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After our talk last week, my boyfriend has been very very sweet (and horny) and had been wanting to try some of the things we’d talked about.

This continues from my last post, but is about a separate experience, feel free to go back and read the last one but it’s not necessarily needed :)

We finished up cooking dinner, grabbed a couple more drinks, and head back to bed to watch our second movie of the day. I could tell he was drinking a little more than usual to make sure he’d have to pee. He got through a second cider, another full water bottle, and a cup of tea before the movie had finished.

Once it had ended, he told me he was quite desperate and asked if I wanted to join him for a shower. Obviously my answer was yes.

We got into the bathroom and quickly both stripped down. I stepped into the tub closer to the end with the shower head and he followed. He has never done this before and was unsure of how I wanted it to work, so I stepped in to kiss him while holding his dick aimed towards my stomach and encouraged him to let go whenever he was ready.

Soon enough, I felt his warm piss splashing up onto me and running down my legs. It felt absolutely incredible! After kissing him again I slowly dropped to my knees, trailing kisses down his body as I went, ending at his lower stomach. This gave me the chance to fully cover myself in his piss as I lowered myself, and ending on my knees in front of him allowed his stream to be focused on my boobs. It felt so so good to be in that position with him pissing down on me, and I aimed his penis at both my shoulders and my neck, letting his piss run over my entire body.

I loved the feeling of being covered and marked by him, and desperately wanted to aim his stream towards my face and taste some. I held back as I didn’t want it to be too much for our first time, and his stream started to die down after about a minute of pissing. It felt sad to be ending, and I wished it could have gone on forever. Once he had stopped, I started kissing his stomach again before taking his quickly growing erection into my mouth, savouring the taste of the last few drops.

He got very enthusiastic very quickly during the blowjob I gave him, and I stopped him from thrusting into my mouth so that we could have sex. It was so hot to be bent over the tub whilst still covered in his piss, him not caring how dirty it was. Before too long, I told him we should clean up and save the rest for in bed, and despite some protest he agreed.

We got back into the tub and turned on the water, soaping each other down and taking turns to do our hair, when we had finished, he asked if I had liked that and if I wanted to do it again. I of course said yes, and he took that as a sign to start peeing again.

I had no idea how his bladder had filled up that much already, and I stepped closer to him to start making out, trapping his pissing dick between our bodies and covering the both of our chests and below. I was so so turned on from everything, and after quickly rinsing off again, we head back to bed to make the most of how wet this had made me.

I loved the whole experience so much, especially feeling like when I’m covered in his piss I’m completely his. I can’t wait to do it again!

After our talk last week, my boyfriend has been very very sweet (and horny) and had been wanting to try some of the things we’d talked about.

My boyfriend and I finally saw each other again since having our conversation, and both of us were very excited to try things.

We went out for lunch, then settled in to watch a couple movies with some drinks. He very quickly finished his first cider and his water bottle. After the movie finished, he told me that he needed to pee, and asked if I wanted to hold it for him. I was instantly excited and nodded yes.

We moved into the bathroom and he asked if I had ever done this before, to which I replied no. He helped me to aim him down, and told me to roll his foreskin down a bit for a clear stream. Once he was happy things weren’t going to end with a huge mess he let go a gentle and slow stream. It gradually grew from a few drips to a steady trickle, before progressing to a full stream. His piss was a very pale yellow, and I was completely mesmerised watching it fall from his penis into the toilet below.

It quickly became apparent that I hadn’t quite pulled his foreskin back enough, as a few drops were falling from his tip, separate to his stream. However when I tried to adjust this, his stream splashed onto the back of the seat and so the idea was very soon abandoned.

We instead shuffled forwards a little, still with his arm around me, and I aimed his stream down so that both that and the drips were landing in the toilet. Content with this, and the fact we wouldn’t cause any more mess, we both enjoyed the closeness, and he kissed my head and me his shoulder a couple times before his stream died down.

Once he had finished peeing, I started to slowly stroke his penis, coating my hand in his last few drops of pee, and he quickly got hard. He then turned and kissed me, and we made out while I jerked him off. He pulled away after a while and told me that I should save having sex for later, as he really needed to shower tonight.

I immediately knew what he was implying, and I stopped touching his penis. He then went to get started cooking dinner while I cleaned up but I was so turned on after seeing him piss and holding it for it that I couldn’t help but keep kissing him the whole time we were cooking. I was so incredibly wet and turned on, it got to the point that he was fingering me every opportunity he had. It turned me on even more that he was doing this in the shared kitchen, despite the house being empty, and I ended up having two orgasms before we’d even finished making food.

I finally worked up the courage last week to tell my boyfriend about my pee kink. He took it really really well and was very sweet about it. He said he was happy to try anything that would make me happy, but didn’t see the attraction and had a few questions about what I actually wanted to do and why it was attractive to me.

In summary, I told him that I wanted to hold him while he pissed, be pissed on, and basically use pee as a part of foreplay. The reasons I gave for being attracted to it/aroused by it included that it felt like a very clear show of trust and intimacy, the actual feeling itself, and the slight degrading aspect. I also explained that it felt like he would be marking me as his, similar to being covered in cum or hickeys, and that I found that really hot.

He was still a little confused but very open to trying it and said he was happy with everything I had said as well as that he could understand my reasons enough to get behind it.

After trying some things out over the weekend (see my next posts) he was very positive about it, said it excited him how into it I was and how much it turned me on, and said we could definitely do it again!

I plan at some point to introduce the ideas of drinking, or him peeing inside me as I would also be very interested to try these with him.

Do you have similar reasons to me, would you have explained anything differently? Would you have asked your partner for different things? I would love to hear all your favourite pee based things to do with your partner :)

Here’s some beach based pee stories from a couple different holidays I’ve been on recently :)

1

While on holiday with my boyfriend (M21) and some other friends, we visited the beach for a day. It was long enough that we would have all had to pee even without the extra drinks we had brought.

The water was really cold and we all wanted to avoid it as much as possible so we spent most of the day chilling on the sand but decided we would go swim before we left just to say we’d done it.

I got more and more desperate as time went on and was sure the others must be feeling the same as no one else had left to pee or ventured into the water yet. Eventually we decided it was time to brave the cold.

The others had wanted a video of them running to the shore and I happily offered to record it as going in separately gave me a chance to pee without anyone too close and at risk of feeling the temperature change or noticing anything.

My boyfriend insisted on staying with me, so once I’d ended the recording we made our way over to the water together. I was soo desperate at this point and the sound of the waves and chill of the water had me wanting to burst. My boyfriend spent a while going back and forth and exclaiming about how cold it was. I took it as my chance to get some distance to release my aching bladder, and took a couple deep strides out into the waves. As soon as the water had covered my waist I tried to relax and managed to release a spurt.

After the first bit, I was able to start a steady stream - it felt so so good and I loved the feeling of the water getting warmer around me before being taking away by the waves. At this point I was now aware of my boyfriend catching up to me and tried to cut off my stream before he got too close. I failed miserably of course, I had been far too desperate! Realising I wouldn’t be able to stop peeing, I head deeper into the water, making casual conversation and trying to not seem suspicious. He was stood downstream from me at this point and I was so sure he would be able to feel my warm piss being washed over him. I quickly finished up, and walked together with him out to meet our friends.

If he could tell I was peeing he didn’t say anything about it, and I didn’t realise until later that he’d actually been taking pictures of me while we’d been walking out! He’ll often show them to me and call them cute, I have no idea if he knows I’m peeing in them! I also can’t help but thinking about if anyone else in my group was doing the same thing as me!

2

Another recent pee story takes place on a family holiday that my boyfriend had joined for.

Him and I had set off for the beach early in the morning together and planned on meeting up with my family later.

We got to the beach and did a bit of exploring the caves and searching for pretty shells or sea glass together before going to sunbathe for a bit. While we sat talking we watched another couple at the shore and he mentioned we should go in today before the end of the holiday. I agreed, partly because I could tell I would need to pee soon.

After some more chilling we decided to head in, it was freezinggg! We got to waist deep water and I managed to release a small stream, but then he said it was far too cold and started heading back to shore. Regretfully I cut off my stream and went to join him back on the sand, unfortunately releasing a little pee had made me so much more desperate to let the rest out.

We grabbed our towels and went back to laying on the beach talking, I tried to forget about my need to pee but I just couldn’t! I held it until my boyfriend mentioned being sleepy and closed his eyes for a nap. I took this as my chance to rearrange my towel and bikini bottoms so I could pee discretely into the sand beneath me. I tried to relax enough to pee, struggling a bit knowing he was so close to me, but eventually I let out stream of pee that quickly soaked into the sand. I could hear it quietly hissing and thought it was so hot and naughty.

After finishing I rearranged my bikini bottoms, covered the wet patch with some dry sand, and lay out my towel to lie down next to my boyfriend and enjoy the sun together.

While on holiday (for context see my last post) I decided I wanted to make the most of living in the middle of nowhere with endless fields around. I had many pee adventures and fun experiences while there, but would have been upset if I didn’t get to have one last outdoor sneaky pee before leaving.

We had finished our last days activities, and got started cooking and drinking, chatting and playing on our phones. After some drinks I felt the need to pee rising, and wanted to do something special with it instead of being boring and peeing in the toilet. While the others continued their activities I slipped away, making an excuse about sorting bins and arrangements for leaving the site.

In reality I just really badly needed to pee and wanted to be a little naughty. In our weeks exploring we had found an unused railway line, and I decided to go walk along it until I found somewhere cool and pretty to have a scenic piss outside.

I made it up to the track, and started walking through the grass alongside it, admiring the view of the fields and trees and the sun setting in the distance. I walked for about 20 minutes, occasionally having to stop and cross my legs to avoid leaking until I felt I could carry on. I then saw a bridge come up ahead and hurried forward to take in the view.

It was sooo pretty. The sun was setting slowly over the river, light glistening in the water and reflecting all the colours of the sky and the surrounding trees. The bridge itself was really cool being made of metal arches and rising high above the water that I could hear flowing below. The running water reminded me of my desperate need to pee and I realised I had found the spot I was looking for.

I quickly checked my surroundings and hurriedly pulled off my shorts. I left them to the side and squatted as close to the edge as I could, right over the middle of the river. I spread my pussy lips and aimed my urethra forwards, took a second to relax, then started to pee.

It felt incredible. My stream started as a slow trickle, not making it off the bridge and puddling on the ground beneath my legs, then it grew to a small spurt that fell away from the bridge and towards the water below. My stream then properly began and rapidly gained power until a steady stream was hissing from my pussy and splashing into the river. The whole experience turned me on so much; the relief from peeing, the sound of hissing and splashing, the sight of my pee disappearing into the water below, the feel of the setting sun on my bare skin, and the knowledge I could easily be discovered at any point!

I was sad when my stream trickled to an end, but horniness soon took over and I had to rub my clit until I orgasmed right there. I stayed for a minute enjoying the view, before heading back to my friends who would definitely be wondering where I had gone by now.

For some context: I have just been on a holiday in rural France with some friends (mix of F and M, between 19 and 23) and my boyfriend (M21), staying up late and drinking, which led to some fun situations.

One of the nights this holiday, we decided to have a wine night and play cards. However the campsite we were staying at has noise restrictions after dark, so we decided to walk up the path behind us a little until we were out of earshot. We had 8 bottles of wine to split between the 6 of us.

Wanting to make the most of this opportunity and thinking already there would be some outdoor slightly risky pees happening due to the alcohol, I decided to not pee before leaving.

We all walked about 5 minutes away from the site, not too far if you wanted to go back to piss, but far enough to be inconvenient. Knowing the group I was with I was certain at least some of them wouldn’t be bothering to walk all the way back, it was just a question of who would need to go first.

Using our phone touches as lights propped against a bottle in the middle of the circle, we got settled into playing cards and started drinking. After a few drinks I was feeling quite desperate to pee, but I had decided I would only go pee after one of the others had. We played round after round of cards and I could feel my bladder getting more full with each one.

Suddenly one of the girls in our group stood up and darted into the darkness away from the campsite. She called back asking if we could see her to which we responded no. This was followed by the sound of her unzipping her shorts, and a faint splashing for a good 10 seconds. When she returned to the circle she commented on how bad she had needed to piss.

First pee of the night done, I could now let myself go pee. Trying not to be too obvious I played a few more rounds. While cards were being shuffled for our next game, I asked the group if they minded if I went to pee before they started the next round to which they agreed they would wait. I walked back towards the site until the group was far enough away that I was certain they couldn’t see me. I carefully stepped into the grass at the side of the path and pulled my shorts down, dropping into a low squat and holding my clothes out the way. I relaxed and a stream started between my legs, hissing and splashing into the grass. I was scared my friends would be able to hear me, but it felt so good and I had been so desperate that I couldn’t stop or slow my stream if I tried. After finishing, I let myself drip off a little before pulling back up my underwear and shorts. I felt them get a little damp with the last few drops, but was tipsy enough to not care.

I made my way back to the group and was handed another glass which I happily accepted. My boyfriend then excused himself to go pee before the round started and everyone was happy enough chatting that no one minded. Instead of walking down the path like us girls had done, he hopped the fence at the side and walked behind some bushes. I was half engaging in the conversation and half desperately trying to hear the splashing of my boyfriend’s pee. I heard his stream start up, and the pattering noise of it hitting the leaves, it turned me on so much even though I couldn’t see any of it.

After he came back, we played more cards and drank more wine, making the most of being abroad with friends. Eventually one of the other girls said she needed to pee and asked if we could go back. She was fidgeting and clearly looked desperate, but also obviously was not comfortable with peeing outside. Everyone agreed it was getting quite late and we were happy to head back. I was happy to go too but a little disappointed I didn’t get the chance for any more outside peeing.

As the group started to walk back, my boyfriend told me that when he had left to pee, he had found another path and asked if I wanted to explore. I happily accepted and we told the others we would join them soon.

He showed me the hidden path, and we started walking along and talking. It led down to the riverside and hearing the rushing water reminded me of my filling bladder. We walked for a few more minutes before I told him I had to pee quite badly and asked if he was happy to wait. He agreed and went to explore by the water while I walked away into the trees a little. I had not gone very far so I’m certain that he could hear the hissing of my pee and the splatter it made on the ground. We had been drinking all night so my bladder had filled up so much, and I peed for quite a while. Once I was done I went back to join him and we continued walking until we decided it was getting late and we should head back. I walked the whole way feeling my damp underwear press against me, and feeling so turned on from all the naughty outdoor pees.

When I was 18 I finally gained the courage to tell my girlfriend (same age) (I’m bi :) )at the time that I was into pee, and wanted her to piss on me. We had been dating for a year at this point so even though she wasn’t super into the idea, she decided to try it out to indulge me.

We started out by both peeing in front of each other - I loved the sound her peeing in the toilet and thought her being shy about it was so cute!

Soon after I would straddle her on the toilet and we would make out while she was peeing, it made me so so wet and I loved the intimacy of it.

A similar scenario to the last was that I would have my hand between her legs while she peed. I would be able to feel her warm stream against my skin and it felt soo good. I would play with her pussy while the stream continued, taking time to switch between playing with her clit, fingering her, or just enjoying the feel of her pee against my hand. Everything about it was so erotic, from our closeness, to the sensations we both were feeling, and even the sound of her soft moans combined with her pee hitting the water in the toilet.

Eventually we progressed to the point where she would stand in the shower pissing and let me kneel between her legs so she could pee on my tits and stomach. The warmth felt so good and I loved rubbing it over myself and praising her the whole time saying how good it felt and how lucky I was that she would do this for me.

Sometimes during this I would begin eating her out. I would get pee all over my face and down my body, and I loved how good it made her feel and it would make me feel good too. I would be able to taste her pee combined with the taste of her pussy, and the feel of her soft skin. After she’d finished, we would both clean up and go back to bed to have sex. She loved how wet the experience would always make me and the sex after anything pee related was always amazing!

Sadly we broke up due to unrelated reasons shortly after reaching this point, so there was no chance to progress any further but I still enjoy thinking back on those experiences. I’d love to have more experiences like this again!

I went out drinking a couple nights ago and got the opportunity to have some pee fun!

My friends and I had just finished our exams for the year, and all wanted to go out to celebrate. We booked a 2 hour bottomless brunch session starting at 7:30pm.

Having done this before I knew I would get very desperate, very quickly, especially once the seal was broken. I decided I would hold for as long as I could each time, and really have some fun with desperation. In total we got through 9 rounds of cocktails in our time slot.

Wanting to get straight into it, I drank my first 2 drinks very quickly and started feeling the alcohol by my 3rd. Once food had arrived I was half way done with my 4th, and starting to feel like my bladder was relatively full. I knew I could definitely hold for longer, but the pressure was getting built up more and more and I had to subtly loosen my belt to relieve some of it.

At the 5th drink I decided to break the seal and go for my first piss of the night. Even though I could’ve held longer, I didn’t want to risk leaking yet or my friends and boyfriend catching onto what I was doing. The toilets were up a set of stairs, and it was agonising walking up to them. Every step squeezed my bladder, I had to go so so bad. Getting into the bathroom only made the desperation worse and I hurried into a stall. I quickly locked the door and had to pee dance while I struggled with my belt and the buttons on my jeans. Once I’d successfully got them down, I relaxed onto the toilet and a loud long stream started up. It was so good to hear the hissing and splashing of my pee, and it felt so naughty knowing that anyone else in the other stalls would have been able to hear how obviously desperate I was. Eventually my stream tapered off, and I took a few seconds more to enjoy the feeling of relief before getting ready to go back downstairs. I was definitely feeling the alcohol now and noticed in the mirror while washing my hands that I looked quite drunk too.

I got back to the table to find that my next round of drinks had arrived, and quickly drank some more to catch up with my friends. Now that I’d had my first pee of the night I was rapidly getting desperate and feeling close to bursting every 10/15 minutes! The rest of our time slot was spent waiting until I felt like I was about to leak, then hurrying up the bathroom. When we went to pay and leave, the staff told us we could have an extra 30 minutes! I had consumed so much liquid at this point and was so desperate that in my drunk state I had definitely leaked a little and my underwear was slightly damp.

When we finally came to leave, I went for one last pee before starting the walk to my friends house. Savouring the relief, and knowing this would be my last chance to use a toilet for a good while, I did up my jeans and joined my friends to set off on our walk.

We were heading back to my friends house to continue the night with some more drinks, it was about a 20 minute walk and it was being dark at this point, being shortly after 10pm. I knew it would be tough after hours of drinking, but I would be able to hold it until we got to the house. 10 minutes in I was feeling the need to pee quite badly, and 2 of my guy friends separated from the group to go piss in the trees on the other side of the road. This made my desperation so much worse and I was sooo tempted to join them, but decided against it. Even with my increase in confidence from the drinks, that was way too public and I couldn’t pee as discretely as they could.

Eventually we got back to my friends house and my bladder was full to bursting! Unsurprisingly, my other friends (especially the girls) were in the same state as me, and I decided I could hold a little longer to let them go first. While waiting outside the toilet, I was offered another drink and sipped it and chatted away while clamping my thighs together, trying to not be too obvious that I was about to leak any second. After what felt like an eternity, it was finally my turn to pee. While undoing my jeans, I leaked a little more into my underwear and knew I couldn’t hold it back much longer. I got them down and threw myself onto the toilet just as the dam burst. I pissed such a strong stream for at least 20 seconds, but it felt like much longer. The feeling of relief was insane.

After some more drinks and chat, my boyfriend and I decided it was time to head back to his. We considered taking the bus as this was a 40 minute walk, but it was bad timing and there were none coming soon, so we started on the walk. It would be a miracle if I was able to go the whole walk without peeing, but I desperately wanted to be good and hold until I got to the toilet. We got half way and I told my boyfriend I needed to pee really badly, he encouraged me to hold and said we were nearly there. 10 minutes later I was full to bursting and had already started leaking a little - it was now almost 12 and my underwear was quite wet, and had been for at least the last 3 hours!

I told him that I was really sorry but I couldn’t wait any longer, and he encouraged me to go behind some bushes while he kept watch. It felt so good to let everything out after holding so much in. After I’d finished we carried on the rest of the walk like nothing had happened, but I was feeling super horny after my naughty piss.

Once we got back my boyfriend was quite desperate to pee, so headed straight to the toilet while I got ready for bed. I could hear his stream into toilet, he peed for so long and it turned me on so much. He came back to join me and started getting undressed. I teased him for having a little spot of pee on his boxers, but said I found it cute, he responded by kissing me.

This quickly turned to making out and I pulled his hard dick out of his boxers and started to gently kiss his tip. As I closed my lips around him, I sucked a little, enjoying the lingering drops of piss and getting more turned on by the second. Eventually he stopped me so we could make out some more and have sex. I was so turned on at this point and it felt amazingg!

If you made it this far thank you so much for reading, I hope you enjoyed! Please comment if you’d like to hear more :)

I (F20) have been into pee as long as I can remember, from even before I thought about it in a sexual way. This interest absolutely started in childhood and has continued throughout my life.

Previously I have engaged in pee play with my ex girlfriend, and even though she wasn’t into it as much as me she was willing to indulge me.

The problem is, I don’t remember how I ever brought it up to her or where the confidence to do that came from.

I’d love to do pee play with my boyfriend (M21) but I don’t know how to bring it up! He’s not shy about peeing near me at all, and will regularly pee in front of me if we’re in the bathroom together getting ready for bed. He has also pissed outside when we’ve been together and I think it’s so hot hearing him pee and to see his stream when I sneak glances. He likes when I make him wear cock cages, and will sometimes pee through it, I can taste it slightly when I lick his tip through the cage, which I’m sure he’s aware of but he hasn’t said anything about it!

He knows I’ve taken part in pee play before, but not that it was due to my interest, and he has suggested that I hold his dick while he pees but I can’t tell if he’s serious or not. I’d really like to take him up on it, but I don’t want to scare him off - we’ve been together for 8 months and I really care about him.

How do I tell him that I’m into this and ask him for more?? How have you all told your partners? Please share your experiences and any advice :)

Last years holiday in Italy with some friends led to some amazing chances for outdoor sneaky pees!

Some context:
The villa I was staying in was relatively secluded, being a drive away from the nearest town, having vineyards on every side and hardly any neighbours nearby. It was soo pretty and even had its own pool!

1. In the pool

Being the middle of summer, my friends and I were all having loadsss to drink and spending all day in the pool. Of course no one wanted to get out, which led to a lot of last minute desperate rushing inside to use the toilet. However, not everyone was getting out as much as you might expect - I certainly wasn’t.

Having a little confidence from the alcohol, combined with a full to bursting bladder from all the extra water to stay hydrated, I decided I would let go as discretely as possible while still in the pool.

It was so hard to let go little by little, but I had to if I didn’t want to get caught. It took about 10 minutes of tiny spurts to fully empty, and it felt so good to feel the warmth around my pussy every time I let some pee out. It was so hard to stop each time, I desperately wanted to just pee everything out at once but I didn’t want to get caught by any of my friends. I’m sure I wasn’t the only one though…

2. Around the pool

In the evenings, we would chill in the pool and at the outdoor seating area. It was still quite warm so we’d regularly hop back in the water to cool off, which led to everyone maintaining a certain level of dampness all night.

At one point I felt the urge to pee while swimming, and wanted to have some fun with it so I decided to sit on the edge of the pool with my legs hanging over the edge looking at the view. I had left my towel on the edge next to where I was now sat, and draped it over my legs while pretending to sip my drink and enjoy the view.

In reality I was slowly pissing myself through my bikini, letting the pee pool around my ass and thighs, and drip down my legs onto the gravel below. Hopefully the dripping wasn’t too different from the pool water already running down my legs, and my friends were too far away to notice anything else!

3. Hidden by the bushes

One of our favourite things to do on this holiday was play frisbee in the pool. Obviously when combined with alcohol and the fact none of us were very good, there was a lot of having to fetch the frisbee from the behind the bushes or down the hill.

I was happy to volunteer as this gave me the chance for some sneaky pees!

While fetching the frisbee from quite deep in the bushes, I took the opportunity to squat down pretending to search. Trying not to get caught, I subtly pulled my bikini bottoms to the side and took such a huge and fast piss into the wood chips between my feet - it felt so good to let it all go and especially with the view of the vineyards down the hill. It was an amazing scenic piss location, and it was so fun to be able to piss with a view! With the distraction of the view combined with rushing, some of the pee splashed onto my feet.

Fixing my bikini bottoms and standing up announcing I’d found the frisbee, I threw it back to my friends and quickly jumped back into the water, hiding all evidence of my naughty piss. All evidence except the puddle left hidden by the bushes, still slowly seeping into the ground.

4. The vineyard

When the frisbee wasn’t going into the bushes, it would end up going down the hill into the vineyard. One of the times it ended up down here, the angle was just good enough to be hidden from view by my group of friends.

I decided to take the risk and have a quick pee while down there fetching the frisbee, but I didn’t want to seem to obvious. This led to me pissing through my bikini bottoms while standing up, and piss going all down my legs and joining the puddle of pool water already in my sliders.

It felt so naughty peeing like this knowing the chances of my friends being able to see me through the rows of trees, but it felt so good and so naughty and it turned me on so much.

5. On the bonfire pile

The final night before we left, I decided I wasn’t done having my pee fun around the villa, and wanted to pee somewhere naughty one last time.

While exploring I had found a huge pile of wood at the back of the villa, presumably cuttings from the bushes being dried out for a fire, and I thought this would be a great spot for my final risky pee.

I snuck out while everyone else was asleep and headed round to the pile. I took of my pyjama shorts and left them to the side, and got as close to the pile of branches as I could. I really wanted to try peeing standing up outside as I had practiced a few times in the shower. I thrust my hips forward and used my fingers to spread my pussy apart enough for my stream to be able to get some distance away from me before splattering onto the branches.

Unfortunately I hadn’t quite perfected it and managed to get some down my legs, but it was still super fun and a great last piss memory from the holiday!

Long time lurker but first time posting :)
I’ve been feeling inspired by all the posts here to do some naughty peeing, particularly anything outside as I’ve always been more into this. Sadly I haven’t had much chance, until the other day… (20F)

After a long day of studying and drinking a lot more water than usual due to the recent heatwave, I had to pee quite badly before heading home to get ready for work. This was made even worse by my tend to ignore my need to pee until I’m finished with whatever I’m working on. I headed to the toilets trying not to show just how desperate I was, and luckily there was a stall empty. After emptying my bladder, I walked home to get ready for work, drinking more water the whole way.

Four hours later I had finished my shift and left before even thinking about if I needed to pee. I regretted it as soon as I reached my car but decided it was too late to go back. I briefly considered taking a piss by the car before leaving, but was too scared of being caught and thought the field for parking was too open. I decided I could hold it for the 40 minute drive back.

The more time that passed, the more difficult it got to hold. Every speed bump had me pressing my legs together, desperately trying not to leak. About half way through the drive I had reached the main road and was considering pulling into one of the lay-bys to relieve myself. As desperate as I was, I decided my pee shyness wouldn’t let me do it so kept on driving, bouncing my leg to distract myself. At this point I was becoming more and more turned on by how badly I needed to pee, and by the thought of pissing somewhere I wasn’t meant to.

I’ve always had a kink for naughty peeing - specifically anywhere outside or in public, but not with a real possibility of being seen. As I was driving I was thinking about this constantly and getting increasingly horny and desperate. I decided that I would have some fun, and would absolutely not be peeing in the toilet. I started thinking about where I could pee, and decided to go on a walk through an area with a few good spots that I knew of until I couldn’t hold it anymore and had to pee outside.

This new commitment made the rest of the drive so much harder knowing I couldn’t pull over to piss, but also more fun. I eventually parked at home and being that close to a toilet and potential release made me leak a little - just enough to feel my underwear get slightly warm and damp. I steeled my bladder and my resolve, and started on my walk.

Every step was torture, I needed to go so badly but I hadn’t reached anywhere with enough cover for me to pee yet. I walked down towards the river with the aim of crossing the bridge to pee in the trees on the other side, this new destination in mind made it so much harder to hold and I had to take a few seconds to stop myself leaking more.

Just as I made it across the bridge, two people walked past talking, I was mentally screaming at this point and walked a little further to not seem suspicious until they had passed. As soon as I couldn’t hear them anymore I raced back to the spot I had been eyeing up, took one last look around, and pulled my shorts down.

The relief was instant, it felt so good to finally be peeing and I was so turned on by peeing into the leaves and dirt. Watching my stream puddle up and get soaked into the ground made me so so horny. I pissed for so long I started to get nervous someone else might walk by, but luckily no one did and eventually my stream tapered off.

I pulled my shorts up, took one last look at the wet patch I had left, and started my walk back with one goal in mind: to masturbate over how horny this had made me.

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