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THE CONFESSION
Spooning and cuddling after our bedtime sex, we talked about the discovery of my new enjoyment with pea. It was a soft and understanding conversation with our warm bodies embracing each other. I confessed that I pe*d on myself after my swim earlier that day. My wife was curious and asked me how it was. ‘It felt warm and was a little exciting.’ The conversation ended with my wife saying, ‘I don’t know, I think I could pea on you.’ My heart jumped with the possibility.

We went for a walk to the lake the next day after work. It was overcast and cool. Not the best for a nude stroll but the unspoken intention was for my wife to pea on me. I was not sure how certain she was in following through so I did not talk about it on the walk. I sat down at the picnic table, not wanting to come across pushy or demanding. If she was open to it, it would happen if not, we would sit here and talk for a bit, maybe have sex, then go back home. I was afraid to bring it up. But this was not an ideal day for hanging out nude and within a minute or so, my wife looked at me ‘So, are we going to do this?’ she asked. I looked at her, hopeful. ‘You’re saying you want to pea on me? ‘Yes, I do.’ We both noticed this short discussion had me rock hard.

We walked over to the dock and I sat down long ways on the diving board facing the lake. My wife came around to face me, one foot outside my left leg, the other on the diving board, between my legs. I leaned back on my left elbow and began stoking my stiffness. The vantage point was exhilarating, my wife’s naked body hovering over me, her p*ssy poised to release its golden treasure on my skin. I looked up at her, she looked down, relaxed, and let brief stream of pea out that trickled onto the upper, inside of my left thigh. My body tingled. I was euphoric. My wife was pe*ing on me! My immediate thought came out as unrestricted words. ‘I want it more than just on my leg’ I begged. She shifted her weight and relaxed again. The stream was steady this time, landing on my abdomen. ‘Ohh, yes’ I thought to myself. The pea covered my stomach and ran off both my sides. I arched up letting it run to my chest. This moved my member into her stream of pea. It was exhilarating but I felt a little ‘over the top’ and pulled back so the stream was spraying on my soaked stomach. Surprisingly, my wife, watching her pea hitting my member and then missing, shifted so her stream was aimed on it again. I gave in completely, moaning with pleasure; I pumped harder while her pea flowed down over my throbbing manhood. The extra liquid acted as a lubricant in my hand glided easily up and down the shaft. The stream trickled to an end. I kept pumping. My wife watched as the remaining drops of pea dripped on my stomach. ‘How was it?’ She asked.

It was amazing. I couldn’t believe it would be that enjoyable. ‘I really liked it’ I said, not wanting to be too elated with the new found pleasure. ‘It was very erotic’ I looked at her and asked ‘Were you ok with it’. ‘Yes’ she said ‘It was fun.’ I rinsed in the lake and we headed home, hand-in-hand. I was hooked. I couldn’t wait until we could try it again. Thankfully, I would only have to wait until the following day after work.
skinnyst skinnyst 46-50, M 1 Response Jan 14

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Very erotic, I hope to have that same experience with a woman sometime. One of my fetish dreams!