A wet birthday party for LTW 💦

[MidoriLemonade85 2,366]

Something a little special for you today.

A co-authored story with contributions from @MidoriLemonade85, @Colormerose, @Bacardi & @Kupar. A very early (or very late) birthday present for our valued, and gorgeous friend, @LovesToWet. 
 

This fantasy story involves some oral sex, wettings, golden showers, mild girl on girl, mutual male on male masturbation and a hint of group sex. Generally just what you would expect from a party held by PeeFans…general naughty, wet fun. Enjoy. 

 

💚MIDORI: 

 

For LTW’s birthday month (we will call him “Trent” …like “Trent Reznor” from Nine Inch Nails) his friend Midori had planned a surprise. She knew he had been working long hours, and family had kept him busy too, so he deserved a little break. And, being Midori, she set about planning to include some sexy, and hopefully wet fantasies in that break, with some special people, to make it memorable.  

  

She asked Trent when his next Rostered Day Off was and he said it was at the end of the month. So that gave her time to organise some things and make a few calls. When she had a plan in her head, she did not give up on making it a reality. She loved making her friends feel special.  

  

The day finally arrived. Midori headed over to his place early. He was chilling out, listening to music and working on his artwork. He had a few chores on his list…washing clothes, dishes, etc. But was happy to do nothing for a little while.  

  

He welcomed her in, made her a coffee, and they sat together on the couch to talk about music, work, family and life in general. After a while, Midori couldn’t help thinking about his cock, after having previously seen pictures of it. She wondered if it was as sexy in real life. But she knew Trent was shy.  

  

She put her coffee down on the table and took off her shoes. She sat back on the couch and gently touched his cock with her foot. He was wearing comfortable, black leggings. He stopped talking and looked at her, and she smiled.  

  

“I have a few friends coming over to spend time with you today, Trent. But, for the moment, I’m all yours. And, if you wouldn’t mind, I would love to see your cock,” she said. 

  

“You don’t waste any time, do you?” he laughed. “Sure, happy to.” 

  

He stood up and slowly pulled down the top of his leggings and underwear. His dick sprang free. 

  

Midori was impressed. It was as gorgeous as she imagined it would be. She slid off the couch to kneel before him and put her fingers around it. It felt like it was slowly getting harder.  

  

She looked up at him with sparkling green eyes. He smiled down at her and stroked her dark brown hair.  

  

“It’s been a long time since my cock was that close to a woman’s mouth,” he said.  

  

Midori grinned, her lip gloss gleaming.  

  

“Oh, what a shame! Well, I would love to get even closer if you are ok with that.” 

 

She opened her mouth to invite him in.  

  

He placed his cock on her tongue and she licked it gently. Her tongue swirled around the tip and she enveloped it with her lips, sucking on it, then kissing it tenderly. 

  

She licked further and took in more of its length. It felt very satisfying in her mouth and she sucked harder, looking up at his reactions, as she slurped loudly on his beautiful tool.  

  

She was feeling naughty so gently ran her teeth along its length and he moaned softly. She held the base tightly with thumb and forefinger as she took as much cock into her mouth as she could, so it pushed into her throat.  

  

She held it tightly in her mouth, suction on, giving up breathing for a bit, then released before it was in deep enough to make her gag, running her lips up and down his cock. It was now rock hard.  

  

“That is so good, Midori,” he said. “I can see that you enjoy that. Do you know what I would like to do? I’d love you to do a wetting for me while I watch and stroke a bit.” 

  

“Perfect! I do need a pee, actually!” she replied. 

  

She headed over to the dining table and got up onto it. Trent headed over and sat on a chair. She stood in the middle and lifted her skirt. She had white knickers on with silver star patterns.  

  

As he sat in the chair looking up at her, slowly rubbing his cock up and down, she released. The wet patch on the fabric started small and then spread, the pee running down her inner thighs, down to the table, and off the side, dripping onto his lap. His cock and leggings slowly got soaked in her river of pee. As he rubbed, the noises became wetter. He grabbed her legs and brought her closer, and when she finished she sat in front of him on the table so he could touch her wet knickers.  

  

“There you go!” she said, kissing him on the forehead. “How about you? Need to pee too?” 

  

“I will fill up and make it worthwhile,” he replied.  

  

As he poured himself a drink there was a knock on the door. Midori squealed and hopped off the table.  

  

“Ah, it’s Rose! She made it!” she said excitedly. “You’re in for some naughty fun now!” 

  

Midori opened the door and hugged her American friend, planting a kiss on  her cheek and grabbing her hand to lead her over to Trent. She had dyed her hair bright pink and looked simply amazing. 

 

🌹ROSE: 

 

As Rose came in greeting Midori she took in the scene before her. 

  

“I see you guys have been having some fun without me,” she stated.  

  

Trent looked down blushing; he really was so adorably shy. She knew it would take him a little time to come around. She went up to Trent to give him a gentle hug, very aware of his hardened cock pressing against her stomach.  

  

Trent went to the kitchen to grab another drink. While Rose and Midori were catching up and discussing the day’s plans he went to change into a pair of jeans, as he knew more people would be showing up. Trent wasn’t sure what all the girls had planned, but he hoped this meant he could keep checking off some of his other fantasies.  

  

When Trent came back down Rose was just finishing her bottle of water. She looked up at him and just smiled. Trent really looked great in a pair of jeans. Midori made room on the couch so he could sit next to Rose.  

  

Midori went to go and make some tea for everyone, leaving Trent and Rose to get to know one another and warm up to each other.  

  

Rose slowly placed her hand on Trent’s thigh gently stroking up and down. She knew he was shy, so she was trying to go slow so she didn’t freak him out.  

  

“So, Trent, I hear a happy birthday is in order. Do you have any birthday boy wishes?” asked Rose. 

 

She said this as she slowly ran her hand further up his thigh, slightly brushing the outline of his cock but then sliding back away. She did this a few times as she leaned in to softly kiss and nibble on his neck.   

  

Midori had mentioned maybe he’d want a little love to help him loosen up more.  

  

As Rose was kissing and nibbling on his neck, she slid her hand up a little higher on his thigh. She heard him moan slightly as he placed her hand on the bulge in his jeans and rubbed up and down. They shared a few kisses as she rubbed him through his jeans. Rose loved feeling his hard cock through his jeans.  

  

He pulled away from her and said that his morning coffee was really starting to hit him kind of hard. He knew they would be drinking plenty more so his bladder filling as people arrived wouldn’t be a problem. He really wanted to have his share of some naughty fun.  

  

Rose asked what fantasies he had so hopefully she was accepting of what he had in mind.  

  

“I would love for you to pee in your jeans if you're ok with that,” Trent said to Rose.  

 

Rose was more than willing to oblige; she had filled her bladder beyond full on her way over. She asked how he would like it and where. Trent guided her into the kitchen, where it’d be way easier to clean up and he gently pushed her to her knees.  

  

She was glorious looking up at him like this and his cock dripped pre-cum just thinking about it, but this was not the time for him to cum, not yet. He wanted to save that for someone else. 

 

So with Rose on her knees he put his hand on her hair and told her to spread her thighs open and undo his belt. When Rose had Trent’s cock released from his jeans he guided her mouth to it, to begin easing it down her throat. While Rose was sucking on his hard cock, Trent pulled her head back with her hair, to order her what to do next. 

  

“I want you to pee your jeans as you suck my cock, however do not let me cum. If I get close to cumming you have to stop peeing.”  

  

This was going to be fun. As Rose sucked on his cock slowly teasing him, she let her bladder go, flooding her jeans and his kitchen floor.  

  

Trent was going crazy, the sound alone was pushing him to the brink. She was peeing so hard and it felt incredible with her mouth on his cock. He couldn’t wait for what he wanted to do to her next. So as he heard Rose’s stream lessen he pulled her away from his cock to finish watching her. The crotch of her jeans was soaked. He had to calm himself down enough to do the next thing.  

  

He looked at Rose before asking, “is there any place off-limits for me to empty my bladder with you?” 

 

Rose’s only place she wasn’t up to it was her face. With her answer he aimed his cock at her chest.  

  

Trent then started to pee all over Rose’s chest. It was during this time that there was a knock on the door. He paused momentarily as Midori excitedly went to answer the door.  

  

“Trent, Rose, it’s Bacardi!” she announced to them.  

  

“Please come in, you might as well come and enjoy the show,” said Trent. 

 

Midori led Bacardi inside to the kitchen.  

  

Trent and Rose exchanged greetings with Bacardi. Trent broke the silence. 

 

“I really can’t hold this back anymore Rose, I’m sorry.” 

 

At that point he released the dam and the stream was a bit hard at first, splashing her face before he aimed down. He peed all over her until the stream dwindled to a stop, then helped her to her feet. He smiled and thanked her for fulfilling some of his fantasies.  

  

Bacardi stared in awe and just chuckled. 

 

“Well, that was quite the welcome! When's my turn?" 

  

Trent handed her a towel to clean herself up as he downed a bottle of water. They all went to sit around, to refill and catch up, as they waited for the other guests to arrive.  

 

🌈BACARDI: 

 

Bacardi pops up from her spot on the couch so suddenly, pulling her green shirt down over her body as much as she can. 

 

With a wicked grin on her face, everyone knows the action isn't as innocent as it seems.  

 

"So, I do have to pee..." she starts, pressing her thighs together in her skin-tight grey leggings. "But do you think it's okay if I maybe, hold it for a while?" 

 

She looks at Trent with eyes full of lust. Trent's gaze whirls from wonder to excitement as he gives Bacardi a quick nod. 

 

“Good. ‘Cause, I'm feeling kinda hungry. Don't think I can pee before I eat, don't you think?" 

 

She waits for no one's reaction before taking one step over to Trent and immediately dropping to her knees. She eyes Trent as she goes for his belt, waiting for approval and, when she gets it, she wastes no time in freeing his erection from his pants. 

 

His cock stands at full attention, pointing at her nose, and just when everyone thinks she is going to take the time to breathe for a moment, she surprises everyone by immediately taking him into her mouth. 

 

As the group looks on in awe at the way Bacardi submissively bobs her head up and down, Trent's cock barely fitting into the back of her throat, she relishes the non-verbal praise she gets in the form of Trent's fingers lacing through her hair. It only encourages her to keep going, at least until Trent puts a temporary hold on her fun. 

 

"Hold up," he warns. Bacardi cocks a curious brow at him. "I, I need to..." he starts, as he reaches down to squeeze the base of his cock and free it from her jaws.   

 

"Pee?" Bacardi finishes his sentence with an excited grin adorning her face. Trent nods his head and Bacardi can do nothing but laugh naturally at him. 

 

“I'm sure we all do, but don't worry..." she says as she starts to fiddle with the front of her shirt. "We can have you pee right here. If you want." 

 

With that, Bacardi exposes her chest and her breasts spill from her bra. Trent's eyes widen in amazement, and for a moment he is stuck in time. With his cock still sitting loose in his hand, and a wide smile breaking over his face, Bacardi feels as if he is moving too slowly. 

 

"Come on!" she impatiently exclaims! "I've always wanted to try this!" 

 

She reaches for his cock and begins to stroke him, and before anyone knows it she is receiving a hot jet of urine right between her collar bones. The piss runs between her breasts, down her sternum, dampens her shirt and ends up darkening the fabric of her leggings. Both Trent and Bacardi are in tune and become one, like a loving gardener nourishing his beloved seed. She sighs and strokes him again before deciding she needs more.  

 

Her mouth falls open as she lifts her face to his cock again and licks him from base to tip, his piss now spraying up in the air and splattering everywhere. Droplets form on her forehead and fall between her eyes. Rivulets dampen her hair and leave stains on her back. 

 

As her tongue teases the bottom of his head, Trent lets go of his final spurts, and it comes to rest in a crude circle surrounding Bacardi on the floor. She feels so angelic, like she is the most beautiful soul to ever exist, covered in Trent's urine, and there's only one way she can think of to pay him back properly. 

 

As she uses her tongue to remove and savor what remains of his piss from his cock, she lets go of the urine she was holding. Before Trent's very eyes, a new wet patch forms between her legs and up the back of her pants, and once again they become one in the same.  

 

Their piss intertwines, filling in to form one massive puddle. Inside their heads they both have the same thought: this is how it was meant to be.  

 

❤️‍🔥KUPAR: 

 

They’d all been so engrossed that they hadn’t heard Kupar quietly open the door. 

 

He’d arrived just as Bacardi was letting her boobs spill from her shirt, and was now leaning against a corner of the room watching the action, a smile on his face and an erection developing nicely. Trent’s cock was a beauty: long, thick and with a big, bulbous head. He knew the girls were having a great time making it disappear into their faces, then coax hot streams of piss from the iron hardness.  

 

Kupar couldn’t believe Trent had been able to prevent himself jerking out dollops of sticky spunk over Bacardi’s pee-soaked, dripping tits as she released a flood of her own pee onto the floor, already awash with a couple of pints of girl-piss. 

 

“Hello everyone!” Kupar introduced himself. “Mind if I join in the fun?” 

 

They didn’t mind … and after some wet hugs of welcome, the group settled down on a couple of sofas – Bacardi in the centre of a three-seater with Midori and Rose either side; Trent and Kupar next to each other on a smaller sofa facing them.  

 

“I reckon the birthday boy might appreciate a little show,” suggested Kupar, “and I know I would!” 

 

He wriggled out of his jeans, and lifted his tee shirt up and over his head. The bulge in his tight compression shorts was quite obvious. 

 

Midori bent her head to take Bacardi’s right nipple between her lips, gently teasing it with her tongue, her hand lifting the heavy tit so she could suckle more easily. Rose followed suit … Bacardi’s legs instinctively parted, her fingers exploring her damp slit as she threw back her head, moaned gently, and gave into the pleasure. 

 

Kupar watched Trent, whose eyes were widening as he took in the view. Kupar stood up, pulled Trent to his feet then put the birthday boy’s hand against his own aching cock, constrained within the tight lycra. 

 

“You want this, I know,” whispered Kupar. 

 

Trent nodded. Kupar wrapped Trent’s cock in his fingers. Trent reached inside Kupar’s shorts … 

 

Cock to cock, Kupar’s hands holding their lengths tight together, Trent couldn’t help but start thrusting instinctively, enjoying the sensations of frotting a guy’s dick for the first time. He couldn’t look Kupar in the eye – instead he watched the girls as they revelled in each other’s softness. 

 

Midori had crawled from the sofa and had her face buried between Bacardi’s thighs; the American had lifted one of her breasts to her own mouth and was flicking her tongue over a prominent nipple. Rose had taken a bottle from the table and was fucking herself with it, her body shuddering with pleasure. 

 

Pre-cum leaked from Trent. Kupar rubbed it over both their dicks, then stepped back, keeping his hand wrapped tightly round Trent’s length; Trent was stroking Kupar’s cock – the foreskin sliding back and forth, the bulbous glans being exquisitely massaged. Kupar lifted his free hand to Trent’s chest, stroking the fine hair, seeking out a nipple, pinching it hard: that got his attention!  

 

He looked at Kupar, finally acknowledging the pleasure of mutual male masturbation, accepting the brotherhood that had been offered him. Kupar smiled – and peed – feeling his hot piss covering his hand, covering Trent’s cock, his thighs, his feet, the floor. Trent closed his eyes and his knees gave way a little as he launched spurt after spurt of hot cum towards Kupar. 

 

Fifteen seconds later, as Trent’s waves started to lose their intensity, Kupar cried out and erupted – then pulled Trent close so the glorious, sticky mess was sandwiched between them – cocks pressed together between their bellies. They hugged, revelling in the post-orgasmic euphoria… 

 

Ten minutes later the five friends were heaped together on Trent’s big bed: a naked pile of pleasure, hands gently exploring each other’s bodies, gently coming down from their physical climaxes, gathering strength for the rest of the day. 

 

“Thanks friends,” said Trent. “This has been the best birthday ever!”

💦💦💦

[Kupar 13,339]

Thanks for creating the idea and assembling everything @MidoriLemonade85 💖