Hot, Wet Spanish Night (Part 1)

[Kupar 12,377]

Part one contains female desperation, male and female peeing

Hi. I’m Olivia. Many of you have probably seen pictures of me online! I’m quite well known now, and hardly a day goes by without me giving silent thanks for my combination of girl-next-door looks, freckles … and killer curves 😉 This is a photo of me taken in my kitchen last year.

I’m lucky to have been able to make the most of my good fortune by doing the things I love and making money doing it: modelling beautiful clothes, underwear and swimwear, and teasing! I don’t know why really, but I get such a thrill from knowing there are hundreds of thousands of people looking at me and getting turned on when I smile, gaze into the camera, and show off my cleavage (or more, if you follow me on OF!). They tell me it’s the perfect combination of innocence and naughtiness that appeals. All I know is that it turns me on big time – and I’m usually a little damp after a photoshoot lol.

But I have to confess a secret. It’s a big risk to my public image I know, but I'm worried that someone is going to start spreading rumours, or selling stories, at some point, so I figured the best way to manage any potential damage is to come clean about it myself. That way I’m in control of things.

It starts as so many stories do: “I met a girl…”

I was touring Europe – all us Americans have to do it – a sort of connection back to the place so many of our families originated from. I have Spanish heritage of course, so my first stop was that wonderful country. It was just me. You might think that was a risky thing to do, but I am a pretty self-confident and sociable person, and travelling alone has never bothered me. I was at an outside table at this bar in Seville – what a city! – enjoying the best tapas I have ever eaten, a large rioja and a glass of water, when I noticed her – the pretty blonde with lovely hair, wearing a pale muslin summer dress, sitting at another table with a very sexy brunette in a classy, cool linen trouser suit, and a good-looking guy in shorts and a tee. The blonde was just staring at me. I mean really staring. And when she realised I had noticed, she looked down and flushed bright red. It was so sweet!

The three of them leaned forward and said something I couldn't catch, and they looked like they were going to get up and leave. But the embarrassed girl was so cute, and I didn’t want her to feel bad about being caught looking so I got up and walked over. “Hey! You speak English? Don’t go – and don’t feel bad – I’m used to people staring at me – and I love it! Come and join me.” And that’s how we ended up laughing and chatting for another hour as the sun finally went down on another long, hot Seville evening.

It turns out blondie – she’s Sienna – had finally been persuaded by her friend Simon to visit his house in a hill town above the city, and she’d brought her husband Matt and girlfriend Rosalynne with her, leaving the kids for a few days with their auntie. Simon was back at the house: he’d been doing some maintenance work during the day and catching up with some old friends in the town that evening apparently. I couldn’t help wondering how the relationship triangle worked out in practice at home in England where they lived, or back at the Spanish house with Simon. Turns out I didn’t have to wait long to find out about the last part anyway!

“Why don’t you join us for a night or two Olivia?” asked Matt – there’s room for one more in the car, the house has plenty of space and I know Simon wouldn’t mind at all – it would be good to show you what the real Andalucia is like away from the glamorous cities and the coast.” And he had a point.

A quick trip back to my hotel to grab a change of clothes and a toothbrush and we set off. The girls were on the back seat of the car during the drive up into the hills. We were all a little tired and didn’t talk much. I looked round at one point and saw Sienna’s head, her eyes closed, resting on her girlfriend's shoulder. Rosalynne caught my eye and winked: her left hand was under the skirt of Sienna’s dress, while her right hand gently squeezed her own left breast through the fabric of her blouse. I felt a familiar tingle in my crotch – or was it the rioja and water going through me? – and smiled back.

An hour later and we were pulling up, at just gone midnight, outside Simon’s house in a proper Spanish town – whitewashed walls and pan tiles – the cicadas chirping loudly all around. As we stepped out of the air-conditioned rental car a light breeze was pleasantly cool – and also moved Sienna’s thin, floaty dress around very nicely. The moonlight was bright, and I could see the outline of her legs through the material, and that she was wearing a little white thong: just delightful! The breeze was having another effect too, and this time it was definitely the rioja and water making its presence felt. I suddenly became aware of an overwhelming need to pee – I can’t believe I hadn’t been desperate in the car, but then it’s like that sometimes, isn’t it? You get close to a destination and the urge arrives like a train. “Matt? I really, really need the rest room,” I said. “I’ll just go ahead and knock on the door – it’s up those steps, right?”

“Sure,” he said, smiling. “He should be expecting us about now, so just explain Sienna’s brought you home for the night – he’ll understand.”

I raced up the steps, bag slung over my shoulder, and knocked on the door. I could hear someone moving inside and after what was probably 30 seconds but felt like ten minutes, the door opened.

“I’m-Olivia-Sienna’s-brought-me-home-for-the-night-Matt-said-it-would-be-OK-where’s-your-rest-room?” I hissed out through gritted teeth, dancing from foot to foot. Where had this desperation come from? I’d been absolutely fine in the car!

“Err … it’s through the living room, in front of the stairs. Turn left before the kitchen,” Simon replied, “But it’s …” I didn’t hear the rest of the sentence as I pushed past him, dropping my bag and running, my hand pressed to my crotch. I couldn’t be sure it wasn’t already too late (there was a definite wetness in my panties) when I pushed open the door to the bathroom. That’s when I realised what maintenance work he must have been doing today: the toilet bowl was upsidedown on the floor. A new cistern, still wrapped in protective polythene sheet, was propped against the wall. Nobody was going to be using that toilet tonight. I looked around. There was a shower tray – no curtain, no screen – but it was going to have to do. I kicked off my heels, stepped on to the tray, parted my legs, lifted up my skirt – I wasn’t bothered about the panties any more – and just let it flow. My God the relief was amazing! It was like Niagara Falls; I don’t think I have ever peed so forcefully or felt such ecstasy – well, not apart from orgasm. I closed my eyes and just let the happiness wash over me, as the pee washed over my feet.

When it finally stopped, I let my skirt drop back and opened my eyes. “Now that’s how to make an entrance!” laughed Simon, looking down at the puddle still flowing away through the shower drain. “I was just coming to explain about the broken toilet. You could have gone upstairs, but you looked like you wouldn’t have made it, so you’ve probably made a good call using the shower.”

“I’m so sorry – I was just desperate. I was going to wet myself in the living room if I’d had to wait a second longer!” I managed to say.

“Don’t worry about it – it’s cool,” said Simon. “But I think my friends might also need to, err, use the facilities.” As he spoke Matt, Sienna and Rosalynn entered the bathroom. I was about to say something, but before I could respond, I heard a splattering sound. Sienna and Rosalynne, still looking sleepy but loved-up, were facing one another, holding on to each other’s shoulders. I saw a stream of pee flowing from under Sienna’s dress on to the tiled floor, while a big damp patch spread across Rosalynn’s linen trousers. Matt was standing in front of the bathroom sink: his shorts were round his ankles and he had his cock in his hand. His pee was arcing gracefully into the basin and his head was thrown back as he breathed out a long, contented sigh.

The whole scene was somewhat surreal – I didn’t know where to look. Part of me wanted to close my eyes, but part of me needed to watch. I was confused: why was the sight and sound of these people relieving themselves openly so compelling, and why was I getting a tingle in my crotch again? The splattering stopped. Matt pulled up his shorts. I didn’t know what to say! Who does this? Who just pees like this in front of others without a second thought? Then I realised who’d peed first.

“I guess you all needed to go pretty badly,” said Simon. “Don’t worry about all this mess – we’ll clean it up later. And, if you want to hand me your knickers, I’ll chuck them in the laundry.” I’d completely forgotten I’d saturated my panties, but Simon was so thoughtful that I felt completely comfortable putting one hand on the wall, lifting a leg and removing them there and then. I handed them across to him. I think I heard him vocalise a sort of “Mmm” as he squeezed them out and tossed them into a basket in the corner of the room.

“Now you’re all feeling better, shall we move to the balcony and open a bottle of wine? The night is still beautiful, and I need to find out how and why you’re here and peeing in my shower. Not that I’m complaining,” said Simon with a wink.

[To be continued]

Edited May 2, 2022 by Kupar

[LovesToWet 3,413]

Great story, cannot wait for part 2. 

[wetwulf 3,186]

Oh my god that was 🥵 I eagerly await the next chapter!

[Sophie 23,037]

Omg that was incredible! Hotter than lava and so beautifully written!! I can't wait for part two! 

I don't have any privacy for another half hour and I'm counting down the minutes. My panties are a little damp after reading that and I have something I need to take care of... 

[Kupar 12,377]

Just now, Sophie said:

Omg that was incredible! Hotter than lava and so beautifully written!! I can't wait for part two! 

I don't have any privacy for another half hour and I'm counting down the minutes. My panties are a little damp after reading that and I have something I need to take care of... 

Thanks @Sophie! I'm glad you like it 🙂

[gldenwetgoose 20,243]

Olivia is welcome to pee in my shower tray anytime, as are Sienna and Matt for that matter too. 
 

Can’t wait to read more. 

[Maclir 941]

Fantastic story... can't wait for part 2

 

[LovesToWet 3,413]

12 hours ago, Sophie said:

I don't have any privacy for another half hour and I'm counting down the minutes. My panties are a little damp after reading that and I have something I need to take care of... 

This reply just adds more heat to the wonderfully written story by @Kupar 

[Maclir 941]

Fantastic story - loved reading it, and you have encouraged me to dust off some old writings of mine and post them...

[Kupar 12,377]

28 minutes ago, Maclir said:

Fantastic story - loved reading it, and you have encouraged me to dust off some old writings of mine and post them...

Excellent! I look forward to reading them 🙂 

[MidoriLemonade85 1,889]

On 5/3/2022 at 5:03 AM, Sophie said:

Omg that was incredible! Hotter than lava and so beautifully written!! I can't wait for part two! 

I don't have any privacy for another half hour and I'm counting down the minutes. My panties are a little damp after reading that and I have something I need to take care of... 

oh! Sophie! 💖

and yes, on all counts. Kupar’s stories are so……🔥💜

[MidoriLemonade85 1,889]

On 5/3/2022 at 7:13 AM, gldenwetgoose said:

Olivia is welcome to pee in my shower tray anytime, as are Sienna and Matt for that matter too. 
 

Can’t wait to read more. 

Yes! Where can I find friends like these? 😆

though my ensuite and shower are quite small! 

[MidoriLemonade85 1,889]

The story was just heating up, I am desperate to hear more! This would have turned into such a beautiful hot night for these gorgeous people. 💖🔥🌟😍🍷💦
 

[gldenwetgoose 20,243]

4 hours ago, MidoriLemonade85 said:

Yes! Where can I find friends like these? 😆

though my ensuite and shower are quite small! 

I do happen to know, and I hope I'm not giving away too much of a secret here, that there is a real life place just as described.

Although sadly I don't think it's ever had Sienna's blessing in real life.

[MidoriLemonade85 1,889]

4 minutes ago, gldenwetgoose said:

I do happen to know, and I hope I'm not giving away too much of a secret here, that there is a real life place just as described.

Although sadly I don't think it's ever had Sienna's blessing in real life.

Wow! Sounds like absolute heaven. Let’s hope they didn’t bother repairing the toilet. 

[Kupar 12,377]

4 hours ago, MidoriLemonade85 said:

The story was just heating up, I am desperate to hear more! This would have turned into such a beautiful hot night for these gorgeous people. 💖🔥🌟😍🍷💦
 

So much unfinished business I leave behind. So many stories waiting for the next part. I don't know what happens. I just dry up, then forget 😟

[MidoriLemonade85 1,889]

1 minute ago, Kupar said:

So much unfinished business I leave behind. So many stories waiting for the next part. I don't know what happens. I just dry up, then forget 😟

That’s right, Kupar. You leave me, and others, here buzzing, wanting for more! 😆💖✨

I have a MILLION ideas a minute, as you know, so let me know if you ever want me to co-author these stories to progress them to even higher places. My dirty mind has no boundaries. I fall in love with the characters, and can visualise these scenes perfectly. 

I can give you my raw ideas and you can add in all your beautiful descriptions to make them into the pieces of art that they end up as.