Naughts

As it gets quite cold here at this time of the year and I lost some weight so the warm clothes of last winter do not fit well anymore I had to go and buy some new warm stuff.

While browsing the shops I was thinking of all the people doing naughty pees in stores. Unfortunately I did not have to pee then and I was not ready to be so bold anyway. But it is a huge fantasy of mine to do stuff like that some time. That is why I bought some stuff, that would hopefully make it easier to pee in public without getting caught. Namely I bought a black woolen skirt that reaches my knees, two pairs of black tights with a knitted pattern and a warm dress with a flower pattern of dark autumny colors.

When I got home I was quite eager to try out my new purchases. I wanted to test them as much as possible in order to be confident about the material when I finally go out and try pissing in (semi)public. I want to be able to act unimpressed and casual in order to not being caught. The timing was great, too, as my boyfriend (who I live with) was on a trip to visit his family today.

So after drinking a lot of tea and water I had to pee for the first time.

I dressed in one pair of the woolen tights with no panties underneath. I did wear a pullover but nothing else on the bottom half of my body. As I was sure that my pee would still be quite yellow and did not want to deal with cleanup, I just sat on the toilet without pulling down my tights. First I let it out slowly. A steady stream that fell straight through the fabric into the toilet. But after about five seconds I could not hold it back anymore and let loose a forceful stream. Most of the pee still went straight through the fabric but a bit was pooling and running towards my buttcheeks, creating a second and third stream. After I was done I sat for a few seconds until it stopped dripping. Then I stood up and went into the kitchen to start making dinner. I was happy to see and feel that, while my crotch was damp, nothing was running down my legs.  In the mirror you could barely see the damp spot. It was a win because I could now pee without having to pull my thights down. It is quicker and less suspicious because I did not have to bare myself.

I continued drinking water so it was not long until I felt the need again. The tights were nearly dry so I wanted to try something else. This time I went into my shower stall and squat down. Again I started slowly and the pee was running down towards my butt and made two small streams falling to the ground from my buttcheeks. When I started to increase the pressure most of the stream was going right forward, but some of it still ran to my bottom. It felt very nice and warm! Again, after I stopped peeing I did not change my position until it stopped dripping. But this time, when I was standing up, a few drops were squeezed out of the fabric and started running down the back of my right leg. It only got to my knee bend. I went back to my cooking without drying up.

When it was time to eat I took off the chair cushion and put down two folded towels instead. I slowly ate while watching a documentary on my laptop and soon felt the need to pee again. I spread my legs a little and started to pee little spurts into my tights, enjoying the warmness spreading in my crotch area but quickly soaking into the towels. After a few squirts I stood up and looked at my bottom in the mirror. I could not see a wet patch but the thights were quite see through where the fabric stretched over my butt. After looking at the mirror I went and put on my new black skirt. It is made from a wool mix should be able to hold a bit of liquid, also, it is black all over but the fabric has a pattern of braids and lines in it. I sat back onto my chair, careful to sit on top of the skirt. Then I continued eating while letting out little streams one at a time into my tights, skirt and towels. After I finished eating I stayed seated and slowly peed myself until the film was over. Then I stood up and looked at the mirror again. Although the towels were soaked quite well I could not see anything on my skirt! I felt like landing a jackpot! Only after taking off the skirt and looking at it from up close I could see a very small difference between the wet and dry material.

I guess I will be wearing this combo pretty often in the future! I hope I will be brave enough to try peeing in public! But if/when I do, I will share it for sure.

I have found a joke and translated it for you here:

A stranger talks to another man in a bar:
"I bet you 100 bucks I can bite myself into my left eye"
"Thats not possible, I`m in"
The man takes out his glass eye and bites into it.
"I bet you another 100 bucks that I can also bite my right eye."
"Two glass eyes, that´s nonsense, I´m in."
The man takes out his artificial teeth and bites into his right eye.
"I bet you another 100 bucks that I can pee into your pants pockets without them getting wet."
"Thats bullshit, I´m in"
The man gets out his penis and stuffs it into the other man´s pocket.
"Dude! You are getting me all wet!"
"Yeah, well, I wanted to let you win for once..."

I can add one naughty pee from earlier today!

I was reading and studying in my room a lot today. I took a big teapot with me and drank 1.5 litres of tea while reading. I sat on my deskchair wich has fabric cushioning but I have (as always) put two folded towels on top.

As I was reading, from time to time I had to stop and think about the text/paragraph. Whenever I would look up from the text I would sit up straight, lift my bottom a bit to reduce the pressure on my private parts and let out a tiny spurt of pee into my black bikini style panties and my old black leggins. After a few squirts it started to slowly soak into the towels. I will unfold them and let them dry overnight just to put them back onto my chair tomorrow. After a few days I will put them into the wash as they will smell a bit by then.

After some time, my bladder had filled up quite a lot and was getting uncomfortable. I didn't want to pee too much into the towels because ruining the chair is not on the agenda. I also did not want to leave my room because my family would find something to distract me with.

So I emptied my mug (the teapot was also empty by now), pulled down my leggins to around my knees and held my mug under me. I started peeing immediately and almost could not stop when the 300ml cup was full. I removed it from my muff, walked to the window and dumped it out onto the roof below. Then I held it back down there and filled it about halfway. I was not completely empty as I wanted to slowly soak my chair. I also dumped the second cup out the window and resumed studying.

Hi everyone!

Today I had a lot of free time as I am in quarantine right now. I was bored but also motivated to reactivate my long gone creative streak.

First I wanted to write the next chapter of my Liberation series but that did not work well. While cleaning up a cupboard I found old watercolors which I decided to play with. I was never really good at painting but it is still fun sometimes.

So I got some paper, brushes and the water colors and a cup. The cup was empty, though and I was too lazy to walk downstairs to collect some water.

So I just pulled down my leggins a bit, put the cup under my pussy and peed a little stream until the cup was half full. Afterwards I jut pulled my leggins back up, peed a few more drops to feel nice and warm and started to dip the brush into my warm pee and paint with it.

I know that the kitchen being too far away to go and get water was just a weak excuse for being naughty because only a few minutes after that I went down to make myself some tea. 

I am curious: what are things you have done with pee? Have you gotten creative with the usage of the golden liquid we all like so much for some reason? Let us know!

This story is Part 04 of my Liberation series. It contains public peeing and wetting in a group of friends in the park.

You can read about what happened until now here:
Part 01: https://peefans.com/topic/19607-liberation-01-heidis-first-wetting
Part 02: https://peefans.com/topic/19664-liberation-02-heidi-is-caught-wetting
Part 03: https://peefans.com/topic/19772-liberation-03-the-friends-piss-in-the-park

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Heidi, Chris, Anna, Frieda and Max were still at the park, enjoying a nice summer day with a picnic and lots of drinks.

After they all pissed openly in front of each other for the first time, a couple of hours ago, they had continued to gossip around and drink and snack. But whenever one of them needed to pee, they just stepped off the picnic blankets and pissed openly while the others watched.
Max had pissed just like last time, standing and pulling out his dick though a hole in his jeans shorts. He chose another hole, though, this one right under the zipper so that his penis pointed straight down and his piss fell between his feet. He started pissing in a thin stream with his feet apart, but after a while he tried walking while still pissing. It looked rather funny to them all because he was shuffling awkwardly with his legs wide apart. After a few steps his penis had nearly disappeared back into his pants and he had wet streaks on the inside of both legs so he stood still again and pissed forcefully until he was empty.
Frieda had tried to mimic Annas standing piss. She stood with her feet quite far apart and tried to let her piss slowly drip down but after a sucessfull few little streams she completely lost control and sprayed her piss in a big gush onto both of her legs and the ground. Frieda did not loose her good mood, though, and resolved to try again when she did not have to go as bad.
Anna had just scooted her butt off the blanket and wet her panties sitting in the grass. She was sitting crosslegged and was careful not to sit on her red dress. Her friends could watch her already moist panties become darker at her crotch first and the clear pee bubbling through the thin fabric before it was swallowed by the gras. Anna peed for a long time, with a small stream which she stopped several times. Anna had her eyes closed and did not hide the fact that she was really enjoying her piss as she was humming to herself smiling.
Chris had gotten up and wet their shorts while walking a circle around their camp. The friends had only noticed what Chris was doing when they walked past the bags of snacks and drinks instead of getting something from them. Their dark swimming shorts did barely show anything, you really had to look closely to see the darker parts between the legs and under the butt.
Heidi had squat down on the grass and pissed through the bottom of her pants that she had pulled tightly against her crotch. Only a little patch of her pants got wet like that which she liked because by now the sun was getting lower and the fabric took longer to dry.

It was nearing six o´clock pm, when Lili, the last member of their group of friends wanted to join them. She had had to work until then but wanted them to meet her new boyfriend.
As the time progressed, Heidi was becoming nervous again. So far, none of her friends had been disgusted or angry about the wetting, but what about Lili? Lili always seemed so nice and put together. She would never do something so unproper, would she? But then, Heidi had known Lili for a long time and there had been times when she got wild, too.
Heidi was just debating with herself, whether she would continue to pee casually when Lili would be there, when Frieda stood up again and tried pissing like Anna showed her, again.
This time, as she announced, she did not have to pee a lot yet so she hoped that she would not loose control again.
And it worked! There was a steady light stream of clear piss falling straight down between her legs. After about ten seconds Frieda changed her position so that her pee was running down her left leg in a few small, subtle rivulets.
When she was done, Frieda was nearly jumping with joy. She had done it! The others laughted with her and congratulated her.
When Frieda sat back down, she was still grinning madly, obviously proud of herself.
"I did it guys! I mastered the skill of pissing inconspiciously! You didn´t count on that, eh! I did it!" She got up again and fetched herself a new bottle of soda. When she sat back down Frieda seemed to have calmed down a bit and she said, thinking:
"What do you guys think? Lily and her new one will be coming anytime soon. I challenge you all to piss around here without them noticing!"
They all looked at each other. Heidi was shocked at the suggestion but excited at the same time. Apparently they all had dranken enough alcohol and smoked enough of Max' weed to make them brave and a little bit reckless, because one after one they all nodded and agreed to the challenge.
They discussed the wager but when Lili was already visible in the distance, they quickly decided that there would be no wager except honour and kudos. It was about having fun, after all!

Lili had her shoulder length blonde hair in a ponytail and was wearing very short bright blue jeans shorts with a short checkered blouse and leather ankle boots, looking a little bit like a cowgirl. She carried a big bag that presumably held the promised leftover pastry from the bakery where she worked.
The young man walking next to her wore running shoes, black sweatpants and a red t-shirt. In his hands he carried a fresh case of shandy. When he got close enough that Heidi could see the face clearly her breath stopped for a second. Lili´s new boyfriend was Paul, her colleague from work!
They had been on assignments together, but not often. Heidi did not know a whole lot about Paul but he seemed nice enough, a little shy but not unfriendly.
They all hugged Lily welcome and shook Paul´s hand. They laughed about coincidences and how you always meet people you know when you don´t expect it.

They settled back down, catching up with each other while eating and drinking.
Heidi for her part had no idea how to pee in a way the others wouldn´t notice. Also, she was scared about her colleague finding out and making trouble for her at work, so Heidi held back with the drinks more than the others.
Soon it was clear that Paul would fit right in with their group, he got their humour and slowly he got less shy around them, telling funny stories about his friends. He and Lili had only been together for three week so they were always touching and looking at each other, seemingly very distracted by each other, but in their circle Heidi sat right across from them, so she was always in some line of sight. There was no way she could do anything unusual without them noticing!

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Paul was relieved. Lili´s friends were really nice and they accepted him very easily. Quicker than usually he managed to come out of his shy introverted shell and laughed and talked freely with the group. Their trusting and fun dynamic was contageous and he did really like them. It did not bother him that they interrogated him until they knew himself better than he did. Though it was a little exhausting he answered all their questions from his shoesize (de 44 / us 10.5) to his views on vaccines (he was vaccinated). He did not mind, because it meant that they cared about Lili and who she was with.
When the question about how he and Lili got to know each other, though, they told the little white lie they had agreed to tell everyone. They told them that they had met in the qym, when in fact they met on a fetish website called Peefans. Commenting on each others posts for a couple of years, it was quickly clear that their kinks of wetting themselves and nonchalant naughty peeing were compatible. A few months ago Lili had contacted Paul per private message and they were writing to each other every day since then. Altough they quickly worked out that they were both from Berlin, it took about a month of writing and exchanging pics of themselves to build enough trust to meet each other in person.
When they finally met about a month ago they had immediately hit it of and been a couple ever since.

After a while they were finished interrogating him so that he could relax and observe more than being in the spotlight himself.
Soon, he beliefed to find some weird behaviour. The group was exchanging weird looks that seemed to be centered around Frieda who was sitting on the heels of her bare feet. She was nervously shifting her weight from left to right and Paul was sure she needed to pee.
He did not want to appear pervy or creepy so he did his best to not look like he was watching her while he was doing exactly that. With growing arousal and astonishment he observed how Frieda slowly pulled her colorful dress from under her butt. He could not see her crotch but from her wide eyes and concentrated facial expression that soon became a blissfull smile, it was clear that Frieda was peeing right there! All the others did not seem to notice as they continued to talk about Max´s band without faltering. It seemed to him that they shared knowing glances and small smiles with each other. Also he felt like they often sent quick glances his way.
Paul was unsure what to interpret into all this. Did they know about his fetish? Was this a test? But why would they be so secretive then?
He decided to not do or say anything, but as the evening evolved he imagined all sorts of crazy scenarios of Lili´s friends peeing. He imagined to see Heidi and Chris both peeing into their pants, and when Max was squatting by the cooler box and snack bags he imagined to hear a sound of splashing liquid similar to pee hitting grass.

Lili was lying on the picnic blanket with her head resting on Paul's crotch, when, after three bottles of beer-mix, Paul felt the need to pee. Normally he would step away and pee into a bush or against a tree. But firstly there where no trees or bushes and secondly the thoughts of the others peeing had left him wanting to wet himself, too. He did sit right on the grass, as the blanket was too small to fit them all on it. He knew that Lili would not mind but he wanted to warn her so he placed her head away from his penis and more towards his knees.
Then Paul started to relax his bladder. It took a little while for his pee to start flowing because of his hard-on, but he did have a lot of experience with that so it did not take long. He was peeing steadily with little pressure to avoid any noise. Still, Lili looked up to him and winked with a smile before putting her head back to his crotch, rubbing her cheek to the wet material of his black shorts. He enjoyed his warm pee as long as it lasted and after that the remaining wetness that he liked so much.

Since Paul and Lili would have to wake up early the next morning to attend a wedding a few hundered kilometers away, they had to leave early.
By the time they had to leave, Paul was very confused by the situation but also very aroused. He knew that his fantasy was well developed but it had never been as crazy as today! Also he regretted that they had to leave while the others where still sitting because he could not check for wet pants now.
There was one thing, he was one hundered percent sure about, and he told his girlfriend about it as soon as they were out of listening range:
"That work colleague that wet herself? That I told you about, yesterday? That was Heidi!"
Lili stood still and looked at him with wide eyes:
"Wait, what? Are you sure?"
"Of cause I am sure! Why?"
"I thought I saw her wetting herself like half an hour ago! But I thought I imagined it with all the peeing fun we had those last few weeks!"
Right then, Paul was not so sure anymore that his "sightings" were imagined after all. He shared them with Lili who had also seen Frieda and heard Max.
When they finished sharing the details they were sure enough that the group had a few secrets involving pee and they started to develop a plan.

to be continued

When I am peeing into a toilet I almost always wipe. Mostly because of the smell that builds up after a few times.

When I am peeing outside or somewhere where there is no toilet paper available, I do not bother. When I am hiking or outside for another reason, the smell does not bother me at all.

I hate seeing all the white tissues rotting in the nature. It is ugly and some have plastic in them so it is really harmful for the environment. Since I like being outoors and love hiking in wild areas I do not want to see the traces of humans all the time, too.

Do you have any funny stuff to share?

Let me start with a toast an uncle of mine once said. I try to translate it from German to English as best as I can.

Original:

Quote

Ein Junge steht am Scheunentor und pinkelt durch die Ritze,
Drinnen fällt ne Sense um und haut ihm ab die Spitze.
Prost!

English:

A boy stands at the barn door and pees through the gap,
Inside, a scythe falls over and cuts off his tip.
Cheers!

English text: in order not to stain the toilet, men are also allowed to sit with us [Please pee sitting down]

(I am sure there has been a thread like this bevore but it does not seem active so I think it´s ok to start a new one?)

Part 01: https://peefans.com/topic/19607-liberation-01-heidis-first-wetting
Part 02: https://peefans.com/topic/19664-liberation-02-heidi-is-caught-wetting

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Heidi and her friends Chris, Anna, Frieda and Max were enjoying a warm summer saturday in the park. While Anna, Frieda and Max were still playing with the frisbee, Heidi had just told all her secrets about constantly wetting her pants those last few days to her friend Chris.
After quietly processing Heidi´s story for a minute, Chris started telling theirs: "You know when in tenth grade I really struggled with my gender? Public bathrooms were always, and still are, pretty difficult for me. The girls bathroom feels wrong, and it was something I avoided as much as possible. Also at that time I was really depressed so everything felt like a huge challenge that I did not have the energy for.
So I did not go to the toilet at school and every afternoon after school I was really desperate to piss. One day on the walk home I just couldn´t hold it in anymore and just pissed myself. Luckily I was wearing black jeans so it did not show too much!
I did not feel a lot at that time but peeing my pants somehow felt nice.
After that first time I cared even less about it and pissed myself most days after school. My mom noticed after a few days but she knew how hard it was for me and even bought more black pants for me. She was great about wetting outside but said I should not piss indoors and ruin the carpet or furniture, which I can understand, really. I still wet myself in my bedroom on the hardwood floor. She found out about that, too, but I just could not care.
After a while, when I came more to terms with beeing enby, the wetting got a lot less frequent. And now I barely do it at all. But when I do it, I do enjoy it a lot! But I am not as addicted as I was and the cleanup is kind of not worth it, most of the time ...
but today it is so warm, and I need to pee, soon ...
In fact, the park toilets are a bit too far away, don´t you think?" Chris finished their story with a mischievous grin.
Heidi smirked and said: "I even think they are still closed because of Covid!"
She looked down at Chris´ pants. They were dark blue and seemed to be swimming trunks that nearly reached down to their knees.
Heidi looked Chris in the eye and challenged them: "Well, I think your shorts could handle being a little wet..."
Chris laughed briefly and answered dryly: "Oh, I know they can handle it! Just watch!"
They got up and knelt down on the grass next to the blanket. Chris did not sit down on their feet, as Heidi would have guessed but remained kneeling upright. After a few seconds Heidi could see the material at the crotch and between the legs darken and a little later the first drops fell down about 10 cm from the hem of Chris´ pants into the short grass. The drops grew to be several different little streams, Chris was full on pissing right now. They hummed softly and smiled widely.
Heidi was thrilled. She had been happy that Chris did not hate her or found her disgusting but they wet themselves, too! Heidi had not even dared to hope that she would not be alone with her new interest. And now she had seen Anna peeing nonchalantly from under her skirt and Chris was wetting their pants right in front of her! It was unbelievable!
Chris peed for nearly a full minute and stayed in the same position for a little longer so the pee could finish dripping down. Then they stood up and stretched their arms above the head. "I needed that! I guess I was really full." Chris got another beer for each of them and sat down facing the sun so that their shorts would dry quickly. After about five minutes the wet patches were barely visible anymore.

Heidi was lost in thought for a while but then she asked: "So what is Anna´s story with this? I never knew!"
"Well, you did not tell her about your wetting, did you?"
"Um, you´re right. But I will, so you can tell me."
Chris thought about it but then shrugged: "It is not like you are in a position to judge her, so I think it´s okay... It is not that of a big deal anyway.
You know that we were already dating when I started to question my gender so she of cause she noticed that I had wet myself.
Actually at first I hid it from her but after a while it was just so normal for me, you know? One day we were walking to my home after school and when we were in that park where I pissed most days, I just started to let go. I don´t think it was on purpose, it was just a habit by then. When I realised what I was doing, I was mortified, surely she would be disgusted!...
But Anna was the best. She sat me down on that parkbench and then put her skirt out of the way and peed her panties right there, sitting next to me without saying a word. We walked home after that and did not talk about it for a few days until she asked me about it. I told her how good it feels and she admitted that it was the first time purposefully wetting herself on that bench but she had experiented since then and liked it a lot. Her favourite thing is secretly wetting her panties under her skirt in public. It is kind of a sport for her by now! And, I don´t know, it turns me on when she is naughty like that and she seems to like me wetting, so..."

Chris and Heidi were talking about their favourite fabrics for pants to wet in for a few minutes but soon their friends had decided to stop throwing the frisbee around and came back to the blankets. They were hot from the excercise and playfully teasing each other about their (non-existing) catching skills. Max passed new bottles of beer and soda around.
While drinking her soda, Frieda groaned: "Oh god, I am really thirsty but I need to pee soon! Does anyone want to walk to the toilets with me?"
No one said anything, they all shook their heads when she looked at each of them.
"What? You have been drinking the whole afternoon, like me! You don´t need to pee?"
Frieda was visibly perplexed.
Max shrugged and said: "Nah, just do not want to walk all the way to the toilets. You know how far it is?"
Heidi added: "I think they are still closed, anyway."
Frieda seemed to think that that was a valid argument for not going and looked around to find a secluded spot in the park. The park Tempelhofer Feld in Berlin, where the friends were at, was a former airport, so there were lots of open spaces and no trees or bushes anywhere. There were a few kiteboarders and skaters and people having picnics or playing football. Although there were a lot of people there that day, in the big park they still had quite a bit of space for their own. The people nearest to them were a couple on a picnic about 25 meters away from them.
Seemingly Frieda did not find the spot she was looking for.
"So ... what do we do then?"
Max, who was Frieda´s boyfriend, grinned at her: "Girl, you are on a field of grass, you can just pee anywhere."
"But people are going to see me!"
Anna laughed: "In case you forgot: All of us have seen you naked. Last time when we were skinny dipping last summer."
"Yeah, you. But what about everyone else?"
"Just don´t be too obvious. They are far away and noone is looking at us."
"Hm, okay. So how ..."
By now Anna was getting slightly unnerved: "Just squat down and spread your dress around you."
Frieda was still not sure about this whole thing, when Max, casually as ever, stood up, pulled his dick through one of the many holes in his cutoff jeans. The hole was just in his groin area, about ten centimeters left from the zipper. They all could see his dick, but from far away it would be hidden by the the black t-shirt he was wearing. He was standing there, facing the group of friends and suddenly pointing over their heads to the other end of the park.
"Oh look! That kiteboarder is really good, he just did a sick double flip!"

They all looked away from him to see the what he was pointing at. But there were no kiteboarders in that direction.
When Heidi and the others looked back at Max, he was pissing full force, a thick stream of piss landing about one meter in front of his bare feet. He was swaying his hips from left to right and grinning at them. He had both of his hands at his hips and laughed at them: "You fell for it!"
They were all staring at him with open mouths. Heidi had thought of herself as brave for wetting her pants in public, but Max was just openly pissing without a care in the world. He must have done that a few times already. And it seemed like noone but them had noticed. Noone was staring in their direktion or otherwise showing any reaction.
When Max´ stream died down, he put his dick back inside his pants with a quick grab with his right hand and casually sat back down next to Frieda.
Anna had to laugh out loud "Dude! That was awesome!"
Heidi and Chris were grinning at each other, both happy that one more of their friends was openminded about peeing.
Frieda was still very much surprised about her boyfriend´s bold display. But since she knew Max pretty well she could have expected this. He was pretty chill about most things many people would have problems with. He claimed that being upset was way to exhausting. In the three years they were dating, Frieda had often seen Max relief himself. She knew that he did not have a problem with peeing in the nature or against a wall or fence in semipublic. She had never seen him pissing that publicly and openly though. That was one reason she loved him so much, he never made a big deal out of things.
Frieda shook her head and quickly kissed him on the lips. "Gosh! Warn a girl!" Then she looked down and grinned: "You have a stain on your pants."
Max shrugged again: "It will dry. With the amount of liquid I drank today it´s just water anyway."
"I guess.", Frieda agreed and with that she stood up, toed off her flip flops, and walked a few steps away from the blanket. Apparently she was still in thoughts because she went directly in the direction where Max had just pissed a big load into the grass. She did notice that immediately, though.
With a shout: "Damn it! It´s still warm!" Frieda jumped into the air and ran a few steps to the left. Then she stood still and squared her shoulders. Facing the group she did squat down and draped her kneelenght batik dress around her legs so that her bottom was hidden from the side and behind, but her friends could see that she was not wearing panties over her big brown bush.
With a big exhale Frieda closed her eyes and concentrated. All her friends were watching her closely, waiting for a stream falling to the ground. After about twenty seconds a little spurt could be seen, but then with a loud hissing sound a very messy gushing stream came. Frieda pissed full force now, eyes still closed, and the messy piss coated both of her feet, the ground in quite a big radius and the hem of her dress.
After about twenty seconds of forceful caotic pissing Frieda stood up. She was smiling now, dancing back to her friends and plopped down on the blanket on her old spot.
Max grinned: "You have got one drop there.", pointing to her completely soaked feet.
"What? You already said, it is gonna dry, not like it is toxic or something."
With that she opened herself another beer and drank a big gulp, she relaxed into a half sitting / half laying position and closed her eyes again, seemingly simply enjoying the moment.
They all stayed quiet for a while, drinking beer and sometimes taking a puff of the circulating joint Max had produced from the depth of his bag. Everyone was thinking their own thoughts. Heidi for her part was still amazed by her friends and their sudden openness about peeing, while at the same time considering when she should pee next. Her pants were dry again. Should she wait until it became too urgent or before that? And how open would she do it? Her body was tingeling a little from low-key arousal and excitement.

After some time Frieda suddenly perked up. She sat up and looked at Heidi, Anna and Chris. Finally she asked: "What about you three? You haven´t peed yet! Don´t you have to go, too?"
Anna laughed at her: "Who said I haven´t pissed?"
"What? When? How come I didn´t notice?"
"Because I am more inconspicuous about it than you or Max are. I just pissed standing while we were playing with the frisbee."
"But ... how do you ..." Frieda was obviously at a loss for words.
"Okay, I will show you", Anna emptied her bottle of beer and jumped up. She walked about two meters away from the blanket and stood with her legs at shoulderwidth, one arm hanging down, the other playing with her long hair. The way she stood in the sunlight in her little red dress she was simply beautiful, Heidi thought. Chris´ dreamy expression and Max´ and Frieda´s smiley faces suggested that they thought similarly.
"Now, you don´t want to just let it gush out. Well controlled spurts, one at a time.", Anna started to explain and right away, they could see a little line of drops falling down from under her dress into the grass, where noone would see any wetness after a short time in the sun.
After a few seconds, another spurt, again for just a few seconds.
The third one was bigger and longer, the individual drops now forming a little but continuous stream that glistened in the sun. All while her friends were watching closely.
"Sometimes it is better to just let it run down your legs. It is less visible and makes less noise on a harder ground."
With that she shifted her weight onto her right leg and repeated the action, letting little spurts of hot pee run down her legs. After a while of continuous peeing, she shifted to her left leg and lifted the front of her dress up so the others could see her equally red satin panties. They were drenched in pee with a dark semicircle around the crotch. Anna showed them her panties for two spurts that were about five seconds long, so they could see the pee bubble out of the fabric, the drops falling a few centimeters until landing on her inner leg, running down just that in several small rivulets to her feet and then into the grass and dirt.
She let her dress fall back down and walked back to them, sitting down on her feet next to Chris. They smiled at her, saying: "Come here, sexy!" and kissed her deeply.
Heidi was now quite turned on which surprised her. She knew Anna was sexy, everyone did, but she had never been turned on by her best friend before.
Max could hide his arousal not as well as Heidi, though. They all could see his boner tenting his jeans.
Frieda cleared her throat: "Hrm... well thanks for the demo. I will try it out for sure. But do the wet panties not bother you now?"
"Nah, I kinda like the feeling, you know?"
"Huh, okay", Frieda was obviously still processing the whole thing. "I guess it´s nice and cool now. So you seem to pee like this quite often, right?"
"Yes, basically everytime I am outside in a dress or skirt. But only in the summer, that nice and cool wetness is just not pleasant when it´s cold."
"Wow, I never noticed!"
"Well, I never showed you before." Anna had to laugh.
"But doesn´t it smell after a while?"
"No, only if you don´t drink enough or wet the same pair of panties too often."
"Huh, I might need to train that. Seems pretty convenient, not having to search for a toilet all the time."
"It is! You just have to wear open shoes and look for a spot where a puddle is not too obvious. Grass, a gutter or dark carpet."
"Wait! Carpet? You piss indoors as well?"
"Yeah, sometimes. But I do not want to destroy anything valuable so I only do it when there is no other useful way to pee. And where no harms done."
"Tell me, girl! Where did you pee inside? I want to know! I still do not really believe all this!" Frieda seemed pretty exited.
Anna´s cheeks became a little rosy at that. Heidi could not quite tell whether it was embarrasment or arousal.
"As I said, I try not to do it. But that one time we were in the club and the toilet was first closed and then there was this long queue. I totally peed down my legs while getting new drinks. I mean, the ground there is really dirty anyways, so a little diluted piss won´t hurt, right?"
"Wow! You are naughty!" Frieda laughed, then she looked at Chris and Heidi:" What about you two? You are not wearing skirts, and you were here the whole time. Surely you didn´t just piss your pants!"
Heidi and Chris looked at each other and burst out laughing. The other three were silent for a few seconds and then started laughing, too.
Max howled: "Awesome!",
Anna grinned: "What! You, too, Heidi?",
and Frieda cried: "What, really? That was a joke!".
When Heidi had started laughing that hard, she had felt that her bladder must have gotten full quicker than she had thought. She felt a few drops escaping already, being squeezed out of her by her muscles tensing while laughing.
She jumped up and while her laughter died into chuckeling, as soon as she was standing, she lost control and just peed her pants standing up.
The harems pants were wide and of a thin flowing material, so both of her legs were quickly coated in warm pee. Even when she could have regained control, she let all of the pee she had accumulated gush out of her.
"Sorry, that wasn´t planned." Heidi laughed and dropped back down onto the picnic blanket. By now, she reckoned, no one would care if a little piss got on it.
After they all recovered from laughing, another round of drinks was passed around and the conversation slowly started to build up again. They talked the afternoon away, gossiping about people and squabbling about politics. The same as always with them. Except when Chris scooted away from the blanket and started peeing while sitting cross legged, there were no reactions other than a few smiles.

to be continued...

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So there was part three!
Again, I am fairly new to writing and not native with English, so feedback is very welcome!
Thank you for reading 🙂

When I am sitting down there are no strays.

When squatting and peeing on a hard surface there could be splashback but also no stray streams.

Standing or half-squats are completely different. I have not perfected the technique yet and always have to wear open shoes. Doesnt stop me though...

Part 01: https://peefans.com/topic/19607-liberation-01-heidis-first-wetting/

I am very new to writing, so feedback is very much welcome!

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It has been three days since Heidi first started to wet her pants at work.
The next day she was back to the same property and had been wet the whole day, peeing in spurts every few minutes.
The day after that she was send out with Paul, a male colleague, to a garden they had worked at for a few years now. At first she wanted to not wet her pants, scared of being caught. But after a couple of hours when she was kneeling on the ground weeding, Heidi was so used to just peeing from the days before, she let out quite a big squirt and only realised she did it afterwards. After that first wetting she just didn´t care anymore and continued just like the day before. Heidi did not really try to hide it from her coworker, confident her pants would not show anything. Little did she know that Paul immediately recognised the slight scent her diluted dried pee left on her pants. After the first time smelling it he was constantly watching for signs of wetness and caught her once. He did not say anything, being too shy and scared for her reaction. But after all, Paul´s is a story for another time.

Today was Saturday and Heidi was getting ready to meet her friends in the park to have a picnic.
It was a very hot day again today, so she wore a black tanktop without a bra, her perky breasts not really needing one anyway. Heidi normally was not the kind of girl who thought about her outfit for a long time, but today she was not really sure about what to wear below. She knew she would drink some beer and with her new discovered freedom of wetting Heidi wanted to be prepared. Wearing her work pants would be weird, she thought. A skirt would make peeing in the grass easy, but  Heidi was not the kind of girl who regularly wore skirts or dresses. Everytime she had to wear one at a wedding she was uncomfortable and did not feel like herself, so she did not even own a dress or skirt that wasn´t super formal.
Standing in front of her wardrobe, nearly about to give up, she spotted her old harems pants. They where of a light flowy material that would not get too hot and had a wild swirly pattern in dark earthern tones that would hopefully not show wetness. Heidi quickly put the pants and a pair of flip flops on and was nearly jumping for joy for her find. She quickly grabbed her backpack with the drinks and snacks she had packed earlier and clipped the dogleash to her dog Blacky, a light blonde mongrel, who was already waiting at the door impatiently.

Because of Heidi´s wardrobe crisis they were a tad late but Heidi did not have the patience to ride the train in the heat with a dog, so they walked the two kilometers through the city to the Tempelhofer Feld, a huge park the group of friends had decided to meet at.
Soon Heidi was sweating from walking the dog who was more than exited to be outside and ran criss-cross all over the sidewalk, only stopping briefly to mark a lamppost or the corner of a house along the way. Heidi smiled briefly at the normality of the dog´s peeing and at how she had adapted the style to herself. She felt free and loose, her mood getting better and better as they walked.
When they were about halfway there and Blacky stopped ones more to mark a bollard, Heidi decided to be naughty. The next time the dog lifted his leg, Heidi parted her legs to about shoulder width and let her pee flow for a few seconds. When she walked on she could feel drops of hot pee quickly cooling on her legs all the way down to her ankles.
Heidi repeated her naughty fun five more times before they reached the park. By then she felt really happy and free so that she started a spontaneous race against her dog towards her friends who where busy spreading the brought snacks and drinks on the picnic blankets.

They were laughing and hugging, as they all valued their get-together a lot more after not meeting for nearly a year during the pandemic. The Group had already been friends during high school but in the six years since then they grew even tighter.
The group consisted of Anna, who had come from spain with her family in seventh grade without knowing a single German word. Their teacher had actually assigned Heidi to show Anna around the school but soon they became best friends. Anna was a beauty. She had long wavy dark hair and wore a short and quite sexy red summer dress that showed off her fit body. She danced latin partner dance competitively so she knew how to draw attention to herself and was quite used to being in the spotlight.
Next was Chris, who was non-binary and had been in a relationship with Anna for eight years. They had clicked immediately when Anna joined the class and Chris had still been in the closet about not being a girl. Nowadays you cold rarely spot one without the other, which Heidi found straining sometimes but she did really like Chris, too. Chris was not a big talker (unless they talked to Anna), but they were the best listener Heidi knew. Chris had short dark blonde hair that they kept in a rather wild hairstyle. On the skinny body they wore kneelenth dark blue swimshorts and a wide gray t-shirt with black vans sneakers.
Max wore a wide womens straw sunhat on his bald head that he must have stolen from one of the girls. He wore cutoff jeans with a lot of holes and tears in them and a band t-shirt and no shoes. Max played in a punk band that had very leftist lyrics.
Frieda was Max´ girlfriend. She had very long dreadlocks that where currently draped around her head. Frieda was naturally beautiful, she rarely wore make-up and did not shave her legs and armpits. She was wearing a flowy colorful batik dress, that was quite revealing.
The last member of the group was Lili, she was not there yet but wanted to join them later in the afternoon and bring her new boyfriend to introduce to the group.

After the big hello they all settled down and began to catch up on news and gossip while sipping on beer or soda. Max started to fire up the portable grill
After some time Heidi had drank a beer and some cola and started to feel the need to pee. She didn´t want to become desperate but rather start peeing now in smaller quantities. This was the real test. Could she really pull this off? Could she really just pee into the grass without her friends noticing? Trying to be inconspicuous, she stretched herself and shifted her butt a bit so that she sat cross legged right next to the picnic-blanket. She peered around her friends, but nobody was looking at her. They talked about Anna being the only one who was not affected by the heat.
Heidi felt safe enough to let a spurt of hot pee flow out of her. The warmth spread from her vagina to her bottom and then into the grass. Heidi felt great. She loved the naughtiness of it and started to feel a little turned on. After the first two longer spurts she settled on a little but steady stream to avoid a hissing noise. When she was close to finishing Heidi looked up and noticed that, while everyone else was still complaining about the heat and not noticing her, Chris was directly looking at her crotch, grinning widely.
Heidi stopped her piss stream immediately and internally started to panic a little bit. Chris noticed Heidi looking at them and quickly lowered their eyes. Their cheeks became dark red as if they had done something wrong, instead of Heidi.
Heidi started to sweat. Why had she done that? What if Chris told the others and they did not want to be her friends anymore? While she was upbraiding herself she watched Chris closely. She waited for some form of disgusted telling but instead Chris lifted their head, looked right in Heidis eyes and WINKED! Heidi gaped. Winking was such an unlike Chris thing to do! And what did it even mean?
But after a few minutes Heidi was able to relax a little bit and after changing her position so that she was sitting on her feet on the blanket, she started to engage in the conversation again. They ate the grilled goods and talked about anything and everything.
After some time Anna fished up a frisbee out of her bag and Frieda and Max got up to throw it around with her.
That left only Heidi and Chris. By now, Heidi was fairly sure that Chris would not yell at her or something. But what exactly she could expect, she did not know.
Chris got up and sat down next to Heidi, facing the frisbee players. They were smiling and pointing at Anna.
„Watch her.“, they whispered.
In fact, as Heidi observed, Anna stood with her feet apart on the grass. For most people it would look like she was just ready to jump and run for the frisbee, but Heidi noticed the little stream that fell down between her legs into the grass. After a few seconds Anna stopped and started to run for the frisbee.
With eyes round by wonder Heidi turned to Chris.
But Chris only shrugged and smiled: „I love when she does that!“
Heidis eyes got even bigger. „You like it?“ she asked, incredulously but but hopeful.
„Yeah, I think it´s sexy.“
„Wow“, and then: „Me, too“
True, the wetness Heidi felt in her crotch was not only piss. She finally realised that Chris would not hate her. She breathed out heavily and relaxed. Heidi had not yet let herself think about how arousing it felt to pee her pants, she had limited her thoughts to how nice it felt and how convenient it was. But yes, she had to admit that wetting herself felt good in that sense, too, and seeing Anna peeing casually like that was indeed very sexy.
„Do you want to talk about it, or should I just forget I saw you?“, Chris asked suddenly, direct as ever.
Heidi did not really think about it, words just poured out of her. She told Chris how desperate she had been and how wonderful it felt to just let it rip and how she had just peed her pants whenever she was outside. How it was not only convenient but also so very freeing and naughty.
Chris smiled at her and did not once interrupt her talking surge.

to be continued

Heidi was a nature child. There was nothing in the world she loved more than being outside surrounded by trees and plants. She was, in fact, a gardener by passion and profession. Her dream was to own her own gardening company, but until that could happen, the 24 year old was employed at a company that tended the yards of the villas in and around Berlin.

Normally Heidi didn´t mind the job too much. Most of the clients didn´t care about the details of the job as long as it looked pretty so she was quite free about desicions (often she chose the plants that where best for biodiversity over the ones that where beautiful but useless).

Today was not a good day though. All morning she sat in the office, being in meetings with the boss and the other gardeners and trying to communicate with clients. Heidi hated these hours in the office. She got crazy fidgety after a short time when not in the fresh air. And sitting still in a chair was worse than hell for her. In the forest she could sit still for hours watching the deers and butterflies, but indoors? Nope.

Then, in the afternoon when she finally got to work outside, they had the worst of the worst clients ever. It was the backyard of a huge mansion, belonging to one of the richest families all over Germany. They had their whole yard remodeled, making the pool bigger and adding a huge barbecue area. After those areas where built, Heidis job was to finish off the areas in between. She would have made the area look beautiful, could in fact see it all in her head already. But when she saw the plans, she could have screamed and wept at the same time. It was one of those stone gardens where you take away everyting natural, put down a plastic tarp and put fancy stones on top, soaking them in pesticides. And there would not even be potted plants! No! The client wanted ugly stone sculptures and fake plastic plants! Heidi hated her life sometimes. Also Heidi was working alone today. Often they were sent out in pairs or groups of three but today was one of those boring solo days.

It was a hot day today so Heidi was wearing kneelength Engelbert Strauss work shorts and a dark green t-shirt with the company logo on the back, showing off her muscular arms and legs. Safety shoes, a baseball cap and working gloves completed her look. Stone gardens always meant hard physical work. Heavy black tarps, that got very hot in the sun, had to be rolled out, and wheelbarrow after wheelbarrow of cobblestone had to be spread around. Very soon Heidi´s short blonde hair was sweat-glued to her forehead and her shirt clung to her back and stomach.

Heidi was chugging waterbottle after waterbottle, forgetting about all the coffee she drank in the morning to survive the meeting and office work, and working herself up more and more about the stupid rich client and his ideas of a beautiful garden. She worked really hard though, trying to get this job done as soon as humanly possible.

After about two hours (three more until her end of working day) she started to feel some pressure in her bladder and suddenly remembered that this client had explicidly said that there where no toilets to use for the workers. She decided to ignore her need and continued working and drinking water to endure the heat.

But after about another half an hour Heidi realised that there was no chance to hold her pee until she got home. While never stopping to wheel gravel around, she thought about her options.

On other jobs it was quite normal for the gardeners to just squat or whip it out behind a hedge or tree. They all did it and it was no secret or even a big deal. Heidi herself had been hiking and camping outdoors her whole life, so peeing in the grass was like second nature to her. Though today there were no hedges or trees or any places to hide at all. The whole yard was dead and empty and visible from the house. Dropping her pants was not an option.

The property was surrounded by fences, also Heidi knew better than to trespass into some peoples properties while on job. The street in front of the mansion was one of the poshest streets in all Berlin without any places to hide.

Suddenly, while Heidi was shovelling some more of the fancy white gravel into her wheelbarrow she felt a quick spurt of pee gushing out of her. Since she was not wearing any panties, she could feel it running down her legs a few centimetres before soaking into her shorts. Surprised she looked down into her crotch but couldn´t see anything.

She wasn´t sure though whether she didn´t see anything because the black fabric was not showing wetness or because it just wasn´t enough pee to make a visible patch.

Before really thinking about it, Heidi let out the next gush for a few seconds, barely managing to stop. She was still looking down, and this time she could see a shiny spot appearing just underneath her crotch. But soon after she stopped peeing, the wetness soaked into the material and could not really be seen anymore.

That got her mind turning. She didn´t need to undress herself to pee now! In this hot weather the cooling wetness was even a nice feeling!

Another wave of pressure rolled over her and while pressing her legs together Heidi realised that she was still standing there and very oviously looking at her own crotch. Anyone looking at her from the mansion would have been able to tell that she was doing something weird.

Quickly the young woman straightened herself up and grabbing her water bottle she sat down on the pile of gravel, trying to look as casual as possible.

Heidi tried her best to look like she was taking a normal short break, drinking some water and rolling her shoulders.

Then she was ready. Hesitantly she let some pee flow out of her, pinching her inner muscles to keep the flow even but after a few seconds she couldn´t keep back anymore. Heidi let loose. Piss was glouriously gushing out of her, hissing loudly and pooling in her shorts before soaking through the fabric at her bottom and flowing into the gravel. It was awesome.

When the pressure slowly decreased Heidi realised she was holding her breath. She inhaled and exhaled deeply while enjoying the now easy flow washing around her private parts.

Finally she was empty. She was shocked. What had she done? But quickly she realised that there was no sense in doubting the rights and wrongs of the situation. She had been desperate without a possibility to not wet her pants. And it felt good.

Determined she stood up, feeling one or two drops trailing down her bare legs, and grabbed her shovel.

The gardener shoveled the wet gravel into her wheelbarrow and spred it on the tarps. Very quickly the gravel dried in the sun and a quick glance at her pants confirmed, that there where no signs left of her action.

At least now Heidi had something else on her mind for the rest of her workday than the hatred for this absurd „garden“. She thought about wetting herself in different situations and how convenient it was. Also her wet pants felt really nice and cool in the heat. She was definitely doing this again!

In fact, about half an hour later she already felt the slight need to pee again. Without overtinking it, she let out a spurt of piss for about five seconds, resoaking her shorts that had been nearly dry again.

And that is the way Heidi continued to wet herself for the remaining day in the hideous garden. Everytime she felt like it she let a small spurt flow out of her, loving the feeling more and more each time.

At the end she was nearly looking forward to the next day, when she would finish this project. And pee her pants all day long.

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thanks for reading!

this is my first story so I need feedback please 🙂

I hope it wasn´t too obvious that English is not my first language.

I sort of have a plan to continue this story and ideas for other characters. Hopefully I will write more.

When I am peeing into a toilet it depends on my mood. Sometimes I will wipe and other times not.

When I pee outdoors or somewhere that is not the toilet I never wipe because I do not want to leave the tissue behind.

I am a nature girl so I hate it when people litter everywhere. It is just so ugly and bad for all animals so i really dont want to participate in that. And even paper tissues take a few years to completely decay.

Also on the less serious side of things I like it when my panties are a bit moist. It feels naughty 😉

I have to be careful though because after not wiping the entire day it starts to smell. I dont want that because I dont want people to notice for many reasons.

So all in all I wipe as little as I get away with!

I am a student in Germany and because of Corona we do not go to uni right now but get videos and texts to work through.

So i am spending a lot of my time at home. I live with five other people wich is good andan bad at the same time. Its good because we do not get lonely. I could not imagine living on my own during these times!

Anyway it is also bad because my imagination and libido around my naughty peeing fetish is getting a bit wild by now... 😄

I am into peeing in unusual places but at the same time i do not want to ruin anything in the house and i dont want my flatmatesto suffer. So i have been getting creative...

first of all wearing black shorts or leggings exclusively.  also when i am indoors only ever pee tiny bits at a time so the patches are not noticeable. I pee little spurts into my pants while standing in the kitchen, sitting on chairs or the sofa (or the beanbag, my favourite).

since the weather has been really nice the last weeks i did spend a lot of time outdoor. We do have a little garden behind the house which is connected with a metal stair. When i have to pee at night i often sit on that chair and let go.

but also in the day i have sometimes just stood with legs apart and peed behind the bush. Sometimes into my pants, sometimes with shorts pulled aside. Ive also peed into my leggins while sitting in the grass while reading a book.

i did even manage two days on which i did not use the toilet once!

Right now the weather gets colder and rainy so i am looking for options to release a, whole bladder of pee indoors.

Wish me luck on that 🙂

how about you? Does your need to pee naughtily also rise while in lockdown? What do you do abour it if you are not living alone?

Naughts