Scat and Piss Femdom - better swollow piss

Stefan was exhausted. His wife, Nikki, had been out late on a business trip again, and he could barely keep his eyes open. He was ready to crawl into bed, close his eyes, and escape into sleep when he heard his wife's voice from the doorway. "Hey, babe?" she asked softly. "Could you do me a favor?"

Stefan sighed, knowing what was coming—he'd gotten good at reading his wife's tone of voice after years of long-distance business trips and late-night reunions. "What is it, Nikki?" he asked wearily. "I'm really tired."

Nikki smiled sensually, her gaze traveling down to his body, her earnest tone mixed with a hint of mischief. "I know you are, babe," she purred, "but I need you to do something for me. Something... special."

Stefan groaned inwardly, but he knew better than to push back against her requests. Plus, it wasn't like he didn't enjoy their unique brand of intimacy—he'd taken quite the liking to it over time. "What do you have in mind, Nikki?" he asked cautiously, bracing himself for whatever she had planned.

Nikki stepped closer, running her fingers through his hair. "I want you to swallow my piss," she said softly, her voice dripping with temptation.

Stefan couldn't believe his ears. He knew it was coming, but he'd hoped against hope that maybe this time she'd forgotten about one of their kinks. "I'm really tired, Nikki," he tried again, trying to reason with her. "Can't we do this in the morning?"

Nikki laughed softly, shaking her head as she stepped away from him, turning around and starting to undo her slacks. "Oh, no, babe," she said, her voice taking on a tone of teasing regret. "I'm afraid you're just going to have to do it now. Besides, you know how excited I get when I have to wait for your little mouth to be ready."

Feeling defeated, Stefan watched as his wife slowly began to lower her pants, revealing the roundness of her ass and the glistening wetness between her legs. He could feel the pool of desire building in his own loins, even as he knew what was coming.

With a mischievous smile, Nikki took her time pulling down her pants, revealing herself to him fully. She stood there naked, her ass jutting out temptingly, her pussy glistening with excitement. "Bend over, babe," she purred, her voice dripping with command as she wagged her hips suggestively.

Stefan obeyed, knowing there was no use resisting. He bent over, feeling the cold, hard surface of the floor beneath him as he presented his ass to his wife. He heard the sound of the toilet flushing, and then felt the warm rush of her urine on his asshole.

For a moment, he felt her warm, piss-filled cock against his asshole, and then she began to thrust slowly, pushing her piss deeper into him. He could feel it sloshing around inside him, filling his bowels as she fucked him with her piss-filled cock.

After a few moments, she pulled her cock out, leaving him full of her piss. "Now," she said, her voice rich with excitement, "swallow it all down."

Stefan moaned softly as he felt the pressure building in his bowels. He knew better than to disobey her, so he swallowed as much of her hot, salty piss as he could, feeling it slide down his throat and pool in his stomach.

As he swallowed the last of her piss, Stefan felt a strange mix of pleasure and relief wash over him. Nikki chuckled softly, running her fingers through his hair again. "There, now," she said, her voice soft and satisfied. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"

Stefan couldn't deny the truth in her words. Despite his exhaustion and the strangeness of their fetish, he had to admit that there was a thrill to it, a rush of adrenaline and anticipation that was almost addictive. And besides, it was always better when Nikki was around to guide him through it.

With a small laugh, Nikki bent down and kissed him on the cheek, planting a warm, wet kiss where her tongue had just been lapping up his piss. "Get some sleep, babe," she whispered, her hand rubbing soothing circles on his back. "We've got a long day ahead of us tomorrow."

Feeling more relaxed now that the urge to pee had passed, Stefan allowed himself to drift off to sleep, already anticipating the next time he'd have to swallow his wife's piss. It was a part of their life now, and he knew he wouldn't have it any other way.