"Dan! Terry is peeing on me!"

It was the first time I'd heard this, or at least the first time my name had been called. Usually it was "Mommy! Terry is peeing on me!"

I'd been dating Peggy for a few months and Terry and Annie were her young daughters. Terry was eight and Annie was six. Peggy was divorced, and quite bitter about it. I guess that could be why we had such a wild sex life. Peggy was into anything, the nastier the better. We fucked like rabbits, even when her girls were home, supposed to be sleeping. Fucking, sucking, we went at it day and night. Of course, it was always behind closed doors.

I didn't mention it to Peggy when I noticed the girls peeking through the bedroom door I'd left slightly open, on purpose. It excited me to see the girls hiding behind the door, fascinated by the sexual escapades their mother and I were engaging in. I made sure to keep Peggy turned away from the door as she rode on top of me, pounding up and down on my hard cock. When I would see the girls spying I'd spread my legs apart to give them a good view of my dick sliding in and out of their mother's wide open pussy. When I peeked at the girls watching my cock the perversion of it made my cock even harder. I could just imagine how it looked to the girls as their mother coated my dick with her juices as my balls slapped up and down in response to their mother's vigorous fucking.

I always made a big show of my climax when the girls were watching. I loved to pull out of Peggy at the last possible moment and spray hot sperm all over her ass and wide open pussy, the messier the cum the better.

One thing Peggy wasn't into was watersports, and that was a big disappointment to me. I'd loved piss games since I was a kid. That's why I was kind of surprised when I found out her little girls apparently were playing their own piss games.

It was always the same thing, and it happened almost every night. Peggy would send the girls upstairs to take a bath together and get ready for bed. And nearly every night the girls would begin their bath, a few minutes into it one or the other of them would yell downstairs, "Mom! Annie (or Terry) is peeing on me!"

And Peggy always had the same response: "Girls, stop peeing on each other! It's nasty! Stop it or I'll come up and spank you both!"

And just like that the incident was over, for that night. It did all seem pretty strange, but I never said anything. Still, I couldn't help but wonder just what was going on up there. Were the girls just pretending and trying for attention? Were they really peeing on each other because they thought it was fun? I figured I'd never find out.

Peggy trusted me with her girls, I'd often pick them up after school and look after them until their mother got home. Sometimes their mother would work late and I'd make dinner for the girls, watch TV and even play board games or cards with them until their mother got home. Truth was, I never really figured I'd do anything out of line with the little girls.

Then Peggy got called out of town unexpectedly for work. Peggy didn't want to call her ex to take the girls, she just said "That asshole hates the girls, could you watch them for the weekend?"

It wasn't a problem for me, I liked the girls and I planned on being around that weekend anyway.

So Peggy left Friday morning, expecting to return sometime early Tuesday. I saw the girls off to school and spent the day working at home, or at Peggy's home anyway. I'm a technical writer and I can work pretty much anywhere.

I picked the girls up at school that afternoon and we spent the rest of the day uneventfully. The girls played upstairs until dinnertime as I continued writing. I made their favorite for dinner, mac and cheese and hot dogs (a really safe bet for any kids!)

We all watched TV until eight when the girls were supposed to get ready for bed. That's when things got interesting.

I heard the bath water running for a few minutes and then shut off. It was all quiet for a minute, then the call came. It was Annie calling out to me. "Dan! Terry is peeing on me!"

I suppose the girls expected me to do what their mother would do and just tell them to knock it off and they would go back to doing whatever they wanted to do with no further interaction from me. This time was different. I wanted to know exactly what was going on.

I quickly walked upstairs and opened the partially open bathroom door. I didn't know quite what to expect, but what I saw shocked me. The girls were naked in the bath, Terry standing in the drain end and Annie kneeling in the water in the middle of the bath tub. Terry had her slim hips thrust forward, hands on each side of her hairless pussy, fingers pulling her cunt lips apart, and she was indeed squirting quick jets of piss onto Annie's upturned face! I was astounded. Never, ever did I expect the girls were actually doing such a nasty thing.

When the girls saw me enter the bathroom Terry instantly shoved her hands into her crotch and bent forward, and Annie scrunched down as far in the tub as she could, as if she were trying to hide. Terry was unable to stop the flow of piss and her hot pee ran through her hands and down her legs into the bath water.

It only took a few seconds for both the young girls to burst into tears at their sudden and unexpected shame.

I didn't know quite what to do, not having kids myself, but I hated that the girls were crying over being caught doing something I could only dream of! I got onto my knees by the bath tub and pulled little Annie up to me and hugged her. I noticed then that her face and hair were drenched with her sister's pee. It was very erotic to me that I was holding this little girl close to me and the lovely odor of her big sister's fresh urine filled my nostrils. I kissed the little girl on her forehead, cheek and even her hair trying to comfort her. It didn't take long for her to stop crying and I turned my attention to her big sister.

Terry was still standing bent over with her hands pressed into her pussy, though the piss had long since stopped running down her legs.

I stood up and reached out for Terry. She held her head down, still holding her hands pressed into her crotch. I took her wrists and pulled her gently towards me. I put my arms around her back and hugged her awkwardly, with her still standing in the tub and me standing outside. I suddenly longed to reach down and touch her lovely naked pussy and feel the remains of the piss she had still clinging to her cunt. Instead, I just kissed her forehead, and hair, and cheek, as I had with her sister. Just like with Annie, it didn't take long for Terry to stop crying.

When things settled down a bit I released Terry from my gentle hold and stepped back a little. I then looked down and noticed that my pants had come into contact with Terry's lower body and there were fresh piss stains on my legs. I don't know if the girls noticed this, but I found it very erotic. Still, I had two fragile little girls to deal with and I needed to do this without causing them any more shame.

I stepped back and sat down on the closed toilet lid and told the girls to sit on the side of the tub. Reluctantly, they got out of the bath and sat, naked, on the tub facing me. Both girls kept their hands in their laps, attempting to hide their precious private parts.

The girls sat silently for what must have seemed like an eternity, at least to them. I spoke first.

"Well, what are we going to do about this?"

The girls looked like they were each about to again burst into tears so I spoke quickly.

"Look girls, I know your mother hates it when you play games with your pee, but I don't mind at all. I don't think it's nasty, and I'm not going to punish you. But you and I both know that if your mother finds out I let you play pee games you will get into a lot of trouble."

The girls kept looking down, too ashamed of having been caught doing something nasty to look at me.

I continued, "So, we have to make a secret unless you want me to tell your mother you've been doing pee games together. Like I said, I don't mind if you do it, but you can never ever tell your mother that I let you pee on each other. Agreed?"

After a few moments Terry slowly looked up and made eye contact with me. She nodded and looked at her sister. Annie still hadn't reacted, still looking down at her hands. Terry poked Annie in the ribs with her elbow and Annie looked up and she too nodded her ascent to my question.

I stood and said "OK girls, finish your bath, then get dressed for bed and come downstairs when you're done."

I left them sitting on the side of the tub and closed the bathroom door when I stepped into the hallway.

Wow, what was I going to do now? I'd just suggested to two little girls that it was OK to piss on each other!

My mind was racing and I found myself getting very excited. My pants were still damp from Terry's piss and it felt wonderful. I went to the kitchen and poured myself a large vodka rocks.

I sat down on the couch and just waited for the little girls to come downstairs. When they finally came down the stairs they appeared very different to me. Instead of just a couple of little girls, I now found myself looking at them as sexual beings. Surely they must have derived some level of sexual excitement doing something so dirty as pissing on each other. I made a fateful and instant decision. I would find out how far I could push my new-found power over the little girls.

They were each wearing their usual sleepwear; thigh length pajama top, and I assumed clean panties underneath. I motioned for the girls to come sit beside me on the couch. Terry came first and sat on my right side. Annie then sat beside her sister. When Annie moved back on the couch her pajama top rode up and I could clearly see her fresh white cotton panties.

The girls looked up at me sheepishly and I smiled back at them. I thought I needed to take charge of the situation right away.

"Girls, I meant it when I said I wouldn't mind if you pee on each other." Both girls looked at each other and smiled rather weakly.

I went on. "But I also meant it when I told you it has to be our secret. You must never ever tell your mother that I let you do this. It would be really bad if she finds out. Do you understand me?"

Both girls nodded gravely. I smiled again and waited a few moments before I went on. The girls seemed to relax a little when they realized I meant it when I told them I wouldn't get them into trouble for this. I then continued;

"Girls, I want to tell you something that has to be another of our secrets. And you have to promise me that it's our secret, something you never tell your mother, or anyone else. If you tell anyone this secret I'll tell your mother that I caught you peeing on each other. Do you understand?"

Again the girls nodded.

I then made the decision to go all the way with this scenario.

"Girls, you aren't the only ones who like playing with pee. Lots of people do it. And they do it in lots of different ways. Some people like peeing with each other like you do. Some people like watching other people peeing. And some people like doing stuff you can do alone like peeing in places that you aren't supposed to or even wetting their pants on purpose. Some people even like to wet the bed when they don't think they'll get caught."

By now I had the little girl's full attention! They seemed fascinated to discover that their little game was something other people might do, and even had different possibilities.

"So you see, your mother might not like it, and she would punish you if she catches you doing it, but there are people just like you everywhere who like it too."

Little Annie was smiling now and Terry even giggled a little when she realized that not only weren't they in trouble but that something new might be happening in their young lives.

I continued; "So girls, let's talk about these peeing games you play. Do you only do it together or do you play alone sometimes? Do either of you wet your pants on purpose?"

Annie quickly shook her head but Terry suddenly looked down at her lap. She remained silent for a few moments then she spoke in almost a whisper. "I do."

I knew she was about to tell a really deep dark secret that she probably even kept from her sister. I had to have her tell us now.

"What do you do Terry? Do you wet your pants on purpose?"

Terry nodded slowly, still looking down at her lap.

"You have to say it Terry, tell us what you do."

Terry spoke softly, "I like to wet my pants."

"Tell us how you do it Terry."

Terry seemed to open up a little now, probably relieved that her secret was finally out.

"I do it lots of times. Sometimes when I wear a dress I'll leak some in my panties. Sometimes if I do too much it runs down my legs."

"What else Terry? Tell us everything."

"Sometimes I sit on the toilet with my panties on and let it all go in them. It feels good."

I looked over at Annie and she was fidgeting around excitedly.

"What about you Annie? Do you wet your pants on purpose?"

"No!"

"Tell us what you do. We know you like to play pee games. I know you still wet the bed sometimes. Do you do it on purpose?"

I knew Annie sometimes woke up with a soaked bed. It didn't happen too often so Peggy mostly overlooked it. Peggy did keep a protective sheet on Annie's mattress though.

"Go ahead Annie. Terry told us her secret. You tell us yours. It'll feel good."

Annie hesitated, then spoke quickly.

"I do it sometimes. I pee in my panties in bed. Terry knows I do it. She teases me. Sometimes she tickles me until I can't hold it anymore!"

Annie seemed to be getting animated now that the truth was out.

"I do it on purpose too! I like it. It feels good to just lay there and pee. It soaks me."

Then Annie stopped and dropped her head down, staring at her lap again.

I felt so sorry for the little girls having to tell their secrets, but I also knew that they were relieved that someone finally knew the truth.

I knew now was the time to seal our secret pact. I'll never know if it was the stiff drink of vodka that made the decision for me, but I decided I would go all the way with this and see how it worked out. It was now my turn to confess.

But before telling the girls my secret I needed to insure I had their silence.

"Girls, there's something else. Something we need to keep secret between us. Something that would make your mother so mad I can't imagine what she might do to punish you."

I continued; "Girls, I know you spy on your mother and me when we do things in her bedroom."

Both girls looked shocked and I wondered if I had overplayed my hand. I quickly continued.

"This will be our secret too, as long as you keep all the other secrets. If you tell your mother anything about pee games, and how I told you about other people doing it I'll have to tell your mother about your spying, OK?"

Again, both girls nodded, with somewhat grim expressions on their faces.

"Girls, I told you lots of people like to play games with pee, right?" They just stared at me. Now was the time to lay all my cards on the table.

"Terry, Annie, I know people like to play pee games because I like to play pee games too."

It was amazing to see the looks on their faces. It was a combination of shock, excitement, amusement, and maybe even relief knowing that I too had a reason to keep their secrets.

Having made my decision there was only one thing left to do.

I slowly stood up in front of the girls sitting on the couch in front of me. I spread my legs slightly and tried my best to relax.

In moments my full bladder emptied itself into my pants with two little girls watching in amazement.

It felt wonderful. I had done exactly that, and many more things with piss, hundreds or even thousands of times, but nothing else even came close to standing in front of two young girls, six and eight years old, each staring at me as I soaked my pants.

It was almost slow motion as the hot urine escaped from my cock. First my underwear soaked, the piss drenching my cock and balls. Then I felt the pee soaking into my pants, wetting the crotch area from front to back. The flow continued down the legs of my pants, darkening wide streaks as it flowed past my knees and down to my bare feet. I must have pissed a gallon as I emptied myself. By the time I finished there were hot pools of urine surrounding my feet, soaking into the plush carpet.

I smiled at the girls and said, "See, I like what you do. We can play games together now."

I don't know which of us were more stunned. Two young girls watching me wet my pants, or me seeing the girls obviously fascinated that a grown up adult had stood in front of them soaking his pants while they watched.

No matter, the decision had been made.

I dropped to my knees in front of the couch, nearly touching the girls. I was so turned on by now discretion was no longer an issue. My love of piss play took over, I was lost in the moment.

I leaned back with the girls watching. My hands dropped between my legs and began rubbing up and down along the piss soaked material. When my hands were drenched with piss they magically lifted to my mouth and, as the little girls watched, I sucked the piss from my fingers, savoring the taste of my urine.

I must have had a look of ecstasy on my face as I licked the piss from my hand. I have no idea how long I was lost in this moment, but when I finally broke the spell and looked up the girls were both staring at me, with their sweet young mouths wide open.

I took one more long taste of piss from my fingers and leaned forward to sweet little Annie, placed both my piss soaked hands behind her head and pulled her towards me. I gently placed my lips on hers and began a long slow kiss.

How does a six year old girl know how to kiss? Did she practice with a favorite doll? Did she learn with her stuffed bear? I don't know, or care. Little Annie opened her mouth and my tongue explored her.

Erotic pleasure overwhelmed me as Annie and I explored each others mouths. I knew she was tasting my piss, how could she not? Our mouths were filled with the erotic taste of my own urine.

Minutes, or longer passed. I was making out with a six year old girl, as if she were a long-time lover.

Eventually our ardor subsided. Not so much from me, I was incredibly turned on, but I think Annie tired of our play. No matter, Terry was right there, eager to take over from her little sister.

My attention turned to Terry as she planted a hard kiss right on my mouth. She also reached down and placed her hand on my piss soaked crotch. With inexperienced motions she rubbed all around my soaked pants with her hand. Then Terry surprised me by placing her piss soaked finger in my mouth, even while she kissed me.

This was enough. I needed no more encouragement from the girls that they loved piss play as much as I do.

I stood and took both girls hands and lifted them from the couch. I led them into their shared bedroom.

To be continued....