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Onedude

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  1. OK, I get it. I don’t have any real hesitation about anyone knowing I like this kind f thing, but yes, I can see where it might be a problem.
  2. well, no, but I don’t think I’d mind it. You might find other interested people this way. I know they’re out there, but it’s hard to find anyone, particularly women, who will admit it. I’ve only had one girlfriend who was into it, and I just discovered that after I met her.
  3. I go to Washington DC a lot for work and you wouldn’t think that would be too difficult a place to pee, but I’ve seen desperate tourists out in the evenings after work. I think a lot of options around the tourist sites close by early evening, so it gets tougher. This is when I’ve seen most of them. One that stands out was a family near one of the monuments on the Mall. I don’t recall which, and I’m sure I’ve seen at least one after-hours bathroom out there, but they must not have been near it. There was a younger brother, and his sister was an older teen. And pretty hot, too. She was pacing around looking kind of miserable when I heard the Mom ask a park ranger dude if there were any bathrooms around. He said ‘no, go try at a hotel’ or something dismissive. They obviously didn’t even know which direction to go in and looked all confused. They went back to try to explain to the daughter, who was apparently the one who needed the toilet, and then her brother said something like ‘ha ha, you can’t go pee!’ The girl looked like she was about to cry, and I thought for a moment about helping them with directions. But I didn’t. Instead, I watched them trudge off toward wherever they ended up , and I wondered how much longer it took the to find a toilet. I’d have loved to follow them and watch how it played out.
  4. That wasn’t Splash Mountain at one of the Disney Parks was it? Speaking of Disney, I read something where a guy was caught peeing on the wall or something while in line for Avatar at Disney World. Some lady next to him complained that she got some of the splash back from whatever he was peeing on.
  5. Wow, I’m lucky there aren’t more women doing manual labor. If there were, I’d be spending most of my disposable income on home improvement projects just so I could watch them squirm in desperation.
  6. That’s hot. Do you intentionally not go at work before you leave? I think maybe there have been times when I wanted to leave in a hurry and I just left while having to pee, but I only live like 10 minutes from the office. But yeah, I do the same thing with getting mostly undressed before going, and I guess now that I think about it, the urge does get more urgent the closer you get to relief.
  7. Speaking of busses, I lived in England for a short time and I remember one morning I was dropping off my car for service at a little shop in a tiny village next to the military base where I worked. I was chatting with the proprietor when a bus pulled up to the curb outside-I didn’t even know buses came through this place it was so small -and a professionally dressed lady of about 40 came hurrying off the bus and into the shop. Once in the door, she frantically blurted out, “have you got a loo?!” I’m not sure what would have happened if he said no, but he pointed the way. It looked like the alternative would have been a huge accident because she didn’t have time for a plan B. Anyway, she finished up whatever she had to do pretty quickly and then had to walk back to the bus with the whole audience watching. That had to be embarrassing.
  8. Yeah, you’d think it would be weird that women would let you just watch, but it gets easier when they get a little alcohol in them. I remember we had all kinds of hangers-on at our fraternity house in college-mostly sorority members we we friendly with- and there was some kind of partying usually from at least Thursday through Sunday. Often more. Most of these girls were totally comfortable with letting me watch if I asked. I have no idea why, but when I realized it was a thing, I just ran with it. I can remember one time when three of them came and grabbed me and said ‘come on, we’re going pee’ and pulled me into the bathroom with them. Many of them would stay over on random nights and just sleep with whomever was available. Now I’m 52, and nothing like that happens to me any more.
  9. I think it would be so hot to piss in front of random female strangers if we all shared restrooms. I’ve sort of experienced this in Europe, but it’s not at all a thing in most of the US. I think it should be. Do any women agree?
  10. I would LOVE it if women routinely used the mens room. The one thing I like after watching women piss is women watching me piss. I’ve always liked that, but it didn’t really happen with female strangers until I lived in Europe. I’ve seen female cleaners just randomly walk into mens rooms in Europe and it was so hot! That never happens in the US. So cool. I’d love to have unisex restrooms where I could piss in front of any women who walk in. And maybe some women would even want to come use the urinal next to me!
  11. Here’s a link to a NYPost article about women invading the mens room! https://nypost.com/2022/05/14/women-in-nyc-central-park-mens-room-creates-nextdoor-buzz/
  12. Boy, I have a lot of these stories, mostly from college (‘university’ for our non-US friends). But here’s one from high school. There were lots of rich kids at my high school, so lots of rich parents out doing whatever those people do on weekends and leaving the kids to themselves. Hence, there were a lot of parties, and a lot of drinking. At one of these parties one night, my friend and I walked onto the front porch to smoke. He heard it first- a rustling in the bushes off to the left of the front porch. We quietly looked over and there, behind the tall row of bushes there was about a 2-foot gap before the house’s exterior wall. The ground was maybe a 2 or 3 foot drop from the front porch where we were standing. In the gap below were 2 of our very hot classmates facing away from us. They obviously thought they were hidden but didn’t think about someone coming out onto the porch. They both had their pants and panties down around their thighs, their asses pointed straight at us and illuminated by the porch light, and thick streams of piss pouring out of their pussies. I’d known one of these girls for years, and was just sort of acquainted with the other one, who was even hotter, but they were both hotter than any girl I was likely to see naked under any circumstances. The fact they were both pissing a flood was just incredible.
  13. That’s amazing!! Retail is good for that sort of thing I had a girlfriend who worked full time in retail; she was desperate a lot. Reminds me of another time that, while not arousing for me, was still interesting. I was at a Target right before Christmas getting stocking stuffer stuff for my wife and, while I almost never use the bathroom at these kinds of places, I really had to on this particular day. So I’m in the mens room pissing, it was probably a little before noon, and the door burst open. I sort of looked over my shoulder, and a Target employee was dashing for the other urinal, undoing his pants as he went. By the time he got there, he must have had his dick out because he immediately pissed a hard stream into the water and sighed with relief. I figured he probably got there early before the store opened earlier than normal for the holiday season, and probably hadn’t had any break since. My girlfriend who did retail used to tell me these kinds of stories all the time that involved her barely making it after working for hours without any chance to go.
  14. I don’t have any good theories, but you tasted it??!!?? That’s hard core! I don’t know how old you are, but when I read that, I wondered if you’d ever been able to visit NYC before Giuliani cleaned it up? The whole area around Times Square was a complete toilet, to the point that it all reeked of piss. I feel like you’d have totally been in your element there!
  15. Well, I have one for that as well. A story, sorry no video. In college (university for our non-US friends), I was in a fraternity. That involved a lot of partying and drinking. Once a year, we went to a big party that another chapter hosted at their school in New Orleans, and people would get completely trashed. We usually brought along an entourage of our sorority ‘groupies’, and one time I went back with 2 of them to their room. I got in bed with the drunker one and we found the energy to fuck even though we were drunk and I was high as well. Then the girl passed out naked. Next morning, I woke up first feeling a huge cold wet spot. It was centered under her, and I realized she had massively pissed the hotel bed. It was December, and the puddle was cold! Anyway, I played it off like I hadn’t noticed, but there’s no way she didn’t notice. Whichever one of them held the room on a credit card must have got an extra cleaning charge. But this was the the only time I’ve experienced a girl actually bed-wetting.
  16. It was hot, and this girl was hot too. I’m certain she enjoyed holding pee until she was bursting, because she did it all the time. Like sometimes to the point that you could see her bladder bulging out, and then she would go about her normal business in that condition. I once heard her piss nearly 3 minutes straight into a toilet when she was so desperate to go she didn’t bother closing the door. I don’t know that she ever figured out how much I loved all this! The only problem was she was nuts, and that’s hard to work with when you’re only in your early 20s.
  17. I had a girlfriend once who had an unusually large bladder, and she had a habit of waiting until the last minute to pee. One weekend night, we’d been out with a group of friends drinking when, late at night, we decided to go to the beach and go skinny-dipping, which we did occasionally. Anyway, I guess she had to go when we were at the last bar, but thought she could wait. It was about a 20 minute drive to the beach and, as we got closer, she started complaining about how bad she had to pee. I should mention she was also drunk enough that she was slurring words. She was wearing a long, flow-y sort of white skirt and , as we got closer, she was fidgeting around and actually pulled it up around her waist like she was getting set to pee as soon as we got to the parking lot. I guess she assumed there would tone anyone around, which was a safe bet since it was well after midnight. We got there and our other friends had already parked and walked down to the beach. As soon as I stopped, she stumbled out of the door, squatted, yanked down her panties, and pissed violently. It sounded like someone spraying a hose on the asphalt. As I mentioned before, she had a pretty big bladder anyway, and she was full of beer, so it was a huge flood. The only problem was she wasn’t paying attention to where the skirt was, and it had fallen back under her. So, after her initial spray onto the parking lot surface, she was basically going in her skirt. She didn’t realize until she stood up and it was dripping wet. I remember there was so much she grabbed a handful and bunched it up and squeezed out several big splashes of pee that hadn’t already run off onto the ground. When it was over, the whole puddle was almost as wide as my car.
  18. When I was in high school in Florida in the mid-80s, it seemed like almost every girl I knew held her pee as long as possible. I never completely understood this because our school was only a year old when I stated there. The bathrooms were fine, and there were a lot of them. Anyway, I remember pretty much any last class of the day and girls would be talking about how bad they had to go, but most kept holding. That was the great thing about riding the bus- nearly every girl on the bus in the afternoon was desperate to get home and relieve herself. At my bus stop, I was the only boy and there were usually about 5 girls who were the regulars. When we got off in the afternoon, we’d usually hang for a little while and smoke cigarettes and talk before walking home. One random day, one of the regulars named Kelli was holding a cigarette and I was about to light it for her when she got this shocked look on her face, dropped the cigarette from one hand and her purse from the other, and shoved both hands into her crotch. I was confused for a second, and the she blurted out “ooohh shit I gotta piss! I’m gonna piss! Oohhh I can’t hold it”, and stuff like that while she squirmed and fidgeted. She kept up the narrative while she danced and squirmed all around, and then it happened. She did kind of a half squat and pulled her miniskirt just enough out of the way to avoid getting soaked, and pissed into her panties. I was speechless, as were the other girls-we all just stared as Kelli peed hard into her panties and all over the lawn of the house that happened to be at our bus stop. It was so unexpected that it was really awkward, but she kind of blew it off and didn’t seem too upset. Her skirt was black, so she kind of just stood back up and let it fall back over her wet panties, and then her and I and another girl who walked in our same direction started heading home. I don’t remember much of the conversation after that because I was still stunned by what just happened, but then I don’t remember anyone saying any more about it after that. Anyway, it was hot! That’s pretty much the only wetting I’ve seen by someone who was more or less grown up and wasn’t so drunk they couldn’t control themselves.
  19. I don’t know if she was bursting, but this reminded me of something that happened in a virtual work training class yesterday. The lunch break was supposed to be noon, but one of the instructors said ‘let’s just press on a little further- maybe 15 or 20 minutes’. One lady, who I don’t know other than from seeing her in the class, apparently was not muted when she reacted with ‘Ugh, I gotta PEE!’ Her name was Samantha, and she was pretty hot for what I would guess to be late 30s/ early 40s. She was fit looking and had kind of a Mediterranean sort of appearance- very nice. I admit I kept daydreaming about how bad she might actually have needed to go.
  20. I saw a very interesting one in France in a little mall kind of thing in Paris. It was like a storefront, and they had a cashier who charged you €1 at the time. Directly across from the female cashier was a row of 3 urinals and, to the left of that, a fully enclosed toilet cubicle. I guess you could pick whichever you wanted. The cashier wasn’t bad looking, so of course I picked urinal. If that weren’t awesome enough, as I was pissing, a young couple, including a very attractive French mademoiselle, walked right behind me toward the cubicle, which they entered together. I really wanted to hang and experience some more of this strange bathroom, but my wife was waiting to get on with sightseeing.
  21. Years ago, I was in a punk rock bar taking a piss in the mens room. There were a set of small bathrooms on the first floor, and another set on the second floor. Anyway, since the mens downstairs had a toilet and urinal, usually everybody left the door open so dudes could come in and out. It was awkward because both fixtures were very close together with no partition, but you do what you have to do. Anyway, one night pissing with the door open, a figure moved through the doorway behind me and pulled the door shut. As I turned around, a gorgeous tall blonde girl announced “sorry, I gotta go real bad and there’s somebody in the womens. I can’t wait!” as she was already unbuttoning her jeans. I was speechless as she plopped on the toilet and began pissing a strong stream instantly, like she’d barely been holding it back. Then she apologized again, and I said no problem, adding something like “you sure had to go!”. She was like “yeah, we were driving around for a while after we were at a party, and I was about to pee my pants”. Meanwhile, she’s still pissing like someone turned on a faucet. I was too stunned to try to time it, but im pretty sure it went on for 2 minutes. I’d already finished, but I was acting like I was still going so I could keep watching. Finally she was done, and she stood up, wiped while I got a good look at her trim bush, pulled up her white bikini panties- they looked like nylon- and casually refastened her jeans. Then she smiled at me, said “bye” and left without washing her hands. I was left staring down at my now-hard erection. A friend of mine was once at this same urinal when a girl burst in, shut the door, and said”is it OK if I piss in the sink?” He said sure, and she lifted her skirt and hopped up. When he came back out, he was almost hysterical trying to describe what he’d just seen!
  22. I saw a well-dressed older gentleman wet himself while passed out on a bar stool. That was a weird one. The floor was concrete, and you could hear the splashing on the floor as he peed his pants.
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