Date: Thu, 22 Oct 2009 21:56:03 -0700 (PDT) From: Yalc 48 Subject: Working Family's Stimulus Package #2 Working Family's Stimulus Package #2 Thursday, October 22, 2009 Yalc48@yahoo.com Bi Incest Adult Youth ( MMb ) ws If you are not supposed to be reading this story...then please don't...please practice safe sex. This story is a total fantasy. Thanks to all the authors on Nifty who have stimulated me into attempting to join their ranks as an author. Your reactions have been and will be appreciated. Flames gleefully ignored. Sure enough, Dad was the first to awaken to the aroma of sexual juices permeating the family room. He didn't know if the musky, sexual molecules were coming from his wife's still steaming pussy, his neighbor DeWayne's cum-soaked cock, or perhaps the combination of his daughter's drippings and his son's combo cock-and-pussy breath. He was in his recliner enjoying sniffing and pondering the orgiastic scene that had created the smells only a few hours earlier. The "Stimulus Package" was working its wonders and Dad's fat 8-incher was springing upward. As he folded his recliner and stood to stretch, Dad realized he was still a bit buzzed from the beers he had downed between all the pussy munching he had done earlier to his wife, his daughter and DeWayne's daughter Nadine. As he stood, his boner bounced in front of him, but his bladder screamed to be emptied. He knew exactly what to do. Being careful not to disturb anyone else in their sexually exhausted slumber, Dad nudged DeWayne and motioned to follow him to the bathroom. A big grin emerged across DeWayne's sleepy but happy face. He licked his sexy thick lips with his hot pink tongue, slowly struggled to get up off the floor where he had been sleeping, and followed Dad to the bathroom. I heard them stirring and knew exactly what was getting ready to go down. Dad and DeWayne were piss lovers par excellence! None of the rest of us had acquired a taste for the perversion, but Dad and DeWayne were genuine gourmet piss pigs. "Hey Dad. Can I watch?" "Sure Chad" Dad whispered as he motioned to me to follow them. I jumped up and followed them both to the bathroom. Without saying a word, DeWayne squatted on the floor of the shower stall, back against the wall, still grinning his beautiful white-toothed grin. Dad grabbed a large 32 ounce red plastic cup he had saved from one of the local convenience stores, and stepped into the shower stall with DeWayne. He left the shower stall door open so I could watch. Dad had to relax and concentrate just a moment to get his hard-on to diminish enough so he could pee. DeWayne's anticipation of the golden stream soon to spew on him had his boner pointing true north and his mouth salivating for the salty liquid soon to be his. Dad aimed his fat 8-incher toward DeWayne and soon the stream started to flow. Not just flow, gush! Dad's piss stream was thick just like his cock. I guess it was because his piss slit was so large, and his bladder was so swollen with beer, that it gushed out like a fire hose. The stream soaked DeWayne's beautiful muscular pecs and sparkled down across his black six-pack to his curly pubic bush. He used his big right hand to swirl and spread the warm golden liquid all over his chest, fingered his nipples slick with piss, and leaned forward slightly with his pink tongue protruding, indicating to Dad that he wanted to swill straight from the spigot. I watched as Dad immediately laid his streaming hose on DeWayne's tongue and allowed his piss stream to splash inside DeWayne's mouth. Some of it drooled out of his mouth down to his chest, and then he closed his erotic lips around Dad's hose and swallowed several huge gulps. As he expressed his savory satisfaction with a broad smile, more piss dribbled through his teeth, out of his mouth and down his chin. Dad's bladder must have contained at least a gallon of urine. His stream showed no sign of letting up, but Dad sensed it wouldn't last forever and he positioned his cock in the red plastic cup. Within seconds the bubbly liquid had filled the cup to the top, soaking Dad's cock in his own warm piss. He pulled his semi-soft and piss soaked dick out of the liquid and allowed DeWayne to take it into his mouth and hold it there. This allowed DeWayne to reap the reward of sucking Dad's drenched dick and at the same time return Dad's dick to its full hardness. I had never confessed to an interest in water sports, although many times I had lay in the bathtub by myself and pissed on my nicely developing hairy teen chest, pecs and abs. I had secretly enjoyed the warmth and debauchery of it, although the couple of times I had hit my mouth with my yellow stream I wasn't real crazy about the taste. They say the brain is a man's largest sex organ, and my brain just hadn't been that into piss play... at least until now. Dad and DeWayne seemed to be off in a strange new world of eroticism I had never experienced. I couldn't take my eyes off them, or suppress the boner I had sprung. DeWayne stood up facing Dad with his 10 incher gouging Dad in his groin and his massive pecs and piss soaked nipples right at Dad's eye level. Dad's tongue was soon sliding around DeWayne's areolas and slurping his own piss from DeWayne's pecs. Dad stepped back a half-step and poured some of his warm piss from the red cup on his own hairy chest. DeWayne's tongue instantly pressed against Dad's pecs and greedily slurped each golden drop. Dad poured more warm pungent piss on DeWayne's boner then lovingly licked it off, gently sucking to ensure a completely clean cock. DeWayne borrowed the red cup and sipped a mouthful of golden fun and then kissed Dad's open mouth, drooling the prized piss over Dad's protruding tongue. They pressed their chests and groins together and Dad dripped more liquid from the red cup, allowing them to rub their piss-lubricated bodies together in an erotic display of debauchery. I was in awe! I never imagined such enjoyment could be had from a cup of piss. To think of all the gallons of golden streams, not to mention C-store cups, I had wasted over the years when I could have been using this valuable resource for erotic pleasures. Maybe some day, I might even acquire a taste for the stuff, but right now, with Dad and DeWayne in piss heaven before me, I simply had to piss and piss bad. I stepped into the shower with the two piss sluts, proudly held out my 9 inch teen boner, and tried to pee. Dad could tell I wasn't relaxed enough to "go" so he poured the remaining few ounces of his warm liquid treasure over my pubes, my cock, and my hand that was holding it. The wonderful warm feeling of my father's piss relaxed my boner just enough to start peeing right in between my two new piss-play partners and I was shocked to see how quickly they both dropped to their knees and held their mouths wide open to receive my teen pee. First DeWayne gulped and swallowed, then Dad. I had enough pee for them to trade their piss-receiving-positions several times, all the while jacking their cocks to heighten the savory sensations in their mouths. Even though they both swallowed most of it, both their chests and pubic bushes were soaked in my urine. As my stream diminished, they leaned toward each other to rub their wet cocks and bellies together. As they squeezed against each other, I didn't want to be left out. They kissed and tongued each other's piss soaked mouths and I jammed my teen rod in between their hot wet lips. They held perfectly still, allowing me to fuck the hot steamy space between four wet man lips. I hunched and hunched as their mutual lips peeled my foreskin back and forth. When they both, as if on cue, held their tongues pressed hard against each side of my cock, I could look down and see my mushroom head rubbing back and forth between their tongues. It sent me into the stratosphere and my teen cum gushed forth. Most of it was captured on DeWayne's plump and erotic lips but Dad wasted no time in slurping the cum from DeWayne's lips into his own greedy mouth. My knees were about to fold from the exhausting excitement, so I leaned back against the shower wall and gently stroked my cock to a soft-landing, smearing some remnants of my cum around my corona ever so gently. As I watched the two erotic, uninhibited manimals exchange tongues of my teen cream, I could only conclude: this was a whole new Stimulus Package that I was going to want again and again!