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There's a tropical storm off the coast here. It's been pissing rain the whole day. I'm trying not to pay attention to the sound it makes hitting the roof. Right now all it would take is a loud clap of thunder and I'd be totally desperate. Normally, I'd step outside and give the grass a good watering, but it doesn't need it. Certainly not in all this wind and rain. And lightning! 😱

There's something about the sight of a woman moving her panties to the side that never ceases to entertain me. A long day on a trail with a hiking partner usually offers some great opportunities.

Most of the men's rooms I've been in recently have at least one low urinal for boys and shorter men. I should think women could use these as well, and I'd do absolutely nothing to discourage them.

A big warm, wet Peefans welcome! You've certainly come to the right place to explore, indulge and sheer your favorite pastime. It's ours, too. I can't wait to read read more posts about all the fun ways you empty your big bladder. Hopefully you don't always waste it in a toilet. Ooops, maybe I shouldn't have said I can't wait!

Nice to hear you're having a lot of fun this summer. You pulling the leg of your shorts to one side and peeing standing up sounds a lot like the best part of my days on a trail with hiking partners. I'm looking forward to you stopping by again soon and share more adventures.

Certainly not my immediate family. I did have a distant cousin, either a third or fourth, who lived halfway across the country, but we did see each other when our families got together once or twice a year. We both were too young for it to be sexual, her a year or so younger than me. But, I do recall her taking me on walks in the woods behind her house and, after about 15 or 20 minutes, she'd always have to pee. The first time I didn't, but after that I made sure I drank enough before I set out so she didn't feel alone.

As one who spends a lot of time outdoor, I have a long list of fun places to pee. You've mentioned a few good ones. To that I'll add in the sand on the beach, the middle of a field, into a puddle you come across and off a cliff. No matter what you try, you probably already know that it's even more fun doing it with someone special. I highly recommend.

I can't say I never do. It seems some of my friends here can talk me into most anything. 😏

It might be tame for some, but I've had some of my best experiences on hiking trails. I certainly hope you found it fun and enjoyed it enough you're encouraged to do it again and again.

Some years back (more than ten but less than 20) I found a coffee shop in a small town in western North Carolina. I'd just come off a trail with my hiking partner, so we stopped for a cup of dark roast and catch up on our mail. That cup turned into two (or was it three?), so by the time we were ready to leave, it was a good idea we took advantage of a bathroom before we set off again. It was only a single unisex one and there were no other customers in the store. Seeing as the two of us weren't shy around one another, she walked towards the bathroom with me just a step or two behind. I wa

As much as I love the outdoors, I've seen to it I have several options at home. Probably my first choice is the shower, since it's where I head first thing most mornings. But, I also have a bucket in my office that sees plenty of use when I'm online, a utility sink in the garage and a large cup beside my bed so I don't have to get up in the night.

I've led many hiking groups, usually a good mix of both men and women. One of the first things I taught them was the importance of good hydration. And probably the first question I got asked was what to do when they needed to pee as a result. And not just from women, apparently some men had never spent much time outside. Like any good leader, I'd try my best to make them feel comfortable, by regularly scheduling stops in places that offered privacy. Most took advantage of the situation, though some still insisted on holding all day, despite my trying to set a good example. I conside

I'm pretty sure that ant colony from now on will describe the event as "The Great Flood." And if those were carpenter ants, I'm sure they would have all gotten together to construct for themselves a large boat.

The best part of camping out, right? 🤣

I trust you told her, "I'm loud and proud!" 😝

I recall one time in particular. I was spending a day on the water in a small boat, with a couple that I knew and three people that I didn't. As the day went on, one by one we all took our turns to pee, the men at the stern, the women over the side. I don't remember if it was my first or second time, but I was standing on the stern platform pissing out a pretty good stream, when one of the women I didn't know came to the back of the boat,. She grabbed a drink from the cooler, then leaned over getting a look at me. I'm pretty sure the whole boat heard her yell out "nice cock!"

So true! It's much better to have peeing in a public a choice, not an imposition.

I seldom use a toilet when I'm out. And if I do, it's usually not to pee. When I do stop to answer a "nature call', I typically seek out enough privacy that I don't offend anyone. But, should they be closely passing by, they don't have to look if they don't want to see me.

I, too, have found a bottle to be very useful on those long drives, especially in urban areas where its not such a good idea to get out of the truck/car. But, I find those outdoor pees far more satisfying, especially when you can fully empty your more than uncomfortable bladder, not to mention getting to enjoy the breeze blowing on your parts.

I don't think I was either the first couple thousand times, so all I can say is practice... practice... practice. 😁 Even these days, if the target is a toilet I usually have more of my stream land outside than within.

Nice to see you active on here again. It's even better when you return with a great story and picture. It looks like nature was practically begging you to pee there. I'd have likely headed for the same place myself. In fact, it would have been most interesting if I had come across you on the trail, you walking back to your car while I was on my way there and then to find your puddle. Make that two very satisfying pees!

I did this once on a 500 mile/800 km trip. Sometime after the three-hour mark, I was starting to feel an urge to pee. Now, I wasn't desperate, but I could definitely feel my bladder filling. The rest areas were about 30 minutes apart. There were 14 of them before I got home and I'd just passed the first one. Never one to miss a challenge, I thought I'd see how I could go before I needed to stop. So, I set myself a goal to get past the next one, maybe the one after that and the one after that... As the evening wore on, I'd gotten past four... five... six, then seven... eight and I st

You've certainly, er, wet my interest! 😛 Hopefully this becomes a regular event. You deserve all the heavenly moments you can get. Love the thought of you gushing for Britain. Hope your tomato plants appreciate your efforts as much as some of us here do.

For me, it pretty much depends on how often I hit the trail with a hiking partner. I won't say every time, but it seems a lot more often than not. There must be something about spending a day out in nature that lowers ones inhibitions. Or, maybe I just bring out the best in my partners.

Hopefully you got to enjoy them both.