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Oh wait, I do have a picture of the aftermath of the wicker basket incident. It doesn't look huge, but much of the pee just ran down through the slots.

Since you so beautifully recommended it, I did release a full bladder finally. From all of you, I have learned the trick of moving an item, pissing underneath and replacing the item. So I was chilling out on the back deck at the friend's place, having filled my bladder up again for the umpteenth time today. Releasing my full bladder seemed exciting but scary. I spotted a wicker basket with some gardening tools and pots, and moved it out of the way. I was inches away from the downstairs window and also had a slight sightline to the neighbour, who was setting up a barbecue. I e

Still at the friend's place, I kept eyeing a storage shed. It was bigger than the shed I had already used, which was more like a big cupboard. This storage space I knew to have a couple of rooms and very inviting wooden floors. I was hanging around in the garden, trying to decide on anything else than the storage shed. But the longer I waited, the more desperate and horny I became. So I finally decided to take my chances. I opened the door and felt the excitement in my stomach. I couldn't linger in the expectation, because the longer I stayed, the more likely I would be spotted.

At the friend's yard, I found more opportunities for clandestine peeing. It feels so exciting to be indoors with other people all the while knowing that when the need strikes, you will just head outside instead of using the toilet. This time, several outdoor rugs got watered. By the back door, by the porch steps, anything meant to withstand the elements. At some point, I also went in the shed as I'd done on a previous day. The covered balcony seemed very exposed, but when I realised it had a kind of carpeting and loose rugs on top, I couldn't help myself. I folded the rug to th

Had some outdoor fun while attending meetings on my headset. Walked around a park, stopping to pee on a log, in the middle of the path and by straddling a park bench (in the picture). Later, went on some stairs, rocks and behind changing rooms at a football pitch while some people were playing. I wish I could release my full bladder wherever the need strikes, but that seems so risky. Small 10 or 15-second pees here and there seem easier to get away with.

Actually, it became 3 perfect last pees. 🤣 As I finally left that spot, I saw the lights on in the downstairs room right next to the backdoor. So other people had really been only a meter or two away as I went in the doormat. Oops. 😃

I've been drying off now, seated on a wooden chair with my skirt out if the way, but I couldn't resist one last pee before people notice my absence. I realised anybody could now arrive here at any moment, so visible puddles were out of the question. But the plastic outdoor mat in front of the back door sure looked inviting. So I stood with my back against the back door and released once more. I had thought myself empty, but I could still go for about 10 blissful seconds. It felt absolutely amazing to let out my piss there where people might walk in just a few minutes. It also sounded hot

Oh, I almost forgot, I also went in the shed. There was quite a run-down shed in the yard. It appeared to be in use but rarely. There was so much stuff that I could only just get in. There would not have been room to squat, but I could just get one leg in and the other one on the threshold and go.

Another beautiful summer day and I was at a friend's house. So much wooden decking it is almost as if they are daring me to piss everywhere. 😄 In my usual style, I sported a skirt without underpants. While the others were inside, I headed to the outdoor area with its abundance of wood. I couldn't just go right in the middle where a puddle might be seen, so I stood in a lovely strategic spot behind an outdoor dining table where the puddle would not be as obvious. Legs spread and some sweet release. I did a few more small pisses around before finally heading down to the edge of the y

Finally, I got back home and was both turned on and still eager to pee more. The toilet would surely not do on such a lovely day, but I didn't want to make a big mess either. So, I thought, how about the dishwasher? I opened the lid and straddled it. For a while, I felt quite weird about what I was going to do, but finally I let go of the hold in my bladder and started slowly letting my stream flow onto the dishwasher lid. The sentiment was odd, like going to the toilet right in your kitchen, but also very exciting. Steadily the pee flowed onto the lid until I was finally empty. The

As I headed off, I noticed there was quite a but more liquid left in my bladder. I headed into the back yard where there is a small park with a path. I looked around, spread my legs a bit and released some pee on the path. Then I noticed two young women approaching on scooters some 20 -30 meters away. Quickly, I closed by legs, kind of stood on the puddle and looked at my phone to distract from what I had been doing. Fortunately, they drove by, so I respread and peed a bit more right there. Still not spent, I headed to look for a new spot. I settled on the driveway to the apartment

Summer is here again and so is outdoor fun! A few days ago I decided to drink a bit more water than usual, wear a dress with no underwear and head out to the yard shared by several apartments. As usual, I was looking for a place to pee, walking around the yard. I had a spot in mind, but as I approached it, there was already a man there, hanging out. In another potential direction, there were some other people. I was getting quite desperate at this point. I could have gone in the grass somewhere pretty easily, but I wanted to hear my piss hitting the surface. So I headed to a

Oh yes please, I'll give and receive. Receiving is the best and anywhere is nice. I love it best on my face because the skin there is so sensitive, but back and breasts and arms are also awesome. If it is lovely and diluted, I'll take it in my mouth too, but am not very keen on swallowing. I also kind of enjoy being clothed and seeing a top turn dark with pee. When it comes to giving, I'll go anywhere the recipient wants. 😃 And I don't need to know the person well for either of these, as long as everybody agrees on the narrative. To me, nonchalance and even domination can be hot

I did this once with a partner. I think we were at a cafe or maybe a museum, some kind of a public place anyways. He needed a pee and I wanted to join him in the bathroom. It was a men's bathroom with no urinals but 2 or 3 cubicles. When we entered, no one else was there, so we both got into the cubicle. I stood behind or rather to his side with us both facing the toilet while he unzipped his jeans. I grabbed his penis and tried to sort of pull back the foreskin. He started pissing and it went a bit all over the place. I was aiming at the toilet - honest - but had never done this before.

Funny, I cannot remember which exactly was my first time receiving a golden shower either (just like I couldn't remember if the one I wrote about giving was the first one or just one of the first), but this is one of the first: It was again with a man I met through a kinky site. This was summertime and we headed to his summer cottage. It was an old log cabin with a porch and a lovely yard leading down to a lake, complete with a typical small wooden pier that led into the lake. Oh and crucially, there were no sightlines from any neighbouring houses. Now, we spent several hours there,