Good Neighbors

I had finally landed a good enough gig out of trade school to finally afford a modest home. Thank god for parents who still put up with me. I was happy enough with the two bedroom raised ranch I had bought at the back of a housing development. I had no neighbor to my right, just undeveloped forest and due to the landscape, had a small rocky hill between me and the neighbor too the left. The only downside was the neighbor's plot behind mine was subjected to the same geology and was a bit close, our second level decks were probably about 30 feet apart. So close in fact that when I met the neighbor, Kelsey, a young woman, suggested that we put up shared clothes lines and I agreed.

After a quick chat we shared that we were both the same age. I worked as an electrician and she worked various as a bartender at a high end restaurant. Even though our properties were very close, I was glad that Kelsey was my neighbor. She was very cordial and we'd help each other out from time to time in the coming weeks, but she was also gorgeous. Of medium height she had a tight athletic figure, her chest was not large but more than enough and when she turned around I couldn't help but gaze at her tight ass. Sometimes we'd catch each other doing yardwork and she'd be wearing spats, her thighs were to die for and sometimes I swear I saw more than a pretty prominent camel toe poking out of her crotch. I even helped her with some light electrical work.

I was pretty happy with the arrangement and was settling in to enjoy my new life here and Kelsey was an amazing neighbor all around. She even warned me that she would forget to close her blinds and would often walk around the house naked. I wasn't sure if it was supposed to be a joke or not and have yet to see if it was true.

Between moving and a new busy job I barely had any time to enjoy myself. And by that I mean indulge in my fetish, you see part of why I picked such a secluded property was because I like to pee anywhere except the toilet. I had planned to build a fence between our two properties but that was still far down the list of things to do. I found that I didn't have the time, or rather wasn't in the mood to partake in any of my proclivities. I definitely didn't want to have to deal with the clean up while I was still unpacking. A piss pool on hardwood or a puddle on carpet isn't what I want to deal with while shuffling things about. In fact my morning chats with Kelsey were the highlight of my day in that first week. Gave me a sneaky way to find out her work schedule too so I could be free to pee where ever I liked with reckless abandon. I shared mine of course.

Tonight my last job happened to run late and it was well into nightfall when I was headed home. I finally had a day off tomorrow and the majority of the unpacking was over so I wanted to have some fun tonight when I knew Kelsey would be on a later dinner shift. I had intentionally avoided using the bathroom for this last job and made sure to drink plenty of water. By the time I was in the truck I was bursting and was squirming hard when I pulled into the driveway. I already had the spot picked out in my mind. I wanted to piss all over the deck while facing Kelsey's empty home. The two homes were identical with big sliding glass doors on the decks leading into a kitchen.

I quickly got out of the truck, already unzipping my fly and starting to undo my pants before I got to the front door. By the time I had gotten to the kitchen I had kicked my shoes and pants off and was just in my shirt. I was about to hit the light switch when I noticed something out of place. Kelsey's kitchen lights were on! Thankfully I hadn't hit the light yet, I was there lewdly grasping my cock dancing from foot to foot, what would she had thought if she saw me? I mean part of the fantasy was imagining her watching me piss all over the deck rather than in the toilet, intentionally leaving an enormous puddle. How would she react?

In the darkness I covered my privates out of shame before remembering that she likely couldn't see inside. Heck she wasn't even in the kitchen right now. Calmed down I was relishing this bit of exhibitionism, stripping my shirt off I was naked just outside of Kelsey's sight. The newfound arousal helped stem my desperation for a time as I strutted my stuff around the kitchen. Lewdly shaking my cock at the sliding glass window.

I got a bit of a shock when Kelsey suddenly walked into the kitchen. Even more so since she was completely naked herself. Her perky breasts hung proudly on her chest and the curves of her ass weren't just the spats doing work. Best of all was the prize jewel, her lovely pussy, long protruding lips hanging down between her mound, capped with a long narrow black landing strip.

I now felt rather bad, I knew I shouldn't continue watching despite my own exhibition going on over here but I continue to watch, making sure not to make any sudden movement in the darkness. What I saw next would change my life. Kelsey sauntered over to the sliding glass door and squatted facing it a few feet away, spreading her knees wide. I crept closer to my glass door to get a better look, trying to see what she was doing, and to get a better look at her privates. Kelsey then leaned back and as she sighed heavily suddenly a thick torrent came gushing from out between her lips, spraying the glass door in front of her. The force of her stream strong enough to shake her labial lips, causing the stream to sprinkle from side to side, a lovely cascade washing down the window.

I couldn't believe it. Not only had I caught her nude but I caught her pissing in her kitchen! This was intentional, there's no way this could be an accident. I couldn't believe my luck, here I was about to christen my deck with my first naughty pee and I catch my hot neighbor pissing on her window.

Kelsey now had one hand spreading her lips apart as she was directing a powerful stream as high up the window as she could. It looked like a lot of fun and reminded me that I really had to piss myself. I also didn't want to miss the show. Need and arousal won out over logic and sound judgment as I quickly surveyed what was around my glass door, nothing but tile thankfully, cock in hand.

Deciding it was safe I signaled to my bladder to let go, which shouldn't be hard considering my childhood room closet was my personal bathroom. I had been infatuated with the idea ever since a childhood friend was over one night during her college break. We had been drinking and quite loud and didn't want to further annoy my parents so Amanda had to pee and came up with an idea. To just go to the bathroom in the closet. She was a like a sister to me and we were good friends but I was still surprise to see her drunkenly slide down her pants and panties, not caring that I had curiously followed her inside, mostly to make sure she didn't pee on my stuff. I cleared a few boxes, not without a few quick glances at Mandy's butt and pussy as she helped.

Catching one of my glances she drunkenly stammered, "Hey, that's not fair that you're wearing pants, take em off mister, free that hog."

Drunken courage made me eagerly reply, I mean why not, it made sense. Mandy gave my cock a real good long look before turning towards the corner, "Come pee with me in the corner," she slurred.

Stepping next to her I could see that she was using both hands to pull apart her pussy lips as she leaned back. I grasped my cock in anticipation and pointed at the wall. It took quite a while for either of us to go, Mandy started to dribble on the carpet as her bladder finally gave way, shooting a thick stream of piss out from her pink folds splattering the corner. Seeing her go was all my bladder needed and soon a thick stream of my own was joining Mandy's as our combined piss was streaming down the wall, darkening the carpet in the corner. I glanced down and saw that Mandy had small puddles beneath her feet. A loud hissing filled the closet as both of our urethrae hosed down my poor closet wall. When we were both pushing out the last few spurts the puddle on the carpet reached our toes, pooling with the ones already under Mandy's feet.

The room now stank of our pee and Mandy said so, grabbing one of my towels to dry her legs and pussy. "That was definitely better than waking your parents up again," Mandy said.

"Where'd you come up with that," I asked.

"You know my older sister Luna? She used to piss in her closet, let me too when I wanted. I think I even saw Joey come out of there once." Joey was her younger brother. "Never wanted to use my own, I have too much stuff, came in handy when the only bathroom was occupied and I didn't want to go outside."

Throughout the rest of the night we'd pee in the closet, together when possible, otherwise we'd just keep chatting and piss just inside the door or in my case into the closet. When we went to bed, Mandy even scooched to the edge of the bed and peed long distance into the open door with a huge splashing. There was still the lazy stream leading to her pussy on the carpet when we woke. I had opened all the windows and did my best to try to get rid of the smell. It was a great learning moment, especially since I'd often forgo the toilet and just pee on the closet carpet from that point on. Never did have it happen again with Amanda though.

I wondered what she'd think of my new place as I now stood ready to use my kitchen door as a urinal, in full but darkened view of my neighbor doing the same. It took some moments for my pee to get started but I was soon watching the magnificent fanning of my piss on the glass door. As I swayed my penis side to side I hoped that Kelsey could see me. I could soon feel the warm pee pooling around my feet as the torrent cascaded down.

Glancing across the deck I noticed that Kelsey was now standing up, finishing the remainder of her pee standing up, using both hands to pull her lips apart she was spraying down the door as expertly as I was. Almost as if in the exact same way. Soon her stream died down in a few last droplets onto the tile below her. I could see a bit of pouting as she used two fingers to shake her pussy of the last few drops, bringing them to her mouth when she was done to suck off the remnants. Dancing over the puddle she spritely grabbed a towel and dropped it on the puddle, using another to wipe down the magnificent fan stained on the glass.

As my stream dwindled I spurt out the last few bits as high up the window as I could go before grabbing some towels to hastily clean up myself. I decided to wait a bit before turning on the light as to not scare Kelsey from her unusual toilet, in fact I want to foster that behavior. I wondered how to work it into the conversation without letting on that I knew. I decided to don some clothing with the lights on and I kept an occasional glance across the way to see if Kelsey's nudity would still be on display now that she knew I was home. Sure enough it still was and she even gave me a wave. I wondered how she'd react if I returned in kind, stripping down to nothing or if she would think I'm a pervert and call the police? I decided to couch that thought for now as I was sipping on a beer or two and some water to boot and had to pee.

I had thought about christening my new closet but after what I had seen Kelsey do earlier was making me horny. Waiting until I knew she was in the kitchen again I strolled to the kitchen sink, which would mean my back was to the sliding glass door. The sink was just enough of an awkward height that I had to raise up on my toes so I could pull my cock out of the top of my pants and clear the sink basin wall. I glanced awkwardly behind me to see if Kelsey was still there and was shocked to see that she was looking in my direction. Embarrassed I quickly glanced back to the sink and my cock pointed down at the drain. Thinking it suspicious that I was just staring at the sink I turned the faucet on, as if she could see that clearly. The faucet helped my bladder and I was soon noisily peeing into the kitchen in full view of my neighbor, granted she couldn't see anything. My urine was drumming heavily on the stainless steel walls as it swirled down to the drain. I wondered what she would do if I suddenly turned to the side and stepped away to showcase my cock spraying an arc of piss into my kitchen sink. I wondered, did she pee in her kitchen sink too? Did she get up on the counter and squat over it? Did she slide her butt up over the edge like a toilet? Or was she able to stand and pee into the basin?

My thoughts raced as my stream waned, I pushed the last few spurts out against the steel walls and made a wonder drumming sound as my bladder finally emptied. I shook the last few drops into the sink and placed my dick back into my pants and tried to turn around as nonchalantly as possible. I was delighted to see Kelsey now sitting at her kitchen table looking out the window as she drank some tea. This time I waved and she waved back, shifting back in her seat and spreading her legs a bit. I had a good view of her snatch from under the table and I tried not to stare.

I had a few more beers and decided it was time for bed. And besides I needed to pee. I shut my kitchen light off with a good night wave to Kelsey, still at the kitchen table. I had wondered if she peed anywhere when I was in the kitchen, I wondered as I walked towards my bedroom. I started for the closet when I thought to myself, why should I be confined to just peeing in the closet? It's my own house, my own bedroom. I tossed my shorts into the laundry hamper and strode into the middle of the room, dick already in my hand. At this stage in the night it was easy to unleash and I started a healthy stream onto the middle of my carpet in a growing dark puddle. The sound of the carpet straining to absorb my piss was heavenly as it gurgled and burbled. There were dark droplets splashing on the carpet all around the growing puddle. It felt so freeing to just pee in the middle of my bedroom like this. It was just so naughty and taboo.

My stream died down and I didn't bother to hold my cock for the last few remnants and let them spurt out as I walked back to the dark kitchen, leaving a trail of small puddles as I went. When I got to the kitchen I intended to grab a glass of water before going to jerk off and go to bed. As is my habit at night, due to good night vision, I tend to not turn on the lights when doing things like this. Particularly going to the bathroom, much to the chagrin of my family. As if right on cue, I glanced across to Kelsey's kitchen and now saw her standing on her kitchen counter with her feet astride the kitchen sink. I then noticed a thin glistening stream of urine issuing forth between her legs splattering in the sink basin.

I couldn't believe my eyes, in fact I found I was very aroused. Here was a grown woman, stark naked standing on top of her kitchen counter having a standing piss into her sink. She moved a hand down to her twat and massaged her clit, running her fingers through the stream as it made a mess of her kitchen counter and floor. She soon squatted down in a manner similar as before at the door and peed out onto the kitchen floor as her hand found her vagina and thrust in a few fingers. Her pee sprayed out messily into the sink.

I found myself stroking my erection as I watched my neighbor masturbate while pissing. It felt shameful but felt so good. I stroked faster as Kelsey's tempo increased when she suddenly gave a muted cry and shuddered, falling butt first into the pissy sink. She couldn't help but laugh at the same time I came thick white ropes across my kitchen tile. I realized quickly what I did and cleaned up the mess as best I could before leaving the kitchen for good that night.

The next morning I was surprised to find I didn't get up in the middle of the night to pee and realized that I had to really go. I wasn't sure I was ready to wet the bed yet, but I was prepared with a mattress cover already installed just in case, so I sprang out of bed, narrowly missing the huge puddle still evaporating from last night. I wasn't too worried about the mess or lingering odors as I had invested in a good carpet cleaner. My toilet this morning would be my closet corner, the preferred back right corner, same as when I first pissed in my closet with Mandy. I had already pulled my cock out as I entered the closet and was soon pissing a strong yellow stream onto the closet wall. I lucked out that these walls were white and hoped that my morning pee would stain the paint. Maybe one day I would show Mandy. All the beer I drank last night made my pee smell strongly, I was sure the smell would linger throughout the day. Cleaning could come later I thought as I pissed up the wall. The carpet was white too and becoming a darkened slight yellow as my pee seeped down the wall into the fibers.

My stream started to die down and I shook the last bits out over the carpet. I had half a mind to walk naked to the kitchen again as I did last night but decided against it. I figured I'd let Kelsey take the lead as I did last night. Was last night a one off nudist pee event? I knew she had today off too and in fact lamented the luck, I had hoped to be completely alone, even though I knew I could just close the blinds. Now I was glad she did. I changed into the most provocative but casual clothes I own, a t-shirt and some short running shorts and went to the kitchen for breakfast. As usual Kelsey was across the way fixing her own breakfast in her usual bath robe. I was a bit disappointed.

I brought my coffee and eggs to my deck table just as Kelsey was taking her first bite of breakfast.

Figuring ignoring last night was the best way to go about things, I waved and said a hearty, "Good morning."

She smiled and waved a muffled good morning back at me. We exchanged the usual pleasantries and breakfast discussion and drank copiously from our large mugs of coffee.

Attempting to broach the subject of last night Kelsey said, "Thought you went back to your parents for the night, you got home later than usual."

"Yeah, my last job ran late, I thought you were working the late shift?"

"I was but the toilets broke so we had to close early, kinda liked the early night anyhow. I did say I walk around naked sometimes, didn't I? Like the show?" she teased.

"I hope you don't mind my constant looks, it was a great treat after a long day," by now all the coffee was reaching my bladder and I had to pee. I didn't want to excuse myself because the conversation was just starting to get good. I also had a naughty idea pop into my head. I had pretty thick cushions on my deck chairs, I would simply wet myself while talking to her and the cushion would absorb my pee and not make too much sound to alert her. I don't know how she'd react if I just stood up, whipped it and out started peeing off the deck towards her.

I had become a pro at wetting myself after a few college summers at Amanda's family pool. They did only have the one bathroom and I never wanted to go into the house wet so I usually just peed in the pool. Amanda sure did. I even got to the point where I would just pee in my suit even I was on the deck.

Waiting for Kelsey to speak so I could concentrate I signaled my bladder to let go and let a little spurt into my shorts. I wanted so badly to glance down and see the wetness but I was wearing light colored shorts and knew it wouldn't show too vibrantly. I decided to let it go in spurts so I wouldn't flood out the cushion and could hear a lovely squelching from between my legs as the warmth spread itself over my genitalia, seeping down my crack and tickling my butt, while pooling on the cushion fabric. What a delightful morning, cool air, good coffee, and talking to a pretty girl while pissing your pants.

I soon started to lose control of the spurts and was now pissing non-stop into my light blue shorts. I tried to control it as I could feel it pooling up between my thighs. Not wanting it to cascade over the edge and make a loud noise I tried to nonchalantly slide back a bit, hoping nothing would overflow or be too noticeable.