The Panty Pet Shoppe - Sex Stories

The Panty Pet Shoppe

... Greg's head as she came again. She was overcome with waves of pleasure. Masterbating wasn't even close to giving her the pleasure she was experiencing right now. Could there be anything better? Tori doubted it as her eyes fluttered open to see Sandy smiling at her. Sandy was out of her chair and leaning back against the kitchen counter with Glen on his knees before her. Sandy was ruffling Glen's hair as she watched him lick her pussy in long strokes from bottom to top. Tori's long blonde hair was tied in a ponytail and her smile showed Sandy that Greg had done a good job. Sandy called Greg from under the table, he went to kneel beside Tori's chair. Tori looked at Greg's red face soaked with her juices. He even had a few stray pubic hairs stuck to his face and she could see he was breathing deep & fast. Tori knew she had held him tight and guessed he had trouble breathing but she couldn't help it. She didn't want him to pull away just when she was about to cum. Sandy reached down and opened the cabinet door and brought out a small yellow funnel and wedged it between Glen's lips until Glen opened and gripped it with his teeth. His pleading eyes were ignored by Sandy who had Tori's full attention. Glen was used to doing this for Sandy it was just with someone new watching he felt even more degraded. Tori watched Glen cup the sides of the funnel as he tilted his head back. As soon as Sandy straddled it Tori knew what was about to happen and the shock showed in her deep blue ...

... eyes. One hand went to her mouth not quite blocking the 'OH! GOD' that leaked out between her fingers as Sandy's piss gushed and ran around inside the funnel before running into the hole and Glen's mouth. Tori saw the man's hands tremble as he held the funnel. Tori watched facinated as she saw Glen's throat, his Adam's apple bobbing swallowing as the foamy piss swirled in the funnel. When the last drop disappeared, Sandy took the funnel away and dropped her hairy pussy onto Glen's mouth. Tori watched Greg's mouth open to accept the funnel from Sandy. Greg tilted his head back as he looked up at Tori. Tori saw Sandy's smiling nod. 'You have to admit its just the right color' Sandy said with a smile as Tori moved her open thighs to straddle the funnel. Tori felt her bl**d rise to her cheeks as she blushed. She did have to pee. She had one hand on the counter to steady herself as she straddled the funnel. Once on, she rested back against the counter and licked her lips. She couldn't pee even thou she felt the familiar pressure. In back of her Sandy turned on the faucet in the kitchen sink. Tori closed her eyes and swallowed as she felt her muscles relax. Tori heard it, the familiar hiss and when she opened her eyes the man was drinking her piss. Tori watched the yellow stream swirl in the mouth of the funnel and the boy's throat working with every swallow. She was breathing hard while Greg gulped to keep up, she knew she was going to cum as soon as the boys mouth touched her pussy. ...