Date: Wed, 08 Aug 2007 00:57:54 +1000
From: katie slutwhore <handjobexpert@hotmail.com>
Subject: 'katie in luurrrve' (bisexuual, urination)

(Note: there are perhaps two people in the world that can get away with
calling me some of the names I'm referred to by in this story, particularly
`kate'. You might wanna make sure you're one of them if you want to avoid a
stabbing. Just saying).

`Kate, you awake baby?'

`Mmpphhffsghh'

`Katie...'

`Mmmmppfggshhh?'

`You awake baby?'

`Whu?'

`Are you awake?'

`Huh? No. Go away'

`What if I do this...'

Shit. She knows my one weakness. Apart from drugs, big dicks, alcohol,
kittens, hot girls, girls who play guitar and so on, my OTHER weakness, the
underboob. You know the underboob? It's that sort of crease in the skin and
chubby roll of boob where the underside of the breast joins to the chest
area. It's possibly the most sensitive part of my body and a guaranteed turn
on for me. Touch or kiss me there and you will be getting raped. Holly,
being my girlfriend of some nine or ten months and prior to that fuck
partner of a couple of years, of course knows this. So at this point her
hand was snaking across my bare ribs, rustling against the sheets to my
underboob.

`Mmmmmmmmmm' yeah I was awake now, and rolling over towards her, grinning,
sleep-disheveled, bed-headed and gorgeous.

`Come here kate'.

Our lips met and like usual it was fireworks. Tongues dancing in the cavern
made by our joined mouths, our hips instinctively meeting, thighs dividing,
finding space and aligning for our bare crotches to meet, mine with a
landing strip, hers with a decent amount of bush, grinding together, her
soft hairs against my stubbly skin.

Our kisses now traveled up and down each other, taking in anywhere a craned
head could reach without breaking our embrace. My eyes were closed and so
were hers, our bodies writhing, twisting under the blankets that were being
slowly thrown off and forgotten by our movements. I felt my pussy lips
opening, god, I could smell it. I'd never really got romance novels talking
about `heat' and `arousal' until moments like this.

Holly's lips worked their way down to my boobs, kissing all around the
nipples, already so hard it's a wonder she didn't take her eye out. Licking
the underboob, teasing the hell out of me. Her hands were already creeping
down to my ass. This sort of downward course was sort of the given sign for
`me first': whoever starts sliding down the other's body gets to eat pussy
first. But it's not as submissive as it sounds, there's a hell of a lot of
pleasure to be gotten in teasing the fuck out of her even as you announce yr
intentions. It's like saying `yes, eventually you will be cumming on my
tongue, but first...' and then going to make a sandwich, leaving yr partner
there bound and helpless or something. That was a shit analogy. But my point
is if she hadn't even taken my nipples into her mouth yet, then the sweet
release of orgasm was going to be a while away.

Not that I mind though. The denial's almost as enjoyable as the moment
itself. And well nipple-sucking is kinda over-rated anyway. But at that
moment when Holly finally grabbed one of mine between her teeth, then the
other, and pulled tight and hard, I wasn't going to object.

But knowing my tastes she kept her way down, kissing across my stomach, her
hair dragging across my skin. With gentle pushes and tugs she arranged me on
my back with my legs spread. Throwing the blankets off altogether she was
then in between my legs, kissing my thighs, the crease where my legs joined
my body, gentle licks up my labia...oh shit, and eating my pussy.

How do you describe eating pussy anyway? Her tongue was inside me, other
times it was on my clit, she even rolled my ass up a little and licked the
taint. Eventually her fingers found their way inside me and her tongue took
up residence on my clit. She knew my rhythms and concentrated on fingering
me with two fingers in a sawing motion, hitting my bumpy bits inside, while
her tongue kept up a steady pressure on my clit, flicking the piercing in my
hood back and forth.

My eyes were rolling back now. I think I was grabbing my tits and tugging on
them but world war three could've broken out right then and I wouldn't've
remembered. My hips were lifting off the bed. Holly kept the pressure up,
she wasn't going to deny me any longer, she was going to push me through an
orgasm.

To this point I'd been mostly morning-fuck sighs and whispers but suddenly I
was wailing. This was a whole night's worth of wet dreams building up like
surging water against a weak dam wall. Holly was humming and moaning along
into my pussy, the sympathetic vibrations adding another harmonic to the
orgasmic sensations shooting up and down inside of me. This was it, this was
the dam-buster.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I screamed so loud my voice broke in the middle. My legs shot up in the air,
knees locked and rigid. The muscles of my lower back tensed and lifted my
ass in the air, I was basically rocking on my spine. I came. Oh boy did I
came. It was like pissing after four beers, straight into Holly's mouth.

She valiantly kept her mouth on me and somehow didn't choke. In fact she
used the opportunity of my ass in the air to ram a finger up my butt hole.
Her fingers inside my vag kept stroking my G spot. I came again. And again.
I was screaming, my whole body trembling, the bed slamming against the walls
of my little bungalow. We don't have insulation, my neighbours could
probably hear.

When she finally let up and withdrew her face and hands from my crotch it
was like someone poured a bucket of water on the bed, all the girl-cum
caught between Holly's mouth and my pussy splattering down, quickly followed
by my ass and the rest of my body, seemingly now boneless. I was whimpering
and drawing in quick breaths, in no way whatsoever connected to reality at
this point. Holly just lay her face against my trembling tummy and took
several deep breaths.

We must've lain like that for a few minutes. Eventually I reached my hands
down into her hair and started tousling it. She looked up at me with sleepy
eyes.

`Good morning honey'

`Fuck Holly, that was intense, even for me!'

She was up on all fours and over me know, hair spilling about my face,
smiling. This was definitely a moment for more kissing and romance that I
won't bore you with.

Eventually the grinding of Holly's crotch against my thigh became more
insistent. My turn now.

I rolled us over so I was on top and sat up, straddling her. She lay there
with her arms up underneath the pillow, looking at me smiling down on her.

`What?'

`Mmmm, nothing'

`What are you smiling at Katie?!'

`This...'

Grinning, I spread my pussy lips and lifted myself slightly off her hips,
then let go: a whole morning's piss, right in her face and all over her
chest. Pooling in the gap at her throat, dripping down her cleavage, soaking
the bedspread around her.

`Waaah! Fuck!' She spluttered as the first stream caught her in the mouth,
shaking her head. But before long she was trying to catch every drop in her
mouth. When I was done I slowly moved myself forward, wiping myself off on
her toned stomach, and kissed those wet lips, her soaked face, her
fluttering eyelids, then raised myself off her and kneeled in the space
between her lugs.

`On yr tummy hun'.

She complied and, drawing her legs up, rolled over to present her perfect,
creamy white ass to me, stretching out again. She was lying face-down now in
a damp patch of my piss, soaking into the mattress.  This is why I use thick
sheets.

I slipped a finger up underneath her hips and drew it back and forth,
gently, along her pussy lips, feeling them open to my touch. I dove in
deeper but didn't quite penetrate her yet. Giving her ass a gentle slap, I
said `spread these honey'.

She mumbled a response and reached back, spreading her ass cheeks. I got a
delicious whiff of butt crack sweat as I lowered my face into her and began
to tongue around her asshole. She was moaning into the pillow now, rocking
gently from side to side. Once I was satisfied she'd paid for her earlier
teasing I slid my finger deep inside her pussy, rotating my hand so I caught
her bumpy bits and her clit in a pincer between my thumb and forefinger.

And I ate her ass. Boy did I eat her ass. I am a rimjob ninja. Licking
girls' asses, the crack, the hole, even biting the cheeks, gets me off SO
hard. When it's the girl I'm experiencing the headlong rush of
first-time-ever-completely-batshit-insanely-into-her love with, well, she
gets every single special move, including a few I just invented.

Holly's not multi-orgasmic like me. She just needed one big one, one big
tense and release, and then I generally have to get my hands off her
genitals or it starts to hurt. She's not a major squirter either but she
still deposited a little delicious fluid into my palm. I licked this up as I
picked the sheet up off the bed and arranged it over my shoulders, spreading
it about us. I lay down next to Holly, half on my side, my body half over
her and my leg crooked over her ass, one arm stretched over her back and the
other brushing hair out of her face. She looked at me through those
beautiful sleep eyes.

`I love you'.
`I love you too'.

********************************

We went out that night. We didn't get too blazed or drunk. But we looked
sexy. It sounds cliché but there's something about, well finally owning up
and saying the three words. Our friends noticed how couple-y we were.
Constantly holding hands and giggling at each other.  I got told we were
both `glowing'. We were defs on makeout island.

But the night was for celebrating and we were going to do it in style. We
found ourselves a nice cute boy, younger than us but not by much, tall,
seemed like he was into cool bands. He danced with me to a Talking Heads
song, during which some not very subtle dance floor groping revealed a
package worth unwrapping.

At one point he was like `so, is she yr girlfriend?', nodding in the
direction of Holly, at that point drinking from a glass of beer I'd
previously stuck up my tiny dress and rubbed all over my pussy (no panties
of course), so she'd get a whiff of me whenever she took a sip.

`Yup' I replied. The music was loud so we were having to shout in each
others' ears. I was using the opportunity to get close and double-check my
previous groping.

`And, she, you know, doesn't...me...you...?'

`We're celebrating...you're our celebration'

He looked stunned for a second, then smiled. But he wasn't a cocky asshole
about it. `So, uh, I am, am I...do I have a choice?'

I stepped back and placed my hands on his shoulders, staring him right in
the eyes.

`nope'.

He was ready to go right then and there I'm sure! But we weren't done having
fun yet and it was only a few hours later that we left.  His friends had
left earlier and he was alone with a bunch of slightly-boozed and horny
girls. We got the bus home, Holly and I snuggling all the way, but our boy --
Evan, if you give a shit about his name (I don't) -- was firmly told `look,
don't touch'.

Besides those nightrider busses are full of jockish assholes. Like I'd make
out with my girl in front of those dicks.

We made it back to my bungalow about 3am. By this point Holly and I actually
were a little pissed and pretty loud. Thank god my parents were away! Evan
had only had one or two beers and stood awkwardly in my living room,
watching us alcoholics stumble around making asses of ourselves. Holly fell
on to the couch and flicked the TV on. I was busy chasing my cat. She
flicked onto the adults only channel, blurred images but we could make out
the sound. She burst out laughing at the exaggerated sounds of fucking and
fell of the couch.

Evan, ever the gentleman, stepped forward to help her up. Holly latched on
to his leg and kept laughing.

`Uh, okay', he said. Poor thing. The things they'll go through to get laid.
Having teased the cat enough I came over and said `Hol, sweety, sexy time
now' and lifted her up by her arm pits.

`WOOO! SEXY TIME!' she screamed and vaulted the couch, running towards my
bedroom. She really can't handle her liquor.

Evan looked a little stunned. `This way' I smiled, and beckoned him to
follow.

And follow he did. Well wouldn't you?

Holly was already naked except for thigh highs and a garter belt she'd been
wearing all night, and, inexplicably, now wearing some trashy transparent
stripper heels of mine. She was lying spread out on my bed. We had changed
the sheets earlier in the day, trust me. I stripped down to my fishnets and
joined her. Evan stood in the doorway, looking nervously at us.

`Well, what are you waiting for? Come join us!' I said.

He walked over and started taking his shirt of. Struggling out of his shoes
and then his pants, awkward under our drunken gaze. Boxers finally came off
and he took a step forward towards the bed.

`No! Wait!' Holly held up her hand as she yelled at him. Then she pointed to
his half-hard cock.

`That's not good enough! Jerk it!'

I might've mentioned before that Holly is like 70/30 in favor of girls, and
when she is with boys she likes to be pretty antagonistic with them. It
makes for fun. Luckily Evan wasn't suffering from performance anxiety.  He
was a pretty cute guy and obviously had gotten laid a lot for an 18 year
old, because he knew what he was doing.  Right now so did we -- masturbating!
All of us that is.

I couldn't last long with a nice, thick, eight inch cock in the room though.
I bade Evan to come over and get on the bed with us.  Kneeling there, I
started sucking him off, sitting with my legs curled under me. Holly reached
around and grabbed my boobs from behind, kissing and whispering in my air
like a bad porno: `yeah, suck that cock baby, suck it sooooo good'.

Evan was getting the full wet-mouth treatment. I was leaving streaks of
drool all the way between my face and his crotch as I slobbered all over the
shaft. He had his hands clasped awkwardly behind his back, obviously
slightly afraid of being too dominant with us, but by the movement of his
hips and the sheer hardness of his dick, clearly enjoying it.

I moved underneath to his balls. Holly took over on the shaft. We
re-arranged ourselves either side of him and started an old fashioned double
blow job. We worked him like that for a good 25 minutes, bringing him close
to the edge, but not too close, and then slacking off the attention a bit,
kissing and feeling each other over his cock. This guy had stamina.

But I really needed to get fucked. My pussy was aching right now. Holly's
fingers had been working their magic while we sucked Evan's dick together. I
got on all fours on the edge of the bed, and Evan got up behind me, moving
his dick towards my wet lips...

`Wait!' Holly yelled again. Running, stumbling in her heels around the bed,
she came around and grabbed Evan's cock. Guiding it towards my pussy she
teased me like I had her that morning, dipping just in the rim of the honey
pot and not penetrating.  I was plenty wet though so he was still getting
lubed up. Holly spat and I felt her warm saliva hit my ass crack. She spat
again, and again. I could smell the beer on her drool, it kinda turned me
on.

Still gripping Evan's hard shaft and teasing my pussy with it, she used her
other hand to make a V and split my ass cheeks, then drooled some more onto
my hole and treat it with a few licks. My anus started pulsing immediately
at the attention. God I was horny. I just wanted a cock in me at this point,
any hole would do! I started relaxing my sphincter, taking deep, long
breaths in the way you breath through a good whipping.

`See, Evan, Katrine's my girlfriend you see'. Holly's voice was quiet and
measure now, like a little girl intent on explaining something very
important.

`And so I get her pussy, not you...but you can have her ass'.

Evan might have said something like `um, okay', but I didn't hear it. Holly
was already guiding his dick against my asshole.  The head popped in without
much effort. Then the shaft slid in, all the way, `til his balls hit my ass
cheeks. I let out a long, low moan. This was fucking intense.  All our
drunken crazyness was gone now, now we were al about the fucking.

He started working into a rhythm as I rocked back against him, trying to get
every micrometer of that cock inside my ass. I couldn't see what Holly was
doing but I felt one of her fingers toying at my pussy lips. Her other hand
was probably in her cunt, I could definitely smell it.

Evan was groaning, I was groaning, working up in pitch to little yelps as he
sped up. Then he stopped. I looked over my shoulder to see what was going on
only to have my view obstructed by Holly as she climbed onto me and
straddled my back, her legs wide.

Holly's a light girl, and I've got a fair bit of muscle endurance (try pole
dancing, you'll know what I mean) so I managed to stay on all fours while
she balanced on my back. She hissed `fuck me' at Evan and soon I felt his
balls rocking back and forth against my ass as he plowed Holly's cunt. Their
speed built up and eventually their thrusts were even rippling through my
body. Holly was `ah, ah, ah'-ing as every thrust bottomed out inside her. My
knees were about to give out any second.

Thing is though, `balance' is a somewhat arbitrary concept to lightweight
drunks like Holly, and she chose that point to completely lose hers and roll
off my back and into the space between my body and the headboard. We
shrieked with laughter, and I'm sure Evan probably continued to look
bemused. She smiled up at me from where she'd landed: `hi!'

`Hey baby'. I was still on all fours, consummate professional fuck toy.
Besides I was hoping that if I stayed like that I'd GET SOME DAMN COCK BACK
INSIDE ME!

Holly jumped to her feet and guided Evan by the dick back into me, in my
cunt this time. It felt amazing. `Fuck her, but don't come or I'll cut yr
balls off!' Holly said then bounded out of the room. Evan needed no further
instruction and kept up his legendary stamina as he pounded me. I lowered my
arms and lay my head against them and submitted myself to a thoroughly good
fucking behind. In the back of my mind I heard Holly talking on the phone.

Maybe Evan had coke dick, I don't know. Maybe he's just fucking amazing.
I'll never know coz I didn't get his number! Hey if you read this hun, email
me.  He lasted another ten minutes of my pussy pulsing around his dick.
Thrusting in and out of me. I couldn't be bothered changing position, it
just felt so great to me. Holly lay on the bed next to me, occasionally I'd
turn my head to look over at her, smiling and playing with her pussy or her
tits, watching me get railed. She'd give me a `having fun?' look but I
couldn't respond. The cock just felt too good.

It was like when you're lying there having a massage or something, you don't
want to move, you don't want to respond, you just want to lie there and love
it until you fall asleep.

Alas such was not my lot. I heard a car pulling into the driveway, saw in
the hall the reflection of lights. Holly leaped to her feet again. `Right,
you, cum! Now!'

She grabbed Evan's cock and pulled it out of me, then frantically started
rubbing him off. "Kate, stay right there like that". Before long Evan moaned
and I felt his pulsing cock head being placed into my ass crack, warm spurts
of cum shooting onto my puckered, still slightly gaping asshole, dripping
inside me and pooling in my ass crack. Damn right it was hot.

Evan had barely stopped cumming before Holly was handing him clothes. `Come
on, yr taxi is here, time to go...Katie, stay like that, wait for me'. She
hustled him out the door. I looked over my shoulder and said `bye! Thanks!'.

I heard him say `thanks! You girls are weird!' before the door slammed and
the lock clicked. A few seconds later there was the sound of the car
outside, presumably a taxi, driving away. Then Holly's feet thudding down
the hallway, stopping in the doorway to my bedroom.

She was trying to be quiet about sneaking up on me but the whole
stampede-of-elephants-running-down-the-hallway routine had sort of given the
game away. She was drunk, it was cute. Even though I was expecting it I
still jumped a little when I felt her tongue start probing through my ass
crack and into my hole, lapping away like a kitten.

Eventually hands shifted me over onto my back and I looked up and there was
Holly, grinning, cheeks bulging.

`This is for pissing on you earlier isn't it?' I asked. She nodded. Then
opened her mouth. Cum poured out in a flood, like vomiting in slow motion,
all over my face. She ran her hand over her lip to get the strands off then
wiped it in my hair. We were both giggling now. I reached up a finger and
ran it through the cum and flicked it at her, missing by miles. Throwing cum
is like trying to get boogers of yr finger.

She lay down beside me and pulled a bedsheet over our naked bodies.
Somewhere in all this mess my fishnets had ended up around my ankles and
Holly had lost her stockings and my heels. She wrapped an arm tight around
my throat and lay the other across my tummy, stroking my skin gently. Our
giggling was turning into full on belly laughs as we lay there on the bed.
She leaned forward and licked a big rivulet of cum off my cheek, then rolled
back and spat it in the air. The mix of cum and loogie arced and hit me
right in between the eyes. We'd found a new game, and spent the next five
minutes licking up the mess all over my face and chest and spitting it all
around the room. We'd have to change the sheets again tomorrow.

But, naked under them that night, our bodies fitted together again like two
parts of the simplest jigsaw ever, our breath hot on each other's faces, our
bodies reeking of beer and sex. I realized neither of us had even cum that
night. It didn't matter. We had the morning, or those moments when we wake
up in the middle of the night, and the next night, and so on, for that.

`I love you Holly'
`I love you Katie'.