Author's note -- check out parts one and two as this story continues directly from the last.
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Fay sipped her coffee and considered her activity yesterday. The sex shop. The spanking. The wetting. Wetting her bed. Nearly being discovered. Just thinking it over again was making her heart beat faster, her nipples harden and her pussy heat up. But what next? That was the big question. Fay had always had a compulsive personality, and now that she had started on this dirty path she was eager to travel as far as she could as quickly as she could. The problem was her lack of experience -- it would never have occurred to her that pissing in her knickers could be fun if she'd not seen the DVDs in the sex shop. So, again, what next? The answer was obvious as soon as Fay considered it. What was the biggest repository of filth in the world -- the internet, of course. Fay had no PC, but Nadia did, and as she was out...
Drinking off the last of her coffee Fay quickly headed off to Nadia's room, as time was short and she didn't want to get caught. Nadia was happy for Fay to use her PC, but they'd never discussed using it for dirty sex!
Opening a search engine, Fay started searching, at first using non-specific terms like 'kinky sex' and then simply following links, and links from links, growing increasingly engrossed as she followed the rabbit hole into a dirty and depraved universe. The beautiful redhead was almost in a trance, stroking idly at her sticky pussy as idea after idea flicked across the screen. It seemed there were plenty of people who enjoyed being punished as she'd been by Andy, and a host of implements could be used to turn her chubby bottom-cheeks crimson. Similarly, pissing in her knickers didn't make her quite as weird as she thought it might (although still wearing them, unwashed, after peeing them twice was less common). But there was so much more out there, so many things that made her heart catch in her throat and made her brain swim with filthy possibility -- and nothing she saw made her shake her head or not want to explore further. After thirty minutes the search engine was filling up with terms that were new to Fay or that she had rarely considered -- reluctance, fetish, incest, BDSM, lesbian, scat, fisting, pony play, uniforms...
The crotch of Fay's smelly knickers was by now sticky with her juice, as her pussy leaked excitement, and she rubbed herself through the material of her sweatpants as she looked at a series of pictures of a curvy blonde taking four cocks into herself -- at the same time. Continuing to surf, she found a video of a girl getting two up the ass and that tipped her over the edge. Slipping a hand into her panties, she started to rub rub quickly at her cunt and twist her nipples, wishing that she was the girl. Fay was close to coming, when her heart skipped -- she'd just heard the door open. Moving quickly she closed the browser window and straightened her clothes, before quickly opening her email account.
She'd just had time to open an email as Nadia opened the door to her room. A picture of innocence, Fay smiled at her roomie as she turned to face her.
"Hi, Nadia. Just checking my mail -- hope that's ok?"
"Sure, hun. You feeling better? You were a little...weird, I guess, last night?"
Blushing, Fay closed down the email. "Yeah, I'm fine, thanks. Anyway, I'm done -- can I get you a coffee?"
Nadia smiled. "Sure, thanks. I'll be out in a second." Smiling back, Fay left the PC and headed back to the kitchen.
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Nadia waited until her friend had left the room before wrinkling her nose and her forehead. Fay was definitely acting weird, and there was a definite faint smell in the room -- two faint smells, in fact. Just like last night, Nadia was sure that Fay had a distinct smell of pee and added now was the smell of sex -- something that Nadia was very familiar with.
Shrugging off her jacket, Nadia sat down in front of the PC and opened up a new window and, on a hunch, checked the recent web history. What she saw made her gasp out loud -- she'd guessed that Fay had not just been looking at her email as she'd looked way too guilty for that, but the torrent of kinky weirdness was not what she'd expected to find. She was thinking a secret lover, not websites about fucking your sister or...now, what was this...wetting the bed? Nadia pursed her lips as Fay's odd behaviour and the smell she'd noticed started to fall into place. Looking over more of Fay's web history, Nadia started to smile and her dark eyes started to smoulder. Fay was not the only busty girl in the flat with a secret -- for the last four months Nadia had been working as an escort (which she was happy to admit was a whore with a website) and, to maximise her earnings, had made it clear from her site that there was little she would not do for the right price -- and she'd done many of the things that Fay seemed to have an interest in. She knew that Fay could not afford her hourly rate, but she also knew that the thought of Fay's massive tits made her pussy wet.
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After leaving Nadia's room, Fay rushed to her own to check herself in the mirror. Her cheeks were flushed and her nipples were poking visibly through her top, but there was no other sign that she'd been doing anything other than checking an email. Satisfied that she'd gotten away with it, she took the towel off her hair and ran her fingers through her tangled locks, shaking her damp hair and tucking it behind her ears before heading to the kitchen. As the water boiled to make some fresh coffee, Fay stared absently out of the window, lost in her own thoughts. So deep in her daydream was she that she didn't notice Nadia emerge from her room and tiptoe across the hall into Fay's.
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Once in Fay's room, Nadia acted quickly, stepping over to the bed and quickly drawing back the duvet. Fresh sheets, damn. Undeterred, Nadia quickly pulled off the coversheet and bent to bring her nose and fingers to the mattress -- yes, it was damp and had definitely been made that way by urine. Not bothering to remake the bed, the dark-haired beauty had a quick glance around the room and her attention was grabbed by an oddity -- only one of the drawers in Fay's bureau was closed, the rest all hanging open with clothes spilling out. Silently opening it, it took seconds for Nadia to uncover the pissing DVDs and the cane.
