Vassal

A small update, sometimes these stories are hard to continue as I tend to ramp things up fairly quickly

Later that afternoon I went down to my basement for something and glanced out the glassdoor across the yard and saw that Kelsey was likewise in the basement, still nude like myself, of course with the glass door slid open. She was giving me a great view of her curvy ass as she was bent over concerning herself with something low to the ground. Curious I stepped outside made my way closer and saw that she was scooping out something from a low container. Not wanting to startle her I announced myself before I came any closer.

“Whatcha doing,” I asked.

Turning her head around she gave me a smile and responded, “Oh just changing out the kitty litter.”

As I approached I saw that she was raking and scooping out a large low basin filled with sandy cat litter.

“I didn't know you had a cat.”

“I don't,” she grinned.

I smiled, knowing what it was for but she continued, “Sometimes I don't feel like stepping into wet puddles or having to clean up a mess, most rooms in the house have a kitty litter box.”

“How ingenious,” I said.

“It was one of my chores at my parents house. One day as I was cleaning it out I was really desperate. No one was home but me and the cats so you know.”

What a naughty neighbor I had.

“I wouldn't have thought of that, but then again I did grow up with dogs. The cats didn't mind?”

“I made sure not to do it too often or at least not before I cleaned it. Eventually I bought my own litter box and kept it under my bed to use as often as I wanted. It was a lot of fun. Was real nice on cold nights, I almost didn't have to leave my bed.”

“I did something similar but it was peeing in my closet!”

“Ooh, that's daring. I was too scared to do something like that.”

“I'll admit alcohol and a more adventurous friend were involved in that decision. I invested in a lot of Fabreeze.”

“Oh, so I'm not the first one to see you pee somewhere you're not supposed to?”

“Yep, my childhood friend Amanda, it was only the once. Apparently her older sister's closet was the spare bathroom among the siblings.”

“So that's where the idea came from, I'd love to meet her.”

“I do need to have her over for a house warming.”

“Oh, sounds like we could have some fun with that, we can discuss that later, if you'll excuse me.”

With that Kelsey motioned me to come inside and stepped over the rectangular litter box on the floor Facing me she crouched into a low squat, her knees spread, opening her pussy lips. It was then that I realized this was the first time I was invited inside her home and the first time getting a close up view of her naked body. I noticed the basement had a the slight odor of urine and grinned. I felt a bit self conscious as my eyes took in the sight of her naked beauty, admiring her curves, the way her breasts hung at her chest, the hardness and dark color of her nipples and the glistening folds of her exposed pussy lips. I was embarrassed to find her dark brown eyes gazing back at mine, knowing I was staring.

“It's alright to look, I love an audience, and besides I've been checking you out too,” with a long glance down to my cock and balls.

As she finished the sentence a loud hissing filled the room and an expertly aimed stream pushed forth between her lower lips and fell twisting into the kitty litter below her, gurgling as the grains struggled to absorb the large torrent. Kelsey let out a satisfied sigh as a dark patch started to form below her.

“You can go too if you have to,” and I did need to.

Stepping up to the litter box I was struck with the heavenly but weak scent of her clear urine. I noted how my cock was at her head's height and her eyes were glued to it expectantly. Grasping it with one hand I aimed it downward between her outstretched legs. It took some time to get going but soon my own twisting stream of piss joined her own. My stream hit the litter granules and was instantly absorbed, it was like peeing on sand. I was impressed by the lack of splashing as a dark patch of litter grew around the deep divot my flow was creating, especially since Kelsey's thighs were only inches away. The sound of her hissing and the twin patter of our toilets filled the room.

“I'll have to get me one of these,” I said, laughing, “it's such a good idea.”

“It's just so naughty and wrong,” Kelsey giggled.

“I'll have to invite you over to use my closet sometime.”

“Sounds like fun. I was thinking that after we're done here of inviting you on a hike. There's a short path that connects to a hiking trail just off our properties.”

“That sounds like it'd be fun. Do you... do you hike in the nude too,” I asked daringly.

“Sometimes but it's too nice out, someone is sure to catch us. I do know all the good secluded spots though, but we should get changed. Wear something you don't mind getting wet, and make sure to hydrate,” she said.

By now her bladder was spent and she was pushing out the last few drops in a power blast into the sandy litter. She stayed squatting, mesmerized by my pissing cock.

“I think I have just the thing,” I said, squeezing out the last of my own bladder into her kitty litter box, making a show of shaking off the last few droplets.

She finally stood up and gave her bottom a quick shake. The litter was nearly completely darkened by our combine toilet. Kelsey grabbed the litter scoop she set aside and I was amazed at how quickly she scooped up the clumps of absorbed urine, which she deposited into a garbage bag leaving the litter box as if two humans hadn't just used it.

This has been kicking around in my head ever since I started this story line and I know I won't progress until I at least have something more down on paper. Includes bed wetting, mutual hand jobs (M/F) and female holding male pissing. Also contains sexual openness which would include light incest as in mom watching and encouraging daughter to engage in sexual acts.

I awoke pleasantly to the warm golden light of the morning sun filtering through the windows. I was delighted to find that the previous day, even though traumatic, was not a dream. My savior, Samantha, was still as naked as when she rescued me from my hiking accident, laying on her side beside me. She was clutching my arm with her slowly heaving bosom wrapped around it. I could feel that hand was warm and pressed against something damp and slippery. My cock was already a bit hard from morning wood but the realization that Sam had my hand squeezed between her legs up against her pussy made it tent the woolen blanket. To my horror I heard a stirring in the other bed as Sam's mother, Leah, awoke.

“My, such a healthy young man,” she said, eyeing my erection. “Don't mind Sam or I, do what you need to. You may not be surprised that we're not prudish. We similarly about sexual relief as we do pee. If you need to masturbate, just do it, we're all adults here. My husband Peter and I have been fucking out in the open once Sam became of age and she'll touch herself anywhere. And don't worry about making a mess of the sheets.”

As if to reinforce her last words she threw back her blanket, revealing her naked voluptuous body, large breasts hanging on her chest in the sunlight. Nipples hard against the cool morning air. She sat up and pulled up her knees as she spread her legs. Suddenly a long arc of gold issued forth from between them , splashing loudly on the bedspread before her. My eyes widened watching my host piss all over her bed, a dark wet patch slowly growing before her.

“I think I mentioned that you could go anywhere, that includes the bed. Sam usually wets the bed before she even wakes up. I'm surprised you're still dry. She isn't exactly potty trained.”

Stricken with lust, my free hand wrapped itself around my turgid member but I was hesitant, not wanting to wake Sam. How would she react?

“I do it on purpose, Mom,” Sam suddenly replied, pouting. I could feel her hot breath on my neck. “And I don't mind,” she said, flinging back the blanket exposing my erection to the herself, as well as her mother. This also gave me a great view of her naked body. She squeezed my hand between her thighs, forcing a few of my knuckles in between her moistening lips, up against her canal, hot with desire. “But first,” she moaned and my hand was enveloped in an incredible torrent of warmth. The strong pressure from her urethra washed over my fingers and trickled down her thighs, pooling between us on the wool sheet. Before I knew it was lying in a warm puddle of her strong scented morning toilet.

The room was filled with the delightful sound of hissing and splashing as the mother and daughter wantonly wet the beds. It was beyond anything I could dream up in a sexual fantasy and I started to jerk my cock as Sam pissed all over my other hand, precum was bubbling out of my slit, lubricating my masturbation.

Curious, Sam touched my cock head with a single finger, catching a bit of the clear drool and rubbing it with her thumb, delighting in the slippery sensation.

“That makes it easier for boys to jerk off and have sex,” Leah said in a motherly tone, “Spit works too.”

I was surprised yet again to see Sam spit into one of hr hands and then rub it on to the head of my cock. It felt incredible as she then started to lightly grasp my erection and soon take over jerking me off. I could hardly believe it, a gorgeous woman was giving me a hand job while her mother watched, while both women were deliberately pissing the bed!

“I'll let you two be,” Leah said as she pushed out the last spurts from her bladder onto the bed.

“Oh Tommy, be a dear and hold in your morning pee after you've cum, we have use for a man's strong morning piss here at the morning. Especially with Peter gone.” Eyeing Sam, “Honey, when you're done please show him where to go.”

“You got it mom,” Sam said, picking up the pace of her strokes.

“I'll go get some breakfast and coffee ready,” Leah said as she walked out the bedroom door, not bothering to put on her scanty leather stockings. I caught a glimpse of some yellow droplets clinging to her manicured curly hair and her bare butt glistening with her morning micturition.

Sam started to grind her pussy into my hand as she urinated and I slipped a finger into her vagina.

“Keep going,” she moaned as I felt her walls clamp around my second finger.

As my digits went in and out of her vagina, her pee rhythmically gushed out, splashing us both, making a huge mess of the bed. She went wild as I started to rub her engorged clit with my thumb. The bedroom was filled with moans and the wet slapping of hands on genitals.

As Sam's stream slowed to a dribble, I could feel my orgasm mounting, “I'm gonna cum,” I said breathlessly.

“Me too,” replied Sam, panting.

Suddenly white gobs of cum erupted from the to of my cock, arcing high into the air and landing on the blankets. Sam gently aimed my spurting cock, catching rope after rope of my sticky white semen on her breasts and stomach. I felt her pussy contract, griping my fingers as she came, pushing out the last of her urine in a huge gush. We kissed for the first time in the glow of our orgasms, holding each other as we caught our breath.

Eventually we got up from the bed and surveyed the mess we made. There was a huge wet patch on the bed, flecked with my shiny ejaculate. Same held up her hand with strings of cum stretching between her fingers. Likewise I showed her my hand soaked with her piss and girl cum. We laughed and used a dry corner of our blanket to clean up.

We left the bedroom unclothed into the kitchen for breakfast and as I wondered where I was to pee we were greeted by Leah wearing only an apron. The apron did little to hide her nudity and her breasts were pouring out. I was not surprised to see a well marked fan shape stain on the fabric hiding her twat. This was not helping my full bladder and I unconsciously grasped my cock.

“I hope you two had fun,” Leah said, eyeing our glowing composure. “Tommy, you must be bursting, Sam quickly show him to the door door.”

“I was just about to, Mom,” Sam argued. “Quick Tommy, come with me,” she said as she pulled me to the front door.

I was embarrassed as I lost enough control that a spurt escaped my cock and landing directly on Sam's thigh.

“Sorry!”

“Don't be, I did just pee all over your hand and our bed. Now don't worry, you can let it all out here,” Sam instructed, pointing to the front door. The previous night I failed to notice a dark fan shaped stain on the door interior, just the right height for a pissing cock. “Dad pees on the door in the mornings, to keep the mice out. He says they're afraid of the smell (author's note: they are not).”

At this point I didn't care where I peed and neither did my cock as my bladder released it's hold before Sam could properly get out of the way, soaking her thigh and dribbling down her leg.

“Sorry,” I apologized again.

“Like I said, don't be, I kinda like it,” Sam replied as the drumming of my stream hitting the door filled the entry way.

“I kinda liked it when you peed on my hand too,” I said, now boldly aiming my cock high at the door.

The both of us watched as my stream cascaded down in a broad triangle shape, rewetting the stains of Peter's previous pees. A pool started to form at the bottom of the door.

“Can I,” asked Sam.

Having an idea of what she meant, I freed the hold on my dick, letting it fall, still pissing away, stream now splashing on the floor. Sam pressed up against me and grasped my penis and pointed it straight up, causing a high arc to hit the door in large droplets. She giggled as my stream darkened the dry wood and trickled to the floor. The doorway was filled with the lovely sound of my pattering morning piss and the strong scent of my morning pee filled our nostrils. Surely enough to keep away rodents or even a bear.

“You two seem to becoming close friends,” Leah said, now behind us, watching her daughter hold my cock as I used her front door as a urinal.

“Mom watch this,” Sam said as she pointed my stream at a dry section of the door. Slowly she started to spell out the letters “S-A-M,” in a large dripping font. This caused the three of us to laugh.

“I've spelled my name in the snow before but never on the door.”

“Just how I taught you,” Leah replied.

A wonderful image played in my head of the two women spreading their pussies with their fingers and expertly directing their streams into fresh white snow.

“It must be easy with such a short name,” I said.

“My bladder's big enough to spell out Samantha,” was the reply.

I marveled at the luck I had literally fallen into and was disappointed to find my bladder was nearly empty. Since I had an audience I pushed out the last remnants of my bladder in some forceful bursts causing splashing impacts on the door to delight of my audience. Sam gave my cock a good shake flinging the droplets here and there before releasing her grasp.

“Now sit down at the table,” Leah said.

15 hours ago, Hidengo said:

The, for some reason, eternal debate:

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8WYh64F/

Never understood the puritanical obsession with "cleanliness" that doesn't really reflect how actually dirty something is, it's just going off emotion. Sweat is very similar to pee, I'm washing that off in the shower even if I don't pee in it. I'm also washing my ass and fecal matter is much "dirtier" than pee. Not to mention potential foot fungus and god knows what else that's washed away from our bodies in the shower by just virtue of being a living thing.

Edit: That's not to say you shouldn't clean your shower ever, just that clutching pearls over pissing in the shower is ridiculous.

Can't remember if this Olaf ever got posted.

This story takes place in a DnD like fantasy setting filled with elves, dwarves and monsters. It starts with naughty solo female peeing, group peeing, male peeing, female masturbation, exhibition and sex, my usual themes as well as mild incest (brother and sister watching each other pee and fuck). Later I plan on adding in some in-human characters and monsters, including some consenting inter-species sex (insofar that it's allowed).

----

The stale, damp area filled Aurora’s nostrils as her eyes adjusted to her torchlight in the darkness of the smooth stone hallway of the ancient dwarven temple. Drawing out a piece of parchment she was using the chart the interior and wondered how much farther the temple extended into the mountain. By her estimation it was past noon and she hoped to return to the camp she had made at an abandoned hovel not too far from the entrance. The archer made her living by fulfilling requests made by local adventurer guilds and today she was scouting out and mapping an unsealed temple. She was used to working solo, being a hunter in her home village, often searching the forest for prey for up to a week at time. It was dangerous work as abandoned places become occupied by the monsters from beyond the boundaries of the world. Many adventures lost their lives in such abandoned places, referred to as dungeons by the guilds established to defend the realm of free races from these threats. It was especially dangerous work for women, who would, unlike their male counterparts, would be captured and raped by the lustful monster races such as goblins and feral kobolds. Aurora was well aware of the risks, knowing a few ex-adventurers who returned, either by liberation or by their own mettle, bellies full with some monstrous spawn. However, she was enraptured by the ancient places. Being from a small village at the edge of an elven forest she enjoyed exploring a world much grander and full of mystery than the one she knew as a child.

As the woman made her way down the corridor she came to a door across from a turn in the tunnel. Pausing, she pushed her brown-hair behind her ear as she listened for any sign of movement. The tunnels lay quiet as she pushed her ear up to the door, everything was still. After checking the latch for traps, she quietly opened the door, revealing a small enclosed chamber containing a well. The rotting bucket was still sitting on the low circular wall. Aurora breathed a sigh of relief as she stepped into the chamber, closing the door behind her and pulling a stone chair in front of it to block it. She was glad to find the well and hoped it still had water as she pulled out an empty waterskin. Adventuring was hard work and Aurora was keen to keep hydrated. She knew there was little fear that the water would be bad. Dwarves are excellent craftsman, especially regarding the plumbing infrastructure that is so crucial an underground race. Their wells were often protected by the blessings of Rekhun, the god of waterways or Mara, the goddess of the earth and wells thousands of years old were still fresh. The dwarfs were even master builders of sewers and their contracts were highly prized by human kings for their cities.

In fact, Aurora had discovered one earlier in the exploration. The water was still flowing in the underground channel beneath the smooth stone seat. Aurora gazed down at it through the worn hole and felt a slight need in her bladder. The thought of being the first to use the toilet after aeons gave her a stirring in her loins that was something beyond her desperation. The young woman had a personal reason for accepting these contracts. Exploring dungeons was slow methodical work and even small ones took nearly a day to chart, especially if occupied. Adventurers were often forced to camp inside the ruins if a return to basecamp was not an option. The dungeons also weren’t equipped with bathrooms such as this dwarven temple, especially not in caverns. This meant that adventurers had to get creative when they had to pee. This happened to be Aurora’s favorite thing about dungeons. Aurora’s human companions had the most difficulty with this fact compared to the more uninhibited elves, dwarves and demi-humans. Men of course had an easier time, usually finding a corner to shield themselves pulling out their cocks and pissing on the wall. Aurora’s sister adventurers would often wait until they found a small room or secluded place and go together. Aurora would often initiate such an activity and was skilled at convincing her more prudish and reluctant companions into joining her. She loved to pee in front of others and to watch them pee as well, peeking at her companions’ pussies as they gushed over the floor of some ancient temple or fortress. If she found herself the only woman in her party, she’d feign the need for safety in numbers and for someone to guard her, she didn’t have much trouble convincing them to pull out their cocks and pee with her. The non-human races took less convincing.

Aurora had thought about using the ancient toilet but since the door was long since gone, she would have trouble defending herself if attacked. It wasn’t hard for Aurora to imagine herself in the temple when it was still in use, the door broken but her need so great that she would use it anyway. She grew wet at the thought of being caught by a temple acolyte, her legs open, of course, while pissing into the exposed toilet. She remembered this fantasy as she filled her waterskin from bucket that was dropped into the depths of the well and she felt twinges of desperation. She had an even naughtier idea. Checking to make sure she propped the door, she quickly pulled down her short trousers revealing her pussy, capped by a strip of manicured brown hair, nestled between her toned thighs. She took it a step further and removed her leather cuirass and wool tunic, freeing her large breasts, nipples stiff in the cool air.

She then climbed up and sat on the wall of the well and gazed down into the well between her open dangling legs, aiming her parted lips into the darkness below. The young woman bit her lip as the first droplets escaped her urethra, rolling down to the crack of her shapely ass. The droplets were followed by a thick stream as she completely let go of her bladder, the twisting rivulets falling into the deep well. It took several seconds before Aurora heard her hot urine splashing in the cool, pure water below. Imaging herself back in time she wondered how the dwarven acolytes would react to finding a naked human woman brazenly pissing into their water source. Aroused by her insolent toilet one hand found the hard nubs on her breasts and started playing with them while the other moved to her engorged clit. She was in ecstasy as she masturbated while defiling the well. Her fingers moved into her slick vagina, wetting them with her pee as she thrust them in and out, splashing the warm fluid against her thighs as she came closer to orgasm.

She continued her fantasy, picturing being caught by a male dwarven acolyte, convincing him to join her. Imagining as he climbed up onto the wall next her. She would then have him pull up his robes, revealing his thick cock which the dwarf would let her hold, cradling his big hairy balls, a common characteristic of dwarven men, as the dwarf pissed into the well with her. She imagined feeling the pee make its way through the cock as she aimed his stream this way and that, their twin tinkles echoing up out of the well. The fantasy was enough to push her over the edge, as she stifled a moan as she orgasmed. Panting with contentment she shook off her pee covered hand, and pushed out the last bits of pee into the well with loud delayed splats.

Climbing off the wall she held off on putting on her clothing and pulled some jerky and her map out of her bag, letting her pissy bottom air dry as she ate and updated the map. She included the well of course, marking it as fresh water, despite her defilement. After a day or two the blessing would purify the water, it was an important resource for adventurers.

As she ate should couldn’t help but think back to the first pissing cock she held, which happened to be the encounter that introduced her to her patron Goddess, Fualan. She had finally proved herself to be a master hunter and was finally recognized as an adult in her village of Kettle. The rank granted her the freedom to venture into the woods to hunt on her own. The forest was generally off limits to the villagers as dangerous creatures stalked in the darkness. Kettle was situated at the outskirts of the Florent kingdom and life was harsher than in the interior and there were frequent raids from feral kobolds and goblins. Like most settlements on the fringes, they primarily worshipped Laghan, the god of order whose protection granted safety from the raids. The outskirts were far removed from the familiar Luan-si elves that guided the human civilization in their infancy. The humans there heavily relied on the adventurers’ guilds to protect them. There were also tales of the Mun-si elves that lived within the forest, brief encounters with beautiful but wild, naked elves in the wood. In Kettle there was hardly an old timer that didn’t recount tales of being taken as a lover by one of these wild beauties, men and women alike. Aurora heard these tales and daydreamed of being taken and becoming an elven wife. She always kept her eyes open in hope of spotting one of these elves, their nudity excited and intrigued her, but she had little hope to meet one under the watchful eye of her father.

She had almost all but given up her hopes of seeing one as she tracked her first deer alone in the forest. The deer had run deep into the wood, towards an area she had never been before and against better judgement she pursued. She followed the tracks until they ended at a thick bramble. Not wanting to come back empty handed she pushed through when suddenly she heard some voices, a man and a woman. Curious but on guard she paused and crept closer to see who would be out there in such a far reach of the wilderness. She gasped aloud as she saw two tall humanoid forms in the clearing with blonde hair, long ears and fair features, they were also both completely naked. The pair quickly looked in her direction at her cry and Aurora’s heart pounded as they called for her to come out, which she reluctantly did.

“Why, Tuile, it’s just a modest may-fly! Come on out girl, we won’t hurt you,” said the woman cheerfully.

“When was the last time we saw one, Orlaith?” replied the man. “Those garments look suffocating.”

Aurora became self-conscious that she was the only one wearing clothes and awkwardly looked away.

“Don’t mind my brother,” said the woman, “I’m Orlaith and this is my brother Tuile, it’s been some time since we last saw one of your kind, let alone this deep in the forest. Please, there is no need to avert your eyes, though I know our nudity must seem strange to you. This is how we pay homage to our Goddess Fualan and her mother, Dahud-Mun.”

Aurora returned her gaze to the pair, still feeling embarrassment but couldn’t help but stare. Orlaith had beautiful blue eyes, breasts smaller than her own and the human couldn’t help but admire how they hung freely, capped by pink nipples and she was shocked to see that her pouty lower lips were free from hair, between her long lithe legs. Tuile, likewise had blue eyes and a well-defined, muscular, hairless chest and toned abs. Her eyes were locked on his long cock and was just as surprised to see it was hairless as well. This was the first cock she had ever seen and stirred a hot longing in her crotch, remembering her childhood fantasies of becoming an elf wife. She found herself admiring the pair and how they didn’t seem to care about being bare in front of her, she started to doubt the strict teachings of Laghan, the only time she had been nude in front of someone was on bath days with her mother.  She couldn’t help but notice that the pair was fidgeting a bit as they spoke.

Realizing she was staring, Aurora introduced herself, “My name is Aurora and I hail from Kettle the town to the southeast. I was hunting a stag that came this way.”

“We seemed to have scared it off, apologies for the loss of your quarry,” Tuile replied, as he shifted the weight on his bare feet.

“Now that we have been introduced, Tuile and I came to this clearing to attend to a very urgent need,” said Orlaith sensing her brother’s desperation. “Would you care to join us for a pee?”

Aurora eyes nearly bulged out of her head. In Kettle, going to the bathroom was a very private thing, barely even mentioned in polite conversation, let alone to someone you just met. And they were inviting her to join them? She found herself getting aroused at the thought and felt the strange desire to disrobe. She also was reminded that it had been sometime since she last relieved herself, being absorbed in the hunt.

“I’ve never peed in front of another person,” Aurora stammered, “Or seen a man pee.”

“Well now is your chance!” Tuile said with glee, “join us!”

“Do I need to be naked?” Aurora asked.

“If you want,” replied Orlaith, “you must be hot in that wool.”

The elf was right, she had worked up quite a sweat in her woolen tunic and trousers. She had planned to bathe in  a stream before returning home.

Hesitantly she started to disrobe, pulling off her tunic and trousers. She couldn’t help but cover herself.

“Doesn’t that feel better?” coaxed Orlaith.

She was right, she felt oddly free, not to mention more aroused. She worked up the courage and uncovered her large breasts, hoping they wouldn’t notice how hard her nipples was. She felt a bit self-conscious when she revealed her crotch, covered in pubic hair.

“Wow, you humans really do have hair down there!” saidTuile, who was now gazing at the human’s crotch. “It looks so soft.”

Aurora found his gaze felt good and her vagina moistened.

“I don’t think I can hold on any longer,” exclaimed Orlaith, who quickly spread her legs.

Aurora expected the elf woman to squat down but was surprised to see her spread her labia, revealing her pink labia to Aurora and Tuile before a thin stream of urine shot out a few feet before her. Not only had Aurora never seen someone else pee, she didn’t know that women could pee standing up. She was entranced as the elf moved her fingers, guiding her stream this way and that, clearly enjoying her toilet.

“I didn’t know women could pee standing up,” Aurora gasped, “You’re peeing like a man,” remembering seeing her father step away and standing against a tree with his back to her.

“It’s a lot of fun, if we become friends, I can teach you how,” said Orlaith, still busily peeing all over the ground.

“I can’t hold it either,” announced Tuile, who grasped his cock with one hand, pulling back his foreskin, revealing the glistening head of his penis to the two women. Pointing it at the puddle his sister was forming he started to pee, splashing the ground before him.

Aurora wondered what it would be like to hold it as he peed and found herself saying that out loud.

“You can hold it if you want,” Tuile said, stopping his stream.

Aurora felt her clit engorge and was overcome with desire stepped next to him and sheepishly grasped his warm cock. Pointing it at the ground she waited for him to go, feeling his bladder release and the urine flowing down his cock before pouring out onto the puddle before him. She moved his cock from side to side and found herself laughing as she played with his pissing cock.

Orlaith finished up her pee with a few spurts and sat down to watch the two with her knees up, spreading her legs. Glancing over Aurora could see how wet her pussy was as the elf watched her spray her brother’s pee over the ground. Aurora pouted as she felt Tuile’s stream wane and slowly lost power, his arc trailing closer and closer to the pair before she shook the last few drops from his penis.

“Now it’s your turn!” said Orlaith, and she was right, Aurora really had to go.

Emboldened by her companions she squatted down to the ground and spread her legs, exposing her hairy pussy. At first she found she couldn’t go, despite being very desperate.

“I can’t seem to go,” Aurora said.

“You humans always seem to have problems with inhibitions,” said Orlaith. “Would this help? Psss, pss, pss.”

After what felt like ages, Aurora’s bladder finally gave way and she was now pissing in front of the two elves. Her messy hair causing the stream to drip down in tendrils. It felt incredible as she watered the ground before her and she found herself staring at Tuile’s cock which was now growing erect and standing on its own.

“This feels amazing,” she moaned, “I never thought it’d feel so good to pee in front of someone else, or to watch.”

“It sounds like you may become a disciple of Fualan,” Orlaith remarked, her hand now digits deep in her vagina.

Aurora hardly paid attention, concentrating on her own toilet and the growing erection in front of her. Sadly her stream was coming to an end and let it lazily drip out into her thick bush. She stood up and gazed at the three puddles and found herself next to Tuile.

“Can I touch it,” she asked, starting at his turgid penis.

“We can do more if you’d like,” Tuile said.

“I think I’d like that, very much,” Aurora replied, finding a soft spot on the ground to lay down.

Tuile knelt between her legs, bringing his cock to the entrance of her womanhood. Taking his cock he first rubbed it in her wet pubic hair. “It is soft,” he exclaimed and he pressed his head against her vaginal entrance.

She winced as he slowly entered her, taking her virginity, slowly and caringly sliding in and out of her. The pain slowly subsided as pleasure took over. Aurora passionately pulled him closer as he rhythmical pounded her. Orlaith redoubled her efforts, aroused at watching her brother fuck their newfound human friend, and soon came to a crashing orgasm.

When she recovered she chided her brother, “Now make sure you don’t cum inside her, she hasn’t received the blessing of Fualan like we have. We don’t to send our young friend home pregnant.”

These words stirred something in Aurora and she cried out as she had her first orgasm. It didn’t take much longer for Tuile to cum and he pulled out, firing thick ropes of cum across her stomach, the bulk of which stuck to her pubic hair. Aurora lay panting enjoying the sight of his cum painted her body. She inquisitively played with it in her hair, surprised to find out how sticky it was.

“I think we’re going to become great friends,” said Orlaith as she used her bare hand to wipe the cum off Aurora’s body.

“I think so too, I’d like to hear more about this goddess Fualan too,” replied Aurora.

After basking in the afterglow of their orgasms, Aurora reluctantly dressed but the three agreed to meet soon and Aurora would meet with the pair often before she left her village, even being allowed to enter the elven city of Mun-Haile.

Returning to the present, her map updated and meal finished, Aurora put on her clothes and ventured back into the dungeon.

Pissing into towels was how I first got into pee fun. Still use em to great effect now. Didn't want to make a mess so folding a towel and putting it into my pants was an easy solution in my young mind. Love emptying myself into them and feeling it spread. Sticking my cock into a folded or bunched up towel is also a lot of fun.

During the summers Kim volunteered to teach a college prep course offered by the high school she taught at. The course was open to all ages and was free, funded by the county, but mostly high schoolers and people in their early twenties took the course since it was during the day and on weekdays. This summer was no different and she even had a former student and swimmer in her class, Melissa. She had graduated three years prior, Kim estimated that she must be 21 by now and remarked how Melissa has kept her sleek swimmer's body. Melissa was quite tall and her long legs had given her ample advantage in competitions. Melissa would often ask if she could swim in the pool after class which Kim happily obliged as it was a favorite after school activity of her own.

Kim usually swam for about an hour after the class was over, keeping her athletic body taught and in shape in the off season. She also took advantage of the empty school in the game that she and Jack had been playing. In the afternoons where Melissa didn't join her in the pool she would wander around the empty halls with a full bladder, taking full advantage of her solitude, being summer even the custodians weren't in too often. Even before her wet game with Jack she would relish in the chance to go skinny dipping in the pool, having full access to all the facilities and even able to lock the door. She loved the feeling of the warm and very humid pool room air caressing her bare body. Even more she loved the naughty thrill of having her breasts and pussy on display in the very room where she coached dozens of students, which would be filled with spectators during competitions.

That afternoon Melissa went home and Kim finished up some paperwork, ignoring her nagging bladder. When she finished up she closed her classroom and paused at the door, listening for signs of anyone else in the building. It was silent, giving her the all clear. Walking passed the girls room she made her way to the stairwell and went down to the bottom floor, intending to have a squating piss under the stairs, except there was already a puddle and the scent of urine when she got there. 

"How odd," she thought, "I haven't gone here in a few days, this should be dry."

Going to one of her favorite spots she was surprised to find herself that the carpet was dry. Giving a glance down the halls she quickly stepped into the alcove where the two corner classroom doors were set deep in the corner of the building. Peering quickly inside the narrow windows of the classrooms she made sure she was alone and with another peek into the hallways she squatted down pulling up her skirt. Pulling her red panties aside she aimed her vagina at the carpet inches below her. She paused for a moment and felt a sudden naughty urge. Replacing the gusset of her panties back in place she let go. Kim relished in the warm flow of pee now pouring out her lower lips into the fabric of her panties. The now gushing urine spilled out of her underwear and onto the thin carpet below in a great splashing, spattering her sandaled feet. Staring down the teacher watched as her puddle grew beneath her.

What would her fellow teachers think, finding her opening wetting herself in the alcove, possibly in front of their own classroom? With the girls room just a few feet across the hall? Kim delighted in her naughty act, she had been holding this in for the last half of the class. Thinking about Melissa, Kim remembered something she did before she grew bold enough to piss in the hallways. Kim would desperately wait for her students to leave, locking the door and closing the shade swiftly behind them. She'd often return to her seat at her desk in front of the class, hitching up her skirt or pulling down her pants. Scooting forward and leaning back she'd pull her panties to the side, exposing her snatch to the open space beneath. With a quick glance to make sure the room was empty she'd signal to her bladder to let go. At once a messy clear stream spurted from her pussy lips and hit the carpet with a loud splat, accompanying a telltale hiss. She could never get away with doing this in class she thought to herself. Pushing harder she now heard the drum of her stream hitting the metal backing of the desk, now dripping onto the carpet below. 

Once Kim had forgotten to make sure no students had left anything in the room and there was a sudden knock at the door after finding it locked. "Shit," Kim cursed, cutting off her flow, she only just started and was very desperate.

"Mrs. Waters, are you in there? I left my bag," said a muffled feminine voice.

It was Melissa, and it was the day before the weekend. 

"Just a minute!" Kim replied, quickly righting herself and making sure she wasn't going to wet herself as she just had started using the underneath of her desk as a toilet.

Making sure the windows were open, she went to open the door. Kim hoped that she had drunk enough water for her clear pee puddle to not smell too noticably. After what felt like hours Melissa grabbed her bag and went back to the door. 

"Thanks and have a good weekend Mrs W!" Said Melissa ecstagicly, with a quick glance to teacher's desk.

"You too," replied Kim with a wave.

Kim locked the door again and gave the classroom a good look over to make sure there weren't any more interruptions. Aside from the soaked carpet under her desk, nothing was out of the ordinary. Suddenly the teacher had a delicious thought.

Striding into the row of student desks she stopped at the desk favored by Melissa, there were no assigned seats but students usually sat at the same desks, almost as an unspoken rule no one ever sat in the front row. Bending down she removed her panties and skirt and was now bottomless, her pussy a bit wet from her earlier toilet, in the second story classroom. She sat down on Melissa's seat and spread her legs. With a grin she felt the warmth of clear piss spray in a wide from between her labia onto the seat, pooling and splashing between her toned thighs. Sighing joined the loud hissing as the seat started to drain in sheets onto the carpet. 

She suddenly had a devilish grin and stood up, still forcefully urinating, leaned back and aimed her muff with one hand, directing the stream into the surface of the desk with a loud splatter. Her silvery cascade flew in a small arc onto the plastic desk like a waterfall spraying Kim's thighs and splashing the adjacent desks. The thin puddle dropped off in rounding torrents around the desk. Her bladder losing pressure, her stream waned and she stood straight up, letting her pee fall down onto the overflowing seat, splashing her knees. Satisfied with the puddle she turned around and sprayed the last spurts of her bladder at the back of the seat, splattering everywhere. Soon her stream turned into lazy dribbles snaking down her ass to the seat below. Stepping back she admired her work, the soaked dark carpet with a dry outline of the desk inside it.

"It's a good thing it has 3 days to dry," Kim smiled as she tipped the desk over, spilling the contents to the floor in a loud splash. She gave the area and under her desk a quick spray of fabreeze and made sure the windows were cracked as she locked the door behind her exit.

Blushing with arousal at the memory Kim returned her focus on her current micturition. Gazing down she revealed in the large puddle spreading out over the carpet as the soft pattering of her wee was still pouring forth from her sodden panties but with less intensity as her bladder was nearing empty. She cut the flow of her bladder and stood up straight, still holding up her skirt. Standing she forcefully pushed the last bit of her bladder through her panties in long spurts to the carpet below splashing her ankles. When she was finished she dropped her skirt, not bothering to remove her ruined panties and she stepped back to admire her work. There was a large dark stain in the alcove. Satisfied she quickly left the building, drinking more water on the way home to visit with her neighbor Cassandra at the pool. 

When she had arrived home she went straight to Cassandra's pool patio, letting herself in through the front gate. Kim was not surprised to find her blonde neighbor already there, lounging on the pool deck. The teacher also wasn't surprised to see her neighbor completely naked, large breasts glistening with sweat in the sun capped with a pink rosebud and her trimmed pussy on full display between her parted legs. Setting her bag on the table she started to disrobe, hanging her wet panties on the fence, but not before showing off the stain to Cassie.

"Looks like you had some fun, did you wet in the car or before you left," Cassandra asked Kim poured herself a glass of cranberry iced tea, Cassie's specialty, reaching out to top off her neighbor's glass.

Kim recounted her wetting in the alcove as she freed the last of her clothing, relishing in the summer air on her wet fanny and enjoying the sun on her perky breasts, a bit jealous at Cassandra's heavy chest, already shining with sweat. Taking the cool glass she sat down beside her neighbor on another lounge chair. By now Kim's tanlines were almost non-existent after forgoing clothes with Jack, her husband, in the backyard and many afternoons by the pool with Cassie. 

Kim joined Cassie on another raft in the pool. By now she could feel the slight nag of desperation as her bladder had filled up again but she ignored it for now as she more than sipped her iced tea. The two chatted and Kim recounted the discovery of the mystery pee puddles around the school.

"I wonder if it was a student," Cassie asked.

"I think it must be a girl," Kim responded, "The puddles were all out in the open on the floor, a guy wouldn't be able to resist peeing on the wall."

"I wouldn't be too sure of only guys peeing on the walls,, a lot of girls can pee standing too. Actually my niece Melissa would tell me how she would pee on the stall walls of the pool locker room bathroom when she was still in school."

"Wait, Melissa? Melissa Rivers?"

"Yeah, how did you know? My sister's kid," replied Cassie.

"She's in my class! She's one of my swimming girls," said Kim as a light bulb went off in her head. "Everything is coming together now, you know we are only just replacing those stall walls and doors this year. They were rusted through, I would have never guessed it was from someone peeing on them!"

Laughing Cassie explained, "She used to come over and pee on the fence to practice when my ex-husband wasn't home," pointing to a nearly waist high discoloration on the back of the front gate. Kim had never noticed it before, since it was in a narrow passage along the house.

With a flash of embarrassment Kim said, "I… uh, peed all over her desk a few weeks ago," and then recounted about how Melissa interrupted her. "It wasn't out of malice, just irritation at being interrupted! I swear. Oh my god." Kim put a hand to her face in embarrassment.

"She wouldn't mind if she knew, hell she might have even pissed on it before you ever had the idea. Kind of runs in the family," assured Cassandra.

As if to display her point. Cassie opened up her legs and spread her lips with both hands. To Kim's amazement she started to pee in a high arc, clearing the edge of the raft and splashing into the pool water. 

Seeing Cassie pee into her own pool was enough for her bladder and decided to join the woman openly pissing into her own pool. With her legs spread Cassie was treated to the view of Kim's slit slightly parting as she let out a gentle trickle of urine, pooling on the raft between her thighs.

“It's so warm,” moaned Kim, “it's pool around my butt.” 

Kim released the control on her bladder and her twat was now spraying haphazardly between her legs, splattering the raft as it rolled back down to join the rest of her puddle. 

By now Cassie's own toilet was dwindling and her long arc was now slowly retreating until it was loudly splashing on Cassie's own raft. It wasn't before long than both women were now sitting in a pool of their own pale golden urine. As Kim's bladder neared empty her pussy was now half submerged in it's own output was loudly gurgling, joining Cassie's hissing. Each woman was now finishing their piss with a last few spurts. The two laughed at the puddles and couldn't resist dipping in their fingers, playing with the warmth.

Suddenly Kim had a devious idea and paddled closer to Cassie and with one hand splashed some of her urine at Cassie, hitting her in the chest.

“Pee fight!” Kim declared, splashing her neighbor again.

Cassie, a bit shocked, recovered quickly and returned fire with some of her own but she was soon outmatched by Kim's larger reserves. Both were fairly wet when Cassie decided to dump Kim into the pool and Kim responded in kind. Getting out of the pool the two then started chatting about Jack and how Cassie was thinking about returning to the dating pool.

“I envy what you and Jack have, it's just so hard to find someone you trust.”

“I certainly am lucky,” Kim responded. “I'm so glad we can share our naughty peeing with you and I hope you don't feel like a third wheel when we have sex, we can stop if you want.”

“No, it's super hot to watch you two, it's just been a really long time since I had a cock,” sighed Cassie.

“I'll have to talk with Jack about it, but I don't mind sharing his cock with you, if it's peeing but I want to have full control, I want to be there,” said Kim.

“Of course, you make the rules, I wouldn't want to ruin our friendship, let alone your marriage. Plus if you move out I can't have as much fun!”

Suddenly their conversation was interrupted by a loud splattering, the two girls turned towards the origin of the sound and were treated to the sight of a cock protruding through the fence door between the two propertes. It was Jack and he was peeing while inserted through the knot-hole in the door. The two instantly got out of the pool to watch the disembodied dick relieve itself all over Cassie's patio. The two knelt down on either side, and Kim grasped her husband's member and directed it onto her boobs, relishing the hot liquid as it made its way down her body. She then opened her mouth and let the cock fill her mouth before swallowing with a gulp.

Turning to Cassie, Kim put a finger to her lips and then directed the stream at Cassie who quickly pressed her pillowly mounds together to catch the effluence, stifling a moan as it cascaded down her body. Kim slowly directed the stream up her chest and soon the wife was making her husband piss into the open and willing mouth of her friend and neighbor. Cassie savored the musky taste of Jack's piss and swallowed eagerly as fingers made their way into her slick folds. 

Kim returned Jack's dwindling goldenshower to her body and joined Cassie in rubbing her own slit. Jack's piss finished with a few spurts across Kim's breasts and she wrapped her lips around the dripping bellend, licking up the last drips. It didn't take long for Jack to get hard and his cock was engulfed in Kim's mouth. Jack moaned as his cock made it's way deeper and deeper into Kim's throat. Cassie watched on needily as her friend gave her husband a blowjob through the gloryhole.

Kim then spit out Jack's penis, slick with her saliva and motioned Cassie again to be quiet and to come closer, pointing the boner at her. The divorcee didn't need to be told much more as she brought her lips to the glistening purple head, first licking and kissing it before enveloping it between her lips. How long had it been since she last wrapped her mouth around a cock?

Kim was now digits deep in her twat watching her neighbor suck her husband's dick, with him none the wiser. It turned her on more than she thought as she had a crashing orgasm. Jack too was nearing his limits as he announced from the other side that he was going to cum soon. Cassie doubled her efforts and plunged Jack's dick deep into her throat just as he started to ejaculate. She let her neighbor's penis slide out of her lips, relishing in the salty sensation on her tongue. Seeing the panting teacher she opened her mouth, showing it full of cum and kissed her, passing the cum into her mouth. The two swallowed the semen greedily as Jack's cock deflated before them. Regaining their senses Kim once again signalled to Cassie to be quiet as Jack opened the door. 

Jack was a bit embarrassed to see the both of them sitting in a puddle of his urine, both soaked from his goldenshower.

“I didn't expect to give you a goldenshower, Kim, let alone both of you. That gloryhole is fantastic.”

“It's great to look through too,” replied Cassie, “It's even better when it's happening on this side of the fence, I really enjoyed watching the show too,” giving Kim a knowing wink.

“Cass, I think it's time we had some fun too, do you need to go?”

“Why in fact I think I do,” said Cassie as the two ladies grinned at Jack.

“How am I so lucky?” asked Jack.

Kim brought her husband to a towel laid out on the patio and laid him down as the two ladies stepped over him. Kim crouched down facing Jack's mouth while Cassie was squated over his cock. Jack was in estacy as he felt the first droplets hit his chest from Kim's swollen pussy, stream growing in strength as it made it's way up his chest. He shuddered when he felt a strong warm stream strike his cock as Cassie let go of her bladder. Jack felt like he was in heaven having two beauties use him as their toilet. As Kim's stream reached his mouth he opened up, drinking her pee. He was disappointed as Kim cut off her flow and felt that Cassie did the same. The two swapped and Jack was now treated with a view of Cassie's open lips before him. In position the two women resumed their goldenshower. Kim made sure to wet his cock thoroughly, even moving his shaft, directing her stream on his balls, causing Jack to shake with pleasure as Cassie started to pee in his mouth. This was the first time drinking urine other than his wife's. It was different and electrifying and he found himself wanting to bury his tongue into Cassie's cunt and felt guilty. The girls swapped again, squirting the remains of their bladder, covering as much of Jack as they could. As Kim finished she brought her pussy closer to Jack's mouth, which he planted immediately on her lips, running his tongue up and down her lips, savoring in her salty toilet as he flicked her clit. It didn't take much to bring her to a thunderous orgasm. The three took sometime to get Jack up and surveyed the large wet patch on the patio, the towel was not enough to contain two adult bladders. 

With some new drinks the two filled Jack in on at the findings at Kim's school. It was Jack who suggested that Kim should seek out Melissa and try to catch her in the act. A teacher and student pissing all over the school was too good a fantasy to not let play out in real life. More experienced in these matters and knowing her neice, Cassie had a plan. 

It was simple, the next day at school all Kim had to do was encourage her students to drink enough water, maybe prettend the air conditioner was broke, which wasn't a stretch as the school could get abysmally hot. Melissa took the bait of course, not able to resist the feeling of desperation. The two then headed to the pool as they usually did, Kim changed into her one piece bathing-suit quickly.

“I have to do some paperwork in the office before I jump in, I'll join you later,” she said, leaving the college student alone in the locker room.

After waiting a few minutes Kim snuck back into the locker room and was rewarded with the sight of the tall blonde completely naked, spreading her lower lips and peeing into an open locker. 

Kim tried her best to be angry, “Melissa! What do you think you're doing!”

The exclaiming shocked Melissa who now cut off her stream, dribbling a bit on the tile floor.

“I... uh... really had to pee.”

“That's not the toilet. Am I to guess that you're the one also leaving puddles around the empty school?”

“I can explain,” the girl said, red with embarrassment. 

“Well you're not the only one,” said Kim, squatting down in the middle of the locker room. 

In full view of her student she then squat down to the tile floor and exposed her pussy. Soon a hissing filled the room as Kim was now peeing directly on to the locker room floor.

Melissa's mouth was agape. She could hardly believe what was happening. She had been holding it all day and finally got a chance to pee when she was caught by her teacher, who was now busy pissing all over the floor. 

“Oh, this feels so good,” moaned Kim. “Don't mind me, you can continue.” Her eyes were now fixed on the mound between Melissa's legs. “But try not to pee on the metal fixtures, we just replaced the damage you did to the bathrooms.” 

Melissa's desperation was enough to take charge of the situation and the girl spread her vagina and released the hold on her bladder, spraying her pee out before her into the middle of the room, splashing all over the tile. She couldn't believe that she was now having a naughty piss with her teacher in the middle of the high school pool locker room. 

Finishing up her pee Kim let the gusset of her bathing-suit fall back into place, catching the last few drips as Melissa let the last few spurts out onto the floor.

“Looks like we have a lot to talk about now,” Kim grinned as she exited the room.

As much as I keep coming out with new stories and characters I decided to revive an old one and finish some unfinished stories concerning Kim, Jack and their neighbor, Cassandra, as well as introduce a new character and a much beloved setting of mine, school pissing!

Story contains wetting (M/F), naughty peeing (M/F), goldenshowers (M/F), piss drinking (M/F) masturbation (F), sex (M/F) and a gloryhole (M/F)

---

One hot, early Friday afternoon, Kim was home free for Summer vacation when she got a knock on her door from her neighbor Cassandra. Both women had a secret, they knew what the other was up to behind their shared fence and closed doors, but neither knew that the other knew. Cassie had spied her neighbors the weekend before through a knot hole in the fence, both lacking clothing, pissing themselves silly in their chairs on the patio. Likewise Kim had noticed on multiple occasions from an upstairs window that Cassie would pee right through her bikini bottoms when she lounged by the pool, often when she wasn't even wet from swimming! The one chance she saw her sunbathing naked on a lounge chair and happened to catch a growing puddle creep out from underneath it! Cassie hadn't bothered to move to relieve herself. Both women wanted to broach the subject but neither knew how, they weren't that close yet so Cassie took it on herself to invite her neighbor over for an afternoon swim to get to know each other better, which Kim eagerly accepted. 

Cassie had made sure to prepare some drinks before hand, all the bladder filling favorites, some ice coffee, cranberry juice, soda and of course some fruity cocktails and sweet alcoholic bottle beverages, as well as plenty of ice cold water. Kim eagerly downed her share of iced coffee and a few cocktails, while filling up on water at the behest of Cassie, who was doing her part in staying hydrated. It didn't take long for Kim to start fidgeting in her seat as the two girls chatted about their jobs. You'd almost think that Kim had intentionally burdened her bladder before she came over after she changed into her favorite crotch hugging white bikini. Not sure how to approach the topic that was at the top of each girls' mind, Kim decided to play it safe and asked where Cassie's closest bathroom was. 

Trying not to show her disappointment Cassie, who herself was now getting desperate but managed to remain cool, directed Kim into her house through the kitchen. 

“It'll be the first door on the left, passed the kitchen,” Cassie directed, now smiling as Kim pulled open the sliding screen door. 

“Great, thanks, these drinks went through me quicker than usual. Wait, hey Cass, you said the first door on the left,” questioned Kim who put all emphasis on the word “left.” Cassie could hear the desperation waver in Kim's voice. Kim was nervously looking about in the hallway, making sure she was at the right spot.

“Yeah, the door on the left, that's the downstairs bathroom,” Cassie's grin was now ear to ear as she stepped into the house, quietly following Kim.

“O-ok, if you say so,” Kim replied, with the confirmation she had to be at the bathroom. 

Cassie was now in the hallway and greeted by an open door and her neighbor with her bikini bottoms around one ankle, squatting with her bare pussy on display pissing right on the carpet of Cassie's  hallway closet! Kim had taken the bait.

Seeing Cassie, despite her double confirmation, still caused Kim to panic. 

“You said the door on the left! I was so desp-”

Cassie cut her off, assuring Kim that her actions were the right ones, with one smooth action as she herself squatted over the hallway carpet, spreading her legs. Kim's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets as she watched a dark patch form on Cassie's clothed crotch as her desperate bladder struggled to contain itself with in her light blue bikini bottoms. It didn't take long for the creeping wet patch to climb to the height of her crotch before cascading down to the carpeted floor in a thick clear stream. The sound of their twin streams soaking the carpet filling the hallway as their pee poured from between their legs.   

Meeting Kim's eyes, Cassie grinned and said, “I had cleared out that closet just in case you would be prudish enough not to pee in the pool or outside with me. You and Jack have been very naughty lately, hope you don't mind me saying that I've been watching.”

“I knew it! But you surprised me with this. I've been watching you too, I wasn't sure if you'd be this open about it. It's so strange to pee on someone else's carpet let alone in front of someone other than my husband and that person is the carpet's owner!”

“And that carpet's owner says it's better than any toilet,” grinned Cassandra. 

Her stream waned now and she finished off with a couple forceful spurts, splashing out towards Cassie who's stream was now lazily snaking down her butt. Kim pulled her bottoms back on as she and Cassie stood up, proudly admiring the mess they made on the carpet, two large dark wet patches one in the closet and the other in the middle of the hallway. Cassie tested each of them with a wet tap of her bare foot, each puddle was still warm with the ladies' body heat. 

“Now, lets get back to the pool,” Cassie announced, leaving the puddles to cool inside. 

Sitting at the edge of the pool, legs draped in the water, the two ladies were now very relaxed, each with a refreshed beverage or two. Kim explained how she and Jack had started doing it as a game, peeing in the sink, glasses and large bowls before losing their inhibitions and relieving themselves in their clothes and on the carpet inside the house. Likewise Cassie shared her liberal upbringing, being able to pee where ever she and her sister wanted and her recent divorce. The girls soon found themselves as instant friends and were soon chatting like they had known each other for years.

Mid-conversation Kim found herself lying back, pulling her swimsuit to the side, spreading open her snatch as if she was casually playing with her hair. Cassie leaned forward to get a better look at the small high arc erupt from Kim's smooth pink inner lips, falling noisily into the pool water as Kim's volume increased, throwing the arc out longer and higher as she relieved herself into the pool.

“Who said you could pee in the pool!?” Cassie grinned in mock anger.

Kim almost thought the woman was serious but was soon reassured by the telltale hissing now emanating from the blonde woman's crotch. Soon the hissing became the sounds of a lovely waterfall as Cassie started to wet her swimsuit. The pink gusset of the bikini bottoms hugging her gushing pussy was growing darker as it failed to contain her effluence, pouring through the poor fabric in a gorgeous cascade. The two sighed together as they relieved themelves into the pool water, noticing how the water was becoming warmer around their legs. 

Soon the splashing slowed as the women's bladders reached empty, after a few moments to collect herself, Cassie spoke up, “So are we inviting Jack?”

Kim instantly smiled, “I don't know how I feel about him seeing you naked up close and peeing everywhere but it sounds too fun to pass up. Besides it's not like he hasn't seen you naked before.”

Kim could see Cassie was a bit shocked by the last statement.

“We've seen you out here in the nude plenty of times, that's our bedroom window,” Kim said, pointing to the second story window facing the fenced in backyard.

“You voyeurs,” Cassie replied, “If I had known I would have given you a bit more of a show. How about we play the same trick I played on you when you first needed to go to the bathroom?”

“I like how you think,” Kim said as she texted her husband to come over in his swimsuit after work. “He should be here in about an hour, and I told him to make sure to not use the restroom before going home.”

“Well then, we better catch up,” Cassandra said, handing Kim another drink as they moved back into the kitchen.

By the time the girls heard Jack's truck pull into the driveway they were already starting to feel their bladders. It felt like ages until Jack was knocking at the front door. Cassie had quickly cleaned up the puddle in the hallway so that Jack wouldn't suspect anything and the carpet was only slightly damp. Wearing only his swim trunks he carried in a towel and a six-pack of beer, cracking one open to join the ladies at the table, who were just now draining their glasses. A third was also empty on the table.

Not too far into the conversation, Jack asked, “Where is your bathroom? I haven't gone since lunch.”

Kim tried to conceal a grin as Cassie replied, “Oh it's right here,” and handed him her empty glass. 

Jack, confused, glanced to Kim, who acted like the statement was just the same as if she directed him to the actual toilet. Jack's thoughts raced as he squeezed his legs together in a wave of desperation. He had an idea that his wife was up to something but he didn't expect this. He barely knew Cassie and here she was telling him to pee in on of her glasses. Did she also want to watch him do it? He had never peed in front of anyone but Kim, let alone another beautiful woman with his wife right there. Another pang of desperation came over him and he made up his mind to just do it.

“I guess it's better than wetting myself on your kitchen floor,” Jack said, standing up and positioning himself in front of the glass at the edge of the table. 

Both women were now grinning ear to ear watching as Jack pulled down the waistline of his swim shorts and pulling out just his shaft with one hand and aiming it at the open receptacle before him. It took several attempts for him to be able to loose the hold on his bladder before desperation took over. Cassie and Kim's eyes were wide as she watched the stream of urine erupt from Jack's urethra as it hit the side of the glass and rolled along the bottom as the glass started to fill with his warm, pale yellow liquid.

Jack found that he was enjoying Cassie's admiration as he was busy filling the glass she was just drinking from with his piss. He found he liked the extra attention of doing something so naughty in the woman's own home. Finding the glass was nearly full he shut off the flow of his bladder and still had plenty left but his desperation was subsided.

For the other two, however, their desperation couldn't be ignored any longer. “Now, doesn't that feel better, having used the toilet?” Cassie mocked. “Now if you'll excuse me I have to go too.”
Jack wasn't prepared for what Cassie did next. The buxom blonde stood up and grabbed the other empty glass, placing it on the kitchen flood before squatting over it and pulling her bikini bottoms up to her knees, exposing her parted pussy lips to Jack. It didn't take long for droplets to fall on to the floor between her legs as her pussy started to gush into the glass below. A loud hissing filled the room as Cassie pissed forcefully into the glass.

“Mind if I joined you?” Kim asked. 

“Please do,” replied Cassie, “You know where the toilet is.”

Sliding forward in her seat, Kim pulled her empty glass down in front of her crotch at an angle as she pulled her bathingsuit crotch to the side and spread open her pink lower lips. From her urethra shot a laser beam of clear urine as she catch it in the glass. The hissing and splashing of both women relieving themelves into drinking glasses filled the room as Jack's attention was fought between his wife and his busty neighbor. He watched as each was filling their glass with relish, both now nearing the rim. Jack gasped as Cassie didn't bother to cut off her flow as the glass was now overflowing in rivulets onto the kitchen floor forming a puddle around her feet.

“That's the problem with glasses, sometimes they're too small,” Cassie giggled as she now moved her hips and was now urinating all over the kitchen floor.

Likewise a loud splashing could be heard from Kim now abandoned her full glass and was pissing all over the floor as well. Jack was reminded of his half full bladder and since he still had his cock out, he stepped back and pointed it at the floor between the two women and started to pee hands-free onto Cassie's kitchen tile. Jack grinned as he wondered what would anyone think, if they were to see them now. Three grown adults happily pissing all over the floor while 3 glasses full of urine were clearly visible.

Soon their streams started to wane as the three puddles conjoined together and they each spent the rest of their bladder in spurts, laughing as it made waves in the cooling liquid. Giving his penis a shake over their collective toilet Jack stowed it away as each of the ladies neglected to wipe as they righted their bottoms. 

“That was certainly my kind of urinal,” Jack exclaimed and then gave his wife a kiss. “No wonder you didn't want me to go to the bathroom before coming home. I was nearly gonna piss on the floorboards of the truck on the way back.”

“Well, I'm glad you didn't,” said Kim, returning his kiss.

“You'll find my toilets to be interesting, or rather, uninteresting as the toilets aren't for peeing! Now how about you two go out to the pool, I'll clean this up and bring out another round of drinks,” Cassie said as she shooed the couple out to the patio. She couldn't help but notice the tent growing in Jack's pants.

Throwing a towel on the large puddle, she collected the glasses and couldn't help but feel a familiar twinge in her loins as she felt the warmth of Jack and Kim's glasses. Making sure the couple was out of sight she brought Kim's glass to her nose, savoring the odor of her urine before taking a sip or two. She did the same with Jack's relishing in how different the two tasted to her own, especially Jack's. She wasn't surprised to find a new dampness in her bathing-suit as she found herself quite turned on.

Cassie joined the couple in the pool and passed around the drinks as she and Kim explained the events of earlier that afternoon. Cassie also went into her upbringing and shared her games with the maid. Cassie also divulged that she had frequently spied on her neighbors having sex in the backyard and even admitted to masturbating to the sight, a little more than fair game for the couple spying on her nude sessions in the backyard. She even offered to share the maid's cleaning services on the condition that the couple invites her over regularly and that the toilet is off limits, the reverse offer was extended to the couple as well. It didn't take any discussion for the couple to agree.

“Does that mean we can pee in the pool?” Jack jested.

“Of course, but it's a bit boring if you can't see what's happening,” Cassie said as she swam to the shallow end. “The best part about peeing in the pool is feeling it warm up! Do you have to pee?”

“Of course, I wouldn't have brought it up if I didn't,” Jack smiled, turning to Kim.

“If you didn't ask, I would have but I already knew the answer,” she said as they joined Cassie who was pulling down her bikini bottoms to her knees under the water.

“It's more fun this way,” she said, “Come closer.”

The trio were now in a close circle, hip to hip, with their lower garments down around their knees, waist deep in the clear, cool pool water. “Now everyone ready? On three, one, two, three.” All three pair of eyes were focused on the water between them as faint yellow clouds started to issue from their genitals. The two ladies had their hips thrust forward as their pee mixed with the pool water. Jack's naked cock bobbed in the water as he spurt a more directed stream between them and the yellow cloud now engulfed the trio. 

“Mmmm, it's so warm,” Cassie moaned as Kim bit her lip. Kim was getting quite aroused as well.

“I can make it warmer,” said Jack as he grasped his cock and was now pointing it at Cassie's quim.

Cassie gasped at the new cascade of warmth as Jack's piss stream diffused and hit her flesh. Not wanting to neglect his wife, or be accused of cheating, Jack moved his pissing cock and aimed it towards his wife, spraying his urine cloud all over her underwater snatch. The three pouted as the water started to get a bit cooler as their bladders emptied.

“God that was so hot,” Cassie finally said, “seems you liked it too,” pointing to Jack's now erect cock, head bobbing just above the water. The sight made her very aware of her throbbing pussy. Kim too was busy biting her lip at the sight of her husband's boner.

Seeing how far she could push the couple she shyly asked, “Is it alright if I,” trailing off, “I mean you two can too, that thing is begging for attention, besides I've already seen it.” Idly her hand made it's way to her crotch. 

“That was way too arousing not to,” said Kim, grabbing her husband's member.

“We'd be more comfortable on the lounge chairs,” she continued, slipping her bikini bottoms fully off.

Soon there were three wet swimsuits discarded in a pile on the patio and the three were fully nude. Kim led her husband to the chair and lied down, spreading her legs. Jack came in between her legs and teased her engorge lips with the tip of his cock as Cassandra watched from the adjacent chair. Her fingers exploring her folds as the other hand massaged her large breasts. Unable to resist any further Jack slowly entered his wife's slick hole, meeting little resistance as Cassie's fingers found their way into her vagina. Kim moaned as Jack rhythmically pound her pussy, having Cassie watch while frigging herself was devilishly arousing and she found herself quickly having an orgasm, her walls contracting around Jack's hard cock. Likewise Cassie, now attending her clit had her first orgasm, letting out some of the last remnants of her bladder splashing her hand and the lounge chair. Jack wasn't able to last much longer as he picked up his pace. At his limit Jack wanted to put on a show for Cassie and pulled his cock out of his wife's sopping wet pussy, slick with her juices. With a few pumps of his hand Jack's dick shot long rope after rope of cum splattering over Kim's wet breasts, which sent Kim over the edge with a crashing second orgasm. This was enough for Cassie to have her second orgasm too and the trio lay panting in the afterglow.

“I can't believe we just did that,” said Jack, recovering. “That was so hot having you watch Cassie.”

“And I certainly enjoyed the show,” winked Cassie, “now how about dinner and a movie? I'll lend you two some clothes.”

“Sure but not after I clean up,” said Kim, proudly showing off her husband's spunk clinging to her erect breasts and then jumping into the pool. Jack soon followed with a cannon ball.

“Great, now there's cum AND piss in my pool,” laughed Cassie.

The three hung their suits on the fence, dried off and made their way inside. Cassie lent Kim a night shirt and a pair of soft shorts and gave Jack a pair of her ex-husbands clothes while donning just a nightgown and a pair of panties. After a quick dinner and several beverages the three made their way into the living room to watch a movie. Cassie cozied up in a chair while the couple snuggled on the couch, Jack being the big spoon.

Halfway through the movie the trio was enthralled with the film and Cassie announced she needed to pee, “Oh it's just getting good, I don't want to get up.” Cassie fidgeted in the cushy seat, digging one hand into her crotch. “I'm just gonna go here.”

Removing her hand she parted her legs and pulled her nightgown out of the way. The couple now had their eyes on Cassie's crotch, watching as Cassie's twat started to fill the white fabric with her warm urine. The fabric grew darker as the liquid leaked through into the cushion below, filling the room with a heavenly burbling as the grown woman wet herself. The cushion was struggling to soak up her toilet, spreading out between her legs. 

“Ahhh, that's much better,” sighed Cassie, “You can go too, it wouldn't be the first time that couch has soaked up some pee, don't worry about the clothes either, I can wash them.” 

“Good, I was wondering how I was going to move Kim,” Jack said with a sigh.

Jack's crotch was nestled against Kim's athletically toned ass as he held his wife. It didn't take much for his urethra to open up and soon his bladder was pouring into the shorts he borrowed, failing to absorb the torrent and soaking through to the back of Kim's bottoms. 
“Jack, you're peeing on me,” Kim exclaimed in mocked distress. To the contrary Jack now found his wife's bum pressing into Jack's pissing cock. His urine cascading down their legs into the couch cushion below, forming a spreading wet patch as he wet himself. 

It didn't take Kim long to add to the wetness as a telltale hissing sound could be heard as Jack felt a new warmth wash over his cock and balls as his wife peed herself in his arms. The wet patch on the couch started to double in size as their bladders emptied, finding the puddle creeping up and down their bodies. The scent of the group's toilet now filled the room as their pee was being hungrily absorbed by the furniture. When the movie was finished the three got up and surveyed the damage. There was a large wet patch across the 3 cushions on the couch and Cassie's chair had a neat imprint of her bum.

With the movie finished the couple decided to make their leave and they all stripped off their ruined clothing into the washing machine. 

“Thanks for coming over, this was a lot of fun,” Cassie said.

“It was fun to share our game with someone else,” Jack replied.

Cassie laughed, “Same, here, it's been so long since I last saw a pissing cock. Not that I don't mind seeing you pee too, Kim.”

Kim blushed, “We'll have to have you over sometime, did I mention our bathroom has a urinal?”

“Oh, now that's a toilet I'd like to use,” replied the blonde and the three laughed. “My home and my pool is open to you two any time, come by often!”

With that Kim and Jack each gave Cassandra a naked hug before grabbing their drying swimsuits and towels and walking out the shared gate.

On the way back Jack said, “This feels like some sort of walk of shame, walking back in the nude, but much hotter.”

“I'm going to fuck your brains out when we get inside,” replied Kim.