Chapter 22

As usual mum woke us up with our cups of tea.

I just started to pee where I was laying and recapped how many times Colin had serviced me. “Two.” I said.

Erica said. “Two.” as well.

At least we had been treated evenly.

Mum must have realised what I was doing. “Hurry up and finish peeing, I can’t stand here all day holding your tea.”

I lifted the duvet and was almost overcome by the strong aroma of pee, and not just my own. The air hostess outfit had really taken on the smell of Dad’s and Colin’s pee. I could hear that Erica was peeing too.

I finished peeing and sat up and took two mugs, one for me and another for Colin. Mum went round to Erica’s side while she sat up, and handed her a cup too.

Colin woke too and started to sit up. Colin mumbled about needing to pee, and how we have it so much easier to just do it in the bed.

Still having the strong pee aroma in my nose I said. “You might as well just pee on us, we smell of man pee anyway, we are going to need to shower before breakfast.”

Mum said. “You two better be quick in the shower, dad will need to pee on your skirts before he goes, you are going to the careers library today don’t forget. Colin, you make sure you get all your pee on the girls or in the bed, they don’t want their carpet smelling of your pee.”

Mum left the room. I was still holding two cups so Erica managed to help Colin uncover us so that he could start to pee. He aimed his jet up to make a fountain that fell on my legs and then directed it up on to my front. I had to lift the tea cups up out of the way so he did not spray them as well as the front of my dress.

Colin was fair and sprayed Erica as equally as me, finishing up with a much diminished fountain pattering on her legs.

I handed Colin his tea and we all drank together in silence.

Erica and I rushed to get showered. We got in the cubicle together peeling off our outfits under the water as we soaped one another down.

We managed to get washed and dried in time for breakfast, but did not have time to do our hair or makeup. We just slipped on our school skirts and went downstairs topless and looking quite dishevelled followed by Colin in his jeans.

We sat on the sofa either side of mum, it was still quite damp. Dad came in and unzipped. He did not have to worry about staining our blouses so he just peed on our fronts mostly, soaking our bare breasts and letting our pee run down to soak into our skirts’ waistbands. Dad did pee a token amount on our skirts, but he took most delight in peeing on our breasts. Colin peed on mum, she rather enjoys being peed on by Colin.

Once dad had finished we let dad’s pee soak away in to our skirts and the sofa for a minute or so before we went in to the dining room for breakfast.

Mum commented. “You girls really need to make a bit more effort to be dressed for mealtimes. Being topless at the table is really letting the side down.”

Erica and I just ignored her, and Colin did not know where to look.

We ate our breakfast and drank our tea, taking great delight in displaying our breasts by leaning over and arching our backs.

After dad had finished his breakfast mum spoke again. “Perhaps you can get some make-up for Collette while you are out today so that she has her own, and perhaps at some point you can show her how to put it on. There might come a time when she needs to go out and you are not around.”

I said. “Perhaps Collette would like to come with us to the library today then?”

Colin’s eyes lit up with the thought that he would get to go out with us again.

After breakfast mum went to work and I set to work on turning Colin in to Collette again. Erica sat on the end of our bed taking notes on exactly what I was doing and what I was using so that we could get it all in the shops and Collette would have a reference.

By the time I had finished there was a big bulge in the front of Collette’s skirt. I looked down at the bulge.

“Erica.” I said. “Do you want to deal with this?”

Erica slid down so her skirt rode up and laid back on the bed. I moved away from Collette to give her room to get away from the dressing table.

Collette knew what to do.

“Don’t mess up your face, and don’t crease your suit.” I said as Collette lifted her skirt and let her dick spring in to action on Erica.

While Collette had fun with Erica I finished getting dressed and did my own make-up. It was quite distracting watching them at it in the mirror.

They orgasmed together just as I finished doing my face which was convenient. Collette had suffered a bit of damage so I patched her up while Erica got herself dressed and made up in double quick time. Erica had skipped peeing on the bed and instead was now peeing at her dressing table soaking the back of her school skirt and her chair.

I decided to pee too and did the same. I told Collette she might like to wait until we are on the bus to pee.

I left Collette in the bedroom with Erica who was still getting ready and went downstairs to make tea. By the time I had made it Erica came down with Collette.

We drank our tea, found the money that mum had left to go shopping with, and made sure that Collette had her special ‘Collette Jansons’ name badge from before.

Collette had not peed since Colin peed on us in bed before we got up so was getting a bit desperate. While we were waiting for the bus she made a glistening patch in the front of her skirt and a few drips of pee dripped off of the front hem of her skirt.

Collette was able to hold it O.K. after that until the bus arrived. She could have wet herself properly at the bus stop, but I wanted her to have a bit more fun on the bus.

We got on the bus and were able to get the back seat to ourselves. We sat Collette by the window, and Erica sat next to her.

“You can pee now Collette.” I said as the bus pulled away from our stop.

Collette really needed to pee and made quite a fountain in the front of her skirt. She had quite a look of relief on her face as she soaked her skirt and the bus seat. Both Erica and I peed in our seats too.

Collette kept the fountain going for quite some time. I keep being surprised at how much pee her bladder holds.

While mine and Erica’s seats had soaked up all our pee, Collette had done quite a lot more than her seat could absorb, and it had started to run off of the front of the seat on to the floor. As the bus slowed the puddle of pee migrated forwards down the bus running under the other seats, and when the bus accelerated the puddle returned to the back of the bus. It was quite fun watching the puddle move around.

Eventually we got to the school stop and stood up to leave. Collette had quite a pool in her seat cushion as she stood up, and left a trail of drips from the back of her skirt as we walked down the aisle. We were pleased to see that Collette’s puddle had not made it all the way to the front of the bus.

Collette’s skirt was still dripping a little by the time we had crossed the road to school.

We made our way directly to the library. I pointed to Collette’s badge showing that ‘Collette Jansons’ was a pupil at Thomas Morgan Academy and she was ushered through the turnstile without question.

We went to the careers section and divided our research in to three chunks. We normally share the work and get done in double quick time, but today we would be triple quick and save a bit more time for shopping.

The research still took us an hour, but by the end of it we had details of all the potential sponsorship schemes that Erica and I could apply for if the ones at the careers’ fair did not come off. The three of us made our way to a secluded table in the back corner and we sat down.

Erica asked Collette. “Where would you like to pee next? Do you want to pee on us perhaps?”

Collette answered. “I can’t now. It happens when you talk about peeing. You are too sexy.”

Collette stood up revealing a big bulge in the front of her skirt.

It was my turn now to fix it. I turned my chair round to face Collette and lifted my skirt a little so she could see my crotch.

“What do you want to do Collette?” I asked. “Blow job, sit on your lap, I don’t think we can get away with you banging me over the table.”

Collette moved her chair out from the table and lifted her skirt. Her dick sprung out and she said. “Lap.”

I got up and made my way over to Collette. I straddled her lap and lowered myself down, and was right on target as her dick went straight in. I was already quite moist thinking about having sex in such a public place, even though we were quite out of sight around a corner.

I lifted my knees up on to the seat of the chair either side of Collette and she held my hips. I still felt a little self conscious even though no one would be able to see anything under my skirt and I could stop moving at any time.

I started to move slowly up and down, and Collette responded and we began to work in harmony. We gradually sped up and got in to a rhythm and I became completely oblivious to the rest of the world as the sensations in my fanny started to overcome me.

It did not take long before I started to orgasm, and as my fanny contracted around Collette’s dick she started to orgasm too and I felt her shoot cum all the way up.

I did not want the sensations to end, but Collette had been satisfied and all I could do was contract my fanny muscles and massage Collette’s dick as I sat on her lap.

“You go girl!” said Oti, making me jump out of my skin.

I looked round to see Oti put her hand to her crotch and move her skirt out of the way so her fingers could have access to her fanny.

Oti continued. “Mmm, mm. I thought I could hear someone getting fucked, and here you are. Nice quiet corner, I must bring Meredith here.”

“It was a quiet corner.” Said Erica.

Oti continued to play with herself.

I was a little recovered from the shock so I spoke to Collette. “You can pee inside me now if you like, do it before you slip out.”

Collette did not waste any time. I felt the pressure build instantly inside me and I gripped my muscles hard to contain the pressure.

The pressure built and it almost felt orgasmic until the force became too much and I felt the warmth explode out of me splashing the back of my thighs.

I relaxed and let my own pee join Collette’s and we just remained in an embrace with our pee mingling in Collette’s lap.

Oti was getting engrossed in giving herself an orgasm, but could not help noticing that we were peeing.

“You peeing is so hot. Just makes me want to pee too.” Said Oti.