Kinky Story, A · Part 3 (3/3)
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ering. I could believe it! These two were standing there pissing in a mall, just a few feet away from all these people walking by! Not to be outdone, I bent down as if tying my shoes, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my penis. I leaned up against the wall like Dotty and Betsy and started pissing against the wall. The three of exchanged that look you have when you know a secret nobody else does.
Dotty put her arm around me and then whispered in my ear, asking me to slightly pull back the rear of her skirt. I didn't know what she was up to, so I pretended to put my arm around her and lifted the skirt away from her ass. I could feel her body strain a little, and heard the piss hit the ground a little harder. Then I heard a dull plopping sound. Dotty sighed with relief. I heard more plopping. Betsy looked back behind & under Dotty and her face was full of surprise. She came around to my other side and whispered in my ear. She said that Dotty was shitting on the floor! I couldn't believe this woman, she'd do anything.
We heard a little bit more piss sounds, and then Dotty stood up straight again. Betsy and I stared at the pile of shit awe- struck. I finished quickly, noticed that the streams of piss were getting too close to the bottom of the ramp, hurriedly zipped up, and then grabbed Dotty and Betsy. We left the mall in a hurry. Dotty and Betsy could hardly contain their laughter. I was a little uptight about it, this was weird behavior even for me! But I did regret that I couldn't see the action going on under Dotty's skirt… Betsy volunteers at a local woman's shelter. They were having their annual bake sale in two days, so we stopped at the grocery and bought enough supplies to make a dozen pies.
After selecting the supplies, Dotty steered us to the canned goods aisle and picked up a few quarts of cranberry juice. We were all so tired that night that we just ate dinner and went to bed. The next morning dawned hot and humid again. After showering and eating, we all chipped in and got the pies made. After we finished, we ate lunch. The conversation got around to the mall scene again, and Dotty was bragging about how big her bladder was. Betsy said hers was bigger. I said I didn't know whose was biggest, but that I could piss the longest. This started quite the debate. We decided to have a contest. We would all hold it up to our limit and then use a stopwatch to time the piss.
Dotty brought out the cranberry juice, the look on her face hinted that this was her plan all along. We all drank at least two large glasses. The rest of the afternoon was spent cleaning up the kitchen, doing wash, and drinking more cranberry juice. When evening came, I couldn't think about food because of the pressure of my bladder. After we closed the blinds, I took my pants off to relieve the pressure. Dotty and Betsy accused me of cheating, so they did the same. Pretty soon we were all naked, enjoying the nakedness since it was so hot. We settled on the couch and watched some TV. It was a war of wills, to see who would be the first to admit they had to go.
Leave it to Dotty to challenge us to a chug-a-lug. Our glasses filled with cranberry juice, Dotty counted to three and we drank. Surprisingly, Betsy poured the juice down her throat and won. The added weight on my bladder was excruciating. My head was pounding, I knew I couldn't last much longer. Betsy decided to eat some pie. She brought back one of the extras and placed it on the table. As she was cutting it, she playfully bent back the serving spatula and shot a wad of cream at my chest. I picked up my piece of the pie and smushed it against one of her breasts. Dotty leaned forward and licked the pie off the breast. Betsy picked up another piece and pushed it in Dotty's face.
Dotty leaned back, picked up the rest of the pie, used her arm to raise Betsy's legs, and threw the pie onto her crotch. Yummy. I quickly squatted down on the floor and buried my face in the two pies. I didn't think I was hungry, but I lapped up the pie greedily. I saw Dotty go to the kitchen and bring back another pie. She went behind me. Then I felt a pie smashing into my ass. Dotty's hands rubbed the pie around my cheeks and along my crack. As usual for her, I felt fingers probing my anus. As my penis hardened, I was reminded of my bladder, but nature's calling would have to wait. I felt Dotty's face licking and rubbing up and down my ass.
Betsy forced her way up and headed for the kitchen. We knew what she was getting, so Dotty and I quickly followed. Betsy got a pie out and smashed it in my face as I ran into the kitchen. As I was rubbing it off my eyes, I heard Betsy whimper, Dotty had pied her face. I grabbed another pie and got Dotty's face. Betsy kissed Dotty's face and they swapped pie fillings & cream on their tongues. I took a pie out of the tin and brought it up between Dotty's legs. I massaged it into her crotch and paid a lot of attention to her anus. The women broke their embrace and Dotty had me lay on my back on the kitchen floor.
She took a Banana Cream pie out of the tin, broke a hole through the center from the bottom, and carefully lowered it over my penis. It looked weird, my hardon sticking up through the pie. She led Betsy's head over my penis, Betsy took the hint and opened her lips wide. Betsy took me in her mouth and kept going down until her face smashed the pie. Dotty started helping her. I felt two mouths on my penis, hands on my balls, and fingers going into my anus. The mouths would take turns sucking gently on my balls. Dotty came and squatted over my face. I quickly stuck my tongue in her anus, knowing that that was the fastest way to turn her on.
When Dotty's mouth took its turn, Betsy jumped up, grabbed another pie, and gave it to me. I took the pie and slowly smushed it against Dotty's crotch and ass. I rubbed it in very well and resumed eating the pie and Dotty. This was great fun, it wasn't long before my banana's cream joined the pie's banana cream. Dotty also had an orgasm, she sat down on my face so hard I could barely breathe. Now it was Betsy's turn to orgasm. Dotty and I lay her down and Dotty went between her legs and started to expertly use her tongue and fingers. I got another two pies and smushed them onto her breasts, I used my tongue and fingers to tease her nipples into hardness.
I climbed over her chest and started rubbing my penis on and between her breasts. The cream made it feel really good. I then felt Dotty's finger go into my ass. Then Dotty told me to get behind her. She pushed her butt up in the air. I pushed my penis into her vagina and started a slow rhythm. A finger went into her asshole and started loosening it up. After a few minutes, Dotty told me to switch. I grabbed a handful of cream, rubbed it over my penis, rubbed some into her anus, and then gently pushed into her. She loved it, I wished I could reach her clit. Pretty soon I heard Betsy reaching a really intense orgasm. Dotty didn't stop, and Betsy soon reached anoth- er.
After a few more, Betsy had enough and pushed away. She grabbed the stopwatch and proclaimed that she couldn't hold her bladder anymore. Dotty disengaged me and told me to lay on my back. After I did, Dotty squatted over my penis, put it to her anus, and sat down. I moved my hands down to her clit and started massaging it the way she liked. She then had Betsy stand with her legs far apart over my chest. Dotty held the stopwatch. Betsy pulled her lips apart and started pissing. I heard the stopwatch click on. Betsy tried to keep up a dribble instead of a stream, but it was hard to. The piss splattered all over my chest, washing off the banana cream.
It felt good, the warm liquid getting rid of the stickiness. Dotty used her free hand to spread the piss around. After Dotty announced that a minute had elapsed, Betsy's stream slowed down and she could control it better. Dotty gently pushed her back so the piss would hit my face. It sure tasted funny, like cranberry juice but a little salty. The pale yellow fluid washed the cream off my face. I heard the two minute mark go by with no end in sight. Looking up at Betsy's beautiful crotch dripping piss onto me was too much. I raised my free hand and used it to spread Betsy's buttocks a little. The sight of her pretty anus put me over the edge.
I heaved a couple of times and shot into Dotty's anus. My hand wasn't quite getting her to orgasm again though. As I finished, Dotty announced three minutes. Soon Betsy's piss became a dribble, then a drip. Dotty stopped the watch at 3:42. Dotty got up and lay down again. Betsy went between her legs and started working on her clit with her mouth. I handed Betsy the stopwatch and stood over them. I started peeing. It was easy for me to slow the pace down, my penis was still partially hard. I pissed on Dotty's stomach and washed off all the cream. Betsy announced one minute. I moved up to her breasts and cleaned them too.
Dotty was grinding around on the floor, her hands massaging her breasts frantically. I aimed for her face and washed the cream off of it. Betsy announced two minutes. Dotty opened her mouth and lapped up the piss, moaning the whole time. I moved the stream down again, slowly and teasingly. I aimed for Dotty's mons. Piss was splattering all over Betsy, she grunted, I think that meant three minutes. I aimed for Betsy's head, letting the pee drip down into Dotty's crotch. I moved the stream up Betsy's back, and walked around to behind her, washing the cream from her crotch. But I didn't want to cheat, so I quickly moved back around front so she could see the pee.
I squatted down over Dotty's head, facing down towards Betsy. Dotty reached up with her mouth and started to suck the piss out of me. I had to concentrate not to get so hard I couldn't piss. Luckily, she released me after a short time. My pee tapered off right as Dotty started orgasming. It was intense, I hoped Betsy could handle it and watch me too! Of course she did, I heard the watch click right on cue. When Betsy pulled away from Dotty, I saw two fingers removed from her vagina and a thumb from her anus. Dotty slow regained her senses and grabbed the watch – it said 4:09. I couldn't believe myself! Then I realized that Dotty had won the waiting game part of the contest.
I put my arm around my back to scratch an itch. I sud- denly felt handcuffs clasp my wrist. Dotty strong-armed me until she had my arms in front and cuffed. She put a second pair on my legs. Then she pushed me down on my back. Betsy and I both wondered what was going on. Dotty handed Betsy the watch and told her kneel down so she could see good. Dotty squatted over my face, facing me head, and holding her lips apart. She started pissing slowly. She aimed it all over my face, it tasted like Betsy's, only weaker. Betsy announced one minute. Dotty grabbed my nose and held it shut. As I opened my mouth, she aimed her lips for mine. I had no choice, so I opened wide and engulfed her vulva.
As my mouth filled with piss, she let my nose go so I could breathe. The she said, "fuck it." Suddenly it felt like a faucet had been turned on. My mouth quickly filled with her piss. She grabbed my nose and commanded me to swallow. I obeyed, given the circumstances. I could see Dotty squeeze even harder and felt the piss increase even more. I was glad that I enjoyed watersports, Dotty takes everything to the limit. She stood up a little so Betsy could her the piss splattering in my mouth and on my face. I heard Betsy moan as she saw the sight from under Dotty's ass. Under? It was then that I realized that Betsy had moved and was using her wonderful oral skills on me.
I was rock hard and getting ready to orgasm. How could I not have noticed? I realized that most of my stimulation was coming from Dotty's actions and my fantasies. Dotty was giggling as she looked down at my face. She squeezed really hard again and I opened wide as another torrent flooded me. Betsy had a finger in my anus that was massaging my prostrate. Her other hand was on my balls. I was going over the edge. Right before I went, I wondered where the stopwatch was? But not for long, I stared up at Dotty's crotch and that started, as they say, the second coming. Betsy shared my banana cream with Dotty.
Then Dotty frenched with me to taste her own piss (of course I saved a little, I was learning her habits well.) Dotty said it was worth losing to me… What a mess! The kitchen had puddles of piss with banana cream floating on it. We quickly grabbed towels and mops and cleaned it up before bad odors could arise. Then we took the nasty towels and our bodies into the shower and got everything clean. It felt good to get all the stuff out of my hair. After we dried, it was 10:30pm. We ran to the grocery to get a new set of supplies, and had to stay up all night making pies over again.
But we all agreed it was worth it (plus the woman's shelter made $200!) After delivering the pies the next morning, we went back and all fell asleep, the warmth of the day heating the bedroom, three nude bodies cuddled together, and of course, three of the biggest smiles imaginable. I slept soundly, dreaming of what Dotty had in store for us next…
Subject: A Kinky Story – Part 4 (New)
This is the fourth part to "A Kinky Story". It involves a hetero male and two bi women. I've asked for feedback and gotten very little (but positive). If you like this and want me to write more or improve my style, send me feedback/suggestions (if you don't want to see any more of this, hit the 'n' key now…) (Luke Warmwater)
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A Kinky Story – Part 4
Dotty, Betsy and I woke up late in the day, finally refreshed from the pie activities the previous day. We decided to go out to dinner, so we showered and dressed. Dotty looked stunning in her loose fitting short pleated skirt and low-cut blouse. Betsy wore a tight mini-skirt that showed off her per- fectly shaped ass. We walked to a nice restaurant nearby, the type with semi-private booths and long tablecloths. Betsy ordered a carafe of white wine, and we drank it by time we ordered. We had a second carafe with dinner. By the time we were ready for des- sert, we were all crocked. Dotty was her usual self, teasing me and playing footsie under the table.
Suddenly she grabbed my half-empty wine glass and it disappeared under the table. Dotty leaned forward on the edge of her seat. She gave me this wicked smile. I looked at Betsy and then we both heard some dripping noises. A few seconds later, Dotty leaned back and the glass reappeared – full this time! She placed it in front of me. She leaned back in her seat and I felt pressure in my crotch. It was her foot, firmly poised with her heel right on my balls. She told me to empty the glass or else. I was full, drinking her piss didn't sound like a great idea. As I hesitated, her foot slowly massaged my crotch and I started getting aroused.
Dotty turned so she was mostly facing the wall, and then she popped one of her breasts out of her blouse. I couldn't believe it! The other patrons couldn't see, but I wondered what would happen if the waitress returned. Now I was getting turned on, so I picked up the glass and drank it. Dotty's piss didn't really ruin the wine taste, much to my relief. After I emptied my glass, Dotty's foot went back to the floor. It was time for dessert. I ordered cheesecake, Betsy ordered sorbet, and Dotty ordered a sundae with whipped cream. And we got another carafe of wine. After the waitress left, Betsy grabbed the carafe and it disappeared below the table.
You guessed it, she leaned forward and I heard her tinkle into the wine. She brought the carafe to the table and gently swirled it around to make sure it was well mixed. She then poured us each a glass. Then she called over the waitress and said the wine tasted funny. We each took a sip and agreed. The waitress took a sip and cringed. She took the carafe and the glasses and went for replacements. When she was out of sight, we all laughed hard, knowing she would have the manager, etc. taste it too. I then felt Dotty's hand move to my crotch. She manipu- lated my zipper down and managed to get my semi-hard penis out. Then she started stroking me expertly.
Her other hand disap- peared below the table and she leaned forward. Then she brought the hand to my mouth and nose. I could smell the sweet musk of her pussy and the dank odor of her anus. Betsy grabbed Dotty's sundae and it disappeared under the table. I felt something cold touch the tip of my penis. I felt Dotty increase her pace and I shut my eyes. I inhaled deeply, catching Dotty's odors. That brought me over the edge and I came, shooting my wad into the sundae. After I finished, Betsy took the sundae and put it back. Dotty took her spoon and scooped up the semen as much as she could, and greedily ate it. She took another spoonful and of- fered it to Betsy.
I sat dazed as they ate the sundae. When the waitress walked by, they moaned and complimented her on the great cream served… We went home and immediately hit the sheets. Of course, we didn't sleep, but that night was uneventful compared to the next night… The next day Betsy had to go into work again, so Dotty and I did some touring and shopping. Dotty asked me what was the kinkiest thing Betsy had ever done to me. I told her about the Saran Wrap night. If you recall from part one, Betsy had me handcuffed with my ankles tied to the bed. She "diapered" herself with the extra-strength Saran Wrap, using a belt to hold it up. She tore a small hole for her clit to stick out.
She then explained, "I've read than when elephants get sexually excited, they piss and shit all over before and after sex. I've always wondered what it would feel like. This is my desire. I am your mistress. Your reward for obedience will be an orgasm. Now get me sexually excited." Betsy placed a clamping light on the headboard and pointed it over my face. Then she squatted down over my face, her head over my crotch. I felt her lips on my penis, and my initial shock subsided. I raised my mouth to her clit. Betsy's grinding told me it felt OK to her. Her ass and crotch were stuck in my face, every detail brilliantly lit by the light. I had no choice but to stare at it.
After eating awhile, I felt warmth on my upper lip. Soon I felt a few drops of liquid coming through the hole in the wrap. Betsy's piss tasted as sweet as usual. I kept licking her clit frantically, and as her piss spurted out her grinding increased. Suddenly Betsy tensed and the piss shot out like a broken faucet, I could hear it splashing all over inside the Saran Wrap. It just as suddenly stopped as her orgasm hit. Piss was leaking from the edges of the diaper, dripping all over my face and neck. I kept eating her, knowing she wasn't a one orgasm woman. As I ate, I saw her anus open slightly. The light was so bright I could see part way in.
Suddenly I saw her shit moving towards the opening. I almost felt like gagging, but Betsy's mouth and tongue were sucking and licking my hard penis and I knew the Saran wrap was there. I watch in fascination as the turd was pushed slowly out of her asshole. When it hit the Saran Wrap, it couldn't go any further, so it started squashing. Betsy tensed and suddenly I heard more piss as the rest of her huge turd pushed out and squished against the Saran Wrap. All this was occurring just inches from my eyes! Betsy started coming again, a very powerful orgasm. I sucked her clit hard and licked it fast, prolonging her orgasm.
Right after she finished, she started working on me again, and I was soon close to orgasm. Right as I started over the hill, Betsy sat down on my face. It felt really weird. Through the Saran Wrap her warm shit smushed against my nose and cheeks. It was too much, I started shooting sperm out, so powerfully it almost hurt. Whew, this was new beyond my wildest fantasies. Betsy got up quickly and ran to the shower. I didn't envy the cleanup job she had to do… This gave Dotty an idea to surprise Betsy. When we went to the supermarket, we bought lemonade, chocolate, and fudge mix. At home, we mixed lemonade until it looked just like piss.
Then we mixed fudge & chocolate until it was the color of shit and the same texture (Oh – we guessed the texture, no real samples, sorry to disappoint you!). We hid the lemonade and fudge. Betsy came home, we ate dinner, and pretty soon were in bed again (aren't you surprised?). Dotty immediately took a dominating role, I was cuffed and my legs shackled. She tied Betsy spread-eagled on the bed. Dotty squatted over Betsy's face in the 69 position. It was wonderful to watch these two. Both caressed each other's pussy with soft, gentle lips and loving tongues. I became extremely aroused just watching it. But Dotty forbid me to touch myself or participate.
I could smell their sweet musky juices and it aroused my nostrils. I watched help- lessly while Betsy had her orgasm, followed by Dotty. Dotty got up, told me to stay put, and went to the kitchen. She returned with a large, deep bowl, which she placed on Betsy's chest below her breasts. Betsy couldn't see inside the bowl. Dotty squatted down over the bowl and faced Betsy, pulling her pussy lips apart. She told me to come around and watch, I lay down, my head next to Betsy's. Soon Dotty started pissing into the bowl. She took care to aim precisely. Betsy and I watched her anus spread open and a turd slowly emerge. The turd plopped into the bowl with a slight splash.
Dotty continued pissing and shitting for a couple of minutes. Then she got up, placed the bowl on the night table, ran to the kitchen, and returned with an empty glass. She told me to sit up on the bed. Dotty dipped the glass into the bowl, pulling it away part full of yellow liquid and brown lumps. She brought it to my lips. I gagged, but she told me to drink it or else. Her free hand grabbed my balls to emphasize what would happen if I didn't. As I slowly drank, I could hear Betsy moan- ing something like "unbelievable, holy shit!!!" Dotty was star- ing at Betsy's face and smiling. I had to open my mouth wide to get the brown lumps in. I chewed them and swallowed painfully.
There was obvious pain on my face as I drank and ate. Finally the glass was empty. I turned to look at Betsy. Her face was awestruck, her nipples hard and large, and she was grinding vigorously on the bed. Dotty's hand had moved from my balls to her clit. Dotty soon replaced her hand with her mouth, moved her fingers into Betsy's vagina and anus. Betsy came within seconds, shaking the bed violently. Dotty kept eating her, and she came again, even more violently, screaming loudly with pleasure. After she was spent, Dotty got up, dipped the glass into the bowl again, and drank it down quickly, lumps and all.
Then she said, "Best lemonade float I've ever had." Betsy didn't quite get it, Dotty looked at me and we both burst out laughing. Betsy still looked stunned. Dotty untied Betsy. She showed her the second small bowl within the large bowl and how she had scooped up the lemonade and fudge instead of the shit and piss. I'm not sure, but I think Betsy was actually disappointed by the revelation. Dotty took the bowl away, since it was getting kinda smelly… The rest of the night was somewhat uneventful. Just your normal mixture of oral and anal fun with these two wonderfully perverted women.
Oh yeah, and we even had some vaginal inter- course, mainly so the women could lick and taste each other's juices on my penis. Well, the next day was spent getting Dotty back to the airport. The three of us had grown very fond of each other. I never thought I was so capable of kinkiness, but I learned so much from Dotty and Betsy. Betsy and I spent a quiet evening, almost bored with each other. We went to bed and simply cuddled together, exhausted from a week of the wildest sex ever. But my dreams were as sexual as ever, and when I awoke, I had a raging hard-on and a clear memory of the dream. But alas, that's a tale left to be told…
Kinky Story, A · Part 3 (3/3)
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