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~Subject: NEW Story: Lespiss 1
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~From: an84@anon.penet.fi (Radagast)
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Lesley reached down between her legs. She gripped a lip
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between finger and thumb with each hand. She pulled her cunt open.
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Wide open.
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Looking up from between her friends legs, Cindy smiled
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blissfully knowing that soon, the hot golden fluid would be washing
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over her beautiful face. She stared into the hot pink pit that
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soon would drench her in the strong smelling salt fluid. She tried
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to spot the tiny hole that would soon emit a flow of hot piss,
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straight into her face.
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She could smell Lesley's arousal, see the swollen inner lips and
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droplets of cunt juice. Lesley's fat labia were pinched by finger
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and thumb and stretched wide open.
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"Please Lesley, don't make me wait," pleaded Cindy, "piss on me
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baby, on my face, in my mouth, I want to drink your golden juice!"
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The pleading was part of the game, and Cindy knew that her
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request had to be sincere, or Lesley would waste her piss down the
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toilet. It had happend before.
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Lesley smiled down on Cindy. Lesley squatted down, bringing her
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cunt closer to Cindy's eagerly open mouth. "You sure you want this
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stinking piss in your face?"
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"Yes, plee-a-s-e! I want to bathe in your filth, to fill myself
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with your sweet urine, to worship even this dirty part of you."
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Lesley smiled, and began to flex her bladder muscles. A small
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dribble of piss leaked from her urethra. With a squeal of delight
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Cindy leant forward. Drips of piss dribbled onto her face and she
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thrust her tongue into the wet vagina beneath the jets of urine
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that continued to trickle from Lesley's cunt.
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She thrust her tongue into the hot wet tube of flesh. She
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revelled in the wetness of the cunt juice and the dribbles of piss
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that were running down each side of her nose, over her cheeks and
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chin.
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The mixture of hot piss and cunt juice was exhilirating Cindy.
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Turning her on even more than the three fingers she had crammed
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into her asshole. More than the excitement her thumb, jammed into
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her own squelching cunt, was arousing.
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But Cindy wanted more, this trickle was only teasing her. She
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wanted more than a taste, she wanted to feel the hot fluid
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splashing into her mouth. What she couldn't swallow, she want to
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feel dribbling down her chin, falling from there to her tits and
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running down to her own cunt. Cindy groaned, "More! Flood my
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mouth with your hot salty piss!"
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Lesley, who had been holding back, waiting for this request,
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gave her bladder a vicious squeeze and the trickles turned into a
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solid golden stream of piss. She watched it gush from her slit and
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into the face of her friend.
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Moving her head blindly, Cindy tried to bring her open mouth
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into the direct flow of jet. The gold fluid missed her groping
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mouth, splashed off her nose, closed eyes and cheeks. It ran down
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her smooth body, over her tits and into the hair at the base of her
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belly.
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It collected in the palm of the hand that was working so
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vigorously in her cunt and ass. As she pushed the fingers into her
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asshole and thumb into her dripping hole, her palm slapped against
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her lips and the piss splashed out over her legs.
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Finally, after a cry of frustration, Cindy moved her mouth so
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that the flow of urine landed directly in her seeking mouth. Her
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mouth rapidly filled with the pungent fluid, the taste of it
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reminding her of other times when her urge to abase herself had
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been satisfied in this way.
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Cindy didn't understand why the debasement appealed so strongly,
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others would find it disgusting. To Cindy it was the greatest
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compliment she could pay her lover. To swallow, to revel and to
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worship this unsavoury byproduct of life.
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The warmth and intimacy of the act also appealed, but it was the
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wallowing in the sense of degradation and disgust that provided the
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greatest thrills, and Cindy knew that Lesley had a specially
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disgusting treat in store for her tonight, if she was good...
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"Swallow my piss you bitch," growled Lesley, "let me see your
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throat pulse as you drink it." "If you don't you won't get your
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treat..."
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Not needing the encouragement Cindy gulped at the bitter fluid
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that was pooling at the back of her mouth. Swallowing with her
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mouth open had taken little time to learn, time during which she
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had spilt a lot of piss and angered Lesley. But now Cindy was able
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to choke down most of the strong smelling liquid that jetted from
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the cunt inches away from her face.
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Lesley could feel the relief that discharging the urine provided
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her bladder. This on top of the excitement of abusing her friend
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this way. A way she knew Cindy enjoyed.
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For Lesley, the thrill of knowing that Cindy would do this
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filthy act as a display of worship for her was incredibly exciting.
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It gave her the incentive to think of new ways to degrade and
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excite Cindy... and she had a great one instore tonight.
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As the last drips of piss slipped down the pubic hairs and were
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eagerly licked up by Cindy, Lesley turned and faced away from
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Cindy's dripping face.
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End of Part I
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