This one is true, happened back in the 90's when I went back to school to finish my degree. We were all in our early 30's and kinda hung out together because we were in the same situation - older, working, returning to college. It was some wild shit that I never really talked about.



One night when I was at UMass, a bunch of us had come back on the bus from a day of skiing in Vermont. Needless to say, bus trips are an occasion to party hardy and not care about too much. Since I lived about 15 miles off-campus, I decided to take advantage of a friends apartment and sleep on the couch. As it ended up, 3 of us were heading to the same complex. My friend Dan and I, and Jenny who lived in the next apartment to Dan. We got in the door, dropped the bags, grabbed some drinks (and a 30 pack) and went to Jen's apartment since she had actually paid her cable bill and we could watch tv.

It didn't take much until we got feeling pretty good and got really stupid. Watching tv reruns and well-buzzed, Jenny slobbers half a whipped cream covered drink onto her tits. she's wearing a black turtleneck sweater, so of course we comment about how good her "sweater looks", and Dan proceeds to lick the whipped cream off her right tit. She's laughing and says "thank you". So of course, I reach over, grab the can, spray some on her and start licking it off. I get called an "ass", and then I tell her I was jealous. A few minutes go by, Jenny takes the can of whipped cream and runs a line up my front and tells me "I guess it looks better on my black turtleneck sweater than on yours!" Then she tells Dan to lick it off - and he tells her to "eat shit". So Jenny continues to try and goad Dan into licking it off my sweater for a minute, telling him he "should be secure in his manhood by now". He tells her it's her job as he grabs her head and pushes her face into my whipped cream covered stomach, and she throws her drink on his sweatshirt.

Now it turns into a full-fledged food fight with whipped cream flying all over until we run out, then it's a mad dash for the fridge and the kitchen -more whipped cream, eggs, milk, yougrt, half a pie, whatever we could grab. It went back and forth for a while, Dan and Jen on me, me and Dan on Jen, me and Jen on Dan. We slipped, fell, rolled around, pulled each other down into it. Finally we stood up and all stopped laughing for a minute. Dan had peeled off his sweatshirt after the drink hit, and he had on a dark colored turtleneck underneath. Jenny took the opportunity to point out that the three of us were dressed alike and looked like "f-ing mimes" with jeans and black turtlenecks. So of course, we started making obscene "miming" gestures at her. Jen, always thinking, says "wait a minute" and grabs a container of flour dips her hand in it and reminds us of mimes white faces. At this point, the beer is flowing again and we cover each others faces in flour while miming obscene gestures back and forth. Standing in the middle of the kitchen guzzling beer, we start cleaning it up a little. Jenny proclaims "I gotta piss" takes about 3 steps and falls on her ass in the mucky mess, tries to get up, slips again. We're all giggling again, and as Dan and I pick her up she says "I almost pissed myself". On that note, I said "almost doesn't count" and started tickling her and Dan smashed one of the few remaining eggs over her head. In a few seconds, after repeated "Stop its" and a loud "Oh Fuck!" it became obvious what happened. We all started laughing again and Jenny said "You bastards made me piss in my jeans - now I dare you to piss in yours, fair is fair". We both tell her to "F-off", and pass around 3 more beers.

We start cleaning the kitchen again on our hands and knees and suddenly Jenny grabs me, flips me on my back and straddles my lap. She looks at me and says "I gotta piss again" as she just lets loose, telling me "If I'm pissing my jeans because of you bastards, I'm pissing yours too", as I felt her soaking me from my knees to my waist. Dan looks at us, mumbles "unbelievable" under his breath and calls Jen a "pig". As she's now grinding on me, apparently enjoying this, she looks at him and says "You're the one with the hard-on watching this, don't tell me you're not jealous". Dan says "Fuckin blow me - it's a piss hardon, I just can't get by you two to go." She tells him to piss in his pants if he's a man, and then says she'll blow him if he does. Dan smiles, takes a few steps over to her, and lets go, leaving a big wet spot on his jeans. Then he unzips and tells her to go ahead.

Jenny grabs his dick out of his soaked jeans and sticks it in her mouth, deep throating it all the way. She's now grinding away in my lap, and pumping Dan's cock into her mouth like a porno star. Every now and then, I realize through the warmth, that she's pissing herself and it's running into my lap. While she's blowing Dan, I amuse myself with her tits, and all she does is moan, grind and suck. She must have felt it because just as Dan was about to blow his load, she pulled it out of her mouth and started stroking his cock with her spit covered hands and telling Dan to blow it all over her. Dan obliged with a grunt, and gave Jen a face full which ran down onto her sweater and on to me. Licking up every drop off of me, she told me she didn't get enough and it was my turn.

As I stood up, I grabbed the can of whipped cream that still had some in it. I put a little on the shaft and she licked it off, grabbed the can and proceeded to empty it on my cock while rubbing her face in it, and licking the head. She looked up at me and said "I like it messy" and swallowed my dick completely. After a couple of minutes of this I realized that my hard-on was because I needed to piss, more than anything else. Dan looked spent, sitting a few feet away drinking a beer. Jen asked him for a swig since her mouth was going dry at this point, and he told her he didn't want the taste of my cock on his beer. She had stopped for only a few seconds, and I felt the dam about to burst. As she came back to me, I told her I had to piss - to give me a break for a minute. She looked at me with a dirty grin, and shoved my cock back in her mouth, flicking the slit with her tongue, pumping it in and out. I moaned and told her if she didn't stop, I was going to piss right there, she pulled it out, smiled, and said "Sure", and went back to my dick. Moments later it happened, the first spurts leaked out, right into her mouth, and she lapped it up. She squeezed and milked my cock letting a little out at a time into her mouth, then pointed my dick at her tits and let it go.

As I emptied my bladder onto her, she pointed my cock to her face, her neck, and back to her tits. She squeezed it to make me stop, put it in her mouth, took a drink, and pointed it back at her tits, all the while telling me to piss on her, give it all to her, soak her sweater, soak her face.

When this started, Dan sat there with a look of complete disbelief on his face. Now, he had his dick out and was playing with it. A minute later, he stood next to me and shoved it into Jen's mouth as I pissed on her tits. He looked down at her, pulled out his cock and proceeded to unload a wild stream onto her, and onto my dick, as she moaned "...more you fuckers, soak me, piss in my hair, cover me...: and we obliged.

Now we have Jen between us, stroking both our cocks with hands covered in piss-soaked food, alternately blowing us. She's telling us in a low growl to cover her in cum, to treat her like a whore, to make her filthy. Her hips are gyrating and the more we pump her face, the more she moans. It's obvious she's having multiple orgasms and suddenly she grabs both of our cocks and jerks us off simultaneously onto her face and clothes. Then she smiles up at us, and I hear a hissing sound - she's pissing herself right there. Eyes closed, with a smile on her face, a new puddle grows under her ass as she sits in it and wiggles around. Unbelievable I think, as Dan says it aloud. Jen looks at us and says "OK boys, hose me off" and we proceed to empty the last of our bladders onto her as she moans, eyes closed, and catches some with her tongue.

Jenny is now soaking wet, covered in slime. She crawls to her knees, reaches into the fridge and grabs a cucumber, undoes her jeans, and starts to fuck herself with the cuke, while rolling around in the piss and the slime. Then she begs us to do it to her with the cuke and our hands. Dan and I take turns, fingering her ass, her clit, and stuffing the cuke in and out of her while we roll around with her and each other in the slime.

We finally end up dazed, exhausted and laughing on the floor in a pile of disgusting mess. We got up, mopped up as much as we could with some towels, and then climbed in the shower with our clothes on, washing each other off as best we could and peeling off what remained, wringing it out and making a pile.

2 wash cycles later, the clothes and towels were clean, the house restored to order. We never said too much to each other after the "heat of the moment" died down. The next morning we went our separate ways. I would see both of them on campus several times a week, we never spoke of it, in fact it almost seemed like we distanced ourselves from that night, at least until I gave Jen a ride one rainy night. Apparently Dan had told some chick he was dating about it, and after she dumped him because she thought he was a "sicko", she told her friends. Apparently only one of them, Carol, knew who Jen was, and asked her about it. Reluctantly Jen let Carol in on our secret, and as she told the story Carol ended up with her hand down the front of her own jeans and left Jen's apartment a soaked mess. Jenny still wasn't sure how to handle the whole thing, and I was the first person she told the story to. As I was driving, all I kept saying was "cool!" until she told me Carol wanted a re-enactment of our wild night with Jen and either one of us guys.
And THAT my friends, is a story for another time.....