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This story was inspired by a wonderful piece of art by Biku! I feel no need to describe what the girls are wearing, since they're in the picture just below. However, I will describe why they chose those clothes. Disclaimer: This story is not endorsed by Biku himself, I just randomly got his permission to write a story about his picture. This story deviates from any context given in the picture. Disclaimer 2: Biku is into vanilla wetting/desperation and hasn't shown that he's into lesbians or anything, so I'm putting this warning here. I don't think the original picture was meant to be taken as lesbian, but this is my story and I say they're lesbians since we're already non cannon anyway! Story starts here! Rebecca was always popular with her outgoing personality and amazing body! Her slender form mixed with her tantalizing blue eyes and heavy brown hair always caught people's eyes. She stood at 5' 8" and weighed 145 lbs, a weight she was happy with. True, some of her friends were a bit slimmer, but she could never keep herself away from her grandma's amazing brownies! On the day of the story, she wore light purple panties with a dark purple waistband and leopard print pattern on them. Her slim bra, being the bare minimum size needed to keep her cleavage contained, followed the same color scheme as her panties. Her light blue tank top held her figure well and nicely contrasted her brown pants which were adorned with a large button and double stitches at the waistband and the bottoms of the legs. Her pink tennis shoes with black stitching completed her light and delicate look perfectly! Elizabeth wasn't as popular as her friend Rebecca, but she definitely wasn't left out either. Her mid-size body and wide thighs caught eyes, along with her delicately smooth brown eyes and fully blonde hair. She stood at 5' 11" and weighed 170 lbs, a weight that reflected both her high calorie diet and the upper body exercise that she always got at her job. On the day of the story, she wore light pink panties with black stitching and a matching bra hidden underneath her black T shirt which was left with the top button undone, as well as her red mini skirt which also had red sticking. Her black shoes completed the look she was going for, strong and potent! The day began at 10am with a phone call from Elizabeth, who was so bored that she couldn't think of what to do with her day. Glancing at her phone and recognizing the number, Rebecca cheerfully answered her girlfriend! The two exchanged good mornings and gossiped for a few minutes before Liz (she lets her friends call her Liz) finally admitted her boredom and that she had absolutely zero plans for the day. This intrigued Becca (she only let Liz call her that) who proposed that the two head out into the city for a day of fun! They could hit up restaurants and parks and bowling allies and fill their entire day with excitement! Naturally, Liz said yes to this and left within 20 minutes to go pick up her best friend! As Liz pressed the red button on her smartphone and put it down, an evil smile extended from ear to ear! It's PERFECT! I can finally make her dance for me! She started coming up with a list of places that she wanted to visit, careful to avoid anywhere boring enough for her partner to excuse herself to the toilet. Rebecca had no idea what she was in store for. She was just happy to have something to do with her day, and glad to be with her bestie for the entirety of her day off! She also had a couple places in mind for the day as she started her black RX-7 and took off into the morning sun! She'd always cared for the car, as it was a gift from her late father who won many local races with it! Not to mention, it's perfect polish and double layered ceramic coating made it shine like black gold and got her all the attention she ever wanted! I'd know that sound anywhere... Thought Liz, looking out her window and seeing the black touring car coming down the road towards her house. She gave her hair one last fluff before picking up her purse and stepping through the front door, her eyes slightly squinting in the morning sun. As she locked her front door and put her keys back in her purse, her eyes once again passed over the water bottles packed in there... Rebecca pressed unlock on the car door and honked the horn once, to which Liz took her time walking over to the car before leaning down to step into the lowered car. The two just looked at each other and giggled for a sec, although for slightly different reasons... "Wanna go to that outdoor restaurant with the amazing pasta?" Asked Liz. "Sure, I'm starving!" Quickly replied Rebecca. "You mind if we do like last time?" Asked Liz, moving her hand towards the center of the car. "Yeah, no problem at all! You did really good last time!" Said an excited Rebecca. With that, Rebecca pushed the clutch pedal to the floor and Liz clicked the shifter into first gear. "Off we go!" Said Rebecca, swapping clutch for gas as the two started their journey to the nearby city of sparkles! The two couldn't be more in sync! It was only the second time Liz had been the one manning the shifter, but she knew how the car always felt when she was in the passenger seat and had memorized the way her gf always drove. After a few minutes, Rebecca stopped telling Liz when to shift gears and would just tap her hand against the wheel when it was time to change gears. She never had to wait for Liz to find the right gear, leaving the car driving almost as smoothly as it did when she was doing the shifting. Almost an hour later, the two arrived at a busy couple blocks and left the car with the windows cracked in the restaurant parking lot before heading over to be seated. They took a table in the corner and ordered as much fancy pasta and bread sticks as they could eat! With their bellies full, the two used the toilets before heading out. It was now nearly noon, a perfect time to visit the local park and walking trails! The both purchased the rose hip and ginseng tea from the vender at the entrance before picking a trail at random and heading out into well groomed woods. They talked about life and gossiped to their hearts content as they finished their tea and deposited the empty bottles into a recycling can as they walked. Their walk lasted about 2 hours, interrupted only by short breaks on the local benches and the need to introduce themselves to local dog walkers and pet their beautiful dogs. "I could really go for some water right about now" Said Rebecca, her dry mouth and throat slightly skewing her voice. "I got a couple with me, here, have one." Said Liz, handing a bottle of fruit flavored water to her gf before the two once again sat on a bench and drank their waters. That should be enough... She's always had a delightfully small bladder... Thought Liz, giggling to herself. "What's so funny over there?" Asked Rebecca. "Nothing important, just remembering the first time we played frisbee here... You threw it so high we had to ask someone to climb the tree to get it down!" Said Liz, chuckling a bit harder now. "I told you I'd never done it before." Quipped Rebecca, her urge to empty her bladder pushing her to ask to continue their walk... She'd just slip away to the restrooms before they left the park... Her heart sank as she saw the sign on the restroom door. "Closed for Maintenance. Sorry for the inconvenience." "Guess I just gotta wait..." Said Liz, moving her legs around a little as she faked a struggle against a filling bladder. Truth was, her bladder was so huge that she could comfortably go for another few hours, but she needed to make it look like she had to go if her plan was ever going to work... Besides, it's not like those drinks weren't hitting her too, just that there was so much room in her massive bladder that she could afford to wait quite awhile longer... She'd also had a couple drinks before leaving home, in hopes that she could produce a rather powerful stream to go along with her fake pee desperation. "You think you can make it to the next stop?" Asked Rebecca, concerned for her friend who was now so desperate that she apparently couldn't stop from dancing in front of her gf. "Yeah, I should be fine..." Said Liz, forcing a small blush to go along with her fake pee dance... She'd chosen a bowling alley as their next stop knowing that the leagues were in town today and they'd never be able to get into any of the local bowling alleys... "Okay, then let's get going." Said Rebecca, walking back to the car and looking up the nearest bowling alley. When they got there, they found that not only was there no parking left, but there was a line just to get in! "Oh come on!" Shouted Liz, rocking in her seat a bit as she closed her legs hard enough to make sure her gf noticed... "Wanna just skip the bowling and head back? We can hang at my place." "S-Sure..." Said Rebecca, not wanting her gf to have an accident and embarrass herself, especially not in her car! Thing is, Rebecca had to go really bad as well! Her bladder was near capacity and she fought so hard to keep from showing her desperation as another wave rode through her... She turned the car around and started the drive back... Only about halfway back, her desperation surged again as another wave crashed into her! She was easily at an 8/10! It was impossible for her to hold still and her slight movements were picked up by her gf's eagle eyes... "OOOhhhhhh I gotta goooooooo" Whined Liz, rocking in her seat a few times as she placed her hand on her crotch. She kept her eyes to her lap before looking at her gf and quickly pulling her hand off her crotch and blushing... She was only at a 6/10 at the most, but she needed to keep the act up for her master plan to work... "You sure you're gonna be okay? Should I pull over?" Asked Rebecca. She secretly hoped that Liz would say yes, as she was far too embarrassed to say that she needed to pull over for herself in the near future. "Yeah, I can still wait..." Said Liz, sitting up and dropping the potty dance for a few seconds before leaning forward a bit again... "Okay, if you're sure." Said Rebecca, disappointed that she wasn't able to get a yes out of her gf. When the two were just a few blocks from her house, Liz tensed her body and crossed her legs tightly before leaning forward and groaning. "Almost there, almost there, almost there..." She repeated this to herself, just loud enough for Rebecca to hear. "I need a distraction." She said as she pulled out her phone and texted Tyler that it was almost his time to shine. She had this whole thing planned out and paid her neighbor $20 to help her with her fantasy! She then opened a game on her phone and continued her fake potty dance as the duo neared her house. Rebecca finally couldn't hold still at all... Her body twitched as her bladder screamed for release! It was at 110%! The only thing stopping her from wetting herself was her pride in her image and her will to to embarrass herself in front of her gf! She barely held on as she parallel parked in front of her house and turned the car off! "Shit shit shit!" Liz said under her breath! As she got out of the car and stood up, she forced a few spurts out which soaked through her panties and splashed to the ground under her! "COVER ME!" She yelled as she pulled her skirt up and panties and dropped to a squat behind the car! She moaned in pleasure as she forced her pee out as hard as she could, the stream slamming into the ground and echoing off the parked cars! Rebecca stood behind her, blocking the view of any passing cars. Her bladder absolutely tormented her! She started to undo her pants in preparation for them to change places once Liz was done, all while standing bent forwards with her legs tightly crossed and her hand jammed in her crotch! As much as she wanted to keep cool in front of her friend, she was on the verge of losing it! Hearing her gf empty her bladder right behind her sent her to entirely new levels of desperation as the drops started to escape her pussy and damped her beautiful panties! Finally, Rebecca couldn't keep quiet anymore! "C-Can you hurry up?!" She yelled to her gf, gripping herself tightly as her panties slowly started to darken inside her pants! Her entire body shook as she fought to keep the floodgates closed! "I'm going as fast as I can!" Replied Liz, still gushing at full strength! Just on cue, Tyler left his house and began walking to the fence at the edge of his yard. Liz heard Tyler's door and and stopped her stream, locking plenty of boiling hot piss away for later! Tyler opened the gate on his fence and began walking down the sidewalk... "Okay my turn! Quick, cover me!" Said a very embarrassed Rebecca! "NOT YET! Someone's coming!" Said Liz, an evil grin reaching from one ear to the other as she turned around and saw her beautiful gf dancing and shaking her ass off as she struggled to contain the flood! "Shit. Opportunities gone. Come on inside, quick, before you have an accident!" Said Liz, seeing a bunch of people coming down the sidewalks on both sides of the street... There went any hopes of privacy for poor desperate Rebecca! "Oh come on!" Shouted Rebecca, doing her best to maintain her image as she walked while bent over forwards! She was nearly completely doubled over! Her hips swung from side to side as her bladder screamed in desperation! Finally at the front door, Liz wasted time as she pretended to have trouble finding her keys in her purse... She heard a familiar sound as a few spurts escaped Rebecca's tightly closed thighs and hissed into her panties, creating a visible wet spot on her lovely brown pants! Liz finally opened the front door and Rebecca dashed past her! Spurts of pee threatened to start running down her legs as she finally reached the bathroom door, only to find it locked! "C'mon c'mon c'mon!" She yelled, her flood starting to break free and run down to her knees! Rebecca urged Liz's roommate to get out of the bathroom ASAP as her hold continued to crumble... Only one thing... Liz's roommate wasn't home today. Liz had simply locked the bathroom door before she left! Finally catching up to Rebecca, Liz's body got so hot as she took in the view of her gf doing the most frantic pee dance she'd ever seen! She couldn't help but be really turned on! It was making her so horny she couldn't control herself! Liz stood next to her gf and smiled as she forced her floodgates open and peed as hard as she could! It shot right through her panties and splashed against the hardwood floor with tremendous force! She simply looked to the ceiling and moaned in eustasy! This pushed Rebecca over the edge! She frantically started pulling her pants down before it started rocketing out of her! "OOOhhhhhhh!" She moaned in a mix of ecstasy and embarrassment as her bladder emptied itself into her panties! She squatted down and pulled her panties aside, her fire hose stream hissed SO LOUD as it shot out of her and splattered against the hardwood floor! Finally finished, she couldn't believe what she'd just done! She nearly began to cry as tears welled up in her eyes! At this moment, Liz reached over and pulled Rebecca into a tight hug and thanked her for the incredible show! She began fingering Rebecca through her panties before pulling them aside and reaching into her throbbing pussy! "C'mon, let's get a shower." Said Liz, stepping into the restroom and starting the water running. Liz was so unbelievably horny that she did something even she didn't understand... She kept her clothes on and stopped Rebecca from taking her clothes off! She pulled her gf into the shower and grabbed her boobs through her shirt and and bra as the water soaked into their clothing and the tension started to melt away from their bodies! Rebecca was so unbelievably turned on by this! She gladly returned the favor as the two began playing with each other in the shower, eventually finding each other's G-spots and causing the hottest orgasms that either of them had ever experienced before! Finally, they took they clothes off and each washed the other as their heads started to level back out... This is the end of this story, but don't think this is the end of these girl's adventures! Rebecca had just discovered how hot pee desperation really was! This new fetish would be with her for the rest of her life! Thank you all for reading to the end! Daredare205's best!

I'll go first. I'm a 26 year old straight male for context. I'll start by telling you what my favorite flavor of omo is: genuine uncontrollable accidents brought on by a truly bursting bladder and no chance of using any facilities to relieve it! General naughtiness and power pissing work very well for me as a sort of foreplay, but if you make it the main event, I don't think you're into the same flavor of omo as I am. I'd plan so many things to do! Obviously the climax would be sex while bursting, but we've gotta do plenty of stuff before that! I'd start by announcing on the app that I'm using that I'm into pee desperation and bladder torture so the poor girl knows what she's getting herself into. Of course, we'd be strangers who met online and are curious about our pee fetish. I'd like for our first meeting to be late morning so we can have lunch and take full advantage of the unlimited refills offered by whatever restaurant we visit. After lunch, we'd probably go to a park or something where we can be outdoors but still be able to slip away into rather thin privacy for when the moment arrives! I'd just love to go bird spotting, dog petting, and just general outdoor socializing while our bladders fill to dangerous capacities! Since I've got a bladder of steel, I'm sure she'd burst before me, and we could make this into a power pissing show! When she truly can't wait anymore, we'll diverge from the trail we're on and hide behind some shrubs or whatever while she demonstrates just how far she can send her stream into the air! Then we'd head back to a cheap hotel room with two beds where we can do as much damage as we want to the bed and all we'd have to worry about is a cleaning fee. A pool is a must, since we'd bring sports drinks and hit the pool all afternoon! Lots of flirting, feeling each other up, but no nudity or sex yet for obvious reasons. For an evening dinner, I'm thinking an outdoor restaurant with the wooden overhangs and lanterns all over! We'd once again take full advantage of the unlimited refills and drink as much as we safely can! Once done with dinner, we'd drive back to the hotel with our rapidly filling bladders! I'm aware I'd likely have to drink at least a large bottle of water ahead of time to get my bladder truly full before my partner bursts all over the floor... One of the cons of a steel bladder that holds almost 2L... Arriving back at the hotel, we'd watch TV and engage in massages, followed by teasing and a lengthy foreplay session as we reach max capacity! Once we truly can't wait another second, I'd coat my dick in aphrodisiac lube and send my throbbing dick the whole way in! Neither of us are allowed to pee until we both orgasm together, resulting in the ultimate synchronous peegasm that I've only ever managed to experience once... Although I get peegasms rather regularly, it's a matter of compatibility to get a woman to peegasm with you. I've gotten lucky with this once when casual dating about a year ago... Just because we've peegasm'd doesn't mean we're done! We're gonna keep having sex until our bladders are empty! Given the fact that I'd just peed inside this girl, I'd have a vaginal cleaner ready to go. Don't want her getting an infection from any urine left up in there... Then we'd shower and take the other bed for a good night's sleep. What happens next is up to us. If she wants to stay together, that's AWESOME! If not, oh well, it was technically a casual service. Thank you for reading. I'd love to hear about your current fantasies! No need to match my flavor of omo, just be yourselves in your responses! Daredare205's best!

Just wondering if anyone knew the source of this video! Found it reposted on Twitter. Perfect Hot Girl Wets Fall Clothes in the Shower.mp4

Hello! I am looking for a video I think was uploaded to this site, but I cannot find it. It was called something like "she makes it to the bathroom but goes in her pants anyways" or "made it to the bathroom but too late" or something vaguely like that. Basically, it is of a woman who gets home, makes it to the bathroom, and instead of going to the toilet, she goes to the shower and pees her pants instead. If someone could point me in the direction of that video, I would appreciate it.

I need some scenarios that make peeing fun. Like if im in the shower and I pretend that its raining outside and I pulled over on the side of the road for a pit stop.

Hi, so this is my first time writing and I can't guarantee that whatever this is it will be pursued fervently, but I want to do something a little bit more creative with my thoughts regarding my sexuality and this scenario has played out in my dreams enough that I want to start with it. Warning, there will be sexual content but not in every chapter, and there will be lots of nudity, but the nudity will not always be sexual. This is not an omorashi first story either, and although omorashi will be included because it is a fetish of mine, it will not be featured in every chapter nor be a major plot point, at least at the beginning. I also have a mild form of Asperger's syndrome, so I feel that I will be able to create better characters that are more similar to me in the way I think, as opposed to neurotypical character that are often difficult for me to grasp. I will initially keep all characters above 18, however if it seems safe to do so I will include ages 15 and up, not because I am particularly attracted to people that young as a 20 year old cis straight white male, but more because I am particularly attracted to people who haven't quite figured out their sexuality, are shyer, and retain youthful attitudes, and this is easier to write in with younger characters. But for now I will stick to 18. I'd appreciate feedback if possible! Chapter 1: Elisa and Saturday Night at the gym Elisa had just started her first year at her university. Although far from her home in New Jersey, she was excited to begin a life of her own and adventure to new places, both physically and mentally. She had grown up in a very religious household, and although everyone in the household was practicing, her parents were good enough to her that they were not too overbearing. Her father was Puerto Rican and her mother was Dominican, and they had met in English class shortly after each of them moved to the USA. Elisa was the oldest having turned 18 last week, and she had one younger sister who was starting 8th grade at age 13, and a brother starting 4th grade at age 9. Although she loved her family very much, the day to day ruses in her household were difficult to manage at times, and she was looking forward to a change of scenery. Elisa's life was complicated as lives should be. There was nothing terrible, tragic, or traumatic about it but life is existentially hard to comprehend, especially in Elisa's case of a mild form of Asperger's syndrome, which gave her a depth of knowledge about a plethora of topics, including politics, geography, public transportation, art history, and really almost anything. Some people considered her to lack personality and be emotionally stoic due to the vast majority conversational interactions being infused with random facts and snippets. But apart from how she might be perceived, Elisa is a very emotional person. Well, not usually outwardly although she does cry from time to time in her bedroom. But like most people with Asperger's, Elisa had chronic depression. It was nothing severe and a manageable mental illness, but it made her feel even more isolated in the way she sees the world. Her quest at this stage in her life is to understand the world as best she can from observation and curiosity. At home she frequently took trips on the PATH to go to New York, and starting in high school she got a bike that could transport her to many medium distance places in North Jersey. But because her family was poor, they could not afford a car, so Elisa did not have a driver's license. That was okay for her though, because she was content with the current situation. For Elisa, life is hard, but the joyful moments make it worth living. As a practicing and believing Catholic, Elisa was well versed on the acts that should be avoided to prevent sin. She was not naïve to the nature of sex, but rather discouraged from participating in anything too promiscuous. Her mother had taught her about it when she was 9 in anticipation of menstruation, and since then she has read quite a bit on the topic and understands human nature when it comes to sexual matters. She has been catcalled or stared at more times than she could count while in public, and while these definitely bother her, she has not been protruded from participating in activities she loves because of it. However, as much as she understands sex from a knowledge standpoint, Elisa is rather unpracticed when it comes to understanding her own sexuality. In high school she also participated in an activity called drum and bugle corps or "drum corps" for short, and while there she had to get used to the idea of communal showers. Being naked in the presence of other girls her age was something she was used to and could tolerate, and as a result she was very comfortable in her own body. There she also discovered that she is mostly straight with perhaps a slight curiosity towards women. But her alone time is limited at her house, and because of the religious nature of her household, she does not want to risk anything about her sexuality being found out by her parents. The only time she ever gets time to herself is in the bathroom because her bedroom is shared with her sister, and she has a habit of taking long showers for the purpose of getting herself off. She knows of at least one fetish of hers, that being omorashi and pee holding. Though she has done it herself a few times, she finds herself most turned on when she sees guys struggle to hold it. It is this that gets her off half the time, whether she is reading or watching erotic material on her phone in the bathroom or just in the shower playing. However, she has not yet had a boyfriend, she has not yet seen a guy naked, and she has not often gone to any parties with people her age. Her parents seldom had to worry about Elisa's doings outside the house due to her Asperger's making many of the risky activities unappealing. Elisa hoped to change some of this at college though. She hoped to get a boyfriend, though she didn't want to force it, rather have it happen organically instead. She also hoped to see a guy naked at some point and/or attend a party of some sort, not to be risky with herself, but instead to observe. This really was a new stage in her life. Elisa had just enrolled in a small-ish liberal arts college in upstate New York near the Adirondacks (this is no particular real life school, I'm basing the school size off my own but I don't want to reveal where I am enrolled, so I picked the Adirondacks because the setting feels right). She got in on scholarships, both for her intellect and her status as the first in the family to attend college. The first week of classes have gone well so far, and the weekend has finally arrived. Elisa spent most of Saturday playing games and watching TV with her roommate, Jordyn. Her roommate and she also did some homework, but after a while they had both gotten tired and decided to move onto TV. This first week, Elisa had discovered that the fitness center was open 24 hours. One simply needed to tap their card and they were allowed in. The same was also true for the pool, however you needed to prove your ability to swim in order to go in without a lifeguard. (There was a multi campus lifeguard standby program so that appropriate lifeguards could be notified if the cameras showed something in which someone needed to intervene. If it was required, there was a button that could drain the entire pool at a high flow rate to provide air to any drowning victims. There was also a breathalyzer that would lock access to any inebriated students). Elisa took the test on Thursday and she now has swipe access to the pool for 24 hours. She found that exercising at night was the best way for her to be active and blow off steam. Fewer people were working out at midnight, making any semblance of social anxiety rest easy on her. She would typically arrive to the gym at 11:30, run on the treadmill for 20 minutes, do weights for 15 minutes, then go to the locker room, change into her swimsuit, use the pool for 15 minutes, come back to the locker room, shower, change into her pajamas, and head back to her dorm to go to bed. She had worked out every day this week except Wednesday, and she used the pool on Thursday and Friday. Her routine was beginning to set itself in and she was starting to get used to the schedule. It was 11:20 on Saturday when Elisa got ready to go to the gym. She got changed into her workout clothes (a purple tank top, white sports bra, gray yoga pants that cut off at the thigh as well as neon yellow spandex boy shorts underneath), and was about to say bye to Jordyn until she realized Jordyn was passed out watching TV in the lounge. Elisa walked by Jordyn, out the door, and over to the fitness center. She was carrying her bag with her swimsuit and pajamas, as well as her large water bottle. Her towel and shower supplies she kept in a locker at the fitness center. On her way over to the gym, she heard lots of voices and screaming all around her. It was yet another party night on campus, and although Elisa was curious, she persisted to the gym. She arrived to the locker room and dropped off all her nonessential items for working out. She realized she needed to pee but then a thought occurred to her: she hadn't indulged herself at all since arriving to campus, mostly because she was rarely ever alone. Perhaps she could play a game with herself and hold her pee as long as she could while working out so that she could release some sexual libido before heading back to her dorm. Consequently, that's what Elisa decided to do. She laid all of her belongings in her locker except for her water bottle, phone, earbuds, and face towel and walked out of the locker room toward the gym. Elisa drank about a third of a 1.5 liter bottle before she started running on the treadmill. 5 minutes in she started getting cramps and realized that she really should have stretched if she were to drink that much. Cramps aside, she made it through all 20 minutes and began to feel a slight twinge in her bladder. The gym was fairly sparse with only about 10 people working out, so there was no need to wait for any equipment. Elisa drank another 300mL or so before starting her quick weight routine. She did her biceps and shoulders with moderately heavy dumbbells (for her size and gender), and then moved onto the tricep machine. Elisa drank another 200mL before the triceps, followed by another 200mL after. It helped that her body needed the water, so it was absorbed into her system quickly preventing bloating and other discomfort. Elisa usually finished her gym portion after the triceps, but because she was feeling so mischievous and because her bladder was starting to give her warning signs, she fathomed another idea: she would do a few reps of the seated knee raise machine to challenge herself. Elisa walked over to the machine, set the weight at the right level and began the reps. Around the 7th or 8th rep she felt another twinge in her urethra that lasted a few seconds. She could feel the fluids building up and the pleasure mounting. As she raised her knees on the 8th rep she shivered and shuddered as her need to pee was ringing the doorbell in her brain. On her tenth and final rep, she let out a soft moan, uncharacteristic for her as she tends to be quite quiet in public, before finally relaxing. She didn't need to go so bad that she was in danger of spurting, but the experience was scary and exhilarating nonetheless. It wouldn't exactly be accurate to say Elisa was dry either, as the garments that covered her nether regions were already fairly damp from sweat since the treadmill. But perhaps her boys gotta were slightly damper because of the juices that may have escaped as her labia parted and lubricated itself. After her indulgence with the leg raising machine, Elisa was ready to return to her locker to prepare for the short swim. On the way over, she finished her final 300mL and refilled the water bottle. She was thinking about how excited and antsy she felt about what she was doing, being in public was especially energizing. She passed a guy who was walking into the gym and couldn't help but bite her lip at the small protruberance visible in his black running shorts. She had never seen a bare penis before except in images and some rated R movies, but she was yet inclined to lay her own eyes on a real one. Wouldn't it be something if I could catch one while I was here today. What if I were to walk into the locker room and see a guy just standing there playing with it? Elisa thought to herself. Alas, this fantasy lived up to its designation as a fantasy, and she arrived to an empty women's locker room as usual. Usual, however, was the baritone audiation emanating from the right side of the locker room, where the toilets and showers were. She realized that she could hear any conversation coming from the men's side, and the their toilets were likely opposite the women's as the conversation seemed to be more of an echo. Elisa discovered the vent in the wall that carried the sound she out her ear up to it and listened in. "Yo, you ready?" said one guy. "Nah man, Imma take a piss first. Them white claws gotta come out one way o 'nother, and I ain't be barfin' today" said the other. Elisa noticed that the end of this clause seemed slightly louder than the beginning, indicating that it was directed closer to her. "Aight man, 'll see ya inside" the first replied. Elisa heard a door creak and some footsteps walk toward her. The vent she was at was in the southeast corner of the room if north were the direction you face when you walk in. She heard some nasal breathing near the east side of the women's room, the west side of the men's. She then heard the soft patter of the guys pee in the nearby urinal. It then coalesced into a solid tone indicative of a stream. Elisa couldnt ignore the urge to touch herself, and began to rub her damp yoga pants. Her need to pee was also slightly heightened, but not yet to the point of bursting. The stream in the urinal dragged on and Elisa kept rubbing herself through the fabric, feeling the pleasure of hearing a guy pee this close. The stream kept going and a small spurt escaped Elisa. She had trouble convincing herself not to continue the pleasurable feelings, but finally the stream tapered and Elisa calmed down. She then heard footsteps walk away and the door creak open and shut again. Ew, thought Elisa, if you're going to be that hot you should at least be hygienic about it. She inspected the squirt both visually and with her nose, and decided that she better get to the pool before she bursts and ruins her fun. Elisa removed her sneakers and socks and walked over to her locker, ready to begin her final exercise before sexual ecstasy. ____ Sorry to leave it here, I intended to stop at a slightly different point but my hands are getting cold from typing and I want to have something posted before I continue so I can get some feedback. Let me know what you think!

I was so desperate I'd already started leaking onto the floor so needed to urgently start the camera rolling for your enjoyment! YouCut_20221019_000207501.mp4

Hey y'all! So, if I'm being honest, sharing these stories with all you wonderful people has become my new favorite creative outlet; something I've been in dire need of. I won't go in to detail about my mental health struggles here, as I like to keep my posts light and funny. Just know that finding this site has become a small speck of light in the darkness that has been my life for years, and I truly cherish every single interaction I've had on this amazing site. Thank you all. So. It's 2012. I'm 27, well into my divorce, livin' in a hood-ass apartment complex in Arlington, Texas(in between Fort Worth and Dallas), and working as the Unofficial Sous Chef at the employee cafe/canteen in the global headquarters building of a company that(among other things) makes helicopters for the United States Department Of Defense. Monday thru Friday, PTO, holidays off, benefits, and pretty decent pay for the time. I'd been workin' there a year already and had quickly become the Number One Heavy-Hitter on the entire crew; only one who could handle more shit at once than me was our Executive Chef; Chef "Chino"(he told me to call him that, he was TOTALLY cool with it!). Chef "Chino" is a 5'6" 200lb(168cm 91kg) Cinese Gordon Ramsey, with a slight Napoleonic Complex, and a penchant for stress-eating. He wasn't over-weight tho, he worked out a lot and did Triple Gun shooting competitions. He's also the greatest Chef I've ever had the priviledge of working for in my 12 year career in foodservice. I learned so much from him. So my job, as the Unofficial Sous Chef, was to ALWAYS back Chef "Chino"; he was "Bad Cop" and I was "Good Cop." Which meant whenever he tapped me on the shoulder as he was walking past me, I knew what time it was. "Goddamnit, Guys. EVERYONE LINE IT UP!!!" I'd shout; I knew how to make my voice carry better than Chef, better for the initial shock to make sure you get everyone's attention. Everyone lined up by the office facing Chef "Chino" and me. My job was to stand behind Chef with my arms folded across my chest and do my damnedest to 1) Not look like a disappointed uncle, and B) Keep a straight face thru what's about to happen next. Chef launches into to this tirade of transgresions, providing physical proof as evidence when available. He always went out of the way to make these puplic group harranguings as ridiculous as possible, while still driving home the underlaying message of "Y'all Fucked Up And That's Why I'm PISSED!" I was also the Breakfast Guy. Which meant I had to drag my happy ass thru those double doors by 4:30am, just enough time to get the breakfast buffet ready by 6am if I fuckin' hurry. It's late August, nice chill day at work. I'm getting my station prepped for lunch service when in walks this 5'11" 190lb(180cm 86kg) tall drink of water, with dark strawberry-blonde hair pulled back to reveal gauged earlobes, and a dark blue steel industrial in one ear. As she got closer I saw the septim peircing(my kryptonite from both men and women! 😍) accentuating her oval shapped face. An eyebrow ring opposite the industrial finished the look. I was taken aback. 'Who is this?' I thought to myself. We smiled to each other as she walked by towards the office. She shook Chef's hand and they both went into the office; the sound of the door closing snapped me out of my stupor. I see her start to fill out an application as I get back to work. As I was working, I noticed her watching me from time to time. Her light blue eyes tracking me as I went about getting my station set up. 'Shit,' I thought. 'This chick's gonna be Trouble.' I get everything set up and clock out for my break. I wave at her thru the office windows as I stroll out the double doors; she waved back. I mosied over to the parking lot so I could chain-smoke in my car for 30mins straight, and mentally prepared myself for lunch service. I saw Chef after I clocked back in and was putting the finishing touches on my station. "So what'd you think?" he asked me. "Think about what?" I knew exactly what he was talking about, but I had to play it cool. "The new girl! She's got good experience, and she's finishing up her culinary degree at the jr college." "Right on," I replied. I'm the mothafuckin' Apotheosis Of Cool. "She starts tomorrow. Her name's "Lily." And you're gonna be training her." He walked off. I would't have had time to answer anyway, the gates had just openned up. Signalling the start of lunch service. 'Well.' I thought to myself. 'Fuck.' So quick shoutout to @DerekOmoso for suggesting I use a flower as her name instead of a stripper stage name like I've been doing. 'Cause it made me remember that I would eventually have her contact picture as this in my phone: She thought it was fuckin' hilarious! So we fast-forward a few months; "Lily" and I are dating and have been goin' at it non-stop like two mice in a wool sock! I mean...this chick...we wore each other OUT those first few weeks! We fucked AT LEAST twice a day for NINE DAYS STRAIGHT!!! It was awesome! And the only reason we couldn't break double-digits is because we were both too sore and exhausted. I told her my dick was so sore it was starting to hurt whenever I got hard. She was more than understanding, as she told me she was so sore from my "amazingly fat girthy cock repeatedly murdering her vagina,"(her EXACT words) she was legitimately concerned she'd have difficulty walking the next day. Ah...so much sex. One of her friends pulled me aside while a bunch of us were hangin' out and shootin' pool at this dive bar by "Lilys'" parents' house. She told me "I don't know how much she's exagerated when she told me how much you were packin' down there, and I don't wanna know. I do know that you know what you're doing with it; I've NEVER seen her this happy with a new man!" Her friend grinned and gave me "knucks," and with out missin' a beat: "If you hurt her, I'ma cut your dick off with my tourne knife(a 4"(101.6mm) knife with an extremely sharp, curved blade. Used for carving potatoes.) while you're asleep." She gave me a hug and went back to go join her friends. Goddamn female Chefs...mmm. Fuckin' love 'em!!! 😍😍 We were both so comfortable in exploring different things together. Once she learned about my pee fetish, she just fuckin' ran with it! She told me she'd always been interested rope bondage, so I ordered a highly-recommended Beginner's Guide book and 30'(9.14m) of Japanese silk bondage rope from amazon. Now, we never moved in together, but it was a given that after work on Fridays until Sunday evenings would be spent together in various states of undress in my apartment. My sheets would have to be washed at least twice during the weekend, as ALL my fitted sheets would become soaked in piss and cum(and sometimes blood depending on the time of the month, but that's never bothered me. Nothin' a shower can't fix). So our Friday nights would always go as follows...I'd get off work at around 2pm, as I was the first one thru the double doors every morning. "Lily" would be off work by 3:30pm or so. This gave me plenty of time to go home, smoke a bowl, tidy up the the place, and rub one out real quick while I'm takin' a shower. She'd always show up right as I'm getting dressed. We'd hop in my car and go grab whatever supplies we needed for the weekend; food, booze, weed, lube, bondage tape. You know, just the basics. 😉 We'd get back to my place and put everything away, and set up her PS4 and tv next to my xbox. That's right folks! Not only was she super attractive; with her amazingly toned legs from being a semi-pro figure skater during all her teenage years, multiple tattoos, nipple rings, and 3, coun't 'em, 3(!) navel peircings...but she was also a Gamer Chick! 😍❤️ Multiplying those previously aforementioned attributes by Over 9000! During this time I'm slowly being driven crazy. Ya see, we had rules. "Lily" would stay fully clothed and purposefully Hold for a few hours. Undressing only when she decided she wanted to go pee. But I still would never know when this was happening; we'd be smoking and/or drinking by then and gaming. And "Lily" was a fuckin' Jedi Master when it came to Holding! Nothing phased her, not even tickling! It was uncanny. Eventually she would always manage to get up without me noticing. I'd hear from the bathroom, "Hey Hun, can you come here, please?" I'd get up with a big dumb grin on my face, I knew what would be waiting for me: "Lily" standing butt-ass nekid with one foot propped up on the counter top, and a cup full of fresh warm pee in hand. I immediately did what was expected of me. I downed the glass of "Lily's" delicious golden piss as fast I could, savoring every drop; that was only the first step. And I wasn't to do anything else unti that glass was empty. Then came my favorite part: I had to clean her off! 😄 I'd start just above her clit with my tongue, slowly moving down one side and up the other of her smooth puffy lips. Once I was sure I got every single drop, I'd dive me tongue deep into her wet pussy; the tastes of her pussy juices and pee mixing together in my mouth, making my dick harder than diamond! I'd gently suck on her peehole a few times to make sure no drop is left behind. Once I'm satisfied I had gotten every single molecule of her sweet golden nectar, I'd latch on to her clit with my lips and start gently sucking while I'd move the tip of my tongue up and down her on her swollen little clit. Her response was immediate: with a sigh and a moan she started to slightly move her hips against my face. I sucked her clit a little harder, moved my tongue a little faster, while pushing back against her hips. Her hips moved more and more, to where she was grinding her crotch on my face. Oh y'all...I fuckin' loved this next part. It was only a matter of time before she had a handful of my long curly hair and was smothering me with her hot wet snatch. Moans became more pronounced from the both of us. "Lily" tensed up and started what I can only describe as "softly shreiking" as both of her hands grabbed the back of my head, the leg she had propped up began to spasm, her body shook as she moaned loadly. I became aware warm trickle in my mouth and I closed my eyes; enjoying every second of her orgasm as she squirted in my mouth. Eventually we'd separate and catch our breaths. I'd kiss her deeply, shoving my tongue in her mouth so she could enjoy a little taste of herself. "Mmmm..." she'd always tell me the same thing, in the sweetest voice imaginable and with a huge smile on her face. "Thank you for helping me, Baby." We'd always take a nice long hot shower next. Passionately embracing and kissing each other, washing each other's back, and, of course, more kissing and embracing. Our Wet Weekend Fun only just beginning. 😍

As the title says, just a little shower pee. IMG_0214.MOV

I had tied my sweater around my waist, which managed to cover most of my wet jeans, but part of my right pant leg was still exposed in the back. The inside of my sandals were still a little damp, and I could feel my feet sliding across the soaked leather from each step that I took, though they were drying quickly. Haley kept her arm around me, knowing that I was still upset and needed her comfort. As we made the journey to her house, we talked about what happened, my shaky voice betraying just how rattled I was now. The chafing from my damp clothes on… various parts of my lower body, reminded me of everything that had happened that day. Not to mention that it was very uncomfortable. “I just… can’t believe it happened twice… in ONE day…” I exclaimed, still embarrassed about my horrible day. “Haley…” I looked over to her. She was by my right side, her khaki pants brushing against my leg. “What’s wrong with me?” I asked. She looked into my dried up, saddened eyes with concern. I didn’t expect a real answer, I didn’t know what I wanted to hear. All I knew was that I was confused, slightly frustrated and humiliated. Haley looked away from me for a moment, down to the pavement that we were walking on as we turned a corner. We had been walking for nearly thirty minutes now, and all I couldn’t stop dwelling on this mortifying experience. “Maddy, you just had some bad luck today.” She said earnestly; her sympathetic eyes showed her true feelings. “I hate seeing you like this, you don’t deserve any of it.” As she hugged me tight with her left arm again, her embrace felt as comforting as a warm blanket on a cold night. “We’re going to get you cleaned up; you can borrow some of my clothes… in fact…” Haley smiled and looked to me, as if just coming up with a great idea. “Why don’t you stay with me tonight? At my house.” I perked up from my slump as I looked up from her and gazed down the street. We were nearing the end of the last street before we reached her neighborhood as I pondered her request. “Your parents won’t mind?” I inquired as I began to cheer up. “They shouldn't; in fact, I don’t think they’ll even be home. My mom mentioned that she and dad were going out tonight.” She smiled a little more. “We’d have the house to ourselves. What do you think?” It was apparent that Haley wanted me to be with her tonight, and I wanted to as well. I smiled back, for the first time since this morning. “Okay!” I excitedly said. “My mom shouldn’t have a problem with it, but I’ll let her know so she doesn’t blow up my phone later.” I was feeling happier now that I knew this day would soon become better. Haley’s warm embrace still cradled my body as we turned the corner to her street: Wedersilf Way. I don’t know why, but that street name seemed awfully familiar. I took the time before we reached her house to text my mom and tell her I wanted to stay at Haley’s house that night. In no time at all, she had texted me back telling me it was fine and that antifairy of omorashi.org wrote this original fiction. Whatever that meant. What mattered was that I got to stay at my best friend’s house, and that was more than enough to make me happy that day. As we approached the front door to her brown brick home, I stopped her on the porch and looked up to her. “Haley, I really want to thank you for doing all this for me… and.. being here for me.” I looked down at her welcome mat, which was woven into a green and red pattern. Haley looked to me and smiled. “I don’t know what I would have done without you.” I smiled wider this time and she returned the same gesture as she took my hand in hers. “Of course, I will always be here for you, no matter what!” Haley exclaimed, smiling at me. Her warm hand and kind words sent shivers down my spine. It was then that I noticed my clothes had dried almost completely, with only a light stain visible in the sunlight. They still felt uncomfortable, though, and I couldn’t wait to get out of them! After she unlocked the door, we went inside, entering into the living room. Haley’s house was decently sized for her family: a two bedroom, two bathroom house. She was an only child, so she had a bedroom all to herself with her own personal connected bathroom. I was always jealous of this, as my house only had one full bathroom, which my parents and I shared, along with a half bathroom adjoining the laundry room. Haley led me to her bedroom, where we’d probably be spending most of the night. It wasn’t as big as my room at home, but it was still adequate for the two of us. She had a full sized bed on the left side, and a vanity dresser on the right with a laptop on it. Both the bed and the dresser were made from dark mahogany wood that complemented the light colored cream carpet and burgundy painted walls. On another side of the room was a closet with two mirrored sliding doors, one of which was open, showcasing some of Haley’s well maintained and various designer clothes. She turned to face me and sighed. “I bet you’re just absolutely dying for a shower, so use mine.” I looked to the right corner of her room where her bathroom was located. It looked so inviting. “Oh! You need some clothes, let me see what I have for you.” I smiled at her, wondering what she’d pick out for me to wear. “Thanks Haley.” I said, standing behind her as she opened her dresser drawers. After fumbling through her clothes, she pulled out a pair of loose fitting, blue pajama pants and… pink cotton underwear, then handed them to me. I smirked a little at the underwear, which Haley must have caught. “Come on, my ass isn’t that fat, they’ll fit you just fine!” she jokingly stated. I chuckled at her and folded them into the pajamas. “No it’s not that, haha. They’re just cute, is all.” I smiled a little to her. “Well, I’m glad you think my panties are cute, because I’m going to let you keep both of those!” Haley smiled back as she laid down on her bed. “Aww, thank you!” I said as I walked into her bathroom. “Be out in a bit!” I started shutting the door and peeked out at Haley. “And your butt isn’t fat!” I reassured her. She gave a slightly puzzled but appreciative look as I fully shut the door and laid the clothes on the toilet seat behind me. Though her bottom was nice and plumply round like a upside down heart-shaped pillow, definitely easy to spot when she was laying on the bed. Unlike mine which was nearly flat, small, and hardly any shape at all. After taking my sandals off, I laid them by the toilet, sighing softly with regret that I had not gotten the chance to use it today. I then tore the rest of my clothes off and dropped them next to my shoes then turned the shower on, adjusting the temperature to just the way i liked it: warm, but a little hotter than normal. I felt better already, having taken off those chafing pants and underwear. Being naked in someone else’s house was a tiny bit weird, but I felt okay knowing it was Haley’s. As I stepped into the shower and under the pouring water, I let it run all over my body and soak my brown shoulder length hair before I used some of Haley’s lavender scented body wash. It looked like the expensive kind that my mom never bought; she always just bought regular soap bars instead. I washed my entire body with both hands ascending and descending every inch of my pale skin, especially down below. I spent a good 10 minutes washing myself, and letting the water cascade over me. While doing so, I couldn’t help but think about Haley, and everything she did for me. I couldn’t have asked for a better friend than her. She’s always been so nice to me, ever since we first met in middle school, I thought. A lot of friends grow apart after that long, but we had grown closer. I smiled, deep in thought as I washed my girlhood a second time. It felt good. Thinking about Haley made it feel even better… It was about this time that I realized I was pleasuring myself thinking about Haley and it surprised me. I stopped and started asking myself if I really liked her… as more than a friend, that is. She was so pretty, kind, caring, and much more confident and assertive than I was. I don’t know how anyone couldn’t like her. I’d never thought about Haley like this before, or anyone either, really . Needless to say, I was a little confused right then. The worst part was I didn’t know if I should tell Haley or not. What if it made her feel uncomfortable, or these were just exaggerated feelings stemming from her kindness today? I had so many questions, but no answers. After I washed all the soap off my body, I felt a thousand times better than before. I was immaculately clean. All that was lingering was the memory of what happened today at school and my thoughts in the shower just now. It was then that I knew that night might be a little awkward. I quickly shook that thought off though; I didn’t want anything to ruin that night. After drying my wet body off with a large towel, I put on the clothes that Haley had given me and the shirt I had on when I came over. I put my dirty clothes in the basket and walked back into the bedroom. Haley was now laying on her back, propped up against the headboard with a couple of pillows behind her back. She had her laptop on her lap and seemed to be seriously interested in whatever she was looking at. Also, she had changed her clothes while I was in the shower. She was now in red pajama pants and a loose fitting white t-shirt just like I was. Her long auburn hair flowed over her chest with only a couple small locks resting against the pillows. I walked further towards the bed and she smiled as she gazed up at me. “Feeling better?” She inquired as she closed the lid of her computer. “Yeah, you could say that.” I smiled back. “Good!” After putting her laptop aside, she leaned over to her nightstand and grabbed a hair brush. “Come here, sit down and I’ll brush your hair.” She patted the bed in front of her as she switched to a sitting position on the bed, crossing her legs. We always brushed each other’s hair, so this was a normal thing for us to do. I hopped on her bed’s blue comforter and scooted back towards her, also crossing my legs over each other. Haley immediately took hold of my hair and began brushing away. The soft bristles flowed through my damp hair smoothly, like an autumn breeze through… tall grass, or something? I don’t know, I was never good at similes. I do know that it felt very relaxing, though my body was still a little tense. I tried to relax, but I was just too antsy about what I just did less than ten minutes ago. Haley sighed softly. “Relax, Maddy… I can feel you shaking through my hair brush.” She whined, continuing to stroke my hair. I exhaled softly, and was able to calm down a bit. I needed to stop acting suspicious “Don’t be ashamed, we all do it.” Haley said, apparently in reaction to my slight shaking. A wave of shock coursed through my body. She didn’t know, did she? No, she must be talking… about my accident. “Oh, no… I’m fine now. I mean… I’m still a little… um shock-- shook up about it, but…” I couldn’t believe how obvious I must have been right then. Haley stopped brushing, grabbed my shoulders and turned me towards her. “I mean what you did in the shower.” Haley smirked and looked me in the eye. Okay, she definitely knew. I couldn’t hide anything from her. I sighed softly and relaxed my shoulders, looking down at the bed. “How did you know?” I asked curiously. I felt alright about her knowing though, I don’t know why I tried to keep it from her. “You were in there for at least 20 minutes, if not more.” She said, letting go of my shoulders and leaning back against her pillows, running her fingers through the hair brush. I turned to face her. “Oh, right.” I blushed and smirked a little. It definitely didn’t feel like it was 20 minutes, but I guess I lost track of time. I wondered if she knew that I was thinking about her, or someone else. I decided to let her think… whatever she was thinking, for now. Maybe later I could get it off my chest. Haley set the hair brush down on the night stand and situated herself back on the bed, facing me again. “So do you want to watch a movie or something?” She tilted her head and smiled a little. “We could watch ‘Warm Feelings’, I just downloaded it today.” She said, picking up her laptop and setting it in front of her. “Sounded like a good romance movie, I know how much you liked those.” “Sure, I’d love to!” I smiled. I did like romance movies, and I haven’t seen any good ones recently. I scooted back against the soft pillows next to Haley and stretched my legs out across the bed as Haley loaded up the movie in full screen. She then positioned the laptop in between us and the movie started. “Sorry, I don’t have any popcorn, otherwise I’d make some for us…” Haley said looking at me with slight disappointment. “It’s alright… I’m not really that hungry anyway…” I replied, getting comfortable on the pillows. I almost laid down on Haley’s shoulder instinctively, but I stopped myself. Not that I thought that she would mind, but I didn’t want to make things weird between us. During the movie, I found myself wanting to snuggle up to Haley. A mere 3 inches away from her, I could feel her body warmth cascading off her and enveloping over me, and it was almost too enticing to ignore. The movie was getting really good though, so I managed to keep my attention on it. Most of it at least. Every few minutes though, it was getting harder to keep my composure, and I also just couldn’t stop sneaking glances at her chest. They were the perfect size for snuggling against, and I tried to picture what her C size cups looked like in my head. I started shaking a little bit. God I just wanted her so badly, even though she was literally right next to me. Somewhere after the middle of the movie, I had calmed down a little bit. The movie was getting me and Haley a little emotional, I looked over to her and she had a look of empathy in her eyes. It was at the part of the movie where they were finally expressing their feelings to each other. They were holding hands, and it was so cute. I could feel the tears welling in my eyelids. Me and Haley instantly grabbed each other’s hands as they went in for the kiss that everyone always waits for in these kinds of movies. Her hand cradled my small hand gently, and it sent warm feelings through my arm. As they embraced each other, I buried myself in Haley’s arm and squealed a little. She quickly glanced over at me and giggled at my reaction, and then wrapped her arm around me, like I was her little stuffed bear. I wrapped mine over her waist, and I was happy that she didn’t resist and instead laid her head on mine. I’m sure she thought I was just being a sap for the moment, but I had wanted this moment all night. How long would she let us stay like this? I wondered. I wanted it to last all night, to fall asleep in her arms. The movie was almost over, we were still snuggling, and Haley hadn’t let up at all. I was in total bliss, being this close to her for so long. I couldn’t believe this moment was happening, but it was and I couldn’t have been more happy. I wondered if she was as well, did she like me being in her arms like this? I hoped she was as happy as I was, I wanted to make sure I wasn’t imposing myself on her. “Do you… mind me being here?’ I quietly asked her, after I caught her eyes when I looked up to her. “Of course not Maddy…” She smiled cutely at me. I smiled back, snuggling back in her embrace that warmed over my entire body as we watched the rest of the movie together like this. I was still confused though, I didn’t know what this meant for her, or for us. Maybe I was over analyzing… The movie ended, and Haley softly pulled away from our embrace as she leaned over to turn the lamp on. As the room was lit up, I stretched my arms out and yawned, switching to a sitting up position and pulled my feet under me. Haley moved the laptop to the side table and stretched with me. “Wow…” Haley said, looking down at my temporarily exposed stomach. “I didn’t know you had an outie belly button.” She stated, somewhat surprised. I looked down, and held my shirt up just above the little button that she mentioned. “Yeah, I guess I never showed you it before…” I smirked and chuckled a little. Haley lifted her shirt up, showing me hers. “Mine’s just a boring old, regular innie…” She looked down, pitifully at it. I smiled, I thought it was cute. “It’s not boring. At least it doesn’t look silly like mine.” I exposed my belly button again to try and make her see the truth. “No! I like it! It’s so cute how it’s like a little button.” Haley poked my belly button, trying to use it as such. I squealed and lowered my shirt. “Sorry.” Haley laughed. “I just wish I had something cute like that.” Haley had let her shirt down as well. I scoffed at her comment. “Shush, you have so much more going on than I do.” My eyes drifted to her shapely chest, I was jealous of it, and they had made me insecure about my small A size cups. She smiled and sighed a bit, knowing exactly what I had meant. “I’ve told you before, Maddy, your breasts are fine the way they are. So what if they’re a little small? They’re still there…” Haley looked down at my chest and scooted closer to me so that we were about a half a foot away from each other, and crossed her legs while facing me. “Come here, let me see them and I show you mine too.” Haley requested to me and my eyes widened up. I was a little taken aback from what she said, but I also got a little excited. I have always wanted to see her breasts, but we never had an opportunity like this. “Really?” I asked her, making sure I didn’t mishear her. “Yeah! It’ll be good for you.” She replied, placing her hands in front of her on the bed. To be honest, though, I was a little nervous about showing her mine, but I thought I could have worked up the courage. My face drooped some, and I covered my chest with my hands, looking up at her. “Come on, don’t be shy, it’s just us girls…” Haley reminded me. I breathed in deeply and exhaled, putting my hands on the hem of my shirt and slowly pulled it up past my outie button, over the rest of my stomach, and finally over my chest. I closed my eyes as I had now exposed my breasts to Haley for the first time. It felt weird, but I didn’t mind her seeing them. “See? That wasn’t so hard.” Haley said, gazing at my chest. I opened my eyes and looked down at them. They protruded out maybe three inches and had pink little nipples in the middle of them. She then put her hands around them, and gave them a soft squeeze on the underside of them while staring intently at them. Her hands were warm upon my bare breasts, and it felt nice having them there. I looked up to her with a subtle smile. “Well?” I inquired. “They’re nice, hun. They’re not bad at all and you should stop worrying about them. Just remember, you’ll never have to worry about your back hurting from large breasts, and bras will be cheap. You might even be able to get away with not wearing one, sometimes.” She leaned back and looked up to me. “I suppose so. So they feel.. okay then?” I shyly questioned her. “Yes, they feel nice. They’re really not as tiny as you think, they’re almost a B cup.” She continued to observe and feel them. “They fit your small frame perfectly, which makes them more noticeable. Trust me!” Haley said, looking into my eyes. I felt a lot better now. “I suppose you’re right.” I said smiling, letting my shirt fall back over me. I sighed with relief. “Now, let me show you mine.” Haley said the words that I had been waiting for. She began lifting her shirt up, and I tried to contain my excitement. Instead of simply lifting her shirt over her chest, she just pulled her shirt off, exposing her entire torso, right there in front of me like it was no big deal. Wow, they were awesome, my bright green eyes widened and I stared at them. I noticed that her dark pink nipples and areolas were much larger than mine and they rested a couple of inches above the bottom of her breast’s curve. Her shoulders were broad, and complimented her chest flawlessly. She pulled her hair back and let it flow behind her, as it was covering her chest. “One is actually a little smaller than the other…” Haley said, referring to her left breast as she pressed them together, making the difference more apparent. I could now see that it was slightly smaller than the right one, but only ever so slightly. “Oh... I didn’t notice, but I see what you mean now. I don’t think it’s that bad though.” “Here, feel them and tell me what you think.” Haley picked my hands up and placed them over her curvy breasts, right over the nipples, one of them resting between my fore finger and middle finger and the other I pressed my palm against. I lightly started squishing them with my hands, and they felt heavenly. “They feel so soft, but also firm!” I smiled and looked up to her, I couldn’t believe she was just letting me hold them like this. I felt tingly all over, even down… I felt my face flush red, after realizing what was happening. Slowly, I let go of her chest and placed them in my lap. No, not there, on my thighs. Butterflies filled my tummy again, and I started shaking a little. I had to tell her, I didn’t know how much longer I could hold this inside of me. “Well thank you, yours are soft too you know. I hope you feel better about them…?” Haley inquired after she slid her shirt back on. She then uncrossed her legs, moved her left foot under her bottom and her right leg folded against her side. I saw that she had a somewhat concerned look on her face, and started to sway on her foot. “I do, thank you.. but Haley?” It was time to tell her, I wouldn’t have been able to get an ounce of sleep that night if I hadn’t and she would have murdered me if I waited until she found out on her own. I blushed and shook a little harder. I was so nervous, trying to get my words out of my trembling voice. It was a good thing that I didn’t have to use the bathroom that badly yet, otherwise I might have lost all of it on her bed. That would have been horrible. “What? What is it, Maddy? Are you okay?” She scooted closer to me, and placed her free hand on my shoulder. “Did something we do make you feel uncomfortable?” Haley probed for more information, and I took big breaths to try and calm myself down enough to get my words out. “No.. it’s not that. I just really need to tell you something.” I looked into her hazel eyes and she parted her lips some. I took another deep breath. I noticed her hands were buried into her lap now and she was rocking back and forth. “Okay.” She replied. “But can you hold that thought for a moment?” Haley jumped off the bed. “Sure… where are you going?” I asked, confused as I held my confession in. Haley turned around, and she was holding her crotch with both hands. “Toilet! I’ve been holding it in all night and I have to pee so badly!” “Oh…haha…okay then.” I replied as she darted towards the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. I guess I didn’t pick up on her signs until now. I had never seen her need to go that bad before. I laid down on her bed. I also had to go, but it could wait...