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View File DaniPicas, Meli kitten desperate fingering till they both explode Full nudity Dani picas and Meli kitten both lay on a sofa with full bladders and begin to finger each other until they both cant take it anymore and gush pee all over the place. If there are any problem, or i break any rules in uploading this, feel free to remove them Enjoy! Submitter Sam9 Submitted 08/13/2018 Category Desperation Clothing  

Hey all, found some great stuff on thisvid.com, I did't know about this site before. Found this one, it's so good I had to share it with you all. I'm pretty sure there's no nudity, I haven't watched every second of the whole 10 minutes, but for what I could see, she at least always has her panties on. Hope you like it ! https://thisvid.com/videos/chubby-amateur-girl-is-desperate-to-pee-wets-herself-and-masturbates/ Here's the rip: Chubby amateur girl is desperate to pee, wets herself and ma.mp4

View File Sexy Diaper Time! Found this and thought people would enjoy them. They are upclass diaper videos, not your typical age play stuff, but elegant sexy ladies playing in diapers. Rach. Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 08/07/2018 Category Diapers and ageplay  

View File Dani Picas - Master Says Since her vids seem to be going up I'll add one. This is a short and maybe an odd one. I guess the story is for some reason hypnotized to pee by some off camera verbal cue and she wets her jean shorts before stripping and playing with herself 😁 Submitter captainjack Submitted 08/10/2018 Category Peeing  

https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5a680fe3cbbbe Haven't seen this video before and thought it was great, so I'm sharing it here with y'all

This short story was inspired by "What other fetishes do you guys have?". Special thanks to Jeffery Mewtamer and Curiousanon. The text calls bullshit on the notion that women are only able to enjoy erotica when they are sweet, romantic, and plot-driven. This is none of these things. In contrast, it is nothing but 9700 explicit words of pure fetish fuel, written to satisfy the author's personal kinks. It also serves to expose the author as a twisted pervert and raging lesbian. No apologies. You have been warned.

Which one feels better? For me, even though I like sex, masturbation with a full bladder is unbeatable 😉

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This is a video I've been wanting to make for a while. Infact, I've already made it a few times, then deleted them. Bloody self consciousness, lol. Anyway, I finally bit the bullet and did it. After some good old fashioned Sunday drinking with my friend, we headed our separate ways to our bedrooms. I hadn't been to the loo in a while and I was fairly excited, so it was time. Switched into scruffy clothes and sat in a spot I've "desecrated" before, lol. Already wet from general horniness, I slipped my hand down my tights and started touching myself, already fairly desperate for a wee. The result was this: https://caryspee.tumblr.com/post/175450042694/wetting-and-orgasm-had-to-keep-it-quiet-which I had to keep quiet as I could hear my friend getting ready for bed right outside. But even though performance anxiety slightly dampened (lol) the intensity of the orgasm, it was still a struggle not to let out a moan when I felt the dam burst, coating my hand. I pushed several times, my body pulsing as I let go. As I relaxed, the orgasm dissipating, my bladder emptied as I sat there, crotch wet and hot, urine pooling around my bum and upper thighs. Sat in it for a fair while afterwards, scared of the aftermath lmao.

This is my first furry based fiction I've written! (actually second, but the first is a longer project that needs more work). I've used my writing alias here and in other places as well (just to clarify). Be warned that this story features [furry characters], [purposeful peeing outside], and [male masturbation]. I hope you guys like it! ---- Tending the Garden Author and Characters: Punk Hazardous Another day at the office, just like the last four. Dull, thankless, and more problems than it was worth. Not even the weekend's arrival could alleviate all of Cowl's sour grievances. He would still have to return on Monday. The surrounding apartment buildings absorbed most of the light from the sunset, casting a dim pall around the shepherd as he lit the cigarette clamped in his lips. He picked his arms up from the mid-height fence and directed his gaze over to the only piece of furniture in his small, square garden - a beat-up lawn chair on its last legs. Honestly, he was surprised it still had all four of them in tact. And he could hardly call it a lawn chair, not when there was no actual lawn to speak of. Cowl settled his weight into the chair looking around at his micro domain. Life in his own place was not going as gloriously as he imagined it as a pup. He was in need of a new direction, he knew, but the hurdles seemed to grow in size and number every time he poked his snout in a new direction. Nabbing the cold ale from the ground that he brought from inside, he elected to save the stress for tomorrow and put forth a new foot into the job world then, as he uncapped the bottle. The air brought a nippy chill that foretold the coming autumn. The trees outside of his fence had leaves that were still as green and plump as summer grapes, but they would soon shift colors and alter his daily view. Some of his neighbors a couple doors down were having a barbecue and taking advantage of the dying warm season. The smell of wood smoke and cooking meat wafted toward him. He looked over his fence at the trees rustling in the strengthening wind, taking sips and wandering through the memories conjured by the ambient scents and feelings. Half-finished cigarette in one hand and half-finished beer in the other, he came back to himself when he felt the pulsing in his abdomen; he needed a piss. Hefting his slowly numbing body aloft, Cowl set down his drink on the brick ground and placed the cigarette in his lips once more. Supporting himself with one hand against the tall portion of the fence that separated the abutting patios, he fiddled with the zipper on his shorts and folds of his boxers until his cock met the open air in full. Now freed, he let out a clear stream that burst from him and spattered all over a shrub planted next to the fence. A hearty sigh of relief left him as he splashed the ground and plants with his recycled beer. His enjoyment was such that he did not notice the door of the townhome neighboring his unit rumbling open, letting out a solidly built bulldog with short fur that was white and sparsely speckled with brown. He had stepped out to inspect the vestiges of the disappearing sun, but what he did not expect to see was his neighbor tending his garden this late in the evening. He could only see his back and his right arm from across the two squares, and a steady stream of water, taking care of a hydrangea. And his left arm was in front of him, in a suspicious position... The urinating German shepherd would have persisted, blissfully unaware, but the bulldog's throat clearing attracted his attention. Cowl looked up from his business and, seeing that his neighbor was staring him down, he waved with his free hand and gave a bright "Yo!" The neighbor's suspicions were unfortunately confirmed. The flippant way Cowl greeted him while indecently exposing himself severely ticked him off. The bulldog just looked at him in utmost disgust, called him "sick", and re-entered his unit, slamming the sliding glass door behind him. Cowl just shrugged; he had no time for judgements on his character. He was on his own property and harming no one, so as far as he was concerned, he was doing nothing wrong. He watched on as his clear stream battered leaves aside and made them shine acutely in the moonlight. How amazing it felt to relieve himself of this burden. And with two more jets and an accompanying low, self-indulgent moan, he was empty. He flicked himself lightly, and sank back into the chair behind him, furred sheath still poking out of the fly of his shorts. His head lolled back and he was now looking up at the stars in the heavens that flickered on one by one. The noises from the neighboring barbecue were gone. He was alone on his patio and effectively invisible in the darkness of the night around him. He found that his assured solitude had caused his hand to wander, urging him into some potentially indecent, but pleasurable territory. Far too relaxed and tipsy to relocate to the inside, he put a groping paw on the rounded head emerging from his sheath. He would be a liar if he said this was the first time he'd done this in safety of his moderately sheltered backyard under the cover of darkness. He began coaxing himself to hardness with his dark sand colored paw. With a feather-light touch, he dragged his dull claws along the sensitive ridges of his balls, prompting his cock to quickly harden to its full erect length. The first downstroke along the whole of his shaft caused a wave of pleasure that tensed the corner of his mouth and made it hard to keep track of his cigarette. Cowl pulled the nearly deplenished stick from his mouth, set it aside for later, and got to work. Rutting against his palm, he thought about how the flowering bush had just gotten the watering of its lifetime. How the rising steam from his output had enveloped his balls, just as he cupped them now. The more he watched himself in the act, the more it turned him on. This feedback loop mounted higher and higher every second until his member thrummed harder in his paw with eager anticipation of the edge before him. Burning spots flashed in his yellow eyes as his cognition slipped out of grasp and he surrendered himself to the feeling. Relieving himself for the second time, his seed scattered up his front, barely missing fur. His red shirt gathered the flecks of thick white as his cock pumped out all it had left. He had to grip his bottom lip with one of his upper canines to stifle his shuddering grunts; the threat of poking a hole in his lip by accident was real. Finally, a deep contented puff of air burst from his muzzle as his muscles relaxed as one. Tingles of serotonin wrapped around the back of his head and the ears which were laying back, signaling his contentment. Thankful that he'd only marked his clothes, he lay nearly as still as the rocks beneath the waving shrubs around him as he experienced the waning twitches from his weeping cock. A raindrop fell directly on the tip of his twitching nose, forcing him from his daze. More rainfall ensued, starting an unexpected nighttime shower. This impelled him to finally rise, pick up the beer bottle and cigarette, and stumble inside to clean up the aftermath of his indulgent pleasure session. The sprinkling rain intensified, washing what remained of Cowl's urine from the shrub; no one but he was any the wiser as to what all happened in the garden that night.

Does anyone remember the first time they successfully masturbated? I do, and I was about 14 and a half. I was a late bloomer. Puberty really didn't start kicking in until I was nearly 14. I was one of those grade 8 kids who hated getting changed in front of others, as I was quite undeveloped compared to my school mates. I only started getting pubic hair just before my 14th birthday. It didn't take too long after that for the wet dreams to start, and while I understood about what they were and why they happened, it's still an uncomfortable time in a young boys life. We had discussed wet dreams at school in Sex Ed, and I knew that if I masturbated it would relieve the wet dreams, but I didn't really know how. I had tried of course. I had laid in bed before going to sleep, and tried to imagine what sex was like, and had looked at pictures and magazines showing naked people of both genders having sex, (these were pre internet days) but while I could get aroused, I just couldn't quite work out the finer points of how to achieve an orgasm. In the end I would just be building myself up, then be guaranteed that I would have a wet dream afterwards, exactly what I was trying to avoid. This all changed one night when I had a bath. I had been hanging out with my friend Shelley, who lived across the road. I've mentioned her before in a lot of my stories, as she was a huge influence in my interest in all things involving wetting and desperation. She occasionally had accidents, and we both loved peeing in our swimsuits when we got the chance. We had also wet our pants a few times just for fun, when we could safely get away with it, and had seen each other wet on numerous occasions. It was also a topic that we talked about a lot. That afternoon after school, we were just riding our bikes around and hanging out, when she just blurted out "I wet myself this morning!" She then told me a story about how she was waiting for her sister to finish in the shower that morning so that she could use it. Shelley needed a pee, but was waiting to go in the shower when her sister finished. While she waited, Shelley apparently decided to take some clothes off the line while only wearing her short nightie with panties underneath. She had gone to the line, but the cool morning air had made her need much more urgent, and she had suddenly started peeing, and quite heavily too by the sound of it. She basically just gave in, and stood on the grass and peed in her panties as she stood there. She used a towel off the line to dry her legs, then leaving her dripping panties on, had just gone back inside and waited for her turn in the bathroom. I was instantly aroused by this, and asked her lots of questions about it, like did anyone know, and how it felt to be wearing wet knickers under her nightie without anybody knowing, and she quite happily told me all about it. So that night I'm in the bath, and having the opportunity to experiment with my own body again. Not really knowing what to do, I tried to picture myself having sex, which isn't easy if you've never had nor really seen sex before. I tried imagining different famous women who were widely regarded as "hot", but while I would get hard, I just didn't really know what to do about it. As I'm laying there gently "washing" myself, my thoughts somehow turned to my conversation with Shelley earlier. I started imagining her desperate to pee, crossing her legs and bending over a bit while complaining. This was easier to imagine, as I had actually seen her like this many times. Suddenly something clicked. I really could picture it. We had done this sort of thing so often before, I didn't have to imagine or guess, or try to make something up. I had seen it before and loved it. I just hadn't really seen it as a sexual act before, it was just a naughty thing we liked doing. Before I knew it, I was transported right into the story. I could see her desperate, bouncing around, complaining to herself but not really worried about it. I pictured her leaking, the pee dripping down beneath her to puddle on the ground. Once again easy, as if seen it before. Suddenly she was peeing flat out, hot liquid running down her legs and over her bare feet. The only difference is in my imagination she was running to get to the toilet, not just giving up on purpose. Suddenly I was aware of stirring feelings "down there" as I rubbed harder and faster, still thinking if my friend wetting her pants. Suddenly I felt things that I hadn't felt before, and as I imagined her losing control of her bladder, I lost control in a different way, and the most amazing feeling of my life swept over me as I orgasmed all over my chest and stomach. The relief was incredible, and I actually felt really proud of myself! After finally learning how to do it, I then started practicing as much as possible after that! Does anybody else remember their first time, and was it an omo themed experience?

Yesterday morning me and Matty ended up having some mutual wet fun and I was telling my friend about it and I figured I may as well share the experience with you guys as well. On Tuesday night we went to the cinema and as always when we go watch a film we went to a late viewing. The film started at 11pm and by the time it finished and we came out it was half 1 in the morning. As always when we go to the cinema and I have a big drink I was bursting for a wee when we got home and enjoyed a nice long pee. Afterwards we just got into bed and watched TV until we both fell asleep. The effects of the big drink hit me again when I woke up about 6 o’clock with a full bladder. I would usually just go back to sleep in that situation but I was really desperate and knew that I would just keep waking up every 10 minutes so I got up and went to the bathroom. I came back and just as I got into bed Matty got up and went to the bathroom and when he came back I snuggled up to him and we both went back to sleep. I woke up again about half past 9 and noticed my bladder had started filling up again but this time it wasn’t too bad just yet so I decided to enjoy the feeling for a bit. I put the TV on and flicked through till I found something worth watching and a few minutes later Matty woke up. Neither of us had nothing to immediately get up for so we just decided to have a lazy morning. We watched TV for a while and Matty got up to go make us a cup of coffee and get something to snack on. As we watched TV I slowly sipped my cup of coffee and as I did my bladder continued to fill. As my desperation grew I started to fidget and squirm which Matty noticed and I knew was turning him on. I noticed that he was also fidgety and the thought he might need to pee too was turning me on. We both finished our drinks and his fidgeting got more obvious and so did mine. As my squirming got worse I noticed him watching me and decided to tease him and wanted him to tease me. I let out a moan and said that I really needed a wee. He smiled and said “I noticed”. I sat up and swung my legs out of the duvet and went to stand up when he hooked his arm around me and pulled me back down. He asked where I was going and I told him I was going to pee. He shook his head and said “No you’re not, not until I say you can”. My pussy tingled with arousal as he said exactly what I wanted to hear. I love it when he makes me hold. Being told I couldn’t pee suddenly seemed to make my desperation worse and I laid back down wiggling. I smiled when I saw the sheets moving and I knew his cock was getting hard as he watched me wiggle. He smiled and said “it's helping is this”. I looked at him puzzled and he said “I really need to pee too and being turned on makes it easier to hold”. Hearing him say he needed to pee made my arousal sky rocket. He winked at me and told me that I wasn’t allowed to pee until he had and I nodded in agreement. He looked at his watch and said “and I don’t think I will go pee until 12 o’clock. I looked at the time and it was just after quarter to 11. When I realised it was an hour and fifteen minutes until then I moaned in arousal. Knowing I would have to hold that long was a turn on but also knowing I would get to watch him in desperate need was a major turn on. We laid watching TV and the cup of coffee was starting to take effect on my bladder. By 11 o’clock I was busting for a pee and squirming like crazy. I was laid opening and closing my legs trying to ease the growing pressure on my pee hole. He had pulled the duvet off so he could watch my naked body squirming with desperation which was turning him on and I could not take my eyes of his hard throbbing cock knowing that he was feeling the same desperation I was. After 20 minutes my need had risen to a solid 9 and I was bursting for a wee. I could feel my bladder pushing on my pee hole and each wave of desperation that washed over me made me feel the pee right at the top of my pee hole wanting to escape. I was resisting the urge to hold myself until I really needed to which meant my legs were shaking and I was crossing and uncrossing them and opening and closing them rapidly trying anything to ease the pressure from my bladder. All the while I watched his desperation grow and watching his cock dance in desperation was driving me crazy. My bladder completely filled to the brim and it was getting harder and harder to keep control. Each wave that hit me was almost making me drip. I could feel the pee right at the tip of my pee hole which was now trembling under the pressure. I managed to keep it under control till just after half past 11 when a massive wave washed over me and a few drips came out. I moaned and pushed my finger against my pee hole trying to clamp it shut. He saw the drips and told me to hold on. I nodded and he moaned in desperation. Every so often he reached down and squeezed his cock and each time he did I felt my pussy throb with arousal which really didn’t help with trying to keep control. Now that I had started dripping it was so hard to stop them and despite pushing my fingers against my pussy I kept losing drips. Suddenly Matty gasped and I looked down and my eyes widened when I saw little droplets of pee rolling down his cock. I couldn’t stop watching them. Each time he lost a drop it made me drip. We just laid there slowly dripping and edging close to losing control. After 10 minutes of desperately squirming and dripping he gasped and a leak came out of the tip of his cock. Watching that was too much and a wave hit me causing me to leak. The first leak made me so much more desperate and now they were coming fast and no matter what I did I couldn’t stop them. Every 10 seconds or so a leak trickled out past my fingers and I could feel a puddle forming on the bed underneath me. Matty was in the same situation and watching him leak was making me so wet with arousal I felt like I was going to cum. My leaks turned into spurts and each spurt made me feel like I was going to wet the bed. I looked at the time and saw we had just over ten minutes till 12 o’clock. I urged time to hurry up as I was so close weeing it was untrue. The pressure on my pee hole was so intense and she was starting to waver and kept on spurting. After a few spurts Matty gasped out loud and his cock shot up right and a jet of pee shot out. His right hand kept squeezing and rubbing his cock and his left hand grabbed my right hand and squeezed. Despite pressing hard on my pee hole and rubbing her spurts kept escaping through my fingers. My legs were shaking like crazy and so were his. It was so hot laying there with both of us absolutely bursting for a wee and on the verge of an accident. Watching his cock dance in desperation and spurting every few seconds was almost making me cum. My spurts were getting bigger and it was all I could do not to pee. I was frantically trying to hold on a bit longer enjoying the wonderful moment. He kept checking his watch and moaning and urging 12 o’clock to come. A few minutes more was all I kept chanting to myself as I continued to spurt. My thighs and legs were soaked in pee and the bed was slowly getting wetter by the minute. Each wave of desperation that hit me felt like that was it. Each spurt felt like the last one but somehow I kept control. All my focus was on holding on and the wonderful intense sensations from my bladder. This meant I wasn’t paying attention the time. Suddenly Matty moaned out and said “oh thank god, 12 o’clock”. He went to move to stand up and spurted hard. He looked at me and said “I can’t move, I'm about to pee”. This turned me on and I nodded and told him I couldn’t either. He smirked and said “let's just hold as long we can then”. We both continued spurting and desperately doing everything we could not to pee. We did this for 5 minutes when Matty suddenly squeezed my hand and said “oh god I can’t wait, oh god”. I looked down and watched his cock dancing around in desperation and suddenly it shot upright and as he moaned out a huge fountain erupted from the tip and shot into the air. He let out a huge sigh of relief and I just watched in amazement at the sight of his strong stream. The feeling of his pee raining down all over me and the bed was amazing. I started spurting like crazy and then I felt it. I was about to lose all control, watching him pee was too much for my bladder. I felt pee rushing towards my pee hole and before I could do anything my pee hole burst open and a stream of pee shot across the bed. I moaned out as relief washed over me in waves. It felt incredible to release and I just watched as the stream gushed out of my pussy. I was on the verge of exploding with orgasm just from the immense feeling of relief when suddenly Matty’s hand shot between my legs into the path of my stream. His fingers made contact with my pussy and he started rubbing my clit. It only took a few strokes of his fingers and I gripped his arm and screamed in ecstasy as he made me cum and pleasure coursed through me. The feeling of cumming and peeing at the same time was pure heaven and I could only lay there and succumb to the feeling. When I finally finished peeing and my orgasm died down I collapsed onto the bed shaking and trembling. Matty also finished peeing we just laid there enjoying the wonderful feelings of relief. We spent the next hour enjoying our pee soaked bodies and making each other cum until we eventually got up and showered and got cleaned up. Needless to say we certainly enjoyed our lazy morning.