The trolley bus, swaying, drove to a halt and the people cheerfully rushed to fill in all the remaining space of the horned can. The persistent flow squeezed me somewhere in the middle. I, surprisingly, at the first attempt grabbed the rail and turned around for the convenience of the trip. And at that very moment a light-brown flash flashed in my eyes and my face plunged into a shock of female hair. Instinctively recoiling, I looked at her possessor. In front of me, with my back to me, stood a young woman of about thirty. The most common, low growth, not pampushka, but not palpable. You can say plump, but in general a very pretty lady. She turned her head and looked at me, immediately turned away and the trolleybus drove off. I had an overwhelming desire to touch a stranger, to feel her softness, and it seemed to me that it was all very real to do. Without hesitation, having caught the moment of the trolley bus hesitating, I leaned forward and merged with my neighbor. The hand involuntarily slid to her ass and my palm lay on the slit. The lady turned sharply, looked at my strange face and turned away. My hand remained on the woman. But not for long - the people around began to stir, between us someone got in and the contact was interrupted. I looked desperately at the stranger through the crowd. To my joy, she occasionally turned her head and looked at me. Our eyes met and for a couple of seconds we stood this visual duel. Soon the native stop approached. I began to squeeze in to the exit, and to my happiness, my lady also gathered to go out. We were spat out one by one from the flea market, and we ended up on the pavement. The stranger looked at me and headed for the crossing. It seemed to me that in her view there were no cons about me. And although I needed to go home without crossing the street, I did not hesitate for a second that I went to get a woman. Together we crossed the road and went 200 meters deep inside the block. I walked a little distance. Here is the entrance. Suddenly the lady turned sharply around and stopped on the porch. I also got up, not knowing what to do. And she slowly took a couple of steps towards me and said:

- Do you want to tell me something?

“Well, in general, yes,” I replied.

- So what?

“You know, when I saw you there in the trolleybus,” I began, “I suddenly had everything flashed.

- What all?

- Well, all thoughts: feelings:

- And:

- And I: I suddenly felt that the most perverse and unusual desire still can be beautiful and pleasant.

- I.e? - the stranger was slightly surprised.

“I’m surely stunned you now, but you are such a sweet woman that I can’t just get rid of one thought.”

- From what?

“You are so charming, and I just tremble with all the desire to see how you write,” I blurted out and froze.

- Wow, wow! - she said slowly, - nobody has ever told me that.

-: here, - I spread my hands.

- And how do you see it?

- How how? - I was taken aback, - well, everything seems to be clear:

- So you want to spy on me?

- Yes, and it is also. In general, I want to see everything closely. And try everything: - I decided.

I was very worried and did not know what to say or what to do.

- And what about your name, dreamer? - asked the lady.

“Artyom,” I replied, sighing.

- And I - Mira.

“What a rare name,” I said. - Probably you are the same woman.

- Actually, it's not for me to judge this.

There was an awkward pause. We looked at each other.

- You do not worry so, Artem. Your desire is not that nightmarish. As I understand it, you want to try pissing with me, right?

- Yes: - only I said.

- That is, you want me to peep in front of you, and not just that, but on you, I even suspect, in your mouth.

“No, well, I must be lucky! Looks like she understood me correctly! You can't say better. ”I thought with relief, but I couldn’t say anything.

“Let's do this,” Mira began, “tomorrow afternoon, I'll call you back and we will decide what is what.” Okay?

- Of course! - I answered confusedly, - I do not hurry with the answer:

“Tomorrow, then.”

Mira recorded my work phone and we said goodbye.

“Good-bye, dreamer,” she turned and disappeared through the door of the entrance.

The most interesting thing is that Mira called me. And we agreed to meet in the evening. The world was gorgeous, I gave her a bouquet of flowers. We slowly walked along the summer street, drank "Fantu" and talked. As it turned out, she works as a teacher at school. She lives alone. When I asked how she knew about pissing, Mira replied that she had stumbled upon it on the Internet, and that was what I remembered.

Soon, either by accident, or intentionally, we found ourselves near the building, on which the sign “Bath number 1” proudly flaunted. My companion turned to me and said:

- Artem, about your yesterday's proposal - I agree. I thought about it so much that I even caught fire. Here in the bath there are cabins for two, I think we are just right.

Needless to say, I did not mind a bit. After a couple of minutes, we locked ourselves in a stall and began to undress. A very pleasant experience. Mira, not embarrassed, took off her clothes, looking at me and smiling. She was wearing beautiful white lace underwear. My gaze opened beautiful plump hips and gorgeous big breasts. Myra's panties lay down on the bench and I saw a neat black triangle of hair on her pubic hair. Mira completely undressed and became naked in front of me. Her labia were shaved. I took off my panties and my long-standing member jumped free. Mira frankly looked at him:

“Well, let's go,” she said temptingly. We went into the shower and turned on the water - come on, command what I should do, otherwise I got drunk on the drink, I already hate it.

“One moment,” I lay down on the floor, “sit pussy closer to my face and spread it wider.”

And so Mira stood above me so that I was between her bare legs. Then she sat down, legs apart, and the awesome female cunt approached me at a distance of extended tongue. I could not resist and licked her. Mira smiled and spread her genital slits very wide with her fingers.

- What a beauty! - burst out of me. The hand involuntarily reached for the sticking member and squeezed it. I bent my knee to Mira put her back on her. My hand slowly moved over the penis. Mira turned her head, looked:

- I love to look at masturbating men. The very contact of the hand and the member is very exciting to me

“I will,” I said, “come on, start, urinate.”

A small pause, apparently, Mira let the jet out of the depths.

- Everything, poured, - she smiled.

And at this very moment, from the little hole over the opening of the vagina from the very depths of the female perineum, a ringing stream of moisture gushed out with a wide stream. It flowed straight between my lips. I stuck out my tongue, urine instantly filled the entire space of my mouth and began to spill out, flowing down the chin and neck to the floor. Her taste was delicious, insane erotic smell stuck in every cell of the brain. My hand desperately jerked the dick. Mira, tilting her head and opening her mouth, watched in fascination as her urine poured into my mouth and then poured out. Having gathered a whole mouth, I squeezed my lips and, closing my eyes, pressed my chin to my neck, and began to move my head, bathing in the sprinkling ...