Beer picnic with my quiet friend

[gregor1 91]

Contains: pissing on blanket, kinky friend, naughty, nature, shy, pissing in car

 

 

Recently, in June to be precise, I came up with the idea of going out with a friend Anne from college for a few beers, to talk and have fun. My twenty-year-old friend is red-haired, pale and quite quiet girl, but I like her. On Friday, I went to her house by car, we packed a cooler with drinks in the trunk and drove to the forest near her house. About two hundred meters from the forest edge, between the birch trees, I spread my blanket on the moss to make us comfortable and opened a beer for myself and her. We weren't far from the city at all, but this part of the forest was really rarely visited by people, even though it was really beautiful and the nature was wild. Within an hour we had already drank 3 beers each, my friend was starting to feel a little dizzy, but the fun was just getting started. Anne finally said "you know what, I'm having fun with you but I'm really starting to want to pee really bad." I reacted "I hope so, go into the bushes and do whatever you need to do." Slightly nervous, she replied, "but I'm a bit afraid that I might get lost or someone might see me, wouldn't you be offended if I did it here, close to you?" With a million erotic thoughts in my head, I immediately got excited and, trying not to sound too enthusiastic so as not to scare her, I replied that there was no problem.

Anne got up from the blanket and stood with her heels on the edge of the blanket, surprising even to me how close she wanted to do it to me. She lifted her dress as high as she could, showing me her beautiful pale back and her white thong. She pulled her panties down to her knees so that I could see her genitals visible in the sunlight. Finally, she crouched down, still holding her dress as high as she could, and began to pee heavily with dark urine on the moss in front of her. The smell of her urine was really intense, this girl probably doesn't drink much on a daily basis. About half a meter in front of her, a really large puddle of urine began to form, which slowly soaked into the moss and spread in a light stream down the slope of the ground.

I didn't want to be indebted to her. I also felt like peeing for a long time, but she was really nice to talk to, so I didn't want to interrupt the dialogue. I didn't want to leave her alone, so I quietly but quickly, so that she wouldn't catch me, rolled up my dress and started peeing on the blanket. My jet hit perfectly where Anne had been sitting before. I wasn't wearing panties so I could do everything quickly. When Anne finished urinating, she wiped herself with a tissue and threw it on the blanket, I guess as a trophy for me. She sat down in her previous seat, but my urine was warm enough that she didn't feel that her dress and the bottom of her shirt were starting to soak through. We didn't stay like that for long because it was getting a little chilly, so I folded the blanket, put it in my backpack and Anne took the cooler. When we were returning to the car, Anne noticed that her clothes were wet and did not smell very nice in her opinion. She asked me if I knew anything about it and I replied that her own urine had probably soaked into the blanket. After packing my things into the car, she asked me if I had anything to put on the seat so that she wouldn't wet the it. I said it didn't bother me and she could go however he wanted.

When we reached her house, Anne got out, but I immediately saw that her seat was much wetter than if she had just sat on it in wet clothes. When I asked her what was going on, she replied, slightly scared, "You said you didn't mind a wet seat. When we were driving, I felt like peeing again, but I didn't want to disturb you while driving, so I just peed under myself since I was already wet. You said yourself that it's not a problem." I was very surprised that my quiet friend could show off in this way. I didn't even know how to react to this because the excitement consumed me, I just nodded my head in surprise, and Anne returned to her house as if nothing had happened. When I was coming back alone, I felt the pungent but sweet taste of her urine coming from the seat next to me.

[Willow 10]

I really liked this story, I found Anne's reasoning to peeing on her car seat rather relatable and loved the idea of Anne unknowingly sitting in her friends pee letting it soak into her dress. I look forward to reading possible future stories