The Holiday Pt 2: The Walk

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Part one is here http://peefans.com/index.php?/topic/8297-the-holiday-pt-1-on-the-beach/

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I was limping. The four of us were walking to Maddie's house from the hidden cove where my brother David and I had met Maddie and her boyfriend Adam. It was only a half hour's walk, but at one point we'd been forced to push through a patch of weeds, and I'd been badly stung by a bunch of nettles. Now I felt like my legs were on fire, and the walking wasn't helping.

“We ought to keep an eye out for dock leaves,” said David, eyeing the red patches on my bare legs.

“I have been,” I said. “But I haven't seen any for ten minutes at least.”

“How bad is the pain?” asked Maddie.

“Not too bad,” I said, with a grimace that betrayed the true answer.

Maddie looked concerned. “When we reach my place I can put some salve on for you,” she said.

“That'd be great,” I said, “I just wish we were a bit closer.”

“You know what's good for stings?” said Adam, looking over his shoulder at us.

“Shush, you,” said Maddie.

“What's that?” I asked.

“Adam was going to suggest peeing on the stings,” Maddie said. “I know how his mind works.”

“Gross!” said David.

“I thought that was only jelly fish stings,” I said.

“It's any sting,” Adam said. “Pee acts as an antiseptic, don't you know.”

“I'm not convinced that's true,” I said.

“Well, it was just a suggestion,” Adam said. “If you'd rather keep hobbling, that's up to you.”

He walked on, and we followed him.

“To be honest, I'd be happy to try almost anything right now,” I muttered to Maddie.

“Are you sure?” said Maddie.

I shrugged. “If it works.”

“You can let me do it if you prefer,” Maddie said. “If you're any more comfortable with it.”

“Do you have any wee left in you?” I asked. She had done rather a large one before we left.

“Beer goes through me quickly,” Maddie said.

We looked around for somewhere private. We were walking along the edge of a narrow country road; it was quiet, but the occasional car had been going past. There was a gate nearby, between us and a grassy field. Maddie and I jumped over the gate and walked along a few metres behind the hedgerow so that the others couldn't see us. A few lambs looked curiously at us, but other than that we had complete privacy.

“We could do with a log or something for you to sit on,” Maddie said. “But if you just stand here and roll up your skirt, I'll do my best.”

I rolled my skirt up until it was around my waist, as she suggested, and I took off my shoes and socks. Maddie was already stripped down to her bikini bottoms, having only bothered putting a shirt back on for the walk home. She came to stand close to me, her legs on either side of mine. She was taller than me, so her crotch came up to about me hip height.

“Just relax,” she said. She pulled aside the front of her bikini and crouched slightly, so that her vagina was hovering just above my bare leg.

When her pee started flowing, it somehow took me by surprise. I'd peed down my own legs already today, but this was completely different. For some reason, I hadn't expected Maddie's pee to be so warm. It streamed down my leg, pouring over all my stings. The pain seemed to vanish immediately.

“Other leg,” I gasped.

Maddie nodded and shifted position. The stream of pee came again. This time, there was no surprise, but the warmth felt good, like a hot shower. For some reason, uncontrollable shivers ran up my body.

“That's all I have,” said Maddie, as her stream petered out. “Did that help?”

“Oh yes,” I breathed. “Thanks.”

Maddie handed me her towel. “Seems unfair to make you use your own,” she said. I towelled off my legs and put my shoes back on. We climbed back over the gate, to where the two boys were waiting for us. David looked slightly disgusted, while Adam was smirking.

“Walk on,” Maddie said, putting her arm around Adam as she passed. “Nothing to see here, love.”

Adam obediently walked with her, but he peered over his shoulder at me. “You've got a damp patch on the hem of your skirt, Sarah,” he said. Which indeed I did – apparently I hadn't towelled myself off very well. It was worth it, though, for the cessation of the pain.

After walking another ten minutes or so, we arrived on the edge of the town that Maddie lived in. The streets were wide and suburban, the houses big, the gardens pretty. At one point we cut through an alleyway between two privet hedges, completely screening us from the houses on either side, and with a bridge over a trickling stream. It seemed like the kind of place you might see foxes or muntjacks at night.

“Here we are,” Maddie said, turning into one of the gardens we were passing. It was a big but slightly shabby house; the paint was peeling on the front door, and the grass was overgrown. The inside too felt spacious and cosily run-down. The furniture was old and the paint on the walls was discoloured in places. The floor was laminated wood throughout, and the walls were a sky-blue that gave the place an airy feeling.

“Make yourselves at home,” said Maddie, holding the door for us. “My parents are away this week, so we have it to ourselves. If either of you want showers, help yourselves. I guess we should let Sarah go first,” she added, “given what just happened.”

I smiled gratefully. My legs were still damp with Maddie's urine.

“We were going to cook dinner,” Adam said. “You're welcome to join us.”

“Absolutely,” said Maddie, kicking her flip-flops off to join a pile of shoes by the door. “Dinner and a movie. Oh, there's something else you should know,” she said, straightening up to face us. “This is a pee-friendly house.”

“It's what?” said David.

“Pee-friendly. As in, if you want to pee, you can pee. Wherever you like, as long as it can be cleaned up.”

“Seriously?” I asked.

“It's a long story,” said Maddie. “I'm the youngest of seven – the others have all moved out – and the house only has the one bathroom, so it used to get a bit busy sometimes. We used to get inventive. Like, if someone was in the bathroom we'd piss in the sink, or find a hidden spot in the garden. At night me and my sister used to pee in the laundry basket in our room. Well, one morning we were all getting ready for school, and there was someone in the bathroom so I went to use the laundry basket like normal, only dad had taken it away to do the laundry, so I just sort of went screw it and I peed on the floor in the corner. I think I thought nobody would notice the puddle – I was pretty young at the time. Anyway, my dad walked in on me, and I got all upset because I thought he'd tell me off, but he just said, you know, if we needed to pee and there was nowhere else we could go then doing it on the floor wasn't too bad, and it could be mopped up pretty easily.

“So I started doing it more often, and when they realised I wasn't getting told off for it my sisters and brothers started doing the same. At first it was just when the bathroom was busy, and then gradually it just became that we'd do it whenever we wanted, like if we were downstairs and didn't want to have to go up to the toilet. All our friends who'd come over sort of learned it was okay too, like Adam here. Eventually even my parents gave in and started to just piss on the floor with us. Now it's just the way it is, a pee-friendly house. Obviously if you guys aren't comfortable with that, there's still the toilet upstairs -- normally we only use it for solids these days, but plenty of guests have used it too.”

I shrugged. “I don't mind. It's your house, I'll live how you do. It's not doing any harm, does it?” David hesitated, but also assented.

“Thank god for that,” Adam said. “I've been hopping for a piss since we left.”

He turned to face the wall in the narrow hallway, leant against it with one hand while he pulled his cock out of his jeans with the other. His pee spurted out forcefully, clear as water. I watched as it ran down the wall, darkening the faded paint, and collected in a puddle around his shoes.

“Too much beer, mate,” Maddie said, patting him on the back as she walked past him down the hallway. She didn't seem to notice the puddle under her bare feet.

“Like Maddie said,” said Adam, shaking himself off and zipping back up. “Make yourselves at home here.”

 

Taking Maddie's advice, I went up for a shower while she and Adam started to cook dinner. Their bathroom had a shower head over the bathtub, with a clear plastic screen instead of a curtain. A full-length mirror faced the shower.

I found my eyes drawn to the mirror. I can never resist checking myself out when I'm naked in front of a mirror. I watched the water run down my thin arms and legs, my small boobs, the triangle of pubic hair above my slit. I noticed the tan-lines that were starting to form where my costume had been. Perhaps next time we went to the beach I should go topless, like Maddie.

The bathroom door opened. I gasped, clapping my arms over my boobs and vag, but relaxed when I saw that it was just my brother. He'd seen me naked plenty of times, we had nothing to hide from each other.

“What's up?” I asked, turning the shower off.

“Adam says he's going to run some stuff through the washing machine,” David said. “He wondered if you wanted your beach stuff washing?”

“Sure,” I said, stepping out of the shower and reaching for my towel. “I'll take it down in a minute.”

“Great,” David said. “I'll jump in there if you're done.”

He stripped off and climbed up into the shower as I towelled myself down.

“Can you believe this place?” he asked, turning on the water. “The way they just pee wherever?”

I shrugged. “If it works for them,” I said. “I can see that it's convenient.” And more than that, I thought, remembering standing with Adam and Maddie, all three of us pissing where we stood without a care.

“And Maddie just walking around topless,” David went on. “I've never met anyone like them.”

“You didn't seem to mind that,” I said. I felt a twinge in my bladder, warning that the cans of beer and pop I'd drunk on the beach were making their way through my system. Thoughtfully, I wrapped my towel around my shoulders, adjusted my stance slightly, and concentrated.

“Oh I liked it, sure,” said David, not paying any attention to me. “I'm just surprised that -- are you peeing?”

My piss fell in a slow stream onto the bathroom mat, making a pattering sound that was audible even over the sound of the shower. I held the towel up out of the way, and kept my legs far enough apart that the urine fell straight down. The mat quickly soaked through. It felt such a thrill, standing right next to the toilet and deliberately not using it.

“It's what they do here,” I said to David, as my stream petered out. “You should try it.”

“I'm okay thanks,” he said. “There's an actual toilet just there.”

I shrugged, wiping my crotch on my towel. Despite his disapproving expression, David's cock had hardened back up to a semi.

“Are you sure you want to try aiming in that condition?” I said, trying not to smirk. “If you pee now, there's no problem.”

David didn't reply. I got dressed, pulling on my skirt and top -- I decided to go commando rather than put my damp swimming costume back on.

I was about to leave when I noticed David start to piss. At first I wasn't sure if it was genuine or just water running off his cock, but as he grew more confident and pushed harder it was unmistakeable. He had a decent amount of pressure. It sprayed up against the perspex screen between us before running down, collecting in little puddles on the edge of the bathtub. He smiled sheepishly at me as the stream ebbed.

We had broken him.

 

 

Edited November 18, 2017 by BeneathMyWillow

[wetwulf 3,324]

Hot stuff. Part 3 should be incredible.

[new2this 128]

This is great, excited for the next episode.

[nopjans 1,178]

I am loving this series. Fantastic work.

[Alfresco 11,630]

Another great instalment and lots of potential opening up.  Thanks @BeneathMyWillow

[whiskey35 306]

A good follow up BeneathMyWillow, can't wait for the next part.

[-Z. 333]

I hope there’s a continuation coming soon. One of my favorite stories written on here.

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53 minutes ago, ZooeyGlass said:

I hope there’s a continuation coming soon. One of my favorite stories written on here.

Seconded, don't forget us @BeneathMyWillow !

[BeneathMyWillow 840]

Thanks for the comments everyone! and sorry for the long radio silence ... I've been away a lot the past couple of months and haven't had much time for writing. Anyway, part 3 is here