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This story was written for Lightweaver. It contains F/F sexual acts between consenting adults, also watersports/omorashi and public naughtiness. :3

Where the Water Flows Free - Part Four

It had taken all of Trish's restraint not to drag Alisi back to her and Mika's hotel room after their fun in the club. Indeed had they not all been so fatigued from the potent passions they had shared at the Fountain, it would have been almost inevitable that a whole night of lewd indulgence between the trio would have taken place. Instead though, after acquiring a pair of Fountain branded shorts for the cougar to walk home in, her own urine-soaked jeans and panties carried in a plastic carrier bag alongside her, they had left the club hand in hand in hand. They stood in the cool night air, traded phone numbers, embraced, kissed deeply, and parted ways.

Of course, Trish and Mika hadn't even reached their hotel before both their phones buzzed. The first message, sent to both of them in unison, was simple and brief.

'Thank you.'

The second, following about a minute later, was a little longer.

'Seriously. Thank you. You have no idea how much I needed this. How long I've been waiting for a chance to do this.'

After that, responding with joy and thanks of their own to Alisi, the two lovers found their phones silent as they concluded their walk back to the hotel. Hand in hand they wandered through the lobby and into the elevators, blushing slightly as upon leaving the fresher, cool outdoor air and entering the enclosed space of that metal box they were able to smell the scent of urine upon one another's fur and of course emanating rather strongly from the bag in Trish's grasp. Thankfully no-one else was aboard the elevators this late at night, and indeed they didn't encounter another soul between there and their room.

They barely stepped through the door before stripping off every last stitch of their clothing, blushing and smiling at one another as they regarded the other woman's bare body while padding into the suite's bathroom. Trish filled the sink with hot water and dunked her urine stained clothes into them, not wishing to let the scent set into the denim nor wishing to take them to be laundered while rife with the obvious signs and scents of her piss. Mika meanwhile turned on the shower, but waited on the outside edge of its doorway until Trish joined her, turning round to embrace the cougar tenderly before stepping back into the cubicle, pulling the taller, older woman in with her.

As they stepped under the water's warm, rushing flow and felt their fur and flesh being cleansed, they began to kiss. Not the passionate, wild making out they had shared together and with Alisi at the club, but slow, languid, deeply intimate smooches which were every bit as much about the eyes as they were about the lips. Hands roamed across one another's bodies half in an effort to touch and enjoy the curves and the trembling, bare flesh of their lover, half to simply aid in washing their partner rather than leaving it for the other woman to do themselves. They soaped up their paws with shower gel hanging from a hook below the showerhead itself, vanilla scented and oh so frothy when worked into a lather.

They cleaned arms and legs, shoulders, necks, faces. Trish stood against Mika's back, massaging the sweet scented bubbles into her lover's breasts, murmuring as she felt the vixen's nipples growing firm beneath her touch, but made no further mention of it as she moved down and slowly rubbed gentle, soothing circles in the soaking wet fluff of Mika's belly. In much the same way Mika soon found herself caressing and cleaning any remaining trace of stale urine from her lover's thighs, and though she felt the flesh of the cougar's upper legs tremble as her fingers traced upwards towards the apex of those limbs, she resisted the urge to follow through and reach any higher. For now, at least.

Only when they were both as clean and sweet-scented from the rich vanilla shower gel as could be did the lovers turn face to face once more, leaning into a mutually tender embrace. Mika's head laid itself down upon the taller cougar's shoulder, and in return Trish rested her head upon the vixen's own. She stroked her clawed fingers through Mika's hair, murmuring happily as Mika played with her ears, scratching behind them before stroking them delicately from base to tip. They indulged not in the lewd and passionate way they so often did, but in the more intimate, potent romantic love that had grown between them since they were first united in their shared urges.

Eventually, though technically they knew they could have stood their all night and gotten every cent's worth of their money from the hotel as the hot water continued to flow on and on, the two lovers stepped out of the shower and shut it off. They purred, growled and sighed happily as they dried one another off with a pair of frankly rather huge hotel towels, before playfully wrapping just one of those towels around both their bodies together and manoeuvring through into the main body of the hotel suite. They tumbled to the bed with arms wrapped around one another yet again, giggling as they crawled up to the top of the bed and dived under the sheets, embracing anew once there. They beamed as they lay upon their sides, hands caressing their partner beneath the bedding, toes brushing against one another, noses touching.

"I love you."

There were times in their relationship when that word was whimpered in desperation. Times when it was screamed in ecstasy. Times when it was spoken with guilt or sorrow after a fight, or in frustration to show that even though offense had been caused, they knew it would pass. There were a thousand different ways and a million different reasons for Mika and Trish to speak those words to one another, each of them as honest and genuine as all the rest. The kind of love they spoke of now though, in that very moment, was perhaps their absolute favourite. Not spoken in a frenzy of pleasure, not forced or expected or in any way necessary at all. Right then as they murmured those words to one another in almost perfect unison, they did so almost without thinking. Almost without realising it until they felt their lips moving.

This love they felt for one another was so deeply ingrained, so instinctive and natural, it sprang forth from the very core of their being.

They kept looking at one another. Smiling. Staring. Admiring and adoring. They did so even as their eyes grew heavy and the motions of their hands fondly caressing the other woman they loved grew slow and sluggish. Whether they intended to do more that night, to make love, to talk, it really didn't matter in those moments. All that mattered was how good they felt resting in one another's arms, and how good they continued to feel right up to the moment when sleep finally claimed them.

*********

The sun was already streaming in through the balcony's glass doors when Trish awoke the following morning, though it wasn't the dazzling sunshine nor the warmth against the blankets that roused the cougar from her slumber. Instead, she awoke to and because of a sound that never failed to draw her attention. The nearby sound of Mika moaning. With her eyes fluttering open and the world sliding into view around her as sleep faded away, Trish found herself staring at a side table and a stretch of wall beyond it, the interior wall of the suite's bathroom. It took her mind a few moment's to catch up with her body's wakeful state before she realised that she had rolled over in the night, placing Mika behind her. The cougar didn't immediately roll over to regard her lover though, instead simply choosing to listen as another low, ragged moan escaped the vixen's maw.

"A-ahh..."

Trish's ears perked as she felt a slight, subtle motion of the covers that had sunk down at some point during the night and were now covering her only from mid-stomach and down. Occasionally she heard the soft rustle of fur against cotton, and there were moments where she could feel the firm mattress quivering slightly beneath her. It was often in those moments that she heard Mika moan, betraying almost without doubt to the older woman that her lover was masturbating. For a little while longer she listened in silence, revelling in the gasps and whimpers escaping the vixen. She indulged in the sound and feel of Mika shuffling and squirming in pleasure, and the oh so occasional bursts of more rapid and audible action followed by a lull as her lover seemed to drive herself towards a peak only to hold back, to keep herself worked up rather than actively striving to reach and crest her peak.

It was after maybe two or three minutes, perhaps a little longer, when Trish felt the covers being lifted. Not purposefully lifted off of her own body, but raised or moved by Mika in a way that also affected the sheets draped over the cougar. She smiled, expecting to hear more urgent, frenzied ministrations of a second hand perhaps being added to aid proceedings, wondering perhaps if Mika was lifting the sheets in order to aid the likelihood of her hearing and waking up to the sound of slick fingers moving rapidly in and out of a wet, hot pussy. Instead however, Trish heard something she had most definitely not been expecting. A faint flash accompanied by the digitised click and whirr of a camera, of Mika's phone's camera, taking a picture. Only then did the sounds of fingers against intimate flesh resume, and about thirty seconds after that there came the melodic tinkling of an incoming text message.

"Oohh... f-fuck, yes..."

That was all Trish could take, hearing Mika moan loudly and shamelessly in response to whatever she had just received. The cougar made no attempt to appear as though she was was only just waking up, rolling over on the spot with an eyebrow already raised and her face twisted playfully in a giddy, knowing and yet equally curious smirk. If Mika had been surprised to see that she was in fact awake though, the vixen didn't show it. Indeed only joy registered upon her face as she thrust her phone towards Trish, using her free hands to pull the covers down and entirely off of both of them as soon as the cougar took the device from her and peered at the screen.

Upon the phone's display there were few words despite the text messaging app being open. Instead there were pictures. Not just the one that she had only just recently heard Mika take, but as she scrolled back a little a series of seven, eight, nine more pictures in total. Four from Mika, and five from the same person who was now receiving those progressively more and more lewd, masturbatory images of the vixen. Trish growled happily at the sight of Alisi's first selfie, the text accompanying it much longer form than any of those that followed.

'Good Morning. I hope this isn't too forward, but after last night, I wouldn't forgive myself for not taking the chance...'

The words lay proudly beneath an image of Alisi lying back in what was likely her own bed, body bare and visible from the chubby curves of her belly upward. She was blushing visibly beneath her beautiful grey and white fur coat, and it took a moment for Trish to realise that the lack of glasses upon her face was why she looked so different, even more exposed and vulnerable than she was by the visible curve of her bountiful breasts.

The image below that was Mika's first reply. A similar selfie, only taken from a low angle upon her stomach so that the vixen was peering down over her own breasts towards the camera. She had her tongue out, and her eyes were shining playfully.

Below that, Alisi sent a similarly intimate yet playful image of her supporting her large breasts with her own head bowed towards them, as though intending to nuzzle at or even attempt to feed upon one of her own firm, pink nipples. Then a second image about a minute later by the time stamp, the first to get more overtly intimate and the next to have words accompanying it, not that they were truly needed to interpret its meaning.

'I've been thinking about you both.'

The image was of Alisi's thighs in a V, though sadly with the bottom cut off. What rested between that V however was a pair of the husky's fingers, interwoven with glistening strands of what was obviously and undeniably potent, liquid arousal.

From that point onward the messages were text free, but their content required no explanation. The two women had been sharing images of their mutual masturbation, growing progressively more lewd and confident in their back-and-forth as their pleasure increased. Mika's latest picture showed her two fingers between her legs, knees propping up the bedding to allow her other hand to capture an image of her pussy as she pleasured it feverishly. The image was partially blurred not because the hand holding the camera had been shaking, but because the action shot had captured the vixen's fingers in a frenzy of urgent, pleasure-giving motion. A motion which was continuing even now as Mika watched Trish scroll back and forth through those photos.

"I... ahh.. I heard your phone buzz when I got the first message too. I wish I'd woken you up then. Can you imagine what it would have done to her if we'd both been sending her messages?"

The vixen's voice was a little strained, more than a little in fact as she talked while masturbating without pause. She moaned loudly as Trish scooted closer to her, rolling over onto her back and spreading her own legs, hooking her left over Mika's right. Holding Mika's phone in her left hand, positioning it between the pair of them so they could both see the screen, Trish's right paw fell between her own legs. She tilted her head to the side, nuzzling and growling tenderly to Mika, and grazed her already aching clit. The vixen growled and nuzzled back, but before they could tilt their heads any further and get caught up in the kiss they both could feel coming, the phone chimed once again within Trish's grasp.

Both women's eyes widened in joy, and their mouths fell open as they groaned together, hands moving suddenly faster, more desperately upon their respective nether regions. The latest picture from the husky came from an entirely new angle, with Alisi having seemingly scrambled up onto all fours, lowering her head and shoulders to the bedding once more while stretching her hind legs out straight to lift her rear end. Her legs were straight but spread wide open and apart, and the camera was taking its shot from below, capturing the view of her other hand spreading her lips wide open beneath plump buttocks while the blur of her tail wagged furiously in the background. Her pussy glistened lewdly in the morning sunlight, and her thick thighs were streaked with the same wetness.

A strained yelp of longing escaped Mika as Trish dropped her arm holding the phone and began to move, the vixen clearly not ready to stop looking at that intoxicating image quite yet. Trish just smiled however, giggling as she tossed the phone quickly from one hand to the other, moving it out of Mika's range.

"Wanna send her a picture to drive her wild, puddle? Wanna make sure the next picture we get is one of the stains on her sheets from where she lost control?"

With a thick, desperate grunt, Mika concurred. The cougar purred loudly, scrambling to her knees and crawling not away from but closer still to the vixen, straddling her and pushing her knees down before shamelessly, teasingly dragging the other woman's paw out from between her legs. The last thing she wanted to do however was to see Mika denied pleasure, so rather rapidly her own body replaced those fingers. She scooted into position against the younger woman, entwined their legs around one another, and gasped happily as within seconds she felt her own damp pussy pressing itself to Mika's far more aroused, soaking wet crotch.

"Let's see how she feels about this..."

Trish took not one but several snapshots with the phone's camera as she rolled her hips and ground her pussy gently against Mika's own, the physical pleasure not exactly out of this world but the sheer arousal and eroticism of the act driving them both almost crazy enough to make up for it. Only when she had captured the perfect image however, displaying the pink flesh of their outer lips grinding together and the protruding flesh of their clitoral hoods in close, intimate contact with a suitable sheen of arousal, did she turn her attention towards the wording of the message. It only took the more experienced, confident cougar a few seconds before her eyes lit up, and she began to type furiously with both hands for a moment or two.

She turned it to Mika, giggling as she read the vixen's face for her approval. Sure enough, her lover's eyes widened in pure delight. Such a simple message. So simple it was practically cliché. And yet, obvious or not, it was the perfect fit for this very moment.

Trish hit send, and began to grind more forcefully against her lover's pussy as together they gasped, moaned, and waited with baited breath for a response.

'Wish you were here.'

Sure enough, one followed less than a minute later. No picture this time, but the words more than made up for the lack of visual stimulation.

'I wish I was too.'

Peering down over her phone as she showed the response to the vixen, Trish pressed her hips down more forcefully against Mika's own. Together the two women moaned with pleasure and longing in equal parts, and without a word their free hands rose up at almost the exact same moment, fingers lacing through one another and locking together as the pace of their shared pleasure picked up to an ever more rapid and ever more pleasant degree.

Mika shuddered as she stared up at her lover, the cougar's whole body gyrating as she rocked against the vixen's own pussy, her breasts bouncing and shifting upon her chest with each thrust of her torso.

"T-tell her... mhh... oh god, tell her to pick a bar. S-somewhere to meet us, l-later today."

Trish nodded, and with the one hand clutching at the phone began to slowly, shakily type out the required message. Mika wasn't yet done though, continuing to moan up at the cougar as she thrust her hips upwards, pressing back against each and every stroke of her girlfriend's hips against hers.

"Tell her w-we... we hope she'll make sure she's hydrated when she meets us. But that all that really matters is that she's there."

Nodding in eager agreement, muzzle hanging open slightly, panting audibly as the pleasure between hers and Mika's legs began to build and build the more they rocked together, Trish smiled as she added on a thought of her own.

"I will. A-and... I'll tell her that if she's impatient in the meantime, she can just watch this a few dozen times."

Mika giggled, looking up at the cougar with eager curiosity.

"Look at wha-..."

Her voice trailed off as the phone chimed again, not with the tone of a received message nor the mimicking sound of a camera's whirr. The dual chime of a video recording commencing rang out through the hotel room, and as the camera lingered upon Mika's grinning, flushed face for a few moments before darting down in a blur to view their rocking, grinding, glistening loins, the vixen moaned pleadingly not to Trish, but to Alisi. She imagined the husky watching this video with wide eyes and fingers already buried in her sopping wet pussy, and let loose a pleading, hungry growl.

"Cum for us, Alisi."

Not turning the camera away from their grinding loins, Trish let slip a deep, rumbling purr of her own in agreement.

"Do it. O-ohh... pretty pup, cum for me and Mika. Please."

The video kept on recording. The two women passed it back and forth between them, capturing their own view of things, of their lover's own face twisting and contorting in ever greater pleasure over the coming minutes. All the while they whimpered, they moaned, and they begged Alisi as though she were right there with them, imagining and hoping that soon she truly would be.

"Cum with us!"

"Ah. Ahhh! Puddle. Puppy! I... I'm gonna... yes!"

"Ohhhh, s-she's doing it... she's... I'm! Ahhyesss! Fuck, c-cumming! Alisi!"

*********

Needless to say, Alisi was bright red in the face when she walked through the doors of the hotel bar that afternoon. The husky walked with the gait of a woman who had spent a substantial portion of the day shamelessly and repeatedly pleasuring herself, and on top of that a woman who had resisted the urge to use the restroom after doing so. Nevertheless, she broke from a walk into what was practically an outright run as soon as she saw Trish and Mika seated at a table in the bar's outdoor area, the sun still high in the sky but their bodies protected from its intense rays by a large parasol attached to the table. They were on their feet to greet her in moments, and swallowed the plump husky up in a two sided embrace from which she didn't emerge for more than a minute.

They sat together for quite some time, talking for the most-part, but not avoiding drinks either. Rich fruity cocktails lacking in the alcoholic punch of the prior night's cider but sweet, delicious and oh so refreshing delighted their senses while they spoke, getting to know one another in whatever ways they had failed to the prior night. All the while though, as Trish and Mika told the husky of how they had met and their lives before that fateful online encounter, all three were very much aware of an unspoken tension at the table. Not an unpleasant tension by any means, but the slight squirming, the slight uncontrollable shifting and constant, subtle motions of not one, not two, but three women who all needed to use the restroom, but for whatever reasons were holding on instead.

"S-so, Trish was your first? L-like... like the two of you were for me?"

They were about two drinks into their conversation, the sun just beginning to sink towards the horizon and a wonderful red hue beginning to bath the outdoor area within which they were seated, when Alisi posed that question to Mika. The vixen beamed and nodded, albeit blushing slightly beneath her rich, rusty red fur.

"Yeah. A-actually, she wasn't just my first time exploring... t-that. She was my first. I'd fooled around before. I'd done all sorts of stuff with her and other people online. But, Trish... it wasn't like I was waiting for her or anything. It was just... once she came into my life, t-there was no question about it. I just knew I didn't have to hold back any more. Anything she wanted to share with me, I wanted to give."

Trish's face burned brightly beneath her own fur, the cougar giggling bashfully.

"I'm so lucky that you felt that way. And... honestly, Alisi, I'm really glad you did, too. When you say we were your first though, and please, tell me to shut up if I'm asking too much... did you mean your first time exploring what we shared last night? O-or..."

All three women were blushing brightly as Alisi joined the other two in doing so, peering down at her drink and shuffling slightly where she was seated. Trish gasped, and Mika let slip a soft moan under her breath. In a moment, both women had one of the plump husky's paws clutched in their own.

"I... I don't know what made me go to the club yesterday. Why I felt strong enough to get that far, f-far enough for you to find me. I've never... I mean... t-to be honest, I'm not even... out, y'know? My family. My friends. They think I'm just a bit of a nerd. That no-one's tried to date me. No boys, anyway. As for the other thing, I used to read stories. Fanfictions, y'know. It's stupid, but... I read a couple one day, years back. I read a story about a guy who drank soda in a movie theatre, a-and... the story was so detailed about how he was determined not to miss the movie. To wait, even though the feelings were getting stronger. And stronger. So strong that before he knew it, h-he was letting go... right there in his seat, praying no-one would notice. The feelings they wrote about him having in that story, I'd been having those same feelings. Wishing I could do what he did in the movie theatre other places. I thought I was a freak. I thought I was the only person in the world who felt that way. But after I read that story... I knew. I started exploring more. It gave me words to search with. Wetting. Omorashi. W-watersports. Desperation. I had a vocabulary for it. A way to find more. A-and... more."

She shuddered more intensely than before, and felt the two women sitting across the table from her squeeze tighter at her hands.

"After that, I told myself that one day I'd find someone. I... I watched videos. I chatted with people. I even wrote some stories of my own, sharing fantasies I'd had as though they were something that had actually happened to another person. But, until yesterday. Until I met you two... I'd only ever gone as far as I wanted to in my head. I'd never even kissed another woman, a-and... the closest I've ever come to losing control that way was letting myself go in the shower or bathtub after spending the day drinking loads of water, o-or in the ocean, swimming with friends."

Still the hands upon hers squeezed tighter, and Alisi beamed as she squeezed back at the two other women.

"Until yesterday. Even if we'd never spoken again. Even if you'd given me fake numbers or I'd never summoned up the courage to call you... I would never be able to thank you enough for what you shared with me. For how many dreams you made come true."

Mika smiled warmly, shaking her head towards the husky.

"We'd never have given you a fake number. Last night was just as wonderful for me and Trish as it was for you, because you were a part of it. Right, Trish?"

The cougar growled happily.

"Puddle's right. And, if you hadn't texted us this morning, don't think we wouldn't have gotten in touch. We don't just go around picking up beautiful women wherever we take a holiday. If one of us likes someone the way we like you... never mind both of us, that's something special. You're something special, Alisi."

A bashful, undeniably happy whine escaped the husky as she squirmed in embarrassment and her ever growing, ever present need to use the restroom once more. Rather than thanking the two women before her yet again though, or responding in turn with yet another compliment to them, she tilted her head to one side, smiling warmly.

"I... I heard you use that name earlier too. In the video. It's cute."

Trish grinned. Mika turned scarlet beneath her fur. That name was their name, and now that she thought about it, Alisi was probably the first person who knew them to actually hear that nickname and understand its relevance. Over the time she'd spent with Trish a few people had probably heard it be screamed through a wall or something like that, but only the husky knew for sure why that name never failed to make her smile when it was uttered.

"I..."

Alisi started to talk again, but her voice trailed off and her eyes fell downward, as though suddenly nervous. Even the hands squeezing at hers so reassuringly didn't seem able to coax her into talking, at least not until their owners withdrew them, forcing the husky to glance nervously upwards as the two other women rose from their seats. They crossed around the edge of the table, the sun now a rich red as it fell over the bay, the hotel and the quiet outdoor space in which they had spent this time together.

"You came out of the closet. You shared your most intimate wishes with not just one, not just two, but a whole club full of people. You made two women so, so happy... and so fucking horny for you. Alisi, whatever you want to say, don't be scared. Not when you're talking to us."

Mika spoke first, turning the husky towards her and wrapping Alisi up in a brief, tight hug before giggling and spinning her round upon the spot once more to face Trish.

"I always want my puddle to be able to talk to me. To tell me anything she wants, anything she feels. And... now, I... we both want our puppy to be able to do the same."

Alisi shook like a leaf as she glanced back and forth between the two older women.

"H-how do you know I wasn't just gonna say something stupid. A joke, s-some dumb comment that makes no sense."

The two other women looked at one another, then back at her with a knowing smile. Neither spoke, because neither had to. Alisi flushed crimson beneath her soft fur. They knew. Just like they'd known to come up to her, just like they'd known to trust her and how to make her trust them, they knew.

It wasn't about them, they were willing to give her the world and then some if at all possible. Now, if she wanted to reach out and grab what it was that she had wanted since she had first discovered these feelings, both for women and the loss of control that came alongside a deliciously full, achingly swollen bladder, it fell upon her to do so on her own terms.

"When I heard you screaming to each other in the video. W-when I heard you calling her name, Trish, a-and when I heard you both call out to me... p-puppy... I wanted to be with you right then. To be in your arms. Fuck. In your bed. To watch you grind on each other, t-to... to stick my face between your bodies and... and lick, a-and eat, and make you cum so fucking hard. I... f-fuck... I came fucking six times this morning, watching that moment over, a-and over. Six. And I could have gone on longer. I wanted to. But... w-what I really wanted right then, it wasn't to watch you. To listen to a recording of you screaming my name. I wanted to be there. I wanted to... to watch in person, and... I still want that. I still want so, so badly to see you two together. To be there. To watch, a-and to be a part of it. To see you lose control, a-and to give it up myself at last. Not for an evening. N-not for a little while in a fantasy or a dream or a story. I want to fall asleep out of control. Wake up out of control. I know this is your holiday, a-and I know that no matter what we shared together last night, I can't just waltz into your relationship, n-no matter how kind and open you have been with me already. But... you want me to be honest? To tell you what I want?"

Staring wide eyed, awe-struck and giddy, the vixen and mountain lion nodded.

"I want to spend a night with you. A w-whole wild, out of control, unrestrained night. Just one. J-just one incredible night, to remember for the rest of my life. Can I do that? Can we do that? P-please? Oh... oh god... please?"

The smiles upon Trish and Mika's muzzles faded. The awe left their eyes and was instead replaced by deep, genuine concern.

They stared at the husky as the colour drained from her cheeks, and shook their heads just as they had nodded before.

"No."

Trish murmured sincerely.

"God no."

Mika whimpered, as though shocked at the very idea.

Alisi's heart skipped a beat in terror. In dismay. In humiliated fear and sorrow. But just one beat. Just a single moment, before Mika flung herself forward into the husky's arms and kissed her deeply, driving away all those worries and lifting her higher, higher with joy than Alisi had ever felt her heart soar before.

"One night? O-one fucking night, Alisi? Fuck no. Did you not listen? Didn't you hear us? W-we... we fucking care about you. So no, dumb puppy, you can't just stay with us for just one night."

Trish plucked Alisi from Mika's arms and stole an embrace, not to mention a deep kiss of her very own before continuing what the vixen had started to say.

"But you can stay with us tonight. Not the only night, but, the first night. The first of... god, puppy. The first of what I hope will be so many, there's not even any point in trying to keep count."

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Alisi both giggled and gasped as she tumbled to the bed in Trish's embrace, feeling her bladder jolt at the sudden inversion of her balance and forcing herself to clamp her legs together as a wave of intense need, the need for release and to empty her bladder, swamped her mind. It passed in a moment though, not gone but forgotten as the cougar straddled her smaller, rounded frame with a growl and kissed her deeply. They were still locked in that makeout as the husky felt another pair of hands upon her midsection, hooking around the waistband of the shorts she was wearing and tugging them down, rendering her lower half naked as panties were tugged down in the same swift, eager motion.

Off came Trish's top, unbuttoned by Alisi and peeled away from the cougar by Mika from behind. They rolled over, cat and dog whimpering together in delight, and as Alisi's t-shirt was peeled away to leave her in nothing but her bra, the plump figure of her torso exposed fully to the other two women for the first time, Trish and Mika let loose a simultaneous growl of lust.

"You're... a-ahh... beautiful..."

The cougar moaned as Alisi's muzzle secured itself around one of her breasts, peering up over the husky to see Mika taking the initiative and stripping off her own clothes close by, eyes locked upon Alisi's ass where it jiggled along with the frantic wagging of her tail. It didn't take long for Alisi's head to rise though, face flushed and muzzle open, panting heavily as she looked to Trish, then back over her shoulder to Mika before crawling off the cougar's trembling, still far too clothed body.

"This morning, w-when you sent me that video, I'd never seen anything so beautiful. I... I'd give anything... anything to see that in person. To see you two... t-together."

Both the other women looked at Alisi in surprise, delighted but undeniably shocked by such a confident and forward proposal from the shy, until recently virgin husky. Indeed a split-second later Alisi herself seemed to have the same realisation, slapping both hands over her muzzle to stifle a yelp of embarrassment.

"I... I mean, if you wanted to. Oh god, I wasn't t-trying to... I know that you should do w-what you want to do, it's not all about me... a-and... ohh god... oh... oh!"

Her shameful frustration soon abated however as she watched Mika seeming to ignore her self-flagellation and instead pulling off the last of Trish's clothes, rendering the entirety of their trio nude aside from her own bra. She watched, the hand that had been covering her muzzle drifting down her chest, unhooking the front-fastened clasp of her final item of clothing and continuing to sink lower as she cast her bra aside. By the time it reached the apex of her thighs Trish was lying atop Mika, the two women top-to-tail upon the bed and nibbling, kissing at one another's inner thighs while keeping one eye teasingly, lustily focused upon Alisi to gauge her reaction.

Trish was the first to throw her head back as with a growl of longing Mika stopped holding back, burying her face between her lover's legs and beginning to hungrily eat her out, lapping at her already glistening, flushed pussy and suckling with intense pressure upon the cougar's swollen, throbbing clitoris. The mountain lion screamed in ecstasy, clawing at the bedding beneath her for a few moments in utter blissful madness before she regained any semblance of control. Her eyes, wild and heavy lidded all at once, fell upon Alisi once more, growling as she saw the husky hunched over where she knelt, half rocking back and forth, half bobbing up and down as she rode two of her own fingers to the sight before her.

"Tell me what to do."

The cougar growled, grinning toothily. She watched Alisi's eyes bulge and the husky shake her head in embarrassment once more, but just a handful of seconds later she heard the other woman's breath catch in her throat, recognising what she was being offered here.

It would have been so easy to give Alisi the passive role in tonight, let her lie back and have all manner of things done with and to her by the two more experienced and confident women. But instead, the power was being placed at her feet. Offered up, for her to use as little or as much as she wished.

Until tonight, until practically that very moment Alisi had spent basically her entire adult life craving the most extreme possible loss of control. But instead, right here and right now, she found herself faced with something so wild and extreme she hadn't even considered how it would make her feel.

Total, absolute control of all things beyond herself. All things, except for the still burning, aching need between her loins not to let loose in an orgasmic flood, but a flood of a very different nature thanks to the drinks she'd been consuming all day long without relief.

"Eat her."

Alisi whined pleadingly, dominant and deeply nervous in her plea all at once in case she somehow overstepped the bounds of power she was being offered.

"E-eat Mika out. Make... ohh... make her cum, b-before she makes you. And Mika..."

With the vixen's face buried between her lover's legs already she couldn't see the giddy, overwhelmed grin cross Alisi's face as this stroke of genius occurred to the husky. She could hear the delight in every word the husky spoke though, and was all too happy to pour that same gleeful enthusiasm into the act she was now being commanded to perform.

"Mika, make Trish cum before you. Turn her into the puddle."

That first command, carried out to the fullest by the two women given it, was just the start of the night that Alisi had been promised. But what a start it was. She watched as the two women who had already opened her eyes up to so much went wild upon one another, using every trick in the book up to and including pressing down upon the other's stomach, trying to get them worked up by attacking their full and tender bladders, to make their partner cum first. The husky knelt, then lay back at the top of the bed with both hands between her legs, feverishly masturbating as in a matter of minutes the other two drove themselves and one another into half love-making, half a violent wrestling match. Tongues and muzzles alone were abandoned, the sixty nine falling apart as fingers were introduced, probing and tweaking at swollen clits and driving fiercely against agonisingly tender g-spots.

Alisi didn't care who won, so long as one of them did, and thus she howled in delight as Mika screamed with Trish pinning her down, straddling her chest as she faced the vixen's pussy, driving three fingers in and out of the smaller, younger woman so fast and so hard that the thick squelching of digits within tightly clutching inner workings outmatched some of the trio's lustful cries. At the last possible second Trish withdrew her fingers sharply, using both hands to grab Mika's thighs and spread her legs apart. A fountain of ejaculate poured from the screaming, cumming vixen, drumming loudly against the floor beyond the bed, and she thrashed for nearly thirty seconds beneath Trish before falling limp, panting and whining like she'd just run a marathon.

Alisi shuddered as she forced herself to stop masturbating following that incredible sight, so close to cumming but wanting to save it, to hold it back for the perfect moment. She cleared her throat, ready to give another command, ready to tell Mika that now she had to make Trish cum by pleasuring only the cougar's clit. To her shock though, shock closely followed by stunned, overwhelming glee, she never had that chance.

With a squeal of glee, Alisi found Trish's strong hands grasping her by one outstretched leg and dragging her towards the cougar. She let slip a howl of glee, her glasses falling skewed upon her face as Mika, still light-headed and gasping for air, crawled out from under Trish and towards her too.

"I... a-aaahhhhhh..."

One of the vixen's hands fell upon her right breast, toying with the stiffened peak of that pillowy flesh as Mika's muzzle descended upon the left nipple. Her cry of pleasure turned to a shocked squeal of laughter as she felt Trish's muzzle come to rest upon her body too, but rather than anyway particularly intimate falling upon her stomach, planting myriad kisses upon the husky's fluffy fur and plump belly. Overwhelmed by the mixture of sensations as she already was though, Alisi had absolutely no chance of resisting what followed soon after. Fingers. Probing, questing fingers fondling between her legs, between the flushed, plump outer lips of her pussy. She threw back her head, gurgling in stunned desperation as she felt Mika's free hand joining Trish, peeling the lips of her nether regions obscenely apart and allowing the cougar even more unrestricted access. She felt a warm, firm thumb press down over her clit and begin to rub in slow, firm circles. She felt two, then three fingers rubbing at the very opening of her pussy's depths, the central one alone pushing inward at first, but soon joined by one as they began to saw in and out of her. The husky writhed. Shrieked. She felt herself pinned to the bed by the weight of these two incredible women, touching her, feasting upon and ravaging her in the most incredible way.

Last night, Alisi had technically ceased to be a virgin as she shared pleasure, sex, orgasm with these same two women. But it was now, as muzzles and fingers invaded her oh so willingly and blissfully, as she was pushed to the edge and dragged immediately over by both women at once, naked, writhing, thrashing and begging them for more, that the husky finally said farewell to any thoughts of a life without romance. A life without sex.

She was a virgin no longer as she screamed and felt her inner walls clutching, clamping down hard around Trish's trio of questing fingers, and everything that followed on from that moment could only add to the joy surging through her with each thundering beat of her heart, and each potent orgasmic convulsion wracking her body from ear-tips to toes.

In the time that followed, both remembered with crystal clarity and yet far too much of a rapid, hazy blur for Alisi's liking, she found herself both more in and out of control than seemed to have been the case for every other life-long decision she had ever made combined. One moment she was between Trish's legs, blushing as Mika giggled and the cougar moaned, the vixen giving the husky encouragement and advice on her first ever lesson on how to eat out a pussy. The next she and Mika were lying side by side, wrapped up in each other's arms and making out as Trish played them like puppets, three middle digits inside their pussies, thumbs upon their clits, pleasuring them with the same motions and delighting in how differently and yet how rapturously they each reacted to those simultaneous touches. She gurgled in unbearable joy as she witnessed Trish and Mika grinding their pussies together in person just as she had fantasised throughout that same morning, fondling herself to multiple peaks as her face grew closer and closer to their grinding, rubbing nether regions until all of a sudden she found herself with her tongue darting back and forth between two swollen clits, and mere minutes later was pulling herself upright, eyes glazed, jaw slack and face streaked with two separate sources of orgasmic ejaculate.

And all the while, as the evening light faded to night and it truly began to set in to Alisi that she wasn't going to be leaving these two amazing women's arms, she ignored the ache from between her legs. Or rather, the other ache. The one not sated as she came over and over again with seemingly relentless stamina, but which instead built to more and more unbearable extremes between each peak, only to be stifled once more as with Trish and Mika's aid Alisi was driven towards sweet release one more time, then another. And another.

She kept putting it off, kept holding it back. She resisted. She waited. She ignored her desperation, her body's every frantic plea for mercy and relief. Right up to the moment when she simply couldn't hold back any longer.

"I... h-hahhh... I can't wait a-anymore..."

Alisi tried to squirm out of Trish's arms, having spent the last fifteen minutes or so since her last overwhelming orgasm being embraced by the cougar from behind while Mika knelt before them, giggling as she darted back and forth between their two flushed and panting faces, peppering them both with kisses. She gasped as Trish's hands failed to release her, instead rising up through the soft fur of her stomach, across her buxom chest to tease at her stiffened, by now immensely over-sensitive nipples. At the same time she felt Mika's hands on her thighs, massaging, teasing at the plump flesh and the damp fur upon it, richly scented with her arousal. Whining, she shook her head despite the surge of arousal that came with those tender touches.

"N-not... ah, not like that. I... I need to piss. I've... f-fuck, I've been waiting forever. But, s-seriously, I can't any more."

To the husky's dismay however, despite the earnest, sincere tone of her announcement neither woman made any move to let her go. Indeed she heard the mountain lion tut playfully in one of her ears.

"Well, you can't do it here. This isn't our bed. Can you imagine how much trouble we'd get into if you pissed all over the hotel's sheets? Never mind if it soaked through to the mattress."

Alisi opened her muzzle to say that she didn't want to do that, to say that all she needed to do was get up and go to use the bathroom. She felt her face flushing, shuddering and trying not to let herself get too excited, too worked up by the twinges of helplessness rushing through her mind in that moment. She'd been indulging and hanging onto that feeling all night between romantic interludes, but now it was going beyond some kinky fun. Now she was faced with the real, imminent possibility of her simply not being able to hold on any longer. The husky never managed to say any of that though, as before she could Mika spoke up too.

"Trish is right. Oh my god, we'd totally get kicked out if you ruined our bed. We'd be out on the streets with days left of our holiday, and there's no way in hell they'd refund us for the room. They'd use it all to deep clean or replace the mattress!"

The husky let slip an audible yelp of relief as she felt Trish's arms beginning to loosen their grip, and she lunged forward in an attempt to break free and bolt for the bathroom. The motion of her body jolted her already over-full bladder, drawing yet another cry of desperation from her only to be followed by an ever more shrill, frantic shriek of dismay when she felt Mika grabbing her, embracing her both intimately and yet with the obvious desire to restrain her at the same time.

"Guys. C'mon... please... t-this isn't... I... aaahh... ohh god, I'm... I can't hold on. Please.Please."

She kept on begging, kept on pleading for her lovers to let her go as she felt herself flailing helplessly in Mika's grasp while Trish rose up on her knees only to slump forward onto all fours. Her words switched back and forth between English and her native tongue as she grew more desperate in her efforts to get free, and all the while she heard Trish continuing to chide and tease her as the cougar's hands prised her trembling legs apart, pressing her face intimately in between them until her chin was practically resting upon the husky's pubic mound.

"Alisi, this isn't some joke. You can't just piss on a hotel bed, no matter how much you want to. Now come on. Be grown up about this. Just hold it a little longer. Just... hold it till I've eaten you out one more time. You know you can. You know you want to."

And obviously, the husky did want to. She wanted to hold back more than anything, and she wanted to give Trish the chance to use that wonderful rough tongue on her pussy and clit yet again. She wanted to wait. To resist. She wanted to keep control of her body, of her bladder so very badly. Never in her life had she felt so helpless as this. So powerless. So out of control and out of her mind with a rampant combination of terror, humiliation, lust, adoration and white knuckle adrenaline. All the feelings in the world wouldn't help her right now though, because this wasn't some hypothetical scenario. This wasn't some joke or game or fantasy she was indulging in while lying in the bathtub in her tiny apartment, listening to her piss drum against the fake porcelain and echo around the room as it poured forth from her. There were real consequences here, and real people who were looking at her, holding her, seeing every last ounce of focus going into keeping her bladder barricaded shut for just a few seconds longer.

"Please!"

She screamed at the top of her lungs, though she was so breathless it was only a croaking barked gasp.

"Please, I... I can't wait! I c-caaahhh... I'm gonna... g-gonna piss myself. No. Ohh no. No no no, please l-let me use the... let me g-get to... to the... hhhaaahhhhhgod... god n-nooooo_oohhhhhh_..."

Her cry of misery turned to one of pure shock, bliss, and relief as in the same exact moment two things happened to her overwhelmed and overtaxed body. First, and most simply, the cougar's large rough tongue lashed at her pussy, dragging itself across the length of her slit, the opening of her depths themselves and all the way up to sweep across the apex of her clit. And secondly, Mika, who had been kneeling beside Alisi and pinning her down by the shoulders for the last few minutes, swung a leg over her torso and straddled the husky. She settled her weight down gently but firmly over the base of the husky's chubby stomach, positioning the cheeks of her ass just perfectly to apply a little extra pressure to the aching, desperately full, taut surface of the husky's bladder from the body beyond. And as a glazed, overwhelmed, defeated look of pure relaxation crossed Alisi's face she saw a similar expression upon the face of the vixen now straddling her.

The most exquisite shame, erotic to such a degree Alisi felt her head spin like she'd just been launched into the most savage and potent climax of her life, surged through the husky as she felt herself lose control. Not surrender it. Not give it up at the last possible moment as she had in the club bathroom just a single day before. She lost it, unable to resist despite every single last ounce of willpower she possessed being devoted solely and completely to that cause. Instinct, natural desire won out, and as she watched Mika spreading her lips apart and feverishly beginning to rub at her own pussy right in front of the husky's wide eyed and panting features, Alisi began to truly and uncontrollably wet not just herself, but Trish's face between her legs and the entirety of the bed beneath her with an unburdened flood of hot, rich piss urine.

"Yes. Do it. Do it!"

Mika giggled gleefully, and as she rubbed her own pussy faster and faster Alisi watched as she began to get wet, as liquid dripped down her fingers and splashed out around the rapidly moving tips of her fingers. It looked for a moment like she was cumming, squirting hard out around her fingers and over the husky's chest. But then the flow continued to build in intensity, in volume, and the vixen wailed happily as the flood of her very own bladder's contents sprayed out over Alisi's stomach and her large, heaving breasts.

"Yes. Ohhh god, y-yes... fuck, m-more!"

It was Trish's cry that rang out loudest however, a scream of pure ecstasy as she did indeed cum. Mika squealed and toppled forward, one of the cougar's hands pushing at the small of her back and forcing her to fall onto all fours around the flailing, helplessly pissing husky. The direction of the vixen's own flood changed as her body moved, and in an instant Alisi was howling for a whole new reason as she felt the other woman's piss spraying out onto her own pubic mound, flowing down over it and cascading down around the cougar's face still tightly pressed against her pussy, flooding Trish's face as she gulped down muzzleful after muzzleful of the acrid liquid while gurgling, while her eyes rolled back and between her legs she humped at the trio of fingers lodged in her soaking, squirting depths.

Mika embraced Alisi, the vixen's full weight lying down over her as both their pussies soaked the bed and the face of the mountain lion positioned before their uncontrollably urinating nether regions. They whimpered as their eyes met, both overwhelmed by what they were feeling, by the freedom, the intensity, the excitement and the embarrassment of their bladders voiding themselves without any concern for the conscious wishes of their owner. Those whimpers soon turned to moans though as they held one another tighter amidst the flood of their shared urine. Then to giggles, to sounds of laughter, of delight as they began to move their bodies against one another, to guide and direct the ongoing flood against each other's pussies. They rolled over, wrestling, warring, laughing hysterically as they watched over the other woman's shoulder the twin streaks of their urine lashing out across the bed diagonally now, adding a new dark stain to the heavy, sopping wet puddle of the saturated sheets directly beneath them.

"Puddle!"

A pleading cry from close by pulled them from their giddy, gigglish reverie however. Followed swiftly by a second, equally desperate whimper.

"Puppy!"

Still letting go, still trembling and moaning with the intense bliss of the pressure's ongoing relief, vixen and husky simultaneously loosened their grip upon one another just enough to let their upper bodies twist and turn to face the sound of that cry. When they saw it though, when they saw her, they sprang apart in an instant. They parted ways, but only so that they could throw themselves individually at Trish with as much force and speed as physically possible. The mountain lion was soaked from the shoulders up, her face, her hair, every last whisker upon her panting, goofily grinning maw dripping wet with a mixture of her two lovers' urine. She was kneeling with her legs folded beneath her, and with her hands clasped tightly around her nether regions. Her whole body was shaking so violently it was almost a blur in parts, violent tremors wracking her as she gasped and gulped down air with tremendous effort.

"C-can't... h-hold on..."

Droplets of pale yellow liquid were already dripping down around her sandy furred fingers no matter how tightly she kept them pressed together, the cougar having reached her own point of no return as far as her bladder was concerned, but having been fighting so hard to hold it back so that she could watch her two lovers have their release first, clear-headed enough to recall every moment of gleeful fun they shared. Now though her wait was over. She felt first Mika, then Alisi fling themselves around her. She felt their legs close around hers, the vixen straddling her left leg, the husky her right, and mewled in rapture as they continued to wet themselves upon her fur. She felt their arms peeling her hands away from her crotch, and replacing them with their own exploring, probing fingers.

"Let go, baby..."

Mika whimpered pleadingly to the woman she loved.

"I... I'm so bad. S-so fucking naughty..."

Alisi giggled as she peered back over her shoulder for a brief moment, seeing the absolute state of the once crisp, clean white sheets; stained and soaked through, utterly saturated to the point that there was no doubt of the mattress' own sodden state. Then she looked to Trish once more, shuddering, tongue lolling out happily as she felt her flow beginning to abate, her bladder finally and blissfully empty. Her pussy ached, begging to be touched, to be filled anew, to be pleasured as she writhed upon this bed, soaked with hers and Mika's piss. And soon, with Trish's too.

"Be naughty with me. Please."

The husky begged, and the cougar obeyed. Her hot piss cascaded down over Alisi and Mika's outstretched and trembling paws, and as the two women held her close while she evacuated her bladder gleefully onto the bedding below, she felt them both nuzzling against her, kissing her, and licking her piss-stained face all the while.

This had meant to be a special night for Alisi, one that would change her life, her world forever. But right now, it wasn't just the husky who was having her life changed.

"My girls..."

Hands trembling as she wet herself, Trish's fingers roughly stroked the two other women's hair. She moaned as they stopped licking her, faces moving closer and closer together upon the two sides of her muzzle until they met, and suddenly they were making out feverishly as their fingers flicked and sprayed the cougar's urine back and forth across the bed below. Moments later Mika's free hand was pressing Alisi's muzzle to the mountain lion's own instead of hers, and seconds after that Mika and Trish were kissing as Alisi lavished both their faces with rapid, frenzied strokes of her tongue.

They were so happy in those moments. The three of them, playing together. Fucking together. Pissing, soaking one another, together. So much so in fact that Trish found herself thinking things that she had never dared to imagine possible before this holiday, before Alisi had so nervously and quietly entered their lives tucked away in the corner of that fateful alleyway. So much so that as she met Mika's gaze, she saw the vixen looking at the husky with a kind of adoration that went beyond lust. Beyond mere intimate affection. A look she had only seen Mika give one person before now. Herself.

And, even as the high of their relief and ecstasy faded, and the trio tumbled down into a heap upon the sodden sheets, blushing, panting and giggling, that happiness did not fade.

It lingered all night long, and into the next day as the vixen and cougar fled the hotel, Alisi leading them back to her apartment. To their new home for the remainder of their holiday.

It lingered that next night, and the night after that, and the night after that.

And even when it came time for Mika and Trish to return home, even as they wept, as they held Alisi tightly between them and made love to her one last time, the happiness lingered. Because by then they all knew that no matter how far apart they might soon have been, it wasn't forever. They would see each other again. The vixen and cougar would feel the husky's soft, plump body in their arms, the heat of her pussy upon their fingers, and the warmth of her piss flooding over their bodies again.

They had to, because on that island where the water flowed free, they hadn't just made a new friend. They hadn't just found a new playmate.

On that island, where the water flowed as free, as powerful and as beautiful as Alisi's smile, they had found a kindred spirit, and they had found themselves falling head over heels in love with every last little drop of their perfect plump puppy.

By Jeeves

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