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  1. On 8/23/2023 at 1:49 PM, Bladderlad said:

    It's amazing to see a group of people all pissing publicly at the same time!! 😀

    There was just the odd man, breaking off and heading towards a tree. The start area on Embankment playing fields is quite a sight normally, an inadequate number of portaloos and guys and some girls searching for places to pee. I did not go near the start last year. I watched the Great North Run some years ago, there is a bridge people cross, many people were crossing a crash barrier at the side, going down a soil bank and pissing at the bottom! There were men and women urinating together, perfect strangers, you don't see that too often 😉 in 2005 a man was caught and overpowered by a male runner at the Great North, he was filming the mans wife peeing and didn't notice the husband. The police arrested the voyeur, confiscated the carrier bag with camera hidden within. It can probably still be Googled and found. The guy was prosecuted, humiliated, named in the Newcastle upon Tyne media, lost his job and really was ruined. I will be running on the 25th September at RHHM, keeping my eyes peeled for any pissy guys and girls 🙂

     

     

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  2. On 7/1/2023 at 3:10 PM, toseepee said:

    Currently obsessed with this video of a bunch of guys all running over to a large bush area and peeing in the middle of a marathon. Some of them clearly take little caution not to be seen. This is how every public event should be, but with more ladies using the facili-trees as well

    https://thisvid.com/videos/marathon-public-group-piss/

    I watched the first mile of the RHHM in the UK last September, the first mile runs up London Rd (120 miles from London!) and there is a grass bank on one side with trees planted on it. Quite a few men stopped to piss and the trees are not tightly packed. No sign of any women, they would have to be brave! I'm running it myself this year 🙂

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  3. Like Kevin above I have had a 'Pantie fetish'. Not so much nowadays but when I was younger yes. I have stolen women's washed panties off clothes lines in the past! I was once nearly mauled by a Doberman Pinscher in somebodies garden one summer night, I had climbed over a wall & it was sleeping in the corner of the garden, I did not see it but it heard me land. I just escaped without being bitten.

    In later years I was more into worn panties & I have sniffed soiled panties from laundry baskets before. Dunno if I would bother now, I'm 50 & getting a bit past it:eek:

  4. Yeah, I have a younger sister who knew about my relationship with Annabel. She warned me at the time that women with violent husbands & lovers do tend to go back to them. She was very supportive when the relationship I had finished. My sister had said early on in the relationship that we would have to all go out on a double date, Annabel & me, my sister & her boyfriend Tony. I think she was keen to meet Annabel to see what she was like & whether or not she would be the kind of woman who would stay with me.

    I cannot understand why a woman stays with a violent man either? Annabel seemed quite intelligent & very loving & I think she & I could have become very close lovers & maybe have eventually married. I would have soon fallen in love with her fully, given the time.

    On the last Tuesday night that I saw her, she was wearing a Turtle necked jumper, it was a Summer evening & not cold? As the evening proceeded, her Turtle neck slipped down & exposed her neck & several 'love bites', I was really hurt when I saw these & she was conscious that I had seen them!

    After that, when I phoned her she made excuses not to see me, so one Tuesday evening I drove over to see her, I tried her door but no answer... As I left her door the next door neighbour popped his head out his front door & invited me in! I went in & he explained what had been going on. The ex husband had been popping back regularly

    to see her. The neighbour had lived next to them for years & was well aware of the rows & violence between them, apparently she had got the Courts to prohibit him from going anywhere near her. He had once gone illegally to the house & cut her telephone line outside at night!

    He got in trouble with the police & eventually were divorced

    He doesn't sound to me to be a very nice man but divorce or no divorce she got back together with him, she must have been very insecure.

    I left the neighbours house with tears flooding out of my eyes, it took me weeks to get over her! I rang my mother when I got home & I was very distressed, I had my own home & mother lived twelve miles away. About an hour later the police arrived at my little house, a police man & a police woman. My mother had called the police, worried that I might harm myself & they had been sent to check up on me...

    Thanks for your reply, daemoniak :wink:

  5. You-tube tends to go through phases of being tolerant & intolerant of 'adult' themed content. I have a you-tube account but I find the present version inferior to the you-tube of the past. I keep having to press the refresh button to view comments & video's for some peculiar reason? I came here via a you-tube video...

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  6. My first true girlfriend was called Annabel, she was 28 at the time & I was 20, you could say that she was a bit of what nowadays people would call a "Cougar".

    I had a few girlfriends at school & I once 'fingered' one girl while she fondled my penis, that was about it regarding me & girls, apart from the peeing with my sister as pre adolescents..

    Anyway, Annabel was a single mum with a five year old son & she had divorced a man who used to drink & also knock her around, the bastard.

    Her ex husband used to have access to seeing the little boy on every other Saturday and the boy would go away for the weekend & stay with dad.

    On these weekends Annabel & I used to go out for a drink or maybe a meal or the cinema. I used to go over to see her on Tuesday evenings for a few hours & then return home, go to bed & then work the next morning. After a few dates & Tuesday evenings Annabel started leaving this book hanging around, it had the title of something like "Looking after the Sex" & was not a pornographic book but a guide to relationships & sex. My dad & I were close & we worked together & he knew I was seeing Annabel, I told him about the book & he said "I think the young lady is trying to tell you something" & he suggested that I should be a bit less shy & more 'forward' with her, so gradually this happened.

    What really broke the ice was a night out drinking in Nottingham with Annabel one Saturday night. She was petite, around 8 stones in weight & rather pretty. She liked her glasses of wine & I was a steady beer drinker.

    We had been to 'The Olde Trip to Jerusalem Inn" which is Nottingham's oldest & most famous Inn, it dates back to the 1100's. Annabel was wearing tight straight legged ladies jeans & a lace top & I was wearing Chino's, those quite smart mens trousers that were fashionable in the 1980's. I had this idea & decided to take her across town to the Royal Hotel, there was a posh bar on the top floor called the Penthouse bar, we walked there in maybe fifteen minutes. When we got there, there were two brawny bouncers on the bottom floor entrance door. They would not allow Annabel in because she was wearing jeans! They gestured to me to go in but I said "no, not without my girlfriend". I said to them "come on, they are brand new unfaded & unmarked smart ladies jeans" but they would not let us in. The nearest decent Inn is maybe five minutes walk away. We headed off & it was then that Annabel informed me that she was really needing a wee. She had been hoping that we would walk straight into the Royal. I said to her "I wish you had told me, I would have had ammunition to argue with", I would have said to the bouncers that surely you can let a desperate lady in to urinate in the ladies room"! We cut down an alleyway & I could see that Annabel was now really struggling. She asked me if I would cover her. I didn't understand her, this was a first for me. She said just stand in front of me so I can squat & wee behind you. We waited for a quiet moment when nobody else was coming down & she said "now, turn around & face away from me". Within seconds I could hear her urine splattering on the pavement. I was soon aware of her bobbing up & down quickly behind me. OK, I'm done, lets get moving. The alley is on a slope & goes downhill, I looked around as we moved off & her wee was running nicely down the hill with a splashy area at the top, where her stream had hit the floor. I reckon she had pissed as much urine as I would have done. maybe more. She asked how far the Inn was, I said a couple of minutes & just around the corner, she said "oh thats OK but I might have to 'follow through in a few minutes".

    "Follow through"? "Yeah, she said, when I have been desperate & had a wee the next one comes soon after & is another big one"! We got to the Inn OK & I was soon in the toilet there, Annabel was in the ladies minutes after!

    On my twenty first birthday, I went over to stay with Annabel, I was invited to stay the night & made love with Annabel, I lost my virginity & it was the first time I saw a woman have a real orgasm.

    After a few months it went sour & believe it or not Annabel got back together with her former husband, I have never been so hurt before or since but I will never forget her, a little special :)

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  7. This throwing plastic cola bottles full of piss out of truck windows goes on here too, Egwalrus. The highways department workers do hate dealing with these, after all, it is pretty gross.

    I am pretty observant but as yet I have never seen a female lorry driver peeing alfresco. I guess they time their comfort stops better & in emergency pee in a wide necked bottle in the cab :wink:

  8. This is a true pee sighting I had in a layby on the a66 in the north of England .

    I was heading up to Scotland for work on morning around 7.30 one morning and was coming up to a layby and saw a woman walking round the front of her car and thought it odd so pulled in front and parked up.

    I just sat in the van and watched the woman through the mirrors she was middle aged medium build wearing a black skirt and top.

    She opened the passenger door and the rear door and my heart was racing she was standing with her legs apart in a high squat and starting to pee a very messy stream into the road drain and she must have been holding her knickers to the side she peed for what felt like ages and then sort of bent over and she must have wiped cos she poked the tissue down the drain and then closed the doors looked towards my van and then got in her car and drove off.

    I have come across this situation a few times, usually at Easter believe it or not heading towards the coast if the weather is OK. Have seen the odd woman heading up & down embankments on the M1 & M6 before in heavy traffic where they have been forced to pull over on the hard shoulder :rolleyes:

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  9. Also political demonstrations! I was in London during the 'May Day" demonstrations in 2001 that ended up with arrests & rioting, loads of people got blocked into Oxford Circus with no toilets, only the stairways down to the London Underground, which the police locked the gates into the stations to prevent us leaving. Loads of desperate girls by 9pm!

  10. Sporting events, particularly marathons & running events. The Great North Run, a half marathon here in England at Newcastle upon Tyne is legendary, 50,000 runners, many of them women desperate for portaloo's & leaving the queue to go & piss in the bushes. I travelled to the USA in 1995 & ran in the New York City marathon, plenty of desperate runners there too!

  11. This truthfully happened about two months ago. I usually walk to work, its about a mile each way & takes twenty minutes each way. I pass a Ford dealership, then a bus stop & a public house, then a bar & then walk along a small road along side the river Trent & some boat houses for ten minutes & then over the Trent on a bridge called 'Ladybay bridge' & then onto a trading estate to work. One evening I was going home, exactly the opposite to above. I had crossed Ladybay bridge & had walked along the river side & came to the bar. There was a slender & quite attractive woman hanging onto the fence outside the bar in an extremely drunk state! She then went crashing down onto the floor & was struggling to get up! I immediately assisted her & got her on her feet.

    A young male member of staff came out to see what was happening. She asked me to help her back inside, the bar staff was not going to allow this, "oh no you don't, I don't want her back, she is too drunk"... I asked him to call a taxi for her but he declined, saying that he had called one earlier & she refused to get into it (turned out that she had spent all her money).

    So..... I asked her to wait outside & I would go & get my car, I got quite tough with the bar man & demanded that he made sure that she was safe to wait & he started to become more helpful. thank God! He said OK, I will get another taxi so she & I waited in the doorway, me propping her up. I asked her for a name & she said 'Lorraine' & she just about was sober enough to give me an address. The taxi took ages, I never gave a thought to whether her bladder could be full. I got her in the back seat of the taxi & gave him her address. "Hold on a minute dude, are you coming with us, I am not leaving my car to get a drunk woman into a house"?

    So in i got. We got her to her home & I walked her to her front door. She was very grateful & got some money from the sideboard in her home but I declined it.. I told her to go & make some coffee & relax, I didn't want to go in a strangers house so I went back to the taxi. He was not a happy man, "who is paying the soiling fee'? What? I asked. She has urinated on the back seat, just look at it!

    It was a grey fabric seat that now had a large dark wet patch on it, she must have had a huge piss! The taxi driver continued "I can't work tonight now because of this!" Can't they give you another car? "No, its my own car".. OK how much, I asked. He phoned his employers & said 'it will be £50.00 please". I had no choice to pay this plus the fare & it cost me £58.00!

    In hindsight what I should have done is call an ambulance for her, they know how to care for paralytic drunk people. A lady friend of mine knows about what happened, I told her & she is an ex nurse & gave me the ambulance advice. She said that either Lorraine was so drunk that she completely lost control of her bladder or just as likely, was too embarrassed to say anything owing to it being difficult for a woman to get out & urinate alfresco. :eek:

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