Peenicks

Ah, what the hell, since you've all had a chance to see it already:

Normally I keep it clean shaven but I'm going au naturel at the moment. Def gonna atleast trim it soon. Maybe I'll keep you all posted 😋

Aftermath. Hope you guys enjoyed!

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Update: So I did a few more pisses into the freezer and, unsurprisingly, it froze. No scent but, and it may be hard to tell from the photo, it's very clearly a yellow-ish color. Hope no one finds the piss freezer 😵‍💫

Realized I'd been sitting on this chapter in my notes for over a year. Whoops! Well, this may be a bit outdated then but I thought I'd share it nonetheless. The fate of this story going forward is uncertain but I hope you all enjoy this chapter at least!

The Hamilton Ridge Vandal Part III:

Heading back to school the next day felt like an accomplishment and like my worst nightmare. Everyone had learned about what I did in Moldy old Mr. Harris’s classroom and, just like I thought, blamed it on the Phantom Pisser themselves. I also came to a different realization. 

“Hey Ann,” I heard a familiar voice call.

Turning around I saw the brunette buddy to the most popular girl in school, Connie of course. My heart skipped a beat when I saw her, both because I was deathly afraid, she found me out and… well to be honest she’s got quite the classy chassis to her. 

“You said you wanted to like, join the cheerleading squad or something, right?” Connie asks to shock me outta my gawking. 
“Uhh, yeah.”
“They’ve gotta sign-up sheet pinned by the cafeteria or whatever.” She replies dismissively.
“Alright thanks, I’ll go check that out soon.”
I begin walking away before she calls me back
“Wait, Ann…”
I turn
“I’ll uhh, see you around I hope.”

I involuntarily smile at her genuine remark of kindness.
“Yeah, me too.” I call back before getting to my first class.

I don’t know what changed but I’m suddenly getting more respect around school. Maybe I’m more confident now that I’ve pulled off a crazy pissing stunt or two? Whatever it is, I dig it! 
I decided I would join the cheerleading squad for real and put my name on the sheet during lunch break. Just above my name I saw another in delicate handwriting, “Maud Perkins.” I thought not much of it other than it sounds like a grandma’s name, and like no one I know at the school.

The school day went by in a flash and before I knew it, I was staying afterschool for practice. Hamilton was clearly in desperate need for new members what with all the popular girls quitting for the school having “filthy locker rooms.”  I and all the new girls were thrown into uniforms that were either too loose or too tight and shoved into practice before we could blink. I’m a bit grundy when it comes to physical exercise. I wasn’t out of shape but the shape I was in might as well have been a square for all the good I did out there. 
I was in the locker room quietly changing when Connie roped me into another conversation.

“Okay, but like… what really made you wanna join? Everyone else thinks the cheerleading squad is a gross hellhole.”
“Are you kidding? I’ve idolized you gals the whole time I’ve been at this school! Besides if it’s so dirty how come the two most popular girls in school are here?”
“Who, Diane? She’s got a humongous scholarship deal helping her stay in. I’ve got my own reasons.”
“That you’re not gonna tell me?”
Connie suddenly looks to both sides, assuring the room is clear of people.
“If you really wanna know, follow me.”
Connie leads me to a door just off to the side of the locker room entrances. The door clearly reads “laundry room,” Hamilton can afford to house a room to wash all the school issued uniforms, but still can’t find more than one janitor.
Connie produces a key that she got from who knows where and leads me in.
Inside multiple machines are going without a soul in sight.
“Promise you won’t tell anyone?” she asks of me. 
My eyes widen, realizing what is about to happen before me. I quickly nod.

Connie skips over to one of the washers, slowly taking down her panties from inside her long skirt. Pushing open the door on top and tossing them in haphazardly. She turns back to me expecting a reaction but I’m stuck ogling at the glance I received of her neatly trimmed pussy beneath. By God’s good will she decides to slide out of her long skirt leaving her totally bottomless before she hops atop the opening of the rickety washer she opened. I see her eyeing me and parting her legs to give me the most inviting look at her beautiful flower. I so desperately want to get closer but not wanting to push my luck any further I cool down. 
With her legs parted she releases a gorgeous golden stream into the wet stack of uniforms, towels, and cleaning rags. I hear them touched by her stream with a muffled patter. She begins to gyrate her hips a little, trying to cover as much as she can. 

“They’re all gonna get washed anyway, might as well help a little.” She tells me with a mischievous grin.
I can’t muster anything in response being so overtaken by… how horny this is making me.
“This is where I come when I’m pent up, but not enough to make a statement. Like I did in the hallway this week, and like you did in Harris’s yesterday.”
Despite her bearing her secret to me, her comment still caught me off guard. “How did you know?”
“You may look like a cheerleader but from what I saw today, I knew you had another reason for hanging out afterschool.”
All the people who will even accept my company called Diane, Connie, and their friends airheads. But Connie was bright, talented, and pretty funny. She lived up to the hype, and then some. I wanted nothing more than to kiss this beautiful confident girl in the middle of vandalizing school property, but whether it was nerves or common sense, I held back.
While idly swinging her legs and releasing a waning torrent she looked to me and said something else that surprised me
“Now you pick a spot, I mean, if you gotta go.”
I thought I was in a dream but no way in hell was I asking for a pinch.

Luckily, I did have to go, and I obeyed her commands slipping straight out of my skirt and cotton panties, not even with the presence of mind to be embarrassed that I was exposing my wispy black bush to one of the most popular girls at Hamilton Ridge. Even today I couldn’t muster the strength to change anywhere but in an enclosed stall.
She gave me a look of approval and eyed my petite pussy, very clearly dripping with excitement.
Not wanting to be outdone by the very girl who inspired me, I swing open the door to a dryer adjacent to her. One thing I’ve been working to perfect is angling my piss while standing up and now was the trial. I adopted a wide stance in front of the pile of clothing before me, holding my lips just so that would hopefully hit its target. I finally calmed and released my full bladder onto the drying pile before Connie’s now wide eyes. Not all of it landed where I intended and a sizable puddle formed below me, but enough made it in that I called it a success when I finally decided to shake off the last few droplets dribbling out of me. Mimicking Connie’s discard of her panties, I used mine to wipe my pussy clean and then tossed them into the dryer.

“Wow, that was like… really fuckin’ hot.” She exclaimed.
I blushed a bright red. Now she knew how I felt watching her.
“You’re pretty fucking hot yourself” I giggled nervously.
She gave me a sultry look that made my heart pound like a marching drum.
“Hey, I don’t have anything to wipe with. Do you think you could help me out?” she beckons, now mounting a stance on top of the closed dryer with her legs spread fully apart.
This was it, the moment I never knew I wanted and never thought I’d get. I’m alone with the incredible badass, the Hamilton Ridge vandal herself and she wants me to eat her out!?
I wasn’t getting a clearer invitation than that. As I held her legs and planted my lips around her… lips I could breathe in her scent, a mixture of heat from the exercise and arousal, salt from the sweat and piss, and a bit of sweetness too. As I started to lap at the piss still dripping from her slit, I felt her body tremble a little as Connie let out a soft purr.
“Mmm, have you done this before?”
Too busy to answer I start to lick inside of her womanhood, still tasting the sweet and sour piss as I eat her out.
I feel her cling to me and wrap her body deeply into mine as her moans of pleasure turn to cries of ecstasy.
“Oh, fuck. Ann, I think I’m gonna…”
She shivers as I feel a hot sensation coat my mouth. I had no clue Connie was a squirter like me.

It feels nice to not be alone, in more ways than one.
 

Did a piss just now that was a bit more daring than usual! I have a personal freezer in my bedroom that doesn't get much use (the only thing I store in there is ice cream and I'm cutting down on sugar rn). After a long drive back home and not much alone time I was full and horny (still am). I made up my mind and decided to point my camera phone at my freezer door, then stood up, let my dick free from my skirt, and aimed it inside the open freezer.

I realized that there was only one thing inside it atm, an old tub of coffee ice cream that had gone uneaten. It was probably freezer burnt by then so I decided to open it up and treat it to a good couple spurts of my hot shower. It did next to nothing to thaw it, having been in there so long, so I put it aside and got onto the main attraction.

With a twitch, my dick started spraying down the back wall of the freezer with a dull patter. I noticed that my torrent started to split into two separate weaker streams, so I clenched my perennial muscles in an attempt to unite them again and keep too much from landing on my carpet. I noticed a small dark stain near the opening of the freezer that I couldn't identify (almost like mold but it seemed too small and there was nothing in there that could've caused mold to grow) and started to train my blast onto it, clearing off a bit of it, before resuming to spraying the insides while shaking my hips back and forth.

All too soon my downpour came to a trickle (which also largely landed on the carpet :xP: ) and the last few spurts of my hot urine were spent. It wasn't long until I saw a store receipt I left lying on top of the freezer and used it as a wipe for my still-dripping slit. I wasn't all that thorough in wiping because I knew I'd be bottomless save for my skirt for the rest of the night anyway, so I threw it in the soaking wet freezer without much of a second thought and gave a cute pose to the camera, forgetting my cock was still untucked from my skirt (lol), and stopping the recording.

Although I felt confident about the recording at the time, I decided against posting it to here or any other public platform because of my issues with my body image (sorry guys 😕). I figured the least I could do was give you all a hot story to chew on. Lots of love ✌️❤️