4 comments/ 88013 views/ 11 favorites A Holiday in Looe Ch. 01 By: leaky_one Emma & Mark -- On The Way Home from the Pub Background: Looe is a historical fishing village in Cornwall (UK) just a little further down the coast from the coastal city of Plymouth. All over Looe the pubs were closing for the night, disgorging their drunken patrons onto the narrow cobbled streets. Mark and Emma staggered out of the door of their own chosen drinking establishment and into the refreshing cool of the evening air. The street was filled with drunken revellers, milling around, laughing, staggering and just generally hanging around. The night still seemed young and nobody seemed interested in going home to bed. On the adjacent street which quickly turned upwards up a short hill, a young man had his back to the street and from his pose it was obvious that he was busily relieving himself over the shop door in front of him. Eager for a better view and maybe a glance at his prick and his shooting golden stream, Emma grabbed Mark's hand and surreptitiously guided him over to the nearby wall. Making a show of affection by placing her hands around his waist, she drew him closer trying to ignore his beer breath, and used the excuse to take a good stare at the pissing man. Sure enough, the bloke was in full flow. Emma could quite clearly see his pissing member as he held it in his hands directing his spray up and down over the shop door. It was quite obvious that he was enjoying his piss immensely and that he was trying to spray as much of the shop door with his golden pee as possible. Emma watched on entranced by this free golden shower show. She wished she control her own piss direction as easily. She would love to be able to spray her golden juices all over somebody's door just like this man was doing now. Several more seconds passed and slowly the shooting stream of piss leaving the dick of the man began to droop and wane. As soon as he was done pissing he tucked his dick back into his pants and walked off leaving a large obvious piss stain all over the door for the shop owner to find the next day. Suddenly Emma realised that Mark was talking to her. Staring away from the piss stained door she focused her attention on her boyfriend. "Come on let's get something to eat," he said breathing heavily into her ear. "Fish and chips," Emma suggested. Grabbing her hand Mark set off down the crowded street. On their way, they passed a dark archway leading to a narrow walkway leading to the harbour front. Several feet inside the darkened enclosure, Emma could make out the forms of three women all squatting down over the cobbled floor. Although she couldn't see their uncovered pussies, it didn't take much to guess that these girls were in the act of relieving themselves over the floor. Mark however had missed the sight as she was sure he would have stopped for a good look. Feeling the growing ache in her own bladder, Emma was quite tempted to nip back and join them. In her mind she fantasised about entering the walkway where the women were busily peeing over the floor, and then pulling down her skirt and panties before joining them in a squatting position over the floor. She wondered how they would react as she started to spray her own shower of pee over the cobbles, her spent urine flowing over the ground to merge into the collective pee pool at their feet. Just then they passed two more men who were in the act of relieving themselves. They had their backs to the streets, both hands holding their exposed cocks, aiming their flowing piss streams over the window of a camera shop. They were laughing whilst they carried out their acts of piss vandalism whilst on the over side of the narrow street two girls waited, obviously their girlfriends. Neither girl seemed to be proud of what her boyfriend was doing which Emma thought was a great shame. Had Mark not been with her then she was sure she would have gone over and offered to hold the cock of one of the boys. If she couldn't spray her own pee over a shop window then why shouldn't she help somebody who could? As they progressed down the neon lit street they passed by the various assortment of small shops that formed the retail heart of the small Cornish town. Emma wondered as to Mark's staying power. Normally he would have needed to take a piss of his own by now. On the same subject, Emma realised she too was getting ready for a pee. The urge in her bladder was getting quite acute by now and she realised that she would need to go in the next minute or so or otherwise the red panties she was wearing under her skirt would be getting a good soaking. Not that Emma had anything against pissing in her underwear. At home, on many an occasion she had purposely let loose with a strong squirting shower of her hot pee, straight out of her pussy and directly into her panties. She loved the lovely warm sensation as her piss flowed out of her muff lips and into her underwear, feeling the material dampen as it absorbed her hot piss. Then the lovely damp stain would grow as she pissed more and more of her hot urine into her panties. The feeling would grow spreading outwards around her crotch and down and around to cover her bum cheeks with her spent pee. Just remembering all the times she had purposely peed into her clothes was tempting Emma to have a quick go now. Just a little squirt she thought - nothing too much as to cause a running stream down to the floor for all to see. Emma was just about to let loose a little pee into her panties when Mark suddenly stopped. Emma came out of her fantasy world of panty peeing and took in their surroundings. They were just a little short of the old stone church that lay to the left on the main street. On the same side and just behind them was a large open courtyard where the tourist information office was situated. On their right a line of shops continued down to a split in the road where the upward slope led back to their accommodation. Letting go of her hand Mark wandered off in the direction of the Supermarket mumbling something about only being a minute. Emma watched him go and was not surprised when he stopped in front of the shop window and started to fumble at the fastener to his pants. Within seconds Mark was taking a piss. From behind Emma witnessed the sight as the first of his piss started to play over the glass window, splashing off in all directions as Mark waved his pee stream back and forwards. Seeing her boyfriend relieving himself made Emma realise just how desperate to pee she now was. She dare not risk a quick piss in her panties now as she wouldn't be able to control the resulting torrent that would come gushing out of her pussy lips. Where could she go for a pee of her own? On the street people were still walking by, seemingly oblivious to the sight of Mark pissing on the supermarket window. If he could get away with it then why shouldn't she? With her mind made up, Emma decided that she would take her own piss in the street as well. The next shop from the Supermarket had a short brick wall lining a small enclosure before the shop front. This was perfect for Emma. Going to stand by it she faced the street. Looking around she made sure nobody was paying specific attention to her before reaching up to her waist. With one deft motion Emma drew down both her skirt and panties all the way to her knees. Now she was stood in the street with both her nude bum cheeks and exposed triangle of public hairs that made up her pussy, on complete display to the entire world. Quickly Emma squatted down on the brick wall in front of the shop. The bricks were cold to her bare flesh and she felt the chill emanating through her skin as she drew herself backwards so that both her bum and pussy lips were hanging over the void behind the bricks. Within seconds Emma had started her toilet. Immediately her pussy lips parted to allow her pee hole to open wide sending out a thick, hot, golden spray of her pee shooting force from her hairy pussy and raining down to cover the wall with a running stream of piss. The feeling of relief was ecstasy as Emma sat with her bum and pussy over the edge of the wall, busily taking a hot pee all over the brick work and then down to the floor below. The warm spray of her piss stream passing close to her thighs as it spurted out from her pussy was a stark contrast to the cold against her legs. Under her bare wide bum cheeks her hot golden pee spray continued to rain down over the bricks covering them in a large damp sheen. On the floor stone tiles below a small puddle was growing larger as Emma continued her toilet. Emma marvelled at the sensation of taking a piss in public. Here she was with her panties and skirt halfway down her legs, her bum stuck out over a shop wall whilst she did her toilet in the open. People were still walking up and down the street and not one person was paying special attention to either her or Mark whilst they peed in the open. Between her legs her golden piss shower was still squirting strongly out of her pussy. Emma was enjoying her toilet in the street immensely. Wouldn't this be fantastic fun if you could do this all the time, she wondered, still pissing over the shop wall below. She also wondered what the shop keeper would think in the morning when he saw her piss puddle on the floor and the tell tale stain on the wall. 'I bet he wished he'd been here to watch me stick my nude bum over his wall and a take a piss in his garden,' she thought. Two men were passing her at the moment. One said something and poked his mate to gain his attention before pointing at the semi naked form of the pissing Emma. Panicking she tried to stop her pee, the hot flow off her shooting piss still emanating strongly form her uncovered muff. Fortunately they just laughed at her and started to walk off. Giving them a suitable reply with her fingers Emma tried to start peeing again but the shock of discovery had shaken her nerves too much. Reluctantly she clambered off the wall and pulled up her clothing to quickly cover her private parts from view. In her mind she was determined to come back tomorrow to visit the shop in daylight to witness how much of a mess she had made with her piss. Collecting Mark from where he had ended up after his own pee, staring into the book shop window, the couple headed off back down the street to the Fish and Chip shop. The next twenty minutes passed without much excitement. Whilst standing outside the food shop busily munching on their meal, Emma took the time to fill up with lots of fizzy pop drink. She was definitely going to take another naughty leak before the end of the night and she wanted to have as much pee inside her as possible. Just before they finished Emma witnessed a group of girls in the car park opposite acting suspiciously. One by one each girl suddenly vanished from sight as she crouched down behind the back of a large sports saloon and it didn't take much for Emma to work out that they were taking turns to relieve themselves. Her own bladder urge was growing by the second and she new it wouldn't be long before she was ready to pee. Discarding their rubbish Mark started to head back in the direction of their accommodation. Desperately Emma wondered what she could say to get Mark to allow her to find a suitably naughty place for her piss. Setting off after her boyfriend she caught up with him a few paces down the street where a narrow set of steep steps led upwards, a short cut between the shops and to the street adjacent to the building they were stopping in. Reaching Mark she looked up the steps and saw why Mark had not already started to ascend. About twenty steps up from the street a young blond haired woman was squatting with her bare legs parted wide. From her golden haired muff was squirting a long arch stream of clear piss, flying through the air to patter noisily over the steps near the bottom. "Sorry!" the woman giggled not making any attempt to stop urinating. "I'm next. You'll have to wait if you want to come up," said a second voice from the gloom of the steps behind the pissing blond. In the shadows Emma could now see a second woman, this time a brunette with long flowing hair, equally as pretty as the girl currently showing off her pissing pussy. Taking a long good look at the spraying torrent of clear urine gushing from the pussy lips of the blond girl, Emma decided it would not be too much of a good idea for her boyfriend to witness anymore beautiful pussies, especially ones taking a piss. Grabbing his arm she yanked him away from the steps. "If you want to watch somebody take a pee then you can watch me," she said huskily in his ear. "I really need to go and I want to be really naughty. Understand?" Mark didn't reply, simply nodding his acknowledgment. Already an idea had started to form in Emma's head as to where she could naughtily relive herself. Heading back on themselves they made their way to the harbours edge where all the large fishing fleet were moored for the night. "I want to pee on one of those," Emma said pointing at a big trawler moored nearby. "OK, but be quick in case somebody sees you," Mark replied letting go of her hand. It took only moments for Emma to scramble aboard the trawler. Being a half moon, the high tide mark still meant that the boats were still relatively low in the water so it meant that Mark who was stood on the quayside had a perfect view as she started to pull down her short skirt and red panties. Discarding her clothing on a pile of rope Emma went to squat down in the middle of the wide deck. Ignoring Mark above her she stared down at her pubic triangle nestled between her legs as she got ready to pee. It was a clear night and as Emma suddenly started to urinate, it quite easy for both of them to witness her piss stream as it shot out from her pussy triangle and started to patter noisily over the deck of the fishing boat. Squirting harder and harder Emma watched with glee as the impact point of her shooting piss stream moved further and further away from her body. As her pee flowed over the deck it sent off running streams in all directions whilst her main shower continued to noisily rain down in one spot. Emma's relief lasted ten long wonderful seconds. Pissing over the deck of the trawler was not possibly as much fun as peeing over the wall in the high street, but yet it was undeniably as much as a turn on. Just as Emma's finished her toilet a new pattering sound started to emanate from the wooden decking. Looking up from the view of her pussy as she did one last squirt of piss, she saw that Mark had produced his penis out of his pants and was in the processing of decorating the deck of the trawler with a piss of his own. Grabbing her clothing Emma started to dress all the time watching Mark directing his golden shower up and down the deck. By the time he had finished, the deck of trawler was covered with two large pools of cooling urine, glistening brightly in the moonlight. Mark helped her climb out of the fishing boat and silently they made their way back to their accommodation. Both knew that their naughty toilets would be foreplay for the delicious fuck they would soon be enjoying. A Holiday in Looe Ch. 02 Emma woke from a beautiful dream about peeing in a swimming pool with a bunch of her friends. They had all been nude, sat side by side with their wide naked bum cheeks resting on the cold slabs that formed the flooring around the pool's edge. There were five of them in total. Emma's was at the far right with her best friend Lindsey to her immediate left. Taller than Emma, the twenty-one year old had long straight strands of midnight black hair which down to her bare shoulders. Her breasts were smaller than the full roundness of Emma's boobs, but were beautifully proportioned to the girl's slim and seductive figure. Between Lindsey's legs and from the base of her black haired pubic triangle had been squirting a long golden stream of twisting piss, spraying over the pool's edge and splattering down into the water below. From Emma's own semi-shaved pussy triangle was shooting a similar stream of hot pee; squirting from her lower lips as she relived herself into the swimming pool water. Emma had been conscious of the other girls in the line starting to pee as well, the collective sounds of their urine showers increasing in volume as they all joined in. She had really been enjoying the sensation of urinating with her pals in such a naughty location when suddenly a warm wetness coming from her left leg grabbed her intention. In her dream Emma had stared down in belief to see Lindsey's golden piss fountain now impossibly squirting over the girl's left leg and pattering down on her leg! Now awake but still muddled from her dreamlike state, Emma was still aware of the warm wet sensation running over her leg. Groggily she sat up in bed. The room was illuminated by a soft moonlight glow streaming in through the window blinds. Still unsure of self, her waking mind still sorting out the where and when of her current location, Emma pulled back the bed sheets and stared in horror at the sight below. Her boyfriend, Mark, who was still snoring away in his alcoholic fuelled slumber, was clutching his long limp member in one hand, waving in slightly around in the gap in the bed sheets that had been formed between their sleeping bodies. What had shocked Emma was the sight of the golden pee escaping the slit at the end of Mark's dick and which was now landing on her left leg. In revulsion at the sight of her boyfriend peeing all over her bare skin, Emma fumbled to escape the remaining bed covers that covered her naked body. Landing heavily she dropped to the thick bedroom carpet. By now her mind had woken enough to remind her that she was still on holiday in the fishing village of Looe; a town that seemed more aptly named by the minute. Staring back at the bed she had just escaped she witnessed Mark coming to the end of his unconscious toilet. A large damp stain now lay in her former space, the bed sheets soaked with Mark's pee. Rubbing one hand over the warm dampness on her leg she tried to dry herself off by repeatedly rubbing her wet hand through the thick carpet material. She was still half asleep and she had no desire to rise and leave the room. In fact it was wonderfully warm and pleasant in the room and the carpet felt lovely under her bare flesh. Wistfully she gazed down at Mark's cock which was still holding in one hand. He had such an incredibly long and thick penis and Emma was very glad that she was his. Just staring at his manhood reminded her of the fuck session they had enjoyed earlier. Halfway though their shag he had ordered her to turn around so her could fuck her from behind. As his long and very hard dick had once again slid into her wet pussy hole she had gasped in ecstasy at the mind blowing sensation coming from her love palace. The angle of his entry was giving her an amazing turn-on, even better than before. Mark had then started to pump away, his rhythm increasing as the seconds flew by, driving his hardness up and down inside her pussy. Finally he had exploded with his white cum landing on her bare bum cheeks as he withdrew and purposely allowed his sperm to decorate her flesh. Emma sighed wistfully in the quiet of the room. There was no sound from the rest of the house, everybody else lost in their slumbers. She was now crouched on the floor, her legs tucked under her body and her firm breasts hovering just above the bed sheets. Mark's cock continued to entice her as she wondered if she should wake him to either rage at him for pissing over her or simply for another fuck. Maybe she should even use the first as an excuse for the second? Emma bent over the bed and gave her boyfriend an experimental shove. If anything, Mark's snoring increased slightly. She tried another prod calling his name quietly in his ear. There was still no response except for him to release his cock and roll his head around. 'Sod it!' she thought. If Mark didn't want to play then there was no reason why she shouldn't enjoy herself. Bending down over the bed so that her hardened nipples brushed the soft fabric, Emma took her boyfriend's limp penis in one hand and turned it around in the direction of her now questing tongue. The first taste of Mark's manhood ran along her taste buds sending her hormones racing. At the end of her lick she reached his bell end, the sensation changing as she slowly allowed her mouth to close around his cock. Slowly she allowed his prick to dominate her mouth as she sank lower around his hot flesh. Emma loved giving Mark a blow job and often thought she could keep it up for hours, just letting his cock slid in and out of her mouth. Already she could feel his dick hardening in response to her ministrations. This was simply more stimulus for Emma who wrapped a loving tongue around his manhood, tracing her way upwards to the pee slit at the top. Emma's full red lips slid off the end of Mark's cock long enough for her to give his penis an appreciate stare at its improving condition. With her mind full of the mental image of his erect dick she sank back down again to enjoy another lick and taste of his prick inside her mouth. One hand was now cupping Mark's balls, gentle caressing them as she continued to sample his manhood with her flicking tongue. Her second hand had of its own accord slipped in between her warm thighs and was now sliding into the warm dampness of her love hole. Her hormones were raging now, her cheeks flushed with excitement as she masturbated. At the very back of Emma's mind another sensation was also calling for attention. All the drink she had consumed during their night out was starting to demand release. The feeling continued to grow intertwining with her flushed pleasure coming from other sources. Finally at last, her bladder urge registered on Emma's conscious mind. There was simply no way that she was braking off her current actions to do something as mundane as visiting the bathroom. Slowly a very naughty idea started to form in Emma's head. The bedroom carpet was lovely and thick and would surely have little trouble soaking up any minor spillage. This idea grew in her mind and she could feel her pee getting ready for her release. Already she had subconsciously parted her legs so that her pussy had clear aim at the floor. Finally the moment arrived when Emma could hold back no more. With her eyes closed and her mouth full of Mark's cock, she started to pee. Immediately a warm sensation started to grow between her thighs as a fat squirting stream of her urine burst from her pussy lips and sprayed downwards. She hadn't bothered to withdraw the hand that had been fingering her love tunnel and hot pee immediately washed over her fingers. The feeling was electric; her golden pussy shower was an intense aphrodisiac as it squirted over her hand before raining down to the carpet between her thighs. She was still sucking and licking Mark's incredible hard penis. He was still lost in his slumbers but every so often a soft groan would intermix with his snores as he reacted to her stimulus. The blow job she was giving Mark was now nothing compared to the hot warm wet rush squirting from her lower lips. She had never imaged that having a piss could be so incredibly horny. She already knew she was on the verge of climaxing as soon as she had finished peeing and wanted to extend the pleasure as long as possible. Desperately she tried to hold back on her pissing, forcing her open pee hole to a smaller more restrictive size. The carpet between her legs was now deliciously sodden with her spent piss, its warm dampness an intoxicating turn-on as she allowed her hand that was still inside her pee stream to move downwards to stroke across the wet puddle. Her pee stream was dwindling now. She really had been desperate and the floor was now covered with a sizeable damp stain where her urine spray had landed. She groaned in ecstasy she allowed her last amount of pee to escape her body in several small quick squirts. The warm jets of piss flowed momentarily over her fingers, the hotness of her pee an exquisite sensation flowing over her skin. A few droplets of yellow pee escaped her pussy lips and fell to the pee patch below. Immediately her fingers were back inside herself, driving her on to a thundering orgasm. At the very last moment she released Mark's dick from her mouth and let her body fall sideways to the floor where she lay in her post orgasmic bliss. One leg now lay in the pee puddle on the carpet but she couldn't care less now. Her peeing over the floor whilst sucking on her boyfriend's dick has been the most erotic thing she had ever done and had a very real intention to try it again. However, this would have to wait for another night as Emma was now very tired. Finally she picked herself off the carpet. Clambering over still slumbering boyfriend whose penis had by now lost its erection, she entered the bed on the opposite side forcing Mark to roll over to sleep in his own pee stain. With a deep contented sigh Emma closed her eyes and slipped almost immediately back into a wonderful dream and its waiting swimming pool. A Holiday in Looe Ch. 03 Emma woke to the sound of rain pattering against the window. At least that was her first thought as she rose from slumber. Blinking the sleep out of her eyes she stared upwards at the rooms' ceiling which was currently illuminated by bright sunlight. Confused and still not fully conscious she rolled over onto one side with one arm flung outwards in search of her boyfriend. All she found was a slight damp spot in the middle of the bed and an empty space where Mark should have been. Rolling around onto her stomach, her large naked breasts brushing against the pillows, she stared towards the sound of the pattering noise. This was only to discover Mark's naked body stood with his back towards her whilst facing the radiator located below the rooms' solitary window. Mark's posture was unmistakable. Both arms vanished from sight around his body as he held his penis in both hands. Emma didn't even need to see the golden stream washing down the radiator wall to realize her boyfriend was relieving his piss. Below his well toned and hairless buttocks Emma could clearly make out the sight of his urine shower squirting from his dick. She gasped in shock and hissed out his name in an accusatory fashion. Already there was a large damp stain on the carpet where Mark's spent pee had dripped down. It was upon seeing the damp patch that the events of the previous night came flooding back to her. The slight wetness she was currently lying upon was a result of the drunken pee Mark had carried out in the night. With revelation came revulsion and Emma quickly squirmed out of the spot she had been occupying. Once in a drier part of the bed she sat up and decided she would enjoy watching the rest of Mark's toilet over the radiator. Her boyfriend had a great figure, well toned and now slightly tanned from their time on the beach. Although she couldn't currently see his wonderfully long dick and his firm ball sack, it took little mental effort to recall how his manhood must currently look as he carried out his piss. Between her legs, Emma subconsciously slipped a probing finger in the direction of her love hole. It was only as she massaged her clit before entering her pussy's wetness that she remembered the rest of the night's events. It had been an incredible experience to have a naughty pee of her own all over the carpet whilst at the same time sucking off her boyfriend's penis. Her own masturbatory orgasm as she fingered herself had been mind blowing and just recalling the event was causing her hormones to race. By now Mark had finished his leak. As he turned around to face her, Emma's attention was firmly routed on his groin. Just seeing Mark's manhood was a wonderful stimulus and the finger currently inside her love palace quickened its thrusting pace. She was fully prepared now for Mark to come back to bed and fuck her senseless. It was with a massive disappointment when she suddenly realised that Mark was still actually asleep. With his eyes still fully shut he wandered in a staggering motion back to the bed. Arms outstretched he found the metal railing of the headrest and guided himself back to the sheets. Dropping down to the mattress he groaned loudly with an obviously bad hangover and then returned almost immediately to a deep slumber. Emma stared in disbelief at her now snoring boyfriend. "Pig!" She punched his back lightly in disgust. "Bastard!" she added, as she realised she wouldn't be fucking him any time soon. Climbing out of bed she found that she was still groggy herself from all the drink she consumed the night before. Well if nothing else, if Mark could have a piss all over their room then she saw no reason why she couldn't as well. With butterflies starting to race in her belly, Emma made her way to a far corner before turning around to face the bed. Slowly she squatted down allowing her wide naked buttocks to come within mere inches of the deep pile carpet. It was then a wonderfully exciting experience to allow her pee its much need its release and allow it to trace its way through her belly to her waiting pussy lips. Emma gasped with a mixture of shock and delight as her golden torrent erupted from her lower fleshy lips. With her pee hole opened wide, a thick torrent of gushing piss was now raining down to form a growing damp pee stain on the carpet. Her pussy shower looked delicious as it flew through the air on its way to desecrate the floor with her hot spent piss. The soft hiss and patter her toilet was making was making her hornier by the second. Recalling her piss by the bed the night before, Emma allowed her one hand to slip into the fast flowing golden stream issuing from her pussy lips. Immediately her hot pee started to run over her fingers covering more and more of her flesh as she slipped her digits further into her flowing pee fountain. Her piss was incredibly warm which in turn was so wonderfully intoxicating. Now she couldn't help herself and immediately she moved her hand upwards through her still flowing fountain of yellow piss and began to play loving with herself. As she traced her way in and out of her piss stream as it jetted from her open pee hole, hot wetness splashed over her bare thighs as well as her fingers. This was even more exciting and Emma brought her left hand into play, cupping her escaping pee as it continued to shoot away from her pussy. Already she was nearing the end of her pee but she never wanted it to stop. Her eyes were now fully shut her entire consciousness floating around the deliciously warm sensation playing over her fingers. Once her pee had finished for good after one last wonderfully long squirt over the now sodden piss stained patch on the carpet, she instinctively slipped inside her love temple. As her fingers moved in and out in an ever increasing rhythm, Emma groaned loudly in erotic bliss. Her other hand was now playing inside the pee patch on the floor still enjoying its warmth over her fingers. Faster and faster inside her pussy, her two probing fingers driving her onwards to a sensational orgasm which saw Emma collapsing prone to the floor, one hand still fingering her pussy whilst a second cupped her left breast. It was a long time before Emma clambered up from her masturbatory position on the floor. 'What a fantastic self-fuck that had been!' Emma told herself whilst climbing unsteadily off the floor. Her pee stain on the carpet had been joined with her love juices and there was now a terrible mess on the floor which she had no idea on how to clean up. Walking over to the window where a similar damp stain had christened the carpet from Mark's golden shower, Emma undid the latch and slid the glass upwards. Immediately the cries of seagulls flowed into the room along with a loving morning breeze which flowed around Emma's naked body. For several seconds Emma enjoyed the sounds of the seaside resort coming through the window. Already she could hear the distant calls of holiday makers enjoying themselves on the beach coupled with the nearer sound of the open shops in the streets below the apartment. It was then when Emma suddenly recalled the night before. In her mind it all came flooding back; the naughty pee in the high street over the shop wall and her piss with Mark on the fishing boat. It all seemed so far away now but what a wonderful memory. Thinking more about her daring exploits the night before, Emma wondered what the shop owner must have thought when he saw the pee stain on his wall. Would he (or she) have guessed that a sexy young woman had made that mess with a hot stream of squirting pee leaving her pussy lips? Thinking about it was simply too much. She simply had to see her pee stain for herself. With that in the forefront of her mind Emma quickly started to dress. Five minutes later and she was out the front door, leaving Mark alone with only his drunken snores for company. Butterflies were dancing in Emma's stomach as she made her way into the shop that belonged to the wall she had been pissing over the night before. She desperately wanted a good look at the wall on the way in but there was no way of achieving this without being obvious in her intent. Instead she pushed open the shop door and ventured casually inside. The interior was dark and musty. Behind the counter an aged man full of wrinkles watched on over the multitude of customers inside. The shop shelves were filled with all kinds of tourist junk and Emma busied herself with the task of pretending to take interest in their contents, whilst all the while, edging for a better vantage point for looking out of the shop window. Finally she found a good spot where she could get a good view through the glass. Sure enough she could quite clearly make out her long damp piss stain clearly visible all over the brick work. The memory of making the stain came rushing back to her as she stood there mesmerised by the evidence of her toilet. In her belly she could feel the familiar urge to pee building by the second made more acute the sight of her piss stain over the bricks. Emma suddenly had an incredibly naughty idea. All she was wearing was a short one piece dress that flowed down over her large breasts and just past her thighs. Underneath her dress were her green bikini bottoms instead of panties. Smiling to herself she moved past two other customers to a point at the far back of the shop, partially obscured by a rack of cheap toy dolls. Pretending to be fascinated by the display in front of her, Emma instead started secretly to let loose on the urge in her bladder. Moments passed and the familiar sensation flowed through her body tracing its way downwards to her waiting pussy lips. Barely a moment later and her pee hole opened and hot piss instantly started to flow into her green bikini briefs. The warm wet sensation flowing into her bikini bottoms was gorgeous. Emma allowed another squirt of piss to escape her pussy lips and filled her green briefs with more hot wet urine. Finally she couldn't hold back to just little squirts and between her legs her pee hole opened to full extent and she started to piss in earnest into her swimwear. Within seconds a thin stream of pee had started to emanate from the bottom of her dress before raining down to the floor below. Panicking a little in case either the slight pattering sound could be heard or the puddle of pee forming on the floor might be seen, Emma tried to edge closer the shelf. Desperately she tried to get her pee stream to land over the shelf rather than the tiles below. This was only marginally successful but after looking around Emma realised that nobody was paying her the least bit attention. This fact only made her want to be naughtier. Ceasing the flow of hot pee into her bikini briefs, Emma reached down to the bottom of her dress. Pulling it up slightly she reached underneath and carefully pulled back her piss sodden bikini bottoms to one side. Now her piss flaps had clear aim towards to the row of dolls on the shelf below and Emma wasted no time. Within seconds a thick stream of hot piss was squirting out from her pussy and was spraying downwards to cover one of the dolls with a fountain of her golden pee. 'What a thrill!, Emma thought as she stood there pissing all over the shelf. Twisting her hips slightly to one side she brought her golden stream to bear on a new doll whose clothing instantly started to darken as the fabric absorbed her hot wet pussy shower. Suddenly movement from the front of the shop caught her eye. Looking up she saw that the shop keeper had taken an unusual interest in her activities at the back off the shop. The fear of immediate discovery was instantly enough to stop Emma's pee and immediately her pussy lips closed. Allowing her dress to fall back down over her thighs, Emma grabbed a non pissed stained doll off the shelf she had just been relieving herself over and walked confidently over to the counter. "How much for this one?" she enquired thrusting the doll forwards. Leaving the shop as quickly as possible with her new acquisition in hand, Emma fled down the street. It wouldn't take the owner too much intuition to put two and two together and he would soon discover his piss stained shelf. However, she had escaped for now and tomorrow they would be leaving Looe. With this in mind she went back to more pressing matters, on how uncomfortable it was walking down the street with her bikini briefs still pulled to one side. Taking a detour into the Ladies toilets on the way to the beach, Emma headed into a cubicle and slammed the door behind her. Instead of rearranging her bikini briefs, she instead hoisted up her dress and immediately squatted over the floor. Within seconds Emma was having a new pee, this time squirting her piss all over the floor. A thick golden stream squirted strongly out of her hairy muff and played strongly over the white floor tiles. Between her feet the puddle of pee continued to grow as more and more urine squirted out of Emma's pussy. After several seconds of delicious peeing over the floor, Emma decided that there was a good risk of her pee puddle being seen under the cubicle door. Ceasing her current toilet, Emma stood up and approached the one wall of the cubicle. As soon as her pussy was close enough Emma resumed her toilet, this time sending her golden shower spraying over the cubicle wall. Hot yellow piss flowed down the already dirty wall and Emma wondered how many other girls had peed in the cubicle like this. Between her legs, her pussy shower was beginning to droop. Finishing her pee with one last long squirt over the cubicle wall, Emma completed her toilet. Pulling her still damp piss sodden bikini briefs back into place over her muff, Emma opened the cubicle door and quickly fled the scene of her latest naughty piss. A Holiday in Looe Ch. 04 Emma was so incredibly horny by the time she returned to the holiday apartment. In her head she already planned an incredible masturbatory session with her hidden vibrator stimulating herself with the memory of her recent naughty piss sessions around the aptly named town of Looe. She was extremely surprised and initially upset when she heard sounds of activity coming from up the stairs where the main living room and kitchen was located. For a second she toyed with the idea of bringing herself off in the hallway; probing fingers exploring her pussy tunnel whilst inside the tight material of her bikini bottoms. However the fear of discovery was too great she with a sinking feeling in her heart she climbed the carpeted stairs. Emma's disappointment didn't last long. Her boyfriend Mark was waiting for her, completely naked. Emma's eyes immediately descended to the wonderful view of his long thick cock dangling between his legs. Mark had a fantastic dick and Emma loved nothing more in the world than having it placed up to her pussy crack before allowing the long shaft of his hardened penis slide lovingly up into her love tunnel. Already Emma thoughts had turned back to sex and the possibility of rewarding Mark with a blow job prior to allowing him to fuck her. Mark was obviously thinking the same thing. His eyes lit up the second he saw her emerge from the stairwell entrance, his gaze lingering on her large full bosom before drifting down to the tight bikini briefs hiding her crotch from sight. Emma's lower garment was extremely tight, a fact made obvious by the revealing groove of her pussy crack underneath. As Mark savoured the sight of his girlfriend's womanhood, the effect on his hormones was quite noticeable. Between his exposed testicles, his cock was already stiffening and beginning to rise. "Quick Emma," he said, "Come over her for me." Mark pointed to a spot directly in front of one of the large windows which overlooked the harbour. It was slightly ajar and the sounds of the bustle of the thriving town could be heard drifting through the gap. As Emma approached she spied the large pile of newspaper spread out in an unsightly spread over the carpet below the window. "Get your kit off sweetie. I've got a treat for you." Obligingly Emma started to prise off her bikini top allowing the welts of red flesh surrounding her brown nipples to come into view before exposing the entire sight of her firm tits to the watching Mark. Teasingly she turned around before starting to remove her briefs. This treated Mark to a wonderful display of her round wide bum cheeks as the material slipped downwards. She had already guessed why the newspaper was on the floor and simply couldn't wait to get started. Now completely nude, Emma moved to stand on the newspaper, taking a wide stance on parted legs and bending forwards to the window so Mark had a perfect view of her waiting pussy lips under the curve of her buttocks. Reaching forwards she pushed the glass of the window allowing it to open further. This meant that she could now lean her large tits out of the window whilst she waited for Mark to start the show. It was a wonderful feeling to have her naked top stuck out of an open window whilst waiting for her boyfriend to fuck her. The street below was nothing more than a small road leading up to the houses above. As such it saw little traffic and was currently empty. Emma doubted that anybody walking up the street would even think of looking upwards so her display of nudity would quite easily go amiss. Below the street was the line of buildings which made up the shops on the main road. Although this was obscured by the buildings, the sound of active life was utterly clear in the fresh Cornish air. It was a beautiful day with crystal blue skies overhead. The constant cries of the seagulls as they waited for the fishing boats to return to port filled the world with the sounds of the seaside. Turning her head to the left, Emma could just make out the distant dark blue of the sea. This was a fantastic resort and Emma was enjoying every second of her time spent here. Of course the secret thrill she had gained by pissing in the street, on the fishing boat, or even in the shop were an added bonus. Emma recalled her similar naughty piss in the cubicle of the Ladies toilet when she had purposely sprayed the walls with her golden pee. For a second she was very tempted to have a go at spraying the apartment wall in front of her pussy with a squirt of her hot piss. She would love to know what Mark's reaction would be. Of course he had seen her urinating on the fishing boat the night before just before he had joined in with a golden shower of his own. Emma recalled the wonderful sight of the thick stream of piss squirting from his bell end before landing on the deck only a short distance from her own pissing squat. Mark had also seen her pee out of the window after he had gone first. That too had been an awesome turn on witnessing her boyfriend squirting his yellow pee through the open pane. What happened next came as a wonderful but not completely unexpected surprise. She was still idly taking in the serene view of the outside world when suddenly a hot wet spray started to play over her left bum cheek. Even as she gasped with the joy of having her boyfriend's golden pee spray over her naked flesh, she felt the hot jet of pee move to the side. Now her right bum cheek was being subjected to Mark's hot golden piss as he urinated strongly over his girlfriend's buttocks. "Oh Mark that is fucking wonderful!" she exclaimed in orgasmic joy. Her hormones were racing at the experience and she could feel her body stimulus responding to his ministrations. The incredible feeling continued. A steady patter of raining piss was coming from the newspaper below. Mark was now deliberately aiming his squirting pee stream between her legs and over her pussy lips. It was all that Emma could do not to place her fingers between her legs and start to stimulate herself whilst Mark continued his fantastic piss over her flesh. His hot stream had a wonderful pressure against her skin, the whole feeling a whole new level of sex completely different from anything else she had ever felt. "Don't stop!" she begged, wanting to be pissed on for ages to come. Mark didn't reply. Instead the impact point of his golden piss shower started to rise, climbing up over her round bum cheeks and rising up her creamy back. Emma responded with a little shudder of utter pleasure. Mark's urine was flowing down her back, over her buttocks and the tops of her upper legs. It was so unbelievably and mind blowing in its stimulus. She was longing for the welcoming truncheon of Mark's cock in her desperately moist and lubricated pussy but at the same time she wanted the thrill of his pissing over her to continue. Unfortunately Mark was only human and although he had managed to piss an incredibly long and wonderful stream of his pee over the naked Emma, he was already reaching his end. "Do it inside me!" Emma urged. She could hear the hoariness in her voice as she begged her boyfriend to comply. "OK, whatever you want," Mark replied in a slimmer husky voice. As he reached the end of his piss he was desperate to enter Emma's warm and waiting wetness. Emma's gasp of pleasure as she felt Mark's probing cock teasing the entrance to her love palace was just the response her boyfriend was looking for. Roughly he grabbed her just at the same moment he penetrated the crack between her legs. Emma found that she was trembling with the thrill of pleasure running through her body as Mark immediately began to pump away. She rode him with expert pleasure, her focus nestled entirely on Mark's cock inside her body. She felt so wonderfully complete when his dick was inside her almost as it deserved to be there all the time. Her groans of ecstatic pleasure threatened to draw attention to her bobbing tits which were still hanging along with her head, out of the window. Not that Emma had any interest now in the goings on of the seaside resort. Her world had shrunk to just the simple need to fuck and fuck until Mark reached the magic moment when he exploded his white spunk inside her warm and wet pussy. Marks' groans were almost as loud as Emma's as he raced towards his inevitable climax. Just as Emma thought he couldn't last any longer she felt him reach his orgasm. Desperately she sought her climax wanting to feel the union of coming together with the man she adored so much. Her vision reddened as she did indeed reach her pleasure threshold before crossing it into a world of transcending bliss. After recovering their strength from their fuck by the open window, it was Emma's turn to have a pee. With her wide bum cheeks placed on the window ledge and her slim legs spread wide, she aimed as best she could with her pussy before letting loose on her needed pee. Mark was on his knees between her legs. As her toilet juices started to squirt from her brown hairy muff, her lightly coloured pee splashed onto Mark's bare chest. Emma gasped with the joy of seeing her piss shower spraying over the contours of his defined stomach muscles before vanishing out of sight between Mark's legs as her hot urine washed over his cock and balls. After a much needed break the couple decided they would repeat the performance of pissing on one another but this time in the bathroom. First off Mark performed the request that had demanded during their first morning fuck. Slowly he slid the length of his manhood into her moist waiting pussy before allowing his need to pee to build up inside him. Emma let out a suitable groan of horny pleasure as she felt the first of his piss squirting inside her body. This was the stimulus to end all stimuli! Mark, it seemed, was enjoying taking a piss in his girlfriend's pussy just as much as Emma could feel the strength of his piss stream increased as he used her for his toilet. Slowly Mark slid his cock out of Emma's pussy just long enough so his golden juices could escape mixed with a warm shower of Emma's own piss. He took a quick squirt over her buttocks once again before Emma took the initiative. Turning round she sunk to her knees, her hands already fondling his cock. With a careful touch she managed to point his semi hard cock in the direction of her large tits. She was then washed in a rain of pleasure as Mark's steaming hot piss shot from his cock and treated her to a new golden shower. Afterwards it was Mark's turn to adopt the submissive posture whilst Emma moved her moist pussy lips up to his open mouth. She was trembling with a deep sexual thrill and sheer excitement as she then started to take a pee directly into his mouth. It was simply so disgusting yet incredibly stimulating to see her piss jetting from her pussy crack before issuing into the mouth of the man she loved. Needless to say the resulting fuck session on a towel on the bathroom floor was on a whole new level to anything the couple had previously tried. After a short break it was time to adopt a 'sixty-nine' posture ready for some sucking and licking. This was followed by a joint pee whilst both Mark and Emma pissed into the other's mouth whilst still laid on top of one another. Another result of orgasmic joy was the result encouraging them both to simply wanting to spend the rest of the wonderful day experimenting with their new found fetish.