Exhausted from a tough work week, lesbians Abby and Sarah decided to go out of town with their gal pals for the weekend. They booked a flight while their friend Jessica booked a hotel for their stay and after much comparing & contrasting, they all settled on Miami, Florida; a welcome escape from the cold of Trenton, New Jersey all the girls lived in. Abby & Sarah laid out the plans for the weekend as the girls waited to board the plane. "Tonight girls," Abby said, "we hit the clubs and paint the sky red! Then tomorrow is a beach day & dinner night. Monday we'll have breakfast before we leave that afternoon." All the girls agreed to the plan and they boarded the plane.
After a couple of hours in the air, the plane touched down at Miami International airport just after noon on Saturday and the girls disembarked. They got their rental car and went straight to the hotel to rest up for their big night ahead, heading out around 6:30 PM. After having dinner, the arrived at the first club around 8 PM. Because four clubs were on the list, Abby told all the girls they should spend no more than one hour in each club, so they could have time to enjoy each place. But after months of arduous work, the rest of the girls were looking to let loose; none of them were paying attention to the clock.
They stayed for close to two hours at the first club and arrived at the second one a quarter after 10. At the second club though, even Abby had lowered her inhibitions and was thoroughly enjoying herself. Her girlfriend Sarah remarked: "Looks like your wings are sprouting, huh Ab?" at one point.
"Got that right honey," Abby replied before asking the rest of the gang: "What shots you gals want? I'm buying." The girls said tequila and Abby ordered a tray or two of tequila shots. The single girls invited the guys they had been flirting with to partake in some shots too. The first round of shots was gone in less than five minutes but Abby ordered two more rounds of shots. She knew she was gonna have a hole in her bank account after this, but it was party time, so she wasn't sweating it. She would have something else to sweat when she and Sarah hot back to their hotel room though.
After hitting the last two clubs, with the "boyfriends for the night" in tow, the girls were tuckered out by about 1 AM, so they called a couple of Ubers to get them back to the hotel. The guys went with the girls they met up to their rooms, while Abby and a pretty lit-up Sarah went to their room. Sarah could barely walk by the time the elevator doors opened, so an also-tipsy Abby propped her up on her shoulders and walked her to the room. The two staggered in, closed the door behind them, and began to undress for bed. It was then that Sarah remembered she had been holding in her pee since the girls arrived at the fourth club. The last time she used the bathroom was before they left the third club, so she was bursting at the seams by now.
Sarah took off her dress and panties - leaving only her bra on - and attempted to walk to the bathroom, but the level of alcohol in her system overruled those intentions. Sarah instead fell to the floor in a kneeling position and right in front of Abby, her bladder opened up and drained itself on the carpet just outside the bathroom. "Sarah, you're peeing on the carpet!" Abby freaked and tried to get Sarah on the toilet. By the time Sarah was seated on the can, her pee had stopped; only a few ounces at most splashed into the water below. While Abby was mortified, Sarah was laughing at what happened.
"Oops, I've sprung a leak," she said as she stumbled out of the bathroom, "Guess I should've gone before we left."
"Yeah, you should have," Abby replied. "I hope we can clean this up." She got some towels from the bathroom and began blotting her girlfriend's pee off the carpet. It was then, however, that Abby felt she had to pee too. She thought she could hold it until Sarah's mess was cleaned, so she kept on blotting as Sarah laid down on the bed. It took Abby close to 20 minutes to clean Sarah's pee and when she was finally done, her bladder was full to bursting. But if Sarah's accident sobered her up for a moment, the cleaning helped that feeling wear off. Abby barely could walk again, but tried to reach the toilet.
She pulled down her panties and as she lifted the toilet lid, she felt like she couldn't hold it anymore. Just like that, Abby's bladder opened up and she flooded the bathroom with her pee; her panties were soaked too. She was even more mortified than when Sarah peed, and understandably so; she hadn't an accident like this since her childhood. Abby grabbed another towel and cleaned her pee from the bathroom as a nearly-naked Sarah laughed herself silly from the bed. Sobered up again from her accident, Abby was having none of Sarah's hysterics. "Can't you at least try to take this seriously?" she said throwing the pee-soaked towel at Sarah.
"How can I take it seriously?" Sarah replied in a drunken mumble. "We've both peed outside the toilet." She then burst out laughing again; her face turning fire engine red.
"Are you saying you have a point?" Abby asked.
"Not really," Sarah replied, "but since we're both sloshed, what's the point of getting up to use the toilet? We're just gonna fall off and pee on the floor anyway." Abby was dumbfounded by this; grown adults pee in the toilet no matter what. At that point though, Abby suddenly lost her balance and peed on the carpet she had just cleaned Sarah's pee off of. Seeing that, Sarah laughingly asked her: "See what I mean Ab? You didn't see that coming." As Sarah laughed herself to the point of unconsciousness, Abby thought about what she had said.
"If we're this drunk," Abby said to herself, "maybe we are just gonna miss the toilet." Deciding her drunk girlfriend was right, perhaps in her drunk state, Abby decided not to worry about using the toilet. She then took off her dress, put a dry pair of panties on, and crawled into bed with Sarah, who was still only wearing her bra. At that point, Sarah began rubbing Abby's clit. "Don't touch me, Sarah, I just peed twice," Abby said.
"It' okay, pee is sterile," Sarah replied, "at least when it comes straight from you. C'mon, rub me and let's do it." With that, Abby took her panties off and reluctantly began rubbing Sarah as well, who took off her bra. The girls were ready before long, so they began scissoring, feeling the sexual excitement rise between them. After a half-hour, Sarah climbed onto Abby's leg and began riding her like a jockey rides a horse. The girls climaxed a half-hour later and were so into ecstasy by then, they forgot about their pee accidents from earlier. Orgasming, however, made them both have to pee - it was just a natural thing their bodies did. Abby rolled off the bed and stumbled to the bathroom, where she stood in the shower and peed down the drain.
Seeing this from the bed, Sarah decoded to it a try too, with one trick. Sarah stood outside the shower and shot her stream into the shower stall, dripping on the floor between her feet. The girls then wiped their pussies dry and went to sleep. After about two hours of sleep, Abby felt a strange sensation underneath her and awoke to see Sarah peeing the bed. "Wake up, Sarah," she said, "you're peeing the bed." Sarah slowly awoke and saw what was happening; her pee stopped just as she looked at the puddle she created on the sheets.
