Chapter 7: Water Sports

As I lay back on the bed, completely spent and satisfied, auntie Leiah had other ideas. With a mischievous grin, she stood up, her body glistening with sweat and other fluids. She looked down at me and mom, who were both breathing heavily, our skin slick and shiny.

“You know what I’ve always wanted to try?” auntie Leiah said, her voice sultry and playful.

I opened one eye lazily. “What’s that?”

Auntie Leiah smirked. “Water sports.”

Before I or mom could react, auntie Leiah straddled us, positioning herself so that she was standing above our faces.

“Leiah, what the—,” mom started to say, but her words were cut off as auntie Leiah began to piss, bursts of it pouring all over us.

“Well, do you like water sports, you bitches? You’re almost drenched.”

“Do you enjoy playing with that hot golden shower? I knew you would!” I added, addressing both horny, lustful, and naked women.

The stream of warm urine cascaded down, splashing across my chest and mom’s face. Mom sputtered, her eyes widening in shock, but she quickly relaxed into it, a lustful gleam in her eyes. She licked at the stream flooding her face.

Mom giggled as she rubbed the hot piss all over her chest, loving the act of being pissed on, her nipples hardening like stones.

I, similarly surprised, let out a deep chuckle. “Fuck, auntie Leiah, you’re insane,” I said, but I made no move to stop her. I slid a few fingers down and touched the hot golden pee, my wet fingers rubbing it around myself.

“And you love it like a wet fuck-bitch,” auntie Leiah replied, a wicked grin spreading across her face.

“Honey, there’s no other way you’d have this done,” mom added with a laugh.

Still standing above us, feeling like the queen of the night, auntie Leiah commanded, “Get down there, Tom, and lick up as much as you can.”

She continued to piss on us, the warm stream flowing, soaking us both and the bed thoroughly. Mom writhed like a wanting fuck-starved animal, thrusting her fingers deep inside her dripping cunt and fucking herself with a perverted hunger. The urine poured down her face and hit against her clit.

“This is so fucking good,” she moaned.

As the stream finally slowed to a trickle, auntie Leiah looked down at us, her eyes dark with lust. “Now, who’s ready to fuck again?” she purred.

I growled, a low and dangerous sound. “Fuck yes, I am.”

Mom nodded eagerly, her body already trembling with anticipation. “Me too. Let’s go.”

“I can’t wait to get myself drenched and juicing again. I love having your thick cock inside me, Tom,” mom said, her voice dripping with desire.

With that, auntie Leiah sank back down, her body glistening with piss and sweat as she pressed herself tightly against me, her hands reaching for mom.

The three of us writhed together in a picture of pure sexual abandon, filling ourselves with perverted passion. As the night drew on, we explored each other’s bodies, pushing our limits and driving each other to new heights of pleasure. By the time dawn broke, we were all exhausted, satisfied, and utterly content. I concluded with a smile; this had been the birthday of the fucking century!