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ciceroman

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About ciceroman

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  • My pronouns are..
    he/him

My Kinks

  • I'm into..
    Bedwetting
    Diapers
    Hyper wetting
    Watersports
    Messing

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  1. That! Is hot! Thank you for sharing. Now my mind is racing around joyfully, passionately, totally and desperately wetting my pants. I'll be holding now for the rest of the day. Until I can't hold it anymore - wherever I'll be then.
  2. My most desperate flight Hey there. I'd love to share a story I reported some years ago, first published on my tumblr page, when tumblr was still alive. I think it's time to revive it here for you. The story is written from the perspective some years ago - before COVID hit the world. So, this chapter happened a few weeks ago. I had been on a business trip to another continent. And the flight back home was heavily delayed (which in fact would probably make it impossible for me to get the connecting flight... at least I thought it would). And because it wasn’t totally
  3. Yes, absolutely. Sometimes I wondered whether this might qualify as an actual addiction. There are days these thoughts dominate just everything. I HAVE to go in my pants sometimes. I NEED to be naughty from time to time. And there are times I can keep these longings at bay... but there are also times (like this day) I feel this moment, this mood coming, where I just can't resist anymore. Whew! Ohhhh, yes, the cleanup is a major drawback, to be honest. Which adds to the pleasure for me. Because I'm even more excited, when I know, that I cause real damage (or at least a lot of wor
  4. Hello Omorashi-World, I'd like to tell you of last night. A short disclaimer: besides totally wetting myself, I also did #2 in my pants. For those of you who don't like that, I've hid these parts within "spoilers" areas. So you don't have to read them. Yesterday was something strange. It was like I was building up the mood for many days running, sometimes wearing pull-ups during the day, sometimes wetting a little in my pants while working (homeoffice makes it possible), reading many omo-related stories and feeling naughtier every day. Some days ago I've renewed the protective
  5. Yes, earning trust is very important. And thinking of all these moments and memories I noticed something else that may have helped me. When I was younger, the simple thought of anyone else knowing that I purposely peed into my pants when I was alone was absolute and pure nightmare horror. And some part of me was absolutely sure, that my girlfriend would break up the very evening I confessed my fetish to her. I could not possibly imagine, that anyone could and would accept this. With the experience of her not only accepting it but in contrary taking this huge step towards me, encourag
  6. So, then I met my actual girlfriend some months ago. It took some weeks for us to get in contact, and again some weeks to recognise the attraction of each other. I thought she wasn't interested in me - she thought the same. Although we already had very deep conversations. So one day we had kissed for the first time and some weeks later had our first sex. Many weeks went by, while I hid my omorashi-side completely from her. And I really wasn't sure whether I would tell her at all. The last experience had made me veeeery cautious. But it was something about her she told me, that showed
  7. Some years ago I met a woman. We were really in love in a short time. In fact it was a little too fast. I told her about my fetish only some weeks into the relationship and she was not thrilled at all. She said, she won't do any of the sorts. Although she was fine with me doing whatever I like, as long as I'm alone. She didn't want to have anything to do with it. The relationship didn't last very long and for the first time since I dared to tell anyone I felt humiliated afterwards. I felt unclean, gross and even a little disturbed. It was a heavy blow to my self-confidence. After the brea
  8. Again some years passed. Years in which I was very lonely. There was a girl interested in me but she lived far away and I wasn't ready for a long-distance relationship. However we met some times. It became a long-distance-affair also with long distances on the time-scale. Although not really in a relationship, we were close on an emotional level. We talked on the phone very much. It became more some kind of friendship with the strange arrangement of having sex when we met. And some day we talked about sexual desires, special sexual interests. She brought up this topic and she
  9. After the breakup there came an unsteady time in my life. Many affairs, sometimes a f+, some ONS. Nothing really deep, nothing really lasting. I did fall in love quite some times but it never lasted long. I made one really, really bad experience. There was a girl I fell in love with. And in my excitement I didn't think at all, whether she could be one to be trusted with such a secret. So I told her very early on in the relationship. She was a bit taken aback and hid her disgust. However some weeks later when she did break up she added (after the words, that I would not be masculine enough
  10. A year later I met my new girlfriend. It was my third long relationship. It took quite some time after our first date that we finally considered us being in a relationship due to heavy stress in my life. But since we found together not the normal way, we felt more and differently connected. There had always been some special layer of trust between us. Perhaps because she had seen me in very weak moments. Moments I would be totally ashamed of, when anybody had seen me then. Nothing sexual. So, there she was, a wonderful young woman. A woman I could trust with my life. She would be there wh
  11. After the breakup which left me really devastated I had some kind of friendship+ with a fellow student. She had had an ugly breakup herself just weeks before so we were some kind of a match. After my really good experiences with my girlfriend before one day I decided to also tell her. She was not that much impressed by being trusted. In fact she laughed at it a little, but got a grip on herself, after noticing that it had hurt me. I don't remember the exact day and circumstances when I told her, but I remember her not being so thrilled by the thought of peeing her pants. From this da
  12. Hey everyone, I've seen this question quite a lot about to tell your bf/gf and how to do so. So I've decided to share my personal experiences with this. My second girlfriend. We were together for some months, when I was hit by an exceptionally strong wave of omorashi-needs (sometimes there were months and months without any interest in it). I came home from work and was so desperately longing for a piss in my jeans that I straight went into the shower, peed myself and showered fully clothed. Since I was still living at my parents house these days, I invented a story for my par
  13. This topic comes up quite often. I've decided to create a new topic upon this on its own with my own experiences with telling my girlfriend(s) about my fetish. Update: here it is
  14. I promise this is real. As a sidenote for you, yes, this omo-experience was incredibly awesome. However, this relationship is everything but perfect. But when I only tell about these moments, of course it sounds awesome! We really are in love with each other but without going into detail too much the circumstances are quite difficult. Oh and she was wearing some black semitransparent lace-panty. I don't really remember the exact shape, since I took it off of her together with her jeans.
  15. Hello Everyone, I'd like to share the events of a special day some weeks ago. Some things for the background: I've got a new girlfriend since some months and I dared to tell her about omorashi and my love for wet pants. Luckily she was not freaked out - quite contrary she was intrigued. Mostly, because I am so turned on by this, but also curious about the feeling itself. Since we're madly in love we have quite a lot of sex (vanilla sex mostly), eventually causing her to catch a mild cystitis, which she battled by drinking until the tap was empty. So, on this day her bladder was
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