Your "I should stop, but I'm not going to" moment.

[pguy2981 930]

Looking at this picture, I couldn't help but wonder about a time you felt the desire to do a naughty piss somewhere risky, and you felt like you should've stopped, but you kept going and going for the sheer thrill of it? How big was the mess? How close were you to getting caught, if at all?

Edited April 25, 2022 by pguy2981
Clarity and conciseness

[MaxWasTaken 514]

Well i was caught twice but only because i didn't notice people approaching me. But having an evening pee in the streets is not that uncommon in Germany so no one said anything.

Guess my ideas weren't interesting enough to have this moment :D. Hope it will happen one day.

[Peewee123 1,111]

I get this often but possibly because I have an internal battle about the pee fetish anyway. I’ve done it at when peeing in a glass, thought I only had a little bit in bladder but under estimated it. So tipped the glass in the sink and refilled glass, again emptied and went again and so on. But each glass was harder to stop to empty it and in the end I just carried on peeing and went all over the floor. Thankfully was a wet room and so it just flowed down the drain and a quick mop of the floor and it was fine. 

[James_erased 1,293]

Oh wow, I definitely have quite a few of these - I’m very partial to a naughty piss; my favourite kind, in fact. 
 

One that stands out in particular, is a girlfriend (at the time) who’d left one of her T-shirts at my place. I wanted to piss on it, and with her knowledge, chucked it on my bed and then knelt beside to piss all over it. It was a much longer piss than expected, and I also anticipated the T-shirt to soak up more of the piss than it did, causing my piss to start going on the bed as well. I definitely thought “I should stop” at that moment, but was enjoying defiling her T-shirt far too much, and so definitely decided I wasn’t going to. It was left completely drenched!

[pguy2981 930]

11 hours ago, Likelettingitgo said:

For me it was the very first time I wet my pants. As a student in my room in a studenthouse. I really had to pee and I wanted to just make a little wet spot. But then I just didn't stop peeing. And I remember thinking 'what I'm I doing, this is crazy!'  But it felt so naughty and exiting. Luckily I had a metal lid from a container close by to stand on, if not the carpet would have been soaked.

Then I realised I had no other pants available, they were in the washing machine, one floor up.

This ended on a cliffhanger haha. Personally, I'd rather be seen naked than with wet pants, so I think I would know my next move.

[pguy2981 930]

9 hours ago, Peewee123 said:

I get this often but possibly because I have an internal battle about the pee fetish anyway. I’ve done it at when peeing in a glass, thought I only had a little bit in bladder but under estimated it. So tipped the glass in the sink and refilled glass, again emptied and went again and so on. But each glass was harder to stop to empty it and in the end I just carried on peeing and went all over the floor. Thankfully was a wet room and so it just flowed down the drain and a quick mop of the floor and it was fine. 

I love this. Was this at home or in public? I recently paid a visit to an out of town Starbucks and pissed in their drain. Easy clean up but it was very obvious that someone did something over the drain. There was another person after me, I wonder if she attempted using the drain too...

[pguy2981 930]

37 minutes ago, Likelettingitgo said:

I love the picture of the girl on the radiator b.t.w.

Same. If only she was pissing on it instead of from.

[pguy2981 930]

1 hour ago, Likelettingitgo said:

No, I love the view 🙂

Maybe I've romanticized my last experience involving a girl, a heater, and a torrent of piss, but when she's got the booty and the pussy stream on the heater, it's the best sight ever. But this view is good too, don't get me wrong 🙂

[peecurious94 3,172]

I was masturbating on my couch growing up...my mom wasn't home, and I was in a very dirty mood. I let a little bit of pee dribble out of my pussy and onto the couch cushion. The feeling was fabulous, so I continued to empty my bladder on the couch. After I came, I flipped the cushion over. My mom never said anything about it, so I assume she never noticed? 

[pguy2981 930]

12 hours ago, peecurious94 said:

I was masturbating on my couch growing up...my mom wasn't home, and I was in a very dirty mood. I let a little bit of pee dribble out of my pussy and onto the couch cushion. The feeling was fabulous, so I continued to empty my bladder on the couch. After I came, I flipped the cushion over. My mom never said anything about it, so I assume she never noticed? 

I used to do that when I was younger. I was one of those kids who would eye ball that one hole in the couch and be like 😏. Once I'd finish, I'd leave it in and piss inside the couch, letting the depth of the couch soak it up. Sometimes I would pee on the couch cushions like you did and flip it over if I could. No one was ever the wiser and I did it so fucking much...

What was the cushion to piss ratio? How much did you pee?

Edited May 23, 2022 by pguy2981

[peecurious94 3,172]

On 5/23/2022 at 8:03 AM, pguy2981 said:

I used to do that when I was younger. I was one of those kids who would eye ball that one hole in the couch and be like 😏. Once I'd finish, I'd leave it in and piss inside the couch, letting the depth of the couch soak it up. Sometimes I would pee on the couch cushions like you did and flip it over if I could. No one was ever the wiser and I did it so fucking much...

What was the cushion to piss ratio? How much did you pee?

It was usually a full-bladder pee...the couch had 3 cushions to give you an idea of couch size. I would usually cover 1/2-2/3 of its area easily after peeing. It also depended on when my mom would be home...if I masturbated in the morning, I would empty my bladder. If it was closer to time for her to come home, I would make a smaller wet patch and finish emptying my bladder in the corner of the living room or in my closet. With my recent interaction with my mom, i guess i could have emptied my bladder on the couch in front of her, and she probably wouldn't have cared lol

[pguy2981 930]

38 minutes ago, peecurious94 said:

It was usually a full-bladder pee...the couch had 3 cushions to give you an idea of couch size. I would usually cover 1/2-2/3 of its area easily after peeing. It also depended on when my mom would be home...if I masturbated in the morning, I would empty my bladder. If it was closer to time for her to come home, I would make a smaller wet patch and finish emptying my bladder in the corner of the living room or in my closet. With my recent interaction with my mom, i guess i could have emptied my bladder on the couch in front of her, and she probably wouldn't have cared lol

She definitely couldn't have cared less. In fact, maybe she would finish the couch off with you. Such a nice bonding experience it would have been. The good thing is now you can spray in front of each other all you want! I'm very happy for you.

As for this story, do you usually sit down and dribble, or do you move around? What's your preferred method? With 2/3s of the couch covered, I can only imagine that you arched some of it onto the second cushion.

 

[peecurious94 3,172]

3 minutes ago, pguy2981 said:

As for this story, do you usually sit down and dribble, or do you move around? What's your preferred method? With 2/3s of the couch covered, I can only imagine that you arched some of it onto the second cushion.

 

I usually like to dribble, but sometimes when my pussy clenches, it will spray further. If it is getting too wet underneath me, I will move forward. I usually edge until my bladder is empty before I cum if I plan on emptying my bladder. If I don't, I will usually finish my pee on the floor/wall, then cum. 

Edited May 27, 2022 by peecurious94

[peecurious94 3,172]

3 minutes ago, pguy2981 said:

She definitely couldn't have cared less. In fact, maybe she would finish the couch off with you. Such a nice bonding experience it would have been. The good thing is now you can spray in front of each other all you want! I'm very happy for you.

 

I am very excited for this weekend! I am going to ask permission to pee in my closet and in the living room, and ask if she would like to watch what I used to do in private 🙂

[pguy2981 930]

4 hours ago, peecurious94 said:

I usually like to dribble, but sometimes when my pussy clenches, it will spray further. If it is getting too wet underneath me, I will move forward. I usually edge until my bladder is empty before I cum if I plan on emptying my bladder. If I don't, I will usually finish my pee on the floor/wall, then cum. 

That sounds amazing right now 

 

 

[peecurious94 3,172]

If anyone is interested, I posted about my mom and my peeing experience over the weekend in the thread “how to tell my mom about my fetish” ☺️

[steamlover6 719]

On 5/27/2022 at 5:17 AM, peecurious94 said:

I usually like to dribble, but sometimes when my pussy clenches, it will spray further. If it is getting too wet underneath me, I will move forward. I usually edge until my bladder is empty before I cum if I plan on emptying my bladder. If I don't, I will usually finish my pee on the floor/wall, then cum. 

Reading those words conveys to my mind the excitement of the feeling of the pressure you were experiencing in your pussy, enjoying the sensation of holding back a lot of pee. It is sharing that sensation with a lovely girl that I really love

[ukpeegirl86 2,974]

My “I should stop but I’m not going to” moment came last weekend coming home from a night out. I really needed to piss desperately and would have struggled to make it home without leaking so I was on the lookout for a private spot to pee. I saw a block of flats with the door propped open and went in and had a look around the entrance and stairwell. There was nobody around so I decided to go for it and have a wee under the stairs. I stepped past a pushbike squatted under the stairs with my back to the wall. Lowering my jeans and thong I started to piss onto the floor. The relief was unreal. I’d been going a few seconds when I heard footsteps and voices. I should have stopped but the relief of finally letting loose was too much. I continued to piss forcefully. The group were coming back from a night out themselves and glanced at me pissing as they came in, but made no comment. I couldn’t have stopped even if I’d wanted to. I heard them walk up the stairs and heard a door open a couple of floors up as they let themselves in. I finished pissing and looked at the enormous puddle on the tile floor now spreading out into the hallway area. I rearranged my clothing and left to head home. 

[gldenwetgoose 20,245]

@ukpeegirl86 - Definitely the most awesome thing I've read all day.   I'm visualising every moment of it - loving the fact that you didn't and couldn't stop.

And I'm guessing you made it home leak free as a bonus.   Huge thanks for sharing.

[peecurious94 3,172]

On 5/31/2022 at 6:34 AM, ukpeegirl86 said:

My “I should stop but I’m not going to” moment came last weekend coming home from a night out. I really needed to piss desperately and would have struggled to make it home without leaking so I was on the lookout for a private spot to pee. I saw a block of flats with the door propped open and went in and had a look around the entrance and stairwell. There was nobody around so I decided to go for it and have a wee under the stairs. I stepped past a pushbike squatted under the stairs with my back to the wall. Lowering my jeans and thong I started to piss onto the floor. The relief was unreal. I’d been going a few seconds when I heard footsteps and voices. I should have stopped but the relief of finally letting loose was too much. I continued to piss forcefully. The group were coming back from a night out themselves and glanced at me pissing as they came in, but made no comment. I couldn’t have stopped even if I’d wanted to. I heard them walk up the stairs and heard a door open a couple of floors up as they let themselves in. I finished pissing and looked at the enormous puddle on the tile floor now spreading out into the hallway area. I rearranged my clothing and left to head home. 

This is AMAZING. I love how you kept peeing even though people were watching you. You're an IDOL.

[amzy90 65]

On 5/31/2022 at 12:34 PM, ukpeegirl86 said:

My “I should stop but I’m not going to” moment came last weekend coming home from a night out. I really needed to piss desperately and would have struggled to make it home without leaking so I was on the lookout for a private spot to pee. I saw a block of flats with the door propped open and went in and had a look around the entrance and stairwell. There was nobody around so I decided to go for it and have a wee under the stairs. I stepped past a pushbike squatted under the stairs with my back to the wall. Lowering my jeans and thong I started to piss onto the floor. The relief was unreal. I’d been going a few seconds when I heard footsteps and voices. I should have stopped but the relief of finally letting loose was too much. I continued to piss forcefully. The group were coming back from a night out themselves and glanced at me pissing as they came in, but made no comment. I couldn’t have stopped even if I’d wanted to. I heard them walk up the stairs and heard a door open a couple of floors up as they let themselves in. I finished pissing and looked at the enormous puddle on the tile floor now spreading out into the hallway area. I rearranged my clothing and left to head home. 

Amazing love this! Did you get a pic of the puddle you left them? 😄

[Sexismygod 1,762]

My story came from a business trip about a year before lockdown.

I was walking home from dinner with two colleagues, one male, on female.  The walk took longer than expected and I was absolutely bursting.  I felt fine when we left the restaurant, but that's beer for you.  When it filters through, it takes no prisoners.  I took a position slightly behind the other two as we walked, because I was afraid I might have an accident and so they wouldn't see the way I was walking (or me squeezing myself to keep control).  After about ten minutes, and realising we were still a long way from the hotel, I knew I'd never make it.  Shortly after, the first short burst of pee hit.  A little after, a second wave crested and another burst of pee increased the wet spot.  Then something strange happened and I went from trying desperately to hold back the flood to slowly & deliberately pissing myself as we walked.  I knew I should stop but I decided to just let it happen.  I managed to keep up the conversation throughout and the street was dimly lit to hide the evidence but my jeans were soaked and I could feel the pee in my shoes.  I'm sure I left a wet trail behind me.

By the time we reached the hotel, the wetness had spread to completely cover the front and was no longer dripping on the ground.  The jeans just looked darker than usual, at least from the front.  The back had that wet/dry look that pissed jeans always get.  Only the girl was in my hotel and it was a bizarre walk through the brightly lit lobby to the lift and up to our rooms.  Talk about feeling exposed!  She never said anything to indicate she'd noticed and I'm not going to ask.  When I got to my floor (she was on the floor below) another wave hit, but this time I was alone so just unzipped, got my cock out, and pissed onto the hallway carpet as I walked back to my room.

[pguy2981 930]

On 5/22/2022 at 7:42 PM, peecurious94 said:

I was masturbating on my couch growing up...my mom wasn't home, and I was in a very dirty mood. I let a little bit of pee dribble out of my pussy and onto the couch cushion. The feeling was fabulous, so I continued to empty my bladder on the couch. After I came, I flipped the cushion over. My mom never said anything about it, so I assume she never noticed? 

I think, considering your more recent posts, that its time you asked your mom about that experience lol. Better yet, recreate it 🙂

[Peenicks 853]

Ooo, I like this topic! Mine came to me at a bookstore. Now, it's not what you think! I wasn't that outta control (maybe someday + some alcohol). 

I had been desperate to pee when I walked in and booked it towards the back of the store to find the restrooms. When I got inside I slammed my ass down at one of the stalls and ripped down my shorts and panties immediately. I pissed enough into the toilet that I had released most of the tension I carried in with me, but then I had a naughty intrusive thought. Without much more thinking I turned my hips a bit on the seat towards the wall of the stall. I busily started spraying the partition with my pee, it got me going to watch the droplets roll down the wall and drip from the bottom of it towards the floor, like one of those plexiglass fountains you see at a high-end Japanese restaurant.

It was around the time that my piss started to pool on the tile beneath my feet that I realized

A. Someone could come in here any second and 

B. Someone's going to have to clean this up

But at this stage the torrential flow wasn't stopping and it likely would've done more harm than good to try and course correct back to the bowl so I kept my clear spray going until I was spent. In a flaccid attempt to make amends I spurted my last few drops into the toilet but it only landed on the seat. 

Sincerest apologies to the bookstore worker who had to deal with that fiasco on a Sunday afternoon, if you're reading this.

That said, if you are reading this here then you're probably the type to get a kick outta this kind of story so... you're welcome 😘

[pguy2981 930]

1 hour ago, Peenicks said:

Ooo, I like this topic! Mine came to me at a bookstore. Now, it's not what you think! I wasn't that outta control (maybe someday + some alcohol).

I have to admin, I thought of my female friend in this light. I once discussed my fetish at length and, while nothing came of it, she did offer to hang out with me and do these kinds of naughty things. We had planned to make her pee pretty publicly (under desks, on the carpet in bookstores, in broad daylight in a public place. I'd love to hear what a naughty drunken day in the bookstore looks like to you.

1 hour ago, Peenicks said:

I had been desperate to pee when I walked in and booked it towards the back of the store to find the restrooms. When I got inside I slammed my ass down at one of the stalls and ripped down my shorts and panties immediately. I pissed enough into the toilet that I had released most of the tension I carried in with me, but then I had a naughty intrusive thought. Without much more thinking I turned my hips a bit on the seat towards the wall of the stall. I busily started spraying the partition with my pee, it got me going to watch the droplets roll down the wall and drip from the bottom of it towards the floor, like one of those plexiglass fountains you see at a high-end Japanese restaurant.

I love folding to the naughty intrusive thoughts I have while drunk. I've done this a couple times in clubs, just straight up turned my hips toward the wall and peed. Another naughty thought I folded to was going outside naked in full view of the neighbors at 4am and just letting loose into the flower bed. No way I could have stopped, even if I wanted to. A whole 30 second solid stream too.

 

2 hours ago, Peenicks said:

It was around the time that my piss started to pool on the tile beneath my feet that I realized

A. Someone could come in here any second and 

B. Someone's going to have to clean this up

But at this stage the torrential flow wasn't stopping and it likely would've done more harm than good to try and course correct back to the bowl so I kept my clear spray going until I was spent. In a flaccid attempt to make amends I spurted my last few drops into the toilet but it only landed on the seat. 

Sincerest apologies to the bookstore worker who had to deal with that fiasco on a Sunday afternoon, if you're reading this.

That said, if you are reading this here then you're probably the type to get a kick outta this kind of story so... you're welcome

What would you have done if someone did come in and see water rolling down from underneath the stall? What if someone opened the door to see you peeing like that? Would you have walked out in confidence, or stayed inside and waited until A.) The person leaves or B.) The person calls the manager.
 

If it had been me, I probably would have faked having a mental break or fugue state.