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Hi My name is Sarah. I'm 45. And - often in the company of my best friend and partner in crime, Barbara, who is also 45 - I like to vandalise, ruin, and destroy things, by pissing on shit!. As does Barbara. It's our thing! And we have never been caught! We are good at what we do and getting away with it. Occasionally, we go on fetish sites to share our confessions. Many love it. Others disapprove strongly. Some of you reading this might be thinking, "Come on girls, sexy ladies peeing all over the place is great but deliberately ruining other people's shit for fun isn't cool!" But hey! It

I was looking through my files for an old hymn sheet and came across a St. George's parish magazine for April 1983. Our pray group goes to different churches each month, and we try to go to a church of St. George in April. In 1983 it was out in the country, miles from anywhere. Me and my girlfriend said we would take the vicar. So we set off with the vicar in the back seat with all his maps telling me were to go. (I had looked at the maps earlier so I knew anyway). We arrived and I parked on the grass verge outside the church, this church was in the middle of a grave yard. We all went in, afte

My husband keeps saying that I will crack the ceramic of the toilet bowl. I said to him, well your face is not cracked so I guess we are safe.. LOLOLOLOL

This story is a continuation of the stories I wrote in the thread, Pee Vandalism with Katie! First off, I would like to thank everyone who encouraged me after having written fiction for the first time. I was honored to have input provided by writing legends who I admired long before registering on this site. Thank you very much for being so welcoming and friendly. Secondly, I apologize for having taken so long to write another installment -- I wanted to expand on my writing by introducing additional characters and it took me some time to figure out how to properly write for it (along with havi

Who Do You Tell? Consequences of Telling and Not Telling by Dr.P. Notes: This post arises from some comments I wanted to make, in the Pee Talk and Questions forum. I realized that I have had a wide variety of experiences generated by confiding my interest in peeing to different women, over a lifetime, and they might possibly be interesting, and even helpful to others, given the strong negative social conditioning which prevails in our Western culture. I think the sheer volume of material that I have is too large for a simple reply in The Pee Talk and Questions forum, so I am posting

So, a couple of friends wanted me to meet them after work last night at a local bar for a drink. I'm not a bar type but since they go there often, I went. The place was calm and there were only a handful of people there. The bartender...my, was she hot. Her name was Vicky. Tall, mid 30's blonde, curvy body, and raspy voice. She had a weathered look to her, if that makes sense, like someone who has lived through some tough things. She was very charming though. About a half hour in, she finished pouring a few drinks and eloquently told her manager that she was, "going to take a piss". She said i

That is a very insightful account of several experiences and how you changed your approach as a result. I guess every woman is different and so the approach that works with one may not work with another. The problem is that you never know until you try and depending on the approach you could get a great response or a disaster. This tends to make us reserved and maybe not even willing to attempt to discuss our interests, which in turn can lead to missing out.

Sorry it didn't work out for you both. There was obviously a lot going on emotionally for "Lisa" and I guess if she is still with the "Old Man", that probably meant that when she was blocking your calls she may have been trying to stay loyal to him. She obviously felt hurt from you not following up on the call sooner. However, that is where us men can't ever get it right. If we follow up quickly and keep pursuing then we get told off for not getting the message and leave her alone, but if we don't follow up or don't call regularly then we apparently don't care. As I say, we can't win!

I love going for longer hikes with my girl. It gives me that extra little bit of excitement when I know we'll be in the woods for 3 or 4 hours and she will have to pee at least once but probably more than once. My girl is generally quiet and modest, but she's not shy about peeing when she needs to, and she's very generous about letting me watch. We went on a hike a couple weeks ago. We were barely a mile into the woods when I noticed she had already finished a liter of water, and I knew it wouldn't be long. Within a few minutes of finishing the water, she stopped on the trail and took a

Above is the work of my ex girlfriend who has used my carpet, face, and mouth several times. Some parking garages, parking lots, my back seat once, and off of a popular belt line.

My sister and I used to play "House" in either of our bedrooms. We would make dens and the like and would designate different areas as the bedroom, lounge, kitchen and bathroom. We both used to actually pee in the "bathroom" that we had created, which actually meant that we peed on the carpet! We usually made the bathroom an area that would be hidden - so maybe we would pull the bed out from the wall and the bathroom would be behind the bed, so when we pushed the bed back it would hide the evidence.

Mine used to pee on the carpet in her bedroom, lol. Until mum found out! Cue lots of shit hitting fans, lol.

My name is Samantha - Sam for short - and I'm 18. My parents were hosting some kind of party for all their friends and there must have been nearly 40 people in the house, all drinking and at various stages on the route to getting shitfaced. I wanted none of it - most of these people were twice my age at least, and into talking boring shit about their jobs or their pension plans or fucking politics! And trying to cop off with one another as well. I'd decided to shut myself in my bedroom, along with four friends whom I'd persuaded to come and keep me company. They are all aged 18 or 19 as well,

You say that the girls never experience, but my sister used to pee on the floor in the changing rooms. She just squatted and peed. Her friends used to do it too without thinking much of it. Also, when my daughter was much younger, my wife, my daughter and I went swimming and used a family changing room. My wife needed to pee, so she peed on the tiled floor near a drain. So the girls certainly can pee on the floor, just might need to be a bit more discrete about it. Personally, I have also peed on the floor in changing rooms, or even peed on the wall and let it flow down to the floor.