Lindsey quizzed me. She'd shown me her slutty life, what about mine? Well, screwing your sister-in-law is a lot more suburban than Lindsey's little BDSM full palace. But Lindsey dragged all the gory details about my affair with Emily, and then insisted that she be introduced.
I wasn't completely comfortable about letting different sides of my shady private life come together. But hey, when a woman has your cock in her mouth ... well, you know, you agree to most things.
But as I was driving Emily to our little tryst, I had butterflies. Great big elephant-sized butterflies stomping round my tummy with big boots on. What if they didn't get on? What if Lindsey, who looked so sweet, impish, and normal, went too far? I had explained that Emily was sexually still mainly straightforward. But when I mentioned our little pissing game, Lindsey got very interested. It was a rare moment when I had done something Lindsey had not. So she bombarded me with questions: how did it feel, did we drink it, what was it like. She was very excited at the prospect of meeting a new kinky friend.
Emily was in excited too. I had explained that Lindsey was a friend and keen amateur photographer. I convinced her that it would be fun to go and have some risqué photos taken. She'd put on her denim mini-skirt and a pretty short tee-shirt, which showed her flat tummy.
When we got to Lindsey's I reached over and kissed Emily. I slid a hand up her tee-shirt and found her breasts. She was bra-less. Excited, I pressed her breasts firmly and tried again to get my hand up her skirt. "Stop it, you randy animal" she said, opening the car door and tearing herself away from my embrace.
Lindsey walked down the drive to greet us. She walked right up to Emily, reached up, and planted a light kiss on Emily's lips. "I've heard a lot about you" she was saying as she took Emily's hand and led her to the garage studio. I followed in nervously.
Some drinks where waiting for us, and, relaxing, Lindsey got Emily to talk about what she'd like to do. "I've always been a good girl, till now" she said, throwing me a glance. "I want you to capture my wicked side".
"Ohh" said Lindsey with relish, "I can be very very wicked. Evil wicked or mischievous wicked?"
"Oh, I don't know. Mischievous I guess, with maybe a little edge of evil!" Emily teased.
Lindsey moved right up to face Emily. "If there's anything you don't like, just say stop ... But if you haven't tried it, give it go ... perhaps your more wicked than you imagined."
For a moment I was concerned that Lindsey would go too far. But I realised, the two were fencing with each other, daring the other to go further. Suddenly they both turned to look at me. "Sort him out" said Lindsey. "Easy!" came Emily's smiling reply.
As I sat, Emily walked up to me and lent forward. Looking into my eyes, she reached down, and began to lift the hem of her tee-shirt. A bright flash burst from Lindsey's camera. Slowly the smooth skin of Emily's body slid into view. My cock began to climb with the rising tee-shirt. More flashes. As I saw the bottom of her tits appear I gasped at the thrill. Leaning further forward, Emily offered her tits to my mouth. Craning forward in my seat, I took one soft orb in my mouth, and pressed it firmly. "Yes!" I heard Emily say, as something clicked around my wrist.
Turning sharply, I saw Lindsey snap the other half of the handcuffs around a wooden strut of the chair. "Gottcha!!" she cried happily. "You little shits" I shouted "what the fuck are you doing?".
They were only toy handcuffs really, but the girls were screaming with laughter. "Want some of these?" Emily taunted, lifting her tee-shirt right up and jangling her little tits in my face. I grabbed her with my free arm and dragged her into my face, frantically nibbling one of nipples. Screaming for fun like little girls, she and Lindsey fought my free arm off Emily, and dragged round the back of the chair. I sort of let them tie it up, semi-resisting.
Trussed up for their pleasure, I hoped they would just have their way with me, rather than pain or humiliation (though I felt confident I could break out of my bindings - I didn't want to break the spell). Emily in particular was high with excitement. Lindsey just looked very pleased with herself.
Emily climbed on to my lap, pulled her tee-shirt over her head, and reaching forward, started to kiss me. "Oh darling" she murmured, "don't worry ... we'll be Gooooood to you", she oiled "so long as you're a good boy too". She stood up slightly, so that my head could nuzzle in her perky breasts, and my teeth could tease her erect nipples. Beneath her, could feel strange hands fiddle with the zip and belt of my trousers. As they began to be tugged down, I wriggled my bottom to help, still keeping my head buried in Emily's little chest. As I sat down, I felt the cool of the chair against my buttocks, and the freedom of my stiff cock waving in the air.
Emily was simpering, "that's a good boy" as I sucked away on one titty after another. Emily cradled my head in her arms, and folded me into her chest harder. "Oh yes darling" she exclaimed, but not from anything I had done.
Even if my face wasn't being pressed into Emily's bosom, I could not have seen my cock for Emily's skirt. A hand, Lindsey's presumably, took hold of it, and lightly stroked it. I purred my pleasure and tried to look round Emily to see what Lindsey was up too, but Emily refused to let me go, "suck my boobies" she commanded. "Yes, Suck them ... Suck them hard" But in between egging me on, she was obviously talking to Lindsey. "Oh fuck darling, that's good ... agh yes, more". Whatever Lindsey was up to, we were both driving Emily up the scale rapidly.
My foreskin was pulled down firmly, and the head of my cock was dragged across the damp bristles of Emily's cunt hairs. The intensity of the feeling on my cock was almost too much, as I bucked against my restraints and gasped in shock. With Lindsey holding my cock upright, Emily wiggled her cunt along the head of my cock, until it found her wet slit. Firmly Emily pushed her cunt down as the head of cock engaged with her cunt hole. "Jesus!" I exclaimed as Emily began to ride my cock, driving down, with each push, further on to my cock. "Oh shit" Emily was crying, "God this is good", ignoring me as I winced each time she impaled herself hard on my cock. "Ouch, ouch ouch!!!" I was whimpering.
Suddenly I saw Lindsey's beaming face appear around Emily's waist. She waved her index finger at me and winked. Disappearing back behind Emily, I felt, moments later, a hand tickle my balls. Emily had now taken my cock inside herself completely, and was grinding her pussy against me as she neared orgasm. I opened my legs wider for Lindsey's hand and her finger moved beyond my balls, to dally over the entrance of my arsehole. "SHIT, YES!!" I shouted as Lindsey began to explore my arsehole and Emily jammed down her cunt the full length of my cock. I imagined Lindsey had another finger wiggling up Emily's shit hole. "Fuck ... MORE" I was shouting, "Pllllease MORE".
"Y E S !!!!" Emily replied, lost in her own pleasure, "M O R E !!! ... Oh yes MORE!!!". Her body started shacking in spasms, and she held me bone crushingly tight, "Agggghhhhhh" she let out in one long cry. And then in short repeated bursts "Aghh, Aghh, Aghh, Aghh, Aghh" and then one final grunt.
In an instance Emily was still, draped over my shoulder, panting. Lindsey slipped her finger out of my arse. And I was left high and dry, also panting, within an inch of shooting my cum. I tried to fuck up into Emily, but with hands tried behind my back against the chair I couldn't get any leverage. Emily raised herself up and let my hot slimy cock slip out of her cunt. She nestled back on my lap, planting soft tender kisses around my head, her denim skirt still modestly hiding her womanhood. "Are you still hot, my darling" she said, "Would you like your Emily to cool you down?"
Still straddling me, Emily lifted up the hem of her skirt. The lovely tangle of her hairy muff can into view. "Oh God Yes" I heard myself mumble, "You're so fine, so beautiful". "Oh, he IS hot for me" Emily was saying to Lindsey. Holding her skirt up with one hand, she lightly caressed the sides of her pussy with the other. Still rubbing, she pulled her cunt lips apart to show the triangle of her cunt slit. The redness of her stretched pussy was framed beautifully by the bunched-up bush of her pubic hair.
Quietly, and then steadily, Emily began to urinate on me. Lindsey cupped her hands over her open mouth as her wide eyes gazed in amazement at the lazy dark yellow stream of Emily's piss. I too watched in frustrated delight at Emily's slow hot pee expand across my chest and stomach. As my cock rocketed to attention, my lap became a puddle of warm piss. Emily was clearly thrilled with exhibitionist delight, "Is this wicked enough" she taunted Lindsey.
Lindsey slowly stretched out a hand and placed it in Emily's piss stream. The piss flowed between Lindsey's delicate small fingers as she rotated her hand, letting the pee cover the back of her hand, and flow down her wrist and forearm, until it dripped down onto my cock. Cupping her hand she collected a little specimen of urine.
Emily's pee was much yellower than in our previous watery games, and I could clearly smell it without getting close. Much as I loved the idea of drinking Emily's pee, I not sure if this batch wasn't too much for me. So I marvelled as Lindsey lifted her cupped hand to her lips, and sipped Emily's urine. "Cor, that's stronger than mine" she said, smearing the rest over her lips, and licking her hand.
Emily, delighted with her new piss friend, turned and aimed her piss jet at Lindsey. Splashing her pee across Lindsey's chest, Emily swayed from side to side to make sure that all of Lindsey's black tee-shirt was covered. As the tee-shirt went limp and dark with wetness, the shape of Lindsey's tits stood out, with nipples growing erect. Watching it was a hell of lot better than any wet tee-shirt competition I'd seen. Lindsey rubbed her hands up her tee-shirt, squeezing her own breasts, and pulling on her nipples.
As Emily's bladder emptied, dribbling the last few bits of pee down her own leg, Lindsey yanked one of her tits up as high as would go, and then bent her head down so that she could suck her own nipple and the piss soaked tee-shirt that covered it. When she raised her head again she saw Emily and I both spell-bound. "Come here" Emily said softly.
Lindsey moved beside Emily, and began to run her wet hand over Emily's topless body. Emily stood perfectly still above my lap, staring directly into Lindsey's saucer sized eyes, as Lindsey moved her hand across Emily shoulder blades. Each movement wiping a thin trail of piss behind it. After lightly stroking Emily's throat, Lindsey let her hand fall slowly down the middle of Emily's body. As it caressed the slight valley between Emily's modest breasts, Emily held her breath. Sighing as Lindsey rubbed gently round Emily's tummy, and then gasping as Lindsey reached up and cupped Emily's left bosom.
Their open mouths crashed into each other, tongues thrashing, heads twisting. Lindsey rolled Emily's nipple between her thumb and forefinger, pressing it hard between her finger tips, and pulled Emily's little A cup into a pointy tip. Emily's hand, slimy with cum and pee from stroking her own pussy, was roughly kneading one of Lindsey's wet tee-shirt covered D cups. Lindsey pulls Emily off from straddling me, and dragged her to the floor.
Wrestling for sexual dominance, Lindsey started sucking hard on Emily's little pert tits, and pushed her hand up Emily's short skirt to start fingering Emily's wet pussy. But Emily struggled to pull Lindsey's black ski pants down. When they got to Lindsey's knees, Emily pushed her face into the crotch of Lindsey's knickers. The semi-transparent lacy black panties were already wet with cunt juice. After a few broad licks of Lindsey's knickers, Emily pushed the gusset to one side, and, inserting three fingers up to the knuckled into Lindsey's cunt, Emily began to flick stabbing tongue lashes across Lindsey's clitoris.
As I watched Lindsey thrash about under the impact of Emily tonguing, I had a brain-wave. My legs weren't tied to the chair; I could stand. Though the chair dug into my back and pulled at the bindings on my wrists, I was able to hobble over to the hot lesbian action. Samding over them, I began to contract my bladder muscles in an effort to give then both a giant golden shower. Below me, Emily began to bring Lindsey off into a powerful, and loud orgasm. Grunting, and swishing her head from side to side, Lindsey was stretched out below, frantically pulling at her own breasts, as the blonde top of Emily's head bobbed up and down the entrance to Lindsey's black pubic hair framed pussy. As Lindsey was reduced to a panting wreck, and Emily slowed her tongue lashing, I could feel the piss begin to move down from my bladder. There was a knock on the door.
The girls froze, and I nearly had a heart attack.
"Who is it" asked Lindsey. "Lynn" shouted the reply; who then babbled on about leaving the kids round at someone's place, and so on. "That's fine" called Lindsey back through the door, "why don't you come in". Emily was horrified, and stood up unsteadily, covering her bare chest with her arms. Even though I'd had a session with Lynn a while back, I too was surprised. But then, as Lynn froze in the door, mouth wide open, stopped in mid-sentence, so was she.
"This is my new fri ..."
"Hello Emily" Lynn said, interrupting Lindsey's introduction.
"Hello Lynn" Emily replied weakly.
Now it was Lindsey's turn to be surprise. "Oh ... so you know each other?" Emily explained that she used to baby-sit Lynn when Emily was a teenager.
Both Emily and Lynn blushed. Big scarlet blushes on delicate fair skinned cheeks.
"Oh, well then," Lindsey announced, "that's brilliant. Lynn, Emily's been introducing me to some new sexy games, and I thought you'd like to play too."
Pulling up her ski-pants so that she could walk properly, Lindsey strolled across and took Lynn in her arms, planting a gentle deep kiss on Lynn's mouth. "Your tops all wet" remarked Lynn. "That's part of the game". "Of course" she carried on "we had to keep him under control, you know how over excited boys get".
"Oh Hi" Lynn nodded when she registered I was there.
Emily walked across to Lynn and Lindsey. Her limbs moving in long elegant strides, an arm still covering her chest, and denim skirt swaying with her hips. Lindsey reached across, took Emily's hands, and pushed them down. "Don't be shy". Lynn greedily looked Emily up and down. Emily smiled at the silent compliment, and, her old exhibitionist confidence returning, raised her skirt to give Lynn a good eyeball of her hairy pussy. "Well Heelllloooo" oozed Lynn as she steeped forward, slipped an arm around Emily's waist, and drew Emily onto her waiting lips. I don't know if Lynn noticed the taste of Lindsey's cum on Emily's mouth and chin. But there were certainly enough "ummm" noises coming from the pair of them.
Lynn's hands slid under the back of Emily's short skirt, and began to fondle her buttocks. Lynn stopped kissing Emily's lips, and stooped down to suck on her breasts. Lynn's other hand moved down over Emily's tummy, along her skirt, and up into the slit of her pussy. It started to make a circular motion over the furry site of Emily's clit. Kneading Emily's arse cheeks, Lynn began to pull apart Emily's buttocks to show the pink rose of her arse hole. Slowly, she inserted a finger into Emily's arse, the finger nail disappearing as Emily cried "Argh, God Yes". Emily visibly wilted under the double impact, and they both slowly dropped to the floor.
Emily and Lynn's snaking bodies disappeared as Lindsey walked up to me, blocking my view. She slipped off her ski-pants and pulled her wet tee-shirt over her head. Dressed in just her (wet) black silk bra and panties, she straddled me as Emily had done earlier.
"I thought you said Emily was innocent" Lindsey whispered.
"I said straightforward" I corrected, "and, well she was" I weakly replied.
"Well, darling, I can tell you, I'm not the first woman Emily's been with."
I made a mental note to find out if that was true. And then forgot about it as I watched Lindsey gently scoop a breast out of her bra, offering her nipple to my mouth. As a lactating mother, this meant she was offering me a feed - a rare treat, as Lindsey was jealous of her mother's milk, normally keeping it for her babies. She pressed her hand against the top of her breast, and firmly slid it down, forcing out her milk in tiny jets into my greedy open mouth. I closed my mouth round Lindsey's nipple and sucked as gently but firmly as I could. My mouth filled with Lindsey's warm pale milk. Heaven.
Stroking one hand through my hair, she raised herself slightly, pushed her panties to one side, and found and inserted my semi-erect cock into her very wet pussy. She slowly rocked herself on my cock, as it grew inside her. Normally her cunt would have been too slippery for me to get much "grip", but this was different. Partly because Lindsey and I don't do straight fucks much, it's a treat to be inside her pussy. Partly because I'd been brought to bursting point before, I was ready. And partly because slowly fucking Lindsey, while sucking her milk, and feeling her soft kisses on the top of my head as she ran her fingers through my hair; well it was just such a good loving feeling.
Lindsey's pussy, already primed by Emily, was sensitive as well, and as my cock grew into a totally rigid pole, Lindsey grew more excited. Scrapping her groin against mine, she began to rock faster and harder. "I'm cumming" she quietly whispered in my ear. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm ... aggh, aggh, ... agggggh". Her quite words drove me mad, and in the wet swamp of her pussy I began to fire long shots of cum. "Yes, darling, fuck me" she was saying as I bathed her cunt with cum.
When we'd finished our little private love making, I was totally drained, sexually and emotionally, and I nestled my head in the soft cleavage of Lindsey's bosom. We cuddled tightly for a few minutes, listening, but not bothering to watch, Lynn and Emily's sexual gymnastics: they were having some fun.
Once I'd caught my breath I realised that I still need to pee, and that Lindsey sitting on my lap wasn't helping things. "Release me" I asked.
My request, to end the spell, geared Lindsey back into action. "In a moment" she promised, as she stood up, still straddling me. In a mirror of Emily earlier, Lindsey began to (very carefully) play with her well fucked and licked pussy. I realised that she wanted to piss on me, and I darted my head down to be able to drink her pee.
Craning my neck, I waited impatiently for hours, it seemed. I began to fear that Lindsey was too inhibited, implausible though that would otherwise have seemed. I looked up through her jutting tits to see her face a picture of intense concentration, eyes closed, mouth thin lipped. Suddenly I was drenched in a massive sheet of piss. The force of it physically pushes my head back. An inch or more tall, the piss shot out as a thin vertical sheet that only met together as a stream a foot and a half from Lindsey's body - otherwise known as the back of my throat. I coughed and spluttered, caught off guard.
Almost as soon as it started gushing, it stopped. "Lindsey!!!" I heard Lynn's voice exclaim. But I was blind. My eyes full of piss and my hands bound behind me, I couldn't tell what was happening. "Oh God" Lindsey was announcing, "this is so good, so liberating, so ..." Suddenly again my face was drenched with a second powerful gush of Lindsey's hot clear piss. "... so much fun" she finished saying. Still blinded, I felt a little tongue lick gently around my eyes. Fingers combed my wet hair.
Finally, I could feel my hands being released from their insecure bindings. "Phew" I thought, at last. As a hand came free some damp material was pressed into it, and with it I wiped my face. My sight restored, I saw I'd been wiping my face with Lindsey's black tee-shirt, stained with Emily's pee.
Looking round, I was just in time to see Emily crouching over Lynn's pussy. As Lynn masturbated, Emily was trying to land a few streaks of piss on to Lynn's cunt, but with her bladder nearly empty the small showers of piss went anywhere but were she wanted. Lindsey walked up to take a look. Sitting beside Lynn, she lightly pushed a single finger into Lynn's cunt and began to finger-fuck her neighbour. She giggled as Emily got her more wet than Lynn, with little splashes of piss striking her shoulders and tits.
With the three of them together, I thought "Now's my chance to avenge being tied up all this time". As I approached, Emily gave up her piss attempts, and laying down next to Lynn, she started to suck on Lynn's small breasts.
Samding over the laying bodies of Emily and Lynn, and seated figure of Lindsey, I was able to let my full bladder go with no problem. Starting with Emily on the left, I aimed at her a strong douche of pale yellow pee. Splashing the cheek of her face as she shrieked with laughter. Peeing on her tits, her tummy, and her twat. I really felt good urinating on Emily. Splashing her grinning teeth with my piss, she held her mouth open until the piss overflowed out the corners of her mouth.
Whizzing across to the right, and catching Lynn a glancing piss blow on the way, I poured my wee into Lindsey's smiling gapping mouth. As she swallowed, the pee splashed on her chin and momentarily closed mouth before opening up for more. I could see some apprehension on Lynn's face, as she knew she was next. So I swished my cock from side to side in quick flicks. The effect was just like a garden sprinkler. With little drops of urine falling down in driblets across all three girls, as they screamed and giggled hysterically.
I caught Lynn's eye and this time she seemed much more excited. My main burst exhausted, I crouched down to bring my cock nearer to Lynn's face. She leaned forward and opened her mouth to accept my gift. I pissed a brief but steady stream into her mouth. She closed her mouth, and swallowed.
Laying back and shutting her eyes for a moment, Lynn leaked a great arch of her own piss, splashing the all three girls feet and Lindsey's arm (who still had a finger up Lynn's cunt). The piss arch fell and the rose again with Lynn's second burst. Both Emily and Lindsey rushed to get their faces into Lynn's piss stream, but banged their heads together. A little dazed, they both held their hands up to their temples and rubbed - and then laughed.
I sat in the large piss pool at their feet, and enjoyed watching the three of them turn each other on, and on.