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This is my first post, but I have appreciated so many of the contributions on here over recent years, so thank you!

I have appreciated knowing that I am not alone. Now in my 40's I have often reflected upon how I got into wetting and why I enjoy it so much. What follows is an account of why I think I first started, ...out of a longing to recreate sensations that I recall so clearly from early childhood:

 

WHY? - SOME BACKGROUND

This has its roots in the early childhood memories of wetting the
bed at around the age of three and four. I recall a dark bedroom
which was a bit intimidating, as most dark bedrooms are at that age I suppose.
Thus once I was cosy and warm in bed, I was safe and secure. The thought of
getting up in the dark and going past the wardrobe and cupboard was not
something I would ever have looked forward to.

I can recall at least two occasions when I woke up in the darkness
of night; no night lights on, totally dark.

Two occasions when I sensed that I might need to go to toilet for
a wee. Two occasions when I would rather not get out of bed. But I
also remember being a bit worried that if I didn't get up and go to the
toilet I might wet myself in bed!

This is what I can still remember so very well... On those occasions
I did not get out of bed to take myself to toilet, even though it felt
like I needed a wee. Instead, after being awake and anxious for a while
about needing the toilet I eventually just drifted back off to sleep again.

Sometime later, in the midst of that sleep I sensed a rather satisfying
sensation. I was sleeping on my back, warm inside my bed on the lower bunk.
Down inside my pyjama bottoms, I could sense, as I slept, a gentle rhythmic
sensation below my tummy, a gentle pulsing.

Although asleep I would feel it happening, and enjoy the sensation.
Then in the midst of sleep I would feel a sudden anxiety.
I knew at once I was wetting my bed!
I just had to lay there and feel it happening. Once it had stopped I would tell myself in my
sleep, 'I've just wet the bed!' Then I would be asleep again as if nothing
had happened.  I never, ever felt wet or uncomfortable, I was asleep.

Some hours later, usually in the morning, hours later I would wake up
and feel wet, and remember what had happened during the night!
A rubber sheet beenath me would mean that the mattress would be OK,
but that I would be very wet and cold!  The sense of concern came from the
anxiety of being told off when I had the indignity of announcing  'I'm really sorry,
but I've wet the bed'.

But when it was actually happening it never felt bad or wrong at the time. In the midst
of my sleep that pulsing sensation felt really normal, and even enjoyable.

...Years later I longed to re-create that feeling... I have never quite achieved a sleep wetting, but have had lots of fun trying; always with pants, and most often with layers of protection beneath the mattress that can be washed!

Does anyone else recall similar early experiences?

 

 

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I grew up a bedwetter. Whats more I liked being a bedwetter. I don't know why but I just did. It wasn't that I didn't know it was wrong because even from a young age I knew you were not supposed to wet your bed but somehow I just didn't care. Being wet never bothered me and every night I peed my bed and slept in it.

My folks tried everything to get me dry at night but I just never made any effort to stop wetting my bed. In the end they just gave up and left me to it accepting I was a bedwetter and probably always would be.

I was seldom dry at night before my teens and then something amazing happened. One morning I woke up soaking wet as usual and for some reason I started to hump my wet bed. I had my first and absolutely mind blowing orgasm in my wet bed. Wow that was it I never wanted to be dry at night now.

I know if I had made an effort I could have beaten my bedwetting during my teens but just didn't want to be dry at night now so every time I woke needing to pee instead of getting up I just wet my bed and slept in it until I stopped waking again.

I continued wetting the bed almost nightly until my late teens and still wet several times a week until my early 20's.

Even during my adult life I have had episodes of bedwetting lasting from an odd night to a week or two. Then in my late 40's after a long dry spell I woke one morning to find I had wet the bed. I thought nothing of it but gradually this became a regular thing.  Not that I wa sbothered. I have always considered my self a bedwetter. I thought like many other times it will just stop again but this time it didn't. By the time I reached 50 I was a nightly wetter again and had just slipped bak in to my old habits. It was like I had always wet the bed.

After a frank discussion about it with my wife I realised it didn't bother her that I wet the bed so I decided to just accept and embrace it and now I couldn't imagine life any other way. I wake every morning wet but deliriously happy.

My wife's reaction to my bedwetting "So you wet the bed So what!!"

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On 10/9/2018 at 2:31 PM, Wales and Wet said:

This is my first post, but I have appreciated so many of the contributions on here over recent years, so thank you!

I have appreciated knowing that I am not alone. Now in my 40's I have often reflected upon how I got into wetting and why I enjoy it so much. What follows is an account of why I think I first started, ...out of a longing to recreate sensations that I recall so clearly from early childhood:

 

WHY? - SOME BACKGROUND

This has its roots in the early childhood memories of wetting the
bed at around the age of three and four. I recall a dark bedroom
which was a bit intimidating, as most dark bedrooms are at that age I suppose.
Thus once I was cosy and warm in bed, I was safe and secure. The thought of
getting up in the dark and going past the wardrobe and cupboard was not
something I would ever have looked forward to.

I can recall at least two occasions when I woke up in the darkness
of night; no night lights on, totally dark.

Two occasions when I sensed that I might need to go to toilet for
a wee. Two occasions when I would rather not get out of bed. But I
also remember being a bit worried that if I didn't get up and go to the
toilet I might wet myself in bed!

This is what I can still remember so very well... On those occasions
I did not get out of bed to take myself to toilet, even though it felt
like I needed a wee. Instead, after being awake and anxious for a while
about needing the toilet I eventually just drifted back off to sleep again.

Sometime later, in the midst of that sleep I sensed a rather satisfying
sensation. I was sleeping on my back, warm inside my bed on the lower bunk.
Down inside my pyjama bottoms, I could sense, as I slept, a gentle rhythmic
sensation below my tummy, a gentle pulsing.

Although asleep I would feel it happening, and enjoy the sensation.
Then in the midst of sleep I would feel a sudden anxiety.
I knew at once I was wetting my bed!
I just had to lay there and feel it happening. Once it had stopped I would tell myself in my
sleep, 'I've just wet the bed!' Then I would be asleep again as if nothing
had happened.  I never, ever felt wet or uncomfortable, I was asleep.

Some hours later, usually in the morning, hours later I would wake up
and feel wet, and remember what had happened during the night!
A rubber sheet beenath me would mean that the mattress would be OK,
but that I would be very wet and cold!  The sense of concern came from the
anxiety of being told off when I had the indignity of announcing  'I'm really sorry,
but I've wet the bed'.

But when it was actually happening it never felt bad or wrong at the time. In the midst
of my sleep that pulsing sensation felt really normal, and even enjoyable.

...Years later I longed to re-create that feeling... I have never quite achieved a sleep wetting, but have had lots of fun trying; always with pants, and most often with layers of protection beneath the mattress that can be washed!

Does anyone else recall similar early experiences?

 

 

I have posted many of the experiences I had in childhood.

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On 10/10/2018 at 8:31 AM, Wales and Wet said:

This has its roots in the early childhood memories of wetting the
bed at around the age of three and four. I recall a dark bedroom
which was a bit intimidating, as most dark bedrooms are at that age I suppose.
Thus once I was cosy and warm in bed, I was safe and secure. The thought of
getting up in the dark and going past the wardrobe and cupboard was not
something I would ever have looked forward to.

A good memory is a common trait with omo fans, and wanting to recreate a pleasurable sensation is a normal part of human behaviour. I do think C. S. Lewis' "The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe" has a lot to answer for though. I was very careful with the imagery my daughter was exposed to from an early age, glueing pages together in her books if necessary (Toy Story comes to mind) as she had a vivid imagination and an astonishing memory.

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