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  1. long time lurker its my first time posting here, just wanted to share a hot experience i had with my amazing bf who isnt into omorashi, doesnt know i am either, but this situation was god sent to me. im new to posting so if anything is breaking the rules or is too inappropriate or whatever sorry lol so im very into piss and bladder desperation and last night after a night out with drinks naturally things got heated and he was way more vocal than usual, grunting and moaning more and more every time he thrust against me and twitching inside me in a way that i could tell was a bit more intense than usual, but i blamed it on alcohol and that we hadn't had sex in 2 days. then as i was riding him full on making the bed creak he grabs my hips and practically begs me to stop for a moment, his words: "I'm so sorry, I didn't want to interrupt us at first in case you got bummed out but I'm can't hold it any longer than this" and i swear i involuntarily grinded a few more times on him and came immediately. I was able to pass it off as playful teasing and told him sorry but I was so close he was so sweet and was like no it's okay, sorry im stopping at a time like this and he immediately went for the bathroom and i got to hear him piss like a racehorse. Needless to say i was so horny at all of this and also felt a bit bad for him because he apologized again, saying he'd been holding it since we left the bar and couldn't wait anymore and i was just trying my best to not reveal how hot this is to me because i havent really talked to him about my fetish because like i said i doubt he would even come close to consider it, aside from some things I've said playfully and he thinks im joking. Let me tell you though to me... he definitely seemed to enjoy it even more than usual, i could tell from his twitching and his moans 😉
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  4. Unfortunately, due to work and family situations, it only happens a few times a year that me and my partner S get the chance to spend a whole weekend together on our own. There´s so many things we´d like to do together. We could record music, plan an art exhibition, watch a ton of great movies, or go for a long hike in the wild nature. But what we always end up doing is to engage in our fetishes. We have one each. So we dress up and pee our pants, sometimes at home, sometimes in another town. You need to know what to prioritize. This weekend started with a four hour train ride, checking in at the hotel and some recovery. I had a stomach ache at first, while the stress slowly faded away. It gave room for excitement and tension. All those ideas I couldn´t really think of when I was in the middle of all that work stress started to steam. We lay on the bed and made some plans for the following day. This was going to be good. But first, our standard evening activity. Leave our jeans and hoodies on the floor, dress up in suits and go out. The three piece grey suit was my (or probably my partner´s) choice for the night. We had a drink at one bar, and then moved to another one. I hadn´t been to the bathroom for a while (of course) and was starting to feel signals from my bladder already in the first bar, but then it eased down. We had some great food at the second bar, a popular and cozy place, except for the bad music they played. When we were done there and went for a walk my bladder was well ready for some fun. We walked along the waterside, and I spurted a little bit into my pants every time we stopped to make out. Hard to say how desperate I actually was. I probably could have held it without too much effort, but I had no such self discipline. When we started to walk back to the hoteI I could feel that the wetness had soaked through my pants in the crotch, but S said that nothing showed. We stopped one last time to kiss before leaving the walking path and cross the street, and I took the chance to wet a little more. Just a little… One second, two seconds. I stopped when I felt the chilly trickles down my legs, almost reaching my shoes. We were almost at the hotel when S saw a sign of a grocery store and remembered that he needed something from there. To visit a store after having wet my grey suitpants hadn´t been a part of my plans for tonight, but I didn´t resist. S checked me up again from behind in the streetlights, and once again said he saw nothing, and I thought that if he, who was looking for it, didn´t see anything, then I was probably safe. But once inside the store he strolled behind me again, and… “hey… I think you should know that…” “Don´t tell me NOW that it shows…” “It does. Let´s just do this quickly.” There weren´t many people in the store, but it was still a bit stressful. I tried to act causal while at the same time trying not to turn my back against people. I´m not dead scared of being seen with a wet spot on my pants, but right when it happens, when I find myself in a situation I can´t really escape, I do feel nervous, and I definitely don´t want anyone to see. I don´t know if someone did this time. S claims it´s a good camouflage to be dressed up like that, because my whole appearance is what people are looking at… But I guess that depends on what kind of fetishist you are. On the way to our hotel room we didn´t meet any more people. S was now getting desperate to pee and said we´d better take the elevator. “As long as it doesn´t get stuck”, I said, “but then we both know the deal”. I have told him about this fantasy I have that if the two of us ever get stuck in an elevator while he´s desperate, I´ll happily let him pee in my pants instead of his own to save him from the embarrassment. We realized though that it wouldn´t have been such a brilliant idea in this elevator that had transparent walls, so maybe it was good that the elevator didn´t stop. Once in the room, while S rushed into the bathroom, I checked my behind in the mirror. There certainly was a darker shadow on my butt and crotch, but it wasn´t that bad really. The night ended like it should. A full pantswetting in the shower, sex, clean-up and bed. If that night was our normal “vanilla” thing, the next day would be more psychologically challenging and adventurous to us. A kinky relationship opens up for so many “first times”, and apparently we never run out of them. We took it slow and easy with the breakfast and morning routines, but then it was time to go out. S started to pick his outfit for the day, and then I said “well, I´d better be gearing up too”. But this time didn´t mean dressing up in his fetish gear, the shirt, tie and suit. Instead I nervously picked up a pull-up from my backpack. S smiled when he saw it. I had told him the day before that this was something I wanted to do with him, but Since I had never involved him in this exploration before I felt a bit insecure about it, but also excited. This would also be my first time wetting a diaper in public. Even if pantswetting has been my main interest, I´ve had some fantasies about diapers too. I have just needed some time to accept it and find out what it´s all about. I´m still in that process, I guess. I slipped into the diaper, and put on my underwear, showing S that it was hardly visible. Also with tight jeans on, this thin pull-up didn´t show as my jeans were still a bit baggy in the crotch. We took the bus to a shopping mall with secondhand stores just outside the town, and there we looked around, found some stuff to buy, and had a coffee. I didn´t need to pee yet, but just wearing the diaper all this time, feeling it, knowing I could pee anytime I wanted to, was such a comfy feeling. And to know that my partner knew I was wearing it. We were both in that kind of nice and slow fetish buzz, as if we had taken the same drug. When I first started trying diapers I expected them to give me the same feelings that I get from omo play (and tended to be disappointed), but that isn´t really fair. With omo, especially in public, so much is about planning how to get away with it, the nervousness about getting the timing right, measuring the desperation level, the imagined humiliation, the inconvenience of the wet pants and feeling them against my skin. I love that. But wearing a diaper is like the opposite of all this, and I have realized it gives me an experience that I don´t get during omo play. Something more chill, slow and relaxed without all that focus on exactly when, how and where those seconds of peeing will take place. It´s interesting, still a bit of a conflict for me, and I love my partner for being so sweet and supportive about something that has been tricky for me to be honest about, even with him. We left that place to go to a shopping centre at another bus stop, but the rain started pouring down, and the stores weren´t the ones we expected, so we just got back up on the bus without even leaving the bus stop. Even with this fail we were just happy. I could feel a slight need to pee, but the desperation took it´s time to grow, and I felt no restlessness about it. Back in town we went to a couple of other clothing stores, and now I was ready. I started intentionally leaking, in the middle of the store with lots of people around. A little bit every time we stopped to look at something. And a little bit more. S found himself a two piece suit that he wanted to try, and we went to the fitting room. While S tried it on and was happy to see it was a perfect fit for a great price, I was standing there wetting myself in slow spurts, feeling the heat pool around me before it got absorbed by the pull-up. It was nice to do it slowly and a little bit at a time, but I didn´t really need to be that careful. In case of a diaper leak, I had jeans with great absorbance, and I had a long rain coat that would cover the patch. This was a wetting with 0 % risk taking. We made one last stop at the pharmacy and I peed some more at the checkout. Then we went back to the hotel room. The diaper had swelled quite a lot of course, but it hadn´t leaked a drop. Even the seams of my underwear were still dry. And now that I had the chance to put my hands inside my pants I realised I was horny as hell. Perfect. I decided to save this tension for our next adventure, and we just took a shower. If you´re familiar with BDSM-terms and hear the word “switch” you probably think about switching between the dominant and submissive positions, but when me and my partner first started talking about doing switch scenarios long ago, we had something different on our mind. Our plan was to switch fetishes. This means in one of the scenarios I would be the suit fetishist instead of my partner, and in the other one he´d be the omo-lover instead of me. A serious and intimate role play, as a way of changing the dynamics and getting to know each other even better. We have already spent so much time inviting each other into what turns us on, talking for hours and joining in the practice, finding our own ways of liking it. Now ready for the next step, this isn´t supposed to be just one scenario, but many. Today we were going to make the first try. In scenario A, my boyfriend was invited to a wedding with a strict dress code, and since he wasn´t used to dressing up he had borrowed some clothes from his brother. Me, his girlfriend and secretly a suit fetishist, had offered him some help, all excited about it of course, but trying not to let it show. Carefully and a little hesitant I picked an outfit for him. The black pants. The blue shirt. I helped him with the buttons. I picked a vest for him and a matching tie. And then as I slowly succeeded to do a nice necktie knot, everything got even more intense. All that pent up sexual energy from my earlier wetting adventure was combined with the many memories of my partner starting to shake in front of me with his full focus on me and my clothes. The fire within me found it´s right direction and the switch was complete. The desire and attraction was so big I had goose bumps on my arms. And it couldn´t be hidden, of course. My scenario partner didn´t fully understand what was going on with me, but he liked to see me like that and responded to it. While we took some photos and had him try another outfit, the tension just kept growing between us, leading us straight to the bed, where we fucked, as a great and inevitable ending to our first and very successful switch scenario. Sobering up after sex we realised we were really hungry so we made ourselves ready for our night out, now both of us dressing up. The dinner at the eritrean restaurant was fantastic, and the drinks we had at the first bar too. In the second bar they made them all too sweet, but I didn´t care much about the taste of my drink because I hadn´t been to the bathroom all night, had been a bit desperate already on the walk between the bars, and now I was all excited and ready for Switch scenario B. An omo-lover in the closet having his dreams come true as his girlfriend is having an accident… Almost too much of an omo-cliché. We all know which website that inspiration comes from. What I was going to do to stage this accident, I had done before, and I knew it would work out just fine, but I was still a bit nervous. When our drinks were almost finished I complained about being more desperate than I thought, and went to the bathroom in the back of the pub. I locked the door. I sat down on the toilet. I peed. Everything good, except for the little detail that I didn´t take my pants off. I just peed right through them. It felt weird to hear the sound of my pee stream hit the water while at the same time my underwear became warm and wet, but the relief was nice. Once finished peeing I stayed seated to let the last drops fall. I was standing up a bit too early and could feel some pee that hadn´t yet made it through the fabric drip down the inside of my legs. A few drops landed on my shoes and the floor, and I wiped them off, and tried to see in the mirror if something showed on my pants. As always my black suit pants didn´t let me down. Nothing seemed to show. But still it was a big rush to unlock the door to let someone else in, and then make my way through the crowded bar, after having peed a full bladder into my pants. Now it was playtime, Switch scenario B had started. “Let´s go now” I told my partner. “Are we going already? Alright.” he said, and we left, while I tried to compose myself, knowing I was way too shiny with excitement for the character I was supposed to play, someone who just had an embarrassing accident that didn´t turn her on at all. Out on the street my boyfriend was confused. “What´s wrong? I thought we were gonna stay out all night” “Sorry… But I kind of messed things up a bit…” “What do you mean?” “ Have you ever had that experience… You know, when you really need to pee and then you finally get to a bathroom and it´s getting hard to hold it just because you´re so close?” “Yeah, of course…” “Well, it happened. I got wet. I need to change.” “What? Did you wet yourself?” He looked almost chocked. “Just a little, but…” “Go ahead, let me see…” He went behind to see if something was visible. Then he asked me again what exactly happened. I waited until the people passing by were further away and then I explained that the only bathroom was occupied, and I had been squirming a bit outside the door. Then it opened and I had rushed inside and was just about to pull my pants down when I realized I couldn´t because I was wearing suspenders that I would have to get off first, and in that moment the pee just started coming. I managed to stop the flow so that I could finally get my pants down to pee the rest, but some damage was already done to my pants. My boyfriend listened to my story with big interest. I had decided that my own character would be one that was outspoken and not particularly humiliated by this event. A bit embarrassed but laughing it off. And also confused when suddenly in the hotel room my boyfriend asked if he could feel with his hand how wet I was. “You don´t have to… well, alright…” He touched the wet fabric in my crotch and now it was obvious something was going on with him… He was way too excited. I took my pants off and showed him my light blue panties. There was a huge soaked patch reaching from the front and almost all way up my ass to the back. “Oh my god, you´ve wet yourself a lot!” he said, and couldn´t get his eyes off my underwear. Not his hands either. “You know this is pee, and not lubrication, right?”, I smiled. “Yes. I´m sorry you had an accident, and this might seem weird, but… I find this really hot”, he admitted. He started to explain, that this was a thing he had often been fantasizing about, but never had the courage to talk about. I asked him a few questions and he replied. I was surprised and puzzled about this whole situation, but not put off. “If this can make you happy, well then at least it was good for something…” I said, amused by the look of his face. He was hypnotized by my wet underwear. When he started touching me I allowed my character to become just as turned on as I was myself. We put some protection on the bed so that I could lie down and he continued his hand work while I had my wet panties still on, until I climaxed. Then I begged him to cum over my body, and he did. It was a fantastic experience to step out of my fetish and hand it over to my partner. To have him admiring my wet accident, to see and feel his desire. So much acknowledgement in this. What a gift. We fell asleep in each other´s arms with hearts full of love. Next day we went to a couple of museums before taking the train ride home. Then we had at least a couple of things to talk about if someone asked what we did last weekend.
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  6. This story contains peeing from a female and a male. Some sex and naked peeing. And some wetting. I just wanted to write an idea I had last night. My first straight couple story. And see if it could be a story. It did. But is it any good? You tell me. My name is Jon. Me and Mia had been a couple a little more then a year. But this was the first summer that we lived together. We are lucky enough to have a nice house with our own pool. It's not big. But mostly it's just me and her in there. The neighbor couple are with us from time to time. Even when they are the pool is big enough. Inside the house we have a nice kitchen in a modern style. The fridge has ice-cube maker in the door. Perfect for the warm days when we feel for a cold drink. TV room with a surround system. We love movies and sometimes we sit on the sofa for six hours or more. All the time we hold each other. For me to watch a movie is good. But to cuddle with Mia is the best thing ever. We make food and goes to the toilet before we start the next movie. That's our way to avoid pausing. We also have two bathrooms. But only one of them has a shower. We plan to put it another shower head so we can stand under the water at the same time. Now when we take a shower together. And yes it does happen that we have sex in there. But I think I can count the times that happened on one hand. We have to take turns under the water. But the best thing is to just stand there soaping each other up and hug each other a bit of course. And now when we just have one shower head we have to stand close. So I personally don't feel like we have to rush with the other one. The yard has only a couple of tress around the pool deck and a hedge al around the yard so we have some privacy. None of us like garden work and that's why it's simple to maintain. Today we have been cleaning the house. It's a hot day but it had to be done. So when Mia cleaned the kitchen, I took the bigger bathroom. When we are done with them, al the other rooms are much easier. In no time everything will be nice and clean again. Not that it was a complete disaster, it never is. But it's always a great feeling when you have cleaned up. When I was done with the rooms Mia wanted me to clean I went in to the TV room where she was now sitting. - Darling. How about we take I nice shower together tonight? I asked. - You would like that. Wouldn't you? - Of course I would. I mean we deserve a reward after everything we done today. And as a bonus I will see you naked. I said with a teasing smile. - Aha. Maybe I should start to shower with my bikini on so you can't drool over my naked body anymore. She gave me a teasing smile back when she said it and started to walk towards me. She kissed me and continued to walk in to the kitchen, opened the fridge door. Soon I heard her say something that I couldn't hear. - What? Did you say something? - Yeah. Well I was talking to myself really but just so you know we don't have anything to eat. - Oh I see. If you just tell me what you want I will go to the store. - Thanks darling. How about something a bit extra to celebrate a good job? - Sure. How about I buy a nice steak and ingredients to make your special potato salad. - You want me to make that after everything I have done today? - Yes why not? You won't be the only one. I will need to but the steak on the grill. I said with a smile and kissed her on the cheek before I went out the door. I don't mind going to the store. We both do it. But to be honest I'm the one who does it the most. Just because I love to do things for Mia when I know she had a rough day or if I just feel like doing something nice for her. When I got back home, the front door was looked. So now I knew Mia was in the backyard. And when I opened the door and put everything where it should be I walked to the backdoor and sure enough it was open. I went outside and saw Mia standing in front of the pool in her green bikini with her back to me. She didn't notice I was back. I just stood there watching her, al 6 feet of her. She has the perfect body, normal build and 36D size breasts. Her brown shoulder long hair was glistering in the sunlight. Suddenly I saw something else glister. Her legs. I looked closer and that's when I could see her bikini bottoms was much darker between her legs. She was peeing. I continued to watch her stream until she was done. I smiled continuously the whole time. I started to walk closer to her when her stream started to decrease. Pee was still dripping from her when I slowly took my arms around her and gave her a hug from behind. She jumped a bit before she realized it was me. - Oh. You scared me honey. - I'm sorry babe. I just wanted to hug you. You know how much I love to stand behind you and hold my arms around you. - Yes I do. How long have you been watching me? - Not that long. I was watching you and was just about to walk closer when you started to pee. So I let you finish before I started to walk. - I'm sorry you had to see that. - Don't be. I don't mind. It was just a bit of a surprise. - Please don't think I'm disgusting. I don't know what I was thinking. - You have nothing to worry about. Nothing wrong with peeing in swimwear. They are meant to get wet and I think almost everyone has done it sometime in their life's. - She turned around and gave me a big smile and started to kiss me. - Thanks darling for being so understanding. You said you think most people had done it. So have you? - Of course I have. Lots of times when I grow up. - How about in your adult life? - Yes I have. I have done it at least once every summer. When we started to date each other I had to hide it. Just like you I didn't want you to think I'm disgusting. She smiled and started to kiss me again. I hugged her and soon I felt her hands move around my back. So I took one of my hands and started to move it down to her panties. Soon I felt the wetness between her legs. And I'm pretty sure it wasn't just pee either. She started to moan more and more. Just when I thought she was close to orgasm, she took a step back. - How about we continue this in the bed later? - I would love that. Will your panties be just as wet? - Maybe they will. She said teasing me. - With pee? I said with a smile and gave her another kiss. Mia just smiled back at me and turned around so she could jump in to the pool. I smacked her ass just when she jumped. When she surfaced again she turned towards me and winked. While she was swimming I started the grill. While I waited for the right temperature I watched Mia in the pool. - Okay babe. I think you have to come up now and start with the salad. - I think your right. Mia started to climb up the pool ladder. When she was up she walked towards me, before she kissed me. She took a couple of steps away from me, smiled and gave me wink before she looked down on her feet. I followed her gaze and it was easy to see that she was peeing again. Not that much this time but it was enough to see. When she was done she laughed before she went inside. Damn I really love that girl. We didn't talk about her wettings. We just enjoyed the food. But I can't lie. I did think about it a lot, and was really looking forward to be in bed with Mia. - When we were done eating. We watched some TV when Mia gave me another surprise. - Hey. How about we take a shower together before bed? It will be a nice foreplay don't you think? - That's a great idea. I love you. - I love you too. She gave me a kiss, took my hand and started to lead me to the shower. We undressed each other between kisses. Soon we were naked and got in the shower where the kissing continued. Mia took one of her hand down to my cock while she started the shower with the other. There we were, under the water caressing each other. When I felt Mia's hand touch my cock more often. I decided it was time for me to touch her pussy. Soon she moaned again, this time I hoped she would have a orgasm. But once again she stopped kissing me and took her hands away from me. - Darling this is amazing. But I was so in the moment that I forgot to pee. - But we are in the shower. Just pee. I honestly don't know why we never peed in the shower together before. - Your right. It's weird we never done it. So it's time for that to change. Mia had just finished her sentence when her pee started to flow. It was the sexiest thing I ever seen. I never thought that a peeing girl could be so sexy. I could hear the hiss from her and I don't think I ever been so hard before in my whole life. I just had to put my hand over her peeing pussy before it was to late. She didn't stop me. So I pulled her closer, caressing her pussy and feeling the pee between my fingers. I kissed her at the same time. This was like a dream. I loved every second of it. I feel I needed to pee to so I just let it out. Mia stopped kissing me when she realized I was peeing too know. I saw the desire in her eyes before she started to kiss me again and directed my stream to her stomach. Even when we were done peeing we continued to kiss and caressing each other again. Neither of us came in the shower. We wanted to save that to the bed this time. As soon as we were in bed, Mia was on top of me. It was the best sex we had for a long time. We both came hard. Mia first and hearing her made it for me. Afterwards we just laid there looking at the ceiling. - Wow that was amazing. Mia said between deep breaths. - It really was. This has been a perfect day. - Do you think the sex was so great just because we peed together? - I don't know. But it's easy to test. We just do it again tomorrow. - You want to do it again? Did you like it that much? - I really did. It was one of the sexiest things I ever seen when you peed through your bikini. Glad it turned you on. It turned me on too. It never done anything for me before. But I guess it did just because you saw me and all the kisses that fallowed. - This is great. We have found something that turns us both on. Now how about some cuddling? - I would love that. It really was wonderful day and it wasn't over yet. I soon moved my hand down to Mia's panties. I moved it around on top of them for I while. Soon I felt they got more and more wet. - Oh honey. Are you turned on again already? - I am. And it's really weird. I was just thinking about the peeing we did while you touched me. - I'm so happy we did it. I love to see you turned on. - Well I think you will see me like this a lot for a while. - Great, now let me make you have another orgasm before we sleep. - I would love that. But first I have to pee first. - Again? Your bladder seems to fill up a lot faster today. - I guess it's because I drank a lot while your where in the store. - Oh I see. Well I know this will sound a bit weird. But I think you should just let it go right here in bed. - What? I can't do that. We can't sleep in a wet bed. - We don't know that. We have never tried. I promise I do the laundry tomorrow if you do. - Well I won't do it anyway. That's one step to far. - Okay honey. How about you just stand beside the bed and wet yourself on the carpet then? - That I can do. I really need to go and would probably wet myself anyway on the way to the bathroom. So here I was. Lying in bed and watching my love standing just beside it, getting ready to wet her panties. I heard I sigh and soon pee was coming out of her like a waterfall. It was great. I started to get hard again. And then I saw Mia's big smile and closed eyes. She loved this and so did I. When she was done she started to climb back to bed. - Ahhh that felt great. Thank you for letting me go on the carpet. - Your welcome. I loved it. And now you know if you wake up in the middle of the night and have to pee. You can just stand on the carpet and do it again. - Well you know I hardly never need to go over the night. But this night I hope I will. I want to do it again. - I love that this has become a thing for you. And I love you. - I love you too and that you also like this pee thing we started. - I gave her a goodnight kiss and touched her panties for a last time. We both slept for longer than usual. And when we woke up, we looked at each other and smiled. Then we started to get closer to each other and started to cuddle. With the memory of yesterday in our minds we started to get in the mood early. We kissed and touched each other like crazy. Suddenly my hand that was on her panties got really wet and warm. I looked Mia in the eyes and I must have looked surprised, because she gave me a naughty smile. - Well you told me to wet the bed yesterday. And now we not going to sleep in it for in a while. I thought why not? - Wow you are really peeing. I can feel it. It feels nice. - It feels great for me. It's such a nice feeling to let it go like this. - Well if it's really that great. Maybe you will do it again next time we are changing the bedding? - I probably will. When I heard that I just had to try it myself. So while I kept my hand on Mia's panties and felt the pee coming out of her I let go too. It didn't take long before she knew what I did. She gave me a big smile and put her hand inside my underwear. We both moaned while we peed and touched each other. When our bladders was empty we started to kiss. And soon we were having sex right there in our pee. We both climaxed faster than we ever done before when we had morning sex. We caught our breath for a while before we got up and started to do breakfast. We ate it in silence. I was sitting at the table while Mia was putting the dishes in the dishwasher. She closed it and turned around, looked at me and smiled. I couldn't stop myself from smiling back. And that's when I saw it. Mia started to wet herself. She just stood there letting the pee go down her legs down to the floor. - I know I can't wet myself everywhere. But I was going to mop the floor anyway so I just took the chance to enjoy myself. Do you mind? - Of course not. You know I love this. To see you just let it go like that is so hot. - Thanks honey. She really had to go. Much more than I thought she would. The puddle grew and the hiss was filling the kitchen. It must be a lovely feeling for her to be free like this. At last her stream started to calm down, until it stopped. - I loved that. Did I shock you when I just started to wet myself like that? - No. It was just a little bit of a surprise.
  7. AMSGVBHJXBHCXBJH remember the last time I posted a fic here? NOT MEEEEEE I'm probably going to write more with these two, but I don't have a good idea for what to do next time right now. I'll have to think on it. Until then, enjoy the gaybies (gay babies) I changed the character's names last-minute, so if something from the original names bleeds through then that's my fault LMAO. also, if you want to skip the sex, stop reading when Lucille and Alex re-enter the bathroom. There will be a little bit more pee at the very end, so feel free to skip to the end. ----------------------------------------- Even as a wave of tension washes up Lucille’s body, she can’t help but enjoy the feeling of languidly resting her head on Alex’s left thigh. Try as she might, Lucille can’t focus on the pair’s TV show at all, a silly cartoon movie about trying to keep the aliens from destroying the power of love or something. The kind of show Lucille would normally love, completely interrupted by an intense nagging need she’s incapable of meeting. The two of them had recently gotten back from a date at the park, where they sat and shared a kiss under the setting sun. Lucille had surprised her partner Alex with a lovely home-cooked picnic dinner, including handmade turkey sandwiches and juicy oranges. Lucille ended up drinking a lot of water during the trip, though, partially at Alex’s insistence because they had walked all the way there in relatively warm weather, and needed to walk home after. Lucille definitely got more than a little pent-up over that time, with no failure to notice from Alex. Having rested their hand across their girlfriend’s tension-filled waist as they walked, Alex looks over at Lucille with a look of love and slight concern. “Are you ok, charm?” they ask, their voice quiet and gentle. “Yeah, I’m fine.” Lucille looks up at Alex, her cheeks lightly flushed. “I just really have to pee? I probably should have gone when I left… nothing to worry about.” “Ahhh, I understand.” Alex reaches down to kiss Lucille on the cheek, briefly looking to each side to make sure nobody’s around that could listen in on their conversation. The sidewalk is pretty empty, thankfully. “Well, you’re a good little princess, you can hold it, right?” The use of the word “princess” makes Lucille’s heart skip a beat. “Mm… but I have to go really badly,” she pleads, looking up at Alex with her beautiful brown eyes. “Do I really have to hold it?” “Yes, you do,” Alex coos at Lucille. “You wanted to watch Lovely Heart Starry Knights when we got home, right? You wouldn’t want to miss any of it, would you?” “Ahhhh, no…” Lucille admits. “But why can’t I… uhm…” She looks over at Alex, blushing as she gazes into their eyes. Lucille loves the way Alex looks at her like that, the way they find her absolutely gorgeous. “N- never mind… I’ll hold it all in.” “Good girl.” Alex reaches down to kiss Lucille on the cheek. “You know I love you, Lucille my lovely little charm?” “I… yes, I do…” Together like that, the two of them traveled back to Alex’s place, a small townhouse/apartment fusion of sorts. It’s quiet and somewhat secluded, a perfect place to lazily cuddle after a date. Alex had turned on the movie while sitting down on the couch, while Lucille had sat down on the floor next to them, reaching an arm up and over Alex’s slim, slightly bony leg to drape herself over them. Her other hand reaches down between her legs, gently cradling her full bladder out of instinct, as her eyes are drawn mournfully towards the door to a bathroom she’s not allowed to use. The sensation is pervasive, overwhelming, but… not unpleasant. Suddenly, Lucille feels a hand travel over to the back of her head, gently rubbing and scratching her scalp, running fingers through her frizzy hair. Alex gives their girlfriend gentle pets, giggling as she blushes and leans her head into their touches. “Are you okay, love?” They ask. “Can I get a stoplight?” “Green.” Lucille immediately answers as she begins to climb up onto the couch, wrapping her arms around Alex’s waist and nestling in close enough to smell them. Their hair has a lovely smoky hint that she can’t get enough of, the way it reminds her of their silliness, their intelligence, the way they make Lucille feel so spoiled. “I really love you…” “I love you too, charm.” Alex can smell Lucille’s hair, too; it’s sweet, and reminds them of times listening to her ramble on about things she really cares about, and the way her eyes light up when she gets really passionate about something. It makes them blush slightly… The feeling of Lucille’s buxom chest pressing against their arm makes Alex blush a little more than slightly. They feel so lucky to have a big titty nerd gf. “Are you enjoying the movie?” “I am… but I can hardly focus on it.” Lucille shoves her left hand deeper between her thighs, bouncing exaggeratedly to convey her need. Alex can’t help but look lustfully at the way Lucille’s thick thighs curve and smush around her wrist, accentuated by her form-fitting dress pants. “Please, Alex, can I go pee? I really, really have to go,” Lucille pleads, looking up at Alex with her big, glistening eyes, begging even as she already knows the answer. “No, charm, you can’t.” Alex rests a hand gently on Lucille’s chubby cheek. “You’re a big princess, okay? Princesses can hold their pee even when it gets really hard.” “Y-You’re only saying that because you like seeing me like this!” Lucille protests, her voice turning a little uppity. “I bet if you could make me hold my pee for the rest of my life, you would.” “Maybe,” Alex admits, giggling a little. “But I know you like it when I call you a good little princess.” Opening her mouth in reply, Lucille tries to rebut Alex, but closes it soon after, averting her eyes to avoid feeling so flustered. In reply, Alex turns Lucille’s head with their hands, forcing her to look them in the eyes; her cheeks grow a darker shade of red as she’s forced to look. “Besides, I wonder if you like being like this, too? I wonder if you like being a pretty princess who loves to hold in aaaaall of her pee.” Alex can tell just by looking into Lucille’s eyes that she’s absolutely devastated inside; indeed, Lucille’s heart is fluttering like a butterfly, and she’s audibly stammering trying to reply. “I- I- uh-” She squirms a little when her full bladder reminds her of her needs, pressing her thighs tightly together for a moment. “C- Can we just kiss already???” Still holding onto Lucille’s cheeks, Alex brings her face close to theirs. “Of course, charm,” they say, right as they slowly push their lips forward to meet hers. Lucille closes her eyes tight as she does her best to hold onto her bladder even as Alex brings her forward, humming into Alex’s lovely lips. With their one free hand, Lucille slips her fingers under the hem of Alex’s tank top, slowly pulling it up and over their body; They briefly pull away long enough for Lucille to pull it off of their head, revealing a chest that had been ever-so-slightly grown by Alex’s microdoses of estradiol. As soon as Alex’s top is lifted off of their body, they reach forward with both hands towards the button at the top of Lucille’s blouse, undoing each of her buttons neatly in turn and watching as the blouse parts to reveal her sports bra underneath. Lucille shrugs her blouse off as all of the buttons become undone; it falls into a puddle at her hips, which is soon lifted away and tossed onto the floor. Soon after, Alex’s hands reach forward again, undoing the front-clasp of Lucille’s sports bra. Her ample chest pops out, easily catching Alex’s lustful eye. Lucille averts her eyes again, turning to face a little closer towards Alex. She can’t turn much farther without spreading her legs, which is not an option right now, but Alex helps her bring herself to lean forward on them. Supporting their girlfriend with one hand by holding onto the bottom of her back, Alex runs the other across Lucille’s chest as the two of them feverishly make out again, soon running down to Lucille’s soft sides to gently massage them, feeling the tension deep within Lucille’s muscles, the way she’s blocked from relaxing into Alex’s body by an ocean of pee begging to be released. Twelve or so seconds pass before Alex pulls their lips away, resting their forehead on Lucille’s and looking into her eyes. The orange light of the setting sun reflects off of Lucille’s eyes, casting their gorgeous brown color with a bit of a golden hue. The two are silent and at peace, each one simply staring into the other, Alex raising another hand to lay a finger on Lucille’s cheek. They can hear each other breathing, smell each other's hair. All of a sudden, Alex pulls away for a moment. “Excuse me, I’m sorry to interrupt, I just need to use the bathroom real quick.” They hop off of the couch and make a beeline for the bathroom, the same one Lucille passed by on the way to the couch. Lucille stands up in a hurry, clearly upset with this development. “H-hey-” She complains, stopped briefly by her full bladder sending a wave of tension up her body. “I- How come you’re allowed to pee??” “Simple, charm. Princesses hold in their pee, they don’t need toilets.” Alex lets Lucille follow behind as they walk into the bathroom and stand in front of the toilet, looking back and smirking at the way that Lucille grimaces with frustration. “I’m not a princess, though.” A sound rings out through the building, the sound of a stream loudly hitting the surface of the water in a toilet bowl, amplified by the toilet’s reflective ceramic walls and cup shape. The cacophony is torture to Lucille, who hums and holds herself tightly, stepping back and forth with each knee slowly bobbing up and down. “Alex, you’re so- Ugh!” She briefly crosses her legs, right leg swinging around the left, before uncrossing them to rub her thighs tightly together and bounce up and down. Everything is visible to Alex in the mirror. Even as her bladder sends torrents of neurotransmitters and electric signals up her nerves, screaming about how overwhelmingly full it is, Lucille can’t help but look forward towards her datefriend and blush deeply as she thinks about what they’re doing. As hard as it is to walk with a hand cradling her bladder, Lucille manages to stumble over and press up against Alex’s back, doing her best to tear her left hand out from between her legs to wrap both arms around Alex’s waist. Bouncing up and down behind Alex, Lucille breathes heavily and lustfully as she trails her hands down Alex’s body, causing them to gasp in shock. “Charmmm, stop it, I’ll make a mess-” Lucille refuses to listen, running a hand further down to take Alex’s hands in her own. Before long, Lucille’s grasped onto her datefriend’s penis, feeling their warm pee flow through it. However, Lucille breaks Alex’s expectations by slowing down from there, simply laying small kisses on the back of Alex’s neck as she aims for them. Alex can tell Lucille’s not experienced with aiming on account of not having a penis of her own, as she fails to take into account that she’s doing a very good job at stimulating Alex, not to mention her tense, shuddery body struggles to keep Alex’s penis steady. Before long, though, Alex’s stream peters to a stop, with only a little bit having splashed on the seat. Alex readjusts their skirt to cover themselves back up, turning around to rest in Lucille’s arms. Lucille gasps at the way they fall into her body, briefly struggling to hold their weight. They walk out of the bathroom together, Lucille struggling to hold Alex steady and maintain her overfull bladder at the same time; eventually, Alex takes over, holding Lucille steady. The two of them walk back to the living room, bathing in the romantic atmosphere cast by the sun. By the time the two of them arrive, it’s clear to Alex that Lucille’s reached the absolute peak of her desperation. Both hands are constantly buried into her crotch as she rubs her thighs together tightly, knees knocking against each other as they bend back and forth. Lucille’s expression reflects the urgency of her need; the girl has gotten teary-eyed, a wavery hum softly sounding from her nose as a tear escapes her eye and rolls gently down her cheek. Alex only stands in shock, enamored by the beauty of their girlfriend and the extent of their need. “A- Alex, I-” Lucille forces out, looking up at Alex as if begging. “I… I don’t know how much longer I can hold it-” Her words are interrupted by the occasional hum and sob breaking through, making it hard to interpret her words. “It’s only been an hour and I’m already about to, to… I’m sorry, Alex-” “Hey, shhh, shh shh.” Alex can tell that Lucille’s tears are from more than just the overwhelming pressure between her legs; there’s an emotional hint to them. They walk around Lucille to give her a hug from behind, pressing a kiss to the back of her neck. “It’s okay, charm, I… I guess I should ask for a stoplight, huh?” “Y- yellow.” Lucille chokes out. “It’s just…” She tries to slow down a little, control her breathing, think through her emotions. “I was just worried that I wouldn’t be able to… I guess… I really love the way you talk to me like this, and I know how much you love this too. I really don’t wanna disappoint you…” “Huh? Disappoint you? Lucille, you’re…” Alex walks around to face Lucille from the front, putting a hand under her chin to raise her eyes up to meet their own. Lucille resists, though, keeping her eyes shut. “Look at me, charm.” Obeying the gentle but firm command, Lucille opens her eyes to look into Alex’s, as hard as it is. “You’ve never disappointed me, Lucille. You’re beautiful, intelligent, powerful… I know I’ve told you I like seeing people hold their pee for hours at a time, but everything I love about you is so much more powerful than that.” “Ahhh… I’m sorry…” “Don’t say sorry, charm. I love you so much.” Alex reaches down to give Lucille a big kiss on the lips. “Besides, do you have any idea how hot you’re being right now? The most beautiful girl in the world, letting her bladder fill to its absolute brim for me. I feel so incredibly lucky right now.” “Mmm.” Lucille averts her eyes again, blushing. “I’m the most beautiful girl in… Mmn-” Suddenly, Lucille pushes as hard as she can, freezing in position and clenching her tired muscles as hard as she can. “A-Alex, I just peed a little-” she says, immediately going right back to fidgeting. “Oh?” Alex blushes curiously, a smirk forming on their face. They walk around behind Lucille again and squat down to look closely at the seat of her dress pants; they can see a wet patch, flowing along the curves of her ass and thighs. It’s probably about the size of a softball. “My, what a naughty princess you’ve been, Lucille.” They stand up, wrapping their arms around Lucille from behind and spooning her from a standing position. “You’ve not been doing a good job at controlling yourself, have you charm?” “N- no… I havent… I’m a bad princess, I’m really sorry…” Lucille is audibly panting, her pelvic floor muscles about ready to give out. “Please, please let me go pee, I… I don’t wanna have an accident-” “You know, why do we call it an accident anyway?” Alex brings their lips close to Lucille’s ear, their voice growing quiet and whispery to avoid overwhelming her. “But that doesn’t matter. You’ve been a lovely princess, holding in all her pee as long as she can. I know you loved it, too. Doesn’t the pressure feel good?” “It- it does…” Lucille nods her head. It’s… Intense, nagging, but not painful. It’s almost gentle, pleasant. She loves it. “It feels so good.” “Well, you’ve worked very hard, Lucille. You keep fighting until the bitter end.” Alex trails their hands slowly across Lucille’s tummy, one stopping at the front of her hips. The other runs a finger across her butt, slipping under to gently touch the spot between her legs, pushing Lucille’s forceful hand out of the way. They take a brief moment to feel around. “I think you’ve earned it after all this time.” Feeling a finger pressing on her vulva through her pants, Lucille blushes deeply as a soft hum rings through her nose. She balls her fists in front of her, relying only on her pelvic floor to hold it all in. “St-stoooop, Alex, I… I’m gonna pee.” She tries to squirm, but bound by Alex’s arms it’s not easy. Alex’s finger begins to softly rub, a gentle pressure applied to Lucille’s tired pussy. They don’t feel any additional fabric under the dress pants… “Ooh, no panties, huh?” They push further up and up, eventually reaching Lucille’s clitoris and focusing on that spot, reveling in the way that Lucille shudders under their touch. “I thought that was what you wanted, charm?” Alex whispers before pressing a long kiss to her neck. “It’s what you’ve been begging for, what you deserve.” “Uhhhn… Yes, it is…” Lucille’s voice is breathy, lustful. “I want it so badly…” “Well, it’s your lucky day, because it’s what I’m going to give you, little princess. Just relax and imagine warm ocean waves for me, okay?” Suddenly, Lucille feels Alex’s left hand press down on the bottom of her tummy, right against her bladder. She cries out at the intense pressure inside her, hammering against her pelvic floor muscles, doing her absolute best to hold the flood back; yet, Alex’s touches send relaxing waves up her body, making it even harder to hold on. All Lucille wants to do is relax, give into the pressure and ride the waves. Before long, she can’t hold herself back from doing so; in that moment, the dam finally shatters. The feeling of a hot stream bursting out from Lucille’s vulva fills her with ecstasy; she can feel the pressure inside her bladder push out at an amazing rate, resulting in an intense feeling of relief. The hot pee runs and drips between Alex’s fingers, running down her thick thighs and through the fabric of her dress pants. The feeling is so intense it makes Lucille moan, a quiet shuddery moan of deep, visceral pleasure. Alex smiles, briefly taking a moment to suck on the top of Lucille’s shoulder and leave a small kiss. “Gooooood girl,” they whisper, pulling their hand away from Lucille’s tummy to let her continue on her own; it will take quite a while for her bladder to empty, and continuing to squeeze it will just hurt. “Doesn’t it feel good? It’s what you deserve, princess. You’ve held it all in so long… worked so hard, been so good for me…” Lucille’s head falls to the side to nestle into Alex’s, face red as a beet. “Ahhhhnnnn… it doooooooeees…” Her fists unball themselves, palms resting gently against her thighs and feeling the warm liquid run under her fingers. The feeling is so intense, it nearly makes her fall over, Alex having to grasp firmly onto her chest to keep her steady. As Alex places their hand over Lucille’s chest, they can feel it softly rising and falling, her heart pounding from excitement. Without thinking, the hand travels further up her chest to gently hold onto her bosom, the other still sitting between her legs and gently stroking her tired, pouring pussy. The liquid adds a bit of smoothness, making it easy to press on Lucille’s body without worrying about scratching her or making her chafe. “Oh my gosh, charm, look at how much you’re pouring out… You must have really been holding in a lot, huh? It must feel so satisfying.” Reaching down to press their lips to the side of Lucille’s neck, Alex begins to suck and softly bite on her skin, letting her rest for the next half-minute while they leave their mark of love, continuing to stroke Lucille while letting her rest. By the time Alex pulls their lips away, Lucille’s about done peeing; after one last bit of flow, the stream peters to a stop, continuing to dribble for a few more seconds. “Do you feel better, love?” Alex asks with a loving tone, speaking softly into their girlfriend’s ear. “Nnnnmmm. Yeah. I feel so… empty. Almost airy.” Lucille admits, softly breathing their words out. “I, uh,” she says, opening her eyes to look over towards Alex; she can see their gentle expression out of the corner of her eye. “I came, too…” she whispers, blushing deeply as she speaks. Wanting to look their girlfriend in the eyes, Alex walks around Lucille to look at her from in front, each hand trailing up to her hips. Lucille begins to sway her hips from side to side, an instinctive movement triggered by Alex’s hand placement. “Mmmmm,” Alex hums. “You’re a naughty little princess; you loved the way I touched you, didn’t you? You deserve it, though, and you still deserve more.” “Ahhhhh, Are we-” Lucille asks, beginning to stammer. She averts her eyes, trying to look down and away from Alex’s loving gaze; in doing so, she catches a glimpse of the state she rendered her pants in, instinctively stepping back to examine the damage. The insides of her thighs are completely soaked, her pants saturated all the way down to her feet. “Oh, god, I made such a big mess… I even got your skirt wet!” “You see all that? That was all inside you, charm. You held so much in.” Alex reaches forward to give Lucille a soft smooch on the lips. “Let’s go get you cleaned up, love,” they say as they begin to lead Lucille over to the bathroom with a hand in her back pocket, the same one where Alex had previously tormented Lucille by letting her watch them pee. When Lucille catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror, she gets a much better look of her pee-soaked pants; the inner half of her big thighs are completely saturated, the wet fabric sticking to her skin. She twirls around to inspect the damage from the back; the backs of her thighs are even more soaked, the wet patch having extended nearly across the entire back half. “Mmm, kinda makes my ass look nice,” Lucille comments with a giggle, sticking her butt out towards Alex. “Doesn’t it? Like, the way it seems to curve around the bottom?” When Lucille spins back around to face Alex, she isn’t expecting them to suddenly reach forward and start to kiss her feverishly. The smooch catches her off guard and makes her jump, but she easily leans forward into it, placing her hands around Alex’s skinny, smooth waist. She can feel that they’re still quite excited, so to say, their penis beginning to make itself obvious. Her hand, clearly being directed by her ovaries rather than her brain, trails down Alex’s body and slides under the hem of their skirt. “H- Hey, not so fast, charm…” Alex protests. “We should really get cleaned up first… Remember the last time we tried shower sex?” “Oh, uh, yeah…” Lucille recalls the event. It wasn’t as hot in real life as they thought it would be. “Ahhh, you’re right… It would probably be hotter when we’re clean, anyway. I’m sorry, you’re just…” Letting her head fall onto the top of Alex’s chest, Lucille sighs lustfully. “You’re just… so goddamn hot.” “Oh, believe me, princess, you have no idea how badly I want to fuck you right now.” Alex admits, chuckling along as they reach a hand up to lift away Lucille’s coke-bottle glasses, setting them gently on the counter. They can’t help but giggle a little at how it takes Lucille’s eyes a moment to adjust. “But it’s more fun if we draw it out. I can bring us a little closer, though.” As Alex speaks, looking directly into Lucille’s eyes, they trail their hands down Lucille’s sides, squatting down to undo the button on the front of their saturated pants. When Alex pulls down their girlfriend’s pants all the way, they look up at their now-naked girlfriend. Lucille had demurely covered herself, nervous about showing her body even to someone like Alex. “You don’t have to hide yourself, love,” they say, standing up to meet her eye-to-eye again. “I-I know, but…” Lucille begins to return the favor, slipping her thumbs under the waistband of Alex’s skirt and boxers. “God, I don’t even know… hold on just a moment.” Squatting down to help her reach all the way down Alex’s lanky legs, Lucille pulls the skirt down, getting startled when Alex’s still-hard penis pops out. “Jeez, you’re excited huh?” “Maybe I am, love. Maybe I am.” Alex steps out of the puddle of clothes left at their feet, pulling out of Lucille’s arms to start the water in the shower. “Now let’s hurry up so we can fuck each other’s brains out.” The two of them step into the warm cascading water of the shower, taking each other in arms while they let it wash over them. Like before, Alex puts their hands on Lucille’s hips, encouraging her to sway side to side and sort of dance with her partner. “I already showered earlier today for our date, did you too?” “I did. I think we can get away with just a quick soaping down.” “Yeah, you’re right.” Lucille grabs a body sponge, squirts some soap into it and begins to lovingly scrub Alex down, especially around their legs where Lucille had accidentally peed on them. “Hey, so…” Lucille begins, “I know this is my first time trying something like this with you… What was the part that you liked the most? I know I don’t have a super big bladder that can hold in like a gallon or anything, and I know that’s one thing you said you thought was hot… And I figured you liked making me wet my pants, just because of the way you reacted. But… it’s not a kink I’m super knowledgeable about. Is there something else you’d like to try next time?” Pulling the sponge back up their body as they finish scrubbing down Alex, the lovey-dovey couple looks each other in the eyes. “Really, there’s a ton of stuff we could try… Sometime, we could try having sex while you’re still holding it. Some people like watersports, where someone actually just pees on someone… I know I’m the one who asked about the idea, but truthfully, I’m about as dazzled by the possibilities as you are.” “Hah… Some of those ideas do sound kind of hot. I’ll have to think about it another time… Just promise me we’ll do this again, okay?” Alex begins to scrub Lucille down in turn; Lucille kicks out a leg to give Alex easy access to it. “I… every time you told me to be a good little princess, and to keep holding it in for you, I felt my heart flutter. It… I really love that you think of me like that. It makes me feel better about myself.” “Of course, Lucille. You deserve to feel wonderful about yourself, because you are wonderful.” Alex stands back up, pressing their forehead to Lucille’s. “You’re the most wonderful girl in the world.” “Aaaahh… You’re wonderful too…” Lucille speaks quietly, softly pushing her body up against Alex’s as if by instinct. When she realizes she’s doing this, she pulls away a little, more than a little embarrassed. “O-Ohhh my god, I’m sorry, I just. I can’t wait any longer, I need to fuck you now.” “Oh, wow, such confidence.” Alex exclaims, embracing Lucille. “Alright, sweetie, I won’t make you wait any longer.” Reaching a hand out to hang up the body sponge and turn off the water, Alex makes a mental note to continue rinsing out the sponge once they’re done banging. The two help eachother dry off and leave the bathroom, stepping over everyone’s damp clothes. When they step out of the bathroom, they can tell that the sun has already set, the room having gotten dark. Alex flips on the lights, noticing the puddle of Lucille’s pee still sitting on the tiled floor. “We should… probably clean that up,” begins Lucille as she presses her towel into the puddle. “Like, will it damage the floor if we leave it or…” “Hey, princess, I don’t think you need to worry about that.” Alex’s voice comes from the couch; they had snuck over to sit down on it, patting the spot at their side. It’s easy to see the way their demure, twinkish body rests against the couch, a body that seems to reflect Alex’s personality of someone who’s gentle and effeminate yet strong. The hardness of their bones might turn some people off, but Lucille loves the difference in textures across their body, how she can run a hand and feel both soft cuddleable skin and firm, dependable edges and contours. “Just lay the towel down and come sit with me,” they say, their gentle smile accentuated by their immaculate cheekbones. Immediately, Lucille blushes and presses her fingers together as she drops her towel on the puddle, pushing herself back up into a stand. Her datefriend takes the moment to drink in the sight of her figure as she nervously walks forward; they’ve always loved the way her stocky-yet-curvy form gives her a wonderful curve to her hips, and how her tummy and chest are so soft that Alex can easily press into them when making out with her. Despite her chubby and very kissable cheeks, her face is far from a babyface; it’s elegant, full of happiness, vibrance, emotion. When the princess sits down on the couch beside her monarch, she nestles in even closer, letting their hips touch. Alex lays a hand on Lucille’s thigh as they look into eachother’s eyes, but Lucille accelerates a bit faster than they do, confidently reaching out to lay her gentle fingers on Alex’s firmly erect dick. She stares intently into Alex’s eyes, watching with amusement as their expression contorts into one of deep, primal pleasure. Starting to stroke harder, Lucille takes joy in metaphorically wrapping Alex around her finger while she literally wraps her fingers around Alex. “W-wait, Lucille, slow down-” Alex gets out, somewhat panting from the stimulation; they can see as Lucille pouts, but obediently slows the pace on her gentle touches. “One orgasm just isn’t enough for you, Lucille, huh? You really need my body that bad?” “Mmmm. I do.” Lucille whispers, bouncing a little with arousal. “I need it, right now.” “Well, then you better not jump the gun or you won’t get to ride me, charm.” Alex shuffles their body around to lay their arms over Lucille’s shoulders, loving the tender closeness that comes with eye contact. “Besides, at least let me tease you too,” they say, reaching a hand down to press gently against Lucille’s vulva in turn. It’s wet, more than wet enough to comfortably smash. Breathing sharply through her teeth, Lucille feels herself melt a little into Alex’s fingers. She grabs their waist, her legs wrapped around them, as she pushes them down onto their back. She presses her lips against Alex’s, letting them mack each other as they feel eachother up. Alex sloppily reaches over to grab a condom from the drawer, hastily unwrapping it while they try and keep Lucille from sliding her datefriend right on in. “Oh my god, so needy.” Lucille pulls away a bit from smooching to let Alex talk. “Guilty as charged.” she says, giggling. “Ready?” “More than ready.” With Alex’s confirmation in mind, Lucille slowly begins to rub herself against the tip of Alex’s cock, softly exhaling as she feels it part her body. She opens her eyes to take in Alex’s expression as she begins to fuck them, watching them gently close their eyes in pleasure. Over the next few seconds, they slowly accelerate until Alex sputters out “Just like that,” in between heavy breaths. Unable to resist any longer, Alex reaches a hand up to pull their girlfriends’ head towards their own, kissing deeply and unapologetically as Lucille continues to pleasure herself on Alex’s cock. Hoping to help things along a little, Alex reaches a hand between their bodies and places their finger right on Lucille’s clitoris, gently pressing on it and rubbing the tip of their finger up against it. They can feel their own penis right next door, almost poking themselves with their fingernail. Emboldened by the extra stimulation, Lucille begins to push harder and harder, more and more energy being put behind each thrust of her hips. She makes a soft noise with each push, humming through her nose as she makes out furiously with Alex, feeling herself teetering closer and closer towards the edge. Alex, likewise, is beginning to grow closer and closer towards orgasm with each passing second. Suddenly, Lucille’s voice rings out through the room. “A-Alex… Am I a naughty princess? Tell me I’m a naughty princess!” “Y-You’re…” Alex does their best to speak in-between pants and smooches. “You’re such a naughty princess, Lucille!” “That’s right! I’m a naughty princess who’s going to… to fuck your brains out! So you better… Nnnnhh…” In-between Lucille’s hot breath, the feeling of her soft body against Alex’s, and the pressure she’s putting on their dick, Alex begins to reach their limit, softly panting as they teeter over the edge of a climax. Eventually, with one more strong push from Lucille, Alex is shoved over the edge and feels waves rush over them as they cum inside their princess. They let out a long soft moan, deflating underneath their lovely girlfriend. It’s not long before Lucille reaches the same level, the overwhelming stimulation pushing her over the edge into a deep, shuddering climax. “Ooohhhhh my god,” Alex splutters out, continuing to push a little but quickly slowing down in pace. “No more, no more, God, that…” Pulling their dampened hand out from underneath Lucille’s body, Alex wraps both arms around Lucille and lies there unmoving as they pant like a dog. “That was amazing?” Lucille completes Alex’s statement, the tension draining out of her body as she slumps forward and rests into Alex’s body. “That was amazing, because you’re hot as shit and I love you?” “Yeah, something like that…” “God, I’m sorry, just, please tell me we’ll do this again sometime.” Lucille pleads, as the air surges in and out of her lungs. “All of this, it was so satisfying from beginning to end. “Even just… can we please fuck each other this hard again sometime?” “We can, we can, I promise you, charm…” Staring back at Lucille, Alex takes a moment to appreciate Lucille’s gorgeous afterglow. “Just let me sleep for like, three years first.” As Lucille looks down at the beautiful and handsome Alex, seeing the way they’re absolutely knocked out, makes Lucille softly giggle. “Heehee, okay. I always forget how people like you get so sleepy after you cum, it always throws me off a little…” “It’s cause it makes our brains release, uh… Sleep hormones, or something…” “Hah, okay, whatever, cutie.” Lucille reaches forward to kiss Alex on the forehead. “I forgive you for your transgressions of having a body.” With a bit of a groan, Lucille pulls herself off of Alex’s body and stands up, hopping onto her feet. She grabs a box of tissues and pulls the condom off, cleaning up after herself before she quickly disposes of the used condom. Suddenly, Lucille remembers something. “Hey… Alex, I’m supposed to pee after sex or something, aren’t I? It’ll help me not get an infection?” “Uhh… Yeah? Something like that.” “Well… Wanna watch me pee on that towel I laid down earlier?” “Oh my god, how are you still raring to go?” Alex asks, pushing themself up into a sitting position so they can watch. “Yes, obviously, because you’re naked and gorgeous and I love watching you pee.” Lucille is already standing on the towel, a finger raised up to her lips to nervously bite; She’s averting her eyes, confident enough to make the offer but apparently still shy enough to feel flustered when Alex looks at her naked body. “I’m sooooorry, I just… want you to keep looking at me that way, you know.” “Lucille…” Alex stands up to walk over to Lucille, once again taking their lover in arms. They can feel Lucille begin to sway her hips side to side, like a kind of romantic slow-dance. “You know I look at you that way any chance I can. Are you worried about something? Are you okay?” “Y-Yeah, I…” Lucille smiles. “I dunno. Sorry for thinking too hard… Hey, you know… maybe we could record it?” “Huh? Record what?” “Me peeing on the towel, silly. That way, you can watch it when you’re feeling playful again. How’s that sound?” “…” Alex stares for a minute, softly blushing. “Let me get my phone,” they say, rushing off to another room and coming back a second later with a cellphone. They sit down on the couch and pull up their camera app, pointing it at Lucille who still stands on the towel. “Uh… Let me know when you’re ready!” “I’m already recording, love.” Oh, haha. Lucille blushes a little as she thinks about how Alex will inevitably watch this in the future, and maybe even jack off to it. “Oh, I didn’t realize, hah…” She spreads her legs, each foot at each end of the towel, letting her pussy hang out in the open air. “Hi, future Alex, if you’re watching this make sure to ask to fuck me later!” Alright. It’s not a toilet, but… just relax. Think of warm ocean waves. Lucille lets her left hand fall to the side, the other still being softly nibbled upon out of nervousness. She feels herself relaxing as a stream bursts forth and soaks into the towel, shooting right down between her thick thighs. It’s not as relieving or ecstatic as when she peed her pants earlier, but it still feels relaxing enough to make Lucille let out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding. She covers her mouth with her fingers and looks demurely at the camera, trying to stifle a giggle. “Hah, you naughty girl.” Alex coos, looking up at their partner. “You just go whereeever you want to, don’t you?” “Maybe. It certainly feels naughty…” Her bladder already having been mostly emptied, the stream peters to a stop. “Well, see you later, future Alex,” she says, prompting Alex to turn the camera off. They reach out to put the camera on the counter as Lucille walks over to sit down on Alex’s lap, wrapping her arms around them and nestling into their slender body. “Hi, present Alex.” “Hi, present Lucille” Alex remarks, reaching forward to plant a kiss on Lucille’s cheek. Lucille returns it, pressing one to both of Alex’s cheekbones and smiling at them. Suddenly, Alex’s attention is drawn to the TV. It hadn’t been turned off since they stopped watching, and had lost all track of the plot of their animes. “You know, I’m not sure we ever watched Lovely Heart Starry Knights in the first place. Wanna start over from the beginning?” Lucille ponders for a moment. She’s seen it a hundred times, but Alex hasn’t, and she really wants to see how Alex reacts to the sick action scenes. “You know what? Yeah, let’s start over,” she says as she reaches for a blanket to pull over the two of them.
  8. it's been years but i can't seem to find this video. i originally (at least i think) saw it on a tumblr blog that was called "fish of sin" (it's now deleted of course and it was before the puge) i coudn't find it on the wayback machine nor in https://www.reddit.com/r/tipofmypenis/ problem is i don't have any image or video, just my memory, and a minimalist description : the two were having sex (while moaning lovely i might add) and when they both climax the guy gives a girl a creampie (the girl was grapping his hair and pulled him closer to her breasts) and then they kissed and fall asleep on each-other. oh and it was a very nice bed. lmao by similar videos it look like an "i fucked her finally" video, but im not sure. it looked very similar to those videos. i could be wrong
  9. After my last story with May Holdall and her accident at work, the SO had an idea for a second story that included a sexual encounter. I wasn't up to it for along while, but I figured it would be a good way to get back into writing more. This is a follow up to this story. May Holdall Receives A Delivery On The Job Desperation, Wetting, Male/Female Sex “Shit, shit,” May whispered under her breath as her bus got closer to her stop at the Tiki-Time Bikini Hut. They just needed to to get through the next stoplight, and her stop was right there. The bus was packed for the morning commute, and May was stuck standing between a guy in a suit who was scrolling through emails on his phone and a teenager listening to music on massive but ineffective headphones. She was holding on to the bar in the middle of the bus for dear life, and trying to maintain her balance on her high wedge sandals. She was feeling squished in, hot, and her legs hurt from standing for the whole ride. But worse than all of that, she forgot to pee before she left home, and that problem was reaching a very painful head. But that wasn’t why May was nervous. She was late! She woke up late, she was too late for her usual bus, and the next bus was late. Now she was going to be late to open the coffee stand. Usually, one of the two girls on shift would arrive a little before opening, get everything situated, and be ready in time for their colleague to show up and start. Today was May’s turn, and now she was going to have to rush through everything if she wanted to get done in time for her coworker to arrive. If Eddie, the owner, found out May was late again… well it wouldn’t be good. The bus jolted to a stop, and May staggered to her side before bumping into the back of a man there. A twinge of panic went through her body as she squeezed her legs together. She was going to be fine, as long as she could get off the bus and run to the restroom at the gas station on the lot. Her thighs were tensed against each other, and she was feeling just a little sweaty. But she wasn’t in a panic, not yet. The light changed, and the bus started to move. They crossed over the intersection, and May hit the button to signal a stop. Then the bus stopped behind another car, more traffic, and so close to her stop. She peeked at her phone in her bag for the time. “Shit…” She was barely going to have enough time to get ready. She would have to run to the bathroom after Cindy showed up. She could hold it through set up, she was sure of it. It wasn’t that complicated, getting decorations set up, preparing the registers, getting the cups in place. She could do it in her sleep, she actually did in a few work nightmares. May squirmed involuntarily, and then she pulled down the back of her red pleated skirt when a breeze through the bus made her question exactly how much of her ample backside she was showing off. It felt silly considering she was going to strip down to a bikini when she got into the little coffee hut, but that was for money, she wasn’t trying to give away the goods for weirdos on the bus. She looked around and saw a guy further down the bus giving her the eye. He wasn’t bad looking, but he was wearing a gold chain and a pair of watches, definite red flags. The nod and wink he gave her was still flattering, and she couldn’t help but flush pink as she looked away. The bus came to a stop, and May let out a sigh of relief as the front door opened and the bus began to kneel. “Excuse me,” she said, trying to be as loud as she could manage, “sorry, excuse me.” She pushed through, eventually getting to the front. She adjusted the sleeves down on her ‘off-shoulder’ white top and then took ginger steps down to the sidewalk. The last step sent an impact through her body, and she immediately regretted landing so hard. But she stood still as the bus swished and rose behind her. She squeezed her thighs tight and waited for the small wave of desperation to subside before she headed toward the closed up coffee stand. May had a lot to do in not a lot of time. A new pack of disposable cups had to be opened up and put up on the counters, she had to rehang the flower decorations above the pick up windows, and she still had to refill the tills from the safe on the floor along the wall. There were a few other tasks, including getting the machines warmed up, but those first three were the most important. So, May put her bag down on the floor and shuffled over to a locked cabinet. She pulled out her key, opening it up to a pack of cups fresh in a plastic bag. She clicked her tongue and grabbed the full bag, then tried to grip it in both hands and rip it, but the plastic didn’t immediately give. “Damnit, come on,” she grunted. These bags were always annoying, but they were more annoying when she had to pee so bad that she-. May tried to shake it out of her head, she didn’t have to go that bad. It was okay, she just needed to finish this prep work and she could run to the bathroom. May pulled harder. The flex of her muscles made her that much more aware of the pressure just below her stomach. She thought the plastic was giving way, but she also felt like something of her own was giving way. She stopped pulling and held the bag of cups in one hand, the second pressed into her crotch for just a moment. She wasn’t desperate, just being careful. She would be done in just a few minutes, she was fine. So she took a deep breath and then grabbed the bag with both hands again, pulling until it started to rip apart. She needed a stack on each side, so she grabbed a stack and started to count them off. The espresso machines needed to be on, she could do that now. She stopped in the middle of her counting and reached out to click the machines on, and they started to let out a light hiss like a teapot just nearing a boil. She regretted turning them on immediately. As she finished grabbing her first stack, one machine let out a sharper hiss and May cringed at the sound of leaking water vapor. “Almost done, almost done,” she whispered to herself. Then a loud knock on the door to the hut made May jump out of her heels. She teetered, and then bent over forwards as she recovered, squeezing her thighs together as tight as she could. She could feel the pressure building up, and even if she evaded the thought she knew if she relaxed for more than a moment she was going to ruin another ‘work uniform’. But she took in a long breath, and the pressure subsided just slightly. “Hello?” A deep voice asked from outside. It was Trent! Trent was their regular delivery guy. He worked for Co-Squared, a supplier for coffee and hot chocolate places across the state. He was also the least creepy person May ever got to meet while she was at work, by a long shot. He had to be there to drop off supplies for the week, May completely forgot. She stood up as best she could, and then waddled over to the door. When she peeked out to the early morning light, Trent’s deep green eyes were looking back in at her. His dark brown dimples were framed by a freshly shaved face. She could almost smell his aftershave, they must be his first stop of the day. “Oh Trent, heeey,” May said. She tried to do a cute little finger twinkling wave, but she immediately felt more awkward than welcoming, so she opened the door wider. Trent nodded his head and tipped the bill of his blue hat with the company logo on the front. He handed May a clipboard, and she took it with both hands and looked it over. It was a long list today, a lot of beans getting replenished, more cups (she did grab the last bag), stirrers, lids, and more. He was going to be here for a bit, maybe until they opened. “I’ve got quite a load for you today,” He said, then chuckled. He lifted an eyebrow in thought, “wait, that sounds wrong.” But he didn’t dwell on it, and turned around to head back to his truck parked right in front of one of the two windows. As soon as his back was turned, May squatted down and squeezed her bare legs together. She had to pee, she was willing to admit that. She had to pee bad, and she didn’t know how much longer she had left before it became a real problem. Just moving was torture on her muscles, and she was suddenly mad that there was no chair inside the small hut so she could sit and have something to press into. But now that Trent was here, she didn’t know if she could leave. Eddie would be livid if he knew that she left a delivery guy alone in the hut, even if most of the staff saw Trent more than they saw Eddie, and trusted him more to boot. May could hear Trent returning, so she brought herself back to standing in time for him to pull the door open with his foot and step in with two large bags of different coffee beans. “Want these in the usual place?” Trent asked with a smile so wide his cheeks closed his eyes. “Or is this a dump everything and deal with it later sort of day?” May looked around and thought about that option. She didn’t consider that she could just make him leave everything, maybe she could still run to the gas station if he did. But if he did that, she would have to put it all away herself, and then if Cindy saw the mess she would probably be pissy the rest of her shift. May let out an exasperated sigh as she looked across the floor. “That kind of day huh?” Trent said. “Don’t worry, I’ll get it all put away.” May couldn’t help but smile as Trent opened one bag and started to pull out individual bags of beans. “It isn’t that, I’m just late so I’m like, crazy behind.” She tried to laugh, but instead of her work giggle it sounded like a nervous mad scientist. “Well how about I help out,” Trent said as he peeked at her over his shoulder and kept pulling out coffee. “We can get done twice as fast.” She nodded, and looked away to hide the blush on her face, “that sounds nice.” May tried to ignore the rising waves of panic from between her legs, so she grabbed some coffee as Trent headed back out to his truck to get more of their order. As soon as Trent was out of the door, May grabbed the hem of her skirt and pulled out as she let out a groan of frustration. Why did she have to pee so bad now?! Trent was so nice, so cute, hot even! But she felt like she was standing in front of a cracking dam with a wooden bucket. A new wave of pressure hit her and she dropped her hem and squeezed her knees in to fight as best she could. It was dangerous, this was getting bad. She was close to another emergency and she was pretty sure it would be a lot harder to hide an accident in the hut this time. She squeezed her eyes shut and focused with everything she had. Then she realized she was standing in Trent’s shadow. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, and he had a concerned frown on his face. “You okay May?” He asked, “this day going that bad?” She wanted to answer, but she was sure if she even tried to stand normally she was going to leak. She lifted her arm as if to start putting the stirrers away in the high cabinet, but Trent took it out of her hands. “Hey don’t worry about it okay,” Trent said. He lifted the bag and started to put them away with rapid plops of bags on wood. “You don’t deserve a day like this, you’re always so nice and positive even when these people are giving you shit, I see it. I don’t wanna be one more person making your day hard, you know?” He was rambling, and as the spike of pressure faded May found it replaced by something new. It was a warmth, one she was surprised she could feel with everything else going on. May wanted to fuck Trent. Okay that wasn’t a surprise, she had more than a few fantasies about Trent, especially during a busy shift when gross men were nonstop flirting with her. Replacing their ugly faces with the handsome and kind Trent was how she survived. But something about the moment, maybe a small spike of the fight or flight from her desperation, made it that much more obvious. She wanted him, and she wanted him right now. Screw her job, screw Eddie, she just wanted to screw Trent. She could tell him, right now. Then she could run off, use the bathroom, and maybe they could run off together. Her bladder stopped threatening her for just long enough for May to make her choice. She wasn’t going to be able to get ready in time and also confess to Trent. She tapped him on the arm and he turned to look down toward her. May grabbed him by the collar and pulled him down into a kiss, her lips pressing into his soft pair. Trent went stiff for a moment, then dropped the bag and wrapped an arm around her. “I’m okay if you make my day a little hard,” May whispered toward him, then she chuckled at her own cringe-worthy joke. “But fi-” She didn’t have time to get out another word. Trent kissed her again and maneuvered her back into the same cabinet they were just filling. The impact alarmed her, but Trent’s lips on hers calmed her in an instant. His arm wrapped around her, cupping between her lower back and the cabinet as he leaned down to keep their embrace going. His other hand ran down her cheek, slid down her neck, ran over her shoulder. The moment her lips parted, his tongue found hers, and they intertwined. Trent’s hand cupped her breast through her top, and in a flurry May brought her hand up and unbuttoned her highest button to pull the top down. His hand found her red bikini top, his thumb massaging her nipple through the thin padding while his kiss pressed her to the cabinet. Her bladder screamed in protest. One knee was clasped over the other, too low for Trent to pay the motion any attention yet. But her toes were curling, and her calves flexing with the effort of silencing the emergency downstairs so she could enjoy Trent’s attention for just a moment. His hand slipped up under her bikini top and May gasped as his warm and strong hands gripped her tender flesh. She could feel his excitement pressing against her through his work slacks, nestled right around her stomach. He stopped and pulled just far enough to whisper out a question. “I’m sorry, is this too much? I’ve just always… I never thought you… should I stop?” YES! May’s body demanded she say yes. She didn’t have time for this, she didn’t have time for anything. She was desperate, but she might still have time to clean up and run to the bathroom before her shift started. She had a strong bladder by all means, a lifetime in the service industry demanded that. But there was holding it through a lunch rush, and then there was holding it through… this. But Trent’s face. If she said no now, would she ever get another chance at him? She felt lucky he accepted her move in the first place. Not that the feeling between them wasn’t mutual, but it seemed he was scared of admitting his feelings, what if he took her leaving as a denial and never spoke to her again? The fear was bad enough to almost drown out her fear of flooding the hut’s floor. “No!” May hissed as she pushed forward to keep kissing him. Her enthusiasm was the last signal Trent needed. His hands slid down her sides, past her skirt and then beneath the hem. While their lips were hard pressed against each other, Trent grabbed her bikini bottom at each side and pulled them down to her thighs. She questioned what she could even do, what was even possible, but then her stomach leaped as Trent lifted her up by the hips and pulled her over to the counter top. She squeaked as she was dropped there, and then instinctively shoved a hand into her crotch as Trent struggled with his belt and fly. Their lips separated as he worked to pull his manhood free, and in that moment a wave of desperation sent a spark of alarm through May’s body. Despite Trent right in front of her, her bottoms sliding down to her knees, and one nipple exposed and erect, she couldn’t help but pull one knee over the other and squeeze with all her might. It felt like she was full to bursting now, like everything was right at the gate. This situation was impossible, she couldn’t see how she got out of this without humiliating herself, without pissing all over Trent and ruining this intimate moment. But as she saw him, saw the size of the black rod as he slid free from his boxers, her mind was blanked of all worries. She wasn’t some prim princess, she understood her own needs and her own lust. At the moment, all May could think of was what that would feel like. Trent slid on a condom from his pocket with some assistance from her free hand. She could feel his girth in her hand, feel the warmth radiating off of it as she slid the condom over him. It was intimidating, magnificent. She squeezed herself one last time before parting her legs as Trent turned his attention back to her. He parted her legs with a touch and lifted her knees. Her head lay against the closed service window as he pressed his hot head against her softest places, as he pushed that heat into her. May felt a sharp panic as he entered her, as all logic told her that he would force her open and make her release. That heat between her legs, the moisture between her lower lips, it all registered for the briefest moment as her starting to leak. She covered her mouth and suppressed another squeak as she doubled down on clenching every pelvic muscle she could. He pulled her hand away and kissed her as he continued to press her back against the counter. His other hand gripped her at the hip, helped guide him deeper into her, helped him fill her completely. Her eyes watered as she held on tight. May’s muscles sent every alarm that they were nearing their last ounces of strength. But she begged some outside force to help her hold on. Trent began to move, his length sliding away from her just to return with force. At first it was soft and intimate, their kisses and thrusts timed to create a beautiful rhythm. But it didn’t take long before he began to thrust harder, the force pushing her knees back toward her chest, his length spreading her. “God,” Trent moaned as his pace increased, “You’re so damn tight, ah.” She couldn’t tell him why, that she was holding on for dear life. Every thrust sent a wave through her bladder, sloshed her contents, rattled that little sphincter stopping the flow. She was sure if he wasn’t filling her, if she wasn’t pressed closed by his sordid intrusion, her fight would already be over. It was possible she couldn’t even leak if she tried. Then she felt a small warm jet, swore she heard it too. Her heart skipped, and she let out a small cry. “Ah shit,” May said in a panicked hiss, “deeper, don’t pull out.” Trent didn’t need to be told twice. She could already feel him throbbing, feel him expanding in anticipation. He was reaching his limit, he was almost done. But as he slid against her most sensitive places, she could feel every detail of him, condom or no. “You’re so good,” He groaned as she was slammed harder against the window, “so wet, oh May!” He kissed at her neck as she held him around his shoulders and clawed in so deep she was worried she would scratch him. He pressed in hard, and the force, the stimulation of it all broke through something. Like a white point of light that started as a distant star then overwhelmed her in an intense blast of pleasure. She couldn’t think, her muscles spasmed, her fingers and toes locked in a curl. Then she felt her legs drop, a distant sensation like it was happening to someone else. “Fuck! I’m going to be late!” Trent shouted. Normal sensation flooded back over May, starting with a distinct feeling of a warm jet splashing between her thighs as she sat on the counter. With an EEP May closed her legs and locked up, unable to move, unable to think. She was losing control, she was well past her limits and then some, this was it. Right in front of Trent, as their intimate moment ended. Even with her thighs closed and her attempted clenching, May heard a sharp hissing noise as another spray released between her legs. “Will you be okay?” Trent asked as he hurriedly pulled up his slacks. May looked up. He wasn’t paying attention to her, he was trying to leave. She slid off the counter, ignoring the slight dampness under her butt, and then gave a tense nod. “Uh-huh.” Trent leaned in and kissed her. “Sorry, we'll talk soon.” Then before she could even answer, He grabbed a bag and ran out the door. Leaving May standing with her bikini bottom down to her ankles and a wet patch on the butt of her skirt. In a blur of motion May grabbed an extra large cup off the counter, slipped her thighs apart, and put the cup in the way of a newly erupting flood from her bladder. It hit with a loud splash, and May pulled up the front of her skirt to watch the rapids as they exited her like a small waterfall between her overstimulated lower lips. The sensation, the relief, it was so immense that May couldn’t contain a moan louder than any she dared to release while Trent was in her. Her legs felt wobbly, and she leaned back against the counter to even stay stable as new shocks of pleasure ripped through her like arcing lightning. The cup was warm in her hand, and soon the sound made her realize it was almost full. She grabbed a second cup and stopped just long enough to swap them out. She didn’t get far in the second cup, but then again she lost a fair amount to… early releases. When she was finished she sat them both on the counter then capped them before letting out a final groan of relief. The hut was still a mess, there were supplies everywhere, and now she also had to clean up a damp space on the counter. If she got to it fast enough, maybe it wouldn’t smell like piss. But Trent, now that was something special. She grinned to herself. The door to the hut opened, and May’s stomach dropped. Was it that close to opening? Was Cindy here already? Trent’s head peaked in and he grabbed his clipboard from a shelf. “Sorry, forgot this.” He said. She gave him an exhausted and red in the face smile, “No problem, good luck.” Trent smiled back. “Yeah, hope the rest of your day is as good as mine has been so far.” Then he was gone again, and May was pretty sure her day was special enough already.
  10. GUESS WHO FINALLY GOT THEIR POSTING PRIVILEGES? No more waiting a week and a half for mods to approve my posts for this bitch! I am getting into omo writing. All of these will be in the same universe. This post will be an introduction. These stories, mostly short and nonlinear, will focus on a King, Garnet III, his Queen, Cordelia, and the harem they keep (and yes, it is shared). Fantasy setting. The kingdom, Riverkeep, is small but peaceful. There are some other kingdoms nearby, one of which, Helmsmount, is experiencing some political strife. As a result, some dissidents have sought shelter in Riverkeep (this will be important later). It is in a fairly temperate region with hot summers and cold winters. The harem dwellers are kept in plush conditions, and are given plenty of jewelry and other finery to wear. In the summer, they're encouraged to wear little else. Normally, they get five pee/poop breaks a day, called toilet passes or potty passes, that they can use whenever they want, with these breaks resetting daily at midnight (they can plead for more if they're really desperate, but may be refused). Unlimited breaks are given only in the case of illness or significant injury. The toilets themselves are mostly variations on the chamber pot, although other options will be used. Main characters include: King Garnet Mid thirties. Considered rather handsome. His skin is tan and smooth, and his body is toned from athletic training and a good diet, with a bit of pudge on the belly, but not very much. His hair is dark and curly, and shines brown in the sun. His eyes are dark and, in the right light, his eyes look almost wine-red. Fond of women with MILFy builds, and skinny twinks and femboys. Considered a capable leader due to his care for domestic issues Charismatic, wise, intelligent, all that that makes a good leader Average bladder, but good at making it seem bigger than it is by managing his fluid intake. Maximum hold time is between eleven to thirteen hours. Will not urinate outside of his private pot unless there are quite literally no other options other than clothing. Dislikes even doing it in front of Cordelia. Queen Cordelia: Late twenties. Curvy build, with large hips, a round butt, and breasts around the side of a large orange or smaller grapefruit. Fairer skin than her husband. Brown eyes that have been described as honey-colored or amber. Her hair is long, wavy, blue-black, and well cared for. She has shapely, plush lips and is fond of lipstick. Not a lot of body hair, but the carpet matches the drapes, and is thick. Several harem members attempted to shave it all off one time and it took the better part of an hour before it was all gone. Empathetic and a little daft Big bladder. Max holding time around eighteen hours. Will urinate in front of those who desire to see it, but never where anyone else could see her--no public latrines, alleyways, or bushes. If she's travelling, she has to have a servant bring her chamber pot and set up a special tent. Even then, she doesn't like it. Flint: Male harem member. Late twenties. Smooth tan skin, with some pink scarring, mostly on his back. Dark brown, straight hair just past his shoulders. Gray eyes. Strong build, hint of abs. This next point mentions violence, so it's under a read more. It's backstory. Is subservient to Cordelia and almost excessively chivalrous to her Intelligent, appreciates that Garnet is the same. Has some trauma from his ejection from Helmsmount. The best remedy is either "quality time" (wink wink) with Cordelia or a nice long talk with Jim. Average cock, a bit long and thin. Pubes soft and fine. Slight happy trail. Average bladder. Maximum hold time is around twelve hours. Will urinate in public, but would rather use a toilet if one is available. Jim: Male harem member. Late thirties. Pale skin. Dirty blond hair that's a bit shaggy. Has a beard of the same color. Plenty of body hair to match, especially on his chest, abdomen and around his genitals. Prominent happy trail and thigh hair. Speaking of genitals, his are very large, both in length and girth. You can see it through his pants sometimes. It's also a nice-looking cock, with a good color and shape. Solid build, with a slight dad bod and strong arms. Fatherly disposition, took Flint under his arm because he thought "the lad looked lost" Very large bladder. Maximum hold time around twenty-four hours. He managed that only once, and with extensive leaking. Genuinely enjoys peeing, too. Has little shame about public urination--"we all gotta go." Rosemarie: Female harem member. Early twenties. Slender build, not much muscle, not much fat. Redheaded, but no freckles. Green eyes. Hair is a bit above shoulders. Smaller breasts--maybe the size of a lemon. Very, very attracted to Cordelia Hotheaded disposition. Irritates easily. Can be needy. Very subservient to Cordelia. Prefers to watch others pee, especially Cordelia. Will drink pee. Pubes are soft and fine, with no happy trail or thigh fuzz. Small bladder. Maximum hold time around six hours. Usually needs a pee at night. Frequently has to pee in a bucket or in the harem-members' exercise yard due to running out of potty passes. Due to this, has no shame in peeing in front of others. Background characters will be present. This may be edited later. First story post! This one's very x rated lol As soon as Garnet entered, the lovers swarmed around him. One lover took his crown and laid it carefully aside. Another unbuttoned his tunic and helped him out of it. Yet a third took his pants and shoes. A fourth gently pulled his undergarments from him, leaving him bare. A red silk robe was drawn about his shoulders, and he was led to a large round mattress dressed in velvet, where he lay down, sighing heavily at the lack of weight. He let his eyes close for a moment. A kiss was placed on his nose. “Would you like to be taken to your bed, your majesty?” He sighed. “No… no. I am merely a bit drained. Where is Cordelia?” The girl, slim and bare-breasted with piercings of ruby in each nipple, bit her soft lip. He recognized her as Lila, a new-ish addition. “... I know not. Would you like me to summon her?” Garnet sighed. “Yes. After that, come right back… I think I would like to play with those piercings you have.” She giggled. She sent for a servant, then came back, sitting next to him and baring her large chest. He carefully turned the piercings around within her soft pink nipples, marvelling at how they caught the light. She squeaked and squealed as he manipulated her soft buds. “... I think I will make someone breed you,” he murmured. “I think I would like to see those pretty breasts of yours full of milk.” She flushed. “Why… thank you, my lord.” Another presence approached the bed. Garnet looked up. “Cordelia. How nice to see you. Come, sit with me.” He sent Lila away with a wave of his hand. Cordelia sat, carefully. “You wanted to speak to me?” “I wanted to be with you,” Garnet sighed. “Has this day not been stressful? I thought we could perhaps have some time together.” “I… well…” She swallowed. “I… yes, I do love spending time with you.” He held his arms out. “Come to me.” She lay back into his arms, then squeaked and flinched hard, clenching her thighs. “What is wrong?” “I… I have been… I have not had the chance to pass urine all day…” She whimpered. “... I need to go so badly… I have been holding it since this morning. My lady parts are throbbing so badly. Please, I would do anything for a chamber pot!” She writhed, humping his leg. “I want you here,” Garnet replied, stroking her hair. “‘Tis not the same if it isn’t you. Can you hold it in?” One of the lovers, a girl named Rosemarie, laid a hand on Cordelia’s hip. “Allow me to assist, my lady.” “What do you mean?” Rosemarie stroked Cordelia’s hip tenderly. “It would be an honor, my lady, if you used my mouth to relieve yourself.” Cordelia initially looked like she wanted to refuse, then another wave of desperation struck. She gripped her lady-parts and writhed hard. “... Be quick! I do not know how much longer I can last!” Rosemarie gently guided Cordelia onto her back, spreading her legs and opening her robe. Rosemarie’s breath carded softly through Cordelia’s thick muff. Cordelia felt her pee hole quiver. Warm lips settled on her core, around her pee hole, and suckled tight. She moaned. “Now,” Garnet said. “Let go.” Cordelia focused. A strong tingling sensation jetted up into her abdomen as the pressure released. Her warm stream trickled over Rosemarie’s tongue. “Ooooh…” Rosemarie hummed. Her tongue laved against Cordelia’s core. The tingling in Cordelia’s lady parts burst into an incredible pleasure. Her clit throbbed. Her thighs quivered, opening wide and then wider. Rosemarie pushed her tongue against Cordelia’s clit just as her pee-stream hit its peak. The pee teased against her from the back, and Rosemarie’s tongue from the front, and between the two, the pleasure made her see stars. Just then, Garnet pinched both of her soft pink nipples, and that was her undoing. She came with a moan that resonated around the wooden paneled walls and off the velvet furnishings. When she came to, Rosemarie was gently wiping her lady-parts clean with a warm wet rag, and Garnet was sitting above her, smiling. She pouted, giving Garnet a wifely Look. Garnet just laughed. “Love you, Lia.” She grumbled. “Love you too.”
  11. Hey everyone! This is the first story I've written. I'll be posting it in this thread chapter by chapter as I finish writing them. Let me know what you think. Chapter 1 The Trailhead That date circled in pink on her calendar has finally come. A day she has looked forward to for months. Hazel was going on another hiking trip with her best friend Sophia. Sophia is relatively new to hiking but is learning very fast. She has some camping experience as well but this trip was the first multi-day hike Sophia has ever done. Hazel on the other hand is very experienced hiking and has excellent bushcraft skills and knowledge. She knows her needs per day and feels confident in her ability to pack just whats needed and nothing else. Their plan was to drive to the trailhead located at Blue Lake, hike a day and a half to Manatee Lagoon, spend a night there, then hike the day and a half back. Their timing of this trip could not have been better, it was a couple weeks into fall, the temperatures were in the perfect range, and there wasn't a drop of rain forecast. It was that very short time of year in Florida where you could enjoy outside activities barely breaking a sweat while still not freezing at night. Hazel was boiling over with excitement as she saw Sophia pull in her driveway. She walked outside, greeted Sofia with a hug, then loaded her gear into Sophia's Jeep eager to get going. She paused briefly when she heard Sophia ask in a surprised way "Thats all you brought? One bag?" Hazel chuckled lightly then said "Yea! We're only going for 3 nights." Once her gear was in she said "I'll be right back, I'm going to pee one last time." "Good idea, I should do that too" Sofia agreed. A few minutes later they were all loaded up ready to go. The two of them made small talk during the 45 minutes it took to get to Blue Lake. Hazel could tell that Sophia was just as excited as herself yet a little nervous. When they arrived, they found that a lot of other people were taking advantage of the perfect weather. Sophia took the last available parking spot saying "I'm glad we got here when we did." "Yea." Thinking for a second, Sophia said "I can't believe how many people are here at 9 in the morning!" As they each grabbed their gear from the Jeep, Hazel said "I hope most of these people are fishing and that the trails are not too busy." They each did one final check then put their packs on and started down the trail. Helping to build her friends confidence, Hazel let Sophia lead the way down the marked trail. After about 30 minutes of hiking and talking, Hazel found herself watching Sophia's heart shaped ass more than the trail. She didn't even notice she had become lost in it's rhythmic movements until she heard Sophia yell "Hey!" Snapping back to reality, Hazel heard Sophia ask "Staring at my ass?" Fumbling for words and shaking her head Hazel replied "Y yea. N No." She took a big breath then asked "What's up?" "The trail splits ahead so which way do we go?" "Umm...let me look." Hazel replied as she fumbled for the map still startled from being caught. "Did you like what you saw?" Hazel blushed then trying to change the subject said "We need to go to the right." They continued on their journey when a little later they decided to rest for a few minutes. Sitting there sipping their waters, Sophia said "You never answered." "Huh?" "I asked if you liked what you saw." "Oh...right." Turning bright red again, Hazel replied "It's nice." Sophia simply replied with "Hmm." Then changed topics. Hazel sat there embarrassed yet horny and thinking that she could pee but decided she didn't want to loose time. About two hours into their journey, Hazel had finished her water bottle and was now using her camelback. Her need to pee was becoming more noticeable but not urgent so she said to herself I'll wait until we stop in just a bit for lunch. As they trekked on, she began wondering if Sophia was feeling it too. A few minutes later her question was answered by Sophia telling her "I need to pee." "Hold it." Hazel replied in a joking manner. Then to her surprise, Sophia said "Yea. It's not that bad yet." This made Hazel think back on things said between them in the past. She started to question if Sophia is also into pee. There's no way she thought to herself. For the next hour and 15 minutes, both girls were discretely grabbing themselves and adjusting their walks as their needs grew with each step. Hazel's need suddenly jumped a few digits higher as the trail went over a small creek. The bubbling sound from the water as it gently flowed over some rocks made her bladder think it was close to getting relief. She tried to distract herself with more conversation but in her hightened need, her ears were attracted to the sounds of sloshing water from their packs. Come on...it's only 15 more minutes until we stop to eat, you can make it she said to herself. Just then, Sophia stopped and said "If I go another step I will pee myself!" Hazel instantly became even more aroused at hearing that. She tried to not make it obvious that she was aroused but once Sophia started pulling her tight leggings and pink panties down all Hazel could do was stare. The sight of that forceful stream of hot pee shooting from between the thick lips of Sophia's perfectly shaved vagina made her own pussy quiver and her bladder spasm. After a few seconds of watching her own stream, Sophia looked up at Hazel and asked "Are you not going to go?" After a brief moment of thought, Hazel decided to give in to her bladders demands and started going for the waistband of her own leggings when she suddenly stopped because they heard voices. "Shit!" Sophia whispered loudly "There's people and I'm not done." Hazel looked down and saw her friend's stream grow even more forceful in an attempt to finish before the people could see anything. A few more seconds passed when her stream finally started to dwindle. Now in a panic, Sophia quickly stood up yanking her panties and leggings up all in one motion before her stream even had a chance to fully stop. As the other hikers passed by, the girls acted like they were looking at wildlife then giggled afterwards. Once they were out of sight, Hazel was again about to give in but then heard even more voices. Hazel, out of frustration, let out a soft growl then said "Lets just get to the picnic spot. I'll find a place to go there." "Are you sure you can make it?" "I don't have a choice." "Ok." replied Sophia. Hazel pondered if she made the right choice as they walked onwards.
  12. Hi im new here! I had this story on my head for quite a while now but i only got the confidence to post this today so I hope you enjoy! This is part 1 of a 6 part story about a 25 year old woman named "Lucy" and how she is about to meet someone very interesting. The overall plot is already finished however based on user feedback I can add in certain details upon request. Chapter 1: "The Lift" "Can today get any worse?!" Lucy thought as she spilt coffee on herself. She overslept and was running late for work and she only started her job last week! What would her boss think? She quickly got herself dressed into her work attire, a smart business suit and got in her car. 15 minutes pass and she arrives at her work 6 minutes late, she worked at a large 32 floor office building as an accountant and although it was not her first choice for a job, she was happy enough with her pay to keep going. She got into the lift and rode it to floor 29 where her desk was. She had just sat down to clock in when she heard a familiar voice, "What time do you call this Miss Sullivan?" It was her boss Mrs Cartwright, she's a pretty scary boss but nothing Lucy couldn't handle. "I'm so sorry Mrs Cartwright I was caught in traffic this morning" "Make sure it never happens again young lady" Her boss left with a stern look on her face. Lucy started to work at her desk, it was the middle of summer and Lucy was struggling with the heat. She brought a large flask of water with her that she refilled throughout the day to keep her hydrated. When break time came she had lunch but didn't use the bathroom, she wasn't a fan of using public bathrooms and decided to wait until she got home to urinate, a task she is usually able to do with ease. During her shift a man came over to her. "Hey you must be Lucy?" Lucy had never seen this man before but considering the way he was dressed she assumed he must've been some higher up in the company. "Yes that's me" She replied "My name is Chris I'm the Assistant Manager of the company, I heard you're our new accountant?" "Yes" she replied "I started last week" "How are you finding it so far" "It's great!" she replied "Well catch you later Lucy and if you have any questions come find me OK?" "Sure thing!" she responded. The manager walked away and Lucy continued working on her own, the breeze of the desk fan keeping her cool. "Damn I really shouldn't have drank so much water" Lucy thought to herself, her bladder was starting to fill and she began fidgeting in her seat. However she was confident that she would make it home in time. The clock reached 5PM, home time. Lucy packed her things and said goodbye to her colleagues as she left. She entered the lift and pressed the button to go down to the ground floor. "Thank god the lift is empty" she thought "I can hold myself in peace" "I can't wait to use the restroom" Her train of thought was interrupted by the lift stopping at floor 24. Lucy quickly adjusted her posture and the doors opened "Oh hello again" it was Chris. "Oh hi" responded Lucy faintly. Chris got in the elevator and it started to move. "Can't believe how hot it is today, have you been drinking plenty of water?" asked Chris innocently. "Oh definitely!" she replied. "I was thinking of going to the beach today its so nice" said Chris. Lucy didn't really pay attention to what he was saying, her bladder was all she could think of. "So do you have any plans for-" Chris was cut off by the sound of screeching metal. The elevator was stuck "What the hell?" said Chris. Lucy panicked, one because she was claustrophobic but mainly because she was stuck in a lift, with a handsome young man and desperately needed to pee. "Stay calm I'm gonna call the attendant" Chris pressed the alarm button and got through to maintenance. "Hello we're stuck in the lift!" Chris explained. "You're joking?! He replied. "OK fine we'll wait" he hung up the call. "So do you want the good news or the bad news?" He asked Lucy. "What's the good news" replied Lucy. "The good news is that maintenance is on the way, the bad news is that it's gonna take about an hour." Lucy erupted "AN HOUR?" "What's the hold up?" "Apparently he's on break" responded Chris. Lucy couldn't believe what she heard, at this point her bladder was screaming for release. She began to turn pale. "Are you OK"? Chris asked. "I'm just afraid of tight spaces that's all" She said reluctant to tell him the truth. "Yeah me too" he replied "Guess we'll just have to wait huh" 20 minutes pass and Lucy sits down in the corner. Her bladder muscles straining to keep the pee inside. "You can do this Lucy" she thought to herself but she knew she was in trouble. She secretly grabbed her crotch while Chris wasn't looking. She started doing breathing exercises to help her relax, but this worked a little too well. "Ahh!" She gasped as a tiny burst of pee splashed into her panties. "Are you sure you OK?" Chris asked, hearing her yelp. "Y-yes I'm fine" she replied as she stood up straight. Chris had put two and two together. "Lucy if you don't mind me asking, when was the last time you used the bathroom"? Lucy said nothing as her face went bright red. "You need to pee don't you?" He asked. "Yeah" she whispered softly. "It's gonna be OK" Chris replied "We'll be free soon" "Just 15 minutes" Lucy thought to herself, 15 minutes until she could leave the lift and unleash a powerful warm stream of urine into the toilet bowl. The thought alone almost sent her over the edge as another few drops escaped. "I don't think I can hold it much longer" she admitted. Chris was sympathetic but he didn't know what to say. At this point Lucy wasn't even trying to hide her urgency anymore she bent down and tightly grabbed her crotch with both hands in full view of Chris. "Do you perhaps have something to pee in?" Chris asked. "I-I can't hold it anymore!" Chris frantically searched through his bag to find something she could relieve herself in but it was too late. "Oh god no!" Lucy shrieked as she started wetting herself right in front of Chris. "I'm so sorry!" She sobbed as warm pee ran through her legs and splashed on the floor. "It's OK honestly" replied Chris "It's best to just let it all out" Lucy couldn't bare to watch as her pee stream got stronger and her pee puddle expanded larger on the floor. When she finished her face was bright red. "It's not your fault" said Chris "Accidents happen all the time!" "I promise I won't tell anyone" Lucy looked up at him and gently smiled "Thank you but what am I gonna do now I'm soaked!" Their dialogue was interrupted by someone outside "Hey are you guys OK? We're gonna open the doors now!" Lucy panicked but Chris managed to calm her down "I have an idea OK?" Chris took off his suit jacket and gave it to Lucy. "Put this around your waist and when the doors open we'll run as fast as we can OK?" Lucy agreed and tied his jacket around her waist. As the doors finally opened the two of them ran together out of the building as fast as they could stopping for nothing. "OK we're in the clear! Chris said. "You gonna be alright"? "I think so" she replied "Keep the jacket and have a safe journey home and we can pretend all this never happened OK?" "Thank you so much" Lucy replied, and with that she headed to her car and drove home. Thanks to Chris she avoided an embarrassing accident from getting worse and she got a new jacket that she assumed Chris wouldn't want back. As she arrived home she got undressed, had a shower and sat on the sofa thinking about what happened. "I bet that guy thinks I'm a total freak for wetting myself" she pondered. But as she was lying there on the sofa she thought about how nice he treated a total stranger, and how attractive he was. Lucy had dated other men in the past but nothing long term. "I hope I see him again" she thought as she threw his ruined jacket on the floor and went to bed. The next morning Lucy went to wash Chris's jacket when she noticed a piece of paper hanging out from the jacket pocket. Curious she opened it. It was nothing special, just a list of clients but she noticed it had Chris' mobile phone number written inside. Lucy pondered for a moment weighing all her options and finally said "Screw it!" She took a chance and dialled the number. She started getting butterflies in her chest, she had never been the one to ask someone out before but she was feeling confident today. Lucy felt her heartbeat raise with every ring until finally, someone picked up the phone.
  13. Listen, I'm sorry about this, but I really just have to. This idea- no, this vision has been in my mind for a long time. I wanted to write it, so I did. You guys can't do anything about it, right? This might be the most horrible story I've ever written. And by 'horrible' I don't mean terrifying or gruesome, but simply immoral. That's just how it is, I can't do anything about it, you can't do anything about it, so you may as well enjoy it. The following story contains an obscene amount of ridiculous content. If anything in it offends you, that's okay, because it's your right. There will be lots of butt, and cock, and pissing, and vaginas. That's just how it is. I'm not sorry. Lets be honest here. We all know why I wrote this. I wrote it because I was horny, okay? Mad horny. Unforgivably horny. So I wrote this. It's not for you, it's for me. There will be fucking in this story. There will be peeing and pooping. There will be uncouthness and hilarity. In fact, I consider this story to be so offensive that I'm going to put the entire thing in spoilers. Not to mention, if I get away with it, I will be writing more stories like this. Lots more. IMMENSELY more. I just can't help it, okay? It's in my nature. Please forgive me for what I have written, for I know that God won't. Alright, I lied, there was no messing in this story, but there will be in the next one, possibly. Honestly I intended for there to be a messing scene, actually the whole IDEA stemmed from a messing scene, but I was getting tired of writing so I'm done. I'll do the next one eventually. If you like it, please let me know. If you didn't, then let someone else know, but not me.
  14. DISCLAIMER: This story is completely fictional and takes place in a slightly different reality from ours; Plus this story and all others are part of the same reality. Here's the big one though: The story contains diaper pooping as well as panty pooping. I know this site is mostly about wetting and most don't care about pooping. So if you don't like that sort of thing and don't want to read this story, that's perfectly fine by me. Also there is minor mention of depression in this story as well as heavy sexual activities, just letting you know. Now with all that out of the way, I hope you enjoy the story anyhow. A Naughty Anniversary The sun began its dawn showering a peaceful suburbia with a soft welcoming light, beginning a special day for two special people. In one of the cul-de-sac houses, laid 24-year old Claire sleeping soundly in her bed in nothing but colorful pull-ups and a white bra, dreaming about her special someone. Then the clock beside her bed began to chirp loudly, waking Claire up from her dream. Silencing the clock, she looked at the time and date: 7am, August 15th. Claire creaked a tired smile as she knew what today was, turning her body around to see the most beautiful being she had ever seen. Her wife Kate, in nothing but her underwear, was still sound asleep undisturbed by the alarm. Usually Kate would be awake first, so Claire being able to see her beloved sleeping peacefully was a rare and wonderful gift. Claire couldn’t help but wonder how she got so lucky to have someone like Kate in her life. Claire carefully shuffles closer to her lover until their faces are mere inches apart from each other. With great care Claire places her hand onto Kate’s shoulder to wake her. “Honey, it's time to wake up now,” Claire softly spoke. As she gently shakes her beloved warmly, she begins to slowly stir awake, opening her sapphire eyes to see the woman she loves dearly. A loving smile grows on Kate’s face as she begins to hug Claire tenderly “Good morning my love.” “Good morning beautiful,” Claire smiled as she nestled into Kate’s welcoming warmth “Do you happen to know what today is?” Kate, feeling predictably mischievous, leaned closer towards Claire as she played coy. “Hmm, I can't seem to remember Hon. But I know a way to find out,” Now filled with an irresistible longing to be naughty to her love, Kate started kissing Claire’s neck, licking her soft skin with vigor. Claire, caught off guard, couldn't help but gasp with pleasure as she felt Kate give her a loving hickey. After parting her lips leaving behind an impressive love bite, Kate’s smile returned looking at her flustered lover. “Ah I remember now, today is our 2nd anniversary isn’t it?” Kate mused to her wife. Claire, still aroused by her newly earned hickey, smiled knowing that today signified their joyful marriage together. “Yes it is you little troublemaker, can you believe it’s already been two years since that wonderful day?” Claire giggled. “For me honestly, our wedding day always feels like it was yesterday, while at the same time I feel like we’ve been happily married ever since we started dating in high school,” Kate answered back. “Mmm, I remember when I confessed my feelings to you on the night of the valentine’s day dance all those years ago. Slow dancing with you as I rested my head on your shoulders telling you how much I loved you,” Claire reminisced. Kate softly laughed “Yeah, crazy to think that I was going to do the same until you beat me to the punch.” As both lovers felt warm from their memories together, they both locked their eyes to one another as they began to lean in to share a tender kiss that made both melt into the passion each held for one another. As their lips met and their tongues intertwined, Claire gently coupled her wife’s plump breasts with care. Meanwhile Kate, softly panting from feeling her boobs being massaged, moved her hand to her beloved’s padded crotch. Not much to her surprise, Kate found her wife’s pull-ups soggy and warm, no doubt Claire wet herself on purpose before going to bed just to be naughty and playful. This didn’t stop Kate from carefully rubbing the wet padding anyhow, thus Claire started to lustfully moan from the growing tingling in between her legs. Yet after a minute of bliss, Claire pulled back from her lover's lips and moved Kate’s hand away from her crotch. “Let’s not have too much fun just yet, we still have a whole day to ourselves to enjoy together,” Claire whispered into her wife’s ear with a hint of lust in her otherwise innocent voice. “Then tell me my love, what do you have planned for this special day?” Kate asked curious over the lust in her beloved’s voice. “Well first off, let's get out of bed already so we can get started,” Claire responded. Thus the two love birds finally left the comfort of their bed and began their day much like they normally would, Starting with Kate taking a quick shower. After bathing, Kate slipped on her standard white panties, grabbed a navy blue skirt, and wore a white collar polo over her bra. However as Kate sorted her favorite scarlet tie, she could hear her wife squeal in surprise. Walking into the kitchen Kate found Claire still wearing her wet pull-ups, reading the card she had placed on the table along with a vase of vibrant roses Kate had prepared the night before: “Your laugh, your smile, everything about you gave me the strength to get through my saddest days, knowing you were waiting for me. You’ve always been there for me, to give me love and joy beyond anything I could ever deserve. I can’t help but fall for you every day, and I wouldn’t give any of it up for the world. -Happy anniversary, your wife Kate.” Claire’s eyes welled up with tears as she turned to Kate smiling at her. Claire found herself speechless as she merged with Kate into a tender embrace. “I mean every word of it, I wouldn’t ever live a happy life without you in it,” Kate said. There they stayed in each other’s arms for a solid minute till Claire gave Kate a card of her own. It read: “You have been by my side ever since we were kids, giving me an amazing childhood. You even saved me from myself when I fell into depression in middle school. Then in high school I fell for you and confessed, fearing you would push me away like so many had done before, but instead you told me you had fallen for me too. You are the reason I’m still alive, you and all of the love you have given me all these years, and I'm grateful to be able to share another anniversary with you. -your loving partner Claire.” It was now Kate’s turn now to cry as she hugged her wife tighter. “I love you so much you know that?” Kate managed to say, choked by her emotions. “I love you too,” Claire responded, wiping tears from her eyes. Another minute was spent in a loving hug until Claire separated. “I’ll be right back sweetie, I’ve got to change myself before this soggy thing becomes uncomfortable,” Claire said, referring to her still wet pull-ups. After washing herself in the shower, Claire returned to the kitchen wearing her favorite flowery blouse and short shorts that partly showed off her clean colorful pull-ups. To her shock, she found Kate had made her a surprise breakfast: cheesy omelets full of Claire’s favorite spices for the both of them. “My oh my Honey, I thought you didn’t like to cook,” Claire uttered, stunned. “Only because I didn’t know how to, but I've been learning in secret so I could surprise you,” Kate told her. “Aw, you're full of surprises today aren’t you?” Claire teased. “You know it my dear, now let's eat before the food gets cold,” Kate said, setting the plates onto the table. Claire found her anniversary breakfast to be quite stellar for Kate’s official first time cooking, the eggs were fluffy and flavorful thanks to the well mixed blend of spices that were used. She gave her compliments to her chef/wife in earnest as Kate’s face lit up with accomplishment, thankful that her practicing paid off. After breakfast, the couple set off in their car to spend the whole day together by hitting the town. Claire had them visit a local car show first, knowing Kate would love seeing all of the vintage cars and motorcycles. Kate, being a knowledgeable mechanic at heart, admired all of the automobiles from the late 20th century with great excitement; especially a special 1960 Desoto Adventurer, designed to replicate a police vehicle from an old cartoon Kate knew from the 90’s. Seeing Kate geek over these machines made Claire giggle with joy, knowing her wife was having a great time. After the car show it was Kate’s turn as she brought her wife to a well known history museum that had just opened an exhibit of art made by Claire’s favorite painters and sculptors. Claire always wanted to enter art college ever since graduation, So Kate figured some inspiration was needed to help Claire go for her dream career. Kate herself smiled seeing her lover become lost in the beautiful landscapes that were hung on the walls of the museum. Lastly before this amazing day could bring back the night, Kate drove them both to the high hills overlooking the town from the north. There she and Claire walked to the hillside overlook, hands intertwined, as it was here that Kate mustered the courage to propose to Claire. Gazing onward at the gorgeous scenery before them, the couple relaxed in the comfort of each other as the sun began to set on the horizon. Within a few minutes the sky became overrun with beautiful red hues that complimented the emerald in Claire’s eyes. “You look just as beautiful now as you did when I proposed to you,” Kate told her beloved, stroking Claire’s wavy hair. “So do you my love, more so than the sunset,” Claire said as she rested her head on Kate’s shoulders. Half an hour later, the sun disappeared behind the rolling hills in the distance, thus the two ladies started their way back home. Once home Claire and Kate began cooking together for the first time in their relationship. It was quite messy considering Kate was still new to cooking in general, but they both had fun and laughed regardless as Claire guided her through the steps. Together they created a fantastic Chicken Cordon Bleu and paired with an excellent Stella Rosa wine that held a strong smell of fresh fruit. As they ate their delicious dinner and reminisced more loving memories, Claire noticed Kate acting a little skittish in her seat. Claire knew her wife too well, she needed to go to the bathroom. Normally both girls would go in their undergarments whenever the need came up at home, however seeing Kate try to hold it in without saying anything told Claire she was doing this on purpose. Kate was saving it up for her, funny considering Claire was doing the exact same thing, she had been holding her waste in for a few days. But Claire was determined to be as stoic as her beloved, so that they could poop together. It was one of their more naughty activities they would do together from time to time, but it was something they enjoyed together and that’s all that mattered. Still as the two of them finished their fulfilling dinner, Claire couldn’t resist the urge to tease Kate a little. She knew how to get Kate in the proper mood. Patiently she got up to rinse her empty plate, Kate followed with hers and both cleaned their plate with quick ease. “That was awesome, I wish I learned how to cook sooner so I could help you more,” Kate said. Claire turned to her wife with a warm smile, “Don’t sell yourself short, you have done great today both with breakfast and with dinner. You should be proud, I certainly am,” Claire said, supporting Kate’s hard work. Kate smiled back, “Aw thanks honey, I’m glad my practicing paid off.” Before she could say another word, Kate watched as Claire struck her padded butt out a little and noted a new yet familiar foul smell in the air. Kate’s heart began to beat faster as dirty thoughts filled her head. She had held in her shit ever since yesterday and now she could tell Claire had done the same. Seeing her wife tease her with her farts, Kate decided to play along. “My my, what a lovely stink I smell. I wonder where it came from,” Kate sarcastically pondered. Keeping her eyes on Claire, she saw that expression on her face she always makes when she is thinking or doing something nasty; that mischievous smirk of hers proudly displayed, betraying her otherwise innocent looking oceanic eyes. Kate was always the dirty minded of the two for the longest time. However Claire, despite being mostly an innocent sweetheart, always had a hidden other side that was just as dirty as Kate’s. “Could this smell be coming from my lovely wife’s behind?” Kate mused, lightly spanking Claire’s puffy rear. Claire was now getting excited as she released more silent gas from her butt to please Kate’s mock curiosity. Kate was greeted with more stink as she made her conclusion “Well well, my wife is farting after all, this could only mean one thing,” Kate inched closer and closer till her lips were up to Claire’s ear. “Does my darling lover need to make poopy in her pull-ups?” Kate whispered. Claire held her breath as Kate’s soft voice made her shiver with more excitement, yet still she admits to her need for the bathroom with a nod. “Good, cause I need to go potty too, so why don’t we?” Kate asked, knowing using baby-like phrases entices Claire’s arousal. This tactic worked as Claire could no longer hide her growing desire, lust, and desperation. “I-I want to watch you soil yourself. T-Then I want you to see me fill my pull-ups with my poo-poo,” Claire mustered to say lustfully. With that, the couple made their way into the bathroom and stripped each other down till they were wearing only their undergarments. “Do you want me to go first?” Kate asked, throwing their clothes to the side. “By all means,” Claire said, sitting down on the toilet lid. With her wife’s approval, Kate set herself right in front of Claire’s face. Presenting her ass to her lover, Kate began to push gas out of her body to prepare for the waste inside her. Claire happily inhaled through her nose the stink emanating from the cute butt in front of her. “BBLLLAARRTTT!!! BLLORRTT!!! FFRRT!!!” “Ew, stinky,” Claire joked. Hearing her wife enjoying the show so far, Kate continued her pushing until she felt something big and solid tug at her rectum. “It’s coming out hon,” Kate said with pleasure beginning to build within her. “Then what are you waiting for?” Claire asked her. One push later, a soft crackling and popping could be heard as a brown bulge began to form and swell inside Kate’s white panties. Warm firm poop steadily flowed into the growing pile of waste, collecting together making the bugle lumpy and heavy. Claire watched in awe as turd after turd entered her wife’s underwear, filling it up nicely and gently with a mesmerizing pace. Deep inside, Claire felt her horniness growing in conjunction with Kate’s mound of filth; Thus she began to rub her padded crotch vigorously as she continued to watch. Meanwhile Kate was also slowly touching herself as she felt more logs of shit plop into her poopy underwear. Each whiff of the stench from her own messy contents made Kate sink deeper into her personal pleasure. As both women bathed in their arousal, Kate’s butt kept loading more and more waste into the smelly brown bulge in her panties, forcing it to continue expanding heavy and full. The steamy logs of poop coiled and nestled together warmly and comfortably into the underwear’s ruined fabric, radiating with the stench of the ass from which it came. Kate could feel all of her turds hug her butt as her rectum began to expel the last of her sewage. One final fart announced the end of Kate’s impressive soiling, all to the excitement of Claire who had become full of sexual energy from what she had witnessed. With glee Claire didn’t hold back her desires as she leaned forward to grope her wife’s shitty underwear, making Kate gasp in a short burst of ecstasy. “Does it pleasure you when I play with your poopy panties?” Claire asked her dirty wife sensually, her voice now full with her lust as she fondled Kate’s grapefruit sized load. “Oh yes, you sexy vixen, I love feeling your hand mush and squish my panties full of poop,” Kate admitted as she panted heavily, she wasn’t used to Claire being so sexually dominant when it came to their filthy fun or sex life. However Kate found herself attracted to the idea of being submissive to her lover, just as equally as being the dominant figure in the relationship. Claire too wasn’t used to acting this way but found it just as fun as letting Kate lead their dance in a manner of speaking. However, the fun wasn’t over yet. “Good, cause now it’s my turn to have some dirty fun,” Claire told Kate. Turning around, Kate saw Claire shifting around to sit on the toilet backwards, with her padded butt facing itself onto Kate’s eyes. “Do I have your permission to fill my pull-ups?” Claire asked reverting back into a submissive role, as stinky farts began to erupt from her ass once again. “Yes my darling, let everything out. Your beloved desires nothing more than to watch you shit yourself,” Kate said, prepared to witness Claire's own dirty moment. “BBRRAAAPP!!! SSPPLLOORRCHHH!!!” Kate’s approval was all Claire needed to relax her rectum at last, feeling a satisfying wave of nasty waste gently flow out of her body into her awaiting easy-ups. A plump bulge formed in the back of the easy-ups as a soft mushy pile of crap settled into the padding without resistance. Kate always found herself amazed and turned on whenever Claire packed her pull-ups full, seeing the color brown overtake all other colors as the bulge grew was almost hypnotizing for her; especially with the turds already in her own underwear multiplying her horniness, making her play with her pussy more intensely. More and more Claire’s easy-ups became stuffed with warm shit and smelly gas, pushing Claire into total ecstasy. Once her mound of waste was equal to Kate’s size though, Claire sighed with relief as she stopped pooping. “How do my easy-ups look, honey?” Claire asked, still breathing deeply as she stood up. “They look as full as my panties,” Kate said as she grabbed Claire’s poopy pampered ass, “And it feels warm, soft, and sexy.” Claire moaned in delight, feeling Kate’s hand grope her dirty pull-ups, the soft mud-like mess inside sloshed and mushed around squelching audibly. Then Clair’s mischievous smirk returned to her face. “Then get ready for a surprise, cause I’m not done yet,” Claire revealed. “Wait what?” Kate stammered off guard. Before Kate could properly react to her wife’s trickery, Claire began pushing more foul soft waste into the mudslide already in her pull-ups. Kate watched the bulge of shit she was just squishing begin to fill with fresh mushy poop, her hand being slowly enveloped by the expanding mound it was touching through the brown padding. Kate’s horniness increased tremendously from feeling Claire’s mush swell like a balloon in her hand, thus she proceeded to keep fondling the ever growing bulge. However between Kate’s constant but gentle squishing, and Claire’s dirty ass still producing and expelling vast quantities of excrement, there was no more room left to fill in the tortured easy-ups. Inevitably a blowout occurred as muddy poop began oozing out of the side padding and flowed down Claire’s legs onto the bathroom tiles. This bothered neither ladies as they both continued their dirty fun unabated by the mess in progress. Eventually Claire was found completely empty of waste at last and became washed with the filthiest of satisfaction and lust, turning herself half way to look into Kate’s deeply heated eyes while keeping her massive mound of shit in her beloved’s view. “Now how is my mess honey?” Claire teased. Kate had no more words to give as her sexual desires took over, making her close the distance between them and answer her lover’s question with a deep kiss on Claire’s lips. As they merged their lips and tangled tongues, both used one hand to wrap around each other to play with the other’s filth, while the other hand dug into the other’s undergarments and fondled their throbbing soaked pussies with fanatic excitement. It didn’t take long for both women to reach the height of their pleasure as they intensely fucked each other still wearing heavily soiled and sagging panties and easy-ups. “K-K-Kate, I-I’m about t-to-” Claire could barely utter a word as her pleasure became too much and was about to explode. “S-So am I, l-let’s fi-f-f-finish th-this t-together!” Kate managed to say, losing control herself. The couple finally screamed being overrun in a ocean of sexual energies, just as their pussies suddenly exploded violently, soaking their lover’s dug in hands and their undergarments with a torrent of white hot liquid. Good thing the bathroom walls were thick, otherwise the neighbors might have heard the two screaming and climaxing. Five solid minutes passed before both women fully calmed down, still panting in deep breaths and drenched in sweat. “My god… That felt absolutely amazing,” Kate said. “Yeah, even better than our last anniversary’s messing,” Claire agreed. Looking at the mirror against the wall, Claire and Kate saw how much poop was in their undergarments. While Kate’s panties still had a large grapefruit size load snug inside it, Claire’s pull-ups had a bulge the size of a massive pineapple, with a lot of shit still oozing out onto the floor. “Yikes, you definitely overdone yourself didn’t you hon?” Kate said, reacting to Claire’s blowout. “Maybe, but it was totally worth it,” Claire smiled unashamedly. Kate couldn’t help but smile back at her dirty wife, as the two of them began removing their underwear and easy-ups to clean up. Claire stayed perfectly still as Kate used a lot of sanitary wipes to clean her wife’s legs, then she removed the shit on the floor as best she could with Claire’s help. As for their asses caked with poop, Claire started the shower so they could clean themselves thoroughly. They bathed each other with through precision and tons of soap as the sweat, filth, and sex juice washed away, while still enjoying each other’s company. Afterwards they threw away their ruined panties and pull-ups into the bathroom’s trash and went into bed wearing clean undergarments and simple pajamas. “Thank you for this amazing anniversary, I had a ton of fun today,” Claire told Kate as they settled in their covers. “No thank you, not only for today but for the wonderful years we’ve spent together,” Kate responded, wrapping herself around Claire’s body. “Aw honey, you know I wouldn't give any of this up for anything,” Claire said, hugging back. “It’s been a crazy couple of years so far, hasn't it? All the fun we’ve had together playing fun games, laughing at dumb jokes-” Kate said before Claire interrupted. “Pooping our pants and fucking each other raw,” she added with that naughty smirk on her face. Both giggled at the notion of their more intimate activities. “Yes, even that stuff, it just makes me more excited for what our future has in store for us,” Kate admitted. “I do have one question though,” Claire thought out loud. “Yeah?” Kate inquired. “How did I get so lucky to have you in my life?” Claire asked. Kate answered that question with a tender soft kiss, not of lust or desire, but of genuine love and affection for her wife. “Well you are the cutest, kindest, and dirtiest girl I know. How was I not supposed to fall in love with you?” Kate answered, pulling away from Claire’s lips. “Funny, I thought the same about you,” Claire told Kate, pulling her back into the kiss for another full minute. Parting again they looked deep into their eyes. “I love you,” Claire said. “I love you too,” Kate responded. Now the two love birds settled in their embrace as they slowly fell asleep, eager for the amazing future memories that laid ahead. No doubt there will be hard times and dark days, as there always have been before, but they knew their love and joy would lead them through even the greatest challenges together. But for now, they remain grateful for all the happy, sad, and even messy days they’ve been through so far. Their love will remain unbreakable all the way to their next naughty anniversary and beyond. The End. Author's Note: Hello there, sorry for the long silence my friends. As you can see this was a long one and I didn't want to split this story up into parts like the others. Still this was an interesting and fun challenge for me. I'm also happy I got this out the door before pride month ended, I wasn't intending this to be for pride, but I figured it would be nice to get this story done this month. Not to mention getting this finished and published a full day before my Name Day. So I hope all of you enjoy yourselves and your loving partners regardless of your sexual orientation or gender. By the way, if you know the cartoon I'm referencing with the 1960 Desoto Adventurer, you are as awesome as the wacky dynamic duo that ride that hot rod. Anyway, the Emperor protects, and love has no labels.
  15. Chapter 2 of my story about Jordan and her friends, I decided to upload this separately since this chapter features a sex scene and I wanted to add that warning. Check out my Patreon for more stories like this and my twitter account @OmoFan5 for captions and other omo content! Jordan knew college would be a time for experimentation and new experiences, but she never could’ve imagined this. “Ugh, I need to pee so bad, I’m almost jealous of you Jordan.” Her friend and roommate in the front seat Grace joked. “Well, did you bring any extras?” Jordan’s other friend who was driving, Will, asked. “I thought you did! Well, looks like you better make that one last until we get back home.” Grace turned around to look at her friend. An outside observer would probably have no clue what they were talking about, if you looked at Jordan you would just see a tall, athletic, brunette young woman wearing a baby blue hoodie, and a white tennis skirt. But it was what she had on underneath the skirt that made her blush at her friend's sentence. “It’s fine, I’m still dry.” Jordan told the two in the front, who then congratulated her for that, which made her blush even harder. Jordan was wearing a pull-up, for the past two months now she had worn them regularly, with support and encouragement from her roommate Grace and her new boyfriend Will. Jordan had become fond of the feeling of a wet pull-up, and she knew both her friend and boyfriend enjoyed her “accidents” as well. “Well if she’s still dry maybe she can take it off and give it to you.” Will joked. “What! Then I’ll have nothing else underneath!” Jordan protested. “Yeah, but I’m sure that’s what he wants, the perv.” Grace teased, causing Will to just shrug his shoulders. “Besides, I can hold it.” “Are you trying to say I can’t?” Jordan asked. “I mean…” Will began, causing them to all start laughing. “Wait, don't make me laugh, I'm actually about to pee,” Grace said. “Wait, we're here finally, thank God.” Jordan looked out the front window to see they arrived at a gravel parking lot. The three of them planned to do a quick hike then a picnic, they decided to do this during the afternoon on a school day so there wouldn’t be that many people present, and they were indeed the only car in the lot. Will knew the trail, and he’d be the one leading the way. “C'mon let’s get the stuff out of the car.” Will told them, popping the trunk and unlocking the doors. Once she stood up Jordan felt a pressure in her bladder she hadn’t felt while sitting in the car. She would need to pee soon too. When she went around to the trunk to help get out the things for the picnic they were having later, she saw Grace dancing around dramatically. Standing must’ve made her need to go worse too. Grace was blonde, paler, and a bit shorter than Jordan, but she was in good shape as well and she had thicker thighs and a rounder butt than her roommate. She was wearing a hoodie as well, but it was a black zip up one, and she had on a pair of jean shorts that she had both hands firmly clamped between. “What’s wrong Grace? Are you going to have an accident?” Jordan enjoyed seeing her roommate desperate to pee for a change, and it wasn’t often she got to tease someone else for their desperation. “Nah, I could hold it longer probably, I’m just really really REALLY full.” Grace said, still dancing around. Jordan noticed Will watching Grace, staring at her legs and ass as she moved them every which way. But this didn’t make her jealous, she actually sort of liked it. Jordan couldn’t really tell you what sort of relationship the three of them had, but whatever it was it was fun. “Well let’s get going then, the site is like a thirty minute walk.” Will said, before walking into the woods leading the way. Even though they were pretty sure they were the only ones there, Grace wanted to be further into the woods before she peed. Jordan walked behind her, watching her bounce and sway as she took small steps. Grace kept complaining and whining about her desperation, but Jordan kept quiet about hers. She could’ve gone at any time, but she would have to stop walking and that would make it extremely obvious what she was doing. Also she didn’t want to use the pull-up too soon, since it was the only one they had and she had nothing to change into if she soaked it. As the group came up along a small creek, the running water seemed to have pushed Grace to her limit. “Oh fuck I need to piss, okay I’m gonna go.” Jordan and Will both watched as Grace unzipped the fly on her shorts, quickly pulling them down as she squatted close to the ground. She used one hand to brace herself against a tree behind her, and the other hand to pull her shorts and panties up out of the way. This gave Jordan and Will a clear sight of her pussy, slightly glistening with a few thin blonde hairs around it. Jordan looked over at will and saw him staring, again, she didn’t feel jealous at all, and was in fact excited at the growing bulge in his shorts. But even more exciting was the sight in front of her. Jordan looked back at her best friend's pussy, she saw it quiver, and then a strong, clear stream burst forth from between her lips. Grace sighed and looked up to the sky as the piss cascaded out of her furiously, the stream hitting the ground beneath her sounded louder than the creek they were standing by. This sight, these noises, were all too much for Jordan in the moment. She was still staring at Grace’s stream, but she began to feel the piss trickle out of her into her diaper. She spread her legs slightly and she gave up control to fully wet her diaper. She was used to the feeling by now, the warm softness snuggled up against her skin. Usually Grace or Will could tell when she was using her pull-up, but they were both too distracted to notice right now. Will was still staring at Grace as her stream died down. Grace sighed again, before standing up slightly, shaking her butt to get rid of any extra drops still left on her, and pulling her pants and panties back up. “That’s so much better, it’s been a while since I peed in the woods. It’s fun!” Grace told them. Jordan finished her pee about the same time that Grace did. It wasn’t that much, she could probably use the pull-up again if she needed to. Still, the thought of her being wet and Grace and Will not knowing was exciting her for some reason. “Are we close to the spot?” Grace asked Will, he seemed to snap out of a trance he’d been in ever since she first pulled her shorts down. “What- oh uh it’s a little bit further down.” Will said before blushing. It wasn’t the first time he’d seen Grace pee, again the relationship between the three of them was a bit odd, but he obviously still enjoyed it a lot. Will led the girls into a clearing in the woods, there was soft grass and wildflowers all around them. “Wow, this is really nice.” Grace said. “Yeah, I always wanted to come here with…someone…” Will told them. “Well, can we get the food out? I’m starving!” Jordan asked. The three of them laid out and enjoyed the lunch Jordan had made for them, it wasn’t anything fancy, just sandwiches, fruits, cheese, and crackers. And of course they drank water, and of course Jordan felt her bladder fill up, but she wasn’t the only one. “Be right back, I’m gonna go pee.” Will sat up and said. “Oh! I want to watch!” Grace told him. “Yeah me too!” Jordan agreed. Will had a shocked look on his face, then he blushed. “Uh.. okay… well I guess I can just do it right here then?” He replied. “Wait! I have a better idea!” Grace said before crawling over to Jordan. Jordan was just laying on her front, and had no idea what her friend was planning to do, until Grace flipped up Jordan’s skirt and revealed her still slightly damp pull-ups. “Wait, did you use this without telling us?” Grace asked. “I mean yeah? What do I have to ask permission?” Jordan responded. “I like that idea, but not now,” Grace told her before turning to Will who was obviously enjoying the sight of Jordan’s wet diapered bottom, “I want you to use her diaper.” “What?!?” Will and Jordan said in unison. “Sit up Jordan, I’m going to open up the front of your pull-up and Will is going to pee into it, c'mon it will be fun.” Jordan and Will both blushed, but they both agreed, it did sound fun. So Jordan got on her knees, her skirt just kept getting in the way so she and Grace decided to just take it off completely. Grace knelt behind her, and reached between Jordan’s legs and rubbed the soft wet material of the diaper, getting a low moan out of her friend. “Okay, you ready Will?” Grace asked. Will gulped and nodded, he unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock. It was partially hard, from all the teasing the girls had put him through, but still not fully due to his desperate need to piss. Grace grabbed the waistband of Jordan’s pull-ups and pulled them forward to reveal the slightly yellow tinged interior of the diapers. Will closed his eyes, took a deep sign, and then a golden arch emerged from the tip of his cock. Grace laughed and Jordan gasped as the hot liquid made contact with her skin. He was basically pissing on Jordan, and letting the piss run down off her skin into the diaper. Will opened his eyes to this sight, the two hottest girls he knew looking up at him as he pissed on one of them. Then, Jordan felt the piss that was in her bladder start to make its way out of her, and she let it. She sighed again as her piss began to flow into the already saturated material. The warmth and wetness of all of it pressed against her was incredible. Will’s stream was dying down and the last few trickles hit the ground beneath him as he shook them off. But Jordan’s piss kept roaring into her pull-up, even though it was never designed to hold this much liquid. It was already leaking out of the sides and down her legs but she didn’t care, the pleasure was incredible. “Wow, this thing is soaked!” Grace said as she pressed it up against Jordan, Jordan didn’t respond, she just shut her eyes and sat down into Grace’s hand, grinding her clit against the soft, squishy pull-up. It was so saturated that it was basically falling off of Jordan’s body, and Grace’s hand was the only thing keeping it up. “I guess you’re enjoying this huh?” Grace said. Jordan opened her eyes and looked up at Will, who was still standing over them with his cock in his hand. Only now it was fully hard, and he was clearly stroking it. “Oh uh sorry I just-” Will stammered before being cut off by Jordan. “Don’t be sorry, it’s hot as fuck.” Jordan moaned as she kept grinding against Grace’s hand, completely losing all shame and focusing solely on increasing her pleasure. Her encouragement seemed to have an effect on Will, as the head of his cock began leaking again, this time with pre-cum. “You guys should help each other out Jordan, why don’t you take this off?” Grace pressed up into the soggy pull-up again causing Jordan to whine. Then she removed her hand and tugged on the waistband. “C’mon I want to watch you two fuck.” Jordan and Will locked eyes, Will looked too nervous to say anything but Jordan could tell how badly he wanted it, and she did too. Still keeping eye contact, she laid back into Jordan’s lap and nodded. Will took this chance to kneel down as well, cock still poking through the fly in his shorts as he hooked his fingers around Jordan’s pull-ups and tugged them off. Now, Jordan was lying in her roommates arms in the middle of the woods, completely bottomless and covered in her and the boy who’s about to fuck her’s piss. Will took off his shorts and got between Jordan’s legs. He rubbed the tip of his cock up and down her slit, and both of them moaned, until Jordan was cut off unexpectedly by a kiss from Grace. When she pulled back they were both in shock and out of breath. “I’m sorry this is just so hot.” Grace told them. “Just fuck her already Will.” Will took that cue to finally slip the tip of his cock inside of Jordan. They both groaned, until Grace told Will to kiss her. Will tried to get closer to Grace in order to do this, and doing so he pushed himself deeper into Jordan. This caused her to moan incredibly loud, so loud in fact that Grace put her hand over her friend's mouth as she continued to kiss Will. “Geez you sound like a pornstar,” Grace said as she broke the kiss. “Fuck her like one Will.” Will locked eyes with Jordan again, both of them sweaty and panting, before Will dipped his head down and they locked their mouths in a deep passionate kiss, as Will continued to thrust his hips in and out of Jordan. Her legs rising up around his torso, Grace, not wanting to be fully left out of the action, started to grope her friend's tits underneath her shirt. Jordan continued to moan, but they were being muffled by Will’s mouth. As they kept getting louder, Grace rubbed and pinched Jordan’s nipple with her hand. “I think she’s about to cum, keep it up.” She instructed Will, this caused Will to pick up the pace, and Jordan was lost in ecstasy. She couldn’t hold back anymore, she could only moan words of encouragement, urging Will to continue as the wave of pleasure finally reached its crest. Then it broke, and she felt her orgasm rock through her body, the most intense one of her life. She shook with pleasure, her bladder released the little bit of piss still in it and the warmth wrapped around Will’s cock. This took him to his limit too, and Grace felt more warmth squirt inside of her. Will removed himself from Jordan and rolled over to collapse on the ground next to the girls. “Holy fuck.” he said. “That was…. Shit I’m sorry I came inside you.” Will said, bolting upright in fear. “It’s okay she’s on the pill.” Grace spoke for her friend, Jordan was exhausted, lying in her friend's lap in pure bliss. “Looks like you did a good job.” “Yeah.. you did…” Jordan confirmed. “Thank you, both of you, you guys are amazing.” “Thank you!” Will blurted out, “You too Grace, this is like… wow.” “Okay you two, clean yourselves up.” Grace chuckled, before picking up Jordan’s skirt and soaking wet pull-up. “Actually Jordan I don’t know how we’re gonna clean you up, or what you’re going to wear under your skirt.” “Oh it’s fine, I don’t need anything else underneath.” Jordan yawned. “Let’s get going, I’m exhausted.” “I bet you are, let's get going so we can go to bed.” Grace winked at Will.
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    Game content introduction BLESSED SNOW [GOLDEN KIRARA] [RPG for adults] The game part has adopted an orthodox style of defeating enemies and updating equipment. In the adult scene, you can enjoy various patterns of events such as still switching type picture-story show type erotic, defeat erotic, battle erotic and so on. [Story] Bridget, a paladin dispatched from the Holy See, meets a beautiful cat in a snowy mountain. Why does Yuki, a cat, come to Bridget to the destination city? In the city of midwinter when one and one arrived, cherry blossoms were dancing instead of snow. Royal Road RPG x Dirty Little H ~ Commitment to the Etch Scene ~ [Commitment to the etch scene] The etch scenes are carefully created one by one. You can enjoy various plays such as virgin play, insult play, love sex, masturbation only, excretion only play. Please try to find your favorite BLESSED SNOW. [Equipped with a complete off function for excretion expression] Etch scenes with "excretion expression" can be turned off at any time in the in-game settings. Those who are not good at excretion sex scenes can enjoy it with confidence. Royal Road RPG x Dirty Little H ~ Easy to play as an RPG ~ [Emphasis on playability as an RPG] After valuing the theory as an erotic RPG, we also introduced our own system. Please enjoy the excitement as a game and the erotic scene that emphasizes practicality. Various etch situations [Masturbation mode] In masturbation, you can freely play with various parts. It's up to you to climax or end up in a naughty mood. [Battle erotic scene] The etch scene begins if you cannot escape the restraint from the enemy during the battle. Escape is easy, but you can also escape. [Event scene] We also have multiple naughty events. [Defeat erotic scene] If you are completely defeated by the enemy, the etch scene may start. Be careful of lustful monsters ... Character introduction [Bridget] Holy Knight. He came to the city of Paredgrass to resolve an incident. On the way, he is a mysterious cat, "Yuki". [Mabel] Priest. The priest of the town "Paredgrass" where Bridget arrived. He will work with Bridget to resolve the case as a supporter. You can experience your favorite erotic RPG in various etch scenes Introduction of situations and functions ・ Battle erotic, costume damage ・ Cut-in ・ Defeat erotic ・ Some costume switching function ・ Multiple events for sub characters ・ Virgin clearable ・ Recollection room available ・ Erotic status + change due to sensitivity Also, as the purpose of the circle, excretion-related events are enriched this time as well. ・Peeing in various situations such as toilet / outdoor / battle or field, excretion / excretion gauge etc …… I think that you will surely enjoy it. [Equipped with a function to turn off the expression of excretion] In this work, you can enjoy the situation including the depiction of excretion completely hidden. It was designed with the utmost care so that it can be enjoyed as a normal adult RPG. We hope you enjoy the trial version once. We apologize for the inconvenience, but please send us your opinions, impressions, and reports of problems at the following URL. [Page in ci-en] https://ci-en.dlsite.com/creator/7062
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  18. View File Fear Wetting Compilation Volumes 37-61 Fear Wetting Compilation Volumes 37-61 25 new volumes adding 10 hours to the existing 7 of ladies terror pissing! Much like last time, since file length/size isn't what it used to be, the average length of each volume has been extended to about 24 mins give or take, allowing scenes to build up and play out more. For any operating system I would always recommend using VLC for playback. Extended Powergirl Scenes can be found here: The Full 20 minute version of Resident Evil 2: Claire's Condition can be found here: 1080p version of Goblin Dark can be found here: Fear Wetting Compilation Volumes 1-15 can be found here: Fear Wetting Compilation Volumes 16-20 can be found here: Fear Wetting Compilation Volumes 21-36 can be found here: Submitter DuffMan Submitted 11/25/2021 Category Female  
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  23. Hi everyone, I’m still slowly writing this story, sorry it has taken me so long to finish the next chapter! In case you missed them: Part 1 - the interview Part 2 - the first day Here is part three. Warning: contains nudity and lesbian sex ———————————— “Life drawing class. Come desperate.” That’s what the message had said. Alice was becoming accustomed to unusual requests and situations where her bladder control was stretched right to the limit. This sounded relatively… normal? ‘Probably be a weird twist to it somewhere’ she thought as she pulled white panties over her smooth thighs and nestled them against her already damp crotch. That was another thing she was becoming accustomed to. As soon as a message came through, her mind would race about the incredible, intense feeling of being utterly bursting to pee and desperately clinging on, shaking with the pleasure and effort. Several times she had lost control on the edge of a mind-blowing orgasm and just thinking about it made her tingle with excitement. Over her panties she pulled a pair of jeans, threw on a bra which matched the panties and a t-shirt and finished her third beer. Her bladder was sending signals already. Better get a move on. By the time she arrived at the Omobar, she was tapping her foot and her tight jeans were digging in to her bladder. Alice took the elevator down to the executive changing rooms and discovered that Rachel was already there. Alice was the most attracted to, and also most intimidated by Rachel of all the girls working at Omobar. She had a smouldering look and a voice that always sounded like she was going to pounce on you and rip your clothes off with her teeth. “Evening gorgeous” she purred. Alice felt her pussy get a little wetter. “What have we got in store today?” “We will be working very closely together I think” Rachel winked and Alice felt a little flutter in her chest and a bigger flutter in her bladder. She crossed her legs. “Oh really?” Often the girls were booked by separate groups so it seemed like the thing Rachel was suggesting would be slightly unusual. “In what way?” “Life drawing. Simple as that. The clients want two desperate models, trying to hold their pee whilst holding a pose.” Rachel looked incredible. How could one woman look so sexy all the time? Alice stared at the blonde, mentally running her hands over those smooth curves, maybe taking a nipple in her mouth, maybe slipping her hand into Rachel’s panties. Her bladder brought her back with a jolt. She quickly grabbed her crotch for a moment to regain control. Got it felt good. “So we’re both posing together?” Alice asked, removing her hand with reluctance. “They have a bunch of different ideas I think.” Rachel bounced up and down a couple of times “God I hope they are quick though, I went a bit too hard on the drinks and I really need a wee. It’s making me horny as fuck!” Alice took a shuddering breath. “Me too. Beer always hits me quick.” She took a step towards Rachel. The girls stared at each other for a few seconds, just a few inches apart. Rachel reached her hand forwards and it brushed Alice’s stomach, who winced and pushed her legs together tighter, not breaking eye contact. Rachel took Alice’s hand and pressed it gently against her bladder. It was as hard as a rock. Images of Rachel being unable to hold this cascade of pee any longer flashed through Alice’s mind, causing her crotch to get even wetter. This woman was holding a huge amount of pee already. Alice caught herself thinking wild thoughts about burying her face in Rachel’s desperate pussy, tasting juices and pee and… Alice’s breathing was getting faster. As her concentration left her bladder her pee was pushing with more force. She was stepping from foot to foot, twisting her legs together and trying to pull her mind away from Rachel’s vagina. Suddenly, as if she was reading Alice’s mind, Rachel started sliding Alice’s hand lower. Alice felt her fingers brushing the waistband of Rachel’s jeans, then traveling slowly inside. She felt the lace of her panties, and still Rachel slowly pushed her hand lower. A brush of coarse and neatly trimmed hair, still lower. Alice felt the wetness. It coated the inside of Rachel’s panties, her clit, labia and everywhere else. Alice could barely contain her pee. Her excitement and arousal was peaking and her bladder control was weakening fast. A dribble escaped, and Alice took her other hand and jammed it into her crotch. She was on the verge of losing control, but couldn’t bring herself to pull away from Rachel’s intense stare, heavy breathing, rock hard bladder and soaking wet panties. So the women stayed there for a few seconds. Alice’s hand inside Rachel’s panties and outside her own. Both girls squirming and trying to keep pee inside them. Alice bent her middle finger slightly and felt is slide effortlessly over the slippery folds of Rachel’s labia. Rachel took a shuddering breath. The finger brushed Rachel’s clit, swollen and begging for attention. Rachel let out a little moan, still not breaking eye contact. Suddenly, Rachel’s eyes closed in concentration and Alice felt a hot spray of pee hit her fingers and heard the momentary hiss. “Aaarrrhhh” Rachel growled, pulling away and putting both hands in her crotch. “I can’t control myself around you” she smiled a mischevious smile. “I’ll get you for that.” She closed her eyes, regained her composure and, after ten seconds or so, removed her hands. There was a wet patch on her jeans. “Better get naked then” she breathed, and did exactly that. Alice watched as jeans and panties slid down over smooth thighs, spreading the wetness from Rachel’s crotch to the inside of her thighs. Her pussy glistened in the warm light. Rachel pulled her top and bra off in one motion, giving Alice a head on view of her beautiful breasts. “Your turn” she said to Alice, lifting one leg and squirming her curvy hips desperately. Alice followed suit and soon both women were standing there nude, legs crossed, bent slightly at the waist. “Showtime” smiled Alice, and they pushed open the doors and headed into the bar. Inside there was a central podium, raised slightly, with several spotlights illuminating it. Around the edge were eight people, 5 men and three women as far as Alice could tell, with easels, paints, charcoal and all kinds of other artistic paraphernalia. A commanding woman stood in the centre of the podium, beckoning them over. She was talking at them before they even arrived. “The point of this class is for us to draw the human body in multiple positions whilst the bladder is full. We are studying the location of the organs and how they can be viewed externally and so we need to see your bladders bulge outwards as much as possible.” She raised an eyebrow at Alice who was stepping from foot to foot rapidly, trying to hold her pee. “And you must keep still, or we can’t draw you properly” Alice felt a moment of fear. Keep still? Pee was about to burst out of her and moving around was the only thing holding it in! She nodded and thrust her hand into her crotch, forcing her legs to stop shaking. She had momentarily forgotten how incredibly wet she was, but her hand confirmed that she had got, if anything, even wetter. “None of that either” the woman said scornfully. “You’re naked for a reason, we need to be able to see… all of you” Alice nodded again, and clenched her bladder shut with all her strength. No moving and no holding. How was she supposed to stop herself peeing everywhere? Her pee burned to come out, her bladder was pulsing with the beat of her heart and yet she held on. The woman was telling them where and how to pose. “Legs apart, hold your hands together above your head. You!” The woman pointed at Alice. “Over here, facing her, same position” Alice stood where instructed, put her hands above her head with her fingers clasped together. It stretched her bladder and she raised her knee slightly as her pee tried to escape. She felt a slap on her inner thigh as the woman pushed her legs apart. ‘Fuck me I am desperate now’ Alice thought to herself. The woman sat down in the circle and Alice heard some rattling of pencils or charcoals or something as the artists began their work. She forced herself to breathe slowly. To just take it one minute at a time. The intensity of the stretched position, the pounding of her bladder and the complete exposure of her naked form was making her heart beat faster and her fingers tingle with excitement. All she could think about was how desperately her body needed to pee. ‘If I don’t distract myself with something, I’m going to explode’ she thought to herself. Luckily, the perfect distraction was right in front of her. Rachel’s dark nipples were pointing straight at Alice. Alice’s eyes feasted on the soft curve of Rachel’s breasts, the smooth, flat stomach, stretched longer by the pose, curving down over a huge bladder bulge to a patch of dark blonde, nearly trimmed hair. The hair stopped at the edge of a glistening slit, lips bulging slightly with arousal. Rachel’s legs were the perfect distance apart to reveal her wetness as it slowly trickled down her left thigh. Alice imagined taking her tongue and slowly licking over that beautiful pussy, hard enough to taste the juices but soft enough to just be teasing. She imagined Rachel being unable to hold the flood back any more and pee exploding into her mouth as the blonde desperately tried to stop it coming out. “Stop moving” the woman’s voice was sharp and reprimanding. Alice realised she was grinding her hips, her clit searching for some stimulation and her pee hole searching for something to help its exhausted muscles. Alice wasn’t sure which was a more desperate need. With an enormous effort, she forced herself to stand still again and brought her focus back above Rachel’s waist. Her chest was heaving, breasts moving up and down with the rhythm. With a little shock, Alice realised that Rachel was looking right at her, not breaking eye contact for a moment. Her beautiful big eyes staring right into Alice’s dirtiest thoughts. Rachel was shaking slightly, biting her bottom lip. Every minute or so, her brow would furrow and her eyes would squint slightly as she fought back wave after wave of frantic desperation. Alice estimated that about 30 minutes had passed since the encounter in the changing room. Rachel’s bladder had been rock solid then and she had needed to grab herself to stop peeing after Alice touched her. Had she said what she had been drinking? Alice couldn’t remember but if Rachel had been that desperate half an hour ago, she must be utterly frantic now. Some minutes later, both girls were on the verge of losing control. Both were shaking, neither could stop grinding their hips and at one point Alice had even had to break the pose for a second to grab herself as she almost lost control. The whole time, neither girl had broken eye contact. This time it was Rachel’s turn to almost lose it. “No” she said quickly and quietly as both her hands dove for her crotch. Alice broke eye contact and stared. The river of liquid from Rachel’s crotch had progressed from her upper thigh to half-way down, and both of her thighs glistened with moisture. Shuddering and panting, Rachel brought it under control again and raised her hands back above her head. Alice saw a worried look in her eyes, but also an orgasmic weakness like she was on the verge of coming. The woman’s voice snapped Alice out of her dreams again. “Ok, you can stop now.” Alice’s bladder seemed to double in pressure as her brain relaxed her muscles. Was this the end? She grabbed her crotch with all her might, twisting her legs together and grinding her fingers into her pee hole. She couldn’t believe how slippery her crotch was, she could barely grip on to anything. “Fuck fuck fuck can we pee now?” Rachel was sitting on her heel, grinding it forcefully between her legs, whilst scissoring them together and apart, together and apart. “Of course not, it’s only been an hour” the woman looked incredulous. An hour? It felt like three. Alice was on the very very edge of control as every other part of her body tried to push the pee out past her hands. “The second pose. You.” She pointed at Alice. “Lie here.” Alice did as she was told and lay down in the centre of the circle on her back, hands frantically trying to apply enough pressure to her crotch to stop the flood. The weight of her bladder intensified as gravity pulled it downwards. She whimpered slightly but bit her lip. If only she wasn’t so incredibly wet she’d be able to hold on a bit better. It felt incredible having her hands there, pushing against her pulsating clit. She felt her muscles go weak with excitement, pleasure and pain. “You, put your knees here” the woman slapped the ground by Alice’s ears, “your hands here,” she slapped the ground again, either side of Alice’s butt, “and your face here,” Alice’s inner thigh. Rachel tentatively obeyed, rising slowly off her heel and quickly putting her hands in her crotch as a replacement. She was taking enormous care not to jolt her tortured bladder. Her smooth thigh moved over Alice’s head, suspending her hands and crotch, glistening with pee and her juices, directly above Alice’s face. “I’m going to need you to help me hold this” Rachel whispered, flicking her tongue out for a tiny moment. Slowly she took three deep breaths and removed her hands, revealing a swollen, soaking wet pussy which was clearly straining with effort. Rachel put her head between Alice’s legs and Alice felt her blonde hair tickle the inside of her thighs and the backs of her hands, which were still clinging to her crotch. “Your hands go here” the woman said abruptly, slapping Rachel’s hips. At the exact moment of the slap, Rachel gasped and a jet of pee squirted forcefully out of her pee hole, which was just inches from Alice’s face, hitting Alice on the forehead. Instinctively, Alice shoved a hand against the source of the squirt, leaving her with one hand in her own crotch and one on Rachel’s who was desperately shaking and grinding trying to hold back the flood. Rachel’s pussy felt incredible. Warm, soft, so wet it felt like satin. Alice could feel the bump of her swollen clit against her palm and the clenching of her pelvic floor muscles in her fingertips as she tried to hold on. “Are you quite ready?” Disdain again from the woman. “Mmh hmm” Rachel grunted in acknowledgement. Alice took both her hands, each one wet with different juices, and placed them on Rachel’s hips as instructed. Rachel’s hair tickled her crotch in a way that was almost impossible to bear. It partly felt like pee flowing out of her, making her bladder scream even louder, and partly like the gentlest of touches, sending her into a wild frenzy of arousal. But the most arousing thing Alice had ever seen was suspended just above her face. Rachel’s legs were open and her pussy lips slightly parted. Alice could smell a mixture of pee and hot juices and feel the heat radiating from the poor tortured crotch. Rachel was so wet she was dripping onto Alice’s chin. She was frantically grinding back and forth, like her pussy was searching for anything that could help its terrible pressure, but it found nothing. Alice was in her own world of desperation. It felt like the whole world was trying to push its way out of her pee hole. She wanted desperately to clamp her legs together but Rachel’s head stopped that. A particularly strong wave hit. Alice could feel it coming. She wiggled her hips and pushed her crotch up and down, squeezing her muscles as tightly as possible bit it wasn’t enough. A trickle made its way out of her, running down into her crack and on to the floor. She whimpered again. The flood was coming and without any help, she couldn’t stop it. Another trickle. Frantic wiggling, squeezing, breathing hard. A spurt. And then… Just as the unstoppable flood pushed Alice beyond her breaking point, something warm pressed itself against her crotch, locking the pee in her bladder for a little longer. It flicked her clit and fireworks shot through Alice’s body. Her hands went numb and her legs started to shake. Rachel’s tongue lapped up and down her slit, teasing, stroking her clit, pressing hard on her pee hole every few seconds just as Alice felt herself losing control. Alice was on the verge of peeing and the very edge of orgasm simultaneously, but Rachel’s skillful tongue knew exactly how to keep both just a tiny bit out of reach. Drip, drip. Rachel’s juices were flowing even faster now, together with a tiny rivulet of pee which had emerged from the poor girl’s tortured urethra. Rachel subtly widened her thighs, lowering her pussy on to Alice’s face just as a hot spurt of pee shot out of her again. “Help” Rachel begged. Alice didn’t need any more than that. She clamped her mouth on to the straining pussy, tasting the metallic tang of the juices and the faint acidity of diluted pee. The taste drove Alice further and deeper into her sexual haze. She didn’t know where Rachel ended and her mouth began. Her bladder was pounding and her clit was sending electric shocks through her body as Rachel lapped at her pussy. Alice was lost. The sharp pain in her bladder had migrated all the way to the very tip of her pee hole. The pleasure in her clit was making her whole body shake violently. She was having trouble concentrating on what her own mouth was doing. “Please help” Rachel begged again and Alice realised she had been focusing on her own crotch too much and was barely moving her tongue on Rachel’s pussy. Rachel was trying desperately to hump Alice’s face to keep her pee inside but it was leaking out regularly. Alice buried her face between Rachel’s thighs with renewed fervor, her own haze of desperation reaching its peak. Sucking, thrusting and lapping between Rachel’s legs. Everything was wet, everything was slipping over everything. The artists and their charcoal forgotten, Alice felt Rachel shaking harder and harder, pain and pleasure blurring together. “Too.. much…” Rachel gasped, but it was too late. Alice’s tongue danced over Rachel’s clit again. Rachel’s legs tried to squeeze together as she started to cum, but Alice’s head was in the way. Pee exploded from Rachel’s pussy, shooting into Alice’s face and spraying out all over the two women. Pee ran in rivers down Alice’s cheeks and neck as it poured out of Rachel. Rachel’s legs were shaking and convulsing violently as the orgasm took over her body and her arms gave way, causing her breasts to crash directly into Alice’s bladder. That was the final straw for Alice, as she felt pee burst out of her crotch. Rachel’s tongue shook with the same intensity as the rest of her body, assaulting Alice’s clit. As pee gushed from her swollen bladder, The relief of finally peeing mixed with the constant clit stimulation and the sight of Rachel’s pulsating orgasm pushing waves of pee from her body was enough to push Alice over the edge too. She felt the orgasm coming, wave after wave after wave, charging though her body, emanating in pulses from her crotch and spreading intense numbness and convulsions through her entire body. Pee poured out of both women, both shaking as the orgasms went on and on, both still pushing their tongues between the other’s thighs. It took almost two minutes for both bladders to empty and both orgasms to subside. Rachel lay, exhausted, on top of Alice, mouth still buried in her crotch. Alice’s lips were still against Rachel’s slit as both girls lay spent, surrounded by a pool of their shared urine, panting and slowly coming back to reality. Alice wanted to lie here forever, to smell this smell, taste this taste and feel this feeling until she died. Neither Alice nor Rachel were in any position to notice or care, but the sharp woman in charge of the artists nodded to herself. “That’ll do” ————————————— Do you want a trip to the Omobar? Anything goes, as long as there is desperation involved. Let me know what the next chapter should look like in the comments below and I will try and make it happen Thanks for your support!
  24. View File Resident Evil 2 - Claire's Condition Made with Phlog's mod footage and junk from the rest of the internet. Submitter DuffMan Submitted 01/17/2021 Category Female  
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