Night out

[pwpj 462]

Last night I met up with a friend of mine for some drinks in the pub. I joined her at about 8pm, she'd been drinking since 5pm. She's skinny, in her early twenties, with long dark brown hair and freckles. Wearing a grey dress and black tights. Very pretty!

We hadn't seen each other for a while so we spent a long time catching up over many drinks, so of course we both visited the facilities. I know from past experience that she often needed a wee after she'd been drinking for a while and this was no exception. She admitted after one trip that "if I'm out drinking I always need a wee!".

Anyway, it was gone 11 and we were standing talking to some other friends. We'd agreed to leave when the pub shut and walk home, as we live nearby. I saw her talking to somebody, engrossed in conversation, and subtly crossing her legs. They continued to talk and I saw she was subtly bending her knees and moving her hips. The friends left and she put her drink down and moved as if to go to the loo. At this point I called her name, she came over and we started talking about something else. I wondered how long she'd talk before stopping and going to the loo, and we kept talking. She was, by this point, standing with her legs together, bending and crossing her legs as she moved, although she was quite tipsy by this point. We were talking for at least 5 minutes before she said to me, "I'm really sorry but I really need the toilet, I'll be back in a minute!". She ran off towards the toilets.

A couple of minutes later she returned, looking a bit fraught. "There's a massive queue" she explained "Let's just go and I'll go when we get home!". She finished off her drink quickly, grabbed her coat and we left. She was walking with a determined pace, down the hill that the pub was on and onto the main road. We had been walking for about 10 minutes, talking, when she suddenly stopped and crossed her legs tight, screwing her eyes up. "Oh I really need the toilet, I badly need a wee" she said. She balled her hands and held them either side of her hips, and then opened her eyes "Come on, let's get hoooome", practically dragging me along the main road. She then stopped a little later and bent her legs so far down I was sure she was about to squat, she held tightly onto her crotch and then came back upright again. "OK. Where are the nearest bushes?" she said. I said there were some about 100m down the road. "OK. I need to get there." She stood, legs held together tightly, knees bent slightly, breathing quickly and sucking air in. Then she started to half-run, half-walk, with her legs still tightly together, along the road. We got to the edge of the bushed area and she stopped again, crossed her legs extremely tightly and said "Oh my god, I am absolutely bursting, I don't want to move I'm scared it'll come out!". She stood there with her legs crossed, in deep concentration, for about a minute. Then she said "Right. I'm going to go into that bush there so I can't be seen from the road... here goes". She put her hands up under her skirt and hooked her tights and knickers in them. She ran into the long grass at the side of the road but had only gone in a couple of meters when she stopped and shouted "Ohhh!". Quick as a flash she had her knickers down and an absolutely huge stream shot out of her, before she could squat down. She squatted there, groaning and sighing in relief, all the time creating a massive puddle. "All that beer!" she moaned. After over a minute and a half she stopped, and then did a massive sigh. She inspected her knickers, which were pink, and had a tennis-ball sized wet patch on them, pulled them up and came back to the road.

The remainder of the walk home was at a more sedate pace. Another 20 minutes later we had to stop so she could wee behind a bin, and she had plenty to do then. She explained that she could usually hold a lot but she didn't like the feeling of being full so she'd often go as soon as she got the urge.

[wetterisbetter 140]

Great night and what a good friend you have. Where did this all happen?

[idk21 0]

wow good storey

[Miyagi 515]

Cool story, it seems got a good view of your friend peeing :cool:.

[Bob lang 2]

Awesome sighting. Have you seen her desperate on other occasions? (she sounds like she has a small bladder when drinking).

[pwpj 462]

I've seen her desperate quite a few times. She openly admits that alcohol goes right through her. I once was talking to her and noticed she was crossing her legs and wiggling her hips, after a while she gave me a funny look and said "Shut up! I'm trying to hold it in, cos once I've broken the seal I'll need a wee for the rest of the night". She lasted another 10 minutes or so before giving in. A few times I've kept talking to her and waited for her to break off mid-sentance to run to the loo.

[Alfresco 11,631]

Another great account! Thanks pwpj. I remember when I was at university we used to have a 2 mile walk home from the city and our route passed through "Exhibition Park" We renamed it "Exhibitionists Park" because we regularly used to have to stop there and expose ourselves for a pee. Unfortuanately I didn't have any female housemates, otherwise it would have been more interesting. However, we did often go drinking with some girls and we went our separate ways before getting to the park. On one such night out, I was with two girls and they were both giggling and whispering something to each other, then one of them suddenly said "excuse us" and they dived into an alley and both popped squats behind a bin. Unfortunately it didn't happen nearly often enough though.

[pwpj 462]

I'm quite lucky to know her as a girl who A) needs to wee a lot with alcohol, B) is open about it and C) lovely and pretty! I often wonder if she ever has to stop on the way home for a wee after a night out drinking?

She is very reserved in general and doesn't like to be rude. I've seen her break off from a conversation and walk towards the toilets but stopped her for a chat. She will then talk for a while, crossing her legs and moving her hips, before excusing herself in an apologetic hurry midway through a sentance and running to the toilet. I saw her once as I was leaving the gents, running towards the ladies - "Sorry, can't stop, toilet!". She's probably had hundreds of near misses and outdoor squats!