Hungover with Cassie (Part 5)

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The next morning, Cassie and I awoke, both feeling like shit and rather hungover. The bed was dry, which fact Cassie commented on. " Well at least neither of us peed the bed. This is a spare mattress out of the spare bedroom. That one we pissed on the other night was ruined. I had to throw it out. And cleaning up this place yesterday after we peed everywhere was serious work. Can't really face that today."

"Okay", I responded.

"No need to be pee prude clean freaks or anything, but let's at least spare the carpets, beds and soft furnishings today."

I agreed. After all, I wouldn't fancy having to clean up pissy carpets and beds the way I was feeling right now either.

We both lay in bed for a while, getting up seeming like real hard work. But we both felt seriously dehydrated and needed to drink plenty of water, and also both seriously needed to pee, and this forced us up before too long. Cassie strode over to her bedroom cabinet and pulled open a drawer which happened to contain a load of her lingerie, shirts and t-shirts. In spite of how rough she felt, she managed a weak smile as she said, "We can piss in here. I can always just throw this shit in the wash later." And with that she semi-squatted over the open drawer and peed in it, her piss again lasting for ages just like yesterday morning.

I approached the drawer too, but Cassie said, "All that stuff is drenched already", and she closed the drawer. Instead, she opened another, this one containing folded bedsheets and pillowcases. "You can piss on these if you like." Which I duly did, soaking those sheets totally.

We took turns going into the bathroom to freshen up before getting dressed - I also needed a dump and maybe she did too, and we're not into that in any kind of sexual way at all, which means that even pee freaks like us need to have a toilet around I guess. Then we both went downstairs to satisfy our pressing need to rehydrate.....and immediately found ourselves having to walk through a massive puddle of piss that covered much of the kitchen floor! It was then that I remembered pissing all over that floor last night. Cassie chuckled, "I'll mop all that up later. Can't be arsed to worry about it right now to be honest."

I think we both polished off the best part of two pints of water each right away, before making coffee and toast. And we kept having to return to the kitchen to drink more, feeling well dry. Otherwise, we mostly lounged around on the living room sofa - the same one I peed on the night before last, though it seemed perfectly dry now with no tell-tale signs.

I actually spent much of the day at Cassie's, waiting until I felt much better before returning home late in the afternoon. In the meantime we just chilled, chatting about our jobs and our families, the films and music we liked, our schooldays, TV soap operas - the usual shit. After all, even pee freaks like us don't talk about pee ALL the time.

But it did come up randomly at times. Cassie, for example, told me that she realised she was lesbian and into pee from a fairly young age. Her first sexual peeing experience with another girl occurred at some student gathering in another girl's flat where the drinks were flowing. After everyone else had left, she went to bed with the girl. But immediately before turning in, the girl suggested that it would be cool to just pee on the carpet in the corner of the bedroom, which they both did. Cassie was barely 18 at the time and has been into peeing in outrageous places ever since.

I admitted that I had never had a peeing experience with anyone else until I met her, and that prior to that the most outrageous thing I had ever done alone was to pee on my bathroom floor. And I stated that meeting Cassie was the best thing that had ever happened to me sexually by far. We hugged and kissed each other affectionately at that point.

At one point, we were online showing each other our favourite pee sites - many of the same ones for both of us as it happened - and she showed me some of her porn vid collection. I'd seen most of them, but there were a couple of good new ones which she agreed to send to me, including a vintage one featuring three naked girls squatting upon a large round bed, and peeing all over each others' hands.

She also showed me a couple of amateur vids featuring somone we both knew - Roxy the punk barmaid from the Pink Lemon! The first showed Roxy and another girl whom I didn't recognise, both standing naked and peeing all over what appeared to be a pile of their own discarded clothing in the middle of a carpeted living room. The other showed Roxy naked again but alone, standing over a glass on a carpeted floor, pissing in it, though half of it was missing completely and just wetting the carpet. Then she picked the glass up and started drinking her own piss, smiling at the camera.

"I'll send those to you too - Roxy won't mind - as long as you understand that they are kind of personal and not to be posted publicly online."

"Yes of course."

"Roxy enjoys performing in private videos for her friends but doesn't want them plastered all over the internet."

"Ok, fair enough. And thanks."

As the hours passed the hangovers eased and we felt a bit better, but due to dehydration, we peed very little in spite of drinking a lot. In fact, only once more, before I left, did we both really need to pee. No carpets, beds or soft furnishings, and we both realised that there was more than enough pee to deal with on the kitchen floor already. So we actually ended up going upstairs into Cassie's bathroom, where we squatted and peed all over the tiled bathroom floor.

Once back downstairs on the sofa, Cassie said, "I had a problem with this peeping tom once at a previous address. You'll love how I handled it.....haha."

She explained that this young guy lived with his parents in the house opposite, and his upstairs bedroom overlooked hers from a higher level, giving him a potentially perfect view in. She spotted him looking in with binoculars one day, and although she had no idea how often in the past he'd been doing that or for how long, she noticed him quite often after that now that she was looking out for it. It pissed her off and she considered confronting him, or telling his parents, but couldn't be sure what he'd seen and didn't want her own secrets being potentially exposed.

Cassie went on,"Anyway, it was just starting to get dark and I was in my bedroom with the light on. And yeah, I'd spotted him perving away again with his binoculars. Normally, when it started getting dim enough to turn the light on, I'd close the curtains, but this time I deliberately kind of forgot to, so that his view would have been near perfect. And I started taking my clothes off, acting as if he was not there, eventually ending up fucking naked, haha. But then I stood in the middle of the room facing towards the window with my legs apart and my hands on my hips like this..." She got up and demonstrated.

"And I just started pissing right there all over the carpet. After a few seconds I looked directly towards his window, smiled, and fucking waved at him as I carried right on pissing, haha. The binoculars immediately vanished, then reappeared, then vanished again. He didn't know whether to look or not. He now knew I knew he was perving, and I guess me peeing on my own carpet like that probably shocked him.

"It fucking worked, though! I never saw those damn binoculars again after that. And whenever I saw him outside and he saw me he looked acutely embarassed and couldn't face me. He moved out soon after - I think to get away from me, hahaha."

I loved that tale. "Cassie that's superb! And I sure admire your nerve."

Eventually, of course, I got a cab home, where I had to knuckle down to all the mundane shit of getting ready for work in the morning. Before bed, though, I remembered Cassie's pic yesterday of her peeing on her kitchen floor, and decided to do one more naughty thing. I set up my digital camera in the right position on a timer - took a while getting it right - and got a pretty good pic of myself squatting and peeing on my own kitchen floor, grinning towards the camera. I then uploaded it into my computer and attached it to an email, thanking Cassie for a great weekend, and sent it to her.

As for the piss on my kitchen floor, I decided to just leave it there and mop it up in the morning, and went to bed to crash out.

A superb weekend was finally over, but that was by no means the end of our fun.

[steve25805 126,021]

Previous parts can be found here....

Part 1 - http://watchgirlspeeing.com/threads/the-night-i-met-cassie-part-1.2147/

Part 2 - http://watchgirlspeeing.com/threads/the-night-i-met-cassie-part-2.2148/

Part 3 - http://watchgirlspeeing.com/threads/cassie-the-morning-after-part-3.2151/

Part 4 - http://watchgirlspeeing.com/threads/fun-with-cassie-moniques-party-part-4.2165/

[JJpisser 15]

Nice stories. I'm more a in the clothes type of guy, but I realy appreciated these stories.

Cand find where to thump-up though...

[steve25805 126,021]

Steve,

You have a real talent for writing. Keep up the good work, this series has the potential to become a book. :biggrin:

Thanks. I plan to continue but am very busy over the next three days so no guarantee of another installment before sunday. Unlikely today since I don't finish work until very late in the evening.

It has typically taken me several hours to write each installment, with only the loosest plot in my head at the start and the details imagined as I go along. That seems to work best for me but requires many pauses for thought, and consumes time. I need to therefore set aside many hours of spare time to write an installment.

But though not immediately, I DO promise further installments.

[JJpisser 15]

JJ,

When you get three ratings on posts yourself, you then can also rate posts. The Admin set that limit to prevent people from gaming the system, creating two identities, and giving themselves the ratings to gain video access. When you reach three ratings, if you point your mouse to the bottom right corner of the post (under the words "quote" and "reply" you will see the options to rate posts.

Ah, that explaines.

I'm not that deviouse that I thought of that...

Well, then here is my virtual thumbs up :wink: