One evening
 

Late one evening I was at home when I hear the sound of drunken laughter in the lane behind my house, so I went up to my bedroom and looked out the window to see who it was, there were two females and two lads coming up the lane.
Suddenly one of the females (in a skirt) stopped in the middle of the lane, laughing and said she had just wet her knickers, they were all laughing as she put her hands up under her skirt and pulled them down and off before throwing them over a garden wall down the lane from me.
She and one of the lads then went behind a garage out of my sight. The other pair continued on up the lane getting closer to my house, they stopped and the lad pissed onto the garage door opposite my house, then they had a few words before the lad walked off leaving the second female standing opposite my window, she called to her friend to come on but with no joy, she called again saying to come on home as she needed a pee, but the other girl was having fun with her lad.
She stood hopping from one foot to the other and then backed into the corner or the garage doorway, and started to undo her belt and the top of her jeans. Just then a police car came up the lane and stopped by her the policemen told her to get into the back of the car and it then backed down to the other female, by now the lad had started to run down the lane and away, as soon as both females were in the car it drove up the lane and off.
I wonder if the car got them home before the back seat got wet ??????????????????

First time reading this thread. Some great stories here and some record holding pee sightings. As campers, hikers, car and bike event goers, and just plain out side nature lovers we've seen and peed many places in private and in public. Let's face it, when ya gotta go ya gotta go and don't want to walk around with wet panties.
Maybe I'll eventually add a few boring pee sightings and places my wife got caught peeing.

First here's one of those female long distance pee games. A black coworker often told about his childhood and how the neighborhood kids would bet each other who could pee the farthest. This always amazed me when he told about it. One of the young black gals always won by peeing the farthest as dozens of male and female friends watched. I believe it involved her spreading her lips wide and raring back while taking her pee. I still picture that and it is so funny! Other than the story here I'd never heard of this before.
I tried to get my wife and a few female friends to try this long distance pee but none could squirt very far at all. And us guys watching really didn't care!:D

Working nights
 

I was working nights in a factory on a dockside in a shipyard, I has working in a clean room inside a bigger room three floors up, you could walk around the clean room in an ally-way between it and the outside wall with windows over looking the dockside.
One night there was a frigate along side with a marquee on the flight deck with a dance on-board, we had seen a lot of women in evening dresses arriving during the evening and it was now well past midnight and the drinks had been flowing, some had started to leave and were walking with there men past our factory, some stopping to kiss.
One pair had been kissing for some time and were leaning on a bollard, when suddenly she raised her green full-length dress to her waist and dropping her matching green knicker, squatted by the bollard and started to have a piss, her man just standing there watching her, not even trying to guard her as a taxi pasted them, sounding its horn, after she stood back up and adjusted her dress they both walked off.
And I returned to my work day dreaming over what I had just seen.

Lady's toilets
 

I was rewiring a church hall in my spare time, but the hall was is use most evenings, but I could work there on Mondays while the brownies and girl guides were there. I had already rewired the main hall, kitchen, and stage with its dressing room and one of the lady's toilets, and was now working on the lighting in the store room, main lady's toilets and the gents toilets, while I was working the girls were able to use the lady's toilet in the dressing room.
After the girls had gone I would be there on my own until I locked up and went home, but once a month a pop group used the hall to practice.
On this evening I was standing on the lady's cubicle dividing wall working on the lights when a female from the band climbed over all my tools and cables to come into the toilets, I said to her to use the other lady's toilets but she just looked up at me and shrugged her shoulders and came into the cubicle below me pulled her jeans down and sat on the toilet and had her pee before whipping and getting up and pulling her jeans back up, flushing and walked out again.
I could not hear her pissing over the noise of the band was making and I could only see her in the dim light I was working with, but I was still surprised at what I had witnessed.

Church Hall
 

I was working one summers evening alone in a church hall, this hall was built onto the side of a hill and had a 3ft wide path between it and the wall retaining the hillside with wider spaces opposite the fire doors.
I was up on a scaffolding tower working on the main hall lighting, when I hear a female voice say to someone not to look. So I climbed down and went to a window to see a female come around the corner of the hall and into one of the fire door spaces, then with her back to me dropped her jeans and went into a low squat and peed onto the tarmac floor, then just as quickly stand back up again, pull her jeans back up and run back around the corner and away, but I did get a nice look at her bum while she peed there.
Later when I left the hall to go home were was a group of lads and females sitting on the grass drinking cans, it was one of these females I had seen, I wonder if any of the other females peed there also.

Homecoming
 

College homecoming was always a show! I remember walking in the bushes and seeing so many girls squatting. But here is the my favorite memory:

It was homecoming and we had a big group with us. I was chatting with a girl whose sister I had banged a few months prior. Her sister was definitely the more attractive one of the two but at that point of the day I didn't care. We decided to walk around the tailgate and see who else we knew. She mentioned she had to pee and I said I was going to duck behind a fenced in dumpster and go. She followed me behind the fence and looked around. I started pissing and watched her out of the corner off my eye. I turned my head and watched as she pulled down her jean shorts and red thong. She didn't squat she just sort of bent over. I remember staring at her ass and following it down to her pussy. She turned to see if I was looking and we made eye contact after I moved my eyes off her pissing pussy. We both finished and shared an awkward smile. Then I ran into her sister and hooked up with her again. I should have done the other one that night. :)

Library Pee
 

Just remembered another sighting back from college. I spent one summer on campus and things were fairly dead -- quarter filled dorms, no one really around.

One night my floormates and I spent the night drinking (shots mostly). The night was hot and the dorms did not have AC, so the heat combined with the alcohol meant that some of us were getting light headed. Someone suggested we go outside to get some air; about 6 or 8 of us headed down. We had walked one building over when Becky said "I have to pee. I'm going over there", pointing towards the library. Instead of going back 500 feet to the dorms, she sauntered over next to the library steps with a girlfriend in tow. With her back against the wall and the stairs to her left, she was pretty well hidden in the shadows. The rest of us stayed about 100 feet away and weren't staring, so I didn't really hear or see anything (I could only vaguely see her pants around her ankles in the shadows). Instead of mitigating her embarrassment, when she came back she said something like "Oh my god, I totally peed a little bit on my pants", while grabbing her crotch.

Maybe she did, but after our walk when we were back in the light I certainly could not tell. With such a short distance from the dorms I never would have expected for this to happen, but some girls (and guys) really cannot hold their liquor.

Many years ago I was working as a bartender in Myrtle Beach. After work, a bunch of us met up at a local bar. We drank for a while, then went outside to decide where to go next.

Standing with my bar supervisor and another guy, she announced she had to pee. She handed her car keys to me and her purse to the other guy, pulled up her short skirt, squatted on the sidewalk, pulled her panties aside, and proceeded to pee. We had a perfect view of her shaved pussy, with big labia.

It was quite a site.

Gents cast iron urinal
 

I was at a brewery museum a few week ago and after the tour had a visit to the tap room. Later as I walked around the vehicles in the brewery yard I needed a pee, I saw there was a cast iron gents urinal ( cast in Glasgow) in the yard with a sign and arrow pointing to in saying GENTS. So I walked over to it and went in the entrance on turning to my left I was glad to see the urinal was not just for show, so I turned left and stood at the mid point of the urinal wall, the flush pipe was flushing down this wall into the channel along the bottom of the wall, the drain was at this mid point, I started to have my pee.
Someone came in on my left, they walked right up to me and suddenly in a high pitched voice said sorry, I turned to look and it was a female in her mid twenty's, she stood there repeating sorry a few times then turned and walked out.
I finished my pee and also walked out. I walked around the yard keeping an eye on her as she walked around the yard. I was watching to see if she was going to go back into the gents as I had not seen any ladies loos about. If she had I would have followed her so that I could catch her using it, and would just stand there saying sorry. Well fares fare.

This reminds me of my girlfriend. she too had to use a cast iron urinal once because she was about to burst. We had been walking around by the Torpoint ferry and there was only a gents urinal there on a patch of grass by one of the HM Dockyard gates.
We both went in and as I was there I also peed. on the urinal wall as she dropped her jeans and knickers and peed on the ground just by my feet, when she stood up to pull her knickers and jeans up, I was standing up too, she saw that and said did you like that and I said yes.
We both left the urinal and as we walked and talked about it I said how about if we both use as many of these urinals as we could fond, she agreed and so over the next few weeks around Plymouth she and me used about seven.
There is only one left now and that one is gated and is only for show, the council have removed all the rest, (and closed most of the ladies and gents as well)

Do you remember what type and color panties she had?

Drake 400
 

I was on Plymouth Hoe at a firework display for the Drake 400 years. At the end as hundreds of us where leaving it was now wet and cold, as I walked down from the Hoe I went down some steps to a lower road, as I turned a corner on the steps there was a female with her jeans down having a pee, I could not stop and stare as there were more people right behind me.
As I walked on I felt the need for a pee coming on, I walked towards the bus station. At the station the toilets were closed, ( this is how the city plan large events with no toilets and no bus home) and as I got nearer the exit I went in behind the large dust bins, it was already wet in there as it had already been used by other people to pee.
I was there with my thing out peeing on one of the bins when there was a female shriek, I looked around and this female had also come behind the bins and on seeing me was very apologetic and saying sorry, I said sorry also and said I was dying to pee all evening and found the toilets closed, she replied so was she and with that she dropped her jeans and went into a low squat by a bin behind me and started to pee, her piss was soon running past my foot and adding to my puddle, as I finished I turned as I was putting my thing away to leave I did try to have a good look but she was to close to the ground and her back tight up to one of the bins, with her knees together so I said bye and went on my way home. ( a little bit stiffly )

Underwear colour
 

Yes, I do remember this vividly. She was wearing pink briefs (not thong underwear). The underwear had black trim around all the edges and centered on the front was a small pattern of some sort with a fake jewel diamond sewn in.

My focus wasn't really on the underwear, but I did sneak a look to see if she left a wet spot (unfortunately she was dry before falling the second time). Pulling up her panties after falling I could see the back was darker and wet.

One morning
 

Early one light morning as I was getting ready to go to work. I was looking out of my bedroom window towards the back of the houses opposite, when I saw the daughter come out of there kitchen door and go down the outside steps into there yard, then going over to there outside toilet. She had on a night dress, she opened the toilet door and went in, turned her back to the toilet and lifted up her dress and sat down on the pan. A few moments later she stood up and whipped, giving me a long flash of her dark bush before dropping her dress and pulling the flush chain then going back up the steps and indoors.
I guess her father has in the bathroom getting ready for work, he worked at the same place that I did.

At a party...
 

Reading this thread I remembered a party I attended 15 years ago. My girlfriend, who worked as a hairdresser, and her collegues were invited to a huge party from one of their suppliers . Husbands and wives were welcome too...
Food and drinks were free so most of the people got drunk real quick. One of my girlfriend's collegues was followed all the time by a guy at the party. She was not beautiful, had wide hips and huge saggy tits. But somehow she was sexy anyway. She got annoyed by this guy and asked me if we could go together into the toilet room just to get rid of him. The place was big and I had not seen my wife for a while. Normally I would not enter a toilet together with someone else than my girlfriend, but I had got a bit drunk and didn't care...I just thought the we would go inside to get him of her tail, but suddenly she pulled down her pants and sat down and peed. She didn't try to hide anything, she pulled her legs apart so I could see everything. Normally I would look away but somehow I got excited and couldn't stop looking at her peeing pussy. I got an instant erection and she noticed it directly and asked me If I liked it. I've never before had a fantasy about peeing, but there I was wanting her to pee on me...
After she had finished we went to the bar for more drinks and afterwards we danced a lot. I was very excited about the visit to the toilet and we stayed together all the time. A few hours later she asked if I wanted to see her pee again, so we went there again...this time I didn't just look. When she had finished her wee, I pulled my pants down and without asking just inserted my dick into her. I was so horny and quite drunk so I unloaded in her without asking if she was using protection...then somebody knocked at the door and suddenly I remebered I got to the party with my girlfriend. I was very happy to see that she was not outside...
She never got to know what happened, but for me it will always be a wonderful memory..

In a garden
 

One hot summer I was looking out of my bedroom window watching with binoculars a girl across the back lane, sunbathing in a two pieces, she was behind her tall garden wall between the cars and vans stored were, she could not be seen from the houses to her left or right, I was three floors up.
When she got up off her towel and walked to the house, I was watching her butt cheeks as she went to her back door, but found it locked, (the rest of her family must have gone out the front locking the door with her in the yard) so she then slowly walked back to her towel and sat back down.
After a short time she was looking around and stood back up, and went over in between two of the vans. As I watched more closely she squatted down and pull the crotch of her blue pants to one side and let out a jet of pee, landing in the gravel in front of her, when she was done she adjusted her pants and stood up, I could clearly see the wet patch on the gravel, she then kicked some dry gravel over it before returning to her towel.
I had to get ready for work and when I looked again she was gone.

On the coast
 

My girlfriend and I was walking along a coastal footpath and using a pair of binoculars to look at shipping. When I saw some movement on a patch of grass on the next point along the coast from us.
With the glasses I could clearly see a couple having fun ( playing bouncy bouncy, you know what I mean) I passed the glasses to my girlfriend so that she could see them better and when she passed them back it was just in time for me to see the female stand up and step to one side of the man, giving me a good view of her dark bush, she then squatted down and started to pee, her stream catching in the sunlight. When she stood back up she turned and bending over with her nice looking bum in the air pulled on her knickers and then her trousers back on, at this point I passed the glasses back to my girlfriend to have a last look before we continued on with our walk.

The house across my back lane.
 

Across the back lane from my house, there is a house where a pasted owner had had an extension added onto the back of it, with a bedroom upstairs in it. When they sold the house the new owners converted this bedroom into a bathroom, but did not change the window glass just put up double thickness net curtains and a roller blond. Some years later they had to work away from ho,me and so let the house to three or four nurses. At some point the net curtains were changed and the blind removed.
When the early morning sun was at the right angle I could clearly see a side view of the females using the toilet. I would see them first pull up there blue nurses uniforms to there waist and lower there knickers before sitting on the toilet, then stand to pull there clothes back into place.
When the nurses let came to an end they held a party, but one of them was having a bath, as the noise and fun got louder, she looked out of the bathroom window at the side garden, to do this she opened the large window inwards and this she did NAKED, I had a clear view of her from her knees upwards, her dark bush and big tits, then she leaned out with her big tits hanging over the window ledge, at this point I could also see her butt-crack, she then quickly closed the window, got dressed and joined the party.
As the party went on and the drinks flowed, some of the men started to come out into the garden to pee, the females started to turn on the outside floodlights to try and see the men peeing, later there was a lot of shrieking and the lights coming on to light up two females peeing in the middle of there lawn.
When the house was sold again the new owners changed the window glass.

In a carpark
 

I was at a large outdoor church do in a village up the country and so was driving a minibus, when we got there the car/bus park was new since my last visit, it had been a railway goods yard with one building, an old large and tall goods shed now used as the toilet block. All the buses were backed up to the hedge opposite the gate and this toilet block. We were the first bus in the row right opposite the toilets.
As the do was coming to the end, I went back to the bus to check the map for our route home and to use the gents, the gents was about one third of the building with urinals on two walls and toilet cubicles on the wall with the door and washbasins on the forth wall. After I had peed I when out and onto our bus and was sitting near the back, as people started to return to there buses ete, a queue for the lady's loo started to snake around to the left side hedge of the bus park and at some point a little queue for the gents did start to form.
I did see that some of the lady's did go behind an old porter-cabin in the corner of the bus park, and I hear a lady on my bus complaining that three females had pushed into the toilet block and peed into a drain in the middle of the floor.
As I waited for my party to come back to the bus, I saw two females about 20 years old leave the line for the toilets and walk across the bus line to the gap between the 2nd and 3rd buses and go to the back of it to the hedge, I was able to watch them through the windows of the 2nd bus as they both with there backs to the hedge facing the back of the bus dropped there jeans and knickers and get into a high squat, so I had a side view of there bums, just than the dammed 2nd bus moved forward a few feet so that people could get on, so I could no-longer see through that bus and when it drove off the females were gone, just leaving two wet patches on the gravel and some tissue paper.
Just my bad luck to miss the main show.

At my work site
 

I was planning to work all Saturday on a wooden cabin a friend had bought, this cabin was on a cliff top on the coast in a camp site. When I told my girlfriend this she asked if she could come and help me so I said why not. So early Saturday morning I went and picked her up from her house and we drove to the coast, when we arrived, the camp site was closed-up for the winter, I got out of the car and as I had been given the keys opened the gate and drove in, after locking the gate we drove to the cabin and went in. You could either buy them completed by the builders or as a shell, just four walls and a roof, with just a soil-stack, cold water tap and an electric meter, to fit out as you liked. We started to mark out the layout for the shower/toilet room, kitchen and two small bedrooms, and began to build the stud-walls.
Around midday we stopped for our snack and mugs of coffee we had in a flask. After we had finished eating I said I could do with a pee and so went to the backdoor, I opened it, it was chucking it down with rain so I said that I was not going to walk to the public toilets at the other end of the site, and they may have been closed anyway, so I just stood there and whipped it out and pissed out of the door.
When I was done my girlfriend said seeing you go, that now she need to go and that it was all right for you but she could not squat out in the rain could she? We both looked around for something for her to pee into but found nothing, so I said what if we made some kind of funnel to pee out of the door, We had inch and a half waste pipe and cardboard boxes, I tore a box up and made a spoon shape which I pushed onto one end of the pipe the other end of the pipe I put out of the door, she said it might work. She then pulled her jeans and knickers down to her knees and I placed the cardboard end through her legs and kneeling down behind her to hold it, she spread her legs as wide as her jeans would let her and bending her knees slightly she slowly started to pee, as this seemed to work she started to pee harder. I asked how much more have you got as the cardboard was starting to go limp, soon she was giggling and was now pissing over my hands as the cardboard started to come apart, she soon finished and with a wipe with the paper our food had been in she was done, I stood the pipe to drain and put the cardboard outside the backdoor, wiping my hands in my jeans we both went back to work.
So I think that we invented the first She-Pee that Saturday afternoon here in England over 25 years ago.

Under the railway arch
 

One Sunday afternoon my girlfriend and I were going to go for a walk in the country, we parked my car on a main road in a village and walked to the start of a foot path, we passed under a railway arch before turning right into a small gate, we then turned to our left along the path, just then it started to rain ( after all this was in the middle of our summer so we are use to it.) so we stopped under a large bushy tree to see if the rain would last.
As we both stood there we heard a car stop and the doors open and close. With that two females ran in through the gate turning to their right and going under the railway arch with there backs to the wall they both dropped there jeans and go into a squat and start to pee. I was about 50ft from them with a great side view of both the females bums and the streams of piss, one by one they stopped peeing and with a bounce or two stood up and pulled there jeans up.
Turning to their left, they both saw me and my girlfriend and shrieked before running back to there car giggling.
My girlfriend said that if I were a gentleman I would have looked away. I said you could have stopped them before they got there jeans down, so there!

Ex wife couple of times and gas nothing erotic just caught short coming home from.nightclubs and pubs had to keep look out

Seen from a garden center
 

Early one Saturday morning my girlfriend and I were at a garden center on the main A38. She was looking at plants and I was out side looking at the sheds.
Across the main road there is a small lane which had been cut off when the A38 was built, there is also a lay-by. A car pulled into this lay-by and two females got out and walked to the little lane, they looked like mother and teenage daughter, they both went a few yards up the lane so that they could not be seen by pasting cars. and so with there backs to the hedge, the daughter dropped her jeans and the mother pulled up her skirt and dropped her knickers and both squatted, the mother was closest to me so I did not see the daughter peeing but got a good view of the mothers bum and her pee stream caught in the morning sunshine, the daughter was first to finish, and was standing waiting for her mother, who took her time wiping before standing up and with her skirt gripped under her chin pulled up her knickers giving me a look at her light coloured bush, then dropping her skirt they both walked back to there car.
At that moment my girlfriend came over to me and looked to see what I was looking at, just as a man got out of the same car and walked to the lane and pissed into the hedge. She saw him and said how rude, he could have come over the the garden center and used the loo here. Me and my big mouth said why?, the two females with him had just pissed there also. She was not pleased that I had seen them, and said they could all have used the loos, and that I could not have watched them.
I do not understand females she has pissed in lay-by's and alley ways hundreds of times both with me and on she own.

Working on a car
 

I was working on my girlfriends car in the back yard of my house, changing the oil ete.
As the day went on I need to pee but as my hands were all oily I asked my girlfriend if she could help me to go.
So we both went into my cellar to the toilet. here she opened my overalls and my zipper, put her cool hand into pull out my thing, but once her hand was on it, it started to stiffen, and so she could not point it into the toilet, I said just let it go and I will let it point itself when it ready. With that she pushed me away from the toilet and dropped her jeans and knickers slowly standing with her back to the pan and playing with her bush and lips before sitting down with her knees wide and slowly started to pee, giving me a real good look, this was not helping my problem at all, (things got stiffer) she thought this was very funny. When she finished peeing she stood and very slowly and carefully whipping her pussy before slowly pulling up her knicker and jeans.
I said I still needed to pee and so I went to the cellar wash sink and peed up into it, well most of my pee, she stood there watching, when I was done I asked her to put me away but she just laughed and went back out into the garden. So I had to wash all the oil of my hands so that I could do it myself.
That night I made her pay for the work on her car.

At the beach hut
 

My girlfriend and I where invited to her friends wedding in Bournemouth, one summer and so we decided to make it into a weeks holiday on the beach, so we booked the week at a bed and breakfast hotel and my girlfriends friend gave us the use of her beach hut on the promenade.
The beach huts ran the length of the beach as far as you could see, along the wall at the bottom of the cliffs, with a gap between each group of about ten huts, with a water tap and drain in ever other gap.
After breakfast we would go to the hut and open up the front of it and sit in the sun, we used the hut to change into our swim wear. In the hut there was a small table, chairs and a portable gas ring with a kettle and an oil light.
My first sighting was when I went to one of the taps to fill the kettle to make some tea, as I went through the gap to the tap I looked both to my left and right along the back of the huts, only to see a female with her back to me squatting and peeing, she was in a very low squat about 40 huts along but did give a good view of her bum as she stood to pull up her swimming bottoms. As this was a promising sighting area I always was the one to fill the kettle, this did give me a few quick glimpse but not like the first. You could also see puddles with tissue paper in them around the tap area, I would pick the papers up and put them into the rubbish bay by the drain so that I could tell if there was any new puddles.
On out last day we had changed into our going home cloths and had our swim wear drying in the sun, when my girlfriend said that she needed a pee, the toilet block was some way along the beach and we had been going into the sea to pee all week, so I said why not go in the gap between the hut and the back wall, but she said no you can be see for miles back there and was about to go and walk to the toilets.
I said there is a child's square yellow sand castle bucket hanging on a nail in the hut roof, (but no spade with it) so I past it to her and we closed the doors and lit the oil lamp and she dropped her jeans and knickers and squatted over the bucket and had a long and noisy pee, I said people passing by could hear that outside, when she was done and pulled her things back up, I too peed into the bucket which was now very full. I took the bucket and all our rubbish to the tap and rubbish bag, rinsed out the bucket and returned it to the nail, and we shut the hut up for our last time and started our long car trip home.
A few weeks later and my girlfriend had been talking to her friend on the phone, and she told me that the bucket was in the hut for the use for peeing into if the sea was to cold, I had a laugh with my girlfriend about that and asked about number two's she said NO.

On a boat
 

Just found this site and have enjoyed reading the stories that people have posted. Thought I'd post one of my own...

My daughter had her friend from college over - they wanted me to take them out on my boat for an afternoon of laying in the sun/fishing/relaxing. The friend was 19, the cute but didn't know she was cute type. Blonde hair down to her shoulders, skinny with A cup boobs. Anyways I threw in a line and sipped a beer while the girls chatted more than they fished.

After an hour of that the friend says she has to pee. I packed up my fishing pole and started the boat. We are cruising towards shore and she's like ummmm this isn't going to work and starts to get sort of panicky. I'm like ok sorry there aren't a ton of options out here - either hop in the water (the air was 85 but the water was freezing at the time) or here is a small bucket. My daughter was at the front of the boat and just yelled at her to go off the side.

So thats what she did. She stepped up on the side of the boat in a part that went down a little bit on the side. Slide her shorts and undies down to her knees in one motion and squatted over the edge of the boat. From where I was sitting with my sunglasses on I couldn't have asked for a better view. Her eyes were closed and she was super embarrassed. She had dark blonde pubes that looked to have been shaved a week or two ago. Not much for lips down there at all which i was surprised about. I watched the whole thing happen and handed her a paper towel when she was finishing up. She was super embarrassed about the whole thing and we went to shore and ended the trip a short while later.

Its my first time sharing this story or any story on here, so if I've left out any important details let me know.

Kayaking
 

We were out in the creek for a couple of hours. It was pretty hot and we had been drinking bottled water all day. The location we were in is around 1 mile across and dotted with 100's of islands that are pretty overgrown. Lots of shallow water that is perfect for kayaking.

We were watching the wildlife and my wife announced she had to pee. It was at least 30 minutes back to the launch and then a search for the bathroom. Without a second thought, my wife hopped out of her kayak into shin deep water. She reached down and pulled her bathing suit to the side and simply bent over at the waist and let the pee stream go. Since I was behind her, I got a clear shot of the jungle of now piss soaked pussy hair. She gave it a quick shake and put her suit back into place. And then hopped back into her kayak.

Nice one!

Down the Vale. (part 1)
 

The town in which I lived was made up of a large number of villages which over the years had grown and joined together, one summers evening me and my girlfriend went for a walk. We walked along the main road to the next village, and we paid a visit to the pub there, for a pint or two of lager before returning on a circular route. To do this we walked past the railway maintenance yards and into an area we called 'The Vale', this was a recreational area used by the local school consisting of a rugby pitch, a cricket pitch and three football pitches all in a line.
As we walked along I started the need for a pee, so as we past the old changing rooms I said to my girlfriend that if the toilets were open ( they had a big iron gate on them ) that I would pop in them, the gate was open so in I went, My girlfriend followed me, she was surprised to find that all that was in there was, was on the left-hand side a wall with a gully along the bottom running to a drain at the far end and no toilet, I went to the wall and started to piss on to it, she said that she too needed a pee so when I was done asked me to stand in the gateway so no-one could come in.
My girlfriend went to the wall and with her back to it dropped her pink trousers and knickers, then bent forwards with he bum pointing at the wall started to pee, her stream started to go towards the wall but fell short so she waddled forwards and squatted down and peed a long strong river that came towards me at the gate, ( why it did not go to the drain I do not know).
When she was done she pulled up her cloths and we left to continue our walk home.

Down the Vale part 2.
 

Another time some weeks later we were walking back home the same way, when it started to rain, I said lets see if the changing room urinal was open to get in out of the rain but the iron gate was locked, I said I have an idea we can shelter in the children's play park just past the last football pitch. In the park were some large concrete pipes they were laid on the ground in the shape of a 'H' and two more on top as a 'T' with holes between them to climb through, when we got there we both climbed into ether end of the top of the 'T', ( the pipes seemed smaller then I remembered from my early teen, when a group of use used to sit in them for hours just chilling out.)
So there we are sort of squatting on our backs, the rain got harder and the sky darkened, we just sat and talked, after a hour or so my pint of lager wanted out so I got my feet down one of the holes to the lower 'H' and peed out of my end of the pipe into the rain, then got back onto my back to wait for the rain to stop.
then my girlfriend said now she needed to pee, I said why not pee down the hole at your end of the pipe, (the lower pipes always stunk of piss and more anyway).
So she pulled her jeans and knickers up to her knees (she was on her back) and sat over the hole or more into the hole and complained that the concrete was cold and started to pee, I could hear her pee hitting the bottom of the lower pipe, but she said that most of her pee was running up her but crack and that she would need something to wipe with, so when she was finished peeing I pasted her my handkerchief to wipe with but as she did it came out of her hand falling into the pipe below and her piss puddle and all the other dirt down there, she said sorry but her bum cheeks were still wet, I lean over and swiped my shirt sleeve across them, she said thank you, and pulled her knickers and jeans back into place.
I saw that there were a few wet marks on my sleeve which I sniffed at. We both stayed there until the rain stopped and stiffly we both climbed out of the pipes and walked home, me more stiffly then her.

Trip away
 

I have just arrived back from a working trip away with a colleague. On our day off we went to a 'Heritage Railway' to have a steam train ride.
I was sitting facing the engine at a window watching the countryside going by when I saw a man in black motorbike leathers standing pissing through the fence towards the train track, I could see his piss stream as the train got closer. Then to his right was a big black motorbike.
That is when I got a quick flash of a female also in black leathers squatting between the bike and the fence, her pale white bum looking big against the black of her leathers, but we passed so quickly to get a good look.

We arrived back at the station and were walking out off the platform, I saw a mother strip her small daughter from the waste down and hold her up to pee on the platform floor. Why must people do that when there were toilets about 30 feet from her. Now some volunteer working on the railway have to clean it up.

On our way back we stopped for some food and my colleague a drink (I was driving the lorry) after we eat we walked to a pub he went in and I saw a ice-cream kiosk and went over to get one, there was a female talking to the female in the kiosk, I got my ice-cream and was now standing back near the pub wall eating it when I noticed the female outside the kiosk was holding her crotch and moving from foot to foot, she then walked away and into a shop but returned shaking her head and said to the kiosk female 'NO'.
I short time later she was dancing foot to foot again and walked off down the street, then my colleague came out of the pub and I lead him down the street back to our lorry in a car park, but also watching the female to see were she was going, hoping to see if she would pee in a side street or lane. but after a long'ish walk we were near the car park and yes she made it to the public toilets. Drat!

outdoor pub festival
 

A few years back they had an outdoor pub festival down by the river. It was a place with notoriously little sanitary installations, only one toilet both sexes, which normally doesn't bode well with heavy beer drinking...

Guys typically pee right into the bushes along the river walk, but the girls normally go down the steps for some privacy. ... After midnight I found myself a spot leaning on a tree right next to the steps that go down to the river, pretending to be throwing up or sick. I was a bit drink to muster the courage to hang out there, and I must have been a formidable sight, as a group of three women squatting next to me, inquired if I needed help.

One girl in her early 20ies, slender, blond curly hair, came back about 5 times. Each time, she hung her handbag on my tree's branch and worked pulling down her jeans.... too thight ... took here forever to pull them down. When squatting, she needed to hold on to the rails. pee splashing over the steps. Sound of the gush... Then she would stand up and pull up her string and work her jeans up again....

Anecdote of a retired police commander
 

I was talking to the churchwarden at the church that I now play at about the sh** that was left at the back door to the hall, I know that men peed at the dust bins by the gate and that females peed in this door way). I was saying about why not extend the cctv to cover that door, he said it had not worked for over 15 years, (I thought that I could get to see females pee there if there was a camera put there but no). He then went on to tell me a anecdote from his past.

As a young policemen, he was assisting an older officer in keep an overnight watch in a town center shop to combat recent burglaries. They were secreted on the premises, the shop had a recessed doorway with a glass door and letter box at the bottom, with blinds pulled down.
There was no sign of any action for hours, but as the pubs closed they hear voices, he laid on the floor peering out under the blinds. To his alarm a huge man stopped outside the shop, furtively looking up and down the street, he beckoned to his accomplice to enter the doorway, he remained as lookout. He thought this is it!
When his young female partner in crime entered the doorway, turned around, pulled up her skirt, lowered her knickers, knelt down and started to pee in front of his very eyes!. He was staggered by her, being in almost total darkness felt helpless.
However his colleague, got his long truncheon, lifted the letter box and pushed it through until it touched her bum. She leaped up still in midstream and ran out of the doorway and up the street screaming her head off. Expected the male to return and check out her allegation but he believed she had imagined it.
The two police encountered no burglars that night!

On a train
 

In the early 70's my girlfriend and I there on a day trip to London from the South West of England. (About 6hrs on the train up to London). We had to catch the last train of the day around 11:45pm. In those days the carriages were still split into 8 seat compartments, so we got one by ourselves and settled down for our longs journey and once we pasted through Reading tried to get some shuteye.
Around 2am in the morning my girlfriend woke me to said that she needed a pee, I said you are a big girl you can go on your own now. She said she did not want to walk along the train to the loo on her own in the dim light, and could I go with her, we walked to the first loo, opened the door and were hit by the stink, so we went to the next and then the next, but they were all dirty or blocked. So we started back to our compartment, and went into the cleanest, the floor was covered in paper and the pan was nearly full to the top.
I said if you do not want to us the pan you could pee on the floor or into the hand basin, she said if she peed on the floor it would run out into the passage way, so she would us the basin, with that she dropped her jeans and knickers and backed up onto the edge of the basin, I was standing in front of her almost touching her in this very small space. She got into a position so that her pee went into the basin and started a strong pee jet, dark in colour as we had not been for a pee in over ten hours, suddenly the train jerked and she slipped off the basin sending her pee jet across the toilet space and up the door, I laughed and said well your pee on the floor now so she just finished pissing on the floor, when she was done she had to use my hanky to wipe with, (which I put back, damp into my pocket).
It was now my turn to pee so with her still in front of the basin I turned a little so that I was facing the toilet but still with my back to the wall, I got my now very hard thing out of my zipper and sent a jet arcing up over the toilet onto the wall behind it, She laughed and grabbed it and waved it sideways across the wall. She let go as the pressure dropped and when I was done pushed it away.
When we left the toilet compartment we both left wet foot marks on the floor of the passageway. When we got back to our compartment we got under our coats but did not get back to sleep until later and had to us my damp hanky again.

Exeter Cathedral
 

I was looking at some old photographs and found one of myself at Exeter Cathedral, this reminded me of this story.
Many years ago I was asked with a few lads to go to the cathedral on a Friday evening for a rehearsal for a ceremony on the Saturday. To get there someone from one of the Plymouth churches was going to drive a small mini-bus.
On the Friday at about 5pm I drove to this church yard to meet someone with the bus, when I got there, there has a mother and her teenage daughter with the bus. We drove around to a number of other churches picking up the other lads, and onto the A38 to Exeter. We arrived at the cathedral around 7pm., and entered across the quadrangle to the side door of the chapter house. In side we had a cup of coffee as we were told who was to do what, our rehearsal was going to be the second of the two and so the three of us sat to the chapter house side of the cathedral and the mother and daughter sat with a few others in the nave.
Around 8.45pm. one of the other two lads asked me if I know where the toilets were, I said yes and we all went together. We left the cathedral by the chapter house door and walked diagonally to the left across the grass in the quadrangle to the old gents, (now replaced with disabled, gents and ladys on two levels) the only light was from the moon through a foggy sky. We returned to the cathedral the same way, as I was going in the door the mother and daughter appeared behind me from my right, and with that we were called for our rehearsal. When our rehearsal was over, (around 9:30pm) only the mother was there and when we got to the bus the daughter was already in the front passenger seat, we drove home dropping the lads off on the way, dropping the daughter home before taking the mini-bus back to the church yard and to my car. As I drove the mother home she told me what had happened at the cathedral.
When us three had come out of the chapter house to go to the gents she and her daughter had been in the corner of the quadrangle both having a wee wee, her daughter panicked and tried to stop peeing and pull up her knickers and jeans but could not stop and wet herself, the mother was ok and had just dropped her skirt back into place, when they saw we were walking diagonally on the grass they continued with there pees. when we returned to the door they also had finished and returned with use, but in the light from the door way the daughter was embarrassed with her very wet jeans and so they both went back to the bus. At the bus the daughter took off her jeans and the mother tried to blot them dry with a news paper, then the daughter had removed her knickers and thrown them under the bus before putting her damp jeans back on and sat on a glossy magazine all the way home.
Why if only I had done as the sign said, 'Keep off the grass and so walked around the quadrangle I would have caught both females with there knickers down.

Country bicycle ride.
 

About 40 years ago before I had a car of my own, my girlfriend and I would go out at weekends on a pair of bicycles, she had to use her brothers bicycle witch had about 6 gears. The country roads were empty of cars and we could go for miles without seeing anyone.
On this day we were riding along a road with a number of bends in it and tall hedges on both sides with out any breaks in them, not even farm gates. As she was faster then me she would often be ahead of me. As I came around a bend I saw her bicycle on the ground in the middle of the road, I thought she had come off it, but as I got near I saw that she was squatting with her jeans and knickers down having a pee in the middle of the road, she looked over to me and said that as she had to wait for me to catch up she had made use of that time to have a pee. I said did you know that your piss stream is running down the road and under your bicycle. When she was done and had pulled up her things she picked up her bicycle and wheeled it to the side.
I said now you have peed I with have one also so that we do not have to stop again. I peed into her puddle so that anyone coming up the road would see only one stream. So I got my thing out and knelt so as to stop any splatter and peed into the middle of her pee spot, causing the combined stream to run farther down the road. When I was done I put it away and we continued on our bicycle ride.
How I miss the long hot summers of my youth.

Slightly exhibitionist
 

Back in the early 60s my family and the family and friends of a school friend used to travel from our homes in Kidderminster into mid-Wales for outings. My friend's mother had a lady friend who had no children but always struck me as being a little bit "lively." We arrived at our chosen picnic spot near the River Wye and everyone of us seemed to disperse and "do our own thing". I wandered down by the river and after a while I walked along this hedgerow back towards where everyone was gathering. I was minding my own business when I heard a shout from over on my right. It was this lively lady and my friend's mother who were squatting peeing. They were facing towards me and a quick glance let me see they were "pants down" and beavers on show. The lively lady made a show of telling me not to look but it was too late by then. Being a polite chap, I turned away and walked on, but it was obvious to me that if the "lively lady" had not shouted and drawn attention to the two of them, I would never even have noticed them.

Was that what she wanted?

In the bathtub
 

My girlfriend had been playing netball, after which I took her back to her home for tea. As soon as we got inside her house she when upstairs to shower and change. I when in and laid the table and put the tv on.
I then needed to pee so I went up stairs to the bathroom where my girlfriend was in the shower, I said I needed to pee and as a joke said how about a golden shower, she said in your dreams, I then said how about seeing who could pee the farthest, the looser cooks the tea, she said how?
So I said if I stand here at the taps end of the bathtub and pee along the length of the bath, so she stood at the far end of the bath and with me standing outside the bath at the taps I let rip, I even got her feet wet. ( I was a little bit stiff as she was standing there in the nude,) I then went and stood at the side of the bath and she stood at the tap end of the bath ( still in the bath) and started to pee, even leaning backwards she was lucky if she got farther then her own feet, so I won and so after her shower she had to cook the tea.
I did help after-all, I did cheat a little as I had hear her have a pee into the toilet just before her shower and I was busting for a pee long before we got home.
As we ate our tea she said she would practice in the shower and give me a rematch, sadly we never did it again.

In my old workshop
 

At my parents house I had a large wooden shed at the bottom of there large garden which I used as a workshop and a hideaway, in it I had a bench etc. and an old leather armchair and a radio. One wet afternoon I was in the shed when my girlfriend walked in, I said I did not know she was there ( I had an intercom to the house so that I could go in if asked to ) she said that there was no-one in the house so she had come down to the shed to see if I was in. I said that I had to finish some work so she sat in the armchair, while I worked we had a few cans of lager.
After a while as I had started drinking before she arrived I needed a piss. If I was in the shed and needed a pee, as the toilet was back in the house I had loosened a board in the back wall of the shed so that I could stick my thing out through to pee and as my girlfriend had seen me pee a number of times this is what I did this time, when I was done I put the board back.
I was having another can of lager when my girlfriend said it is all right for you how about me, she would normally walk back to the house but as it was raining and did not know if the house was unlocked or not, asked how could she pee out the hole in the wall. I said that I would find something for her to pee in and pasted her a small sauce pan that I used to melt moulding rubber in.
She took the pan and placed in on the floor and dropped her jeans and knickers and squatted over it and started to pee, at first she splashed a bit on the floor until she got her eye in so to speak, as I watched I was thinking is that pan going to be big enough as it was getting near the top, she stopped and gave it to me to empty, I then replaced it back on the floor under her from the rear, I now watching her still on my knees behind her. I was thinking that I must be a bum man as I liked the shape of her bum as she squatted over the pan, when she gave a little spurt and with that stood up for me to past her a rag to wipe with and then pulled her things back into place, I took the pan and poured it out the hole in the wall, it must of been nearly two pints in all.
I said if she was going to do that more often in the shed I would make a little drain that we could both use in the back wall. I never did get around to that, but I did get a small bucket she used, a lot.

Swimming at the pool
 

One hot day me and my girlfriend went for a swim in a free outdoor seawater pool by the sea. When we got there we went between the rocks to change, she cheated as she had her green with white side panels one piece swim suit on under her top and jeans and was laughing at me trying to change under my towel, we both got into the pool and swam around (well she did I cannot swim, I just walked around).
After a while she got out and so I asked why and she said she needed a pee, I said why did she not pee in the pool, I had done so, after all it was only seawater, she said how disgusting as people had to swim in that, anyway she went over between the rocks and facing me went into a very low squat pulling the crotch of her swimsuit to one side and had a long piss, this would have been a great view for me as I was still in the pool but I did not have my glasses on, just my luck. When she was finished she came back into the pool.
Later when we got out and went to dress I held my towel up in front of her as she stood in the corner of the rocks facing me and she told me not to look (as if I would) with that she dropped her swim suit to the ground and unrolled her towel to get herself dry, at this point she found that she had forgot to bring her under ware so she only had her top and jeans to put on.
After she was dressed she held her towel for me to change, she started to laugh as I tried to pull down my tight wet trunks which was made more difficult with me having a hard-on from watching her dress I said if you keep laughing I would pee up over the towel and get her wet, (but I would not have done it as she would have killed me). When we were both dressed we went home.

Walking the dog
 

One Sunday afternoon me and my girlfriend were out walking our dog on the moors near Dartmoor Prison, on an old railway track bed. When we pasted a man sitting on a large rock, he said good afternoon and we replied good afternoon back to him, just then a female stood up from behind the rock and joined him, we both think she was peeing behind this rock.
As the afternoon walk went on I too needed a pee but my girlfriend was trying to be funny and not take the dog lead from me, and so here I am with the lead in my left hand and my thing in my right, standing on the track bed, my girlfriend standing on my right side, and me peeing onto the gravel, when the dog started to try and bite the pee stream, so I am trying to keep the dog away from the stream of piss and my girlfriend is just standing there laughing, when I finished we walked on.
Later she has to go and so standing with her back to me and the dog she drops her jeans and knickers to her knees and gets into a high squat, and starts a strong hard piss, I let the dog move closer, to sniff her bum, but the dogs wet nose makes contact with her bum making her jump, at this she looses control of her stream and pisses all over her knicker, she is pissed with me and has to take her jeans and wet knicker off, she then wipes with a dry bit of the knicker before putting her jeans back on.
As she did not what the wet knickers in her pocket she gave them to me and I put them in mine. I forgot to give them back to her for a week or two. He! He!

Outside Loo
 

My girlfriend lived with her grandmother and her great grandmother in a old four story house with no inside bathroom only an outside loo, and a tin bath used in the kitchen. To get to the loo you had to go through the backroom and then the kitchen and the wash house and out into the yard.
We use to go up to the very top rooms of the house to hang out together. If we needed to pee ( I did not like to go down and out past both grandmothers and so) we would both go into the back attic room and open the window and I would pee onto the roof below it, the piss would run down the roof and into the guttering and down the pipe to the drain. But if my girlfriend needed to pee, I would say to her to sit on the window edge with her ass out of it but she was afraid she might fall and so would take the basin from under the jug on the washstand, place it on a small armchair and sit on it as if it was a toilet and have her pee then wipe herself with the corner of the window curtain before emptying it out the window and putting it back under the jug.
If it was to windy and or raining out side I would pee into the jug and some times get her to do so as I held it for her, before pouring our combined piss out the windows.
Happy days.
When her great grandmother died my girlfriend and her grandmother moved into I new house, outside the town with an inside toilet and separate bathroom with a shower but that is another story not for this site.