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Hello! I'm completely new to this site and I didn't even realize it existed until someone mentioned it in a comment on reddit. I've never been comfortable posting about my experiences on Reddit or other sites and after lurking on this site anonymously for a while I now feel comfortable to have a real account and share my real stories. I might not be good at writing them at first but I have a lot of them, so please comment on how I could tell them better - if there are any details I'm missing out, etc. My first time happened about it 6 years ago now - and prior to this experience I had ne

I had a sexy thought about a friend earlier, and I just had to take care of myself. I don't know why it popped into my head but I couldn't stop imaginging her in the passenger seat of her boyfriends car absolutely bursting for a wee, literally holding herself as they drive home, begging him to hurry up because she needs to pee. Squeezing her legs together, grabbing her crotch, doing everything in her power to hold back the flood. Then when she gets home, rushing up the stairs to the toilet, barely getting her tight black trousers down in time before sitting on the toilet, unleashing the t

Hi friends! I'm currently going through a bit of an emotional crisis all about love, feelings and whatnot, and it's slowly driving me crazy. I was hoping that maybe some of you could have few wise words of advice to help me get out of (or at least understand) this mess. For the past few months I've become friendly with a girl. We get along well, have common interests, similar worldviews, the same passion about things we care about, and so on. Needless to say, I started to develop feelings for her and now I'm in a position where I don't know how to proceed. I should mention th

Took this one on the couch and really liked it

I was at a summer music festival. It was early evening; still daylight. It had been a great day already because the organisers had badly miscalculated on the number of toilets needed. There were huge queues - mostly young women - for every block of portaloos. Women were going into the urinal enclosures. Most pissed on the ground but some attempted the troughs or the urinals. Other women were peeing in the hedges, or anywhere else they could find some cover. I was near the toilet queue closest to the main stage. Two women, early 20s, slender, leggy, both blonde, caught my eye. They

Under the covers

Took this one this morning, as i was waking up. Bonus: morning pissing action shot!

OK, so here are some details from Tuesday night. I wasn't particularly early getting to Brighton due to what I had to do first, so I didn't arrive until about 10:45. The first 45 mins were spent checking out where was busy (pretty well nowhere) and what was going on. Then I ended up back near the fountain in the open area near where the buses drop off. That's when I started to get some luck. I noticed that (presumably) the council had cut down all the vegetation around the fountain, which used to be a popular pee spot, which meant that the whole of the central area around the fount

I just had a pretty good orgasm (or at least all the cum in my pj's tell me it was good lol), and I commented on how good peeing after an orgasm feels for me. It's a recent revelation, and I noticed it tonight specifically because I got off and then peed before bed lol. I'm curious about what other peefans prefer. Idk what it is. Maybe it's just the pressure that builds up between my legs and releasing my pee just enhances it haha. Everything is already so sensitive that peeing just kinda gives me one last wave of pleasure.

Yesterday was quite an interesting day. I often sit near a lady at work. She's 31, quite short, has a cute face with nice cheeks, and long golden blonde hair. Anyway, she has recently started trying to drink more having noticed she often forgets to keep hydrated. She has bought herself one of those bottles that has times and ml on the side as a sort of drinking target. The bottle is 1l, and it's graduated at around 200ml per hour. Now, very recently she admitted to having a small bladder. She even mentioned how that she hopes her bladder will get a bit bigger or stronger as she gets use

Brightened my Friday

I always believe it's a good thing to 'flush out the pipes' after an orgasm...

Upload 2 of 2 last pic is aftermath with a lotttt of dribble!

Hi all. Back from xmas party night out with work. Walk home in my favourite alleyway. Let the drinks out! Upload 1 of 2

Hi Donny I love the smell of dried in pee. When I go to the wardrobe and take out a skirt that I have wet myself in I usually press the fabric to my nose to take in the aroma of the dried pee before putting it on. I wash my skirts occassionally, usually when white crystals start to form because it has been hanging in the wardrobe too long since I last wet myself wearing it. Just wetting myself is not a good reason to wash my clothes - just hang the garment up to dry and put it away for next time!

My GF then wife absolutely loved wetting her shorts( Australia during summer they dried quickly) She wet her shorts at the pub beer garden, sitting in her puddle, standing outside shops, sitting at a park bench, at an outside café, peed at the start of the meal, sat in her puddle and peed at the finish, at the end of the day she did smell quite pissy, and the crotch of her shorts was quite stiff. She smelt wonderful

@AWN_84please post more of your pics when you can...I'm trying to keep this topic alive. Here's one I found on the web.

I sadly don't remember much of my nonchalant pissing encounters i had. Mostly 'cause i was drunk to be honest. 😄 But also, time washes away a lot of good memories. But now that i'm thinking about it, i can recall 2 stories. I really like this site, it's digging out so much forgotten memories of mine. Just by reading and thinking about it. First Story - It was at a silvester party a few years ago which i and 3 friends attended. Two male friends, and one female friend who also was the GF of one of my buddies with us. It was some kind of roaring 20ties party, were everyone came in a cos

Living room: from / on the sofa while everybody is just chilling, chatting and just pissing nonchalantly wherever they feel it, like if it's the most natural thing to do Bedroom: standing at the door, pulling out my dick and power spraying the whole room (carpet, bed whatever gets hit)

Tolle Geschichte. Warte gespannt auf eine Fortsetzung!

it almost made me late for work. haha. but jilling my pussy was feeling so gratifying that i was having trouble stopping.

Sitting at those covered picnic table in parks, the ones with the slat type seats, sitting there with Curls, often halfway through lunch I would hear a splashing sound, look down and she was wetting her pants where we sat, not saying anything before hand, just had a complete nonchalant wetting

Very hot story. I too hope to read more. Curious how long it'll be before they start fucking, and if they'll start dating and having naughty pissing and sex once they're saved. Kudos!

It happened at a crowded warehouse party where the only available facilities consisted of a single use men's room, containing one urinal, and one barely shielded toilet. Speaking of which, the minimal privacy of the toilet was a detail that had barely even caught my attention. After all, it's quite common in the US to enter men's room of a bar or a club and find rows of toilet stalls without doors. But to describe the meager divider separating the urinal from the toilet as "a stall" would be more than generous. The area in question was little more than a thin metal slab extending out at the sa

part II... teehee. i hadn't done a marathon jill like this in a long time. while i wasn't always actively pleasuring myself, keeping my toy inside me for over an hour was incredibly pleasureful. sometimes i wasn't doing anything but gently rocking my hips while enjoying the subtle sensations of it in my vagina. exasperated by the fact that i was probably chatting in DM's, or uploading pix, while satisfying my arousal. but what felt so much more intense was trying to hide what i was doing when (if 😳) i became aware of nearby activity in REAL life. at one point i thought i heard a neighbor

I hope that Title is not misleading. I would like to have as many pics of dicks posted each day as possible. The pic can be of yours, a friend (with his/her permission), or one you found on the internet, and size (small, large, etc.) doesn't matter. I will post my compact/uncut dick as soon as I get new pics taken. This beautiful penis is one I found online. AND it's perfectly okay if it happens to involve a dick that is peeing.

Humping the dinner table 🙂

From an article in today's Guardian about how to deal with parties if you're an introvert. Too good not to share. I think there are a few people here this will resonate with 🙂

Exactly Madelyn it is not just about opening your bladder to the world but being able to share your full self with those who accept this amazing fetish of ours

Last night, Friday's, was an active one for me, even more than usual: - I went dining with Antonio, the taxi-driver you know about, in a modest Restaurant, very busy and not particularly interesting. There I drank a lot of mineral water with the meal, and when we left my bladder was already crying for help... He too had taken fluids, but in a more sensible quantity. Anyway, after eating, we decided to go dancing, and I suggested to him the Disco where I often go, explaining that, there, pissing around in the hall is quite tolerated... I could have discharged all the p

I would probably ask her out, maybe for lunch or afternoon tea. At worst she can say no. If she accepts, the usual caveats apply. Make your own way too and from the venue, let a trusted friend know what you're doing, don't push the envelope and, if it turns out that at most she wants to be friends, accept that for what it is. Good luck.

A very sexy thought and very arousing for sure Sophie.

I'm probably the least qualified person to give advice - my usual go-to response is that 'when it happens it just happens', and that's not quite the question here. Part of the problem I guess is that we all carry different levels of baggage. Bad feelings, memories and fears based on previous experiences. For us remotely it's difficult to know what your friend is into and what level of interaction is typical for you, and for you as well it's difficult to interpret whether they'd be open to moving things forward in the direction you hope for. If the answer to that were a no, it's defin

Mmmmm brightened up my Saturday morning!! 😀

Great story

@Johnboy777 can't refuse to help now can i? Here we go

It's quite common @Miles93 to use a clip from the internet to illustrate a story, and no harm in it when it's done like @steve25805 has here. It emphasises the text we're reading and weaves in nicely.

Dear Wet Carpet. I've been chatting up the middle aged barmaid down my local pub. She has something of a reputation. Some of the things I have heard on the grapevine about her alleged pissing antics have long piqued my interest. Rumoured to be into peeing on guys, known for thinking nothing of peeing in full public view when she's had a few, rumoured to have the habit of peeing in glasses or on the floor in quiet corners in nightclubs. There is a persistent story going around that a few years back she peed on someone's bed for a dare. Anyway, on a night when she was not working I in

@gldenwetgoose Cool story, thanks for sharing! And how nice of you to cheer her up with some friendly words. It's time to encourage our ladies to piss more in public and stop shaming them when they just do the same thing as men do already forever. And thanks for the picture, that was good thinking to get a shot of the puddle!

Chapter 2 Ashlynn cried. She Wailed. On top of her embarrassment, she was angry. She could feel the splotches and clingy wetness on her leggings. She felt like an animal, forced to relive herself in front of her mother, because Michelle couldn’t be bothered to move off the toilet. Still, her mother’s embrace comforted her somewhat. Ashlynn didn’t want to jeopardize such a tight hug. Despite the moist sensation of her mother’s wet legs against her somewhat dry leggings, there was nothing like a mother’s embrace. She started to calm. If only to walk back to the car. As she took to the passe

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRCxTNrK/ I had to share this here because the world thinks I'm a vanilla person and masturbate normally but I do this too and I'm SOOOOOO happy to find someone else who masturbates like me 😭😭😭😭

Thought I would add another surprise my now fiancé gave me about a year or so after the first. I would often try and get her to pee while she was wearing a skirt, and she did this from time to time both with and without panties, but at a party one evening in the 70 She looked great, platform shoes lime green top and tight black pants. Like most parties back then there was sometimes a little pot, but mostly just beer and wine, some spirits. Nothing much had happened, everything just getting louder and a bit of falling about. My girl had by this stage had more to drink than me, an

Dicks help to wash your hands too.

Tis me 😊 (and there’s plenty more where that came from)

In my Girl Friends Jeans At a house party many years ago. We both needed a pee and went outside, we often peed together (still do) We had had a bit to drink, and she had gotten me out and all of a sudden said “I need to go or I will wet my pants” Me being the gentlemen, as always, said “No let me wet them for you” So, poking my half hard cock into her open zipper of her jeans, and tried to pee with half a hard on. Eventually did and I heard a hissing sound as she wet her pants and jeans completely. Little stroking of her pussy made her come almost immediately.

I think that all things considered I prefer to pee sitting. I love feeling my pee pool in the seat around my bottom, gradually soaking away in to the upholstery. That has to be balanced against peeing while standing with the feeling of my warm pee running down my legs and caressing my feet in my shoes...

Think of all the times you put off peeing until the last minute and stayed dry. It's a gamble that you win most of the time, so there's no reason to stop doing it.