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Tricia the Trashcan, by Raphael Rake
Chapter 6: The Warm Drink (Fg, inc, ped, ws, fist)
Tricia floated into her house in a daze, her mind churning with all the new sensations and emotions she'd just experienced. Her quiet, unthinking steps were so unlike her usual adolescent bouncing that her mother didn't even notice she'd come in until Tricia walked right into her field of view.
"Tricia? What happened to your clothes?" said Suzy in a startled voice.
Tricia looked down at herself, and suddenly noticed that she'd completely forgotten to gather her clothes before going home. Her trash bag cape was still tied around her neck, and she had the top of her swimsuit on, but it was pulled up around her armpits where Lisa had left it, and she was wearing nothing else. With an almost dizzying shock she realised that she'd walked back from Lisa's with her nipples and crotch on full display, that anyone passing by or looking out their window could have seen her. The flood of embarrassment twisted her guts, and her face and chest grew red, but then she imagined being spotted naked out in public, and the twisting moved lower, along with a flush of warmth that suffused her pussy.
"Tricia? Earth to Tricia? Hey!" Suzy snapped her fingers, and Tricia's head snapped around to look at her mom.
"Ummm... my clothes? Ahhhh... Lisa took them off, and I forgot to put them back on, and..." Tricia trailed off awkwardly, her eyes downcast and her hands clasped behind her back as she shuffled her feet on the carpet. This tongue-tied befuddlement was such a change from Tricia's normal brash outspoken self that Suzy gave a bemused smile.
"It's ok Tricia, just don't let it happen again." she said, her tone mild but serious, "If someone sees you we could all get in trouble, you, me, and Lisa. Do you understand?"
Tricia nodded emphatically, and when her mother smiled again she returned a weak grin. Suzy took a moment to admire her daughter's body, with its subtle hints of the curves that were to come, then patted the sofa next to her, and Tricia sat down.
"Why don't you tell me what you and Lisa did today?" said Suzy.
"Well, when I got over there Lisa wasn't in her costume and I was mad," began Tricia, "but then she went and changed and became a villain named Tong the Toilet! And she had toilet paper all over her body and then she tied me to the table and put snails on me and..." As Tricia breathlessly poured out her story, Suzy casually unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, then pushed a hand into her panties and began slowly rubbing her clit. Tricia noticed, and without interrupting her tale she spread her soft pale legs wide and began doing the same, her palm grinding on her mound. They smiled at each other and pleasured themselves until Tricia, now flushed and gasping, finished speaking.
"So you won the bet this time? Congratulations." said Suzy, "Did Lisa like drinking your pee?"
"I think so!" giggled Tricia, "She was gargling it and everything! And she drank all of it!"
Then Tricia fell silent and looked shyly at her mother.
"Mom..." she began hesitantly, "Have you ever drunk anyone's pee?"
"Yes dear," replied Suzy, and in response to the unspoken question on Tricia's face, "and I enjoyed it too. You're not the only person who likes gross things, remember when I let you fart in my face?"
Tricia grinned at the memory, but then her smile faded, and she seemed to be steeling herself to ask something. Suzy was pretty sure she knew what was coming, but she wanted to hear Tricia say it, so she kept silent and gave Tricia an encouraging smile, rubbing her clit harder.
"Mom? Can I... can I try drinking some of your pee?" The question came rushing out, and Tricia blushed crimson and looked down. It was just as well, since hearing such a deliciously filthy request from her own daughter had made Suzy's cunt spasm and almost brought on her orgasm. Her face slackened and her eyes started to cross, reactions she was glad Tricia didn't see. But she mastered herself, not wanting to startle Tricia, and when she replied she was outwardly composed.
"Of course dear, since you asked so nicely." Her calm voice didn't betray the perverted glee filling her, and she raised her hips and slid off her pants and panties with a casual air. Tricia stood up.
"I'll go get a glass." she said.
"Nope!" said Suzy decisively, "If you're going to drink pee, then you need to learn how to do it properly, which means straight from the source!"
Suzy slid her ass forward to the edge of the couch, then pulled her legs open and back, exposing her thick golden muff and mature pussy, with prominent inner lips that hung past the outer ones. Tricia hesitated, then knelt down in front of her mother's spread legs, getting her first good look at where she came from.
"It's so hairy." said Tricia, reaching out and stroking the soft dense bush.
"Yours will be hairy too when you get older, unless you shave it." chuckled Suzy.
"Lisa cuts hers all short." commented Tricia.
"Is that so?" said Suzy, a new plan beginning in her mind, "I'll have to see that for myself sometime."
Refocusing on the present, Suzy reached her hands down and delicately pulled apart her lips, giving Tricia a perfect view of her inner flower. Her arousal had swollen her clit and caused her tunnel to open slightly, and the whole thing glistened with the copious juices that were seeping out. Tricia could clearly smell the distinctive odor, its sweet muskiness similar to what she'd smelled on Lisa's thong, but stronger and with its own character. Tricia moved her head in closer and sniffed deeply, immersing herself in her mother's aroma.
"Open your mouth." ordered Suzy, and when Tricia did so she released a small burst of piss right into it. Tricia was caught a bit off guard, and gave a couple of small coughs as the hot salty liquid hit her throat. But, as Suzy noted proudly, she didn't lose any of the piss, and after swishing it around her mouth for a little while to get used to the taste, she swallowed it easily and gave her mother a big grin.
"Did you like the taste of my pee?" asked Suzy. Tricia nodded enthusiastically, and Suzy smiled and released a longer stream of piss that filled her mouth. Tricia decided to give her mother the same kind of show that Lisa had given her, so she turned her head up and loudly gargled her mouthful of piss, the popping bubbles making streams of the pale yellow liquid run out of the corners of her mouth. Suzy laughed and clapped her hands in delight, and Tricia swallowed her second mouthful of piss, opening her mouth and waggling her tongue at her mother to show that it was all gone.
Suzy pulled her daughter's face right up against her pussy. She loved the way Tricia was displaying herself, but the pressure kept building in her bladder and she needed to release it. She let the rest out in a fast stream that quickly filled Tricia's mouth, then splattered on her face when she closed her mouth to swallow. Tricia, realising that her mother wasn't going to give her any more pauses, placed her open mouth right over her mother's peehole and began swallowing the stream open mouthed, enjoying her mother's sighs of relief.
She couldn't drink fast enough to keep up with the flow, and hot piss flowed out of her mouth and ran down her body in wet trails. Finally, when Tricia thought she couldn't drink any more, the piss stopped. She licked the last drops from her mother's pussy, then looked up to see her beaming down at her, and she returned the smile.
"What a good little trash can you are!" exclaimed Suzy, making Tricia blush. She looked back down at her mother's pussy, still open for her inspection. Suzy noticed her gaze, and decided that now was as good a time as any for a bit of education.
"This is the clitoris," said Suzy, pointing at her engorged button, "it feels good when you rub it or lick it."
"Is that how you orgasm?" asked Tricia, gently sliding her finger over her mother's clit.
"That's one way." explained Suzy, shivering slightly at the tingles from her daughter's finger, "You can also orgasm by putting things in your vagina. That's where you came out when you were born." Suzy pulled her lips open even further, stretching open the entrance to her moist tunnel.
"How did I come out from there? It's really small!" exclaimed Tricia.
"Well, you were a lot smaller then." laughed Suzy, "And it can get a lot bigger."
"How big?" asked Tricia curiously.
"That depends on the woman, and how much she practices stretching it out."
"How big can yours get?"
"Why don't you find out?"
Tricia eyed her mother's hole curiously. Suzy was so turned on that her pussy was already gaping open enough to take two of Tricia's small fingers. Tricia slid them in easily, feeling the smooth slippery inner walls and coating her fingers with her mother's juices. She moved them in and out hesitantly, but her fingers couldn't reach the end.
"You can put more fingers in." said Suzy, "and you don't need to be gentle, my vagina can handle some rough treatment." Tricia added a third finger, and when she still didn't encounter much resistance she pushed in a fourth. Finally she folded her thumb against her palm and tried to push her whole hand in, though her gentle pressure wasn't enough to get it in. Feeling bold, and keeping in mind what her mother had just said, she pulled her hand back a bit and then shoved it in as hard as she could, popping past the tight entrance and sinking her arm into her mother's pussy well past her wrist.
Suzy let out small gasp and began to play with her clit as Tricia explored her hot wet cunt with her hand. Tricia began moving her hand back and forth slowly, making her mother moan.
"Make your hand into a fist dear." said Suzy, breathing heavily. Tricia did so, and moved her arm faster for good measure, stretching her mother's cunt and making her moan. She continued this fist fucking for several minutes, Suzy's breath coming faster and faster, until Suzy spoke.
"Now Tricia, when I tell you to, I want you to pull your whole fist out as hard as you can, do you understand?" Tricia nodded, and increased the pace even more. She'd never seen her mother act like this, and she was enjoying the effect her fisting was having, as well as the sensation of having her hand in her mother's hot wet hole. Tricia's fist was the perfect size to stretch the mature pussy, and Suzy groaned as Tricia's knuckles rubbed the depths of her spasming pussy.
"Now!" cried Suzy, feeling that the wave was about to break, and Tricia yanked her closed fist out of her mother, stretching the opening of her cunt to its limit and leaving it gaping wide open. The pain drove Suzy over the edge, and she screamed softly as her body convulsed in pleasure, while her open pussy squirted jets of girl cum into Tricia's astonished face. She recovered from her surprise in time to catch the last couple of splashes in her mouth, and as her mother recovered from her orgasm she considered the taste.
"That didn't taste like pee." she said, slightly confused.
"That wasn't pee dear," said Suzy weakly, "that was cum. It comes out sometimes when you have an orgasm, like I just did."
"That was an orgasm? That was cool! Was it fun?"
"It was very fun sweetheart, and it was all thanks to you." Tricia swelled with pride, and Suzy was overcome with love for her wild, generous little daughter. She made a strange sight, radiating childish innocence and delight though she was almost completely naked, and covered in her own mother's piss, pussy juice, and cum. Suzy idly reached out and smeared the fluids across Tricia's nubile body, teasing her nipples and making her coo softly.
"Mom, can I have orgasms like you?" asked Tricia
"Come here dear, and let me see your vagina." Suzy patted the couch next to her, and Tricia sat down and spread her legs. Suzy reached over and slowly slid a finger into Tricia's tight untouched pussy. She found it moist, so Tricia's body was clearly starting to produce its own juices, but she didn't get far into it before she hit Tricia's hymen.
"You still have your hymen Tricia." Suzy said, and in response to her daughter's questioning look, "It's a piece of skin that closes off your vagina when you're little. I think for now we should leave it alone, so if you want to have an orgasm you should just rub your clit. Is that ok?"
"But Mom I don't think I have a clit!" protested Tricia, "I can't find a thing like yours down there anywhere!"
"Of course you do Tricia! Don't be silly!" laughed Suzy, "You just can't find yours because it's small, like you." Suzy spread her daughter's small puffy pussy lips, and there above her hole, as expected, was a tiny nub.
"It's so small!" cried Tricia, "Will it work?"
"Yes dear, it will work. It almost worked once already, didn't it?" said Suzy patiently. She stroked a finger gently across Tricia's miniscule clit, making Tricia's eyes bulge and her objections cease. Tricia laid back against the sofa, then her eyes fell on her mother's panties lying on the floor. She picked them up and gave them a sniff, but didn't smell much, especially compared to what she'd smelled when her face was pressed right into her mother's pussy.
"You'll have to put those inside me if you want them to be nice and smelly like Lisa's were." said Suzy, who was watching with approval. She was delighted with how sexually open her daughter was becoming, and wanted to encourage as many different perversions as she could. Tricia's face took on a look of concentration, and she immediately began pushing the panties into her mother's still gaping pussy. The dry fabric was rough against the sensitive skin inside Suzy's pussy, but she enjoyed the slight pain, especially in light of who was causing it.
Once Tricia stuffed the last bit of the panties between her lower lips Suzy thought she could relax, but Tricia began sticking her fingers in again, trying to push the panties in a deep as possible. Tricia worked her way up to five fingers, and then once again her whole hand slid into her mother's pussy, more easily this time since it was already stretched out. Her hand grabbed the panties and pushed them around, letting them soak up as much of Suzy's pungent juice as possible.
Suzy threw her head back and breathed deeply, trying to enjoy her second, rougher fisting of the day. She had just settled into a rhythm, and begun to savor her soaked panties rubbing against her pussy, when Tricia decided that the panties were wet enough and yanked them out. The move was so sudden that it was a moment before Suzy really registered the spasm of pleasurable agony, but when she did she gasped and came tantalizingly close to another orgasm. Tricia, who was examining the sodden cloth in her hands, looked up worriedly.
"Are you ok mom?"
"Yes dear," gasped Suzy, "Just remember to tell me before you pull your hand out next time."
"Oh, OK. Sorry mom."
"It's fine sweetheart, you're doing very well for your first time." said Suzy, ruffling Tricia's hair. Tricia beamed at her mother, then brought the panties to her face and took a deep sniff. Her nose was filled with the strong, fresh smell of her mother's aroused cunt, a smell that was quickly becoming delightfully familiar. She gave Suzy another rapturous smile, then got to her feet and wandered back up to her room, her mother's panties clutched to her chest.
"I really must find a way to thank Lisa." thought Suzy, reflecting on Tricia's sexual awakening, which had been almost miraculously smooth so far. But she put the thought aside as she slid three of her own fingers into her well-stretched cunt, and focused on the memory of her daughter's face being soaked by her piss, until she was silently overcome with her second orgasm of the afternoon.