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Omolily

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  1. I’ve written before about my holding and wetting experiences, which my girlfriend has sometimes been involved in. Recently though, she got really involved... We were just chilling, watching tv curled up on the couch. I was wearing a red top and black shorts, she had a pale blue top on (that I could see her white bra through) and grey yoga pants. After a bit, she announced that she needed to pee. My heart gave a little flutter but not much-people need the toilet all the time. Then she said “Or maybe...I could hold it”. My heart didn’t flutter, it practically erupted out of my chest. “I think that sounds like a great idea” I said. She settled back down and we carried on watching tv. After a bit longer she started fidgeting, just a little bit. “Everything ok?” I asked her and she nodded, but kept fidgeting. I had my arm round her at this point and casually moved it so it lay across her front. I could feel how hard her bladder was already-she must have needed to pee more than she was letting on. After a bit longer, she was really wriggling. I asked if I should get some towels and she nodded again, so I got some and put them on the floor. She sat down on them, leaning against the couch, still wriggling. I was getting so excited (and maybe a bit horny...) A bit more time passed. To be honest, I was impressed by her stamina at this point. I asked her if she was ok again and she nodded, but then gasped “I don’t know if I can hold much longer” she said. I suggested she stand up and she did, but she stumbled on the towel and with the jolt she gave a little gasp and a wet spot appeared on her leggings. She tensed for a second, then sighed and relaxed and the wet spot quickly grew into a big patch, which spread down her legs until a little waterfall was cascading onto the towel. Her face had this enormous look of relief on it. After a few minutes, the waterfall subsided and she looked at me (now very horny and smiled). She stood me up and put my hand gently onto her wet crotch. Then her hand found it’s way to mine (wet for very different reasons) and...well... we both enjoyed what came next...
  2. A story from a few days ago that I wanted to share. I woke up and was immediately aware of a strong ache in my bladder. Not overwhelming, but I definitely needed to go. However, my girlfriend was away for the weekend and I wanted to have some fun, so I thought I’d see how far through my normal morning routine I could go without peeing. (Spoiler:not far). I got out of bed, wearing my cute pink pyjamas and went downstairs for breakfast. This was the first challenge. I always start the day with a cup of coffee. I wanted to have as “normal” a day as possible, so I proceeded as usual. All the time I was very aware of the water. As I filled the coffee machine, my bladder ache got worse, my mind constantly on the flow of water. As the water poured into the cup, I was very aware of the liquid currently sloshing around inside me, wanting to escape and I started bouncing up and down in a little pee-dance. I sat down to watch tv with my coffee and breakfast and the urge got stronger and stronger. Once I had finished an agonising breakfast, I knew I needed to have a shower. This was going to be an even bigger challenge. Already, my poor bladder was feeling the strain of the coffee as well as everything from the night before. As I pee-danced up the stairs I felt a few dribbles leak into my panties, and clenched hard to stop it, sticking my hand in my crotch for added support. in the bathroom, I tried to bend over as little as possible as I took my pyjamas and (now damp) panties off. I stepped gingerly into the shower, bladder screaming for relief and turned it on. As soon as that stream of warm water hit me, I knew that was it. No matter how much willpower I had, I couldn’t hold it. The dribbles from before turned into spurts as my bladder gave in and I desperately tried to regain control. Soon I realised that was it, though, and just relaxes. Stood under the warm, flowing water, mixing with my pee as is cascaded into the bottom of the shower, the relief was incredible. I had been holding that since the previous evening, and boy did it feel good! (So good in fact, that afterwards I had some quiet time with my vibrator for a very different kind of relief!). Stood in that shower, it felt like the world stopped for a moment as my pee became one with the water and my poor, aching bladder finally had its moment. i hope you enjoyed my story!
  3. Oh, she knows... ;-) With socks, otherwise they rub my feet
  4. A few weekends ago, I needed to do some gardening. To set the scene, it was a normal day, I was well-hydrated but hadn’t needed to pee much (yet!). Obviously, doing the gardening, I was just in casual clothes. Blue bra and T-shirt. Loose dress with white panties underneath and an old pair of sneakers. So, I was outside doing the gardening. And I started to get a bit of a twinge in my bladder. I was busy, so I thought nothing of it. As I moved around the garden, it slowly got worse until it was really quite uncomfortable. I enjoy gardening and I was having a relaxing morning, so I didn’t want to interrupt it. But my bladder was getting really distracting. I considered my situation. I’m outside, in my fairly private garden. I need to pee (quite noticeably by this point). I’ve got a loose-fitting skirt on. It was like fate. So, I arranged my skirt for minimal mess. Then I just relaxed. It still takes a bit of time for me to wet unless I’m in the shower or something, so I had to really relax. But then a felt a few drops wet my panties. Then a few more. Then it became spurts and my panties were soaked and it started going through onto the grass. Soon there was a waterfall between my legs. It didn’t last long, but it felt so good! Once I was all done, I had a quick look to assess the damage. My panties were soaked, my sneakers had a few splashes on them but my skirt was mostly dry. I love the feeling of wet panties, so I just carried on gardening. And if I felt that little twinge, I just relaxed for a few minutes and warned my panties up a bit! (PS: I’m not sure how much my girlfriend, who was in the house at the time and knows about my omo habits, saw, but she rolled her eyes at me when I got back in the house and suggested it might be time to do some laundry).
  5. So, I’ll set the scene: I’d had a busy day at work and it was quite warm, so I’d been drinking a lot and not had timee to go to the toilet much. But it was supposed to thunderstorm in the afternoon so as soon as I was done, I rushed home hoping to miss the rain (I walk home and didn’t have an umbrella). For context, I was wearing a black top and bra, jeans and black panties with black shoes. And, as I say, no umbrella or waterproof. So, I left work quite quickly, hoping to avoid the rain. It didn’t work. Only a few minutes after I left, it started raining torrentially. This had two main effects, Firstly, I got soaked through pretty quick. Secondly, it reminded my of the amount of water I had drunk that day and of the growing urge in my bladder. I hadn’t thought about it as I left work, but now it was getting hard to ignore. I hoped that I would be able to ignore it, but by the time I was halfway home, I was very aware of it and didn’t think I’d make it home. So I weighed up my options and had a naughty idea. I was already soaked, so no one would notice a bit more liquid... I don’t wet in public very often, so it took a bit of courage to work up to this (the now painful ache in my bladder helped). I was also a bit excited. Slowing down slightly to make relaxing easier, I tried to look as normal as everyone else, and just let out a little dribble into my panties. The warmth of the pee in my rain-soaked clothes sent a shiver of excitement up my spine. I let out a little more. Then a little more. From the outside, nothing changed but I could feel the warmth gathering around my crotch and then down my legs. Eventually I was full on peeing, with people walking past me completely unaware. My heart was racing with excitement and relief. I finished peeing a few minutes from home and just enjoyed walking home in my pee-soaked jeans in front of so many oblivious people!
  6. This is my first time posting, so please go easy on me. Ive been into omo for a while and my girlfriend knows this. She isn’t as interested, But she likes to play along sometimes. We make a cute couple, I’m about 5’3, average build with long ginger hair. She is 5’4 with shorter black hair. This happened about a week ago. We were chatting over breakfast at the weekend and I excused myself to go to the bathroom. I wasn’t desperate, maybe 5/10, but it was a little distracting and we were having a nice conversation. She caught my wrist as I left, saying I needed the toilet. “No you don’t” she said, “good girls don’t need the toilet”. It took me a second but I realised what she was saying. I nodded, “you’re right, I’m a good girl” I said. After breakfast, excited by the prospect of things to come, I changed out of my pyjamas into a black bra and panties, with a black top and grey leggings (really cute to wet in). By this point I was maybe 6/10, it was getting very uncomfortable but I could wait a while longer. i went back downstairs where my girlfriend had started up a video game. We could play together, so I grabbed a glass of water and a controller and joined her, sipping water every now and again. Soon though, the urge was getting difficult to control. I crossed my legs and clenched my muscles, but it was still tough. Being desperate was also making me horny, which wasn’t helping. My girlfriend noticed and made a point of going to the bathroom at that point. The thought of her peeing while I couldn’t was torture! She brought back some towels and put them on the floor in front of my “just in case my good girl has an accident” she said. After playing for a while longer, the water (plus the drink I had at breakfast) was catching up with me, as I only have a small bladder. I was at a solid 9/10 and had to give up the game and grab my crotch to try to keep control, squirming loads. My hand in that area and the monster desperation while my girlfriend was watching made me throb down there for reasons that weren’t just the desperation to pee. My girlfriend played the game for a bit longer, looking over occasionally and smiling at my desperation. She definitely knew how horny I was as well. Then she stopped and looked at me. “I think my good girl should stand on her towel “ she said. Obediently I got up and stood on the towel she had arranged, squirming on the spot, so desperate now that I could feel a wet patch under my fingers. “Good girls don’t hold themselves like that” she said and I reluctantly moved my hands away, clenching my muscles tight but I could see the dark spot on my leggings begin to grow. “Oh dear” she said, we need to do something about that”. Then she came up behind me, put her arms around me and pushed hard in my bladder. I had no chance. My muscles gave in and the flood gates opened. I could feel the warmth flooding down my leggings and onto the towel, my girlfriend’s arms around me gently stroking my belly. The relief was incredible. “Bad girl” my girlfriend whispered. But then, knowing how horny I was, she slipped her fingers lower, into my panties and got to work. I was so horny already that I climaxed so quickly, waves of pleasure cascading through me (including down my damp legs). Eventually, when everything finished, we cleaned up and I had a shower. I’m already looking forward to next time!
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