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  I felt Emma slide her fingers between my lips and up into my pussy, her middle and ring fingers pressing close together and entering me, thrusting the girth of her fingers in and out of my moist hole.

  “Oh God,” I moaned. I draped one arm around Emma’s side, letting my hand hang loosely at her hip, while my other hand explored between her legs, caressing her shaven womanhood. I dragged my fingers through her sodden slit and landed my fingertips on her clit, massaging it in small but firm circles.

  Emma brought her other hand to my pussy and started to diddle my clit as well, her fingers patiently and thoroughly penetrating me, sliding in, pulling out, and sliding back in again. I started to grind up against her fingers, getting into the pleasure and once more losing my head. First the pissing and now this. It was certainly a whirlwind of a day.

  As I remembered my watery escapade, I felt a few dribbles of piss leave me and run down onto Emma’s thrusting hand. Her penetrating grew firmer and faster as Emma pushed herself against me, her breasts rubbing against still-clothed chest, both of us panting and sighing with increased breath. I held onto her pussy, tenderly squeezing her engorged lips, her own wetness creaming down onto my fingers.

  “Fuck,” she hotly groaned into my ear, after which she kissed and sucked on my earlobe as we grinded into one another. Her fingers flew fast inside of me while she fiddled with my clit with her opposing hand. I couldn’t help myself and I pissed a little bit more, first a dribbling stream that ran down my pussy, over her hand, and dripped off her arm, and then a firmer squirt of pee that spurted out of me and landed on my own hand still lodged between Emma’s legs.

  “Piss more,” Emma moaned at me.

  “Really?” I said in disbelief. Emma was finding my peeing to be sexy. I relaxed into her fingers and allowed myself to release more piss down onto her hand, some of it streaming down my thigh, but I didn’t have much left in me. I squirted a few final streams, sighing with each squeeze.

  Emma continued her steady finger fucking, her fingers soaked with my juices and penetrating me swiftly. Meanwhile I fondled her clit, dragging my finger through her slit to collect the wetness, and massaged her moisture into her fleshy little nub. This drove her crazy, her hips bucking back and forth, the two of us naked and damp standing there in the shower, piddles of pee at our feet.

  I could feel myself coming close to orgasm, Emma deftly pleasuring me with both hands, her busty figure pressed up against me. Emma lifted her head up slightly and pushed her lips against mine hotly, the two of us kissing as we diddled and fingered. I moaned into Emma’s mouth and squirmed, feeling that all too familiar tingle moving throughout my body. I again felt almost as if I could piss myself but this time I knew it was something different. Gripping firmer onto Emma’s pussy lips, I tenderly squeezed and tugged, then wetly ran my fingers through her slit and popped them inside of her, only to remove them just as fast and refocus on her clit.

  “Oh!” she moaned into me. “I’m so close.”

  “Me too,” I panted, rubbing my humid face against hers.

  We continued to grind into one another until suddenly Emma began to writhe as she stood against me. Her thighs juddered and she clamped down against my hand. Her face contorted into an expression of ecstasy, causing me to feel the arousal, feel the pleasure, and feel the urge to come.

  I slipped into orgasm along with Emma, the two of us wriggling and twitching, our bodies pushed up together, our hands on each other’s pussies. That was when I started to feel a warm stream of water trickle onto my hand, first in a few soft spurts and then it came at me in a greater torrent. Looking down, Emma was now pissing. A thin spray of pee spurted out from her pussy, dripping onto my hand, and surging down to the tub floor.

  Emma groaned happily as she herself looked down and witnessed her pissing. She removed her fingers from my pussy and slid her hands on my hips. I followed her lead and released her pussy, the two of us falling into an embrace. I could feel the warmth of her urine coursing down onto me, trailing down my leg, and dripping onto my feet.

  “Mmm,” I sighed, sporadic vibrations of electricity moving through me, aftershocks of my orgasm. Emma’s pissing slowly ceased, ending in a couple of quick squirts, and an audible exhale from her.

  “That was great,” she said, planting a sweet kiss on my lips. The two of us tenderly kissed for a moment of post-coital joy.

  “I guess you need to take another shower,” I teased. She giggled at my joke, leaning away from me and deftly turning on the shower. Water began to spray down from the showerhead, still warm from her shower, and we both squealed as it rained on us, running down out bodies and wetting our hair.

  “Get that tank off,” she said to me, my white tank top now getting soaked by the shower. Grabbing my tank top by the hem, I quickly pulled it up over my head and tossed it in the heap with the rest of my drenched clothing. My tits, firm and small, barely stirred at all as I moved around.

  Emma and I danced together in the shower, twirling around, and cleaning up from our dirty little taboo encounter. I was absolutely thrilled inside, elated to find this new sexy kink, and exuberant that Emma was there to share it with me. I could tell by the look on her face that she felt the same way.

  Though quick, our pee party opened a door that neither of us had thought to walk through but it was now impossible to go back. I looked on to Emma, standing there in the shower with me, the water glistening against her skin, and I smiled at her.

  I couldn’t wait to pee with her again.

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  “Are you peeing right now?” said Rachel. “Anna, just get to the bathroom!” Rachel saw little pools of urine accumulating on the floor as her stepsister dashed ac
ross the condo toward the bathroom.

  Anna saw the bathroom door and could think of nothing else but getting herself in there and finding sweet relief. But the pressure on her bladder was mounting, and she did all she could to clench and hold it in. Still, a thin stream of piss was steadily leaving her, running down her leg, and dripping to the floor. She could feel wetness on her ankle and by this time, her knickers felt sopping underneath her.

  Busting through the bathroom door, Anna undid the button on her shorts but removing her clothing felt like a futile move. She was wearing shorts, a leotard, knickers underneath, just far too many items to subtract before she could pee. Thinking fast, Anna saw the bathtub as she came into the bathroom and immediately hopped into it. She unzipped her shorts and let them drop to her ankles and then, her mind filled with urgency, she relaxed and released.

  The fabric of the striped leotard between her legs grew darker and then suddenly yellow streams began to drain out from either side, channeling down her inner thighs and falling to the porcelain tub below her. An intense look of relief covered Anna’s face as she continued to piss herself. She put her hands on the side of her head and relaxed into the experience, letting the liquid flow out of her, feeling her knickers completely drenched with piss, hearing the soft piddle noises reverberate as they hit the hard tub beneath her feet. Anna took a deep breath, sighed, and continued gushing urine.

  Rachel entered the bathroom and saw her stepsister standing in the tub, hands on her head, a joyous smile painted across her lips. She watched as the yellow piss drained down the side of Anna’s legs, little rivers twisting and turning as they ran down her soft white skin.

  “Ah,” sighed Anna happily, opening her eyes now and seeing her stepsister watching her. “Sorry, Sis,” she said, still pissing herself. “I couldn’t hold it any longer.”

  “That’s okay,” said Rachel with a smile. “I’m glad you made it to the tub.”

  Now in a much more relaxed state of mind, Anna reached between her legs and pulled the fabric of her leotard and knickers to the side. With her other hand she took hold of her pussy, spread her lips, and bent back slightly, now able to aim the stream of piss away from her body. A twirling jet of yellow spurted out of her toward the opposite side of the tub, making a dribbling sound as it hit the floor. Her hand holding the material of her clothing had pee coursing over it in little canals, dripping off her skin, and dropping haphazardly down to her feet.

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  “Is this okay?” I said gently into her neck, ending my question with a couple of sweet wet kisses. I rubbed my palm back and forth along her thigh as I awaited her answer.

  “Mm hmm,” she approved. “Keep touching me.”

  My fingers slid up her shorts and petted Dinah in the crevasse of her leg. I could feel the humidity between her legs growing, moistening her soft, smooth skin. Her shorts had a built-in liner that adhered tightly to her lower body, and I traced my finger along the elastic edge of the liner, half on fabric and half on her skin. Up top, I continued to kiss her along her neck and up to her ear, causing her to shrug slightly and giggle.

  “Tickles,” she said under her breath, a smile across her lips.

  “You’re so beautiful,” I cooed into her neck between kisses.

  “Thank you,” Dinah said mellifluously, her face steeped in happiness and her hands dancing over my back.

  With two fingers, I pried open the tight elastic of her shorts liner and slipped inside of it. Those same fingers began rubbing over her mound, completely shaven and smooth, catching the very top of her pussy lips with every few caresses. Little squeaks of delight came from her mouth as I did this. Dinah grinded up against me now, her hips gyrating and her shoulders slinking back and forth.

  “That feels really nice, Mish,” she murmured.

  “You’re hairless down here,” I said softly into her ear and running a single finger along her pussy lips below causing her to judder.

  “The girls and I waxed each other yesterday,” she said. “It was my first time doing that.”

  “You waxed everything?” I asked.

  “Everything,” she said.

  “Why don’t you take these shorts off and show me?” I said, kissing her neck one more time.

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  “It feels really nice to have you suck on me,” said Sarah, reaching down and squeezing her nipple a couple times to expel more milk. “Will you do it again?”

  “Mm hmm,” agreed Maizy eagerly. She quickly pushed her mouth back up against Sarah’s tit, taking her erect nipple into her mouth, and resumed suckling from it. Maizy squeezed and prodded at Sarah’s breast as she sucked, goading her to lactate, extracting the milk with ease. She could feel it squirt into her mouth, coating her tongue, spraying onto the backsides of her teeth. The creamy lusciousness glazed her mouth.

  “Oh God,” moaned Sarah, petting her fingers through Maizy’s brown hair as she continued to suckle. Looking down to Maizy as she drank from her milky tit, Sarah could see white dribbles sneaking out from Maizy’s oscillating lips.

  Once again Maizy detached and swallowed with a quenched sigh, shooting a smile upwards at her stepsister. She reached out and tweaked Sarah’s nipple softly and then rubbed her cheek up against the wetness covering Sarah’s breast.

  “Come up here,” said Sarah in a sultry tone. Maizy followed her command and stood up straight. Sarah’s face was drunk with desire, slightly flushed, her eyes beaming and lusty.

  “Yes, dear?” said Maizy, grinning as she and Sarah locked eyes.

  “Don’t tell a soul about this,” Sarah warned. “And never Chad. You can never tell Chad.”

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  As passion mounted within her, Callie got an idea. She suddenly rolled herself over so that she was near the edge of the bed and rested on her side. Reaching down to the floor, she quickly unzipped her bag with her dry hand and fumbled through the contents until she found a small velvet sack, scrunched at the top and tightened with a string. She brought the sack up to the bed with her and lay back, opening it and retrieving a stainless steel item from within.

  Callie looked on this small plug, pointed at one end and a bulb at the other. On the head of this bulb was a black onyx stone, a thin but slightly curved circle, smooth and shiny. Reaching down, Callie ran her fingers once more through her pussy, sopping up the wetness therein, accumulating the moisture on her fingertips. When she brought her hand back up, she inspected her fingers and saw sticky globules of pale grool juices coating her fingers. Touching her fingers together a few times, she created thin strings of elasticity between them before finally running her wet hand over the stainless steel plug to give it some lubricant.

  Flipping back over to her stomach, Callie lifted her ass up into the air and brought the plug around to her rear side. Her wet fingers returned to her pussy, slowly manipulating her clit in fervid and firm circles, while her other hand guided the plug toward her puckered asshole. First she felt the tip of the plug prod at her hole, the thin rounded edge attempting to dilate her ass. Reaching her fondling hand back, she applied more of her natural lubricant to her ass and then gave the butt plug another pr
essured push against her little wrinkled knot.

  Callie’s breathing was steady and slow and her mind flitted to thoughts of Sofia and her creamy breasts. She imagined Sofia’s tits seeping milk from her nipples, white runny fluid oozing out. Relaxing into the pleasure now, Callie felt her ass open slightly, allowing the tip of the plug to enter her. It sent shockwaves through her body. She grabbed onto her pussy lips and gave them a couple resolved yanks, then squeezing her lips around her clit and pulling at that as well.

  With a couple more deep breaths and some compelled pushes, the stainless steel plug goaded her crinkled ring into opening up and it wasn’t long before Callie was able to push the toy inside of her ass. Her lubricated hole gaped as the thicker bulb of the plug moved inside and then closed around the thinner stem, leaving just the onyx jewel on the end of the plug exposed.

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  Yvonne felt guilty sometimes dreaming of Carter while she fondled her pussy, but she simply couldn’t help it. The idea of Carter would slip into her mind as she started touching herself and refused to leave. As she and Carter had grown so close, they had often seen each other naked and the beautiful image of Carter totally nude had been etched in Yvonne’s mind. Her healthy pink skin, the way her breasts hung from her chest, the curve of her small tummy that transitioned into the lightly furry mound between her legs. That thinly sheared blonde pubic hair matching the hair atop Carter’s head. She was a beautiful young woman and Yvonne found herself masturbating to the mental picture of Carter more and more frequently.