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A Kinky Story
by Luke Warmwater (address defunct)
 
***

This story is about no-holds-bared sex threesome, not 
for the novice reader. (MFF, bi, dom, bd, ws, scat)

***

Author Notes: 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 a deviated pervert, but I'm still a humanist).

***

Betty and I both work for the same firm. She works in 
another building, so we never really met until the 
company picnic. 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 immediately. 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 answered, "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 rose 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.

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 obediently 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.

My bladder was so full my "piss-hard-on" 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 bladder. I 
needed relief fast. I said, "Mistress, what must I 
endure and what must I do for you to earn the right to 
piss?"

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 repeating 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.

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 resistance. 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 splendid 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, 
lingering 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 want."

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 laid 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, cleaning 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 returned 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.

*** 

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 Dottie'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 Dottie'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 
Dottie'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 Dottie'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. 
Dottie'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 Dottie's anus and gently started pushing 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 entering 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 Dottie'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 Dottie'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 Dottie'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-Dazs. 

Dotty took several spoonfuls of the cold ice cream and 
spread it on my balls and penis. My balls retreated and 
my hard-on 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 
invigorating, 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 ejaculation, she used her hands to coax and aim 
the thick juice shooting 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 
embarrassment 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 distract me. 

I concentrated on pissing, squeezing my bladder as hard 
as I could stand. It seemed to take ages, but my hard-
on 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 they ate.

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 Dottie'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 Dottie's crotch. Betsy lay 
down on my chest & stomach with her head buried in 
between Dottie's legs. I could hear Betsy's slurping, 
and could feel Dotty reacting to the clit licking she 
was getting. 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 
Dottie'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 rushing 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 Dottie'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 
Dottie'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. Dottie'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, 
watery, 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, running 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 pumping 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 Dottie's mouth, but it still felt 
wonderful. The women got up and excused themselves, I 
heard them go into Dottie'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 sensual, 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 Dottie's ankle. I then used the other 
pair to cuff Dottie'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 
Dottie'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 Dottie'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.

***

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. 

Finally 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 Dottie'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 Dottie'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 Dottie'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. Dottie'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 Dottie'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 Dottie's face. Betsy kissed 
Dottie's face and they swapped pie fillings & cream on 
their tongues. I took a pie out of the tin and brought 
it up between Dottie'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 hard-on 
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 Dottie'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 Dottie'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 Dottie'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 
another. 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 lie 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 Dottie'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 Dottie'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 Dottie'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 
Dottie'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 Dottie'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 
suddenly 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 
Dottie'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 Dottie'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 Dottie'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...

***

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 perfectly 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 dessert, 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. 
Dottie's piss didn't really ruin the wine taste, much 
to my relief. After I emptied my glass, Dottie'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 Dottie's hand move to my 
crotch. She manipulated my zipper down and managed to 
get my semi-hard penis out. Then she started stroking 
me expertly. Her other hand disappeared 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 Dottie'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 Dottie'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 offered 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 helplessly 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 moaning something like "unbelievable, holy 
shit!!!" Dotty was staring 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. 

Dottie'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 intercourse, 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...

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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