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(This is a newly written story which I’ve shared elsewhere too and is part of an ongoing series. I hope you enjoy it.) Archie woke up feeling a little groggy and rubbed his eyes. Anne, his wife was already awake by his side and listening to the Radio 4 news. Turning to him, she greeted him with a tender kiss. “Morning sleepy head!” “Morning darling. What day is it? My brain isn’t quite in gear just yet.” Anne gave him another kiss on the lips. “It’s okay Archie. It’s Monday – our day off.” “Hmm. You mean our morning off more like. No doubt you’ll be shooting off to Drydale straight after lunch and that’ll be the last I’ll see of you until Friday teatime.” Anne gently ruffled her husband’s hair. “Archie that’s not fair and you know it’s not true. We’ve had every Monday together since the end of July and you’ve got me all day today. Okay, the autumn courses start next week but all I’ve got to do this week is go over on Thursday and Friday with Sarah to make sure everything’s ready for next week’s intake. It’s not until next Monday that I’ll disappear after lunch.” “Can’t you change things so that the ‘Holding for Life’ courses don’t start until the Tuesday morning or something? This is our weekend – such as it is – for goodness sake.” Anne gave him a sympathetic look. “I’ve discussed doing that with Sarah and it would only work if we had a group of fairly local service users who only had to commute an hour – or two at most to get to us. Furthermore, we give our service users quite a lot of information at the Monday afternoon induction sessions and we think doing it on Tuesday morning then launching straight into the course might overwhelm them somewhat.” “I see. Are they all local commuters next week, by any chance?” “No. Sadly not. We have one local guy but there are at least two girls travelling up from London. We’ve also got a guy flying over from LA who avoids public toilets (or bathrooms as they call them over there) if he can and most likely won’t have peed for 17 or 18 hours by the time he gets to us. He’ll be frantic, although probably doing his best not to show it, and I want to get him through induction without him pissing his pants. It was bad enough when he was only 12 hours away from his apartment. He’s got a whopper of a cock and when he does piss it’s like Niagara Falls – it just comes out like an unstoppable torrent.” Archie cast his wife an anxious look. “Anne, can you change the subject?” “Why?” “All this talk of long holds and pissing is making me want to piss.” “Archie, you don’t want to piss – or at least you shouldn’t. You got up at least twice in the night to my certain knowledge. You shouldn’t need to go again, slack bladder. I’ve not been for ten hours and I’m fine.” “Okay camel bladder. Well I’m going for a piss.” “No Archie, you’re not. Come here. I’m feeling randy and I want your thick hard cock in my pussy.” “But I’ll piss…” “But nothing. Come here. Look you can piss inside me if you need to go that badly. I want your cock here and now while you’ve still got early morning wood.” “But I’ll wet the bed?” “Ssh. It doesn’t matter – honestly. We’ll make a mess anyway and what do you think the mattress protector’s for? Look we can take a shower together afterwards but if you end up giving me a golden shower in the meantime it’s really no problem.” With that, Archie finally relented, took Anne in his arms, slipped his hard cock into her pussy and began pounding. Within minutes he found himself cumming as she screamed with sheer pleasure. Although Archie’s erection subsided he had no immediate desire to withdraw. His bladder and cock still ached with the pent up pee inside him. Relaxing he started pissing and Anne gasped with pleasure as he released the warm salty liquid into her. He felt it run out of her and on to the bed but she wasn’t fazed and, though it surprised him, neither was he. This was an experience which for him, at least, rewrote all the rules about urination. He recalled his shock, all those years ago when at the Bishop’s selection conference for ordinands he’d been asked the rather impertinent question, “Do you wet the bed?” His resolute “Certainly not” wasn’t quite the whole truth because even at 21 he wasn’t reliably a hundred percent dry at night. Finding a girlfriend who was training to be a nurse with a specialist interest in urology who understood and didn’t mind had been a real stroke of luck. Now as his wife, so many years later, she was actively encouraging to pee in bed. This was amazing. At length, Archie withdrew and kissed his wife. “That was amazing my darling.” Anne playfully ruffled his hair, just as she’d done earlier. “Come on my darling. We’re going for a shower. Now I’ll show you what a real pee’s like!” THE END

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View File Desperate morning pee and cumming in pajama pants I get up in the morning with a hard cock and a full bladder, as a result when I get to the toilet I decide to empty my bladder into my pajama pants and Boxer underwear. After the initial rush is done I pull down my pants and empty the rest of my bladder into my pants but with my penis hanging out. The warm feeling down my leg gets me so turned on that I stroke myself until climax and cum into my piss soaked pants. Submitter pp_pant Submitted 12/15/2023 Category Male  

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(Welp guess who decided to write their own story. Yep. Me. This is definitely not gonna turn out badly. Anyway, here's a little backstory stuff before the actual story begins. So enjoy my half-assed attempt at a story and my google translated mess.) For 69 years, The Union of Soviet Socialist Republics endured. When the Soviet Union was dissolved in 1991, it was broken up into fifteen independent nations: Tajikistan, Turkmenistan, Kyrgyzstan, Uzbekistan, Kazakhstan, Azerbaijan, Armenia, Georgia, Moldova, Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania, Belarus, and the largest of the former republics, Russia. There was, however an unofficial sixteenth republic, a tiny island off the coast of Kaliningrad, in the Baltic sea. It was known as Pisuaria, and it was quite a peculiar little place. It is one of the only, if not the only country in the world, where sexuality is not only celebrated, but urination as well. Their culture of what some people describe as "Omorashi" dates back nearly 700 years. the Bolshevik revolution of 1917, all of the old laws regarding sexuality were overturned, ending the old Tsarist order. However this did not last long, as Josef Stalin would recriminalize homosexuality in 1933. Pisuaria, which kept homosexuality legal in defiance of Stalin's law, was left alone, since they were so small and insignificant, not to mention reclusive. Even after the fall of the Red Titan at the end of the 20th century, the Soviet spirit still lives on in Pisuariya. Led by their Premier Yuri Nariya, the Pisuarian people enjoy a life of lewdness. CHAPTER 1: Alice Alice had only heard rumors about the mysterious island. People who probably have never set foot in Pisuaria make up tales of men and women not using public toilets out of fear of retribution from their ruthless dictator. Others give more of a positive view on it, telling about a dreamland where you can walk around nude in broad daylight, marry whoever you want (or however many people you want), and pee wherever your heart, or bladder, desires. Alice decided that she would find out herself what Pisuarian life really was like. It was a long trip, 10 hours on a plane from New York to Kaliningrad, and an additional hour and a half from the Kaliningrad harbor to the coast of Pisuaria, but she finally made it. However, she regrets accepting the complimentary large soda the Pisuarian ferry gave all of the passengers for some reason. She couldn't fathom why, but she didn't care right now. Right now, her bladder cried out for relief. Signs in Russian and Lithuanian greet the passengers coming off the docks, "Добро пожаловать в Советскую Социалистическую Республику Писуария!" "Sveiki atvykę į Tarybų Socialistinę Respubliką Pisuariya!" "Welcome to the Soviet Socialist Republic of Pisuaria," they all said. Alice steps off the boat and heads to customs, where she will soon be admitted into the land of secrets. A male customs guard, looks to be in his late 20s, stops Alice and asks for her passport. Hopping from one foot to the other, she obliges, desperate to find a bathroom. It takes them a few minutes to check her passport, but she couldn't wait a few more seconds. "Excuse me, sir," she asked, "Do you mind hurrying it up? I really need to use the restroom!" The guard looks at another guard and then chuckles. "Bathroom? Sure. There's one over there, and there, hell, the whole COUNTRY is a bathroom!" The guard seemed amuse by his little joke, Alice however was not. "I'm not joking, I'm about to pee myself. Please, I'm begging you, point me to a restroom!" The guard tells his coworker to stay there and finish checking her passport, and he escorts Alice to the bathroom. Then suddenly the strangest thing happened. Alice noticed that he was following her into the bathroom. "Uh, thank you, I can find my way from here." The guard replies, "I'm sure you can, but to be quite honest, I need to piss too." Alice concedes, hoping to just get it over with. She rushes into a vacant stall and shuts the door behind her. She pulls down her panties, lifts her skirt, and sits down on the toilet before letting out a forceful gush of piss. Alice lets out a moan of relief that could most definitely be heard by the guard, but she didn't care. She was in heaven right now. She peed for what felt like an eternity before she finished. As she wiped herself dry and pulled up her panties, she exited the stall to see a sight that no one would have believed if she told them. The guard was standing in front of the sink, his penis in hand, letting out a golden stream into the sink. Alice asks the man "What are you doing?!" He replies "I'm relieving myself. What does it look like?" "In the SINK???" "Oh, come on, it drains to the same place those toilets do," he says. "You know," he adds, "we Pisuarians are an open minded people, not like the rest of the world." He finishes pissing and zips up, "You'll find our way of life much more...liberating." Alice pondered for a moment, could it really be that the people here don't use public restrooms that often because they don't have the same stigma around public urination as other countries do? She had so many questions, but she decided to ask the most important one at the moment, "I forgot to ask, what is your name?" The man replies "Dimitri, pleased to meet you, eh..." "Alice," she says, "Pleased to meet you too, Dimitri." And that was the moment Alice knew she was in for an interesting trip.

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Ryan opened his eyes, forced awake from a dream. The first thing he saw was his hard cock, but he didn’t feel aroused. He felt sickly and had a aching headache. But, worse of all was the pain in his bladder. His bladder was full. Ryan tried to turn to get up and piss, but it was hopeless. He had been tied to the bed. After seeing he couldn’t leave he looked around, noticing that this wasn’t his room. This wasn’t even in his house. Being unable to remember anything for the night before, Ryan assumed he had gotten drunk and met the wrong person. This would explain the headache, being in a strange house, and most of all his full bladder. “Hello… is anyone there?!” Ryan called out. There was no response. “I would have been happy to piss myself while sleeping, but of course. The day I’m not at home is the day I don’t piss the bed.” Ryan mumbled to himself. Ryan decided the best thing to do was to piss whoever’s bed this was. He tried but couldn’t get anything to come out. “GODDAMNIT! I’m too fucking hard to myself. I can’t loosen it being tied up and all.” Ryan cursed to himself, being in too much pain to see no one could hear him. He tried even harder, but no matter how hard he tried nothing would come out. Ryan’s bladder begged for an emptying, but his dick just wasn’t having it. Thinking about it, Ryan knew his bladder wouldn’t be able to take it anymore and would empty itself if he waited. He laid there tied up, waiting for his bladder to empty or for someone to come home. 30 minutes passed by, with nothing happening. His cock was still hard, his bladder was still full, and no one had come home. Ryan wanted to explode with anger but the only person he could get angry at was the person who tied him up. That person wasn’t home so he would just be yelling at himself. After waiting a hour and 45 minutes, finally something happened. A drop escaped his penis, and made it’s way down. Followed by a few more drips, then the faucet stopped. He decided to wait even more, seeing as a few drops escaped. It would only be an hour or two before his dick let everything out. Right? A little less then 50 minutes later he began leaking. Each leak was huge, and rolled down and wet the bed. It was clear Ryan’s bladder was gonna overpower his rock-hard cock. Ryan sighed, hoping to get it all out soon. As the leaks got big the pressure got lighter. 5 minutes after the leaks started a jet stream of piss shot out, hitting the bed and the floor. The piss poured out of the tip, as the morning wood wilted and laid limb as the last of the piss leaked out. “Well at least it’s over.” Ryan commented. His bladder was still in pain after holding it for so long, but it didn’t hurt as much as when it was full. A bit after he had emptied Ryan heard the front door being unlocked and opened, he thought of what would happened to him after his wetting would be discovered by whoever’s bed this was.