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Thank you for the positive responses so far...very flattering and encourages me to post more. Here is more of Robin for you. A lot of our pee play was done in the shower where we'd try an assortment of things that the tiny shower stall would allow. One of my favorites was for Robin to bend down, squat over my face and rub her silky ass all over my face and let out a pleasant tasting stream all over my face and hair. Then she'd let me lick her ass and pussy to my hearts content...or until she tired of squatting and understandably stood up. I loved those joyous occasions where she got so excited

May The 4th Be With You....

Hello all, I help on a shoot locally and as it’s a bank holiday here it’s fairly busy with people wanting to get out after lockdown etc. Lots of people haven’t been adhering to the private/not a footpath signs. This afternoon I was out on my bike going down a field margin and noticed 2 people enter the far corner of the field, one (female) early 40’s I’d say and size 10-12, 34c/d, brunette took a backpack off and opened it, rummaged around and then done it up. She then disappeared in to a little wood while the other person (male) waited. She re appeared 70-90 seconds later. At

Talk about timing. After posting the above, I went for a bike ride and the very things that I was saying came into evidence. I cycled to a nearby small lake. This is not a lake of any consequence that people would travel for miles to get to, but is one where lots of local people go for walks and cycling. I cycled along a small narrow path near the lake edge and I came out through a gap between two bushes to see...... A woman immediately opposite me was just standing up from being crouched down in an alcove between bushes. She was wearing a brown tartan skirt with dark tights, which

This is the next letter from Anna. It contains desperation, peeing, wetting, furniture and seat wetting. It also contains some peeing on public transport and public property. Dear Wet Carpet, Anna again. I sometimes feel like I'm blowing up your letter section with all these stories, but I keep receiving really kind requests from readers to tell more. So I guess it's a good thing that I have plenty more to tell. Anyway, to pick up where I last left off. The train car we were on remained empty for the rest of our trip to our stop. In that time, we drank more water and had to pee

It needs at least one Leia cosplayer, surely?

Online and in the privacy of my own home are it for me. Nobody in my life knows. I think what annoys me the most is that I'd be all set if my SO was into pee play. We're comfortable peeing in front of each other, he can pee with an erection (which gets me going), and he seems to hold frequently as a matter of stubbornness. He doesn't drink nearly enough fluids during the day to make me think he has an interest in peeing, though, so I've never brought it up. I would also say that holding isn't strictly a sexual thing for me. I do it fairly frequently throughout the day for short peri

Not sure if this has been done before, if so, Admin, please move this. If not, please share links to twitter accounts with pee content

I'm new to this board and still learning the ropes, so bear with me as I acclimate myself, This is the one place I thought I could share my personal pee experiences with an audience who may appreciate it (or maybe not...I guess I'll soon find out). I'll share a little background to give better context. Prior to my adventures, I was trapped in a loveless, almost sexless marriage for about nine years and eventually achieved a mutually desired and agreeable divorce. Once the divorce was finalized, I decided to make up for lost time and started a sexual adventure including new pursuits that I

I had to run out early this morning and figured what better time to scout out pee sighting areas than a Sunday morning. I drove through the night life areas to examine the aftermath. I spotted for sure 3 spots where women had relieved themselves. One was behind a gas station where there were two spots which had tissue litter, then a little ways down the street was a short, dead end street with littered wet wipes, and last but not least the money load which was just down the street from the famous Lot I would always post about pee sightings a few years back. It was a small, self service

I am mindful that I might have derailed the thread a bit, so to make amends, here's a semi-nonchalant pee in the kitchen from a week or two back that I had posted elsewhere. Not sure if @PeeGurl74 has seen it, but it might be something true to the spirit of her original intention with this thread.

It's a turn on for me to watch a man pee without holding his dick. I like the image of him standing in the middle of his room with hard floors or in his yard and letting it go. I like seeing him roll over in bed, open the blanket to pee, then go back to sleep.

I love these kind of things because they usually feature genuine people who need to pee in public places. I particularly like the girl in the green skirt discretely peeing on the kerb into the gutter. That's some style.

Trying to hold my pee in while quick-walking outside to release. As I'm walking with thighs clenched together, pee dribbles down my legs almost to my feet. Bladder is tight starting to ache. When I get even part the door I just let it go as I go to my spot.

As others have mentioned, when I lived alone I'd spend a lot of time naked and left many puddles whilst making the morning coffee. My kitchen window faced the road so I kept the blinds adjusted so people walking by couldn't see in. But I found out later that the lady across the road could see through the blinds from her upstairs window. Apparently she called me the naked Texan. I now wonder how well she could see and if she ever watched an impromptu pee in the morning. Never thought about that before.

It's rare these days but I've had those moments before. They're most common when I'm ovulating. The two most prominent examples I can think of are one from a few years ago and one from last night. Several years ago, the arousal hit me out of nowhere when I was trying to watch an archaeological documentary, of all things. I tried to ignore it but I couldn't focus so I I went to take care of it. Thirty seconds and a few strokes of the clit later, I was ready to watch my show. Last night was an unusual circumstance because it happened while I was high. It's easy for me to get ho

Here’s another memory I savor of Robin. We were playing tourists in a historical town near Washington DC along the banks of the Potomac River. As tourists, we were checking out the sights, milling among the tourists and sipping drinks throughout the hot and humid day. After a few hours of milling among the crowds and drinking various assorted drinks, Robin said she had to pee really bad. The only available “restrooms’ were nearby Port-O-Johns but the lines were really long and they smelled horribly in the hot, humid day. Robin said “Forget it” and wanted nothing to do with them (I don’t blame

Chris, you have missed a very important option - stand and let your pee run down your legs under your skirt! That, and sit and pee through my skirt in to the seat are the ones I find easiest to get away with, and both are rather pleasant to do.

People who claim that that outdoor peeing never happened live in a well literally. I have seen it all over the world and not just today but for long. The degree of maturity and confidence level has gone up today as compared to the past and ladies are not concerned with privacy of their genitals as long as they are not being leered at by jerks. Also today you see far more ladies who have managed to wet themselves but thats probably due to sociological changes as in the early days if a woman managed to wet herself outdoors for some reasons she would make an effort to leave the venue whereas toda

Slow day at the office this morning, so I'm sharing another one of my pee stories. This time it's about my former girlfriend Robin. Robin and I shared some of the wildest adventures together and I carry the fondest memories of her. Sadly, we didn't last because we were oil and water that couldn't mix completely together...but we were totally in synch when it came to sexual adventures and did some really crazy things together. I miss those crazy times with her. Nevertheless, here's just a small bit of things we did together when it come to peeing. We had a little ritual when we usually showered

Alfresco and Kupar, I had great fun with Sally. It was during a time when we both came away from bad relationships and were not interested in another long term relationship. We both wanted to have naughty fun with no strings attached. I have awesome memories of her. She lived about 5 minutes away from where I worked, so I tried to have as many "afternoon delights" with her as I could, but we also had occasional late afternoon/early evening rendezvous too. One of my favorite memories was when I went to her place one late afternoon where we indulged in fantastic sex in her bedroom. While we were

I am another that has told my wife, but not anyone else. I am in the same boat that my wife is not interested in it, but I am lucky that sometimes she will indulge me - my favourite is when she pees outside, which is a rarity and usually out of severe desperation with no alternative (which is a very rare occurrence). However, if that does happen, she has no qualms about me watching and just a handful of times she has peed outside for my benefit when nobody else is around. My wife also sometimes indulges me at home - maybe peeing in the garden or the shower or letting me put my hand in

when you’re horny but on a schedule. ☺️😇 had a kinda stressful day and in addition to having a few drinks to relax, but hiding a vibrator under my dress helped too.

Hello, my name is Haley, I am new to this site, I am a shy girl who has a special affection for pee. I have several stories about it, but I don't know if people want houvilas = D. I decided to create this account on this site to try to share some very "different" experiences. Is anyone interested in hearing or reading some of my stories?

I never knew until I found this site that there were so many fellow pee fans -I thought I was the only one 💛 This is such a great community - I hope I can contribute. Love seeing so many people open about their pee kinks. I'm from the US and enjoy all the stories and beautiful piss pictures.

I would second this. Parks and beaches in the early evening after toilets have been closed are good if you find people sat drinking - with no toilets available. It doesn't need to be late - just after the toilets are closed, so often any time after 6pm depending on the venue. Peeing by cars at the side of the road in broad daylight is something that I've seen a few times. Also, go to places where people travel a bit to go for a walk say. Keep a look out for tissues and other evidence that girls use places as toilets - only the other day I found a tampon package and applicator in some

It appears that the experience excited you! 😉

I heard about a girl who accepted a challenge into a height-pissing contest. All other competitors were male. She stepped out of her jeans, and dropped her knickers - which earned her applause and wolf whistles - then performed an elegant handstand, parted her legs and sprayed a bold stream on the wall above her. She was the clear, immediate and undisputed winner.

How intriguing! I'm guessing you never spoke with her about it directly. I'm guessing she wasn't offended anyway, or she would have complained either to you or others. So maybe she enjoyed the view. But the peeing is a different thing from the nakedness - probably people in general would be more likely to be offended. It's also harder to discuss.

If I’m too hard to control a stream, I just take a seat on the toilet and hold it down in there. No shame in that

I was pissing the stairwell of my flat the other day when the landlord started up the steps. I couldn't 'ide I was doing, all squatted into the corner full blast streaming against the wall. "Forgot your keys again love?" "Yea, terr'bly sor'ry." "Well let me go an you and I finish, I'll git ya bak in your place." Then she lowered her pants and stood at the top of the landing soaking them. Mrs. Tatum comes round the corner to see what the noises was, "That looks a right fine idea, I'm do it down here... seems a bit crowded up th're." She lowered her undies and flipped her

I like that there's a drain right next to it, they knew. In college my dorm was unisex and the bathrooms had a urinal similar to that. I had to explain that it was a female urinal. Never knew if any of my lady friends used them or not but being college and alcohol being involved I'm sure it saw some use.

I love reading BB's and Alfresco's sightings! I fantasise about being caught watering down a wall or tree by a friendly urophile. It would be great if I was walking around this town/city (no idea where this is, by the way) looking for somewhere to release the beer I had drunk. Heading for the steps/subway that you talk about (I don't think I'd want to pee in the churchyard), lifting my black skirt/dress and positioning myself into the corner whilst BB was wandering around, looking for sightings. He catches sight of me - distinctive because I always wear black - and immediately becomes ar

Ok. I'd thought I'd give a short experience of what I saw. Flashback to 2012, I turned old enough to drink legally (in Canada it's 19). I was at a festival that was held at a nightclub backyard parking lot. I drank and smoked a lot at the festival (away from my family and with my friends). The bathrooms had a long line for the women, and the line was made worse because 2 of the 3 toilets we're broken. So the owner and manager said it was ok for the ladies to use the men's room. A little bit later, I had to pee so bad (4 beers, 3 mixed drinks, some water and 1 weed filled cigar went

Yes, totally. I don't see sightings very often - because I don't have the opportunity to get out on my own, but that is my doing, not because the sightings are not there to be had. Yes, there is a big element of luck as in whether you find yourself in the right place at the right time, but you can influence that luck significantly by looking for the signs of previous peeing, finding areas where there are large numbers of people outside where there are no toilets; nightclub queues, bus stops, fast food outlets are likely candidates. One thing you absolutely have to accept is that you won't

This is my bed after work, after peeing on my bed and pillow this morning. My bed is soaked through to the box spring but I stopped before it started dripping on the floor. As I have wood floors I need to get a rug under my bed in case of excessive wetting accidents.

I made my first 2 videos of my bedwetting. https://www.erome.com/a/eYbNUnNz https://www.erome.com/a/CQxCZbya Hope you like them

I really need to preface this by saying that my interest in pee is more of a hobby (an activity which I enjoy in the way some people enjoy fishing) than a fetish (generally seen to mean " something unusual which generates sexual arousal"). While I've never specifically told anyone that have interest in pee (related activities), I have definitely hinted at it over the years with more than a few people. As far as I'm aware none of them really viewed the things I've said as indicative of interest. As to why I haven't specifically told anyone about my interest in pee: it is something which

I love this forum for questions like this - questions which open up and show that we don't all have perfect lives, we don't portray ourselves in a sex crazed perfect lifestyle. We're real people not just an internet persona. My 'interest' is very much hidden and I'd go as far as to say nobody knows. Since the advent of the home internet, maybe about 15 years ago I became properly aware of my kink and my wife suddenly became aware too when stumbling across a browser window. Consequently our marriage went through an extremely rocky patch. It's definitely not her thing, although we did

I have occasionally encountered puddles of pee in unusual places, such as alleys, bus stops, or stairways, but I always thought it was the work of drunk men. However, it's nice to be aware that some of them may have come from women 🙂 Female pee has at least a nicer smell.

This is the next letter from Anna. It includes furniture wetting, bedwetting, naughty peeing, desperation, and masturbation. Dear Wet Carpet, Hello everyone. It's Anna again. So I blame my mother for this (although I guess to be fair, I did it first). I have fallen in love with pissing in my car. Now, every morning on my way to work, if I need to pee, I've been waiting for a stoplight, adjusting my skirt or sliding my leggings and panties down, and just letting it go in my car seat. The feeling of my warm pee soaking into the seat under me and warming my bottom is such an incredibl

Dear Wet Carpet, I want to thank those of you who commented or messaged me asking for more stories about my mother and me and our peeing experiences. If you haven't read my previous letter yet, go back and read that one, and this one will make more sense. If you loved my last letter, I hope you enjoy this one, as well, because there is a lot to share. To say that my mother's mood and behavior changed dramatically after her first night at my place would be an understatement. I had never seen her so happy, and it began to occur to me how miserable she must have really been with my da

Dear Wet Carpet, I think I may have inadvertently broken (or fixed?) my mother. After her and my father split up, she called me and asked if she could stay with me until she found an apartment or something. Of course I agreed. She arrived a few days later with some suitcases of clothes and a poor attempt at a smile to hide her grief. I hugged her and welcomed her in. "You look like you need a drink," I said and started walking to the kitchen. "Bring the whole bottle," Mom said. We sat in the front room talking about what happened, and although Mom was hesitant to speak bad

In addition to the options above:- Sitting at an unused desk and peeing on the edge of the seat (so most of it runs on to the carpet). Peeing down my legs while waiting for the lift (my pee soaks into the carpet). Generally peeing a little down my legs while I make extra trips walking around the office. I must admit that I mostly pee down my legs outside the office or sit and pee through my skirt while sitting on a bench at lunch time, but little and often works well in the office when wearing a smart black skirt suit with fishnet stockings.