Warning: This story involves heavy piss and golden shower themes. Don't read if this disturbs you.
PART ONE:
Riley sat in her car, the engine off, inside a parking spot of the bar's lot. Her fingers thrummed nervously on the steering wheel. Next to her in the passenger seat was her friend and lover Liz who had just unbuckled the seat belt. Liz made no move to exit the car because she noticed Riley frozen in place.
"Ummm, Rye?" Liz asked. "We going in?"
Riley seemed to jump at the sound of her name like she had forgotten Liz was there. "Huh? Yeah. Yes, of course," she answered. "I'm just a little nervous is all."
Liz said, "Yeah I can see that. But I mean, why? This is YOUR thing."
"My thing? How can something be just my thing? You like it too."
"Yes I do. I love everything we do. But it wasn't me asking you to pee on me. So, your thing."
"Oh! Forgive me for being adventurous in our sex life!"
"Calm down Rye. I'm not placing blame. Remember, I fell in love with it too."
"Yeah. I know. And I love doing it with you. But we're always at our place. In the bathroom. This is so......out in the open."
Liz placed her hand onto Riley's which seemed to calm her down some. At least she stopped her fingers from thrumming the wheel.
Riley and Liz had met during their junior year in college. By their senior year they were not only lovers but rather inseparable. After graduation they had bought a house together and planned on getting married.
Riley had just turned 22 years old, was 5' 8" tall and weighed 130 pounds. She was a simple 36 C cup with nipples that grew to about 2" long when she was excited. When she went braless, she definitely poked through her shirt. Mid shoulder length brown hair and blue eyes accentuated a very cute face.
Liz was still 21 years old, was 5' 8" as well but was a chunkier 160 pounds. 38 D cups were her proudest feature she thought. Long blonde hair with green eyes completed what most of her lesbian lovers had called her hotness. Liz didn't agree with other's views because she thought her weight was an issue.
Riley finally shook her head and said, "Ok. Let's go."
The two women exited the car. Riley was about to lock the doors but Liz said, "Wait. Should we take our panties off to make it easier on us?"
It was summertime and both girls had worn summer dresses as they thought it would make for an easier time peeing. Riley agreed with Liz's sentiment though and they both shimmied out of their panties and threw them in the car.
They held hands and giggled a little bit as they approached the entrance to the bar. Liz opened the door and followed Riley as she entered.
PART TWO:
The girls entered into a 20 X 20 foyer with tall double doors directly across from the main doors. To the left there was a counter that went from wall to wall. A tall muscular woman stood, bouncer-like, to the side of the double doors. Another woman stood behind the counter where there was a cash register. Two huge, yellow signs with black lettering, adorned each door and proclaimed "Warning: You will get wet with piss!"
Riley snorted laughter and they stepped to the counter. Even though it was muffled, loud contry music could be heard on the other side of the doors.
"Welcome to The Wet Bar," the woman behind the counter said. "Ever been here before?" When she saw both girls shake their heads she smiled and went into her sales pitch.
"Ok, first I need your ID's. There is a $20 cover per person. You can set up a tab at the bar with your first drink order. Please understand the waitresses rely on tips. You can leave one tip on a card that will be divided amongst everyone.
"And please understand, there is a lot of clean up costs involved for the owners so there is a separate cash tip jar if you have a good time and feel you want to help out. Other than that, have a great time."
The girls showed their ID's and Riley took care of the cover charge. They each got a wrist band with the day's color. Riley took a deep breath and opened the door for Liz. The music definitely got louder, but it was not dance club level.
As they entered the main room, the first thing Riley noticed was the distinct smell of urine in the air. Her pussy instantly dampened. Liz gripped Riley's hand tight.
The dance floor in front of them was huge, the entire room cavernous! Each end of the room had a full length, wall to wall bar with several servers at both. Barstools ran the entire length of each bar and on each side was a modest seating section.
It seemed most of the women mingled about anyways or danced so there seemed to be plenty of seats available. Inbetween both bar sections on the far wall stood a platform with a sign above it that read "Tap Area".
Two women were seated in this area and two waitresses who were bottomless stood over them. It was very clear the waitresses were pissing onto the two customers. Riley looked at Liz and mouthed "Wow"!
The girls made their way to a bar and sat. A beautiful bartender approached and took their order as they set up a tab. "On tap?" she asked. Having guessed what that meant, Riley told her bottles for now.
As Riley and Liz nursed their first beer, the woman next to Liz winked then proceeded to piss all over the stool and the floor. Riley leaned over and whispered into Liz's ear, "Ok that was just fucking hot!"
They ordered a second beer and about halfway through them, Liz started to fidget. The stranger hopped off her stool and approached the pair. "Your friend needs to pee. Are you going to play?"
Riley said, "Well, we're kinda new. I think we were just gonna, you know, start slow and just pee on the floor."
"Oh that would be a horrible waste for newbies. Would you mind if I had a taste?" the stranger asked.