At University Pt 2: My New Neighbour

[BeneathMyWillow 840]

Hi folks, this is part two. The first part of this series is here, and if you want to read the previous series with this set of characters first, it starts here. Enjoy!

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My first couple of days at university were a bit of a blur. Like a lot of UK universities, we don't get lectures in the first week of term, to give everyone a chance to settle in. But still there seemed to be a lot to do -- show up to some welcome speech, sign up to the sports centre and the health centre and a dozen other things, go to the societies fair and check out all the sports clubs and whatever on offer -- and it seemed like everywhere I walked there were flyers for this club night or that society or the other political campaign. I could barely keep track of it all.

I hung out a bit with my new flatmates. They were all right, but I wouldn't say I fit in with them too well. I've ended up in a flat of mostly boys, and the kind of sporty, rich kid boys I never liked much at school. They drink a lot, and they're loud and boisterous. Whenever I go in the kitchen with them there I can feel half of them staring at my tits. Which I wouldn't mind if they were nice about it, but they never seem particularly interested in talking, just looking.

I spent a lot of time with Maddie, Adam and David in those first few days. We'd spend the day playing video games in my flat, and go out for a couple of drinks in the evening. I was happy to be with my friends again. After a few days of us spending our days sitting around in my room, though, the smell of four people's piss was starting to get quite strong. I took to keeping the window ajar for ventilation, and thought that I should probably look into some sort of carpet cleaner.

There was only one other girl on my corridor. Her name was Kimberly, or Kim, and she lived just one door down from me. She was a touch shorter than me, and had beautifully lush blonde hair and soft, slightly tanned skin.

I wanted to get to know her -- we were the only two girls after all -- but I didn't get a chance for the first few days. She seemed to spend a lot of her time either out or alone in her room. The first chance I got to speak to her, I was on my way back from the showers, naked except for a towel wrapped around me. She was walking the other way with a handful of empty canvas bags, apparently going out for groceries. She said hi as she passed, looking a bit embarrassed to have caught me undressed, but the situation didn't bother me at all of course. I said hi back, then opened the door to my room and invited her inside. I wondered if she might be too busy, but she followed me inside.

We chatted for a few minutes about how we were both settling in. While we talked, I slipped off the towel I had been wearing and pulled on a dressing gown, not worrying about how much she saw. Kimberly looked surprised for the few seconds that I was naked, but she didn't object.

We talked about various things. Kim also didn't think much to our flatmates, which was why she'd been avoiding the kitchen. It turned out that she was also doing philosophy, so we would be doing lectures together. She liked swimming and horse riding, and had already signed up for the swimming club here. She was from Surrey, and -- she didn't say this but I guessed it -- had pretty well-off parents. I loved the sound of her voice. She had a very rich accent, in both senses -- full of warmth and layers, and also quite posh. She talked softly, and always sounded like she was smiling.

She stayed to talk for about half an hour. Apparently she'd lost track of time, because when she glanced at my alarm clock and realised how long she'd spent here, she said she was really sorry but she would have to run off to get to the shops before they closed. I said she was welcome to come by any time if she wanted to chat or play video games, and she said she might come back later today if I didn't mind.

Once she'd gone, I sat in my chair for a while, staring blankly in the direction of the closed door. Kim was a fun person to talk to, and I hoped we'd talk again soon.

I felt some pressure in my bladder. I'd had a cup of tea before I went for my shower, and in the time Kim and I had been talking it must have passed through me. Absent-mindedly I pulled my dressing gown out of the way, spread my legs and pissed from the chair onto the floor. I smiled as I watched my stream arc down and splatter onto the carpet, as I watched the puddle spread over the surface and slowly soak in. The pee smell in my room wasn't as bad today as it had been. I wondered if Kim had noticed the smell, or if she'd be weirded out by it if she did. I hoped she wouldn't.

 

I went out that afternoon to join Maddie and Adam for a drink. They had something on that evening, so I headed back home on my own. I didn't use the toilet before I left the bar, and the long walk back, with the chilly evening air up my skirt, meant that by the time I came within sight of my block of flats I was already thinking longingly of the soft, absorbant carpet in my room and the huge piss I was about to flood it with.

As I climbed the stairs and passed the kitchen, I glanced through the window and saw Kim, packing away her shopping into her allotted kitchen cupboard. Deciding to cross my legs for a couple more minutes, I stuck my head around the door to say hi and tell her she was welcome to call in this evening if she wanted. She smiled and said that sounded good. Feeling another twinge in my bladder, I waved goodbye for now and hurried back to my room.

As soon as I was through the door I lifted my skirt and crouched down in the corner beside the sink, too lazy to pull my knickers down. I pissed with full force through the cotton, feeling the warmth spread through the material until it enveloped my vag and bum. I looked down to watch the rivulets pouring down, one main stream from below my pee hole and a few smaller trickles from where the piss collected in my panties before it fell. I listened to the sound of it drumming into the carpet, and to how the tone changed as the carpet became sodden. The relief in my bladder felt amazing, as did the horny tingling in my stomach.

Then the door -- I'd been in such a rush I hadn't locked it -- the door opened and somebody walked in. It was Kimberly. She froze when she saw what I was doing.

“Oh my god -- I'm so sorry --” she said, her expression shocked.

I tried to stop my stream, tried to stand up without letting it run down my legs. “Kim --”

“I'll come back,” said Kim, “Finish, er, what you're doing.”

She stepped outside and the door clicked shut behind her. I stood up, slowly. I'd emptied most of my bladder, and wasn't really in a mood to finish off. I wanted to run after Kim, but wasn't sure if that was a good idea. I was also aware that I'd got the hem of my skirt pretty wet in my panic when she first came in. I undid the skirt and kicked it into the laundry basket, then pulled on another from my wardrobe. Still unsure what to do, I crossed to the door and opened it.

I'd expected Kim to have gone back to her room, but she was just outside in the corridor.

“Hi,” she said, giving me a sheepish smile.

“I'm so sorry about that,” I said.

“Oh no,” said Kim, in that gorgeously plummy voice of hers. “It was my fault. I should have knocked. I didn't expect -- well. You know.”

I returned her smile with a rather awkward one of my own.

For several seconds we faced each other, before Kim said, “Do you mind if I come in?”

I realised I was blocking the doorway, and stood back, holding it open for her as she came into my room. Kim looked around, smiling, taking in my rather messy room -- the books stacked up on the shelves, the paper already strewn across the desk, the posters I'd bought from the Student's Union the other day. She must also have seen the large puddle I'd left over by the sink, but she didn't mention it. Instead she focussed on the Xbox wired up to the monitor.

“Did you say you have Left 4 Dead?” Kim asked.

We spent a while killing zombies, perched on the edge of my bed and sipping cans of coke. For the first few minutes we didn't talk much. Then Kim started talking about other things -- what she'd bought while out shopping, what I'd been up to with my friends, what our plans were for the rest of the week. I saw her gaze drift down to the puddle a few times, always flicking away again.

After some time, Kim brought up the subject.

“So, is that something that you do a lot? Pee on the floor, I mean.”

I hesitated, not wanting to tell her just how often I'd been doing it here. “Sometimes.”

“Do you mind if I ask why?” said Kim. She asked so politely, it was as though we were talking about why I'd chosen this colour nail polish.

I took a deep breath. “It's convenient, I guess,” I said. “There always seems to be someone in the loo when I need to go.”

This was at least partly true -- there were only a couple of toilets between a flat of seventeen, and they were often occupied. I had no idea whether someone had been in when I'd passed this evening, however.

“And,” I continued, “we know that all the guys are pissing in the sink, right? You've heard them. I'd do that if I could, but I can't reach. So sometimes I go, you know, in the laundry basket or something. And sometimes just on the floor. I'll clean it up.”

Kimberly looked thoughtful. “So … it's purely a convenience thing? It's just easier?”

I hesitated again. “It's … partly about the convenience,” I admitted.

She smiled. “I have lots of friends who are into weird stuff,” she said. “I'm not going to judge anyone. I mean, fuck, it's your room, isn't it? You don't need to worry about me. Have you done it for a long time, or is it new?”

I told her about the summer, about meeting Maddie and Adam in Cornwall and their pee-anywhere house. The topic changed, and we chatted and played for another hour or so. We got stuck on the final level. Kim was getting very into the game, swearing fruitily every time we died.

I was becoming aware of a growing pressure in my bladder. I hadn't emptied fully when Kim interrupted me, and the coke that I was drinking wasn't helping. If Kim didn't leave soon I'd have a decision to make -- should I do what a normal person would do and walk to the toilets, or should I not?

“Listen, Kim,” I said, pausing the game. “I think I'm gonna have to go for a piss.”

“Well, go for it,” said Kim. “Can't you piss and play?”

After worrying how she might react, I was taken aback by this. “You don't mind?”

“Just pretend I'm not here,” she said, unpausing the game. “Except keep playing, we're going to kill this fucker.”

I crouched down in front of the bed beside where Kim was sat, rolling up my skirt as I did so, and just let the piss flow as we kept playing. The warmth spreading through my panties and the sound of piss falling onto the carpet were both somewhat distracting for me, and I died quite quickly that go around, but I found I didn't mind that too much. I saw Kim glance down at me a couple of times, but besides that she seemed completely unfazed by what I was doing.

It was nearly midnight by the time we beat the level. Kim let out a cheer which I joined in with.

“It's been great fun,” said Kim, smiling broadly. “I'd like to do this again, if you don't mind?”

“Definitely,” I said. “I'll see you tomorrow.”

I spent a long time lying awake that night. I was super horny, but whenever I tried to rub myself off I found my thoughts drifted towards Kimberly. Something about her blonde hair and pretty face just wouldn't leave my mind. Eventually I drifted off to sleep, but I woke up feeling as confused as ever.

 

The next day, Maddie came over to visit. I knocked on Kim's door to invite her to join us as well, and she happily did. She looked cute today in short, pink shorts, a white cotton shirt and a fluffy pink jacket. Maddie was in one of her usual button-up shirts and a short skirt. When she jumped up to sit on the desk thought I caught a glimpse of black hairs up there that made me suspect she was going commando.

We had planned on playing Xbox again but didn't really get around to it. Instead we just sat around and chatted, drinking from beers that Maddie had brought with her. Maddie talked about things we should look forward to over the next few weeks, and Kim and I wondered about what to expect from our course once lectures started. I noticed that Kim's shirt hugged quite tightly around her boobs and showed the outline of her bra, and had to try hard not to stare at it (what was going on with me?)

After an hour or so I could feel my bladder getting full. Perhaps it was the beer, but I was feeling more confident than yesterday. Without saying anything to the other two, I just lifted my skirt up, shifted to the edge of my chair and peed through my knickers onto the floor. It mostly fell straight down to the carpet, but some of it must have soaked into the chair cushion as well. Kim glanced down at what I was doing, a surprised look flitting across her face before she giggled. Maddie laughed as well.

“We can piss in front of Kim, then?” she asked. “Great, I've been crossing my legs for ages.”

She also pulled her skirt up, not caring that she was showing us everything, and not even bothering to move to the edge of the desk. Her piss arced forwards. She didn't quite have the pressure to reach the edge of the desk, and her piss started to puddle on the wood before running over and dripping onto the floor. She took another sip of her beer, supremely unconcerned. I definitely noticed that Kim's gaze was lingering on her pussy. So was mine, for that matter.

We chatted a bit longer, before Maddie stood up and tossed her empty can into the recycling.

“Thanks for the company, girls,” she said. “I'd better be leaving, though. Adam's got some plans this evening.”

“Do his plans just involve the two of you fucking?” I asked.

Maddie laughed. “I'm sure it's not just that. Anyway, I'll see you around.”

Once she had gone, Kim also stood up.

“I think I'll go back to my room for a bit,” she said. “I said I'd call my parents today.”

She seemed to hesitate before leaving the room, however.

“Everything okay?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said. “I just … could do with a pee.”

I felt my heart suddenly beating faster, but tried to act casual as I said, “You could pee here if you like.”

“Yeah,” said Kim. “As long as you don't mind.”

She sank into a squat in the very middle of the room. She hadn't taken anything off, she was still in her shorts. She stayed there for a few seconds, then sighed.

“Stage fright,” she said. “I've never done anything like this before.”

“Take a deep breath,” I said, “then try to relax everything when you breath out.”

She breathed in, then out. Then she gasped, her eyes widening slightly. I could see that a damp patch had appeared on her shorts, a darker patch on the pale pink material.

“I did something!” she said. “Hang on, let me try again.”

She again breathed in, and again out. This time I saw the damp patch spread, then suddenly a forceful stream was pouring from the seat of her shorts. Kim gasped and giggled.

“I can see why you like this!” she said. “It feels so good. The warmth!”

Once she had finished she stood up again. A few trickles and drips were still running from her shorts. A huge wet patch covered her entire bum and had spread around to the front as well. The wet material clung to her contours.

“Okay,” she said. “I should go, but I'll see you later.”

 

I passed the evening watching TV and reading, but I was distracted and horny. I decided to jerk off browsing a couple of my favourite porn sites, but images of Kim kept drifting through my head -- Kim's shorts wet with her piss, Kim staring at Maddie as Maddie pissed, Kim's stream of piss soaking onto the floor. The carpet was still wet where she had done it. I kept rubbing and climaxed harder than I had done for a while. Afterwards I lay in bed, not sure what I was feeling.

Later that evening I was getting ready for bed. I brushed my teeth at the sink. As had become a habit over the last few days, I opened my legs wide and peed standing while I brushed, watching in the mirror as it fell.

There came a knock at the door. I took a few seconds to finish off peeing, taking a tissue from the box on the desk to wipe with, before I answered.

Kim was there, her blonde hair damp from the shower, all dressed up for bed in pink and grey pyjamas. She was even carrying a hot water bottle.

“Hi,” she said.

“How's it going?” I said.

“Not bad,” she said, closing the door behind her. “I'm just on the way to bed, but … well, there's a queue for the bathrooms, and I wondered if you wouldn't mind …”

I laughed. “I don't mind at all. You're always welcome to come over for a piss.”

Kim dropped into a squat, pulling her pyjamas down. She'd shaved down there, I noticed. And her backside looked very cute.

She looked down at herself as she peed, then looked up at me and smiled. “It's nice to have a backup bathroom,” she said. Then her eyes widened. “Not that -- I like your room a lot, I didn't mean --”

“It's fine,” I said, laughing. “It's a bathroom with an Xbox.”

Kim took the tissue that I offered her, stood and pulled her pyjamas back up. “A bathroom with an Xbox and a very cool person living there,” she said. “I'm glad you're my neighbour, Sarah.”

“I'm glad you're mine,” I said with a smile.

Edited August 19, 2019 by BeneathMyWillow

[wetwulf 3,324]

Oh my god @BeneathMyWillow, this was so hot! I can't wait to watch this friendship grow. One of my favorite things to see is a girl being introduced to wetting. Maybe Kim will sleep over?

[-Z. 333]

WOW what a chapter 2. Great character expansion, I’m loving this so far. 

[Sabner 3]

You‘re my favorite author here, and this story is one of your best ones so far. Nice work!

[steve25805 126,021]

12 hours ago, BeneathMyWillow said:

Absent-mindedly I pulled my dressing gown out of the way, spread my legs and pissed from the chair onto the floor. I smiled as I watched my stream arc down and splatter onto the carpet, as I watched the puddle spread over the surface and slowly soak in.

With lines like this I am absolutely loving these stories.

I love the way these characters of your just feel free to piss anywhere.

I look forward to any further instalments you might hopefully have in the pipeline.

[new2this 128]

Glad to see another post.  You're one of the people I'm most excited to see something new from.  Also @Vassal.  Plz post again @Vassal!

 

[spywareonya 37,961]

@BeneathMyWillow

I have no words to say how Amazing are your stories this year

They are Beyond words

[Lutab 1,052]

Wonderful story! Really hot. I look forward to part 3!

[BeneathMyWillow 840]

Thanks everyone! It means a lot that you all enjoy these. I've just posted part 3 here