Chapter 27

Mum woke us with tea. Before I sat up I stretched and opened my legs wide and peed as hard as I could making the most of taking up a lot of room in the bed. I felt my pee spraying as far as my knees and a few drops making it all the way to my ankles.

I kept going until I was empty and then sat up and took my tea from mum.

Erica took longer to wake, but she had a similar idea but she raised her knees a little and I saw her move her hips so she could properly spray her feet with her pee as she hissed loudly under the covers. I even felt a few drops of her pee on my own foot as I sat.

We drank our tea and then dressed in our school uniforms.

Mum called us down for breakfast and we went in to the lounge. Dad peed on our uniform skirts as usual, but he also deliberately peed a little on our stockings too. Mum as usual just got the front of her dress soaked.

We gathered our netball gear together and headed for the bus. Both Erica and I realised that we would only be schoolgirls for a few more weeks before we go to university and will instead become students. As we waited for the bus we both peed a little down our legs making small individual puddles, saving plenty of pee to warm the bus seat.

As soon as we sat on the bus I heard Erica hiss as she warmed up her seat, and I sat and peed through my skirt too, already feeling nice and comfortable with the warm seat caressing my bottom as the bus pulled away.

At school we went straight to the changing room. Bryony was already there.

I discreetly asked Bryony. “Have you wet your bed yet?”

Bryony went bright red. “Not yet.” She replied.

Erica asked. “Why not?”

Bryony was very forthcoming. “I am so worried what mum might say if she finds out.”

I tried to reassure her. “I’m sure she won’t. Perhaps you should have us stay over? We can wet your bed for you. We won’t have a problem. Would you like us to talk to your mum?”

Erica added. “You can always get your mum to talk to our mum. We don’t mind if you tell your mum that we sometimes wet our bed. Mum will be happy to talk.”

We spoke no more about bed wetting.

When I had finished changing I stood in front of Bryony and let a little pee down my legs to fill my shoes and warm my feet. I then sat back down and let out another small wee to wet the skirt of my netball dress. I stood back up and enjoyed the drips from the hem on to the back of my legs.

When Bryony was ready we went outside. Erica and I stopped to pee again. It was nice standing in the sun and letting my pee trickle down my legs.

Bryony asked. “Why are we stopping here?”

Erica and I looked down at our legs to direct Bryony’s gaze.

“Oh.” Bryony said. A few seconds later trickles of pee appeared from under Bryony’s dress too, running gently down her legs and soaking in to her black socks.

We headed for the rest of our team and started our warm up before playing.

It was an uneventful game, but we were pleased to see mum had arrived in time to spectate the end of our game.

We got showered and changed back in to our school uniforms and met mum again outside the school.

We got to the station in good time so we had time for a coffee in the station buffet to ‘top up’ as mum put it before we went on the platform to wait for Colin.

Colin’s train soon arrived and we spotted Colin struggling out with his two cases. We all hugged and mum suggested that we go somewhere for lunch.

Colin was a bit agitated. “I need to pee first though.”

Erica quickly replied. “You can pee on us if you like.”

Erica seductively put her hands on her hips and pushed her left knee forward.

I told Colin. “You had better hurry, you know what happens when you are with girls.”

Colin put down his cases and struggled to unzip his trousers. Fortunately we were the only people left on the platform.

I helped Colin and his dick sprung out. Fortunately it had not yet reached full erection, so he was able to immediately release a stream on to Erica’s leg.

Erica was a bit naughty and continued to act sexy, with the inevitable result. Colin’s jet of pee moved up Erica’s leg until it started to play on her skirt as his dick got harder.

Eventually Colin’s jet reduced in flow, but not in pressure. The tiny jet now bouncing off of the waistband of Erica’s skirt and pattering down on to the platform.

Colin’s pee suddenly stopped. “I can’t go anymore.” Colin said as his dick reached full erection.

Erica reached out with her hand and took a firm hold of Colin’s dick, and then she started to lead him along the platform. I picked up his cases and mum and I followed them down in to the subway. Erica did not head out of the station, instead she went towards the little used platform 4.