Three Caught Short - Sex Stories

Three Caught Short

... the lady through to her en-suite bathroom. In a re-run of the night before, she climbs into the bath and opens her legs ready for me and my mate to aim hot jets of piss straight at her pink slit, which she has pulled open for maximum effect. She’s soon squirming around as the pressure of our combined golden showers tip her swollen bud over the edge and she squeals her pleasure as we re-direct our aim at her tits and open mouth. ‘Aww, fuck, that was hot!’ says Weasel, who has really taken a shine to all this perversion. ‘What happens now?’ I look at the woman and grin. ‘You got enough pee in you?’ I ask her. ‘Oh yes!’ she says, standing up in the puddle of our piss that’s slowly draining down the plug hole. ‘I’m going to enjoy this.’ She reaches out her hand to Weasel, who thinks she wants helping out of the bath. ‘Oh no,’ she says. ‘It’s your turn to get in here now.’ My pal looks a bit worried, but has clearly remembered Rules Numbers One and Two, so he does as he’s told. ‘Lie down where I was,’ she tells him and he duly complies. ‘What you going to do?’ he mumbles as he positions himself in the bath. ‘Pee on you, of course!’ comes the reply and she promptly pushes Weezer until he’s more or less lying down flat and then positions herself over his head before unleashing a stream of her own urine directly at his open mouth. ‘Fucking hell!’ splutters Weasel, as she turns off the flow and nods to me to join them in there. I squeeze in at the opposite end of the bath to my mate ...

... and she resumes her flow, pissing into my mouth this time. Weasel has been stroking his cock back into life and, when she’s finished emptying her bladder, he pulls her down on to it, impaling her dripping cunt onto his eight-inch boner. She rides him reverse cow girl style, her tits bouncing wildly as she gets into her stride. I decide to bide my time, lying back and watching as I stroke my own growing manhood, wiping the precum from the end with my thumb and rubbing it across my lips. When she’s had Weasel’s latest sticky deposit inside her hot pussy I pull her on top of me, kissing her roughly with my cum-covered lips while I squeeze her ass cheeks and press my cock against her mound. She slides up my body and squats herself over my pulsing prick, dropping down on to it, Weasel’s jism still dripping from her swollen labia. Again, she rides me for all she’s worth, quickly hitting her peak, her stiff bud still hyper-sensitive from the treatment Weezer’s magic wand has given it. I keep thrusting into her and she whimpers each time I hit her cervix, but she doesn’t tell me to stop, so I carry on until my balls swell and I shoot my load deep inside her. The three of us are worn out by now and stay in the bath, panting and, in her case, moaning quietly while we catch our breath. It’s the start of a long night of fucking and pissing which finally comes to an end just as dawn is breaking. A final shared shower, with much kissing, squeezing and fingering brings the hot session to an ...