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Pee Meeting
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Subject: Story - Pee Meeting
Followup-To: alt.sex.fetish.watersports
Date: Sat Mar 11 08:04:27 1995
This is a story that I wrote a while ago, but this is the first
time I have posted it to Usenet.
I first met Julie shortly after moving into this neighbourhood. It
was during my first visit to the local park. I was about to go into
the mens' room when a very pretty young woman stopped me.
- "Excuse me. The ladies' room is closed and I have to go to the
bathroom VERY badly. Would you check to see if the mens' room is
being used, then stand guard for me whilst I use it?"
- "Sure. I was about to use it myself, but you obviously need it much
more than I do. So, you may go first."
I looked into the restroom and found that it was not being used but
it was in a very bad state. Vandals were obviously a problem as the
stall door was missing and all the fittings were made of stainless
steel.
- "There is nobody using the restroom, but it is in rather a bad state."
She then rushed into the restroom, starting to lift her short skirt
as she went through the door. I stood guard whilst she was inside.
After about 2 minutes she came out. She thanked me and walked away. I
stood watching her until she turned the corner out of sight. I hoped
that I would see her again, but didn't expect to.
About a month later, I was in the same park, on the path leading to
the restrooms when someone spoke behind me. I stopped and turned
round to see the same young woman. Today she was wearing jeans and
teeshirt and she looked even prettier than I remembered. As the path
only went to the restrooms, it was obvious to both of us where the
other was going. We walked together to the restrooms, exchanging
smalltalk. Not only was Julie, as I now knew her name, very pretty
but she seemed fun to talk to. When we reached the restrooms we found
that the mens' room was locked. Standing in the doorway of the
ladies' room Julie said.
- "It looks like our positions are reversed this time! Would you like
to come into the ladies' room with me? There is nobody else in here
and there are two stalls, so we could both go at the same time
rather than one after the other. Of course, if you would rather use
the bathroom on your own, or if you would be embarrassed at me
peeing the stall next to you, then I will stand guard whilst you go
alone."
- "No, that is very kind, if my presence won't embarrass you, then its
OK by me."
I then followed her into the ladies' room. She went into one stall
and I went into the other. As in the mens' room, the toilets were
made of stainless steel. The partition between the stalls was very
thin and did not reach either the floor or ceiling. So any sound in
one stall could be plainly heard in the other. I unzipped my fly and
carefully aimed at the back of the toilet, so as to be as quiet as
possible. It was not that I was embarrassed about Julie hearing me
pee, but I did not want to embarrass her. Julie, though, took no such
precautions. I heard her unzip her jeans, followed by a slight rustle
as she pulled down her jeans and panties. Then after a few moments of
silence, when I guess she was positioning herself, Julie started
peeing strongly into the water. I could plainly hear both the gentle
hiss of the stream gushing out from between her legs, and the louder
rattling sound as it hit the water. I finished peeing with dificulty
as the sound of Julie peeing was turning me on, then waited for Julie
to finish before flushing the john.
When we emerged from our respective stalls, Julie must have noticed
the bulge in the my crotch. Looking at my crotch, Julie rather
jokingly said.
- "You were very quiet in there, I hope that you didn't have problems
going to the bathroom. Would you like me to wait outside, so you
can go without complications?"
- "No, I was just careful not to aim into the water so as not to
embarrass you."
- "Well that isn't fair! It looks like you were turned on by hearing
me pee. So next time, I want to hear you peeing!"
Even before we went together into the ladies' room, I had decided
that I wanted to see Julie again, and had asked her if I was likely
to see her again. She hadn't answered at the time, so I took this as
a very acceptable answer.
The 'next' time turned out to be the next week. On the way back from
our date, there was an accident on the freeway and the bus was
delayed in the resulting traffic chaos. I was bursting for a pee, and
from the way that she was crossing her legs and squeezing her thigh,
it was obvious that Julie was also in urgent need of a bathroom.
- "I hope that this bus arrives soon, as I need the bathroom very
badly"
- "My apartment is only a couple of minutes from the bus stop and I
guess we are about 10 minutes from the stop. Then we can use my
bathroom, and you are welcome to stay for coffee if you like.
- "Thanks, I guess I can wait."
So, we arrived at Julie's apartment. As she was opening the door, she
took my hand and leading me to the bathroom said.
- "I am afraid that I only have one bathroom, so as we both need it
VERY badly, would you mind sharing?"
Even before we got to the bathroom, Julie was starting to lift her
skirt. On entering the bathroom, she ran to the toilet, pulled the
crotch of her panties to one side, sat as far back on the seat as she
could with her legs wide apart. Almost immediately a powerful stream
of pee poured out of her into the toilet bowl.
- "Come on. We can share the john. Aim into the gap in the seat
between my legs."
So, I stood facing Julie, and aiming through the gap between her
legs, started peeing. Our streams merged and fell into the toilet
bowl as one.
Following this introduction, Julie and I started dating regularly. We
found that only did watersports interest both of us, but that we
shared many other interests as well.
Now, when we are together, we never pee alone. We have tried almost
every imaginable location and position; both of us standing in the
shower, sitting and standing in the bathtub, both sitting on the
john, in the woods... Now whenever we go into a ladies' room together
we always share the same stall. Julie stands astride the john, peeing
noisily straight down into the water, I stand normally in front of
the john and try to aim at her stream inside the bowl. We often use
adjacent urinals in the mens' room, and once even simultaneously used
the same urinal.
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