ukpeegirl86

I enjoyed watching this. Thanks for posting.

I'm not really a fan of wetting but I thought I'd share a story from last night. I'd returned home from a supermarket shop during which my need to pee had been growing. I wanted to get my shopping home as I had frozen items so I didn't stop to use the toilet in the store. I loaded the bags into the boot and debated squatting beside the car to relieve myself but the car park was still quite busy and I don't live far from the supermarket anyhow. I drove home and rather than go inside straight away to use the toilet I decided to take the shopping inside rather than risk it defrosting - it'd

I love how someone walks past on the street below and you just keep going. The passer by seems totally oblivious too.

You're close to me. I'd happily watch you and pee for/alongside you.

I regularly pee in the bath. I like to totally relax in the warm water and if the need to pee arises I'll do it as I lay there rather than get out and get cold, then I'll shower off afterwards. I like the feeling of complete relaxation.

I've just taken the rubbish down to the bins outside the block of flats I live in and took advantage of the fact nobody was around to have a wee behind the bins. I pulled my leggings down and squatted to wee onto the concrete. I didn't have any tissue so I pulled my leggings and knickers back up, stepped over the puddle I'd made and went back inside.

I enjoyed the split stream 👌

My funniest memory would be when my ex's sister used to take me horse riding with her. She had several horses kept in a barn she rented in a nearby village. One of the first few times I went with her I found myself increasingly uncomfortable mid way through the day, needing to urinate but there were no facilities. I mentioned to her that I needed to wee. She pointed to the other side of the barn to where some rectangular straw bales were stacked and said "go and sit over there, I'll be back in a few minutes". I assumed she was going to get the car and drive to a McDonald's a few miles away so

I actually considered becoming an escort to offer purely pee services as I enjoy it and I would be getting paid for pretty much pissing on command. I decided against it though as it's really a niche thing and although this page proves there'd be interest I doubt there'd be enough on a local level to sustain it.

I'd love to squat and pee with my legs wide open while a guy pees into my stream. I've always wanted to do this but as of yet I haven't been lucky enough to make it a reality.

Really great pics, keep them coming!

I pee outside quite often, sometimes more for pleasure than for desperation, but previously only ever where I absolutely knew I wouldn't be seen or disturbed. Since Covid I've peed behind toilet buildings in parks and other places where I've even encountered other women (who were remarkably accepting) or seen evidence women have been there to pee. Before Covid it likely wouldn't have been an accepting response if another lady came across you mid-stream, weeing on the ground. Now I've been acknowledged and the other lady will carry on to do her business.

I'd love to visit and pee freely on the floor like you do!

I've been trying to teach myself to piss standing and I've reached a wall, so to speak. Sadly my stream is running down one leg and not jet washing the wall as I'd like it to. Earlier on I pissed on my hallway carpet with no clothing on my bottom half. I leaned my back on the wall and dropped only slightly to a high squat with my legs wide open. This was successful with my stream going a good 4 feet in front of me, watering the wall and the carpet. I used my fingers to guide my stream. I tried later on the kitchen floor with my knickers and leggings down to my knees, in a standing

I watched to the end as I was certain the glass was going to overflow. I'm actually amazed it didn't.

I prefer to be dressed. In my own garden in a house I used to live in. In between two parked cars in Brick Lane in London. A vase. Yes. The rush of peeing somewhere I shouldn't.

I recently spent two nights in a hotel and the whole time I was there I didn't pee in the toilet once. The carpet was dark navy so I moved a chest of drawers away from the wall and peed every time on the carpet beneath them. I soon discovered I had to pee facing the wall as my stream overshot where the chest of drawers usually sat meaning any staining would be visible. So every time I needed to pee I'd go behind the drawers facing the wall and let loose, watching my stream hit the skirting board and pool into a wide, dark puddle before soaking into the carpet. When I left I pushed the drawers

On carpet please or otherwise outside, up a wall or the side of a vehicle.

I woke up earlier and unable to get back to sleep I went for a walk. I already needed to pee when I left so I knew I'd need to address that while I was out. I live in a mostly residential area - typical UK leafy suburbs. I'd walked about a mile by the time it became clear I'd need to start looking for a spot. I wanted to find a new spot so I continued past several previous spots including a local park, a bench and a phone box I've used before. Walking past known spots turned out to be a mistake because as I kept waking there was nowhere hidden to go. I considered turning back but I'd taken a c

I have quite a strong stream. I like to squat low and my stream reaches a good distance in front of me forming a puddle in front rather than beneath me.

It was one of the strangest experiences I've ever had. When she came round the corner she was quite stern when she asked if I was weeing and I was expecting a real telling off! I was extremely embarrassed at first but I think she was probably working on the assumption of safety in numbers.

Well this evening I had a very unusual experience. I go for a walk most evenings and on the way back I felt a growing need to pee which reached the point I couldn't ignore it and I knew I wouldn't make it home. There's a row of garages I often pop behind on my usual route so I took a detour. I was just getting in position to squat in the corner with my back to the wall when a well dressed lady a little older than me rounded the corner. "Are you having a wee there?!" She asked. I've never been caught in the act (well almost) before so I apologised hastily and went to pull my knickers and leggin

There's many questions when it comes to this fetish. I can never work out why I enjoy peeing on the floor and I want go be watched. It really doesn't make sense to the rational mind. I've stopped trying to make sense of it and I just enjoy it now.

I do sometimes visit a friend in Fleetwood and alcohol is usually involved with inevitable results.

Can't help but wonder if one of my 'night out' puddles will end up on here one day!