Formyeyes

Sorry I haven't posted in ages! Life has been busy and bizarre. This is a shorter one but I hope you all enjoy none the less 

Haley: story 1 

Emily had gone to bed almost an hour prior, but Haley was still up at 11:45. Partially because of an after dinner espresso that was more caffeinated than she expected, and partially from getting lost in her online shopping. After a few more minutes of browsing online, Haley was beginning to get tired and realized that she should probably get some sleep. She also noticed that she had to pee from the espresso earlier that evening. Still wearing her pink skirt and blue tank top, Haley decided to quickly put on a red faux fur coat and slipped on a pair on black sandals. Dressed a bit warmer for the possible chill of an autumn night, she was ready to find somewhere to pee. 

Haley stepped out her door and wandered to the bridge down to the beach. "Well, at least it's not as cold as I thought it would be.." Haley said softly to herself "Still, being out as late as it is so close to Spirit's Eve is a bit... eerie". Haley found a bush just left of the bridge which looked like the best spot to hide. She wandered into the bush and slid her white panties down her legs, just to her knees "I suppose here's as good a place as any" she whispered as she squatted with her vagina facing the river. She let the sound of the soft wind through the leaves soothe her as she began to piss, just a small trickle at first. She peed for about five seconds before she heard a sudden shake from a tree and hastily stopped while holding her mouth not to scream from fear. Moments after the shaking continued, making her shiver as.. an owl flew out of the tree. "Hmmph! Stupid owl!" She blurted out, maybe a little louder than she meant to. A few seconds later Haley waited to make sure no one was walking nearby and then continued water the bush. She peed a steady stream for 30 more seconds and let out a small sigh of relief as her piss dribbled off. She then grabbed a leaf and wiped her pussy gently before pulling her panties back up. She walked out the bush and back home into bed. Emily was still asleep, Haley felt a little less anxious knowing her sister didn't hear her get up to go pee.

Maru: story 1

It was 5:00 when Maru was perched at the side of the lake by Leah's cabin, she loved the way the snow looked falling over the nearly frozen lake. Even though it was getting dark the snow still glistened under what light was left. Maru noticed not long after that it was getting dark enough to go back home before she'd have a hard time seeing the path ahead. As she stood up she felt her body shiver, even in a sky blue puffer jacket, grey beanie and her black wool pants. Maru also realized that she needed to pee, and should probably take the opportunity now before she risks freezing her ass off squatting in the snow at night. 

There were a lot of bushes that she could hide behind and water with her own golden stream, and one corner between two shrubs looked like the perfect spot to provide cover. She walked over and half squatted, preparing herself to expose as much as she had to. Maru's pants had a pull string which she untied slipping her pants and pastel green panties down to her knees. Her bushy vagina felt the cold winter air and Maru felt more aroused than she expected, something about the cold air blowing against her clit just made her feel so vulnerable and almost teased by her own scenario. She squatted just about five inches over the ground and within seconds, Maru let thick, steady stream spray onto the snow below her. She could hear the snow melting as her pee sounded more and more like it was splashing on the grass. She could see that snow around her boots was turning yellow as her piss was splashing all over it, occasionally splattering her boots too. After half a minute, Maru let the last bit of her pee drip out, used some snow to wipe her pee off her boots and pulled her pants back up and walked back home. 

Once Maru made it to town, just past Evelyn and George's house she thought to herself "damn it, I already have to pee again..". Knowing that the cold would only make it worse Maru decided to look for a place to pee, at this point it was nearly 8:00pm and most people were in their own homes. Not wanting to risk peeing on herself again, Maru looked at the river and had and idea. She walked over to the river bank over where Joja mart used to be. She turned away from the water standing on the edge, pulled her pants and panties down to her ankles this time, and safely leaned back. With some conviction, Maru peed another jet into the water below her, immediately hearing the loud splashing sound of her pee against surface. She felt her pussy warm up and drip little bits of piss down her legs. Maru pissed for about 20 seconds and saved the last bit for one last powerful jet so it didn't run down to her ankles. She let out one last spray of pee that last for 6 seconds into the water behind and below her, then pulled her pants back up, letting out a sigh of relief. On her walk back home she should about maybe going to the bath house before her next shift, she didn't want patients to smell that she had peed all over herself. 

Abigail: story 1 

Just after 3:00pm, while the sun was still out Abigail wanted to venture to the lake in the mountains to get some peace and solitude. It was a was just warm enough while it was still spring for Abigail to deviate from her usual jeans and jacket outfit and wear a white and green striped skirt with a black tank top, with a pair of white and pink striped panties to match. She also noticed that she had to pee, not desperately but noticeably, and that she'd have to find a spot to relieve herself before she actually reached the lake. Not wasting any time Abigail left her room behind Pierre's grocery store and hiked up to the mountain trail.

Up the hill from Pierre's Abigail saw the town community center and thought to herself "oh perfect! I can just pee behind there". She already knew of a couple bushes that both Abigail and Maru had watered before when Maru was reading on the bench outside the center. She passed the field in front of the town playground and walked behind the left side of the building, feeling the pressure beginning to mount in her bladder. Abigail found her spot behind a tree and took off her panties entirely first, leaving them on the left right side of the tree. She then squatted very low with her legs spread as wide apart as she could, her vagina very visible if anywhere were to walk past.

Leaning with her back against the tree trunk and both hands on both sides of her trimmed pussy, Abigail took a deep breathe in, and then out. On her exhale she let out a rushing stream of piss into the air, making a lovely 3 foot arc before loudly splashing onto the grass. Abigail's hands began to feel warm when she noticed she was accidentally pissing on her own fingers, too. As a nervous reaction she pulled her hands away but didn't actually mind the feeling, to her it just felt like running her hands under a warm sink. A few drops of her pee were splattering against the inside of her thighs too, which she secretly enjoyed the sensation of, making her want to masturbate when she was done. 20 seconds later Abigail's stream trailed off, she could smell the salt in her piss now covering the grass before her. She put her panties back on and walked back to the trail like nothing had happened. Maybe later she'd test her skill and distance again into the lake..

Robin: story 1 

Robin was at her work desk looking over the blueprints for a design for a wicker chair she'd never built before. It looked easy enough in theory, if tedious to keep weaving that much fiber. She noticed that the best wood to work with would be pine, for its elasticity in comparison to other trees that grew nearby . Before long she collected her axe, wrote a quick letter on a sticky note that read "be back by 2:00, gone woodcutting" and packed an apricot and some tomato juice for her hike to the quarry west of her home. 

The mountains in summer were especially bright and hot, as most of the path surrounding the lake was clear of trees, and there was very little shade to protect yourself from the sun. Robin took a few sips of tomato juice but saved most of it she could for when she was actually working and would really need it. Once she had reached the west shore of the lake she decided it would probably be a good idea to pee before she began cutting. There were a few bushes off near the bridge to the quarry that served as a perfect rest stop, Robin walked over to behind one of the bushes and put her axe and backpack down on the grass. She then unzipped and pulled her pants and underwear down to her knees, squatting fairly low to the ground facing a bush. Once her feet got into a comfortable place she let her body relax and a jet of piss poured from between her thighs onto the leaves in front of her. Robin let out a sigh of relief as her pee hissed out of her vagina and splashed very audibly against the leaves. After 20 seconds of watering the bushes she pulled a dry leaf from the same bush, gently wiped she last few drops off and pulled her pants back up, collecting her things and continuing to the quarry. 

Even though the quarry had a lot of wild trees growing through, it was lacking any pine trees. Robin was annoyed but not completely discouraged. She decided that using maple wood would work fine, but first she ate the apricot she brought with her and then finished her tomato juice. She found a maple tree just off the path and began her first few strikes against the trunk with her axe. It was exhausting work but she was making fast progress. Unfortunately though, she noticed that with each swinging motion, she needed to pee more and more. "Not now, just let me finish this" Robin thought to herself, and within 14 strikes brought the tree down. The sound of tree falling and crashing was especially loud against the rocks in the quarry and startled Robin, making her almost wet herself. With her hand still holding her crotch out of desperation, Robin walked off the path behind one of the boulders nearby. This time she dropped her pants and panties to her ankles immediately upon unzipping them, and without hesitating Robin peed on the gravel in front of her feet still standing. She listened to the loud hiss again as her bushy ginger pussy was completely out in the open, taking in the sun and pissing as much she could. She peed a 3 foot spray in front of her for 30 long, blissful seconds, enjoying every moment of marking her territory. Once she had left a truly impressive wet spot on the gravel, Robin once again pulled her pants back up and walked back over to the tree she had felled and came to harvest. She chuckled to herself "maybe next time I'll actually some more harvesting done rather than just piss everywhere" knowing that was partially a lie.

A while ago my partner introduced me to the game Stardew Valley, a game about moving to a small town, starting your own farm and integrating into the town community. One detail we both noticed however is that in this town your character moves into, no one has a bathroom. Every character has schedules and homes to go back to but their homes' bathrooms are just non existent. The only exception I could find was the town bath house, which has three bathroom stalls in the change rooms, but surely not every resident walked across town every time they had to pee, right? I brought this up to my partner who doesn't have a peeing kink but is occasionally comfortable with pissing on/in front me. They mentioned that they noticed the lack of facilities, too, and that in a few cutscenes your character and others just seem.. wander out of the bushes and stumble onto a random conversation or friendly encounter. We thought it over and concured that everyone in town must just be pissing outside in bushes or maybe even the rivers when they're off screen, like it's just normal and expected to pee outside in this town... and how could I ignore a writing prompt like that. 

So I'm going to try writing a few peeing scenarios that I imagined must have happened in this otherways sleepy little town. I'll also be posting a fan art portrait every time I introduce a character to these stories for visual reference and to be honest. For those that have played Stardew Valley, consider this a wet and erotic on-going fanfiction of the townsfolk and their pee adventures in the Valley. For those who haven't, you can still enjoy this as just a public pee diary of a town without regularly available toilets. 

Last week I went to visit with my partner (long distance) for the first time in about a month. Needless to say, we'd really missed each other. The first day we visited we made dinner together, went on a walk through a couple parks in the neighbourhood and ended up in bed pretty early all things considered.

Because we hadn't seen each other in a while it goes without saying we got to making love pretty much as soon as our bodies touched her mattress. For about half an hour I was behind her on our sides, penetrating her in between slow strokes and speeding up to keep her momentum going. Very suddenly.. she leaned her face down on the pillow. I didn't know what that meant but it was same face she makes when she's being submissive in other BDSM scenarios. That's when it hit me, literally. Without warning, a hot, strong gush of pee flowed out of her pussy. For context, pissing isn't actually one of my partner's fetishes. She's expressed comfort with a few things like watching her pee outside but hadn't felt comfortable with anything relating to golden showers up until this point. I was still inside her at the time, and to my understanding very few female bodied people can pee while having sex. It rushed over my cock for a good forty seconds as I sped up and came inside her still warm and soaking from her piss. We had actually meant to take off the bed sheet and flip the mattress but we both ended up falling asleep in the afterglow, so we slept the entire night soaked in her piss! 

The next morning we woke up and just cuddled, lying in her puddle for half an hour before getting up. She said that she suddenly felt the need to pee and had maximum three minutes before she was going to burst. She took into account the time to put on clothes as she has roommates and the distance from her bedroom to the bathroom and ultimately decided "I hope you enjoy, love.. cause this is happening". Gods I hope to get a chance to relive that. I'd never been pissed on while penetrating anyone vaginally before and will gladly do it again ;)

Recently my partner and I met up in her home town (long distance but 3 years going really well with visits often :)) which is a bigger city than where I live and can at times become a bit overwhelming. One of our favourite things to do while we're visiting is to find somewhere outside, preferably forested, smoke a bit and just chat about whatever and catch up. We often have lots to share with our visits being regular, but still every two or three weeks, which can at times mean that we're out for hours at a time and usually both of us have to pee while we're out.

Now here's where it would seem there is a trickster god toying with sex life. My gf isn't into peeing as a fetish but has a bladder disorder where she'll go from completely fine to outright desperate in a matter of two minutes. On this occasion we were out in a park not more than 10 minutes away from her house. It was getting to be just past midnight so I asked if we should be heading back home soon. She said that we should be she had to pee first. Where we were I saw a couple trees that would be pretty hidden if she wanted some privacy. I pointed them out but to my surprise she said "actually it's safer to pee somewhere in the light" I inquired as to why out of a genuine curiosity, I had until now thought it wouldn't have been the complete opposite. She explained that unfortunately it isn't common but sometimes there are scary people in the parks and if you need to scream it's better to be somewhere someone can easily see you, especially when more exposed when you could appear as an "easy target". That was.. actually really good advice for her home town. Where I live is far less populated and if you were to need to cry for help it might be a while, possibly too late before someone hears. But where my girlfriend lives there's usually someone out at all hours pretty much within shouting distance wherever you go as long as it's not in the thick of a really forested park. 

I said I could meet her under a lamppost on the path back home if that'd make her more comfortable to which she replied "to be honest I'd rather you keep watch if that's okay..". I was more than happy to oblige, of course :). We were on the side of a field between two residential streets in a park that was a soccer field, a locked bathroom building (lucky for me) and a water instillation that only went off during the day. She walked not far off to between a bush and a fence about fifteen feet from a street lamp. With no one clearly in sight she dropped her pants and panties to her knees and squatted with we pussy nearly touching the ground. I kept an eye out on both sides of the nearest sidewalk for about seven seconds before I heard a splash against the ground and a relieved sigh. I kept alternating between where I was watching, occasionally getting little glimpses of her warm river beaming out of her urethra. She's mentioned that she isn't quite comfortable with noticeably being watched pissing but doesn't take issue if I see it and enjoy it in public. Her stream ran with a hiss for about forty seconds before tricking off. There was a visible shine from her puddle in the light, even on the grass at night. 

On the way back home my girlfriend mentioned that she's gotten a bit more adventurous with her outdoor peeing habit. For a long time her association with her bladder control made her think of peeing herself as pretty much an automatic turn off for most guys but without that anxiety noticed that she got really aroused from the first gush of piss after holding it in for a long time, especially somewhere outside, though not for the thrill of being caught. The day after I walked her back from work and we both got makeup on for a show at a bar nearby. She first went into the bathroom, pulled down her pants, sat down on the toilet and I discretely made my way of out view before she said "you can come in and get started if you want". So there I was putting on gothic makeup in a mirror in which I can clearly see the reflection of partner peeing. Her stream once again had a very loud hiss to it and she let it out for some thirty seconds. Really good introduction to my partner further exploring her exhibitionisms :).

Hello again! 

Apologies that it's been ages since I've posted. Life has been somewhat frantic and kept me distracted for a while. Regardless this is part 3 of the hiking trip!

On day 3 when we woke up we got camp packed up as early as we could, as mentioned we didn't make our goal in distance the day before so we had an extra five kilometres to catch up on. One girl, Shannon, was decently afraid of heights and first part of the trail, sure enough, is a giant ladder. Specifically about 40 steps, slanted with the hill so it /felt/ less dangerous anyways. Shannon made it about 30 steps before she began to have a mild panic attack and we did what we could to verbally get her through it. She made it up, let herself cry for about two minutes hugging someone in the group she had known previously and was okay to continue onwards. We felt awful for her but she managed really well in spite of everything... which was when I had one of those brief moments of thinking to myself "wow, you can be a bit of a sadist...". The thought had crossed my mind that before she was actually in an actual panic attack, it would have been reeeally hot had she just started wetting her hiking shorts part way up the ladder. She was really tall, at least 6 feet easily and pretty thin so I imagined it would probably just drip from the bottom of her shorts into a proper stream and splash over the ladder for whoever was walking under her, wishing I had chosen to do so and climb after she already part way up. A bit of a malecious thought I admit, but intensely erotic as well.

After we had all we reached the top we hiked up the hillside through the woods for about three kilometres. The woods were mostly densely populated by Douglas fir and pines and there were sword fern on each side of the trail practically anywhere you go. Out of everything we had seen of the coast and the woods, this was the area that at the time most reminded me of something that you would find in a Tolkien novel. There were a couple more ladders and staircases on the path, none like that first one though. Not long after we reached something of a break in the trail at the beggining of a boardwalk that was mercifulfully more even grounded than the hillside. The boardwalk itself stretched out between gravel covered ground for about four kilometres. Needless to say some of our bladders were getting restless at that point. The ground off the boardwalk was mostly safe to walk over. There were a few moss covered areas that actually had 4 or 5 inches of waters just barely below it but if you were cautious you could walk between them easily enough. I found a spot out of sight from the boardwalk by one of said mossy ponds. I let my stream run against the ground, noticing the puddle running towards the pond that had a ripple coming towards me that barely showed through the moss. Even though it was isolated enough, I couldn't help but imagine the ripple was from another girl, hopefully Natalie peeing into the same body of water. Squatting down and just letting go, careless of if anyone should see her. On the walk back to the boardwalk I did hear what sound like a small river. There wasn't any running water where we were so it would have been to have been another member of my group relieving themselves. Low and behold Sam pops up and as I'm walkin back I can vaguely see the outline of her standing back up and pulling her shorts up. I walked back and imagined her barely thinking her shorts barely pulled down, squatting over a pond and watching her stream dance over the moss and splash against the water it was growing over. Once we had all returned we continued on the trail for another 7 or so kilometres, I can't remember exactly. Those two memories in particular seemed worth sharing, hope to write the next chapter soon 🙂

On day two we woke up and started our trek nearly immediately after taking down our campsite. Before we left a couple people used the outhouse but I was not there :/. Once we were all gathered we started walking, the beggining of the trail was just walking across the beach which was beautiful. The mostly stone and pebble shores were continuesly rustling with with waves, which would occasionally hit a driftwood log and splash maybe twelve feet in the air. We took a break two kilometers on the beach and put our bags down.

I quickly walked off the beach into the grass on the edge of the forest. I wasn't too visible to anyone, I think it was pretty obvious why I left though. I watered a tall, grassy bush nearby and noticed a figure somewhat duck nearby. I looked for a little more detail and saw that she was a short woman with a red ponytail. I recognized her, Sam was a member of our group who'd had a bit more experience in the woods, and it showed it the way she squatted. She was low down with her ass nearly touching the ground, pointing her vagina towards a bush. I could see a bit of a splash but no real stream. I vaguely heard her pissing iver the waves and saw her pull her shorts back up. I began to walk back and we crossed paths when I apparently startled her "oh! Sorry you just snuck up on me" she said, she had a freckled, particularly pixie like face, with brown eyes that had a very feint green inner ring near her pupils. it's all good" I said in reply, I had basically walked between a bush and a tree pushing them out of place to get back to the beach. "I think we're leaving soon, just had to wander off umm.. Into the grass. Same as you I suspect." she said and we joined the rest. 

We didn't make it as far as we had hoped, which meant the day after was going to be longer than expected. I walked over to the outhouses with a couple others including Natalie. She went last and everyone else went back to camp. I stayed with her, we had actually got along so it wasn't strange or obvious. She went into the outhouse and let a stream of pee spray all across the sides on the inside of the toilet. It dripped down in a spread and got heavier near a "center" if you will from the bottom of the outhouse. She walked out and we walked back to camp together, there were ten of us and three tents so Natalie and I shared a tent that night eith a two other people. In the night she moved her left arm over my chest and half cuddled me for warmth in her sleep, I just let her half spoon me with my one hand on my sleeping bag and the other under my pillow. I kept to myself that I imagined her pissing against me in the night ;).

A few years ago I went on a hiking trio with nine other people. We went on a trail that in total takes at least eight days to travel but most do it in ten, we did so in eight. The trail itself was thick, part of it was overgrown, deep in the wildrrness and of course far away from any plumbing. This is part 1 of my personal "pee diary" of the trip, I'm yet to see how many as I'm just writing as many encounters as I remember from the trip. I'm also using fake names as I don't want to break anyone's concent and honestly just don't remember everyone's names. Anyways, on to the journey!

When we first arrived the trailhead had a cabin for a briefing you start the trip. It was one of those trails where you actually have to call ahead and reserve how many people are in your party due to the amount of space at the campsites. Most of our briefing was instructions on if you encounter wildlife or natural disasters but they did have a segment on the outhouses on the trail and when there wasn't an outhouse nearby. The guide was a short, noticeably cute blonde girl who explained that after using one of the outhouses you're supposed to scoop in a cup of wood shavings too. The outhouses weren't dug into the ground, they were up about ten feet and you had to climb a later to use one. Under the outhouses were just nets and the umm.. Remains. Regardless I imagined that'd lead to seeing one or two pee streams when waiting in line, but I'm getting ahead of myself ;). She also explained that on the trail we're advised to step fifteen feet away from the trail to pee and that we're "going to have an interesting time peeing" on parts of the trail. Some of was on boardwalk and if you had to pee you just peed off the edge. Once we were done she wished us the best of luck and we were on our way.

The first day we only hiked eight kilometers, on the way we stopped every about kilometer and a half for a break two to five minute break. The first half of the trail was uo the side of a mountain, covered in cedar and pine forests. On the first break one girl who I'll call Natalie had to pee. She was about five foot eight, had straight hair halfway down her back and carribean and egyptian mixed hair and skin tones. She in fact did not step fiften feet away and just walked ofd about four feet behind a bush and squatted down. She was still in sight about neck up but I tried not to visibly look in her direction. Almost immediately as she got into position we could all hear her peeing against the grass. Her stream hissed from her pussy for about thirty seconds and she stood back up and pulled up her shorts. Another member or our group advised her maybe to stand further away next time as /all/ of us could hear her peeing. She said it didn't look like there was really anyone else, we were on the side of the mountain, it wasn't like she could really wander off that far. We continued as I hid my raging hard on to the best of my capability.. Probably failing.

The next encounter was when we first set up camp. I and two other girks explored further down the beach from the campsite to find the outhouse. It was exactly as described, raused above tge ground, ladder and all. One girl went first, she closed the door and about twenty seconds later the other girl and I saw the stream. She began to giggle and I played along, acting as if this was umm... Yeah just awkward and funny to me haha.. She peed for about twentt seconds and the stream trickled off. I went next and didn't hear if there was any comment from inside. The other girl went next and almost immediatly we saw a force stream from the bottom of the outhouse over what mostly just looked like woodchip pile. The other girl who peed commented that you really could see all but her actual vagina. I concurred and said I could see how that'd be somewhat weird which she mentioned we'll probably get used to soon. I was hapoy to hear that, I certainly wasn't complaining. 

I can't remember any more significant enouncter from the first day. For now I hope this serves as a nice intro, I'll be posting part 2 soon 🙂

At one point my girlfriend came to visit which unfortunately couldn't happen often with us living in diffirent cities. For a little bit of context she actually has a bladder issue which makes her desperately have to pee at random times and this has come up as an issue more than once. She's not into watersports at all but is willing to pee in front of me either at home or public, as you can imagine any time we go out is a bit of a thrill.. We were walking home drunk from a visit with her family that lives in my hometown and most of the walk home was either complete woodlands or suburbs. We walked past the woods first at around midnight were just chatting and pretending not to be secretely still drinking in public. Once we got to the more subarban part of town we sat down on a field for a little contemplating if we're in a safe place to have sex in public, a kink that we both share. Turns out that was not the case so we figured we'd just head home where it's warmer anyways. Before she got up she asked if I could do her a favour. We were drinking a two liter of blackberry cider that between the two of us was about a quarter full and she suddenly had to pee like I've never seen her before. She asked if I could scout out a bush and see if it was hidden enough for her to go without being seen by anyone else. The bush led to a little soft patch that would be /perfect/ for a woman to squat over and pee on, very ladylike and all that poshness. I marked the spot myself personally leading into another kink I'll go into more detail at another time, but regardless I then returned to see my love squatting and pissing right on a building for safe coverage from prying eyes. She looked up to me and said "I couldn't hold it.. Enjoy" and smiled playfully. She finished with one last hiss, pulled up her shorts and her fishnets which I will mention is for some reason a wondorously erotic wardrobe for outdoor peeing adventures and followed me to the sidewalk back home. While walking away I looked up to see a wooden cross and got a beautiful mental awakening, my punk girlfriend was pissing on a church and gave so few fucks she didn't even notice... I find this intensely erotic and hilarious at the same time. The ironic part is that I don't have any religious bias at all as long as you're tolerant but somehow that just seemed too perfect of a visual I didn't even know I was witnessing