Open reaction of women caught peeing.

[vpw 824]

From the reports I see many who have faced a woman peeing outdoors face to face. In most cases its awkward for both and the wise among us make it look like a genuine accident even if it was deliberate. We would look away and not make eye contact or pretend we are there for the same purpose. These two have invariably resulted in the female relaxing down. Many continue and some tell you to look the other way. Many though will apologize or break into a smile. I have had some notable situations like this in real life. Boss Egwalrus will relate to this quite well. Some women would even hold a conversation.

My first experience started as a kid. I was around thirteen and had already had my share of sightings and had developed a taste for female pee. I would hear females going indoors and then hear them hissing away that was quite fascinating for me.

My first accidental sighting occurred at my house.

My newly married aunt came to live with us for a month. She was married to my uncle who was in the navy and was away for work. My mom invited her to stay with us for a month and half. She was in her early twenties and very pretty with white glowing skin and a very pretty face with big eyes. I noticed her body had good assets with full breasts and ass and a curvy hip. Best of all was her attitude, she was always friendly and never grumpy and we would have long talks. This was different from my other relatives. She worked giving her exam to be a science teacher for school.

One of the reasons she and I gelled well was our long discussion on science and the knowledge I would gain from her.

Sometimes I would sit with her just to imagine her naked even though I would feel guilty as she was my aunt by marriage. One afternoon I had just come back from school. My bedroom was upstairs and it had a toilet there. I would usually go and shower before having my lunch. I walked up to my room. I got the clothes out and proceeded to take my shower. The door to my bathroom was partly open. My bathroom had squat toilet that was on a platform as soon as you entered it and then on side was the shower area. The front of the toilet faced the door so anyone who squatted over it would face the door as well.

I pushed the door open and there she was. My aunt was perched on the toilet and in typical fashion with her legs spread wide. The toilet pans are designed small so for ladies they need to truly lower themselves to make sure they don’t make a mess with their pee stream. T hats the reason they spread their legs fully wide and lower their pelvic region. That also brings their pubic region level with their thighs.

Just imagine, a very pretty young woman all naked and with her privates on full show and that too for a teen who had a secret crush on her. This is another of those memories that's etched forever due to the special circumstances. As I mentioned she had lifted up her dress up and was totally naked down below with her legs wide open. Like other women she didn’t shave. This was seventies and I am sure it was same elsewhere. There was thick curly black hair all over contrasting with her light skin. I even distinctly remember the hair on her legs. The hair went up into a long trail all the way up to her navel. I had previously seen that trail as the women in India wear their dress below navel and keep their mid portion exposed.

All this happened in span of few seconds when my aunt realized that she was busted. She quickly looked up and our eyes met, her face turned beet red probably looking at me gaping at her. I on the other hand was absolutely mortified as if I had done something gravely wrong even though it was not my fault actually.

I quickly lowered my head in shame and after murmuring an apology began I turned around to leave. I heard my aunt call my name and told me not to worry as there was nothing wrong. I noticed the tone of her voice had no anger and that gave me some relief. I had my back to her and was going to pull the door when she told me not to as there was no power. She then told me to wait outside as she was finishing up. She explained she was in my room checking out my book and music collection. She appeared to be totally calm about this unlike me. She even asked me how was my day at school. She kept her conversation as I heard the noise of pee hitting the pan followed by a steady hiss.

It kept a steady tone and then I heard it go lower indicating end of her pee. Then I heard her turning the tap and suddenly she exclaimed that there was no water in tap. It would happen sometimes due to erratic water supply. I have mentioned before that in India most women even today prefer to wash their genitals after pee rather than use paper, even for their shit they use water to wash with their left hands. I told her about the erratic water supply. She audibly expressed her frustration and then asked me if there is any water anywhere. I told her there is a water well downstairs where we source our water. She asked me to come inside the bathroom in a calm voice. I was hesitant yet couldn’t disobey her. I opened the door of the bathroom to enter and averted my eyes from her. She was still squatted over the toilet. She told me to take the bucket and get her some water from downstairs. Then she laughed out loud. She asked me what was the matter as I was avoiding looking at her. She told me not to feel shy as all this was part of nature. There was nothing to be afraid of. Then she told me to come stand in front of her. I was now in a quandary due to all this unexpected happenings.

I went and stood in front of her but still looked away. She asked me if this was the first time I had seen a woman naked. I had to lie to her even though I had seen many women peeing outdoors. She told me to get a good look and finish my curiosity as it was unhealthy to be ashamed of one’s body. She was quite progressive for a woman unlike others. She asked me if I had studied biology and female anatomy. I replied in affirmative and then she asked me to point out her urethra. I looked at her face timidly and saw she was smiling.

Then she spread her pussy lips and hair to spread it apart and asked me to point out. It was an amazing sight to see all the moist pink insides and the two holes. What was most amazing was to see this young woman totally calm about her sexuality. Then she raised pointed to all her wet hair and told that men had it easy as women had to deal with the mess of their pee due to their physiology. She was all matter of fact. She then raised herself from the toilet but I saw her she didn’t lower her dress. She was wearing a one piece nightgown type dress thats commonly worn in summers by ladies in India. Now I saw her big black triangle and the hair trail. She looked truly sexy and I had a boner by now that I was trying to hide desperately.

Her hands held the dress by the side and raised it all the way up over her head. She was wearing a sleeveless dress so her underarm hair was visible but when she raised it I saw they were as dense as the one on bottom. Herr big tits were on display with big light pink circles and massive nipples in between that were fully erect.

She smiled and told me to take a good look and get your curiosity out for once about female bodies once for all and look at them with natural view.

Now my courage increased and I asked her when did she start getting hair on her underarms and between her legs. She told me they started appearing when she was around eleven and by my age they were quite thick. She asked me if I had developed hair down below and I replied that I had few but not as thick as hers. She then pointed at the difference of shape between female and male bodies. She pointed at her thighs, then her hips and finally her tits. I asked her about the female butt. She turned around and showed me her well rounded big firm butt-cheeks. This was a true delight as they had been getting my attention for long. I admired the bright big globes and I saw thick strands of hair growing in between them. I asked her about hair and she said its natural growth in women, some have it and some don’t and then she parted he ass cheeks and told me to get a good look.

I saw the wrinkled pink hole with a circle of curly hair that encircled it as well as strands of hair that ran up her butt.

She then told me to fetch her water to wash her privates. I picked up the bucket and returned in after few minutes. I was totally excited by this and I rushed back to see more. Lucky for me my mom and servants had gone out of the house so it was all empty even though I didn’t expect anyone to come to my room at that time.

I was inside the room and I had left the door to the bathroom half open. I noticed my aunt standing and waiting for me to fetch her the water. She asked me to hand her a mug of water as she squatted down. Now I was enjoying her view without any guilt but somehow the curiosity in me or the desire to peep on her was gone. Not that I lost my admiration for the view on offer but in a way the earlier feeling of taboo and thrill seems to have left. My aunt was right about getting rid of my issues. The moment she squatted she told me to hold on to the mug and I realized she was peeing. This time her flow was started in a messy dribble and suddenly turned to a huge arc accompanied by a loud hiss. The arc missed the pan and shot straight on to the floor ahead. I almost got splashed with her pee but I managed to move out of the way. She warned me to move out of the stream. After few seconds the arc lost its intensity and began to taper off. Then it stopped and I saw my aunt made few soft grunt and I saw her vulva flex couple of times as I saw her anus opening close and open few times. She let out a loud fart that startled me. She broke into a laughter and explained the process of female pee where both the urethra and anus were part of the process. Therefore it was normal for women to fart sometimes when they peed.

With that she asked for the mug of water and started washing her pussy by splashing the water with her hand. I felt open enough to ask her about the role of the clitoris and pointed at her top fold. She paused and smiled and told me she would explain its role later. She then told me the fold is the hood and the clitoris lies under it. She asked me to lean down and get a closer look at her genitals. She split it wide and I noticed the small button like protrusion under the hood that she said was the actual clit.

With her lips spread everything was visible, the small opening of her urethra as well as the larger opening below. I noticed her bright insides glistening with fluids. She then got up and this time she lowered her dress.

She and I became more than friends after this, not only due to the peeing incident but the overall frank exchange from a woman who is confident with her sexuality. In fact her openness resulted in my general attitude and approach to female nudity and sexuality.

One day she kept her promise and described me the role of clitoris as an organ of please and masturbation. I knew that already but it was fun to hear it from a woman. She never exposed herself again like the first day and neither did I ask her. She and I traveled by bus to her place and it was a long journey. In those days the rest stops meant a shack and women would usually go pee behind them and most of the times just by the side of the road.

I moved out of the country next year and kept in touch with my aunt. She had two kids and remained my good friend as we would exchange letters. Sadly she passed away of cancer after twelve years and that was my lowest point as I lost a close friend and a adviser.

After that I have had many close unexpected and sometimes planned sightings, in few cases the woman got startled but mostly in the west the women would either laugh it off or just apologize and few would hold a conversation.

[vpw 824]

On my trip last year to India, I had accompanied few students and faculty to a picnic. This was an all girls college and in a small town. My eyes are always scanning for opportunities and I observed that like typical outing spots in India especially small town the facilities meant open nature.

I noticed not much had changed about ladies who needed to go outdoors.

They would simply walk to toward the edge of the field and squat down with their backs to field. This meant a distance of fifty meters max. The edge of the field ended in a small narrow road used by villagers and then beyond were thatched huts where the farmers lived.

The edge did have some palm and coconut trees but they hardly provided any cover. I also noticed an open and casual attitude to bodily functions. The girls would announce they needed to pee and usually prefer to be accompanied by a male or female faculty. There were few old male faculty along with myself. Even the younger female professors would ask us to accompany them.

The reason was to prevent or shoo away young boys and kids from the village who would come for a show. It was surprising as in the villages in India most women pee in the open and are usually seen by others in the area so the kids were used to this kind of exposure and considered it natural. However in this case their fascination was that these are women from the town and compared to the locals wore different clothes and along with appearance. This was the reason they would stand and watch. For the women, they didn’t mind the people walking by on the narrow road where they would be in full view but they didn’t want to deal with curious village kids ogling at them like some museum pieces.

I or the other professors would generally accompany them and stand either besides them or behind them when they women would pee keeping a lookout for the nuisance. It was amazing to see how cozy they were with their bodily functions in front of males but then we are older responsible gents who would not think dirty as per their assumption. In fact women would insist a familiar old male figure go with them as a guardian during their vulnerable period.

For me this was an incredible chance to enjoy young girls peeing. In fact I have seen the same attitude in US with my female colleagues or friend’s wives or daughters. I have peed together or just stood guard while all of them dropped their pants and usually in open areas or on boats etc or many times in parking lots next to the car. Most of my friend's wives do that when we go somewhere, they would usually empty their beer or wine filled bladders and squat down by car with me in guard.

Interestingly our conversation turned to the subject of toilets or porta toilets and the consensus from the ladies was that they were never maintained nor cleaned as water is scarce in those areas. The ladies just preferred in the open as its far cleaner and healthier never mind the exposure. All told me that its a natural need and thereby inhibitions can’t come in the way. Their only issue was the nuisance factor of young males ogling or staring at them.

I accompanied the ladies quite a few times in batches of two or three. In fact the fifty odd meter they walked to go behind the thin palm trees hardly gave them any cover. Even from distance they were fully visible lowering their pants or lifting up their garment and squatting down with their bums exposed from distance. With few hours of the picnic I had some excellent distant view of all shades of brown and light skinned bottoms of various shape peeing away.

I made sure no one saw me staring at the ladies. Of course the close quarter view was way better and detailed when I would either stand behind them relishing their tight young butts exposed and peeing with hiss and splatter. I would watch most of them from the corner of my eyes under my dark shades and they were not bothered about it. While they would lower themselves it was a good show of their pussies and then their split ass would give a view of their streams and dark brown or black or pink starfishes. I had quite a lot of wonderful rear and side views of pretty young college kids and their young female professors but so far didn’t get any chance for a bang on front view.

All that changed when in the last half of our session the girls along with their female professors got up. In total there close to eleven females all ready to empty their bladders before hitting the road. There was a very cute young female professor who asked me to come with them. This time they needed me as we saw few village kids playing on an empty patch of land across the road.

This time I was told to step in front and keep an eye on them in case they decided to get adventurous. I had my back to them as the girls started to squat down while they were chatting among themselves. Suddenly I noticed the ball kids were playing with come across the road and go inside the region where the ladies had squatted down. One of the girls let out a scream when she saw the ball coming toward her. At this point I decided to retrieve it and send it back across as I didn’t want the kids to come close and create a nuisance. I saw the kids were running down to fetch their ball. I quickly turned around and with as much discretion as I could manage I gingerly went among the peeing ladies to get the ball.

I bent down to pick the ball up and right away I was face to face with some eight odd peeing pussies that included the pretty older one. I managed to get a quick detailed look as the older woman guided me toward the ball. I counted three trimmed brown sources and two fully bald one that belonged to two skinny good looking girls who were athletes. My best view occurred of the older faculty woman. She was around late twenties. She had a blue denim and a sweater top. She had nice pale yellow skin. I saw her denims rolled down around her knees, she had spread her legs wide and her pussy was parallel to the thighs. Her big lips were split wide open with pee shooting out in a big arc. Her pubic region covered by straight thin hair that didn’t look to be trimmed but natural as there were long strands of it hanging from her inner thighs and butt still dripping with pee. I picked up the ball and threw it back to the kids and told them to go. However, the kids were now transfixed on the young women exposed and doing their natural act. Most of them had wide eyed curious look of checking out girls from the city doing what their neighbors do. I tried raising my voice to shoo them away but I heard the lady behind me tell me to let them be as long as they just watch and not be a botheration. I was surprised by her collected attitude but then these ladies had no other choice.

I was facing the women and I saw them finishing up and pulling their dress and panties up over their wet pussies while few others joined them. The lady who was talking to me finished up and I saw her pussy and ass was dripping with pee. She had managed to pull her denim up half way through while she st giving all a nice show of her triangle. I was within few feet and could see her engorged clit and lips peeing out between her bush. Finally, she had pulled her panties up and joined me as we waited for the other girls to finish. I told her how hard it is for the ladies to do their thing, she just smiled and told me that if one needs to go outside in India, they need to get used to it. She also mentioned the big events during months of September and October where all have no place but to go behind the tents or besides and pee. According to her the ladies were not bothered at all unless some pervert would try to creep them out. For her this was nature’s call and there is nothing that could be done about it.

So even after all these years not much has changed, rather the ladies have adapted even better and more rational on their physical needs and inhibition. In fact the young lady who I was talking to sat next to me in the bus. She had done a psychology major and we soon got into talks of human traits. I told her in roman time men and women did their nature’s call together and it was considered normal. There was no inhibitions to do this in Roman and Greek society then. She said its men who imposed silly rules and made women inhibited as they considered show of woman’s nudity as titillating. She then recalled an interesting anecdote on her experience at the hospital. She had gone there for her regular gynecological check up. While she was on stirrup her regular doctor came along with some student interns. She was embarrassed as most were young males apart from one female and there she was all exposed. She endued that but what happened after was shocking. It seems when the interns left they forgot to shut the door behind them. She was down on the table and unable to notice that faux pas. The door faced an alley where other patients and their families waited. There she was on stirrups giving the best show of her life to males and I am sure that didn’t go down well with their female companion.

When the nurse came to the room she quickly shut the door and told about this to her. At first her reaction was of sheer anger for the negligence but then she realized there was no point in raising hue and cry and what the others had seen was a female organ that gave life. She left that day never to come back to that hospital again. According to her, when she passed the folks in the alley, the men had the guiltiest look around while the females didn’t look too happy except for few who had a smile on their face probably at this woman’s unintentional exposure just told them that she made the day for so many lucky men and she broke into a big laughter. I then asked her how women who pee deal with all the wetness especially those who don’t shave. No one carries toilet paper or have concept of it. Also they are urban luxury items in India. She told me her panties are soaked so she and others would go take a shower when they reach home.

She then asked me if all women in US are shaved or have Brazilian and I relied that most have. She told me she tried shaving one and her husband didn’t like the look and the stubble was too uncomfortable so she stopped bothering. I was surprised at her openness regarding this but by this point there was nothing to hide.

[lugia 228]

I don't really have anything to add to this discussion; I simply want to thank you, VPW, for all the posts regarding your experiences that you've contributed. You're one of the best storytellers on this forum, and I'm grateful for you sharing.

[vpw 824]

I don't really have anything to add to this discussion; I simply want to thank you, VPW, for all the posts regarding your experiences that you've contributed. You're one of the best storytellers on this forum, and I'm grateful for you sharing.

Thank you lugia for the appreciation.......maybe you should visit India and check out these opportunities one day.

[lugia 228]

*Two years later*

Had a question for ya, vpw.  You told a story of how your aunt had peed, then called you in to fetch a wash bucket for her (and proceeded to show her private parts to you).  But then after you got the mug, she peed a second time.  Was she partway done and holding it, or was that at a later time? I feel like I missed a step.

[vpw 824]

11 hours ago, lugia said:

*Two years later*

Had a question for ya, vpw.  You told a story of how your aunt had peed, then called you in to fetch a wash bucket for her (and proceeded to show her private parts to you).  But then after you got the mug, she peed a second time.  Was she partway done and holding it, or was that at a later time? I feel like I missed a step.

Seemed like she hadn't fully emptied her bladder and before washing her pussy she got the urge to empty it for second time.