Rebecca 03

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“So why peeing?”

“Don’t know,”

“What do you mean, you don’t know, you must have some idea.”

“No! I just know that it fascinates me and I think about it all of the time.”

“What, every day?”

“Yes.”

“Really? But you must have some idea though, surely, or how else would you have known you liked it in the first place?”

“Haven’t got a clue.”

“What are you saying, you just woke up one morning and thought, hmm I am going to annoy girls by watching them going to the Toilet from now on!”

“No of course not.”

“So what started it then.”

He seemed quite embarrassed.

“I don’t think I can tell you, it’s personal.”

“Oh right! This from the man who has just invaded my privacy in the most personal way!“

I said it in a teasing way, not accusing. He started to blush.

“Who am I going to tell anyway?“

I decided to let it go. We sat in silence for a few moments while I was trying to think of something else to talk about.

“I saw it on TV.”

“What? Women going to the Toilet? What channel do you watch?”

“No, it was a video.”

“There are videos of women going to the Toilet?”

“Course lots of them.”

“Never heard of it.”

“Have you ever seen a blue movie?”

“1 or 2, but none of the women went to the Toilet, not that I saw.”

“You have to buy special ones.”

“Right. So when did you see this video?”

“When I was at College.”

“That must have been years ago.”

“Yes.”

There was a long pause.

“It wasn’t my idea to tell the truth, I only went to keep Craig happy.”

“Craig?”

“My best friend at school. He had never seen a girl down there.”

 

“A cunt!”

“What?”

“A cunt, he had never seen a girl’s cunt.”

I smiled. He was obviously enjoying it.

“Yes.”

“And you had? Spy on your sisters did you?”

“Didn’t have to, not with Kel anyway.”

“Bit of an exhibitionist is she?”

“No not really, she just doesn’t like clothes. I remember Mum saying that she would grow out of it, but she never did. Mum used to get so mad with her, but there was nothing anyone could do. No punishments seemed to work, it just didn’t bother her. When she was at home, she just didn‘t wear clothes, that was it! Dad would take her to work with him on Saturdays to get her out of Mum hair for a while, but as soon as she got back home again, she would just strip off again.”

“So you saw what she looked like.”

“Couldn’t help it.”

 

“Where did two College boys get a blue movie from?”

“In those days you couldn’t buy them, or hire them. Someone would have had to have smuggled them in from overseas. There was a guy at College called Wayne, he was a bit older than us. He was just like the Fonz!”

“Who?”

“The Fonz, you know, Happy Days on TV?”

“Never seen it.”

“I thought everyone knew the Fonz. Anyway he was one of those really cool sort of guys. I always wanted to be like him. This is when video players were fairly new and very expensive. He had his own and a TV in his own room off their house with his own shower and everything. I was really envious of him. He had a friend, well I don’t think they were really friends, more of a side kick called Nigel. I couldn’t stand him. He thought he was another Wayne, but he was nothing like him.”

“I think I know the sort.”

“Wayne had some blue movies. Craig had managed to get Nigel to let him come along the next time they would be showing them.”

“So he could see a cunt.”

I smiled. Peter just looked at me, raised his eyebrows and carried on.

 

“He was too scared to go by himself and hassled me until I said I would go. To be honest I wasn’t really that bothered. It was to be one Friday night when Wayne’s Parents were away. We got there about 7 o’clock. We watched the first one.“

“Did you like it?”

“It was okay. There was one girl that was really cute, I didn’t mind her. And one guy was really huge. It was the first time I had seen another guy with a … you know!”

I decided not to pursue it, I had shocked him enough already.

“To be honest, I was ready to go then, I had seen enough.”

“Yes, I can’t be bothered if they go on too long. Half an hour was plenty for me.”

“Do you like them?”

“Course. I wouldn’t watch one on my own, but if I am with a boyfriend they’re okay. Sometimes. They help to get me in the mood.”

“Do you like looking at the men.”

“Sure. Some of them are a bit unreal! Freaks almost.”

“So you like the big ones?”

“Not really. I don’t mind looking at them, but that’s about all. I have had a couple of biggish boyfriends but to be completely honest, it was a bit disappointing. Some of my best times were with normal size guys. It’s true what they say, it not what you got, but how you use it. I hope you don’t mind me being honest but I think I would prefer a normal size cock to big one, if its got a good man on the end of it!“

I thought back to the cubicle. He had felt fairly big, from what I could make out, but probably not the super humans I had seen on videos.

 

“Do you like seeing the girls?”

“Of course!”

He seemed to be wanting me to say something more. I realised that he was uncomfortable with something.

“I like seeing their bodies and, well, watching them touching themselves. I love watching them as they are getting it. Some of them really do enjoy it you know, I can tell. Do you like seeing the guys?”

He blushed.

“Look it’s okay. It doesn’t mean that you are queer just because you get a buzz out of seeing your own sex you know. I imagine being gay is a lot more than that. Don’t worry about it! If you were that way inclined you would know, even if you didn’t admit it, I am sure you would know.”

He seemed reassured.

“Their okay!“

He blushed.

“Especially if they are not cut.“

He added very quietly, almost unintentionally, as if he hadn’t really wanted me to hear. I wondered if he was ’uncut” or not. I wondered if I would ever get to see his cock. Would he let me watch him pee? I was curious now.

 

“I didn’t really enjoy the second one as much. It seemed to go on and on, same thing over and over. Also the girls weren’t as nice. I had seen all I wanted to. When it finished I really wanted to go but Craig wouldn’t. I was going to just leave him there but he pleaded with me so I said one more! From when we had first arrived Nigel had been going on about the German one. It meant nothing to us. After the second one he talked Wayne into putting it on. It wasn’t like the others. The woman was a lot older not as pretty, but the thing I remember most, was that she was really hairy. Not just down there,”

‘Her cunt’, I thought, but decided to let it go,

“but her legs and armpits too. She was wearing a corset and long boots. I remember she had quite saggy … boobies, and really dark nipples. Anyway they were outside and he was sort of tied up. He had a mask thing on and she had been hitting him with a whip. I really wasn’t enjoying it. The other two videos had been, well, attractive, you know, the girls were pretty, they were in nice bedrooms, it was just like you imagined it would be, but this was quite sleazy, especially  as I didn‘t know anything about the darker side of sex then. Of course, I was still a virgin then so had no idea what it was like, sex that is!“

 

“He was on his back on the ground. She squatted over his face. I suddenly thought, ‘She’s not going to?’ The others sensed it as well and they all said ‘Oh no!’. With that, she held herself open and went in his mouth! …………..  That was it!”

There was a long pause.

“What do you mean?”

“That was it, I was hooked!”

“What, just like that?”

“Yes! Despite everything & she certainly was not the sort of girl you would take home, how crude the whole thing had been, that was it, I was completely captivated. … hooked! … addicted! … since then, not a day has gone by when I haven’t thought something about it.”

“Really? Why?”

“I honestly don’t know. I have tried to figure it out and I simply do not know, just that I am absolutely fascinated by it. That‘s all.”

“What did Craig say?”

“He was going on about how gross and disgusting it was, what a slut she was, how anyone could let someone go in their mouth. They were a really turned off by it. I think I was the only one who actually enjoyed that bit. I wanted Wayne to go back so I could see it again, but I was too scared to ask. Judging by the reaction of the others they would have thought I was pretty sick! Luck for me, she did it again later in the movie and at the end two other women turned up with two guys and they all did it, men on women as well as women on men.”

“And you didn’t mind that!”

“It’s not my favourite. I prefer women on their own, going naturally, but I will watch anything that has women going.”

“I see! So now are a pee addict!”

“You could say that!”

 

“What happened then?”

“Nothing much for a while. After that movie we went home. I think Craig had been quite disgusted by it. He didn’t say much the next day and didn’t bother to try & watch them again.“

“How about you? What did you do about you new found fascination?“

“There wasn’t much I could do. I remember thinking about it all the time, trying to recall what I had seen, but that was about all really. I used to try to listen to girls going to the toilet if I could. I would try and hang round outside the toilet when Mum or my sisters went. Sometimes I was really lucky and they wouldn’t have shut the door properly, but that was about all.“

“How many sisters have you got?“

“Just two, Marlene, who is nearly four years older than me and Kel, Kelly, who is 15 months younger.”

“That’s the Nudist one?”

“She is actually! She and Bob and their kids go to one of those Nudist places.”

“Have you ever been?”

“Hell no! I think Maria would die if I suggested it. How about you?”

“I don‘t know. I have never had the chance. I don‘t think I would have any problem stripping off in front of others, but I just don‘t know what they do all day.”

As I spoke I thought, the idea of a complete stranger seeing me naked quite appealed, but I was not going to let on.

“I suppose if I had a boyfriend who was into it I would go along, but I don’t think I would seek it out for myself.”

Yes, I thought to myself, that was exactly how I felt about it.

“You were saying?”

“Where was I?”

“Listen at toilet doors!”

 

“Was I. Oh yes. I did have some luck one afternoon. We were invited to my Uncles for a barbeque. Quite by accident, I found that I was standing outside the toilet window. It was girls inside, boys out the back. I could usually tell when they were going and as I listened to them trickling, I tried to imagine what they looked like. It was quite good fun. After that, if we went to a barbeque, I would always tried to find the Toilet or Bathroom window. Sometimes I got lucky.”

“Did you have any girlfriends?”

“I always had a girlfriend when I was growing up.”

“Same one?”

“No, but I usually went steady for a few months at least.”

“Did you ask any of them?”

“Are you kidding? They would have thought there was something wrong with me! No I never asked any of my girlfriends.”

 

“How long before you finally got to see a girl going again?”

“About six months, I suppose, when Dad bought a video player. I had been thinking about that one I had seen ever since & I decided to see if I could borrow it. I asked Nigel but he just went on about it being Wayne’s favourite. He said it was worth $500 and Wayne would not let it out of his sight. He said that he could borrow it any time, but he wasn’t prepared to pass it on to anyone else. He really pissed me off!”

“You didn’t like him, did you?”

“No I don‘t. I still see him round sometimes. He is always really friendly, but I can’t be bothered with him. Anyway a couple of days later I saw Wayne as I was leaving College & thought, I have got nothing to lose! Luckily, he remembered me and the night we had watched the videos. I told him my cousin was coming to stay, I had told him how gross the German thing was and I wondered if I could borrow it to show him. He just said yes! I couldn’t believe it! He asked me when I wanted it, so I said this weekend. He said okay, just call in Friday on my way home and pick it up. I was over the moon! I knew I was going to have the house to myself on Saturday as they were all going up to see Nana and I had managed to get out of it. When I got there, he shuffled amongst his collection, he had about thirty, then gave it to me. Then he said I could keep it if I liked, he doesn’t watch it anymore! I nearly died! So much for Nigel and his $500! I couldn’t believe my luck! It was great. Then he said he had another gross one as well I could have if I wanted. He said it was really sick too. I remember feeling really ashamed when he gave it to me. It was a proper pee movie, my first & as it turned out, better than the one I had asked for in the first place. By the way her looked at me he knew they were for me & what I was interested in. I felt really embarrassed as if I had been caught red handed!”

 

“So you had a bit of luck?”

“Well sort of. Nana had to go out so they didn’t go and I had to wait three weeks before I got another chance. I remember being terrified that someone would find them. I kept them hidden but you don’t know my Mother!”

“Worth the wait?”

“Are you kidding! The other one was perfect! It was just girls peeing, on the Toilet & squatting outside which I preferred. There were over 50 separate scenes. I still have them both.”

“Do you?”

“Yes, they are pride of place in my collection.”

“How many do you have?”

“Three hundred and sixty.”
“What! I didn’t think they could make that many about going to the toilet! Does Maria know about them?”

“Yes.”

“What does she think?”

“She doesn’t mind, so long as I keep them properly locked away. We never really discuss them.”

“Right, so what happened then?”

“Well things didn’t change much. I just had the two, which I would watch whenever I could.”

“And you still didn’t ask any of your girlfriends if you could watch.”

“Hell no, I would never had got anyone to go out with me.”

“You might be surprised”

“It was different then. Anyway I wasn’t really prepared to take the risk. I used to like listening though. I think I got to hear all of my girlfriends at least once, as well as any other friends and neighbours that happened to use our loo! Mum was the best! She seldom closes the door & the Bathroom was right next door so I used to hide in there & listen. Marlene caught me once & asked what I was up to. I was really scared so I told her I wanted to go & was waiting for Mum to finish. Luckily I got away with it! When I started work I managed to get a desk quite close to the Toilets. I could see the door & loved watching the girls going in and out all day long trying to imagine what they must have looked like weeing. One girl caught me & after she had come out walked up to my desk and said ‘What the hell are you looking at?’ I felt so guilty. I was really careful after that”

 

“It wasn’t long after I started work, that I stared my video collection. Things had freed up as far as those sorts of videos were concerned & you could buy them at the Adult shops. I got used to what I was looking for & only bought the ones that had pee scenes. Sometimes there were only one or two in the whole movie but every now & then & found ones with dozens. Most places you can take them back and swap them, but I never did. I am scared that I might not be able to find them again. It started off okay, I could hide 15 then 20, but after a while it became a real problem. In the end I bought a special cupboard which I left in a shed that Craig had as a workshop until I got my own place. I used to keep a few at home at a time and change them over. He was funny when he found out what I was collecting. He remembered that night and took great pains to point out to me that I had him to thank for my discovery. He never really found out just how serious I was about it.“

“Do you still see him?”

“No, not now. He lives overseas. He is now a Diplomat. We wrote for a couple of years, but after a while we sort of drifted apart.”

“Same thing happened with my old School Friends. So Maria is quite happy for you to own and watch them?”

“She let me buy them.”

“Did she?”

“Yes. We allowed so much each month and I could keep my collection up to date.”

“You are very lucky. I know of women who won’t have them in the house! Sounds as though you have been very fortunate.”

 

“Peter?”

I hesitated for several moments.

“Um, … I not sure whether you are still interested or not. Are you happy with what I did out the back?”

“Yes. As I said, it was perfect, better than I thought it would be. Why?”

“Well, it’s just that I will need to go again shortly.”

“What! So soon?”

“It’s the tea. I have to be very careful where I drink it because it is a real diuretic to me!”

“What’s that?”

“You don’t know? I thought you of all people would be an expert about everything to do with ladies going to the toilet by now? A ‘diuretic’,  um … let me see … it’s like a laxative for your bladder, I suppose. Yes, that is the best way to describe it. They give it to women during child birth to empty them out,  so that the bladder doesn’t get in the way.”

“Really!”

He said, blushing a little.

“Do you know what a laxative is?”

“Of course I do.”

He was quite indignant.

“It would be a good job for you!“

I said with a cheeky grin.

“Anyway …………… you can watch me if you want to.”

“Do you mean it? You wouldn’t mind?”

His face lit up. He was like a little boy. I couldn’t help smiling.

“Of course not. I have to go anyway, whether you come with me or not. It’s just that there are too many here now to risk it I think, what about you?”

He looked around. While we had been engrossed in our conversation, the place had pretty much filled up. At that moment a woman was heading into the passage as another was heading back.

“We probably wouldn’t get away with it again. Is there anywhere else you can think of, … that’s not too far away?”

He was funny. He got a real look of concentration on his face. I couldn’t stop herself from laughing.

“What?”

“No, it’s nothing!”

For all of his seriousness and the lengths he had gone to ask me, the tremendous risks he had taken, finally when he was going to get more than he had dreamed of, he had absolutely no ideas whatsoever. I realised that I would have to come to his rescue again. Not that I minded, I was looking forward to peeing for him too.

 

“There is a place, it’s a bit of a walk, so we will have to get going soon!”

“What is it?”

“It’s in an arcade. I sometimes go there when I am up the other end of town.”

“But we might get caught. What if someone comes in?”

“We will use the wheelchair one. Anyone can go in there and we can’t be disturbed.”

I couldn’t think why I had not thought of it sooner, instead of squeezing into that tiny cubicle. I was really looking forward to it now, my vagina was twitching away merrily. ‘What’s new?’ I thought, it had been twitching on and off all night. That was not going to change until I got home and did some serious masturbating. I wondered if he would be masturbating tonight or if Maria was in for the time of her life!

 

“Ready?”

“Right.”

He jolted into action. As he stood up, I couldn’t help noticing that he already had an erection. I smiled to myself, ‘Poor Maria!’. He insisted on paying and then we were out into the street. There were probably other arcades closer, I thought, but they might not have the wheelchair toilet. There was no time to look around, better to stick with the one I am sure of. As we made our way across to the Mall he became quieter and quieter, his face took on the look of intensity it had the last time. As I had expected, it was still open. ‘Opps!’ I thought as I turned in & leaked a little. ‘Cut it a bit too fine and christened my new pants!’. It was nice as it ran down the inside of my leg. Still, it seamed to take the pressure off just enough to make it through those last few metres. There was no one in the arcade, a part from a couple of security guards at the far end. The Toilets were in a short passage off to one side. I led him down and stopped outside the door. I was really looking forward to letting him see me again & had become very aroused! He had that look on his face again. I felt wonderful. Once again, I was very full. ‘He certainly is getting good value‘ I thought. I couldn’t resist one last tease.

“I don’t think you will have to wait this time, I can feel it, I am definitely ready to go!”

 

I went in first & this time he remembered to lock the door! I hesitated for several moment, deliberately prolonging his anticipation. First, I kicked off my shoes. He was watching me intently. Next, I raised my skirt to my waist. He immediately looked down. I knew he could see my pants. Trying my best to keep my skirt up, I slipped them down then right off. I wasn’t sure what made me do it, but I threw them to him. I watched as he immediately held them up to his nose and smelled the wet spot. My vagina was twitching like crazy. ‘God I wish I could masturbate!’. This time there was plenty of room. I lifted the seat. He would see more if I just sat on the porcelain, I decided. I gathered my skirt up, holding it high just under my bra, legs were at right angles and I leaned forward just a bit so my pee wouldn’t go straight ahead. Once again, I reached down and spread my labia so they wouldn’t stick together and make me sprinkle!

 

“Ready?”

He moved down again, this time his chin was resting on the front of the bowl, so close, but I had now decided that I liked that & his face still buried in the crotch of my pants. My vagina was twitching almost continuously, but didn’t prevent me from getting started this time. I let a short burst go to see where it was pointing. It was okay, just below the rim. Now I relaxed completely and it started without fuss. Deciding to be different this time, I began to push as hard as I could. A look of sheer delight came over his face. I knew it was going to happen, but did nothing to stop it. ‘Goes with the territory!’, ‘He will have to get used to it!’ He smiled as I farted. I didn’t bother to pardon myself, after all, he wanted to be here! It came out at a thundering jet as I pushed as hard as I could, splashing him too, but he didn’t seem to mind. I let myself make all sorts of grunting noises. His face didn’t change, kept that same look of delight! I could only manage a couple of spurts at the end, but continued to push, knowing he would see my vulva moving. Once again, I was in no hurry to stop him seeing me & continued to push and squeeze for a good minute.  Taking some paper and making a wad, I dried myself. Once, twice, three times, very carefully. I sat there after for a minute or more, while he just stared at me & was really enjoying his attention! We were unlikely to be stopping anyone else at this hour, so I was quite happy to stay there as long as he wanted. Eventually, the porcelain felt hard and my bum was starting to get stiff.

 

“Excuse me?”

I stood up. Once again, my vulva was right in front of his nose. He didn’t move, just stared straight ahead! I didn’t know what had made me do it, but I lifted a foot up onto the edge of the bowl. His face lit up. He moved down, in between my legs and looked up at me.

“Better?“

He was as close as he could be without touching. I thought to myself, ‘What the hell!’ reached down, spreading my labia to make sure he got a really good look inside! A minute went by so I asked.

“Okay? Seen enough?”

He stared to move away slowly, still with my pants pushed into his face.

“Can I have them now?”

He stood up and passed them to me without speaking. As well as my wetting they really were a sticky mess & he must have noticed. I started to slip them back on. I could see him watching so did it as slowly as I could, pausing when they were at the top of my thighs, to give him one last look.

“Okay?” 

He smiled. I could see the bulge of his erection very clearly in his trousers. I slipped them the rest of the way up & into place.

“Okay?“

Giving him one long last look, before letting my skirt drop.

 

I glanced across at him several times and smiled, as I was washing my hands. His erection was very obvious, but I made sure I only caught quick glances at it and that he didn’t see me staring, as much as she wanted to.

“That’s much better! Shall we go?“

As expected, there was no one waiting for the Toilet & still hardly anyone in the arcade. We wandered back out, across the street and sat on a bench seat, in a small park.

“How was that?”

He had started to relax again.

“Better than last time?”

“Different.”

“Which one did you like best?”

“Both! I must admit, though, it is a bit better when you going really hard like that.”

“Could you see my pee-hole while I was going?”

He blushed, he obviously wasn’t used to her openness.

“Most of the time.”

“Good! I was hoping you could.”

 

We sat together, deep in thought. I was really enjoying it, more that time because I felt in greater control. He hadn’t tried to touch me even though he was so close at times. I wasn’t sure what I would do if he did! Probably just ask him to stop, that’s all. I wouldn’t not pee for him, or not let him look at me, enjoying it far too much & couldn’t wait to do it again!

“What time do you usually go home.”

“Just after ten. I catch the train. How about you?”

“I have got my car, so I can go anytime.”

“Right!”

“It’s only 8 o‘clock. Peter, now that I am here, and, well, I am starting to get the hang of it, would you like to watch me going again before you go?”

“Are you kidding?”

“I thought so! I could probably manage a couple more times before then, maybe even three with a bit of luck. It seem silly to waste the opportunity especially now you have somewhere you can and well, if you buy me tea, it won‘t be very long before I am ready again. What do you say?”

”Are you sure you don’t mind?”

He seemed beside himself with excitement.

“No of course not. As you could see, I had no trouble that time. It’s no big deal to me, but having got this far and with there still being time, I might as well. It will give you something to remember me by.”

“I will never ever forget you, or tonight. It has been the greatest night of my entire life!”

“What better than getting Married, or the birth of your kids.”

“Well just as great!”

“The sooner I have some tea, the sooner I will be ready to go again!”

He beamed at me. There was a McDonald’s Café just up the street.

 

As we walked together he became all bashful.

“Can I ask you something.”

“Go ahead.”

“You know before when you let me have your pants, well, they were quite wet. Did you?”

“No not really, just leaked a bit. It sometimes happens if I leave it too long.”

“Oh!”

He looked a little dejected.

“Do you ever wet your pants?”

“I haven’t for years, why?”

He was really blushing now.

“Nothing.”

“Sure?”

“I have never seen a woman having an accident.”

“Haven’t you? I’m surprised to hear that! You had no trouble knowing I was about to pee so there must have been others. You are constantly on the hunt for desperate women by the sounds of it.”

He was so embarrassed.

“No.”

“No?”

That got a smile.