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  1. Ok, it's been a while but I feel I should keep this up a bit. We've tried a few more times, with success now. The first time after my last post, we were at her place and her mother wasn't home. It still took us about 10 minutes of standing still in the shower, but then she actually managed her first spurt. As it turns out, me touching her down there when she's wet a bit is very arousing to her, so we both really enjoyed it. She only managed one more spurt, so after we left the shower she really rushed to the bathroom. Talking about it later on, we both agreed strongly to try it again the next day, and also we agreed that I would now try it as well. It turned out to be quite hard for me as well, though I did manage a wee bit. Again, we both really enjoyed it. Over the bext two weekends, we kept trying. One time, at her place, I actually managed to let everything flow, which was really great for both of us. Last weekend, she actually peed a bit with my hand between her legs (both times before, she said she wanted to try that, though it didn't work then). Also, one time we tried holding it from about 2pm, and went into the shower around 10pm. I wasn't really in trouble, but for the last hour she'd been crossing her legs, and told me that, by the time we went to the shower, she had to go really bad. Actually hearing those words, instead of reading them, is very hot. We plan on trying a few new things still: wetting in jeans, and a "real" holding session, probably both at the same time. We've also tried a few new "positions" (still don't know if that's the correct term and cba to look it up). We're a lot more at ease talking about such things now, which really helps. I'm still amazed at how fast everything went, how exciting it all is and how much there is about these things I didn't know.
  2. Allright, so here's my update, as promised. A long story short, it didn't work. It turns out my girlfriend is very pee-shy, and despite standing in the shower together for quite a while, she simply couldn't get anything out. Although I was prepared for something like this, and didn't mind at all, she was very frustrated. She was actually quite curious about the whole thing (we talked a lot about it, before actually trying (and failing) this morning), insisted she didn't think it to be weird or gross at all. She even did her own research over the week, and told me her first reaction to what she found was, "Does that really exist?". To be fair, she only found the wikipidia article on urolagnia, which, though it's technically accurate, has all the sex appeal of a dead horse, so that wasn't really surprising. Anyway, she promised she'd try again some time on her own - she studies psychology, and knows perfectly well why it didn't work now. Toilet training is a strong thing, but once you get the "knack" there's nothing hard about it. And the fact that, while the two of us were in the shower, there were people going about the house, wasn't doing much to ease the spirits either. I am confident that we will at least succeed in trying. We agreed that if either of us don't like it in the end, we'll just accept that. For those of you who are curious, we also tried the sex-on-a-chair thing she proposed, which turned out to be really good, and will definitely happen again some time. Once again, questions and/or remarks/advice are welcome.
  3. So I've been thinking whether I should talk about it here, but I think I should - not only for the insights the people here might offer me, but also as some sort of encouragement to other people, which I know I myself would have been glad to have not long ago. Mind, this is mainly about relationship, sex and the embarrassment of talking about it. In the end, you'll see why I posted it here, but don't expect anything in the way of desperation or wetting. So anyway. Firstly, I think a bit of background information is in order. I'm a male from the Netherlands, 20 years old, and have been "into" desperation and wetting since I was about 13. Not for myself - I tried that but it didn't really do anything for me - but just for watching it in other people. For about 3 months now I've been in my first relationship ever, with a wonderful girl, 23 years old (yes, she's well over 3 years older than I am). About 2 weeks into our relationship, we had sex for the first time, and have been greatly enjoying doing so most every week (we live 200km apart, so we only see each other in the weekends). Last weekend, we actually "talked" about it for the first time - both of us fighting against the ear-burning, eye-watering forces of embarrassment, as we're both quite shy. Anyway, we talked about what we'd both "like". It turned out both of us had been watching internet porn and masturbating with that for a long time - something which is surprisingly embarrassing to talk about, even when you're aware of the number of people who do this (for our age category, roughly 70% of males and 50% of females do so on a regular basis. I was kinda surprised too when I came across those numbers!). She admitted she was interested in trying different "positions". The fact that she already found this to be so hard to talk about wasn't really lifting my spirits, but I value honesty higher than non-awkwardness, so I admitted my own "interests" as well. With some questions from her side, the whole story came out - how I looked up my first picture purely out of curiosity ("How do girls do that?") and discovered how arousing that was. She assured me she wasn't freaked out at all, and was glad I felt safe enough with her to be honest about it. Anyway, yesterday we started talking about it again (on facebook, which turns out to be even harder than when you're actually facing each other). She told me she was feeling curious about "trying out my interests", as she put it. We talked some more, and came to a sort of deal - we'd both think of something we'd like to try out the next time we see each other, and just tell each other bluntly (we agreed that trying to be subtle was only confusing, and we didn't want any misunderstandings). So, we did. She wanted to try having sex with her sitting on my lap (so we can actually see each other's faces, which is surprisingly hard when you're lying on top of each other), which I have no trouble with trying. In return (and now you see why I posted this here) I told her I'd like to see/feel her pee her panties (when she asked me "...feel?", I really would have liked to die instead of having to answer "by hand"). It was very difficult actually saying so, but we agreed we would be honest - also, if either of us don't like it, we'll just tell each other. Anyway, come sunday we'll see each other again. The nerves are practically killing me, though in a good way:p. I'll try and share what happens then, though it might well be a few days later, when I've got a better hold on it myself. Until then, I'll try and answer any questions you have.
  4. You write really good:) I actually read the first part a long time ago, though afterward I couldn't recall where so I couldn't find it again. The story goes on very well I think. I for one am eagerly awaiting the next part!:)
  5. Snuppa was indeed very good:) I know of two where she deliberately shows her panties, both already mentioned by Hydro, I don't think there are any more. There are some from Bella however. On a side note, does anybody know how they are related? Some time ago when BlueWetting appeared, it stated "from the producers of snuppassite", and indeed the landscape does look a lot like that around Snuppa's place.
  6. There's a lot of text on Patches' Place about this. Urine from a healthy person is a completely sterile fluid, and quite harmless. It's water with some things dissolved in it - a bit of salt (sodium chloride), urea, and traces of other stuff. Stuff your body doesn't need. Drinking it is by itself not harmful - your body is perfectly equipped to deal with the substances. Large quantities may be different though - the salt will lower the acidity of your stomach (that is, raise the pH to a less negative value, in case there's any fanatic chemists out there ready to jump on me for this:p). Your body will counter this by throwing up. But coming to the question from the OP, I go with the multitude and say "slightly yellowish". I think that if I knew absolutely nothing about the matter, I wouldn't care, but since I consciously know that dark urine means dehydration or something more unhealthy, it puts me off.
  7. I do not know if any my friends are interested in this, and frankly I do not want to, nor would I like them to know such things about me. Perhaps if I ever got into a relationship, I'd mention this to a girl, but apart from that, I don't think I'd ever tell anyone. I keep an eye on these forums because I sometimes like to know how other people think about these things, but that's it really.
  8. I followed that link, made an account on that forum, it turned out that "the topic does no longer exist". Anyone know where to find the vids now?
  9. Here's my translation of the second story of the Belgian writer Skaat, from the Skymouse forums. All credit for writing it goes to him. -------------------------------------------------------- Evy woke calmly that morning. A month had passed since she and Amber had had their shared accident, and neither of them had mentioned it since. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and watched her alarm clock. It was a saturday, so she could sleep long, but she cursed as she saw it was already past twelve - she'd agreed to meet a friend at one o'clock at the shopping mall. The quickly slid into a tight pair of jeans - keeping on the panties she'd slept in - and a shirt lying on the ground, not wasting time on a bra. Without socks she jumped into her boots, put on her coat and stepped outside. It was raining lightly, but she didn't mind much as she ran to the bus stop. Having arrived there in time, she went with her hand through her hair; it peaked out in an uncaring way, as was her style. However, something else called for her attention; she hadn't done her morning pee yet. She always had to go a lot when she woke up, and today was no different. Just when she thought about running back home to use the bathroom, the bus came round the corner. Evy showed her card to the driver and took a seat in the back. She crossed her legs and bit her lip, thinking about that time with her sister, when she'd had to go so badly she'd wet herself. She decided it wouldn't get that far this time, and silently urged the bus driver to get a move on, so she could use the lavatories in the mall. It was well after one when Evy got there, and for the last ten minutes of the ride she hadn't been able to sit still properly. The rain pattering against the windows didn't help either, and she was walking awkward to get out of the bus when she arrived. She was awaited there by her friend Kate. "What took you so long?', Kate asked, "I've been waiting here for 15 minutes already!" "I'm sorry", answered Evy, who tried very hard not to show that she needed to pee, "that stupid bus was running late again." "Never mind", Kate said, "let's get inside, it's much too cold and wet out here." When the two girls entered the main hall of the shopping mall, Evy almost panicked; a huge fountain in the center, reaching up to the third floor, was making gallons of water cascade down. She crossed her legs and bit her lip; the streaming water almost caused a little stream of her own. With her thighs pressed together and here stomach tense as a spring, she walked after Kate. "What's the matter with you?", Kate asked absent-mindedly, "Are you ill?" Evy decided to tell before it was too late; maybe Kate had to go to, then they could just go to the bathrooms together. "I really have to go to the bathroom.", she admitted shyly, bending her knees up and down. With the splatter of the fountain in the background, she wasn't able to keep still. "Do you think you're going to pee your pants?", Kate laughed, causing a few people to face them awkwardly. Evy gave her an angry look. "Don't draw attention like that, it's embarrasing enough already!" "Then what am I supposed to do? ", Kate asked. "It's like I'm taking a toddler out on a trip. Stop being such a crybaby!" Evy now had to keep holding her crotch to prevent her from wetting herself. She looked around nervously and saw a sign, directing to the public lavatories of the mall. "I'm going to take a pee first, really, or I'll wet myself.", Evy whispered angrily, and she carefully walked to the toilets. Kate chuckled, and followed her, with the sound of the fountain still in the background. When the girls entered the toilets, they saw there were still three people before them. Evy could barely stand still, and didn't dare let go of her crotch. Inside, you couldn't hear the fountain anymore, but she had to go so badly now, she could only hope she'd be on a toilet before it was too late. Then they heard a flush, and saw a woman get out of one of the stalls. The next in line hurriedly moved in and locked the door. Kate gave Evy an ashamed look, causing Evy to give in to ebarrasment, and leave the pressure on her groin to her thighs. Carefully, she pulled out her hand from between her legs and tried to stand still, but then the woman who had come out started washing her hands. As she turned the faucet, Evy felt a warm feeling between her legs. She hurriedly grabbed her crotch again, and moaned softly; she'd stopped it now, but she had definitely leaked a bit there. She didn't dare remove her hands to see if anything showed on her jeans. "Shit!", Evy whispered to Kate, "I'm going to pee my pants if I'm not on that toilet soon." "Stop being such a fool", Kate answered annoyed, "Now I have to go too, because of your fidgeting." Evy glanced at Kate's short top, and saw that her belly was bulging out below; so Kate had been needing to go all along too. Kate nervously moved from one foot to another. "Don't see me being such a baby though?", Kate said. The toilet was flushed again, and the next person entered. Now there was only one before them in line, but Evy felt that the only thing stopping her from wetting herself, was her hand pressing her labia together. To make matters worse, someone they both knew just entered the toilets: Molly, a classmate of Evy and Kate, who'd never had to redo a year and was still only fourteen. She'd always be tha target of Evy and Kate's pranks, and the last thing Evy wanted, was wet herself in front of that girl. "Anything to be seen?", Kate sneered. Molly stepped back shyly. "Come on, come one", Evy mumbled under her breath, "hurry up!" "If you have to go that bad, love, you can go first if you want", the woman in front of Evy offered. Nearly relieving herself there, Evy thanked the woman as she heard the toilet flush. Just as she stepped forward however, she was pushed aside by Kate, who quickly locked the door behind her. "Sorry Evy", she heard her say, "gotta go!" Evy couldn't hold it any more. However hard she squeezed herself, her pee still poured into her pants. She felt the warm liquid running down her legs, and tears filled her eyes. Molly gave her an odd look, she could probably see it; Evy hurried away, hand still in her crotch, to the emergency exit. A fitting name, she thought. Moving around had sterned the flow, but her bladder was aching now. Outside, she saw that it had stopped raining, and she spotted a large container bext to the building. Quickly she squatted behind it and dropped her pants; the inside of the legs was wet, as were the groin and bottom, and her panties were completely soaked. Shaking a little, she lowered down to let go the rest, when she heard laughter behind her. A few of her former classmates stood there, with a clear view of here exposed posterior. hurriedly she pulled her jeans back up, and she caught the words "...wetting herself..." from the group. However, there was no way of holding it any longer. Not even bothering to close her legs, she pissed a torrent, soaking her pants and making a puddle beneath her. Hearing the giggling and the pointed remarks behind her, she knew she'd be hearing from this for a long time at school.
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