Ste Letto
12-01-2003, 3:32 AM
Part 4
For the next three hours Ronan was effectively forgotten. Jessica and Sonia sat on his body without a thought. They would occasionally fidget, crossing and uncrossing their long legs, or twisting to one side or another. Their movements, the shifting pressures of their bodies, delighted their living cushion. Each girl got up several times throughout the film, travelling into the kitchen to fetch drinks and snacks or to the bathroom. In the dark, with only the dim flickering of the television screen, each girl would soon return, eager to sit, eager to carry on enjoying the film. Ronan would make an effort to remain perfectly still. He adored the anticipation of either girl's return, although he looked forward to Sonia's return more. With her sitting closer to his head, it seemed more intimate.
At about an hour and a half into the film, Sonia nipped to the kitchen and returned with a bottle of red wine. In her haste to get sat down, watching the film and drinking her drink, she misjudged her position. Ronan saw her silhouette blocking the light of the television. He fought not to make a sound. His heart thumped in his chest, like a caged beast. He saw the shapely outline of Sonia's calves, her strong thighs, her rounded bottom and narrow waist. He knew what was coming. The girl stood a moment, bent to put down a few things, then came down. Despite the fact that he knew what was coming, and anticipated it, Ronan was shocked at the sudden downward rush of Sonia's perfect bottom. It almost seemed to leap at him, to devour him in the dark.
Sonia's pert cheeks impacted his face, right cheek to his forehead, eyes and nose, left to his chin and mouth. The girl didn't even flinch. She just gave out the smallest sound of recognition, "Huhhh" she said softly, before wiggling herself down to get perfectly comfy.
Jessica looked at her friend and smiled, knowing at once what had happened. "Comfy?" she asked cheerily. Sonia smiled and nodded. "Then get the wine poured," Jessica added, barely hiding the chuckle from her voice. Sonia bent forward, maintaining the firm pressure on Ronan's pinned features. The shortness of her skirt meant that it tented his face rather than getting in the way. Ronan had Sonia's soft flesh, plus her pure white cotton panties pressing firmly into his fortunate face. Her flesh was warm and aromatic. She wore a variety of scents, and produced delicious scents of her own. His head swam.
Her shifting about as she reached for the wine, the corkscrew and then the glasses only added to the delicious experience for her living cushion. Her buttocks alternately stroked, then compressed his features, without a moments consideration from their owner. Sonia expected to have men worship her, and she was rarely disappointed. That Ronan was happy for her to sit so rudely on his face seemed the most natural thing in the world.
In order to reach her drink, Jessica shifted sideways on Ronan's body. Her buttocks moved from his thighs, and settled instead on his chest and stomach. Like Sonia, Jessica spent some time shifting and wiggling her hips to get properly seated and comfortably in place.
Ronan was in heaven. Jessica was compressing his chest, Sonia was playfully abusing his face. He overheard their conversation. Sonia was saying, "I really need to pee, and I wonder," She paused then. "What do you wonder?" asked Jessica. "Well," Sonia continued, playing that she was shy to continue, "I wonder how it would go if I just edged my panties aside and went right here." Jessica laughed. "Why don't you try it?" Ronan was in a state of hyper excitement. It was very rare that Sonia let him drink her piss, and he loved when she did.
"All right then," Sonia said, sounding firmer, "I will!" With that she raised herself slightly and reached her pretty hand down to allow her fingers to edge aside her panty crotch. Ronan wished the moment could last forever. He saw, and felt, that she positioned herself carefully to cover his now wide stretched mouth. "My bladder is just so full," she teased, "I don't know if I can hold it much longer." Jessica laughed, "I hope a certain somebody's thirsty." Sonia laughed too, "Ohh, Ohhh, that's it," she said loudly, "you shouldn't have made me laugh." Ronan was now receiving one of the greatest gifts Sonia could ever give him. Her warm salty wine was flowing freely into his mouth, over his tongue and down his gulping throat. He loved the taste. He loved the smell and he loved the very idea of it. His cock spasmed in his briefs. The delicious deluge went on for over three minutes before it subsided, and Ronan swallowed every drop. Finally Sonia was spent. She sighed with relief, "Ahhhh, that's better," she said, revelling in the release of pressure and tension. "Do you need to go?" she asked Jessica.
Jessica thought for a moment. She had never used Ronan this way before. She knew he liked it, knew he enjoyed it, but somehow she always felt it was only for Ronan and Sonia. Yet tonight, tonight she felt different. "Yeah," she said at last, "yeah I really do!" Sonia laughed, "Come on then," she insisted, "no time like the present". Ronan's pleasure circuits were close to overload. He had wished for this moment for so long. He took in every detail. The way Sonia rose off his face, the way Jessica hove into view, the slow lowering of Sonia's pants and tanga knickers. Her bottom hung a few feet above him and his heart seemed almost to be trying to rise out of his chest, drawn toward that magnificent moon that hung in his sky.
Jessica looked round and down, letting her eyes meet Ronan's. The anticipatory joy she saw shining there convinced her that she should do what she was about to do. "Open wide," she said, her voice soft and sultry. Ronan did, straining his mouth so wide he thought he might snap his own tendons. In that moment he honestly didn't care. Jessica lowered the soft flesh of her pert behind down, closing the gap inch by torturous inch. Down, down came her buttocks, her body, her hips. They were coming, she was coming and Ronan was ensnared by their approach. He felt as if his whole life had been lived in order to achieve this moment. The girl sat on his face. The girl settled more firmly. She closed her eyes, bit her lip and let go a short squirt of hot liquid. It hit the roof of Ronan's mouth, and he shot his tongue up to taste it. It was tangy and unique, unlike anything he had tasted before. He loved it instantly. Above him, Jessica concentrated, controlling her bladder. She let go another spurt, longer this time, and laughed to hear Ronan gulp it down. He was drinking her pee, her piss, the stuff that came from her. She felt how a Goddess feels. She was being humbly worshipped and adored by a man who wanted only to serve. "Here goes then," she thought.
Ronan suddenly received the full volume of her liquid release. Her pee filled his mouth. He had to swallow hard to keep up. Gulp after gulp after gulp he forced down into his own, now swollen belly. Minute after minute it came, until finally it stopped. Her flow became a dribble, then drips, then nothing.
Ronan was overwhelmed. Jessica lifted slightly, "Lick" she said pointing. Ronan did, collecting the last few drips. "Thanks," she said softly. Her fingers put her panty crotch back into place, before she sat back onto his face.
For the next three hours Ronan was effectively forgotten. Jessica and Sonia sat on his body without a thought. They would occasionally fidget, crossing and uncrossing their long legs, or twisting to one side or another. Their movements, the shifting pressures of their bodies, delighted their living cushion. Each girl got up several times throughout the film, travelling into the kitchen to fetch drinks and snacks or to the bathroom. In the dark, with only the dim flickering of the television screen, each girl would soon return, eager to sit, eager to carry on enjoying the film. Ronan would make an effort to remain perfectly still. He adored the anticipation of either girl's return, although he looked forward to Sonia's return more. With her sitting closer to his head, it seemed more intimate.
At about an hour and a half into the film, Sonia nipped to the kitchen and returned with a bottle of red wine. In her haste to get sat down, watching the film and drinking her drink, she misjudged her position. Ronan saw her silhouette blocking the light of the television. He fought not to make a sound. His heart thumped in his chest, like a caged beast. He saw the shapely outline of Sonia's calves, her strong thighs, her rounded bottom and narrow waist. He knew what was coming. The girl stood a moment, bent to put down a few things, then came down. Despite the fact that he knew what was coming, and anticipated it, Ronan was shocked at the sudden downward rush of Sonia's perfect bottom. It almost seemed to leap at him, to devour him in the dark.
Sonia's pert cheeks impacted his face, right cheek to his forehead, eyes and nose, left to his chin and mouth. The girl didn't even flinch. She just gave out the smallest sound of recognition, "Huhhh" she said softly, before wiggling herself down to get perfectly comfy.
Jessica looked at her friend and smiled, knowing at once what had happened. "Comfy?" she asked cheerily. Sonia smiled and nodded. "Then get the wine poured," Jessica added, barely hiding the chuckle from her voice. Sonia bent forward, maintaining the firm pressure on Ronan's pinned features. The shortness of her skirt meant that it tented his face rather than getting in the way. Ronan had Sonia's soft flesh, plus her pure white cotton panties pressing firmly into his fortunate face. Her flesh was warm and aromatic. She wore a variety of scents, and produced delicious scents of her own. His head swam.
Her shifting about as she reached for the wine, the corkscrew and then the glasses only added to the delicious experience for her living cushion. Her buttocks alternately stroked, then compressed his features, without a moments consideration from their owner. Sonia expected to have men worship her, and she was rarely disappointed. That Ronan was happy for her to sit so rudely on his face seemed the most natural thing in the world.
In order to reach her drink, Jessica shifted sideways on Ronan's body. Her buttocks moved from his thighs, and settled instead on his chest and stomach. Like Sonia, Jessica spent some time shifting and wiggling her hips to get properly seated and comfortably in place.
Ronan was in heaven. Jessica was compressing his chest, Sonia was playfully abusing his face. He overheard their conversation. Sonia was saying, "I really need to pee, and I wonder," She paused then. "What do you wonder?" asked Jessica. "Well," Sonia continued, playing that she was shy to continue, "I wonder how it would go if I just edged my panties aside and went right here." Jessica laughed. "Why don't you try it?" Ronan was in a state of hyper excitement. It was very rare that Sonia let him drink her piss, and he loved when she did.
"All right then," Sonia said, sounding firmer, "I will!" With that she raised herself slightly and reached her pretty hand down to allow her fingers to edge aside her panty crotch. Ronan wished the moment could last forever. He saw, and felt, that she positioned herself carefully to cover his now wide stretched mouth. "My bladder is just so full," she teased, "I don't know if I can hold it much longer." Jessica laughed, "I hope a certain somebody's thirsty." Sonia laughed too, "Ohh, Ohhh, that's it," she said loudly, "you shouldn't have made me laugh." Ronan was now receiving one of the greatest gifts Sonia could ever give him. Her warm salty wine was flowing freely into his mouth, over his tongue and down his gulping throat. He loved the taste. He loved the smell and he loved the very idea of it. His cock spasmed in his briefs. The delicious deluge went on for over three minutes before it subsided, and Ronan swallowed every drop. Finally Sonia was spent. She sighed with relief, "Ahhhh, that's better," she said, revelling in the release of pressure and tension. "Do you need to go?" she asked Jessica.
Jessica thought for a moment. She had never used Ronan this way before. She knew he liked it, knew he enjoyed it, but somehow she always felt it was only for Ronan and Sonia. Yet tonight, tonight she felt different. "Yeah," she said at last, "yeah I really do!" Sonia laughed, "Come on then," she insisted, "no time like the present". Ronan's pleasure circuits were close to overload. He had wished for this moment for so long. He took in every detail. The way Sonia rose off his face, the way Jessica hove into view, the slow lowering of Sonia's pants and tanga knickers. Her bottom hung a few feet above him and his heart seemed almost to be trying to rise out of his chest, drawn toward that magnificent moon that hung in his sky.
Jessica looked round and down, letting her eyes meet Ronan's. The anticipatory joy she saw shining there convinced her that she should do what she was about to do. "Open wide," she said, her voice soft and sultry. Ronan did, straining his mouth so wide he thought he might snap his own tendons. In that moment he honestly didn't care. Jessica lowered the soft flesh of her pert behind down, closing the gap inch by torturous inch. Down, down came her buttocks, her body, her hips. They were coming, she was coming and Ronan was ensnared by their approach. He felt as if his whole life had been lived in order to achieve this moment. The girl sat on his face. The girl settled more firmly. She closed her eyes, bit her lip and let go a short squirt of hot liquid. It hit the roof of Ronan's mouth, and he shot his tongue up to taste it. It was tangy and unique, unlike anything he had tasted before. He loved it instantly. Above him, Jessica concentrated, controlling her bladder. She let go another spurt, longer this time, and laughed to hear Ronan gulp it down. He was drinking her pee, her piss, the stuff that came from her. She felt how a Goddess feels. She was being humbly worshipped and adored by a man who wanted only to serve. "Here goes then," she thought.
Ronan suddenly received the full volume of her liquid release. Her pee filled his mouth. He had to swallow hard to keep up. Gulp after gulp after gulp he forced down into his own, now swollen belly. Minute after minute it came, until finally it stopped. Her flow became a dribble, then drips, then nothing.
Ronan was overwhelmed. Jessica lifted slightly, "Lick" she said pointing. Ronan did, collecting the last few drips. "Thanks," she said softly. Her fingers put her panty crotch back into place, before she sat back onto his face.