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I have seen many times girls or couples getting up from the tables and leaving the pub after consuming quite a lot of beer/lager or whatever and just leave without going to the toilet and I think to myself how far will they get before really feeling the need to pee, although they probably do already. It fascinates me when I see that and I do believe they do this just for the sheer pleasure of holding their pee and perhaps finding some discreet place where they can pee outside. It is much more fun than using the pub toilets. I have discreetly followed some girls at a safe distance and watching

Great conversation Alfresco, well done for seizing the opportunity that presented itself, but by all accounts for you she sadly doesn't see this as an interesting, exciting or naughty activity as you and I do..

I just love 'real' experiences, they add authenticity and excitement to the read. Thank you Sammilove for sharing that, I can easily imagine your thoughts, sensations and all that you went through.

How many of you guys and galls when leaving the pub or club purposely not go to the toilet before you leave, even though after all the drinking you are definitely feeling (and enjoying) the need to pee? What ideas or pleasures go through your mind at that point?

Sweets, that is so lovely of you to share your story here with us, It puts everything about holding pee into true perspective. I feel so sorry that you suffer in the ways you describe. Its still lovely to have you in our community for all that, and I still wish you pleasure from it. Hugs and Kisses

The idea of your enjoying that pleasure Sophie does wonderful things for me, truly! Kisses...

Just curious to know the height of your bin? My imagination is struggling a bit!! Or perhaps your compost is not in a bin......? I must say have never thought of the beneficial effect of pee on compost, my compost bin is just round the corner from my workshop so not nearly so far to take the contents of my workshop container in future! Thanks for the idea....

Plenty I assure you!! I had to set a good example... xx

There were hundreds of people milling around as the bars closed their doors promptly at 10.00pm. No-one felt inclined to just go home but enjoyed walking along the lower promenade taking in the atmosphere. There were couples and small groups walking together, many with cans of drink, drinking as they walked along. There were couples, including a respectable well dressed couple in their thirties, carrying pints from the pub, finding low walls to sit on and enjoy their last pint as they watched the crowds pass by. I have to say I had my eye on these people especially as surely they would be in t

So the story gets under way, but it actually starts on the train going down to Brighton from the Midlands. Those who read my tales know how I delight in being in the company of a lady who is very much holding her pee and badly needs to go. My train to London was cancelled due to a fatality on the line and two trains were combined. Evenso passenger numbers were very light and I found myself in a triangle with two ladies, all separated by 2 metres. We had all been drinking coffees and teas, and the bottle of gin in one lady's bag looked very tempting as we had suffered so much delay. To my keenl

After Alfresco’s various reports I had big expectations of my own great night of sightings in Brighton, and I have to say they were realised in full and beyond! Before I give the detailed account let me give a brief over-view of my delights and observations of the fantastic evening. I had made sure the weather forecast was for a dry evening so everyone would be out. They were out in large numbers, young people and right up to middle aged. There was hardly anyone who wasn’t drinking, it’s such a social thing to do when you are out with someone at particularly in the evening, or together in

I totally understand Sophie, its not something you can force if you're not in the mood, certainly. On the other hand if one is online here, one is usually in, or close to being, in the mood.....

What time is the next such meeting? I (and others I'm sure) would love to be with you and share the experience/sensation..... I think this is what chat here is really for!

So sorry to hear that, we all wish you well and to get back to your exciting life here again very soon.

Sophie, the picture you are painting for us here is really exciting to contemplate! You are definitely on my invite list for the upcoming ball!!

Reminds me of the time I went on a long hack on horseback through lovely Derbyshire countryside; I was so desperate to pee and only half way round!! Somehow I managed to stem the flow, there was nowhere to relieve myself in the company of guys and gals so holding was the only option, made hard with the constant motion of the horse! I had no idea my bladder could hold so much when I eventually dismounted and went discretely behind the stable block! Everyone realised where I had gone but I had no option. I guessed some of the girls might have been in the same situation too...

I realise this is an old post but one that I really loved got me going!

Another lovely female who has come out of the shadows and found true joy in this fascinating pleasure of ours! Welcome Eliminature, and enjoy....

Sophie, I love that concept very much. I have been to enjoy VIP suites at the races when all the ladies are so dressed up to impress, but after a few pre-lunch drinks and much wine during the meal all those lovely ladies are usually bursting for a pee under those lovely dresses; and when there is a queue for the ladies the sensation is heightened further!

That description absolutely does it for me! I can just imagine the pleasure in each of those sensations, as well as relieving the original nice and compelling urge to pee in your swimsuit, which of course is also a pleasure

That description sent me over the top.... Its just as I truly love it! Thank you so much for your beautiful description of the whole experience Sophie, you're special!

I'm surprised how easy it is sometimes to strike up a conversation with a stranger (it takes care and skill to do it) and find they are so willing to start to talk about peeing, sometimes in a curious way, sometimes showing an undiscovered passion in the subject. Love of peeing is the most undiscovered and unrealised pleasure on the planet, yet it is so freely available to all. I will encourage anyone who I think might be interested to dip their toe in the water, like the memorable conversation I had (which I described here) with that lovely lady at the german beer stand, the pub without any t

I can easily imagine that sensation, I know that from my evenings at festivals, standing at the bar ordering the next pint and realising I am actually peeing in my shorts without intending to pee at that moment. When its quite dark and I'm in black shorts it doesn't really matter anyway, just adds to the fun!

Sophie, You have said ask anything, so here's my question... I spent some time recently in your home city, which I haven't visited for some time. I recalled all the lovely hidden alleyways tucked away in and around the city centre of which there are so many. I was just wondering if at any stage in your life you have used them to relieve yourself during/after a night out? They are so hidden and just perfect for slipping off the main areas for a quick much needed pee. I would love to thing I have peed in your own pee-steps!

I was in a large UK city late one Friday evening with plenty of partying and drinking, expecting towards the end of the evening to find plenty of girls having to hold their pee and some desperately needing to find somewhere to relieve themselves towards the end of the night. There is one concealed location I know linked to an underpass that is always awash with liquids, even in the driest of weather, and I kept an eye out for anyone heading in its direction. It wasn't long before I was aware of one young lady making her way in a very determined fashion along the pavement and heading down the