BeneathMyWillow

I'm on a trip to Copenhagen at the moment, and given the hot weather thought I'd spend a day down on the sea front (it's kinda sea and kinda river at this point). Copenhagen has these wooden constructions along the front, a bit like piers, for people to sunbathe, and you can swim in the sea nearby. Being in town it's quite busy, and you don't get much more than the space you need to lie down in. There are a couple of (pretty gross) toilets there, but I had no intention of using these. I was already feeling the pressure in my bladder when I arrived, and relieved it the traditional

This may be my favourite real life experience I've read - I travel a fair bit and something like this has been a fantasy of mine for a long while. Never expected to hear about it happening in real life though!

I have to ask, how did she react?

I have a few ideas and I'd like to write them at some point, but I think unfortunately it won't be for a while yet

Not sure if this was a genuine sighting or not. My local gym has a sauna attached to the swimming pool, and I often go in there after a swimming session (bathing suit compulsory sadly). Today when I went in there were two older blokes already sat in there, talking about something or other. There's always a big puddle on the floor in this sauna -- today it seemed particularly big but that might not be anything noteworthy. Anyway, not long after I'd sat down, one of the blokes, who was sat on the lower level of seats, lifted his feet off the floor and rested them on the opposite wall. There was

I once peed in the garden of a cathedral. No offence meant to anyone of the religion, of course... This cathedral has a small, walled-off 'tranquility garden' with sculpted bushes and nice views over the town. I was sat there reading for an hour or so, and the whole time I saw maybe two people come past. Realised I needed a piss, and thought, why walk back to my hostel just for the bathroom? It was so quiet I was sure I wouldn't be seen. I don't think it was 'bad' in the sense that nobody suffered because of it, but it felt quite naughty to pee in such a respectful place.

I decided today to try something new. I've been doing yoga on and off for a few years, but it had never occurred to me before to wonder what wetting during yoga would be like. Yoga puts your body in some unusual positions so I thought it might be fun to try. Plus, trying something like this seemed like it fit in well with the love yourself / explore your body vibe. When I do yoga it's always in my room following along to youtube videos. I live in a shared house, so my room is the only proper private space I have for things like this. I usually wear thin cotton trousers that are rea

Hi! I plan to, but not for another month at least. I've ended up quite busy lately, mostly because it's the final year of the course I'm on. I've been ill recently too which hasn't helped (though feeling much better now). My course finishes next month, and after that I should have more time. I have ideas I want to do, but until this deadline passes I really doubt I'll be able to do much, sorry. Glad to hear you like the series!

Nice post, and, as one ace to another, hi!

I agree with newtonh, please do keep writing! And your drawings are really good

The next morning Simon woke up feeling like he hadn't slept, and wondering if he was still drunk. He had been woken by somebody climbing over him, and looked around to see Melanie's naked body squatting by the side of the bed. “Sorry,” she said, “go back to sleep.” He watched through one eye as she let out a long piss onto the tan-coloured carpet, turning a patch of it dark. Then she stood, stretched, and went out into the living room. Simon turned over, his groggy mind coming slowly to life. The large bed had obviously been crowded overnight; even after Melanie and left, it st

They took their seats at the dinner table, where Mikah was serving up the food -- home-made gnocchi in olive oil, with plenty of sun-ripened tomato and other vegetables. Melanie topped up their glasses and they began to eat. The conversation meandered around various topics -- for a while Mikah, Ellen and Jasmine talked about work, and then Camille told them a story about an ex-girlfriend in Paris -- but eventually the topic came back to sex. “I just think it's better with a long-term partner,” Melanie said. “I'll tell you, there was a guy at my work that I was really into -- I've bee

This is a story set in the 'Kaymala' world -- you should be able to read these in any order (although I think this is becoming less true). If interested the first episode and introduction of Simon and Ellen is here, the introduction of Mikah and Jasmine is here, and the introduction of Camille is here. This is a pretty long one so I'll split it up over several comments. *********************************** The first stars were appearing as Simon and Camille sat on the hostel steps. The street outside the hostel was quiet. They could hear the sound of the river lapping at the sho

Hi all, long time since I've had chance to write anything but here is another from me -- just a short one today. This is a story set in the 'Kaymala' world -- you should be able to read these in any order, but if interested the first episode is here, and the introduction of these characters is here. **************************** Simon awoke to the sound of water trickling onto a wooden floor. He opened his eyes and looked groggily around. Sunlight was creeping in through the hostel dorm window, and he guessed it must be mid morning. There was no sign of life from the othe

Amazing start, thanks 🙂

This is a story set in the 'Kaymala' world -- you should be able to read these in any order, but if interested the first episode is here, and the introduction of these characters is here. **************************** Camille had been in Kaymala a few days, and she thought she was starting to get a grasp on how the place worked. The Scandinavian island nation had a unique culture. A lot of the rules that most other cultures had developed around sex, nudity and urination just weren't followed by Kaymalans. However, that wasn't to say that Kaymala didn't have its own set of rules;

You say the nicest things -- I'm really pleased how well these stories seem to go down :)

I hadn't looked at the wiktionary, but "Place to go", I rather like that. The made-up Kaymala is full of "places to go" after all.

Thanks for the comments everyone -- sorry for the slow reply, I've been travelling a fair bit the past few weeks. Your comments are all lovely! Yes, I had originally planned to end with something like this, but when I came to it I didn't think it fit. Also, I didn't want to end up too 'formulaic' as the two previous chapters both ended with a sex scene as well. Generally I agree with you in that I'm not a big fan of smoking either. But, when I've stayed in the kind of hostel I was picturing there seem to be people sat around smoking and drinking, so that's what I was thinking o

I'm always open to comments by the way, let me know if there's anything in these stories that doesn't feel right or doesn't work for you. Always looking to improve 😉 This chapter is the one I've been least happy with so far this series ... but short of a complete rewrite I wasn't sure how to improve it. Hopefully it's enjoyable nevertheless!

This is a story set in the 'Kaymala' world -- you should be able to read these in any order, but if interested the first episode (and the introduction of Simon) is here ************************************************ It was a hot Sunday afternoon in Kaymala; the sky was deep blue and the air was balmy. Simon had a short walk from the bus stop to the hostel he would be staying at. It was a pleasant walk through the cobbled streets of Kusti, the capital city. The town was busy with people out to enjoy the sunshine, some shopping, others sat around outside cafes drinking coffees and be

True that. My local pool as a child had unisex changing rooms with cubicles (not open plan of course!) which works a lot better imo. I almost deleted that line because it's not much to do with the story, but it's been a bugbear of mine for a while. Anyway, thanks for reading and glad you enjoyed it 🙂

This is a story set in the 'Kaymala' world -- you should be able to read these in any order, but if interested the previous and first one is here ************************************************ Ellen leant back in her chair, eyeing the clock on the far wall of the open-plan office. It was just past five. Her friend Jasmine was supposed to be meeting her here any time now. Ellen glanced once more at her inbox, and sighed. She was in no mood to keep working today. She put her feet up on her desk, lifted her skirt, and slipped a couple of fingers into her slit, playing gently with hers

I'd certainly like to at some point, and I have a couple of ideas for that arc, but I'll probably leave them for a month or two; I have a couple other projects I'd like to work on first.

And the seventh and final part is here: http://peefans.com/index.php?/topic/8935-the-holiday-pt-7-the-final-day/