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Is there a better way than starting the new year with a relaxing hotel room mess 💦🤪?

16 hours ago, Alfresco said:

Wow, that is super hot!  A fantastic experience with everything falling into place for the best outcome.  C may not have enjoyed the naughty side of peeing in the train, but she certainly enjoyed the relief and enjoyed seeing and playing with your dick, so now she knows your interest there is a possibility that something could happen again - although it will probably require alcohol and desperation to create the new opportunity.

I was surprised and impressed that C peed on the sea rather than the floor being as she just wanted somewhere to relieve herself rather than anting to be naughty.   Maybe she felt that was the option that felt most like using a toilet and was therefore easier to convince her bladder to release.

You now have a perfect memory and I have to say I am somewhat jealous as I would totally love for this to happen to me.

Very good comments and questions. Believe me, I also immediately thought about the seat as her (first) target. That’s why I wrote, I thought I must be dreaming.

Hindsight (still in the train) she was embarrassed again. I complimented her for her boldness and she admitted that there wasn’t a specific reason to pee on the chairs that much. She indeed preferred a natural position in the beginning and was afraid of wetting her pants. She also confessed how much she was enjoying the first seconds after being desperate for so long and that she simply didn’t care much once she was into it, because it was so wrong anyway. She just went for the most convenient option. Since I was so excited and encouraged her she then also pissed on the window seat, allowing me another view to her lovely pussy in action, before squatting down and releasing the remaining load on the floor.

We texted over Christmas. She doesn’t regret our little adventure. It still might be a one time thing, but the fact that she didn’t ignore my message gives me hope. She might still be confused and need some time 😉

 

I want to share with you a really exciting experience from last week.

Enjoy the reading as much as I enjoyed the situation and writing it down in its details. I am so grateful and cummed many times to this since then already…

It’s a good tradition that we meet with a couple of former co-workers every year around this time before Christmas. Meanwhile we work in different places and cities in Germany, but still not too far from each other. This time we met in a town, which is a one hour non-stop train ride away from where I live. Since we wanted to attend a Christmas market and enjoy some Glühwein, I decided to go by train. And I was accompanied by C, a loose friend I worked with some years ago, who also still lives and works in my city. She is in a happy marriage with two kids, will turn 40 shortly, looks younger though and is still in very good shape, with sexy natural curves, red brown hair to her shoulders…However, I never had thought about anything sex related with her before.

The outward journey was unspectacular, some small talk and good memories. Meeting and catching up with old friends is always enjoyable. When we met the bigger group we first visited a nice brunch place, had good food and coffee and juices to drink. After the brunch we went to the Christmas market and had indeed the one or the other Glühwein, even though it was only lunch time. Anyway, it was the first vacation day of our winter break.

By now we were a party of six (each three women and men). Being outside with fresh air we didn’t notice the alcohol too much. After a while two girls and one guy said they would go and find a toilet. C stayed with me and another guy. I also noticed some pressure in my bladder already, but like always when I drink alcohol I try to hold it (in case some more funny pee opportunity would arise later, hehe). After a while the three friends came back and the girls started complaining loudly how dirty and ugly the Dixie loos had been. C acknowledged that and stated how much she hated public toilets, and that she would wait and later go to a WC Center at the train station. Since they charge one Euro it is usually not as bad in terms of hygiene. So far the plan…

Reality turned out to be different. In fact we were late at the station and had to hurry to catch our train, unless we wanted to wait for another full hour. So no time for the WC Center…

To my surprise the train was not too busy. It was during the early afternoon, no rush hour, people obviously were already on vacation and things calmed down over the last few days. It was an InterCity train with cars that partially still had individual compartments for six people with blue cushion seats and grey carpet. We got one of those for us in the very last car of the train and from what I could see the two compartments next to us also remained vacant.

After some hours in the cold outside we were really freezing and much appreciated the cozy warmth of the train. Of course, it only took minutes until C said, that she really needed a toilet now. Needless to say that I was also looking for an opportunity to relief myself. I took all my courage now and as soon as she stood up, I said that I was wondering whether the train toilet would at all be less dirty than the Dixie loos at the Christmas market? Since our car was pretty empty she would have had a good chance to find a clean place, but instead I wanted to take advantage of the situation that we both were a little drunk. I guess there are no options left, she said, her face showing a mix of uncomfortableness and annoyance. 

Then everything went pretty fast and totally unexpected, I must say. I am still surprised of my courage at that moment. Thanks to the alcohol.

Really no other way to pee? I asked when she mentioned the lack of options?

😄 what do you mean?

I: I don’t mind if you go here.

😄 where here?

I: just pee on the floor here. I don’t tell anybody and we could go to the next compartment, when you are done. There is enough space today.

😄 Haha, really funny. You really recommend me pissing in the middle of a train compartment? Don’t be silly. 

I: Again, why not? There is hardly anybody in this car. These old train cars do not have cameras and it is not less hygienic than the public toilet. 

😄 come on, are you crazy? You would never do that yourself? 

I: Who says that?

😄 That I want to see.

I: Okay, are you sure? I could pee here right away. But my condition is, that you will also do it.  

At that time she still thought, that I would bluff.

In my pants not only my bladder was about to burst, but also my dick was meanwhile pressing strong against the zipper. 

I: So do we have a deal? 

😄 What deal? 

I: you know what I mean. 

😄 you don’t do that. 

Okay, I didn’t get a clear yes from her, but I was in a deadlock by now. So l unzipped the first two buttons of my jeans and started to pull out my hard dick. 

😄 what are you doing? You are not serious, are you? But then once my penis was out, she giggled shyly…Wow…Are you even getting aroused by this? 

I: It’s hard to deny, I would say. 

😄 I thought guys could not pee with a hard one.

I: Well, I guess I could proof you wrong. 

And then I simply started spraying a little of my juice around on the floor. It was easy as I was really bursting. I stood next to the compartment door. Since we were at the end of the train, people could only come from one direction and even that was unlikely. But I rather wanted to be extra cautious. C didn’t know what to say. She was only widely shaking her head. I immediately thought I went too far. So I stopped after a few seconds as soon as the biggest pressure was gone. The little puddle was absorbed by the carpet pretty fast. I said, sorry, I am a little drunk, which was true, but I lied when adding, that I didn’t know what I was doing here.

I couldn’t interpret the expression of her face. And I think she was fighting with herself for a moment on how to react. It felt like forever, but after a little while she was very honest with me: No, you don’t need to apologise. We are both a little tipsy… It is only that I have not seen a different cock for quite some time… I am luckily married, you know. And I didn’t know that peeing would make anybody horny and I mean like 5 minutes ago I never would have thought about what is just happening. I still say it is somehow disgusting and completely inappropriate what you just did, but at the same time I like watching your hard dick in action. I guess I am completely confused. And I really need to pee myself.

I loved her honesty and admitted that I had talked her into this a little. I also wanted to be honest with her, so I concluded: I would really love to watch you peeing here and I also prefer to  continue at least a little to feel more comfortable again, but it is fully okay if you prefer not to do it here and I stop my misbehaving right away.

I can’t believe what I am doing here, she said. Omg, I had too much Glühwein. But you are right: Nobody will ever know what we are doing here. It is still mean, but I guess I am desperate enough that it might work. All I know is that I don’t want to wet my pants. Haha. Still nobody on the aisle? Could you check? I opened the compartment door. Nobody around, I whispered. Just go for it. 

She immediately started pulling down her pants and slip together under her knees and crouched over one middle seat, holding her hands at the armrests. I thought I must be dreaming. I had quite a clear view to her hairy pussy, which she positioned only a very few centimetres above the blue cushion. It took her some seconds to focus, but then I heard a noticeable hissing. 

Oh man, what a relief, she said. It’s so dirty, but it just feels great. Then she started smiling while watching the quite powerful gush beneath her. Ups, the seat is already soaked. I should better have aimed for the floor, she added. 

She really had created a beautiful little pee lake on her seat. The fabric could not absorb as fast as she was squirting out her golden nectar. Wow, you do great, l appraised her. You really trimmed that chair. She laughed: I never got compliments for my pissing before. It is so wrong what I am doing here. I am so nervous. She asked again: Is the aisle still clear? I confirmed that there is no reason to worry, everything was still vacant.

😄 That is good, because I need to go more.

I: No need to be shy, I encouraged her. I guess, now that you are into it, you could also create some more pieces of pee art. 

She moved to the window seat nearby and looked at me. 

I: Are you aiming for the floor this time?

We both laughed. Before squatting down she now first also pissed on that seat as well, again in the same amazing style. 

Drops of her first streams still dropped from the hairy pussy. She inhaled deeply, and with the help of her fingers released her last huge yellow stream, that this time indeed hit the floor underneath the table at the window seats. After she was done she directly stood up and got dressed again. That was really urgent, she happily stated. Are you also done? Her whole wetting session took less than 45 seconds I would say.

I only briefly had become active in between and did a hands free torrent on the floor at the other side while still observing the aisle outside and C at the same time. Still enough relief for the time being. Naughty multi tasking…

I would have loved to continue and taste her and was a little disappointed that she got already dressed again. 

😄 Let’s go and take a seat in the next compartment. 

I: yes, good idea, of course. 

She pulled out hand sanitizer of her hand bag and offered me, before cleaning her hands. I thought that was really funny, but she meant it totally serious. I mean we just messed around totally inappropriate in this train compartment and then we washed our hands.

With a great presence of mind I asked and got her permission to take some fotos of her artful aftermath, before we moved on (in chronological order at the end of the post):

A minute later we sat in the next compartment. Still both reflecting on what just happened. C broke the silence. She was sitting at the aisle, facing the aisle outside (with me sitting opposite to her). Could you come next to me, she asked. Is your dick also hard, if you don’t pee? Could I touch it? 

I: You are the happily married girl here, I already went way too far I guess. I don’t dare asking for more. 

😄 that’s very respectable from you. Don’t get me wrong. It was somewhat funny taking a desperate piss like this. I am not so much aroused by the mess we just left, but the whole situation made me really horny. I guess I am still confused. In an hour my husband and the little ones will pick me up at the station, back to family life. This is just such an unplanned adventure. I think I just talk too much (I really liked that sentence, especially in that situation). 

She pulled her coat over our laps and slowly moved her hand to my pants. She felt the massive erection from the outside. I really love your cock, she said again. What we just did was really naughty and I feel so ashamed, but now I also want to see and feel your other juice.

She opened my jeans and literally took the action into her hands. With one hand fingering herself inside her blue jeans, that she also opened in the crotch and with the other hand playing with my dick. My hands went to her bra and I touched her perfect tits (I was sitting left from her, so I had to turn a little). In between she even directed my right hand to her bottom and allowed me to briefly finger her. Her vagina was amazingly wet and creamy. I had to focus not to squirt too early. But it worked out perfectly. We came more or less simultaneously. Her body was shivering and she silently moaned content, while I provided her my special cream, which went more or less directly on the floor. The scenery was still covered perfectly with her coat, just in case some unasked spectators had shown up. She smiled and took a tissue of her bag to clean herself. This time without hand-sanitizer. We didn’t kiss or even hug or anything, but it still felt so rewarding and took us a while until we both calmed down from the thrill. Just enough time I would say to get prepared for going back into real life. 

During the remaining 45 minutes train ride or so we talked about our individual fetishes and I admitted the one or the other pee outrage and also told her from the one relation I had with a like minded girl and that it had been many years since I last time saw a woman pissing in front of me. She was surprised by the one or the other detail, but did not judge me, which I really cherished.

I noticed that I did not really empty myself completely in first place. I was too much distracted. But I was so horny that I wanted to be dirty again. So a few minutes before we reached our destination I said I need to go to the bathroom again. She looked a little uncomprehending to me. Okay? I think she had hit back in reality by then already.

I: I will go next door. 

C (while laughing): After what you just told me, I hadn’t expected anything else. I am fine right now. I will only go again at home like a good girl. But have your fun. Don’t be embarrassed if I don’t watch or join you again. No need to take any consideration. I will watch out.

I was okay of course, with her decision. It was only five minutes until she would be back home. And she mentioned before already that she doesn’t know how not to think the rest of the day of my cock and what just happened. She got dressed completely already and said she would be blocking the aisle to watch out. Since our car was at the end of the train with our compartment section being at the end of that car, and while approaching a dead end station, it was highly unlikely, that anybody would disturb us. Nevertheless I really appreciated that she took care.

Knowing about my partner in crime taking care, I definitely enjoyed myself again (more something for the male section here, I might post that separately).

We left the train at the door next to our “toilet”. C didn’t watch my last piss, but she saw the aftermath… You are really a little piglet, she said and kissed me on the cheek. Be careful that you don’t get caught. Not everyone will show the same sympathy for your sneaky adventures like I do. Then she hugged me again and while saying good bye, she whispered that she did not regret anything what had happened. 

Good that we took the train. I am so much looking forward seeing her again. The very latest hopefully next year around this time.

 

 

 

And another full load into the cushion 😝

It’s been a while since the last opportunity. So I really enjoyed to misbehave 😂😜😈 and using wall, carpet and couch for getting rid of the many drinks of the night. And l thought to start sharing my fun with you 😊

Haha, you just made me smile, Kasslyn 😊. That reminds me of a “real game” that my gf once played with me. She was in a hotel for a business trip already one night before I joined her for the weekend…

The challenge was l had to be desperate upon arrival and find in total the seven places where she had enjoyed sneaky pees during the hours before. I got 15 minutes to completely empty my bladder (peeing in total for at least 60 seconds) while adding my juice to ALL of her secret patches. I managed the obvious ones on the carpet under one nightstand or under the couch as well as the puddle in one drawer and another one in the kettle. I loved her idea to soak a spare pillow that she had left in the cupboard and added my fair share. I knew she did the cushion chair and had flipped the cover. As this could have been easily detected she only left some drops (but still visible), what she confessed while my dick enjoyed to contribute.

So l got six of seven, but as we were laughing and giggling while praising each others mess, time slipped and I only got 3 minutes (and a lot of piss 😝) left. I removed the bed to further investigate the carpet, removed all the covers from the bed. But she only smiled and gave clear signals that she had left this part of the carpet as well as the king size mattress  dry for a very good reason 😜. I was about to run out of time when I noticed the spare bed at the other corner. I had looked on that before. No patches on the surface, so I did not pay much attention at first place. Now I saw the zipper and opened the interior. Bingo 💦💦. The foam was nicely drenched. Great idea honey I cherished her. Bad luck my time was over, but of course I still sprayed a huge torrent into the foam and wrapped the present nicely once I was done.

My gf had removed her clothes, each one piece with every patch I detected. That was her part of the game. Only left with a sexy satin slip she smiled at me. The good thing with our game was that the reward if I had won could easily be turned into a punishment now 😂.

My gf indicated that it was her turn now and I had to take her shower lying on the back on the carpet. We removed the bed and she squatted opposite to me. Seconds later her warm yellow coffee stream hit directly into my face. She enjoyed her very well deserved victory. Being both completely empty and relaxed we fucked straight away in the giant puddle. It was amazing and only the beginning of the weekend…

We cleaned ourselves and started with some drinks at the bar and had a great dinner, before starting the next round 💦😀

It was a great game and we repeated it the other way some time later. As she knew me she also won the second time. But anyway at the end you could only pee at that many places in a hotel room 😈😜

Hope you enjoy reading and got some more ideas??

I also love wetting carpets, as long as they are not in my home 😉 

Hotels are definitly THE perfect place. Back in the days when I was in a relation with a like minded girl, we both enjoyed any opportunity to mess around and leaving sustainable memories in our rooms 😛 We always removed the bed(s), thus creating a large playground. And considering the dirt and things we found on the floor, it was many times the first "cleaning" in a while for the carpet 😄 

The best public experience we once had in a cinema though. It was during one of our naughty get-aways in a small town in Germany. Late summer night, after strolling through some old-town bars we ended up in an arthouse cinema for the last show of the night. We had some dirty talk before and Julia actually wanted to go back straight to the hotel. Needless to say that both of us had not been on the loo for pretty much the whole day...

We checked at the entrance and due to the great weather hardly anybody was up for a movie night. So we paid our tickets cash, ordered two large beer and stepped into the theatre, which basically was empty. Oh look how cozy and nice, Julia giggled, when falling into her plush chair. Moments later she grapped a large black rain coat from her little back bag and spread it over her lap, also covering a portion of my seat. I don´t think they have good surveillance in place here, but let´s better be sneaky, she silently whispered. Very smart, I said acknowledging. 

We kissed for some time, while both getting more uncomfortable and excited at the same time. It was already some minutes into the movie, when Julia finally grabbed my hand and moved it under the coat directly towards her pussy. She had discreetly managed removing shorts and slip and was sitting bottom naked in the cushioned chair. My cock was about to explode. I unzipped my pants and felt immediately some relief. Steering the direction with my right hand I started peeing hard against the back of the front row, from where my juice dropped straight into the carpet below. At the same time my left hand was with two fingers inside her. She shyly smiled and indicated that I should not move and immediately started reliefing herself into her seat. I felt the warmth of my girl´s pee in one hand while still doing my own business with the other. And all of that in a public cinema. We both at least pissed 30 seconds. Julia`s torrent completely soaked her seat and her juice dropped from the bottom to the carpet on the floor, joining my stream for a nice little river that likely only stopped some rows ahead of us, until the carpet could fully absorb.

We relaxed, hugged and kissed to calm down and watched the movie for about an hour, before we pissed again. This time finishing with a vice versa rewarding hand job. It took as again some minutes to hit back into reality. Just enough time to get dressed and grab our belongings before the light would go on. I still remember the face of the security guy at the exit, asking surprised why we would already be leaving... We both felt some adrenalin again while walking very fast through the night, without ever turning back. It felt very relaxing at the end, being back in the privacy of the hotel room, without getting in trouble...        

I could somewhat confirm the assumption, that most of the wet fun in hotel rooms won’t be filmed. In fact, I was also shy on sharing my thoughts and experiences, even here in this place. Anyway, since l am reading here once in a while for quite some time already, I do also want to break the silence, so to speak.

An ex gf and I also have a track record in deliberately wetting in wrong places 🤣💦. But we rarely took pictures and never videos of our action.

Julia (not her real name, but the rest of the story is real) was 28, some years younger than I. She had this wonderful innocent expression in her face, paired with an amazing body, brown hair shoulder-length, C breast and some 60kg perfectly spread across her 1,60 hight. And most important: she was my first and so far only partner who also enjoyed our special hobby; thus the ice broke pretty fast. Our dirty career started during a beach vacation in Italy. We both learned of and cherished our fetish. It started with vice versa touching ourselves while pissing in the sea.

I was always more into the naughtiness of it, while Julia rather enjoyed the sexual arousal. That turned out to be a great combination 🤩. She asked me to lick and fuck her in the shower of the hotel room while in between emptying her bladder. The first time I ever tasted the salty pee of a girl, together with sun milk and her other body juices 😋. It still took some time though until we progressed and became more brazen. 

I also kept the first hotel room that we jointly used for our little wet secrets in very good memories. That was during a city trip over a weekend in an anonymous 4 star hotel in a European capital. We were both so horny and it was the first hotel stay since the Italy vacation. We had meanwhile experienced at home with blankets and in the bathroom. Always no problem to clean up (which we both still hated), but also not that cozy (and naughty 😉). While having a bunch of drinks that night we already decided to keep our nectar for some naughty fun later.

We discussed our dirty plan in a corner of the hotel bar. Unfortunately there was no carpet in the room. However, I brought up the topic, which I always wanted to do… deliberately pissing on a hotel bed or on the upholstery of a chair or couch. To my surprise Julia giggled and whispered in my ear that I am such a dirty pig. I guess that meant yes… 😈. 

Nevertheless I still remember when we entered into the room… Julia wanted to pull me to the bathroom. She reminded me that she was really bursting and unsure whether she could stop once she began peeing. I was way too horny to think about consequences.

Having had gallons of fluids after we emptied our bladders the last time, we both were slowly getting uncomfortable. I pulled her to one of the beds. I told her that we would be sneaky and remove all sheets and covers and just leave our nectar on the bare white mattress (which we simply would flip before leaving and pretend the bed hadn’t be used at all). She said she just feels a little tipsy and wanted to pee and fuck now 😂💦

So we removed the most disturbing clothes. She was lying on her back, dress lifted, legs spread and first slowly rubbing her clit, before stopping and deeply inhaling. A few yellow drops escaped from her sexy body. I was so aroused that I had to make sure not to cum immediately. I licked her shaved pussy tenderly. But she nicely removed my tongue while sniggering and saying: Honey, I need to concentrate. I really need to pee, but it just feels so wrong… I encouraged her again: just imagine we are at the beach or in the water, baby…

She closed her eyes and again inhaled deeply. And then it happened: a first nice yellow gush found its way out of her pussy. That was the starting point to finally chuck away the remaining good manners. The action now went out of hand pretty fast…

She was moaning content and splashing a torrent of piss all over the place. Her eyes still closed. The hardwood floor got a fair share of her juices, but the biggest portion went towards my chest or hit her legs or directly into the cushion of the formerly plain white mattress. 

After a while she stopped and clapped her vagina with her hand, while dripping some pussy juice on the upholstery. I licked both her wet fingers and pussy and tasted the perfect mix of urine and her other body fluids. Simply magical. She opened her eyes and kissed me. This was so naughty and felt so totally inappropriate and fantastic at the same time. She confessed that my advise - imagining the first time we both pissed together in the sea - helped her to mess around. I appraised her misbehaviour and how even more horny she just made me.

She inspected the huge yellow patches on the bed. Omg… she giggled… not bad for a premiere, while taking my hard dick and moving to the part of the mattress that she had left dry. She was laying down again, legs open, playing with herself, full of dirty expectations. 

I did not ask for consent, but just aimed at her tits and after some seconds began to also relief my bladder. What an amazing feeling. The yellow beam ran down her body. The cushion was not absorbing that fast and while doing my business I was not sure if the plan would really work out with flipping the mattress later to hide our little outrage. Anyway it was too much fun to stop. She enjoyed the shower while fingering her pussy and playing with the wetness underneath. I varied my stream to also hit the rest of the surface at least a little.

Since we had both so many drinks before, this was just the beginning. We took a little break, on purpose avoiding orgasms at this early stage to even increase the tension further. With our glancing bodies we sat down on the still dry couch, just kissing and hugging each other. Maybe 15-20 minutes later we felt the urge to pee again. We didn’t even need to talk about it. The kissing and hugging had slowly turned into pussy licking and blowjob again. I removed the upholstery and we both laid back sitting in the body of the couch, completely naked, facing each other… Julia just shook her head and giving me that expression from her face: are we really doing this? I went first. After my stream went already for a few seconds she also started and we now pissed in parallel, while laughing out loud, always trying to hit each other’s streams. After a minute or so of vice versa or parallel running streams we had created a tremendous puddle and the couch just became our personal water park 😂💦

Now we quickly reached the point of no return… The subsequent fuck in the pee lake on that furniture was unbelievable. The foam worked like a sponge and while we were fucking the wetness expanded underneath. The foam of the couch body could not absorb all of the fluids, so it trickled to the floor below and created a giant puddle on the hardwood floor. I waited until she had her orgasm and then came deep inside her.

When we hit back into reality afterwards, we were ashamed, once we saw the extend and size of the damage that we created intentionally. But we were also exhausted and satisfied enough that there was no time to worry. We felt asleep soon in the dry bed and had a very relaxing night (without either of us having used the bathroom at all 🙈😂).

We woke up late from the sunshine falling through the windows - and surprise, surprise, we were horny again. We were both sober and I was not sure whether she might feel uncomfortable with what we did some hours before under the influence of a decent amount of alcohol. She inhaled deeply, kissed me and smiled, while getting up and starting examining our personal loos from the night before.

The stains on the poor mattress were huge (more like one giant stain) and our pee was not much diluted. The surface was completely soaked also on the edges. Thus putting back the covers and sheets made those wet too, even after turning it upside down. At least the top of the other side was dry. We would later take advantage of the hairdryer to at least hide the very obvious wet spots on the sides. Lesson learned to rather focus on the middle the next time 😉

Little patches and puddles were spread all over the floor and in particular below the couch, from where still drops kept falling on the ground from time to time. The wet hardwood floor was the least problem. Nothing one couldn’t clean with a simple towel. With the couch itself I was not so sure. Putting back the upholstery would hide the mess, but also wetting the pillows at the same time, at least a little.

Julia jumped back into the bed and stopped my thinking of consequences immediately. She mentioned we should be a little more careful this morning while already grabbing my dick and thus giving clear signals that she was ready for the next round. She whispered into my ear that I should follow her to the bathroom. But I had a different idea…

How about having some fun in the stairwell, I asked, to test whether she was also in a naughty mood again. We had fucked in a friends apartment house stairwell some weeks ago, without wetting though, so I knew, that she liked the public thrill. Her response was a mischievous smile. Then she simply pulled on her dress from last night and flip flops and took a key card. Come on, she giggled shyly. We didn’t talk about the fact that both of us also had another obvious need…

I also quickly jumped into a shorts. Our room was on the 16th floor (with some more floors above us). The entrance to the stairwell was just on the opposite site of our room. To our surprise not only the hallway, but also the stairwell had carpet. A very thin and cheap carpet though. Julia lifted her dress and I unzipped my pants. She then leaned with her front against the wall next to the door, showing me her perfect ass. Can you do me doggy?

Instinctively I checked for video surveillance, but nothing obvious at least. The likelihood that someone would come and use this part of the stairwell was very small. And even if that happened we could have stopped within a second. Despite all that, our hearts were beating and we both felt a tremendous amount of adrenaline. I slowly penetrated her and we started fucking, while I tenderly kissed her neck and whispered in her ear that I desperately needed to pee. She nodded and was moaning that she wanted to feel it inside her. I really needed to focus and stopped to actually penetrate her. It felt great even though the amount was only small. She kept fingering herself, being totally aroused, while the floor and also her dress and my shorts slowly got wet 😝 After the biggest pressure was gone, I continued to fuck her hard while intensively kissing her face. Suddenly she removed my dick and immediately exploded, now with her piss gushing on the ground below us, while moaning loudly. She kept fingering herself and moments later rewarded herself with an orgasm. Her whole body shivered. You are fine? I asked. Omg, this is great, you drive me crazy. My pussy already felt so extremely tight with MY full bladder and then you pumping it up even further, I completely lost control. It’s so incredibly intense. I never experienced that before. 

She needed some time to calm down. You hopefully don’t mind if I just keep going and relaxing a little more. She sat down on the top of the stairs and spread her legs. Her piss ran down the steps with a decent hissing and only slowly drenched into the thin carpet. I used the other side of the stairs and just aimed against the wall, from where the torrent dispersed on the ground. That is so much fun, Julia laughed. Look at that mess, unbelievable, pointing to the results of our activities. She turned towards me. Keep going. She kissed me tipping her feet in the huge puddle and held her hand into my slowly abating stream. As soon as I was finished she rewarded me with a fantastic blowjob, with finally spitting my sperm out as topping of the little lake.

Back in the room, we went into the bath the first time to take an extensive shower together. Yes, a real one, this time 😉 We got dressed up, had breakfast and then checked out. Since it was Sunday and we were not prepared for clean up, we only dried the edges of the bed (or the mattress) with the hairdryer in a rough and ready way. After all blankets were put back, it indeed looked unused. And we used two of our own towels to dry all the patches and puddles on the hardwood floor, of course. On the couch one better would not sit, but at first glance one didn’t notice anything special with it… The most obvious present we left in the stairwell. Back in the car on our way home we recapped again. I feel ashamed. We really did wrong, Julia said, but you know what? At the same time it is so nice not having to worry about the cleaning. I guess that was our common understanding. A bad excuse.

We were still really concerned to receive a massive bill during the next weeks 😰. But what shall I say? At the end we got away with it. Though we hindsight always felt ashamed, we had similar secret sneaky pee adventures in a bunch of other hotels together and I keep also messing around alone ever since 😜