Summer Hire Ch. 17

Deborah paused again, lost in thought. Then she looked over at Melissa, "But that wasn't really your question. You're wondering about what a lot of people in the kink world call polyamory. I'm pretty sure it's more common among women than men, but it's pretty widespread, no matter how you measure it.

Deborah continued, "It's as though when you take the constraints off of what's normal sex," she made quotation marks in the air with her fingers, "then the sharper boundaries between gay versus straight go a little fuzzy, especially for women. There's only one or two women in kink that I know who've never tried both -- and that's okay. Everyone respects it. But the more typical is at least a little back and forth, or more likely, both together."

Deborah seemed to debate with herself a moment, then asked, "Have you ever had two men at once? One in front and one behind?"

Melissa felt herself blushing. "No. I... ah... no."

"But you have had a man from behind?"

"Um, yeah."

"Well, two at once, front and back, can be really awesome. You feel so full, especially if they're both decent sized. Of course, if you're at a party, and you're showing off, you can take a third guy all the way in your mouth, but then it's a lot harder to have your own orgasm, trying to manage all three simultaneously. But around a group, taking three guys deep inside like that, it's guaranteed to get everyone there turned on."

"Sounds like there's some pretty wild parties in the kink world."

"Ha! That's on the vanilla side for some parties, but yeah, when kinksters get together, weird stuff can happen. Well... weird, but it's not like people forget about safe, sane, and consensual. On the other hand, if a vanilla person walked in, I'm sure they'd be freaking."

Melissa thought back to some of the things she had already done with Erik and Serena. She nodded agreement. "Yeah looks different from the inside than the outside. That's for sure. Feels different too."

Deborah set down her wine glass and swung herself over to straddle Melissa. Then she bent forward to nuzzle Melissa's neck. "And how are you feeling, lover girl?"

Melissa sank back in the couch, letting her head fall back to expose more of her neck to Deborah's kisses and probing tongue. "I'm feeling pretty hot and bothered. And awfully horny." Deborah laughed quietly, then shifted forward to nuzzle Melissa's ear, but Melissa grunted a little in protest. Deborah, pulled away, looking uncertain. Melissa explained, "Sorry, my bladder's a little full. Can I take a quick potty break without ruining the mood?"

Deborah settled back to sit on Melissa's knees. "Sure, but why waste the opportunity? Want to try pee play?"

Melissa looked up at Deborah a little wide-eyed with fear, then looked away, embarrassed at her reaction, afraid she had offended her friend again by a negative reaction to her kink. Determined to make amends and to put her prudish fears behind her, Melissa looked back up at Deborah and said, "Sure, sounds like it's worth trying."

Deborah smiled back. "Thanks for being willing." She took a deep breath, then said, "So, it'll probably be hard for you at first... to let go of your bladder in front of someone else. Girls don't do that growing up like boys do, you know, in public bathrooms and out in the woods and stuff."

"Yeah, I'm not sure that I could just, like squat down here and, um, pee all over your floor, even though I've got to go really badly."

"Well, it's good that you've got to go. That makes it easier. Tell you what, do you want me to start?"

"Um, okay."

"Right here okay? On you?"

"Uh... sure. I guess so."

Deborah's face relaxed into an inward focus as a stream of yellow urine shot out of her smooth labia and splashed over Melissa's lap. Melissa was fascinated by the sight of the other woman's pee raining down on her. The stream was surprisingly warm.

Deborah lifted her hips to direct her flow over Melissa's belly and breasts. The look of contentment on Deborah's face told Melissa that she was really enjoying what she was doing. Even though the smell was off-putting, Melissa discovered that she didn't mind the feeling of the other woman's warmth flowing over her. Trying to show Deborah that she appreciated it, Melissa cupped her own breasts, lifting them up to get peed on, in turn, tweaking her nipples under the rushing stream.

Finally, Deborah's flow subsided and stopped. She sat back down on Melissa's knees and bent over to lick the droplets of urine off Melissa's nipples. Melissa watched, a little shocked.

Deborah lifted her head up to Melissa, within kissing distance, and asked, "May I?" To answer her, Melissa leaned forward to join their lips. Deborah pressed her back down against the couch in a long passionate kiss, their tongues quickly intertwining. Melissa did her best to ignore the saltier taste of Deborah and to simply enjoy the eroticism of the moment and the kiss.

It seemed clear to Melissa that the act of peeing on her had really turned on Deborah. Melissa found herself responding, becoming excited and aroused by having been the instrument of Deborah's enjoyment. In turn, Melissa realized that her rising enthusiasm was definitely feeding Deborah's response. The other woman was squirming back and forth, making desperate mewing sounds as they continued to kiss.

Melissa reached up with her hand, cupping Deborah's damp mound, sliding her hand around it. Deborah whimpered, leaning forward, her head falling away from their kiss to rest against Melissa's shoulder.

With that encouragement, Melissa slid a finger inside Deborah, pulling upwards against the softness inside, pressing behind the clitoris, massaging back and forth. Melissa knew that she was wonderfully sensitive in that part of her vagina and wondered if other women were too. Deborah's reaction proved that, at least, she was. Deborah ground herself down against Melissa's hand, very quickly shuddering and groaning her way through what clearly an entirely satisfying orgasm.

When she finished, Deborah collapsed against Melissa, trapping Melissa's hand between their bodies, with her finger still inside. Using her free hand, Melissa reached up and combed Deborah's hair, which had flown wildly. Much of the thick dark hair had wound up strewn across Melissa's face. As she stroked Deborah's hair out of her way, Melissa gazed absently at an abstract sculpture across the room, bemused to find herself willingly sitting in a puddle of another woman's pee, while that woman recovered from an orgasm that she had delivered. She decided that the summer was turning out far stranger than she had ever imagined when she accepted Erik's offer to be his sex slave.

The reality was different in so many ways from her fantasies and fears. Instead of terrifying abusers, everyone she had met seemed remarkably kind and thoughtful, with the exception, she reminded herself, of Mistress Amy.

Even though Melissa couldn't ever imagine playing with pee as being something she would actively seek out, the reality of her experience with Deborah wasn't nearly what she had feared. She quirked lips in a sardonic smile, knowing that her positive reaction was simply further evidence of her submissive nature. She found that facing up to her profound desire to be used for someone else's pleasure was simultaneously unsettling and freeing.

Deborah shifted on top of her, snuggling in tighter. The change in pressure suddenly reminded her of her own desperate need to pee. She squirmed a little, trying to shift the weight that was now pressing down on her full bladder. "Uh, Deborah? Sorry to rush you, but I've really got to get up and go to the bathroom."

"Uhh, oh yeah, sorry." Deborah rolled off her.

Melissa groaned in relief at the lessening of pressure. She rocked forward to get up but found herself suddenly restrained as Deborah threw an arm up across her.

More awake now, Deborah chastised her, "Not so fast, pretty lady. It's your turn."

Melissa's eyes flew wide open, "I... I couldn't possibly pee on you. I mean, that's got to be something I'd work up to. It's just too... different from..."

Deborah laughed, "Okay silly." She pushed Melissa back against the sofa cushions and lifted up one of Melissa's knees, so her foot was resting on the seat cushion. Deborah slid off the couch to kneel in front of Melissa. "All you have to do is relax and let loose."

Melissa felt trapped and a little panicky. "I... I don't think I..."

Deborah reached up, taking Melissa's left nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Without warning, she pinched hard.

Melissa tried to pull away. "Ouch, that hurts!"

Deborah let go, "Yeah, but you're peeing."

Startled, Melissa looked down to see a stream of yellow emerging from her and splashing against Deborah's torso. Her flow quickly dribbled to a stop as she unconsciously clamped down in embarrassment. With a malicious smile, Deborah reached back for her breast. Melissa started to pull away again, but realized that Deborah had pulled back. Melissa looked down to see that her stream of pee had restarted.

Deborah coaxed her, "Relax. Let it flow."

Melissa tried, but her stream was already diminishing as embarrassment took hold. Deborah threatened, "Do I need to pinch again?"

"No!" Melissa squeaked quickly, amazed that her flow restarted almost immediately. This time, she concentrated on staying relaxed and was rewarded by a steady stream. Emboldened, she shifted slightly left and right, splashing urine across both of Deborah's breasts. Deborah laughed, then dipped her head to let Melissa's pee fill her mouth to overflowing. Then Deborah lifted her head back up and spat a thin stream of urine back out, playing over Melissa's breasts.

She was simultaneously amazed that the liquid felt so warm and that it was possible for peeing to be playful. As her flow finally tapered off, Melissa held up her hands to ward off any further pinches from Deborah. "That's all. Really, I don't have anymore. Empty. Dry. Done."

"Alright, alright, I believe you. But remember the trick is to use a bit of pain to distract yourself when you're too embarrassed."

"Ah, yeah, but not to be a drag or anything... and even though that was sort of fun and all... but I don't think I'll be looking to make playing with piss a significant part of my... kink."

Deborah grinned, "Not a problem. Everyone gets to find their own kinky path. But hey, you tried it, and who knows, maybe someday Erik will command you to pee, maybe even in front of other people. He knows Michael is into golden showers. If Michael comes over for dinner some night, Erik might just order you to climb up on the table and pee on Michael's dessert, just for fun. He likes to show off his control over a slave; all doms do."

"Okaay..."

"Just saying... it'll be good to know how to get past your embarrassment. And, if Michael ever does come over, make sure to drink a lot of water."

"Gosh, thanks. That'll be something to look forward to."

"I thought you actually had some fun here."

"Uh yeah, not so much that. It's just the idea of going through the whole night with a full bladder, just in case."

Deborah giggled, "Poor thing. That's the life of a submissive for you."

"Our's is but to serve."

"And, in your case, get beaten for it."

"Ah, the rewards of service."

Deborah looked thoughtful for a moment, then added, "Actually, if you ever sunbathe out on the patio naked when Erik's out there, try lifting up a knee like you just did and peeing. As you're pissing all over his Adirondack lounger, you can bat your eyes at Erik and say, 'Oh, I've been a bad little girl.' That'll pretty much guarantee a punishment."

Melissa nodded thoughtfully. "That's worth considering, although..."

"What?"

"Well, I guess I shouldn't be embarrassed, I mean, given all this." Melissa waved her hand at the puddles on the couch and floor. "This afternoon, Erik and I had a really intense session, sort of spur of the moment. It was my time off, after all. Anyway, when I finally came, you know, orgasmed... I must have peed. I had drunk three glasses of ice tea at lunch, and he had me leaned across his desk. But I got his rug all wet. Thank God he didn't freak or anything."

"Erik's good that way. I suspect he was more amused than anything. But don't worry, he's kind of like you with piss play. He'll do it if he's with a friend who's into it, or sometimes just for the hell of it, but he's not big time into it."

"Anyway," Deborah continued as she stood up, "let's clean up in here and get ourselves washed off." She walked over to a cabinet, leaving wet footprints on the stone. After taking some towels and a spray bottle out of the cabinet, she returned to mop up. Melissa got up to help. Once most of the urine was soaked up by the towels, Deborah sprayed all around with the spray bottle.

"This is an enzyme solution," she explained. "It breaks down the urea. Helps get rid of the smell."

"Oh."

Deborah pointed down a hall leading off the living room. "My room is through there. Why don't you get the shower warmed up? I'll finish up in here and throw this in the washer. Then I'll join you."

"Okay." Melissa turned away, discovering she suddenly felt sheepish, standing naked in Deborah's apartment, still smelling of urine. As she walked toward Deborah's bedroom, she wondered if the other woman was watching her. Melissa hoped that she looked attractive from behind. Walking down the hall, she deliberately let her hips sway a bit. She found herself wondering if their shower would be followed by more sex. She walked through Deborah's bedroom to the bathroom, a little spooked to realize that she hoped it would.

"After all," she justified to herself, "I didn't get to have an orgasm, yet. Well, tonight. Not counting this afternoon. That was a nice one, well two. Or this morning. Twice... also... dear God, I'm turning into such a slut." She giggled as she turned on the water in the shower.