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Subject: {ASSM} Pissie Ch.4 by Rebecca Stancil (F/F, Lesbian, Rom, College, WS, Toys)
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Pissie
By High School Sweetheart

This story contains: FF, Lesbian, First, Romance, Consensual FemDom,
WS, Public, Shaving, Mast and is intended for Adults Only
Pissie is copyrighted by Rebecca Stancil 2007 and may not be reposted
without permission. h.s.sweetheart@gmail.com Web Site:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/high_school_sweetheart/www/index.htm

Synopsis: When 19 year old Prissy goes to college she decides it's
finally time for her to be herself. She dyes her hair blonde, changes
her name to Pissie, and comes out of the closet as a lesbian piss
slut...But will she ever find true love?

Chapter 4
Part 1


"Pissie! Telephone!" I heard Lonnie's voice yelling for me and that
was strange, because little Lonnie Ebertowski hardly ever spoke above
a whisper.

But she was right next to the dormitory's telephone, doing some sort
of homework there in what we called the living room, but I didn't know
exactly what it was. I was busy doing my own, and I wasn't too sure
exactly what that was about either. Sometimes that college stuff could
be hard.

"Thanks Lonnie." I smiled at her and she blushed beneath her straight
black hair, cut short so it just reached her shoulders.

"Hello?" I answered the phone, wondering who could possibly be calling
me. I thought maybe it was my dad, but it wasn't.

"Is this uh, Pissie?" A girl's voice asked me.

"Uh-huh." I nodded, even though she couldn't tell.

I was mostly nodding at Lonnie anyway, looking at her big brown eyes,
because they were looking at me. She was wearing a pair little reading
glasses that made her look smart. They were round and black and cute
like she was. Lonnie only wore them when she was doing her homework,
but I thought she ought to wear them all the time.

"Hi! My name is Wendy and I'm with the Phi Kappa Sorority."

"Oh."

"Have you heard of us?" Wendy asked, but she didn't wait for an
answer. "Of course you have. Listen um, have you thought about joining
a Greek House yet?"

"No, not really..."

"Good...I mean, good you haven't picked a different one, because we'd
really like to ask you if you wanted to stop by this Friday and..."

"Friday?" I squinted and I could see Lonnie was doodling, or
something. I leaned closer to see that she was drawing a heart, and
actually she'd made a whole bunch of them, all different sizes, in the
margins of her text book.

"...What? Yeah, this Friday. See, rush week is coming and we have a
little list of girls that we'd like to meet and..."

"I guess I can come by, sure," I shrugged.

"...You can? Fantastic, wow...Okay, well we're going to start about seven
and..."

"Can my friends come?" I asked her, thinking it would be pretty cool
if I could bring Heather and Carla, and Suzy especially, I thought
she'd like being in a sorority.

"Your friends?" Wendy seemed to think that over. "Well, see this is
kind of a special party, so uh...We'd just really like it if you could
come all by yourself, you know, and..."

"Uh, no that's okay." I said. "Thanks anyway."

"Wait, hold on a sec...CLICK" I hung up on the girl.

"Bye Lonnie." I gave her a smile and she looked up at me from her book
without even a hint of expression.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Pissie! Telephone!" Lonnie was yelling again and I scratched my head.

She was smiling at me this time, holding the phone and looking sort of
apologetic.

"Thanks, Lonnie." I wiggled my eyebrows and she dropped her eyes a
little.

She was so cute! It was like impossible not to do something every time
I saw her. I thought that Lonnie was the cutest girl in the dorm,
probably the whole college, even if she was the quietest one too.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Pissie?" It was another girl, a different girl.

"Uh...Yep." I replied and I was looking at Lonnie's toes, since she was
sitting in a big padded chair with her legs up, her knees pulled close
to her chest and her heels on the edge of the chair.

"Hey, this Janice, the President of the Phi Kappa Sorority and..."

"Oh, I already talked to Wendy and I can't make it on..."

"I know, I know...Hold on...Wendy was just a little...confused."

"She was?" I narrowed my eyes.

"Yeah, it happens sometimes, you know. She's blonde." Janice giggled.

"I'm blonde too." I told her and Lonnie smiled at me again, just a
little one and her pretty little toes wiggled while I counted them
slowly in my head. She had ten of them, every time.

"Oh." Janice stopped giggling. "Anyway, uh, you were asking about your
friends, right?"

"Yeah, I want to come, but I'd like to bring my friends, you know.
Cause they're my friends."

"Oh sure, friendship is important. It's one of the qualities we look
for in a Phi Kappa girl."

"It is?"

"Absolutely and we'd...uh, we'd love to meet you and your friends,
Pissie."

"Oh." I smiled. "Great."

"Yeah, so Friday night, right? About seven o'clock, do you know where
we are?"

"Ummm...By the library, right?"

"Yeah, just behind it, look for the big Phi Kappa letters on the
lawn."

"Okay, sure." I agreed with a nod.

I smiled back at Lonnie as she shifted a little, spreading her short
legs, cause she was only like five feet tall and so small, and I could
see the insides of her thighs all white and soft. All the way up to
her cut-off shorts, which were loose enough so that I could even see a
bit of her little white panties inside.

"Great! I can't wait to meet you...You know we've heard so much about
you, Pissie!"

"You have?" I pursed my lips. "Like what?"

"Oh, you know. Girl talk!" Janice laughed. "See you Friday!"

"Sure, okay. Bye." I said, hanging up the phone and wondering what
girl talk meant exactly, but I hoped it was good. Maybe that was what
Patty had been talking about, I thought.

"See ya later, Lonnie." I smiled at her.

She just looked over her book at me, sucking the end of her yellow
high-lighter and moving her knees back and forth slowly, in and out
like pale butterfly wings.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Pissie! Telephone!"

"Thanks Lonnie." I stuck out my tongue a little and she looked at me,
holding the phone and biting her bottom lip with a smile playing at
the corners of her little mouth.

"Hello?"

"Is this Pissie?" It was some other girl I didn't know.

"Uh-huh...Who's this?"

"I'm Laura, the secretary for the Lambda Pi Sorority, how are you?"

"Uh...I'm just peachy." I shrugged and Lonnie giggled at me softly.

Lonnie had her legs tucked under small round butt now, sitting kind of
sideways in that huge chair with her book over knees. She looked young
and old at the same time, I thought. Like an 18 year old sixth grader,
that's how Lonnie seemed to me, and it made my tummy do little flip-
flops.

"Wonderful! Hey, I'm calling to find out if you'd given any thought to
joining a sorority yet. Rush week is coming and..."

"Sorta." I told her. "The Phi Kappa girls called me and..."

"Phi Kappa?" Laura sounded shocked. "Oh my God! Those girls are total
sluts!"

"They are?" I blinked at the phone and Lonnie's doe eyes got big, even
though she didn't know why. "Total sluts?"

"Yeah, like major cock sluts!"

"Major cock sluts?" I swallowed hard.

Lonnie blushed at that, looking back down quickly, and she had a black
pen in her fingers. She was using it on my jeans as I stood close by
her chair, but I didn't mind since they were old and faded and ripped
at the knees anyway. Lonnie was drawing little hearts on me now and I
could feel the pen like a soft scratching on my thigh.

"They're no good for a girl like you, Pissie!" Laura decided.

"They're not?"

"Oh no, not unless you're into getting boned by half the frats in
town."

"Uhhhh..." I didn't know what to say to that. There was a big boy's
college nearby, but I didn't know much about frats or whatever.

"You're not, are you?"

"What?"

"Into...You know...Getting boned?"

"I don't think so." I said, thinking I was pretty much a lesbian and
very happy to stay that way.

"Good...Whew...You had me worried for a minute there, Pissie." She
laughed.

"Me too." I swallowed nervously.

"We're a real sorority, Pissie. The Lambda Pi girls are a group of
like minded young women who like to like other like minded young women...
You know what I mean?"

"Uh..." I scratched my head.

I was mostly looking at Lonnie's fingers because they were delicate
and not very big at all, and she was writing her name a whole bunch of
times now, all over my right thigh, on my jeans I mean, and in between
the hearts.

"And that's why we like you, Pissie."

"Oh, well...Sure." I shrugged. "I like that too."

"Great! We're having a little get-together for our special pledges
and, well, you're not a pledge yet of course, but if you could come by
and meet us..."

"Can my friends come too?"

"Friends?" Laura seemed to think about it. "Well, see the thing is
we're really selective about the kind of girl we're looking for and
we'd just want to meet you first, and then..."

"Uhhh..." I sighed. "Thanks, but I can't make it."

"Hold on, Pissie, maybe we can...CLICK" I hung up the phone and leaned
close to Lonnie.

"If it rings again, I'm gonna kiss you." I whispered and she just
stared at me over her glasses and smiled.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Pissie! Telephone!"

"Thanks Lonnie" I grinned at the girl and she was licking her lips and
her little pink tongue looked like a sweet piece of taffy.

"Hello." I sighed.

Lonnie had dropped her book in her lap, and she was stretching her
arms high with a soft moan, putting her fingers together, you know.
When she did that her thin white t-shirt was stretched nice and tight
over her smallish breasts, and most especially her hard dark nipples,
I could tell because I don't think Lonnie ever wore a bra. She had the
smallest boobs of any girl at the university, I thought, and I found
that really interesting.

"Hi, Pissie? This is Veronica and..."

"Hold on a second, okay?" I leaned over Lonnie as she sat there,
looking up at me and I put my face close enough to hers so that my
blonde hair fell into her eyes.

I kissed her then, just like I'd promised and Lonnie just sat there,
letting me do it. She didn't really respond, I mean she wasn't acting
eager or anything, but she was more than willing. Her mouth opened for
my tongue, and I Frenched her for a half a minute before I figured
that was enough for a first kiss in the middle of the dorm commons. A
couple other girls were sorta watching.

"Told ya so." I whispered and Lonnie swallowed hard, lowering her eyes
sweetly and licking her lips.

"Sorry, I had to kiss a girl." I said into the phone.

"Uh...Excuse me?"

"The girl who answered the phone, I owed her a kiss." I shrugged and
mostly I was saying it because Lonnie was so cute when she blushed.

"I see...Well, now that's exactly the sort of girl we're looking for!"

"Uh, who are you again?" I asked, but it was hard to care about that
anyway because Lonnie was writing on her text book, on all the pages
when it was closed, and opposite the spine, if you know what I mean.

"Veronica. I'm the President of the Lambda Pi Sorority, and I think
Laura called you a little bit ago?"

"Yeah, I can't make it so..."

"Hold on...ohhhh wait a second, Pissie...Laura was just a little mixed
up."

"She was?" I asked, tilting my head a little to see that Lonnie was
writing my name on her book, in cute curling letters and big ones too,
since that book was a couple inches thick easy.

"Oh yeah, definitely mixed up, uh...We want to meet you and all of your
friends." Veronica told me, speaking quickly just in case I was going
to hang up on her.

"I see, well...Okay." I giggled, but just because Lonnie was writing her
name too, after mine, and she'd put a big plus sign between them.

"So Friday night we're having a little party, sort of a get together
with a few girls that we think are special...Like you."

"Uh-huh." I nodded. "What time?"

"Oh, around eight o'clock, is that good for you? We're pretty relaxed
so..."

"Sure." I nodded. "That's fine. You're by the Auditorium, right?"

"Yeah, just across the street, you can't miss us." Veronica sounded
happy. "So we'll see you then right? You and your friends."

"Sure." I nodded. "Bye."

"If it rings again..." I hung up the phone slowly and caught Lonnie's
eyes with mine. "...I'm going to fuck you."

The eighteen year old freshman swallowed hard and blinked rapidly at
me, and then looked around quickly like someone might have heard me
and a couple girls did, I was sure; Carol was there, and Olivia too.

"Bye Lonnie." I waved my fingers at her and she licked her lips.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Pissie! Telephone!"

I smiled to myself as I walked towards Lonnie and the telephone she
was holding out in her left hand. She was closing her books; stuffing
them in her little Powder Puff Girls backpack along with her pens and
highlighters with her other hand.

"Hello." I answered the phone. "Hello?"

I stared at the phone for a second before I realized I could hear a
dial tone and I looked at Lonnie and she was smiling, but it wasn't a
shy one this time, for the first time, and I didn't think anyone had
ever seen her smile like that before. It made me quiver all over
inside.

"Let's go to my room." She said.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Chapter 4
Part 2

"I just want to watch you first." Lonnie told me, closing the door of
her room behind her and leaning against it.

"Sure." I grinned. "Uhhh..."

"Take off your clothes." Lonnie's voice was quiet, just barely a
whisper, but she seemed changed somehow too.

I mean she was still barely five feet tall and all of ninety five
pounds, maybe, if she had a lot of stuff in her pockets. Unbelievably
cute, at least to me, I think I'd been in love with Lonnie since she'd
moved in two days after I had. She didn't have breasts so much as just
big brown nipples, plain as day under her tight t-shirt. Narrow hips,
almost boyish and those pink shorts, they were killing me. Her legs
were creamy and smooth and her tiny small feet and little pink toes...
God!

The girls I used to dream about, like in my head when I was growing up
and wishing in bed at night, none of them looked like Lonnie. Not even
close. None of them were as sexy as she was either and I guess maybe
life is like that. The best things really are what you have and not
what you think you want, so I was probably lucky that I suddenly
wanted what I had. But that's pretty deep for a wanna-be blonde
lesbian piss slut like me.

Changed, that's what I was talking about. Lonnie seemed different, as
soon as the door was closed, or maybe even before that, when she'd
said we were going to her room. She wasn't the shy girl anymore and I
thought I'd be the one suggesting things and wanting to do things, you
know, talking her into it. But now it was different and I liked that,
and best of all, Lonnie knew it.

"Let me see you, Pissy." Lonnie repeated and I almost blushed, because
the only other girl who had ever looked at me the way she was right
then, had been me practicing in the mirror back in Seattle.

"Okay." I smiled and I undressed for the girl slowly, just standing in
the middle of her room.

It was afternoon and the sunlight was streaming through the big window
and Lonnie's dorm room looked just like mine, or anyone else's. Simple
furniture, a few personal things, but not too much. We'd only been
there a few weeks, almost a month, and so we were only slowly making
the place our own.

I took off my top and I wasn't wearing a bra either, like why would I?
I was at home. My nipples were already hard and puffy, and colored
pretty pink like Lonnie's toes. She was looking at them too, over the
rim of her glasses still perched on her nose. I tossed my clothing
aside and unbuttoned my old jeans, not feeling shy at all, or
embarrassed, but only excited now because I'd been waiting for this a
long time.

I stepped awkwardly this way and that, getting those pants off with a
giggle and dropping them half inside-out. I peeled my panties off
last, tight little bikini panties, which were the kind I liked most,
just plain and white and practical. I pushed them down and kicked them
off, letting Lonnie see every part of me that she wanted to. My clit
was hard and pink, my pussy lips already ruddy and plump with
excitement. I even had goosebumps, which was way cool.

"Do you like me?" I asked Lonnie, sucking my bottom lip. I had my
hands behind my back and I was twisting a little on my hips.

"Yeah." She breathed and I could barely hear her.

"Do you um...Need to pee?" I asked, cause maybe she did.

Maybe that was really the only reason she wanted me to come to her
room. Lonnie hadn't undressed at all, so I was a little unsure of what
we were doing, but it was fun anyway. It was a different sort of game,
this getting naked and being watched. I liked the way it was making my
heart stutter a little.

"Maybe." Lonnie smiled, just a little. "Is that all you want?"

"Uh..." I blinked at that because I wasn't sure what she meant.

"Do you just want to be a piss slut, or do you want something else?"

She was undressing now, starting with her shorts and I watched her
unbutton them slowly. Lonnie let them fall down her pretty legs and
her panties had little strings on each hip. Lonnie just gave them a
tug, smiling at me and letting the flimsy white material fall loose
between her thighs, the crotch clinging to her moist pussy momentarily
and then finally letting go.

Lonnie's pussy was a beautiful nest of black hair, trimmed neatly and
thin, so that I could see her sex low beneath the soft swell of her
mound. I licked my lips and tried to understand what she was asking
me. What did I want, really? It should have been easy to answer, but I
was having a hard time with it and I worried that maybe I was
disappointing this girl somehow.

"I just want to be happy." I shrugged and that at least made her
smile.

"Would a girlfriend make you happy?" Lonnie asked, and she was walking
towards me now, not that it was very far of course. Those dorm rooms
were small.

"Yeah." I nodded. "I want one."

"Me too." She sighed. "I want you to be my girlfriend, Pissy."

"Me?" I laughed, but it was a happy, surprised one.

"I want you to be my piss slut too, would you like that?" Lonnie was
close to me now, wearing just her t-shirt and I could have reached out
and touched her if I'd dared.

"I...Yeah." I nodded. "I've never had a..."

SLAP!!

"..Ow!" I gasped and blinked and jumped all at the same time because
Lonnie had just spanked my butt. It didn't hurt at all, it just
surprised me. Lonnie was full of surprises, which shouldn't have
surprised me, uh...Maybe.

"Get on your hands and knees, Pissy." Lonnie told me and her voice was
soft and sweet to my ears, but something in it...

"Okay." I swallowed hard and I moved to do as Lonnie told me, watching
curiously as she was opening her dresser.

"Do you know what this is?" Lonnie was holding something that looked
an awful lot like a big white cock, except it had long red straps
hanging from it.

"Uh...A dildo?" I giggled and Lonnie laughed and nodded.

"A strap-on dildo." She pushed up her glasses and looked at it
closely. "I got it six months ago, mail order."

"Mail order?" I smiled.

"Yeah, my folks would have killed me if they knew I had this under my
bed." Lonnie was putting it on now. "I just hid it away and late at
night I'd look at it sometimes."

I was listening to her and watching as she put that fake cock on
around her narrow waist. It looked huge, especially on her since
Lonnie was so petite anyway. I had no idea if it was a big cock or a
little one though, I mean compared to a real one. I'd never seen a
real live hard one and I'd never wanted to, but seeing that cock on
Lonnie was making my pussy quiver, and I rubbed my clit gently as I
knelt there waiting for what I knew had to be coming.

Lonnie was going to fuck me.

"I never used it though, not even on me." Lonnie shrugged and she was
pulling it a little, playing with it to make sure it was nice and firm
against her pelvis.

"Why not?"

"I was saving it for my girlfriend." Lonnie smiled at me. "I never had
one, but I knew I would someday."

"Am I your girlfriend?" I asked, just teasing myself really, cause I
knew the answer.

"Yeah, Pissy." Lonnie was walking over and getting behind me. "You're
my girlfriend now, nobody else's. Right?"

"Yeah." I swallowed hard, looking at her over my shoulder. "Just
yours."

"We're going to be in love." Lonnie predicted, rubbing the firm, but
somewhat flexible cockhead up and down my slit, and I dropped my hand
away from my clit, bracing myself on all fours.

"I think I already love you." I told her seriously.

"I know." She giggled and that had to be a rare sound, high and sweet
as it was.

"I um...I never did this before." I bit my lip nervously, feeling that
cock splitting my labia, just barely and any second Lonnie would be
pushing it inside me, I knew.

"Me neither." Lonnie stroked my back and I trembled right then, almost
cumming at her touch.

"Ohhhh....Slow..." I moaned because Lonnie was pushing then, guiding her
phallus with one hand and pressing down on the small of my back with
the other.

"It's okay...Just relax..." Lonnie was trying to reassure me, but I'd
never been fucked before.

I'd never even been really fingered, except by myself. My hymen had
long been broken, I knew that, but I was still pretty small down
there, pretty tight, and that dildo seemed huge right then. My pussy
just didn't know what to do and I was holding my breath, and it was
uncomfortable more than painful.

I just kept looking at Lonnie though, my head turned so I could watch
her as she watched me, pushing her cock inside me a little, then
pulling it back some. She did that over and over and pretty soon my
pussy knew what to do. It started feeling better and I relaxed a bit
and that helped even more, and then we were fucking.

Lonnie leaned over me driving that cock as far inside me as it would
go, just so she could kiss me. It was awkward and fun and I just sort
of collapsed beneath her with a squeal of pleasure. The girl was
straddling my thighs then, as I lay on the rough carpet, and she was
grinding me as much as fucking me. Lonnie didn't move that dildo in
and out so much as back and forth, or maybe side to side too. I was
grinding back as much as I could and her sweet little tongue was
wriggling in my mouth.She'd spank me too, which I didn't mind at all.
Lonnie would ram that big fake cock inside me so that my whole body
rocked forward, and then she'd give my butt a slap with her hand, the
left one, or the right, and that just made it better. I was her slut
now, small, shy Lonnie's slut and that was all I'd ever wanted to be.
I was telling her that too, in between spankings and kisses and gasps.
I was telling Lonnie that I loved her and she was smiling because she
loved me too.

Somewhere  in the middle of all that, while Lonnie was fucking me
good, she took off her t-shirt and that made it better. We were both
hot and sweaty and my nipples were being rubbed raw on the carpet and
then I felt hers on my back. They were hard, like little pebbles
pulled from a fire, scratching across my sensitive skin as she moved.
This was what Lonnie wanted, more than anything else, she'd been
dreaming of using that dildo on her girlfriend, and now she was. I was
glad it was me.

I didn't cum from that cock inside me, but I did cum from being with
Lonnie. After she'd satisfied herself and withdrawn the dildo slowly
from my well-worn pussy, she had me lick it clean and tell her how
much I loved her cock. Lonnie was going to be fucking me with it a
lot, she promised, every night. And then we kissed for a long time,
still on the floor and lying side by side. We made out and touched
each other everywhere. Lonnie made me cum with her fingers while I
kissed and nibbled at her small hard nipples. I suckled them hard and
even bit them, because Lonnie told me she liked it rough like that. I
could pinch and pull them, twist and bite, even chew them until they
were dark and red and puffy, and Lonnie loved it.

She confessed how she was always a little self-conscious about her A
cup boobs, but I was in love with them, in love with all of her, and I
proved it. I was going to make sure Lonnie wouldn't ever feel bad
about herself while I was her girlfriend! I went down Lonnie's body
slowly, kissing and licking, and when I reached her small cunt I ate
my new girlfriend as best I knew how. I licked around the girl's pussy
slowly, teasing her while Lonnie smiled and sighed and giggled
breathlessly. It was a game now, hardly serious one moment, and
desperately intense the next, like riding the best roller coaster
ever, but one built just for our hearts.

It took us by surprise, I think, both of us, how deeply emotionally
lovemaking could be. I'd imagined that sex was merely sex, and that
would be pretty great anyway, but anything else was a faerie tale for
romance novels. Lonnie was giving proof to that lie though, and I was
very nearly in tears when we kissed and hugged and just looked into
each others' eyes and smiled. When I did cry, as I finally had to
because I was too happy not to, Lonnie kissed them away and I tasted
my happiness on her lips.

It wasn't piss, but it was still pretty good.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Chapter 4
Part 3

"Come on..." Lonnie was tugging at my arm.

"Hmmm..." I blinked and it was dark outside.

We'd moved from the floor to the bed and had a nice sixty-nine before
taking a little nap in each other's arms. I remembered all of that
like it was a dream, but better than a dream because I wouldn't forget
it two minutes after I woke up. It was in me now, the experience a
part of me, part of us, and I smiled at Lonnie and she tugged me again...
Hard.

"oOof!"

"Come on, girlfriend." Lonnie giggled and she didn't seem very much
like the quiet shy girl I remembered.

"Where?" I asked, giggling and trying to wake up a little more as I
moved. I felt sticky and a little... "Ow...I'm sore." ...I rubbed my pussy
with a little frown.

"Your room..." Lonnie grinned at me.

"What? Why?" I was at least on my feet and Lonnie was grabbing me a
towel.

"Wrap this around you." She had a bathrobe for herself, one of those
thin cotton Japanese sort of house coats with kanji all over it.

"Lonnie?" I giggled.

"I need to pee!" She made a little face.

"Oh." I blinked at her and then I smiled. "Okay...So right here..."

"Not in my room!" Lonnie giggled. "Your room is the bathroom, my room
is the bedroom...Come on."

"Our bedroom?" I laughed at that and Lonnie was giggling, a sound I'd
never get tired of in a million years.

"You're my girlfriend, right..." She shook her head impatiently. "...I
really gotta go."

"Okay, okay..." I stuck my tongue out a little, but I was moving quickly
too. I really wanted to drink her.

I suppose we must have looked a little funny, having just rolled out
of bed after a whole afternoon of sex and a quick nap afterwards. I
was definitely sticky, and walking a little funny, sort of hoping that
big dildo hadn't busted anything. I felt a little rearranged, if you
know what I mean, way down deep. Plus, all I had was a purple bath
town wrapped around my boobs, so it barely covered my ass, and Lonnie
looked seriously well fucked. I mean she looked sexy with her black
hair mussed up and her skin pink, she had a real post-coital afterglow...
Isn't that a cool phrase? When I start my rock 'n roll band...Never
mind...

So yeah, some people looked at us like we were from another planet.
Pissie the lesbian slut coming out of Lonnie's room? Most people
didn't even notice Lonnie, I was sure, but they were missing out. They
noticed her now though and she ignored them. For being rather quiet
and new to the whole out of the closet lesbian thing, Lonnie was
pretty bold. I was actually sorta proud of her, if that makes sense,
and I was glad she was my girlfriend.

"Pissy...I was looking all over for...Oh...Hi Lonnie..." Carla was right by my
door like she was waiting for me, but she wasn't. It was just good
timing.

"Hi!" I giggled.

Lonnie didn't say anything, which was pretty normal for her actually
and Carla really didn't expect her to say much anyway.

"Are you...I mean, is Lonnie going to, um...You know..." Carla giggled
nervously, but she was always kind of shy talking about what we did
around the dorm for some reason.

"I'm Lonnie's girlfriend now." I said, as if that would explain
anything and I was opening my door.

"Do you want to watch?" Lonnie asked Carla, surprising her I think. It
surprised me.

"You're going to pee?" Carla looked down at Lonnie, who was a whole
lot smaller than she was.

"She's my piss slut now." Lonnie said and she stared up at Carla like
maybe Carla would have something to say about that.

"Oh." Carla narrowed her eyes a little. "Can we still uh, you know,
use her?"

"Well see." Lonnie nodded. "But right now I really have to pee, so..."

"Yeah, uh...Kay..." Carla didn't know what to say and I was just
giggling.

It was kinda cool for me; I mean the way they talked like I wasn't
even there. That might have bothered some girls I suppose, but I was a
genuine piss slut, so why would it bother me? I seriously did hope
Lonnie would let my friends use me though, I really liked it a lot,
but it was up to her now. I wasn't like Lonnie's slave or anything,
but being a girlfriend does carry with it certain responsibilities,
don't you think?

"Here..." I was moving quickly because I didn't want to keep Lonnie
waiting, plus I was totally dying to know what her piss tasted like.

I grabbed a couple towels and took hers off, and laid down on the
floor on top of them, figuring that would be easiest and best maybe,
but I didn't know what Lonnie liked yet. She might have wanted to do
it standing up or something. Lonnie wasn't complaining though and
Carla was right behind her, closing the door and leaning against it so
she could watch.

"Like this?" Lonnie was asking me softly, kneeling over my head and
lowering her pussy to my mouth and I just nodded a little.

Lonnie's pussy was small, just like the rest of her. Proportional I
guess, and I liked it a lot. I especially loved her tiny lips, I
swear, Lonnie's pussy really did look like a little girl's, just
because her labia were thin and barely there outside her slit. Her
clit was just a little bump too, but I'd already found out how
sensitive it was. Lonnie's clit was extremely tender once she was
going and after awhile Lonnie had made me stop licking it, simply
because it had started to hurt her almost.

But now her clit was hiding and I pushed my tongue against Lonnie's
little hole, easing the tip inside and splitting her easily, and just
as I pressed my open mouth against Lonnie's skin, she started letting
loose with her bladder. Hot salty urine flooded my mouth and it wasn't
too bitter at all, just perfect I thought. Tasty and tangy without
being overpowering the way Suzy's could be after some Thai curry.
Lonnie's was delicious and I swallowed as fast as I could.

Lonnie moaned softly, looking down at me with her big brown eyes wide
open, holding her breath and sucking her tummy in a little, or trying
to. I think that's really almost impossible when you pee. And she had
her fingers on her sex, on her soft Venus mound, like pulling it up a
little so she could see better what I was doing. Her piss filled my
tummy and whatever I couldn't swallow ran down my flushed cheeks and
chin and neck, into my hair and into the towels I was laying on.

It was a lot of pee and I was mouthing her cunt while Lonnie let it
go. I had my tongue inside her, playing it across her urethral hole
and the hot urine spraying out of it. I was tickling and sucking her,
my hands around her thighs while I squeezed my own legs together. I
wanted to touch myself, to make myself cum while I drank my new
girlfriend's piss, but I wanted to touch Lonnie even more. I was
bathing in her piss and proving to the girl that I really was her piss
slut. I'd do this whenever and wherever Lonnie wanted.

"Ohhh...God....Lick it...Now...Yeah..." Lonnie was done pissing and I was
cleaning her.

This was the part my friends liked the most, and probably Lonnie would
too. I didn't mind. I loved sucking a pissy cunt. It was like being in
heaven, tasting the remains of Lonnie's pee mixing with her fresh sex
juices as they began to flow. I was going to bring her off good. This
was our first time doing it, and I wanted Lonnie to like it as much as
I did.

"Ooops...Hey!" Carla said suddenly.

I turned my head as much as I could, which wasn't all that much, and
saw that Carla had been rubbing her pussy while she watched. She had
been wearing a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants, but the pants were
off now and Carla had her right hand inside her black panties. But she
was a little off balance right then, since Heather had pushed my door
open without any warning at all.

"Oh! Sorry...Is Pissy...Oh..." Heather blinked at us, clearly not expecting
to see Lonnie riding my face.

"There's a line." Carla said, kind of sarcastically.

"Uh, well...Alright..." Heather said and then she giggled as she stepped
into my room, giving Carla's hand-filled panties a little look.

"Pissy is Lonnie's girlfriend now." Carla told Heather, as if that
would make sense.

"Lonnie's a lesbian?" Heather's eyes got kind of big and she looked at
Lonnie, who was pointedly looking down at me.

"I guess so." Carla laughed.

"Yeah, well..." Heather nodded. "You know what they sa-ay...Hey Watch
it!"

Heather was shoved suddenly as my door opened and of course it had to
be Suzy.

"Hey guys...Where's Pissy? Oh my God...Lonnie?" Suzy laughed.

"You have to take a number." Carla giggled.

"What?" Suzy narrowed her eyes. "You guys are waiting for the
bathroom?"

"Well, duh!" Heather laughed at her friend.

"Oh, man! I gotta pee bad!" Suzy protested.

"What do they say, anyway?" Carla asked Heather, who hadn't gotten to
finish her thought.

"What? Oh...It's the quiet one's you have to watch." Heather nodded
sagely.

"What?" Carla laughed. "You're so weird."

"Can I go next?" Suzy asked. "Please?"

"No way." Carla shook her head. "I've been waiting fifteen minutes."

"I've been waiting five." Heather shrugged.

"Ohhh..." Suzy made a face and bounced a little on her heels with
frustration.

I was little too busy to pay anymore attention to them though, since
Lonnie was cumming nicely and that was all I really cared about for
the moment. She was rocking her hips and rolling her cute little ass
in tight circles, and just flooding my mouth suddenly with her orgasm.
She had her fingers in my pissy damp hair, holding me against her,
like I was gonna go anywhere? Heh! And Lonnie was gasping with sweet
high pitched squeaks. They seriously turned me on.

"Ohhh...Whew...Uh...Next..." Lonnie actually giggled and her body was flushed
pink and she was about as un-shy looking as a girl could be. This was
like the new Lonnie and it was surprising my friends.

"Was it good, Lonnie?" Carla grinned and she was peeling off her
panties quick.

"Yeah." Lonnie sighed and she was moving to sit on my bed so she could
watch our three dorm mates use me like the piss slut I was.

"Carla...Please?" Suzy had to go so bad it was almost funny and I
giggled at her as I licked my lips.

"Oh, good grief...Fine..." Carla sighed. "...But you better be quick, Suzy,
we all have to use the toilet."

"Thanks, oh God you saved my life!" Suzy sighed happily.

She was wearing sort of a long skirt, like an Indian wrap thing from
India, all tie-dyed and pretty, and Suzy was out of it quick, peeling
her yellow thong down and it was a little spotted with pee maybe, but
there wasn't a lot of thong there to spot anyway.

"Hmmm...This is a good time to talk about using my piss slut, maybe."
Lonnie said, having caught her breath finally, and that almost stopped
Suzy in her tracks, but not quite.

"What?" Heather stared at Lonnie, as did Carla and Suzy, but Suzy was
getting on my mouth too.

"She's my girlfriend." Lonnie said in her soft, quiet voice. "So she's
my piss slut."

"Well...That's not fair." Heather frowned.

"Yeahhhhhh...." Suzy sighed as she let go of her bladder.

She didn't care where she pissed, as usual, Suzy just liked to make a
mess, especially now that she had an audience. That was seriously
turning Suzy on. I was moving my mouth, my whole head really, trying
to keep my lips around Suzy's pussy, but she was moving around a lot,
giggling and teasing me, talking like always too, and it was hard to
keep up. I was getting seriously soaked and I started thinking we
should have moved this to the real bathroom. I'd have to do some
serious cleaning later.

"Get your tongue in my hole, Slut!" Suzy laughed. "Fuck my piss...Wear
it...God, you're a slut!"

"Pissie should make up her own mind." Heather was saying, being the
self-appointed spokeswoman for the three girls.

"I'm not forcing her to do anything." Lonnie shook her head. "I'm her
girlfriend though and we sort of get jealous about things like this..."
Lonnie looked over at me sucking Suzy's cunt and I caught her smile
out of the corner of my eye.

"Uh, well...Okay..." Even Heather had to agree that Lonnie had a right to
get a little jealous about her girlfriend eating pussy and drinking
pee not her own.

"Lick my pee hole now...Suck on it, Pissy...Clean it good, potty mouth!"
Suzy was having a lot of fun with me.

"So, I just think that if you want to keep using Pissie then it would
be better if I got something out of it too." Lonnie said in a
reasonable voice as she rubbed her clit gently.

"What? You mean like...Pay for it?" Carla asked her.

"No, just do my chores for me, how about that?" Lonnie offered.

"Chores, huh?" Heather seemed to consider it.

"Oh, fuck me...Make me...Ugh!...Cum...Goooooood...!!" Suzy was giving me a
little flood of juices now, grinding herself against my pissy face.

"There's three of you and just one of me, so..." Lonnie was smiling, I
could hear it. "...It's just one extra chore every three days, maybe
less if other girls want to use Pissie too."

All the girls in the dorm were assigned something to do everyday, sort
of a rotational thing, like vacuuming the living room, or taking out
the trash, helping Patty cook, or clean up the kitchen after a meal.
It was all easy and not very time consuming anyway. Having to do two
things every third day, well, how bad could that be? They'd get to use
me as often as they wanted, within reason I supposed. Lonnie would
have to set some time aside just for us, I hoped.

"What about Pissie's chores?" Heather asked.

"Oh, I don't want her to get spoiled." Lonnie giggled. "Besides, Patty
will probably just assign Pissie to keep her bathroom clean."

"Yeah, that could be a fulltime job by itself." Carla laughed.

It sounded like a good plan to me. My goal was to drink piss from
every single girl in my dorm before the end of the school year, some
of them were bound to like it and come back for more, and it would be
kind of nice not having any chores at all. Except keeping my
bedroom...I mean my bathroom clean. It was real incentive, even though
I didn't really need it. Lonnie was going to be a super cool
girlfriend, I could tell already. But right then I was getting ready
for Carla, who was going to pee nice and slow so I wouldn't miss a
drop. Not that it mattered after the bath Suzy had given me!

"I guess we can do that." Heather agreed finally. "Right?"

She looked at her two friends and Suzy was just trying to breath after
I'd drank what seemed like a quart of her cum and piss all mixed
together. My little tummy was full and I still had two girls left! But
she nodded, Suzy did, and even managed a breathless giggle, reaching
down to give her hard clit a little tweak.

"Yeah, fuck yeah..." Carla was agreeing too, as I drank her slow stream
of hot urine. She had really excellent bladder control, as always, but
Heather was going to be waiting awhile before she could use my mouth.
Carla always took her sweet time.

I guessed those girls were just going to have to get used to it
though. I had a real girlfriend now!


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