“Ooh, I really need the loo!”, Amy muttered, shuffling in her seat. Halfway through social studies, and stuck with the strictest teacher in the world, she had no chance of escape. She fidgeted and squirmed, being reprimanded repeatedly by Mrs Grant. The clock ticked slowly, each second torturous. Eventually she realised she has no other option, and slowly raised her hand. “Mrs Grant, could I possibly… leave to use the bathroom?” she quietly asked, with little hope. “You should have gone at breaktime!” barked Mrs Grant, and turned back to the board. Amy struggled through five more minutes of agonising self control. Her bladder was fit to burst, and her genitals clenched and unclenched repeatedly in a vain effort to contain her pee. All of a sudden, she reached her limit, jumped up, and shot out of the door. The bathroom was just around the corner, but she knew she wouldn’t make it in time. As she rounded the corner, she felt a trickle run down her leg. A trickle that soon turned to a gushing yellow stream of juices, soaking her and running down into her socks. She made it to the bathroom, then collapsed on the floor, sobbing with humiliation and pain. Wallowing in her own indignity, she didn’t realise another girl coming out of a cubicle, observing the scene with pity. “Let me help you clean that up”, the girl said, helping Amy into a sitting position. “I’m Kellie.”
“Thank you” Amy sniffed, wiping her face with piss drenched hands. “That’s ok” Kellie replied, “I may as well”. Amy stood, and untied the sodden jumper hanging around her waist. She was shaking so hard she couldn’t undo the buttons on her shirt. “Here, let me” volunteered Kellie, pulling her PE kit out of her bag. “You can wear this.” She came over and unbuttoned Amy’s shirt, stained yellow at the bottom. She gently took off her shoes then rolled down her socks. Carefully unbuckling Amys skirt, she let in fall to the ground then proceeded to wash her with water from the sink. She started at the ankles, moving further and further up. As she reached the inside of Amy’s thighs, Amy let out a little gasp. “Does that feel good?” Kellie enquired curiously. “Does it feel good when I do this?” She stroked the inner thigh, then moved to the back and onto Amy’s round butt. Amy said nothing, merely caught between lust and embarrassment. “I’ll take that as a yes then” said Kellie, grinning. She slipped down Amy’s panties and stroked around her shaven pussy, drawing little shapes on her skin. Slowly she moved inside the outer lips and began to caress Amy’s tight opening. She eased her onto the vanity desk, and spread her legs wide. “Wow, your piss smells so good…” Kellie began to lick gently up Amy’s thighs, teasing her. “But it tastes even better.” Soon her nimble tongue reached Amy’s vulva and she began to explore it. Amy murmured slowly, enticed by this new experience. Kellie licked all around Amy’s pussy, exploring every nook and cranny before moving on to the clitoris. She teased her with a few gentle flicks, then pulled away. Amy made an incomprehensible noise, feeling utterly pathetic and at the mercy of this girl she barely knew. Kellie became more forceful. “Stand up!” she ordered, giving Amy the PE kit – a short blue skirt and a white t-shirt. “But there are no panties!” Amy cried. Kellie grinned before replying, “I know. You can either wear your wet, piss stained ones… or you can go without.” After a moment of deliberation, Amy dropped the sodden pants and pulled on the PE kit. “I’ll take your clothes. Come to my house, after school, to collect them. Here’s my address.” Nodding meekly, Amy left for PE just as the bell went.

After school, Kellie sat alone in her room. My God, Amy had such an amazing body. She was a virgin, too. You could tell. The soiled clothes sat in a bag at the end of her bed, giving off a pungent aroma. The mere smell was arousing her. She slipped her hand down her pants and began gently circling her clitoris. Her pussy was dripping with the anticipation of seeing Amy again. The doorbell rang, and she strolled downstairs to get it. Outside was Amy, looking rather sheepish. She had showered, and smelled vaguely of shampoo. As Kellie led her upstairs, she observed that, having drunk a lot of water specially, her bladder was beginning to feel full. Amy sat on the edge of the bed. “So, shall we start where we left off?” Amy was rapidly becoming more confident, despite her shy appearances. Kellie sat down next to her and pulled off her own, and then Amy’s t-shirts. Amy had cute, perky C cup breasts, and Kellie could not resist playing with them, pulling at the nipples and licking them. Soon, her excitement overcame her, and she stripped the two of them to their panties, before slipping her hand down Amy’s and playing a little with her pussy. To her surprise, she was really wet. Enticed, Kellie slipped off Amy’s panties and spread her legs, taking a minute to smell the aroma of her juices. She began to flick her tongue over Amy’s clitoris, which by now was engorged and very sensitive. After a few flicks, she felt Amy tense up and heard her moaning. Rather than bring her to climax just yet, she slipped two fingers inside her vagina. Amy’s response was to reach down and finish herself off, coming to an amazing orgasm. She even squirted a little, with the help of Kellie’s finger fucking. She lay for a few moments, enjoying the post orgasmic contractions, before Kellie straddled her chest and told Amy to lick her clit. She obeyed. My God was she good! Soon Kellie was in ecstasy, waves of pleasure engulfing her. Amidst the licking, she realised that by now she actually really needed to pee. “Kellie, will you please piss on me?” The request took Kellie completely by surprise, but she was only too happy to comply. Going up on her knees, she released a flow of golden piss all over Amy, soaking her for the second time that day. Amy couldn’t contain her excitement. Her pussy was tingling and her nipples were hard as rocks. She pulled Kellie into a scissor position, and began to finger them both together. Suddenly she heard a low hum; Kellie had a vibrator. She pushed it between the two of them so it touched both of their clits at once. The tension in Kellie’s pussy was incredible. Her back arched, and soon the two girls were orgasming together, their juices mixing as they held each other and touched each other. It was a long, hard climax, and both were exhausted. They lay back on the bed together.
“We need to see each other more often” Kellie whispered.