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  1. Hey so I've been thinking a bit more on this lately- Any of you guys ever feel the intense desire to experience peeing as a different sex? Like, biologically? Because there are some significant differences. Some are obvious, but others, less obvious, as I've learned through the years. We have physical differences that mean we can pee in different ways, but there are also so many other interesting things to consider to. So to start on a personal note, when I was a kid I was always really jealous of boys because I wanted so badly to be able to pee in a way that seemed so much more free than what I could do. I wanted to not have to pull my pants completely down, to be able to control my stream, to pee through small openings in emergency situations- (e.g. a bottle if I'm in a car on a freeway, or out a window because I'm stuck in a room for some reason, etc.)- or just for fun even, let's be real. I wanted to do so many things my anatomy just wasn't capable of but I couldn't and it bothered me. It wasn't until I entered adulthood that I realised this was mostly due to having a pee fetish. As a teenager, I did actually teach myself to pee standing. It still had its obvious limitations and took some time to master but it was GREAT- have not done it in a while though I will admit so I would probably mess it up if I tried now- and I have some experience with STPs- also great, but again, there are limitations. Even with all this, I do still find myself wishing I could experience peeing with an actual penis- I also wish I could experience cumming with a penis though too sometimes (no where near as badly though)- I have a hard time achieving orgasm and didn't have my first until I was 21- I feel it would be a bit easier it I had a dick sometimes haha- but I could very well be wrong about that 😅 don't get me wrong though, I do love my vagina and its surrounding areas. There are definitely some advantages there 😅 but speaking of, anyone also curious about climaxing as a different sex? I'm sure at least some of you are! Haha Anyway, I think its quite common to be curious about how it feels to pee as the opposite biological sex, even for those not into pee like all of us here, and I do remember doing some reading a few years ago that actually explained that the physical sensation of needing to pee differed between male and female bodies. The difference is apparently only slight, but I find that super interesting! And it just makes me more curious. But I also wonder, what is it like for people who don't fall into the category of male or female? Is the sensation for biologically intersex people different at all? Like, somewhere in between? There is a lot of variation in what is considered intersex so I imagine it would vary with the people depending on, I'm guessing, external genitalia, but I could be wrong. Its also interesting that even outside of our biological differences, there are different social expectations for different genders, and this differs in different cultures, as does how we physically position ourselves to do it. This is also something that- as I only know second hand through research and talking to friends- greatly effects transgender people. I can't claim to experience their experiences first hand at all as I'm not trans, but I've listened to several trans men, women and nb people talk about their experiences when it comes to peeing. There are a lot of things they are often made to think about that us cis people tend to take for granted, even those of us like us who think about peeing A LOT. So yeah, I know I dragged on a bit, but how curious are you guys about experiencing the physical differences? Or what about the social? And does anyone else have any interesting stories on being intensely curious or super jealous over it, like how as a kid I was jealous of boys?
  2. I've written "A BACKGROUND" about me in my Profile, which might explain some bits in my wetting experience stories. Usually it's stuff that I don't talk much about. But it's not anything I keep secret, and maybe it'll be easier to understand (and believe) my stories , if you read it. https://omorashi.org/user/15346-vikka/ ********************************************************** And now to the actual story! This happened a couple of years ago. More precisely the summer, when I was sixteen years old. I was spending most of the summer at Haverdal, a village about twenty km north of Halmstad at the Swedish west coast. I was staying at the house of a middle-age couple, who were friends to my mother, when she was alive. Their house was close to the most wonderful sandy beach, where I spent whole days, swimming in the sea and sunbathing. The first weeks I was mostly alone as I didnt know any of my age. Now and then I saw someone leave the beach and walk up into the sand dunes above the beach. I didn't think much about it at first, but then I realized that it could be that they were going out of sight to pee. (Me, I never bothered to go anywhere, I just peed my swimmingsuit where I lied and then later on went for a swim.) The thought was kind of thrilling, and especially when I noticed some girl passing me in that direction, I indulged in fancies, picturing her pulling down her panties and crouch down to pee. I used to lie on my stomach and masturbate to those imaginary pictures. I got more and more temptied to follow a girl and spy on her. Though I didn't ventured to do it. But then I noticed a girl coming back from the dunes, and I thought I could see a dark spot on her yellow bikini pants. I wasn't sure though. I looked after her, feeling very excited, and saw her walking straight down to the water and plunge into the sea. The next day I saw her walking up into the dunes. When she passed me I had a close look at her. She was very cute, and I guessed she was about my age, maybe one or two years older than me. I kept a close watch for her return. The expectation of what I might see, made me overexcited and my whole body shivered. It was at least twenty minutes, maybe more, before she reappeared. I hade moved a bit to be closer, when she would pass me. She wore the yellow bikini, and I concentrated on looking at her bikini pants. I was so excited, that I had to clench my thighs and rub them against each other. She came closer and closer. I was staring so intensely, that tears came from my eyes. I rubbed them to see better. And... Yippee!!! There was a big dark spot on her pants! I got breathless and so excited that I started to cough. As the day before the girl went down into the water. Most likely she wanted to conceal that she'd wetted herself... At least I believed so. The day after I decided to sneak up on her, when she walked up into the dunes. If she did, that was... Think if she wouldn't turn up again? But she did. She was later than she used to be. I'd brought a big bottle of Coca Cola. Before I left the house, I'd had several cups of tea and now I was gulping Coca Cola. I wanted to be prepared. It was a hot day and I felt that I needed a quick swim in the sea to cool off. I was afraid that the girl would appear before I was finished, and I looked anxiously around the beach, when I walked down to the water. When I came back I realized that it could have been a mistake to swim. What if she would come before my bikini had dried up? If I was going to wet myself, I didn't want it to happen in wet bikini pants. I changed quickly to pink cotton panties (if you've read my other stories, you might have noticed that I've a special liking for pink cotton panties) and a thin, white tank top, which I'd cut off so that it just barely covered my small breasts (although my nipples were quite visible through the thin fabric). Finally she came. Today she was wearing a lilac bikini. I followed her at some distance. I didn't want her to detect me. Not yet, anyway. Then I lost sight of her. I proceeded carefully. When I was getting near the top of the dune behind which she'd disappeared, I started to crawl the last bit so that she wouldn't caught sight of me. I raised my head slowly and looked down the slope on the other side. Oh, there she was! My heart pounded heavily inside my chest. She was standing at the bottom of the slope, not far from me. But she wasn't standing still, she was fidgety tripping around. At first I could only see her from behind but when she turned around I saw that she had both hands jammed in between her thighs. I took a breathe so sudden that I almost choked. She must be soo desperate, I thought. And I realized that that was the case for me too. Actually, I felt a spurt of pee in my panties, and I too had to jam my hands between my thighs, press them hard against my crotch to stop peeing. Her legs intertwined. She must be on the verge to wet herself now, I thought. I stood up and took a step over the edge of the dune. But with my hands still jammed between my clenched thighs I was so clumsy, I tripped and fell down the slope. I rolled down the sand and landed only a few feet from the girl's feet. I looked up at her. "I'm sorry, I didn't know someone was here. I tripped. Sorry... I'm so terribly clumsy..." I was rambling, not knowing what I should say in this situation. This was not how I'd planned my entry onto the scene. "You're not hurt, are you?" She asked in a polite but yet forced way. She hadn't removed her hands from her crotch. I saw them moving. "Oh, no! Not at all", I answered, and added in an explaining way. "I came here to pee. You see, I'm frightfully desperate to pee!" I put my hands against my pussy again. She nodded. "Me too. I mean, I too have come to pee. V... very d... desperate also. Believe I... can't hold on any longer!" "B... but..." I stuttered. "But you've got your swimming pants on...?" "No time to put them off!" She yelled, and parted her legs. She was already peeing. Her swimming pants were no match for the forceful stream, that flooded through them and splashed onto the ground. Her face was as if transfigured with delight. I was so occupied by looking at her, that I at first wasn't aware of that also I was wetting myself. But my pee streaming between my fingers soon enough got me aware. And it felt so good! Repeated twitches announced the arrival of a wonderful orgasm. I tried to muffle my groans but when I came, I couldn't help squeaking "Eeeeh, eeeh, eeeeh!" We went on peeing for quite some time. When we stopped, she looked inquisitively at me. "You came, didn't you?" She'd still one hand on her pussy, slowly rubbing. "Uh... em..." I was still trembling from my orgasm and had some difficulties to articulate. Also I tried to gain a little time before I answered. "I think so - maybe - it sort of happened. Yes!" Before she continued, I thought I should take the initiative. "This wasn't the first time you went here to wet yourself, was it? I've seen you before coming back from here with wet bikini pants!" She blushed. "Uhm... it has happened..." "More than once!" I continued in a demanding voice. "Maybe..." Then we both started to laugh at the same time. The whole situation was so hilarious! When we stopped to catch our breathes, I asked her: "Now, when I've admitted that I came, I got to ask you if you didn't get any aroused at all?" She smiled. "Kind of..." Then she burst out laughing. "Hell, yes! I came too. At about the same time as you! What do you expect after all the pussy rubbing? But you didn't notice, because you were so up in the blue heaven, when you came, that you didn't notice! Quite nice squeaks you gave away!" She laughed again. And with her laughters resounding in my ears I think I'll end this story. But, yes, her name was Ellen! And also I might add that it was quite embarrassing, when we met four girls on our way back. One of them noticed the wet spots and pointed them out for the other. They giggled quite uncontrollably. And I knew that my pussy probably was pretty visible through my wet, thin cotton panties. Shit! Sometimes I can't stop writing, but now it's going to happen. Finally!
  3. The first time I got drunk, happened when I was just a little more than fourteen years old. I was alone at home, my mother was at a party at some good friends. As I was born in France, and lived there for about twelve years, before we moved to Sweden, I was used to have a glass of wine mixed with water sometimes at dinner. Well, that evening I got bored being alone, and started to search all the cupboards at our home to find something, that could excite me. In my mother's bedroom I detected a shelf full of the sexiest and wonderfully beautiful underwears. Stuff, that I'd never seen my mother wear. I got really excited and began to try on the most gossamer silk panties and bras. OK, the bras didn't fit, I had hardly any breasts at that age. Then I found sexy garterbelts with pointlace, looking so cute. And there were lots of nylon stockings. Everything felt so nice to touch! I chose panties, a garterbelt and stockings, all of them sinfully black, and put them on. I had some difficulties to find out how to attach the garters to the stocking tops, but eventually I managed. I looked for a dress or a skirt, but they were all too big for me. Then I found a very cute, white petticoat. After having wound its waistband several turns, it fitted rather well. I completed with a very transparent, light red, silk blouse. I looked at myself in the bedroom mirror. Wow!!! I thought I looked very sophisticated! I hitched up the petticoat. Wow again! I looked so sexy, I thought! I knew, I should have put those clothes back again, but I didn't expect my mother home for hours. So I kept them on and left the bedroom with a proud expression on my face. I thought something was missing though. Surely my face looked very pale and dull. I went to the bathroom and looked among her cosmetics. I put rouge on my cheeks. I liked the eyeliner, I'm proud of my drawing skill, and thought that I made very artistic and elegant eyelines. I smeared dark brown eyeshadow on my eyelids. With a brow pencil I hoped to make my eyebrows thinner and more elegant, finishing with a stylish turn on the ends. I didn't succeed to make my brows thinner; on the contrary actually. And the turns... they looked more like curbed sausages. But anyhow - not too bad for a beginner, I thought after several efforts. With the mascara I succeded very well. I have long eyelashes, and I brushed on a considerable amount of dark brown mascara on them. It made me look very seductive; that was my firm opinion. I finished with painting my lips with red lipstick. I was very pleased with the result, and could hardly tear myself from the mirror. Looking so very grown-up, I thought it would be quite alright to have a glass of wine. I went in to the living room and opened the liquor cabinet. There I caught sight of a bottle of sherry. I remembered, that I once been allowed to taste a few drops of sherry, and that I found it to taste delicious. I didn't think twice; I grabbed the bottle of sherry and quickly shut the cabinet. I wasn't sure of, which glass to choose. There were some rather small glasses, but I thought they were for strong spirits, and I was rather sure, that sherry was a wine. I chose one of the big wine glasses, and poured out a full glass. I tasted it. Yummy! It tasted even better than coca-cola! I brought the bottle and the glass with me to the living room, and sank down into an arm chair. I raised the glass in what I thought to be a sophisticated manner, and proposed a toast to myself. I went on proposing toasts to one friend after the other. The first glass was soon finished, and I poured out an other. I really liked sherry! I appointed it to be my favourite drink. Ever! For which I proposed another toast. By now I needed to pee. But not yet, I thought, I could easily hold on much longer. I emptied the second glass. I sensed a crave for biscuits, and stood up. I took a first step towards the kitchen, but it was like my legs no longer knew how to walk, and I stopped. I wobbled to and fro and then, suddenly, I found myself sitting in the chair again. I thought that was as it should; I didn't remember, why I stood up. Anyway, my head was kind of spinning, and I thought it was only wise to sit down. It was a funny feeling, like I was riding on a merry-go-round. I giggled. But the merry-go-round made me feel more in need to pee. I put a hand in between my thighs. The pettycoat road up, and I thought I looked very sexy in my mother's nylon stockings. I pressed my hand on the crotch of the black, sheer silk panties. I rubbed them gently against my pussy. It felt kind of good, and I thought there were no point in not to continue. So I did. After a while I realized, that my (well, my mother's) panties had become very wet from my pussy juices. Shit, what would my mother think? That thought didn't last long. Increasing feelings from my pussy took over every ounce of mental activity I might have had. I felt stronger and stronger twitches in my mimsy, and I was panting and moaning! I bounced and twisted myself around in the chair. I started to scream, and felt a strong spurt of pee coming out! Then another spurt and then I came in a mighty orgasm, making my sluices to open. It was like the orgasms never would stop to come! And I also peed like for ever. From some strange reason I wondered if my pee now tasted sherry. I cupped my hand under my pussy to fill it with pee. I managed to get a little, and brought it to my mouth and tasted it. It didn't taste as sherry at all. But it tasted good! "What are you doing!" It was my mother! It was like she'd emerged out of nowhere. I hadn't heard her coming. "Hi! You're already at home? Have you had a nice evening?" I thought the right thing was to be polite, although my last orgasm was still running riot in my pussy, and a last spurt of pee made its way through my... shit! I remembered - my mother's panties. I tried to stand up, and (miracle!) I succeded, but on very unsteady feet. Standing up I realized, that in the chair there was a big pool of my pee. With a splash I dipped back into the chair. "Victoria! You're drunk!" Yelled my mother. The rest was so painful, that I prefer to stop writing right now.
  4. Hi :) I do often pee myself even if I don't intend to, when I orgasm. It isn't like squirting something that isn't pee. That I've never been able to do. It is pee, it smells like pee and tastes like pee! I quite simply lose control of my bladder, when I orgasm. Sometimes it could be very embarrassing. For instance when it happens when I'm having sex for the first time with a girl, and she isn't prepared for the unexpected shower. Not every girl is into omorashi... And I remember an other incident that was super-embarrassing! It happened two years ago on a subway train. The train was absolutely full, but I'd gotten on it on an early station and had a window seat. I was surrounded by teenage girls. I understood from their conversation that they were on an excursion with their school class to a museum. One of the girls opposite me was very high-spirited, laughing and gesticulating, and she didn't seem to bother that her skirt rode up high on her thighs. As she sat with her thighs parted, I was able to see all the way up to her thin, pink panties. Of course I got very aroused from the sight. Covered by my bag in my lap I pressed my skirt in between my thighs and started to rub my pussy outside the skirt. With a considerable help from the train movements I reached a very nice orgasm in only a few minutes! It felt remarkably warm and wet, and it was difficult not to moan too loudly. And then I realized... the warm and wet feeling was actually due to the fact that I was wetting myself As my orgasm continued, I wasn't able to stop peeing. And as this wasn't enough, my bag fell down from my lap revealing my predicament for all people around. My pee poured through my panties, on to the seat and down to the floor between my legs! It was a total disaster! I was so humiliated :blush: All the girls and some other passengers too looked at me, round-eyed and with their mouths open. No one brought themselves to utter a word. I was aroused and aroused and I couldn't keep my orgasms from coming. But more than anything I was very frightened. And therefor I stood up, still peeing and coming, and almost ran down the aisle, pushing people in my way and leaving a trail of pee behind me. At the first station I jumped off the train and ran and ran until I was sure no one was following me. I was in panic and afraid someone had called the police. I called a friend and asked her to go and fetch me in her car. I've never heard anybody laugh so much as she did when I told her what happened! And she made me to stand on my knees on the floor in the car as she didn't want the seats wet from my pee. I cursed her but I had to do as she told me... Vikka
  5. Hey guys and gals. I had a very naughty wet weekend and rather than start three seperate topics for each story I am going to post them as one topic in three parts. I hope you enjoy, I know I did ;). Part 1 – Maid To Hold Me and Shadow don't celebrate Halloween personally but because it fell on Friday this year we knew it would be busy at work. Because of this we were both working alongside our bar staff. At 8 o'clock I came home because Shadow said he could handle it. He came home about half 10 as the crowd had died down. We were both shattered and just curled up in bed and watched a film. When we got up on Saturday morning we were both still tired so decided just to have a lazy day and rest up before we went out on Saturday night. He said he had to go sort a couple of things out then he would be home about lunchtime and we could then spend the afternoon chilling out. I said I would do a few things round the house whilst he was gone. As he kissed me goodbye and walked out of the door I suddenly felt really naughty and decided to give him a treat. As I said we don't celebrate Halloween but we both love role playing and we have a huge trunk full of costumes that we use. Some that we bought for fancy dress, some we used for cosplays and some we specifically bought for naughty adventures. As I planned to do some cleaning round the house I went and dug out my naughty maid outfit. I started with a pair of tight white lacy knickers then slid on my lacy white stockings. Then I put my on my maid dress which is a black and white corset and a very very short black frilly skirt which when I looked in the mirror only just covered the important bits leaving little to the imagination. I also decided to go without a bra and loved the way the material rubbed against my nipples and made them go hard and poke through. I finished off with a little white apron and a little white maids hat. I then slipped on my black heels to complete the outfit. I admired my ensemble in the mirror and my mind raced imagining what he would say when he saw it and what he would do. In my mind he was ripping it off me, throwing me on the bed and....and....i shook my head before I got too carried away. I went downstairs and made myself a cup of tea and sat drinking it whilst watching TV. About half an hour later I went back to the kitchen and decided to start tidying up. I made another cuppa and set about tidying things off the table and generally making things neater. I then continued to do this in both living rooms (we live in a big house) and went upstairs to tidy our bedroom and his office. By the time I was done I was quite warm so grabbed a glass of water. I started dusting round the living rooms and as I was my bladder suddenly made itself known. I hadn't peed since I got up and in that time I had had three cups of tea, a glass of water and a glass of orange juice. No wonder it was starting to get full. I dusted round all the rooms and came back to the kitchen. I decided the next job was to hoover. It wouldn't take long but I decided to have a sit down first. As I was sat at the table flicking through a magazine I noticed just how bad I needed to pee. I was starting to get quite desperate, my bladder filling up quite rapidly. I sat for about 15 minutes then decided if I didn't get motivated and do the hoovering it would never get done. As I stood up a wave of desperation hit me and I had to stand for a moment and let it pass. That was my motivation, I would pee once I had finished the hoovering so the quicker I got it done the quicker I could pee. I grabbed the vacuum cleaner out the cupboard and went upstairs and vacced round the bedrooms then came back downstairs, stopping to think about going to pee whilst upstairs but deciding downstairs wouldn't take too long and plus I was enjoying the feeling. I did the front living room and conservatory then started the back living room. I was lost in my own little world singing away when suddenly I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. I looked round and found Shadow stood in the door staring at me open mouthed. I turned off the hoover and winked at him asking if he liked his sexy little cleaner. He nodded and told me to continue, not wanting to interrupt me. I went back to cleaning as he sat down at the table. Now he was watching I over exaggerating my motions, leaning forward to clean giving him glimpses up my skirt. I finished up and took the hoover back to the cupboard. By now I was dying for a wee and had to dance on the spot whilst I put the hoover away. I walked back into the kitchen and walked over to him. I leant over the table right next to him to organise the magazines to tease him. As I did I put pressure on my bladder and I felt like I was about to lose it so I stood up and walked round him tracing my fingers along his neck. I walked towards the door heading for the bathroom and he grabbed my hand and pulled me back. He looked me up and down and stuck his hand out to touch my leg and I slapped it away saying “not yet you naughty boy, I still have work to do, im going for a wee then I have to clean the kitchen”. Again I set off towards the door and suddenly he shouted “where do you think you are going?”. I turned round and found him glaring at me. At first I was worried then I realised he had gone into roleplay. I love it when he does that, just out of nowhere starts roleplaying. “i was just going for a wee” I said. “I don't think so, I hired you to clean my house and does that look clean to you” he replied pointing at the dishes in the sink”. “I know, I'm going to do them, I just need a wee first”. He stood up and walked towards me. “I'm getting fed up of you, half arsed cleaning, slacking on the job, your attitude....If you can't prove to me you are a competent cleaner then I will have to hire someone else....so here you go, prove your worth” Against my bladders wishes I turned and walked towards the sink. I switched the tap on and winced as the water rushed into the bowl, the sound rushing straight to my bladder. I crossed my legs tight and waited for the bowl to fill. I put my hands into the bowl and as my hands came into contact with the warm water I felt like I was about to wet myself right there. I crossed my legs and set about washing the dishes. I kept having to bob down and squeeze my legs together to stop from peeing all over the floor. I knew he was watching me and every time I looked round he was staring at my legs. Knowing he was enjoying my actions was turning me on greatly and I could feel my knickers starting to get moist with love juice. I finally finished the washing up and braced myself as I tipped the water out of the bowl. I spun round and said “can I go now please”. He chuckled and said “are you just going to leave the plates there like that?”. I looked at them and said “if I dry them and put them away then can I go to the bathroom. He nodded and I recrossed my legs, grabbed the towel and set about drying the dishes. I dried them all and stacked them up then started putting them away. Having to walk round the kitchen to put things away was so hard when I was holding back a bursting bladder. I finally got everything put away and stood there in front of him dancing from foot to foot holding myself up my skirt. I asked if I could go to the bathroom now and he nodded and said “you can, after we check your work”. He told me to follow him and followed him out of the kitchen. We walked into the back living room and he looked round and nodded “this is acceptable good job”. He then grabbed my hand and led me to the front living room and said the same thing. We then went upstairs and walked into our bedroom. He looked around and started tutting. I asked what was wrong and he pointed to the clothes on the bed and the clutter on my desk and the shelves. “this is what im talking about, you start cleaning a room then you get distracted or slack off and it doesn't get finished, now finish this room and then you can go to the bathroom. I protested with him and he replied “do you want to keep your job, I can quite easily hire another cleaner”. I set about tidying the clothes off the bed and putting them away. I kept having to stop and dance each time a wave of desperation ran through my body. I then set about organising my desk and straightening it up. As I did he sat on the bed watching me. It was turning me on so much being forced to hold on without actually being told to hold on. Lots of times he makes me hold and I love it but this was different in that he wasn't telling me hold. I had to hold on whilst I did things and it felt so good. I finally finished cleaning the room.....or so I thought. As I walked towards the door to admire my work he stood up and said “i think you missed something”. I looked round wondering what then noticed the bed was unmade. I winced as a huge wave of desperation flooded through me and made my pee hole tremble. I gained control and went over and made the bed. In my desperate state it took a while but I got it done. He nodded and said “see, you are a good cleaner, you just need to focus”. Now you can to go to the bathroom. Just hearing that almost made me burst. I dashed across the landing into the bathroom and the sight of the toilet in front of me made it feel 100x worse. I felt seconds away from wetting myself. As I walked towards to the toilet he grabbed my hand. I looked at him and asked what was up. “You asked to come to the bathroom and now you are here, but you still have to prove to me you are worth while and this is the final room that needs cleaning, do a good job and you may just keep your job”. I groaned in desperation. Being so close to relief was torture but at the same time I was loving it. This was going to be tough. I started with the shower. I grabbed a cloth and turned the shower on to wash down the glass walls. The sound of the running water was too much and drips started to escape past my aching pee hole and dampen my knickers. I had to hurry. I quickly finished the shower then walked over and wiped round the bath. Then the sink. By the time I had done I was seriously bursting. My bladder was about to explode, I kept on losing drips into my knickers and felt like any second they would turn into a flood. How I was going to hold on during the next bit I had no idea but I had to try. I turned to the toilet and knelt down in front of it. As I started wiping around it my bladder started contracting like crazy. A leak escaped, and another. They wouldn't stop. They just kept spraying out of my pee hole which I could no longer keep closed. I Jammed my hand up my skirt and pushed against it to help keep the leaks contained. Finally I finished cleaning it and stood up, dancing from foot to foot. I looked at him and he had a look of desire on his face. I asked what was wrong and he said “you have no idea how sexy the sound of your heels are clicking on the floor as you dance in desperation”. He then resumed his role and came over to inspect. “that looks good to me”. “can I go pee now” I asked. “ya know what, forget roleplaying watching you dance around like that is too sexy. I giggled and said “glad you are enjoying it so much, but if you don't let me use the toilet in the next few seconds im going to wee myself. Im already leaking like mad”. “oh really, lift up your skirt”. I lifted up my skirt and showed him the yellow patch that had started to form on the front of my white knickers. He smiled at it and said “you can't pee just yet, that would be too nice of me, however you can sit on the toilet”. I looked at him and said “im not sitting on the toilet if im not allowed to pee, that would be torture. He glared at me and said “did that sound like a suggestion, that was an order missy, sit on the toilet and if you dare wet your knickers then you will be punished. I giggled and said “but you know how much I enjoy being punished so its win win”. He chuckled and said “if you choose not to sit on the toilet, or you sit on the toilet and you pee then I know how to punish you....im guessing by now you are feeling more than a little horny and would love nothing more than for me to slide my tongue into your knickers and make you cum. My eyes widened and I nodded, I did want that, I wanted that so bad. “well....if you are a good girl then I will do that, if you are bad however I won't do that and you wont get to cum”. I immediately sat down on the toilet. I wanted to cum so bad so I had to be a good girl. But sitting on the toilet was so hard, my bladder was trying to relax and force my pee hole to open up and let the flood commence. I was trying so hard to hold on but a leak escaped. I gasped and he said “to make it even more interesting, if I hear a single splash of pee in that toilet you will have to make me cum first. This is something we love doing. One of us will get really desperate and then when they are about to wet themselves they have to play with the other person and make them cum, only when they have made them cum can they go pee. I was torn, I wanted to pee so bad and wanted to be a good girl but on the other hand I wanted to play with him. Before I could do anything I spurted, luckily my knickers soaked it up but then just as I was sighing in relief I spurted again and this one shot straight through my knickers and landed in the water below. He heard it and walked towards me. I watched as he pulled his cock out and said “you know the rules”. I leant forward and wrapped my lips around it and began sucking it. Hearing him moan made me horny and the more horny I got the more harder it got to hold. All I had to do was make him blow his load then I could pee, I knew how to do it, he wouldn't be able to hold it back for long. I pulled back and started stroking with my hands and looked up at him. “ooooooo please cum for me baby, im so desperate for a wee, if you don't cum soon Im going to wet my knickers and be a very naughty girl, please please please cum for me, I want it so bad, im about to burst”. After a minute or so of me saying these things I felt his cock tighten in my hand and I wrapped my lips around his cock and as soon as I felt his cum burst onto my tongue my bladder just gave up and I lost all control and burst. The pee gushed out of my pee hole and soaked through my knickers into the toilet. I moaned in relief as I licked up all his cum. My bladder finally emptied and I pulled back sighing in pure relief. He looked at me smiling and said “i know I said if you were bad you would be punished but guess what.....I love naughty girls”. He grabbed my hand and led me into the bedroom and through me down onto the bed. His fingers ran up my skirt and began rubbing my throbbing pussy through my pee soaked knickers. My entire body bucked in response and within seconds I was shaking as he brought me to a powerful orgasm. Before the first one had finished he stuck his head up my skirt and began licking at my swollen clit making me cum over and over again. After what felt like an eternity of orgasmic bliss I could only lay on the bed shaking and moaning as I slowly recovered. When I finally recovered some energy I slid my knickers off, climbed on top of him and fucked him like the naughty maid I was. Two hours later my maid costume was thrown all over the bedroom and we were both laid in pools of sweat completely spent. We spent the rest of the afternoon laid like that watching TV until it was time to get ready to go out...... End of part 1 Part 2 – Harley and a Black Cat …...I could have laid there all night but we had to get ready as we were going to a party. I will use this opportunity to clear some confusion about the people I mention in my stories. There is Shadow or Matty, he is my husband, Casey who is my twin sister and kieran who has been Shadow's best friend since they were babies and is now engaged to my sister. Sometimes I say matt’s mate and sometimes I say my sisters bf, they are one and the same. That should clear up some confusion. Any way as I was saying we were going to a party, every year Kieran's mum throws a fancy dress party as it is her birthday on the second of November and coincides with Halloween weekend. However it isn't Halloween themed, we don't dress as witches or devils, its just a fancy dress party. This year the theme was Movie/comic villains. This year we decided to go as The Joker and Harley Quinn. We got up and went and showered then Shadow set about doing his make up for the Joker. I couldn't decide which Harley to go as, it was a toss up between Original Harley and Arkham Harley. I decided to go with original Harley as I have done Arkham Harley earlier this year for a party. I put on some heart pattern knickers and then put my jumpsuit on. I love wearing it as it is so tight and moulds to my body. Once again I chose to skip wearing a bra and once again my nipples were poking through the material. I then put on my pumps, my mask and my bell hat and I was ready. I went downstairs and sat in the living room. My sister came downstairs 10 minutes later in her Black Cat costume and boy did she look sexy in her tight leather catsuit showing plenty of cleavage....even sexier when she put her white wig and white gloves on. Then with the Joker and Hobgoblin we had our set. We had a great evening at the party and saw lots of great costumes and because it was kieran's mum we always stay until the very end and we were the last ones there. After asking many many times if she wanted help cleaning up and being shot down we decided to head home. We got in the car and set off to drop Kieran's sister off home. As we drove along all the wine and other drinks I had consumed throughout the evening were finding their way to my bladder and were rapidly filling it up. I crossed my legs over each other and gently wiggled. By the time we got his sisters house I was really desperate. She got out of the car and waved us goodbye. Now it was just us four in the car I didn't need to be so shy about my need. I started wiggling and pee dancing in the back seat and my sister said “you too huh?”. I looked at her and she said “im busting for a wee too”. It was then I noticed her squirming. We drove along for another 10 minutes and my bladder just filled more and more, I was dying for a wee and was starting to doubt if I would make it home. My sister kept asking Matty to hurry up and get a shift on. 5 minutes later I was starting to have an accident. I kept leaking into my knickers and judging by my sister she was the same. We finally got home and we jumped out of the car and we were both stood by the door dancing like mad. “hurry up and open the door, i'm about to wet myself” I said. Matty opened the door and we all went inside. As we were kicking our shoes off Kieran said “btw girls, first dibs on the bathroom” and dashed upstairs. We dashed up after him and stood on the landing dancing around like mad clutching our pussies. I felt my fingers getting wet as the leaks kept coming. My bladder felt rock hard bulging against the spandex of my jumpsuit. After a couple of minutes Kieran came out of the bathroom and as I watched her wet patch getting rapidly bigger I told her she could go first. We went in together and she ran to the toilet. She suddenly gasped and said “oh god oh god oh god Gemmy can you undo my zip on the back.....oooooo hurry hurry hurry its coming out”. I walked over and pulled down her zip for her. She then went into a flurry of movement as she desperately tried to escape from her catsuit. She kept stopping and squeezing her legs and moaning. She eventually got it down and plonked down on the toilet and immediately pee'd through her knickers. That was it, the sound of her pee cascading into the toilet coupled with the sound of her relieved sigh was too much for my poor bladder and I started spurting uncontrollably. I jammed my hand against my pee hole through my jumpsuit and stemmed the flow but now I was beside myself with desperation. I told her to hurry up over and over. Eventually she finished and flushed the toilet. The sound of all that water almost made me lose all control but I managed to keep my composure. I walked over to the toilet and then realised I was in a pickle. To take my jumpsuit off I would need both hands but If I moved my hand away from my pee hole there was no way it could hold back the flood on its own. I asked my sister to pull down my suit. She started pulling it down slowly, giggling as she exposed my pointy nipples. She reached my waist and told me to take my hand away. I told her I couldn't without starting to wet myself. She said she would do it quick and I braced myself. She grabbed my suit again and said “NOW”. I pulled my hand away and felt pee start to trickle out into my knickers. She yanked the suit down past my kness and as she did my pee hole burst open and I started to pee uncontrollably. I quickly moved over the toilet and pee'd through the knickers. It felt incredible. I sighed in ecstatic relief as my bladder emptied. Once it had completely emptied I stood up and kicked off my suit. I walked into my bedroom and Matty asked If I wanted a cuppa. I said I did and he went downstairs. As I put my suit down I noticed my Arkham Asylum Harley costume on the bed from earlier and decided to give him one last Halloween treat. I took it into my sisters room and put it on. Put the boots on and fixed my hair. When I heard him come back upstairs I went and stood at my bedroom door and admired him in his joker coat. In my Cutesy Harley voice I said “oh Mr J. you look so handsome”. He turned round and his jaw dropped. I walked over and kissed him. We fell back onto the bed and continued making out. I felt his bulge pressing on my leg. “uh oh, whats that Mr J. is that one of your silly gags.....ooooh Mr J, whats this all about, did you enjoy watching me need to pee.....you are so naughty Mr J” We then proceeded to have some naughty Arkham Sexy time until we were both done and collapsed on each other and fell asleep...... End of Part 2 Part 3 – Mr J. Knows Best I woke up on Sunday morning and it took me a moment to realise why I was fully dressed. Then I remembered we had just fallen asleep after our naughty time. I looked down and giggled at my outfit. After I came round I noticed my bladder was crying for attention. All the drink from last night was sitting heavy in it and desperately wanted to be let out. I rolled over and found the Joker staring at me. He smiled and said good morning. I laughed and asked why he was still dressed up. He said he couldn't be bothered getting up to get changed and remove the make up. I laughed and went to get up. He asked where I was going and I said “for a wee cos im bursting and I'm almost making a puddle on the bed”. As I went to stand up I felt a hand on my arm and he pulled me back into bed. He laughed and said “oho no, you don't think im just going to let a desperate Harley Quinn leave do you”. I giggled and squirmed around wondering what he had in mind. He looked at me and said Mr J. wants you to hold it for him. I sat on top of him and squirmed like mad as my bladder pushed down on my peehole. After 15 minutes I was seriously close to exploding all over him and told him I was about to wee myself. He looked at and grinned, which when he does his evil grin like that I know he is up to something but when he did it with joker make up and green hair he just looked freaky as hell and I found it so exciting. He flipped me over and then got up and went to the cupboard. He came back with my spread bar. If you dont know what a spread bar is it is a metal pole with straps either end that is designed to be strapped around each of your ankles and is to stop you from being able to close your legs, we use it a lot for bdsm. He spread me legs open and strapped my ankles in and extended the pole so they were open as wide as they would go. He then laid down next to me and ran his fingers up my skirt and started to rub my pussy. Within minutes I was dripping wet and on edge and felt like I was about to cum and pee. He looked at me and it was then I knew what he was doing. My whole body tensed in excitement as his lips parted and he said “100”. I posted a thread last week about this, the 100 – 1 challenge is where you get on edge then you have to rub yourself and not stop while you countdown from 100 and you can't cum till you reach 1...or at least try not to. We do it with both cumming and peeing. All I had to do was concentrate on not peeing or cumming until he reached 1, but the way I felt I was about to do both right there and then. 99....... 98........ 97........ 96....... 95....... 94........ I was squirming around in ecstasy as he counted down at a snails pace, there was no way I was going to make it 1. My whole body was aching as it teetered on the edge of exploding. 85....... 84........ 83......... 82........ 81........ To make matters worse he started to lick and suck on my nipples and every so often would smack them making them throb and almost make me lose control. By the time he reached 50 I was going crazy. I was leaking pee into my knickers, I was dripping love juice everywhere, I was starting to shake, I couldn't stop moaning. I said I was going to cum and suddenly he slapped me and said “don't you dare”. This really didn't help, I get so turned on when he slaps me, not viciously dont worry, just enough to sting my cheek. His mouth appeared next to my ear and he started to whisper the numbers into my ear. 44......... 43......... 42......... “i bet you want to cum right now dont you” 41........... 40.......... “why don't you just pee, it will feel so good”. He was sending me closer to the edge of losing all control and wished he would hurry up and get to 1. I was going light-headed with the concentration of holding back my bladder and my orgasm. I zoned out completely. I could hear him counting in my ear but I had no idea where he was. My entire body was on fire, the pleasure coursing through me was unbearable. My bladder was aching so bad but yet only added to the pleasure. He must have sensed I was zoned out as he slapped me again. I squealed in ecstasy. He spoke again and he was down to 20. Oh god it was so close, so close to being able to let go, thats all I wanted. The leaks were getting bigger and bigger, I could feel a puddle forming under my bum. He got to 10, then to 5 then to 2 then he whispered in my ear, by the way baby, this is the triple challenge. I moaned out in desperation but I just got more excited. The triple challenge is where we get to 1 then start at 50 then when you get to 1 again you start at 25. He said 50 and began the countdown back to 1. By the time he hit 30 I was spurting like mad. I wanted to squeeze my legs around my aching pee hole but the bar wouldn’t allow it and every time I tried to put my hand there he slapped it away. I resorted to just gripping the sheets. I wasn't paying attention, I was just enjoying the feeling then I heard him say 1 and go to 25. This was it, the final stretch, I could do it, I had to do it. My bladder starting squeezing harder and harder and I was in serious danger of losing it. An eternity seem to pass then I heard - 6....... 5............. 4....................... 3................................... 2....................................................... 1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! “cum for me baby”. The moment he said those words I let go and my entire body exploded in intense unbearable pleasure and as it did I felt my pee hole open and my bladder empty all over the bed. I could only lay there as this feeling ripped through me. I never wanted it to stop....and it wouldn’t. He kept on rubbing my clit making it keep going. I went light-headed, my eyes went white and then there was nothing but the feeling. I came round about 10 minutes later laid in a puddle of pee and cum feeling absolutely wrecked. If only it was Halloween every week ;) The End Hope you enjoyed the account of my naughty Halloween weekend. Gemmy xx
  6. I realized i haven't posted anything lately... i've been working on a piece of fiction, and it's taking a lot of time and effort, but i wanted to share this with you folks. WARNING: this is a bit explicit, OK ? This is a description of what i was doing on Wednesday night. (5/8) I was chatting online with my middle sister, and holding the way i usually do... since i really had to pee, i was already in kind of an aroused state when she sent me a link to a video which was very hot and explicit (yes, we are very naughty with each other, i know). the next day, i sent her this message: Oh, sis ! i can't believe what you did to me last nite... after i watched that video clip, i was so excited i went downstairs and asked Norah to make me happy right away. She laughed and said " Have you been talking with your sister again ?" i nodded, and she said, "Your little sister is very good at this, isn't she?" i nodded again. She said "I know you must be very, very excited right now, aren't you?" i said "OMG, i can't stand it... could you please let me have my happy time now?" i was desperate to pee, but i also really wanted that too. She smiled and said "I love seeing you like this so much... I think i'll have to make you wait a little bit." She sat me on her lap just like a little girl in front of the computer, and then... She told me to show her what had gotten me so turned on, and we watched it together. Three more times, she made me watch it., sis... omg... OMG... OMG ! By now i was so ready... my black cotton panties were totally wet with my girl juice, and of course by now i was leaking pretty steadily too, the pee was soaking them also. When she put her soft hand down there to feel it, and started to caress me ever so gently with just her fingertips... omg, sis... i was shivering and shuddering... her other hand reached up under my t-shirt and she cupped my breast and rubbed my nipple, rolling it in her fingers... omg.... i was starting to let out little gasps and moans of pleasure almost constantly as she increased the pressure of her fingers on my love lips, then she slipped her hand inside my panties and found my joy button... a few moments of that, and i was coming like crazy, sis... OMG, and when she stuck two fingers inside of me and squeezed my nipple hard, i came again ! and then i squirted a little too, but i think it was just a little pee... you know i kind of always do that when i'm really excited and i come... at least, i always thought i was peeing... but now you have me thinking maybe it's what those other girls are doing. omg, have i been squirting all this time and didn't realize it? how can i tell ? all i know for sure is after that, i definitely peed all over Norah's hand as she kept it pressed against me... i peed a lot, too. and then she gave me another happy time, OMG ! Oh, sis ! Thank you for always being there for me, and for helping me to have yet another wonderful experience with Norah. She told me i had to thank you profusely for my orgasms last night and tell you how grateful i am to both you and her for such a nice happy time. i am... i really am so very grateful. Thank you, my sweet sister, my friend... ... omg... thank you ! (btw, before i posted this, i asked her permission, and she said it was OK)
  7. FetishGuru

    My First Wet-Sex

    As some of you may know from me - I have posted a number of stories to the site "Experience Project" -- but with their recent change in policy - MANY stories are being deleted outright for being too racy or sexual. I have decided to transfer one of my earlier stories to Omo.org because it may not be long before it's deleted from EP. I may have to edit, or re-word some of the later parts of this story even for Omo; but I wanted to upload it somewhere to have it remain; should EP delete everything. So, without any further delay: My First Wet-sex...... Hey guys/gals Guru here, Just wanted to give you guys a story of how my interest in the wet-sex part of my fetish interest(s) kind of took flight. I had been dating a girl in high school and she and I became very sexually active with one another. (You know the whole feeling of once you do it once you can't stop? Yeah that was us; like two little 17 year old rabbits). We lived about 25 miles apart from one another which made travel at that time with "junior's licenses" almost impossible, so several weekends month we would stay overnight at each others houses. One particular and (magical) day; I had been staying over at her house over night; and naturally she and I were asleep in the same bed. Approx 5am I awoke to a rather full bladder sensation as most of us normally do in the morning - but being that it was that early; I shrugged it off and fell back asleep. Now her parents both worked rotating shifts at their respective jobs - and wouldn't you know it, but this morning they BOTH had to be to work for a 7am-3pm shift. I knew in the back of my mind - they would have to be gone by 6:30am at the latest; so I knew I could comfortably wait until then before having to go piss. At around 6:15, I awoke again to both my own urges as well as feeling my girlfriend rolling about beside me. She was still in slumber, but very uncomfortable constantly shifting and rolling her legs together. I realized that she probably had to go pee about as bad as me - so I thought I would enjoy her body a bit as she slept. I slid my hand just under the edge of the waistband on her panties and I could clearly feel she had quite the bulge growing. She was DEFINITELY was full and surely uncomfortable with such a load of piss inside her small body. She must have been starting to wake up at this point and just as I heard her parents slam their car doors and leave for work; she pushed my hand away from her bladder; and slide her own hand down and began holding her crotch with her fingers. At this point; I was at "full attention" not only from the "Morning Wood," but the severe urge to piss as well; so HARD was an understatement. I placed my hand directly on top of hers feeling her rhythmically kneeling her pussy attempting to prolong her holding and stay even partially asleep. Eventually her grasping became almost full-out rubbing; and I slid my hand inside of her.....so she would have to use my hand to rub herself with. She was clearly awake now, and had no objection with using my hand to masturbate herself with. For about 5-10 minutes she lay there waking up to a screaming bladder with me rubbing her pussy. As I masturbated her, I began to slide my entire body up between her legs; and she quickly realized what my intentions were she spoke up. "No no no; I'll have to be on top; I have to piss so bad right now!" ......Who was I to say a word.....I rolled over on my back with my raging hardness just begging for attention. She took only a few seconds to toss her panties to the ground and slowly....the slowest she had EVER slide down over the top of me......lowered down over my entire length. As she was doing so she continued to suck in a deep breath; this girl was BURSTING! I said, "are you okay to do this?" and as she slowly began to slide up and down on me she said "I will have to go slow, and I can't promise you I'll be able to hold it; okay?"...."should you go piss Hun?" I said. "No time" she said; "I need this inside me now, or I won't be able to even hold it through sex, besides I'm so horny right now - I couldn't stop if I wanted to!" I had never felt this girl (who at that age) was already pretty tight; feel so amazing inside. It was like she was squeezing every muscle inside herself around me. She was quickly becoming more and more into her motion and less about the pressure ready to explode inside her. Faster and faster she bounced on me; it was like I could almost hear the bladder full of piss inside her sloshing up and down with every thrust. I could tell that she would be seconds away from an explosive orgasm and wondered if she was going to stop; for fear of losing control. "I can't stop, I can't stop!" she moaned. I wasn't sure if she was talking about not being able to hold back the orgasm or has she already began losing control. Both of my questions were answered in the same, heavenly, unforgettable moment. She threw her head back and thrust down on top of me with such force I could have sworn I penetrated her lungs. She exploded into the biggest, loudest, most powerful orgasm I had ever see her produce. She knew it, and I knew it, there was NOTHING that that was going to stop what happened next and neither of us could have cared less. Upon her next "lift" as she was riding me - her hot piss began to GUSH uncontrollably around me and all over my stomach. For the next unforgettable 5-10 minutes; she continued to slide up and down on my shaft gushing out piss with every thrust. In total, she had three orgasms and emptied herself all over both of us and the bed, coming to rest laying face-first against my chest......her breathing just heaving and gasping for air. "Holy shit." was her only words. I continued to slowly thrust up inside her as she came down from her "explosion. Until she looked up at me and said "that, was amazing!"...."Yes Hun, without a doubt; but baby - I'm bursting - and I need to "finish" as well.......should I do it here?" ......she warned me her bed couldn't take any more piss in it - and that we should quickly move to the shower, where we could both finish properly. (EDITED for Omo.Org: "We went to the shower and finished properly" ) After finishing, and showering off together. We got out, and talked about what had just happened. How we should "approach it".....and in the end we realized something had just blossomed right there that morning. We both had the best sex of our lives; and enjoy EVERY second of what happened; including the explosions of piss. I'm telling you all of this incident not to hear of the "omg that was so hot" type of stupid comments you see all over the place, but to show you all that this type of intimate moment can occur to anyone, at any time. It's not something to be ashamed of, or feel weird about. If you're 17 like I was, or you're 57 or even somewhere in between. Sex is meant to feel good; and adding a bit of "spice" to your sex or masturbation can be EXACTLY what the Guru ordered. ;) If you enjoyed the description of my event; and have a similar event and would like to share, feel free to. I welcome email, comments, as well as questions. In the famous words of Dr. Seuss: "Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." Enjoy the day, and smile - for today is a blessing! *hugs* -Guru-
  8. What I'm going to tell now, happened when I was fiifteen years old. I'd been living in Sweden for some years, in Stockholm. I've told you before, how I came to love wetting myselff, when I was ten. At the age of fifteen a new element of the thrill had been added, The sexual element! I'd been aware of that peeing myself, especially in public, always made me extremely aroused. It was a Sunday, and I had no school. I had a rather late breakfast. Both my mother and I liked to sleep long in Sunday mornings. I woke up with only one thought in my mind. This Sunday I would dedicate to wetting adventures! At first I was thinking of skipping my morning pee, just to save it for later... But that didn't work. Already on my way to the bathroom to wash, pee began to dribble in my sleeping panties! I had to run to the bathroom, pressing my hands in between my thighs, and hadn't even time to pull down my panties before I sat down on the toilet. My pee gushed forcefully through my panties and splashed to the water. It felt like a bliss, and even before I'd stopped peeing, I began to stroke my pussy on the outside of my panties. Only a few strokes were needed before I came! I gave my panties a quick wash and hung them up in the back of my wardrobe to dry. I got to confess, that this was a pretty normal start of a day of mine. It happens quite often, that I begin dribble in my sleeping panties as soon as I've got out of my bed... Anyway, having already peed meant, that I had to refill my bladder to be properly prepared for the wetting adventures I'd planned. I had three big mugs of tea and a couple of glasses of juice at breakfast. My mother noticed my extraordinary input of liquid. "Don't forget to go to the bathroom before you leave! You don't want an accident to happen!" She laughed. Think if she knew, that an accident was just what I was planning... I went to the underground station. I thought I would go to the big parks Gärdet and Djurgården , and see what wetting mischiefs I could find out there. I already felt a need to pee, when I entered the train. From some reason there were only a few wagons, and a lot of people wanted to go downtown or further to Gärdet. So all seats were filled and I had to stand up. I was sqeezed in between some women. In front of me was a nice looking blonde woman, maybe around twentyfive years old. At the next station more people came on board and the blonde was pressed against me. When the train started again, she didn't triy to move to give some space between us. On the contrary, I felt her breasts rubbing with the movements of the train against mine. As she looked so nice, I didn't feel intimidated by the intimacy. I rather began to become a little aroused. After the next station we were even more cramped up. I felt her tummy grind against mine. So far I couldn't decide whether she did it on purpose or not. But it felt very exciting! But then something happened, that couldn't be accidental. She put an arm around me and placed her hand on my bottom, pulling me tighter against her. One of her legs pressed in between my thighs. I stood straddle-legged to keep my balance, so it was easily done. As she was much taller than me, I soon felt her thigh rubbing against my crotch. This far I had been passive, but now I started to feel really randy. I couldn't help grinding my pussy against her thigh. We were standing cheek to cheek and I felt her breath on my ear. The next thing was, that she managed to sneak a hand in between our bodies and then inside my skirt waistband. Her hand went on outside my panties and reached upon my pussy. I got aroused, aroused aroused! And I got naughty! Really naughty... I felt that I was almost desperate to pee, and I thought: Why not! I began peeing my panties, starting with a tiny stream. Then I tried to stop peeing, but I couldn't. My pee continued to flow. And flow. My wetting didn't keep the blonde from going on caressing my pussy. She gently rubbed my pussy at the same time as one finger was slowly stroking my labia. I panted heavily and to muffle my moans I pressed my mouth against her shoulder. My first orgasm came before I've stopped peeing! I bit my lips so I shouldn't scream. It was so awsome! I had several orgasms in a row! When the train stopped at the Stockholm Central, I was still coming and barely fully conscious. Most of the passengers left the train and I dropped into a seat. When I looked up, the blonde was vanished. Afterwards I was wondering if not anyone witnessed, what we were doing. But I didn't hear any remarks, and I believe that the fact, that the train was so crowded, hindered people to notice what took place from the waist and downwards. I was very disappointed, that the blonde disappeared. I had so much wanted to give her some orgasms as well! And maybe get some more myself!
  9. At the time when I was around fifteen years old we were 4-5 girls, who liked to play naughty panty-wetting games now and then. Sometimes it could be just two of us and other times it could be all of us. We called ourselves "The Wet Pack" (which name of course was inspired by "The Rat Pack"; you know, the group consisting of Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Sammy Davis Jr, Peter Lawford and one more, who's name I've forgotten). I'll tell you that we had lots and lots of fun. But this story won't be about The Wet Pack, I'm only mentioning it as a background to the actual story I'm about to tell now. One day when I'd finished school and was crossing a park, a girl passed me. She stopped and turned to me. I recognised her, she was at the senior classes at the same school as I. "Hey, you're Vikka, aren't you?" I wondered what she wanted. "Yeah...", I answered hesitantly. I was a bit worried about her intentions. After all she was a senior, and I thought nothing good could come out of a senior. Usually when they caught sight of a junior girl by herself they seemed to become overwhelmed by evil desires to harass said junior. And in this case I was the said junior; hence my worry. "Come!" She commanded in a harsh voice. "I want to talk to you!" She took a firm grip of my left upper arm and dragged me with her. At a corner of the park was a ramshackle shed surrounded by bushes, and she brought me behind the shed. Now I was really scared and I started to blubber with tears in my eyes. "What are you doing? Why are we here? I haven't done anything..." She looked at me but remained silent. She was much taller than I and obviously much stronger, her grip of my arm really hurt. It would probably leave bruises. I thought I remembered her name, or nickname, I believed it was Pallas. I'd admired her at a distance at school. She was good-looking and what I admired most was her breasts. They made me very envious as they were so big and well-shaped. By contrast with my tiny tits. Finally she spoke. "You know my little sister, don't you? She is in the same class as you." I was thinking. But I couldn't come up with a name. I hadn't the faintest idea of who she meant. I shook my head. "I-- I don't know", I sobbed. Her grip on my arm hardened. "My little sister is Ella, and I think you know her very well!" So I did. Ella was a member of The Wet Pack. I didn't know that Pallas was her sister. "Yesterday I caught Ella red-handed", she said. "Do you get me?" "N--no." "I think you might have a rough guess. But I'll tell you exactly what happened. I was going to the bathroom. When I entered I saw Ella standing in the bathtub. She had all her clothes on, but her skirt was hitched up. And can you guess what she was doing? Well, I believe you can! She was peeing herself through her panties and tights into the empty tub. That's what she was doing, did it surprise you? Probably not, because afterwards I had a long talk with her and she told me everything. In the end I felt sorry for her and I promised her not to tell anyone. But I told her that I should talk to you as she said you are the leader of The Wet Pack." Shit! Ella had even snitched about The Wet Pack! I felt totally humiliated. Pallas continued: "Now you should know this: I love my sister and , as surprisingly it might sound, I have no intention to prevent her from doing something she obviously likes. I've got some kinks too, and as long as one doesn't harm anybody, I believe it's ok. I can even go so far as to admit that I'm a bit curious about that panty wetting thing. And that's why I'm talking to you now. I want you to do what I'll tell you as it's something I obviously couldn't ask my own little sister to do. I could see that you got really scared before, and probably still are. Which I like, it's kind of part of the kinks that turns me on." She looked at me and smiled mischievously. Then she took upon herself a stern expression. "Come and stand before me!" I did as I was told. I was less scared now. I was more curious about what she was up to. I wiped away my tears and gave her a shy smile. "This is not a laughing matter!" She shouted. "Pull up your skirt!" I hesitated. What was she up to? "Now!" She raised her hand as she was going to slap me. I got scared and hurried to clutch the hem of my skirt and pull it up to my waist. I was so embarrassed as I knew that there would be a wet spot on my panties. "What's that? That wet stain?" She pointed at it. I was silent. Again she raised her hand. "Is it pee?" "N-- no", I stuttered. I was blushing heavily. "Not pee... So what is it then?" She shouted. I began to cry. "It's-- it's-- I mean-- I was touching myself. Before." Tears ran down my cheeks. It was so humiliating. "Before? Before! Where before? And when? It must have been only just, it's still showing. You've just finished classes. How did you get the time? I've followed you since you left your class room!" "D-- during l--last class", I sobbed. "You masturbated during the lesson? Didn't anyone notice? Did you even get an orgasm?" I nodded. "No one noticed." "Shit! You're brave, I'll give you that! But now we'll get on. It's simple. I want you to pee yourself! I want to see for myself what it is that's so fascinating about peeing one's panties. Go on!" I parted my legs. Nothing happened. Yet I really had to pee but I guess I was feeling a bit too awkward to do it in front of my friend's elder sister. "It's not coming", I whispered. "I'm too afraid." She looked at me. I noticed that she didn't look so angry and harsh anymore. "Just relax. I promise, I'll not harm you. You look so cute, standing with your legs parted and showing your pretty panties. Just let it go!" And at just that moment I succeeded! At first some drops of pee trickled through my panties and gradually it became a steady flow, soaking my panties. Pallas took a step towards me. She reached out her right hand and put it on my crotch, right in the middle of the pee stream. "Ella told me that you like to get your pussy touched while you'r peeing, is that right?" I nodded. Of course I liked it! And now it felt extra horny! To get my pussy fingered by a senior school girl, an elder sister to one of my best friends! I moved my hips forth and fro, my pee splattered around! I panted heavily, I moaned and groaned. I did my best to muffle the screms that forced their way out through my throat. The parkway with walking people passed near us. "Oh, Vikka, little lass!" Pallas moaned. She'd pushed her skirt in between her thighs and was stroking herself with her other hand. "P... Pallas, I'm coming now!! Awwww!!!!" My orgasm hit me so hard that I wasn't able to stand up anymore. I sank down to the grass. Pallas followed me down until she was on her knees before me, still with her hand gently stroking my pussy. My whole body was shaking and several orgasms followed the first one. Pallas kissed me! I thought it was a wonderful, wonderful kiss! I kissed her back and leaned into her arms. "Now I see why my sister love you so much", Pallas whispered in my ear. We kissed again. And again! "Vikka, my little baby, now it's my turn to wet myself as a baby girl. I must know how it feels!" We stood up. I was so thrilled! A senior wanted to pee herself in front of me! Pallas pulled up her skirt. She was wearing nylon stay-ups and very thin, silky, blue panties. They had a rather big wet spot, showing how aroused she'd become. Slowly she parted her legs and it wasn't long before she started to pee! "Oh, it feels so wonderful!" She whispered. "So warm and nice!" Pallas took my hand and put it right upon her flowing pussy! She was right! Her pee was warm and nice! I felt her stiff, erected clit poking at her soaking panties, and caressed it eagerly! She was moving her hips so violently, that her pee splashed on my legs. "Yeee...yeee...", she squeaked. "V... ik... ka! I'm coming now!!! Yeeeeee...!" She hugged me hard, and as she was still peeing, my skirt got totally soaked! She got another orgasm and we sat down at the grass. We kissed and kissed like forever. Our tongues swirled around eachother. She kept on mumbling: "My baby girl, my little baby girl!" Finally we stood up. We looked at eachother. Pallas took me in her arms and kissed me once more. "I got to hurry up", she said. "We have guests for dinner, and I've got to be proper dressed. But, Vikka, I don't think we should tell Ella about what we've done. It's our secret!" It remained our secret. But it wasn't the only time. She really liked to pretend that I was her baby girl. And I became very acquainted to her wonderful breasts!
  10. Izumi was on her way home from school. She was dressed in her school uniform; a pleated grey skirt, a white blouse and a blue jacket. She was a Japanese girl. Her parents had moved to France, where she was born. Her parents died in a traffic accident, when Izumi was five years old, and she was then adopted by a French couple, who hadn't any children of their own. Now she was fourteen years old, a very cute little girl. It was a rather long way home, but Izumi mostly preferred walking to going by bus. There was so much to look at and fantasize about on the way. She was a very imaginative girl and indulged herself in long daydreams. Especially she used to concoct long and detailed stories about herself as a girl, living in Japan. She'd never been in Japan but she read a lot of it, and had decided, that one day she would go there. On her way home she crossed a large park. It was a part of her way, which she liked very much. It was such a beautiful park with big trees and flowers of all colours. But especially she liked the many statues in the park. She fantasized about them getting alive and participate in her daydreams, doing all sorts of remarkable things! On her way she felt an increasing need to pee. But it was a feeling that didn't bother her. Actually she kind of loved that feeling. She was a real computer geek, and used to browse the internet a lot. And since she this last year had got in to her puberty, she'd become curious about the sex sites, which she now and then stumbled over on the net. And by a chance she'd come across something called "omorashi". At first she thought it to be very curious. How come it would be such a wonderful experience, as they alleged, to wet oneself? But she was curious about it, as omorashi was a Japanese term, and as it obviously seemed to be something, that many Japanese loved. It seemed almost to be some sort of a life style for many. When she read about omorashi, she began to become more and more excited, and even more so when she viewed pictures and videos. She also noticed, that omorashi seemed to be rather common among lesbians. She had herself been certain, that she was lesbian years ago. Anyway, she got convinced, that she should give omorashi a chance! So, one evening after dark she sneaked out. She'd prepared herself by drinking a lot of coca cola and she felt an increasing desperation coming on. She'd planned to go to a small park near her home. But she didn't come so far. Immediately as she'd left the house, she had to stop and put a hand against her crotch and press. She crossed her legs. A man and a woman came towards her. She gave them a troubled smile, when they passed, looking at her. Then she tried to walk a couple of steps. Well, she shouldn't... At once she felt a spurt of pee hit her panties! And then a few moments of dribbling... An other spurt, more forceful this time. So strong that it splashed down under her skirt between her legs, which she by now had opened. Then a steady stream began, which never seemed to cease. A young woman passed her from behind and then stopped, turned around and looked at her for a moment before she went on. Izumi felt both very aroused and very happy! She'd never felt something so wonderfully! When she was finished, she went back home and straight in to the bathroom, sat down on the toilet seat and began at once to stroke her pussy upon her wet, still dripping panties. It was less than a minute until she got the sweetest orgasm ever! And she didn't stop caressing her pussy. She came over and over again! Eventually she became aware of knocks at the door and her adoptive mother's voice: "Izumi! Are you ill?" More or less breathless, she answered, that she was alright. Now back to Izumi's walk home from school. As she walked through the park, she got more and more desperate. It was starting to hurt, and when she saw a park bench, she went there and sat down. She tried to press a hand under her waistband to reach her pussy, but her abdomen was so swollen from her over-filled bladder, that she had to unbutton her skirt first. She put her hand against her pussy and began to rub in circular movements. It eased her pain a little. She continued. She felt her panties moisten. It was beginning to feel good now! She panted more and more heavily and some occasional moans slipped through between her lips. The world around her faded away. She wasn't aware of, that a well dressed woman, maybe about twentyfive years old, had sat down beside her. And when the woman placed a hand on one of her thighs and stroke upwards, she felt it, but in her dizzy mind it only felt natural. Very nice and natural. The two hands began to co-work in the - for Izumi - most wonderful and exciting way! Izumi was petting her engorged and stiff clit and the woman concentrated to push Izumis panties in between her labias with two of her fingers. Suddenly Izumi raised her hips high up! She moaned and groaned and her hips rocked to and fro, when an earth-quaking orgasm hit her! And an other! Which also opened the sluices, forcing her pee to launch, drenching her panties completely! The small Japanese girl's body shook and writhed. Suddenly she became aware of the woman and threw herself over her, kissing her passionately! Izumi was in a state of ecstasy, she pulled up the woman's skirt with a violent movement and, before the woman had time to react, Izumi vehemently caressed her pussy! At that moment the woman discovered people coming in their direction. Reluctantly she moved away Izumi's fondling hand and pulled down both their skirts. She gripped Izumis shoulders and shook her gently until she began to come to her senses. The woman stood up. "You're a sweet girl", she whispered and kissed Izumi on her forehead. "I'll never forget you!" And then she went away. Izumi continued her way home on shaky legs, her panties still dripping.
  11. This was the ending to my overnight holding session on 4/13-4/14/13: OK, last night my goal was to hold until 3 AM when Norah would be home. Luckily i wasn't feeling really desperate at that point; even though i was feeling very full and was leaking a little, i knew i'd be able to hold until then because i had my little sister on PM keeping me distracted. She is so awesome, and i love her so much ! Then, when i heard the car in the driveway, i logged out of here and put my plan into action. i wanted to try to hold my pee while Norah made me happy, but i had a feeling i wasn't going to be able to, at least not totally. i went downstairs to greet her, and she gave me a huge hug and kisses on my neck which, as always, sent shivers through me. She asked me if i needed to pee, and i said "Yes, of course!". i did, pretty badly now... but i explained what i wanted her to do to me, and she agreed. She made me wait while she got changed into her black silk and lace nightie and got a couple of toys, and then she took me by the hand and led me into the bathroom. We got into the shower cubicle together, and then she started to work her magic on me. Normally i'm in such a heightened state of arousal that it's only a matter of minutes before i have an orgasm, but last night i was determined to resist for as long as i could. Even so, before long i was moaning and sighing and trembling all over... i needed to pee and i needed to come, but i wasn't about to just let myself do either one; she was going to have to make me do one, the other, or both... the sensations were so amazing, i can't begin to describe it. Every so often i'd spasm and let out a little spurt of pee, and it would splash down onto the tiles, wetting my legs and feet, and Norah, of course. She was doing her best to make me come, and i was doing my best to fight it, because i wanted the feeling to last forever, it felt so good... i was making lots of noise now, and my whole body was trembling, vibrating in time to the pulses off the toy inside me as Norah finally was able to cause me to lose control and have an orgasm. OMG, it felt terrific... And then, when she removed the toy and put her fingers up inside of me, i almost immediately came again, followed by the release of a huge torrent of fragrant, almost clear pee. i covered Norah with it, shuddering and gasping... her face was wet, her nightie was soaked and i could see beads of my pee gathering on her breasts as i recovered my composure. It was so hot and sexy... i couldn't help myself... i got down on the floor next to her and began to lick the droplets off of her. i'd never done anything like this before, but because i'd had so much water before peeing, i could barely taste anything... It wasn't nasty or unpleasant at all; it tasted good to me at that moment, and i wanted that moment to last forever, the two of us in that shower cubicle, both wet with my sweet pee, and so in love... Eventually, though, Norah stood up, and turned the shower on, and we let the hot water run over our bodies, rinsing off my pee. We stripped off our wet clothes and held each other there for awhile. Then Norah turned the water off, we got out of the shower and dried each other tenderly with big soft towels, and then got into bed, still naked... and fell into a blissful sleep. (i'm re-posting this here, because it's not really Live Action anymore if i post the end afterwards, is it? If this is against the rules or protocol, please let me know, OK ?)
  12. Nicole’s got a big night planned for us. Lot’s of wetting fun to come. I drink my afternoon tea looking forward to the slight embarrassment, and utter satisfaction that lies in the near future. We’re both going to wet in public tonight. A few hours later, around seven Nicole calls. I better start getting ready! Black stockings and a slim black dress later I’m almost ready. I slick back my short hair and put on some make up for the special occasion. I hope Nicole likes it. I feel a twinge in my bladder, surely from my morning tea, and smile. This is going to be a fun night. I hear a knock at the door so I slip on my flats and answer. Nicole’s hair shimmers in the moonlight, loose black curls cascading down her shoulders. She smiles perfectly and takes my hand. I lock the front door and we slowly walk to her car. Her short dress gets caught in a slight breeze and I see her black satin panties hugging her hips. This is going to be a good night. It takes a half hour to get to the restaurant and I can feel my bladder filling even more. Nicole’s driving was very careful so I’m sure she is in quite the same situation as I am. We walk into some Italian restaurant Nicole picked out and we’re seated near the doors. I see her feet tap under the table, and mine do too. The waiter takes our order and we sip our water for a while before some beautiful pasta arrives. I’m not the least bit interested in eating. All I can focus on now is my filling bladder. Pressure is building. “You ok?” Nicole says, smiling slyly, and I nod, smiling, then winking. Apparently it’s very obvious. I pick at my pasta until Nicole finishes hers. “Where do you want to go now?” I say as we walk to her car. “Let’s go to the park” She responds. I nod and we drive off. That seems like a good starter for my first public wetting. I can’t help but press my hands between my legs to help hold. I wonder how long Nikki’s been holding because she does not seem nearly as desperate as I am. I really don’t want to do this all alone. We park in the abandoned lot next to the swings and Nicole hops out to retrieve something from the trunk. I carefully exit her car, feeling pressure grow as I stand. She wanders toward the swings with a little black bag, setting it down and swinging high. I sit on the adjacent swing and barely sway, keeping my hands firmly pressed between my thighs. Nikki giggles and short red dress bellows in the wind as she swings. She slows down saying “Awe does Annie need to pee?” She hops off her swing mid-flight and saunters over to where I’m doubled over in my swing. I give her my best puppy dog eyes and she say “Well you didn’t last very long,” then sticks out her tongue. She beckons me toward her so I blindly follow her into a small clearing in the nearby woods. She sets down her bag on an old stump and takes my hands. She sways her hips and pulls me into a slow dance, twirling me once, then again. I giggle and stumble, feeling a small spurt of pee leak into my cotton panties. I quickly grab for my wee hole and feel a damp patch on my tights. Nicole giggles and starts tickling me. I laugh and beg her to stop, but it’s too late. I feel the warm pee flood my tights and stream down my legs. I stand there in shock, and Nicole watches the pee cascade from my body, biting her lip. “That’s hot,” she says, pulling me toward her, kissing my neck, around my jaw, then finally I feel her soft lips on mine, while I continue peeing in the grass. She lets go of me breathing in slowly and deeply, then smiling so very sexily. She grabs my hand and her bag, then we wander back to the swings. I feel the once warm pee cooling on my tights and I shiver. She sits me on a swing and says “My turn.” She sits on my lap facing me, pushing the swing, making it slowly sway. I hold onto the chains and she takes my face in her hands, kissing me. I feel my thighs warm again, but it’s not me this time. Nicole’s warm pee falls over my cold legs while the swing sways and our lips mingle. I am on the very edge of climax and I rock my hips, feeling no relief. My cheeks are flush and Nicole takes her cue. Once she straightens her dress and winks at me she grabs her bag, pulling out two familiar vibrators. I smile, knowing that the best part is about to take place. I rub myself outside my tights, beckoning Nicole toward me with my free hand. She pulls me up and we wander back to the grass where my tights were soaked the first time. She lies me in the grass, pulling down my soaked bottoms, and stimulating me. She explores my nether regions while I rock my hips into her. I feel my body warming all over, climax immanent. Finally in one burst of pure ecstasy, Nicole turns the vibrator on high, sending me into the realm of pure joy, I breath hard, rolling my hips in the grass post orgasm, reveling in it. I hear Nicole breathing hard next to me and the vibrator roaring. Although overcome with a sleepy feeling, I know it’s my turn. I do my best to crawl toward my lover kissing down her neck, stomach, then reaching her most private of parts. She removes her hand and in their place I tickle and lick, tease and suck. She rocks her hips to my every touch. She moans loudly, her muscles tensing. She closes her eyes in trance. We lay next to eachother, panty-less and shivering in the spring night stargazing.
  13. This is a true account of what took place at my cottage Monday evening and night. It all started in the afternoon with a - in the beginning - harmless chat between a couple of guys and I on an other internet site. We were talking about the gloomy weather, which gave me the idea to buy some red wine to brighten up the day with. And drinking wine on my own wouldn't be funny; wine, women and song would be far more funnier! I thought. I do always act on impulse. I called two of my closest girl friends, Ingrid and Emma, and invited them to my house later in the evening. I told the guys, whom I've was chatting with, about my plans. They got pretty excited, and suggested, that I should write and post a story about the upcoming night. So I did, and this is how the story continues: I went to buy some red wine. When I left home, I thought two bottles would be sufficient. In the liquor store I revised my estimate of the number of bottles, that might be required. I left the store with eight bottles. As it turned out, that was a wise decision. Well, in the morning neither Ingrid, Emma nor I thought it was so wise. Our hangover was excruciating. To say the least. But that was then. Weighing the pros and cons, I would say, that the pros were overwhelming! Read and judge! Ingrid and Emma arrived in Ingrid's car. We hugged and kissed eachother. I saw Ingrid only a couple of days ago, but it had been at least a month since I last saw Emma. I'd missed her, and I gave her a special welcome kiss, which she responded to by sticking her tongue deep in to my mouth! Ingrid has her own very special way to hug me. She always presses one leg in between mine, and, as she's much taller than I, it always ends with me literally riding on her thigh, which she presses firmly on to my crotch. And, as always, I responded by grinding it against her thigh. We got so carried away, that Emma after a while had to tear her now moaning friends apart from eachother! Both Ingrid and Emma are very cute. Ingrid is of my age, twenty years old. As I hinted, she is much taller than me; I guess she is almost 180 cm. She has the figure of a goddess! Emma, on the other hand, is even a little bit smaller than me. She's the nicest girl to cuddle with! She's like a babydoll! She's about three years younger than Ingrid and I. The first couple of hours we sat around my kitchen table, eating, drinking wine and talking about, what had happened since we last met. And about lots of other stuff. You know, girls when they get together... Then we moved in to my living room, to sit more comfortable. Emma wanted to go to the bathroom. I raised my hand. "No, not possible!" I said peremptorily. "It's locked!" "But unlock it then!" "As I said, it's not possible. I've stated a new rule for to night. A rule, in which three keys are playing the key roles. Not on the stage. Actually, they're very much off the stage. You can't see them. And that's the point! The three keys are: The front door key, the back door key and the bathroom door key. To make it crystal-clear for your poor chicken brains: Those doors are locked, and the keys are hidden! The rule for to night is: Bathroom and garden are forbidden territory!" I lowered my hand again. "And now, let's have fun! We've got lots of wine left!" I continued in a now more cheerful and friendly voice. Not so "Mistress-like" anymore. There were some lame protests at first but eventually Ingrid and Emma realized the possibilities, which were implied in the rule, which I'd stated. I put on some music, and Ingrid asked Emma very politely for the next dance. I remained seated, looking at the dancing girls. Well, dancing... It wasn't a particularly graceful dance! Ingrid used the advantage of her length to move her right leg in between Emma's legs, which Emma prompt parted to make way. Very soon she was literally riding on Ingrid's thigh. Their skirts were coming higher and higher up, revealing, that Ingrid wore chestnut-coloured nylon stockings, attached to a red garterbelt, and that Emma wore light-brown tights. As Emma forcefully increased her grinding against Ingrid's thigh, her movements made their skirts come even higher up, and I noticed, that Ingrid's panties were as red as her garterbelt, and that Emma's panties were innocently white. Emma obviously got more and more aroused! And her movements more and more indecent! She was banging Ingrid's thigh harder and faster every second. She panted, moaned and squeaked! Her repertoire of vocal means to express her arousal seemed inexhaustible! And then she literally exploded! She screamed and screamed, coming in an almost everlasting orgasm! I haven't known any other girl able to express her orgasms in such a dramatic way as she! And this time it was not only vocally she showed her excitement. Suddenly Ingrid cried: "Emma! You're peeing on my leg!" I looked. Ingrid was right! As her orgasm began to ebb out, Emma started to pee herself. Like icing on the cake! Emma, now totally exhausted, sat down on the floor, her legs widely spread. She peed like forever, heavily panting, and a big pool of her pee was forming on the floor. I got so immensely horny, that I got a quick orgasm, without even touching myself. On slightly shivering legs I stood up and went up to Ingrid. She stood looking at Emma, breathing hard. She pressed one hand in between her thighs. But I pulled it away and replaced it with one of my own. Wow, her panties were so wet! And I could feel how her pussy was like trembling under my fingers. I began to slowly caress her upon her moisty panties. As I did that, I felt her hand stroking up my left inner thigh, bringing my skirt with it. It felt electrifying, like her hand was sending out sparks, when she stroke it over the nylon! She reached in between my legs. I felt my pussy pounding, when she began to stroke it. Our mouths met. We kissed eagerly, our tongues kind of rotated in each other's mouth. And the whole time I felt her fingers caressing every little spot around and in my mimsy. We both had still our panties on, and she pressed the cloth deep into me. I wasn't inactive. What she did to me, I did to her! We moaned, whimpered and sqeaked! We were already so excited when we started, that it didn't take long before we came. Ingrid screamed and I sqeaked and also gave away my silly-screams! We both had several orgasms in a row, and in the middle of one I began to pee myself! Which added so much lust to my excitement, that I almost passed out! I peed and peed! Soon my pee became mixed with Ingrid's! I felt her pee was so forceful! I've experienced it before, and I've never ceased to wonder at it! We continued to make love and wet ourself. We became very drunk. I have a foggy remembrance, that at one point we had a competition, of which, I think, the winner were to be the one to be the first to both orgasm and pee after I'd counted to three. I have no idea, who won...
  14. Being in the military is difficult, having a family while in the military is even more difficult, but everyone has heard the saying "distance makes the heart grow fonder." My most recent 3 week stint was unique because I didn't have contact with my 25 year old Filipino wife the entire time. So naturally when I got back on Saturday night the first thing I did was look over her 5"4 inch 110 pound frame to discover her beauty as if it was the night I met her in a bar 4 years ago. Yep, it was all there: jet black hair, mocha skin, coffee colored eyes, pert B-cup breasts, and a nice butt. After doing what most adults do after being separated from their lovers, we settled in for a nice cuddle session. Now, I have slowly introduced my wife to my many many fetishes, and that night was the perfect night to combine 4 or 5 of them with my love for diapers as the center stage. It was already 10PM, and my wife was getting sleepy. "It's time to play a game." "Oh boy, I still remember the last "GAME" we played." She said cheekily. "I'm glad to see you are in the mood for some fun." Little did she know that I was planning on a marathon, not a sprint. I leapt up and whistled as I rustled through our toys in the walk in closet. I snuck a peek back at her laying on her stomach, facing away from me with just a hint of panty showing beneath her oversized blue nightgown as she circled her feet in the air childishly. I could tell she was doing her damnedest to show little interest. How stoic of her I thought as I grabbed a pink goodnight pull-up, and a pacifier. "Roll over" I said sternly. She immediate recognized my dominate intentions and obeyed without a whisper. "The rules are you have to ask permission to pee or have an orgasm, and must not talk unless spoken to." I quickly put the pacifier in her mouth as she attempted to object. She scowled at me immediately realizing I was serious about the rules. I pulled her nightgown over her head leaving her in just her pink and black lace boy shorts. I playfully traced my index finger along the elastic band starting on her left hip, down beneath her belly button, across to her right hip, and down to the inside of her right thigh. She had her eyes closed and her mouth parted slightly allowing the binkie to hang to the right side of her lips. I quickly brought her back to reality with a sharp swat to the inside of her leg. "There will be time for that latter, now it's time for your diaper." "Can I..." She started, catching herself as she almost talked out of turn. She patiently waited for permission to speak as I sat motionless except for one upturned eyebrow. "What is it?" "I really need to go to the bathroom" "I'm glad I stopped before you made a mess of your panties, and our 2,000 dollar mattress. I think you can hold your bladder for awhile longer. Now lets get those panties off." I tugged on the fabric encasing her hips as she wiggled back and forth helping me. She lifted her legs and butt high in the air without me having to ask. I shimmied the diaper on her and looked over my work. To say the goodnights seemed made to fit my wife is an understatement. The waistband sat on the top of her hips and reached about half an inch below her belly button. A quick look showed there was a small gap where the top stretched from hip to hip. The elastic sides stretched to 75% of their elasticity, leaving them taunt enough to be sexy, but loose enough so she wasn't defying physics. Her butt looked the best, as the leg gathers left just the right amount of cheek to be dangerous, but not enough to jeopardize keeping my composure as the one in charge. Now naked except for her delicious goodnight, I turned off the lights while turning on the ceiling fan to the lowest setting. I put her in front of me in the spoon position with one arm under her neck and my free hand roaming in the dark across her body. Two things I immediately noticed were her hard nipples caused by the cool breeze off the fan, and the warmth at her crotch. I decided to split the difference and began massaging her stomach. It had the desired affect I was aiming for. After about 10 minutes of massaging I felt her shudder against me, and draw in a sharp breath. "I need to..." "Go ahead" I preempted her question. "Can I lay on my back?" "Sure" She rolled over, and I continued massaging her bladder hoping her body wouldn't prevent her from peeing while on her back in our bed. I closed my eyes and strained to listen for the heavenly hissing sound that usually accompanies a full bladder and a tight diaper. I smiled when I first heard it, and moved my hand back to her crotch. I heard crinkling as the diaper expanded, and kissed her neck when her performance ended 30 seconds later. After taking in the events of the last minute I decided I needed to see the damage. The lights flickered on as we both rubbed the stars out of our eyes from the sudden light change. She was laying on the bed propped up on her elbows, knees wide and bent. Half of the blue stars were intact while the lower half had faded into blue streaks. There were no creases in the diaper because it had expanded to its full shape. I had her get on her hands and knees so I could witness my favorite part of a woman's anatomy. I gave a low whistle as I saw the entire back of the diaper was freckled a light yellowish pink tint. I pulled the waistband away from her back and saw there was a very thin pure white band at the top signifying it didn't have much more room before a leakage. I lifted the crotch of her diaper to feel how heavy it was, and impressed especially since my wife had a small bladder capacity. I gave her a couple playful swats, and flipped her over. The diaper made a squelch sound as her diapered bum hit the bed. "I'm going to change you into a fresh diaper so we can go to sleep, and I don't want you to wake me up. I just had a 6 hour coast to coast flight, and need to rest up." "Ok" She said dejectedly. After I finish cleaning her up, and putting her in a brand new pull-up I once again blacked out the lights. This time our comforter shielded her exposed skin from the fan. A slight smirk crossed my face as I already knew my wife had a small bladder, and it would play directly into phase 2 of my game plan... Hope everyone enjoyed Part 1. I'm going to try to post part 2 by this weekend. BTW, you will notice some of the tags weren't used in this part. Those are there to entice the daring, and will be present in part 2. - Peehawker
  15. Last Thursday we were three merry and tipsified girls leaving a pub. I must admit that we all had had a couple of too many pints of beer and shots during the evening. Before we left we went to the toilets to pee, but it was a long line of ladies before us, and after a giggly discussion we came to the optimistic conclusion, that we could easily hold on for a while more. I tittered covertly. We were going to round off the evening at Christina's place, and it was a rather long walk. I felt that I should have great difficulties to hold on all the way. And I hoped that that would go for the others too. I was right! After only about five minutes Monica stopped and crossed her legs. "Shit! I should have peed at the pub! I really need to pee now!" She panted. "Me too", Cristina whimpered, "I don't know, if I'll make it all the way home!" She shoved her red skirt in between her thighs and pressed upon her crotch. I thought it was time for me to do my bit. "Same here! And I know for sure, that I won't make it! If only there was the tiniest little bush to hide behind, but there are only buildings and streets as long as you can see." I was tiptoeing on the spot. We all began to giggle. We were really a screamingly funny spectacle. We were drunkenly reeling on the pavement with firm grips on our crotches. It was a brilliant opportunity, I thought, too good to be blown... "Hey, girls", I began in a cheerful voice, "Let's have some fun! We know, that there isn't a chance we'll hold on all the way. Let's pretend we're little girls, wetting ourselves here, there and everywhere! We're wearing skirts so there won't be any wet patches visible. It could be really droll, if you dare! Actually, even if we don't dare, we'll probably wet ourselves anyway, hehe!" I didn't have to be afraid, that Christina and Monica should chicken out. In their drunken states they thought my idea was hilarious! Laughing we decided, that we should try to walk as normally as possible, trying not to show, that we were desperate to pee. We should also try to not let everything go in one go, but save our pee so we could distribute it on several occasions. Already while we were discussing the procedure, we started to leak. First out was Monica. Suddenly she parted her legs, and a spurt of pee hit the ground between her feet! The first spurt was followed by another, which made both Christina and me to yell: "Stop it! Don't waste all your pee!" After yet another spurt she managed to stop the flow. "Wow! It felt sooo good!" She exclaimed. "My panties feel so wet and cosy! Look how wet they are!" She lifted her skirt for us to see. Her light yellow silk panties were dripping wet in the crotch, and the wetness had made them almost totally see-through. I noticed that her pussy was shaved, clean as a baby's. And hadn't she been a real baby now, wetting herself like that! The sight was so arousing! She gave her pussy a quick rubbing before letting it down. She moaned a little. I was the next in turn. I'd been so desperately trying to hold my pee in, and now I didn't feel the little stream, that started to fill my panties and then slowly make its way through them, trickling down my thighs. It was when I felt the wet stream on my thighs, I got aware of, that I was wetting myself like a little kid. I lifted my skirt, and in the next second I came, and pee gushed down, splashing on the hard pavement! My orgasm made me give away a muffled scream. I tried not to be too loud, but it was enough to make a passing young woman turn her head and look at me. She continued her walk, but as I'd lifted my skirt up to my waist, she must have seen, that I was peeing myself. I put a hand on my pussy to help stopping the pee, and before I let down the skirt, I too gave my pussy a quick rubbing. I felt how wet and also sticky my pink cotton panties were. "Vikka! You crazy girl!" Yelled Monica. "You got an orgasm! You're so naughty!" "Vikka had an orgasm! Vikka had an orgasm!" Christina called out. Her enthusiasm made her lose control, and she too started to pee herself. From the beginning it was a strong spurt, that hit the pavement with a splash! Hastily she hitched up her skirt. I stared at her with open mouth. She was so sexy! She wore chestnut coloured nylon stockings with white garters running up her pale thighs and in under her light blue, very thin silk panties. Her pee ran with a thick stream between her parted legs. She put a hand at her crotch, trying to stop the flow, but it took a little while before she managed to do so. In the meantime her pee welled out through her panties, around her hand and between her fingers. I took a rapid glance at Monica. I could see that she was as aroused by the sight as I was; like me she had one hand pushing her skirt in between her thighs and rubbing her pussy! If Monica and I was aroused, so was also Christina! Even when she'd eventually succeeded to stop peeing, she continued to rub her pussy! We were a sight for gods! Three tipsy girls stumbling around on the pavement, furiously masturbating! But suddenly Monica caught sight of two couples approaching us. "Look out! People coming!" She called out. Christina hastily pulled down her skirt, and trying to look as normal as possible, we continued to walk. Five minutes later Monica announced: "Girls! I can walk and pee at the same time! Look!" We looked. It was amazing! Thin streams of pee were trickling down her legs, and Monica was walking on as everything was just normal. We passed a cinema with groups of people outside, and making her way through the crowd she went on peeing. I don't think anyone noticed it! We crossed a small park not far from Cristina's place. I was very, very horny and longed for an opportunity to fondle my pussy. So, when I detected a park bench, I suggested, that we should sit down and empty our bladders. The others thought it was a brilliant idea. The park was empty of people, so we hitched up our skirts and sat down. I'd purposely placed myself very close to Christina, and felt her warm thigh against mine. I knew, that both she and Monica was straight, both of them having boyfriends. But I couldn't help myself; I was so terribly horny! And seen the other two now and then rubbing their pussies during our walk, I knew they were pretty aroused too! I took a deep breath and put a hand on her thigh. "I must feel how wet your panties are", I said. "Do you mind if I do?" "It's alright", she answered thickly and giggled. "Go ahead!" I stroke my hand over her stocking tops and continued slowly and gently over the bare skin until I reached her panties. Oh, they were so wet! I felt her pussy under the soaking panties. It was so warm and thick! Then I felt her panties getting even more wet! She was peeing on my hand! It was only a little spurt at first, but then it was like a sluice opened and her pee gushed through her panties and between my fingers. I began to rub her pussy over her panties. I found her throbbing clit and caressed it with gentle moves. She panted! And now I also felt a hand on my thigh. It was Monica's hand! She'd been watching and got so horny, that she began to caress me. Up to my pussy, and when her hand reached it I began to pee myself. Right on her hand! She began to caress my pussy with eager fingers. And I continued to caress Christina. I pressed her panties deep in her pussy with two fingers and stroke them firmly against the front of her vagina. She let out muffled screams, which mixed with my groans and simultaneously we both got huge orgasms! I pulled out my fingers from her vagina and a strong gush of pee and maybe something else squirted out penetrating her panties! I came in one strong orgasm after the other, peeing like a maniac! When our orgasms had ebbed out, both Christina and I turned to Monica. I noticed that Christina really wanted to caress the pussy, why I concentrated on Monica's tits. And mouth, I pushed my tongue in between her lips and let it whirl around hers. She responded to my kiss and we went on kissing, while I managed to free her tits from her bra. I caressed them gently and fondled her nipples making them grow and get hard. In the meantime Christina kneeled between Monica's legs and began to kiss and lick her pussy! Now and then getting a potion of pee, generously administrated by Monica. I reflected, that they did very well, considering they were straight! And obviously Monica was very satisfied with the treatment Christina provided her. It was fortunate that Christina and I were kissing, when she got a mighty orgasm. Otherwise the whole neighborhood would have heard her screams! Now they got muffled by my mouth. I love having sex with straight girls! When they get on it and lose their inhibitions, they get so enthusiastic and eager, that it gives sapphic sex a new dimension! Monica and I stayed the whole night at Christina's, and what a night it was!
  16. BACKGROUND: My girlfriend is 5' 3", 120 lbs, brown hair a little longer than shoulder length, C cup breasts, and a really nice bubble booty. She has a really cute smile, some sparse freckles on her nose, an oval face, and killer dimples. My girlfriend and I have a long distance relationship, and although we are separated geographically I've the pleasure of flying out to her on two occasions and she had been to my state 1 time. During those previous vacations I had told her about my BDSM kink and we explored bondage. She took to it eagerly, naturally, and even wanted to control the action. I decided that the time was right to reveal my panty wetting and diaper fetish to her maybe a month ago over some steamy text messages. Below is the link to that story including some of the texts back and forth. https://omorashi.org/topic/21862-leap-of-faith/ LABOR DAY WEEK: After spending the weekend with myself, my siblings, and parents at a vacation home we made the trip back to my place for our own 4 days of kinkiness and relaxation. The first night I received the privilege of being at her mercy as the submissive and she took me for a wild ride. There wasn't any diapers involved, but I was ok with that. The second night after dinner and some drinks I ushered her into my bedroom where I restrained her wrists to the bed with velcro straps attached to neoprene cuffs. She was on her back wearing just her pink and white striped panties. After about 15 minutes of teasing her and playing with different parts of her body she asked for a glass of water. I was happy to oblige with her request and came back into the bedroom with some cold water. I was thinking to myself she must be getting some liquid in her bladder. I rehydrated her and as put the empty glass on the night stand I made sure to stretch across her body to do so. My chest and abs were resting on her lower abdomen, and I felt her tighten her abs as if she was raising her head to see what was going on. I didn't want her to see the smirk on my face so I cocked my head towards her feet. Although she was on her back it didn't stop her from taking her right foot and running it up and down the inside of her left calf. Perfect I thought. I casually raised myself onto my knees, and made sure when I faced her my amusement was concealed. I could tell she wasn't really paying attention and focusing on something else so I calmly got down on my elbows and knees and slowly moved my mouth to the side of her cheek and breathed on it. I kept my eyes on her as I did this and she let out a slow exhale. I moved my lips to the corner of her mouth and teasingly pecked and pinched her lower lip between mine. I ran my hands up and down her arms and shoulders lightly feeling her skin prickle. I then gave her a heavy kiss distracting her. I kept it up for some time and then the moment came. I raised up with 3 points of contact on the bed (two elbows, 1 knee) and one point of contact on her lips with mine. I shifted my weight and placed my knee between her legs and slowly put my weight down on top of her starting with the top of my thigh fitting perfectly between her legs, my pelvis resting mostly on her crotch but offset towards her right side, my abs resting directly on her bladder, and so on and so on. I kept my right knee and right elbow on her side and used it to increase and decrease pressure as I kissed her and let my left hand roam free. After about 3 minutes of this I felt her lips purse and give a short exhale. Pulling away and screwing up her face she informed me she had to pee. "I'm sorry, I'm not going to let you up." I said while nibbling on her ear lobe "What?" She said confused. "You heard me little girl. I'm not letting you up." "Soooo you want me to wet myself on your bed?" "No" I said once again reaching across her body to find what I had strategically hidden under the left side of the bed. "You are going to wet these!" I proffered a small tena slip maxi I had bought just before she arrived in town. After a couple of seconds of going over her options in her head she simply said "Ok daddy." I had her raise her booty off the bed as I arranged the diaper below her hips. It was immediately evident that the diaper would not fit her. Although she had a small 27" waist her bubble butt was too big for the small diaper to accommodate. Luckily I had 3 green medium Tena Supers left over from what I wore. After informing her that her sexy butt was too big for the smalls, I opened up the green ones and slipped it under her hips. These fit much better and I was able to secure her in them without further problems. I sat back on my haunches and watched her as she explored them. She scissored her legs, brought them together to which she realized the bulkiness between her thighs it was almost impossible for her to touch her knees together. With all of this going on I just sat back and let her do her thing. Once some time had past I then decided to secure her legs to the bed as well. She was still super horny she told me, so I decided to do my best to get her used to pleasure in diapers. I brought out my hitachi magic wand from the nightstand drawer and turned it on the lowest setting. I ran it up and down her body looking for a reaction. I then nestled it securely against her crotch and watched her face contort in pleasure. Ultimately I gave her 2 hard orgasms and put the vibrator away. After I was done with that I admired her naked body secured in a diaper spread eagle'd to my queen bed. We both soon found out that although she really had to pee she couldn't do it on her back. "That's ok, we can do that another time." I assured her. I undid her restraints and she walked into my bathroom. I walked in and she was frozen to the floor with a look of concentration on her face. After a few minutes she said "I can't do it, my bladder is shy." I had her sit on the open toilet, and again it was no use. I tried turning on the faucet, nothing. She asked me to leave the room to see if that would help. Nope. "I've got an idea." I stated "Why don't you put me in a diaper and I will show you how to do it." She agreed and we went back to the room. I laid on my back and since the small was already opened I handed it to her hoping they would fit. I'm 5' 11" 165 lbs with a 29" to 30" inch waist and the small tena slip maxi was just big enough to fit my frame. The wings didn't meet anywhere but the tapes secured with very little room to spare. We both waddled back to my bathroom and now she was desperate. I just stood there with my legs parted. I took her by the hand and passionately kissed her again. I grabbed her by the back of the hand and guided it to the front panel of the diaper. Once her palm made contact I curled her fingers where she cupped my crotch. I let go of my bladder emptying it into my waiting diaper. She pulled back from the kiss and looked at me in the eyes. "You are wetting yourself you naughty boy." She cooed. She apparently forgot her own desperation and crouched down so my diaper was eye level with her. She then told me something about how she was fascinated that she could hear my pee hissing against the thirsty pads and she could see the stark white panel turn colors and the wetness indicator turn blue. She had me pirouette so she could get a look at my diaper from all angles. I had wet quite a bit and you could tell from the front and back. She then stood up and took the same stance I did. "It's right there, I can feel it." I waited a couple more minutes and she grew frustrated. "I'm going to go get some water." I told her. As I was walking down the hallway to the kitchen I heard her yell after me "I'm on the verge, you might want to come back!" I stopped outside my bedroom to give her shy bladder some room to operate. "I'm going! It's slow, but it's coming" she said giddily. I walked in and gave her a hug and listened to her diaper hiss and gurgle as it filled. I put my hand between her legs and felt the familiar sexy hotness meet my hand. "I don't think it is going to hold." She said I let her know that she didn't need to worry, it will hold. She wet herself for a good 45 seconds and she stared at her crotch the whole time. Once again she was fascinated with the wetness of it, and how they changed colors. She then wanted to be changed right away so I went ahead and cleaned her up and we both jumped in the shower. She loved her introduction to diapers and told me those two orgasms were the hardest she's ever had. As such we both have plans to explore them further with more bondage and humiliation with both of us playing the role of dominant. I hope you enjoy the story, and the next time we will be together will be New Years. I'm already engineering a way to ensure a wet new years for her ;)