****** The Souvenir Bottle, Part 2 by Gwen Burke ******
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The Souvenir Bottle, Part 2


I lay on my bed regretting that I had to get up. My pussy was aching to be
touched, but I knew I had to start getting ready for school. My junior year had
been pretty lousy, because word of me being a "dyke" had gotten around, and I
was constantly being hit with insults. I looked longingly towards the Budweiser
bottle on my dresser, which has served as my dildo ever since the sleepover. I
brought it to my nose and took a whiff. It no longer smelled of beer. Instead,
it smelled of the musky odor of my pussy, over a year's worth of masturbation.
I reached my tongue out and licked the lip. The familiar taste of my pussy. I
had finally had enough.

"Fuck the school," I said out loud.

I rubbed the rim of the bottle around my pussy lips, getting it wet with my
juices. When it was well lubricated, I slowly pushed it into my pussy. At first
I had only used the neck, but after a few weeks I had managed to get almost the
entire body in, and my pussy was quite used to it now. I threw my head back in
pleasure, as I worked the glass bottle inside of me. I pulled it out and it
made a plop sound, and I licked the juice off it. I replaced the bottle with my
hand, shoving my fingers deep into my hole. I braced myself while I experienced
a mind shattering orgasm. I put the bottle back in its place, and got up.

"School is bullshit, I'm playing hooky," I said to nobody.

I got dressed in my sluttiest clothing. I looked in the mirror and evaluated
myself. My hair was a mess, but I would worry about that later. My mouth was
twisted in an evil smile. My tits perky and very exposed through my low cut
tank tap. No bra meant my nipples were just slightly visible. My firm stomach
exposed, and the rim of white panties around my hips lead to my cut off shorts,
which just slightly showed off the bottom of my ass cheeks in the back. Down my
bare legs, to a pair of sandals. I brushed my hair and threw on some make up,
and headed out the door.

I walked around the park, checking out all the people. I obtained many stares.
I walked by the beach, and was surprised to see quite a few people there so
early in the morning. I checked out a few studs and cute girls in skimpy
clothing. My pussy was aching for more. I found a port-a-pottie and figured it
was better than nothing. I went in and locked the door. It actually didn't
smell too bad. I pulled my shorts and panties down and sat down on the seat.
Somebody had peed on the seat, and it was cold on my ass cheeks. It sent a
shiver up my shine. I knew it was filthy, but I was getting turned on by having
some strangers pee on my ass. I began fingering my pussy, and it didn't take
long for me to cum. When I was finished, I began peeing all over my hand and
fingers. I got inspired and stood up, and directed my spray all over the place.
I peed on the door, on the seat, and on the floor. When I was done, I pulled my
panties and shorts up, which had both gotten pretty wet. I had another idea. I
took my panties off and dipped them down into the hole full of piss and shit. I
pulled them up and they looked disgusting. I pulled them on, and the cold piss
against my warm skin made me shiver. I pulled my shorts on, and stepped out of
the port-a-pottie.

I began walking again, and my soaking wet panties were beginning to show
through my shorts. People laughed, thinking I had peed my pants. Little did
they know that the piss between my legs was not mine. I felt so filthy, I began
getting hot again. My pussy was getting sore, and I knew I had to prolong
fingering it again. I stopped and bought a lemonade from a stand, and sat down
on a bench. When I had finished it, I was ready to pee again.

I considered just doing it in my pants, but I wanted something better.

I walked home, happy to find nobody there. I went into my room and picked up
the bottle. I dropped my pants and peed into the bottle.

"Is the bottle half empty or half full?" I asked myself.

I tipped the bottle back and took a sip.

"It'll be totally empty soon," I laughed.

I walked around my house as I enjoyed a combination taste of my own urine and
my own cum. The bottle was almost gone, so I stuck the head of it into my
pussy, and tipped it back. My piss filled my pussy, and leaked out onto the
floor. It felt so dirty having it running down my thighs. I threw my dirty
panties into the hamper, and pulled a new pair of shorts on, without putting on
fresh underwear.

"Time for more fun," I said, and stepped back outside.

I walked down to Erin's house. She was now graduated from High School. She was
still living with her folks, but they were almost always gone. We hadn't seen
each other as much since she finished school, and we barely ever had sex
anymore. She and Sara had a pretty tight relationship going, and neither of
them have casual sex anymore. I knew she would be happy to see me, and maybe
she'd be up for something.

I knocked on the door, and waited. She answered, and I smiled when I saw her.
She was wearing an outfit even sluttier than mine, and she wasn't even leaving
the house. Everybody these days wear shirts that show off the top of cleavage,
and low cut shorts that expose lots of leg. Erin was just the opposite. She
wore a shirt that was so high cut, you could see the bottoms of her tits, and
her shorts were so low cut you could see the tops of her pubes and the top of
her ass crack if she turned round.

"Terri!" She cried, and gave me a big hug.

"It's good to see you," I said, and ran my hands down her back and ass.

She kissed me softly on the lips and pulled me inside.

"Sara's not here, she's working," Erin said.

"Oh okay, I just stopped by to see how it was going. I'm playing hooky, so I
figured since I'm going to get in trouble anyway, I might as well have fun."

Erin pulled her shirt off over her head and smiled. Her tits bounced out, and
she rubbed her nipples softly. I went over to her and kissed her deeply, and
our tongues swirled around inside each other's mouths. Her hands ran down my
body and unbuttoned my shorts, and pulled them down.

Her fingers worked magic on my pussy, as I tugged softly on her nipples. She
now had 4 fingers inside me, pumping away at my pussy. I knew another orgasm
was close. She kissed down my neck and pulled my shirt off. I closed my eyes,
never wanting this to end. She kept kissing down and lapped her tongue at my
pussy.

"You really taste like piss, did you forget to wipe?" She asked.

I laughed and explained all of what I had done that day.

"You really are a sick slut, aren't you?" She asked.

I took it as more of a statement than a question.

"Do you want to come try a few things with me?" I asked her.

"I don't know, that's not really my thing. If you want to play pee games just
you and me I'm all for it, but strangers..."

"You'll like it, I promise," I said and tugged her arm.

She smiled and said okay, and we both got dressed. I led her back to my famous
port-a-pottie, and we made sure nobody was looking and we both stepped inside.

"There's no room in here," Erin said.

"I don't think they were meant for two," I replied and we both laughed.

"Now what?"

"Well," I said, "Do you have to pee?"

"Yeah I can."

"Just do it all over. The door, the floor, the seat, me, and yourself."

She grinned. We both took all our clothes off, and set them next to the seat.
She began peeing, and boy did she get it everywhere. There wasn't much room for
her turn around, but she directed her spray well and got it everywhere. She
finished by peeing on my hip and letting it run down my legs. I went next, and
peed all over the place. I got her back by peeing directly on her pussy, and we
both laughed.

"Did that get you hot at all?" I asked her.

"Actually, a little bit."

I reached out and fingered her a little bit. I dipped my hand down into the
hole, and shoved my piss-covered fingers inside her. She moaned, leaned back
against the wall. While I was distracted working on her pussy, she reached into
the hole and picked up a big chunk of shit, and plopped it right on my left
tit. I shrieked and took it and smacked it across her face. We laughed and had
a shit war. I managed to get her foot and dunked most of her leg into the shit
filled hole. She yelled and rubbed it off onto my clothes.

"No!" I yelled, and threw her clothes in the hole.

"AHHH!" She screamed and pulled them out.

By now we were both covered in shit and piss, and so were our clothes. We got
dressed in the soaking clothing, and stepped out. As you can imagine, there was
quite a crowd all staring at us. A few laughed, but most turned away in
disgust. We looked at each other and laughed. Our faces and arms and legs were
smeared in brown shit, and we were dripping wet with piss. We ran back to my
house, and got in the shower together. We soaped each other up, and cleaned
each other. She pinned me against the wall and kissed me deeply.

My hands ran down her back and cupped her ass, and my fingers pushed lightly
against her anus. She sighed and relaxed, and my finger penetrated her asshole.
I fingered it slowly, swirling it around inside her. I pulled my finger out and
brought it to my mouth, licking her shit off it. She reached back with one hand
and fingered her own asshole, and with her other hand she reached behind me and
did the same to mine. Then she took both shit-covered fingers and put them in
her mouth and sucked them clean. We kissed again, and got out of the shower. We
then went back to my room still naked, and fooled around on the bed. She used
the bottle on me, which still had a little bit of my piss left in it. I took it
out of my pussy and pushed it against her anus. It was already loose, so the
neck of the bottle slid in nicely. I fucked her with it for a few minutes, then
took it out and shoved it inside her pussy. She moaned with pleasure, and
pulled at her own nipples. I pulled it in and out of her, and twisted it
around. I knew she was loving every minute of it. I took the bottle out and
licked her shit and cum off it. She laid me back on the bed and got into a 69
position over me.

I drove my tongue into her pussy, and she lapped away at mine. When we had both
came again, we laid there in each other's arms.

"I bet you're glad you didn't go to school today," Erin said with a smile.

I laughed and kissed her lips softly.

"Pissing on you has been much more fun than learning my ABC's," I said.

She smiled and we went to sleep, naked, in each other's arms.


Gwen

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