Quick Relief - 3

[lesley 1,122]

Paula was about to have her first wee in the attic having already decided that she would use one of the old computers for her toilet. Having stripped form her lower garments Paula clambered into position down the sort aisle created by the attic stairwell wall and the storage shelves. She had already opened up the case of one old machine, its dusty insides all ready to except her hot piss. She was trembling with excitement as she lowered herself into position, hovering with her wide bare bum cheeks only inches away from the open metal case, her legs parted with feet either side, the tight triangle of brown curly pubic hairs nestled between her thighs tapering down to the clearly defined grove of her pussy. She was desperate with the need to release her hot effluent, the butterflies dancing in her stomach working against her as she attempted to release her hot wet relief. For several previous moments she waited with expectation already in her mind envisioning the sight of her piss fountain spraying from her parted pussy lips. Desperately she tried to relax. She not suffered this kind of problem when she had urinated on the office carpet back in her office, marvelling at the thrill having a leak over the floor could bring. By the time she had been finished the carpet had been soaked with her pee, her pussy fountain having sprayed over a wide area as she had pissed for all she was worth.

A familiar feeling inside called Paula’s attention back to the present. At last she had manged it as her pee was on its way, racing to her pussy lips ready to have its release. A sudden hiss and soft pattering sound filled the cold attic air followed by a gasp of excitement as Paula started her toilet. From her pee hole was shooting a spray of hot piss, leaping from her lower lips and forming a short crescent before pattering down over the circuit board at the bottom of the computer case. She squeezed harder watching with glee as her urine arch increased in strength, moving away from her open pee hole and spraying over more and more the electronic circuitry. Within moments she was peeing directly over the CPU fan, seeing it spin under the pressure of her flowing spraying piss. She squeezed harder, her piss shower moving forwards again until it began to impact directly over the case wall, droplets of her pussy spray leaping into the air as she continued pissing for all she was worth.  Part of her wished that she had brought a camera in order that she could relive the moment over and over again yet such imagery would not capture the rush of the experience, squatting over a computer whilst busily pissing into its innards with her hot, fast flowing pussy fountain.

By now the computer case was awash with her spent urine, her flowing piss stream showing no sign of abating. She had drunk as much water as she could handle prior to coming upstairs and she knew that she had tons of piss left inside her. Still peeing strongly whilst keenly watching the spectacle of spraying piss stream Paula wondered if she should pull down another old machine to use as a second toilet considering she had ran out of untouched parts to piss over inside the existing unit. A small puddle of her spent piss was already seeping out and being absorbed by the wooden floor, a small factor given how quickly it would dry without trace if the other girls who used the attic for their toilets were to be believed. Keen to be even naughtier Paula forced an end to her current piss. After one last wonderful squirt of urine into the piss drenched case Paula stood up from her pissing squat and struggling out back into the open space. Coming to stand at the top of the stairs she stared with expectation as she sent the instruction to her bladder to release a new shower of her hot piss. Moments later and she was having a new wee.

Hot gushing piss let from Paula’s pussy lips, spraying outwards before gravity took hold and formed an arch with her lightly yellowed piss fountain. The first of her pee fell to earth, pattering over the top step and then the second as she increased the strength of her pissing. It such an intense experience, to be stood peeing whilst standing, watching as her lightly coloured golden stream flowed from her lower lips before raining down to vandalise the wooden steps in a sheen of spent urine.

[Lutab 1,052]

Great story!