Chapter 8
The following Friday afternoon, just after lunch, Clay grinned as he handed Angie a paper bag. When she opened it, she was surprised to find that it contained a pair of rubber panties.
"That's right, dear," he told her, baby type rubber pants. Will asked me to give them to you and wants you to put them on now and wear them to his house this evening. You're not to shower, just let the rubber make you nice and sweaty, that's what he and his wife want. Take your panties off and put them on now."
"I wonder why on earth they want me all sweaty in rubber pants?" she asked as she took her own panties off and struggled into the tight garment.
"Who knows? One thing I can assure you is that you will be very sweaty and your ass cheeks will be terribly tender. If they decide to spank you, it will sting like hell. Oh yes, one more thing," he added, "you're not to pee after three o'clock. Better have one now," he said as he looked at his watch, "then be a good girl and obey instructions. Mmmmmm, your ass feels nice in your baby panties," he added as he fondled the rubber clad cheeks with both hands.
By six, Angie felt the need to urinate and while the urge was strong, she refused to disobey. As she saw it, the group had been good to her and she owned it to them to do as they wanted, without question.
When she reached Will and Ida's house the need was such that she felt acute discomfort. When Will introduced her to his wife, she saw the woman's eyes go wide with delight at the sight of her. Angie told of her need to urinate and that seemed to delight the two of them.
"You'll pee soon, dear," Ida assured her, "but we really must have a drink and chat a little first. We regard peeing, properly done, as an exciting sexual experience. For maximum pleasure, the pee should be retained as long as possible. Did you ever pee yourself by accident, when you couldn't make it to the toilet on time?"
"No. Not since I was a little kid at any rate."
"Then you've missed something. That moment when you can't hold back and your pee shoots out is sheer ecstasy. You press your thighs together and try to hold back, but it still forces out and runs down your legs. Sometimes when I do it I almost come. Will and I have both been saving our pee for hours."
"This is all new to me," Angie told them, "but the way you describe it, it does sound exciting."
"It is," Will told her, "and there are so many variations. Sometimes we go walking at night with Ida just wearing ordinary nylon panties. Ida has been holding her pee back for hours and her thighs rub together when she walks. After a while, she can't hold back any longer and she stands there, right on the sidewalk and pees herself."
"Christ, it's exciting, so exciting that each time I pee myself in public like that, it brings me right to the verge of coming. After I've done it, we look for a spot that's nice and dark, then I pull my skirt up to my waist, Will takes his cock out and he pees all over my panties while I turn around slowly, getting it front and back. After that, we come home and he scolds me for wetting my panties, then spanks me through them."
"What a joy it is to spank her with nylon panties soaking wet and clinging to her," Will took over. "We do it in the toilet. I strip naked and she takes off everything but her panties. For a while, each spank sends up a shower of pee spray, then I spank her until her panties are just about dry across the seat. After that, I take her panties off and lick around her pissy crotch and suck her cunt. Of course, we finish up with a nice fuck. She bends over with her feet wide apart and I slip it to her from behind."
"God, this is making me so horny," Angie said with a little squeal of delight. "I always thought peeing was a thing you did when you needed to and that was all."
"You'll learn, dear," Ida told her. "I'm horny too, so let's take our dresses off. I imagine Will will strip naked right away. At least he usually does. I think the reason is that he loves to show his cock and I can't say I blame him, it's a very nice one. Of course you'd know, you did suck him off that day in the office. Christ, I'd love to have watched you suck all five pricks like that."
"It really was something," Angie said as she followed the woman's lead by taking her dress off and thrilling to the way the couple ate her up with their eyes.
While the man finished undressing, Ida went to Angie and fondled the cups of her bra and her rubber panties. The excitement increased Angie's need to urinate, but she was enjoying it then, even though it hurt.
"Angie, darling," Ida told her with feeling, "you're far and away the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I just can't wait to get my face into your crotch. You do enjoy having your cunt eaten, don't you?"
"I love it, Ida, whether by a man or a woman. I can never get enough of cunt lapping and I love to do it too. I'll wear your crotch like a silk mask when you're ready."
"I'll be ready often during this weekend," Ida said, a little tremor of excitement in her voice. Will you lap my cunt when I'm all full of pee?"
"I guess so. Up to now I wouldn't have dreamed of doing such a thing, but you two have convinced me that pee is fun. What does it taste like, anyway?"
"Usually rather salty. It's better if you drink it fresh from the cunt. Sometimes I have Ida squat over my face and piss into my mouth. I'm not always in the mood for that, but when I am it's the wildest thing in the world. Sometimes when she's doing it, I get so excited that I can't wait and I jerk off while I drink her hot pee."
"It sounds exciting and I hate to sound unromantic," Angie said hesitantly, "but isn't it dangerous to drink pee? I mean isn't it full of germs like poop?"
"Heaven's no," Will replied, pulling his foreskin back and waving his stiff prick at Angie. "You see, urine is an acid and so, unless a person has some serious kidney or bladder infection, it's perfectly sterile. In fact, in emergency situations where a disinfectant is needed and none is available, urine is recommended."
"Are you serious?" Angie asked.
"Absolutely, a friend of mine once showed it to me in a manual of emergency first aid. Now we've had enough of serious talk, let's get back to sex."
Sitting, he pulled Angie down on his lap and his hands became busy with the seat of her rubber panties, her thighs and her breasts. While she watched the two, Ida, an attractive red-haired woman of twenty-four, just half her husband's age, took her bra off and played with an attractively firm set of breasts. They were not near the size of Angie's, but they were firm and conical, almost sharply pointed with pretty pink nipples which Angie wanted to suck.
"By the way, dear," Will told Angie, "as much as I like the pee games, I love to eat and fuck cunt too, so don't be afraid you'll go short in that department while you're with us."
"I'm glad to hear that, Will," Angie told him in an intimate whisper. "In that department, I'm kind of an old fashioned girl. I like all kinds of playing around, but I still love the feel of a stiff cock up my cunt, giving me a nice old fashioned fucking.
"That's what I like to hear dear," he told her as he reached around her to unhook her bra and take it off, then gasped as her naked breasts seemed to leap to freedom and jut boldly. It was as though he hadn't seen and felt them before.
"Oh Jesus," hif wife gasped as she hurried closer, "no wonder you couldn't describe what they looked like, darling," she told Will. "Tits like these just can't be described. There aren't enough words in the whole damn language. Let me feel," she added as he moved his hands away to allow her to fondle the firm gems. "Oh my God, they're as firm as teenaged butt cheeks, maybe firmer.
While Ida played with the most beautiful breasts she had ever seen, Will occupied himself with the rubber pants which clung to her beautifully rounded bottom, her tummy and crotch.
"Oh please," Angie almost sobbed, "I need a pee so badly."
"All right, Angie. I just want to slip a hand into your pants first to see if you're nice and hot and sweaty. Oh Jesus, yes. Ida, she's beautifully sweaty."
"Wonderful, dear. Shall I adjust her panties?"
"Yes, hurry," he replied as he patted Angie on the bottom as she stood. "I'm so excited now, I may go off in the air."
"Oh don't do that, Will," Angie told him with a little smile, "it would be such a terrible waste of good cream."
Ida went to her and adjusted her rubber pants, tugging the cuffs down a little, then pushing the garment down from the waist. When she felt the crotch, she found a little slack there, just enough for what the couple had in mind.
"Ready, darling?" Will asked his wife.
"Ready."
"All right, Angie," he told her as he gave her a couple of stinging spanks, "go ahead and pee now."
"You mean ... in my panties? Right here?"
"Yes, angel, pee in your little rubber panties while we watch you. I love to see a woman peeing herself." As though to hurry her, he held her around the waist and gave her two more spanks.
Despite her terrible need, Angie had a little trouble getting the flow to turn on, then she gave a little cry and her eyes went wide with excitement and relief.
Kneeling with his ear against the warm rubber, Will heard her urine shoot hard into the garment, then the crotch bulged as her flow filled it, yet she kept pouring the hot fluid which she had retained for so long.
Is your pee pouring up the crack of your butt, dear?" Will asked excitedly.
"Yes ... yes, it's so hot, it's spreading all around me, my ass and belly and everything," she told him with excitement which matched his.
Angie thought her flow would never stop, but then it did, a few final dribbles adding to the copious quantity already bulging her rubber pants and warming her body.
"Yes, dear, yes," the man enthused as he pressed a hand upward into her crotch and pushed hard, making the warm fluid spread around her buttocks and tummy, but the tightness of the pants kept it from escaping, as the couple knew it would, having played the game before.
"And now let's have a drink," he said as he got up and went to the bar.
"How long am I going to keep these panties on?" Angie asked Ida.
"A little while, dear, then Will is going to take them off in a very exciting way."
Ida took Angie in her arms and they kissed hotly, the woman's hands rubbing over the smooth rubber, feeling well fleshed, firm buttocks and keeping the urine moving around with the pressure of her hands.
When Will returned with the drinks, Ida released her partner with a final pat on the crotch of her pants, then he took the girl in his arms and kissed her with passion. After the kiss, he sucked her breasts for a little while, then dropping to his knees and telling her to open up her crotch, he mouthed the fluid filled panties with such passion that Angie kept squirming and sighing with desire. She couldn't understand why having her panties filled to the limit with warm urine should be so thrilling, but she didn't really try to question it. It was enough to enjoy the feeling and to wonder how her panties were going to be taken off by the man.
While they sipped drinks, Will and Ida told her other stories of their offbeat sexual activities, most of which were related to urination. Ida enjoyed urinating in parks and beside country roads and farm fields where there were little boys around to watch as she lowered her panties, held her dress high and encouraged them to watch her.
When Will finished his drink, he put his glass down and said it was time to go to the bathroom. He helped Angie into the tub and had her stand in it, then he knelt in front of her and played with her full rubber panties some more as she squirmed in mounting passion, not knowing what was going to happen, but sensing that it was going to be exciting, whatever it was.
Kneeling as close to her as possible, he began taking the pants down. It was difficult stripping the tight rubber off her, but he obviously enjoyed the difficulty, then Angie felt some of the liquid leaking down over the rubber and onto the backs of her thighs as her crack was slowly bared.
He paused, then jerked the front of the pants down and her urine poured over his chest as he held her tightly and pressed against her thighs and legs, allowing the flow to bathe him, low, partially muffled groans breaking from him.
When the major portion of the flow had passed, he pushed the garment to her feet and his wife held Angie as he removed the pants, then he began licking all the portions of her body and thighs which had been bathed with her urine.
He got out of the tub then and had Angie stand bent from the waist, her hands gripping the edge of the basin, her feet braced wide apart.
His tool in his hand, he stood against her wet behind, pushed his organ into the tightness of her vagina, then, before he could take even one stroke, he pressed firmly against her and fired his charge into her churning depths. Angie's desire had been great, but the act of intercourse was so brief that it gave her nothing more than terrible frustration.
Withdrawing his spent organ, Will left the bathroom without a word.
"Did I do something to make him angry?" Angie asked his wife.
"No dear, you were perfect, the best ever. It's just that he gets too excited, it takes too much out of him. He keeps a cot in the basement and he'll go there now and be asleep in a minute. In the morning, he'll be refreshed and his old cheerful self. In one way or another, there will be more pee games tomorrow."
"I feel like I could use a shower," Angie said, the excitement of the game having passed and leaving her feeling soiled.
"Of course, dear, I'll help you with a shower and a douche, then we'll have a drink and spend an evening of quiet, beautiful lovemaking."
They showered together and Ida was gentle and thorough as she washed Angie's body carefully after having douched her. The shower finished, her body glowing and feeling clean again, Angie was more than ready for lesbian fun and games. Desire flared strongly and when they returned to the living room, they didn't pour their drinks until they had writhed on the thickly carpeted floor, playing with each other, kissing, licking and fondling, then meeting in full length embrace, each with her face in the crotch of the other, lapping until orgasm removed the rough edges of passion for both of them.
After that, they chatted over drinks, exchanging stories of their sexual exploits, Ida telling tales of various parties she had attended and the things she had seen and done there.
"You know, dear," Ida told her, "your beauty saved you from a spanking tonight. After a woman has worn a pair of rubber pants for hours, her buttocks are Sweaty and sensitive, so very tender. Will usually takes down the woman's rubber pants and gives her a spanking. You are so damn beautiful that you made him forget to do it."
"I'm not so glad I missed it, Ida. I really enjoy spanking and getting spanked. Do you?"
"Love it, darling, both ways. Shall we toss a coin to see who gets it first? God, how I'm dying to have you across my thighs and to spank that lovely ass of yours. It's the most perfect one I've ever seen in my life."
"Thanks, Ida. Since that's the way you feel, we don't need to toss a coin, you spank me first. Want to make a game of it?"
"Oh yes. I'll be a school teacher and you be the student. I've caught you in some serious offense and I spank you, then make you go down on me and suck my cunt. You act terribly afraid of the whole thing and cry a lot.
At Ida's suggestion, they both got dressed, Ida producing a pair of nylon panties for Angie, then they played their game. Ida proved to be a thrilling actress and they managed to extend the session for a full hour.
After that, they dressed again and Angie thrilled to the tingling of her buttocks as they went to the bar and had another drink, then positions were reversed and Angie became the warden of a women's reformatory who took one of the prisoners to her private quarters to spank and humiliate her and to force her to perform cunnilingus on her until she'd had enough.
When that game was over, they enjoyed a nightcap together, then went to bed together. Both thought they were ready for sleep, but it didn't turn out that way and after more conversation, they began playing with each other and it was not long before they were writhing hotly on the bed, each lapping the cunt of the other and producing strong orgasms. Only alter that did sleep claim them and give their tired bodies the rest they needed.
Once during the night, Angie woke to find Ida kissing and licking her buttocks and crack. A dim light had been turned on and she sleepily submitted to being turned over, opened her legs and Ida went down on her and gave her a delightful cunt lapping. When it was over, Ida turned the light off, patted Angie's silken bottom and they both drifted back to sleep.
In the morning, they made love again before they got up and showered together, then went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Since the maid had been given the weekend off, Angie helped with routine household tasks, they chatted like old friends, then around noon, when Will still hadn't made an appearance, Ida went to check on him.
"He's fine," she reported with a smile when she returned, "but he wants to rest for another couple of hours. We'll go to a nice restaurant and have lunch."
They enjoyed a good meal and a couple of drinks and as passion began to build for both of them, they played little games with their knees, then became bolder and brought their hands into play under the table. They saw other diners stealing glances in their direction, and that aroused them even more.
"I think we'd better get going before we get arrested," Ida said with a grin. "I have the damndest urge to get under the table and lap your cunt right here and now!"
Angie giggled, they left money to pay for the meal, then hurried out to the parking lot. As they reached the car, the only person they could see was the youthful parking lot attendant.
Arousal flaring wildly, Ida took Angie in her arms and kissed her with fierce passion, knowing that the youth could see them clearly. While they kissed, she pulled Angie's dress up above her hips and played with her panty clad buttocks.
When they drove past him, they saw that he was sweating more than the temperature of the day justified. As he stared into the car, Angie pulled the hem of her dress high to let him see her thighs and panties.
They found Will nursing a drink in the bar and joined him, telling of their experience in the parking lot and quickly getting him aroused sexually.
"Do either of you need a pee?" he asked and both told him they did. "Fine, my darlings, hold it for a while. I have big plans for the two of you this afternoon."
He kept them waiting for almost an hour until both were straining to hold back the flow which so wanted to escape, then he took them to his basement room. It had a tile floor and on it was a piece of canvas covered with a flannel blanket.
Will stripped naked in a hurry and told them to do the same. They removed everything, including garter belts and nylons, then he played with them both for a while, then told them to lap each other's cunts while he watched. As they writhed together on the bed, the man fondled both their bodies and kept urging them on until, one after the other, they both climaxed.
He played with both warm, wet crotches for a while, then told them to put their panties on. That surprised Angie, but not Ida who had played many games with Will over the years and had watched him play with others and knew what was going to happen. It was a game she liked to play and she told Angie that she would enjoy it too.
"Since you know the game, darling," Will told his wife as he lay on the blanket, his penis stiff and twitching with arousal, "you'll do it first. Make me wait for it as long as you can."
Rubbing a hand in her crotch, Ida knelt astride her husband, her back turned toward his face, then lowered herself, moving backward, her nylon panties stretching to contain her wide behind.
"Are you going to pee right in his face?" Angie asked in a whisper.
"That's right, dear, but I'm going to make him wait. He doesn't know whether it will be thirty seconds or thirty minutes."
Peering closely, Angie saw the look of wild arousal on the face of the man as he breathed deeply through his nose while his wife lightly rubbed her panty sheathed bottom against the tip of it. From time to time, the woman gave a little grunt as though she were going to commence urinating, but each time she proved to be only teasing, and her panties remained dry.
And then she grunted again and Angie saw a circle of wet in the taut nylon, then her urine was dribbling through, most of it in one rather slow stream, its force lessened by the fabric of her panties, but there were other smaller dribbles as well as she showered his face while he groaned and panted, a maniacal look in his eyes, his hands holding her hips as through all aid she would get away.
But Ida obviously had no intention of getting away as she continued to bathe his face with her warm, nylon filtered flow until her pressure diminished and Angie saw that the exciting performance was finishing.
At that point, Will moved a little under her, his mouth opened and he drank until the fluid was no longer dribbling. With a little sigh, Ida sat on his face with her wet panties and rubbed them all over him while he groaned in ecstasy and his stiff penis twitched strongly.
Ida got up then, took her wet panties off and washed her husband's face with them. At one point, he caught her hand, guided the panties into his mouth and Angie saw him sucking greedily. Her excitement was such that while she still needed to pee, she wasn't sure she was going to be able to do it when her turn came.
Leaving Will's face wet and shining, Ida turned, wrapped the wet panties around his stiff rod and rubbed up and down on the pole until he groaned for her to stop or he would ejaculate.
"Your turn, darling," Ida said as she dropped her wet panties and got to her feet. "Give him a nice pee shower, but tease him, make him wait for it as long as you like."
Angie began her teasing by standing above the man, her feet wide apart, a hand rubbing in her crotch.
"I've saved a lot of pee for you, Will," she told him with a taunting smile. "I've never pissed on the face of a man before, but I'm going to enjoy pissing on yours."
"Hurry, Angie, hurry," he panted, reaching to wrap a hand around the shaft of his rampant pecker. "Jesus, darling, I'm going crazy waiting for it to happen. Your little panties are so nice and tight."
"They're nice and hot too, lover man. You'll find out how hot they are when I press them down on your face and give you a nice massage."
When he begged her again to hurry, Angie went down on her knees and straddled his wet, upturned face, her crotch closer to him, but not close enough to satisfy the man.
She would have kept it there longer, but just then she felt a need to break wind. She didn't know whether or not he would enjoy what she had in mind, but she was determined to do it anyway.
Angie held back the escape of gas until she was in position with her anus against his nose, only the thin film of nylon between them, then she let it go.
Neither Will or his wife were expecting the high pitched fart of about two seconds duration which sounded loud and clear in the quiet room. She felt his hands grip her hips strongly and pull her more tightly against his face as his nose pressed into her crack and she felt him inhaling deeply of the odor which seeped through the nylon to him.
Will was still inhaling the surprise aroma from her crack when, without warning, she let her pent up urine go and heard his cry of surprise and delight.
Angie heard the fluid trickling onto his face, then his mouth opened wide as he captured her flow. Ida had seen her husband drink urine before, but not an entire flow as he did with Angie's. When she was nearing the end of her production and the flow slowed, he pressed his open mouth to her dripping panties, took the rest she was able to produce, then sucked the wet, warm nylon.
Sensing that any attempt at intercourse would only give her frustration as he would blast off the moment he got into her cunt, she bent farther over him, caught his throbbing member and drew the head into her mouth. When she had been sucking his prong for less than a minute, she heard a grunt, felt him tense, then he was shooting his rich juice into her mouth. Her head moving slowly up and down over his crotch, Angie sucked him dry, then got to her feet with a smile, took her wet panties off and tossed them to him.
Ida nodded toward the door and began walking. Angie followed her and they went naked to the bar to enjoy a drink and talk of the excitement they had shared with the man with the strange tastes.
"I hate to tell you this, dear," Ida told her as they went to a couch with their drinks, "but the party's over."
"What do you mean? Aren't I supposed to stay until tomorrow afternoon or evening?"
"That was the deal, dear, but I can't risk it. He hasn't as strong heart as he used to have and this takes too much out of him. I'm afraid of what could happen if there were another round."
"My God, I'm glad you told me. I'll take off fast before he comes upstairs looking for more."
"You needn't rush. He won't come up for hours, perhaps not until tomorrow morning, but I don't want to chance it. I'll go to your place with you and we can have our own little ball there. I can't get enough of that tasty cunt of yours and I'd like to have mind lapped some more. Can we spank at your place?"
"Sure. The neighbors have heard plenty of spanking from my apartment and they never make any fuss about it. I get some strange looks, but that's about all. I think we're going to have a wonderful time, just the two of us.
They finished their drinks, showered and dressed, then Ida drove Angie back to her apartment and they enjoyed a wonderful evening of tingling bottoms, hot exciting kisses and thoroughly delightful cunt lapping.