Dr.P

I agree with your assessment of my relationship with "Ellie," including some confusion over what we both wanted from the relationship. And your comments on the influence of alcohol on inhibitions are spot on, and generally applied to "Ellie" and me, over most of our relationship, with the exception of our first encounter, described in my reply to CarbOnBased, above. Your comments on the generational component are fascinating, to me. It seemed to me that my mother's generation, who lived through two World Wars, were secretive, when talking about peeing, and developed extremely modest peein

First of all, I had the last experience you describe with a long time Platonic female friend, in my late teens, or early twenties. I had "stood guard" for her numerous times, outside empty public bathrooms, late at night, during our teenage years. She was definitely weirded out, just at my revelation of interest in her peeing, but the friendship survived. I think your general observations are spot on, and they were mostly true, in the 70s and 80s, also, including the influence of drinking on inhibitions. Although most of my encounters with "Ellie" included alcohol, the very first one did

That's certainly true of me!

That has happened to me, also, several times. I don't understand the mechanics of the editing feature, on this board.

I totally agree with your first statement, and understand and thank you for your second one, since it was a popular view in the 1970's and 80's, which you have stated very clearly. (By the way, Fonda and Segal were playing a married couple, rather than Platonic friends, in the 1977 movie.) Back to my reality, which fits your hypothesis, very well. When I was dating "Ellie," in the 1970's and 80's, I wrestled, mentally, with these two possible interpretations of her actions, for more than a decade. For those of you who have not read my descriptions of her behavior, she had a habit of leav

@Takashi96, "I had a neighbor girl who would pee in front of me when she was wearing a dresses or skirts." I forgot to mention yesterday that seems to be a common last privacy curtain, used by many women. Examples abound, in the media. One of my favorites is an old movie, "Fun with Dick and Jane" (1977), in which Jane Fonda and George Segal need some privacy to hatch some subplot. She pulls him into the bathroom with her, although he seems very reluctant. She whips her long, pleated skirt up, and sits on the toilet, draping it all around her, covering her legs completely, so they ca

I totally understand, because I do exactly the same thing, reading both accredited and non-accredited sources. I am not a professional in this, or related fields, but I enjoy reading about them. I enjoy our fetish, very much, so I have no desire to extract it from my brain! I can certainly relate to enhanced and unsatisfied curiosity about what was going on, "under there," or between her tightly compressed thighs. My dear mom was an expert at that, but I think she was honestly trying to discourage my curiosity, because she thought it was indecent, in some way. I also understand about t

This is actually a quote from Takashi96. Apologies. I believe that urination fetishes exist, and may be common among women, relating to men, and also to other women, although women tend to hide their interests better than men. I have met and had conversations with women who are curious about men's peeing, and are aware of, and/or curious about the sounds and even physical peeing styles, of other women, even if they are straight, themselves. One difference seems to be that women make the sexual connection to urination less often, and with less intensity than men do, so the development of full b

Thanks for a very plausible explanation of my experiences! I noted the usual tinkle, occasional sharp hiss, or muffled "shshsh" sounds of mom's and siblings urination, very early, and even asked mom about them. I knew that the sounds were emanating from between her thighs, pressed so tightly together, so I always stared intently at them, hoping to see her pee come out, but to no avail. I soon became fixated on her bare thighs, above her stocking tops, and those of other women, such as teachers, because I associated them with peeing sounds and actions by mom. I think she was aware of this, and

I agree with your reasoning, which seems to apply to my case, in many ways. My mom unknowingly (I think) provided many inciting incidents, for me, by allowing and inviting me into the bathroom with her, several times a day, at a very young age (<3 years old). On the other hand, she did not provide exposed reproductive organs, due to her very modest and secretive peeing style, sitting down, with her thighs pressed tightly together, so I couldn't see her organs or her stream, at all. And she kept her thighs together, as she wiped, from the rear. But I did get to see her lift her dress, reveal

This can be a source of anxiety for some women. "Michelle" a g.f. from my distant past, long before Me Too, loved my licking her to orgasms on the bed. But there were times when she felt an intense desire to pee, when I got my tongue in a certain spot. She would always warn me, telling me that I would get awfully wet, if I kept licking that spot. My response was "Bring it on!" But it never happened. She had her orgasm, and I didn't get my favorite drink. Finally, she warned me one time, and I responded, "Promises, promises!" and we both laughed. But it still didn't happen.

I am fairly sure that this fetish is rooted in childhood experiences. It certainly was, for me. But in my case, it started very early, like around 2 1/2 years old, literally at my mother's knee, so I often wonder if genetic predisposition is also a factor. I wouldn't be surprised by that.

Although I am a straight male, I once had an experience which is relevant to this. My g.f. "Lisa" and I were in a 10 km race, and entered a gender neutral restroom together, at the end. It was equipped with a small urinal, on the wall, and a standard toilet. We were both wearing running shorts. She opted for her standard squat or hover, over the toilet, while I watched. Then, I peed in the urinal, while she watched. I never thought of asking her to pee in the urinal, instead of the toilet, until long afterward, and I have regretted that, and kicked myself, for many years!

@Simpfan, Childbirth may change the urethral angle and affect the direction and character of the stream. Many women find that their stream comes out more forward, or makes it spray, causing it to wet their thighs, hit the toilet seat, or go under it, when sitting down, which can be messy. I find it very sexy, and love to watch it!

I agree, in general, with your categories and analysis. But I believe there are two subsets to the "natural bodily function" group, one, which finds this bodily function potentially sexy and exciting, and another which finds it mundane and boring, with little or no erotic potential. I think the latter subset may have been significant in the 1970's and 1980's, in the States, with the "back to nature" philosophy, which questioned the erotic appeal of something that was just a natural bodily function: "She just had to go to the bathroom! How can you find that sexy?" This sentiment could then be u

That's terrible, even worse than my experience, since she ended the friendship! I am often stunned by the intensity and unpredictability of the reaction to our fetish, which has made me overly cautious, in many cases. "Ellie" was probably not the only one, for me.

Yes, and it's sometimes very difficult to distinguish the judgemental types from those who may be very tolerant of it, as I learned from experience. I may have posted this anecdote, previously, but it is very relevant to this discussion, so please bear with me. I had a physically Platonic, but very close friendship with a girl who lived in my neighborhood, from the time we were in elementary school, through high school, but we talked about sex, very regularly. We hung out, as teenagers, and I would occasionally "stand guard" when she needed to pee, in empty public bathrooms, late at night

When my wife and I visited Thailand, more than a decade ago, most public places had Western toilets, at least in large cities. The exception was a temple, a popular tourist destination, where my wife reported that they had squat toilets, only. .

The best example I had was my g.f.,, "Lisa," about whom I have written extensively, on Pee Fans. When our relationship began, she would not even let me in the bathroom with her, which persisted for about 8 months, because of a bad experience she had, in a previous relationship. Once we discussed that, and cleared it up, she became very willing to pee anywhere we happened to be, especially in parking lots, near bars and restaurants, which we visited. She began initiating activities in which she peed, either sitting on the running board of the car, or standing in the open, while I watched. I soo

As an extension of the sampling question, for the ladies, how do you feel about using DIY pregnancy test devices, which require peeing on a plastic paddle, in a private setting, rather than collection and submission of a liquid sample? Have you ever used one of these devices? How did you manage it? Did you tuck it between your upper thighs, while keeping them close together? Or did you open your legs, or squat, and let fly? Did the inevitable back-splatter get your thighs, bum, hands, clothing, or the toilet seat wet? All of the above? Did that splatter gross you out, annoy you, not bother you

Very interesting, unexpected reaction. Thanks for sharing. As a straight male, into messy female pisses, I am fascinated by the sampling process, involving the small, hand-held container, and the possibilities for stray dribbles and outright misses. The medical purpose is not relevant to me. It would be similar to watching a woman pee in a shot glass, wine glass, or champagne flute, all of which are quite common, in online imagery, in which many of the women appear to be showing off their skills, with smiles. The medical cup is just another container, with its own challenges, in my view. It d

Many years ago, I read a news story about French prostitutes waving and smiling at passers by, as they peed beside roads in France, after WW2. The (American) writer professed shock at this behavior, but I thought it was a good marketing technique. (lol!)

@gldenwetgoose, Would it be OK for writers in other languages to provide English translations of their comments? We may be missing some interesting material. Just a thought.

My wife is not afraid to squat to pee outdoors, as many Western women seem to be, but she has been conditioned to use indoor, Western style facilities, over a lifetime. She has a profound dislike of dirty indoor facilities, and has had bad dreams about them, on many occasions.

@Ms. Tito, My wife is from China, and she is very much opposed to standing to pee, which she has had to do, in a few rare situations. She prefers to sit or squat. Since forward-directed streams seem to be more common, in Asian populations, it seems that squat toilets would be preferred.