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Great vid from VK. Someone should rip it! I think you will need to log in to see it. https://vk.com/videos-161131426?z=video-161131426_456239036%2Fclub161131426%2Fpl_-161131426_-2

Cassandra Ashton swore vehemently as her car sped down the highway. The rain that the weatherman had said was going to miss the town was coming down in torrents. Why they ever decided to hire a goombah like Thomas Wilkins down at the Channel 9 weather report station, Cassandra would never know. Blowing her auburn hair out of her face, she squinted into the watery dark road ahead of her as she tried to find her exit. Her headlights didn’t penetrate the inky blackness quite as well as she would have hoped. Suddenly, a tendril of lightning illuminated the sky just long enough for Cassandra to see that she’d sped past her exit. “Great, just f***king great!” she muttered. It didn’t help that the 4 Big Gulps she’d bought a few miles back was coursing through her like the Colorado whitewater rapids. She crossed her legs and squirmed as she tried to find a shoulder to get over on so she could turn around. As she drove on, she became painfully aware of three things; the rain showed no signs of stopping, she was hopelessly lost, and her bladder was really beginning to nag her now. True, she had a rather large bladder, and was known around her office as Cassie the Supertanker, but even she had a limit, and it appeared that 4 Big Gulps was it. Cassandra drove on, now wedging her hand in between her stocking clad thighs, her red skirt pushed up and opened to allow her throbbing bladder room to expand. She gasped as a small squirt dampened the gusset of her conservative white cotton underwear. Just as she was about to pull over, tear down her underwear and let it rip onto the street, she saw an exit coming up. She veered over to the side and took it, which led her down a narrower, winding lane road. The streetlights became fewer and far between. Cassandra was about to give up and turn around when another bolt of lightning lit the sky again, bringing a large mansion into view. Cassandra decided to stop in, ask for directions, use the toilet, and be on her merry way. She pulled her car up to the wrought iron gate and strangely, it was open. Cassandra had no time to ponder the curiosity of this; she had more pressing matters. She pulled her car up the long cobblestone drive. The mansion was even larger up close, and Cassandra almost decided to drive off. At that very moment a forked blast of lighting split the night sky asunder. For a second before the loud boom of the rolling thunder followed, the image of the house was burnt upon Cassandra's mind. Twisted small shapes which could only be disfigured gargoyles lined the roof and the overhangs of the flung out bay windows. Three stories tall with windows peeking out of the dark slate roof, the building seemed to rise up over the car, pulling it inwards. Shaking her head to dispel the image the storm had created, Cassandra fought back hard to contain the warm pee squirting from her pussy lips and soaking into her cotton panties. It was a stupid notion, she told herself, especially for a grown woman of thirty. She turned off the engine and pulled on her overcoat. She stepped out of her car and shivered as the rain soaked the hands drawing up her coat. Her bladder pulsed with hot urine, a real contrast to the chilling rain falling around her. Cassandra climbed the steps of the manor. It looked deserted; the windows were uninvitingly dark. Fortunately she had left on the car headlights and this provided just enough illumination for her to safely mount the steps to the main door. A quick scan of the dimly lit doorframe provided no sight of a doorbell, so Cassandra resorted to a hard knocking on the thick wood of the right hand door. Echoes of her fist falls reverberated from the other side of the door but there was no other sound apart from the constant drumming of the pouring rain on the porch roof overhead. She beat against the door again. “Hello!?” she called. “Anyone home?” After several more seconds there was still no response. The wind had begun to rise in the short span of time she had been stood on the steps and already the rain had begun to move in under the porch canopy. Scowling in disgust at her rapidly dampening clothing she decided that if she didn't get an answer in the next twenty seconds, then she would pull up her skirt, let down her panties and simply piss all over the steps. If was almost as if the weather had heard her thoughts. With a sharp increase in strength, a new gust of wind sent a wave of rain in her direction. Enough was enough. Cassandra reached for the door handle. It was to her intense surprise when in slid downwards in response and the heavy front door opened inwards without a sound. Cassandra fell forwards catching herself at the last moment. She tentatively crept inside. The door behind her slammed shut of its own accord, cutting off the sound of clattering rain and howling wind so abruptly, Cassandra jumped, losing another spurt to her already damp knickers. She turned back around towards the main foyer, into a dark, eerie stillness. She stood gasping for a moment dazed by the difference between the outside world and the calm indoors. She had a prickly feeling on the back of her neck that suggested she should really not be here, but Cassandra’s swollen bladder would not be denied relief much longer, and it let her know so by angrily pumping a good long squirt of hot piss into her undies, this time creating a small rivulet down her right thigh. However it took Cassandra a good few seconds to steady her beating heart and finally turn around from the door and survey her surroundings. Through the gloom she could just make out that she was stood in an imposing entrance hallway. Cold stone slabs covered the floor leading off to a sweeping staircase leading up and off to the right. Dark doorways fed off at intervals along the wall no doubt leading to various rooms inside the mansion. For now all that mattered was that the house was deserted and that Cassandra still desperately needed to piss a bloody quart. She looked around even more, but the house was most definitely empty. She considered going off in search of a restroom; it definitely beat standing here in the foyer, shivering her ass off and trickling pee down her legs. She gave herself one more quick squeeze and set off towards the large spiraling staircase in the middle of the room. As she ascended, she noticed that the rain sounded strangely muffled, as if the walls of the mansion were soundproof. She came to another hallway. She started down it, when she swore she saw a shadow move. She gasped and squirted again. She had a prickly feeling along her neck that told her that she was not alone, but she decided to press on. She felt her way about in the dark for a while, then pulled out her iPhone and turned on the flashlight. The light didn’t stretch very far, almost as if the darkness were swallowing it, but she managed to illuminate enough of the hallway to go on. She began opening doors and peering inside them to see what was inside them, and more importantly, if any of them contained a toilet. To her surprise, every room was exactly the same; two twin beds at each side of the room, with a bedstand and a lamp upon it. To the right of the bed closest to the door was a closet. Cassandra shone her light around the room and it fell upon the contents of the closet; little dresses that looked like maid uniforms, but they couldn’t have been for girls any older than 12…maybe 16 at the oldest. She continued to search down the hallway, coming upon room after room like this. Her bladder was spurting quite frequently now, to the point where she literally had to hop up and down to keep the flood inside her from gushing all over her twitching thighs. Finally, at the end of the hallway, she came to a room that was surrounded by curtains. The floor was tile, and her heels made a clacking sound that echoed eerily in the darkness as she made her way in. She was immediately startled by a portrait on the far wall. It was of a woman, who looked as if she may be a few years older than Cassandra, with bright, intelligent eyes, and a beautiful but haughty expression. Her raven locks were done up in a delicate bun, and her half-moon spectacles sat on the bridge of her slender nose. She wore what looked like a grown woman version of the maid-clothes Cassandra had seen, except rather than being lavender and white, these were black. She pulled back the curtains, and each one revealed an empty cubbyhole. Cassandra looked into nearly all of them; every cubbyhole shared one thing in common. There was a circle in the floor of each one that was lighter than the surrounding ground, indicating that something usually occupied the space. The last curtain she peered behind proved her suspicions. Sitting on the ground was a squat little cauldron-looking object. Cassandra looked into it…It was about a quarter full with some sort of liquid. It was no toilet, but it would have to do. Cassandra set her iPhone down and hiked up her skirt dancing on the spot, trying to drag the pot out to where she could use it. Her pee was pumping faster than she could stop it; her panties were soaking it up as best they could, the wetness running all the way from her pussy lips to the crack of her ample behind. She positioned herself over the pot. “Care to watch?” she told the portrait sarcastically as she got it into place. Seeing the pot there, ready for her use, only seemed to triple Cassandra’s desperation. Hopping up and down frantically, she kicked off her shoes. She didn’t even have time to pull down her underwear as a torrent of piss jetted from her pussy. Finally, after quite a few hours of torment, Cassandra’s bladder was finally able to relax and pour its steaming contents into the pot. She peed for what must have been minutes, and her audible sigh of relief echoed around the chamber. Once she had finished, she rose up and slid her panties off. They were too wet to wear now, so she merely folded them up and slid them under the now nearly 4/5ths full chamber pot, a little present for whomever owned this house in exchange for her relief. As she snuck back into the hallway, another shadow moved next to her. She hardly had time to register the flash of a little lavender maid dress before she felt hands grip both her arms and blindfold her. She yelped and fell to her knees in surprise before feeling a wad of cloth being shoved in her mouth. The arms began slowly dragging her away, as her screams welling up in her throat were stopped cold by the gag between her teeth. To be continued….

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A 23 year old girl made me a custom wetting video where she was desperate to pee but locked out of the bathroom. She was dancing in her shorts and begging to be let in. After a while she got in after she leaked a bit into her shorts. As she pulled her shorts down she started loosing control before she could get her white cotton pantie down and flooded her panties over the toilet with a loud hissing sound. She did not agree to sharing the video but agreed to share the photos. I even bought the pair of panties that she had the accident in. Let me know if you need her mail address as she agreed that I can share it with the community.

Hi everyone! I'm (eventually) back with a new experience I was lucky enough to live this summer. As always, your feedback is welcome! P. S. : as English is not my first language, please excuse any mistakes or typos. ? _________________________________________________________ This summer, I went on holidays in Corsica with my parents. We were to meet some friends of theirs I didn’t know and rent a big house for a week. At first, I was not super excited, as I thought I would be the only “young” one there, but as I live quite far from my parents, it also was an opportunity to spend time with them. But upon arrival, I realized that I was not alone: a couple of my parents’ friends had also come with their daughter. Let’s call her Mel. Mel was on her early 20s. She was quite short with a fit body, curly blonde hair, hazel eyes and a communicative smile. She was wearing a white low-cut T-shirt that highlighted her medium-size firm breasts and a white skirt that stopped mid-thigh. We started chatting and immediately got on well. She was full of life, funny, and could talk for hours about everything…Well, you guessed. I had a crush on her. On the evening, we were all too tired to cook dinner, so we decided to go to the beach restaurant. It was that kind of “pasta – pizza – burgers – sandwiches – fish – meat – salad – pretty much everything that resembles food” restaurants, but it was the only one within foot reach. We took the 10 minute walk and arrived on the beach, admired the magnificent view of the turquoise water and sat to a table. The dinner went on without noticeable event. Mel was in front of me, so we completely forgot about the others and talked about music, books, university… Time flew by and I did not give much care to the chewy pizza I was eating. To be fair, I was also taking quick glances of her cleavage every now and then… But to each their weaknesses… J As we were waiting for the desert, Mel got up and told me she was going to the toilets. She came back only one minute after, so I teased her a bit: “ Hey, you’re faster than Speedy Gonzalez! - No, I couldn’t use the toilets! They’re flooded.” I couldn’t believe it. This only happens in badly scripted omorashi stories, right? The owner of the only restaurant on the beach cannot just put a sign saying “out of order” on the toilet door, and that’s all! Well, in Corsica, he can. And in fact, he had! Bless this man. “Unlucky”, I said, thinking the exact opposite. “Are you okay ?”. At this point, I was trying to sound casual. Nothing exceptional is going on. Like, a wonder young girl has to pee just in front of me, why would my voice quiver with excitement? But she quickly replied “yeah, no problem, I’ll wait till we’re home”. It did not seem that bad: she was in fact crossing her legs every now and then and squirming softly on her chair, but it was impossible to notice for a neophyte. Luckily (for us), it’s more difficult to fool an exercised eye as mine... Slightly leaning forward, feet bouncing… all formed the signature of her growing need. Dinner came to an end and we got up. Mel had some difficulty doing so and started a little pee dance she certainly hoped discreet. I approached her and she whispered in my ear: “Oh my God, I have to pee! - That’s okay, you’ll be home soon. - I hope it’ll be soon enough!” Wow! Calm down, penis, calm down, don’t make it too obvious this beautiful young lady’s predicament is one of the most arousing things I’ve ever seen and heard in my life! My heart was pounding, but if I recall well my anatomy lessons, it’s nowhere mentioned it can break any chest bones. Can it? The adults began to head home, but I told my mother I’d rather stay a bit on the beach and look at the sunset. At least it was my upper brain’s wish - my lower wanted to follow Mel to the house, to the bushes, to the shower, to wherever she would pee. Nevertheless, I let them go (no pun intended),went a bit further and sat on the gravel. I was looking at the red sun falling into the sea, covering the sky in red tones, when I heard step noises approaching. Seconds later, Mel sat next to me. I looked at her in disbelief for a few seconds… “ But didn’t you say -- - Yeah, she cut, I still have to pee. Bad. But you don’t see that kind of show every day, do you? - Surely not, I replied, smiling despite myself at the double meaning. - It’s a bit better when I’m seated. But I couldn’t miss that”, she said while pointing her hand to the sky.” We remained quiet for the following 10 minutes. Or maybe it was 30, I completely lost track of time. When the last drops of red turned purple, I turned towards Mel, ready to say it was time to head home. She seemed lost in the contemplation of the sky. And one of her hand, around her lap. She caught my eye. I’ll never forget her words. “Thunder, I don’t think I can make it home.” - W-well, there’s surely a place to hide!” I looked everywhere around on the beach and there was none. No tree, no bush, just gravel and the restaurant. Why was I panicking? Was it a bit of fear I was feeling on my throat, mixed with excitement? “No, replied Mel, and there are people everywhere on the beach”. That was true. People who had the same idea as me and were seated on the beach, walking, drinking beers… Why did she wait so long? Was it possible that… “What are you gonna… - Shh. (She put a finger on my mouth). Just remain seated and enjoy the view”. I surely will. It was only a matter of seconds. I remained seated, astonished, and did as I was told. And I heard it. The faint hiss. I used all my willpower not to turn my head and, totally bewildered, imagined the wetness slowly spreading on her panty, forming a small pool beneath her butt, then draining through the gravel… I figured the warmth of her cute pussy just behind the see-through fabric… I would have given everything I have to look. I was seated just next to this beautiful young woman peeing in her panty. I could have exploded with desire, and now there was nothing I could do to hide it. When the hiss faded, Mel let out a small sigh and whispered “That’s a lot better”. Her head got closer to mine. So close. Too close… Our lips met. Our tongues melted. We kissed for what seemed like an eternity. Then we got up. We didn’t say a word – what would I say, anyway? As we headed home, I realised I was holding hands with a young lady with wet panties. Hey, heaven? Weren’t we supposed to meet later? When we got home, she immediately went to take a shower. I was still completely astonished, nearly unable to see where I was going. I ran into my mother, who asked me: “So, did you enjoy the show?” Oh yes. More than I ever expected.

Hi everyone, A couple of days ago I was talking with J (one of my pee friends) and she told me that she has a friend that was interested in wetting and golden showers but never tried it before; J gave her my number and we began talking. The same day we decided to go out and have some drinks. Later we decided to go to a hotel and well... A lot of things happened! She is super into it and loves it! We made a lot of videos but I am just allowed to share the one attached. Hope you like it ? Kat01.avi

FILTH public wetting/pooping from JADE NET View File This is a Filth production that is available on JADE NET. It is another film that was downloaded from the massive folder I found in England. **There is NUDITY** The premise is that school girls walk around and wet/poop themselves after a very public enema. I don't think this has been posted on our site before. Enjoy! Submitter rsmcfp Submitted 05/16/2018 Category Desperation Clothing  

Sexy amateur lady wets her white panties sitting down on the carpet while playing with herself. White panty wetting on the rug..mp4 Partial nudity warning

I am just wondering if anyone have any more videos from Desperate Jayne? http://clips4sale.com/welcome-to-desperate-jayne clips4sale.comRITP - Broadband.m4v

File Name: Bunny's love to be on my panties this Easter File Submitter: Sinna (2pee4you) File Submitted: 27 Mar 2016 File Category: Panty Wetting In this years Easter special clip, you see the panty bunnies enjoying a panty wetting on the toilet :) I take down the jeans, wet / pee (no nudity) give the bunnies something to play with and reveal a secret message (very secret :p) before wiping as if I just went to the toilet normally. Happy Easter! File has been compressed in handbrake. Click here to download this file

File Name: Japanese news reporter wetting File Submitter: fatct File Submitted: 14 Aug 2014 File Category: Skirt Wetting So I got this off YouTube . Enjoy :D Click here to download this file

View File Desperate interviews Young Japanese women are being interviewed. During the interview, they sit on a transparent chair so that we can see their panties and legs pressed together as they are desperate to pee. Some of them hold their crotch. Finally they can't hold any longer and wet themselves. Submitter wether Submitted 11/13/2016 Category Panty Wetting  

File Name: Vanessa Hell - Annoying colleague File Submitter: wether File Submitted: 02 Sep 2015 File Category: Skirt Wetting A well-dressed young woman is using the PC and drinking coffee. She then does some makeup and goes to the toilet, but it's unfortunately out of order. She is visibly desperate to pee and tries to pee in the sink, but someone (a friend?) comes in so she stops before she even started. Then, after some talking she walks out and goes to the bus stop. She sits at the bench and pees through her panties. It seems it's intentional peeing rather than an accident. After that she wipes herself a little. Finally her bus arrives. Click here to download this file

Learning difficulties Submitted by: Dravid61+ Submission Date: : 15 Aug 2012 Category: Videos / Movies / Clips (Female) Clothing: Skirt Wetting Type: Unspecified Wetting Scenario: Unspecified This young lady is studying and finding it very difficult to concentrate as her pee desperation grows,she decides that she cannot wait any longer and makes her way to the bathroom but falls short on her way there as her desperation to pee gets the better of her and she ends up having to pee in the kitchen sink. There is a fun screenshot I have done not sure if it as come out ok. Click here to download this file

After hours of holding it, Daddy and I both were a bit.. Aroused. <\\\\< We both went our seperate ways home and decided to have a little playtime on skype. I also recently just got a new toy to play with and i've only played with it a few times. I willingly showed him my faces and expressions. We had so much fun! However, i haven't done any willing wettings lately in my pants, my panties or my diapers (only accidents) So.. i put the thick toy inside my princess part. And placed pair of light grey panties over it so it'd stay in but with enough room to be moved. I decided to rub my princess part while I held my orgasm. I was moaning and squirming for atleast 15minutes before I had to let go. I filled my panties up all the way in the front and partly in the back. ^\\\^ It was just amazing ^\\\\^

View File 2016-07-25 - Wet fun - chrissyfox9_fullhd A girl in brown trousers walks in a lonely place, squats with legs wide apart and lets out a little pee. Then she repeats it in few various poses, takes the pants a little off and pees into panties. Finally she completely undresses and takes a tight short dress that she wears with no underwear. Nudity warning. Submitter wether Submitted 02/25/2017 Category Pants Wetting