Alfresco

Alfresco, I've done a bit of kayaking myself.

A few times, I've found myself paddling about on open water. It's a warm day, so I'm not in a wetsuit, only shoes, a shirt and shorts). I'm feeling the need to pee, but what to do?

I'm not steady enough to stand up at sea, and I'm not quite long enough for my cock to reach the side of the boat. (Those guys with 14 inches catch all the breaks! :banghead: )

Glad - Depends what type of kayak/canoe you paddle. If it is an open boat then just take your cock out of the leg of your shorts and pee in the bottom of the boat. If it is closed deck, then you can still do that - pop the spraydeck, pee, replace deck. You'll end up with a bit of pee sloshing around, but there's always a bit of water in the bottom of the boat right? another possibility is to point your cock upwards and to the side on a 45 degree angle, then pee with high pressure pushing so that you pee an arc over the side of the cockpit. The first and last bits might land in the canoe, but most of it will escape. I've done that before when paddling in shorts. Another option is to take something that you can pee into - a bottle or cup for example. You just fill it in the boat and then tip it over the side.

Sounds like she is definitely on our wavelength. What is slightly annoying is the way that everyone responding is saying that it is not normal and that she needs help, whilst she is obviously very happy with the situation and enjoying it. It does show that whilst our fun is becoming more widely acknowledged, the world at large is not quite ready to accept it yet. That on its own makes people more reluctant to publically declare their interest, which in turn slows the awareness and thus acceptance.

That was a fab experience. Such a good way to be introduced and great that you both were able to be positive about it and share your desires.

Thanks Paulypeeps. I had read those stories before, but they always warrant a repeat reading! I love your relaxed attitude to peeing.

Thanks Blob. Sounds like my next visit to Bournemouth might involve a slight variation and head towards Christchurch then.

I should have said on my previous update that there are similar beach huts at the Hove end of Brighton Beach. There are not many toilets at that end of the beach and I have seen a couple of girls ducking behind the beach huts. I have also found a few puddles there. I haven't had any direct sightings though. I have had several sightings actually on the beach at Brighton though. I may have mentioned them on here before, so I'll keep them brief, but I'll mention two of the most memorable.

The first was when walking along the beach next to the water fairly early morning. There was a tent pitched on the beach up against one of the groynes. A 20ish young lady came out of the tent in just a long T-shirt and sat on the stones with her legs out in front of her and her back leant up against the wooden groyne. She stayed there about a minute and then crawled back into the tent just as I was drawing about level with it. I had a lovely view of her naked bum under her not quite long enough T-shirt as she crawled into the tent. I turned up the beach and walked past the tent. I saw that the stones where she had sat were very wet :). She had obviously taken a very discrete pee on the beach by simply sitting her bare bum onto the stones and letting it all come flooding out whilst covered by her T-shirt.

The second one was when I was lying on my front on the beach. I was dozing, but not asleep. I also had sunglasses on. Just above me on the beach was a good looking girl in her twenties, wearing a bikini, lying on a towel, reading a book. She sat up and looked around. I was the only one very near. I stayed very still and she looked at me for a while, then lay back down again. I remained still. A few minutes later, she sat up again, looking a bit agitated. She looked at me again and she must have decided that I was asleep, because she moved to the end of her towel, so that her bum was right on the end. She lifted her knees up and parted her feet slightly. She moved some stones around just in front of her to make a hollow. She looked around again. I still hadn't moved. Nobody else was around. Satisfied, she deftly put her right hand around her right leg and pulled her bikini to the side then let a lovely long jet of pee erupt into the hole she had prepared. After around 30 secs, she stopped, quickly returned her bikini into place, moved some stones back into the hole to hide the wet patch and lay back down to continue reading. She achieved the relief she needed without having to pack up her things and move. As far as she knew, nobody had seen, but I had a wonderful memory that has stayed with me ever since. Everyone's a winner!

Very lucky - especially for a first time with her. Were there any repeats at other times?

I tried that trick with my wife the other day, but she declined. She will only pee outside if absolutely desperate. We came out of the cinema and she didn't use the toilet, but as we were walking across the carpark to the car she said that she was desperate for the loo. I pointed out that the car was parked in the back corner of the carpark and that nobody would see if she squatted behind it, but she said "No way" and she held it until we got home 20 minutes later. I was then able to listen to a thunderous pee into the toilet which went on for quite some time. I would have preferred the car park option though.

I too have visited Bournemouth and know the sort of huts you mean. Unfortunately I haven't managed to get the opportunity of seeing anyone peeing behind them - I am usually there with my wife and not usually far enough away from the toilets for people to go behind the huts. I presume you were a bit further along to the West of the Pier where the toilets are less common.

Wherever it was, you were very lucky to witness the sightings.

That wouldn't really work as the engine is in the station platform........

Definitely a major stroke of luck there. Both from your willingness to indulge him and the chance arrival of the second girl.

That sounds like a great attitude to peeing.

I once saw two girls going down an alley by the side of a pub. Guessing what they were about to do, I followed shortly after. One of them saw me and said sorry and started trying to hide herself, but she was peeing too hard. The other had her head in her hands and tried to look away and put her legs close together. I casually said sorry for disturbing them and not to worry and that I'd only come down there to pee myself. The first girl stopped trying to hide herself and the second one stopped panicing and opened her legs again, resuming a high pressure pee onto the tarmac as I walked slowly past and then took up my position by a bin just a few metres away. As I turned to pee on the side of the bin, I could see both girls still peeing, but with now dwindling streams. Once they were no longer embarrassed, they didn't care at all.

You are very lucky Blob. You seem to have had a lot of great pee experiences with your girlfriend and this was fab.

The article is at: http://www.scientificamerican.com/article/don-t-put-the-pee-in-pool/

The text is also copied below. I like the bit that says that the the levels of resultant chemicals rises by a factor of 4 after swim meets, showing that it is common for regular swimmers to not think twice about peeing in the pool.

I have certainly seen wadges of wet tissue on the sleepers in stations, where people have chosen to ignore the instructions not to use the toilet in the station. I remember once being stood on a platform when a train pulled in. I could see a shadowy figure on the inside of the frosted glass of the toilet window. As the train pulled to a stop, the figure stood up and flushed. I could hear the water splashing down onto the track and then when the train pulled out there was a fresh wet patch and some sodden tissue.

On a similar idea, I remember being on a fairly small passenger boat - sized for around 150 people in the mediterranean sea. I went to the toilet onboard and the toilet looked like a traditional western toilet, but it was open bottomed and you could see the sea flowing past the bottom of it. Obviously this was a case of peeing straight into the sea.

I pee in the pool whenever I need to do so. My wife does as well. However, she wouldn't sit on the side and pee into the water - she would have to be in the water.

I did once see a female lifeguard at the pool at a gym leave her seat and sit on the side of the pool with her legs in the water for about a minute, then splash her crotch with pool water and return to her chair. I did enjoy that. I also once saw a lady sitting on the side of the pool in her swimsuit before she got in. When she sat down, the poolside was dry. I was standing behind her and noticed a puddle gradually expanding around her. She then got into the pool and went for a swim. I "accidentally" put my hand in her puddle whilst picking something up and then I tasted my fingers. It was definitely pee.

Another sighting was when I was being a timekeeper at a swimming gala. One of the female competitors was getting ready to race and she squatted down next to the starting block with her bum really low to the poolside. She leant forward to wash her goggles in the water and splash her face, but whilst she was doing this, I saw a stream coming out of her swimsuit onto the poolside. It would only be noticeable to me because I was right behind her on the poolside, but she was doing it in full view of everyone in the audience, but totally casually so that nobody would see. I guess she didn't want to have a full bladder during the race.

I once had similar at a car park at Wembley Arena in London. I was returning to my car with my wife and daughter and a woman came out from behind her car, which was parked next to mine. She was doing up her belt as she returned to her car. I didn't see the results because I was with my family, but I'm convinced she peed behind the car.

You had some good sightings there!

I had one on Saturday afternoon, which was my first sighting of the year. It was a very poor sighting, but it was something. If only I'd had more time available, then I'm sure I would have had a few more. As it was, I was on the way to pick up my daughter and I had 15 minutes spare. I went to a park which is quite large and has three areas - the first one has a play park and playing fields with toilets, cafe and changing rooms. The second area is more playing fields and then the third area is a field with BBQ pits along one edge, a bit of car parking and some woods. I went to the third area thinking that there might be some people having BBQs and consuming drinks. I was right and there were three groups there. As I said, I only had 15 mins, so I was just hoping that I'd see something in that short time. After a little while, two more mature ladies, probably Asian or Nepalese, wearing some kind of long traditional dress wandered away from there group towards the area in which the cars were parked. I followed at a distance and found them part squatted behind a car. They got up when they saw me, but the ground was very wet where they had been. I didn't see anything very exciting but I did catch them in the act.

There were quite a few younger women at the BBQs and I'm sure that if I'd been around for longer then I would have seen something more interesting, but unfortunately it wasn't to be on that day.

So do the police then have to write each other tickets and issue each other with fines? I could really do with a photo of this scene then if I'm ever challenged for peeing outside (only once so far), then I could produce the photo and ask why it is OK for them to do it. It does seem like there must be lots of cases where male and female police would need to pee whilst on duty away from a toilet though.

Hi Crissy, that was a great account and a fantastic way to introduce peeing casually. As others have said, he is probably not thinking that you did it because you have a specific interest in pee and he obviously wasn't put off by it because he proceeded to pee himself (what's the betting that he might well have been a gentleman and held on to avoid going if you hadn't peed first?), he gained an erection and he was happy to proceed to being sucked off straight away - If he was disgusted by it then I guess he would have been keen to get out of there.

He is probably having mixed feelings because he wonders why you (a) didn't squat down (b) didn't say something first and © didn't look for privacy behind the car or something. Most girls would either have held it or would have excused themselves to go somewhere semi private.

If I were in your position, I'd just build on it gradually - maybe make sure there are other options to pee outside, but let him know that you are going to do it and see if he tries to sneak a peak or even openly watches. Might be worth squatting down so that more is on show and see how that piques his interest. BTW, I'm sure the short dress with no knickers will be a definite attraction. It is my favourite attire for a girl.

On another note, I'd love to have that car park down the road from me. Sounds like an excellent place.

To add to what has been said, a quick search turned up this site:

http://used-panties-uk.livejournal.com/

She is a 26yo and will sell knickers with two pics showing her wearing them for £20 and will also pee in them for an addtional £10.

or http://www.carlysusedpanties.com/product-category/my-underwear/ sells a variety for £16 to £25 and says she is willing to do "extras"

or there is a network of panty sellers here: http://www.panty.co.uk/

They are just a few and you can google them as well as I can, but that will give you an idea of the sort of market that you are up against. What you will need is some way of reaching the target market and getting them to choose you over and above the already established sites.

Personally I don't think I would buy panties online, but I have been lucky enough to once aquire some knickers from a model who peed in them and I saw the video evidence. I definitely enjoyed having them.

I'm sure I've written this somewhere else before, but can't remember where, so:

For me, my first recollections of being fascinated by pee were in childhood. I used to play in the countryside near my house and did so with friends from school including girls. If we needed to pee, we would go into a barn that had a concrete floor and pee in there. Generally the girls went in separately from the boys, but one time I was there with a girl and we were alone, so we both went in together. She squatted over the concrete and I stood and peed into the opposite corner, but I looked over my shoulder to see the pee spraying out of her between her legs. I was fascinated by the differences in the way we peed.

Later, I caught another girl peeing on a bridge, which was on an abandoned railway line. She had gone up the path at the side of the railway and gone onto the bridge where it was shielded from the road below. I also happened to go that same way and caught her with her pants down.

When I was about 7 or 8, I went camping with my family and was very friendly with the girl from the next tent. We spent a lot of time together and rather than go into the separate ladies and gents toilets, we both went round the back of the block and peed in the dirt.

I also once walked in on my sister's friend whilst she was peeing on the toilet in our house. I had heard her say to my sister that she was going to the toilet but wouldn't lock the door and that if she needed to come in then just knock. So I came out of my room, went to the closed bathroom door and knocked. She said "Come in", so I did! I saw her sat on the toilet with her knickers round her ankle, but obviously didn't actually see the pee. It was quite funny though and she later became my girlfriend when I was about 10 and we used to mess around near our house. If she needed to pee, she would go behind a garage, but she never minded me watching and I was again always fascinated by the way in which she peed.

From 10 until about 16, I used to do quite a few outdoor activities with the family including boating and walking. Of course these led to the need to pee outside and I remember female family members and friends needing to pee whilst we were out. However, they always went discretely and I don't recall seeing them, but I do remember sometimes wandering about it and wanting to try and sneak a peek

Then I don't really have any memories of pee interest until I was at university. At that point I first got aroused by a woman that I saw peeing on the pavement by the side of the road whilst I was driving past. That image is burned in my memory. Throughout university there was plenty of drinking going on and times when I saw fellow students peeing outside around the city on the way back after a night out. I also heard peeing in the communal toilets in the halls of residence.

So I think it was university when I realised that I was sexually aroused by peeing, but it has always been a fascination.

That sounds like it was a lot of fun and added a bit of adventure to the need to pee outside.

I once peed on an abandoned bus. It was parked in a yard and had been out of use for a long time. I went inside and peed on one of the seats. A few months later, I heard that someone had purchased the bus and they got it back into working order to take it abroad. They will have taken my pee with them!

That was a fab experience. I wish my wife would do that for me, but she would find it totally innappropriate to pee in a pub, so unfortunately I don't think I'll ever get that opportunity.

So funny, but what a delight to find!

I once had an experience with a lane behind some shops in the town centre. I was walking through the town when I noticed a lady nip down the lane and then turn into the yard at the back of a shop where two cars were parked next to a wall. I left her a few seconds then followed down the lane. I glanced left into the yard and saw her in a high squat with her trouser at her knees and her back to the wall. I had a side on view of her as a waterfall of pee fell from her to the ground below. She looked to her right and saw me, then looked quickly away as if she was embarrassed. As she was no longer looking in my direction, I enjoyed watching the rest of the performance and then moved on as she started to pull up her trousers. What I didn't understand (and still don't) is why she went there for a pee when there were toilets just inside the adjacent shopping centre. She either wasn't familiar with the town, didn't know where the toilets were and didn't have time to look, or she just liked peeing outside. Either way, I enjoyed it.

I would have loved to see you doing that and if I'd been driving by I would have certainly slowed down for a good look. Well done for not taking the easy option and peeing in the field when you had the chance.