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Chapter 3
Several seconds passed with nothing happening. Sara took a few deep breaths and then Meaghan saw a small wet patch the size of a dime become visible on the denim. Then nothing happened for several more seconds. Meaghan opened her mouth to ask Sara what was going on just as a torrent of pee came gushing forth. The piss splashed on Meaghan’s face and some even got into her mouth. The warm piss hitting her skin and the taste of it on her tongue snapped her to attention and a rush of sensations overwhelmed her. However, rather than shy away from the piss or shield herself from the spray, Meaghan instinctively moved closer to Sara’s crotch and opened her mouth wider. She let the piss flow into her mouth until full, then she would close her mouth and let the piss dribble down her neck and shoulders. Somehow, this felt like exactly the right thing to do in the moment even though Meaghan knew that if she ever got to watch the tape, she’d be mortified.
Meaghan’s reaction shocked Sara, but she had no means of pausing to discuss this strange new development. The 32 ozs of tea were too much to stop and, quite frankly, the release she felt was amazing. Adding to her excitement was the feeling of the warm piss soaking her jeans and covering her entire bottom half. All of that felt amazing and arousing, but Meaghan’s reaction was what pushed Sara over the excitement edge and caused her to have a quick, but body shuddering orgasm.
Although it felt like a mini-eternity, all of this happened in a matter of seconds. The tsunami of piss turned into a wave and then a slow trickle until Sara could piss no more. Only when she was done, did she have the wherewithal to take stock of the situation. Her pants were drenched and she could see from the mirror behind her that her backside was as wet as her front. Initially, they had been steaming hot, but the wet denim was quickly dropping in temperature. She could feel a small trickle of sticky cum between her legs. Also between her legs was her best friend who sat there, hair soaking wet, and t-shirt clinging to her large breasts. Her eyes were still closed and her mouth still open as Sara’s piss dripped out the sides of Meaghan’s mouth.
The two held that pose for a few more seconds until Sara put her hand on Meaghan’s shoulder and uttered, “I think we’re supposed to switch now.”
Meaghan’s eyes opened and she smiled shyly at Sara. “I guess so.”
The two girls gently maneuvered around the bathroom. Sara backed up a few steps so that Meaghan could rise up. As she stood up, Sara looked in awe at the amount of piss that had spilled onto Meaghan’s hair, face, and shirt. Now it was Sara’s turn to be phased, and it was not until Meaghan spoke, saying. “I think you need to move pretty quick here because I really have to go,” that Sara snapped out of it.
She quickly took up Meaghan’s position on the floor sitting between her smaller roommate’s muscular legs. Sara could see the tension in those muscles as they strained to hold in all of the iced tea. Sara then saw those muscles relax and waited several seconds for whatever was going to happen next.
Just as with Sara, Meaghan’s wetting started with a small squirt. So small, in fact, that although Meaghan could feel the warm wetness between her legs, Sara could not see anything even though she was a few centimeters away and could smell it. Then that smell visually took shape before her very eyes as a wet patch formed on Meaghan’s crotch. At first, the darkness caused by the moisture slowly spread down Meaghan’s left leg, reaching all the way to the towell on the floor. Then Sara watched as the darkness started moving horizontally, first spreading across the front of Meaghan’s pants and then doing the same right beneath her buttcheeks.
Having watched Meaghan relish in her golden shower, Sara felt a bit short-changed by the slow flow from her roommate. Sara was also quite competitive and kind of wanted to be the star of the video. These motivations pushed Sara to take matters into her own hands (or lips in this case).
Still dry as a bone, Sara opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the darkest part of the wetness right where Meaghan’s pussy was releasing the liquid. As her lips touched, they felt the warmth and took in the odd but enjoyable taste.
Sara only had a few moments to contemplate the texture and taste, however. Meaghan may have started the video out in a daze, but the combination of adrenaline in her veins and dopamine in her brain had woken her the fuck up. She was as alert and as in the moment as she had ever been. So alert was she, that she had deliberately held back on the pee in the hopes that Sara would preen for the camera--Meaghan was competitive too (she was a collegiate athlete after all) and knew her roommate well. She did not want to miss this opportunity to get one over on her friend.
Meaghan watched keenly as Sara rose to put her lips on Meaghan’s crotch. Moreover, just to make sure the trap had been set perfectly, Meaghan let Sara suck in the piss for a second before Meaghan completely relaxed her bladder. The wave hit the jeans and Sara hard, to the point where neither the denim nor Sara could soak up what was being thrown at them. The shower poured down over Sara and she too experienced the same joy that her roommate had had moments before.
While Sara was getting sopped, Meaghan watched eagerly. Although Meaghan was gorgeous in her own right, she was often overshadowed by her taller, more traditionally beautiful friend. Standing above Sara now and pissing down all over gave a sense of domination that she had never had before. It was exhilarating.
Seconds passed as the two girls reveled in their separate but mutually thrilling states. As Meaghan had learned from Sara, it takes a while to drain the body of 32 ozs of tea, even at the rate Meaghan was pissing. However, just as all good things must come to an end, the pressure in Meaghan’s bladder decreased until there was nothing left to give.
All that was left were two, drenched girls standing in front of a camera.
Several seconds passed with nothing happening. Sara took a few deep breaths and then Meaghan saw a small wet patch the size of a dime become visible on the denim. Then nothing happened for several more seconds. Meaghan opened her mouth to ask Sara what was going on just as a torrent of pee came gushing forth. The piss splashed on Meaghan’s face and some even got into her mouth. The warm piss hitting her skin and the taste of it on her tongue snapped her to attention and a rush of sensations overwhelmed her. However, rather than shy away from the piss or shield herself from the spray, Meaghan instinctively moved closer to Sara’s crotch and opened her mouth wider. She let the piss flow into her mouth until full, then she would close her mouth and let the piss dribble down her neck and shoulders. Somehow, this felt like exactly the right thing to do in the moment even though Meaghan knew that if she ever got to watch the tape, she’d be mortified.
Meaghan’s reaction shocked Sara, but she had no means of pausing to discuss this strange new development. The 32 ozs of tea were too much to stop and, quite frankly, the release she felt was amazing. Adding to her excitement was the feeling of the warm piss soaking her jeans and covering her entire bottom half. All of that felt amazing and arousing, but Meaghan’s reaction was what pushed Sara over the excitement edge and caused her to have a quick, but body shuddering orgasm.
Although it felt like a mini-eternity, all of this happened in a matter of seconds. The tsunami of piss turned into a wave and then a slow trickle until Sara could piss no more. Only when she was done, did she have the wherewithal to take stock of the situation. Her pants were drenched and she could see from the mirror behind her that her backside was as wet as her front. Initially, they had been steaming hot, but the wet denim was quickly dropping in temperature. She could feel a small trickle of sticky cum between her legs. Also between her legs was her best friend who sat there, hair soaking wet, and t-shirt clinging to her large breasts. Her eyes were still closed and her mouth still open as Sara’s piss dripped out the sides of Meaghan’s mouth.
The two held that pose for a few more seconds until Sara put her hand on Meaghan’s shoulder and uttered, “I think we’re supposed to switch now.”
Meaghan’s eyes opened and she smiled shyly at Sara. “I guess so.”
The two girls gently maneuvered around the bathroom. Sara backed up a few steps so that Meaghan could rise up. As she stood up, Sara looked in awe at the amount of piss that had spilled onto Meaghan’s hair, face, and shirt. Now it was Sara’s turn to be phased, and it was not until Meaghan spoke, saying. “I think you need to move pretty quick here because I really have to go,” that Sara snapped out of it.
She quickly took up Meaghan’s position on the floor sitting between her smaller roommate’s muscular legs. Sara could see the tension in those muscles as they strained to hold in all of the iced tea. Sara then saw those muscles relax and waited several seconds for whatever was going to happen next.
Just as with Sara, Meaghan’s wetting started with a small squirt. So small, in fact, that although Meaghan could feel the warm wetness between her legs, Sara could not see anything even though she was a few centimeters away and could smell it. Then that smell visually took shape before her very eyes as a wet patch formed on Meaghan’s crotch. At first, the darkness caused by the moisture slowly spread down Meaghan’s left leg, reaching all the way to the towell on the floor. Then Sara watched as the darkness started moving horizontally, first spreading across the front of Meaghan’s pants and then doing the same right beneath her buttcheeks.
Having watched Meaghan relish in her golden shower, Sara felt a bit short-changed by the slow flow from her roommate. Sara was also quite competitive and kind of wanted to be the star of the video. These motivations pushed Sara to take matters into her own hands (or lips in this case).
Still dry as a bone, Sara opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the darkest part of the wetness right where Meaghan’s pussy was releasing the liquid. As her lips touched, they felt the warmth and took in the odd but enjoyable taste.
Sara only had a few moments to contemplate the texture and taste, however. Meaghan may have started the video out in a daze, but the combination of adrenaline in her veins and dopamine in her brain had woken her the fuck up. She was as alert and as in the moment as she had ever been. So alert was she, that she had deliberately held back on the pee in the hopes that Sara would preen for the camera--Meaghan was competitive too (she was a collegiate athlete after all) and knew her roommate well. She did not want to miss this opportunity to get one over on her friend.
Meaghan watched keenly as Sara rose to put her lips on Meaghan’s crotch. Moreover, just to make sure the trap had been set perfectly, Meaghan let Sara suck in the piss for a second before Meaghan completely relaxed her bladder. The wave hit the jeans and Sara hard, to the point where neither the denim nor Sara could soak up what was being thrown at them. The shower poured down over Sara and she too experienced the same joy that her roommate had had moments before.
While Sara was getting sopped, Meaghan watched eagerly. Although Meaghan was gorgeous in her own right, she was often overshadowed by her taller, more traditionally beautiful friend. Standing above Sara now and pissing down all over gave a sense of domination that she had never had before. It was exhilarating.
Seconds passed as the two girls reveled in their separate but mutually thrilling states. As Meaghan had learned from Sara, it takes a while to drain the body of 32 ozs of tea, even at the rate Meaghan was pissing. However, just as all good things must come to an end, the pressure in Meaghan’s bladder decreased until there was nothing left to give.
All that was left were two, drenched girls standing in front of a camera.
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