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My first thought was: sure I can wear them under my boxers and no one will ever know but that plan went out the window when Karen specified with a giggle and that special smile she had - like poison come to dinner - that I was to wear no other underwear than those panties. Of course, I knew that this was somehow all related to the surprise reward she had promised for completing my birthday dare and the thought of what Karen might have planned for us kept me in an aroused state all through the school day. Having said this Karen took Molly by the hand and led her into her mum's bedroom, pushed her roughly onto the bed and pulled the yellow summer dress over her head exposing her naked body to me before climbing on top of Molly.
“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.”
I opened the door and stepped into a nice modern, clean room with tile floor painted walls and ceiling except the one wall that was stone like the corridor had been, I figured it must be the outside wall of the basement. Owner came up to cage and opened the door there wasn't even a latch, just some little magnet thing that kept it from swinging on its own. Owner got some kind of cloth strips and fastened one around each ankle they look a bit like bondage cuffs but were soft and only a little thin loop of rope instead of a metal ring. I took a step to the cage door and saw the look on Owner's face as he turned and started to walk away.
I had been holding out for a long time for myself, and I was so hard that even though I was aiming at her tits, the moment I started pissing it went all over her. Once I finished pissing on her, she started licking and then sucking my cock, really moving her head; just on the verge of coming, she took me out of her mouth, aimed my bell end into her face, and wanked me off until my spunk was dripping down her face. As I had come, I was feeling quite placid, and did not expect what happened next; Susan pushed me down, and started grinding her pussy into my face.
"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.
No doubt having been able to sense my slight disappointment, Liz explained why she had not demanded that Denise remove her panties for punishment, and I had to accept that. How we became excited when Matron announced Denise was to get three strokes right on her wide-open pussy as a punishment. He turned red and almost plaintively, said, "Darling, don't make me wet myself and everything." I did love him for being so sweet so I took him into the bathroom and told him he could do his wee-wee while I watched. I was slightly taken aback when Liz took her turn and sat on the toilet, her legs apart and her pussy open to my view.
You see, my roommate Erin moved in with me because she had fallen on some hard times in terms of financial aid and could no longer afford the more expensive one-bed-per-room dorms. You would think I would be a bit relieved when she moved out after her financial aid situation improved, and I was in general, but she even managed to make her departure awkward by insisting that I keep the lower bunk bed that had been hers, including all the bedclothes, for "other purposes." She insisted that I had a "hot body" and that I would soon come into my own sexually. I sighed and decided to see if some random YouTube videos could make the time pass faster, making sure to avoid anything that looked remotely like it could make me laugh.
"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.
But it all melted away as I listened to Marie’s smoky voice and watched rapt as she languidly parted her thighs, cocked a leg against the back of the sofa and with a single finger drew the gusset of her knickers to one side, displaying herself to me. As I lapped at her, I pictured her on her knees, urine streaming down her tits, raining down onto some deep, opulent carpet, I imagined the kept woman, goading her lover on, encouraging him to fill her open mouth with his piss, and willingly swallowing it down. I settled down into the pleasantly wet, warm brown leather and enjoyed the view as Marie stood before me and slowly peeled the wettest of her garments, the tight little skirt, her knickers and the clingy wine-coloured top, off her voluptuous body and kicked them to one side.
"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.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous. You have the greatest feet I’ve ever seen. I got so excited and needed to pleasure myself. I have a foot fetish. Please don’t tell my manager. I’ll give you any pair of shoes you want in the store. Just don’t say anything.” “Any pair of shoes I want? How nice of you. Don’t sweat it! Everybody has something kinky in their lives. You got excited because of me? Fuck, that’s so sexy. I could suck your cock if you want? I have a strange obsession for cum myself. I love to suck dicks. You’re so scrumptious looking yourself. I bet you have a really big cock?”
Deb stood, took the small soft whip, and now inflicted three very hard strokes right between Marian's labia, causing Marian to scream from the horror of being hit in that place and the severe pain she was feeling from the punishing strokes to her open cunt. This reached Marian's deepest level of resentment but she gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, Miss Deborah, if Miss Karen decides that the belt is needed to train me to behave as I should as her sub, I will accept that and any other punishment or training she decides I will benefit from receiving."
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.
A turd to rival Beth's morning dump easily pushed its way out, eliciting a soft moan from Lina as its already considerable thickness swelled a a bit in the middle before finally sliding out to form what almost looked like a big brown croissant on Kala's bed. I suppose Beth experienced the final touch of her acclimation to our unorthodox self-relief customs a few hours later, when Lina unleashed her nightly piss on the bed with Kala lounging right next to her, never taking her eyes off the laptop she had in her lap, though a soft moan did escape her lips.
I tried to hide my breasts with my arm and cover my pussy with a hand, trying to find a way out of the room, but no matter where I looked, the walls had neither doors nor windows. But my breath almost stopped when I saw the huge appendix between her legs, a cock stood pointing into the air where her pussy should have been, so thick that I wasn’t sure I could wrap my fingers around it and long enough to grip it with both hands. “Please!” I tried to beg once more, but instead of an answer I felt Natalie’s fingers spread my pussy lips apart and cool air tickle the insides of my moist folds.
She turned my hand around and pushed one of my fingers into my mouth. She pushed another finger into my mouth, and I willingly sucked it clean along with the others until she released my hand. When we arrived at our apartment she took my hand and led me straight to the bathroom. After rinsing off, I normally press her against the tiled shower wall and fuck her under the hot spray until at least one of us comes. My cock was incredibly hard as we listened to her pee puddled in my mouth. She opened her legs and turned to face the shower wall. My cock slipped out and I knew there must be come seeping down her thighs.
She got to her knees in front of me, she took my rock hard cock by the tip and licked at my pee hole. I groaned as I could feel it coming, I warned Melissa and she opened her mouth in front of my cock. We let the water cascade over our bodies as I pulled her close to me my still rock hard cock pressing against her belly. I slammed my cock into her hole as hard as I could, her body shaking as she started getting close to another orgasm. I could not help myself and started to jerk my cock hard, her pee falling from my face onto my body.
A little too late I asked if she would have liked to have sucked my cock in the ally and driven home with her tongue and throat coated with my sperm? Not exactly in such words, but other than mentioning her sloppy mouth having a certain cum and piss guzzling appeal and the petiteness of her ass and how tight it would feel stretched around my cock, I really wasn't prepared with what she needed to hear. We were doing quite well when focusing on our plans, but beyond telling her about what a fun little ass fucking, cock sucking, cum and piss bucket she was going to be for me, I missed a really key element of what she needed needed to hear.
Anyway, after giving my parents a long final hug and waving goodbye to my clearly weeping mother, I piled into the thoroughly packed van with Kara, her twin sister Kumiko, and Ginger. About a half an hour after breakfast, Kumiko casually spread her thighs apart and let loose her own torrent of pee, giving off a very satisfied sigh as she peed audibly straight into the fabric on which she sat. As for me, my own bladder filled up mostly in the remaining half hour of our journey, and I just started peeing profusely on my seat again as we pulled into the parking lot in front of our dorm, sighing deeply and moaning softly.
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.
I'm not even sure she noticed her timing as she promptly lowered her boxer shorts, planted her bare butt on the nearest seat, leaned back, and let what seemed like a gallon of pee freely gush out of her, absolutely drenching the cushion. I hadn't planned on it, but since I had gorged myself on the last of my awesome European fruit drink all the while we were collecting our luggage, the timing was just right, so I was lowering my own pants as soon as I was in the car and peeing forcefully onto the cushion before had we even pulled out of our parking space, moaning in pleasure at the combined feeling of the deflating pressure and warm puddle around my thighs and privates.
We called the crew back in when things were starting to happen but I had to resort to talking dirty to myself otherwise I’d never be able to last the distance and as I viewed Nadia’s gorgeous body I thought, “She’s a dirty porn slut and she likes to have people watch her wide open pussy being filled by cock” , “fucking dirty whore, she’s splayed for everyone to see, she likes getting filled in company”, now I realise it seems a little extreme, but this private silent abusive tongue wagging inside my brain lashing out in fantastical smut seemed to work a treat because I was inside her once more, the camera was clicking away, and her delicious thighs were whetting my sexual appetite like a warm tide.
I reached up between my breasts to unhook my bra, leaning forward to let it drop into my hands, exposing my small breasts and hard nipples. Victoria's eyes moved down from my face as I casually removed the bra and laid it on the bench before hooking my thumbs under the waistband of my thong and pushing it down my legs. I had a few crossfit exercises to complete before I could seek the blissful release of a steaming hot shower. Finding a mat in a corner of the room, I started my routine. My body was glistening in a sheen of perspiration, with droplets of sweat dripping off my forehead as I moaned and groaned through my sit-ups. "Wow, Victoria, that was amazing." She opened her eyes and looked up at me kneeling between her legs, my face covered in a tangy concoction of her sweat, piss, and cum.
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.