ellamarie

i’m the biggest swiftie you’ll ever meet, and everyone i know would confirm that lmao

Oh. My. God. Last weekend an actual fantasy come true. I got to watch my boyfriend wet himself. And now I need to write about it. So we've been together for about a month, and we were seeing each other casually for another month before that. We've been pretty open about our sexual boundaries, kinks, turn ons, etc. from the beginning, but it wasn't until we became official that I told him about my omo kink. He didn't quite understand it, but he was supportive and curious. He was never judgmental or condescending as he asked questions and listened intently to my answers. He was genuinely eager to learn more. Initially he said he would be ok with teasing/degrading me about wetting myself but not do it himself, nor would he come into physical contact with piss. However, a couple weeks ago he said, "If I wet myself will you buy me pokemon cards?" to which I responded, "Um, YES!" I didn't think he was serious, though, until he brought it up again a couple days later. He told me he meant it. I insisted that he only do it if he felt 100% comfortable. If the only reason he was doing it was to get pokemon cards, I didn't want him to do it. I would never want to put him in a situation he didn't want to be in, and I made sure to assure him that it was absolutely alright if he didn't want to wet himself. His birthday is coming up, and even if it wasn't, I would buy him pokemon cards if he really wanted them without him having to do anything in return. But he insisted he had thought it through and was comfortable with it. He genuinely wanted to try wetting himself for me. I could have cried. So we made a plan. Two of his roommates would be gone that weekend, and he told the third to stay in his room during the evening. He would use the bathroom once before leaving work in the mid-afternoon and then not again until I got to his house. He also made sure to drink a lot of water leading up to my arrival. Before I left he texted me that he was already feeling it a little bit, which made me even more excited than I already was. When I got there I made him refill his water bottle, set a timer, and told him that's how long he had to drink the contents of the bottle. We then continued hanging out for another hour or so until he said it was time to move into the bathroom (he was going to do it in the shower to eliminate mess). So he changed into the pants he had decided to wear and we made our way into the bathroom. He stepped in the shower and I sat on the toilet watching him. He didn't squirm, didn't grab at his crotch, just stood bracing himself with both arms on the shower walls. I could see him using all of his focus to hold it in. I decided to be a little cruel and press on his bladder every few minutes, and I squeezed his dick a couple times. Hearing him plead, "Oh, no, please not again" as I made my way towards him after already pressing on his bladder a couple times was SO hot... After about twenty minutes, a dribble started. I commanded him to stop, and surprisingly, he did, but it seemed to take a lot of effort. After a couple more minutes, he couldn't hold it anymore and the floodgates opened. I got to watch my boyfriend stand there and helplessly, completely drench his jeans. He looked humiliated and like he couldn't quite believe what he'd just done. He let me take some pictures before stripping off his jeans to reveal his red boxers, also drenched and very hot, which he also took off immediately after I took pictures. I went to the basement to toss his wet clothes in the wash while he started taking a shower which I would then join. I'm sure you can imagine what we got up to next. 😉 Idk if anyone will even read this, but it was fun to write and a million times more fun to experience! And he said he's willing to do it again at some point (YAY!!!), so maybe I'll write about that too. Who knows!?

i used to think i was a lesbian, but a few months ago realized i'm actually bi when i met the guy who became my (now ex) boyfriend. i hate to sound like those homophobic pricks who say "you just have to find the right man", but sometimes it is true that you don't realize your sexuality until you've had an experience that triggers the realization. it sounds like this might be that experience for you. i know how confusing and difficult it can be to be unsure of your sexuality, but as long as you are happy in your current relationship, that's what matters most. if you end up breaking up and exploring with men, great! if you stay with your girlfriend forever, also great! just do whatever you feel like you need to do in order to be the happiest and healthiest version of yourself you can be 🙂

One of my college friends told me about a time when she was driving home from work and wet herself in her car. Apparently she had been drinking a lot and hadn't taken a break at work to go. She made it home, but sitting in the car in the driveway she realized that if she moved at all she would pee, so she just let it go. I tried to press for details but I didn't want to seem too eager or interested, so that's all I know.