Music Festivals

[justanotheromoaccount 164]

The worst part of music festivals, hands down, are the portapotties.

There’s nothing worse than a fucking portapotty, in Maia’s eyes.

Either they’re disgusting or they’re being used, usually not even to go to the bathroom but to do drugs or have sex.

That’s all she can think about while she’s stuck in a crowd, listening to a band she wasn’t even there for, bursting from all the alcohol she enjoyed throughout the day. She turned back towards the portapotties, the lines stretching out longer than the ones to get inside. It was unreal. She watched guys sneak off towards the woods and girls stay in line, some in the same boat as her. Her eyes focused specifically on a girl in the middle of the line in a crop top and short shorts, her hands shoved between her legs as she potty danced. Poor thing, she thought, the line isn’t moving at all. She kept groaning and dancing and holding herself, obviously just wanting the line to move. Even an inch. Even an inch closer to release. She was so focused on her that her own need went away for a moment, instead just thinking about how much that girl was bursting and how much longer it would be before she pissed herself or said fuck it and went somewhere else.

She stilled for a moment, her eyes growing wider. She moved her hands away from her crotch for a moment and Maia watched a tiny dot of wetness appear on her shorts and grow to about the size of a quarter. Oh yeah, she’s at the end of her rope. She sighed and stepped out of line and walked up to where the portapotties were. Maia wondered for a moment if she was just going to cut the line and barge in on whoever was in there, but to her surprise she kept walking and got in the space between the portapotties. She must’ve been too drunk, high, or plain desperate, because in front of everyone she braced herself and pulled down her shorts, already starting to piss before they were all the way down.

Watching her go made Maia’s need come back all at once, plus more, and she groaned loudly as she pressed her thighs together. Fuck, she needed to go now. The lines were too long, she’d never make it to the portapotty even if she wanted to. Looking around, she saw a large discarded cup in the dirt. She grabbed it up and placed it between her feet, hoping no one was looking at her. She reached in the waistband of her skirt and pulled her panties aside, sighing to herself as she relaxed. She pushed hard so the stream would fall straight between her legs, filling up the cup under her.

And fill up the cup she did.

After over a minute of still peeing, she risked a look down to notice the cup was close to full. Luckily for her, her stream weakened right as the cup was about to overflow, the weak stream causing the little bit left to trickle down her bare leg. She shook for a moment before carefully walking away from the cup, she knew that was wrong but it was better than trying to carry a hot piss cup through a crowd of people.

[Pete Guy 172]

This is great! Would love to read more about Maia and how she managed to get into that state, and more of her desperate exploits throughtout the weekend!

[spywareonya 37,912]

Music festivals are the best

 

On ‎8‎/‎1‎/‎2019 at 9:43 PM, justanotheromoaccount said:

There’s nothing worse than a fucking portapotty

Yes, I definitely agree, that's why I never use them!!!

That girl is AMAZING!!!

 

On ‎8‎/‎2‎/‎2019 at 6:33 PM, Pete Guy said:

This is great!

Indeed

 

 

 

Music festivals are great chance for public pissing

I have tons of memories about peeing in full view of everybody with a high squat on the grass with people all around!!!

Edited August 6, 2019 by spywareonya