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Another automatic translation I guess ?

I can only wonder if this is some kind of automatic translation of a French story. If so, please stop the massacre. Point me to the French story and I'll do my best to produce an actual English version.

I have never understood how girls/women could bear being with a violent man. We are friends with a family whose husband is alcoholic, and he can get really violent when drunk (though it does not happen often, fortunately). I've been there a couple times as a kid when it happened, and us children were hushed outside while his wife would attempt to restrain him; after the first time I understood while she sometimes had bluish marks on her face/arms. And yet, after years and years, they still live together. I just don't understand.

I am glad you posted the sequel here. Such a good story deserves to be viewed by more people.

I am conflicted, this is obviously nasty but it is also very arousing (to me). But then, I'm Pisces, so it's just my dual nature showing :) I would also be interested in the attitude of said lady, I am glad you gave her position, and it seems to me that she is relatively skilled in peeing standing; however I wonder about her motivation & attitude. For example, did she appear extremely nervous (suggesting she's somewhat new at this) or very composed and relaxed (suggesting it's an old trick) ? Was she peeing frantically (full bladder or pushing to make it quick) or was she bidding her t

I certainly understand the appeal of peeing "downstairs" for a girl, since it's a very easy way to avoid splashing your own toes; however it does mean that anybody passing downstairs has an unobstructed upskirt view :)

Personally, I would think it is a compliment :)

I seem to remember an Abby... from your Corporate Ladder serie; does my memory fail me :) ? Anyway, thanks for another great story, though I already knew it, it's always worth re-reading and I am sure those who discover will be very grateful for it!

Miam! Thanks for another hot original story :) You managed to combine two highly erotic (to me) factors: a person of authority (Simone) and carpets :)

I am so glad you decided to share this new serie of you with us, it's been very enjoyable so far and knowing your wicked imagination I await the sequels impatiently.

The idea of a "moral guide" committing this kind of naughty crimes is extremely appealing to me; thanks Steve!

Oh, I did not know this one. Did you just come up with it ? I liked it well enough, although I would have preferred longer description of each and every pee (I was spoiled rotten by LeakyOne, after all :p).

Thanks Steve! I distinctly remember this story and it is extremely arousing to me since I have a soft spot for carpets (!).

An awesome tale somedood, an awesome tale. And such a fertile ground for sequels too! Although unfortunately they'll have to clean up if they end up doing it in the new apartment. I must admit though that from an editing point of view the switch of character mid-story (back & forth) was not very smooth. I wonder if someone knows tricks to switch the point of view of a first-person story with less friction ?

Wow, that was very hot. I must admit the descriptions of yourself peeing did not really interest me (sorry :x) however the descriptions of Sasha and the idea that it's been four years already. I can only imagine all the experiences you shared, I hope you'll treat us to the best memories you have... and maybe even stories of Sasha before she met you ? I am interested in knowing how it started for her :)

A Leaky_One story.... Peeing at the manor house - Part 2 - Charlene and the Bathroom Sink Juliette had spent quite some time reflecting on her encounter with Maria the other day. Ever since that fateful day she had been very careful not to leave any telltale patches over the carpet during her daily trips to the bathroom in rooms around the house. Her latest favourite trick was to find an old flower vase on a window ledge which she would take down and place up to her uncovered vagina. Then she would take a good long piss into the inside of the vase, having the mouth of the vase just far

As interesting as the other two parts are, this one is my favourite. It may well be the sheer number of situations hinted at (*), but I believe that it is the fact of "catching" someone in the act; I can imagine myself turning a corner in my own flat and being met with such a lovely sight. (*) There is something about a burst of short scenes; as much as I generally prefer detailed scenes with alternate focus on the action and the state of mind/reactions of the various participants and spectators, I do love those bursts.

@[uSER=78]nopjans[/uSER]: no, unfortunately, as I noted just next to it this is the only addition I know of; and it seems to be only part of a story (much shorter than the others and was labelled "part 1" where I found it). We are all orphans since LeakyOne stopped posting her stories for free :/

It is unfortunate too, since a number of stories I had read on EP were from people I only ever saw there. I'll probably never hear about them again now...

Actually, the rules do vary from one beach to another. "Purist" naturist beaches will frown at a hard-on (always an issue for men in presence of unclothed females, look at the granny next to you if that happens) and anything hinting of sexuality and on the other hand on beaches likes the Cap d'Agde in France (South East) you can regularly witness foundling, handjobs, blowjobs, intercourse, even in groups and usually attracting a crowd... in general, my recommendation would be to start by being as non-sexual as possible and then follow the flow.

I am very glad to see another "naughty peeing" interest, and also glad to see another Frenchie here :) Just one quick correction: "aisle", not "ile"; otherwise very nice and indeed quite daring! Please do regal us with more accounts of Sasha.

I would be hard-pressed to express displeasure at being praised, now would I ? Thanks thus, and I've read enough English/American stories for being at least partially acquainted with the culture ^^

Oh, you missed some instalments of Piss City... let me dig through my archives... (and by the way, you started off with one of her bests!) Piss City, Chapter 3 (part 1) -- I do not know of any other parts Piss City is a soiled metropolis, corrupt in every way. Those who inhabit its dark, stained streets are devoid of moralistic values a fact never better displayed by the occupants of its many bars and clubs. On the corner of Third and Main is a favourite dive of those who prefer female only companion, a drinking establishment that hides behind its glitter and pumping high rhythm beats to p

Hello geordielad :) Personally, I tend to use the same name everywhere precisely to spark recognition so that people I know from other sites may find it easier to contact me. I think of it as an "alternative" ID :)

This is the first story I ever wrote, and already it deals with my favourite aspect of this fetish of ours: naughty peeing. Ann made her rushed entry into the family bathroom and went straight to the sink, she was running late! A quick glance to the mirror revealed that the rain had not have any ill effects on her long hairs, still tightly braided together. She grabbed her necessary and began doing her nuts-colored hazel eyes and applied some red lipstick to her thin lips. A bit of blush on her pale cheeks and she was all set. Taking a step back she appraised herself, the red satin dress was