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  1. Definitely not one of my better ones, but here it is. Jenny opened the door and entered the house from the garage. She had just gotten home from a class and was excited to spend the rest of the evening with Megan and Katy for family game night. She walked into the living room and found Megan, her lover, laying on her stomach with a board game in front of her. It was clear she was in the middle of a game with Katy, her daughter, but Katy was not in the room. "Hey, how was class?" Megan asked. "Meh, the usual. Professor Whitman is really good at breaking things down, but the material is just so boring." Jenny said as she set her backpack down near the hallway entrance. "Where's Katy?" "Bathroom." Megan said as she started to get up. When she lifted herself off the floor, Jenny saw that the front of her jeans was soaked and there was a large wet spot on the carpet where she had just been laying. From the glistening and how tiny streaks shot downward, it was clear that Megan had just finished peeing herself seconds before. She walked over to Jenny and embraced her in a hug, then gave her a quick but passionate kiss on the lips. Jenny reached down and felt Megan's crotch. Her hand instantly became soaked with Megan's pee. Megan just smiled at her. They heard the toilet flush and Megan put her finger over her mouth and said quietly "shhh" then quickly went and laid back down covering the wet spot on the carpet. Jenny snickered at the idea that the 10 year old was the one who went to the toilet like a big girl and her mom was the one who'd wet herself, albeit, on purpose. After washing her hands, Katy came into the room and said "You're turn mom!" "I don't need to go." Megan said matter-of-factly. "What? No, I mean your turn in the game silly!" Katy said as she threw her arms around Jenny. "Are you going to play with us?" She asked. "Of course!" Jenny replied, returning the hug. She joined them on the floor but had to wait until the next round to join the game, so she just sat with her legs crossed and watched. As soon as she was comfortable, she relaxed and started to pee in her jeans. Katy noticed and said jokingly "You need potty training!" "So do you!" Jenny replied, also jokingly. "Psh! I just went to the toilet!" Katy said as she moved her piece on the board. "Psh! Only because you got in trouble! What was it again?" Jenny said playfully while tapping her chin with one finger. Katy's face flushed and she said with slight solemn "I peed my pants at school again." Jenny glanced down to see how large of a wet spot she'd made on the carpet and to momentarily admire her wet jeans, then she looked back at Katy and said "Yeah, so how long is your no-wetting punishment?" Katy looked at the clock on the wall, then back at Jenny "Until mid-night. That's like six hours away!" "Think you can last that long?" "You obviously can't!" Jenny gasped and smiled at the sharp reply. "I didn't get in trouble though!" "Yeah, well at least mom is still dry!" Katy retorted glancing at Megan. Megan stuck out her tongue at Jenny. Jenny bit her lip and resisted the urge to snicker. "Alright!" Jenny said standing up. "Let's have a contest!" She went into the kitchen and got three large 64 ounce water bottles from the cupboard and filled them up. She took them back into the living room and set one next to each of them. "You two have 30 minutes to drink the entire bottle, whoever wets themselves first loses!" Jenny shot a mischievous at Megan, who returned to her a look of unamusement. Jenny sat back down in her wet spot and started a 30 minute timer on her phone. Katy and Megan both began gulping water at regular intervals over the next half hour. Meanwhile Jenny casually sipped hers, intending to enlarge the wet spot she'd already made at some point during the evening. After the 30 minutes had elapsed, both Megan and Katy had finished their bottles as required by the contest. 60 minutes in, after several more rounds of the board game, Katy was starting to squirm. Megan, though her bladder was filling up, wasn't quite desperate yet. "Let's play a different game." Katy said. "Mom, you go pick one." "That's okay, you can pick the next one." Megan replied. "But it's your turn, I picked this one." Katy responded. "How about Jenny pick?" Megan suggested. "I wouldn't want to mess up the order!" Jenny exclaimed, trying will all her might to conceal the smile that tugged at the edges of her mouth. "You pick." She said back to Megan. There was a short pause. "Fine." Katy said, jumping to her feet. She quickly cleaned up the game and ran to the closet to pick another one. A moment later she came back with a different box and sat down. "Don't you have to go yet?" She asked her mom, squirming slightly as she removed the lid to the box. "A little. Are you going to last?" Megan asked. Katy looked nervously at the clock, then at Jenny. Jenny suddenly realized she had undermined Megan's punishment for Katy. She made a mental note to apologize to Megan later. "I think we should check!" Katy said standing back up. "See, I'm still dry!" She added turning around and back again. "Your turn mom!" "I'm good!" Megan said without moving. "You mean you're still dry?" Katy asked kneeling down squeezing her legs together. "Yep!" Megan chirped. Katy paused for a second. "Jenny, check her!" "What, you don't trust me!" Megan exclaimed with just a little too much enthusiasm. "I just want to be sure!" Katy responded. Jenny got up from her spot and crawled on all fours over to the dim corner where the lower half of Megan's body was. The carpet and her jeans were still damp from earlier, but there was no sign that Megan had peed again during the contest. Jenny admired Megan's cute butt for a moment while she debated ratting her out or not, then she crawled back to her spot. "Satisfied?" Megan asked before Jenny could speak. "Fine." Katy said as she finished setting up the game board, cards and pieces. Jenny, meanwhile, started to pee again and accomplished her goal of enlarging her wet spot on the carpet. Katy looked at her with envy for a moment. 30 minutes late, Katy was squirming bad while Megan still showed no signs. Finally Katy jumped and said "Oh my gosh! How are you not desperate right now!" After a moment of dancing in place holding herself, Katy trotted around the game board to check her mom. She gasped loudly. "Mom!" Katy announced sternly "You peed! It's almost dry, it must have been a while ago! You cheated!" Megan, now busted, could do nothing more to hide it. She rolled onto her side to reveal the damp patch of carpet underneath her, then she reached out and tickled her daughter until she peed herself (which was pretty quick). Jenny laughed heartily. "You knew!" Katy exclaimed to Jenny as she stood there soaking her jeans. Jenny nodded as she calmed her laughter. "Does this mean my punishment is over?" Katy asked carefully. "Yeah, you can wet yourself again." Megan conceded. "But what's the rule you broke?" "Only at home unless you give me permission." Katy droned. "Yep. Now let's play!" Megan said, rolling back onto her stomach. Katy returned to her spot and they started the game. Megan emptied her bladder into her jeans and the carpet during her first turn. It turned out to be a lot of urine and made her spot almost as large as Jenny's, until Jenny wet herself again later. They played and wet themselves the rest of the evening.
  2. Wet19

    Reusable diapers?

    I know fabric diapers are a thing. Does anyone have any experience with these? Do you have recommendations? I want these qualities, if possible: Won't leak on first use Discrete enough to wear under clothing Washable/reusable Can be ordered & is delivered in discrete packaging (like a generic Amazon box)
  3. *Ding dong* Stacy could hear the doorbell ring through the door as Mike pushed the button. Standing in the cold they could see their breaths in the slightly yellow porch light. The main door opened and Maryann greeted them as she opened the glass storm door. Kristin, Stacy and Mike's 4 year old daughter, was the first to enter the house, followed by her parents. "Welcome! Everyone's in the dining area. There's snacks on the counter and dinner will be done in about an hour." Maryann said as she closed the doors. Stacy, Mike and Kristin shed their winter layers. Kristin took off down the stairs with the other children while Stacy and Mike joined the adults in the dining area. Everyone was sat at the dining table. A game of Cards Against Humanity was already in progress. "Hey, good to see you bro!" Troy bellowed from the other end of the table as he stood up to hug Mike. Troy and Mike are brothers, and Maryann is Troy's wife. Friendly greetings went around the table as well as a promise to deal them in on the next round. Mike popped open a beer and took a seat at the table. Stacy watched the game for a minute, then she turned away and headed upstairs toward the bathroom. She reached the bathroom, but kept walking, straight past it into the master bedroom. She sat down on Maryann's side of the bed and slid back so that the backs of her calves were right up against the side of the mattress. She quickly glanced around to make sure she was alone, then she relaxed and released. Her crotch exploded with warmth as she began to pee her pants. She looked down and became turned on at the sight of the shiny black fabric of her leggings and the pee cascading in combination with the ecstatic feeling of her urine flowing. It pooled around her butt momentarily before soaking through the comforter, blankets, and sheets into the mattress. She could hear the faint hiss as her very full bladder forcefully expelled its contents into her panties and leggings. She involuntarily let out a sigh of relief as her bladder neared empty. She squeezed to empty as much as she could, then she squeezed again, and one more time until nothing more came out. She sat in her wetness and enjoyed it's warmth for a moment, resisting the temptation to pleasure herself, as she knew she would get some of that later from someone else. Stacy stood up. She glanced out the doorway, nobody in sight. She turned and admired her soaked butt in the full length mirror. Her leggings clearly showed the wetness at the moment, but it was fading fast. She stood there waiting for a minute, then looked again. Hardly noticeable. She headed back downstairs. The only seat not taken was a stool that had a fabric cushion on it. Stacy didn't want get the fabric cushion wet. "Another beer!" Mike said standing up from the wooden chair. Stacy took the opportunity to steal the wooden chair and Mike sat on the stool upon his return from the fridge. Maryann got up and tended to something in the oven in the kitchen. A few minutes later, Stacy glanced over to see Maryann heading upstairs. Stacy's heart started to beat a little faster, she started to sweat lightly and tremble. A moment later, Stacy's phone vibrated. It was a text message from Maryann: "Did you pee on my bed?!?" Stacy's stomach dropped, then she responded simply: "Yes" "Come up here" Maryann replied. Stacy sat for a moment trying not to tremble. A voice from across the table shook her back to life: "Are you okay Stacy?" She forced a smile and responded "Yeah I'm fine, just a...uh...odd message from a friend. I'm gonna go call them real quick." She set her cards down and left the table, trying to act casual as she headed upstairs. Maryann closed the door behind Stacy after she entered the master bedroom. Stacy heard the lock click. *SMACK* Stacy jumped, startled by Maryann slapping her butt. "Naughty girl." Maryann said with feigned sincerity. She grabbed Stacy's shirt and threw her on the bed. Stacy's hand landed right in the cold pee spot on the comforter. Maryann climbed onto the bed, straddling Stacy while she unbuttoned her blouse. She leaned down and joined her lips to Stacy's and they began to kiss. Stacy's arousal doubled when suddenly warm wetness was flooding over her legs and lower abdomen as Maryann peed her pants on top of Stacy. Stacy wrapped her arms around Maryann and pulled her closer. She nimbly unfastened Maryann's bra and they broke their kiss only long enough to toss it aside. Maryann pulled Stacy's shirt off and removed her bra as well. Their hands fondled each other's pee soaked butts and crotches as their breasts complemented each other. A minute later Maryann jumped up out of the bed. She quickly yanked off her pants and panties and tossed them aside. Stacy did the same. Maryann dug in a nightstand drawer for a moment and then produced a double ended dildo. Stacy smiled. She tossed it to Stacy, who immediately inserted it into herself. Maryann knelt on the edge of the bed and used her fingers as she watched Stacy use the dildo for a moment, then she positioned herself scissor style with Stacy and took the other end of the dildo into herself. They humped each other until both had orgasmed, trying as hard as they could to stay quiet. They laid together for a moment, then Maryann looked at the clock. "18 minutes. Think anyone noticed we were gone?" Maryann asked. "They will if the food burns, when do you have to take it out?" "Shit!" Maryann exclaimed, glancing at the clock again. "I have to take it out in three minutes." "Better get down there!" Stacy said rolling out of the bed. Maryann also got up and they both started to get dressed. Stacy put her wet panties and leggings back on. They were much more soaked now than they had been earlier, but remarkably it wasn't noticeable on the black fabric. Maryann put her wet panties back one, but she had to change her pants because she had been wearing jeans that clearly showed she had peed herself. She found another pair that looked almost exactly alike so nobody would know. They took a moment to fix their hair and makeup in the mirror, then headed out of the room. The two of them quickly crafted a short conversation to make it look like Stacy had been discussing some imaginary problem with a non-existent friend as they walked down the stairs together. Stacy was nervous about how wet her pants were. Even though it wasn't visible, they were pretty soaked and if anyone brushed against them, they would feel it. Stacy decided to follow Maryann into the kitchen and offer her help to avoid the crowd of people around the table. She got through the evening without incident and was mostly dry an hour or so later. Just after mid-night, the other guests had left. Mike and Troy were still at the table sipping beers and discussing cars. Stacy and Maryann had migrated to the living room and were seated on the couch having their own discussion. Kristin had fallen asleep in a large comfy recliner in the living room. "Ready to go babe? I'm tired." Mike's voice carried from the dining area. Stacy and Maryann stood up and headed that way. "Yeah, I'm ready." Stacy responded. Mike picked up their sleeping daughter and put on her winter wear in a similar manner to dressing a doll, then Stacy and Mike got on their winter wear. They all said their goodbyes and the three of them went out to face the bitter cold. They puffed white steam like locomotives as they approached their car. Mike, being responsible, handed the keys to his wife since she hadn't been drinking. He strapped sleeping Kristin in her car seat and then strapped himself in the passenger seat. Stacy buckled herself in, started the car, began to pull out of the driveway, not without turning on the heater of course. "Is your friend ok?" Mike asked. "What? What friend?" Stacy asked, legitimately confused for a moment. "The one who sent you the odd message. You went upstairs to call her. Are they ok?" "Oh..." Stacy's stomach twisted a bit. "well..." She stammered and glanced at Kristin in the rear view mirror. "There was no friend. The message was from Maryann." "Oh. Is she ok?" Mike asked innocently. "Yeah, she's good... She's...very good." Stacy said dreamily. In his intoxicated state, Mike almost didn't pick up on the slight emphasis. "oh...What did you two talk about? I came up to use the bathroom and saw the bedroom door closed, I figured it was probably intense." Stacy mumbled "You have no idea." "What?" Mike asked. "Uh...I mean... We didn't talk..." Stacy admitted. "You... didn't talk?" Sober Mike probably would have put two and two together, but he was sleepy and a bit loopy. "We fucked." Stacy blurted out bluntly. A look of surprise sprang over Mike's face. "You fucked!?!" He almost shouted. "Ssshhh!! You'll wake Kristin!" Stacy hissed. "Sorry." Mike said quietly glancing at his daughter over his shoulder. "You fucked?!?" he repeated in loud whisper. "Yep. We did." Stacy replied. Mike stared out the windshield, a look of drunken surprise on his face. "You were only up there for like 15 minutes." Mike said with a touch of disbelief. "!8." Stacy said, unable to detach the proud tone from her voice. Mike looked at her "18! Damn! That must be a new record! Don't you two usually take like an hour?" "We've done it in 25 minutes before." Stacy said. Mike looked surprised again. Stacy noticed his pants bulging, barely containing his erection. She smiled, knowing she was about to get laid a second time tonight. "When was this?" Mike asked. "Uh..." Stacy thought back. "You remember when your family had that family reunion at the camp ground in Colorado?" "Holy shit, that was like two and half yeas ago!" Mike exclaimed. Stacy just nodded her head. She and Maryann had been having an affair for just over three years. It was secret to everyone except Mike and Troy. They pulled into the garage of their house and got out as the door rolled down behind the car. Stacy walked around the car and stood next to Mike as he got Kristin out of her car seat. She pulled her boots off, then relaxed and began to pee her pants again. Mike glanced down at the glistening wetness rapidly spreading down her legs and pooling around her feet on the concrete. He shut the car door, shot his wife a quick smile and headed inside with their still sleeping daughter. Holding her boots in one hand, Stacy stood there peeing herself until her bladder was empty. Not needing to worry about people seeing her wet now, she went right inside the house, leaving wet footprints across the concrete in the garage and the carpet in the house. Stacy met Mike in the bedroom where they reminisced about Stacy and Maryann's latest intimacy while having some intimacy of their own.
  4. Wet19

    Peeing sex robots

    It seems sex robots will inevitably be available sometime in the future. I'm curious what everyone's thoughts are on sex robots that can simulate peeing and how your fetish may or may not come into play. For the sake of this discussion lets say the the designers put a little effort into making it somewhat realistic, e.g. the robot warms the liquid, it "pees" with varying pressure, the hole changes shape slightly so it's not just a monotonous solid stream. For me, a large part of the eroticism is the girl enjoying wetting herself. This is something I don't think a robot could genuinely simulate and thus I don't think a peeing sex robot could be satisfactory to me. What do you think?
  5. Jenny, Megan and Katie went to the the mall for a bit of shopping. They browsed around the dozens and dozens of clothing stores, stuffed their faces at the food court, and even checkout the video game section at the electronics store. They were in a large clothing store, like the one Jenny used to work at, browsing through the racks. Megan was shuffling through some shirts on a rack while sipping her lemonade. She noticed Katie was looking around, but not looking at clothing racks, more like sneaking around and looking for people. She was tying to hide it, but Megan recognized the demeanor and slowly worked her way over to Katie. "I know what you're doing." She mumbled softly to her daughter. Katie looked at her with a guilty face, them stammered "uh, I'm just looking for the restroom." Megan glanced around. The restrooms were actually pretty close by, only several meters away. "Come on." Megan mumbled again. She took Katie over by some larger racks near a wall, then mumbled to her "I'll keep watch, go ahead." Katie smiled slightly, and wasted no time on the opportunity. Megan kept watch while pretending to look at some pants hanging on a nearby rack, waiting for her 12 year old daughter to finish peeing her shorts. When the splattering on the carpet died down, Megan mumbled "feel better?" Katie responded "Yep!" "Good, my turn. Keep watch." The request was superfluous as Katie was barely as tall as the racks and wouldn't spot someone coming until it was already too late. Megan knew this, however, and kept watch for herself while still pretending to look at the pants on the rack. While Katie had worn shorts and Jenny had worn jeans, Megan came prepared: she was wearing a summer dress with maroon boyshorts underneath and sandals. A stream of pee fell straight down between her legs and splattered on the carpet, spraying droplets all over her feet and ankles. She quickly became self conscious of how loud the splattering was in the relatively quiet store, so she put her legs together. The pee rushed silently down her legs, over her feet and into the carpet. Her concentration slipped for a moment as she enjoyed her dirty habit a little too much. She exhaled a little harder, bit her lip, and long blinked. When she opened her eyes, she was startled by movement in her peripheral vision. She prepared to squeeze and halt the stream as turned her head to look. Her heart rate spiked and she sharply inhaled, then, she recognized it was Jenny. She fully relaxed and continued peeing full force down her legs. Jenny smiled slightly, but kept her gaze up so as not to give away Megan's act to any would-be onlookers. As Jenny got closer, she casually peered down, as if looking at the bag Megan was holding. "Wow!" she exclaimed under her breath with wide eyes. "What?" Megan asked quickly. She looked down at the floor and muttered "oh my gosh..." The wet spot on the floor Katie had left was reasonably sized. Megan's spot, however, was impressively and unexpectedly large. "Shit." She mumbled to Jenny. "Maybe those extra large lemonades weren't a good idea after all." Jenny said softly, taking a quick glance around to make sure no one was nearby. "We should probably go." she added. "Hold on..." Megan said "...almost done..." The streams down each of Megan's legs thinned, then turned into droplets, then she was finally finished. "Alright, let's make like a tit and bounce." The three girls walked as inconspicuously as they could toward the door back into the mall corridor. Megan's sandals squeaked a barely audible sound as she walked and her legs were still quite obviously wet. Once they were out of the stored, they laughed. "Holy shit mom!" Katie exclaimed. "I know right!" Megan replied "I did not expect that much. Damn." They all chuckled, then Megan looked at Jenny and said "Your turn. The giant lemonades were your idea, you're not getting out of here without joining us." Jenny broke into a guilty grin. "What?" Megan asked, looking at her suspiciously. "I already went..." Jenny said in a guilty tone. Megan looked down at Jenny's pants, then back up at her. She stepped closer and said quietly "You're still dry. Did you wimp out and use the restroom?!?" "No..." Jenny muttered. She lifted the front of her shirt slightly and pulled the waistband of her jeans forward. Megan looked down and saw that Jenny had cheated. "OH!" Megan said more loudly than she had intended. She spoke quietly again "So you wore a diaper, then suggested we get these giant fucking lemonades? You set us up!" Megan was trying to be serious and look upset but in reality she was on the verge of busting into laughter and couldn't keep from chuckling as she spoke. At this moment, Katie chimed in: "I think we should make her buy another lemonade and then stay here until she leaks." Megan looked proudly at her daughter, then said "Sounds fair to me!" They made their way back to the food court and watched as Jenny purchased another extra large 44 oz flavored lemonade. By this time Megan's legs and feet had dried, although her panties were still moist and now bit chilly. She didn't mind though, she got a certain thrill from walking around in such a public place with pee soaked panties under her dress. "Now, no babying it. You'd better chug that thing down all within the next 20 minutes." Megan said as Jenny returned from the food counter. Jenny rolled her eyes as she took three large gulps from the straw. An hour later, after walking through a few more stores, Jenny nudged Megan and gave her a slight nod. The store they were in was pretty empty, so they went to the back corner. Megan and Katie (who's shorts were now dry) watched as Jenny peed in her already wet diaper. They could hear the faint hissing, but visually there was nothing exciting. Jenny's face grew more and more red in proportion to how full she felt the diaper was. Her bladder was half empty, and so far no leaks. Three quarters empty, no leaks. She sighed in relief as her bladder reached empty. Still no leaks. Megan looked Jenny in the eye with a large shit-eating grin from ear to ear. "More lemonade." She mumbled with the tone of a villain in a superhero movie. Jenny swallowed hard. Then it happened. She moved only a little, just shifting her stance a tiny bit, and suddenly a large wet spot erupted on the lower front of her crotch. It shot out with such force that Jenny's jeans were instantly wet down to her knee on one leg and a couple dozen drops of pee pattered on the tile floor. Jenny's mind instantly bounced from shy embarrassment to full on excitement. She stared at Megan, breathing heavily. Her heart pounded, her body trembled, her clit demanded attention, it took all the willpower she had to not pin Megan to the wall and fuck her right there. She fidgeted with her hands as she resisted the urge to jam them down her pants and pleasure herself. She forgot, for a moment, that she was in a store, in a public mall, surrounded by hundreds of people. That she would have to walk nearly a quarter mile past teenagers, parents with children and old people to get to the car. The rest of the world melted away for just a short moment as she stared into Megan's eyes, feeling the dirty deed she had just done for her lover, a deed most people would be disgusted by, but not Megan. She knew that once they got home they'd tearing each other's clothes off-- wait, got home got home! Jenny suddenly snapped back to reality. "Fuck" She thought silently to herself as she fully realized her situation. Her diaper had continued to leak some more and now her one leg was wet almost all the way to her ankle. She suddenly realized Megan was talking to her. "Jenny, hello, earth to Jenny!" Megan said waving her hand in front of Jenny's face. "Oops." Jenny said absent mindedly as she tried to process the situation. "Good oops." Megan responded. "Put this on." Megan was holding out a skirt she had purchased earlier. It was full length, so it would cover all of Jenny's jeans. "Oh my gosh, you're amazing!" Jenny said taking the skirt. She slipped it on and folded the tag into the waistband. It didn't really match her shirt well, but she didn't care at this point. "Hey, are you girls alright?" The voice startled them. It was the employee who had been standing behind the counter near the front of the store when they walked in. "Yeah, we're great, thanks!" Megan responded awkwardly. "Alright, uh, let me know if you need anything." Jenny nearly had a heart attack. She suddenly realized the guy was in one of her college classes. She couldn't remember his name, and wasn't sure if he had recognized her or not. She hoped he hadn't. As he walked away, she mouthed "Let's go" and they left. They made it to the car without any incident, although Jenny's diaper had leaked more. Her one leg was now more thoroughly soaked than before and her other was wet down to the knee. Before getting in the car, Jenny removed the skirt so she wouldn't get it wet. As she sat down in the passenger seat, her diaper squished and there was a loud rushing hiss as pee jetted out of the diaper leg holes, soaking the butt of Jenny's jeans and the seat (luckily Megan's car had faux leather seats, so liquid wouldn't ruin them). Megan watched the whole ordeal and laughed from the driver's seat. She pushed the button to start the car, but didn't go right away. Turns out, the extra large lemonade was still affecting her. She took a moment to pee herself in her seat, soaking her panties again and this time also her dress. Megan then drove home. Megan and Jenny had started keeping a stash of towels in the garage to clean up car wettings. Megan tossed a towel over the car to Jenny and they both wiped their seats dry. Katie left a trail into the house. She began peeing her shorts as soon as she was out of the car and it streamed steadily down her legs as she walked into the house, through the kitchen and down the hall to her room. As soon as they were alone, Jenny pounced on Megan, kissing her ferociously. They stripped each other down piece by piece as they made their way down the hallway to the bedroom. Jenny's diaper was the last thing to come off as they closed the bedroom door.
  6. Java I do like diapers, but not all the time. I prefer wet pants even if I have a mess to clean up after.
  7. For the past week I've been frantically typing code and debugging my project for my software development class. My deadline is in two days and I still have too much to do. Today, I have nothing else scheduled, so I have been sitting at my computer since I got out of bed (aside from grabbing some lunch). I've had to pee twice today. The first time I pretended to be an adult and went to the toilet. The second time, I was on a roll with a feature implementation and instead of getting up, I just paused for a moment and peed my jeans in my chair, then went right back to work. It was totally unplanned and I'm going to have to clean up the chair and the carpet later, but it was so quick and convenient to just relieve myself without interrupting what I was doing. I've gotta get back to work, but I wanted to quickly share that with you all. Anyone else have similar stories?
  8. Wet19

    Bed wetting - Hot or not?

    Before we were married I wet the bed maybe once or twice per year, only because I was living with my parents and it was difficult to hide it. If could do it whenever I wanted, I would probably wet the bed once or twice per month. I haven't tried doing it with her in bed with me and I don't think she would be very ok with it. She thinks my fetish is disgusting so I generally hide it from her. If she wasn't so disgusted by it I would probably pee my pants at least once a week. As it stands, I only wet the bed once or twice per year still (when she's away visiting family or friends) and I only wet my pants once or twice every few months.
  9. Wet19

    Urinating during sex

    I once dated a girl who got heightened pleasure by having sex with a full bladder. She never thought she would like that sort of thing until a couple months into our relationship I finally talked her into peeing on me during sex. After the first time, there was an instant flip such that most of the time she would make me wait until her bladder was full before we would actually fuck. She had kind of a weak bladder to begin with, so when she got close to orgasming she just simply couldn't hold it anymore and would empty herself all over me. She told me that peeing during her orgasms made them much more intense. It was the most amazing sex I have ever had! Sadly, she cheated on me and then I dumped her. If I knew then what I know now, I would have advocated for an open relationship at that point instead of dumping her.
  10. Happy first day of spring! (or first day of autumn for you southern hemisphere peeps!) "Since it's officially spring, what do you girls think about having a picnic at the park for dinner?" Megan asked after she arrived home from work. "Yeah, that sounds fun!" Katie replied enthusiastically. "I'm down!" added Jenny. "Sweet! I'll make some sandwiches!" Megan said, turning toward the kitchen. Katie went back to her room to play on her computer until they were ready to go. Jenny was sitting at the dining table with textbooks and notes sprawled out working on college chemistry homework. 20 minutes later Megan had a small cooler packed with drinks and sandwiches in zip-lock bags, as well as a backpack containing the picnic blanket and a bag of chips. "Katie, we're ready to go!" Megan called down the hallway. Katie came out of her room wearing a light jacket. Her jeans were already wet, clearly she had peed them in her room. Megan noticed but fully ignored it. Jenny abandoned her homework and followed the other two out to the garage. *** They drove to a small neighborhood park a few blocks away. Megan parked the car at the front of the parking lot. There was only one other car there and not another person in sight. Jenny, holding the cooler, and Katie, holding the backpack, got out and stepped up onto the sidewalk in front of the car, then realized Megan wasn't with them. They turned and saw Megan standing next to the closed driver door. She took a quick glance around, then quickly the crotch of her jeans darkened. Glistening wetness spread rapidly in all directions before shooting down her legs. She sighed a brief and faint sigh of relief as he warm pee rolled over her ankles and into her running shoes. "Looks like you've sprung a leak mom!" Katie joked. Megan simply smiled as she shifted to try and even out the wetness on both legs. On the ground beneath her was an impressively large puddle that was slowly streaming toward the back of the car. She sighed again as her bladder finally emptied. The glistening slowly faded from crotch to ankle. She turned and went to the trunk of the car to retrieve the frisbee. "Let's go eat!" She exclaimed walking toward Jenny and Katie. They found a nice spot in the grass shaded by a large tree and set up their picnic. They had their usual conversations about work, school, friends, etc. Once they were all done eating, they packed up the picnic supplies and their trash. As Megan took the stuff to the car, Jenny admired her lover's butt and legs, noting that it was still very obvious in her light colored jeans that she had recently peed herself. Jenny suddenly felt a touch of embarrassment on Megan's behalf as she realized that the parking lot now had several cars in it and a small family was walking the opposite direction Megan was. Megan felt only slightly self conscious, but not enough to even blush. The park did have a restroom, but we all know Megan's preference. Jenny and Katie spread out over the grass and began throwing the frisbee. Megan joined in once she returned from her excursion to the parking lot. After a short time, Katie decided to go play on the playground with the other kids that were there. Her pants were mostly dry by now. Jenny and Megan continued throwing the frisbee, challenging each other with farther and farther throws, some of which didn't always go where intended. Soon Jenny had to pee. She followed suit with her girlfriend and as the frisbee wizzed just over her head, she wizzed down her legs. Jenny was wearing darker colored jeans so It wasn't quite as obvious. It also helped that she was on the side of the field farthest from the other people in the park. Jenny, unlike Megan, is very shy about her fetish. Megan, on the other hand, has turned out to be pretty open about peeing herself, even going so far as to do it in front of her own mother once the previous year. They had been at the park for over an hour and a half. Even though it was now spring, the sun still set a little early and it was now touching the horizon. Megan wrangled up her daughter and the three girls meandered back to the car. By now, Megan's pants were dry enough that the dampness wasn't noticeable, but that wouldn't last long. The three girls got into Megan's car and they headed home. As they coasted down the neighborhood streets, Megan peed her jeans in the driver's seat, almost missing a stop sign due to divided attention. A deep puddle formed between her legs on the leather seat, actually a common occurrence for Megan. When they arrived home, Megan cleaned up her seat with a towel and a quick dab of leather conditioner. Jenny, unfortunately, had to return to her homework while Megan and Katie got in some play time on the Xbox. Megan's wet jeans left a wet spot on the couch cushion. ****** Kind of a quick story, I haven't had much time lately but I don't want to forget about my friends here! I want to try something with my next story. You guys post a few pictures of female wetting here and I will pick my favorite one to incorporate into a story somehow.
  11. Any of you that have followed me for a while know that my wife is disgusted by my pee fetish and I can count on my fingers the number of times she's peed her pants for me since we started dating 7 years ago. That being said, in the past year a lot has happened. The first paragraph below is some (probably boring) lead up information, you can skip it if you want. My wife and I were Mormon for several years. She now openly admits that the religion is the reason she was so closed minded about anything sexual that deviated too far from missionary position. For those of you who don't know anything about Mormonism and the LDS Church, they are extremely strict on their position of sexual relations (among other dumb things). They're extremely anti-LGBTQ (Google "lds church prop 8" or "lds church homophobia"), they exert extreme shame and guilt on anyone who masturbates or has sex before marriage (Google "protect lds children"), and there are many people who commit suicide due to these positions. (I hate the LDS church, if you haven't already figured that out) A couple years ago I began to question the church's teachings and engaged in research using "non-approved" sources (yes, the church requires their members to stick to "approved" sources for research and information about the religion, very cult like). After several months, I found I could no longer support the church, but I kept going for my wife. I secretly continued my research, but this time expanded it to Christianity and the history of the Bible. After about of year of that, I found I could no longer believe in any religion and finally accepted the label of "atheist". My wife was distraught at first and it became a sore subject we couldn't talk about. I was genuinely afraid it would be the end of our marriage. But then just over a year ago, she surprised the hell out of me. She told me she no longer believed in the church and had made the decision to leave it. We both stopped going, and our marriage has never been better. Now to the good stuff. It started first with a tattoo. She decided very quickly after leaving the church to get a tattoo and took a couple months to figure out what she wanted. Next, I caught her watching porn and masturbating...on multiple occasions. Every time I caught her, i encouraged her and even watched her when she wasn't too embarrassed, after all, I've been masturbating to porn since I was a teen and had mostly kept it secret from her. It quickly evolved into us watching porn and masturbating together. We started doing it several times per month while also trying new sex positions and other things as well (she wanted to buy straps for tying each other to the bed posts. Not my kind of kink, but I'm willing to do anything she wants if it means there's a chance she'll do what I want). Eventually I finally got what I wanted, and it was her idea! We came home from dinner one night and she told me she had to pee. I didn't think anything of it. We both headed upstairs to the bathroom (our closet is in the master bathroom). I went in to change into comfy clothes and expected her to be on the toilet. Instead, she had grabbed one of my pads (like a waterproof mattress protector but about the size of a poster) from my hiding spot and laid it on the floor of the bedroom. I started to get hard already as I realized what she was doing. Once she knew I was watching, she let go in her jeans and flooded them with pee. I was so turned on I couldn't last long enough when I fucked her and she had to finish herself off after. Now the really good part. I've been on a business trip for the past couple weeks. My wife and I have been video calling most evenings and have definitely engaged in some sexy talk that had messy endings on both sides. One night, she managed to surprise me again! She picked up the video call and the first thing she said was "I have to pee." I thought nothing of it, she's sat on the toilet several times before during our video calls. But this time she stood her phone up on the counter looking toward the tub. She stepped into the tub and proceeded to pee her jeans. It caught me totally off guard and I nearly exploded without even touching myself. I watched with intense awe and a throbbing boner as beautiful glistening pee spread rapidly across her front, radiating from her crotch and flowing freely down her sexy legs. She turned and showed me her cute butt with the expanding wet spot. It was glorious! The she turned back around and went all in. Without skipping a beat, she unfastened her pants and shoved her hands down. In less than a minute her knees buckled a bit and she was moaning intensely as she orgasmed. I'm sad to admit that I had lost it the moment her hands entered her panties. I never thought she would fulfill that fantasy and I just couldn't help myself when she did so, as a surprise no less. She undressed in front of the camera and showered with the curtain open so I could watch. I was distracted and uncontrollably horny for a couple days after that. If she hadn't been opening up to so many new things over the past year, I'd be afraid of it being a one time thing, but now I'm feeling fairly confident that I'll be able to gently nudge her to do it again. In case anyone is curious, here are the pads I use: https://www.amazon.com/Priva-Waterproof-Protector-Absorbency-Guarantee/dp/B01JAAVHUC/ref=sr_1_13_a_it?ie=UTF8&qid=1550024653&sr=8-13&keywords=waterproof%2Bmattress%2Bpad&th=1
  12. This super hot blonde pees her jeans in the bathroom. Nudity warning: She starts undressing at 1:08. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5c0c42f46a2ad
  13. I suddenly got an itch to watch pajama wettings. Got any favorites?
  14. Personally I prefer amateur content, the less scripted the better. The only reason I like seeing her face is then I can see the pleasure on it (even if she's pretending to be upset or not enjoy it, you can still tell most of the time that she does) while she's wetting. I'm not into desperation, real accidents or humiliation, I very much prefer deliberate wetting. As some people have said, seeing her face is merely a bonus. Because I prefer amateur content, most videos I watch don't have her face in it, and I am ok with that because I understand the desire for privacy in that genre. One thing I can't stand though is the super close up videos. At a minimum, I like to see from the waist to the ankles for all or at least most of the video. Preferably I like to see from the chest to the floor (to see the puddle on the floor).