Jay Lee

Thanks nopjans for your comment... and yes I think peeing is quite artistic and agree that peeing is art, but it is not my turn-on. Yes, pissing for political reasons because you are "pissed off" at a politician is vulgar and very juvenile. And those where some sexy pics and thanks for the link...:biggrin:

Thanks Thane for your comment... I know this is a touchy subject in the pee fetish world, but I wanted to "test the waters" and see what some people thought about this subject. I clearly agree, peeing is exotic and such a sexual turn-on where peeing to show disapproval for a politician, aka piss on a politician, is such a turn off. However, there are some models who pose and pee for some art pieces, but that doesn't "suit my fancy", as well.

Hi Pee Lovers

Here is a question for you... Would you pee for art and/or for political reasons? The links below are examples:

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So please elaborate...thanks

Jay Lee

I'll start with how I pee without exposing myself too much. This is usually if I'm in jeans, leggings, shorts etc. Pretty much anything I can't pull up. As I'm squatting I pull them down at the back just far enough to go, any further up and I might pee on them. This hides the majority of my body, only showing the top of my legs and hips from the side. I usually have my back to something so nothing can be seen from behind. That just leaves the front. I crouch so my body is almost parallel to the ground instead of a more common deep squat, from the front they can't see anything and my pee just goes straight down.

If I'm in a skirt or dress I do something similar, but I reach up my skirt to pull down my underwear and keep it high enough to be hidden by the skirt. Anyone observing wouldn't see my underwear or any more of my body than usual. Long loose skirts are the best, with those I've learnt I can pull down my underwear to my knees so it's more comfortable, and still be hidden. The best bit? I can hide my stream too! Since it's so long I just make sure it's about an inch off the ground when crouching. I love how people can't see anything except for a puddle quickly growing around me. I usually slowly release my pee so there is limited splatter, and it's less likely to shoot forward and hit the front of my skirt!

With regards to a one piece suit, I often wear a one piece tri-suit when training and it is such a pain to remove if I need the loo. I'll often go during a bike ride but sometimes wait until I get home. In that case I just sit on the toilet and pee through it. It's difficult enough to get out of it, and having a full bladder would just make things harder.

I think it feels sexy peeing in a toilet stall but not because I'm exposed. I usually feel quite the opposite. I like it because everyone can hear me, and they all know I'm peeing. But I still have the privacy and modesty. In a more public setting I try to cover up as much as possible usually, but I get such a thrill from peeing outdoors.

Glad – When I'm out and about, say on a hike for example I will usually hold it until it starts becoming uncomfortable. I'll always prefer an enclosed stall and toilet over peeing outdoors in public. However as soon as it becomes uncomfortable, or begins to affect my enjoyment I have no problem finding a hidden area and having a wee outside. We all do it, why should I be shy. I often wear skinny jeans and fully understand how they can be difficult to get out of, and I often regret wearing them as soon as I'm faced with a full bladder!

I'd rather not pee standing up because I feel it is unladylike, but I feel like it would be useful to know for those situations where it is just easier to stand. Say hiking on a steep hill, or on a mountain, or climbing trees. Even with the skill I'd still squat where possible I think.

If I've forgotten anything or you have more questions let me know :)

Thanks, Sophie, for your detailed answer. Your detailed answer clears up many things I was curious of. It's interesting to note what we as pee fetish lovers are interested in pee. For example, I hike up and down a trail near my place with my girlfriend and a small circle of lady friends whom are not a bit bothered by peeing in front of me and occasionally I have gotten such a thrill watching them pee and me peeing in front of them as well.

My suggestion for you on peeing standing up is you are no more or no less than a lady if you peed squatting or sitting, but I do encourage you to try pee standing up other than hiking and of course somewhere private… :)

My real pee fetish began in Jr. High. I was 14 years old...before the internet was accessible (remember Gateway and dial-up..lol) there was Hustler. I was able to sneak a copy of Hustler into my bedroom. No, I did not use Hustler to masturbate, but to answer some ever growing questions of the female anatomy not open for discussion with my parents or friends for that matter. Any-who, flipping through the pages I discovered a girl who posed while peeing...yes, Hustler digs the whole pee fetish thing. So, from there I was hooked on the pee fetish thing.

There's a small bar in Houston that has a unisex. The odd part is there are separate doors for men and women so you're kind of surprised when you walk in. It doesn't really bug me but I have hell peeing with a raging hard on.

What is the name of the bar ... might visit when I travel to Houston... :smile

I think it would be nice to be able to pee without having to entirely undress, especially with a one piece but it doesn't bother me too much. I've learnt how to squat and pee without exposing myself and if I'm in a skirt or dress I can show even less! Please let me know of you would like me to elaborate. I wouldn't say I feel good about having to expose so much but at the same time it feels more feminine and girly, especially in toilets. That cute little tinkle, the pretty seating position. It's great. I've never tried peeing standing up but I've considered it. It would be nice to be able to pee standing when needed but i still think I'd squat because it seems more feminine and lady like. I actually enjoy toilet roll, I feel much cleaner than I ever would with a shake.

Lol...Great I am glad Sophie that as a lady peeing is not so cumbersome for you..."Please let me know if you would like me to elaborate". Please elaborate more...I spark this conversation with a comment and question for the ladies of this site to elaborate on how feminine they might or how less feminine they might feel about peeing since for the ladies peeing can be cumbersome at times... so yes Sophie, Do it feel sexy in a private setting (i.e. toilet stall) to pee with your "lady parts" exposed? I sense in a more public setting (i.e. alley, etc.) you try to pee with your "lady parts" covered as much as possible, but any-who please elaborate... and with all due respect I enjoy watching ladies pee, and further hearing ladies talk about peeing...my my my!

Hi Pee Fetish World ...

So Ladies...I just finish reading an article that suggests some ladies feel jealous about not being able to stand while peeing. One lady seemed upset by saying, "While walking my drunken buddies home one night from a pub, those guys decided to just "aim and shoot" on a fence in a closed alley, however, needing to pee myself I had to expose all of my "goodies", because of the one-piece I was wearing, just to pee. So, ladies on this pee fetish website, how do you as a lady feel about exposing all of yourself just to pee, rather it is sitting on a toilet or popping a squat down an alley? Do oyu as a lady feel good about having to expose your bum, thighs, and vagina to pee and poop verses guys whom only have to expose their penises to pee? Finally, have you ever tried peeing standing up or do you wish you could naturally pee standing without the paper or plastic female urination devices (gogirl, etc.)? So...

Hi Pee Fetish World ... Have some questions...

I know unisex public restrooms existence, however, these unisex toilets are single unit toilets. What are your thoughts on unisex public restrooms where there are several toilets for men and women alike to use? Do you think that men and women should or should not have separate restrooms? Finally, does the idea of knowing a person of the opposite sex is using the stall next to you "bug" you? So what are thoughts...

When was the first time you seen someone pee? For me the first time I seen a girl pee was in summer camp. I was 16 and was on dawn of my sexuality. I must say in dawn of my sexuality I was a modest man.

I enrolled in a summer camp sponsored through my high school. After arriving at my high school there were two buses, one for the boys and one for the girls. Since the buses did not have signs indicating which bus was which, I accidently boarded the wrong bus. When realizing I was on the wrong bus I couldn’t change buses because the all-boys bus had just departed. So, with the all-boys bus going in an opposite direction of the all-girls bus the female leaders decided to keep me on the all-girls camp, because there separate facilities at the campsite. While enjoying the 2 hour bus ride to summer camp, Opa sat next to me on the bus and would become my partner throughout camp.

After an exhausting 2 hour bus ride, the leaders set our living arrangements and of course this was not a coed living arrangement for the month. Throughout the month the female leaders still included the “girly stuff”, but would also include fishing and hiking not originally planned.

Interestingly, 5 of the 12 girls whom were the shyest of them all were all in favor of learning more about sex. So, Opa formed a group with the 5 girls and me. In our spare time we discussed our thoughts on sex and concluded that we were all virgins expect Opa, who had sex with 2 guys. After a morning of fishing and swimming, one day, our leaders decided to give us the rest of the day off. So, Opa decided to meet with the group in a secluded and shaded area up from the creek. Out of the blue in the middle of discussion and with no around but our group, Emy (one of the girls in our group) asked if she could see my penis. Upon Emy’s request I noticed Aliz, another girl in our group, was in pain and distress. In that same moment, Aliz stepped off to side, dropped her shorts, and squatted over the ground allowing a powerful stream to flow onto the ground. Amazed at the site of seeing a girl pee for the first time, I decided to show all the girls my penis by peeing in the spot Aliz peed in. Later, our group decided to go skinny dipping by running past our leaders naked, whom where down at the creek. Gather around a campfire later that evening, the leaders told the entire camp that our group faced fear head on and was not condoning our stunt, but were applauding our efforts to face fear and to do something bold and daring.

Oh, did I mention that every boring story has a happy ending. My happy ending ended 2 nights before camp was over. This camp story ends with Aliz. While undressing for a shower, Aliz walked in the boys’ room and said, “Hey naughty boy let me see you pee again since you seen me pee”. I decided to use the urinal and Aliz responded with, “Excellent choice”. Moments later, in the urinal next to me, Aliz tried to pee like a boy and was very successful at peeing like a boy. After peeing for Aliz, I her asked if I could start my shower. “Sure thing naughty boy”, she said, thinking she would get lost. While walking up to the shower, Aliz said, “Wait I am a dirty girl naughty boy, wash me”. Moments later she began to undress and then for the first time I took a girl on a ride to heaven and back.

Jay Lee

Lea, my girlfriend, settled into a nice suburban home within her hometown, just six hours away from my hometown. Recently Lea’s job suffered economic crisis and she was given a choice: take a big demotion or take a layoff.

Lea took the big demotion. Jobs are scarce where Lea lives. Lea made a couple of embarrassing attempts to secure employment elsewhere, in neighboring towns, but was always turned down for employment.

Corresponding with Lea she hinted to me that our intimate meetings would cease and we would leave together as a normal couple. This became a reality when Lea called me and asked me to come over to an address within my hometown. I quickly told her that was a suburban area and asked her if she wanted us to site see and look for houses within this area.

Making my way to see her, she told me to take a look around the neighborhood and look around the house. She further told me the door was unbolted and to just come on in the house. As I entered the house, I called for Lea and found Lea soaking in the tub. She told me to relax, enjoy my Monday off, and join her in a bath. So, there I was relaxing and soaking, listening to Lea talk about her new big promotion. The company Lea work for has a sister company within my hometown and Lea accepted a job with the sister company. But, wait what about this house I asked Lea. See this house, the yard, and the neighborhood was my ideal place to live, but I could not afford to live there. So, Lea caressing me ever so soft, said, “Honey this is our home, baby”. “No more of me traveling down to see you or you meeting me halfway between our hometowns”, she added.

After spending an hour in the tub talking and me getting use to my new home, Lea wanted to go for a walk through a fine gravel topped nature trail that was only a mile from Lea’s house. This nature trail cuts deep through a forest area and is roughly 80 miles long. This nature trail reminded that my hometown is full of nudists and park rangers allowed walkers and joggers to run or walk through the trail topless only. So, an older lady with bare floppy breasts may pass you by. Women being bare breasted did not bother Lea, who was dressed in a sexy sports bra with speedos on; the kind of speedos that gave her camel toe. Lea explained to me that since she stopped web-camming her breasts were not for public display, however, in privacy I could see her girlfriends in full view. While walking down the trail, I asked her is this a contradiction, because I was surely starring at all racks that ran by or walked by. She said, “No” I look at the men that walk by and I surely want you to enjoy looking at other breasts other than mine. She further added, “I love you and you love me, so if you or I look and don’t touch than I feel that we have done no harm to one another, but if we take what see further than we will truly be hurting one another baby”.

On the trail there are rest points, mostly for horses or other animals, which for the trail itself had only two main rest points with toilets, snack stands, etc. Our conversation was certainly reaching a high point. Upon reaching one of those points, Lea seemed kind of “pissed off” with our conversation, and said, “I have to pee”. After she hosed the bushes down with a nice long stream of clear fluid, I handed her water bottle.

I loved watching her pee and I loved the idea of changing our heated conversation. Back on the trail, I stopped walking with Lea and grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her to me. Landing a million dollar kiss on her sweet lips, told her I had a secret to tell her. About another mile or so we walked together in complete silence, and out of the blue I told her that love watching women pee, like the night we first met in person.

Lea loved my secret; she further added that her turn on was peeing like the girl on the movie Shortbus. [media]

The following week, while stretching at the beginning of the trail with Lea, two women walked up and asked if they could join us. Lea and I introduced ourselves and they introduce themselves as well, Sara and Wendi. While hiking, this lesbian couple told us they were lawyers working for a firm in town. Lea and I talked about our jobs as well. Our conversing was so good; it was like we had known one another for years. We also discovered that Sara and Wendi hiked about 20 miles up the trail every other day.

Ten miles into the hike, Wendi whispered to Sara, “I have to pee”. "Go pee in the bushes at the rest point”, Sara whispered backed to Wendi. All sudden Lea, Sara, and Wendi started giggling and announced to me that they had to use to “Ladies Room”. Lea grabbed my hand and pulled me behind her saying, "Ladies my boyfriend has a pee fetish".

I attempted to walk up farther to give all the ladies some privacy, but Lea’s grip was unbreakable. "Now is not the time to be embarrassed with your fetish. Come over and watch me pee like a race horse honey", Lea whispered. "Don't stare to hard," Wendi said, “I might get the shy bladder syndrome”. I peed also in line with three women squatted beside me. Sara looked at Wendi and told her a corny joke, “I might go straight after seeing Jay’s straight dick”. Wendi giggled and said, “No you want, you like crook-it pussy”.

Lea and I are not “health nuts”, but after I moved in with Lea we set a goal to hike together at least 10 to 15 miles once a week. Hiking in the morning allows us to do some serious “relationship building”.

I hope you enjoy another Jay Lee’s Porta Potty Confession…thanks for reading.

Jay Lee

Hi Jay Lee’s Porta Potty friends…I apologize for taking nearly two months to post another post, but I have been real busy these days. While doing some research for my company, my mind went back long before I met Lea. My mind went back to days I was in college and all the adventures I had while in college…

When I was in college I lived on campus. The dorm where I lived had four floors. This dorm was the oldest of all residential halls and had communal bathrooms. This building was 35 years old. 1st and 2nd floors were all co-ed and the 3rd and 4th floors were private suites. The 1st and 2nd floors had an east and a west wing with a common area in the center of the two wings. There were 10 rooms to each wing with 5 communal bathrooms in between two rooms, which would be a total of 20 rooms per a floor for the 1st and 2nd floors. These communal bathrooms had no air-conditioning. I never seen the 3rd and 4th floors, but heard those residents had a complete suite with a private bathroom, complete kitchenette and common area within the room. The 1st and 2nd floors were mostly for freshman and 3rd and 4th were private suites mostly for seniors.

My in freshman year, Shania, a junior and the R.A. (resident assistant) for the 1st and 2nd floors held all the floor meetings. At these meetings the R.A. got to know the residents and let them in on the rules. One of the rules was that the doors for 1st and 2nd floor were to be locked at 11:30 PM and no visitors were allowed after 11:30 PM. Usually, male and female tended to walk around naked after midnight.

Shania put me asleep explaining the sexual harassment policy, zero tolerance for sexual assault, and etc. She further explained that we had to work on a “community announcement when entering the bathroom and privacy for the opposite sex” as there was the presence of male and female using these bathrooms and sharing the same room with the opposite sex. Also, Shania told the guys and girls about not walking around the common areas naked after hours, which she and most of all the residents on both floors ignored.

After being brief on policies and procedures, I was assigned to a room with a girl named Jivi. Jivi was an Indian exchange student who was quite beautiful with a nice well-rounded shape. Jivi was able to bring her friends Era and Raja along with her from India as exchange students, who lived in the room next to our room. Era and Raja were also quite beautiful with well-rounded shapes as well. The girls agreed that bras and panties were something that they all felt comfortable about running around in when I was there. They further agreed that were comfortable showering in front of me, but was little uncomfortable using the bathroom in front of me. So, we agree that a slight knock was ok if the doors were closed. The bathroom had two of everything. The bathroom had two doors leading to the rooms, two showers, and two toilets. The only divider in the bathroom was between the showers and the toilets. The divider was not that tall, in fact while taking a shower you could see the toilet. I was one lucky freshman, in fact up to junior year, because I had the same roommates and neighboring roommates for 5 semesters. I lived on the first floor east wing, which was heavy populated with females. I was one of two guys who lived on this wing up until our junior year. As I remembered the 4 girls who lived directly across the hall from me who had invited Jivi, Era, Raja, and me to “study hall” in their room. A must add that our neighbors were comfortable nudists.

Jivi had a bladder problem since was six. The muscles in her bladder were weak, but she could manage bodily functions, causing her to urinate quite often. She explained this to me after the first time I ever saw her in the middle of the night running through the room braless and in panties holding her crotch. Jivi was quite cute running through a small crammed room with her C cup tits bouncing. But, she stopped and quickly put her shirt on before going to the bathroom. Then, embarrassed she ran by me to the bathroom.

Jivi’s bladder muscle may have been weak, but that girl could piss, because everyone heard her pee across both rooms. Era and Raja started laughing loudly and when she finished they began to tease her in their native tongue. She yell to them shout up and go back to your room. Although she was embarrassed by this medical problem she explained to me how hard it was for her family to get the surgery she need to correct the problem.

Being the joker that I am I had made “paying your water bill” jokes with her. She laughed, and told me she was deep in debt with the water company. I smoothed my horny-ness by thanking her for flashing her C cup tits, as Era and Raja listened in, because up until that time I had only seen the girls in their bras and panties. The girls explained to me that after two weeks of living together they showered during lunch, as I would not return to the room until late that afternoon, just before neighbor’s “study hall” and I to would shower at 7 in the morning just after the girls would leave for breakfast. From that point our routines changed and the girls’ shyness about me being around was slowly wearing off.

I guess about a week later, early in the morning, I had morning wood and had to pee badly. I went to the bathroom, but the doors were closed. I knocked and quietly asked if I could come in. Raja hollered that I could come in. She begged for forgiveness of the smell, as she was sitting on the toilet reading a book naked while taking a poop. I slowly walked up to the other toilet with a hard-on and needing to pee badly. I quickly took my penis out of my boxers and could immediately hear Raja laughing and pointing to my penis. Raja enjoyed watching me pee and commented on how strongly my pee was flowing. Raja wiped and flushed the toilet before I finished peeing. Raja began taking a shower and I asked if I could take a shower too. Raja said, “Not a problem”. 10 minutes later the door bursts open and in comes Jivi. We told her we would be done in a few minutes and she said ok, she would wait and left. We told her this because was she still embarrassed about peeing loudly, although she did not have a shy bladder problem. As Raja and I were drying off Jivi stuck her head in the door and asked if we about done cause she “has got to pee”. I told her just about finish, and Raja told her not quite, and Jivi looked at me, said screw it, sat on the toilet, and had a nice long and loud pee, although Jivi was trying as hard as she could to be quiet this time.

After midterms my nudist neighbors, Jivi, Era, Raja, and me rented a van. We planned out that weekend for drinking, partying, and having a good time. I agreed to be chauffer and drive the van around. We planned a four hour road-trip to a big city. Jivi happened to be the one in the group whom seemed to make a 4 hour drive into a 6 six hour drive with all the pee breaks after all beers she drank. But, we made it to the club and as the evening wore on the club was packed and was there a line that began to form at the women's restroom. We were within view of the restroom doors and saw a couple of times when Jivi had to wait, as she would dance in place a little before going back inside the women’s restroom.

Later on I needed to pee and Jivi had not peed yet. She looked at me drunk as she could be and said, "God take me somewhere so I can pee." She was bouncing up and down in the van as her need to pee became more desperate. After a short five minute drive there was a gas station. As I entered the gas station Jivi stumbled in behind me shouting loudly “she was about to piss her pants”. We both walked into a unisex restroom. Now I had to pee badly, and could not wait, also. There was only a toilet and a urinal with no divider or wall between them in this little unisex restroom. I stepped up to the urinal and began to pee. Jivi had the time of her life lifting up her dress and pulling down her panties, but mange to sit on the toilet next to me not two feet away. She had begun peeing before she even sat down. As I was washing my hands she was still peeing. I waited for her to finish. When she finally finished we both left and went back to the club. That road trip ended with me playing a practical joke on Era. About 3 hours on the way back, Era told me that she had to pee badly. The next exit did not have gas stations right off the exit. And the next exit past that was about five miles. Era told me she could not wait for another five seconds, so I pull into the exit and pulled over. There were plenty of bushes for Era to pee behind. After Era left the van, and after waiting until Era was in the bushes I spin-ned off leaving Era in the bushes. I parked on the other side of the exit, as Era thought we had left her completely in the middle of nowhere. Until this day we still laugh about the adventures of that road-trip.

Although we went our separate ways after graduation, I still communicate with my college roommates. I learned through Skyping Jivi, who now lives in India, received the surgery she needed shortly after she graduated from college.

Jay Lee :snow:

Jay Lee’s Porta Potty pee confessions began several years ago with a girl named Lea … I had been corresponding with her for months. Our relationship started out through a webcam site. She admired me. We were always writing kinky private messages to one another, so our sexual tension grew in each correspondence.

Aside our kinky messaging we learned a lot about one another. Another reason most of this seemed harmless is that I lived six hours away from her. I never saw myself traveling to her town only to pass through. Similarly, I never dreamed she would ever come to my town.

She wrote me that she would be traveling to my town for a workshop, and asked if I wanted to meet her in person, after three years of corresponding with one another. Of course, I agreed to meet her.

Well, she told me her full name and the hotel she was staying at. A day later I called her and she was almost shocked that I called. We made plans to eat at an all-you-can-eat buffet near her hotel.

When I first saw Lea in person she was sexy as hell and just my type of woman. Our dinner was the longest dinner of my life, and I was charmed with listening to her converse with me.

We had to leave the buffet because the buffet was closing. She invited me up to her room. Our conversation lasted for hours as we shared two bottles of wine. All I know is that time was passing so quickly, and I was worried that I would have to be leaving soon. The wine filled my bladder and I took a long pee while she went down the hall to get some drinks, ice, and snacks.

We begin to cuddle on the bed and continued talking. She stopped in mid conversation and she said, “I have to pee”. As she headed to the bathroom, I asked coolly, "Let me watch you pee."

I kept my pee fetish a secret, and I felt a little surprised about my request. Surprisingly she agreed to my request without any hesitation, “sure honey you can”, she said.

I followed her into the bathroom, and I sat on the edge of the bathtub. She handed me her pink mini skirt and her Victoria Secret pink lanced thong.

My eyes were focused on her neatly trimmed vagina. My mind returned to when she was camming and how I enjoyed shots of her neatly trimmed vagina. Within that moment she sat down on the toilet and spread her legs apart in order for me to watch her pee.

There was complete silence as she peed. I so was hard. Her pee was a long and steady stream. She peed for quite some time too. My eyes remained glued on her vagina and the golden stream of pee gushing in between her legs.

When she was done, I asked if I could wipe her dry. She quietly folded the toilet tissue, placed the toilet tissue in my hand, and gently guided my hand across her vagina. She smiled the entire time.

I placed her pink mini skirt and her Victoria Secret pink lanced thong on the floor, while I washed my hands. She requested that I become completely naked. She took off her tight fitting shirt and her coffee-colored bra, and placed them on top of my clothes. We continue conversing on the bed once again, but this time but ass naked.

After intense foreplay and more cuddling, we commence to having the best sex of our lives. We continue to correspond and have had many more intimate meetings since we first made love.

I consider her to be my wife one day. And I look further to sharing many more of my Porta Potty pee confessions.

Jay Lee:snow: