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Has sneakypee finally ended up on this list too? 😮

This afternoon I revisited this spot... It's been a lovely sunny Sunday, wearing my flirty floral sundress and my roman sandals, with the plan of another brunch with friends. However, this time I'd gone commando, anticipating the opportunity for a public wee. I had a glass of berocca before I left as well to add to the fun. Three mimosas deep and zero wee breaks, I say goodbye to my friends. The familiar alleyway from that winter day was close by. A smirk played on my lips as I remembered that frosty morning. I already felt the desperate need to relieve myself, the pressure building

As I've said before I wee outside quite often, normally 2-3 times a week. Recently, I have been caught twice though! Here's the first of those experiences... The charm of the stalls, the bustling crowd, and my sun-kissed auburn hair dancing in the soft summer breeze made me feel alive. Wearing my favourite navy-blue sundress, cinched at the waist, sipping my chai latte, a creeping urgency began to make itself known. The glass of wine with brunch earlier and what I was now following it up with was putting quite a bit of strain on my bladder. 20 minutes after that chai, I needed to relieve

Wow, when I first saw this I thought I had been seen for a moment there by someone on this forum! I then double checked and realised the days don't match up and I wasn't wearing a full suit, and finally I went back into my car rather than going in. Here is my story though! One I wasn't going to write up but since wanted to share. Tuesday started off with the usual frenetic pace of a day with a client, with me driving out of town early in the morning to meet a client further afield. As it was quite a distance, I had to leave ahead of what my satnav suggested to account for any potenti

Hey there, It's Emma again. https://peefans.com/topic/2779-wet-carpet-magazine/?do=findComment&comment=350010 Remember when I said this? This is that story. A crucial part of being an account executive is the ability to navigate unforeseen circumstances. In my case, this skill extends beyond professional situations. Here's that very memorable story that unfolded during a long drive one morning to a client meeting. Navigating the meandering roads, I felt my bladder's plea for release grow more urgent. Having had a coffee as I left and sipped on water whilst driv

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Part 1 here! My name is Ciara, a 28-year-old Irish freelance graphic designer with a spirit of adventure and a love for life's unexpected moments. My long, wavy blonde hair and bright blue eyes often draw people's attention, while my slender figure is a result of my active lifestyle. I have a medical condition that sometimes causes me not to feel the urge to urinate until it becomes quite urgent. Over time, I've not only become adept at finding discreet places to relieve myself outdoors, but I've also come to embrace and enjoy the thrill of it. I woke up early on the day of th

My name is Ciara, a 28-year-old Irish freelance graphic designer with a spirit of adventure and a love for life's unexpected moments. My long, wavy blonde hair and bright blue eyes often draw people's attention, while my slender figure is a result of my active lifestyle. I have a medical condition that sometimes causes me not to feel the urge to urinate until it becomes quite urgent. Over time, I've not only become adept at finding discreet places to relieve myself outdoors, but I've also come to embrace and enjoy the thrill of it. One sunny day on vacation, I found myself exploring a bus

Hi Wet Carpet, I am Marci, a 25 year old blonde-haired woman. Yesterday I was playing a game of tennis with my best friend at the local courts. I was dressed in a white tank top and a pair of black booty shorts, with white sneakers and my hair is tied back in a ponytail. The game is going well and we are both having an enjoyable time, despite the heat. We had been playing for a bit over an hour when I felt an uncomfortable urge to urinate. I know that if I don’t do something soon then I will make a mess on the court! My friend saw me looking around and asked what was wrong. "Hey Nikk

Has anyone ever provided a urine sample but done so in a way that is fun? This is my second story around this type of thing. I had been to the doctor for routine tests, no infections or anything like that and they asked me to provide a urine sample. I left the doctors surgery noting the location of the sample drop-off point and started to walk around the back of the building, looking for a discreet spot to urinate. This surgery had a side street that led onto the small car park where I was parked and was surrounded by bushes. I looked around and noticed the car park was empty apart

Just this morning on the drive to work for a meeting I drove past a nearby retail park with lots of different stores whilst I was pretty desperate for a wee having done a morning workout after just waking up. I was wearing a navy blue blazer and skirt combination with a white blouse and black tights and black flat shoes. I was now looking for somewhere I could have my second wee of the day. My first being my morning one which was boringly in the toilet. One of the larger stores was an old DIY store that had been closed permanently for a few months now and was an isolated building by itse

When it snowed in December, I decided I simply had to piss on it. In the morning, I woke up and deliberately didn't go and pee. I was already pretty desperate so I got washed and dressed quickly within about 15 minutes putting on a thick grey jumper and light blue jeans, with a light pink trainers and coat. Off I get into the car. I drove towards the office in a neighbouring town, where I had a spot in my head at a closed down DIY store. On the way in there's an area I drive through in my own town, with a bunch of apartments and a station on one side and houses and bungalows on the other

Hello Wet Carpet, My name is Emma, I’m 29, and work as a sales rep. In case you wanted to know, I’m a half English, half Spanish brunette with shoulder length hair, wear a 34C, have an average to slim build, and wear glasses. I wanted to write about my relationship with weeing. In particular, weeing places that aren’t down the toilet. Within my first week properly on the job at my current company, my mentor Maria and I were weeing in a stairwell! Despite being incredibly nervous, it was actually… fun and I found myself enjoying it. I still remember that whole minute where all th

Here's a post I shared in chat back in summer when I went to a pretty wild street festival. There were different venues, music performers in the streets, almost like a carnival vibe. I was at this festival, it was getting quite late but still bright and sunny and just out in the middle of the street, where everyone was listening to a DJ, and dancing etc, two women, one short and curvy white woman with shoulder length brown hair, followed by a taller, slim brown woman with long mahogany hair running down her back rushed in front of two large trash bins and just started to squat down, about

I think its the same for me really. When I'm weeing outside I have several places I know I can go which are 'safe to go' but generally speaking there's something to enjoy about them too, so there's usually not a lack of desire to go there. Theres a road I often have to drive down for work, where I know there is a place to pull up, enter a field, and pee under the same tree. I get to see the hills and be fully concealed whilst I wee. I've completely lost count of how many times I've been there but I'm still completely undisturbed. I town there's also a parking area surrounded by the back e