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  1. Do you prefer wetting out in broad daylight or wetting in the chill night air? For me, it’s all about nighttime, I just love the feeling. 3F8B64EC-F8C9-4AC2-A788-A77BCE864748.MOV
  2. Say for example: You're in a library and decide to use your diaper but the hissing and/or filling up sound is more (or at least seems to be a lot more) audible than you first anticipated because of your unusually quiet surroundings.
  3. View File White Leggings Wetting A nice, short video from the pornhub user RavenBigAss (https://www.pornhub.com/model/ravenbigass). The video is self-filmed, and the wetting itself is pretty drawn out, she slowly lets it out a little bit at a time throughout the video. This video contains nudity and masturbation, if you aren't into that, you should prolly steer clear. If this video's been uploaded previously, my apologies, if not, please enjoy! Submitter Gabby Jay Submitted 08/15/2019 Category Peeing
  4. This Saturday I had a really nice surprise. I went to a cafe with a Tinder match from my regular Tinder profile, not the Omorashi one, so she didn't know about my fetish. Not only that, she was one of those extremely shy girls, she blushes and smiles at any romantic talk. She is Japanese, single, 32 years old, and work as a nurse. You can skip the next paragraph if you don't want to hear about how we met. This was only the third time we met. On the first date we had a brief kiss only and she soon retreated, I assumed I did something bad or somehow she felt pressured into doing it - which I'm always very careful not to do, and I absolutely respect consent, so that really freaked me out and made me feel terrible. I apologized, but she said she liked it and apologized instead saying she just feel shy in public. We were sitting by a canal in an empty park at night, so I found that hard to believe and did not try anything else. But we still continued chatting for a few hours and met again a second time when I also did not try anything again. So on this third meeting (date?) she actually told me she liked me, very directly, and that she really is just that shy. I said I was into her also, but that I wasn't looking for anything serious since my last relationship ~3 years ago and I didn't want to give her any false expectations. She said she was looking for a serious relationship and that she was sorry about it. I explained I am a terrible boyfriend, that sometimes I just disappear for a while when I don't want to meet anyone and that I'm happy being single and having no responsibilities. We decided we better be friends. She always has interesting stories from her work, family, she is into craft beer and explained me about it, and she is also a great listener, so we continued talking for hours, until about 11 pm. Her house was rather far and I was thankful she took the train to meet me despite the risks with Covid, so I told her I could drive her home, it was a 1 and half hours drive. When 30 minutes away from her place she just turns to me and something like that follows: Her: Ah, it's ok. Me: What is ok? Her: Not a relationship. Only meeting sometimes... Me: You mean you want to date even if it's casual? Her: If I find a boyfriend we will stop... Me: Sure... I'm ok with that. Her: I don't need to go home then... And just like that, we went to one of the love hotels near the main road. For people who are not familiar with Love Hotels in Japan: there is nobody in the reception (usually), only a large touch screen TV (used to be a panel with pictures and buttons). The TV shows the rooms available and the prices, you choose the one you want and a ticket with the room number comes out or arrows indicating the direction to your room illuminate on the hallways. Most hotels have some "thematic" rooms, which I never stayed in because I just find all of it a bit ridiculous. So I told her to choose which room she liked, and to my surprise she choose one with this weird BDSM chair (we didn't use it and I don't even know what it is for). That was a surprise to me, so I asked her what was that and why she choose it. Her reply was very honest: she had a boyfriend who was really into BDSM so she just choose it out of habit. She told me the stuff they used to do, which to be fair, was actually not as crazy as I imagined. And then she asked me how about me, if I have done anything like that... ...I felt comfortable with her honesty, and just said "I'm into pee". She asked me to explain, I did, talked about wetting and she said it was innocent. We haven't done anything yet still, and she wanted to take a shower (Japanese often like having a shower before sex). I asked if we could go together and she said yes. So in the end SHE WAS HONEST when she said she was shy in public only! Right before getting in the shower I told her to excuse me to use the toilet first, to which she replied: "I need it too, but I will just to it here [in the bath] when you enter". Instant turn on. I entered there and she just squatted and started peeing on the dry floor, before even turning on the water. It was a strong jet and it spread easily on the whole floor and on my feet. She looked to me while doing it and asked: "is this what you like?". I had no words. It was a shallow sleep for us after all the [vanilla] fun of the night before. We opened our eye around 7, she went straight to the toilet, and then before getting back to bed she drank half a bottle of tea from the refrigerator. We were chilling on bed until about 10 am, when she made some mention to get up and I asked: Me: Where are you going? Her: I need to pee again... Me: No, don't go, stay here. I hug her and we started kissing. She didn't say anything for about another 15 minutes. But then she asked me: Her: Can I pee? Me: Sure... [she started moving out of bed...] Me: Where are you going? Her: To the toilet. Me: You don't need to... Her: But I will need to pee soon. Me: You can pee any time... Her: ...here? Me: Yes. Her: Are you sure? But your leg... [my leg was in between her legs] Me: I would enjoy it. .... .... .... Me: Did you pee? [I didn't feel anything] Her: Maybe only a little, or not, I don't know... I'm holding it. I really need to pee. Me: You don't need to hold. You can just relax... if you can't pee outside the toilet don't feel bad, you don't need to make any effort. Her: [blushing] it's not that... if I relax I'm afraid I can't stop it. Me: That's ok, the bed has the waterproof sheet. Her: But you will get wet too... Me: I won't mind it... ... ... ... I didn't feel the pee in my leg in between her legs... but I felt the bed around me getting wet, first near my but and then spreading up until close to my chest. She really didn't stop it. I think she noticed how much I liked it because as soon as she finished she just jumped on top of me, we both in completely soaked bathrobes and we started doing it again in the wet bed. After resting a little, she went again on top of me (cowgirl style) and just said, more like a warning than asking for permission: Her: I need to pee again. Me: Any time you want. She proceeded to unbutton hers and my wet bathrobe and then laid down on my chest. I could feel her breasts against me and soon her warm pee trickling down in between my legs. It seemed like a little trickle, but it continued for a while... I felt a little lake forming bellow my but and just grabbed a towel that was nearby and shove it below us as the wetness spread beyond the mattress protector. Despite my movement she didn't stop, she saw me grabbing the towel and covered her face with both her hands while laughing and saying: "Sorry, I can't stop it! It's much more than I expected!". After we were done she let me take some picture of the outcome. Unfortunately the white sheets did a great job of hiding the visual part of the wetness, but they were truly soaked and heavy. The brown bathrobes we were using and rolling on, and the towel I used to try to reduce the damage show it better. The brown robes were completely wet as we kept wearing them while having sex and rolling on the wet bed. That's what soaked most of the wetness: This whole area marked in red was very wet to touch, it even reached the pillow: The towel that didn't make much of a difference: In between the wet sheets and the bed protector: And, finally, a shy but proud, girl hiding under a (this time, dry) towel: She really seemed proud of how we she made the bed and was happy when I said I never seen anyone pee that easily in a bed without worrying about making it wet. I also think she could noticed the effect she had on me 😉 Before we said goodbye she told me she will search and read about Omorashi and that she hopes next time she can do more. I'm looking forward to it!
  5. Work has been extremely busy these months, severely limiting the time I could spend on anything omorashi related. A while ago @Tellnoone suggested peeing while cycling, and ever since I really wanted to give it a try. Yesterday, I finally had the chance to do it. To make sure I actually had to pee, I made sure to drink enough water before I left the house and took a full water bottle with me to drink during my ride. I can’t give out my exact location (for obvious reasons), but I can say I live fairly close to a couple of major cities, and only a few km from the beach. I own a sleek lightweight race bike, which is perfect for cycling on the bicycle paths that flow through the dunes. I left my house around 3:30 PM and enjoyed a nice 15-20km ride before I felt I was getting desperate. Because it was a Saturday, it was quite busy still, especially this close to the beach, and I didn’t have the courage to wet myself yet. Instead, I drank some extra water, had an energy bar, and continued cycling. The continuous movement was making it harder and harder on my bladder, but despite my black winter cycling gear, I still felt like it wasn’t yet dark enough to try to wet myself. By the time it did get dark, most people had left. The dunes were pretty much deserted, apart from an occasional group of cyclists passing me because my speed had significantly dropped. I stopped to grab my lights from the saddle bag and attach them to the frame. The cold made it difficult to stay still, and I suspected my need to pee wasn’t helping either. I wanted to test the waters (no pun intended) and decided to relax a bit. I could feel a small spurt escape but the streetlights weren’t bright enough for the wet spot on my pantsto be noticeable. Satisfied that it was now sufficiently dark, I got back on my bicycle and started paddling. My first attempt at relaxing my muscles was unsuccessful – nothing happened. I paddled a bit further and once I reached a more downhill stretch, I tried again. I could immediately feel the warmth, which was quite a contrast to the cold air. It probably didn’t last more than a couple of seconds, but I enjoyed every bit of it. Sadly I had reached the lowest point, and had to cycle back to a higher spot. Once on a more flat part of the path, I reaches a decent speed, stopped padding, and relaxed again. The pee came out instantly and I probably wouldn’t have been able to stop the flow, even if I had wanted to. But I didn’t want to – it felt heavenly. My pants were soaked and my bike needed a rinse, but this felt amazing. The warm pee running down my legs, the cold air on my face. The flow finally stopped, and I could see my pants were glistening in the light. It took another 30 minutes to get back home and during those 30 minutes I peed a couple of times, making sure my bladder was completely empty. I stopped at a car wash down the road, sprayed my bicycle, and shoes, and then it was sadly time to go home.
  6. A few weeks ago I joined the Omo Discord- and yesterday I decided to join in on the fun and try my first hold. It, uh, didn’t end well needless to say- but I wasn’t deterred at all! I decided I’m gonna start getting myself to a point where holds are both fun and easy to fail- and that started with the need for weakening my bladder. So waking up this morning, I decided to have a little “accident” before my shower. It didn’t go very well- not for bladder related reasons but rather because I woke up a ticking timebomb of anxiety and was too wound up to really enjoy being naughty. So I didn’t go until later in the day, where I (sorta) tried another hold and had some success- but again wasn’t able to go all the way because of unrelated circumstances. Eventually, it was the middle of the night, and I was totally dry. I’d just gotten done playing Jackbox with some friends, and figured I’s try to at least have a leak or two. So, I stood up, and way faster than I was expecting I leaked a little pee. 1. It felt good, so I decided to have another one. 2. I could have stopped, but 3 felt like a better number to end on. So, after a bit of moving, I did another peepee in my pants. 3. I was ready to stop for the night, but the bad influences on the discord convinced me to do one more. So I got back up, stood my ground, and did another pee. 4. Of course, while I could have stopped, five was a more satisfying number, so I went again. 5. But uh, I went three times before so I’ll go a third time again. 6. But seven is a lucky number so uh. 7. Oh my god my pants are so wet. 8. I’m making such a big mess. 9. This feels sooooooo goooooood. 10. After 10 leaks, I realized I had to stop before I spent the whole night leaking into my pants. The fact I even had one leak, let alone so easily, was impressive to me. If I’d tried that like a year ago, under the same conditions, I’d never have gotten out a drop. It seems like my wettings are paying- my bladder is finally starting to get weaker. I still have a long ways to go, of course, but at this pace I feel like it’s only a matter of time before I start having genuine, unplanned accidents. And when that happens, hehe, things are gonna get a whole lot wetter.
  7. I woke up this morning with a noticeable feeling in my bladder: I kinda had to go potty. Normally I'd go straight to the bathroom first thing, but I had the house to myself today and I didn't wanna waste the opportunity. So I put on some clothes, particularly some light and soft black sweats, and went straight downstairs. One thing though, I was absolutely freezing, so I was honestly too cold to go just yet. So instead of doing the normal thing and turning the heat on, I decided to take a bit of a walk around downtown (unusual for me). I spent around 20 minutes walking around, trying to warm up and calm down a bit I guess. My bladder didn't really get any better or worse- and there was one moment where I briefly considered being incredibly naughty and wetting myself at the crosswalk. I decided against that though- I didn't really feel like having a public accident in broad daylight, in the heart of town no less. So instead I just walked home. By the time I got back, I was panting and aching- just all around a very sweaty and stinky girl. I decided it was a good time to make myself even stinkier- just with a very different scent. So I stood still on the floor and spread my legs a bit- and after a bit of delay I felt a warm pitter patter in my below. I was having an accident, and it felt absolutely lovely. I started to hear a hissing sound as it got more intense, and I just loved every second of it. After totally tainting my undergarment a bright yellow and leaving wet patches on my soft black pants, I ended up lying down and pleasuring myself. I loved feeling the wetness of my ruined pants as I pressed my legs together. After eventually climaxing I just laid there for a moment, basking in the mess I made. So yeah, I'd love to do that again 😉
  8. View File Tumblr Refugees - Wetting Content My final Tumblr content, this time wetting clips, salvaged from the sinking ship that is Tumblr. Not every video survived or will survive, but I managed to find these on my favorite blogs before they went tits up (pun definitely intended). ***Contains Nudity*** Enjoy Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 12/12/2018 Category Female videos Clothing
  9. He tried, ######. Izaya worked his hardest to try and earn his parents approval, but they never noticed. No matter what he did, the most he ever got was a curt nod and "excellent, keep up the good work." He just wanted them to focus on him and no one else, if only for a few minutes. After the incident with Shinra, he had been taken into protective custody, and he was expecting that they wouldn't care. But they did, and his father beat him with a cane, and it hurt, and....and they were finally devoting all of their attention to him. It felt amazing to know that he was the only thing occupying their thoughts. Izaya decided that the only way to get their attention was to make them angry, to make them punish him. Neither his mother nor his father noticed their son drinking several large glasses of water in the evening. Izaya was grateful for that, because if they had they would make him use the toilet before bed-he used to have a bedwetting problem. At the time, he had hated it-so humiliating, waking up to the smell of urine and cold, clammy sheets, having to tell his parents what he'd done....but now that he was older, it would get him in trouble, wouldn't it? Teenagers didn't have accidents, and his parents would be furious if the mattress got stained. The raven-haired boy stayed awake studying long after the rest of his family had gone to bed, feeling the pressure in his bladder escalate, until finally he felt like he'd explode if he didn't get to the bathroom within the next minute. Izaya slipped into bed and pulled the covers around himself tightly. He rolled onto his stomach, wincing at the pain in his abdomen. Just go, he told himself. Despite how bad he had to go, it was almost impossible to relax his muscles, but he finally managed it. A faint hissing noise came from under the sheets, and Izaya sighed in relief. It felt nice, actually, the warmth gushing out of him and onto the sheets. A puddle spread around his hips as he deliberately pissed his bed, then stopped after almost a minute, leaving him panting and nervous. What if his parents didn't react at all? What if they sent him back to bed, told him to change his pajamas and take a shower without even fully waking up? His face was red as he stepped out into the hall and walked towards their room. They were mad, alright. He shook his mother awake first, whispering for to get up. "What is it, Izaya...?" A deep breath. "I....had an.....a-accident....." She opened her eyes, fumbled for the lamp. When she saw her oldest child standing next to her bed with urine dripping from his pants onto the floor, she was furious. Izaya was fifteen years old! This was ridiculous! She sat up and immediately slapped her son across the face. He gasped, delighted. It worked, it worked, it worked! He giggled quietly as his father stirred awake and rolled over to look at him. The man's lip curled in disgust. "Are you kidding me?" Izaya happily shook his head, and his mother slapped him again. "Wipe that smirk off your face this instant." His father got out of bed and dragged Izaya to his room, then shoved the boys face into the mess he'd made, rubbing his nose in it. He spanked his son with a belt until Izaya began to cry from the pain, then instructed him to keep the saturated garments on until morning.
  10. Hope y'all like. Just me wetting some jeans. IMG_0616.MOV
  11. Today was the end of my first week at my new job, and a couple of my volunteers and co-workers took me out for drinks after work this evening. I was wearing a long ankle length dress and pair of my favorite little mermaid panties (black fishy panties). Well after a couple of drinks (really good local craft beer, Vancouver has tonnes of this), I called the hubby and he came and joined us after his work and some complicated transit. The celebrating ended somewhat early, so that it was still light when we headed for the Skytrain home. Now as some of you know, I’ve a bit of a reputation for being a slightly leaky and messy drunk. I wasn’t drunk at this point but I was feeling incredibly naughty so rather than head right home with my hubby, I took us on a detour when we got off the Skytrain and led us to a park near our place. We hung out sitting on the grass for a while talking and laughing and then making out a little bit like horny teenagers. It was tones of fun. I love doing this sort of thing, as I really didn’t do it very much as a teen, but I need to be in the right mood. Well I definitely was in the right mood and getting more excited by the minute. I was sitting with my dress underneath me, and at one point I shifted my legs so that it pooled around me, exposing my panty-covered bum to the cool grass. While kissing my hubby I guided his hand up my dress to touch me over my panties. It felt very naughty being felt up in a public place, and my heart was pounding. My bladder was also filling. The ride home from the pub was not a short one, and I’m not known for my iron bladder. It was becoming noticeably full, something that was not by the position I was sitting in. Feeling the urge, combined with being incredible turned on as a result of the serious heavy petting I was experiencing and the beers, I decided I wanted to be extra naughty. Switching into little’s mode mid-kiss I broke off to whisper in my hubbies ear “Daddy, I have to pee.” He stopped for a moment, his hand still rubbing the outside of my panties. “Right now? Can you hold it?” He inquired, playing along gamefully. I shook my head in an exaggerated shake. “You want me to…” But before he had a chance to reply, I grabbed his arm, pushing his hand firmly against the crotch of my panties, and shook my head. His eyes grew wide. He’s not into wetting and kinky stuff all that much, but he knows how much it turns me on, he didn’t mind playing along, knowing it would drive me wild. It didn’t take more than an instant before I released, as I really did have to go, and I flooded my already slightly damp panties. The feeling of warmth that spread quickly across the gusset of my panties, augmented by the pressure from his hand (which had stopped rubbing) was amazing. I could feel the grass around my inner thighs and bum getting wet and was suffused in a full body feeling of ‘naughtiness’ looking out around the public and well-occupied park as I soaked my panties. I think if I had been doing this exact thing as a teenage I would have climaxed right there on the spot, but I’m no longer a horny teenager, I could certainly wait until I got home, but just barely. After I had stopped, I reveled n the feeling of warm pee slowly cooling in my panties, and continued to look around the park at the various people, going about their day, oblivious to the enormity of the panty wetting going on under my dress. After a little while, my hubby removed his soaked hand and wiped it on the grass. I grinned at him in a horny-stupid grin I’ve seen mostly guys make, and blurted out something like “Take me home Daddy, I had an accident.” Now out of character he said “I’ll say you had.” And he helped me up. As I stood, I was careful so that my dress didn’t get into too much contact with my soaked panties. I could also feel the now cool pee running down the insides of my legs, like tantalizing chilly tongues, licking my inner thighs, sending tingling shivers all over my body. I wobble a little at first but then we were on our way. Our place is about 5 blocks from the park, and about a block along I asked my hubby if he could see a wet spot, while feeling my bum. He informed me that he could not, and I was satisfied that the thickness of the dress and downward dripping motion of the pee, meant that no one could see I had peed my panties. I loved the rubbing feeling of the wet edges of my panty gussets on my inner thigh, and I could feel my pulse throbbing in my sex. My heart was pounding, and my entire body was screaming for sex. The elevator ride up to our flat was almost tortuous, if I hadn’t been holding my hubbies hand. He tried at some more role play, and blurted out something about little girls who wet their panties needing to be punished, but I stopped him, moving out of the age-play dynamic which sometimes he has difficulty getting into, I whispered in his ear in a distinctly un-little voice. “I need you to fuck me, and hard.” I could tell that this took all the pressure off him. I rubbed up against him like a scent marking cat and groped the front of his trousers. He was pretty hard when we exited the elevator and headed for our flat. I’m glad we didn’t run into any of our neighbours at this time. Once inside, we both shed our clothes with gusto. My shoes were off and in a single fluid motion I had my dress up over my head so that I was standing in the front hallway in nothing by a bra and wet panties. Still mostly dressed my hubby guided me into our room, and undid my bra. When we went to remove my wet panties I stopped him and told him I wanted them on, and that I wanted it rough. He was naked before I knew it, and I was on my hands and knees on the bed, exposing my wet-panty covered bum to him. He reached for the wet gusset, and pulling it aside, entered me, roughly. I don’t usually share these last details in my story, but I couldn’t resist sharing this part today. The feeling of being fucked (this was no love-making), while still wearing the panties that I had wet in public a short while ago drove me wild. Every thrust shifted the fabric of my wet panties against me let, and reminded me of my ‘accident.’ It did not take either of us to climax and it was certainly a most satisfying one. As I came, I could feel myself leaking considerably, and I added even more fluid into the soaking panties. I was all manic and energized from the park activity and couldn’t lay still for the post-sex cuddle. I also had to pee again, that very pressing after-sex pee that has to happen now. Well I grabbed my husband’s phone and stood up, I was dripping cum into my panties as I did so. I found a well lit place in our room, and shot some video of me soaking my panties even more. I couldn’t stop dripping cum, and pee, and all manner of other sexy fluids into my panties. I stood there and enjoyed the rushing feeling, the unstoppable dripping feeling. Filling my panties. I took two videos (well more than that), but I had to do some amateur editing to cut out my girl parts, which were clearly visible at different times. I think I must have leaked into my panties for a good 4 minutes. And afterwards I had to put on a Goodnite, as I was dripping all evening! Soaking Panties 1.mp4 Soaking Panties 2.mp4 Well, I wanted to share this story with you all, I hope you enjoyed it. It was certainly tonnes of fun for me! You can’t quite make out just how wet my panties were because of their colour, but they were certainly soaked. The shot of the gusset provides an example of just how wet they got. In case anyone is interested, the panties in question, dried after being soaked thoroughly twice, are for sale, in case anyone wants them! Let me know and get in touch or visit my site: http://rachelkirwan.wixsite.com/panties Rach p.s. Now that my panties have dried, I can tell you that they smell divine, the perfect after-sex and panty-wetting accident smell!
  12. One of my most vibrant memories of my youth was the day I intentionally wet myself. I was in the first grade. Our teacher was a horrid old maid, who was very strict on washroom breaks. Though we were old enough to be in school, thus toilet trained, there were quite a few kids who couldn't hold it long enough and wet themselves in class. That day I the squirming of David caught my eye. He clenched his legs together, slipped his hands between, and shook, all telltale signs of needing the toilet. I can't recall if he asked to go, but all was in vain anyway, as I watched with morbid curiosity as slick darkness ran down his khaki corduroy trousers. There was a forceful hissing sound, as the torrent pooled at his feet. He was permitted to go to the washroom to change, but our teacher had no sympathy in her cold eyes. His accident was a watershed moment (pun!) in my life. I wanted to know what intentionally wetting was like. There were the occasional accident, but I was overly cautious and went to the toilet every chance I got. I never drank much in the way of fluid because fluid = peeing = accidents. I would triple void (or more) before bed to avoid bedwetting (still problems, but I tried). I rushed home, and was alone. My Grandmother was lived next door, but I was allowed to be alone until my folks got home. I needed to go, as always, and usually dashed for the washroom as soon as I got home. Instead, I prepared, taking off my shoes and planting my socked feet square on the tan low cut carpet. Letting go, I released, wetting my jeans. The urine was warm, rivulets of wetness ran down the length of my stiff denim jeans. The feeling was amazing. The fear of being caught and the intensity of doing something so forbidden made my heart beat so quickly. I sloughed my warm, soaked jeans. The feeling of wet pants was familiar, from accidents, but this time was different. I was in control of this. Tossing my pants and drenched panties into the pile of dirty clothes and hoping that mom wouldn't say anything, I cleaned up and changed before anyone would be home. Hope you enjoyed as much as I did.
  13. Hey everyone!! Not too long ago, I wrote a post asking how I might gain access to the men's room, that I might scout it out and, some day, maybe attempt to use a urinal. I finally bit the bullet and, while I haven't yet tried the urinal, I did explore a men's room and even did some...unorthodox...peeing!! The day after I wrote the post referred to above, I began looking around for some viable bathrooms for my adventure. I am still too timid to sneak into an interior restroom, so I primarily narrowed it down to gas stations and parks. Unfortunately, it seems like most of the parks in my area lock up in the evening. The gas stations, however, do not. I found one such station not too far from my apartment that has exterior single-occupancy bathrooms. Immediately, I knew this would be my first target. Last night, I finally worked up the gumption and committed myself. Around 11:30PM, I began chugging tons of water, figuring that if I'm going to explore the men's room, I'm going to empty my bladder in there one way or another. In case something came up where I needed to dispel my urine stores quickly, discretely, and cleanly, I swapped out of my jeans into a cute skirt and forewent the panties. Around midnight to 12:15, I could feel the urge approaching. Excited, albeit a bit nervous, I jumped into my car and sped off. Within minutes, I pulled into the gas station parking lot, the pressure steadily increasing, though still not urgent. It occurred to me that it might be a bit strange to drive up, enter the wrong bathroom, and then speed off into the night, so I parked and waited for the song on the radio to end (Sweet Child O' Mine, anyone? ). Once it concluded, I entered the gas station store and paced around inconspicuously. I meandered to the back of the store and perused their drink selection. I wasn't yet bursting, but, under normal circumstances, I definitely would've gone to relieve myself. I glanced at my watch...12:35. I grabbed a bottle of water because, hey, if you're going to commit, why not jump in with both feet? I took the bottle to the guy at the register, trying not to fidget too much. He was in the middle of something, so it took him a minute to respond. As the seconds passed, tick by tick, I felt my bladder filling, drip by drip. As I began to wonder if he noticed me standing there, he finally looked up and asked if I were ready to check out. I set aside my urge to make a sarcastic remark in the name of getting out quickly. With a yawn, he handed me my bottle of water. By then, I was shuffling uncomfortably from foot to foot. I don't think he noticed. I briefly fantasized about the possibility of letting loose right there in front of him and how he might respond. A grown woman peeing all over herself right in front of him, forming a giant pool right in the middle of the gas station. I smirked and went with my better judgment to not go that far. As I made my way to the door, I groped myself briefly. I was desperate now. I glanced at my watch 12:45. I progressed to my car and sat on the hood, facing away from the station and road so I could chug my water and hold myself without attracting attention. I only downed about a quarter of the bottle. I couldn't bring myself to drink any more as I sat there, dancing in place, about to pee all over the parking lot. "Okay, now!" I thought to myself. I rose and walked around the side of the station. "Good," I muttered under my breath, "The coast is clear." My pace quickened, as did my heart rate, as I approached the restrooms. I wasn't even trying to hide that my hand was firmly planted between my legs. I stopped between the doors for the men's room and the women's room. I looked at them both, my heart pounding, each pulse an insult to my urinary tract. Looking back, I probably would've chickened out, but between the urgency to urinate clouding my mind, and the knowledge that I'd never make it home without wetting in my car, I finally bolted for the door of the men's room. I pounded it open, the light flicking on as the door swung. I immediately slammed the door behind me and locked it. Isolated at last. I broke into a huge smile as my eyes fell onto the urinal before me, but the smile dissipated slightly when I recognized the state of the bathroom. It was utterly filthy. Are all men's rooms like this? There was what I presumed to be pee all over the floor and lip of the urinal (which probably would've turned me on if I weren't in such an agonizing need to add my own). I knew I wasn't ready to try a urinal (my experiments in the shower revealed I need significant training), so, shaking from both excitement and desperation, I rushed over to the seated toilet, my feet splashing gently in the cold fluid on the floor. With one look at the seat, however, I knew it wasn't going to be an option. To any guys reading this, honestly, is it common practice to just pee wherever you want in the bathroom? It appeared as though the last gent didn't even aim. I doubled over in desperation, nearly letting out a spurt. "Okay," I thought, "The toilet's not an option. The urinal's not an option. I'm not even going to look at the trash can. That leaves the floor." I urgently raised my skirt and nearly released when my eyes fell onto a different option...the sink. I giggled like a little girl and dashed over to it. It's sunken into a counter, so I clamored on top, careful not to bump my abdomen on the way. I had barely positioned my lower half over it and raised up my skirt when I finally succumbed to the desperate pleas of my bladder. Almost instantaneously, a warm jet of clear urine spat from between my labia. Pee splattered violently into the basin of the sink as a wave of relief rushed over me, sending chills throughout my entire body. Goosebumps emerged on my arms and I laughed with delight as I looked over at the urinal beside me. "Unbelievable," I thought. I hovered my butt over that sink for what felt like forever, pee jetting out relentlessly. I glanced up at the mirror in front of me and howled with laughter at the ridiculous sight of myself. I had a full view of everything, the pee glistening as it shot out from my lady bits. Finally, the last few trickles came to a halt. I glanced up at the mirror again, briefly savoring the comical (and honestly, pride-inducing) sight. Then I realized that, in my frenzy, I neglected to acquire toilet paper. I let myself down from the counter and hobbled over to the TP dispenser, this time, a bit more careful to avoid the puddles on the floor. I grabbed a wad and wiped, letting my hand linger a bit longer than necessary, giving some attention to the tingling feminine anatomy below. I threw my used toilet paper into the trash can and washed my hands, grinning at myself in the mirror. I opened the door cautiously, looking to see if anyone was lingering around. Clear. I made a dash to my car and drove home, celebrating my first adventure into the men's room!! My next goal is to master standing to pee in the shower!! [Penis envy intensifies]
  14. View File Pink Dress Panty Wetting Not exactly sure what's going on in this more vintage video, but a woman in a (rather tacky) pink dress eventually squats down and pees her white panties. Enjoy, Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 10/02/2017 Category Female videos Clothing
  15. View File Me peeing in my Jeans This was a video that was recorded on the 09 May. Not much more to say then me wetting in my jeans :3 Submitter Novaraven747 Submitted 12/04/2017 Category Peeing
  16. View File Wetting grey leggings So uhh, this is my first attempt at anything like this <///< After having an intentional hold whilst chatting to omo friends, I scurried away and decided to try film the outcome. My bladder locked up and became quite shy when I had gotten into a position I was intending on filming and I tried to stand back up when it hit... however I managed to get this short clip from it. With this being my first ever sort of video, feedback is appreciated~ Submitter Ashi Submitted 10/18/2017 Category Peeing
  17. Hi everyone! I decided to get wet and naughty tonight.. The original plan was to just let a couple of spurts go into my underwear, but once I felt the warmth and wetness spreading, it was very hard to stop.. Had to keep the couch dry, so eventually I masturbated and filled the toilet with the remaining contents of my bladder..
  18. Hi all... So, I was born with Cerebral Palsy. I use a wheelchair all the time now. I used to walk with a walker or crutches when I was younger but those days are past. So my title is misleading, but not really. With my disability, even when I walked, going to the toilet was an event. It wasn't two minutes in and out. It took time. Combine that with the "Is there an accessible bathroom here?" and other things most people don't think about, it was something that i focused on, a lot, even before it became kink. So in this thread I will tell stories from my early years that brought me here. II know you guys will have questions, and that's cool. But in the interest of saving everyone time I'm going to cover the basics.. First a few ground rules: 1. No pity. I don't want it. 2. No telling me I'm brave or inspiring. I'm not. 3. I grew up in the 80s and 90s. I have long since tired of the ever-changing politically correct language in the disability community. In polite company I say handicapped, among friends I say words like crippled. I joke about my own disability. If that bothers you, this thread may be a bumpy ride. If you try to speech police me it will get bumpier. Now a quick list of answers to questions you didn't ask but will. Yes, I have worn diapers for reasons associated with my disability. Never for kink though because in my mind it is associated with my disability. Hospital, road trips where bathrooms weren't guaranteed, and post-surgery usually. Yes I used my disability to get away with wetting, though more so after it became kink than before. When I was younger there was guilt about someone else having to clean up a mess that I caused on purpose. As to whether my parents knew I did it on purpose: Yes sometimes, but it was usually with permission or at their request for convenience reasons. No, my parents never really punished me for accidents. At most frustration if it was preventable and my fault. My friends and peers mostly just thought it was a disability thing, and didn't care too much. Some of those who caught on to the fact that I was "allowed" to have accidents with little consequence expressed jealousy. Last but not least on the obvious questions: Yes I can have sex, everything works, I'm not paralyzed. Yes sometimes sex involves pee play. No I will not be telling those stories in public. Sorry. General stuff about me, I'm in my early 30s, I have an older sister who will be involved in my stories but the name I use will be fake, because I do not have her permission to write about her here. No, she's not into the kink. Yes, she knows I am. For the purposes of this topic her name is Valerie, and I am your host Erin. That is, in fact, my real name. I was control potty trained at two but I have in fact never gone an entire year in my life without a legitimate accident. As a teen i randomly became an accidental bed wetter again for a few years. So, to properly understand some of the stories I will tell in this thread you need to know that I am, and have always been, really small. I'm 4'8. You also need to understand that even when I could walk, my balance wasn't great. I fall. Never been seriously injured but I have sat in a puddle of my own pee whole looking at the toilet before. More than once. I move slow, I can't use a regular stall, I can't squat to pee outside, and my bladder is as small as the rest of me. That's the overly-long tour. Story in my next post.
  19. Mandy Moore AKA Alyssa Reece wets herself on purpose in her car, then again after she gets out. :) MandyCarWetting.MP4
  20. The problem with so many planned "professional" videos, as I see it, is they don't feel that personal. There is a wall between the audience and the models where you never really feel like you are part of what is going on. Usually, the most involvement you tend to get is feeling like a voyeur, watching something that your not supposed to. That is why I love this video so much, personally. It puts you on the other end of a webcam conversation with a girl who intentionally wets her pants for you. I feel this helps bring you in, making you a participant in the video in a way that feels more authentic than what you typically get. Just to be clear, this isn't Nikko having an accident. Accidents so often feel fake in produced videos. Even if done well, deep down you still know that it is just a performance for the camera. In this video Nikko doesn't pretend to be any more desperate than she actually is, she doesn't pretend like she can't hold it and has an accident. She intentionally wets her pants for your pleasure. And because she is doing it on purpose, for you, it feels more authentic. Let me know what you think. Warning: This video contains full nudity. After Nikko wets her pants she ends up taking them, you get a very clear view of her lady parts. There isn't any extreme close ups, no masturbation or inserting, but if you don't want to see her bits this probably isn't the video for you. vid_688.mp4
  21. Fun With my spouse some nudity kinda View File First time ever for video of me doing this so I seem a bit awkward .Decided to have some fun in front of my husband,hadn't wetmyself in forever been hooked on good nights for a bit so it felt amazing husband loves it. No real nudity just some lip and a lol rubbing really.um enjoy I guess Submitter Iceprincessmae Submitted 08/15/2018 Category Peeing
  22. IMG_0194 (1).MOV Hey all. I bought a new pack of briefs recently, so I figured it wouldn’t hurt to break them in a little. My finger covers up the lens for about a second, so sorry about that ?.
  23. File Name: みずもれ MIX 44 File Submitter: Kei File Submitted: 05 Sep 2015 File Category: Female Wetting A new compilation video ripped from FC2. It's over an hour and a half long and has something for everyone--desperation, accidents, intentional wetting, masturbation, squirting, public wetting, school girls, uniforms, and more. Enjoy! Click here to download this file
  24. I give my friend Dan guitar lessons every Monday night at his place. He lives about a 20-minute walk from my apt, and seeing as I hadn't had a good stroll I decided to hoof it. Before leaving my place I had a big cup of coffee and some water, making sure to use the bathroom before I left. As Fall is upon us Dan had his heat on, which makes for a very dry space. Naturally this made me drink my entire 1 L water bottle over the 1-hour lesson. We also went on about 10 extra minutes, jamming over the 007 theme. Once Dan realized we went over an hour he said that he had to leave right away to meet friends for drinks across town. I asked to use the bathroom before we left, as my bladder was starting to send slight signals of distress (thanks to the coffee I imagine). Dan was adamant about leaving immediately, so I acquiesced and went on my way; I didn't have to go THAT bad. Well within 10-minutes, and with only 10-minutes to go, my bladder was throbbing. I couldn't believe it! I have an iron-clad bladder, I pressed on in the brisk autumn night. At that point my roommate called asking about the food on hand in our kitchen. As I was explaining the contents of our fridge I suddenly realized with a start: I was peeing! I kept walking as there were people walking behind me. I had unleashed a steady stream into my underwear but I held back the flood as I continued talking to my roommate, though the small accident and cool, dusk air only weakened my resolve. After I finished talking to my roomie, I decided that I had nothing to lose: It was getting dark, I was wearing black corduroy and black fabric shoes; no one could see a thing and my roommate obviously wasn't home. I took a detour through some back alleys and thought I'd just end the discomfort immediately. Without reservation I unleashed everything inside me while walking; a cascade of urine poured into my pants flooding my crotch, legs and filling my shoes. I could hear sloshing in my shoes as I walked and admired the small trail of pee I left in my wake. Sure enough, as I stepped under the lights of my street you could hardly see a thing, save a light contrast between the dry and wet fabric. I went inside the vestibule of my apt building (an old row-house), shut the door and took off my shoes. I walked barefoot to my front door and stripped as soon as I got in the house. I even had myself a shower before my roommate came home :D Hope y'all enjoyed the read! Cheers
  25. I got bored a few nights ago and decided to soak the carpet floor by wetting my thin, black panties. I had been holding it in since lunch around 12 PM and it was about 8 in the afternoon when I wet myself. I didn't really feel up to doing desperation photos, especially since I kinda just sat there and peed. But anyway, here are the photos I took. They're not that great since I had to stretch my arm behind my back in order to take the pictures, so I apologize for the blur. Probably the largest puddle I've had so far.
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