Sisters Tease the MILF
The Armstrongs would be here in an hour for their second lesson from my brother, Clint. It was two weeks since that wonderful Saturday morning when my brother showed Mr. Armstrong what sort of wife he had. Two weeks since she was spanked and fucked and shown to be a cuckold. Clint was having fun teaching Mr. Armstrong to control his wife.
The first lesson was on how to safely tie up his wife and dominate her without hurting her. Mr. Armstrong had to learn to control his wife. It was hot seeing Mrs. Armstrong trussed up in ropes. It made my pussy wet just thinking about it.
"Got it, Yunie," my girlfriend said, bursting into our bedroom. It was my childhood bedroom, but now we both shared it. It was a little cramped, but that was life in Clint's harem. Despite owning three houses, things could get crowded with his children darting around. "Ready!"
I nodded my head, a heat fluttering through me as my girlfriend thrust her hand into the cloth, reusable shopping bag. She ripped out the item she bought. A rectangular box, not much bigger than a toothpaste container.
Only it wasn't holding toothpaste. It was a pregnancy test.
I was late.
A nervous flutter thrust through me as I rose from the bed, my nightgown fluttering around my thighs. The days of the family going naked were over. The children could be wandering around. It made having sex a bit more difficult. Luckily, the third house was only for us to play in, kept locked to keep the little ones out.
"Let's go, Yunie!" Stefani said, using her pet name for me. "Come on! Let's find out if your preggers."
"Preggers?" I asked as my redheaded girlfriend seized my arm and pulled me towards the door. "Is Lee rubbing off."
She grinned at me.
I stumbled out of my bedroom. The door to the master bedroom was closed and I could hear faint moans coming from there, Clint having fun with someone. People moved downstairs. With so many people around, there was always noise in the house.
Stefani, her pink nightgown swaying about her lush thighs, thrust open the bathroom door. It was remodeled a year or two ago. Clint had a larger shower installed instead of the bathtub that used to be here. He had also beefed up the hot water heater. It was hard to run out, and we were able to take showers with multiple people comfortably.
It did, however, make it cramped in the rest of the space.
Stefani pulled off her nightgown, baring her naked body. She had a wild smile on her lips as she turned to face me, her hair swaying about her shoulders. Her breasts appeared, round and delicious, her nipples pierced by gold rings. My eyes flicked up and down her body, noting the flushed gleam to her shaved pussy. The tattoo of a dandelion was on her pubic mound. It looked happy, almost like it was smiling.
"Come on," she said, then ripped at the cardboard box's end with her teeth. She spat it out into the trash can as she dug out the pregnancy test. "Get naked and in the shower."
I blinked at that. "Um... What?"
"D'oh, you can't pee on the floor."
"I can pee into the toilet, Dandi," I pointed out, using my pet name for her.
She winked at me.
"What are you up to?" I asked as I drew up my nightgown, exposing my shaved pussy. A wet itched formed in my depths as the silk cloth caressed up my body. My hard nipples drank in the delight of it made. I shivered.
My brassy hair spilled about my face as I took it off, dropping it on the floor. My large breasts swayed. They were large and pillowy. My back arched. I rubbed my lower back while my toes flexed, a sudden nervous swell sweeping over me.
"Let's do this," Stefani said, such joy bursting on her youthful face. We were in our twenties, but she still had that girlish face I fell in love with when we were in college.
She seized my hand and pulled me into the shower. I stepped over the sliding door's track and onto the slip-resistant flooring (Clint wanted no accidents). It was a fancy shower with sprays on all three walls, able to bathe you from every direction if you wanted. The floor was wet and water still beaded on the wall's tiles from someone's shower. Stefani knelt before me, a naughty grin on her lips.
She thrust the pregnancy test between my thighs right beneath my pussy. There was an absorbent tip.
"When you're ready!" she declared.
I bit my lip.
"Well?" she asked after a moment.
"Trying," I said. Despite the fact my bladder was full, the pee just didn't want to flow. My toes flexed against the rubbery floor. I swallowed, straining.
"Don't you have to pee?" she asked, this naughty glint in her green eyes.
"I do," I said, my voice strained. "It's weird when you're standing there."
"Just think I'm Lee or your aunt," she said, arching an eyebrow. "You don't have a problem peeing in their mouths."
"I'm used to peeing in their mouths," I said. My half-sister Lee and her mother were both humiliation sluts. They loved being pissed on, getting off on the shame. Lee happily drinks Clint's, Pam's, and Melody's piss on a regular basis.
"Well, how's it much different to pee on a stick?" she asked.
"It just is," I said, growing annoyed. I strained harder. It was so embarrassing. My girlfriend was right there, holding the applicator to my pussy. She had this look on her face. There was so much pressure on me.
What if I was just two days late? That didn't mean I was pregnant. I was only off the pill for little more than two weeks. There was no guarantee that my brother had bred me. It could take time. I wanted to be an awesome mother. I wanted to raise my child with love and understanding.
Stefani darted in and sucked on my clit. I gasped as her tongue swirled around my bud. My toes curled as the pleasure surged through me. My bladder clenched as she sucked. I felt so full of pee. I whimpered.
"I'm going to piss!" I gasped, unable to stop it with her sucking.
She popped her mouth off. "Good! Let it flow, Yunie!"
I groaned as it started. The piss spurted from me, splashing yellow on the end of the pregnancy test. It bathed the absorbent end before splashing on my inner thighs, hot and exciting. I groaned, my toes flexing as the tingling, near orgasmic-pleasure rushed through me.
Then, to my shock, Stefani darted her head in, her mouth open. I gasped as I couldn't stop peeing now. It was flowing out of me in a wild gush. My girlfriend latched her mouth onto my urethra, her lips pressed into my labia.
I peed in her mouth.
"Dandi!" I gasped, my entire body shaking as she gulped down my piss. I could hear her gulping it down. This hot, naughty, depraved rush shot through me.
She sucked at my urethra as my pee flowed out of me. My urine filled her mouth. Her eyes were glossy as they stared up at me. My breasts swayed as she gulped down my urine. She drank it down as I groaned.
My bladder emptied fast. It felt even more intense as I pissed into her mouth. I grabbed the shower bar, gripping it with a deathly clench. I moaned as this strange rush of pleasure flowed through me. My pussy grew hotter and hotter. This wild thrill rippled through me.
