This story is about friends being nice to friends

After eight and a half hours of dealing with her company’s intranet crashes and her own caffeine overload, Amanda was grateful to let herself collapse on her bed face first.

She had raised her right foot above her and began to slowly caress the back of it with the big toe of her left foot when she saw her lover in the doorway.

Suzanne was in her early 40s, a brunette with long brown hair down to her tight, full ass. She was the same height as Amanda and was close to her lover’s weight. She was wearing a beige slip and panties, and thigh-high black nylons. Amanda was a good-looking blonde about 5’6″, in her late 40s, and just shy of 200 pounds, but so well proportioned that she looked almost like a model.

“Ugly day, huh?” Suzanne asked, smiling.

Amanda looked at her wearily and stuck her tongue out.

As Suzanne grinned, Amanda noticed that Suzanne’s hands were behind her back. She heard the jingling of metal and observed that Suzanne was twitching a great deal, which made her 37DD breasts wiggle a lot.

Amanda raised an eyebrow. “Umm, Suzy? What are you doing?”

Suzanne blushed and then grinned it off. She moved up to the bed behind Amanda’s stretched out form. Amanda started to sit up when Suzanne gestured for her not to move.

“You don’t have to get up, Amanda,” Suzanne said, smiling. “You don’t have to look back either.”

Amanda was getting concerned. “Suzy? What’s…?”

“Shush,” Suzanne motioned. She then pulled out a pair of dull grey colored metal handcuffs. She pulled Amanda’s arms behind her back and quickly slapped the cold metal onto Amanda’s pudgy wrists.

“…The hell?!” Amanda yelled as she tried to squirm her wrists out of the cuffs.

Suzanne laughed. “This way you won’t be able to play with yourself while I do this.”

“Do what?!” Amanda asked impatiently.

“This,” Suzanne smirked. She lifted the skirt of Amanda’s black dress above the waist, revealing tight blue panties enmeshed in her round plump ass cheeks.

Suzanne slid a hand up Amanda’s thigh, sending minute electric pulses up her spine and down to her clit. Suzanne rubbed gently on Amanda’s clothed pussy. Amanda started moaning and dripping cunt juice.

Grinning evilly, Suzanne rubbed a little faster on Amanda’s pussy. Her breath quickened. A dark spot appeared on Suzanne’s panties, spreading very quickly.

Suzanne pulled Amanda’s panties down to mid-thigh. She greased her finger with Vaseline. Gliding the finger up and down Amanda’s ass crack made Amanda pulsate like crazy! Her toes curled and her knees dug deep into the mattress. Amanda’s pussy started to glisten with wetness.

Suzanne greased her finger some more and plunged it into Amanda’s asshole. Amanda yelped and twitched as Suzanne rubbed deep and deeper into her hole. She moaned louder and kicked.

Suzanne felt her belly swell up with over two hours’ worth of water drinking. Any second now, she was about to burst.

She pulled out her second instrument. A soft plastic funnel. She plunged it quickly into Amanda’s ass. Amanda clawed at the sheets as she ground her clit against the mattress.

Suzanne scurried on top of the funnel. Straddling Amanda, she raised her slip, squatted two inches above the funnel’s rim, spread her legs out a little…

And started hissing hot piss into the funnel through her beige panties, which quickly became drenched. Some of the excess pee was running down her full thighs, onto the bed and flowing in small rivulets over the sheets. Amanda could feel her dress cling to her from the warm wetness.

Amanda twitched and throbbed, coming closer and closer to orgasm, her face pressed deep into the pillow. Her cum started to soak through her panties and mix with Suzanne’s piss on the sheets.

Two minutes later Suzanne got off her makeshift toilet, removed the funnel, wedged Amanda’s wet panties all the way into her ass crack and pussy lips, and pulled her dress down again. She sat behind Amanda and started playing with her clothed clit frantically.

Amanda continued to twitch. Her belly, filled to the rim with Suzanne’s warm pee, was about expunge it all.

She was on the brink of a very violent orgasm.

Suzanne felt a small drop of piss flow down from between her full thighs and onto the bed. Then she realized what she had done. “Oh, Amanda! Do you realize I’d forgotten to take off my panties?!”

Suzanne pulled off her panties and gently cupped Amanda’s face so that her mouth was ready. Then Suzanne pulled Amanda’s chin to open her mouth. All Amanda could feel was the growing pressure in her buttocks, as her sense of fullness increased and her pussy became even wetter.

She wasn’t prepared for it when Suzanne wrung her soaking panties out in her mouth, covering her face with still-warm piss. Then Suzanne kissed her slowly and tenderly, sensuously sucking her own pee back into her own mouth as she stroked Suzanne’s wet ears.

This was two much for Amanda. As she could feel Suzanne’s eager tongue, cleaning the pissy wetness off her face, Amanda’s ass suddenly burst and sprayed the pee back out all over both of them and the soaking bed sheets. Her dress became even stickier with thickening pools of piss and cum.

Suzanne, already in her third orgasm, stuck out her melons into the fountain, soaking her bra to a clingy wetness. She flicked and fingered her clit, coming again and again.

As the last of the rejected pee flooded the bed and dripped onto the floor, a weakened Amanda rubbed her face into the piss pool and licked the mixture of cum and pee from the sheets. Suzanne, also weakened, crawled over and undid the handcuffs.

Suzanne then gave Amanda a very sloppy kiss while wrapping her legs around Amanda’s soppy, ruined dress and ruined hose. She and Amanda tongued each other’s throats out.

“Gotta make dinner,” Suzanne said with a wink and sloshed herself out of bed. As she went away, Amanda smiled happily while fingering herself through her wet, pee-stained, piss-smelling clothing.