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So attached, Maureen slowly pulled the tight control panties up and Lynn let out a little scream when she felt the prongs penetrating her inside channels. Lynn reddened in the face but sat on the toilet, pulled down the panties and took a breath without the prongs in her, and let her pee fly. It was about 8:00 A.M. on Saturday morning and Donna got out of bed and put her robe on, coming to the door with an annoyed look on her face, even though she really was thrilled with getting to watch Lynn on the toilet. Lynn did not wait for further instruction and lowered her tight control panties, allowing the prongs to slip out of her over-stimulated orifices, and with only her pajama tops on, got into Donna's bed and took her dominant niece in her arms.
Sending a order to her brain, she felt the feeling rush to her bladder and soon enough, her pussy lips spread and her pee-hole began to squirt out hot, honey-colored urine that soon drenched the plant in her pee. She let out a soft, blissful sigh as her pee continued to water and rain down on the plant and felt the relief flush her body hot and her nipples to pucker and tighten more under the shirt. The patter of the piss hitting the metal was turning her on as she continued to let her pee rain freely and she reached a hand under her shirt to roll a pebbled nipple.
Before boarding the bus, a special device would scan the driver's bladder and penis to check on the amount of urine in there. If he wasn't full on a scale of at least 9 out of 10, the bus wouldn't start and he would need to report to the manager and give an explanation as to why he wasn't in for work with a full bladder. "God I have to pee so bad," he hissed desperately and held his crotch, wringing the tip of his dick and shifting uncomfortably on the spot as he did. The device finally ejected him - his penis jutting out of his pants, the pink tip hard and exposed.
The second time, she actually reached around and began working the nozzle slowly in and out of her asshole as she asked the question, making me almost pass out with longing. I was surprised of course, particularly because Anya had not dropped any of her usual hints about sex-play to come, but it was a pleasant sort of surprise and my cock immediately twitched in interest. Anya has used this on me many times but, to date has never asked me to use it on her… she much prefers a long, ribbed nozzle usually and likes it to be slid in and out as the enema liquid is flowing into her.
Immediately to the left of the barn, four or five ladies appear through an opening between the dense, tall bushes that grow along the lane. I stop peeing, stick my dick into my pants, and follow her like an obedient dog. I get the urge to go over to her, stick my penis against her panties right in front of the crack between those voluptuous buttocks of hers and pump pee through the knickers. She lets her dress fall and runs past me while she frantically grabs her panties through her skirt and tries to pull them up. After the car has passed the tree-lined lane, I cast a glance to the right towards the hill where Marjorie disappeared.
Dianne and Jason, both in their 20s, had low-paying jobs so they had been subjected by their mother to being ruled at home by the 35-year-old Grace. "However," she went on quickly, "your mother has told me about something she just experienced that will result in her being disciplined." With that sentence unleashing a torrent of anticipation in Dianne and Jason, and now well-justified fear on the part of Samantha, Grace turned to her employer. "You apparently were unable to hold your pee until you reached the toilet," Grace lectured Samantha as all could now see the large yellow stain in the gusset of the white panties.
I guess, "Well, maybe you have seen some girls peeing in the woods on the way home from school." No, but he says I am close. One night I cannot sleep, I think about the look on Spencer's face when he saw me sitting on the toilet. As I stand up one day I shall be working at the family Pipp-Thompson's house, I take courage and decide to ask Spencer if he wants me to pee for him — the way I want to do it. "Take your time, Josie," Spencer says as he looks at my breasts, which stick out between the sides of my dress.
She rubbed the outside of her pussy then rolled out of bed, lightly touching the curves of her ass. She admired her naked body as she had done thousands of times before lightly spreading her vagina lips to expose her pink interior. Each girl, a blond and a brunette, quickly rubbed their clits sending electric waves of ecstasy through their bodies, making them squeak and moan with pleasure. She felt nurturing standing there with her underwear peeled, exposing her lips and tapering ass with a huge hot stream crashing down on the tree's bark. She felt the warm trickle hitting her pussy and rolling off into her ass and down the drain.
I step on gingerly, being careful not to expose my stockings and suspender belt or let my cum filled condom slip off my cock, butt plug still vibrating away in my ass. As I see them part the light comes on in the house and I can see Emmy standing on the other side of the window, wearing very little, her legs spread apart slightly in a Wonder Woman-like pose, hands on her hips. The doors slide open slowly in front of my face and Emmy takes up position beside me, her fingers reaching down my ass crack giving my cummy asshole a little rub. I can feel the hands holding the panties release my ass and the cock slowly pull out of my asshole.
Teasing you as my finger traces its way downwards, followed closely by my lips planting gentle kisses, right down the backs of your sensitive legs to your ankle. I lick and kiss before gently running my tongue along your wet pussy..exploring you..tasting your juices. Your so close to cumming, as you feel my tongue run from your clit, slowly...downwards...along your pussy....exploring inside...then going lower..lower! You feel my tongue and fingers run gently across the soles of your feet, savouring the silky smooth sensation of the thin nylon stockings stretched tightly around your feet and legs. Your legs either side of my head as you feel my tongue flick against your ass hole, before going up to your wet pussy, licking and tasting and then back to your tight wet anus.
“I think I can convince him that he can quit smoking by giving you oral sex,” Della said with a grin. “Frank, what would help reduce your urge to smoke, and what would make you able to have intercourse for a longer period of time and not be tired afterwards is to ingest pheromones from Ginger before you have intercourse,” Della said carefully. “I would suggest that you let her sit on your face and that you satisfy her orally in the morning and at bedtime, and when you have intercourse, you’ll see results regarding your smoking in a month or so,” Della proposed. “Well,” Della said, leaning back in her chair, “There is a quicker way, but you won’t believe it and I know you won’t want to do it.”
Without glancing behind her to see what Dan was doing, she slowly moved her hand up her skirt, gently stroking her clit through her panties. With one hand she pulled the lips of her pussy apart as with the other one she began to gently stroke up and down, gathering up wetness and rubbing it into her clit. As she peed she began to slowly ride him again, letting his cock move in and out of her even as his hand began to toy with her clit, hot pee trickling over his fingers. He grabbed Lucy's bottom with both hands and gently toyed with her anus, brushing his finger round her hole as he rammed himself up her one last time.
"Wait for me, I just need a pee," said Rhonda to her new boyfriend, Albert, as they rose from their seats in a snack bar. That way, your pussy will be free of the tuft such that it can easily pump pee into the grass." Rhonda tilted her head and smiled at him. "Listen to that great pee sound!" he said, putting his hand behind his ear, "And notice how high it is!" Rhonda had to laugh, and Albert laughed too. She preferred to look at Albert's face than Gypsy's panties, which now had fresh pee stains in many places. Do you pee on every guy you know?" said Rhonda; she wondered if that was the kind of thing people did when they hid behind bushes.
They proceeded to their own bedroom where, after checking to see that Kathy, Jamie's sister, was asleep in the guest room, they more or less fell into their bed, totally wiped out by the evening at Claire's. "You will be spanked whenever any of us feels you need it," Karen said rather offhandedly, and she reached down to unbutton the dropseat in Kathy's pajamas that would expose her bare bottom. "Yes, Miss Karen, I couldn't...couldn't keep my doody from coming out," Kathy confessed, shamed to her core and her face now as red as her spanked bottom.
The application required clear descriptions of acts which I would NOT do; Mistress Angela does not believe in the use of “safe” words. My buttocks rest on the edge of the table, allowing Mistress Angela complete access to my cock, balls and anus. Occasionally Mistress Angela will leave me bound on the table all day when she is out running errands, and the tube allows me to relieve my bladder in her absence. Mistress Angela designed and required this table to specifically use me for her entertainment and very often her own pleasures, while she satisfies my need to be dominated. In the past Mistress Angela has allowed me to tongue fuck her juicy pussy and lap at her wetness while she jerked me off.
"Well," Karen responded, "perhaps he also figured that if he got a job and managed to make it work, he'd get away from being disciplined by me and humiliated, you know, like when you had me supervise him in the bathroom." She still blushed when she described how she had learned to exercise her feminine dominance over the handsome Jamie. Jamie noticed very quickly that Karen was being quite nice to him and he started looking at her for the first time as someone other than his embarrassing supervisor, heck, babysitter to put it bluntly, and now saw an attractive woman he could see himself spending time with. Jamie moved between Karen's legs and began kissing her calves then thighs, making her yearn to feel that massaging tongue right on her cunt.
"Damn, Victoria, I'm not normally a tit girl, but yours are fucking amazing." I said, feeling my body start to tingle as I imagined my lips on her nipples, lapping at them, sucking on them, nibbling them. Her gaze travelled the length of my naked body, her tongue brushing over her lips as she reached up to play with those hard nipples, making me shiver with anticipation. "Mmmm, do that again, Victoria, but harder this time" I whispered to her as my hands dropped to my mound and I caressed the hard button between my swollen wet lips. "Good girl, Victoria, Now lick." I smiled to myself as she obediently followed each instruction promptly, her tongue flicking out over my throbbing clit, forcing a loud guttural moan from my lips.
“I saw you looking at me and watched your cock grow until it was sticking out like a garden rake. “And asked me to hold your wine glass… I thought you needed a spare hand to pull your knickers down.” I remember thinking you had such a lovely cock when it got hard for me in those shorts.” Sophie did the wonderful thing once more and kept doing it over and over again until it was impossible to prevent my spunk flooding into her mouth. I suggest you get yourself in the bath - unless you want me to wet the bed?” I scarpered to the bathroom and watched as my wonderful wife lowered her panty-clad crotch down onto my hardening cock.
I put my hair into a pony tail and I was soon walking around the house naked. The way it feels against my boobs and pussy always makes me want to immediately masturbate. I loved feeling nasty, but I didn't want to smell like pee for the rest of the day. The idea of being totally exposed and far away from any clothes was absolutely incredible. My pussy was throbbing all over again, I could feel juices dripping on my legs as I walked. There were houses everywhere; I just stood looking around, loving the whole thing. I floated around in the pool for a few minutes longer and eventually got out and lay down on my chair.
"But I make them so you—Karen, say, for Marian—can close those slits and then the woman wearing the belt has to ask permission for them to be opened so she can do her business," Maria grinned as she told Emily about the creation. She then told Maria to take the time needed to measure Linda and Leslie for similar belts "just in case I decide they might benefit from wearing them once I see how it works out for Marian." And she had better not complain about it being wet with her pee and she better not ask me to open it until I think she deserves that privilege." With that, Karen slowly drew the wet belt back up Marian's legs and snapped it shut, locking the holes with her little key.
"So as a good mother-in-law," Kendall persisted, "I decided that even at 25, some girls still need good, old-fashioned toilet training." Elizabeth blushed deeply as she heard those words but she also felt her panties getting wet with uncontrollable excitement at the humiliation she was about to undergo. "Now, Beth," she said as she turned to Elizabeth, "stand up, lift your skirt, lower your panties, and then bend over and hold your bottom cheeks well apart." There were gasps from the ladies at this horridly embarrassing order but also a few whoops and cheers from the younger women who were as rich and spoiled as Kendall.
One of the bartenders walked by and asked what was wrong, and I told him that I had to pee. He said, "It would sure be a shame if you pee-peed in your panties," and then he laughed. He walked by several more times and kept saying things about peeing in my panties. He said next time, I needed to pee in my panties because that was an even bigger turn-on. I left the bar about 30 minutes later feeling thoroughly aroused, and fingered myself to orgasm on the way home thinking about what happened. I started to look for opportunities to squat and pee outside. My bartender friend finally talked me into peeing in my panties.
Her hand grazed my leg and slid teasingly up the inside of my thigh. Her tits swelled above the rim of the bra cups and they rolled together to form such sexy cleavage that I wanted to slide my cock between them for a long time. It startled me, but I slid off the bed to my hands and knees and crawled quickly into the bathroom. She touched the side of my face and turned me into her and my mouth grazed the crotch of her panties. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back as I drove my cock into her, harder and harder, trying to get deeper inside her.
I started to stroke her pussy too, and she realised I was awake; she smiled and said good morning. As I started to lick the other, she said "Like I say, you must tell me if you want to me to stop. Then she started gently brushing her pussy against my face, not hard at all, but letting me smell her juices. I could feel her pants getting wet, and thought she had already started to pee but it was her pussy juices. She was so turned on, her pussy was dripping wet and soaking her pants. She immediately knelt in her own piss, and started wanking my cock with her small hands, occasionally licking the tip.