Sarahs Peeing Life

[Azk 8]

This is the story of a young woman named Sarah and combines two of my fetishises, peeing and smoking. This stories contains peeing outdoors, cigarette smoking and masturbation. If any of these offend or upset you please don't read any further. This is my first story so constructive comments or suggestions are welcome.

 

Sarah was walking home from work at around 1:30 on a warm and sunny English afternoon. She had been working part-time as a lifeguard at her local sports centre since she was sixteen while she was studying in college. Now that her studies were over, she had been able to get upgraded to a full-time role and had just finished an early shift. She enjoyed the weeks that she was on the 'earlies' because although she had to start work at 6 in the morning, it meant that she was able to enjoy most of the afternoon alone before her parents returned from work at around 5:30 pm. 

Sarah had enjoyed college life but had no interest in attending university. She had acquired two crucial things in college. One was her NVQ qualification in Sports development, and the other might be surprising considering her love of all things sporty, she acquired an addiction to cigarettes. 

So as Sarah began her 20-minute walk back home, she was already starting to feel the effects of being deprived of nicotine for the 4 hours since her break. The first thing she did as she exited the sports centre through the main entrance was to reach into her bag, produce a pack of cigarettes, extract one of the white cylinders and place it between her lips. She then proceeded to produce a lighter, click the flame to life and touched it to the end of the cigarette. She dragged the smoke into her mouth as she lit her cigarette, expelled that first puff un-inhaled and then took a second deep drag, allowing the smoke to linger in her mouth for just a second before inhaling it into her lungs. Leaving it there a couple of seconds to extract the much-needed nicotine before slowly exhaling a thick, creamy cone of smoke from between her lips. After a couple more drags, she began to feel more like her usual self.

Sarah was introduced to smoking by her friend Amy. The two had met at college and hit it off almost immediately. It turned out that they both had a lot in common, both of them had been in swimming clubs when they were younger and were both huge fans of superhero movies. The big difference between them was that most people in Amy's family were smokers, including her parents, whereas Sarah's weren't. Sarah knew that her mother had smoked when she was younger but had quit when she found out she was pregnant. Amy herself had begun smoking by sneaking cigarettes from her parent's packs. As Sarah and Amy got to know each other better, they started hanging out at break times and during lunch. It didn't take long before Sarah realised that Amy was a smoker. It didn't bother though, in fact, it intrigued her. After a couple of months of the two of them hanging out together, with Sarah watching closely as Amy smoked her break time cigarette, Sarah plucked up the courage to ask if she could try one. Amy obliged, thinking it might be cool to have a smoking buddy, gave her one and showed Sarah how to light it. She warned Sarah not to try inhaling at first and to just breathe the smoke into her mouth. So Sarah sat with Amy puffing on her cigarette, breathing in and blowing out the smoke un-inhaled. Amy asked Sarah what she thought of her first cigarette. Sarah replied that she didn't hate the taste of the smoke but couldn't understand why people would become smokers. Amy said,"  don't worry, once you get used to inhaling it, then you'll understand". 

The next day at break time, Amy asked Sarah if she wanted to try another. Sarah said, "yes, but this time I want to try inhaling". Amy passed Sarah a cigarette, and her lighter and Sarah proceeded to light it. Amy told her not to inhale the first puff but to blow it out and then take a small second puff and try inhaling that. Sarah did as she was told blowing out the first puff and then inhaling the second. As soon as the smoke hit her lungs, the inevitable happened, and she began coughing. "Are you okay?" Amy asked as she was lighting her own cigarette. "That was horrible" Sarah replied once she finished coughing. "Don't worry?" Amy said, "just give it a minute and try again, it gets easier". Sarah waited a while and then tried again. This time she was more prepared for what to expect, and when the smoke hit her lungs for the second time, she was able to control the urge to cough. Sarah was able to smoke the rest of the cigarette and found inhaling getting more comfortable with each drag, but noticed that she was getting light-headed and starting to feel a bit sick. 'Does it always make you feel like this?" Sarah asked, "no when you get used to it, the sickness goes away, and so does the woozy feeling."

On the third day, Amy again offered Sarah a cigarette, and this time she found that although she still got light-headed, she didn't feel nearly as sick. And so it continued, each day for the next two weeks Sarah would get a cigarette from Amy during their break, and they would smoke together. Sarah realised that she should probably buy her own pack rather than continually taking them from Amy so when they were on their lunch break, Amy took Sarah to a local corner shop where the store owner would sell cigarettes without asking any too many questions. Sarah brought a lighter, a pack for herself and a pack for Amy to replace the ones she'd been taking at break times, and then the two headed back to college, and Sarah smoked her first cigarette from her own pack. Of course, buying her own pack meant that Sarah had now crossed the line of no return. That day after finishing college, Sarah passed another milestone. As she was walking home, she decided to try another of her cigarettes. This would be the first time that she smoked solo. She took a cigarette and the bright pink lighter that she had purchased out from her bag and lit up. She was really starting to enjoy smoking now even though she still had no idea what it felt like to 'need' to smoke. Later that evening she again smoked a cigarette when she was walking to her part-time job at the sports centre and another still on the walk home. This now became her regular pattern, smoking whenever she was walking someplace and during her breaks at college.

It was after about a week of this that Sarah started to notice that something had changed. She was beginning to 'clock watch' more when at college or work waiting for the moment when she could go outside for a cigarette. She was starting to notice the effects of addiction. This started to become a problem at weekends when she had fewer opportunities to smoke without her parents noticing. She was trying to come up with excuses to nip out for a cigarette without giving the game away, and she was completely unaware of the extent to which the smell of smoke lingered on her clothes and in her hair. When her mother confronted her about this one day, she tried to pass it off by saying some of her friends had started smoking around her. But this coupled with the fact that Sarah was continually having to 'pop out' meant her mother wasn't buying any of it. This led to a fierce argument that ended with Sarah admitting that she had indeed started smoking and saying that she had no intention of quitting. Sarah pointed out that she was grown up now and could make her own decisions. Also, she had her own personal income so she could buy her own cigarettes without having to take money from her parents. As much as her parents were unhappy with her decision, they realised that there was really nothing they could do about it. Sarah was earning her own money, so she could get cigarettes easily. Although she wasn't really an adult yet being only 16, they couldn't keep a watch on her 24/7. So they reluctantly accepted that their daughter was now a smoker but forbade her from smoking in the house. Sarah had to admit to herself that her parents finding out was a significant relief. Now she could smoke whenever she needed to just by nipping out to her back garden. Of course, this meant that she started to smoke more, and was soon smoking between 15 and 20 cigarettes a day.

Sarah dropped her now spent cigarette to the ground and used her foot to crush it out. She reached into her bag for her phone and checked her messages. There was one from her Dad letting her know that he'd be home late because he had to attend a late meeting, and one from Amy asking if she wanted to go to the cinema later. Sarah and Amy had remained the best of friends after finishing college. Last month they had celebrated their 19th birthdays together by taking their first trip to the local nightclub. Since she had a day off tomorrow, she jumped at the chance to hang out with Amy, and she was dying to see the new Marvel movie that had just been released. Amy agreed to pick Sarah up at six, they would grab a bite to eat and then get to the 8:30 pm showing at the multiplex just out of town. Amy was fortunate enough to have her own car; Sarah was more interested in saving her money so she could buy her own place and didn't see a vehicle as a necessary expense.

Sarah reached her front door, let herself in and headed straight up to her bedroom. She stripped out work clothes and threw them into the washing hamper in the corner of her bedroom. She then took off her bra and panties and stood naked in front of the mirror. She was reasonably pleased with what she saw. Sarah was slim, about 5'4" in height with long brown hair and slightly tanned skin, c cup breasts and shaved pubic region. She had always known that she was one of the better-looking girls in college but not found many of the guys there particularly interesting. Most of the guys she liked were put off by her smoking and the rest were too immature for her. She had a short relationship with one guy, but it only lasted 3 months before she called it off after she started to find his immature behaviour annoying. On a sexual level, they had gotten no further than her giving him a handjob in his car one night and so she remained, for now, a virgin. 

Sarah headed for her bathroom to take a shower. As soon as the warm water hit her naked body, she was reminded that she hadn't used the toilet since her break at 11 this morning. Sarah had always gotten a thrill from peeing where she wasn't supposed to. She remembered how, as a child, she would often find herself needing to pee while she was training at her swimming club and just let it slip out into the pool while she continued swimming. She also remembered how when she was walking home after her night out with Amy to celebrate her 18th birthday, the effects of alcohol had meant that her inhibitions had been lowered and her bladder was full. Fearing that she wouldn't make it home in time and noticing that a damp patch had begun to appear in the front of her panties, she ducked into an alleyway, placed the cigarette she was smoking at the time between her lips, removed her underwear from under her short purple dress and assumed the classic 'girl about to pee' squat. She took a deep, cheek hollowing drag on her cigarette as she relaxed the muscles holding back the liquid in her bladder. She looked down between her legs and exhaled the smoke from her lungs down toward the stream of pee now emanating from her vagina. As she continued to pee, she heard the voices of two men coming towards her. She began to panic as in the dark, she could not tell how far away the voices were, and she had only emptied about half of her bladder. She pushed harder, trying to speed up the flow rate, but this made the splashing sound as her pee hit the tarmac louder and now she was worried about being heard. Finally, her pee came to an end, leaving a large pee puddle below her that was running off down in the direction the two voices were coming from. She quickly stood up, adjusted her dress, stuffed her damp panties into her handbag and began walking commando-style just as two elderly gentlemen rounded the corner in front of her a bit further along the alley. She quickly walked past them, sucking on her cigarette and realised what a thrill it was to almost be caught in the act of public urination.

As Sarah was washing the soap off her naked body the pressure in her bladder became too much for her and so doing what she frequently had to do whilst she was showering, she spread her legs to the side of the bathtub, used her hands to spread her pussy lips and aimed a jet of pee towards the plughole. She had found that she was able to control her pee stream remarkably well for a woman using this method. She finished peeing and turned off the shower. She towelled herself dry, went back into her bedroom and sat in front of her mirror to blow dry her hair. When she finished drying her hair, the urge for a cigarette started to make itself known to her. Sarah put a dressing gown over her still naked body and tied it tightly around her waist, grabbed her cigarettes and headed for her backyard. She sat down on one of the patio chairs and pulled the ashtray that she kept on the patio table towards her and lit her cigarette. She was feeling very relaxed as she reclined back in the chair and put her feet up of the table. It felt wonderful to have the warm afternoon sun hitting her face as she inhaled cigarette smoke. The cord of her dressing gown was digging into her side a little, so she untied, and in the process, the dressing gown slipped a bit, exposing her left breast. At the same moment, a slight, cool breeze blow across the garden and Sarah's nipple began to tingle and harden as the fresh air blew against it. Sarah had never had her breasts exposed outdoors before, and the sensation aroused her. The garden was big with a large lawn in the centre, flower beds to the side and tall trees at the bottom. Where Sarah was sat on the slightly elevated patio, she was totally hidden from the view of neighbouring houses, so she exposed her other breast. Getting even more aroused now she took another drag of her cigarette and continued to open her robe until her entire front was exposed to the air. The feeling of being totally exposed outdoors was exhilarating. She began lightly touching her erect nipples with her fingers while she sucked slowly on her cigarette. The effect of the nicotine in her system, the warm sun and the cool breeze touching those parts of her body that she usually kept covered up made her hornier than she had ever been before.

Sarah continued caressing her nipples, moving her fingers in slow, circular motions. She placed her cigarette in her mouth and left it dangling there as one hand played with her breasts and her other hand moved slowly down her body, tickling her tummy as it made its way to her hairless pussy. She drew on the cigarette, inhaled a lungful of smoke and began to tease herself moving her hand slowly around her vaginal lips before exhaling through her nose and immediately drawing a final lungful from her cigarette. Leaving her left hand cupping her breast, her right hand left her pussy to retrieve the now spent cigarette from her mouth and extinguish it in the ashtray on the table. She grabbed a fresh cigarette from the pack and lit it and again left it dangling in her mouth. Drawing heavily on the smoke, she placed her feet back on the ground and spread her legs. Her hand resumed its teasing of her pussy lips. She put her middle finger into her hole and dragged the wetness up to her clitoris. With a small circular motion, she began to caress her clit, speeding up the movement gradually as the feeling of an impending orgasm built in her vagina. She got into a rhythm of dragging on her cigarette every 6 or 7 breaths and exhaling through her nose as the finger working her pussy increased in speed. She could feel the orgasm building and growing closer, and her breathing became heavier and deeper. The ash from her cigarette fell on to her chest, but she made no attempt to wipe it off; instead, she took another cheek hollowing drag. Her pussy began convulsing, a shudder rippled through her whole body, and she let out a muffled scream mixed with smoke as her orgasm hit her like a bolt of lightning. 

She continued to lightly stroke her clit while her breathing returned to normal. She extinguished what remained of her cigarette and immediately reached for another. She stood up and lit her third cigarette in a row, dusted off the ash that had fallen onto her chest and walked over to where the patio met one of the flower beds. As usually happened to Sarah after an orgasm, she needed to pee again, and she was still in a naughty mood. She placed the cigarette in her mouth, used one hand to hold her dressing gown out the way and used the fingers of her other hand to spread her pussy lips using the same technique as in the shower. Then she began to piss, standing up, all over the Geraniums in the bed below, gently rocking her hips back and forth to direct the stream over as many plants as possible. Her Dad would kill her if he found out, but what he didn't know couldn't hurt him. After she had finished vandalising the flower bed, she extinguished her cigarette and headed back indoors.

Amy pulled up outside Sarah's house at six as planned, and they headed off to a pub to get something to eat. The pub they chose was a traditional English country pub located just outside of town. Leaving Amy's car in the car park, they headed inside to order food and buy a drink. The pub wasn't too busy when they arrived, and they were served reasonably quickly at the bar. They ordered their food and told the bartender that wanted the food bringing out into the beer garden. Amy ordered a cola as she was driving, and Sarah had a glass of red wine. They went out to the beer garden to found a table and sat down. With it being a warm summer evening, the garden was reasonably busy, but they managed to find a table in a deserted part of the garden that was quiet and peaceful. Both girls reached into their bags to retrieve their cigarettes.  They lit up while talking about Amy's new job. She had started working behind the bar at a night club not far from the cinema they were going to later. As Amy was speaking, Sarah noticed how each word leaving her lips was punctuated with smoke. Sarah took a drag of her own cigarette while Amy was suggesting they go there together the next time they both had an evening free. 

Their food arrived, so both girls took a final puff on their cigarettes and put them out in the ashtray. They tucked into there meals, Amy had the grilled salmon, and Sarah had the steak and ale pie. After they had finished eating Amy announced that she was going to use the bathroom and asked Sarah if she wanted another drink. Sarah replied that she would like another glass of wine but if insisted that if Amy is buying the drinks here, then she would pay for the cinema. 

Sarah also needed to pee, but she had prepared for this eventuality. As Amy headed back into the pub, Sarah lit another cigarette and then casually pulled her the material of her skirt from between her legs and her chair revealing the fact that she was not wearing underwear. She slowly shifted her position so that her vagina was sticking out over the front of the seat. The table did an adequate job of hiding her activities, but she checked around anyway to satisfy herself that nobody could see what she was up to. While drawing on her cigarette, she relaxed her bladder and began peeing onto the grass below, trying not to push too hard to avoid the splashing becoming too loud. She exhaled a large cloud of smoke that was illuminated by the sun, beginning to set in front of her. The tabletop prevented her from watching the naughty pee coming from between her legs, so she continued to nonchalantly smoke getting the same thrill she always got from urinating in public. The stream of pee dwindled to a final drip just as Amy emerged from the building carrying their drinks. The two talked a while longer and smoked a few more cigarettes before continuing on to the cinema. 

The movie was great, and both girls enjoyed it immensely. Of course, as soon as the girls got out into the car park, they were both reaching into their bags to retrieve their cigarettes. They lit up and climbed into Amy's blue Vauxhall Nova to began the journey home. Amy dropped Sarah back at her house at around 11 pm. Sarah's parents were already in bed, so she said goodnight to Amy and quietly let herself in. She climbed the stairs in silence and went straight to her room. By now, Sarah was feeling really tired as she had been up since five that morning. She stripped off her clothes and underwear and started to get ready for bed. She needed to pee again but couldn't be bothered to walk across the hall to the bathroom and didn't want to risk waking her parents. She picked her underwear off the floor and placed it in the washing hamper in the corner of her room. Then leaving the lid off, she straddled the hamper, spreading her legs wide and began to piss all over her dirty clothes. The basket was quite full, which caused the splash to bounce back up and hit the top of Sarah's legs. When she was finished, she used the top she had been wearing that evening, which was still lying on the floor to wipe herself off. She then climbed into bed and fell straight off to sleep.
 

[Alfresco 11,008]

Nice story with some good peeing situations and plenty of detail.    I like that Sarah peed in the pub garden whilst Amy went inside.  I wonder what Amy would have thought if Sarah had peed whilst she was there?