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  1. 24 points
    Firstly I wanted to say a huge thank you for accepting me. I am an overweight, older mum with grey hairs and never enough time to shave or get a hair cut. For those reasons, and a few more, I have struggled to feel attractive or sexy. Add in the fact that I mostly get aroused by having a full bladder and being bursting to pee or seeing someone else in that position and I felt different, ugly and weird. That was until I found this site. For quite a while, like most others, I lurked and enjoyed the stories (especially so many of @Despguy123but I was reluctant to post myself. A few months ago I picked up the courage to post and now I check on here daily and post most days. I feel accepted here and understood and even a bit sexy! I just wanted to say to anyone who is reluctant to get an account and post that this place is so supportive so don’t be shy. It’s ok to love omorashi, in fact it’s more than ok! You are not alone. There’s a place here for you wether you are young, old or in between and whatever you look like. I could not be further from the models you see holding and wetting if I tried but that doesn’t mean I am not attractive. Huge thanks to the moderators who make this site what it is.
  2. 24 points
    Lazy Saturday morning...wiggling and holding myself in bed .....started leaking...could not stop till I was empty and laying in a naughty warm puddle......
  3. 23 points
    Hello, Please enjoy her first jeans wetting. One of the more attractive girls i've managed to work with. Enjoy! Laura Wetting.flv
  4. 21 points
    Today's a lazy day for me... I've been in bed watching movies all day but I needed to go to the bathroom so this is the only thing I got up for. Time to change and take a nap
  5. 20 points
    Some wonderful urgent need and relief scenes (what I prefer). An Indian girl is bursting, she's almost wetting herself, the bathroom is locked, so she pulls her panties aside and explodes near the wall. https://www.xvideos.com/video2212510/huge_lipped_goth_girl_piss_explosion_by_wall A very sexy German milf is almost wetting herself in the car, she says in German: please stop the car as soon as you can, I cannot hold it anymore, then goes out from the car and lets go a wonderful and very long pee stream with huge sighs of relief, saying: es ist gut, oh, how it feels good... https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph568e69299a239 A sexy blond girl is running for the toilet, she finds the door locked, she starts peeing in her panties, then at the last second she pulls them down and lets the river flow with huge relief. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=1048810387 The same English blonde, this time peeing out of the window 'cause she cannot wait. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph57f18dba2664c Frankiebabe, another English blonde, in various desperation/relief situations. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph570f382d92141 A German blondie is bursting for a pee, then she explodes with huge sighs of pleasure, as if she were having an orgasm: https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph55c5cfef004f2 And finally the wonderful, charming Lucy Zara, British glamour model, who also appeared on the cover of Playboy, here almost wetting herself and pissing outdoor a long stream, with heavenly relief. https://www.xvideos.com/video7312528/lucy_zara_blonde_outdoor_peeing_relief Happy masturbation to all of you.
  6. 18 points
    Another lazy morning different clothes....same outcome... this feels a bit repetitive, but mmmmmm I could do this every weekend without getting bored of it!
  7. 18 points
    I rub my thighs together and feel the friction of nylon on nylon. If we were in my bedroom you could hear the rasp of that motion, but not here. Here the air is loud with industry. Girls picking up receivers and asking "what's your number?", switches switched and plugs plugged, the distant clatter of Telex machines and the constant jangling, tingling, ringing of phones. Cacophonous. I love that word. Ca-co-phon-ous. It's like tripping down the stairs. I need the loo. Which isn't a surprise. I drank two cups of tea with sugar at my afternoon break and didn't relieve myself even though I already needed to go rather badly. I didn't forget. Though I'll certainly tell people that I did. Everyone except you. You get the truth. Maybe you might even understand. Maybe. I hope you do. There is still almost an hour left in my shift and I don't think I can wait that long. I hope I can't. I've long wanted to have an accident, for as long as I can remember. To Wet. My. Pants. Even the words sound... subversive. Kinky. Naughty. I feel it in my bones. That desire, that need, that hunger. I'm sure that sounds ridiculous to you. Of course it does. It sounds ridiculous to me. Yet still it calls me. So why haven't I? I'm twenty years old, it's not like I haven't had the opportunity. It's not like I haven't tried. But it's just never worked out for me. Maybe I have a strong bladder. Maybe I've just been unlucky. But whenever I'm absolutely desperate for a wee a toilet just seems to miraculously appear. Every time. And you can't wet your pants unless you couldn't help it. It's "the rules". Except this time. This time it's going to happen. To me. I'm tingling with anticipation. I'm going to have an accident. I'm going to Wet. My. Pants. Are you turned on? I really hope so, because I'm making an absolutely tit of myself if this doesn't do anything for you. The supervisors are not unreasonable for the most part. If one of us needs the loo we just raise one of our hands and wait for permission to leave our station. But sometimes if you ask at the wrong time they say no. And if you really need to go that can be crucial. Last week Irene wet the the floor ten minutes before shift change. None of the girls dared make fun of her, they all knew if could just as easily have been them. Today it will be me. Mrs Ramage is the switchboard supervisor today. She's not well suited to the position. She gets stressed easily, and when she gets stressed she gets mean. None of the other supervisors deny bathroom visits nearly as often Mrs Ramage. I've counted. I chose my day with care and precision. "What's your number? Hold please. Connecting you now." I have a script. I can recite it without thought. Pick up the phone. Plug the ringing cord into the correct jack. It's a vaguely sexual procedure isn't it? Is that just me as well? If I intended to make it to a toilet I would raise my hand now. But I don't, so I don't. I'll wait till the last minute. There isn't room to cross my legs beneath my switchboard. Heaven help me if I were a chunkier girl. But this is good. Leg crossing helps me hold on, and I wouldn't be able to justify not doing it if I possibly could. So instead I just sit at my board and do my job. God, I need a wee so badly. Do you mind me talking about this? You should probably stop reading if you do. I can talk to myself. It's OK. The switchboard two machines down from me is malfunctioning. They do that often enough. Mrs Ramage is yelling at Alva for doing something wrong and breaking it. Maybe she did, but probably it just broke on its own. They do that. I raise my hand, now is the perfect time to ask permission to take a break. Obviously she tells me no. I couldn't be happier. When I wet my clothes no one will blame me, it'll be nothing but sympathetic pats on the arm. And it'll be real. Almost real. Realesque. Close enough for horseshoes. I'm biting my lip as I work. The pain is distracting from my other pain. I feel it where the waistband of my skirt presses against my bladder. Light grey. I want it to show. I feel the pressure between my legs. A constant surging, throbbing pain. I want to feel you between my legs. I want to score my fingernails down your back. I want to bite your neck. I want you inside me. Irene's skirt was black the day she wet herself. You couldn't even tell if you hadn't seen the puddle beneath her chair. She looks over at me now and catches my eye. She mouths words of encouragement. I wonder if she really, really wants me to hold out or not. If I were to have an accident as well it would justify her failure. I shouldn't ascribe bad faith to her. She'll want me to avoid the embarrassment she felt. The hot, wet, dripping embarrassment. I'm jealous for a moment. I want to be her. I want the memory of hot wee running, pouring, gushing, out of me and into my clothes. I want the memory of people looking at me in shock and sympathy. I want to know the feeling of my soaking skirt slapping against my thighs as I walk to the loo in tears to freshen up. As always I'm tempted to simply let go, to let it happen. But then it wouldn't be an accident would it? And it has to be. It just does. The rules. Rules matter. So instead I just concentrate on my work. "What's your number? Hold please. Connecting you now." Time gets away from me. And then it happens. The end of my shift. I connect my last call of the day and hobble out of the exchange room. I wish I could tell you that the loo was further away, in a different building, across the yard maybe. That I wet myself halfway there. I broke-down into a sudden puddle amidst the scorching asphalt. I wish I could say that the other girls had taken all of the available stalls, leaving me waiting politely in a queue. Looking with longing at a toilet door until I burst and soaked myself all over the lavatory floor just meters and moments from the toilet. But it isn't, and I can't. It's the first door on the right. I think the others are making sure a stall is available for me. I could just let go on purpose. But the rules. I can't do that. I'm so sorry. I wee in the toilet like a good girl. Like always. Are you disappointed? I am as well. But there is always a next time. Next time it'll happen for sure.
  8. 17 points
    Mmmmmm Saturday...... Didn’t put a towel down over the plastic sheet today..... which caused a bit of a flood.....but it was a deliciously warm flood....
  9. 17 points
    Oops....... 599A6CA1-1BB9-4F28-9D59-D0A2783779EC.mov
  10. 16 points
    I make commisions! Send me a message if you want one! Also, I have other pages (Deviant have a little more content, made on kisekae) https://papergami.deviantart.com/ https://paperban.tumblr.com/ https://www.pixiv.net/member.php?id=20655291