Girl's Night 5

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After catching our breath and coming down from the high of what just happened, Tara walked to the bar and grabbed a few towels from a drawer. We had a nice time dabbing the droplets of pee from each other and did our best to wipe up the floor and couches, even though we knew it was a mostly lost cause. But we placed the towels on the couch cushions under us anyway. “I think we can go change into our night clothes if you want, girls,” Tara said. “We’re probably just going to sleep down here.” I looked around the basement room and did not see any beds and wondered where we would sleep, but I didn’t question it. My mind was also still on Tara’s story.

“I don’t know about you,” I said, “but I’m not even thinking about sleep. I want the rest of that story.” Tara laughed.

“Okay, I’ll finish the story, but let’s get dressed and have some more drinks.” She stood up and walked to a dresser at the corner of the basement. Jennifer reached beside the couch and pulled a think pink nightgown from her bag. I reached into my own bag and took out my black sleep shorts and a gray loose tank top. I looked over at Tara as she slipped a light green teddy over her head. “I’m not going to bother with panties, though, since I would just soak them anyway.” She laughed.

“Same,” Jennifer said. I slid mine back into my bag. Tara walked to the bar and started mixing us drinks again. I couldn’t tell what she was making, but I looked forward to it anyway. She poured something pink into three glasses, brought one to me and another to Jennifer and grabbed her own off the bar and returned to her seat.

“Alright, then.” She took a sip of her drink. “Mmm. Tasty.”

“What is it?” Jennifer asked.

“Kiss on the lips,” Tara said, grinning. “So, story. Anyway, Cheryl was peeing all over herself and the couch. When she finished she sighed and the rest of us just looked at her. I was amazed, but Kiki, Danielle, and Lara seemed unphased like they’d seen it before, and I’m sure they had. But if you girls met Cheryl you would understand why I was floored by this the first time. She’s just so womanly and like the mom everybody loves, and yet here she was pissing herself and her loveseat. She looked right at me after she sat up, letting her puddle of pee just fall to the floor and in between the loveseat cushions.

“’Are you okay, Tara,’ she asked me. I nodded. She slid her panties and jeans back up and sat back in the loveseat, still smiling at me.

“’That was just…unexpected,’ I said. She laughed and my heart jumped.

“’Well, you did it, Mom,’ Kiki said. ‘You broke our guest.’ They all laughed, and I know I blushed. ‘And you made me have to go, so…” Now Kiki sat back, but she didn’t seem to make any move to take her jeans or panties off. She spread her legs and sighed. We all watched the dark stain form and grow in the crotch of her panties and after a few seconds we could hear it hissing. ‘Ohh, I love that feeling,’ Kiki said. I noticed that the recliner was not vinyl and as her jeans glistened a flow of pee just soaked right into the seat. No one seemed to care, though, and Kiki was clearly enjoying herself. The glistening stopped, and there was a big dark stain in her crotch. She sat up again back to how she was before pissing herself and made no move to take her wet jeans off.”

I heard hissing next to me again and turned to see Jennifer with her legs parted and dribbling pee on the couch cushion and to the floor. I just smiled.

“Kiki stood up and smiled at me and Danielle. ‘Well, girls, are you planning to stay the night?’ I didn’t know what to say and looked at Danielle. Danielle nodded. ‘Then let’s show you your room for the night. We’ll be up late, of course, but you can crash anytime you want.’ She led us down the hall, and I was amazed by how long the hallway was and that there were at least ten rooms in this hall. Danielle and I were taken to the third room, which was a gorgeous bedroom with a king-sized bed topped with elegant looking blankets and pillows.

“’It’s beautiful,’ I said. Kiki thanked me, and then she surprised me.

“’Same rules apply in this room as the rest of the house,’ she said. I wasn’t sure I heard her right, so I said ‘What?’ ‘If you need to pee, you can do it here.’

“’But,’ I said, ‘that bed is so…’

“’It can be cleaned,’ Kiki said, laughing again. ‘and don’t think it’s never been peed in before, because it has. Haven’t you ever wanted to just let it go in a king-sized bed?’ I had honestly never thought about it, but now that she’d mentioned it, I kind of did want to. ‘How do you feel about sleeping in a wet bed?’ Kiki asked.

“Danielle said, ’If she’s sleeping with me, it’s going to get wet.’ We all laughed.

“’I guess I’m okay with it,’ I said.

“’Do you want to try it now?’ Kiki asked. I smiled and looked at the big and obviously very soft bed.

“’I think so,’ I said. I stepped up to the bed and pulled the covers away. I was still naked from the waist down, so feeling brazen by this point I just pulled my shirt over my head and then unsnapped my bra. I crawled up onto the bed, enjoying the feeling of the soft sheets on my bare skin. I sat up and scooted back to the headboard, but then I leaned back onto the pillows. ‘Are you sure I can do this?’ I asked. Kiki smiled and nodded.

“She said, ’Trust me, it will be amazing.’ And that was all I needed. I bent my knees and spread my legs and just seconds later and warm trickle started and tickled my slit and down my butt crack. I could feel it warming the sheets and mattress under me, and I closed my eyes and just let go. It grew to a flow and soon I was peeing full-force. I lowered my legs and put them together and gasped as it sprayed my inner thighs and soaked the sheets under me even more. I knew it was soaking the mattress, too, but I looked at Kiki and saw her smile of approval. Then Danielle walked up to the foot of the bed and started taking her pants off.

“’Tara, I have to pee, too. Do you care if I get up there?’ I just nodded my answer because by now I was dribbling messy pee all over myself and the bed and rubbing myself. I watched her, though, as she climbed onto the foot of the bed on my side. I thought she was going to crawl over to her side, but she just knelt there with her knees bent and her feet behind her. ‘Oh, here it comes,’ she said and threw her head back. I watched and kept rubbing myself as her pee started as a dribble that left a few drops on the blanket and then she moaned and started going full stream, splashing her hot pee all over the covers. She reached down and pulled them up close to her vagina and we could hear her pee hissing into them. Kiki walked closer to us, and then I saw her unbutton her wet jeans and reach her hand into them. Danielle was rubbing herself with the wet covers, still hissing pee into them, and I was now stroking my clitoris.”

Tara paused and spread her legs and as if she were demonstrating she started stroking her slit and touching her clearly swollen clitoris. Then a small but obvious trickle of pee seeped out and soaked into the couch cushion under her. I also had to pee again, so I just opened my legs and let go, feeling my flow warm my bottom.

“So,” Tara continued, but sounding like she was struggling to focus, “pretty soon the room was filled with the sound of our moaning. Just then Cheryl appeared in the doorway and at first I felt horrified and stopped masturbating. But then she smiled and said, ‘So you like the bed.’ I just nodded. ‘Please, finish,’ she said. I obeyed and went back to rubbing my clitoris. Then she reached to her still naked bottom and started rubbing herself, as well. I was about to lose my mind when I saw a stream fall from between her shapely legs, all over her hands, and drip to the floor. ‘Mmm, I love to pee while I masturbate.’ That did it. I screamed as I climaxed and soon Danielle followed. I warmed the sheets under me again, still cumming and peeing, and I closed my eyes to just enjoy it. I could hear Kiki orgasming and then Cheryl moaning and crying out. When I opened my eyes again, Danielle was laying on her side at the foot of the bed, pee seeping from her bottom and still soaking the covers. Kiki was leaning against the wall, panting, and Cheryl was leaning in the doorway, also panting.”

“Oh my god,” Jennifer said. She was rubbing her slit now and getting a little red in the face.

“Don’t masturbate yet,” Tara said. “I have a surprise.” She stood up and walked to a closet at the far end of the basement. “Can you girls help me with something?” We stood up and joined her. Tara opened the closet door and started pulling out a single-sized mattress. We helped her get it out, and then sat it in the middle of the basement floor. “It’s far from king-sized, but…”

“No,” I said. “You mean we’re going to…?”

“Yes, we are,” Tara said. “Well, one of us is. Because whoever pisses on this is also sleeping on it. Who’s gets the pleasure?” she asked. In spite of everything that had happened, I hesitated. Jennifer must have been reluctant, as well, because she also didn’t speak up. “Well, I guess I get the first pleasure,” Tara said. “Which means this is where I’m sleeping tonight.” She reached back into the closet and pulled out a sheet and a blanket, then spread the sheet over the mattress and tossed the blanket on top. She reached in again and took out a pillow.

“I’ll do it,” I said. Jennifer and Tara both looked at me. “I haven’t pissed my bed since I was a kid, and I don’t know when I’ll get to do it again.”

“Okay,” Tara said, smiling. “You get the mattress. Jennifer, you get the couch where you and Cassie were sitting, and I’ll take the other couch. But first, I want to watch Cassie enjoy herself.” She winked at me, and I smiled and looked down at the mattress. “Go ahead,” she said.

I walked up to it and knelt down to pull the covers away. “I’m just going to leave my pajamas on,” I said. “They’re going to get wet anyway.”

“Whatever you want to do,” Tara said. I crawled onto the mattress, which was surprisingly soft and comfortable for a single.

“I don’t know if I have to go yet since I just peed on the couch,” I said. But I could feel my bladder filling, so I might have been wrong about that. I laid back onto the pillow to get more comfortable and tried to relax, but I looked up and both Jennifer and Tara were watching me.

“It’s okay, really,” Tara said. “Just relax and let it go.” I closed my eyes and tried to relax again. This time I could feel it reaching my urethra and soon I was dribbling just a bit. I could feel it soaking through my panties and shorts and dripping onto the sheets and mattress under me, just like Tara must have in her story.

“Oh, that feels nice,” I said. I sighed and my flow increased to a steady stream that flowed out and down my slit and warmed the sheets even more. “Ohh, wow.” I reached down and pulled the crotch of my shorts and panties aside. Now my flow was coming fully as it hissed out and I let go and peed freely into the mattress, splashing my warm pee all over my legs and the bed. I heard another hissing sound next to me, and I opened my eyes to see Jennifer standing there, pee flowing unabated down her legs. My flow was coming to an end, but Tara was touching herself again, and soon Jennifer and I were joining her, rubbing our soaking wet slits and caressing our clits until almost in unison we all three cried out as we climaxed.

“I’ll sure sleep good tonight,” I said.

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