Peeing in the mens toilets!

[Sophie 23,032]

The other day I mentioned in the shoutbox that I was in a naughty mood but didn’t have any privacy to pee somewhere I shouldn’t. The feeling went away after a while but earlier this afternoon it came back with a vengeance. I wanted to pee somewhere naughty but couldn’t do it at home, I didn’t have time to clean up, so I had to improvise. A few places popped into my head, car parks, quiet alleys etc but they weren’t really that naughty, people do that all the time. Then I had a brain wave. The men’s toilets! It’s not very naughty for a man to pee in there, but a woman? Definitely naughty, at least a little.

At the end of the work day I needed to pee quite badly, I had been drinking from my water bottle while marking homework, but I didn’t visit the toilets before leaving. Instead I went straight to my car and I drove to a local cafe. I love it at that place. Amazing atmosphere, great mood, very friendly staff. I have spent all day there on many occasions. I walked in and chatted to Steph, the waitress, for a few minutes and ordered myself a large hot chocolate. It was just what I needed to top off my bladder. I chose a seat near the window, but more importantly, facing the toilets. I wanted to keep track of how many people were in there, who had entered, who had left. I watched it like a hawk as I sipped away at my drink, smiling to myself as the pressure on my bladder got stronger. I noticed I had subconsciously crossed my legs, not to preserve my modesty, I was wearing trousers, but because I really needed to pee. My mug was still half full and I wasn’t going to get up until I had finished the chocolate, and given my body time to process it.

I finished my drink over the next 15 minutes, I never like to rush, and then spent the next 30 minutes trying to pluck up the courage to carry out my plan. I’m sure some of you would happily get up and walk into the men’s toilets but I was feeling quite shy, and very nervous. I continued watching the toilet door, doubting myself about how many people were in there, even though I knew exactly how many was. I hadn’t taken the door out of my sight. I was starting to bounce my leg, my bladder “gently” reminding me that it was full and it wanted emptying. Eventually I told myself to stop worrying and just do it. Like any scary thing in life, the run up is always scarier than the actual event. I took a deep breath, returned my now empty mug to Steph and headed to the toilets at the back of the cafe.

I pushed open the men's door and quickly slipped inside, hoping nobody had seen me enter. The place was empty and while it would have been really fun to use a urinal, I wasn’t feeling brave enough so I darted into one of the cubicles, my heels clacking against the tile floor, and locked the door behind me. It looked clean enough, which was a big surprise for me, so after hanging up my handbag I unfastened my work trousers and shimmied them down to my knees followed by my pink thong as I sat down on the freezing cold seat. I felt really excited, was I really about to have a wee in the men's toilets? Unfortunately I also felt very shy. From where I was sitting it looked no different from the ladies toilets, the cubicles were the same, the tiles were the same, even the graffiti was similar but it still felt so different. It felt taboo. I was determined not to get off the toilet until my bladder was empty. I knew if I sat there long enough either my brain or my bladder would win and I would eventually start peeing. There was no question of if I would pee, only when.

I pulled out my phone from my coat pocket and started checking some things from work. Boring I know but I thought it might take my mind off where I was sitting and what I was trying to do. When I’m sat at my desk at work I find it very easy to zone out and forget everything but what is directly in front of me. The same thing happened here. I wasn’t peeing, but I had forgotten I was sat in the toilets. I was rather focussed on what was on my phone which is quite funny because I was more focussed than when at my desk. I didn’t have to worry about my job until the morning but there I was, typing away, jotting things down! After a very productive few minutes I was snapped back to reality by the door squeaking open. I suddenly remembered that I was in the men’s toilets… and now I had company.

I saw a shadow underneath the cubicle door as he walked past it to the urinals and I heard him unzip. A few seconds later I could hear the quiet splashing of him peeing and it has a strong effect on me. I could feel myself relaxing, I was about to pee. I continued listening and felt a few drops escaping past my smooth lips. I could have clenched my muscles and stopped it but I really didn’t want to. I was getting a massive thrill from what I was about to do. My heart was racing, my tummy was fluttering. After a few more seconds the floodgates opened and I started a really distinctive feminine hiss, it was unmistakable. It was quite loud so there was no doubt he could hear it too. I bit my lip as my brain processed what I was doing, a rush of adrenaline surging through me.
“Um excuse me...” I heard a voice from across the room. “… you do realise this is the men’s toilets, right?” If the hissing hadn’t given me away, the heels showing underneath the cubicle door probably did. “Uh-huh” I replied, my womanly Yorkshire accent confirming that it definitely wasn’t a bloke in the cubicle. I was still happily peeing away and not even attempting to stop it. “Uhh… okay then.” and with that I saw the shadow walk past the cubicle door again and the main door squeaking open as he left without washing his hands.

The relief felt incredible but that was at the back of my mind. I couldn’t stop thinking about what had just happened. I’m a woman in my 30’s with a highly respectable job, and I had just been caught peeing in the men’s. And I loved it! After quite a while the hissing and splashing died away and I took a moment to breathe and reflect on the situation before getting some toilet paper. As usual, I wrapped it around my open hand twice before sliding it off my fingers, then I parted my legs a little and reached between them, wiping from front to back, dropping the tissue into the bowl as it reached the rear. Once I was clean and dry I stood up and pulled up my thong, gently guiding it between my cheeks before pulling up my trousers and fastening them. I put on my handbag and turned around to flush but not before peeking into the bowl. My folded toilet tissue was floating in the water which was almost crystal clear. I definitely had plenty of fluids! I flushed and left my stall, washing my hands unlike the guy earlier. I wasn’t rushing but I wasn’t exactly taking my time either if that makes sense. I washed them properly and then dried them, slightly concerned the drier was going to tear the skin off my hands from how powerful it was. I opened the door to leave just as two men was about to enter, with a nice wide smile I held the door for them. The look of confusion on their faces was priceless! I wish I could have taken a photo. I walked to the cafe exit, smiling to Steph as I left and carried on with my day. I had the biggest smile ever on my face, and I was incredibly turned on from what I had just done. I’m still turned on now, and will be taking care of it shortly.

 

 

[UnauthorisedGuy 473]

Wow, what a great post! I'm incredibly turned on just from reading about your experience - you paint a great picture of the excitement and tension of using the men's toilets.

I'd love to do the same thing and use the women's toilets at a pub or café, but as has been mentioned on this forum many times, there's far less tolerance for men in the women's toilets. So I wouldn't be willing to take the risk. I guess it'll just have to remain a fantasy ☹️ 

Edited December 12, 2019 by UnauthorisedGuy

[Deanna Lydia 80]

Oh wow... thanks so much for sharing this story.  I remember you wanting to be naughty a couple days ago but couldn't - isn't it wonderful when you can finally let loose?

I think if I was in that bathroom and knew you were there (from the heels, visible) - I would have taken a stall next to you, enjoy a nice slow pee, and for whatever I could hear you doing - I'd be thinking about how I wish you were peeing on me and not in some toilet in some men's room.  And, on a hunch, I may have even struck up a conversation with you - tho I don't know if that would have made it better or worse for your fun.  Being a fellow fetishist, I may have been able to tell you were fulfilling a fetish.  🙂

I once used the ladies' room, at work and rather late (everyone else was gone - even the cleaning crew, so no one would walk in on me).  I gotta say, it felt incredibly taboo just to walk inside, but then I told myself (a male cross-dresser) "well, girl, you're here now and you have to pee, and you should use the ladies' room - either you do it in here or you can do it in your pants".  While the idea of public humiliation really turns me on, in reality it has to be private - public humiliation is strictly a fantasy I never want to actually do. 

No one ever knew I used the ladies' room, but I will always remember - it's my little secret (or it was, until I added this post).

 

[likesToLick 9,768]

7 hours ago, Sophie said:

I’m a woman in my 30’s with a highly respectable job, and I had just been caught peeing in the men’s. And I loved it!

Oh Sophie, that was incredibly daring.  I can just imagine how you felt when you said your heart was racing.  I love it.

[Alfresco 11,001]

Wow, @Sophie  That was fantastic and very well described. I absolutely loved the fact that you let your pee go whilst there was a man in there, not disguising your female peeing sound and fact that not only did he detect your presence from the distinctive sounds, but he talked to you and you had the courage to acknowledge him with an "uh-huh" and carry on peeing rather than responding with a cover up of "Oh, no, sorry" or something.  The fact that you spent time at the sink and drying your hands with full risk of someone walking in on you made it even more of a challenge than just diving out the door quickly.    The vision of you holding the door for the men going in shows a bold and confident lady (even if you say that you are feeling shy).  

Also, the very fact that you went to somewhere where you are a regular takes it up a level.   Presumably, if one of the regulars or the staff had seen you then that could have become an interesting conversation.

I have used ladies toilets and have been in there when ladies have come in, but the few times I have done it, I have always stayed in the cubicle until I can hear no sound, then quickly move to the door and hide behind it to listen to see if I hear voices or footsteps outside before quickly exiting.   I have before now got as far as the door, heard steps approaching and had to dive back into a cubicle, then sit there quietly whilst listening to a lady come in, pee, wash their hands and leave again.   It really got my heart going, so I can imagine that you were very daring to spend your time at the sink rather than escaping quickly.

You are one delightful lady Sophie.   I love reading your stories.

[Guest UnabashedUser]

Again another stellar pulse increasing steamy chapter of hardness inducing prose.

Bravo! Well done!

 

[BlindListener 146]

Sophie,

Thank you for sharing your adventure with such detailed description.  I was surprised that you picked a place that you frequent, but I guess that is why it was so naughty for you.  I Find it amazing that you were getting a massive thrill from what you were about to do .and allowing “floodgates opened and I started a really distinctive feminine hiss”.  Then when you willingly answered to his “Um excuse me...”, with “Uh-huh”.

I will admit that I got turned-on reading about your experience.

Twice you mentioned that you saw a shadow underneath the cubicle door as the male visitor passed the cubicle that you were in, by any chance did you notice pants or shoes?  Might either of the two men that you held the door for been the earlier visitor?

I have been wondering about accidentally on purpose going in to the ladies room hoping to get the opportunity to hear women pee.  Now what I think is my responsible side is saying don’t do it.  On the other hand I think I have a kind of excuse “I didn’t know”, reality a bit lame since I am blind.  I think back to my experience “Oops!Wrong room” that I wrote about on April 16, 2018 in
Real Pee Encounters & Experiences.

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9 hours ago, BlindListener said:

I have been wondering about accidentally on purpose going in to the ladies room hoping to get the opportunity to hear women pee.  Now what I think is my responsible side is saying don’t do it.  On the other hand I think I have a kind of excuse “I didn’t know”, reality a bit lame since I am blind.  I think back to my experience “Oops!Wrong room” that I wrote about on April 16, 2018 in
Real Pee Encounters & Experiences.

I would say you would get away with it far more than anyone else - most toilets don't have braille signs on the doors so you could easily be excused for going in the wrong place.   Then you have the other advantage that being blind, your sense of hearing will be heightened, so you will be able to pick out all the details of the ladies hissing and splashing in the adjacent cubicle.  Chances are, if you are caught then the person catching you will think it a genuine mistake and just feel sorry for you.   

How do you normally manage to identify the location of the correct gender toilet?  Do you have to have someone guide you to the door or can you use other techniques?  I guess it is easier if it somewhere you know, but in a strange place it must be very difficult for you.

[gldenwetgoose 20,243]

Wow @Sophie - That was an absolutely amazing and delicious account, thanks so much for posting.   Fantastic closing sentence too....

 

I wonder if the guy did actually spot you walk in there, and politely gave you a discrete time in there - perhaps he was bursting and couldn't wait any longer?  Perhaps without you realising he'd already noticed your ladies's shoes under the cubicle door?  Either way, amazing.  Would Steph have been able to tell which door you used?

I can imagine too your hubby's reaction if you described it all to him, such a lucky man. 

 

[Sophie 23,032]

First of all, thank you so much for all the replies! I always appreciate getting a response to my posts. Now, to answer a couple of questions.

23 hours ago, BlindListener said:

Twice you mentioned that you saw a shadow underneath the cubicle door as the male visitor passed the cubicle that you were in, by any chance did you notice pants or shoes?  Might either of the two men that you held the door for been the earlier visitor?

Unfortunately I didn't notice anything underneath the door, I could only see the shadow, or rather the light changing. It's entirely possible that either of the two men I saw was the earlier visitor, but the confused look on their faces suggested it was the first time they had seen me.

13 hours ago, gldenwetgoose said:

Wow @Sophie - That was an absolutely amazing and delicious account, thanks so much for posting.   Fantastic closing sentence too....

 

I wonder if the guy did actually spot you walk in there, and politely gave you a discrete time in there - perhaps he was bursting and couldn't wait any longer?  Perhaps without you realising he'd already noticed your ladies's shoes under the cubicle door?  Either way, amazing.  Would Steph have been able to tell which door you used?

I can imagine too your hubby's reaction if you described it all to him, such a lucky man. 

 

Thank you! Maybe he did see me and waited. It is possible he was desperate, I mean he did pee for quite a while. At the same time I think maybe he had finished, turned around to leave and then noticed my shoes. I was wearing black heels so not your everyday menswear, and he would probably be able to recognise me by my shoes as I left the cafe. Steph would have been able to tell which door I used if she was looking. The counter is just to the left of the door as you walk in, and there are two doors directly opposite the entrance, not hidden at all. Pretty much anyone looking would have seen me slip inside!

I told my husband about it shortly after making this thread, laid in bed next to him. It started out with us cuddling and I felt his hand slip between my legs once I mentioned which toilets I had used. We made love afterwards 🙂 He told me i was really really naughty for doing it, and that he wishes he was at the urinal while I was in the stall, hearing his wife peeing.

[Thearo Hafbjorn 29]

Great story to read like your other and I'm sure it'll encourage some other women on the site to do the same. Also, didn't know you were from Yorkshire like me. Go on lass.

[toiletfloorpee 428]

I frequently use the men's toilets if there is a queue for the ladies, or if it's a public loo in the middle of nowhere then I will sometimes just go in the men's for fun. They do generally smell pretty bad though 😛

My favourite was in a local national park. I had been for a walk and it was a nice summery evening and I came back to the car needing a wee, yes I had peed outside on my walk before you ask but I drink a lot of water as it was a warm day. Only my car in the car park so I slipped into the men's, went to go in a cubicle but then thought "why not just on the floor". So I did and was squatting there for about 10 seconds waiting to start peeing and a middle aged guy walked in!! I don't know who was more surprised, him or me. He stopped and stared at me and I suddenly began to wee. He turned around and disappeared quickly towards the door, I thought to leave, but then he reappeared, said "No one other guys are about" whipped his cock out and stood in front of me peeing on the floor too!

He finished before I did and stood watching for a bit longer until I finally stopped weeing and then said "Don't leave just yet, give me two minutes to get my wife away from here so she doesn't see you come out just after me." He was visibly stiffening up.

I asked if he was going to sort himself out before he left but he said he was going to take his wife off into the trees for a quickie. I left 2 minutes later and he and his wife were nowhere to be seen. Maybe they were aliens 😛

[gldenwetgoose 20,243]

Well @toiletfloorpee - either they were aliens, or you were hallucinating him there, or his wife got the absolute shag of her life!!!

Either way - amazing.  Have you got any more accounts like that to share?

[toiletfloorpee 428]

Gldenwetgoose, I have a couple of other stories but it was just me peeing in the gents and a guy walked in and either studiously ignored me or turned and ran ha. Poor things.

[gldenwetgoose 20,243]

22 minutes ago, toiletfloorpee said:

Gldenwetgoose, I have a couple of other stories but it was just me peeing in the gents and a guy walked in and either studiously ignored me or turned and ran ha. Poor things.

Well a girl brave enough to enter the gents and piss on the floor is indeed a strange and mythical creature....

As an online presence we don't actually know each other - I'd be the guy that tried to play it cool by giving you a discrete distance - whilst trying to ogle as much as I could.  The erection would give the game away though. 

[toiletfloorpee 428]

Oh he saw everything he needed to lol. He was hard before he finished which caused him a problem.

[gldenwetgoose 20,243]

10 minutes ago, toiletfloorpee said:

Oh he saw everything he needed to lol. He was hard before he finished which caused him a problem.

I'm no sure I'd wholly class that as a problem.  Remember, like the motivational poster says - a problem is just a solution waiting to be found....

Anyway, I've got to ask - where is the very naughtiest place and time you can think that you've peed?

[toiletfloorpee 428]

Wow that's a  difficult question. Probably middle of the day, when i was drunk, in a pub on the carpet.

[gldenwetgoose 20,243]

7 hours ago, toiletfloorpee said:

Wow that's a  difficult question. Probably middle of the day, when i was drunk, in a pub on the carpet.

Ha ha - guessing it wasn't a case of being too drunk to hold, more being drunk enough to not care and sober enough to enjoy?  And I'm guessing from your other posts we're not talking about a subtle wee into a seat cushion or floor under a table?  Did you get caught?

[Sophie 23,032]

Can we not turn the thread into your own little chat please? Thanks. 

[gldenwetgoose 20,243]

2 hours ago, Sophie said:

Can we not turn the thread into your own little chat please? Thanks. 

Sorry!  I got a little bit over-excited  😔

Edited December 16, 2019 by gldenwetgoose

[Kingfisher28 269]

Very brave. I've been in the men's toilet, women have come in but just pretend I did not see them. the most embrassing one was a female police officer checking the toilets as there been a report of drug dealing in the area. while I was peeing, she went into the stall, did what she need to do. I listern to the very end but quickly moved once she finished so not to get into trouble.

[Alfresco 11,001]

On 3/27/2020 at 5:07 PM, Kingfisher28 said:

the most embrassing one was a female police officer

She must have done that deliberately for an adrenaline rush.   Ok I get that a female police officer may have to check male toilets, and I can even get that she might not announce before coming in so she could catch drug use in the act, but the only reason for her to pee in the gents was because she wanted to.   She could just as easily have peed in the ladies, but she saw you peeing, probably enjoyed the view and still went ahead and peed in the cubicle.  She obviously had no problem with you listening or she wouldn’t have done it.  She had alternatives of going in the ladies, waiting for you to clear out, or even directing you to get out whilst she inspected the toilets.   

I can’t see how you could have got in trouble for staying and listening.   I would have headed for the sink to wash my hands just as she flushed. Then she may have come to the sink and washed her hands next to you and maybe even have a brief conversation or you would have seen if she just walked out without washing her hands.

[Sophie 23,032]

Aww thank you so much! 

[JesseP 1,265]

I have posted many times about my ex lady friend who was into peeing. Not strictly gents, more disabled, and apologies if this offends.

The pub we were in had one bathroom entrance which went to gents ladies and disabled, so we went into the disabled, I was bursting to pee and she wanted to watch.

I tried to pee in the toilet but she insisted on helping me so it ended up all over the place due to an erection and her poor aim 🙂