A fun, destructive night out with the girls

[DisgustingYoungPissGirl 35]

This story contains extreme content that may be objectionable to some, themes of pee vandalism, food-play, mud, naughty peeing, destruction of property, stomping/crushing, theft, and abuse. All characters and events are works of fiction and not based on any true stories.


Part 1:

The night was still young, but already the air was thick with anticipation. Five teenage girls, all with an insatiable thirst for destruction, had gathered at the well-kept manor on the outskirts of town. They knew what they wanted, and they knew exactly how to get it. With a wicked gleam in their eyes, they kicked down the expensive looking doors with their heels and began their rampage. One of the girls, a tall, curvy brunette with a mischievous grin named Lyla, kicked down the front door with a resounding crash. The other four girls, each more beautiful and unique than the last, followed her inside. As they surveyed the luxurious hallway, lined with priceless antiques and delicate artwork, their blood began to boil. It was time to let loose. Another brunette, whose name was Amber, took off her heels and began to smash vases and ornaments with them. The other four girls, her best friends, joined in, each finding their own unique ways to destroy the beautiful surroundings. Some of them ripped paintings off the walls, tearing them to shreds, while others stomped on Persian rugs until they were little more than dust. As they destroyed, their hearts raced and their breaths came faster. The more they destroyed, the hornier they became. And soon enough, they found themselves seeking out new ways to satisfy their desires.

One by one, they began to drift off, seeking out private corners of the mansion where they could relieve themselves. It wasn't long before they were all engrossed in their own private pleasures, lost in the heat of the moment. Amber found herself in the master bedroom, lying across the soft, silk sheets of the well-kept king sized bed. She ran her fingers over the crumpled sheets enjoying the touch of the fabric. She closed her eyes and imagined she was the owner of this mansion, the body of her servants pressed against hers, their hands roaming freely over her curves and ripping her clothes off without any care in the world. The fantasy sent a shiver down her spine, and she arched her back, thrusting her hips up into the air. Not caring, Amber started pissing all over the bed soaking everything in sight. The linen quickly turned yellow and the smell of piss took over the room. Not be able to hold back she also put the stilettos of her heels in the mattress started ripping the beautiful fabric.. As she continued to pleasure herself moans kept escaping her lips. Her fingers moved faster, more urgently, as she was working towards her first climax of the evening. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her chest heaving as she felt the familiar tightening in her stomach before her pussy shot cum mixed with piss all trough the bedroom, splattering the ceiling, furniture and walls. Feeling comfortable in the filthy bed, she fell asleep while Amber kept rubbing her clit...

Outside the master bedroom, the others had found their own private sanctuaries to explore their desires. The curvy brunette, Lexi, had wandered into the study, where she discovered an expensive leather chair behind the desk. She sank into its soft embrace, running her hands over its supple surface.. It was intoxicating. As she continued to touch herself, she glanced around, noticing a hidden safe behind a bookcase. Her curiosity piqued, she stood and moved closer. With a grunt of effort, she managed to slide the safe out of its hiding place. Lock-picking was easy for Lexi so within seconds the safe was open. Inside she found a collection of rare erotica, including books, photos of an happy looking pair and even a few VHS tapes, which she dropped on the ground without a care in the world. Lexi grinned wickedly, her heart racing with excitement. She turned her back to the safe, bending over so that her ass is sticking out. With a sultry moan, she releases her bladder, letting out a powerful stream of urine. It hits the ground with a loud splash, soaking the carpet and the contents of the safe beneath her. As she continues to empty her bladder, Lexi walked trough the room spraying piss everywhere and anywhere she wanted too. Waves of pleasure course through her body while the warmth of her urine started mixing with the cool air of the study. As the last drops of urine fall from her body, she stands up straight, admiring the mess she's made. The safe lies open on the ground, its contents ruined by her piss. She can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment, as if she's somehow reclaimed power over the person who once owned this room. With a satisfied sigh, she reaches out and feels the wetness on her fingers, savoring the sensation for a moment longer.
Her eyes drift to the window, where the soft moonlight streams through the parted curtains. It's then that she notices a small painting propped up against the wall, its gilt frame gleaming in the light. Without thinking, she kicks it across the room, watching with a mixture of amusement and satisfaction as it hits the bookcase with a satisfying crash. Shards of glass rain down around her, and she can't help but feel a rush of power course through her veins. It's like an aphrodisiac, making her heart race and her skin tingle. She looks around the room, taking in the destruction she's caused, and realizes that she wants more. Much more. With a growl that comes from deep within her, she turns her attention to the large armoire standing against the wall. It's made of solid wood, sturdy and unyielding. But she's not about to let that stop her. Bending her knees, she lunges forward, using her body weight to slam into the armoire with all her might. There's a satisfying crack as the wood splinters under the impact, and she feels a surge of power rush through her veins. She strikes again, again and again, each blow landing with precision and force. The armoire begins to give way, its once sturdy frame now splintered and weakened. With one final thrust, she sends it toppling to the ground in a cloud of dust.As the dust settles, she stands there, breathing heavily, her chest heaving with exertion. Her eyes dart around the room, taking in the destruction she's wrought. The leather chair lies in ruins being pissblasted before, its once pristine upholstery stained with urine. The painting is reduced to shards of glass scattered across the floor, and the armoire lies in pieces on the carpet. It's a mess, but it's a beautiful mess. A testament to her power, her control.
Her gaze drifts back to the safe, still open on the ground. She steps over the wreckage of the armoire and kneels down beside it. A smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she runs her fingers through the wet, sticky layer of urine that coats the carpet. She scoops up a handful, letting it run between her fingers before pressing it against her lips. The salty tang of urine mixes with her own juices, and she savors the taste. With a satisfied sigh, she closes the safe and slides it back into its hiding place. As she stands, she surveys the damage once more, a satisfied smile playing at the corners of her lips. She's left her mark on this room, and she knows that no one will ever be able to erase it. No one will ever be able to take back the power she's claimed as her own. Turning on her heel, she walks towards the window, drawn by the light streaming in. She pushes the curtains aside, letting the sun bathe her in its warmth. For a moment, she stands there, basking in the glory of her handiwork, feeling invincible. And then, with a wicked grin, she spots something else she can't resist. A beautiful vase perched on a nearby shelf.  With a swift movement, she hurls the vase across the room, aiming for a spot she knows will cause the most damage. It sails through the air, a perfect arc of destruction, and crashes into the window with a resounding crash. Lexi feels a thrill course through her veins. It's as if she can feel the power she has over this place, over these people. She takes a step back, surveying the carnage she's created, and realizes that there's so much more she could do...

[Peejoy 128]

great story! I love the horny excitement for the girls vandalizing that mansion 

[MidoriLemonade85 2,422]

“A beautiful mess”. 💚 Very imaginative and deliciously destructive. 

[DisgustingYoungPissGirl 35]

This story contains extreme content that may be objectionable to some, themes of pee vandalism, food-play, mud, naughty peeing, destruction of property, stomping/crushing, theft, and abuse. All characters and events are works of fiction and not based on any true stories.


Part 2:

The other three girls arrived in the kitchen of the mansion and couldn't wait to soak piss everywhere, ruining the expensive, pristine looking kitchen. While they talked and giggled, the teenage girls found lots of bottles of expensive wine in the pantry. Deciding that the wine is way to expensive, they opened the wine-bottles and poured half the contents of every flask into the sink . They took turns urinating into the wine-bottles to fill it back up, mixing their piss with the grape fluid until it was completely ruined. They then proceeded to drink the disgusting mixture, laughing and enjoying the taste while kiss swapping it between them. The fun continued for a short while, with the girls taking turns using the cooking station as their toilet and drinking their own piss mixed with anything they could find in the kitchen. One of the girls opened the fridge when she started laughing:"Now this i food we can have nasty fun with!!"
She pulled out a huge block of cheese, unwrapped it revealing a creamy white surface. "This will be perfect!" She exclaimed. The other girls giggled and gathered around her, eager to join in the fun. They took turns cutting off slices of the moldy cheese and stuffing them into their mouths, savoring the taste. They showed their slimy tongues to each other when they just couldn't contain themselves any longer and started kissing each other again. They spitted the complete chewed cheese into each other mouths which made a smelly mess of their faces also. After the last few slimy chunk was swallowed they opened the pantry again and found a jar of pickles, still in their brine. The girls eagerly dipped the pickles into their soaking wet pussies, coating them with piss and cunt-juices before taking big bites, relishing the salty tang of the pickles mixed with their own urine. They continued, spilling over into the dining room where they found a beautiful crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling. One of the girls had an idea, she climbed up onto a chair and began to piss into the pristine globe at the center of the chandelier. The others watched in delight as her urine cascaded down through the crystal, creating a stunning waterfall effect. They cheered her on, urging her to piss harder, wanting to see if she could break the chandelier.

Their laughter filled the room as they reveled in their destruction. The three girls danced around the chandelier in a piss-soaked frenzy. They pushed each other against the walls, leaving piss stains and dents everywhere they touched. Then, when they were done with goofing around, they looked at each other with devilish smiles and nod in agreement. All three of them grabbed the biggest knife from the dining-room as they slashed and hacked at anything within reach. The China plates shattered beneath their blows, sending shards of porcelain flying through the air. One girl ripped the upholstered chairs to shreds, stuffing spilling out in a mess of fabric and foam while the other started kicking it with their heels. Even the precious paintings on the walls were not safe from their fun. They yanked them off the hooks and slashed them with their knives, laughing maniacally as the canvases tore and splintered. Their fury knew no bounds, as they stomped on the intricately woven Persian carpets, ripping the threads with their boots leaving it in an horrendous state. They kicked holes in the fancy looking walls, revealing the pristine plaster beneath while making out again and rubbing each others cunts hard. And as they worked, their urine continued to flow, spraying the floor, the walls, the furniture - everything. They loved to leave their mark on this place, a testament to their power. Finally, spent and satisfied, they collapsed onto the floor, panting and laughing. Their clothes were soaked with piss and their bodies smeared with filth. But they felt alive, more alive than they ever had before. And as they looked around at the destruction they had wrought, they knew that they had found something more precious than anything this place had ever offered: a sense of belonging...

Edited February 1 by DisgustingYoungPissGirl

[meanwalk 22]

This story is so hot. I'm not sure if I'd love or hate these girls turning up to my house. Probably a bit of both. I'd love to hear more.

Edited March 25 by meanwalk