Chapter 20

Mum suggested that perhaps Erica and I would like to make the Horlicks for a change. We went to the kitchen leaving Mum in the lounge with Collette. It was so long since we last had to make our own Horlicks that it took quite a long time to find where mum kept everything, but we managed to do it OK and get the four mugs in to the microwave.

By the time the microwave went ‘ping’ we knew what was now happening in the lounge by the cries of mum having an orgasm. As we took the tray of mugs in to the lounge we were just in time to see Collette kneeling in front of mum’s chair while mum was reclined in her chair and unleashing spurts of pee on to Collette’s face in time with her gasping. Collette had now received some cunilingus instruction and as a bonus a good dowsing with mum’s pee.

Erica said. “Horlicks is ready.”

Collette looked round, the front of her jacket soaked with mum’s pee.

Mum gasped. “Thank you.” Between letting out more spurts of pee on to Collette as her orgasm died away.

Erica put the tray of mugs on the coffee table and handed one to Collette, while I tried to hand one to mum. Mum was a little unsteady, but eventually she composed herself sufficiently to take her mug.

Erica and I sat back down on either end of the sofa. I felt the cool wetness in the cushion soak through my now drying skirt as I sat.

We drunk our Horlicks and left the mugs on the tray for mum to sort out once she had recovered.

Erica, Collette and I went up to bed. I told Collette. “You can pee in our bed tonight since you are still Collette.”

Collette smiled, took off her jacket, and climbed straight in to bed fully clothed complete with her shoes.

Erica and I undressed, carefully hanging up our new suits and discarding the rest of our clothes on the floor, before putting on our nighties and taking turns in the bathroom to remove our makeup and wash.

I climbed in to bed and and laid on my back and waited for Erica to climb in and turn the light out before I relaxed and let my pee soak my nightie.

I heard Erica pee too, then while we were still peeing Collette took my hand and put it over her crotch along with Erica’s hand and we felt Collette peeing hard in to the front of her suit skirt. I am quite used to going to sleep soaking wet in a wet bed, but having a wet hand was interesting.

I let my pee soak away in to our bed for a bit before I turned on to my side and went to sleep.

By the time mum brought in our morning cups of tea I had been awoken three times in the night for sex. Erica had missed out and had only been awoken once. I concluded that Erica and I should swap sides to make things a bit fairer.

I propped myself up with my pillow and sat up to drink my tea as I emptied my morning pee through my nightie in to the bed where I sat. Erica peed before she sat up, and Collette did too, making a wet patch in the duvet above her crotch. Collette does appear to have a much bigger bladder then Erica and I as she had made a really big wet patch on the duvet and I could feel it on my feet.

We got up and all showered together again. Collette went in to the shower still with her clothes on and we peeled them off under the water as we soaped her down until she became Colin again, unsurprisingly very erect. After showering Erica bent down to dry her feet and I nodded Colin’s attention to Erica’s prominent behind, and Colin took the hint. Still erect Colin grabbed Erica’s hips and stuck it straight in. He began to thrust away, and soon started throbbing his cum in to Erica. Erica just let out a token dribble of pee as she also started to convulse briefly before resuming drying her feet, just leaving the pee that ran down her legs to dry.

We were going back to school for a netball game. Although we had no lessons we still had to wear our uniform to school. Mum, Erica and I had forgotten all about getting our netball dresses peed on by dad the evening before, so we had to improvise.

Colin got dressed in his jeans and a tee-shirt while Erica and I put on our netball dresses and did our makeup until mum called us down to breakfast.

Mum was already sitting in the middle of the sofa in the lounge, and was a little surprised to see us wearing our netball dresses as Colin followed us in to the lounge.

Erica spoke. “We have a netball match this afternoon against Thomas Morgan academy. It is not until this afternoon so perhaps Colin can pee on our school uniform skirts before we have lunch?”

Dad spoke. “Are you O.K. with that Colin? You think you can do that?”

Colin nodded.

Dad spoke again. “Well, unzip then and give me a hand. Your stepmother needs a dowsing.”

Colin stood in front of mum and unzipped as Erica and I sat down either side of mum. Colin appeared to have gained some self control and had no problem releasing a strong jet on to the front of Mum’s black dress thoroughly soaking her breasts and making a puddle in the front of her skirt.

Dad started with me and soaked my breasts too before colouring in my netball dress with his strong morning pee.

Colin was still hosing mum down when dad moved around him to pee on Erica, giving her the same as he had given me while Colin dribbled the last of his pee on to mum’s dress. It is nice to be wearing a dress and having someone pee on my breasts as well as in my lap.

Dad and Colin retrousered and went to the dining room for Breakfast, and as usual we all waited on the sofa for the excess pee to soak away before we joined them for breakfast.

We had our breakfast and felt rather sporty in our still rather wet netball dresses.

When mum and dad went to work we all went back upstairs to our room. Erica and I immediately changed in to our school uniforms and hung our netball dresses up to dry. I sat at my dressing table to finish off my makeup and took the opportunity to pee through my school uniform skirt on to my chair. I was surprised at how much I peed and heard my pee running off of the chair on to the floor where the cushion had not soaked it all up. Erica peed on her chair too.

Once we were ready for school we went back downstairs and watched ‘The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo’ with subtitles again because Colin had not yet seen it. The sofa was still quite wet and Colin got a wet bottom with his own pee sitting in the middle of the sofa where mum had been sitting.

Mum had left us some sandwiches for lunch which we ate in the lounge with two cups of tea each while watching television.

As soon as we finished the sandwiches I told Colin. “It is time.”

Colin said a bit sheepishly. “I don’t think I can.”

Colin stood up with the inevitable tent in his trousers.

I was thinking about what ‘Lisbeth had said in the film about cunilingus, but the need to resolve Colin was more urgent.

Erica knew what needed to be done, and she slid forward on the sofa so her skirt rode up exposing her bare crotch.

Colin unzipped and his dick sprung out, and he went straight to work on resolving his erection in Erica’s fanny.

Colin filled Erica with cum but she did not orgasm. Once he had recovered Colin used his dick to soak our school skirts, Erica first and then me. Colin dribbled a bit on my legs as he finished peeing.

Since it was an inter-school match spectators were allowed so I asked Colin. “Would you like to come to a girl’s school and watch girls in short, tight dresses leaping about playing netball?”

Colin unsurprisingly answered in the affirmative.

Colin quickly went upstairs and changed out of his now wet in the seat jeans and put on his other pair of trousers before we left to catch the bus to school.

We did not pee crossing the road as we wanted to pee down our legs after getting changed in to our netball outfits so we could enjoy having pee in our trainers. Once in school Erica sent Colin over to the netball court and then joined me to get changed.

Once changed we went out to warm up with the rest of the team. I was surprised to see Oti there spectating, but she had turned out to watch Meredith who was playing for Thomas Morgan.

Colin recognised Oti and said. “Hi Oti.”

Colin was already showing signs of enjoying seeing lots of girls, and seeing Oti in her slightly too small school uniform with a skirt so short she had to stand up completely straight to keep her modesty put his trousers at maximum strain.