Pee Videos

Loving this thread!   I was on holiday a few years ago and while floating around in the pool I noticed a girl, maybe 18-19 years old, getting changed under a towel. She was about 5ft8, very slim athletic built, with beautiful wavy ginger hair in a high pony tail reaching halfway down her back. Absolute perfection in my eyes! I gently floated her direction, and as i got closer she slipped her bikini bottoms down from under the towel. As she was putting her underwear on, the towel slipped, and I got a great view of her neatly trimmed pussy. Beautiful pink lips visible under the short, tidy ginger hair.    I tried not to look too obvious, and I think I got away with it. Hopefully no one spotted the bulge in my shorts, as I was rock hard!

Haha! Maybe you’re getting turned!    Yes, if I’m at least semi stiff I always have split steam. I kinda like it though sometimes can prove messy! 

I can't recall her peeing in the bed but I definately drank hers once or twice. Straight from the source. I would get her super horny and once in that state she would do just about anything.

(Topics for the story include risky pissing, public pissing, being watched, and mutual pissing. Male and female pissing are depicted.) Sage, From Great Distance #5: Engulfed That next day at work was both a total blur and total torture, alternating between hours feeling like seconds and seconds feeling like hours. All I could think about was Sage's statement from the previous night, about how there was some kind of naughty secret fun to be had at the pool after work. Despite our shared interest here, I found no solace in her, as she decided to turn up her oblivious coworker persona to full throttle for the first time in weeks, no doubt to taunt me. Was there no doubt? Once the distinctive orange glow of the sunset already started filling The Shop, I was wondering if maybe she forgot what she said. All these foolish concerns crumbled the moment we closed down for the night and locked up the front door. Without even saying a word, I could feel her energy shift from that naive facade to her true cold self, though once I took a glance I noticed a rare half-smile accompanying that coldness. "Alright, it's time." Sage said, followed by, "You can stop staring at me now." "I- I... What?" Was all I could manage. "All day you've been eyeing me down." She explained, "Well, no, I didn't forget about our deal, so quit with the staring." As if her words were secretly some kind of spell, my head instantly swiveled to face forward, my eyes lasered straight ahead. At least I got to see that little smirk before she told me off, I like those little moments where I feel like she's getting something out of this too and not just fucking with me. My head stayed locked like this for our whole walk across the lobby and down the stairs to the indoor pool area. The second we walked in, I could feel the air grow thick and moist, the smell of chlorine hit me, and the wooshing of endless water came in like surround sound, already bringing to mind imagery of Sage and I's previous encounters. "Alright, get your trunks on, I want to make this fast." She demanded after leading us on a detour to the poolside locker bay. To me, the whole activity could've just been watching Sage get ready. She looked like a supermodel while stripping out of her cyan sundress, lifting her long toned legs to step out of it. Already one step ahead of the game, Sage's underwear choice for the day had actually been her swimsuit; what an idiot I was, worried she forgot when in reality she was hiding her bathing suit just under the surface all day. String bottom, tube bra, both a matching shade of brilliant tangerine, and both doing a hell of a lot of work to conceal her sizable assets. The diamond belly button piercing that teased me the last time I soaked her shirt finally made its proper introduction, while I was now instead teased by the clear outline of nipple piercings, hyper-accentuated by how tightly her top squeezed around her massive bust. "Well? Let's go!" Sage barked with a clap of her hands. "Huh?" I asked, completely zoned out. What was the last thing she said? "Your trunks, or speedo, or scuba suit, whatever you've got, let's get a move on!" She said as sharply as possible without yelling. Fuck. I was so worked up over whatever she had planned that I completely forgot to bring my trunks to work. Actually, I didn't even have trunks, I hadn't gone swimming since I was a kid. Fuck. "I uh..." I paused, "I don't have anything, I kinda forgot." "You really are something," Sage sighed, "prepare to head home in soaked shorts then." Guess I walked into that one; at least she'd been winding down on the whole threatening-to-blackmail-me thing, getting berated was nothing in comparison. Accepting my fate, I followed her from the lockers into the open area. You see, the indoor pool was divided into four sections: The Family Pool - The name is pretty self explanatory, a large and shallow pool where people of all ages are allowed to swim, should also be self explanatory why Sage and I completely skipped over it in our travels The Ocean - A very deep pool of freezing water that perpetually rocks up and down in violent waves, I never really saw where the appeal in that one was but people absolutely loved it The Field - A huge rectangular pool that's half lap lanes and half aquatic basketball court, this one was always packed full of people no matter the time of day The Volcano - Designed to look mountainous, The Volcano took up the back corner of the pool and was a handful of small "cliffside" hot tubs designed to hold only a few people at a time, which was no worry since nobody ever went there anyways "Come on, we're going to The Ocean." Sage decided, leading us that direction. Even though it was less than an hour until the pool closed down for the night, The Ocean was absolutely packed full of people, gently thrown around with each crashing wave that coursed through it. I struggled to maintain any semblance of balance as we walked in, while Sage looked like she was defying physics with how well she withstood each wave. Similarly, I found myself shaking and shivering in the icy water while she was still as night. "Do it. Right here, right now." Sage commanded right as some lanky dude was aimlessly carried between us by a distant wave. I don't know if I was more nervous of how close so many people were or of how Sage would react if that prevented me from being able to go, so I just forced my eyes shut and tried my hardest to relax myself. It took a decent bit of blocking out all the people around me, but after a little while of focusing on the cold waves I managed to let go and start trickling out a slow but steady stream. It felt so nice as the warm traveled down my leg and then out into the pool, but the niceness was interrupted by me harshly flinching and snapping my eyes open at the sensation of what I quickly realized was Sage's fingertips tracing over the head of my dick. "Good." She commented coldly but with that same half-smile from earlier, "I was almost worried you wouldn't be able to." Before I could even panic about her grabbing me publicly, she was already back at her previous distance, and everyone else in The Ocean seemed just as oblivious as they were before. After that, we just stayed bobbing up and down in the turbulent water silently for minutes and minutes on end, an awkward tension forming. My one attempt at wading towards the exit resulted in her grabbing my wrist and pulling me back to the waves with a crushing grip that I'd rather not feel again. Even when the lifeguards sounded their final whistles and ushered everyone out of the pool, she stayed there. The lifeguards didn't seem to mind either, eventually filing out and leaving just the two of us in there with the lights off, raising my anxiety even more. "You see?" Sage asked, finally breaking the silence, "I can control anything here. No matter where you run to, no matter what you're doing, if you're anywhere on the grounds of this resort, you're powerless to me. There is not a soul here you can turn to that doesn't have a higher loyalty to me. And I haven't forgotten that your family turned you away. So... Do you see? You play ball with me, we go further down this road. You don't play ball, you have nothing. We are not on level ground, you do not have equal options, and this is not a game — you're trapped." "I just... don't get why it's me." I responded. "Oh, cut the bullshit." She said, "This was always how it was going to be. That's why you were going in public in the first place, because on some level you knew that it would lead you right here. Your fake misery doesn't go very far with me, we both know you want it to be you, because you're pathetic and desperate and have always wanted something like this. If you disagree with that assessment, then you can head back to your room; I'll quit to my grandpa's face tomorrow, I'll delete every video of you I have, and you'll never see or hear from me again. But... If you agree with my assessment, then meet me at The Volcano in five minutes." As much as I'd love to sound cool and tough, there was no difficulty in my decision, Sage could read me like a book. The only difficulty was in waiting the full five minutes, standing there in the freezing waves wondering why she had to get a head start. Those wonders, and in fact all of my thoughts, stopped in their tracks when I finally made my way over to The Volcano and saw Sage sitting in one of the hot tubs. She was leaned back with both of her arms outstretched and resting on the ledge of the pool outside of the water, but the part that stopped me was the fact that the two pieces of her orange bikini laid floating in front of her. Even knowing that her chest was large and attached to an already gorgeous woman, I still wasn't prepared to come face to face with it, completely struck by how smooth and round they were, glistening slightly from all the swimming we'd done. Pulled in by her big beautiful areolas, I couldn't help but stare at her bright pink nipples with sheer lust, finally identifying those mystery piercings as horizontal rose gold bars with diamond flower studs. Only in seeing them did I realize that the diamond piercing in her belly button was also a flower shape. As I reluctantly stepped into the bubbling water of The Volcano, Sage stood up where my eyes couldn't help but drift down to her perfectly shaven pussy, revealing her two pretty pink puffy lips and a pronounced clit. Raging hard from everything I'd just witnessed, I hooked my thumbs under my shorts to match her attire, but she raised a hand in protest. "No," Sage said, "only me. Sit down, and lower yourself deeper." Doing as she said, I left my shorts on as I slid and slid until I could feel the hot water above my shoulders, bubbling up to my neck and chin. Sage finished her ascent and was now towering over me as she took slow steps in my direction. I was getting ready to ask for further instructions when a jet of hot water suddenly splashed me in the face. No, this wasn't water, it was piss, Sage's piss. Instinctively, I jumped back a little bit, shocked when I looked up and confirmed that she was in fact emptying her bladder onto my face. "Get back under there, and stay there." She commanded. Without second thought, I returned to my previous position and reassumed the warm showering from above. Even with all of the rushing water in the enclosed pool area, the hissing of Sage's pussy as she squirted a seemingly nonstop waterfall of pee onto me was all I could hear, along with the sound of her wet lips squishing around and together as she mindlessly rubbed herself in union with her relief. Despite this, she made no moans or motions, in fact she was still just glaring straight down at me with the same dark icy eyes as always. Shortly after meeting that gaze, she let out her final drops and stepped back, sitting back down across from me in the hot tub. "You see?" Sage repeated like earlier, "You had a guaranteed out for a trouble-free life and yet willingly came here to get bossed around and pissed on. I mean, look at your hair, it's soaked from me! If there was any sincerity in your question earlier, that's why it's you. Plenty of people want to be powerless under my touch, but you're the real deal. You've had ample opportunity to try and force your way on me or tell me off or call me out, but you haven't once come close to attempting any of it. You know as well as I do that that's not even in the realm of possibilities. In other words, I've gained another devoted follower." "'Another'?" I asked. "Of course." Sage answered with an innocent yet evil giggle. To Be Continued (Author's Note: It finally happened, the impossible chapter has appeared. This draft is very different from the two that got lost, but it serves the same role in the story and feels right to me after all this time. In the two months since I left you hanging, I lost one of my closest loved ones, which in addition to obviously removing any desire to write erotica, has also totally changed me and my outlook on life. I met up with my really cool piss enthusiast friend a couple of weeks ago and it was the right boost I needed to finally return to working on Sage. We also had some wet and wild fun that will  perhaps find its way onto my IRL encounters thread, but that's a story for another day! Have a good one, please let me know what you think! This is the first glimpse at Sage's bigger picture, I'd love to hear some thoughts!)

Oh I’m sure, if the two sisters (GHO’s wife and SIL) went to the restroom together, that the commentary between the two would be interesting.  And would GHO’s wife wait for her sister to finish up before leaving the restroom herself. Men have some variance too, but it’s harder to hear when using urinals in a restroom compared to toilet bowls.  My brother pees like a race horse and I’m a bit more “leisurely” in my tinkle.  If we pee at the same time he always finishes before I do.