Chapter 8
“While my husband continued to wipe his mouth and face, I walked out of the bathroom with small steps. I was actually creeping since my legs still had stockings on them and they were around my ankles. During that walk, I was spinning my ass seductively, lifted my shirt and started to rub my stomach. Then I started to talk like a little baby: ‘There, there, the baby peed. Quickly, quickly I need to go to my room.’
“When I got out of the bathroom, I stood in front of Nicole. She was still kneeling, holding herself up with her hands. Her head was inches away from my pussy. While I was holding my shirt up with one hand I patted my flat stomach with the other. ‘There, Auntie Nicole, the little girl peed. She peed a lot. Did you see? Me so little but peeing like from a jug. Wow, Auntie Nicole, this mean old man scratched me with his roughness.
“‘He made my pussy so hard. Here, look at my pussy.” Then I moved my front and practically touched her. ‘That dirty old man doesn’t know how to be nice with my little pussy. Look, Aunt Nicole, my pussy is so small without a single hair.’ While I was talking, I was touching myself. Nicole was watching mesmerized the whole time between my legs.
“With my cigarette still in my mouth, I continued, “Mister, Mister, come here and dress me. I am still little and I don’t know how. Put on my panties. My pussy will freeze.” All this time, I was jumping and hopping in front of Nicole’s head like some spoiled little brat. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
“When we came back into the room, Nicole was all excited, commenting on the previous events. ‘I simply can’t believe what I just saw. Hey, you are unbelievable. I am not surprised about you, Alice, that you were ready to do something like that. Your approach has so much sex appeal. But who would have thought that my friend would be ready to do such a thing. I always thought you were calm and collected but would you look at that.’
“‘Whoever asked him anything? He’s just here to fulfill all of my desires. I wouldn’t even say it was your pleasure alone. But you are probably right. He is the one constantly talking about how he accepts everything I do to him just so I would allow him to fuck me. So now I have the satisfaction to do whatever I want no problem.
“‘That was nice. I really peed well. Now my slave will have incentive to work around the house, and you saw what it looked like when a dominant woman wants to fulfill her pleasure and piss in her husband’s mouth. You can take me up as a model and apply it to your husband. You will enjoy it, trust me.’
“Totally crazed up from what she had heard and seen, Nicole said she had to go home. Before she left the apartment, she thanked us for a nice show and modestly said she would like to see me doing it again. ‘No problem. You can come by any time. I piss a lot.’ Then she started to laugh hard. Later I liked to remember that whole scene when Nicole saw me piss and how funny her red and inflamed face was.
“Even now I want to die laughing when I remember her wide eyes and mouth kneeling and looking at me piss. That particular event will probably stay logged in her mind constantly and she’ll probably be wishing she could be so lucky to piss on somebody, but I don’t believe she will ever get the chance.
“She doesn’t have the kind of charisma I have, the kind of power I have over men. She will envy me for that forever but let her. Not just anyone can be as attractive and wanted as me. I am sure that every one of my colleagues dreams and fantasizes about licking me between my legs, and there would probably be some fools like him who would agree to me pissing in their mouth. But who knows, maybe there are guys willing to do a lot more like allowing me to take a shit in their mouths.
“Am I not right?” she asked. “By the way, Nicole was really horny so I had to repeat it to her a few more times. Isn’t that right, professor? Why are you sitting there like a statue? Say something.”
Alice continued to speak. “Nicole made allusions to this event every day. Every time I would go to the bathroom, she reminded me I could take a piss on him with her watching.
“‘Well, Nicole, it can’t happen when someone else wants. It will happen when I decide. He will get his portion when he deserves it.’ When I was bored with Nicole’s persistence, I yelled at her profoundly and on one occasion I told her she was boring the hell out of me. Nicole stopped talking about it after that and she wasn’t allowed to say a word more about it.
“After a few weeks, Nicole couldn’t take it anymore and started talking about that event again and how it had become a complete nightmare for her. I was totally surprised when my friend told me how she really liked my clean and smooth pussy. ‘Alice, your pussy is like sugar. You know that I have been thinking about it a lot. Almost every night I remember you standing in front of me and touching yourself. I like it very, very much.’
“‘So that‘s the problem. You like my pussy and would like to have a taste of my pussy. What is wrong with you people? All of you would just like to lick me or fuck me. You are really boring me. I already have a pest. My slave, who would like to fuck me day and night. I have a pack of horny guys chasing me and wanting to fuck me and now you have joined my fan club.
“‘What is wrong with you? I am not the only attractive woman on this planet. There’s got to be more beauties and women with sex appeal like me.
“If I wanted it, then I would ask her to lick my pussy. I am sure she would accept it. Before Nicole moved away, I gave her the pleasure of watching us closely while I was pissing in his mouth. After Nicole’s move and me getting a job we started to see each other less and now it is rare that we get to even speak over the phone.”
Joan spoke up, “Well, Alice, you are really a menace for your surroundings.”
“I am not a menace. I just live my life the way I want to. Tomorrow I am going to spend the whole day with some friends of mine. We are going to have a blast. We planned to go to the pool and after that to a local concert.
“Yes, yes, my dear. Why are you surprised? When you have time, come again, so we can hang out some more. If I am in the mood, I might tell you another story…”
Phone Call
Prologue
After fifteen years away, Carol returns home to the town where she grew up. Her mother is sick, so she had decided to stay a while. As she plans to meet up with old friends, a mysterious phone call catches her off guard. The man on the other end sounds sexy and familiar, but she can’t place him until he tells her who he is. It is Chris, the man that every girl used to be in love with, except Carol. Out of boredom, she agrees to hang out, and they plan to meet at a bar. Carol’s friend Natalie warns her against his capricious ways, but Carol decides to relax and go with the flow. She even agrees with Chris to take some risks that she hasn’t done since her younger days, and the consequences are not what she had hoped for. When she makes a fool of herself, she has to wait and see if Chris will want to see her ever again. Even though she wants him and loves spending time with him, she is keeping her guard up, but she slowly feels the situation slipping out of her grasp.
Chapter 1: Expectations
The morning started as any other before. Early fall came knocking and a rainy day just like this was nothing unusual. Carol was still adapting to the new surroundings these last few weeks because she hasn’t visited her home town for the last fifteen years. It would seem like time has stopped in this small town or countryside as she would refer to it. Anybody knew everybody, but that fact wasn’t the one that irritated her and inspired her to leave to the city right after high school, but the lack of life, places where you go to have fun. “God, this place doesn’t even have a movie theatre” she thought “like coming back hundred years in the past.”
She quickly pulled on her tight jeans and glanced at her watch; she was late already and that made her quite nervous. She heard the screeching of the tires on the driveway of her parents’ house. It was a little sports car that belonged to her old neighborhood friend that was supposed to stop by for coffee. Since it has been to long from their last encounter Carol was really excited, because they will finally have the chance to catch up. Natalie honked as discreet as possible so Carol would know that she is here. She was also excited to see her old friend, but was well aware of her friend’s tendency to be late, and the need to hurry her up.
