The pee fight

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I was just looking through some old stories from the Peesearch days--mostly ones that I had saved that others have posted (real and fictional), but also one that I wrote. It was inspired by a video that was on Youtube for quite a while, though it's almost certainly long since taken down. It showed two friends or possibly brother and sister (the latter possibility I clearly did NOT use as inspiration for the story) play fighting on the floor, starting from a pillow fight and ending with the girl pinned to the floor by the guy, a little yellow fountain clearly emerging from her jean shorts. I took that brief video and invented a whole backstory around it, which you shall now read:

Brendan and Lindsey were living on the same floor of the dorms their first semester at university. Brendan was in good shape, playful, and an all-around nice guy who had just enough “naughty boy” in him to make him interesting, but wasn’t into the whole party scene, and was still looking for a girl he could finally “get”, a good friend who was also fun in bed. Lindsey was very much a tomboy, the kind who walked around in a T-shirt and shorts and kept her red hair neatly tied up so it wouldn’t get in the way. Brendan and Lindsey saw each other frequently going in and out of each other’s rooms from the day they moved in, and gradually got to know each other. They had both grown up in small towns a short distance from each other, and knew quite some of the same places, and also shared a goofy, good-naturedly competitive side.

By a few months, they had become decent friends. Brendan thought Lindsey was rather cute, but saw her as another one of the guys, not someone who could seriously like a guy like him. And she thought he was a little too preppy to be into an athletic girl like her, although she felt very comfortable around him, and did find him handsome. One of their favorite things to do, especially after a stressful day of classes, was to have a pillow fight. They would usually start in one of their rooms just running around after each other with pillows, but by the end the whole bed would be in a mess and the mattress and covers strewn across the floor (which of course, in a dorm room, didn’t really matter…). Meanwhile they would be wrestling around on the now-soft floor laughing.

One day during finals week, Brendan came back to the dorms to see Lindsey in her room playing games on her computer. She told him she had just come back from a long history final, which had cluttered her brain with enough facts about the French Revolution and the British colonies to satisfy her appetite for about ten years, and she was in dire need of a pillow fight. What she didn’t realize, in her excitement to leave the auditorium, was that her bladder was getting full.

Brendan charged at her with a pillow, and she ran around him before striking him with her own. After a bit of back and forth, he managed to knock her down. He quickly put the weight of his body on her stomach, and pinned her arms by her side. At this point, she started to realize the pressure building within her bladder, but she was too caught up in the excitement to care. “You’re not getting out of THIS easy,” he said. She started frantically kicking, just managing to make him move a bit while dragging her along. It didn’t take much, though, for him to get a hold of one of her legs too. She wasn’t ready to lose yet, though, so it was time for him to resort to his winning strategy, the scissor hold. “Here come the scissors,” he told her as he maneuvered one leg under her thighs, while pressing the other firmly on her pelvis, just above her bladder.

She clenched the muscles between her legs to hold it in, but the force was just too great. The pee inside her burst suddenly forth through her panties, and a bright yellow fountain spurted out one of the leg holes of her jean shorts. Realizing defeat, she just lay back and relaxed until the warm flow subsided enough that she could re-gain control. Brendan exclaimed “I win—and I think someone’s in need of a change now". He assumed she would just head off to the bathroom, and was rather surprised when she took off her shorts right there. I mean, they were friends, but she didn’t usually dress in front of him. He had never thought about it before, but he actually found it kind of exciting to see her little pee fountain, and he picked up the shorts to examine the wet spot, alternating between that and peeking at her in her underwear.

Lindsey was a bit disappointed at losing the fight, but happy that it had served its purpose of making her completely forget the final that she had just taken. Also, she kind of liked the feeling of warmth in her crotch—it reminded her of a time when nothing mattered, and also she was very glad it had happened in front of someone friendly like Brendan with a sense of humor, not someone who would humiliate her about it. She noticed that he seemed interested, too, and asked him “Like how you made me all wet?”. “Yes, I kind of do,” he replied. As she got up, she playfully slapped him, and then allowed some of the wet fabric of her panties to gently brush his arm. Instinctively he pulled back slightly, and she said “It’s OK buddy—I don’t bite! You can feel the wetness if you like.”

“You mean you don’t mind me feeling you?” he responded. “No silly. There’s a reason I let you wrestle me all over the floor, pawing over me like that. I feel comfortable with you touching me, and I actually kind of like the attention!”. Brendan responded to this by gently and playfully rubbing his hand over one of her boobs. Then she started licking his face, and they kissed. Brendan said, “You know, I’ve actually always been curious what it’s like for you girls to pee”. “Same for me about guys. Well, let’s go to the bathroom so I can get changed,” she suggested. 

They went together into a bathroom stall, after Lindsey had grabbed another pair of panties and shorts. She then pulled her underwear down, to reveal a neatly trimmed bush and a soft pink slit below. She sat on the toilet, making sure to leave enough space for Brendan to see what was going on, as he knelt down in front of her. “Now I’ve got to let out the leftover pee—whatever didn’t already come out that is”. As she relaxed, a nice stream first trickled and then gushed out from between her lips, parting them. It landed on the porcelain just in front of the water, and made a nice hissing sound. Brendan put a finger in it to feel how much pressure it had. After going for a few seconds, it let up and began to arc more down, making a splattering noise in the water. Finally, a last little bit flowed along one of her thighs, moistening it.

“No fair if you don’t show me now!” she said as she stood up and wiped. “Fine by me,” he said as he unzipped his jeans and took his dick out. He aimed at the now quite yellow water in the bowl and let go with a long twisting stream that made quite some splashing noises. She liked how easy it was to see how it came out of the slit in his dick, and how it was wide at the beginning.“Good aim!” said Lindsey, “Maybe you can help me learn someday”. She had always kind of envied the guys, as even when she beat them in sports, this was one area where she felt behind them. After exchanging pats on the butt, they went back to their room, and started kissing again. “That was one small loss for a bladder, but one giant win for the two of us!” she announced, excitedly. There were many adventures ahead…

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Hot story. Hope you continue it 🙂