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A couple of years ago, my best friend and I decided to drink a lil bit (We were both "legal" and lightweight). We were celebrating something, but I don't remember the occasion. So we went to the store and bought two 0.5l orange juices and vodka. We poured vodka in our juices which made drinking in public a lot easier.

We were sitting on a bench chatting, then decided to take a walk through the park, then we sat to drink and chat some more. We're both pretty skinny and lightweight so by the time we sat for the second time, we were quite tipsy.

As we were talking I felt a sudden strong urge to pee. As it was Friday night, summer, the park was PACKED with people, so, we decided to take a walk again. By the time we reached our high school, I was burtsting to piss and she was pretty desperate as well. We were trying to find the right spot to piss, but people were everywhere. So, we walked through the streets untill we saw a passage way to the building's parking lot-yard. As we entered the lights turned on but that didn't stop us from our much needed relief.

It was around 10p.m. so no one was asleep yet. As we stepped into the parking lot, the lights went out and it was extremely dark. I turned on my flashlight on my phone while my friend squatted by the fence. She started pissing, full stream straigh away as hissing sound escaped her pussy. I stood there "guarding" but hoping to get a better look. She was pissing for some time now while I was jumping from one leg to another desperately waiting for my turn. Her pale yellow piss puddled by her feet. She stood up and said now you go.

I was too aroused to pee. I moved behind one of the cars in case someone came by. Then suddenly I started pissing hard against the concrete floor. The piss sprayed back at me while my friend stood and watched. "Are you watching me?" I asked cheekily. She denied immediately. My piss was forming a small river that went by her feet. "Watch out" I exclaimed but she didn't move. As I finished up pushing last few sprouts out of my wet pussy, I moaned with relief.

We fled from our piss scene and went on to sit by the river and finish our drinks. Passing by we saw many girls and boys taking a piss on the street right where everyone could see them. But I couldn't have stopped to take a closer look, all I heard was hissing and spraying on the concrete pathway.

We sat down, finished our drinks but the pressure in my bladder started to build again. "Do you have to piss?" i asked my bestie. "Nope, not yet, but if you want we can find a nice secluded spot for you" "Nah, I'm good" I lied as the desperation grew. 

Half an hour later, I leaked a bit in my shorts. The wetness and warmth around my pussy really made me horny. "Ok. Now I have to go real bad" I said and she immediately jumped back on her feet. "I know a spot" she said as we started yo walk away from the crowded river. We were circling around the streets, between buildings, but we never found "the spot". I don't know if she did it on purpose or not, but I squeezed my hand between my tighs and told her I need to pee now.

As we didn't have much time left, we took the right turn in the street that had no streetlights. There was no other way but to piss on the grass in front of the building. I took of my shorts and squatted, ready to release the gdeb nectar, as my friend warned me: " careful, there's a car passing by" i jumped to my left to hide behind one of the cars parked there. It wasn't just a car, it was police car! As they passed by us they turned their sirens on. I was still squatting with my butt out in, but not pissing. "Okay, that's it they're gonna arrest me and I'm gonna piss myself" but thankfully they saw some guys throwing glass bottles on the floor so they just continued to drive. 

I sighed and released a strong stream of piss into the soft ground. My piss was so strong it made a little hole in the dirt. The ground couldn't take up so much liquid at once. "I'm pissing like a dog on the street" I thought to myself. I was pissing for more than 2 minutes until my stream started to die down. I shook my butt to get rid of the droplets and pulled my shorts up. My friend went next. The moment she pulled her shorts down she began to squirt piss into my puddle. I could only hear her pissing as there were no lights. She then gave me a sigh of relief and said "I didn't know how much I needed this" as she zipped her shorts up. 

This pretty much concludes our adventure from that night. However, we had many, many, many more pee adventures during that and other summers.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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1 minute ago, Kupar said:

Great story! You sound like you know how to have fun ❤️ Looking forward to further instalments 🙂

There are a lot of true stories filled with piss. I'll hopefully post most of them 💕

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6 hours ago, paatujo said:

Great story, very well written. Looking forward to hearing more of your experiences! 

And I would love to have a drink in the park with you 😁

Only if you're going to pee with me 😋

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One more summertime memory with my bestie... (Seems like all we do is pee, but that's not far from the truth)

We were returning home on the bus from our vacation. We spent 10 lovely days with our friends abroad (lots of pee stories as well). On our last bus break around 12 am I drank 2 0.5l juices and a bottle of water. She also drank a juice or two. As we entered our country, a tour guide said we'll be stopping in about half an hour in one of the bigger cities to drop some passengers off. It was already 2:30 in the morning and the desperation really started to kick in.

As we said goodbye to one of our friends who lived in that city, I approached a tour guide shyly asking him if I could use the loo. He said that we didn't have time and we had to rush so I went back to my seat. As my friend left, I had another seat to myself so I laid down, trying to forget about my bursting bladder. Half an hour later, a bump on the road woke me up, and this time I really had to go. I barely stood up and asked our tour guide to let me off the bus to pee. He declined and told me to hold it in 😩. I returned to my seat once again and played some music on my phone to distract myself from the aching pulsing bladder. 

After a while, my bestie woke up and walked up to me asking if I had to pee as well. I told her that I was bursting and with a hand between my thighs I got up to walk to the front of the bus to ask one more time for a pee break. I was at the verge of tears. Full bladder made me feel dizzy and almost sick. He told us that we won't be stopping until we reach the capital city, which is about four hours away. I almost fainted, but safely returned to my seat. Most passangers were sleeping, except for me and my bestie. We were really desperate for a pee. I still remember it vividly. I took a beach towel out of my bag and covered myself with it. The AC on the bus only made me want to pee more.

I fell asleep and suddenly woke up to a couple of droplets escaping my bladder. I knew that I had to control it, not to pee myself in front of everyone. I texted my mum saying the tour douche bag won't let us off the bus to pee and she told me:" just pee on the floor, darling". If i had been more daring, I'd definitely do that. However, I didn't want to be remembered as a girl who peed on the bus. One last time, we welked up to him informing him that there was a gas station 500 metres ahead. He just didn't care. 

I returned to my seat lifting my feet on the seat next to mine. I bent my knees trying my best to hold it. I was seriously about to burst any munute now. As everyone was still asleep i slowly took of my leggings and panties and let a small gush of piss into the seat next to mine, under the covers. It only lasted a couple of seconds. If I had continued, I'd overflow the seat and make a huge mess. So I stopped even though I was still bursting to pee. Nobody knew about my secret venture.

An hour and a half later, we reached the capital city. The moment our bus stopped, my bestie and I fleed off reaching the hotel. The receptionist at first didn't want to let us to use the restroom, but as I almost started crying, she showed us the way. We literally ran into the loo (only two stalls luckily) and I peed for 3 minutes full stream. It was painful but revealing. I never told anyone of my friends about my peeing venture...

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11 minutes ago, Ppgirl said:

One more summertime memory with my bestie... (Seems like all we do is pee, but that's not far from the truth)

We were returning home on the bus from our vacation. We spent 10 lovely days with our friends abroad (lots of pee stories as well). On our last bus break around 12 am I drank 2 0.5l juices and a bottle of water. She also drank a juice or two. As we entered our country, a tour guide said we'll be stopping in about half an hour in one of the bigger cities to drop some passengers off. It was already 2:30 in the morning and the desperation really started to kick in.

As we said goodbye to one of our friends who lived in that city, I approached a tour guide shyly asking him if I could use the loo. He said that we didn't have time and we had to rush so I went back to my seat. As my friend left, I had another seat to myself so I laid down, trying to forget about my bursting bladder. Half an hour later, a bump on the road woke me up, and this time I really had to go. I barely stood up and asked our tour guide to let me off the bus to pee. He declined and told me to hold it in 😩. I returned to my seat once again and played some music on my phone to distract myself from the aching pulsing bladder. 

After a while, my bestie woke up and walked up to me asking if I had to pee as well. I told her that I was bursting and with a hand between my thighs I got up to walk to the front of the bus to ask one more time for a pee break. I was at the verge of tears. Full bladder made me feel dizzy and almost sick. He told us that we won't be stopping until we reach the capital city, which is about four hours away. I almost fainted, but safely returned to my seat. Most passangers were sleeping, except for me and my bestie. We were really desperate for a pee. I still remember it vividly. I took a beach towel out of my bag and covered myself with it. The AC on the bus only made me want to pee more.

I fell asleep and suddenly woke up to a couple of droplets escaping my bladder. I knew that I had to control it, not to pee myself in front of everyone. I texted my mum saying the tour douche bag won't let us off the bus to pee and she told me:" just pee on the floor, darling". If i had been more daring, I'd definitely do that. However, I didn't want to be remembered as a girl who peed on the bus. One last time, we welked up to him informing him that there was a gas station 500 metres ahead. He just didn't care. 

I returned to my seat lifting my feet on the seat next to mine. I bent my knees trying my best to hold it. I was seriously about to burst any munute now. As everyone was still asleep i slowly took of my leggings and panties and let a small gush of piss into the seat next to mine, under the covers. It only lasted a couple of seconds. If I had continued, I'd overflow the seat and make a huge mess. So I stopped even though I was still bursting to pee. Nobody knew about my secret venture.

An hour and a half later, we reached the capital city. The moment our bus stopped, my bestie and I fleed off reaching the hotel. The receptionist at first didn't want to let us to use the restroom, but as I almost started crying, she showed us the way. We literally ran into the loo (only two stalls luckily) and I peed for 3 minutes full stream. It was painful but revealing. I never told anyone of my friends about my peeing venture...

Wow - that sounds like it was a real ordeal. I hope the relief at the end of it all was worth it. Your Mum sounds sensible ... you know mothers are usually right 😉 

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If the tour guide said that there was four hours after your third time of asking then it must have been six hours or so from the first time you asked.  To expect anyone to travel for six hours without a pee break is excessive, but to expect that after you had already said you needed to pee was sadistic.  I would seriously have said to him - look, I've asked nicely, there have been plenty of opportunities and if you don't arrange a pee stop very shortly then nature will take it's course and you'll have a bus to clean.

If he still said he wasn't stopping then I would have returned to the seat and either peed on the seat or on the floor.

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17 hours ago, Alfresco said:

If the tour guide said that there was four hours after your third time of asking then it must have been six hours or so from the first time you asked.  To expect anyone to travel for six hours without a pee break is excessive, but to expect that after you had already said you needed to pee was sadistic.  I would seriously have said to him - look, I've asked nicely, there have been plenty of opportunities and if you don't arrange a pee stop very shortly then nature will take it's course and you'll have a bus to clean.

If he still said he wasn't stopping then I would have returned to the seat and either peed on the seat or on the floor.

I was too shy to do that lol. But yeah I waited for more than 6 hours for a break

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On 9/12/2020 at 17:53, Ppgirl said:

Un altro ricordo estivo con la mia migliore amica ... (Sembra che tutto ciò che facciamo è fare pipì, ma non è lontano dalla verità)

Stavamo tornando a casa in autobus dalla nostra vacanza. Abbiamo trascorso 10 giorni incantevoli con i nostri amici all'estero (anche tante storie di pipì). Durante la nostra ultima pausa in autobus intorno alle 12:00 ho bevuto 2 succhi da 0,5 litri e una bottiglia d'acqua. Ha anche bevuto un succo o due. Quando siamo entrati nel nostro paese, una guida ha detto che ci fermeremo tra circa mezz'ora in una delle città più grandi per far scendere alcuni passeggeri. Erano già le 2:30 del mattino e la disperazione iniziò davvero a farsi sentire.

Mentre salutavamo uno dei nostri amici che viveva in quella città, mi sono avvicinato timidamente a una guida turistica chiedendogli se potevo usare il gabinetto. Ha detto che non avevamo tempo e che dovevamo correre così sono tornato al mio posto. Quando il mio amico se ne andò, avevo un altro posto per me, quindi mi sdraiai, cercando di dimenticare la mia vescica che scoppiava. Mezz'ora dopo, un bernoccolo sulla strada mi ha svegliato e questa volta dovevo davvero andare. Mi alzai a malapena e chiesi alla nostra guida turistica di farmi scendere dall'autobus per fare pipì. Ha rifiutato e mi ha detto di tenerlo in 😩 . Sono tornato al mio posto ancora una volta e ho suonato un po 'di musica sul telefono per distrarmi dalla vescica pulsante dolorante. 

Dopo un po ', la mia migliore amica si è svegliata e mi si è avvicinata chiedendomi se dovevo fare la pipì anche io. Le ho detto che stavo scoppiando e con una mano tra le cosce mi sono alzato per andare davanti all'autobus per chiedere ancora una volta una pausa per fare pipì. Ero sull'orlo delle lacrime. La vescica piena mi ha fatto sentire stordito e quasi malato. Ci ha detto che non ci fermeremo finché non avremo raggiunto la capitale, che dista circa quattro ore. Sono quasi svenuto, ma sono tornato sano e salvo al mio posto. La maggior parte dei passeggeri stava dormendo, tranne me e la mia migliore amica. Eravamo davvero alla disperata ricerca di una pipì. Lo ricordo ancora vividamente. Ho preso un telo da mare dalla borsa e me ne sono coperto. L'aria condizionata sull'autobus mi ha solo fatto venire voglia di fare pipì di più.

Mi sono addormentato e improvvisamente mi sono svegliato con un paio di goccioline che uscivano dalla mia vescica. Sapevo che dovevo controllarlo, non farmi pipì davanti a tutti. Ho mandato un messaggio a mia madre dicendo che la troia del tour non ci permetteva di scendere dall'autobus per fare pipì e lei mi ha detto: "piscia sul pavimento, tesoro". Se fossi stato più audace, lo farei sicuramente. Tuttavia, non volevo essere ricordata come una ragazza che faceva la pipì sull'autobus. Un'ultima volta, gli abbiamo dato il benvenuto informandolo che c'era una stazione di servizio 500 metri più avanti. Semplicemente non gli importava. 

Tornai al mio posto sollevando i piedi sul sedile accanto al mio. Ho piegato le ginocchia facendo del mio meglio per tenerlo. Adesso stavo seriamente per scoppiare qualsiasi munute. Siccome tutti dormivano ancora, lentamente mi tolsi i leggings e le mutandine e lasciai che un piccolo zampillo di piscio nel sedile accanto al mio, sotto le coperte. È durato solo un paio di secondi. Se avessi continuato, traboccherei il sedile e farei un gran casino. Così mi sono fermato anche se stavo ancora scoppiando a fare pipì. Nessuno sapeva della mia avventura segreta.

Un'ora e mezza dopo, abbiamo raggiunto la capitale. Nel momento in cui il nostro autobus si è fermato, io e la mia migliore amica siamo fuggiti raggiungendo l'hotel. All'inizio l'addetto alla reception non voleva lasciarci usare il bagno, ma mentre stavo quasi per piangere, ci ha mostrato la strada. Ci siamo letteralmente imbattuti in bagno (fortunatamente solo due bancarelle) e ho fatto pipì per 3 minuti a tutto flusso. È stato doloroso ma rivelatore. Non ho mai detto a nessuno dei miei amici della mia impresa di fare pipì ...

U are a amazing writer ! 

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14 hours ago, p1ssputz said:

Dude, nice. If you don't mind me asking, was this one of the really nice coach buses - the types used for touring? Were the seats the plush kinds, or more of the hard plastic type (like some public city buses)? I'm wondering how much you went and how much it soaked in. I love these types of stories; thanks for sharing!

Thanks 😊 it was the tour bus. Not very fancy but an okay one. I left a wet patch that didn't dry until we went off the bus for sure. My bestie sat there (on the non wet one) after me, but didn't mention anything. She either didn't pay attention or it was dry by then.

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