I'm in a sort of large, shallow, sunken tub, in a a room that's a cross between a locker room, and examination room, and a torture chamber. I'm naked, kneeling in the tub, my hands tied behind my back. Big, beautiful Vanessa seems to have brought me here. My mind's a blur. Maybe I was drugged. Vanessa is wearing only cotton panties and T-shirt. Clearly no bra; her heavy breasts proud under the T. Her wispy blond room-mate Susan is with her; same dress, but very slim, with small breasts. Standing or sitting on benches around the sides of the room, there are at least a dozen attractive young women in casual clothes - jeans and T-shirt mostly. They're all constantly drinking from water bottles, chatting with each other, keeping an eye on the action in the middle. Me, that is.
I don't seem to be able to do much. Almost certainly drugged. I don't even say anything. I watch Vanessa and Susan getting things ready.
Vanessa squats down beside me, holds her hand behind my head, and kisses me deeply on the lips. She takes off her panties, and squats in front of me, over a sort of bedpan, and pisses and pisses, must be a pint or so! As she's pissing, she holds her fingers down there, and slides them, dripping, deep into my mouth. Over and over again, using the pee from the bedpan after the flow has stopped, shoving her reeking fingers in so far I gag. Then she pulls off her T-shirt, dips in one nipple, and lets me suck. I'm still gagging, but I'm in heaven. Over and over.
Meanwhile, Susan has lubed her fingers, worked them thoroughtly into my anus, and inserted a massive dildo of a nozzle at least 6" into my anus. I'm feeling massively invaded. A hose leads from the nozzle to a funnel in a platform built over the tub. Susan and Vanessa motion to the girls along the walls, and they line up. The ones at the front of the line start pulling off their pants and their panties. The first one squats on the platform, above the funnel, inches in front of my face. I can smell her crotch smells, as she starts to pee. I see why they've been drinking so much! Her warm urine runs into me, and warms me. I'm aching so badly with sexual excitement, I'm moaning out loud. When the first is done, I feel a bit of pressure; not too much. But the second one, a redhead (obviously having her period) follows right on, and the pressure in my belly mounts.
Meanwhile, Susan is squatting in front of me, a pan under her bottom, and she's peeing in her panties, the urine running through into the pan. Her vaginal lips show clearly through the wet panties for a moment, as she stands with her crotch brushing my face, the pungent odor of urine in my nostrils; then she pulls off the wet panties, Vanessa gently but firmly pulls my mouth open, and they stuff the sopping panties in. The pan of urine, they pour over my head, shampooing my hair with it, as it runs down my face, and fills my nose with ammonia.
My belly is full of pressure now, as each girl in turn shows me her crotch, and makes her contribution. I moan in earnest now.
Then I wake up. Or not. (Writing this down so it give the same feel as the fantasy itself is doggon hard! Sucks? Anyone else have a urine enema fantasy, or real experience?)