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We were mainly waiting for him to leave because we thought that he would (understandably) be uncomfortable with someone in there taking photos. Less for our own benefit and more for his, if you get what I mean. I don't tend to get desperate that much. I used to when I was younger. Less so now. Maybe my bladder simply grew as I did? Who knows? I'm not really into holding that much, more into releasing, so I don't tend to feel uncomfortably full before I find somewhere to relieve myself. I prefer to find somewhere discreet to water down rather than hold, but that's just me. If I can have s

Nah. As long as they weren't being weird about it, IE following me around and peering at me through the cracks of the stall, I wouldn't mind. I've been in many family restrooms which have both urinals and stalls and have never been bothered. I'd like to think the majority of men would be/are decent about the matter.

This part 6, the finale, of the pool girls series. If you've not read the earlier chapters, you can find them at the links below: Part 1: https://peefans.com/topic/16955-the-pool-girls-part-16/ Part 2: https://peefans.com/topic/16965-the-pool-girls-part-26/ Part 3: https://peefans.com/topic/17001-the-pool-girls-part-36/ Part 4: https://peefans.com/topic/17069-the-pool-girls-part-46/ Part 5: https://peefans.com/topic/17146-the-pool-girls-part-56/ This chapter, and previous ones, contains male and female pissing, is primarily aimed at people who are attracted to wom

I do. For me the feeling of being full (but not completely desperate) gets me going and intensifies the feeling when I rub myself.

Well, what are we gonna do about it? Just find some corner, unzip, whip it out and spray in some corner or other leaving an obvious piss stream down the wall and on the ground? (Well, yeah, probably...)

He has before, but only at my instigation. He prefers to pee in the toilet. As for "sitting down," yes. I only use the toilet to pee when I'm also doing that. To answer the inevitable question, no I don't stand up for that! 🤣

That sounds eminently sensible @Eliminature. I really hope that planners and architects and the general public embrace that idea. Incidentally, there was a (mildly) amusing event when my daughter (21 at the time) and I went to see King Crimson at Symphony Hall in Birmingham a couple of years ago. Unsurprisingly she was one of about, err..., 1 young women in the audience of 99.9% middle aged men. The queues for the toilets at the end of the gig were completely the opposite of the usual. I was tempted to follow her into the ladies.

Perhaps, but I just can't see guys putting up with the lengthy queues, to be fair. Maybe a communal urinal in another room, to bypass queues? Simply labelled as "Urinal" as @Alfresco describes so both ladies and gentlemen can use it? With hand basins too, of course. In answer to your question, as long as he was just there to do what he needed to do, not at all. Indeed, I have seen grown men with learning difficulties in the ladies' lavatory accompanied by a female carer. This is relatively rare, though. They mainly use the disabled lavatory.

Because of the many ways to identity sexuality today, I honestly think separate male and female restrooms should be a thing of the past and replaced by restrooms for everyone. Similar to ladies rooms, everything will be done in separate stalls for privacy. Each stall could have a toilet and a urinal.

When we moved into the house I live in now it took a while to meet the neighbors. They were a strange bunch from way out in the woods. Two sons and a daughter. I got along with the dad well enough we would chat in the driveway and drink a beer a couple times a week. The summer she turned 18, I had some friends over. We were all in the backyard grilling, drinking, summertime stuff. I smoke when I drink but never in front of my kids. I excused myself to the woods behind the house for a piss and a cigarette. I walked out behind the neighbors massive chicken coupes to not be seen. I lit m

I love it. This is my favorite place. In the bathtub or mostly in the shower. Almost always! I like it when it's on the legs and feet. So now enough.😏

Every morning before work I like to go for a swim. This morning I did my 45 minutes in the pool and got out with the first twinges of needing to go but I ignored it and went to a cubicle to dry off and get dressed. In the cubicle it became clear I should have listened to those twinges but I was already undressed. It was freezing cold as well which didn't help. I decided it wasn't such a bad thing to do to pee onto the cubicle floor as it is all hosed down anyhow. I held my wet swimsuit to my private parts to cover any hissing sounds and with my back against the cubicle divider I squatted sligh

Have you tried actually submitting the post anyway? The images don't embed but it still posted as a link when I tried it. (I get the same error)

I agree with @Lillipee that the changes in the way people publicly identify their sexuality means that gender specific toilets must have their days numbered, or people will get more used to seeing people of different gender types in both ladies and gentlemen's toilets. However, I think that there is a long way to go before we get there in the UK and probably even more so in the USA. I do think most ladies in the UK without the pee fetish would be shocked to see a man in the ladies - unless the gents is closed or the queues are horrendous. I think they would be worried that they were s

If it was a quiet public lavatory where I'm not likely to be disturbed, I would be straight in the gents' to soak the urinal down with some female pee. I don't think I'd want to make a huge mess, though. Partly because I've been on the receiving end of that, having to clean it up, but also, it's not really my thing. I actually enjoy getting all my stream into the urinal, bang on target, without a penis more thsn I would making a mess. Having said that, if I were in a park, I wouldn't use the loos at all. That's what trees and bushes are for.

That. Precisely that. 😀 Or go outside somewhere. Ultimately guys would just not put up with queues. I guess how discreetly or not they did it would depend on the establishment and its clientele. It would also mean that guys would have to confront the reality that us women also evacuate our bowels (shock horror!), and that once a month we have an additional reason to be in the lavatory too. Not you guys, but I can imagine many men would be squeamish about those things. Speaking for myself, as long as guys (and other girls) let me "sit down" and pacify my monthly visitor in relative

After seeing some posts on here I was inspired to do a self-pee which I haven’t done before. My bladder was about to burst, which presented me with the perfect opportunity. I got naked, laid back in the shower and peed directly onto myself. It felt wonderful with my toilet pooling around my balls and all the way down my legs, it went onto my belly, waist and down around my butt as well. I kept pushing and more kept coming out all over me - a decent stream too - warming me up nicely. Thankfully it was in the shower so I just washed the big puddle away.

Here ya go!

If anyone had really felt the need to ask 'that' question, I'd be doing some rolling of eyes and biting my tongue to keep the sarcasm in check.

Not in person. I don't have many female friends in real life. And most of them don't really want to see me pee. Nor are they interested in learning from me. I have given some ladies a few tips on this very website. Whether or not they have put them into practise, I couldn't tell you. I'll see if I can find one of the posts I made on this subject. Just a moment...

@Ms. Tito 😀✌🏻❤ As a little girl, I was lifted up by the backs of my thighs to have a quick wee outside. If we were in town, I'd be taken down an alleyway, usually held over a grate or drain. If we were at the park, I was held behind a tree or bush and released my wee into the grass. Occasionally I was even encouraged to piddle in a garden by being held. It felt nice at the time. I felt loved and safe. I also liked it because my grandmother and/or grand aunt would usually praise me for doing it, too. As Sophie said, I was encouraged to water the flowers/bushes/trees. My grand aunt in parti

I remember teaching my younger sister to pee outside. We had been playing together in this patch of trees.Too small to be a woods I think but dense enough it was great for hide and seek etc. After a while we both needed to pee and of course there was no toilets, we were in natures toilet! I showed her what to do and she basically copied me, pulling down my clothes and getting into a squat, telling her to pull up on her jeans so she didn't pee into her lap. She was right next to me copying what I was doing.

I was taught how to pee outside by my mother when I was young. I remember it well. We had been to the park for the day, I can't remember exactly what we was doing but I remember needing a wee but not wanting to say anything, I was enjoying myself too much and didn't want to stop. My mother eventually noticed my desperate state and took me to the toilets, the usual brick like structure with a gents and a ladies side. They were locked for some reason and I was too desperate to make it to some other toilets, it probably wouldn't have been the case if I had spoke up earlier! My mother to

For a very long time I fantasized about holding my bladder all day, and then peeing my panties in random spots throughout my house (the entire house is carpeted) it ate away at me until one day I was so horny I couldn’t take it any longer. I held my bladder for a solid 4 hours before I was bursting (both with piss and excitement) I took off my pants and squatted slightly, and I slowly began to let the piss drizzle down, it came slowly at first and then very quickly. And it was euphoric. My piss came out in a long torrent that hissed against the carpet as I walked around marking it all. Oh my g

A couple of years ago, my best friend and I decided to drink a lil bit (We were both "legal" and lightweight). We were celebrating something, but I don't remember the occasion. So we went to the store and bought two 0.5l orange juices and vodka. We poured vodka in our juices which made drinking in public a lot easier. We were sitting on a bench chatting, then decided to take a walk through the park, then we sat to drink and chat some more. We're both pretty skinny and lightweight so by the time we sat for the second time, we were quite tipsy. As we were talking I felt a sudden strong

Thanks lovely people for your quick response. I will submit it under videos, because they are short videos. Yeah, it’s just a link people can click on. Glad to bring back memories. 😊🍹And there are a bunch of different flavours too. I used to drink Jim Beam (reminds me of partying as a teenager) but I think as you get older your tastes change and I just love the sweetness of Midori, and with lemonade it is so refreshing in Summertime. Thanks again. 🙏

I was desperate to go and pissed in the sink tonight

There's a wider thing here (sorry, a bit off topic) relating to the (not necessarily total) collapse of horniness that accompanies the male orgasm and its attendant err physical collapse. It is possible of course to keep going, and/or to get re-aroused quite quickly, but I've found I've had to learn how to do this. Things I have wanted to do post-orgasm, for instance involving cum, proved quite tough to do, mentally, though I can now enjoy them.

Dear Wet Carpet What a wonderful, supportive community readers of this magazine are! Thank you so much Sarah for your reply to my last letter. I followed your advice - it really helped, and now I am much, much happier! Here’s what happened. I went back to the scene of my ‘crime’, if I can call it that. Sure, I know it was naughty, but how can something that felt so good be wrong? To be honest, I’d been thinking nonstop about that pee ever since – how wonderful it felt to hear and feel it flow between my thighs, and watch it soaking away into the fabric, and running over the edge of t

I enjoy it. It seems to add to the feeling and enjoyment. Plus, if I'm looking at pictures or videos of women peeing, I can "project" how bad I need relief onto them. Sometimes I cross a line where I have to piss so much it's not enjoyable. At that point, I let some of it out, which turns me on quite a bit. It depends on how much I'm drinking. Sometimes a brief squirt will do it, other times I have to let several streams out. But the point is to get back to the point where I still have to piss, but it's manageable. I find beer works best for this. It fills my bladder up really good, but i

I made a junkyard run yesterday. I peed about 30 minutes before I got there. I got out on the cold, damp, foggy yard and had to pee again already. I had planned to be in and out so I planned on stopping back at the rest area on the way home. As I am working on pulling the parts I needed, the urge to go was getting stronger to the point where it was distracting. I walked over to look at vehicles that were surrounding me for a good candidate to pull out and piss in, something that would provide good cover. I hadn’t seen many people out being it was so early, and it was foggy so I zippe

I've tried it a couple of times, but I must admit, it hasn't been as enjoyable as I thought. I hoped that masturbating with a full bladder would help me maximize the feeling of pleasure, unfortunately it didn't. It felt the same as with an empty bladder except the pain that comes from holding it while stroking yourself. I'm sure there are people out there who enjoy doing this but for me in order to feel the excitement I'll have to do either one or the other. Maybe getting a hand job while desperate could make it more exciting ... But God knows if that's ever going to happen haha

I honestly don't remember either. My wife and I have always been very open with each other, but when we first started going out, she lived with her parents and I lived in a shared house, so I don't remember ever having the opportunity of leaving the bathroom door open. It was most likely a case of going into the bathroom together when we were going for a shower and used the toilet first. But I'm guessing. From the point where we lived together, we were always very open and never closed the bathroom door.

We play with full bladder during sex, or she pees in the street because She doesn't hold. Other She holds pee with hand in public. She pees during sex because bladder is so full that she explodes. But we would to play in public and you give us new ideas?

Very sexy!!! Thank you for sharing! I have come back to look at your pics a few times today! 😍

On average I'd say four to five times a week. Sometimes it's daily for a week or so, sometimes a whole week without. Also depends on how much time I have to browse the internet and find inspiration there. Like others here I've also experienced that the libido is diminishing with age. That sometimes makes life easier and more relaxed. 😉

I work in an office building with 5 levels of underground parking. The building has a separate elevator for the parking levels; just to its left is a seldom-used stairwell. Half of the fifth (and lowest) level of parking (P5) is storage for our building, and every once in a while I need to retrieve items from storage for my job. This morning was one such time. After grabbing what I needed, I was waiting for the return elevator on P5 when I heard a familiar sound echoing from the nearby stairwell. It was the sound of liquid falling on concrete. Someone was definitely pissing in the st

Not sure if it was the craziest (I’ve done some pretty wild shit) but it’s up there. A few years ago I was staying the weekend with a girl I was dating. I was 27, she was 21 and lived at her mom’s- who was out of town for the weekend. This was a glorious opportunity, as her mom was a a typical strict and overbearing Jewish single-mom who also was not very fond of me at all. We fucked all day Saturday and all over the house. Her mom was pretty into interior decorating, so the house they both shared was full of really nice furniture. We fucked on most of it. At one point we were bangi

I arrived at The Lot about 2:15 am last Saturday morning to see what piss action I could see. There was a construction site set up in The Lot so the church bus and van were parked in different spaces. The bus was parked on one row, the van was parked in the row behind, but one space to the left, making for a great pee spot. There wasn’t much room to the right of the church vehicles for traffic to pass making the positioning ideal. Within 10 minutes of posting up one row behind the church van with a travel lane between which dead ended just to the front right of my vehicle a big, round gir

About 15 minutes after the two waitresses left and I picked up their wipe napkins, a white Hyundai Elantra pulls up and parks behind the bus and to the right of the van. The passenger door opens, an attractive young lady with a short dress or skirt gets out. She hikes her skirt/dress a little, not revealing much, and sits in the open door jam of the car, moves her panties to the side and relieves herself on the ground. She finishes, wipes, slides back into the front seat of the car, they reverse out, park a couple of rows ahead, get out of the car and leave the lot on foot. I get out and pick

I apologize, some kind of technical issue which caused the rest of the story to be lost. Anyway, the fair skinned young lady appeared to be desperate, hoping around. The other young lady peeked around the driver side of the bus and appeared to make a comment about people coming. The fair skinned lady quickly peeled the shoulders off of her baiting suit uniform, exposing her nice breast with nice brown nipples and her nice stomach. She got into a half, medium height squat and began to urinate on the ground behind the bus. It was a quick piss, she patted her vagina with the restaurant napk

Yesterday morning I arrived at, The Lot” at 2:20am. That was later than I had anticipated being the previous week the two waitresses from the local hookah bar pissed at 2:20am. I entered the lot and proceeded over to the church vehicles. I saw two puddles and a tall beer can on the ground. I didn’t think too much of it, it was probably a dude, being there were no napkins or tissue around. I backed into my spot which I had luck with the previous weekend and observed for a bit. I moved over to the right one space to be a little closer to the rear of the church bus. I felt there was to

Reviewing the footage captured by the action cam I noticed a car pull into the dark corner of the lot which was at the opposite end from where I was. The passenger door opened, a person exited the vehicle and went in front of the vehicle that was pulled in the space. I don’t know if it was a male or female. I’d assume female. Also reviewing the video I saw a female (I heard her name in the video, Ashley I believe) run to the dark corner of the lot and after about 3 minutes, return. At about 4:30am when I was sure the battery was exhausted on the action cam I left my position and to

Dear Wet Carpet Magazine, I am new to your site, and one of my friends suggested I write to you after she discovered that we shared a love of wetting. I have been a wetter since I was a kid. My parents were very free-spirited and accepting of anything that comes naturally to the body. They were what you would call hippies who wanted to live freely off the land. We lived in a small cabin just big enough for the three of us. I was an only child because my mother had health problems and wasn't able to have anymore children. This gave me free reign of our small farm, and I played with and ten

Thought maybe I was the only one. Here are a few, I'll have to hunt for meat-curtain peeing pics: