Post about your pee!

[Bacardi 9,132]

6 hours ago, Kupar said:

Wow! Bet that felt good @Bacardi 😊

It suuuuure did. The fun for me is not really in the actual holding, rather being able to pee after holding it for so long. It's such an amazing feeling and I always walk away from the bathroom feeling really good.

[Ms. Tito 2,040]

I peed in a city on Saturday! Sorta...

[Kupar 12,420]

1 hour ago, Ms. Tito said:

I peed in a city on Saturday! Sorta...

Would love to hear more 🙂

[Mr_Slash 97]

I was in the shed. I needed a piss and could not be bothered to go back into the house so i took a long piss into a jar.
It felt amazing!
Is it bad that i found it a bit of a turn on? ☺️

[Kupar 12,420]

34 minutes ago, Mr_Slash said:

I was in the shed. I needed a piss and could not be bothered to go back into the house so i took a long piss into a jar.
It felt amazing!
Is it bad that i found it a bit of a turn on? ☺️

Not bad at all 🙂 

[Sophie 23,063]

I have just had a wee with my sister who is staying for a week. I was in the living room with my family and I announced "I am just off for a wee" as I stood up. Kay said "I was thinking the same thing. It's alright, I'll go after"  I gestured for her to come with me and my husband made a joke about girls always going in groups.

We went upstairs together and I let her go first, leaning against the bathroom counter as she pulled down her jeans and sat on the toilet. She took a small amount of toilet paper and scrunched it in her hand, leaning forward with her hands near her knees. We made small talk and after a few seconds there was the unmistakable sound of pee hitting water. She went for a short while and the moment the splashing stopped she half stood up and reached between her legs to wipe, throwing the tissue behind her into the bowl. She quickly pulled up her jeans and moved aside so I could go.

I could see her tissue floating in pale yellow water as I turned around and I knew I was about to add to that colour. I lowered my jeans and thong to my knees and made myself comfortable, smiling as more splashing filled the room, it could be heard over the sound of Kay washing her hands. I quite enjoyed having her company, sharing a private and intimate moment with her. I peed for quite a while, my first since my lunch break and once it slowed to a halt I reeled off a few sheets of toilet paper. I reached between my legs to wipe and pulled up my thong as I stood up followed by my jeans. I turned around to flush, smiling to myself as I saw the darker yellow water and two lots of tissue floating on top. Mine was still darkening as it soaked in the bowl before getting whisked away when I flushed. We kept talking while I washed my hands before getting comfy downstairs. 

[Kupar 12,420]

5 minutes ago, Sophie said:

I have just had a wee with my sister who is staying for a week. I was in the living room with my family and I announced "I am just off for a wee" as I stood up. Kay said "I was thinking the same thing. It's alright, I'll go after"  I gestured for her to come with me and my husband made a joke about girls always going in groups.

We went upstairs together and I let her go first, leaning against the bathroom counter as she pulled down her jeans and sat on the toilet. She took a small amount of toilet paper and scrunched it in her hand, leaning forward with her hands near her knees. We made small talk and after a few seconds there was the unmistakable sound of pee hitting water. She went for a short while and the moment the splashing stopped she half stood up and reached between her legs to wipe, throwing the tissue behind her into the bowl. She quickly pulled up her jeans and moved aside so I could go.

I could see her tissue floating in pale yellow water as I turned around and I knew I was about to add to that colour. I lowered my jeans and thong to my knees and made myself comfortable, smiling as more splashing filled the room, it could be heard over the sound of Kay washing her hands. I quite enjoyed having her company, sharing a private and intimate moment with her. I peed for quite a while, my first since my lunch break and once it slowed to a halt I reeled off a few sheets of toilet paper. I reached between my legs to wipe and pulled up my thong as I stood up followed by my jeans. I turned around to flush, smiling to myself as I saw the darker yellow water and two lots of tissue floating on top. Mine was still darkening as it soaked in the bowl before getting whisked away when I flushed. We kept talking while I washed my hands before getting comfy downstairs. 

It's lovely that you can share moments like that together 🙂 Thanks for writing about it for us - I can picture the scene and it's a wonderful one!

[Sophie 23,063]

12 minutes ago, SandyEggo said:

Super hungover today on a work trip, so I'm just working from the hotel room all day. About to piss in the shower for the third time this morning. I'm on the 17th floor and have been considered pissing out the window... anyone ever done that?

If I tried peeing out of the 17th floor window I'd probably fall backwards to my death! 

[mickymoist 3,336]

39 minutes ago, Sophie said:

If I tried peeing out of the 17th floor window I'd probably fall backwards to my death! 

I can see the Darwin Award entry now 😄

[ukpeegirl86 2,975]

I was walking through the town centre after work this evening and felt the need to pee. I knew I’d end up uncomfortable if I tried to hold it till I got home and very often the bus station toilets are closed. On my route I pass a public toilet in the main shopping street in which you insert your 20p and the door automatically opens then closes behind you. Wanting my money’s worth, I ignored the toilet. I removed my knickers and pulled my skirt up to my waist. With my back to the wall next to the sink I squatted with my legs wide open and forcefully pissed the biggest, messiest puddle I could, soaking most of the floor area. I wiped with tissue which I dropped into the toilet, put my knickers into my handbag, rearranged my clothing and exited the toilet to continue my journey home. 

[Sixdor 526]

On 4/19/2022 at 4:53 PM, Sophie said:

I have just had a wee with my sister who is staying for a week. I was in the living room with my family and I announced "I am just off for a wee" as I stood up. Kay said "I was thinking the same thing. It's alright, I'll go after"  I gestured for her to come with me and my husband made a joke about girls always going in groups.

We went upstairs together and I let her go first, leaning against the bathroom counter as she pulled down her jeans and sat on the toilet. She took a small amount of toilet paper and scrunched it in her hand, leaning forward with her hands near her knees. We made small talk and after a few seconds there was the unmistakable sound of pee hitting water. She went for a short while and the moment the splashing stopped she half stood up and reached between her legs to wipe, throwing the tissue behind her into the bowl. She quickly pulled up her jeans and moved aside so I could go.

I could see her tissue floating in pale yellow water as I turned around and I knew I was about to add to that colour. I lowered my jeans and thong to my knees and made myself comfortable, smiling as more splashing filled the room, it could be heard over the sound of Kay washing her hands. I quite enjoyed having her company, sharing a private and intimate moment with her. I peed for quite a while, my first since my lunch break and once it slowed to a halt I reeled off a few sheets of toilet paper. I reached between my legs to wipe and pulled up my thong as I stood up followed by my jeans. I turned around to flush, smiling to myself as I saw the darker yellow water and two lots of tissue floating on top. Mine was still darkening as it soaked in the bowl before getting whisked away when I flushed. We kept talking while I washed my hands before getting comfy downstairs. 

Love your description   thanks x

[James_erased 1,294]

11 hours ago, ukpeegirl86 said:

I was walking through the town centre after work this evening and felt the need to pee. I knew I’d end up uncomfortable if I tried to hold it till I got home and very often the bus station toilets are closed. On my route I pass a public toilet in the main shopping street in which you insert your 20p and the door automatically opens then closes behind you. Wanting my money’s worth, I ignored the toilet. I removed my knickers and pulled my skirt up to my waist. With my back to the wall next to the sink I squatted with my legs wide open and forcefully pissed the biggest, messiest puddle I could, soaking most of the floor area. I wiped with tissue which I dropped into the toilet, put my knickers into my handbag, rearranged my clothing and exited the toilet to continue my journey home. 

What a wonderfully hot account of some nice, naughty toilet floor pissing! 😉
 

You were definitely right to get your moneys worth out of the situation, what with them charging 20p for access - pissing all over the floor was the only correct course of action here. 
 

I particularly like the emphasis on forcefully creating the biggest mess you could - exactly the kind I’d love to have gone in there after you and encountered!

[Naughts 325]

So I have to be a bit careful about my naughty peeing because I don´t want my boyfriend (who I live with) to find out about it.

But today I found a new way to have naughty pees in our apartment.

You see, our livingroom has south-facing windows. Today the sky was nice and clear but it was too cold to go to the park and read my book there.
But I still wanted to enjoy the sun, so i scooted the couch to the window so that I could sit in the sun.
The couch has a dark blue fabric and I was feeling quite hot soon (From the sun but also from the steamy scenes in the book I was reading 😉 )

So I took off some clothes until only an oversized t-shirt and a pair of black panties where left. I was also drinking lots of water and coffee.
After a while I decided to release just a little spurt into my panties. I did that and it felt nice and warm and naughty.
I released a few more little squirts, but then thought how they must have soaked into the couch by now, which was not the plan!
Standing up I saw a little dark circle on the couch´s fabric. It was about five cm in diameter, so not too bad and my pee was pretty dilute. I did not worry too much about it and sat down next to it.

The sun only needed about two minutes until the patch was completely dry! The perfect opportunity!
By now I had to pee and I decided to do it on the couch where the sun shone on it.

I took off my panties and spread my whole bladder across the couch, being careful not to let soak too much into the same spot so it could dry easily.
I peed into the sitting area while sitting on it, hovering above it and standing above it.
Then I moved to the armrest, which I straddled and also peed while sitting and hovering.
Then I moved to the back, which I tried to straddle (but my legs where too short) and then stood on the seat and peed standing and leaning against it.
The whole couch was darker now!
And it felt great! Afterwards I lay down on it and rubbed one out. And half an hour again 😄. I was so turned on, thinking that my boyfriend would unknowingly sit on it later on.

And I was right: About one hour later everything was dry. I opened the windows to freshen up the air and he did not notice anything.

But I think I cannot do it too often because I am scared of a smell building up.

 

[Kupar 12,420]

3 minutes ago, Naughts said:

So I have to be a bit careful about my naughty peeing because I don´t want my boyfriend (who I live with) to find out about it.

But today I found a new way to have naughty pees in our apartment.

You see, our livingroom has south-facing windows. Today the sky was nice and clear but it was too cold to go to the park and read my book there.
But I still wanted to enjoy the sun, so i scooted the couch to the window so that I could sit in the sun.
The couch has a dark blue fabric and I was feeling quite hot soon (From the sun but also from the steamy scenes in the book I was reading 😉 )

So I took off some clothes until only an oversized t-shirt and a pair of black panties where left. I was also drinking lots of water and coffee.
After a while I decided to release just a little spurt into my panties. I did that and it felt nice and warm and naughty.
I released a few more little squirts, but then thought how they must have soaked into the couch by now, which was not the plan!
Standing up I saw a little dark circle on the couch´s fabric. It was about five cm in diameter, so not too bad and my pee was pretty dilute. I did not worry too much about it and sat down next to it.

The sun only needed about two minutes until the patch was completely dry! The perfect opportunity!
By now I had to pee and I decided to do it on the couch where the sun shone on it.

I took off my panties and spread my whole bladder across the couch, being careful not to let soak too much into the same spot so it could dry easily.
I peed into the sitting area while sitting on it, hovering above it and standing above it.
Then I moved to the armrest, which I straddled and also peed while sitting and hovering.
Then I moved to the back, which I tried to straddle (but my legs where too short) and then stood on the seat and peed standing and leaning against it.
The whole couch was darker now!
And it felt great! Afterwards I lay down on it and rubbed one out. And half an hour again 😄. I was so turned on, thinking that my boyfriend would unknowingly sit on it later on.

And I was right: About one hour later everything was dry. I opened the windows to freshen up the air and he did not notice anything.

But I think I cannot do it too often because I am scared of a smell building up.

 

Wow! What a daring and incredibly hot thing to do! I'm not surprised you were turned on 😉

[MaxWasTaken 514]

1 hour ago, Naughts said:

So I have to be a bit careful about my naughty peeing because I don´t want my boyfriend (who I live with) to find out about it.

...

But I think I cannot do it too often because I am scared of a smell building up.

Sounds like an amazing experience :D. 

Some random thoughts:
My best friend has 3 kids. A couch can withstand quite some abuse. They also made the discovery that it is easier to clean the couch with distilled water because it doesn't leave water marks. 
You might want to think about getting some big couch pillows. You can be less careful with them because they are easier to replace/clean and you can still pee on the couch. 

[Adyguy6970 813]

On 4/19/2022 at 11:00 AM, Mr_Slash said:

I was in the shed. I needed a piss and could not be bothered to go back into the house so i took a long piss into a jar.
It felt amazing!
Is it bad that i found it a bit of a turn on? ☺️

Nothing bad about that whatsoever.  It's very good in fact.  

[Peefun 647]

On 4/19/2022 at 11:57 AM, SandyEggo said:

 I'm on the 17th floor and have been considered pissing out the window... anyone ever done that?

I travel frequently for work and often pee out my hotel room window. Here's a screenshot from a short pee video of mine - the window had a screen unfortunately, but that didn't make it any less enjoyable.

Edited April 26, 2022 by Peefun
added additional description

[Sophie 23,063]

Just a quickie... 

I ran a couple of errands today on my bike and when I was in the supermarket I felt the need to pee, it wasn't urgent but I wanted to take care of it before I rode home. I paid for my things and stuffed them in my backpack before heading to the ladies. The first stall was occupied by someone peeing so I picked another at random, hung up my bag, pulled down my leggings to my knees and made myself comfortable as her stream died away. My pee came quickly and freely, quietly tinkling in the water for a few seconds before it was drowned out by the other woman flushing ☹️ I peed for about 10 seconds and took some toilet paper, reaching between my legs to wipe before pulling up my leggings as I stood. I flushed the toilet and left my stall, joining the woman at the sinks, she was beautiful! Quite tall with long black hair draped over her shoulders, a black t-shirt and black tracksuit bottoms. She smiled in the mirror as she left and once I finished washing my hands I rode home with a smile on my face. 

[Eliminature 5,107]

Well, one that I really should have posted a while ago, but covid intervened. 

On the way to the North of England "alternative" festival, I was staying hydrated, as you do. There aren't that many places to stop once you leave the motorway. You have to travel through rural communities for what seems like hours. 

Anyway, just before we reached the North Yorkshire Moors, I begged my husband to stop somewhere so I could go. He was happy enough to do this - it was just a case of finding a place. He eventually pulled over down a country lane with a high hedge on one side. I unbuckled my seat belt and leapt out of the passenger seat, lifting my dress and pulling my knickers aside in the process. Mr E watched from the driver's seat, fascinated, as I released a long, thick, glistening stream into the hedge. I felt the deep thrill and satisfaction as I felt the urine pass through my urethra to water the greenery and help it grow. My bladder felt light when I had finished. 

After that, I buckled the seat belt back on and we set off again! 

[oliver2 3,899]

47 minutes ago, Eliminature said:

On the way to the North of England "alternative" festival, I was staying hydrated, as you do. There aren't that many places to stop once you leave the motorway. You have to travel through rural communities for what seems like hours. 

The rural communities are places to stop, surely…?

[gldenwetgoose 20,252]

17 minutes ago, oliver2 said:

The rural communities are places to stop, surely…?

As someone who lives in a rural community (albeit on the other side of some hills) I can confirm a very warm welcome to anyone who wants to stop for a moment of relief in my community.

[gldenwetgoose 20,252]

It's a while since I posted, so I guess I may as well.

On Sunday morning I was doing some work in my favourite city - about an hour drive from home, and needed to be there fairly early.  I had a mug of coffee and left the house about 8:30am, getting on the motorway and then the roads into the city.  On the way I picked up a McDonald's breakfast (don't judge lol) and then parked up at the venue, a docklands industrial building converted to music rehearsal rooms, just on time to meet the friends I was working with.

They had the room booked 10am-12pm and all went well, we did a few more photos outside and they asked if I wanted to join them for lunch.  It sounded like a plan- they got in their car and I gave one of them a lift with me.  I know the city well and tried for a parking space on the street, but as it was dropped her off and drove around the corner to park.   Walking from car to restaurant I was conscious of being fairly full and when I got in the restaurant took the opportunity to pee, before sitting down with a diet coke waiting for the others.  It was at that point she got a call from them asking where we were - and a few comedy 'why, where are you?' discussions.  Turns out the restaurant has two branches on opposite sides of the city centre and they were in the other one.  I drank up and we walked up to the correct restaurant.  On arrival I ordered another diet coke which turned out to be a pint glass this time, we ate and chatted - then all walked back in the direction we'd come from.

After good-byes and walking back to my car I was conscious of being deliciously full, not quite bursting but at that nice full point of being able to anticipate a release.   I must have been anticipating too much as when I walked from the stairwell to my car a tiny leak escaped - not enough to really wet my dark jeans, but enough to feel the dampness.  I quickly clamped off and got in my car.

My route home took me initially back past the docks, with the combination of litter strewn streets, old red brick buildings and demolished plots with their metal fences.  My mind was firmly on the mental picture of desperate squatting in a derelict doorway and on a whim I flicked on my indicator and turned onto a side street.  I drove about a 100 yards - halfway between that and the next block.  Pulled my car to a halt, put the handbrake on and stepped out unbuttoning my fly as I did so.  It wasn't exactly a torrent of piss, but a relief nonetheless and felt great in the fresh light breeze and spring sunshine.

(to be continued...)

[gldenwetgoose 20,252]

After my outdoor industrial pee, I got back in my car to head home.  As I reached start of the motorway it was obvious there was a problem - two lanes of stationary traffic onto the roundabout fortunately warning me, so I was able to take a slower A road route home.

As I was driving home, my wife phoned to let me know she was heading in the opposite direction to visit her dad.  That meant I'd be returning home to an empty house for a few hours.

As I arrived home I was conscious of my bladder filling nicely again.  Rather than using the bathroom though, I instead poured a pint glass of juice and guzzled it down.  Then I pottered about for a while -  picking up some laundry and putting that in the washing machine. That gave me an idea, the jeans I was wearing were due for a wash.  I changed into a pair of black briefs and put the jeans back on, before putting a load of darks into the washing machine.

I was at the point where I could easily have peed, instead I jumped online - looking at pictures and clips of delicious desperate ladies, and imagined myself in their position.  As my own desperation increased I pottered again, sorting the recycling and putting the dustbins out at the front of the house.  As I did so I wondered about just relaxing and starting to wet a little on my driveway - but wasn't quite there yet.

Instead I pottered into the back garden. I could hear neighbours out mowing lawns and doing Sunday afternoon things.  I opened the tap on the garden hose and started to water my wife's plants.  Now the desperation was really biting...  and at about the right moment.

I walked the length of the garden, the hosepipe spraying plants as I went, and then back to my wife's mini greenhouse, the last part.  As I stood facing it I relaxed slightly and allowed just a brief trickle to soak my boxers, not enough to show any wetness.  Then I walked back to turn off the garden tap.  The hose is on one of those reels with a handle to wind it up and as I crouched down I was naturally hidden by a big back of garden rubbish.

I finally allowed myself to relax and slowly leak as I was crouched - at first all I felt was warmth, no dribbles or splashes. As I carried on, then I began to feel the warmth spread and heard the initial trickle below me.  That was the trigger to fully let go and release everything in a bigger splattering puddle that flowed into the puddle the leaky hose reel had left.

When I was done I bobbed a little and squeezed my legs together before heading quickly into the house. I stripped from the waist down, throwing jeans and boxers into the washing machine and then walked half naked to the bathroom.  After a few minutes for the shower head in the bath to warm up I massaged my manhood with shower gel, continuing to massage and rub as I rinsed off.  Finally I dried off with a towel before heading upstairs to my computer, watched a few more video clips and carrying on with some more rubbing...

 

[Kupar 12,420]

Lovely description thanks @gldenwetgoose! I could feel the pleasant need building, and the delicious relief 😍

[Eliminature 5,107]

Yesterday, Mr Eliminature and I were at an 'alternative' pub where there was also a record fayre. We sourced quite a few vinyls for our collection. 

After two beers (albeit the second one was non-alcoholic), I was actually fidgeting in my chair - don't ask, this doesn't usually happen. It was because Mr E was still sourcing records and I had been left to guard the recently acquired ones; but I knew if I didn't go soon, the beer would make a reappearance on the pub floor and I would be walking home wet from the waist down. 

I quickly made my way to the ladies' lavatory (they were both single occupancy anyway, so no urinals for me to commandeer) and locked the door. I lifted the seat up, raised my skirt and peed a long, clear ribbon of liquid directly into the tiny lake in the bottom of the loo. Anyone who heard me outside would have probably thought that I was a bloke who had accidentally gone in the wrong room. My pelvic muscles relaxed as I allowed the stream to pass through me, tickling my sensitive urethra as it went. I forced out the final bursts before putting the lid down along with the seat. 

As I washed my hands in the tiny sink, I decided that I would write up that experience on this forum. 

Also, when I arrived back outside, our records hadn't been touched. Phew!