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8 hours ago, Havelock said:
These are my favorite types of pees. Girls are comfortable going outdoors and think nothing of leaving a puddle when needed.
Yes I love it too. In my imagination since she looked like she worked long days outside, she was used to squatting in the long grass. Perhaps also with her co-workers around
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10 hours ago, Carb0nBased said:
I love the phrase "sun kissed sparkling pee"
Thanks. I suspect it's got more beautiful in my memories. But her flow definitely caught the sunlight
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I was about an hour into a three hour journey when I stopped by the side of the road to fix the hands free kit in my car
This was on a busy A Road in the UK, but I'd managed to find one of the larger lay-bys which was slightly further off to the side behind a small row of trees. No facilities, but the kind of place a lorry driver might stop in for an couple of hours rest if there was nowhere else.
I parked at the back of the verge. Then i set about trying to fix my CarPlay system that had been playing up since I set off.
I was just fiddling with it when a small Mazda pulled in. It was a few years old, dusty silver and had seen better days. It stopped up ahead just behind the lorry.
When the driver's door opened an auburn haired girl stepped out. She looked mid to late 20's, and whilst her features were angular and attractive, overall she had a tomboy kind of look.
Her short hair was pulled back into a high ponytail, and she was wearing what I'd describe as a safari outfit.
Short sleeved sandy coloured shirt, tight across her chest, then shorts and work boots.My best guess is that she worked at a wildlife park, but may also have been for an animal rescue centre or similar. Certainly she worked outdoors because she I could see she was freckled and tanned, and her limbs were toned rather than skinny.
She looked in my direction, seeing me as she went around the back of the car. Not wanting to interrupt anything she might do, I looked down to appear disinterested in her.
I saw her scan the hedgerow, apparently looking for gaps, but upon seeing no better options she decided to go by the passenger side of her car.
She opened the door, stood in the space created, unbuttoned her shorts and in a single motion hooked her thumbs into her waistband and pulled them to her knees while dropping into a crouch.
She grabbed the crotch of her stringy black knickers which had only made it half way, and pushed it down also.
I don't think for a minute this was a performance, but evidently she was pretty indifferent to having an audience. Either because she was a game outdoorsy type, used to popping a squat, or just because she was desperate.
Aside from a quick initial glimpse of her pale white bum cheek, my view was squarely side on.
With one hand steadying herself on the edge of the car door rim, she had settled into what looked like quite an awkward squat.Legs stretching her shorts at her knees, then one foot significantly further forward than the other. More like half a lunge than a squat, presumably because of the sloped ground.
Her bum was a fair distance from the ground, which allowed me to see the torrent of sun kissed sparkling pee, as it showered from beneath her ass and spattered onto the concrete to create a creeping puddle.
She must have had a painfully full bladder because she stayed in position, peeing a constant stream.
I was transfixed and drank in the sight, this beauty, so natural as she met her body's needs out in the open air.
Separated from hundreds of speeding cars by some thin bushes, pussy and ass exposed to the air and relieving herself onto the ground.All the more exhilarating because I got to share the intimate feminine moment, I only wished I could have been closer and more obvious to fill my senses.
Finally as the last drips subsided, she reached forward into the car and her hand returned clutching a large tissue.
She crumpled then wiped between her legs from the front, and then dried splashes from the inside of her right thigh, up to her ass.
Still clutching the tissue and remaining low she put first her black thong into position, then stood as she pulled her shorts up, wriggling her hips and ass back into them.
Avoiding the puddle she had created, she made her way to an overfilled bin while buttoning her shorts, and disposed of her pissy tissue.
I'm not proud of my cowardliness but I looked down, rather than meet her gaze again. I looked up just to see her as she got back into the car and drove away.
The magical moment was over and she left just her puddle, and me with mental image I would never forget.
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6 minutes ago, pop-a-squat said:
I like to imagine people being stuck in an elevator together for a long period of time.
Drunk at an indoor concert where there are realllly long lines for the bathroom.
On a boat
Out four wheeling or doing any outdoor activity like that
Camping
At an outdoor party with lots of drinking
Oh yes thanks. I never thought about the elevator, that's a great one!
Also the boat reminded me that I'd actually had that experience myself. Or was an old boat and when it was moored you weren't allowed to use the chemical toilet. My girlfriend at the time didn't dare stick her bum out over the side in case anyone saw, but that meant I got to see her trying to squat over a little tub and then throwing it overboard!
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I love thinking about realistic scenarios in which someone might find themselves having to pee in front of other people, specifically the opposite sex.
By which I mean not for a thrill, but where events have conspired to make them just go for it despite the setting.
I thought of the following and would love to hear if you had any others -
- Music festival where there's huge numbers of people and inadequate facilities
- Outdoors at a large public sporting or long distance running event
- Out hiking, trekking with other people
- Situations where people are stuck in a single location e.g. in a queue, or the mosh pit of a concert
- By the side of the road on a highway during a long journey
Love to hear any other suggestions that you might have thought of our even experienced?! - love to hear stories too!
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Hi mate, great to have you join us! Let us know what you're into.
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I agree with most of what I've read here.
Only thing is that I think it's increasingly common at least in some circumstances for women to be comfortable peeing outdoors. I do a lot of running and it's very common for the girls in the group to pop a quick squat, or go into the bushes with the guys.
Agree that must women won't be specific when needing to pee, but I love it when they are. I've worked with a girl for a long while now who will often say things like "I just need to go for a wee and then we can meet", or "will just be try minutes or else I might wet myself". Coupled with the fact I already found her attractive, it gets me every time.
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I'm inclined to agree with the lower numbers here. I've read a few articles that came out around the time of the Trump story, and they've always been in the region of 10% for men and <5% for women.
I'd say this News story is fairly representative.
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Look out for organised distance running events and fun runs and see where they start.
Typically they'll start in the big parks or common areas in London. There are generally a few portaloo, but they have queues. Absolutely everyone wants to have a wee before they start running and they're paranoid about missing the start of the race so they nip off into the bushes.
Even in Hyde Park in central London I've gone for a piss in the bushes only to find sporty girls and guys peeing together.
Obviously you'd look a bit sus if you're not running yourself.
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Hi.
I read that pee is a fetish that is most often triggered by something specific, even if it's not until years later that you realise where it came from.
Interested to know whether you can pinpoint a moment that set you off on this path.
Here is my story which I'm sure (alongside another which I have written about previously) led to my fascination.
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My parents used to have some friends who had kids the same ages as myself and my older sister. Every few months we'd go over to their house. Our parents would go out for dinner, and us teenagers would stop in to watch videos, eat sweets etc.
Later on, the older siblings went off to university, leaving just me and their daughter of the same age.
At the time, as teenagers we were into playing video games, so we spent hours doing that. Their daughter used to love them and really couldn't stop giggling as we were playing.
She'd complain every now and again that her giggling got so bad that she would wet herself a little, and occasionally she'd have to go off and change her pants where she had leaked.
I remember one time her asking me to look to see if she had wet herself, and bending over in front of me in her jeans so that I could tell her if she had.
Looking back, I think she was coming on to me (I think she was probably a bit more mature than me) but at the time I didn't really realise so took the request to look at face value. Nevertheless it was quite amazing to have a girl of my age stand in front of my and ask me to look at her bum.
I said that it was impossible to see through the thick material, so with a little daring she pulled the top of her jeans down over her ass.
I can still vividly remember that sight, first time, her pink comfortable cotton knickers, her legs pressed together so the bulge of her panty covered pussy poked out from under her ass. She had leaked pee slightly so that area was darker and moist, and a damp patch was making it's way along the groove, then slightly off to one side.
It was an amazing sight for a young lad, and both perfectly innocent that there was such a fetish.
Thinking about the missed opportunity still hurts me. Especially since that was one of the last time I saw her. Our parents were less friendly for whatever reason, and we at the ages where we stopped coming along anyway.
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16 hours ago, Schmitty20 said:
I have known several women that have admitted to me that while at the beach if they are wearing a one piece suit they just pee in it. Most will go in the ocean and others have said they just pee sitting on a towel on a beach chair.
Would be amazing to be chatting in the beach while they're just casually relieving themselves.
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19 hours ago, Eliminature said:
If I'm in the water, I just pee in there through my swimsuit.
If I'm out of the water, I like to stand and pull the crotch aside to send one of my signature arcs of pee against a wall or similar.
I'm certainly not going to wrestle with it trying to take it off when it's wet. Except when I get changed back into my regular clothes, obviously.
Ha ha, I like that you have a 'signature' arc of pee! Have you ever tried to do you actual signature?;
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9 minutes ago, Bacardi said:
Anywhere I was lol. Most of the time it was in the water, but if it was a short pee I just realized I had I would just pee wherever I was. Sitting in a chair, setting up lunch at the tables for the kids, or going on a walk in the sun. It really didn't matter.
One time I peed over a drain in the middle of the locker room because I could 😁 I was so proud of myself that day.
Wow, now that's something I'd love to see in a locker room!
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21 minutes ago, Bacardi said:
I dont swim in one pieces any more, but when I did I either peed through them or I pulled the crotch to the side. I think as time went on I just peed through it so I could avoid washing my hands when I was done, and now I don't even go to the bathroom at all. I'll just pee on myself wherever I am at the pool. It's no big deal.
Thanks for adding to this! When you say you pee in yourself wherever you are at the pool, what do you mean? Do you mean in the water or you get out to do it?
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21 minutes ago, oliver2 said:
Yeah, that was a surprise to me too when I first heard of it
One woman said she just went to the shower area to do it through her suit and then got back in the water. I thought that was a really practical suggestion. Plus I love the idea that someone next to me in the communal shower area might be peeing while showering.
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56 minutes ago, oliver2 said:
A fairly even mix of “take it off”, “pull it to one side” and “pee in the pool/shower” is about what I’d expect. I’d expect “pee through it when not in the water” to show up occasionally on general principle, though I don’t think I saw anyone say that
Through it out if the water was mentioned once or twice I think, difficult to find when the comments start rolling up. You must be more of an expert than me because I never expected that one.
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A little while ago I posted this question on Reddit. Thought I'd share because I really enjoyed reading through the comments and discussion. It really caught on and I love how many women wanted to describe the different ways they approach peeing in this situation.
When I posted I genuinely didn't know the answer. I love this kind of thing so love to hear if you have any thoughts on this, or if you've seen similar posts.
Question for women - Peeing in a one piece
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This is probably going back about 10 years now. In the good old days before I had so many responsibilities I was a bit of an activist and I attended some anti- austerity protests in London.I went with a group of friends that I'd met at university. For a number of reasons the protest got a bit confrontational and the police started kettling the protestors. Kettling is where they confine protestors into groups by surrounding them and not letting them move so that they can be processed easier.
I got separated from our group alongside one of the girls who's name I can't actually remember, but we'll call her Trudi because it was something like that.
Trudi didn't do much to dispell the stereotype of an activist with her dreadlocks. She was quite attractive, and had a decent body, but I think it's fair to say she spent a little too much time smoking weed and not quite enough in the bath.
We got on well though, and at the time I would have said she was a good friend.It was rough in that situation. A lot of other protesters were much more hardcore than us. It was scary and fighting was breaking out with police at the edges of the group. We found ourselves closer to the middle but it was a crush and you were buffeted like in a mosh pit.
After about an hour she pulls my arm and says she's desperate for a wee. She'd been holding on for add long as she could but couldn't manage it longer and needed my help to stop her getting knocked over and crushed.
I'm a fairly big guy so I kind of stooped with a wide stance, like a goalkeeper, and held my arms out in a circle to create an area for her to go.
She waited for a quieter moment and then facing me she pulled her tan cargo pants and knickers down and squatted, one knee slightly higher than the other. One hand holding the back of her pants up at her knees so they didn't get wet, and the other holding on to my arm for support.
She pissed hard, obviously forcing it out to do it quickly and it hit the concrete spraying yellow and foaming. She had a beautiful black bush and her position meant I just saw her lips which were quite long underneath. After only a couple of moments her piss puddle surrounded my trainer and she was finished but for a couple of drips.
In her hand she's grasping a tampon and in a swift motion she tugged the string between her legs and inserted the other. Then quickly she put the dangling used tampon in one of those little plastic packets of tissues wrapped in toilet roll and in the front pocket of her nap sack
She used my arms to pull herself up and then pulled her knickers and trousers back into place, reaching in to adjust herself before buttoning them.
She thanked me, but looking back I feel like I should have been thanking her.
We all got in huge trouble with some of the group getting arrested and some cautioned so we didn't really see much of eachother after that. Fine memory though- 8
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I know it was wrong. But does anyone else miss the compilations you used to find of women peeing at festivals etc.
While you can still find similar things it's so obviously staged.
I loved to see the look around, pulling trousers and knickers down in a single motion as they squat, immediate stream because they were desperate, normally steadying against a wall or friend and then standing and adjusting underwear as they pulled it, followed by wiggling back into jeans or whatever.
I don't really get to go to festivals any more so I just miss this kind of real public peeing.
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41 minutes ago, gldenwetgoose said:
Some may disagree - but I'm a firm believer in situations like this that friendship and trust shouldn't be betrayed.
Be like Danny, be a cool friend and not a drooling jerk. You'll probably get your glance whilst handing over a tissue, and you can always save the fantasising on what you didn't see for later.
Thanks, to be honest I wasn't too sure how I looked in this story. But it was a long time ago, she clearly wasn't to bothered and I was respectful. It's only more recently that I've properly understood my pee fetish but it was an undoubtedly sexy sight.
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52 minutes ago, vpw said:
Great sighting and this proves that the girl had full confidence in you and therefore didn't care about making any effort to hide herself. In these situations you get some of the best up close views with some discretion observed.
Yep, she definitely wasn't really bothered about that. More the embarrassment of falling over into a muddy puddle
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2 hours ago, Alfresco said:
Fantastic shared experience there. You must have been a real gentleman to restrain yourself from looking though.
Thanks, I did my best. I think it was before I properly realised my pee fetish too.
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Does anyone know of any good communities in Reddit that are more text based rather than just picture and video sharing?
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In the early 2000s I moved to London with my first real job and was living with friends. It was a great time, we did loads of partying, and in particular we made an effort to attend concerts and festivals whenever we could. I have a few stories from that time which I wanted to share here. This is probably the best.
We went to a festival down in the South West of England. It had been organised by a friend of a friend so it was really tiny. No recognised bands or sophisticated set up, but it was charming, they'd put the effort in and there was loads of cheap west country cider to drink. I was with a mixed group of friends.
We'd spent the day drinking and checking the place out. Around dusk we were heading between the field with the hot tubs, bean bags and cocktail shack and back towards the main tent for the dancing to start.
My friend Emily and I needed to pee so we peeled off from the group. I've known her for years and she was grateful not to have to go alone. It was starting to get darker, and since most people had abandoned the toilets, we needed to pick our way across some muddy tractor tracks surrounding the field and into some trees. Not an easy job after all we had drank.
Emily, like me, was in her early 20's at the time. She had a great sense of humour and we always really made fun of each other. She had dark hair cut in a bob and an 'indie chick' look, like Louise Wener from her 'Sleeper' days. She looked good in jeans and tight long sleeved top.
We found a small area between trees, I went to the one side and her the other. Desperate by this time, I immediately unzipped and let it go. She was skulking around behind me, trying to figure out which spot to go in.
I looked up to see her watching me and shaking her head. "Bastard, you guys have it so fucking easy, where am I supposed to go?" She said.
The whole area was on a bit of a slope, and the ground was slippy with mud. Also there wasn't a great deal of tree cover, but she eventually selected a spot to pee and I turned my back.
Apparently the small branch that she was using to help balance had snapped. All I heard at the time was a yelp and a snort of laughter.
I turned round to see her sat with her bare arse in the mud, her unbuttoned jeans and knickers down to just above her knees. She had her face in her hands and was laughing uncontrollably.
I stood there not really knowing what to do. "Don't just stand there" she said "help me out, and then never tell another soul for as long as you live"
I offered her my hand and helped her off the ground. Half looking, half looking away I couldn't help but see her neatly shaved line if pubic hair heading down between her thighs and had a momentarily glimpse of some generous lips beneath.
"I hadn't finsihed" she said. I turned my head away but held on to her hand to support her as she crouched.
She paused, waiting for it to come. I heard an initial trickle and splatter as she started to pee, then the hiss of a strong jet hitting the ground as she let it flow for a few seconds.
"I'm so sorry" she said, as I saw a shallow foaming puddle of pee creep across the ground and around my left trainer. I shifted it and picked her small bag up off the ground before that got a soaking as well.
"Would you mind having a look in there for some tissues?" she said. I managed to pick out a few and handed them over. She took one, wiped quickly between her legs and cast it to the side. Then she grabbed the rest and attempted to wipe the mud from the side of her arse.
Now stood up, she pulled her thong back into place. She pulled her face "eww" she said squirming as though felt wet when it met her body. I think she must have sprayed her pants when she fell.
"This is hopeless" she said, twisting to show me her ass cheek which was caked in mud. I pulled the sleeve of my shirt over my hand and brused her arse to try and clear some more. Smirking about cleaning her arse.
We did our best, then gave up. She just pulled her jeans up over her bum and fastened them.
"What a nightmare" she said, "thanks! now I need a drink". We headed back to the camp.
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A few years ago I hooked up with a girl I met out in a bar in London. I liked her a lot, genuinely nice, no pretence or messing around. Pretty, glasses, cute body (exceptionally pointy nipples!), red/brown hair and looked after herself. She was witty and super smart. Generally great fun to talk to and be around.
We'd been seeing eachother for a little while when she invited me to her new place. It was a house share with two other girls. They had their boyfriends over for some drinking as a low-key house-warming. We had a few drinks and I stayed the night.
In the morning I turned over and spooned her. We were both naked and I was hoping that my semi against her bum might work as a not so subtle invitation. I also put my arm across her, which she quickly moved up to her chest "not on my tummy" she groaned "I really need a wee but don't want to get out of bed".
We lay there for a little while longer until we heard the bathroom become free. She jumped out of bed and grabbed her pj bottoms, only to hear her housemate talk to her other housemate and her boyfriend who had apparently been waiting to go in. The bathroom door shut and locked again.
"Shit!" she said, now slowly slipping on a top and grabbing her washbag, only.to slump back onto the bed. "I'm literally going to burst", she said "I think they're both in there. They better not start shagging in there or I'm going to wet myself for sure"
After some time she stood up and started to walk around the room, genuinely getting agitated. Throwing her hands in there air, though in truth they really hadn't been so long.
Intermittently she would sit back down on the bed and cross her legs, fake sobbing and squirming..Or wedge her hand between her legs and cross them around her hand.
"Does that help?" I asked, unhelpfully "seems like it would be a bit like squeezing the end of my dick. Too late once it's got to that point".
"It helps me clench my muscles" she said "it's easier when you have something to push against. But anyway, stop talking about it".
"Why don't you just go and knock on the door?" I said. She didn't reply but also didn't move.
"I don't even know if I can move now" she said as she slammed her fists against the bed.
She leaned forward, crunching up tight and groaning, her legs practically plaited together by this point.
"Shit! I just leaked a bit" she said looking horrified.
I started laughing "let me check!".
She scowled at me "No! You don't need to, I just felt it touch my hand through my PJs!"
She leaned over to one side. I could see her fingers clamped between her legs over her pussy, and a slightly darker damp patch of fabric over her arse around them.
"You need to help me, I'm going to have to go in something. Please, go and find me something".
I quickly got dressed and headed downstairs into to kitchen and then the living room, before finally finding an plastic ice cream tub in the utility room.
"Don't watch" she said as I handed it to her. She quickly put a knee either side of the tub and let go. I heard a powerful hiss and the tub being quickly filled with her pee. As she emptied her bladder she slumped over, deflating like a doll with a puncture.
"Oh my god"she said " Well that's embarrassing! I expect you're going to wait until I'm in the bathroom and then creep out and never come back. And just to say, I totally understand that!" She joked.
I could see she was genuinely quite embarrassed so I decided not to tease her more. She stood up and pulled her pj bottoms from her legs. She'd clearly leaked some more while I was downstairs. They were damp and she squirmed and winced as the cold wetness touched her skin. She took another pair of PJ's from her drawer and put them on. I gave her a hug, looking at the brimming tub of straw coloured morning pee over her shoulder.
She put her wet PJ's over the tub and we slipped back into bed to wait for the bathroom to become free.