NaughtyGold

This sounds incredibly hot. I totally love pissing in stores, but I am so terrified at the same time that I could get caught.

I did a full load in an abandoned aisle at a hardware store a few months ago and also managed to empty myself between some shelves at an Ikea showroom recently. In both cases I covered my dick with a rain jacket, but was super happy that I dared to do it.

Usually I also prefer the privacy of a fitting room. I like spraying on random clothes and just leaving them or putting them back on the rack. Just did it again a few days ago 🤣

You are definitely not alone @lana2020. Lol. That’s exactly what turns me on as well. I love sneakily peeing on furniture, preferably in hotels. Then flipping the mattress and make the bed look unused. I don’t want to create extra work for the housekeepers (or getting a large bill for cleaning) nor should the next guest face any direct impact. But the fact that my piss is secretly soaking in the cushion and won’t be cleaned anytime soon, feels special. Feel free to check some evidences 😊

https://peefans.com/topic/25169-my-hotel-bathroom/#comments

Drenching clothes in fitting rooms before hanging them back on the rag is also a good option.

I just sprayed on the backseat of my rental car. Very relaxing.

Nice ideas, hehe. Well I could share a few events I do remember. One indeed was in a water ride at an amusement park during a hot summer day. The problem was that most of the ride was not covered and we were a little afraid that our fun would draw unwanted attention… Nor did we want to completely soak our pants / dress. That made it a little tricky as we could only piss while being for a few seconds in a tunnel and again for a moment while being in the elevated part shortly before the downhill thrill begins. I guess we did the best considering the circumstances. Indeed nobody knew better what liquids ended up on the bench and on the floor of the vehicle. And honestly at the end it was way more water than piss.

An even better memory I have is from a haunted house ride. We literally had tested the water the first time we did the ride. I noticed that no attendant was waiting at the end when you leave the cart. The empty ones were just pulled forward automatically. How likely is it that they had a sufficient surveillance in place? (Note, it was in the early years of the century). Would they really stop the ride? I guess we were too excited about the idea to not try it. After multiple sodas we did the ride again. Covering our laps with rain coats (always a very helpful thing) we moved pants down. We both scooted to the edge of our seat (it was not a fast thrill ride, so there was only a loose belt, which definitely made our outrage easier) and almost immediately started pissing in parallel. Our streams flooded the floor of the car within seconds leaving a lovely big puddle in the vehicle. Unfortunately the ride was too short and we needed to get dressed before we were really done. There was nobody paying attention at the end, and we just left through the exit gate as unsuspicious as possible. We both got super horny about this and needed a place to finish... Luckily it only took a few minutes and we found a vacant family bathroom in a more or less empty area of the park.

In ferris wheels I only left a few squirts once. Too many attendants. We were fantasizing about messing a cabin and then just asking for forgiveness, showing an empty water bottle or so. But this remained a fantasy (for now).

Contains female and male sneakily peeing in a hotel room, ultimately ending in wet sex. I say many episodes have happened in real. It’s been long ago, I don’t remember every detail and took some freedom in writing from my memory, nor did I have any contact to my friend from that time for more than a decade by now. 

I met my gf in an anonymous convention hotel where she had attended a conference from Wednesday to Friday morning, before we would spend the weekend together. Hindsight, it was one of the best houses I remember, where we truly lived our wet dreams.

We agreed that I let her know 10 minutes before my arrival. She was holding the whole morning and told me that she had identified five spots for marking with her piss, where she was curious whether I would figure them all out within 10 minutes after entering the room (and of course adding my share to all of her aftermaths). Challenge accepted. We did that game before and it always has been great fun. I had gallons of coffee and water on my way and definitely came prepared.

She opened the door, barefoot and only barely vested in her black satin lingerie, which so nicely accentuated her sexy body and the perfect breasts. From what I could see the slip was shining a little wet… We hugged and kissed and she laughed showing me the time on her phone. Game on. 

I quickly found a nice wet patch on the carpet under one of the chairs, unzipped my jeans and let go. What a nice relief after a couple of hours in the car.

The second spot was already less obvious. I looked below the floor lamp and nightstands, both without success. I also lifted the pillows and checked the cushions of the sofa bed. She didn’t react. And I would only find out later that I wasn’t diligent enough… My time was running. But in one corner of the room beside the window I found evidence again and enjoyed spraying into the curtain for another 10 seconds or so. The biggest pressure was gone by now and I had still had enough time (and volume) left.

Next I instinctively opened the closet, where we have both pissed regularly before in these kind of hotel rooms. But no signs at the wall or the carpet this time. She started smiling already and gave me a hint. Where do you leave your valuables, honey? 

Now I indeed realized a few droplets on the top of the deposit box that was installed on the level of my abdomen in one corner of the closet. Wow. That was a good one. Hold your hand into it, she giggled. Omg. There was a little pee puddle inside the safe, nicely drenching the pad. I was wondering how she managed to aim that accurately inside, but then I saw the empty glass on the table next to the closet. She had just spilled it inside. Very sneaky and creative.

Why don’t you take care and piss from the outside against the display, she prompted me? Really, I asked. The safe might no longer work after all. Haha, I don’t care, but don’t overestimate your capabilities, she laughed, You will get a time credit if you manage it. I thought that was a fair deal, and for sure it increased my competitiveness. I tested the safe which still seemed to work properly, but decided to leave the door open, not taking the risk that it would no longer work while being closed with all her pee inside, which might have revealed our bad behavior after all.

Finally I aimed my torrent into the middle of the number pad. Suddenly the display began to flash. That didn’t look normal. You do great, keep going, my cheerleader insisted. A little waterfall ran down from the outside of the box onto the carpet. And after a few more seconds the flashing in the display had stopped. You are such a bad boy, my partner acknowledged. She hit on the wet shining buttons and convinced herself that the number pad didn’t work anymore. I thought that it would be so hot, if the next guest leaves his valuables in my piss, she commented. But most likely they now need to replace the whole box. I hope you are not too disappointed, I teased her. Haha, no, it’s so funny that you obviously really destroyed it.

I continued my investigation with checking the fridge and she giggled that we first need to drink the beer that she had chilled inside. Good idea. I opened two large cans and we both took a couple of large zips, which ate up the time credit that I had received before, but was rewarded with an intense kiss.

And I got closer again. I noticed the coffee maker. The glass table below was dry, but somehow glazed. I opened the lid of the machine and made the smell test. She indeed had peed into the water tank. Super naughty. Guilty, she laughed, remember we talked about it last time. She was right, but I almost had forgotten it. She had also left a little puddle on the tablet and soaked the complementary coffee pads and tea bags. Great job, honey. By now I only had to find one more spot and still some time left. She grabbed my dick and aimed it into the little coffee pot. I enjoyed filling it half way, before putting it on one of the nightstands. I made sure to keep some pee back for the last spot.

The next thing I noticed was this mischievous expression in her face. She obviously felt a little uncomfortable. I need to tell you something she started: I also do really need to pee again right now, and I am so horny. She admitted that she only had pissed behind the curtain and on the floor below the chair, before I arrived to make it look fresh. The rest she had saved for now and underestimated how fast her body would ask for a relief again. 

How about the coffee maker and the safe, I asked? With the most angelic face she confessed that she hadn’t used the bathroom this morning, at least not for making pee pee, how she whispered with a big smile on her face.

But, just for the records, I am still missing one spot, didn’t you say you marked five different places, I asked. Indeed, I did. Marking is a very mild term for the last one I would say, but I don’t think that you would find my secret hideout in the next two minutes. I offer you a draw. How generous, I said laughing, but you really make me curious. Don’t worry you are welcome to keep digging, but only after the little break that we will take now.

I didn’t wet the bed yet, I swear, I saved this for now, she told me. But I really need to go now. The crossing of her legs accompanied by a little pee dance gave evidence. Or do you want me to go to the bathroom? Haha, are you kidding me? I laughed. And don’t worry, I am happy to help you with the bed. Even though I believe you might have a little more to share in the beginning. 

I only now noticed the accurately folded sheets and mattress protection on the floor. She had removed it before my arrival, so it only took seconds to take away the bedspread and in the next moment I found myself lying on the back of the bare mattress. Still wearing my business shirt but at least bottom naked with a nicely erected dick. It was so wrong what we did here but this was not the time to think of good manners.

I let her take control, just trying to avoid an early orgasm for now. She put her slip aside, and offered me the view to her sweet pussy, while grabbing my penis. She inserted it deep into her hole just to remove it again seconds later while releasing her warm nectar over it and into the white mattress. Sex with that girl was the best experience ever. She repeated the procedure a couple of times, in combination with a content moaning that got louder from time to time. She truly must have been bursting before. After having fucked a few minutes, she took another break, this time straddling her labia and aiming full stream on the shirt on my chest and above, and after that continuing with varying her golden torrent into all directions. Once she stopped I took the opportunity to taste her delicious salty crotch. While eating her pussy I gladly noticed that now also my bladder signaled it would be prepared again. Time for a little revenge. She was fast enough to remove her lingerie, so that she could feel the warm treatment directly on her body. My shower was well received. With both our bladders no longer hurting we continued licking and fucking each other in the wet bed in various positions for quite a while before almost simultaneously reaching our orgasms. 

Totally exhausted but happy we both leaned back and inhaled deeply. Her body was still shivering. It took a minute or two until we both calmed down. She told me that she felt a little bad for being so selfish in the beginning. You did great, I appraised her. Look at that giant mess. Our piss was still soaking into the fabric.

Even though I felt embarrassed about our inappropriate behavior, I totally enjoyed the moment. I licked her again and tasted this amazing fresh mix of all our body fluids, before kissing and hugging. Totally happy and satisfied we both dozed away for 15 minutes or so in the mess we made. The sound of the lighter woke me up. We were both no heavy smokers, but it was a nice habit we added to our routine to share the one or the other cigarette after messing around. I looked at her, sitting very relaxed with legs crossed totally naked in the pissed bed next to me while smoking and drinking beer. Holding her cigarette in one hand, she put with her other hand the beer can back on the nightstand and instead brought the coffee pot I had pissed in before. She briefly looked up, it seemed she wanted to ask something, but then just took the decision herself and nonchalantly spilled the content on the carpet next to the bed as if that would be the most normal thing to do. Sorry, but I needed an ashtray and didn’t want to get up, was her explanation, while laughing out loud. She handed me her cigarette and grabbed a new one for herself from the package on the nightstand next to her. 

We kept playing, while smoking and drinking beer in the bed. She clapped her vagina from time to time while splashing with her feet in the puddle and adding little fresh spurts from time to time. After having finished my cigarette, I tasted the soft skin of her wet feet starting licking her pissy toes, and then working my way upwards her legs. This is true wellness after a stressful week, she giggled. I noticed that my bladder slowly was ready for another spurt. Wait, could you move a little. I better wanted to wet the part of the mattress that was still dry. She moved to the side and I started pissing aiming at her nipples again. Haha, great, it is time for some fresh warm shower, keep going she laughed, while still smoking. But my stream only lasted for 10 to 15 seconds.

I guess you still haven’t figured out the last spot, she changed the topic after I was done. Aren’t you curious anymore? Of course, I still was. I checked again the carpet below the bed and even moved the sofa bed to look behind.

She smiled that if I wouldn’t find it, likely nobody would. I seriously was a little confused when she pointed to the sofa bed again. 

She dried herself with a blanket, before pressing one hand deep into the cushion. After that it was a little wettish. Hihi, it will still take time to dry, she stated. Then she unzipped the large cover sheet of the couch and proudly presented me the soaked foam material inside. Since the mattress was not (yet) an option she was once more creative, not daring to directly pee on the surface of the cushion, as it might not have dried fast enough and could have been detected by the cleaning crew. She told me how cozy it felt to ride the plush with her bum while releasing a gush of piss from time to time. With a mischievous smile she confessed that she was too horny and didn’t use the bathroom last night already…

Of course there was no reason to change our bad behavior for the rest of our stay. But first it was time for a real shower now. On our way to lunch we already inspected the floor and also the stairwell a little closer…

After having posted some pictures from my prior fitting room activities in the general topic of men pissing wherever they want, I thought I start a new thread. Making a mess in stores becomes a joyful habit of mine lately 😈. Same chain, different branch this time…

And I also like to share a little more of the story around it. I must confess I went to the shop this time only for one reason. I picked two random pants from the rack that I wanted to wet myself and masturbate in. And then just leave them behind fully drenched with piss. Sounded like a good plan. And I made sure that my tank was extra full. However, on the way to my cabin (at the end of a corridor with each five stalls left and right) I suddenly noticed a Sales guy, who was eager to collect all pieces that customers had left. He also welcomed me. Damn it. I had my fun in this store before and didn’t get disturbed. But I better be careful this time.

For a short moment I was considering flooding the restroom instead. But since it was somewhat busy that likely had been the even riskier option. So I closed the door of my booth and took a deep breath. I noticed my bladder and that amazing feeling of pleasant anticipation. My decision was made. The carpet would need to do it.

I got bottom naked and sat on the bench in the corner ready to go. Listening around, some traffic on the aisle outside, but the room next to me was obviously empty. I almost only shyly squirted in the beginning, as I was a little nervous, but I also felt again how full my bladder actually was. I was really up for no good. I wanted to avoid a loud hissing as the cabin was open on the bottom. The relief felt better with every second I sprayed my juice around. I varied the target area a little to avoid too big puddles at a concentrated spot. I hardly believed myself, but I went for more than one minute without bigger interruption. Over this job well done my dick got really excited. 

I stopped both pissing and recording and just enjoyed myself… It didn’t take too long…🙈

By the time I cummed I had been in the stall a little while already. So better don’t draw further attention and get dressed. I was actually ready to leave when I noticed that I was not empty. I wanted to go to a friend’s house next and not want to have to use the toilet right away. Well, the biggest sexual tension was gone, but the carpet did well so far. So why not cleaning the remaining sperm from the urethra right here? I opened my fly and hung out my penis as if I was in any urinal. It was so tempting to aim for the mirror or the wall, but I could resist. I just made pee pee on the carpet again and was really happy with the amount I still had left. This time I pissed standing for almost another 30 seconds. At the end there was hardly a dry inch left on the floor. lol. But also no direct evidence of what I had done at first sight. Hihi. 

I picked the two pants and checked if the coast was clear. Nobody out there. As if… A few seconds later the clerk stood beside me. Where did he come from? At least not from the same direction as I. I handed him the two pants without much comment. I don’t think that he immediately went back to check my cabin, but I avoided turning around and looking behind again. Very satisfied I left the store as calm but fast as possible.

Just spent some quality time in the stairwell of the building 😅 Careful, the steps are still slippery. Hehe.

I got reminded of a train ride I took some years ago. I was truly bursting by the time I finally had enough privacy for my misbehaving. The two seats could tell. lol. It just brought back some smile on my face. I don’t think that I had posted this before.

16 hours ago, acidnudy said:

Damn, that looks so hot.

I've always wanted to do that, but none have carpets around here. Kinda scared to do it on tiles or wood flooring as it might leak out to fast.

I also clearly prefer carpet. It simply feels naughtier than pissing on tiles or a wooden floor, which could easily be wiped. In fitting rooms without carpet I always piss in and on pants and use any random clothes to hide my not so friendly aftermath.

1 hour ago, Kittykiss said:

Honestly? The fitting rooms with no doors. Most of the brands I shop from has thick ass heavy curtains in place of doors. Not like that stops me much but ya know haha

Doors help, indeed, but only if they go to the bottom. I also didn’t care this time 🤷‍♂️ Most important was the carpet and the music that predominated my hissing. Haha. And no nerve racking over ambitious clerks nearby…

Had to go badly during shopping and just used the fitting room. Hehe.

I had to give the poor mattress a break…