Originally Posted by busty_jessica_2
please do continue.. no more guys working for me? hmmm I need to change that..
why not post it AND submit it?
Pee Party, continued:
Jessica went to the intercom on the wall near the hot tub. “This is going to be great!” she said, as she pressed the button to activate the speaker. Soon a pleasant female voice answered.
“Oui, Madame?” It was the voice of Madeleine, one of the maids.
“Madeleine, round up the entire household staff. Bring them all out to the atrium, at once. Tout suite
“Oui, Madame!” said Madeleine, and hung up.
Jessica laughed. “Did you hear what she said? ‘Oui’ Madame! Soon it will be ‘Oui, oui!’ Ha!” She laughed her cute little ass off.
The two girls dangled their toes in the bubbling water of the hot tub while they waited. Beddy asked, “So, Jessie, how did you come to own this beautiful villa, anyway?”
“Oh, it was nothing,” said Jessica. “I met a rich French billionaire in Monte Carlo. I told him that I gave the best blowjobs in the world. He didn’t believe me; he said that if I gave him a better blowjob than his wife does, he’d give me the most beautiful villa in all of France. And here we are!”
“Wonderful!” said Beddy, clapping her hands. “And here comes the help!”
Indeed, the household staff was filing out from the house: Madeleine and Desiree, the maids; Beaufort the butler, Gaston the cook, Chauncey the gardener, and Devereaux the driver.
“Chop, chop, everyone!” yelled Jessica, clapping her hands smartly together. “Beddy and I need you to help us out with a new project. Gather round us.” Jessica and Beddy pulled their lounge chairs near one another, parallel, and a few feet apart. They lay themselves down, still naked, on their backs. “Madeleine, you stand over my head, and Desiree, you stand over Beddy’s head. And please lift your skirts, my dears.” The maids did so.
Jessica continued her instructions. “Beaufort and Gaston, you stand on either side of me. And Chauncey and Devereaux, you two stand on either side of Beddy. Get out your cocks, if you please.”
Soon everyone was in place. “Okay, everyone. Start peeing, if you don’t mind! Aim for our mouths, our hair, everywhere! The wetter you get us, the better!”
The household staff, very accustomed to their Mistress’s strange sexual practices and unusual requests, merely shrugged their French shoulders and started peeing. Madeleine held her skirt aloft near her chest, angled her hips, and unleashed her bladder. A steady stream of warm pungent piss was soon splashing in Jessica’s face. Jessica stretched open her mouth, greedily gulping and swallowing all that she could, enjoying the warmth, the flavor, and the pungent aroma. Meanwhile, Desiree was likewise hovering above Beddy’s face, and angled her own golden stream into the face of her target. Beddy squealed in delight, and reveled in the warm shower of pungent urine on her face, nose, and lips.
Beaufort and Gaston held their dicks in their hands, and let loose their own streams. They swung their meat hoses back and forth, aiming their yellow streams up and down Jessica’s beautiful, large-breasted body. They soaked her boobs, her stomach, her crotch, her legs, her feet, and then back up again. The pee splashed erotically off of Jessica’s delicate skin before falling to the tiles of the pool deck. Gaston, the cook, paid special attention to soaking Jessica’s trim patch of pubic hair. He was hoping to be able to lick it off later. Jessica was in heaven; wet, yellow heaven!
Over by Beddy’s lounger, Desiree was directing her sweet yellow stream of piss directly onto Beddy’s face. She waggled her hips slightly, watching the delicious fluid bounce off first one closed eye, and then the other. Then she angled it slightly to soak Beddy’s mouth, her nose, and finally, arcing her hips in a slow circling motion, forcing Beddy to nod her head back and forth, trying to catch as much of the golden reward in her mouth as possible!
Chauncey and Devereaux, like their compatriots at Jessica’s lounger, played their streams up and down Beddy’s body, like firemen trying to douse a churning inferno. Chauncey, the gardener, directed his stream back and forth between Beddy’s two succulent, heaving breasts, dousing her nipples, her mounds, and her ribcage, watching the obscene flow run down the voluptuous curves of her body, forming sensuous rivulets as it made its way down to the tiles of the deck. Devereaux, the driver, focused on her lower body, splashing up and down her legs and soaking her pussy. When she was thoroughly doused, he pinched his pee-hole tightly between his fingers, increasing the pressure of his stream, and aimed it directly at her pussy lips, trying to force them open with the pressure. He envisioned his large French cock entering her holiest of holies in the very near future, and wanted it suitably wet.
Both women swooned with pleasure at the wet, wild, wicked pleasure of the multiple streams of pee. They shuddered with pleasure, wiggled and wriggled in ecstasy, and flailed their arms uncontrollably. They swallowed all of the tasty bladder juice that they could, savoring the all-too fleeting pleasure of the all-out urine attack. Eventually, just before all six of the servants ran out of fuel, both women achieved thunderous orgasms, shuddering with pleasure and screaming in delight!
Beddy leapt up from her lounger, and flung herself on top of Jessica, mashing both pairs of their luscious boobies together. Her mouth sought Jessie’s, and their tongues danced, tasting their combined collections of pee. ‘Oh, thank you thank you thank you, Jessie! Your servants give great Golden Showers!” They kissed for a few moments, and then Beddy worked her way slowly down Jessica’s body, licking up the tasty urinary nectar from every delightful crevice of her host’s delightful flesh.
The six household servants stood nearby, watching the two lovers as they squealed in delight and licked sensuously at each other’s moist bodies. They shrugged their casual French shoulders. “Américains!
” they thought.