Vassal

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)

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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.

I had become a pro at wetting myself after a few college summers at Amanda's family pool. They did only have the one bathroom and I never wanted to go into the house wet so I usually just peed in the pool. Amanda sure did. I even got to the point where I would just pee in my suit even I was on the deck.

Waiting for Kelsey to speak so I could concentrate I signaled my bladder to let go and let a little spurt into my shorts. I wanted so badly to glance down and see the wetness but I was wearing light colored shorts and knew it wouldn't show too vibrantly. I decided to let it go in spurts so I wouldn't flood out the cushion and could hear a lovely squelching from between my legs as the warmth spread itself over my genitalia, seeping down my crack and tickling my butt, while pooling on the cushion fabric. What a delightful morning, cool air, good coffee, and talking to a pretty girl while pissing your pants. 

I soon started to lose control of the spurts and was now pissing non-stop into my light blue shorts. I tried to control it as I could feel it pooling up between my thighs. Not wanting it to cascade over the edge and make a loud noise I tried to nonchalantly slide back a bit, hoping nothing would overflow or be too noticeable. 

The flowing warmth pouring over my crotch was mesmerizing as Kelsey continued bluntly, “I wouldn't say I'm a nudist, though it is freeing. If anything I should feel bad I was making you stare. I can't believe I just came outright and said it,” she blushed. “But if we're going to be neighbors I figured I'd come out with it. You're cool and at this point I trust you. Even if you weren't home last night I was gonna be nude all day today anyway know you were supposed to be home. I hope you're okay with that?”

I could tell she'd be working up to this. “Of course, I, uh, just didn't expect you to have been serious when you said you'd 'forget' to close the blinds. I'm cool with it. I've never done the whole nudist thing, would you mind, when I feel comfortable, if I went nude too? It sounds kind of fun.” I said, adding, “Probably makes going to the bathroom pretty easy, nothing to remove!”

“Like you wouldn't believe” she smiled, “Now if you don't mind it's time I lose this robe,” she stood and up and removed her robe, slinging it over the back of her chair. She made no effort to hide the wet patch on the butt of her robe, did she wet herself while talking too?

“Have a good look,” she added, “I don't mind.”

Look I did. She was much closer this time and I could see how hard her dark brown nipples were. I swear I could even see a glistening sheen of wetness around her pussy. As if to show more of her naughty toilet she spun around and stuck out her butt, shiny with wetness.

She twirled back and gave a quick giggle, “God this feels so good, I'm glad you're okay with it and not some right-wing Christian couple. I can't wait until your comfortable to join me!”

“I'll see what courage I can muster up today,” I responded, gulping down the last of my coffee.

With that Kelsey started to clean up her breakfast dishes, giving a great view of her ass as she bent over the table. When she was inside I stood up and used the height difference to glance at her seat cushion and sure enough there was a wet stain the shape of her ass. I turned to clear my own dishes and chuckled noticing the same on my cushion. I took the time to glance down and noticed that my wet patch was fairly noticeable, darkening the light blue.

It wasn't carelessness in the way that Kelsey showed me that she wet herself, I just wonder if she knew I was peeing myself too. I checked my bladder and felt I could pee again. Returning to wipe down the table I saw Kelsey doing the same, her tits hypnotically swaying as she cleaned. With my back to her I started to pee again in my shorts, letting little spurts out, looking down I could see the pee glisten brightly as it rewet the material. I let just enough out that it started to roll down my legs, thinking I was sufficiently soaked I turned around towards her.

Wanting to draw her attention I spoke up, “What are your plans for the day?” 

When she turned around I couldn't tell if it was the heat from my piss or her gaze warming my nethers. She stammered, “Well, I was gonna just laze around, probably sunbath a little and do some reading. How about you?”

“Oh I have some projects around the house. Might just laze out on the deck, that sounds good too. And I thought about the nudist thing, I'd like to join you.” With that I threw off my shirt and and peeled off my wet shorts, exposing my gleaming cock to Kelsey.

“Oh my gosh,” Kelsey squealed, throwing her hands in front of her eyes in mock fright, all the while looking through her fingers. “I didn't expect you to drop trow so fast. Nice cock.”

I blushed and looked down at it, it was a nice cock, luckily I had trimmed my pubic hair last night too so it was looking pretty stately, despite being damp with piss. I don't want to boast but I'm fairly big too, longer than 6 and a half inches. Grinning I waved my cock at her in response, hoping I wouldn't be crossing a line. She responded by shaking her tits at me. We had a good laugh before going about our day. I put my wet shorts on one of the drying lines, wet patch prominent, likewise she put her robe up, showing off the wet spot.

I still had to pee and wondered if Kelsey did too. I stuck around in the kitchen cleaning the dishes while hoping the little bit I let out wetting myself again would hold my bladder off. I had kept the screen open as to feel the cool breeze on my bare bottom and to keep a listen for my neighbor. When I had finished all the dishes I heard the sliding door close and tried to not act too quickly and too excited. Putting away the last of the cooking supplies I walked up to the screen and glanced out. Kelsey had posted up on one of her lounge chairs and was reading a book, she had her legs spread wide open in my direction.

I started some more coffee and returned to my post at the screen door to see that Kelsey now had her legs spread even further apart and her pussy was gushing straight onto the lounge chair cushion before her. Her long lips were oscillating with the force of her bladder as she sprayed out onto the chair. 

Seeing the wanton display was too much for my bladder and I was now dribbling pee onto my kitchen floor, gaining control I grasped my penis and started to pee through the screen loudly out onto the wooden deck floor. The screen was spraying my pee in all different directions splattering the wood. The sound was enough for Kelsey to look up from her book. Her eyes instantly locked on to me and she stopped her stream and sat up, watching me piss through my kitchen screen door onto the deck completely naked. 

She smiled, ear to ear, and leaned back again, still watching my display. I had started to aim my piss side to side through the screen, watching the little squares fill up with pee. She had put her book down and with both hands was now pulling apart her lower lips, arching her hips forward. Again she started to pee but this time in a high fountain, slapping loud enough on the cushion that I heard it. Soon our bladders dwindled and I gave my cock a good shake against the screen while Kelsey gave her pussy more than wipe clean with her hand. 

Our toilets finished we resumed our activities, the coffee was going to be ready soon and I quickly ran down to the basement to put together a dumb waiter of sorts for the drying line. Hearing the click of the coffee maker I ran up stairs with my contraption and poured two mugs of coffee. I then rigged up the device to the curiosity of my neighbor and placed the coffee mug on the tray.

“I thought you might like some coffee,” I said, ignoring the huge wet stain on my neighbor's seat cushion and the huge puddle on my deck. 

She readily accepted the mug, exclaiming, “Good coffee,” when she took a sip.

I grabbed my favorite glass mug and sat down at my table again to read a book. I was adamant not to let Kelsey take the lead on the next pee. I had made sure to fill up on water while inside before bringing out the coffee, and coffee usually makes me have to pee a lot, and I hoped Kelsey had the same issue.

When I had drained my coffee I finally had to pee again. I had barely read my book but instead was thinking of all the different ways I could pee, some discrete, some not so much. I considered leaning back and just pissing into the cushion with my naked cock but wasn't sure Kelsey could see it. I could lift it up and aim out under the table but that seemed too boring. I had come to the one conclusion, I would pee into my empty coffee mug. It was glass so she could surely see the action.

I didn't want to do it under the table either so I placed it at the edge of the glass table in front of me with a hard clang. Putting down my book I stood up, making sure Kelsey was watching. The small mug was the perfect height for me to dip my cock inside it hands free. The coffee did it's magic as I soon was filling the mug with a clear yellowish pee, the level soon rising up to the tip of my cock, enveloping it in the warm liquid. The feeling was thrilling, especially knowing my neighbor was watching me deliberately piss in my mug, drowning my cock. Looking over at Kelsey I saw her quickly downing the remainder of the large coffee mug I sent over. Going back to my own toilet I saw that I was nearly the rim of the small mug and cut off my flow, not wanting to overflow onto the table just yet. I waited to see what Kelsey would do as I pulled my cock out of my urine filled mug, moments ago filled with coffee.

Kelsey grabbed the empty mug and stood up from the lounger and placed the mug between her legs, holding it from behind so that I could get a good view. She soon started to noisily pee into the mug, long flaps flowing with great cataracts into the tall mug. It was as powerful as it was short and she soon was squirting the last little bits into the mug, “Aww, only three-quarters full. Think you can add to that?“ she said, wiping her pussy with the rim of the mug before placing it back on the dumb waiter tray and sending it over.

“Got plenty left,” I said as I grabbed it from the oncoming tray. Holding it in my hands it was warm with her heat. The fragrant urine wafted from the mug's contents. I had the urge to drink some of it but didn't want to weird her out. So instead I put it on the table and held my cock up to it and added my piss to hers, our hot bodily fluids melding together in a frothy mix in a mug my mom gifted me. Thanks, Mom. 

The urine was nearing the top and I still hand more to go so I dipped my cock into the mix of my own and Kelsey's pee and let the remains of my bladder overflow the mug onto my nice glass table. Soon rivulets were running off the sides and splattering on the deck. It felt so good. Soon my bladder came to it's end and I pushed out what little there was left into the overflowing mug, causing a fresh cascade with every push. I then pulled my cock out of the mug and gave it a good shake over the table, causing droplets to fly all over it. I then ceremoniously dumped the mugs over the side of the deck to great applause.

Kelsey was busy fanning herself and hand one hand buried in her crotch. I figured I'd leave her to it and went to doing some more chores like organizing the basement. I didn't have much use for the basement outside of a bike shop which didn't take up much space so right now it had all the excess moving boxes strewn about. Now as much as I'd love to pee all over the boxes I didn't want to have to move piss sodden cardboard so I set to breaking them down. I of course had another coffee and some water once back inside. I had intended to go back to the deck to pee in front of Kelsey again but I had become so engrossed in what I was doing that I didn't notice I had to pee until I really had to pee. 

All the peeing that day was straining my urethra and a spurt escaped, wetting the carpet. I knew I wasn't going to make it back upstairs to the deck so I had to pee here. But I didn't want to piss just on the carpet, it's a bit boring, who hasn't pissed on the carpet of a raised ranch basement before? Another spurt escaped and splattered a cardboard box. I had to act quick, then I spotted it, one of my boxes of towels. Pee towels specifically. I hadn't needed more than the one for the kitchen just yet. The box was still closed but since I had ripped the top towel through the box the middle was gaped open, just big enough for me to stick my dick into. Squatting over the top of the box I inserted my cock into the interior, feeling the soft fabric of the towels on my dick head. It didn't take long for my bladder to get going as I emptied myself into the box of towels, the muted splashing could be heard from inside the box as I felt the terry cloth thirstily soak up my urine. It felt absolutely orgasmic. 

When I had finished and was pulling my cock out of the box I noticed a sparkling outside the sliding glass door, which lead under the deck. I opened it and stepped out to see Kelsey with her pussy pushed between the railing slats pissing out onto the ground from the deck. Her pee was spraying out in a great cone before pattering onto the ground. Seeing me, she waved and then put her fingers in an upside down V shape on the sides of her pussy and directed her pee into a thick stream pointed in my direction. She nearly hit me.

By now I had a considerable erection and made no attempt to hide it from Kelsey. In fact I had a devilish idea. Grasping my hardon I leaned closer to her stream and and stuck it into the cascade. It felt so warm as it flowed and splattered on my turgid penis, spraying my chest and balls with her hot effluence. We both laughed as I waved it in and out of her stream, which sadly was dying down. She let the last little drips flow out as she fingered herself, now down in a crouch at the railing base. I was now pumping my cock with her piss fervently watching my neighbor rub herself in ecstasy. I was on fire as I jerked my cock, the scent of her piss filling my nose. It didn't take very long for either of us to cum, semen burning hot as I ejaculated into the grass lawn. A quick cry followed by a few short spurts to the ground came from above.

After a few moments I moved back inside and wiped my dick on my pissy towel before moving it upstairs to the drying line. Showing them off to Kelsey I mentioned, “Pissed inside the towel box.”

“Bet that felt good,” she replied. 

“It was delightful, what's for lunch?” I asked. 

“Oh just some cold pasta but I made some lemonade, here send over the dumb waiter.”
Soon a glass full of ice and a pitcher full of yellow liquid came over and found their way to my table. I immediately filled the glass and took a sip, it was lemonade, but it tasted a bit, salty? That minx, I'm pretty sure I know what the secret ingredient was. It tasted surprisingly good, a pee shandy and I drained the glass. I kept the rest for later as I prepared some lunch. Kelsey was grinning ear to ear as she sipped her own glass of lemonade.

During lunch, Kelsey and I chatted some more, some how completely avoiding the pee subject or that we've masturbated in front of each other. I kept remarking on how good the lemonade tasted and by now I was quite partial to it. By the time I had finished the pitcher of lemonade I was quite desperate. I noticed Kelsey's pitcher was empty too.

“Looks like you need a refill of lemonade,” I called out.

“You do too,” she replied. 

I grinned. Standing up I pulled the pitched up to my cock and stuck it into the mouth, it didn't take long until my hot piss was sloshing among the remaining ice and lemon slices. I smiled as the lemon slices slowly floated up the glass as my clear yellow pee filled the container, nearly half way. It smelled a bit like a urinal cake, lemony. I finished the last spurts into my glass, filling it about a quarter of the way and then placed the pitcher and the glass on the dumb waiter and sent it over.

Meanwhile Kelsey placed her own glass on the deck floor and squatted over it where I could see. With little effort a sputtering stream issued from between her closed lips as she maneuvered her hips to aim the stream into the glass. She laughed as the glass quickly filled overflowing onto the deck floor creating a puddle between her legs. As her stream died down she let the last little bit flow down her legs as she retrieved my “lemonade,” and placed the glass of her own for me.

“You don't have to drink the whole thing,” she said, as I grabbed the still warm glass, the second time today.

“Same,” I said, giving the glass a sniff, it didn't smell bad and I was curious. I've tasted my own and curious to know what someone else's tastes like. I gave it a swig, it was salty and kind of bitter, but a little sweeter than my own. After another sip I looked over at Kelsey to see her downing the glass of my piss and going for a refill from the pitcher. 

She's a total freak and the best neighbor I've ever had.

This one is a bit different than my usual stories, happened to be written all in one go and is unedited, so please excuse any of that. Not quite complete but I had fun writing it.

M/F solo naked peeing, M/F wetting, slight watersports, pee drinking

 

I had finally landed a good enough gig out of trade school to finally afford a modest home. Thank god for parents who still put up with me. I was happy enough with the two bedroom raised ranch I had bought at the back of a housing development. I had no neighbor to my right, just undeveloped forest and due to the landscape, had a small rocky hill between me and the neighbor too the left. The only downside was the neighbor's plot behind mine was subjected to the same geology and was a bit close, our second level decks were probably about 30 feet apart. So close in fact that when I met the neighbor, Kelsey, a young woman, suggested that we put up shared clothes lines and I agreed. 

After a quick chat we shared that we were both the same age. I worked as an electrician and she worked various as a bartender at a high end restaurant. Even though our properties were very close, I was glad that Kelsey was my neighbor. She was very cordial and we'd help each other out from time to time in the coming weeks, but she was also gorgeous. Of medium height she had a tight athletic figure, her chest was not large but more than enough and when she turned around I couldn't help but gaze at her tight ass. Sometimes we'd catch each other doing yardwork and she'd be wearing spats, her thighs were to die for and sometimes I swear I saw more than a pretty prominent camel toe poking out of her crotch. I even helped her with some light electrical work.

I was pretty happy with the arrangement and was settling in to enjoy my new life here and Kelsey was an amazing neighbor all around. She even warned me that she would forget to close her blinds and would often walk around the house naked. I wasn't sure if it was supposed to be a joke or not and have yet to see if it was true.

Between moving and a new busy job I barely had any time to enjoy myself. And by that I mean indulge in my fetish, you see part of why I picked such a secluded property was because I like to pee anywhere except the toilet. I had planned to build a fence between our two properties but that was still far down the list of things to do. I found that I didn't have the time, or rather wasn't in the mood to partake in any of my proclivities. I definitely didn't want to have to deal with the clean up while I was still unpacking. A piss pool on hardwood or a puddle on carpet isn't what I want to deal with while shuffling things about.  In fact my morning chats with Kelsey were the highlight of my day in that first week. Gave me a sneaky way to find out her work schedule too so I could be free to pee where ever I liked with reckless abandon. I shared mine of course. 

Tonight my last job happened to run late and it was well into nightfall when I was headed home. I finally had a day off tomorrow and the majority of the unpacking was over so I wanted to have some fun tonight when I knew Kelsey would be on a later dinner shift. I had intentionally avoided using the bathroom for this last job and made sure to drink plenty of water. By the time I was in the truck I was bursting and was squirming hard when I pulled into the driveway. I already had the spot picked out in my mind. I wanted to piss all over the deck while facing Kelsey's empty home. The two homes were identical with big sliding glass doors on the decks leading into a kitchen.

I quickly got out of the truck, already unzipping my fly and starting to undo my pants before I got to the front door. By the time I had gotten to the kitchen I had kicked my shoes and pants off and was just in my shirt. I was about to hit the light switch when I noticed something out of place. Kelsey's kitchen lights were on! Thankfully I hadn't hit the light yet, I was there lewdly grasping my cock dancing from foot to foot, what would she had thought if she saw me? I mean part of the fantasy was imagining her watching me piss all over the deck rather than in the toilet, intentionally leaving an enormous puddle. How would she react?
In the darkness I covered my privates out of shame before remembering that she likely couldn't see inside. Heck she wasn't even in the kitchen right now. Calmed down I was relishing this bit of exhibitionism, stripping my shirt off I was naked just outside of Kelsey's sight. The newfound arousal helped stem my desperation for a time as I strutted my stuff around the kitchen. Lewdly shaking my cock at the sliding glass window.

I got a bit of a shock when Kelsey suddenly walked into the kitchen. Even more so since she was completely naked herself. Her perky breasts hung proudly on her chest and the curves of her ass weren't just the spats doing work. Best of all was the prize jewel, her lovely pussy, long protruding lips hanging down between her mound, capped with a long narrow black landing strip. 

I now felt rather bad, I knew I shouldn't continue watching despite my own exhibition going on over here but I continue to watch, making sure not to make any sudden movement in the darkness. What I saw next would change my life. Kelsey sauntered over to the sliding glass door and squatted facing it a few feet away, spreading her knees wide. I crept closer to my glass door to get a better look, trying to see what she was doing, and to get a better look at her privates. Kelsey then leaned back and as she sighed heavily suddenly a thick torrent came gushing from out between her lips, spraying the glass door in front of her. The force of her stream strong enough to shake her labial lips, causing the stream to sprinkle from side to side, a lovely cascade washing down the window.

I couldn't believe it. Not only had I caught her nude but I caught her pissing in her kitchen! This was intentional, there's no way this could be an accident. I couldn't believe my luck, here I was about to christen my deck with my first naughty pee and I catch my hot neighbor pissing on her window. 

Kelsey now had one hand spreading her lips apart as she was directing a powerful stream as high up the window as she could. It looked like a lot of fun and reminded me that I really had to piss myself. I also didn't want to miss the show. Need and arousal won out over logic and sound judgment as I quickly surveyed what was around my glass door, nothing but tile thankfully, cock in hand. 

Deciding it was safe I signaled to my bladder to let go, which shouldn't be hard considering my childhood room closet was my personal bathroom. I had been infatuated with the idea ever since a childhood friend was over one night during her college break. We had been drinking and quite loud and didn't want to further annoy my parents so Amanda had to pee and came up with an idea. To just go to the bathroom in the closet. She was a like a sister to me and we were good friends but I was still surprise to see her drunkenly slide down her pants and panties, not caring that I had curiously followed her inside, mostly to make sure she didn't pee on my stuff. I cleared a few boxes, not without a few quick glances at Mandy's butt and pussy as she helped. 

Catching one of my glances she drunkenly stammered, “Hey, that's not fair that you're wearing pants, take em off mister, free that hog.”

Drunken courage made me eagerly reply, I mean why not, it made sense. Mandy gave my cock a real good long look before turning towards the corner, “Come pee with me in the corner,” she slurred. 

Stepping next to her I could see that she was using both hands to pull apart her pussy lips as she leaned back. I grasped my cock in anticipation and pointed at the wall. It took quite a while for either of us to go, Mandy started to dribble on the carpet as her bladder finally gave way, shooting a thick stream of piss out from her pink folds splattering the corner. Seeing her go was all my bladder needed and soon a thick stream of my own was joining Mandy's as our combined piss was streaming down the wall, darkening the carpet in the corner. I glanced down and saw that Mandy had small puddles beneath her feet. A loud hissing filled the closet as both of our urethrae hosed down my poor closet wall. When we were both pushing out the last few spurts the puddle on the carpet reached our toes, pooling with the ones already under Mandy's feet. 

The room now stank of our pee and Mandy said so, grabbing one of my towels to dry her legs and pussy. “That was definitely better than waking your parents up again,” Mandy said.

“Where'd you come up with that,” I asked.

“You know my older sister Luna? She used to piss in her closet, let me too when I wanted. I think I even saw Joey come out of there once.” Joey was her younger brother. “Never wanted to use my own, I have too much stuff, came in handy when the only bathroom was occupied and I didn't want to go outside.” 

Throughout the rest of the night we'd pee in the closet, together when possible, otherwise we'd just keep chatting and piss just inside the door or in my case into the closet. When we went to bed, Mandy even scooched to the edge of the bed and peed long distance into the open door with a huge splashing. There was still the lazy stream leading to her pussy on the carpet when we woke. I had opened all the windows and did my best to try to get rid of the smell. It was a great learning moment, especially since I'd often forgo the toilet and just pee on the closet carpet from that point on. Never did have it happen again with Amanda though. 

I wondered what she'd think of my new place as I now stood ready to use my kitchen door as a urinal, in full but darkened view of my neighbor doing the same. It took some moments for my pee to get started but I was soon watching the magnificent fanning of my piss on the glass door. As I swayed my penis side to side I hoped that Kelsey could see me. I could soon feel the warm pee pooling around my feet as the torrent cascaded down.

Glancing across the deck I noticed that Kelsey was now standing up, finishing the remainder of her pee standing up, using both hands to pull her lips apart she was spraying down the door as expertly as I was. Almost as if in the exact same way. Soon her stream died down in a few last droplets onto the tile below her. I could see a bit of pouting as she used two fingers to shake her pussy of the last few drops, bringing them to her mouth when she was done to suck off the remnants. Dancing over the puddle she spritely grabbed a towel and dropped it on the puddle, using another to wipe down the magnificent fan stained on the glass. 

As my stream dwindled I spurt out the last few bits as high up the window as I could go before grabbing some towels to hastily clean up myself. I decided to wait a bit before turning on the light as to not scare Kelsey from her unusual toilet, in fact I want to foster that behavior. I wondered how to work it into the conversation without letting on that I knew. I decided to don some clothing with the lights on  and I kept an occasional glance across the way to see if Kelsey's nudity would still be on display now that she knew I was home. Sure enough it still was and she even gave me a wave. I wondered how she'd react if I returned in kind, stripping down to nothing or if she would think I'm a pervert and call the police? I decided to couch that thought for now as I was sipping on a beer or two and some water to boot and had to pee. 

I had thought about christening my new closet but after what I had seen Kelsey do earlier was making me horny. Waiting until I knew she was in the kitchen again I strolled to the kitchen sink, which would mean my back was to the sliding glass door. The sink was just enough of an awkward height that I had to raise up on my toes so I could pull my cock out of the top of my pants and clear the sink basin wall. I glanced awkwardly behind me to see if Kelsey was still there and was shocked to see that she was looking in my direction. Embarrassed I quickly glanced back to the sink and my cock pointed down at the drain. Thinking it suspicious that I was just staring at the sink I turned the faucet on, as if she could see that clearly. The faucet helped my bladder and I was soon noisily peeing into the kitchen in full view of my neighbor, granted she couldn't see anything. My urine was drumming heavily on the stainless steel walls as it swirled down to the drain. I wondered what she would do if I suddenly turned to the side and stepped away to showcase my cock spraying an arc of piss into my kitchen sink. I wondered, did she pee in her kitchen sink too? Did she get up on the counter and squat over it? Did she slide her butt up over the edge like a toilet? Or was she able to stand and pee into the basin?

My thoughts raced as my stream waned, I pushed the last few spurts out against the steel walls and made a wonder drumming sound as my bladder finally emptied. I shook the last few drops into the sink and placed my dick back into my pants and tried to turn around as nonchalantly as possible. I was delighted to see Kelsey now sitting at her kitchen table looking out the window as she drank some tea. This time I waved and she waved back, shifting back in her seat and spreading her legs a bit. I had a good view of her snatch from under the table and I tried not to stare. 

I had a few more beers and decided it was time for bed. And besides I needed to pee. I shut my kitchen light off with a good night wave to Kelsey, still at the kitchen table. I had wondered if she peed anywhere when I was in the kitchen, I wondered as I walked towards my bedroom. I started for the closet when I thought to myself, why should I be confined to just peeing in the closet? It's my own house, my own bedroom. I tossed my shorts into the laundry hamper and strode into the middle of the room, dick already in my hand. At this stage in the night it was easy to unleash and I started a healthy stream onto the middle of my carpet in a growing dark puddle. The sound of the carpet straining to absorb my piss was heavenly as it gurgled and burbled. There were dark droplets splashing on the carpet all around the growing puddle. It felt so freeing to just pee in the middle of my bedroom like this. It was just so naughty and taboo. 

My stream died down and I didn't bother to hold my cock for the last few remnants and let them spurt out as I walked back to the dark kitchen, leaving a trail of small puddles as I went. When I got to the kitchen I intended to grab a glass of water before going to jerk off and go to bed. As is my habit at night, due to good night vision, I tend to not turn on the lights when doing things like this. Particularly going to the bathroom, much to the chagrin of my family. As if right on cue, I glanced across to Kelsey's kitchen and now saw her standing on her kitchen counter with her feet astride the kitchen sink.  I then noticed a thin glistening stream of urine issuing forth between her legs splattering in the sink basin. 

I couldn't believe my eyes, in fact I found I was very aroused. Here was a grown woman, stark naked standing on top of her kitchen counter having a standing piss into her sink. She moved a hand down to her twat and massaged her clit, running her fingers through the stream as it made a mess of her kitchen counter and floor. She soon squatted down in a manner similar as before at the door and peed out onto the kitchen floor as her hand found her vagina and thrust in a few fingers. Her pee sprayed out messily into the sink.

I found myself stroking my erection as I watched my neighbor masturbate while pissing. It felt shameful but felt so good. I stroked faster as Kelsey's tempo increased when she suddenly gave a muted cry and shuddered, falling butt first into the pissy sink. She couldn't help but laugh at the same time I came thick white ropes across my kitchen tile. I realized quickly what I did and cleaned up the mess as best I could before leaving the kitchen for good that night.

The next morning I was surprised to find I didn't get up in the middle of the night to pee and realized that I had to really go. I wasn't sure I was ready to wet the bed yet, but I was prepared with a mattress cover already installed just in case, so I sprang out of bed, narrowly missing the huge puddle still evaporating from last night. I wasn't too worried about the mess or lingering odors as I had invested in a good carpet cleaner. My toilet this morning would be my closet corner, the preferred back right corner, same as when I first pissed in my closet with Mandy. I had already pulled my cock out as I entered the closet and was soon pissing a strong yellow stream onto the closet wall. I lucked out that these walls were white and hoped that my morning pee would stain the paint. Maybe one day I would show Mandy. All the beer I drank last night made my pee smell strongly, I was sure the smell would linger throughout the day. Cleaning could come later I thought as I pissed up the wall. The carpet was white too and becoming a darkened slight yellow as my pee seeped down the wall into the fibers. 

My stream started to die down and I shook the last bits out over the carpet. I had half a mind to walk naked to the kitchen again as I did last night but decided against it. I figured I'd let Kelsey take the lead as I did last night. Was last night a one off nudist pee event? I knew she had today off too and in fact lamented the luck, I had hoped to be completely alone, even though I knew I could just close the blinds. Now I was glad she did. I changed into the most provocative but casual clothes I own, a t-shirt and some short running shorts and went to the kitchen for breakfast. As usual Kelsey was across the way fixing her own breakfast in her usual bath robe. I was a bit disappointed. 

I brought my coffee and eggs to my deck table just as Kelsey was taking her first bite of breakfast.

Figuring ignoring last night was the best way to go about things, I waved and said a hearty, “Good morning.”

She smiled and waved a muffled good morning back at me. We exchanged the usual pleasantries and breakfast discussion and drank copiously from our large mugs of coffee.

Attempting to broach the subject of last night Kelsey said, “Thought you went back to your parents for the night, you got home later than usual.”

“Yeah, my last job ran late, I thought you were working the late shift?”

“I was but the toilets broke so we had to close early, kinda liked the early night anyhow. I did say I walk around naked sometimes, didn't I? Like the show?” she teased. 

“I hope you don't mind my constant looks, it was a great treat after a long day,” by now all the coffee was reaching my bladder and I had to pee. I didn't want to excuse myself because the conversation was just starting to get good. I also had a naughty idea pop into my head. I had pretty thick cushions on my deck chairs, I would simply wet myself while talking to her and the cushion would absorb my pee and not make too much sound to alert her. I don't know how she'd react if I just stood up, whipped it and out started peeing off the deck towards her.

Chapter 3 - involves male and female urination, goldenshowers, pee drinking, desperation and sex

 

I awoke that morning as we became accustomed to, nestled close with Abby, her large, naked breasts pressed into my chest, with her soft breathing on my neck. I relished the softness of her thighs as my bare cock rubbed against them. 

To no one's surprise I had to pee really badly, Abby and I got into the habit of drinking loads of water before bed. We both enjoyed our mutual toilet in the morning and didn't want to disappoint. Sometimes it would be too much for our bladders and one of us would have to go during the night so we simply peed the bed since more often than not, we'd wet the bed together first thing in the morning, soaking each other's thighs and crotches with our hot, yellow urine. Giggling with arousal, listening to the bubbling and splashing, as our piss pooled on the palm leaves around our hips, creeping up our bodies, often soaking us up to our chests.  More often than not we'd leave bed dripping wet.

I was thinking of doing just that as my cock twitched, caressing Abby's snatch, causing her to stir awake. As she opened her eyes she looked at me and grumbled out a groggy, "Good morning."

"Good morning," I replied giving her lips a quick kiss. "Good timing I was just about to start peeing, wanna wet the bed?"

"Not this morning, I have something fun in mind and we'll need to be dry. I wanna pee standing up next to you. And make sure you let it all out, okay?"

Helping each other out of the lean-to we adopted a familiar position. Side by side, with our arm around each others waist often caressing a butt cheek, thighs pressed close. I aimed my cock upward sending my urine in a long high arc. Looking over at Abby I couldn't help but notice her erect nipples prominent on her heaving bosom. Her fingers in an upside down V were spreading her lips to the side, exposing the smooth pink walls of her vagina as a thick yellow stream issued out of her wide urethra, capped by an engorged clit peeking out of it's hood. Several droplets rolled down her lower lips dripping onto the sand between her feet. By now Abby had become a pro at, "peeing like a boy," using our freedom and some of my help to perfect being able to pee out in front of her while standing up with one hand. I still could only direct her stream with two hands.

Our dark yellow torrents bubbled into the sand a few feet before us as the pungent aroma of our toilets intoxicated our senses. Playfully I directed my stream at Abby's puddle and she responded with a twist of the hips. Our streams messily crossed and splattered as we laughed, now trying to intentionally cross streams. Our piss eventually dwindled and our streams died down leaving a lazy trail in the sand. Abby had a sizable puddle below her from drips but the inside of her thighs were still dry, a testament to practice.

During breakfast Abby shared what she had in mind, asking first, "What are your thoughts on goldenshowers?"

"I think they're pretty hot, hasn't that basically been what we've been doing every morning in bed?"

Abby blushed, "That's different, kinda. I'm talking about how I wanna kneel down in front of you and have you soak me from head to toe. And I want to push you down, squat down and piss all over your cock. You get what I mean? Wetting the bed together is fun but I wanna get freaky with it."

I nearly dropped my coconut.

"I think this is answer enough," I replied, pointing at my now erect penis. "H-have you ever given or received one before? I haven't, but it's been a long time fantasy."

"I haven't either, but I have given myself one in the shower. Felt good but it was tiring."

To demonstrate she went to a tree and braced her legs and but up the trunk, positioned over her face and lopsided chest. Spreading her legs, she spread her pussy wide open, gaping her vagina slightly. I could almost smell the aroma of her sex and wanted nothing more than to plunge my cock into her hole. My hand absent minded started stroking my erection.

"Like this," she said, "I'd show you but I don't want to ruin our game and besides I'm empty, another time–hey!" She cried.

I now noticed her head was craned in my direction, eyes hungrily on my masturbation.

She quickly righted herself and lightly swatted my hand away from my hard on, breasts swaying with the momentum. "This is part of the game too," she cooed, giving the tip of my cock a playful nudge.

"This is what I had in mind, since we're both on board with giving and receiving goldenshowers we should just do it but I want us to be full to the brim to make the most of it. How about a desperation contest too!"

"I couldn't be more in, this sounds like fun. What are the rules?"

"To start we both have to keep drinking the same amount of water. You have to announce when you start getting really desperate. Holding is fair game. The loser is the first to pee or lose control. However the goldenshower twist is that when you pee you have to go on me and I have to go on you. Since we both want this let's be fair about making sure we catch every drop in case of an accident! The winner can then soak the loser how they want but the loser has to clean up the winner with their mouth." She smiled seductively.

"This isn't helping my hard on. Sounds good to me. Are there any limitations? No peeing on the face or hair? I'm down for anything, I've never drank pee before but I've tasted my own once or twice."

"Soak me anywhere, baby. I've only drank my own, sometimes if I'm feeling randy but lazy I'll pee in a glass and drink some while fingering myself. Otherwise I have some when I self pee. I'm excited to feel and taste your pee from the source," she smiled passing me some water.

We did chores while taking plenty of water breaks. By now we were comfortable going nude in the mornings, letting our skin slowly tan before covering up with our suits in the afternoon to avoid the hot sun. When the sun was setting we generally stripped down again. It made peeing convenient and we loved looking at each other's bodies. It also felt so freeing. Didn't mean we didn't wet our swimsuits, however, which I think the whole reason we wear the suits.

It wasn't more than an hour and I found myself desperate as we shared a coconut on the beach. At the start of the second week, we had given up any shame of potentially being rescued in the nude. Without thinking I gave my cock a squeeze, causing Abby to giggle as I announced my need.

"Finally! We can stop drinking now. Now let's make ourselves comfortable," she said, stretching out on the mat we brought. I sat cross legged, squeezing my cock. The desperation was getting stronger.

I could see Abby was starting to feel it too, but was trying to act cool. She had shifted her foot to press up on heAr pussy. She had a slight bulge in her lower abdomen, and I could feel the hardness of my own bladder and knew I must look the same.

A wave of desperation hit and I started to fidget. Abby still seemed in control though breathing a bit harder. Her hard, darkened nipples gave away her arousal. If I could see her pussy, I'm sure it would be wet, and not from pee. 

Suddenly a huge wave of desperation hit me and I could feel some pee making it's way to the tip of my cock as a few drops escaped. I had to concede. 

"I'm not gonna make it, it's coming, quick," I announced.

With a grin Abby sat up, tossing her brown locks behind her shoulders, knelt down in front of me with an expectant look. "Well then, let me be your personal urinal," she said, lifting up her breasts with one arm, creating an enticing target, her cleavage creating a nice little cup, the perfect vessel for my hot urine.

"If I didn't have to pee so badly, I'd be rock hard right now, listening to you say that," I replied, getting into position and pointing my cock towards her.

Despite my agonizing need it was taking effort to get started. It was one thing to wet the bed together, piss together, wet our swimsuits together and gave each other a helping hand when we needed to go to the bathroom but it was another to use Abby directly as a toilet, no matter how much I wanted it, even if she was begging me to. 

Another wave of desperation hit and a spurt of sparkling clear pee spurt out of the tip of my penis. Sensing my tension Abby calmly said, “It's okay, just relax, let it all out, I'm ready for you to pee.”
Finally the dam had burst and a powerful stream coursed through my cock, spraying out of my urethra in a thick torrrent, splashing forcefully on Abby's breasts, splattering all over her chest, splashing myself in the process. I struggled to gain some flow control for a few seconds before directing my cock towards the gap in Abby's cleavage that she had made for me, my stream slapping at her now soaked flesh as the cavity filled with a pale yellow liquid, overflowing down her round breasts. My urine was now dripping off her erect nipples onto her knees below. I could see the river of my piss flowing down her stomach.
“It's so warm, this feels electric,” Abby moaned. Lifting her breasts she let them fall with a splash, wiggling in the sensation.
I now directed my stream at her nipples, peeing a little more forcefully as she moaned in arousal. Suddenly she shifted her gaze from my cock to my eyes and opened up her mouth with her tongue out thirstly. Wordless I knew what she wanted and stopped my flow and now aimed my cock at her expectant mouth. Taking care not to drown her I let it slowly release, slow droplets pattered on her chick as my stream made it's way to her tongue and open mouth as a gentle clear stream now noisily filled her mouth. After a few moments her mouth was overflowing with my piss and I stopped my flow, curious to see what she would do. To my delight she closed her mouth and had a hearty swallow. 
“Mmm, you taste better than I do,” Abby said, licking her lips before opening up again.
This time I moved a bit closer and held my cock right up to her open lips. I could feel her hot breath on my bellend. Once again I let it lazily flow out the best I could, letting the thin stream dribble off the end of my penis into her waiting mouth. Abby suddenly moved and I was shocked to find her lips now wrapped around my still weeing appendage. The new sensation was like nothing I've ever felt, the warm, soft, wetness of her lips combined with the flicking of her tongue as I was going to the bathroom directly into her mouth. Soon I lost control and my pee was now escaping between her lips and my cock. With a choking cough she swallowed what she could as she spit my dick out. 
“That felt amazing, I didn't think peeing could feel any better than it already did. Let me know when you're ready to go again, I still have plenty.”
Abby, still coughing, took a moment to collect herself. “That was really hot. Can you arc your dick upward and make a pee shower for me?” Batting her eyes as if to beg, she was already a wet mess.
My bladder still nagged so it was easy enough to point my cock upward and start a short arc, pattering onto Abby's brown locks and running down her face and hair. Closing her eyes she faced upwards into the stream and opened her mouth, filling her mouth a bit before swallowing.
Feeling I was nearing empty I paused again. “Can I pee on your pussy,” I asked. 
Abby opened her eyes after wiping away pee, “I was just about to ask.” 
Standing up she turned around and bent over, giving me ample view of her exposed snatch, taking her hands she pulled apart her butt to give me a good view of her asshole too. Both holes looked inviting, sopping wet from my hot effluence and a fair bit of Abby's juices. 
I started my stream again, this time aimed right for the center of Abby's balloon knot. She yelped in surprise as rivelets of my hot wee made their way down into Abby's lower folds. From my angle it looked like she was peeing too. After a few seconds I aimed lower at Abby's engorge labia, folds already parted as if in anticipation of my salty current. 
Abby gave out a moan in contentment as my cock pour forth onto her vagina. I moved my waning stream up and down her slick folds giving attention to her aching clitoris. I even aimed directly into her vagina which made a squelching sound as I emptied my bladder. Soon I was spent and fired the last few spurts onto Abby's back.
“I'm spent,” I gasped. 
Abby started to stand upright and gave her butt a little shake, freeing some of the warm droplets. Her hair was a sodden mess, clinging to her shoulders and glistening breasts. She was thoroughly soaked and drips of my toilet were still rolling down her legs. Even with my heavily diluted pee she stank of urine but she was smiling ear to ear. She was now fidgeting quite badly, hopping from one foot to the other.
“Now to get you all cleaned up,” I teased, knowing her desperation.
I pulled her close as she was about to protest and kissed her, I could taste nothing but my own salty pee on her lips and exploring tongue. It was electric. I moved my mouth up to her forehead, kissing while giving little licks here and there, giving attention to her ears before moving down her neck. I found the taste of my own urine mixed with her sweat to be intoxicating. 
Pulling away, Abby sat back on the mat and spread her legs, motioning me inbetween them as we kissed again. I moved down to her breasts, massaging them with both hands, giving attention to her nipples with my tongue and sucking mouth. I made sure every inch and then some of her soft, ample bosom was clean before snaking my tongue down her taught stomach. I skipped over her crotch, wanting to draw it out for as long as possible, starting down at her feet, my mouth making its way up her legs and then inner thighs before finally taking attention to her throbbing twat.
She tasted divine as my tongue hungrily explored her folds, flicking at her clitoris before making it's way into her love canal. Soon after Abby gave a squeak and hot salty fluid started to spray into my mouth.
“Sorry I lost control,” she managed to eek out as she was busy pissing into my mouth, now latched on to her quim. 
It was all I could do to try to swallow her salty, slightly bitter wee, I found I liked the taste over my own and that it wasn't too hard to swallow. I drank as much as I could while Abby tried to regain control and I soon found the stream starting to die down as I lapped at her urethra. 
“Oh my god that felt good in more ways than one,” Abby sighed. “I regained control, as much as I love for you to eat me out, I need to pee and I want to give you a good soaking! Lie down.”
Doing as I was told I soon found Abby above me, giving me a lovely view of her crack as she squatted  high above my head. Soon I felt warm droplets on my face as Abby started to pee again, I opened my mouth to catch her yellow rain as she swayed her hips causing her stream to travel across my face, moving down to my chest, splattering all over her calves. My chest hair glistened in the sunlight with her pee. With a twist of her hips she pulled her stream back to my face and stopped her flow, repositioning herself, squatting over my rock hard cock before drenching it with her bladder. The sensation was amazing, feeling her hard stream hitting my cock and her warm urine flowing down my shaft and balls.
Abby was clearly enjoying it too, her hand idling rubbing her clit as she peed. “God this is so hot, I need you inside me, are you ready?”
“More than I'll ever be,” I replied.
As Abby's stream started to die down, the last drips fell onto my cock as she lowered her pussy to meet it. I could feel the heat from her sex before I entered her labial lips, sliding in easily from the combination of all our fluids. Lowering herself down to my balls Abby gasped and then started to move up and down my shaft, grasping my hands for support and she pistoned up and down on top of me. Her warm folds softly enveloped my member as I crept closer to orgasm. Joining in her efforts, the slapping of our bodies rang out across the beach. 
Abby lowered herself to me and we passionately kissed. When she broke away she looked me in the eyes and cooed, “I have an IUD, cum inside.”
An erotic fire stoked in me as I grasped her hips and started to pump harder, causing Abby to loudly moan. “I'm gonna cum,” I groaned as red hot semen shot out from my cock, pouring into Abby's pussy. She gave out a loud cry and I felt her vagina contract as she had an orgasm, her walls now milking my pulsating cock of it's cum. After several more ropes my balls finally died down and I could feel my cum leaking out around my penis. 
We laid gasping with Abby crumpled on top of me for a few minutes before she could muster the strength to stand up. As I pulled my cock out of her she started to pee again, wetting my shaft once more. We both laughed as Abby let out the last of her pee over me, my drooling out of her well used hole. 
“You're soaked,” she finally said, “Glad I won and got to be cleaned up. I hope you didn't mind me having and accident in your mouth, it felt great to me.”
“I had a blast,” I joked, “It was hot as fuck. I really liked when I peed in your closed mouth. Felt so naughty.”
“I'm really glad it was you that got stuck on this island with me,” Abby said, looking into my eyes.
“Me too,” I said, closing in for a kiss.
“That IUD was a good idea, feeling you cum inside sent me over the edge, make sure to do it more in the future,” Abby smiled. “Now, lets get you cleaned up, you stink like piss and cum.” She laughed as she stood up and I followed her shapely bum to the hot springs.