2 More Short Stories

[Brutus 2,110]

Hi everyone, I have two new stories here, with the second one posted as a reply below.

 

William's Story

 

My coworker Melissa and I have become good friends over the past three years and have a good working relationship. I've always felt there's attraction between us. Aaron from IT jokes that she just flirts with me to stroke her ego and doesn't respect me but he says a lot of dumb things. Anyway, she was promoted to supervisor last month due to department expansion and everyone at work was happy for her. We even threw a little office party that I planned as celebration. One of the first things she did with her huge salary increase was buy a new car. She'd mentioned love of American muscle cars in the past and sure enough, pulled up to work last week in a brand new 2019 Dodge Challenger R/T with a dazzling blue finish. You could feel the joy radiating from her. I was lucky enough to join her and another coworker in it for lunch that day. It was just a five minute drive but it was so hot seeing her work the gearshift, as if she could be any hotter. Melissa's the only woman I personally know that can drive a manual and she was in complete command of this beast of a car. She's even started dressing a little hotter lately, with shorter skirts, tighter tops, a bit of cleavage and different hair styles. She's so incredible, as I've told her countless times and yet her boyfriend Jake is an ungrateful asshole that doesn't appreciate her, but...

Speaking of assholes, last night my buddy Matt was supposed to pick me up after work since my car is being worked on but he never showed up and wasn't answering his phone. I asked Melissa for a ride and she said, “Let's go girl!” It's a little joke she started last year, calling me girl. The other ladies call me that too now.

Following her outside gave me a perfect view of those shapely smooth legs and no sign of panty lines visible under that short tight skirt. A quick stroll across the lot and we climbed into her car. Then Melissa did something very sexy when she took her heels off and tossed them in the back on the floor, then pulled her skirt up a bit, I guess to allow her legs enough room to drive. With most of her thick thighs exposed, she pressed her foot into the clutch and fired up the car. Man, that V8 power is just awesome and she is not afraid to unleash it on the road. Another unexpected but very sexy thing happened next. Not long after we hit the road, I smelled something. It was faint at first but eventually, the smell of her pussy was in the car! Having her legs slightly open with a skirt barely covering her crotch allowed the day's musk down there to escape and it was so arousing I could barely carry conversation. Her legs, bare feet on the pedals, fast driving and that feminine aroma was total overload to my senses.

It got better though, keep reading! After a ten minute ride that should've taken fifteen, we arrived at my house and I gave her twenty bucks for the favor. Melissa said, “Can I use your bathroom, I gotta pee!” She went on to say that the women's at work was being cleaned by the maintenance guy so she figured just use mine. The thought of her using my toilet was so exciting that I immediately assured her she was welcome to. I hoped that maybe I'd be able to finally hear her. I let us in and directed her to the bathroom. She took her shoes off again, this time to get up the stairs faster. I stood there undoing my tie and watching her awesome calves as she hurried up my squeaky old stairs, not to mention that I could almost see up her skirt from that angle. It felt surreal having her in my house for the first time. Barely a few seconds after closing the door, the sound of her peeing was audible all the way down to where I was! I carefully crept up to the top of the staircase and it was apparent that Melissa wasn't kidding around about having to pee.

In my twenty-eight years, this was the LOUDEST damn piss I'd ever heard from a woman! It had a strong shrill hiss that ended at a lower octave than it started with. It stopped and I heard her moan, which was super sexy. Then she went back to full bore eruption again, with the same downward change in octave through its duration. Again she stopped, moaned, erupted, then again over and over. I must've been standing there listening for roughly thirty seconds and she was still going in these short intense noisy bursts but then, the timing became erratic. She'd stop for half a second and then the next stop might be three or four seconds. At one point I heard a brief, rapid series of sharp hisses then a big long, steady gush so hard that it sounded like it was making the toilet gag. Her stream had become an unpredictable mix of every piss sound possible, various pressures and went on for easily over a minute. It seemed endless partly because of the breaks but even without them, it was clear that Melissa has a huge bladder. Toward the end, a loud fart clapped from her ass during a pause, another thing I never expected I'd hear from her! A long silence and one more hard eruption of pee finally ended it. The sound of a flush was my queue to rush back down before she came out. On her way down the stairs, she was smiling in relief and telling me that my soft cushioned seat was the most comfortable toilet she'd ever had her ass on. Then I noticed her nipples were now hard and visible under her shirt. Did she have a peegasm?! That would explain those moans!

After she put her shoes back on and said goodnight, I went up to the bathroom to make sure my toilet actually survived. Her body scent was in the air, with a strong pussy and ass smell hovering around the toilet that I inhaled deeply as it faded. The seat still had her imprint on it as it was returning to shape. Looking closer, there were streaks of partially wiped piss on the back of it. My guess is that given how quickly she started peeing, it must've sprayed wildly before she could lower her ass all the way down. She'd obviously seen her mess and wiped it but left a good bit behind so she probably just didn't notice there was more. I took some tissue and wiped the rest.

Then I happened to look down in front of the toilet and noticed that the floor was wet. Melissa's stream was so strong that it sprayed forward under the seat. She told me in the past that her pee sometimes does that when she's bursting and leaves her legs and feet a little wet, so you'd think she would've checked for any floor splash before leaving. It was definitely a noticeable size spot but again, she must not have seen it. She would never intentionally leave her piss on my floor. Besides, her innocent little mess was so hot anyway! I lifted the seat up and sure enough, more splashes on the underside where it went through! I keep trying to picture how insane Melissa's stream must've looked..and wondering if she always pisses like that. Like I said, she's incredible.

 

[Brutus 2,110]

This one was a collaboration between myself and @miniskirtpisser. She provided great insight and ideas that I incorporated after asking her via PM. Thank you MSP!

 

Becky's Story

 

I'd been at the hospital comforting Anne and her kids for a few hours. Her mother had just suffered a stroke and it wasn't looking good. She asked me to go to their house and get the iPad from her bedroom so little Nicole could distract herself. She was the youngest at nine years old and wasn't dealing with the news well, so I was happy to help. This simple task proved anything but simple. Isn't that how things always turn out though? First thing is, thanks to McDonald's tempting me with a new limited-time cinnamon latte an hour before, I felt a growing ache in my bladder on the way to Anne's house, which was bearable for the moment but I'll come back to that. Why did I have to order a large? Next thing not being simple, her husband Robert was home. His truck was in the driveway when I arrived. He'd left work early and made a quick stop home before heading to the hospital to join the family. Why was his presence an issue? Because a few months ago during a new years party with some friends, he got a little drunk and grabbed my ass in the kitchen. Their kids and everyone else were in the next room so I was discreet but stern when I told him don't ever do it again. So there's an awkwardness between us now but luckily Anne called as soon as I let myself in and he was coming down the stairs, allowing me to avoid talking to him and just nod my head hello as he headed out.

My bladder was now starting to ache pretty bad but she wanted to make sure I found the iPad and I figured it would only take a minute so I headed to their room first and she guided me to it. I found it soon enough but a few minutes later we were still on the phone because she started getting chatty and I didn't want to rush her off, even though I really needed to pee at that point. She needed someone to talk to so I listened. Then of course there had to be a third thing making this even less simple. Her brother Lance stopped by and headed up straight to the bathroom while I was still talking to Anne. He'd been living there for a few weeks while his home was being repaired. Lance waved hello and hurried in. I even heard the toilet lid tap the tank as he opened it and knew he'd be in there a while. It was fucking unbelievable...I guess the world had just decided to take a piss on me first.

Anne finally let me go after a good cry and my comforting, some ten minutes later. My bladder was now at critical mass, like “nothing else in the world matters” critical mass. My legs were crossed and breathing was heavy. Waiting for Lance to be done wasn't an option. I started looking around the bedroom for anything that could double as a container before I pissed on myself. Then I noticed Peanut, their cat, crawl out from under the bed and take a seat, looking at me like “Hey Becky I'm here to make this even worse because fuck you!” Great, now I had a purring observer as I continued looking for something big enough for this desperate piss that was about to make its grand exit against my will. There was nothing and I mean nothing, in the closet, drawers, bedside tables, nothing remotely usable except...Robert's little coffee machine on the table next to Anne's makeup vanity. The real irony is that I bought it for him as a Christmas gift just days before he grabbed my ass. Anne doesn't drink coffee so it felt like a beautiful twist of fate all of the sudden, knowing my intentions wouldn't affect her. Maybe the world didn't hate me after all. The glass pot was still half full with coffee from that morning, but the reservoir on the back was empty. I knew it probably wasn't big enough for the amount I had ready but it was something. I rushed over to grab it, placed it on the floor with the lid on the back open, lifted my skirt and pulled my undies aside. Squatting directly over it, a crazy fucking stream damn near split me open as it came bursting out and crashing into the reservoir hard enough to make the entire machine wobble for a bit. Of course piss was splashing back up and all over my inner thighs. It was a mess. And the noise...I'm still surprised Lance didn't hear it.

The relief of feeling that pulsing ache fading away was so good that anyone could've walked in and it wouldn't have done shit to stop me. Seeing my wicked stream fill the coffee maker that Robert would use the next morning made me giggle like a little girl, especially when I saw some of my juices hanging down briefly and fall in to mix with the pee. Such a nice touch but as I suspected, it was way too much pee and when it reached the edge I tried to clench and cut my flow off. My plan was to quickly grab the half-filled pot and hopefully it had enough room for me to finish. The problem was that I couldn't stop, which made me panic and cup my hand over my pussy. Oh what a great idea that was...yeah Becky just make your piss spray from all directions through your fingers and out the sides of your hand. Just make it spray all over your feet with your sandals on, the side of the coffee maker and the carpet. After a few seconds of that it was done, or so I thought until I stood up and then another surprise burst spilled down my damn leg. I took a moment to compose myself from the whole ordeal before figuring out what to do next.

I went down to the kitchen with the filled machine, dumped it in the sink and made sure not to clean it so the next brew would have my nice new special flavor! Lance was now starting the shower, so at least I didn't have to be sneaky coming back up to the bedroom with paper towels. I wiped my legs and anything in the bedroom that was wet, then the outside of the coffee maker and placed it back on the table in its original place. The wetness I made in the carpet would dry in time, so I pressed the towels into it for a moment for what could be absorbed quickly and decided not to worry about the remaining dampness, especially since Peanut could easily take the blame for that anyway. Sorry Peanut, I love you! I finally left, threw the soiled towels in the kitchen trash, cleaned the sink with a Clorox wipe and got in my car. Back at the hospital in intensive care with everyone sitting around the family matriarch, I handed the iPad over to Nicole. Anne gave me a big hug, sniffling in tears with emotion over the impending loss. I felt terrible for them and cried with her, but underneath my tears...was the hidden joy of knowing that Robert's next cup of coffee at home would sorta give him access to my body again, but this time on MY fucking terms!

 

 

Edited December 13, 2019 by Brutus

[wetwulf 3,185]

I love your stories @Brutus. So believable and hot!

[Brutus 2,110]

On 12/13/2019 at 10:00 AM, wetwulf said:

I love your stories @Brutus. So believable and hot!

Thanks. Believability is my first priority with these so I actually spend more time thinking of scenario than pee!

[miniskirtpisser 335]

Thank you for the two awesome stories, Brutus!! I love the changes that you made with the second one. I felt that it was much much better than the original draft that you sent to me. I love the first one as well. I never know that simply listening to a woman peeing can be that sexy. I thought you’d always need the visual aspect as well. Thanks for changing my mind 😊

[Dr.P 1,455]

Brutus,

Thanks for two great, new stories. I have missed reading your stories, recently. Welcome back!

I agree with your top priority being believability. That priority is always very evident in your work, and especially in these latest two stories.

I can readily relate to "William's Story," Since I once had a g.f., "Ellie," who peed in a similar style to "Melissa," not quite so elaborate, but with the door always half open, so the sound quality was excellent. I admire your detailed description of her peeing sounds, right down to the differences in her sonic pitch, at the beginnings and ends of her eruptions, and your excellent "forensic" examination of your toilet, after she left, reconstructing the details of her style, and her mishaps.

The fact that "Melissa" left so many very intimate clues, both sonic, and physical, to her peeing style, for "William," and the fact that she has confided very intimate details, to him, like her pee spraying forward, under the seat, makes me wonder if she was intentionally teasing him, or testing his interest, hoping that he will show more overt interest in her peeing, in a sequel story.

I also love "Becky's Story," with all of the complicated actions a desperate woman might take, and their consequences, to relieve the pressure in her bladder. Very realistic and imaginative, in great detail. I'm guessing that miniskirtpisser may have helped to keep the details believable, with her insights, from a female's experience, and point of view.

Note to miniskirtpisser on the effect of a woman's peeing sounds on a man's interest: To a finely tuned ear, such as that of Brutus, or myself, those sounds can be very erotic, because the listener can imagine the detailed actions, corresponding to the sounds, a sharp spray, giving rise to a high-pitched hiss, for example, or a low-pitch associated with a powerful gush, going straight down into the toilet. The listener creates his own visual aspect.

Once I had listened to my g.f., "Ellie's" peeing sounds, I was totally hooked. Couldn't get enough of them. Whenever she excused herself to pee, I always found a location where I could listen, just as "William" did, in the story.

Thanks again, for two great stories. I'm hoping that male-female collaboration becomes more common, in stories on Pee Fans. Hope to read more.

Dr.P

 

[miniskirtpisser 335]

@Brutus and @Dr.P, thank you for the insight regarding sounds of women peeing. May I know whether it is more exciting to hear only the sound of the stream or to hear the hissing sound interspersed with some sighs and moans? I’m asking because when I pee after long time of holding, I tend to sigh and moan as well. It felt more erotic that way for me. 

@Brutus If you feel that you’d like me to post that other question somewhere else, please let me know. I don’t want to accidentally “hijack” the comments thread on your story. 

- MSP -

[Brutus 2,110]

@Dr.PThanks, glad you're still enjoying them. I haven't browsed the fiction area in months but if you've done more as of late, I've always enjoyed yours as well and I'll get caught up on them in time, along with other writers I enjoy. 

With Melissa, yes she does tease William, but not due to trying to gauge his interest. In the first paragraph it's mentioned that she doesn't respect him. That is the foundation of her behavior toward him. William is the classic overly nice guy that is seen as a wuss to women and he doesn't realize it. He pedestalizes her, and she takes advantage of it. This is reinforced by her calling him 'girl', meaning she doesn't see him as a real man, nor do his female coworkers. So when she uses his toilet, she treats it with reckless behavior, leaving her piss on the seat and floor because she doesn't respect him or his property and knows he won't confront her about it. As mentioned, she is aware of her tendency to spray through the seat, so she knew what she did and left it. It was tough to convey this subtle undertone of disrespect without it being too on the nose but it wasn't super important anyway.

With Becky, yes I reached out to miniskirtpisser because I wanted a woman's input since this is the most detailed female perspective story I've written. She pointed out numerous things in my original draft that were a bit off and also offered some ideas to spice it up, particularly the part where Becky places the coffee maker on the floor and eventually cups her pussy in panic. Also the original involved an affair between Becky and Robert but I decided to change it to a soft revenge story and that worked much better.

And yes, more male female collabs would be great. I certainly enjoyed it!

Edited December 15, 2019 by Brutus

[Brutus 2,110]

1 hour ago, miniskirtpisser said:

@Brutus and @Dr.P, thank you for the insight regarding sounds of women peeing. May I know whether it is more exciting to hear only the sound of the stream or to hear the hissing sound interspersed with some sighs and moans? I’m asking because when I pee after long time of holding, I tend to sigh and moan as well. It felt more erotic that way for me. 

@Brutus If you feel that you’d like me to post that other question somewhere else, please let me know. I don’t want to accidentally “hijack” the comments thread on your story. 

- MSP -

I can't speak for all men but for me, it's so rare to hear sighs and moans along with a woman peeing that yes it would be more exciting just due to the rarity alone. Remember that for us, hearing women pee is usually going to be from a distance, like outside the women's room and maybe hearing a faint to somewhat clear stream or hiss but we're not close enough to make out something like a subtle sigh or moan like you'd be able to hear sitting in the next stall. You'd have to moan pretty loudly to be heard beyond the restroom, but if I heard a moan that would certainly make it more arousing, unless it seems like she's doing it intentionally and it isn't natural. 

Which brings me to your previous comment about how arousing just hearing a woman peeing can be. I assure you, sound is powerful. It forces your mind to paint a picture when the sound of a stream is all you have. When we see an attractive woman enter a restroom and then hear her stream coming out, it's exciting because we know that her entire ass and pussy are out, and her pee is rushing out of her most intimate area. Then if it's clearly a loud and strong stream then you start to picture how thick it looks, are her labia changing the sound and flow and if it's coming out at an angle, is she splashing the seat or her legs, will she wipe, all kinds of things to ponder. It's almost like a tiny touch of intimacy. When you hear a really insane stream, that's extremely exciting because it's such a gripping experience.

[gldenwetgoose 20,236]

Great - can't wait for the next Melissa instalment...

[Dr.P 1,455]

@Brutus wrote:

@Dr.P Thanks, glad you're still enjoying them. I haven't browsed the fiction area in months but if you've done more as of late, I've always enjoyed yours as well and I'll get caught up on them in time, along with other writers I enjoy.

@Brutus, Yes, I always enjoy your stories because of the detail and the believability which you achieve, so consistently. And your reasoning processes parallel mine, to a remarkable extent.

Thanks for your insights into the characters of "William," and "Melissa." I didn't catch the importance of the profound disrespect which "Melissa" held for "William," and the extent to which it motivated her behavior. I was thinking more along the lines of her trying to turn him on, by sharing intimate confidences, and "marking her territory" in his bathroom, with her pee, rather than disrespect.

Your collaboration with miniskirtpisser on "Becky" was very successful, I think. The uniquely female insight really nailed the believability, particularly where she cups her pussy, in panic. And I agree that the soft core revenge story works very well, between "Becky" and "Robert."

I have started a new series in the fiction area, over the past few months, revolving around "Marcia," a real woman whom I met and flirted with, on a trip to Taiwan, in mid October. The flirtation was very real, but it stopped, at some point, and I have written a fictional prequel, and some fictional sequels to it, fantasies about possible directions, that it might have taken, or might take. This series of stories contains bi-lingual dialog, Mandarin Chinese, and English, which has been challenging to write, but a lot of fun, for me, since I have a nodding acquaintance with the language.

Dr.P

 

[Dr.P 1,455]

@miniskirtpisser wrote:

"@Brutus and @Dr.P, thank you for the insight regarding sounds of women peeing. May I know whether it is more exciting to hear only the sound of the stream or to hear the hissing sound interspersed with some sighs and moans? I’m asking because when I pee after long time of holding, I tend to sigh and moan as well. It felt more erotic that way for me."

@miniskirtpisser,

Thanks for a fascinating question, to which I admit I haven't given much thought, because it has been a rare experience, for me. I think it would be far more exciting to hear the hissing sound interspersed with some sighs and moans, and even some words, like curses, when her stream goes awry. Anything which increases the intimacy of the connection between me and her, while she is peeing, increases my excitement. Sighs and moans of relief, or excitement are the best, especially if she knows I can hear her, and she wants me to.

On rare occasion, women have continued to carry on conversations with me, while they are peeing. I find that very exciting, no matter what the subject of the conversation may be. I would love it if she would share intimate information, related to her ongoing pee, in real time, like, "My leg got wet!" or "The seat got wet, when it sprayed!"

Dr.P

[Peefreak99 3,703]

That's what i call a masterpiece