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  1. This Was from a couple years back were on my old collage in front of the theater building. just goofing off. IMG_2497.MOV
  2. animepee1234

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  3. Who has ever wet the bed with their partner in it??? Please describe in detail...both males and females please answer...I will tell my personal stories if asked by someone..so feel free to ask me anything after you're replies!!!!
  4. c o t t o n

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    From the album: [Nectar] N Series

  5. Papergami

    female Prissy (El examen) - Part 2/5

    From the album: My Art

    Prissy is in trouble when she must do a test with a full bladder. You can find the full story at https://papergami.deviantart.com/
  6. I contacted the site on the watermark and asked about this video since I couldn't find the model. They said they knew who the model was and that her account was banned for some reason. In not so many words, they said it isn't "their" content to copyright. I thought that was a strange answer since they put their watermark on it. If it is a problem, then I don't have any issue deleting this post/removing the vid. Anyway, she is fucking hot but never shows her face :( Either way, I'd have fun with her in real life :) Tan boobies and wet jeans.flv
  7. File Name: FC2 Collection #8 File Submitter: Kei File Submitted: 24 Oct 2013 File Category: Anime / Japanese Videos Clothing: Various From FC2. One screencap per video is posted. Click here to download this file
  8. c o t t o n

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    From the album: [Nectar] N Series

  9. Lucca_KH

    female Anime 196

    From the album: Omorashi

  10. I feel bad breaking my only one post per day rule, but this needs to be posted! So I was chatting to someone on here who I've been speaking to for a while, feeling kinda ill and having a lazy day. They informed me they were doing a hold. So I sympathetically tried to join in. I'd been keeping hydrated from feeling rough, and was pretty desperate pretty quickly. I wasn't planning on wetting though, just thought I'd go for it. I did this sat at my desk, my pee shot to the opening, or so it felt, and I began to squirm from desperation. I went to get more water and the need to go doubled, I managed to sit back down. A little bit leaked out, but I didn't want to give in so quickly. I was extremely desperate though, and soon spurted leaving a sizeable spot on my crotch. I jumped up, still peeing and took a picture, you can even see some droplets going down my leg! Then I ran to the bathroom to finish up, literally super relieved! I came back and was talking to the person about how desperate they were. I decided if I got desperate again I would hold it past the point of no return. In for a penny, in for a pound eh? They stopped replying for a while and I realised I was desperate again. I had my legs squeezed tightly and I was shaking my toes. As they weren't there to distract me, I began getting more and more desperate, it came in waves and started bringing tears to my eyes. He had spurted and ran to the bathroom, but my predicament was far from over. I got my trusty towel that features so much in these stories, and put it on my chair to sit on. It took forever, a lot of pain and willpower, but a spurt eased its way out. I changed my position to that the towel was pressing into my crotch and no more pee could escape. Each time i shuffled pee spurted out of me and soaked my crotch and butt. I clamped myself in one position. That helped a lot, my bladder was spasming and trying so hard to pee but it couldn't. It was fine to start with, but soon my back began to ache and my bladder went numb. Everytime I moved I was peeing, even the slightest amount, and waves kept hitting me so I was shaking. I soon felt the cold material stuck to me get warmer and warmer as I realised pee was seeping out of me. I was shaking so much but there was nothing to stop it. It started splattering on my tile floor as it ran off the towel, and I peed for what felt like 3 minutes, everytime I stopped I would go to move and more would come out. It was the longest, slowest, most desperate wetting I've ever done... Here's some pics anyway! of my front, the chair, the towel, the puddle my feet, the back of my jean shorts, not in that order necessarily but enjoy :)
  11. Found this on youtube Been looking and I don't think anyone has posted this one yet. If I'm mistaken feel free to delete it Moça fazendo xixi nas calças, wetting her panty.flv
  12. Transformation

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  14. Kenny P.

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  15. Fellow Omorashi lovers, I hope it's okay to post a little request, now that I've tried to contribute a few videos myself. I'm looking for a specific type of videos (or pictures): anything that shows either small leaks or panties with pee stains. My favorite scenario are clips that show a small wet patch inside of a woman's panty – either due to a minor leak or to not cleaning/wiping herself properly after the pee. Pants wettings that only lead to a small patch in the crotch are fine too. For some reasons these seem to get me going even more than looking at full wettings with a lot of pee. So if you have anything like this – or know topics in here that cover this kind of material – I'd be happy to find links in here. Thank you very much!
  16. youromofantasy

    female Wreck of the Day

    Hi, I’m Maya, and I wet myself in my own fucking driveway this evening. *waves* Mistakes were made. I had a normal morning, which usually just involves me drinking a ridiculous number of caffeinated beverages while trying to get some work done. At 2:30, I had a doctor’s appointment scheduled. I like to treat myself to a coffee whenever I drive more than 30 minutes one way and this place is an hour each way. I got in the car a little early and it told me that one of my tires was at 16 PSI. I had just enough time to swing through Discount Tire and have them check/refill it for me, but only barely. I picked up my iced dark roast on the way, not realizing that Discount Tire is the fucking happening place to be at 1:20 in the afternoon on a random Tuesday. There were six cars in front of me in line. I nervously sipped on my coffee as I waited my turn. By the time I made it to the front of the line, I was already feeling a slight urge to pee, enough that I was planning to stop by the bathrooms at the hospital before my appointment. They’re right outside my doctor’s suite and it would only take a few minutes. I pulled into the bay and the nice technician checked me out. Fucking nail in the tire. I had no time left to dick around with it because Google Maps was telling me I was going to be five minutes late already. I could not reschedule. This was kind of a big deal. I asked him if I could make it across town and back safely and he seemed to think so. I high-tailed it north up the highway and got to the hospital five minutes late. There went my visit to the bathroom. Of course, along the way, I finished the 32 oz iced coffee, so I needed to go even more by the time I arrived. This doctor’s office runs on time, so I barely even had time to fill out the visit paperwork before they were calling me back. I felt way too pee-shy to ask the nurse if I could use the bathroom while I waited for the doctor, so I followed her back to the exam room and crossed my legs tightly as soon as I sat down. She asked me a bunch of questions and made her notes and then left me alone to wait. The doctor came in a few minutes later. I knew him professionally from my former career, so we chit-chatted for a little bit before getting to it. He did not tell me what I wanted to hear. They were nice enough to call the MRI place to schedule for me. I waited while they got that done, chewing on my thumbnail and bouncing in my seat a little. By the time I was out, it was a little after 3. The beginning of rush hour. I’m going to be completely honest here. I seriously overestimated my holding abilities. I take full responsibility for this. Dallas traffic is a motherfucker. I weighed the pros and cons of taking five extra minutes to use the bathroom before trying to get home and decided that those five minutes could cost me, and I could hold it until I got home no problem. It might have been true if there hadn’t been an accident on 35 already, causing a backup. The slowdown happened as I was on the on-ramp. We slowed so quickly that the two cars in front of me got into an accident. I heard the crumple of the car in front. I managed to slow in time, as did the car behind me. I am safe. But I couldn’t leave. I was really worried about the person in the front car. That sound was sickening, and I’ll be hearing it echo in my head for a while. Luckily, he wasn’t hurt, and neither was the lady that rear-ended him, though she was hysterically crying. I couldn’t leave that either, so I stuck around to reassure her and explain to her how insurance works and what she needed to do to get herself and the poor gentleman taken care of. Life skills such as those really need to be taught in high school. The entire time we were standing off to the side of the highway, I kept my legs crossed as casually as possible. I don’t know if it was obvious how tense I really was. I’m hoping the gravity of the situation helped gloss over my tiny potty dance. Neither of them said anything, anyway. By the time I got back on the highway, traffic had piled up even more from the accident still up ahead. I got in the left lane and turned up my Spotify. Nothing to do but wait it out. I sang in my car for a while, getting more nervous by the minute, trying not to panic. Driving a car slowly while squirming/trying not to squirm is THE WORST. So is the fact that other drivers can see you more clearly when everyone’s going two fucking miles per hour. I’m certain more than one trucker got an eyeful of me holding myself and bouncing in my seat. My little SUV isn’t that tall and it has nice big windows. I got around the accident and made it the few more miles to my exit. By the time I got there, school was letting out. As you get closer to our subdivision, there are a few four-way stops instead of traffic lights. Traffic had backed up all the way to the intersection to my right because parents were picking their demon spawn up from school. Instead of waiting like a normal fucking driver and letting us all that had a clear way go through, a school bus coming from the other direction wanting to turn onto that street just lined itself right up and blocked the entire fucking intersection for seven goddamn minutes. I’m not proud. I teared up a little. I’m not a crier by any stretch but come the fuck on. I had to take off my seatbelt and unzip my jeans. The first and only leak happened as I turned away from the school and into the residential area. I was less than five minutes from the house. It spiked my adrenaline enough so that I was able to stop almost right away. My vehicle is pristine, and I’d like to keep it that way. I pulled into my driveway and hit the button for the garage door. I did not have the extra few seconds to wait for it to open and pull my car in. I parked in the driveway and opened the door. The split second that I moved to step out, it started. I hopped out and froze. I couldn’t stop it. I just stood there having an accident while the neighbor lady was out walking her Rottweiler and witnessed the whole thing. I’m pretty sure that I’m dead and that this is the ghost of Maya telling this story. The cherry on top of this story is that my husband came home maybe a half hour after it happened and asked me, “What happened in the driveway? It didn’t rain today.” Dead. *buries face in hands*
  17. Electrum

    Appointments

    “Nnn… Nura~…” The Simirror bites her lip as she shuffles awkwardly, pressing her feet together under her robe to stave off the impending sense of pressure she’s feeling. Seeing her companion, the purple Cupie whining for her, in such distress only heightens her own awareness of her need. “I really gotta pee,” Taavi whimpers again, one nub thoroughly ensconced between his feet. He’s never been known for having much shame, but they’re in a public place and he’s essentially holding himself like a pufflet. “Really…” “I know,” she replies, her calm voice not betraying a single bit of her own body’s urges. “We haven’t much longer to wait, though… please try to be patient. The ship doctors have many people to attend to today…” One of the realities of living on a ship was that regular healthcare was somewhat compromised. The Cornucopia’s crew did its best, but with such a large freighter there was almost inevitably too few staff for too many crewmates. So when specialists managed to land on ports, there generally was some massive call for their services all at once. In this case? Urologists. Though neither Taavi nor Nura had much of a history of bladder issues, it was seen as necessary for them to be checked like anyone else. The difference was, perhaps, a matter of poor luck: unfortunately, they were the last chosen of the day, and this had meant they’d been holding the five-standard-unit-drinks of water they’d been instructed to consume for a good two hours longer than they were supposed to. Nura figured that, on her own, she could have dealt with it easily enough. Like most Simirrors, she had an iron will and a focus that was capable of retreating into itself, blotting out all distractions. It was a natural tendency of the mental-focused Simirrors to lose themselves in thought, and in such a state Nura often forgot to eat, let alone relieve herself. But having the vocal, squirming Taavi in the seat next to her kept reminding her of the predicament they were both in. “Aah…” Taavi mewls, curling his tiny pink feet inward. “Nura, please… can’t I just go…?” There’s an edge to his whining that is less plaintive and more serious now. “I’m all s-sore…” And swollen, Nura can’t help but note. Her partner’s slit is just so subtly bulging, not enough for an untrained eye to notice but blatant to her gaze. “Just hold on,” she murmurs, eyes flicking to the timer on the wall. Ten minutes, she tells herself, fighting the urge to put her hands in her lap to hold her own crotch. That would be improper. The Cupie lets out a sad, needy sound and crosses his feet again, straightening up in the chair. He’s been wriggling a lot, and it keeps drawing Nura’s eye to him. She has to admit… there’s a certain strange charm that he manages to have even now, pouting and slightly flushed, his wings quivering a little from the restrained urge. She’s seen him in desperate situations before – frantic to mate, or deliriously hungry, or half-out of his mind from illness… he somehow is often cute in many of those situations, and this isn’t an exception. … Why is she thinking of Taavi this way, though? Surely just seeing his puffy slitfolds tinted pink isn’t enough to arouse her by now… and he has to pee, which isn’t particularly conducive to sensuality. Still, seeing him squirm like this reminds her of his need to mate during his season… “If this takes much longer I’m gonna pee myself,” Taavi mews, shifting to hold himself more openly. He’s given up any pretense of hiding his need. “Aaah…” “Two more m-minutes,” Nura replies, her own desire betrayed with the slight shake of her voice. Hoping nobody’s particularly paying attention, she shifts her hands to her lap to lightly hold herself, feeling the fabric of her robe cling to the outside of her swollen vulva. Being so full… her bladder is putting pressure on everything inside, and she feels hot and heavy there, stuffed in a way that isn’t entirely unpleasant but that sharpens her need to just let loose – “Ms. Bakkal?” the Halcandran Dee receptionist asks, blinking soft yellow eyes at her. “The doctor will see you two now.” Taavi takes a long time to stand, his metal eyepiece blinking red erratically as he lifts himself off the chair. “Hhh…” He groans in a restrained sort of way, shifting a nub to his slit openly. Nura would be more embarrassed for them both if they weren’t essentially alone; the only people around now are doctors and nurses. Still, doesn’t Taavi have any sense of propriety? She would have thought he could handle himself a little better… “Come on, Taavi,” she urges, half because she doesn’t want to stand there shifting from foot to foot and half because she wants to get to the relief of a bathroom as soon as possible. “’K-‘Kay…” Taavi doesn’t even have the energy to be sing-song, and his small lips are drawn thinly as he takes plodding steps into the urologist’s office. His prosthetic wing clicks with every step, a sign that he’s not focusing on adjusting the ratchets properly. His need must be getting really bad… it occurs to Nura that perhaps he’s not exaggerating, despite the Cupie’s tendency to do so. The Simirror draws her robe closer to her body, squeezes her own feet together as close as she dares, and follows Taavi into the room. Since the Cornucopia is primarily a freighter, she is used to having many crewmates living on board her for months or years at a time. With all this in mind, she carries much of the latest technology and comforts of home. However, her medical bay is something of a hodge-podge – because of the variant bodies and the limitations of her mostly-Halcandran technology, her crew has had to take many liberties when it came to stocking equipment. As such, the urologist isn’t working next to a proper bench. Though the Squishy doctor has arrayed herself with equipment, her tentacles are busy arranging plastic sheeting over what has to be a repurposed surgical bench. When she notices Taavi and Nura, she gives a friendly wave with an unoccupied major arm. “Sorry,” she says, in the strange ‘wavy’ way that Aqualiss residents tend to use. “Lots of people today!” She laughs, in a burbling manner, and gestures again to the bench. “Which first?” Nura hesitates. Her usual embarrassment of being seen and felt by a stranger trickles to the surface, much like the liquid still filling her overstuffed bladder. “Ah… well, I suppose I could w-wait…” she murmurs, uncomfortably. Sure, she has to go… but so does Taavi… “No, Nura should go first,” Taavi says a little breathlessly, even though he’s holding himself. “You need to pee too, right, Nura~?” He manages a smile. “Well –“ Stars, Taavi, do you have to be so blunt?! “… Somewhat, I suppose – I just… you’re obviously much more distressed, and I can wait –“ “Nnnn…” Taavi hesitates, asymmetrical eyes staring at her, metal and organic alike. Finally, though, he relaxes a bit, at the prospect of getting to go first – and thus relieve himself. “Okay…” The Squishy nods good-naturedly. “You two are the last. So there is no rush.” Her slippery arms, covered in latex sheaths, reach up to pull the sheeting into place on the bench, and Nura watches Taavi climb up. His motions are slow and shivering, and he squeezes his nub even closer to his skin as he pulls himself into place on the bench. His desperation filters back into her own consciousness, pressing into her mind, reminding her of her own abdominal fullness… she bites back a little hiss and presses her feet so closely together that her robe bunches in the middle. “With all d-due respect, if there’s some way we could finish it up quickly…” A hesitation, as Nura can see Taavi eyeing her with concern. “Er, so my friend can be a-alright…” “I’ll try,” replies the Squishy doctor, wriggling her short walking tentacles as she brings her arms up to smear the ultrasound gel on Taavi’s flesh. “Aah! … Nn, that’s slippery… hh…” At first, Taavi doesn’t look particularly uncomfortable, but as the Squishy starts coating his lower belly his eye suddenly goes a little wide, the eyepiece blinking in alarm. “Eep!” He definitely twitched there… Nura can almost feel the need pouring off of him like it’s a physical thing, pressing into her like the sensations she gets from crystals, writ in her mind’s eye… And she’s sure that she can see a little moisture, just a little, trailing from the edge of his slit. Still, Taavi holds on, panting very slightly – nothing exaggerated like he might usually be, but an extra sort of shallowness as he wriggles on the bench. As though nothing was wrong, the Squishy continues her work, tapping the machine behind her with her extra arms. Nura realizes with an awkward sort of sardonic feeling that, as a urologist, she must see a lot of patients wet themselves… But she doesn’t want to be one of them. The knowledge that Taavi is so close to the edge though… it makes her both determined to hang on for his sake and strangely… curious. Is he actually going to be able to handle the procedure? As the Squishy lowers her probe to Taavi’s belly, the Cupie flushes. “A-Are you gonna press down?” “I must,” the urologist replies, looking a little apologetic. “The sensor works with pressure.” “B-But I… I’m gonna pee if you do that…” Taavi mumbles, actually looking chastened for once. His slit is even more swollen than before, Nura realizes, and the usual flat line of his belly is oh-so-slightly elevated… “I will be as quick as possible…” The squidlike being moves the sensor against Taavi’s glistening stomach, and the Cupie sucks in a breath, eye a bit wide. Unable to grab at his own slit, his nubs slide to the side of the bench, clinging there; he mewls, whimpering as his slit actually flexes, enough to show a hint of candy-pink inside. The urologist, for her part, is nothing but professional and reassuring; her deft tentacles move over Taavi’s body carefully, trying not to press too hard… “N-nnn… haaah…” Taavi’s breathing is so loud now that Nura can easily hear the hitch in every inhale. The Simirror feels a strange mixture of anticipation – for what? – and sympathetic bladder twinges as she watches Taavi shudder on the bench, aching for satisfaction and relief. His genital slit is so swollen she keeps expecting his penis to start emerging, and he’s wiggling and flushed, looking so needy… his eyes slide over to hers, and he manages a very trembling smile. “I-I’m… I’m okay, I just… o-oh…!” A particularly deep press of the probe seems to have temporarily overwhelmed Taavi’s defenses. The Cupie squeaks in alarm as a hot, brief jet of urine leaves his slit, spattering the bench. He flushes more and lifts his feet, trying to close them together to stave the flow off. “H-Haah, oh… s-sorry, I just – I couldn’t h-help it…” the male babbles, blushing and grinning weakly, managing to get a hold of himself again even as liquid trickles down his bare back. “Nnn… w-wow, I… I gotta go so bad…” Seeing Taavi release a little of his pent-up fluids in such a dramatic way sends a wave of pressure through Nura’s own bladder, pushing insistently against her urethra. She swallows hard, sweat standing on the bare skin under her robes. It’s starting to get really difficult not to just go… … And the worst part of all this, Nura realizes with intense mortification, is that she’s… aroused. She doesn’t know whether it’s the intense pressure on her insides, which honestly feels good, or seeing Taavi so needy, but something about this ridiculous situation is making her wet. A few more protracted moments of silent desperation, and the Squishy doctor withdraws her probe. “You’re finished,” she says, ushering the shivering puff off the bench. But he doesn’t immediately leave, even though he has to hold himself – and Nura can see little droplets leaving him anyway, something that makes her have to fight back an especially intense burst of pressure… “I’m w-waiting for Nura,” he declares breathlessly. “Taavi, please…“ Nura mumbles, but she doesn’t argue. It’s hard enough for her to clamber up the bench, her body hot and shuddering, her insides twinging with every motion. The pressure, so intense that it’s almost good, and the embarrassment of exposing her bare belly to a stranger – even a nice, well-meaning stranger – and knowing Taavi’s standing there trying not to wet himself… it’s some weird, perverted endorphin high, and she just shudders on the bench. The Squishy silently works, smearing gel on Nura’s belly with the lightest touches she can muster. Up until now Nura had been able to block out most of the more intense twinges of her bladder, attempting to meditate like her spells taught her, but the Simirror is helpless against the way her body is demanding relief now. It’s not-quite-painful, enough to make her writhe and cross her feet until the probe is pushed there, and then all Nura can do is fist her fingerpads in the paper sheet like Taavi did – “N-Nura… it’s okay…” Despite his own need, Taavi’s little nub closes around her hand, and Nura looks almost shamefully over at him. He’s quivering but smiling weakly. “You’re g-gonna be okay, nn…” Nura doubts that, now that her pulsing bladder is so close to release. Even though she isn’t fighting gravity laying back, the pressure on her belly is just making this worse. But she tries to hold on, tries to clutch her muscles tighter around the waves of need in her body, her arms shuddering as her skin sticks to the metal bench. Somehow, barely, Nura manages to hold on; though a few thin shameful droplets escape her labia to drip down, it’s nothing visible. Shivering, she lifts herself into a half-standing position, her slit so swollen and plump that she can feel it tingling. The urologist gives them both apologetic looks. “Sorry again for the delay…” “W-We’ll be alright,” Nura mumbles, blushing. She just wants to get to the nearest bathroom before she really does pee… luckily, it’s only a few feet away, across the hall. Even so, getting up is so intensely difficult when her body is so full; her feet shake, and she has to cross them to stop herself. Too needy to care about propriety anymore, Nura even presses her fingerpad between her feet, holding herself openly. “Hh…” She shuffles a little from foot to foot as Taavi accompanies her, half-leaning on Nura’s shoulder as they make their slow, uncomfortable way to the bathroom. They’re barely inside the door before Taavi’s almost straddling the toilet, whimpering as his slit flexes openly. Like Nura, he’s been holding so long that his urine actually doesn’t come out at first; only a pitiful little stream, and then a hot burst or two of fluid, pouring from his hypersensitive slit. His moan of gratification as his little body empties itself is… almost pornographic. “A-Aaaah…” “T-Taavi…!” Nura squeals, the wet sound of the other’s release too much to handle in her frantic state. “I’m… a-ah, I can’t…!” She flushes, dragging her hat down partially out of habit to hide her face, her cowlick matted with sweat. Lacking any other options, the shameful Simirror woman yanks up the bottom of her robe, baring her swollen vulva to the cool air of the bathroom. It’s just in time, because a quavering jet of urine escapes her flexing slit. Even seeing that feels incredibly dirty, but the sheer relief… NOVA, it’s like an orgasm. Taavi actually pulls himself away from the toilet at that, stopping his stream and staring quietly as Nura’s trembling body releases another few hot spurts, which pool on the tile floor. He sidles himself alongside the blushing, shaking Nura, before pushing his nub right up against her dripping slit and rubbing gently. Nura gasps at the unexpected contact. “Wh-what…?” “Just pee~” Taavi says in his usual soft, gentle sing-song, smiling almost beatifically. “You really have to go, and you look sore… so I’ll rub you better while you pee, okay…?” Nura swallows. She can’t even help it anymore; her sore, stressed bladder is making her leak against Taavi’s palm, and even if this is the most embarrassing thing in the world she can’t deny it feels so good – the combination of the delicious, wonderful sensation of relieving herself, and the pleasure of her exposed clitoris being massaged, is just incredible. So she inhales, loud enough to make her mechanical air tank hiss in concert, and lets go. Almost instantly, hot urine flows over Taavi’s nub, splashing to the floor in an ever-growing puddle. He just pants softly, rubbing his own dripping slit as he leaks as well around his own nub, the mutual mess running together as he coos quietly at Nura’s relief. Nura whimpers, and then moans, her hiked-up robes bunched in her hands like a lifeline as Taavi continues to massage her. She can’t believe how much was inside her bladder; the torrent feels endless, flowing out of her, and the release of it is so good that she couldn’t stop now even if she wanted to… … Eventually, though, Nura’s bladder empties. Taavi’s still rubbing her vulva and clitoris, more masturbating her than anything now, and his penis has begun to evert, slipping out of his glossy, swollen slit. They’re both covered in sweat, a diluted puddle of pee under them both. “That f-felt really good, huh…?” Taavi asks, his eye hooded. “I… I…” Nura stammers in response, embarrassed and aroused; embarrassed that she is aroused. “… Well… I, er, I s-suppose… perhaps…” “I’ve never had to pee so bad before,” the Cupie continues, his tone low and thick. “I was really swollen… and I saw you looking, Nura~” Now Nura’s blushing more than even before she wet herself. “A-And…?” “And… I kind of wanted you to rub me, just like how I rubbed you… hee hee, but it’s a little dirty, isn’t it~?” Taavi closes his eye, smiling almost awkwardly… and he’s blushing? Wow. That’s rare for him. “I’ve never really, um… liked pee before, eheheh… but being so full really felt kinda nice.” He looks candidly up at Nura. “And I’m super-sensitive now…” “Do you still have to, er… void?” the Simirror asks awkwardly, pulling off one of her gloves almost as an afterthought. “Yeah…” “W-Well, then… I suppose I should return the favour, so to speak…” Nura bites her plush lip, glowing pink eyes overbright, before she shifts her bare hand under Taavi’s slit. He’s so hot and full there already, and he mewls as Nura’s fingerpad presses against the skin, rubbing gently… he replaces his own nub at the same time, and Nura can’t help but splay her feet. Pretty soon they’re both rocking against each other’s hands, and Taavi is panting, his penis almost fully everted. It’s harder to pee with an erection, so what’s left of his wetting is slow, more like spurts than a constant stream; it’s almost like pre-ejaculate, and it has a similar raunchy effect of making Taavi’s needy body seem wanton and hungry for touch. The purple Cupie shudders, green and metal wings twitching and flapping as he rubs Nura more aggressively, massaging her clitoris until a very different fluid from urine leaves her. The Simirror’s bladder being so full before makes her squirting orgasm feel even better than usual. It’s mind-spinning in its intensity, suffusing her shaking body like electricity humming from every nerve, like stars shining in the depths of her mind. Nura gasps aloud at the intense sensations, shuddering bodily against Taavi even as she continues her ministrations on him. Nura keeps pumping Taavi until the Cupie’s moans reach high, keening cries, and soon he’s shaking and clinging to her, slit twitching as his ridged penis pulses in her fingers. As the purple puff reaches his peak, Nura shifts her grip to his knot, and squeezes gently. He squeals, his body vibrating slightly as he climaxes – loud and sharp, semen spurting from him to splatter on his own wet belly as he wriggles and squirms. Evidently the ejaculation feels just as incredible for him as it does for Nura, because he coos in a throaty, sensual way that would’ve made Nura wet even without everything else happening. It’s only after the euphoria of their orgasms die down that Nura manages to take full mental stock of the situation. They’re slumped in the bathroom in a puddle of their own cooling pee and cum… after a Stars-damned urologist appointment. Somehow, the absurdity of the situation is so ridiculous that Nura smiles awkwardly… and then Taavi starts to giggle, and Nura chuckles along with him, and pretty soon they’re both laughing in embarrassment and relief and the strange mutual satisfaction that comes from doing something really bizarre together and both enjoying it. Eventually Taavi’s laughing fades into soft giggles, and he nuzzles Nura’s flushed, sweat-soaked cheek reassuringly, smiling into her skin despite the strangeness of everything. Seeing the Cupie’s smiling face, Nura knows that regardless of how weird things get, her friend and lover will always be there for her… … Even if it’s going to involve a lot of cleaning up after. … “… You know… I think we have another doctor’s appointment next month, hee hee~” “Taavi, you are absolutely incorrigible.”
  18. zuriochs

    female Robbery

    View File Robbery I'm a longtime lurker here and finally I'm able to contribute something. Recently I watched a french movie on TV, right at the beginning there was a Robbery on a jewelry shop. The owner's wife is thereatened with an gun an wets herself in fear. There is not much shown, only a puddle at the end when she realizes that she lost control. I couldn't save the movie but grabbed some stills from it and I faked some ubskirt shots to show the "real thing". The file you see is a slideshow, hope you enjoy it. Submitter zuriochs Submitted 02/11/2017 Category Skirt Wetting  
  19. As the title suggests this story only contains desperation and Squatting whilst Peeing! which personally I'm more of a wetting fan myself, but what I witnessed was one of the most attractive things I have ever seen. The introduction is rather long as I've tried to set the scene as I know the community enjoys that (please let me know if I go overboard) without further or do, my first story. (Also I've marked where the desperation story starts for those who wish to skip it) The clubbing scene is something I love being around just being on the better half of 19 it's still rather new due to the fact that we travel around a lot to find new clubs. As you can tell this ends with a lot of desperate friends on train trips and buses. This memory is so vivid in my head as it happened only last night! The group jumped on the courtesy bus which would take us from one venue to another. The two main offenders were known as (for the stories purpose) blondy and jet black. Blondy is actually a rather good friend of mine, she's known for her open, loud personality and is the less attractive of the two but she's the main focus of this tale. She has dirty blonde hair that reaches just past her shoulders with a cute face and a nice body type. Jet black (JB) is stunning, her black her reaches her chest and she has a face that you can just tell is trouble when you first look at it and she has a great body. They both stand around 5 foot tall. (STORY BEGINS) We entered the courtesy bus with bright personalities all having a good laugh amongst friends, a few comments from all about how we wouldn't mind taking a nice piss when we finally got there. JB drew my attention as I was sitting next to her when she said; "I need to pee so badly, we better get there soon or I'm going to get both you and this seat wet" I came to attention almost instantly as you can imagine! The bus trip was rather uneventful after that, the departure to the next venue was a loud one. Everyone handing out cigarettes for a quick hit before entering but Blondy couldn't help but protest; "Guys, hurry up. I'm about to piss my pants!" She was wearing a small black dress with a cardigan over her. We sat on a bench together where JB stated that she also was about to piss all over herself. It was when we all made our drunken attempts to enter, I myself was offering words of encouragement to Blondy, saying she could make it (honestly I just wanted to stay on the topic) when everyone got accepted entry, she didnt, she talked too much when she wasn't asked any questions and the bouncers at the door denied her entry. I stayed outside with her and she made a few more attempt to get in but to no avail, or the while she was growing more and more desperate; "Ranga, I'm about to piss my pants, lets to see if the leagues club is still open and if I can use the toilet there" I knew it was closed, but it was her idea and I decided to follow; "Blondy, I don't think it's open" But she insisted we check. We came to the main doors and surely enough it was closed. What followed was one of the most attractive things I've ever seen. As we were walking to an oval (she was now just contemplating squatting in public) she paused at a street sign to lean on it and said; "Oh my god, I'm going to wet myself" ..and my heart began to race as I stood there in anticipation, but then she said she controlled it and we began to walk towards the oval, which was about 3 minutes away, we were looking right as it as we walked; "How close are you to wetting yourself?" "So close, I almost lost it back there!" "Well just make it over to the oval :)" "I don't even care if I wet myself anymore I just don't want to do it in front of these people" This is where I started to be suggestive. "We'll just make it over to that tree on the oval and then you can just let it go" She was all up for the idea by the sounds of it, this just proved to me exactly how desperate she was. We quickly made it over to the tree where she dropped her panties and started peeing IMMEDIATELY I stood there in shock as she asked me not to watch, it was the strongest stream I've ever seen it reached about a metre in front of her, I couldn't help but pass a glance now and then and she looked so relieved, then shortly after she called a lift and went home and I was just pretty happy to witness that! :) - Rangadang
  20. maxomaxo2

    female fc2 finds

    Contains Some Nudity (23mins) http://video.fc2.com/en/a/content/20130731q7WK6eRt/ Many more recently uploaded - http://video.fc2.com/a/member?mid=93744676
  21. Can't recall seeing this here, hope you enjoy http://www.p-a-n-t-i-e-s.com/sexy-blonde-peeing-in-her-panties-before-leaving-home/
  22. Gemmy

    female Occupied Bathroom

    As you all know i love nothing more than having a full bladder and holding it until the point where i start losing control. However i don't always wet myself, a lot of times i hold and when i start losing it i go to the toilet. This is only because as much a fan as i am of wetting myself i can't always be bothered with the aftermath of having to clean up and having to shower and change my clothes. When i do plan on wetting i make it so clean up is easy and the clothes i wear im not about getting wet. However there are times when this doesn't work out, an example being what happened a couple of nights ago.... When im holding i like to give myself challenges, for example when my boyfriend is playing Black ops 2 i set myself a challenge of saying im not allowed to use the bathroom until he has reached a certain level. This adds a challenge and also brings in the rule of if i cant wait until he reaches a certain level then i must be punished, and he certainly loves to punish me....just as much as i love being punished :p. So the other night he bought Transformers and i decided to play with him. We played multi-player online and i decided to challenge myself. On the game there are four types of character and you have to level each of them up and i decided that i wasn't going to use the bathroom until all of them were level 10. Having never played the game before i had no idea whether that would be easy, or how long it would take. So we started playing and i started drinking to fill up my bladder. As we played my bladder filled up and it turned out that it didn't take long to get the characters leveled up to 10 and by the time i had done them all my bladder was quite full but not to bursting point so i just decided to see how long i could hold it. I carried on drinking and set about customizing my characters which took a while and when i had finished i was quite desperate. I came off to let my boyfriend play and as i sat on the couch watching him my bladder rose to 9/10 and i sat wiggling and bouncing. I then went to make us a cup of tea and as i filled the kettle the sound of the water splashing around made me almost lose control. I quickly put the kettle back and set it to boil and stood with my legs crossed tight, dancing and bobbing as i waited for it. I heard movement and turned round to find my boyfriend standing in the doorway. I asked what he was doing and he said enjoying the show and he realized he was watching me wee wee dance. I should mention also that i was wearing my little purple satin nightie with white knickers underneath and as i was dancing my nightie, which is very short, kept lifting and flashing my knickers. I figured that's what he was watching, as every time my nightie lifted up and my bum flashed out he would smile. The kettle boiled and i had to stand with legs scissored as i poured the water into the cups, the sound making me leak into my knickers. I put the kettle down and grabbed my crotch, trying to stop any more leaks. I managed to not leak anymore and gave everyone their cuppa's and decided to go upstairs and lay in bed and watch TV. I got into bed and watched TV all the while wiggling and grabbing myself as my bladder continued to fill. I slowly sipped my tea which wasn't helping the problem. By the time i had finished it my bladder was now at bursting point and i lay there bouncing and rubbing to hold it in. I stroked my bulge, loving the feeling my full bladder and moaning slightly as my rubbing made my knickers wet with love juice. I laid doing that for about 15 minutes or so, then i started leaking. I loved the feeling of trying to hold on but every now and again involuntarily losing drops, my knickers slowly dampening and going see through as i leaked more and more. Suddenly my bladder contracted like crazy and i spurted. I knew i couldn't hold on much longer. I rubbed my wee hole like mad to try and hold on just a bit more but it kept spurting. Then after about 5 minutes of occasionally spurting a big spurt came out and then i slowly started dribbling. I was slowly starting to wet my myself and i moaned as i tried to keep holding on. No matter what i did it kept dribbling and then i felt it coming. I was going to completely lose control and there was no way i could stop it. I jumped out of bed and, with my hand jammed against my wee hole, i hobbled out of my room and over to the bathroom. I grabbed the handle and pushed. It was locked. Why was it locked. It couldn't be locked, not when i was about to burst and completely wee my knickers. I listened and heard the shower running. It was either my sister or her boyfriend in the shower. I didn't care who it was, not when finding the door locked had made my bladder decide it wanted to empty even more. I stood and knocked on the door as i slowly started to lose it. I could feel my knickers getting wet and drops of pee running down my legs. Whoever was in the shower couldn't hear me knocking. I had to do something i was weeing myself. The only thing stopping it all gushing out was my concentration on trying to hold it. I hobbled back into my bedroom intending to use the bowl i use to pee in when i want to measure my capacity. It wasn't there, then i remembered it was downstairs from the last time i used it. My bladder then pushed hard and i could feel the contents pushing down towards my wee hole. With out thinking i grabbed the bin from under my desk and sat down on top of it. Immediately my wee hole opened and the contents of my bladder began to empty out into my knickers and into the bin. I sighed in relief as i felt my bladder inside me slowly deflate as its contents gushed into my knickers. After what seemed like forever it finally stopped and i stood up and looked at my bin full of pee. I felt extremely naughty for peeing in the bin and now there was only one thing on my mind. I slowly slid my soaked knickers off and put them in the bin with the rest of my pee and went and got into bed. I pulled the covers over me and pulled the top of my nightie down exposing my boobies and extremely pointy nipples. My fingers began to tease and stroke them as my other hand pulled the bottom of my nightie up revealing my very wet pussy which my fingers delved into and began to slide in and out. Within minutes i was on the edge of orgasm but i love edging myself and kept stopping just before cumming. I did this for about half and hour and by then i was extremely horny and desperate to cum. My boyfriend then came upstairs and when he walked in all he saw was me sat in bed watching TV. The fact he didn't know what i was doing turned me on even more and i let out a little moan. He looked at me and asked what was wrong and i just nodded at my bin. He looked in it and just stared inside it. He then leant down and picked my pee soaked knickers out of it, looked at me and just went "hmmmmm". He then looked at me and i think he figured out what i was doing under the covers as he walked over and whipped the covers off me. I just continued rubbing. This time i wanted to cum, the fact he was watching me play with myself was going to make me cum. Just as i started to cum he grabbed my hand and moved it away. I moaned as my pussy contracted and begged to be touched, to be pushed that little bit further and make it cum. I begged him to let me finish and he shook his head and told me i wasn't allowed to touch myself. I then thought he meant he was going to finish it for me and told him he could. He then shook his head again and told me that only good girls are allowed to cum, Naughty girls are not and then proceeded to use his fingers and tongue to edge me over and over but not allowing me to cum.... ....and ever since he told me that which is now days ago i have been in orgasm denial and every day i have edged myself in the morning in bed and when im in the shower and he has teased me every night. Needless to say i am insanely horny and want to cum so badly. I guess i will just have to be a good girl, which is hard cos as most of you know, im a very very naughty girl ;)