Chrissy89

After much deliberation with myself and my shyness I’ve decided to post. After days of conducting research and satisfying my own curiosity I decided to check out my stream.  

I’ve always loved the many sounds of my pee streams as I’m sure many of us do and it’s one of the simplest pleasures in life but I’ve not actually taken the time to check them out which seems odd thinking about it.  I often indulge in the sound rather than the sight.  

Normally I would go and close my eyes and just listen. In an ever busy household and my hectic work those few seconds are truly magical. 

I’ve realised that after checking myself out, I have three types:

1. The one where I sit normally, leaning slightly forward and it goes straight down. 

2. The one where if I sit back it’ll go slow and almost behind me. 

3. And finally the one where if I lean forward I end up with a fast spray which goes forward. 

Each one produces a different sound and I’ll use each method of sitting at different times.  For example if i need to be quiet I’ll just lean forward. 

Does anyone else have a go-to stance or a favourite posture?

PS nobody slag my awesome drawing! I’m proud of that 😂

Part 2….

It was Christmas Day and my brother in law popped over early in the morning with the wonderful L. 

The morning was filled with us all opening presents, eating mince pies and drinking coffee. My little one was hyper!

L had really made an effort with her appearance today, her long brown hair was perfectly straight. She was wearing a sparkly green top with a thin black leather pencil skirt. I was wearing my red Christmas dress which had a nice flowing skirt and a Santa hat themed hair band.  Very festive! 

Soon, we had a full house with all the grandparents here. It wasn’t long before the coffee had turned into wine and dinner was being served. 

A feast was had and it was an enjoyable day all round.  As my son was tucking into his 4th bowl of ice cream (yes, to those who are parents and understand the struggles we faced getting him to sleep that evening, it wasn’t my choice….) L spilled some of hers onto her top leaving behind quite the stain. 

After the laugher settled, she asked if I had anything for her to wear as we were of similar build… I gestured upstairs to her. 

We laughed heading up the stairs away from the table and into my bedroom. 

When we got in she gestured toward the en-suite and asked if she could use it… why would I object after last time?

At this point she had been in my house for around 7 hours and hadn’t been for a wee once, which is some skill - after my 2nd latte I was cross legged! 

She took off her top and handed it to me as she went into the toilet. She didn’t reach the door to close it behind her. I caught her sliding up her black leather skirt revealing a green thong which was barely pulled down. 

As she sat down on, she slid two fingers beneath her legs and her beautiful sound quickly filled the room.  

I could feel myself starting to need as well. 

As she hadn’t been all day, the smell of a long brewed stream filled the room. Such a wonderful aroma.  She clearly was aware this as she burst out laughing! 

I asked if I could go after her and before she could even reach to flush I had my bum on the seat to savour the last of her warmth on my bare skin.  It took me ages to start as 1. I hardly needed and 2. I’m a shy girl really! 

I closed my eyes and a slow stream started however it was softened by the clump of toilet roll she had put down after wiping which didn’t bother me too much as I knew it was just mixing together in an incredible cocktail beneath my closed thighs. 

Suddenly as my right hand gestured towards the wall, I realised the inevitable, she had used the last of the toilet paper! What a nightmare. I was too busy enjoying the sounds of her stream to even notice the toilet paper situation. I quickly pulled my dress down over my knees and leaned over with my head in my hands, then in an oddly high pitched squeak I mentioned it to her. 

She burst out laughing and said sorry.  

I took the very brave decision to just let the last few drips fall and pull up my underwear which isn’t something I’m used to doing… 

She asked if I was sure to do that.  I nodded with a weary smile on my face like I was trying to convince her I wasn’t a complete novice then stood up and let my dress fall back down. 

I got L a new top to wear. 

She asked if I was ok again. 

Yeah! Why not, you only live once! 

I think deep down she that was a new experience for me. She took my hand and brushed her fingers inside my sweaty palms and smiled at me then turned to skip down towards the dining room. 

I must have been a really god girl this year as last night I got the best present ever. 

We had a visit from my brother-in-law and his new girlfriend (L). They had travelled all day from Lincolnshire in England to spend Christmas in Scotland with N’s family. 

We treated them to dinner and N was very kind to let me have a few glasses of wine to chill out. L and I hit it off pretty instantly, we had similar interests and even career paths that were sort of related. She was a bit younger than me by a few years. 

After dinner, L and I were outside having a casual smoke and the cold Scottish air hit us. I made a casual comment that I needed to pee. She smiled and said that she did too as she hadn’t been since setting off at like 10am (it was now 8pm!) - wow what skill! 

I gestured her into the dining room where just off it there was a toilet.  She came in behind me continuing conversation with her hands feeling for the lock. 

There was a brief pause as she waited for me to sit down. 

As I sat down I noticed her eyes follow my movements as I pulled my jeans down and rested my hands on my thighs. 

The sounds of gentle tinkling into water filled the room.  I was conscious not to be overly loud as we could still hear the boys chatting and laughing away in the lounge. 

As I was wiping, I took note of L’s stance. Her legs were crossed she was clearly desperate. 

I got up and flushed, then moved aside to wash my hands. 

L quickly moved in, turned around and lifted her dress. She sat down. 

As I looked over I could see that she had put two fingers if her right hand between her legs as if to spread her labia. Her left hand was holding up the front of her dress. 

Immediately, the sound of the guys disappeared and a very loud stream was all that could be heard off the porcelain. After a few seconds she stopped and her right hand reached for some toilet paper. She took a bunch and threw it between her legs in an attempt to quieten her stream. 

Her fingers went back between her legs and the stream started up again. Her plan to dampen the sound hadn’t worked as it was just as loud as before. I think she was slightly embarrassed as she just sighed. I, on the other hand was relieved that it didn’t work. There wasn’t much toilet roll left to do it again if she was to wipe. 

Her pee seemed to last for ages.

By the time it had slowed to a trickle, I had moved over towards the door. I saw her hand come up and reach for the last of the toilet roll, taking it and wrapping it around her two fingers.  As she parted her legs to wipe I couldn’t help my eyes wondering and notice that she had more pubic hair than I had imagined.  That sight only lasted a split second as she went and wiped. 

She stood up and let the front of her dress fall.  She then smiled at me and commented on how nice my hair was in the bathroom light and then turned to flush. I was glowing inside! 

As the toilet flush faded away, the sound of the guys was dominant again and I knew that the moment was over. 

I unlocked the bathroom door and we left.  As we made our way back through to the lounge she whispered to me “thanks”.

My heart raced the rest of the night. I couldn’t sleep until 1am thinking about it. 

Even typing it out now I can feel my heart going fast!

Christmas has definitely come early for me! 

Merry Christmas to all when it comes. I’m so glad there’s a community like this to share that experience with.   

🙂

Dunno about others but when I want to hiss I need to change my sitting position so that the stream goes forward. Usually depends what mood I’m in 🙂