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  1. Does anyone know which JAV this video is from? Japanese girl exploding pee - ThisVid.com
  2. Does anyone know which JAV(s) these clips are from? These are really great! https://thisvid.com/videos/ol-is-desperately-pissing-herself-and-masturbates/ https://thisvid.com/videos/ol-turned-on-by-wetting-herself-next-to-colleagues/ https://es.thisvid.com/videos/cute-girl-is-turned-on-wetting-herself/ https://ja.thisvid.com/videos/ol-gets-off-to-wetting-herself/ https://thisvid.com/playlist/192674/video/school-girl-turned-on-by-wetting-herself-in-class/
  3. Just spotted this on youtube: Elle Fanning as Catherine the Great taking a very erotic pee in a chamberpot in an episode of "The Great". CATHERINE THE GREAT NEEDS TO PEE - YouTube CATHERINE THE GREAT NEEDS TO PEE.mp4
  4. Here is a little idea I had. I apologize in advance as I am definitely not a great writer, and I'm sure this is crappy, but I hope you enjoy it. There is no wetting yet, but there will be in the next part, Jennifer Gillman was a 45 year old brunette who lived in a small apartment complex. There were four apartments in the building. 2 upstairs and 2 downstairs. Jennifer, a secretary, lived in Apartment A on the Ground floor to the left of the front door. Her neighbor in apartment B was a 52 year old blonde accountant named Wendy. Wendy, who exercised regularly and had a trim physique for her age. Upstairs, in apartment C was 50 year old Joan a slightly plump blonde woman who was a receptionist for a doctor. And across the hall in apartment D was 21 year old Skye, a slim, red-haired, young lady who worked at a fast food restaurant while taking classes at the local community college. The four women came and went, going about their daily lives and rarely encountering each other. But, early one evening, Jennifer was checking her mail box, at the same time Wendy was sweeping the mat in front of her door, and Joan was passing through taking several boxes to the storage room. Just then Skye walked in the front door. The four women greeted each other and exchanged the usual pleasentries. As they talked Skye shifted uncomfortably, stepping slightly around. She was wearing her work uniform of a teal polo shirt and black pants, her shoes making tapping noises as she stepped nervously. "Are you allright dear?" asked Wendy. "Actually, I really need to pee. I had classes this morning and then had to go straight to work. We got slammed and I haven't gone all day!" she laughed and then winced. Joan said, " I've been there my dear. Working for doctors can really put your bladder to a test sometimes!" All four women laughed. "Oh! Don't make me laugh. I really have to go!" groaned Skye. "When I'm doing my accounting work, adding up all those numbers, I sometimes ignore peeing trying to get done faster. Then, when I finally get up to run to the bathroom, I can barely make it before my bladder lets go." Again, the four women laughed. Skye laughed and then shrieked as she squeezed her legs together pressed her hands on her knees. "I SAID DON'T MAKE ME LAUGH!" she cried out, "I'm bursting. Ohhh! Excuse me, I gotta go! I GOTTA GO! Oh my God!" Skye dashed up the stairs, and the other women heard her doorknob jiggling as she jammed the key in and yanked it to open the door. Skye ran through the apartment to the bathroom, yanking down her pants and panties, pee burst out of her labia as she jammed her ass down on the toilet seat. Downstairs the other three women looked at each other and laughed. They each returned to their apartments. Jennifer couldn't stop thinking about Skye and her pee desperation, and imagining the sight of Skye's last second piss in the toilet. Suddenly, she realized that she was getting turned on, especially when she thought of how hot it would have been if Skye had peed herself in front of them. After wanking herself off to a good orgasm, Jennifer called up each of her neighbors. "I just had a great idea..."
  5. Saw this and thought I would post a link for everyone to this news item. A women was arrested after peeing on the potatoes at a Wal-Mart in West Mifflin, Pennsylvania. https://www.msn.com/en-us/foodanddrink/foodnews/a-woman-was-caught-on-camera-peeing-on-potatoes-at-a-pennsylvania-walmart-and-the-police-got-involved/ar-AAF5iUw
  6. I was wondering if anyone knows where this clip on eroprofile originally came from and if there are any more with this model? I don' t know if the clip has been posted before, but I don't recall seeing it. It shows a fuller-figure woman trying to pee on a set of steps. She no sooner starts the flow when someone snatches her purse. She gets up and tries to run after them, but continues peeing down her legs and into her pants (which are still around her ankles.) as she tries to climb the stairs after the thief. I love this clip because it is so rare to see a fuller-figure model in a pee video and because of the unusual plot and unusual rear view. Thanks, Pdancefan Pee.mp4
  7. I remember three letters from porn mags dating to the late 70s and 80s that were about omorashi. I no longer have the letters, but I remember them vividly! The first letter, and I can't remember the magazine name, was from a woman who was caught short while shopping downtown. She was bursting and knew she wouldn't make it, so she popped a squat in a doorway of a shop. As the pee gushed out of her she got turned on, and unable to resist the urge, reached down and started playing with her clit. While thus engaged, she happened to look up and a man had stopped to watch her! To her shock, he pulled out his penis and proceeded to jack off in her hair and she orgasmed! The second letter was in Forum magazine (I think this was around 1989 or so). A woman wrote that she was a member of the homecoming queen's court, and had to ride in the parade with the rest of the court members. She stated she had a drink beforehand to calm her nerves. As she stood and waved from the float as the parade wound on, she felt her bladder fill up and by the time the parade ended she was standing with her legs crossed under her gown. The was a bonfire after the parade, and after the float stopped, the now desperate author climbed off and started glancing around for a bathroom. Seeing none, she started hobbling toward the bonfire. Then she lost it and started peeing full force under her dress. She stated that about 30 seconds later, as the pee was still gushing out of her, she suddenly had a tremendous orgasm. She said it was all she could do not to cry out as she spasmed in ecstacy. When her pee and orgasm finally stopped, she stood there stunned. A roommate of hers asked her if she was allright, to which she replied that she had just wet the hell out of her panties. The roommate then helped her to their dorm, where she cleaned up. The author stated that she enjoyed the experience too much for it to be a onetime thing. She went on to briefly recount her many experiments with orgasm by uncontrollable wetting. This included using all the standard Yoga poses. She concluded by stating she was a middle aged African-American woman with a professional career. Her name was withheld. The editors of the magazine included a cartoon beside the article showing a woman laying on her back with her legs spread open and a six pack of beer beside her. She was holding an open can of beer and exclaiming "C'mon Bull!" The implied meaning, of course, was she was trying to orgasm by wetting herself. The final letter, and I can't remember for sure, but I believe it was in game magazine. In this one, the author wrote in that he was disappointed the magazine never featured his favorite fetish: Knowing a woman needed to pee and witnessing her antics while trying to hold it. He went on to state that he first discovered his interest in this when he was a young boy on his parents farm. He often played outside with the neighbor girls. Often they would be playing in the distant fields, no where near a bathroom, when one or the other of the girls would need to pee. He said they would never go in front of him, but would hold it rather than have to walk all the way home to go. He said he loved their crossing their legs, holding themselves, and dancing around. The more urgent their need became, the more they would dance around. He said he never forgot it, and when he grew up, his wife indulged him and they had some great times together. I remember he signed with his intials and was stated to be from Iowa or Kansas or something. Predictably, the magazine did not print a reply, but at least they printed the letter. This letter was the first time that I realized others enjoyed the sight of women bursting to pee, as I thought I was a freak or something before then.
  8. Here is a nice car wetting video I found on youtube - sorry if it is a repost. youtube video.mp4
  9. Great Story! Please write more chapters - how about the girls have a holding contest? Thanks, again!
  10. Hi! I just wanted to you all about two sightings I had today. The first happened at work this afternoon. It was late in the afternoon, when a man and his young daughter came in. The daughter was about 8 or 9 with dark brown hair. She was wearing black leggings, not the form fitting ones, but the kind that fit rather loosely. They asked browsed briefly, then the girl, with her Dad's encouragement, approached me and asked where the chapter books were. I walked her back and showed her where the kid's section is and returned to the counter. I didn't pay much attention at first. After a short while, I turned around and could see that the girl had sat herself down on the ledge that runs along the floor on both sides of the store, to browse a book. I noticed the girl's hand was resting in her lap, and I wondered if she was holding herself. Sure enough, just then she slowly stood up with her back to me, and I had a full view of her hand wedged against her crotch between her legs. She finished standing up, and then stood there holding herself for a moment. She took her hand away, and then put it back again for another moment - as if to make sure the urge to pee had gone off. She then walk forward to where her Dad was browsing a magazine. She showed him the books she wanted to get, and then said she needed the bathroom, and needed it bad. She then walked up to me, and asked me if we had a bathroom. I, of course, (as we are required to do) told her No. Unlike some customers, neither her nor her dad made any comment on my answer. The Dad was still deciding which magazine he wanted to buy, so the girl went over to a display of bookmarks at the end of the magazine rack. My view was partially obscured but I see she started fidgeting as she stood there. They then came up to the counter and her dad paid for the books and magazine. The girl stood there and rocked from side to side slightly as he paid, but other than that she did not show any pee dance again before they left. Oddly, the Dad did not seem in too much of a hurry to find her a bathroom. He actually commented about how expensive the books she picked were, and said to her (I assume he was joking) that now they would have to stop at the bank before going to dinner! The second sighting happened this evening. After work, and eating dinner, I took the bus out to the local Wal-Mart store. I was there for about 40 minutes shopping, and then came up to the checkout so that I could catch the last bus home. After I checked out, I saw an old fellow I know sitting on a chair in front of the bank at the front of the store. As I stood chatting with him, I was facing down the front of the store toward the self-checkout lanes. Sure enough, the Wal-Mart employee I told you about before was working the self-checkout lanes again. And again she was clearly in need of a pee. Was she ever! She definitely had to pee worse than the other time, as she was dancing all-around as she stood at her little podium. She was clearly very desperate to pee. A couple of other Wal-Mart employees walked over to her and talked with her, but I was way too far away to hear anything, so I don't know if anything was said about her obvious need to pee. I had about a 10 minute show of this, then unfortunately had to go out to catch the bus. DAMN! DAMN! DAMN! (lol) Well, I wish I could say I saw a wetting, but now you see the story of my life - lots of pee dance sightings but never a wetting! (Woes me!) Regards, pdancefan
  11. THE GIRL WHO LIKED TO HOLD IT - PART 4 Kelly looked up as the last bell of the school day rang. Her classmates rose up from their desks and headed for the door, eager to head home. Kelly, who was wearing a green summer dress, rose slowly from her desk, keeping her legs pressed together against her strong urge to pee. Kelly gathered up her books and slowly walked down the hall. Exiting the building, she saw the school buses pull out from the curb. As she started up the sidewalk to head home, Kelly noticed a girl with long blond hair up ahead. The girl, who was wearing pink jeans and matching pink shirt with flowers on the front, looked familiar, and Kelly racked her brain trying to place her. Aha! It was the 6th grader who had held her pee at recess that one day! Kelly smiled as she remembered the girl’s desperation to pee and the methods she used to hold it in. It was this experience that had started Kelly’s own holding games. Kelly hurried, at least as much as a girl with an overfull bladder can, to catch up to the older girl. "Hi!" called Kelly. "Oh Hi!" replied the girl. "I’m Kelly." "I’m Susan." she answered. "Wait a minute. I remember you - from the playground at recess." said Susan. "That’s me!" replied Kelly. Kelly noticed that Susan was rocking from foot to foot, and wriggling her left leg front to back. She also had an empty water bottle in her hand. The sight reminded Kelly of her own need to pee, and Kelly started squirming on the spot as well. "I need to pee really bad, and it looks like you do to." said Susan. "When I saw you holding it on the playground that day, it made me want to try it, too. I like holding it too, now." answered Kelly. "Let’s walk home together!" said Susan as they compared addresses, and discovered that they lived about 2 blocks apart. They walked slowly along the sidewalk, their pace hampered by their full bladders as they made their way to their homes. Stopping at the town’s main street, the could not stand still. Kelly pressed the front of her dress into her crotch with her right hand as she walked in a small circle. Susan, grabbed her crotch and high stepped in place as she fought her bladder. The light changed, and the two girls resumed their walk. They hobbled along for two more blocks, when Susan suddenly grabbed her crotch and rubbed her legs together as a huge urge hit her. "Oh! I have to pee so bad! I can’t hold it much longer!" Susan exclaimed. Susan hobbled a few more steps, then froze. "Oh! Oh! I can’t move! Oh! OH! OHHH! OH NO! I’M PEEING MYSELF!!!" Susan shrieked. Kelly, with her hands jammed in her own crotch to fight her own bursting bladder, watched as dark spot formed on the seat of Susan’s pink jeans. The sport quickly grew and spread down both legs as a torrent of pee poured out over her feet and all over the sidewalk. The pee flowed for over 40 seconds as Susan’s bladder let go completely. "I PEED MYSELF!" exclaimed Susan as the flow stopped. By now Kelly knew the same was about to happen to her. Thinking fast, she spotted some hedges at the front of a yard that were bent over to form a little screened off area inside them. Kelly immediately started hobbling to them. Susan saw Kelly pass her and realized where she was headed. Susan set off after Kelly, walking stiff and wide legged due to the wetness of her jeans. Kelly made to the hedges and ducked inside. Susan hobbled over and arrived just in time to see Kelly pull up her green dress, revealing her matching green panties. Kelly quickly pulled the crotch of her panties aside, just as a her bladder let go. Susan watched as a thick stream of pee shot out from Kelly and spattered on the grass below. Kelly’s stream continued for 30 seconds before finally ebbing and stopping. After a few dribbles, Kelly let her panties fall back into place. "Boy! That was close!" exclaimed Kelly. "Hey! That’s not fair! I peed my pants and you didn’t!" complained Susan. "I don’t want to get in trouble with my Mommy." said Kelly. "She doesn’t know I like to hold it." she explained. "My Mom doesn’t care," said Susan, "as long as I wash the peed in clothes myself." The two girls walked the rest of the way home together, agreeing to have more holding fun together in the future.
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