The Opposite #2

[Broccoli 135]

This is part of two of the story. If you want to get to know the characters, read part one first.

Contains females peeing in naughty places and Seinfeld references.

My second day in college, the day after we had partied until way to late, I didn't do anything useful at all. When I woke up around noon I had missed the campus tour. But I lost little to no thought on college matters, my mind was occupied by the events of the past evening. More then once I recalled the image Aisha squatting in the alley, her gorgeous body illuminated by the gentle moonlight. In my head I could see her crystal clear, the memory was burned in my brain like only very few memories of mine. I even caught myself trying to recreate the sensation of last night by holding my urge to pee way longer then necessary, and the feeling of relief I experienced when I finally went to the community bathroom of my dorm was joyfully. But it was nothing compared to what I had felt in the alley. I did not understand what I had felt, and I did not understand what I was still feeling for Aisha.

The whole day I tried to meet up with Aisha and Gilian again. I knocked at their door, but nobody opened, and after that I strolled over the campus hoping to meet them. Did they avoid me on purpose? I had no memory of the evening from the third club onwards, and even than I had already told Aisha that she was beautiful. Imagining what I might have said when I was even more drunk made me shudder. But I was overthinking the whole affair. Unfortunately there was nothing opposite I could do against overthinking. I just wasted the whole day doing nothing important. In the evening it started to rain very strongly, and it didn't stop until I fell asleep.

I woke up to an unbearable noise. Immediately I was wide awake. The storm was raging on much stronger than before and a look at my watch told me it was 2:00 in the morning. It was dark outside, but my window was located away from the wind and so the rain didn't hit the glass with full force. I was starting to fall asleep again when I heard a gentle knocking. Then somebody whispered my name. "Kate." In the dark I switched on the little lamp on my nightstand, but nothing happened, so I walked to the door in darkness. I was wearing just a short nightgown with nothing underneath, so I opened the door only a little. In the dark hallway, illuminated by the flashlight of a smartphone, stood Aisha and Gilian. 

"It's 2 o'clock." I said sleepy. 

"The tree has fallen over." said Aisha, but I was still confused.

"The tree outside the dorm. It was blown over by the wind and hit our window. Its raining on my bed and there is glass on the floor." Gilian explained.

"Yeah." Aisha nodded.

"Oh my god." I was truly sorry for them.

"Can we sleep in your room?" 

"Don't you think you should call campus administration?" I asked.

"Their phone is dead. Total blackout." Gillan said.

"Yeah, come in." I opened the door fully. They both came in with their blankets and pillows and made themselves a home on the carpet after I had put away the clothes from yesterday that I had carelessly deposed there. It had been the opposite of keeping my room tidy. We were able to make light with a battery charged nightlamp of Gilians. Aisha was wearing dark green shorts made out of velvet and an old band shirt with little holes. Despite wearing no bra, as it was in the middle of the night, her breasts stayed in shape and she looked sleepy but attractive. I could see her nipples poking threw the fabric of the shirt. Was I staring at her breasts? I looked up, and she looked at me, apparently confused why I was starring at her. 

"I would drape myself in velvet if it were socially acceptable." I said, referring to her cute shorts. 

"What?" Aisha looked confused.

"It's Seinfeld." Gilian explained and I knodded. She was wearing a similar white nightgown to mine, except it looked more expensive. 

We all were tired and so we tried falling asleep as soon as possible, but after a short while Gilian exclaimed: "Well, I have to pee ladies. There is no getting around it." She stood up and left the room in the direction of the dorm facilities. After a while she came back, looking unhappy. She turned on the small light, much to the dismay of Aisha.

"Iiirgh. What are you doing? I'm trying to sleep!" She was holding her hands in front of her face to shield her eyes from the light.

"Those maniacs closed the toilets." Gilian said.

"All of them?" I asked.

"Apparently the blackout does affect them too. God I can't sleep if I don't pee before."

"And what are we supposed to do?" I couldn't imagine the administration would close the toilets and give no alternative.

"Walk to the next dorm."

"Your not gonna walk through that storm." Aisha said. She had apparently recovered from the vicious attack of the lamp.

"Of course not." Gilian said, but she was looking uneasy. Her face looked much more natural without her makeup.

She was standing there for a moment, than she started to hop from one leg to the other. We watched her, not knowing what to do. I could have easily waited until morning, but now that I knew there was no way to pee, I needed to go too. I remembered the night before. The whole situation was arousing to me. First I was afraid, but my opposite doctrine demanded that I acted on these strange feelings. But there was no way how I could convince them to pee outside again, the rain was much to heavy. Suddenly a plan formed in my mind. 

"I have an idea." I said and got out of bed. Aisha also stood up and both of them watched me as I got a key out of my jacket. 

"Follow me." I said. I hoped confronting them as late as possible with my intention would make them agree. We left my room and walked over to the next door, which I opened with my spare key. Before us lay a deserted room, similar to one I lived in. It had a desk, a closet - alas an completely empty one - and a bed frame without mattress. The floor was grey carpet just at mine and in front of us lay a window, that could not open.

"You have two rooms?" Aisha asked confused.

"This one will stay empty the whole year because the window doesn't opened. Firsy they gave me the wrong key."

"And you kept it?" Aisha asked.

"Why not? They can come and get it if they want it." I explained.

"That's all very fascinating" Gilian said, but her voice sounded desperate and uneasy. She had burried one hand between her legs. "But how is this supposed to help us?" 

Fortunately Aisha understood my plan, so I didn't had to explain it. "She wants us to pee in here." Aisha didn't sound reluctant.

"On the floor?!?"

"Why not?" I said, trying to sound casual. "Better then in my room. Nobody will use this one for at least a year."

"And when they find out?" Gilian asked. I had no answer to that. But Aisha had one. She stepped into the room and closed the door behind us. Gilian still had the battery light with her. Standing two steps ahead of us, with her face away Aisha suddenly dropped her velvet pant to ground. Her firm, dark skin was illuminated by the small lamp. She stepped out of the pants on the floor and walked further into the room. It felt like she was putting on a show for us. Was she joking? Did she feel the way I did watching her? There was no denial now, I was attracted by the girl and I was very much attracted by the thing she was about to do. Almost at the opposite side of the small room Aisha turned around and exposed her front to us. She had lifted her band shirt to her belly and slowly started to squat, her green eyes fixed on us. While Gilian and I were staring at her she began to unleash her stream. It arked forward just a little bit, hitting the felt carpet with a splattering sound and forming a messy puddle. Though her stream was tidy and no drop left the flow before it hit the ground, after that it went in all directions.

"Oh my god." Gilian had got her voice back, but only for a moment. Aisha broke down in laughter, still peeing, but not aiming anymore. Her stream hit her feet, and she quickly moved it forward again. 

"You not gonna stand there and watch me the whole time, will you?" She asked. She was clearly enjoining this, but mainly as some kind of joke I believe. Aisha didn't need to ask Gilian twice.

"It's not going to make any difference now." She justified her move, walked overt to the bed frame and sat on it, her ass hovering where the mattress should be. She put her red panties down to her knees and hitched the gown up like she was sitting on a regular toilet. Then I headed her stream shooting forward, hammering against the frame frome the inside and then running down on the carpet. After a while the puddle was leaking out in front underneath the wooden frame. Aisha meanwhile finished soaking the carpet and left a considerable puddle on the ground. She stood up and looked at me. Wordless we swapped places. First I wanted to squat too, but then I thought about it and just spread my legs. I lifted my nightgown. 

"No panties. Daring." exclaimed Aisha, followed by a whistle. I got red. But instead of peeing, nothing happened. I was just standing there a little bit displaced. Gilian finished, stood up, and put her panties back on. Aisha's shorts were still laying on the ground, her pussy on full display. She didn't seem to care. Like she had said yesterday, it felt like we knew each other for years. I concentrated, but nothing happened. Both girls were watching me closely. I closed my eyes. I imagined I was standing in the shower, where I have peed countless times. I imagened water hitting my hair and my shoulders and hearing the splashing of water. In fact, I not only imagened the sound. I opened my eyes and was peeing. Legs apart and standing in the middle of a room I thought I would live in yesterday, pee was gushing out of me and hitting Aisha's puddle on the carpet. Some went done my legs, but I didn't care. It felt so great, and it felt even greater getting watched by my new friends. After 30 seconds the stream died and I left my gown drop. Aisha applauded, which made her boobs jiggle. She picked up her shorts and put them on before we went back to my room.

"I can't believe we did this." Gilian said when we were in bed.

"Desperate times need desperate measures." I said. I felt great. Weren't it for the other girls in my room, I believe I would have masturbated that night. I don't think it would have needed much work.

"Next time I'll try it standing up too." I must have been already fallen asleep at that point. Did Aisha just say 'next time'? Impossible.
 

[Broccoli 135]

@Lutab so let's see if you can predict this one too, because I don't even know what's going to happen yet 🤣

[wetwulf 3,324]

Great second chapter @Broccoli!

[Lutab 1,052]

Awesome second chapter! Really hot and believable story. 🙂

Lol not sure I can pull that off twice, but here it goes. 
 

I think they are going to go back to that room the next day and intentionally make a big mess. Aisha is going to say how fun it is and they will decide they want to find more naughty places they can pee inside.

[Alfresco 11,631]

@Broccoli another great instalment.  Love the way that you have developed it.

I like the way that @Lutab is thinking for the next instalment, but I can see it developing slightly differently.   First of all, if the bathroom really is closed off due to the storms, then there are going to be a lot of desperate people in the morning and they are surely going to be looking for options without soiling their rooms.   I can imagine the three girls hearing a commotion in the morning and coming out of their room to be met with scenes of desperate girls at the dorm toilet door.  One of those girls just can't hold it and races to the kitchen and hops up on the sink, another girl protests at the college closing the toilets and squats in the corridor, which then leads to others following the example.   The three main characters then go into their spare room and others find that suspect and barge in on them, then all the girls decide it is unfair that these three have their own special space so they take over the room and the room becomes the official toilet until the genuine toilets are opened again.   The college authorities turn up and find a huge mess in the spare room, but nobody reveals how the room was opened and the girls all pass it off as unavoidable in the circumstances.    The authorities secure the room, but the toilets are still not open, the storm has died down, so everyone takes to peeing outside.

Just an idea of course - feel free to take it anyway you want to go.

 

 

[Lutab 1,052]

That’s also good idea for the next part 🙂