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  1. PeerPressure

    female Not Making a Pit Stop

    Heyy all!! This one is fresh from yesterday afternoon!! So I love being active and, lately, have been really into the idea of doing a triathlon, leading me to dust off my bicycle and give it some exercise. It has been really hot and humid lately, leading me to drink a lot of water before I go out. As I'm sure you're all very well aware, what goes in must come out Yesterday, I got off of work a little early and hurried home, debating whether to settle for a running or biking day. By the time I parked my car, I'd decided on two-wheeling it for the day. I gave myself about an hour to unwind after work and stock up on fluids, which I, admittedly, may have overdone. Meanwhile, I changed into a bright pink tank top and black shorts. By the turn of the clock, I had loaded my bike onto my car and was ready to go! I cruised over to a nice, paved trail about 20 minutes from my home, entirely neglecting to relieve myself before setting off. When I pulled into the parking space and began unloading my bike, my bladder was already making itself known, but I intentionally disregarded it. I hadn't had a good, daring pee since I was caught a few months ago and, as embarrassing as that was, I was craving the thrill again. Plus, I figured, I could find a nice water-deprived bush off the trail and hydrate it if things got really bad. It's not uncommon to see guys and, occasionally, other girls coming back onto the trail from the woods, presumably having done exactly that. With that looming in the back of my mind, I set off! A few miles in, it was starting to get bad. I could no longer push the urge to pee into the back of my mind. I was just riding past an area where the trail meets a stream with a pretty waterfall--a popular location for trail walkers and families, however, so I needed to hold it until I was clear of all the people. Every drop that cascaded down the waterfall teased my bladder, which threatened to release a similar cascade from my crotch. I bit my lip and pressed on, occasionally trying to discreetly press my hand between my legs--as if that ever helped. As I zipped past the people, happily laughing and taking photos, blissfully oblivious of the woman urging her bladder not to burst, I considered my options. Obviously, the bushes were a relatively safe bet...but I didn't want safe--not today. I could get off my bike, pull my shorts and panties to the side, and soak the pavement. Perhaps a little too risky. I wasn't keen on giving any passersby a free show of my lady bits. Why not just pee while I ride? Forget the pit stop altogether! With that thought, I flashed a devilish grin, which was quickly washed away by the waves of urine sloshing around in my abdomen. At last, I found a spot of the trail where the laughs and yells of others were out of earshot. I looked forward and backward, each twist an act of torture--threatening to prematurely force open the floodgates. Nobody's in sight. Now or never. As I caught a slight decline, I stopped pedaling, scooted slightly forward on the bike seat, and relaxed my muscles. Perhaps facilitated by my sitting position, the first spurts of pee discharged far more quickly and easily than I anticipated. Within seconds, my panties, unable to handle the rush of fluid, which overflowed and dampened my shorts. A creeping darkness overtook my groin and pee warmly gushed all over my butt and my legs, leaving the bicycle seat a gleaming black, and pattering to the ground, leaving a trail of drops. I let out a moan of relief as I coasted, leaking all over myself and my bike. It was a surreal sensation--the world rushing by as the contents of my bladder rushed downward. This sensation began to fade, however, as I hit the bottom of the decline and began losing momentum. Preoccupied by the urine spouting out of my urethra, I put my feet out, catching myself and standing over my bike. There, I stood, ferociously gushing from my nether region. The wind began blowing, a coolness overtaking me as it collided with my sweat and my newly-wet legs. Some of the fluid rushed down into my socks, which thirstily licked it up, diverting it into my shoes. The rest cascaded straight down, hitting the frame of my bike or tumbling straight to an ever-growing puddle below. Cautiously, I continued darting glances in both directions to ensure nobody was coming. The coast was clear. At last, however, as all good things do, the final few spurts came to a sputtering end, and I stood there, soaked from the waist down, in a puddle of my own pee, gently gripping my similarly-wet bicycle by the handles. Eagerly, I observed the damage with a smile. A splash of pee formed a small, trickling stream from the puddle beneath my gleaming legs. My shorts were soaked, clinging hungrily to my skin. The bicycle seat was drenched and the frame dripped seductively. Now beaming, I mounted my bike and set off again, adrenaline shooting through my body, giving my ride new life. By the time I made it back to my car, only my panties were slightly damp, but my spirit was not! ...And my bladder was full again. I had parked on the edge of the lot, next to the woods, away from most of the other cars. There were a few people chatting on the other side. I grabbed the towel I keep in my trunk and laid it on my seat in order to avoid getting pee all over it. Then, I made my way to the passenger side of the car, stood where my lower half was obscured, and peed myself again, laughing as I watered the grass, nobody else aware of the 24-year-old woman peeing down her legs like a little girl. Upon finishing, I shook my legs as dry as I could, climbed into my car, and made my way back home.
  2. PeerPressure

    female An Unexpected Audience

    Hey everyone!! ...so this is probably the most embarrassing moment of my entire life up to now. Looking back, I'm not sure whether I should be crazy turned-on or too ashamed to ever show my face in public again . At the moment, I'm feeling the "crazy turned-on" half, so I figured I'd share it before I get cold feet again because, if nothing else, it at least makes for a fun story! Paragraph 4 is where the pee action happens if you're not interested in the build up! It recently snowed a fair amount where I live. I'm personally not much of one for the cold, but I love being active too much to let a perfectly good day off go to waste, so I decided to hit the local trails and get a few miles in. Figuring I needed to stay well-hydrated anyway, I decided to reward my mental fortitude of bearing the cold with a fun wetting. About 30 minutes before I headed out for my run, I started downing enough water to be well-hydrated, but not enough to feel bloated or overloaded. Then, I headed over to my room to pick out what I wanted to soak. My customary wet run gear is a dark skirt so I can discreetly let the pee run down my thighs or fall between my legs without anyone knowing. With it being below freezing, however, there was no way I was going out in that. Instead, I opt for some tights. As I was digging through my drawer, it dawned on me: Nobody around here goes out in the snow. The trails will be totally deserted. I can wet whatever I want and it'll be no big deal! I tossed aside my dark tights and dug up a pair of light gray ones that I've never run in because they show sweat too easily. I've always wanted to do a super-visible "public" wetting, but have never found an opportunity to do so without a virtual guarantee of being caught. I grinned mischievously as I put them on and admired how they hugged my butt and thighs. Then I threw on a sports bra, a purple sweatshirt, and a cute purple headband to keep my ears warm. I took a glance at my watch, drank a little more water, and headed out! The frosty air hugged my skin even tighter than my pants. I shivered as I dashed to my car, careful not to slip on any ice that may be lying in wait. Proud of myself for not face-planting in the parking lot, I fumbled my keys into the ignition and drove off. The roads were a little slick, but not terrible--just enough to ensure practically nobody was out, just as I hoped. Within 20 minutes, I was pulling up to the trails. I couldn't quite get my car up the hill to the parking lot, so I parked next to the road and made the rest of the trek on foot. My bladder was just beginning to become vocal. Again, the chill of the air nipped at my body maliciously, but I shrugged it off, knowing that I would soon have my body heat to keep me comfortable...along with a little something warm between my legs . I look around for signs of anyone else. There were no cars and no tracks. As far as I could see, it was totally deserted. I felt a surge of excitement, which kickstarted me into a run. I ran out for about a mile and a half and turned back because, by then, I needed to pee--badly. I wanted to wet in the snow, but I didn't want to be out long enough for the urine to become unbearably cold. The trails were slippery and, in some areas, fairly tough to locate even though I know them well. This made my progress slow. By the time I made it back to the edge of the woods, I was nearly bursting. For the last 100 meters, I had my hand vehemently shoved into my crotch, as if I could plug the inevitable torrent of fluid. I was dancing up and down, side-to-side more than I was making progress forward when I cleared the woods. Every step and every bounce sent spasms through my body. I half expected to start gushing pee from my ears! My body was begging for relief, but I made it wait just long enough to step off of the trail head into some undisturbed snow. At that moment, I relaxed my muscles and, within seconds, the full might of the Amazon river was bursting into my panties! I moaned loudly and euphorically as my panties instantly became saturated, giving way for warm pee to gush into my gray tights. Rapidly, the groin of my pants turned a dark, crystalline gray. The patch magnified effortlessly and branches of urine shot every which way, soaking my legs in warm ecstasy. I spread my legs a little, allowing that which didn't cascade across my thighs to dribble directly beneath me, creating a little hole of discolored snow. I could feel hot fluid creeping up my butt, down my legs, and into my shoes, thawing out my frozen feet. I looked down and saw the mess expanding beautifully and incredibly visibly. I shivered with chills, my body struggling to reconcile the sensation of my nether regions with the frigid barrage of the wind on my face. The feeling was nearly orgasmic. I wanted to reach into my panties as the urine gushed out and finger myself, covering my hand in dripping goodness, when suddenly, "Oh my gosh, ma'am! Are you alright?!" the voice of a middle-aged man cried out from nowhere. I was so startled, I would've wet myself if I weren't already doing exactly that! I felt my heart plummet from my chest, totally bypass my stomach, and likely burst out of my urethra with all the urine. My hair stood on end and I felt a surge of adrenaline. I tried to cover myself--to hide--anything--but there was no hiding this. I was completely soaked below my waist and, thanks to my brilliant idea to wear light gray tights, very visibly so. Even if I could miraculously cover all of that, there was a rapidly growing spot of slightly yellow snow beneath me. I jerked around quickly and saw him, trudging up from the trail quickly, a look of concern on his face. I have no idea where he came from. I had seen no tracks and hadn't heard a single soul for my entire run. Overwhelmed with shame, I burst into tears, my eyes now irrigating my face almost as much as my urethra was irrigating my pants. The tears quickly turned bitter and cold. "Are you okay?! Should I call an ambulance?!" He approached me in sympathetic disbelief, fully taking in the sight of a 24-year-old girl, peeing herself and sobbing uncontrollably. I was full-force in mid-stream. There was nothing I could do but continue spurting pee into my tights and let it cascade down my legs. My face was burning red beneath the icy tears. I had no idea what to say. I choked and fumbled over every word that tried to spill out of my mouth as I wet myself in front of this complete stranger--a man no less. My panties stuck to my lady bits, but no longer to my pleasure. I finally, in very fragmented speech, managed to spit out something along the lines of, "I'm--fi--fine. I'm sor--ry," and, overwhelmed with embarrassment, found the strength to dash away. I heard him yelling something after me, but I couldn't make it out over the sound of my sobbing. I managed to mostly clamp off the flow of urine as I made my escape, letting only a couple of spurts out before I got to my car. I quickly finished emptying myself into my pants by the road before I dug my towel out of the trunk and drove away. Miraculously, in my trembling and tear-blurred state, I made it home safely, though I can't recall any of the trip until I pulled into my apartment parking lot and made a dash to my door. I burst inside and ran to the shower, where I cleaned up, terrified, crying, and shaking. I swore to myself I would never do any omorashi again...but obviously that wasn't meant to last. After a day or two, when the shock and fear finally wore off (and I felt confident I could show my face in public without encountering him again), the omo desires began to return. With them, the shame of this experience turned into a confused hybrid of exhilaration and embarrassment. As time goes on, I still get a surge of adrenaline every time I remember this...and I'd be lying if I said it didn't make "petting the kitty" infinitely more satisfying. Despite the shame, finally getting caught was amazingly exciting!
  3. joshnolan

    female Satin panties wetting

    CassieLa wets her pink satin panty. https://www.cassiescat.com/single-post/2018/03/14/Long-Piss-in-my-Vintage-Satin-Panties Bathroom fetish - Long piss in my vintage satin panties.mp4
  4. Papergami

    Ashley is about to burst (Commission)

    From the album: My Art

    Do you want a omorashi drawing of some special character? Contact and ask me! I make commissions for around $5. You can see more on my Deviantart page: https://papergami.deviantart.com/
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    A pretty girl wetting her panties in public. Warning contains nudity, topless

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  6. View File Hipersomnia wetting panty scene A pretty girl wetting her panties in public. Warning contains nudity, topless Submitter ero9007 Submitted 06/22/2018 Category Public wetting Clothing Panties/Undies  
  7. FluffyOmorashi

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    From the album: FluffyOmorashi's Tumblr Archive

    Pokémon moon & morning accidents >
  8. Dimwitrolo

    Scarlett Peeing

    From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    You've just dared Scarlett to pee - right now, in her clothes. She's never been one to back down from a dare This drawing is mostly a test of a different drawing software - Krito Let me know what you think!
  9. View File JAV - EE-169 - Classroom Poop Desperation and Accidents From the JAV Blog - This one features Japanese school girls desperate to poop in class, and eventually having accident in their panties. Kind of like a couple of videos a while back with girls having accidents in class, only this time with poop. ***Warning, may include poop **** Enjoy, Rach Source: Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 10/04/2017 Category Female videos Clothing  
  10. WetPantyGirl

    female Desperate on a Train

    It was doing Easter this year when I took a couple of days off from work and decided to visit my mother, who lives a couple of hours away… I was there a handful of days and the visit was lovely, however I guess that’s not the reason why you’re here? Let’s skip forward a couple of days, to the day when I was going back home. As many times before I was traveling by train and having kissed my mom goodbye we were waiving at each other as the train started to accelerate and left the station. I quickly located my seat in the business class cart (I always travel business class, as I struggle with being shy and there are always far less people in business class) and it wasn’t long before the conductor was there to check my ticket. The conductor was a tall middle age man in a stiff uniform, who kindly informed me that the toilet system on the train was out of order so if I had to use the bathroom I would have to inform him and he would make sure that the train would wait for me a the next station while I used the ladies room there otherwise we would be making a longer stop in Vejle (Danish town) where there would be plenty of time for that sort of thing. Having heard that I was staring to regret drink a whole bottle of coke zero on drive to the train station but there wasn’t really much I could do about it now. I didn’t really have to pee but as I had a hard time not thinking about my newly discovered inability to use the toilet, I slowly felt a small urge to pee building up as the time slowly passed. Listening to music and trying not to thing about the broken toilet or me slight urge to pee, I knew that I had to drink something was the temperature in the cart was pretty high and I was sitting in the sunny side of the train. The first hour passed as I regularly sipped some cold water from a bottle however the small urged had slowly been growing and it was starting to get quite uncomfortable. With a hand hold my crotch I looked up the train schedule on my phone and to my horror discovered that we wouldn’t be in Vejle for another hour! Doubting that I would be able to hold it for another hour I was worried that I would might end up with a pair of wet shorts. I knew that I could contact the conductor and tell him that I had to pee but for a shy girl like me, that nothing something you can just do. Sitting in my seat with crossed legs and a hand firmly planted between them I was watching the minutes slowly pass by as we made a bunch of stop at smaller stations, each time regretting that I did got off the pee! Tortured by a full bladder, I had about 35 minutes left when I knew for certain that I wasn’t going to make it however as I was building up courage to tell the conductor that I had to pee, he suddenly walked through the cart telling everyone that someone else had requested a pee-stop and that we would be stopping shortly. I almost couldn’t believe it, I would be able to use the restroom! The though alone almost made me pee my pants as knowing that I would soon get to pee, make the urge so much bigger! As the train pulled into the station, I was already standing at the door, still with and hard between my legs, ready to jump out and head towards the restrooms! As the train came to a stop, I had completely forgotten everything about that last powerful tug that it makes every time it stops (you know the one) and I almost fell over and was soooooo freaking close to losing control and pissing my tight shorts. I even think that a small squirt of pee managed to escape my bladder and rush into my panties, but I had no time to waste and I was soon out of the train and on my way towards the restroom! However, that unfortunate surprise had make a huge impact on my bladder and I was struggling to stay in control as I rushed across the platform. Down the stairs, under the rail and towards the station building I finally reached the restroom but almost started crying when I saw two women standing in a line, in front of the stall. I had to pee sooo bad and at that point I was tempted to just give up and piss my pants! Biting my lip and holding my crotch, I was finally first in line when suddenly felt my urethra filling up with pee. I instantly panicked and did everything in could to hold back the stream. However, with the uncomfortable feeling of my urethra being full I very carefully let out that small squirt of pee into my tight panties however as soon as I did that, I could feel my urethra filling up again! I did my best to hold it back, but another squirt eventually escaped into my damp panties followed by one or two more! However just as I though that all hope was lost I heard the sound of a stall unlocking and as soon as the stall was free, I rushed in slammed the door, unzipped my shorts, pulled down my panties and barely made it unto the toilet before a strong stream of pee started spraying out of me and directly into to toilet! I looked down to inspect the damage of my panties and found a dark and wet patch inside my tight gray panties, about the size of my hand but even though it left and strange/sticky and uncomfortable feeling around my crotch, I was just happy that had managed to save that… More or less… From getting completely soaked!
  11. Exactly what the title says. pantypiss17.mp4 (67.69 MB)
  12. PeerPressure

    female Liquid Leg Warmers

    Got another wetting tale for you all!! This was yesterday's adventure. If you want to skip over the buildup/background and get straight to the wetting, I suggest jumping to paragraph 4! It was one of those days. You all know them. The clouds heavily loomed overhead, weighing down the sky, the grayness weighing down everyone's mood. To make matters worse, the October chill was hanging in the air. It was a mediocre day at work, everyone's demeanor as drab as the day. When I pulled into my apartment at the end of the day, I wanted some excitement to get my spirits up and my heart pounding. My last pee-related excursion outside of the four walls that confine my apartment was my trek into the men's room just over a week ago. I was long overdue. At roughly 5:30PM, it was still too early to attempt another dash into the men's room (I'm not bold enough just yet to try it in daylight), and I didn't feel like waiting until nightfall to get my fun in. I dragged myself out of my work clothes and looked through my closet for something a bit more appropriate for some incognito public wetting...something I hadn't yet checked off of my list. Sure, I've peed while running, wet my bikini at the beach, done the classic duck behind a bush to relieve myself, and even almost gotten caught by a group of guys while watering a parking garage floor (a story for another time, perhaps? ), but I'd never done any real, totally intentional, good ol' classic panty-wetting while walking around town. What better time to give it a shot than when everything's already wet? I could have as much fun as I wanted and nobody would have a clue! I slipped into a nice, warm, gray sweater and pulled a totally weather-inappropriate black skirt over a pair of cheap pink panties, and I was all set! Though I, very intentionally, hadn't urinated for the last few hours at work, I downed a few glasses of water for good measure and grabbed a bottle for the road. I glanced out the window--only a very light drizzle. Perfect. I left my umbrella where it lay in my closet and stepped out into the chilly air. The cool air nipped at my legs, giving me goosebumps, but I smiled to myself, knowing that I would soon have the means to warm them back up. I decided to make my way to some nearby shops to peruse any new holiday decorations they had on display. It was surprisingly crowded in town for such a dismal day, a prospect that made me tingle with excitement and nervousness. On occasion, I would stop at a store window and look in. I could feel myself shaking. No matter how many times I pee myself or experiment in some way with my urine, every new endeavor is practically like my first time, sending jolts of adrenaline through me and turning my stomach inside out. The thrill was building, but the urge to relieve myself was developing more slowly than I anticipated. Figuring I must be less hydrated than I initially thought, I nursed on my bottle. Some time went by. It was pushing 6:20 by the time my bladder alerted me to my need to seek out the facilities, a need that was joyously denied. The drizzle was long finished by now, my brunette hair made sleek by a only faint layer of moisture. I smiled at people as I passed them on the sidewalk, wondering what they would do if they knew the woman sweetly greeting them was about to pee all over herself in the middle of a relatively busy street. 6:30; the urge was growing rapidly now, as was the gnawing of hunger in my stomach. It just so happened that, as an idea flourished in my mind, these two primal urges coincided wonderfully. I found a truck vendor selling burritos and decided to kill two birds with one stone. Why not wet myself while ordering my meal? A smirk snuck across my face as soon as the thought flashed through my mind--talking to some totally oblivious cashier with a trickle down my leg, soaking my legs and filling my shoes with warm splendor. A surge of energy shot through me, electrifying my nerves, kicking my heart into overdrive. I made my way over to the truck, my heart pounding in my throat, and took my place in line, taking note of all the people around and questioning if I should follow through. "What's the worst that can happen?" I thought to myself, "Everything is already thoroughly drenched and besides, my legs could use a little extra warmth." I waited for my turn and, at last, made my way to the window, trying to hide my trembling (and, at this point, reasonably-strong urge to empty the contents of my bladder). As I was talking to the cashier, I began pushing. The muscles refused to cooperate. It was as if I had forgotten how to pee! He said something to me, but I missed it, obviously distracted. "Ma'am?" He questioned. "I'm sorry," my attention snapped back to him, though I maintained some focus on getting the gears moving downstairs. He repeated his question and I answered, my panties still bone-dry, but my bladder urging me to let go. He stepped away for a minute, presumably to get my order ready. I kept at it, trying to release the fluid. As he came back to take my money, the first spurts of warm urine finally burst through, albeit briefly, instantly soaking into my panties. I cracked a smile at this feat, and realizing I probably looked mental just smiling to myself, tried to play it cool like I was smiling at him. With a bit more effort as I reached into my purse to get the money, I managed to release a bit more, most of it still caught in my panties. The warm, wet, fabric stuck enticingly to my vulva. I handed him a couple of bills, my hands visibly shaking. He looked at me, concerned, and asked, "Are you alright, ma'am?" I assured him everything was fine as my spurts, at last, broke into a stream. The flood exited around the crotch of my panties as the warmth spread slightly up my butt. I heard a faint pattering between my legs from some stray pee that had fallen from the center of my crotch. I quickly jolted my legs together, directing all of the pee down my thighs. I nervously looked around to see if anyone had noticed. If they had, they pretended not to--most everyone with their eyes glued to their phones. I could feel my face turning red hot as cascades of pee delivered life-giving warmth back to my chilly legs, finally and soaking into my socks. He handed me my change and bid me a good evening, a courtesy I returned as I turned away, my liquid leg warmers still at work. My shoes now squished with every step, drawing no attention, under the guise that I must've stepped into a puddle. A few seconds later, as I unwrapped my burrito and took my first bites, the warm trickle from my urethra concluded at last. I glanced down nonchalantly, my face still burning ferociously, even warmer than the wet, tingly, lady bits that lay beneath my skirt. My legs were very obviously wet, but on a day like today, I figured nobody would second guess it. This still didn't stop my heart from pounding relentlessly. I walked around a bit as I ate, the warmth of the pee that covered my legs sapping away into the cool evening air. I spilled bits of my burrito in between drinks of water as I traipsed around a bit more. Finally, even my crotch matched the damp chill of the air. Not to fret, however, for by 7:00, my water consumption paid off and I was ready to go again! I turned and made my way toward home, excitement still rushing through me as I replayed the puzzled look on the vendor's face, his oblivious nature as I casually peed all over my own legs right in front of him and even a line of other people!! The thrill of such a taboo action, but everybody in complete ignorance! As I walked past the last few shops on the street, I looked at the people around me, smiling, and began pushing again. Like before, it took effort (I guess after a lifetime of conditioning, it's not particularly easy to pee yourself in front of total strangers), but it came a bit more easily this time. I nodded a cheerful greeting to a couple I passed as that familiar warmth flooded my panties yet again, overflowing and making its way downward. I shook with a chill as the pee spread across my legs yet again, some of it spattering onto the ground, indistinguishable, to the uninformed eye, from my splashing steps. Here came that shot of adrenaline again. I almost wanted to jump for joy, and likely would have if it wouldn't have entailed showering my pee all over everything and drawing unnecessary attention to myself. Inversely correlated with the level of fluid in my bladder, my level of excitement, if you get what I mean, increased as pee jet into my panties. I wanted so badly to rub myself right there as I leaked, but refrained. Again, the last few drops came to a sputtering end, the warm wetness clinging to my legs and, more pleasurably, my nether region . At last, as I arrived at the doorstep of my apartment, my legs, crotch, and butt were quite cold, heightening the sexual sensations as they glistened with moisture. I hurriedly burst through my door, stripped out of my wet clothes, and made my way to a warm shower, reiterating the events of the evening over and over in my head. You can be sure as heck I gave some special attention to my tingling anatomy as a reward for a fantastic close to an otherwise dreary day. Finally, before shutting off the water, I had just enough pee to complete my newly-customary attempt to pee standing during every shower (and admittedly, sometimes when I'm just bored and not showering ). It was a moderate success, though still not quite enough of one to attempt the toilet just yet. Hope you all enjoyed reading about this thrilling experience! Until I finally manage to use a urinal, it's going to be challenging to find an experience that parallels this!
  13. JP1020

    JAV - RIX-058

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    Female Guests Who Were Drinking Tea With A Diuretic Can Not Tolerate The Urination Received And Clothes Leaked! !Forced Incontinence Massage Description: Clothes leaking without being able to tolerate the urination given by female customers who were drinking tea with diuretic! ! Forced incontinence massage Female guests who were drinking tea with a diuretic can not tolerate the urination received and clothes leaked! WARNING: nudity and sex scenes IF YOU DON'T WANT THE PORNOGRAPHIC STUFF, THEN DOWNLOAD THE "WETTING ONLY" CUT.

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  14. View File JAV - RIX-058 Female Guests Who Were Drinking Tea With A Diuretic Can Not Tolerate The Urination Received And Clothes Leaked! !Forced Incontinence Massage Description: Clothes leaking without being able to tolerate the urination given by female customers who were drinking tea with diuretic! ! Forced incontinence massage Female guests who were drinking tea with a diuretic can not tolerate the urination received and clothes leaked! WARNING: nudity and sex scenes IF YOU DON'T WANT THE PORNOGRAPHIC STUFF, THEN DOWNLOAD THE "WETTING ONLY" CUT. Submitter JP1020 Submitted 06/04/2018 Category Female videos Clothing Jeans  
  15. ELagrange

    Purchasing peed clothing

    I would like to know how common it is to purchase peed panties. I purchase them regularly, in fact I am addicted to it. I just love the smell of the dry pee that soaked into the cotton material. In edition I also love the yellowish stain that it leaves behind once dry especially on white cotton panties. Do you purchase peed panties and where/who do you buy them from. Do you know girls/woman that pee in their panties for you on request or how do you do it. It would also be interesting to know from which country you purchase these peed panties. I am in South Africa but it is hard to find girls selling peed panties here so I purchase from overseas like the UK and USA. Let us know how you do this.
  16. Dimwitrolo

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    From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    Another long and boring night for Scarlett. Surely she can entertain herself somehow? Okay, it's not strictly omo, but she does get pretty wet. Nude version available too! Also available as single frames - rather than all four together at once
  17. rachelkirwan

    JAV - Bathroom Molester Clips

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    So I cropped these from two much longer films (4hr+). The basic premise is Japanese girls in cute age play outfits head to a public washroom. They sit down to pee,and just as their flow stars, someone tries to break into the washroom. The immediately jump up and run over to the door to fight a losing battle with the man who is trying to get in. He also shoves a camera in their face and you get some split screen. Because the girls are interrupted mid-pee, several of them wet themselves while struggling at the door. Their panties and/or shorts are typically around their ankles at this point, so there is some panty wetting. The man then breaks in and molests the girls. I've cut these longer scenes as they are very long and terminate in a protracted simulated rape scene which is beyond the scope of this form (and kind of creeps me out to say the least). Some of the girls wet themselves later (mid-blowjob for example, or after the rape) and I've tried to capture these as well. The girls are dressed in age play outfits, from the cute shirts (with horribly structured 'Engligh' expressions on them) to their matching panties and training bras. And they are generally very kawaii and passive. Though one of the girls does kick her assailant in the balls and leaves (not included in the clips). Anyhow, I hope you enjoy these. Rach

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  18. Munio

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    From the album: Munio 2018

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    13,115 downloads

    Ok, so I've been following the Omorashi Twitter Account thread for a while: And trying to figure out a way to download some of the videos. Well, I had a quiet afternoon and thought, heck, I'll download them all. So this is basically every video linked through the Twitter accounts on the thread. Many (about 50%) were no longer active, or shut down, or deactivated, so this is what I could grab. I have uploaded summaries of each just in case you are looking for something in particular. This is a mixed bag, so expect panty wetting, diaper wetting, peeing, nudity, masturbation, squirting and all that, there may even be one or two poop ones, though I tried to filter them out. It's a little hard to be discerning when you are downloading Twitter videos with one hand, and have the other down the front of your panties... ***Contains Nudity*** If there are any re-posts or specific videos you like, be sure to mention them in the comments. Enjoy, Rach

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  20. Kirito

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  21. M23

    female Wet my bed

    Lazy Saturday morning....woke up having to pee (of course).... enjoyed that for an hour and a bit before it became quite pressing....so fun wiggling and holding, so so full...mmmmmm tossed a plastic sheet and a top sheet down and squirmed around a minute more before I couldn’t resist letting out a little leak....so so good of course it was game over after that....I played around a little bit with letting out big and little spurts (mmmmm so so very fun) before giving in and just letting it flow out... ended up laying in a very large, warm, thoroughly enjoyable puddle....perfect start to the weekend!!