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@Kupar I'm not sure she is one of "us." I know she appears to be very comfortable both with herself and the outdoors, as well as has a healthy sense of curiosity. Somehow, I sensed that from reading her first message to me.
She texted me again last night to say how much she enjoyed our time and looked forward to us getting back together for another hike, but we didn't set a date. I don't think she's looking for a relationship nor doing anything kinky, but appears to be open to enjoying more fresh air and exercise. As I wrote, she seems happy and there doesn't seem to be much stress in her life. Or, maybe she's just found a way to shed it, one bladderful at a time.
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I had a most interesting experience today (okay, yesterday now) that I thought I'd share. A few days back, I had posted I was planning on going on a walk this week with a women from a nature group I'd only recently joined. Well, this was the day.
While I had high hopes, I wasn't sure what to expect. I'd only met her once before, on the group hike. But, she texted me Sunday evening, saying that she'd love to go for a longer hike this week. My heart skipped a beat. A few other places felt a little pumped up as well.
So, I arrived at the parking lot about ten minutes early. I had barely gotten out of my car before she showed up. A good sign, I thought. It appeared she was probably as excited as I was.
As we walked towards each other, I got a better look at her than I'd had on Saturday About average height, definitely fit, though I wouldn't describe her as athletic. And probably twenty years older than me. Still attractive, I couldn't help but wonder what she was like at 30.
She showed up outfitted appropriately for our hike. I could tell she wasn't someone new to this, or at least not one of those I've seen show up on the trail in flip-flops and a one-piece outfit. Instead, she was attired in low-cut hiking boots; shorts a runner would wear, though loose-fitting in the legs; a lightweight, light-colored, long-sleeved shirt and what appeared to be a dark sports bra underneath. If this is what 70 looks like, I needed to revise my thinking of senior citizens.
Even if we had met before, I didn't want to make a bad first impression, so I thought better of an embrace. But, we shared smiles before walking to the trailhead. I'd picked out a route that would probably take at least four hours, giving us the chance to know each other better.
We started a conversation right away, at first mostly small talk. While I wouldn't call her a Chatty Cathy, she could hold her own around me. At some point, we got talking more about our nature group and why we joined it. My reason was I'd only moved to the area in the past year and was looking to stay active and meet new people. Her response was that while she loved nature, she didn't have the patience to spend hours chasing after a particular form of wildlife. It was more for the exercise and such.
Our conversation paused about thirty seconds, then she spoke up again. “You know, when you get to a certain age, your bladder isn't all that good. I hope you won't mind if I need to make a couple stops.”
We were still walking at a leisurely pace, but my heartrate just sped up. Hopefully, I didn't make any signs of betraying what I truly felt as I half-consciously replied, “No problem. I don't think we're having a race.” After that, though, it felt like we slightly walking faster.
I don't remember much of the next half hour or so. We talked more, mostly about things in general and a little about ourselves. As I suspected, she was single, though she'd briefly married in her late-twenties. No kids. She said she was very happy in her life and had a good network of friends, though usually preferred her own company to others.
I noticed we had slowed down and she was looking more to the sides than the path ahead. Then, she called out, “Ahhh! I probably drank that bottle too quickly. I really could use a pee break.”
I scanned the horizon. There weren't all that many trees and they were small and not that big around. But, she had already spotted a fallen pine log. “This should do.” Then added, “I don't think there's anyone out here, but can you keep watch?”
“Sure,” I replied, knowing I wouldn't keep my eyes in one place. I stepped away a little, enough to give her some semblance of privacy, but not so that far that I couldn't sneak a good glance, maybe two.
I heard the creak when she sat down on the log, the sound of clothing sliding down her legs, then nothing for a few seconds. After what seemed a minute, I'm sure it was much less, I heard a soft patter, then a hiss, then nothing when she spoke up. “One more thing I love about hiking is I get to pee outdoors."
Probably not thinking, I looked towards her when I replied, “I seriously doubt you're the only one.” Then, trying to recover, I quickly returned my gaze straight ahead, then added, “After all, I've led dozens of hikes.
Even if my eyes were on her for but a second, I couldn't erase what I saw. Mostly a blur of pale blue shorts and bikini briefs either black or navy. And then her unmistakable arc.
Sometime, while I was lost in that vision, she finished. Still adjusting her shorts, she stood back up and walked towards me. Eyeing my still half-full water bottle, she said, “I see you haven't drank much. You don't need to be shy around me.”
I made a small laugh, then replied, “Are you ready to set off again?” She nodded, so we resumed walking further down the trail, talking most all the while as we lost track of the time.
It was probably at least an hour later before we took another break. This time I was the one who need to stop. I was well into my second water bottle now. Glancing over, I saw hers was mostly finished.
Once again there were almost no trees here, only tall grass. I hadn't seen anyone since we'd set out, but I still looked ahead and then back. Taking a step off the trail, I said, “Can you keep an eye out? For passerby.”
“Right,” she replied, still about a dozen feet from me. I pulled my shorts down in front. The slight breeze felt good on my cock and reinforced how badly I needed to pee. Seconds later, my stream shot out four, five, maybe six feet. Consciously, I wasn't trying to show off, but I did receive a nice response. As I looked towards her, our eyes met for a second. I gave an acknowledging grin, looked back ahead of me and pushed harder. A few more seconds, then a couple spurts and I was done.
“Ahh, much better,” as I finished tucking myself back in. I could have sworn that she inspected to see if I had done it right.
“No sense you have all the fun,” as she pulled aside a leg opening of her shorts. “It's actually easier for me to stand than squat. Every day I do that in the shower. No reason, I can't out here as well.”
I loved how she was so matter of frank. In fact, we were still in conversation as she used her fingers to move her clothing out of the way, then parted her lips. I almost looked away, but thought better since she'd gotten a pretty good view of me.
Her stream was falling two, maybe three, feet in front of her, making a nice puddle on the ground. I don't know if she could see it, but I showed my appreciation, if only hidden by my shorts. Still, I was hoping she didn't catch on to my interest, at least not yet. I'd like to think there were trails yet to explore. So, I returned my attention to the path ahead while she tidied up.
Another 90 minutes went by much faster than we expected. It's amazing how quickly time passes by when you're deep into conversation and totally enjoying the moment. Our trail had been a loop and we were getting close to the parking lot when she stopped again. “I've got almost an hour's drive before I get home. I suppose I should have one for the road.” We both had a laugh at that. I feigned looking away, but I'm sure she could see through my deception.
As pees go, hers wasn't a lot, no more than fifteen seconds. And, she was probably doing it as much for my benefit as for her own need. I'm sure I was as full and could have gone as well, but I thought the better of it. That might have been pushing things a bit too far, at least on a first hike. After all, I did get a good look at her twice, three times if you count just watching the stream. I suppose it was a little bit unfair that she only got to see me once.
As we were walking to our cars, I suggested we should hike sometime again. She readily agreed, then added, “Next time I should probably bring more water.”
I finally did get that hug, at first a bit tentative. But, then she leaned into me, and I could swear I could feel a nipple, maybe two. I kept my arms behind my back, but did pull her a little closer. I must have embraced her for half a minute, maybe longer.
But, when I felt my shorts get tighter, I realized I should let her go. Probably, some things are best left unsaid. Still, from the way she held me against her before we left, I had a pretty good idea what she'd been doing tonight. I certainly knew what I was going to.
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Sorry that I took another day to post my story. You might say I was a little preoccupied last night. 🤣
I've moved it to the Real Experiences section. Probably none of you will believe it played out like this, but sometimes truth is stranger than fiction.
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4 minutes ago, Kupar said:
Farmers I guess
You do know they're outstanding in their field? 🤣
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Another male point of view here.
I lived a few winters in the north. As an active person, I often found myself outside. Maybe not all that long, but the cold had a way of shrinking my bladder. I learned the art of writing my name in the snow.
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1 minute ago, LovesToWet said:
Nice.
I was never faster enough to race, just do it for pleasure.
Peter Sega said the new younger riders ignore the old unwritten rules of cycling and don't always follow tradition. They have teams mates push them along while they pee instead of stopping.
I won't say I was ever a follower of tradition, but I always felt much more comfortable pulling over to the side. The thought of riding in wet shorts did nothing for me.
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2 minutes ago, LovesToWet said:
They used to do that but not so much now.
I guess that's why I'm no longer competing.
I'm finding it much more enjoyable now introducing woman to long distance cycling.
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12 minutes ago, LovesToWet said:
Pro cyclists can pee whilst riding otherwise they get dropped from the peleton.
Usually not true, at least at the major events where's there's a "sanitary break." Of course, not every rider wants to pee with a bunch of guys.
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56 minutes ago, overcaffeinated said:
Over the course of our friendship, we peed in front of each other as often as not, especially on a few day trips we took together.
That explains so much why I love those trips on the backroads, stopping whenever the need exceeds the will to hold. You enjoying this moment together must make your friendship that much more special.
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Welcome to our group, Ruth. I know it may be all new to you, but I want to reassure you there's nothing you can do that's better than just being yourself.
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2 minutes ago, MidoriLemonade85 said:
Wonderful, re peeing in scenic locations. Very lucky.
Don't you try to do that as much as you can, too? You do know I enjoy hiking for more than just the exercise?
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33 minutes ago, MidoriLemonade85 said:
I have a long commute from work, and normally I just listen to music on Spotify. I have recently discovered a podcast on there called “Stuff You Should Know” and they did one on How Cranes Work. (Tower cranes on building construction sites.)
It was quite interesting. They mentioned that the cab the crane operator sits in has no toilet, so he obviously has to pee in a bottle (and do any No. 2 in a bag). Because if he had to climb down that thing, the whole site would have to shut down and wait for him.
It made me wonder what other jobs require workers to pee somewhere other than a toilet?
On my drive home I thought of these. Can you think of others? Are there particular jobs out there where you have ever wondered “how the hell do they take a pee doing that?!”….
* Formula 1 racing car drivers. Do they pee in their suits?
Almost a certainty, unless they can hold for the entire race. Those pit stops aren't going to give them enough time to get out of the car, never mind drop trou.
33 minutes ago, MidoriLemonade85 said:* Jet fighter pilots on long missions.
As a previous poster mentioned, there are such things as relief bags. And, did you know the first astronauts were actually told to wet themselves?
33 minutes ago, MidoriLemonade85 said:* Musicians who play long sets on stage.
For sure. I think we've all head about famous performers who have their own toilet just off-stage.
33 minutes ago, MidoriLemonade85 said:* People who climb mountains. Do they pee mid-air while hanging from their ropes on the side of a cliff?
Again, yes. I've heard a few interesting stories from women climbers who've told me all the steps involved.
One more occupation I would add are foresters. I know at least one woman who has confessed to me that her favorite part of the job was getting paid to pee in some very scenic locations.
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Reading your post again, I have to give you kudos for having the courage to pull this off, especially in front of so many people.
Despite being assigned male anatomy at birth and having had decades of urinal experience, I still sometimes feel hesitation in crowded places, like those troughs you'll sometime find. But, all in all, I much prefer using the individual, wall-mounted kind to the alternatives, save for peeing outdoors. In fact, so much that I made one for home and it seems to get plenty of use.
Maybe you should get one, too, so you have plenty of practice before your next encounter. 😁
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Great to hear you had a most positive first encounter.
I know for some born without a penis, their experience was awkward and they said they'd never do it again. (I actually feel a little sorry for them.) But, I've heard from several others how pleasurable it was, and what kept them from using one earlier.
I'm so pleased your dream came true and looking forward to hear more stories about when you try again.
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Got back just a short time ago from my hike. Guess my intuition was pretty much right, as I certainly wasn't disappointed.
I might need a few hours to sort things out, but I'll try to post a story about our outing later tonight.
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Thought you might like an update. I'm about to head of to meet up with my trail partner.
I'll admit I'm a little excited. She sent me another message last that she's up for at least three, maybe four or five hours. Yes, I've brought along a couple extra water bottles.
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A few weeks back I had a great conversation with a woman friend who for several years after college had worked as a forester. Being the curious sort, I inquired about what tasks she did, where she had worked, and what skills she had learned that were useful in her new career. At some point, I asked what was the favorite part of her job.
Without a moment's hesitation she replied, "getting paid to pee outdoors."
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22 minutes ago, LadyP said:
Tonight I'm laying on my sofa, holding while watching tv. I could get up and go to pee, but I want to keep enjoying this feeling a bit longer.
Maybe you should just lay there and have your toilet come to you. 😆
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1 minute ago, UltrasoundGirlRebecca said:
I'm sure you could hold it.
Shall I read this as a challenge? 😁
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1 minute ago, UltrasoundGirlRebecca said:
I am, I wonder if this happened now if I could hold it.
I wonder about things like that, too.
I'm not sure I can do any better.
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4 minutes ago, UltrasoundGirlRebecca said:
I do replay the moment sometimes and I do think about how I could've tried to hold it.
I imagine you're better at holding now than when you were at 16.
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Good to hear you weren't embarrassed.
I'm wondering if that experience has shaped your way of looking at life. Do you ever replay the moment and maybe think about how things might have turned out differently?
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7 hours ago, MommyImWettingMyself said:
Way too soon to tell in regards to the fetish but generally promising that she wants a one-on-one hike. Be polite, hold off on the pee talk until you gain trust but bring LOTS of hydration! It's one thing to pee with/around someone but dropping the "it's a sexual kink" bomb should come after a friendship has been established IMO. If you're just interested in seeing her desperate once or something, it could be very promising indeed. Have fun & keep us posted!
It definitely sounds promising to me . Good you read it the same way. I'll make sure to bring plenty of hydration, but certainly don't plan to drop a "bomb" or anything.
7 hours ago, Kupar said:She likes you. I think that's perhaps the only thing certain. And that's excellent. I am assuming you will go for the longer hike. Tell us what happens when inevitably you or she need to pee. 🙂
I'm pretty sure she likes me, or at least she likes that I can keep up with her for a few hours on the trail. I've already planned out a few routes that should take us three to five hours to cover if we walk at a reasonable pace. Of course, I haven't factored in any stops.
6 hours ago, gldenwetgoose said:Well - certainly sounds good from the perspective of developing a friendship, even if it turns out to be entirely non-pee related.
I'd be tempted to go, make it the longer hike and just take it as a developing friendship. It could be that she's lonely, in want of companionship, just has a preference for something more active in the hikes than the group offers.
Maybe wait until you're reasonably well into the walk, and having gauged the conversation - then maybe you express that YOU need to pee. 'Does she mind' if you just take a quick pee against a tree or behind a bush - one of the hazards of being hydrated in the great outdoors. Far more disarming than directly asking about her pee habits outdoors, but it's a 'safe' way to find out what her views are. Does she disapprove, most likely will give you discrete privacy (not that you need or want it), but it may open that discussion as to her preferences and experiences.
And if you're really lucky, you never know, by that point she may be sufficiently comfortable around you...
I'm looking at this as just developing a friendship, enjoying the company of someone who enjoys a comparable level of activity. Of course, that devil on my shoulder may have other ideas, but I'll do my level best to keep him at bay while on the trail.
I expect we'll be having conversation right from the very start of the hike. I'll pretty much let her lead the direction it takes. Probably after an hour to 90 minutes, I'll mention that I could use a pee break, something I tend to do on most hikes thinking it might make my trail partner more comfortable that she's not the one who needs to bring the subject up.
A big thanks to all of you for your thoughts. That's probably what I like best about this site, how more than anything we're a group of friends that take an interest in one another.
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Over the weekend I went hiking with a local nature club. It was very good in the sense of getting exercise and seeing wildlife. But, if it weren't for a message I received earlier today, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have even have mentioned it here.
You see, this group is pretty much all retired folks. It seems to be more women than men, and the ages range from the late-40s to a few well into their 80s. I was one of the younger ones and almost certainly the fittest, although most everybody kept with the pace. Those that didn't caught up whenever we stopped while our leader talked about what we were supposed to be seeing.
Of course, I was a little bored, in part because it wasn't much as far as workouts go. But, even more so, because nobody seemed to be getting desperate. I guess even senior citizens can usually hold for at least 90 minutes.
In fact, I probably would have written this group off if I hadn't gotten a text from one of the women asking me if I'd like to join her for a one-on-one hike later this week. Even though she appears to be many years older than me, her suggesting that she was looking for something much longer seemed to get my interest. Perhaps I'm reading more into this than there is. Or perhaps not, as over many years of hiking I seem to have developed a certain "radar".
I'd be interested in hearing what you think.
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Has anyone ever held your dick while you were pissing?
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A nurse! 😁
I was in the hospital for a procedure that kept me overnight and I was required to stay in bad. They hadn't given me a urinal, so when I had to pee I rang for assistance. A nurse came in with a steel bedpan and sat me up. She then aimed me while I enjoyed my moment of much-needed relief.
I'm sure it would have been a much bigger experience, probably for the both of us, if it wasn't for the fact I was only 7.