The Urine Fetishists Reunite
"Hmm, so that's the one? Fascinating..." Jessie eyed the attractive lady seated opposite us at the gym, then turned to me with excitement and curiosity.
She had the allure of beauty, yet very distinct from my girl. Rising almost up to six feet, this lady of Hispanic descent held long, slender legs and a slender build. In comparison, Jessie, a European, boasted an athletic physique, blonde hair, and blue eyes.
A few months back, I had shared my secret fascinations- edging and piss play- with her during a casual conversation at the gym. And just like that, the lady was completely happy to indulge, gushing with excitement over the idea of edging while being desperate to pee in her white thong. The scenario ignited intense lust, only temporarily thwarted by regular life demands.
After disappearing for some time to clear my mind, I'd had enough. I drunkenly spilled my secret one evening, expecting the worst. To my surprise, she merely listened, chuckling, "I should be mad... But I won't. If I can talk to her myself."
I hesitated and nodded unhappily. "We're going to find her here at the gym," Big Sister stated, unfazed by my confusion.
In the nearly empty locker room, surrounded by silence, we witnessed the targeted lady, checking her phone while preparing to depart for her day. Calmly, Jessie approached her, traced her fingers along her shoulders, and drawled, "He told me everything..." She looked in my direction as my cock engorged with blood against briefs, leading to increased arousal.
"He told me how you and him started chatting on Reddit... He told you about how I turned into a piss slut and unlocked your appreciation for piss too... And now, here you are, releasing it in your white thong while he watches."
Snap. Her voice had hit a new gear, saturated with embarrassment yet retaining a punch. Locked in her predicament, she's thrown off-balance, disbelief apparent in her trembling voice, "No! It wasn't like that! It wasn't! No...!" Her protests weakened.
"Fine, I don't need to be angry," she breathed, pausing briefly. "I'll be... doing this instead." With quiet resolve, she stands up and gently motions to me as I approach.
"Wait! This isn't necessary at all!" she stammered, voice shaking. "I can easily leave you two...." trailed off, awakening to the realization that escape was never truly an option.
"Sorry for dragging you in to all this," I murmured into her ear as Jessie's hands worked near her panties. "I don't think you're complaining though," I chuckled, toppling her willpower.
Shortly after, she pulled her leggings lower, revealing her covered thong as before. Composed, Jessie leaned over, tongues lingering between a peck. Her wily look intensified, eyes flaming, and a few drops of pee seeped through the soaking thong.
"Mmm... white? I'm more of a black woman myself, but this suits the job," Jessie quipped.
Suddenly, Dame Current trembled and pushed back against my rigid cock, her facade worn as she all but begged me for a kiss. Jessie smirked at me, still just out of reach.
"Please... I really have to go," she moaned, "F***!" she cried out as her body convulsed in orgasm, passing her bladder content. I remained firm behind her, locking her in place as Jessie continued to apply pressure on her underwear.
"Time to bring in the backup!" Jessie grinned, grin growing fiercer.
Allow me to say, Sister certainly went for the finish. Though I'll account for the damage later, at that particular moment, we three were immersed, devastated, as the room became saturated with pee. She stopped, and eyed me.
"I see why you're so eager now... I want more of that for myself."
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"Gosh damn it!" I manage to mumble quietly. Jessie pushes her own shorts down, exposing the black lace thong that drives me wild. She then goes in for a passionate kiss with the woman, exploring her mouth with her tongue.
I lose my mind and start passionately kissing the woman's neck, while Jessie presses their bodies together eagerly. The three of us are locked in a wet, moaning embrace, our bodies smashing against each other. Jessie encourages the woman to run her hand up and down her thong as she kisses me.
I don't want to be left out, so I grab her hips and start grinding against her, my cock harder than it's ever been. The woman moans louder as she feels me, pushing back against my erection while Jessie continues to direct her hand along her thong.
"Oh my god.. Oh crap.." Jessie pushes out a frustrated gasp and begins grinding her hips frantically. "I gotta go to the bathroom so bad..", she hisses through gritted teeth as she carries on.
"Then you'll piss for me!" the woman states with a smile. She fixes her gaze on Jessie.
"But not just yet!" she declares with a burning determination. "If you want me to stay quiet about this, you need to hold it like I did to you." She addresses me.
I observe the two of them and am more than ready to help. I grasp Jessie's arms from behind, feeling her damp shirt pressing against me as I see the desire in her eyes.
She groans in exasperation as I hold her in place, her shirt laying against me while her breasts are on full display. The woman locates Jessie's clit through the thong and starts massaging it.
"If you really thought you could come in here and have your way without a consequence, you'll be sorely disappointed. I could satisfy myself by watching you fight and struggle against my hand while holding back your urine."
Her eyes are closed and her teeth are clinched, as she tries to restrain herself. I release her arms from under her shirt to grasp both of her nipples, rubbing and squeezing them. She thrusts her hips forward, desperate for more stimulation.
"No, no, no, please...FUCK!" she cries out, and I feel her releasing the first drops of urine.
Her woman suddenly stops, and slides her thong to the side. The moment her tongue touches Jessie's clit, the woman breaks down, her urine gushing out even faster and her legs trembling.
I pull the woman towards me and momentarily kiss her, feeling her hand wrap around my cock. Jessie is still shaking, recovering from her intense orgasm.
"It's my turn now," I suggest with a mischievous smile.
"You have a real treat planned for me, I can see," she reveals, her eyes gleaming with anticipation as she looks at me and down at Jessie. "This is only the beginning..." she whispers, bending down to kiss Jessie passionately.
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