Sometimes, when you 're a dominant allele lesbian with a distinctively kinky side, you 'll meet young lady that absolutely love to be used, abused and taken advantage of. Now, about girls have a submissive incline, so it 's not hard to find a lover who likes to get told what to do, but it takes a special kind of girl to devote herself and her dead body so entirely to you that she would let you use her, abuse her, do every depraved thing you tell her to willingly and eagerly and still ask for more, beg for more, while already soaked in trunk fluids from head to toe with every orifice raw and sore. One such girl was Karissa.

I woke up one dawning with her and another miss next to me, who I had met at a political party the night before. I do n't even remember the early girl 's figure, and I doubt I ever got formally introduced to her to begin with. Karissa I remember, she was a friend of a friend of a lover and was just out for a serious time. She 's a slim petite with hanker black pilus, a cute round of golf look and low-spirited oculus, a few inches unretentive than me and, of course, much thinner, but not too thin for my tastes, with some prissy womanly curves and a cunning set of large-B/small-C cup boob, which I got to research all throughout the night. She 's about 10 age younger than me, maybe in her mid-20s, and absolutely slavish, with a kinky position I had only scratched the Earth's surface of the Night before.

The other girl was a brunette, a bit taller and Old than Karissa, with a layer haircut that was all messy as she lay there in my bed in the morning. She had a long face, but sweet-smelling wide back talk and the prettiest teeth I 've ever seen. Her white meat, now underneath the canvas, were nice and full-of-the-moon and weighed down as far as I remembered. She had joined us, mainly out of curiosity, and was a short embarrassed and reluctant throughout the all night as this was clearly her kickoff `` bi-curious '' experiment. She did n't complain when Karissa ate her out, though, and seemed to bask watching us. Well, except the thing we did in the bathroom, as we had a feeling that she might be too vanilla extract to appreciate our kinky side when we both found out that we each really, really loved all things pee.

Karissa stirred as I sat up, groaning, still half-asleep, while the early girl was n't moving. I stretched, feeling refreshed and already slightly horny, thinking back on the Nox before. I was in one of those moods when you 're awake, but too lazy to get up, unless something would really require you to, and since it was the weekend and I did n't hold to go to make for, nothing urgently required me to, other than my bladder. I considered a moment just staying in bed and peeing on myself, as I sometimes do when I 'm alone, lazy, horny and do n't care, just wanting to feel that warmly, wet tactual sensation between my pegleg, and the relief. Then I got a better idea.

I moved, slowly, straddling Karissa 's mind next to me. I was wearing a short, yellow gown that just pushed up around my waistline as I spread my pegleg, revealing my ginger-haired crotch and glistening labia. She moved her heading, still not opening her eyes, but since the dark before she begged me to use her in every way I would require, I was planning on putting it to the trial run and see if it still applied. Slowly, drops of pee trickled down my slit and onto her face, hitting her cheeks. She moaned, then parted her lips slightly. I do n't cognize if she was aware of what happened, or if it was just a reflex, and I really did n't care. I relaxed my vesica more, and a small flow hit her mouth. She coughed, sputtered for a minute, looking up at me, then just quickly opened her mouth spacious, letting me fill it with piss.

I peed slowly, giving her clip to eat up it, making indisputable not a totally lot ran down onto the sheets. I lowered my crotch more and Sir Thomas More down on her font, until my hirsute slit was pressed right on her luscious lip, pissing right into her oral cavity. She swallowed it all, and then almost looked sad when I was done. I smiled, and rolled over, laying down next to her, still too work-shy to get up. Her hand moved between my legs, and she began to rub my now soaked pussy, at the same prison term kissing me with the perceptiveness of my urine still on her lips. I lay back and just let her please me, until I woke the other lady friend with my groan as I came. She barely noticed us and got up, stumbling to the bathroom. We giggled, feeling naughty for having already had sex right succeeding to her. Finally, I also got up and made a little breakfast.

When the girl returned from the bathroom, we sat down at my kitchen table and had some pledge and coffee, while it was Karissa 's number to go, freshening herself and doing the things girls do in the morning. I did n't speak a great deal at breakfast, as our booster turned out to be still embarrassed and really quite drilling as a schmoozer. I smiled, as Karissa returned and joined us, standing by the table for a moment, then suddenly dropping to her human knee and crawling under it. `` What 's she doing ? '' the early fille asked. I shrugged. `` Getting breakfast, I guess, '' I replied, already mindful of her plans. instant later, the girl realized what it meant when she felt Karissa 's spit between her peg, slowly working her way up to the moist centre of her sex.

Across the board, I acted like zilch was happening, watching the verbalism on the woman 's face spell from surprise, to embarrassment, to shame, to easiness, use, and cloud nine. I slipped off my sandals and began feeling with my feet underneath the mesa, finding Karissa 's legs soon and tracing them back up to her butt. My toes ran across her soft, round brass and down her shot, my big toe finding its way inscrutable inside to her anus. Playfully, I began to rub it while my other foot caressed her buttocks.

I might 've entered her, but it was hard to differentiate as she had her mouth wide-cut of slit and would n't groan much over the munching noises she made. Her anus was tight and dry, so it was hard getting inside, but I played with it anyway. If she wanted to serve me, she would necessitate to get used to consume her ass played with.

Karissa would n't halt until the early char was satisfied, sitting trousering and sweating in her chair. Soon thereafter, she excused herself, as she was probably already missed by her dear husband who no incertitude had no clue about his cunt-whoring wife. We finished breakfast with Karissa still on the floor and me feeding her pledge, laced with pussy slime, which I gathered from my snatch with a spoonful. She ate eagerly, then sucked some jelly off my labia, pubic region and nipple that I smeared on there with my fingers.

Once we were both fed and she had licked me scavenge, I began to call up what I would want to do. The young missy seemed to want to gravel with me today, so I got determined to put her devotion to a mental testing and see how deep she would let herself be degraded. I 'm not a cruel, sadistic domme, so I may not have the honest lead record of really breaking someone, but I like to play with abasement, to see how far a sub 's judgment can be bent down. So, if you expect somatic penalisation and fury, you might want to go to a unlike fancy woman ; I 'm a lover, not a fighter.

We got dressed. I put on a really cool cockeyed greenish body suit that made me front 10 Ezra Pound dilutant and gave my pinhead a Sweet pattern, faintly showing teat and areolae when I 'm not wearing a bra. Over that, just some loose, scant, white jogging pants, that were cut low enough for the private parts product line of the body suit of clothes to glance out. And a all-inclusive, bright red flappy hat and my unit of ammunition gold-rimmed sunglass. It was summertime, after all. Karissa had no other clothes than the dead black bird and White person bodice she had worn the night before, completed with silvery high-heels and a matching purse lined with rhinestones.

We left and just went for a stroll. It was warm, but not beating down yet, and we enjoyed all the centre following us as I led her down the street. My apartment was n't too far from the city substance, and so we passed a few boutiques soon on our way. Karissa stopped shortly at one with some shiny, colourful summer wearing apparel in the windows and admired them. The shop class was called `` Dani 's '', and it did n't face like they would experience anything in my size, but I went inside with her anyway, just to let her have a look.

In the shop it was poise and quiet. Karissa took off right away and dove down an aisle of short dresses and mini skirt, squealing with glee. I was greeted by a wide smile from a woman. She was about my age, but much slimmer and a niggling brusque than me, with brunette hair she wore down to her shoulder in level, framing a beautiful, soft cheek with some of the sweetest mouth I 've ever seen. She certainly had the figure and size to wear everything in the shop and wee-wee it calculate good and I wondered if the short, European olive tree garb with random looking cutouts in all the properly places was from here, too. She must be Dani.

'' hullo, '' she said, as if to reassert my thought. `` I 'm Dani. Can I serve you ? '' I smiled back, pushing my dark glasses up into my whisker. `` Thanks, '' I said. `` But I think me and my ... '' I looked around at Karissa, as she eyed herself in the mirror, holding dresses in front of her. `` ... me and my girl will just have got a flavor around, I think, '' I finished the sentence. `` for sure, '' she said, still smiling. `` Can I offer you anything to drink ? '' For a second, I was about to answer something naughty, like 'only if it comes from between your legs', but then I just shrugged and said : `` Ah, thanks. Some urine ? ``

She left and returned shortly with a small bottle. I took a sip and slowly paced down the aisles. I hate water, it always tastes like drinking my own spittle, stale, but many places do n't have very much else to offer. Karissa could n't decide between a white dead dress with stack of pouch, and a black and putting surface striped one with matching drogue, while I started to remark the forenoon chocolate looking for a way out. Coffee always takes the spry road through my soundbox, and so I glanced around as I stepped over to my new `` girlfriend ''. There were no other customers in the shop at the here and now, and Dani seemed occupied and looked out the window, leaving us in peace.

'' Hey, '' Karissa said when she saw me. `` What do you call up ? '' She held up the two dresses. I nodded. `` Get down, '' I replied, loosening the chain that held my gasp up. For a mo she looked at me puzzled, but then understood. She got down to her knees, half hidden behind a stand of wearing apparel, and looked up at my genital organ as my trouser slowly slid down my legs. I pulled aside the lean landing strip of my torso suit that barely covered my pelvis and gingerly parted my labia, which got stuck together from swither and moisture.

Then I just let it run, slowly, making certain she was able to catch it with her oral cavity. Dani still did n't seem to notice anything as Karissa was slurping up the piss running down my puss and ramification. She was eager, as before, and drank it down obediently while I enjoyed the slew of her sweet grimace buried in my hairy crotch, and the relief of emptying my bladder again.

Suddenly, I got startled by a voice. `` Can ... can I ... sum ? '' In the moments I was n't looking, Dani had come closer until she could see what was going on. She looked at me embarrassed and her voice was much quieter than before, but she was determined nonetheless. I licked my backtalk, smiling. `` Hmm, '' I said. `` Giving or receiving ? '' She blushed and did n't answer flop away, and instead hurriedly closed the door to the shop. `` In any capacity you wished, '' she said finally as she came close. I smirked and looked down at Karissa, whose mouth was dripping wet from my pussy. She still knelt on the floor, her back straight and chest pushed out, waiting for Thomas More. In the dim light, I could see the top of her bodice had a wet, faintly yellow stain.

'' Well, my girl is craving puss, '' I said, looking down at Karissa, who nodded eagerly. `` So if you feel like it, you could contribute her a taste of yours. '' She hesitated, but Karissa already crawled over between her legs, looking up, and so Dani slowly lifted her skirt. She wore a slim, black thong with some of her pubes exhibit around the edges, and quickly pushed it down as Karisssa moved closer to her genitalia. I could see she was trimmed nicely above her slit, but still full enough to have the mature, womanly look that I love. Karissa, on the other hand, kept herself shaved smooth and clean all over, but she lodged her lips around Dani 's pubic region instantly, making little sucking dissonance, while the market keeper closed her middle and moaned slightly.

'' She 's thirsty, '' I whispered into Dani 's capitulum as I stepped behind her, cupping her breast and twitching her nipples between my pollex and forefingers through the thin, subdued fabric. `` So whatever you want to give to her, she 'll toast it. '' To sustain her, I opened the pee bottleful and poured some over her dresser and crotch, watching it seep through her dress and run down her legs, where Karissa eagerly licked and sucked it up. `` Are ... are you certainly ? '' Dani asked uneasily, her eyes moving between me and Kari. We both nodded.

I watched her as she took a deep breath, still blushing slightly, and then let her pussy dribble just barely, holding back as much as she could, embarrassed, but aroused, testing Kari 's reaction. Like before, the female child instantly sucked it up and swallowed, closing her mouth around Dani 's mound and letting her pee run into her pharynx. That convinced her, and I could hear a thick, wet stream shooting from her cunt into Karissa 's mouth, filling it up until it spurts out the position as she could n't swallow fast enough.

Dani could n't deem back and pissed straight into Karissa 's aspect, covering her heart and hair before the miss began drinking it again. I watched from the sidelines while the girl got covered more than and more, her hair hanging in wet bar and her top drenched in piss. Finally, Dani was finished, and Kari made sure to work out her blank while I ran my hired hand down her spine. `` Mmmh, did that get you hot, pissing on my girl ? '' I whispered into her ear. Dani swallowed, but did n't answer. My fingers slid between her fundament, tracing the way from her sopping kitty-cat to her anus and back again, before they entered her puckered, tight ass.

She squealed, but pushed back, leaning forward against a clothes rack as I probed her with index and middle finger. I squatted down behind her, smiling at Kari between her legs as I worked her ass. Karissa began licking her cunt again, sucking her clitoris trench into her mouth, making her squirm. I tried to fuck Dani 's ass with my fingers, but could n't get very far, as it was still dry and tight. I pulled them back and grabbed her butt boldness, spreading them hard and wide of the mark with both hands as I began to lick slowly across her ass, with my completely tongue.

She tasted musty, and spicy, but not bad, and seemed to enjoy the feeling a lot. I began probing her once more, spitting taste of saliva on her tight asshole, wetting it as dependable as I could. Finally, I could get deeper and faster inside her, pushing my fingers all the way inside and pulling them out again. She visibly enjoyed getting fucked into her ass, and so stay fresh spitting on it, wetting it as much as I could, until I placed the neck of the bottle on her anus.

I pushed. The plastic made little cracking racket as it spread her ass encompassing, while I drilled the bottle up her ass relentlessly. I kept dripping saliva on the bound of her ass while I moved the bottle inside her, going deeper and deeper. It was minor, but still thick than a cock, and spread her ass nicely open, making her flavor filled and raw. Dani moaned and panted while I fucked her with the bottleful, taking her ass as deep and hard as zippo had done before. Meanwhile, Karissa leaned over to me. We kissed, passionately, I could taste Dani 's snatch on her brim, while Karissa was fucking her snatch with her fingers.

I got rougher, and pulled the bottle all the way out, only to ram it into her gaping ass again, fucking her raw and merciless while Karissa worked her snatch with her brim, fingerbreadth and clapper. Dani shuddered and buckled, close to cumming. I took the bottle out, screwed the cap off and then finally shoved it deep up her asshole, squeezing it to shoot the relief of the piss highschool up her intestine. That sent her over the sharpness, and she came, violently, gushing into Karissa 's mouth, before she collapsed onto the level, now drenched in her juices. She curled up, smiling happily, the bottle still sticking in her ass, while Karissa and me kissed her .