A Special Kind of Love Pt. 10 - Sex Stories

A Special Kind of Love Pt. 10

... dribbling, do it here please."

"What! By the front door, in the hall?"

"Just get my fucking knickers down before I piss myself!"

Katie got the message loud and clear.

"Err, yes okay."

Katie immediately set about undoing her mum's jeans, she was all fingers and thumbs again. For reasons she couldn't quite work out it always seemed harder undoing the button on someone else's jeans than it was your own.

"Hurry up Katie, I'm dribbling again!"

Katie frantically worked at the tight-fitting black jeans her mum was wearing. "Got it!" she exclaimed as the offending button came undone. She then pulled the zip down at lightning speed and then pulled Lucy's jeans down. Her mum hurriedly stepped out of them but one leg got caught.

"Fuck it! I should have worn something easier to remove."

"Hold on Mum, don't do it yet! We'll get them off."

By now Katie was on her knees desperately trying to free her mum's foot from the leg of the material.

"Got it!" She shouted again and as she went to discard the jeans she noticed the wet patch in the crotch where her mum had dribbled. Katie put her nose against the urine-soaked patch to have a smell.

"For fuck's sake Katie, I don't have time for that! Get my knickers down, I need a piss!"

Katie came to life again, grabbed her mum's knickers by the waistband and pulled them down. As she did so it was clear her mum was not far from wetting herself. Katie wanted to suck on her mum's wet knickers but thought better of ...

... it, instead she pulled them off the ends of her legs and threw them on top of the jeans.

Lucy positioned herself prompting Katie to do the same. Mum then released a stream of piss, Katie could hear the sigh of relief even before the first splash of urine hit its target.

Katie's mouth filled quickly, there were no more instructions to 'swallow', the act of urination between giver and receiver was now automatic and natural. Katie gulped down mouthful after mouthful and Lucy slowed her stream as much as she could at the appropriate moments. The result was extremely effective as Lucy's toilet managed to swallow most of her mum's offering. The occasional splashes and dribbles onto Katie's shirt were small and almost inconsequential.

"Fuck Mum! I thought you were never going to stop!"

"I did warn you, I said I was bursting!"

"I should think you fucking were!" Katie's language was getting cruder by the day, something which was being encouraged and much appreciated by her mum.

"I love you swearing like that, your mouth is getting fouler by the day, you fucking dirty cunt!"

Katie laughed followed by her mum.

"Was I a good toilet just now?" Asked a still insecure Katie.

"Of course you were darling..." Lucy paused before continuing "And you are going to make a wonderful toilet for Mummy."

That comment was music to Katie's ears who then gave her mum her trademark grin. A grin her mum knew was the result of total joy and happiness. Lucy was pleased for her ...