Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 176002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 880(@200wpm)___ 704(@250wpm)___ 587(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 176002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 880(@200wpm)___ 704(@250wpm)___ 587(@300wpm)
I’m laughing when Josh takes his dick back and sprays me and Heath one after the other. We’re fighting over the stream, like chicks in a nest, open mouthed as we try to get our fill. Thank fuck we downed two pints of water, because Josh has plenty to go around. Me and Heath are both covered, soaking wet, when he kisses me. The joy of tasting my boyfriend’s piss in Heath’s mouth is divine, and Josh keeps spraying us as our tongues tangle.
So, this is it. My first taste of watersports.
Josh was right – I’m addicted.
“Your turn,” Josh says when he’s finally done spraying. He taps Heath’s shoulder, and I moan as the Count breaks the kiss to get to his feet. But he’s replaced by my gorgeous Josh, who pulls my piss slick body against his and lands his lips on mine.
“You’ll have to fight me for this round,” Josh says, and pokes out his pierced tongue. I adore the humour in his eyes. “I love Heath’s piss. I’d down every single drop of it and still beg for more.”
“Yeah?” I say, squaring up to him. “Well, so would I.”
I crack into a grin as Heath strains against his hard-on.
We both take hold of Heath’s hard laddered dick as he curses and tries to get the jet flowing. We urge him on with giggles and open mouths – a filthy dynamic duo, crazy for fun.
The first spurt is barely a dribble, and Josh gets to it before me with his snake move.
“Come on,” I say, “your sweet curva is thirsty,” and open my mouth wide.
“Norac!” Heath says and lets rip, and the hose comes rushing – piss jetting all over the pair of us.
I love the way piss feels so warm as it dribbles down my tits. I love the way it pools between my legs, soaking against my clit as I circle my fingers. Josh sees me playing, and takes my chin, holding me in position under Heath’s streaming dick.
“Using it to get yourself off, hey? Naughty bitch. Let’s see how well you can swallow before you use it as fucking lube.” He angles my face up, and my eyes meet Heath’s. “Drink, Ella. Drink Heath’s filthy fucking piss.”
I have to gulp it down so fast. Mouthful after mouthful of the warm wet stream. I manage three full swallows before it overflows, but Josh is right beside me to clear up the mess, licking it up from my chin. It’s his fingers against my clit now, playing. I grind against him as I keep on swallowing, trying to drink every drop of Heath’s piss that I can.
And then… as the climax builds – I feel my own bladder calling.
I clench to fight it, but Josh feels it. He shakes his head with a smirk.
“No, no, baby. You’ve taken from us, so you’ll give in return.”
It’s a strange feeling, as my turn approaches. I’m used to all kinds of filth, but a strange instinct holds me back. Heath helps me to my feet, and I give my thanks, dripping with his piss, and then it’s the two guys on their knees before me. It’s them with their hands on my thighs, telling me to spread and deliver. It’s their mouths that are open, wanting, and their dirty eyes staring up at me.
But my body holds back.
I can’t make myself pee.
“Blank your mind out, Ella,” Josh says. “Stop overthinking.”
I wonder if I’m doing the lip thing, and smirk to myself. I try to blank everything out, like Josh says, and focus on my breathing. All three of us are already covered in piss. We’ve already been kissing, and gulping and playing in spray. So, now it’s just my turn. I have to do this.
Josh spreads my pussy lips, and I cry out as he digs the tip of his tongue right against my clit.
“Do it,” he says. “Give it to us.”
Fuck it. I push down, but nothing.
“Do it,” Josh says again. “Come on, Ella. Stop thinking.”
I push down. Straining against imaginary forces.
“DO IT!” Josh shouts, and the dam bursts. I squat and push and let my piss flow free. What a cascade.
It’s not nearly so directed as hose jets – more like a yellow river laced with waterfalls, and the guys are right on it. Lapping, kissing, and taking it in turns to swallow down mouthfuls. I push harder and give them more, my hands pressing the shower glass as leverage as I let myself go.
It’s heady.
Freeing.
A dirty delight.
The guys are still eating me out in tandem when I’m done. I grip both of their heads to me, fingers tangling in their wet hair. Beautiful filth.
I squat as Josh’s tongue circles my clit, and manage another little burst of piss, but that’s all, because I’m coming. Panting like a dirty bitch as both guys work their cocks in the piss pool.