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I have been turned on by pee games since I was a teenager but regardless of wishing for a playmate I have had only two ladies who willingly (actually eagerly) played my fantasy games with me. This is a recount of the first one. Waaay back... when I was wild and free I met Carol Anne on a beach while visiting a friend. She looked pretty hot and seemed like fun so I struck up a conversation. She had just broken up with a boyfriend and was not too upset about it. We left the beach for my friend's house down the street. Carol Anne had nowhere to be and neither did I so we hung out for t

I have always been a legs man. Not that I'm an expert, but so many guys will say a woman has great legs and I'm like, "What?!" There is a certain shape that they must have. The shin bones must be a little bowed and the knees must have a certain shape as well. So, yeah...I guess I am an expert! LOL! I hope you enjoy these pics. Wish I had more to share.

Hey there peefans Has anybody some interesting piss stories which happened in an office? I do. I work for an international bank in central Europe. It's the headquarters of this bank and there work about 4000 people here. It's a multiple store huge building! I work in the IT department which means I have to work often on weekends or at night as well. So for me, this building is like a huge piss playground. There is a security guard which makes a tour throgh the building every hour but thats a joke for me. There are so many options to piss! Multiple desks, meeting rooms, carpets, the kitche

Carol Anne was horny. I mean she was horny more often than me. And that's a lot. As time went on I saw a side of her where she got very excited by showing herself to me or to others. When showing to others it could not be blatant. What I mean is she would never ever spread her pantiless legs on a train and flash the man sitting 5 feet away. With strangers there had to be distance and she also had to put on an act where she made it seem unintentional. It's hard to explain but that was how she was. She also usually played her showoff games so that the chances were low of her getting caught.

I don't want to pour gasoline on the fire, but I live in a city with the largest Arabic/Muslim community in the world outside of the Middle East. There's a mosque at the end of my street. Our city is 40% or more Muslim. We have no problems at all. None. They do not impose their religion on me or any other non-Muslim, ever. I've never seen it happen. They also don't commit crime on the level of many other minorities. They're polite and we all seem to get along just fine. Oh, and I love their food! It saddens me to hear about Muslims/Arabs being the source of problems in other wes

Growing up in India it was common sight to see ladies pee with little or no discretion. Most were experts at squatting and hiding their bits with their voluminous dresses. As a kid it was common to see girls of my age pee in the open depending on their status in society and condition of living. I was yet to realize my pee fetish but at twelve I had been exposed to female nudity via print media so my curiosity was to witness a naked grown lady by chance which was quite difficult considering 70s was the age of prudes there. However I got a break going to a picnic one sunny winter day with m

A few lovely black slits too.

Yes a very sad day for new Zealand. 8 don't think it will ever stop, humans seem to be hardwired to kill one another in the name of religion or beliefs

My heart goes out to the victims, and their loved ones, of the mass shooting at the mosques. The world has become a scary place. And, unlike a traditional church, a mosque has no pews to hide under. It's just one large room and they all pray on the floor. Talk about vulnerable. So very sad and frightening. I wish this would stop, but I don't think it will, sadly.

so, i thought there was a post about this already, but can't seem to find it. i didn't really want to start a new one, just because, but i guess i will. it has been a looong time since i have done this, and when i tried earlier today, i recalled why. so anyways, i was just having a glass, or 3 of wine, and began to get very desperate. i have pants on, and they are still clean enough to wear again, so really didn't want to wet. decided, after almost wasting it bursting in my shower, to try something. i still had about an ounce of pinot gris in my glass. positioned myself on the stool in

“Cheers Girls, I still can’t believe how much trouble you went to for me today.” said Lucy. “It was our pleasure” winked Jenny, and the twins giggled. The four girls, Lucy, Jenny and twins Katy and Abby had spent the evening in the pub at Lucy’s request. She had insisted on treating them all to drinks as a thank you for their day’s efforts. Lucy really did feel like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. The incident with Steve on their day out had really disturbed Lucy, but Jenny had dealt with the situation perfectly. “Here’s a toast” said Lucy, raising her large glass o

This is inspiring to us all, for any reasons

The earliest I remember is when I was about 3. My mom used to babysit a girl that was about a year older than me, and she'd stay overnight occasionally. We were too young to care much, so we'd usually go into the bathroom together, or if we were playing outside and one of us had to go, we just did. My parents caught us one time and put us under much closer supervision. When I was about 4 or 5, I was in the school cafeteria and heard water splashing. The girl across the table from me wet her pants. Another occasion about that same time is some school or program I was in. There was som

Your mom said it way better than I did. 😀

My mom, who died in 2003, taught me this at a very young age. It is the best philosophy by which to live. "Be kind, honest, forgiving, but most of all...care what YOU think of yourself, Billy. Because there will always be those who don't like you. Those people really don't like themselves, deep down." I can still hear her saying that to me as a small child. She was a wonderful person, my mom. Well put, Speedy! Very well done. 🙂

Please do. I know it's hard coming out of your comfort zone, at the end of the day you will be glad you did

it is a REALLY BIG step for me i all way shy away from it but am FINALLY coming out of my comfort zone and thank you everyone for your kind words and don't worry am STILL going to keep this updated 😀

It's amazing how much easier life becomes when we stop caring so much about what other people think of us. If someone doesn't like me or the things I do I don't lose sleep over it, who cares what they think. Make your self happy and great things will follow

Hi Carpet-eers, it's Sophie here again. After my last letter, I just wanted to share with you an amazing experience from this weekend. I'd been invited to a thirtieth birthday party of a girl I went to Uni with, so bit of a course reunion too and it was an 80's themed party. I'd decided to go as a generic rock chick kind of character. To give the lowdown on the outfit, from top to toe I had my hair set up in curls with a ribbon bow on top, loads of bold makeup, then a little black leather biker type jacket with just a lacy Basque underneath and lacy fingerless gloves. Lots of silver

In Paris girls pees everywhere Indeed I would never use one of those funny boxes I religiously pee only in my toilet, which is the World

Continuing the story of Lucy's adventures... Getting bolder! Chapter Six - Part One “Happy Birthday” said Lucy before planting a huge kiss on Steve’s lips. It was now six or eight weeks since their first encounter and their relationship, not to mention their sex lives had gone from strength to strength. Finally realising and admitting to each other that they actually shared the same fetish was the icing on the cake. Steve wasn’t quite so innocent as he’d initially seemed to be and Lucy wasn’t missing out on any opportunity to play up to it. “Here you go, here’s a co

Been looking at all the great posts here this morning and just thought why not!

I have just finished reading your series up to this point. I have enjoyed it immensely. You have really tickled my thoughts.

Absolutely. The awsome black girl Alex and I fucked last year was muslim, theorically speaking She got drunk with us and had a piss threesome with two followers of the "Way of Infidels" (Witchcraft) So... I absolutely agree. Some pals here just consider what could be best and not what is fitting today. Thus they sometimes can be headlong but there is reasoning behind them. Conservatorism has its reasons. In the meanwhile, I absolutely endorse all your adfirmations Ps check my story on the piss threesome. It's worthy a cumshot

Iam 200km to the nearest city that has a big muslem population. I can't speak directly about that city but as a whole it 1% that give the other 99% a bad name

Yes HOLY FUCK THIS IS ABSOLUTELY RIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You said it very well, I totally agree with you. Extremists can be found in any race, religion and walk of life. They are the ones that give the rest of us/them a bad name. Islam definitely has its share of extremists who then brain wash young people into carring out jihad. Many muslims live in peace among their Christian counterparts That being said our goverment in canada goes out of it's way to accommodate Muslim emigrants. Iam not opposed to emigration but they are free to practice their religion here but don't press it into other people. We have changed our customs and traditio

I strongly urge people to watch this video. It's from the PBS network. That's public TV, no commercials and not under any pressure to be swayed. It is the objective truth.

Hmm I think she fell in love with me a bit... she showed some signs.. but she has a boyfriend. Maybe that explains the situation... but I'll never forget how "I paid a work collegue to piss on the floor" 😂

That's awesome man, good for you. Now that the scariest part/step is taken I hope the rest fo easier for you. Just remember you have everyone's support here, don't overdue it and if you need to talk we are here

As the football Always tried to gather the best of people, I want to start this new phase of the thread with a moment of reflection and memory about the neo-nazi carnage in Christchurch, New Zealand. My condolence goes to the 49 victims of this new explosion of human folly. Mourning. I ask everybody who read this to stop whatever he's doing and reflect for a minute with his heart towad both victims and survivors who's life will remember this forever.

That sounds like you had great times with Carole Anne. Thanks for sharing and I certainly look forward to hearing more if you are willing.

I've been away from home and my wife for 3 days at a conference in the city. Wife and I had phone sex a couple of times lol. First time was on the desk in my hotel room, second time on a foot stool lol

Just found it in the woods behind the house. Seemed like it was the perfect spot!

Sorry...no rides today. The wagon is full! (Also this may be my new favorite spot!)

I love the feeling of a full bladder when I’m in the mood for it! Everything feels more sensitive and orgasms feel much more exciting and pleasurable. I would love to hold with someone in person

The next part of the Lucy series - I think I may have given a bit of a spoiler in the title. Fear not though, lots to female action too. This story follows on directly from Lucy & Steve's day out and the Lucy's heart-to-heart with Jenny. If you haven't read them it's recommended first. This chapter is a long one... Hope you like it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Steve rode his motorbike up the long driveway to the stables and parked near the door to the farmhouse. He took off his helmet, stepped up to the front door and rang the bell. After a few momen

Senior year... the most memorable time of my life. Not for the usual reasons. I liked high school and weekends but I will never ever forget Mandy. My name’s Nick but everyone calls me Rusty. No red hair... it’s an abbreviation for a long Italian name. Im a bit geeky, maybe a tad socially awkward. Decent looking I am told. But this story is really about Mandy, my next door neighbor. She’s also somewhat awkward, both socially and physically. She has a cuteish face and a very nice body... great legs and a fine bottom. She is also nerdy like me. You may be thinking

so i kinda really needed it, and my toys weren’t in the bathroom. so, i called on a hairbrush to sub in.

thank you for giving me a boner puddyls. 😊 Thank you for giving me a boner, now I have to masturbate aha. 😊

I enjoy those as well.

My tongue would enjoy saying hi in person

It's not manly to pee quietly, therefore, in the water. If your flow is not strong you will be accused of being a homo or having a small dick.

i didn't think i'd make it outside this morning. i had to pee so bad! while i was waiting for the coffee to brew i had to kneal on the floor using my heel to hold back. but even that didn't stop some pee from leaking out. i'm pretty sure a couple of drops are on the kitchen floor. and the patch in my crotch was cold as i finally made it outside, still wearing only my nightie- really just a strappy cotton and lace jammies top- and panties. i held standing with my legs crossed drinking the hot beverage, getting about half, until i couldn't take it anymore. then squatted and peed through my whit

If this counts. When I was younger (about 18-19) I was staying at a friends place and his mom (who was very milfy) walked in on me when I was taking a piss standing up. No words where said but I could feel her eyes staring at my penis. I am sort of proud that I was so aloof about it. So later on in the day she kept asking me if I had to take a leak again. When I said that I did she went into the bathroom with me and she sat down on the toilet and spread her legs enough so I could make it into the bowl as she went.

ON, Canada near Ottawa. I pee mostly indoors in my apt or at work but sometimes i go to this little park around the corner from where i live its pretty dead during the week and its a little hidden off the road.