Susan sour, table prepared

The 'Susan Sour' catched Aryas eye. Maybe it was a little bit early for ****, but she was on vacation, so she decided to try it. Just as Arya considered going downstairs to order, she heard steps on the stairs and Susans head appeared, followed by her large breasts and then her skirt came into sight. Arya forgot to breathe for a second. The movement of Susans legs had caused her skirt to slide up and indeed, no panties blocked Aryas view on Susans shaved pussy lips. Aryas nipples got hard as concrete and her mouth fell open in awe. Once at the top, Susan pulled down her skirt, smiling at Arya the whole time.

"So my dear, did you find something you like?" Arya closed her mouth and tried to answer without stuttering. "Uhmmm yes. I'd like the.. uhm.. the Susan Sour please." Susans smile became even wider. "Wonderful choice. I will mix the drink here at your table, let me just get my ingredients really quick." Susan rushed back down again. Only a few seconds later she appeared again, this time holding a tray with an assortment of cocktail related things. To Aryas disappointment Susans skirt did not slide up this time.

Susan put down her tray on Aryas table, and then placed an half tumbler with a large ice cube in it next to the tray. "The glass is pre-chilled, so the ice wont melt as fast." She proceeded to open a shaker and threw a few ice cubes in there as well. Then she opened up a bottle of whisky and poured a little bit in the shaker. "A 12 year old highland park, my dear." A dash of lemon juice and sugar syrup followed. "This will neutralize the harsh taste notes of the scotch." Then she added a little bit of a powder, a special spice mixture, as she told Arya. "And now we are getting to my secret ingredient." Susan winked at her and then started slowly rolling up her skirt. Aryas mouth fell open and her pussy started to ooze.

When Susans pussy was on full display and the skirt was out of the way, she took the shaker in her hands, parted her legs slightly and put the shaker right underneath her pussy. Was this really happening? Arya couldn't believe, what her eyes were showing her. Then she heard a quiet hissing sound and Susans face showed relief. She was really pissing in the shaker. Arya was ready to orgasm right there on the spot.

After a few seconds the hissing stopped and Susan collected the last few drops of piss on her pussy lips with the brim of the shaker. Then she closed it, gave it a good shake and removed the upper part again. She replaced it with a strainer and poured the 'Susan Sour' in the glass she had prepared. "Oh i almost forgot", Susan said and got a short black straw from the tray. She looked at it, then she put it in her mouth and casually started stroking her clit. She became visually aroused and after a few seconds she removed the straw from her mouth and shoved it nearly completely in her pussy. She moved it in and out a few times and then took it out again and inspected it. It was glistening with her pussy juice. "Perfect!" Then she put the straw in the glass with the Susan sour and started putting the other things back on the tray.

Arya couldn't help herself. She had to touch herself. It was just to much and so while Susan had prepared her straw, she had started to massage her nipples through the thin summer dress. Now her right hand wandered down to her pussy, while she grabbed her drink with the left hand. She deeply inhaled. The drink smelled like whisky, like pussy, like cinnamon, like piss, like lemon and more. Susan had by now picked up her tray and rolled down her skirt, but she didn't go away, but instead just looked at Arya. "Try it, my dear.", Susan told her. The index finger and the middle finger of Aryas right hand started pumping in and out of her pussy now and she finally took a large sip of the Susan sour. Arya came. Hard. Two orgasms rolled over her in quick succession. She still had the liquid in her mouth and she could clearly taste the piss in it. Arya locked eyes with Susan, her piss still in her mouth and then she swallowed and came a third time. "I am glad you like it, my dear. Let me know if you need more." With that Susan went downstairs and left back a still furiosly masturbating Arya.