Paulypeeps

Most peeing opportunities are not conducive with photography, especially when it might need a flash, and then very few of the photographs actually taken are publishable. I feel your pain. I took my camera out yesterday with me, and came home with precisely nothing. At least you enjoyed yourself and that is some consolation I hope.

I tend not to post repeat experiences in order to not be boring, but it would appear that if I don't keep posting things people think that I have died or something, so in order to avoid the obvious worry that people have I thought I might just describe my latest trip to the shops. Warning - it was not the most exciting day! As usual in the morning I had a shower, and used the opportunity to pee. In practice I usually stay in bed as long as I can and it is my bladder that decides when it is time for a shower. Since I was going out I could not stay naked all day, but did eat my br

That sounds dystopian - what is wrong with carpet! I would miss the carpet.

She is just nonchalantly taking a break from work. I think I want to work there.

Yes, but they all have some kink or other. I just write what I would like to read, and not necessarily in a sexual way. I am sure people find my writing sexual, and I include sex scenes (but not usually very graphic), but I really like to write what I like to read, and I write it because no one else does - it is the only way I can get to read what I really like! It is nice to know that people like my stories, and nice to know which bits they like. Can be a bit tricky when they like bits for a different reason than I like them because it can be hard to steer a story in a way that I

It is important that the characters live perfectly normal everyday lives just like the rest of us...

Part 7 - Going home I just laid on the beach for a while enjoying the warm sun while Darren rested beside me. I wanted to lay there forever but I knew we had to get some lunch and go home. I stood up and straight away realised that the back of my skirtini was covered in sand where the sand had stuck to the wet fabric. I tried to brush it off but it just stuck to the wetness. Darren noticed. "You're not getting in the car all covered in sand like that." Darren had obviously not noticed his cum running down my thighs or that would have worried him a lot more. I thought q

Part 6 - Checking out We ate our breakfast and went back up to our room. My skirt was very wet and still clinging to my legs as I walked. Back in the room I wanted to experience wetting the bed for a last time before we packed to go. I just sat down on the end of the bed and peed through my skirt. I squeezed hard to feel the intense warmth of my pee force its way between my thighs. I could feel my pee wicking down my skirt and dripping down the back of my legs. Unfortunately I did not have a lot in my bladder, but it was nice. Darren heard the hissing of my strong stream and imm

It does not matter what you are doing, but as long as you are doing something you can pee to your hearts content under a skirt and no one will suspect. Watering the plants, weeding, shaking the doormat. It is worth getting used to wetting as pee running down your legs can be very discreet and can let you get away with wearing shorter skirts.

Part 5 - Breakfast Darren woke me in the morning with a cup of tea. I rubbed my eyes and tried to wake up. "It's too early." I said thinking it must be about five o'clock still. My skirt was still very wet and tangled round my legs making it quite hard to move as I tried to sit up, and the bed was still soaking wet and a bit clammy under me. I gave up trying to sit and just relaxed my bladder instead. My crotch felt instantly warm again and I felt the warmth spread under my bottom and down the back of my thighs guided by my skirt. Darren held his dick in his hand and sta

From empty a pint of tea and a litre of orange juice will have me to the point of leaking out in about half an hour. This is what I usually drink to 'pre-load' before an evening out to get me started.

I must warn the wine merchant next time. They have probably had a run on it now and had to field a lot of questions about Austrian wine.

From my point of view pee is clean. I am one of those who consider it to be a sterile fluid at the source, and therefore something that is not dirty at all. I am happy to leave my pee anywhere on the basis that it was perfectly clean when it left me! If it ends up on a dirty carpet then it will of course become dirty also - but that is not me being dirty! @gldenwetgoose has very eloquently explained the two different meanings of dirty. I only use one meaning.

Part 4 - An evening meal Feeling comfortable drinking tea with pee pooling around my bottom and trickling on the floor I asked Margaret. "Is there anywhere nice around here to eat?" Margaret answered. "The only really outstanding place I can think of without going too far is 'Big Fish'. It is one of 'Fryer' Todd's restaurants. You might remember him from being the runner up on the Superchef reality show a couple of years ago. You usually have to book a table about three months in advance because it is the place to go for a special meal. He does triple fried chips, the finest battered

I think that the confusion is over. Just let your mind know that you are not embarrassed any more!

Looks like Jeny Smith. Lots of nice videos but she never appears to need to pee. https://jenysmith.net

Part 3 - Margaret's story After we had rested for a bit and Darren's pee had drained out of my shoes we walked slowly back to the B&B. I was very sticky with cum oozing down my thighs almost to my knees by the time we arrived. Margaret was in the kitchen and immediately put the kettle on while asking. "Would you like a cup of tea?" I said. "Yes please." Margaret beckoned us to sit at the table. I sat carefully to try and avoid getting cum on my dress, I knew it was inevitable I would be getting quite a lot on the chair! Margaret made the tea in a big pot which

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Part 2 - A day out It was a nice day so we went to the beach. Not for a swim or anything, just to walk along the sand and take in the sea air. Fortunately the beach was quite deserted or a lot of people would have had a nice view of my bare bottom every time the breeze blew my dress up. Darren definitely appreciated the view as he kept lagging behind me. We got to the end of the bay and walked up the cliff path, and Darren was very pleased to see a pub. It was quite idyllic. I sat outside while Darren got our ciders. It was so idyllic that we stayed for two pints of cider ea

The best advice I can offer is to try not to look like you are wetting yourself. Don't get desperate. Pee before you get to the stage where you are fidgeting or doing a pee dance! Do something else while you are peeing. If you are checking your phone that is all that any passer by will see. Don't look for a puddle, just ignore your pee. It will be there, but once you step away from it it will not be pee as far as anyone else is concerned. Be confident. Have fun...

A former bed wetter goes on holiday with her new boyfriend to an interesting B&B Part 1 - Margaret's B&B We approached the drive of the house, and we both looked at one another and smiled as we saw the idyllic country house at the end. We were a little late having stopped at the pub to ask directions and then staying on in the pub for two hours, the locals were so friendly. The house was old, with bits of roof everywhere and cute little dormer windows, and roses either side of the door. It could have been a studio set it was such a stereotype English countr

Trickling on the carpet should go un-noticed if it is dark or has some pattern to it. Peeing between the cushions of the sofa has worked for me.

Chelsee Healey has been known to wear this style, and she has a nice pussy to make the most of it.

I think that all things considered I prefer to pee sitting. I love feeling my pee pool in the seat around my bottom, gradually soaking away in to the upholstery. That has to be balanced against peeing while standing with the feeling of my warm pee running down my legs and caressing my feet in my shoes...

Today will be a good day...