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    dirtyoldman got a reaction from ILoveOmorashi in The Return of Book Omorashi Scenes!   
    This is a paraphrase because the book is in my storage unit in the US, so I don’t have it in front of me. It is from “Death in the Andes,” by Mario Vargas Llosa.
    Two cops are sitting in their little office in a boring town in the Andes. The younger cop tells the story of his brief marriage to a girl named Mercedes – brief because she was a slut who ran around with other guys. They got married in a nearby town and started home. A cop’s salary in Peru is small, so they had to take a form of public transportation called a combi. (I have been on one. You’re packed in so tight you can’t move at all.) The newlyweds are feeling amorous and the young cop starts tickling Mercedes. She says, “Oh, don’t make me laugh like that because I’m peeing in my pants right now!”
    The older cop leans back in his chair, sighs, and says: “A pretty girl peeing in her pants! Now that’s something I would love to see!”
    And lest we fall into the trap of thinking our fetish is only for the weirdos of this world, let it be noted that Mario Vargas Llosa won the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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    dirtyoldman got a reaction from wannawatch in Incidents You’ve Been Told About (But Didn’t Witness)   
    This story comes from Rosalie, my long time Omorashi girlfriend. She was thin on top with small breasts and she had slender legs, but all her weight collected below the waist and she had thunder thighs with a rear end the size of a small continent. With her olive skin and big eyes, many thought she was quite beautiful, esp. with her long sable black hair flowing to her waist (Sicilian), but she had a real New York art school demeanor, always existentially dismayed and a bit gloomy. She was not interested in vanilla sex and always hung out in fetish bars, dungeon clubs, etc., but she married a real vanilla guy, maybe because he was wealthy.
    This story happened before I knew her, right after she and her husband moved to Santa Fe but before she separated from him, so she must have been in her middle 30s at the time. They lived way out in a rural district called the Turquoise Trail, and one day she drove the half hour into Santa Fe to buy groceries. She was wearing a tank top tee shirt cropped above the midriff, everyday white nylon panties, and jeans. Fortunately she was wearing sandals instead of her cowboy boots. As it turned out, it would have been sad to ruin an expensive pair of Tony Lamas.
    She had just finished shopping and started home when she realized she ought to have used the ladies' room at the grocery store because she really had to pee. But by that time she was just past town and onto the highway, and she always loved driving fast, so she just kept going, figuring she could hold it.
    But shortly before she reached home, she was already squirming on the seat, grinding her teeth, clenching her fists and breathing hard. Total desperation.
    She reached her home. No one was there. She jumped out of the car and walked up the long gravel path to the front door with a bag of groceries in her arms. She reached the door and realized she was so stressed that she had forgotten her keys. Where were they? Oh no! Back in the car!
    She was starting to leak in her pants. She knew she could never make it back down the gravel path to the car and then back to the door without a full on accident. Of course, most people would have set down the groceries, dropped the jeans, and peed on the ground, but Rosalie had always been kinky, so she said to herself "Oh, what the hell," and just let go. She stood there and peed in her pants, soaking her crotch, her big butt, and letting it run down both legs of her jeans all the way to the ground, where she made a puddle in the sand. She just kept peeing until her bladder was completely empty. Then she set down the groceries, went and got her keys, and let herself into the house. About seven years earlier she had had an omorashi incident with one of her art school friends. She told me his dick had been like Mt. Everest and she thought he was going to go all the way through her and out the other side. She started to wonder what her straight-lacedl vanilla husband would think about her accident, so she left her jeans and white panties on the bathroom floor for him to find.
    When he got home and went into the bathroom to take a pee, he shouted back at her: "Did you piss in your pants or what?"
    She said yes. He said that she was not only a pervert, she was also a dumb ass.
    So I guess he wasn't into it.
    She had much better luck with me.
     
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    dirtyoldman got a reaction from blum in More Examples of Omo in History   
    Mythological Era – In the ancient Irish sagas, large rivers are typically said to result from one or another goddess taking a long strong pee.
    In part of the Irish mythological cycle of Ulster, some likely lads create a contest to judge who is the best woman in Ireland. The contestants each stand on a mound of snow and pee. Whoever liquefies the greatest amount of snow is declared the best woman in Ireland.
    c. 1600 – In England, public hangings are considered a form of amusement and recreation. (Bring the kids!) Citizens take bets on whether the victim will soil himself in front or behind.
    1700s – The private letters of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart make it clear that he asked at least two or three women to poop in their pants. Judging by the praise he lavishes upon them in his letters, at least two of them seem to have said yes.
    late 1800s - Victorian sex researcher Havelock Ellis -- an enthusiastic pee freak himself -- reports that British travelers were frequently shocked to see pee flooding out from beneath the skirts of Italian prostitutes as the women stood in the street, casually chatting with their friends. Apparently there were no public bathrooms they could go to.
    c. 1920 – Silent movie actress Mabel Normand became angry with her boyfriend, director Mack Sennett. To blow his mind, she sat on his lap and peed a river in her pants – and all over him.
    Later in the 1920s – In his novels Ulysses and Finnegan’s Wake, the Irish writer James Joyce mentions women with wet pants more often than one can count, and all the references are blatantly sexual in nature.
    1930s – Adolf Hitler allegedly asked all his girlfriends to poop in their pants.
    1940s – We have all seen old cartoons about bobby sox girls “swooning” at the concerts of that era’s crooners. In the cartoons, swooning is simply fainting. I had heard that it also included panty-wetting. My mother, who had a definite omo streak in her personality, confirmed that this was true and admitted that she herself was one of the guilty parties.
    Early 1960s – A journalist covering popular music remarks, in describing a Beatles concert, that “there wasn’t a dry seat in the house.”
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    dirtyoldman got a reaction from blum in More Examples of Omo in History   
    Mythological Era – In the ancient Irish sagas, large rivers are typically said to result from one or another goddess taking a long strong pee.
    In part of the Irish mythological cycle of Ulster, some likely lads create a contest to judge who is the best woman in Ireland. The contestants each stand on a mound of snow and pee. Whoever liquefies the greatest amount of snow is declared the best woman in Ireland.
    c. 1600 – In England, public hangings are considered a form of amusement and recreation. (Bring the kids!) Citizens take bets on whether the victim will soil himself in front or behind.
    1700s – The private letters of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart make it clear that he asked at least two or three women to poop in their pants. Judging by the praise he lavishes upon them in his letters, at least two of them seem to have said yes.
    late 1800s - Victorian sex researcher Havelock Ellis -- an enthusiastic pee freak himself -- reports that British travelers were frequently shocked to see pee flooding out from beneath the skirts of Italian prostitutes as the women stood in the street, casually chatting with their friends. Apparently there were no public bathrooms they could go to.
    c. 1920 – Silent movie actress Mabel Normand became angry with her boyfriend, director Mack Sennett. To blow his mind, she sat on his lap and peed a river in her pants – and all over him.
    Later in the 1920s – In his novels Ulysses and Finnegan’s Wake, the Irish writer James Joyce mentions women with wet pants more often than one can count, and all the references are blatantly sexual in nature.
    1930s – Adolf Hitler allegedly asked all his girlfriends to poop in their pants.
    1940s – We have all seen old cartoons about bobby sox girls “swooning” at the concerts of that era’s crooners. In the cartoons, swooning is simply fainting. I had heard that it also included panty-wetting. My mother, who had a definite omo streak in her personality, confirmed that this was true and admitted that she herself was one of the guilty parties.
    Early 1960s – A journalist covering popular music remarks, in describing a Beatles concert, that “there wasn’t a dry seat in the house.”
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    dirtyoldman got a reaction from AliasnameTO in Tickling   
    I had an omo romance with my best friend Lisa for a while. Though the romance faded, we are still best friends. 
    Lisa liked to get tickled. She always said: "Surrendering completely to helpless laughter and total loss of bladder control is really liberating and even kind of ecstatic."
    Anyone else have experiences with tickling or being tickled by an omo partner?
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    dirtyoldman got a reaction from LeakLife in For those with messing fetishes, what do you like about it?   
    ROSALIE: My ex-wife was into it big time.
    What I liked about it: Bulging undies are incredibly cute and pretty. And being with a naughty girl was very arousing.
    What she liked about it: The feeling of being naughty and violating one of the most basic social taboos was a big turn on for her, and the feeling of a big thick load in her pants gave her orgasms.
    What I didn't like about it: The smell.
    What she didn't like about it: The squish when she had to sit down in the car, and the clean up.
    All things considered: She liked it better than wetting but didn't do it as often. Whenever she did it, I was hard as a rock all day long. She wasn't into diarrhea at all and never did it. The sight of bulging britches and bulging panties was always and always will be a major turn on for me. I might not be a fan of the smell and the clean up, but I would help any woman with that angle of it if she would really fill her pants.
    Favorite incident: We were walking down Polk Street in San Francisco in the rain. She was in a sweater, blue jeans, and everyday white nylon full briefs underneath. She said she had to go. I replied that it was only another ten minutes to the parking garage. I thought she would hold it till we got home. But then she stopped in front of a store window and pretended to look at the merchandise, and it took me a little while to realize that she was loading her panties. The rain kept most people off the streets and her raincoat covered her rear end sufficiently to hide what she had done, so she casually kept strolling down the street until we reached our car.
    PAMELA: I have written previously about my omo friend Pamela. While we were skyping recently, she agreed that one our next romantic get-away, she would load her undies for me. She's a home care nurse by profession, and most of her patients are incontinent, so she deals with it every day and doesn't have the same boundaries that most people would have. Unfortunately, I am in Europe and she is in the US, so our next romantic get-away will have to wait until the travel restrictions are lifted -- or until she can get enough time off to make a trip down to the condo I still maintain near Playa del Carmen, where both of us are allowed to travel.
    While we are waiting for the situation to change, she has agreed to try and find a time when we are on skype and her daughter is out of the house. She says that if we can hook up at such a time when she needs to go, she will turn the computer around and back up to it so I can see her in her panties and she will let go while I watch.
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    dirtyoldman reacted to The Dark Wolf in Tickling   
    No but it's been one of my fantasies for a while (being on both ends of it).
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    dirtyoldman reacted to Anna B in Tickling   
    Not tickled by an omo partner, but when I was in primary school one of my friends discovered that if she tickled me mercilessly enough I was likely to wet myself a bit. I don't think she'd set out to make that happen, but once it had happened that time she made sure to cause it on a few more ocassions later.
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    dirtyoldman got a reaction from Storytime in Pamela's Diaper Adventure at the Opera   
    Pamela is my omo friend. I have mentioned her in other posts. Right now we can't visit each other because there are travel restrictions but she still sends me her stories.
    She has always been into kink and alternative sexuality. After her daughter was born she began to have accidents. It was a difficult birth with an episiotomy and her urethral muscles were never the same afterwards. Then she gained a lot of weight, which put more pressure on her bladder, and she became notoriously accident prone, so she added omo to her already substantial list of fetishes.
    She has never done diapers before, just goes in her panties. But her father, who wanted to be a classical musician but ended up as an auto mechanic instead, wanted to take her to the opera, and she knew it would last too long for her to hold out. Her dad knows she's a kinky fetish gal and he thinks she's disgusting, but there is nothing he can do about it because he got screwed on social security and depends on Pamela's nursing income to survive. As a home care nurse, she has a number of clients who are incontinent, so she "borrowed" a diaper and off she went to the opera. She survived okay until the intermission, and then figured she could just go to the bathroom, but the idea of wetting herself in public and getting away with it was beginning to give her a sexy thrill, so she held on.
    During the middle of the second act, she started to let go. At first she was nervous, because as a home care nurse she knew that sometimes diapers do their job and sometimes they fail. But after a while she started to trust the situation and had a nice relaxing pee in her pants right there in the middle of the auditorium. She said it felt good.
    On the way home, her dad was cranky and made rude, unpleasant comments about her kinky lifestyle. She wrote to me that she doesn't know how he knew what she had done, but she says she had worn a rather short dress to the opera and thinks she might have inadvertently flashed an upskirt view of her diaper when she got into the car, and that was how he knew. In any case, she says she will always wear pretty panties when she's on a date with a guy, but now she thinks diapers might be a great idea for a gal with no control (like her) when it's girl's night out and there's a lot of drinking and laughter going on.
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    dirtyoldman got a reaction from MisterBlue in Omopub   
    I have been to clubs which sponsored fetish balls and other BDSM events, but even clubs which are that liberal may not wish to sponsor events dedicated to water sports.  So a space would have to be rented full time,  and it might be good to get an after hours license as well. I think it could work as a membership club, but not with doors open to the public; there would be complaints. You would have to have someone at the door who checks for your membership before allowing entry. After that hurdle is crossed... why not? If it's on a public street, you would need a relatively unobtrusive name like "The Waterfall." And to pay the rent, you would probably need to attract a clientele by interacting with fetish oriented social media and fetish oriented social groups in the area. I rather doubt if a pan-kink social group would object to promoting a water sports oriented club if you were discreet and courteous about it. The clean up is a big issue, as most people realize. Even desperate illegals probably wouldn't do it. You mentioned the possibility of lounges where people who know each other or share similar interests could go. That might be helpful. I could imagine a members only club with an intimate night club setting in the front room where members could help new members find the lounge of their choice. Someday this is likely to happen. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but someday.
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    dirtyoldman got a reaction from Storytime in Pamela's Diaper Adventure at the Opera   
    Pamela is my omo friend. I have mentioned her in other posts. Right now we can't visit each other because there are travel restrictions but she still sends me her stories.
    She has always been into kink and alternative sexuality. After her daughter was born she began to have accidents. It was a difficult birth with an episiotomy and her urethral muscles were never the same afterwards. Then she gained a lot of weight, which put more pressure on her bladder, and she became notoriously accident prone, so she added omo to her already substantial list of fetishes.
    She has never done diapers before, just goes in her panties. But her father, who wanted to be a classical musician but ended up as an auto mechanic instead, wanted to take her to the opera, and she knew it would last too long for her to hold out. Her dad knows she's a kinky fetish gal and he thinks she's disgusting, but there is nothing he can do about it because he got screwed on social security and depends on Pamela's nursing income to survive. As a home care nurse, she has a number of clients who are incontinent, so she "borrowed" a diaper and off she went to the opera. She survived okay until the intermission, and then figured she could just go to the bathroom, but the idea of wetting herself in public and getting away with it was beginning to give her a sexy thrill, so she held on.
    During the middle of the second act, she started to let go. At first she was nervous, because as a home care nurse she knew that sometimes diapers do their job and sometimes they fail. But after a while she started to trust the situation and had a nice relaxing pee in her pants right there in the middle of the auditorium. She said it felt good.
    On the way home, her dad was cranky and made rude, unpleasant comments about her kinky lifestyle. She wrote to me that she doesn't know how he knew what she had done, but she says she had worn a rather short dress to the opera and thinks she might have inadvertently flashed an upskirt view of her diaper when she got into the car, and that was how he knew. In any case, she says she will always wear pretty panties when she's on a date with a guy, but now she thinks diapers might be a great idea for a gal with no control (like her) when it's girl's night out and there's a lot of drinking and laughter going on.
  12. Upvote
    dirtyoldman got a reaction from Storytime in Pamela's Diaper Adventure at the Opera   
    Pamela is my omo friend. I have mentioned her in other posts. Right now we can't visit each other because there are travel restrictions but she still sends me her stories.
    She has always been into kink and alternative sexuality. After her daughter was born she began to have accidents. It was a difficult birth with an episiotomy and her urethral muscles were never the same afterwards. Then she gained a lot of weight, which put more pressure on her bladder, and she became notoriously accident prone, so she added omo to her already substantial list of fetishes.
    She has never done diapers before, just goes in her panties. But her father, who wanted to be a classical musician but ended up as an auto mechanic instead, wanted to take her to the opera, and she knew it would last too long for her to hold out. Her dad knows she's a kinky fetish gal and he thinks she's disgusting, but there is nothing he can do about it because he got screwed on social security and depends on Pamela's nursing income to survive. As a home care nurse, she has a number of clients who are incontinent, so she "borrowed" a diaper and off she went to the opera. She survived okay until the intermission, and then figured she could just go to the bathroom, but the idea of wetting herself in public and getting away with it was beginning to give her a sexy thrill, so she held on.
    During the middle of the second act, she started to let go. At first she was nervous, because as a home care nurse she knew that sometimes diapers do their job and sometimes they fail. But after a while she started to trust the situation and had a nice relaxing pee in her pants right there in the middle of the auditorium. She said it felt good.
    On the way home, her dad was cranky and made rude, unpleasant comments about her kinky lifestyle. She wrote to me that she doesn't know how he knew what she had done, but she says she had worn a rather short dress to the opera and thinks she might have inadvertently flashed an upskirt view of her diaper when she got into the car, and that was how he knew. In any case, she says she will always wear pretty panties when she's on a date with a guy, but now she thinks diapers might be a great idea for a gal with no control (like her) when it's girl's night out and there's a lot of drinking and laughter going on.
  13. Upvote
    dirtyoldman got a reaction from LeakLife in For those with messing fetishes, what do you like about it?   
    ROSALIE: My ex-wife was into it big time.
    What I liked about it: Bulging undies are incredibly cute and pretty. And being with a naughty girl was very arousing.
    What she liked about it: The feeling of being naughty and violating one of the most basic social taboos was a big turn on for her, and the feeling of a big thick load in her pants gave her orgasms.
    What I didn't like about it: The smell.
    What she didn't like about it: The squish when she had to sit down in the car, and the clean up.
    All things considered: She liked it better than wetting but didn't do it as often. Whenever she did it, I was hard as a rock all day long. She wasn't into diarrhea at all and never did it. The sight of bulging britches and bulging panties was always and always will be a major turn on for me. I might not be a fan of the smell and the clean up, but I would help any woman with that angle of it if she would really fill her pants.
    Favorite incident: We were walking down Polk Street in San Francisco in the rain. She was in a sweater, blue jeans, and everyday white nylon full briefs underneath. She said she had to go. I replied that it was only another ten minutes to the parking garage. I thought she would hold it till we got home. But then she stopped in front of a store window and pretended to look at the merchandise, and it took me a little while to realize that she was loading her panties. The rain kept most people off the streets and her raincoat covered her rear end sufficiently to hide what she had done, so she casually kept strolling down the street until we reached our car.
    PAMELA: I have written previously about my omo friend Pamela. While we were skyping recently, she agreed that one our next romantic get-away, she would load her undies for me. She's a home care nurse by profession, and most of her patients are incontinent, so she deals with it every day and doesn't have the same boundaries that most people would have. Unfortunately, I am in Europe and she is in the US, so our next romantic get-away will have to wait until the travel restrictions are lifted -- or until she can get enough time off to make a trip down to the condo I still maintain near Playa del Carmen, where both of us are allowed to travel.
    While we are waiting for the situation to change, she has agreed to try and find a time when we are on skype and her daughter is out of the house. She says that if we can hook up at such a time when she needs to go, she will turn the computer around and back up to it so I can see her in her panties and she will let go while I watch.
  14. Upvote
    dirtyoldman got a reaction from LeakLife in For those with messing fetishes, what do you like about it?   
    ROSALIE: My ex-wife was into it big time.
    What I liked about it: Bulging undies are incredibly cute and pretty. And being with a naughty girl was very arousing.
    What she liked about it: The feeling of being naughty and violating one of the most basic social taboos was a big turn on for her, and the feeling of a big thick load in her pants gave her orgasms.
    What I didn't like about it: The smell.
    What she didn't like about it: The squish when she had to sit down in the car, and the clean up.
    All things considered: She liked it better than wetting but didn't do it as often. Whenever she did it, I was hard as a rock all day long. She wasn't into diarrhea at all and never did it. The sight of bulging britches and bulging panties was always and always will be a major turn on for me. I might not be a fan of the smell and the clean up, but I would help any woman with that angle of it if she would really fill her pants.
    Favorite incident: We were walking down Polk Street in San Francisco in the rain. She was in a sweater, blue jeans, and everyday white nylon full briefs underneath. She said she had to go. I replied that it was only another ten minutes to the parking garage. I thought she would hold it till we got home. But then she stopped in front of a store window and pretended to look at the merchandise, and it took me a little while to realize that she was loading her panties. The rain kept most people off the streets and her raincoat covered her rear end sufficiently to hide what she had done, so she casually kept strolling down the street until we reached our car.
    PAMELA: I have written previously about my omo friend Pamela. While we were skyping recently, she agreed that one our next romantic get-away, she would load her undies for me. She's a home care nurse by profession, and most of her patients are incontinent, so she deals with it every day and doesn't have the same boundaries that most people would have. Unfortunately, I am in Europe and she is in the US, so our next romantic get-away will have to wait until the travel restrictions are lifted -- or until she can get enough time off to make a trip down to the condo I still maintain near Playa del Carmen, where both of us are allowed to travel.
    While we are waiting for the situation to change, she has agreed to try and find a time when we are on skype and her daughter is out of the house. She says that if we can hook up at such a time when she needs to go, she will turn the computer around and back up to it so I can see her in her panties and she will let go while I watch.
  15. Upvote
    dirtyoldman got a reaction from Dunney in For those with messing fetishes, what do you like about it?   
    I didn't get to see her jeans expanding that time because of the raincoat, but she took the raincoat off when we reached the parking garage and I could see her bulging britches. As I said, she really had a fetish about it, so there were many times I did get to see her jeans, sweat pants, or stretch pants expanding, as well as a number of times when she simpy stripped down to panties and bra, leaned over a chair with her butt in the air, and did it while I watched.
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    dirtyoldman got a reaction from LeakLife in For those with messing fetishes, what do you like about it?   
    ROSALIE: My ex-wife was into it big time.
    What I liked about it: Bulging undies are incredibly cute and pretty. And being with a naughty girl was very arousing.
    What she liked about it: The feeling of being naughty and violating one of the most basic social taboos was a big turn on for her, and the feeling of a big thick load in her pants gave her orgasms.
    What I didn't like about it: The smell.
    What she didn't like about it: The squish when she had to sit down in the car, and the clean up.
    All things considered: She liked it better than wetting but didn't do it as often. Whenever she did it, I was hard as a rock all day long. She wasn't into diarrhea at all and never did it. The sight of bulging britches and bulging panties was always and always will be a major turn on for me. I might not be a fan of the smell and the clean up, but I would help any woman with that angle of it if she would really fill her pants.
    Favorite incident: We were walking down Polk Street in San Francisco in the rain. She was in a sweater, blue jeans, and everyday white nylon full briefs underneath. She said she had to go. I replied that it was only another ten minutes to the parking garage. I thought she would hold it till we got home. But then she stopped in front of a store window and pretended to look at the merchandise, and it took me a little while to realize that she was loading her panties. The rain kept most people off the streets and her raincoat covered her rear end sufficiently to hide what she had done, so she casually kept strolling down the street until we reached our car.
    PAMELA: I have written previously about my omo friend Pamela. While we were skyping recently, she agreed that one our next romantic get-away, she would load her undies for me. She's a home care nurse by profession, and most of her patients are incontinent, so she deals with it every day and doesn't have the same boundaries that most people would have. Unfortunately, I am in Europe and she is in the US, so our next romantic get-away will have to wait until the travel restrictions are lifted -- or until she can get enough time off to make a trip down to the condo I still maintain near Playa del Carmen, where both of us are allowed to travel.
    While we are waiting for the situation to change, she has agreed to try and find a time when we are on skype and her daughter is out of the house. She says that if we can hook up at such a time when she needs to go, she will turn the computer around and back up to it so I can see her in her panties and she will let go while I watch.
  17. Upvote
    dirtyoldman got a reaction from LeakLife in For those with messing fetishes, what do you like about it?   
    ROSALIE: My ex-wife was into it big time.
    What I liked about it: Bulging undies are incredibly cute and pretty. And being with a naughty girl was very arousing.
    What she liked about it: The feeling of being naughty and violating one of the most basic social taboos was a big turn on for her, and the feeling of a big thick load in her pants gave her orgasms.
    What I didn't like about it: The smell.
    What she didn't like about it: The squish when she had to sit down in the car, and the clean up.
    All things considered: She liked it better than wetting but didn't do it as often. Whenever she did it, I was hard as a rock all day long. She wasn't into diarrhea at all and never did it. The sight of bulging britches and bulging panties was always and always will be a major turn on for me. I might not be a fan of the smell and the clean up, but I would help any woman with that angle of it if she would really fill her pants.
    Favorite incident: We were walking down Polk Street in San Francisco in the rain. She was in a sweater, blue jeans, and everyday white nylon full briefs underneath. She said she had to go. I replied that it was only another ten minutes to the parking garage. I thought she would hold it till we got home. But then she stopped in front of a store window and pretended to look at the merchandise, and it took me a little while to realize that she was loading her panties. The rain kept most people off the streets and her raincoat covered her rear end sufficiently to hide what she had done, so she casually kept strolling down the street until we reached our car.
    PAMELA: I have written previously about my omo friend Pamela. While we were skyping recently, she agreed that one our next romantic get-away, she would load her undies for me. She's a home care nurse by profession, and most of her patients are incontinent, so she deals with it every day and doesn't have the same boundaries that most people would have. Unfortunately, I am in Europe and she is in the US, so our next romantic get-away will have to wait until the travel restrictions are lifted -- or until she can get enough time off to make a trip down to the condo I still maintain near Playa del Carmen, where both of us are allowed to travel.
    While we are waiting for the situation to change, she has agreed to try and find a time when we are on skype and her daughter is out of the house. She says that if we can hook up at such a time when she needs to go, she will turn the computer around and back up to it so I can see her in her panties and she will let go while I watch.
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    dirtyoldman got a reaction from LeakLife in For those with messing fetishes, what do you like about it?   
    ROSALIE: My ex-wife was into it big time.
    What I liked about it: Bulging undies are incredibly cute and pretty. And being with a naughty girl was very arousing.
    What she liked about it: The feeling of being naughty and violating one of the most basic social taboos was a big turn on for her, and the feeling of a big thick load in her pants gave her orgasms.
    What I didn't like about it: The smell.
    What she didn't like about it: The squish when she had to sit down in the car, and the clean up.
    All things considered: She liked it better than wetting but didn't do it as often. Whenever she did it, I was hard as a rock all day long. She wasn't into diarrhea at all and never did it. The sight of bulging britches and bulging panties was always and always will be a major turn on for me. I might not be a fan of the smell and the clean up, but I would help any woman with that angle of it if she would really fill her pants.
    Favorite incident: We were walking down Polk Street in San Francisco in the rain. She was in a sweater, blue jeans, and everyday white nylon full briefs underneath. She said she had to go. I replied that it was only another ten minutes to the parking garage. I thought she would hold it till we got home. But then she stopped in front of a store window and pretended to look at the merchandise, and it took me a little while to realize that she was loading her panties. The rain kept most people off the streets and her raincoat covered her rear end sufficiently to hide what she had done, so she casually kept strolling down the street until we reached our car.
    PAMELA: I have written previously about my omo friend Pamela. While we were skyping recently, she agreed that one our next romantic get-away, she would load her undies for me. She's a home care nurse by profession, and most of her patients are incontinent, so she deals with it every day and doesn't have the same boundaries that most people would have. Unfortunately, I am in Europe and she is in the US, so our next romantic get-away will have to wait until the travel restrictions are lifted -- or until she can get enough time off to make a trip down to the condo I still maintain near Playa del Carmen, where both of us are allowed to travel.
    While we are waiting for the situation to change, she has agreed to try and find a time when we are on skype and her daughter is out of the house. She says that if we can hook up at such a time when she needs to go, she will turn the computer around and back up to it so I can see her in her panties and she will let go while I watch.
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    dirtyoldman got a reaction from ILoveOmorashi in Omorashi in India   
    For an Indian wetting that isn't sad or humiliating, try this story of a controversial contestant who wet her pants as part of a "Big Boss" contest on public TV and didn't give a damn.
    ttps://www.huffingtonpost.in/2016/10/22/bigg-boss-contestant-priyanka-jagga-urinates-in-her-pants-on-nat_a_21589435/
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    dirtyoldman reacted to sunita in Omorashi in India   
    Indian here, with plenty of stories and experiences
    I too had chats with Ranganath, Rexone.
    Nice meeting u zuorsara.
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    dirtyoldman got a reaction from nwohdeh in A Beautiful Sighting   
    It was the Fourth of July. For those of you who are not from the US, that is our national American holiday. It is commonly celebrated with parties, especially of the backyard barbecue variety. I had gone to a friend’s house to pick up some things for my mother, and I found myself stuck in holiday traffic on the way home. I needed a break from it all, and pulled into a roadside rest stop near San Clemente, California. I got out of the car and did a few stretches to loosen my weary bones.
    I watched as a car pulled into one of the few remaining parking spots. A man and a woman were inside. The woman was driving. She hopped out of the car and headed for the women’s restroom. I could tell that she was full-on desperate. It would have drawn a lot of attention if she had burst into a run, but she was walking as fast as she possibly could, biting her lip, hands clenched. She was Hispanic, mid-thirties, with a slightly pudgy figure and glasses which couldn’t conceal the fact that her face was very attractive. She was dressed entirely in white, and the fabric of her blouse and pants was almost but not quite like a nurse’s uniform. Whatever sort of barbecue she had been to, it must have been a VERY adult affair, because her clothes were entirely see-through, and I was able to see every stitch of her bra and everyday white nylon panties. In that attire, I doubt if she would have left the car in such a crowded venue if she hadn’t been hopelessly desperate for a bathroom.
    I sat down on a bench and relaxed. I have always had a passion for ladies in lingerie, so I figured I would get another look at her when she came out of the bathroom. I waited, and after a few minutes, she emerged. The expression on her face was grim. She was walking just as fast as she had walked before, and her eyes were fixed on the ground, reluctant to meet the eyes of others.
    I could see that that her crotch was soaking wet!
    I had watched her closely when she headed for the bathroom, feasting my eyes on her panties, so I knew she hadn’t been wet in the beginning; she hadn’t spilled a soft drink on herself in the car. I wondered if perhaps she had turned the bathroom faucet on with too much force to wash her hands and had splashed herself in front. But as she passed by me, I could see that she was wet in back as well, from her butt down to her knees; a faucet couldn’t have caused all that. I could think of only one explanation: she had made it to the bathroom door in time, as I had seen, but she hadn’t made it all the way to the toilet (and the rest stop was so crowded that there had probably been a line). She was a gorgeous sight indeed!
    She got into her car, and she was so rattled that she nearly backed right into another car that was entering the rest stop, but pulled away just in time. The guy in the passenger seat was smiling. I would have smiled too!
    All things considered, it was a great holiday!
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    dirtyoldman got a reaction from nwohdeh in A Beautiful Sighting   
    It was the Fourth of July. For those of you who are not from the US, that is our national American holiday. It is commonly celebrated with parties, especially of the backyard barbecue variety. I had gone to a friend’s house to pick up some things for my mother, and I found myself stuck in holiday traffic on the way home. I needed a break from it all, and pulled into a roadside rest stop near San Clemente, California. I got out of the car and did a few stretches to loosen my weary bones.
    I watched as a car pulled into one of the few remaining parking spots. A man and a woman were inside. The woman was driving. She hopped out of the car and headed for the women’s restroom. I could tell that she was full-on desperate. It would have drawn a lot of attention if she had burst into a run, but she was walking as fast as she possibly could, biting her lip, hands clenched. She was Hispanic, mid-thirties, with a slightly pudgy figure and glasses which couldn’t conceal the fact that her face was very attractive. She was dressed entirely in white, and the fabric of her blouse and pants was almost but not quite like a nurse’s uniform. Whatever sort of barbecue she had been to, it must have been a VERY adult affair, because her clothes were entirely see-through, and I was able to see every stitch of her bra and everyday white nylon panties. In that attire, I doubt if she would have left the car in such a crowded venue if she hadn’t been hopelessly desperate for a bathroom.
    I sat down on a bench and relaxed. I have always had a passion for ladies in lingerie, so I figured I would get another look at her when she came out of the bathroom. I waited, and after a few minutes, she emerged. The expression on her face was grim. She was walking just as fast as she had walked before, and her eyes were fixed on the ground, reluctant to meet the eyes of others.
    I could see that that her crotch was soaking wet!
    I had watched her closely when she headed for the bathroom, feasting my eyes on her panties, so I knew she hadn’t been wet in the beginning; she hadn’t spilled a soft drink on herself in the car. I wondered if perhaps she had turned the bathroom faucet on with too much force to wash her hands and had splashed herself in front. But as she passed by me, I could see that she was wet in back as well, from her butt down to her knees; a faucet couldn’t have caused all that. I could think of only one explanation: she had made it to the bathroom door in time, as I had seen, but she hadn’t made it all the way to the toilet (and the rest stop was so crowded that there had probably been a line). She was a gorgeous sight indeed!
    She got into her car, and she was so rattled that she nearly backed right into another car that was entering the rest stop, but pulled away just in time. The guy in the passenger seat was smiling. I would have smiled too!
    All things considered, it was a great holiday!
  23. Upvote
    dirtyoldman got a reaction from nwohdeh in A Beautiful Sighting   
    It was the Fourth of July. For those of you who are not from the US, that is our national American holiday. It is commonly celebrated with parties, especially of the backyard barbecue variety. I had gone to a friend’s house to pick up some things for my mother, and I found myself stuck in holiday traffic on the way home. I needed a break from it all, and pulled into a roadside rest stop near San Clemente, California. I got out of the car and did a few stretches to loosen my weary bones.
    I watched as a car pulled into one of the few remaining parking spots. A man and a woman were inside. The woman was driving. She hopped out of the car and headed for the women’s restroom. I could tell that she was full-on desperate. It would have drawn a lot of attention if she had burst into a run, but she was walking as fast as she possibly could, biting her lip, hands clenched. She was Hispanic, mid-thirties, with a slightly pudgy figure and glasses which couldn’t conceal the fact that her face was very attractive. She was dressed entirely in white, and the fabric of her blouse and pants was almost but not quite like a nurse’s uniform. Whatever sort of barbecue she had been to, it must have been a VERY adult affair, because her clothes were entirely see-through, and I was able to see every stitch of her bra and everyday white nylon panties. In that attire, I doubt if she would have left the car in such a crowded venue if she hadn’t been hopelessly desperate for a bathroom.
    I sat down on a bench and relaxed. I have always had a passion for ladies in lingerie, so I figured I would get another look at her when she came out of the bathroom. I waited, and after a few minutes, she emerged. The expression on her face was grim. She was walking just as fast as she had walked before, and her eyes were fixed on the ground, reluctant to meet the eyes of others.
    I could see that that her crotch was soaking wet!
    I had watched her closely when she headed for the bathroom, feasting my eyes on her panties, so I knew she hadn’t been wet in the beginning; she hadn’t spilled a soft drink on herself in the car. I wondered if perhaps she had turned the bathroom faucet on with too much force to wash her hands and had splashed herself in front. But as she passed by me, I could see that she was wet in back as well, from her butt down to her knees; a faucet couldn’t have caused all that. I could think of only one explanation: she had made it to the bathroom door in time, as I had seen, but she hadn’t made it all the way to the toilet (and the rest stop was so crowded that there had probably been a line). She was a gorgeous sight indeed!
    She got into her car, and she was so rattled that she nearly backed right into another car that was entering the rest stop, but pulled away just in time. The guy in the passenger seat was smiling. I would have smiled too!
    All things considered, it was a great holiday!
  24. Upvote
    dirtyoldman got a reaction from nwohdeh in A Beautiful Sighting   
    It was the Fourth of July. For those of you who are not from the US, that is our national American holiday. It is commonly celebrated with parties, especially of the backyard barbecue variety. I had gone to a friend’s house to pick up some things for my mother, and I found myself stuck in holiday traffic on the way home. I needed a break from it all, and pulled into a roadside rest stop near San Clemente, California. I got out of the car and did a few stretches to loosen my weary bones.
    I watched as a car pulled into one of the few remaining parking spots. A man and a woman were inside. The woman was driving. She hopped out of the car and headed for the women’s restroom. I could tell that she was full-on desperate. It would have drawn a lot of attention if she had burst into a run, but she was walking as fast as she possibly could, biting her lip, hands clenched. She was Hispanic, mid-thirties, with a slightly pudgy figure and glasses which couldn’t conceal the fact that her face was very attractive. She was dressed entirely in white, and the fabric of her blouse and pants was almost but not quite like a nurse’s uniform. Whatever sort of barbecue she had been to, it must have been a VERY adult affair, because her clothes were entirely see-through, and I was able to see every stitch of her bra and everyday white nylon panties. In that attire, I doubt if she would have left the car in such a crowded venue if she hadn’t been hopelessly desperate for a bathroom.
    I sat down on a bench and relaxed. I have always had a passion for ladies in lingerie, so I figured I would get another look at her when she came out of the bathroom. I waited, and after a few minutes, she emerged. The expression on her face was grim. She was walking just as fast as she had walked before, and her eyes were fixed on the ground, reluctant to meet the eyes of others.
    I could see that that her crotch was soaking wet!
    I had watched her closely when she headed for the bathroom, feasting my eyes on her panties, so I knew she hadn’t been wet in the beginning; she hadn’t spilled a soft drink on herself in the car. I wondered if perhaps she had turned the bathroom faucet on with too much force to wash her hands and had splashed herself in front. But as she passed by me, I could see that she was wet in back as well, from her butt down to her knees; a faucet couldn’t have caused all that. I could think of only one explanation: she had made it to the bathroom door in time, as I had seen, but she hadn’t made it all the way to the toilet (and the rest stop was so crowded that there had probably been a line). She was a gorgeous sight indeed!
    She got into her car, and she was so rattled that she nearly backed right into another car that was entering the rest stop, but pulled away just in time. The guy in the passenger seat was smiling. I would have smiled too!
    All things considered, it was a great holiday!
  25. Upvote
    dirtyoldman got a reaction from nwohdeh in A Beautiful Sighting   
    It was the Fourth of July. For those of you who are not from the US, that is our national American holiday. It is commonly celebrated with parties, especially of the backyard barbecue variety. I had gone to a friend’s house to pick up some things for my mother, and I found myself stuck in holiday traffic on the way home. I needed a break from it all, and pulled into a roadside rest stop near San Clemente, California. I got out of the car and did a few stretches to loosen my weary bones.
    I watched as a car pulled into one of the few remaining parking spots. A man and a woman were inside. The woman was driving. She hopped out of the car and headed for the women’s restroom. I could tell that she was full-on desperate. It would have drawn a lot of attention if she had burst into a run, but she was walking as fast as she possibly could, biting her lip, hands clenched. She was Hispanic, mid-thirties, with a slightly pudgy figure and glasses which couldn’t conceal the fact that her face was very attractive. She was dressed entirely in white, and the fabric of her blouse and pants was almost but not quite like a nurse’s uniform. Whatever sort of barbecue she had been to, it must have been a VERY adult affair, because her clothes were entirely see-through, and I was able to see every stitch of her bra and everyday white nylon panties. In that attire, I doubt if she would have left the car in such a crowded venue if she hadn’t been hopelessly desperate for a bathroom.
    I sat down on a bench and relaxed. I have always had a passion for ladies in lingerie, so I figured I would get another look at her when she came out of the bathroom. I waited, and after a few minutes, she emerged. The expression on her face was grim. She was walking just as fast as she had walked before, and her eyes were fixed on the ground, reluctant to meet the eyes of others.
    I could see that that her crotch was soaking wet!
    I had watched her closely when she headed for the bathroom, feasting my eyes on her panties, so I knew she hadn’t been wet in the beginning; she hadn’t spilled a soft drink on herself in the car. I wondered if perhaps she had turned the bathroom faucet on with too much force to wash her hands and had splashed herself in front. But as she passed by me, I could see that she was wet in back as well, from her butt down to her knees; a faucet couldn’t have caused all that. I could think of only one explanation: she had made it to the bathroom door in time, as I had seen, but she hadn’t made it all the way to the toilet (and the rest stop was so crowded that there had probably been a line). She was a gorgeous sight indeed!
    She got into her car, and she was so rattled that she nearly backed right into another car that was entering the rest stop, but pulled away just in time. The guy in the passenger seat was smiling. I would have smiled too!
    All things considered, it was a great holiday!
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