Girls Night Out

I used to live in Las Vegas, "Sin City". I had been there for about a year and lets just say the name had not yet lived up to its reputation. All that changed for me one night. I had a friend that I often went out with. She was a pretty cool chick, although a little on the wild side. One night we had been out drinking all night as we often did on the weekends. I was living with her at the time so when the evening ended we headed home all drunk and giddy. I might add that we were both pretty horny from scoping guys all night. Now I have this thing that I do. I sometimes like to hold my pee for as long as I can. A full bladder often makes me horny. My orgasms become stronger that way too, but it is a bit risky though, if you know what I mean. I had an accident one time, but nobody noticed, since it was at night, while I was walking home. I sometimes test myself to see how long I can hold until I absolutely have to go. When I am alone I just let it go and delight in the sensation of relief and warm, hot pee gushing between my pussy lips and down my thighs. The feeling is often enough to make me orgasm. If not, I masturbate in the bathroom sitting on the toilet in my wet pants or panties, or I do it in bed after a nice shower. Well, my friend Sarah had no idea about any of this. We are both straight women. But like I said, she is free spirited. On this particular night, she was drunk as hell and as soon as we got home, she took off most of her clothes, but kept her jeans on. This was no big deal since we often change and walk around each other half naked or naked in that process. I just opened my blouse to give some fresh air to my boobs, because it was a really warm night. I paid her no mind until I noticed her dozing off in the chair with a lit cigarette. I went to retrieve the cigarette and I noticed a small wet spot starting to form in her light blue jeans. You could almost see the imprint of her pussy begin to form as the spot continue to grow as she kept leaking. I just stood there frozen. I'm straight, but I tell you that seeing her wetting herself threw all of that out the window. I was so turned on from looking at her that I was shaking. My pussy started to throb and I felt myself dribbling a bit pee in pure excitement. I wanted to touch her pussy at that moment, but just didn't gather the nerve. Instead I jammed my hand into my own crotch, and rubbed myself, to stop the dribbling and to ease my sweet itching down there. As I kept looking at her, it began to run down the chair onto the floor and and the sound must have woke her up. She said, "Oh shit, I'm wetting myself." She jumped up from the chair, and apologized with a giggle, as she looked down at her wet crotch. "I need to pee", she mumbled. I had to help her, so I walked over to her, and took her arm. "Here, let me help you to my bathroom" , I said. I lead her out of the living room and saved my Persian carpet by doing so. Out in the hall, she stumbled a little on a plant on the floor there. "Oops, I am peeing again" she giggled. Without thinking, I jammed my hand in between her thighs and into her crotch, trying to stop the flow. "Only a few steps more", I said, as the toilet was only a few meters away. But as I felt her warm wetness over my hand, I was overwhelmed with excitement, and I gave her pussy a couple of rubs. "Oh, that felt really good", she giggled. She put one arm around my shoulder, and looked me in the eyes, before she gave me a wet kiss on my lips. Then she squeezed my hand between her legs and leaned onto me, as we both gave up on her bladder. She moaned into my neck, that she could not hold it in any longer. I was too excited to care about it by then. I just rubbed her pussy slowly through her wet jeans and felt my own pussy contract out of pure excitement, as she let go of whatever she drank in the bar that night.. Finally her flow stopped, and I could help her into the bathroom, where I sat her down at the toilet and pulled off her wet clothes. I put them in the laundry basket, grabbed a towel, and went into the living room to dry up her mess. A couple of minutes later, I returned to the bathroom. I heard moans coming from her, and when I peaked inside, she was still sitting on the toilet where I had left her. She was still naked, but now I could see that she had her hand between her legs and was rubbing her pussy. When she saw me standing in the doorway, she casually put the other hand over it, as to cover her nudity. I looked at her nipples that were erect and big as grapes and I felt my own nipples getting harder, as my excitement returned in full force. She noticed me staring at her, and she laughed surprised in her drunk state. "Are you looking at my breasts?" I admitted to her that I did and that I thought they were great. Her nipples too. Then she burst out in tears and told me that her ex always had been criticizing her breasts for not being big enough. I went in to comfort her and I just squatted over her lap, and sat down facing her. I held her in my arms and told her that she was a beautiful woman. She thanked me for those kind words and laid her chin towards my chest and her crying stopped. "You have nice tits too", she told me, and then I felt her warm lips suck on my left nipple. Surprised by her move, I felt as if an electric shock had hit me, and it went right from my breast and down to my wet pussy. I let out a moan and felt my pussy throb hard a couple of times. To return her favour, I put my hands on her breast and started to pinch her nipples and squeeze her breasts. She moaned in delight, and right after, I felt her wrist and arm moving between my legs, and I knew that she was masturbating herself again. I guess she did not know that as she did, she was also indirectly stimulating my pussy now and then. We were both moaning by now, but I longed for some more stimulation to get off. As if she had read my mind, she suddenly gave my nipple a little bite, before she sucked nearly half my breast into her mouth. I let out a loud cry of mild pain and delight, as my pussy gave a strong throb in response. Then I felt my bladder react in surprise as well. I suddenly felt a warm wetness spreading in my crotch, and in my state of excitement, I did nothing to stop myself, but just went with the flow.(No pun intended) As my flow increased inside my pants, I felt some of it hit my clit, and some of it run down the crack of my pussy and spreading over the seat of my ass. I started dripping into the toilet, and then Sarah noticed it too. "Ah, that really warmed my legs", she giggled. "Join my accident club for drunk women", she laughed, and then kissed me deeply. Then I felt her hands moving furiously between her legs and mine. I pressed my pelvis against her wrists and arms, and I gave my bladder a final push as well. That did it, and I came in one of the strongest orgasms of my life. My pussy and my clit throbbed again and again in spasms of orgasm and I cried out in pure bliss. Right after Sarah came too in a long groan. We held each other for some minutes afterwards without saying a word. Then, exhausted but relieved, we both took a shower and went to bed naked. We fell asleep in each others arms. I woke up in the middle of the night. Why I did, I don't know, but I was wet and horny. I looked at Sarah, but she was sound asleep on her back. So I took matters in my own hands, so to speak, and started to masturbate right next to her. To give an extra twist to it, I put my left hand over her pussy and stroked it softly, as I increased the rubbing in my own crotch. Right after, I came in a short but wonderful orgasm. Sarah mumbled something in her drunk state of sleep, and put a hand onto mine on her crotch. She did not wake up, though. I fell asleep like that, with one hand in my own pussy and the other in hers. It felt so good, the warm and wet feeling on both hands. Next morning the bed was wet, but none of us knew who did it, and actually I did not care either.