Finally, I got back home and was both turned on and still eager to pee more. The toilet would surely not do on such a lovely day, but I didn't want to make a big mess either.  So, I thought, how about the dishwasher? I opened the lid and straddled it. For a while, I felt quite weird about what I was going to do, but finally I let go of the hold in my bladder and started slowly letting my stream flow onto the dishwasher lid. The sentiment was odd, like going to the toilet right in your kitchen, but also very exciting. Steadily the pee flowed onto the lid until I was finally empty. Then a quick clean up and, obviously, a lot of masturbation.

Wonderful! I bet that sounded really lovely 🙂 Thanks for sharing

As I headed off, I noticed there was quite a but more liquid left in my bladder. I headed into the back yard where there is a small park with a path. I looked around, spread my legs a bit and released some pee on the path.  Then I noticed two young women approaching on scooters some 20 -30 meters away. Quickly, I closed by legs, kind of stood on the puddle and looked at my phone to distract from what I had been doing. Fortunately, they drove by, so I respread and peed a bit more right there.  Still not spent, I headed to look for a new spot. I settled on the driveway to the apartment complex where I was fairly visible from the road but not close enough for people to immediately recognise what I am doing. With a blissful sigh, I let go again, enjoying the light breeze around my pussy. What I hadn't realised, though, was that the area was sloped and my pee ran from my puddle in a pretty tell-tale pattern. So I stopped again and headed away from the scene of the crime.  Finally, I noticed another scooter and let out only a few drops on that before heading home, where I noticed I was still not empty.

Summer is here again and so is outdoor fun!  A few days ago I decided to drink a bit more water than usual, wear a dress with no underwear and head out to the yard shared by several apartments.  As usual, I was looking for a place to pee, walking around the yard. I had a spot in mind, but as I approached it, there was already a man there, hanging out. In another potential direction, there were some other people. I was getting quite desperate at this point. I could have gone in the grass somewhere pretty easily, but I wanted to hear my piss hitting the surface.  So I headed to a wooden staircase that I had watered before. The top of the stairs was not overlooked, provided no one started coming up the stairs at that moment. With a lovely day and some people around the yard, it was unnecessarily risky, but I was quite desperate by now, so without lifting my dress, I spread my legs while standing. I released hold of my bladder and felt the pee start coming. It came out strong and hard, splashing against the wooden steps. I quickly let out almost my full bladder, took a quick picture and headed off before anyone connected me with the puddle. Turns out I wasn't empty, though...