Vassal

Jack awoke late that morning, alone, head pounding to match the rain drumming on the window. Hungover, Jack slowly got out of bed, swinging his legs over onto the floor. He instantly recoiled at the cold sogginess beneath his feet. Quickly stepping to dry carpet he tried to remember if he had used the floor as a toilet the night before but his last memories of the night were hazy. On his way out the door he grew puzzled by the damp stain on the wall and carpet, following his nocturnal piss trail out the door into the hallway. It didn't take long for Jack to put the pieces together. He was no stranger to peeing while sleep walking, especially when drunk. In college his roommate told Jack that he had gotten up in the middle of the night, and made his way over to their dorm room door and peed all over the door and floor. His roommate tried in vain to wake him up but nothing worked. Jack had laughed as his roommate told him that when Jack finished his piss he grabbed his roommate's towel from the rack and threw it on the puddle! Jack also remembered one hazy night when he went to the bathroom to pee but for some reason recalled going too far to actually be in the bathroom when he peed. That morning as he went to class he remembered seeing the cleaning lady with a mop and bucket in the elevator. He was also caught once by a friend peeing in one of the sinks in the bathroom (all true stories btw). These stories suddenly fresh in his mind reminded Jack of his need for a morning piss. Looking at his puddle on the hallway floor he thought about how easy it would be to just pull out his penis and release his bladder onto the carpet, he could probably get away with the naughty pee by blaming it on his unconscious activities the night before. Clutching his cock he decided to see what Kim was up to and where she had done her morning piss.

Kim was in the kitchen preparing breakfast, brewing up a big pot of coffee in the process. Having drank less than her husband she had cleaned up her makeshift toilets from the night before. Dumping the pale yellow contents from trash can and salad bowl down the kitchen sink, causing a delightful pissy aroma to mix with the brewing coffee. Pouring out her own urine didn't help her current situation. She was holding her morning piss in until her husband woke up. Cursing his tardiness she sucked in through her teeth as she bounced from foot to foot, pressing her hand in her crotch through her apron, the only article of clothing she was wearing, she liked to be naughty like this for Jack when she made breakfast. Luckily her pee dance did the trick and the wave of desperation passed and she started to make the rest of their breakfast, hoping Jack would be down soon. As the pressure in her bladder peaked again she looked around frantically for something to pee in, thinking of all the possibilities, a coffee mug was readily available and she had just emptied the dishwasher.

Jack entered the room, grinning at Kim's bare behind, saying, “Morning babe, guess I have some explaining to do, huh? I thought I was done with sleep peeing in college, I'll clean it up after breakfa...”

“Finally!” Kim interrupted, “You don't have to apologize for anything,” turning toward Jack, putting her scant clad body on display, one breast nearly free, proudly displaying its nipple from behind apron. “In fact your sleep pee has upped the ante,” she said as she pulled up the bottom of the apron up to her mid-drift, exposing her uncovered mound. She was finally able to give her bladder what it wanted and her morning piss erupted from between her labia, first drenching her thighs before splashing loudly onto the tile and all over her feet. “I think the inside of the house is our toilet now too, not just the outside and containers!” she declared as her hissing filled the room and a large yellow puddle formed at her foot.

His wife's naughty declaration and piss were enough for Jack as he pulled his semi-erect cock from his boxers. In an instant a long dark yellow arc issued from Jack's penis, splattering on the white tile. Stepping forward he angled his cock up slightly to aim his stream into his wife's puddle. “I almost added to my puddle upstairs hoping you wouldn't notice, I'm glad I waited,” said Jack, reveling in the couple's shared naughty piss.

“Oh I'd notice,” replied Kim. “I saw you do it last night! I had woken up needing to pee but the salad bowl was all the way downstairs so I just peed in the trash can and then you woke up! I was so aroused with what you were doing I decided to leave you a present by your bedside.” Kim giggled as she started to finish up her pee, she could still feel it pouring down her legs as she noticed a new aching need from her pussy.

“So that was your pee I was stepping in,” Jack said, “You could have easily just let me take the blame for it,” as he stepped closer to Kim, stepping into their puddle, still peeing noisily onto the floor.

“But where is the fun in that,” said Kim, grabbing her husband's pissing penis, directing it all over the tile. Kim frowned as Jack's stream diminished, directing his last spurts at dry tile, before placing his semi-hard dick in her mouth. She loved the feeling of Jack's cock harden in her mouth and she also found a new delight in the strong salty taste from Jack's pee still dribbling out of his urethra. Her hand didn't take long to find her sopping wet clit, rubbing herself furiously. Jack moaned as she bobbled her head up and down on his erection, pausing every now and then to lustily lick his balls while jacking him off with her free hand. After a few short minutes Kim could feel Jack's penis pulse, clamping down hard on his dick with her lip causing Jack to fire his seed down Kim's throat. This was all Kim needed as her knees buckled and collapsed into their puddle in a crushing orgasm. The couple was then interrupted by the coffee maker announcing its completion. Panting Jack said, “I'll pour us some coffee.”

Grabbing a cup from Jack, Kim stood up and gazed upon their morning's toilet. Watching their hot yellow puddle flow across the tile, she noticed it starting to snake in a river towards a drain in the floor under their glass kitchen table! “Jack! I forgot about these,” Kim said, pointing to the drain. Kim remembered there were several situated about the house, at the time they thought it was strange but now she thought about how convenient it was and wondered if the house's previous owner, or at least builder, shared their inclinations. Wiping herself off with the kitchen towel she went back to making breakfast while Jack set the table.

While eating breakfast Jack recounted his dream last night. Not the type to get jealous at a dream Kim relished the story, thinking of all the places they could now pee in their own home. “I think I even remember my parents saying something about possible Roman ancestry,” Jack said.

Kim replied, “Well if Urinaelia was your family's patron goddess, it must be true! Maybe she made it over to America and is watching over us now!”

“Well we certainly are putting her sacred practices to used,” said Jack.

“But you can't fuck her,” added Kim with a laugh.

Still sitting at the table the couple discussed their plans for the day. Kim had to pick up some supplies for school tomorrow and would be out and about. While she discussed what she needed to buy she smiled at Jack and pointed through the table at her crotch as she spread her legs with the apron still draped at her crotch, hiding her pussy from view. With wide eyes Jack watched as her white apron darkened and heard his wife's now familiar hiss and she spurt into her chair. Soon the dark patch spread larger exposing a faint outline of Kim's beautiful lips. It didn't take long for her hot pee to pool up between her legs and around her ass, soon the urine was flowing out from under the apron and cascading from the edge of the chair to the floor below in a torrent. It didn't take long before Jack sighed and peed right into his boxers, lips curling as he felt his hot pee soak his balls and start to pool around his crotch, soaking his ass and thighs in the process. Kim watched as his boxers darkened and his stream occasionally jumped out and poured down the outside of his underwear. Jack's pee soon joined his wife's on the floor as his chair overflowed. When they both finished, Jack had decided they should stock up on some cleaning supplies if they were going to continue with their naughty pees. He felt they should splurge a little and pick up a carpet cleaner and of course they'd need plenty of Fabreeze if they were to have any guests over.

Agreeing they both needed another cup of coffee they got up from their seats, tipping the contents of their chairs onto the floor before going about their days.

Thanks guys!

Note: this story is filled with latin terms for objects of the Roman household, I tried to explain as much as I could within the context of the story so if anyone has any confusion about the terms just ask.

Late that night Kim was woken up by a hard burning in her bladder. Trying to ignore it she turned over in their bed, trying not to wake Jack, lying on her back to not put too much pressure on her abdomen. Closing her eyes she tried to go back to sleep when a sudden wave of desperation washed over her. Not wanting to ruin the mattress she slipped out of bed and tried to think of where she put the salad bowl she and her husband had shared as a toilet earlier that evening. Silently cursing again she realized it was still in the living room still filled with her now cold piss. Quickly glancing around the dark bedroom for something to relieve her bladder in she spied the trash can next to their dresser. Jamming her hand into her crotch she made her way to the receptacle, only she was stopped halfway by an uncontrollable spurt into her hand causing her pee to shower down onto the carpet in a muted patter. “Fuck!” she thought as she managed to get her urethra under control. In one swift motion she lifted up her night shirt and made a bound for the trash can, spreading her legs on either side she lost control just at the right moment as her pussy hovered above the bin, now cascading noisily over its contents.

As she sighed blissfully she heard her husband stirring and getting out of bed. She watched as he made his way over to the wall adjacent to the hallway. Wondering what he was doing she cut off her stream and watched his shadowy form intently. Her eyes widen as she saw him drop his boxers to his ankles and started to hear a loud splashing. Jack was peeing on the wall! Kim called out to him asking what he was doing, she realized he was sleep walking! Up until now the couple had kept their toilet activities to the outdoors and receptacles when inside the house. Kim's jaw dropped as she felt her nipples harden and blood rush to her loins. The thought hadn't occurred to her that they could just pee anywhere they'd like in their own home. As she crept closer to Jack she saw his stream of urine staining the wall, looking down past Jack's pissing cock, she saw the spreading darkness on the carpet before him, nearly reaching his feet. Then without warning Jack turned, still peeing, and moved away from her leaving a broken trail of pee as he shuffled towards the open hallway door with his boxers still around his ankles. Following him she watched as he grasped his penis and guided his stream out their bedroom door and into the hallway. Arcing his piss this way and that as if he was chasing something, leaving zig-zag patterns in the hallway carpet before finally stopping and emptying his bladder in a final splattering puddle. Pulling up his boxers he went back to bed, feet squelching in his pee trail as he passed over it before covering himself with their sheet with a smile on his face.

Aroused by the brazen act of her husband Kim's half full bladder urged her on. Not wanting to be out done by a sleep walker and determined to make her husband's nocturnal actions known to him in the morning she crept over to his side of the bed and squat down over the carpet. Her prodding bladder released its hold and flowed out between her pussy lips, streaming onto the carpet below, soaking up the warm piss thirstily, splashing her feet and snaking down her butt. Kim watched in delight as the carpet absorbed her pee, the wet patch growing larger and larger, giggling at the thought of Jack waking up the next morning and stepping in it before he would likely pee somewhere else in the house. Grasping one of her ample breasts with one hand and rubbing her hard clit with the other Kim tried to imagine where she and her husband would have their morning piss. Finishing up her current pee she rubbed herself into a muffled orgasm as she spurt the last of her pee onto the soaked carpet. Climbing into bed she looked over at her sleeping husband and couldn't miss his hard cock poking through the sheets. Wondering what he might be dreaming she drifted off to sleep.

Jack later recollected to Kim a strange dream he had that night. He dreamed he was a Roman citizen living in a large villa. He was attending to the family Lares, Urinaelia, filling up her ceremonial wide mouthed amphora with his family's special light yellow wine, when he notice he was quit desperate. Grabbing his penis he knew he wasn't going to make it to the fuller's piss pot down the street and the baths were even further. Not knowing what to do he glanced around the Lares shrine located in the enclosed garden like peristylum, looking for something to help his need when he was interrupted by a voice calling out to him, “Pee here!” a female voice said. He turned around, not seeing anyone in the airy room, another wave of desperation electrified his body, and he squeezed his penis harder, dancing from foot to foot.

"Who's there?” he called out, walking out into the room.

“I said pee here!” giggled the voice as its owner jumped out from behind a pillar, behind him once again. Jack spun around to see a petite young woman stepped out before him, hands on her hips and completely nude. The woman thrust her large breasts forwards towards Jack, a huge smile on her girlish face instructed Jack to pee, once more, pointing at the Lares statue at the shrine. Jack immediately recognized her as Urinaelia! His family's personal goddess! “Its ok, you can pee on me!” the child of Cloacina said, motioning to the statue. Feeling the pressure well up in the tip of his penis Jack rushed over to the shrine, trying not to stain his tunic in the process. Pulling up his tunic just in time Jack let loose a spurt of pee over the floor of the shrine before he could grab his cock and direct his warm stream towards the statue of the waiting goddess. It wasn't until now that Jack noticed how suggestive the statue really was. The statue captured Urinaelia, naked, curly locks draped on her bare shoulders, hips thrust forward, picking up the wide mouthed amphora, tipped slightly forward, in a high squat. Jack now recognized it as Urinaelia holding the amphora to pee in to! This revelation washed over Jack as he relieved himself all over the statue covering her face and tits with piss, splashing all over the shrine. Jack's body shook with arousal and realized that the statue of Urinaelia was actually looking for someone to pee into the amphora with her! Ready to obliged his family's goddess he stepped closer to the statue, dropping his penis right into the mouth of the amphora, peeing deep inside, it didn't take long for it to overflow passed his dick, spilling onto the floor in a large puddle, causing the real goddess to gasp with glee.

In response to Jack using her statue as a toilet Urinaelia returned her hands to her hips and forcefully shot a stream of pee right onto the floor of the peristylum sighing loudly. Jack took this as a form of approval from the goddess as his stream abated, finishing his pee in a last few weak spurts onto the statue's face. Turning back towards Urinaelia he saw that she was gone! Leaving only a puddle behind, he thought this was strange as he still heard her stream still splashing somewhere. Listening for the sound he heard her call out, “Come pee on me!” Jack started to chase after the pattering sound when he felt a tingling in his bladder. Impossible he thought, he just spent his pee all over the shrine! The goddess must want a game of him, he thought as he made his way through the villa.

Stepping into the atrium Jack saw Urinaelia, hands on her breasts peeing noisily into the shallow pool in the center. “I want you to pee on me!” She said, “But first I want you to pee on the wall with me,” pointing to the wall painting of Venus. Grasping him by the hand she pulled him over to the wall. Taking off his tunic, Jack grasped his member as the goddess moved her hands down to her bare pussy, spreading her lips as she shot a blast of hot piss all over Venus's crotch. This was more than enough to signal to Jack's bladder to let go as he aimed a jet of urine all over the haughty goddess of beauty's face. The pair squirted their pee all over every inch of the image of the goddess, Jack imaging soaking Venus's expensive dress, drenching her tits before moving his cock down to her pussy giving it extra attention with his goldenshower before finishing up on her face. Urinaelia too was squealing in delight as she peed on the wall, watching the urine stream down the wall darkening the stucco paint as it flowed onto the floor, relishing in the stray streams winding down her legs joining the puddle of their piss at her wet feet.

Finishing up her pee Urinaelia reached over to Jack's semi-errect cock, giving it a few shakes over the puddle. “Now you can pee on me! But first you have to catch me!” giving Jack's penis a kiss. Jack's bladder instantly filled up again, Jack could feel it was beyond any normal capacity as he struggled not to pee on the goddess right there. Giggling the goddess bounded away leaving wet foot prints as Jack tried to gain control. As he crossed his legs Jack could hear a tinkling every so often as Urinaelia made her way through the house. Clutching his spurting dick Jack raced after her the best he could splashing through her hot puddles. He finally found her in the triclinium, lying on a lectus, legs spread pissing lustfully onto the couch, pee flowing onto the tile below. So as to not let her escape Jack bound up onto the couch, straddling her chest with his semi-hard penis nestled onto her bountiful bust. He almost instantly started to pee onto the laughing goddess. His piss soaking her tits as he arched his back in relief. Urinaelia took his dick in her hand, directing his stream, washing over her breasts, aiming it at her puffy nipples.

Jack took Urinaelia's breasts in her hands massaging them as his glistening pee flowed over them. The goddess took Jack's dick and placed it in her cleavage and took Jack's in her hands, squeezing his dick between her pillowy boobs, relishing in the warm urine pooling up between them before squirting up into her chin. Finally getting what she wanted she moved her head down positioning her mouth to catch Jack's piss, swallow it mouthfuls at a time, with one hand stuffed in her pussy. After what felt like ages, and gallons, Urinaelia swallowed the last of Jack's piss as she released her control of his bladder. Stepping off of the lectus Jack finished what was last of his pee by splashing the last few spurts directly on her pussy.

Urinaelia slid off the lectus and resting her breasts on the piss soaked cushions motioned Jack to her pussy as she spread her legs with her ass in the air. With an open mouth Jack didn't have to wait long for the goddess's lusciously soaked folds to open and pour forth Urinaelia's hot nectar. Gulping down as much of her euphoric urine as he can her piss flowed freely down his chest and onto his rock hard erection. Unable to control himself Jack stopped drinking her delicious pee and grabbed hold of Cloacinae's wet hips before plunging his cock into her sopping wet love hole. The goddess cried out in glee as Jack pounded her pussy from behind. It didn't take long for Jack nor Urinaelia to cum, Jack slumped on-top of her exhausted ,still spurting sperm deep inside her vagina. Using her magic once more Urinaelia filled up Jack's bladder signaling him to pee again, this time filling up her pussy from the inside like her ceremonial amphora. Finally he slipped out with a waterfall of his piss and Urinaelia responded by peeing onto his wet cock, washing the mixture of his fluids away, all over the floor beneath them.

Satisfied with her devotee she snapped her fingers and cleaned up the villa. Returning to the peristylum she was about to return to her mother Cloacina when she spied Jack's tunic in the corner. Smiling her devilish grin she gathered up the tunic, squat low over it and soaked it with a deluge of her urine. Leaving Jack one last present of their lustful toilet.

Once I get my own space I'm totally going to be on the look out for chamber pots and bed pans. Different types of portable toilets definitely interest me.

I'm surprised they don't pee on the mop...

Exactly! We're practically giving them free content ideas.

Does anyone else keep around things they like to pee in? I know everyone probably has a favorite pair of underwear and clothes they like to wet. Mine are a pair of old thick cotton work outshorts that I cut holes in the pockets of to slip my dick out to pee out the side if needed, but mostly I just wear them and pee myself in this very chair at the computer, sitting atop a towel or two and a garbage bag to protect the seat. Sometimes I stuff a towel in the shorts themselves and just continually pee into it until everything below me is sopping wet. I don't really have a diaper fetish (though I wouldn't mind wetting one), it was just a solution to help clean up that I came up with when I started doing all this more than a decade ago. I used to just stuff the towel in my shorts or a bathing suit and pee away but after a long session I found that the chair I was using was damp!

Living with my parents makes this fetish tough to indulge in so I picked up these tricks along the way to remain undetected. I'll often use the garbage bag to hide the piss filled towels until I can wash them undetected. I've even gone as far and bought some pet pads to simulate peeing on the floor but I haven't had much chance to use them.

I've also got one of those medical urinals that I sometimes pee in, but thats kind of boring, its made to pee in! I also have a series of water bottles that I'll stick my dick into and pee in. I've also got one of those slime ICE bottles that I cut a hole into so I could just stick my dick in and let it hang in the bottle and pee, often letting it fill up and cover my penis as I pee. Vitamin Water bottles are just the right size. I've tried to make a urinal out of a gatorade bottle, in attempt to simulate those training urinals for little boys that stick on the walls. I just love the idea of having something like that in the corner of a room, just hanging on the wall. I've also thought about cleaning out my closet and making it a toilet in someway.

So what do you all like to pee into (or on!)?

Not sure if anyone has mentioned this but plastic on the floor / furniture showing how rigged it all is , apologies if it been mentioned already,

Some WHP videos are like that. They act all desperate and then stand over a mat. Its like come on, put more effort into it, the nature of the thing is to make a mess.

Yeah, this would have been awful for sure. Fun to fantasize about though.

I'd do that! I love checking out old buildings and places.

Its a hobby that I've long neglected unfortunately.

Last building I explored was an old movie theater in a large state of disrepair. Didn't have a chance to pee in it or anything like that though.

One of my fantasies is getting a like minded girlfriend and go urban exploring (another hobby of mine) and peeing in old buildings.

When I was younger, before I knew I had a pee fetish it would express itself in different ways such as gaining my focus or imagination. Before I knew what sex was I had a vague idea of what a vagina was like and when thinking about a female friend I liked I had feels of wanting to stick my dick inside her and pee. I can also vividly remember waking up one night and thinking, "I've never peed the bed, I wonder what it's like." And proceeded to deliberately wet myself. I also had the naughty idea of wondering what it was like to pee in the sink and climbed up onto the counter and did so.

But one of the feelings that sparked this topic was one that came from reading and looking at books, particularly those cutaway history books that featured buildings like castles or ancient Rome. I can remember poring over them as I did every book but there were certain features that grabbed my attention again and again. You might be able to guess what it was, the toilets! Without knowing about this fetish I subconsciously became enraptured by how ancient people went to the bathroom. I'd always get this funny feeling in my lower abdomen anytime I imagined someone or myself using these facilities. The long latrine pits tucked away at the end of a hall in a castle/palace or those long lines of ancient toilets in a Roman bath.

I'm still interested in them to this day and I find myself looking for videos of girls peeing in all different kinds of nooks and crannies in the architecture. Imagining building a home for myself with these secret peeing spots. I often look for them in video games. Dragon Age comes to mind, bursting into people's homes and finding low tubs tucked away behind a wooden partition. I also find the concept of having chamberpots incredibly naughty though my current living situation makes it not so ideal to own one, but some day I know I will.

Everytime I go to an old fort or a castle I find myself secretly looking for the toilets. One in particular that comes to mind is the "toilet" in the St. Andrew's Castle in Scotland. It was simple a closet built into the wall straight out over the ocean! You would pee straight into the sea! Of course you have the naughty thought to want to try it out but the castle is way too open for the (I did however have a quick pee at the end of the mine there, I couldn't resist myself after thinking about the toilet).

Pics like these come to mind:

One time my buddy's parents were out of town and we invited all of our college buddies to his house. Had a good drunken time and everyone went to bed. One friend got up to go to the bathroom to find another friend just pissing on the fridge. He had a history of sleep walking and alcohol certainly didn't help. The friend that found him asked the peeing friend what he was doing and the pisser simply replied, "Don't worry about it." We all had a good laugh about that one. Especially since I, myself, have peed in places I shouldn't have when drunkenly sleep walking.

“Are we going to the usual spot,” asked Kim, referring to a small waterfall deep in the woods behind their property. They both had changed into swimwear as to enjoy the cool water on the hot summer day. Kim changed into a dark blue one-piece swimsuit she used to swim laps in her school's pool. Kim relished the tightness of the one-piece admiring the taught form of her breasts practically bulging out of the material and the smooth form of her mound erupting from her crotch as she pulled her grey athletic shorts over her tight bottom. Jack threw on his white board-shorts and a t-shirt. Donning flip flops as they cameled up, Jack grabbed the water bottles and a couple towels as they head out the backdoor stepping over their cooling piss puddles on the patio.

They followed the abandoned drive until they hit the bridge and followed the rushing stream towards the waterfall. Not a bad hike the walk usually took 45 minutes to get to their destination. The couple was taking it easy, listening to the sounds of the forest and the babbling of the stream as they walked. Eventually the noisy stream became too much for Kim. “Would you believe I have to pee,” giggled Kim to Jack. Looking around Kim stepped to the side of the trail and pulled down her shorts. “Oh these one piece suits are such a pain when you have to pee, I really didn't think this through.”

“Well we're going to go swimming any way and get wet so why don't you... you know...” replied Jack.

“Pee through my suit? Naughty boy,” said Kim as she squated down to the ground. “Alright I think I'll try it.” Concentrating Kim tried to release her bladder. Decades of potty training were blocking Kim's desire to pee through her swimsuit. After about a minute a small wet patch dampened the gusset of Kim's dark one-piece. Realizing what she was doing her brain instantly closed her urethra. “This is harder than I thought,” squealed Kim closing her eyes and pushing on her bladder.

“Maybe this will help,” said Jack. Kim opened her eyes, instantly focusing on Jack's crotch making out the bulge of his cock through the thin fabric of his bathing suit. Suddenly a stream erupted through the fabric as Jack released a spurt of pee. Jack released again, this time with a little less pressure and it trickled down the left leg of his board-shorts in a continuous stream spreading as more and more piss was pouring from the tip of his penis, completely drenching the crotch and leg of his swimsuit, coming down in a cascade out of the bottoms of his shorts, all over his feet. It was then that Kim was noticing something. His bathing suit was white! And slowly becoming transparent as the urine was spreading into his crotch, slowly exposing the sight of his cock and balls. Jack seemed oblivious as he was savoring the warmth of his piss spreading over his dick and washing over his balls. Even in the summer heat it felt like bliss. This was exactly what Kim needed and the flood gates opened in her bladder and the damp patch in her one-piece widened.

It didn't take long for the fabric to reach its saturation point and a neat stream fell to the leaf litter below, resounding in a unique pitter-patter. Jack was coming to his senses as he sprayed the last few spurts into his swim trunks. As he was relishing the dwindling wave of warmth cascading down from his crotch to his feet he looked over to see Kim starting to wet her bathing suit. He watched as the gusset grew darker, spreading ever so slightly up before ultimately there was too much pee for the fabric. As if time itself was slowing down only a few droplets appeared at first, lazily dripping from her glistening crotch. Soon this too became too much and droplets formed a perfect stream drilling into the leaf litter below. Kim enjoying the sweet relief on her bladder was pissing at full force, much more than her bathing suit could handle the urine started to leak out the sides of her gusset leaving trails up her thighs as the streams lost their fight with gravity. It didn't take long for Kim to finish her her toilet in her bathing suit. They both watched with great intent as the last drips of pee fell from her crotch. Kim then simply stood and pulled up her shorts over her damp crotch, biting her lip. saying, “Well we must certainly feel better, lets get to that waterfall.” Jack agreed and they resumed their walk taking swigs from their water bottles.

They soon got to the waterfall, standing at the top of the cliff looking down at the pool below. They both climbed down the cliff side and made their way to the usual spot, a small flat clearing at the side of the pool, deep enough to jump into. Jack unloaded the contents of his pack, spreading out the towels and handing another water bottle to Kim. They didn't waste time shedding their shirts and in Kim's case shorts and climbing back up the cliff to jump into the cool pool. This continued for some time taking chugs of water in between jumps, making a game out of it. Just after Kim had splashed into the water Jack was making his way out of the stream up to their towels when he paused, water thigh deep. Kim was messing around swimming up towards him, keeping herself in the water. Without warning Jack pulled down the waistband of his shorts and pulled out his cock in one swift moment. Kim giggled as he started to pee a long arc, aiming his penis up and towards her, splashing in the water next to her. “Thanks for warming up the water,” she said and she waved her hand in water eventually bring it up into the stream, wiggling around her fingers in it. Jack's bladder was nearly on empty as his stream slowly subsided and trailed back to the tip of his dick. Kim frowned as he pulled it back into his pants.

They both got out of the water and resumed their ritual of drinking from their water bottles and Jack pulled out some snacks while they sat on their towels. As if their bladders were tied together Kim had to pee. Since she had already peed through her bathing suit, Kim wanted to try something different. Still sitting cross legged on her towel she reached down and pulled the gusset of her one-piece bathing suit aside exposing her pussy and motioned for Jack to watch. It wasn't long before Kim's urethra opened and piss started to trickle from out between Kim's lips, dribbling into the towel beneath her. Kim gasped as a loud hissing started to emanated from between her legs and she delighted in spreading wetness as her towel absorbed her warm pee.

Kim, locking eyes with Jack didn't have to look down to know about the growing bulge in his pants, which was more than apparent in his see-through shorts. With her free hand she pulled down the waistband of his swim trunks and freed his massive erection, grasping his shaft and slowly jerking him off. Not wasting any time Jack helped his wife free his cock, removing his trunks completely before caressing Kim's heaving breasts, bound under her swimsuit. It didn't take Jack long to find Kim's rock hard nipples, rubbing them with his fingers. All the while Kim was peeing messily all over her thighs into the towel. Jack leaned in closer kissing Kim passionately while pushing her down onto the soaked towel, the movement change spraying Kim's piss up into the air as her pee was coming to an end. Jack didn't waste any time positioning his cock at Kim's open and soaking wet vagina, Kim squealed as Jack thrust to the hilt into her pussy, his balls slapping eagerly at her buttocks. Kim moaned loudly as she arched her back to answer Jack's pounding, cumming intensely. It wasn't before long that Jack, gripping his wife's firm ass, thrust in deeply ejaculating spurt after spurt of semen inside her vagina. Kissing they lay on the towel, soaked in sweat and Kim's piss. Jack slowly pulled out his cock, not wanting the feeling to end he admired his lovely wife lying panting on the towel. Kim sat up, delighting in the feeling of her husband's cum oozing out of her slit onto the towel, not the first mix of her husband's cum and her piss, nor the last.

“That, that was phenomenal,” Kim said as she returned the gusset of her bathsuit to its rightful place, covering her muff.

“I felt like I came buckets,” said Jack who now felt the need to pee again as he often did post-ejaculation. Still naked he simply stood next to Kim and peed hands free onto the towel, already way passed its saturation point it splashed messily onto Kim.

They both decided it was time to pack up and head back to the house as it was approaching supper time. Jack pulled his swim trunks back on and donned his shirt while Kim, still wet from the towel just put her shorts back on. They got slightly damp from her suit but she didn't care. They climbed back up the cliff and made way to the house. As they approached the house Kim suddenly raced ahead of Jack, blocking his path with a giddy bounce. Without saying anything Kim held out her hand for Jack to stop before placing her hands on her hips, legs spread shoulder width apart. Kim closed her eyes as Jack's widened. Gaze fixed at the crotch of Kim's grey shorts he saw the already damp material grow darker as Kim released her bladder. Jack watched as the shiny dark spot grew and traveled down the short legs of her shorts and down her bare legs. “Ahhh, I needed that, didn't feel like taking them off like last time. A girl could get used to this!” Jack smiled as he kissed his wife and moved his hand to her crotch, feeling the expanding wetness and heat, taking in the muffled hissing noise of her urinating urethra.

“And so could I,” Jack replied as Kim's wetting trickled to a stop, slipping his hand into her shorts, teasing her clit as he pulled her swimsuit to the side before easing two fingers into her pussy. Kim stifled her moans while her husband pumped his fingers inside her to an orgasm right out in the open backyard.

Here's some nice nonchalant pissing.....

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This video is literally the best and I wish there was more like it.

Was about to nominate Wetfwulf, glad to see Alfresco got it.

How about a nomination for someone not on the site but who is I'm sure a big influence to all the writers? Leaky_one :P

Thanks for all the good feedback! I've been working on more installments after I wrote this one.

And steve, I felt I might make it a little more realistic and have the characters eased into it. No reason to ramp it up to 11 right off the bat.

The dorm I lived in at college had one of these in each of the bathrooms. The bathrooms were meant to be co-ed depending on the floor and I assumed switched genders on each floor/side depending on demand. It was tucked away in a corner by the showers, not sure if any girls used them but we sure did.

I thought I had a better pic that I thought was definitely from my school but I have a couple here that are similar, including a sink pee in a very familiar bathroom set up.

A mere $27. Need to find a like-minded girlfriend.

I was at one of my friend's house a couple years back and we're talking in her kitchen when she opens up her closet where the trash can is. She pulls it out and then proceeded to pull down her pants and squat over the bin and just peed freely mid conversation, laughing all the way. She's a pretty free spirit and has peed in front of me and another close friend before so I wasn't phased. The relationship is strictly platonic though, she's basically a family member.