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Thank you so much, Maggie. Mr E and I will be going back to the pool this week, so I will keep up the good work and report back.

Yes. I just stood over the drain in the floor and let go.

I'd love to sit and tinkle in your potty. Both of us sit on different ones and try it together? Watching each other.

Like this, @ShyPeeMan

I'm not a guy, I'm a girl who stands to pee and yes, I do pee in the sink every day. Though I must admit, I hadn't thought to try it until @Alfresco suggested it to me. I'm an environmentalist as well as a urophile and I love the fact that it saves water. I have only peed in the kitchen sink once and it wasn't so convenient because I needed a step stool to reach. I did enjoy the sound it made, though. Our sink is stainless steel so it sounded like one if those metallic trough urinals. In my univeristy, the sink was a bit too high to reach, but I used the en suite shower as a wall s

Mr Eliminature and I have finally been swimming for the first time in two years. I descended the ladder into the deep end (I prefer to enter at the deep end so I don't accidentally collide with any children whilst swimming) and started treading water. Once I was kicking and gliding, I immediately released a long wee into the pool and imagined Maggie saying "Good girl!" I did a few more wees in the pool as I swam up and down and I enjoyed the warmth of it in my swimsuit and down my thighs. Each time, I imagined Maggie telling me what a good girl I was and I felt my body tingle!

I don't know, actually. I can only speak for myself. It's not something that I give much thought to. I certainly never actively sought out a circumcised partner. Mr E is circumcised, but this is rare for British men (outside of Jewish and Muslim communities, of course). I guess the opposite it feels a bit "exotic" when you're used to the other so you can be a bit fascinated by and admiring of it. I wouldn't say there was a preference either way, though.

I've definitely relieved myself against the wall in an alcove such as that one. Standing, of course.

Mr E is out at the moment (I miss him) so I am frigging myself whilst I read this thread.

I don't have a penis, obviously. However, standing seems to eliminate the need to wipe, in both males and females. My stream comes out of the urethra cleanly, especially with my labia pulled back, out of the way. I only ever need to wipe if I sit (occasionally I have to do this for the other function).

Trees are natural urinals. They like being watered.

It was against the porcelain. I'm not usually shy about letting a loud deluge splash into the water - much to Mr E's amusement. It just so happened that my piss hit the porcelain this time.

Interesting experience last night. In a restaurant, catching up with an old pal. We all used the loo at the end of the evening - because the old friend was there, that meant I had to use the ladies'. I managed to choose a cubicle with no lock on the door. Now, instead of being an inconvenience, I managed to stand on one foot and raise my other behind me to hold the door closed. All whilst directing my stream into the toilet bowl. I almost felt like a male dog, raising his leg to pee. For what it's worth, I have no qualms about consenting adults seeing me pee, but I don't feel I sho

She was popping a high squat, facing away from the trough. But please remember, she would have been about six years old at the time. A minor.

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