"Valerie"

Ladies room

   Valerie entered the restroom of the cafe. She had to pee badly. She

had almost wet herself when she sat at the table. She found a vacant

stall and rushed inside, slamming the door behind her. She practically

threw her jeans off, the pee starting to spurt out as she sat down.

'Whew' she thought, 'I almost didn't make it!'

   The feel of relief rushed over her as she emptied her bladder. While

she was sitting on the toilet she heard the door open and someone come

into the restroom, though she didn't pay it much attention, this was a

public restroom after all. The pee kept gushing from her pussy like an

endless stream. She leaned back against the cold porcelain toilet,

sighing deeply as she finished peeing. She tore off a piece of paper,

reaching down wiping the remaining drops from her pussy, then stood up

pulling up her panties and jeans.

   As she flushed the toilet she went out from the stall, over to the

sink, washing her hands. She couldn't help smile when she saw herself

in the mirror, .the pink hair is a perfect touch' she thought. And it

was indeed, the pink hair made her look more interesting somehow. She

wiped off her hands and started to head for the cafe again.

   Just then something caught her attention and she stopped. She stood

still, holding her breath. Had she heard right? Her heart stood still

for a second, then she heard it again. There was no doubt about it, it

was the sound of someone moaning, though it was low and muffled. Now

she was curious about finding out what was going on. Was someone doing

it in here, was someone masturbating?

   Valerie snuck up to the wall, gently walking along the smooth tiled

wall. Her hands pressed firmly against the cold tiles. She stopped as

she heard the sound again. She knew it came from the door infront of

her. She wanted to peek, but was afraid. She turned around facing the

mirror again, so she wouldn't seem too suspicious if someone came into

the restroom. She stood still, looking in the mirror, alert, listening

to the muffled moaning. She could see in the reflection that apperantly

there was only one person inside the stall - only one pair of feet

could be seen, women's shoes.

   Slowly Valerie snuck into the nextdoor stall, quietly closing the

door behind her. Then she stood there for several seconds, listening to

the sounds nextdoor. She wanted to see more, she needed to see what

was going on.

   She bit her lower lip as she slowly stepped up on the toiletseat

and slowly raised her head to see what was going on. She could see the

dark hair of a woman. She was sitting on the toilet. Gradually she

could see more and more as she leaned closer. She saw the woman sitting

on the toilet with a hand between her legs. She was playing with

herself, but what was most exciting was that she was peeing on her

fingers as she was playing with herself. What the mystery woman did

next amazed Valerie. She brought her piss-soaked fingers to her mouth

and licking them clean, taking each finger into her mouth, sucking it

like it was a cock.

   Valerie came back down on the floor and went out from the stall. Her

pussy was soaking wet, and she could feel a moist spot in her panties.

This was one of the most nasty things she had ever seen. She snuck up

to the door to the cafe and locked it. The she went back into the

stall and undressed. She brought her cotton panties to her nose. The

wet spot was fairly noticeable. She ran the tip of her tongue over her

panties, tasting herself, tasting the result of watching the woman.

   As she snuck up to the door, she was wondering whether or not she

should do this. What if the woman freaked, what if she was discovered.

'I have to make up my mind' she thought, then reached out to the door.

Closing her hand around the knob she whispered to herself "here goes!"

   The door swung open as she pulled the knob. The woman inside looked

up, a surprised face met Valerie. She could see how the woman blushed,

turning very red. Her hand was still between her legs, and she pulled

it back. The piss dripping from the wet hand. She sat with her mouth

open in shock, watching the naked young girl infront of her.

   "So you like your own piss?" Valerie said as she stepped into the

stall, closing the door behind her. She flipped over the lock, the pair

trapped inside the confined walls together.

   "Wha..." the woman uttered, trying desperately to find words and

trying to cover up herself.

   "I watched you lick the pee off your fingers..." Valerie said with a

wicked smile. "You like pee, don't you?!"

   The woman turned even more red. She got up on her feet. Valerie saw

that she was cleanshaven. Valerie placed her small hands on the womans

shoulders, pressing downwards. Eventhough the woman was much stronger

than Valerie, she sat down. 'Perhaps she wants this' Valerie thought.

   Valerie turned around and bended forward. "Lick my pussy" she

whispered. She felt the hot breath of the mystery woman on her ass,

then felt it on her pussy. She closed her eyes. She was soaking wet by

now. This was too hot, this could only happen in dreams. Then she felt

the tongue brush over her labia.

   "You...you are so wet?" the woman said in disbelief.

   "Watching you made me hot. Now lick me, please!" Valerie said as she

pressed her behind against the womans face, feeling her nose brush

against her asshole.

   Then she felt the tongue press against the labia, forcing its way

inside Valerie's wet pussy. The tongue twirled around, bathing in the

creamy juices of the soaked pussy. The woman started rubbing her hands

on Valerie's thighs, caressing them gently. Her tongue probing deeper

and deeper.

   Valerie couldn't hold back any longer. Surprised, she released her

bladder. The warm stream of pee spurting into the mouth of the woman.

Both girl and woman were equally surprised. The woman gulped down as

much as she could, her entire face getting soaked in girls piss. She

was moaning between gulps. Valerie rubbed her pussy all over the womans

face as the stream of pee continued to wash over the woman. However,

she could not pee much as she had just been peeing herself.

   The stream lessened in strength and soon turned to a dripple. The

woman licked and sucked Valerie's pussy hard, wanting the remaining

pee. Her face was dripping warm pee, her breasts covered with the

precious liquid.

   "Keep licking me" Valerie moaned.

   The woman did as she was told. Her tongue kept on exploring the

pussy of this young hot girl. The mixture of piss and pussy juice was

intoxicating. Gradually her tongue went up to Valerie's asshole, gently

circling the puckered hole, occassionally tapping against the tightly

closed hole.

   Valerie reached back with both hands, spreading her buttocks widely.

"Lick my asshole, bitch!" she moaned. She wanted to teach this dirty

bitch a lesson, wanted to humiliate her, wanting to make her into her

own personal toilet.

   Pressing hard, Valerie started to relieve herself. She felt herself

getting ready to drop a load. This was so dirty, so kinky. Her pussy

was dripping wet. She could feel her juices run down her innerthighs.

   Then the first part of a foul smelling turd erupted through the

tight hole. The woman brushed her tongue over it, pulling back her

head in disbelief. Valerie kept pushing, and more of the turd came into

sight.

   "Keep licking me, you filthy whore..." she commanded.

   The woman bend forward again, closing her eyes. The smell of feces

hanged deep in her nose. She wanted out, but at the same time she

wanted to do this. She stuck out her tongue, running it around the tip

of the protruding turd. The foul smell coated her tongue, almost making

her gag. Then Valerie pressed her ass hard against her face and forced

the turd into her mouth and dropping it inside her mouth.

   Valerie turned around, looking at the woman. She sat there with her

mouth wide open. A turd lying on her tongue. She looked at Valerie,

both in disbelief and respect. Valerie smiled at the sight. Here she

was with a complete stranger, a grown woman to be exact. And she had a

turd in her mouth, and she sat there waiting for her to tell her what

to do.

   "Swallow it, whore!" Valerie said and ran a hand over the woman's

hair.

   The woman closed her eyes and then closed her mouth. She was

grimacking as she gulped down the turd. Valerie could see the distinct

signs of discomfort on her face.

   Eventually the woman opened her eyes and stared at Valerie.

   "Open up. I want to see if you did a good job!"

   She opened her mouth widely, revealing no turd in her mouth.

   'Damn, she really did swallow it' Valerie thought.

   "Thank you..." the woman whispered.

   "What?" Valerie asked.

   "Thank you, mistress." the woman replied, looking at the floor.

   Valerie couldn't help but flash a wide smile and giggle. This woman

was calling her mistress. This was not happening! She almost pinched

herself just to make sure.

   "I should be going" Valerie said, wanting to get out of there. She

felt so ashamed of what had just transpired. She wanted to rush out of

the room. She went out from the stall and headed off to get dressed. As

she dressed she saw the woman in the mirror. She was writing something

on a piece of paper, and she was still naked.

   Just as Valerie was about to unlock the maindoor, the woman came up

from behind.

   "Excuse me, Mistress!" she said in a low voice.

   Valerie turned around.

   "Here. Here is my number," the woman said, "I would like it very

much for you to call me. Please call me. I will do anything you want me

to do. I will be your slave."

   Valerie took the paper and put it in her pocket and unlocked the

door. A line of women stood outside. They looked somewhat angered, but

when they saw the naked woman behind Valerie, surprise and confusion

rushed over them. The pink-haired teen zig-zagged around the bunch of

muffled women, heading out of the cafe. A great sense of relief in her

body.

   "That was some visit to the toilet" she said to herself as she

walked down the street. She reached into her pocket, making sure she

still had the paper...