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Dear Wet Carpet Magazine,

I recently had to go to a parents' evening at my daughter's school, which also happened to be the school that I attended when I was younger, so I knew the layout pretty well. I had just had my dinner and accompanying beverage before going to the school and when I got there I went straight to the dinner hall, which is where the teachers were sat at tables to see us. There was coffee available and I was ten minutes early for my first appointment, so I accepted a coffee and browsed through my daughter's books whilst waiting. I saw three teachers, by which time, I had a nagging in my bladder and I was struggling to maintain decency as I talked to Mr Mansfield about physics. After leaving Mr Mansfield, I had five minutes spare before my next appointment and decided I really had to get to the toilet. However, the nearest toilets were quite a distance away and I knew I couldn't get there and back within five minutes. Having read Sophie's letter hear earlier in the day, it prompted me to consider other options and I remembered that there was a room opposite the hall where gym equipment was stored to be used in the lunch hall. I went out of the hall and with nobody in the corridor I was able to try the door opposite - sure enough it opened and I quickly slipped inside, closing the door behind me. My memory served me well and I was faced with a stack of equipment. Immediately in front of me was a vaulting horse - you know the ones with wooden stackable sections and a leather padded top - and behind that was a stack of crash mats. I wasted no time and jumped up onto the horse, swinging my legs over the back. I hitched up my skirt and pulled my knickers to the side and relaxed. I was pretty desperate and a golden arch rained out from between my legs, pattering onto the waiting crash mats. The mats were vinyl covered so the pee pooled in the middle. As my stream dwindled, it fell back towards me and the last bit dribbled out onto the leather pad of the horse. I had no tissues for wiping, but returning my knickers to their rightful position, they absorbed the last of my pee I decided the pool was a little too obvious, so I slipped down off the horse and lifted one side of the mat, causing the puddle to run down across the now sloping surface and pour off the edge onto the carpet tiled floor. The carpet tiles were old (possibly still the ones from when I attended!) and very stained, so I figured it would be far less obvious than a great puddle on the mat. I dropped the mat back into place, but it was now completely streaked with my cooling pee. Never mind!

I eased the door open and peeked out - the coast was clear, so I nipped across the corridor and into the hall to see Mr Cowan about Chemistry. I must have looked a little flushed as he asked if I was alright, saying I looked a bit flustered. I assured him I was fine and we got on with discussing my daughter's achievements.

Loving the magazine by the way. So many people who think like me!

Rachel.

Hi Maggie, Thanks for sharing this. It is very interesting and I am also fascinated by the way your parents encouraged you to pee in naughty places. I think many parents say to the their kids to just pee in the pool/shower/sea if the child says they need to pee, because it is so much easier and sort of accepted. The same would apply with peeing outside in bushes/trees when out walking. However, for you to be invited to pee in a store fitting room and a hotel bed and for your dad to deliberately remove the protective sheet is on a completely different level. I especially like the fact that your mum peed in the fitting room. Do you believe that she did it for convenience (i.e. easier than making a separate trip to the toilet), desperation (i.e. she was desperate and no toilets nearby) or because she liked to pee in naughty places even if she could quite easily have made it to the toilet.

When I was young, my family were no strangers to peeing outside - I can remember all of my family (mum, dad, sister and me) peeing in the woods or out on walks as a reasonably regular occurrence, simply because there was not really another option and nobody was planning on holding it in being uncomfortable for a long time. I remember my sisters friends also doing this when they were with us - normally the plan was to take a moderate amount of cover behind a wall/bush/rock etc., but nobody was particularly shy within the family. I can't remember about peeing in the pool - I know I used to do it (still do), but I can't remember ever being told that it was or wasn't OK by my parents. However, I can say that nobody ever suggested to me that I should pee in a bed or a changing room!

Personally, I would have thought that most people on a naturist beach would pee where they are, without even attracting attention. Without clothes, it would be very easy to pee into the sand without being obvious. Either that, or they would pee whilst swimming. If they are already relaxed enough to be there with no clothes, it is only one step further to pee there. Additionally, if there are toilets, then either people would have to walk to the toilets naked, which would be a much greater exposure of themselves than simply lying on the beach, or if they are not within the area of the nude beach they would have to go through the effort of getting dressed to go to the toilet. I can't see that happening.

I stumbled across a TripAdvisor review of St Osyth Naturist Beach in Essex. According to that:

"It only has toilets at the holiday park which is miles away, so most people pee in the scrub area."

The reviews imply that it has become a bit of a gay sex and swingers beach more than just a naturists beach though.

Also have a look at http://www.nudist-resorts.org/talk/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=5734, which gives some feedback from a naturist's point of view.

Lots of people (myself included) pee on a normal (i.e. non nudist) beach anyway. It is very easy to be discrete - as long as you don't stand up, get your penis out and spray an arc in front of you for all to see, you won't have any issues.

That was hot! Always remember that people may be around you in any direction and also above you. I once had a good sighting in North Wales near Llangollen. I was walking along a road on the side of a hill. The hill dropped away to the side of the road and at the bottom was a car park in the woods. There was a building in the car park and some young lady had gone behind the building for a pee. I had an excellent view from above of her pulling down her jeans, squatting and washing the ground, wiping and pulling her jeans back up. She then walked back round the building and returned to her waiting companion at her car. She never even knew I was there let alone that I had an excellent view. As far as she was concerned, she was hidden from the car park by the building and behind the building was only a hillside. She didn't know there was a road above her, now that I was there enjoying the view. I guess it was a positive result for both of us - she got to empty her bladder in private (because she didn't realise she was rumbled) and I got to enjoy the view without causing her any embarrassment or discomfort. Win-Win.

You still have to have a taste dont you?

It would be rude not to.......

Was she sexy looking?

Not bad looking. She wasn't exactly a stunner, but curvy in all the right places.

Last week I visited Bristol for work. I caught the train there and arrived early for my meeting, so I went for a walk in the park near the office, thinking that I could find a tree/bush and have a pee so that I didn't need to use the toilets in the office. As I walked into the park, I could see that there was a tower at the top of the hill, so I headed up there for a look. I was quite surprised, but it is open access - it has a door at the bottom, but it was open, so I headed up the steps on a continuous spiral staircase. As I climbed, I realised that my need to pee was increasing and I started to form a plot to pee somewhere on the tower. About 3/4 of the way up, there was a door that led out to a viewing platform, where it was possible to walk all round the outside of the tower and look out from balconies. I carried on up from this and the staircase got narrower, finally exiting through another door onto the top viewing platform. I considered my options - I'd have loved to pee straight off the side of the tower and watch my pee fall to the tarmac below, but there were quite a few people around below including some park groundsmen. I wasn't sure that they would appreciate it and as I was effectively cornered in the tower, they could very easily have intercepted me on the way back down. Might be a good one to try on another day and I'm sure it has been done by many a youngish lad over the years. I also considered peeing down the stairs and watching it fall down the spiral. However, I decided I wanted to be out in the open air. So I stood by one of the balconies and peed onto the floor. I could see people down below me whilst I was peeing and my puddle was getting larger and running off towards the side of the balcony. I kept peeing until I was empty - enjoying the view and thinking about the people all down there not realising what I was doing.

For anyone who wants to see the setting, there is a photo at this link: http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Cabot.tower.bristol.1.arp.jpg

Well done Sophie - sounds very much like you enjoyed yourself and I hope you do it again. I love the image you paint of sitting there perched on the sink with your jeans pulled down and your pee raining down into the sink. I wish my wife would do that - we do have a downstairs toilet though, so she doesn't even have to go upstairs, which means that there is less likelihood of her using the sink.

Personally, I pee in the sink quite regularly. It means I can save time as I often pee in the sink whilst making a cup of tea, so I'm already stood by the sink and it is very easy to unzip, pull out my penis and let the pee flow whilst I am busy putting a tea bag in the mug and adding the water and milk. A quick rinse of the sink and its done. Uses far less water than a flush as well. Upstairs, I also sometimes pee in the sink whilst I'm cleaning my teeth.

If you saw where a sexy young girl had pissed,would you go there and get it on your fingers and taste it?I have done this,it was dick burstingly amazing.I didnt know who she was,but it was the taste of sex.

Yes, I have done this (and would do again). I once tasted the puddle of a girl on a night out in Falkirk in Scotland and it tasted more like cider than pee. She must have been drinking a lot! The background on that one was that I was walking along a road from the town centre back towards my hotel and I saw three girls ahead of me duck into a passageway. As I came nearer they came back out and one of them was very obviously doing up her belt. I went down the passageway and found one enormous puddle - I assume it was on the belt tugging girl that peed - I dipped my fingers in it and I'd swear it was almost pure cider. She could have certainly got away with filling a glass and serving it.......

I've done it other times as well, but that is the most memorable.

I'd love to try that with my wife. She has no problem peeing in the shower or bath - even if I'm with her, but she just lets it run down her legs and has never tried to aim it forwards.

Great experience and you are lucky she is willing to oblige you. I hope you have lots of fun.

Thanks for copying these over Steve and thanks to Lesful for permitting it. I remember them well and they are certainly worth reading again. I wish my wife had the same relaxed attitude to peeing.

I believe Swedish people are a lot more relaxed about nudity than some countries, but that would have been a fantastic experience.

Thanks Steve for bringing this one back to my memory and thanks Lesful for writing it. I certainly remember this story and remember enjoying the Vicky stories.

I reckon I would have enjoyed that more than the concert!

That was a great story Steve. Certainly looking forward to hearing how it develops.

I thought that this was funny:

http://wind-sand-and-stars.blogspot.co.uk/2007/05/train-drivers-wee-perk.html

Drivers complained that they had to pee out of the window, so rather provide something to avoid the need to pee out of the window, the railway accepted the practice and modified the chair to make it easier to pee out of the window! Not sure what happens if you a lady driver through.

For USA locomotives - the following includes answers from USA locomotive crew confirming that they do have toilets in the locos, but also that they still prefer to pee out of the door:

https://uk.answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20070618214315AAxBmiy

That was a great story - very believeable and well described with a certain irony about being desperate whilst opening the toilets.

This year my pee sightings (other than my wife) have been very limited, but I've had a few cases where I thought I was on to something and then had my hopes dashed. Anyone else get very frustrated by this? Some recent examples:

My nearest to a sighting this year was about three weeks ago. I was at a car park near a river. I had walked through a gap in the hedge to a grassy area behind with quite a few trees around. I then walked on over a bridge past some more hedges. As I was coming back a little later, I saw a male and female approach the clearing from the other side. I don't know why, but I thought there could be a possibility of a sighting here. They were stood talking, and I kept watch from a distance. Then the young man walked a few steps away from his girl and with his back to the girl (and me), he started peeing into the grass. He was obviously having a little fun waving it around by the look of his body movements and the fact I could sometimes see pee either side of him as he waved left and right. He returned to his girl, who had been watching his back. They continued to converse and then very soon she got some tissue out of her bag and walked down a path and off behind a bush. I couldn't ignore it, so I followed down a parallel path - even though the boyfriend was stood waiting in his original position and must have seen by my direction that I would end up passing her. Anyway, it was obviously a little bit too far or more likely she heard me coming, because I rounded the bend past the bush and she was came walking back towards me, with her pink knickers in place, but still pulling up her denim shorts. She looked a little sheepish but I just smiled at her as I walked past. I noted that she no longer had the tissue in her hand and I soon located it abandoned by a wet patch of grass behind the bush. If only I had either been a little quicker or she hadn't heard me (whichever was the case), I would have rounded the corner to see her in full flood.

Last weekend, I went to a wedding and one of the things which had been emailed out to us was the fact that there were no toilets at the church. We we asked to arrive for 1pm for a 1:30 service followed by welcome drinks whilst photos were taken and the next opportunity for a toilet would be at 4pm back at the reception. I had a vague hope that I might see someone get desperate and look for a bush, but unfortunately I didn't see any signs of desperation or people dissapearing. I guess people had read the information and limited their liquid intake accordingly. :frown:

Traveling home from somewhere yesterday, I saw an SUV parked in a layby with both passenger doors open and a woman was just standing up and adjusting her clothes. I guess if I'd been there a minute earlier I might have seen more than just her legs under the doors.

At a country park recently I saw a woman leave her group and head into the woodland. I tried to "accidentally" stumble across her, but she obviously made some turns because I couldn't see where she had gone!

In my story above, it was a miniature loco, so no room for a toilet on board. I do also drive full size locos on a preserved railway and have done on several railways. There have been many situations where it has been difficult to get to a toilet whilst looking after the loco - either too far away from the toilet or can't leave the engine for long enough. On one railway in the North East of England, we used to have to run the engine round the train - i.e. when we got to one end of the line we had to uncouple the loco, run forward into the headshunt, then run back past the train on a parallel line, then come forward again onto the other end of the carriages. The running around involved one crew member driving the loco and the other operating the points from the platform. It was customary that if either crew member needed a pee then they would drive the loco and when it was at the furtherst point from the carriages they would stop whilst the points were changed and they would jump down to the track and pee behind the loco.

On the same railway, we had a lady fireman and she didn't like that idea as she felt too exposed. The way she dealt with it was that at one intermediary station there was a water tower, which was an enclosed stone built building with a large tank on the top for replenishing the steam engine. She would go into the building and squat and pee on the floor over the drain that was there as it was completely enclosed and the entrance was trackside next to the loco, so public couldn't get to it.

Also on the same railway, I'd once been left to bring a diesel train back from the end of the line after doing some track work. I was the only person on the train, so I set the controls, opened the cab door and peed out of the door whilst the train was doing about 15mph.

On the railway where I work now, I know that several people nip behind the loco shed for a pee rather than walking to the station to use the facilities. I have also had a guard come and tell me that he needed to inspect the track by the loco - meaning he needed to go down on the track behind the loco to relieve himself!

Going back to real railway - as in national network railways - I know several people who used to be drivers/firemen in the days of steam and they said it was common to either pee in the coal on the tender or in a bucket which then got emptied over the side. On the high profile long distance express trains they had a connecting corridor through the tender of the loco which allowed the crew to get back to the carriages and thus use the toilet in the carriages - but as it only emptied onto the track anyway, it didn't make that much difference except that privacy was afforded.

Excellent story. My wife knows my interest in pee but unfortunately doesn't share the fascination. However, if in the right mood, she does sometimes share with me and I have been lucky enough to have her pee into my mouth during sex. The problem is that she finds it very difficult to get started and sometimes ends up getting frustrated because she can't please me. I tell her not to worry and I am just very grateful when it does work!

Very nice experience. I once had my wife offer to pee on me in a hotel bathroom. Her idea was that I'd sit on the toilet and she would sit on my knee facing me and pee into the toilet. That is what we did and she peed over my penis and balls, but then I closed my legs and the pee pooled between my legs and ran down my outstretched legs onto the floor creating a massive puddle on the tiles. She didn't realise until she was finished and she felt a bit bad about peeing all over the floor, but I told her how much I enjoyed it and it would be easy to clear up. We carried on with other sexual enjoyment and then later on the mess was soon cleared up with the aid of a hotel towel, which I then rinsed in the bath, so no harm done and lots of fun.

I realised that the question was posted 6 years ago, so I guess she is now probably enjoying herself without her mum's concern.

Definitely very enjoyable, but unfortunately a bit too rare. Still, I guess it makes it more of an experience because it is rare.