Natasha & when peeing became sexual

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As you may have read I had plenty of interesting peeing experiences growing up but none it was really a sexual encounter until Natasha (not her real name), one of my first girlfriends. What she did flipped a switch in me and connected all my interests straight to my heart and my cock.  

Natasha was a tall, slender brunette of Russian and Scandinavian heritage. She would always dress very fashionably and in subtly revealing ways. For example she would borrow her mothers suit jacket and wear it to school with a really short skirt and and no shirt— just taped to conceal her nipples. She would wear a party dress again tapped to her breasts with no bra revealing a cleavage line to her stomach and side boob. She was the social center of a party, always in control and to me she was my teenage super model. 

We were part of the student leadership and would often work on school events. One such event was a dance held on campus. The dance was going on in a large assembly hall and some of the classrooms near by had been decorated to serve as lounges with beverages etc.. One was a chemistry room with many counters and sinks.

Towards the end of the dance the leadership team was assigned to clean and close  up the rooms. Natasha and I went to clean up the chemistry room.  No one was left in the room and soon as we walked in, Natasha shut the door behind us, turned off the lights, pulled me against the wall and started kissing me. She was a very passionate girl. After a minute of this I had worked my hand under her dress. To my delight she had no panties on, was quite wet and I began to finger her. After a moment she stopped kissing held up her finger as if to say wait. She then walked over to a counter, hoped up on it and motioned me with her finger to come near. I followed and started kissing her again while she was seated on the counter. I reached under her dress again and it became apparent she was actually sitting on the edge of one of the sinks. As I fingered across her wet slit I was all the sudden startled that I felt a hot blast of pee. It surprised me so much I stopped kissing her. Looking eye to eye she said, "I had to pee." I could hear her stream hitting the side of the sink with force and feel some small drops of splash back on my hand. She closed her eyes and leaned into to kiss me again. As we kissed she continued to pee. I stuck my fingers back inside her, which made her pause peeing a second and then she started again peeing on my fingers as I rubbed her. He pee came to a trickle and she moved forward to the edge of the sink. I was ready to burst out of my pants and started reaching down to undo them for what was to come next. 

Unfortunately, we heard a click of a key going in the classroom door. We both instantly knew it had to be our leadership instructor. Natasha jumped off the counter and started to straighten up. I ran behind a counter trying to hide the erection in my pants. The teacher walked in, turned on the lights, looked at both of us and said, “what are you two doing?” I said “cleaning up.” she responded “with the door closed and the lights off?” giving us a look that said she knew were up to some funny business. We then had to clean up. We stole a brief make out session after that in a dark hall but then we each had to go. 

That would not be my last run-in with Natasha.  It certainly introduced me to girls peeing sexually and in sinks in a way I will never forget.

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One thing I forgot to mention earlier was that Natasha had spent time in Scandinavia growing up and in the summers so perhaps that’s why she was open to peeing—unfortunately it was never a topic I discussed with her. I remember years earlier on a school trip she had described peeing in the shower and separately masturbating very openly and she was surprised that her friends found this talk shocking. She also mentioned convincing her brother to practice kissing so I think she was just very open and experimental. I would later learn that she really liked sex. 

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Following the chemistry room we talked a lot, flirted and messed around and ended up frequently hooking up. I was unfortunately too immature to fully grasp and embrace the concept of dating. 

As I’ve mentioned before I spent time growing up in both the US and Europe. The US was mostly a bore compared to Europe. However, there was an exception. The US has a phenomenon of “Keggers”— parties where young people get a few kegs of beer and assemble in an outdoor area to drink. This of course results in outdoor peeing. Where I grew up the Keggers often took place after sporting events and were often in parks, golf courses of up in the hills. 

One particular night was a full moon and the post-football kegger was up a hill with an amazing view of the city below. The hill was basically terraced with V shaped drainage canals about 3 or 4 feet wide that spiraled around the hill. These canals were an easy way to walk to the top without going through the dry scrub brush. I arrived at the party late and I could already hear the crowd up the hill. I walked up the canals to climb the hill. 

When I was almost at the top I noticed a trickle of water in the base of the canal. I thought that was odd because it had not rained recently and the hills were parched. A moment later I came around a corner and the source of the liquid became apparent. Natasha wearing her cheer uniform was in a wide squat with her feet on either side of the V-canal. I was about 10 feet away and slightly downhill so I had a perfect view of her shaved lips and forward stream shooting vigorously in my direction down the drainage canal. She said “hi Havelock (but my real name), we’re peeing!” with a very open, upbeat and playful tone that told me she was already drunk. I responded "I can see that.” Fortunately I really had no choice but to stand there and watch her pee. The brush and drop off on either side combined with her wide stance meant I could not easily pass. She continued to talk to me and ask where I had been. I tried to control my erection, looking at her amazing silhouette and stream in the moonlight. The width of the canal meant her feet were very wide apart, and she was squatted low relative to her feet, but her ass was actually high over the V of the canal and perfectly outlined in the moonlight.  She came to a trickle, shook her hips and pulled up her panties. I approached and patted her on the butt and pulled her in for a hug. 

We were still talking and I had almost not noticed her friends standing behind her until one of them said. “Natasha, you’re not the only one that has to pee. Havelock, can you give us some space.”  Natasha’s two friends (twins) then walked down the canal about 5 feet past us and one said “don’t look.” By then Natasha was hugging me, nibbling on my ear as she liked to do and I actually had a perfect view over her shoulder. Both her friends squatted wide over the canal and started to pee. I could see both of their asses in the moonlight. Natasha was feeling my erection through my pants and she whispered, “you like that didn’t you? Your lucky day.” I nodded yes. Then she said, “you’re watching them, aren’t you?” I nodded yes again and she squeezed my balls. The other girls finished and we all walked up the hill to the party.

Later, I was hanging out with some of the guys and one of the twins walked up. One of my friends asked “where’s your sister?” She answered, “she’s laughing hysterically and peeing in the bushes with Natasha.” pointing to some brush. That was my cue. I walked across and into the low scrub brush and I could hear giggling although I’m not sure why. There was a clearing and there was the twin straightening herself out and Natasha just reaching under her skirt. They stopped laughing and the twin said hi and then told Natasha she was heading back to the party. Natasha said she would be fine with me. 

Natasha looked at me as she continued to pull down her panties, dropped into a low, wide squat. Then she looked down as a stream started splashing forward onto the dry ground from her shaved crotch. She then looked up at me once the stream was going. She could tell I was spellbound by what I was watching. She gave me a bit of a sexy face and then laughed and rolled her head back drunkenly just as she was finishing. She bounced around a bit to get the drops, and then she stood up, but left her panties at her knees. She shuffled around a little to put her back facing me and then pulled up her cheer skirt showing me her naked ass and bent over a bit, laughing again. She was amazingly fit, her ass was tight with a thigh gap bellow that showed off her very neat and tiddy "innie" pussy lips. I approached her from behind and rubbed up against her bare ass which made her stand up and turn over her shoulder to kiss me. We ended up having sex with her bent over and the city lights below in the background. A few times people came over to use the bushes, but went somewhere else after seeing us, which she found funny.