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On 3/7/2023 at 8:34 AM, meanwalk said:

I just wanted to say that I love this story. The detail is amazing and it's refreshing  how it's written from the victim's point of view. The girl's attitude is amazing too and I love the total lack of respect she shows to priceless historical artefacts. I really hope we see more. The fact that this girl is still unnamed really adds to the mystery. Ever thought of doing a "crossover episode" where she teams up with the girls from your other stories? 

Interestingly, I had not thought of that before! The Nina and Katie series and this one (which was supposed to be a one-off) are written in different ways so I never thought about combining them, but you are right the girls would probably be good friends with one another. Maybe in the future!

This story is a direct continuation of Part 4 with my characters Nina and Katie. This story begins in media res as a flashback at first. Thank you so much for your continued feedback and criticism -- you all have been very welcoming and accepting of my stories. You encourage me to continue writing!

This story contains content that may be objectionable to some, namely themes of pee vandalism, property damage, and general malice towards property and people. There is a little bit of vomiting too but it is quick and out of drunkenness. All characters and events are works of fiction... but assuming you knew them, which girl do you like more? Nina or Katie? 😈

Thank you as always!

 

Pee Vandalism with Nina and Katie - Vacation (5)

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"Mmmh~" Nina purred as she gently pulled back from the penis she had in her mouth. After taking a moment to nuzzle it, the naughty girl kissed it before placing it back in her mouth to continue sucking, enjoying herself as intensely as the pleasure she was giving.

It was delightfully dirty. She felt that it was the perfect end to the evening, and Nina was very pleased with their gleeful debauchery that day. That morning when she and Katie chatted while nonchalantly -- yet quite intentionally -- relieving themselves on the 5-star Hôtel Plaza Athénée's pristine carpets, the girls couldn't have even imagined where the day's events would take them. Yet it had been a fun-filled, pleasurable day packed with bad behavior: they had vandalized a stranger's car, urinated all over a religious statue, ruined a gallery's worth of a bright-eyed high schooler's paintings (quite literally by pissing all over his hard work), and tossed aside the kind boy they had led on as their "friend" once they had finished using him. They did all of this over the span of a single day, and the girls enjoyed every moment of it.

Indeed, back at the department store as Nina and Katie left the scene laughing at Michael's crushed expression, so aroused were they from having thoroughly manipulated him that it had been difficult for the two to keep their hands off one another. In fact, the horny minxes had gone as far as to momentarily duck into an empty aisle to start removing clothes and nibbling on intimate areas before realizing that they had an opportunity for yet more mischief at the poor boy's expense.

"Hey, Nina-" Katie interrupted as she pulled away from her friend. Her skirt already on the ground, the blonde was standing in only her thong after the two had begun kissing vigorously in a deserted aisle for children's toys. "You know how we were gonna make a video of our last day in the hotel?"

"Yeah?" Nina nodded. The raven-haired girl had pulled her camisole up to expose her breasts while making out, but didn't seem to be in a hurry to re-clothe herself as she pondered her friend's question. It was no secret that the two fully intended on trashing their hotel suite before check-out, and the two had come prepared to record the no-doubt steamy vacation memory.

"We should have plenty of space on our phones, right?" The blonde continued, her eyes sparkling. "And we still have Mike's phone number?"

Nina immediately understood her friend's ill-intentions and a devious grin spread on her face. "Damn, Katie! We do!"

In moments, Nina's phone was in video mode -- 4K definition to catch all the details of course -- and at arm's length to pan over their yet half-naked bodies as well as the aisle they were standing in.

"What's up, bitches?!" Katie greeted the camera while simultaneously flipping it off with both hands. "We're here in a department store in Paris, being the bad bitches you know and love! And you can tell we're up to no good 'cause we're in the middle of a toy aisle, Nina's tits are out, and I'm here enjoying the fresh air on my ass!"

As the blonde cheered, she turned around and bent over to lower her thong, mooning the camera in the background as Nina began to speak. "Hell yeah we are! Kids' aisles are great because they are always empty. Me and Katie were getting ready to fuck here because we just finished stomping and pissing on some guy's heart." The vile girl smirked as she ran a hand over to caress her breasts. "He was such a nice boy, it made us so ridiculously horny to use him like that!"

"The nice ones are always so heartbroken when you toss them aside," Katie turned back around to pout before continuing, "done it plenty of times tho!" For a moment, the blonde's insincerity sent the two into a fit of giggles, and again as she slipped behind Nina to cup her chest with her hands. Resting her chin on her friend's shoulder, Katie nonchalantly played with Nina's nipples while addressing the camera once more. "But yeah! This store is gonna close soon so we're gonna have to leave the floor dry here as we postpone, but we got a better idea!"

"That's right!" Nina winked as she nuzzled Katie. "With the security guards preoccupied and all... let's just say that we're fixing to leave a few items missing from the shelves."

"Yeah." Katie laughed. "I don't think we've gotten anything in Paris yet without just stealing them ourselves. Tonight's no different, 'cept for the fact that we're gonna be doin' some shoplifting in the garden section for a change -- you'll see why in just a moment!"

At this, the recording cut out as the girls excitedly fixed their clothes and left the aisle. Here and there a few brief clips of the girls ripping price tags off various items got recorded to their phones, as well as the two drinking down a few bottles of refreshing fruit punch they found (and discarded) on one of the shelves. Overall however, it was trivial indeed for Nina and Katie to escape the store undetected to return back to the parking garage. Much to the girls' satisfaction, the shiny little Renault Clio that Michael so generously used to chauffeur them around remained the only vehicle on the floor. And with its owner nowhere in sight, the girls stared it down as their hearts pounded with excitement...

"Alright!" Nina beamed as she resumed recording. The video took a moment to adjust to the dim lighting inside the parking garage as Nina panned around the empty floor and, after briefly showing off the lonesome Renault, Nina turned the camera back to herself to talk. "So this is Michael's car! This little guy worked real hard today to drive us all over France! We had to refuel it like three times because we kept the A/C running, but it was nice clean ride while we stretched out in the back seat."

"Yep!" Katie chimed in off-camera. "Plenty of room to sit back and down some iced coffee. Heck, I'd say it would probably be great to fuck in too! Five stars -- would ride again!"

"But yeah, anyways!" Nina continued, "take a look at what we swiped from the store!"

After tapping the screen to switch cameras, the recording focused on Katie holding up what appeared to be a familiar, albeit decidedly untarnished, sun dress in her size.

"Not that, you bitch!" Nina laughed. "The other stuff!"

Katie stuck out her tongue in response before picking up what her friend intended to show off. "C'mon over here too, Nina. Pose with me!"

Brandishing them, Nina and Katie held a metal spade and a massive sledgehammer respectively as they arched their backs; even in the poorly-lit parking garage, the light managed to glint off the shiny new tools. After smirking directly at the camera, Nina ominously panned back to the defenseless Renault.

"Ya know," a grinning Katie stepped in front of the vehicle. "We owe a lot to this guy here for doing so much work for us today!" Setting her hammer down and leaning it against the car, the blonde pulled her top above her breasts to seductively press them against the bonnet. "Such a reliable little guy!"

"Yep," Nina grinned, taking position next to her friend to fit them both into the camera frame. Setting her spade aside, she then proceeded to pull up her bodycon to show off her lack of panties before bending over to press her naked butt against the car as well. "Mmm," Nina murmured conspiratorially, "still warm... guess he's still tired from all that driving around today. It's nice that he's finally getting a chance to rest a bit, huh Katie?"

The blonde stood back up, leaving a faint imprint of perky boobs on the bodywork as she looked into the camera. "Nice, yeah. But the thing is, we're not very nice, are we?" she grinned devilishly. "So since we're a couple of bitches, what say we- oh, I don't know... 'thank' our little guy here by turning him into a smoldering pile of metal?"

"Ooh!" Nina clapped as she stood back up, leaving behind a naughty print of her own. Not bothering to readjust her skirt, she giggled playfully before giving the camera a performative set of puppy dog eyes. "Sorry, Mr. Car~" Nina cooed innocently, "we're gonna use you to get ourselves off so be a good boy and let us you rip apart, okay?~"

"And piss on ya!" Katie added offscreen.

"Oh yeah, Katie's right. Sorry. Let me rephrase that." Nina turned back to talk to the car, continuing to coo playfully as she ran a finger along the bodywork. "What I meant to say is that we're going to smash you up, break all your windows, tear your seats apart, and use you to take a nice long piss in, okay? And while you're lying in pieces in a pile of scrap smelling like our piss, we'll go back to the hotel with no worries and fuck like rabbits... okay Mr. Car?"

Katie laughed at the performance, "you're such a bitch," prompting Nina to break character and flip off the camera. "Thank fuck though," the blonde continued, "I was lyin' to his face earlier when I told Mike I didn't have to piss where the sundresses were."

"Fuck, tell me about it. All those iced coffees..." Nina replied as she rolled her eyes. "When we were in the toy aisle earlier I was going to just take a piss over that one shelf of Dalmatian plushies. Could've probably used one to wipe too."

Katie grinned. "Guess we had the same idea then. No joke, I was fixing to pull my thong aside and pop a high squat over the racecars on the bottom shelves so I could piss while we were making out."

"Hot," Nina laughed. "Bet the janitor is glad we behaved then."

Indeed, the iced coffee they had downed during the lengthy drive back had for some time now been urging the devilish duo to answer nature's call... and wasn't it convenient that there was a private, comfortable, splashback-free toilet in front of them just begging to be of service? Eager to have some fun, the girls exchanged glances -- each grinning with only the baddest of intentions.

Nina held out her camera.

Alone in the dimly lit parking garage, Nina and Katie abandoned all discretion and shrieked with laughter as they began mercilessly vandalizing Michael's car. The Clio's lights were the first to go as Katie slowly and deliberately circled her prey, nonchalantly pausing to shatter each one with her sledgehammer before moving on to the next. Stepping over the broken bits of glass that her friend scattered with each swing, Nina used her spade to wedge the doors open before proceeding to hack away at the seats, effortlessly tearing through their fabric. Taking care to capture every bit of the carnage on film, the girls giggled with delight -- there was something immensely satisfying about wantonly destroying something they had enjoyed moments earlier; the idea that the hapless Michael would eventually find the aftermath too was enough to send the girls howling with laughter.

Pleased with having wounded it so thoroughly, Katie then moved on to smash every last piece of glass comprising the Clio's exterior. Shattering the passenger windows was a simple task, and she even ripped the sideview mirrors off the body with the force of her hammer, sending them clattering across the concrete floor. What was more satisfying however was the fact that it took multiple swings before both the windshield and the rear window shattered into sparkling shards, and Katie celebrated by smashing dents into the car's body in triumph.

Nina was in a celebratory mood as well -- having left the car's insides in tatters, the impish girl had taken to inflicting gashes on the exterior of the vehicle with her spade before moving to damage the tires. Although this proved to be quite a task, meticulous use of the corner of her spade led Nina to eventually succeed in puncturing all four tires. And as the car lowered on account of its tires quickly losing all air, she figured that she would accept its gracious invitation by climbing up on its roof where she tossed her spade aside.

"Hey Katie!" The rude little minx called out. "Take the phone -- be sure to get this!"

Pausing to smash a few more dents into the siding, the blonde reached over to take the phone, centering Nina in the frame. Pausing to playfully moon the camera and spread her cheeks, once Nina finally got into position, the angling of the phone was able to capture quite a delicious view of her pussy indeed. "Ready to let it out, girl?" Katie prompted, knowing exactly what her friend was fixing to do.

Nina's mischievous grin was answer enough. Jumping on the roof a few times, the selfish girl kicked her shoes hard into the bodywork to create dents for her feet to sink into. Satisfied with her footholds, Nina turned to face the rear window -- or rather, the hole left behind as its shattered fragments lay glittering across the back seat. For a moment, Nina couldn't help but look down at the battered vehicle to admire their combined handiwork. It was in awful shape, but a toilet was a toilet and Nina figured she ought to treat it as such. Bending her knees slightly, Nina relaxed her bladder.

Katie was able to capture a nice low angle as Nina began peeing, her stream arcing up slightly before simultaneously splattering messily both onto and into the car. Humiliating the damaged Clio with a golden shower, the broken window allowed the naughty girl to patter over the back seats as well. It was already bad enough that she was treating her gracious host's car like a toilet, but she was doing the equivalent of pissing down the side of the bowl. Naturally, her rudeness only made her relief all the more enjoyable.

"Look, Katie! No splash-back!" Nina laughed as she adjusted her stream so that she could focus on staining the car's interior. After all, naughty liquids wash off quite easily from vehicular exteriors, and the fact that her urine was soaking into the numerous gashes she had just made in the seats ensured that her relief was all the more destructive. Though on the outside too, Nina was pleased to find that her pee was managing to cascade across and pool into her footholds. With no respect for the owner, Nina playfully bounced around, wiggling her tush for the camera to show how much fun she was having pissing over Michael's car, and made various raunchy poses for the camera as she continued to pee, allowing it to spray wherever it ended up going. She squatted low, she squatted high, she spread her pussy, she spread her cheeks -- the dirty girl was making an utter mess as the humid scent of pee began to fill the area. After finally emptying herself, Nina squatted once more to push out any last spurts of pee onto the wounded little Clio before finally hopping off with an unabashed "ahh!"

Katie grinned as she panned the camera over the naughty streaks of piss running down the sides of the ruined car. Nina had peed for almost a minute and as usual showed no remorse for her actions. As the blonde handed the phone back to her, she gave her a peck on her cheek to express her approval. The blonde wasn't quite ready to relieve herself too however -- beckoning Nina over to the car's front, Katie picked up her sledgehammer. Despite the bonnet being suspiciously devoid of dents unlike the rest of the vehicle, she instead lifted the hood and flashed an evil smile that was instantly understood by her friend. Filling the empty garage with sounds of glee yet again, the girls took turns swinging the sledgehammer at the car's most vital parts. Sparks flew as the battery got knocked aside. Washer fluid splashed onto the concrete as its tank cracked and burst. The radiator, the alternator, and the focus of their attention -- the engine proper itself -- Nina and Katie pulverized the expensive machinery until oil was pouring all over the floor.

"Think it can be fixed?" Nina smirked as she panned the camera across the broken machinery littering the ground before letting out a small "eep!" as she looked down and hopped away; so much oil was pooling out of the useless vehicle that it was starting to run towards the center of the garage towards the water drain. Before long, there was a stream of ugly black oil mixed with various automotive fluids flowing into the drain and Nina took great pleasure in tracing its route with her camera -- from the struggling drain, all the way to the engine.

"Look what ya did~ that's pollution, Nina," Katie provoked with a grin. The blonde posed innocently next to the car as she leaned on her sledgehammer.

"Fuck if I care," Nina replied disinterestedly as she continued to record.

With the garage now quiet save for the occasional choked gurgle of its drain, Nina trained her camera on Katie. Earlier that day, the blonde had told Michael in detail about how she had no qualms about breaking into people's cars, squatting on their seats, and relieving herself all over the interior if it was of convenience to her. After all, why would she? She had done far worse things before. So she felt it was somewhat poetic then that she punctuate her lack of guilt for tonight in much the same fashion; satisfied with killing the poor vehicle, Katie opted for a triumphant show of power over her prey.

With the help of her hammer, Katie worked with Nina to rip the driver's side door off its hinges to make it fall onto the concrete with a painful crunch. And then, just as she had promised, the blonde didn't hesitate for a moment to do what she had done to so many people's cars before: with a mean smirk to Nina's camera, Katie dropped her skirt, tugged off her thong, crawled onto the driver's seat (hovering gingerly to avoid any sharp glass), and arched her back as she proceeded to start pissing all over it.

As Katie peed, she sprayed down the seat until it was saturated, only then altering her stance to direct her selfish relief onto the dashboard instead. The blonde sighed in bliss as she watched her amber urine mercilessly wash over the paneling and made it a point to thoroughly pee on the radio as well. Despite the car being clean and fragrant just an hour earlier, she wanted to piss on every last surface to defile the vehicle thoroughly.

Of course, though peeing like this was almost second nature to the girls, the fact that she knew the owner was not lost on Katie -- she wanted to show how much pleasure her bad behavior was giving her by providing plenty of eye-candy for the video too. Here she was, perched half-naked on a car she didn't even own; utterly unapologetic, she played with pussy, pinched her nipples, flipped off the camera, and pretended to pleasure an imaginary penis all while peeing all over the car's interior unabated. With Nina mere inches from the naughty action, she was able to capture Katie's dirty behavior from every angle, and she did so until the very end.

Pleased with the mess her friend just finished making, Nina couldn't resist giving a little extra for the camera too. As Katie perched with her butt still hovering pointed at the camera, Nina sensually leaned in and kissed it. Slowly, she licked from the base of a cheek all the way to the top, leaving half of her friend's delicious posterior glistening. "Mmf, look at that sexy ass!" Nina grinned. "Look at what you did! Did that feel good?"

Katie merely winked at her as she hopped off the drivers seat. As she picked her thong back up however, she paused for a moment before grinning at her friend; pleased with having relieved herself so thoroughly, she walked back over to the car for the sole purpose of adding insult to injury as she stretched her thong over the steering wheel.

"Wooo!!" Nina cheered as she hugged her friend. "Let's get a look at that naughty pussy!!" she grinned as she zoomed up on her friend's crotch.

"Don't forget your own! Whose fault is it that the roof has piss dripping down the sides?" Katie laughed, watching Nina show off her own genitals to the camera too.

No longer concerned with any further need for vehicular integrity, the girls proceeded to smash up the Clio until the roof had caved in, the doors were ripped from their hinges, the bumpers were on the floor, and the body showed more metal than paint. Switching the phone to photography mode, the girls proudly posed in front of the snarl of scrap that moments earlier had been a well-maintained, roadworthy car. As was often the case with the two, clothes were quickly shed completely as the girls took a variety of obscene photos around the carcass. Giggling nonstop, Nina and Katie snapped photos standing on the wreckage, masturbating on top of it, kissing in front of it, mooning the camera, and so much more.

And perhaps they didn't realize just how much time they had spent trashing it, or maybe the fruit punch they enjoyed earlier just happened to quickly go through them. But by the time they had finished taking enough vile photos to dispel even the slightest notion of feeling bad for the car, the duo felt enough of a need to pee that they figured an encore performance was in order.

Although it took some maneuvering for Nina to prop up her camera correctly, she had managed so that both of them could fit in the frame as they stood on the wreckage. With their backs to the camera, the two beautiful minxes stood in the nude, glistening in sweat. Ass and pussy on full display for the lens, the girls arched their backs, and each held up their middle fingers with both hands. As the camera began shooting in burst mode, Nina and Katie simultaneously began relieving themselves -- unapologetically pissing all over the Clio's remains. This time there were no theatrics, just pure art as the two disrespectful bitches held their pose while urinating straight down over the car they destroyed for no reason at all. Nothing more than the sound of urine hitting twisted metal in the silence of the parking garage -- it was a jaw-dropping display.

Finally satisfied, the girls stepped away from the mess on the ground and set the phone to record once more as they cheered naked in front of their handiwork.

"Yeah! So, uh, about that car we liked so much?" Katie grinned wickedly as Nina panned from their chests to their faces to the wreckage. "It's kinda... broken now?"

"Yep, pretty sure what we did qualifies as murder," Nina laughed as she showed the amount of oil flowing across the concrete. "Poor little guy~" she cooed.

"I mean, it's wild, right?" Katie spoke with mock astonishment. "Just a little while ago this was a whole-ass car that drove us around the country!"

"Sorry!" Nina winked playfully into the camera. "That was our bad. We just had to tinkle real bad, is all~"

"Yeah, 'sorry' my ass!" Katie laughed. "We coulda pissed in the store but chose to do it here instead! I ain't sorry and I know there's no way in hell you're sorry!"

Nina laughed in response, giving her friend a playful spank. "Fine fine! Yep, she's got me. I could have just peed in the toy aisle like she said, but we've both done that plenty of times before. Heck, we've peed on people's cars plenty of times too! On the other hand, totally wrecking a guy's car? Sign me up! And you better believe that I don't give a fuck!"

Punctuating her statement, Nina flipped off the camera with an unapologetic smirk before using her middle finger to pleasure herself as she continued, "I mean, fuck, we were playing with our pussies in half the pictures we took. You think I feel bad about what we did? I just helped rip this piece of shit apart even though it belonged to a guy that was nothing but nice to us! I got myself off to totaling an entire fucking car that had nothing wrong with it, pissed all over its wreckage, and stuck him with the bill! Yeah, the only thing I feel bad about is that I can't do this more often. I'm going to be reflecting on my actions alright... as I masturbate all night over how fucking good it felt to do this and get away with it!"

Katie was laughing uncontrollably at how she had riled up her friend. Meek as she typically was, she could say the most vulgar things when she got going. Finally, between gasps, she uttered into the camera, "alright, alright, this busted up piece of shit is starting to smell anyways so I think it's about time we make our getaway!"

Re-clothing themselves as they walked, Nina and Katie slipped off into the warm summer night without sparing a glance back at the crime scene. The two were in high spirits as they laughed through the streets, even pausing to take turns keying a van they passed that was idling for a delivery.

"Mmm..." Nina pondered as she reviewed the footage on their phone. "Just pissing in people's cars is going to feel all boring now."

Katie stifled a laugh. "I'll tell ya what, next time we use someone's car, you can rip the wipers off too." She couldn't help but grin as her friend merely sighed in response and was about to provoke her further before remembering, "oh! You still have Mike's number right?"

Nina gave a devious little chuckle. "Yep. It's uploading now then I'll send everything tonight before blocking him."

"How much you wanna bet he jacks off to it?" Katie grinned. "I mean we were cock-teasing him all night. He saw us both naked and pissing everywhere but we didn't even let him feel a tit!"

After the two giggled at the possibilities for a while, Katie pulled out her phone to map a way back to the hotel. However, after looking at the time, Nina suggested a different destination. Their minds abuzz with their horny misbehavior, the girls' simply couldn't stop their hearts from pounding as they reflected on how they had treated Michael -- so much so that Nina had a wonderfully filthy idea on how to finish off the day.

After quite a lengthy walk, the duo eventually knew they were near the right place as they began to hear the muffled bass of music emanating from a relatively nondescript part of the block. Nina had done her research and located a nightclub tucked away far from the eyes of tourists; it had quite a reputation, after all. If the reviews were to be believed, drugs were aplenty and a little nudity didn't bother the proprietors so long as no one was making a nuisance of themselves -- it was a fun little spot where locals could enjoy a blind eye towards more questionable behavior. For this reason, as Nina and Katie passed an alleyway directly adjacent to a club entrance to see two men urinating nonchalantly against the wall along with a topless drunken girl hunched over next to them to vomit onto the pavement -- all within eyeshot of a bouncer that didn't seem to pay any mind -- they figured they had the right place.

"Damn, that's strong!" Katie commented as a prominent stench wafted from the alleyway.

Nina laughed. "Guess it's a de-facto bathroom. They're probably fine with people using it so long as they don't do any of that inside the club."

Though once the girls entered the venue, it was clear that anyone with the intent to detect naughty activities would have a difficult time indeed. Amidst the pounding music, the club was a dimly lit a haze offering only glimpses of others in between flashes of strobe lights. True to its reputation too, aside from those dancing, if one looked carefully a number of huddled silhouettes could be seen here and there occasionally emitting gentle moans as they thrusted to the beat of the bass. It was clear that such activities were an open secret, and Katie almost tripped over the feet of a girl kneeling on the ground as she bobbed her head back and forth in front of a male companion seated at a table, before finally finding an open booth in a corner.

"Whew, quite the place!" Katie laughed.

As her friend held their booth, the blonde went to grab some menus. Enjoying the atmosphere with absolutely no signs of remorse about their actions that day, the girls took turns sending each other into fits of giggles as they speculated about the numerous messes they had left for others to find across France. Naturally given their most recent (and most flagrant) bout of vandalism, Michael was also a topic of conversation (and demeaning jokes) and soon Nina was grinning mischievously as to the reason why she wanted to go to a club in the first place.

"Here, take the phone," Nina grinned at her friend. "Get this on video, alright?"

Gesturing with her head to a couple tables down, the raven-haired girl had noticed something just as the strobes flashed across the room. It could have been that she was still just being dirty-minded, but as Nina got up from their booth, she began to walk towards a figure that she could have sworn looked a lot like a guy who-

Ah, she found him.

He was a blonde Parisian boy -- maybe a little younger than her -- but he had a sturdy build and was cute enough. He hadn't noticed her, and indeed he seemed to have had a fair share of drinks already, but instead his focus was downwards as he stood next to a table.

Thinking no one was paying any attention, the boy had his penis out and was relieving himself on one of the table's chairs hands-free.

Staring unabashedly at the boy's member bobbing slightly as he urinated in plain view, Nina grinned with approval, thinking it time to finally make a move.

Startled, the boy yelped and momentarily cut off his stream; before him a girl had appeared kneeling at his feet, her mouth open and playfully tonguing the air where his stream had been seconds ago.

"Go on~ I won't tell anyone!" Nina murmured playfully as the dumbfounded boy hesitantly did exactly that; whether he could actually understand her or not, the resumption of a pattering sound signaled that the boy was once again peeing on the chair. Delighted and horny from watching his casual disregard for the furniture, Nina stuck her tongue out to taste some of the stream, licking her lips seductively as the boy dribbled to a stop.

Though the boy didn't seem to speak much English, there was no way he could have misunderstood as Nina gently grasped his penis and led him to the corner where her booth was. Out of the corner of her eye too, she could see Katie grinning with her camera trained on her, and knowing that she was recording made her even hornier. Giving both the camera and the boy a little pre-show, Nina drew up her bodycon to expose herself and shook her naked ass for a quick tease.

Thus indeed, it was the perfect way to punctuate their naughty day. After kneeling down and pulling up her camisole to show her breasts, Nina opened her mouth and gently began sucking on the boy's (now rather stiff) penis. As she pleasured him with her mouth, she too pleasured herself with her fingers. The wicked girl had planned it as soon as she found the club -- after denying Michael and abusing his kindness, she was now turning around and having sex with someone else. She didn't even know his name! The horny minx had sought out the seediest of clubs to have raunchy, public, meaningless sex with a complete stranger instead of the boy that trusted her and thought of her as his friend. Knowing this, and being fully aware of how filthy she was acting, Nina squirted on the carpet multiple times even without proper penetration.

Gleeful at having reminisced about her naughty day thus far, Nina now focused completely on her nameless partner; she wasn't going to hold back in the slightest. She arched her back and ran her hands over the boy's legs and backside, sucking greedily and noisily to give him the best blowjob of his life. Every so often she would pull back and play with his penis -- nuzzling, kissing, licking, and nibbling -- before placing it back in her mouth. While she did this, she also made sure to give the lucky guy a show by spreading her legs to show off her dripping pussy. Alas, it soon became apparent that her performance may have stimulated him a bit too much (and who could blame him?) as Nina could see him getting fidgety as he inched closer to orgasm.

Drawing back once more, Nina switched to providing a handjob in anticipation of the boy cumming. As she stroked his throbbing penis vigorously and mere inches from her breasts for added eye-candy, she soon felt the familiar warm sensation of semen spraying against her chest. After the first spurt, Nina playfully opened her mouth and re-aimed him to catch the second in her mouth, before enveloping the head of the boy's member with her lips to allow him to finish directly on her tongue. Even after he was done, Nina continued sucking him as she ran her hands over her breasts, bouncing around playfully. Despite sitting practically nude on the floor with a penis in her mouth, the naughty girl batted her eyes innocently as she looked up at her impromptu partner before pulling back, gently brushing her hair out of the way, and opening her mouth to slowly spit its contents onto the carpet next to her. Smiling slightly as she watched the boy's reaction, Nina even stuck out her tongue to drool every last bit of cum onto the carpet -- it was someone else's problem now.

As a thank you, the dirty girl gave him a sweet little peck -- not on the boy's cheek, but rather on his member. Though he looked a little disappointed, the lucky boy understood and did not protest as Nina politely waved him off. Fully satisfied, Nina waited until he left before reaching across the floor to pick up a wallet that she had deftly slid out of the boy's back pocket while sucking him off. Not bothering to adjust her clothes, she stood up, opened it, and leafed through the contents to take any cash or credit cards for herself. Despite leaving the boy's ID and other belongings intact, the half-naked Nina nonetheless walked over and nonchalantly tossed the wallet into the trash before coming back to her friend.

"Jesus, you can be such a slut sometimes," Katie laughed approvingly as she stopped recording. "The guy looked like he came a ton!"

Nina winked. She did not even bother sitting down at the booth and instead opted to lean over the table, resting her glistening breasts on the surface. "What can I say? I'm pretty good at sucking cock."

"I'll say," Katie laughed. "You better take a shower and wash that off you when we get back though. I don't wanna be smelling that shit all night!"

As she leant on the table conversing, the raven-haired minx absentmindedly wiggled her yet-uncovered ass from side to side. If anyone saw her, or what she had just did, no one said anything -- in a way her behavior was not out of the ordinary for the club. What would have been frowned upon however, if a staff member were to see it, was the fact that if one paid attention to the floor at Nina's feet, a few damp spots were beginning to appear on the carpet; a patter of golden droplets was quickly making it apparent that the girl was beginning to relieve herself.

A small hiss could soon be heard as Nina had settled into peeing a steady stream onto the carpet behind her. Given the cheap fabric, it did not take along before a pattering sound could also be heard as her urine created a foamy puddle spreading towards the side of the table. As she leant over to talk to Katie, the disrespectful girl had not even paused during the conversation before starting her relief. "This place is pretty great, huh?" Nina continued.

Katie grinned, having already detected what her friend had begun doing on the floor. "Yeah? If you like it so much, why are ya peeing on their carpet then?" she jabbed.

Nina laughed and briefly glanced behind her as if she had just noticed herself. "Well, the same reason I just spat that guy's cum on it, I guess," Nina answered with a shrug. "Just because I like it doesn't mean I give a fuck about who has to clean it, so here, clean up my piss too!"

"Bitch," Katie laughed as Nina stood up on her tiptoes and wiggled her tush provocatively. "Well, good, because I was fixing to do the same thing."

"By all means! It's not my problem~" Nina grinned, still urinating without a hint of guilt. Her playful wiggling had sent her pee splashing onto different parts of the carpet, not that she had even bothered to turn her head to see the damage. The horny girl continued to piss until she was empty, sending a few final spurts splashing onto her puddle. Due to her antics, the puddle had spread quite far along the carpet, and every so often others could be seen stepping over it in confusion.

Katie stepped out from the booth and gave her partner in crime a playful swat on her naked behind. "Let's see..."

Nina giggled, turning around and laying down on the table. Unashamed, she spread her legs to give eye-candy to anyone who might happen to look her way. "Do it on a wall maybe?"

"Maybe." Katie pondered as she glanced around. "I wanted to pee in one of the speakers but it looks like all of them are mounted."

"Mmm, would've probably been hard anyways since people would notice if it broke," Nina shrugged. Idly, she slipped a hand between her legs and started playing with her pussy before continuing. "You could always piss in someone's drink," she offered with a giggle.

Naughty and mean -- Katie liked it, and the way that Nina seemed tickled by the idea without sparing a thought for the victim aroused her. Glancing around, the blonde looked for potential targets before narrowing her eyes. "I'll do you one better," she replied with a smirk. "Keep a look out, alright?"

Nina knew that smirk and instantly knew her friend had something good in store. Or bad, rather. That was the smirk she made when she was about to be a bitch. Still laying on her table, Nina grabbed her phone and watched as the blonde walked over to an unattended booth across from them.

Just a few spots down, it seemed that food and drinks had been delivered for a group of four... except they were clearly still out dancing. In fact, given the positioning of the booth, it wasn't even possible to tell from the dance floor that their order had arrived. Gleeful at her luck, Katie had an entire table's worth of food to play with rather than just one drink. And from where Nina was, she could easily warn her in case anyone was approaching.

Feeling her heart quicken, the blonde grinned as she looked at the drinks first. As ever, she had little regard for the janitorial staff as one by one, she picked up each glass and overturned its contents onto the carpet next to her. The remaining items -- a plate of chicken wings and a basket of fries -- she left as-is. Her stage set, Katie made sure to give the camera a little pre-show by tugging off her top and flipping up her skirt to show off the pussy that was about to ruin a whole group's night.

As she turned to face the table, she gave herself a playful spank before winking at the camera. Then, in one swift motion with no hesitation, she then widened her stance, aimed her pussy upwards, and began peeing an arc that was quickly splashing all over the table. Immediately the fries and the wings received a dousing of fresh piss, and although most of her stream began landing on the table instead, she did manage to get some inside the empty glasses as well.

Unsatisfied however, the blonde clamped off her stream, dribbling pee on the carpet below. She knew she could do much better, and she glanced towards Nina who gave her a reassuring grin that the coast was clear. Seizing the opportunity, Katie then climbed onto the table itself, one foot stepping directly on the basket of fries, and squatted to take aim once more. Relaxing her bladder once more, Katie began peeing a jet across the table and its contents. As her yellow piss washed across the surface, it began cascading off the edges to land on the seats and carpet beneath.

Katie was now grinning broadly, finally happy with the mess she was making. As she watched Nina recording her in the distance, she flipped off the camera in a show of triumph as she kept pissing all over the table. With the drink glasses now in reach too, she gleefully reached for one after the other to fill with the contents of her bladder. Just as Nina had done in the cafe the day before, Katie had no qualms about pressing her genitals over the same glasses that people drank from -- now they were hers to unashamedly piss into. And indeed, Katie did exactly that -- the naughty girl managed to fill up three of the glasses with pee, only managing to get the fourth glass half-full before dribbling to a stop. Topped with foam, they could certainly be mistaken for beer if one did not notice the smell.

Hopping off the table, the still-topless Katie turned around to pose for camera, making a mock-shocked expression in front of the mess she had created. Indeed it certainly was a mess -- aside from the alcohol she had callously dumped on the floor earlier, the carpet was now soaked with pee dripping off the side of the table. The tabletop was covered in the blonde's piss, and even the glasses she had filled had droplets running down their sides. The fries were ruined -- flattened as an insult to injury after getting peed on -- and the chicken wings were coated in far more than the house sauce. The table was a disaster-zone; an entire meal for four ruined by one girl's desire to tinkle someplace naughty.

Prior to leaving, Katie made a few more poses in front of the aftermath to taunt the camera with her lack of remorse. For starters, Katie turned to face the table and flipped it off while simultaneously lowering her skirt below her buttocks; a sexy ass for a badass girl. She then turned to face the camera and switched gears to make an innocent pose, simultaneously giving puppy-dog eyes for her bad behavior while also tugging on her skirt to show her pussy. After being satisfied with the mockery she was making of the recipients of her unceremonious piss, she swiped the half-full glass and walked back over to Nina.

Nina was grinning wickedly at what she had just witnessed, and as she stopped recording, she stretched out on her table. "That was hot! Fuck those guys~" she murmured nonchalantly. Her casual malice had little regard for the victims of her friend's dirty fun. "I want to do that too next time~"

Katie looked at her hedonistic little friend with amusement. Nina had never bothered covering up (though, to be fair, neither had Katie) and her glistening pussy was showing how much she enjoyed watching her misbehave. As she rubbed Nina's naked crotch, she leaned over to kiss her before holding up her half-full glass. "Here, got any left in you? Fill this up for me."

Nina giggled, but remained laying on the table while Katie positioned the glass under her pussy. Like a tap, Nina began peeing in the glass, managing to get it 3/4 full before running empty. "Looks like that's all I got," she laughed before sitting back up.

Katie simply shrugged, "oh well, guess I don't need this then." With a flick of her wrist, she splashed the contents of the glass across the seat of an adjacent booth, watching their combined pee dirty the fabric. She then took the empty glass and hurled it to the floor away from them, breaking it for simple amusement.

"Oh well~" Nina shrugged in agreement. "What say we fill up the tank then?"

"Yeah!" Katie grinned. "Where's that credit card you stole? We can start a tab!"

---

Their table was full of food, as well as drinks, of the most overpriced variety. In fact, the girls (now reclothed) had kept the alcohol flowing freely as they sampled the pub-snacks... and sample they did indeed as their table was full of half-empty plates. In some instances, they had only taken a few bites before deciding they did not want it, and in a other instances they simply inverted the plates under the table to drop the offending snacks on the floor. They had no reason to care -- neither for wasting the food nor the bill they were racking up. They weren't the ones paying after all.

Katie leaned back in her chair and burped contentedly -- she had stuffed herself with food and was following it up with glass after glass of alcohol.

Nina giggled at her friend, reaching for an onion ring from one of about three other baskets of the same snack. As the waiter came by to drop off yet another double-order of brownies, Nina took the plates in her hand and frowned as he walked away. With no room left on the table, Nina moved all four baskets of onion rings aside and threw them -- wrappers and all -- under the table to set down the brownies. Completely indifferent to the fact that the snacks had been untouched, she took a moment to squish them down with her foot and, almost lazily as she rested her chin on her hand, proceeded to grind them into the carpet... only to then promptly stand up to order four more baskets to replace the ones she wasted. It was probably her fifth time in total that she had done this, with various items, and the cycle continued whenever room was needed on the table.

It was the same story with the drinks. Rather than ordering a sampling set, the girls opted to make double-orders of multiple drinks at a time. Although somewhat mercifully Nina and Katie were far less picky about their alcohol, every so often a drink would find itself getting poured on the carpet if they didn't like it, or if they simply wanted to make room on the table.

Needless to say, the girls became more and more rambunctious as the drinks continued to flow. Laughing and cussing loudly, the duo reminisced about their various dirty adventures, not even bothering to lower their tones as they discussed some of their more illegal escapades. Before long, boobs were also on full display (and ignored by the waitstaff) after the two decided that there was no danger of getting in trouble.

"Alright alright," Katie laughed, "I think you're starting to hit your limit."

"Yahhh..." Nina muttered, well aware that she was a weaker drinker than her friend. "Ya wanna piss now or...?"

Despite drinking for a few hours, miraculously, neither one had opted to empty their bladders. In that time, the selfish girls had piled up so much garbage and food -- most of it untouched -- under their table that peeing there too would probably not be the worst thing; there wasn't even any carpet visible anymore, let alone room for their feet.

"Nah, let's just get out of here. We'll find someplace," Katie answered matter-of-factly then grinned. "C'mon, thanks to your friend, there's no need to even settle the tab."

Nina smirked at this comment and hopped out of the booth. Alongside her, the equally disrespectful Katie cleared the table, overturning plate after plate of their substantial leftovers to drop everything onto the floor. She then did the same with each of their drinks except, rather than using the floor, she decided on further sullying the seat at the adjacent booth where she had emptied their pee-glass earlier. As she emptied each glass, she would simply drop it on the seat as well, with some ending up noticeably cracked as they rolled onto the floor.

"That looks funnn~" Nina laughed in amusement. Eyeing an overturned basket of curly-fries on the floor, the tipsy girl stepped on its contents and giggled, grinding her foot to smear what had been perfectly good food into the carpet. "Ffffuck this carpet!" She crowed triumphantly, flipping it off.

"I mean it was pissed on, cum on, littered on, and who knows what else," Katie laughed and took her friend by the hand. "Alright, put your tits away and let's go. I know you gotta piss and I do too."

As the girls left, they did so quickly in case anyone might notice the booth where they were seated. It was only when they were out of the area when Katie pulled out her phone to map a route back to their hotel.

"Fuck," she swore upon seeing the walking distance. "I can make it, but you're kinda wobbly, Nina."

"I'm fineee," Nina protested as she began pushing her friend to make her walk.

"Suit yourself, but I think I'll take a leak first," Katie shrugged. "See anyplace good?"

As the blonde wandered around, nothing really caught her eye. There were no cars around, no garages, no cemeteries, no telephone boxes... not even a convenience store she could pop into and squat next to the back shelves. It was simply a bustling street with neon lighting as far as the eye could see. At the very least, where there were streets, there were alleyways -- just what a girl needed on a night out.

"Gimme a sec, Nina," Katie motioned towards the alley with her head, but upon reaching it she was dismayed to find it rather short and visible from the street. Even so, the blonde decided to throw caution to the wind by hiking up her skirt and aiming herself at the wall while standing... but was forced to stop as soon as a pedestrian walked by. "Fuck!!" she cursed in frustration and frantically glanced around as she was quickly beginning to reach her limit.

Suddenly, Nina interrupted her. "Ohh!!" The raven-haired girl had perked up as she heard a chime in the distance. Poking her head out of the alley to investigate its source, she noticed a light-rail station some meters away. "There! Let's go there!"

Katie was slightly miffed at yet another sizable walk, but knew that there were likely to be places to relieve herself at the station. By the time she reached the platform, she was almost doubled over out of the pain from her bladder. Once the crowd would dissipate a bit, she could squat behind a vending machine or something. Really, she was too drunk to care.

Just then, a tram arrived and without warning (or tickets), Nina shoved her into the back car.

Surprised, Katie glanced around -- but at this time of night there was hardly anyone aboard so she knew she had her opportunity. In a flash, the blonde entered the compartment and hopped onto a row of seats along the wall. Despite the platform still being packed with people who had finished alighting, she simply did not care anymore -- with a practiced motion she flipped up her skirt and squatted on the seats.

For the people outside, as they looked through the window, they were presented to a rather obscene display. Directly at eye level was Katie's asshole, visible to all and doubtlessly offending many. Naturally her pussy was also in full view -- it was the star of the show after all -- and if people were insulted by what they thought was mere mooning, things were about to get a lot ruder.

See, onlookers needn't have worried -- Katie's naughty parts were only clearly visible for a moment. After all, the blonde had no hesitation, no guilt, and no remorse as she unapologetically began peeing on the window behind her, sending yellow alcohol-laden urine washing across the glass.

There was a small commotion on the platform as onlookers noticed what the girl was doing. Men gawked, women hurled insults, and children had their eyes hid as the tram pulled away. The entire platform got front-row seats to the blonde's public urination; had there been no glass on the window, the blonde would have been pissing on them directly, and would have done so without a second thought.

Katie didn't even notice the people on the platform -- perhaps it was the alcohol, but she had never been one to care about modesty if it wasn't going to get her in trouble; if she could get away with peeing, she was going to pee. And certainly she had peed on public transport numerous times, but even she had to admit that she had never done it so swiftly as now. She had no intention of going for a tram ride -- all she saw was a big portable toilet with her name on it. With no ticket or care for what she was about to do, she had immediately hopped onto the seats in the compartment without even checking for others nearby. In mere seconds she exposed her pussy, squatted, and let loose, prompting a few stragglers on the far end of the compartment to walk away in disgust.

In fact, even Nina was showing nothing but disrespect for the tram. She had done the same as Katie as she entered, having not spared a second's worth of hesitation for using it for her selfish relief. At the same time as Katie whisked into the compartment, Nina hung back and proceeded to vomit all over the door, its handles, and the floor in front of it. Instantly feeling better and more clear-headed, she gingerly stepped over her mess to enter the compartment, pulling out her phone just as Katie began peeing.

The blonde was in utter bliss. She had no cares in the world as she squatted on the seats typically reserved for the elderly and pissed hard and steady on the window behind her. In fact, she hadn't even particularly aimed for the window -- she would have been just as happy if her stream had decided to stain the seats or the aisle -- she was too focused on the sensation of relieving herself to be concerned with how to best vandalize her toilet.

Even so, her relentless stream quickly spread over the window and down the wall. With the seats bolted as they were, she noticed that her pee flowing down the wall soon found its way to the seats... only to spill over to the aisle. Perhaps vandalism was just inherent to her.

As her head cleared a bit from her relief, Katie made eye contact with Nina and gave a mean smirk. Sure it didn't really have a say in the matter, but rather than being thankful to the tram by limiting her mess, the blonde decided to shift positions. She was already satisfied that she had ruined one side of the car and had her sights set on the seats across from her.

"Check it out, Nina!" Katie taunted. "This is what I think about the priority seats!"

Still peeing as forcefully as she had begun, Katie shifted her position and leaned back. Immediately, the force of her stream sprayed across the windows opposite to her, but Katie was aiming for the seats instead. Continuing unabated, the blonde decided to stand on her seats, aiming herself so she could piss directly on the seats that had, until now, remained dry.

"Woo!" Nina cheered. "Fuck them! They can sit in your piss if they want to sit so bad!"

Katie flipped off the camera in triumph, bouncing around to pee on anything in front of her. The seats were unusable, the walls stained, and the aisle was nothing more than a river of the blonde's unsightly urine. The irreverent girl mercilessly vandalized everything she could with her pee, taking advantage of her toilet to the fullest. Katie peed until she was completely empty, having gone on for a little over a minute. The entire car was stained, smelly, and wet to the point that she doubted the staff would be able to properly clean it that night.

And yet, although she had finished pissing, the tram still hadn't stopped. Stepping over her urine as best as she could, the blonde bounded over to Nina and gave a triumphant smirk. "You liked that?"

"What do you mean?" Nina countered innocently, "that's what toilets are for, right?"

Katie giggled. "That's right. And none of that paid-restroom shit either. We didn't even get any tickets to use it!"

"Well you're certainly looking to be feeling better!" Nina laughed. "The poor cleaners~"

Katie merely grinned, no sign of the vandalism weighing on her conscience. "Yeah, that's gonna take a while to clean. That felt great though!"

As the two playfully joked about their dirty actions, their naughtiness was not lost on them. With alcohol still in their system, the horny minxes soon had their hands up each other's shirts, and as Katie sat down in Nina's lap, they began pulling off their tops altogether as neither girl had any reservations about baring their breasts on public transit. In fact, nudity was just the beginning as Nina began sucking and caressing Katie's nipples, while the blonde rubbed her friend between her legs. At one point, Katie hopped off Nina to allow her to pull up her bodycon; taking the invitation, Katie crouched down to begin licking her pussy.

Sex in public transit. Pleased with their utter disrespect for the tram, as they sat in the ruined, pee-stained compartment that was purely a result of their unrepentantly selfish actions, the girls were punctuating their malice. So little did they care for what they had done that they had no qualms about fucking on top of the damage.

Katie continued to pleasure Nina as she pinched her own nipples. However, as both girls became increasingly breathless, they were suddenly snapped out of their reverie by the tram coming to a stop.

In an instant, the two topless troublemakers dashed out of the tram and well across the platform until they were certain they weren't being chased. As they watched the tram pull away, both girls began laughing uncontrollably about what had just transpired.

"Fuck yeah, we made our getaway!" Katie high-fived her friend. "The tram was a fucking fantastic idea, Nina!"

"You wasted NO time pissing in it," Nina laughed. "That's how I know you were about to burst! You should have seen the faces of the people on the platform!"

"Didn't notice~" Katie replied matter-of-factly. "Was too busy taking a piss on the window."

"Yeah and they got a close-up view of your pussy peeing right at them as a result!" Nina grinned.

"Speaking of which, how the fuck have you not gone yet?" Katie asked as she pulled her top back on. "This place is deserted, so do you wanna just pee here?"

"Yeah, I was waiting to get off the tram," Nina replied with a shrug. "This place is as good as any."

As Nina began to walk around the platform a bit, Katie called out to her. "You know, since there's no one here you can probably just squat here in the open!"

"Nah, no fun," Nina replied before gesturing with her head. The coy expression on Nina's face told it all -- she had an idea, and the girl was clearly aiming to misbehave.

"Fine, fine," Katie laughed. "At least give me your phone so I can record it."

Nina let out a cute giggle at the way her friend could tell when she was about to be bad. As she handed her phone over, she also gave Katie her top to hold. For a moment, she considered getting out of her skirt as well, but ultimately decided on hiking it up so far that she was might as well not have been clothed at all; as the immodest girl sauntered away towards the center of the platform, the camera got a delightful view of her bare ass under the dim lighting.

Once Nina stopped, she turned around to give Katie a look indicating that she had found her target: a singular little ticket machine emanating a soft glow from its touchscreen. In fact, with the small size of the station, it was the only machine although at least it was a modern variant. Of course, Nina couldn't care less about its importance and was merely pleased to find something interesting to urinate on -- the platform pretty much only had benches and trash cans to offer otherwise.

The naughty girl could not resist taking a moment to rub her butt over the touchscreen, giggling at the typing sounds the machine made. Still struggling to carry out its purpose despite her lack of respect, the hapless machine had little success in garnering any sympathy from Nina. In fact, its efforts were completely lost on the naked girl as she casually turned around to brush her hair out of the way and spit on it multiple times before resuming her demeaning rubbing. Of course, the machine had no way of knowing that the girl fully intended to do much worse to it, and Nina took great pleasure in treating it as her toy.

Nina giggled, no conscience at all for what she was about to do. Completely disregarding the ticket machine's desperate attempts to please her, she suddenly slammed a shoe to its side and aimed her pussy right at the screen. Flipping off the camera with one hand, Nina spared no second thoughts for it as she held her pose and began pissing on it without abandon.

The girls laughed at the vandalism; Nina was peeing a loud, forceful stream over the one modern piece of equipment in the station, and she was doing so with glee. As she peed, she moved her hips to direct her stream all over the touchscreen that previously had attempted to be so helpful, coating it all over in a matter of seconds. She then directed her relief onto the coin return and NFC reader before moving to focus on the ticket slot.

"Ahh~" Nina murmured happily as she used the ticket slot as her personal urinal -- it was perhaps the most used part of the machine where people took out their tickets, but the girl was taking pleasure in filling it with her pee. As the slot overflowed and urine began running down its sides, Nina refocused her attention to the top of the machine, pissing all over it from side to side until her bladder was nearly empty. Slowing to a trickle, Nina inched closer to the machine before spraying two final spurts directly onto the screen.

Although the lights on the NFC reader were no longer blinking, the girls were a little surprised to see the touchscreen still lit up.

"Damn, I mean, it smells like a drunk girl's piss, but it's still working!" Katie laughed.

Nina sighed happily, enjoying her newfound relief before answering, "Let me fix that~"

Casually stepping back over to the machine, the selfish girl suddenly kicked the machine hard, directly on the screen. Although at first it did not seem to have an effect, Nina repeated her kick once more and got results: as the machine let out a beep of protest, the screen suddenly went white... then black as the screen died. Pleased, Nina turned to her friend and giggled as if she had merely played a harmless prank. Of course, she was fully aware that, for no good reason, she had intentionally sought out the machine to ruin because she had to take a piss. The ticket machine had spent its final moments getting urinated on by a girl who didn't even pay for tickets... and one who had no guilt at all about breaking it for fun.

Even Katie found nothing but amusement from the situation as she laughed at her friend's malice. As she returned Nina's camisole for her to finally reclothe herself, she kissed her on the cheek. Primly stepping around the large puddle of piss left on the platform, the girls quickly left the station to resume their long walk back to the hotel.

As the duo enjoyed the warm summer night, every so often they would pass a ticket machine and would burst into giggles as they recalled what Nina did.

"Ahh, one sec," Katie gasped between fits of giggles. "I think it's finally coming up."

Nina stepped back for a moment -- perhaps the laughter had been a bit too much for her friend as she watched Katie stumble over to a parked sedan in a nearby lot. As soon as she reached the car, the blonde bent over and vomited all over its windshield before coming back.

"Jesus," Katie wiped her mouth. "That's much better."

With their bladders relieved and their heads a bit clearer, the girls began running amok and enjoying their walk through the streets of Paris; sober behavior was troublesome enough, but tipsy Nina and Katie treated the streets as an outright playground.

The girls shrieked with laughter as they ran about. More than one vehicle had its window smashed that night -- some because the girls saw something valuable inside, and some just for fun. Street food stalls had drinks stolen -- the emptied cans and bottles of which were promptly tossed into Paris' numerous waterways. Signs were torn up. Pedestrians were flashed. Statues were spit on. Nina even ducked into a bank's unmanned ATM lobby to take a piss on the floor while her friend stood guard. As they inched closer to their hotel, their behavior became hornier and more brazen, eventually culminating in the two standing naked in a water fountain eating each other out. Clearly, the trouble they were making was not on their consciences.

Giggling, the girls hopped out and quickly dashed away, streaking through the street to dry off their nude bodies. After finally reclothing themselves, they opted for one last sprint as they eyed a small food stall for yet another five-fingered discount. In a flash, the troublemakers grabbed two more drinks and ran until they were far enough to finally catch their breaths. Nina chugged her entire can of soda in one go, crumpling the can and merely dropping it to the side. Meanwhile, Katie opted to carry her can of beer.

As they finally made it back to their hotel, the girls adjusted their outfits to appear prim and were greeted politely by the front desk as they walked towards the stairs. Seeing the newly-cleaned stairwell brought grins to their faces, and although they did not opt to squat there again, at one point Katie finally opened her can to take just a few sips before callously tossing it onto the carpet as she rounded a landing; it seemed the poor carpet simply could not catch a break.

Reaching their floor was a relief for the duo, and the two could not resist beginning to strip even before entering their room; their skirts were already dropping to the floor as they unlocked the door. Despite the girls stumbling into their room with bare asses showing, the suite they returned to had a newly-added touch of elegance to it: apparently, after Katie had complained about having to use the stairs earlier, true to their word, the hotel staff had left a sincere apology to their Signature Eiffel Suite guests for the inconvenience in the form of a small tower of rather pricey wine bottles stacked on a table next to the door. Besides the tower also lay an elegantly hand-written card with a heartfelt apology for them having to use the stairs. Certainly the hotel would not have been so apologetic if they knew that the girls were in fact the ones who had ruined both elevators -- instead, it seemed that not only had Nina and Katie gotten away with their fun, but they had also successfully conned the staff into rewarding them for it.

Katie picked up the card and gave it only the briefest of glances before walking over to a recliner near the center of the room. Without regard for the delicate ivory suede, blonde hopped up to place both of her shoes on its arms. As she squatted real low to hover her ass mere inches from the seat cushion, Katie looked back at her friend and allowed her to enjoy the eye candy for a moment before doing what she had wanted to do since the moment she checked in.

A steady patter against the luxurious fabric could be heard as the room finally got pissed in for the first time. In moments, the beautiful white of the recliner began to get painted a vulgar yellow as the blonde urinated directly onto its fabric. Her stream hissed steadily as she maintained her position, but her pee quickly began to run off the cushion and onto the carpet below. Katie did not flinch at all.

The puddle grew further and further under the chair, and after about a minute her stream slowed to a trickle. As she remained squatting, the rude blonde arched her back slightly to emphasize her buttocks and squirted a last few spurts of pee onto the sodden fabric. Utterly relaxed, there was no remorse from her as she then took the card in her hand and used it to wipe her pussy before discarding it into the puddle she just made.

The message was clear.

The seal now broken, since the room had finally been peed in, from this point on it was about to see a whole lot more. The plan had always been to vandalize the room and check out early to try and avoid detection; based on what Katie had just did... that began now.

Nina's heart was pounding as her mind raced with wicked thoughts; she was hardly able to contain her excitement! With a naughty grin, she walked over to her friend's puddle and casually spit on the stained card. Then, to drive the point home, she planted her shoe onto the now-soggy paper and ground it with her heel, shredding the apology without even reading it. Very soon the staff would know their true natures -- the two of them were fixing to spend the next 24 hours pissing, fucking, and smashing things in their room.

Leaving her phone on record and setting it aside, Nina knelt down under her friend's delicious, still-hovering posterior. She leaned up and pressed her lips to Katie's pussy, starting to pleasure her to reward her bad behavior. Very soon, the room was filled with moans of pleasure, which could only be the start of a very, VERY bad time for the hotel room.

I think that there are slight differences between simply peeing in a disrespectful way versus pee vandalism. Vandalism has an intent to ruin, destroy, or otherwise seek out an opportunity to do some damage (either physical or simply by means of sticking someone with a cleaning/repair bill). Disrespectful peeing on the other hand is a matter of prioritizing one's needs, comfort, and convenience over others'. Of course there is also a fine line because for this very same reason, pee vandalism is inherently disrespectful because the vandal is prioritizing their amusement / pleasure / arousal over the damage they are committing, but there is an element of intent to do so.

An example of a disrespectful pee to me would be like... deciding to go in a library because you happen to be there already when you notice the urge. Or keeping the taxi driver distracted while you discreetly let it out on his backseat because the ride is taking longer than anticipated. Or taking aim at the seat-back in front of you at the cinema because you don't want to miss any of the movie. There is an intent to misbehave but not particularly out of malice. In general, I think of the girls who have a selfish streak, who know that they are good-looking, and who know that they aren't supposed to do it, but shrug and do it anyways because it's convenient and they can get away with it. She could be a cute girl at the club, dressed no more provocatively than any of the others, who rolls her eyes after looking at the time -- and then the line to the bathroom -- before deciding to walk over to a booth for cover, hiking up her dress with no hesitation, and taking a long piss directly on the carpet since waiting in line like the others would be inconvenient for her. With a shake of her bum, she would matter-of-factly readjust her clothing and walk off, her selfishness reinforcing her bad behavior for next time, whenever and wherever it may be.

 

With regards to myself, I don't typically seek out things to vandalize and any such damage typically occurs as a matter of circumstances (for example, peeing in a stairwell where I happen to see a fire alarm on the wall, I might be tempted to aim at it). I've done plenty of disrespectful peeing however, albeit typically as a result of the whims of my ex girlfriend. I wrote in a previous post the way that many times, we would simply happen to be passing through a secluded area (e.g., parking garage, stairwell, corridor) and she would take the opportunity. Nonchalantly as could be, she would simply say something like, "one sec" and start lowering her shorts. There weren't any theatrics -- she would simply get comfortable and pee because she saw an opportunity to conveniently relieve herself and not get caught. Since we had already stopped, I would typically do the same too if I had to go (and would usually take pleasure in further soaking the tissue she invariably left on the floor).

This did cross into vandalism too though, and a good example would be her penchant for peeing in parking lots after nights out. I wrote about this in detail in another post, but essentially what started out as using cars for cover (out of need) became a naughty little "game" where we began peeing on the cars; she would fully plan on it -- not even bothering with the restroom if it was empty before leaving -- and take great pleasure in taking an exaggerated, drawn out time on deciding on a car to use. We both knew what we were going to do, and as she considered each vehicle, she would look up and bat her eyes innocently as we both imagined exposing ourselves and urinating on it; but once she indeed found a vehicle that she wanted to treat to a golden shower, she would flash this malicious grin and, taking the unspoken signal, we would start pissing down its side together. Definitely disrespectful considering the puddles, tissue, smell, stains, and even Morgan's faint ass-print left behind, but given the fact that we intentionally chose to do this to someone's car out of fun and naughtiness, it was surely more so pee vandalism. We could have easily gone before leaving or done so between cars, leaving them untouched.

 

And since I'm here rehashing previous posts in the context of this one, I'll present one more example of disrespectful peeing, courtesy of Morgan. 

It happened on multiple occasions. Every time we would go clothes shopping, when it came time to try them on she would take a long time and I would be on delivery-duty to fetch more clothes for her to try (or exchange them for different sizes). Sometimes, delivery-duty also turned to guardsman duty since... well, she was already in a private area -- what was a girl to do if she felt an urge to go? As could be expected, Morgan was usually already half naked between clothes-changes anyways -- sometimes even braless, depending on what she was trying on -- and I typically would enter the fitting room to see her waiting on me nude save for a tiny thong she typically wore under her shorts. And certainly I enjoyed staying to watch her try things on, but every so often she would say something along the lines of "am I good?" She wasn't asking if she was looking good in her outfit -- she was asking if she had the opportunity to relieve herself in the fitting room without consequence. 

In fact, she would already start tugging off her thong and placing it out of harm's way before pausing to look at me expectantly until I confirmed that the coast was clear and she could indeed misbehave without getting caught. The rooms were rather small, but she would typically either squat in a corner with her naked butt towards me, try to do it down the wall (the same technique she used on the cars), or, if the room was far too cramped, simply stand in place facing me while widening her stance a bit to pee straight down onto the floor. And as she pissed in the fitting room without guilt, without even attempting to locate a proper bathroom, she would give me an innocent look; whether she batted her eyes, gave puppy-dog eyes, giggled with a finger to her lips, or otherwise emphasized her cuteness, it was clear that she was pleased to so conveniently empty her bladder, even if it meant creating a mess in a place used by others.

The end result depended on the mess made. If her puddle was largely contained and the room big enough, she would simply leave it and go back to trying out clothes as if she hadn't just finished doing anything out of the ordinary. The rooms being tiny as they were, the smell of her naughty deed was usually apparent, but she did not let this hinder her clothes-changing. More often than not, she would simply throw some clothes from her "discarded" picks over her pee (an action that starts to nudge her actions of merely being disrespectful towards vandalism). In one occasion, her rejected clothes hanging next to her, she simply peed on them directly, leaving them dripping -- price tags and all. But every so often, the mess she made would be too much for the tiny fitting room and she would opt to simply step into a clean one. In all cases she would simply leave the stained clothes behind on the floor.

So in essence, I count Morgan's behavior at its core as disrespectful; she did not go to the fitting rooms just to pee per se, but when she felt the urge while trying on clothes, she had no problem using it as a toilet too. She was placing her convenience above that of the store's; she did not feel like interrupting her shopping to find a restroom and didn't care that someone would have to clean her mess. She knew she could simply piss where she was and get away with it so she did exactly that... before resuming trying on clothes. Even in the occasion when we would have to relocate rooms, the decision is driven by selfishness; she does not want to inconvenience herself by trying on clothes in a dirty, pee-stained room (even though she's the one who did it) so she moves to another room. There is absolutely no respect for the store or the others who might want to use it.

This extends to her using the "rejected" store clothes to soak up her piss -- she does not care that the store would likely have to mark the clothing as a loss. Though, as I said, this begins to enter the "vandalism" side of things since she did not technically have to do this as opposed to simply leaving her puddle uncovered.

But at the end of the day, Morgan gets to leave the store happy, relaxed, and scot-free while her piss is left behind in the fitting room for someone else to clean up after her. The fact that she had asked if the coast was clear in the beginning showed that she knew what she was doing was "wrong," but she chose to do it anyways. In fact, more often than not, so pleased was she at her naughty behavior (not to mention her impromptu relief) that she would even give me a peck on the cheek afterwards. No second thoughts. No guilt. No moment spared to consider using a proper restroom. One moment she was changing clothes, the next she was urinating in public; the way she so matter-of-factly pissed all over the floor was a testament to how strongly she considered "naughty peeing in public places" a viable option if she felt it convenient. She did not have any respect for the store to consider doing otherwise.

But as I said, the boundaries are blurred between disrespectful peeing and pee vandalism. Have I watched Morgan take pleasure in squatting over expensive clothes because the store did not have one in her size? Yes. Have I seen her shoplift clothes and add insult to injury by purposely stepping into a fitting room to take a piss before leaving? Also yes. 

Have I ever seen her show any remorse? Nope 😇