Welcome to part 4. Around 9,000 words, should be around 3 or 4 pages.
This story is primarily one about lesbian piss play. Many of you will be reading this because of that fact, some of you might have stumbled upon this story and not share that kink. If you are in the latter category you have been warned 😉
As always, everyone in this story is over the age of 18.
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I showered and freshened up, stretching as I dried myself in front of the full length mirror. With some satisfaction, I noted that I still looked good. The chiselled body of my youth had waned a little, but I’d kept myself trim and in good health and when I tensed my stomach there was still the hint of that six-pack. I had a few flecks of grey peppering the darker hair at my temples but, as I’ve told myself many times, there’s nothing wrong with a little silver fox when you’re in your mid-forties, it makes one look distinguished. I smiled as I accepted, or maybe convinced myself, that the girls could genuinely find me attractive and that they weren’t just fucking me for the life that my wealth enabled.
My eyes drifted to my cock made soft by this morning’s activities. Even though I’d cum twice already, the anticipation of what else the day might bring, meant that it was a little fatter, a little longer, a little more prominent than it would normally be. But I wasn’t satisfied with that. I opened my drawer and popped a little blue pill. It wasn’t that I needed it, hell it would be hours before I was ready to go again. It was just, like most men, my cock looked better when it was hard and I wanted to look good for as long as I could today. I also wanted to be able to reward the girls with a reaction. When they did something that turned me on if, as I hoped, they pissed for me, I wanted them to be able to see that they had got a response.
I smiled as I reflected on this morning. It had been perhaps the most sensual experience of my life. However, as erotic as it had been, I reaslised that I was hoping that it was only a prelude for what was to come. The girls had started their watersports journey with me only yesterday but I was a greedy little piglet who always wanted more. My fantasies, which were reflected in the porn I watched, went beyond what we’d done so far. Amy knew that, we’d shared that with each other, and I knew she would do what she could to help me get what I wanted.
And then there was the problem of how to get Amy what she wanted. That full-service lesbian three-some that she’d shown me last night. The more I thought about it the more excited I was to see it. You see, in truth, it wasn’t just about making Amy’s fantasy come true but mine too. I pictured what it would be like to watch Amy cumming as Charms rimmed her anus, to watch Amy pissing through her panties into one of their mouths; my cock nodded its approval. Like I said, I am a greedy little piglet.
We had agreed that today was a clothing-optional day and I took full advantage. I was fresh, and clean, and showered, and naked as I headed downstairs. I was first to the pool and settled into my sun lounger revelling in my outdoor nakedness. I hadn’t bothered with a book this time, I didn’t need it, there was no need for pretence from this point forward.
It was nearly an hour before the girls joined me and curiously I was pleased to see that they had worn their bathing suits. Earlier they had agreed to be naked but seeing them now in their bikinis made me realise that this was better. The suits hid nothing, their tits, their pussies, their tight teen bodies were on full display. But somehow that shimmer, that glow, the aura they created, enhanced their nudity, made it even more erotic.
Charms did a twirl before she planted her feet and looked me dead in the eye. “Are you okay with us wearing these?”
“Of course Charms, you all look amazing,” I replied.
She gave me a warm smile in response.
Amy made her way to her sunbed but Zoe and Charms remained standing, they were obviously waiting for something. As Amy relaxed and got comfortable Zoe and Charms moved together and wrapped their arms around each other. They looked into each other’s eyes and hesitated for a moment, but only for a moment, before their lips met and they kissed, humming their desire for each other. It was a sensuous and passion filled moment. Their hands roamed each other’s bodies, caressing and squeezing each other close, bumping their sexes together as they expressed their love and lust for the other.
I watched with a growing desire and I could see that Amy was too. It was clear that she was as turned on as I was by the display of teen lesbian lust but her face was also tinged with a little desperation and disappointment that she wasn’t part of it.
Charms’ and Zoe’s display came unexpectedly and it was clearly choreographed, and certainly had a purpose beyond simple titillation. Suddenly, I understood that there was a previously unseen dimension to this. It was clear that Zoe and Charms were passionate and practised lovers and had been for some time. But as watched them explore each other’s bodies I realised that they probably had little opportunity to enjoy each other outside of stolen moments in nightclub toilets or the occasional sleepover. I’d never been to their houses, never actually met any of their families, but I knew Zoe lived with four brothers. It was hard to imagine that they could make love at her house without one of the boys expecting to be able to join in, or at least watch. I knew Charms’ parents were very conservative and a little strict, perhaps not ready to accept that their perfect daughter wasn’t perfectly straight. This arrangement we had wasn’t just about finding opulent surroundings in which they could escape their otherwise drab existence, this was about finding a private space where they could indulge their fantasies, their desires, without being interrupted or judged. Although, to be honest, at that moment, I was judging them, and they were both receiving perfect 10s.
They parted breathlessly and glanced questioningly across to me. I smiled and nodded in response, a response that told them I understood and accepted that I wouldn’t always be involved and that this was a safe space for them too. They would have the private time they wanted.
With that established they retired to their sunbeds allowing their legs to drape open exposing their glistening pussies to my hungry gaze. It almost felt like a thank you, as if to say that they were free use to me, as well as to each other. My cock stirred at that notion.
When Amy spoke next, the slight quiver in her voice expressed how turned on she was. “Mimosas?” she asked hopefully.
We locked eyes, we all knew what the offer of champagne for breakfast would lead to.
“I’m okay with that,” I said as I nodded as nonchalantly as I could.
“I’d love some champagne,” Charms said with more than a hint of innuendo.
“You and me this time, Daddy,” Amy instructed.
“Fair enough darling,” I said as I rose from my lounger.
I followed Amy into the kitchen, she was no more than a few paces in before she excitedly whipped around and threw herself on me, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling my face to hers.
“Fuck, Daddy! That was soooo hot.” I could feel her breath on my lips.
“I know,” I breathed back, the wind knocked from my lungs by the power of her embrace. “I can’t believe they kissed like that.”
She kissed me, a deep, powerful, wet kiss. Our tongues entwined and I kissed her back with the passion that the moment demanded. It was the first time we had kissed like that, the first open-mouthed, tongue-involved kiss we had shared and that sudden realisation made Amy break the seal and stare into my eyes. The hunger, the desires that they revealed were reflected in mine and we shared that gaze for a moment as we silently acknowledged the significance of that kiss. She gently held my head and, without breaking eye contact, she brought her lips back to mine and we kissed again, wet, open, passionate, sensual.
She broke that kiss with a gasp before she breathed, “I’m not talking about the kiss. I’ve seen them kiss like that many times. I’m talking about you fucking them.”
I nodded in response. “That was hot. So fucking hot!” I practically growled, also slightly out of breath.
“I can’t believe you finally fucked them! How long have you been waiting for that, Daddy?”
“Longer than I would admit to you.”
She gave me a knowing smile.
“I loved how rough you were when you fucked Zoe and how gentle you were with Charms. Was she tight?”
“So tight,” I whispered as I held her gaze.
“Was it as good as you imagined?”
“Better.”
“Better? How?” she asked.
“Because you were there. As dirty as my fantasies were, you were never there to watch me. Having you there watch as I fucked them. Well… just… fuck! You know?”
She nodded understanding, then her smile faded and her face became a little earnest.
“But that wasn’t my favourite bit.”
I suspected that I knew what she was referring to but I wanted to hear her say it. “What was baby, which bit did you enjoy the most?”
“It was when you came on me. When you covered me with your cum.”
“My best bit too.”
She held my gaze for what seemed like an eternity before she spoke again.
“But I wanted more,” she whispered nervously.
“Me too,” I whispered back.
“I wanted you to make love to me, Daddy.”
My heart exploded with love, my cock roared with lust. “Me too, baby. Me too.”
It was the first time we had admitted in words what we wanted from each other and it took a moment for those admissions to sink in.
“Tonight?” she asked in a voice so soft it was barely audible.
“Tonight,” I promised in return.
We held each other for a moment longer.
“I haven’t showered yet.”
I gave her a quizzical look
“I haven’t washed your scent off. I wanted to smell of you all day. I wanted to be reminded of what we did and what we are doing tonight.”
I lowered my nose to the valley between her breasts and inhaled deeply.
“Do you like that smell, Daddy? Your spunk on your daughter’s skin?”
That pushed my buttons. I stood, eyes burning, nostrils flared. I hooked the single strap of her bathing costume and slipped it off her shoulder. I rolled it to below her breasts, exposing those soft gentle rounds, those jewel-like nipples that seemed to harden as I gazed upon them. Once again I pushed my nose into the gap between them and inhaled.
“I do love that smell,” I said with a growl that let her know the passions she’d inflamed.
I closed my lips around her taut nubs and gently sucked them into my mouth. They instantly strained and hardened to my touch.
“Mmm fuck,” she moaned, “Can you taste your spunk on my tits?”
My lust roared and I took nearly her whole breast into my mouth. My tongue lapped at her breast, her areola, her nipples.
“Yes,” I practically growled as I broke the seal on her breast.
She held my face so she could stare into my eyes. “You gonna cum on my tits again tonight, Daddy? Or are you going to cum in me?”
“Mmmm fuck!” I groaned as her words fanned my passions.
Hungrily I lowered my mouth to her other titty and I held her gaze as I sucked it whole into my mouth. I held her gaze as I lapped the remnants of my dried spunk from her breast, held her gaze as I lowered myself further.
As I continued my descent, I pulled her costume with me, exposing her ribs, her stomach, her abdomen, her pussy. I finished on my knees, my nose level with her sex, her swimsuit bunched up around her ankles. I could smell her arousal.
I jammed my nose into that delicious delta and inhaled so deeply.
“Do I smell good, Daddy?” she asked.
“Mmmm, fuck!” I said, my voice thick with lust.
“Taste me,” she instructed as she pulled me tight, “Taste me, Daddy.”
My eyes fluttered as my tongue snaked into that delectable valley and I lapped at my daughter’s sex. The taste was divine, the smell so alluring, her moans so erotic, my senses were overwhelmed. She ground her young sex against my face, her slippery vulva slid easily across my skin. My nose slipping between her lips, my tongue raking across her perineum. One moment my tongue was tickling her little sphincter, the next it was buried deep in her sopping wet pussy.
“Oh. Fuck. Daddy. We are going to have so much fun tonight.”
“Mmpff.” I grunted from between her legs.
“I’m going to cum on you now.”
Her eyes stared into mine with a sexual intensity that I found so arousing and yet hard to comprehend. Our journey had only begun a week ago, but so much had changed it seemed like an age had passed. A week ago I didn’t know she felt this way about me. I’d noticed how beautiful she’d become but I didn’t have thoughts of fucking her. But now, now! I was eating my daughter’s cunt like my life depended on it and we had promised each other that tonight we were going to become lovers; my head swam with the enormity of it.
My thoughts were interrupted as she took hold of my head and pressed herself to me almost painfully tight. Rhythmically she ground against me, muttering instructions, moaning her soft girly moans, fucking her smooth vulva with my face.
“Mmm. Yes, just there, Daddy, just there. Fuck! Lick me just there. Put your tongue inside me now. Taste my cunt. Fuck! Daddy! Fuck. Nggggh. Fuckkk!”
She gasped and shuddered as her climax rolled over her. She released a little more cunt honey as she did and then spread that across my face with her blossoming lips. She used her delicate, slick pussy to coat my face. Sensuously, she rubbed herself across my chin, my lips and my nose as she continued to release her glorious nectar and I revelled in it.
“Mmmm, Daddy, I needed that,” she said with a final shimmy, before she helped me to my feet, “And, now you will smell of me as well.”
I pulled her to me with a passion and an urgency that my cock was unlikely to be able to live up to. I pressed my sex to hers, it was my turn now. Her hands caressed my chest and she cooed at my presence before she roughly pushed me away.
She gave me an earnest stare as she said, “No Dad. Not now. You’re not ready.” Then she gently cupped my balls. “I don’t want a quickie. Gather your strength for tonight. Okay?”
Reluctantly I released her and nodded agreement. Like I said before, she should have been the first.
She pulled her swimsuit back into position smoothing that sheer material to her breasts and pussy, all for my viewing pleasure.
“Shall we get the drinks then?” I asked as she finished.
“Aye, they’ll be wondering where we’ve been,” she said, nodding towards the pool.
We quickly gathered everything we needed and headed back outside. Just before we stepped through the door Amy stopped me.
“Oh, and one more thing.” she said with a twinkle in her eyes.
“What?”
“I’ve shown them the videos.” She looked triumphant, I felt like she wanted to add ta-dah to the end of that sentence.
“What videos?”
“Your videos. That’s why we were such a long time this morning.”
“Which videos? What? Who? When?…” I stuttered, obviously I knew all the answers to all of those questions.
“You know which videos,” she said with a wink.
“And… what did they say?”
“Well, all I’ll say is, you’re in for a good day.”
“Really?” I said as my grin started to spread like jam.
“Really. But there is one more thing.”
“Okay what?”
“As good as today is going to be for you, you can’t cum again.”
“What? Why?”
In response, she gave me a look that told me she was disappointed that she had to explain that. Again, I nodded understanding before she smiled then giggled and headed for the pool.
“You two have been a long while?” Charms asked accusingly
“We had a lot to do,” I responded, being deliberately vague.
I poured all the drinks, it only seemed right that I looked after them after what they had done for me this morning. Plus it gave me another chance to openly admire the three practically naked girls spread like towels across the sunbeds.
“Like what you see?” Zoe asked, as my eyes took in her sensual beauty.
I stared dreamily at her smooth young vulva and blossoming lips before I responded, “Very much so.”
She smiled sweetly in response.
I returned to my lounger, putting it into a seated position so that I could drink more easily but also so that I could gaze at beauties opposite. They did the same, openly displaying their tits and, with their legs draped over the edges of the sun loungers, their young cunts. Even Amy took up the same position. If Charms or Zoe had any idea that I was looking at Amy’s pussy, if they had any idea what was going on between us, they gave no indication.
After a few minutes, it was Zoe that made the first move. She downed the last of her Mimosa before she stood and sauntered to where I was sitting. She lowered my lounger back to flat and laid fully on top of me. She propped herself so that her face was just inches from mine, her forearms laid across my chest, her warm belly pressed to mine, her legs laid along the length of mine, the heat of her sex warming my naked cock.
“Hello Alan,” she said with a cheeky grin.
“Hello, Zoe. Are you comfortable using me as a mattress?”
“Yep,” she replied as she wriggled into a slightly more comfortable position whilst making sure her sex was positioned directly over my cock..
She took a breath before she spoke next.
“I wanted to say sorry for calling you Daddy, earlier. You know, when you were fucking me.” Her grin told me that this was foreplay, not an apology.
“It’s okay Zoe, really. I didn’t mind.”
“You sure? It didn’t weird you out then?”
“No, no. Not at all, it didn’t weird me out,” I laughed
She dropped her lips next to my ear as she whispered, “Did you enjoy it, did it turn you on?”
I hesitated. This was a big, big dangerous thing to admit, but her stare gave me no room to lie.
“Yes,” I whispered back.
“I know you did. I felt how hard you got when I called you Daddy. Can I call you that again, the next time you’re fucking me?”
“Fuck Zoe!,” I breathed, “Yes.”
Suddenly a puzzled look crossed her face and she gave me a sideways look. She lowered her nose to my cheek and sniffed.
“Why does your face smell of pussy?”
I gave her a half smile trying not to give anything away and in return her puzzled look deepened.
“Charms?” she called over her shoulder.
“What?”
“Did Alan eat you out?”
“No,” she replied with a giggle, “He can though. If he wants?”
Zoe turned back to me with a wickedly filthy smirk.
“So you haven’t eaten my cunt and you haven’t eaten Charms’. There’s only one other cunt here?” Her eyebrows formed a question mark.
Again I smiled back in a way that neither confirmed, nor denied, her suggestion.
Her tongue snaked sensuously across my cheek. “Mmm delicious,” she cooed.
Again, my passive look gave her nothing.
“You know she showed us some of your videos,” she said, acknowledging that we both knew whose cunt she had just tasted.
“I know she did. Which ones did she show you?”
“The pissy sixty-nine and the one where she pisses in her panties and her friend drinks it.” Her voice had that throaty croakiness that told me she was getting turned on thinking about them.
“Did you like them?” I asked.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“They turned you on?” I asked hopefully.
She didn’t answer immediately. Instead her face contorted slightly before it softened again. I knew what that look meant.
The wet heat radiated from my cock and crotch to practically every part of my being. Every part of me seemed to tense and relax simultaneously as the heat and the eroticism of being pissed on by this young woman fired my lust. Then, as quickly as it started it stopped.
She gave me a sexy knowing smile as she said, “Yes, they turned me on. Did that turn you on?”
“Fuck yes.” I replied, “Now piss on me again”
This time she positioned herself so that the steam directly hit my responding cock.
“Mmm, fuck,” I groaned, “That feels good.”
Zoe nipped her stream and leaned forward once again, her face just inches from mine.
“Tell me what you want,” she breathed, her hot breath tickling my lips.
I hesitated. I know I shouldn’t have to, didn’t need to but… admitting one’s deepest perversions is never an easy thing. It didn’t feel like a trap, it didn’t feel like she would run away screaming that I’m a pervert, still…
“Tell me,” she pressed.
“I want Charms to eat your pussy whilst you piss in her mouth.”
“You really are a kinky fucker! Aren’t you,” she said, even as her grin told me that I had nothing to worry about,
“Well? Will you?” I pressed.
She shrugged. “Of course.” Then she whispered in my ear, “It won’t be the first time.”
She lifted her face so she could see my reaction. Mine was one of shock, amazement, and excitement. Her look was one of triumph.
Without breaking eye contact with me she called over her shoulder, “Charms.”
“Yes baby?”
“I’ve peed my knickers again.”
“Oh Zoe, what are you like?”
It was obvious from those few words that this was either a well rehearsed performance, presumably for my benefit, or they had played this out before as a dirty little fantasy. Both notions turned me on.
Charms strutted towards us with an air and a confidence that said, this is going to get kinky and I’m so fucking ready for this.
As she neared, Charms said, “What have you done?”
“Sorry…,” Zoe said, abruptly cutting off the end of her own sentence and giving Charms a questioning glance.
Charms gave her a reassuring nod.
“Sorry mummy,” Zoe whispered nervously, this time finishing her sentence, “It was an accident.”
“Fuck!!!!!,” I groaned, as my libido roared its approval at this kinky twist and my cock twitched against Zoe’s wet pussy.
“Yes, well, young lady. You seem to have a lot of accidents like this don’t you.”
“Sorry mummy.” A little more confident now she had felt how my cock had responded and could see the fire in my eyes.
“Let me have a look at you then.”
Zoe spun so that her back was to me. My cock was lodged between her fine ass cheeks and she tensed those globes to give my dick the stimulation it craved.
“Show me,” Charms commanded.
Without hesitation, Zoe’s legs opened lewdly revealing her dripping cunt to her friend. Charms reached down and cupped Zoe’s delta.
“Oh my god, you’re soaking,” Charms admonished Zoe.
“Sorry mummy,” Zoe whispered in her best girly voice.
“You know you need to be punished, don’t you?”
“Yes, Mummy,” Zoe cooed, “I know I’ve been naughty.”
With that Charms slapped Zoe’s pussy. An open handed wet slap that almost certainly sounded much worse than it was. Although it didn’t stop Zoe gasping as she gave a little whelping cry as her body stiffened. That stiffness didn’t last long though, she almost immediately softened and almost purred as her stored breath was slowly released.
Zoe had been holding Charm’s stare with an almost defiant look, then her gaze dropped and Charms followed until they were both looking at Zoe’s pussy. Then Zoe released a little more wee.
“Zoey, you naughty girl,” Charms cried in mock shock.
Another slap. Wet hand against wet vulva through wet panties. It sent a spray of golden piss clouding through the air splashing my thighs, splashing Zoe’s stomach, filling the air with its delicious aroma.
A little more piss. One more slap. This time followed by Charms gently massaging Zoe’s cunt.
“Sorry, baby-girl, but you know mummy has to punish you don’t you?” Charms whispered as she attempted to soothe Zoe’s cunt with more massaged piss. “And when we get home, your daddy is going to want to fuck you as punishment too.”
“I know, Mummy,” Zoe growled in response, her passion, her lust, evident in her throaty voice.
Charms smiled at her acceptance.
They settled into a rhythm. Zoe would dribble a little piss into her panties. Charms would slap her wet pussy as punishment. Then, with gentle loving touches, she would smooth that piss across her cunt, her ass, her thighs, my cock. Zoe was responding now, her body stiffening in preparation for the slap, then relaxing and purring as Charms soothed her “girl’s” pleasure-pain. Her hips rocked with the rhythm of their dance, pulling tight to my cock as she anticipated the slap before rocking upwards to welcome the soothing strokes. I was fully hard and I could feel my balls filling from the stimulation that Zoe’s fine young ass was giving.
Then there was no more piss.
“At last, you’ve finished!” Charms cried as she continued the pretence.
Zoe gave Charms a knowing look. “Not yet, Mummy,” she said, her voice thick with suggestiveness.
In a move that was obviously prearranged, Charms backed away half a step and sank to her knees whilst Zoe stood and moved towards her. Charms gazed up as Zoe held that stare and lovingly ran her fingers through Charms’ hair. It was just a moment, a moment that revealed the love between these two, a moment that allowed the passions, the anticipation, to build. Then Zoe bent forward from the hips until her face was just inches from her friends.
With her hot breath playing on Charms’ lips she whispered, “I’m going to piss on your tits now, Mummy.”
Charms’ eyes widened and she nodded in response. Zoe hooked the shoulder straps of Charms’ swimsuit and pulled them off her shoulders and down, allowing Charms to pull her arms free. With Charms’ tits exposed, Zoe stood and pulled the gusset of her panties to one side. She tilted her hips forward angling her cunt towards her friend’s chest.
The stream started almost instantly. It hit Charms’ breast bone, the hot stream gushing down her fine tits, her nipples hardening instantly in response to the heat and the wetness. They both gasped and groaned as the eroticism of what they were doing hit home. Then Zoe directed her piss stream so that it hit Charm’s directly on her nipples.
“Mmm, fuck! Yesssss, piss on me there,” Charms hissed, as she felt the full force on her sensitive little nubs. She cupped her breasts allowing the piss to pool in her hands. She massaged it into her smooth skin, pinching her own nipples, gasping, groaning, moaning her enjoyment, her passion.
And I watched on in rapture. Only twice in my life had I actually seen a woman pee for me. At university a one night stand had pissed for me when we were drunk and high, and Kate had tried it once just before we were married, but neither enjoyed it enough to do it again. Of course I’d watched a lot of lesbian piss porn, but nothing compared to this. Nothing could compare to the pure, filthy, erotic, piss scene being played out in front of me now. Two girls, two of the most beautiful young women you would see, girls that I’ve obsessed about for years, girls that I’ve watched growing up. The smell, the sounds, the visions, all conspired to make this so perfect. So perfect that it felt like a dream.
Zoe pinched off the stream and held Charms’ gaze. Both girls’ faces hardened by lust, eyes wide, nostrils flared, breaths ragged.
“I want to piss on your cunt now, Mummy.”
“Mmmm, baby. Mommy wants that too” Charms cooed, as she pulled her swimsuit lower.
With her bikini bunched around her waist like a pair of shimmering panties, Charms leaned back and pulled her costume forward. Zoe shuffled forward positioning her pussy directly over the target Charms had just created, she wasted no time in letting go. The hot stream of piss hit Charms’ belly button before Zoe corrected her aim so that it landed directly on the top of Charms’ cunt.
“Oh fuck! Baby girl. That feels amazing.”
The guttural growl that Zoe responded with told me how turned on she was as well.
Two cunts. Two delectable, almost impossibly perfect, young cunts connected by an erotic sinew of piss. I’d watched hundreds of hours of porn, I had fantasised, obsessed, about what lesbian piss play might be like to experience in real life. I had masturbated so many times thinking about what sex with these two beauties might be like. Nothing came close. Nothing!
The air was thick with sounds and smells of sex. The aromas of piss, of cunt, of my own arousal. The sounds they made as they revelled in the filthy debauched pleasure they gave each other. The eroticism enhanced by the noises. The hiss of piss as it emanated from Zoe’s tight cunt, the splash as it reached Charms’ snatch, the tinkle as it momentarily pooled in her gusset before it dribbled to the ground. Their pet names, Mommy, Baby Girl, so perfect for the moment, so fitting for the fantasy they were acting out for me. It was all just so incredibly erotic. I realised their imaginations were every bit as filthy as mine and that they were willing to fuck in ways that perhaps even I couldn’t dare think of. My heart expanded with possibility, my cock expanded in lust.
Zoe’s stream slowed to a trickle before it stopped.
“Make yourself cum, Mummy.” Zoe instructed.
Charms didn’t hesitate. Two hands plunged into her delta, one set of fingers rubbing her clit, another jammed into her recently fucked cunt. Her gasps and groans mixed with the sounds of her wet palm slapping against her sopping wet vulva and just added to the eroticism of the moment.
“Are you going to cum, Mommy?”
“Oh god yessss,” Charms hissed again.
“Does it turn you on when I piss on you?”
“Oh, fuck! You know it does.”
“Tell me how much it turns you on, Mommy.”
“Sooo much. You know I love it when my special little girl pisses on my tits and pussy. Mummy cums so hard when you do that.”
“Are you close to cumming now, Mommy?”
“Yesssss.”
Zoe moved closer so her sex was just inches from Charms face. She stroked the back of Charms head as their eyes met.
“I don’t think I’ve quite finished yet, mommy. Do you want it.”
Charms eagerly nodded in response.
“Tell me what you want.”
“Mummy wants you to wee in her mouth. Can you do that, baby?”
“I think so, Mommy”
“You see, there’s no toilet here, so if you need a wee you’ll have to use my mouth as one.”
“Eww, Mommy, that’s dirty.” Zoe cried in mock disgust.
“It’s not baby, it’s beautiful. Mummy loves it.”
With that Charms closed the gap between them, positioning her mouth in front and slightly below Zoe’s cunt. She opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue into Zoe’s thigh gap, she was ready.
“It’s coming, Mommy.”
Charms’ eyes flashed her readiness.
Zoe released the last of her piss into Charms mouth, there wasn’t much but enough that Charms couldn’t hold it all and some of it dribbled down her chin and ran down the valley of her breasts to where her hands were playing with her cunt. That was all it took to push Charms over the edge. Her fingers were a blur as they rubbed her clit, the slapping sounds, faster and harder, as she fucked herself. Her eyes rolled back and she gargled a scream as her orgasm smashed her.
Charms’ body convulsed and twitched as the power of her climax overtook her. She gripped onto Zoe’s thighs to steady herself, and, in turn, Zoe held her friend’s face tight to her delta. The power of Charms’ orgasm was such that it was clear that this wasn’t something that she felt she had to do to please me. This wasn’t some coerced performance set up by Amy showing her my videos. This wasn’t Charms and Zoe prostituting themselves to “buy” themselves the privilege of using my home. This was clearly a kink that the three of us shared and my heart and cock rejoiced at that deliciously filthy notion and the possibilities that were ahead.
As strength and control returned to Charms and the last of her orgasm rippled though her, Zoe released her grip a little and gazed down at her friend. I was close enough to be able to see their eyes and they were full of lust, and love, and passion for each other. Zoe dropped to her knees and shuffled forward so that their torsos were pressed to each other, their faces only inches from each other as they continued to share that intense stare.
“I love you Charmaine,” Zoe breathed sensuously, “And I love that you are a kinky bitch.”
Charms smiled in response.
“Is your mouth still full of my wee, Mummy?”
Charms eyes flashed and her smile broadened. Then she opened her mouth to show Zoe the piss sloshing behind her teeth.
This time Zoe’s eyes flashed in dirty realisation of what was coming.
“Kiss me,” she whispered, as she lay down onto the pool deck pulling Charms down on top of her.
Zoe gently pushed Charms’ hair away from her face and held her head. They held that gaze for just a few moments before Charms leaned forward. As they kissed, as the seal was broken, the piss that Charms had stored in her mouth gushed into Zoe’s mouth, spilled over her cheeks, dampened her hair. Zoe’s lust exploded. She pulled Charms tightly to her. Their lips smashed, their tongues fought, they moaned their lust for each other as they passionately sought to be closer, passionately swallowed the last remnants of Zoe’s piss..
Zoe pressed her sex upwards to meet Charms’ pressure, humping her pussy against her friend’s. They ground and writhed against each other, simulating the fucking that the wanted to give to each other and all the whilst their sexy, sloppy kiss noisily continued.
Charms gasped and sat bolt upright, her face hardened with lust. “I’m gunna fuck you now baby,” she promised, her voice croaky with passion.
She stood and pulled off her swimsuit, kicking it away as it bunched at her feet. I was blown away by her beauty and the look of raw, hungry lust that contorted her face. I’d seen her naked only a couple of hours ago. Hell, I’d not just seen her naked, I’d fucked her. But here, like this, her skin glistening in the strong sunshine, glistening with a mixture of sultry sweat and Zoe’s golden shower she looked like a goddess.
She reached down and pulled Zoe’s panties off, staring at her friends sopping pussy as she did. They entwined legs and Charms lowered her pussy to Zoes’. They both gasped as their soft wet lips gently kissed.
As Zoe raised her hips to meet Charms tight young cunt she screamed. “Fuck fuck fuck, fuck, fuckkkkkkkk,” she cried as they finally made contact.. It was wild and animalistic, and desperate, and needy. “Fuck yes,” she growled as Charms perfected the pressure
I watched in rapture as young sex slipped over young sex. This time Charms’ little triangle of hair pointed towards the twin delights of their dual cunts smashed together as one. They ground, they humped, and fucked each other. Little girly whimpers, low moans, strangled swear words as they scissored and pleasured each other.
I glanced across to Amy. The gusset of her bathing suit was pulled to one side and with her fingers deep inside her tight snatch she forcefully fucked herself. She saw me watching but she made no attempt to hide what she was doing. In fact she turned slightly towards me to give me a better view. I couldn’t help but stroke my cock.
So there we were in a delightfully filthy, incestuous little triangle. Me watching Amy masturbate, her focused on her friends tribbing their perfect pussies, me stroking my cock as my eyes darted between the two incredible sights.
Amy came first. Her chest flushed, her eyes rolled back, she bit her lip to suppress the moan, and she shivered to her climax. Her hips humped against her hand as her pussy sought the depth of penetration and stretch that it craved. I found myself hoping that one day I could fuck her whilst her friends watched, but that thought was interrupted by the sound of the two girls zeroing in on their own orgasms.
“I’m fucking cummingggg,” Charms cried through gritted teeth.
“Me too,” Zoe responded, “Me too. Just there. Fuck” Baby! Just there!”
The power and sinuous nature of their movements expressed how close they were to their climaxes. The noise of wet flesh slapping against wet flesh, the smell of teen cunt mixed with piss, the groans, the moans, the mumbled swearwords of these two, conspired to harden me beyond what I thought was possible. My cock strained to the point where I thought it might burst.
Then they screamed as their orgasms came together. I think Zoe went first and she squirted a little as she did. That was the trigger that immediately pushed Charms over the edge. Their cries were so loud, so powerful, I found myself glad that I lived so far away from my nearest neighbour.
As the power of their orgasms subsided they unwound from each other and collapsed to the floor. They lay on their back panting like they had just finished a 1,000m swimming race. Their legs were splayed lewdly their dripping wet pussies open to my viewing pleasure, and I noticed that Amy was staring hungrily at them too.
I suddenly felt very sorry for Amy, a little guilty even. Everyone else seemed to be getting what they wanted, what they needed, but not poor Amy. She had been brave in admitting her desires to me and god knows, she had been instrumental in setting up the scene I had just witnessed. I resolved then to make sure she got what she wanted before she went to university, whatever that took.
My thoughts were interrupted by Charms leading Zoe towards me. Zoe was pouting like a petulant child as Charms tugged at her hand; we were back to our mother-daughter fantasy.
“Allan,” charms barked in her best irate-mother voice, “Zoe has been naughty. She pissed her panties again and I need you to fuck her to show her how wrong that is.”
My eyes devoured Zoe. Her long legs, her thigh gap, her perfectly smooth vulva, her slim waist, her perfect titties, pouty lips, and deep eyes, and I wanted nothing more than to fuck her as hard as her “mother” wanted me to. But I’d made a promise to Amy. Instinctively I glanced at my daughter and her eyes begged me to fulfil that promise. My gaze returned to the two girls.
“I can’t,” I said simply.
They both looked disappointed that I wouldn’t join in, but I think they both understood the look that Amy and I had just shared and I was grateful that they let that go without comment.
Charms gave me a knowing nod as she said, “Well what about spanking her then? She needs to learn her lesson.”
I smiled, gratefully acknowledging what she had just done for me. Then I committed to this game.
“Zoe!” I said in my sternest angry-father voice. “What have we told you about pissing in your panties like that?”
“I know. Sorry, Daddy. But there wasn’t a toilet I could use.”
“But you know what to do then, don’t you? If there isn’t a toilet available, what do you do?”
“I’m supposed to wee in Mommy’s mouth.”
“That’s right, young lady.”
“I did do that, Daddy. I did that a bit.”
“But only a bit, and then only after you had pissed in your panties,” Charms interrupted.
Zoe gave an exaggerated pouty nod.
“Come here then young lady, you know what happens now,” I said as I beckoned her closer.
Charms led Zoe forward and draped her across my lap. I stared down at this young beauty, so tight, so smooth, just perfect. And those scents, those deliciously alluring scents of piss and sex and youth. They didn’t just seem to emanate from her young snatch but seemed to waft from every pore in her body. The fires of my lust roared.
I’d never really considered spanking as being one of my kinks, but at that moment I was so turned on I felt like I could do anything. As I scanned that perfect arse, those glorious mounds of sexiness, that alluring valley leading to the delights beyond, I had a sudden idea that might help with the goal of making Amy’s desires come true.
Smack! My hand came down on Zoe’s backside. It wasn’t hard, it wasn’t designed to hurt her, just to give her a little jolt. It did just that. The skin of her buttocks were still wet and so with my palm open and my fingers curved just right I could create a resounding noise from not much power. It didn’t stop Zoe from contracting away from my swat though, her belly pressing hard to my dick as she did, before she softened again and raised her perfect arse for more.
Another four smacks on each perfect globe had Zoe purring nicely. I also began to see the colour I was looking for, a slight reddening of each cheek.
I stroked each cheek as I looked at Charms. “I think I might have gone too far.”
“She needs it,” Charms countered, “She’s been naughty.”
“I know, but her bum looks so sore. Perhaps you could rub it better.”
Zoe’s deep chesty moan vibrated against my cock and told me how turned on she was by that idea.
Charms fully committed. She stroked and soothed and massaged those gloriously soft rounds. Kneading the soft and pliable cheeks, occasionally stretching and opening the valley to reveal the normally hidden delights. All the while Zoe cooed and purred her pleasure at the attention she was receiving.
I gave her arse two more quick slaps.
“Daddy!”, Zoe cried in protest even as I felt her release a little more cunt honey onto my already damp thigh.
“Perhaps you need to kiss it better for her now, Mummy.”
Charms simply smiled as she lowered her face to her “daughter’s” lucious backside. She paused a moment to let the anticipation build then she inhaled Zoe’s scent before she placed a gentle kiss on each cheek. Zoe hummed beneath me and raised her ass to receive more, Charms didn’t hesitate. She rained gentle little kisses across those globes, across that smooth skin and Zoe moaned her approval.
“Your punishment hasn’t quite finished yet,” I warned Zoe, as I guided Charms’ head away.
Two more sharp cracks had Zoe’s pussy gushing as she groaned and writhed under my punishment. This time though, as Charms lowered her head to kiss it better I didn’t move my hands. Instead, as she got close, I gently parted Zoe’s ass cheeks exposing her puckered little anus. Charms flashed me a look, a defiant look that told me I wasn’t going to ‘out kink her’ before she planted a kiss on Zoe’s rosebud.
“Oh fuck!” Zoe breathed with a quiver that revealed the strength of her lust.
After that first kiss Charms paused and stared at her friend’s twitching ass, she hesitated just long enough to build anticipation in them both. Then, when Zoe’s hips began to rock demanding more, she plunged her face into that glorious valley. Wet sloppy kisses rained down onto Zoe’s puckered little anus. Wet open-mouthed kisses as she noisily slurped and licked at Zoe’s most intimate area and Zoe responded grinding her ass into her lover’s face. Then, when Zoe’s ass softened, she penetrated her with her tongue.
“Fuck!” Zoe screamed as Charms tongue fucked her backside.
I looked across at Amy and, as soon as she made eye contact, I gave her a wink. A wink that said, part 1 is complete, Charms likes licking ass. She smiled in return, acknowledging the implication. Then, as I watched, she pulled the gusset of the swimsuit to one side and plunged her middle finger deep into her pussy and fucked herself for a few strokes. With her finger well lubricated she then inserted it as far as the first knuckle into her own little rosebud. She anally pleasured herself imagining what it was going to be like to finally feel Charms’ tongue in her ass.
Zoe’s strangled cries told me she was close. I slipped my hand between us and positioned my thumb so that it brushed against her clit each time she bucked her hips.
“Mmmm fuck,” she moaned in appreciation.
Then she settled into a rhythm. Rocking her hips backwards, she encouraged Charms to penetrate her ass as deep as she could. Charms responded, her tongue folded like a dart so that she could prod and poke at Zoe’s little shithole. Then Zoe would press forward grinding her clit across my proffered thumb. Her breaths came in snatched gasps as her speed increased.
Then she came. Her pussy expressed its appreciation by gushing more nectar across my thigh. She expressed the power of her climax by screaming to the sky. Her back arched, her near full weight pressed down on my cock, she rocked and writhed and screamed and gasped as she was smashed by an orgasm so powerful…
All I could do was marvel at the eroticism and beauty of the moment, and rejoice in moving us closer to Amy’s fantasy.
“Enough, enough, enough, enough!” Zoe cried as she pushed us away, still quivering from the power of her orgasm. “Fuckkkk,” she eventually sighed as that last quiver rippled through her. “Enough.”
I helped Zoe unsteadily to her feet, her slim legs still Bambi weak, her lungs still snatching for air, I held her to my chest as she recovered and just gazed into those eyes. God she was gorgeous! She shimmered, not from the swimsuit that was long gone, but her skin glistened with sweat and piss and glowed with that post orgasmic glow that is so attractive.
“Well,” she eventually managed to say.
“Well?” I asked.
“That was different.”
I smiled warmly as I held her close.
“It was,” I responded, “Different good though, I hope?”
Her eyes flashed and her grin broadened. “Different good,” she cooed as she squeezed me back.
My heart skipped at her sentiment, her words, her smile. This morning had been all about me, all about me creating my harem, being pleasured by them. But now, as Zoe trembled in my arms, she began to see the pleasure and experience I could bring to the party and I could see that she loved it, and wanted more.
“I need to lay down,” Zoe said heavily as she disentangled herself from me and headed to her lounger.
I turned to Charms and she was instantly in my embrace. Her hard nipples smashed to my chest, her smooth skin pressed to mine.
“Fuck that was hot!” she growled as she looked up into my eyes.
I nodded and snorted in response.
She kissed me hard. I could taste Zoe’s piss on her lips, Zoe’s ass on her tongue. Those debauched earthy flavours fired my desires and I returned the passion of her kiss. She pressed her belly against me, trapping my raging cock tight between us.
“You sure that there’s nothing I can do for this,” she said as she broke our kiss and shimmed her belly against my cock a little to emphasise the point.
I shook my head in negation even as my cock let its disappointment be known by dribbling a little pre-cum onto her stomach.
“You sure?”
“I’m sure.”
“Well if you change your mind you know where I am.”
My broad gin and nodded response told her that I appreciated her offer.
I watched Charms fine, fine, ass wobble back to her lounger. She reclined easily onto the cushion and then slipped her sunglasses on as she laid out flat. I glanced at Zoe, she was fully recumbent and I suspected she might already be asleep.
My attention turned to Amy. She was flushed and out of breath and I suspected that she had made herself cum whilst pleasuring her anus.
“You okay?” I mouthed, acutely aware that she was still effectively excluded from our game.
She nodded her response. “Thank you, Daddy,” she mouthed back, acknowledging the step we had taken towards making her fantasy come true.
We had lunch late. The exertions and alcohol of the morning meant that no one had much energy to spare for preparing food but, around 3 o’clock my stomach was rumbling.
“Anyone hungry?” I called across.
All three girls confirmed they were.
“I’ll make it, maybe one of you could give me a hand carrying it out when it’s ready?”
“I will, Daddy,” Amy chimed.
Some nice granary bread, a little salad, some cheese and pickles. I laid out four plates of ploughman’s before I shouted for Amy’s help.
She joined me in the kitchen and picked up two plates and I followed close behind. She was only two steps beyond the threshold when she stopped so suddenly that I nearly crashed into the back of her. I went to ask her what was wrong but even before I could say anything I could see something in her demeanour that robbed me of my voice.
Wordlessly, she parted her legs slightly and pissed herself. She pissed herself! My beautiful, demur daughter stood there and pissed herself. Zoe and Charms heard my gasp and the unmistakable sound of piss streaming onto hard tiles and they turned to watch.
Silently, with wide eyes. they stared as her piss hit the deck. It splashed onto my feet until I moved a little closer to her, then it splashed onto my shins. Quietly they watched, silently I stood close enough to be able to feel the hot splashes against my skin, to feel the radiated heat from her back, to hear her nervous gasped breaths, to smell her scent. The moment spoke of her desires to join our games. It was erotic, and sensual, and poignant. As her stream slowed to a trickle she began moving again. With piss still dribbling from her young snatch she approached Zoe and passed her the lunch then she moved to Charms and did the same. All the while still pissing as she walked, all the while their eyes glued to her sex. Then she turned to me and took one of the plates from me.
“Thank you, Daddy,” she said as she took the plate from me, “that looks delicious.”
As she said that, she stood so close that her hot piss landed directly on my toes. I looked down but her eyes didn’t follow mine. She gave me one last passive stare as she retired to her sun lounger and began to eat. It felt like an age for me, an age before I figured that I should sit down too, an age before the sensations of my daughter’s piss splashing against my skin allowed any other part of my brain to function. Without any acknowledgement of what had just happened, I retired to my chair to eat my lunch, my brain whirring and my stomach churning at the possibilities that Amy had just offered.
That morning was easily the most erotic and exciting of my life to date. We had done so much, crossed so many bridges, made so many promises. I looked across at the three girls on the opposite side of the pool. Zoe and Charms were still nude, confident, comfortable, beautiful in their youthful nakedness. Then there was Amy, she was still wearing that transparent bathing costume that had started this journey for us. I thought about the night that she found them, the night we bought them, that first night she wore hers. That seemed like an age ago, almost a different life. A life where I didn’t constantly think about what it would be like to fuck my daughter, a life where my lesbian pee fantasies could only be satisfied through porn, a life where I had to rely on fantasies of Zoe and Charms whilst I masturbated for my sexual release. So much had changed.
As I gazed at the three of them, my cock twitched a thank you. If it could have spoken it would be telling me right now how much it loved me. I reached out and gave it an encouraging stroke and it instantly hardened. My balls felt full and heavy. I glanced across to Amy and her eyes caught mine. Her gaze fell hungrily to my cock and the look she gave me back promised that there was lots of fun to come tonight. Lots of fun!