Pissmas Eve

My husband, Leo, and I had been hosting a Christmas Eve party for many years. As our friends got married, started families, or otherwise lost touch, our group had gotten smaller over time. This year, it was only going to be us and one other couple. Since it was such a small group, we decided to make a weekend getaway of it, and booked a small cabin in the mountains.

We had been friends with Ally and Brad Jones for many years, and often did weekend getaways together. We were more than friends actually. Leo and I were both vey open minded and sexually liberal. We'd been happily married for a little over five years, but we had consensual extramarital activities. The Jones were our sexual partners as well as some of our close friends. We'd been swinging with them for years.

It was Ally's and my idea. Ally had light brown curly hair, big brown eyes, and adorable dimples--plus a nice petite hourglass figure. I was taller with an athletic build, long blonde hair, and blue eyes. I'd been attracted to her immediately and had been delighted to find out that she was also bisexual and married to a man who was sexually open minded. Brad is tall, blond, and blue-eyed, and even in his late 30s, still has a bit of a laid-back surfer vibe. I fuck Brad too. And Ally fucks Leo--he's easy on the eyes too. He's a handsome Korean-American with lovely dark hair and eyes. And he has a very satisfying six-inch cock. Brad's dick is a touch shorter but he had an alarming girth. As much as I liked riding our husbands' cocks, my favorite thing was having sex with Ally while they watched.

The cabin we'd rented for the weekend was in the mountains. It had snowed a couple times already and everything looked wintery but the roads were still passable. The place we were staying was fairly small and cozy with two bedrooms and one bathroom. Just big enough for each couple to have their own room. But we'd almost certainly end up in each other's beds that weekend anyway.

The intimate Christmas party weekend had been off to a great start until the one and only toilet decided it was done flushing. We had left a message for the owner of the house, but hadn't gotten a reply yet--no surprise, late on Christmas Eve. There was an outhouse with a composting toilet on the other side of the property, but the weather made that an unappealing thought unless absolutely necessary.

I started to dread what this meant for the rest of the night. We were all drinking booze and were old enough to know we'd regret it if we didn't drink plenty of water along side it. Unfortunately, that combination was a recipe for regular pee breaks. I tried to put it out of my mind. I'd have no choice but to address it when the time came, but I could at least be a little drunk before we got there.

Leo was the first one to have to pee--briefly interrupting our card game. We were playing at the dining room table, and there was a door to the backyard in the same room. Leo opened the door, and the lucky bastard with a cock simply aimed outside and peed on the patio. If only it was so easy as a woman.

"Cold out there," said Leo, zipping up his pants and washing his hands in the kitchen sink.

He brought another round of beers when he rejoined the table. I knew by the end of another drink, my bladder would be full, but it felt pointless not to indulge with the others, since it would only delay the inevitable slightly.

About 20 minutes later, I noticed Ally had started crossing and uncrossing her legs and shifting in her seat every so often. I recognized the discomfort of a full bladder.

When I met her gaze, she leaned in and whispered in my ear, "I really have to pee. What do you think I should do?"

The men were distracted by taking their turn at the game and didn't pay attention to us.

"I have no idea," I muttered, glad I wasn't the first of us to face the issue. "I mean, there's the outhouse."

"Fuck no. I'll freeze walking over there and it's pitch black."

"Your turn," said Brad, looking to his wife. "What are you girls whispering about?"

"Uh..." Ally blushed and then admitted, "Where we can go pee."

"Since we don't have the luxury of aiming a penis outside," I added.

"Suppose I could go out on the deck if I get my boots," she mused. There was now enough snow on the ground to require boots instead of shoes or slippers.

"You'd freeze to death out there," said Leo, eyeing her outfit. "Just sticking my dick out for a minute was a lot."

It wasn't right about her weather inappropriate outfit. Ally and I had bought Christmas lingerie together before the trip to surprise the boys with. We chose short silky night gowns in the same style except mine was red with white lace and hers was white with red lace. The heat was on and house was toasty, so we changed after dinner so we could show them off as we lounged around that evening. They were very sexy outfits, even with the fuzzy socks we were wearing to keep out feet warm. Perfect for inside--completely wrong for going out in below freezing weather.

"Ugh, fuck," Ally moaned. "I can't believe our only toilet is out of commission."

"You could...pee in a glass," I suggested. "Then empty it in the sink."

"Kristi!" she admonished me, looking mortified by the idea.

"Kinda weird under other circumstances, but you don't have many options," I shrugged, trying to ignore the fact that I'd soon be in the same boat.

"No one is going to judge you, hon," Brad reassured her, rubbing her knee.

She groaned but reluctantly stood up, shifting slightly on her feet as she did. She went to the kitchen and looked at the selection of glassed. "Oh my god, why do they all have to be so small?"

Indeed, it looked like all the glassware wasn't more than 8-12 ounces. I wasn't sure how much pee I had, but I was willing to bet it was more than would fit in one glass.

Ally chose a drinking glass and glanced over at the rest of us sitting at the table. "Be right back," she said awkwardly.

"You may as well do it right there," said Brad before she could head to the bathroom. "Doesn't smell good in there, remember?"

"Okay, but don't look," she said.

We all agreed. I tried to study my hand of cards very hard but could still see her in my peripheral.

A moment later, she said, "Can you hold my skirt up, Kristi?" She was holding the glass between her legs under her dress. At least we hadn't bothered buying the matching underwear. Made one less thing to deal with.

I wasn't really phased by the request. We'd shared a bathroom before, as many female friends do at some point, and we'd even had to help hold each other's clothes out of the way.

"I'm gonna squat just a little so I can cover my pussy and hopefully not make a mess," Ally told me. "Can you hold my nightgown up around my waist?"

"No problem." I stood behind her and hiked the fabric up around her waist. Since neither of us had anything on underneath, I got a nice view of her juicy bare ass. I'd fucked her with a strap-on in that position before. My pussy throbbed as I thought wistfully of it while I stared at her succulent butt.

Ally took a deep breath, no doubt trying to relax enough to relieve herself in their odd situation. She was standing with her feet shoulder width apart and knees parted as she squatted a couple inches, making it easier to position the cup. "Okay," she whispered quietly, maybe to reassure herself. A couple seconds later her stream started. It sounded comically loud as it forcefully hit the glass.

"Damn, you really had to go," said Brad.

"Oh my god, stop listening," said Ally as she continued to urinate.

I glanced over and noticed both men were watching us. They had a profile view of our activities since we were faced slightly towards the sink. Drawn by the sound of the loud hiss of pee, I couldn't help curiously looking over Ally's shoulder. Being a few inches taller than her, I could easily see her progress. Faintly yellow urine was already more than halfway up the glass and she was still going strong. As it neared the top, I saw her body stiffen and I could tell she was forcing herself to stop peeing.

Once the sound of her flow had stopped, she carefully took the glass away from her crotch and dumped it in the sink and then washed her hands. Turning to the dining room again, she saw our husbands facing us.

"Oh my god you were watching!" she scolded, blushing furiously again. "Why were you watching?"

Leo and Brad just shrugged. Leo said, "It not something you see everyday, is it?" and Brad said, "It's your turn, if you're done."

We returned to the table and jumped back into the game immediately as a distraction.

As expected, by the time I had finished my beer, I was the one squirming in my seat. It was my turn to awkwardly pee in a drinking glass.

Reading my body language, Leo handed me the empty water glass that was on the table in front of him. "Here you go, babe." Before I could stand to go to the kitchen, he said, "May as well do it right here. Probably easier for you to do sitting."

I was a little surprised and uncomfortable with his suggestion of peeing into a glass while sitting at the table with my friends, but he was right about it probably being easier to do sitting down than how Ally had done it standing. I took the glass from him. I wanted to tell everyone not to look, but they had disregarded Ally's request, so I didn't even bother.

I spread my legs boldly--everyone there had seen my vagina many times, and I liked exposing myself to them. My clit is a bit larger than average, as is my meaty hood which only partially covers my pleasure pearl, however by inner labia were small. It was still the prospect of peeing that made me nervous. Nonetheless, I moved to the edge of the chair so I was just on the edge. Completely spread out, it was easy to place the rim of the glass around my whole pussy.

No sooner was the cup in place than I started bursting pee. It was just as loud and aggressive sounding as when Ally had done it. I was watching the glass fill with my clear fluids, enjoying how the heat of my urine was making the cup warm. I could feel my friends' eyes on me. There was a sort of mutual curiosity for some reason. Probably because it was an activity that we never watched others do, and we were feeling loose after a few drinks.

My bladder had been extremely full when I started peeing, and even as the glass neared full, my flow was heavy. "Shit," I muttered. I held my breath and clenched my muscles, stopping my stream just in time. I took it away very carefully. So full it was in danger of spilling. I carefully walked to the sink and emptied it.

Suddenly, the urge to go hit me strong again and I quickly shoved it between my legs as I started to urinate again. It lasted for about five seconds and I'd ended up spritzing a bit on my hands some how. Glad no one would be able to see that detail, I dumped my pee and washed my hands. For some reason, I was a little embarrassed by my emergency second pee and I hoped no one would mention it. They didn't. Everyone was pretending to take the situation very casually.

About an hour later, we decided to wrap up our card game and watch a movie instead.

"Perfect timing," said Brad, standing up from the table. "I gotta take a leak now anyway."

I expected him to go to the door like Leo, but to my surprise, he went to the kitchen like Ally had. Why would he want to pee into a cup? He undid his jeans and pulled out his manhood, giving it an affectionate stroke. Even though he was mostly soft, his cock still filled his hand as he held it. He stepped up to the sink and angled his dick up slightly. A little dribble of fluid came out of the tip and dripped on the floor, and then, to my shock, he started peeing in a small arc, directly into the kitchen sink. I gawked at him as he peed in it with ease.

Still urinating, Brad glanced over and said, "Perks of having a cock." He smirked and took a sizable step back, adjusting his aim and force slightly as he did so his jet continued to go into the sink.

I watched jealously, forgetting to think about how weird his display was for a moment. I noticed his cock had grown a little harder as he'd gone on. As his stream weakened, he stepped forward to the sink again. After his steady flow stopped, he let out two extra squirts accompanied by quiet grunts.

He shook the last pee drops off, squeezing his cock a little and stroking it again before putting it back in his pants where his half-chub created an attractive bulge. I felt my pussy grow wet as I looked at it.

"I think I'll change into my pajamas now," said Brad. Leo agreed and both left the room.

"I should probably pee again before we start the movie," said Ally.

"Same," I agreed. Feeling pretty tipsy, we had both switched to water for the time being and I was feeling extremely full.

"Wish we could just pee in the sink like them," she said, voicing my own thoughts.

"Well, we can pee in the sink I guess, but not like a man."

"What, like sit on the counter and pee into it?"

Ally's suggestion was actually more practical than my idea, but I said it anyway, "I meant getting on the counter and squatting over it." I giggled and said, "Your way is probably easier."

"Yeah..." Ally bit her lip, "but I kinda like your idea for some reason."

"I will if you will," I grinned sheepishly.

"Alright," she agreed. "I'm gonna take this off though so I don't have to worry about it." She took off her nightgown and tossed it on the table and I followed suit.

I admired her nude form. She had large full breasts and her light pink nipples hardened and extended to an attractive length as I watched. My own tan nipples were screwed up into hard nubs too. My eyes moved down to her pussy which had a decorative patch of light hair on her mound. I liked it when she kept her hair like that because with her lips bare it really showed off one of my favorite features about her body. Her big inner labia. They were large enough that they flared out, dangling attractively beyond her pussy lips. My clit was throbbing and I felt blood rushing to the area as I lusted over my naked friend.

Ally sat on the counter swung her legs up, getting to her knees. "Get up here with me," she said. "I want to hold on to you so I don't fall."

"Good idea." We were both tipsy enough to need each others support. I got on the counter too.

She got up from her knees, putting one foot on either side of the sink, planting her feet at the edge. She was sitting facing me, giving me an awesome view of her meaty cunt naturally spread. Her pleasure button wasn't large, but she had a very small clit hood so it was fully exposed too. She carefully pushed herself to her feet and shifted her weight. She was in a squat so low that her butt was almost in the large sink.

For some reason, my instinct was to mirror her position on my side. I reached out for her and we grasped forearms for support. I couldn't believe we were about to pee like that. Squatting over the sink. Facing each other. Holding on to each other.

"Wow, you're super turned on right now," said Ally, who was openly staring at my spread vagina.

My clitoris always gives it away because it swells up obviously when I get excited. Now was one of those times. It had pushed back its hood and was protruding proudly.

"Yeah. Cause I was looking at your cunt and thinking I'd rather eat it than watch a movie."

"Sounds good to me," she grinned. Hearing liquid hit the basin, I looked down, watching a dribble of clear pee come out of Ally's vagina. "Ohh," she moaned quietly, starting to release more. It sprinklered out of her slightly, some warms drops even landing on my legs, but I stayed in place.

Unable to hold back any longer, a jet of pee burst from me. I yelped in surprise as it went straight up in between us and then rained down in the sink. Ally and I both giggled. Hearing laughter beside me, I realized our husbands had returned and were now watching our bizarre act.

"I'll try to aim into the sink this time," I muttered, completely caught off guard by the direction my pee had been launched. I tipped my hips down slightly before letting out a forceful blast. "Oh fuck!" My jet went straight out in front of me with enough force to hit Ally's pussy. "I'm so sorry."

Ally was obviously shocked, but to my surprise said, "Don't worry about it. We can clean up after. Let's just finish."

Taking that as a sort of consent to continue, I didn't bother changing my aim; instead, I kept launching my thick stream straight at her pussy. I was fixated on the sight of my pee rocketing at her slit. When I shifted my weight slightly, Ally let out a soft cry of pleasure and I realized I started hitting her directly on the clitoris.

"Oh fuck," she breathed, also staring down at our privates. "Why does that feel so good?" It looked like the surprise pleasure had made her stop peeing, though it was hard to tell with my own juice splashing her.

"Yeah, you like that clitoral piss massage?" What I was saying and doing all felt very perverse, but I couldn't stop, now distracted by my desire to keep pleasuring Ally, even if it was in an unconventional way.

"Oh yes," she moaned. "Fuck. That is surprisingly good."

Hearing a rhythmic fapping sound, I glanced over long enough to see a bottle of lube on the counter and both men with dicks in hand. As much as I loved watching them masturbate, I returned my focus to Ally quickly, not wanting to miss my target. I power washed her nub as her breathing grew faster. I was fascinated by how the big round jet had become flat and precise and was shooting out aggressively; I was having a lot of fun aiming it.

"Keep pissing, keep pissing," Ally muttered desperately. One of my favorite things about fucking Ally after having a few drinks was that she lets her guard down when she orgasms--showing her true o-face instead of trying to be pretty. I loved the way her brows knit together and her mouth parted slightly in a silent scream as she got close to the peak. "Fuck. This is making me cum," she announced.

I watched her slit clench repeatedly and her mouth opened further, letting out a soft cry of delight. I only stopped blasting when her clit stopped twitching and I was close to empty. I could feel my pussy clenched with arousal and my clit tingling. Despite how bizarre it had been, I'd found it strangely arousing. Evidentially they all had, since Ally had cum and the men had been working their cocks to the sight and were now sporting attractive erections.

"Wow," said Ally, still breathing heavily. She sat back on the counter, though she didn't bother closing her legs as she recovered, keeping her pee drenched pussy fully exposed. "That might have been the weirdest orgasm I've ever had."

I nodded. It had been the weirdest way I'd ever induced an orgasm, that's for sure. I was about to sit back on the counter too and get out of the somewhat uncomfortable position, but Ally stopped me, saying, "Holy shit, look at that big cum drip hanging out of your pussy."

From my angle looking down, all I could see was my swollen clitoris, but leaning forward a bit allowed me to see the long whiteish strand that was leaking from me. The guys came in closer so they could see it too.

"Nice," grinned Brad, his hand returning to his cock.

"Mm, your cunt looks so aroused," said Leo.

"You look like you need to cum," said Ally knowingly.

I nodded, desperate to get a release and getting even more turned on as my friends described by vagina. I sat back on the counter, adjusting my position so that my legs were open wide and angled so everyone could see clearly. Then I used one finger to scoop up my dripping cum and rubbed it gently on the tip of my nub. It felt like a hard pebble under my finger.

I stopped, examining my privates, and then used one hand to pull my clitoral hood back so my female erection was fully exposed. It was completely engorged and a light purplish color. I started massaging the top and the sides, moaning a little as I did. I pushed my clit back and forth. I knew I wouldn't need much to make me cum, but I was really enjoying masturbating in front of them, so I kept myself from reach the peak just quite yet.