Erotic experiences of women peeing
 

My recent experience does not seem to fall into any existing threads (it is not really a woman caught peeing or peeing in public), so I am creating a new thread. Please share any erotic experiences you have had with women peeing (it does not even have to have a visual component).

I recently attended a reunion at my alma mater. On the last night, I attended a party hosted in the newly built dorm. The party was awesome -- as a recent grad I knew many of the alumni as well as many of the current students. With no schoolwork, I could just party and have fun.

A couple hours in, I went in search of a bathroom. To my surprise and delight, the bathroom in the dorm was a gender neutral bathroom -- not one of those single person bathrooms, but rather a full bathroom with showers, and three toilet stalls (no urinals). When I walked in, no one was in there, but I foresaw the possibility of an exciting situation. I chose the middle stall and sat down even though I only had to pee. I sat there, emptied my bladder and proceeded to play with my phone.

About a minute later, I heard the door swing open. I started to feel some excitement as I heard the clip-clop of high heals. She opened the stall door to my right, and then spent the next 15 seconds fiddling with the lock. I guess the lock must have been broken, because she then proceeded to the stall to my left. The lock clicked closed. I shifted and gently fiddled with the toilet paper dispenser to not appear to be just sitting there.

From the stall, I could see the stranger's shoes. They were black sandles that wrapped around her foot three times at the base and once around the ankle. She repositioned her feet twice. I heard the ruffling and then saw her pink panties fall around her ankles. From my angle I could just see a little bit of white residue in the crotch area. My heart skipped a beat. I couldn't believe that I was about to get an intimate experience like this. I have seen many women peeing but usually it is outside and they are trying to cover themselves. It always feels a bit wrong to try and stare. Here I was, legitimately in a bathroom next to a hot woman.

I heard the seat creak, immediately followed by a high pitched hiss of pee and the ring of reverbration from pee hitting the water and side of the bowl. This flow was uninterupted for about 10 seconds. There was a bit of a sputtering followed by a small but audible fart. The stream now seemed to directly hit the water rather than just hit an area near the bowl and water line. The flow continued for about 15 uninterrupted seconds. During this time I grabbed some toilet paper and pretended to wipe. The stream stopped, but then continued as short one or two second bursts. I pulled up my pants. There were three or four of these bursts before I heard her fiddling with the toilet paper roll. I flushed. I heard a wad of toilet paper hit the water. As I fiddled with my pants, I heard her wipe again, quickly followed by the toilet flushing.

I walked out to the sink, my heart beating quickly inside. I started to wash my hands with soap. As I lathered up, I saw the first stall open up. Looking into the mirror, I quickly eyed her. She had chest length brown hair partially covering her cleavage. She was wearing a black dress. The dress was not sl*tty, but rather classy -- wide shoulder straps and a minimal but HOT amount of cleavage showing. The dress went down to her knees, but looked amazing.

Our eyes met in the mirror briefly. In that second I could sense she knew about my enjoyment, but did not care. She washed up without soap, and walked to the towel dispenser. I washed the last bits of soap off my hand and then grabbed a towel. Walking out and down the hall, she was a bit in front of me, and I eyed her ass and the swing of her black dress around her beautiful calves.

The old church porch
 

It was coming up to Christmas and time to put up the crib and tree in the church, so one evening I was alone in the church with just a few lights on, the crib and other junk was stored in the old north porch at the side of the church, there were two little windows like the ace of clubs one on either side, the left window looked along the tall front wall of the yard towards the gate, the other on the right looked across a 2 foot wide alleyway to the back wall of a side-chapel this window on the outside was about 1 foot of the ground.
As I worked I heard the gate open and close, so I went to the left-hand window to see who it was, It was a female and she turned and walked towards the old porch, and went past the porch door and up into the little ally-way, so I went to the other window, first switching off the inside porch light.
I could see up to her knees and just then she dropped her jeans and stripy pink and black knickers and squatted right by the window, her pussy at my face height and started to have a strong piss, this was one of my earliest close look at a real live pussy pissing, I was over the moon but it was soon over and she stood up and pulled up her things and walked back to the gate and was gone.
Latter I recalled all the details at home in bed and for a number of years to come.
Sometime later in the year I was cleaning the church yard of fag ends and sweet wrappers etc. I went up into this ally-way to broom it out only to find a shitty pair of pink and black striped knickers like the ones the female had worn, I think she used this ally-way as her toilet on her way home after the pub and this time did not make it in time.

On the dockside
 

I was working in a factory on a dockside in a shipyard, my work station was by a window six floors up. For a number of days big flatbed lorries had been bringing gear from a closed shipyard and dumping it on the dockside to be either ditched or moved to stores.
One afternoon I saw a lorry pull in and the driver got out of the cab and was using the on-board crane to unload the gear, when a female jumped down from the cab and quickly pulling her jeans down squatted and peed beside the lorry, after she stood up I could see the wet puddle on the ground as she climbed back into the cab. When the driver had finished unloading he got back into the cab and drove off.

Co. I worked for moved some offices to a temporary building down the road next to a vacant lot.

When we were recruiting for new people, I had to go to a temp office in this building housing the HR people to join the interviewing.

Looking out of the windows there one day on 1st floor, I could see a group of gypsy caravans had parked up for a stay on the vacant lot next door.

They obviously didn't believe in using their own caravan toilets - I spotted a very attractive young 'blonde' lady just step out of her caravan take a few steps into the grass, squat down and pee then stand up still with her jeans and pants down and wipe herself.

Clearly from the colour of her 'bush' she was a peroxide bottle blonde !!

My first and only experience with water sports
 

I had been seeing this native American gal for a while. She was quite wild in bed and could tire me out even when I was only in my 20s. One day we finished up fucking and I had to pee. I went into the bathroom, left the door open and sat down on the stool and peed.

Soon she walked in, bent down and kissed me then sat down straddling me on the toilet seat. She reached down and took my still semi-hard cock and inserted it in her very wet pussy. I was about to tell her I wasn't quite ready for round two when to my surprise she started peeing. Wow was that a different feeling having her pee streaming around my cock. By the time she finished peeing I was nearly fully hard again and we fucked right there on the toilet.

I'll always remember that feeling and good time. but, strangely I have never done it again. I mentioned it to a particularly wild and adventurous gal some years later, but she said it was too weird for her.

Never did that. Sounds like fun...and weird. But weird is good!

Phuket Island Memory
 

When I was in the Peace Corps in Malaysia, I spent three weeks vacationing in Phuket Island, Thailand in late 1976. I spent the first week at a Ao Patong tourist beach, and then spent the next couple of weeks at a hippie beach called Ao Sane, because is was a nude beach. Tourists could stay in simple one-room wooden huts. The more expensive ones had simple toilets, the cheapest ones did not, but it was only a short walk to the public toilets. While there, I made the acquaintance of a German teenager, who was backpacking around the world with a male companion, whom she said was just a buddy, not a lover. They were staying in the hut next to mine.

One night, after I had turned out my light, I heard the door of her hut open, and looking out my rear window I saw her leaving her hut. She must not have wanted to walk to the public toilet (besides, they were just outhouses) so she stepped around to the back of her hut. She was wearing a T-shirt and shorts. She pulled her shorts down and squatted and peed. There was enough moonlight that I could see her clearly. She was unselfconscious about what she was doing, she didn't even look around to see if anyone was watching her.

After that, I listened for her and saw her pee several more times. Even though I saw her regularly on the nude beach, we shared the communal showers together, and I even made out with her a couple of times, seeing her pee was an intensely more erotic experience.

My girlfriend roadside pee.
 

Just got back from a 4 day coach trip from Cornwall to Newcastle, 38 hours sitting on a coach. during this time I saw 7 roadside peeing mostly male, (one group of 4, the others one at a time) with just one female.
There was a female sitting in the door way of a car facing down with her male friend standing facing towards the road with his back to her. Did not see any pee or flesh.
But this, or the vibration of the coach got me remembering my first car a 1963 Austin 1100 and my girlfriend.
We had been out for the day on the moors, stopping at a pub for a bite to eat and a few pints of cool lager. (I only drink real ale now). I had used the pubs loo but my girlfriend had not. We left the pub around closing (3 pm) and continued just driving around the lanes on the moors, not going to a place just driving.
After a few hours my girlfriend said she needed to pee and could I find some where. Most of the lanes were either narrow with walls, or on open land with no cover. Till at last a wider road safe to stop in. I pulled into the side of the road, my girlfriend opened her door, stepped out of the car and with her back to me dropped her jeans and knickers and sat on the door sill and started to have a long hard piss, I looked out my side window to see a river of liquid running from under the car and puddling on the other side of the road, I said is that all you or has the car got a leak, she laughed and pissed out some more.
When she was done she stood up to pull up her knickers when I saw a dirty black line across the upper part of her bum cheeks so I stopped her and said that I had a rag in my door pocket. Then with the rag in hand I leaned across her seat as she bend over with her ass in the air and I started to rub the oily dirt off her bum.
We had not seen any other cars for sometime. Then it happened a car with a number of lads came around the corner towards us, on seeing my girlfriends bum in the air, beeped there horn and shouted out of there car windows to us.
My girlfriend just jump backwards sat down into the car, slammed the car door closed telling me to drive still with her jeans and knickers around her knees.
As I drove she was lifting she bottom and pushing her pussy into the air trying to pull up her purple knickers, this was giving me a good look at her bush and pussy lips as she thrust up and down pulling at her knickers up from her knees over the lip of her car seat and up under her bum and then her jeans.
Watching her I nearly had two accidents one with the car and one in my jeans.

Beach Pee
 

Nice moment on the nude beach yesterday. Group of 6 (4 men naked and 2 females just in their panties) having a carefree time with a few drinks. The blonde good looking one stood up and walked round the back of some bushes and announced to the others that she was having a pee. As she pulled down her black thong I just carried on walking towards her (me naked) and as I walked past I just said "does that feel better?". At which point a startled good looking 30-ish blonde looked up startled to find me right by her. Her immediate reaction was one laughter and embarrassment. She half stood up laughing and as I was so close I reached out for a hug and she started to do the same until she realised her predicament. So she reached down quickly to pull up her black lacy thong and went back to her friends.
She had nice tits but couldn't quite see her pussy but I think she was shaved. Very nice moment and I loved her reaction.;)

At a beer festival
 

The first year at this particular beer festival the toilets consisted of a small trailer with the lady's at one end and the gent's at the other with a pile of wooden pallets to get up into them.
At some point in the afternoon one of the pallets was put on its side to act as a wall between the door to the lady's and the door to the gent's.
As the time went on the queue for the lady's was getting very long and a queue for the gents had formed, as I was waiting to go into the gents I was thinking why is the ground under the pallets so wet as the water wasn't there the last time I went for a pee, and so as I was standing up onto the pallets, this meant I could see over the up ended pallet to the lady's side.
Suddenly a female pushed her way past the women waiting, and got to the up ended pallet were she dropped her trousers and squatted beside it and peed through the pallets onto the ground and so adding to the water under them, I could only see the shape of her ass through the slates of the up ended pallet, but did try to look over as I got up and into the gents.
I looked again every time I went into or out of the gents but did not see another women do the same but I know that more did as the water got up to two pallets deep by the time I left for home.
Now 20+ years on this festival uses 4 or 5 big trailer loos, plus a number of portable loos so I have had no more sightings there.

Warwick castle
 

I was going up the outside ramp to the big tower at Warwick castle and as I stopped to rest I looked back down, where was a large group of people sitting on the grass bank eating there picnic, when two females stood up and walked towards a large low tree, one went to the trunk of the tree and with her back to me dropped her trousers and knickers and got into a low squat.
I could see the pale colour and shape of her bum cheeks until she stood back up and pulled her knickers and trousers back up and they both returned to the group, but I did not see her piss stream.

Cabin Pee
 

After a long dry spell, I finally saw a woman pee.

Last weekend I joined a group of about 40 people for a hiking weekend -- we split up into about 8 or 9 groups for the actual hiking, but we all stayed at a cabin in the woods to cook together and sleep together. The cabin was rustic -- no running water or electricity. There was an outhouse about 400m down a trail uphill, but I found it easier to go near the side of the cabin where there were no windows and you were out of sight of the front and back doors.

On Sunday morning I awoke early -- about 5:30am with the sun shining through the cabin window. I was going to roll over and get back to sleep, but I had an unpleasantly full bladder -- so I grabbed my shoes, walked out the cabin door and around to the side. As I approached the corner I thought that I heard something, but did not really put it together.

I turned the corner and had quite a site -- one of the female members of the group was out there in her sports bra and panties. She had her back against the cabin wall, her legs spread apart and her underwear in one hand. She was done peeing, but in the process of wiping when I surprised her. 'Sorry' I said, as she turned beet red. I turned around and walked away into the woods behind the cabin.

It is always great to catch a woman peeing, but I only wish it had been anyone else in the group -- many women were in their mid-20's and early 30s and HOT!, but the woman I caught was in her mid-40s or early-50s with greying hair -- though still a fantastic body.

Funny!
 

That's a funny story, Biblio474! I have found myself in that same situation while camping or hiking with friends.

"Oops! Did I catch you at an inopportune time?" Its the embarrassment I enjoy. Their look of shame is priceless to me. The reddening of their face and the nervous giggle is what I like.

While I don't knock people who do, I don't get a sexual thrill out of seeing a female peeing. If I did, I'd just stand in the doorway whenever my wife was in the bathroom because she never closes the bathroom door to pee. I don't see that as sexual at all. Its the ENF moment that I like. I've just caught them doing something they shouldn't be doing! :D

New houses
 

I was out walking around some new houses one Sunday afternoon, when as I came around the end of a wall I caught a female in a skirt with her knickers around her knees and her skirt up to her waist peeing into a drain in the yard of a house. She saw me and jumped up dropping her skirt down into place and tried to run around the other end of the wall, still with her knickers at her knees.
I do not think she had fully stopped peeing as there was a small trail of pee from the drain to the corner of the wall. I looked around my end of the wall just in time to see her bum cheeks as she pulled up her knickers and walk away.

Police women peeing
 

When there were riots about exporting cattle at our local ferry-port the police had to escort the lorries, the port is on one side of our town centre.
I was driving home late one night and pasted the other end of the town centre through an industrial site, when on a large grassy corner I saw a large number of police vans ete., parked.
As I got nearer I could see the policemen standing at a wall peeing, then as I got level with them I was surprised to see the side view of bare bum cheeks of a small number of female police squatting beside the wall.
I could not slow down to look but I did try to watch in my cars mirrors as I drove on past and up the road away from them.
Why is it that traffic lights are always green when you want to stop and look ?

Near miss in a car-park
 

I was walking past a small car-park beside a main road, when a female suddenly popped up from between two cars and walked out in front of me.
She was wearing a skirt of witch the bottom hem was tucked into the waistband of her knickers at the back.
So I looked between the cars and yes there was a puddle and a wet tissue there.

a little different....
 

a while ago when my wife and I were crazier, I was d.j.ing at a club while my wife went to another club with her sister.
My wife has a problem of drinking too much and doing wicked things .... so after I finished my night, my sister in law phoned me to see if I was coming to meet them at the club and by her voice - I knew I needed to get there soon...
when I got there I met my drunk wife and we went home .... on the way I asked her what happened ..
she said she met up with an old friend from school and they danced together most of the night. She said nothing happened between them but they went outside into the park to take a piss. She refused to talk about it and I always wandered what happened that night in the park.

I imagine my wife dropping her pants and pissing in front of him and giving him a view of her shaved pussy at the same time.... and then she might have watched him take out his cock and piss next to her..... maybe she held his cock while he pissed....

who knows and very erotic for me

One night
 

Late one night I heard laughing out the front of my house, so I looked out the window to see a drunk male stop and stand in a corner of a garden wall and have a piss, a female just standing and watching, when he was done they both walked on a few yards down the road and the female stepped into the road between two parked cars and ducked down with the male watching, a few seconds later she stood up and they walked on down the road with her still doing up her belt.
I could not see her when she was down between the cars.

Ex-GF peeing with door open
 

An ex recently moved back to town. (3 years gone)

So she invited out a bunch of old friends to go drinking. I go along and it is a fun night, we all get way too drunk for our age. Now... the bar was close to her place. I live about 25 min away. She told me I could just crash at her place. She has a single apartment.

We get back, talk some, I lay down on the couch and she tells me, "What are you doing? Sleep with me." We slip into bed up and talk... she quickly said no funny business but we can cuddle (which was true... this time). I'm ok with that. We both pass out.

Now I wake up to her getting a gatorade. It's like 5 AM and she offers me one. When we went out she was in a cream dress. Now she's just in a yellow thong. I comment on how I'm liking the show and she laughs and says it isn't anything I haven't seen before.

Now the weird thing--but hot to me--was she's put on weight since I last saw her. These panties were old ones because they didn't quite fit. But it was actually hot that way. These (comparatively) tiny yellow thong panties wedged into her pussy and ass... they didn't cover much. She was basically as close to being naked as humanly possible. Her ass was bursting out and the tiny v in front didn't cover much... great camel toe.

She starts telling me a story as we go to sleep. I make sure to "cuddle" with one hand on her ass, one on her breasts (who wouldn't!). She is ok with this. Finally she says, "wait a minute."

She goes to the bathroom--facing the bed--and sits down and takes the thong off and pees. I get a perfect view between her legs of the jet of urine coming out and her pink pussy. She comes back to bed and puts the panties back on. I decide to see what is defined as funny business and quickly learn that rubbing her crotch is ok over the thong but anything inside is too much.

Still... something VERY erotic about the whole encounter even if no sex.

On the run
 

My ex-wife was very conservative in this regards and once couldn't even pee in the bush with no-one around but my current partner is the complete opposite. As athletes we would often go on long training sessions together and whilst I had no trouble holding it in for that long she could rarely ever go the full distance without stopping somewhere. At first I was rather shocked at her blasé attitude to peeing in public areas, amongst trees or shrubs but sometimes that would be beside commercial buildings that were closed on a Sunday. When I had trained with guys it was rare for anyone to have a pee but I was also shocked to hear my partner and other women talking about it and some stories were quite amazing and it's not unknown in a race for them to just let it run out rather than lose time by stopping. My partner insists that there is nothing sexual about it but I don't really believe her and at times I have sneaked a glimpse whilst she has been doing it. I don't enjoy it a lot but it's one of those sort of fascinating things where your curiosity gets the better.

Plymouth Hoe
 

One summer I remember walking along the Hoe, and as I was passing the grassy banks below the Royal Citadel there was a man and a female siting in the long grass side by side on the bank. As I got in line with them from below, I could see the white knickers of the female at her knees, but could not see anything up under her skirt as it was dark under it, but I think she was having a pee there. There are no public toilets in this area, and all the sheltered sun benches all stink of piss around this area.

I was going out with a girl for about 3 years. I was 20 and she was 19. We were both students in university. We enjoyed a remarkably fantastic and adventurous sex life. However, that summer I decided to go travelling alone and even though we agreed we would stay together we ended up breaking up. The problem was that after a couple of pints of beer I became a horny b**tard and was always on the lookout for a f*ck. I did try to keep it tucked away in my trousers as much as possible but as usual my efforts failed and I pulled a few times on my adventures around Europe. This was not unusual and it was amazing I got away with the cheating for so long.

Anyway, we met up upon my return and had it like wild animals as it had been 6 or 7 weeks since we were intimate, but long story short she had her doubts about what went on during my trip despite my denials of any wrongdoing and we broke up.

However, we remained on reasonably good terms as nothing had been proven. I had promised her before we broke up that I would teach her how to drive. So I started to take her out in my car and bring her around industrial estates and the like. She was quite a good learner and one time after driving around an industrial estate she said she needed to piss. It was a bright evening sometime around the end of September and bright. So she stopped the car got out walked around to the passenger side, not making any real effort to hide what she was doing and pulled down her jeans and sexy black thong and started to piss right in front of me.

I instantly became rock hard. We hadn't fucked in a few weeks since we broke up and this was the first time I had seen her naked arse and sexy panties. She winked at me fixed herself and got back into the car. She looked at my crotch and could see my man was bursting to get out. She asked me if her pissing had turned me on and called me a perv. This was the first time in 3 years that she pissed in front of me like this. She was a tease and knew it! The driving lesson continued on for a while but all I could think about was her pissing like that.

She told me that she planned to repay the driving lesson with a blow job but seen as how she had already given me some excitement to wank over when I went home she demanded that I lick her pissy c*nt. I didn't need to be asked twice, so we parked the car up in a quiet spot we knew used to use and got into the back. She kept her black thongs on for a while and made me lick her piss stained panties then she pulled them to one side, pulled my head into her and made me lick her clit until she orgasmed. My cock was throbbing so bad at this stage it wouldn't have taken much to release the pressure. I pleaded with her to return the favour and said that she couldn't leave me like this but she just fixed her thongs and jeans and said that she needed that and that she enjoyed her driving lesson.

She also suggested I imagine her pissing at the side of the road and knock one off when I go home. The tease had completely used me and taken advantage of me but it was great. We had many more driving lessons over the next few weeks and she pissed for me several more times. Each lesson after that would invariably end up with a thank you blow job or a good fucking. #happymemories

On some steps
 

I was going up steps from one street to another, these steps have a number of bends in them (96 steps in all) as I got to a few steps from the top there were two females sitting on them taking and laughing, about ten minutes later I was going back down and at the point the females had been sitting there were two wet patches each with a stream running down to the next steps.
I therefore believe the two girls had just peed there, If only I was a bit earlier returning or later going.

so many pees...
 

....with quite a few women. Here's one: On a beach, sort of nude, semi dressed (women in panties) and also some people in bathing suits, or fully dressed. A bit of everything. My girlfriend at the time not in the least shy and this day was topless in her white cotton string bikini panties which hugged her very well. She was blond, about 5'6", nice firm breasts and a great ass and long legs...and a very pretty face, all in all a show stopper. She knew I liked women peeing in all sorts of situations (public, private, wetting, GS) and sometimes was happy to please me with this/these. After some while on the beach she said she had to pee and was going to the water to get in and pee. I didn't think too much about it, except I knew her panties would turn transparent, which I was looking forward to,and I suspect so were quite a few guys who had been looking at her lying in her panties, as well as at her when we walked around.

One guy i particular was clearly into her, his hard on showing through his underpants, as he starred at her. She didn't mind, somewhat of an exhibitionist herself. But after saying she had to pee, we kept talking for quite a while longer, and at some point she began to squirm from getting a bit desperate. I commented on that and suggested she could pee on the sand either through her panties or pulling them to one side, but she decided the water was to be the place.

She got up and slowly walked to the water, as I watch her hot ass and noted other guys did, too. She got to the water's edge and put her foot in it, turned around to me indicating it was a lot colder than she had thought. Although she didn't yell (I was about 25 feet back on the beach) she hugged herself in a pretend shiver.

But then she turned around and slowly began to get her feet wet. But just at that moment she squeezed her legs together and her hand went to her front from her sides. I thought this odd, but later realized she must have been on the verge of peeing in her panties and was holding herself. But I couldn't see that from where I was.

Then all of a sudden she spread her legs just at the moment a huge torrent of pee begin to pour from under her panties, through them, down into the water as well as along the in sides of her legs. She was full on wetting herself on the beach. I was transfixed and hard as I could be. I have no idea how long her peed, maybe 20 or more seconds, not moving. A couple walking along the beach behind her stopped and watched as she wet her panties. The guy with the hard on I noted quickly was seemingly as turned on as I was.

Finally she was done, walked a bit more into the water and took water in her hands and washed off her pee wet white panties with water, getting them quite wet and see through in the process. She turned around and walked back to our blanket, her pubic hair showing through the wet material of her panties.

She immediately saw my hard on pushing against my underpants, smiled, and said something like, 'You liked my little accident I guess. I just couldn't hold it even when I really tried. It just came out so I have up and just peed.'

I assured her I loved her public accident and pointed out a number of others who apparently did also, especially the one guy near us who was now lying down on his stomach trying not to be too obvious about watching my girlfriend.

She smiled and said she hoped they enjoyed her unintentional show. We lay down next to each other and she kissed me. Too bad we didn't have the beach to ourselves as I'm sure we would fucked, but we settled for a few strokes, me of her wet panties over her ass, and she a few quick touches of my hard prick.

There were other times I saw her pee, lots of them, most without others around, a few in semi public places when she was totally desperate and couldn't wait, and some when she'd wet her pants and/or panties under a dress or skirt, as she was quite pee accident prone, something that never ceased to turn me on.

Camping Pee (Always seems to be the place)
 

I had an amazing sighting last weekend.

I was camping at a state park campground. The campsites are located on a large loop with one central bath-house for the entire campground. Many campsites are a good quarter mile from the bathrooms. Off of the camping loop are a series of trails that go off into the woods -- meet up with playground, go to a waterfall, etc. Interestingly, these trails leave right from the edge of people's campsites.

I am an early riser and tend to get up at dawn. On Saturday morning, I got up at 6:30am and walked through a few of the trails. On my way back to the camping loop I got quite an eyeful.

As I neared the camping loop, I could see someone enter the trail off in the distance. They were a bit of a ways off, but I could clearly see a person wearing a pink hooded sweatshirt walking towards me, slightly around the bend. I continued walking, but they had stopped. As I got closer, I saw her: a stunning dark haired asian woman, young, probably only a freshman in college possibly here on Fall break. She was fiddling with the tie on her plaid pajama pants. But rather than notice me, she was fixated on the trailhead entrance.

She gently nestled her back against a tree next to the trail and then in one swift motion pulled down her underwear and pants. Within seconds, a waterfall was coming from between her legs. I couldn't see anything explicit since I was coming from her side, but I was instantly turned on -- it was a torrent of pee.

However, at that moment, it hit me that this was really happening. What was I supposed to do? Was I supposed to keep walking until she noticed me? Should I have said something like "Ahem"? Having spooked a woman mid-pee before I did not want to do that to this poor girl. I know exactly what would have happened. She would have instinctively pulled up her pants but been unable to stop the flow of urine. She would have returned to her campsite with wet pants. Partly out of shock and partly out of arousal, I just stood there, not moving. I watched as her stream became thinner and trailed off. I watched as she pushed out another wave of urine and then finally as she shook her butt. She quickly darted her head 45 degrees towards me (I would have been in her peripheral vision), but for some reason still did not see me (I was wearing a dark jacket and dark green pants, but still!).

At this point I started to slowly back up to the bend -- I backed up about 15 feet fully around the bend until I was hidden from view by a tree. I stood there for about 5 seconds and then walked down the trail as if nothing happened. When I came upon her, she had her pants up but was still standing there -- tying the waist on her pajama pants. As I rounded the bend, I approached loudly -- intentionally walking on a stick in the trail. She turned her head and I declared "Morning".

There was a look of shock on her face. She couldn't know how much I had seen and couldn't really ask either, but it was clear that she was caught. As she turned towards me I could tell that she was Korean. With a blush she squeaked out "Good Morning". I noticed that my boots were untied, so I leaned down to redo the laces. She scurried off towards the trailhead and right, into the adjacent campsite kinda doing a half walk half-run, cutting her losses. I thought she might continue down the trail to at least pretend that she was out for a morning walk.

I hate myself a little for what I did next, but with her out of sight, I checked out the tree where she peed. There was a depression near the base of the tree where the urine created a mud puddle it was a couple feet wide and noticably muddy. The were a couple of streaks along the lower bark of the tree as well and a couple of small plants nearby were soaked as well. I ran my hand along the leaves of the plant until my hand was a little moist. I smelled my hand and it was strong -- such volume of concentrated urine.

I will never forget the look of shock on her face when she was caught, and although not explicit I will not forget the profile view of her peeing against the tree so intently looking to see if someone was coming up the trail. Also, I will not forget the smell of her urine that she left right there on the trail for me.

I have gone camping here for years, frequently traveling the trails at dawn and have never come upon anyone peeing ever. I will definitely never be so lucky ever again in the future.

A up date
 

I was talking to a female co-worker about being caught needing a pee while out and about, and told her about the female peeing on the grass bank below the Citadel. When she told me how she had peed on the Hoe.
There are benches along the pavement just along from the Citadel and below the old marine laboratories, these benches are set into alcoves in the wall at the bottom of that part of the grass banks but when you sit on the benches your feet are still on the pavement.
She told me how she and her boyfriend had been on the Hoe all day drinking cans of larger and as they were walking along towards the Barbican she was in need of a pee. She and her boyfriend sat down on one of these benches (they seat two or three people and are concert ends with 3 x 3 planks between them with gaps between the planks). She told me how she pulled her jeans and knickers down just enough to pee and sat so that her pee went down through one of these gaps.
No one could see she was peeing but she did splash her boyfriend's legs, when she was done she just pulled her things back up and they walked on as if they had just sat down for a quick rest.

Paper Girl
 

As I walk to church on Sunday mornings early so as to practice the hymns on the organ, I see a paper girl with her trolley delivering the paper in a road that leads to a small park, I have often thought what does she do if on a cold dark morning she needs to pee.
Well this morning as I walked down this road at the park entrants was her trolley with no sign of her and there are no houses at that point in the road to deliver papers too, only the old park keepers house no some museum thing.
As I entered the park I was looking around to see if I could see her, and there she was in the over grown garden of the park keepers house between the two bay windows, with her sweat pants and knickers down weeing with her back to the house and giving me a side view of her nice bum, she was looking down but then she looked up and saw me, she pulled her things up and stood up saying sorry but she had to go, I replied that it was ok with me as it was not my garden, she then ran to her trolley and off up the road, I walked on though the park.
Good job the clocks went back an hour today or it would have been to dark to see here there. I think that I should look of to that spot every time that I pass it.

Bladder Capacity
 

My girlfriend and I have been dating for about 8 months now, and I have always thought that she had a small bladder. We are comfortable together and when we come we come back from something I will often follow her into the bathroom. There have been times that she has been desperate to pee (and even one time when she leaked a couple of spots) however, she never really peed that much (10-15 seconds max).

My notions of her real bladder capacity changed this weekend. We spent Saturday night drinking together -- first at a bar and then at my flat. We got hammered. Predictably, after heavy drinking she started taking frequent trips to the bathroom. Each time I joined her. The more drinks we had the more uninhibited I got. I distinctly remember near the end of the night spreading her legs to watch her pee, telling her "I want to watch you. It's sexy when you pee". I've kept my fetish a secret from her for 8 months, so I really hope she doesn't remember this (given the amount we both drank I think there is a good chance).

It was what happened this morning that surprised me. She stayed at my flat last night. This morning I got up before her and made pancakes. I brought them to her in bed. "I made you pancakes". She replied: "You're so sweet, but first I really have to pee". I have heard this 100 times (She always "really has to pee"). But this time was different. I joined her in the bathroom and sat on her lap facing her. She started to pee. It sounded like a solid stream. I counted in my head. It went past the normal 10-15 seconds. and then past 30. At 35 seconds her stream got noticeably weaker but still kept going. 15 seconds later, she was done.

I was completely shocked. This is a woman who I have never seen pee more than 15 seconds, who leaked into her knickers before a 12 second pee at one point. How is it possible that she actually has a normal (if not large bladder capacity)? In the 2 years we've known each other and 8 months since we have been dating, I've seen quite a bit of desperation mostly on hikes where she will dash off into the woods without a second thought, matter of factly declaring "I have to pee, don't look guys", or at the bar where she will dance around while waiting in the ladies' queue.

My first experience was a huge surprise and it's not exactly bang on topic but it's totally related. At my old job I often took male and female customers out after work. We'd always head to a bar where I knew the bartenders to give them patronage and in return our group would get cheaper drinks. This one particular time one of the female customers was getting quite flirty we me after a few cheap drinks. I excused myself to hit the head and just as I was about to take a slash, she came in, bent down and in her best broken English said, "I want some". Before I knew it she'd got down on her knees and put my Jolly Roger in her mouth and said "okay". She drank it - not just let it go in then flow out. I was cool and we ended up at a love hotel that night, but the really strange thing is she wouldn't swallow cum. She spat that out. I asked her why and she just smiled in a coy way. I left it at that because in terms of my experience with Japanese ladies it's best not to delve too deep. They don't like to talk about their fetishes, they just like to do them and enjoy the moment. The visage needs to be maintained to enjoy the fetish.

But that's not my most bizarre golden experience. That's for another post.

Great view
 

I happened a while ago. Me, my that time GF and her friend were spending day on beach. We had a lot of cocktails and both girls were drunk enough to take topless sunbath. As I needed to pee, I told them that I go into woods. The friend of my GF (she was beautiful, skinny blond girl in her early 20ies) told that she needs to, so she will come with me. We went off beach where no one could see us. As I was quite drunk, I took couple steps to side, but made sure that she can see me. As I took my dick out I looked at her. To my surprise she was just two steps away and had turned to me, took down her pants and kneed. She had beautiful hairy pussy and she let strong stream of pee. So we were looking on each other while peeing. It was great, since then I love to watch girls pee. We went back as if nothing has happened…

Weed clearing
 

The church that I went too had to have a new boiler fitted, the boiler house was accessed by a side gate at one end of the building and a path between the church and a tall boundary wall to a small square yard with the boiler house in it, this path was about two feet wide for most of its length and over grown with weeds and ivy, so me and my girlfriend were asked if we could clear it, so one Saturday this we did.
We started early in the morning and after about three hours I went to the corner across from the boiler house and peed on the wall. After we had had our lunch snack and drink, my girlfriend also peed in that corner. (nothing special about that)
As the day went on we built a bonfire in that corner and lit it, we finished the clearing by late afternoon but had to stay to burn all the rubbish, as the time went to early evening we drank a six pack of lager.
Around eight o'clock the fire was dying down and was mostly glowing ash, I said I think we can leave it now but before we do I need a pee, so I walked over to the ashes and peed on them.
My girlfriend said she to needed a pee and would like to try and pee on the last of the ashes but did not want to burn her bum. So I got her to stand facing the ashes, drop her jeans and knickers to her knees, stand with her feet as wide as she could, I knelt behind her and pulled the crotch of her things back through her legs out of the firing line and told her to lean back with her hips up and hold her pussy open and let rip.
This she did, from my view though her legs from behind I could see her jet of pee leave her pussy and hit the ashes, as her stream slowed the last drops dipped down and just mist her knickers and jeans, she asked if I had anything to wipe with, with that I put my hand though her legs and wiped her pussy with the back of it. She then pulled up her knicker and jeans and we went home.
I think I had a great view of her bum and pussy but I would of liked to have watched from the front as well.

At the football tailgate
 

I’ve never posted in this part of the forum, but saw this thread and it reminded me of getting to see a lot of women peeing/watching me pee. About 10-12 years ago I had a group of friends that would tailgate before football games. Some were early (1PM), others late (after 8PM). The reason I mention this is the time of day didn’t matter, although the late games usually meant a little more fun.

My group would usually have around 40ish tailgating, and the location we did this at had no facilities for the public at the time. While there were certainly more guys than gals, I would say we had at least 15 hanging out with us on any given Sunday. As you can imagine lots of beer and other drinks were flowing, and it wasn’t uncommon for us to start early (7:30-8 for a 1 PM game). No one can go that long without the need to pee, and fortunately we had a business close by that had a slightly secluded wall that was used by all. Thinking back on it now, we had a couple regular ladies who had an exhibitionist streak and they were the first to join me at the wall.

I somehow became the hub in this big tailgate wheel, and I was usually on the stop for anyone who brought a new friend with them to the game. This typically meant chatting for a bit, and the request to have a drink with them. I could hold my own back then (early 30s), but I’m positive I couldn’t keep pace today.

Usually folks would just slip off when they had to go, but for some reason this day I made an announcement that I had to go piss (it sounded appropriate at the time). One of the regulars, a mid -20s blonde who I will call Melissa, chimed right in that she had to go too. My sober self would have probably taken that as a request to wait until she got back, but my drunk self responded “great, lets go”. Without missing a beat, Melissa grabbed her girlfriend (Cate) by the arm and said “don’t you have to pee too?”. None of the rest of the group batted an eye or slowed down their conversations one bit, so off to the side of the building we went.

The girls were both cute, and from what I knew of them not saints. I’m mildly buzzed, and without much thought led the way. Since I was in front, I figured both girls would stop closer to the entrance, and one would guard for the other. I procced to walk down the wall about 10 feet, square up, and pull my dick out. I was far from drunk, but my spidey senses must have been a little dulled for sure, otherwise I would have been more aware that both were about 2 ft away looking at me.

For about 5 seconds I felt really embarrassed, and a little like a creeper. It had never dawned on me to wait on them, and I was probably more concerned about the shit I would get when we went back to the tailgate. What happened next was as casual as could be. First Melissa gave me a good looking over, and then started undoing her belt. She then pulled her jeans down, and then peeled a very tight pair of panties to her knees. She squatted down with her back to the wall, and as if we were still standing with the rest of the tailgate crew started chatting me up. Cate was a little more reserved, but she followed Melissa’s lead and did the same. I couldn’t really see anything of Melissa and Cate, but I was back from the wall at least a foot and half (if not more). I wouldn’t have said this before, but it was pretty erotic to have two girls alternating between looking me in the eyes and staring at my cock.

It took me a few seconds to start peeing, as the whole thing really threw me off. I got done well before them (who knows, they might have had stage fright too), and gave it a good shake before zipping up. The gentlemanly thing to do would have been to stay where I was, but I really wanted to see them now. I walked back towards them, and stood between about two feet away. They were definitely peeing at this time, and I to see two shaved and spread pussies right in front of me was more than I could take. I didn’t do them the courtesy of looking them in the eyes at all, and stared the whole time. I had never tried to hit on either of them, but there was always some flirting going on but I think that had just changed.

All of the peeing took place in a matter of 30-45 seconds (from undoing zippers to being done peeing), but what happened next made it even better. As soon as Cate was done, she made the comment that there was nothing to wipe with (we fixed that in the future). Melissa responded to just drip dry for a few second, and stayed in the spread/open position. Cate wasn’t as keen about the idea (could have been me starting at her?), but did as Melissa suggested. I’m not sure how long they would have stayed squatting and spread open for me, but as soon as we heard voices coming they quickly stood up and faster than you can say “no pussy for you” they had everything back in place.

I honestly was at a loss of words at this point, and I think I was only able to mutter something along the lines of “ready”. We made our way back to the tailgate, and it was like nothing ever happened. I didn’t mention anything to my buddies, as I was afraid that in their drunkenness they would somehow make this bad for me. I can’t say that Melissa and Cate stayed quiet. If you’ve ever been to a tailgate it ends up being a little like a jr. high dance, and the guys and girls kind of huddle in separate groups talking about their own things. I was incredibly turned on still, but a little nervous like I had done something wrong. I kept glancing around to see what Melissa and Cate were up to, and I noticed that the girls club was always looking at me when I glanced their way. This certainly tipped the scales towards nervousness, and I was becoming less turned on each time I caught them looking my way.

So what is the cure for being nervous? Pound some more beer of course! Probably 45 minutes later and I had to piss so bad that I couldn’t take it anymore. This time thankfully I didn’t announce it to the whole group, and just started walking that direction. I’m probably halfway there, and I hear a “hey” from behind me that about made me jump in the air. I turn around, and it is Melissa again. She casually says that we must be on the same pee schedule, and I notice that there are two others with her (wife of the guys, and her friend). I went from being very nervous to getting aroused instantly.

I just realized that I typed a book, so if anyone is interested I can fill in more details about this. This went on for multiple football seasons, and got more bold over time.

great story, indym -- would love to hear more!

Definitely want to hear more!!!

I'll keep going with as much as I can remember. The beginning of all of this was the most exciting and memorable for sure.

This next trip to pee was all about business… the business of looking at each other. I walked most of the way down the wall and took my position, unzipping and pulling it out. This time Melissa walked to the left side of me, and the Cindy (they wife of one of the tailgaters) was on my right. Cindy is a bit older than me, and was in her early 40s at the time I think). Her friend seemed to be there more because of Cindy, and I really didn’t know her well (showed up for games from time to time). Melissa and Cindy offered to stand look out for me, and basically stood on each side facing me. They made no attempt to do anything other than look at me holding my cock in my hand, and again it was a little hard to start peeing in dead silence with both of them staring. I had to strain to start, even though I really had to go. I eventually let loose, and Cindy laughed. I’m not talking about a little chuckle, but a laugh like I just told the funniest joke ever. I’m not a shy guy and I do not lack self-confidence, but this last hour or so was freaking me out a little.

All I could think of was how this could get turned into me being the one instigating it, and the fun tailgates being over. Luckily I didn’t have to say anything, Cindy’s friend basically looked over her should and asked what was so funny. I’m basically done at this point, and Cindy’s answer made me laugh too. She told her friend (wish I remembered he name) that my cock jerked when I really started peeing. I thought it was funny because she must have been locked in on it to notice that. So at this point I have 3 pretty attractive ladies starting at me holding my dick in my hand, and to be honest I didn’t want to put it away. I said out loud that I needed to “air dry it” and this is when Melissa chimed in. She said that she had me covered, and pulled out a napkin that she brought with her this time. So I’ve never wiped the tip of my penis after peeing in my life (maybe I’m a disgusting pig?), and was about to say that I thought I was good/start zipping up. Instead Melissa reaches in and daps my tip with the napkin a good 5-6 times, which starts me getting a little hard. Cindy laughed again, which I latter picked up on was what she did when surprised. This time I’m the one that said “what”, and her response was that Melissa was wiping its mouth. At this point it had felt like I had stood with my dick out for an hour, but probably was just a couple of minutes. Someone else had come to pee and left, and I have no idea what kind of looks we got.

It was the girls turn now, and Melissa and Cindy when right to it. This left guard duty to me and Cindy’s friend, and I could tell she wasn’t shy but still trying to process all of this. Melissa and Cindy wiggled their jeans down, however Cindy had no tight panties to worry about. I’m sort of a panty guy, so I was a tad disappointed but got over it fast. Before Melissa assumed the squatting position, she handed me a couple of napkins which actually disappointed me. No air drying this time. I have to admit that I was not very good on guard duty, and instead of blocking from the end I moved to right in front of them. Cindy put on a little show for me, and leaned back towards the wall a little bit. She fidgeted some, and also moved her feet out a lot wider than she started. This gave me an excellent view of her slightly hairy wide open pussy, but I wasn’t sure if the goal was to keep pee getting on her boots or to let me see everything. When she laughed, I knew it was to give me a view. Cindy got done first, and I handed her a napkin. She quickly wiped and up came the jeans. Melissa was just getting done, and I honestly hadn’t paid much attention to her this time. She was also leaning back with one hand on the wall, and the other reaching around pulling her jeans and panties up to be out of the way (and to give me an awesome view). When I went to hand her a napkin, she just sort of looked up at me with a “what are you going to do next” kind of look. Nothing was said so I bent down and proceeded to dab at her the same what she had taken care of me, and the bad part of this is I had no view of what I was doing. Cindy was watching at this point, while her friend was just starting to undo her belt. Melissa in a very direct voice said “you can’t just dap, you have to wipe”, and who am I to argue? I proceeded to take wipe from her clit down, pressing moderately with my finger between her slit as I went. I asked her if she was all good, and she responded that it was a little rough. I immediately think that I just fucked up, but the next thing she said was that we needed to bring toilet paper or tissues next time.

As Melissa is standing/pulling everything up, Cindy’s friend has assumed the position but is taking a more modest approach. She doesn’t look nervous, but certainly isn’t spreading wide for me. Nothing very exciting with her, so we are all sort of standing around blocking the view for anyone coming down the row. I’m probably about half hard still, and I reach down to adjust things a little. Nothing over the top, but I’m sure others reading this know the drill. Sometimes you have to just move things around. Cindy noticed, and asked if I had to pee again. When I answered “ummm no”, she just did that laugh again. If I thought I could have got away with it at this time, I would have pulled it out right there and asked for some help.

It was getting close to game time, so no more pee fun with the gals this game. The next home game was a few weeks away and a night game, which meant longer tailgating and reduced inhibitions. Things kicked up a notch or maybe 10 at that tailgate, and led to some other fun that lasted on and off for a couple of years with several different tailgate friends.

I have no idea if any of the other guys got in on this home game ritual, but I kept my mouth shut expect for telling my best friend who is pretty shy and would have no part of participating. I’m certain that if I told any of the others, we would have 20 guys with their dicks out for 1-2 ladies… and that probably wouldn’t have worked out very well. On the other hand, it seemed like every girl who went back to the wall told the others gals as soon as they got back. After the original nervousness of the first visit passed, I was perfectly fine with that!

Half Marathon Pee
 

Last weekend I ran a half marathon. After the race I felt the need to go to the bathroom. There was a long queue at the race porta-potties, but I knew about a single porta potty about a block away in the park. As expected, there wasn't really a line. One person exited the toilet maybe 50 yards before I got there, but other than that no one was around.

Just as I got to the door of the porta potty, a young woman came running by. In one quickly uttered sentence she said: 'Can I go ahead of you. I'm going to explode." I gestured for her to go ahead. I saw her enter in a flash -- she had red running shorts and a yellow racing t-shirt. Her hair was tied back in a pony-tail but was a beautiful light brown color. The woman must have been no more than about 22 or 23 -- probably late in college or a recent graduate.

After I gestured for her to cut ahead of me she dashed into the porta potty. The door slammed and without any delay at all I heard the hiss of urine gushing into the toilet. When I say no delay I really mean no delay. I am not sure how she got her shorts down in a fraction of a second and cleared her underwear before discharging the fluids. She was in such a rush that she didn't even lock the door. It was there sitting with a green circle.

Standing there on my own, I listened intently and counted the length of her piss in my head. She went strong for 23 seconds. There were maybe 2 short bursts and then I heard her play with the toilet paper. To not look like a creeper, I took about 3 or 4 steps back and waited for her to come out. She came out, smiled at me and said "Thank you so much". "No problem", I replied.

When I went into the bathroom, I couldn't go right away, but I looked into the cistern. It had recently been cleaned so there was no visible solid matter, but the liquid was bubbly, probably from her peeing so strongly into the water.

Never in my life have I ever seen a woman that desperate to pee without losing control. She must have been holding it for the 2+ hours of the race and somehow just managed to hang on. If I had not let her cut me in line I swear that she would have pissed herself right there. I have thought about this woman every night and cannot get her out of my head -- her body language, desperation, and strong stream.

Amsterdam
 

A few years ago on a trip to Amsterdam with a coach, we were being lead around the red light area as a group, when my girlfriend said ' a man just stopped his car, jumped out and pissed into the canal, shook the drips of and got back into his car and drove off, two other females in the group also saw him.
Later in the week we were all on a glass topped boat on the canals when on my girlfriends side of the boat at the landing place, a man just stood and peed from the landing place onto the glass roof of the boat, the gents loo on the landing place was only a hand basin. Later when we returned to the landing place one of the females in our group needed the loo and so went to the ladies only to find it too was only a hand basin (just use the canal as the toilet) but it was screened from the canal not like the gents. I do not know if she used it.

Pit Toilets
 

When I was 12 my parents took me to a nature event at a local camp. I don't remember anything about the event, but I do remember the bathrooms. The door to the men's room and women's room where right next to each other. I remember coming up to the bathrooms. There were 3 girls in line about the same age as me. I remembered thinking how cute they looked, though at this point I cannot remember anything about their appearance.

There was no line for the men's room and I entered, just as the girl next to me went in. As I walked in, the first thing I noticed was the wall separating the two sides -- it was not complete. There was a gap of maybe 6 inches at the bottom and it only went up to about 9 or 10 feet. Above that was open air to the roof maybe 5 feet below the ceiling. I walked over to the toilet, not really thinking about being a creeper, but before I started peeing I heard an amazingly clear "hissssssssssss" of the girl next to me peeing. The acoustics were amazing. I am not sure what causes some women to have such a loud hiss, but boy hers was incredible. The teenage hormones were raging and I got an instant hard on. I needed to pee badly but I couldn't go. I sat there listening silently. The hiss trailed off as she finished. I heard her tear the toilet paper, and I swear the sound was so clear that I could hear her wipe -- the sound of the paper rubbing against her pussy.

The door opened and closed, and I heard the next girl come in. I realized how awkward it was for me to just be standing there. The 12 year old me thought it would be a great idea to try and pretend I was defecating. I had some gas I was holding in and let out a fart that echoed throughout the bathroom - I even grunted slightly. For probably 40 seconds I heard nothing.Then I heard a stream hitting the wall of the toilet side. The bathrooms were water free pit toilets.It really wasn't that loud and I no longer was turned on so I could go myself. I peed quietly down into the middle of the pit. As I was finishing up the door opened to the other side. As she left I heard her say to her friends " Eww it's gross he's shitting in there".

I was embarrassed going out with the 2 girls kinda looking at me, but I still remember that day hearing the lovely hiss of the stranger next to me.

Back in the Day; Hippie-Chick friend during-after college
 

I met this hippie-chick named Collette "Coco" in college This aptly- named, wonderfully Rubensque young woman sporting a voluptuous de' colletage, was very forthcoming, vivacious ;alluring in a crazy way, made me hard..lol..
Anyway, The very first time she invited me over to her one room bungalow she shared with her scary boyfriend and two dogs, she barged in on me accidentally as I was using the restroom taking a leak. Actually, there was a curtain instead of a bathroom door, so being discreet was not an option , especially for someone like me who used to piss like a racehorse on a flat rock. I heard her laughing as she opened the curtain and pointed at my cock joking how small I was, which embarrassed me.
After awhile and a joint or two, she showed me pictures of her friends and family she took. Being an amateur photographer, she showed me some artistically off-the-wall stuff. The photos germane to the topic of this thread, were taken at low angle of shadows, silhouettes of her boyfriend and his buddy pissing on a beach. Sheesh..what kind of chick is this, I wondered.
Anyway, a few weeks later, I guess, we were hiking with the dogs up in the hills and she said wait, and kept talking, and as I turned to see why she said wait, she was squatting facing me with her shorts pulled down pissing out of her thatchy Black Forest of pubic hair surrounding her pussy. Now, we were both laughing as she called me a pervert and stood up wiping herself letting me watch anyway. This was the first of many incidents