toiletfloorpee

My aunt always used to make my brother wipe after he had peed. Weirdly if we were outside in her garden, she would let us wee where ever but always made sure he wiped but she never cared if I did or not. She was relatively close to our age so when we were 19 and 23 she was 40 and came out clubbing with us a few times. On one occasion we walked home along a cycle track with hedges along the sides. She stopped and said she was going to go to the toilet on the track, i needed to go too so we squatted and my brother stood weeing in the hedge and getting a good eyeful of me and our aunt.

...ready for part two? So we mopped the floor and tidied up the spare room and I suggested we go for a walk to calm down a little. He swapped his sodden trackies for some shorts, I kept my dress and my by now almost dry again underwear on. I threw his trousers in the washer dryer on a short cycle while he grabbed two gym bottles and filled them with water. I live quite near the beach so we headed out for the less touristy pebble part, rehydrating as we went. It was still a lovely warm evening, the tide was on it's way out, so we sat a way down the beach on some big rocks. There were

A few months ago I had my flatmate move out unexpectedly leaving me with an empty room, devoid of furniture, with a wooden floor. I had been talking to a male friend about various things including fetishes and peeing was brought up. He sent me a couple of videos of him weeing on the carpet in his house, which was very hot to see, but he expressed the fact it was something he would rather do on a floor that didn't need to dry out for a couple of days afterwards. I offered him to come round and, as long as he cleaned up after himself, he could do whatever he wanted in my empty room. A

I stayed at a holiday park a few years ago that has couples steam rooms, go in, get muddy, steam in a small sauna then the showers come on. Me and my then boyfriend tried it out. It was fun getting caked in mud then sitting like a statue as the steam was turned on. After 15 minutes the operator came back, they dont go in the steam room, they just work valves from outside and shout. As soon as the steam was off and i heard the door close my boyfriend was in front of me naked, covered in mud and asking for sex. I told him to just watch and pulled my bikini bottoms aside and peed the mud of

Back in my uni days i have a vivid memory of being way more drunk than I should have been, in a dark dingy club oop norf of the UK. cheap drinks and black clothing. Good combo. After falling over on the slick dance floor some guy helped me up and we got talking. Went and sat with his two female friends and i sat on his lap. It was near closing time but i went to get up to go to the loo but he pulled me back saying we would be going in a sec anyway. We carried on talking and his friend made me laugh and i just started weeing. He instantly realised and gripped me tighter to stop me standing

I used to have a friend, after I left Uni, who worked occasionally as an escort. I say escort, she was a prostitute but not one that was ever doing it for the drug money, just that it was easy work while she finished her degree. She had a regular book of clients and wouldn't just jump in a car on a street corner. One autumn evening we had met up for a drink in town before she met a regular and did her thing. She told me that when she had seen him the week before he had asked her to pee for him. She had never done that sort of thing before, the girl selling sex who had never even peed outside!

I realised I had to keep washing the bowl so I found other solutions :P x

I used to work in a burger van in a lay by on a busyish main road when I was in between college and finding something better paying work wise. I would do weekends and Friday afternoons. The layby was pretty busy on the week days but a bit quiet on the weekends although as there were some public loos there too tourists would stop on their way between places. We used to use the loos when we needed obviously until one day when we opened and found that there had been vandalism the Friday night before and the loos had been locked out of use until they could be repaired. It started off pretty s

I love dream wees. They can sometimes feel so real that when you wake up a little toy time is necessary, and frequently brief lol. My favourite pee dream was when I was at a festival back in my younger days. Drink and drugs were had and I ended up somehow back in my own tent with my two friends by 2am, more drinking then sleeping bag time. I remember dreaming I was on a ferris wheel and there was a guy peeing off of the side of the car I was in while his mate watched. Then we were on the ground and he was still peeing and his mate started peeing on the floor in front of me. No one around

Wow that's a difficult question. Probably middle of the day, when i was drunk, in a pub on the carpet.

Oh he saw everything he needed to lol. He was hard before he finished which caused him a problem.

Gldenwetgoose, I have a couple of other stories but it was just me peeing in the gents and a guy walked in and either studiously ignored me or turned and ran ha. Poor things.

Oliver, to be fair we have peed together so many times it probably would have been weirder if she HAD said something. Neither of us wait when we need a wee, we just go.

I have never done this personally but a very good friend of mine did on the way back from a party in London last year. No loo on the train, she was fine when she got on but last 15 minutes into the journey before she just squatted in front of the seat and left a big puddle. Never said a word about it!! Just carried on our conversation. Good job the train was pretty empty.

I frequently use the men's toilets if there is a queue for the ladies, or if it's a public loo in the middle of nowhere then I will sometimes just go in the men's for fun. They do generally smell pretty bad though 😛 My favourite was in a local national park. I had been for a walk and it was a nice summery evening and I came back to the car needing a wee, yes I had peed outside on my walk before you ask but I drink a lot of water as it was a warm day. Only my car in the car park so I slipped into the men's, went to go in a cubicle but then thought "why not just on the floor". So I did and

I worked for a few months as a driver for a well known delivery company, just local, but the sheer quantity of parcels I had to get through in a day around Christmas was ridiculous. I would have to start at 7am and not finish until 10pm some days. Eating was done as I drove and peeing when ever I could. I got caught a few times while having to wee in public either behind the van or hiding in a quiet area. One night I was weeing in what I thought was a deserted area of a half built housing estate when two women appeared from no where with one of their boyfriends, all appeared a bit drunk. They

I did something similar with a horrible B and B in Newcastle. The place was like a war zone, you could hear shouting all night, there were really obvious drug deals in the car park etc etc. The first night I didn't sleep cos it was so nerve wracking and I had 3 days there while at a work course nearby. I couldn't stand it so made a complaint to the reception desk who didn't give a toss and said they had a stag night in who were rowdy. I went with it for another night but I barely slept then either for shouting and banging from the downstairs. I complained again and tried to get a refund at a

I always carry tissues in my bag and if I need a wee then I am going to have one where ever I am lol. I have never been one for caring.