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  1. Background: my wife had taken a job 1500 miles from where we lived, and after 1 year was coming back home. I went to help her move back. We packed up the car and started the drive back. We took a leisurely drive back, visiting several amazing National Parks. I frequently held it and made no serious effort to find a restroom. She was sympathetic. After we got home the grass was seriously overgrown. I drank 2 liters of Coke and about an hour later, when I became aware of my bladder, I started mowing. I was about half done and couldn’t hold it. My undies were soon soaked and there was a growing pool in my plastic panties. A few days later my wife went to the doctor and discovered she was pregnant with our first child. She got home and told me, and much to my surprise, made me promise to stop wetting, including wearing plastic panties when I mowed. I agreed, but hid my plastic panties. I stayed dry. She gave birth in an emergency C-section. We got home and I went back to work, doing both my job and her job. After several weeks the infant started sleeping through the night. The infant was about 2 1/2 months old. I got home for the night. She gave me holy hell with both barrels about why I wasn’t helping more with the infant. I drank several cups of tea and a soft drink with dinner. Then I managed to get into the bathroom without her knowing. I had a mountain of paperwork to do. I put the infant in bed and she went to bed. I started dealing with my paperwork, the hard part first leaving the mindless part for last. I became aware of the growing pressure in my bladder. I continued with the paperwork until I had to struggle mightily to control my bladder; I held until the last possible seconds. I really wanted to stay dry. I got up and walked to where to the left was bathroom and to the right was infant’s room. I turned left, got my pants but not my plastic panties down and was in front of the toilet when the infant started crying. I was completely dry. I very much did not want my wife to wake up, so I thought if necessary I could change and clean up me and she would never know. I got my pants up and went to the infant’s room. I was just inside his door and sure enough I felt a release and my undies rapidly warmed, so I needed to be changed. I got to his bed and leaned over. The need for being changed got much more pronounced. Then I felt his diaper and he needed to be changed too. I picked him up and put him on the changing table. I concentrated on changing him so I couldn’t hold. There was a growing pool in my plastic panties as I changed him. I put him back in his crib then went back to the bathroom and took off my pants, then sat on the toilet and took down my plastic panties and emptied them, and finished emptying my bladder through my undies. I went to our bedroom and was getting clean undies. The infant started crying again. This time she woke up wanting to know what the noise was. I told her it was the infant and I had just changed him so had no idea what else I could do. She got up and went to him. I took off my plastic panties and soaked undies, put on my new undies and went to bed. A few days later she asked me point blank that when the infant started crying I seemed to be doing something with my undies drawer so I peed in my pants, didn’t I? I told her what happened, except for the plastic panties part. I said I was going to use the toilet when the infant started crying, and I quickly decided I wanted her to sleep so I thought if necessary I could clean up me so I went to the infant and I did indeed go in my pants. Would she have preferred I let the infant awaken her? I was dry for about the next 6 months. I didn’t even wear plastic panties while mowing the grass.
  2. Billy Madison status 😎The most positive public wetting experience I’ve ever had. Was doing a hold and didnt actually mean to wet, but ended up staying an extra hr at the dog park and well... bladder remains undefeated IMG_4300.MOV
  3. I am looking a for a video in which 2 girls are chatting. One of them mentions a guy she was seeing who asked her to pee herself for him, and says it felt kind of good. The other friend then wanders into the other room alone muttering to herself about that interaction and begins to pee her pants in front of a mirror and is caught by the other girl and I think they both pee themselves.
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    Just trying to put the right vibes out there. My friend has been the best moral support for telling me not to be ashamed or embarrassed.
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  5. View File Wetting in public vlogs and bedwetting tik tok overshare. Just trying to put the right vibes out there. My friend has been the best moral support for telling me not to be ashamed or embarrassed. Submitter DarthBane93 Submitted 01/17/2021 Category Male  
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    Sooo. Ive always wanted to know out this bucket list. My friend agreed to be moral support and let me end my hold at target 10 am to 9 pmish. I barely got to the bathroom and it all poured out (cleaned it up of course). Had to sheepishly stick my head out the bathroom and was like ummm alie could you grab someone for me. You could tell the manager was just awkward. He let me buy some black sweat pants. While everyone could see mt grey wet striped jeans. I changed. And unmm yeah. Dont go back ro that target. Sooooooo exhilarating. Love it. Would do again w moral support. IMG_3373.MOV IMG_3372.MP4
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  7. Wetting in target w friend moral support View File Sooo. Ive always wanted to know out this bucket list. My friend agreed to be moral support and let me end my hold at target 10 am to 9 pmish. I barely got to the bathroom and it all poured out (cleaned it up of course). Had to sheepishly stick my head out the bathroom and was like ummm alie could you grab someone for me. You could tell the manager was just awkward. He let me buy some black sweat pants. While everyone could see mt grey wet striped jeans. I changed. And unmm yeah. Dont go back ro that target. Sooooooo exhilarating. Love it. Would do again w moral support. IMG_3373.MOV IMG_3372.MP4 Submitter DarthBane93 Submitted 12/23/2020 Category Male  
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    Title says it all. Enjoy, Rachel
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  9. View File Public Pissers Caught by Truck Driver! Title says it all. Enjoy, Rachel Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 08/10/2020 Category Female
  10. Hey Omo! Have you ever been caught wetting/holding if so whats your story? I couldn't find a thread for this, so i thought it would be a good idea that everyone can share there experiences!
  11. Has anyone ever wet or almost wet under bad circumstances while trying to either make it or wait until you could wet? Example. Like if you were at an amusement park with friends with no intention of wetting but couldn't make it back to the restrooms? Or if you were holding at work but started leaking before you got off or could get home(not necessarily getting caught). My closest experience is probably holding while grocery shopping and starting to leak as I struggle to get all the groceries away. Or even as I'm still unlocking the door. Reply or message me with yours if you have any(:
  12. This happened a few years ago. I was living with roommates in a rented suburban house, and none of us really knew any of the neighbors. Most were other renters, people moved in and out pretty often. While living there, I had a habit of going out in the backyard at night to pee, after everyone had gone to sleep. It felt so naughty to sneak off to the grass and just let go, technically in public but hidden by the darkness. Most of the time I wouldn’t wet my clothes. But that night I wanted something special. I decided I was going to wet myself in the yard, and I wanted to be as desperate as possible to make the most of it. The thought of releasing a torrent of pee down my legs in the cool night air made me so excited. Since I needed a super full bladder, I opened some cheap wine to sip while I waited. I didn’t want to be fully drunk, just tipsy enough to make it harder to hold, and make me pee a lot when I inevitably lost control. While I drank I got dressed up in a light pink bra and tank top, black miniskirt, and lacy pink panties. Then the important piece: light blue thigh-high stockings. They were made of thick cotton, so they would absorb any wetness quickly and show a very visible dark patch. I felt a little bit fluttery just pulling them up my legs. When I finished getting dressed I drank a lot of water, then settled in at my computer to pass the time. I kept slowly drinking my wine, and I felt myself getting slightly flushed and turned on, knowing what I was planning to do. As I played around online my bladder started filling quickly, and it didn’t take long to feel my first urge to pee. I squirmed a little but mostly ignored it. Time passed and I got deeply into whatever I was doing online, forgetting about my need to pee for a while. I eventually stood up to stretch, and quickly shoved my hand between my legs as I felt a surge of desperation. All the liquid I’d been drinking had finally caught up. My bladder felt hard and heavy, and I had to dance a little to keep from leaking into my panties. I wasn’t quite on the verge of wetting myself yet, but I wanted to be prepared, so I went outside to finish my hold on the porch. I sat down on the steps and bounced my legs, squirming around and pressing my pussy against the concrete. Everything felt so cold at night. It made me shiver, and I could feel my full bladder throbbing and begging for release. I was definitely a bit drunk, and that meant by the time I felt truly desperate I would only be able to hold on for a few moments, especially out in the cold with so much skin exposed. Alcohol gives me that “need to go NOW” feeling, so I end up escalating from holding it to letting go very quickly. It only took a few minutes on the steps before I was frantically grabbing myself, and I knew I couldn’t keep it in much longer. I stood up as carefully as I could manage and hurried to the middle of the yard, my hands pressed tight against my panties the whole way. Normally I would stick to the shadows, but in that state I didn’t think about it. This part of the yard was fairly exposed to other houses, but I was about to burst and feeling bold from the wine... Standing in the grass, I bounced up and down and held myself tight. I was so turned on, knowing I was about to lose control at any second. My bladder was barely holding on. Suddenly, a little jet of pee hissed into my panties, soaking my hand, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I pulled my hand away and felt the wet warmth spread as I started peeing myself. My legs shook with relief as I finally let go, but just then, I heard the sound of a door opening. I froze, my stream stopping for a moment, and looked up to see my next door neighbor walking out onto his porch. He was holding a pack of cigarettes, and he looked to be in his thirties, maybe late twenties. I was facing his house, which meant he was also facing me, about twenty feet away. I saw him glance at me with surprise and I quickly looked away, pretending to be out for a walk enjoying the night. I tried to squeeze my muscles tight and hold it, but I couldn’t help it anymore, pee kept slowly streaming down my legs. I could feel it soaking into my stockings and I knew the wet patch was growing. I felt rooted to the spot, and just stood there silently, blushing and listening to the soft hissing sound of pee leaving my pussy. Even in this situation it felt amazing. I was tingling with excitement at the naughtiness of peeing myself out in the open with a stranger around. I didn’t know if he was still watching, but I stayed frozen like that until there was a little puddle around my feet. I managed to regain enough control to make it look like I was casually walking back to my house, but pee kept streaming down my legs as I walked out of view. As soon as I was out of his sight I let go entirely, soaking my stockings even further as my still mostly full bladder emptied itself. It was all I could do to keep from moaning at the release and the excitement, so I quickly shook my dripping feet off and slipped into the house, my heart pounding. Back in my room, I examined my clothes. It was exactly what I expected: my panties were sopping wet, and my light blue stockings were drenched, with a very dark patch covering my inner thighs and calves. From the front the wet spot reached halfway across each leg, it was extremely obvious that I’d peed myself. I was still blushing thinking about being seen, so I went to the shower to wash off and take care of my excitement. I never ran into him again after that. It must have been surprising for him in the first place, to go out for a smoke and find me all alone in the moonlight in a miniskirt and stockings. I don’t know for sure if he saw my wet legs, but even if he somehow didn’t see that (it was very, very visible), he still looked directly at me while I was peeing myself 😳 It was definitely more than I planned for, but it made for an amazing memory 😛 This was the experience I mentioned at the end of my other semi-related story:
  13. Had an experience for the ages I thought you’d all appreciate. So it’s one thing to romanicize bedwetting when you appreciate it or fantasize about it. Is another when it happens beyond your control under embarrassing circumstances, like say at your sisters new housewarming party with lots of friends over! 🙈🙈🙈 So yeah I’d just moved back from Colorado (exhausting 36 hour trip because my friend took the wrong way while I was asleep)! And my sister needs help the next day moving into her new house as she just had her first child and I became an uncle! She invites me to her house party the following day where she has coworkers, family, and friends over offering the place to crash to whoever needs it. I was super tired from the day before and the trip preceding it but figured meh why not, she was inviting someone I wanted to see. Now anyone who knows me knows drinking is not at all my scene. So my first mistake was the Jell-O shots while we played the True American drinking game based off new girl. And as luck would have it my sisters friend Laurin was over who I’ve always crushed on, so I made it an attempt to flirt and connect with her. Things seemed to be going well connecting over my recent move and tattoos. I felt like I totally started getting the flirty eyes. But the thing about True American is that it’s sole objective is to get everyone shit faced wayyy too fast. I don’t remember passing out but apparently I passed out on the couch at some point... Short description of me, 185 lbs, athletic build, all the tattoos, buzzed head, light beard, red skinny jeans, grey Taylor Swift concert tee. I don’t even remember dreaming, next thing I remember is it’s 3 am and I vaguely groggily hear a voice shriek omg I think he did wet his pants or something to that effect and like the distinct sound of camera shutters. I’m still in hazy foggy mostly asleep state of being and halfway back to sleep when I hear my name directly called wake me up and feel myself being lightly shaken awake to my sister telling me I had an accident. I couldn't believe the words I was hearing. I look down and the red pants I’m wearing have a giant unmistakable wet patch on them and the couch is soaked along with it having crept up my back. There was no denying it, I’d completely pissed myself in front of everyone as a 26 year old adult; but worst of all in front of my crush. My sister looks genuinely upset I’ve ruined her couch but equally sympathetic as she thought I’d grown out of it and knew I was super self conscious and embarrassed about it. Meanwhile Laurin is drunk enough with her friends that they’re just like having the drunk giggles and in comic disbelief I wet the bed/couch. I end up on a lot of Snapchat and Insta stories and it was mortifying in the moment needless to say. You would think this would be the worst and most mortifying part of the night but it wasn’t. My sister let me in her room for the night to try and calm down from all the embarrassment. She knew I crushed really hard on Laurin and felt really bad about it all. I can’t go back to sleep replaying everything 1000 times over in my head as I’m prone to do. Likely a function of Aspergers. Next thing I know someone knocks on the door and it’s Laurin. Now description of her. My sisters age so 3 years older. Small frame say 120-130 I’m bad at weight lol, a cup but perfect to me, nice butt. Blue hair (naturally black) and septum ring I always go crazy for. Some tattoos but not nearly as much as me, though she’s actually a beginner tattoo artist which I definitely appreciate!! Idk if my sister told her or she picked up from the vibes before I passed out, but she came in to let me know it wasn’t so bad and shared the most embarrassing experiences she’d ever had to try and make me feel better. She even teased me some and said she thought it was kind of cute in an innocent way that it happened. We end up connecting some more and I just get the feeling she’s just waiting on me to acknowledge years of unspoken feelings and I get the vibe this might be a pivotal moment so I express them which has always been super hard for me. Probably came out like when Harry first asked Cho out lol. She lets me know she wants to explore those feelings too and says she’s down to stay with me if I’m okay with that.. We end up connecting more than I ever thought possible over life, music, nerd ish, cuddling and questioning when feelings were realized developed on both sides. We’re both starting to get tired after a while (Harry Potter) as background noise. Then I was hoping the question wouldn’t come but she asked me if wetting the bed was something I had problems with. I didn’t know how to answer so I just panic reacted a half truth and said I’d grown out of it and probably just a one off from being tired. We end up falling cuddling asleep together to a Harry Potter marathon neither of us paid much attention too. All ends well enough right? Well turns out not. Turns out my sister let spill to her friends outside it’s something I used to have all the problems with growing up. And they’re getting a kick out of it and also like drunk annoyed Lauren stayed with me. Next time I’m cognizant I wake up to the feeling of my hand in warm water... that’s weird why is that there oh shit!!!!!..... as I instantly put two and two together by the telltale clammy feeling of a wet crotch area and even worse it’s on Laurin. Her friends had somehow gotten even more wasted throughout the night and thought it’d be funny to see if it happened again. I was mortified!! This time on the floor thankfully but also on my crush while on such shaky ground. Lauren ended up being super understanding about it and got peeved at her friends for it. But we ended up talking later and she floated the idea of diapers if it still happened often enough. And now I’ve ended up in diapers 🙈🙈. But I haven’t told her yet. Was feeling kinda mortified until at least the abs made me feel better. Always something if it’s not being 300 lbs and body image conscious it’s having a dualistic mindset on wetting the bed again. Hope you guys enjoy. Anyone ever wet the bed not at their house and been caught?
  14. I used to be so so embarrassed to tell anyone I needed to pee. Even to the point if I was asked if I needed the bathroom I would always deny it! Heres a few examples: in high school I detested the bathrooms as they were full of smokers. One afternoon in class towards the end of the day I was bursting but trying hard to hide it. I crossed my legs, bounced my knees, wriggled about and tightened my muscles. I must have not been hiding it that well as the girl beside me eventually asked quietly if I needed to go to the toilet but I just went red with embarrassment and shook my head despite almost wetting myself. I couldn’t have managed the 20 minute walk home so the minute the bell rang I walked quickly to the bathrooms despite how much I hated them. During my studies at university I had to go on placement. To begin with this was days and days of observation and I could never muster the courage to ask where the bathrooms were unless I was actually shown. I always took a packed lunch with me. One placement I left the halls of residence early and drive to the placement. I had to wait for the person I was observing at the front desk then she took me to her office where she gave me a mug of tea then I had to shadow her all day. At lunch time I was lead to a staff room but couldn’t see any bathrooms. By the afternoon I was so uncomfortable and finding it so hard to stay still. Another student was observing another person but at one point we were together and he noticed me fidgeting and whispered ‘the toilets are to the right near the office’ but I looked back at him shocked and whispered back ‘i’m Just cold and tired but thanks’. I swallowed m6 pride and found them at 5pm but not before I had leaked in my knickers! And a very recent one. I had to attend a very long business meeting one afternoon. The agenda was long and complex but as I was an active part in it I had to sit through the full meeting. I’d had tea with my lunch before going and more tea and water during the meeting and by three quarters through I genuinely thought I would have a huge accident I was so desperate! I was sweating and distracted and the person chairing the meeting must have thought i looked ill or stressed or maybe it was blatantly obvious I was bursting for the loo. He looked right at me and in front of the whole meeting room said ‘if anyone needs to take a short break I don’t mind.’ I was mortified but shook my head and said quietly ‘’m fine to continue if everyone else is’ despite feeling droplets of urine at the tip of my urethra dripping into my underwear! The feeling of finally peeing that day was only intensified by another woman from the same meeting peeing loudly in the stall next to me and commenting brazenly ‘oh my God i was seconds from peeing myself if that meeting hadn’t stopped!’ I had unfortunately been so blinkered by my own extreme need I hadn’t even noticed any signs that this woman had been bursting too! So have you ever been bursting but denied it if someone asked?
  15. Hello my wonderful Omo community! IT’S SUMMER!! At least where I live. What’s my most active time of year for holding, wetting, and all similar? Summer! i thought I would start this thread to chronicle all my happenings this season, and to help keep them in order (more for myself, but hopefully you’ll enjoy too!) So I wish all you lovely humans out there a prosperous season, and wish you all the best in your endeavors!
  16. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5a6a04d04c158
  17. Has anybody found/got any good videos of people being caught/nearly caught wetting? I haven't found a really good one yet....
  18. Kyuu

    malefemale Got caught

    Source: https://inkbunny.net/s/964853
  19. I have never had such a daring (and I daresay- liberating!) wetting in my life. While driving home to Pennsylvania from North Carolina, I thought with dismay how I took very few pictures of the mountains while traveling. I pondered this- among other things- as I drank my morning coffee. Once I was nearly out of NC (but only about an hour into my drive) I started feeling distress signals from my bladder. I really didn't feel like stopping, but knew that the coffee would exponentially increase my desperation. About 20 min later I reached the Tennessee border with a somewhat alarmed bladder. As luck would have it, I noticed an exit for a 'scenic overlook' where (mostly) tourists go to take pictures of the mountain scenery. I thought: "Perfect! I'll pee, then take some lovely photos while I'm there". The overlook was empty (seeing as it was a Wednesday morning) but once I got out of my car I saw this sign: My heart sank as I thought about prolonging my pee, as well as missing the opportunity to capture the bucolic mountain sides. With a brazen bout of confidence- seeing as I was the only one there- I decided to relish the sunshine and strong breeze by completely soaking my pants to my feet. I managed to not only wet the front to the completely (ankles not pictured) But the back of my pants (I think for the first time ever) were saturated!!! This was achieved by chance, with the help of boxer briefs and fortuitous positioning. I felt completely free! Feeling the warm sun and stiff breeze interacting with the warm wetness on my legs, I actually dared to stroll around the overlook and take pictures- truly high on the experience of being surrounded by only mountains (well, and the mostly out-of-sight highway) in my freshly soaked pants. I took off my filled converse (not pictured) and snapped these photos, after taking some mountain scenes and walked back to my car. I opened my driver 's side door and reached for some clothes that I had worn during my trip, now in the passenger's seat, when I snapped back to reality; a blue jeep with a young couple had pulled onto the exit and was pulling into a parking space 3 own from me! Unless they willfully averted their gaze, they most certainly saw my wet pants from behind, as I was reaching into my passenger's seat through the driver's side. I turned and reflexively waved (I think, sub-consciously, so as to not appear suspicious). I was holding my red long-sleeved shirt in my hands, which helped partially cover my front as they exited their vehicle and I scurried to the back of my car to grab a change of clothes out of my bag. They were absolutely silent as they walked away from the parking spaces and made their way to the overlook. As for me, I cleaned myself with a towel that I had in my bag and made a quick change in my driver's seat, before hightailing it onto the highway. Check out the overlook! And me standing on one of the benches
  20. Jenny and Annie had been planning a weekend to go visit their parents. They planned to leave Friday afternoon after school and arrive at their parents' house in the late evening. They would spend all day Saturday visiting and then drive home again Sunday afternoon. The drive was just under five hours each way. They took Annie's car because it is much nicer than Jenny's. They arrived at their parents' house a little after 6pm, just in time for dinner. They were greeted at the door with warm hugs, sloppy kisses, tantalizing smells from the kitchen, and the wagging tail of an old but excited black lab. After exchanges of greetings and quick small talk, the girls were finally free to lug their suitcases to their rooms. Their mother started dinner late as she expected them to arrive closer to 7, so there was roughly 20 minutes to spare before they had to take their seats at the dinner table. Jenny stepped into her room and looked around. It was the room she grew up in, only now void of all of her belongings, which were located in her room at the apartment she shared with her sister. In front of her was a window, cut into slivers by blinds that were twisted half shut. Below that was a wooden desk. It was worn in the center from years of use and one of the drawers was broken. It sat crooked in it's cavity. She moved to the closet to set her suitcase down inside. It seemed much larger than she remembered, though it was simply because now it was empty and not packed with clothes and toys. She turned to the bed. Her mother had already went to the trouble of making it for her. Jenny pulled back the covers to reveal sky blue sheets underneath. She ran her hand over them to feel the texture and then realized that her mother had placed a waterproof mattress protector underneath. Jenny's face flushed red and burned as she had two embarrassing flashbacks. When Jenny was 14, she decided to experiment one night. She went to bed without using the toilet first, and when she awoke in the night with the need to pee, she simply relaxed and peed the bed. The excitement and pleasure kept her awake for a couple more hours and she decided that she loved it. For fear of being caught, however, she waited 6 months before doing it again. After that she waited only 3 months. Then only 1. That was when she got caught. Her mother came into her room unannounced while she was removing her sheets to take to the wash. Between the large wet spot on the mattress and the smell, there was no hiding it. Jenny wanted to crawl under her bed and disappear. Her mom assumed it was an accident and calmly helped Jenny clean up, teaching her how to remove urine from furniture in the process. That day, she purchased a waterproof mattress protector for Jenny "just in case". By the time Jenny was 15, she had gotten into the habit of wetting the bed on purpose about once per week. As she neared 16, she became more daring and began wetting the bed nearly ever night. Busted again. Her mom noticed how frequently she was washing her sheets and the mattress protector and confronted Jenny. At first Jenny went along with the accidents excuse that her mother conveniently proposed for her. But then, her mom said that she was going to make a doctor appointment for Jenny to see if there are any treatments for nighttime incontinence. Even before her mother picked up the phone Jenny was humiliated. She pleaded with her mom, but her mother insisted. Jenny finally came clean as her mother typed digits into the phone. In tears, she confessed that she was wetting the bed on purpose and that she enjoyed it. Her mother paused in disbelief. She had dialed 5 digits and her finger was positioned to peck the 6th. She stared at Jenny for a long time. Jenny sat sideways in a kitchen with her head hung in embarrassment and tears rolling down her face. She dared not look at her mother. With each second of silence her anxiety grew. The butterflies in her stomach seemed to turn into hot snakes slithering around inside of her and her neck began to hurt from the weight of her sagging head and drooping shoulders. Finally her mother broke the silence. Her arms relaxed to her sides, her left hand still grasping the phone, she said softly "Is that the truth?" A lump in Jenny's throat prevented her from speaking and she simply nodded her head. Her mother looked past her and out the window, then back at Jenny. Still in disbelief she confirmed again "You...do it on purpose?" Jenny again nodded. Her mother set down the phone and left the room. Jenny went to her room and shut the door. An hour later her mother came in and made a deal with Jenny. Jenny could wet the bed as she pleases under three conditions: 1. She always cleans up after herself and doesn't ruin the mattress. 2. She does all of her own laundry from then on. 3. She doesn't let it become excessive. Jenny forced a smile and pushed the memories out of her head. She closed and locked the door to her room, then pulled the covers all the way down. She then unbuttoned and unzipped her pants and pulled them down. She had on a pair of dark red silky bikini style panties that hugged her butt just perfectly. They had only minimal frills along the edges. She sat down in the center of the bed and slid across so that her back was against the wall. Her jeans were bunched up around her ankles and the shoes that contained her feet dangled off the edge of the bed. She leaned her head back against the wall and closed her eyes as she relaxed and began to pee. She had been holding it for a couple of hours and had much pressure built up. The stream hissed loudly as it pounded against her panties like a raging river pounding rocks in it's path. Quickly it pooled around her butt and soaked her panties. She opened her eyes and watched the dark wet spot on the blue sheet grow in all directions. It glistened and shined. A chill went down her spine and she suddenly had the urge to touch herself. She turned her gaze to her crotch and watched the hissing urine push through the dark fabric. She felt so naughty. The urge to masturbate grew stronger and stronger by the second, but she was mesmerized by the warm liquid gold that rushed from that area. Finally the stream began to fade along with the hissing and the pressure in her bladder. She leaned her head back against the wall and glanced at her watch. She had only 5 minutes until she had to be downstairs. She shall have to wait until later to pleasure herself. With a sigh of disappointment, she moved herself far across the bed to a dry spot and wiped her butt back and forth several times to remove some of the wetness from her panties. Then she stood up and pulled her jeans up over them. She turned the fan on and pointed it at the wet spot. She knew that it would still be wet come bed time, but she didn't mind. She shut the door as she left the room and joined her family downstairs. Annie was helping her mother set the table and her father was stirring a pitcher of juice. Jenny took her seat and fought the desire to touch herself under the table. Had she been home alone with Annie, she would've gone all out on herself. She and Annie were not the slightest bit shy in front of each other. But Jenny did not want to humiliate herself in front of her parents. After dinner, Jenny and Annie helped their mother clean up while their father set up a movie on the living room TV. Jenny kept her backside facing away from her father as much as possible. The butt of her jeans was damp in the shape of her panties. One would have to be staring directly at them to notice, but regardless, she was careful. She didn't care if Annie noticed. Jenny pees her pants in front of Annie almost daily. She didn't want her mom to notice, but it was much better than her dad. As far as Jenny knows, her dad has never known about Jenny peeing herself, including her bed wetting. While shuffling about in the kitchen, Jenny's mom leaned over to her and whispered in her ear "Did you pee your pants?" Jenny's gaze snapped to her mother's eyes with a look of surprise, even though she knew she really should not be surprised. Jenny whispered back a white lie "Just my panties on the toilet." Her mother looked relieved and responded "Oh, good. I was worried you might have done it on the dining room chair." The dining room chairs were padded with cloth covering. The covering could not be removed and the chair would've been nearly impossible to clean fully. After the movie, everyone went to their separate rooms to get ready for bed. Jenny found Annie in the bathroom brushing her teeth. She joined her sister in brushing her teeth. After, she shut the door and sat on the toilet without pulling down her jeans and peed through them while Annie undressed and got in the shower. Jenny returned to her room and removed her wet jeans, then put on some pajama pants. She did not change her panties. She crawled into her still wet bed. It was cold and she immediately regretted peeing in the toilet. She could've peed the bed again to warm it back up. After a few shivering moments, she put her hands into her panties and began to masturbate vigorously. She warmed up and had an orgasm fairly quickly. She forgot to stifle her first moan and startled herself with it's volume. At home, she and Annie didn't worry about muffling themselves, but here, they didn't want their parents to hear. Jenny continued to masturbate even though she had already orgasmed. This time she dragged it out. Softly, she rolled slightly side to side. Her legs bent and straightened at seemingly random intervals. She took great care to keep her noises quiet. Her hands were covered with cum. Finally, after nearly half an hour she allowed herself to orgasm a second time. She was unable to keep the first moan quiet despite all of her effort. She quickly slapped a slimy hand over her mouth but the second moan was still too loud. She grabbed the pillow from behind her head and smashed it against her face as another loud moan escaped her lips. Perhaps if she stopped rubbing herself with her other hand she could control herself, but it was of no use. Her brain commanded her hand to remove itself from her panties, but sensations of her body overpowered the signal and she continued to rub. Her hips bounced uncontrollably against the soggy bed. She moaned again into the pillow. It was good fortune that the room next to hers was Annie's and not their parents'. This powerful orgasm, this unbelievably powerful orgasm lasted several minutes. Jenny jumped when her phone vibrated on the nightstand next to the fan. It snapped her out it and her orgasm quickly faded. She wiped her hands as best as she could on her pajamas and the sheets and then checked her phone. It was a text message from Annie: "Having fun over there? ;-)" Jenny smiled and sent back "Yeah, you jealous?" Annie responded with "Yeah. I can't be that loud without mom and dad hearing." To be continued...
  21. Here's a quick background for those of you who are not familiar with my characters. Skip to the next paragraph if you are. Jenny and Annie are sisters sharing an apartment and attending the same college. Jenny is older than Annie by two years. Jenny has a major pee fetish and pees her pants almost on a daily basis. She also poops her pants, though only two or three times per month as she doesn't like the cleanup. Jenny is very shy and does not like to indulge her fetishes in public, although she has summed up the courage to try it twice (See my previous story called "Jenny at work"). Annie does not have a pee or poop fetish but does find a small degree of amusement in her sister's commitment to peeing herself. Annie is not bothered by Jenny wetting so long as Jenny cleans up after herself, does not ruin the furniture, and does not do it when people are over. When they were teenagers, Jenny convinced Annie to pee her pants once and Annie didn't like it. Annie opened her eyes and stretched. It was a nice warm Saturday morning. She looked at her phone. Even though she hadn't set an alarm, she was awake early enough to still get breakfast at their favorite local diner. She slid her athletic jogger's legs out from under the cover, put her feet on the floor and stood up from her bed. She yawned and stretched again, and then bent over to pull the covers back into place to make the bed. Annie had on only a pair of cute pink bikini style panties and a blue tank top. She walked across the hall to Jenny's room and found her still asleep on her side in the center of her queen size bed. As the morning light faintly seeped through the curtains, Jenny had transitioned into only a light sleep. Annie gently sat down on the edge of the bed. Jenny felt it and opened her eyes. She saw a toned thigh, then slowly turned her head and raised her vision up Annie's body. She noticed how Annie's perky nipples made slight bumps on the front of her tank top (Although her boobs were a size bigger than Annie's, she had always thought that Annie's looked better), then her vision finally settled on Annie's face. Jenny rolled from her side to her back and stretched as Annie greeted her "Good morning sunshine!" Jenny yawned then replied "Good morning sis!" Annie smiled and asked "Wanna get french toast?" Jenny smiled but was silent. Then Annie heard the familiar hiss from under the covers as Jenny began to wet her bed. Once the flow was started, she answered "Of course I do!" Annie got excited and said "Sweet! We need to go shopping after too. We're almost out of milk." The hissing continued as Jenny said "Ok!" She was trying to stay engaged in the conversation with Annie, but was distracted by her enjoyment of the spreading warm wetness under the covers. Annie could tell and said "I'll let you finish." Then she stood up and walked back to her room to get dressed. Annie took off her tank top and looked at her mostly naked body in the full length mirror as she tossed it in the hamper. She wanted to get a tattoo but couldn't make up her mind on what or where. After imagining various tattoos in various locations on her body, she picked a bra, a t-shirt, and a pair of jeans from her closet and put them on. She walked down the hall past Jenny's room to the bathroom to do her hair and makeup. As she did, she glanced into Jenny's room. Jenny had her eyes closed and was masturbating under the covers. Annie smiled. Jenny peeing her pants had no sexual connotation to Annie, but she was happy that Jenny got so much pleasure from it. Annie got out her makeup and hair stuff from under the sink and then looked at herself in the mirror for a few seconds. She sighed, unbuttoned and unzipped her pants and just as she went to slip a hand into her pants she heard Jenny orgasm. She paused and look out the bathroom door into the hallway, then she fastened her pants back up and commenced doing her hair and makeup. Shortly after, Jenny came down the hallway carrying her wet sheet and wet mattress protector. She had a very large wet spot that extended from the knees of her gray yoga pants up to the middle of the back of her blue t-shirt. Her long brunette hair covered the top inch or two of the wetness. She was still soaked and the wetness was slowly creeping further down her legs as she walked to the washing machine in the located in the small room off the kitchen that also housed the water heater and furnace. Annie heard the washing machine start, then saw Jenny walk back to her room butt naked. Once both girls were ready, they got into Jenny's car and went to their favorite diner a few blocks away. They each ordered the chunky french toast, their favorite. After, they went to the store for some light grocery shopping. As they walked around, Annie caught Jenny checking out one of the girls stocking shelves. Annie was into guys, but she had to admit that this girl's butt looked mighty fine in her black work pants. Annie tried to encourage Jenny to go talk to her, but Jenny was too shy. Annie joked "Well if you don't then I will!" with a wink. Jenny stuck out her tongue and then replied "You like guys!" Annie laughed and said "She doesn't know that!" Later, while they were loading groceries into the trunk of Jenny's car, Annie saw Jenny swaying slightly and clenching her legs together. She knew it well: Jenny had to pee. Annie said nothing about it. She knew Jenny wouldn't wet herself here, they come to this store frequently and she wouldn't want the embarrassment. Annie didn't want it either. Annie closed the trunk and Jenny took the empty cart to the corral. As Jenny was walking back, they heard "Annie, Jenny!" from across the aisle. Their cousin Megan with her daughter Katy was walking toward them. Megan was their favorite cousin, and the only one who lived in the same city (In fact she was only a few blocks away from Annie and Jenny's apartment). They would often babysit Katy for her when she had dates or had to work extra hours. They talked with Megan and Katy for several minutes. Jenny tried not to squirm as she started to become desperate to pee. Finally the conversation was over and they both hugged Megan and Katy, then got into Jenny's car. Jenny held herself with one hand as she drove home. Annie was amused and knew Jenny was planning to wet herself at home. Annie and Jenny both picked up several bags from the trunk and walked toward the stairs. Annie could tell that Jenny was struggling to keep control. Annie purposely walked slowly up the stairs with Jenny behind her and then purposely was slow getting out her keys. She "accidentally" dropped her keys on the ground. Jenny was dancing back and forth now and urged "Hurry up!" Annie noticed a small wet spot in the crotch of Jenny's jeans as she picked up her keys. She turned the key in the lock, then turned the door knob, and as she pushed the door open she heard loud hissing coming from beside her and Jenny pushed past Annie. Annie watched as Jenny stood in the center of the living room with glistening wetness rapidly spreading down both of her legs while loud hissing emanated from her crotch. Jenny, still holding grocery bags in both hands, looked up at the ceiling a sighed in relief. Annie set her bags down on the counter in the kitchen and then headed out to get the rest from the trunk. She could still hear the hissing as she stepped out the door. She grabbed the last of the bags, closed the trunk, and headed up the stairs. She opened the door and found a large puddle in the center of the living room. Luckily, their apartment had linoleum floors in every room. They had specifically looked for an apartment with little or no carpet just for Jenny. Jenny was in the kitchen putting the groceries away, still wearing her pee soaked jeans, socks and shoes. Her shoes squeaked slightly with each step she took. Once the groceries were put away, Jenny went to the laundry room to grab a towel to clean up her puddle. Jenny had purchased yellow towels specifically for pee so that Annie wouldn't have to worry about the shower towels being used for that. They kept them in the laundry room and said that they were "cleaning" towels if anyone asked. Just as Jenny emerged from the laundry room, the apartment door opened. Annie immediately realized she had forgotten to lock it after she brought in the last of the groceries. Katy walked through the door and said "Hey! Whats up?" Megan came in behind her saying "Katy, you have to knock, you can't just walk into people's houses!" to which Katy quickly retorted "Mom, they're family, they don't care!" Katy then looked at Jenny and said "Uh oh, someone had an accident!" Katy was 8 years old. She was a good kid, did well in school, and listened to her mom. However, she was also spunky and very outgoing. Both Annie's and Jenny's faces went bright red. Annie attempted to save face for Jenny: "It was my fault, I couldn't get the door unlocked fast enough." Katy sat on the couch and asked "How often do you pee your pants?" Megan quickly interrupted "Katy! Sorry, we didn't mean to embarrass you, we just wanted to stop by for a surprise visit." Jenny found the courage to speak and said "It was sure a surprise" as she unfolded the towel she was holding and spread it over the puddle. Everyone chuckled and the three girls with dry pants all sat on the couch while Jenny continued to clean up her mess. Now that the embarrassment was gone, Jenny was mildly annoyed. She didn't want to change into dry pants, but it would be strange to Megan and Katy if she didn't. Once the puddle was cleaned up, she went to her room and put the towel in her hamper. She changed into dry clothes and joined the others in the living room.
  22. March 13th, 2017 ( I wanted high risk and surprisingly my hubby did too, on his birthday ^^ ,though we celebrated Saturday as I posted, and we got more then we bargained for ) Today I was expecting to have a hot date with my hubby. I even dressed for the occasion. I had a teal button shirt, long sleeve, a teal maxi skirt, even teal gstring and push up teal bra, lace. Natural colour pantyhose, black loafer dress shoes, I even wore my hair down with a clip. (I had a few buttons undone too ^^) I met up with a few unexpected colleagues at the mall, so we window shopped and just talked about what girls shopping would talk about. I was sipping away at a smoothie as we walked. I looked around and didn't see my hubby anywhere. I got a glimpse of a man in a black suit with a Bluetooth and aviators. I think ^^ Mr warden? Uh oh? I thought maybe my imagination so I kept walking behind my friends. I had to pee, I'll admit by this time, but I don't like using public bathrooms, but my friends saw no issue so we stopped. I was alone and no one else was in the hall, so I went to the entrance where the hall joins into the mall. My mouth was muffled! A guy with a black glove! Warden! I gave a small fight but he dragged me into the family bathroom to find it locked. So he took me into the men's bathroom, that was empty ^^ He tossed me (gently) to the ground and closed the door behind him and placed a maintenance sign up. "Warden..." I gulped scooting back into the wall. "Such a beautiful creature, tell me, have you peed for anyone besides me?" He pressed coming closer to me. "N-no!" I explained. Suddenly I heard the door rattle and voices murmuring the bathroom was closed. My mouth was quickly covered. "Stand up" he whispered harshly. I stood up, only to feel his hand press into my private region. "Please.." I pleaded "I'm with friends.." Pleading didn't help :s (and I don't think he actually realized I was with friends ^^ ) "Pee for me and service me and I'll let you go" he stated. It wasn't hard to notice how excited he was becoming. I really did want to go before any one would notice ^^ I spread my legs so my skirt wouldn't cling, only to find his hand pressing against me as I peed. "Oh no..." I groaned as pee began to make itself evident on my skirt. He pushed me on my knees and I did as he required. After he finished I stood up. "Good girl" he said as he carefully opened the door. Only to find one if my friends outside waiting...and I was behind him in my pee wet skirt with the pee line visable between my legs. "Aha!" My college shouted, looking very confused as she looked me and him up and down. "Oh f...." we both started to say. I was utterly terrified by this point lol. The rest of my friends called down the hall but our friend that caught us promised not to sayy a word but we owe her ^^''' My hubby gave me his jacket and I twisted my skirt to my side abit to better cover what happened. My heart was racing really fast and furiously!!
  23. This happened to me just last week. I was busting my ass all day at work and never got the chance to run to the bathroom, the ENTIRE day. I had a full days bladder and I hadn't really noticed how badly I needed to go because I was so distracted. Anyway, I finished my shift around 5pm and was about to head home, but I realized my car was absolutely dead out of gas - like I was hardly making it to the station down the road. I'm one of those lazy people who waits until the last second to do a lot of things so this was a regular occurrence for me. The need to pee was getting stronger once I was sitting by myself and not super busy and distracted but I still ignored it (big mistake). I really had to stop and get gas and I was confident that I could just be quick about it and jump back in my car to go home. So I get to the pump down the street and there's already two other cars there. I pulled up to the pump facing the road as my car was drastically flashing the "Low Fuel" sign at me. Trying to be quick I began to fumble about my car in search of what I needed. I grabbed my card to pay at the pump (thank god I didn't go inside) and I hopped out of my tiny car onto the pavement. Gasoline fumes assaulted my nose and the sound of cars whizzing by filled my ears. As soon as I stood up I realized I would be doing the potty dance for the next few minutes that I'd be out of the vehicle. Trying to power through the experience, I jammed my card into the machine and grabbed the gas pump. As I inserted the nozzle into my car the need to pee was getting unbearable. I tried to be subtle about my desperation because there were other people around me and I was already facing a busy road. "Halfway there" I thought to myself as I looked at the rising numbers "I can do this" I stopped dancing for just a moment to look at the pump to see my progress and I felt a spurt of wetness dampen my panties. I quickly tried to stop the stream but that little spurt was all my body needed to let the flood gates open. It started slow but quickly got out of hand. I stood there next to my car, frozen like a statue as my panties drenched and overflowed into my dress-trousers. I felt a stream of wetness run down the back of my thighs. Two streams down the front of each pant leg. And a stream at the source, my crotch, easily passing through the fabric and directly hitting the pavement with a little tinkling "splash" sound. I looked down in heated embarrassment as I saw massive wet spots forming and a puddle on the ground where I had been standing. My bladder finally emptied itself without any consideration for me. The streams slowed down and finally came to a stop with a few moments of dripping. Drip. I literally couldn't move I was so humiliated. Drip. Oh god how Is this possible? Drip. Shit, did anyone see me? *a final little stream came out of fear, hitting the puddle beneath me rather loudly* I looked up and saw a guy next to me getting out of his SUV at that moment. Another guy at the next pump over glancing in my direction. I ripped the nozzle out of my car and slammed it back into the fuel pump. My only goal was to get out of public and away from wondering eyes as soon as possible. I was too scared to even look at the stopped cars on the road as I jumped into my vehicle as quickly as I could and started to drive home. I sat for a thirty minute drive with soaked trousers and panties in humiliation and shame, thinking about all of the people who could have seen me. Hoping that there isn't some security footage of the incident but I can't help but wonder if there is... A lesson learned, always make time for the little things or they will make time for themselves...
  24. Nov 4th part two I was let off early with pay for my hard work with the fundraiser. I was still really aroused after I peed bent over for "mr. Warden" who I found out was my hubby. He just wanted my attention for more then an hour, aww lol. (We don't share bank accounts but the money I make is for the extras. He has a lot of investments and stuff, it's complicated but we have access to each other's tho lol) and I must of drank 3 cans of limeade icetea, it's really yummy lol. I wanted to "properly" thank my hubby and his generous contribution (tho it was mostly for tax related purposes). I didn't change for that matter, I was still in my green long sleeved shirt with a black belt, black tight-ish skirt, black pantyhose, and the same black lace bra thong set. I was fixing dinner, easy chicken salad and buns I made the other day, plus a huge extra chicken breast for my hubby. He needs to eat more to maintain his womanly figure lol. He came home and ate. I asked him how he was doing, great. Me too. We cleaned up and I giggled and said "mr warden, you bad Man U" lol, he spanked me lol . He grabbed the custom made cutting table with a shelf and moved it in the kitchen. I squinted my eyes and was curious. He spanked me again and I yelped. He grabbed me and moved me to the table and made me reach my arms under to hold my hands. Click, I felt cuffs. Oh oh oh! "Mr warden! Let me go! " I demanded playfully. I was spanked again, Everytime I said something, he'd spank me. He spanked me hard and a tiny bit of pee escaped. He told me a good girl is a quiet girl and he tied my legs to the legs of the table thingy lol. He ran his fingers against the back of my knees, making me jerk and squirm. It tickled. Then he spanked my again and grabbed my ass really hard. I begged for him to stop only to find my ass being spanked again. He moved so I could see him and lifted my head by my jaw line. "I see you like talking with that pretty little mouth of yours, I can put those lips to better use" he said as he spanked me three times, this time harder each time. My legs were wavering and shaking really bad. I was breathing hard by this time, and the soda, I was "Regretting" that. I whispered for mercy please. He undid his pants and decided to stuff my mouth with something else. I began to slowly pee. The feeling of the build up and pressure being released but building up really excited me. Could I not only feel him in my mouth getting close, pee was running down my legs pooling abit by my feet. He was just about to blow his load until the worst thing happened, my brothers girlfriend walked in lol, he pulled out so fast as he came, it shot all over my face. Eww lol. She looked mortified and saw me pee all over the floor in my clothes bound to the portable cutting table. My hubby stood in front of me trying to hide his manhood. She just stared for a second in disbelief. I was feeling sick to my stomache, even tho it's my place and I'll do what I want and where... Lol. All she said is "that'll explain why your mopping more then you normally do since Darren's been back" she grabbed her jacket , told us she texted us both 15mn ago and figured we were watching a movie or whatever. I begged her pls don't judge lol. Shes like "so you're kinky, I see and know nothing" and left fast. I was so embarrassed but not satisfied . Darren was gonna let me go until I told him, no. Drop em and finish me off bitch lol, I was done peeing and was dripping bad. I like this position, he hit my sweet spot in a way he never did before ;)
  25. As a disclaimer I got kinda personal but it's the way I am I think, yea.. Lol My third offical big moment in omorashi. ((Intro)) Things wernt exactly peaches and creme at the time. In fact we were headed towards divorce, because of me. I'm not just saying that, it was my fault, and my hubby was so good to me and I was losing that, I was really really messing things up. I was suffering from chronic depression, and refused proper help until my best friend helped me gain control of my life and put me back on track, he didn't give up on me, my hubby tried and failed so many times, he was done. We had a huge fight and I threw back in his face all his love, wants, anything that was hurtful to throw back. I resented how he wanted me to grow my hair out, to wear skirts, dresses, thongs, and even his secret fetish of omorashi even though it's been like 7 years.. I was a bitch. This was September of 2016. I honestly was feeling suicidal, you know the saying, 3rd attempt a charm. I also discovered I was possibly pregnant. Things got so out of hand my best friend Jo Jo intervened and even stood up to my husband. (If you knew my hubby, you'd see why it's a shock, he'd tear u to pieces if he wanted too). I felt like Jo Jo stood between me and him, great. If I lost both of them due to me, I'm better off dead anyways.. I got blasted too, he never took sides. I made him angry, D pissed him off. But he stood by and helped us ...well me. I started medication which helped and a professional councillor . Even with my head above clouds, he'd stop touching me..not even a hug...a peck on the cheek or anything. I would of even settled for a punch to the face...I took it all for granted... I was dead to him...and that hurt me so much, it hit me hard. Part 1: I was taking my medication and seeing my councillor. I tried doing things to keep busy. My brother recently got a girlfriend. He's 24, she's 18. She's a lovely girl. We decided to make a family dinner. She wanted to impress my dad. D wasn't even gonna come..but did. He and my dad don't get along. Daddy hates him and It adds to the hurt. I told my dad if he wants me and his grandchild in his life, he better love D now, he had to choose. I never stood up for my hubby...id withdrawal and cry...for days. 6 days once... Jenn called D and pissed him off...he later apologizes and all. After 3 weeks away...I had to decide no matter what , if I love my hubby and want to keep him, I need to go all out, anything goes. I was even concidering his fetish, I was desperate to hold into him. The more I looked back the past 7 years, the more i relized that I had it so good, the love, attention, desire , I was worth something to him that I didn't even know how. He needs me to fight for him he needed me, he pulled all the weight for 7 years, it's my turn to care for him. I also snooped into his email, it was certain, the only reason he agreed to come is to quietly tell me it's done. It was the worst, I even called Jo Jo and he told me a few things that may change his mind as long as I keep it up. Be happy and get the help I need. More legs less mouth, (sex vs oral sex) , he said fetishes and turn ons optional, look into it later if need be. In short, intimacy lol. You know. Wifey stuff. Okay; It was saturday afternoon, my husband was commuting over to our main house. I wanted to wow him. I had a blue sweater based top, thin material, a blue long skirt, kinda flarey with white trim near the bottom, he loves loves love when I have my hair down, with a good sized clip, and brown boots with straps running up my legs. White pantyhose, pink lace and bra set. He loves the lace for something's but solid fabric for others ;). I even got new studs for my tongue rings as well. (Yes I have 2) He finally made it here and you can tell he didn't want to be here. I gave him a huge hug and took him inside. He told me he needed to talk, I felt scared but I had a big plan and wanted to make sure it'll work. I ran upstairs and when he got into the room I took off my shirt . He loves to see me in a bra and skirt, (especially when I go down on him). This wasn't the plan but plans adapt if needed. It's been a month, you can tell he was sexually frustrated. I kissed him and tried to unzip his pants. He refused me and told me he wanted to talk. So I sat on the couch and he on the chair. I told him to sit with me, rest your head on my lap, talk to me. We talked for a good while then Jennifer walked in. I didn't have my shirt...she turned around apologized and left really fast lol. I started to get wet, mm, risky lol. I gasped and we finished talking. I don't think he wants to leave me but I need to still do this. A month :(. It was a good talk I put my shirt on and we went down for dinner. I sat really close to my hubby, even touched him under the table. I'm really trying to get attention lol. He squeezed thr inside of my leg, omg I need him now!! My face went red and I put my head on the table. After dinner we had a movie date with my brother and his girlfriend. My hubby drove, I sat beside him looking at his...stuff lol. We sat in the back, and half way I decided to rub my arm his way. Pop corn...yes! My excuse. I wanted to go back out, but just with my hubby. We dropped them off , I got changed into my white denim skirt made out of a thinner material then most, just to my knees, and purple version of the shirt I was wearing and went out to Denny's. It was open. We made small talk until we got there. Plan P..erm..B is set in motion. I sat there drinking tea and ice tea and talked my feelings on a serious matter. I think I drank like 4 cups of icetea and 2 green tea, I was feeling the pressure. I told him I want things to work, and I'm willing to do anything. I told him what I started to do on my end. It was 1am, and I'm really desperate. I managed to hide it, for now. We paid, for the bill and he held my hand, lol it sounds silly but it meant a lot after a month and stuff.. We drove for 15min? I was gonna burst, I could feel the pee wanting to escape. I persuaded him to pull over and to let me see the stars lol, pathetic but he did. It was warm, I placed my hands in the front of my skirt, I couldn't let go even if I wanted too, it's been so long since I last had an accident purposely. He came up and told me was sorry, he wants to make it work. I told him I wanted to show him something before we head home. Which is a 2 min drive...lol. I told him to move past the car a few feet to show him something. I was breathing very hard and i smoothed out my skirt, closed my eyes, and peed. Pee quickly raced down my legs, streaking my pantyhose from back front and sides of both legs, my white skirt came transparent, you can just tell I was in a pink thong, I pressed even harder and fell to my knees rubbing. D was getting excited but tried to restrain himself. The feeling of piss filling my thong before exploding outwards, I almost orgasmed, omg, it wasn't even a second later Darren lost his control and we began making out. It was blissful, he was so impatient he tore my piss soaked skirt, pantyhose and threw me onto the car. It was exciting, he began drilling me from behind, I came so hard Screamed so loud, and when he was done he turned me around , took off my shirt and his and re entered. I scratched his back until blood drew, he was giving it to me good. I could feel him close, i dug my nails into his back as he exploded in me. Then I heard what everyone wanted to hear after hot sex "hands up where I can see them" Omg...it was the police!!! He got my hubby to go on his knees with his hands over his head, and the officer asked me if I was okay. He was responding to a 911 call that described a rape, my nail marks in his back didn't help. I scrambled to cover up what I could, I kinda knew the officer..,he's sorta my bosses husband...I told him this is my husband, and that he wasn't raping me, I managed to explain things and he told us to go. False alarm. He promised to not say what he saw . Omg my heart was racing. I was dripping and my skirt was torn, hardly covered me lol. We got back in the car. And drove home. I was so turned on, and had to pee again. We got to the door and I stood in the way. I don't think he was ready this fast but I decided to try and went on my knees. I told him to let me show you some appriciation. As I was showing him, I peed again, i felt the warm piss explode out of me. He came but not as much as normal, he wasn't ready enough. After I was done with him I stood up and just let the rest of the pee come out. We snuck inside to be caught by my brothers girlfriend. Her parents couldn't get her so she slept on that couch which is softer then my brothers bed lol. She looked at me dripping in piss, and my hubby with giant nail marks on him. I blushed and buried my head in my hubbies arm. All she said is if her sex life was half as good as ours appeared when she gets to our age and married, she would be happy all the time and it sounds like she wants my brother , ew poor girl. She went back to sleep as if nothing happened. We went upstairs and showered up. I got in my blue satin night gown and blue gstring and fell asleep on his chest as we cuddled. I slept really good for the first time in a long time.
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