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The short version is a lady I work happened to tell a story about weeing outside.

I was just having a chat with a lady in my office. She is quite attractive, pretty face, nice figure. We often have laughs together and tell each other funny stories and jokes, helps pass the boredom of the daily office grind. 

So I told a story today about how the wife and I on our honeymoon in Wales got scared by sheep running at us in the field and how it ruined a potential 'honeymoon moment'that we had planned. 

Out of the blue, she told a story about her and her husband were walking through the woods some time back and it had gotten dark, she really needed a wee. This took me aback as this was not where I expected the story to go. She went on to explain that she had never needed a wee so bad in her life and then went into surprising yet very welcome detail. She said after some hesitation herself, and encouragement by her husband, and described "I was so desperate so I just pulled my trousers down and squatted and started weeing (she imitates a sigh of relief like aaawww) i was so desperate" she giggled and continued and then said that she then heard some animal behind her which made her squeal. I asked her if she had finished and she laughed and said."NO! I was still having a wee" 

I decided to share an embarrassing story of mine of a similar ilk to even the scales but her description gave some very pleasant images. Wish we could talk more, just nice to be able to share that subject with people even if she does not have the interest herself.

Hi Alfresco

Given what we have written about over the years, you and I have wives with exact feelings about an (pardon me) alfresco wee.

I feel it is a good thing but i understand some feelings of guilt you might have over it. Overall, i think it is good and you and I and our wives mutually benefit.

We have been together for just over 10 years now and got married in 2021. 

It was not until our minimoon right after we got married did she wee outside in front me. A long walk through Elan Valley, it was secluded, she needed wee and knew I wanted her to pee outside as I had encouraged her before. Numerous occasions she would complain of needing a wee, we would be somewhere off the beaten track but she would never do it through fear of being caught. She figured well, I might as well and with some hesitation, stepped off the path behind a small rock and weed very openly and exposed much to my shock and awe (and admiration). It ticked a lot of boxes for us both as she confessed she felt liberated by doing so, it made the rest of the walk comfortable for her and it aroused me immensely!

Later that year on the drive to Scotland for our actual honeymoon, a sudden closure before some motorway services sent us on the country roads through Lowland Scotland towards Edinburgh. That denied her a toilet for a badly needed wee. She joked that a layby might be in order but she was holding out for a petrol station or something. Eventually, she succumbed to her desperation and after I relieved myself at the side of the road, she jumped out and pissed on the grassy kerb... and was caught by a passing car we did not spot. Her greatest fear made manifest yet this car came and went and she was still peeing for all to see, not caring because she was so desperate. I think if she had not broken the seal of the experience before, it may not have happened. 

With these experiences, she is a lot more relaxed about it. She still wants to be discreet and ideally not get caught but will be open for a wee if she really does need it.

The following year (2022) I've seen a significant increase. In Devon, she weed amongst some sand dunes on a bike ride and for my 30th she let me film her having a wee on a secluded part of a beach.

Most recently on a trip to Iceland where we drove around the circumference of Iceland, actual toilets were very scarce and she had a wee in some quite open locations in the middle of the day. In the car park of a scarcely visited tourist site, at the edge of a golf course set within a glacial canyon and in a lay-by of the main ring road. The first of the 3 needed some encouragement but the 3rd one in the lay-by she did all at her own behest. She told me to stop the car in the next lay by because she needed a wee. She got out and instead of climbing over a higher rocky bank overlooking the lay-by and out of view... she turned to face me, dropped her jeans, squatted and had a very long wee next to the car. This would have been visible to any persons driving by and she did not hesitate.

In conclusion, our encouragement has opened a previously closed door. We get to witness and benefit from the action but for the sake of comfort and convenience, they are more open to consider other options. My wife will still defer to the option of a toilet if it's within reach but now, instead of complaining of needing to wee and there being no options, she will find somewhere and do it with enthusiasm.

There is guilt in the innocence lost but overall, it benefits us more individually and as a couple that they will.

(Some of these incidents are documented in more detail in former posts of mine. Feel free to visit my profile and have a read)

Today a good friend of ours came to visit. I was off ill so was home when ordinarily I would not.

Spent afternoon as a 3 chatting in the living room, played Mario kart for some laughs before they went to the kitchen for tea, coffee and girl talk. I stayed in the living room on the console.

The coffee had done a number because before our friend left, she popped into the downstairs loo which is in the entrance hallway between the kitchen living room. I barely had time to shuffle down the sofa to get nearer to the door before heard her sigh. It makes me wonder if she left the door open because the very audible sigh ended with a groan and a very hissy sound followed along with heavy tinkling. I think shemust have been hitting the porcelain just above the water line due to the combined sound but it was so loud. I just sat there with my game on pause and enjoyed the sound for a good 10-15 seconds. It ended with a quick sigh of satisfaction and I heard paper ripping, wiping and flush. Everything she did was very quick.

I think she must have pulled her trousers down as she shut the door to start having a wee so quickly. 

Just returned from holiday abroad. It was an adventuring one, each night in a different hotel after some very long drives through remote areas.

We had been driving for a few hours, visited a couple of sights but still had a 2 1/2 hour drive to the hotel. 

I had peed a few times by this time, wife has an annoyingly steel strong bladder. 

She pointed out a road sign that indicated a wc was coming up somewhere but it was nowhere to be seen. When we reached our next site, we were completely alone and on a hill so could see the road for miles in both directions. She asked how much further to the end and she said she would wait. I told her don't be silly and go here whilst no one was around so she did.

Undid her jeans, got into a low squat and pissed noisily and hard into the gravel. A lovely hissing sound, mixed with splattering into the gravel, foaming it up. She even smiled and sighed saying it was worth it but complained her but was cold. She let me take a photo when she was done.

As you can see by the cleaner impact on the stones at the top, her stream is very hard and straight.

Will post about the 2nd of 3 another time. 

I was about 17 at the time, a group of mates and I had gone to visit a friend who moved to Germany with family.

We had been a few summers already so his friends in his year started to know who we were by this point. One of whom was a fiery redhead E. The drinking laws in Germany or rather the attitude to underage drinking were alot more relaxed than what we know in England and we went to a bar for the night. A small one in Leipzig called Konntemanns consisting of a few baths with comfy sofas a chairs. A number of B52s later, conversation was flowing and the subject of snogging reached the fore. E whi made no apologies for her candour commented about making out with lots of guys and some being bad kisses. Thus prompted by her going around the table and kissing us engliah guys. B, The one who had a girlfriend back home funnily enough got marked as being a bad kisser. Guess he was trying to hard because she enjoyed our kiss.

E was pretty, average height and build, deceb5 enough figure if memory serves and her hair was gorgeous.

After a few more nights drinking at our friend's home on very cheap supermarket booze, everyone was going to bed. I was outside having a smoke and B came out very exitedly. "J, you've got to get upstairs E is up there and she wants you," 

I was a naive virgin and also having had no luck with girls ever, it made no sense to me other than if it was some kind of prank.

B insisted he was not bullshitting and that she was lying on the bed waiting for me.

Curiosity piqued, I went up to the 4th story (this house was massive) into the bedroom and sure enough, E was lying on the bed on top of the duvet, dressed in her nightwear.

Again, naive vurgin me did not take the bait and we sat and talked for quite a long time. She admitted that B was not lying and she did "want me" but was not really sure of how to really approach it and went for the cliche lie on the bed and lwt hik take me kind of thing. I was equally unsure how these things panned out, hence whybwe jsut sat and talked. It had been the best part of an hoir or so when she suddenly interjected mid conversation to say she had to pee and leapt off the bed. The 4th floor had to bedrooms and a small bathroom that was right next to the room we were in.

I couldn't help myself, so as soon as she had slipped out, I followed to listen. The house was utterly silent so I heard everything. The hurried dropping of her nightwear, the clunk of her sitting down on the seat and then the immediate sound of her pissing with a gasp of relief. It was loud, straight into the water to make an aggressive churning noise with her panting as she want. I was rock hard in a second and any previous thing I had said about perhaps this was not the best time for us to try things was now gone.

I heard her taper off to a tinkle and with a satisfied "hmmm" i heard her ripping toilet paper and stand up. I slunk back to the bed room and onto the bed and she came back in with a sigh. "So I'm sorry but I could hear you peeing" I said and she laughed and sat on the bed. I commented on how loud she was and she was unapologetic, " well I really did need to piss so" I think I asked 2 minutes before I seized her and kissed her hardtsking her by complete surprise but she reciprocated with equal vigour. I don't know what time we met in the room together but we were uo until sunrise, snogging, playing with other, I fingered her until she came and she tossed me off. I learnt a hell of a lot that night, about sex, and about me. She liked to dig her nails into me and to my surprise I really enjoyed it and made me even more fierce. She liked having that power over me.

This was not the first time I heard her and got to see her as well. She was in a bit if rage because B was cheating on his gf with another of the girls and she came backs to our friends place and came up to talk to me and vent. Whilst she was pacing around, she just walked into the toilet mid rant at me, lifted her dress snd had what I can describe as an angry wee (she forced in out) right in front of me. Given everything we had done the other night, i had earned her trust enough that she did not care about openly having a wee in front of me. I was kind of distracted (ok. Very distracted) but made all the right sounds and gestures in response to what she was saying whilst listening to the hissing churning happening just under her.she slept with me again but only sleep, as neither of us had that in mind after the very heated discussion about B's immorality. It was hardly the time for me to put the moves on given how passed off and upset she was.

Sadly that was our last trip to my friend before we finished school at 18 and all went our separate ways. E moved to New.Zealand of all places and last I heard she is married with a few kids. I think about her from time to time and think about everything we learned and experienced together. It certainly galvanised my interest in pee as a kink as opposed to just a weird interest in chance sightings and hearings.

Thanks for staying and reading.

On 8/18/2022 at 12:31 PM, Alfresco said:

Lovely account of an innocent but necessary pee in nature.   It is great that your wife is aware of your interest and tells you it is your lucky day, then lets you share in the experience.   It sounds like she is one who doesn't pee outside regularly, so I am sure you cherish every opportunity.

She is getting more willing to oblige these days. A few days after I asked her if I could record one. She obliged but only if it was audio. We watched the sunset on the beach, threw some stones and as it got dark, she ducked into the dunes, assumed a deep squat and went for a wee. I held my phone mere inches away. Really intense hissy stream blasting the sand. 

We are going on a 7 day road trip in a few months to some very remote areas. She has said that now she is more practiced at it, she will readily stop for a wee on the road. Lucky for me she was not put off when she got caught last year!

The wife and I are on holiday in Devon at the moment.

Yesterday we went on a bike ride to Crow point up the Tarka Trail. We took a little picnic with us.

Crow point edges the estuary mouth of the Taw and Torridge rivers and has lots of sand dunes. As we wheel the bikes up the dunes, she says "it's your lucky day, I will need a wee before we head back" jackpot!

We have the picnic, asks me to scout around. She is such a rookie because she misunderstands my suggestion and starts to pull her leggings down in the middle of a kind of path. We we surrounded by higher dunes but any one who decided to head our way would have been faced with her. I usher her off the track into a crater, admiring her perky bum in her cycling leggings. She turns to me, slips them down and squats. I sit down a few feet in front of her and she says "no keep watch, we don't want a repeat of last time (previous story)" I chivvy her along, having already scouted around. There are lots of people about but they are further down the beach. With one last nervous look around, she relaxes into a squat again, shus her eyes and starts having a wee. a few drops spray onto the sand and then she fully relaxes into a steady stream which noisily churns into the sand making a neat hole. She gradually slows and finishes up and lingers to drip dry. "Another for your walk bank" she says with a giggle. Again her rookieness showed because she stands up from her squat, lifting her bum above the apex of the crater. We would have been to far away to not be completely visible but standing with her leggings around her knees would have revealed she had just gone for a wee. It seems she gets so focused on having a wee that she loses all other sense of privacy. She's been caught because of that before and i made  no secret that enjoyed it.

Let me know if you want to have anything elaborated.

This was a genuine accident.

Last year in between lockdowns, some friends and i met up for a little house party.

It was held at one of the houses of the group and there was a lot of drinking, eating and party games.

We were outside most of the afternoon and I had a quite urgent need to pee. I hurried inside and pretty much burst the door to the toilet and found out there and then thar the lock was not working. Low and behold, the host, only 10 years older than me and quite the mile was sat on the toilet opposite the door. She sat upright in alarm as I stopped dead realising my mistake apologising profusely but she smiled and just started peeing as I backed out the room. She said she did not mind as I could not see anything. She was seated facing me directly and her jeans were pulled down to her knees so I could see either side of her upper thighs. Her lack of concern gave me some leave to feel I could stay so I did and we chatted and laughed about how long she was peeing for I myself was very desperate. 

I stayed until she finished tinkling and I gave her privacy to wipe and leave. Of course when I went in, I was so turned on I had to quickly sort myself out so that I could pee. It did not take long as the image of her was fresh in my mind.

Since my last post where the wife had her first public wee in Wales,  I had another unexpected experience.

It's fair to say now that now she has had a wee in public, she is a little more resigned to doing so it seems as during a walk today, she mentioned having to go for a wee... but sadly didnt as it was not urgent enough.. 

However on the drive up to Scotland for our proper honeymoon was where this event happened.

We have lots of hiking planned for this trip and given she comments now about not being so uptight about it, I'm expecting a sighting or two.

Our drive up was minimum 6 hour drive. I had been at work all day so as soon as I got home, I got changed and we set off. After an hour, I had a nap. I woke up with 4 hours of the drive still to go and the wife suggested we pull over at the 3 hour mark for food and a toilet stop. I agreed. We were on the A1M and as we got closer to Newcastle, the satnav diverted us to go straight the North Pennines on A roads due to a road closure. This meant we missed the next service centre. It was 2000 in the evening so was still very light out. The wife remarked on needing a wee and then joked that she would have to settle for piss in a lay by. It's the first time she has ever made a comment like that. I agreed but she then said that if we found a place with a toilet then she would wait for that. There was quite a large town looming on the horizon so I expected to find a fast food restaurant or petrol station. We drove through it and... nothing. 

After an hour or so, I was feeling quite desperate as well and with it  being darker now(enough to need headlamps) I suggested we pull off the A road. After a period of reluctance, she agreed and we nipped down a narrow side road. After a few minutes, I saw dense group of trees through the dark which had a track running through it. It was here she pulled over but then said she couldn't do it. After trying to convince her to just do it, she said she would check on her phone for somewhere on route nearby.

I went down the track, took my dick out and started to wee into the grass, it was very long and satisfying. I was a little deflated that the wife had not joined me but as I walked back to the car, I saw her hurriedly taking off her seatbelt and get out the car. "There is literally no where" and she ran down where I just went. She asked me to come with her as she is scared of the dark and I obliged. Just on the corner of the track on the road there was a wall and I told her to go down the track and use the wall as cover. She gasped saying " oh here is fine" and very hurriedly undid her jeans and dropped them. Due to the length of the grass on the verge, she adopted I mid squat facing towards the track a couple of feet Into the verge whilst I watched the road. She kept losing her balance so she asked me to hold her hand. This meant i was no longer on watch. I took hold of her hand and then with a gasp and a sigh, the sound of a very hard wee started churning into the grass beneath her as she panted. It was dark so I couldn't see but to have her pissing outside again and being able to hear all the sounds it came with, that was enough for me. After 30 seconds or so, i became aware of a glow on the road where our car was. I thought it was coming from the left so I stepped to block her and said " a cars coming." I didnt have time to say it fully before a car appeared... from the right. The car passes the junction of the track and with us being barely 10 meters down, we were lit up by the still very bright peripherals of the headlamps. I was shocked at how suddenly it appeared but after a few seconds, it was gone. I was close enough to shield some her dignity but because I stepped the wrong way, her obvious crouched form with trousers down made it obvious she was peeing. As the car came from our right and she was on the left of the track, it meant that the car was driving more or less straight towards her facing them.

To my utter disbelief and pride, there was no squeal of terror or embarrassment. The soggy sounding churning continued uninterupted She was still in the same position, pissing with enthusiasm. With a slight gasp, " I couldn't stop"

Her getting caught by a stranger has been a quiet fantasy of mine and I could control myself. Her flow started to lessen and for a moment the churning liquid impacting the grass beneath became a hiss. I reached under her from behind to try and catch her stream. I missed but my fingers did meet some cool droplets on the grass. I reached further and found the very wet and very warm core in the grass where her torrent of wee had been moments before and enjoyed the fragrant sent of her on my fingers. She pulled her pants and trousers up and we returned to car.

When I asked why she didnt stop she said that it was not until she squatted down that the magnitude of her desperation became apparent and she was weeing so hard she didnt want to stop. After all she said they dont know her and they would never meet again.

It does make me wonder what the view was like for the driver and hoped they enjoyed it.

Due to how late we arrived we went straight to bed but the following evening, we had sex and she described the pee in exquisite detail for me whilst we were fucking. Wonderful!

4 hours ago, Alfresco said:

That is great that you have had that cherished experience and that she has now found relief in the great outdoors.  Thank you for describing it in detail and I am very pleased that you got to experience that.  It is unlikely to mean she is about to start randomly peeing outside, which I am sure your realise, but having done it once, she may be more willing in the future if the circumstances are right and she is in a remote location needing a wee - especially as she has seen the effect it has on you.

I do wonder if she planned it as a special treat for you whilst you were on your honeymoon.  You mention that you have asked her in the past, so she obviously knew that you would have no o he too. And would enjoy it.  The fact that she didn’t use the toilet when she had the opportunity and knew she was going to be away from a toilet for a few hours, plus the fact that she was drinking on the way up, knowing that it would have to come out at some point.   

My wife is very similar and very rarely pees outside.  She also has to be absolutely sure nobody (except me) could see her and she has to have no other options and be sure she is not going to make it to a toilet.  The first time was magical, but every time has remained very special to me as they are rare occurrences and I know it is a big deal to her.

Good luck for future trips and it certainly seems like you need to plan some long walks with plenty of drinks. 

Yes I agree I dont expect it to be regular at all. It would have taken tremendous courage for her to do that and I do not want to pressure her. At the end of the day, this situation was very organic in that she decided herself that she was going to do it. In the past she has complained of needing to go but declined if I encouraged her and when in bed she has whispered a fictional story of her doing it in public to help me along but making actual arrangements to make her story come true was always objected.

I did ask her if it was planned and she explained it was not but when it came to that day, the opportunity was there and she decided there and then she would kill two birds one stone. She needed a wee and new I wanted to see her do it outside.

Basically, She had a wee in the morning as she does but because of her job, she does not have free access to a toilet at the drop of a hat so has got used to holding. As a result, the urgent need strikes her quite late but general sensation of needing to go doesnt bother her. This is quite extraordinary because she drinks lots of tea which goes through me very quickly but not her. This is why when opportunities to go on that day before the walk were not taken because she didnt feel the need.

Basically, we got walking, the crowds of people remained by the dam and only us and a few dedicated hikers remained that had gone the opposite way. We reached the top only 120 mins into our walk and there was that and the some to complete the route. She said that felt a distant need for a wee, she looked at the copse, considered the very isolated location and knowing my desire to see it thought "well if there was ever a time to wee in public, this is the place." 

As I said, that it was all of her own volition made it extra special. Granted, if I wasnt into it, she probably would have held it but my desire I guess was some encouragement for her to just do it. If I had made it happen, she would not have felt completely at ease and I would have felt bad for making her feel like that. 

After we walked away, she was not showing any signs of feeling bad or awkward and seemed quite pleased with herself. I asked her how she felt whilst she was actually peeing openly and she said "surprisingly... completely fine" and still was even after with no guilt.

Hah I forgot, just after she finished peeing but still squatting down she grinned at me " well that is one for your bank!" Too bloody right, its kept me going for days and long may that continue.

I know it will be rare but its reassuring to know that if she needs it again, it may happen. That's solace enough for me. Will certainly insist on being very hydrated.

I did consider snapping a photo of the stained earth to share as I love seeing that but the earth was such a deep shade of brown, even just after she stood up it was all the same colour save for the little crater her stream caused.

Hi everyone

I experienced the greatest thing for me this weekend. True story 

My wife and I got married last week and for a minimoon, we went to mid Wales to a little shack. It was quite remote.

Now if I havent said it before,my wife is very shy and when I have asked her to pee in public, she always declines. Essentially the fear of getting caught is a major wall for her to get over. Weve been away before in remote(ish) locations and despite complaints of needing a wee, she would never do it. The stipulation being she would have to be about to wet herself and be secure in the thought she couldn't be seen. Same goes for having any kind of fun sadly.

If we ever do go off the grid, it does cross my mind that maybe it could happen this time but never has (been together 9 years). Its not a deal breaker. We have very good and regular sex and I love nothing more than to make her cum so my kink is just a bonus if it gets satisfied.

I'll set the scene that got my hopes up. Wake up in the morning, she has a loud hissy wee on the toilet. We go out, go shopping for picnic bits and dinner for tonight and tomorrow. We drop the stuff off home and we set off for Elan Valley. I make a mental note she doesnt pee before we leave. We get to the visitors centre some 40 minutes later. She doesnt pee there. The man at the desk quite openly says the hike we are doing is a good 3 hours. We get hiking up past the dam and up the hill. It's very steep so once we start making the steeper climb, we have only seen 2  couples, both coming down.

All along she keeps drinking water. Now I have kept to the same regime as her. Not peed since morning and keeping fluids up. I need to pee. I mention that I could do with a wee at some point. Anyway,, we reach the apex of the walk and at the top, there is an acre or so of trees in a very tight copse.

We have a picnic and rest a while. I point out the dense copse would be an ideal place for me to pee. My wife pauses and quietly says to me, "I think I might have a wee too" 

Needless to say my heart was in my throat and took me off guard. She normally holds it you see. She says she is certain due to the cover and lack of people. I have a quick scout around in both directions and see no one. This is very important because if she gets caught, she wont ever do it again.

I say it's clear and she gets up and walks off to the copse. The trees are very dense but there were a few bits that were not so dense. I expected her to get right in but I suggested in one of the open bits on the edge with a small rock and she takes it.

" I cant believe I'm about to do this" she says

I'm struggling to balance watching her and keeping lookout, shes barely 6 foot into the trees so is quite open.

So she lowers her trousers and knickers and then stands there awkwardly looking at the floor trying to lower herself down. I was shocked because shes made such a thing about being anxious about being caught and here she is, standing just off a footpath, knickers round her knees and her privates on show yet there were no fearful glances being cast around. Just as she reaches halfway and then bottles it. " no no I cant do this" and pulls her trousers up and starts to walk out. We have little discussion and she is basically worried about weeing on herself. It's no secret between us that I have seen friends weeing before in various circumstances not mentioning what is available online. So bless her I explain to her how to squat. Shes got tight fitting gyms trousers on so I tell her to pull the leggings and knickers to her knees, spread her feet apart with her knees together and crouch. Again, she pulls her trousers and knickers down whilst stood upright so her pussy was open to the world and takes a few seconds before following my instructions. She ends up in a high squat with a pain look on her face. "Like this?" And I told her to get right down. She lowered herself right down "aha that's better" with a smile.

I'm am giddy with anticipation  and arousal. She is at a 45 degree angle to me so I can see the space between her ankles and not blocked by the rock. Her focussed expression lasts for 5 seconds until her eyes widen and mouth opens with a look of shock and bewilderment. "I'm going" she says which tails off into a sigh of relief and her eyes close.

With that, a very fine silver stream of wee starts hissing from her and starts foaming the earth beneath her , eyes closed mouth open but no concern like I expected. It looks and sounds heavenly. It lasts about 10 seconds before it comes to a stop. She smiles when she is done, lingers for a minute to dry seemingly forgetting she still has her bum hanging out. 

She very kindly gave me a "hand" as my arousal was bleedingly obvious through my shorts and I came very quickly.

An experience I will cherish fondly. I hope you enjoyed it.

Now that's done, I hope to expect more willingness in future!

I could not agree more with this topic.

The major issue ive got is that sadly, my wife is not into it. She does permit though so if i get her in the right mood, she let's me listen, watch, touch and if I am lucky she will pee on me when we shower. The latter is quite rare  because she finds peeing in the shower disgusting. 

The top thing on the bucket list is to get her to go for a wee outside but she cant bring herself to do it through fear of being caught. Shes that paranoid about it that even when we were on holiday in Iceland, watching for Northern lights in the  back end of nowhere on a road that was so long a car appearing would take several minutes to pass... we were there for 5 hours. We had a picnic, food and plenty of drink what have you and in that time, I must have gone for a wee at least twice. It was so remote I didnt take cover, just got out the car, went to the middle of the road, got my dick out and went all over the tarmac. Easily the most picturesque piss I've ever had!

She does enjoy seeing the effect it has on me but that's not enough to make her want to do it regularly. In terms of the image, There are two things I love most with ladies when they pee. First is just sat normally on a toilet with a view from the side. Something so sexy about  seeing the side of her bum and thighs but not being able to see anything explicit and being able hear the wee happen. I've already posted a story about the first time she went for a wee (quite suddenly) in front of me when she was crushing shy. It was just like that and it was wonderful!

The second is when they squat to pee. I havent seen my good lady do that but that is the dream.

Hi everyone.

Havent posted in a while as the experiences are few and far between. That being said...

With this one, let me start by saying this was a member of staff.

I was waiting in the reception area of the college as I had a meeting with one of the senior leadership staff. There was a  bench opposite the reception so I seated myself there to wait. It was not very busy as classes were still on but people came and went. A rather nicely dressed lady in the mid thirties range went to the reception and had a few words. It was difficult not to admire her slim figure with a nice shaped bum and boobs all in proportion. Despite the weather, she was wearing quit a summery dress that hugged her figure very elegantly but was loose around the waist and legs. She then walked away and disappeared into a door to my right. I had thought this was an office until this point but whilst I was browsing my phone I heard that distinctive sound of a lock being engaged and a seat being popped up. I still wasnt sure as I was  convinced it was an office and then I heard a most luscious sound of a steady hiss becoming louder and more clear by the second. As I said there people passing by regularly but I could hear it clear as day, the sound of a lady who really needed a wee. After about 5 seconds the sound was crystal clear and I heard a gentle happy sounding "huuurh" emanate from within. The hissing was very steady and uninterrupted and then fizzled out after 15 seconds to a little trickle followed by another brief sigh of satisfaction. The toilet flushed and the same beautiful lady stepped out, smoothing her dress down and walked away with purpose. I would go as far to say she had a spring in  her step. 

The unexpected and innocent ones like that are always a pleasant surprise. Ide be interested to hear what other ladies think if you were in that position. surely she must know that loo isnt soundproof and she would know how loud she pees especially when desperate. Yet, without hesitation, confidently entered the toilet and went for a very audible wee knowing I was sat on the bench outside.

Do you avoid that situation, go and do it anyway a bit more discreetly or pee as loud as possible to be heard/not caring?  Not able to say what it was for her but she wasnt shy, might has well have been in with her.

In the 10 minutes I was waiting two more teachers went for a wee. Not quite as loud as the first but pleasant hissing  noises could  e heard when the crowds weren't passing by so close. The first lady certainly was memorable and thought it was worth a share.

Further to and as per my latest topic she has gotten more comfortable over the years. There was an accidental occasion when a close friend of mine was round who is also into peeing . She came home from work and saw me playing on my computer but didnt see him. She greeted me from the door but announced she had to pee and ran up the stairs to the bathroom. I heard the seat clunk down and very clear rustling of clothing. I pointed out that she could have left the door open to my friend and we both heard her start noisily urinating with a sigh of relief and my mate looked amazed at the sound of her hissing. As much as were both enjoying it I got up and walked to the bottom of the stairs to see her with the door wide open sat on the toilet, still peeing very audibly might I add.She was to start talking but I interrupted her and quickly told her that my friend was in the kitchen. She gasped and stopped peeing, leant forward and sheepishly closed the door whilst calling "sorry" to my friend. She carried on peeing but alot more suppressed. She knows he likes it as well and later on after he left she was a little embarrassed and asked me if he heard. I didnt lie which made her feel more embarrassed but I also told her that he was really impressed and jealous which made her laugh. She was then more at ease with it and I was quite excited that someone with my interest had appreciated her skills. We got it out of our system later that night! 😉

Another story about my other half.

In the more recent years, my fiance has grown increasingly at ease with peeing and whilst she has not completely embraced my kink, she does indulge me. She will let me watch, touch her stream and has on a few occasions, peed on me , but this was a new experience.

We had been out at a regatta in a local village and she drank several cans of cider. On the way home she said she needed a wee and as I am keen for her to wee outside I suggested I pull over for her. She refused. She is terrified of being caught and getting in trouble but she did at least say that were it dark, she would consider it.

When she uses the phrase"i need a wee", it's like flicking a switch inside me. I asked her to try something new at home, namely peeing and going down on me. She agreed!

As soon as we get home, she rushes upstairs, pulls her trousers and pants down and sits on the toilet. I was there ready in a flash and she got to work. I asked her to hold her pee for as long as she could. She had a hurt expression as she looked at me and said she was desperate. Again a just asked her to hold as long as she could and could pee when she wanted. She carried on and over the course of a minute she moaned regularlyand her rhythm increased. I was building up very quickly  and with a few rapid succession moans, her pained expression turned from pain to relief as her mouth opened wider for a second and her face relaxed. A very loud but pure hissing sound started and with a sigh of relief and a smile  she carried on with a moan of relief. I was un dual ecstasy, just stood there listening to the strong and steady hiss and the odd drops trickling into the water and then i started cumming. As her stream slowed to a gentle hiss, I came all over her and then we both promptly collapsed about laughing with the mess ide made! 

Now I've written this I need to get her to do that again! My oh my that was good.

I've been with my girlfriend for a good 7 years and are engaged.

We met at university and were both each other's first relationship so we took it slow. I'm quite confident but when it comes to anything serious to the opposite, I am very shy. She is also very shy. Apart from a few occasions where we snagged in bed fully clothed for hours until our lips felt like sponges, we had not been very adventurous.

Around 6 months into our relationship, she was round my house and all my family were out. We were talking in the living room and during a conversation about something mildly sexual, I chanced it and asked to see her topless. She uncharacteristically said "if you want" with a shrug and brazenly took off her top and bra. I was gobsmacked! Ide never seen boobs in the flesh before and she looked equally uncomfortable. I stripped down and joined her for a cuddle. It was wierd at first but we sat there for a few hours talking and by that time, we were comfortable. Needless to say, with all that time, I had to pee and eventually had to give in so I said I needed to go and would get a takeaway menu whilst I was up. She also said she was desperate but clearly neither of us wanted to move.

I went to the kitchen whilst she went into the downstairs loo. I felt naughty but on my way back, I knew the toilet was not at all soundproof and you can hear from the living room door. I decided to have a listen.

Now this was where I was pleasantly amazed. She was a quiet shy young lady but my goodness she had the purest sound pee ever. She was pissing very hard but it had a lovely hiss accompanying it which lasted about 20 seconds. I was impressed and also felt happy knowing my girlfriend had an awesome pee. 

I scored on own goal though by telling her afterwards that ide heard her which she got very embarrassed about. Some months later I did pluck up the courage to inform her if my fetish and she did not react badly. She is not into it herself but at the present day she indulges me but it's taken years for her to get comfortable.

After a number of occasions visiting each others I house, getting ready for bed was always done separately. I had gotten used to peeing in front of her but once our teeth were brushed she would wait for me to leave before going herself.

One day before we went to bed, I said in passing that she can go with me in there, we've seen each other in more compromising circumstances. She did not really answer and I was never one to pressure so we went to the bathroom as normal.

I went about the normal routine and started brushing my teeth when I heard a  crystal clear gentle hissing noise come from behind me. I looked up at the mirror and there she was, at a 90° angle to me, sat on the toilet having a wee. She stared straight a head expressionless without a word. And I was dumb struck. Again ide never seen her on the toilet before and had fantasised about it many times and yet there she was. Just sat there with her knickers round her knees and the side profile of her bum perched on the toilet just weeing. I dont know what it is or if anyone else is the sa.e but I love seeing ladies just sat on a toilet.  When she stopped, she then looked at me and asked me to turn around so she could wipe and I obliged. I know how much courage that would have taken her to do that I was was very respectful of that.

I can write about some more experiences with her at some point. Ide be interested to know what you good people think or if you have similar experiences!

Hello everyone. I am new to the forum and wanted to contribute with a series of experiences with a lady from uni. I'll start with a warm up. This is a true story.

Talking a few years ago after our first year, a group of us from different courses went camping to the southwest coast in the UK.

it was a long trip down and once we set the tents up we all got hammered as students do before walking down to the beach for sunset.

We were all a few sheets to the wind and went for a swim which developed into a skinny dip. I wasn't brave enough to drop my trunks but the best looking girl of the group Charlotte was not so reserved and took her bra off. She is a pretty lady and I had a bit of a soft spot for her so I was amazed. I was walking back up the beach with her sneaking as many a glance as I could of her slender slightly tanned body. As we were setting up to walk back she complained of needing a wee. She asked another girl to hold a towel up for her and they walked over a dune. It was more of a mound of sand to be honest as we could all see over a little. I looked round and charlotte was behind the towel but not covered by it. Either the other girl did not think where to hold it or charlotte had shuffled round and squatted down so she was 75% in view. Unfortunately I couldn't see much below her knees as the sand obstructed my view. She caught my eye, grinned and told me not to look. After she was done I made to innocently walk into dunes, sneaking a peak at the damp patch of sand.

After the sunset we commenced the walk back to camp. It was getting darker on the way back and it was a good 30 minute walk. Charlotte and another girl were complaining of needing a wee again and I considered finding an excuse to go into the communal campsite toilets when we got back. 

As we walked down the track the sun had since set and it was very dark coupled with the over hanging trees and hedges. Then my wildest dream came true. Charlotte announced that she was too desperate and had to pee now. She kicked off her pumps, deftly slipped her tracksuit bottoms down and leant back on he hands in a squat. I could not see through the darkness. I made an excuse that she would wee on her pumps if she was not careful so stepped in front of her to move them out the way as she would pee downhill. There was no hesitation, as soon as I leant down to get the pumps she started to noisily urinate with a sigh of relief. I can still hear the loud hiss it made with the accompanying splatter on the gravel. This went on for 5 seconds and I was in heaven. Sadly we were interrupted. Out of nowhere, a dog appeared and went sniffing towards her crotch and a silhouette appeared from the shadows about 15 feet away. I announced "oh are you ok? Your shoe fell off too." Trying to warn charlotte and provide a cover as to why she was down there. She was already aware of the dog so she very deftly yanked up her bottoms and said that she wasn't hurt. The man walked past without a word but I am going to assume he knew what really happened. Needless to say I was annoyed that such a rare opportunity had been ruined. I then said to Charlotte that she could carry on and we got into a little argument. She was saying she didnt need to go so bad as she had done most of it and would go back at camp. I waited outside as the girls went in waiting my turn and got to hear what was left of Charlotte's wee. Despite it being a strong and steady hiss, it wasn't the same as being with her on the track and I was still internally chuntering about that bloody dog walker. Just my luck eh! Now I have written it down I suppose I should look at it as a glass half full! A rare sighting interrupted is better than it not happening at all.

More to follow if interested.