Eliminature

Is that photograph of a row of phone boxes in Birmingham City Centre? If so, I know where that is. I did want to pee there, but it was broad daylight and too many people knocking about. Maybe undercover of the night.

Not a Christian, but I am a synagogue attending Jew (not Orthodox). Do I feel guilty from a religious point of view? Nope. As long as you don't commit adultery, rape, or deliberately sexually abuse someone, not much is off limits in Judaism with regards to sex. It was actually a Jewish man, Ernst Graffenberg, who first described what is now known as the G spot and came up woth an early type of coil so that married couples could have sex without risking pregnancy. Needless to say, being a German Jew in the 30s, most of his work was suppressed. Do I feel guilty from a moral point of view?

I probably did, but I can't remember what it was. I just remember grinning and giggling because we each knew, and knew that the other knew, that we weren't allowed in there.

As a youngster, I would sometimes go and use the boy's toilet if I was allowed out of class to relieve myself. I would stand at the metallic trough and pee in it. It felt good, knowing that I should really be using the girl's loo instead. No one ever caught me, and I still enjoy doing it to this day! I eventually found out that I wasn't the only one who did that. I once walked in on another girl with her woollen tights and knickers pulled down around her ankles, skirt up, hovering over the trough with a mischievous grin on her face.

Thank you for the reassurances everyone. It was worth it if it turned any of you on. Sorry about that experience, Maclir. I really hope that your condition is not life threatening. ❤

Thanks Kupar. To be honest, I think being on this website helped me reach the conclusion that a drop in your panties isn't the end of the world.

I for one would love to see Mick Jagger piss. I heard that he pissed into Duchamp's Fountain - though that may be just a rumour. I'd happily spread my thighs so he could aim a jet at my clitoris! Another one I'd love to see would be Martin L Gore of Depeche Mode. Lastly, Idris Elba. There seems to be comparatively few images of men or women of African/West Indian descent urinating.

This is an amusing article! Also tells us that Slash isn't adverse to living up to his name in those leather pants. https://hipquotient.com/2015/10/07/marking-your-turf-the-rock-star-tradition-of-peeing-in-public/

You can see my pubic hair in this image. I don't really have that much, anyway.

Female Regular triangular shape, just removed slightly at the sides. Trimmed very short. I don't like it long because it chafes me, but I don't want to be completely bald.

I admit, I felt slightly upset about this, but I knew my fellow urophiles would like it. Now that live music is back, Mr E and I have been making up for lost time (where my health allows). We were at a gig over the weekend. On my second bottle of beer, we were watching the band, dancing and everything when suddenly felt that I had the urge to pee - but not too bad. I'll wait for now and go when a song I don't care for as much gets played. Well, not thirty seconds after, a huge surge of desperation came over me and I was forced to squeeze my pelvic floor: a tiny drop, no bigger than

I like the way the stream branches into two towards the end. I've never been able to achieve that effect. I wonder what causes it? Lovely piss. Keep watering the grass and bushes.

I'd do that with you, outdoors. We could cross streams. ☺

Mr Eliminature again. Try as he might, he doesn't have my long range! I have his permission to upload these, as always.

No, he isn't. He was circumcised as a baby for medical reasons.

I have to admit, at a festival like this, I'd probably go and use the gents' urinals. Most of the time, the worst you get is a sideways glance and Mr E is very used to me tagging along with him. Failing that, pee outside somewhere.

In my opinion, I'd be less concerned about people peeing on the train if there is no lavatory and more worried that people might soil the train. Seeing others peeing and adding to it myself might be arousing and relieving, but the thought of coming across other people's solid matter really puts me off!! Sorry about that. I know scat is not allowed on this site, I'm not into it either. Though I have nothing against people who are. If people can stick solely to expelling liquid on a train with no loo, that would be great.

Water that parched grass... Yeah! Nice circumcised cock. If you check out my thread in the Men Peeing section, it contains a photo of Mr Eliminature pissing onto some grass (uploaded with his permission). You'll notice that he is cut, too - rare in British men. Such a pretty sight, a shimmering stream pouring forth from a handsome cock. Give those Autumnal Fields a good watering! Unfortunately, my own stream, whilst I can shoot quite far, has never made it as far as Canada yet!

I'm not really a red wine person - I'm very prone to headaches. Decent Spanish beer on the other hand! 🍺 I'll try just about any beer as long as it isn't weak and mass produced.

I'd love to drink some Kölsch and use you as my urinal whilst you lay in the bath.

My fantasy right now is to be caught peeing outside by a urophile. Maybe in a European mainland city - but an English city would do. After drinking plenty of English ale/German beer/Dutch beer/Czech lager, I find a discreet allleyway, car park, park or wherever, lift my skirt and aim a stream against the wall. Just as I get started, who should walk by but one of the longstanding members of this website (either male or female). When they see me, they come over to join me and we talk about our respective needs to pee: maybe they comment on my unusual posture. Our fluid flows together into

Just my feet in fishnets and black nylons for anyone who wants them...

How do you mean? Don't put my face online?

Where did your mum take you for a wee? In my case, when we were out and about my gran would usually take me down an alleyway and hold me over a grate. Sometimes, depending on the location, she would hold me behind a tree or bush and encourage me to water it. As I became older and heavier, she would find more discreet areas for me to wee and she would pull my underwear down for me, push my hips forward with one hand in the small of my back whilst holding my underwear/tights out of the way with her other. Just like you'd do for a boy, really. Sometimes she held my skirt out of the way inst

I remember how you spoke about this on the television appearance! And yes, who doesn't love peeing outside as a kid. I think it's where most people's urophilia springs from.