Date: Tue, 8 Oct 2019 17:09:04 -0700 From: Misty Meadow Subject: My Daughter's Pee My Daughter's Pee by Misty Meadow I was sitting at my desk, wearing a translucent camisole through which you could clearly see my nipples, and nothing else. I had my heels up on the edge of the chair and my knees spread wide as I stared at the screen of my laptop. I'd clicked on "Piss Drinking Lesbians" which invariable leads to images of . . . well . . . just that; piss drinking girls, lots and lots of deliciously explicit videos, most of them short but some of them as long as a feature movie and all the girls were remarkably attractive. On this day, I'd lucked out and I'd just enjoyed an almost half an hour long video in which a couple of twenty-somethings, blonde and slender, pissed all over each other, into their mouths and, believe it or not, into each other's cunts. One girl lay on her back, her knees up by her ears, holding her cunt lips open as the other squatted over her, carefully directing her stream right into the gaping target. As porn videos go, it was better than most; no faked gasping and groaning. They talked to each other, expressing real affection and excitement. They were not in any way inhibited about demanding more and more pee, squirted into any orifice and they were both eager to swallow as much as they could. There was no crude acting; they seemed to enjoy every bit of their performance. My hand was down between my legs, two fingers thrust deep into my cunt and I was on the edge of cumming when the video ended. It was the best of its kind, and I've watched a lot, believe me. I heard a giggle behind me and I slammed closed the lid of my laptop. "Too late!" my daughter cried, "I saw it!" "Don't you ever knock, Summer?" I asked, slightly miffed. I'd been so engrossed in the video that I hadn't heard her come in. "You were watching ladies drink each other's pee!" she cried, a triumphant smirk on her face. So, she must've been watching for some time. "True," I confessed. My daughter is fully aware that I'm gay and to her it seems perfectly natural. She's told me that she wants to be gay when she grows up. I don't think she'll have to wait very long. "They seemed to like it," she said. "Well, everyone has something special that they like to do and as long as both parties are consensual, anything goes." "Have you ever drunk pee, Mum?" I confessed that I had. "What's it taste like?" "A bit like beer. It's an acquired taste." "I like beer." I've let her have a sip of mine from time to time. "Yes, but pee is more acrid. It takes a while to get used to it." "I'm gonna tell you a secret," she whispered in my ear. "Last week I was in a stall in the school bathroom with Ginny Parker and we were showing each other our pee-pee's" "I think it's time you called it your `pussy', or your `cunt'." "So I can use the word `cunt'?" "You're old enough to use the "C" word if you like, I don't mind." "'Cunt' has a nice `dirty' ring to it. I like it. Anyway, Ginny stood astride the toilet bowl and peed through her knickers. It was awesome! I put my hand between her legs and squished her knickers and then I licked my hand. It didn't taste bad at all." "How old is Ginny?" I asked. "Twelve, same as me and no cunt hair yet, but her boobs are beginning to grow. I wish mine would." "I love you just the way you are, Summer, even with your flat chest. I don't want you to grow up. I wish you could remain a little girl all your life, because you'll never be more beautiful than you are right now." "Oh, Mum, do you mean it?" She sat across my lap, put an arm round my shoulders and kissed me on the lips. Her kiss lingered a bit longer than it should and it was nice. I was still aroused from watching the video. I put my arms round her and squeezed her tight. "I love you so much, my darling," I whispered in her ear. "Can I watch you pee?" she asked. "You've seen me pee before," I reminded her. "Yes, but I wasn't actually `watching', you know, paying attention to save it in my memory. I just happened to be there when you peed, that's all. But after seeing that video, peeing seems kinda . . . I dunno . . . sexy, I suppose." "If you really want to watch, I can't think of a reason why you shouldn't. As it happens, my bladder's full." "So's mine." She slid off my lap and we went into the bathroom. "Take your clothes off," I told her, as I sat on the loo to watch her undress. First, she took her sneakers off by putting one foot at a time up on the counter top, giving me a nice view of her white, cotton knickers which seemed to have a damp patch at the crotch, then she unbuttoned her dress from bottom to top and tossed it into the laundry hamper. Every time I look at my daughter dressed in just knickers, I'm reminded of my own childhood, when I played strip poker with my school friends, taking more and more off until we were all naked. (We didn't actually know how to play poker so we just cut the cards; high card had to remove a garment.) Those were the days! I slid my knickers down to my ankles. "Go ahead, Mum. Pee for me." "Okay, but not just yet. Leave your knickers on and let's do this in the shower," I suggested. "That way, there won't be any cleaning up to do." I stood and lifted my camisole over my head. "I love your tits, Mum. They're nice and small. I hate big floppy ones." Whose tits has she been looking at other than mine? I should point out that my cunt lips are unusually large, hanging down a couple of inches. They're decorated by a pair of lip rings. Also, my clit is huge; it sticks out nearly half an inch long, like a little dick. I took her hand and we stepped into the shower. "I'm going to leave the water off for the moment, so we can enjoy peeing." I leaned back against the cold tiles, pulled on my labial rings to spread my cunt lips apart and let my pee shoot out. Summer dropped to her knees and leaned in so close I splashed her chest. "Oh, I'm so sorry, my love!" I cried. She was laughing. "It's okay, Mum." She licked her lips. "Pee some more." "Why don't you pee for me," I said. "Through my knickers?" she asked, standing up. Oh, what a delicious thought! "Through your knickers, yes!" I cried as I dropped to my knees in front of her. "Pee on my tits." She spread her feet and bent her knees slightly, and as I watched, enthralled, the front of her knickers grew dark with pee and when they were thoroughly soaked and the pee began to stream down from her crotch, I placed my hand on it and gave it a squeeze, then brought my hand up to my mouth and licked it. "Oh, you wanna drink it?" she asked and I nodded my head vigourously. I shuffled forward to get between her legs and tipped my head back, my mouth wide open. It was soon filled and happily I've mastered the art of swallowing with my mouth open. After two swallows I slapped her on the thigh which she correctly took to be a signal to stop. I sat back, my bum feeling cold from the spilt pee in the tub and spread my legs wide. "Pee into my cunt," I said, lying back and putting my hands under my knees, pulling my legs up beside my ears, then using my fingertips to pull my rings, spreading my cunt lips nice and wide. "Take your knickers off first." My excitement was mounting as I watched her slide her wet knickers down and step out of them, draping them over the edge of the tub. I wanted to use them later. "Oh, my God! This is awesome!" she gushed, clearly excited. She straddled me and aimed her pee stream so it went right into my cunt, which soon overflowed. (Cunts seem to be able to accommodate enormous sex toys and cocks, fists even, but evidently not much more than a cupful of pee.) Summer saw that I was full and stopped. She gazed down at me, her eyes alight, as I lay there, offering my cunt to her. What will she do now, I wondered? Then she amazed me! She dropped to her knees and lowered her head between my legs. Oh, my God she was going to drink from my piss filled cunt! This was something that none of my girlfriends have ever done, randy sluts though they are (I mean that in the nicest way). Her lips touched my cunt and I felt her sucking my floppy lips into her mouth. Then she drank her pee out of me. It made a slurping noise. She looked up at me, a dazzling smile on her wet face. "It's fucking delicious!" she asserted. "You liked it?" I asked, amazed. "I fucking LOVED it!" My heart swelled with love for her. She straddled me again and refilled my cunt, then knelt and drank again. She did this two more times, four cuntfuls of pee in all. (Don't tell me "cuntful" is not a word. "Handful" is, so what's wrong with "cuntful"?) Her face was alight with the thrill of what she was doing. "You seem to have suddenly become a pee drinker," I said. "I never imagined how thrilling it'd be. Now I wanna drink the rest of yours, Mum, right out of your cunt!" Wow, my little girl had the same obsession that I had and was much more precocious than I'd thought. "Whatever you want, my love. I'm all yours." I stood as she sat down in the shallow pool of rapidly cooling pee, straddling her as she tilted her head back. I shuffled forward so she could press her lips to my cunt and I let my stream go. Unlike me, she hadn't mastered the technique of swallowing with her mouth open, so she had to keep breaking away to swallow, but I didn't mind that. The fact that she was swallowing it all, clearly enjoying it, and coming back for more, sent thrills through me. She managed three large mouthfuls before my stream died. "Fuckin' awesome, Summer! You've become a disgusting slut, just like me!" She laughed. "I'm a slut!" she sang, "I'm a fucking slut! Mummy says so!" I picked up her knickers from the edge of the tub and twisted them, holding them up as I tilted my head back to let the piss trickle into my mouth. "Let me! Let me!" Summer cried, excitedly. She grabbed her knickers from me and wrung them out into her mouth, swallowing it all. My heart warmed at the sight. I started the water and adjusted the temperature. We rinsed off, then I squirted liquid soap all over her and spread the suds around with my hands, pausing only to gently pinch her nipples. I soaped her legs, then her bum, gently probing her rosebud with my finger, then lathered her mound, sliding my middle finger into her. She sighed with pleasure. "This is awesome, Mum," she breathed. "Awesome" seems to be the only word kids know these days. "Wanna wash my tits and cunt?" I asked, and saw her face light up again. My tits were soon buried under suds with my erect nipples sticking out like little islands. Then she soaped my cunt, pushing two, then three, fingers into me. I came like a fucking star shell! My knees buckled and I sank to the floor of the shower. "Are you alright?" she asked, anxiously. After a few seconds I was able to reply. "I'm okay. You made me cum, that's all." "That's all? This is amazing! Holy cow, I just made my own Mum cum! Wait till I tell my friends." "You can't ever tell anyone. I could go to jail for what I just did." "Well I'm glad you did it, Mum. Drinking pee is fabulous! I wish I'd known about this earlier." "I thought you were too young," I told her. "Well, now you know I'm not," she asserted. "Can I sleep with you in your bed tonight, Mummy?" My tummy churned with excitement. "Of course you can, but let me fix the bed first." We left the bathroom and from my closet, I took an old billiard table cover that I'd been saving for this particular purpose and with Summer's help, spread it over the mattress, tucking it in all round then we stretched the fitted sheet over it to hold it in place. "Now we can pee all we want and it won't matter if we spill some. We'll have to remember to keep the pillows dry, though." But even if I needed to throw some pee soaked pillows away, I wouldn't care. It would be worth it. "Come on, let's go and eat lunch." ___________________________ I wondered why it was that a beautiful innocent little twelve year old girl would suddenly be transformed into an avid piss drinker. I can understand that she was attracted to other girls, just as I was at her age. Before my twelfth birthday I'd had several "naughty" encounters with girls at my school, mostly just looking and touching each other's cunts, exploring our sexuality and on one memorable sleep over, learning that eating pussy was absolute heaven, for my partner and myself. I learned to love cunts and liked to show mine off to anyone who cared to look. I never thought about piss drinking until my mid teens, when an older woman, a neighbour, took me into her house and drank from my cunt as I sat on her face. She told me it was delicious and persuaded me to drink hers. I was so aroused that I didn't mind the acrid taste and I came back for more, day after day, until her gay lover caught us and threw me out. I'd learned that drinking acidic drinks (cranberry juice is best) beforehand will make one's piss taste even better. I knew I should feel guilty, having just performed several highly illegal acts, not just with a minor but with my own fucking daughter, for Christ's sake! I did things to her that most girls would find disgusting, even revolting. Okay, so it was all consensual; her eagerness was unmistakable and perhaps that was why it was all so exciting, but I'd still committed incest, though I never felt guilty for a moment. My darling little girl hadn't suffered in any way and I didn't regard my encouragement of her as abuse. As long as she consented, I told myself, I'd be happy to help her develop sexually in whatever way she chose (as long as she didn't engage with any boys). ________________________ After lunch, we walked into the village and at the Red Lion, I sat Summer down at a table in the forecourt in front of the pub, went inside and got myself a pint of bitter. For a Saturday, it wasn't at all busy. Rejoining Summer, I took a sip of my beer. It tasted quite similar to piss, I thought and said as much to her. "Have a sip," I offered. She took a long gulp. "Mmmm, good, but not as nice as your pee, Mummy." I felt so proud of her. I took a gulp myself, leaving the glass half empty. "Now," I said, "we just have to wait for the right moment, when nobody is walking past." We were the only customers sitting outside so I felt I could probably get away with it. When the street was empty, I pulled my dress up and the crotch of my knickers to one side, held the glass between my thighs and topped it off with piss. Summer looked on, giggling, excitement showing on her face. Pulling my dress back down, I lifted the glass to my lips. "Oh, Mummy, that's so naughty!" "Cheers." She grinned as I took a sip and then a big gulp. "What's it like?" "If you hadn't seen me pee in it, you'd think it was just ordinary beer." "Let me taste it!" she demanded, taking the glass from my hand, lifting it to her lips and filling her mouth. I smiled at her encouragingly as she swallowed and took another gulp. "Not bad, she commented, "but not as good as neat piss." "Really? You'd rather drink pee than beer?" "Only if it's yours," she said, making my heart swell with joy. She sprawled back in her chair, her legs carelessly spread. "Passers-by will be looking up your skirt," I pointed out. "That's the whole idea," she said with a grin. "I like it when people look up my skirt." "People?" "Well, just girls really. Boys suck." I was inclined to agree with her. I took another sip of my "queer beer" and leaned back, spreading my knees just like her. A family walked by and we respectfully closed our legs until they were gone, but then, when a teenage girl sat down at the bus stop across the street, we parted our legs again, in invitation. The girl stared at us. "Do you know her?" I asked Summer. "That's Melody Perkins. She's in the sixth form at my school." That would make her seventeen or eighteen. After a few seconds, the girl parted her legs just an inch or two, and even from across the street, I could see the whiteness of her knickers. I saw Summer's legs part even wider as the girl stared at us. It was obviously not an accidental display. Just as this was getting interesting, the bus arrived and she was gone. "Wow, did you see that, Mummy? She gave us a deliberate show! Fucking awesome!" "Will you see her at school next week? I asked. "I'll make a point of it." "And you'll show her your knickers?" "Absolutely, if I get a chance." "I suppose you'll want to drink her pee?" "If she wants to piss on me, I'll certainly drink it. I wouldn't want to waste good pee." I laughed. No more "targets" presented themselves, so I let Summer empty my glass and we went home. ______________________ Like all kids, Summer was usually reluctant to go to bed, but tonight, an hour before her bedtime, she was pestering me to go upstairs with her. I procrastinated, drawing out the moments until we could be naked together on my "piss proof" bed, reveling in the anticipation of what we were about to do. Finally, I couldn't put it off any longer so I lead her upstairs to my bedroom. She sat on the end of my bed. "Get undressed, Mummy," she said. "I wanna watch you." "You've seen me undress before." "But that was before . . ." "Before our piss adventure?" "Yes! Everything is different, now. I feel as though I can do anything I want to." "You can, my love, absolutely anything at all. Now watch me closely." I sat in a chair and lifted my legs to take my sandals off, giving her a nice view of my knickers, which I'd carefully selected. They were pale blue and almost invisibly transparent. "Oh, Mummy, I just LOVE your knickers. I can see your cunt perfectly." I lowered my feet to the floor and spread my thighs, stretched my arms above my head and faked a yawn. I could feel her gaze on my cunt, making it throb with excitement. My knickers were going to get wet, unless I took them off, which I fully intended doing, but first, I lifted by bum, pulled my dress clear and lifted it over my head. I wasn't wearing a bra. "You're so fucking sexy, Mum." "I'm gonna take my knickers off so you can see my cunt." I tell her. "I can already see it, but I wanna take them off you. Can I?" "Of course you can, my darling." She knelt in front of me and I lifted my hips again for her to slide my knickers down. She took them from my ankles, bunched them up, held them to her face and inhaled deeply. Oh, my God, I thought, my daughter's a knicker-sniffer, just like me and most of my girl friends. "You smell awesome, Mummy." I leaned back, spreading my legs again. I could detect the scent of sex coming off my cunt like steam from hot soup. "Some girls don't like the aroma of sex," I tell her. "They say it smells of fish." She laughed. "Yes, it does, but much more exciting." She leaned in close and inhaled. "Mmmm. I love it, Mummy. I couldn't smell it before because the smell of pee masked it, but it's exciting, much stronger than pee smell, edgier, more intense." She inhaled again. "Awesome! Does mine smell like this?" "It will, my love, when I get you sufficiently aroused, when your cunt starts to drip. Then your smell will drive me crazy." "I'm gonna take a picture," she said, getting up and finding her phone. Kneeling again, she took a close up of my cunt, which was already beginning to drip with my juices. We looked at the screen which was entirely filled by the image of my twat with its big floppy lips and their rings. "We should put that on my computer," I said, "and show it on the big TV. Can you imagine it hanging on the wall, a five foot wide cunt?" She laughed. "Now I wanna get naked," she said. "Let me do it." I slowly and carefully took her sneakers off, enjoying the view up her dress, then her ankle socks. She stood to let me take her dress off and I stood back, marveling at how fucking sexy she looked in her white cotton knickers, a paedophile's wet dream. On my knees, I pulled them down to her ankles and I sat back on my heels (legs akimbo) and gazed at her cunt. I could see where her lips would grow. Will she want cunt rings like mine, I wondered. I could see the little nub at the top of her slit, the centre of her pleasure, that I'd be getting closely acquainted with very soon. Just as she'd done, I pressed her knickers to my face, inhaling, loving the intimate smell of my daughter, though I knew that soon she'd be smelling much stronger. She took my hand, pulled me to my feet and walked me over to the bed. "Lie down, Mum and let me sit on your face." Oh, I was in heaven! She straddled my head and slowly lowered her body until my lips touched her cunt. I thrust my tongue out as far as I could, trying to penetrate her, but tongues are sadly too short. "I'm gonna pee, Mummy!" I clamped my lips to her as her flow started and I gulped down two mouthfuls, then slapped her thigh. She lifted herself off me and rolled on to her back. My cheeks bulged with my mouth full of her piss as I crawled between her legs, pressed my lips to her cunt and sprayed into it. I looked up at her as she gazed down at me, her eyes alight with excitement. "Oh, Mummy, you dirty slut!" she cried, making my heart swell with pride and joy. "Now, drink me again!" I sucked my piss from her cunt and swallowed it. "Gimmee another little taste," I demanded, clamping my lips to her again. When my mouth filled, I lifted my head to receive a nice jet of delicious pee all over my face. I paused, then swallowed, letting her see me do it. (When one of my pee partners swallows my pee, I get especially excited and Summer was no exception, and I assumed that she felt the same way.) I rolled on to my back and pulled her on top of me again. Now her cunt was beginning to give off an aroma just like mine, announcing to the world that she was intensely aroused. I pulled her down so her cunt was on my lips again and she needed no prompting. A stream of piss filled my mouth. I rolled her off, crawled between her legs, pressed my mouth to her cunt and filled it with her pee. Then I looked up at her flushed face. "Yes! Yes, Mummy! Drink it. Drink my piss!" I sucked on her cunt until it was all gone. "Pee again," I said and we repeated our sweet little stunt. Oh, this is heavenly, I thought, me and my little daughter doing cunt stunts! I couldn't think of anything more depraved and depravity was what I'd been longing for all day long. I drank from her three more times. I paused to look at her, lying on her back, her legs splayed wide, a dazzling smile on her face. She looked so happy. How could I possibly feel guilty if I was giving her so much pleasure. I lay beside her. "I want you to do something," my darling," I said. "What?" "I want you to stand over me and piss on my body especially on my tits and, all over, cunt. Hose me down." She laughed and got to her feet, straddling me and holding her cunt lips open with her fingers, fired a stream of pee on to my chest and tummy. With my palms, I spread the warm piss all over my tits. Then she shifted her aim so that her stream was hitting me right on my cunt. I pulled on my rings and every time her wavering jet hit its target, more intense thrills ran through me. "I'm empty now, Mummy. Will you piss on me, please?" Oh, what joy! "Are you sure you want it?" I knew she did but I wanted to hear her beg. "Oh, yes, please! Piss on me! Piss on my tits and my cunt, too. Please, Mummy, piss all over me. I want it so much." I'd put this moment off for too long so I got to my feet, straddled her and began to hose her down. I splashed her chest and cunt and, just as I'd done, she spread it around with her hands. Then I aimed at her face. As soon as she saw what I was about to do, she opened her mouth as wide as it'd go. What a delicious invitation! I managed to fill it once before my bladder emptied and had the satisfaction of seeing her swallow it all. Oh, how I loved her! We lay together, spooning, her back pressed against my damp tits, one of my hands on her chest, the other between her legs and soon drifted off to sleep. __________________________ We woke late the following morning. The damp sheet had dried out so I didn't bother replacing it. Our bladders were bursting so we relieved ourselves on each other, peeing on our faces, tits, cunts, bum holes, even on my hair. When our bladders were empty (and our stomachs full) we played with my sex toys. No sooner had I taken a dildo from the drawer of my bedside table, than Summer grabbed it. "I wanna shove this up your cunt," she said. Hearing her talk dirty like this was delicious! She thoroughly fucked my cunt and then, her eyes huge with amazement, at my request pushed it up my bum hole, all eight inches of it. As she was thrusting it in and out of me, she bent her head to take my clit in her mouth and suck on it. I came twice. "Let's shower," I said, leading her into the bathroom. I carefully rinsed off the dildo, wanting it to be perfectly clean for what I was about to do. We showered together, as intimately as we had the night before and then I led her back to my bedroom. She lay on her back, her knees bent and spread wide. I gave her a nice licking just to warm her up and when I felt her cunt relax and become nice and wet, I placed the tip of the toy to her lips. "Ready?" I asked. "Fuck me, Mummy!" she cried. "Fuck me up the cunt!" Oh, hearing her talk dirty like that was thrilling. I gently pressed the dildo into her, slowly pushing it deeper and deeper, watching her face for signs of distress, but she was loving it. "Fuck me deeper, Mummy! Oh, this is awesome! It's so much better than my fingers." I eased about four inches into her. I didn't want to go any deeper in case I did some harm. Her moans and groans were certainly not faked. After a couple of minutes, to my amazement, she said, "I want it up my bum!" Oh, sweet Lord, she's asking for anal sex. Some girls don't like anal but I LOVE it! I was more than happy to fuck her up her bum, but not with this cock sized toy, so I found a smaller butt plug in my drawer, smeared lube on it and on her rosebud, then pressed the tip against her. "Fuck my arse!" she cried, almost loud enough for the neighbours to hear. I saw her sphincter relax and pressed home, the small tapered butt plug sliding slowly into her. She let out a little gasp. "Does it hurt?" "Just at first, but it's alright now. Go ahead, Mummy, fuck me up my bum!" When I was her age, anal sex was not even on my horizon. That came later when, as an adult, I had mature partners, so in terms of sexual development, she was way ahead of me. Afterwards, she lay back, her face aglow. "That was marvelous! I never thought my bum hole could feel that good. Thank you, Mummy." "We'll practice with bigger and bigger things up your bum until it's nicely stretched and you can use my dildos." She lay there, her knees bend and spread, the butt plug still in her. Her enthusiasm for anal sex gave me an idea. I took a vibrator from the bedside table and showed it to her. She looked at me, expectantly. "I'm gonna fuck you with this, up your cunt. It's called double penetration." "Oh, yes! That sounds awesome! Do it, Mummy! Do it to me!" The vibrator needed no lube as her cunt was so wet it was dripping down her perineum on to the sheet below. I had her lift her legs up over her head, giving me total access to all her interesting parts and I slid the vibrator into her, twisting its base to turn it on. She let out a deep sigh of pleasure. I leaned back and looked at her. There she lay, my darling daughter, doubly fucked and loving it! I found my phone and took a picture of her. "Take some more pictures, Mummy! I wanna be on the internet!" Oh, my God! She's even more of an exhibitionist than I am. "We can't post child porn on the net," I explain. "They'd put me in jail." Sitting between her legs, I thrust both the sex toys in and out until she came. "I'm so happy, Mummy! I love you so much!" "Me, too, my lovely." ________________________ Monday afternoon, I got a call on my phone. "Is this Mrs. Meadow?" "It is." "This is Claire Perkins; Melody's mother." For a second it drew a blank until I remembered the girl at the bus stop. "Oh, hello. We haven't met have we?" "No, but my Melody called me earlier saying that your daughter had invited her for a sleep over at your place and I wanted to clear it with you." Oh, this was sweet! Summer was going to bring her to our house! "Oh, that's perfectly fine. We'll be happy to accommodate her." "She has to be in bed by ten on school nights and she has homework to do." "I'll make sure she does it." "We should get together sometime." "I'd like that, Claire." "Me too, perhaps at the weekend." We hung up. ____________________________ I washed all the bed sheets, wiped the billiard table cover clean of dried pee and let it dry. Who knew were Melody might end up? She wouldn't want a smelly bed. I thought carefully about what to wear and settled for an expensive white silk blouse, deliciously sheer, which showed off my nipples. I was long enough to reach down below my bum, so I decided that for all intents and purposes, it was a dress. Beneath it I put on a pair of sheer pale blue nylon knickers that were so transparent I might as well have been wearing no knickers at all. Summer was going to like my outfit, but would Melody? At three thirty, they arrived. "Nice dress, Mum," Summer commented, a smirk on her face. She knew exactly what I was up to. I looked at myself in the full length mirror in the hall. "Are you sure it's short enough?" she added. There was a note of sarcasm in her question. "It's actually a blouse, but I like to think of it as a dress." "But you wouldn't go out in it?" Melody stared at me, perplexed. "We can see your boobs and your knickers." "I'd go to a gay bar," I said, "arriving in a coat that I'd take off, and I'd sit there and let all the girls look at my knickers." "I've told her you're gay, Mummy." I led them into the living room and fetched two Pepsis from the kitchen. Melody was sitting on the sofa, her legs carelessly (or perhaps deliberately) parted and Summer was beside her, upside down with her shoulders on the seat and her bum up against the backrest. Her legs were up by her ears. "What's with the contortions?" I asked, brightly. "She's just showing off her knickers," said Melody. "Ah, yes, she likes to do that. So do I." I sat opposite them in an armchair and leaned back, my knees wide apart. Melody stared at me or, to be more specific, at my cunt. I pretended not to notice. "So how did you two get together?" "I was peeing in the bathroom when I heard Melody's voice so I waited until her friends had left then opened the stall door." "Her knickers were still round her knees," Melody said. "She looked so . . ." "Sexy?" I suggested. "Exactly." "I invited her into the stall and she closed the door." "Oh, my God! I can just imagine what happened." My face was alight with excitement. "She peed through her knickers for me," Summer explained, "Straddling me and peeing down between my legs as I sat on the loo." "I splashed her but she didn't mind," Melody elaborated. "Afterwards, I took my knickers off and rinsed them because I didn't want to sit in the classroom smelling of pee. I put them in my back pack and spent the rest of the afternoon with no knickers on." I thrilled at the thought. What an up-skirt that would've made! "Then I put them back on to come here. They're still a bit damp." "We can lend you a pair of Summer's. Run upstairs, Sweetheart and fetch her a pair." Summer rolled off the couch went upstairs. "Let me have those, Melody, and I'll pop them in the drier for you." She stood and quite unselfconsciously lifted her dress and pulled her knickers down to her ankles, then sat, lifted her legs and took her sneakers off. I caught a very nice view of her cleanly shaved cunt, more developed than my daughter's but not as outrageous as my own. Summer came back with a pair of her knickers. Melody reached for them, but Summer drew back. "Take your dress off first," she demanded. Melody looked at me. "Don't worry about my Mum. She likes naked girls." To put Melody at ease, I undid the buttons of my blouse and shrugged it off. Melody unzipped her school dress and let it fall round her ankles. We both gazed at her, transfixed. Her tits were nicely developed, not to big, nice and firm with big aureoles. She smiled, allowing us to drink in this vision of loveliness. Summer scrambled to get naked too. "Mum has great tits, don't you think?" Melody nodded. "Isn't this awesome?" Summer continued. "We haven't been here five minutes yet and here we are, almost all naked. I love being in the nude!" "When you saw my daughter peeing, what did you think?" I ask. "Oh, Mrs. Meadow . . ." "Call me Misty." "She looked incredible! I'd seen her round the school lots of times and I thought she was pretty, but I never imagined that a second form girl could look so . . " ". . . Fucking sexy?" I suggested, with a smile. "Oh, she is, believe me. I like to watch her pee, myself." "You do?" Melody seemed amazed. "And I watch her," Summer said. "You should see her cunt." "I can see it through her knickers, Misty." "Take `em off, Mummy. Let her get a real look." "If you're so eager to get me naked, Summer, YOU take `em off." She dropped to her knees in front of me and dragged my knickers down, taking them from my ankles, holding them to her face and inhaling deeply. Melody gawped, her eyes huge. "Yes, she's a knicker sniffer," I said. "So am I. How about you?" She hesitated. "Well, once in a while." Yeah, like every fucking night, I thought. I sat on the sofa, leaned back and spread my legs. The girls' gaze on my cunt was setting it on fire. I was dripping wet already. "Melody," I said, "you're a very beautiful and sexy girl and Summer's clearly smitten by you, ever since you showed off your knickers at the bus stop." "Because she was showing me hers." "Precisely. She wanted to get your attention." "She did. I know she's kinda young, but I've secretly admired her for weeks, now." "I wish you'd told me," Summer said. "What are we gonna do now, Mummy?" "Homework?" "NO!" they cried in unison. "We'll do it later, but right now I'm bursting for a pee." She looked at me expectantly. "Me, too," said Melody. "Then you two go upstairs and pee. Maybe you wanna take a shower, too. Meanwhile I'm gonna start dinner." They looked at each other, eyes alight, then ran upstairs, slamming the bathroom door closed behind them. My imagination was working overtime as I sat on the couch, pushed two fingers up my cunt and masturbated. What if they came downstairs and saw me, I wondered. I wouldn't care. The thought of getting caught made me cum. I was licking my fingers when they came downstairs, both deliciously naked with smiles on their faces. Summer was licking her lips. "What did you two little imps get up to?" I asked. "We peed in the shower," Melody said. "I hope you don't mind." "Mind? I'm delighted. Summer and I pee in the shower, don't we, my darling?" "We peed on each other," Summer announces. "I let Melody pee on my face." "And you drank it, I suppose." Melody giggles. "Of course I drank it. You know I love the taste of hot piss." Melody looks slightly embarrassed. "Yes, and I love drinking yours, my darling. You may find this shocking, Melody, but we both enjoy what's called urolagnia. It's harmless, because fresh pee is sterile and we can safely swallow it. I like doing it because it's so intimate, a way of telling Summer that I'm willing to do anything to please her." "I and just wanna make Mum happy, so I let her pee on me." Melody's eyes are like saucers. "Can we all sleep in the same bed tonight, Mum?" "Of course, my darling." I explain to Melody about the piss-proof bed and she giggles. "We call all have fun together and it doesn't matter if we splash everywhere." Summer goes into the kitchen and comes back with a glass. She stands, spreads her feet and we gaze at her as she half fills it with her remaining pee, then raises is to her lips and takes a gulp. "Fucking delicious!" she pronounces. "It has nice earthy taste that reminds me of mushrooms and compost. Here, Melody, try it." She hands the glass to her friend. Melody hesitates, then lifts the glass to her lips and takes a tentative sip, pauses, smiles at us and takes a huge gulp. The end.