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  1. Hello everyone. As promised, here's my first story. A few introductory words: It is set in northern Italy in a fictional town called Bresmona. As a result of the Decorum Act, public urination is now a much worse offense than it used to be. The local mayor has just created the Decorum Patrol, a private police force with the objective of keeping the streets of Bresmona clean and safe. The story centers around a group of high school boys who recently turned 18 and play soccer in a local team, and their social lives. In this first part you'll get to know Luca, his friend Alex and the girls Gloria and Laura. It's a Saturday night near the end of May, and The boys are going to a party at Cascina 99, a local discotheque. It is the place to be on a Saturday night, and the girls are waiting for them inside. Alex and Luca have loaded up on booze in order to get to the party with the right kind of buzz. This story contains vulgar language and swear words, because I have tried to make the characters sound realistic. I apologize for the inevitable misspellings and mistakes. This is it. I hope you enjoy it! 1. "A NIGHT TO REMEMBER" "Ohh yes!" He moaned in relief as a super powerful jet of beer piss came pouring down on the dirt in front of him. His legs spread apart like a good boy, so as to keep his piss from splashing back on his brand new shoes. They were in complete darkness, almost. "Dude, where THE FUCK are you? I can't see shit in here" Luca hissed frustratingly at his friend Alex as he tried to find a way through the trees. They'd loaded up on booze and had been drinking the whole night. They wanted to make sure they'd arrive at the party with the right kind of buzz. Which means now both had to piss like a racehorse. "Fuck you man, you're already pissing! You could've waited for me a second. Holy shit I'm fucking pissing myself here." "Ohh yes. Fuck!" Alex ignored his friend's comment, still moaning in relief, his jet still going strong. "Did we really need to hide this far for a fucking piss?" Asked Luca as he got ready to finally relieve himself "It's the fucking Decorum Patrol" replied Alex "you get caught pissing in public and you get a pretty fucking hefty fine." His stream finally died down. "I don't know about you man, but I got some money in my pocket and last thing I want to do with it is give it to them fucking Decorum faggots." He put his dick back in and zipped up. At his feet, a piss lake replaced the previously dry soil. "Come on, let's go. What? You still gotta piss? Hurry up!" "Look who's talking! You took your sweet time to piss and now you're telling me to hurry up." Luca had just unzipped when suddenly a man's voice broke out: "HEY!" "FUCK!" Luca immediately zipped back up. A flashlight was trying to locate the boys' position among the trees. "Come over here right now. You too." Alex and Luca sheepishly emerged from the trees. A man not much older than them, probably in his mid twenties, was standing still with a flashlight in his hands. Dressed in a black uniform, black cargo pants, on the tight side. On his chest, "Decorum Patrol" written in a yellow font that looked kinda cheesy for a police force. "What are you guys doing?" "We were trying to see what was there behind those trees." Alex came up with the lamest excuse ever. "There's nothing to see there. It's a big park, there's no lights and I don't want you to get hurt. Either go back to the Discotheque or get out of here." "Yes sir." "Come on. Move." So they walked the trail back to the Disco. "Fucking faggots. What the hell do they care if a man takes a fucking piss?" Alex complained while casually touching his crotch from time to time. A last drop of piss had escaped into his underwear. Thank goodness he was wearing black boxer briefs. He planned on getting laid tonight. As for Luca... He was in a much worse situation. He felt like his bladder was about to explode. His mind had been sending signals to his body that it was finally time to pee, but now the Decorum officer had thwarted his plan when he was almost starting to go. "Yeah at least you fucking pissed. I need to go BAD." "Oh come on quit bitching, just use the bathrooms inside." Replied Alex. Thankfully they'd bought the tickets to the event in advance, which meant less queuing for them to do. But queuing still. Luca made sure to stand slightly behind Alex. He crossed his legs and squeezed his dick multiple times, trying to be as discreet as possible. His desperation came in waves, and when it hit, it was almost impossible for him to stand still. He hadn't been this desperate in a long time. It suddenly reminded him of times when he pissed himself as a kid. It unlocked forgotten memories, such as that time he completely disgraced himself in 5th grade coming home from a school trip. He remembered thinking 5th grade was way too old for a kid to wet himself. Was he... Was he gonna wet himself now? At 18? Pfff. No way. He wondered why he even considered it a possibility. He was a MAN. A man with a pretty hot chick waiting inside for him. What the hell was he doing thinking about pants pissing and 5th grade? Fuck that! The line quickly dissolved. They showed their tickets to the bouncer and entered. ________ The building was packed with young and gorgeous human beings of both sexes. The air was hot and hormones filled the room. Everybody was dancing, or trying to dance, or trying to impress the person they wanted to bang. Each body oozing sexual energy. Each mind dominated by transgression. Loud music and strobe lights overwhelmed the senses. "I need to go find Laura. She's waiting for me by the fake palm trees. Meet me at the counter later. Remember we got a free drink with the ticket!" And with that, Alex disappeared into the crowd. Now that Luca was alone, he couldn't help holding himself even more blatantly. "FUCK I need a piss" he thought. "I need to find a bathroom asap." It wasn't his first time here, but it was his first time needing to use the bathroom facilities. He knew it was easier said than done. There would always be a pretty long line at both the men's and the women's. Alcohol knows no genders, and two bathrooms weren't enough to deal with this many young adults and their full bladders. He made his way into the crowd to reach the men's bathroom. With each step he felt his bulging bladder hit against his belt. He tried to walk somewhat normally, but it was difficult. All that beer wanted out. NOW. Thankfully the darkness made it easier for him to go unnoticed. He distractedly bumped into a pretty heavy guy: "hey man, what's your fucking problem? You got a problem with me?" "Fuck – hey I'm sorry man" The guy squared him up for a second, then let him go: "Fuck you. Get the fuck out of here." Luca proceeded in the direction of the bathroom and didn't look back. This confrontation had increased his need to piss even more. He was young, athletic and had a pretty big sense of pride. Normally he wouldn't let random people talk shit to him. He thought he could put up a fight. But not tonight. He was about to piss himself. Ain't nobody ever won a fight by pissing himself. he would have disgraced himself in front of a total strang—oh shut the fuck up! He shushed himself in his thoughts. "Nobody pisses his pants at 18. It's ridiculous." And the bathroom situation was just what he expected. A long line of boys waiting to empty their bladders. His need had escalated even more. Suddenly He felt a sharp pang of desperation travel through his bladder, from his bladder to the shaft, and from the shaft to the tip of his manhood. "Oh shit shit SHIT –" all good. He was back in control of his bladder. "That was close" he thought. "Heyyy!" He heard a female voice rise up from the noise. He turned around and there she was. Gloria, the reason he came here tonight. The short but voluptuous brunette he'd been trying to bang for almost a month. "Heeyy! Where have you been? Laura, Alex and I have been waiting for you by the counter. Come on, let's go get something to drink!" "Fuck" he thought to himself. What now? Should he tell his date he was about to piss himself? Not a great move. And even if he did, he would still have to wait at least another 15 minutes here in front of this fucking bathroom. The line was moving pretty slow. Fuck! He knew it. He should have pissed before coming here. He was so fucking close if it hadn't been for that stupid Decorum motherfucker. He didn't say anything, just put on a fake smile while Gloria grabbed his veiny hand and dragged him away. "I love your shirt" she had to shout to make herself heard while they crossed the dancefloor to get to the bar. "and this... is this One Million? Mmm it's my favorite perfume " Luca was glad to know it. Only... He just hoped One Million wasn't going to turn into One Piss. They got to the counter where Alex and Laura were waiting for them. "Finally! Dude Where the hell have you been?" "Just... I was... Looking... Tryna... Whatever, nevermind" Luca was trying as hard as he could to not show weakness, but his confused reply and body language gave it away. Alex remembered his friend hadn't been able to pee earlier on. He put two and two together. Luca was still bursting for a piss. "FOUR MOJITOS" Alex shouted to the bartender. "Shit" Luca thought to himself. He liked mojito alright. But he sure was not in the mood for any liquid right now. Let alone a fucking mojito. "There you go guys" the waiter placed four ice cold mojitos on the counter, a black plastic straw sticking out from each one. As soon as Luca picked up the glass, the coldness of it travelled though his veins all the way to his bladder. It was like having a little spirit poke his bladder with a needle. He instantly crossed his legs hard, trying to squeeze his bulge with his inner thighs as hard as he could. "Anything wrong?" Gloria asked him. She couldn't keep her eyes off of him. So pretty, so handsome. A white, very elegant Ralph Lauren shirt. A nice complementing pair of jeans. Brand new sneakers, whiter than snow. And underneath... A glorious body shaped by the soccer gods. WHAT A MAN! "Nothing" he replied. "It's the drink... Wow, it's pretty cold" "Yeah, no shit it's cold" he immediately thought to himself "it's full of ice, it's a mojito, what the hell did you expect?? Fuck, I need to FUCKING PISS!!! I can't even think straight. Fuck!" Laura whispered something in Gloria's ears, and Luca immediately took advantage of the situation sneaking a hand in his pocket and giving his dick a big squeeze while Gloria wasn't looking. He tried to look over the dancefloor in the direction of the bathroom. Yep. Hard to see from here, but there's definitely still some people waiting outside. "Hey... Let's go dancing!" Gloria and Laura were desperate to get on the dancefloor with their new boyfriends. The loud music, the chaos, the flickering lights, the smoke, the strobo... What better way to get intimate with them. Luca was also desperate... but a different kind of desperate. Gloria briefly caressed her womanhood. She was definitely not dry down there. "Yeah! Let's go!" And so the girls dragged their boyfriends on to the dancefloor. The DJ had just put on a new song. A remixed version of the 1990s hit "What is love" now filled the room. Alex and Laura disappeared into the crowd. Gloria put her arms around Luca's neck. The strobo lights made it look like a sequence of still shots. Her eyes and smile had LOVE written all over them. She pushed her womanhood close to Luca's bulge and gave him a passionate kiss. Luca was not enjoying it as he should. His dick was limp and unresponsive. His mind was focussed on one thing. I NEED TO PISS. They fiercely made out. She kissed him on his lips, then french kissed, then she kissed him on his neck leaving him a lipstick-tinted love bite. She was the one taking the initiative. He felt like a ragdoll. The music got quieter. Everyone was singing along to the lyrics: "What is love? Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me, no more... No more No more No more No more More More More More More more more more More more more more MoMoMoMo MoMoMoMo MOMOMOMOMOMOMOMO –" as the DJ was ready to drop the beat, it happened. Luca felt a shiver in his bladder and down his spine. A warm sensation in his boxer briefs. His mind had yet to register what was happening. Gloria was standing still in front of him, smiling and looking him in the eyes, her arms still around his neck, when a powerful jet of piss erupted from his member, washing his scrotum, licking his butthole and quickly saturating his underwear with piss. Then flowed down both of his legs with great force, drenching both the front and the back of his jeans. It was a flood. The piss rapidly got to his socks and pooled inside his shoes. A steady trickle of piss flowed from his left cuff down to the floor, creating a big puddle of piss. He was pissing himself. At 18. In front of his girlfriend. He tried to stop the flow, but his contractions only made the piss flow out of his cock even faster. There was no stopping this. The beat dropped, and Luca was still pissing. After three or four bladder spasms, which sent an additional load of piss down his pants, he was finally finished. He wiggled his toes and they were in a pool of piss. Touched his crotch with his left hand – soaked. He moved his hand back where his butthole is – soaked. The inside of his legs – soaked. He had just pissed himself. Period. His mind was going a 100 miles an hour. Now relief, now embarrassment, now relief, now WHAT THE FUCK AM I GONNA DO NOW?" And that was just the beginning. Gloria felt something weird under her feet. She removed her arms from Luca's neck and looked down. "What... Yeeeww... What the hell... Why's the floor all wet all of a sudden?" ________ END OF PART 1 Let me know what you think! Keep following this thread for more! New parts will be posted down here in the comments.
  2. You know I haven’t had girlfriend cause I can’t find one that I would like to be with
  3. Let's hope the guy is okay. Thanks to Aoino for the art

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  4. (Fictional) So, you’ll never guess how bizarre my experience was telling my girlfriend Emilia my feelings. So, we’re both girls and she was always talking about how much she liked this guy or that guy or who knows what. Yet, when push came to shove and said guys ever tried to make a move on her, she’d reject them without a blink. She’s beautiful you see, I mean you look at her and think she should go into modelling, and we know how competitive that is. To me she was my best friend, someone I really connected with. She is smart, cunning, beautiful, err… See, I had a crush on her for years at this point but we’d been friends since high school and I never heard her once mention being into girls unless it was in a fake sorta “girl crush celebrity crush” thing. I didn’t want to risk messing up our friendship since she’s probably not into girls. But, there were moments where I wondered if just maybe she felt the same. The glint in her eye when we’d be talking for hours, the way that she laughed at my jokes that no one else did. This story took place when we were both 19 and freshmen at the same University. And of course, here we were again, talking about- “BOYS! am I right?” she said throwing her head back in laughter. “He should just give it up” I laughed. If you’re curious about how we look I’ll give you a quick description. My name’s Amanda, I’m 5’6, slim build, I have curly long blonde hair and a few small light freckles around my nose. I have light blue eyes and have been told I’m “crazy girly,” So that’s me lol. Amelia is about the same height as me, slim build, has gorgeous long brown hair that she curls the bottom of, light brown eyes, and is girly too but doesn’t wear dresses everyday like I do. Anyways, back to the story. Then the bell rang and it was time to go home. Amelia said she would come over to my place to study Chemistry together. She was quite a bit better at it than me so I of course was in. As we were about to leave the school Amelia stopped walking for a second. “Actually, I’m just gonna run to the bathroom for a sec, all that lemonade went right through me." It had been a pretty hot day earlier. We did indeed drink quite a lot of water and juice to stay hydrated. Now it was about 5:30p.m. and a nice cool breeze had picked up making the temperature rather perfect. I just stood outside the doors and enjoyed it. A moment later Amelia returned, “darn, they’re being cleaned right now.” “You could probably just go in anyways.” I said. “It’s okay, I’ll wait till we’re at your place.” she said. Funny enough, Amelia was a bit shy when it came down to it, so it’s not unlike her to not want to disturb someone just doing their job cleaning. We began our 30 minute walk to my student residence. I lived in a small house I rented with 3 other students. They were all on exchange programs right now so I had the place to myself for a while. After about 5 minutes of walking I noticed Amelia was sort of gripping the front of her shirt every so often and walking a little strange. I’ve always fantasized about omorashi practically as long as I can remember. So I couldn’t help myself but wonder and asked. “You alright?” “Hmm?” she said. “You’re just walking a little weirdly, did you hurt your foot or something?” She laughed a little. “No no, honestly I just really need to pee. I didn’t realize how bad it was. Haven’t had to go this bad in forever.” “We could go back if you’d like?” I offered (secretly hoping she’d say no). “It’s fine, we’re already on our way. I can hold it.” she said. We continued talking about our days at school, we took different courses so our schedules were completely different. I noticed that the more minutes that passed the more erratic her breathing became and she began to stutter just a little every so often. I couldn’t help but feel incredibly hot and aroused. I didn’t know what to do, I just wanted this moment to last longer and kept stealing glances at her trying not to make it obvious that I was pretty much staring. I notice her inching her hands downwards as if trying to resist holding herself in front of me and people we were walking by. She was trying to act normal, how cute I thought. About ten minutes from my place she stood still and crossed her legs suddenly and her face went a bit red. I turned and looked at her. “You okay, Emilia?” “Sorry, I just needed to cross my legs. Fuck, I need to go pee.” she said. “We’re almost there” I said. I put my hand on her shoulder and gently stroked her arm. She looked up at me and I smiled at her. She collected herself and took a deep breath. “Okay, I can make it," she said. I was going crazy inside. I couldn’t help it, I basically loved this girl and here she was playing out my biggest fantasy. What was I supposed to do? I couldn’t clear my mind of all the things I wanted to do with her right now. We walked even slower to try and make it easier for her moving her legs less. We got to my front porch after 10 minutes and she stood at the base of the three steps leading up to my front door. “…just.. give me a sec.” she said. She bent over and took a couple more deep breaths. She stood up as straight as she could and walked very slowly up the steps and stood beside me. All I wanted was for this to last longer, to pretend I forgot my keys maybe. But I also didn’t want her to be in discomfort longer than needed if she’s suffering or something. I took out my keys and began fumbling with them to grab the right one. I looked at her and noticed she was holding herself bluntly now and bent over a bit staring at my hands as I put the key into the lock and turned it. She began to dance just a little on the spot and bent her head down as I opened the door. It was so fucking cute, I must have been red as well. I was about to open the door when she did her best to stand up and looked right into my eyes and said. “I really don’t know if I can make it inside Amanda,” she looked so sad. I could see tears welling up in her eyes just a little. And she was not one to cry, I mean barely ever have I seen her shed a tear in all these years. “You can, it’s just a few more steps.” I said. “I really can’t, if I move I think it’ll start coming out,” she said, her voice a little shaky. I guess I really just couldn’t hold back after she said that.” “Want me to help?” I asked. “You could lean on me or something.” (I really was wishing I could help in another way though.) She looked at me with her big brown eyes and gave me a little nod. I just stood there for a second. Mesmerized. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The girl I was helplessly in love with standing in front of me, looking right into my eyes, desperate and unable to hold it in well enough to walk. I seriously couldn’t move either for that moment, it was a bit of a long moment though so she eventually began to look a little puzzled at me while beginning to dance just a little again. “Amanda?” She asked. “Sorry- I just uhhh…” I put my hand out slowly on her shoulder again and gently stroked down her arm to her hand. I noticed her face go redder. She crossed her legs together tightly and took my hand into hers and held it firmly. She looked at me with a pained glance. And that was all I could take. I walked right up to her and looked into her eyes and began moving in slowly to kiss her. Really slowly to see if she’d pull back or try to stop me. But instead she closed her eyes and moved in and kissed me right then. She gripped my hand even tighter and we began kissing passionately and I put my hand around her back and held gently onto her hair as we kept kissing. I noticed her body moving a bit erratically as we kissed and wondered how she was doing with that situation still. I tried to look down out of the corner of my eye and noticed her legs shaking a little and her free hand holding herself tightly digging her fingers right in to her jeans to hold on. I pulled back for a moment and without saying anything I opened the door and helped her step inside and closed the door behind us. I turned around to see her still standing right by me, unable to move from holding herself and crossing her legs. Even so, she was still staring at me smiling a little and took one hand to pull me back to her. I placed my hands on her shoulders and turned her slightly so her back was facing the wall. Then I led her backwards and pressed her against it. I looked at her and began kissing her again suddenly and moved my right hand off her shoulder and moved it slowly down her side and over her butt and rested it there for a moment. God her body is hot. I felt back up and squeezed her boob. She let out a slight moan. My hand wondered right to her crotch where her other hand was holding firmly. I began to try and put my hand under hers and heard her whimper a little with concern. I looked at her and once my hand was under hers I held her as firmly as she had been. She breathed out in relief and I saw her relax just a little with my help. This was all so surreal, I could not believe it was happening. I began rubbing my hand slowly up and down and she began moaning so softly into my ear. I used my other hand to unbutton her jeans and zip them down. She moaned out louder as my finger unzipping the zipper went over and pressed her bladder softly. I looked at her. “Can I take these off?” She nodded and I could tell she was bracing herself and I took my hand away from holding her crotch. I then quickly pulled her jeans down over her hips and slid them down to her ankles where she slowly and carefully stepped out of them. I quickly opened the sofa bed just a few feet away and led her slowly over to it. She held onto herself the whole time and sat down on the sofa. I got on top of it beside her and gently laid her backwards and she shifted up so she was completely on it lying down now. Still holding herself and whimpering just a little. I could tell she was in a lot of discomfort. I laid beside her and put one arm under her head, holding her to me slightly. I then stroked down her body with my other hand and lightly over her bladder. She winced. I tried to move her hand away from her crotch but she wouldn’t let go. “I’m going to wet myself if I do that…” she said worriedly. I began to kiss her again and as I did slowly maneuvered my hand under her holding her firmly again at first but as we continued kissing I very slowly reduced my firm hold and began stroking her over her panties. For a moment she seemed to give in and started kissing me harder and moaning louder. Then she suddenly squeezed her legs together tightly and I felt the smallest damp spot on her panties. She pulled back. “I’m sorry, I can’t hold it if you do that.” “It’s okay, just relax.” I said, seeing the pained expression on her face. I doubt it was easy for her to stop herself there, it probably hurt a little. I kissed her again and gently tried spreading her legs. She wasn’t moving them at first and I started to just press on her clit and stroke her with her legs closed. She was shaking just a little and moaning as she put her hand around my back and dug her nails in a little. I then put my hand under her panties gently, avoiding her bladder, and tried to move my fingers down. She moaned louder and opened her legs finally to allow my hand to touch directly on her clit. I began rubbing it and she gasped. She clenched her legs together. I whispered “It’s okay, relax Amelia.” as I used my arm to press on her bladder a little. She dug her nails harder into my back. “-but…” I pressed harder on her bladder and pushed at her legs with my hand. She opened them and I immediately started stroking her clit fast and with more pressure. I felt her body tense fiercely under me as she moaned out. I cut her moan short as I kissed her hard and I felt her body relax under me as she released her nails from my back. I felt it right away, she started peeing right on my hand as I continued stroking her. She pulled away from my kiss and started moaning so loudly and smiling with relief. I kept rubbing her clit as I felt her stream strong against my fingers and not seeming to ever end. When she finally stopped peeing, she continued moaning and I kept up my pace. She held onto the bed with both her hands and dug in her fingers. “I’m cumming!” she said. I saw her stomach clench and relax as she moaned out so loud I thought the neighbours might hear. I just stared at her as she orgasmed, I couldn’t help it. I stop and leaned in, kissing her once more. We lay there in silence for a moment. “What just happened?” she finally said, smiling and laughing a little. “Well, I’d been meaning to tell you…” I said, laughing myself. “I kinda guessed. I feel the same way about you, I just suck at saying anything,” she smiled. And that’s how we found out we liked each other. We’ve had many more amazing experiences together since and we’re still together. Funny enough, she later told me she had never had a pee fetish before but that day had changed everything for her. *note: I didn't really proof read this so hopefully the grammar is okay. If you have any story requests let me know! Any feedback is appreciated, lmk what you think of this story ^.^
  5. Its a long shot but if anyone has any home made wetting videos theyd like to share i'm sure all of us would like to see! Something about knowing that a video doesnt contain a paid actress makes it 1000% sexier.
  6. Hey everyone, I've seen this question quite a lot about to tell your bf/gf and how to do so. So I've decided to share my personal experiences with this. My second girlfriend. We were together for some months, when I was hit by an exceptionally strong wave of omorashi-needs (sometimes there were months and months without any interest in it). I came home from work and was so desperately longing for a piss in my jeans that I straight went into the shower, peed myself and showered fully clothed. Since I was still living at my parents house these days, I invented a story for my parents with some kid puking on me while I was shopping. My girlfriend however, waiting in my room, noticed that something was going on in my head. I had considered telling her for some weeks now and I felt this might be the day. So we cuddled in my bed and at first I was avoiding eye contact. I was deeply ashamed even before telling her a single word. But I already had started on the path of "There is something I didn't tell you" so there was no backing away anymore. After some minutes I turned to her and brought up all my courage, looking her in the eye. "I'm sexually turned on by something I'm really, really ashamed of." This sentence alone might have caused the biggest and strongest peak of shame I had ever felt in my life to this date. But she neither laughed nor backed away but looked at me reassuringly, saying "Okay?". It was a polite "okay", not a suspicious one. I went on. "I... I like the feeling of... peeing..." She remained curious and respectful, but didn't say anything. "Of... peeing in my pants." The silence was hammering in my ears. I expected her to laugh any moment. But she didn't. She just nodded. "Okay? So you pee in your pants sometimes?" "I... yes." I was half thrilled by the fact she was still talking to me and had not yet escaped from my room. And the other half was drowning in shame. "I also love to see girls pee in their jeans." I added boldly. She looked quite a bit more curious now. "Why?" "Well... I... I don't know exactly. I think it's because I like the feeling myself. The naughty part about it. It's forbidden to just go in your pants. And the anticipation after deciding to do it and the feeling of it flowing, of really going while in pants and jeans... it makes my heart beat and it makes me really, really horny. And seeing a girl doing this with the thought she might get equally turned on makes me go nuts." She smiled at me. "So if I, mind, put on my jeans now and peed in them, you would go nuts?" The thought was unbelievable. "Yes." She hugged me very, very closely. "Thank you!" she whispered. "What for?" I asked really insecure. "For showing me how much you trust me. Because you don't tell this to everybody." "No" I laughed. It was the kind of laugh to shake of a huge amount of anxiousness. "No, I wouldn't. In fact you are the only human being who knows. Since some minutes." Then she stood up suddenly. I was wondering what she was up to, when I saw her picking up her jeans. I was in mild shock. "Baby, what... you don't have to... I..." "I want to." she smiled at me. "Do you want me to?" there was a really naughty expression on her face now. I couldn't really say some coherent words at this moment. She fetched my jeans as well. "Here. You wanna join?" I really didn't know what was happening. I put on my jeans whatching her putting on hers. Then she asked "How do you like it?" "What do you mean?" I replied still mildly in shock. "Well, standing, sitting..." "That's just... I don't know. Everything is naughty, I think." My heart was racing and beating up to my head. "Okay... whew..." she was standing there, her legs slightly apart. After some moments she said "I can't". My heart fell a little but its pace took up just a little bit more, when I replied "well, this is normal. There is a barrier that prevents you from doing such things like going in your pants. It's this thrill I love so much." and she nodded. "Well, then let's see how long it might take to overcome this..." she breathed deeply. "...barrier." The last word was more a moan than voice. "Oh my god, this feels... different." She was breathing quite heavily now. "I still can't go. Although I really need to pee. But just letting go doesn't work. I want to let go. I really want to." I was sitting on my bed not believing what I was seeing. I was totally stunned and already had a huge boner, just from looking at her. At her perfect shaped body, with her legs slightly apart. Oh my god, I wanted to feel her right now, hold her, kiss her... She closed her eyes, very clearly in excitement. "Oh... my... this barrier makes my heart race like mad. My mouth is totally dry now. How do you do that?" "I think I'm used to it by now. I've did it quite a few times by now, you know?" I admitted with a little tinge of shame. Then she gasped "Oh my god...". There was the smallest dark patch in her crotch now. She panted "Oh my god, this was intense. Just some drops, before my body intervened. But, oh my god. I want more." She breathed heavily while looking down at her pants. For some moments nothing happened, but my room was crackling with tension. Then a considerably larger spurt than the first one shot into her pants and darkened her jeans. She looked at me and must have seen my excitement. "Do you like that?" she smiled. I nodded and panted breathlessly "Yes. I like that. Oh my god, this looks so hot." "Do you want to take a picture?" she teased me. I swallowed. "May I?" "As long as you can't see my face." "I promise." I took my mobile phone while she turned around. (At this time I have to apologize. The cameras of the mobile phones these days were... well, see for yourself) After showing her the picture and getting the permission to keep it, I dared to ask for a favor. "Would you mind if we..." I began. "What should I do?" she smiled naughtily. "Sit on me." "But don't you have to pee?" she teased me, standing next to me. "Well, I do." "Then go. If you like." My heart was racing again. "Should I do anything?" she asked? Without a word I started kissing her and she hugged me deeply. Then I started peeing in my pants. It was not soo easy, since I still was rock hard. But the feeling was absolutely blissful. There I was, standing next to this wonderful young woman who had just peed in her jeans some moments ago, kissing and huggin her, while peeing in my jeans. I was in heaven. "You wanted me to sit on you." she whispered in my ear after a moment. I nodded and fell onto my bed. She climbed onto my lap. There she was. On top of me. With her pissed jeans. I took another pictore of this moment, again apologies for the quality. "I have to pee some more" she admitted with a mixture of timidity and naughtyness. "You can go whenever you want." She looked me directly into my eyes, relaxing visibly, meeting the barrier more visibly by breathing heavier... then her face got some kind of orgasmic expression and a warm wetness spread around my crotch, tickled my already wet penis and my balls and soaked into my jeans even more. "You really love that, don't you?" She smiled sheepishly. I simply nodded. I couldn't believe what was happening here. "Do you want to see my butt?" She asked, again smiling naughtily. "Yes." I panted. I was nearing an unvoluntary orgasm at this time. So she stood up and turned around. Again I took a picture with her permission. It looked absolutely amazing. Shortly after this we undressed while kissing madly and had sex nearly the whole night. This was the first time in my life I had shared my biggest and deepest fantasy and at the same time my biggest fear. The outcome was just perfect. We had many, many more wet days for the rest of our relationship. One day after a christmas market (she was wearing thick long woolen pants under her jeans, which turned me on quite a lot since they were really absorbent) she gave me head in my room and suddenly totally peed herself at the same time, saying she couldn't hold it and didn't want to interrupt. I took a picture of her jeans afterwards. And some times when I was sitting at my computer and she wanted my attention, she simply walked over, sat on my lap, also facing the monitor and peed... or she just stood in front of me, blocking my view... this worked every time! Sadly this relationship ended after two years mostly due to my fault. But with her I had my first shared omorashi-moments and learned the very, very important lesson, that trust is much more important than shame. She always said, there was nothing to be ashamed of. All I did I did on my own. I was not harming anyone. And she even said she was a bit jealous, because I had this. I had something that made me incredibly horny and gave me a tremendous feeling of excitement, sexual arousal and satisfaction. And she valued very much, that I was bold enough to tell her and that I trusted her. Judging by this experience I would heartily encourage everyone to tell your partner. However... there are more experiences to share. EDIT: many typos, sorry
  7. This story was suggested by @Queso. i hope you like it. "I'm glad we could out tonight,sweetie." The Girlfriend said to her Boyfriend,who simply nodded and smiled. The two lovebirds were making their way through the city for their date. These two had been dating for a few weeks now and things were going pretty well. "You wouldn't believe how obnoxious the past few weeks have been. My dad was REALLY against us going out again. i keep telling him; I'm an adult. i can choose a boyfriend on my own..." Girlfriend ranted. Boyfriend scratched his cheek and smiled nervously. he grabbed girlfriends hand and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Aww...you're so sweet." Girlfriend said with a blush. "So....where are we going?" The Boyfriend pulled out his phone and showed his girlfriend the Restaurant that was close by. "Oh! That looks like a nice place! Alright! Let's go!" Girlfriend said. Boyfriend giggled and the couple soon started making their way to the restaurant. Girlfriend smiled. finally,some alone time with her lovely boyfriend. Without anyone bothering the two. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The couple arrived at the restaurant and sat down on a table. "So...what will you be ordering sweetie?" Girlfriend asked. Boyfriend looked at the menu and pointed at the Pepperoni pizza. "Ah. Pizza...Alright,i'll be taking the olive pizza and a cup of Dr. Pepper then..." Girlfriend said. One of the waiters approached the table and took their orders. after a few minutes of waiting,their food arrived and the couple began to eat. Girlfriend took a sip from her cup as the Boyfriend told her about what he's been up to these past few weeks. Apparently,he's been practicing his rapping skills and has even come up with a few new songs. The Girlfriend ordered another cup of Dr. Pepper and asked her Boyfriend if she could hear one of the songs. The boyfriend happily obliged and started singing. The rest of the restaurant heard the singing and gathered around the table to see what was going on. Despite the fact that the only things coming out of his mouth were "Beeps" and "Boops",Both the Girlfriend and the crowd seemed to be enjoying the song. When the boyfriend was finished,the rest of the restaurant cheered him on and went back to their seats. Girlfriend finished drinking her Dr pepper and put her cup down. "Wow...that was beautiful. You really are a wonderful singer...." Girlfriend said as she winked to her boyfriend. Boyfriend sat back down and ate the remaining pizza slices he had. While she was waiting for her boyfriend to finish,the Girlfriend began feeling the need to pee. "Man,those soda's go through you really quickly..." Girlfriend thought. But that was no problem. they were in a restaurant. There's always a restroom in those. "Hey babe? Excuse me for a minute. I need to use the restroom." Girlfriend got up from the table and went towards one of the employees to ask where the bathrooms were. The employee pointed to her left and the girlfriend thanked him. As girlfriend approached the restroom, her eyes widened. there was quite a line in front of the ladies room. They were all displaying various levels of desperation. a few were just standing still,some were shifting their weight and others had their hands between their legs. Girlfriend looked at the table were boyfriend was and saw that he was almost done with his pizza. Not wanting to keep him waiting,the Girlfriend decided to hold it in for now until they could find somewhere else to pee. Girlfriend returned to the table right as Boyfriend finished swallowing the last bit of pizza. He looked at his Girlfriend and smiled. Girlfriend smiled back and the two soon left the restaurant. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Unfortunately,the walk wasn't as pleasant as she was hoping. granted,that wasn't her boyfriend's fault. He had done a good job keeping her entertained with his stories while the two were walking. The problem was,the pressure in her bladder was getting stronger and stronger. She was starting to wonder if all those girls in the line had drunk the same Dr. Pepper she had drunk. Now the pressure was starting to become impossible to ignore. "Hey,babe?" Boyfriend looked at her. "Can we look for a bathroom?" Boyfriend looked confused and pointed in the direction they came from. "Yeah,i uh..forgot to tell you. there was a line back there..i couldn't go." Boyfriend raised his eyebrows and nodded. he motioned her to follow him. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The couple soon started looking for a restroom for the girlfriend. Boyfriend pointed to a store and the girlfriend decided to check it out. They entered the store and looked left and right. "There's doesn't seem to be a bathroom here,babe..." girlfriend said. The boyfriend approached the person at the counter and started talking to him. Girlfriend crossed her legs and waited for him to return. The boyfriend came back with a worried look on his face. "The bathroom they have here is for employees only? *sigh* figures...." girlfriend said. "Well..let's go look somewhere else..." The two exited the shop and continued looking. ———————————————————————--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The boyfriend stopped walking and looked around again. The girlfriend was standing behind him with her legs crossed. She brushed her hair and looked around with her boyfriend. So far they haven't had any luck finding a bathroom and girlfriend was starting to get very desperate now. "Babe...i don't think i can hold it for much longer..." Girlfriend briefly placed her hands between her legs. Boyfriend behind him and pointed to one of the buildings. "We already checked there...." Boyfriend quickly pointed to the side of the building. "You're...saying i should just..do it in an alley?" Boyfriend nodded. Girlfriend thought about it for a second. With how full her bladder was,she wasn't sure she could hold it until the date was over. She reluctantly agreed and followed her boyfriend to the alley. "Just..stay there until i'm done,okay?" Boyfriend nodded and stood at the entrance of the alley. Girlfriend went further into the alley looking for a spot she could hide behind. She looked around and just as she was about to hike up her dress.... "HEY!!!!!" Girlfriend yelped and let go of her skirt. She could the pressure in her bladder getting stronger so she quickly jammed her hands between her legs to stop herself from losing control. The boyfriend ran up to the girlfriend to check on her. "Who's there?" The voice yelled. Girlfriend could hear footsteps getting louder and louder until a man with a bomb for a face came out of the shadows. "Oh...it's you two..." Girlfriend crossed her arms and looked at boyfriend,who was looking at the man with anger. "What are you two doing here?" "Oh nothing..i just....wanted to take a stroll here with my BF..." Girlfriend said with a nervous smile. "Riiiiiight...well can you two leave? i don't want anyone knowing i'm here...." Boyfriend was about to protest,but Girlfriend quickly shut him up. "Y-Yeah...of course...sorry to bother you..." Girlfriend said as she pushed her boyfriend out of the alley. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The couple were now walking around in a park. Boyfriend was still looking around while Girlfriend was lagging behind him with her hands between her legs. "Eeep!" Boyfriend turned around and looked at her.... "Babe...i need a restroom,now!" Girlfriend said. She could feel a wet patch in her panties. Boyfriend looked around and saw another building. he pointed towards it and looked at his girlfriend. "Ahh..please let there be one there! i can't hold it anymore!" Girlfriend whined. The two speed walked towards the building and after about a minute,they arrived at the entrance. they entered the building and saw a girl up ahead talking on her phone. She was wearing a nun dress. She put her phone away and approached the couple. "Greetings,sorry for the inconvenience. You may call me sarv...Are you two interested in joining the church?" She asked. Girlfriend sweated and replied... "No,sorry...Me and My boyfriend are just looking for a bathroom" Girlfriend said while hopping from one foot to another. "Oh come on! You two should join. It's a pretty good place. here,let me show you why..." "No,i'm sorry. But do you guys have a bathroom here? i REALLY need to go!" Girlfriend said. "*Sigh*...it's always the same. people only come here to make fun of us or to use the restroom...." The nun looked at the two. "Fine....I'll let you use the restroom. on one condition. You have to sing along with me!" "What? But i really need to go!" Girlfriend said as she started doing a potty dance. "Sorry...but you have to do it if you wish to relieve yourself here." Girlfriend looked at her boyfriend. Boyfriend nodded and girlfriend sighed. "If this is the only way...." Girlfriend sad down and crossed her legs while keeping her hands on her bladder. "C'mon,babe. You can do it..." Girlfriend whispered. The nun grabbed stepped back and started singing. Her started twirling around while letting out a noise that sounded slightly like a pipe organ. She approached the boyfriend and sang about how great the the church was and how blessed she was that she was allowed to work there. She then approached girlfriend and started singing to her while trying to tell her that she would make for a great nun. But girlfriend wasn't really listening. all she could think about right now is her need to pee. Boyfriend approached the girl and started singing back to her. Like the rap battle at the restaurant,his voice sounded like beeps and boops. And yet the Nun seemed surprised. Those beeps and boops still sounded pretty good. Girlfriend stared at her boyfriend with a smile,she never got tired of hearing her lovely Boyfriend sing these wonderful songs. it almost made her forget about her need to go... Until she felt another spurt escape from her bladder. She crossed her legs tighter and groaned. Boyfriend stepped back and started urging the nun to let the girlfriend use the restroom. But the nun continued to singing about how great the church was,much to the girlfriends frustration. "C'mon. i'm at my limit...girlfriend said as she kept shifting in her seat. The boyfriend then sang back to her. he let out a couple of small beeps before letting out a long boooooooooooop.... This seemed to catch the nun of guard. The nun then sang another line,but Boyfriend responded with another beep. She sung again and boyfriend responded with another beep. The two kept doing this back and forth all while Girlfriend was struggling to hold in her pee. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes. That's when she felt another spurt escape from her bladder. The girlfriend let out a moan,wich caught the boyfriends attention. The boyfriend then looked at nun and let out another long boop,before finishing it with a "Bop beep skdoo!" The nun remained silent for a bit. "Well...i'm impressed. You have a very good singing voice. are you sure you don't want to join the church? You'd make for a-" Boyfriend interrupted the nun and then pointed at the girlfriend who was now potty dancing. "*Sigh* Very well...You may use our restroom. It's over here..." The nun said,motioning girlfriend the girlfriend to follow her. The girlfriend waddled right behind her with both her hands between her legs. the two arrived at a door and the nun opened it. Girlfriend stood still for a second before running into the restroom. She entered the closest stall and closed the door without locking it. She hastily lifted her dress and pulled down her wet red panties. She turned around and sat on the toilet. She couldn't hold it in any longer and let out a powerful stream of urine. Girlfriend started panting as she finally lost all control of her bladder. A feeling of relief went through her body,causing her to lower her shoulder and let out a loud sigh. she closed her eyes and her mouth hung open as she listened to the sound of her pee making contact with the toilet bowl. "Finally.....i feel so much better...." Girlfriend said with bliss. She let out another sigh as she continued to empty her bladder. half a minute had passed and her stream was getting weaker. Girlfriend leaned forward and reached for the toilet paper. But then released something. She looked down and the patch on her panties was bigger than she thought. She sighed and pulled her hand back. looks like she was gonna have to deal with having wet panties until she could get home. She pulled up her panties and shivered a little. she then flushed the toilet and exited the stall to go wash her hands. Meanwhile,her Boyfriend was outside of the restroom waiting for her to finish. "Once again....you have a great singing voice and that girl looks pretty beautiful. are you sure you two don't wish to join? it's greater than it looks!" the nun said. Boyfriend simply shook his head. Right then,Girlfriend exited the restrooms with a much more relaxed expression on her face. "Thanks for letting me use your restroom. I barely made it..." Girlfriend said. She then grabbed her boyfriends hand and left the church. The nun just crossed her arms and pouted. Moments later,the couple were away from the church. The girlfriend looked at her boyfriend and packed him on the cheek. The boyfriend felt his cheek and blushed. "I love you so much...." Girlfriend said with a smile. "Beep Boop..." The boyfriend replied with a smile. He warped his arms around her and their faces slowly inched closer to each other until their lips touched....
  8. So this is my first fiction story. In fact, it's my first post on this site (not counting the 1 or 2 replies I've made) (Not based on any real life story) Part 1: The girlfriend My girlfriend was cute, smart and short. Just the type of girl I liked. I noticed that we shared a lot of interests, so I decided to ask her if she's into omorashi. I wanted to see her desperate. Are you into omorashi?, I asked. Girlfriend: Yeah... s-sure..., she replied. (She obviously knew what it was and what i was gonna ask next) (That was quite early in our relationship and she was still sometimes a bit shy around me) So do you mind holding you pee for me? Gf: No, not at all., she said hesitantly Me: You don't have to do this if you don't want to? Gf: It's fine. Me: Try not to wet the bed. So we decided to drink something to start it off. I decided to also not pee, but I drank a lot less. We mostly just drank water and after 1 or 2 hours she began crossing her legs and i knew why. How are you feeling?, I asked. Gf: I need to pee pretty bad. We were doing stuff on our laptops laying on our bed. Another hour later she started looking pretty desperate. She was moving trying to get in a comfortable position and she put one hand inbetween her legs. You're looking pretty desperate, let's start this soon., I said. Gf: I need to pee REALLY bad. Wait, start what? Me: The fun part. Just wait 30 more minutes. She looked a bit confused and very desperate. 30 minutes later Me: Let's start this. Lay down. After she laid down on the bed I pushed her bladder a little bit. She screamed NOO! and almost leaked -You know I can't hold it much longer if you push on my bladder. It hurts a lot, can I please go? Then I start ticking her. Inbetween her laughing and telling me to stop i head something that resembled the words "I'm leaking", so I stopped. She did leak a little bit. After that I pushed her bladder hard. At first she quickly tried to cross her legs tight, or put her hands inbetween her legs, but quickly she started peeing all over the bed. After a couple hours of holding lots of water, a lot of pee came out. She moaned while peeing. I could only imagine how relieving that was for her. I cleaned it up and we went to bed. I was still aroused from the situation and she thanked me for not being mad at her, because she wet the bed. Before actually sleeping, I also used the bathroom, because I was also pretty desperate Part 2: The maid dress Three weeks after that happened, I asked her if she would be interested in wearing a maid dress. She said yes, so I ordered one. It arrived quickly and I asked her to put it on. You look so cute in it!, I said. Does it fit you well? Gf: Really? Thank you. It's a little tight, but not too small to wear it. Me: Would you be up for holding your pee again, I want to see how you'd look in a maid dress while desperate. She agreed and I was surprised. She began drinking more water than usual and after a couple hours she looked pretty desperate. I asked her to stand up and she looked even more cute. You're a maid, Clean the house!, I said jokingly. Gf: Actually, it is quite dirty, this is the perfect opportunity. She seemed to forget her desperation and started cleaning. I could see her bend down and cross her legs while cleaning. When she was around half way done, she asked: Can I go to the bathroom, I really need to pee! I replied: No, you can do this, hold it. She looked more and more desperate and I was loving it. When she was done I told her to lay down and started tickling her again. She was laughing like crazy, but managed to hold it in. I then let her use the bathroom, but asked her to walk slowly. She was getting closer and closer, but she could barely walk anymore. Eventually she made it. Part 2.5: The talk afterwards You know you didn't have to do this, right? Gf: Yes, but I love you and I'm doing this just for you. I was a bit confused about how she managed to hold it in so I asked her about it. Gf: It was very hard, I almost leaked when you were tickling me, it was especially hard, because the tightest part was around the bladder. But I was determined to not get the maid dress wet, because I liked it and I want to wear it again later. Also, I used to be a bit into omorashi a couple of years ago, This may have been my 5th hold, but I don't remember. Part 3: The party So we decided to spend the night (or more accurately the evening, because we wanted to get the normal amount of sleep) by partying. She drank some water before leaving. It was a really long drive. She didn't use the bathroom when we arrived. We drank some drinks, but she drank a lot (most of them non alcoholic, because we wanted to be healthy). I was already getting pretty excited. We spent a lot of time partying, and when she didn't use the bathroom when we were leaving, I got really excited. About an hour into the drive she started to look pretty desperate. I bet she was already holding her pee for hours when partying. Gf: I regret drinking so much in the party, I really need to p- *notices bulge in my pants* Oh right, you like that, I totally forgot. (the party was 2 months after the maid dress thing) Me: We can stop. Gf: No it's fine, I'm gonna hold it in. But how long is the drive? Me: We have 2 hours left before we get home. Gf: TWO HOURS? I can't hold it in that long! But I'm gonna try to without stopping, just for you. Me, really hard: Wow thank you, this is gonna be really exciting for me. (thinking about a plan how i can make her hold longer) 2 hours later: Me: We made it home! You good? Gf: yes, but I'm about to burst I held her hand and started walking slowly. When we got home we took most of our clothes off. I said: I'm really tired, let's go to bed. And before she got a chance to say something, I dragged her into the bed. I saw the bladder bulge. She was really full. We laid in bed for like 15 minutes, before she asked to go to the bathroom again. I decided to say no, and pushed on her bladder a little. She was extremely desperate, she hadn't peed in around 10 hours. She said: No please, I really need the bathroom, I'm gonna pee soon! Me: No you won't, hold it for a bit more, please. I looked at her bulge. It was pretty big. There was probably lots of pee in there. I could only imagine how much she wanted to use the bathroom. Thirty more minutes passed. I pushed her bladder a little again. It was really hard. Gf: Please stop, I almost leaked, I have to pee so bad, I won't be able to hold it for much longer! Seeing her so desperate made me really aroused. After ten more minutes she said that she can't do it anyone and went to the bathroom anyway. Only problem was, she didn't empty fully, and tried to hide it from me. So when she got back she looked a bit off to me, but she just laid in the bed again and fell asleep like nothing happened. We woke up at the same time and she looked really desperate again. I asked her what's wrong and she said nothing and tried to hide it. But i knew that she needed to pee badly again. So I went in the bathroom first and decided to also poo at the same time to take as long as possible. When I opened the door she was doing a dance from needing to use the bathroom so much. Hope the story was good, one part of the story became white for some reason, so I hope it doesn't show up after posting this. This took around an hour to write with my phone keyboard. Sorry if my english was bad, I don't know how to do dialogue properly.
  9. So it’s been since 2017 since I last contributed anything to this website which is frankly too long. I’ve still been lurking and keeping up with the community, but 2020 has been an absolutely crazy year and has kept me from being able to post anything genuinely interesting. With some time to spare and share, tonight will officially end the dry streak: So Thanksgiving sees me and my girlfriend of three years traveling between our respective families. We typically have a late lunch/early dinner on Thanksgiving day with my family, then spend the day after Thanksgiving with hers. It works out pretty well, but it’s about a three hour drive between locations, traffic permitting. It’s Thanksgiving night and we’re already running later than expected, so my girlfriend (let’s call her Kiara for anonymity sake) gets us into her car and on the road pretty much right after my family is out the door themselves. Our bags packed, our destination locked in, we hit the road for her mom’s house. The GPS tells us 2 hours and 36 minutes to arrival time. So the first hour ticks by without anything remarkable: we talk game plans for the evening, share some laughs, yada yada yada. But by the next half hour, I see Kiara begin to fidget. It’s subtle at first, an occasional tightening of her thighs while her free hand drops down to her crotch to readjust her seatbelt. I realize immediately that she’s not used the bathroom since before sitting down for our Thanksgiving meal earlier that day. I myself had forgotten completely about going before we left, and now the sparkling grape cocktails, red wine, and sodas have made their way south. My own bladder pulses, but I’m more focused on her. The car hits a particular hard pothole on the interstate and she gasps. She turns to me with a smile and a quick laugh. “Fuck, I have to pee.” “Yeah, same,” I return. “I knew we forgot to do something before we left.” She nods and puts her eyes back on the road, no indication that she’s planning on dropping anything soon. We’re an hour and 15 minutes out from our destination and family is waiting. With the sun now setting, we continue the drive. Interstate turns into country roads as we press onward. I’m probably at a 8 out of 10 in fullness by this point, definitely getting restless, but not enough to show it. Kiara isn’t doing nearly as well. Her right hand has left the steering wheel and stays permanently fixed between her legs. She’s chewing on her lip and keeps fidgeting each time the car vibrates from the unevenly paved roads. “You okay?” I ask, the answer obvious. “It hurts...” she whimpers. “I feel pregnant.” “35 minutes out,” I say, gesturing to the GPS. “We’ve got this.” She lets out a sigh, but keeps on driving. My own bladder hits a 9 when the GPS shows 20 minutes to arrival. By now, I’ve already loosened my belt and feel most of the pressure in the tip of my penis. I’m about to suggest just pulling over since we’re far enough into the country for no one to notice when I hear it: a sharp gasp followed by a hard hissing noise. “Shit!” The car immediately goes to the shoulder as Kiara unbuckles her seatbelt. She throws open the door and gets out, a large dark patch expanding over the back and crotch of her jeans. She’s pee dancing until her jeans finally come down and she barely is able to squat as a torrent of pee shoots through her panties and onto the dirt. I continue to watch her in complete awe, mesmerized at what I’m seeing, until she’s empty. The last few dribbles of what has to be a minute long stream splatter to the pavement as she collapses back against the car with a heavy sigh. “Oh my God, I couldn’t...” She trails off and shakes her head. “It just started on its own.” I quickly nod as my own bladder pulses hard and makes its presence known again. I throw open my own door and hobble out, accepting defeat. Pee dancing myself, I rip down my zipper and am initially unable to get myself free of my pants before it happens. The hard stream jets into my boxers before I’m able to pull out my penis and direct it out towards the gravel and dirt. The hard stream splatters loudly as I let out a heavy sigh. “Jesus,” I hear. “Almost as much as me.” Kiara steps around the car with a new pair of pants on from the suitcase in the backseat. Her jeans are pretty much soaked and she just rolls them into a ball and tosses them in the trunk. My own pants are salvageable, a tennis ball size patch on the crotch that could easily be explained away by a sweaty cup or spilled drink. The last few spurts escape my body as a hard shiver runs down my spine. She gives me a kiss as I zip myself up and get back in the car. “Do I smell like pee?” she asks as she turns on the ignition. “I wiped up most of it but...” She shrugs. “Y’know.” “Nah,” I smirk. “They’ll just be happy to see us.” She returns the smile and gets back on the road. We roll up at her mom’s house, probably about 15 minutes late from our quick emergency stop, but no one is any the wiser. So there you, the triumphant return to omorashi.org. I wish I had another story to tell about the return journey, but nothing eventful I’m afraid. I hope everyone is having a great and safe holiday season and I’m hoping to share more experiences as they happen! Happy holding!
  10. Hi all, Something super sexy just happened and I had to tell you about it. My girlfriend and I were making out in the lounge chair (or what do you call that?, a Poing from Ikea). She was sitting my my lap, straddling me. We were both just wearing knickers and a sports bra. Suddenly she gets a sneeze attack, one sneeze, two sneezes, and for a moment I feel something warm and liquid in my crotch. She looked startled but as I was holding her quite tightly it took her a while to get up, and I feel some more before she jumped up to run to the loo. I just about had an orgasm on the spot. I rubbed one off in less than ten seconds while she was away while hearing her pee. Hope you enjoyed. I know I did... Love Liesje
  11. This is a video I forgot to upload from 2019, it's the last thing my ex girlfriend Alexia sent to me before we sadly broke up. Enjoy. YouCut_20200728_234452164.mp4
  12. Hi everyone! I'm from Brazil. I love omorashi since always and my girlfriend likes to wet herself for me. She asked me to make a topic here for her. You can call her Little Cutie Pie or just Lilly. For me, she is the most amazing girl in the world :) She sells some of her videos at ManyVids: https://www.manyvids.com/Profile/309147/Littlecutiepiie/. Feel free to explore her page! We made a new video recently, in what she wets herself wearing schoolgirl outfit during an spanking for being a bad girl. Here is the link: https://www.manyvids.com/Video/431876/Cutiepie-gets-wet-during-spaking/ and I’m going to post the teaser here too. She loves wetting herself and she will be very happy to know that you also like to see her doing it. I'm attaching some pics of her, four teasers of her videos and a quick full video for you guys :) If you want more, visit her page at https://www.manyvids.com/Profile/309147/Littlecutiepiie/ or her page on PornHub https://www.pornhub.com/users/littlecutiepiie Thanks and have fun! :D Cutiepiie full bladder handcuffed and whiped- teaser .mp4 jeans - Bathroom not Allowed.wmv jeans spanking - teaser.mp4 legging masturbation - teaser.wmv schoolgirl spanking - teaser.mp4
  13. Hey guys, No, it’s not a metaphor. I legitimately got my ex- girlfriend to poop her pants. Crazy, right? I tell you, I’ve done some ballsy stuff in my days, but this must be one of the ballsiest, if that’s even a word; autocorrect doesn’t seem to think so. I’m writing this in two parts, as It is my blessing and my curse to be extremely detailed in my experiences, so please bear with me and my wordiness x). It may be slightly embellished, only because I don’t remember the exact dialogue verbatim, and the ‘narrative’ format does the story a lot more justice. But basically, this is what happened: First, a little background: my ex- girlfriend and I met at a hookah bar in the city. She happened to be a model for vape products and would go to conventions all the time to market new products. With that said, she was a very attractive girl, if I do say so myself. She had a very pretty face, a modest bust, and a very toned butt. She lived a pretty wild life and drank pretty frequently with me. Fairly early on in the relationship, Pam (we’ll call her) wet the bed, and I confessed my desperation fetish to her while cleaning our bedsheets. She was totally chill with it, and actually humored me on a number of very sexy occasions. This is one of those occasions. One particular night, we went out and partied, and drank way too much. We ended up falling asleep in my car, outside of my friends house. I had work fairly early the next morning, so I knew it was going to end up being “bring your girlfriend to work” day. It was a short shift that morning, so I knew I could get away with it; but the drive was pretty long, especially for the two of us, who were hungover at this point. …. And I was starting to feel the urge to use the bathroom. I left Pam in the car and went inside to work my shift. Basically, my shift ends when my work is done, because I was in management at this point. Easy peasy. Except my stomach kept gurgling, and that gurgling kept getting lower and lower. Now, I won’t bore you with the details of my mild desperation for the next hour; just know that by the end of the shift, I had to go pretty bad. As I was on my way to relieve myself in the nastiest bathroom this side of the Rio Grande, it occurred to me: ‘Maybe Pam has to go to?’ I bit my lip in excitement, but then thought nothing of it. I doubt I’d be able to take advantage of that at this point, I was probably overthinking it. I finished my business and went outside to check on her. I was met with a very pleasant surprise…. “Hey babe,” I said, giving her a kiss, “How you holding up in here?” “Ehhh, I’ve been better,” she said, with a shy smile. “Why? You still a little hung over?” I asked teasingly. “Yeah well there’s that, but I also need to use the bathroom pretty badly…” She said shyly. “Dude same, my stomach was acting up awhile ago, but I didn’t really have to go to the bathroom,” I said, lying. “Well good for you! I’ve literally been sitting her farting for the past 20 minutes.” She said, sticking her tongue out. “In fact, I almost pooped my pants the last time I tried to push it out.” She said with a silly smile. I bit my lip in excitement that I could barely contain. She knew about my fetish, but was she willing to humor me again, with another kind of desperation this time? “I’m almost finished up babe, after that, we can find somewhere for you to go.” I said, disingenuously. “Good! Because I’m starting to get really uncomfortable.” She breathed a sigh of relief, pressing her bottom into the seat of my car, “Can I just use the bathroom ins- I blurted out impulsively, “- I, uhhhh, I don’t think you’d want to use it, it’s pretty dirty” “Okay, I guess I’ll hold it then…” She resigned, “…. Not that you would mind that would you?” She teased. I felt myself go red in the face as I walked away to finished, the beginnings of an erection beginning to form. ‘Why would I lie to her like that?’ I asked myself in frustration, ‘I mean I know why I lied to her, she’s on the verge of pooping her pants, and seems relatively cool about it. But maybe I should have just asked nicely….’ Either way, my shift was up soon, and my increasingly desperate girlfriend would soon make the decision a whole lot easier. After half- assing my work for the next 30 minutes, I finished with my shift. But my lust was getting the better of me, and I wanted to delay Pam just a little bit longer. *Pammy,* I text her, *you want to see what the office looks like?* *lol sure why not* she text, without mentioning her need. I spent the next 5- 10 minutes showing Pam around my store. The whole time she had this very sweet smile on her face, but looked somewhat uncomfortable. At one point I saw her bite her lip and clench her cute, toned butt cheeks, before resuming with the tour. On our way past the bathroom, Pam grimaced and gave me a shy smile, “Hey babe, do you know if there’s a bathroom next door?” “No, next store is a Circle K, and they don’t have bathrooms. Why, do you still need one?” I asked, playing dumb. “Well I still haven’t pooped in the past 30 minutes, and still have to go.” She said, giving me a stupid smile. “Oh come on,” I said, teasing, “you can hold it. You’ve held it longer for me before!” “Yeah, that’s true…” she said, conceding as she crossed her legs and placed a hand on her stomach, “but this is like, poop, not pee silly. It’s hangover poop, the kind that’s gonna come out whether you want it to or not.” She corrected, re- crossing her legs as she clenched her butt again. “Sounds like a challenge to me,” I said, giving her a wink. “Well maybe you’ll get lucky,” she said, returning my wink. “Well maybe I should extend the tour,” I implied suggestively, eyeing her hungrily. “HA! Sure, and maybe I’ll just poop my pants, then right? Come one lets hurry, I have to go!” she teased as she sauntered past me to the office, her burdened ass swaying back and forth with every step. My heart started beating, and my face was burning red again. I wanted this bad, but I wasn’t sure whether to just let this keep playing out or ask her to hold it for me. On one hand, I could just drag this out until we got home, as I’m sure she could hold it by then. But if I asked her to hold it for me…. Well, that would be incredible. By now, I had developed a sense of boldness with my sexual desires, and since I had already confessed my fetish for pee desperation, this might be a similar confession experience, if not less shocking. Whatever, I decided to go for it. But tactfully. As Pam entered my office, I lightly shut the door, put my hand around her waist, and started kissing her, which she kindly accepted. cute “You look pretty good when you walk away,” I teased, grabbing her sexy ass as I said it. Pam gave a cute little girl squeal, and I felt her butt tense up, “I’m glad you think so babe, but I’m a little preoccupied right now.” She giggled, biting her lip. “Maybe you could use a distraction?” I said, squeezing her butt again. “Believe it or not, you’re making me have to go even more!” “Maybe that’s the idea?” I said, tickling her as I pulled away. My erection was more than obvious at this point, and there was only so much fooling around we could do behind office doors. So this was the moment of truth. “Really? You want to make me have to poop?” she said, with mild confusion. “Well, uh, not necessarily,” I stuttered, flustered, “but you do look pretty cute when you clench your butt like that…” I confessed, bashfully. She pondered my confession for a moment, all while placing a hand gently on her butt, crossing her legs tightly. Then her face went up with sudden epiphany, as she said, with an amused smile, “Ohhhh, this is part of your fetish thing isn’t it?” “Hahaaaa… yeah, it kind of is.” I confessed, “I think it’s sexy when you have to go to the bathroom, regardless of whether you have to pee…” I paused, eyeing her increasingly desperate figure, “or do something else…” “Oh, so is that what the whole, ‘sounds like a challenge,’ was about earlier?” She giggled. “Haha yeah. And to be honest, the bathroom isn’t all that dirty. You can use it if you want to, but, uhh-“ “- Babe,” she interjected, “honestly, I’d much rather use my bathroom at home rather than here. Besides, I you know I like a good challenge.” She said with a wink, kissing me again. “You sure you’re okay with this?” I asked again, nervous. “I’m sure,” she said with a smile, crossing her legs and swaying her butt back and forth, “I’m just glad that you don’t think I’m gross for my little problem right now.” “I’m glad you don’t think I’m gross either!” I said, with a relieved sigh, “you never have to feel shame about your bodily functions around me.” “I’ve noticed,” she said, amused. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve had to fart really bad since I walked in here, and I don’t want to leave it in your office.” She said bashfully, as she scurried out of my office to fart in some unassuming location of the store. I smiled in relief, satisfaction, and arousal, all at once. The next two hours have since been branded into my memory.
  14. The other day I was reminded of an incident that happened with me and my first girlfriend. While thinking about how I could use it to write a story, I was reminded of another experience I had with the same girl. Unfortunately, these happened what must’ve been 8 or 9 years ago, and I remember almost no dialogue, and little of the context, although I remember the actual events quite well. Therefore unlike my other fictions, this story is going to be much more fictitious, and I’m going to effectively write a story that incorporates what I remember of the experiences, despite the fact that the experiences happened at different times, because I don’t remember enough to give each one their own story that is mostly accurate to what really happened. The actual omorashi bits will be mostly accurate to the real events however, as I remember them much better. Intro: It was the middle of spring, 2009. It was Friday, unfortunately, and I awoke at 7AM for another “boring” day of Primary School. I was only in Year 4, which sets this story far earlier than any of my others. (Obligatory warning that nothing illegal happens in this story because of the ag of the characters, which I am only making so young because that is literally when this happened and I want to keep this accurate as some events only make sense in the context of Primary School.) While I still wasn’t rally that exited for school, I’d much rather stay at home and read, there was an event of interest. We were going on a school trip to a Roman villa, or at least, a museum built upon the remains of one. I still remember some of this trip, it was one of the best school trips I ever went on. I woke up, and got dressed. I made myself a cup of tea, a task I had only learned to do a year prior and was still trying to refine. I remember around this time that I used to try and experiment with the brewing time to determine how long I liked, back then I liked to remove the teabag almost immediately, meaning I liked the taste of the boiled water rather than the tea, whereas now I prefer 5 or 6 minutes. (This is the problem with my memory. I don’t remember almost any dialogue from this, but I do remember how long I brewed my tea for.) I didn’t know how to cook at this age, so I simply got out the book I was reading and lounged about in the living room and read that for half an hour. I was a very different person back then to now. My family were a bit beyond on technology, our prefered physical media format was VHS, despite DVD coming out 13 years earlier, and we still used a huge armchair sized CRT for TV despite everyone else in our neighbourhood converting to LCDs or Plasma a few years earlier. While I didn’t collect retro technology back then, I wouldn’t have been surprised if you mistakenly thought I did. The reason why I spent my time reading rather than playing a computer game like most of my friends did back then was because our most up-to-date computer was a HP Pavilion dv2000 laptop, that was a museum-piece back then, coming on for 8 years old, that I still own somehow despite it being nearly 17 years old. Anyway, enough about me, my mum came downstairs later, made me some boiled duck eggs for breakfast (don’t ask me why I remember what I had for breakfast that day, I don’t know myself.) and took me to school. I entered my classroom, said hello to my friends, and sat down at a desk at the back of the classroom where I usually would sit because it had a computer on it that I would use to write stories on. I chose this one specifically because it had one of those massive old CRT monitors, rather than the much smaller LCD monitors most of the school computers had moved onto. I preferred the older monitors despite the annoying high-pitched noise they made, (I was used to it from at home though, so it didn’t really bother me.) because the LCD monitors of the day were quite fragile and some of the Neanderthals I called classmates would think it was funny to press down the screen until the liquid crystals dispersed, causing large black splotches that never healed. Nowadays that’s not so much of a problem, but back then it was awful. I used to stick with the CRT displays despite them being nearly as old as me even when I was going there because no matter how hard those idiots tried they could break them so easily. My girlfriend at the time, my first girlfriend, in fact, Sam, came and sat down next to me, and we had a conversation before class started. I never learned what Sam was short for, or at least if I did I never remembered it. I think it was probably short for Samantha, but I don’t remember. I used to know her last name too, but I forgot that a couple of years ago and now I don’t know it anymore. End of Intro: That’s the end of this one for now. It’s just the intro, but I’ll write some more later. I plan to finish my other two stories before I work on this one too much, but I want a reminder of this so I don’t forget the idea before I can write any more of this.
  15. So, it's been 1 week since i got a match on tinder with a girl(that was on Monday). We went on a few date since then(Thursday ,Friday,Saturday and Sunday) we had pretty good times in every date, and kissed each-other a lot on Saturday and Sunday(so we're in a relationship since Friday). But something has changed.. I feel less attractived to diapers. I wanted to order some online, but this happened... is that normal or it's just i'm not used to having a girlfriend? A few weeks ago i was very excited for this moment where i can wear diapers again, but suddenly had a girlfriend from nowhere and had mixed feelings. Can i still order diapers because it's normal and going to change or should i just leave it because i have a girlfriend ? I also worry because what if i lose my whole interest in diapers? can this happen like that? ps:i did not had sex with her yet,because of her diet , and she has an infection (not a significant or serious ) in her ovary
  16. She broke up with me sadly due to the fact that "we do not understand each-other" . And that she never saw me happy while i was with her (and never had an honest smile.) She always tried to cheer me up, trying to make me a better person, but things didn't changed because i fucked up(seemed that i hide my happiness always from everyone and i don't know why,because i did not do that purposely), and she used all of her energy for this... also i sadly have a bat habit for making her feel bad from my tone which she tells me that i'm attacking her when i use this tone of my(as far as i know this tone of mine is what i use when i'm being sarcastic..i tried to explain to her but she says't that it's different..) and also tend to roll my eyes rudely, but honestly i don't do this because i'm rude, it's just means that i'm tired of all the shit or i'm stressed or just do it sometimes casually for no reason... I asked her if i change can we start it from all over again, and she said maybe (i think that's what she said, no pun intended) but she can't promise a thing.. i don't want to see she's having another boy instead of me, i really don't want to see that.. i cannot allowed this to happen because i love her so much..(never have i ever had somebody to love so much like this) Maybe one thing that made me such a dick is the lack of sex...(yes, pathetic i know, i'm pathetic) but we haven't had sex in more than a month! It's not because she didn't wanted it, but it was because of the circumstances, and i'm not angry at her, i'm mad at the circumstances... fuck them . I was so happy with her, that i'm not alone and having to jerk myself off and watching porn all the time.. i don't want this phase to come back.. i just don't I feel very sad about this and want her back. I have decided that i'm not going to be depressed anymore, and i want to get rid off my bad habit. I want to prove her that i can change and that i'm doing it for her.Because i love her so much.. she means everything to me and i want both of us to have a future with each-other.. Hell, i even promised myself to get rid of my diaper fetish..because i don't want it to have a place in our relationship... i'm trying to avoid sad music at all cost to not let myself cry because off all this, you know i promised.. no more tears(no pun intended as well)..no more depression.. So i'm trying to keep myself alive and console myself with Almost Easy by A7X. Please, i don't want to have answers that tell me to move on.. i don't want to.. and i wrote this topic to ask your help guys to get her back.. pretty please..
  17. I have seen a few accidents in my life time, some done for me, some were specifically accidents. But I certainly have one that is specifically memorable for having a little bit of a combination. Namely when my ex and I walked back from a night out which took about 40 minutes, but was fuelled by alcohol and a warm evening. We had been out at a club and partied hard, but as we wanted to save money during our University days we decided to walk back. It wasn't going to be that long, we originally thought it would have been 25 minutes, but we didn't realise how much the consumption of alcohol would impact our walking speed back. I went to the bathroom before we left. She was going to, stating she needed a wee. When I returned, she hadn't been as there was a long line and we wanted to get home by this point. Clubbing wasn't our thing. We were both reasonably casual. She was in a long dressy type t-shirt, blue with leggings that were black and flat shoes, but still looked fantastic. We weren't the most fancy of people. About 5 minutes into our journey, being the vocal person that she was and knowing how much I enjoyed omorashi etc, she was constantly saying she was "bursting for a wee" and really desperate. The occasional pee dance was breaking out. The regular complaints were driving me pretty crazy by this point, I am not going to lie. About 10 minutes in though, she was not quite so teasing due to her legitimate need to pee that was getting predicable worse and worse. The curse and beauty of alcohol. Occasionally the hand would drift and give a squeeze between the legs, and she would stop and make sucking noises as waves of desperation rolled over her. Eventually, she had her hand, while walking in small steps, permanently between her legs. This was scrunching up her dress in a really cute way but she was genuinely bursting for a wee. After a while like this walking and "OMG I need a wee", she froze. I asked her what was wrong and she stated that she wasn't going to be able to make it home. Standing there, questioning what to do next, she said, I don't think I can move, I just leaked. Stood there now, legs now crossed, hands between them, wiggling to her hearts content there was eventually a slow drip, which turned into a cascade as she peed all down her leggings and through her hand and dress. The puddle grew and grew on the pavement in the park that we had reached, about half way through our journey. It split into two rivers to either side of the path as she peed for ages. An absolute tonne. She remained rooted to the spot, her hand remaining where it was, her legs remaining crossed, developing into two little waterfalls from her knees as she peed and peed. Eventually, she finished. Soaking wet leggings and my mouth a little open. From here we carried on walking , she taking her shoes off due to the them being uncomfortably wet. She had very wet leggings, although there were some dry patches that you could see, quite clear in the street lamps. She also had a semi circle on her t-shirt / dress where she had kept her hand clenched as she wet herself. We carried on walking now, fortunately the summer giving us a warm night for us to walk back. This wasn't the end of the adventures however. Closer to our university house at the time is a bridge that we need to cross. This was only about 10 minutes further along, but we didn't anticipate the amount of alcohol that we had drunk to catch her up so quickly. She had drank significantly more than myself so it caught her up really quickly. As we got to the bridge, she stopped and said that she needed to go again and couldn't be bothered to hold it. Her muscles hurt from previous time that she had held it for so long. She just stood in the middle of this bridge, the street lamps illuminating her perfectly as she stood and peed in her leggings for a second time. You could see the flow down the sides of her legs as she stood there relaxed peeing on the bridge. It dripped off the side as she again peed a significant amount, evidently fill quickly after breaking the seal so early on in the night. Still bare footed, she shook the drips off as she finished peeing and splish splashed out of her, admittedly, smaller puddle than before. She gave a small wiggling of her bum and flicked her dress up as she walked on from finishing her second wetting of the night in a short amount of time. I knew she had no underwear on and it was clearly evident with her soaking bum. We continued walking, her feet leaving little foot prints as we continued wondering on. We eventually arrived back at the house and wondered upstairs, 10 - 15 minutes later. Fortunately her house mates were still out at the club that we had come from, us arriving before them due to our limit being reached. Obviously, we both wanted to shower now. Our club endeavour being a hot and sweaty one. We both wondered up stairs and stripped in the bathroom. She turned on the water and stood to the side of it in the bath as I stood outside, the shower running beside. She stated that she needed to pee again, and with zero hesitation let ripped as she stood with no clothes on next to the shower, inside of the bath. Not as strong as the others, this tiny cascade ran down her legs and over her feet and down the bath plug. Clear as crystal, she peed for a fairly decent length, giving me a grin. I climbed in as she finished and will leave the story there...
  18. Hi guys, Here's a brief story that happened when I went to a music festival with my then girlfriend (we'll call her Jess) a few years ago. ***** We'd just finised seeing the last band of the night and were making our way back to where we'd camped at the far end of the festival away from the main arena. We'd been drinking steadily throughout the night and while we weren't blackout drunk, we'd consumed a lot of fluid over the course of the day and were fairly tipsy. I stopped off at the big block of toilets in the main arena to take my last pee before going to bed. By this point of the weekend the toilets were in an awful state, and so Jess said she would wait and use the less busy toilets nearer our campsite away from the footfall of the main arena. On returning from the toilets I found Jess standing and bobbing subtlely from foot to foot, not enough to alert the casual observer of her need, but certainly notcieable if you knew the signs to look for! We started back towards the campsite and as the toilet block came into view Jess groaned. The maintenance staff were emptying the portaloos, and as a result had closed half of them, meaning that a large queue had formed for the remaining available toilets. At a guess there were a good 50 people waiting to use a bank of around 5 portaloos. Jess sighed and turned to me, "what do you think I should do, I can't wait here all night, I'm freezing!" "It's really up to you babe, how bad do you need to go?" I replied. "Kinda bad, I guess I've only been a couple of times all day and we've had quite a bit to drink, but I find it hard to tell when I'm drunk" "Well, we can wait here for the queue to go down, we can try and find some other toilets if you want" I suggested. Jess paused for thought, glancing again at the ever growing queue. "I just wanna go to bed, I think I'll be fine, I'm a big girl" she smiled, and began walking off towards our tent. We had picked a spot near the entrance to the festival that meant to go between our tent and the main arena, you had to walk down a short dirt track that had been fenced off to keep the festival goers out of the surrounding woodland. In the morning when we had gone into the festival, this track had been dry and rather dusty from all the site vehicles passing over it. However in the intervening hours the great British weather and the various traffic along the track had turned it to sludge that was virtually impossible to navigate. We battled our way down it and then made our way through a maze of guy ropes to our tent. Jess stooped to grab the zip of our tent door, wincing almost imperceptibly as she did so. "Ooh, I think I may need to go worse than I thought" she said with a strained voice. "I'm sure you'll be fine babe, we'll be back up in a few hours anyway so not too long to wait" I tried to reassure her. She smiled uncertainly in response but opened the tent door went inside. We both got changed out of our clothes and climbed into our sleeping bags. I was exhausted from walking around in the sun and drinking all day, so sleep should have come fairly easily, but I couldn't help but be distracted by Jess shuffling around next to me, making a loud rustling sound on the tent floor with each movement. "Babe are you ok?" I called out softly through the haze of impending sleep, after trying to drift off for half an hour or so. "I really need the loo, I don't think I can wait all night" she meekly replied. "I'm absolutely dying for a wee, those last couple of beers have really caught up with me." She sat up slowly next to me and cradled her bladder with one hand. Even in the dark and half asleep I could see that it was bulging out dramatically, particualrly as she was normally very slim in build. "Fuck, there's only one thing for it" she said suddenly. "Can you keep watch for me?" "What do you mean babe?" "Get dressed and stand up outside like your brushing your teeth or something, keep watch for anyone." "Don't you want to try the toilets back there, I bet the queue has gone down now" I replied. "I can't, I'm absolutely bursting and if I tried to get changed and then get back down that muddy track, I don't think I'd make it in time." She had taken on an urgent, commanding tone so I did as she had asked and quickly got dressed. "Right, keep an eye out and let me know if there's anyone coming, is the coast clear?" I stood up and scanned the area around us that was largely deserted, but for a group huddled round a campfire some 50 metres away. "Yep, coast's clear" I replied. With that, she squatted down and began to pee, just a trickle at first, barely audible on the grass, but soon quickening to a forceful torrent that would have been easily heard by anyone awake in the tents immediately next to us. Jess peed at full force for at least 30 seconds, an expression of pure bliss etched across her face the whole time as she let go the many pints of beer she had consumed over the course of the evening. Her stream slowed again to a trickle and eventually stopped. Jess wiped herself, pulled up her underwear and we both climbed back into the tent and were quickly sound asleep. The next day Jess drank noticeably slower and made far more regular bathroom trips, and luckily (for her at least) avoided any more mishaps that weekend. ***** Hope you guys enjoyed, I have one or two other stories involding Jess in predicaments such at this, if anyone would like to hear them please let me know.
  19. So, writing for the first time....any suggestions/constructive critiques are welcome ! This happened in the final year of my college life in India. A group of us friends were in charge of hosting a departmental reunion and meetings used to run long after the normal class times. It was close to the date of the event and we were all talking at length about a visit to the department by some guest before the event to inspect labs et al. The visit was supposed to be on a weekend and so some of us had to come in Saturday. Our meeting room used to be closed normally on weekends and we had 2-3 keys, one of which, happened to be with my ex as she used to stay on campus in the girls' hostel. As the meeting dragged on a lot of the group had left leaving only 3-4 at the end. We decided at the end that one of us would have to come in the next day and prepare for the visit. Then we discovered that all the people with the keys had left earlier leaving only my ex as a possibility. She declared she could not come the next day as she had some plans but she could bring the keys quickly to us from her hostel. So, she hurried out to the hostel and left us to talk about other things. After about a rather long 20 mins (hostel was a 5 min walk max) she returned and handed over a key to us. The others quickly took the key and bid us goodbye. I don't know if nobody noticed but I saw that she had changed her jeans from the dark one she was wearing to another. Since I had to leave as well, I could not press her too much that night but on teasing her about it, she blushed and would not talk about it. It took some time for us to break the ice about such events as this was quite early on in our relationship. It was later, one random phone call on some random night, much later, when we were much more comfortable with each other, that the true secret was revealed. And here it is from the girl's perspective : ---------------------------------------------------------------------- By the end of the meeting I was seriously desperate and in need of a loo pretty badly. But then I did not want to keep anyone waiting for the key and decided I would quickly get it from my room. Ahh, why didn't I bring it with me ? I stepped out of the building and the cool breeze hit my face and I suddenly realized that I was more desperate that I had thought....however, I carried on, I was a big girl after all in my final year of college ! On the way I met a friend who tried to indulge me in some small-talk...I tried to talk my way out of it (talking away valuable time) and got into my hostel. My room was on the 3rd floor and walking up the stairs was painful. As soon as I reached the third floor I had a decision to make : either get the keys or use the toilet. I was super desperate but decided to first get the keys from my room and then use the restroom before I went back. That proved to be my biggest mistake ! The room was on the opposite side of the corridor as the toilets and all the girls in the floor used the same restroom facilities. I quickly stepped into my room and then I tried to quickly find the keys. In my panic, I realized the keys were not in their usual place and I actually had to search for them ! I was under serious pressure now and wondered if I should continue searching or go. I decided to search a bit more. Soon enough under the table I found the key. It had somehow fallen down and I quickly took it as a huge wave of desperation hit me. I doubled over and half-walked to the door. Since none of my roommates were present I had to lock the door before I went out again (and had to unlock it to get in) ! I was in panic then : I tried locking the door but somehow the key won't fit in as I struggled wth it ! "Why does this have to happen now ???" I wondered. As the key finally slid in, another desperation wave hit me almost overcoming my resistance. I was in serious trouble now. I had to use the restrooms NOW ! In panic, as soon as the door was locked, I ran ! Running was another big mistake as I soon realized ! Maybe I should have half-walked slowly to the restroom but running made everything happen so quickly. As I was midway through to the restrooms I could feel I was no longer in control. New surges of desperation hit me as I felt control slipping away and myself getting wet. I quickly crossed my legs when I realized what was happening and tried to regain control. I was spurting uncontrollably as I opened the door to the toilets. Thankfully there was no one to view my condition or I would have been so embarrassed. The cubicles were empty and I kept leaking in my panties as I entered them : I just could not control any more. I had to struggle with my tight jeans inside and by the time I got it down and sat down with relief, I knew I had had a major major accident. As I finished peeing, I stood up to survey the damage. The jeans were noticeably wet till my knees on one leg and the upper thighs on another. I was so ashamed. Now I had to walk back to my room, unlock it again and change into something and then walk back ! Well, let this be our secret ok ? I have quite a few other stories to tell, but just to you.....so shhhhh
  20. Hello, I already told you about my girlfriend littlecutiepiie and her wetting videos. We are looking for new video ideas, so I decided to post it here, as you can show your wishes in a easier way. Make your requests, anything you want to see in a desperate/wetting video. From the clothes to the plot. Make your wishes come true. She sell some of her videos at ManyVids: https://www.manyvids.com/Profile/309147/Littlecutiepiie/. She loves wetting herself and she will be very happy to know that you also like to see her doing it. The best idea will become a video for sale on manyvids. The price is fair. If you are interested, she likes to post some of the videos she did and some pictures of her wetting, all at her tumblr: http://littlecutiepiie.tumblr.com/tagged/omorashi. I'm attaching some pics of her. Have fun guys, and thanks for the help :D
  21. Starting off I want to apologize to anyone who was following my last topic in general omorashi. That relationship ended very abruptly (She just kinda decided I wasn’t good enough for her and she left me) and needless to say that “first” wetting never happened. I know it was in bad form not to inform everyone of what happened, nothing is worse than a story without an ending but I wasn’t ready to write about it and even now I’m not ready to tell that story; Sorry. I have recently come into a rather good run of luck. I have met an amazing woman. We have a ton of shared interests, our personalities are complementary, we’re compatible when it comes to the bedroom, and the icing on the cake is that she is very beautiful. With all of that who could ask for more? Turns out I didn’t have to. With all of that I had made a firm decision not to tell her about my fetish. That didn’t last very long though, once she told me about her fetishes she asked if I had any. After she had been so open and honest with me I couldn’t very well lie to her. So, I admitted that I was into omorashi and explained what it was. She asked me what I liked about it and when I was through explaining she asked if I would like to see her wet. I’m not the kind of guy who can just say yes. I told her if she was comfortable and wanted to try it I was all for it. Apparently, I’m somewhat cute as I make sure my partner is comfortable with new things, or at least she thinks so. So here I am again, letting the community know I’ve found an accepting partner, which may lead to some new tales. On a side note she knows I am a member of this forum, though she doesn’t know my screenname (though if she wanted to it wouldn’t be hard to find out) and she is fine with me being here and even posting about “our particular experience”, her words. Can you really ask for more from a partner? I know to never gamble again because I have used up all my luck finding her.
  22. So the title kinda speaks for itself, how over the top do you go for your lover? And it could be anything from small suttle things to something big, how would you rate yourselves affectionately?
  23. Hello again everybody. I would like to share something awesome with you tonight. (There is a present at the end) My girlfriend decided that she wanted to have a little "wet fun" ;) with me one night. She actually suggested it! Let me tell you that really made me feel good; I am always worried when I have a girlfriend that she may find me weird or disgusting so the fact that she was willing to be interested was fantastic. So without further or do, my story. My girlfriend asked me if I wanted to try something new one night. I asked her what she wanted to do and to my surprise she said she wanted to do something with my fetish. So after convincing her to put on my favorite tight pair of jeans she owns, we began to start getting her ready. She started with a large ice tea. Then had a bottle of water. I have to say it was a huge turn on to watch this in real life. It did not stop there either. We actually decided on a bit of a scenario to make the situation a little more interesting. We went to our local walgreens and purchased a role of hot pink duck tap. After she finished off another bottle of water, we decided to role play. I blindfolded her and duck taped her to the computer chair I sit in now. :wub: Then I "forced" her to drink another iced tea. (As an aside we discovered I need much more practice in being a dominator. :( ) But oh well ,it was still awesome. We kept going having fun, me playing with her awesome boobs and her being forced to do "sexual things" haha. Eventually she lost it and peed a ton all over my chair and the floor. I tried to setup trash bags to catch it but that did not work. Oh well, cleaning up the mess was more than worth the best peeing experience of my life. The last thing I want to add is two photos that me and my girlfriend took of the aftermath. If you can believe it she actually is really excited for me to put these pictures on here.Who knew she was such an exhibitionist. :D TO MY GIRLFRIEND, when you see this (I know you lurk on here) THANK YOU.
  24. okay, i've got a challenge for all of you out there. i'm in a very stable, 10-month relationship with a very sexy (if naive and innocent) girl. we live together, and our sex life isn't too shabby. however, she knows nothing of this fetish nor my feelings for it and i have never attempted to introduce it to her. i am almost certain she would be freaked out by it, since she can't even bring herself to pee in the ocean when we're at the beach (which is a lot, since we live in florida). she will always walk a quarter mile up to the pavilion to use the public restrooms. how do i go about introducing this subject to her? does anyone have any advice? i'd like us to be more open sexually, but i'm almost certain just bringing this up casually would scare the hell out of her. let me hear your ideas/experiences/successes. thanks!
  25. When I was ten years old, I was staying with my parents at a hotel in Southern France, at the Mediterranium. As I was a very good swimmer, my parents left me at the beach every day, when they were out doing other things. One day I was lying on the sand, when I felt something shadow my eyes. I looked up and saw a girl, maybe a couple of years older than I, standing at my side. "Do you mind if I join you. I just arrived today and I don't know anyone here. I'm Camille..." "Yes, I'm alone too, I'm Vikka, short for Victoria." She lied down beside me. We started talking, she was very fun to talk with. She was twelve years old and was staying with her parents at an other hotel. But then she got silent. I looked at her. She looked as she was in pain, and she had one hand between her thighs. "Shit, I got to pee! I'm totally desperate! Come, let's go down to the sea; no one would notice if I pee in the water!" I looked surprised at her. Did she mean that she would pee in her swimming suit in the water? Would she be so bold? I'd never done anything of the sort and the thought made me thrilled. We started walking. It was nearly a hundred metres down to the water and Camille walked in a funny way with her thighs pressed together. A couple of times she slowed down and put a hand in between her thighs and rubbed. Nearly down to the sea she stopped. "Oh, Vikka, I can't hold it anymore! It's coming... I'm going to wet myself!" She quickly separated her legs, and immediatly her pee flooded through her panties! It went on for almost thirty seconds. "Oooh!!! That felt nice", she panted. I started to continue to the sea, as I thought she wished to rinse her panties. But she stopped me. "No, wait! It's not fair, that I'm the only one of us to pee myself like a baby! Now it's your turn!" "No way! I'll never do that", I yelled! " Why not? We can rinse our panties in the sea afterwards, and no one would know. I promise, it feels so nice to wet yourself. This wasn't my first time, you know! Don't you need to pee?" "Maybe... a little... But it's only babies, who pee themselves, not girls of our age!" "Bullshit! I just did it, didn't I?" "But that was an accident!" "If I tell you it wasn't... I really had to pee, that's for certain, but I could easily have waited until I was in the water." I looked at her. I couldn't believe what I heard! A twelve year old girl, who used to pee herself for fun? It wasn't normal... But then again, she looked so content, when she wetted herself. She really seemed to enjoy it. And a voice inside me said, that it couldn't hurt to try. Just this once... "Ok", I said, "I'll try! But I don't know if I can pee in my panties. Especially when you're looking..." "Take your time! It'll come, I promise. Just relax!" There was no one in the neighbourhood. Hesitatingly I parted my legs. And to my big surprise I began to pee at once! Oh, shit! I was ten years old and peeing in my panties! It was so warm and wet, when it first gathered around my crotch and then forced the fabric and streamed down to the sand between my feet. And Camille was right, it felt so nice! Some of my pee ran down my legs and that felt also nice! I for sure needed to pee, I went on as long as Camille did before. Then we noticed some people coming in our direction, and giggling all the way, we ran hand in hand down to the sea and dived in the water! That was my first time. The days, that followed, we spent at the beach, drinking lots of water until we couldn't hold ourselves any longer and peed ourselves. We did it lying down in the sand, standing up and even walking! This was how it began, and I've never stopped since... Vikka
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