First pee memory or memories

[ukpeegirl86 3,031]

The first time I remember peeing somewhere other than the toilet I'd have been about 6 years old. A group of neighbourhood kids all used to play on a playing field behind a nearby school. It was the summer holidays and we had all been out most of the day. I always used to go home before the older kids and once I was in my mum didn't let me out again. I held it for ages because I wanted to stay outside with the others but it got to the point I knew I had to go very soon but if I went home to use the toilet I'd be staying there. I said to my friend Suzy who was a year or two older than me I was going home as I needed the toilet and I remember her telling me to follow her, she'd take me to the toilet so I could still play out. I followed her behind a building which the school used to store lawn mowers and maintenance equipment. I can remember feeling really confused and asking her why we were there as she had said she was taking me to the toilet. She told me to just go there as she did whenever she needed to go. The realisation was dawning on me that she expected me to wee on the ground. I remember getting quite upset and I think there may have been some tears, but Suzy reassured me it was okay. She told me to take my knickers off completely and lift my dress up out of the way. She showed me how to squat with my legs wide open, leaning against the wall for support. As desperate as I was by then I just couldn't go. Suzy asked me if I wanted her to go first if I wasn't sure how to do it. She squatted a few feet further along with her back to the wall as she'd showed me how to. She began to wee and looked across at me, still squatting in position holding my dress at my waist. She told me it was okay and we wouldn't get into trouble. I remember her wee spraying a lot. She finished peeing and walked over to me telling me it was my turn and reassuring me it was okay to go to the toilet there and we wouldn't get into any trouble. She stood next to me and I began to wee. It felt like I was going forever and my stream ran across the concrete yard and formed a puddle the other side. Suzy giggled and said I must feel better for that. I put my knickers back on and we went back to join the others. 

[vpw 824]

I posted my experience on another thread. I grew up in India where peeing outdoor for ladies was an accepted norm even though the society in general was tight ass prudes stuck in Victorian era morality and hypocrisy. However it was very normal to see a lady squatted and doing her best to be discreet at bus stands, parking lots etc. especially during large gatherings. It never ever raised my curiosity till at twelve I came across the very pretty young woman peeing at a picnic spot. She had just gone inside some bushes in the middle of the ground but being winters the vegetation was sparse so basically no privacy in the bright afternoon sun. I noticed her leave her group and head for the bushes and go inside. That got my interest somehow as I had seen the young woman with her group earlier and she was quite a stunner to look at and from her clothing I could make out she was newly married.

I decided to do a casual walk by the bushes and as I approached I saw her quickly undo her lowers and lower herself down to a squat. As I got closer I noticed she was squatted low to the ground with her legs spread wide and at the distance I was in, everything was fully visible and it was a sight thats forever etched on my mind forty years back and probably introduced me to the exciting world of female outdoor pee. It was the first time I had a full female anatomy lesson and that too from a very pretty young woman. She had a totally unshaved and very hairy pussy and because of the way she was squatted with her legs spread wide her source of pee was all visible shooting out from the long strands of hair that was already drenched. 

 

 

[Eliminature 5,209]

Some of you might be interested in how I learned to pee standing up as a female. Well, it was my male playmate who taught me.

Aged around five or so, we were playing in the street, kicking a ball around, and I suddenly announced that I needed a wee and I turned to go back into my house and use the bathroom. My friend ran after me asking "Do you want to have a wee in my garden?" I wasn't so sure. I had weed outside before but only with an adult holding me. I hadn't tried to do it myself before. "I don't think I can," I replied to my friend. "Only if I'm held." I remember feeling a bit upset that this would make me look less tomboyish than I wished. "Don't worry," said my friend. "I'll show you how to do a standing up wee." Well, I was kind of intrigued by this so I agreed.

I went with my friend to an alcove - not really his garden, but close to it - where the bins, plant pots and wood for the fences etc were kept. At his suggestion, we positioned ourselves on either side of the alcove, facing each other so I could copy him. He had suddenly decided that he needed a wee when I had announced my own need. He instructed me to pull my shorts and underwear down to my feet, like him, stand with my feet a small distance apart and slightly bend my knees outward. I could have easily peed like that actually, but he then said "Now you hold it, like this" and aimed himself. I wasn't sure how to go about that - and I was absolutely busting by this point! I decided just to place my fingers down there and hope for the best. Difficult to explain, but with his encouragement, I finally managed to get my fingers into a position where I could be sure that I wouldn't wet my clothes or shoes. We then both weed.

"See? You can do it!" he said brightly. This was my first time and to my amazement, it worked! The stream came out just like his and my clothes didn't get wet. You can imagine just how chuffed I felt! He told me to bounce up and down slightly to shake and then we pulled our clothes up and went back to our ball game.

I just remember thinking "Why did no one ever teach me how to do that before? I can do it just as well as a boy." I carried on doing this and got better with practice. As a teenager, I was bullied into sitting like the other girls at school. However, when I reached the age of eighteen and moved out of my parents' home, I got back into it and I've never looked back.

[speedy3471 10,655]

1 hour ago, Eliminature said:

I just remember thinking "Why did no one ever teach me how to do that before? I can do it just as well as a boy." I carried on doing this and got better with practice. As a teenager, I was bullied into sitting like the other girls at school. However, when I reached the age of eighteen and moved out of my parents' home, I got back into it and I've never looked back.

Iam sorry to hear that you were bullied into sitting again. Very glad to hear you started doing what you like to do, you've cleary mastered the art of pissing while standing lol

[Eliminature 5,209]

21 hours ago, speedy3471 said:

Iam sorry to hear that you were bullied into sitting again. Very glad to hear you started doing what you like to do, you've cleary mastered the art of pissing while standing lol

Thank you, Speedy. Yes. I do prefer it this way. 

It was a drag being bullied into sitting down, but those days are behind me now. ☺ Kids can be cruel. 

[Mr_Slash 99]

Like so many of us here, I find the origins of my love of peeing (both watching the opposite sex peeing and them watching me pee) started in early childhood too...

My first memory i reckon was when i was around the age of 5 or 6. I often used to go and play with a girl of my age who lived across the road and I have two very clear memories..
I remember us playing in her room alone together and for some reason her insisting that we take turns peeing into a plastic pot that she had in her toy cupboard. I was more than happy to take part.
It felt a bit naughty and also strangely nice!
An even stronger memory is of the same girl inviting me to follow her into the toilet and her being happy to let me watch as she sat on the toilet with legs open and pee'd.
What I cant recall from these occasions is that conversations that led to these peeing episodes. I would love to be able to remember who initiated it and how they went about it.

Fast forward a couple of years later when i was about 10 and had moved house and i remember another girl who lived in our road being more than happy to respond to my request to watch her
pee when we went over to an area of wasteland near our houses. She was wearing a skirt and she squatted in front of me, pulled her knickers to one side pee'd a long stream for me while
I watched eagerly! I think even by then i was slightly addicted!

I think its a fascinating subject; the origins of our love of peeing and that fact that it does so often originate often from some very specific childhood experiences.
It makes me think (i) did the people who we each shared these experiences with also grown up to have the same fascination with peeing that they largely had to then keep secret too and (ii) I cant help  feeling that maybe there is a far greater proportion of the adult population that is turned on by peeing in whatever form they prefer than we realise!..i say that because most people seem to recall early childhood experiences of us all revealing ourselves to other playmates in various forms... it seems! 

When I had my first girlfriends (and i thought i was a bit of a freak for my desire to engage in peeing as part of sex) i would not have dreamed of saying it was something i wanted to do. Instead
it was just something that I fantisized about while i had (mainly) a rather 'vanilla' sex life. However in the last 10 years or so, i've realised i am not as alone as i once thought
and now my approach is that it i see it as essential to share with a girlfriend from quite early on what turns each of us on and what our 'kinks' are! Its essential I think... life's too
short not to! As a result of my later more 'upfront' approach, its led to a much more exciting sex life with any girl i've gone out with.... including what was an amazing 'grown up' version
on one occasion of the 'following her into the toilet to watch' episode that I recalled above in early childhood... but that's another story if anyone is interested for the 'Real encounters and experiences' section of this forum.. 
if anyone is interested! 

James. 

Edited September 25, 2020 by gldenwetgoose

[Ilithios 98]

My earliest memory was when my parents were driving some other kids and me to various places. I remember after coming out of the book store, everyone got in the station wagon. we got on the street and one girl in the back of the station wagon complained she had to pee. There was nowhere to stop she kept saying it louder and louder "I have to pee!" My dad said "just go there, ok" I was in the back seat peering back to the back of the station wagon as she wet herself. Her pee cascading out of her jean shorts onto the car.

I remember thinking it was naughty bad and wrong that she did that! But I couldn't stop thinking about it. I was very young so I didn't know what to do about it at the time. It was actually very frustrating.

Edited September 25, 2020 by Ilithios

[Dr.P 1,473]

I have already posted my first, earliest pee memories here, so I won't repeat them. But here is another, that I remembered very recently.

This one is from my younger years, although by no means my first. It took place when I was in my last year of high school, probably 17 or 18 years old, and was working half-time in a furniture store, as a truck driver's helper and part time janitor. It was a family business, and one middle-aged, but attractive woman worked there, in sales. She was not part of the family. The store had a single-user bathroom for the use of the customers and employees.

One day, there were no customers in the store, so I decided to clean the bathroom, which was part of my job. The door was closed, as it always was, and I didn't bother to knock, assuming that it was empty, and simply pushed the door open. I met resistance, so I pushed harder, opening it wider, and was greeted by a scene, very similar to this, a very attractive woman, sitting on the toilet, audibly tinkling in it, with her beautiful bare thighs pressed tightly together, her dress lifted all the way up, exposing her upper thighs, and her panties at or below her knees. I couldn't see her pubic hair, or her stream, but it was still a very erotic picture to my young mind, in that time, the late 1950's, because many women peed in that very modest style. Most of them didn't lift their dresses quite so high, but allowed them to cover their thighs, midway to their knees. I wondered why she lifted her dress so high, and I was amazed at how smooth, beautiful, and hairless her thighs were. I really wanted to touch them.

I couldn't see her face, and she couldn't see me, at all, because the door was solid wood, completely opaque, and I hadn't opened it far enough for her to see  any part of me, including my face. She pushed harder on the door, defending her privacy, and I backed off, allowing her to close it. She didn't say anything, and I didn't apologize, but simply moved away from the door, quickly and silently, went to the back of the store, and busied myself doing something else. I stayed away from the area of the bathroom, for the rest of that day.

I wasn't sure if the woman I had seen was the attractive sales lady, or perhaps a customer, whom I had not seen enter the store, or even the old boss lady of the family. I was reasonably sure that it was not the latter, because the woman's thighs appeared to be much younger than hers would have been. If it had been her, the truck driver and I would have gotten a lecture from her about knocking before opening the bathroom door, and that never happened. I never saw a customer leave the store, that day. So I think I may have seen the attractive sales lady, pissing, although I couldn't see her stream, but heard her tinkle. She never mentioned the incident to me, or to anyone else in the store, to the best of my knowledge. So I still don't know who I saw, that day.

But I had this beautiful scene indelibly imprinted on my mind, forever, and it did have some formative effects upon me, helping to guarantee a lifetime interest in women's peeing, on which I was already hooked. From that time on, I often fantasized about women peeing in that conservative style, on toilets, getting their thighs wet, and spreading their legs to wipe them. I dreamed of being with them in the bathroom, and watching, or helping them wipe.

Dr. P

 

[Schmitty20 313]

One of my early experiences when we were about 12 and we were playing a game of kickball in our back alley. This one neighbor girl Sue who was a bit of a tomboy but fairly attractive. We were on the same team and in the middle of the game I noticed her squirming and every once in awhile holding herself. When it was our turn to kick I ask her if she was ok and she just said I have to pee but I will wait until this games over. We continued playing and Sue was sitting on the ground and then when it as her turn up to kick she got up and I was behind her and I could see the back of her white shorts were wet and she kept rubbing her hands on the back of her shorts like she was trying to dry them off. She kept playing but kept rubbing her shorts every chance she got and it was really obvious that she had peed in her pants. After the game was over we were sitting on the steps and her mom came out to get her because they were going somewhere. I remember Sue getting up and starting to walk up the sidewalk and her mother behind her and just after a couple steps I could hear her mom yell Oh for God sake Sue did you pee in your pants come here. Sue stopped and I saw her mom feel her pants and say oh geez Sue go to the bathroom when you have to go now I have to take time to change your pants. I heard her say while they were walking in the house you don’t see anybody else peeing in their pants. The next day she wasn’t allowed out and Sue had told me that she was grounded. 

[MC Cumzy 1,641]

8 hours ago, Schmitty20 said:

One of my early experiences when we were about 12 and we were playing a game of kickball in our back alley. This one neighbor girl Sue who was a bit of a tomboy but fairly attractive. We were on the same team and in the middle of the game I noticed her squirming and every once in awhile holding herself. When it was our turn to kick I ask her if she was ok and she just said I have to pee but I will wait until this games over. We continued playing and Sue was sitting on the ground and then when it as her turn up to kick she got up and I was behind her and I could see the back of her white shorts were wet and she kept rubbing her hands on the back of her shorts like she was trying to dry them off. She kept playing but kept rubbing her shorts every chance she got and it was really obvious that she had peed in her pants. After the game was over we were sitting on the steps and her mom came out to get her because they were going somewhere. I remember Sue getting up and starting to walk up the sidewalk and her mother behind her and just after a couple steps I could hear her mom yell Oh for God sake Sue did you pee in your pants come here. Sue stopped and I saw her mom feel her pants and say oh geez Sue go to the bathroom when you have to go now I have to take time to change your pants. I heard her say while they were walking in the house you don’t see anybody else peeing in their pants. The next day she wasn’t allowed out and Sue had told me that she was grounded. 

Sounds a bit harsh

[Ms. Tito 2,396]

On 8/27/2020 at 1:40 AM, pop-a-squat said:

Mine happened later in life because my family discouraged outdoor peeing, when I was 17 my female cousin introduced me to it. 

Better late than never!

[LovesToWet 3,803]

It was a bad experience for me. I really needed the toilet during class and the teacher kept telling me I had to wait till break. I was really struggling to hold which the teacher eventually notice and let me go. The quickest route to the toilets was through the school library but that was locked so I had to run all the way around the building but I failed and ended up pissing myself in school. I would have been 12 at the time. I just hide in the toilets. I was really embarrassed. I should have gone before and just got into trouble for leaving class but I was too polite to do that. 

[M.Vixen 772]

I’ve been fascinated with pee for pretty much as long as I can remember but these were some significant early moments:

One time when I was young (6… or so?) and I was playing at a friends place (they had a swing set with climbing part attached to it and stuff so we were playing outside). I think I suggested something along the lines of ‘let’s try and think of some jump-of-the-swing tricks!’ (and risk breaking an arm, yay!). He said he had another ‘trick’ first and just proceeded to unbuckle his pants and pissed all over the light wooden fence for what seemed to be forever, leaving some massive stains. I was completely mesmerized by it. By the time he was (almost) done though, his mom noticed what was going on and she gave him a real bad time about it.. sadly the topic was never brought up again after that 😬

Another time when I was around the same age we were at the pool. My mom was extremely strict so I had never peed in the pool up until then. But anyway; our public pool had those underwater jets here and there. And somehow that time I leaned on the edge of the pool for whatever reason and the water jet was aimed perfectly between my legs all of a sudden..  🤫 I remember the intense pleasure I felt, and completely losing control of my bladder very shortly after. I couldn’t do anything but just empty my whole bladder right there and then, with the water jet still aimed between my legs 😳 luckily it was a quiet day at the pool so nobody noticed. I really wanted to do it again after that, but I was too afraid that someone would notice (especially my mom, since I had already had ‘issues’ a few years earlier, rubbing things like pillows between my legs and stuff. My parents and a ‘therapist’ had made it clear to me that that was absolutely wrong and I eventually stopped doing it 😒. Well.. for some years at least ☺️). 

[Kupar 13,341]

13 minutes ago, M.Vixen said:

My parents and a ‘therapist’ had made it clear to me that that was absolutely wrong

Goodness - that seems a bit extreme. I hope you've come to terms with your childhood xx

[M.Vixen 772]

12 minutes ago, Kupar said:

Goodness - that seems a bit extreme. I hope you've come to terms with your childhood xx

Yeah.. my parents don’t really deserve a prize for my upbringing in general (more like a ribbon for participation, lol). Yet I don’t remember shame or anything about the early age ‘masturbation’ thing (I do however remember how nice it felt and that I somehow knew it was a bit naughty 😚) so that’s fine. And who knows, maybe some unconscious rebelling later shaped me to be the perv that I am today 😀 (and loving it). 

[TMN_Femboi 1,074]

On 5/1/2022 at 2:44 PM, M.Vixen said:

But anyway; our public pool had those underwater jets here and there. And somehow that time I leaned on the edge of the pool for whatever reason and the water jet was aimed perfectly between my legs all of a sudden..  🤫 I remember the intense pleasure I felt, and completely losing control of my bladder very shortly after. I couldn’t do anything but just empty my whole bladder right there and then, with the water jet still aimed between my legs 😳 

You weren't the only one enjoying those jets, I had the pretty much the same experience

[Alpian 688]

On 9/24/2020 at 3:45 PM, Eliminature said:

I just remember thinking "Why did no one ever teach me how to do that before? I can do it just as well as a boy." I carried on doing this and got better with practice. As a teenager, I was bullied into sitting like the other girls at school. However, when I reached the age of eighteen and moved out of my parents' home, I got back into it and I've never looked back.

It's a shame so many young ladies grow up not knowing much about their body and what can be done with it. And if mothers don't know, how should daughters learn? I really believe it would make a difference to a girl's life if she learned as a kid how to pee outdoors, standing or not. The world needs more parents like @beachmom (especially for girls)!

Happy for you, @Eliminature that you found someone who taught you! If parents can't, kids must stand together 🙂

[GWash17 383]

I was like 6 or 7 (I think), and we were visiting a family friend's farm. Their daughter was my age, and we were playing in the field, when she pulled off her underwear and pissed onto a stone. She left her underwear off because they got a little wet, and later took off her shirt entirely.

She told me to pee outside if I had to, sadly, I didn't.

IIRC, her mom yelled at her for being naked. (But we had been naked around each other a lot when we were in preschool, we used to take off our clothes and dance around.

After lunch, she released "something else" by the shed, and told me that she would blame it on the cat.

Sadly, her mom had poison ivy the next year, and we never wound up going back

[Peewee123 1,125]

I was 4 and genuinely wet myself at school accidentally. I was queueing to see the teacher to show her my work, and next thing I knew I heard water hitting the floor and realised it was me. I said to my friend not to tell the teacher and just just carried on as if nothing happened. Someone later pointed it out to the teacher and I remember her saying that she wished the person would tell her so that she could help as the person must be very uncomfortable, but I just sat that and didn't say anything. However anyone who asked to go to the toilet after that got their bum felt by the teacher to see if they were wet or not! lol I went home and put all my wet clothes in the washing basket, got changed and never told a sole (until this site that is haha). It was nothing sexual or interesting though, just something that happened.

When I was older I investigated a bit, I remember starting to be interested in pee, I would watch it come out of me as I sat on the toilet, put my hand under my stream to see what it felt like, took note of how I could start and stop my flow and control how slow or fast it was. It felt good but I didn't understand why but once I had figured it out that was it, I stopped. Then nothing until I was an adult and my partner at the time brought it into our relationship.

[Havelock 1,526]

What's the first piss stream and/or puddle you remember seeing?

I'm a very visual person and its always been a part of my pee interest. The first stream and puddle I remember was from a cousin in a park in Spain where we were playing. She was running towards me, and all the sudden stopped, reached under her dress, pulled down her panties and dropped into a squat. It all happened so fast and matter of fact that I did not comprehend it. Then a stream appeared between her legs, shooting out in front of her feet.  A puddle formed on the parched, fine gravel, and expanded as her her stream continued to enlarge it. The visual memory has stuck with me ever sense. Most of the significant pees I've witnessed in my life have have burned similar images of streams and puddles into my mind. 

[Phyche 435]

When I was around 7-8 my family house had a backyard pool about 10ft from the patio with a 2-3ft retaining wall around the pool deck and a bathroom(sink, toilet, shower)attached to the patio.

The bathroom wasn't used very much by anyone, it was used more as a storage closet than anything else. The toilet barely worked and the shower was where we put everything we weren't using. 

Anytime I needed to pee I would either walk around the retaining wall and piss in the grass or walk into the bathroom and piss on the floor, in the sink, on the toilet(never IN the toilet), or in the shower. 

 

[Loller 399]

Probably the first times going into a public men's room, seeing the urinals there and thinking that it must be awkward to pee like that without being in a stall that separates you from other boys/men. I chose to go in the stall of course. Luckily I'm not that awkward about urinals anymore, haha.

Edited December 10, 2023 by Loller

[EmilyPissing69 94]

I can vividly remember pissing myself allot in primary school, either because I was shy when it came to asking to go to the loo or because I didn’t have time. 
Let’s just say I created a lot of puddles.  To be fair not much has changed… 

[Sneakyduckface 10]

The first time i realised that this turned me on I was on a college trip to the west end in London. We were seeing a few shows and doing a couple of workshops as a group. Me and this one girl (we’ll call her alice for anonymity sake) were getting quite close over the week. To a point where on the second to last night, we snuck away from the theatre after the show started to go make out in the alley round the corner.  
 

after a few minutes of this, I said I had to pee, so we should go back- she got real close and whispered in my ear “use me like a toilet”. 
i was a bit confused as I hadn’t really come across this before. I asked her to clarify but she took my hand and we walked further from the theatre and into a nearby hotel. We were dressed up and walked in confidently so no one stopped us. We went towards the hotel bar and found our way into the toilets. They were just single cubicles and no one saw us go in. She got on her knees and undid my trousers and pulled out my cock. I was fairly hard because of all the making out, but she told me to relax and focus on nothing “just let the pee come out… and let it drip into my mouth”

i remember closing my eyes and beginning to pee and then she locked her lips over my cock and started drinking down my piss. I still think about the sound of her gulping and breathing between gulps today. 
 

alice- you’re one hot girl

[Starks2010 2,197]

My earliest memory was riding in the car, on the way to school, and there was a car broken down on the shoulder of the highway, just before a tunnel. There were 2-3 women with their pants down, squatting along the side of the tunnel. I was young, and aroused by that. 
 

The next time was during summer recess from school, playing outside with my friends. I was riding up from the far end of my street on my skateboard. There was a pregnant woman who came walking down the street from the opposite end of where I was coming from. I remember she had on black tights. A neighbor had his pickup truck parked on the street, on the side of his house (His house was on the corner so his front door was on the perpendicular street). As the lady passed the truck, she stepped in front of it, pulled the tights down, squatted, and relieved herself on the pavement. She had her hands on the front bumper of the truck while she squatted. 
 

I am seeing this from about midway the street. She finished, stands up, pulls up her tights, and continues down the street, towards me. After passing and all who saw were distracted, I rode up to her spot to examine it. I rolled my skateboard wheel in her pee. I was aroused and was telling friends about it who didn’t see it. My friend J who also saw it said he saw her gap while she was squatting. 

A neighbor across the street who saw had made a comment about, “When you gotta go, you gotta go. Better than smelling like pee. You find a tree or whatever”. 
 

That same neighbor, I played with his kids. His daughter was over, we were playing in my backyard. She had to use the bathroom. Instead of her going back across the street, I brought her inside and to the basement, where I directed her to the bathroom. Us being young and her being scary, she wanted me to come in the bathroom with her. I did, she sat on the toilet and peed. I didn’t look, I could hear it. I can’t even say I got aroused, I was more worried about getting caught in the bathroom with a girl. We got together as adults and she peed for me and I got aroused for real.
 

I also remember a news story about Trenton, NJ and people relieving themselves in public. The camera person was filming people urinating in public. There was a girl urinating in a recessed doorway and a guy trying to shield her and preparing to fight the camera person.  The girl appears from the doorway and says, “It’s okay, it’s okay, he was just trying to protect me”. I wish I could find that story from the 80’s. I was aroused but didn’t know what to do about it, being young. 
 

I remember going to JCPenny and having to try on clothes in the fitting room. The fitting rooms smelled of pee. I remember getting aroused thinking, “does the girls fitting room smell of pee also?” I started peeing in the fitting rooms. It felt so good. I would pee against the painted wall as to not make noise like peeing right on the floor would make. I would pee, it would run down the wall and soak into that cheap, industrial carpet. 
 

Those are my early pee memories.