The Pee Spot

What follows is a short story about two sisters peeing together in front of other girls. Yes, this story contains pee... if you don't want that, why'd you click on this story?

There is also a mention or two of pooping and periods, if those disgust you then please do not read this story. You have been warned.

All characters are over 18 years of age.

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"Monica, I need to pee."

Monica, the older sister of the pair, glanced over at her sibling and shook her head. "You shouldn't have drank so much water."

Laela pouted, looking around. "Is there a bathroom around here somewhere?"

"No, they shut down the public restroom here about a year ago. How do you not know that?"

"I... I guess I just haven't really come down here much."

The two sisters were walking around the woods near their town's public-access boat ramp, wandering alone through the trees, undisturbed by the chaos of humanity.

Monica turned to face Laela, shrugged, and said, "you know I don't care if you pee while I'm around."

Laela blushed, turning away. "I know. Don't you think... you know..."

"That we're a little old for that?"

"Yeah," Laela nodded shyly.

"Laela, we've been hiking together- and peeing together- for over a decade. What's the big deal? Why are you suddenly so shy around me?"

"We're not kids anymore, Monica. I just... I like my privacy. The thought of someone- even my sister- seeing me pee... it just kind of seems gross."

"It's not gross. It's a basic bodily function."

Laela rolled her eyes at her sister's matter-of-factness. Not saying another word, she turned away from Monica and kept walking down the overgrown path. Monica didn't move.

"I know a place that you can go, but you might not like it," Monica called out after her sibling.

"If you're going to say my water bottle- or yours- forget it, I'm not going to pee into a bottle."

Monica hurried to catch up to her little sister. Well, not super little sister- Monica was only two years older at 21.

"No, really. An actual place."

That got Laela's attention. She stopped walking and once again turned to look at Monica. "Like what?"

"You'll see when we get there. It's kind of... ramshackle."

Laela snorted, amused. "Ramshackle? Where the hell are you taking me?"

Monica grinned a little, grabbing Laela's arm. "Don't worry about that, let your big sister lead the way."

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Five minutes later, Laela began hearing voices. Female voices. But that didn't make sense... they were on the outskirts of a forest, why would there be a bunch of people around?

Monica sighed quietly. "Good thing we're getting close... I need to go, too."

Laela blushed at her sister's openness, and had to remind herself that she had done the same thing a few minutes ago. Monica caught her sister red-faced, and paused to confront her.

"What, you don't like the fact that your sister pees too, like everyone else?"

"No, I- I know you pee," Laela said, burning with embarrassment and staring at the ground.

"Do you? You seem to be against it."

Laela snapped her head up, ready to give a sassy retort. "Yeah, I do, Monica. I know you pee out of your vagina every other goddamn woman!"

Monica's face went blank and she silently stared at her sister for a couple of seconds, as if waiting for a punchline.

"Laela... we don't pee out of our vaginas."

"Sorry?"

"Have you never, you know, looked at yourself? You pee out of your urethra. How could you not know that? You're 19, for crying out loud!"

Monica was astounded at her sister's obliviousness. Had schools really failed THAT hard at teaching sex ed?

Laela immediately began silently tearing up with shame. Monica hugged her and quietly comforted her for a few minutes until Laela ran a hand across her eyes, dried them on her sleeves, and stepped backwards.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know..."

"Hey, hey, stop. It's okay..." the big sister in Monica was coming out in full force now, just wanting her little sister to be okay. "Forget this ever happened. When we get home, I'll get you a book and you can read about your body. I know mom tried to get you to read one of those when you were younger, but I know that was weird and awkward. Maybe it'd be less awkward if it came from your sister?"

Laela nodded, still not saying anything.

"Alright, let's go. You and I both need to pee, so let's get that done with, and then we can go home."

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The two sisters finally got clear of the trail and ended up in a little clearing. On the other side of the clearing, there was a tiny opening between two tall bushes. Coming from the other side of the bushes were probably about 2 female voices.

"Well," Monica said, "we're here."

"And where is here, exactly?" Laela questioned.

"The pee spot."

Laela raised her eyebrows, waiting for clarification. "And that would be...?"

"It's a secluded spot where girls can go to use the bathroom out here. Ever since they shut down the public restroom, a group of us women- about 50 or so- grouped up and made this spot."

"Cool," was all Laela said in response.

"Now... I should warn you. If you didn't like the thought of peeing in front of your sister, then this spot might be a little hard to accept."

Laela shifted her weight, commenting, "I need to go bad enough that I don't really care."

Monica nodded, gingerly touching her crotch area. "Let me do the talking. They know me. Trust me, though, they'll welcome you with open arms."

They walked across the clearing and into the tight corridor between the bushes. They had to go single file and sideways just to clear it, and even then, thin branches scraped across the girls' bare arms. They really didn't want this place being found- by men, of course. This was a sanctuary, but only for women.

When they made it through the tight entrance, Laela gasped audibly and nearly backed out. Monica firmly grabbed her arm to keep her in place and gave her the sisterly look that means "don't".

The entrance opened out to reveal a small space, fully surrounded by low bushes and trees, probably about 20 feet by 10 feet. It contained what Laela assumed to be 8 crude stalls, 4 on each side of the space; a 4 foot by 3 foot patch of bare ground surrounded on two sides by 3-feet-high wooden boards, leaving the front of each stall completely open, which would expose the person inside. Plus, since the dividers were only 3 feet high, they would do little to nothing to limit an onlooker's view of the person inside.

But Laela saw a problem. There were no toilets! What kind of bathroom didn't have toilets? Laela leaned over her sister's shoulder and whispered, "where are the toilets?"

Monica just pulled her forward so that she could look into one of the empty stalls. Inside, concrete blocks had been pushed into the ground to create a hard surface. Completely surrounded by the concrete blocks was a 2-foot-deep hole in the ground.

"Right there," Monica said.

The next thing that hit Laela was the smell. Stale pee, a stink that could only be human feces, a scent of periods, and some other tangy aroma that Laela couldn't quite place. It was vile.

Two of the other stalls were currently occupied by different girls. One looked about Monica's age, while the other one looked to be in her late 20s, leaving Laela as the youngest one there. Both smiled and waved at Monica after recognizing her. The younger one said hi, then they both went back to their business.

"C'mon," Monica said, "I've got to pee."

Laela couldn't agree more. However, there was one small problem. "How do I... go? These aren't normal toilets."

"They are, just not for us. These are improvised squat toilets. You have to squat down to pee."

"But... wouldn't that expose you to other people?"

"Relax, silly. There's no men here. All the girls are extremely polite, and it's not like they haven't seen it before. Trust me, you don't need to worry."

Laela shivered despite the lukewarm temperature. She didn't like this, not one bit.

Monica went to a stall on the right hand side, directly in front of the oldest girl. Neither seemed to care. Monica then began pulling down her pants. Seeing the questions in Laela's eyes, she just whispered, "follow my lead."

Laela hesitantly pulled her pants down too, but only to her knees. Monica, on the other hand, dropped them all the way to her ankles. Laela looked on in shock.

"A- All the way?"

"Yes, Laela, all the way. Completely off, in fact. Otherwise, you'd pee on your pants, and I don't think you want to have to explain that to anyone." As she spoke, Monica took her pants off fully and threw them over the short divider. "When you get them off, just toss them over the board like this."

Laela, still in shock, slowly followed suit, taking off her pants and putting them over the other divider. Then came the biggest shock yet, even though Laela knew it was coming- her sister casually took off her panties and slung those over the board, too.

Laela was now redder than a tomato. She hadn't seen her sister down there in a while. Monica had an immaculately trimmed, tiny triangle of hair just above her vulva but was otherwise completely shaved. Monica caught her sister staring, fake gasped, and smiled momentarily. "Eyes to yourself, perv," she joked.

Laela slowly took her own panties off, laying them carefully down on top of her pants, revealing her fully shaved vulva. She watched as Monica crouched down over the hole and visibly relaxed, despite being completely bottomless in front of two other girls. Monica managed to crouch gracefully so that her private area was easily visible to the others, but Laela did not have the same level of experience, and instead went into a full squat. It left her intimate parts completely exposed to the two strangers. Neither so much as glanced her way. Maybe it wasn't so bad after all.

The stall directly in front of hers was empty. On the left of that one was the girl in her late 20s, and on the right was the girl about Monica's age. She could see both of them on a diagonal. Being discreet so as not to be assumed a pervert, Laela watched the squatting older girl pee a golden stream into the hole under her. Then she switched to looking at the other girl, who was doing the same.

Next to her, she heard Monica's stream start up. She turned her head and looked at her older sister, who noticed and gave a little grin. The wooden dividers were tall enough to block most of the stall user's body, but not their heads. Laela assumed this was intentional so that girlfriends could talk to each other while they peed.

Laela was having trouble getting her own stream to start up, but loosened up as she listened to her older sister urinating. She gave a little gasp that turned into a sigh as a dribble of pee came out, which then turned into a decent stream.

Looking up again, Laela realized the older girl had left. She hadn't even noticed. Risking a glance to the other girl, Laela was absolutely shocked to see that the girl had started defecating. Laela was disgusted. How could this girl do such a thing? Poop outside, in front of two girls, one of which is a total stranger to you? But, unfazed, the girl kept going, pooping and peeing at the same time, completely unaware of Laela's gaze. Suddenly, the other girl stopped. Laela quickly shot her head down and waited for a minute until she heard the girl leave through the thin corridor.

She was almost immediately replaced by a new girl, who appeared to be about Laela's age this time. Coincidentally, she chose the stall that the pooping girl had just been in. Glancing down into the hole, the girl began to unzip her jeans. What? She must have seen the remnants of the previous girl, but she didn't seem to care! What gave Laela the biggest shock of the day, though, was when the girl took off her pants and remained standing.

Laela was snapped out of her trance when her sister jabbed at her shoulder. "Don't stare, that's rude. You should know that," Monica whispered

Laela whispered back, "I know, but it's just... she's- she's standing! To pee!"

Monica nodded, adding, "some girls can do that."

Laela couldn't help but sneakily watch as the girl reached down between her legs, lightly spread her lips, and let her pee flow. Some of it hit the concrete blocks, coating them with the girl's urine. Most of it, however, was aimed into the hole. Most astoundingly to Laela, though, was how little ran down the girl's legs. Only a few drops!

At that moment, a new girl walked into the space; she was young, maybe 20, and was stunningly attractive. Asian-American, long black hair, with a white blouse and jeans. She walked down the aisle between the two rows of stalls and, stopping in the middle, unzipped and pulled down her jeans. Then she unstuck a slightly used pad from her underwear. When she caught Laela looking, she gave a little smile and said, "it's my time of the month."

Laela nodded understandingly, her mind tumbling over itself. The girl's voice was pure honey and sugar, sounding just as sweet and cute as she looked. Laela wasn't into girls, but she could appreciate an attractive one. She kept watching as the girl, jeans around her knees, waddled to the end of the aisle and nonchalantly dropped the pad into a pile of other items. Laela hadn't even noticed the pile was there; only now did she see it. It was a small pile of pads, pantyliners, tampons, and applicators. So that's where the smell of periods had been coming from.

The cute girl turned around and entered... the stall right in front of Laela's! Laela immediately stopped peeing out of shyness. Upon closer inspection, Laela saw the girl was shaved, just like her. The girl expertly crouched down like Monica had and, without so much as a second thought, began peeing. This encouraged Laela to restart her own stream, but she realized she had a different need growing slowly by the second.

Fear immediately settled into Laela, who hastily turned to face her older sister. "Monica!" she hissed, "I have to... um..." she trailed off. Trying again, she said, "I have to... poop."

Her older sister shrugged, and without even turning to look at her, said out loud, "this spot is here so that girls can relieve themselves. No matter what form that takes."

The standing-pee girl didn't glance up, but the cute girl across from Laela did. She gave a little encouraging smile and said in her sweet honey voice, "it's okay. You can poop. We're all girls. We understand." After seeing Laela was still unconvinced, the girl said, "that's what toilets are for, right? All your private needs. If you need to relieve yourself, do it! I promise you, it's fine."

Laela gave in and let her body take over. She couldn't believe she was about to poop in front of two girls she didn't know.

After a few seconds, she felt a log slide out, shortly followed up by a couple of smaller ones. Looking up, Laela realized the cute girl was watching her as she pooped. The girl apologetically looked away, but not before Laela nearly died of embarrassment.

Once she was done, there was just one more thing left to do. Turning to Monica, Laela asked, "where's the toilet paper?"

"There is none."

"Then how do I wipe?"

"You don't," Monica answered. "But here, you can do this..." She bounced up and down a few times, and Laela saw a few drops of pee fly wildly.

The cute girl across from Laela added her own line. "It's like... bouncing on a dildo," she said quietly, blushing. "You've done that before, right?"

Glancing at her sister, Laela shuddered. It was so embarrassing to admit this in front of her older sister, but she didn't want to be vague. "Um... yes. I've... masturbated. With toys." Wanting to switch topics, she quickly said, "but, no thanks, I'm good. I'm just not gonna bounce."

"Suit yourself," Monica said. Then she stood up, putting her underwear back on, closely followed by her pants. Laela did the same, feeling so dirty as she did. Had she really just put her underwear back on without wiping? It felt nasty.

With one last glance over at the cute squatting girl, still urinating into the "toilet"- the whole in the ground- Laela exited the spot with Monica right behind her.

They finished their hike and walked home together.

When Laela got into the safety of her own room, she stripped off her clothes and began furiously masturbating.

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The End.

I'm considering doing more stories featuring the spot, potentially with a new character(s) everytime, or maybe Laela going back to enjoy it again. Let me know in the comments if you want more of these, I would love to hear your feedback!