Chapter 5: Resolution
Ryan awoke the next morning naked beside Sarah. The two of them had zipped their sleeping bags together during the last moments of their post-coital bliss, embracing the cool morning air as they drifted off to sleep.
He watched her breasts rise and fall with her chest as she slept. Her nipples were relaxed and appeared as only slight bumps on her areolas. He placed his hand over the soft mound of flesh. He felt her nipple slowly begin to harden beneath his touch. He stared at her, watching her breasts move up and down with each breath.
Eventually, her eyes began to flutter. "Good morning," she said sleepily.
Her voice was soft and almost shy. Having slept tangled in each other's arms held an intimacy that surpassed physicality.
Ryan nodded and gave her a small smile in return, feeling his heart swell in his chest. He brushed her hair away from her forehead and leaned in to plant a gentle kiss on her lips.
"How are you feeling?" he asked as he ran his fingers through her sweaty hair. The night had been exhausting, in every sense of the word, but it was an exhilarating exhaustion that left Ryan yearning for more.
"Like I have to pee," she chucked, staring into his eyes. "But it is still chilly out, and I don't want to get dressed."
"Then just stay here," Ryan replied.
Sarah stared at him. "What, and pee in the sleeping bag?" she asked.
"I mean, I don't mind, but it might get a bit messy."
Ryan looked thoughtful for a moment before his eyes brightened. "What if I hold you like I did at the river? And you can just let it go?"
Sarah raised an eyebrow at him before her lips twitched into a grin. "You mean, into your mouth?" she asked.
Ryan hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Okay," he said tentatively.
Sarah sat up, pulling a blanket around her shoulders. "Are you sure? I feel like it is going to be a lot."
"I'm pretty thirsty," he laughed.
She shifted forward, her pussy now hovering centimeters above Ryan's face. He eagerly planted a kiss on her inner thigh, a gentle tease. Sarah's stomach did a somersault in response.
Ryan gently pushed Sarah's legs apart, and she slid down an inch or two further toward his face. She looked down at him, giving him one last chance to back out.
She shivered in anticipation, the pleasant thrill of the unknown flooding her thoughts, drowning out any lingering hesitation.
"You're crazy," she said with a smirk, feeling her heartbeat racing.
Ryan shrugged good-naturedly and grinned back at her. "That's what you love about me," he replied, then lifted his eyes to meet hers, a mischievous twinkle in his gaze. "Ready?"
Sarah nodded, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes. With a sigh of relief, she released the intense pressure mounting inside her bladder.
The sensation of warm liquid gushing from her body streamed into Ryan's open mouth. It was an unusual and strangely arousing feeling, one that exhilarated and frightened her simultaneously. She could hardly believe that she allowed this situation to unfold, trusting Ryan in such an intimate, and unconventional way.
He swallowed repeatedly, attempting to consume the flood of urine spilling from her sex. Ryan gazed up at Sarah with shining eyes, the warmth and gratitude evident in his expression.
She continued to empty her bladder into his mouth, pausing every so often for him to swallow. "There's still a bit more," she said. "Are you sure you can take all of it? I can always just let the rest out in the sleeping bag."
Ryan swallowed another mouthful of her pee. "That might not be such a bad idea," he laughed. "I may have underestimated how much pee you could hold." Sarah grinned, feeling both relieved and a little embarrassed at the amount she had unleashed onto her best friend's tongue.
She slipped back into the sleeping bag, lying on top of Ryan. "I was getting a little cold anyway," she said. She kissed him deeply and released her bladder once more. She could taste her pee on his lips. The warmth of her pee flowed over Ryan's abdomen, seeping into the sleeping bag. The trickle of her pee tickled ever so slightly as it sprayed on his body. "I really had to go," she said, still peeing.
"I'm actually impressed," said Ryan with an admiring grin. He reached around her ass, placing his hand between her legs so that he could feel the warmth splash over his fingers. Eventually her stream slowed, and she sat up a bit.
"I feel like I should return the favor," she said with a smile.
Ryan raised an eyebrow. "You mean, you want to taste it too?"
Sarah nodded, her eyes gleaming with curiosity and desire. "Is that weird?"
"A little," he admitted. "But I trust you, and I want you to feel comfortable with me, no matter what."
Sarah leaned over and kissed Ryan deeply, letting him taste the remnants of her pee on her lips. She then moved down his body, her tongue tracing a path from his chest to his stomach.
She savored the taste of salt and musk mixed with a faint hint of her own pee. It was dirty, wrong, but undeniably exhilarating.
When she finally reached his cock, Sarah took him into her mouth with a hungry moan. She swirled her tongue around his shaft, savoring the feeling of his hardness in her mouth.
"Let me know when you're ready," Ryan said, realizing that his urge to pee was also pretty great.
Sarah nodded, and Ryan concentrated. After a moment, Sarah giggled, taking her mouth off of Ryan's penis. "Stage fright?" she asked, still grasping it in her hand.
As if on command, Ryan began peeing, it's arc spraying Sarah in the face.
She closed her eyes, her mouth open to catch as much as she could. The hot stream hit her lips, tongue, and nose, leaving a musky taste.
Ryan paused, giving her time to swallow what she had caught in her mouth. She took his penis into her mouth again, closing her lips around his shaft. Ryan began to pee again, filling Sarah's mouth, pausing again for her to swallow. He started again, giving her another mouthful. She swallowed it as well, before releasing his cock.
"That's about all I think I can handle," she said. She crawled up and gave Ryan another deep kiss, guiding his penis into her vagina with her hand. "You can keep peeing inside my vagina," she said.
Ryan didn't hesitate, continuing to pee while Sarah rocked her hips back and forth, grinding against his cock. The sensation of warm liquid filling her was oddly soothing, a perverted sense of comfort that felt like a secret between just the two of them.
As Ryan emptied his bladder, Sarah clenched her muscles around him, trying to savor the feeling of him filling her. His pee flowed out of her, pooling on the sleeping bag beneath them, but she didn't care.
Instead, she reveled in the feeling of being totally and completely vulnerable with him, her friend of a lifetime, the person she trusted more than anyone else in the world.
Ryan reached up to cup her breast, feeling the weight and softness of it in his hand. As his stream ended, she bent down to kiss him once more.
Her lips tasted like a mix of his pee and hers, but there was an underlying sweetness too. It was a tangy kiss, but she loved it. They lay together like that, enjoying the silence and the warmth of their bodies wrapped in each other's embrace.
"We should probably get up soon," Sarah said, reluctantly breaking the silence.
Ryan groaned in response. "I know, but I don't want to leave this sleeping bag."
Sarah laughed and nudged him. "Come on, let's pack up camp and head back home.
I'm sure we could both use a warm shower and a change of clothes," Sarah suggested.
Ryan nodded and reluctantly pulled himself out from beneath the blankets. Sarah watched as he slipped on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, her eyes lingering on the muscles that rippled beneath his skin.
As they worked to disassemble their campsite, Sarah couldn't help but feel a sense of unease settle over her. She kept replaying the events of the night before in her head, wondering why it had taken the two of them this long to finally take this plunge.
They had always been so close, so attuned to each other that the physical relationship seemed like a natural culmination of their deep-rooted friendship.
Yet, she couldn't deny the pang of guilt she felt upon replaying the way they had interacted last night. They had broken every boundary, and she couldn't help but wonder if there was more between them than just physical attraction.
As they folded up their tent, Sarah smiled to herself. It felt as though a piece of her that had been missing finally fell into place.
She looked over at Ryan, who was now folding up their sleeping bags. He caught her stare and grinned, his eyes alight with a warmth that melted Sarah's heart.
As they worked together to disassemble their campsite, Sarah's mind was a whirlwind. The previous night had been earth-shattering, leaving her body humming with pleasure and her heart swelling with affection for her lifelong friend. The memory of it all was a sensory overload, but one she couldn't get enough of.