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This title isn't really correct. I was due to be born in April, but my parents were in an automobile accident that February. Daddy died instantly, but Momma lived long enough for the doctors to save me through a caesarian operation. The next door neighbors took me in until relatives would come and get me. That was twenty years ago and no one has come yet.

Then they had a daughter born in May, but named her June after her grandma. June and I grew up like sisters.

We liked to play with the boys. Sometimes we'd play doctor and nurse, other times "Show-N-Tell'; but nothing sexual at all. Of course June and I would often cuddle together in bed, hugging made us feel excited, yet we didn't understand then that our sexual organs were being teased.

One day in Junior High, after gym class, Rita Smith, the loud-mouth of our group, approached me. I was squatting down on the toilet ready to pee. Rita put her hand between my legs and said: "Let me feel your hot piss, April."

I was shocked, but as I was already pissing, there wasn't much I could do. Then Rita put her fingers in her mouth, sucking my pee. "You taste better than Sarah Jones, keep me in mind when you have to urinate again."

June asked, "Rita why did you do such a nasty thing feeling April's pee-pee?"

"Everybody does it, didn't you see my magazine."

We hadn't, so Rita went to her locker and brought out this glossy magazine, GOLDEN SHOWERS; and there on the cover was this boy with his hard penis, and he was pissing a yellow stream onto two naked girls.

The pictures inside were even dirtier. There was one even of a girl squatting on a boy's face and actually shitting brown turds on him.

Later that afternoon, June and I were home alone. We naturally talked about this exciting revelation to the hot things our group was into. June said: "April, let's get the plastic shower curtain and place it on the floor and we'll take turns pissing on each other."

WOW!, was June right. As she lowered her shinny ass above my face, I saw the first trickle of piss coming through her cunt's lips. The first drops stung, but as her piss flow thickened, I began to sip as much as I could. June had a semi-sweet tasty pee. Then it was my turn. June had me lay on my back, then she climbed between my legs. When I felt her lips sucking on my labia lips, my pussy responded with a gush of piss like I never spurted before. June wiggled, screaming in delight. I put a scissors grip on her head, like the wrestlers do, and held her face against my bushy cunt. I came a thousand times.

That was just the beginning. June started wearing Kotex napkins, even though it wasn't necessarily her time of the month. And I inserted tampons for the very same reason. Even in school, during break time, the two of us would share a stall in the girl's bathroom. June would pull out her wet pad and give it to me. I'd suck what piss was there, and cleanse my face with the rest of her damp pee. I'd pull down my panties, yank on the string and pull my tampon out of my wet pussy. June would do like I did, suck and wash.

We were in luck at home, it was a split plan, where one bedroom and bath was in back, the other in the front. June and I had the front room, We'd lay naked in the bathtub every night before bed. We'd piss up a storm. By now we had our own 'plain brown wrapper' GOLDEN SHOWER Magazine subscription. Every issue had some new position. We not only learned to sixty-nine while pissing into each other's mouth; we learned the back-door sixty-nine, where we sucked each-other's asshole while our piss flowed freely in tune with our squirming.

Now don't get us girls wrong. June and I dated boys. Some we liked enough to share our dirty little secret and invite them piss all over us . Our favorite playground for fucking was the local drive-in theater. I don't think anyone goes to a drive-in to see the movie; but rather for the boys to 'driver-in' their cocks into begging pussies. And if the boys peed into us, or we peed out, or we all pissed at the same time, so much the better.

I'm sure this story of June and me is not much different than yours. We were normal kids then and normal adults now; so if we like to piss on you when we fuck, it's better sex. And if you haven't tried it yet, please pull down your panties and finger your cunt, or if your a man, unzip, pull out that hunk of piss meat, and flow away. You'll be better for it.

Got to go now, I hear June: "April, hurry up, I didn't drink three cokes to piss down the fucking toilet, when my pretty little twat is in need of a fix. Come on, April, drink time."

And I lay down, June lets loose a stream of her hot yellow piss, my mouth has learned to hold every precious drop, I'm having a hard time holding back my own liquid explosion. I'll drown June tonight for sure. Gulp!