This isn’t a very sexy story I’m afraid but the amount of interest I have had in my previous story and my liking for exposing myself it might appeal to you guys and girls as well.
If there is one thing I am envious about men is the ease at which they can just piss just about anywhere. You girls know if there isn’t a public toilet when you need one when out and about, things can get quite uncomfortable.
I now thinking about one time in particular some time ago on the way home from the pub with some friends. This goes back long before I discovered my desire to expose myself.
We had been out until closing time. Yes that is how long ago it was. We had all had a good drink and were merry but not proper pissed if you know what I mean. It was a pleasant evening and only a 30 minute walk home with most of us in the same direction for most of the way.
The stroll home was a funny affair with us all laughing and joking. Sorry to any residence woken by our raucous behaviour. Unsurprisingly not too long into the journey one of the guy needed to pee. Amongst a lot of piss taking (pun intended) he had relieved himself against a tree. I started to realise my bladder was also full but didn’t worry too much as there wasn’t much further to go.
A few minutes later another guy friend emptied into a bush. The sound of the trickling flow inticed my bladder to push further down. The laughing didn’t help either. Every time someone made a major funny I felt my nickers get a little wetter.
It got to a point where I had to lean against a lamp post with my legs crossed for a minute to try and compose myself. The urgency subsided so I tried to catch up the others. Within two or three steps another little leak soaked my gusset and a little dribble run down my leg. It was no good. There was no way I was going to make it home.
The others other than the second guy to piss were now about 50 yards up ahead and had not realised the two of us were left behind. He tried to encourage me to catch them up so I explained my predicament.
His idea to just piss myself wasn’t something I fancied so he suggested behind the hedge of a garden.
The lights were off and the garden was quite dark. I thought it through. If I had a skirt or dress on it would be easy. Just hold it up and squat. I was wearing a skin tight pair of jeans. There was no way pulling them down to my knees would be sufficient. The tightness would clamp my thighs together and my flow would be squirted up between my thighs making a right mess. It was bad enough on a toilet where I have to pull these right down to my ankles.
I had two options. Either take them right off so I didn’t fill the gusset when I squatted or ask my friend to hold me in a sitting position as there was nothing in the garden to lean against. Taking them right off what of been a pain. It was dark enough for him to see anything so I sheepishly asked for help. He refused at first but reluctantly agreed and promised not to look or tell anyone.
He come around to my side of the hedge and gallantly turned away as I dropped my trousers and nickers to my ankles. I squatted down with my back to him and said I was ready. He turned and bent over and asked what to do.
I told him to support me under the arms, which he did. I then pushed back from my squat into the sitting position. As he was taking my weight he could move his feet back resulting him bending over my head looking straight down into my crutch and both hands had slipped forward and was now grabbing my tits with his arms under my armpits.
The need to pee overwhelmed the embarrassment of the situation and the flow gushed out. The volume and speed of flow was more embarrassing than the compromising position. I looked down. In the darkness my pussy was hidden but the stream of piss caught some light from somewhere and the noise seemed deafening. I couldn’t help but laugh causing my stream to dance about.
It seemed like for ever but my streamed slowed and I finally stopped with a final squirt. Despite spreading my legs my inner thighs were soaked but at least my trousers were safe. Now came the awkward dismount. However I didn’t want to just stand up or my pee would run right down my leg.
I heard myself ask for a tissue. Unsurprising I had a shocked reply and was told there was nothing to hand. Eventually he conceded and offered his handkerchief. We had to do a funny shuffle whereby he shuffled his left arm until his hand had a full grip on my right tit to release his right arm to get his hanky.
Now comes the embarrassing bit. I had a sudden urge to ask him to wipe me. I paused for a bit to think of a reason I needed him to perform such a deed. I failed and could think of anything so resulted in me simply wiping my pussy and legs with my friends hanky while he watched. It was quite sobering. He was a gentleman however. He helped me up and turned away while I dressed myself. He let me keep the handkerchief unsurprisingly.
As we continued our journey home we held hands. We have remained just friends since and it is never mentioned other than a little smile at each other when I excuse myself for the toilet when we are out.
I’m sorry this story didn’t have a more sexual thread but thinking back it kind of turned me on a bit and may have been in the back of my mind when I was in a shower with someone else and done a dirty deed. Doesn’t need a write up as it was exactly as you can imagine if I told you he was fingering me at the time and I did not want him to stop for a piss break. Fair play he kept going totally un-phased.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5c3s33/f_outside_pissing_not_sexual
That was a cute story. And it turned me on a bit. But then again I also think girls peeing can be quite hot some times. :)
Maybe not the usual fair here on gonewildstories. But still interesting and kinda erotic in a way.
Still a good story with some humor You have to practice or learn I have a friend that’s a girl that has practiced and learned how to pee standing up.
>The volume and speed of flow was more embarrassing than the compromising position.
Were you peeing for quite some time?