Six months had passed since dedicated nudist Susan Biggs was diagnosed with an overactive bladder and urinary incontinence. In that time, she continued to work for her nudist community's post office from her house, continued exploring her new-found pee fetish further and became one with the natural occurrences of her body. There was one compromise though: Susan didn't want anyone close to her knowing what she did behind the closed doors & curtains of her house. This meant she stopped going out with friends, stopped having friends come over, worked from home full time, and only ventured out for groceries, secretly wearing a diaper to avoid public accidents.
While Susan enjoyed the silent tranquility of her new lifestyle, deep down she wanted someone to be around. Her medication kept her condition under pretty decent control, but she still peed without any notice and this left her uncomfortable to confide in her friends... even her neighbor Lisa, who she secretly had lesbian sex with some time ago. Susan did have one trick though: she knew other people on the internet shared her pee fetish. She posted a personal ad on an erotic meetup site titled: "Single nudist woman with pee fetish looking for someone like-minded."
In full, Susan's ad read:
"I'm Susan, a 26-year-old dedicated nudist looking for someone to either share the rest of my life with or just for casual kinkiness. I'm looking for more than sex though. You see, I have an overactive bladder and urinary incontinence, so I pee without warning. But that's okay as I've developed a pee fetish. I love the feeling of peeing wherever I am in the house or outside. I would need a man who either has a pee fetish himself or just wouldn't mind me peeing in front of him. A nudist man along these lines would also be a huge plus. Serious inquiries only. Hope to talk to you soon."
Susan added her address, contact information, & a topless picture of herself and posted the ad, waiting in anticipation for any reply. While she was working the next day, Susan got a reply to her ad from a man named Rick, who told her he was a 28-year-old secret nudist looking for a nudist woman. Rick was sympathetic to Susan's condition and open-minded enough to at least watch her pee. "When can I come over?" he asked.
"Friday night," Susan said in her reply, "There's an event all my nudist neighbors will be at then, so no one will suspect a thing."
Rick said Friday was perfect for him too and Susan sent him directions to her house. She told him there was one major rule: he would have to tell the front gate guard he was visiting her when he arrived: "You'll also have to be naked in your car when you pull up." Susan said. "I gotta emphasize this is a no clothes allowed community." Rick agreed to that too and said he would see Susan Friday night. This was on a Tuesday night, so Susan spent Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday counting down the minutes until Rick came over. At 7 PM, he called and told her he was about a half-hour away. With that, reality hit Susan like a ton of bricks.
She had arranged a potentially sexual encounter with a man she only knew from words on the internet. "What if he doesn't share my fetish?" Susan thought herself as she peed in her bucket once, "Will I find someone else?" Rick arrived a half-hour after his call right on schedule and knocked on the front door. Susan took a deep breath and answered the door. It was then she saw Rick in the flesh for the first time: a handsome, tan young man with light brown hair, a slim figure, and a penis about 6 inches long.
"Good evening," he said.
"Yes it is, Jerome," Susan replied, "please come in." Jerome stepped in and Susan closed & locked the door behind him. "My gosh, you look lovely," she told him.
"Well thank you, so do you," Rick said. "So do you! I love your body." He then told Susan he wasn't ready for kinky stuff at the moment but would be after some time.
"Okay, can I get you a drink in the meantime?" Susan asked.
"Sure, what do you have?" Rick replied.
"Come take your pick," Susan said as she led him to the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator and let Rick look at her selection of sodas, liquors, and juices. Rick took a can of Mountain Dew, Susan got a bottle of water and the two nudists sat down in the living room to chat. They talked about their lives, jobs, and friends for a while. Rick explained he worked for Corporate America during the day and always enjoyed the feeling of talking his suit off as soon as he got home. "I feel you, Rick," Susan said. "Nothing's better than being one with nature in your natural state."
Before long, Susan had to pee. "I gotta go, are you ready to watch? she asked Rick, "Or should I just go use the toilet so you can ease yourself into this?"
"Just go wherever you want," Rick said, "it's your fetish in your house after all."
With that, Susan got up from the couch, stood in front of the TV, spread her legs wide apart, and began to pee. She watched Rick's face as he took in the view. Her pee lasted for about a minute - possibly as long as 80 seconds - and when she was done, she sat back down next to Rick. "So that's what I'm into," she said, "can you dig it?"
"This should answer your question," Rick said as he got up from the couch. He stood parallel to the coffee table, held his penis in his hand, and relieved himself in front of Susan. He aimed his pee stream up in an arc at first and then sprayed it from side to side. Rick shook his dick dry after he finished and sat back down next to Susan.
"I guess you can dig it," she told him. "Fell free to pee wherever you like as long as you're here."
"Thank you," Rick replied. "You can show me where we can pee next. Until then, what should we do?"
Susan thought about this for a bit. She wanted to go to second base, but wasn't sure if that was a good idea; she had just met Rick after all. Susan also worried about peeing on Rick when they were getting it on; perhaps he only liked peeing wherever he liked and didn't like getting peed on. Then, an idea flashed on Susan. She asked Rick if he wanted her to jerk him off while he rubbed her pussy. Rick was more than down for that and Susan led him to her bedroom. They laid down on the bed and began working on each other.
Susan gently stroked Rick and he stimulated her clit at first, before moving to her vagina. Rick's penis grew bigger and firmer in Susan's hand as the minutes passed. "My first boyfriend's dick was nowhere this nice," she said, "I figured you should know you have a work of art between your legs, Rick."
"Well thank you, Susan," Rick replied, "And might I say your body is a work of art too. I can't get past how gorgeous you are.