Park

[Pristila_GezelQ 381]

I stepped out onto the familiar path that led me to the top of the hill where I lived dressed in an armless crop top, leggings that reached my middle calf, and sandals that hugged my feet, I felt the freedom of the open air as I made my way up the hill.

The hill in the top of my neighborhood is covered in lush green grass offered a panoramic view of the surrounding countryside. It was my special place, a sanctuary where I could escape the worries of the world and immerse myself in nature's beauty. As I strolled along, the soft blades of grass tickled the soles of my bare feet, grounding me in the present moment.

Reaching the peak, I found myself in a small park nestled among the trees. The park was usually serene and empty, a perfect spot for solitude and reflection. But today, as luck would have it, a vibrant festival had taken over the park. Families laughed and played, while the scent of sizzling food filled the air.

As I looked around, I realized with a pang of urgency that there were no restrooms in sight. Panic washed over me as the realization sunk in—I had to pee, and very bad. The desperate sensation grew stronger with every passing moment. I pressed my legs. 

Frantically searching for a solution, my gaze landed on a secluded spot behind a copse of trees. A secluded haven hidden from the bustling festival. It seemed like my only option. Taking a deep breath, I weighed my choices and made a quickly decision.

Carefully navigating the grassy terrain, I made my way toward the privacy of the trees. Each step was a delicate dance, trying to maintain my composure while battling the growing urgency within me. I found a suitable spot, shielded from view, and quickly checked to ensure I was truly hidden.

With a mix of trepidation and relief, I lowered myself onto the ground and pulled down my leggings until my calfs, the cool grass brushing against the back of my bare thighs. I closed my eyes, trying to shut out the world around me, focusing solely on the task at hand. I felt the urine spreanding by the urethra. 

The sounds of laughter and joyful chatter faded into the background as I let go, relieving the pressure that had been building within me. Time seemed to slow down as a sense of liberation washed over me. The worries and constraints of societal norms faded away, leaving me in a moment of pure connection with nature. I heard the splashing of my piss on the wood of the tree and then on the grass soil. A big puddle was on the log and the soil.

After what felt like an eternity, I finished my business and stood up, the sense of relief mingling with a newfound sense of empowerment. As I adjusted my leggings and smoothed down my crop top, a smile tugged at the corners of my lips.

Stepping out from my hiding spot, I returned to the park.

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Such a hot story! I love the details, very nice.