Midnight Piss

Author's Note: This story contains themes of golden shower vandalism, so if that's not your cup of tea then I suggest you turn around! :D Constructive criticism is very welcome, as this is my first time writing but keep it kind and tasteful people. Enjoy!

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I tossed and turned in my bed, my long, tan legs twisting the bed sheets. The whole house was soundly asleep, dreaming. I could even hear my parents snoring in the next room. It was one of those nights, scorching hot and stuffy. I'd started the night in my pyjamas, and the heat was so blistering that I was now bare naked, my voluptuous form covered in a light sheen of sweat. I couldn't even get to the edge of sleep. I'd spent a good half an hour masturbating, my hands had glided across my olive skin sensually, down to my shaved cunt. I was only 18, yet I'd been doing this for a long time, touching myself. I'd always had a high sex drive.

I had a routine, of sorts, when it came to masturbation. I would maybe watch some porn, or just use my imagination, and then get to work. It was always the same. It had been satisfying for a long time but now...well let's just say it was getting much more difficult to orgasm. So I'd given up, swiftly removed my fingers from my hot, wet folds and sighed. I could watch really rough sex on my laptop screen all night and get nowhere nowadays. Spanking, domination, submission...anything really. All the stuff that used to turn me on. But now...after over using all that stuff I didn't get the same rush anymore. I searched my brain, trying to think up something, something that would drive me to orgasm. It didn't seem like I would get to a good night's sleep anytime soon, so I had better make the most of my free time. I was horny...I just didn't know what to do with it, how to fan the flames of my desire.

I felt a stirring in my abdomen, a strong need to pee. I had felt the need for a while now, but it was getting to the point when I knew I'd have to get up soon to relieve my bursting bladder. I casually rubbed my clit, trying to get myself aroused all to no avail. I felt another surge in my bladder and then, miraculously, something came to me. Something strange. I knew was getting desperate. I was turning to the realm of fetish now.

I had always had a slight fascination when it came to peeing...on stuff. I hadn't really paid much attention to the memory, until now, but come to think of it I do remember being told off as a little girl for not peeing where I should, quite a few times. I recall peeing behind the couch, on my teddies, in my bed...deliberately.

The thought made my heart race and I felt my pussy tingle excitedly. My bladder was full to the brim. I looked around my room in anticipation. I bit my pink lower lip. Should I....? It was an exciting prospect, peeing all over the room...and nobody having a clue. It was a big bedroom, and I had a lot of stuff that I could let go over. I closed my eyes, picturing myself naked, squatting over my fluffy rug in the middle of my room in preparation to piss. I imagined pulling my lips back and pissing in a long arch, my golden shower pattering softly down on the rug, the white material absorbing my hot, wet piss.

Oh fuck, that was way hotter than I expected.

I felt extremely rushed as I sat up straight, my bladder crying out in its need and discomfort. I was going to have to take a piss, and it was going to be now, whether I found an acceptable place in my room or wet my bed.

I felt like an outrageously naughty girl as I stood up and looked around my bedroom, adorned with pink fluff and girlie things. Things from my childhood, and gifts that were very pricy. I giggled when I saw the big red box on top of my wardrobe, thinking it was fitting to go back to my childhood antics. I pranced lightly over, not wanting to wake my parents or siblings and trying to hold in my piss. I struggled to keep myself from letting out my wee all over the laminated floor as I reached up to get the box. I felt a little trickle leak down my golden thighs, but I held my thighs together as close as possible. I got the box down and found my old stuffed toys and teddies. I laughed evilly. They looked so innocent, my childhood memories, and now I was about to destroy them my dirty piss shower. I emptied the box onto the floor and gathered my teddies into a pile, so none of them would be lucky enough to miss my yellow relief. I stood over them in a half squat, so I could see properly, and I was so horny and excited and nervous all at the same time that I couldn't get started. I was needing so badly though. I slowly reached down to my sopping wet pussy, slipping my fingers over my clit over and over until a shiver weaved through my naked body, and my hot piss surged through my urethra, eventually coming out in a timid tinkle over my biggest teddy bear's face. He was cream coloured, and I moaned quietly as I watched my piss stream grow to a strong stream, hosing him down and turning his face yellow. I moved my hips so that my other toys and teddies were covered, and once I was satisfied I closed my pee hole, ready for a new area to pee in.

I looked around and a slow, devilish grin spread over my cheeks. You're a naughty girl, you know that? I thought quietly to myself as I proudly strode over to my desk. I pulled out the big comfy seat in front of it, and I sat my wide bum cheeks down on the soft fabric. Immediately I let go, my pissing pussy in direct contact with the fabric. I felt tingling pleasure fall through my like a slow orgasm as I pissed into the seat. I felt my stream dwindling, and in a suddenly wild horny whim I did something incredibly naughty, with irreparable damages. I quickly sat on the edge of my seat, parted my thighs as wide as they would go and braced my heals on the desk. I bit my lip, so utterly aroused, and reached down to pull my bald pussy lips back. I was aiming.

I gasped as a powerful arch rose up into the air before pattering noisily down on my desk. My desk held my phone, my mp3 and my very important homework assignment that was due for tomorrow. I felt so fucking naughty as my pissy spray rained down on my homework, and as soon as my golden stream stopped I began to masturbate furiously. My tight pussy was slippery wet with my piss and my female juices of arousal as I fingered myself desperately, moaning as I began to reach my thundering orgasm. It all happened very quickly, but the orgasm split through my wet cunt as a pleasure I had never even knew. It was excellence, euphoria, and it was all mine.

As I lay, slumped in my piss sodden chair, panting for dear life I only had a single thought. "I can't wait to do that again."