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  1. Xx4evRockerxX

    female Summer Shenanigans

    Hello my wonderful Omo community! IT’S SUMMER!! At least where I live. What’s my most active time of year for holding, wetting, and all similar? Summer! i thought I would start this thread to chronicle all my happenings this season, and to help keep them in order (more for myself, but hopefully you’ll enjoy too!) So I wish all you lovely humans out there a prosperous season, and wish you all the best in your endeavors!
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  3. This happened to me just last week. I was busting my ass all day at work and never got the chance to run to the bathroom, the ENTIRE day. I had a full days bladder and I hadn't really noticed how badly I needed to go because I was so distracted. Anyway, I finished my shift around 5pm and was about to head home, but I realized my car was absolutely dead out of gas - like I was hardly making it to the station down the road. I'm one of those lazy people who waits until the last second to do a lot of things so this was a regular occurrence for me. The need to pee was getting stronger once I was sitting by myself and not super busy and distracted but I still ignored it (big mistake). I really had to stop and get gas and I was confident that I could just be quick about it and jump back in my car to go home. So I get to the pump down the street and there's already two other cars there. I pulled up to the pump facing the road as my car was drastically flashing the "Low Fuel" sign at me. Trying to be quick I began to fumble about my car in search of what I needed. I grabbed my card to pay at the pump (thank god I didn't go inside) and I hopped out of my tiny car onto the pavement. Gasoline fumes assaulted my nose and the sound of cars whizzing by filled my ears. As soon as I stood up I realized I would be doing the potty dance for the next few minutes that I'd be out of the vehicle. Trying to power through the experience, I jammed my card into the machine and grabbed the gas pump. As I inserted the nozzle into my car the need to pee was getting unbearable. I tried to be subtle about my desperation because there were other people around me and I was already facing a busy road. "Halfway there" I thought to myself as I looked at the rising numbers "I can do this" I stopped dancing for just a moment to look at the pump to see my progress and I felt a spurt of wetness dampen my panties. I quickly tried to stop the stream but that little spurt was all my body needed to let the flood gates open. It started slow but quickly got out of hand. I stood there next to my car, frozen like a statue as my panties drenched and overflowed into my dress-trousers. I felt a stream of wetness run down the back of my thighs. Two streams down the front of each pant leg. And a stream at the source, my crotch, easily passing through the fabric and directly hitting the pavement with a little tinkling "splash" sound. I looked down in heated embarrassment as I saw massive wet spots forming and a puddle on the ground where I had been standing. My bladder finally emptied itself without any consideration for me. The streams slowed down and finally came to a stop with a few moments of dripping. Drip. I literally couldn't move I was so humiliated. Drip. Oh god how Is this possible? Drip. Shit, did anyone see me? *a final little stream came out of fear, hitting the puddle beneath me rather loudly* I looked up and saw a guy next to me getting out of his SUV at that moment. Another guy at the next pump over glancing in my direction. I ripped the nozzle out of my car and slammed it back into the fuel pump. My only goal was to get out of public and away from wondering eyes as soon as possible. I was too scared to even look at the stopped cars on the road as I jumped into my vehicle as quickly as I could and started to drive home. I sat for a thirty minute drive with soaked trousers and panties in humiliation and shame, thinking about all of the people who could have seen me. Hoping that there isn't some security footage of the incident but I can't help but wonder if there is... A lesson learned, always make time for the little things or they will make time for themselves...
  4. Jenny and Annie had been planning a weekend to go visit their parents. They planned to leave Friday afternoon after school and arrive at their parents' house in the late evening. They would spend all day Saturday visiting and then drive home again Sunday afternoon. The drive was just under five hours each way. They took Annie's car because it is much nicer than Jenny's. They arrived at their parents' house a little after 6pm, just in time for dinner. They were greeted at the door with warm hugs, sloppy kisses, tantalizing smells from the kitchen, and the wagging tail of an old but excited black lab. After exchanges of greetings and quick small talk, the girls were finally free to lug their suitcases to their rooms. Their mother started dinner late as she expected them to arrive closer to 7, so there was roughly 20 minutes to spare before they had to take their seats at the dinner table. Jenny stepped into her room and looked around. It was the room she grew up in, only now void of all of her belongings, which were located in her room at the apartment she shared with her sister. In front of her was a window, cut into slivers by blinds that were twisted half shut. Below that was a wooden desk. It was worn in the center from years of use and one of the drawers was broken. It sat crooked in it's cavity. She moved to the closet to set her suitcase down inside. It seemed much larger than she remembered, though it was simply because now it was empty and not packed with clothes and toys. She turned to the bed. Her mother had already went to the trouble of making it for her. Jenny pulled back the covers to reveal sky blue sheets underneath. She ran her hand over them to feel the texture and then realized that her mother had placed a waterproof mattress protector underneath. Jenny's face flushed red and burned as she had two embarrassing flashbacks. When Jenny was 14, she decided to experiment one night. She went to bed without using the toilet first, and when she awoke in the night with the need to pee, she simply relaxed and peed the bed. The excitement and pleasure kept her awake for a couple more hours and she decided that she loved it. For fear of being caught, however, she waited 6 months before doing it again. After that she waited only 3 months. Then only 1. That was when she got caught. Her mother came into her room unannounced while she was removing her sheets to take to the wash. Between the large wet spot on the mattress and the smell, there was no hiding it. Jenny wanted to crawl under her bed and disappear. Her mom assumed it was an accident and calmly helped Jenny clean up, teaching her how to remove urine from furniture in the process. That day, she purchased a waterproof mattress protector for Jenny "just in case". By the time Jenny was 15, she had gotten into the habit of wetting the bed on purpose about once per week. As she neared 16, she became more daring and began wetting the bed nearly ever night. Busted again. Her mom noticed how frequently she was washing her sheets and the mattress protector and confronted Jenny. At first Jenny went along with the accidents excuse that her mother conveniently proposed for her. But then, her mom said that she was going to make a doctor appointment for Jenny to see if there are any treatments for nighttime incontinence. Even before her mother picked up the phone Jenny was humiliated. She pleaded with her mom, but her mother insisted. Jenny finally came clean as her mother typed digits into the phone. In tears, she confessed that she was wetting the bed on purpose and that she enjoyed it. Her mother paused in disbelief. She had dialed 5 digits and her finger was positioned to peck the 6th. She stared at Jenny for a long time. Jenny sat sideways in a kitchen with her head hung in embarrassment and tears rolling down her face. She dared not look at her mother. With each second of silence her anxiety grew. The butterflies in her stomach seemed to turn into hot snakes slithering around inside of her and her neck began to hurt from the weight of her sagging head and drooping shoulders. Finally her mother broke the silence. Her arms relaxed to her sides, her left hand still grasping the phone, she said softly "Is that the truth?" A lump in Jenny's throat prevented her from speaking and she simply nodded her head. Her mother looked past her and out the window, then back at Jenny. Still in disbelief she confirmed again "You...do it on purpose?" Jenny again nodded. Her mother set down the phone and left the room. Jenny went to her room and shut the door. An hour later her mother came in and made a deal with Jenny. Jenny could wet the bed as she pleases under three conditions: 1. She always cleans up after herself and doesn't ruin the mattress. 2. She does all of her own laundry from then on. 3. She doesn't let it become excessive. Jenny forced a smile and pushed the memories out of her head. She closed and locked the door to her room, then pulled the covers all the way down. She then unbuttoned and unzipped her pants and pulled them down. She had on a pair of dark red silky bikini style panties that hugged her butt just perfectly. They had only minimal frills along the edges. She sat down in the center of the bed and slid across so that her back was against the wall. Her jeans were bunched up around her ankles and the shoes that contained her feet dangled off the edge of the bed. She leaned her head back against the wall and closed her eyes as she relaxed and began to pee. She had been holding it for a couple of hours and had much pressure built up. The stream hissed loudly as it pounded against her panties like a raging river pounding rocks in it's path. Quickly it pooled around her butt and soaked her panties. She opened her eyes and watched the dark wet spot on the blue sheet grow in all directions. It glistened and shined. A chill went down her spine and she suddenly had the urge to touch herself. She turned her gaze to her crotch and watched the hissing urine push through the dark fabric. She felt so naughty. The urge to masturbate grew stronger and stronger by the second, but she was mesmerized by the warm liquid gold that rushed from that area. Finally the stream began to fade along with the hissing and the pressure in her bladder. She leaned her head back against the wall and glanced at her watch. She had only 5 minutes until she had to be downstairs. She shall have to wait until later to pleasure herself. With a sigh of disappointment, she moved herself far across the bed to a dry spot and wiped her butt back and forth several times to remove some of the wetness from her panties. Then she stood up and pulled her jeans up over them. She turned the fan on and pointed it at the wet spot. She knew that it would still be wet come bed time, but she didn't mind. She shut the door as she left the room and joined her family downstairs. Annie was helping her mother set the table and her father was stirring a pitcher of juice. Jenny took her seat and fought the desire to touch herself under the table. Had she been home alone with Annie, she would've gone all out on herself. She and Annie were not the slightest bit shy in front of each other. But Jenny did not want to humiliate herself in front of her parents. After dinner, Jenny and Annie helped their mother clean up while their father set up a movie on the living room TV. Jenny kept her backside facing away from her father as much as possible. The butt of her jeans was damp in the shape of her panties. One would have to be staring directly at them to notice, but regardless, she was careful. She didn't care if Annie noticed. Jenny pees her pants in front of Annie almost daily. She didn't want her mom to notice, but it was much better than her dad. As far as Jenny knows, her dad has never known about Jenny peeing herself, including her bed wetting. While shuffling about in the kitchen, Jenny's mom leaned over to her and whispered in her ear "Did you pee your pants?" Jenny's gaze snapped to her mother's eyes with a look of surprise, even though she knew she really should not be surprised. Jenny whispered back a white lie "Just my panties on the toilet." Her mother looked relieved and responded "Oh, good. I was worried you might have done it on the dining room chair." The dining room chairs were padded with cloth covering. The covering could not be removed and the chair would've been nearly impossible to clean fully. After the movie, everyone went to their separate rooms to get ready for bed. Jenny found Annie in the bathroom brushing her teeth. She joined her sister in brushing her teeth. After, she shut the door and sat on the toilet without pulling down her jeans and peed through them while Annie undressed and got in the shower. Jenny returned to her room and removed her wet jeans, then put on some pajama pants. She did not change her panties. She crawled into her still wet bed. It was cold and she immediately regretted peeing in the toilet. She could've peed the bed again to warm it back up. After a few shivering moments, she put her hands into her panties and began to masturbate vigorously. She warmed up and had an orgasm fairly quickly. She forgot to stifle her first moan and startled herself with it's volume. At home, she and Annie didn't worry about muffling themselves, but here, they didn't want their parents to hear. Jenny continued to masturbate even though she had already orgasmed. This time she dragged it out. Softly, she rolled slightly side to side. Her legs bent and straightened at seemingly random intervals. She took great care to keep her noises quiet. Her hands were covered with cum. Finally, after nearly half an hour she allowed herself to orgasm a second time. She was unable to keep the first moan quiet despite all of her effort. She quickly slapped a slimy hand over her mouth but the second moan was still too loud. She grabbed the pillow from behind her head and smashed it against her face as another loud moan escaped her lips. Perhaps if she stopped rubbing herself with her other hand she could control herself, but it was of no use. Her brain commanded her hand to remove itself from her panties, but sensations of her body overpowered the signal and she continued to rub. Her hips bounced uncontrollably against the soggy bed. She moaned again into the pillow. It was good fortune that the room next to hers was Annie's and not their parents'. This powerful orgasm, this unbelievably powerful orgasm lasted several minutes. Jenny jumped when her phone vibrated on the nightstand next to the fan. It snapped her out it and her orgasm quickly faded. She wiped her hands as best as she could on her pajamas and the sheets and then checked her phone. It was a text message from Annie: "Having fun over there? ;-)" Jenny smiled and sent back "Yeah, you jealous?" Annie responded with "Yeah. I can't be that loud without mom and dad hearing." To be continued...
  5. It was a hot day yesterday. We had a couple of beers after work, then I had another as soon as I got home. It was still over 30 degrees at 5:30, so I decided to go for a swim at the beach. By this stage the beer had filtered through me, and I was starting to need to pee. I tried inviting the wife and daughter for a swim, but they weren't interested. If they had of came, I would've gone to the toilet before we left, but as they didn't want too, I decided to wait until I got there and have some fun. I'm lucky to live only a 5 minute walk from the beach. Plus, the part I go to is very quiet. The main car parks are a bit further north and south, and I go over a track that puts me in a stretch of sand that not many people go to. I changed into a pair of board shorts that are mostly white, but have a diagonal black and green stripe across the front. They're made out of a fairly thick canvas like style of cotton, and I've wet myself in them many times before. I know from experience that the white legs become almost transparent, and it's very easy to tell when they get wet. I drank another beer on the walk, and took a few with me as well. By the time I got there, I was really feeling the need to pee. I wasn't leg crossing desperate, but was starting to feel a touch uncomfortable. As I hit the sand I noticed that there was nobody to my right for at least 200 meters, and apart from an elderly couple in the water to my left maybe 50 meters away, I once again had that part of the beach to myself. I turned to my right, and walked just a little bit further to give me some more space from the couple in the water. I sat down and opened another beer, then lit a cigarette. I sat in the hot sand and looked around, confirming that I was alone. There was a guy and his daughter walking in my direction but they were a long way away. So as I sat there I relaxed my bladder for a 5 count, and immediately felt hot pee start to trickle over my private parts, and I looked down and saw liquid forcing its way through the fabric and making the sand under my crotch change colour. I stopped the flow temporarily, stretched my legs out, and gazed at the now noticeable wet spot on my front. As I finished my smoke, I kept letting small dribbles and squirts out, but kept monitoring the flow, and didn't just flood myself all at once. I let my hand sneak down there and gave a squeeze, and surreptitiously explored the growing wet patch with my fingers. I was quietly sitting there enjoying the feeling of wetting my pants outdoor in a public place, even though there was nobody around. The guy and his daughter were still approaching, although still far away, and my need to empty my bladder was increasing dramatically now I had started leaking, so I decided to fully wet and then go in the water before they got too close. I stood up and just let go. My undelivered pee just exploded out of me. My shorts couldn't contain it, and it erupted out of my shorts and poured down my legs. Not just in trickles but in waves. I stood there while rivers of hot pee soaked my shorts and streamed all over my legs and feet, and soaked the sand underneath them. The guy walking with his kid had turned away and was walking in the other direction, and hadn't gotten within 200 meters of me, and I was still alone. I heard a motor revving and noticed a boat approaching from my right towing a wake boarder. He was really good, doing tricks and stuff until he fell over right in front of me, but still a fair way out, and I decided as soon as they left I would enter the water. But I hadn't been watching the elderly couple. They had been slowly swimming towards my part of the beach and I hadn't noticed. By now they were only about 20 meters to my left, although about 50 meters away in the water in a straight line. I was standing there in obviously fully pissed in shorts, and debated walking into the water which meant getting closer to them, or just waiting for them to leave. The boat started up again and took off, so it was only the couple in the water and myself left now. Then I heard some noise. A family was approaching down the track. I couldn't just sit there any longer, so I approached the water. My legs were glistening and my shorts were obviously completely soaked. As I got near the water a bunch of kids ran into the sand from the track that was now directly behind me, followed by their parents. I couldn't turn around now if I wanted too. I had to keep walking into the water towards the elderly couple. The man in the water was still about 20 meters from me, but made eye contact and nodded hello as I walked in. I'd swear he did a double take when he looked at me, but that's probably just paranoia. He was still a reasonable distance from me and I think unless he was super observant he wouldn't have noticed. But it did feel a bit embarrassing to be walking around in wet pants so close to a complete stranger.
  6. Source: https://inkbunny.net/s/964853
  7. Hey I haven't seen any other topics on this subject (aside from the one where people only talk about one guy speeding) so I thought I'd be the on to post it. I personally hav been sneaky enough to not get caught, but I'm sure my day is coming. However, I really enjoy hearing about other people getting caught stories, so feel free to post yours!
  8. AquaticGoddess

    female [REQUEST] Caught wetting

    Has anybody found/got any good videos of people being caught/nearly caught wetting? I haven't found a really good one yet....
  9. Jaylah

    We got caught

    March 13th, 2017 ( I wanted high risk and surprisingly my hubby did too, on his birthday ^^ ,though we celebrated Saturday as I posted, and we got more then we bargained for ) Today I was expecting to have a hot date with my hubby. I even dressed for the occasion. I had a teal button shirt, long sleeve, a teal maxi skirt, even teal gstring and push up teal bra, lace. Natural colour pantyhose, black loafer dress shoes, I even wore my hair down with a clip. (I had a few buttons undone too ^^) I met up with a few unexpected colleagues at the mall, so we window shopped and just talked about what girls shopping would talk about. I was sipping away at a smoothie as we walked. I looked around and didn't see my hubby anywhere. I got a glimpse of a man in a black suit with a Bluetooth and aviators. I think ^^ Mr warden? Uh oh? I thought maybe my imagination so I kept walking behind my friends. I had to pee, I'll admit by this time, but I don't like using public bathrooms, but my friends saw no issue so we stopped. I was alone and no one else was in the hall, so I went to the entrance where the hall joins into the mall. My mouth was muffled! A guy with a black glove! Warden! I gave a small fight but he dragged me into the family bathroom to find it locked. So he took me into the men's bathroom, that was empty ^^ He tossed me (gently) to the ground and closed the door behind him and placed a maintenance sign up. "Warden..." I gulped scooting back into the wall. "Such a beautiful creature, tell me, have you peed for anyone besides me?" He pressed coming closer to me. "N-no!" I explained. Suddenly I heard the door rattle and voices murmuring the bathroom was closed. My mouth was quickly covered. "Stand up" he whispered harshly. I stood up, only to feel his hand press into my private region. "Please.." I pleaded "I'm with friends.." Pleading didn't help :s (and I don't think he actually realized I was with friends ^^ ) "Pee for me and service me and I'll let you go" he stated. It wasn't hard to notice how excited he was becoming. I really did want to go before any one would notice ^^ I spread my legs so my skirt wouldn't cling, only to find his hand pressing against me as I peed. "Oh no..." I groaned as pee began to make itself evident on my skirt. He pushed me on my knees and I did as he required. After he finished I stood up. "Good girl" he said as he carefully opened the door. Only to find one if my friends outside waiting...and I was behind him in my pee wet skirt with the pee line visable between my legs. "Aha!" My college shouted, looking very confused as she looked me and him up and down. "Oh f...." we both started to say. I was utterly terrified by this point lol. The rest of my friends called down the hall but our friend that caught us promised not to sayy a word but we owe her ^^''' My hubby gave me his jacket and I twisted my skirt to my side abit to better cover what happened. My heart was racing really fast and furiously!!
  10. Here's a quick background for those of you who are not familiar with my characters. Skip to the next paragraph if you are. Jenny and Annie are sisters sharing an apartment and attending the same college. Jenny is older than Annie by two years. Jenny has a major pee fetish and pees her pants almost on a daily basis. She also poops her pants, though only two or three times per month as she doesn't like the cleanup. Jenny is very shy and does not like to indulge her fetishes in public, although she has summed up the courage to try it twice (See my previous story called "Jenny at work"). Annie does not have a pee or poop fetish but does find a small degree of amusement in her sister's commitment to peeing herself. Annie is not bothered by Jenny wetting so long as Jenny cleans up after herself, does not ruin the furniture, and does not do it when people are over. When they were teenagers, Jenny convinced Annie to pee her pants once and Annie didn't like it. Annie opened her eyes and stretched. It was a nice warm Saturday morning. She looked at her phone. Even though she hadn't set an alarm, she was awake early enough to still get breakfast at their favorite local diner. She slid her athletic jogger's legs out from under the cover, put her feet on the floor and stood up from her bed. She yawned and stretched again, and then bent over to pull the covers back into place to make the bed. Annie had on only a pair of cute pink bikini style panties and a blue tank top. She walked across the hall to Jenny's room and found her still asleep on her side in the center of her queen size bed. As the morning light faintly seeped through the curtains, Jenny had transitioned into only a light sleep. Annie gently sat down on the edge of the bed. Jenny felt it and opened her eyes. She saw a toned thigh, then slowly turned her head and raised her vision up Annie's body. She noticed how Annie's perky nipples made slight bumps on the front of her tank top (Although her boobs were a size bigger than Annie's, she had always thought that Annie's looked better), then her vision finally settled on Annie's face. Jenny rolled from her side to her back and stretched as Annie greeted her "Good morning sunshine!" Jenny yawned then replied "Good morning sis!" Annie smiled and asked "Wanna get french toast?" Jenny smiled but was silent. Then Annie heard the familiar hiss from under the covers as Jenny began to wet her bed. Once the flow was started, she answered "Of course I do!" Annie got excited and said "Sweet! We need to go shopping after too. We're almost out of milk." The hissing continued as Jenny said "Ok!" She was trying to stay engaged in the conversation with Annie, but was distracted by her enjoyment of the spreading warm wetness under the covers. Annie could tell and said "I'll let you finish." Then she stood up and walked back to her room to get dressed. Annie took off her tank top and looked at her mostly naked body in the full length mirror as she tossed it in the hamper. She wanted to get a tattoo but couldn't make up her mind on what or where. After imagining various tattoos in various locations on her body, she picked a bra, a t-shirt, and a pair of jeans from her closet and put them on. She walked down the hall past Jenny's room to the bathroom to do her hair and makeup. As she did, she glanced into Jenny's room. Jenny had her eyes closed and was masturbating under the covers. Annie smiled. Jenny peeing her pants had no sexual connotation to Annie, but she was happy that Jenny got so much pleasure from it. Annie got out her makeup and hair stuff from under the sink and then looked at herself in the mirror for a few seconds. She sighed, unbuttoned and unzipped her pants and just as she went to slip a hand into her pants she heard Jenny orgasm. She paused and look out the bathroom door into the hallway, then she fastened her pants back up and commenced doing her hair and makeup. Shortly after, Jenny came down the hallway carrying her wet sheet and wet mattress protector. She had a very large wet spot that extended from the knees of her gray yoga pants up to the middle of the back of her blue t-shirt. Her long brunette hair covered the top inch or two of the wetness. She was still soaked and the wetness was slowly creeping further down her legs as she walked to the washing machine in the located in the small room off the kitchen that also housed the water heater and furnace. Annie heard the washing machine start, then saw Jenny walk back to her room butt naked. Once both girls were ready, they got into Jenny's car and went to their favorite diner a few blocks away. They each ordered the chunky french toast, their favorite. After, they went to the store for some light grocery shopping. As they walked around, Annie caught Jenny checking out one of the girls stocking shelves. Annie was into guys, but she had to admit that this girl's butt looked mighty fine in her black work pants. Annie tried to encourage Jenny to go talk to her, but Jenny was too shy. Annie joked "Well if you don't then I will!" with a wink. Jenny stuck out her tongue and then replied "You like guys!" Annie laughed and said "She doesn't know that!" Later, while they were loading groceries into the trunk of Jenny's car, Annie saw Jenny swaying slightly and clenching her legs together. She knew it well: Jenny had to pee. Annie said nothing about it. She knew Jenny wouldn't wet herself here, they come to this store frequently and she wouldn't want the embarrassment. Annie didn't want it either. Annie closed the trunk and Jenny took the empty cart to the corral. As Jenny was walking back, they heard "Annie, Jenny!" from across the aisle. Their cousin Megan with her daughter Katy was walking toward them. Megan was their favorite cousin, and the only one who lived in the same city (In fact she was only a few blocks away from Annie and Jenny's apartment). They would often babysit Katy for her when she had dates or had to work extra hours. They talked with Megan and Katy for several minutes. Jenny tried not to squirm as she started to become desperate to pee. Finally the conversation was over and they both hugged Megan and Katy, then got into Jenny's car. Jenny held herself with one hand as she drove home. Annie was amused and knew Jenny was planning to wet herself at home. Annie and Jenny both picked up several bags from the trunk and walked toward the stairs. Annie could tell that Jenny was struggling to keep control. Annie purposely walked slowly up the stairs with Jenny behind her and then purposely was slow getting out her keys. She "accidentally" dropped her keys on the ground. Jenny was dancing back and forth now and urged "Hurry up!" Annie noticed a small wet spot in the crotch of Jenny's jeans as she picked up her keys. She turned the key in the lock, then turned the door knob, and as she pushed the door open she heard loud hissing coming from beside her and Jenny pushed past Annie. Annie watched as Jenny stood in the center of the living room with glistening wetness rapidly spreading down both of her legs while loud hissing emanated from her crotch. Jenny, still holding grocery bags in both hands, looked up at the ceiling a sighed in relief. Annie set her bags down on the counter in the kitchen and then headed out to get the rest from the trunk. She could still hear the hissing as she stepped out the door. She grabbed the last of the bags, closed the trunk, and headed up the stairs. She opened the door and found a large puddle in the center of the living room. Luckily, their apartment had linoleum floors in every room. They had specifically looked for an apartment with little or no carpet just for Jenny. Jenny was in the kitchen putting the groceries away, still wearing her pee soaked jeans, socks and shoes. Her shoes squeaked slightly with each step she took. Once the groceries were put away, Jenny went to the laundry room to grab a towel to clean up her puddle. Jenny had purchased yellow towels specifically for pee so that Annie wouldn't have to worry about the shower towels being used for that. They kept them in the laundry room and said that they were "cleaning" towels if anyone asked. Just as Jenny emerged from the laundry room, the apartment door opened. Annie immediately realized she had forgotten to lock it after she brought in the last of the groceries. Katy walked through the door and said "Hey! Whats up?" Megan came in behind her saying "Katy, you have to knock, you can't just walk into people's houses!" to which Katy quickly retorted "Mom, they're family, they don't care!" Katy then looked at Jenny and said "Uh oh, someone had an accident!" Katy was 8 years old. She was a good kid, did well in school, and listened to her mom. However, she was also spunky and very outgoing. Both Annie's and Jenny's faces went bright red. Annie attempted to save face for Jenny: "It was my fault, I couldn't get the door unlocked fast enough." Katy sat on the couch and asked "How often do you pee your pants?" Megan quickly interrupted "Katy! Sorry, we didn't mean to embarrass you, we just wanted to stop by for a surprise visit." Jenny found the courage to speak and said "It was sure a surprise" as she unfolded the towel she was holding and spread it over the puddle. Everyone chuckled and the three girls with dry pants all sat on the couch while Jenny continued to clean up her mess. Now that the embarrassment was gone, Jenny was mildly annoyed. She didn't want to change into dry pants, but it would be strange to Megan and Katy if she didn't. Once the puddle was cleaned up, she went to her room and put the towel in her hamper. She changed into dry clothes and joined the others in the living room.
  11. Jaylah

    Mr warden caught lol

    Nov 4th part two I was let off early with pay for my hard work with the fundraiser. I was still really aroused after I peed bent over for "mr. Warden" who I found out was my hubby. He just wanted my attention for more then an hour, aww lol. (We don't share bank accounts but the money I make is for the extras. He has a lot of investments and stuff, it's complicated but we have access to each other's tho lol) and I must of drank 3 cans of limeade icetea, it's really yummy lol. I wanted to "properly" thank my hubby and his generous contribution (tho it was mostly for tax related purposes). I didn't change for that matter, I was still in my green long sleeved shirt with a black belt, black tight-ish skirt, black pantyhose, and the same black lace bra thong set. I was fixing dinner, easy chicken salad and buns I made the other day, plus a huge extra chicken breast for my hubby. He needs to eat more to maintain his womanly figure lol. He came home and ate. I asked him how he was doing, great. Me too. We cleaned up and I giggled and said "mr warden, you bad Man U" lol, he spanked me lol . He grabbed the custom made cutting table with a shelf and moved it in the kitchen. I squinted my eyes and was curious. He spanked me again and I yelped. He grabbed me and moved me to the table and made me reach my arms under to hold my hands. Click, I felt cuffs. Oh oh oh! "Mr warden! Let me go! " I demanded playfully. I was spanked again, Everytime I said something, he'd spank me. He spanked me hard and a tiny bit of pee escaped. He told me a good girl is a quiet girl and he tied my legs to the legs of the table thingy lol. He ran his fingers against the back of my knees, making me jerk and squirm. It tickled. Then he spanked my again and grabbed my ass really hard. I begged for him to stop only to find my ass being spanked again. He moved so I could see him and lifted my head by my jaw line. "I see you like talking with that pretty little mouth of yours, I can put those lips to better use" he said as he spanked me three times, this time harder each time. My legs were wavering and shaking really bad. I was breathing hard by this time, and the soda, I was "Regretting" that. I whispered for mercy please. He undid his pants and decided to stuff my mouth with something else. I began to slowly pee. The feeling of the build up and pressure being released but building up really excited me. Could I not only feel him in my mouth getting close, pee was running down my legs pooling abit by my feet. He was just about to blow his load until the worst thing happened, my brothers girlfriend walked in lol, he pulled out so fast as he came, it shot all over my face. Eww lol. She looked mortified and saw me pee all over the floor in my clothes bound to the portable cutting table. My hubby stood in front of me trying to hide his manhood. She just stared for a second in disbelief. I was feeling sick to my stomache, even tho it's my place and I'll do what I want and where... Lol. All she said is "that'll explain why your mopping more then you normally do since Darren's been back" she grabbed her jacket , told us she texted us both 15mn ago and figured we were watching a movie or whatever. I begged her pls don't judge lol. Shes like "so you're kinky, I see and know nothing" and left fast. I was so embarrassed but not satisfied . Darren was gonna let me go until I told him, no. Drop em and finish me off bitch lol, I was done peeing and was dripping bad. I like this position, he hit my sweet spot in a way he never did before ;)
  12. Jaylah

    My 3rd experience

    As a disclaimer I got kinda personal but it's the way I am I think, yea.. Lol My third offical big moment in omorashi. ((Intro)) Things wernt exactly peaches and creme at the time. In fact we were headed towards divorce, because of me. I'm not just saying that, it was my fault, and my hubby was so good to me and I was losing that, I was really really messing things up. I was suffering from chronic depression, and refused proper help until my best friend helped me gain control of my life and put me back on track, he didn't give up on me, my hubby tried and failed so many times, he was done. We had a huge fight and I threw back in his face all his love, wants, anything that was hurtful to throw back. I resented how he wanted me to grow my hair out, to wear skirts, dresses, thongs, and even his secret fetish of omorashi even though it's been like 7 years.. I was a bitch. This was September of 2016. I honestly was feeling suicidal, you know the saying, 3rd attempt a charm. I also discovered I was possibly pregnant. Things got so out of hand my best friend Jo Jo intervened and even stood up to my husband. (If you knew my hubby, you'd see why it's a shock, he'd tear u to pieces if he wanted too). I felt like Jo Jo stood between me and him, great. If I lost both of them due to me, I'm better off dead anyways.. I got blasted too, he never took sides. I made him angry, D pissed him off. But he stood by and helped us ...well me. I started medication which helped and a professional councillor . Even with my head above clouds, he'd stop touching me..not even a hug...a peck on the cheek or anything. I would of even settled for a punch to the face...I took it all for granted... I was dead to him...and that hurt me so much, it hit me hard. Part 1: I was taking my medication and seeing my councillor. I tried doing things to keep busy. My brother recently got a girlfriend. He's 24, she's 18. She's a lovely girl. We decided to make a family dinner. She wanted to impress my dad. D wasn't even gonna come..but did. He and my dad don't get along. Daddy hates him and It adds to the hurt. I told my dad if he wants me and his grandchild in his life, he better love D now, he had to choose. I never stood up for my hubby...id withdrawal and cry...for days. 6 days once... Jenn called D and pissed him off...he later apologizes and all. After 3 weeks away...I had to decide no matter what , if I love my hubby and want to keep him, I need to go all out, anything goes. I was even concidering his fetish, I was desperate to hold into him. The more I looked back the past 7 years, the more i relized that I had it so good, the love, attention, desire , I was worth something to him that I didn't even know how. He needs me to fight for him he needed me, he pulled all the weight for 7 years, it's my turn to care for him. I also snooped into his email, it was certain, the only reason he agreed to come is to quietly tell me it's done. It was the worst, I even called Jo Jo and he told me a few things that may change his mind as long as I keep it up. Be happy and get the help I need. More legs less mouth, (sex vs oral sex) , he said fetishes and turn ons optional, look into it later if need be. In short, intimacy lol. You know. Wifey stuff. Okay; It was saturday afternoon, my husband was commuting over to our main house. I wanted to wow him. I had a blue sweater based top, thin material, a blue long skirt, kinda flarey with white trim near the bottom, he loves loves love when I have my hair down, with a good sized clip, and brown boots with straps running up my legs. White pantyhose, pink lace and bra set. He loves the lace for something's but solid fabric for others ;). I even got new studs for my tongue rings as well. (Yes I have 2) He finally made it here and you can tell he didn't want to be here. I gave him a huge hug and took him inside. He told me he needed to talk, I felt scared but I had a big plan and wanted to make sure it'll work. I ran upstairs and when he got into the room I took off my shirt . He loves to see me in a bra and skirt, (especially when I go down on him). This wasn't the plan but plans adapt if needed. It's been a month, you can tell he was sexually frustrated. I kissed him and tried to unzip his pants. He refused me and told me he wanted to talk. So I sat on the couch and he on the chair. I told him to sit with me, rest your head on my lap, talk to me. We talked for a good while then Jennifer walked in. I didn't have my shirt...she turned around apologized and left really fast lol. I started to get wet, mm, risky lol. I gasped and we finished talking. I don't think he wants to leave me but I need to still do this. A month :(. It was a good talk I put my shirt on and we went down for dinner. I sat really close to my hubby, even touched him under the table. I'm really trying to get attention lol. He squeezed thr inside of my leg, omg I need him now!! My face went red and I put my head on the table. After dinner we had a movie date with my brother and his girlfriend. My hubby drove, I sat beside him looking at his...stuff lol. We sat in the back, and half way I decided to rub my arm his way. Pop corn...yes! My excuse. I wanted to go back out, but just with my hubby. We dropped them off , I got changed into my white denim skirt made out of a thinner material then most, just to my knees, and purple version of the shirt I was wearing and went out to Denny's. It was open. We made small talk until we got there. Plan P..erm..B is set in motion. I sat there drinking tea and ice tea and talked my feelings on a serious matter. I think I drank like 4 cups of icetea and 2 green tea, I was feeling the pressure. I told him I want things to work, and I'm willing to do anything. I told him what I started to do on my end. It was 1am, and I'm really desperate. I managed to hide it, for now. We paid, for the bill and he held my hand, lol it sounds silly but it meant a lot after a month and stuff.. We drove for 15min? I was gonna burst, I could feel the pee wanting to escape. I persuaded him to pull over and to let me see the stars lol, pathetic but he did. It was warm, I placed my hands in the front of my skirt, I couldn't let go even if I wanted too, it's been so long since I last had an accident purposely. He came up and told me was sorry, he wants to make it work. I told him I wanted to show him something before we head home. Which is a 2 min drive...lol. I told him to move past the car a few feet to show him something. I was breathing very hard and i smoothed out my skirt, closed my eyes, and peed. Pee quickly raced down my legs, streaking my pantyhose from back front and sides of both legs, my white skirt came transparent, you can just tell I was in a pink thong, I pressed even harder and fell to my knees rubbing. D was getting excited but tried to restrain himself. The feeling of piss filling my thong before exploding outwards, I almost orgasmed, omg, it wasn't even a second later Darren lost his control and we began making out. It was blissful, he was so impatient he tore my piss soaked skirt, pantyhose and threw me onto the car. It was exciting, he began drilling me from behind, I came so hard Screamed so loud, and when he was done he turned me around , took off my shirt and his and re entered. I scratched his back until blood drew, he was giving it to me good. I could feel him close, i dug my nails into his back as he exploded in me. Then I heard what everyone wanted to hear after hot sex "hands up where I can see them" Omg...it was the police!!! He got my hubby to go on his knees with his hands over his head, and the officer asked me if I was okay. He was responding to a 911 call that described a rape, my nail marks in his back didn't help. I scrambled to cover up what I could, I kinda knew the officer..,he's sorta my bosses husband...I told him this is my husband, and that he wasn't raping me, I managed to explain things and he told us to go. False alarm. He promised to not say what he saw . Omg my heart was racing. I was dripping and my skirt was torn, hardly covered me lol. We got back in the car. And drove home. I was so turned on, and had to pee again. We got to the door and I stood in the way. I don't think he was ready this fast but I decided to try and went on my knees. I told him to let me show you some appriciation. As I was showing him, I peed again, i felt the warm piss explode out of me. He came but not as much as normal, he wasn't ready enough. After I was done with him I stood up and just let the rest of the pee come out. We snuck inside to be caught by my brothers girlfriend. Her parents couldn't get her so she slept on that couch which is softer then my brothers bed lol. She looked at me dripping in piss, and my hubby with giant nail marks on him. I blushed and buried my head in my hubbies arm. All she said is if her sex life was half as good as ours appeared when she gets to our age and married, she would be happy all the time and it sounds like she wants my brother , ew poor girl. She went back to sleep as if nothing happened. We went upstairs and showered up. I got in my blue satin night gown and blue gstring and fell asleep on his chest as we cuddled. I slept really good for the first time in a long time.
  13. It's my second year at a University, and I don't know too many people on my floor and my roommate isn't around all too often, so I've started getting a little riskier with my diaper wearing. The following two videos are me on my way to the bathroom and the way back (sorry for the shaky phone camera footage), but it was when most people were in class so it wasn't too risky. If you guys want to see more stuff like this, I have a picture or two of earlier times I've tried this, and I think I might do similar stuff with panties as well, let me know what you think! Also, if anyone recognizes the college on my shirt let me know, that's the university I'm at and would love to meet other DLs in my area! IMG_2027.MOV IMG_2028.MOV
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  15. Hi, this will be a short story about a wetting experience. But the incident didn't take long, it was over in maybe five minutes. It happened yesterday. I was walking along a lane in a small village back to the parking lot where I'd parked my Beetle. It was very warm and sunny and I'd had a lot of water to slake my thirst. I'd been pretty desperate for quite a time and realized that I should pee before I sat in my car and drove home. I seemed to be alone on the lane, so I stopped abreast of an arbour. Hidden among the leaves a bird chirped. I listened to its song, and became so absorbed by its beauty, that I didn't at once notice that I've started to wee in my panties. But feeling my warm pee running down my thighs made me aware of what was going on. I parted my legs and hitched up my skirt to keep it away from becoming wet. I looked down. I've always been fascinated by watching myself wetting my panties like a little child. The pee stream increased and thrust its way through my panties and splashed down onto the pavement. I put a hand between my thighs and felt the hot wee running between my fingers. I felt so horny and couldn't resist to rub my pussy. I sqeezed the wet, pink cotton fabric in between my pussy lips. Then I heard: "Oh!" I looked up. On a bench in the shadowy arbour sat a girl. Shit, she'd seen me all the time! I tried hard to stop peeing, but it just went on flowing like it would never stop. I pressed my hand against my pussy, but it didn't help. I looked at the girl. I knew I was blushing like hell. She was staring at me with wide open eyes. She seemed totally fascinated. She was probably younger than me, maybe around 15-16. I thought I should say something. "I'm sorry, I can't stop... I'm trying but..." I didn't know what to say more. And the girl didn't say anything. I made an effort to press harder on my mimsy and even rub a little. Which I shouldn't have done. In seconds I got a strong orgasm. My whole body shivered and I couldn't help moaning. It felt so wonderful! But that feeling soon became mixed with a strong feeling of shame. "P...pl...please forgive me! I..." I stopped. What could I say? I turned and walked away. Fast, very fast. Pee still running down my legs and, to my further more shame, almost overwhelmed with an increasing arousal causing additional orgasms while still walking. Before I started to drive home, I had to set my mimsy (and my mind) to ease. In which way I did that...? Well, guess!
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  17. Im staying with my mom at the moment and she told me a while ago she would love me no matter what and that i could trust her with personal info kept private. i was thinking about confessing my fetish but i am not brave enough to tell her myself. so i have deliberately been pretending to forget to clear my history after looking up all the diaper fetish stuff for the last few days hoping she might notice it at some point. but she hasn't been on my computer at all recently. she is out at the moment. she told me she would be gone for 4 hours but i just heard a message on the answer machine saying she will be back early and said see you in 40 mins. i am going to pretend i didn't hear the message and keep these pictures on screen http://i.imgur.com/txoZZ5V.jpg https://ml.ponychan.net/anon/src/mtr_1396589678191.png Does it sound like a good idea? Risky I know but I keep feeling like I have to come clean somehow.
  18. My disclaimer-.thingy; if any of my stories are two graphic or sexual pls tell me and I'll stop posting. These are real experiences and this one took place the first weekend of November of 2016. My husband recently was informed that his father passed away. Sad part was, he didn't care, the man his dad used to be died when drugs entered the scene. His mother followed suit, but she sobered up almost a year, trying to get her stuff in order. His cousin, rachelle begged Darren to come down, that his mother is sober and he just needs to come now! She even agreed to dress modestly, (she dresses slutty but is slutty too though) and that she cut her partners down to one. So we packed, i told him he should go and I'll come with him only if he wants. I wanted too but I didn't want to over step the line.. So I packed up a bag, we were going for 4 days, I was kinda excited and I also ordered a thong one piece swimsuit, the day before. I honestly don't know why other women like full granny panty styles, maybe I'm just used to what I wear because my husband bought them for me and I love feeling sexy and I love the way he'd grab my ass or stare at it especially when I'm in thigh highs and not in full pantyhose. When I'd sit in his lap i could feel his excitement, which makes me a very happy wife ;) It was a beautiful drive through Manitoba to Saskatchewan , you can tell the changes between the provinces. We had a good 8 hour drive. Listened to music, even took a small detour and had a picnic by a water fall. If the situation was different I'd either spread em or suck him off. Private and alone and out doors, the idea, the risk of being caught got my juices flowing. (Making me embarrassed to even go there ). We make it to our destination, wow! I never been here before, or have I met Darren's aunt but uncle once when rachelle was visiting back to when we lived in B.C . It was bad lol and a story within itself. I was maybe 16? I'm 28 now, wow ^^' So day one, we settled. Day two was the funeral speech, it was day 3 and 4 that things got abit crazy lol. Day 3) I was wearing a pink dress with floral patterns, it came right to my knees standing up. The shortest I am "allowed" to go too, (after the mall incident, rules baby lol rules) with white pantyhose and a white shrug. I even wore my pink lace thong and matching bra set. I had my hair in a clip but down, it's hard to describe it but it was my hubby's favorite down style and he was unusually quiet and withdrawn. He hasn't spoken to his mother not even a hi, and she's sitting there being quiet, I know his dad wasn't nice and she just let him be a jerk but she was the Better one of the two. My mom ran off when I was 14, his mom wants to be back in his life and wants me as her daughter in law, she sobered up!! I told Darren to follow me, maybe I can reason with him? So we went to the room we had, rachelles old room apparently, I know the grieving process can be difficult. We haven't touched of did anything but I understand,!not in someone's house but he was a space case I told him he needed to talk to his mama. He said no thank you. Hmm, maybe he needed some inspiration, it's been two days. Record amount of time we haven't done anything while he's off from the base, so I did what a good wife did, I lifted up my dress and proceeded to strip. He said not right now. I got mad lol no way I was being rejected! I'm scared to death of being caught and this isn't ideal for me either, he didn't touch or nothing, so I let my dress drop back to normal and told him to be a man and talk to his mama! He was getting upset, i slapped him hard and told him to be a man! I'll break the friggen ice!! I want a mom figure and she's nice I'm sure! Maybe it was my hormones but I told him I don't take rejection well right now so I lifted my dress up partially and moved my pantyhose and thong to my knee caps and told him now! I never been so assertive it was hot and I held his head into me. Omg the rush lol, he has a nice way of using his tongue, I had pleasure very fast and quickly dressed properly in case someone came in. I grabbed his hand and he talked to his mom. Yay. I later apologized and he said I got needs too But I told him that I wasnt sorry about that but sorry about slapping him ^^* Time passed, I wanted to be naughty , I also really wanted Tim hortons coffee really bad, I wasn't expecting that his cousin and her fiancé wanted to come with, it's a 30min drive. So much for my little road side plan to show my appreciation for earlier ;) but the urge to be naughty was still very strong. We make it to our coffee stop and I got my coffee with a bottle of water and sat down. We visited for a few hours and I must of have 4 cups of coffee, bad since I shouldn't due to pregnancy lol, this was the first time his cousin wasn't being all purvey, she was pleasant. Rachelle wanted to freshen up and her fiancé was getting water and a donut but the line was busy. I had to pee really really bad at this time and I was engaged in a conversation with my hubby and I gave no hint or indication and I began to pee all over the seat. I didn't want anyone to notice so after I was done I whispered and told him I dropped something and asked if he could get it for me. He looked and his face was bright red, as soon as I saw rachelle heading over I "spilled " my bottle of water unto my lap, it hid what really happened well. It was almost 2 weeks since my last "Mis hap" ^^' my bad! Nothing came of it I was being mischievous and a tease. It was 2am and he had his arm around me and I was on my side and he had a massive thing going poking my butt, I decided to let him sleep since we had a lot to do at 7am. I love being a tease but I don't like when he goes without :( unless he makes me pay for it later ;) We were busy busy busy, from after breakfast to lunch. I hate being pregnant sometimes, sometimes I crave interesting things but other times I get extremely horny and when I feel that I get alittle adventurous ;) and I'm way to easy to please, last time I was pregnant he grabbed my ass and I orgasmed, I also didn't show until 7months so I'm kinda hoping it'll be the same this time too ;) My hubby was sitting on a lazy boy chair that rocked back and forth, I didn't know about him, but I was definitely see what his plans were. I was wearing black thigh highs and a red thong, the type that gets wet easily. I wanted to be daring, and give him something to think about for the way home, reward him for sucking up his pride ;) to further tease him, i asked if he could look at me and he did, I lifted up my skirt I was wearing, but my lip abit and began to spontaneously pee. His eyes widen and he was getting very distracted for sure. I let it out slow just to taught him then I heard the noise, his cousin came back early and watched me do this and even had the nerve to take a picture :| this was very humiliating, I released my skirt real fast!! I couldn't even form words as I tried to speak. D demanded her phone to delete the incriminating photo but she said the only way that's gonna happen if we humor her. My stomach turned and twisted, I felt like I was gonna be sick. To make it worse I'm holding in what I can but it's very difficult at this point. I see now how he hated her, unless she's on a leash she can be mean and i thought honestly we made a truce. She told me to lift up my skirt...I begged her to just stop but she was gonna send a copy of the stuff to her email for later. My hubby doesn't respond well to black mail but it's like a gun to my head and I lifted it up. She walked around me and asked if I'd finish, I slowly shook my head and started to cry quietly, vowing to never partake in this again ! Even in remote privacy. She got all weird and asked my hubby why he's into this and then why I'm doing this. She wanted to see me finish, something about seeing it online but never in real life besides the time one of her many partners in the past asked her too. I felt really humiliated and I could see him get angry, I decided to just finish if it means getting rid of the video and ex communication with her. After I did finish i couldn't speak out loud but pushed a whisper asking if I could now put my skirt back. She gave me the go ahead, then threw herself onto the couch and was actually upset. Her fiancé ended things and wanted her to be a woman and not a whore and I guess he made reference to me as an example. She didn't have to be so mean and hurtful..I also found out she resented me but I don't understand what I did wrong!! I sobbed in my hubbies arms, shed continued her poor me speech. I hated her and I see she'll never change..her mom is nice , her dad is nice, what went wrong?? She chucked Darren her phone to remove the photos but saw photos of her bruised And what not. I zoned out abd didn't want to stress out, stress can cause a miscarriage and I don't want that. I started to feel sorry for her, she used sex and her sex appeal to keep relationships but no love and when she found someone who tried being a nice guy she fucked that up in her whoresh ways. She wanted to know if she was gay or bi, and I was her victim , she told me I have a nice ass kissed my lips and ran off. I was mortified. (More happened but not in relation to this experience and most likely my last, maybe)
  19. I have never had such a daring (and I daresay- liberating!) wetting in my life. While driving home to Pennsylvania from North Carolina, I thought with dismay how I took very few pictures of the mountains while traveling. I pondered this- among other things- as I drank my morning coffee. Once I was nearly out of NC (but only about an hour into my drive) I started feeling distress signals from my bladder. I really didn't feel like stopping, but knew that the coffee would exponentially increase my desperation. About 20 min later I reached the Tennessee border with a somewhat alarmed bladder. As luck would have it, I noticed an exit for a 'scenic overlook' where (mostly) tourists go to take pictures of the mountain scenery. I thought: "Perfect! I'll pee, then take some lovely photos while I'm there". The overlook was empty (seeing as it was a Wednesday morning) but once I got out of my car I saw this sign: My heart sank as I thought about prolonging my pee, as well as missing the opportunity to capture the bucolic mountain sides. With a brazen bout of confidence- seeing as I was the only one there- I decided to relish the sunshine and strong breeze by completely soaking my pants to my feet. I managed to not only wet the front to the completely (ankles not pictured) But the back of my pants (I think for the first time ever) were saturated!!! This was achieved by chance, with the help of boxer briefs and fortuitous positioning. I felt completely free! Feeling the warm sun and stiff breeze interacting with the warm wetness on my legs, I actually dared to stroll around the overlook and take pictures- truly high on the experience of being surrounded by only mountains (well, and the mostly out-of-sight highway) in my freshly soaked pants. I took off my filled converse (not pictured) and snapped these photos, after taking some mountain scenes and walked back to my car. I opened my driver 's side door and reached for some clothes that I had worn during my trip, now in the passenger's seat, when I snapped back to reality; a blue jeep with a young couple had pulled onto the exit and was pulling into a parking space 3 own from me! Unless they willfully averted their gaze, they most certainly saw my wet pants from behind, as I was reaching into my passenger's seat through the driver's side. I turned and reflexively waved (I think, sub-consciously, so as to not appear suspicious). I was holding my red long-sleeved shirt in my hands, which helped partially cover my front as they exited their vehicle and I scurried to the back of my car to grab a change of clothes out of my bag. They were absolutely silent as they walked away from the parking spaces and made their way to the overlook. As for me, I cleaned myself with a towel that I had in my bag and made a quick change in my driver's seat, before hightailing it onto the highway. Check out the overlook! And me standing on one of the benches
  20. Totally fictional story, just a quick one that I kind of entertained on a whim, semi-based off of true circumstances. Dear goodness I had a lot of trouble even getting this started, if there are multiple postings I am sorry, I had been in training for a while trying to get myself into shape, this involved big changes in diet and daily exercise, and one of the biggest changes that came about from this was the amount of water I had to drink in a day. I used to fill a gallon milk jug every morning and would finish it before bedtime. And of course with that much liquid going in, it reflected in how much I put out, and how long it took to get it all out. I've always had a rather large bladder, but a much shyer one, at least from what I could tell judging from the other people I hung around. I never used the toilets at school, heck I barely knew what the bathrooms looked like. I never had a problem going pretty much a whole day without using the bathroom until before bed. On long bus rides I would watch as people scrambled for the toilets after riding for a few hours and not feel like I had to go at all. And even car trips with a bunch of guys occasionally they'd all stop and get out and go to their respective corners of the vehicle and piss brazenly outside while I waited around, I could never bring myself to take my dick out in public like that, much less have a pee. They never took very long either, 15-30 seconds if they were desperate, whereas I could and usually did pee for close to a minute once I got started, I always imagined everyone zipping up and getting ready to get back in the car while I'm still going and going. The scenarios in my mind alone got me good at holding. After I started this gallon jug a day routine, I finally really experienced the feeling of not being able to hold on, and my evening pees lasted up to two minutes or more and really felt amazing. It was around that time i started experimenting with my capacity. Even going as far as teasing myself standing in front of a toilet with my penis out, forcing myself to hold on as my bladder begged for release, until I really couldn't hold any longer and the urine forced itself down and out into the waiting waters below. Then, I grew bolder still and sometimes I would go for a jog down at a local high school track in the evening, and after a few laps of feeling the pee sloshing around inside me, when I felt I could take it no more I would run up and hide under the bleachers to let it out. It was summer and there were no kids there, and usually late at night no people at all either. And because I'm a creep and had a stopwatch that I timed my laps with, I could time how long I pissed for. Day after day I watched as drinking more of the gallon jug during the day would increase my urination by a few seconds each time, climbing to 2 and 2.5 minutes non-stop. The relief was intoxicating. Now, if there were people around, I would cut the running short and drinking short and head back home just to prevent quite literally getting "caught with my pants down". Although I did develop a fascination wondering what would ever happen should I get caught, I surely wouldn't be able to stop the stream once it got going, and given my past record of shy bladdered-ness I pushed these thoughts away as unhealthy. One day after getting to the track later than usual as the sun was setting, I figured this would be a fine day to go ahead and drink up all the remaining water in the jug and get to running, maybe I could even break my record for a pee break while I was at it.. Everything went as normal and as I nearing my fourth lap, I was concentrating hard on keeping the flood at bay, and due to my pressing need I managed to stumble a bit on a stray rock along the track and twist one of my ankles. The pain was pretty bad and was rather detrimental to walking, luckily I was in front of the bleachers and there was a set of steps nearby that I was able to hobble over to and sit down on while my ankle rested. Unfortunately, I still really needed to pee, but with my ankle hurt the way it was I wasn't really able to stand up and take care of it. I sat desperately trying to think of a way to get myself under the bleachers but after trying to stand for just a moment bracing myself on the hand railing of the stairs I realized that wasn't going to happen anytime soon, about that time I felt my hold start to loosen as urine began to work down my shaft. I clutched at my penis through my basketball shorts and sat myself back down looking as the place where the head was grew a little darker with liquid. I had finally reached my limit, all the water and jostling of my bladder was too much for me to take. It was then that i looked down in front of me, the steps themselves led down into dry dirt before the track started. I figured it could use the watering and would dry up before it could be discovered by anyone, so I let go of my dick and quickly pulled up the left leg of my shorts and boxers allowing it to flop down and unleash a thick gush of urine. Pee shot out in front of me a few feet and so I aimed it down a bit more so that it was going into the dirt right in front of me, I underestimated how much I was letting out and the dry dirt soon formed a puddle that was growing by the second filling the air with splashing not unlike that of a downpour of rain on the waiting earth, it was pelting the ground with such force that my legs were both getting some back spray off the ground. The release was better than any I'd had before, I shut my eyes and sighed as I focused on feeling my bladder slowly deflate. No more than ten seconds in, I heard something that shocked my right to my core. "Uhm, are you okay? I was just coming down to do some jogging when I saw you trip and hobble over here... uh... oh..." Caught. I'd been caught. And judging by the voice a girl no less. She's going to call the police, I'm going to jail, I'm going to be a sex offender. Rampant thoughts ran through my mind as my bladder voided it's contents endlessly on the ground. I craned my neck around to see my would be captor, a thin girl with hair tied into a pony tail in the back, she had a small white tank top on and green short shorts as she stood with her hand covering her mouth upon realizing what I was doing "I'm sorry! I just had a lot to drink and I couldn't hold it anymore, please don't have me arrested!" I pleaded as still my stream hit the ground below. "Oh, it's you..." she said as she approached me "I've seen you under the bleachers before." She was now around in front of me, I tried to cover myself with both my hands as the pee drained on. "So this is what it looks like up close, it's bigger than I thought" I didn't understand, I always checked to see if there were any cars or anything around before I'd gone to the bathroom. She's seen me before? It's bigger than she thought? While I pondered if I should take that as a compliment, I noticed her tense her legs together tightly as she eye'd my still going dick. "What are you talking about?" I asked puzzled. "Well, I usually come here really late to run after I get off work. I live close by so I usually just walk here, and usually by the time I get here I've seen you dash up under the bleachers here, and after seeing that a few times I got curious what was going on, so I'd sneak around to the side so I could see what you were doing under here. At first I was like "oh he's just peeing" but then I saw just how much of an endeavor it was for you, I'd never seen a boy "going" before and I kind of wanted to sneak up surprise you a few times, but I couldn't think of anything to say and didn't really want to scare you and you stop coming here, so I just settled for watching in the wings." Again I noticed her legs fidgeting slightly as she pushed her toned thighs together. "So, you've been watching this whole time?" I said aghast that someone had been watching me all this time and I had no idea. "I guess so, it's kinda been my thing that I've kept hidden all my life, a fascination with peeing, and sometimes," she winced, "after you leave I have a nice long leak myself. The bathrooms at work are disgusting so I usually wait til I get home, until I saw you here, I've kept holding and see if I can make it to pee outside here." She crossed one leg and grabbed her crotch. "In fact, sometimes it's all I can do to wait for you to finish and leave before I come over and pee, so if you'd hurry up and finish anytime now that would be great, cause as it is, I really, really, gotta go." She bent over slightly at the waist and held herself tighter. I couldn't believe what I was seeing or hearing, here a beautiful girl secretly watching me piss on a daily basis, bursting with pee herself as she waited for my ever voiding bladder to finish it's long awaited pee. "I-I'm sorry, I'll try to hurry it up." I said as I clenched down and forced out even more pee with much force. "Oh hurry, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go!" She said as she bounced up and down, I watched as her small breasts bounced lightly in her shirt. Finally after about 20 more seconds my stream slowed to a trickle and then a few drops and finally nothing, I gave one last push to force the last bit out which weakly splashed down into the puddle. "Done? Oh thank goodness!" She said as she pulled her pants and underwear down in one motion and squatted right in front of me and let out a sigh as her own stream splashed into the puddle below. "Whew, I really didn't have much more time there, I've been holding this all day, and you weren't exactly helping either." She sighed again and grasped her knees a little more as she relaxed even further and her piss picked up in force. "My apologies at hogging the toilet" I said jokingly as I adjusted my shorts back to cover my dick, which as I watched her there, pee streaming heavily into the puddle that I created, breasts lightly pushed together creating just a bit of cleavage, and her slightly flushed look of relief it was becoming increasingly difficult to fit it back into my underwear. "Oh my, it gets even bigger still?" She said as she was once again looking right at my penis. "Only when there's a gorgeous girl wetting like there's no tomorrow in front of me." I responded, taking the opportunity to check out where she was peeing from as well" "Hey, no peeking, well, maybe just a little, it's only fair I suppose." She said as she spread her legs just a bit more giving me more of a view of the waterfall of urine pouring out of her. After what felt like ages her stream finally started to trickle down to nothing but a few drops, she too forced the last bit out and shook herself slightly to dry and with that she pulled her pants back up. "Well, that was some introduction." I said, "My name is Nakasette." "Sara." She said with a smile. "I think I've got some other things to take care of, I looked down slightly at the bulge in my pants, and I still don't think I'm in any shape for walking just yet." "I think I can help with both of those things..." She stated as she extended a hand down to help me up, I grabbed hold and pulled myself up with my other hand on the railing, and carefully stepped over the massive puddle as I leaned on her slightly to support me as we walked away towards my car. The End
  21. Rajnish94

    No other choice

    I read somewhere on the Internet a post from a non-omorashi fan who said that no one would pee their pants if they were very desperate out in public. Everyone would find a way to pee out of their pants, even running the risk of getting caught, according to this guy. So I was asking myself: what could be those situations where I could be so desperate that I'll have no other choice except going in my pants? I imagined situations like being on a public vehicle: pulling out my penis to pee would be even more weird than peeing a little in my pants to relieve the pressure. But I could not find any other situations. And you? Can you think of other wetting situations like this?