A day at the beach
 

My girlfriend and I went for a day on a Devon beach. The beach is of shingle with big shelves down to and under the water, so that when you were in the sea you could be in 2ft of water and one step more your in 10ft of water.
We arrived at the beach in my car and parked as close to the beach as we could, we took our deckchairs and swimming things and walked along the beach to the bottom of the cliffs so as to get out of the wind, we did not change into our swimming gear as it was to cold, so we just sat in our chairs in a little curved bay, talking about what to do for the rest of the day.
When my girlfriend said that she needed to pee, as there are no toilets at this beach and it was to cold to pee in the sea, I said to pee there as there was no one about, so she went between her deckchair and the cliff wall dropped her jeans and knickers and squatted to pee, her pee was so strong and hard that it was not only pooling on the shingle but bouncing up and splashing me, when she was done she drip dried and then redressed, I said that I had better go before we moved off, but I was a bit stiff, but as soon as I got it out the cold wind made it ok to pee, I did try to pee up the cliff face just to put on a little show for her.
And it was only a little show in that cold wind, but that is a British summer for you.

Loved going to the Ladies room
 

As far back as I can Remember I was always fascinated by women peeing. I grew up with my stepmom. My real mom died I was 3 months old. My Dad Remarried when I was 2 and Died When I was 3-1/2" old. So I only Remember my Step-Mom Which I call mom. She is what they call a Helicopter mom. Should always took me to Ladies room with her up till I was 12. She always has to pee. We go out the to the mall the Ladies room was the first Stop. Then about every hour. When I was 8 My Mom and I went to a fair with Her sister. On the way home My mom had to pee real bad we stopped at a store they were closed. So we found 24 hr gas station but my mom peed her pants pulling into the parking lot. So we headed home and I remember seeing and feeling her wet butt how warm it felt. So after that
I loved watching her pee or any girl. When was I 10 we went to Mexico to see her family. We go would go about every day to this market Ladies rooms there Had about 20 toilets but no stalls and it always full. My mom and I would always go in together sit and pee next to each other. Other women come sit next to Me on the toilet and pee. I love it hearing the noise and watching them wipe. The next year we came back to same
Ladies room and sit pee together but I got hard and could not pee until I had pee really bad. I love it so much.

Unexpectedly Caught
 

Last weekend my fiancee (call her Christine) and I went hiking at a nearby state park. We love long hikes together and are not at all shy at all about stopping off the trail to pee. On this particular hike we did maybe 9 or 10 miles around on a loop through the park. Towards the end of the walk, maybe 2 miles before the end Christine casually told me: "let me know if you see a good spot to pee. I really need to go." I didn't have the map on me (it was in my backpack), but after a few hundred yards I saw an outcropping of rocks off the trail a couple hundred feet. I pointed them out and we went off the trail and behind the rocks. Because we were off the trail and almost completely hidden, we weren't as worried about someone coming down the trail and catching her. Usually Christine takes a speed pee when we are only marginally off the trail. On this day she was taking her time.I was standing watch towards the edge of the outcropping looking out towards the one side of the trail that might see us (from the other direction we would be completely hidden). When I started to hear her stream, I turned my head a little bit to catch a peak at her. I moved slightly to get a better view.

All of a sudden, out of the corner of my eye I caught sight of something moving. It took me a little bit to process it. I had been expecting if there were people, that they would be coming from the trail. What caught my eye, though, was from behind Christine. Two hikers were coming right towards us not 80 feet away. Christine must have seen the panic on my face and turned around. The two hikers had noticed us and had gotten quite an eyefull. Christine stopped her stream, and dashed, with her panties still at her ankles, around to the side of the rock out of the view. From my view I could see her push out a hard stream for 5 or 6 more seconds then quickly pull up her pants.

We both pretended that they didn't see her, but we both know they did. They probably got a better view than I did. I saw her from the side, but they would have seen her right from behind, her raised pissing ass.

We walked back to the trail with the rock hiding us from the other hikers. We slowly continued down the trail. As we passed the rock we could see the hikers off in the distance and we hurried fast walked/ran down the trail to not have them see us.

After we were a ways away I grabbed out a map and realized that there was a parallel trail that came really close to ours (and the outcropping) at that portion of the park. If we had known that, our lookout strategy probably would have been quite different.

At the time my heart was pounding, but later looking back on it, I was turned on by these two strangers catching my fiancee midstream. They looked like they were in their mid-20s, a guy and a girl. Both had the outdoorsy look. I imagined being that guy and catching a beautiful woman pissing in the woods. In almost no other circumstance could someone have snuck up so close without the peeing party noticing. I wondered about the conversation the couple had. I imagined the woman laughing about this and telling her friends. Since we are anonymous strangers I can freely take pleasure in imagining their reactions to the situation.

Fiancee doesn't wipe while camping
 

I've been camping with my fiancee several times and have had the opportunity to observe her peeing in the woods (either at night by a tree or bush or off of a trail). Even when there have been available tissues, napkins, or toilet paper, I have noticed that she never wipes in the woods. She pisses, waits maybe a second or two for a couple drips, then pulls up her underwear. A couple times I have seen a little pee spot form when she has pulled up her underwear and the moisture of her unwiped pussy was absorbed by the fabric. I don't know why she doesn't wipe (she always does at home in a real bathroom) but something about it turns me on.

How did the high heels turn into sandals?
 

Did she change shoes before she went into the stall? From High Heel sound to sandals?

Sorry for not describing the shoes better, but they were something like this:

https://oldnavy.gap.com/browse/product.do?pid=148562

but in all black.

Hot time
 

At a movie in the park type thing with my ex. She had been drinking ice water all evening and suddenly it hit her that she had to pee. So she hustled off to the bathroom but came back a few minutes later still jiggling around saying it was full with a huge line, same as the men's. So I pointed towards the woods and said I had to pee as well.

I finished before she did and looked over. She was braced against a tree, dress up to mid belly. She's still got a bit of stream going on but she's also got an audience. Two guys are standing watching her and she's talking to them. They watch as she finished, one handed her a handkerchief to wipe with and she stood up still holding her dress, panties around her ankles. She shrugged and handed the guy his handkerchief back before both reached out and rubbed there fingers along her slit. She smiled, at me, and spread her legs a bit. The guy who had let her use his handkerchief scooted to the side and pulled his cock out to piss as well. That was all it took. Her hand wrapped around it holding it.

I stood there enjoying her wild actions as she gave a handjob while getting ate. Then she did the same for the other guy.

A few years back on vacay, our close to the ocean hotel balcony didn't overlook the ocean but a road instead. The road was about 30-40 meters away. There were some trees between our balcony and the road, so I guess you couldn't see properly onto our balcony (we were only on about the third floor) unless you were stopped... I guess. There was definitely a sidewalk, so anybody walking without doubt could have seen through to our balcony.

My wife is very happy to be naked on balconies and it's something she does at every single place we have stayed in. That night during sex when we moved to the balcony she started to squirt and kept going and going and going. It was gushing out. It got to the point where it wasn't even sex anymore, it was just her pissing on the balcony and it was driving her insane. I grabbed her more water and got her to drink and we kept going until she could do it again.

The balcony had a tap and small hose on it - perfect for cleaning up with because the wife absolutely drenched that balcony.

Three day trip by car.
 

Day 1, did not see a thing.

Day 2, about 5:30pm, temp 30C:- Driving along a long, long straight 'A' class road with lay-by's on both sides made from loops of the old twisted road, no other cars seen for miles, when in the distance I see a blue car in a long open loop lay-by with a wide patch of short grass between it and the road, on the other side of the road.
By the car standing with his back to it is a male in a light coloured shirt peeing into the hedge. As I get closer a female gets out of the drivers seat warring a shin length light wide summer dress, as she walks to the back of her car she is already raising her dress to her waist, as I get level with their car she as her back to the road, feet slightly apart, knees just bent with her bum sticking out. It was a nice large pale bum, I could not see any pee stream but a patch on the ground was getting darker and bigger. As I continued on I watched in my mirrors as she straightened back up and dropped her dress, did not see any knicker, she returned to her car door and I was gone.

Day 3 :- Stuck in traffic for two hours only moving 20 miles, had lunch in a pub about 12:30pm, was planing to stop after about 150 miles, traffic now moving (about 3:00pm) I need a pee, driving on an 'A'class road, so I look for a lay-by, see a sign for one in 1/2 mile, as I pull in there is a car at the other end of the bay about 6 cars long. I get out and step into a field of tall wheat grass turn to my right and walk about 3 metres along the trampled down grass to the end of this path to there the bushes to the road are taller and thicker, I turn to my right to pee towards the bushes and the road.
As I start to take my dick out I hear a female shout 'A we were here first', I look to my left to see just past a clump of this tall grass two females squatting, one with her back to me the other facing her. I reply. 'if you had not said anything I would not of know you where there', the one facing me them said, 'well there is no need for you to look is there?', I replied, ' that it is rude not to look at a person talking to you or not to look at the person you are talking too'.
While this conversation was going on two things were also going on. 1. My dick was getting bigger. 2. The one with her back to me stood up giving me a quick flash of a nicely shaped and tanned bum with a pale centre, as she pulled up her dark coloured trousers, did not see any knickers, she was now blocking the mouthy one and so did not see anything as she stood up. The one with her back to me started to walk away, the one facing me shouted 'pervert' turned and walked off.
I finished my pee and returned to my car, as I drove past their car the mouthy one gave me the finger, I just smiled back and waved bye.

Later on the road a silver sports car with a lone blond female over took me, some miles down the road she was parked in a small lay-by and just getting out of the car and walking through a gap in the hedge, I bet she was going for a pee.

And so to home at last.

Date
 

No wetting, no public urination but this experience left an impression on me:

One summer during college I spent 3 months living in the pacific Northwest USA as an intern. Looking back now, it was pretty sweet. I was paid $700/week to work 9-5 M-F with nights and weekends completely off. No one really expected us to accomplish anything.

The ample free time in a nice city wasn't the only thing I recall, though. I also remember my (hopefully subtle) arousal on a date I had one Saturday afternoon/evening. Against general advice about dating a coworker, I started going out with a fellow intern in my program. We were both in the same department but managed under different subgroups so it felt a little less taboo.

We had gone out to dinner a couple of times after work and gone to a movie. However, this was our first longer date on a weekend. We planned to go to a music-in-the-park event. From her apartment it was about a 30 minute walk, but a nice walk mostly through the park. I went to her apartment (I think it must have been 2 or 2:30) bearing a picnic basket (side note, the basket and blanket cost 4X as much as the food in the basket). We strolled along a bench-lined path until we arrived at a stage set up in the park on a grassy field. I laid out a blanket and we sat down and relaxed. I brought a feast for us - cheese, tea sandwiches, fresh vegetables, and white wine discretely smuggled in snapple bottles.

We spent the afternoon there listening to music and chatting (surprisingly a lot about work since we had common gossip to talk about). After a couple hours (not sure exactly how long since we arrived), I excused myself to wait in the portaloo line. It probably took 10 minutes but I came back refreshed. Anyway at this point in time she gave no indication of needing to go. We continued chatting for the next couple of hours, probably a little bit looser and more graphic then a 4th date should have been, but fueled by white wine.

Anyway, when the last group announced their final song the sun was starting to go down. I started to pick up the last remnants from our feast and load them into the basket. As the last song was finishing, I folded up the blanket and wiped off my pants from the inevitable grass that sticks during a lawn picnic. We cheered for the last group and we started to head out -- us and thousands of other people.

Since it was getting dark we started to discuss taking a slightly longer route back on a real street where it would be safer then going through a park (this was pre-Uber and Lyft when finding a taxi after a special event was nearly impossible). As we were having this discussion I could tell she was thinking/calculating. The front of the portaloos for the event were just out of sight from where we were standing (so she couldn't see the line). If she had she might not have so casually said "I'm just going to use the bathroom before we head off". I nodded, and started walking with her towards the row of portable bathrooms (there were probably 15 or so, but there were a lot of attendees).

As we rounded the corner, we could see the line. Each stall had its own queue with at least 30 people in it. The line was at least double the length of when I had waited for 10 minutes. I could sense some panic in her eyes and then in her voice. "I'm not sure I want to wait that long" (however, I read the slight wavering in her tone though as "I'm not sure I can wait that long"). She followed up with "Do you think there are other bathrooms?". However, we were both in a new city, neither of us knew what was around and this was early smartphone days where I don't even think I had a map application. I replied "I didn't see any on our walk here, besides these, but maybe we can find a starbucks or something on our way back."

My date was playing it cool, but I could tell that she was pretty desperate for the bathroom. I of course legitimately was going to help her in her quest to get to a bathroom ASAP, but my mind could not help but wander. I was imagining the agony she must be experienced under the brightly colored sundress. I was thinking about how her mind must have been racing to keep it together and how much it pained her to avoid holding herself or at least taking a quick squeeze. While these thoughts were flashing through my head, I too was trying to play it cool.

When we got to the main street we were on the lookout. However, we soon realized that we weren't alone. We entered a nearby fast food restaurant and then a starbucks. Both had many people waiting for a single cubicle bathroom. Had we been just 2 friends, I would have suggested an alley, or really anything to help the poor girl. However, that's not something you can do, or suggest on a date.

A block later we came to a convenience store. We walked around the store, but found no bathroom. At the front, my date asked very formally "May I please use your bathroom?". Despite her polite formality all of her body language, her voice, everything screamed of desperation. Somewhat gruffly he responded "Only for employees". My compassion and white male privilege of speaking back kicked in. I interjected .. "Please sir" while taking $10 out of my wallet and placing it on the counter. He eyed it, eyed her, then thankfully led her to the back.

When she came back she looked relieved,embarrassed, but also appreciative. She had a good sense of humor about it "Did we really just pay $10 for me to use a bathroom in a storage closet with a sheet for a door? ........ Thank you." and she gave me a peck on the cheek.

We dated a couple more times, nothing memorable happened in the desperation department, but I have fond memories of her in many ways. This incident really surprised me as to how long some women will wait for the bathroom casually, while really being on a precipice. She did pee before our next movie date.

Bonnaroo
 

I was standing in a field watching a band at a music festival. About 6 feet in front of me were two very nice looking young women. Both were wearing bikini tops, and ankle-length hippie style skirts. One of the women squatted in front of the other and climbed under her skirt. It reminded me of an old-time photographer getting under the camera hood. I was trying to figure out what was going on when after a few minutes, the standing one walked away and left the squatting one exposed. The squatter was peeing in a red plastic cup. She was balancing with her butt on her heels, her skirt bunched up around her waist, and her knees spread wide. With one hand she had her panties pulled all the way to the side, and her other hand was on the ground behind her for balance. I had a clear, unobstructed view of her pussy, and she knew it. She seemed annoyed and embarrassed, and she looked everywhere but at me. Even so, she kept herself on full display until she was done peeing. Once finished, she quickly straightened herself up, grabbed her cup, grabbed her friend and headed for somewhere else. I noticed that she slowly dumped the cup of pee as they walked, which makes me wonder why she bothered with the cup in the first place

Awesome that you got to fill her up, even once! Best friends don’t survive marriage if she doesn’t feel the same way about you, so don’t beat yourself up about it. If she slid you in her then she shares responsibility- no way you could hold back!

Coworker Pee
 

I work with several really smart, attractive women. Generally, everyone acts in a very professional way.

The other day, though, one of my colleagues came back to her desk around 12:30 or so. I had not seen her all day, but had a somewhat time sensitive question about a project we were working on together. I could tell that she was rushing a bit to her desk, but figured she might be headed off to another meeting. However, I figured it couldn't hurt to see if I could ask her a quick question. "Rachel. Can I ask you a very quick question about the [redacted] project?" She hesitated but agreed. "Sure, quickly though."

We ducked into a nearby conference room. My quick question was in practice straightforward, but led to a bit of a discussion (about 10 or 15 minutes). I couldn't really sense anything wrong, but while I was mid-sentence, Rachel interrupted me. "I'm sorry, but I really need to pee". She dashed out without another word. When she came back, she apologized and explained that she had been in back to back meetings for 4 hours straight ... "we are all human".

It's interesting, because I have never seen my coworker desperate before (that I knew of) and desperate enough to leave mid-sentence. I've wondered to myself why she chose that moment to walk out of the room? Did she leak? Did she just have a very good sense of where her breaking point was? It was very much unlike her to interrupt.

Non-existent wetting
 

I think the perception that you peed yourself can be as bad, if not worse than the actual act. I recall an incident that happened many years ago in college. My girlfriend and I had spent a warm spring afternoon together. We were young and spontaneous. It was hot, and we decided to run through a fountain on campus. I guess the way my girlfriend kicked her feet resulted in the water staining her jean shorts at the crotch and the lower butt. We were having fun and I didn't really think how the wet spot would look. However, as we were walking back through the campus, there were definitely some furtive stares, whispering, and pointing. It didn't take long for her to realize what they were pointing at. She immediately started to panic -- "Greg, they think I peed my pants. This is humiliating". She started to get flushed, and panic.. She asked if I had anything to cover her (I did not -- it was very warm). She quickly walked back to my dorm the back way.

As soon as she closed my dorm room door, she broke down crying. "Everyone is going to think I peed my pants." She cried on my shoulder for a good five minutes. It really affected her. There were a couple of times she was able to set the record straight, but she was obsessed with an incident that never happened. We only dated for a few more weeks because she had a tendency to overreact, but this non-wetting was more "real" than any accidental wetting could be.

First time
 

When I first started masturbating I was using a fashion catalog that had semi-transparent underwear. Cute pictures of bras showing through the nipples and panties molded to the labia that left the pubic hair semi visible. I was most satisfied, however, on vacation in a rural area. I discovered my neighbor and her girls peeing behind a shed. The first time I saw a scene that repeated itself in the following days. A woman in her late forties, small in stature but well built, hurriedly approached where I was sitting behind a fence. She takes two or three steps so she leans forward and in one movement lifts her skirt all the way to the back and lowers her panties to her knees. I was seeing for the first time the fleshy buttocks of a mature woman bending over in front of me. I had admired the way they moved beneath her skirt as she walked but now they were bare white with their smooth woman's skin four to five meters from me.

River rafting with a group of friends!
 

While our entire group of friends were all single, we went out as dates with our girlfriends camping and River rafting! We did have some BEER's to drink and had to leave the Camera's in our vehicles just in case the Canoe's we use tipped over and that was the BAD part not having a Camera nor Cells phones at that time!
But after awhile on the Water, we did pull into some area's to rest or take a break!
The thing is there were No Potty's anywhere in sight and plenty of high Bushes and Tree's with who know's what running around in those woods?
So it got to the point of one of the guys being brave enough to stand at the edge of the Water, pull out his penis and Whiz with the entire group kind of watching!
After this happened more guys got together and stood at the edge to relieve the BEER pressure!
When the women / girls seen it and had to go as well, they wanted to do it just like Us guys and stand up dropping their bottom stuff so they could Whiz!
I have to say it was my first time seeing and women taking a whiz and with them standing up and not having a problem - that impressed me! They could shoot out a stream and it was amazing!
The only woman at the time that had a problem was my GF / wife now! She gave it a try and Whizzed all over herself and some clothing too~
We all had a wonderful laugh over it and this turned out to be one of the Best things we ever done with a group while being single!
:)

When on short vacation
 

Myself and my wife took a weekend trip to a casino out west a few yeas ago.

We were out at the pool drinking Long Island ice tea’s and there was only one other couple in the pool they to were drinking.

We were all drunk and the other couple much younger than us informed us they were into sex. They expressed their attraction for my wife.
The woman was not shy talking about how big her boy friend’s cock was and how much she enjoyed it. She also said she wish she had tits as big as my wife’s tits.

My wife stated she had to pee badly and was bummed because the bathroom was down a sidewalk and inside.

She got out of the pool and started walking down the side walk and stopped where it was covered with trees and no body was around.
We could see her in the distance she decided she was not going to wait, she squatted down pulled aside her bikini bottoms and peed right on the side walk. She stood up covered her pussy and came back and got in the pool.

The girl said we saw you peeing and laughed, we also saw your pussy and laughed again.

My wife said well that’s all the thrill you will get from me today. The drunk girl said to her boyfriend let’s go to the room I am horny. That was the last time we say them.

With fear of repetition I won’t go into great detail. As I told the story in other threads.

My wife and I had a young man discreetly follow us off the nude beach to a secluded little spot below the rocks where my wife would have a squat in the shallow water and pee.
He stood watching her from about 20 yard away with an ever growing very large erection forming as he watched.

I made mention to my wife and on the third time in the day he appeared she waved him to come closer and she allowed him a much more intimate view as he slow stroked a massive woody. On the 4th time his wife attended and took to stroking him as well.
It got pretty erotic quickly…

Hot stuff
 

That is so hot, did she like him watching her pee?

Yours is one of the stories I think, wow I wish I was that guy.

Wife golfing
 

It wasn't my experience, but my wife told me about when she went golfing with her friends (all women) two summers ago. The pace of play got jammed up on one of the back nine par 3s. So her group was waiting for the group ahead to finish up before they could go. She said she had to go to the bathroom extremely badly and had no idea what hole the next restroom was at.

So she got in front of a pine tree so the houses to the right couldn't see and she parked the golf cart in a way that any houses on the far left side of the hole was shielded by the golf cart. She said she faced forward so she could keep an eye on the group in front in case they looked back. But it left her backside exposed.

And mid-pee the group behind them (20-something golf bros) pull up and get a glimpse of her peeing as well as when she stood up and pulled her golf skirt back up. She said they were yelling comments and jeers but she had to go so badly that she had to finish instead of stopping. And all she could really do was laugh it off and say "oops, sorry" to them.

Well it was a little strange to be honest but it was his fascination with her peeing that seemed to get him raising the flag pole.
I think it was the size of the pole that got our attention…

The coupe had interacted with us on the beach a few times over a couple days seemed pretty nice but a few years younger than us, but they had set up pretty much at our feet this morning.

Then he followed us off the beach each time to watch. My wife waved him over and sat back against a large rock as we chatted but his eyes were all but molesting her and he went from a chubby to half staff. She leaned back further on her elbows and let him really look her over and that had him raging hard and slow stroking himself…

The next time his wife came along behind him and she stroked him while we talked like it was just a natural past time during conversation. She even leaned over and sucked him for a minute. I was streaming pre-cum into the wind.

They invited us to go further down the trail and “join them in oral” (I could tell
My wife was ready to pounce on his dick already) but then we got interrupted and things cooled quickly.

We did interact more later back on the beach as well but more girl on girl but again hard on the open beach.
It was hot and gets the wife cuming if mentioned furring sex…

I generally don’t get off on watching girls pee, only if I get a glimpse of nudity in the process. In Scandinavia there isn’t all that much shyness about it, women often just squat behind a bush if they need to go and there are no toilets around.

I did have one experience I found erotic though, years ago. I’ve told the story before in my own thread about exhibitionistic experiences from my past, and for full backstory check that thread out.

The short version is that I once participated in student initiations, and as a preparation we tried out various games we made up on each other. A group was doing a game that involved clothes swapping on a stage, and I was paired up with a cute girl in my own group.
She didn’t want to get naked on stage so I removed my clothes first so she could remove hers after donning my t-shirt for modesty. Afterwards she said that she didn’t have any reservations about me seeing her nude so we could just pop into a bathroom to swap back.
Once inside she quickly took all of her (my) clothes off standing totally naked in front of me, she had a great body, slim with fairly small but perky boobs, and a full bush (early 2000s, so shaving wasn’t so common). She would have been early 20s at the time. She then announced that she also had to pee so she simply sat down and peed in front of me still totally naked, while I got dressed. Seeing that girl so relaxed about her nudity and her peeing was quite erotic to me.
Got the opportunity to see her naked a few more times that summer, including a communal shower with 3 other girls and one other guy, but that’s another story.