Good Neighbors

[Vassal 1,222]

This one is a bit different than my usual stories, happened to be written all in one go and is unedited, so please excuse any of that. Not quite complete but I had fun writing it.

M/F solo naked peeing, M/F wetting, slight watersports, pee drinking

 

I had finally landed a good enough gig out of trade school to finally afford a modest home. Thank god for parents who still put up with me. I was happy enough with the two bedroom raised ranch I had bought at the back of a housing development. I had no neighbor to my right, just undeveloped forest and due to the landscape, had a small rocky hill between me and the neighbor too the left. The only downside was the neighbor's plot behind mine was subjected to the same geology and was a bit close, our second level decks were probably about 30 feet apart. So close in fact that when I met the neighbor, Kelsey, a young woman, suggested that we put up shared clothes lines and I agreed. 

After a quick chat we shared that we were both the same age. I worked as an electrician and she worked various as a bartender at a high end restaurant. Even though our properties were very close, I was glad that Kelsey was my neighbor. She was very cordial and we'd help each other out from time to time in the coming weeks, but she was also gorgeous. Of medium height she had a tight athletic figure, her chest was not large but more than enough and when she turned around I couldn't help but gaze at her tight ass. Sometimes we'd catch each other doing yardwork and she'd be wearing spats, her thighs were to die for and sometimes I swear I saw more than a pretty prominent camel toe poking out of her crotch. I even helped her with some light electrical work.

I was pretty happy with the arrangement and was settling in to enjoy my new life here and Kelsey was an amazing neighbor all around. She even warned me that she would forget to close her blinds and would often walk around the house naked. I wasn't sure if it was supposed to be a joke or not and have yet to see if it was true.

Between moving and a new busy job I barely had any time to enjoy myself. And by that I mean indulge in my fetish, you see part of why I picked such a secluded property was because I like to pee anywhere except the toilet. I had planned to build a fence between our two properties but that was still far down the list of things to do. I found that I didn't have the time, or rather wasn't in the mood to partake in any of my proclivities. I definitely didn't want to have to deal with the clean up while I was still unpacking. A piss pool on hardwood or a puddle on carpet isn't what I want to deal with while shuffling things about.  In fact my morning chats with Kelsey were the highlight of my day in that first week. Gave me a sneaky way to find out her work schedule too so I could be free to pee where ever I liked with reckless abandon. I shared mine of course. 

Tonight my last job happened to run late and it was well into nightfall when I was headed home. I finally had a day off tomorrow and the majority of the unpacking was over so I wanted to have some fun tonight when I knew Kelsey would be on a later dinner shift. I had intentionally avoided using the bathroom for this last job and made sure to drink plenty of water. By the time I was in the truck I was bursting and was squirming hard when I pulled into the driveway. I already had the spot picked out in my mind. I wanted to piss all over the deck while facing Kelsey's empty home. The two homes were identical with big sliding glass doors on the decks leading into a kitchen.

I quickly got out of the truck, already unzipping my fly and starting to undo my pants before I got to the front door. By the time I had gotten to the kitchen I had kicked my shoes and pants off and was just in my shirt. I was about to hit the light switch when I noticed something out of place. Kelsey's kitchen lights were on! Thankfully I hadn't hit the light yet, I was there lewdly grasping my cock dancing from foot to foot, what would she had thought if she saw me? I mean part of the fantasy was imagining her watching me piss all over the deck rather than in the toilet, intentionally leaving an enormous puddle. How would she react?
In the darkness I covered my privates out of shame before remembering that she likely couldn't see inside. Heck she wasn't even in the kitchen right now. Calmed down I was relishing this bit of exhibitionism, stripping my shirt off I was naked just outside of Kelsey's sight. The newfound arousal helped stem my desperation for a time as I strutted my stuff around the kitchen. Lewdly shaking my cock at the sliding glass window.

I got a bit of a shock when Kelsey suddenly walked into the kitchen. Even more so since she was completely naked herself. Her perky breasts hung proudly on her chest and the curves of her ass weren't just the spats doing work. Best of all was the prize jewel, her lovely pussy, long protruding lips hanging down between her mound, capped with a long narrow black landing strip. 

I now felt rather bad, I knew I shouldn't continue watching despite my own exhibition going on over here but I continue to watch, making sure not to make any sudden movement in the darkness. What I saw next would change my life. Kelsey sauntered over to the sliding glass door and squatted facing it a few feet away, spreading her knees wide. I crept closer to my glass door to get a better look, trying to see what she was doing, and to get a better look at her privates. Kelsey then leaned back and as she sighed heavily suddenly a thick torrent came gushing from out between her lips, spraying the glass door in front of her. The force of her stream strong enough to shake her labial lips, causing the stream to sprinkle from side to side, a lovely cascade washing down the window.

I couldn't believe it. Not only had I caught her nude but I caught her pissing in her kitchen! This was intentional, there's no way this could be an accident. I couldn't believe my luck, here I was about to christen my deck with my first naughty pee and I catch my hot neighbor pissing on her window. 

Kelsey now had one hand spreading her lips apart as she was directing a powerful stream as high up the window as she could. It looked like a lot of fun and reminded me that I really had to piss myself. I also didn't want to miss the show. Need and arousal won out over logic and sound judgment as I quickly surveyed what was around my glass door, nothing but tile thankfully, cock in hand. 

Deciding it was safe I signaled to my bladder to let go, which shouldn't be hard considering my childhood room closet was my personal bathroom. I had been infatuated with the idea ever since a childhood friend was over one night during her college break. We had been drinking and quite loud and didn't want to further annoy my parents so Amanda had to pee and came up with an idea. To just go to the bathroom in the closet. She was a like a sister to me and we were good friends but I was still surprise to see her drunkenly slide down her pants and panties, not caring that I had curiously followed her inside, mostly to make sure she didn't pee on my stuff. I cleared a few boxes, not without a few quick glances at Mandy's butt and pussy as she helped. 

Catching one of my glances she drunkenly stammered, “Hey, that's not fair that you're wearing pants, take em off mister, free that hog.”

Drunken courage made me eagerly reply, I mean why not, it made sense. Mandy gave my cock a real good long look before turning towards the corner, “Come pee with me in the corner,” she slurred. 

Stepping next to her I could see that she was using both hands to pull apart her pussy lips as she leaned back. I grasped my cock in anticipation and pointed at the wall. It took quite a while for either of us to go, Mandy started to dribble on the carpet as her bladder finally gave way, shooting a thick stream of piss out from her pink folds splattering the corner. Seeing her go was all my bladder needed and soon a thick stream of my own was joining Mandy's as our combined piss was streaming down the wall, darkening the carpet in the corner. I glanced down and saw that Mandy had small puddles beneath her feet. A loud hissing filled the closet as both of our urethrae hosed down my poor closet wall. When we were both pushing out the last few spurts the puddle on the carpet reached our toes, pooling with the ones already under Mandy's feet. 

The room now stank of our pee and Mandy said so, grabbing one of my towels to dry her legs and pussy. “That was definitely better than waking your parents up again,” Mandy said.

“Where'd you come up with that,” I asked.

“You know my older sister Luna? She used to piss in her closet, let me too when I wanted. I think I even saw Joey come out of there once.” Joey was her younger brother. “Never wanted to use my own, I have too much stuff, came in handy when the only bathroom was occupied and I didn't want to go outside.” 

Throughout the rest of the night we'd pee in the closet, together when possible, otherwise we'd just keep chatting and piss just inside the door or in my case into the closet. When we went to bed, Mandy even scooched to the edge of the bed and peed long distance into the open door with a huge splashing. There was still the lazy stream leading to her pussy on the carpet when we woke. I had opened all the windows and did my best to try to get rid of the smell. It was a great learning moment, especially since I'd often forgo the toilet and just pee on the closet carpet from that point on. Never did have it happen again with Amanda though. 

I wondered what she'd think of my new place as I now stood ready to use my kitchen door as a urinal, in full but darkened view of my neighbor doing the same. It took some moments for my pee to get started but I was soon watching the magnificent fanning of my piss on the glass door. As I swayed my penis side to side I hoped that Kelsey could see me. I could soon feel the warm pee pooling around my feet as the torrent cascaded down.

Glancing across the deck I noticed that Kelsey was now standing up, finishing the remainder of her pee standing up, using both hands to pull her lips apart she was spraying down the door as expertly as I was. Almost as if in the exact same way. Soon her stream died down in a few last droplets onto the tile below her. I could see a bit of pouting as she used two fingers to shake her pussy of the last few drops, bringing them to her mouth when she was done to suck off the remnants. Dancing over the puddle she spritely grabbed a towel and dropped it on the puddle, using another to wipe down the magnificent fan stained on the glass. 

As my stream dwindled I spurt out the last few bits as high up the window as I could go before grabbing some towels to hastily clean up myself. I decided to wait a bit before turning on the light as to not scare Kelsey from her unusual toilet, in fact I want to foster that behavior. I wondered how to work it into the conversation without letting on that I knew. I decided to don some clothing with the lights on  and I kept an occasional glance across the way to see if Kelsey's nudity would still be on display now that she knew I was home. Sure enough it still was and she even gave me a wave. I wondered how she'd react if I returned in kind, stripping down to nothing or if she would think I'm a pervert and call the police? I decided to couch that thought for now as I was sipping on a beer or two and some water to boot and had to pee. 

I had thought about christening my new closet but after what I had seen Kelsey do earlier was making me horny. Waiting until I knew she was in the kitchen again I strolled to the kitchen sink, which would mean my back was to the sliding glass door. The sink was just enough of an awkward height that I had to raise up on my toes so I could pull my cock out of the top of my pants and clear the sink basin wall. I glanced awkwardly behind me to see if Kelsey was still there and was shocked to see that she was looking in my direction. Embarrassed I quickly glanced back to the sink and my cock pointed down at the drain. Thinking it suspicious that I was just staring at the sink I turned the faucet on, as if she could see that clearly. The faucet helped my bladder and I was soon noisily peeing into the kitchen in full view of my neighbor, granted she couldn't see anything. My urine was drumming heavily on the stainless steel walls as it swirled down to the drain. I wondered what she would do if I suddenly turned to the side and stepped away to showcase my cock spraying an arc of piss into my kitchen sink. I wondered, did she pee in her kitchen sink too? Did she get up on the counter and squat over it? Did she slide her butt up over the edge like a toilet? Or was she able to stand and pee into the basin?

My thoughts raced as my stream waned, I pushed the last few spurts out against the steel walls and made a wonder drumming sound as my bladder finally emptied. I shook the last few drops into the sink and placed my dick back into my pants and tried to turn around as nonchalantly as possible. I was delighted to see Kelsey now sitting at her kitchen table looking out the window as she drank some tea. This time I waved and she waved back, shifting back in her seat and spreading her legs a bit. I had a good view of her snatch from under the table and I tried not to stare. 

I had a few more beers and decided it was time for bed. And besides I needed to pee. I shut my kitchen light off with a good night wave to Kelsey, still at the kitchen table. I had wondered if she peed anywhere when I was in the kitchen, I wondered as I walked towards my bedroom. I started for the closet when I thought to myself, why should I be confined to just peeing in the closet? It's my own house, my own bedroom. I tossed my shorts into the laundry hamper and strode into the middle of the room, dick already in my hand. At this stage in the night it was easy to unleash and I started a healthy stream onto the middle of my carpet in a growing dark puddle. The sound of the carpet straining to absorb my piss was heavenly as it gurgled and burbled. There were dark droplets splashing on the carpet all around the growing puddle. It felt so freeing to just pee in the middle of my bedroom like this. It was just so naughty and taboo. 

My stream died down and I didn't bother to hold my cock for the last few remnants and let them spurt out as I walked back to the dark kitchen, leaving a trail of small puddles as I went. When I got to the kitchen I intended to grab a glass of water before going to jerk off and go to bed. As is my habit at night, due to good night vision, I tend to not turn on the lights when doing things like this. Particularly going to the bathroom, much to the chagrin of my family. As if right on cue, I glanced across to Kelsey's kitchen and now saw her standing on her kitchen counter with her feet astride the kitchen sink.  I then noticed a thin glistening stream of urine issuing forth between her legs splattering in the sink basin. 

I couldn't believe my eyes, in fact I found I was very aroused. Here was a grown woman, stark naked standing on top of her kitchen counter having a standing piss into her sink. She moved a hand down to her twat and massaged her clit, running her fingers through the stream as it made a mess of her kitchen counter and floor. She soon squatted down in a manner similar as before at the door and peed out onto the kitchen floor as her hand found her vagina and thrust in a few fingers. Her pee sprayed out messily into the sink.

I found myself stroking my erection as I watched my neighbor masturbate while pissing. It felt shameful but felt so good. I stroked faster as Kelsey's tempo increased when she suddenly gave a muted cry and shuddered, falling butt first into the pissy sink. She couldn't help but laugh at the same time I came thick white ropes across my kitchen tile. I realized quickly what I did and cleaned up the mess as best I could before leaving the kitchen for good that night.

The next morning I was surprised to find I didn't get up in the middle of the night to pee and realized that I had to really go. I wasn't sure I was ready to wet the bed yet, but I was prepared with a mattress cover already installed just in case, so I sprang out of bed, narrowly missing the huge puddle still evaporating from last night. I wasn't too worried about the mess or lingering odors as I had invested in a good carpet cleaner. My toilet this morning would be my closet corner, the preferred back right corner, same as when I first pissed in my closet with Mandy. I had already pulled my cock out as I entered the closet and was soon pissing a strong yellow stream onto the closet wall. I lucked out that these walls were white and hoped that my morning pee would stain the paint. Maybe one day I would show Mandy. All the beer I drank last night made my pee smell strongly, I was sure the smell would linger throughout the day. Cleaning could come later I thought as I pissed up the wall. The carpet was white too and becoming a darkened slight yellow as my pee seeped down the wall into the fibers. 

My stream started to die down and I shook the last bits out over the carpet. I had half a mind to walk naked to the kitchen again as I did last night but decided against it. I figured I'd let Kelsey take the lead as I did last night. Was last night a one off nudist pee event? I knew she had today off too and in fact lamented the luck, I had hoped to be completely alone, even though I knew I could just close the blinds. Now I was glad she did. I changed into the most provocative but casual clothes I own, a t-shirt and some short running shorts and went to the kitchen for breakfast. As usual Kelsey was across the way fixing her own breakfast in her usual bath robe. I was a bit disappointed. 

I brought my coffee and eggs to my deck table just as Kelsey was taking her first bite of breakfast.

Figuring ignoring last night was the best way to go about things, I waved and said a hearty, “Good morning.”

She smiled and waved a muffled good morning back at me. We exchanged the usual pleasantries and breakfast discussion and drank copiously from our large mugs of coffee.

Attempting to broach the subject of last night Kelsey said, “Thought you went back to your parents for the night, you got home later than usual.”

“Yeah, my last job ran late, I thought you were working the late shift?”

“I was but the toilets broke so we had to close early, kinda liked the early night anyhow. I did say I walk around naked sometimes, didn't I? Like the show?” she teased. 

“I hope you don't mind my constant looks, it was a great treat after a long day,” by now all the coffee was reaching my bladder and I had to pee. I didn't want to excuse myself because the conversation was just starting to get good. I also had a naughty idea pop into my head. I had pretty thick cushions on my deck chairs, I would simply wet myself while talking to her and the cushion would absorb my pee and not make too much sound to alert her. I don't know how she'd react if I just stood up, whipped it and out started peeing off the deck towards her.

[Vassal 1,222]

I had become a pro at wetting myself after a few college summers at Amanda's family pool. They did only have the one bathroom and I never wanted to go into the house wet so I usually just peed in the pool. Amanda sure did. I even got to the point where I would just pee in my suit even I was on the deck.

Waiting for Kelsey to speak so I could concentrate I signaled my bladder to let go and let a little spurt into my shorts. I wanted so badly to glance down and see the wetness but I was wearing light colored shorts and knew it wouldn't show too vibrantly. I decided to let it go in spurts so I wouldn't flood out the cushion and could hear a lovely squelching from between my legs as the warmth spread itself over my genitalia, seeping down my crack and tickling my butt, while pooling on the cushion fabric. What a delightful morning, cool air, good coffee, and talking to a pretty girl while pissing your pants. 

I soon started to lose control of the spurts and was now pissing non-stop into my light blue shorts. I tried to control it as I could feel it pooling up between my thighs. Not wanting it to cascade over the edge and make a loud noise I tried to nonchalantly slide back a bit, hoping nothing would overflow or be too noticeable. 

The flowing warmth pouring over my crotch was mesmerizing as Kelsey continued bluntly, “I wouldn't say I'm a nudist, though it is freeing. If anything I should feel bad I was making you stare. I can't believe I just came outright and said it,” she blushed. “But if we're going to be neighbors I figured I'd come out with it. You're cool and at this point I trust you. Even if you weren't home last night I was gonna be nude all day today anyway know you were supposed to be home. I hope you're okay with that?”

I could tell she'd be working up to this. “Of course, I, uh, just didn't expect you to have been serious when you said you'd 'forget' to close the blinds. I'm cool with it. I've never done the whole nudist thing, would you mind, when I feel comfortable, if I went nude too? It sounds kind of fun.” I said, adding, “Probably makes going to the bathroom pretty easy, nothing to remove!”

“Like you wouldn't believe” she smiled, “Now if you don't mind it's time I lose this robe,” she stood and up and removed her robe, slinging it over the back of her chair. She made no effort to hide the wet patch on the butt of her robe, did she wet herself while talking too?

“Have a good look,” she added, “I don't mind.”

Look I did. She was much closer this time and I could see how hard her dark brown nipples were. I swear I could even see a glistening sheen of wetness around her pussy. As if to show more of her naughty toilet she spun around and stuck out her butt, shiny with wetness.

She twirled back and gave a quick giggle, “God this feels so good, I'm glad you're okay with it and not some right-wing Christian couple. I can't wait until your comfortable to join me!”

“I'll see what courage I can muster up today,” I responded, gulping down the last of my coffee.

With that Kelsey started to clean up her breakfast dishes, giving a great view of her ass as she bent over the table. When she was inside I stood up and used the height difference to glance at her seat cushion and sure enough there was a wet stain the shape of her ass. I turned to clear my own dishes and chuckled noticing the same on my cushion. I took the time to glance down and noticed that my wet patch was fairly noticeable, darkening the light blue.

It wasn't carelessness in the way that Kelsey showed me that she wet herself, I just wonder if she knew I was peeing myself too. I checked my bladder and felt I could pee again. Returning to wipe down the table I saw Kelsey doing the same, her tits hypnotically swaying as she cleaned. With my back to her I started to pee again in my shorts, letting little spurts out, looking down I could see the pee glisten brightly as it rewet the material. I let just enough out that it started to roll down my legs, thinking I was sufficiently soaked I turned around towards her.

Wanting to draw her attention I spoke up, “What are your plans for the day?” 

When she turned around I couldn't tell if it was the heat from my piss or her gaze warming my nethers. She stammered, “Well, I was gonna just laze around, probably sunbath a little and do some reading. How about you?”

“Oh I have some projects around the house. Might just laze out on the deck, that sounds good too. And I thought about the nudist thing, I'd like to join you.” With that I threw off my shirt and and peeled off my wet shorts, exposing my gleaming cock to Kelsey.

“Oh my gosh,” Kelsey squealed, throwing her hands in front of her eyes in mock fright, all the while looking through her fingers. “I didn't expect you to drop trow so fast. Nice cock.”

I blushed and looked down at it, it was a nice cock, luckily I had trimmed my pubic hair last night too so it was looking pretty stately, despite being damp with piss. I don't want to boast but I'm fairly big too, longer than 6 and a half inches. Grinning I waved my cock at her in response, hoping I wouldn't be crossing a line. She responded by shaking her tits at me. We had a good laugh before going about our day. I put my wet shorts on one of the drying lines, wet patch prominent, likewise she put her robe up, showing off the wet spot.

I still had to pee and wondered if Kelsey did too. I stuck around in the kitchen cleaning the dishes while hoping the little bit I let out wetting myself again would hold my bladder off. I had kept the screen open as to feel the cool breeze on my bare bottom and to keep a listen for my neighbor. When I had finished all the dishes I heard the sliding door close and tried to not act too quickly and too excited. Putting away the last of the cooking supplies I walked up to the screen and glanced out. Kelsey had posted up on one of her lounge chairs and was reading a book, she had her legs spread wide open in my direction.

I started some more coffee and returned to my post at the screen door to see that Kelsey now had her legs spread even further apart and her pussy was gushing straight onto the lounge chair cushion before her. Her long lips were oscillating with the force of her bladder as she sprayed out onto the chair. 

Seeing the wanton display was too much for my bladder and I was now dribbling pee onto my kitchen floor, gaining control I grasped my penis and started to pee through the screen loudly out onto the wooden deck floor. The screen was spraying my pee in all different directions splattering the wood. The sound was enough for Kelsey to look up from her book. Her eyes instantly locked on to me and she stopped her stream and sat up, watching me piss through my kitchen screen door onto the deck completely naked. 

She smiled, ear to ear, and leaned back again, still watching my display. I had started to aim my piss side to side through the screen, watching the little squares fill up with pee. She had put her book down and with both hands was now pulling apart her lower lips, arching her hips forward. Again she started to pee but this time in a high fountain, slapping loud enough on the cushion that I heard it. Soon our bladders dwindled and I gave my cock a good shake against the screen while Kelsey gave her pussy more than wipe clean with her hand. 

Our toilets finished we resumed our activities, the coffee was going to be ready soon and I quickly ran down to the basement to put together a dumb waiter of sorts for the drying line. Hearing the click of the coffee maker I ran up stairs with my contraption and poured two mugs of coffee. I then rigged up the device to the curiosity of my neighbor and placed the coffee mug on the tray.

“I thought you might like some coffee,” I said, ignoring the huge wet stain on my neighbor's seat cushion and the huge puddle on my deck. 

She readily accepted the mug, exclaiming, “Good coffee,” when she took a sip.

I grabbed my favorite glass mug and sat down at my table again to read a book. I was adamant not to let Kelsey take the lead on the next pee. I had made sure to fill up on water while inside before bringing out the coffee, and coffee usually makes me have to pee a lot, and I hoped Kelsey had the same issue.

When I had drained my coffee I finally had to pee again. I had barely read my book but instead was thinking of all the different ways I could pee, some discrete, some not so much. I considered leaning back and just pissing into the cushion with my naked cock but wasn't sure Kelsey could see it. I could lift it up and aim out under the table but that seemed too boring. I had come to the one conclusion, I would pee into my empty coffee mug. It was glass so she could surely see the action.

I didn't want to do it under the table either so I placed it at the edge of the glass table in front of me with a hard clang. Putting down my book I stood up, making sure Kelsey was watching. The small mug was the perfect height for me to dip my cock inside it hands free. The coffee did it's magic as I soon was filling the mug with a clear yellowish pee, the level soon rising up to the tip of my cock, enveloping it in the warm liquid. The feeling was thrilling, especially knowing my neighbor was watching me deliberately piss in my mug, drowning my cock. Looking over at Kelsey I saw her quickly downing the remainder of the large coffee mug I sent over. Going back to my own toilet I saw that I was nearly the rim of the small mug and cut off my flow, not wanting to overflow onto the table just yet. I waited to see what Kelsey would do as I pulled my cock out of my urine filled mug, moments ago filled with coffee.

Kelsey grabbed the empty mug and stood up from the lounger and placed the mug between her legs, holding it from behind so that I could get a good view. She soon started to noisily pee into the mug, long flaps flowing with great cataracts into the tall mug. It was as powerful as it was short and she soon was squirting the last little bits into the mug, “Aww, only three-quarters full. Think you can add to that?“ she said, wiping her pussy with the rim of the mug before placing it back on the dumb waiter tray and sending it over.

“Got plenty left,” I said as I grabbed it from the oncoming tray. Holding it in my hands it was warm with her heat. The fragrant urine wafted from the mug's contents. I had the urge to drink some of it but didn't want to weird her out. So instead I put it on the table and held my cock up to it and added my piss to hers, our hot bodily fluids melding together in a frothy mix in a mug my mom gifted me. Thanks, Mom. 

The urine was nearing the top and I still hand more to go so I dipped my cock into the mix of my own and Kelsey's pee and let the remains of my bladder overflow the mug onto my nice glass table. Soon rivulets were running off the sides and splattering on the deck. It felt so good. Soon my bladder came to it's end and I pushed out what little there was left into the overflowing mug, causing a fresh cascade with every push. I then pulled my cock out of the mug and gave it a good shake over the table, causing droplets to fly all over it. I then ceremoniously dumped the mugs over the side of the deck to great applause.

Kelsey was busy fanning herself and hand one hand buried in her crotch. I figured I'd leave her to it and went to doing some more chores like organizing the basement. I didn't have much use for the basement outside of a bike shop which didn't take up much space so right now it had all the excess moving boxes strewn about. Now as much as I'd love to pee all over the boxes I didn't want to have to move piss sodden cardboard so I set to breaking them down. I of course had another coffee and some water once back inside. I had intended to go back to the deck to pee in front of Kelsey again but I had become so engrossed in what I was doing that I didn't notice I had to pee until I really had to pee. 

All the peeing that day was straining my urethra and a spurt escaped, wetting the carpet. I knew I wasn't going to make it back upstairs to the deck so I had to pee here. But I didn't want to piss just on the carpet, it's a bit boring, who hasn't pissed on the carpet of a raised ranch basement before? Another spurt escaped and splattered a cardboard box. I had to act quick, then I spotted it, one of my boxes of towels. Pee towels specifically. I hadn't needed more than the one for the kitchen just yet. The box was still closed but since I had ripped the top towel through the box the middle was gaped open, just big enough for me to stick my dick into. Squatting over the top of the box I inserted my cock into the interior, feeling the soft fabric of the towels on my dick head. It didn't take long for my bladder to get going as I emptied myself into the box of towels, the muted splashing could be heard from inside the box as I felt the terry cloth thirstily soak up my urine. It felt absolutely orgasmic. 

When I had finished and was pulling my cock out of the box I noticed a sparkling outside the sliding glass door, which lead under the deck. I opened it and stepped out to see Kelsey with her pussy pushed between the railing slats pissing out onto the ground from the deck. Her pee was spraying out in a great cone before pattering onto the ground. Seeing me, she waved and then put her fingers in an upside down V shape on the sides of her pussy and directed her pee into a thick stream pointed in my direction. She nearly hit me.

By now I had a considerable erection and made no attempt to hide it from Kelsey. In fact I had a devilish idea. Grasping my hardon I leaned closer to her stream and and stuck it into the cascade. It felt so warm as it flowed and splattered on my turgid penis, spraying my chest and balls with her hot effluence. We both laughed as I waved it in and out of her stream, which sadly was dying down. She let the last little drips flow out as she fingered herself, now down in a crouch at the railing base. I was now pumping my cock with her piss fervently watching my neighbor rub herself in ecstasy. I was on fire as I jerked my cock, the scent of her piss filling my nose. It didn't take very long for either of us to cum, semen burning hot as I ejaculated into the grass lawn. A quick cry followed by a few short spurts to the ground came from above.

After a few moments I moved back inside and wiped my dick on my pissy towel before moving it upstairs to the drying line. Showing them off to Kelsey I mentioned, “Pissed inside the towel box.”

“Bet that felt good,” she replied. 

“It was delightful, what's for lunch?” I asked. 

“Oh just some cold pasta but I made some lemonade, here send over the dumb waiter.”
Soon a glass full of ice and a pitcher full of yellow liquid came over and found their way to my table. I immediately filled the glass and took a sip, it was lemonade, but it tasted a bit, salty? That minx, I'm pretty sure I know what the secret ingredient was. It tasted surprisingly good, a pee shandy and I drained the glass. I kept the rest for later as I prepared some lunch. Kelsey was grinning ear to ear as she sipped her own glass of lemonade.

During lunch, Kelsey and I chatted some more, some how completely avoiding the pee subject or that we've masturbated in front of each other. I kept remarking on how good the lemonade tasted and by now I was quite partial to it. By the time I had finished the pitcher of lemonade I was quite desperate. I noticed Kelsey's pitcher was empty too.

“Looks like you need a refill of lemonade,” I called out.

“You do too,” she replied. 

I grinned. Standing up I pulled the pitched up to my cock and stuck it into the mouth, it didn't take long until my hot piss was sloshing among the remaining ice and lemon slices. I smiled as the lemon slices slowly floated up the glass as my clear yellow pee filled the container, nearly half way. It smelled a bit like a urinal cake, lemony. I finished the last spurts into my glass, filling it about a quarter of the way and then placed the pitcher and the glass on the dumb waiter and sent it over.

Meanwhile Kelsey placed her own glass on the deck floor and squatted over it where I could see. With little effort a sputtering stream issued from between her closed lips as she maneuvered her hips to aim the stream into the glass. She laughed as the glass quickly filled overflowing onto the deck floor creating a puddle between her legs. As her stream died down she let the last little bit flow down her legs as she retrieved my “lemonade,” and placed the glass of her own for me.

“You don't have to drink the whole thing,” she said, as I grabbed the still warm glass, the second time today.

“Same,” I said, giving the glass a sniff, it didn't smell bad and I was curious. I've tasted my own and curious to know what someone else's tastes like. I gave it a swig, it was salty and kind of bitter, but a little sweeter than my own. After another sip I looked over at Kelsey to see her downing the glass of my piss and going for a refill from the pitcher. 

She's a total freak and the best neighbor I've ever had.

[simiii96 3]

That story is insanely hot, one of the hottest i've ever read. Please continue writing it 😍

[Vassal 1,222]

On 7/24/2023 at 3:19 AM, simiii96 said:

That story is insanely hot, one of the hottest i've ever read. Please continue writing it 😍

Thank you! I had a lot of fun writing it.

 

 

[-Z. 314]

Really hope you write more, I haven’t enjoyed erotica like this in a very very long time. 

Edited July 29, 2023 by -Z.

[Lutab 1,011]

Very hot story! Hope you write more. Maybe he could invite her over to go on his floor 😉

[Vassal 1,222]

On 7/27/2023 at 11:27 PM, Lutab said:

Very hot story! Hope you write more. Maybe he could invite her over to go on his floor 😉

Not sure if I want to take it there. This idea came about after a very sexually frustrating period spent living back home and some not so discreet nightly pees out in the open suburbs. Always fantasized about a sexy lady seeing and reciprocating.

[Vassal 1,222]

But seeing how I wrote this Jack Kerouac style all in one shot who knows where it will lead.

[-Z. 314]

21 hours ago, Vassal said:

Not sure if I want to take it there. This idea came about after a very sexually frustrating period spent living back home and some not so discreet nightly pees out in the open suburbs. Always fantasized about a sexy lady seeing and reciprocating.

It’s your story and I think you have done a fantastic job telling it, so please keep exploring what you like. My 2 cents is definitely follow your gut, or in this case perhaps your lust!

[Vassal 1,222]

A small update, sometimes these stories are hard to continue as I tend to ramp things up fairly quickly

Later that afternoon I went down to my basement for something and glanced out the glassdoor across the yard and saw that Kelsey was likewise in the basement, still nude like myself, of course with the glass door slid open. She was giving me a great view of her curvy ass as she was bent over concerning herself with something low to the ground. Curious I stepped outside made my way closer and saw that she was scooping out something from a low container. Not wanting to startle her I announced myself before I came any closer.

“Whatcha doing,” I asked.

Turning her head around she gave me a smile and responded, “Oh just changing out the kitty litter.”

As I approached I saw that she was raking and scooping out a large low basin filled with sandy cat litter.

“I didn't know you had a cat.”

“I don't,” she grinned.

I smiled, knowing what it was for but she continued, “Sometimes I don't feel like stepping into wet puddles or having to clean up a mess, most rooms in the house have a kitty litter box.”

“How ingenious,” I said.

“It was one of my chores at my parents house. One day as I was cleaning it out I was really desperate. No one was home but me and the cats so you know.”

What a naughty neighbor I had.

“I wouldn't have thought of that, but then again I did grow up with dogs. The cats didn't mind?”

“I made sure not to do it too often or at least not before I cleaned it. Eventually I bought my own litter box and kept it under my bed to use as often as I wanted. It was a lot of fun. Was real nice on cold nights, I almost didn't have to leave my bed.”

“I did something similar but it was peeing in my closet!”

“Ooh, that's daring. I was too scared to do something like that.”

“I'll admit alcohol and a more adventurous friend were involved in that decision. I invested in a lot of Fabreeze.”

“Oh, so I'm not the first one to see you pee somewhere you're not supposed to?”

“Yep, my childhood friend Amanda, it was only the once. Apparently her older sister's closet was the spare bathroom among the siblings.”

“So that's where the idea came from, I'd love to meet her.”

“I do need to have her over for a house warming.”

“Oh, sounds like we could have some fun with that, we can discuss that later, if you'll excuse me.”

With that Kelsey motioned me to come inside and stepped over the rectangular litter box on the floor Facing me she crouched into a low squat, her knees spread, opening her pussy lips. It was then that I realized this was the first time I was invited inside her home and the first time getting a close up view of her naked body. I noticed the basement had a the slight odor of urine and grinned. I felt a bit self conscious as my eyes took in the sight of her naked beauty, admiring her curves, the way her breasts hung at her chest, the hardness and dark color of her nipples and the glistening folds of her exposed pussy lips. I was embarrassed to find her dark brown eyes gazing back at mine, knowing I was staring.

“It's alright to look, I love an audience, and besides I've been checking you out too,” with a long glance down to my cock and balls.

As she finished the sentence a loud hissing filled the room and an expertly aimed stream pushed forth between her lower lips and fell twisting into the kitty litter below her, gurgling as the grains struggled to absorb the large torrent. Kelsey let out a satisfied sigh as a dark patch started to form below her.

“You can go too if you have to,” and I did need to.

Stepping up to the litter box I was struck with the heavenly but weak scent of her clear urine. I noted how my cock was at her head's height and her eyes were glued to it expectantly. Grasping it with one hand I aimed it downward between her outstretched legs. It took some time to get going but soon my own twisting stream of piss joined her own. My stream hit the litter granules and was instantly absorbed, it was like peeing on sand. I was impressed by the lack of splashing as a dark patch of litter grew around the deep divot my flow was creating, especially since Kelsey's thighs were only inches away. The sound of her hissing and the twin patter of our toilets filled the room.

“I'll have to get me one of these,” I said, laughing, “it's such a good idea.”

“It's just so naughty and wrong,” Kelsey giggled.

“I'll have to invite you over to use my closet sometime.”

“Sounds like fun. I was thinking that after we're done here of inviting you on a hike. There's a short path that connects to a hiking trail just off our properties.”

“That sounds like it'd be fun. Do you... do you hike in the nude too,” I asked daringly.

“Sometimes but it's too nice out, someone is sure to catch us. I do know all the good secluded spots though, but we should get changed. Wear something you don't mind getting wet, and make sure to hydrate,” she said.

By now her bladder was spent and she was pushing out the last few drops in a power blast into the sandy litter. She stayed squatting, mesmerized by my pissing cock.

“I think I have just the thing,” I said, squeezing out the last of my own bladder into her kitty litter box, making a show of shaking off the last few droplets.

She finally stood up and gave her bottom a quick shake. The litter was nearly completely darkened by our combine toilet. Kelsey grabbed the litter scoop she set aside and I was amazed at how quickly she scooped up the clumps of absorbed urine, which she deposited into a garbage bag leaving the litter box as if two humans hadn't just used it.