Bedroom pee

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My name is Samantha - Sam for short - and I'm 18. My parents were hosting some kind of party for all their friends and there must have been nearly 40 people in the house, all drinking and at various stages on the route to getting shitfaced. I wanted none of it - most of these people were twice my age at least, and into talking boring shit about their jobs or their pension plans or fucking politics! And trying to cop off with one another as well. I'd decided to shut myself in my bedroom, along with four friends whom I'd persuaded to come and keep me company. They are all aged 18 or 19 as well, their names Crissy, Kelly, Susan, and Chantalle. From our sober perspective, the party seemed to be getting out of hand. People were being loud and the bathroom was out of action due to two people locking themselves in and spending time loudly fucking!  The other guests had begun resorting to openly peeing in the back yard. 

Well I and my four companions were in full on eye-rolling mode. And isn't it supposed to be the other way around? With the teenagers holding the wild parties whilst their parents do all the eye-rolling stuff? But unlike my parents and their increasingly drunken guests, we were only drinking cokes and lemonade. Crissy, Kelly, and Susan were all sitting upon my bed but there were no other seats in the room - it wasn't a large room - so Chantalle and I were sitting on the floor with our backs against the wall, facing the bed. And unfortunately, with the bathroom out of action, the cokes and lemonade were having their effect. And I was beginning to realise that I should have peed earlier, before some couple decided to lock themselves in for an impromptu fucking session. 

"Guys, I really need to pee, like in an emergency kind of way! And those two fuckheads are still in there screwing! Not sure I can hold it much longer."

The other girls all needed to go too but not quite as badly as me and could wait a bit longer. But it was a total inconvenience. Kelly joked, "Pity they locked the damned door! If they hadn't I'd be tempted to go in there and piss all over the inconsiderate fuckers!"

Chantalle laughed, "Kelly, that's gross!"

Funny though. 

Susan chimed in with, "Chances are they'd fucking enjoy it anyway! You know what some people are like when they're drunk, getting all pervy about pissing. One guy whose place I went back to with after way too much drink wanted to watch me piss on his bedroom carpet!"

We all laughed at that. Crissy asked, "What did you say?"

"I said "Yeah ok!""

Cue oodles of jaw dropping and OMGs! Crissy laughingly expressed the feelings of all of us with her next statement. "I can't believe you did that!"

"Well, I was drunk, guys, you know how it is. Besides, wasn't my carpet so I thought "What the hell" and just did it."

Chantalle chuckled, "I can't believe you actually peed on some guy's carpet on purpose!"

"Well to tell you the truth, you know how it is. When you have way too much to drink and all your inhibitions have been pissed away, it feels kind of sexually liberating to just piss anywhere without giving a fuck!"

"You mean it turned you on, you pervy cow", laughed Chantalle. "Maybe that's why my ex-boyfriend peed in the fucking wardrobe one night when he was drunk."

"Probably, hahaha."

None of this was of course doing anything to help my bladder situation. "Look guys, I really am struggling here and you're not helping. Peeing on the carpet is starting to look like an option right now."

Cue searches for anything I could pee in. But there was nothing. We had no glasses or anything and had been drinking out of bottles. Now guys could maybe pee in a bottle with no problems. But not girls. If we tried without the aid of a funnel most of it would go everywhere but the bottle. Someone suggested one of us go down to the kitchen to fetch a funnel, or anything else we could use to pee in. But too many questions would be asked as my mum was haunting the kitchen and a couple of drunk people were arguing in there. None of us could face that.

Kelly got up off the bed for a moment and looked out of the window which happened to overlook the yard. "You could always go and pee in the backyard like most other people. There are a couple of ladies squatting down and pissing there right now, so it's not just a guy thing."

"Yeah, but they're drunk. I'm not.! Besides, dad might actually see me pissing which would be way too embarrassing. So not an option."

Chantalle piped up with, "Don't know about you guys but I am starting to really need to go as well."

Finally I reached the limits of my ability to hold, and was feeling too damned uncomfortable. Peeing anywhere at all - past caring where - was starting to look like an attractive option. "Look guys, I really cant wait any longer, otherwise I'll end up peeing all over the place through my jeans anyway. Shall I just piss here?" I gestured towards the floor.

Susan laughed, "Up to you babe! It's your fucking carpet!"

So I got up, saying "Sorry guys I can't wait", and unzipped and lowered my jeans and panties right there whilst simultaneously dropping back down into a squat.  And almost immediately, with a loud hissing sound powered by a full bladder, I was pissing forcefully down onto the carpet.

My friends were kind of impressed, with comments like, "Wow", "Oh My God", "I can't believe your doing that", "Dirty cow", and "Fucking awesome", along with quite a lot of laughter. The shear relief was a pleasure in itself but there was something deeper, a sexual thrill almost. It really was actually a turn on to simply abandon all sense of decent behaviour and just piss on the carpet on purpose.  I was enjoying it and I think it showed.

Kelly giggled, "Sam, you kinky bitch! You're getting a kick out of that, aren't you?"

I couldn't deny it. "It does feel kind of nice, just peeing on the floor like this. And I so needed this." 

Crissy joked, "Well it seems we have two kinky bitches here into peeing on carpets!"

We all laughed at that as I carried on pissing.

And I peed for ages, creating an enormous puddle of pee right there, slowly soaking into the carpet.

I could tell that my friends all on some level appreciated the show, but I wanted them to be complicit. Didn't want no gossip spreading around about Sam being a dirty bitch who gets turned on by peeing on her own bedroom carpet. So I pointed out that they all needed a pee too, and might as well pee on the floor as well. They were a little dumbstruck by the offer but a part of them wanted to do it also, I could tell. Hesitatingly, Crissy asked, "Are you sure? You don't mind?"

"Nah, not really. I've already peed on the carpet now anyway, so you lot might as well too, rather than suffer in discomfort for no good reason."

Chantelle said, "Don't know about you guys but I'm getting pretty desperate." She grinned. "So I'm gonna do it!"

And with that she chose a spot, unfastened her jeans, and lowered them towards her knees whilst dropping down into a squat.

Susan added, "In for a penny, in for a pound...." and she chose another spot and was soon squatting there with her jeans down to her knees.

A grin then appeared upon the faces of the other two girls as they too squatted over a different part of the carpet.

And then they all started pissing, four golden torrents cascading down onto a different patch of carpet. It looked fucking awesome. Crissy commented in mid-flow, "Wow, this feels great." And they were all enjoying it I could tell, pissing for ages with big grins upon their faces.

By the time they were done, the carpet was sodden wet - and totally fucking ruined. And the fallout from that is a whole other story, whose details I shall spare you. Suffice to say, it wasn't pretty. But at that particular moment I didn't care. And we all kind of knew we'd shared a secret pleasure.

Susan even joked, "Look girls, when I move out and get my first flat, you can all come round and we'll christen the living room carpet together."

We all laughed at that, but I think she actually means it!

I certainly hope so, lol.