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What book is this? I'd love to read it.

Really well written, Lucy! The three of you must've been quite relieved after that. Looking forward to reading more of your recounted peeing adventures ☺️

Thank you for sharing @bigpeegirl69! Frat parties everywhere are notorious opportunities for bathroom sharing and peeing outside. Your account reminded me of a couple of experiences from my college days. My ex-girlfriend, Diana, my senior year was a party animal and a bit of a heavy drinker. When she'd go out with her friends, if I didn't elect to join them, I'd usually be the recipient of several Snapchats over the course of the evening documenting their frat party pee experiences. One time, her friend sent me a Snap of Diana in the bathroom at the lacrosse house, hovering over the toil

The idea of someone peeing into the sand and then covering it up is SO hot. What a sighting, and quite the sleuthing skills on your part @colette888!

What an incredible experience. You paint a vivid picture! Friends and these experiences are what make life worth living. Thank you for sharing this with all of us!

I really interrogated Angie as to why she was so open to peeing, mostly to quell my anxieties and fears around being degraded and shamed. She told me that since it was so harmless and easy, and that it makes me happy and feel good, that she had no problems accomodating my proclivities, as it enhances our sex life. It's a real delight to be open and honest with a partner and be received for who I am!! Angie has made it clear to me that she is very open to including pee in our sex life, and told me that if I want to experiment with being peed on she would do so readily. She even told me sh

I've experienced an unfortunate amount of kink-shaming from previous partners. My ex would indulge me on occasion when I would ask her to pee outside for me when she was drunk(so long as she was comfortable doing so), and recount to me times when she and her friends would be caught short on nights out, or at parties, but she would always tell me that she felt disgusted that I was turned on by peeing and would use it against me, calling me sick and a freak when we would fight. I never thought this was fair, as I have very little say in the matter as to what turns me on and thought it was quite

I don't post frequently enough to presume any sort of continuity for regular readers of this forum, but in brief-- I left my long-term partner this past summer after stagnating in unhappiness and despair together for several years. I did not expect to fall into a relationship so soon, but about a month after course-correcting my life onto a path towards happiness and contentment, I met a beautiful woman seeing a show at a local venue in my city. After asking if I could take the seat next to her at the bar, we spent the whole evening and night together and quickly fell for each other over

Would love to read the Casanova passage if you ever manage to dig it back up!

Welcome to the forum @Madelyn! What a delightful experience, it's always a joy and a rush to share these proclivities with others, especially friends. I look forward to reading more of your experiences!

Remembered another deep memory from my ex and It's early dating life. We had went out for tacos and margaritas one Saturday evening very early on, and as I drove her quite inebriated self home we decided to detour to a local park to have sex, knowing we could find a little more privacy somewhere in the dark rather than her parent's small house. We ended up at the edge of a soccer pitch, but the ride and walk had left us both needing to pee. She unbuttoned her jeans, lowered them with her panties, and squatted down to the grass. I couldn't see much, but I listened intently as she began forceful

In college, I would frequently take my ex out to dinner at our favorite restaurant the next town over. It was about a 40 minute drive, a few minutes longer if you elected to take the more scenic route off the highway. It was always just enough time for her to become really desperate to pee after a few drinks! We found a spot on a dead end road one of the first times I needed to pull over for her to relieve herself that was quiet and had space to park next to some infrequently passed train tracks, and down an embankment from the main road. She would squat and pee there, occasionally I would als

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Frequently. I lucid dream regularly and have for most of my life, which is interesting and I've never understood why. I vividly dream about some of my closest friends peeing in a variety of scenarios. There's nothing that seems to trigger it, and I'm fortunate to be able to remember most of my dreams (and I also keep a dream journal so I am quick to write them down) to recall later. Recently, I dreamt of my brother's bombshell blonde ex-girlfriend, a 6 ft tall, curvaceously endowed young woman lifting her sundress at a house party the three of us attended, squatting before me and pissing messi

I've been a member of this community for almost seven years now but I've never taken the time to formally introduce myself. So, Hi! I'm Xander, a bisexual white male in his late 20's employed as a scientist in New York State. I'm recently single with the collapse of my long-term relationship a few weeks ago, an emotionally devastating but unfortunately necessary step for the sake of our respective happiness. I have been interested in peeing ever since I was a kid. I have memories of being curious about my mother and her friends relieving themselves while we were hiking or during other out

I'm on a mini vacation with some of my family. Yesterday, we biked around a smaller island off of Rhode Island. I had been drinking water and frozen lemonades for hours and had purposefully been avoiding the public restrooms, with obvious intentions. I was kind of "leading" my family on our adventure, so I was having trouble getting away for a moments privacy, mainly because I do not like to bring up something that turns me on around them. We finally got to a point where we were completing the loop and everyone knew where we were, so I sped up and intentionally went the wrong way when I was ou

To me, Starks stories have always read as the product of a business and building not being up to code and some significant labor violations. Inadequate plumbing, perhaps an business in an area not zoned for it so technically illegally operating.

I'm a simple man, and as such, my fantasies are quite simple-- I wish my partner was as into peeing as I am. She humors it, but doesn't get too "naughty" with it as she did back when we were both in college, drinking all night and pissing around town without a care in the world. I've always held more female friends than male, and I do let my imagination wander with my friends, imagining them in scenarios where they're desperate to pee and left with no choice but to pee in the woods while hiking, squat in the parking lot after a concert, peeing together in an alley or quiet space after a

Parties in college were a wealth of sightings back in the day. A number of stories I've shared here were from experiences coming from, going to, or at parties at many of the fraternity, sorority, and sports houses in the town in which I went to college. My friend's ex-girlfriend told me a story once (unprompted, we were out at a bar after we graduated reminiscing) about how the toilet in the basement of a frat house was overflowing and yet, women in attendance continued to hover over it, absolutely flooding the bathroom with piss. She decided against wading through the lake of urine and

I love Twitter for it's compact storytelling. I'm guilty of regularly searching terms like "peed outside" "peed in an alley" etc. and going through the tweets people send of their drunken or otherwise escapades.

After she had put herself back together she looked up and saw the camera and I mentioned that I'm pretty sure it was recording. She responded "Well it's too late now!" but was a little flushed with embarrassment (or gin). I appreciated her flippant attitude towards peeing in front of strangers, even if there was a camera separating them physically and temporally! And I agree, with our proclivities it's essentially a perk of the workplace. My college town, like everywhere in the world these days, had surveillance cameras everywhere, and everywhere except the park and random streets

One early spring weekend evening D and I walked down to a local watering hole for a night out. We met some friends, danced, drank, and tried in vain to talk to each other over the loud music and packed room. We downed a few gin and tonics at last call and then we're turned out with the remainder of the crowd as the 2am closing bell rang. D had been waiting in line for the bathroom up until we left but did not have the opportunity to pee before we were kicked out. Outside, we were dismayed to have missed the last bus that would take us back to campus, but the air was still warm and we wer

D, like many others, has lower inhibitions towards public peeing when she's been drinking, and the party-like environment of our college town made public peeing a very routine occurrence. She had gone out one night to a party with her friends Kristen an Amber. Kristen was a very short, curvy Latina woman with shoulder-length wavy black hair and glasses. Amber was her ratchet friend, about 5'6", coke-skinny, very pale with dyed orange-red hair. Apparently, while walking from the first party of the night to one of the fraternity houses, they needed to pee, and decided they couldn't wait until th

I've been trying to remember the specific details of sightings towards the end of my college career, but so many of them are fuzzy as a result of my choices. One evening on the town I walked past almost a dozen girls from the neighboring school squatted against a stone wall bordering the property of the local YMCA, with more waiting to take their place as soon as they finished flooding the grass. I've never seen so much pee at once, I have to imagine it's what those European festivals must be like! I feel that it is time to finally recount stories from my most current, and hopefully if

Sounds like a dream job! Were you operating in the field alone or on a team? Woe is me, stuck in my tiny cubicle...