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    Trick or Pee (F/F Watersports)

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    by Sofia Bane


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      BN ID: 2940015568745
    • Publisher: Sofia Bane
    • Publication date: 10/11/2012
    • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
    • Format: eBook
    • Sales rank: 374,500
    • File size: 65 KB

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    Charlotte knew she shouldn't have skipped the bathroom before her date Naomi takes her to a haunted house. But lucky for them both, seeing Charlotte soaked and humiliated really turns Naomi on. The second date? This time, a haunted house holding contest, that they're both going to lose! This 5,000 word story contains F/F watersports, desperation, accidental and deliberate wetting, public sex, and very naughty hold-it games; adults only!
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    Excerpt:
    We fought through thick spider webs – only to find a glittering human black widow waiting. “Hello, ladies,” she said, her eight legs reaching for us.

    Naomi screamed and retreated backwards, but the black widow grabbed her and bared her fangs. “I was looking for a meal. You’re just in time.”

    I was frozen, on the other hand, because it looked like real spiders hung in the webs. Massive, hairy, living spiders. I whimpered as ten thousand eyes glittered back at me.

    “Charlotte!” Naomi screeched. She dropped low to escape the spider’s hold, and I batted away the eight legs. We ran from the spider’s lair, screaming –

    And straight into the arms of a clown, cackling. I couldn’t help it, when I felt the stranger’s arms catch and hold me, I spasmed backwards, and I was sure my underwear had a wet spot on them. Fuck.

    Beside me, Naomi thrashed and kicked at the clown. “Let me go, god, let me go,” she moaned.

    The clown pulled us both in tighter. “But wouldn’t you rather,” he said lowly, “get this over with quickly?”

    Then, unexpectedly – hisss! I heard the sound between Naomi’s legs, and knew a wet spot had just soaked through her jeans.

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