When I was younger in college I hated football, but things were different now. Every Saturday I made my way down to the football field to watch my local team. I'd go early to ensure that I got a good view. I knew the perfect spot.
My vantage point was just inside the woods besides the field. I had a den of sorts there which concealed me from view whilst allowing me to observe a specific corner of the field, the one farthest away from the rows of spectators. That corner was where the players came to relieve themselves and that's what I was there to watch.
I'd first noticed the footballers peeing in the woods several months back. I'd been out walking alone, as I often did, when I'd been caught short. I ducked into the trees next to the football field to have a sneaky pee but just as I squatted down to relieve myself one of the footballers had come striding towards me. I remember freezing, cowering close to the ground and praying he wouldn't notice me. I felt dreadfully venerable squatting there with my knickers around my ankles and my pussy exposed to the elements.
I needn't have worried. He stopped mere feet away from me but didn't see me. I held my breath as he proceeded to pull down his shorts and take out his manhood holding it firmly in his hands. He stroked it once then groaned contentedly as he relieved himself, shooting a stream of stinking piss in my direction. The cascade splattered to the ground next to me sending splashes up onto my smooth bare legs and shaved mound.
The man remained oblivious to my presence as he busied himself emptying his bladder and I let out a sigh of relief when he shook his cock dry and ran back to the playing field.
I breathed hard. I was still in a squatting position and busting for a pee. I tried to relax and release my muscles but I couldn't go. I rubbed my hand across my pussy, stroking it gently to coax it into relaxing. It didn't work but my cunt felt hot and tingled in a strange way. I kept rubbing myself, feeling warm inside and suddenly realised that the sight of the footballer pissing so close to me had turned me on. It was wrong of me to have watched him like that, it was so naughty. My cunt began to burn and I felt the urge to plunge my fingers deep inside it but that would be unthinkable; finger fucking myself in the woods where the footballers might see me? It was too much. I just had to do it.
I felt my juices flowing as I pushed two fingers slowly inside my vagina and began fingering myself. My fingers moved slowly at first then gained momentum, thrusting frantically back and forth. I felt so bad, so dirty and so hot! A magnificent orgasm crashed through me and I cried out as I released my girl cum along with a wave of hot fragrant pee. The sensation was indescribable and my orgasm rocked me like nothing I'd felt before.
I heard a cough and turned to see a second man approaching, another of the football team. I became silent and concealed myself deep in the undergrowth. Then I watched as he too exposed his privates to me and began peeing. It was mesmerising and turned me on so much. I sat back and gently stroked my wet pussy as I observed him from my lair.
And that's how it started. Now I'm here every Saturday without fail, watching those fat cocks pissing at the trees in the woods where I am hiding. I'm a dirty voyeur, a perverted slut. I finger fuck myself as I watch. Sometimes I get myself off with a drinks bottle and my orgasms wrack me one after another. And I pee myself, I love doing that. It's so liberating. I drink lots of water so I can piss as often as possible. I never wear panties so I sit back on my heels and let it gush out of me whenever I feel the urge. I soak the ground at my feet and dig my bare toes into the wet earth. I love the way that feels it makes my cunt tingle.
Today was another Saturday and the footballers were training hard. They drank plenty of water as they ran around I had the pleasure of watching six of them relieve themselves in my woods. I drank plenty of water too, keeping my bladder filled up. I peed four times that afternoon and brought myself to orgasm each time. It had been most satisfactory. However, things didn't play out as they normally did.
The football practice was over and players were leaving the field. It was time to go home. I crawled out of my piss soaked hiding place and stretched. Then I pulled up my skirt and opened my legs wide. I needed another pee before I set off for home and I wanted to do this one standing up out in the open. It gave me a thrill and besides, no one would see me, not now.
I bent my knees a little and licked my middle finger inserting it into my pussy. I could bring myself to orgasm quickly if I rubbed my clit in just the right spot and if I kept rubbing as I peed the sensations were magnified tenfold.
I relaxed my bladder muscles and squealed as a golden shower fell from between my legs. It felt exquisite. I stroked my clit, bringing myself to orgasm yet again as my pee dropped to the ground and splashed around my feet. I loved the smell of it, the taste of it in the air and the warmth as the last remnants ran down my legs. And the feeling I got, wow that was good!
Suddenly I stopped, my bladder muscles clamping shut. I heard movements behind me, a twig snapping. Alarmed at the intrusion I spun around only to find myself surrounded by six men, all of them staring at me. It was six of the football team and they weren't happy.
"I told you she'd be here! Fucking little pervert! Look at her pissing herself!" shouted a blond haired football player.
I pulled down my skirt and backed away trembling but an angry looking brown haired man grabbed my arm roughly, holding me in place. I panicked and tears sprang to my eyes.
"Spying on us again were you? Watching us take a piss! What? Did you think you were invisible?"
"You knew I was here?!" I sobbed, scared by this confrontation.
