Revenge at the Garden Store

[Bacardi 10,134]

My name is Ashlyn, and one of the more defining traits is the ability to pee wherever I want to, whether people approve or not. Naughty peeing is my thing, it started real young when I used to pee in the hallways of my school when no one was looking, to peeing under a computer desk in the library in college, and finally to me today. Toilets are over rated, I just feel it's much more fun and thrilling to simply stand or squat in the middle of my living room and relieve myself. Sure, not everyone will agree with me, but really? Why should I care lol. Most of it happens on my own carpet, after being caught lifting my dress and peeing in an empty aisle in Walmart and almost going to jail I've had to tone myself down. It's sad, but peeing on the carpet at home is just as good. 

Until today. 

I have a neighbor who just recently had a surgery which causes her to be unable to leave the house. She texted me the other day and asked if I could pick her up some pretty flowers for her room. She said she had been so down and wanted something pretty to look at, so she sent me some money and asked me to find some flowers to brighten her days. So off I went to my local gardening store to see if I could cheer my neighbor up.

It's always so hot in gardening stores, I was happy with my decision to wear a sundress and no undies. I browsed the plants and didn't immediately see anything that caught my eye. Just the regular lilies, roses, etc. As I was looking I felt my bladder tense, alerting me that I would need to find a toilet soon. I hate public toilets, absolutely hate them. I decided that it would have to wait till I returned home. I looked down to the concrete floor, thinking it would be so great to be able to have a pee here. Thinking I might be able to get away with it I looked up to look for camera and alas, there was a small round black camera mounted on the ceiling. I sighed. Whatever, I had just cleaned the carpets at home, I could have some fun then.

I took another look around and found myself rounding into a secluded corner. There were no flowers, just pots and giant green bags of fertilizer. Corners are my favorite places to pee, so even just standing there made my bladder jump excitedly. Similar to the same way a desperate person reacts when they see a toilet. I shrugged it off, once again taking another look at the ceiling. Surely there would be cameras back here too. As I was walking back I tripped over something, looked down to see that it was a ripped open bag of fertilizer. I rolled my eyes, my sandals had gotten dirty because someone ripped it open and left it here. Now even more than ever did I want to have a naughty pee, to punish the person who left this bag here. I took another look up at the celing, realized I didn't see any more little black round cameras. I couldn't believe my luck, I was alone in the deepest corner of the store, with no cameras around that I could see! I knew what I wanted to do, but first I had a quick run around the area to do one last check. Sure enough, I was alone and there were no cameras. Now was my chance, I could do what I was made to do.

My heart was racing as I took my stance over the bag, looking down at the currently dry black fertilizer that would soon be wet with my gift to the idiot who left it here. I half squatted, bending at my knees so that if someone came around the corner it wouldn't look like I was doing anything too dubious. With the warm, fresh air encouraging my pussy I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and released. I smiled as only a few dribbles left my body, creating a near silent pitter patter against the plastic bag. I looked down just as soon as my stream picked up, creating a seamless, powerful current that, at first, splashed into the brown mulch which made it darken. But much to my delight, as my urine began to build into the bag it spilled over, creating small rivulets to run out of the bag and to the concrete floor. I sighed and closed my eyes, enjoying this naughty moment for as long as I could before my piss once again returned to just droplets, emptying out to nothing over the weeping bag. 

I took a quick look around for something to wipe with, I don't usually like to walk away wet especially since I wasn't wearing any undies today. The only thing I could find was a pair of gardening gloves hanging nearby. Without another thought I picked them up and immediately pressed them to my crotch and rubbed, it felt so good and I wanted to get myself off but I had already done enough damage and didn't want to catch another case. So I simply wiped myself dry, stepped around the bag and threw the gloved to the ground. I smiled looking down at my handiwork, what a thrill that was! I turned around and fled the store, thinking I could pick some flowers up for my neighbor at the other garden store down the road. 

[steamlover6 751]

Ashlyn, you really are dedicated to this passion and I love your stories so much.

Trying to find a toilet is often a pain and when the urge to pee comes and quickly takes a growing hold on you it is so natural to look for a convenient quiet corner to let it go; what pleasure, what relief! Well done you!  xx

[Bacardi 10,134]

58 minutes ago, steamlover6 said:

Ashlyn, you really are dedicated to this passion and I love your stories so much.

Trying to find a toilet is often a pain and when the urge to pee comes and quickly takes a growing hold on you it is so natural to look for a convenient quiet corner to let it go; what pleasure, what relief! Well done you!  xx

Ashlyn can by my alter ego. She's everything i want to be.

[steamlover6 751]

Hehe, sorry, missed the word 'fiction', but it might as well have been you in the story!! 

[nopjans 1,178]

This is a really enjoyable scenario you've presented. I'd love to find a woman pissing in the garden center at my local home improvement store!

[miniskirtpisser 411]

This is really hot. I love the use of gardening gloves as wipes. That’s so satisfying.