Wild girl diaries

[steve25805 121,103]

May 18th 1991:-

Got paid another £350 for ten minutes work today. Basically, Mike and Catherine took me to this house in the posh suburbs - no idea whose it was because they weren't around - for one of those glass table shoots.

There was a large glass dining table in the dining room, with a camera set up underneath it. Catherine also held her camera off to the side flming the action too. I'd been drinking all day without going to the toilet, so I was fully prepared. All I had to do was take my clothes off and squat upon that table doing my stuff. And I basically peed forever, flooding that glass surface with the puddle getting bigger by the second. I was still pissing when it started trickling off the sides onto the wooden floor beneath. I really enjoyed doing it, too..

But I also had to take a dump there as soon as I'd finished pissing, with that being filmed as well. I guess some people like to see that. Fuck knows why! I just don't see what anyone can get out of that, really. Still, I had to do it anyway so might as well get paid for it. Easy money, like I said, lol. No way was I going to be the one to clean it up, though. No idea who did - the mess I'd made was still there when I left, lol.

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May 24th 1991:-

Another porn vid today. Another £500. This one was more S&M, and I got to take out a lot of aggression. Catherine filmed whilst I acted the dominatrix to this tied up guy. I got to whip him and beat him across the ass with a cane, and do some nasty stuff with clamps. I got off on the control freakery of this, and he had volunteered for it anyway and was getting paid more than I was, so I didn't hold back.

But I also got to piss on him. I must have pissed all over him at least four times during the shoot. But not in a "let's have fun together" way, more in a "fuck you!" kind of way. It was just another way of dominating him. Sometimes, it makes me feel good just to use a guy in this way, to be dominant and in control, and to get off on the notion of doing whatever I want to him just because I can. With my last piss, I deliberately pissed in his face. And while I was doing it, I ordered him to open his mouth and drink it! It is really empowering to be able to make a guy open his mouth for me just so I can piss in it.

Actually, would be good having such a guy around if ever I was caught short, lol.

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June 2nd 1991:-

Was out on the town last night with my friend Clare. She got off with this guy and went back to his place with him fairly early on. I hooked up with these two other guys and hung around with them for the rest of the night, getting seriously drunk. Somehow, some other girl ended up with us too - I think one of the guys must have chatted her up whilst the other focussed on me.

Anyway, as the drink flowed we all got talking, and somehow I ended up telling them about times when guys had let me pee on the floor or some such shit so they could watch, and how it was both fun and funny to do it. The girl with us seemed to find this funny but was in no way put off by it, whilst the guys were clearly turned on by the thought of it, and talked about a couple of vids they'd seen once where girls were peeing everywhere.

Well, somehow, I ended up agreeing to all four of us heading back to my place at nightclub closing time, where we were all going to - supposedly - piss all over my kitchen floor! Fuck knows why I ever agreed to that - maybe cos the guys were buying me drinks all evening and supplying Es and whizz too! Anyway, once we all poured out of the taxi and climbed the stairs into my flat, I realised that - even though drunk - no way was I going to let a load of people piss on my kitchen floor! So I kind of changed my mind, which the guys weren't happy about. I offered to let them watch me piss in the toilet but they weren't happy about that either. I guess they thought that I'd led them on, so a mini-drunken row developed during which I called them "perverts" and "dirty bastards" for wanting to piss in my kitchen, and they called me a "prick teaser" for leading them on. I pointed out that I was more than happy to fuck them - even suggested a foursome - but pissing on my kitchen floor was never going to happen. I said I'd be more than happy to piss in anyone else's kitchen - I'd even piss in their living room or on their bed if they wanted me to - but not in my own flat.

Well somehow, we all calmed down as one of the guys came up with another idea. He said he knew this girl whom he described as "a fat bird" who was into watching guys pissing. A plan was developed whereby we'd all call another cab and head over to her place. The girl pointed out that it was now 3.30am and the intended host might not be too welcoming - which then dawned on us too. But the guys still had a fair bit of cash on them and so they came up with the idea of the pair of them paying the large girl £50 each for the use of her kitchen floor. They seemed to think she'd be happy with that.

And so the four of us tumbled out of another cab, still drunk as fuck and dying for a piss, at what was by now 4.15am, at this girl's address. And we started banging on her door and making one hell of a racket. Eventually, looking half asleep, the "fat bird" answered and let us all in, partly just to shut us up I think. Well, the guys then blurted out how we all wanted to piss on her kitchen floor, said she could watch, and immediately offered her £100 between them. She was flabbergasted to say the least, but once she'd properly woken up, with a smirk she actually took the guys' money and agreed.

Well, pretty soon all four of we guests were naked, the girl with us and myself each holding a guy's dick as they both pissed all over the fat girl's kitchen floor. And we both made sure that they peed everywhere, grinning as we aimed their dicks around. And the fat girl was obviously enjoying the sight. You could tell by her expression. Then I stood on a still dry patch of the floor with my legs apart and hands on hips and started pissing everywhere myself. The other girl with us adopted a semi-squatting stance several feet away from me, peeing all over that kitchen floor too. Between us, the four of us totally flooded that floor.

The large girl whose flat it was then popped a squat in a corner of the kitchen herself, pyjama bottoms around her knees, smirking as we watched her pee on the floor too. She then slinked off to bed as the four of us retired to her living room to have sex before also crashing out.

This morning we all called a cab and got away early, not wanting to get roped into cleaning up that pissy floor, lol.

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June 8th 1991:-

Went out drinking with Clare last night. Neither of us hooked up with anyone, so we both ended up heading back to my place to listen to some sounds for a bit before crashing out. The queue at the taxi rank was long, though, so we decided it would be quicker to walk the mile and a half to my flat. En route, though, we did seriously need a piss as our last few drinks caught up with us. We came across a public telephone box, on the busy street we were walking along - quite a few cars driving past, mostly taxis dropping nightclubbers home. And Clare thought it funny to pop a squat in that phone box and piss on the floor.

I was initially going to do the same, but got an urge to be naughtier. So using the excuse that I didn't want to stand in her piss, I said that I would just do it right there on the pavement. Clare was amused at my audacity, pointing out that all those in the passing cars would see me. I just laughed and said, "So fucking what? I don't give a fuck!" And as Clare laughed I lowered my jeans and knickers and squatted right there in full public view.

And then I was pissing there right on the pavement, smiling and waving at the passing traffic as I peed. I got a buzz out of doing that, of course.

One of these days some passing police car is going to catch me doing shit like this, which could be kind of seriously embarassing, lol. But gotten away with it so far.

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June 14th 1991:-

Was out on the town with Clare again last night. We chatted to a few guys but no one really took our fancy. Once, Clare and I did pee on the floor in the ladies' toilets of this nightclub because all the cubicles were in use. But this met with some disapproval, with two other women callling us "disgusting cows" and giving us a hard time. A drunken argument developed - I must have looked rdiculous effing and blinding with these two girls as I squatted there peeing. But when I finished, I shot up and bounded towards the more gobby one, and a full on fight almost ensued. But somehow Clare calmed the situation down, and we left the premises.

Sadly I was too angry on that occasion to have gotten any pleasure out of pissing on the floor. I guess there will always be those judgemental bitches who get off on disapproving and moralising and finding everything anyone else does disgusting. Maybe that's how some people feel good about themselves. So fucking what, anyway! It was just a bit of piss on the floor, no big deal. And it wasn't as if it was her floor anyway. I should have fucking shit there! That would have given her something to get REALLY self-righteous about, lol.

Anyway, having left - and since it was only about 20 minutes until the nightclubs closed anyway - we decided to head back to Clare's place, which wasn't too far away. On the way we did stumble across a very interesting scene though. It has always struck me how readily alcohol brings out the hidden exhibitionist in some people. Most people when drunk will pee anywhere and are less fussy about who sees them, but some can be deliberate exhibitionists about it. Been there and done that myself, as some of these diary entries reveal. Not the only one, though. One time I saw this woman squatting and peeing in the middle of a busy pavement with loads of people walking past.

Anyway - the interesting scene. We were aproaching a corner where a main road led off from the street containing most of the nightclubs, when we noticed the two women working in the nearby burger stand laughing at some sight just around the corner and out of sight to us. But seconds later we rounded that corner ourselves - and there we saw two guys only about 20 feet away, facing in our direction, and grinning as they stood there in full view with their dicks out, pissing all over the pavement. Clare and I laughed and approached them as they carried right on pissing. We could see their dicks. I stood there openly watching the pissing dick of the guy nearest to me, and made some admiring comments.

Then on an impulse, I suddenly reached out my hand to place it a foot or so in front of his pissing dick, enjoying the feel of his hot piss splashing through my fingers. And it did feel really nice. Clare laughed, "Donna, that's disgusting!"

But I just laughed right back, saying, "Feels nice though."

And I truly am the kind of girl who'll take liberties without giving a fuck. Because when he and his mate finally finished - they must have peed gallons, lol - I took hold of his T-shirt and wiped his piss off my hand with it, lol. Clare found that funny, and the guy never really objected - probably just too drunk to give a fuck. I know that feeling myself.

An interesting night, anyway.

[steve25805 121,103]

June 20th 1991:-

Met up with these two guys in the pub last night and they ended up taking me to some full on drink and drugs party at this house hosted by someone they knew. There were loads of guys and girls there all getting drunk, with plenty of weed, speed, Es, and coke floating around. There was only one toilet though, which was frequently in use, so people started going out into the back yard and pissing there. A couple of times, I squatted and peed out there, with a couple of guys peeing around me. Other girls also peed out there in full view, as well as guys.

But, I did attempt to use the toilet sometimes. Once I walked in because the door was ajar and some guy was already stood there with his back to me pissing in the toilet. I just walked over to the mirror on the wall beside him, making a pretense at fixing my hair and makeup, but really just looking at his pising dick in the mirror. I suspect he knew I was really watching him pee but he carried on anyway.

One time, I was sat on the loo going toilet - shock horror, Donna drunk at party settles for peeing in the toilet like any normal person. But I had deliberately left the door slightly ajar, hoping someone would walk in on me. And they did too! A guy and some girl he was with barged in, apologising about not being able to wait. He immediately got his dick out and started pissing in the sink beside me, and I had an awesome view of this. I openly gazed at his pissing dick, smiling at the sight. The girl had her jeans and knickers around her ankles, with her ass over the edge of the bath, pissing in it.

Of course, I ended up christening the carpet, lol. I went up to use the loo but the door was locked. Someone was already in there. So I was about to head back down to the yard, but then noticed that for once no one was milling arouns outside the toilet. So I smirked to myself as I sneaked into one of the nearby bedrooms, pulled my jeans and knickers down, and squatted beside the bed. And yes, I peed right there on the carpet. But it wasn't my house, never really bothered finding out whose it was, and I was too off my face to give a fuck anyway. So as I peed on that carpet, I had a really naughty idea. I stopped peeing in mid flow, got up onto that fucking bed, crouched down in the middle of it, and finished my piss on the bed, lol. And there was enough left to pretty much soak not only the sheets but the mattress too, I'm sure. I am just so fucking disgustingly bad, haha.

I finally got a taxi home - alone sadly cos I felt horny as fuck and dying for a piss. So on an impulse I got into my shower and squatted down - without even bothering to lower my jeans and knickers. I just deliberately pissed through them, wetting myself on purpose and enjoying the feel of my ass and crotch getting wet with warm piss. Only after I finished peeing did I step out of those wet jeans and knickers - leaving them in the shower to deal with this morning. Quickly wiped my own piss off me with a towel, then went to bed where I got myself off before crashing out.

Was a fun night.

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June 27th 1991:-

Got back to my flat last night at about 2.30am, drunk as fuck, and decided to put some sounds on. Yeah, I know it was stupid o'clock but I get selfish when I'm drunk, and the music was a bit too loud I suppose. Anyway, the neighbour was seriously pissed off, but instead of speaking to me, she got on the blower to my fucking landlord! Next thing I know, my musical enjoyment is interrupted by him knocking on my door at three in the morning - pissed off about being woken - and threatening me with eviction! I talked him around in the end only with promises of better behaviour in future and a free blow job, there and then. Well, that landlord is old enough to be my dad and I had to let him cum in my mouth cos of that bitch next door! He might expect more of the same in future and could become a real sleazebag over this. So I might well have to move out anyway just to get away from him if that happens.

Well, drunk as I was, and with this situation, I was seriously angry and storming around my flat ranting. I got hold of a hammer and started bashing the walls aggressively, knocking huge dents in them which I later had to hide with strategically placed posters. Eventually, though, I decided to do something that would really piss her off and which no one could prove was me - as long as no one saw me. I took a chance on that - it was 4am by then and the bitch next door seemed to have gone back to sleep, and there was no sign of anyone else around being awake. Anyway, the bitch had a "Welcome" mat on her front doorstep, and that became my target.

I went out there and pulled my jeans down and squatted over it, and did a long piss all over that mat, fucking soaking it totally. It felt really satisfying. But I didn't stop there. I decided to take a very satisfying shit there as well and left a large turd on her fucking welcome mat for her to discover this morning.

How's that for a welcome, bitch! Haha

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June 28th 1991:-

A lot of bullshit came my way today, as a result of the "Welcome mat incident." First off, I got a knock on the door by the police, who wanted to come in and discuss a certain matter. And I knew right away what it was. The neighbour had reported me for what I'd done on her mat - she knew it was me - but I denied it outright. And without any evidence to prove otherwise - and no one saw me - they were powerless to do any more than warm me about the potential consequences of being an anti-social tenant. Then they left - no action taken.

But soon the landlord showed up as well - seems the bitch grassed me up to him too! And he was more tricky to deal with. You see, unlike the Old Bill, he didn't need evidence. If he thought I'd done something, he didn't need to prove it. He could just give me notice to quit anyway. So I had to be cleverer and made up some bollocks about getting friends around to console me and that some of them had joked about doing that on her mat but I'd warned them not to. I swore I never did it myself and had no idea somebody else had til the cops showed up today. I think I half convinced him.

Played hardball too a little. I made smalltalk about his family, wife and kids and all that, which was normal when I saw him. But I followed up in the sweetest and most matter of fact tones with mention of that blowjob. There was no direct malice or threat in my words, nothing that might provoke. But he picked up the undertone nevertheless - that was something I had on him so be careful! He backed off in the friendliest possible way, then. I am - after all - not someone to be fucked with.

He did though insist that I apologise to the neighbour on behalf of whatever of my friends had done it, which I gritted my teeth and did. But that just pissed me off again. So I got in touch with Fiona and asked if she wanted any help with any of her S&M clients. Offered my services for free, just wanted to take out my aggression. So I ended up spending an hour and a half with Fiona in some guy's house where we had him tied up. And I got to beat him with this cane and a whip. I verbally belittled him too whilst I did a piss right there on his carpet right in front of him, with him tied up and powerless to stop me. Before I left, I ordered him to open his mouth to let me piss in it, lol.

Felt a lot of my angry tension released after that.

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July 14th 1991:-

Been making changes in my life concerning the selling of sexual favours. My time in Cyprus was a real eye-opener and got me into doing some serious thinking. For one thing, it really did open my eyes into how much fun pissing could really be. For another, I made so much money that I began to think I was selling myself cheap back home. The vids were lucrative when I got such work, and the specialist escort work I occasionally did with shady characters could bring in good money too. But the fucks and sucks for £30 0r £40 a time at the nightclub? Did I really need that? I mean, fucking someone takes so much effort when I can be paid twice as much for spending 30 seconds pissing on someone. And I actually enjoy pissing on people, I've come to realise. Just reluctant to let them near me when they're covered in my piss.

Anyway, the word has been put around - sucking and fucking is off the agenda without a much bigger financial offer. I can get all the fucking I want in my private life. Instead I am focussing more on the pissing side of things. Few other girls will do that, certainly not with the genuine enthusiasm I can bring to the occasion. So I have taken to drinking on the job at the nightclub more, all the more to pee, and so as to indulge any paying clients with a golden shower or whatever. I might include a handjob for extra. Am getting a reputation for what I do amongst a select clientele.

My basic services are pretty straightforward . £20 and he (or she - very occasionally a woman might be involved) can watch me piss on the floor. £30 and I will piss all over him - an extra fiver on top and I'll do it in his face! £45 and he'll get a handjob afterwards. £200 and I'll let him piss on me! I do other stuff sometimes too, like spanking games or shit like that. And sometimes people will offer enough to persuade me to fuck them. And there is this one dirty bastard who likes to watch me shit on the floor and pays me £50 a time just to watch. I make him clean it up afterwards too, lol. But mostly, I make cash at the nightclub by pissing now.

Last night was typical. I made £95. One guy paid me £50 to piss in his face before wanking him off, another paid me £20 just to watch me do my party trick of standing naked with my hands on my hips and legs apart, pissing all over the floor. The other offered me £25 if I pissed in his beer glass for him. Well, I was happy enough to do that whilst he held it for me - and I got to watch him drinking it afterwards!

Am 19 now and need to think about how best to maximise my sexual assets, so to speak. And pissing is just such easy money, lol.

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July 22nd 1991:-

I had some fun time with Mike again last night. Clare was staying with friends for the night so Mike had the place to himself. So after numerous drinks he took me back there. I do kind of feel slightly guilty about my occasional flings with Mike behind Clare's back, what with her being my best friend and everything. But never really been one to dwell on such things for long. If it wasn't me, he'd only be screwing somebody else, and I at least would never try to steal him from her. It's just casual fun with no strings attached as far as I am concerned. And what Clare doesn't know about can't really hurt her anyway.

But enough of that. Was a fun time. Mike likes to hear some of my pissing tales, and I had loads to tell him about Cypruss. Back at his place, we both took our clothes off whereupon I gigglingly stood pissing all over the kitchen floor, then held is dick for him while he pissed there. And I waved it around, laughing as I made him piss against the door to the fridge and cooker as well as all over the floor. He just grinned at this. We then left it there before going into the bedroom for great sex.

He did mop the kitchen floor up afterwards and we got dressed to chat - just in case Clare should come home for any reason. I decided to ask him about Catherine, the female photographer and camerawoman who always seems to be the one filming the action for any of the video and picture shoots I do in the UK - usually for a fairly small select wiewership with money to burn - unlike in Cypruss where most of them were hitting the shelves in countries where such porn is legal. One day one of those might end up doing the rounds here under the counter, and I'll be recognised. Would prefer it if that didn't happen but you never know.

But anyway, back to Catherine. She has always been rather unrevealing about herself in my presence. During one or two pissing all over the place filming sessions, she has herself just peed right there on the carpet out of apparent convenience, but never been filmed doing it as far as I know. Anyway, she is a professional freelance photographer with a couple of kids at home - married too - and just does the porn shoots as a lucrative way of earning extra cash. Mike apparently knows her from years back. Says he once dated her for a short time before she got married. She likes spanking games, dressing up roleplay and - occasionally when drunk - even golden showers. But that is very much take it or leave it with her. She is bi-curious but mostly straight - like me I suppose. She has never performed for the camera or sold sexual favours for cash, but enjoys filming fetish stuff. Her husband knows about her lucrative sideline, but not many of the gory details of exactly what she films. He prefers not to know.

One day I hope to persuade her to go out drinking with me, and get her to really let her hair down and have fun pissing everywhere. Would love to get to know her better and have a decent chat with her sometime. She interests me, and I see her often enough - more or less every time I do any kind of video or pic shoot, she is there behind the camera. In fact, another picture shoot is taking place in a few days time. Fiona has arranged for pics of me pissing everywhere to be sold to a German fetish mag. And whilst one of their photographers is coming over to take the pics, Catherine is going to be there filming a video of me in action - as agreed in advance - so money can be made selling that too to our select audience in the UK. Am looking forward to it.

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July 27th 1991:-

Did the video and pic shoot today and am now home feeling rather tipsy and very horny. The day was great fun. The action took place in this house - no idea how Mike finds people who are willing to let us use their houses like this - I guess a lot of money supplied by those who view the films must change hands. The owners maybe get new carpets and furniture out of it? I dunno, will have to ask sometime. But too much nosiness tends to be unwelcome in this field which is why I never ask too many questions.

Anyway, Mike was there in the background watching me pissing everywhere all day as I was plied with lager - I bet he loves these shoots cos of what he gets to see me doing. I often notice a bulge in his trousers with his dick hard. Catherine was of course filming me in action all afternoon, whilst some German guy kept taking pics. And I got to make most of the suggestions about where I pissed so was pretty much totally letting my hair down and pissing wherever the hell I liked.

I spent the entire afternoon naked, with Catherine and the German guy springing into action whenever I needed to piss. First off, I did my trademark standing in the middle of the living room with hands on hips and legs apart pissing all over the carpet thing. I also squatted upon a table and peed. I sprayed the kitchen floor. I stood peeing all over a double bed in one of the bedrooms. I stood in front of the living room sofa and peed all over it, swaying my hips from side to side to spray as much of it as possible. I stood pissing all over the bathroom floor right beside the toilet which I was deliberately ignoring. I stood facing the living room wall with my hips thrust forward, pissing against the wall. And I stood at the top of the carpeted stairs, raining my piss down all over them.

In spite of all the drinking, it took pretty much most of the day to film so many long pees all over the place. At one point, Catherine simply popped a nonchalant squat in the corner of the living room and peed on the carpet, smiling briefly at me as I watched her doing it. The German photographer decided he was going to take pics of that too, but before he got the chance, Catherine kicked off and dissuaded him in no uncertain terms.

I did get to see the two guys pissing as well, Mike against the living room wall - he was getting hard as I watched him I noticed, whilst Catherine just smirked at what he was doing. The German guy just got his dick out at one point just after I had peed on the bed, and pissed on the bedroom carpet beside it. Catherine and I watched his piss splashing down and soaking into the fabric.

Came straight home after that shoot and started writing this. Feel horny as fuck now and can do with another piss. So I am going to take off my clothes, piss in the shower just for the hell of it, and bring myself off while I am doing it. Rubbing my clit whilst I pee, with hot piss splashing over my fingers....yeah I will be climaxing in no time, lol.

[daemoniak 586]

Wow! I can't believe how many stories you added in just a week!

Most of them are not exactly my cup of tea, too many angst or alcohol/drugs references I guess, and being paid somehow robs the naughtiness of it for me. I did appreciate the "party" story, with our heroine peeing in the bedroom however.

[steve25805 121,103]

Wow! I can't believe how many stories you added in just a week!

Most of them are not exactly my cup of tea, too many angst or alcohol/drugs references I guess, and being paid somehow robs the naughtiness of it for me. I did appreciate the "party" story, with our heroine peeing in the bedroom however.

Thanks. I am fully aware that quite a lot of these stories - in many ways so unlike my usual stuff quite often - is not for everyone.

That is because they are based on a real person, and although the fixation upon pissing is mostly my own imagination, the attitudes of the character, and some of the things she does are based on real events and situations quite often. For example she did play music at stupid volumes at 3am and the landlord did come out at that time and threaten her with eviction. And she did later rant and rave and start hitting walls with a hammer and did talk about putting shit through the neighbour's letterbox, though without actually doing that. I merely adapted these real events and distorted them into a work of fiction that fit the character.

Because so much of what I write here is similarly based on truth, albeit with a mostly invented piss fetish added on, and much greater emphasis on porn shoots and stuff, I am very much putting the real character of someone I once knew on display here in all it's glory. So much so, in fact, that if she ever read this she'd probably recognise the character as herself with a pee interest added. So a little risky, but I don't think that she is in reality interested enough in piss to ever show up here.

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August 5th 1991:-

Went out last night and got chatted up by this sexy as fuck guy in his mid-20s - called Gary - with a 9 inch dick - so I found out later, lol. Well, as the drink flowed we both loosened up and gradually it turned out that he was into pissing too. He told me about some peeing vids he had that I hadn't seen, which sounded interesting. And we shared a few tales, though of course I seriously diluted my shit because he would have run a mile probably. But I did tell him I was more than happy to piss anywhere if it wasn't my place I was doing it in.

Later on, when we were well drunk and sitting at this table in a darkened corner of a nightclub and we both needed to pee, I ended up suggesting that we just do it there under the table. He laughed but was well up for it. And in no time he was sat forward in his seat beside me, dick out, laughing as he pissed right there on the carpet. It was great fun watching him do that. After that, I sat forward in my seat, pulled aside the crotch of the shorts I was wearing, and pissed on the carpet myself, both of us giggling at the naughtiness of it but loving it. That patch of carpet under the table was fucking soaked, lol.

Of course, I took him back to my place where we both were soon naked. And we needed a pee. He wanted to piss on me and have me piss on him, but I turned him down, making some joke about not doing the golden shower thing on a first date. Truth is, no way was I fucking up my flat and the only convenient place was my shower cubicle - I had no bath - and it was just too small and cramped for me to fully enjoy pissing on him in there. Decided I wanted to see him again anyway - we'd already exchanged telephone numbers - so that pleasure could wait until we were someplace where I could really let rip with no sense of being cramped. My reaction to the notion of him peeing on me was an automatic "no way" at first, but when I saw his sexy as fuck naked body and nine inch dick, I really began to actually enjoy the idea of that dick spraying hot piss all over me. The thought of being pissed on by this guy was actually turning me on, which suprised me. Never really got off on the notion of being peed on before. I guess it just has to be the right guy.

Anyway, we really did need to pee and wanted it to be fun, and he commented that the toilet was far too boring. Of course, no way was I letting my flat get fucked up with floors and carpets peed on or any shit like that. Other people's carpets and floors I don't give a fuck about, but I don't want to live in a flat stinking of piss. Not every visitor would understand. So I ended up suggesting that he piss in my shower and of course I wanted to hold his dick while he did it. And I aimed his piss not only down onto the shower floor but all against the walls too. It was fucking brilliant, and made a lot of noise as it splashed against the floor and walls.

I was about to climb into the shower to pee as well, but he suggested I pee in a glass instead. He said he'd always enjoyed holding glasses whilst girls peed in them. Well, ok. I thought. Why not? So I led him into my kitchen, handed him a pint glass and opened my legs. He held the glass up to my crotch, and I started pissing in it. It felt and sounded nice too. By the time I'd finished, the glass was very nearly full of my warm champagne - it did look much the same colour as champagne actually.

He joked about how he'd never tasted piss before. He'd never met a girl so special that he'd be willing to drink her piss. But he flattered me by talk of me being the sexiest girl he'd ever met, and that he'd even drink my piss to prove how much he liked me. And before my eyes he raised the glass to his lips and drank several gulps, commenting how great it tasted. I felt kind of really flattered.

Then he laughed and said, "Watch this!" as he led me back into my bathroom, clutching the glass that was still three quarters full of my pee. He stepped into the shower, raised the glass above his head, and began to pour my piss all over himself. Seeing this did send a few tingles of excitement though me as I laughed at him drenching himself with my warm champagne. It was so sexy. But I did laughingly insist that he take a shower before coming to bed with me. I didn't fancy ethe idea of my bedsheets or me getting covered in my own piss and having to sleep in it.

The sex was awesome when it happened. And he was so expert with his tongue that he even brought me to orgasm at one point just by licking my ass. I am definirely going to see this guy again.

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August 9th 1991:-

Met up with Gary last night again in a pub, where we had quite a few drinks and smoked a little weed outside. We had an attack of the giggles at one point, laughing at the thought of pissing on the tables in front of everyone and silly stuff like that. We didn't actually do that of course. If we did we'd probably end up being arrested, lol.

After quite a few drinks we went back to his place, grabbing a load of cans on the way. But his place proved to be a bit of a disappointment - just a single, albeit fairly large, room with a small kitchen unit and sink, a single bed, a cheap sofa, a coffee table, an armchair, a wardrobe and a cupboard, plus a small bedside cabinet, and that was about it. The bathroom and toilet were a communal affair elsewhere in the building and shared with the other tenants. Hardly ideal for watersports. Gary was actually quite apologetic, explaining that he'd recently split up from his girlfriend and had short term cash flow problems so settled for this dive temporarily. But he assured me he would be getting something much better in a few weeks.

Anyway, we arrived there both needing to pee, so first thing he did was approach the sink with his dick out and hanging it over the edge - he was tall enough to do that. I approached to watch, but he then had a sudden change of mind, saying that pissing in the sink was boring: he did it all the time. So instead he turned around, dick in hand, facing towards the centre of the room. He flashed a grin at me as he said something like, "This place is a dive and the landlord's an asshole. I'll be moving out in a few weeks anyway, so who cares." And with that he started pissing right there on his bedsit carpet. I stood there admiring the scene, and loved how it was splashing down almost right in front of me.

Well, once he'd finished, I decided to go myself and stepped out of my footwear, jeans, and panties, and went and crouched down in a corner, pissing on his carpet there. He just grinned as he watched me doing it.

Then we decided to strip completely naked - it was a hot evening - and cracked open the first of many cans each. And we settled down to watch a few of his pissing videos. We sat with arms around each other's shoulders - with him fondling my breasts - as we viewed them, and I was getting well horny. Seeing people peeing on floors and tables and beds and on each other was good fun. One of the films was American and showed this laughing American woman squatting and pissing on a bed, whilst some guy was watching her and grinning, and another scene where two women on a sofa just opened their legs and sprayed their pee over the carpet for a dare. Lot's of golden showers and pissing in faces and mouths too in both vids.

Every now and again we needed to pee - what with the lager we kept drinking - but we pretty much just peed wherever we liked on the floor, massively ruining that carpet, lol. At one point I just sat forward on the sofa with my legs apart and started pissing all over the carpet from there, just like those two American women in the video. We both found that kind of funny and sexy at the same time.

Eventually we piled into his single bed to have sex - which was a bit of a tight fit but he had great staying power and the sex was again great. But at some point we both became aware that we needed another pee. He seriously suggested just wetting the bed together - and by now I was drunk enough and horny enough to agree. And so we both ended up deliberately pissing in the bed together. I still can't believe that even I did that because not only did we soak the sheets and mattress, but also each other because we were both laying in it. I should have just thought it was gross - normally I would have - but it just seemed to be a turn on instead. And we fucked each other to climax in that pissy bed, bodies wet with warm piss as we screwed. Afterwards, we just laid back and fell asleep in that pissy bed.

I awoke maybe a couple of hours later feeling cold, wet and uncomfortable, and after a moment realised why. No longer quite so drunk I felt disgusted to be laying there covered in piss. So I got up, put my underwear on, and went out to the communal bathroom to take a shower. Needless to say, I did not return to the pissy bed but crashed out on the sofa instead.

I did actually wake again sometime later still - it was still night time - and needed another piss. Gary was still sound asleep in the pissed in bed - does nothing wake him? Well, with a smirk I decided to put that to the test. Naked again, I stood facing the bed with my legs slightly parted and hands on hips which were in turn thrust forwards. And I started pissing all over the bed and him, swaying my hips from side to side to spray as wide an area as possible. My piss must have felt very warm and wet as it seeped through the thin bedcover onto him. The sound of my piss hissing and splashing down was loud enough to wake the fucking dead on it's own, for fuck sake - but STILL he never woke up. I couldn't believe it. I had to check to see if he was still breathing, which he fortunately was. Having finished - and ascertained that he was merely sleeping soundly and not fucking dead - I just shook my head in amused disbelief and went back to the sofa with a smile.

This morning he finally woke up, soaking wet with piss, and commenting on how much fun it was pissing the bed together, and on how incredible the amount of mess that we'd made was. I inwardly smiled to myself, thinking it best not to mention that I'd pissed all over him and his bed during the night whilst he slept, lol. Before leaving - and after he'd cleaned himself up - just before calling a cab for me, we both thought it would be fun to take a piss against one of his walls. His idea.

We both stood there side by side, him with dick in hand, me with legs parted and hips thrust forward, as we peed against his wallpapered wall like it was some urinal. A large new puddle soon formed on the carpet at the base of the wall.

We had a great time, but his place is now one hell of a fucking mess with piss all over the place. But that's his problem. I was out of there with no regrets, lol.

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August 12th 1991:-

Clare was away visiting her mum today, so Mike bought me a few drinks and took me back to Clare's flat. And I ended up holding his dick for him as he pissed all over the kitchen floor. Was going to piss there myself - he usually loves to watch me do that. But this time he said he had a better idea, and led me into Clare's bedroom. There he dragged her double bed aside and pointed to the now exposed area of carpet that was underneath it and told me to do it there.

"You fuck off!" I said. "I'm not doing that on Clare's carpet." But he insisted that the bed would hide it when dragged into place. And he pointed out that whenever he fucked Clare in that bed, he'd know that I had pissed on the carpet underneath it. He also explained that if it started to smell a bit pissy, she'd only think it was her cat anyway.

Well, of course, I fucking did it. It actually felt incredibly naughty just squatting there and pissing all over my best friend's bedroom carpet, without her ever going to know. I found it quite funny too when I thought about it. Made a very large puddle too, but the bed soon covered it up.

I fucked Mike on top of that bed afterwards.

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August 16th 1991:-

Met up with Gary again in the pub last night. We had quite a few drinks before heading back to his place. As soon as we walked in the smell of piss was unmistakeable.

I chuckled, "Gary, this places stinks of piss."

He grinned at me. "Yeah I know. Kind of reminds me of you pissing all over the place."

I laughed, "So romantic."

"Place is a dive anyway, and I've got a new flat lined up and am moving out next week, so who cares."

And with that he just nonchalantly unzipped his jeans and got his dick out - and started pissing right there all over the carpet right in front of me.

I kept glancing at his pissing dick with a smile as we carried on talking. "Gary, you'll never get your fucking deposit back."

"Landlord's a cunt who never returns deposits anyway, so I don't give a shit about pissing everywhere."

I laughed. "Well I might as well piss on your carpet again too then."

"Feel free", he grinned.

And so, as his own piss finally dwindled to a halt, I stepped out of my jeans and panties and squatted beside his bed. And a moment later I was enjoying having a piss right there on his carpet. Made a massive puddle there too.

Afterwards we had great sex on the bed. But I did end up calling a cab afterwards. I just didn't fancy spending the night in a bedsit that stank of piss, to be honest.

But just before getting dressed once more, I grinned flirtatiously at him and said that I'd leave him somthing to remember me by. And I squatted upon his bed and took another long piss right there, soaking his sheets and mattress. He wanted to piss on me, but I knew I wouldn't have time for a shower afterwards before the taxi arrived, so I suggested he just do it against the wall or something. Which he did, lol.

Was fun anyway.

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August 21st 1991:

Weird request at the nightclub last night. Some guy offered me £25 just to watch me piss in his car, lol. I do get a few weird ones sometimes. I think that amongst piss pervert circles I have a bit of a reuptation for being up for it I suppose. Anyway, I had never pissed in someone's car before so I took his money and agreed to do it.

He led me outside to a quiet street a block or two away where he had this top notch Mercedes parked. He unlocked it, opened the backdoor, and gestured towards the seats. And pretty soon I was squatting on the back seat, jeans and panties pulled down, as I did a long hissy piss all over the upholstery. Was great fun and I seriously enjoyed it. I love just being a dirty bitch, especially if it's someplace new I am pissing. Made one heel of a mess on his seat, though.

On the way home from the club later - I'd decided to walk for once - just for the hell of it, I decided to piss in a public phone box, lol.

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August 26th 1991:-

After several drinks down the pub with Gary today, we went back to his new flat. Much more spacious - own bathroom and kitchen with tiled floors, own living room and bedroom with carpeted floors. I really want to christen those carpets sometime, but he wasn't drunk enough to let me. This new flat he has more respect for and doesn't want me pissing on his carpets, lol. But he did offer me the use of his kitchen floor. And how could I refuse?

So I ended up naked - he wanted me to be nude when I did it - and stood in the middle of his kitchen with my legs apart. I love pissing in that position. And pretty soon I was spraying piss all over his kitchen floor tiles. The sound of it hissing out and splashing down was fucking superb, and I began rubbing myself as I peed, enjoying the feel of it splashing through my fingers.

He then wanted to piss on me right there in his kitchen! Not normally big on being pissed on, but Gary is so hot, his nine inch dick so fucking superbly sexy, that I got a buzz out of the idea and actually wanted to let him do it. So I let him do it - on condition that I could take a warm water shower after recieving his golden one. And I wanted him to be naked as well. And pretty soon, there I was standing naked in his kitchen, my own piss already all over the floor, with Gary stood there aiming his gorgeous dick at me, pissing. The sight and feel of his hot yellow piss spraying out of that dick and splashing against my body was seriously turning me on. I was rubbing myself ever more frantically as his piss splashed against me, moaning with sexual delight. His hot piss splashed against my ass and my legs, and by the time he was finishing I was enjoying a brilliant orgasm. His kitchen floor was covered in piss.

I missed a trick there, though. He has wanted to piss on me from the start, and if I had made that conditional upon him lettting me piss on his living room carpet, I reckon I would have christened it already, lol.

Anyway, I showered and left soon after because I had things to do, and in any case do not like devoting too much time to one person. I arrived home not long before writing this diary entry, and needing another piss. But I ignored my toilet and just pissed in the shower instead, lol.

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September 1st 1991:-

Went out drinking with Clare last night. She went home to her place in the end but I picked up this guy and walked with him back to mine. On the way, we needed a piss, so - for a laugh and at my suggestion - I ended up holding his dick while he pissed in a telephone box, then let him watch me pissing there. Was fun. At my place we had a few drinks, then played around for a bit having sex, before he got a taxi home.

This morning I woke up desperate for a pee and feeling horny. I was still naked as I walked towards the bathroom, intending to ignore the toilet and just piss in the shower again. But I felt like doing something really naughty, but still didn't want to fuck up my flat. Pity I wasn't in some pervert's flat. I would have loved pissing on his bed or his carpet right then.

But I did walk into my kitchen, climbed up onto the sink, and squatted over it. Moments later, I was pissing in my own kitchen sink, and enjoying it so much I started to rub my clitoris as I peed, my warm piss splashing through my fingers. I actually orgasmed as I peed, lol. It felt fucking brilliant!

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September 3rd 1991:-

Clare came round last night and we went out to the pub for a bit, then came back to my place where we had a few more drinks amd smoked some weed. Clare had brought with her some German porn vids, which she described as being "funny as fuck". She has a weird sense of humour and regards the kinky stuff as anusing, laughing at the shit some people are into. There were some pretty extreme S&M vids, and a fucking disgusting shitting vid. But she also had this pissing video that I quite enjoyed. Clare laughed at some of this but I think it turns her on a little too.

These women, and men and women, were pissing all over each other and even in each other's mouths. There were guys pissing in girls' mouths, and they were drinking it, lol. I'd have to be paid a massive load of money to let anyone piss in my mouth. But if I was offered ten grand or something, I'd probably let them do it. It's only piss, after all.

Some of the women in that video were pissing on the bed and on the carpet as well. And in the fucking kitchen! It turned me on to see that. Love pissing vids. And when we needed to go, I talked Clare into pissing in my shower for a laugh, whilst I peed in my bathroom sink. Later, after we'd drank all our beers, we both peed in our glasses before emptying them into my kitchen sink.

When I'm in the mood for it I fucking love pissing, lol. If we'd been in some guy's flat, we'd probably have pissed all over the carpets and furniture if he'd have let us.

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September 7th 1991:-

Went around to Gary's for a bit last night. Got to have fun for a bit, drinking, and pissing on his kitchen floor. But later on over some stupid shit we got into a fight and he acually hit me. I got him back - am pretty tough for a girl - but am not into guys who get shitty after a few drinks. So I fucked off out of there. This morning he called me and apologised but they all do that. No guy who does that once gets to do it again. Won't be seeing him no more unless I bump into him by pure chance. Made sure he knew it as well.

So I guess I won't ever get to piss on the carpet in his new flat after all. Still, no great loss.

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September 15th 1991:-

Got some stripagram work last night for this stag do. I was paid £300 for something special. Basically, all the usual sexy stuff, cavorting and undressing in front of the groom, flashing my tits right in front of his face, draping my bra and knickers around his neck, rubbing my crotch on his leg, sitting my naked ass in his lap, and all that. But apparently the groom had a thing about being peed on which his bride-to-be knew nothing about and wasn't into. That's how - in a roundabout way - I ended up landing the job and negotiated the price. Because after all the usual stuff, I was expected to piss on him right there.

The venue was the carpeted living room of someone's house. No idea whose house it was. Anyway, I did my routine and cavorted naked in front of him for a bit. Did it quite well too since it was my first ever go at a stripagram job, though I already knew some sexy moves. Previous clients had paid to see me dance erotically whilst stripping before. But then I moved forward, stood astride his lap and started pissing on him right there. He was loving it, I could tell, and all his mates were cheering. I peed for ages as well, soaking his trousers, and the armchair he was in, and making a fucking huge puddle on the carpet.

I thought to myself that a good reputation for this might bring more opportunities, because it sure is good fun doing this stuff, and therefore an easy earner. So I decided to give them their money's worth. I unzipped the groom's now soaked trousers, took out his pissy dick, and gave him a quick handjob. Then I dressed and left, £300 richer.

Was fun, and I had to bring myself off later when I got home.

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September 24th 1991:-

Some weird guy was chatting me up in the club last night. Seems he'd heard about some of the things I've done for money. He's a friend of the club owner, Dave. Anyway he seemed a bit sleazy and only wanted to talk dirty really, but once he mentioned that he had money to pay I resisted the temptation to tell him to fuck off. Found out his name was Barry and he was a fair bit older than me, probably mid-30s. Wasn't really my type, but pissing is easy money so who cares? That certainly seemed to be his interest, anyway. He got onto the subject of me pissing all over the place - apparently he'd seem some of my vids which - in the UK - are only sold to a select clientele. This made me sit up and listen because he obviously knows people. I asked him what he did but he was reluctant to say and just talked about being involved in import/export, whatever that meant. Probably some kind of drug smuggler or something, lol. Or illegal porn, maybe.

Anyway, he was divorced and now lived alone, and leered as he talked about how much fun just pissing everywhere could be and wanted to watch me do it. Then came the offer. £1000 for spending an evening at his place just drinking and pissing everywhere. I was well up for that, but feigned reluctance sufficiently well for him to quickly up the offer to £1500, and I eventually got him to settle for £1800, on condition that he could film me for his own private collection. I thought, yeah, why not? Free drink on offer too. Arrangements have been made for a couple of days from now - £300 advanced already and the rest when I show up at his place. He gave me his address and said he'd send for a taxi anyway. Am quite looking forward to it, even though the guy isn't really my type.

He offered me some additional money there and then for something he described as "naughty" somehow. I needed to pee anyway and he wanted to watch me do it somewhere totally outrageous, and offered £250, easy money for a one minute piss someplace. Normally I'd pee where the beer is stored in the room with a concrete floor, but this guy was paying this much - and offering more for another major pissing session in a few days - that I felt I needed to do something more perverted. So I led him out through the hallway towards the storage room, but stopped before gettting there. Not wishing to be caught in the act, I didn't take my jeans off or anything, just lowered them and squatted down in the middle of that hallway. Then I did a long hissy piss right there on the carpet and made a massive puddle. If Dave saw me I'd be in deep shit, but spillage tended not to show on that carpet, so I guessed that if I wasn't caught in the act, no one would notice anything. And I did manage to finish without being spotted, an extra £250 in my pocket.

I think I got away with it. No one noticed the piss puddle on the carpet last night, and it will probably be drying out by now. I guess time will tell, lol

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September 27th 1991:-

Went to this Barry guy's house last night. Had a fair few drinks beforehand so that I needed a piss by the time I arrived. It hit me as soon as I walked in. The place stank of piss. Barry leered his sleazy grin at me, saying how much fun it was just pissing everywhere and that he now wanted to watch me do it. I soon told myself that it was his place not mine and if it smelt a bit pissy that wasn't my problem. I mean, why should I even give a fuck? I was going to be pissing everywhere there myself soon enough.

Well, he gave me the other £1500 and showed me where the beer was, as I said I needed a pee. Soon enough, I was naked before him, semi-squatting in the middle of his living room with my hands on my knees, him filming me on his camcorder. And I enjoyed a long hissy piss right there all over his carpet. The sound of it splashing down was fucking brilliant. I really enjoyed it too. It can be so much fun just being a dirty bitch in someone else's house.

When I finished he put his camcorder down, got his own dick out and started pissing right there himself. Even though he is not my type, it was kind of fun watching his pissing dick spraying piss all over the carpet.

He then gave me some pill - he called it a "diuretic", apparently designed to make you pee, and took one himself. It worked too! I kept drinking lager but even so was pissing ridiculously often, like every half hour it seemed. And so was he.

And we totally trashed his place by pissing everywhere. We pissed all over the kitchen and dining room floors, and upon the dining room table. I popped a squat upon it whilst he stood aiming onto it with his dick. The living room sofa and coffee table were both pissed on too. I stood having a piss against the wall in the hallway, loving the sight of my piss splashing against the wall, and flowing down it to soak the carpet at it's base. We both also peed on his bedroom carpet and all over the bathroom floor. The latter amused us as we ignored the toilet that was right there and just peed all over the floor right in front of it.

Best pissing fun I'd had for a while. And as a "thank you", just before leaving, I decided to fuck him as a freebie and because I felt horny as fuck by then. Was a great orgasm as well. Didn't take him long to shoot his load either, lol. Don't normally fuck sleazy guys but I seriously needed a fuck right then.