Brutus

For the fourth of July, I went to see the new Spiderman movie. The theater was mostly empty as most people are with family on this day. I walked into the lobby to get a ticket, standing in line when I saw a couple walk past toward the concession area. They were late 30ish to early 40ish looking. The woman was a tall blonde in a black sleeveless top, short blue denim skirt and black flip flops. I immediately noticed her legs, which were toned with well defined calves, and a large tattoo on the right leg from the knee downward. She also had big feet with long thick toes. They were still feminine looking and a pleasant sight, just large. I've noticed in the past that some women just have large feet, even if they're not taller than average. So I lost sight of them and got my ticket, food and headed to the theater. Low and behold the couple was sitting just a few rows up toward the back. As I walked up to sit in the row ahead of them, I got a quick but clear glimpse up the woman's skirt as her legs opened a bit as she leaned forward to place her drink on the floor and I saw bright red underwear and the outline of her labia between her legs. She quickly closed them, but looked to have quite a hefty set of lips, and just that quick visual ruined me with arousal.

I did eventually manage to focus on the movie, although my attention was often split between it and her. After it ended, everyone started to get up and with her being right behind me, I heard her say a few words to her boyfriend/husband that I couldn't make out but I did hear the word “piss” at the end. I love hearing women use that word instead of pee. They were ahead of me so I got another good look at her legs as everyone strolled down the hallway toward the lobby area. I wasn't going to try and listen from the hall but she happened to be the only woman that went in the women's restroom at that moment, and I actually got a message so I took my phone out and stood right between the men's and women's, which were basically right next to each other. These restrooms had no door at the main entrance, just walls to prevent seeing but everything can be heard perfectly.

Her partner went in the men's while she hurried into a stall and slammed the door shut. Then she turned loose one of the craziest streams I've heard. It's amazing how every woman can sound so different. She was unique because she first started out in quick violent bursts with pauses. She was not a hisser, but had a very strong gushing sound and then her stream had no more pauses and was a steady pounding reverb that went on longer than pretty much any woman I've heard. It didn't sound desperate anymore, but rather like she was letting it spill at it's own pace rather than pushing as hard as she could've, but still, it was a heavy stream, certainly not a soft trickle. 10, then 20 and maybe even 30 seconds later she was still flooding the toilet. Then I heard a flush but after it settled her stream kept going and it was a different woman that came out. So I kept listening, and the monster bladder woman was still going!! We are getting close to a full minute at this point since she started. Then her man came out and was standing there waiting for her in the hall a few feet away from me. I felt a bit awkward with him being there but he was also focused on his phone and ignored me. Then soon after, she FINALLY stopped, and then let out 2 final quick gushes with very high pressure. Then I was surprised again when she came walking out because I was expecting to hear her flush. She absolutely did NOT! She came out, grabbed his hand and they walked away. Damn I wanted so bad to go in there and look at what she left! Did she splash all over? Did she wipe? Was it clear or did she turn the water gold? Can only imagine the reaction of the next woman that went in that stall and saw what was left behind.

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Michelle's Story (Short)

Last month, the board of directors and Natalie, our CFO invited me to an important meeting to discuss next year's budget. I've only been the head of our finance department for three months and at thirty-four, I'm the youngest to ever get that title here. So of course there's only funds for one promotion in our department and it was up to me to decide between Bryan, who's been a payroll specialist for five years, and Rachel, who's been a staff accountant for three. Bryan had seniority and was next in line, but I wanted Rachel to get it. Me and her often go to lunch together, and girls talk. Her and Bryan actually dated briefly when she first started at the company. I remember the day she was upset because he didn't have flowers sent to her office on her birthday. Apparently, he's not a big fan of public gestures, but obviously is a fan of making his girl feel like shit on her special day, and pretty much every day as she shared. She also told me about the uh...tiny situation in his pants! Lol I think that's what made her breakup with him in the end. That's certainly a relationship deal-breaker for me.

So, being that I wasn't going to give him the promotion, I needed to have an objective reason to present to Natalie in case it was questioned, even though her, myself and the board were the only ones who knew about it. Okay, I may have let it slip to Rachel that I had plans for her. Oops! I had two weeks to officially decide and after two days, I hadn't come up with a good reason to skip over Bryan yet, that is until he mentioned how his computer was running slow and that he couldn't work as fast until IT fixed it. Then it all came together. I just needed to make sure his computer remained troublesome to make him miss year-end reporting deadlines, it was fucking perfect! But how? Jeff from IT fixed it that evening after everyone else was gone. My mind was searching for a way to mess Bryan's computer up again. Even if I knew his password, which I didn't, what could I even do anyway?

At about six o'clock I was done for the day and got up to head to the restroom before leaving, and that's when a genius idea hit me. Jeff had just left, the whole office was empty and the cleaning crew wasn't due yet, so I went into Bryan's office and closed the door. Luckily, he keeps his PC tower on the floor under his desk against the side, perfect for female anatomy to aim at! It felt like destiny. I pulled my skirt up and sat in his chair, no underwear to move aside since I wasn't wearing any, and only do during my time of the month. Sitting at the edge of the chair, I was nervous of course, never having done something like this and it took a while for any pee to come out, even though I was aching to go. But eventually after a good twenty seconds of calming my nerves, I heard a cute little hiss and a small jet squirted out onto the carpet and leaked down between my ass. It soaked the seat cushion but luckily you couldn't see it a few seconds later.

Then it was on! My bladder fucking burst open like a dam and shot a huge mess of piss all over the computer and everything else in the area! It was going all over my legs, the carpet and the sides of the drawers attached under the desk. It was getting really good so I opened my legs a bit more and grabbed my wet pussy to direct the flow and then it was just cascading with a noisy clatter straight into the computer's front panel just like I wanted! It was beautiful, and hitting hard enough to splash back on my legs more! It flooded the crevices around the buttons, the USB ports, vents, and the disc tray. As my piss was literally killing this thing, it sparked a few times and I saw the monitor on top of the desk go from Bryan's stupid Star Wars background to total darkness and that was when I knew it was a success! I was laughing so hard and getting turned on, but holy shit I was still peeing and starting to wonder about how big the wet spot on the carpet would get. It felt too good to stop though so I just let it flow. When it finally finished, I shifted backward to the center of the seat and rubbed my ass and pussy back and forth to wipe myself, and damn near had an orgasm. I reached for a tissue on his desk and wiped off the pool of piss running down the front of the computer, just so it wasn't so blatantly obvious.

I went back to my office to grab my coat and purse. On the way out, I saw a cleaning guy and told him to vacuum really good in Bryan's office because he'd spilled coffee! My legs were still a bit wet but it was hot outside and I knew they'd be dry by the time I got to the car. I was horny all night and the sex with my husband was good enough to beat anything you'd see on Pornhub! Needless to say, Bryan was without a computer for an entire week and was stuck verifying mundane paperwork while IT got him a new one and took days transferring his account and files to it. He missed his deadlines, which Natalie was furious over, after I...kinda, maybe made up the fact that he could've done his reports the previous week! Rachel has been enjoying learning her new role as director of payroll, with Bryan and his tiny dick now answering to her! Ahh I love when a plan comes together!

Randy's Story (Short)

I'd gone to spend the night at my girlfriend's house after the spring semester. I'd met Christina's parents before and they seemed nice. Her mother Debra is basically a forty-three year old version of her, a five-foot nine hottie with more curves and a bigger rack. She's quite a sight to say the least. We were sitting on the sofa when Debra came through the front door, having just returned from the gym. She smiled and said hello while rushing up to the bathroom, joking that she was about to pee on herself. I loved seeing her desperation and tits bouncing in her sports bra on her way past me.

An hour later I sat at the dinner table with them, along with Christina's younger brother Nate, while their dad was in another city for business. We all had a nice talk about a host of things. After finishing my plate I went to use the bathroom. The clothes bin next to the sink caught my attention when I saw a pair women's underwear hanging from under the lid. I reached over and opened it and there was a white thong, a few sizes too big for Christi's petite frame. I picked it up and saw a big damp yellow stain all over the front part. Debra hadn't been fast enough earlier and peed on herself. I got excited and held it close for a sniff. The pussy and piss smell struck the most primitive part of me. Then I turned it around to smell the string that was wedged in her ass and wow, it damn near burned the flesh inside my nose it was so strong. A beautifully potent punch of her sour and musky womanhood was baked into every fiber of that thong.

For the next few hours it was all I could think about as we sat in the family room watching The Revenant. Later that night, me and Christi laid in her bed, making sure not to try anything sexual. She eventually fell asleep but I wanted to smell her mother's underwear again. I wanted more, a taste. I got up at about midnight and went back to the bathroom down the hall. After a quick search under some more clothes, there was Debra's thong. I pulled it out and inhaled the feminine stink, again and again. My mistake here was forgetting that the damn door handle had a habit of not latching unless closed forcefully, which I hadn't done to keep quiet. The door suddenly opened and there was Debra in her short blue night gown, looking at me holding her dirty underwear to my nose. I guess she didn't bother to knock beforehand since it was late and figured we were all asleep. My heart could've broken my ribs it was beating so hard at that point. I was frozen in embarrassment. The cold look on her face...was just...ahh...

Anyway, she came inside, closed the door and locked it. I started to apologize but she instantly cut me off, telling me to shut up. She grabbed the thong from my hand and tossed it back in the bin, saying “Randy, you're one sick fuck.” I said nothing and stared back, at a loss for words and trying not to look at her cleavage and nipples poking through her gown. Then Debra did something that I never would've bet my life on. She pulled the gown up and straddled over the toilet. I looked down and saw her dense blonde bush as she slowly sat down. Then she moaned and started peeing...hard...really hard. It filled the bathroom with a crackling hiss against the toilet so loud that it actually startled me a bit at first. She was sitting with her legs open enough for me to see a few inches of the stream as it was shooting out with pure aggression. She reached down to spread her lips apart and the stream got thicker, easily twice as thick as anything I could ever produce. It was unbelievable how much piss was coming out of this woman. I watched in amazement, and wonder of when it would stop.

Eventually, after what seemed like nearly a minute, she was done and stood up. Her bush and inner thighs were soaked and a few more drips fell into the toilet. She was staring at me and I was enslaved to the most intense arousal imaginable. I just went for it, kneeling down and shoving my face right into Debra's pussy, tasting everything she had to offer, piss, sweat and the days secretions. She hadn't showered after getting home from the gym, so her pussy was natural in the purest sense possible. I licked the pee from her thighs and plunged my tongue into her hole like it had the cure to a terminal illness. Over the next few minutes, she moaned, placed one foot up on the sink behind me, pulled her big tits out and grabbed my head as I worked her over. I tasted more pee as she leaked in my mouth a bit more. I felt contractions pulsing through her body as she panted like an animal and came all over my soiled face. She wanted to scream so bad, I could feel it. 

Afterward, she just...pushed me away, like I was a single-use disposable oral job. She straightened her gown and went back to her room, leaving me there in a broken mess of confusion, staring at her yellow piss in the toilet. I got myself together, used my hand for a much needed release, flushed her beauty away and returned to bed. The next morning Debra was painfully normal, like nothing happened at all. It's been a year now and neither one of us have spoken of it. I'm pretty sure that pushing me away that night was her way of telling me that I was nothing more than a convenient orgasm for her in that moment and that it was archived deep in history never to be mentioned again. Still, the hottest thing I've ever experienced. I can still taste her.

Here's how I've pieced this together in my head over the years. I think the admiration for anything a woman does in a naughty way, be it peeing or even dirty language, is a result of the perception of women being shattered for that moment. On a society wide level, women are seen as wholesome, clean, proper, gentle, cute, angelic and so on, while men are seen as smelly, foul-mouthed, aggressive, and reckless. We are even said to be toxic now and in need of being more feminine. Basically woman is good and man is bad, and that perception hasn't really changed much through human history in many regards.

So when we see/hear a woman do something sexually naughty, it's a shock to our subconscious. To heterosexual males, that shock combined with our love and admiration of women, paints the behavior in a whole new way into an intense admiration for that naughty behavior. So peeing on objects is bad according to the social contract, but seeing a woman ignore that rule governing her behavior is supremely arousing especially since it involves her genitals. I'm thinking it may even be a show of genetic dominance, since alphas usually buck against norms. A woman pissing on whatever she wants is certainly an alpha behavior. 

Mike's Story

I spent more of my youth in the local bar in our trailer park town than many of the adults did. It was called Little Dukes. When I was six, Dad went out for cigarettes one night and never came back. Mom was often a violent drunk that threw things. When she got sauced up and yelled, her voice was ear-splitting and that was when she usually told me I was a sorry son of a bitch just like he was. Wild Turkey was always her first husband. After my old man took off, she started taking me with her to Little Dukes and using everyone there as my babysitters while she got shit-faced. I sat at that dirty bar falling asleep to sports more nights than I could count. By age eight, she was letting me stay home alone when she went out. As much as I often hated her, I still worried about her when she went out drinking. Many times as a young teen I got in Dad's old rusted Ford that he left behind, way too young and barely able to see over the steering wheel and drove to Dukes myself to get her.

One night, Maggie helped me get her in the truck. Like most people there, she knew me as a kid and treated me as her own. She often bought me wings to make sure I was fed. Of course, in those days, I was too young to appreciate how hot she was, but by the time I was picking Mom up, she was one lady I really liked looking at. She was a stocky built brunette with an hourglass shape, about five foot seven and usually wore denim shorts that showed her sexy smooth legs. Being in her late thirties, her face wasn't wrinkled but was weathered from two decades of smoking and drinking. Her heavy raspy voice matched. I remembered hearing her pee years prior. One thing that's guaranteed at a bar is that people pee a lot. There were many nights I walked past the women's room and heard monstrous streams inside. Again, my age at that time didn't allow me to think anything of it but in my teens, the memories of hearing those women pissing like horses came back as a fetish. Maggie in particular stuck out because one time I came out of the men's and heard a crazy loud stream leaking from the women's and I'd innocently stopped to tighten my shoelaces. Before I was done, she came out and smiled so I knew it was her making so much noise. It's funny how old childhood memories can evolve as you get older.

When I was sixteen, she called me and said to come get my mom because she was throwing up again. When I got there, they had her sitting at a table with a glass of water. I ordered some fries to take home with us and went to use the restroom while they were boxing them up. Big Jim was using the one functional urinal so I took a stall. I'm standing there finishing up and then I heard Maggie come into the men's room, saying in her drunken voice to Jim that my mom had puked all over one toilet and that there was shit all over the other one. He laughed on his way out as she hurried to the stall next to me. I kept quiet, she didn't know anyone was in there with her, nor had she seen me arrive since she was in the side room shooting pool. I remembered what she was capable of from that time I heard her so this was a very exciting chance to finally hear a woman pee right next to me and especially her of all women.

She quickly locked the door. I knelt down slightly and saw her cigarette hit the floor and her feet in flip flops positioning at the sides of the toilet while unzipping her shorts. Then she erupted a deafening gush of piss into the toilet that instantly drowned out the music and chatter that you'd otherwise hear from the bar! My jaw dropped. It was fucking insane! Her stream was way stronger than anything I'd heard a man do. She exhaled in forceful breaths as her flow maintained full bore over the next fifteen seconds. She'd already gone longer than I did and was still gushing hard! Then that snakelike hissing sound began to emerge. It was unbelievable to hear that uniquely feminine sound up close as it just sang out, unrestrained. My skin crawled hearing Maggie satisfying her nature so proudly. Then things got more intense when I noticed my left shoe getting wet. Looking closer, her piss was spraying the floor, soaking her cigarette and flooding into my stall! I knelt down further for a better look. Her pretty toes curled up in pleasure as her piss was just shooting sideways and missing the toilet. Clearly she was hovering with terrible results. She gasped in relief more, clueless to the huge mess she was making. Nearly thirty seconds in, her flow finally stopped and her toes relaxed. I could hear the music again. She pulled her shorts up without wiping, kicked the flush handle with her foot and left. I waited two days before cleaning Maggie's dried piss off my shoe.

Got a great one from work today, from a woman I've been wanting to hear for a few years now! I heard her pee and fart!

I know little about her. She's some supervisor of something from a different department and I rarely see her, and have only spoken to her briefly on very few occasions. She has a particularly striking look and I've always suspected she pees hard judging by her body size and shape. Mid thirties, tanned skin and bright blonde hair, like a bleached color and she usually wears it untied flowing freely. Very pretty face, blue eyes with somewhat pronounced jawline and chin, not manly but just a well defined facial structure. She's about 5'7'' and has an attractive hefty feminine build, wide hips, thick legs, small stomach and natural big chest, easily d cup. She usually wears leggings and high heels, with tops that cover her backside. Today her top was a white button down one. She sometimes comes through my department to speak to other supervisors.

She brought her dog in to visit everyone, which is fairly common at the company. I didn't go see it but eventually got up to grab a cookie from the employee lounge area and as I walked by, she was heading out to hand the dog over to her husband and happened to ask me if I would hold the leash and stand with him while she went to the restroom. Talk about being in the right place at the right time! I said sure and took the leash. She hurried to the restroom with an urgent pace and I had a perfect excuse to be standing in the hall right across from the women's room since in this case, I was literally waiting for her. After she went in, I walked him over a few steps to get into better position and heard the stall door closing and then she definitely threw her leggings down fast because a loud, strong stream started instantly. It had the heavy low pitch sound so it was a thick stream hitting the deepest part of the water. At first it was steady for a good 10 seconds and then broke into hissing intervals 2 or 3 seconds long and about a second apart. And when she did let out a new burst, the sound it was making was beautiful. It was a hiss that sounded bigger and more full bodied than other women's hissing, like she had a big urethra opening and was taking deep breaths to push it out as fast as possible.

After the first few of these bursts is when she farted and DAMN was it strong! It came right at the tail end of a burst when her pee was paused briefly, so I heard it perfectly and it was a loud boom that resonated inside the restroom. It sounded like it hurt and I imagined how hard it must've pushed her ass out to make that much noise. She must've been dying to get that out. I love when women have no shame about farting when peeing because any other time, they'd never ever be heard doing that anywhere in public but for many women, that fear is gone when they're mid stream. It's a rare peek at their primitive side.

She made several more hissing bursts and overall it took her around 20-25 seconds start to finish. Given the high pressure, this was a huge piss she took, as I suspected she could. Then I heard the flush and she came out, didn't use the sink. She suspected nothing of me standing in the hall waiting with her dog and having listened to her entire piss from start to finish! She smiled, thanked me for watching it, then took the leash and walked down the hall toward the exit. I got my cookie and went back to my office, and didn't get much work done after hearing that.