Wild girl diaries

[steve25805 126,156]

January 1st 1991:-

Was out bringing in the New Year down the pub with Clare last night. Got well drunk. We both got chatting to these two guys, who sat with us at our table in the corner. And they were buying all the drinks. Apart from the first three or so we never had to pay for any.

But as is the way with pubs on New Year's Eve, the place was packed out, and there was a long queue for the ladies' toilets before too long. Many girls didn't bother - they just went outside to squat behind bushes or between parked cars. And as the evening wore on and everyone became more and more inebriated, they weren't quite so effective at being discrete. Several times we looked out of the window to see girls squatting and peeing in places that were very visible to us.

Clare and I lucked in, though. We never had to queue or go outside. Whenever we needed to pee, the guys would hold their beer glasses under the table for us to piss in! Then they'd down it all in one before taking our emmpty glasses to the bar and buying themselves and us more pints. And we all know how it is when we're drinking - we had to pee often and pissed in their glasses many times. They must have drank gallons of the stuff, lol.

After bringing in the New Year, Clare headed home but I brought both guys back to my place. As we arrived I needed to piss again, but the one who'd been drinking my piss all evening wanted me to piss directly in his mouth. At first I thought of the mess in my flat that would result and wasn't up for it - besides which I'd never actually pissed in some guy's mouth before. Thought of that as a bit extreme even for me. "You fuck off, I'm not doing that!" was my initial response. But as was pointed out, I'd been happy to have him drink my piss all evening already, and when I mentioned the mess he suggested doing it out in my back yard, which was kind of secluded in part.

And that's what happened. He laid down on the ground, I lowered my jeans and panties and squatted over his face and pissed in his mouth. He was drinking it of course. And it was actually quite erotic to piss in someone's mouth like that.

We then all went into my flat, where the guys wanted to pee on me. Initially, that was a "no way" too. But I was drunk, and they had supplied most of the drinks, and paid the taxi. And, well, it's only pee and there'd be no real mess that couldn't be instantly washed away in seconds if we did it in the shower. And so I was soon naked and standing in my shower as both guys stood with their dicks out aiming towards me, pissing all over me. And it felt good. It can actually be good fun getting peed on, as long as you are too drunk to care about being covered in piss.

Threesome sex afterwards was great too.

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January 5th 1991:-

Got paid £100 by a wetting fetishist last night. It had been arranged the night before so that I had time to ensure I had some clean clothes to change into. Original price was £60, for which he wanted to watch me squat upon a table out the back and just piss through my jeans. Which I did - they'll wash easy enough. It was actually quite funny, because he was openly masturbating in front of me while I peed. And as my pee gushed through my jeans to form a growing puddle on the table, and just as it started flowing off the edge to splash down onto the concrete floor, he shot his load. I was still going and just carried on until I finished.

Afterwards, the ass and crotch of my jeans were soaked, and I let him briefly feel my wet ass. But he then wanted to piss all over my ass. At first I felt a bit indignant - what a fucking cheek! He'd already got what he paid for! But he offered me the extra £40 in cash he had left on him, and I thought of the extra money. And my ass was already soaking wet with my own piss so adding his to it wouldn't really make much difference. So I ended up agreeing and bending over in front of him whilst he pissed all over my ass and jeans.

After that, he left £100 poorer, and I stepped out of my sodden jeans and panties, £100 richer! And a quick shower and putting on of clean clothes and I was soon back in action again behind the bar, none the worse for wear.

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January 15th 1990

Earned another £600 for a pissing video last night. Basically, this time the action took place in a cheap hotel room. They'd let us pay in cash upfront with no request for ID, so Mike and I gave false names and invited Catherine in as a guest. She gave a false name too. So pretty much once we'd left there'd be no way of tracing us. Which is just as well because I sure did piss everywhere. Firstly, I took off all my clothes and stood in the middle of the room, pissing all over the carpet. But that was just the first of many as I was supplied with a crate of lager to keep me going. And I was given carte blanche to piss anywhere and took full advantage. I pissed all over the armchair. I pissed on the bed. I pissed against the fucking walls, and in the wardrobe. I totally trashed the place with piss everywhere. Mind you, I did actually use the toilet once - I just deliberately left the lid closed when I pissed on it...lol.

Although not on film, Mike himself took a piss against the wall like it was no big deal at all, and Catherine popped a squat beside the bed and peed there. Most of the piss everywhere was mine though.

We sneaked out in the early hours of the morning and would have been long gone before my handiwork was discovered. Sure was fun trashing the place with my piss.

Today, I am booking three weeks in Cyprus for March, and have persuaded one of my call girl aquaintances - Fiona - to come with me. She specialises in fetish, including pissing, so is my kind of girl. Away from home, we can really let our hair down. She's bisexual, which is kind of intriguing. Because although I've always been straight, when I got to piss all over those two girls at that rich man's party last year it was kind of fun.

[daemoniak 614]

I find it interesting that you are mixing up your various interests in there. Of course, since I am quite exclusively interested in naughty peeing it does mean a number of entries simply have no appeal for me (not into wetting/drinking/golden showers); I also admit that I much prefer when the motivation for a naughty pee is the sheer thrill of it rather than any monetary reward. The reward seems to shave off some naughtiness somehow...

... in any case, I am looking forward to our heroin and her friend Fiona letting their hair down in Cyprus... but that's still two months away!

[steve25805 126,156]

I find it interesting that you are mixing up your various interests in there. Of course, since I am quite exclusively interested in naughty peeing it does mean a number of entries simply have no appeal for me (not into wetting/drinking/golden showers); I also admit that I much prefer when the motivation for a naughty pee is the sheer thrill of it rather than any monetary reward. The reward seems to shave off some naughtiness somehow...

... in any case, I am looking forward to our heroin and her friend Fiona letting their hair down in Cyprus... but that's still two months away!

That's all fair enough. But as for the doing stuff for money, I do try to get across the fact that she enjoys it too. And as for all the drinks and drugs and selling sex and performing in porn, this character IS based upon a real person that I once knew, who did do all that. I am using her as inspiration. My imput is the fixation on peeing, but in all other respects, the character is a very real one. I knew someone just like it.

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January 21st 1991:-

Was at a party last night and taking advantage of certain situations. This guy I fancied went in the bathroom to use the toilet without bothering to lock the door. Smirking to myself I just walked straight in myself and looked in the mirror, pretending to adjust my makeup. But actually I was really looking at his pissing dick as he peed in the loo. I think he knew as well, because he was smirking. Later, I got chatting to him and when he needed to pee, I offered point blank to lend him a hand. And he was well up for it. In no time at all we were in the bathroom, his dick in my hand as he peed in the toilet. He began to grow hard so obviously liked it. I gave him a blow job as soon as he'd finished.

More than once, when I needed to pee - and could do so surrepticiously - I sneaked into one of the bedrooms and peed on the carpet. I love leaving my mark.

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February 7th 1991:-

My landlord approached me earlier. He revealed that one of his friends had shown him a pissing video starring me, and that he'd asked around and heard other stuff about my lifestyle. He regarded me as an "unsuitable" tenant. But he made plain that I would become more suitable if I put out for him. I asked him for clarification. The cunt was trying to blackmail me! Regular free sex or he'd give me my notice and tell the other tenants all about my "secret!" No offer of payment or free rent. And the guy is old enough to be my fucking grandad!!

I've been with guys that age before - for a price - but never for free, and I won't be blackmailed into it on principle. I refused, point blank. He left, looking a bit pissed off and muttering threats. And in actual fact, I don't care if the other tenants know of my "secrets". If they disrespect me I can always arrange for some of my contacts to "have a word". But I do care about having somewhere to live.

Who the fuck does he think he is, anyway? Clearly, he has no idea who I know. I could have him sorted out - permanently - if I called in a few favours. But the potential legal hassles are not worth it. Besides - jerk that he is - he hasn't actually laid a finger on me.

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February 10th 1991:-

Last night, I went out with Fiona, the fetish specialist call girl friend I am going to go to Cypress with. Still pissed off with my landlord, and after a few drinks I was seriously venting to Fiona. She suggested a great way of "letting off steam". Today, she had a client into being tied up and tormented who would pay extra if another girl was on the scene too.

Well, I agreed. And today I got an extra £300 for helping to whip and cane this extreme masochist who got off on it. I think I was kind of hard on him because I took my anger out on him, but he seemed to be grateful afterwards. I kind of displaced the contempt I felt for my landlord onto this guy and - with him tied up and helpless - I just pissed right there on his bedroom carpet right in front of him, cursing him as a worthless piece of shit as I did so. He thanked me for that afterwards too, lol.

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February 14th 1991:-

My sleazebag landlord actually gave me two month's notice today - a legal requirement. But again he hinted that he'd withdraw the eviction notice in exchange for a suitable "arrangement". I told him to go fuck himself and called him a sad bastard. I also told him he'd regret this behaviour towards me. No one disrepects me without serious consequences.

As soon as he was gone, I went downstairs in the communal passageway, and pissed right there on the carpet! Serves the bastard right. I think I might organise a flat-wrecking party, and totally trash the place before moving out. Need to find somewhere to go first, though.

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February 18th 1991:-

Alternative living arrangements sorted for now. Decided to move in with this guy I've been seeing on and off - Gary - who has drug issues but can be fun in bed. Just a temporary arrangement. I'll find a place of my own when I get back from Cypress.

Have arranged a flat wrecking party for three days' time. Mike and Clare are going to be there, and Fiona, and several other guys and girls - mostly contacts in the sex, drugs or criminal underground. Gary has been invited too for helping me out. Everyone must bring their own drugs and alcohol supplies, but serious drinking is encouraged.

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February 22nd 1991:-

Last night was fun. We trashed my flat all night before leaving this morning. Mike helped me move my stuff to Gary's.

It was pure vandalism, but my sleazebag landord deserves it. We used hammers to knock huge dents in the walls and doors - and also ripped those doors off their hinges. And we also smashed the toilet and sinks to pieces with those hammers. Not that the broken toilet was in any way a problem: no one used it. Instead I just told everyone to piss wherever the fuck they liked.

And it was fun to see everyone just pissing anywhere. The guys often just peed against the nearest wall, but also all over the furniture. Several of them took to pissing all over my bed, soaking the mattress so much that piss was dripping from underneath it onto the carpet. And we girls just pissed all over the carpets and furniture, mostly. I myself set the tone by removing my jeans and knickers, standing in the middle of the room with my legs apart and hands on hips, and pissing there all over the living room carpet, which everyone thought really funny. Always wanted to do that! Clare - somewhat more ladylike - simply squatted over another part of the carpet and pissed there.

Well, during the course of the night the kitchen and bathroom floors and walls were pissed all over, as were the living room and bedroom carpets. All the cupboards and drawers were peed in. Sue - the girlfriend of one of the local drug barons, and herself high on coke and booze - thought it hilarious to stand and piss in the fridge. The cooker's oven got pissed in by another girl.

By the time we all left this morning, the carpets were so saturated with piss that we made squelching sounds as we walked on them. Piss covered everything - walls, floors, furniture, curtains, cupboards.

And for good measure, I decided to take my morning dump right there on the living room floor too! That's not really a sexual thing for me - never been into scat or anything like that. I just did it to show maximum disrespect. Everyone else just laughed when they saw me do that.

Well, that landlord is going to regret fucking with me the moment he walks in through that door, lol.

[steve25805 126,156]

March 1st 1991:-

It was my 19th birthday yesterday, which was a damned good excuse for going out with friends and getting off my face. I eventually picked up this guy and went back to his place. Can't remember whose idea this was, but before having sex, we both pissed all over his kitchen floor, which seemed kind of funny at the time.

In the middle of the night, I woke up needing a piss, so just squatted beside the bed and peed on his carpet. I left this morning before he awoke, lol.

[steve25805 126,156]

March 5th 1991:-

Off to Cypress with Fiona next week. Am looking forward to it. Apparently, Fiona has a contact out there and promises some fun times. Sounds like fun.

Can't wait to get my own flat sorted when I come back. Living with Gary is OK but it does cramp my style, and I can't really please myself about who I bring back. I have no bills to pay and pay no rent, but he kind of expects sex on a regular basis. That was fun at first but am getting a bit bored with him now. He does supply a lot of free beer though, whilst I supply the speed and dope. We often get off our faces which is good.

He does have a thing about watching me pee though, and likes me to hold his dick while he pees. Didn't mind at first but it's like getting to the point where it's all the fucking time now.

Last night, though, when I needed to piss, he had a new request. We were already both naked - we'd been fooling around together again - as he followed me into the bathroom. I was heading towards the toilet - he likes to see me stand astride it and pee - but he stopped me in my tracks. Not a man of many words, he simply said, "Donna! Piss on me!" And he laid down on his tiled bathroom floor in anticipation.

My immediate reaction was, "You fuck off. I'm not doing that!"

I have no problem with pissing on people, but I'd prefer not if I am going to be sharing a bed all night with them afterwards. And although it was his flat, I was still living there at the moment, and didn't fancy having piss all over the bathroom floor. I suggested he get in the bath, but he really wanted me to do it right there. Gary really isn't big on housework, though, and I suspected that if I did it there, I'd have to clean it up myself.

But he was insistent, and promised me he'd clean the floor up himself immediately afterwards, then take a shower. So I thought, "OK, why the fuck not!"

And so I stood astride him and pissed all over him. I pissed for ages and flooded his bathroom floor too, lol. And the sound of it hissing and splashing down was kind of loud in that room, which made it more erotic.

But the bastard reneged on the deal! He did take a shower immediately after, but said he'd leave the floor til morning. He'd do a better job of it then, he claimed. I reluctantly accepted this. But in the morning he went out, and my piss was still laying there. If I were not living there, I wouldn't have given a shit. I'd probably have pissed on his kitchen floor too just for the fun of it - or better still all over his living room carpet - before walking out the door, lol.

But because this was temporarily my home, I didn't fancy leaving my piss everywhere indefinitely. Gary might well have left it there for days!! So I had to clean it up myself, which kind of pissed me off.

If he expects me to piss on him again, it's the bath or nothing.

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March 9th:-

Off to Cypruss in three days. Can't wait.

Made another £500 from a pissing video yesterday. This time there was another girl there too - her name was Sandra and I vaguely knew her. She works as a stripper most of the time. Mike was there too, having arranged it all, and of course Catherine who always seems to be the one filming this stuff.

This time the action took place in someone's flat. They were about to move out, apparently, and for a fee of some kind were happy to let us mess up the place. Whoever it was wasn't there though.

Basically, Sandra and I were supplied with lager all day, and whenever we needed to piss we had to do it basically anywhere but the toilet, pretending to find it really funny and egging each other on, doing it for a laugh. I had to pretend it was my flat, and that I was actively encouraging it all. The acting wasn't too hard though, because I really did find doing it a lot of fun.

To begin with, both Sandra and I squatted together in the living room and peed all over the carpet, grinning and laughing as our pee hissed out and splashed down. But as the day progressed, one or other - or both - of us really did piss everywhere. All over the furniture, on the bed and on the bedroom carpet, all over the kitchen and bathroom floors, upon the kitchen table, against the living room wall, upon the kitchen counter.

Also, during the course of the day - although not on camera - Catherine just peed wherever she happened to be when she needed to go, once on the living rooom carpet, another time on the kitchen floor. Mike just peed against the nearest wall or on the floor wherever he happened to be.

Our final piss scene was the most outrageous. Sandra and I were both squatting naked - our clothes were removed quite early in this production - upon the bed and pissing there. But we weren't just pissing on the bed - we were also pissing on each other's hands! We both kind of found this funny and sexy at the same time.

I enjoyed the day a lot. It's great to be able to just piss wherever the hell I want without giving a shit because it's not my place. And get paid good money for it too! Lol

This morning I got paid another £300 for five minutes work. I won't dwell on it because I am not into this sort of stuff. But basically, all I had to do was shit on this table while Catherine filmed me. Apparently, some dirty bastards pay good money to watch vids of girls doing that. I don't know what anyone can get out of that to be honest. But it was easy money I suppose.

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March 11th 1991:-

Yesterday I made another £400 from one of my BDSM vids. Myself and another girl had this guy tied up to this kind of rack where we whipped and caned him and other stuff. Great for taking out my aggression. But we also pissed all over him whilst calling him a worthless piece of shit and stuff like that.

Catherine was there filming it all as usual.

A lot of guys are into this sort of stuff, so it's another money-spinner. And I kind of get off on it too when in the right mood. I really am an anything goes kind of girl, lol.

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March 13th 1991:-

Am in Cypruss with Fiona now. We arrived yesterday evening and booked into our luxury hotel room. We'd had a few drinks on the flight and arrived needing to pee, and checked out the en suite bathroom. But we didn't relieve ourselves there in the end. Fiona suggested that it would be fun if we christened the place by going out and peeing on the balcony. Which we did!

As we stepped out onto the balcony, we noticed a couple of guys on the neighbouring one. We said "hi", then I laughed and said, "Don't mind us! We're just having a piss." Whereupon we both lowered our jeans and panties and squatted down, pissing right there. With us squatting like that only our heads were visible to the guys, but we made sure they knew what we were doing, talking loudly about what a relief this was and shit like that whilst grinning in their direction. The guys thought this was funny and laughed.

We flooded the balcony though. It's till covered in piss this morning, lol.

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March 14th 1991:-

Went out nightclubbing with Fiona last night. We'd managed to score some good coke and were naturally drinking loads. In one club, we got chatting to these couple of guys and were being outrageously flirtatious. Later we accompanied them as they went and joined their mates. There were about eight of them altogether. They were already talking to a young married mum - Debbie she was called - whose husband had let her come here on holiday with her friend. The friend had gone back to her hotel early, not feeling too well. This chat with Debbie was rather flirtatious too.

At some point, Debbie said that she'd have to leave us all to go for a pee, whereupon one of the guys laughingly suggested she let them all watch. Debbie laughed but had a sparkle of naughtiness in her eyes. Thing is, I'd already learned from the conversation so far that she was a respected "pillar of the community" type, a trainee doctor by trade, known in her home town for her charitable campaigns on behalf of women and children, and with strong religious convictions. Yet here she was, after more drinks than she was generally used to, laughing at the suggestion that she let a load of guys watch her piss! And she was turned on by the idea I could tell.

She chuckled, "Where to? Outside? But we'd have to pay to get back in."

I laughed, and pointed to the carpeted floor and suggested she do it right there. We were already near a corner and with all of us gathering around, she'd be pretty well shielded from general view. As I pointed out.

And she did it! Hesitant at first but obviously wanting to do it, she soon warmed to the idea. Pulling her knickers down to her knees and hoisting her skirt, she popped a squat right there and started pissing on the carpet! The lads were all cheering her on as Fiona and I grinned approvingly. Soon after starting, she looked at us all, grinning, and said, "My husband would kill me if he saw me doing this." She laughed. And carried right on pissing! And she peed for what seemed like ages too, creating a massive puddle.

When she finally stopped, she stood up, pulled her knickers back up before letting her skirt drop back into place, and with a naughty grin upon her face, said, "I needed that!" She looked at the huge puddle she'd made soaking into the carpet, then looked at us all and laughed, before resuming conversation.

It was kind of fun to have been involved in encouraging this girl - who'd never normally dream of doing something like that - to totally let her hair down and have fun in this way. I guess I helped corrupt someone innocent, lol.

Of course, both Fiona and I soon peed there on the carpet for the viewing pleasure of the guys too, adding still more to the already large puddle. Whilst we squatted side by side, peeing, one of the guys got his dick out and started pissing there too which all his mates laughed at. Debbie was grinning with naughty pleasure as she gazed at his pissing dick, I noticed.

Later, Debbie drifted off, and Fiona and I went back to a couple of the guys' hotel rooms with them and their mates. En route, and once in the hotel, Fiona and I deliberately popped a squat in one of the hotel's corridors, pissing on the carpet. A couple of drunken women walked past us as we peed, laughing at what we were doing. We just grinned at them as we kept right on pissing, too off our own faces to care. Once in the guys' hotel room, they all pretty much needed to pee. We soon persuaded them all to take turns pissing out on the balcony - two at a time - whislt Fiona and I held their pissing dicks. Several times we aimed their pee up over the side of the balcony in mid flow, laughing at the thought of who might be getting unexpectedly pissed on down below, lol.

We pretty much then let all the guys hace sex with us in a huge gangbang, taking it up the ass as well as frontally, and giving blow jobs. One of them shot his load all over my face, but I didn't mind that at all!

Eventually, as dawn was breaking this morning, Fiona and I tumbled into our own hotel room and crashed out.

Feeling pretty hung over right now, lol.

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March 15th 1991:-

We hit the bars and nightclubs again last night, and got chatting to these two guys. Later on, when we needed a piss we half jokingly asked them if we could use their beer glasses. And they actually let us! It was in fact highly erotic to have this guy hold his pint glass between my legs as I pissed in it whenever I felt the need to go, then see him drink my fresh warm pee straight down right in front of me.

But these two girls spotted us doing this at one point and were not impressed. They called the guys "dirty bastards" and Fiona and I "disgusting slags". They aslso called us "perverts". They wouldn't leave it alone either. They kept kind of looking at us and being in our vicinity, as if they were getting some kind of satsfaction out of expressing their disapproval, and acting like the fucking moral police! So when a bit later, Fiona and I were again pissing in the glasses the guys were holding between our legs, they were on our case at once, calling us "disgusting bitches" and "perverts".

Well, the guys needed a pee too, but instead of going off to the gents' as per usual, I suggested something that would be much more fun and would seriously piss those two girls off as well. The guys laughed and were well up for it.

And so the four of us approached the table at which these two girls were now sitting, where Fiona and I unzipped their trousers, took their dicks out and aimed as they started pissing all over the table! The two girls hadn't had time to react or even realise what was happening before the guys were pissing all over the table at which they were sat. Their jaws dropped open with an expression of shock upon their faces. Then they shrieked angrily, calling us a bunch of sick and dirty bastards as Fiona and I just laughed, deliberately aiming the guys' dicks around so that they pissed over every inch of the table. The girls lept up and angrily stepped away, creating so much commotion that we could barely expect to go unnoticed. Indeed, with the guys in mid flow - and having to stop pissing abruptly - we were all grabbed by bouncers and bar staff and hustled out of the building. The manager threatened to call the police unless we coughed up a large wedge of cash to pay for damage. We pretty much had no choice, because none of us wanted the cops' attentions. We had a good laugh about it as we stumbled away, though.

We carried on drinking elsewhere, before heading back to the guys hotel. They actually wanted us to piss on them, and let them piss on us. But neither Fiona nor I generally let ourselves get pissed on without large payments changing hands. But Fiona had another idea which the guys were up for. She got on the phone to one of her contacts on the island, and had soon arranged for a local Cypriot girl in the sex selling business to offer her services. All four of us chipped in with the cost, then had fun doing what we'd paid for. Basically, she'd been hired to be pissed on!

The guys wanted us to do this in the shower but I pointed out that room was limited there, and suggested the kitchen which had a tiled floor and would be easy for them to clean in the morning. They were dubious about the obvious mess at first but were also drunk and horny so relatively easily talked into it. And the hired girl was soon sat naked in the middle of that kitchen, the rest of us stood naked around her. Fiona and I held the two guys' dicks as they pissed all over her, aiming their sprays around so that they were covering every inch of her, which included having them piss in her face and all over her hair. Then Fiona and I in turn stood and pissed all over the girl, amidst much laughter. Then the girl assumed a squatting position as instructed and started pissing on the floor herself, as Fiona and I used our hands on the guys. Both shot their loads all over the girl even as she continued pissing on the floor.

After this, she wiped herself down, took payment, and got dressed and left.

The guys then took us into their bedroom and spent some time going down on us. I came more than once. One of the best orgasms I'd ever had occurred with one of the guys playing with my clit whilst Fiona was having fun licking my ass. It felt great, actually, to have another girl's tongue doing that.

The guys still wanted to be pissed on though, so before leaving - and with our bladders having filled again - we both ended up pissing on them in the kitchen. That kitchen floor was fucking flooded when we left. But that wasn't our problem, so we didn't really give a shit about that. We just left that to them.

Was a fun night, lol.

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March 16th 1991:-

Yesterday afternoon we got chatting to the two guys next door whilst out on our balcony again. The piss there had now at last mostly dried up. We were having a few afternoon drinks in early preparation for going out again, and needed to pee before long. We told the guys we had to go in for a pee. One of them said some joky comment about us obviously not being drink enough yet to just pee on the balcony again in their presence, and about it being quite sexy to know what we were doing when we did that the other night.

I laughingly responded, "Well, if you want a much better view, let us come in and piss on your balcony, and you can watch!" Fiona and I both laughed.

They agreed too, and in no time we were next door, squatting on their balcony and pissing there right in front of them as they stood grinning. We then got to see their pissing dicks as they peed there too. Flooded the balcony. It'll be days before that mess dries out, lol. We chatted for a bit - turns out they are both up and coming bankers. Sounds boring, but brings in good money which definitely isn't. But not really my kind of guys. I prefer the bad boys, lol.

We went out again last night but didn't meet anyone interesting. We were back at the hotel again by 1am - that classes as an early night. Most of the guys who'd tried chatting to us were total knobs. Happens like that sometimes. I did start chatting up one promising guy, not realising that his girlfriend was nearby. When she zoned in she came charging over towards me all aggressive, and pretty soon we were fighting. I go mental when I get into fights and no girl can stand up against me for long, and I was soon getting the upper hand. To avoid serious damage being done, though, Fiona and the girl's boyfriend pulled me off, and Fiona and I left. Shit happens, I suppose. But that helped put a downer on the evening.

Needing to get some aggression out of my system, Fiona was onto her contact, and we were soon at this male prostitute's pad where I handed over a wadge of cash, for which I got to tie him up, beat him hard across his ass with a cane for long enough to work out my aggression, then pissed on him for good measure. I then encouraged Fiona - who thus far had simply watched with a smile - to piss on him too.

I don't have a reputation as a psycho bitch for nothing, lol.

Anyway, after that we untied him and thanked him, before leaving. Got back to our hotel at 1am - both pissed on the carpet in one of the hallways on the way just for the sheer hell of it - and crashed out.

[daemoniak 614]

Goodness steve you're on a roll! I can hardly believe how many entries you logged in this diary in the last few days!

I particularly appreciated the entry about Debbie, there is something about corruption that I find really arousing.

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March 17th 1991:-

No nightclubbing last night. Fiona had been on the phone to her contact and we'd been sorted out with a "job" about 80 miles from our resort at a private luxury residence. I was told what it involved and wasn't too sure, but when I heard that Fiona and I were to be paid £5000 each for our services for an afternoon and evening I suddenly became very enthusiastic! Basically, a bunch of middle-aged rich men - four of them - and their wives wanted to spend the afternoon and evening pissing on us for their own personal pleasure.

We were picked up by limousine and taken to the location, and were instructed to strip naked and make ourselves available in a large patio area beside the pool. There we were allowed to mingle and partake freely of any drink or coke readily available, but clearly they were only really interested in us as playthings. The guys and their wives all spoke with very posh privately educated English accents and clearly moved in elite circles. They were all in their 40s. And whenever any of them wanted to piss, they'd just piss on Fiona and I. I'm not big on being pissed on but for £5k I could certainly make out like I loved it. And there is a certain eroticism about to having somebody else's piss spraying out of their dicks and cunts and splashing all over me. If I turn a blind eye to the "yuck" factor, it is kind of sexy.

But this was a weird one. I got the impression that they were less interested in pissing on us for a sexual thrill - though there was a bit of that - but more bacause they just found it funny to be able to just piss on people because they could. We were being peed on just for a laugh, it seemed, as if it were some kind of power trip, with them delighting in the idea of just demeaning us in this way for the fun of it. I can relate to that in a way. If I am pissed off about stuff, I can get a kick out of pissing on someone in a "Fuck you!" kind of way, as an alternative to just beating the shit out of them. But I felt this bunch had hired us just to amuse themselves and each other by pissing on us as an act of social dominance, as a power trip, and got off on that aspect of it. They were pissing on us for their own amusement just because they could.

It was a new situation for me to have guys standing around us, pissing all over us as their wives chuckled, then have the ladies in turn standing over and pissing on us. They all seemed to find this very entertaining. When Fiona and I felt the need to piss, we were expected to do it all over each other for their viewing pleasure. The patio area was covered in piss before long. But although I got the impression that they were mostly having fun at our expense, I thought "So fucking what!" I was walking out of there £5k richer, so if that's what floats their boat, fine by me.

The strangest thing was that as the the the wife of the luxury villa's owner stood over me, pissing on my head, her daughter who was maybe about 20 stepped out of the house and didn't really bat an eyelid. "Hi mum", she said as her mother stood there pissing on me. The mother just responded in a matter of fact way and entered into a mundane conversation with her daughter about how her day had been, all the while pissing on me like this was totally natural. When she finished, her daughter said that she needed a pee too, and her mum just gestured towards Fiona and I as the others smiled. She too then came and pissed on me, then repositioned herself to pee on Fiona too, which her parents and the others laughed at.

Fiona and I pretty much spent the entire day covered in piss, and repeatedly getting pissed on. But at it's end we were allowed to shower before being driven back to our hotel.

It was a weird one, and kind of fun in a perverted sort of way. The guys and their wives were old enough to be my parents, though. Would have preffered to have been given golden showers by people a bit younger. But piss is piss, I suppose.

Another new experience for the diary anyway, lol.

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Goodness steve you're on a roll! I can hardly believe how many entries you logged in this diary in the last few days!

I particularly appreciated the entry about Debbie, there is something about corruption that I find really arousing.

At the beginning of this thread I said that this wild girl character was based upon someone I actually knew. She rented a flat in the same building as me for a time and got to know me because I am the sort of person who'll respond in a friendly way to anyone, and she was very talkative due to being a speed freak - always under the influence of amphatamines.

The person I knew was in the habit of selling sex for cash, had participated in porn vids, though only for the private personal collections of guys she knew, and was a heavy drinker and drug user, as well as being highly promiscuous. She really did have an "anything goes" attitude to life. She had her own stash of porn vids, though the main focus of these tended to be hard core S&M. She had peed on someone at least once before, and was kicked out of home for peeing on the carpet when drunk, though this latter was more as an act of rebellion than something done for kicks.

She did have a very dark side, though, which I won't go into in detail about but which did ultimately seriously put me off her. But I have used her as a template for my fictional character, watering down her darker characteristics, and placing a much greater emphasis on an interest in pissing. The "don't give a fuck" and "anything goes" attitude is very much hers, though.

So the Donna of this thread is inspired by the person I knew, but is nevertheless a fictional character that is in some ways very different. The real person I knew never made anything like the kind of money my character here makes, for starters. Nor did she ever perform in porn of any kind for commercial sale either.

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March 18th 1991:-

To be honest yesterday, I felt a bit used and abused after being pissed all over the previous day - repeatedly - apparently more for a laugh at our expense than for a sexual buzz. I got the feeling that those posh bastards and bitches got a kick out of just using their power and wealth to get away with abusing and belittling people for fun. And Fiona and I being peed on all day was just their chosen way of doing it that day. I consoled myself with the extra £5k, but wanted to get my sense of being abused and humiliated out of my system. Fiona kind of felt the same way.

I commented, "I can't stop feeling slightly pissed off at that woman laughing as she pissed on my fucking head whilst chatting to her daughter. We should have sneaked off and pissed on her fucking bed!"

Fiona laughed. "Yeah, I know how you feel. But at least they didn't piss in your face! Remember how they all laughed when the same woman later pissed in my face?"

And yeah, that happened too. I neglected to mention that yesterday.

We decided that we somehow needed to at least symbolically turn the tables, in order to get the dirty, exploited feeling out of our systems. But of course, those posh twats were way beyond our reach. So instead, Fiona made some calls, and we ended up paying £1000 each - one fifth of our earnings for being peed on all day - to hire the services of a woman and her flat.

She was basically an ex-pat German female sexual services seller in her 40s, who was willing to do more extreme stuff now that her youth was receding ever further into the distance. £2000 altogether was much more than she'd usually make, but for that she had to let Fiona and I piss on her whenever we felt like it, and let us pee anywhere else we liked too. She herself had to pee wherever we told her to as well.

We both pissed on her numerous times in her living room, soaking the carpet. I also pissed in her face at one point. And we made her piss on the carpet too. Not only that, we pissed all over her bed, on the furniture, and on the kitchen floor. We also got her to join us in standing and pissing against her living room wall. Just before we finally left, I got her to piss in a glass, then I picked it up and poured it all over her head for a laugh. We thanked her as we walked out the door, giggling together as we both walked away.

As therapy, though, it worked great. I no longer felt used and abused, but instead felt dominant and in control again, self-assured once more as the kind of girl who takes no shit, and whom nobody fucks about with. All was right with the world again, lol.

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March 19th 1991:-

Fiona and I decided that yesterday would be a day of fun and relaxation. We hung around by the pool for a time sipping champagne, where we met the two aspiring bankers from the hotel room next door to us who were also doing likewise. Their chat was a bit boring at times. The only high finance that interested me was how much cash I could get for pissing on this guy or spanking that one, or doing whatever in a vid, lol. But Fiona and I soon diverted the conversation into more interesting areas, with me asking them if the piss on their balcony had dried out yet!

Before too long we all needed to pee. The guys wanted to pee on us, but Fiona and I were not up for that. But we did offer to let them watch us pee and lend them a hand when they peed. We started heading back towards our hotel rooms, but on the way we were walking through a quiet corridor, when I had a very naughty idea. I stopped in my tracks and grinned at Fiona. "Why don't we just piss here?" She grinned and was well up for it. And pretty soon we were standing there with our legs apart, pulling our bikini bottoms aside as we peed all over the hotel corridor carpet. The guys stared wide-eyed at our performance, grinning broadly. Luckily, no one caught us, and by the time we finished there were two massive puddles in the middle of the corridor slowly seeping into the carpet. We just laughed and high fived each other.

We then got the guys to stand facing the wall, as each of us took a guy's dick out and aimed towards the wall after which they started pissing against it. Fiona and I chuckled as they peed, and I noticed the dick I was holding showing signs of growing semi-erect. The guys were less lucky about being undiscoverd than Fiona and I had been, though. They were still pissing and making one hell of a mess against the wall, their piss flowing down it to soak into the carpet, when two young girls suddenly walked around the corner to be confronted by this sight. They couldn't have been much older than about 18 - a couple of sexy blondes I noticed - speaking with American accents. They stopped in their tracks, jaws dropping and eyes wide as they stood there for a few moments in disbelief. Then they looked at each other and burst out laughing as they started walking past us. Fortunately - once they had gotten over their initial shock and surprise - I think they were more amused than disgusted. But after walking away for a bit, one of them came running back with a camera in her hand and took a quick snap before running off. I heard her say something like, "We gotta show this to the rest of the guys", to which both of them laughed as they finally disappeared around a corner.

After this, we went to the guys' hotel apartment with them, where we had sex. All pretty conventional stuff, but I was horny as hell and just wanted some straight-forward fucking right then, so that was just the ticket. We then left them to it and went back to our own rooms next door.

We spent some time snorting coke and speed and drinking more champagne, and decided that tonight it would be a great idea to have fun just pissing everywhere. Only rule - no toilets, lol.

By the time we headed out to the bars and nightclubs we already needed another pee. We ordered our first drinks and headed straight to the ladies'. But we didn't use the toilets - no intention of that. No one else was in there anyway because it was still quite early and the bar was quiet as yet. So we just squatted together upon the floor, grinning as we pissed all over it, making a massive joint puddle. We'd seen other girls leaving as we arrived, so to cover our own backs - and for a laugh - we reported to the English barmaid that it looked like "someone" had pissed on the floor in the ladies'"

"Really!" She rolled her eyes, and went to take a look. She soon reappeared, "I see what you mean! We do get a lot of dirty bitches in here who seem to do that. Fuck knows why! Rarely this early, though. " She grabbed a mop and bucket and headed for the loos, saying, "Better mop it up before it gets busy". Once she was out of sight, Fiona and I looked at each other and laughed. It never occurred to the barmaid that we were the ones who'd just pissed there, lol.

We finished our drinks there and moved onto another bar, and thus our evening continued, a drink or two at each venue before moving on, and as it got busier a whole load of flirting with varous guys sailing by. In one place, we pissed in our empty beer glasses and left them on the table as we left. Anyone indulging in a spot of surrepticious "minesweeping" was in for a surprise, lol. In another bar, we just pulled our shorts aside as we sat on the edge of our seats, and pissed on the carpet under the table at which we were sat. No one seemed to notice.

And so it carried on. Throughout the evening and night we peed in quiet corners, in glasses, under tables. Sometimes later on we let appreciative guys watch us do these things, too, and once helped one guy's mates shield him from view as he himself pissed against a nightclub wall. Several girls who were with them just grinned at the sight of him doing this.

As we grew pretty well drunk later on, we decided it would be fun to piss in full public view. Both of us squatted on a busy pavement, our shorts pulled down around our knees, and pissed there in full view of loads of guys and girls. Some ignored us. Some - especially the girls - laughed as we did this. Some of the guys cheered us on. Once we'd finished, we got up, waved at our audience with a grin, and walked on.

We didn't actually pick anyone up in the end so ultimately returned alone to our hotel apartment. But we needed a piss again and - very much the worse for wear by now - we thought it hilarious to stand with our shorts pulled aside as we pissed against the door of the banker dudes next door, lol. We then retired to our own hotel apartment in fits of giggles.

Was a fun day and night, and I awoke in a very good mood this morning.

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March 20th 1991:-

Another weird one yesterday. Fiona and I got paid £1000 each by this rich woman, just for going to a free party at her place with a number of other invited - and paid - female guests. A couple of the woman's friends were also there but there were about another 12 of us all paid to be there. And all the free coke and champagne that we could want was fully laid on for us. There was just one other obligation, though - I guess this is why the payment was necessary. Because in the middle of the large room in which we were all partying - with it's wooden floor - was a large steel-barred cage in which a naked man was locked. Her husband!

Anyway, beside this cage was a set of wooden stairs allowing us to climb up on top of it whenever we needed to. And the reason for this was that - whenever we wanted to pee, which was often - we were to get up on top of the cage and piss all over the naked guy inside it. His wife peed on him first. As then did her two friends. And with obvious relish. And the rest of us too who'd been paid to do it. And the guy was actually into this, and into being in this situation. The hard-ons he kept getting before too long were a pretty good clue to that, though we were not allowed to ask him. Everytime he tried to speak, his wife told him to shut up as he didn't have permission. First time I peed on him, though, I did kind of wonder if he was there willingly, or whether we were all actually being paid to humiliate him against his will by some mean woman or something. The thought of actually pissing on someone in a "Fuck you!" kind of way, rather than for his pleasure, did give me a kick in a freaky sort of way, but possible legal consequences were a concern. So I was slightly relieved when one of the girls who peed after me asked outright if this were fully consensual, and was immediately assured by both husband and wife that it was.

Turned out that he gets some sort of kick out of the idea of being used and demeaned and humiliated by his wife and a load of other women, whilst his wife - who is bisexual - gets off on doing it to him. His wife also engaged in full on lesbian sex with various other women in full view of her husband, whose hard-on was unmistakeable. Of course, with fifteen women altogether, all drinking heavily and pissing into the cage often, it's base was soon flooded, and the pee was soon flowing out onto the floor. By the time we left much later, much of the floor of the room was flooded and we were all stepping and walking in it. When the guy needed to pee, he was told to do it right there in the cage whilst we all watched. The final act involved the guy - by now having a massive hard-on - being told to masturbate in front of us all - which he did whilst his wife and her friends stood laughing at him. This just seemed to make it even more enjoyable for him, and he soon shot his load.

And that was the session over. We were thanked - already had our money - and invited to leave.

On the way back to our resort, I laughed with Fiona. I thought that was the freakiest thing ever. It was so weird it was funny. She just laughed. "Oh that's nothing, believe me. You'd never believe what some guys have paid me for in the past."

I was curious, "Really?"

She had actually freely told me about lots of shit she'd done during her escorting before, but I'd never really asked for more than she'd volunteered.

But she was quite forthcoming now. " Oh yeah, one guy liked nails being used on his balls, another just liked me to watch me take a dump on his bed, and another liked being bent over my knee and spanked as I told him off for being a naughty boy. He'd have a baby's dummy in his gob whilst I did this."

I laughed. "Yeah I know there are people into all that kind of shit. Do you get anything out of d that freaky stuff?"

"Occasionally - depends what it is - but usually this weird stuff is just too fucking weird, you know?"

Then she told me about some guy who wanted her to dress up like the queen, and masturbate in front of him whilst singing the national anthem. I immediately assumed she was making this up to have a laugh at my expense, but she insists she had an actual client who requested that. Still have my doubts, but you never do know though, I suppose. The very idea of it is so fucking ridiculous it's funny, lol.

So I guess there are a lot weirder things out there than pissing everywhere for fun.

Anyway, the banker dudes next door were pissed off with us this morning. Because we were already well boozed up when we got back to our resort, yet hit the bars for several more drinks before heading back to our hotel. We were pretty wasted by then, and thought it a great laugh to stand with our knickers pulled aside pissing against the banker dudes' door next to our own apartment. Fiona laughingly knocked on their door as soon we'd started pissing. Turns out they were in there with a couple of girls they'd pulled, and actually answered the door, lol As soon as one of the guys opened it, there we were pissing right towards him and he had to step back sharply. Our piss was now splashing down loudly all over the tiled floor in their entranceway, but we were too damn shitfaced to care and just carried on pissing right there on their floor, laughing our heads off. The other guy and the two girls with them quickly appeared and much shouting ensued, especially from the girls who kept calling us "dirty bitches" and shit like that. But even this seemed funny at the time. Eventually they just gave up and closed the door, leaving us to finish our piss against it, before retiring to crash out.

This morning we were concerned though. We were sure we could win the guys around but feared that the girls might report us to the hotel. Didn't fancy being kicked out. So we hoped the girls were still there and went next door to sort things out. We were in luck. Anyway, fuck the boring details. Let's just say that neither girl were fans of pissing everywhere, and had to be bought off with £50 each, apologies with a load of that "I don't know what came over us" bollocks and a promise to clean it all up. Which we had to do immediately whilst still feeling like shit from the night before. And I hate having to clean up piss at the best of times, which is why I prefer to mess up other people's places rather than my own. But in this instance, the circumstances demanded it.

I think things are suitably smoothed over now, though.