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Mr E and I have just arrived home from a few days city break. I had several outdoor pees whilst we were out and about - as did Mr E. The first evening, Mr E and I had arrived in the first city we were visiting and parked our vehicle in a multi storey car park. Next, as Mr E waited for Google Maps to co-operate on his phone, I took the opportunity to tuck myself between a green electrical junction box (thousands of these in the UK) and the wall and release a long spray of clear fluid through my modified leggings down the sloping street. It pooled behind the junction box and snaked down th

Love reading about these sightings, Alfresco. I hope you added your own fluid to the town, too. Especially in the fountain. Mr E and I are headed up for a weekend break up in a city noted for its partying/boozing and outdoor peeing. I really hope a urophile catches me in the act...

A Canadian environmental message. More funny than anything but the possibilities of open urination could provide many a masturbatory fantasy...

Sounds good! I hope so too. It would be nice to meet some veteran peefans on this site. 😊

What is your favourite sandwich filling? Mine is Marmite! That's a point. Marmite: Do you love it or hate it?

Thank you everyone. Both for the advice and the encouragement. It seems that I need to build up more speed, then clutch down, into second and back on the accelerator all in one quick movement. Changing gear on a level road, I have no problem with at all.

Yep! That's the one! It was on the Hotel Inspector. I usually tend to be be either the token female and the youngest female there (I'm early 30s), though not always. I personally think that most people should give naturism a try at least once. It really does help with social anxiety and body image. Everyone is democratically naked - there is no shyness or hierarchy. We can chat about any old subject. I've had conversations at the spa ranging from snooker and football to the environment, my own faith/ethnicity and the merits of moving to Europe post Brexit (I'll leave that right there - no

Either against a wall or up a tree/bush or directly onto the grass. I enjoy seeing it handsfree. And with trousers and boxers lowered is insanely daring and sexy! A man who isn't afraid to try squatting like a girl is a turn on, too.

I've never been on a naturist hike, but I have been to a naturist spa occasionally - mixed company. There are lavatories, but I prefer doing it in the garden. I would stand out of sight, behind the hedges, and let out a shimmering jet from between my thighs onto the grass below. I used to do it handsfree. This hike, naked men lined up giving the trees a good watering sounds amazing. I'm guessing that no thirty-something females are allowed, though. Not if it's a naturist walk for fifty-something males.

Yes. And could save your own or someone else's life.

People who glare at you when you are going too slowly for their liking. I cannot drive at 50MPH when the speed limit is 30! And yes, those are L plates; there's no need to give me a dirty look. Did you manage to get behind the wheel and drive perfectly the first ever time you attempted it? Not strictly complaining, but does anyone know how to change gear properly when driving uphill? Every time I take my foot off the accelerator and press the clutch, I start rolling backwards and have to brake - which of course takes me back to first gear. The only other option is to drive uphill i

I want to visit Deutschland again (if Frau Merkel will let me in!) and find a nice German urophile to piss in front of. This reminds me, I must post about an experience that I had in Köln...

Obscure (it was an unidentified song for a while), but hauntingly beautiful and timeless lyrics.

Yes. I've been a little bit down lately because of that. I'm a huge fan of the Stones. 😔

I have a skull under a bell jar ornament like the one in the background!

I can imagine her popping a squat for a much needed wee.

I love a good spot squeeze too, though it isn't sexual. I just love getting the gunk out of my pores. It relieves stress somehow.

Around seven or eight, walking around the shopping precinct with my gran, I announced to her that I needed a wee. She said "Do you want me to do what I used to do?" meaning holding me out by the backs of my legs - usually over a grate. Of course I did! She found a discreet corner for me in the semi open market area, which was closed that day, and pulled my leggings and knickers down for me. Unfortunately, by 7/8, I was too heavy for her to pick up so she tried to get me to squat down but I really didn't want to. Instead, for the first time, I proudly showed my gran how I could do it stan

My grandmother was not too dissimilar to your parents, Maggie. I've told you the story. She was helping me float in the water at the shallow end with my armbands - I was about four or so. I said "I need a wee-wee!" Well, her reply was "Just do it in the water. I always do. There, nobody can see. Is it coming? Yes? That's a good girl!" I must tell you some more about my grandmother, sometime Whilst it wasn't her who taught me how to pee standing up, she encouraged me to do it outside a lot. Also indoors in full view of her and her sister. When she realised that I preferred to stand instea

Loads more practise is required; which I'm sure is no bad thing. To K: Running down the thigh happens occasionally. It usually happens to me first thing in the morning when I'm still a bit woozy from sleep. It's an occupational hazard - don't worry about it. Spread the labia forward and tilt the hips forward. Then your urethra is at right angles to your body. Don't worry about aim just yet. That can be worked on at a later stage. Practising in the garden in a skirt or dress might help too. Above all: practice, practice, practice. Looking forward to hearing about your progress

I can attest it's certainly possible...

Water the earth. It helps the vegetation grow. Peeing outside is good for the environment.

I know the feeling. Love the way you describe this...

Like this, you mean?? 😂 I stand rather than sitting and I seem to pee with more force than my husband. Remeber, the vaginal and pelvic muscles that enclose the urethra in females are also the same ones that expand and contract to force the baby out during labour. Since we have such powerful muscles directing our stream, it stands to reason that females pee with more force than males. I'm quite proud of that image, by the way. My forcefulness surprises even me, sometimes.

This is lovely to read. Mr E and I have given each other golden showers, but not simultaneously. We may have to steal your idea! Thank you very much for sharing. I hope Mrs Kupar is in a better place soon and feels well again. ❤