Three Naughty Pee Hotties

[Brutus 2,212]

Three Naughty Pee Hotties

 

Rachel invited her friends Natalie, Dianne and Christina over for their weekly book club meeting. As the ladies gather in the family room, her nineteen year-old son, Jason, a community college student, was out mowing their lawn as well as old Mrs. Jenkins' yard next door. Settling in and sipping coffee, the ladies began a discussion about their current favorite book over coffee. Upon finishing the lawns an hour and a half later, Jason came in and headed upstairs to take a shower, only then becoming aware of his mothers' friends being there. At this point, Rachel went to the store for cigarettes, leaving her friends to continue conversing until she would return.

 

Natalie, 37 years old with platinum blonde hair, had on leggings, a tank top and flip flops. 39 year-old Christina had long burgundy dyed hair, a white button-down sleeveless top, denim shorts barely long enough to cover her ass, and sandals. Dianne, 42, had golden blonde hair, dressed in a black mini-skirt, red blouse and 3 inch black high heels. Dianne holds a special place in Jason's memories. During a backyard picnic a few years ago, he caught a clear view of her pussy after reaching under the table to retrieve his cup that he dropped. With a short skirt and no underwear on, her hairy mound and tantalizing labia were completely exposed, accentuated by her long sexy legs. His eyes widened with an instant gut-wrenching arousal.

 

Now relaxing in the air-conditioned room, the ladies said hello, as he walked by breathing heavily, exhausted from the yard work. At this point, They were feeling the need to pee, as the coffee had run its course, with Christina feeling the strongest urge. Engrossed in conversation, she had ignored the pressure building inside of her bladder thus far. Crossing her legs to hold herself while Jason was in the shower, she continued waiting. After 20 minutes, unable to stand the pressure any longer, she stood up and headed to the bathroom, expecting that Jason would be done. Natalie and Dianne carried on with the discussion, still awaiting Rachel's return from the store. After exiting the family room, Christina grabbed her crotch tightly and hurried up the stairs. Approaching the closed bathroom door, the audible sound of water running inside was infuriating, after giving Jason what she thought was ample time to finish showering. No longer able to hold her aching bladder, she made the difficult decision to open the door and rush in.

 

Hey it's just me, Sorry but I gotta piss really bad! I'll be gone in a minute. Don't worry, I won't flush.

 

Jason, shocked at her barging in like that, became excited when he heard the toilet lid smack against the tank as she opened it. An instant later was the loud rumbling sound of her powerful stream striking the toilet water, audible even over the sound of the shower spraying. Barely able to believe his ears, he nervously peeked out from the curtain and was met with the sight of her bare ass cheeks just a few feet away. She was hovering on the side of the toilet instead of directly in front of it, unable to see that she was being watched as her back was turned to him. The ceiling light above perfectly highlighted the beautiful contours of her shapely ass, with just enough illumination to also see her pussy releasing a tidal wave into the toilet. As her swollen bladder continued pulsating and aching, she pushed harder, making her anus protrude outward, partially opening and nearly doubling in size. The thick yellow stream was now rushing out with astounding pressure, hitting the water hard enough that it could've been heard down the hallway. Jason was in awe that a woman was capable of such capacity and extremely aroused by it.

 

After a lengthy gush, her stream eventually died down to a trickle, leaking slowly for several more seconds. Christina's pink anus continued poking in and out throughout her final pushes. Now finished and still in a rush to leave, she squatted closer to the toilet and quickly shook her ass up and down a few times instead of wiping, her cheeks rippling beautifully and unintentionally slapping against the seat. Jason continued observing from the shower as she pulled her tiny white thong back up, running her thumb along the back of it to wedge it deeper into her ass. She then lifted her tight shorts up, struggling to fit her delicious backside into them, having to jump slightly to get them all the way up. Jason quickly hid back inside the shower as she walked toward the door, still zipping up her shorts.

 

(In a semi-joking voice) Okay I'm leaving. Don't tell your mom about this. It never happened!

 

Alone again in the bathroom, Jason now had the biggest erection of his life. After finishing his shower, he stepped out and took a look at what Christina left behind. The large volume of her strong smelling piss had noticeably filled the bowl, along with a thin layer of bubbles at the surface. Still having a solid erection, the decision to take care of himself was an easy one, standing directly over her hot liquid for visual aid. He now had two major sightings of Christina's pussy in his lifetime, the most enjoyable part for him being that she was unaware of them both.

 

Back down in the family room, Dianne announced that the coffee had also run through her and she now needed to pee as well. Christina was torn as to whether she should still stay quiet or speak up about the bathroom not exactly being available. She decided to stick to her original decision and remain quiet, ready to make up a story if need be. Dianne heads up to the bathroom and like Christina, was met with a closed door, this time locked by Jason. Turning to go back downstairs and wait, she noticed the door to his room further down the hall and suddenly had a devious idea. Never having much liked Jason since he accidentally ran his bike into her BMW when he was fourteen and causing her to spend four-hundred dollars to fix the dent, she suddenly was intrigued at the opportunity for a little revenge.

 

Entering his room and closing the door behind her, Dianne scanned his room for a spot to relieve herself. She quickly walked around to the far side of the bed and slid his college books away from where she wanted to leave the wet surprise. Lifting her skirt and squatting down, she grabbed her panties and moved them to the side, letting her puffy labia hang freely. After bracing herself with a few deep breaths to tame the excitement of her vile act, she pushed hard and a powerful gush of clear-colored piss came out straight onto the dark-red carpet, while making a sweet squirting sound. The tremendous volume quickly created a sizable puddle that soaked the carpet, making the wet area sink and flatten. With a full twenty seconds elapsed, Dianne was still releasing so much piss that she was starting to become concerned about the size of the large puddle, still growing as her urethra continued it's relentless assault. Thrilled by such danger, she grabbed hold of her labia and boldly directed the flow around from side to side to make a bigger mess.

 

As her stream flowed, she lifted the blanket hanging down from the bed. Laying on the floor were Jason's six-hundred dollar professional quality headphones that he recently purchased for his music production hobby. Dianne didn't know anything about headphones but assumed they were worth a decent amount of money based on their high-quality craftsmanship and size. With no hesitation, she positioned her body to now aim right at them and violated them with the full force of her torrent, soaking the ear pads, which were made of a fine leather and velour material. A cheerful smile came over her face, fully enjoying the damage being caused, and imagining her piss getting on his ears the next time he would put them on. Then, as luck would have it, her enjoyment was instantly cut short when she heard a knock on the door and it began opening. With no time to react, Dianne remained in the squatting position, frozen in the fear of being caught while in the middle of her lewd behavior. While motionless and holding her breath, with her piss still flowing, Natalie entered, and the two women momentarily stared at each other in shock. She quickly closed the door behind her.

 

“Are you... peeing on the floor?”

Uhh...well...I...just, no...

“Hurry up, that looks like a good spot to go. The damn bathrooms locked. I'm about to fuckin piss myself.”

 

In disbelief and relieved that Natalie had the same devious intentions, she relaxed and let her pee continue spraying for a few more moments. Having flooded the headphones, she pushes the final drips out. Upon finishing, Dianne moved her panties back in place, getting some pee on her fingers in the process and wiping them on the blanket. She then moved Jason's books back to where they were, directly on top of the huge soaking area. Satisfied with relief, she hurried out of the way. Natalie rushed over and kicked the books to the side, pulled her leggings down, and squatted right over Dianne's puddle, immediately releasing a strong cascade onto the same spot. The pressure caused her stream to splash and sprinkle pee onto her feet. She added so much to the puddle that the carpet could no longer absorb the liquid, causing it to run across the surface, onto the wooden floor. Both ladies laughed as Natalie lewdly sighed in relief. Standing by the door, Dianne was able to see the yellow trail emerging on the other side of the bed, as it ran along the floor behind it. Jason's room now had a noticeable stench of piss. Dianne dared Nat to pee on the headphones as she had just done. Giggling, she accepted the challenge and aimed her stream right at them, dousing them yet again. After finishing, Natalie reached up to grab a handful of the blanket on the bed and wiped it tightly against her wet pussy and anus. Standing back up, she carelessly kicked Jason's books back into place over the now very large puddle. Natalie and Dianne, still laughing, hurried back down to the family room to join Christina and the returning Rachel, while Jason was still in the bathroom.

 

Later that night, he entered his room and noticed a musky smell but just assumed it was his dirty work uniform laying on the floor. Laying in his bed, he reached down to grab his headphones, which were now dry. Upon plugging them into his laptop, he was horrified to hear only broken cracked sound coming out of one side, the other side completely dead. After fidgeting with the cable for a moment, failing to make them work, he threw them on the floor in anger, clueless that the cause was the gushing urethras of his mothers friends. Jason never did notice the damp puddle on the carpet that night, or the trail of piss along the floor behind the bed, which had now dried into a sticky film in the searing summer heat. The next day, all three women met for lunch and had a laugh about what they had done.

 

(Christina blushing) I can't believe I'm telling you girls this, don't say anything to Rachel. I...took a leak while Jason was in the shower!

(Dianne laughing) “Oh that's nothing, me and Nat pissed in his room!”

What?! You're kidding! Really?!

(Natalie) “Hey, the bathroom was locked, he must've been jerking off or somethin. Sooo... we took a huge piss in his room right on the carpet. I wiped my fuckin' pussy on his blanket too.”

(Dianne) “And when we were going, we aimed right at some big ass pair of headphones under the bed too, fucking soaked them, hahaaa!!”

Oh you two are so horrible!

(Natalie smiling) “I'm not gonna lie, it was kinda getting me hot, especially with Dianne in the room watching me!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Edited August 6, 2017 by Brutus

[nopjans 1,179]

You have produced another ridiculously hot work of fiction, Brutus.

[Brutus 2,212]

8 hours ago, nopjans said:

You have produced another ridiculously hot work of fiction, Brutus.

Lol, thanks. Glad you like it.

[WantonLee 861]

Although I am more a fan of Solo Girls peeing, I think this one is well written! I prefer the headphone-part the most, actually. ;)

Thanks for sharing! :D