Literotic asexstories – Tasting Each Other by Dannyboy23
Jane and I moved house a few years ago to a quiet little town near Perth, in Scotland. There were only a few neighbours nearby but we met Bill and Shirley quite soon. We had talked over the fence a few times, so we thought it would be nice to invite them over for a drink.
Bill owned a heating company in a town nearby, and Shirley worked part time in a department store. Neither was from a wealthy background, and it seemed that Shirley had had quite a hard time as a child. She was quite small, but had a nice figure, although she wore very thick spectacles, which hid a lot of her face.
Although we both liked them I had the impression that Shirley was flirting with me now and again. She was a touchy feely person, and when I kissed her hello, I could feel her breasts moving against me, clearly without a bra.
We were drinking quite a lot on the evening when they came round. Bill and Shirley were red wine drinkers but I had moved on to whisky. Although she was not exactly sophisticated, I found Shirley very sexy. She was wearing a loose cotton dress, which showed a lot of breast, and she had no stockings on. The conversation was light, mostly around each other’s life stories, but the alcohol was taking its toll.
After about an hour, Shirley got up to use the loo. I showed her the way and returned to the lounge. About ten minutes later I went to use the loo myself. As I approached the wooden toilet seat I noticed a drop of pee on it. Although my first reaction would normally have been faint disgust, and I would have wiped it with a bit of tissue, I knew this was Shirley’s, and I couldn’t help feeling very aroused. I wanted to taste her. I really wanted to taste her very much.
I put my finger into this drop of urine and smelt the unmistakeable mustiness. I imagined it dripping from her pussy and I put it in my mouth. It was so strong and salty, but I let it stay on my tongue while I licked it around my lips. God, I was tasting Shirley and I wanted her.
I lifted the lid to see if there was any below, and there was a little stream. I bent down and licked it all into my mouth. My cock was so hard now that I had to wait a minute before going back to the others. When I did, I could see Shirley give me a slight questioning look, but I also noticed that her glass was empty, so I lifted it and headed for the kitchen. Bill and Jane were in deep conversation, so she followed me.
“You have a nice house Tim,” she smiled. “I love your bathroom. All that wood. And you hardly ever see a real wooden loo seat anymore.”
I looked at her, wondering. Surely she hadn’t left her pee intentionally? I poured her red wine and started pouring another whisky for me. She laughed, “Its funny isn’t it, the colour of things we drink? I mean my wine looks like blood, but your whisky could, for all the world,
be pee!”
“I suppose so,” I laughed, enjoying the growing intimacy. “Well I hope it tastes better, anyway!”
She clinked my glass and smiled at me “I’d better not drink too much of this or I’ll be running to the loo all night!”
“Yeah,” I laughed, “and then you’ll be converting all that red stuff to this,” I said, pointing at my whisky.
She laughed again, and we went back to the others.
Another half hour passed, and Shirley stood up, excusing herself, as she headed to the loo once again. When she returned she looked at me again, and smiled, “I’m sorry, it must be all that red wine!”
I laughed, but couldn’t help wondering if she had done the same again. I knew I had to find out, before Bill or Jane needed to go, so I stood up quickly and went. When I entered the loo, I could see it again.
This time there was a little more, and I knew she had left it for me. I was so hard. I knelt beside the loo and licked it all into my mouth. This time it was warm, and I knew it had dripped there, straight from her dark wet pussy. I imagined licking her between her legs. Perhaps her panties would be wet with it, and I could take them down and squeeze them into my mouth!
I forced myself to calm down, then cleaned up and went back to the kitchen, only to find Shirley waiting. “Tim,” she said, slurring her words a bit, but filling her glass anyway. “Would you like another glass of pee – I mean whisky, silly me!”
“Well I’m not sure what pee tastes like,” I laughed, “but I’ll take another whisky.”
“Oh well, would you like to find out then?” she said, stroking my arm.
I shivered in anticipation. It was very clear what she meant, as she took my glass, and disappeared back to the loo. When she returned she handed me my glass, now full of warm liquid. I took a sip and she watched me swallow. “Nice?” she said.
“Mmh yes, nice Shirley. It would be nice from your tap too!”
At that moment Jane came into the kitchen. “So this is where you are hiding eh? Always in the kitchen at parties mmh? Well, Bill and I both need a drink, if you can bring it over, Tim.” She went back to Bill and I sipped my ‘whisky’.
Shirley stood in front of me. “Tim I think I’d like to try one of your special whiskies, if you don’t mind” she said, softly, passing me a whisky glass.
I took through the drinks for the others and then quickly went upstairs to the ensuite, where it felt more private, to get Shirley’s ‘whisky’. When I returned I gave the glass to her. She toasted me then sipped. It wasn’t possible to see the kitchen from the lounge, so she leaned forward and kissed me. Her kiss was so dirty it could have been a fuck. “Come on,” she said “its time we joined the other two.”
When we went back to the lounge Bill immediately commented on Shirley’s change of drink. “Blame Tim,” she said. “He told me it was good stuff,” taking a large gulp this time. I was aware this was very dangerous, and could only think that if either Bill or Jane asked for a taste I would insist on giving it to them in a glass, with water to add.
Before the evening ended we had been talking about gardening, and Shirley asked if I could look at her tomatoes for her. I agreed, and said I would come over on wednesday, which was one of her off days.
On Wednesday, I knocked on her door and heard her shout for me to come in. “Lock the door behind you Tim” was the next shout. I did that, and made my way towards the source of her shout. The door to the bathroom was open and Shirley was on the toilet, naked. She began to pee and beckoned me to come to her. I went down and began to lick her pussy as her golden pee ran over my face. “Shirley, I need to fuck you now” I gasped.
Immediately she finished peeing and lay down on the bathroom floor. I dropped my chinos and was deep inside her in a second, fucking her madly as she forced her tongue into my throat. As she was fucking me back, she suddenly threw off her specs, and I saw for the first time how pretty she was. She whispered to me “God Tim, I wanted you so much and I knew you wanted me. Bill fucks me, but he doesn’t know me like this.”
“Mmh I want to fuck you forever,” I gasped. “Did Bill fuck you after you left us on Saturday night?”
“Yes he did. He was pretty randy. I think he really fancies Jane. But he doesn’t really know what I want. You do. I want your pee all over me, and I want you to drink from me.”
Talking about our secret made us both fuck harder. We came together, and I withdrew with cum dripping from my cock. “Mmmh let me have that!” Shirley cried out, taking my cock in her mouth and sucking every last drop of my white cream, as she drew her nails down my chest. God she was so sexy!
She took my hand now and led me to the kitchen. “Here Tim,” she said giving me a very big glass of water and taking one herself, “I want to have a shower with you!”
I drank,and we kissed deeply. “You’re so beautiful” I said. I groped her wet cunt and we both licked my fingers. I had always wanted this level of filthiness, but Jane had just not been so keen.
After a while we both needed to pee, and went to the shower. Shirley lay down first and I began to pee on her. She laughed and took some from my cock then pulled me down and offered her gaping cunt, so I could actually pee into her! I was peeing but my cock was iron hard!
When it was her turn, I lay below her rock hard cunt, and she let it go – onto my face -and into my mouth. It was so good and hot. I gasped “I wish I could shower with you every morning!”
“I know Tim, me too, but for now – softly softly I think.” she whispered.
That night my mind was still on Shirley, but Jane was clearly in the mood. As she was sucking me in bed she suddenly started to talk about Bill and Shirley. “You seemed to be getting on well with Shirley on Saturday. I bet you’d like to fuck her?”
Like most men I stayed silent for a moment.
“Well, you would, wouldn’t you?”
I thought it best to use the ‘any man would’ type of response. “Well if you’re asking would I fuck a woman who spread her legs in front of me, I suppose it would be natural. Anyway you seemed to be getting on well with Bill?”
“Well he is quite nice. I could see his cock was interested in me!” Jane giggled, and grabbed my cock to suck me.
“You dirty beast,” I laughed. “So you noticed his cock, did you?”
“I couldn’t help it, actuallly – it looked enormous!” she gasped, as my cock was jerking into her mouth.
“Clearly you wouldn’t mind if Bill was to put his cock in you!” I grinned.
“Well I wouldn’t say that exactly ….” she began, licking me and wanking me now, quite hard.
“Yes you would” I said, “you’re getting more excited just thinking about it! Tell you what, why don’t I sound out Shirley? You never know I might be able to get Bill’s cock for you!”
“You seem very sure of yourself, Tim. Have you already been at it with Shirley? Mmh? You have, haven’t you?”
My face clearly gave me away, and I had to confess “Ok I’m sorry. It just sort of happened.”
“Well you can just make it happen again, for me this time with Bill” she shouted, as I shot my semen into her hungry mouth, it seemed, with more force than I could remember.
“God that was so good Tim. Whatever you did with Shirley, it certainly has perked you up!”
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