Peeing on Picnics 1

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Peeing on Picnics 1

Late last year Curls and I were on Holiday on the south coast of NSW, we were had enjoyed a nice lunch and were walking around the Kiama headland near the big blowhole. Curls said

I should have gone at the café, I really need to pee, a bit later she said

I really need to go, we were a long way from any toilets, so I said

Just do it here, she kicked off her shoes, put her legs together and peed her panties, it looked great running down her legs. I picked up her shoes and we walked to a nearby seat and sat for about 5 minutes till her legs and feet dried off, she put back on her shoes and we continued on.

Later that night this got us talking about all the picnics and days out we had, usually in the summer and a long way from any toilets, and often in reasonably crowded places, and the many times we just “did it” where ever we were. Here is what we remembered. I will post this in two parts, and these experiences cover a lot of years

If Curls was wearing a skirt, she would simply wee when she felt like it, she usually just had on very light panties, so they dried quickly. There were a couple of pairs of shorts she regularly wore. The pink ones she died the lower half black, and a dark blue/black pair with a very short but wide legs, with these she never wore panties, often just leaning to the side a bit and the pee run straight out of one leg. I had black boardies, and usually wore those around in the summer outing, so nothing much showed either.

How did it start? Very early days were on a day out with a group of people from church (Curls was in the choir) We went off for a walk by ourselves, and I had other things on my mind apart from walking. We were on a track by a creek and I had my hand on her bottom, she said I really need to go to the toilet, so we walked a bit off the track she squatted down and pulled off her shorts and panties. Did a wee and a bit of poo as well, just then we heard other coming, so Curls quickly pulled her panties and shorts straight up. We just started walking along together back to the main group. After a few minutes we were walking near the toilets and I asked her if she wanted to go in. She said no it feels nice being a slippery chick, and I am a bit damp.

 We were getting nearer the carpark and tables, when she said sit on the fence rail. I did, Curls said “I was a little bit damp before, but now I think I am getting damper”

She did a little trickle just enough to make a wet spot on her shorts, they were a light cream colour, so you could see the wet spot if you looked.

When we joined up with everyone again no one seemed to notice. We talked about it on the way home, stopping once so she could do another wee and looking at the previous wet mark in her panties. Things just started from there, it just seemed easier to have a quick wee where you were rather than walking a long way to the amenities.

I will post a second one with some more of our adventures later.

 

[gldenwetgoose 21,500]

You've reminded me of a lady from my youth, although we were never an item and I was never as lucky as you...  All very tame I'm afraid, but still a nice memory.

I was brought up in a church home and in my student days went to a church. On Sunday afternoons the students of the church used to have a meal and usually go for a stroll. One week we went to the sand dunes, for a stroll.  I waited until Karen locked her car - her fiancé had gone off ahead with some of the others.  Just walking up the first dune ridge Karen confided "I think I should have gone for a wee before we left".

Of course my ears pricked up at this, although of course I had to keep my secret safe. Trying to make out that I wasn't immediately excited I replied with something along the lines "Oh no, you might have to go and hide behind a sand dune" expecting her to laugh.  Instead she immediately said "Oh, that's an idea, I think I might" and turned, heading up and out of site over the nearest ridge.

A few minutes later she reappeared looking much more relaxed.  Again I acted innocent and explained I had been joking, but she apparently hadn't minded at all.  She did have two older brothers and was a bit of an outdoors type, so I guess the world was her toilet.

A few months later she proved that theory on a Friday evening stroll round a local woodland trail when she asked us all to hand on when she headed off for a wee. Another girl (teenage, underage) also took the opportunity to head off with her.

Sorry - did say it was going to be very tame,