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  1. Tonya told the girls it was time to get dressed. They were meeting me in town at 10 o’clock to get the groceries and stuff for party tonight. We had planned the day, last night when her and Mike were over at our place. I got hard again just remembering that scene. Tammy was wearing one of my favorite dresses, a light summer thing that is quite see-through. Just about anytime she was standing in the light, Mike and I could easily see the white panties she was wearing underneath. All of us tan easily but Tonya and Tammy are quite dark. I love the contrast of the white panties against their dark skin. They had only spent a couple of hours at our place because the girls were due home from college and they wanted to be home to greet them. We were lounging on our back deck, enjoying the afternoon sun. Tammy had been the one to get things started. She had made us all drinks and was serving them to us. Mike was the last to get his drink and, as she handed it to him Tammy started to pee. I saw it almost immediately because I was already watching her intently. I love looking at her ass in that dress and I love the fact that I know Mike is looking too. Tonya didn’t notice till she heard the pee hitting the deck. She laughed and commented that party had started. Not to be outdone she came over to me. Standing with her back to me, Tonya pulled her skirt up over her ass. “Damn” I thought to myself. Her ass was incased in a pair of light beige color panties and it is a beautiful sight to see. She backed up, straddling my legs and sat squarely in my lap. Almost instantly I felt her hot pee soak into my pants and underwear running down over my balls. She peed with so much force I could hear the loud hiss as it pored through her panties. As I was feeling her pee soak into my pants I looked toward Mike and Tammy. Mike had placed his hand under Tammy’s dress and was feeling her pussy as she peed through her panties and onto his hand. Tonya was watching them too, and in response she reached between her legs. Instead of touching herself, however, she begins to rub my balls through my wet pants. Hearing and feeling her pee running over me had caused my need to become more pronounced so I also let go in my pants. As I did I reached around and began to rub Tonya’s pussy through her wet panties. She softly moaned and slumped back against my chest spreading her legs wider. As I was watching Mike finger my wife, He was also watching as I placed my hand in Tonya’s panties and began to play with her pussy. It didn’t take long to bring the two women to a loud climax. After they had settled back down, Tony got up off my lap and walked toward Mike and Tammy. Tammy was still facing Mike who was still gently rubbing her pussy. She didn’t realize Tonya was behind her till she reached under Tammy’s dress and rubbed her on the ass. As Mike removed his hand Tammy turned and gave Tonya a quick kiss in the lips. She then crossed over to me and set in my lap, giving me a deep and lustful kiss. Tonya had leaned over Mike and was doing the same with him. After we had all calmed down a little we set and sipped our drinks, planning the coming home party for the girls. No one bothered getting up for the bathroom but just peed casually right where we sat. By the time Tonya and Mike decided it was time to leave, all four chairs had huge puddles under them and our pants and panties were soaked. This was the start of a wet and wonderful weekend.
  2. Tonya woke up early and made her way to the kitchen to start the coffee. Both girls were home today but Mike was working day shift. After starting the coffee Tonya made her way to the bathroom, considering chores for the day as she went. Flipping on the light she glanced briefly at the commode and smiled to herself as she felt the familiar twinge in her bladder. She looked at herself in the mirror and couldn’t help feeling some pride. Standing there in only a tee-shirt and white panties she looked more like 30 that her real age of 41. To be honest, it was not so much that she worked to look this way as it was the genes she had inherited from her mother. She brushed her teeth and washed her face, feeling the twinge in her bladder more and more while hearing the water run in the sink. Finishing at the sink she glanced once more at the commode before making her way back to the kitchen for her first cup of coffee. She felt yet another twinge as she poured the coffee and another smile crossed her lips. This was going to be a great day. Taking her coffee Tonya went to the front porch and looked over the railing at the beautiful mountain view the morning sun was unveiling in front of her. She absolutely loved living here. She loved the breathtaking views and she loved the seclusion. As these thoughts were swirling in her mind she heard splashing and looked toward the birdbath where a red winged blackbird was happily taking its morning bath. Feeling the twinge again, Tonya didn’t even think about stopping the flow. Without even changing her stance she released her pee. She watched the bird play in the water and relished the feeling of the warm liquid filling her panties and making its way down her legs to the deck below. Just as the flow stopped, Chastity, her oldest daughter stepped out onto the deck. Tonya felt the same pride she always felt when she looked at her daughters. Both girls were blessed with the same good looks and shapely bodies Tonya had inherited from her mother. “Good morning”, Chastity said to her mother as she strolled over and leaned on the rail beside Tonya. Chastity had noticed the pee still dripping from Tonya’s panties but really never gave it a second thought. This was a common occurrence in their house while she and her sister were growing up. Around the house it was not at all unusual for the whole family, including Mike now that the girls were older, to just pee in whatever clothes they happened to be wearing. More often than not that was only underwear. As the girls got older, this became more and more a sexual turn-on for the sisters. They were now old enough to realize it was definitely a sexual thing for their parents also. Mike and Tonya had consciously decided not to hide their wetting obsession from the girls. It was a major turn on for them both and they continued to play as the girls grew. They never openly brought sexual content into it in front of their daughters while the girls were growing up, but now that they were grown they seldom tried to hide it. Chastity walked across the deck and leaned over the railing beside her mother almost immediately releasing her morning pee into her panties. Tonya smiled to herself as she felt Chastity’s pee splatter on her bare feet. The panties Chastity had on were almost identical to Tonya’s, but made of cotton whereas Tonya’s were nylon. All three women preferred full cut briefs, usually a size smaller than really should be. Chastity let out a soft moan as she felt the hot pee soaking into her panties and running down her legs. It would have taken little effort to cum right there beside her mother, and it wouldn’t be the first time. Chastity knew however, that this was going to be a special day and she wanted to saver every wet moment of it. The girls were both in collage now and this was the first time in over a year that both had been home, spending the whole day outside with their mother. It would be just like it was while they were growing up, wet and wonderful. Ashley, usually the last one to get up, had just opened her eyes. It took a minute to remember where she was. When the fog lifted and she became aware of her surroundings she instantly became excited. As she rolled over onto her back and lazily stretched she instantly became aware of her need to pee. She grinned and let her bladder relax. It had been almost a year since she had been able to wet her bed and she had gone to sleep looking forward to this very thing in the morning. The pee flowed from her, soaking her panties and gown. A water proof mattress cover had been every bed in the house for years as the whole family enjoyed bed wetting on occasion. Because of this the pee formed a puddle under Ashley’s butt and soaked her gown nearly all the way up her back. She couldn’t resist feeling her young pussy through her wet panties. The temptation was to strong. Putting her hand inside her panties and feeling the pee gush out, Ashley brought herself to her first climax of the day just as her flow subsided. Coming back down to earth Ashley lay in the puddle for a few more minutes then got to her knees and carefully pulled the dripping gown over her head. Having years of practice, she was able to accomplish this without getting her hair wet. She really didn’t want to shower this morning. She dropped the wet garment into the puddle in the middle of her bed and gingerly eased off the bed. Knowing she would be a wet mess this morning, she had prepared by bringing a couple of towels to her room the night before. As was the house rule, after drying herself with one of them, Ashley made a bundle of the wet sheets the towel and gown then carried them to the laundry room to be washed later. After a visit to the bathroom where she took a sponge bath, and grabbing her first cup of coffee she joined her sister and mother on the deck. The only article of clothing she was wearing was the pair of white panties that just minutes before, she had peed and cum in. Tonya and Chastity had moved from the railing and were now setting at the small table talking and enjoying their coffee. Ashley joined them, sprawling in a chair to bask in the morning sun. Tonya took in the sight before her. Her in a pink tee-shirt and panties, Chastity, wearing panties and a little white sleep top, her breast clearly visible through the sheer materiel, Ashley with only the panties. All three with panties thoroughly soaked with their morning pee, and they had not even finished their first cup of coffee. This was truly going to be a wet and wonderful day.
  3. I had been up for about an hour when I got the text from Tonya. I smiled when I saw it was a picture of the girls setting on their deck with obviously wet panties. Seconds later another text came in. It was of her, standing in front of her bathroom mirror in a tee-shirt and white panties. Her dark bush could be seen clearly through panties she had recently peed in. I became instantly hard. I was still only in my underwear, a pair of white briefs that were also soaked with my own morning piss. It has almost become a morning routine to hold it till I was setting on my deck with my first cup of coffee. I wake up with a piss hard on almost every morning. The first thing I do is start my coffee making. Then I go to the bathroom and brush my teeth and wash my face. All along I’m glancing at my hard dick poking up in my underwear. Often I will release just enough piss the outline my dick in my underwear. By the time I’m finished in the bathroom my coffee will be ready. I’ll get a cup and make my way to the back deck. Some mornings I’m so much in need of a piss that I leak in my underwear before making it outside. By the time I’m seated with my coffee my underwear is dripping. I don’t try to hold any longer and just piss to my heart’s content. Often I will have two or three cups while watching the morning sunrise, just letting myself piss when I feel the need. This had been one of those mornings. By the time I got Tonya’s text I was already tore up. My wet underwear and the thoughts of what I had to look forward to today were enough to keep me hard all morning. I leaned back in my chair and took a selfie of my hard dick encased in a thoroughly piss soaked pair of white briefs. Looking at that picture turned me on even more. I grinned and sent it to Tonya. This was going to be a wonderful wet day.
  4. Janice woke up to the sounds of her sister stirring in the bunk above her. She opened her eyes and looked around the room, cursing the sunlight peeking through the blinds. She could just barely see her sister Tammy’s legs hanging over the edge of the top bunk. A few seconds later she heard the expected sigh and then a clear stream of her sister’s pee dribbled down to the carpet below. Janice giggled. This was a common thing, but she was always amused by her sister’s various ways of relieving herself first thing in the morning. Janice snuggled deeper into her bed, pulling the covers over her and up to her neck. She really didn’t want to get up yet, but she continued to watch Tammy’s stream splash down to the dark carpet, making a very audible splashing sound. What was also audible were Tammy’s moans, and the messiness with which the stream fell made Janice think her sister was probably masturbating, as well. Janice reached beneath the covers and removed her panties, smiling as she did so. She rolled over on her side and scooted her bottom back until she could feel the cold of her bedroom wall against her cheeks. She smiled again and closed her eyes as she sighed and emptied her bladder, enjoying the soft hiss as her morning pee sprayed out of her and all over her inner thighs and her bedroom wall. She could hear it running down the wall to the carpet under her bed. She licked her lips and slid her hand between her legs as she continued to pee. It only took a few light strokes of her slit before she was moaning, and soon a small orgasm overtook her. Wetting had been a common thing for the girls since they were kids. Their parents were laid back about pretty much everything, including nudity, sex, and obviously peeing. Her parents were unfortunately deceased after a drunk driver ended their life in a devastating crash just a few years ago. It was still a painful memory, but most of the trauma was over and done. Now, Janice, Tammy and Tammy’s twin brother Tommy lived together in their parents’ house, mostly because no will had been left, and they did not want to sell it. So rather than fight over who would live in it, since they were all three single without any kids they decided to share it. Janice’s parents were wealthy and the house itself was 2 ½ floors with a full basement, as well. Janice could remember the earliest days of their wettings in which there was no dry room in the house. She could vividly remember her mother kneeling down beside her in the living room as a warm jet of pee sprayed out of her and onto the carpeted floor, or her mother standing in the kitchen cooking dinner as a clear stream snaked down her slender legs, making a puddle at her feet. When Janice had to go, her mother would say, “Well, go on,” and allow her to squat right where she was. A few times her mother also wet her pants, rarely saying anything before sighing and making a dark stain in her crotch. Janice would soon replicate her mother’s actions and soak her pants, as well, enjoying the soothing warmth that collected between her legs. As she got a little older, while shopping with her mother she almost squatted right in the middle of the aisle and her mother had to remind her that their peeing was only to be done around the house and not out in public. Her father would be a little more modest around her and would maybe step away or turn around, but Janice could still see or hear the tell-tale stream. This changed, though, after the twins were born and her father finally had a son. Soon, he was teaching his little boy subtle but effective ways to relieve himself in the house. Janice would often walk by her little brother and see him relieving himself all over his bedroom wall or peeing on the carpet in the corner of his room. Her little sister, Tammy, would join her and her mother as they squatted in the hallway or let their pee dribble down their legs or soak their pants. These habits continued into young adulthood. There were some struggles, of course, like friends who were grossed out, rumors that floated around school, but Janice and her siblings didn’t mind. The most common story was their wealth, and this often made it easier to make friends in spite of the rumors. Janice even recalled a few friends over the years who were into it and joined them as they wet themselves. There were even a few sexual encounters that included wetting, as well. After dozing back off for a few minutes, Janice could hear Tammy moving again and she watched her crawl down the ladder leading from the top bunk. “Hey sis,” Tammy said. “Good morning,” Janice said. She had scooted back into the bed, and as she talked to her sister she felt a little more pee seep from her bare bottom and to the mattress under her. “What are you getting into today?” Tammy asked. “I don’t know. I need to make some phone calls for work, and then my friend Susan is coming over.” “Boring,” Tammy said. Janice laughed. “Well, what did you have in mind?” Janice asked. “I don’t know. I was thinking we could go for a drive, and then maybe we can invite some people over for a party later?” “A drive where?” “Anywhere,” Tammy said. “I’m bored.” Even though she was 22, Tammy was still childish in a lot of ways. It was cute most of the time but could also be annoying. “Let’s go make breakfast,” she said. “I’m thinking pancakes!” She tapped Janice’s foot. “Come on, sleepyhead, let’s go!” Janice sat up and got out of bed, not bothering to put her panties back on. As she stepped out into the hallway, she spotted her brother Tommy, who was facing away from them and clearly relieving himself onto the wall. His head was lifted in an obvious gesture of relief, and although they could not see his dick they could definitely see and hear the strong stream that flowed from him and sprayed the hallway wall. “Good morning, Tommy!” Tammy yelled. He mumbled his reply as the girls continued down the hall to the steps. Janice paused at the top of the steps as she had a vivid memory of her mother sitting at the top step, skirt lifted and legs parted, soaking her panties. Janice remembered being fascinated by the dark stain that started at her mother’s panties and flowed down the carpeted steps. “You okay?” Tammy asked. “Yeah,” Janice said. “Just remembering Mom again.” “Good memories?” Tammy asked. “Of course,” Janice said, smiling. She followed her sister down the steps and to the kitchen. They worked together to make breakfast, talking about minor things such as school and work, but then Tammy changed the subject. “What were you remembering?” Tammy asked. “About Mom?” Janice smiled. “I was remembering a time she pissed down the stairs,” she said. “She did that a lot,” Tammy said. “Dad did it, too.” Janice chuckled as she remembered. As she flipped a pancake on the skillet, Tommy walked into the kitchen. “Morning,” Janice said. “Yes, it is,” he said, smiling. He walked across the kitchen and joined Tammy at the table. Janice turned back to the pancakes and soon felt a slight urge in her bladder again. She relaxed as a few small dribbles trickled quietly down her legs. Her siblings didn’t seem to notice as they started talking about some television show. When Janice finished peeing, she dropped a dish towel on the floor and wiped up her small puddle. Janice smiled as she had another flash of memory of her mother walking around the house in a short nightgown and no panties, much like Janice was now, until she would stop, smile, and spray warm urine down her legs. “Are those pancakes almost done?” Tommy asked, bringing Janice back to the present. She laughed and scooped the pancakes off the skillet and onto a plate. She carried the plate to the table, and as soon as she sat it down her brother and sister both forked a few pancakes onto their own plates. After a playful reach for the syrup, Tommy nabbed it and slathered some all over his pancakes then handed the bottle to Tammy. Tammy stuck her tongue out at him. Janice joined them and forked a couple onto her plate, as well. They were eating quietly before Tammy scooted back in her chair. Seconds later they could all hear the tell-tale hiss and dripping sounds as she emptied her bladder and let it drip to the kitchen floor. Tommy chuckled and shook his head. “What?” Tammy said. “I had to go.” “You know Janice has a friend coming over. That means we’ll have to behave.” “Well, I was going to keep her in the guest room, which is still clean. So as long as you all don’t pee there, I think we’re okay.” “Orrrrrr,” Tammy said, “you could tell your friend, and then it’s not a problem.” Janice laughed. “Yeah, I could do that, but we haven’t been friends long, and I’m not sure how she’d react. She’s a friend from work, so I’d rather not have her running off and telling all my other coworkers that we openly piss all over our house.” “Whatever,” Tammy said. “Guess I’ll get it out of my system now, then,” Tommy said. He reached under the table and fumbled with his boxer shorts. Janice noticed that he was taking his penis out of the front of them. This was not the first time she had seen her brother’s penis, and thank goodness it never excited her the way any of her lovers’ had. Not that it was bad looking, but it was her brother’s penis. He sighed and they could hear his warm pee splashing up, back down onto his lap and onto the kitchen floor. Tammy peeked and then giggled. For a while Janice had suspected that Tammy was more attracted to her twin brother than she admitted, but she never brought it up. “Wow, that feels good,” he said. “Well,” Janice said, “I need to make some phone calls, and I need to get things ready for her. Can you two clean up?” They both groaned but agreed. Janice rinsed her plate off, set it in the sink, and walked out.
  5. After making some arrangements, it was for sure that Susan was going to spend the night with the siblings. Janice agreed to let Susan borrow some of her night clothes if necessary and even a change of clothes for tomorrow. As they talked, Tommy stepped down the hall. All three girls peered at him, smiling. They could also see that Susan could not hide the redness in her face. “You sly dog,” Janice said. Tommy grinned, and he surprised all of them by taking a seat on the couch right next to Susan. She looked shocked until he touched her hand and she slipped her fingers between his. “So, Susan,” Tammy said. “Now that the ice is broken and you’ve had sex with my brother, I think we should drop the act. Tommy and I planned the whole thing to get you to piss yourself.” “You… what?” Susan said. “Yeah, I’m sorry. Janice is sometimes ashamed of what we do, and from what she tells us she really likes you and didn’t want your friendship screwed up. So we had to find a way to let you know that this kind of thing happens around here and hope that you wouldn’t run screaming.” “Well… I didn’t did I?” “No,” Janice said. “You didn’t. Thank you.” “You’re welcome. Honestly, there aren’t a lot of people around the office I care to talk to or spend time with. They’re all boring. You… are most definitely not boring.” Janice smiled, and Susan returned it. “Well, now that that’s settled,” Tammy said. She scooted forward in her seat, lifted her bottom and slid her shorts down to her feet but kept her panties on. She sat back in her seat and a few seconds later she sighed, and a dark stain appeared in the crotch of her panties. Tommy and Janice both just shook their heads, but Susan watched, enraptured, as Tammy’s flow increased and hissed loudly through her panties, soaking into the seat cushion. “So you really just… pee in your seat?” she said. “Mmm hmm,” Tammy said. “I told you. We… ohhhh… really enjoy wetting. It’s so warm. Mmm…” Susan looked at Janice. “Do you do this?” Janice cleared her throat. “Sometimes, yes. If the mood strikes me.” “And you?” Susan asked, looking at Tommy. “All the time,” Tommy said. “I’ve even pissed right here on this couch. Obviously, the feeling is different for me than for you girls, but I still really enjoy the warmth and the relief. And of course, the naughtiness of peeing somewhere you shouldn’t.” Tammy’s flow was dwindling to a trickle and Susan watched as she pulled her panties aside and let the last little bit dribble straight into the chair cushion. “But what about the mess?” Susan asked. “We clean it up,” Janice said. “And all three of us drink more water than anything, so usually the smell and the color isn’t so bad. Plus, if the mess is too big we can afford cleaning services.” “This is all so…,” Susan said. Janice closed her eyes waiting for this whole thing to finally come tumbling down. “I mean, it’s a lot to take in, but it’s also kind of… hot.” Janice’s eyes snapped open. Susan was smiling and still looking at Tammy, who was licking her lips and enjoying the last tiny droplets of warm pee through her panties. “Really?” Janice asked. “Yeah, really. Before today I haven’t had sex since my husband left over a year ago. This is the most excitement I’ve had recently that didn’t include chasing toddlers through a toy store. I kind of feel like I needed this.” Janice felt like crying tears of joy. “I think we just became best friends,” Janice said. Susan laughed. “I think I want to try pissing on your couch,” Susan said. All three siblings looked surprised, but Susan smiled and unsnapped her jeans. She was still going commando, so all she had to do was slip her jeans down. She kicked them completely off and was now sitting on the couch naked from the waist down next to Tommy, who was watching her and had a clearly growing erection. “So, do I just sit here and do it?” she asked. “You do it however you want,” Tommy said. His voice was low and encouraging but also had that husky tone she heard in the hallway earlier. “It might be easiest for your first time if you sit like you’re on a toilet.” “Okay,” Susan said. She scooted back on the couch and sat up straight. All three siblings watched as she closed her eyes and let out a breath. Then she gasped and they all heard a hissing sound. “Oh!” Susan cried and looked down to see the small wet spot beneath her. “Just a little spurt,” she said. “But ohh, you’re right Tammy, it’s warm. I think I need to…” She leaned back a little more, relaxing as she spread her legs a little further apart. Then she sighed, and a steady spray of warm pee started from her and hissed loudly into the couch cushion. “Ohh, holy… Mmmm!” She looked down at her flow and opened her mouth in both pleasure and surprise. “Oh my god it’s so… ohhh… so warm, and it’s splashing against my clit… Ohhh!” As Susan peed full force now, Tommy moved closer to her, and she looked to see that he had removed his penis from his shorts and was openly stroking himself. Tammy was also rubbing her vagina without shame. And to her right was Janice, her new best friend, who had pulled her own jeans down to her thighs and was also clearly rubbing herself. The best thing about this is that she didn’t find any of it inappropriate or gross or upsetting in any way. She was deeply turned on by it. These three siblings could have asked her for anything, and she would have said yes without hesitation. As Susan smiled at Janice, her flow was dwindling, but she could see a fresh spray of pee falling from between Janice’s legs and soaking the seat cushion. Janice moaned as she rubbed herself while peeing. Tommy leaned closer to Susan. “Do you want me again? My sisters won’t mind.” Susan looked at Janice who bit her lip and nodded at her through half-lidded eyes. “Yes,” Susan said. Tommy knelt on the floor in front of her and in a quick motion had her bottom scooted to the edge of the couch. She could feel the tip of his penis right at her vulva. Before he entered her, though, he smiled. “I have to pee,” Tommy said. Susan thought she knew what he was getting at, and she smiled. “It’s okay,” she said. Tommy smiled at her and sighed. Soon, a warm stream sprayed messily from his penis and splashed against her lower tummy. She gasped at the warm feel of his pee as it dribbled down her slit, making her even wetter than she already was. This must have stirred more in her as he felt another squirt of pee flow from between her legs and wet the edge of the couch. Tommy groaned, and his spray reached as far as her shirt, which she quickly yanked off and sat up to unsnap her bra. Now she was completely naked and to her surprise didn’t feel the least bit ashamed or self-conscious. This was made better by Tommy’s admiring gaze as his flow of pee eased to a trickle. Tammy stood up from her chair, walked over to the couch, and sat next to Susan. As Tommy moved his pelvis back again to where Susan could feel the tip of his penis at her vulva, Tammy removed her own shirt and bra. She leaned close to Susan and smiled. Then Susan watched as Janice also stood up, stepped out of her jeans, yanked off her shirt, and removed her bra and walked over to sit on the other side of the couch. Susan now had Tommy in front of her, Tammy to her right, and Janice to her left, and they were all watching her lustfully. “You can stop us anytime,” Tommy said in that comforting, husky voice of his. She nodded, and soon Tammy’s mouth was on her right breast, licking her nipple and sucking at it gently. Susan gasped as Tommy slid his penis just to the edge of her labia and moved it around. She could feel the head of it rubbing her clitoris. Janice leaned in now and started to kiss her neck and shoulder while Tammy continued to suck on her breast. As Tommy entered her, Susan felt two hands touching her upper labia and clitoris and looked to see that both Tammy and Janice were rubbing her. “Mmmm!” she cried out. “Oh my god, this is so amazing. I’m not going to last long.” “It’s okay,” Janice whispered. “This is for you. Just relax and let go.” Susan obeyed and soon she could feel her orgasm building as Tommy continued to move in and out of her and the girls continued to kiss and rub her. “Oh! Oh! I’m gonna… OOoooooohhhhhhh!” Susan came loud and hard, writhing and bucking her hips as best she could with Tommy still inside her. He pulled out of her and scooted back as her breathing slowed to normal and all three of them looked at her, smiling. Susan sighed as another steady flow of pee fell from her and dripped gently onto the edge of the couch and the floor. She giggled. “I always have to pee after I orgasm.” They all laughed with her. “How was that?” Janice asked. “Incredible,” Susan said, still sounding a little out of breath. “I’m glad. Because I really like you. And obviously so do my siblings.” Tammy and Tommy both nodded, wide-eyed, at the exact same time. “Good,” Susan said. She sat up but did not bother getting dressed. She could feel the wetness of the cushion under her getting cold and wished she could warm it up, but she was tapped out. “Why don’t we get dressed and then go out and have some drinks?” Tommy asked. “That sounds like a great idea,” Susan said.
  6. The siblings and Susan spent some time cleaning up the furniture cushions and floor as best they could and spraying some Febreze to cover the slight smell. Janice led Susan to her room to help her find some clothes. Both women had a similar figure, a little round in the bottom with curvy thighs and breasts to match. Janice smiled as she found a low-cut silver shirt with some kind of sparkly design on it and a short black skirt. She handed these to Susan. “Do you need panties?” Janice asked. Susan smirked. “That depends on how short the skirt is. I don’t want be flashing my lady bits to some stranger.” Janice laughed. “I think it’s long enough to cover, but it’s up to you.” Susan took the skirt and slid it on, noting that the bottom of it reached her knees. “Yeah, I think this will work,” she said. Janice ruffled through her clothes and removed a red dress with thin straps, and like Susan she did not bother with panties. “And now for another test,” Janice said. She stood still, and it took Susan a moment to figure out what she meant. Then a few seconds later she could just barely see a trickle of warm pee snaking down Janice’s shapely legs and dripping to the carpet. Janice looked down at the crotch of her dress. “Nothing. What about the back?” she asked. Janice turned around to show Susan her back side. “Nothing,” Susan said. “Should I try mine out, too?” “Go for it,” Janice said. Susan stood still and closed her eyes. She didn’t know how much she could go after the events of earlier, but she breathed out and relaxed. Soon, a small dribble fell from between her legs and trickled down her thighs and to the floor. She let go completely and opened her eyes. Other than a soft hissing and the dribbling down her legs, there was no sign that she was peeing herself right now. “Yeah, girl, you’re ready,” Janice said, smiling. There was a knock at Janice’s door, so she opened it. Tammy and Tommy both stood, smiling. Tammy was wearing a black dress with a similar style as Janice’s and Tommy had put on a pair of black jeans and a snug blue polo that flattered his muscles. Susan stared for a few seconds before Tommy caught her eye and smiled. She blushed and looked away. “Are you two ready?” Tammy asked. “As ready as I’ll ever be,” Susan said. They all piled into Janice’s car with Janice and Susan up front and the twins in the back, and they were soon on the road. “So where are we going?” Susan asked. “A little place up the street called Kirby’s,” Tommy answered. “It’s our favorite place. It looks like one of those old redneck bars most people avoid because they think all that happens there are bar fights and people getting thrown out. But it’s chill, and the drinks are good.” “Kirby knew our parents,” Janice said. “He was a friend of our father’s, so we’ve been going there since we were kids. He lets us drink for free, so it’s perfect.” “Does he know about…?” Susan started to ask. “Yes,” Janice said, “but his customers don’t, and he’s asked us to keep it that way.” “We have our own booth in the back corner beside the bar,” Tammy said, smiling. “With vinyl seats and a tile floor. As long as none of the customers see what we do, Kirby doesn’t mind. He mops the place up several times a day anyway, spilled drinks and all, so no big deal.” “That’s incredible,” Susan said. She noticed Tammy had sat upright in her seat and was spreading her legs until Susan could see she also had gone commando. Tammy smiled and then looked down. Susan followed her gaze and saw a tiny dribble of pee fall from between Tammy’s legs through her dress and to the seat of the car. Susan’s eyes widened, but she smiled. So much had happened in such a short time that Susan was no longer surprised by anything these siblings did. Or so she thought. “Is she peeing?” Janice asked. Susan laughed. “Yes, she is,” Susan said. Janice shook her head, but she was smiling. Tommy chuckled. “So now you know it’s also okay to pee in my car,” Janice said. “The seats, as you can see, are vinyl and the floor mats are rubber. This was our parent’s car.” Janice saw Susan’s eyes widen. “Wait… were your parents…?” Susan asked, looking shocked. “Where do you think we got it?” Tammy said. “Wow.” “Yep,” Janice said. “I sat right where you are more than a few times while out with mom and watched her wet this seat. She would just…” Janice paused and lifted her bottom enough to slide her dress back until it was no longer under her, “… move her dress out of the way like this… and then…” Just a few seconds later Susan could hear the tell-tale hissing. She looked down between Janice’s legs and saw the puddle forming and the swirl as her spray of pee continued to add to the puddle. “That looks amazing,” Susan said. It pooled between Janice’s legs until it started to flow over the edge of the seat. Janice smiled and scooted forward just enough to push the puddle of pee into the floor. Then she sighed and continued to dribble her pee to the floor. “It feels amazing,” Janice said. Susan smiled as she watched the last few drops seep down the edge of the car seat. Then she sat up and started to adjust her skirt, as well. “You know, since your skirt is black you don’t have to do that,” Tammy said. “That’s why I just peed through mine.” Susan looked at Janice who just smiled. “She’s right,” Janice said. “I mean, if you don’t want to be wet all evening then I understand, but it won’t be visible if you are.” Susan bit her lip, trying to think about it. She did a quick check of how badly she needed to go. It was noticeable but maybe not enough to leave her soaked. And even if it was, did it matter much to her anymore? “Okay,” Susan said. She relaxed in her seat and just looked out at passing cars. After only a few seconds, she could feel the pressure building. She could also hear Tommy moving in his seat as he leaned forward until his head was right next to hers. “Just relax,” he said, “and let it all go. You’ll be glad you did.” This was all the encouragement Susan needed. She sat back in her seat and relaxed. Then she felt the first dribbles of her warm pee against her inner thighs and felt it soak into her skirt. At the same time, she felt Tommy’s lips softly on her neck. “I can hear it,” he whispered. “That’s so fucking hot.” He kissed her neck again, and she moaned and completely let go, feeling the warm spray of her pee as it pooled between her legs, making a dribbling sound and soaking the crotch of her skirt. “Mmm, that does feel amazing,” she said, sighing as the last of her flow dribbled into the puddle in her seat. She sat there even after it finished and enjoyed the warmth of it against her bare pussy. Then, in a bold move, she slid the front of her skirt up and started to rub her slit. “Oh my god,” Tommy said. He sounded like he was about to lose his mind, like if he could safely crawl over the seat and screw Susan right then and there he would. It only took about thirty seconds of rubbing herself before Susan moaned and had a small but satisfying orgasm. “You go girl,” Tammy said. Susan could feel Tommy’s lips on her neck again. “You’re mine later,” he said. Susan nodded.
  7. [Short and sweet, but I think it will make some of you very happy.] Janice waited for Kirby to leave the office, and then she quietly opened the office door. She could feel tendrils of Kirby’s semen creeping down her inner thighs, so she stepped into the women’s restroom. The bathrooms at Kirby’s were about what someone would expect from a bathroom in a bar, but they weren’t the worst Janice had ever seen. The floors were concrete and there were two drains, one on each side. There were three stalls with doors that actually locked, and the toilets were usually clean. Janice stepped into one of the stalls, happy to be alone as she sat on the toilet and grabbed a wad of toilet paper. She sighed and emptied her bladder completely. It wasn’t much, but she wanted to be empty before going back outside. She wiped herself, trying her best to get as much of Kirby’s semen out of her as possible. Since she was going commando, she didn’t want to be leaking it all over his seats. After a few more wads and a few more wipes, Janice was sure she was clean. She dribbled a little more pee into the bowl and sat there, processing what just happened. As she was sitting, the door creaked, and she could see four sets of feet enter the bathroom. The girls who entered were giggling. “Shit,” one of them said. “One of the stalls is occupied.” Janice thought about speaking up and telling them she was almost done but hesitated. She wanted to see where this was going. “So?” another girl said. “Well, there’s four of us and three stalls. One is used up, so that leaves four. And I really have to go, so…” The set of feet closest to the stalls tried to run to the open one beside Janice, but a second and third set of feet rushed past her until both stalls were occupied. “Oh no you don’t,” a third voice said. There was a lot of laughter. “Damn you Kiki,” the first voice said. But she didn’t sound angry. Janice smiled and stayed where she was. “Well,” a fourth voice coming from the last set of feet said, “I guess we know what we have to do then.” Janice still couldn’t see their faces, but there was something more calming and mature about this last voice. It was soothing, almost motherly. Janice tried to put a face with the voice, but she was distracted by a soft pattering sound coming from the stall next to her. Janice looked and could see a stream of pee falling between the girl’s legs and to the floor. “Why did you even go in there if you were just going to piss on the floor anyway, Kiki?” the first voice said. Kiki just laughed in reply as her flow eased to a dribble. There was a knock at Janice’s stall door. “Hey, are you going to be much longer?” “I’m almost finished,” Janice said, smiling. “Well, I can’t hold it,” the last voice said. “What are you going to do, Cheryl?” the first girl asked. “Well, I guess my usual.” Janice watched as the last set of feet stepped together, and she gasped as she knew what was about to happen. A few seconds later she heard a sigh, and then the familiar trickle of pee down this woman’s feet to the floor. She was wearing flat sandals, so the pee just flowed over her feet and made a puddle on the floor that started to run towards the drain. “Well, I’m wearing jeans, so…” The first voice walked over closer to one of the drains, and Janice watched as the girl moved around and then dropped her jeans and panties around her ankles. Janice had a near perfect view of the girl’s bottom as she breathed out and was soon spraying a messy stream onto the floor. “I can’t believe you three already got me pissing on the floor, and we literally just got here.” “Does it feel good?” the woman, Cheryl, asked. “Yes,” the girl said. Her flow finally stopped, and she stood up and pulled her panties and jeans back up. The other two girls exited their stalls, and Janice watched all four sets of feet walk out of the bathroom. She grabbed another wad of toilet paper and wiped herself one more time and then stood up and walked out.
  8. What the heck is taking Tammy so long?” Susan asked. Tommy chuckled. “Well, what took us so long?” he said. “You don’t think…?” “I do,” he said. “Two of those girls from the table over there left around the same time as Tammy, so my guess is they’re either in the bathroom messing around or in the hallway. Or they may be in Kirby’s office, which is probably where he and Janice fooled around.” He laughed and Susan smiled. “I’m feeling kind of jealous,” she said. She was feeling more than just jealous. As they sat there, she was picturing what might be going on between Tammy and the two girls who got up. Were they having fun pissing all over the bathroom, soaking the floor and maybe the walls? Maybe one of them was sitting over the sink, emptying her bladder all over the white porcelain. Or maybe they were in the back hallway where her and Tommy had been, squatting or standing as they sprayed their pee all over the floor. “You think you could go again?” Tommy asked. “I don’t know,” she said. She had a thought, though, and bit her lip, still picturing Tammy kneeling and spraying pee all over the bathroom floor. “Tell you what,” Susan said, “if you’re bold enough, meet me in the women’s bathroom in about five minutes.” She nudged him, and he scooted out of the booth to let her out. As Susan walked towards the hallway, Tammy and the other two girls passed her. They all looked flushed, but they were smiling wide. Tammy even winked at her when they walked by. Susan smiled and again felt that twinge as she imagined what they might have been doing. This time, her thoughts were a little lewder, picturing one of the girls knelt between Tammy’s legs, her face buried in her crotch while also dribbling pee onto the floor. Susan cleared her throat and walked to the bathroom. It was empty, and the first thing she looked at when she walked in was the floor. It was concrete with two drains, one near the door and one on the other side. Just as Janice described, there were three stalls and three sinks. Susan looked around and right away noticed several puddles on the floor, one leading to the drain closest to the door. Susan was about to step over to the sink when the door opened. It was Tommy, of course. He closed the door and grinned at her. “I’ve always wanted to be naughty and just piss all over a public bathroom,” Susan said. “I thought you might want to watch.” Tommy’s grin widened. “I would love that,” he said. Susan lifted her skirt and stepped backward as she carefully eased her rear end over the sink. She licked her lips and closed her eyes. Soon, a warm stream of pee dribbled out of her and splashed into the sink. She giggled as she heard it gurgle down the drain. Tommy stared at her with his lustful gaze. She cut off her flow and slid back down off of the sink. Then she stepped closer to the middle of the bathroom. Susan sighed and let more pee go, feeling it trickle down her legs and drip to the floor at her feet. She lifted her skirt so Tommy could see her steady flow as it splashed against her inner thighs and streamed down her legs. Tommy couldn’t resist any longer as he unzipped his fly and released his penis. Susan was still peeing, but it did not stop him as he stepped up to her and rubbed his growing erection along her slit. She moaned as her flow dwindled but still dribbled warmly along his shaft. Just then the door opened behind Tommy, and before they could react the older woman who was at the table across from them stepped in. Susan dropped her skirt and Tommy stepped back, but there was no hiding the puddle at her feet, and some of her pee was still leaking down her legs. “Oh, excuse me,” the woman said. Tommy’s face reddened, and he started for the door, but she held a hand out to stop him. “It’s okay, you don’t have to go.” Tommy seemed confused, but he stayed. “You can finish, sweetie,” the woman said. “Don’t mind me.” They both watched her as she walked over to the drain closest to the door. Then she hiked up her skirt and they both saw that she was wearing lacy red panties that were already very dark in the crotch. She pulled the gusset aside and was soon spraying her own stream of pee onto the bathroom floor. Susan looked at Tommy and saw his erection pulsing. She might have felt jealous, but she was also feeling herself getting wet just watching this older woman spray the bathroom floor freely, as if it were a perfectly normal thing to do. The woman looked at Susan and smiled. “It’s okay, really. I saw you two messing around at your table. And I saw what you did. And I’m pretty sure I just caught you in the act again. The good news is that I and those girls with me, we like wetting, too.” Susan’s jaw dropped. Her mind bounced to more thoughts of Tammy and the two other girls and she blushed. Then the bathroom door opened again and in came the fourth girl who had been sitting next to the older woman. “My name is Cheryl,” the older woman said, “and this is Tara.” Tara looked confused as she noticed Tommy in the women’s bathroom, but Cheryl smiled and winked at her. “Hello,” Tara said. “It’s okay,” Cheryl said, “we were right about them.” “Really?” Tara said. “Mmm hmm,” Cheryl said. Tara smiled. “That’s good news,” Tara said, “because I have to go.” She leaned against the door and unsnapped her jeans. Then she tugged them and her blue panties down to her ankles and sank into a sitting position. Seconds later, a strong flow of pee sprayed out of her and splashed loudly onto the bathroom floor. It was over quickly, and she pulled her jeans back up. Then she smiled at Chery who was now smiling at Tommy and Susan. “Well, I guess we’ll leave you two to finish.” They both started for the door. “Wait,” Susan said. Cheryl stopped and looked back at her. “You don’t have to go.” Tommy smiled at Susan, giving her a look of both shock and adoration. He walked to her and embraced her. She unsnapped his jeans and then yanked them and his boxers down. She lifted her skirt off completely, and then removed her top. She stepped forward to allow him to enter her again and then heard a click as one of the two ladies behind them locked the main door. Tommy slipped his penis against Susan’s slit again, rubbing slowly and gently but not yet entering her. He heard movement behind him, and soon he felt fingers run along his back under his shirt and then maneuver his shirt off completely. “If you want us to stop,” Cheryl said, “just let us know.” Tommy looked at Susan for an answer, and she nodded. Cheryl’s lips were on Tommy’s and her tongue touched his. She had removed her clothes, as well. He felt a hand touch his shaft and testicles and heard Susan moan. He slipped inside of her for a few seconds and then pulled out again. Cheryl stopped kissing him and directed Susan to turn around. She obeyed and lifted the back of her skirt, inviting Tommy to take her from behind. He slipped easily into her and she leaned back against him. He kissed her neck and shoulders. Cheryl moved in front of Susan and was soon kissing her. Meanwhile, Tara, who was also naked now, had stepped behind Cheryl. Susan was moving her hips slowly and tenderly while still kissing Cheryl. Tommy could see that Susan was also rubbing Cheryl’s slit. Cheryl took Susan’s hand away and then knelt down in front of Susan. Tommy watched as Cheryl started to lick at Susan’s slit. Tara was also reaching and had one hand between Cheryl’s legs and the other between her own, rubbing furiously. He didn’t know how much more of this he could take before he would blow his load. But he wanted to hold out, so he pulled out and just stood behind Susan, watching Cheryl pleasure her. Susan was gasping and looked as if she might fall over, so Tommy held her, caressing her arms and kissing her neck and shoulders. “Oh my god,” she said. Tommy laughed and nibbled at her ear. “Lay down,” he said. Cheryl stopped licking Susan long enough to allow her to lay on the bathroom floor. She could feel the wet concrete under her but did not care as Cheryl knelt over her and continued to lick her slit. Tommy watched Cheryl and noticed that she had stuck her rear end out just enough for Tara to continue rubbing her, as well. Susan looked at Tommy, and she saw the hunger in his eyes. “It’s okay, Tommy,” she said. “I know you want her.” Tommy nodded, and he looked down at Cheryl who stopped licking Susan and smiled at him. Tara stepped away and walked over to Susan. Tommy eagerly walked behind Cheryl, staring lustfully at her round bottom that showed both her maturity and her alluring womanhood. He knelt down and scooted forward just enough for the tip of his penis to touch her labia. Cheryl moaned, and to Tommy’s surprise a warm stream of pee splashed from between Cheryl’s legs and trickled over his penis. “Oh my god,” Tommy said. He felt her warm stream run down over his testicles as he scooted forward more and entered her as she still dribbled pee. She gasped as Tommy grabbed her round bottom and thrust in and out of her. Tommy looked up and to his surprise, Tara moved her left leg over Susan and was soon knelt over her, placing her pussy right over Susan’s face. Susan moaned and started licking Tara’s slit. “Oh, wow,” Tara said, “you’re… really good at that.” Cheryl stopped licking Susan and sat up just far enough to place her lips on Tara’s, who was still moaning. Then Tara reached her hand down to Susan’s slit and started rubbing while bucking her hips, kissing Cheryl, and moaning from the pleasure of Susan’s tongue in her slit. With Tommy still inside of her, Cheryl sat up, straightening her back while Tommy reached around and rubbed her breasts. He looked at Susan again, who was still hungrily lapping at Tara’s vagina. “Oh,” Tara cried, “I’m gonna cum… oh… ohhHHHHHHHH!” Tommy watched as Tara moved forward so that her bottom was over Susan’s breasts and released a strong spray of pee as she obviously climaxed. Most of her warms spray went all over Susan, but some of is splashed against Chery’s lower tummy. Cheryl groaned, and Tommy increased the strength of his thrusts. As Tara finished and moved off of Susan, Tommy looked down at Susan as she watched him continue to screw Cheryl. Susan bit her lip and sat up, then moved close to Cheryl. She pressed her body against Cheryl’s, their breasts touching and rubbing together with the movements of Cheryl’s writhing. Susan brought her head just over Cheryl’s shoulder and kissed Tommy deeply. Then he heard her moan and looked down to see that Tara had stepped behind her and was rubbing her from behind. “Oh, god, Tommy,” Susan said. “This is so… good… I have to… ohhhh.” Then a loud splashing filled the room as Susan emptied her bladder. Tommy could feel the splashes and the flow of it under his knees. Tara did not stop rubbing her, though. Cheryl’s gasps were becoming cries now, so he thrust his hips harder, feeling himself getting closer and closer to the edge. Susan was almost screaming with pleasure now as Tara rubbed more furiously. “Oh, I’m gonna, huhh, huhh, ohhhhHHHHHHH!” Susan screamed as she climaxed and fell forward against Cheryl again. Tommy moved more deeply into Cheryl and kissed Susan on the lips again, parting them and feeling his tongue against hers. As Cheryl’s cries became screams, Tommy felt his orgasm building. “I’m about to cum,” Tommy said breathlessly. “It’s okay,” Cheryl said. Tommy pushed in as deeply as he could, and Cheryl writhed her hips and bottom back against him until he groaned and ejaculated inside of her. Susan kissed him deeply and intimately. “Thank you,” she said. “Thank you for sharing this with me.” Tommy chuckled. “You’re welcome,” he said. “And thank you ladies,” Susan said, smiling at Cheryl and Tara. They both smiled back. “It was our pleasure,” Cheryl said, “and yours, of course. They laughed as they gathered their clothes and got dressed. “We should exchange numbers and maybe do this again sometime,” Tara said. “That’d be great,” Susan said.
  9. Warning, if you have anything against furrys, anthros, or Pokemon, TURN BACK NOW. this story was created by a good friend of mine called AntiqueSloth, the picture was created by another good friend named Raven. Terra, Starfire, winter, and Kira are different Ocs of mine. youve been warned, this story contains furry content. Terra couldn’t believe how many people were at the party. From wall to wall, the living room was packed. Most people were crowded around the center of the room, some dancing, others just drinking and socializing. The music wasn’t really Terra’s style, so she’d mainly been drinking and catching up with old friends, though it was hard to talk when the music was so loud that it shook the floor beneath her feet. She’d been hanging out in the living room since she’d arrived, but before the end of the night she had to make sure to regroup with Raven and the twins, Starfire and Winter, since the twin’s older brother was her ride home. But for the moment, the blue furred jex was content just to hang out and drink, and now that she’d finished her third drink, she was really starting to feel a buzz from the alcohol. She was dressed in a red skirt and a white jacket that matched nicely with the white lines on her fur. These glowed in the dim lighting, and had she chosen to dance, they would have dazzled any onlookers. Though she didn’t want to leave the living room, there was something else she needed to take care of. Terra started making her way through the crowd, holding her long bushy tail high to make sure it wouldn’t be stepped on. The drinks were beginning to work their way through her, and a considerable amount of pressure in her bladder told her that before long she needed to find a suitable place to relieve herself. That suitable place didn’t exclusively mean the bathroom. Terra often found it much more convenient to use a piece of furniture, or an area of the house that seemed unwatched, though her favorite thing to pee on was electronics. As long as she was discreet about it, which she always was, she could pee whenever she wanted without waiting in long lines for the bathroom. The bathroom was located at the start of a hallway that branched off from the living room, and it seemed to be the only one in the house. And as Terra walked past it, sure enough, there were at least six girls standing in line outside the door, all of them seemed to be fidgeting, and some were crossing their legs. Terra figured that the guys must have been stepping outside to pee in the bushes, since there were no males in the line. Frequent urination was an unfortunate side effect of alcohol consumption, but Terra knew she never had to worry about waiting in that line. She turned her head away from the bathroom to look for a private enough location to do her business. As she looked away, her ears perked up when she heard someone loudly declare, “Screw this, I can’t wait any longer.” She looked back and saw that a female Lycanroc had stepped out of line. She was wearing a silky black dress that would have made her hard to see if it weren’t for her red and white fur. Looking a bit closer, Terra noticed that she was bent over nearly double, both hands squeezing her crotch. The midnight Lycanroc was clearly at her limit, and Terra saw that as she exited the line that instead of heading towards the living room, she began running towards the hallway which lead to the bedrooms. Terra had a pretty good idea of what the Lycanroc was about to do. Terra slipped through the crowd, following the Lycanroc down the empty hallway until she disappeared around a corner. Then, carefully peeking her head around the corner, Terra saw the Lycanroc hastily shoving the bedroom door open with one hand. With her other hand, she was already hiking up her dress, exposing the black panties she wore underneath. As Terra watched, the Lycanroc rushed inside the bedroom, not even bothering to close the door behind her. Barely a foot inside the room, she pushed down her panties and dropped into a low squat over the white bedroom carpet, her round ass completely exposed. Before Terra’s eyes, the Lycanroc began to relieve herself. A powerful stream of bright yellow piss shot straight down into the carpet with a loud hiss. But there were other sounds, the Lycanroc seemed to be panting, overcome with relief after barely making it in time. Her urine was soaking into the carpet, creating a stain beneath her that was rapidly growing. Already it seemed to be completely saturated at the point where the stream struck it, and her piss splashed and began to form a puddle that had yet to be absorbed. Terra’s eyes widened as she saw just how much piss the Lycanroc’s bladder was able to pump out. The Lycanroc began to moan with relief as she continued to piss on the carpet, but at some point the massive puddle must have reached her feet, because Terra saw noticed that she widened her stance. The Lycanroc had been relieving herself for nearly a minute before the stream showed any signs of slowing down. Yet even when it looked like she was done, another jet of piss would spray out, followed by another soft sigh of relief. It seemed like even the Lycanroc was surprised at how much piss she could hold. Then, after one final burst of piss had soaked into the carpet, it seemed she was done. The Lycanroc shook off the last remaining drops, and as she got to her feet, Terra thought she could hear her giggling. Whether it was from enjoyment from what she’d done, or a symptom of embarrassment, Terra didn’t find out. It took some effort to pull herself away from the corner, but eventually she did it. She made her way back up the hallway towards the living room, but the entire time her mind was focused on that huge puddle the Lycanroc had left right on the bedroom carpet. Watching all of that piss come pouring out, the hissing sound it had made, and the Lycanroc’s moans of relief had all excited Terra, but also made her more aware of her own need. Even now she felt a more intense pressure in her bladder, but she would take care of that soon enough. It would be too obvious that she had been spying if she stood waiting in the hallway when the Lycanroc came out, but all she had to do was wait for her to leave and she could slip in to relieve herself as well. She had just reached the end of the hallway when she noticed a familiar purple-furred Braixen getting in line for the bathroom. “Hey Starfire!” Terra called to her friend, but it looked like Starfire hadn’t heard her over the loud music, so Terra tapped her on the shoulder instead. “Oh!” said Starfire, turning around quickly in surprise. Her round eyeglasses drooped down her nose, and she hastily pushed them back into place. She was always a bit jumpy, but she smiled when she saw that it was just Terra. Yet her smile seemed a bit weaker than usual, as if from some form of discomfort, and looking closely, Terra noticed that Starfire was squeezing her thighs together. “It’s you, I was wondering where you’d gotten to.” “Yeah, I was just catching up with some friends.” Terra found herself having to yell, even though she and Starfire were barely a foot apart. And even as they stood talking, they were bumped and jostled around by others trying to squeeze past. “Pretty crowded huh?” said Terra, “Hey, have you seen Raven?” “Yeah,” said Starfire, “She’s in the kitchen with my sister. I was just there, but I left to come use the restroom.” Terra noticed that as they stood talking, Starfire had begun to cross her legs, and her fidgeting was becoming more obvious. Also, she kept glancing over her shoulder at the bathroom door, which remained closed. “Please tell me this line moves fast,” said Starfire, indicating the line of five other girls standing ahead of her, each wore an equally desperate look on their face to match her own. “I really have to pee.” “Sorry, but it’s not moving at all,” responded Terra, and the look she saw on Starfire’s face was of utter distress. Terra noticed in the dim light that Starfire had one hand pressed against her crotch. She looked like she was on the verge of wetting herself, and if Terra didn’t help her out soon, she would ruin her jeans. It was then that Terra saw a familiar midnight Lycanroc coming up the hallway. As she hurried past the bathroom Terra could see that she was blushing. Terra immediately knew the solution to Starfire’s problem, all Starfire needed was a little convincing. She leaned in close and did her best to whisper in Starfire’s ear while still being audible over the incessant pounding of the music. “There’s a bedroom down the hall and around the corner. There’s nobody in there, you could squat over the carpet.” Starfire frowned. She didn’t have the same attitude as Terra in regards to urinating outside of the bathroom, and this wasn’t the first time Terra had tried to convince her to do something like that. Deep down, she had to admit that there was something exciting about the idea, not to mention the convenience, but the risk of being seen always seemed too daunting for her. Not this time though. Starfire had already reached her limit in the kitchen with Raven and Winter. Her bladder had been full for some time already, but she’d gotten so caught up in conversation that she didn’t realize she had to go until she was about to burst. She’d hoped to find the bathroom empty, or at least with a short line. She didn’t have time to wait for five other girls to have their turn, so for the first time, she began to consider Terra’s suggestion. “Are you… absolutely sure no one will see me?” She was pressing both hands to her crotch now. It seemed that the choice was between going in the bedroom, and going in her pants, and if she took too long her bladder would decide for her. “I’m sure,” said Terra, giving Starfire an encouraging smile, “Someone already went in there.” Starfire gasped. “Was it you?” “No,” said Terra, “It wasn’t me, but I’ll come with you if you want. I can stand guard if you need me to.” Starfire took one last glance at the bathroom door. Finally it had opened and one girl stepped out, only for the next to rush inside. Would she take as long as the previous girl? Starfire didn’t have time to find out. “Alright, I’ll do it,” she said, and Terra was surprised at her certainty, determining that Starfire must have really reached her limit if she was ready to go through with this. “Ok, this way,” said Terra. She took Starfire by the hand and started leading her towards the hallway. She hadn’t guided Starfire more than a few feet when she heard a loud yelp from behind. Starfire’s hand slipped from her grasp. She whirled around to see Starfire standing hunched over, with her legs crossed tightly together. A yellow-furred male was standing in front of her, he was laughing. Terra instantly recognized him as Kira, the twin’s older brother. “I just wanted to ask what time you and your friends want to leave,” he laughed, “Forgot you scared so easily...” His voice trailed off and his expression was replaced with shock as he looked closer at Starfire. From behind her, Terra could see a large, wet spot beginning to grow on her jeans. Within moments, the pee had soaked through and began dripping out onto the hardwood floor below. Starfire whimpered and fell to the floor, sitting in a growing puddle of her own urine, which still poured out into her jeans. At first there was nothing she could do to stop it, and she almost felt relieved, despite the circumstances. Though when the worst of the pressure was gone, all she felt was embarrassment. She managed to stop peeing, but the damage was already done, her jeans were ruined. She stared at the ground, and tears began to well in her eyes. “Kira!” Terra yelled, rounding on him, “What did you startle her like that for? Look what you did!” “What I did?” Kira bellowed back, defensively, “So it’s my fault that my sister pissed herself? I just needed to ask her something, I barely tapped her shoulder.” Now, all eyes were on them, and Starfire felt rooted to the floor by her own embarrassment. She was the one everyone was staring at. The girl who had just wet herself. Amidst all the commotion, another Braixen pushed her way through the crowd towards Terra, Kira, and Starfire. One look at her light blue fur and Terra knew it was Winter. Behind her was a black-furred Eevee with rainbow-striped hair, Raven. They both stopped in surprise when they saw Starfire. “Starfire! Are you alright?” said Raven, dropping to her knees and reaching out a hand to comfort Starfire. First she noticed the puddle, then the huge wet spot on Starfire’s jeans. Winter quickly rounded on her brother, she had a feeling he had something to do with this, based on Terra’s shouting. “What did you do, Kira?” “Nothing!” Kira said, louder than ever, and now more people were beginning to stare, “She pissed herself, how is that my fault?” “You shouldn't have startled her!” Terra shouted back, and now she looked really angry. Meanwhile, Raven had helped Starfire get back on her feet again, though she was still staring at the ground. She continued to whimper, too embarrassed to say anything. Raven turned to face Kira. “Look, we need to get her home so she can change.” “Oh I guess that's my job then,” said Kira, “Have to take my sister and her friends home because she still wets herself.” He was speaking loudly, as if he wanted the whole room to hear, which only made Starfire's embarrassment worse. “Just be quiet Kira,” said Winter calmly, though she had her arms crossed and looked as if she wanted to punch him. “Just take us home.” “Fine,” said Kira, “But this is the last time I'm driving you all. You can walk next time.” And with that he turned and walked away, heading out the front door and towards his car, parked on the side of the street. “It's ok Star,” said Winter, “We'll get you changed and wash these as soon as we get home. Don't worry.” Starfire sniffled, but nodded as the four of them walked out the door, and towards Kira's car. When they got there, Starfire opened the passenger side door and made to sit down. “Wait!” said Kira. He reached around along the floor of the car and pulled up a dirty old grocery bag. He placed it down on top of the passenger seat. “Sit on that, I don't want you getting piss on my seats.” “Fine,” said Starfire, and she took her seat. She proceeded to turn her head and stare out the window, refusing to look at her brother. Meanwhile, Terra, Raven, and Winter piled into the back. With Terra on the left, Winter on the right, and Raven in the middle. Once they were all in, Kira began driving. Winter and Kira argued for most of the way. Meanwhile, Starfire would only repeat that she just wanted to get home and change. At one point it seemed Kira had gotten tired of being scolded by his sister, so he turned up the radio to drown her out. Raven shifted in her seat. She’d wanted to use the bathroom after Starfire, but obviously that hadn’t happened. For the moment she tried to think of something else to distract herself Amidst the fighting of Kira and Winter, Raven and Terra didn't say much, choosing to stay quiet while the siblings argued. That was until Terra leaned over and whispered in Raven's ear. “I think someone should teach Kira a lesson.” “Oh yeah?” Raven whispered back, “What do you have in mind?” Though she already had a pretty good idea of what Terra was about to say. It was obvious for anyone who’d spent a lot of time around Terra. “He doesn't want pee in his car,” said Terra, “So I'm going to pee in his car.” She flashed Raven a mischievous grin and quietly unbuckled her seatbelt. Then, shifting forward in her seat, she flipped her skirt up and took aim at the floor. Since she was sitting directly behind the driver’s seat, she was completely hidden from Kira, but Raven and Winter got a full view as Terra began to pee. At first, it was only a faint trickle of pale-yellow urine, dripping down onto the black carpet at her feet. But in a few seconds she was spraying a powerful stream of piss that hissed as it gushed out of her. Possessing an unusually large bladder, Terra was able to hold a lot of pee, which meant that when she finally did release, it rushed out of her like the stream of a garden hose. It thundered against the carpet, which began absorbing the fresh piss immediately. Terra sighed with relief, and even though she was making quite a bit of noise, it was covered by the sound of the radio. Though Kira couldn’t hear Terra pissing, her scent rapidly began to fill the car. “Wow, Starfire,” he said, after sniffing at the air, thinking that the smell was coming from Starfire’s soaked jeans, “You reek of piss.” Meanwhile in the backseat, Terra continued to shower the carpet. Raven found it impossible to look away, even though looking seemed to make her own bladder hurt more. The stream raining down, and the look of relief on Terra’s face excited her. The way Terra’s piss just kept spraying from her slit, Raven couldn’t resist the desire to reach out and touch it. As Terra showed no signs of slowing down, Raven reached her hand over, placing it on Terra’s thighs and sliding her fingers up towards her slit. “Watch this,” she whispered, “I’ll help you aim.” And with that she used her fingers to spread Terra’s folds, and pulled them upwards. This had the effect of aiming Terra’s stream higher, causing it to strike the back of the driver’s seat, where it dripped down to join the already massive puddle on the floor. Terra let out a soft moan as she felt Raven’s gentle touch, placing her hand on top of Raven’s, guiding her fingers. Winter was watching from the seat on the right, though she was constantly glancing back at Kira to make sure he hadn’t noticed anything. She was amazed at Terra’s boldness. The sheer naughtiness of it was exhilarating, and she felt the desire to join in. After all, she had to go pretty badly herself. Though right as she was considering how best to do it discreetly, Kira was pulling into the driveway. Raven quickly retracted her hand and Terra cut off her stream, sliding back into her seat and putting her skirt back into place. She turned and casually looked out the window, as if nothing had happened, though her legs were still spread far apart to avoid soaking her feet in the puddle that now sat soaking into the carpet. Once Kira parked the car, all four girls got out, but he stayed in his seat. “I’m going back,” he said, “Not going to have my night ruined because my sister wet herself.” He sniffed the air again and was greeted with the powerful scent of Terra’s piss. “Damn, it still stinks in here, thanks a lot Starfire.” And with that he reversed out of the driveway and drove off. Winter unlocked the front door, and the girls stepped inside the house. Now, they turned their attention to Starfire. “Alright Star,” said Winter, “Why don’t you go to the laundry room and toss your clothes in the wash? I’ll go get some fresh ones for you.” Starfire nodded. There were no longer any tears in her eyes, in fact, now she looked angry. Irritated at the way Kira had spoken to her. All she wanted to do now as get out of the soaked jeans, so she made her way down the hallway and into the laundry room, pulling the door closed behind her. “Wow, he didn’t have to be such a jerk about it,” Starfire muttered to herself as she began stripping off her urine-soaked jeans. Her panties were completely ruined, and she pulled them off as well, cringing at the cold, damp feeling against her fur as they slid down her thighs. She picked up her wet clothes and walked over to the washing machine. However, when she lifted the lid, she found it was already full of clothes. There were pants, gym clothes, and boxers, clearly belonging to Kira. She groaned, opening the dryer door so she could move them. Yet when she did, she found that it too was full of her brother’s clothes. A few random shirts were even scattered on top of the dryer, no way to tell if they were clean or dirty without smelling them, which she wasn’t in the mood for. Starfire was quickly starting to get annoyed. “Fine!” she muttered, “I’ll just throw my clothes in with his stuff and he can sort them out.” In front of the washing machine was a laundry basket filled with white clothes, mostly socks and t-shirts, seemingly already washed. Next to it was another basket that was full of dirty clothes. On top of the pile was a bottle of Tide laundry detergent. Starfire picked it up, and then immediately noticed it was too light. She shook it. Empty. Seemingly, he’d used the last of it on his own clothes. Starfire was pissed, what was she supposed to do now? Then, almost as if it had been brought on by her frustration, she felt a familiar pressure in her bladder. She still needed to pee. She’d wet herself at the party, but there was still plenty more left in her bladder. Either that, or it had refilled since the incident, probably due to the all the drinks she’d had. That’s when she got an idea for how to get back at her brother. She turned around and hopped up onto the open washing machine. Sitting on the edge, she shifted backwards to balance herself just right. Positioning herself over the washing machine’s tub as if it were a toilet. She was ready to add her own special detergent to her brothers clothes, and teach him a lesson. She took a deep breath, as it took a bit of courage for her to start peeing anywhere that wasn’t the toilet. Her stream started as only a few golden drops, but it quickly began to grow. Her piss rained down onto her brother’s clothes, which silently absorbed the liquid. It felt good to let it out, and she sighed as her stream grew steadily more powerful, now pattering against the side of the tub with a series of metallic splashing sounds. Just as she was really starting to feel relieved, the door opened. She gasped, trying to cover herself up. The sudden shock caused an increase in the strength of her stream. It sprayed out of her faster than ever, making it impossible to stop. It splattered loudly against the clothes below as Winter poked her head in. “Star, I’ve got your clothes…” She trailed off, her eyes going wide as she saw the scene unfolding before her. “Star!” she exclaimed, “What are you doing?!” Starfire finally managed to cut off her stream, but not quickly enough. Her sister had seen everything. “I uhh, well…” she stammered. “You’re... why are you peeing on the laundry?!” “Kira’s laundry,” Starfire corrected, with a slight blush. She had the feeling that there was no other option than to come clean. “Oh, are you getting back at him?” said Winter, and she began to grin. “Well don’t stop because of me. Maybe I can help out. Actually, I think Raven and Terra can too.” Winter beckoned to Raven and Terra from where they were waiting outside the laundry room, and they stepped inside. Raven was surprised to see Starfire in such a compromising position, but as she noticed the laundry basket full of Kira’s clothes, she figured out what was going on. “Oh, are we getting back at Kira?” she said, “Well allow me to help, I’m absolutely bursting.” And with that she strode over to the clean laundry basket and stood over it, her bladder threatening to burst at any second. She lifted her plaid skirt and quickly lowered her underwear down to her knees. She dropped into a low squat over the pile of clean clothes in the basket. Lifting her tail up to keep it from getting wet, she began to pee. Raven’s stream immediately sprayed out at full force, it seemed she wasn’t lying about how badly she needed to go. A clean white t-shirt positioned at the top of the pile took the brunt of the torrent, quickly becoming stained with Raven’s yellow urine. Raven couldn’t help but sigh with relief. She even closed her eyes, holding onto the sides of the basket for support as she let her body relax, her piss flooding the basket, staining everything it touched. Seeing Raven drenching Kira’s clean clothes with her piss was enough to encourage Winter to act. She looked over at the dryer, where the door was still hanging open. She walked over to it, and In one swift movement, she hiked her leg up onto the dryer. Reaching beneath her skirt, she pulled her panties out of the way and let loose. Immediately, a light, golden trickle of piss began to spray from her slit. The first few drops fell to the floor tiles below, splattering and pooling, but in no time at all the stream built up to full strength, shooting straight into the dryer. Some of Kira’s freshly dried underwear was taking the full blast of Winter’s pee, which soaked into the fabric, staining it before trickling down to soak the other clothing beneath. She swayed her hips back and forth, causing her stream to spray from side to side to soak as much clothing as possible. It felt good, both to let it all out, and to be getting back at Kira. She locked eyes with her sister, who was watching the events play out in front of her in awe. “Don’t be embarrassed, Starfire, let it all out, you’ll feel much better after getting a bit of revenge on Kira.” “Yeah” said Raven, in-between moans of relief, “Ahhhhh, it feels so good.” Then, she looked down at the laundry basket she was peeing into, and seeing that it was thoroughly soaked, she cut off her stream, only to move to the other basket. There, she assumed a half-squatting position and released once again. Even with the other’s encouragement, it was quite difficult for Starfire to start her stream up again with so many people in the room. She felt a bit pee shy, but as she listened to the hissing sounds of both Starfire and Raven’s streams being absorbed by fabric, she felt the urge building inside her again. Closing her eyes to concentrate on the sound, she started to pee again. The first few drops were quietly absorbed by the clothing in the washing machine beneath her, but as the stream built up strength, it made a hissing and splattering sound to rival the others, echoing inside the tub of the machine. Now, the only one who wasn’t peeing on Kira’s clothing was Terra. To be fair, the Jex had already left her mark on something of his, but she didn’t want to be left out of this act of naughty peeing. Unfortunately, all the good spots seemed to be taken, so she’d have to get creative. Scanning around the laundry room, she soon found a suitable receptacle. She approached the basket where Raven was still showering all the dirty clothes with a seemingly endless downpour of piss. Terra reached around Raven and grabbed the bottle of Tide laundry detergent sitting in the basket. Fortunately, it seemed to be the only thing that wasn’t completely covered in Raven’s pee. As she reached for it she made sure to brush her hand against Raven’s ass, which was so perfectly exposed due to her half-squatting position. This had the effect of causing Raven to gasp and blush as she realized that Terra was reciprocating the touch that she’d given her in the car. As Terra brought her hand back up, she allowed the back of her hand to lightly graze along Raven’s thigh, to which Raven responded with a soft moan. As Terra lifted the bottle, she immediately noticed how light it was. Empty, well that would certainly make things easier. She removed the cap of the bottle, setting it atop the washing machine next to Starfire’s thigh. She stood with her legs spread apart, and moved the bottle underneath her skirt. Then once she was sure it was in position she began to release. The first few drops fell straight to the bottom, pattering against the plastic. Terra carefully controlled her stream, making sure not to spill a single drop as she began to fill the bottle with her piss. Starfire was the first to finish, since she’d had a head-start compared to the others. The last few drops trickled out and she hopped down from the washing machine. Then, another problem presented itself. “Does anyone have a tissue?” she asked. She didn’t want to walk through the house while still dripping. Fortunately Winter had the solution. With her leg still hiked up on the dryer, a waning stream of piss spraying straight through the door, she used her free hand to lift one of the shirts laying on top of the machine and handed it to her sister. “Here take this,” she said, “He’s going to have to wash everything again anyway after we’re done.” Starfire accepted the improvised tissue, wiping her pussy with it. She dropped it into the washing machine and turned her attention towards Winter’s stream, forgetting for the moment that she was standing there naked from the waist down. Winter’s stream had weakened so much at this point that she practically had to thrust her hips up against the dryer to get the last of it inside. When her stream finished, she reached for a shirt to wipe herself with, but Starfire grabbed it first. “Allow me,” said Starfire, in a sudden act of boldness as she used the shirt as a tissue to wipe her sister. Once she’d wiped away all the pee, she tossed the shirt into the dryer and brushed her bare hand against her sister’s folds. Starfire gasped, but then began to shiver with anticipation. The twins had a history of being intimate with each other, and relief seemed to have brought about arousal in both of them. It was at this point that Terra finished, since her bladder hadn’t been as full as the others. With the Tide bottle nearly full, her bladder was empty. She put the cap back on and set the bottle back into the basket. She shook the remaining drops off onto the formerly-clean basket. Raven’s stream was still surprisingly powerful. The second basket was now just as soaked as the first. Her piss dripping down to be absorbed by the clothes at the very bottom. She looked around at the others, and then blushed, seeing that they were already done. “I really needed to go.” she said, with a bit of a shy smile as her stream finally started to taper off. A few more spurts of piss, and she was empty. As she stood, Terra approached her. Seemingly inspired by Starfire and Winter, she used one of Kira’s shirts to wipe Raven’s slit. She dropped the shirt into the basket and began stroking Raven’s lower lips with her bare hand instead, and Raven felt arousal coursing through her body in response to Terra’s delicate touch. The room smelled heavily of urine. A combination of four distinct scents wafted through the air as Winter temporarily broke away from Starfire’s touch to survey the damage. In the washer, dryer, and two laundry baskets, Kira’s clothes were drenched and stained with piss. The clothes that had absorbed a lot of pee would almost certainly take more than one washing to remove the scent of whichever girl had marked it. And even then, when he tried to wash the clothes, he’d only be pouring Terra’s fresh urine all over them. She laughed, picking up the bottle that now contained Terra’s pee, and upon seeing its label she couldn’t resist cracking a joke. “Hey, look,” she said, “It’s a Tide ad!”
  10. Tammy knew what she had seen. The mother had leaned forward and whispered something to the girl across from her, and the girl turned and looked directly at Tammy, smiled, then winked. Tammy was surprised when she felt her face get flushed, but she smiled back. Soon after, her brother and Susan returned, their faces also a bit flushed. She smiled at them but didn’t say anything because she was still thinking about the look the girl had given her and the wink. Kirby arrived with their burgers. Kirby’s version of the bronco burger was an all-beef patty, lettuce, tomato, cheddar cheese, onion rings, a few fire-roasted red peppers, and some house-made barbecue sauce. Even the siblings did not know Kirby’s barbecue sauce recipe. Tommy dug into his burger pretty quickly, probably hungry after his hallway romp with Susan. Janice winked at Kirby as he walked back to the bar, and Tammy found herself feeling a little left out. But there was the girl at the table. Tammy looked over again, but the girl’s back was to her again, and the mother was talking to the other girl next to her. Tammy finally picked up her burger and took a bite of it. It was juicy and very tasty, especially with the zest of Kirby’s sauce. As she chewed her food, Tammy watched the girl stand up. Then the girl looked over her shoulder at Tammy again and walked down the hall towards the bathrooms. Tammy sat her burger down and chewed what was left in her mouth. “Did that girl just check you out?” Janice asked. “I think so,” Tammy said. Janice laughed. “Guess it’s your turn.” “But… what if that was nothing? I don’t want to walk in there and feel like an idiot.” “It’s the bathroom,” Tommy said. “If she’s not interested, it’s not like you don’t have other reasons to be in there.” Tammy sighed and placed her hands on the table. “Okay, I’ll go.” She stood up, and as she did the mother looked at her and smiled the same smile she had shown earlier. Tammy returned the smile and walked down the hallway to the women’s restroom. When she stepped in, the girl was standing at the mirror, and she turned to look at Tammy. “Hey there,” she said. “Hey,” Tammy said, her voice choking a little. “My mother said you were watching her earlier. What did you see?” “What do you mean?” Tammy asked. “Don’t be coy. I know you saw her. But I want to hear you tell me what you saw.” “She was peeing in her dress,” Tammy said. “Yes, she was,” the girl said. “And when we first sat down, you probably didn’t know it, but we saw you wet your skirt.” Tammy blushed. “And I’m pretty sure that was your friend or sister that was in the bathroom earlier.” “Sister,” Tammy said. “The guy is my twin brother, and the other girl is my sister’s best friend.” “Well, you’ve seen my mother. The girl beside me is my best friend Danielle, and the other girl is a friend from school, Tara. And I think it’s obvious we all share the same fetish. Am I wrong?” Tammy paused, but then she bit her lip. “No,” she said. “Well, I know you were checking out my mom. She kind of feels like she’s a bit old for you. But, if you’re looking for someone more around your age…” The girl moved closer to Tammy. “My name is Kiki.” “Tammy.” “Well, Tammy, how long have you been wetting?” Kiki touched Tammy’s hand gently, their fingertips touching. “Most of my young life,” Tammy said. “Our parents were wetters, and they were really laid back. They didn’t really encourage us to do it, but they didn’t stop us, either.” “Hmm, you’re a lucky girl,” Kiki said. She reached her other hand up and ran her fingers through a strand of Tammy’s hair. “And beautiful,” she said. “Thank you,” Tammy said. Just then the bathroom door opened, and Tammy was about to move away before she realized it was the other girl, Danielle. Kiki smiled at Danielle who walked over to them. “We were right,” Kiki said. “They’re wetters, too.” Danielle’s face lit up, and she moved closer to them. “Really?” she said. “That’s awesome.” “You don’t know this,” Kiki said to Tammy, “but we’ve had our eye on you since we walked in. That’s how we caught you peeing in your skirt. We were checking you out.” “Really?” Tammy said. “Yes, really.” Kiki leaned in now to kiss Tammy, and Tammy surprised herself by not pulling away. As their lips met, Tammy could also see Danielle moving to her left side. “Have you ever been with a woman before?” Kiki asked. “Yes,” Tammy whispered. “What about two women?” Danielle asked. “Yes,” Tammy said. “Well, well, we found our girl,” Kiki said, smiling. She kissed Tammy’s neck as Danielle moved closer and started kissing Tammy’s shoulder. “Do you want to do this here?” Kiki asked. “No,” Tammy said. “I know somewhere else.” “Well, while we’re in the bathroom,” Kiki said. She stepped back and unsnapped her jeans, then tugged them and her panties down to her ankles. She stood just like that, closed her eyes, and soon a steady stream of pee sprayed out from between her legs and splashed onto the concrete floor. Tammy watched amazed as the stream sprayed out far, completely missing Kiki’s jeans and panties. She stopped after only about ten seconds. “Save some for later,” she said, winking at Tammy. “So where is this place you talked about?” Tammy led them out of the bathroom and down the hall to the door at the end, into Kirby’s office. She locked the door behind them. “Okay, we can have privacy in here.” When she turned around, Kiki and Danielle were already embracing each other and kissing passionately, their tongues occasionally extending and touching. Tammy walked to them, and as if acting through some wild impulse she leaned in and placed her lips close to theirs, adding her own tongue to their kisses. Her right hand went to Kiki’s arm and her left found one of Danielle’s buttocks. Kiki stepped back and removed her shirt. Then she unsnapped her bra. Danielle followed suit, and Tammy pulled at the straps of her dress until it dropped to the floor at her feet. Then she removed her bra, as well. Kiki had unsnapped her jeans and was now tugging her jeans and panties off as Danielle also removed her capris and panties. All three girls stood in front of each other, fully nude and smiling. “Are you sure you want this?” Kiki asked Tammy. “Yes,” Tammy said. The girls moved in close again and returned to kissing. Tammy could feel Kiki’s left breast brushing against her right one and Danielle’s right one against her left. She pulled away from the kiss and instead started to kiss down Kiki’s neck and then to her left breast. Kiki moaned, and soon Tammy could feel a hand rubbing her outer labia. She wasn’t sure if it was Kiki or Danielle, but she didn’t care. Tammy kept kissing Kiki’s breast, and she gradually worked her way down to Kiki’s tummy. As the hand moved away from her labia, Tammy knelt down to go lower until she was kissing just above Kiki’s slit. “Wait,” Kiki said, giggling. “Let me sit down or I’ll fall.” Kiki sat on the floor, which was faux hardwood like the rest of the place, and she opened her legs and smiled at Tammy. Danielle was still behind Tammy, and as Tammy knelt down Danielle joined her on the floor. Tammy stared lustfully at Kiki’s vagina, hairy but not too hairy, and so open. She knelt down to bring her mouth closer, and again felt a hand between her own legs, then fingers, and then a tongue. Tammy moaned and finally brought her mouth to Kiki’s awaiting vagina. She licked around Kiki’s pussy, flicking her tongue across her clitoris, all while feeling her own vagina being licked by Danielle. Tammy lifted her bottom a little more and reached down to rub her own clitoris as Danielle licked her. She could feel her first orgasm building, but then Danielle stopped. “Lay on your side,” Danielle said. Tammy stopped licking Kiki and did as she was told, laying on her right side. “Now go back to what you were doing.” It took more effort, but Tammy was able to turn her head just enough to get back to licking Kiki’s vagina. As she did, Tammy soon felt her left leg being lifted as Danielle eased her shapely legs between Tammy’s. Tammy knew what was next, and she adjusted her hips to meet Danielle’s awaiting vagina. When their pussy lips touched, Tammy could not stifle a moan. “Oh, god, you’re good at that,” Kiki said as Tammy kept working her tongue through Kiki’s vagina. As both Tammy and Danielle bucked their hips together while Tammy continued to lick Kiki, Tammy felt the pressure in her bladder growing. She started to say something, but as her first orgasm started to really build, she decided to just let go. A tiny dribble came out, and right away Danielle moaned. “Oh my god, that’s… ohhhhhh. You’re gonna make me go, too,” Danielle said. “Oh, wow, that’s so hot,” Kiki said as she sat up and watched them while Tammy still licked at her vagina. “Okay, I can’t hold it. Aaaaahhhh!” As Danielle cried out, a strong blast of pee sprayed from her and splashed all over Tammy’s vagina. They did not stop tribbing, though, as the strong flow continued, dripping loudly to the floor and making splashing noises as they bucked their hips. Tammy had to stop licking Kiki because she needed to breathe as her climax built. Kiki took over with her own fingers as she watched Tammy and Danielle, whose flow was ending but had still created a sizable puddle between them. Danielle started to cry out, and as Tammy’s orgasm was reaching its peak she looked at Kiki, who was now also dribbling a steady flow of pee onto the floor while rubbing herself. Tammy screamed as she climaxed. Tammy and Danielle finally stopped, and they lay in the wet floor for a little while, catching their breath before laughing with pleasure.
  11. Here's a few screen shots from the other day. I was running behind and really had to pee so I sat my work clothes out but the bathroom was locked and the sound of the shower well....
  12. Janice walked to their usual table and right away noticed the smirk on both Tommy and Tammy’s faces. She ignored them, though, and sat down next to Tammy. “You’ll never guess what just happened,” Janice said. “Oh, that’s probably not true,” Tammy said and she giggled. “Shut up,” Janice said, elbowing her. “Seriously, though.” As she started to share the story, Janice looked over and saw four girls who seemed to resemble the four she heard and saw in the bathroom. If they were the same, she was correct about the one. She was definitely older, maybe 40+, and looked very motherly but in an attractive kind of way. “See those four girls over there? Don’t stare, but see them?” They all nodded. Then she shared the story of what happened. Tammy’s eyes widened, and she smiled. “So it would seem we’re not Kirby’s only wetting customers,” Tammy said. “Was it like a convenience kind of thing because the stalls were all used?” Susan asked. “No,” Janice said, “because the girl in the stall beside me just pissed in the floor. And the other two really seemed to enjoy what they were doing. Especially the older woman. She peed down her legs! I think she’s their mom or something.” “That’s incredible,” Susan said. “There really are more people that I thought into this kind of thing.” “Oh for sure,” Tommy said. “Just Google it sometime.” As they talked, Tammy glanced over at the four ladies. As she did, she caught the eye of the older woman, who smiled at her. She was wearing a black sun dress with flowers along the trim. It hugged her womanly curves, and Tammy could not help but stare. She noticed the woman had lifted the bottom of her dress just a bit, and her legs were apart slightly. As she looked, a few seconds later Tammy could see a shiny dribble falling from between the woman’s shapely legs and dripping discretely down the edge of her seat. She thought about saying something to the rest of the table, but the woman was still smiling at her. “Tammy, are you okay?” Tommy asked. “Huh? Yeah, sorry. That woman just… she reminds me of Mom.” Tommy turned and looked. “Yeah, I can see that,” he said. Janice smiled, as well. “Now that I get a closer look, yeah. But let’s stop staring.” They agreed, and Janice waved Kirby to their table. He came over, and she tried to hide her reddening face. “Can we get four of your signature bronco burgers, please?” “Coming right up,” Kirby said, and he winked at Janice. “Holy shit,” Susan said. “You really did fuck him, didn’t you?” Janice blushed. “Oh my god. How was it?” “It was great,” Janice said. And she meant it. “Wasn’t it weird, though, since he was, like, friends with your parents?” “A little,” Janice said. As she said this, she also felt a little pressure in her bladder. She just let go and felt the warm wetness between her thighs as it soaked her dress and the seat and dribbled quietly to the floor. “But he’s a real gentleman,” she said. “He made it clear that he wanted me, but he didn’t force me or anything.” “Because you wanted him, too,” Tammy said, smiling. “You have for a while.” Janice smiled back. “I have,” Janice said. Tommy stood up from the booth and smiled at all three of them. “My apologies, ladies, but I have to go, and as I said I can’t just whip it out here.” He leaned down and kissed Susan on the head. She smiled as he walked away. Tommy followed the path he had taken many times before, down the bathroom hallway and then turned to the left. He could have just as easily used the restroom like hundreds of other men would do, but since his first visits to Kirby’s Tommy had been sneaking down this back hall and relieving himself there. Just as he turned to face the wall and was about to unzip his fly, he heard footsteps. He stepped a little further down the hall into the dark. “Tommy,” he heard a voice whisper. Then he saw Susan step around the corner. He reached out his hand and pulled her to him, and she gasped in surprise then giggled as he pulled her into the darker part of the hall and stood her against the wall. “So is this like your secret place or something?” “It is,” he said. “And now it’s our secret place.” He leaned in and kissed her. “I thought you had to pee,” she said. “I do,” Tommy said, and he kissed her again. Their mouths opened and tongues touched as he moved closer to her. She reached down, unzipped his fly, and slipped his penis out with ease. She guided it to her slit, which he noticed was very wet and ready for him. “So do I,” she said. Then she sighed, and he felt a warm stream dribble onto his shaft and trickle down his scrotum and testicles. “Oh my god,” he said. Then he let go of his own bladder, but because of his erection the flow wasn’t much. She gasped, though, so it must have been enough for her to feel it. He kept his penis right against her slit and tried to pee more as she moaned. Meanwhile, her warm flow continued to flow down him and drip to the floor. He could feel some of it absorbing into the crotch of his jeans, but he didn’t care. When they were both finished peeing, Tommy moved just enough to enter her as she writhed her hips. He reached under her skirt and grabbed her bare ass, pulling her closer and entering her more deeply. Her moaning changed to a pleasurable whining, and Tommy could tell it wouldn’t be long for either of them. He leaned in and kissed her neck and shoulder as she moved more quickly and was soon screaming. He placed his lips on hers to keep her scream from being too loud as her orgasm built. Tommy felt his own climax building, and then seconds later he groaned as he kissed her and ejaculated into her. Her screams had eased, so he stopped kissing her and continued to thrust until he was completely spent. “Oh my god, that was better than the first time,” Susan said. Tommy laughed. “Now I have to pee again,” she said. Tommy watched as she just stood there with her legs together and sighed as she emptied her bladder down her legs. It flowed to her feet and over her sandals to the floor. She giggled and shook it off her feet. “I guess I should go to the bathroom and clean up.” Tommy leaned in and kissed her again. “See you soon,” he said.
  13. They finally pulled into the parking lot of a building that resembled a double-wide trailer with a wooden siding and a full porch that rand the length of the building. Susan also saw a few posts sticking out of the ground on both sides next to the entrance, each with a longer post running across. “What are those?” she asked, pointing to the posts. Tommy laughed. “Those are hitching posts for horses. Kirby thinks he’s some kind of cowboy, so he had those put in when he opened the place. Wants it to look authentic.” Susan smiled as she also noticed two wagon wheels, one on each side, propped against the porch. The porch itself held several wooden rocking chairs, and even the lights near the door resembled lanterns. The only “modern” touch was the neon sign at the top that advertised the name “Kirby’s.” “It’s tacky,” Tammy said, “which is why we love it.” Once inside, it was just as they siblings has described it, a lot of country-themed odds and ends hanging on the wall, including a few mounted game animals. The lighting was dim, and there were even some faux oil lamps hanging along the bar. The floor was tile just as they said, but its style was made to look like wooden flooring. The booths were made of actual wood but with burgundy vinyl backings and seat cushions. There were also some round wooden tables and matching chairs. When they passed the bar, a man with pepper-gray hair smiled and waved. “Hey there!” he said. He finished pouring a drink for another man at the bar and then stepped to the end of the bar to greet them. “Hey Kirby,” Janice said. “This is my friend Susan.” “Well, howdy Susan,” Kirby said. The siblings laughed and shook their heads. “Told you so,” Janice said. “We’ll take our usual, Kirby.” “You got it, little lady.” Janice and the twins led Susan over to a booth at the end of the bar. She directed Susan to sit on the inside and Tommy squeezed in next to her. Then Tammy sat across from Susan and Janice took the other outside seat. Almost as soon as they sat down, Kirby showed up with four frothy mugs of beer. “On the house, as always,” Kirby said, smiling. He winked at Janice, who smiled and winked back. “I’d better make room for this,” Tammy said. Susan looked at her, confused, until she saw Tammy sit up straight and then heard a soft hissing sound. Susan started to look, but Janice shook her head. “Discrete, remember? The customers don’t know.” Susan nodded. “It’s actually one of the hottest things about this,” Tommy said. “The fact that right now my sister is pissing herself and no one knows but us.” “So, what are you going to do?” Susan asked. “Are you going to wet your pants, or…?” “Well,” Tommy said and took a sip of his beer. “Maybe not because even though these pants are black, they’re denim, so it would still show. But yeah, I have before. I spilled a drink on myself one night and then decided later, what the hell, I’m already wet, so…” Susan smiled at him and then looked him up and down, imagining what he might look like with wet jeans. Tommy smiled back. “And you can’t just whip it out right here because you’re on the end seat, so what then?” Tommy winked at her. “You’ll see.” Meanwhile, Janice had made eye contact with Kirby several times. Every time, he smiled at her, and it wasn’t just a cordial, friendly smile but something deeper. Janice remembered admitting to her father when she was nineteen and met Kirby for the first time that she thought he was attractive. Her father had laughed and said, “Well, he’s not a bad looking fella for a wannabe cowboy.” Now, almost a decade later, Kirby was just a few years younger than her father but almost twenty years older than her. Should she still be feeling this way? Kirby’s own wife had died of cancer a few before her parents’ accident. He still wasn’t bad looking, even with his blue button up shirt and brown vest. Kirby also had a cowboy hat that looked cute enough on him to work. As she looked at him again, he smiled once more and then motioned subtly with his head for her to come over to the bar. Janice could feel her face redden. “Hey, I’ll be back. Kirby wants to talk to me.” As she stood up, she tried not to look at her siblings, but she caught sight of a naughty smirk on Tammy’s face. Janice could not help herself and she returned the smile. “You’re going to leave me here alone with these two?” Susan said, but it was clear from her tone that she was faking it. “No… please… don’t.” She giggled. Tommy leaned close to Susan and kissed her on the cheek. Janice walked to the bar, which was now surprisingly empty. There were about five other patrons in the bar, three of them at a table and the other two shooting pool in the far corner. “Hey there,” Kirby said. “Hey.” Susan smiled, and he returned the smile, but it seemed a little more nervous than before. “What’s up?” she asked. “Hell, I might as well be honest with you,” Kirby said. “Ever since you walked in that door I haven’t stopped looking at you.” “I know,” she said, smiling. “I saw you looking.” “You favor your mother,” he said. This hurt her heart a little, but she knew it was intended as a compliment. “Thank you,” she said. “You have prettier eyes, though,” he said. He smiled and poured her a glass of beer. “Looks like your new friend is fitting in well.” Janice turned around and looked back at their table. Susan was sitting with her head back as Tommy kissed her neck. She wondered if Susan was also wetting herself at that point and assumed she probably was. “Yeah, she is,” Janice said. “Would it be inappropriate if I asked you to meet me in the back office in about five minutes?” Janice looked at him and her eyes widened, but his expression made her pause. It was lustful, but also loving. Was it possible he had been thinking about her all these years, as well? She was an adult then, so it’s not like he would have been a pervert if he had. And she was definitely old enough now. Still, their age difference might turn some heads if anyone found out. But the back office… “No,” she said after a long pause. “I understand,” he said and sighed. “No, I mean… it’s a bit forward, but… not inappropriate. Five minutes?” Now Kirby’s eyes widened. “Yes. You remember where it is? Down the bathroom hallway, last door at the end.” “I remember. Tammy and Tommy and I used to hang out back there because we weren’t yet old enough really to be in a bar, and you didn’t want someone calling ‘the law’ on you. That’s literally what you said, ‘the law.’” She laughed, and he shook his head. “It was cute,” she said. “Five minutes,” he said. He walked out from behind the bar and to the group of three at the table. She heard him mumble something, and they nodded. Then he checked on the two at the pool tables, turned to look at her over his shoulder, smiled, and walked down the hallway. Janice walked over to their table. “Hey, I’m heading to the bathroom. I need to do more than pee.” All three of them looked at her, and Janice could tell from Susan’s expression that something was up. As she looked closer, she could see that Tommy had his hand between Susan’s legs and was obviously rubbing her slit. Janice smiled as she saw a few droplets of Susan’s pee dribbling onto the seat. “Mmmkay,” Susan said, obviously trying to maintain her composure. “Have fun,” Tammy said, and she winked. How did she always know? Janice left them and walked to the hallway where the bathrooms were. She passed the bathrooms and finally reached the door at the end. She hesitated for just a few seconds but then turned the knob and walked into the familiar back office. Kirby was sitting behind his desk, but as soon as she entered he stood up. He made a sound like he was clearing his throat. “I didn’t know if you’d actually come,” he said. “I told you I would.” “No, you just said it wasn’t inappropriate to ask. I’ve spent the last three minutes agonizing over whether you would come.” Janice looked at him. He was genuinely nervous and apprehensive. This made him ever cuter. She closed the door behind her and turned both locks. “I’m here, aren’t I?” she said. He nodded then stepped out from behind his desk and walked to her. Janice stood still as he approached her. He reached out his hands and rubbed her arms gently while looking into her eyes. “Those eyes,” he said. Then he cleared his throat again. “Can I… kiss you?” She nodded, and he leaned in and placed his lips on hers. Then both of their mouths were open and their tongues touching. Janice moaned involuntarily at the pleasure as he kissed her. “I want you,” he said. “But I haven’t done anything since… since Mary passed.” “I know,” she said. “It’s okay.” Janice moved closer to him and reached down to unzip his fly. He made a grunting sound as she reached in and slid his penis through his zipper. She rubbed it gently with her fingers, feeling it grow and pulse in her hand. She looked down at it and her eyes widened. It wasn’t the biggest she had ever seen, but it was considerable and definitely the biggest she had ever had. She lifted her dress up and guided his penis closer to her until the tip of it was touching her slit, which was already very wet and ready for him. He looked into her eyes again and moved even closer until he slipped all the way inside of her. She gasped when he entered her, and her eyes rolled back. He chuckled as he moved his hips slowly, sliding in and out of her. Each time he pressed against her, Janice could feel the pressure in her bladder getting stronger. “Kirby,” she said, “I have to pee.” He chuckled and pulled out and looked into her eyes. “Let’s go to the desk,” he said. She nodded, and he led her across the office to his desk. Then he pulled his office chair out and pointed to it. Janice smiled as she obeyed him, hiking her dress up as she sat down. He stood next to her, still smiling and looking into her eyes. Then his eyes dropped down lower to her exposed vagina, and his expression changed to pure lust. Janice closed her eyes and sighed. Her flow started as a soft trickle as she only let a little bit go. “Oh my god,” he said. “That is incredible.” Janice giggled. She was about to let more go when Kirby knelt down closer, his penis in his hand. “I need you right now or I’ll explode right here.” “But I still need to go,” Janice said. “I don’t care,” he said. Janice bit her lip and reached out to pull him closer. They kissed again, and soon he was inside of her. She moaned and knew she couldn’t hold back any longer. She kept kissing him as he slowly moved in and out of her. She felt the first few drops trickle out of her and he groaned, obviously feeling them, as well. “That feels so good,” he said. His movements became quicker and quicker and he pushed deeper. She could feel his weight against her bladder, and with each thrust she squirted more warm pee. It dribbled over his penis and down his testicles and tickled her lower labia. “Oh, my god, yes,” she said. She had an idea and cut off her flow. Then she pushed him back and motioned for him to stand up. He slid out of her and obeyed. She stood up from the chair, and then directed him to sit. As he turned, he unbuckled and unsnapped his jeans and tugged them down to his ankles. She giggled as she wrapped her legs around his waist and straddled him in his office chair. He started to slip his penis back inside of her, but she stopped him. “Let me do this,” she said. He nodded as she scooted up just enough to put his penis right along her slit but not inside her. Janice sighed and let go completely. The hissing sound of her warm pee as it sprayed out of her and splashed against his penis and lower stomach was loud enough that they both laughed. But their laughter quickly turned to moans as Janice moved her hips, rubbing her soaking wet labia along the shaft of his penis while still peeing. He looked at her again with hungry, lustful eyes and she leaned forward and finally gave him what he wanted as she slid down onto him. Janice knew it wouldn’t be long as she wriggled her hips and he gripped her bare ass. “I’m not going to last much longer,” Kirby said. “It’s okay,” Janice said, smiling. She pulled the straps of her dress and bra away and freed her breasts, and he leaned in to kiss them, starting with her cleavage and working his way to her left nipple. She squealed and moved her hips quicker. “Oh, that feels… so good,” she said. “Oh, I’m gonna… oh, ohhHHHHHH!” She screamed, not caring if anyone heard, and he joined her as she felt him ejaculate into her. Janice stopped moving, but she stayed on top of him as he continued to kiss her cleavage and shoulders. “Thank you,” he said. “That was incredible.” “It was,” she said and kissed him. “So which one of us walks out of here first?” They both laughed.
  14. Disclaimer: The following story contains a scene of unprotected sex. If this does not appeal to you, please do not read any further. The characters in this story are all consenting adults with the ability to make responsible judgements. Unless you know your partner well, always be safe. After dropping some towels in the hallway floor, the girls returned to the front room of the house while Tommy went to his room to get dressed. Susan had taken her wet panties off and pulled her jeans up without them to go commando. She also had been quiet since the three of them had pissed in the hallway. Janice wasn’t sure if it was because of the peeing or because her brother had come out of the bathroom to catch them in the act. “I’m so sorry about that,” Janice said. “I can understand if you never want to come back here again.” “Oh, no, no,” Susan said. “It’s really okay. It was just… awkward. But funny, you know?” “I do,” Janice said. “Was that your first time ever having to do anything like that?” Tammy asked. Janice glared at her again, but again it was too late to go back. Janice looked at Susan. “You don’t have to answer that,” she said. “No, it’s okay,” Susan said. “And no, not really. I mean I’ve never peed on the floor like that. When I was pregnant my bladder was pretty weak. I think there were a few times I had to go, but my husband was in the bathroom, so I had to go outside or find a bucket in the garage or something to pee in. And I’ve used our kitchen sink.” “Which is why you were willing to use ours,” Tammy said. “Exactly,” Susan said. Tammy looked over at Janice and grinned. Janice gave her a look that said What are you up to? “What if I told you that I do that kind of thing all the time?” Tammy said. Janice’s face flushed again and she closed her eyes for a moment, anticipating the worst. “What do you mean? Like… you pee yourself?” “I do,” Tammy said. “Here in the house?” Susan asked. Janice was surprised by the obvious curiosity in Susan’s voice. “Sometimes, yes,” Tammy said. “And sometimes while I’m out. It’s just more convenient sometimes than looking for a bathroom.” “But,” Susan said, “don’t you worry about the mess or about getting caught?” “No,” Tammy said. “Messes can be cleaned, and when I go out I’m either really good at finding a place to go or I wear something that makes it easier.” “Like a skirt?” Susan asked. “Yes,” Tammy said, “and occasionally black plants or shorts if I want to wet myself, something that doesn’t show.” “You wet yourself?” Susan asked. “Why?” “Because it feels really good. Have you never wet yourself?” “Maybe when I was a kid, and I had a few close calls when I was pregnant but never a full wetting. You actually like it?” “I do,” Tammy said. “It’s so warm around my vagina, and if I pee hard enough sometimes it tickles my clit.” “Ooookay, that’s enough,” Janice said. “I’m sorry, Susan, my sister is really forward. She has no filter.” “It’s okay, Janice, really,” Susan said. “So you’re not grossed out by this?” Janice asked. “No, not at all. I mean it’s a little strange, but no I’m not grossed out.” “Well that’s good,” Tammy said, “because Janice does it, too.” Janice’s face reddened and she started at Tammy. That was it. It was over now, for sure. “You do?” Susan said. Janice looked down at the floor. “Yes, I do,” she said. “And I’d appreciate it if you didn’t tell anyone at work about it.” “Honey, I just pissed in your hallway floor.” Susan said. “I’m not telling anyone at work about this.” Janice smiled. “Thank you.” Susan returned the smile, and then she peered down the hallway. “I know this sounds crazy, but I need to pee again. Is it okay if I just use your bathroom this time?” They laughed and Susan stood up and walked down the hall. Once she rounded the corner, Susan turned to see if Janice or Tammy could see her. Luckily, once she reached the bathroom the hallway turned and you could only see from the living room if you were deliberately turning your head to look down the hallway. Neither Janice or Tammy seemed to be doing that. She looked down at the towels that were spread on the floor over the mess they had made, and something tingled inside of her. She knew that feeling well as she had masturbated almost every day since her husband left her but had unfortunately not had another man’s penis inside her since her husband. She stepped further down the hall and leaned back against the wall behind a small table that held knick-knacks and pictures of the family. Susan unfastened her jeans and took one last look down the hall. She was still alone, so she slid her hand into her jeans to feel her wet slit. She rubbed her clitoris gently and closed her eyes in pleasure. She could feel her bladder getting ready to let go, so she stopped rubbing. She was about to take her jeans down when she thought about what Tammy had said about wetting herself and how good it felt. Susan looked at the crotch of her jeans. They were a little damp from the squirt earlier. She decided What the hell as she leaned back against the wall and closed her eyes. A gentle trickle started in her pants and she gasped. When she opened her eyes again, Tommy was standing to her left watching her. He had gotten dressed in a pair of khaki shorts and a polo and he was gazing at her, his eyes wide with obvious desire. She stopped her flow as best she could, but a little continued to dribble into her pants. “Can I watch you?” he asked. “You’re so beautiful.” His voice was husky but gentle. Susan looked at him, his muscular frame obvious beneath the polo. She nodded and he stepped closer. “Please continue,” he said. Susan managed a smile as she leaned back against the wall. She didn’t know if she could pee with him watching, but she knew she wanted to try. She closed her eyes and was surprised when her warm flow returned, and she was soon dribbling into her jeans again. She gasped as it warmed her crotch and flowed steadily down her legs, clinging to the fabric of her jeans. She opened her eyes and watched the stain in her jeans as it spread all the way down her legs as small droplets fell to the carpet. She looked at Tommy who was still watching her, not smiling but staring. She knew he wanted her, just as much as she knew she wanted him. In a moment of lust, Susan reached for him and pulled him to her. She pressed her lips against his and he returned the kiss. She reached for his shorts and unsnapped them. At the same time, he was tugging her jeans down to her ankles. He stepped back for a moment to look at her, then he pressed his body close to her. She slid his penis out of his boxers. He leaned back just a bit and looked into her eyes. “Do you want me to get a condom?” he asked. “No,” she said. After her second child, Susan had had a partial hysterectomy and could no longer get pregnant , and she was hoping she could trust her friend's brother to be clean. Then he kissed her again and soon his penis was sliding against her wet slit. She moaned and moved her hips. He had to bend his knees a bit, but then he lifted her and pressed her against the wall as he entered her. She gasped as he thrust in and out of her, kissing her neck and shoulders as he did. Soon she was panting and as she climaxed he groaned, and she could feel him ejaculate inside of her. He kissed her again and they both panted as he pulled out of her and stood against the wall next to her. “That was amazing,” he said. “We should do it again sometime.” Susan laughed. “Maybe we will.” She pulled her jeans back up and looked at him, smiling. He winked at her. “So you around, then.” “Yeah, see you around.” Susan walked back to the front room where Janice and Tammy were both staring at her, smiling. “What?” Susan said. “You just fucked my brother, didn’t you?” Tammy asked. Susan could not hide her red face. Tammy slapped the table and laughed loudly. Janice joined her. Susan was confused. “I’m sorry, Susan,” Janice said. “My brother has slept with almost every single one of my friends, and some of Tammy’s friends. As soon as you walked out of here, Tammy said, ‘If she bumps into Tommy he’s going to try to fuck her.’ Turns out she was right.” Susan smiled. "Oh, don't worry. He hasn't been with anyone for a while, and he's had checkups. How was it?” “It was really nice,” Susan said. “So, will you be visiting us again?” Tammy asked. “Absolutely,” Susan said.
  15. Author's Note: This is a new series that I have been working on that will take place in a fictional mountain town. Hope you enjoy it. It was a warm and sunny Sunday in the beginning of spring as three college students were making their way to Woodland Springs-a mountain town famous for its hot springs-for spring break. Driving the car was a twenty-one-year-old female named Vanessa. She was president of her university’s student council and well-liked by professors and students alike. Her brains and beauty had earned her the distinction of being the most sought-after girl on campus. Sitting in the passenger seat was twenty-year-old Daphne, who was the student council’s event chairperson. Daphne was outgoing, athletic, and for better or worse, had a tendency to speak her mind. She was also very much a tomboy, never one to be told what she could and couldn’t do because of her gender. In the backseat behind Vanessa was Daphne’s younger twin sister Misty, the vice president of the student council. Misty was a bit of a bookworm, extremely shy, and rarely ever complained or asked for help as she did not like inconveniencing people. However, Misty was also extremely beautiful, so much so that her sister Daphne had to protect her from guys who might take advantage of her shyness. While Misty certainly had a large pool of men from which to choose from, she wasn’t interested in any of them. Rather the one who had stolen her heart was none other than Vanessa. Of course being the type of girl she was, Misty found herself unable to confess her feelings and had thus opted to join the student council so as to be close to the one she loved. Daphne had merely joined the student council to keep an eye on her sister. As usual, Misty appeared to have her nose in a book, although in reality her mind was elsewhere. As she stared blankly at the pages in front of her, she thought about what had led to this little vacation. It had been the Monday before spring break was to begin, when Vanessa had first proposed the idea of heading out of town for a hot springs vacation. Vanessa had had the good fortune of winning a free weeklong trip to Woodland Springs and had offered to take Misty along with her. The original plan was that the two girls would go alone, but that changed the moment that Daphne caught wind of it. Daphne, being the overprotective sister that she was, had told Vanessa that she wouldn’t let Misty go unless she could go as well. Despite Misty’s objections, Vanessa accepted Daphne’s terms and allowed her to come along. Misty couldn’t help but sigh as she thought about the missed opportunities she could have had by being alone with Vanessa. “Stupid overprotective sister,” she mumbled to herself. “I heard that,” said Daphne as she looked back at her sister. “How can you expect to have any fun if you spend all your time pouting?” “I’m not pouting,” replied Misty, “I just don’t see why you felt the need to butt in on our plans.” “Settle down you two,” said Vanessa. “This is supposed to be a fun little getaway. Let’s just relax and try to make the best of it.” Despite her calm tone, Vanessa was fairly pissed. The truth was that Vanessa was attracted to Misty and had wanted to use the time alone together to try and start a relationship with her. Vanessa had gone to great lengths to keep her feeling for Misty a secret, and yet Daphne had somehow figured out not only her secret but her true intentions for the trip as well. In fact, Daphne and secretly threatened to tell the whole student body unless Vanessa took her along as well. She didn’t know exactly why Daphne despised her, but right now the feeling was pretty much mutual. “How long until we get to the next town?” asked Daphne. She was crossing her legs just a bit. They had been in the car for roughly four hours and she had drank about three 16oz. bottles of water from the cooler they had on the floor near the backseat. “With how bad the traffic is, I’d say maybe another hour, possibly more,” replied Vanessa as she stared at the mountain road ahead of her. “Why do you want to know? Do you need to stretch your legs or something?” “No. If it’s going to take that long can you please pull over to the side of the road? I really need to take a piss,” replied Daphne, not really caring about how unfeminine she sounded. Misty who was drinking from her fourth bottle of water did a spit take that splashed all over the back of Vanessa’s neck. “Daphne! The road is packed with cars. People will see you. Don’t you have any shame?” “Who cares. Guys pull over to the side of the road to take a leak when traffic is bad all the time. What’s the difference?” asked Daphne. “The difference is that you’re a girl. Maybe you should start acting like one,” Misty retorted. “Both of you shut up,” ordered Vanessa as she used one hand to steer the vehicle and her other hand to wipe the combination of water and spit off her neck with a napkin. She then turned to Daphne and said, “If you really need to go that bad, then I’ll pull the car over. Just don’t complain about people laughing and staring at you.” “I won’t,” promised Daphne as she mockingly ran her fingers in the shape of a cross above her heart. “Alright then, I’m pulling over.” And with that, Vanessa pulled over. As she put the car in park, Daphne got out of the car. Misty unbuckled her seatbelt, moved over to the passenger side of the car, and unrolled the window. At this point she was curious to see whether her sister would really do it or not. Looking out the window, Misty saw that beneath them was dirt and gravel dotted with a few patches of weeds. Both girls then watched as Daphne unbuckled her pants and pulled them down just below her shins. Daphne then grabbed her panties and did the same thing. She then spread her legs, leaned back while thrusting her hips forward, and placed one hand on the roof of the car while using the other hand to spread her labia. Vanessa and Misty both watched in disbelief as a torrent of golden water spewed forth from between Daphne’s legs, landing in a foamy pool in the dirt some four feet the way. “Ohhhhh god, this feels sooo goood,” moaned Daphne. As she turned her head back towards the car, she saw both girls staring at her and could tell that they were both starting to squirm a bit. “Why don’t you two come out and join me? You’ll feel a lot better.” “Thanks, but no thanks,” replied Misty. “Unlike you, I actually have a bit of decency. I’ll wait until we get to the next town.” “Suit yourself,” said Daphne as she turned her head back to what she was doing. All the while cars were slowing down a bit just to catch a glimpse of the unusual sight. “Hey Misty, can you do me a favor?” asked Vanessa as she unbuckled her seatbelt. “What do you need?” “Can you hand me one of those empty water bottles on the floor?” “Here you go,” said Misty as she handed her an empty bottle. “What do you need it for?” “Hey Misty, please don’t think any less of me for what I’m about to do.” Misty watched as Vanessa lifted herself up off the seat just enough that she could reach underneath her skirt and pull her panties down. Vanessa then removed the bottle cap and placed the bottle underneath her skirt and pressed it up against her pussy. Within seconds, the sound of water splashing against plastic filled the car. “This does feel good,” mumbled Vanessa as she released the yellow flood she had been holding in for the past two hours. She then turned her head towards Misty who by this point was staring at her in utter shock. “You sister is right you know. If you have to go you should probably do it now. Just use one of the empty bottles in the back…” There was a split-second pause. “OH SHIT! The bottle’s almost full and I can’t seem to pinch of my stream. Misty, I need you to grab another bottle and climb into the passenger’s seat. Hurry, there’s not much time.” Misty quickly grabbed a bottle, exited the car, and swung open the passenger side door, almost whacking her sister in the process. She then kneeled over on the seat to hand the empty bottle to Vanessa. “Unfortunately, I don’t think I can cut my stream off long enough to make the switch myself, you’ll need to help me. Just lift up my skirt and make the switch as quickly as you can. Please, you’re the only one I would trust to do this.” “Alright,” replied Misty as she grabbed Vanessa’s skirt and lifted it up. As she looked down, she saw that sure enough the bottle was nearly full. With one hand clenching the empty bottle, she prepped her other hand to receive the piss filled bottle. Misty only had a couple seconds to make the swap and as she exchanged the bottles, a little bit of piss spilt out of the bottle and onto her hand, but other than that small mishap, the switch went perfectly. Once Misty had the bottle of piss in her hand, she stated, “I’ll go dump this out.” She carefully backed herself out of the car, almost bumping into Daphne who by this point in time was wiping the last few drops off her legs with a napkin. As Daphne pulled up her pants and turned around, she noticed the bottle. “Is that apple juice?” she asked looking at the liquid inside the bottle. “If it is can I have some?” Before Misty could stop her, Daphne snatched the bottle away from her and took a swig. “Ewww, this is disgusting. What sort of apple juice is this?” “That’s my pee your drinking, dumbass,” yelled Vanessa as her stream petered out into drops before ceasing all together. “Shit,” screamed Daphne as she dropped the bottle, its contents spilling on the ground. “Why didn’t you stop me?” she cried as she began spitting on the ground. “Because you snatched it out of my hand before I could stop you. If you ask me you had it coming,” chuckled Misty. Misty then leaned back in the car and grabbed the second bottle from Vanessa. This one was about half-full. As Misty turned to face Daphne, she held out the bottle and teased, “Would you like to sample this one too?” “Sure,” said Daphne as she grabbed the bottle, took a swig from it, and then dumped it on the ground. Misty looked at her sister in disbelief. “You know I was only…,” but before she could finish her sentence, Daphne grabbed her face and pulled her into a kiss. As Daphne kissed her sister, she forced the swig she had taken from the bottle into Misty’s mouth before quickly pulling away. The incident happened so fast that Misty was unable to spit it out and ended up swallowing it. “Oh my god! You’re fucking disgusting,” she gagged. “And now you know how I felt,” replied Daphne as she spat on the ground once again. “Now we’re even.” Daphne then leaned next to Misty and whispered into her ear, “By the way, if it was your piss in those bottles I would have gladly drank every last drop.” “You’re a freak,” muttered Misty as she stepped back, still gagging on the aftertaste. “I was only kidding,” teased Daphne as she got back into the car. “Now let’s get this show on the road.” “Fine,” said Misty as she hopped into the backseat once more. And with that, the group was once again on the road. …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. Forty minutes passed and the group had hardly made any progress. Both Daphne and Vanessa were doing okay because they had been able to relieve themselves, but Misty was now in desperation hell. Desperately holding her crotch, she leaned forward and asked, “How long until we get to the next town or gas station?” “Probably another thirty minutes or so. If we’re lucky,” replied Vanessa. “Would you like me to pull over?” “No, I’m okay. I can hold it a bit longer.” “Don’t lie,” said Daphne. “We’re twins so I can tell when you’re in pain. Just admit that you need to go so we can pull over. Hell, I’ll even grab a blanket and hold it up like a curtain if you need me to.” “I already told you, I am not going to pop a squat on the side of the road while people stare at me.” “Then why don’t you use a bottle like I did?” asked Vanessa. “I mean it should be easy since you’re wearing a skirt.” “I’m not doing that either, I can wai…..” but before Misty could finish the word, she felt a small warm spurt hit her panties. It seemed her sister must have sensed it as the next thing she said was, “You just pissed yourself a little, didn’t you?” Realizing that she could not get past her sister’s sixth sense, Misty nodded her head. “Look, there is one more thing we can try. Why don’t you just put on one of your adult diapers and use that?” “I don’t wear adult diapers,” denied Misty, her face flushed with embarrassment. “Maybe not during the day but you do at night.” “Is that true?” asked Vanessa. Daphne decided to speak up before Misty could deny it any further. “It’s very much true. Now don’t get me wrong, she doesn’t wear them because she’s incontinent, rather there is another reason she wears them.” “And what it that reason?” inquired Vanessa, her face becoming a bit red herself. “Daphne please don’t,” begged Misty, but it was too late. “Misty wear’s adult diapers at night because she is such a deep sleeper that she sometimes cannot wake up in time to go to the bathroom. It’s been that way since we were little kids.” “DAPHNE!!!” screamed Misty, tears of shame and embarrassment staining her cheeks. Misty couldn’t believe that her sister could so openly embarrass her in front of the woman she loved. Burying her face in her hands, she cried out, “How could you do this to me?” Suddenly Misty felt a hand grip her knee and give it a soft but reassuring squeeze. As she looked up she saw that the hand belonged to Vanessa. “Look Misty, that’s nothing to be ashamed of. You’re not the only one who has that problem. In fact, I was in a similar situation until I was eighteen years old.” “Really?” asked Misty as she began rubbing the tears from her eyes. “Yes,” replied Vanessa. “Now I want you to listen to me carefully. It is apparently obvious that there is no way that we can make it to a bathroom before you explode. That said, since you didn’t like the first two options, then we should probably go for the third. Honestly though I don’t care which one you pick, so long as you don’t wet the backseat of my car.” “I vote for the third option,” declared Daphne, “after all she would probably make a huge mess if she peed in a bottle.” “That’s probably true,” admitted Misty. “I guess I’ll use the diaper.” Misty then unbuckled her seat belt and reached back for her bag. She then unzipped the bag and pulled out one of the adult diapers she had so carefully tried to conceal. Misty then lifted up her skirt just enough so that she could remove her panties and replace them with the diaper. “All right. It’s on.” “Hold on a second,” ordered Vanessa. “Before you let loose, I want you to reach inside my bag, grab my swim towel and place it on the seat beneath you just in case there are any leaks.” “Got it,” said Misty as she did as she was told. A couple minutes later she was sitting on the towel, lifting her skirt above the diaper so as not to accidentally soil that as well. Minutes passed but nothing happened. The pain in her bladder became so bad that Misty resorted to pushing but still nothing came out. “What’s the hold up?” asked Daphne as she turned around. “I’m trying but it won’t come out,” whined Misty. Suddenly a sharp burst of pain slammed her bladder. Misty let out a bloodcurdling scream as she slumped forward, clenching onto her crotch for all she was worth. Misty’s scream almost caused Vanessa to lose control of the vehicle. As she corrected herself she yelled back, “Are you alright?” “It hurts. It hurts. It really hurts,” whined Misty, no longer able to straighten herself into a proper sitting position. “Just keep trying,” replied Vanessa who at this point was feeling utterly helpless. Then out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Daphne was acting strangely. Turning her head slightly, Vanessa could see that Daphne was clutching her lower abdomen, tears beginning to roll down her eyes. “What’s wrong with you?” “I can feel it,” sobbed Daphne. “I can feel her pain through our twin link and its bad. If something doesn’t happen soon I think her bladder might burst.” Since she was not a twin herself, Vanessa didn’t know whether twins really had a link that allowed them to feel each other’s pain, but she could tell just by their reactions that the situation was serious. “Just hold on a little longer. I’m going to try to pull over.” It took a couple minutes for her to find a place to pull over, but the moment she did, she ordered Daphne to get into the backseat with Misty and hold her up in a sitting position. Daphne did as she was told. Vanessa then climbed into the backseat with them. She then lifted up Misty’s shirt and to her shock saw that her bladder was seriously bulging. “This is not good,” she said as got up and fished into one of the other bags for another towel. Vanessa then placed bunched up the second towel as much as she could and placed it under the diaper. Looking up at Daphne, Vanessa said, “I’m going to need you to hold onto her as tight you can. What I’m about to do is going to cause her serious pain.” Vanessa then proceeded to place her hand down in the diaper, right up against Misty’s bladder and using two fingers, began gently applying pressure. As Misty began screaming in pain, Daphne held onto her tightly and sang to her, “Let it go, let it go…,” but her singing was drowned out by Misty’s screams. Unable to take Misty’s screaming, Vanessa leaned in and before Daphne could stop her from doing so, planted a passionate kiss on Misty. The shock of Vanessa’s tongue passionately caressing her own, shocked Misty’s body enough that a spurt of urine came out. A second spurt came out seconds later, followed by another and then another until the dam finally burst, releasing a golden tsunami into the diaper. Misty’s body went limp as it finally began to relax. The moment that Vanessa pulled her lips away from Misty’s, she looked down and watched in utter amazement as the front of the diaper, which had been a pinkish white less than a minute earlier, was beginning to yellow. It was then that Vanessa felt the wet warmth running through her fingers. While she thought it was disgusting, she had to keep her hand down there to apply pressure. However, it soon started to feel good, so good in fact that Vanessa soon lost herself in thought. “Hey Vanessa, I’m all good now so could you please get your hand off my crotch?” asked Misty. Her question brought Vanessa back to reality. “I’m so sorry,” she said as she yanked her hand out of the diaper. By this time her hand, just like the diaper and rolled up towel, was completely soaked. “I think I have some paper towels and trash bags in the back, I’ll go get them.” She then exited the car and walked to the back. Just as she was getting ready to open the hatch, she stopped and looked at her piss stained hand. Without really thinking, she lifted her hand to her nose and inhaled deeply. While it reeked like ammonia, it also had a trace of a sweet smell. Unable to control herself, Vanessa put the back of her hand to her mouth and licked it. Her body shuddered in ecstasy. As she prepared for another lick, she was startled by a cough coming from a few feet away. Looking up from her hand, she saw that it was Daphne. “Wow, you truly are a freak,” said Daphne, her eyes staring daggers into Vanessa. “I’ve spent my entire life protecting my sister from freaks and perverts so I knew exactly what kind of person you were the moment I met you.” “I can’t deny that what I just did wasn’t perverted, but I am telling the truth when I say that I am not one of those creeps who would take advantage of her. I truly do love her, although you probably don’t believe me.” “Of course I believe you, but I still cannot allow you to be with her. You see she and I have been together even before we were even born. We have a bond that you could never hope to achieve, let alone understand.” “I know that,” replied Vanessa. “I’ve always known that. But I don’t care. The heart wants what the heart wants. I will make her mine one day with or without your blessing. If you’re with me good, if not, then you best stay out of my way or come at me with everything you’ve got.” Daphne burst out laughing. “You’ve got guts. I like that. But don’t think I’ll let you have my sister so easily.” She then opened the hatch, grabbed the paper towels and a trash bag and went to help her sister clean up. Vanessa was left alone outside the car once more. She looked down at her hand and clenched it. “If she wants a fight, then it’s a fight she’s going to get and I always fight to win.” Vanessa then gave her pee stained hand one more good lick before she got back in the car. To be Continued…
  16. This chapter is a retelling of the last chapter but from Tommy's perspective. When Tommy stepped into the bathroom, the first thing he did was listen closely. He could hear his sisters talking to the new girl but could not make out what they were saying. It didn’t matter. The first phase of his and Tammy’s plan was already in action. As he often did before taking a shower, Tommy stripped down to only his boxers. They were snug, especially in the mornings when his often painful erection stretched them out. He sat on the edge of the tub and adjusted his penis until it was pointing upwards. Then he relaxed and soon a steady squirt of warm urine sprayed the inside of his boxers and soaked his balls then dripped to the tile bathroom floor. He reached into the front opening of his boxers and slipped his penis out. Then he sighed and emptied his bladder this way, letting his warm pee spray whichever way it chose to go. Since his erection was waning a bit, most of it dribbled to his right side, soaking his boxers and the floor. When he finished, he reached back, closed the shower curtain halfway, and turned on the water but didn’t step in yet. The knock at the bathroom door was exactly what Tommy hoped for. He really was planning to get into the shower soon when the knock came. But now the game was on. “Hey Tommy?” It was Janice’s voice. Tommy smiled. “Yeah?” he answered. “Do you know how much longer you’ll be?” “I just got in,” he said, grinning at his lie. He could hear someone say something else but couldn’t hear them, so he stepped as quietly as he could closer to the bathroom door. “…Tammy is right. We’ve had to improvise before. I can take you to the kitchen? If you’re willing, you can use the sink?” It was Janice again. “How far is that?” This was a voice Tommy didn’t recognize, so it must be Susan, Janice’s new friend. Tommy grinned again and listened. “It’s on the other side of the house,” Janice said. Tommy grinned again. The kitched was on the other side of the house, but that wasn’t as far as Susan probably thought. He now began to think Janice had decided to join their game. “Ohhh, no, I won’t make it that far,” Susan said. “Well, you can go right here,” Tammy said. Tommy almost laughed out loud. He loved hearing his twin work her magic. “Like… just pee in your hallway?” “If you have to,” Tammy said. “It’s my lame ass brother’s fault, not yours. And we can clean it up, no problem.” Tommy heard Susan groan and couldn’t help himself now as he slipped his boxers off all the way and started to stroke his penis. “Ohhh, I’m seriously about to piss myself,” Susan said. “It’s okay, really,” Janice said. “I won’t tell anyone at the office.” “But I can’t just piss in the floor in your hallway,” Susan said. “It’s really not a problem,” Tammy said. “Here, I’ll prove it. I’ve got to go, anyway.” Tommy could hear movement and a gentle thud against the wall just outside the bathroom. He could picture what he had seen Tammy do many times: she was leaning against the wall to pee. He stepped closer and sure enough he could hear her sigh and just barely audible hissing and dripping as his twin sister peed right there in the hallway. Tommy stroked his penis harder, but he didn’t want to cum yet. Susan gasped. “Oh, shit!” she said. “I just squirted a bit!” He almost lost it then but eased his stroking. “I’m sorry, Janice, but I can’t hold it anymore.” “It’s okay,” Janice said. “Do you care if I join you?” Tommy almost went wild as he tried to picture his older sister and her new friend about to piss in the hallway just outside the door. He stroked a little more vigorously now. “Seeing my sister go made me have to go.” She laughed. “I don’t care,” Susan said. “I just need to pee like right now!” Tommy heard the unbuttoning of jeans and the sound of clothes rustling. “They’re already wet,” Susan said. Tommy almost cried out as he just knew she was talking about her panties. Then the unmistakable hissing and splashing as Susan emptied her bladder all over their hallway floor. Tommy felt his orgasm building and he had to put his free hand against the door to keep his legs from buckling. “Ohhhhh, that feel so much better,” Susan said. Tommy was really close to ejaculating right then when he heard another sound coming from right next to the bathroom door. It was a moan that he recognized all too well, followed by a second hissing and dribbling. He knew what was happening: Janice was peeing down her legs. Tommy lost it then and ejaculated all over the bathroom door and the floor. He had to bite his lip to hide his groans and almost fell over with pleasure. When he finished, he stepped back to the shower, turned off the water, and wrapped a towel around himself. Then he quickly wiped up his mess on the door and floor and then opened the door. Both Susan and Janice were still peeing. Janice looked shocked, but Susan started to laugh. “I’m so sorry,” Tommy said. “Umm… I’m Tommy.” Susan laughed even louder, and it was genuine. “Susan,” she said. “Welcome to our home,” Tommy said.
  17. A few hours later, there was a knock at the door. After some cleaning and strategic use of Febreze, the house was ready for guests. If Janice had wanted the house cleaned more extensively, she could easily have called in a cleaner. But this should be sufficient for entertaining her coworker friend. Janice answered the door and there stood Susan. “Hey there!” Susan said, and the two hugged each other. Susan looked cute in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with a panda on it. As Susan stepped into the house, somewhere behind her Janice head footsteps. She turned to see her brother walking across the hall to the bathroom. He paused and glanced at Susan, then smiled and walked into the bathroom. Janice could not help but feel as if that smile was somehow suspicious. She changed direction, though, as Tammy appeared in the hallway, as well, finally having gotten dressed in a pair of denim shorts and a pink shirt. “Susan, you’ve heard me talk about my twin siblings. That was my brother Tommy you saw, and this is my sister, Tammy.” Susan greeted Tammy and Janice led Susan to the living room. “Make yourself comfortable,” Janice said. Susan thanked her and sat on the plush brown couch. Tammy walked to the recliner in the corner, and Janice sat on the other end of the couch. “Well, this is our home,” Janice said. She continued, giving Susan a brief version of the history of the house, how her parents acquired it, the tragedy of their accident, and finally how the siblings agreed to share the house. Susan listened attentively, and her genuine interest was really sweet. Then, Janice noticed something. Susan seemed to be squirming. She was continuously crossing and uncrossing her legs. Janice glanced at her sister who made brief eye contact and then smiled. Janice peered down the hallway and saw that the door was still closed. What are they up to, she wondered. But Janice shook it off and she asked Susan about her life, how her kids were doing. Susan was divorced, but she smiled widely and lit up and she talked about her kids. Then she squirmed again, and Janice was surprised when Tammy spoke up. “Everything okay?” Tammy asked. “I’m fine, but how long is your brother going to be in the bathroom?” This time Janice did not miss the smirk that crossed her sister’s face. She sighed and resigned to the fact that they were about to get their way. Her new friend would be wetting herself before she left today. “I don’t really know,” Tammy said. “Sometimes he takes forever. Long shower, primping himself in the mirror, that sort of stuff. He’s worse than us.” Tammy and Janice laughed, and Susan joined them, then stopped. “Oh, don’t make me laugh.” She bent over and hissed. “Is it that bad?” Janice asked. Susan nodded. “Yeah, he’s irritating like that,” Tammy said. “More than a few times he’s been in there and one of us has had to go. Kind of like right now.” “Well, what did you do?” Susan asked. “Because I’m open for solutions.” Tammy chuckled. “Sometimes he gets done in time and it’s just a race to keep from having an accident. Once or twice Janice and I had to run in at the same time.” Susan laughed. The sound made Janice’s heart skip. “How did that work out?” Tammy giggled. “I took the sink,” she said and winked. Janice could feel her face flush, and she watched Susan’s reaction. “Ohhh, at this point I’d settle for anything,” Susan said and doubled over again. They heard the unmistakable sound of the shower, and Susan groaned. “Well, there were other times we didn’t make it,” Tammy said. Janice was still quiet, still terrified that this whole ordeal might scare her new friend away. “Like when both of us just ended up pissing in the hallway.” “Seriously?” Susan said. “What else could we do? This is a big house, but I still don’t know why it only has one bathroom. And when it’s used up, well…” “Oh my god,” Susan said. She kept peering down the hallway at the still closed door. “Can you go see how much longer?” “Sure,” Janice said. She stood up and walked down the hall. Susan followed her, and Tammy walked quietly behind them. “Hey, Tommy?” Janice yelled. “Yeah?” he shouted from the shower. Actually, Janice honestly wouldn’t be surprised if he wasn’t really in the shower, if the mischievous shithead wasn’t standing right in the bathroom just running the water and hoping her new friend would piss herself. “Do you know how much longer you’ll be?” Janice asked. “I just got in!” he shouted. Susan groaned again, squeezing her legs tightly together and holding her crotch. “Janice, I’ve really got to go,” she pleaded. “Okay, so…,” Janice said, “what do you want to do? I mean… Tammy is right. We’ve had to improvise before. I can take you to the kitchen? If you’re willing, you can use the sink?” “How far is that?” Susan asked. “It’s on the other side of the house,” Janice said. “Ohhh, no, I won’t make it that far.” “Well, you can go right here,” Tammy said. Janice glared at her. Too forward! she thought, but she knew it was too late to take it back. “Like… just pee in your hallway?” “If you have to,” Tammy said. “It’s my lame ass brother’s fault, not yours. And we can clean it up, no problem.” Susan doubled over again and groaned. “Ohhh, I’m seriously about to piss myself,” she said. “It’s okay, really,” Janice said. “I won’t tell anyone at the office.” “But I can’t just piss in the floor in your hallway,” Susan said. “It’s really not a problem,” Tammy said. “Here, I’ll prove it. I’ve got to go, anyway.” Janice and Susan looked at her as she unsnapped her denim shorts and then slid them and her panties down to her ankles. She leaned back against the wall until her ass was touching the wall and she was almost in a sitting position. She closed her eyes and a few seconds later a steady stream of pee fell from between her legs and pattered to the hallway carpet. Susan gasped. “Oh, shit!” she said and stood upright. “I just squirted a bit! I’m sorry, Janice, but I can’t hold it anymore.” “It’s okay,” Janice said, as comfortingly as she could. But inside she was secretly taking pleasure knowing her new friend really was about to piss right here in her house. “Do you care if I join you?” she asked. “Seeing my sister go made me have to go.” She laughed. “I don’t care,” Susan said. “I just need to pee like right now!” Susan unbuttoned her jeans and yanked them down to below her knees, and to Janice’s surprise she did not take her panties down. Janice could see the wet spot from Susan’s leak earlier. “They’re already wet,” Susan said, as if reading Janice’s mind. She sank down into a squat and before she could finish pulling the gusset of her panties aside a messy spray of pee gushed out of her and flowed heavily to the carpet. “Ohhhhh, that feel so much better.” Susan closed her eyes in an expression of obvious relief. “Mmmm, I was seriously about to explode.” Janice couldn’t take it anymore. Feeling bold, she stood next to her friend and relaxed, emptying her bladder into her panties and letting it run quietly down her legs. Susan opened her eyes and was treated to the sight of Janice moaning in pleasure as she peed full force down her legs. Janice could feel it spraying her inner thighs and flowing warmly down her legs and dripping to the floor. Tammy was watching and smiling. Then the bathroom door opened and there stood Tommy wrapped in a towel. Both Susan and Janice were still peeing. Janice waited for Susan’s reaction, expecting her to be mortified. Instead, she started laughing and was still dribbling warm pee. “I’m so sorry,” Tommy said. “Umm… I’m Tommy.” Susan laughed even louder, and it was genuine. “Susan,” she said. “Welcome to our home,” Tommy said.
  18. Janice was fortunate to have a private office. It was her father’s, and since she was the only one with a job that required her to work from home, as well, she easily inherited it. There was everything you would expect from a home office: desk, office chair, computer, file cabinets, and there was also a vinyl couch and a recliner. Janice remembered that on her father’s busiest days he would sleep in his office and take power naps in the late afternoons. She also remembered that he rarely left the room to use the bathroom. Janice had walked in on him on several occasions and caught him in the act of pissing in the corner or relieving himself in the wastebasket next to his desk. And although she had never witnessed it, she also remembered noticing droplets on the vinyl couch, as well. Now, Janice was tending to her own business using the same office. She was on hold with an important client, one that she could not afford to lose. As she waited, she could feel the familiar need growing in her bladder. She could easily take the phone with her to the bathroom, but Janice smiled as she looked around the office, again remembering her father’s free use of his private office as more than just to do work. She looked over at the recliner, a dark-colored soft cushioned chair. Janice wasn’t sure how old it was. As she stepped closer to it, she leaned down and looked closer at the cushion. As expected, she could just barely see a ring in the material, a faint stain that proved her father had also used his recliner as a toilet. Janice smiled as she unbuttoned her jeans and slid them and her panties down to her ankles. Just as she did so, the client came back on the line. “Oh, hello,” Janice said. She sat back in the the recliner. “No, it’s okay, I understand Mr. Dawson. You are a busy man.” Janice smiled again at the feeling of the soft cushion against her bare ass and pussy. “Yes sir, I’m doing well. Just calling to check in and see if you’re still planning to work with us.” She relaxed and soon a small dribble started down her slit and to the soft material between her legs. “Ohhh, that’s great,” she said. “Yes sir, I am just… really happy to hear that… Mmm hmm…” The dribble grew to a steady flow and Janice rolled her eyes and opened her mouth in silent pleasure as a small puddle formed between her legs, slowly absorbing into the chair. “Yes sir. I will let my supervisor know… mmm… first thing tomorrow. Mmm hmm. Thank you, sir.” Janice hung up and leaned back into the chair. “Ohhh, I’m just gonna let it all go.” She sighed and let go completely, splashing her warm pee into the cushion beneath her, licking her lips at the warmth spreading under her. “Mmmm that feels so good, ohhh…” Feeling horny now, she slipped her fingers between her slit, feeling splashes of pee on her thighs and legs, and soon she was bucking her hips. “Oh… I’m gonna… OHHHHHhhhh!” As she cried out, a strong spray of pee squirted past the chair cushion and to the carpet as she climaxed. Meanwhile, in the kitchen Tammy and Tommy were almost finished cleaning up. Tammy had washed the last of the dishes, and Tommy had almost finished drying and putting them away. There had been a lot of splashing and joking around, so they were both wet and there was a lot of water on the kitchen floor. “You made a mess,” Tommy said. “Me?” Tammy said. “I think that was a joint effort.” “Whatever,” Tommy said. “This is how I make the floor wet.” He turned away from the sink and removed his penis from his boxers again. Tammy watched wide-mouthed as he sprayed a long stream that reached to the middle of the kitchen floor, splashing loudly and creating a puddle. “You’re so bad,” she said, a hint of sarcasm in her voice. “So what do you know about this friend of Janice’s,” he asked, still peeing but his stream dwindling. “Not much, really. She’s a friend from work, like she said.” “Is she hot?” Tommy asked. “Oh my god, that’s why you asked.” He laughed and winked at her. “Like you’d have a chance, anyway,” she said, bumping him with her elbow. “We’ll see,” he said. He slid his penis back into his boxers. “Love ya, sis,” he said as he tossed a towel down onto the floor over his puddle and walked out of the kitchen. Tammy smiled as she stood there, looking down at the towel. She could feel her own need creeping up again, but it was coupled with another need. She thought about her brother wetting himself at the table and about him spraying a stream across the kitchen and felt her pussy getting wet at the thought. She would never admit it, but she did find him very attractive, and maybe it was some kind of twin connection and not the same kind of attraction as she might have for a lover or a boyfriend, but she could not deny that he excited her sexually. Tammy used her foot to wipe up her brother’s wet mess with the towel. As she did, she felt another twinge that reminded her she had to pee soon. Since she had just finished cleaning the floor, she didn’t really want to wet it again. Tammy turned to the sink and grinned. Without thinking about it too much, she turned around and lifted her bottom up and over the sink. She didn’t even bother to remove her panties as she relaxed and soon a warm, wet spot formed in the crotch of her panties. She gasped and let a little more dribble out, just enough to moisten her labia. Then she pulled her panties aside and started rubbing her slit gently. Tammy relaxed a little more, playing with the tiny dribbles that dampened her fingertips and rubbing them against her clitoris. She gasped again as a wave of pressure sent shivers through her and her dribble increased to a stream. She cut it off, though, and continued to rub herself, feeling her orgasm build. “I can’t hold it much longer,” she said. “But this is so nice.” She parted her legs a little more and now slipped two fingers into her vagina, sinking them deep and then sliding them back out to touch her clitoris and then again. Another wave of pressure struck and she moaned as more of her warm pee trickled over her fingers. “Oh, god, I can’t—!” She took her fingers out as a warm gush of pee sprayed the inside of the sink with an audible hiss and metallic splashing. Tammy went back to rubbing her clit as her pee continued to flow steadily into the sink. She was soon biting her lip as her orgasm built. She rubbed more furiously now, feeling her hot pee all over her hands but not caring as she finally climaxed right there with her rear end over the kitchen sink and the final drops of her pee trickling into the sink.
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  20. wetwulf

    Girl's Night 8

    Not long after I settled into the warm bath water, the door opened, and Tara entered, still completely naked. She smiled when she saw me and winked, then walked over to the toilet, put the seat and lid down, and sat down. “So,” she said, still grinning, “how much did you see?” I could feel my face go red. “Most of it,” I said, “especially the tail end of it.” She giggled and rolled her eyes. “Did it get you off?” she asked. I hesitated but then nodded. “Good,” she said. “Does Alan know?” I asked. “Yeah, but it’s okay,” Tara said. “I think he thinks you literally just realized what we were doing and ran into the bathroom really quick. But I know you.” I blushed again and smiled. “You like to watch.” I didn’t know what to say, so I just kept smiling and looked down at my bath water. Tara looked down at the bathroom floor and saw the towel near the door. “Was that you?” she asked. I nodded again. “Well then,” she said, “I guess I might as well add to that.” She sat back on the toilet as she scooted the towel closer to her with her foot. Without bothering to get up and lift the lid and toilet seat, she opened her legs and started to spray a warm stream of pee all over the lid. It soaked the lid and then dribbled down over the edge to the floor. Some of it leaked over the rim and down into the bowl, but most of it dripped over the edge to the towel. As I watched her, I felt like I could pee a little more, so I just sighed and added warmth to my bath water. “Hey, I can see you’re enjoying your bath,” she said. “I am,” I said as I sighed and let go completely, feeling it swirl around my vagina. Her flow finally stopped, but warm pee was still dripping from the rim of the toilet as mine was easing to an end. “What have we done to ourselves?” she asked, still grinning. “I have no idea,” I said. “When you get out of there, let’s go back downstairs. Alan is getting some sleep, so we can still have some girls’ time.” “Sounds great,” I said. She stood up and left the bathroom, the remnants of her messy pee still all over the toilet seat and on the towel on the floor. I laughed as I finished washing off and got out quickly, wrapped a clean towel around myself, and went to join her and Jennifer back in the basement. When I got down there, Jennifer was still snoozing on the mattress, laying on her back with the covers off. Tara was standing next to her. When she saw me, she put her finger to her lips and whispered, Shhhhhh. I smiled as I watched her kneel down and slide Jennifer’s panties aside as she touched her vulva. Jennifer groaned and moved just a bit. Tara and I both laughed silently as Tara continued to gently rub Jennifer. “Stop,” Jennifer mumbled, “I have to pee.” “Good morning,” Tara said, but she did not stop. Jennifer squirmed again, but she made no effort to move away or force Tara to stop. “Ohhh, that feels good, but… mmm… I’m seriously about to explode.” She spread her legs a little, allowing Tara to slip her fingers in just a little deeper. “Just tell me when,” Tara said. “Mmm hmm. Not much longer. Ohh… keep doing that.” Tara obeyed and slipped her fingers in just a little deeper, curving them and focusing on the upper part of Jennifer’s vulva. “Oh, god, that’s so good, ohhhh… mmm…” I watched her writhe and squirm as Tara stroked her vagina, and I couldn’t help but reach under my towel and start rubbing myself. “Ohhh, it’s coming, ohh, okay…” Tara took her hand away and right away a steady stream of pee flowed from Jennifer’s pussy and sprayed all over the crotch of her panties, her inner thighs, and the mattress. “Ohhh my god it’s so warm, ohhhh.” Jennifer reached down and pulled her labia apart as she continued to pee. “Oh, oh, OHHHHHHH!” and as she peed it was obvious that Jennifer climaxed, her eyes closed and mouth open in ecstasy. I slipped my own fingers into my vagina and gave my clit just a few strokes before I was going to my knees as I also had a small but satisfying climax. As I knelt there, I peed a little again, feeling it tickle the inside of my thigh and dribble onto the carpet under me. “So how much longer are you girls staying?” Tara asked. We laughed.
  21. wetwulf

    Girl's Night 7

    We finally decided to turn in for the night, and we had only been asleep for maybe an hour so when I was woken up by moaning. I sat up and looked around. Because of a nightlight that was plugged into the wall next to the basement steps, I could make out most of the room. I saw Tara just barely moving around on the couch. Her eyes were closed, so she must have been having a dream. I watched her as she lay still for a moment and then moaned again and moved just a little bit, then stopped again. Her lips were parted, and her breath was a mix of soft with small gasps when she moved. I watched curiously. “I jus…” she mumbled, and then moved and gasped again. “Oh, I can’t hold it.” Then I heard the unmistakable dribbling sound and could see the shiny sparkle of her pee as she sighed and soaked the couch cushion under her. “Mmm, I’m peeing,” she said, her eyes still closed. “Don’t stop, ohh, yes.” Her flow continued, and I watched as she peed full force, drenching the couch again. I could feel my pussy getting wet just watching Tara as she squirmed and moaned again while still dribbling pee into the couch. Still sitting up, I spread my legs just enough and reached under the covers to rub my slit. As Tara’s flow came to an end, I could already feel my orgasm getting closer. “That felt good,” Tara said, her eyes still closed. “You should do it, too.” I started trying to imagine what she must be dreaming about, and the image ran through my mind of her with another girl maybe licking her pussy or rubbing her as she peed. “Yeah, like that,” she said. I imagined the other girl knelt on all fours over Tara’s pussy, still licking but opening her own legs to let her pee fall freely to the floor. As my climax swept over me I let go of my bladder and sprayed a messy spray of pee all over my fingers, the blanket, and the mattress. I bit my lip to keep from screaming because I didn’t want to wake Tara or Jennifer as my warm flow soaked my legs and the mattress and crept under me and up my back. I finally finished and flopped back onto the mattress, enjoying the last few dribbles as they warmed my crotch and I drifted back to sleep. I was woken up again to the feeling of someone crawling onto the mattress next to me. I was startled at first until I realized it was Jennifer. She noticed she had woken me and smiled. “Sorry,” she said, rolling over onto her side to face me. “I didn’t mean to wake you, but can’t let you have all the fun.” In my grogginess I wasn’t sure what she meant until seconds later I heard a soft hissing sound. And then I could feel just light pricks of wetness as she peed and her warm pee splashed onto the mattress and all over her legs. “Mmm, that’s nice,” she said. “Scoot over here,” I said. I was surprised when she smiled, cut off her flow, and scooted closer to me, her knee and upper thigh touching my leg. Then she sighed and continued peeing, and I could really feel it now dribbling onto the mattress, splashing my leg and flowing around my butt and lower thigh. Then she surprised me again as I felt her finger gently caress my labia and then slip into my slit. “I might pee,” I said. She smiled and did not stop rubbing. I took that as a sign that she didn’t care, so I relaxed and let go. The sensation of her fingers gently caressing me and the warm dribble of my pee combined with her waning flow dripping from her crotch to the mattress was enough to have me moaning in no time until I was bucking my hips and biting my lips to hold back a scream. I looked over at her, and she was rubbing herself with her other hand, also, her eyes closed and her mouth open in a silent moan. After we both finished, Jennifer made no effort to get up, and I didn’t make her. We were soon drifting off to sleep. I had an unexpected dream after that. I was back at the beach house at Hilton Head, and my mom was there, too, with Evan. In my dream, I’m standing out on the balcony, naked, spraying my pee off the deck when Evan steps up behind me. He grabs me gently by the shoulders and turns me around. I’m still peeing but down my legs now. Evan is also naked and fully erect. I see my mom behind him, smiling, naked as well. “It’s okay,” she says. Evan groans and a stream of hot pee sprays out of his big dick, all over my tummy, and dribbles down to join my own flow from my slit down my legs. Then he moves forward, and he is quickly inside of me. “He feels so good, doesn’t he?” my mom says. I only moan in reply, but I can see her behind him as she squats on the deck and blasts a strong stream of pee all over the wood, making a big stain and laughing as she watches us. Evan pulls out of me, turns me around, and enters me again from behind. “Go ahead and pee,” my mom says. “You know you want to.” I lean back into him and start peeing again, letting it dribble down my legs and his cock. He groans and I swear even though it’s a dream I can feel him just fill me up with his semen and I finally break my silence and call out. Which woke me up. I sat up and looked around the room. Sunlight was creeping from the upstairs to the bottom of the basement stairway. Jennifer was still snoozing on the mattress next to me. I looked over at the couch where Tara had been, but it was empty. I could see now how badly she had soaked her couch. Only a few spots of the upper part resembled the original color. The rest was darkened by her many wettings. Confused by her absence, though, I tried to listen for any sounds upstairs, and I thought I heard moaning. I closed my eyes and shook my head thinking maybe it was my dream still hanging on, but when I opened them the sound continued. I stood up and Jennifer stirred a little as she rolled over on her stomach, but she did not wake up. I heard a hissing and burbling sound and knew she was wetting the mattress again. The moaning continued, and I walked to the steps to listen more closely. Right away I recognized the moaning as Tara’s, so I crept up the steps and into the upper room, which was the front room of her house. I still did not see her, but the sound was getting louder. I followed it, but quietly, until I could see down the hallway to her bedroom. The door was open and I could see Tara laying on her back on the floor and her husband between her legs, his ass on full display as he pounded her. They didn’t see me, even though I lingered and watched. I couldn’t help it as I felt my pussy getting wet again, just hearing her cries of pleasure and watching him hump her with such eagerness. He stopped, though, and moved beside her onto his back. She climbed onto him and reached down to guide him back into her, moaning again. Feeling bold, I took a few steps down the hallway. Tara’s back was to me, and her husband couldn’t seem me at all because she was blocking his view. So all I had to do was be quiet and they might never know I was there. Tara arched her back and leaned back onto her hands as she lifted her pelvis and rode him. He moaned, now, adding to her sounds of pleasure. Then she sat back up, placing her hands on his chest and raising her ass up and down slowly. Then she was saying something, and I couldn’t make it out perfectly, but it sounded like, “Do you want me to do it?” I heard his answer perfectly. “Yes,” he said. “Are you sure?” she asked. “My god, yes,” he said. “Okay,” she said. I crept a little closer to get a better look and snuck into the bathroom doorway. I peeked my head out and I watched as Tara lifted her butt just enough that I could see his penis beneath her, the tip of it still right at her vagina. Then she sighed and a clear flow of pee fell from between her legs and splashed all over his penis, testicles, and thighs and dribbled to the floor. “Ohhh, my god I’ve been holding that for so long. Ohhhh.” Her flow became a strong spray that I could see splashing messily from her slit and all over his stomach and groin. “Fuck, that’s so hot,” he said. He grabbed her ass and pulled her back down onto him, even though she was still peeing. I touched my labia and slipped my fingers into my soaking slit as I watched them. I also realized I had not yet emptied my morning bladder, but I stood there and continued to watch them. This time she laid her entire body over him, still writhing her hips and ass. I could see his penis as he moved in and out of her, wet with her pee. He grabbed her ass and controlled her thrusts and soon they were both crying out “Oh, I can’t take it anymore. I’m gonna come,” he yelled as he ejaculated into her and she screamed her pleasure. I couldn’t take it anymore, either, and I climaxed quietly and secretly as I watched them. I also couldn’t hold my bladder anymore, so I held my legs together and let it flow just as quietly as my orgasm, down my legs and to the tile floor under my feet. It pooled around me and I moaned again as I had another weaker but still pleasurable orgasm. I heard their bedroom door shut, so I shut the bathroom door, found a towel to soak up my mess on the floor, and decided to take a bath. I wondered if they had seen me. A part of me hoped they had.
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