Dear Brian

“It’s a piss-stool, Darling” said Lorraine, proudly “It came today from a sex-shop. I ordered it specially for us!”

“How does it work, Mother?” said Bunny.

Your eager mother-in-law then explained that I, David, was to lie underneath it with my face up under the seat. Lorraine then insisted that I try it out. I was not too keen, until your sexy mother-in-law reminded me of the letter that she could send to you. Bunny was equally scared of this and begged me to try it out and to follow her mother’s instructions.

So, I lay down and did as I was told. After I had placed my face upwards under the seat, I got a surprise that I did not expect. I was fitted with a leather dog-collar and this was then attached to a hook on the underside of the seat. Bunny was then invited to sit on it and I could see up into her cunt. My hands were then shackled to my feet with two dog-chains and my knees drawn up. This was not ? and was not intended to be ? painful or torture. The women just took some delight in having me secured, while they had their way with me. In any case, to relieve the strain on the collar, I had to lift my head up, until my mouth was only an inch or two away from the cunt of your wife.

Lorraine then instructed her daughter to pull apart the lips of her cunt, so that I could clearly see its inside. I could see, quite clearly, the clitoris and the urethra. Although it was obvious what my fate was to be, Lorraine took great delight in explaining it.

“Now David, Bunny is going to jack herself off and when she comes, she is also going to pee. All of her piss will go on to your face and into your mouth. You are to drink down as much as you possibly can.”

So, your dear wife, Bunny, rubbed and rubbed her cunt for about five minutes. After this time she said

“Oh mother, Mom, I think it’s coming. I’m going to pee.”

“Let it come, my Darling.” said Lorraine, “Look David, can you see it?”

I could hardly avoid seeing. I saw just a few drops of pee appear on the urethra of your wife and then it began to drip down on to my face. Then, as I still watched and tasted, it dripped faster and faster, until it had become a steady stream. Lorraine sternly ordered me to open my mouth and to let it flow in. It tasted salty but very pleasant. But it kept on coming and coming. I was told to keep my mouth open and to start swallowing. So, I was made to drink the piss of your lovely sexy wife, as it poured down into my eager mouth.

So, enjoyably, I drank down the huge quantity of Bunny’s piss, as she pumped it into my wide open mouth. Glug! Glug! Glug! Glug! Glug! Glug! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Your wife’s lovely pee warmed my throat as I swallowed as much of it as I possibly could.

After your wife, Bunny, had finished pissing, I had expected to be released. However, it was not to be. Lorraine told me that the two women were going to have some refreshment and, as Lorraine explained, she ? especially ? was going to have a couple of large glasses of water. This, it was obvious, was to fill her up for when she took her own turn.

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Amy’s Secret Desires

The next night I looked from my bedroom window and saw the bathroom light on at my new next door neighbor. I climbed out the window sill and snuck over the ledge to the lit bathroom window. I climbed up a tree that was positioned just perfectly for a good view into his bathroom. Oh, what good fortune! The bathroom light was bright and I could see him clearly. I watched him sitting on the toilet with a magazine on his lap. He was reading it while stroking his cock with right hand. I now saw what his cock looked like. It was big and fat, like a sausage with a reddish head. It stood straight up. The foreskin slid up and down over his cock-head as he jerked off. What a beautiful piece of meat, I thought. Then I saw him reaching under his ass. Then I realized that he was shitting and getting off at the same time! He bent his head over and I saw his cum spurt from his pee-hole. The creamy sperm shot into the air hitting his mouth.

This was too good to be true. An actual man next door who enjoyed what I liked. I had to find a way to meet him but I did not have the nerve. Besides, why would he have an interest in a little girl? The next few weeks, I spent most of my nights waiting for him to appear in front of a window. One night, I peeked in his bathroom window and saw him pissing in the toilet. How strange that a man didn’t need to sit down on the bowl. He stood there with his pants down, holding his big cock with one hand as a stream of golden fluid splashed into the toilet bowl. I wished I could get a closer view. Then when he was finished, he shook it so that the remaining drops would fall off. Cool, I thought.

It took me two more weeks before I came up with a plan and the nerve to approach him. On a Saturday evening, I put on tight fitting jeans, and a tank top and with walked to his front and knocked. When he opened the door, I pretended to be interested in selling him raffle tickets from my school. I was thrilled when he generously bought two tickets and invited me in. No doubt he could tell I was interested in him by the way I stared at him, wide eyed. He introduced himself as Paul and I told him my name. He offered me a coke and I gratefully took it. We sat down in his living room. Then he started asking all kinds of questions about my parents and if I was allowed to visit him and so on. I suppose he was testing the waters to see where I was coming from. I gave him every clue possible. I sat with my legs apart and gave him coy looks, I took off my shoes and brushed my bare feet against his leg. Then I asked if he would show me around the house. By the bulge in his pants I could tell he was getting interested. He showed me around, but for some reason, he avoided the bedroom. I told him that he forgot to show me a room. He, hesitated, and told me that I probably shouldn’t see that room since it might shock a young girl as myself. I told him I wanted to see it and that nothing would shock me. He shrugged and took me in. As we entered, I saw sex pictures hanging on the wall. The photos showed men and women fucking each other. I asked about them and he told me that he liked sex. This got me aroused and I couldn’t believe what I said to him next: I asked him to show me how he did it. After a brief pause, he asked me if I had ever had sex with a man before. I told him, no, but that I wanted to find out. Like a fool, I confessed that I had looked through his window and watched him having sex with his girl friend. I told him, he was the first real person I’d ever seen having sex. Then, even more foolishly, I told him I also watched him through the bathroom window. I wanted to know all. When he heard this, he got red in the face, but did not say anything for a minute.

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