A Cascade Waiting To Happen

Just imagine.. rubbing circles on it, squishing it, giving them a tight hug…

Maybe their all tied up, so they can’t try to swat away your hands as you massage their bladder.

at my old house years ago, there was a little shed tucked in the corner of our fenced back yard. if i stood behind it by the bushes, i would have just enough privacy to squat down and piss all over the grass as long as no one was in my neighbor's yard.

when i was home alone, i used to wander around outside chugging water and pretending i was locked out of the house. by the time i got truly desperate, i would be doing a little pee dance by the shed and grabbing myself subtly, weighing the risks of using the bathroom out there. realistically, i knew the likelihood of being caught was very low, but it still felt incredibly naughty and always made my cunt ache with shame and arousal.

whenever i finally couldn't take it anymore, i would shimmy around the back of the shed and pull my pants and panties down. sometimes, if i was feeling especially bold, i would spread my pussy open and watch the pee arch and splatter against the base of the fence. other times, i would grab an old discarded dog bowl we had laying around and use it as my makeshift toilet. but most of the time i just squatted there, panting and whimpering as the pee formed a puddle in the dirt beneath me. and of course, i would then have to pull my clothes back up and feel the dampness press against my already worked-up cuntz which made the walk back to my front door feel especially humiliating.

Once, after some drinks with friends, I was on a busy public street waiting for a bus, but I needed to pee so badly. Just a bit down the road there was this restaurant that was closed for the night, but it had an outdoor patio that was surrounded by planters (so as to not have sidewalk traffic walking through their tables). I hurried over there, squatted down enough to be partly obscured by the plants but not fully, pulled down my pants just enough, and just emptied myself onto the sidewalk.

It was the most satisfying piss. I definitely created quite the puddle on that patio pavement, but it was nothing a little rain or water thrown on it couldn't fix, and it felt really good to just fully relieve myself 😩. The normal street traffic covered the sounds of the hiss and spatter as I drained my bladder. Mixed with that dreamy, floaty feeling after having a few drinks, that release was quite nice 😌

Then it was easy enough to do a quick shake off, tug my pants back up, and blend back into the pedestrians as I walked back to the bus stop much more relaxed now, and just kept on waiting for the bus. There were no obvious signs that anyone had even noticed what I had just done.

As an aside as a woman, it would've been even easier had I been wearing a skirt with no underwear, you don't even have to crouch down. Just widen your stance, adjust/hold the fabric away from your pussy, and let her rip! I would recommend knee-length skirts since it still provides decent coverage, but will help minimize any backsplash from the ground. But that's if you want to plan ahead, this was just a casual night out 😝

being trapped in a room and really needing to go. all of a sudden, it’s too much and they need to go NOW. they glance around as it starts coming out in their pants, before finding a bucket, pulling their pants down and sighing in relief as the hot liquid pours through and out them and hisses into the bucket. the splattering of their piss fills the room as they whine in relief. reality sinks in as their stream tapers off and they flush a dark red as they realise they just pissed in a bucket like an animal.