“My god,” she thought. “That could be Beth, Gina, Anne and me. We’ve each masturbated ourselves and Gina once fingered Anne to a climax. But I don’t believe any of us have eaten another girl’s pussy and peeing would be way out of the question. I’m afraid to bring it up with the group but I really want to know what that feels like.”
“Oooh, why am I still so horny now,” she breathed as she turned the vibrator back on and circled her clit with a fingertip. “I wish I knew someone who would like to lick my cunt until I could cum and maybe let us pee on each other.”
“And peeing seems like such a natural thing to do, I wonder why it is considered perverted,” she continued to muse. “I pee on my hands while I’m masturbating in the shower, so what’s the difference if it’s my pee or someone else’s? Don’t know about drinking it, though.”
As she drifted along in her post-orgasmic bliss, her mind replayed her mom’s phone call. “Who is Rob?” she again thought. “He was able to bring mom to an orgasm just by talking to her on the phone and it sounds like they have a thing on-going. I bet he’d be able to solve my dilemma.”
She snuck back down the hall and listened at her mother’s door. Deep breathing was the only sound. She snuck in and gently removed mom’s cell from the night stand. She retreated to her room and searched her mom’s address book….”Rob, Rob, why was there no Rob in her book?” Then she searched ‘received calls’ and found a Portland number from just 65 minutes ago.
She memorized the number then returned mom’s phone. As she drifted off to sleep, she wondered how she could contact him without freaking him out.
The next week, she was sitting at Pizza Hut with Anne. They started to talk about hot boys and the usual banter about sex but neither girl had ever had intercourse before, although with their vibrators they’d long ago solved the intact hymen issue. She paused then said, “Can I tell you something in complete confidence?”
Anne looked shocked and said, “Angie, you’re my bff, of course you can.”
“I caught my mom masturbating last week while she was on the phone with some guy named Rob.”
“You’re kidding!”
“No, and then I snuck in and copied down his phone number.”
“What on earth for? You’re going to call him and bitch that he’s ruining your family?” she asked.
“No, silly! I’ve never seen my mom so happy. Whatever this Rob guy has, he’s very special to her. I want to meet him and see if he’d be willing to do a few things to me that I can’t even talk about with you guys.”
“OK, now you’ve got me way curious,” she smiled. “What things?”
“Anne, have you ever had someone lick your pussy?” she blushed but finally blurted out. “Or take a pee on you?”
“Eeeu,” she said.
“See why I can’t discuss these things with our group!” I said.
“Chill. I’m just not used to thinking about that sort of thing. We frig ourselves and sometimes each other. We use our vibrators and, you can’t tell any of the others this, but I saw a huge black cock in a catalog my dad thought he’d hidden,” Anne said. “I ordered it with mom’s credit card since they promised to send in a plain box and the charge would appear as ‘Amazon Select.’”
“But pee? Eat a pussy?” Anne said, scrunching up her face. “I’d have to be really drunk to do either of those things. You’re a horny little pervert, Angie. I bet you’d even suck Tommy Smith’s dick!”
“Not a chance, he’s a total dickwad,” she answered. “But those other things seem like they’d be maybe fun to try. But, I need someone who has done them and is alright with doing it. Someone safe. That’s why I thought of this Rob guy.”
“Call him!” she squealed. “Use the phone on the counter so he won’t know who it is. I’ll distract Freddy while you make the call.”
I was sitting in my medical office when the cell chirped an unknown ring tone. “Pizza Hut?” I questioned? “Hello, Dr. White speaking. May I help you?” The line went dead. “Wrong number,” I surmised as I returned to my charts.
“Wow,” Angie said, “He’s a doctor!”
“Awesome! Let’s look him up.” So we googled ‘Rob White, MD’ and there was his office address and phone, home address and the cell phone we’d just called. Way too much information is available for any shred of privacy today. He lived on SE 39th actually only about a mile from our place.
Later that evening, Angie asked her mom if she could borrow the car to pick up Anne and go to a movie.
“You’ll have to be careful, Angela, on your new license. Sixteen year-olds are the most likely group to have an accident.”
“I know mom,” She replied. “They pound that into us in Driver’s Ed. I’ll be careful.”
She drove over and parked two houses down from Dr. White’s. Screwing up all her courage, she walked up, mounted the steps and pushed the bell. He opened the door and his eyes bugged out of his head as he about dropped the glass he held in his hand. He stammered, “Uh…uh, aren’t you Angie Morgan?”
“Yes I am, Dr. White. Or may I call you Ben?” she asked. “Don’t be mad at me but I swiped your number from my mom’s phone and I really need to talk to you.”
“OK,” he gulped, “Come on in.” After we were seated on the only furniture, a couch, in the living room he asked, “Is this about your parents and me?”
“Well, yes and no,” she began. “I don’t know what the relationship is but I know my mom thinks highly of you. I guess dad is Ok with you. But I don’t know if he’s aware of you and her having phone sex,” she blurted out.
“Angie,” he began, “Our relationship is difficult to describe. I don’t know if you are ready to hear about it or understand it completely.”
”Try me” she demanded.
“OK, here goes. Your parents were having difficulties in their sex life. Your dad was unable to satisfy your mom but they didn’t want to go to clubs or hire surrogates. I met them in Astoria last summer and we reached an agreement that I would help Cheryl achieve her orgasms as often as she wanted. Ben wanted to watch us have sex and get to help her climax if he felt like it. That’s about it. Both of your parents are happy together again and we’ve been going strong for over a year now.”
“Wow! That’s why mom has been so happy and dad way less tense than he was before,” she smiled.
“Listen Angie, the only requirement we made was that you kids not find out about us,” he frowned. “I guess I’ve blown it big time.”
“I’m the only one who knows,” she added quickly. “Mom is not aware that I stole her cell last week when you gave her that huge orgasm. Bobby is clueless about girls, sex, and most everything else besides his computer, and Ty is 6. I won’t tell my parents if you won’t. It can be our huge secret.”
“Well,” I finally said. “I’d hate to give up on your parents. She’s a tremendous woman with an incredible appetite for lots of different sexual things. Your dad loves to explore his sexuality and is a great guy as well. I really like to hang out with both of them, and not just for the sex.”
“OK, you have a deal,” I agreed. We reached out to shake and I swear that I felt a spark like an electric shock as I touched her hand.
She felt something too and looked up at me with her beautiful green eyes. “Eyes exactly like her mother’s.” I thought. As I looked more closely, she was flawless. Light brown hair with blond highlights, skin lightly tanned with a dusting of freckles over her nose, not teenage acne, a slim neck, tiny waist and muscular long legs. Her tits were maybe B-cup but fit perfectly on her frame. She stood maybe 5’ 4” and would be a bit shorter than Cheryl when she’d finished growing. She was no more than 110 pounds. From the front I couldn’t see her butt but I remembered that gorgeous ass in a bikini from last year at the Holiday Inn pool. That mind picture made my cock awaken and I could feel it spring up suddenly at full mast as It pressed out the front of my shorts.