Last Wednesday, I received an email in response to one of my stories posted on Nifty.org. The story was called "Three-Way Piss Party", and was a work of fiction, a composite of several different encounters I'd had with guys over the years, with a female character thrown in to spice it up. I'd used made-up names and compressed it all into one evening. It had generated quite a heavy response, for a few weeks, then the emails began to peter out. I'd pretty much forgotten about the story until last Wednesday when someone called Jane emailed me as follows:
"I read your three-way story and it was amazing. It describes all the things I like to do. It's like you've been reading my mind."
I emailed her back and we started a correspondence, and when I learned that she too lived in San Diego, we arranged to meet at a local bar on Saturday morning. I picked the place, because it was close by, dark, and was not frequented by anyone I knew.
When I walked in, she was sitting alone at the bar, nursing a beer. In her late thirties, she was slim, dark and not bad looking. A pony-tail and a pair of glasses gave her a studious look. She wore a plain, white dress.
"Jane?"
"Hi, you must be Tony. Nice to meet you."
"Let's go sit at a table in the back where no one can hear us." I got a beer from the barman and we went and sat down.
"So you liked my stuff?" I asked.
"Absolutely. I read all your other stories too. I guess you like watersports a lot."
"Oh, I love it. But I thought it was a guy thing. I've always imagined that the idea of girls enjoying pee-play was just wishful thinking by guys."
"Oh, no. We girls like a golden shower too."
"So have you ever been in a three-way?"
"Only once, with my husband and a girl friend. It was fantastic. We all peed on one another and drank lots of pee too. I love to drink it." My mind reeled at the image of Jane and another girl pissing on each other.
"So you're married. Does he know you're here with me?"
"Sure. He liked your stories too. It was he who suggested I email you."
"He doesn't mind you being with other guys?"
"Not so long as I'm careful. He likes to hear all the intimate details of my pee-play."
"I guess you both pee-play a lot."
"I love to suck his dick and have him pee in my mouth." By now, my dick was getting hard, bent painfully downwards in my briefs.
"I know how good that can be, having a nice soft dick in your mouth, feeling it get hard as the piss starts to flow. Talking of piss drinking, let's have another beer."
"So you like sucking dick as well?"
"Very much so. I'm totally bi. I can get into any kind of sex. Anything with a pulse." She laughed and I signaled the barman, who brought two bottles to our table.
"I also like to pee in my panties," she volunteered, after he`d left.
"Me too," I said. "Sometimes, I just lie in bed in my briefs, and let go until my underpants are soaked, then I shut it off."
"Give me your hand under the table," she said. Leaning forward, she took my hand and pushed it between her legs. "I want you to feel it when I pee." I slid my hand up until it was pressed against the cotton of her panties, and after a few seconds, I felt the wet warmth of her pee on my hand.
"That's enough for now," she said with a smile. I pulled my hand out and sniffed at it, then I licked the piss off my fingers.
"Delicious," I said.
"That's `cos I drank three glasses of water before I came. Dilute pee is much nicer."
"You're right. Come and sit over this side, beside me," I said, and she complied.
I unzipped my pants, took her hand and guided it inside. "Now put your hand into the fly of my briefs, and push it straight downwards past my dick. You'll find there's a kind of pocket there that goes down almost to my ass. Now cup my dick and balls." As she smiled at me, I relaxed until I felt my piss traveling down my urethra. It was an intense feeling, almost like cumming, and it let if flow for about two seconds then shut it off. "There," I said, "My gift to you."
She pulled her hand out and sniffed and licked it as I had done.
"I can't wait to drink from your cock," she said.
"My place is only a block away."
"Let's go," she said.
I settled up and we left.
As we walked up the stairs to my second floor apartment, I was behind her, and I could just make out the shape of her white cotton panties visible through her dress, which had a small damp patch at the rear. It reinforced the hard-on that was now comfortably vertical in my briefs. Inside, I gave her a quick tour, then showed her the bathroom.
"I've really gotta pee," she said, backing up to the toilet and lifting her dress. Instead of pulling her panties down, she left them on, and simply peed through them. I dropped to my knees in front of her, brought my face as close as I could, and put my hand into the stream of piss that was falling from the crotch of her panties.
"Hang on," she said, stopped peeing and stood up. "Stick your face in my pussy and drink it." I need no further bidding, and glued my lips to the front of her panties as the piss started to flow again. I managed to swallow most of it, but some splashed on to my shirt. After a few seconds, she stopped. "Gotta save some for the shower," she said.
I quickly shed my shirt and pants, tossing them into the hamper.
"You look pretty sexy in your undies," she said, dropping to her knees and manipulating my stiff dick out of the fly of my underpants. "I hope your dick's not too hard to pee." I guess I wasn't, because when she took my dick in her mouth, I was almost immediately able to let a fine stream of piss flow. She swallowed enthusiastically, until I shut it off, wanting, like her, to save some. "Fucking awesome," she said. "I love your taste. Let's keep drinking lots of fluids so we can make more pee." She stood up and peeled off her dress. She looked vulnerable in her white bra and damp panties. We went into the kitchen and I got a couple of beers from the fridge and we headed back to the bathroom. "Come and pee on me, Tony," she said climbing into the tub. She knelt down as I stepped to join her, and I pulled my dick out of my briefs. She took hold of it and gave it a few strokes then my stream of piss hit her in the face. Smiling, she directed the flow down to her tits and stomach and then put my dick in her mouth again, swallowing until I was empty. "Now I wanna pee on you," she said.
I lay down in the tub as she stood and straddled me. Soon a nice warm jet of piss was soaking the front of my underpants and tank top. I managed to catch some in my mouth, but soon her flow stopped. "That was delicious," I said, reaching for my beer on the counter top and taking a big swig. "Let's clean up, then we can start over."
We showered together, letting the water rinse the piss from our bodies and underwear, then stripped off and soaped each other all over. Her pussy was completely shaved, which I liked. I washed her cunt thoroughly, as she was doing the same to my dick, and I fingered her clit, feeling it swell. We dried each other off with fluffy bath towels and I took her by the hand and led her into the bedroom. Opening my underwear drawer, I said, "I have a huge selection of briefs for you to wear, and you'd look nice in a tank as well."
"Oh, I love to wear guy's undies," she said. "I wear my husband's all the time." She donned a pair of Hanes men's briefs and I offered her a size L Fruit-of-the-Loom tank undershirt that was still in its packet, not yet shrunk from the wash. She put them on, and the white tank top came down to mid thigh, looking like a see-through mini-dress.
"Now that's a sexy look," I said, "I can see you briefs through the tank, just like I could see your panties through your white dress."
"I picked that dress for that reason, and because damp patches don't show up so obviously as it does on colors."
"There's a plastic sheet on the bed, over the mattress under the cotton sheet," I said. "Let's get wet again."
I lay down on my back and she sat on my chest. I saw the yellow stain begin to spread across the front of the briefs and I put my hands under her buttocks and lifted her up so that her piss dripped on to my face. When she was finished I had her lay on her back as I knelt astride her head, burying my face in her wet crotch as I pissed into her mouth, then on to her cotton covered tits. When I was empty, I left my dick in her mouth as she stroked the shaft. I took it out of her mouth for long enough for her to say, "Cum in my mouth, Tony, I wanna swallow your cum."
A minute later, I shot a nice load of cum down her throat.
We lay side by side on the damp bed. "That was fantastic," she said. "Cum and piss, I love `em."
I must have drifted off to sleep, because I came to feeling chilled and hearing a phone ring. She grabbed her purse and pulled her cell phone out.
"Hi, Eric.......yes, I'm here with him now........awesome, nice dick and tasty pee.........yeah, he said he goes both ways...........I'm sure he would." She passed the phone to me. "My husband wants to talk to you."
I took the phone. "Hello?"
"Hi, I'm Eric, Jane's husband. I hear you're having a good time with my wife."
"I hope you don't mind."
"Not at all. Anything to make her happy. Did she drink your piss and suck you off?"
"Yes, and she made me very happy."
"She loves to suck dick."
"So do I," I said. "I'm an experienced piss-drinker, but she's my first female."
"Then you should both come over here and you can drink mine."
"I'd love to." Aside, I said to Jane, "He wants us to come over."
"Super," she said, "A threesome. Perfect."
"Give us twenty minutes," I said to Eric. "Meanwhile, drink plenty so your bladder's full when we get there."
"I already have. I've just sampled my own piss and it tastes nice and mild."
"See you soon," I said, and hung up.
We showered again, and with clean dry undies beneath our clothing headed for her place.
Jane looked fabulous with my white underpants showing through her white dress. I was carrying a grocery bag with three or four sets of clean underwear in it. Very soon we were there and Jane ushered me in to her living room. Eric rose from his chair to greet me, dressed in white briefs and a white tank, with an obvious hard-on. Holding out his hand he said, "I've read all your stories, Tony, so I know you like your guys in white undies."
"You look stunning," I said, looking at his lean frame. Indeed, with longish blond hair, blue eyes and a light tan, he did look pretty sexy.
"I've been sitting here playing with my dick and thinking about you guys drinking piss. I nearly came a couple of times. You're quite a good looking guy though a bit overdressed," he said.
"Then you'd better take my pants off," I replied.
He dropped to his knees, unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. My dick was beginning to rise in my underpants as he slid my pants down my thighs and rubbed his face against my bulge. I stepped out of the pants and pulled my shirt over my head. "This is what I like about gay sex," I said. "No fucking around, we just get right to it." Meanwhile, Jane had removed her dress.
"Wow," said Eric. "You're wearing his underwear. You know what that means."
"What?" I asked.
"That later, you'll have to wear hers."
"Great," I said. "I love to wear panties. I love to piss in them, too."
"Speaking of..." said Eric, pulling my cock through the fly of my underpants. He took it in his mouth an began to suck it expertly. I relaxed my bladder and waited while my piss flowed slowly down my dick.
"Mmmm," hummed Eric as his mouth filled.
"My turn," I said, pulling my dick out and falling to my knees. He stood up, wiped his lips, pulled his briefs down to mid-thigh and pushed his slender dick into my mouth. His cock was the same length as mine, but a lot thinner, thin enough to fit nicely up my ass, and I became determined to have a piss enema later. His piss tasted wonderful, not at all acidic, like a very mild beer. I swallowed until he was empty.
"Let's go out on to the patio," he said. "We can splash pee anywhere we want and all I have to do is hose if off later." His back garden was fenced for privacy on either side, and looked out over one of San Diego's many canyons. It was unlikely that anyone would be able to see us, and if they could, so much the better. I like an audience.
Eric brought a cooler full of beers on to the patio, and we sat down on three chaise lounges. I noticed that the cushions were all vinyl, easy to wash. We could piss to our heart's content.
"Doesn't Jane look great in your underpants," he said. I nodded appreciatively.
"All my girlfriends like me to wear guy's stuff," she said. "The nice thing about men's cotton briefs is that they hold a lot of piss."
"So that one can suck it out, later," said Eric. His briefs were still down at mid-thigh, a sight I find very exciting, and he stood up and said, "Let's get stinky." He started to spray piss over both of us as we lay there, out mouths open, hoping to catch a few drops. Then Jane stood up, peeled of her dress. and dropped her briefs.
"Lie down, Eric," she said. "My turn to hose you."
As he lay down, she stood at the bottom of his chaise lounge, leaned back, spread her pussy lips, and sent an arcing stream of piss all over his body and face. I would have been a remarkable performance even for a man with a dick to aim it with, but she managed to soak him from head to foot.
"I'm in heaven," sighed Eric. The sight of him lying there, his dick pointing to the sky, was irresistible. I knelt beside him and took his dick in my hand.
"You have a lovely cock," I said. "I just have to suck it. And later, I want you to fuck me with it, and piss up my ass."
"It'll be my pleasure," he said.
"And I want Tony to pee up my cunt," said Jane.
"So long as I get to drink his piss from your pussy," said Eric.
I spent several minutes sucking alternately on his dick and on my bottle of beer. We were all drinking beer as fast as we could pour it down our throats.
"Let's see if you can fuck as well as you can suck," said Jane, lying down on her back, her legs wide apart. I knelt between them as Eric took hold of my cock and guided it into her cunt. For a few seconds I pumped away until Jane said, "Piss inside me, Tony. Shoot a nice jet of pee right up me. Oh, that feels so good! Keep going, keep going!" My piss was now leaking out past my dick.
"I gotta taste that," said Eric. "Move aside for a moment, please." I got out of his way and he lapped eagerly at his wife's cunt, drinking my piss. "Damn! That tastes marvelous," he said. "More! More!"
We repeated the exercise several times, until my bladder was empty. "Piss flavored with pussy juice, yeah - my favorite," said Eric.
The repeated insertions of my dick into Jane had brought me close to cumming, so I said to Eric, "If you wanna fuck me, do it now before I cum."
He needed no further bidding, and as I knelt to take over his task of drinking from Jane's pussy, he got behind me, pulled my soaking wet briefs down and pressed the head of his dick against my hole. With only piss to lubricate it, my ass was reluctant to accept his cock, but my habit of using butt plugs paid off, enabling me to stretch my sphincter enough so it slid in. After half a dozen strokes, Eric's dick was in up to the hilt and as his stomach slapped against my butt, I stopped licking Jane's clit long enough to say to him, "Piss up me! Fill me up!" Then came that lovely warm feeling as my colon filled up with hot piss. It felt fantastic. Being fucked is nice enough, but this added a new dimension. All the while, I was getting little squirts of piss from Jane's urethra and swallowing them down. Eric kept on pissing up me until I called, "Enough," then he shut it off. "Fuck me a little more, please, Eric." I could hear a squishing noise as his dick pumped in and out of me. I was so full it seemed I could burst, but it was the best fuck I'd ever had. Soon, my bowels rebelled and I asked him to pull out. The instant his dick was removed, I jumped up and made a dash for the bathroom. I just managed to hold it in, heaving a sigh of relief as I sat down on the toilet and let his piss flow out. Then I stepped into the shower, where the shower-head was on a flexible hose, and I set it to "jet", sending a column of clean water up my ass. After I toweled off, I slipped into their bedroom and began to look through the dresser drawers. Right away I found her undies and selected a pair of light blue, full cut, lace edged panties which I put on, then covered them with a white nylon half slip.
Back on the patio, Eric said, "Wow, that's a sexy get-up for a guy. I could fuck you all over again."
He was lying on his back while Jane squatted over his face, peeing into his mouth. With his underpants still a half mast and his dick poking up in the air, I couldn't resist it. I dropped to my knees beside him and took his dick in my mouth. As I sucked on the head and stroked the shaft with my hand, he was sending spurts of piss down my throat. Then I felt the head swell up and my mouth was filled with delicious cum, which I savored for a while, then swallowed it.
By now, my bladder was full again and Jane pushed me on to a lounge, lifted my slip, pulled my dick out of the leg of the panties and took it in her mouth. She proceeded to drink all the piss I had left. A few seconds later, I came in her mouth.
She looked up at me, cum dripping down her chin, and gave me a huge smile.
"Let's have lunch," she said. "Then we can start over."
The End
Here is a list of my stories and where to find them: "White Briefs" series; Gay male, encounters, Oct 14, 03 "My Teenage Angel"; Gay male, adult/youth, Sept 6, 03 "Old Enough to Drink?" Gay male, adult/youth, Oct 31, 03 "My Wife and the Neighbor"; Bisexual, encounters, Oct 25, 03 "Three Way Piss Party"; Bisexual, urination, Sept 1, 03 "Yellow Hanky"; Gay male, urination, Sept 2, 03 "Hard on the Wind"; Gay male, adult/youth, Dec 8, 03
Enjoy, and feel free to email me. My email address has changed to "tonywill99@netzero.net" Your responses are appreciated.
Tony.