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Kinky Story (MFF, bi, bond)
by Luke Warmwater (wi.869@wizvax.methuen.ma.us)

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This is "A Kinky Story". It involves a hetero male and two bi women. If any
women read this, I'd love to hear their reaction (good or bad). Please send
your comments, suggestions, etc. to
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This story is ShareErotica, if you like it, please donate to a woman's
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This is my first public story and first submission. I'm a hetero male, so I
don't try to extrapolate to other experi- ences. The story is gender
specific, D/S & B/D, and a lot of kinkyness. You may be offended.
I've tried to write this so both men and women will be turned on by it. I'd
like feedback (especially from women) about the turn on factor. I am
concerned about offending women on the women=sex_object issue.
This story is ShareErotica, if you like it, please donate to a woman's
cause -> NOW, NARAL, a woman's shelter, etc.
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Part 1
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Betty and I both work for the same firm. She works in another building, so
we never really met until the company pic- nic. The heat was almost
unbearable, the sun was bearing down and the humidity was high. The
volleyball teams were chosen and Betty ended up next to me. After losing
the first game, our team went straight to the beer cooler, everyone was
dripping sweat. I grabbed two brews, handed one to Betty, and asked her to
join me under a tree. We started talking and immediately hit if off. It was
so hot that it took three more beers each to cool us down. Pretty soon it
was time for another game. Most of the team was half-crocked, and we played
even worse then before. A good volley was going on, everyone was scampering
around the court. The ball came directly towards me, I raised my arms and
prepared to set it up. As the ball touched my hands, Betty ran full force
into me, knocking me over. Unfortunately, my glasses fell off and she
landed on them, bending the frames and popping the lenses out. Betty was
unscathed, and she apologized profusely. We left the game, sat down with a
couple of beers, and I tried to fix my glasses to no avail. Since I
couldn't drive my car home, Betty offered to drive me home in my car. I
accepted. We left immedi- ately. On the way home, Betty apologized again.
She said that when she was growing up, this kind of misbehaving earned her
a lot of spanking. Then she told me how she received a bare-bottom spanking
the first time she came home after drinking. I told her she deserved one
for drinking today. She agreed. Maybe it was the beer and the heat, but my
normal shyness disappeared and I said I would be glad to administer it. To
my surprise she an- swered, "OK, I really deserve it."
When we enter my home, I grabbed Betty's arm and escorted her to the edge
of the bed. I told her to sit there while I looked for my glasses. She got
up and asked where the bathroom was, saying that the five beers were
exploding her bladder. I said her lack of self control had gotten her into
enough trouble for one day, she would have to learn obedience. I pushed her
back on the bed, found my glasses, and returned to the bed. I sat on the
edge of the bed and told Betty to kneel down, placing her bottom over my
lap. She obeyed, and then I pulled her shorts down to her ankles. She was
wearing white cotton panties, the crack showed the wetness from her
sweating. I pulled her panties down to join her shorts. I took one arm and
placed it across her back, pushing her down harder on my lap. Betty said
the pressure on her bladder was extreme and pleaded to use the bathroom. I
told her that the punishment must be administered first. Her cheeks were
partially flushed from the heat, a musky, sweaty odor arose from between
her legs. I flattened my hand and brought it down hard against her
buttocks. Betty winced as her cheeks turned pink. My hand raised up and
came down several more times. As the stinging pain increased, she squirmed
around on my lap and her legs spread apart as far as her shorts & panties
would allow. I stared at her beautiful anus, a new odor reached my nostrils
and made my penis strain against my shorts.
I slapped all over her buttocks, and once my hand landed smack in her crack
and hit sensitive parts. Betty yelped with pain. A few seconds later I felt
wetness in my lap. I moved my hand between her legs to investigate and
brought it to my face. My tongue and nostrils were assaulted by Betty's
sweaty, musky juices and warm salty beer. Beer? No, this was piss! I
started to get pissed off but couldn't - I was already pissed on. I ran my
hand between Betty's legs again to verify and it came away soaked. I rubbed
the piss onto her sore pink buttocks. I spanked her a few more times,
slapping the wet spots. She tensed as the liquid burned the skin. The tears
from her eyes told of the intense pain and Betty squirmed around even more.
I pressed her down harder against my lap. Once again my hand missed her
buttocks and landed between her legs. I kept it there, she let out a low
moan, tensed up, and I felt my hand get covered with a large squirt of
piss. I quickly splashed as much as possible over her buttocks and thighs,
slapping constantly. She cried out about how much it stung, but there was a
lot of spanking left. I told Betty that her lack of control was extending
the punishment.
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After each slap I stuck my hand deep between Betty's legs to check for more
piss, but herself-control improved. So I rewarded her with a clit massage
and felt new moisture oozing out of her vagina. As I spread this moisture
back over her anus she let out a low moan and ground around on my lap.
I repeated this slap, check for piss, reward pattern. Since no piss
appeared, the clit massage lasted a little longer after each slap, her
squirming became more rhythmic each time. I took the arm holding Betty down
and used it to spank, while my other hand concentrated on massaging her
clit. Suddenly Betty started convulsing all over my lap and breathed
heavily. At the peak of her orgasm she emitted a loud scream. I few seconds
later she emitted a large stream. Piss splattered off my hand and I felt it
all over my lap. I spread as much as possible over her sore red buttocks
and administer a few final slaps. My slapping hand then rubbed the rest of
the piss into her crack, concentrating on the area around her anus and
teasing at the center of it. When I got to her clit, she start convulsing
violently again and had another orgasm.
Since her punishment began with shorts on, courtesy demanded it end the
same way. I stood Betty up with her back towards me and knelt down behind
her. I saw her labia hair glisten with drops of piss and lubricant. A
rivulet of piss started running down one thigh towards her ankles. To
protect the carpet, I quickly bent down and caught it with my tongue. It
tasted just like the beer, but tangy and salty. I licked my way up the wet
path to her butt. I licked her cheeks clean, my saliva eased the burning,
and the redness started to disappear. I pulled her cheeks apart and licked
the moisture from between them. The smell of her anus combined with her
sweat, juices and piss was wonderful, I inhaled deeply through my nose. As
my tongue ran over her anus, she let out a long groan of pleasure. I told
Betty to turn around so I could finish the cleanup. The sight of her juices
and piss glistening on pubic hairs was an overpowering aphrodisiac. I
pushed her legs further apart and used my hands to spread her labia. Her
crotch was beautiful when fully exposed. I wanted to hug her pubic region
with my face in her hair, so I put my arms around her waist and squeezed.
She moaned "No!" What was that funny sound near her feet? I moved my head
back and saw a big wet patch on the carpet! Betty hadn't learned her
discipline lesson well enough. She begged to go to the bathroom, but I made
her run to the kitchen and get carpet cleaner and paper towels. I told her
to get down on the floor and clean up her piss without adding more. She did
this obedi- ently and correctly.
I then lay down on the bed and told her to remove her shirt and support. I
had her remove my wet shorts. My penis was hard and the tip had a lot of
ooze on it. I had Betty squat between my legs. One hand grabbed my penis
and the other my balls. Betty took a deep breath and whispered about how
good my crotch smelled. She licked the ooze off the tip of my penis. Her
lips encircled the head of my penis, then moved down the shaft, and sucked
when they moved back out. It only took a few minutes of this until I was
ready to orgasm. Betty had been so bad I decided she didn't deserve another
orgasm. I grabbed onto her head to guide it up and down. Her fingers gently
kneaded my balls. The other hand wandered down my crack and found my anus.
Just as Betty started running her fingers around it and pressing on the
flesh between it and my balls, I started to come. She sucked even harder on
my penis, and I donated a few million sperms cells to her daily protein
requirement. I grabbed Betty's head and pulled it up to my face. We kissed
for the first time, Betty pushed my juices into my mouth and splashed them
around with her tongue. The salty, beer taste was very different yet
strangely similar.
I was so tired I couldn't stay awake, so I grabbed Betty and fell asleep as
she lay on my chest. Did I ever awake to a surprise...
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My bladder was so full my "piss-hardon" ached. I tried to get up, but
didn't get very far! Betty had tied my arms and legs to the bed. My
movements awoke her, and she smiled very knowingly and wickedly at me.
Before I could untie the knots, she pulled on the ropes holding my arms
with her body weight and tightened them until I was spread-eagled on my
back. She then tightened the leg ropes, leaving just enough slack for me to
bend my knees. I didn't have any rope at home, I thought, does she take
rope everywhere she goes? As I struggled my penis deflated. I told her I
really needed to piss. Betty took a rubber band and spread it around the
base of my penis, then gently played with the head until it was hard again.
She said, "That'll keep you from pissing." I couldn't release either the
ropes or my blad- der. I needed relief fast. I said, "Mistress, what must I
endure and what must I do for you to earn the right to piss?"
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Betty hmmm'ed and smiled and got up from the bed. She ran to the kitchen
and came back with a bottle of wine. She opened it and drank about half.
She then poured the rest into my mouth, except for one swallow. She sat
down between my legs, bending and spreading them, exposing everything from
my balls down. Betty stuck her middle finger in her mouth and covered it
with saliva. She then took her finger and started rubbing it around my
anus, pressing her way in gently. Betty kept her finger wet and soon had it
all the way up my rear. Then she took the wine bottle and used her tongue
to spread a large amount of saliva around it. She removed her finger from
my anus and I felt the cold bottle against it. My anus clinched up from the
cold, but Betty gently pushed and twisted the bottle. After a short time it
finally got past my sphincter. She tilted the bottle up and I felt the rest
of cold wine rush into my rectum. Betty gently pushed the bottle in as far
as it would go and left it.
She move up and squatted over my face. I was staring up at her beautiful
sex and breasts. Her hands spread her labia apart and she sat down on my
face. I could hardly breathe, what air I inhaled conveyed her wonderfully
ripe sweat, musky and sexy odors. Betty rubbed back and forth on my face,
until her anus was directly over my mouth. She leaned forward and my nose
went into her vagina, I felt juices tickling my nose hairs. I knew what she
expected, so my tongue started circling around her anus. She sat down a
little harder, so I tensed my tongue and pushed against her anus. I opened
my mouth wide to breathe, totally engulfed in her odors. My tongue finally
made it into her anus and she told me to push it deeper. I kept moving it
in and out until my tongue had cramps. Betty moved back and placed her
labia and clit over my mouth. I worked my lips over her labia, forming a
seal. My tongue then circled around her clit. She started moaning and
cupped her breasts with her hands, squeezing her nipples between her
fingers.
First I moved my tongue forward, pulling the clit out of its fold and
exposing it. At the same time I sucked hard on the clit and labia. Then I
released the sucking and moved my tongue back, covering the clit and
rubbing it through the hood. Then I flicked it quickly from side to side a
few times. I kept repeat- ing this in a rhythmic fashion. Pretty soon Betty
was squirming on my face in intense pleasure. Suddenly she leaned forward
onto her arms and started wiggling from side to side. Her whole body tensed
and she inhaled deeply. She moaned and purred as orgasmic tremors shook her
body. This continued for a long time.
Betty then straightened up again. She pulled away from my face, staying
squatted about 6" over my face. I moved my head around and found I was
dizzy - drunk from the wine in my stomach and ass. She moved her knees to
the sides of my head, preventing any motion. She said sweetly and
submissively "I've been such a good girl." Her fingers pulled her labia
apart. She giggled and then said louder and sarcastically, "Until now!"
Suddenly pale yellow piss was streaming out of her. At first, it went all
over my face, but Betty's fingers quickly gained control and aimed for my
mouth. She held my nose until I opened my mouth wide. She took a deep
breath and tensed her body. The stream became a flood! She pissed so hard
that it splattered out of my mouth and all over my face. I didn't close my
eyes fast enough, and her piss burned them. She leaned back and the piss
hit my upper face. It flowed off my face and I felt my hair getting soaked.
Even my ears felt the piss inside. Betty then released my nose so I could
take a deep breath. Then she tensed hard as another flood of piss filled my
mouth to overflowing. She clamped my nose again and said, "Drink my piss or
drown." I had little choice. After swallowing, she let go of my nose and I
gasped for breath. Betty tensed again and the last of her piss filled my
mouth. I swallowed quickly. I'd never seen anyone piss with such force and
volume. What a pisser!
Betty stood up over me and stretched. My penis was still rock hard. I had
to piss so bad that I wasn't even thinking about my having an orgasm. She
turned around with her back to my face and squatted over my penis. She took
it in her hands and ran the tip back and forth and side to side from her
clit to her vagina. Finally she placed the tip into her vagina and sat down
slowly. The warmth of her felt good, and I concentrated on that feeling.
When she pulled up, I could see her hand massaging her clit. She continued
this rhythm for awhile, as we both became more excited. She moved the wine
bottle in and out of my anus, pressing it so it would massage my prostate.
I couldn't tell which was a greater sensation, the pain of needing to piss
or the pleasure of the bottle. She ordered, "Don't have an orgasm until I
say so." I forced myself to concentrate on my bladder, to prevent further
arousal. Betty's motions got more intense, and suddenly she started another
orgasm, moaning and convulsing. The sensations on my penis were exquisite,
but I couldn't allow myself to fully appreciate them. She finally stopped
moving and just sat there, my penis still hard and buried deep within her.
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After a couple of minutes she moved up and off of my penis and shoved her
body back on the bed until her ass was directly over my face. I closed my
eyes, expecting another flood. Instead, I felt her tongue lick the head of
my penis. I moaned with pleasure, against my will. The wine bottle was
again in motion. Betty sat her ass down on my face, adjusting her position
so her anus was over my mouth. She told me to open it up. I took my tongue
and circled her anus, wetting it and the surrounding area. Then I pushed my
tongue against the opening. It tasted salty and musky. The odor combined
with her tongue was making me orgasmic. I tensed my stomach muscles to
increase the pain in my bladder, warding off any orgasm. My tongue slid
into her anus. Betty sat down even harder on my face. I pulled my tongue
out and repeated this process. Betty had taken my penis into her mouth and
was doing her best to arouse me. It took all I could to prevent my orgasm.
Pretty soon her anus was relaxed enough that my tongue went as far in as
possible with no resist- ance. Betty pulled the bottle out of my ass and
stood it up between my legs. Then she got up off my face, turned to face
me, and positioned herself over my penis and the bottle. She held on to the
bottle with one hand behind her back and my penis with the other hand in
front. She squirmed back and forth on the bottle, gently forcing it into
her anus. As she slid down on the bottle, my penis slid into her vagina
again. Betty sighed deeply and sat down hard. She then started moving up
and down the two shafts in her orifices. This was the first time I was ever
jealous of a wine bottle! I would have liked to take advantage of this
splen- did experience, but I was afraid to add any motions for fear of
coming. She moved her hands, placing one on her clit and the other on a
nipple. Once again, she stimulated herself to a powerful orgasm After a
couple of minutes Betty got up, turned around and moved her ass back over
my face, and told me to fill her anus with saliva. I felt her lick the head
of my penis and then spread more spit over it. She got into position over
my penis and rubbed the head around her anus. She then put the head into
the opening and pushed down with her body. the head slid in past her
sphincter. A few more partial in and outs helped loosen her anus the rest
of the way, and finally she just sat right down, my penis fully enclosed in
her rectum. She let out a low moan of pleasure. As she moved up and down, I
could see her hand working her clit feverishly. The other hand took the
bottle and put it back in my anus. She was moving it rapidly, making sure
it rubbed my prostate. I had to clench my stomach to prevent orgasm every
time she pulled up off of me. The hot tightness of her anus was orgasmic,
but the pain in my bladder prevented an end. After a while, Betty threw her
head back and convulsed, moaning very loudly and deliriously. How many
orgasms did this one make? I had lost count. Once again, she just sat there
with my penis deep inside her for a few minutes.
I was getting delirious by now. I was somewhat drunk, my bladder was
bursting, and I wanted to orgasm. Betty got up, moved back again, and had
her legs holding my shoulders down, with her ass perched high over my face.
I could see her face lower down towards my penis. She removed the rubber
band and told me not to come. She started massaging my aching balls gently,
and they felt somewhat better. She held my penis up and rubbed it around
her nose. She inhaled the musky odor of her anus and moaned. Her tongue
came out and started licking the head of my penis. It circled around the
edge of the head, lin- gering at the split on the bottom. Then her lips
covered the head and she sucked on it. She then moved her lips down the
shaft, using her tongue to keep the head stimulated. The hand supporting my
penis now went back to the wine bottle. Betty moved the bottle in and out
and side to side, making sure my prostate got well massaged. After a few
minutes I could take no more. I started begging her to let me come. She
removed her mouth and asked me, "Am I your Mistress."
I said yes, and pleaded again with her.
She said, "If I let you come, will you do anything I desire?"
I answered "Yes! anything you say," and sang the next line, "please release
me." Her lips covered my penis again and she sucked extra hard while moving
the wine bottle right over my prostate. I knew I was in trouble, since she
hadn't said I could come. I clenched my stomach hard, but the pain was
overshadowed by the pleasure. Just when I thought I was doomed, She removed
her mouth and laughingly said, "You can come, I just figured out what I
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She immediately put her mouth back to work. It took about 15 seconds more
of her expert oral skills until my body tensed in orgasm. The first shot
was almost overpowering. As the second shot was released, I found out why
she was squatting over my face. Betty had been saving her piss again until
I came! It splattered over my face, neck, and chest. I raised my mouth to
catch it better. I kept pumping into her mouth and she pumped into mine. My
orgasm stopped before her piss, and my mouth was full. Before I could do
anything with the mouthful, she quickly turned around and shook her head to
say no. Betty sat on my stomach, lowered her head to mine and then moved
her lips to mine. She sucked gently, so I extended my tongue into her mouth
and caught the full taste of my semen. She pushed my tongue back out and
her tongue came into my mouth and swished the liquid around. The pressure
on my stomach suddenly registered, and since my penis was now deflated,
nothing could hold back my bladder. I started pissing and the stream must
have hit Betty, because she moaned. She took a hand and used it to aim my
penis. She wet her crack, arched her rear up and wet her stomach and chest,
and then squatted down and let the stream flow over her back. I pushed
harder on my bladder then, and piss started flowing over her shoulders onto
my chest. She got up quickly and lay her head down face up on my stomach.
She adjusted the stream until it hit her in the face. She covered her whole
face. Then Betty opened her mouth and let it fill up until it overflowed.
She closed it again, and moved her head up to mine. We kissed again,
exchanging her piss, my piss, and my come. She aimed the stream for our
heads and our hair became soaked. Finally I finished. It was the longest
piss I'd ever taken. Betty pulled the bottle out of my anus, loosened my
ropes and we embraced; kissing, caressing, and hugging constantly. After a
few minutes, the wet sheets were annoying, so we took a nice hot bath,
clean- ing every square inch of each other. We put clean sheets on the bed.
I went and got some food and drink. We ate and drank until we fell asleep
in each others arms. Betty was the first up the next morning. I awoke to a
clicking noise and found myself handcuffed. Betty quickly got her rope and
tied my ankles to the bed. She then tied my neck to the bed so I couldn't
sit up and untie my ankles. Betty disappeared for a few minutes and re-
turned with my roll of Saran Wrap. She searched my closet and took the belt
from my bathrobe. She ripped off a long sheet of Saran Wrap, making sure it
didn't bunch up, and placed it flat on the bed. She took the belt and wound
one end of the plastic over the belt a few times. The she stood up, and put
the belt on behind her, the Saran Wrap hanging down her back. She put a
quick knot in the belt and bent down and pulled the Saran Wrap through her
crotch and up under the belt. She then squatted down, pulled the Saran Wrap
tight and knotted the belt securely. Betty then used her hands to make sure
the Saran Wrap was evenly spread over her rear and through her crotch. She
then found her clit and gently ripped the Saran warp so there was a little
hole where it could stick out. When she was satisfied that everything was
ok, she climbed over me, squatted over my face, and lay down on my chest
and stomach. She maneuvered until her clit was over my mouth. 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." Betty then placed her
hands on my balls and penis, and the games began. I was really glad I had
bought extra strength Saran Wrap...
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Subject: REPOST: A Kinky Story - Part 2
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This is a sequel to "A Kinky Story". It involves a hetero male and two bi
women. If any women read this, I'd love to hear their reaction (good or
bad). Please send your comments, suggestions, etc. to
wi.869@wizvax.methuen.ma.us (Luke Warmwater)
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This story is ShareErotica, if you like it, please donate to a woman's
cause -> NOW, NARAL, a woman's shelter, etc. (Yes, I'm really a feminist -
I might be deviated, but still am a humanist)
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Betty and I continued our relationship. After our first encounter, I
christened Betty with the nickname Betsy-Wetsy, and it stuck. We soon moved
in together and were living together happily for several months. Betsy
stayed in constant touch with her best friend from college Dotty, who lived
half-way across the country. During the hottest part of summer, Betsy
invited Dotty out to visit us for a week. Dotty booked a red-eye and was to
arrive Sunday morning, so we cleaned house and got ready Satur- day. We
were so tired that night that we just showered and went to bed without any
of the usual games.
I awoke to my arms being pulled. Betsy was tying me up. I looked at the
clock and the plane was due in an hour. I told Betsy we didn't have time,
she told me to shut up and the she gagged me with yesterday's panty hose,
the crotch running through my mouth and under my nose. She held my nose,
forcing me to inhale through the hose. The sweaty muskiness from a full day
assaulted my senses. Added to it was the smell of her urine, Betsy was a
dribbler after peeing. Betsy got up and stared at my erect penis, a result
of her pheromones and my morning need to piss. She went to the bathroom and
came back with some Q-tips. She took one and wiped around her pee-hole with
it, until it had absorbed all the moisture. She then stuck the wet end into
my nostril. Every time I inhaled I smelled her salty urine and musky
juices. Betsy took another Q-tip, dipped it into her vagina, and put it in
the same nostril. The next Q-tip was rubbed around the outside of her anus
and slightly into the opening. This one went in the other nostril. Another
Q-tip was rubbed around her anus, but she pushed this one in and out until
it was moist. She put it in the nostril with the other anal Q- tip. The
force of her pheromones and other odors took effect quickly - I needed
release.
Betsy jumped off, got dressed, and went to pick Dotty up. I had no idea
what was going to happen. The suspense coupled with the odors was too much.
I really wanted to masturbate, but I was tied up. All I could do is flop my
penis around, not enough to make me cum, so I quickly gave up and just lay
there.
About two hours later, I heard voices. As Betsy opened the bedroom door, I
heard her say how I must still be in bed, why didn't Dotty take a nap, then
we could all eat brunch. Betsy came in and checked to make sure everything
was alright. She whispered for me to talk normally, and then took off the
gag. I pretended to be awakened. Betsy started turning the Q-tips, there
was enough odor left that I was instantly hard. After a few minutes, Betsy
left the room. When she returned, she was holding a pair of panties. But
Betsy was fully dressed. She came over, removed the Q-tips, and placed the
panties over my face, with the crotch under my nose. The panties were too
big for Betsy and I didn't recognize the aroma. These were Dotty's! The
first recognizable odor was a musky fishy odor, stronger after a full night
in a hot airplane seat. Betsy rubbed the panties under my nose and I also
detected Dotty's urine and anal odors.
Betsy gagged me again, leaving the panties on my face, and then left the
room. This was true torture - after two hours of smelling Betsy's odors I
was left sniffing Dotty's soiled panties, desperate to relieve the aching
blueness in my balls. I stayed this way for another two hours.
I then heard Betsy go into Dotty's room and awaken her. As they came into
the hall, Betsy told Dotty she had a surprised for her. Our bedroom door
popped open and they entered. I stared right at Dotty, who was wearing my
bathrobe.
She was a large, athletic woman, over 6 feet tall. Dotty's jaw dropped and
she exclaimed, "My panties!" Then she noticed my erection.
Betsy then said, "He's all yours." Dotty stared at her and Betsy added, in
a demure voice, "and so am I." The two women knowingly stared at each
other. I wish I knew what was behind that look. Dotty told Betsy to strip
and squat on all fours on the bed. Dotty removed my gag and the panties
from my face.
Dotty bent down and spread Betsy's ass cheeks. She stared into the crack
and told Betsy how she had always loved her anus. She knelt down and
started sniffing Betsy's ass odor, her tongue came out and she started
licking Betsy's anus. Dotty said it had acquired a nice scent. It was then
I remembered that none of us had showered since the day before - it had
been really hot, I knew the women would smell even stronger than their
undergarments on my face. Dotty then asked if I had eaten that day. My
stomach answered by growling. Dotty said I sweating too much and losing
potassium. She told Betsy to get the bananas from the kitchen. Oh, and
bring the mop, she added.
Betsy returned with the items. Dotty squatted down on her legs, her ass
over my face. She reached back with her hands and pulled her ass cheeks far
apart. I inhaled the full strength odor that was also on her panties. Her
anus landed on my lips, and I tasted it with my tongue. The funkiness of it
almost made me cum. My tongue circled Dotty's anus and gently started push-
ing its way in. Dotty had remarkable control of her anus, as I felt it
instantly relax and let my tongue slip in easily. Dotty moved her ass back
and forth on my tongue. Dotty then told Betsy to loosen my legs enough to
raise them up and exposed my butt. When I was exposed, Dotty bent over and
buried her head below my balls. I heard her moan with delight as she
sniffed my anus and licked all around it. She abruptly pushed a wet finger
in, I offered no resistance. Dotty then asked for the mop, and before I
could figure out what was happening, the mop handle was enter- ing my ass.
Dotty gently worked it in. When she let go, the weight of the mop hanging
over the edge of the bed forced the handle in my ass to push up. This put a
lot of pressure on my prostate, pre-cum lube was oozing out of my penis.
But no one was paying attention to my penis except me!
Dotty then told Betsy to move behind her. Dotty took a banana and peeled
it. They weren't ripe yet, so the banana was quite firm. Dotty put the
banana to her anus and then told Betsy to wet it and help it in. For my
benefit, Betsy took the banana in her mouth slowly, licking around the tip,
and gently closing her lips over it. She then spit all over the banana and
used her hands to guide it gently into Dotty's ass, being careful not to
break it. I was amazed at how easily Dotty relaxed her sphincter to let it
in. The tip of the banana disappeared up Dotty's ass. Dotty then told Betsy
to watch and she positioned her anus over my face. As I was staring right
into her anal opening, the banana started to come out slowly. Dotty worked
it like an expert, pushing it out and then drawing it back in a little.
When a couple of inches were hanging out, Dotty pushed her ass right over
my mouth. The end of the banana went into mouth, Dotty jerked and it broke
off. The combination of banana along with Dotty's scent and flavor was
nirvana. Dotty moved her ass back into the air, turned around to look at
Betsy, and smirked as Betsy realized I had really eaten the banana. In a
childish voice, Betsy exclaimed, "Dotty go Potty!" Dotty then let the rest
of the banana slowly drop from her anus into my mouth, and I ate it like a
hungry chimp. Dotty got up and told Betsy to squat over me in the same
position. Dotty peeled another banana, and then gently worked it into
Betsy's anus. Betsy quickly learned how to maneuver the fruit, and it was
soon all the way in. Betsy told me to open wide. I stared into her
partially open anus as the tip of the banana appeared. Suddenly, Betsy
tensed hard and the banana plopped out of her ass into my mouth. Dotty
squeezed my nose to make sure I'd swallow the whole thing.
Betsy then coyly asked Dotty to join her in the kitchen. They quickly
returned, holding a pint of Haagen-Daaz. Dotty took several spoonfuls of
the cold ice cream and spread it on my balls and penis. My balls retreated
and my hardon relaxed. Dotty then told Betsy to lap up the melting ice
cream. Betsy bent down over me and I felt her tongue licking my balls. The
warmth was invig- orating, and my balls started to descend again. Betsy
moved her tongue up to my cock and started licking it like an ice cream
cone. She licked slowly, swirling the ice cream around her mouth after each
lick. On occasion, she would take my whole penis into her mouth and use her
lips to clean off the ice cream. Dotty would then place another spoonful on
my cock. All this torture was too much. I started grinding around and the
women knew what was coming (literally...). Betsy took me into her mouth
fully and sucked hard, her tongue rubbing up and down. The mop up my ass
stimulated me beyond control, I tensed up and my orgasm hit full force.
Betsy removed her mouth right before my first ejacu- lation, she used her
hands to coax and aim the thick juice shoot- ing out. The white goo landed
all over my pubes. Dotty took more ice cream, and told Betsy to eat the ice
cream and whipped cream topping! Betsy greedily licked up the whole mess.
The two women got up and walked to the bathroom. They were giggling as I
heard piddling in the toilet. I wished I could see what they were doing in
there...
When they returned, I pleaded to go to the bathroom. Betsy was ready to
untie me, but Dotty told her to wait and ran from the room. When she
returned, she had two pair of handcuffs. I stared at her and she said, "I'm
a cop, I always carry them." She put one pair around my ankles. Then she
sat over me while Betsy untied my arms. Dotty forcibly turned me over, put
my arms behind my back and cuffed me. I didn't bother to resist, she really
knew what she was doing. I was stood up, led into the bathroom, and stood
in front of the toilet. Dotty took a watch and set the timer for five
minutes. She had Betsy squat beside me, her face at my crotch and she
squatted down on my other side. She then said I had to finish pissing
before the timer went off. No problem, I thought, all I need to do is get
over the embar- rassment of being watched at such a close distance. Dotty
took an arm and placed it around Betsy's head. She pulled Betsy towards my
cock and leaned into it at the same time. Their lips met together with my
penis in the middle. I felt their tongues lapping me and each other. I
became rock hard instantly. They both stayed away from the head as they
moved their lips up and down my shaft. I realized that several minutes had
elapsed. I tensed my arms to increase the pressure on the cuffs. The metal
cut into my wrists, the pain became intense and started to dis- tract me. I
concentrated on pissing, squeezing my bladder as hard as I could stand. It
seemed to take ages, but my hardon went down a little and finally a few
drops of piss dribbled out and splashed into the bowl. I tensed really hard
and got a stream to shoot out. It was excruciating to ignore the efforts of
the women's lips and tongues. I finally sustained a stream. I was still
emptying my bladder when the timer went off. Dotty gently squeezed my
penis, and I painfully stopped the flow. She turned me away from the
toilet, flushed it, and they led me back to the bed.
Once again I was tied to the bed. Dotty took her panties and disappeared
into the bathroom again. She came back holding her panties, which were
soaking wet. Dotty placed them over my face. As a few drops ran off the
panties and started going up my nose, I admired the scent of her piss. The
women left me in the room, It took me awhile, but I finally dozed off while
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The women entered the bedroom and I awoke. Dotty told me how Betsy
mentioned the night we met, what we did, etc. All of our intimate scenes
were described! Dotty complemented the way I had spanked Betsy.
Dotty directed Betty to sit between my legs. Dotty squatted over my face,
and just like the first time, thrust her anus right at my lips. Her scent
was exquisitely exciting. I inhaled deeper to get even more of the scent.
My tongue came out and circled around her anus, quickly finding the center
and quickly being allowed in. I pushed my tongue in and out of Dotty's
anus, my smell and taste glands in heaven. Dotty took her arms and leaned
back on them. I felt something on my chest, and realized that it was
Betsy's head moving towards Dotty's crotch. Betsy lay down on my chest &
stomach with her head buried in between Dotty's legs. I could hear Betsy's
slurping, and could feel Dotty reacting to the clit licking she was get-
ting. Dotty pushed her butt harder onto my face, telling me to move my
tongue faster and deeper. My poor tongue had cramps! This kept up for a few
minutes until Dotty tensed and started trembling, her orgasm becoming quiet
verbal and physical. Dotty got up and told Betsy to move down toward my
feet. Dotty moved down over my penis, held it to her vagina, and sat down
on it. Dotty was very wet, I slid in easily. I could feel her juices on my
pubic hair. She ground around a little, and then got up off my penis. Still
holding it, she directed it to her anus, rubbing it around and gently
pushing it in. I was amazed at how easily she opened her anus and took my
penis in. Pretty soon, I was all the way in her anus. I was about to cum
when she warned me not to. Hey, I was still bound, I wasn't going to
disobey someone bigger than me. After a few strokes, Dotty got up and knelt
down with her face to my penis. She sniffed at it, and then licked it all
over. As she did this, I could hear her moan. She got back on and kept
grinding around. Betsy moved into position again and started licking Dotty.
It was only a couple of minutes before Dotty came again. She sat there with
my penis in her ass for several minutes, then got up and rubbed my penis
all over her face. Dotty then licked me off and licked her face. My balls
were turning blue from the intense sensations, I couldn't hold back any
longer. With a deep breathe I started to spasm and orgasm, my hot cum
shooting onto Dotty's face and into her mouth. She didn't seem to mind, her
hands helped me along and she greedily licked it all up. When I was done
though, she told me I needed punishment for disobeying. She told me I
smelled like a pig because I didn't shower enough, and how pigs live in
their own piss and shit. She said she was glad I was tied into my pig sty.
Dotty got up and had Betsy sit on my face. Dotty told me to make Betsy real
happy. My tongue licked up and down her labia, tasting her copious juices
and the salty taste of old urine. The pheromones were intoxicating, I felt
the blood rush- ing to my penis again. My tongue moved up and down Betsy's
crack, spreading her juices. I finally settled my lips over her clit, using
the suction to pull it out of the hood as I licked it gently with my
tongue. I felt something hit my chin. It was Dotty's hands, spreading
Betsy's ass cheeks and running up and down her crack. Dotty stuck a finger
(or more?) into Betsy's vagina and spread the juices back onto her anus.
Betsy started squealing in delight as Dotty's finger went into her rear. I
felt another finger work its way into Betsy's vagina, and then it moved
out. Betsy moaned "slower," Dotty was pushing another finger into her anus!
Betsy was squirming more and more on my face, I increased the pace and
could feel Dotty do the same. Betsy shuddered violently, the subsequent
spasms of her orgasm were so strong I thought she'd break my nose.
Dotty coaxed Betsy up off my face, and I could then see that she had her
first two fingers all the way into Betsy's anus. She gently pulled Betsy
back past my stomach and positioned her over my penis. She sat Betsy down
with my penis pushing into her vagina. I was rock hard again and it felt
really good. It only lasted a couple of minutes, Dotty pulled Betsy up off
my penis, removed her fingers, and repositioned my penis at the entrance to
Betsy's anus. Betsy was so loose and wet that I slipped right in. I had
always been so careful with Betsy so as not to cause pain, Dotty had her
anus relaxed far beyond what I had been able to do. Her hot ass around my
penis felt fantastic.
Dotty stood up and had Betsy lean back onto her arms, so her crotch opened
towards my chest. Dotty then took her hand and pressed on Betsy's pubic
hair and stomach, telling Betsy to let loose. Dotty's other hand spread
Betsy's labia. A few drops of piss started to flow, Dotty aimed the stream
as high as she could towards my head. She pushed harder. I felt Betsy
clench her abdomen and the stream suddenly increased. Dotty aimed it at my
torso, hitting my navel and nipples. She took her other hand and spread the
piss all over my body. She increased the height and got some to splatter on
my face. It tasted like the beer, wa- tery, but saltier. All this turned me
on even more and I started pumping harder into Betsy. When Betsy's piss
stopped, Dotty moved until she was squatting over my face, looking down at
me. She put her hands flat against her pubic hair. She said, "this place is
a pig sty and your a pig." Piss started flowing, run- ning off her labia
and dripping onto my face and neck. Dotty was giggling as she watch it hit
me. She moved back and forth to cover my face. She took her hands and
turned my head to the side and wet down my hair and ears. She held my nose
until I opened my mouth. Dotty clenched really hard and piss flew out like
a faucet, quickly filling my mouth. Dotty told me to swallow if I wanted to
breathe. She'd been talking with Betsy, no doubt. I swallowed and she
released my nose. The piss continued. I hadn't failed to notice that Betsy
was squirming around, she had a hand between her legs masturbating her
clit. Her other arm had moved behind her, it was pushing the broom in and
out of my anus. This was too much. I heaved a few times and starting
shooting my cum into Betsy's anus. Dotty was still pissing as I finished
coming. I was all done, but Dotty stayed there, punishing me with more
piss. Her bladder was endless. Finally she was empty, she got up and pulled
Betsy up off my penis. She pushed Betsy down over my face and told me to
suck my cum out of Betsy's ass. I had little choice. Even though I was
drained, the taste of my salty thick cum mingled with Betsy's anal odor was
a turn on. As I sucked on Betsy's anus, I felt Dotty rubbing my penis
against her face and licking it clean. She took the mop and began pump- ing
it in and out of my anus again. I became fully hard very quickly, faster
than I thought possible. Dotty squeezed the base of my penis with her
fingers to make it even harder. I was delirious with delight. I mumbled
about coming again, and my body started pumping up and down. My face fell
away from Betsy's ass. As I stared up into her crotch, she dribbled a
little more of her piss onto my lips. I shuddered as another orgasm began,
I only shot a little into Dotty's mouth, but it still felt wonder- ful. The
women got up and excused themselves, I heard them go into Dotty's bedroom.
The doors were left open, I heard squeals and moans of delight, it sounded
like Betsy was giving Dotty several orgasms. I wished I could see! Then I
heard Betsy's sounds of bliss, quieter then Dotty.
Things were quieter for awhile, and then the women came in and untied me.
The three of us retired into the bathroom and took a loving bath together.
Dotty made sure that our anuses were super clean. We washed each other
carefully. It was sensu- al, rubbing soap on their beautiful bodies. I was
more than happy to dry both women, getting to admire their wonderful bodies
at close sight.
We dressed and ate a late dinner. I was famished. Afterwards, we watched a
flick on the VCR. When we were tired, we returned to the bedroom, changed
the grossed out sheets, and settled down for a nice long sleep.
I waited until Betsy and Dotty were soundly sleeping. I very got Betsy (I
knew she was a deep sleeper) turned around on the bed. I then carefully
handcuffed one of Betsy's wrists to Dotty's ankle. I then used the other
pair to cuff Dotty's wrist to Betsy's ankle. This woke Dotty up, she jumped
up, dragging Betsy's leg and awakening her. They couldn't move very far
like that, I stayed out of reach of the flailing arms. I ran into Dotty's
room and found her bag of goodies. I grabbed two chains and shackles. When
I got back to the bedroom, The women were falling off the bed trying to
figure out how to move. I got them back on the bed and managed to shackle
the remaining limbs. Betsy was openly enjoying this, but Dotty was really
pissed. I pushed them together and worked their heads in between the
other's legs. I wrapped rope around their torsos and secured their legs,
forcing them to keep that position. It was a sight, Betsy and Dotty lying
side by side on the bed, heads at each other's crotch, neither able to move
freely. I told them to enjoy each other, and left the room. I heard some
protests for a few minutes, but after awhile moans of pleasure emerged from
the room. I waited until all the moans died down, and then lay down and
took a nap.
I was awakened by Dotty's yelling. She was livid. I went into the bedroom
and Betsy begged to be untied. She pleaded to be allowed to use the
bathroom. I wanted some revenge for the day before, so I got dressed and
went out to run some errands. I returned in the early afternoon. I went
into the bedroom and heard moaning. Not what I expected. Dotty and Betsy
were eating each other with vigor. They both had wet hair, the sheets were
soaked, and their faces were wet. I got closer to investigate, and actually
saw Dotty shoot some piss at Betsy's face. I knew they couldn't hold it
forever, but I never expected them to enjoy it that much. I was almost
jealous. Not wanting to miss out on a good opportunity, I took my clothes
off and got myself into the action.
Well, enough of this session. Dotty and Betsy had some explaining to do
about their past, and there were several days left to the visit. Lest you
be discouraged, there is plenty left to tell about that week, but I need a
rest before writing more...
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This is the third 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...)
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A Kinky Story - Part 3
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Here I've told two tales and never mentioned my name. Well, you can call me
Luke Warmwater. Betsy Wetsy thought that up, guess we're just two of a
kind.
In case you forgot, the last tale (part 2) left off with Betsy's friend
Dotty visiting us. This was the most sexually varied week of my life, so I
just have to describe more of what went on.
The next day, the three of us took a ride to the country. It was hot and
humid, we were all sweating. Luckily we had packed a large cooler full of
soda. We stayed out until it was dark and then headed back. On the way
home, Betsy asked me to stop for a john. Every place we stopped was already
closed for the night. Dotty and I were getting busted bladders too. Final-
ly we saw a shopping mall off the exit. No gas station, just the mall. I
pulled in and parked in a hurry. We ran into the mall and asked about the
johns. "We're sorry, we had a major plumbing problem and there's no water
in the mall." Oh, the pain. We needed relief and there were all these
people around. We walked out of that store, wondering where to go (punny,
huh?). Dotty pointed towards a disabled person's ramp that had a brick wall
next to it. She led us over behind it. The wall came up to above our
stomachs. Dotty turned and faced the crowd, spreading her legs and leaning
on the low wall. She started to casually talk with us, and I heard a
splattering noise. I looked down and saw a stream of liquid running down
the ramp, coming from under Dotty's skirt. Betsy noticed it too, assumed
the same position next to her, and I heard more splattering. 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

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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...
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This is the fourth part to "A Kinky Story". It involves a hetero male and
two bi women.
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A Kinky Story - Part 4
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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...
