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Yes, a skirt makes peeing a lot easier as does fishnet stockings - much easier to hide the wetness. No need ever to visit the ladies when clubbing or in the pub, there is always somewhere better to pee, especially when there is carpet. When I am in the pub I prefer to pee through my skirt in to the seat, and if I am waiting until closing time I can usually do it because no one will sit on the seat until the next day when it will have dried. Otherwise I can stand pretty much anywhere in the pub and just let my pee run down my legs, my fishnet stockings don't show the wetness and hide the t

I haven’t been out the past few weekends hence the lack of updates. The first weekend there were thunderstorms and torrential rain so I decided against heading out and getting soaked and the following week I went on holiday so wasn’t around. This weekend I was back to it and have got a few sightings to report. The first one came pretty early on which surprised me. I had just walked into town from work and walked across the town square towards Mcdonalds. There were a few people around which boded well for how busy it could potentially become and when I reached the crossroads I leant on th

Male protagonist, male and female pissing I had just arrived on the Florida east coast to visit this new hotel. It wasn't an ordinary beachfront hotel, though. It was a brand new high-rise hotel and resort building for adults only that was proudly sex-themed and had designed special areas for many fetishes. However, I could not find any info about which fetishes, as the hotel did not publicize specifics about its accommodations to not get into a battle with inspectors. My car approached the hotel property and I saw a tall, opaque fence. The road next to the fence led to a security gate. I

I went back to scoping out potential sightings but none of them that I saw turned into anything and I find the people density on the street tends to go up and down with it going from busy to really quiet back to busy as the night goes on. As I sat I kept seeing people going up to the top side of town and kept debating whether to go up and see if anything was going on around McDonald’s. The only thing that kept stopping me was seeing girls coming to use the ATM and waiting to see if they showed any signs of needing to pee. I was starting to think heading up to Mcdonalds was a good idea wh

Well, I don't think it is weird. I rewet all the time, when I want to and just let it dry. If I pee through my skirt I just keep it on, and if I pee down my legs I don't worry about changing my shoes and stockings. I often take them off when I get home, hang them up to dry and wear them again the next day.

Later that same evening, in a Northern City, Mr Eliminature had an unfortunate mishap. After finally getting to see some live music for the first time since the start of the first lockdown (something that I have really missed), we both went to our respective lavatories, me in tbe ladies, him in the gents. I honestly don't know why the floor gets littered with lavatory paper in ladies' rooms. I always make a point of picking it up and putting it into the sanitary bins (never down the loo, because too much at a time could clog it). Well, I had my usual standing pee, being sure to put the s

After seeing the cute brunette I walked along the street and back round to the churchyard to sit on the bench and scope out the next sighting. For a while I sat watching people coming and going and as time passed I kept seeing guys coming up to the courtyard to pee but the girls I saw that looked fidgety and squirmy went off to the bars. I realised with the now open capacity the queues wouldn’t take as long so a lot of girls were choosing to wait and go in the bars. I just had to wait until some came along that were desperate enough to not wait. I could have quite easily decided to head and th

Like many others here I was also encouraged to pee in the pool at a young age. I remember it being so conflicting and I truly believe that the conflict I experience at a young age has fueled my lust and desire for naughty peeing and marking to this day. I vaguely remember being potty trained and being told that the only place to pee was the toilet...period. Then, when my mom started taking me to swimming lessons it all changed. I remember asking her to take me to the bathroom to pee. At first she would take me but the sensation of being in the water made me feel like I had to pee regularl

I'll bet some of you male members wish that you had been in the gents' loos at a popular Swedish furniture chain in the East Midlands on Saturday. Mr E and I were travelling North to see friends and family for the first time since lockdown and we stopped at this particular branch of said furniture chain for lunch (they're famous for their meatballs, both regular and plant based). Staying hydrated, I needed to relieve myself before lunch and we made straight for the lavatories. Unfortunately, both family loos were locked and there was a huge queue outside the ladies with a sign on the door

I went for a run earlier and hopped in the shower afterwards. I had just ran 10k and I was rather sweaty! I gave my husband a kiss after he greeted me and then went upstairs to the bathroom. I took off my t-shirt and bra, followed by my running shorts and finally my socks before stepping into the shower, the water cool but not cold. I was roasting! I began washing myself and after about a minute I started peeing, I had drank plenty of water and seemingly not all of it was lost as sweat. I just let it happen, not even looking at it as it flowed out of me and trickled down my legs and after abou

In the product development department of a certain Swedish furniture chain... "And so, after the focus group we then conducted a real sample experiment. We closed the ladies' bathroom and the family rooms, but left the men's room operational. The results were that most of the ladies were prepared to stand in the queue for an average of 11 minutes and 30 seconds. Then some left and urinated between vehicles in the car park or behind the trolley bay. Most subjects moved into the sales area. On this graph the horizontal axis presents step count or distance travelled from the toilets

It is very hard to resist once you have tried it in so many ways, hard to resist doing it every time you want to pee, hard to resist emptying your bladder completely every time you pee, and hard to resist going to bed early just so you can pee in bed! The way I maintain it is:- Don't protect the bed. It is much more comfortable to go to sleep when your pee has soaked away in to the mattress, I am sure that dispersing the pee helps the bed dry quicker and reduces the smell. You can pee as much as you like and it will never get uncomfortable. I drink a lot so my pee is very di

If there's o n e thing I've learned here on this forum as well as many others,it's that.."No, definitely not-you're n o t weird or more weird than any 'normal' person" 😉 (personally I'm not convinced that that even excists, this 'normality') Only thing is , that this pee-fetish is in itself an allready quite 'niche-thing' in the realm of human sexual behavior, even in the fetish world it's not as common as,say simple bondage, or role play.. But then again: so what ?! You just will have to look a little harder-, and a bit longer possibly, to find someone who is as much into t

New pee washes out the old, and my pee is so dilute it looks, smells and tastes like warm water!

He wouldn't have been able to see the funny side of it if he hadn't retrieved and washed his glasses 😉

He has. And yep, he saw the funny side. Mr E and I are both spectacle wearers, for everyone's information.

Not necessarily any surprise. I'm sure a few were eying up the gents themselves. They would definitely have been surprised by my using the urinal!

Contains nonchalant peeing and wetting I started writing this a few months ago when there were a lot of stories in the news about drivers and warehouse staff for a major e-commerce provider not being given time for bathroom breaks and having to pee in bottles. I began wondering, how could the company fix this problem? Laura parked at the side of the road and got out of the truck. Glancing at her watch she saw she was only just on time; she quickly went to the back of the truck and took out the package for this address. She walked briskly up the path to the front door of the ho

It has been some time since my last update – but I would like to ask a question to fellow bedwetters about how successful they are at sustaining a bedwetting fetish, and how long can you do this before it gets too much, or how long can you do this before needing a break and reverting to a dry bed? My first attempt lasted five days, the first few days were no problem (actually a lot of fun), but after several days the bed started to develop a slight but interesting aroma, which made it even more fun, but by the fifth days this aroma had become stronger and had started permutating into adja

I'll be sure to tell you all about it. You are already a huge inspiration to me.

I hope one day Sophie, perhaps inspired by me, you can feel confident enough to relieve yourself in a urinal.

So, as many of you may gather, I enjoy both the idea and practice of re-wetting. It seems to be a rather niche enjoyment even in the world of pee fetishism. Do you guys consider re-wetting weird / dirty. I get that there are levels to each fetish and I feel that re-wetting is past the limit for most when it comes to pee / omorashi fun. For example, When I get a day to myself, I will quite happily just pee through my boxer briefs as many times as possible. I suddenly have totally zero regard for the hygene of my pissy boy and I will literally soak him over and over through the day whenever

Nah. Still in bed holding lol. My back is starting to hurt though so I should probably get up and go pee!

Like half an hour or so in. I just woke up an always need to pee but im always way too lazy and tired to get out of bed. Guess I'll just wait till I cant hold it anymore.

I guess worse case is, (if you're like me) you struggle so much to see without them - it could be an issue finding them in the trough.

Very brave of you @Eliminature when there were other people around - especially using the urinal rather than hiding away in a cubicle like most ladies using the gents do. I wouldn't be surprised if some of the other ladies, having seen you two both use the gents, followed suit and used the gents after you - especially if it looked like there were no men in there after your husband left. Anyway, if the ladies are closed, what options do you have?! Seems like the best excuse to use the gents. And yes, I would have loved to have been there to witness it.

Haha! Beautifully plausible and wonderfully written 🙂 Thanks!

I have a fantasy where I do this with someone on an interstate bus at night. We sit in the back, after a long day of holding it back, just for the purpose of letting it loose in the back seats. We sit down and my friend spreads her legs, showing me her wet pussy, aching for touch. She tells me she can't hold it back anymore and before I even get my hands to her lips, she starts leaking. With one hand I take her leg, cock it up whilst taking her lips in my fingers and directing her spray onto the back of the chair in front of us. She gasps and suppresses moans as she pees harder against the fab

I wonder if you stumbled into some obscure Swedish social experiment - researching the British market for some new oddly named female aid? Rather than distract from a lovely account, I've developed my thoughts in the Short Form Porn section instead....

Well, if that ^^^^ makes a person bland and boring then count me in... I'll have a luke-warm vanilla latte with vanilla milk and vanilla sprinkles. As much as I love the occasional real life sightings, and the universe of online female pee content of all types, the self fuelled fantasies and play, the contact here with others telling me I'm not alone is right up there too. So @wannawatchuwiggle - understand you completely there.

I have found that the best way to wet the bed for real is first you want to not go to bed with a full bladder but with maybe 3/4. The second thing is to drink about two glasses before you get into bed make sure your not feeling bloated as this will cause you not to be able to go to sleep. The third thing is to be very tired. I make sure that I am totally exhausted before bed. This will ensure that you fall into a deep sleep before your bladder can signal that it full. Note that you may have to attempt this several times before your bladder will just release without trying to wake you. Its work

At the risk of sounding terribly bland and boring even: what I like about it the m o s t is still the interaction with otehr likeminded spirits! both here,and on other forums. Talking about what makes one tick,what others love about it-even learn about completely new aspects,this all contributes to a better understanding of oneself (me) and it's one h#ll of a fun thing to spend your time with !

“We’re trying to assemble them but the instructions are confusing”

I think I may have mentioned before a King Crimson gig at Symphony Hall in Birmingham that I went to with my 20-ish year old daughter. A big queue of 50+ year old guys waiting for the gents - absolutely zero queue for the ladies 🙂 Doesn't happen often.

Ah, thanks for letting us know this JDG. Having been regularly walked from the pool to the toilets by your mom when you needed to pee as a youngster does seem to have blocked you from being able to pee in a pool now as an adult. It could so easily have been the same for me if I'd had similar experience as a kid. Instead I was actually encouraged to hold on until I was in the pool to pee - and also to try and pee one more time before getting out at the end of a swim. The first time (when I wasn't sure whether I should or not) my mom reassured me by saying "It's the same as peeing in the sea

Wonderful story! I wish I had your confidence / bravery. I've used the gents a couple of times but it has always been in a cubicle. I don't think I'd be able to walk up to a urinal, pull my knickers aside and pee. Thanks for sharing!!

She always tells me, because she knows I love it. Sometimes she lets me put my hand there - but only if nobody else is going to see. So, if the bubbles are on in a hot tub then she will, and if we are in a pool with nobody nearby then she will either let me put my hand there or straddle my knee. In our own hot tub, I complained that I couldn't see and asked her for a better view, so she sat on the side, pulled her suit to the side and peed into the water.

I went to a carnival that took place in a local park. There was only one public restroom in the park with very few stalls. There was also a beer tent at this carnival. It was packed with people. I noticed plenty of men walking to the trees and pulling out their cocks and soaking the trunk of the tree. One guy was so drunk he pissed against the fence in the beer tent. He ended up getting kicked out. I saw one guy sitting on a bench, he pulled his pants to his knees and aimed his dick between his legs and pissed onto the grass. He had a very nice package. I noticed he was sem

Same here. It's the sense of relief, feeling with my finger my urethra really pulsating as the urine flows through. Also it's neat to watch the toilet bowl as it fills up with tons of bubbles and the splashes coming out of the bowl all over on the rim, seat, and floor. It's a hassle to clean, but fascinating to see how high and far these splashes can go.

My first post of a piss i took at work today, it looked pretty in the sun so thought i would share it with you all 💦

Lovely pictures Puddyls.

I’ve never peed my bed to be honest , but I may well try it from your description PaulyPeeps.

I'm about an hour in on my hold

For me it has the same … energy?… as exhibitionism, or maybe naturism. It’s the opposite of “put that away, nobody wants to see that”, and from what I can remember others seeing me peeing and seeing others peeing were both interesting/arousing, before I knew what arousing was.

I love anything piss!! being pissed on pissing on someone public pissing. Watching people piss in public love when my boyfriend whips out his cock on the side of the road to take a leak and I love pissing in the garden today I decided I was going to piss in the garden so held it for a bit now being a BBW sometimes the piss just comes out and goes everywhere but today coz I was desperate I squatted down and lent back a bit on one hand and spread my lips with the other my piss came out in such a force and arch it covered half the garden. Made such a lovely hissing sound

Carla tried to tell Michai that her boyfriend was no good, Michai finally saw it for herself. Carla is that friend who always has your back. Carla suggests that they do mean little things to make Michai feel better. Just breaking things off would be too easy Carla thought. The duo begins to brainstorm. Michai knows her boyfriend keeps a spare key on the fire extinguishers holder in the hallway. He doesn’t know she knows about the hiding spot. Michai goes and grabs that spare key, copies it and puts it back in place. Carla & Michai visit the boyfriend’s apartment whil

Certainly pee scenes outside. Even better when it's public

My interest in pee from a sexual standpoint began at probably 13. There was a neighbor girl who lived in the house behind ours that caught me peeing in the bushes behind our garage. I tried to hide myself, but she assured me she wouldn't tell anybody, but wanted to watch me finish. So I went on and let my pee continue to spray into the bushes and onto the garage wall. We were well out of sight of either house, so I told her since she had seen me go, I wanted to see her go. She was all too willing to let me watch her. (I found out later that she had spied me going a few times before, but had

I know I was interested, from a very early age, in how females peed. It was the first difference between girls and boys that I was aware of. I don't think my early experiences made me interested. I think it was my interest that made the early experiences so memorable. One of those was when I was at school. It was the end of our long break out of doors and we were all standing in lines, class by class, waiting to be called back to the class rooms. It was all very quiet, so the sudden sound of splashing liquid behind me made me turn around. The girl standing behind me had been desperate f