always had a bit of penis envy, so when I have to take a pee along the trail, she literally offers a helping hand by holding my penis while I relieve myself. It's not too sexual, but I enjoy her attention. On one hike, we made it to a lovely, isolated lake. We were the only ones there. It was a hot, sunny day, so we decided to take a swim. With nobody around, we skinny dipped. After we swam, my wife sat by the water's edge, leaning back to dry off in the sun. I mentioned I had to pee. I was about to start, when she told me to turn so she could see. I did and accidentally hit her stomach with my flow. She laughed and pointed to her pussy and told me to aim there, so I did. As my pee splashed between her legs, my wife started to masturbate. She leaned back, opened her legs and fingered herself while I kept up my pee. It got hard, however, as I began to have an erection, reducing the stream. Still, she let out a loud groan as my pee trickled down my stiff cock on to her pussy and thighs, which were quivering from her climax.

By now, her face was very flush from her orgasm and she said it was my turn and I should lie down. I did as she asked, laying on the small stretch of sand by the water's edge. I grabbed my cock and began to stroke it while my wife came over and squatted above me. She shaves herself, so I had a lovely view of her lips which parted when she began peeing directly on my cock and hand. I was so turned on that I was pumping my fist up and down rapidly, gasping and grunting as I felt her warm piss land on me. I don't think I lasted more than a minute before I grimaced and thrashed on the ground, sending nice warm spurts of semen on to my stomach.

We both were flush and out of breath, and we giggled as we recovered from what had just happened for the first time between us. We walked hand and hand into the lake water and washed each other off.

Since then, we have replicated the experience in our bathtub, but we both agree the experience is better outdoors. We've returned to the lake several more times and with summer beginning to warm up where we live, we look forward to more watersports by the lake edge.

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