Olivia's Desperation part 2

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Not long after doing her crude act of urinating inside a mans washing machine while on a job at his home out of desperation, Olivia, a hot shapely middle aged electrician has just received an invitation to her sister in law Sara's 40^th birthday party. She has never liked Sara since meeting her 12 years ago when she had just started dating her brother Kevin and was starting a career as a doctor. Due to her privileged upbringing in a wealthy family, she displays shallow and ignorant worldviews and considers herself better than lower class blue collar people like Olivia. One of her worst offenses was a few years ago at a family picnic when she was pregnant with her 3^rd child. During discussion about education, Sara openly said that she would never send her children to public schools and made some vile comments about kids in those schools.

My little girl will be private schooled just like her brothers and other smart kids! Public schools are filled with society's garbage honestly. They should be torn down and we can enlist those piece of shit kids in the military so they can actually be useful to those of us who earn our success. They're gonna be in jail soon anyway. Or at least pay them to shine my Mercedes, no wait, they would just steal it haha!

On that day, Olivia knew for certain that she will never come close to liking her sister in law, having graduated from public school herself. Her husband, Dave thinks her dislike of Sara is ridiculous and insists she come to the party and keep her petty emotions in check. She agrees to come reluctantly.

“Fine, I'll go but I'm not speaking to that bitch unless I have to.”

The night before the party, Olivia has to make a late night emergency call to the local police station to help repair electrical damage caused by a truck driver swerving off the road and damaging power lines. The job was big and she didn't return home until 3am and only had time for a few hours of sleep. After sleeping past her alarm, Dave wakes her up and she rushes to get ready for a job she has scheduled at 9am. While out on the job she remembers that in her rush that morning, she forgot to take her diuretic medication. Returning from work at 3, she decides to double up and take 2 pills to make up for the missed one and a has a large cup of coffee to fight off her exhaustion, not thinking how this will affect her later. Soon after, she and Dave head to Sara's, with an exotic bottle of shampoo from the local herbal store for their gift.

45 minutes later they arrive at the party and Dave sees Olivia holding her crotch in the passenger seat.

Gotta pee?

“No I don't have to pee, I need to release a fucking waterfall of piss. I took 2 pills before we left, I wasn't thinking. Ahh fuck it's coming out any second.”

Her pelvic muscles are clenched tightly as she greets a few people for a moment, pet's their new dog Rex, then immediately asks her brother to use the bathroom. She heads down the hall swiftly, past the master bedroom to the bathroom. Rushing in, she quickly throws her jeans down, revealing no underwear and drops her ass onto the toilet, her big cheeks making a slapping sound as they hit the seat under her body weight. Her bladder aches as she pushes hard and fires an eruption of high pressure piss into the bowl. Toilet water splashes up onto her ass under the immense force of her urine. She feels a slight pleasant stimulating sensation as piss gushes past her labia full force for nearly a minute. Olivia is sure its a personal record, amazed that she went for that long. Feeling relieved, she pulls her jeans up without wiping, leaving drips of pee soaking in her pubic hair and flushes.

As she enters the backyard to join the party, she first runs into Sara, who gives her a big hug, wine in one hand, phone in the other and thanks her for the shampoo. Acting civil, enjoying Kevin's barbecue chicken and waiting for time to pass is Olivia's only goal at this point. She acts like the good proper sister in law, laughing at Sara's narrow minded obnoxious jokes and tolerating her insensitive comments. She also helped herself to a few beers that other guests brought. As luck would have it, an hour later she starts feeling pressure building in her bladder again. The pills have not worn off completely and 2 beers have run their course. Off to the bathroom again. This time the door is closed. Knocking a few times confirms that it is occupied when she hears one of Sara's co-workers say “just a minute.”

Waiting outside in the hall with her bladder bursting again, she hears the woman inside peeing, intrigued by the sound of her stream alternating between a light trickle barely audible and what seems like a high power hose. After her final strong burst, the woman suddenly comes out, not having flushed. She was a tall mid 30's blonde, and wearing designer business slacks, turtle neck, dress sandals and expensive jewelry that Olivia could never afford. She was clearly wealthy. Shamelessly walking past, she didn't even make eye contact or say anything, refusing to even acknowledge Olivia as a person, instead whipping her long blonde hair at her as she passed, clearly implying “fuck you.” Not surprised by the woman's bitchy behavior, Olivia enters the bathroom and sees that the mystery woman indeed didn't flush the toilet, leaving a bubbling dark yellow sea of piss floating in the bowl. Looking closer in disbelief, she could then smell the woman's strong pussy aroma radiating from inside the toilet as well. There was no sign of used tissue, as this woman did not wipe herself either.

Unable to ignore her screaming bladder any longer, Olivia focuses, flushes and this time hovers over the toilet, not wanting to potentially make cheek contact with the mystery woman. As she feared, upon letting go of her stream, her large labia get in the way as usual and it goes off course, sprinkling the seat. At home she always sits and in public toilets, like many women, she hovers without caring if she misses and on numerous occasions has knowingly left puddles of her piss on the seat as well as the floor. She even does it intentionally at the McDonald's in her town if she's feeling horny or just to pay them back for messing up her order. However, being that this bathroom is her brothers, she cares about her manners. She cuts her flow off, wipes her pee off the seat and prepares to just sit down and suck it up. Right before doing so, the new bottle of shampoo on the shower rack that she just gave to Sara that day as a gift catches her eye. Memories of the recent washing machine piss come back to her, thinking to herself that she can make her gift even more special. She often thinks of the man she never met who has no clue that he wears shirts that she willfully took a huge gushing steaming piss all over. Arousal starts to take hold at these thoughts and a smile appears on her face. It seems that Olivia has discovered a new passion.

Making sure to lock the door, she walks over to the shower and grabs the shampoo, branded by some foreign manufacturer from Italy that she can't pronounce. Turning it on its side and letting about a 3^rd of the bottle empty down the drain leaves some decent space for her special deposit. Her jeans come back down and she shoves the bottle firmly against her pussy, making sure her urethra is inside. Brimming with excitement, she releases and hears her pee hissing and pooling in the bottle, quickly filling it under her strong stream and overflowing it. Again she cuts her flow off. Moving the bottle away reveals that her pussy has coated the opening of it with her discharge, due to her intense arousal. She leaves her slimy fluid on the bottle, replaces the cap and puts it back on the shelf, ready to be poured in Sara's hair.

Olivia is not finished urinating however and looks for something else to vandalize. She notices a bottle of mouthwash on the sink and suddenly remembers that Kevin said he doesn't use this specific brand and only uses a special kind that his dentist recommends. It is definitely Sara's. In a convenient twist of fate, the color of the mouthwash happens to be yellow, with lemon flavoring. Wasting no time, Olivia screws the cap off, puts the bottle against her urethra and pisses in it but not too much to avoid tipping Sara off due to any changes in taste. She replaces the cap and sets the mouthwash back on the sink, feeling thoroughly satisfied but she still has plenty of piss left in her high capacity bladder.

In a bold risk, she exits the bathroom and sneaks down the hall to the master bedroom. Entering the room and closing the door, she begins looking around for something of Sara's that she can deposit the rest of her urine in. Nothing catches her attention and she decides to leave. Heading back outside, she stops and enters the kitchen to get another beer and takes a seat on a stool by the island. Sara walks in with one hand tucked between her legs, with her own bladder full and places her glass of wine on the counter top next to Olivia while drunkenly stating her urgent need to pee, uninhibited from the alcohol.

Oooh damn, gotta take a piss!

As Olivia sits there in silence, with her bladder still demanding to be released, she hears Sara's loud urine stream through the bathroom door and all the way down the hall for what seems to go on even longer than Olivia's first visit earlier that evening and even stronger than the mystery blonde woman's. She listens in amazement as her sister in law takes a lengthy, animal like piss. After her urinary display of dominance, she comes back out, grabs her glass of wine from the counter top and heads back outside. Just before she opens the patio door, she says to Olivia,

Hey Liv, I have some special green veggie juice in the fridge that works wonders for hangovers. Why don't you have some for all of those beers you've had, I will definitely have some after I finish this wine. Kevin refuses to touch it, can't stand the taste. More for us!

Right when Olivia was going to return to the toilet to finish, having given up trying to find something else to piss in that she knew only Sara would be affected by, the golden opportunity she was seeking just fell right into her lap. She responds with authentic joy, although for a very different reason than Sara thinks.

“Oh that's awesome. Thanks sis, I will certainly have my hands on it!”

Alone again in the kitchen, Olivia heads to the refrigerator and finds the unmistakable green juice in a large glass jar about the size of a milk carton. Heading back to the island and setting it on the counter top, she sits on the stool, reigns in her excitement and twists the cap off. Looking around cautiously, making extra sure no one is close by, she unzips her jeans, pulls them down to her mid thighs and lowers the jar under the counter top. The smell of her dried urine from not wiping her pussy earlier bursts out from her anatomy while she places the jar tight against herself. She takes a few deep breaths to relax her body amid the nervousness of her risky vile act, and a light trickle starts dripping into the jar. Then like a floodgate opening she shoots a momentary strong loud gush into the jar, causing a violent bubbly mixture of green juice and piss to splatter around inside. Unable to control her raging bladder, her piss shoots hard against the jar opening, causing a huge splash all over her hands, legs and feet.

Not wanting to fill it all the way up and cause suspicion, and no longer having control over her stream to voluntarily slow it down, she moves the jar to the side and releases the full power of her remaining piss right onto the marble floor. In her concentration she looks down to enjoy the sight of her beautiful pussy spraying the floor and in her distraction doesn't notice Sara return to the kitchen. She had taken her shoes off in the yard and was now barefoot, preventing Olivia from hearing her loud high heels coming back inside. With Olivia's naked lower half hidden from view behind the island, Sara is clueless that her juice was just pissed in as she looks in the fridge for it. In an amazing ability to stay calm and handle her sudden crisis, Olivia, with her bare ass on the stool and still dripping urine on the floor, takes control of the situation effortlessly and says,

“Oh somebody grabbed it, it should be out in the backyard somewhere.”

Oh, okay, I'll go ask around.”

Having gotten rid of Sara, she pushes the rest of her piss out all over the floor, wipes the jar against her pussy and screws the cap back on. After pulling her jeans up, she puts the veggie juice back in the refrigerator, grabs her beer and heads back to the party. A few minutes later she sees Sara drinking a glass of the veggie juice.

“Hey where was it?”

Whoever had it put it back in the fridge, but it didn't seem like they drank much of it. It does smell a little off, I guess it's kinda old. I'll still finish it though, did you have some?

“No I don't really get hangovers so on second thought I don't need any. I was looking for you though. Rex sat down next to me in the kitchen and was barking a little weird. I think he needs to pee.”

Sara goes to check on Rex and sees Olivia's huge puddle running across the kitchen floor.

Yep, he pissed all over the damn floor. I hate dogs, I told your brother that but he insisted we get one. I'll get the maid to clean it up. Rex is going outside tonight.

Olivia enjoys the remainder of the party and embraces Sara with a big hug before leaving.

“The party was great, I really hope you enjoy your shampoo."

 

That night in bed, Dave says,

Hun you sure behaved, almost seemed like you actually enjoyed being there.

“Well, I did have fun after all.  And who was that tall blonde woman at the party?"

Oh that was Rachel, she's owns a few businesses in that area. Probably a millionaire. Why?

          "No reason. Goodnight."

 

 

 

 

[steve25805 126,082]

Great story with plenty of naughty pissing. Awesome.