Priorities III

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Things were getting out of hand.

Looking around the tightly packed kitchen, Kayla realized she could no longer see a single person she actually knew. Instead, as she stood in the corner clutching her tepid beer, she was greeted with the sight of an already-overcrowded and rowdy party continuing to slide further and further into chaos. From somewhere across the room, the sound of glass breaking was followed by peals of laughter and shuffling feet. Looking glumly at her phone, Kayla wondered where on earth her friends had gone. It had been their idea to even come to this thing in the first place, after all, but at some point she’d lost track of them. Now, here she was – packed like a sardine into the corner of a ratty-looking kitchen at the back of a ratty-looking house deep in the bowels of the perpetually ratty-looking student ghetto, without so much as a recognizable face in sight.

Blinking in the harsh fluorescent glare of the kitchen lights, Kayla felt a twinge in her abdomen and glanced toward the house’s singular bathroom, just down the hall from the kitchen. At some point, it had been declared “out of order,” and from the looks of everything else unfolding around her Kayla would not have been surprised had the toilet itself been destroyed somehow. In the hour or so since the announcement of the bathroom situation, people appeared for the most part to have been taking matters into their own hands as needed, going out to the similarly crowded backyard to water the grass or pop a not-so-discreet squat next to the rickety porch. As she surveyed the room, however, Kayla noticed that not everyone seemed keen on this option, taking particular note of a throng of girls who just moments earlier had been doing shots by the sink. Almost all of them looked to be bouncing up and down a bit where they stood, and Kayla could see hands darting periodically down to clenched thighs and bulging crotches as members of the group looked questioningly toward the bathroom.

Suddenly, one of the girls – a pretty blonde – doubled over and started laughing, prompting some looks and giggles from her friends. Bending down and whispering a few words to the now-hysterically laughing blonde, another girl in the group began shrieking even louder in amusement. Kayla’s eyes widened as she abruptly realized what was happening. Before anyone else in the group could react, the blonde hiked up her skirt and fell back into a crab-legged squat over the white linoleum floor, unceremoniously yanking her black lace panties to one side. Kayla barely had time to take in the unexpected sight of the girl’s red, bulging pussy – hairier than she would have expected - before it let go completely and unleashed a fat jet of piss straight down onto the floor, spraying a hot yellow puddle across the linoleum. Suddenly aware of what was happening, the girl’s friends whooped and shrieked with laughter, scrambling to avoid the steaming puddle of pee gushing out across the floor in all directions.

Amazingly, the general state of chaos engulfing the noisy kitchen was such that, with her group of friends clustered around her, the furiously pissing girl on the floor continued essentially unnoticed, grunting with relief as the thick yellow jet hissed out of her groaning bladder onto the tile. Between her feet, a rapidly expanding puddle of urine sloshed thickly across the once-white kitchen floor, and as the girl’s friends looked on Kayla realized most of them had stopped giggling and now stared transfixed at their uncontrollably peeing friend and the frothy yellow flood she was still releasing. Rather than looking embarrassed or mortified, however, the majority of the girls appeared almost to have expressions more akin to longing on their faces; while none seemed too keen to simply follow the brazen blonde’s lead and relieve themselves right there on the floor, it was clear she had nevertheless brought them to a moment of reckoning. Looking on from the corner, Kayla had to admit that, shocked as she was at what was happening, even she couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy as she watched the girl empty her apparently massive bladder all over her corner of the kitchen, heaving a sigh as the seemingly endless torrent of urine hissed noisily out from between her legs.

Nearing the end at last, her piss slowing to a trickle, the blonde sighed and pushed out a final generous squirt into the foamy yellow puddle now submerging their end of the kitchen before standing abruptly, wobbling as she found her footing. Still, miraculously, nobody else but Kayla appeared to have noticed what had happened. Whispering with stifled giggles to their now-thoroughly relieved friend, who nodded in bemused agreement, the girls glanced anxiously around the room once more before looking with particular interest down the hallway toward the rest of the house. After a few more hushed whispers and knowing nods, they seemed to have reached a consensus. Kayla knew in that moment exactly what was on the collective mind of the group, and as they set off down the hall toward the open door of a darkened bedroom at the far end she found herself inexplicably following them, unnoticed at the tail end of the throng. She too, it seemed, had reached her wit’s end, and knew as she trailed behind the girls toward the darkened bedroom that relief would be coming one way or another. What harm could one more bladder’s worth of piss really do next to the liters undoubtedly about to be deposited by the group? For all she knew, they wouldn’t even notice in their desperation that she’d joined them. Arriving at the bedroom door, the girl at the front of the group pushed it cautiously open and peered into the darkness within. Apparently satisfied the room was vacant, she flipped on the light and scurried inside, Kayla and the others hot on her tail.

Giggling as the door closed behind them, the group dispersed to various corners of the thickly carpeted bedroom, crossing their legs and bouncing in anticipation as they looked questioningly at one another. Who would be the first to go? As if in response, the most desperate-looking member of the group – a pretty brunette near the door – gasped and doubled over, stifling peals of surprised laughter. As she dropped into a squat over the tan carpet and yanked up her dress, Kayla could see that she had already begun to piss – hard – into the glistening crotch of her thong. Groaning, her back against the bedroom door, it was all the brunette could do to yank the sodden fabric frantically to the side before losing control completely, unleashing a thundering yellow torrent of hot urine noisily against the carpet. Gasping with nearly palpable relief, she rocked back on her heels as the fat jet of piss roared down against the floor, pushing her quivering twat open as it frothed and soaked wetly into the thick fabric under her feet. Whoops of laughter echoed around the room at the sight as Kayla, crouched in her corner, looked on in stunned amazement. Still pissing hard, the brunette giggled shyly before closing her eyes and letting out a long sigh, lost in what must have been intense relief. Kayla stifled a giggle of her own as she saw that a wide patch of piss-soaked carpet between the girl’s feet had now become completely saturated, causing a small lake of warm urine to pool on top as the jet still hissing out of her swollen cunt sprayed hard against it with a wet rumbling sound. After noisily relieving herself for a full 30 seconds, the girl shuddered, heaved out a few last hot spurts of yellow pee into the huge puddle on the carpet, and was empty.

No sooner had the last gush of piss squirted from between the pretty brunette’s quivering legs than a second girl, standing beside the bed, squealed and slammed her thighs together beneath her skirt, evidently unable to hold it any longer. Peering frantically over her shoulder at the queen-sized bed, and clearly seeing no better alternative, she scooted back and hovered over the thick white comforter piled on top of it, yanking up her skirt and pulling her panties down over her shapely ass cheeks to her knees. From where she crouched next to the bed, Kayla could see the girl’s exhausted pussy bulge open for a split second before the thickest torrent of yellow piss she’d ever seen pushed it open even further, dousing the doomed comforter in a steaming waterfall of urine that splattered and washed over the fabric, soaking it completely. Clambering to her feet, the brunette who’d pissed first screamed and pointed at her friend, shaking with breathless laughter at the hot, foamy pool of pee that had quickly accumulated on top of the comforter beneath the girl’s bare ass and now began to pour noisily off the edge of the bed onto the floor.

“Rebecca! That’s someone’s bed!”

Still pissing full-force onto the comforter, Rebecca, too, began shaking with laughter, causing her bulging twat to spray hot urine wildly across the bed in rhythmic squirts as she did so. “You did it first, bitch!” Kayla found herself mesmerized by the sight of the girl’s distended cunt as it opened and closed in time with her laughter, pushing out its fat jet of piss even harder against the bed as steaming rivers of pee gushed into every nook and cranny of the comforter. “I had to fucking GO!” The deluge of urine pouring over the edge of the mattress between her legs had by now grown into a glistening flood, splashing noisily onto the carpet at her feet where it pooled outward into an expanding yellow puddle on the floor. Squatting lower, Rebecca grunted and pushed her pussy open as the jet of piss thundering out of her onto the bed thickened even more. The hissing of hot urine against fabric, and the splattering roar of yellow pee raining down against the carpet, were unmistakable above the din, causing Kayla’s own bulging bladder to heave in protest.

All bets were now off as, one by one, the rest of the girls gave in to the inevitable. Before Rebecca had even finished, a dirty blond in a tight black cocktail dress had already begun to back in against the far wall of the bedroom, yanking her dress up over her distended bladder to reveal a naked, bulging pussy on the brink of release. Pointing her bare ass backwards and arching her back, she barely had time to spread her cheeks and heaving cunt apart before releasing a thick jet of piss against the wall behind her, gasping with relief as a yellow river of urine poured down the wall to the floor. A generous puddle of pee began washing out over the carpet in a glistening semi-circle beneath her, pooling around her high heels as it sloshed wetly toward the centre of the room, and before anyone could so much as squeak in protest it had joined with the piss puddle deposited by the first girl to form a single, massive yellow lake on the floor. Undeterred, the blonde groaned with relief as she continued to empty her bladder all over the wall, making no attempt to avoid the river of urine soaking into the carpet around her feet. Reaching the end, she grabbed a handful of the front of her dress and wiped it against the engorged, piss-slicked lips of her pussy, pulling the sodden fabric back down to her knees as she slumped against the wall in relief.

Mesmerized, Kayla was jolted suddenly back to reality by a spasm of renewed protest from her own aching bladder. Feeling a release coming, she squeaked and clenched her pussy furiously shut, just barely managing to hold back the deluge. Any second now, she realized, she’d lose the battle and release her own salty flood whether she wanted to or not. Even as she sat there on the precipice, however, a buxom redhead had begun scurrying toward the bed, moving with an obvious purpose. As she maneuvered past Rebecca and clambered onto the bed, perfect teardrop tits bouncing beneath her thin white t-shirt, the look of agonized desperation on her face told Kayla all she needed to know. On the bed again? Really?? To be fair, even Kayla had to admit that there weren’t many dry spots left. Positioning herself over the plush pillows at the head of the bed, the redhead gasped suddenly, squatting and tearing down her panties in one frantic movement. No sooner had her bare ass hit the pillow than a pressurized jet of urine hissed out of her hairy twat against the pristine white fabric, washing across it in a glistening yellow tidal wave. Moaning with relief, the redhead stared down helplessly at the mess below, emptying her distended bladder into the bed and pillow harder than ever as hot puddles of piss pooled around her feet on the mattress.

For Kayla, this proved to be the last straw. She had finally been pushed too far, and as her exhausted bladder began to give way she knew she was no longer in a position to hold back what was coming. Wriggling as she clawed her leggings and panties to her knees, she fell into a squat and exploded into the carpet, hosing down the cream-coloured fabric in a hot yellow jet of urine that sloshed immediately outward across the floor in front of her. No longer caring who saw her, Kayla grunted and pulled her ass cheeks apart, pissing harder as the torrent roaring against the carpet thickened and the pool of pee on the floor – already massive after just a few seconds – continued to grow. Looking down at the puddle of urine pooling around her shoes, she groaned with relief, allowing the hissing sound of her piss jet hitting the floor to echo throughout the room. On any other occasion she’d have been mortified beyond belief to find herself peeing full-force against someone’s bedroom carpet, but these were unprecedented circumstances. Imagining for a moment that she was simply sitting on the toilet at home, she relaxed her cunt and bladder completely, taking in the sight of her hot yellow piss as it sloshed wetly against the submerged carpet. Still nowhere close to finished, she felt a lump catch in her throat as she pictured the room’s owner returning to find her relieving herself all over the floor. At least she’d be in good company.

Only a few feet away, the redhead on the bed was still emptying her bladder as furiously as ever atop her improvised throne, and as Kayla’s puddle reached the carpet at the edge of the bed it was joined by a hot yellow waterfall as the girl’s pee began pouring in thick sheets over the edge of the covers. Kayla’s eyes caught the redhead’s for a brief moment before the two burst out laughing, spraying harder in spite of themselves as their combined piss puddle washed outward across the floor. Realizing that she couldn’t stop even if she wanted to, Kayla closed her eyes and leaned into it, heaving a sigh as her asshole bulged outward and her yellow piss thundered and foamed against the sodden floor. The wave of urine soaking across the carpet had by now gone so far that it began sloshing around the shoes of the girl nearest the door, who shrieked in disbelieving laughter.

Still pissing hard, Kayla jumped as the bedroom door flew open and a tall blonde burst across the threshold. Everyone froze, and as Kayla’s eyes met the blonde’s she became acutely aware of the now-deafening hissing sound still emanating from between her legs as hot urine gushed onto the saturated carpet beneath her. Realizing that she was now the only one in the room still relieving herself, she felt her cheeks redden as she imagined how the scene must have looked. Here she was, in front of a gaggle of her friends, just squatting and taking a massive piss on the floor of someone’s bedroom as though she couldn’t be bothered to find a toilet. A lump caught in her throat as another thought suddenly popped into her head: what if this was the room’s owner?

To Kayla’s immense relief, the blonde began shaking with laughter, clenching her thighs shut as she stumbled drunkenly into the room and shut the door behind her. “Oh my god! Are you seriously pissing on the floor? I’ve gotta go but there’s no fucking bathroom!” Even as she asked the question, the blonde had begun unzipping her jeans, giggling excitedly. “Some chick apparently just popped a squat and pissed all over the kitchen floor earlier, so I guess you do what you’ve gotta do.” Kayla could tell the girl was at least as drunk as the rest of them, and as she yanked down her jeans and thong, dropping into the same crab-legged position that the blonde in the kitchen had used, it became clear that all inhibition was gone.

“All right bitches – pissing contest, let’s go!”

At this, the rest of the group erupted with laughter, shaking their heads and looking knowingly at each other before peering sheepishly at the steaming puddles of urine soaking into the bed and carpet. Her own piss finally complete, Kayla wriggled back against the wall, giggling in spite of herself as she surveyed their collective handiwork.

Realizing what had happened, the newcomer’s eyes widened. “Seriously? You ALL fucking peed in here?” Pulling her pants to her ankles, she brought her feet together and dropped her knees to the side, causing her glistening pussy to bulge outward and splay open. “Who pissed the furthest then? I’m coming for your title bitch!”

Pointing her now-trickling pussy toward the bed, the girl gasped before bearing down hard. As the group watched in amazement, the glistening pink tunnel be\tween her legs heaved open, erupting in a massive yellow fountain of pee that covered the entire length of the room before splattering heavily onto the covers at the foot of the bed. The girl smiled triumphantly as cheers and laughter echoed around the room, her face flushing as she pushed the fat, glistening yellow jet out of her cunt even harder. What had been a muffled splattering now became a hammering sound as the thick arc of piss began spraying against the wall on the far side of the bed, gushing down in a frothy river and out of sight behind it.

“I win!” Gasping and heaving with laughter, the girl was somehow able to sustain her thundering piss jet for a full ten seconds before it began losing power, gushing in a turbulent yellow flood across the bed once more before spraying hard against the carpet. Grinning devilishly as the rest of the girls cheered and cackled in disbelieve, she rocked back on her heels and pushed, peering down at the yellow jet hissing out of her bulging cunt and washing across the carpet in front of her.

By the time the new girl had finally finished relieving herself, her last few squirts of piss frothing into the enormous, steaming puddle on the carpet, any hope of denying what had just happened was gone. Six desperate girls had now copiously emptied their bladders in the tiny bedroom, and it showed; urine pooled on every surface, soaking into the bed and carpet and glistening wetly in the dim light, and as group looked around at one another they could still hear the gentle pattering of pee trickling off the side of the bed into the massive communal puddle on the floor. The musky smell of hot piss was unmistakable in the cramped space, and as Kayla surveyed the full extent of the mess she could even have sworn the room felt more humid than it had when they’d arrived.

Seeming to suddenly realize what they’d done, the girls began eyeing one another with concern, glancing periodically toward the door. It was time they left, and fast. No sooner had the first of the girls started to move toward the door, however, than it flew open, bathing the startled group in the harsh light of the hallway. Her heart in her throat, Kayla felt her blood turn to ice as the silhouetted figure in the doorway asked the question they were all dreading.

“What the fuck are you doing in my room!?

[nopjans 1,178]

This is exceptional. Thank you! 

[Lulu A. 134]

... I was already riled up when I started reading, but it only took like five paragraphs to undo me lol

MASTERFUL @JimmyJones345!!! <3 <3 <3

[Hidengo 277]

I always felt that this series doesn’t get the recognition it deserves, so I think I’ll do something about it and de-lurk for a bit to say how wonderfully I enjoy your descriptions of... everything. 

[Alfresco 11,630]

Not sure how, but I missed this when it was written.  A fantastic piece of writing.  Thank you @JimmyJones345