1. Hiding In The Woods


    Date: 10/5/2016, Categories: Fetish, Author: naughtybessparker, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    When I was younger, I hated football, but all that changed when I turned eighteen. That was the age at which I discovered the joys of watching my local team. I quickly became a regular spectator, and training sessions on a Saturday were the highlight of my week. I was a dedicated fan. Every Saturday morning, I’d go along to the football ground and set up camp in the woods beside the playing field. I had a ‘den’ there, a simple shelter that concealed me completely whilst allowing an unobstructed view of the football field. My den was situated just beyond a corner of the field which held a particular fascination for me, the corner farthest from the spectators’ benches and shed that served as a clubhouse. The woods encircling that part of the field were where the players habitually relieved themselves during training and that’s what I liked to watch. I first noticed the footballers peeing in the woods quite by accident, a most fortuitous one. I’d been out walking near the woods and, having drunk a can of coke, I found myself nursing a full bladder. The nearest public toilets were miles away, back in town, so I ducked into the woodland next to the football field for a sneaky pee. Squatting in the undergrowth with my knickers round my ankles, I’d been about to release my bladder muscles when a burly man wearing full football strip had come charging through the bushes towards me! I froze, cowering close to the ground, praying he wouldn’t notice me. I watched him coming closer, ...
    stopping mere feet away from me. I scarcely dared to breathe as he fumbled with his shorts and pulled them down. Mouth gaping, heart pounding, I watched the footballer expose his cock to the elements. He held it firmly in his right hand, stroked it once, then letting out a contented grunt he began to urinate. A stream of stinking piss was fired in my direction saturating the foliage around me. The spray reached my quivering body, splattering my skin with yellow droplets. I was horrified but not a sound escaped my lips. Oblivious to my presence, the football player finished peeing, shook his cock dry, and ran back towards the playing field. Body still squished in a squatting position, I finally exhaled. Shaken by my encounter, I wiped the splashes of pee from my legs and arms and stood up. My bladder pained me as soon as I moved. I was busting for a pee and couldn’t continue to hold it in. My lower abdomen ached. Crouching low for a second time, I tried to relax my bladder muscles, but to no avail. Distant voices rang in my ears, the cries of the football players on the field. I hadn’t realised they were so close and their presence made it impossible to pee. “Come on, come on,” I muttered, rubbing my hand across my pussy in an attempt to coax it into relaxing. It didn’t work, but something else happened, something I hadn’t expected - I felt twinges deep inside my cunt, and it tinged in a very strange way. I liked it, it felt good so I rubbed some more, sighing as the heat built ...
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