Another morning after (Part 11)

**steve25805** · June 18, 2014

Next morning, Cassie and I awoke in bed naked together, both of us feeling like shit - hungover, dehydrated and in need of a pee. The need for a drink especially forced us up, and we went downstairs to the kitchen, each grabbing a large glass and downing several full measures of water. We then took a look into the living room where we found our companions, all looking pretty groggy having just woken up. They certainly weren't looking their best, pretty much looking as I felt - like shit! It appeared that Monique had crashed on the sofa, whilst Nicky and Clarisse had each settled for an armchair.

Cassie looked at the carpet and groaned, "Why the fuck did I get us to pee all over that fucking carpet last night! I really don't feel up to having to clean all that up today."

Monique looked towards her, "I can help you with that. I peed on your carpet too, after all, and I have money. If you like I can call Bev and Dave? And I will pay if they can come."

Cassie thought for a brief moment, and then said, "Yeah ok. Anything's better than having to deal with this shit myself the way I feel today."

I looked at her quizzically, "Bev and Dave? Who the fuck are they and how can they help?"

As Monique went to call them, Cassie explained that they were a married couple both aged 30, professional carpet cleaners with carpet cleaning equipment worth thousands. They cleaned carpets for a living. But they were also pee freaks whom Monique sometimes hired to clean up pissy carpets. Part of the deal was they would get to film themselves pissing all over the carpets first, their way of getting to pee all over the place in other people's homes. They took pleasure in peeing on carpets in a variety of different people's houses. "It'll be the first time I've ever let a guy pee on my carpet", laughed Cassie, "but I suppose it's worth it not to have to bother with all that shit myself."

Monique soon announced, "Good news, Cassie. Bev and Dave are free today and will be here in about three hours."

Cassie grinned in spite of feeling rough, "Well I need a piss right now and this carpet is going to get peed on again anyway before being professionally cleaned, so we may as well get Monique's money's worth." Whereupon she strode into the middle of the room, semi-squatted with her hands on her knees, and with a loud hiss started pissing right there on the carpet. A bright golden torrent of pee began splashing down, soaking a large patch of the light brown carpet to the point of creating a large puddle. I almost immediately joined her in a semi-squat over another part of the floor, my own golden yellow piss hissing and splashing down.

Before we'd finished, Monique, Clarisse, and Nicky were all squatting over their own different patches of carpet, their own golden torrents creating three more large piss puddles which slowly soaked into the fabric.

Afterwards more water was consumed, coffee and toast was made, and we all took turns for our morning routine in the bathroom, each in turn getting dressed. Clarisse's pile of piss-soaked clothing was spotted, which Cassie threw into the washing machine. "Not the best fit I know, Clarisse, but in the meantime you can wear something of mine."

We all then settled down to chat, at first going over what we could remember of last night. But then Cassie suggested that Nicky share some of her naughtiest peeing adventures with me, as the others had done.

It turned out that she had long fantasised about peeing fun but never done it, until she actually met a guy who was into it, what with being bisexual rather than a pure lesbian. He coaxed her into peeing on his bedroom carpet when she slept over at his place but it got far more risky than that, considering that she was by then already a serving police officer.

One night, indulging in some heavy drinking in their room in a cheap bed and breakfast, they'd both peed all over the carpet several times, then later deliberately wet the bed together before having sex in it. In the morning they realised that they had to do a runner, but both deliberately peed on the bed again before sneaking out. "We had already paid up front and skipped breakfast but carpets to pee on was never intended to be part of the service, haha. I discovered at work that the damage had been reported to the police and I was shitting bricks for a short while, but they never found the culprits. Had they have done so, and my career in the police would have been over straight away!"

"I got into the habit of dating girls as well as guys, going out to lesbian clubs. First night I walked into the Pink Lemon I was hooked. It was nowhere near as full on as last night, but I did see girls peeing on the floor in the toilets, and I actually saw one girl squatting and peeing in a corner in full view of several others. It freaked me out - in a good way - to see that most others there never batted an eyelid at this, except the ones who were obviously enjoying the show.

"I ultimately chatted up a girl I'd seen peeing under the table, and we were soon back at her place pissing on carpets and furniture just for fun. And pissing on each other of course. My first ever golden showers were with her. Hers was the first piss from another person that I ever drank. Hers was the first mouth that I ever squatted over and peed in. She knew a few shady characters, though, and had a hard time dealing with me being a policewoman because of this, which eventually drove us apart. She moved abroad to Spain a few years back now and we are no longer in touch."

Nicky then went on to describe what she thought was the naughtiest thing she'd ever done. It was only about three years ago, and it involved hiring Amy the stripper we'd seen in the bar last night who was only 21 at the time. "I'd met these three young German lesbians in their early 20s in another bar - nowhere near the Pink Lemon - and invited them back to my place one night for a special treat, having hired the services of Amy. Well, by the time Amy showed up we'd all already had a few drinks. She put on some soft music and began her sensuous stripping in front of us in my living room. My guests clearly enjoyed the show.

"Once naked, and still gyrating to the music, Amy assumed a semi-squatting position with her hands on hips, always moving erotically. But then she suddenly started pissing, her golden pee splashing down all over my living room carpet.

"My guests all looked visibly shocked, eyes popping out of their heads. One of them just found the whole thing disgusting but kind of funny too and couldn't stop watching. Another looked on transfixed in silence, a mixture of shock, surprise, and pleasure upon her face. The third just kept shaking her head whilst smirking and intermittently giggling, finding this rather funny. They kind of looked stunned as Amy continued peeing all over the place, but also gave every impression of not knowing whether to be disgusted, amused, or aroused. It was quite funny to watch and kind of sexy too."

Nicky went on to describe how, once Amy finished, she scooped up her clothing and dashed out, payment already dealt with in advance.

The three German girls looked open jawed and aghast at the carpet, then at Nicky, then burst out laughing.

Nicky suggested that they could pee on the carpet too if they wanted. Two refused point blank, but the third was up for it and got up from her chair, unzipped her jeans and began lowering them and her panties as she dropped down into a squat. Her friends looked aghast and disgusted and were clearly trying to talk her out of it, though as it was in German Nicky could not understand exactly what was being said. But the squatting girl responded firmly and they fell silent. A smirk appearing on her face, she then started pissing on the carpet too, her friends visibly more shocked by this from the girl they knew than they had been by Amy. Nicky then squatted beside her on the floor, pulling her knickers aside and joining the German in having a pee on the carpet.

"After we'd finished there came a heated exchange in German, with the occasional smirk from the two disapprovers until - hesitantly - they too ended up pulling down their jeans and panties and squatting in my living room . Looking at each other with a mixture of disbelief and amusement, both were soon also each spraying another golden torrent down onto my carpet, haha

"Looking rather embarassed afterwards, all three soon made their excuses and left, but I still get myself off on the memory of it sometimes. I'd always fantasised about shocking people who were not part of the peeing scene by displays of pissing. And this experience kind of ticked that box."

We carried on chatting along similar lines until Bev and Dave showed up. Bev was a short but very attractive 30 year old with long blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Dave was rather taller and bigger built and was clearly no stranger to the gym. They gathered all their equipment into the hall, then Bev said, "Right, time to pee."

"You okay with an audience?" Cassie asked.

"Sure, just please try and stay out of camera shot?"

"Sure."

Bev and Dave both stripped totally naked in front of us. And I was pleased to see how well hung Dave was - a good nine inches easily, I'd say. The coffee table was moved to one side to create a large open carpeted area in the middle of the room. Monique was induced to handle the actual filming as the couple stood at one end of this large open space, Bev opening her legs with her hands on hips as Dave took his cock in hand. Grinning with delight, both almost simultaneously started to pee two bright golden streams, Bev swaying her hips as Dave aimed his cock around, both splattering their pee down onto as much of the carpet as possible. The delightful sound of pee splashing down on carpet filled the room.

With a final sigh of pleasure, they finished peeing, then started to get dressed once more. When fully clothed again, Dave explained, "We'll just get your carpet cleaned and be on our way. When we get back home we'll fuck each other's brains out whilst watching that video of us pissing on your carpet, haha. But before we start, if anyone feels a desire to have one last pee on the carpet, now's the time."

Pretty soon five grinning girls - Cassie, Nicky, Clarisse, Monique, and myself - were all squatting over a different patch of carpet, skirts hoisted, knickers pulled down or aside, soaking it with yet more golden pee. The sound of girls hissing as they pee, and of it splashing down onto carpet, filled the room, as Bev and Dave stared enthralled and highly aroused by our display.

The professional equpment was soon in play thereafter and the whole carpet cleaned in barely 30 minutes. The entire carpet was now only very slightly damp - with water rather than piss - but spotlessly clean. A great job. Dave and Bev then thanked us and left, no doubt eager to get fucking back home.

Gradually, the other girls started calling cabs and heading home, first Nicky, then Clarisse and Monique, leaving Cassie and I alone together. It was by now mid-afternoon, and though our hangovers had eased somewhat, we still didn't feel great. We got in touch with Roxy to see what she was up to. Alone and at a loose end, not needing to work that night, we discovered. She was eager to invite us around, so we called a cab and headed off to her place.

When we got there, after the initial greetings, Roxy said that after the pub had closed last night and all the customers had left, Anthea the owner approached her and gave her a £100 tip for showing "exceptional enthusiam."

"She then offered me another £400 to let her and her lover piss all over me with my clothes on, which were kind of wet already anyway. Well, easy money or what? They got me to sit on the carpet as they positioned a table on each side of me. And they each got up onto one of the tables and started pissing all over me and the damned clothes I was wearing. Not only that, she offered the other two barmaids £100 each to piss all over me too, which they soon ended up doing. Easy money, like I said. I did get to pee in Anthea's mouth afterwards, though, which has never happened before. I think she took a shine to me, haha. And maybe I could use it as leverage to get you a barmaid's job there, Rochelle."

"Oh that would be great."

"Oh yes, you wanted to see that video of Nicky in her uniform pissing on my carpet, right?"

She soon located it, and started to play it. Seeing Nicky in her full police uniform, police issue trousers and knickers pulled down around her knees as she squatted and peed on Roxy's living room carpet, was so incredibly hot. Long piss too, obvious golden colour, loud hiss, nice splashing, massive puddle. I imeediately got Roxy to email me a copy.

" The taxi was kind of funny last night", Roxy laughed. "When it turned up and the driver commented on how soaked I was, I made some excuse about a drunken wet t shirt competion that got a bit out of hand, and he accepted that and let me in the back. Little did he know that I was actually covered in piss, haha!"

We spent a few hours just chatting and watching some of Roxy's porn collection. Then I needed to pee again. Roxy said, "I'd really love to add a vid which includes you to my collection Rochelle, as the new girl in town, so to speak. And you have yet to christen my carpet. Can I film you taking a piss right here all over the freaking carpet?

"Sure, I'd love to."

In no time at all I was naked, semi-squatting over the plush light blue carpet, hands on knees, and legs apart. And Roxy was filming me as I peed right there, my golden spray splattering down onto that carpet, creating a large puddle which soaked in only slowly.

Roxy then grinned, "I need to pee too. How about you, Cass?"

Cassie grinned and nodded.

At Roxy's suggestion, both girls were soon in the dining room, squatting naked upon the large glass table there facing each other, gleefully pissing away. And I was laying beneath that table, filming their yellow piss splashing down upon it from below. Another video to add to Roxy's collection.

Soon after this both Cassie and I headed our seperate ways home. We both had to work in the morning and had to get shit ready. I had a couple of hours to unwind afterwards but was then off to bed.

I needed a last piss though and desperately wanted to masturbate. Horny as hell after such a weekend, I sat on the end of my bed with legs open, muff hovering over the floor. And as I increasingly frantically played with myself, moans rising to a crescendo, I peed, my hot piss splashing over my fingers to splatter the bedroom carpet. I experienced an intense orgasm as I peed, then simply pulled my labia apart as I finished the rest of my piss over the bedroom carpet.

Thus ended another great day.

**nopjans** · June 19, 2014

Steve, you are on some kind of crazy roll with these stories! Where do you find the time to write so much, with such high quality? I have a many-part story in mind, and it will probably take me months to write... I'm not sure whether to even start it. Keep up the amazing work.