The Opposite

[Broccoli 135]

This fictional story contains female desperation and peeing in public.

The story has quite a long introduction before anything pee related happens. If I'm going to make this into a series it would benefit from the groundwork in this paragraphs, I think. Please comment if you would like me to continue.

 

Have you watched Seinfeld? Well, I have, and I've learned many great things from the show. For example, that the second  button makes or breaks the shirt. But let's start this story at the beginning. My name is Caitlin - but you can call my Kate, if you want to. I'm 22 years and grew up in religious, conservative family with two sisters, very loving parents, but rather prude manners. During highschool I studied hard and in return got straight A's in almost all classes. I dated a very nice young man, Steven, who I think I loved and wanted to marry him some day. In line with my conservative upbringing we didn't have had sex, as we both believed we should wait until marriage. Even when I was weak one or two time, Steven stood strong and so we only kissed and cuddled. I also explored my sexuality on my own a little bit, pleasing myself in bed when my family wasn't there, but I always felt a little guilty afterwards. So at the time in left highschool I had virtually no experience. 

Probably I should describe myself, I'm 1,75 m tall, rather slimm, but not to the point that it's an obsession to be as slimm as possible like many girls these days. My breasts are size c and Steven always said I had a cute ass. My hair is light brown and long. My sisters always say I have a nice face, and they look quit attractive too, so I tend to believe them. 

So thats me and my life at the end of highschool, but it all went into peaces shortly after that. Before I left for college, Steven left me. I was heartbroken. But not only did he leave me, he left for someone new, whom he had apparently seen behind my back for some time. The Captain of his football team, Jack. So my longtime boyfriend turned out to be gay. Not that there's anything wrong with that. But I felt betrayed and also very dumb. The same week my sister Hannah had even greater news. She was pregnant. It happened on her 19th birthday party, the boy was not her boyfriend, and she intended to keep the child. My parents broke up over the issue. And if even their long lasting marriage could break into pieces so easily, was there anything that was meant to be at all? In contrast, my sister, who apparently didn't behave according to our moral codex did seemed happy with her pregnancy. So when I stepped into the car and started to drive to my new college (where I would also live), I decided to do it like George Costanza. As it was apparent that all my decisions in life had left nowhere, I was going to do the exact opposite of the things I would normally do. The summer of Caitlin could begin.

 

I arrived at my college, the sun was shining bright and the temperature was great. I took this weather as an acknowledgement to my plans and started to unpack my boxes from the car inside my dorm room. After the third box, a young black girl, about the same age as myself approached me. 
"Hi, I'm Aisha! You must be Caitlin, right?" 
I nodded. Aisha had curly dark hair, was quit small and wearing the same college-sweater as I was. She looked beautiful, and appeared to be very kind.
"Yeah, I'm Caitlin. But you can call me Kate, if you want to."
"Cool. Wanna join us on a club tour later?" Aisha asked. What would be the most sane thing to do now? Of course the campus tour would start tommorow, early in the morning, and I hadn't read the handbook that they had given me together with my keys. Also, I didn't knew anybody who was included in the 'we' Aisha mentioned, in fact I didn't even knew Aisha. Of course it would be irresponsible to go partying in this situation. So, according to my new doctrine, I agreed after a moment of hesitation.

"Great." Aisha said. "We'll meet you at the fountain, at about 5." I had no idea what fountain she was talking about, nor was I pleased with such an unprecise time.

"Cool, I'll be there." I said. Aisha helped me carry one box, showed me the door to her room - opposite of mine - and then left to accuire more new students for her night of heavy drinking. 

 

After I had brought all the boxes in I was about to unbox the stuff inside, when I realized, that that was something old-Caitlin would do. So instead I locked my room and stared wandering the college area. I got something to eat - Chicken salad, on rye, untoasted, with a cup of tea - instead of eating the sandwiches mom had made me at home. I walked around with the box for a while, before I sat down on a bench near some trees and a running track, eating my lunch. 

When I returned to the dorm, I found a letter and a key underneath my door from the administration. Apparently the room I was staying in had a window that wouldn't open so it was going to be left empty for the whole year,  and I had to change to the one next to mine. Luckily I hadn't unpacked my boxes, so I smiled and carried my stuff over to the next room. Then I wanted to return the second key, but realized that if they wanted the old key back they could come and get it. That wasn't my responsibility. Quarter past five, instead of much earlier, I casually walked out of the dorm and immediately walked into Aisha. She hadn't redressed, and neither had I. 

"Kate! That's Gilian." She pointer to a blond girl next to her. 

"Hi Gilian." I said. Gilian too was wearing a college sweater and a pair of fitting jeans. Her sneakers looked expensive. "We know each other from home." explained Gilian. "Same school." We left together. When we arrived at the fountain, there was nobody there. 

"Oh man!" Aisha was upset. "They must have left without us!" 

"Great." Gilian said sarcastically. "I told you we were late." she said, blaming Aisha.

"Yeah, Yeah. But my mom was on the phone and I couldn't just hang her up, okay? You didn't even let me go to the toilets afterwards."

"Because we were late." 

"Well, we missed them anyway."

"I really was looking forward to this." Gilian was still complaining. First I was happy they had left without us, as this whole idea was kinda stupid and I should have really read the stuff they gave me, and unboxed, and - but no, I was going to hold on to this. 

"I have a car." I said. "I can drive wherever we want to go." 

"Really?" Gilian asked.

"And you don't want to drink all night?"

I thought for a moment. "Of course I am going to drink. We leave the car there and we will find a way home." Very irresponsible. I was quit proud of myself.
During our ride in town Aisha explained she was studying art history, which Gilian found inherently stupid. She was studying medicine and wanted to become some kind of doctor. She had also broken up with her boyfriend recently. They both shared a room. (Gilian and Aisha, not the boyfriend. The boyfriend was teaching tennis in Florida). While I was driving they already started drinking from a bottle Gilian had brought.

We found a parking lot, but had to a little to the clubs. I took a zip from the alcohol.
"Would you please hurry up, Gilian?" Aisha asked. She sounded nervous.

"What's the matter?" Gilian said unimpressed. She was admiring the outfit of a mannequin in a shop window. 

"I have to pee." Aisha said energetic, but whispering the last word.

"Why haven't you peed before we left?" Gilian asked, imitating the way Aisha had whispered pee in a comic way. I giggled, remembering how Aisha said, Gilian didn't let her go before they left.

"You think that's funny, don't you?" Aisha said, and then started to walk faster in the direction of the club. Her desperation was noticeable. Luckily for her we could walk into the first club without waiting, and we all went to the toilets immediately. Occupying three cubicles next to each other I could already hear Aisha moaning and a strong stream splashing into the water, while I was still fumbling with my belt. Aisha must have been holding it for quit a while. I pulled my jeans down, sat on the cold rim of the seat and started peeing as well.

"Stop moaning, what are the people going to think?" Gilian asked.

Aisha stopped, but only to answer. "There are no other people here."

"What about Kate?" 

"Well, it feels like I have known her forever. So let my moan when I want to."

"I don't mind." I said, quit uncomfortable talking threw all those cubicles while peeing, but glad I had found friends. Suddenly I heard the sound of pee hitting the toilet seat, followed by Gilian: "Ah shit." 

"Stop pissing on the seat, what are the people going to think?" Aisha said, and I started laughing.

"Howering over this thing is not as easy as it should be, okay?" Gilian complained. "Despite it's not gonna change anything, this seat is already dirty as hell." 
Mine had been clean. Fate was favoring my new lifestyle. 

We stayed in the club for several hours, then went to a different one. We met many new faces who were also new in college. It was already midnight when I was again regretting my decision. I had to get up at six O'Clock, seven at the latest, but was still in this club. I hadn't seen the girls I came in with for a while, and now had to pee quit bad. I thought I would be going home any moment, so there was no need to join the line for the toilets, but I had thought so for at least an hour now. Suddenly Aisha and Gilian were standing next to me. 

"We are going to another club." They said.

"What?" I asked, as it was quit loud.

"WE ARE GOING TO A DIFFERENT CLUB." Aisha repeated. For a moment I hesitatet. But would going to sleep now really make a difference? Despite that, I had no way back to the dorms. 

"Okay, I'm joining." I said. I also wanted to add, that I would go pee before we leave, but they didn't here me, and so I followed on the street. The night was dark and I had rained, but at the moment the sky was clear. My bladder pressed hard against the rim of my trousers. We could here each other again, but I was much to concentrated on my bladder to follow any conversation. The urge had grown rapidly after I had left the club. Suddenly I clenched, pressed my hands in my crotch and left out a weird noise. Both girls were looking at me.

"What's the matter?" Gilian asked. She was smelling from the alcohol she had drunken.

"Nothing." I lied. Then I said: "I have to pee." Old Kaitlin would never have admitted a need to pee. 

"Why don't you say somethibg, sweetheart?" Aisha asked. "There is a secluded alley over there." She pointing on a dark street between two brick buildings with a dumpster and a fence at the end. I swallowed. This was unacceptable. The whole opposite thing had been fun, but this was going to far. I had never in my life peed in an alley, and I was not going to change this. The whole experiment had been dumb from the beginning. Another shudder overcame me, and I realized, I had no other choice. It was the alley or my jeans.

"I, um.." I stuttered.

"I wouldn't mind a wee as well." Said Aisha and quickly disappeared in the alley. 

"I'm gonna stand guard." Gilian ssid. She was looking at me expectingly, so I followed Aisha.

I was still hesitating, but when Aisha teared down her jeans in a swift motion and went into a low squad, I had no other choice than join her immediately. The alley was giving shelter towards the street, but not towards Aisha. Alas, there was no time to loose so I put down my jeans to my ankles, squatted down and awkwardly adjusted my position twice, fearing to hit my clothing or shoes. Then the stream shot out between my legs and I immediately felt a pleasure completly unknown to myself. My pee was strong and hitting the brick ground, that was already wet from the rain. I couldn't prevent myself from moaning loudly. This was not just the regular pleasure of relief, this was something else. Suddenly I heard Aisha giggling. I opened my eyes, not realising I had closed them and looked over to her. She was squating an arms length away from me and I could clearly we her trimed muff, despite the dark night. Apparently I was staring at the forceful, but precise stream she was spreading, because she jokingly said: "My eyes are up here, lady." I felt caught and immediately looked in her eyes. I hadn't noticed how beautiful her eyes were until that moment, those piercing green eyes that jumped out of her dark face. What was that feeling? Aisha's stream died and she stood up, her vagina now on level with my eyes. Her jeans were still at her ankle and I could clearly see a last drop escape her, run down the small bit of hair and than drop down and land in the middle of her blue panty. 

"You are beautiful." I said, and immediately got red. Apparently I was more drunk than I had thought, because I didn't say it on purpose. 

"Thanks." Aisha said, apparently a little amused. "You too." Then she grabbed her trousers and put them back on, walked over to Gilian.

My stream was still gushing out of me and I felt like I was in a complitely different world. How could peeing in an alley make me feel this way? When I finally finished, I kept squatting for some moments, before I had got back my countenance, redressed and joined the others. 

"Better?" Gilian asked.

I nodded. I felt so much better.

"Wait for me, yeah?" Gilain said, giving Aisha her purse. I turned around and looked at her while she went a few steps inside the alley, then dropped her jeans and got into a high squad. I could only see her bare legs, but nothing further up. A strong and messy stream left her while she peed for only a short time. It splashed onto the ground loudly, some of it even hitting the dumbster and flowing down it's blue metal wall. Then she put her jeans back on. I don't know what made me watch her so closely. Fascinating.

"You have to guard the other direction." She commented, when she saw I had watched her, but apparently she was neither offended nor ashamed. We left our three puddles in the alley and went to the next club. I have no idea how we have gotton home that night, but I know none of us joined the campus tour the following morning. 

[Bobbyjoe69 8]

You keep dropping bangers, I look forward to see where this story heads if you decide to continue it. The Seinfeld references are also great.

[wetwulf 3,237]

Great story @Broccoli! I hope this does become a series. I would love to see more of these girls.

[Alfresco 11,183]

Loving this so far @Broccoli.   Brilliant start and I love the backstory an detail.  Definitely would love to read more.

[Lutab 1,026]

Good start. I look forward to them all soaking that empty room with piss 😜

[Broccoli 135]

1 hour ago, Lutab said:

Good start. I look forward to them all soaking that empty room with piss 😜

Are you a Mentalist? Because I just finished writing part two and this is exactly what is going to happen. And I swear, I had not planned it in the beginning! The whole room change was originally intended to show how fate is favoring the opposite. But I'll guess soaking the room will show some kind of fortunate fate too....

 

[Lutab 1,026]

Lol guess I’m just the erotica psychic XD

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