Wild girl diaries

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[steve25805 126,116]

March 10th 1992

Made another £600 yesterday by performing in another pissing porn video filmed by Catherine, which Mike organised.

Basically, some cheap hotel room had been hired - paid for in cash up front in false names probably - and me and this guy pretending to be boyfriend and girlfriend were filmed pretty much pissing everywhere in there. We'd been encouraged to have several drinks beforehand both to relax us and fill our bladders, then Mike gave me and the guy a pee pill each. That's something called a diuretic which makes your body lose water causing you to pee a lot.

Well, with Catherine there filming it all, we pretty much trashed that room. I stood with my legs apart pissing all over the carpet. My second pee was against the wall beside the bed. And I ended up holding his dick whilst he peed all over the carpet, against the walls, and even in the fucking wardrobe! There was a cheap sofa there, which we both pissed on - several times. In between all this we were fooling around together, going down on each other, having sex, and stuff like that. I got to enjoy having him lick my ass too. Before the end, we both pissed all over the bed as well!

Although herself not part of the action, Catherine briefly paused the video shoot at one point so she could pop a squat and pee in the corner, on the carpet.

Was fun and an easy £600, really.

We made our exit in the early hours of the morning before most staff came on duty.

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March 15th 1992

Magistrates court today, being done for "urinating in a public place" and all that shit. I suppose it could have been worse. They chose not to make an issue out of the "indecency" thing, and just fined me £50 for the pissing in public shit, and another £20 for being drunk and disorderly. Just to be awkward, I deliberately made sure I had no cash on me but agreed to pay their stupid fines within a week.

But I know a very satisfying way of making that money. One of Fiona's clients who is a prosecution solicitor with a thing about girls pissing. She told me about him the other day. I have an idea.......but will leave it at that for now and see how it pans out.

[steve25805 126,116]

March 17th 1992

Took a chance today but got away with it. It was brilliant and just so fucking perfect. I was put in touch with Fiona's client, that prosecution lawyer dude. And in return for him paying my fines, he could watch me piss - in public! - in daylight! - and in the busy street right behind the magistrates court! Lol.

So I took down my jeans and pants in full public view and squatted right there on the pavement, as cars drove past tooting their horns and several people walked past. And I just pissed right there on the pavement, not giving a shit who saw me. It was actually quite a thrill to be honest - I suppose I do have an exhibitionist streak.

When I'd finished that very long pee and flooded the pavement - luckily no police cars drove past whilst I was doing it - I pulled my jeans and pants back up, and walked with him into the magistrates building, and chuckled as he paid my fine.

Talk about giving the finger to the law. So fucking satisfying. They fine me for pissing in public late at night. So I deliberately do it in broad daylight in a busy street right behind the court and right in front of a prosecution lawyer, who then pays my fine for me for the privilege of watching! What do you think about that, fuckers! Hahaha.

[steve25805 126,116]

March 23rd 1992

Had an interesting client last night. Basically, I got paid £400 to let him and his wife piss on me in their bath. Then - still dripping with their piss - I got to piss on his dick whilst his wife masturbated him. I was still pissing when he shot his load, lol.

[steve25805 126,116]

April 12th 1992

I was out drinking with Clare last night and we ended up in a crowded nightclub. There was a queue for the toilets, which was a real hassle. So we waited for the queue to disappear but it never really did. We ended up so desperate we'd probable never have made it, anyway. We realised we had to pee or we'd end up wetting ourselves. Luckily we were sitting at a table in a darkened corner with no one paying us too much attention. Clare laughingly suggested that we just piss in our beer glasses. But I had a better idea, and suggested that we just perch on the front edge of our seats and piss right there on the carpet.

Clare laughed, "Donna, that's disgusting."

I just pointed out that it wasn't our carpet so why should we give a fuck?

So we ended up doing it. Both sitting with our muffs perched over the front edge of our seats, Clare pulling the crotch of her shorts and panties aside, me with my trousers around my knees. And soon we were both pissing right there on the carpet under the table. We were making a massive puddle there as well, because we peed for what seemed like ages.

Towards the end, these two guys approached us, laughing. One of them asked if we were actually pissing there. I guess they were at just the right vantage point to notice. Clare immediately stopped peeing and closed her legs, looking a little anxious and embarassed. But I just carried on pissing as I responded to them with something like, "Yeah, it's just more convenient."

They laughed. Clare was rather surprised that I just carried on pissing whilst chatting to them. She said something like, "Donna, I can't believe you're still pissing!" She laughed.

I just grinned and said something about nearly being done and that I might as well carry on until I finished now.

After I pulled my trousers back up, we all looked under the table and laughed at the huge mess on the carpet. Clare chuckled, "I can't believe we just peed on the carpet!"

I thought to myself - if only she knew about all the pissing antics I'd been involved with. Which includes pissing on her kitchen floor with her boyfriend when she's been out, lol. Hope she never gets to read this diary.

Anyway, these guys latched onto us for the rest of our stay in the nightclub - we got to see their dicks as they pissed in their beer glasses, and both Clare and I peed on the carpet under the table again. But eventually, Clare went home alone, as did one of the guys. But I went back to the other guy's flat with him for the night. On the way - now quite drunk - he kept going on about me and Clare pissing on the carpet and how sexy it was. And I was feeling a bit naughty myself, so I laughingly said I'd hold his dick whilst he peed if he wanted when we reached his place - as long as he did it on his kitchen floor! He laughed, but we ended up doing that.

We both stripped naked - my suggestion - then I held his dick as he started pissing all over the kitchen floor tiles. I aimed it around to spray a large area, and I could feel him starting to go hard. So this was obviously turning him on. When he finished, I crouched down over a still dry part of the floor and without even asking if it was ok I started pissing right there in his kitchen too. But he just stood there grinning, his dick getting even harder.

After that, both feeling horny, we had wild sex on his bed before crashing out.

I woke before him this morning, so just before getting dressed and leaving, I popped a squat beside his bed and pissed on his bedroom carpet, lol. I wonder what he thought about that when he woke up!

[steve25805 126,116]

April 21st 1992

I can't believe what I just did! I needed a piss and had just watched this porn vid I got from Fiona. It was American, and looked amateur but still reasonable quality. And there were several scenes where this guy let his girlfriend pee in various places - on his bedroom carpet, on a large table, on the tiled kitchen floor. And she got to watch him pee on the floor too. After watching that, I so much wanted to just be a dirty bitch and piss all over the place, but I don't do that in my own flat. I have standards - usually, lol.

I decided to take my jeans and panties off and settle for going and pissing in the shower. But my kitchen floor looked so tempting that I found myself contemplating just peeing there. I talked myself out of it for a moment and began striding through the kitchen towards the bathroom, thinking that I can't just piss in my own kitchen.

But the idea of doing that was really hitting the spot right then, and so I decided to actually do it. I squatted right there in the middle of my own kitchen, unable to believe what I was actually going to do - and started pissing right there on the floor! And it felt great! I fucking flooded my own kitchen floor, big time.

I've just finished pissing and there is a massive yellow-tinged puddle out there right now. Thought I'd leave it whilst I wrote this diary entry.

Now I've got the hassle of going out there and cleaning it up. That's why I so much prefer to piss on other people's floors and carpets, and just leave it there. It aint my problem then, lol.

[steve25805 126,116]

April 22nd 1992

I still can't believe I pissed on my own kitchen floor yesterday. And I wasn't even paid to do it. I just did it for fun!

Did something else a bit naughty this morning. I needed a piss after several morning coffees and with a smirk headed towards my bathroom. I decided to squat in my shower unit and piss there. Not nearly so bad as peeing in the kitchen but a lot easier to clean up.

As I got there I reached for my belt buckle in order to be able to lower my jeans. But at the last minute I had the naughtiest idea. I didn't bother lowering my jeans after all. Instead, I just squatted down in the shower anyway and deliberately pissed through them. The fabric of my jeans and knickers grew rapidly wet around my crotch and my ass, the wet patch growing ever larger as I peed. It felt great, actually, my ass wet with hot piss soaking the ass of my jeans. A golden waterfall flowing through them poured down onto the shower floor beneath me, making a large yellow puddle which flowed towards the drain hole.

It was actually pretty good fun to just wet myself on purpose like that. But I had to take my jeans and knickers off afterwards and clean up by taking a shower. Had to throw the pissed in clothes into the washing machine.

Later - wearing clean jeans - I did actually sit on the toilet to pee like a respectable lady. Less respectable, though, was the fact that I didn't lower my jeans that time either, lol. I just pissed straight through them, enjoying the feel of having another warm and wet ass. So of course, I had to throw those jeans into the wash as well.

[steve25805 126,116]

April 24th 1992

Actually, there are ways to be a dirty bitch at home without messing the place up. This morning I had a great idea. Ihad a whole heap of clothes to wash, in a basket which I was carrying to the kitchen. Needed a piss as well but had decided to get the wash going first. But as I placed the basket of clothes in front of the washing machine, the realisation suddenly dawned up me. These clothes were about to be put in the wash! So what difference would it make if I pissed on them?

So I stepped out of my jeans and knickers - more fun to be unencumbered because I get a better view of my own piss splashing down, lol. And I stood astride the linen basket, lowering myself down into a kind of semi-squatting position. And then I just let loose, pissing all over my own clothes. Curious how we girls make such a loud hissing sound when we go, but that just makes it even sexier in a way.

Lol, I can't believe I actually think that pissing on my own clothes on purpose is sexy. I guess I must be some kind of weirdo. But so fucking what. It's fun just pissing anywhere.

Was a really long piss too, and very yellow - truly a golden shower. My clothes were fucking soaked! But straight in the washing machine. Problem sorted. Easy pissing fun with no hassle.

[steve25805 126,116]

May 7th 1992

Got another easy £800 today. Another video shoot, Catherine filming as usual. There seems to be a niche market for this kind of stuff with a few people prepared to pay good money to have us make it. And it is so much fun. Basically, it was just me, Fiona, and this other girl she knew called Clare, paid to spend and afternoon at this house drinking fine champagne that was supplied to us, and given carte blanche to piss just about anywhere. I love these kind of shoots.

We were in some council house on an estate, and for once the person who lived there and her daughter were both present. They'd been paid a whole load of money just to let us pee all around their house. They helped themselves to the champagne too - and for additional money and an assurance that the video was being sold to a select clientele and no one they knew was likely to see it, they ended up joining in and pissing on camera too. The mother had to be in her late 40s, but her daughter was only about 20. No idea how Mike found such people, but he seemed to.

Well, we all had fun pissing in the living room at first, all over the carpet, on the furniture and all over the coffee table. The mother - Sharon - ended up standing and pissing against the living room wall, much to the amusement of her daughter, Lisa. She in turn squatted in the corner and peed on the carpet there.

And as the drink flowed and we all got into the swing of things, Sharon ended up pissing on her own bed on camera, Lisa squatted and peed on the kitchen floor, and so it went on. Every room got peed in, every floor and carpet peed on, every wall peed against, every table covered in piss. Beds were pissed all over as well, cupboards and drawers peed in, curtains peed against. Clare pissed in the fridge, I pissed into the cooker's oven, whilst Fiona pissed in the freezer. Sharon peed on the kitchen counter whilst her daughter peed in the sink.

Although not on camera, Catherine herself squatted and peed on the living room carpet, whilst Sharon held Mike's dick as he peed against the wall in the hallway.

Their house was covered in piss everywhere by the time we'd all finished. Great fun. And £800 richer!

Before we left - and off-camera - that dirty bitch Sharon had Mike piss in her mouth in front of her own dumbstruck daughter, who'd probably never imagined that she'd ever see her mum letting a bloke piss in her mouth. And Sharon was loving it, you could tell, drinking it down like she couldn't get enough.

A fun and very lucrative day.

[steve25805 126,116]

May 12th 1992

Some rich men hired me last night. There were three of them. Basically, I was a present for their wives who were all about 50, along with several female friends of theirs who ranged in age from between about 30 and 50, some with their boyfriends. All were very rich, some with clearly posh accents. They were all semi-drunk on champagne and coked up in this large luxury flat near the harbour. And basically, the women had decided it would be a great laugh to hire a girl just so they could all piss on her. The idea of that seemed to amuse them. And I was the girl hired to let them do it. Any qualms about letting women piss on me just for a laugh disappeared completely when I was offered £6000 in cash for what would surely be over quite quickly. I mean, it doesn't take long to piss, does it? And they'd agreed to let me get showered afterwards.

Well, they were all dressed in bikinis and stuff like that, so wearing very little, whilst I stripped naked. I was then led into the bathroom and told to get into this large empty circular jacuzzi sunk into the raised floor. And then - two or three at a time - the women stood around me, some pulling their bikini bottoms aside, others taking them off completely - and amidst much laughter they basically just pissed all over me. One bitch laughed her head off as she deliberately aimed for my face - I'd neglected to inform them that I don't let people piss in my face. But I was getting a lot of money so I made no objection and kept my mouth and eyes fully closed as my face got pissed on. I just let it happen. And it was ok really. It's only piss. Actually, I suppose it was a little erotic if I must be honest - letting some other woman older than my mother piss in my face.

Everyone thought this was a great laugh - just pissing all over me or watching their wives and girlfriends do so. And once the women had finished, they told their husbands and boyfriends to do it as well, holding their dicks for them and literally aiming their piss all over me. A couple of the guys started to go hard, which the women thought hilarious. And several women from time to time aimed their partners' dicks towards my face - at one point there must have been three guys pissing in my face all at the same time.

They then wanted me to pisss, and I did need to go - I have the habit of turning up to jobs like this with at least a partially full bladder in case anyone wants to pay extra to be pissed on or something like that. But in this case they just wanted me to stand up in the jacuzzi and piss there in front of them all. I figured that £6k ought to buy a bit of leeway and flexibility, so I didn't ask for further payment. I just stood up, covered in piss, parted my legs a little, and started pissing right there in front of them all. In mid flow, one woman suddenly approached with an empty glass jug and amidst much laughter held it beneath me so that I did the rest of my piss in it. I still had a fair bit left so there was quite a bit of golden-hued piss in that jug by the time I'd finished.

The woman holding the jug then told me to sit back down, after which she raised the jug above me, and amidst a cacophony laughter poured my own still hot piss all over my head. My already pissed in long blonde hair was utterly soaked with my own piss now.

One of the guys who'd removed his swimming trunks earlier to piss now had such an obvious hard on that others found that funny. His girlfriend then got him to approach the jacuzzi again - joking about needing to do something about his embarassing erection - and aimed his dick aimed towards me. Then, amidst fits of laughter, she started to furiously masturbate him. Within minutes, he shot his load over me in front of everyone, who all laughed like this was the funniest thing ever.

After this, I was finally allowed to shower and dress, and left shortly with a friendly smile and £6000 in cash in my possession. And I was in there for little more than 40 minutes altogether - including dressing and undressing, and shower time. Quite easy money really, even if I did have to get pissed all over.

[steve25805 126,116]

May 29th 1992

I was out drinking last night and picked up this guy and went back to his place with him. I needed a piss and dropped a few sexual hints, and he soon enough said that he wanted to watch me piss. Well, back at his place I grinned at him as I first removed my footwear, then my jeans and panties , explaining that he'd get a better view as a result. Then he followed me into his bathroom where I stood astride his toilet with my legs apart and started pissing whilst he watched. I wasn't too careful with my aim and quite a lot was splashing on the seat, but he just grinned with an obvious hard on in his trousers. I just laughed about my piss splashing on the seat and made no effort to adjust my aim. I mean, so what, right? I don't care where the fuck I piss. And he wasn't bothered. He just laughed at the sight of a droplet or two splashing on the floor.

So I decided to be a real dirty bitch and give him something worth seeing. I shuffled forward whilst still pissing, deliberately missing the toilet completely with my piss splashing down loudly on the floor right in front of it. I stood there grinning as I did the rest of my piss right there on his floor, lol. Made a rather large puddle.

I then got to see him piss, which is always good when a pissing dick is hard. I lent him a hand and had him pee all over the seat and on the floor too.

We had great sex after that.

[lesful 59]

April 12th 1992

I was out drinking with Clare last night and we ended up in a crowded nightclub. There was a queue for the toilets, which was a real hassle. So we waited for the queue to disappear but it never really did. We ended up so desperate we'd probable never have made it, anyway. We realised we had to pee or we'd end up wetting ourselves. Luckily we were sitting at a table in a darkened corner with no one paying us too much attention. Clare laughingly suggested that we just piss in our beer glasses. But I had a better idea, and suggested that we just perch on the front edge of our seats and piss right there on the carpet.

Clare laughed, "Donna, that's disgusting."

I just pointed out that it wasn't our carpet so why should we give a fuck?

So we ended up doing it. Both sitting with our muffs perched over the front edge of our seats, Clare pulling the crotch of her shorts and panties aside, me with my trousers around my knees. And soon we were both pissing right there on the carpet under the table. We were making a massive puddle there as well, because we peed for what seemed like ages.

Towards the end, these two guys approached us, laughing. One of them asked if we were actually pissing there. I guess they were at just the right vantage point to notice. Clare immediately stopped peeing and closed her legs, looking a little anxious and embarassed. But I just carried on pissing as I responded to them with something like, "Yeah, it's just more convenient."

They laughed. Clare was rather surprised that I just carried on pissing whilst chatting to them. She said something like, "Donna, I can't believe you're still pissing!" She laughed.

I just grinned and said something about nearly being done and that I might as well carry on until I finished now.

After I pulled my trousers back up, we all looked under the table and laughed at the huge mess on the carpet. Clare chuckled, "I can't believe we just peed on the carpet!"

I thought to myself - if only she knew about all the pissing antics I'd been involved with. Which includes pissing on her kitchen floor with her boyfriend when she's been out, lol. Hope she never gets to read this diary.

Anyway, these guys latched onto us for the rest of our stay in the nightclub - we got to see their dicks as they pissed in their beer glasses, and both Clare and I peed on the carpet under the table again. But eventually, Clare went home alone, as did one of the guys. But I went back to the other guy's flat with him for the night. On the way - now quite drunk - he kept going on about me and Clare pissing on the carpet and how sexy it was. And I was feeling a bit naughty myself, so I laughingly said I'd hold his dick whilst he peed if he wanted when we reached his place - as long as he did it on his kitchen floor! He laughed, but we ended up doing that.

We both stripped naked - my suggestion - then I held his dick as he started pissing all over the kitchen floor tiles. I aimed it around to spray a large area, and I could feel him starting to go hard. So this was obviously turning him on. When he finished, I crouched down over a still dry part of the floor and without even asking if it was ok I started pissing right there in his kitchen too. But he just stood there grinning, his dick getting even harder.

After that, both feeling horny, we had wild sex on his bed before crashing out.

I woke before him this morning, so just before getting dressed and leaving, I popped a squat beside his bed and pissed on his bedroom carpet, lol. I wonder what he thought about that when he woke up!

Excellent piece,Steve. One of your best.

[steve25805 126,116]

June 11th 1992

Had another interesting one. I got hired by these three quite well off guys as entertainment at some party. There were a number of quite rich guys there along with their wives, about a dozen people in all. Basically, I was hired to just be naked whilst wandering around and mingling and chatting. A weird one. I was paid £2000 and allowed to eat and drink as much of their fine food and champagne as I wished. Sexual favours were part of the deal too. Including pissing.

Several times when I needed to pee, they told me to just squat and pee on the floor someplace, once in the kitchen, another time on the veranda outside, and a couple of times on the wooden floor in their large hallway. It was a very large mansion type place. They all chuckled or grinned approvingly every time I pissed. Several of the women joined in, themselves just squatting and peeing on the floor amidst much increasingly drunken laughter.

A large glass bowl was also placed in the middle of their sumpuous living room, with the guys just getting their dicks out and standing there pissing in it when they needed to go, much to the amusement of the women. Some of the wives would sometimes hold their dicks for them. And some of the women too would squat and pee in that bowl in front of everyone whenever they felt like it.

Eventually of course it became full, so the next woman who wanted to pee laughingly suggested peeing on me instead - and they all egged her on to do just that, thinking it would be a great laugh. So she decided to do it, and got me to lay on the large rug in front of the fireplace where - having removed her knickers and lifted her skirt - she stood astride me. And within moments, amidst much drunken laughter, I felt her hot warm piss splashing upon my skin. Don't often get pissed on by another woman, but it's only piss and I was getting good money.

A bit later, several of the guys decided that it would be good fun to use my ass as a urinal. They basically had me bend over on that living room rug with my ass thrust towards them as they stood there pissing all over my ass cheeks. Their wives looked on laughing.

Towards the end - by now pretty drunk - one of the women was talked for a dare into letting me squat over her face and piss in it. They all thought that was hilarious.

Interesting night, and another £2000 stashed away.

Wondering why I still rent a cheap flat really - I guess I don't want to give the taxman any clues as to how much money I have been making, which has mostly been cash in hand.

Why work in some crummy low paid job when you can get £2k just for being pissed on?

[steve25805 126,116]

June 15th 1992.

Have been having occasional chats with the guy in the flat opposite me, called Ian. Last night I was out having a few drinks in the pub around the corner from where we live, and he walked in and we got talking about this and that. Of course, he knows nothing about me earning big money by pissing for people, but I did have some naughty fun with him on the way back to our flats.

We had decided to go in the back way so were walking through this quiet back lane. It being mid-summer and only 9.30 in the evening it was still just about daylight. Anyway, I needed a pee. I could easily have waited until I got back but decided it would be more fun to claim otherwise. So I told Ian that I was going to do it right there in the lane, and jokily said that if he wanted to watch I wasn't bothered. Then I lowered my jeans and panties and crouched down next to a wall and started pissing there right in front of him. He tried to play it cool but I could tell he enjoyed the show. He couldn't stop himself from looking, and had that telltale trace of a smile. Am pretty expert at telling when someone is "interested" or not. And he definitely was.

When I finished, I pulled my pants and jeans up and said, laughingly, "I enjoyed that."

"Me too", he admitted.

I suggested he return the favour, and piss against that wall so that I could watch him. So he took his dick out in front of me and stood facing that wall. And I got to see his pissing dick as he sprayed his piss against the wall. He had a bit of a semi on by the time he finished, lol.

There is potential for more fun with this guy, but I won't reveal too much about myself. After all, he lives in another flat in the same building with the same landlord. I have to be careful.

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June 28th 1992

Was paid to do another public pissing vid today. This time just one clip, made to order for some rich guy's personal collection and not for sale. I got paid £450 for just one public piss, plus loads of free lager to drink beforehand. We drove to a town about a hundred miles away where there was no chance of me being seen by anyone who knew me - Mike driving with Catherine and her camcorder in the front passenger seat. I was naked in the back, having undressed completely as required. The guy paying for the vid didn't just want me to piss in public, he wanted me to be totally naked when I did it.

Eventually we found somewhere suitable - a busy road with loads of passing traffic and a wide pavement, with no pedestrians too close but a couple of women walking in our direction a little way ahead. And a guy and his girlfriend walking away from us in the opposite direction. We parked up, and Catherine got out of the car with her camcorder at the ready. When she was in position ahead of us, I got out of the car as she filmed, totally naked as I strode several feet away from the car towards Catherine, waving and laughing at a passing driver who beeped his horn at me. Then I stood there with my legs apart and hands on hips, pissing right there on the pavement in full view of the passing traffic. The two women approaching us - aged about late 20s I'd say - were giggling together as they neared, amused by the sight of me just standing there naked and pissing as they walked past. I said "Hi" as I just carried on pissing, with the two ladies laughingly acknowledging me as they hastened past. Several cars beeped their horns. I just laughed and waved at them whilst still pissing. And I peed loads, making a massive puddle on the pavement. When I finished I hurried back to the car, laughing at what I'd just done as I began to put my clothes on. And feeling grateful that no police car had come by at the wrong moment.

And to be honest, after drinking several cans of lager I was too tipsy to let myself feel too much embarrassment. Instead I got a thrill out of it, standing there naked and pissing there in full public view. Was quite a turn on actually. I must have an exhibitionist kink. Can't believe I get away with shit like that, lol. I hope the guy likes his video. As far as public pissing goes, it's got to be just about the most daring one around.

Back home again now after several more pints in the pub. Entered my flat needing another piss and feeling horny as fuck thinking about that public pissing. So I took my clothes off, stripping naked again, and crouched down in my kitchen, pissing all over my kitchen floor, before fingering myself to an orgasm. Am still sitting here naked as I write this.

Now I have to go and mop up my piss in the kitchen, lol.

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July 1st 1992

Had a weird one in the club last night - which I never actually made much money out of in the end. Word of mouth in a certain kinky subculture seems quite effective, because all sorts of people with weird peeing interests seem to hear about me and seek me out. I think I am a selling point for the nightclub amongst some elements, so the owners surrepticiously spread the word in the right places. I think Mike has lots of contacts too. And not all the weirdos are into pissing. I get the BDSM crowd too, guys into being spanked, the pvc gimp mask brigade, guys who want to watch me take a shit, and the occasional guy who wants to soil his nappies with a dummy in his gob and have me change them. But pissing seems to be becoming my main attraction. Which is good because it is my fetish of choice. Pissing fun often turns me on!

Anyway, early in the evening I was approached by some guy who bought me a drink and then offered me £750 just to let his wife piss on my living room carpet! Seems she'd seen a porn vid where some girl had peed on the carpet in a hotel room and really wanted to piss on someone's carpet herself. And her husband - obviously loaded - was willing to pay good money to make it happen.

Problem is, no way was I letting any dirty bitch piss on my living room carpet - not even for £750. I offered the use of my kitchen floor instead, but he was adamant that she definitely wanted to piss on someone's carpet. Kinky bitch, I thought. Then I realised that I liked pissing on other people's carpets as well! So no moral high ground there, then. Lol. So I made clear that my own carpet wasn't an option, but offered - in return for an additional mere £100 for myself if successful - to see if I could find someone who'd be willing to let it happen in their living room for £750. He agreed to my extra £100, so I went out back to make a phone call.

I had a possibility in mind. I knew a working girl - a street prostitute I knew as Dee. It would take her two weeks on the streets to earn that kind of money and she only had a cheapo carpet anyway. So I gave her a call and was in luck. It was still early enough for her to not quite have hit the streets yet. And I made the offer. Some guy was offering £750 up front just to let his wife piss on the living room carpet. She was a bit surprised but she'd known a few weird ones before, so wasn't anything like as shocked as most girls would probably be. I also said that the guy wanted to watch me piss on the carpet too! Which was actually a lie! I just wanted to piss on someone's carpet myself for my own enjoyment! I guess the money was pretty persuasive, anyway, because she agreed.

So I went back out and spoke to the guy, saying that I had someone willing to let his wife pee on her carpet for £750. And, as a goodwill gesture - yeah right, lol - I offered to let him watch me piss on her carpet as well for no extra fee above the £100 already agreed. He was well up for that. So I would get to pee on Dee's carpet for free as well!

Anyway, we went out to his car - a top of the range Mercedes - where his wife waited in the passenger seat, an obviously well-groomed and still attractive woman in her late 40s, with a posh accent and wearing an expensive dress. The introductions were made, and soon we'd made the short drive to Dee's council flat. We entered and made the arrangements, with money changing hands. Dee herself was a young girl still - only a little older than me - and looked like just a regular girl. Attractive enough in a girl next door kind of way.

Anyway, the guy's wife - never learned her name - crouched down in the middle of the living room, dress hoisted and no panties underneath. I was squatting a couple of feet away with my own jeans and panties around my knees. And there we were, both pissing right there on Dee's carpet right in front of her. Dee is not really into pissing, I don't think, but she was happy enough to let us do it for £750. We both made rather large puddles.

The guy then offered Dee an extra £150 cash just to watch her piss on the carpet herself. She must have thought that the carpet had been peed on already by two women, so adding a bit more made little difference. It was ruined already. So she took the money, dropped her jeans, and squatted over the carpet herself, making another pissy puddle. Then the guy offered yet another £100 to Dee just to let him piss on the carpet too. Again she agreed and took the money. And soon his dick was out, being aimed all around as he pissed all over the carpet, his wife chuckling as she watched.

Afterwards, we left Dee and her pissy carpet but happily £1000 richer, and they dropped me off at the club again before heading home. Presumably he got to fuck her brains out when they got there, lol.

I never really know what I'll get paid to do next, but it's sometimes great fun.

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July 6th 1992

Was a bit of a funny one last evening. I'd gotten in from having a few drinks in the pub and needed a pee. Getting to be more of a dirty bitch lately. I just took off my footwear, jeans and panties and decided that it would be more fun to just squat and piss on my kitchen floor again. Been peeing in my kitchen quite a bit lately, lol. I suppose I get a twisted buzz out of doing it..

Well anyway, there I was squatting and pissing on the kitchen floor, my kitchen being just inside the door to my flat. My hissy piss was loudly splashing down, a large and growing puddle beneath me, when there was a sudden knock on the door. For a brief second I felt a surge of panic. What if it was the landlord? He had his own key and if I didn't respond he'd likely let himself in anyway - and catch me in the act of pissing on the kitchen floor in his flat! So I shouted through the door of the flat - whilst still pissing - "Who is it?" I was somewhat relieved to hear it was just Ian from the flat opposite.

"Hang on a minute", I shouted. "I'm just having a piss". I grinned to myself as I continued pissing until I was finally done, leaving a large yellowish puddle on the floor. Then I got up - still naked from the waist down - and answered the door, inviting Ian in. His eyes almost popped out of his head at the sight of my naked ass and blonde pubes. As I reached for my clothes - bending over in front of him to give him a great view of my ass - before starting to put them on, I nodded towards the large piss puddle, "It's so much easier to just piss on the floor. Done it a few times. I'll clean it up later." I laughed, noticing how this was obviously turning him on.

Then I made him a cup of tea and stood there chatting with him in the kitchen only feet away from my massive piss puddle. He kept glancing towards it, an obvious hard on in his pants. He wasn't exactly one hundred percent focussed on our chat. The sight of my piss on the floor and knowledge that I'd just peed there was obviously turning him on something chronic, which inwardly amused me. I couldn't resist teasing him some more, by suggesting that if he'd been a couple of minutes earlier he might have gotten to watch me doing it.

Before too long, he made his excuses and left - probably to have a wank, lol. I just chuckled to myself as I finally grabbed a mop and set about cleaning my piss up.

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July 13th 1992

Another strange customer in the club last night. Word must really be travelling the grapevine about my "specialities". Anyway, it was this rich guy in his 40s who had a much younger - and bisexual - girlfriend in her 20s. And she had a thing about watching other women peeing in outrageously naughty and public places.

Well, to cut a long story short, the guy was offering me £300 just to get up onto the bar and piss all over the carpeted floor from there, so that he and his girlfriend could watch. The guy chucked some money at the owner, so he was ok with it. And the two other barmaids knew about my habit of doing pissing stuff for cash already.

Anyway, the guy kept buying me drinks and they waited until the club had closed, by which time I needed to go quite badly. The two barmaids were still there, plus a small handful of other people - a few guys and their girlfriends who were in on it. - and of course the rich guy and his girlfriend. Anyway, behind the bar I took my shoes and socks off, then my jeans and knickers so that I was naked from the waist down. Then I got up onto the bar and squatted there facing my audience.

And I just started pissing, my pee splashing loudly down onto the carpet from the height of the bar. The two barmaids just looked on grinning. Most of the small audience were grinning or quietly laughing at what I was doing. The rich guy's girlfriend was loving it, though. I could tell. I pissed for ages too, flooding that fucking carpet.

When I went home, I was another £300 richer. And everyone went home soon after my pissing was done, with no one bothering to try and clean up the mess. We just left it there to dry by itself, one of the barmaids laughing that if it's still there tonight, everyone will just think someone spilt their beer!

So that's another first - getting up on the bar and pissing on the carpet of the nightclub in which I work, and in front of a load of people too! Now that really is mixing business with pleasure, lol.

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July 17th 1992

Had a lazy day at home today, reading, listening to music, watching TV, and drinking coffee. Loads of coffee. And pissing quite a lot. The first time, I pulled my jeans down and held a glass between my legs and pissed in it. Poured it down the kitchen sink, afterwards. The next pee, I decided to cut out the middle man and got up onto the kitchen counter and squatted there, pissing directly in the kitchen sink. I peed in the shower and in the bathroom sink too with other pees.

I also spent time watching one of my favourite porn vids, with some American blonde woman pissing on hotel carpets and beds in front of her boyfriend. By the evening I was getting right into the pissing thing, and decided - as I do these days when in my dirtiest frame of mind - to piss all over my kitchen floor! I guess I must be getting dirtier and skankier. Because two years ago - even a year ago - no way would I have even considered pissing in my own kitchen. But now I just think why not? It's only piss and easy enough to mop up afterwards.

So I took off my trainers and socks, then my jeans and panties, and threw them in the corner. I was naked from the waist down......when suddenly there was a knock on my door. "Shit, who the fuck is that now", I said quietly to myself with some annoyance. I shouted through the door, "Who is it?" And it turned out to be Ian from the flat opposite. And I decided that the timing was perfect after all!

I strode the couple of feet to the door and invited him in - still naked from the waist down. He smirked as soon as he noticed. I grinned at him as I said, "I'm just about to have a piss." And I squatted down in the middle of my kitchen right in front of him.

Within seconds, I was pissing right there on the floor, my piss hissing quite loudly and splashing down, creating an ever-growing puddle. I looked at him in mid-flow and chuckled, "I needed that! It's more fun just doing it here."

He laughed at that.

By the time I'd finished, the puddle on the floor was enormous. I then suggested that he get his dick out and piss on the floor himself. And he did. Pissing all over my kitchen floor right in front of me while I watched. I seem to be getting skankier with every passing year, lol. Now I even encourage guys to piss all over my kitchen floor just so that I can watch them do it.

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July 25th 1992

Not seen too much of Ian this past week. He hasn't knocked, and the few times I have bumped into him he has seemed slightly shy and awkward - embarrassed almost. I suppose he feels slightly ashamed after what he asked me to do. After all, I doubt whether he's ever got the girl opposite him to take a shit on his carpet for his viewing pleasure before, lol. It's kind of funny, really.

At some point I'll invite him in for a few beers. A mutual piss or two all over my kitchen floor after a few drinks will soon loosen him up.

Some more easy money again last night. Some rich guy took me back to his hotel room, paying me £250 just to take my clothes off, then get up and squat naked upon the middle of his bed. And then, as I did a long hissy piss right there on his hotel bed, he had his dick out, playing with himself. I finished him off with my hand after climbing down off his thoroughly soaked bed. Wouldn't be surprised if he got himself off all night by sleeping in my piss, lol. No idea how he would have explained that to the hotel staff in the morning. Money talks, though, I suppose.

But I don't care. £250 richer, and I got to enjoy pissing all over somebody else's bed and then just leaving it there.

Well, early this morning Mike showed up. Clare was away with family, and he wanted us to go around to their place and have some fun. Sex was involved of course. But we both also peed on the kitchen and bathroom floors. And I let him piss all over my ass in return for him letting me piss in his face! I dread to think what Clare would have thought had she walked in on us at that moment. Both of us naked, with me squatting over her boyfriend's grinning face, and pissing in it! Lol

Would have taken some explaining, that's for sure!

I left all the mess for Mike to clean up, and headed out to the pub for a bit. Got home a short while ago, slightly tipsy and very full bladdered. And I felt like doing something outrageously dirty. So I went into my bedroom, opened a drawer full of my T-shirts, lowered my jeans and panties, and hovered by ass over that open drawer. Then I pissed in it, all over my own clothes. Once I'd finished I began this diary entry.

Now I have to go get my pissy T-shirts out of that drawer and throw them in the wash.

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August 1st 1992

A very enjoyable shoot today - not a video this time but loads of photos for a German fetish magazine, featuring "dirty English girls who piss everywhere". Other girls must have been involved on other shoots, individually. My shoot involved just me, with Mike off camera getting a cheap thrill watching, and Catherine taking loads of pics.

The action took place at some council flat. The woman who lives there with her boyfriend wasn't there, and neither was he. But we been given full access. They'd been paid a large sum sufficient to replace damaged furniture and carpets and then some. And yes, I got paid £600 for one of my favourite types of shoot - just pissing all over the place in someone else's house.

I had been plied with plenty of lager beforehand, and shortly before arriving at the venue, I was also given a diuretic - basically a tablet that makes you pee loads. I carried on drinking. This kind of meant that I was pissing gallons every half hour or so. And yeah, having gotten naked, I just peed all over the place, varying the theme by sometimes standing, sometimes squatting or semi-squatting. And I fucked that place right up, pissing all over the carpets and furniture, on the bed, against the walls, on tables, in cupboards and drawers. We were there all afternoon, and I must have pissed at least a dozen times. Off camera, Catherine herself at one point just dropped her jeans and peed there on the carpet in the living room. Mike a couple of times just nonchalantly peed against the nearest wall.

The day was interesting in another way too, because - between pissings - I finally got Catherine to open up a little about herself in conversation. She was married with kids. Her husband knew that she filmed fetish porn and made good money out of it, and they sometimes enjoyed viewing it for their mutual pleasure. But in her personal life she was more into the peeing on guys scene - though only her husband - rather than in pissing all over the place. But she found it erotic to film other girls - and guys - pissing anywhere at all, though she took a semi-detached and professional attitude to her work. Getting the picture and film quality right was her main focus, though she did admit that she had been known to get herself off at the memory of her latest shoots when in private later.

Apparently, she'd been involved with BDSM fetish shoots, because some fetish mag had advertised for a professional photographer, and she'd applied for and got the job. It paid more than wedding videos and suchlike, so porn shoots became her primary source of income. And it was whilst working in that line of work that she'd met friends of Mike who were involved with amateur porn, and eventually struck up a business arrangement with Mike himself.

Kind of interesting.

 

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August 7th 1992

I got paid top whack for another video shoot. This time I got a full £1000 for a so-called "piss bukake" film. I'd never heard of the term before, but it comes from Japan, apparently. Anyway, some rich dude who'd paid for many of my films wanted one of me being pissed all over by a load of guys. Sometimes, with the right guy, I may allow myself to be peed on in exceptional circumstances. But this really wasn't my thing, normally. I have to be in the right mood. But £1000 is very good money. And it is only piss, isn't it? So I agreed to do it.

One other condition, though. The rich dude himself wanted to be one of the guys pissing on me. Well, OK, it's just one more pissing dick, so I thought, why not? The action took place in his place in this large patio area beside a swimming pool - yeah it was an obvious rich guy's house. And I just sat on some cushions as about 8 guys all stood around me, pissing on me from all directions, with Catherine filming the action. And I had to hide a smirk whilst this was happening, because this rich guy looked so fucking laughably incongruous. All the other guys were well hung and well built young studs, and it was actually quite nice seeing their dicks all aiming towards me, even if they were all pissing in my direction. But in amongst them all was this short, weedy, balding little guy in his 50s, with a paunch for a stomach, and a weeny little dick pissing on me too, lol.

And to add to the amusement, his wife - also mid-50s - was sat in an armchair out there, dress pulled up and knickerless as she watched, all the while playing with herself. And she was saying in a posh accent stupid shit like, "Yes Gerald, jolly good show", as she worked herself up towards an orgasm. It just sounded so silly. And even the name "Gerald" just sounded so stereotypically amusing. The sort of name you'd expect someone whose wife comes out with shit like "jolly good show" to have, old bean! Lol. I might have had eight - well seven and a bit, lol - dicks spraying hot piss all over me at the time, but the whole thing still seemed incongruously funny. Still mildly surprised that I wasn't asked to administer a "damned good thrashing" to Gerald as well, lol. Public school fantasies and all that.

Still, had my shower afterwards and left with £1000 in cash in my possession, so well worthwhile.

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August 9th 1992

Finally cornered Ian earlier this evening. I knew he'd been avoiding me, out of embarassment I am sure, cos he seemed slightly sheepish. But I invited him in, and got some lagers out of the fridge. Had them there waiting. We drank a few beers together and he soon loosened up, and before he left, we both ended up pissing on my kitchen floor again just for the fun of it.

Turns out that the main reason he has been avoiding me, though, is that he has found a girlfriend and doesn't want to be getting cheap thrills behind her back. And things are moving fast. He has given in his notice to the landlord and is moving in with her within the week. So today might well be the last time I get to see his dick pissing on my kitchen floor! Oh well, never mind. People come and people go.

Plenty more fish in the sea. Or should that be "plenty more pissing to see"? Lol

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August 14th 1992

Last night was Ian's last night in his flat. So as a going away present - not sure if it was his to me or mine to him, lol - I ended up taking my jeans and knickers off in front of him and squatting down to piss on the carpet in his soon to be vacated flat beside the sofa. I then suggested that he just whip his dick out and piss against the living room wall. So he did! I enjoyed staring at his pissing dick with a grin on my face as he did that. It was a turn on in a dirty bitch kind of way to see his piss flowing down over the wallpaper onto the carpet.

He left this morning leaving no contact details.

But I was amused a short while ago when the landlord knocked on my door and asked how I was, before he started angrily venting about the tenant (Ian) who'd just moved out, for having peed against the wall and on the carpet! He'd obviously found it. Anyway, I made all the suitable responses, agreeing with him on how bad it was, whilst scretly feeling amused by the knowledge that it was actually me who'd pissed on the carpet! If only he knew, lol.