Rick's Story

[Brutus 2,110]

(I won't indicate 'short' in parentheses anymore. The purpose of doing so was to communicate that these weren't my typical long-winded stories. I'd guess most who've been reading these know by now that a person's name in the title is one of my shorts.)

 

Rick's Story

 

Ms. Russo has lived next to us my whole life, very sweet lady. Mr. Russo died about twelve years ago and she never remarried. She has a really nice flower garden in her yard, especially the cluster of daffodils that she told me are symbols of memory and that they represent her husband. When I was seventeen, she paid me to do some work on her porch one summer, since I was handy. The job also required me to get underneath it to reinforce the wooden supports. After the first day working on it, I gathered my tools and left them in a bucket under the porch, ready for me to continue the next day. That night a few hours later, I realized that I had left my phone under their as well. It was about nine o'clock and dusk but I didn't need to bother her so I just went into her yard and crawled under the porch to look around for my phone, which was hard to see and further back than I remembered. I felt around and found it a few seconds later.

Then I heard over the sound of crickets in the distance, what sounded like a woman giggling. A few seconds later, while I was still deep under the two foot tall space, two women had sneaked into Ms. Russo's yard and were standing close to the opening. I had removed the porch skirt earlier that day so I had a clear view of two nice pair of unknown female legs from the knee down, both wearing flip flops. Just as I was about to come forward and alert them, one of them approached, turned around and carelessly stood on some of the fragile daffodils, which were at the end of their bloom and dying. She squatted down and I saw my first naked female ass, two big pale cheeks some three feet ahead of me. They were a perfect rounded shape and an overwhelming sexy sight that had me tingling all over. The heels of her feet were lifted, with all of her weight on her toes. Her pink asshole ballooned outward and a huge noisy torrent of yellow piss raged out all over the daffodils that were still standing. They were no match for such a brute force stream and instantly collapsed, getting smashed into the soil and flooded under her relentless violation.

A puddle began to rise from the dirt and trailed back under the porch right toward me and the smell of it was really strong. More pee was running across her cheeks and dripping down. Both women were giggling. I remember smelling her asshole breathing as it was winking in and out and the last few drips fell. She stood up and stepped aside, and the other woman quickly took her place, stepping on the same crushed flowers. She squatted down facing me and her pussy was staring right at me, with her shorts scrunched at her knees and thong pulled to the side, which made me realize that the first one didn't have any underwear on. This woman was shaven and had uneven labia that looked kinda wrinkled. I found them beautiful. She started to trickle for a few seconds, then exploded a tyrant of a stream that further pummeled the daffodils hard enough to break some of the leaves off and wash them under the porch. The puddle from the first woman that had partially made it's way to me was now growing again and trailed past my left arm, barely missing it. She was pissing even harder than her friend did and being that she was facing me, the sharp hissing of her stream echoed into the confined area all around under the porch and was almost deafening.

It finally occurred to me that I could be recording this, so I quickly opened the camera on my phone before she finished. I just barely caught the final few seconds of her thick stream bursting forward. I focused on the flowers as they were now crushed into a wet, beaten mess. Then I panned up to catch a shot of her pussy lips flapping as she shook her hips side to side before moving her thong back in place. Then she stood up and they both ran off, and I crawled out. No clue who they were. The next day, Ms. Russo was upset when she saw her flowers in ruin. I acted surprised out of guilt, because I could've scared those women away before they did anything, but I chose to stay quiet and watch. I did tell her that it smelled like pee and she insisted that it wouldn't be an issue. For the next few days that I worked, the hot ground under her porch stank of piss.

When the daffodils went into bloom in the spring of the following year, the ones in that spot didn't grow. Ms. Russo was heartbroken seeing that empty space among the others, the symbol of her beloved husband tarnished. When fall came six months later, she dug up the bulbs and planted new ones. In the spring that followed, still nothing grew. Those women literally ruined an old lady's perfect garden with their piss. Five years after watching them that night, I still often watch that eight seconds of film I captured. Ms. Russo, now seventy-eight years old, still plants new bulbs in that spot every fall, and still...no daffodils grow there when spring comes.

Edited July 8, 2019 by Brutus

[spywareonya 37,913]

@Brutus

Wow...

Ok, this left me speechless

It's almost archetypical

Incredible

 

 

ps Post a story also in the Challenges… I am sure you can do great...

[Peefreak99 3,703]

Another masterpiece 

[Brutus 2,110]

5 hours ago, spywareonya said:

@Brutus

Wow...

Ok, this left me speechless

It's almost archetypical

Incredible

 

 

ps Post a story also in the Challenges… I am sure you can do great...

Thanks. I didn't know there were challenges for stories. What section is it under?

[spywareonya 37,913]

3 hours ago, Brutus said:

Thanks. I didn't know there were challenges for stories. What section is it under?

I won't tell you, so you will have to check them all and maybe partecipate!!! LOOOOOOOL

Anyway they are all in the same pages so you'll find it in 15 seconds

 

Kisses!!!

[Alfresco 11,002]

Incredibly well written story and a very different perspective.  Loved it.  Thanks @Brutus

I am finding it difficult to believe that a bit of pee would stop the daffodils coming back next year let alone stopping anything growing there for five years though.

[Brutus 2,110]

2 hours ago, Alfresco said:

Incredibly well written story and a very different perspective.  Loved it.  Thanks @Brutus

I am finding it difficult to believe that a bit of pee would stop the daffodils coming back next year let alone stopping anything growing there for five years though.

Thanks.

With your concern about them growing back, trust me it was difficult to justify them being killed completely but I did a ton of research on daffodils for this and they need to spend many months storing energy to grow in spring. Plus human urine needs to be diluted to not harm plants, and in small quantities, so combine two potent floods all at once and the daffodils storage process being ruined by toxic soil, you could justify no growth for that long in rare cases. Originally Ms Russo died trying to replant them so it had a supernatural element that also cursed the soil but I didn't want a tragic ending to deflate the fetish element, so I changed it last minute.

[spywareonya 37,913]

16 minutes ago, Brutus said:

Thanks.

With your concern about them growing back, trust me it was difficult to justify them being killed completely but I did a ton of research on daffodils for this and they need to spend many months storing energy to grow in spring. Plus human urine needs to be diluted to not harm plants, and in small quantities, so combine two potent floods all at once and the daffodils storage process being ruined by toxic soil, you could justify no growth for that long in rare cases. Originally Ms Russo died trying to replant them so it had a supernatural element that also cursed the soil but I didn't want a tragic ending to deflate the fetish element, so I changed it last minute.

It would have been Amazing both ways, indeed what made it so great is its dramatic atmosphere, so...

One of your best, you ALWAYS write Paramount but this time, something surpassed the Others… deep. Really Amazing.

 

For plants, kill plants with piss is NOT that easy as I took countless pisses (not dribbles from innocent girls, I mean my floods of 1 liter per time) to kill my neighbour's flowers… but indeed Daffodils seem to have a special vulnerability...

Ahahahahha I respect Wordsworth, but that poetry was SOOOOOO BORING!!!!!

Maybe the original draft of the story could be expalined with irreprehensible Russo Family being instead bad and greedy people, and both their deaths were caused by the two witches, who maybe got their family financially ruined by the Russos...

[Brutus 2,110]

2 minutes ago, spywareonya said:

Maybe the original draft of the story could be expalined with irreprehensible Russo Family being instead bad and greedy people, and both their deaths were caused by the two witches, who maybe got their family financially ruined by the Russos...

Ha! I considered that, making it be her punishment for evils in her youth to die in her garden in frustration. But it seemed to be going a bit too deep and I wanted to keep it somewhat simple.

[spywareonya 37,913]

18 minutes ago, Brutus said:

Ha! I considered that, making it be her punishment for evils in her youth to die in her garden in frustration. But it seemed to be going a bit too deep and I wanted to keep it somewhat simple.

Yes, yes… and yet I think that from somebody like you, it would have been appreciated nonetheless, as you write magnificently

My LOCH kinkiNESS will get very dark and very strange soon!!!

Anyway, i understand your choice and can't say nothing but spectacular

[Alfresco 11,002]

@Brutus  Thanks for the info on daffodils.   As @spywareonya says, it was a cracking story right through and I enjoyed it because it was a totally different persepective than you normally get in stories. 

[spywareonya 37,913]

2 hours ago, Alfresco said:

@Brutus  Thanks for the info on daffodils.   As @spywareonya says, it was a cracking story right through and I enjoyed it because it was a totally different persepective than you normally get in stories. 

Brutus is great  at focusing onto nasty women, he has a definite capability to create Majestic and cruel female characters, without EVER getting them "forced", Always remaining FRESH

It's not a feature everybody does posses