Date: 14 Oct 2002 19:55:06 -0700
From: Jan <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Getting out of Mass. (Domination & Urination F/F)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts between women and urination.  If this type
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                  Getting Out of Massachusetts.
                              By
                             Jan


	Marge was Vanessa's neighbor.  When things got so bad
between Vanessa and her husband, it was Marge that loaded her
up in her car and drove all night with her from Williamstown,
Massachusetts to Readsboro, Vermont.  To hide her out in the
cabin her husband and his brother had built.

	Marge had lived next door to Vanessa from the day the
newly weds had moved into the house next door.  They had
worked for an electronics manufacturing plant.  He worked in
the plant and she was an office clerk.  At first they seemed like
an ideal couple.

	He bowled on the same team with Marge's husband.
Then he started drinking.  When he would get drunk he would
get belligerent and pick fights.  He was never drunk enough to
pick a fight with Marge's husband.  Even drunk he knew that he
would get his ass kicked.

	Then Margie started hearing load voices coming from
next door.  The next day she would see bruises on Vanessa's
arms and face.  When he would come home and abuse Vanessa
too much she would run next door to Marge's home.  When he
would sober up he would beg Vanessa to be forgiven.

	Vanessa would always find ways to blame herself for the
abuse.  Marge knew that Vanessa would never leave her
husband until she faced the fact that he was abusive and would
never change.  She knew that someday he hurt her so much that
she had to face the fact that it was not her fault and he was
never going to change.

	It took five years before he finally hurt her so bad that
she came running to Marge's.  If Magre's husband were home
he would protect her.  He was not home, so Marge offered to
hide her out in the Vermont cabin.

	They stopped at a small grocery store to buy some food
to hold them for a week.  Marge called her husband to tell him
that she was taking care of Vanessa and they would be at the
cabin for a week.  Her husband told her that Vanessa's husband
had called to find out if she was at our home.  Marge told him if
the bastard called again to tell him that she was with her sister,
in Pittsfield, MA.

	They stopped at a bar for a couple of drinks.  Marge
convinced Vanessa that things would never get any better.
"How many times does he have to break your nose before you
face that fact that you are his punching bag, because he is not
man enough to fight a true man?"

	When they got there it was an A-framed cabin with four
rooms and a porch on three sides of it. Vanessa called her job
and took the time off while she decided what to do.

	The time resting seemed to clear Vanessa's mind.
Vanessa had a good friend she could trust to talk too.  During
there long walks in the forest, they talked about themselves.  It
was fall and the first frost had changed all the trees to the fall
colors.  The hillsides were covered in the yellow, orange, red
and green.  The pines were the only green sprinkled among the
autumn color.

	Marge had no idea just how abusive Vanessa's husband
had been.  The stories of the beatings and cigarette burns made
Marge very uncomfortable.  In turn Marge revealed that she
was bisexual.  She had even allowed her husband to watch he
make love to her female friends.  This was more that Vanessa
could handle for awhile.  She was shocked at first.  She did not
think anymore or less of her friend.  It was just that she had
never thought of another woman as a sexual object.

	On the second night Marge walked in on Vanessa while
she was getting ready for bed.  She saw the old and fresh bruise
marks on Vanessa's body.  She saw the ugly scars on Vanessa's
butt where cigarettes had been held against her flesh.

	Marge wanted to comfort Vanessa.  She gathered the
young woman into her arms.  She was crying as she ran her
fingers over the discolored flesh of her friend.  Vanessa recoiled
at first.  Marge understood and left the room so Vanessa could
get dressed.

	After dinner they popped the cork on a bottle of wine and
started drinking, as they sat on the couch talking.  Vanessa
started crying.  Marge put her arms around Vanessa, to comfort
her.  Marge was brushing the tears from Vanessa's cheeks.  She
reached for a tissue for Vanessa to blow her nose.  The room
was warm and felt even warmer as Marge smoothed Vanessa's
face with her hand.  When Marge kissed Vanessa on the cheek,
Vanessa flushed in her sudden sexual feelings.

	Vanessa didn't know what to do.  Marge was holding
Vanessa's hands and rested her head on Vanessa's shoulder.  It
felt nice to Vanessa, to feel the warmth of another human body
that made her feel safe.  She could not explain the feeling, she
only knew that her pussy was feeling wet and she could smell
the aroma from her own crotch.  She stopped crying.  Marge let
go of Vanessa's hands and reached for the glasses.  She handed
one to Vanessa and they sipped the red wine.

	Marge said, "Hears to a new life for you!"

	Vanessa didn't know what was going to happen or how
much her life was about to change.  By the time the bottle was
empty they were both very relaxed.  This time when Marge
took Vanessa into her arms and kissed her, there was no
resistance.  Marge grew bolder and when she started fondling
Vanessa's breasts, Vanessa said, "Please.Please.Please!"

	Marge thought Vanessa wanted her to stop.  When she
removed her hand from Vanessa's breast, Vanessa grabbed
Marge by the wrist and pulled it back to her tit and placed her
palm right on her nipple.

	Marge got a warm smile on her face, and placed her arm
around Vanessa's shoulder.  She took hold of Vanessa's left
breast with her left hand.  She placed her right hand on
Vanessa's inner right thigh and started stroking the soft flesh.

	This was new to Vanessa, but she was enjoying the
feeling that Marge's hands were giving her.  Vanessa was
becoming hot and started returning the kisses.  Vanessa was the
first one to stick her tongue into Marge's mouth.  When
Vanessa started doing that, Marge started going crazy.  She was
doing things to Vanessa's body that only her husband had even
done before.

	When Marge put her hand under Vanessa's skirt,
Vanessa spread her legs wide.  Marge ran her hands under the
leg of the panties and found Vanessa's clitoris.  She rubbed it
and pinching it.  Vanessa started humping Marge's hand.
Marge started inserting one finger, two, three and four.  In
Vanessa's excitement she thrust so hard that Mage's fist went
into her cunt right up to the wrist.  She had a climax like
nothing she had ever felt before.  Vanessa placed her head on
Marge's shoulder and bit her through her dress as she had the
largest orgasm of her life.

	They rested for awhile and opened another bottle of
wine.  They only had a glass or two before they both felt very
sleepy.  They went to bed together.  When Vanessa removed
her clothes Marge helped her do it, before she removed her own
clothes.

	Marge made love to Vanessa until she had her first
orgasm brought on by the oral administrations of a woman.
Vanessa found that she not only was not repulsed by the act,
she wanted to find out for herself what it was like to taste a
woman's pussy.

	She moved to the foot of the bed and as Marge moved to
the head of the bed. Marge lay on her back with her knee's bend
and legs spread wide open.  Vanessa assumed the submissive
position before her lovely friend.  She placed her cheek on the
soft inner thigh of her new lover.

	Vanessa wrapped her arms around the thighs of her lover,
before tasting her first pussy.  She licked and sucked the clitoris
as she felt Marge shutter.  She probed the depths of Marge's
vagina with her tongue.  She stuck her tongue as deep into
Marge as she could.  Her nose was pressed so tightly against the
opening that her nose was pressed against the clitoris that it was
being shoved up her nose.  When Marge had her orgasm her
body was ringing wet with sweat.

	They slept like babies that night.  In the morning they got
past the morning breath by sucking each other's pussy again.
They bathed together in the tub like children and played with
each other's bodies like children would.

	Over the next four days Marge taught Vanessa
everything she knew about sex between women.  Vanessa filed
divorce papers that very week.  She knew as long as she stayed
in Massachusetts, that she would be subjected to her husband
hounding her.  It was Marge that thought about a friend she had
in South Carolina.

	Vanessa found a small duplex about a mile from the
beach.  The duplex was made in a horseshoe shape, so that the
two apartments faced each other.  There was a small common
area between them with grass and lawn furniture.  It was an old
building and the plants had gotten out of hand.  They obscured
the view of the building.  It kind of made the common area
more private.

	Vanessa got to know her neighbors over the next couple
of years.  They were a nice Jewish couple from Brooklyn, New
York.  Saul and Vera had retired to South Carolina because of
his health.  He did not have many days that he felt good enough
to get out of the house.

	Vanessa felt so close to Vera that she called her Auntie.
Vera gave Vanessa the nickname Nessa.  Vera was a very good
cook and introduced Nessa to Jewish cooking.

	Vera and Vanessa became good enough friends to go to
dinner together a couple of times a week.  They went to the
movies at least one night a week.

	One night after they got home from the movie Nessa
invited Vera in for a glass of wine.  Vera said, "Let me check
on Saul, then I will be right over,"

	Vanessa took the time to take her dress off and put on a
housecoat.  It felt good to get her feet out of the shoes.  She was
just popping the cork on a red wine and picking up a couple of
long stem glasses when Vera opened the front door.  Vanessa
got out a box of crackers and slices some cheese.  She placed
the platter on the coffee table in front of the chair and couch.

	Vera started telling Vanessa how draining it was taking
care of Saul.  She confided that she didn't think Saul would last
much longer.  Vanessa told Auntie all about her marriage and
the abuse.  Fore some reason she even told Auntie about Marge.
Vera was not showing any judgmental emotions as Vanessa
confessed the sexual relationship she had with her neighbor.

	When the bottle was empty, Vanessa looked for another
bottle.  She had to confess that she must be out of wine.  Vera
said, "I will be right back with a bottle.  Do you mind if I get
comfortable?" Vanessa said, "Not at all."

	When Vera came back she had an open bottle and was
dressed in a housecoat too.  Vera opened the bottle and filled
the glasses before she resumed her place in the chair facing the
small couch Vanessa was sitting in.  She tucked one leg under
her butt as she sat down.  The way she was sitting the housecoat
was open all the way up to the sash around her waist.

	Vanessa was looking at Vera's exposed crotch.  She had
the feeling that she was looking right at what Vera wanted her
to look at.  Vera was an attractive woman for her age.  Her hair
was bleached blonde.  Her neck was tanned from her normally
having a dress on that only exposed the oval neckline.  Her legs
were thick, but firm.  The thick patch of pubic hair was a dark
brown.  Vanessa was wondering if Auntie wanted her to make a
pass at her.

	When the glasses were empty again, Vera stood up to fill
the two glasses.  Vanessa was looking down the front of the
housecoat and saw that the large breasts, that looked so
matronly in a dress, looked so sexy.  They were soft looking
with large brown areolas.  Vanessa wanted to taste them so
much that her mouth watered.

	She asked, "Auntie, why don't you sit here next to me, so
we can booth reach the wine bottle?"

	Vera sat on the love seat next to Vanessa.  The couch was
not much more than a love seat.  As Vera sat on her leg again,
their thighs were touching.  As they started talking again.  As
the talked Vanessa placed her hand around the shoulder of
Vera.  Then Vanessa withdrew her arm and apologized for
doing that.  Vera said, "No problem I was enjoying your
molesting my body."

	Vanessa said, "Wow!"  She got carried away and took
Vera in her arms and kissed her on the mouth.  Vera returned
the kiss and it lasted a long time with them breathing into each
other's mouths.  Vanessa removed Vera's housecoat to reveal
the woman's naked body.  When Vera removed Vanessa's
housecoat, she was a little disappointed to find light blue
panties and matching Victoria Secret bra.  With a little work the
bra was soon gone.   Vera was playing with Vanessa's breasts
as Vanessa was sucking on her nipples.

	Vanessa sprang to her feet and drug Vera to the bedroom.
Vanessa was so happy she had changed the sheets this morning.
She had splurged and bought satin sheets with her employee
discount at the department store she worked at.  The sheets she
had put on were Navy blue.  When Vanessa pulled the bedding
back to lay Vera in the bed, she thought the contrast of Vera's
pink skin was so pretty against the dark blue.  Vera let Vanessa
position her on the bed.  Then Vanessa got between her legs of
her older friend.  She looked up at Vera and said, "Auntie I
want to make you cum the way Marge made me cum.

	Vanessa set to work sucking Vera's pussy with all the
skill she could muster.  Vanessa sucked on her clitoris while
she probed the canal with her fingers.  When Vanessa moved
down a little so she could stick her tongue into the canal she
stuffed a finger into Vera's asshole.  When Vera climaxed she
screamed out her thrill as her body shook.

	When Vera recovered she announced that the wine was
filling her bladder.  She said, "I need to pee."  Vanessa asked,
"Can I come with you?"   Vera said, "Why not?"

	Vanessa followed her into the bathroom.  As Vera sat on
the toilet, Vanessa knelt between her legs and as Vera started
peeing Vanessa put her hand between her legs.  Vanessa was
getting a thrill feeling the warm pee splashing in her hand.  She
placed her dripping fingers in her mouth and tasted Vera's pee.

	Vera shut off the flow and moved her butt to the edge of
the seat and pulled Vanessa's mouth against her cunt.  Then she
filled Vanessa's mouth with hot pee.  Vanessa drank it as fast as
she could.  But the flow was faster than she could swallow.  Pee
leaked out and ran down her breasts.  When Vera was finished
peeing she rubbed the pee into Vanessa's tits.

	That was the start of their daily love making, and
Vanessa's desire to taste pee.  Vanessa found out that it was
called Water Sports and it did turn her on.

	She found that she still had a natural desire to be
dominated by her female lovers.  She moved from bedding to
ladies lingerie department of a large up-scale department store
where she worked.

	She made a modest little home for herself.  She had a few
women friends besides Vera.  Marge would come down to
renew their friendship when she could.  The years passed far to
fast.

	Then one day a woman came the lingerie department, on
a rainy.  The store was almost empty.  The woman selected
several items to try on.  Vanessa was hanging out near the
changing room, straightening the clothes racks.  Just to be sure
the women didn't try to slip out with any items of unpaid for
clothing.

	The woman called out for help to get undressed, so she
could try on the new lingerie.  Vanessa thought nothing about
helping the woman.  When she entered the small changing
room, the woman had her back to Vanessa.  After closing the
door, Vanessa took hold of the bra and unhooked it.  The
woman was totally naked when she pulled the bra straps off her
shoulders.

	She leaned backward, pinning Vanessa against the door.
She took hold of Vanessa's wrists and placed the hands on her
large breasts.  Vanessa cupped both tits and rubbed the nipples
with her index fingers.  The woman took Vanessa's right hand
and placed it on her vulva.  Vanessa kept playing with the left
tit while she probed the depths of the woman's pussy with her
fingers.

	The woman turned around forcing Vanessa to pull her
fingers out of the wet depths of the cunt.  The woman kissed
her on the mouth.  Then the women sat down on the white
painted bench.  She pulled Vanessa down with her.

	Vanessa was forced to kneel between the woman's legs.
The women whispered in Vanessa's ear, "Suck my cunt bitch!"
Vanessa was all too willing and clamped her mouth over the
trimmed hair of the brown vulva.  She was just getting into the
act of sucking the pussy, when she felt the hot liquid squirting
into her mouth.  When she swallowed the salty liquid she knew
the woman was peeing in her mouth.  She had to swallow fast,
or wind up getting the piss all over her clothes.  When the
woman was finished she leaned over, kissed Vanessa on the
mouth.

	When the woman came out she bought several items and
paid for them with her credit card.  She looked Vanessa in the
eyes and told her, "You have my number give me a call if you
would like a date."

	Vanessa carried the woman's phone number for days
before she worked up the nerve to call the woman.  When she
called the woman and told her she was the clerk that waited on
her at the department store.  The woman sounded so pleased
that she had called.

	Vanessa told the woman she would be getting off work in
an hour.  Would she like her to come over?  The woman offered
to pick her up, so that she could leave her car in the store lot.
When Vanessa exited store on the western side she could not
miss the woman sitting behind the wheel of the white luxury
car.  Vanessa opened the door and got in.  The woman leaned
over and kissed her on the cheek.  When Vanessa was in the car
the woman had them on the open road in no time.

	The woman rested her hand on the knee of Vanessa and
worked the skirt of her dress up until she could squeeze the
fleshy inner thigh of Vanessa.  By the time the woman reached
Vanessa's panties they were wet.

	When they parked the car in the driveway, the woman let
Vanessa into a very nicely appointed home.  She insisted that
Vanessa call her Windy.  She knew Vanessa's name from the
nametag on her dress.  She was proud of her home and showed
it off.  They worked their way through the house until they
reached the bathroom.  The thing was very large.  The Jacuzzi
tub was very spacious.  Windy wanted them to use the tub.
They took off their clothes and Windy helped Vanessa into the
tub while it was empty.  Windy joined her in the tub.

	She placed Vanessa in the relining contoured tub.  Then
she stood over Vanessa and lowered her crotch to Vanessa's
mouth.  She leaded forward pressing her vagina hard against
Vanessa's mouth.

	Vanessa used everything she had learned over the past
few years.  When Windy climaxed she stood up and let go with
a stream of yellow water that splashed on Vanessa's face.  The
pee splashed all over her breasts and ran between then to her
cunt.  The water felt warm.  Vanessa even opened her mouth to
drink a little.

	When Windy was finished peeing, she picked up the
shower massager and turned on the water.  She adjusted the
temperature of the water.  Her showerhead even dispensed
liquid soap.  She washed Vanessa off and then filled the tub
with heated water and turned on the air jets.  Windy sat next to
Vanessa and started kissing her, while they enjoyed the
massaging action of the warm water.  Vanessa found that she
loved the water sports games.


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