[veryaware2003]

I met my wife when she was in grad school and had a lot of friends who were in the same program. After a summer semester was over a few dozen grad students rented some cabins for a weekend.

Each cabin had four bunk beds, sink, and a table, but no shower or toilet. The last night we were there, the booze started flowing early, around 4pm, which caused other fluids to flow. The nearest community toilet was a good 200 yards/meters away from the area the bonfire and party was happening. So, modesty became less of a priority when considering a 400 yard/meter round trip to use a proper toilet.

The guys were the first to walk behind the nearest cabin to piss. The ladies quickly followed suit, but chose a different cabin. When the sun went down, they realized the secondcabin had hardlyany light behi d it. They didn'tseem to mind at first, but that quickly changed when a frog jumped as a lady was squatting down to pee. She came running out from behind the cabin, as she was still pulling her pants up.

We all ended up peeing behind the nearest cabin that was well lit and modesty was less of a concern as the booze continued to flow and inhibitions fell.

Later in the evening I walked behind the cabin to relieve myself and was in mid-stream when another lady came around the corner on the opposite side of the cabin. She stopped about six feet from me, staring at my dick as she squatted down to pee. Her gaze never left my dick, until I gave it a shake before tucking it back into my pants. She was still peeing, when she looked up at me, smiled, and asked if all guys shake their dicks. I told her I assume most do, but hadn't really thought about it. She finished, had a small bit of paper towel in her hand which she used to wipe, the stood up as she pulled up her shorts. We walked back to the campfire together, nonchalantly continuing our conversation.

My wife asked me if the other girl was already back there when I walked back to pee. I told her what had happened and how she surprised me by coming from the other direction, and she laughed. She said a few of the women were trying to wait until there wasn't any guys back there, before going to pee and telling the other guys to wait until they were done. They were watching for me to return so they could go without a man present. After a while, nobody seemed to care and everyone was just going behind trees or bushes, wherever they felt comfortable and could see what was around them.

My wife also got a few good looks at a few of the other men that night. I probably pissed three or four more times in front of two other women. I was drunk enough to give my dick a few more shakes than were probably necessary!