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  1. I give my friend Dan guitar lessons every Monday night at his place. He lives about a 20-minute walk from my apt, and seeing as I hadn't had a good stroll I decided to hoof it. Before leaving my place I had a big cup of coffee and some water, making sure to use the bathroom before I left. As Fall is upon us Dan had his heat on, which makes for a very dry space. Naturally this made me drink my entire 1 L water bottle over the 1-hour lesson. We also went on about 10 extra minutes, jamming over the 007 theme. Once Dan realized we went over an hour he said that he had to leave right away to meet friends for drinks across town. I asked to use the bathroom before we left, as my bladder was starting to send slight signals of distress (thanks to the coffee I imagine). Dan was adamant about leaving immediately, so I acquiesced and went on my way; I didn't have to go THAT bad. Well within 10-minutes, and with only 10-minutes to go, my bladder was throbbing. I couldn't believe it! I have an iron-clad bladder, I pressed on in the brisk autumn night. At that point my roommate called asking about the food on hand in our kitchen. As I was explaining the contents of our fridge I suddenly realized with a start: I was peeing! I kept walking as there were people walking behind me. I had unleashed a steady stream into my underwear but I held back the flood as I continued talking to my roommate, though the small accident and cool, dusk air only weakened my resolve. After I finished talking to my roomie, I decided that I had nothing to lose: It was getting dark, I was wearing black corduroy and black fabric shoes; no one could see a thing and my roommate obviously wasn't home. I took a detour through some back alleys and thought I'd just end the discomfort immediately. Without reservation I unleashed everything inside me while walking; a cascade of urine poured into my pants flooding my crotch, legs and filling my shoes. I could hear sloshing in my shoes as I walked and admired the small trail of pee I left in my wake. Sure enough, as I stepped under the lights of my street you could hardly see a thing, save a light contrast between the dry and wet fabric. I went inside the vestibule of my apt building (an old row-house), shut the door and took off my shoes. I walked barefoot to my front door and stripped as soon as I got in the house. I even had myself a shower before my roommate came home :D Hope y'all enjoyed the read! Cheers
  2. I'm sorry for being MIA... I was hoping you guys might enjoy this new public wetting losing every ounce in my bladder in front of this grocery store when this family came walking out! There was no possible way I could stop myself if I wanted to! That warmth spreading from my pussy extending out to the bottom of my buttcheeks down my thighs creating puddles in my boots just felt too amazing to not let it flow... My body just surrendered to my desperation and pure enjoyment of wetting myself I couldn't control myself. Another clip is being added so make sure to keep checking my studio for updated material if you're interested! Hoping I'm able to satisfy...? https://clips4sale.com/131081/wet-scarlet/cide25d1c4a2117a5e3c0e2fb569c
  3. This experience is going to be pretty short because there wasn’t a huge build up of desperation before hand seeing as I was sleeping. That being said I hope you all enjoy it anyway. As always every story I’ve posted thus far have been from my real life experience. If I ever end up writing a work of fiction I’ll be sure to add a fiction disclaimer. While this was a few years ago I was definitely still an adult at the time (probably 20 years old) ______________________________ I’d really like to chalk this up to having an odd or stressful day or even something out of the ordinary happening but I can’t. The day before had gone on like any other day, nothing was out of the ordinary. I had gotten up, had an easy morning, went into work around noon and left at maybe 9pm that evening. When I got home 45 minuets later I didn’t do anything differently. I stripped out of my work clothes, put on some comfy pajamas (a T-shirt and panties), relaxed for a while, had some dinner & water, and got ready for bed around midnight. All of those things add up to an uneventful, boring work day. What’s not boring, however, are my dreams. My dreams typically consist of something like ‘a flying neon purple tiger is walking on top of buildings made out of violins and I have to save the Pope from evil talking vacuum cleaners who are trying to take over the world.’ Those are the kinds of dreams I have, but I always have them. When I went to bed that night I turned out all the lights (save for a hallway night light, I don’t like the dark), flicked on my ceiling fan, plugged my phone in, got under my covers, and started to drift off. I soon fell sound asleep and my dreaming began. I only remember parts of my dream but I know I was in a pretty fancy museum or antique shop of sorts and I was talking to someone, perhaps an employee, who I didn’t know at all and she absolutely would not shut up. I really didn’t want to be talking to this person because in my dream I was trying to get to the bathroom and I couldn’t duck out of the conversation politely. She was wearing this historical costume gown like Marie Antoinette style and shuffling along after me as I walked around. I was going from display to display and getting more and more annoyed because she kept following me. Finally, I ended up in front of a painting and she ran off to join a parade of other people dressed in historical gowns that all looked extremely beautiful. Briefly I began to feel left out and cursed myself for not dressing up for the museum gown parade. At this point I had held it so long trying to get away from this dream woman I was absolutely shaking with the need to pee. I looked around desperately and eureka! I spotted a single restroom across the hall and sighed in relief. At the thought of relieving myself my bladder pulsed and twitched and I almost lost control but held my crotch just in time. Getting control of my need wasn’t easy but I straightened up and looked around to make sure the coast was clear. Not a person in sight, perfect. This was my chance, I was finally alone and I can head to the bathroom. I power walked, almost jogged, down the main hall past beautiful statues, paintings, and fine jewelry on display. I quickly made it to the bathroom and opened the door without bothering to knock first but it ended up being empty anyway. I turned to lock the door behind me with a smile on my face because I knew I had made it just fine. I lifted my skirt, pulled down my panties, and began to pee....ahh so much better.. Shit. My eyes snapped open at the feel of wetness around me and my body automatically stopped the stream. Wait, was that real or was that all in my dream? I sleepily and timidly lifted my blanket to clearly reveal I had absolutely wet the bed. My panties were soaked, my sheets were soaked beneath me, my blanket was damp, the hem of my shirt was a bit damp as well. My heart was pounding from being so abruptly startled out of a dream and I squinted over at my alarm clock, the red letters reading 3:30am, great. And I sill had to pee pretty badly because apparently I had emptied only half my bladder. I knew I couldn’t keep my stream stopped for too long so I jumped out of bed to run to the bathroom across the hall. The ceiling fan making me shiver from the wetness around me. I practically kicked open the door and yanked my wet panties down to the floor where they made a damp fabric sound on the ice cold tile. I didn’t even sit down all the way when my body gave out and continued my stream. I audibly sighed, it felt so good. All the built up pressure finally leaving me. It felt like my bladder was empting itself forever but of course it ended up stopping eventually. “Time to see the damage I did” I thought as I stood back up. I automatically pulled up my underwear without even thinking and by now they were FREEZING. I shivered again at the feeling. I glanced up in front of me at the full length bathroom mirror and pouted at what I saw. Me standing there with hard nipples poking through my shirt from the cold and totally soaked pink lacy cotton panties. I decided to leave them on while I washed my hands and checked on my sheets. I got back to my bedroom, flipped on the light switch and walked over to my bed. Fuck. The puddle was bigger than I thought it would be and it had spread out considerably. My blanket wasn’t too bad but definitely had gotten wet. I quickly stripped my sheets and walked downstairs. The wetness from my lower half was rubbing me the wrong way, but it felt exhilarating being out in the open totally wet with no way to hide myself. Laundry was started and I jogged back up to my upstairs bathroom with the intention of jumping in the shower but I decided to hold off. While this wetting was totally unplanned I still prefer punishments to come after accidents. So I sat in my bathtub with my freezing cold soaked lacy panties and shamefully did kegel exercises for the entire length of my laundry cycle. Thankfully I was alone in the house and I didn’t have to sneak my bed wetting sheets past anyone but I still felt utterly humiliated. I mean, I’m an adult not a little girl who has to wear pull-ups to bed. I should be able to control my bladder, not keep having accidents. Oh well, at least I get to share this experience with you guys. :-)
  4. That two hr drive was waayyy too long!!! With no where to pee on the turnpike I had to hold it as long as humanly possible. Finally I got off an exit making it to the rest stop. I became so desperate to pee I could barely make it out of my car before I lost my warm pee soaking my panties pussy thighs creating a puddle in both boots. In response my body relaxed so much once after the control was lost and I just couldn't stop the stream. It felt so orgasmic to let the warmth spread across my body that I didn't even notice how many people were around! I drenched my jeans it's crazy to think I still couldn't make it home before losing it again! You aren't going to want to miss this one! I get wet now every time I rewatch it all. I cum thinking about how amazing that warmth felt spreading across my pussy and watching it glisten as it streams down my legs.
  5. This happened to me just last week. I was busting my ass all day at work and never got the chance to run to the bathroom, the ENTIRE day. I had a full days bladder and I hadn't really noticed how badly I needed to go because I was so distracted. Anyway, I finished my shift around 5pm and was about to head home, but I realized my car was absolutely dead out of gas - like I was hardly making it to the station down the road. I'm one of those lazy people who waits until the last second to do a lot of things so this was a regular occurrence for me. The need to pee was getting stronger once I was sitting by myself and not super busy and distracted but I still ignored it (big mistake). I really had to stop and get gas and I was confident that I could just be quick about it and jump back in my car to go home. So I get to the pump down the street and there's already two other cars there. I pulled up to the pump facing the road as my car was drastically flashing the "Low Fuel" sign at me. Trying to be quick I began to fumble about my car in search of what I needed. I grabbed my card to pay at the pump (thank god I didn't go inside) and I hopped out of my tiny car onto the pavement. Gasoline fumes assaulted my nose and the sound of cars whizzing by filled my ears. As soon as I stood up I realized I would be doing the potty dance for the next few minutes that I'd be out of the vehicle. Trying to power through the experience, I jammed my card into the machine and grabbed the gas pump. As I inserted the nozzle into my car the need to pee was getting unbearable. I tried to be subtle about my desperation because there were other people around me and I was already facing a busy road. "Halfway there" I thought to myself as I looked at the rising numbers "I can do this" I stopped dancing for just a moment to look at the pump to see my progress and I felt a spurt of wetness dampen my panties. I quickly tried to stop the stream but that little spurt was all my body needed to let the flood gates open. It started slow but quickly got out of hand. I stood there next to my car, frozen like a statue as my panties drenched and overflowed into my dress-trousers. I felt a stream of wetness run down the back of my thighs. Two streams down the front of each pant leg. And a stream at the source, my crotch, easily passing through the fabric and directly hitting the pavement with a little tinkling "splash" sound. I looked down in heated embarrassment as I saw massive wet spots forming and a puddle on the ground where I had been standing. My bladder finally emptied itself without any consideration for me. The streams slowed down and finally came to a stop with a few moments of dripping. Drip. I literally couldn't move I was so humiliated. Drip. Oh god how Is this possible? Drip. Shit, did anyone see me? *a final little stream came out of fear, hitting the puddle beneath me rather loudly* I looked up and saw a guy next to me getting out of his SUV at that moment. Another guy at the next pump over glancing in my direction. I ripped the nozzle out of my car and slammed it back into the fuel pump. My only goal was to get out of public and away from wondering eyes as soon as possible. I was too scared to even look at the stopped cars on the road as I jumped into my vehicle as quickly as I could and started to drive home. I sat for a thirty minute drive with soaked trousers and panties in humiliation and shame, thinking about all of the people who could have seen me. Hoping that there isn't some security footage of the incident but I can't help but wonder if there is... A lesson learned, always make time for the little things or they will make time for themselves...
  6. When I was younger I got into a habit when id wear tight pants that had a seam along my clit... I'd lay on my back with my legs in the air,bent, and would cross my arms in front of me using the inside of my wrist and other arm. I'd apply pressure over my clit with my wrist moving back and forth. Id do it to prevent myself from peeing or so I wouldn't have to get up while also stimulating myself. So then I'd hold it for long periods of time. Later in my teenage years I would play at night and try to figure out the best way to stimulate myself. Once I learned how to orgasm with my clit I would create so much stimulation that I ended up getting out an orgasm along with pee. I then began doing this over the toilet. I tried doing this practice with a high school boyfriend but he told me it was gross to never do it again. I started dating again I tried it and was told it was gross so if I did it I would do so to myself in the shower or bathroom. Trying to put that aspect out of my mind I met my boyfriend. When I started messaging him he admitted that he had a fettish. I was nervous having no idea what he would say or what my boundaries were after a divorce with a severely emotionally and mentally abusive sociopath. This new man in my life was terrified to tell me so scared that I wouldn't accept him for who he is. I was scared at first too performing my research and then opening up to him about my earlier wetting type experiences by myself. He told me how hot that was and returned my confidence little by little. Unfortunately in his past he was told he couldn't find anyone who would want him with his wetting fettish or ever meet someone who would have a family with him etc. Both of us cheated on while emotionally abused by our ex's we became exactly what each other needed. The more he opened up the more he made me confident he opened up the door to a whole new world of orgasms and sexual variety. Wetting for him videoing for him building up his confidence becoming obsessed with my own warmth in tight jeans asking him to shower me with his pee because I enjoy feeling both our warmth. Cumming like I never have before in a love and passion you only find in fairy tales. Never would I imagine that sexual antics, variety of love making and other activities would ever feel like this. To go from the person who almost dreaded sex making a list in my head of shit I wanted to do or other things to being so completely captivated by this man. I'm so in love with this man words couldn't ever do it justice. It's not just the fettish it's the love it's the emotional ties learning new things and putting away all mental interruptions. Just simply focusing on what you feel with your person and not giving a damn about anything else. I pray everyone can find their person like I have! He's the reason I'm obsessed with wetting, feeling the warmth of either one of us, getting turned on by seeing my own glistening pants let alone the surprise of him randomly losing control for me or spontaneous golden showers. I hope you guys aren't turned off by my disclosure just thought id be open and raw with my followers who have been so gracious to me! https://clips4sale.com/131081/wet-scarlet/cide25d1c4a2117a5e3c0e2fb569c
  7. ShyGuyDL

    Leaking Pullups

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    Just one video from tumblr, may add more in the future.

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  8. Hi everyone! So, last night was the first time I have wet a pair of jeans this season.. It definitely won't be the last ☺️ Before my trip home, I was pretty desperate.. I decided to sit on top of a trash bag and and play a little game a good friend of mine on here and I came up with called Stop light pee.. The premise of the game is once you're stopped at a red light, you have to push a spurt of pee in your pants.. I modified the rules a little, and at every traffic signal, 8 in total, I spurted in my pants. There was a sizeable wet patch, down to about mid thigh once I got home on my jeans, slowly creeping down to my butt.. Still quite desperate, I made my way out to into the middle of my street (I live in a rural area) and totally unloaded the contents of my bladder with one large push, pee hissing into my jeans, quickly saturating them, and creating a puddle on the already wet pavement.. Mmmmmn, it felt so incredible! I just love the feeling of warm, wet denim sticking to my legs ?
  9. Content below your favorite wetting experience! Mine was my car ride wetting! You can find the story on my page(: please comment I want to know yours!
  10. Dunney

    malefemale A Wet Friday.

    I'm pissy today. More than usual. I had a dry night, which was just as well because I had visitors at a time when I would have been in bed, sodden with piss and stinking, had I wet my bed. I'd pissed myself before my morning shower, but it had all washed off of course. The visit was short, I did some visiting of my own, got back home and wet my pants. I kept them on, drank some water, drank some coffee, read the paper while my bladder refilled. I wet again, pooped my pants, dealt with the mess and put my wet pants back on. The poopy underpants got rinsed and put back on as well. They were wet anyway, so I didn't worry about drying them. I've pissed several time since. I'm keeping my fluid intake high because I want to be wet all day. My pants are wet as I type this, and I'm going to keep them that way.
  11. Just a little something I did over the weekend. How could I hold it with the water running? Spoiler alert: I didn't. Dishes.mov
  12. ELagrange

    Purchasing peed clothing

    I would like to know how common it is to purchase peed panties. I purchase them regularly, in fact I am addicted to it. I just love the smell of the dry pee that soaked into the cotton material. In edition I also love the yellowish stain that it leaves behind once dry especially on white cotton panties. Do you purchase peed panties and where/who do you buy them from. Do you know girls/woman that pee in their panties for you on request or how do you do it. It would also be interesting to know from which country you purchase these peed panties. I am in South Africa but it is hard to find girls selling peed panties here so I purchase from overseas like the UK and USA. Let us know how you do this.
  13. File Name: Showing Soaked Diaper File Submitter: Saraphim15 File Submitted: 18 Oct 2014 File Category: Male Diaper Play & Wetting Hello Everyone, First time making a video and first time uploading, its super short and not much in it other then just showing a wet diaper but its 02:00 and I'm exhausted. A short clip of me showing a heavily soaked diaper, its actually a diaper with a stuffer diaper underneath it might not look to soaked but trust me its taken a beating. If anyone would like more vids or different type please let me know, kinda just getting into this and still a little awkward. FYI I'm 25 just so yall know Click here to download this file
  14. LucyVersion2.0

    Monday Night Piss

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    Just a short clip of my wetting during playtime with a friend, after he's already wet himself, and me. I'm drenched before the clip even starts, so it's hard to see my accident, and we were watching wrestling, of course, so it's a little loud (Sami vs. Seth). Still a cute clip, cute pee dancing from me, and I wring out my wet shirt on my friend afterwards.

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  15. I had gone out with a good friend of mine after work for a few beers without realising that the trains tonight would be horrendously affected by an earlier incident. I had finished my beers and made my way back to the station where I was informed that due to an earlier delay all trains from London would be delayed indefinitely. A slight aggravation occurred before I went to the waiting room and lost myself in my current book and waited for the next train home. The time ticked by and there was still no knowledge of what was happening. I went to the nearby public toilets to empty my bladder and was informed by a security guard they would be closing soon as the clock ticked past 11pm. I thought no more of it and settled myself back in the waiting room. Another hour dragged by and by this time I realised with the amount of liquid I had consumed tonight that I needed to pee again and quite urgently, unfortunately the public toilets were now closed but thankfully a train drew in to take me home. Just another 20 minutes plus a 15 minute walk back home. Nothing too taxing in a normal situation but due to the beers I had drunk and my earlier coffees I was pretty desperate, still I was comfortable I could make it home with ease. I boarded the train and awaited my passage home. I failed to realise that due to the massive backlog of passengers there would be a hold up at the next station. We arrived and took another 15 minutes to board all passengers and eventually make way to the station I needed to depart at. By the time we arrived at my station I was a full on 9/10 of needing to go and ramming my hand into my crotch at every opportunity, I started to wonder if I could make it back home fully dry. Until this point I had never ever pissed myself in a public location despite my love for Omorashi, I have always kept this aspect of my life to my private life behind closed doors. Fortunately, my route back on foot was one that few people take and I walked quickly and hurriedly to my apartment, holding myself at every opportunity I had. Alas luck was not on my side tonight and a good 5 minutes walk from home the dam began to burst and I began to uncontrollably leak into my boxers and jeans. As I quickened my pace there was no escaping the fact I was having a full blown accident and I was well and truly wetting myself. The only saving grace was there was no-one around to witness my shame. I arrived at my apartment block, went up the lift and with each step into my living room loudly squelched as the warm piss in my pants began to heavily cascade. I didn't even bother going to the bathroom, I waddled into my living room and finished my long much needed piss into my pants and jeans fully soaking myself, slightly ashamed, very relived and more than a little turned on at what I had done and emptied my bladder for another minute making a complete mess of my pants, jeans, and living room floor. I felt that I simply had to photograph my predicament so I snapped my pissed jeans and the massive puddle of piddle that I had made. It was such a strange experience, my first ever 'public' (although no-one saw) wetting and it embarrassed me to a certain extent yet I found the whole experience turned me on like nothing before and the feeling I got when I stood alone in my flat and finished my long, much needed piss into my pants was like the best orgasm I have ever had. I now sit by my computer and typing up this experience absolutely saturated and soaking in cold pee, yet it feels incredible and I'm at the stage where I need to empty my bladder again. I'm looking forward to releasing my piss again and making a loud hissy puddle on the floor! Omorashi is great :D See below for photographic evidence of the mess I made of myself!
  16. I was getting ready to go out, and since I had to change clothes anyway, and I had to pee, I just decided to hold it as long as I could and use my pants ;) WIN_20160817_17_11_44_Pro.mp4
  17. I finally did it! I soaked my pants and shoes at a gas station while cleaning out my car. To my right is the free-standing car wash (I was parked next to the vacuums) and to my left are gas pumps and the convenience store on-site. There were cars coming in and out of the pump area, but my car did well to block me. Luckily no one had to us the car wash- I would've been seen for sure! Enjoy Public Gas Station.m4v The aftermath:
  18. I peed myself playing Skyrim yesterday! I was in my dorm room by myself, and finally had some time to spend the whole day playing it. So I was drinking a bunch of sodas and hadn't peed all day. After a few hours I had to go really really bad, but I was having fun so I was ignoring it. I kept drinking soda and eventually had to go bad enough that I was occasionally grabbing myself. I thought about just wetting but decided I didn't feel like doing laundry since I had just done it the other day and didn't have enough stuff to do and didn't want to keep wet jeans around. So I decided to get up and go after I was finished with the quest I was doing... then the next quest.. then the next one. Then when I was in a big tough fight, I was squirming around a lot, trying not to pee. When the fight was over I leaned back and relaxed a little, and suddenly pee just started *gushing* out of me :D. I was wetting so hard I could hear it pretty well! I was going so hard there was no way I could stop it so I just leaned back and let it all out. I peed so much it ran down the back of my legs and even got my socks and the floor pretty wet! So then I went right back to playing and drinking more soda! (well, after getting excited and taking care of something else in my pants!) And like 30 minutes later I had to pee pretty bad again. I could hold it for a lot longer but decided just to wet myself. This time I stood up and wet because I like the feeling of it running down my legs a lot more than doing it sitting. Naturally, because I had no other laundry to do and didn't want wet pants around forever, I had to make more laundry so last night I wet my bed too http://omorashi.org/public/style_emoticons/default/tongue.png. I have another story about wetting in the dorm but I will only post it if a few other guys post some stories about them wetting because there are never enough stories about guys wetting! :)
  19. This is my second wetting. I woke up from my nap having to pee, and realized that my parents were out again. I suddenly thought of a naughty idea! I was going to piss in my jean shorts. ;) I drank 3 large glasses of water and held my piss. I even read some stories on the "Wetting Experiences" board to get me even more desperate! I held on for as long as I could and then barely took my phone out in time to record. As soon as I hit record, I begin to soak my jean shorts uncontrollably. I just cannot stop. I pee for what I think was at least a minute, if not more. I really enjoy Omorashi. :) Any feedback would be appreciated. Enjoy ;) Sorry about the "fail" where I tried to show the back of my jeans. lol. 20131025_223955.mp4
  20. Mr. Granger has given Jason another chance, another interview, something Jason still couldn’t believe as he arrived at Louise’s, an upscale Italian “ristorante”, where the prices weren’t even listed on the menu. Jason arrived a full half hour early, and didn’t see Mr. Granger anywhere. Jason went up to the bar and asked the bartender about the men’s room (Jason had no intentions of wetting all over himself again). When he returns to the bar, Mr. Granger was there, and they shook hands again. The owner’s wife herself led them to a table in a quiet area, and three busboys officiated at the filling of two water glasses. “We wish to consult the sommelier,” Mr. Granger said, and the busboys ran off to get him. He arrived with a tray of wines. “I would like to recommend this 1890s vintage red,” the sommelier poured a couple sips into two glasses. Mr. Granger looked at Jason, and Jason, fortunately, had taken a wine-tasting tour with an ex-girlfriend last summer, and knew how to taste the wine properly, bubbling it in his cheek. He didn’t know good from bad, but he could tell it was potent. He hoped Mr. Granger wouldn’t make him decide. Luckily, Mr. Granger, after tasting the wine himself, smiled and told the sommelier it was perfect while Jason pretended to be engrossed in the menu. The sommelier poured their glasses and left the bottle. “Might I recommend the spinach and goat cheese ravioli with the house salad?” Mr. Granger said to Jason. “That sounds good,” Jason said. In reality, he was so nervous again he doubted he’d be able to eat much. Nor was he partial to Italian food, especially things he couldn’t pronounce. Ravioli seemed like a safe bet. The waitress came, and Mr. Granger ordered for both of them. When she left, Mr. Granger took a sip of wine, so Jason did, too. He decided to match Mr. Granger, do what he did. Imitation was the best form of flattery after all. Mr. Granger offered Jason an expensive cigarette. Jason figured he should take it, and Mr. Granger lit it with a fancy, diamond monogrammed lighter. He lit one of his own, and got down to business. “As I’ve said, I am very impressed with your credentials, Mr. Bates. Chase gave you an excellent reference, all but said they were missing you deeply and wanted you to return. Your personal references were just as good. Your old neighbor, Mrs. Cisne, I believe it was…” Jason nodded. “Yes, Mrs. Cisne. She lives across the street from my parents.” Mr. Granger smiled. “I know. She went on and on about you, the nice young man who shoveled her walkways, mowed her lawn, and helped her carry in her groceries.” Jason almost blushed with embarrassment, and began to wonder if Mr. Granger had called his old Scout leader too, Jason had been an eagle scout. “I would like to offer you a position with The Company.” Jason nearly fainted from relief. “Thank you, Sir.” He managed to say, as a silly, happy smile spread on his face. Mr. Granger poured them each another glass of wine, and lifted his. “To Jason Bates, welcome to The Company. May you be successful and prosperous.” Jason smiled, and clinked glasses with his new boss. Over food and more wine, Mr. Granger outlined the job info, and Jason thought he’d died and gone to heaven. $80,000 a year to start. Health, dental, life, tons of fringe benefits, bonuses, his own office. During this, Jason felt the wine hit his bladder. He knew he shouldn’t excuse himself, and the meal was over, a mere two fingers of wine left in the bottle, so he waited. “Do you have time to come back to the office?” Mr. Granger asked. Jason said yes. Mr. Granger had walked over, The Company was only a few blocks from Louise’s, so Jason walked over with him. He was suddenly ashamed of his car, a newer Chevy Tahoe. It was nice, but he was sure Mr. Granger had a nicer ride. Jason was handling the walk just fine, his bladder wasn’t really full, it was just burning with the wine. He knew it was going to burn when he finally went, he didn’t know why, but wine always made his pee feel a little like fire. Mr. Granger walked quickly, confidently, and Jason matched him step for step. His father had taught him that success in the workplace started with emulating a respected boss or co-worker. Upon arriving at The Company, Jason could see that Mr. Granger was both respected and well-liked around The Company. Jason was introduced to a few people, and everyone was very warm and welcoming. Mr. Granger gave him a small tour, which ended in what would be Jason’s office. Jason was pleased with his office. It wasn’t as large as Mr. Granger’s, of course, but it was still really nice, with a sleek mahogany desk, leather desk chair, and windows! No cubicle. Mr. Granger encouraged him to try it out, and excused himself. Jason realized Mr. Granger hadn’t shown him where the bathroom was. He got up from his chair and tried the one other door in his new office. It was a closet. When Jason turned back around, Mr. Granger was there with a tray, a bottle of expensive scotch, and two glasses filled with ice. Jason almost groaned. “Come, Jason. Join me in another drink. I really think you’re going to like it here.” Jason managed to smile, and take the glass. “I think so too. Everyone seems really kind.” His bladder cramped, and he tried not to wince. “Well, let’s drink to The Company this time.” “Hear, hear,” Jason said, and clinked glasses with Mr. Granger for the second time that afternoon. Half an hour and two scotches on the rocks later, Mr. Granger finally cut him loose, realizing he was nearly late for a golf outing. He told Jason to come in at nine on Monday, and walked Jason out, which meant he couldn’t ask the receptionist where the men’s room was. He would have to show up for work on Monday, still not knowing! Jason REALLY had to pee now! He began a very quick walk, he would have to see if Louise’s would let him use the bathroom, again. How embarrassing. But, Jason was panicking, he was hoping to even get to Louise’s. A block and a half away, Jason had to stop walking, and do a public crotch-grab! He flushed red with embarrassment, knowing someone had to have seen. He realized he wasn’t going to make it to Louise’s. He would be lucky if he even made it another ten steps without wetting himself. He moved in quick, careful steps to his car, not caring who saw him looking desperate at this point. He felt his pee leaking out and wet warmth spread in his boxers…fuck he couldn’t hold it! As he unlocked his car, his bladder exploded and pee ran everywhere, down his legs, soaking his pants, his socks, and making puddles in his best pair of dress shoes. Jason, his face beet-red, simply stood there and let it happen, there wasn’t really anything he could do about it. He looked down and saw the darker pavement beneath him, a splashy puddle, and a small stream running down towards the gutter. He looked in despair at what he’d done to yet another nice suit that needed dry cleaning. Then, he heard a horn beep. Oh, no, I’ve been seen wetting my pants, Jason thought. He looked up anyway. It was Mr. Granger. He smiled and waved, and Jason smiled and waved back. Obviously, he was safe, his new boss hadn’t noticed the accident. Very carefully, Jason got his beach blanket out of the back of his Tahoe and folded it on his seat. Shamed, but employed, he went home, eager to start his new career with The Company.
  21. realmadrid

    female hot cameltoe wetting

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w-Qv-L2Ni7s Urinating Camel Toe.flv
  22. Last Saturday I went to a birthdayparty of a good friend of mine. She has this huge area with grass and a swimming pond, a place to make a campfire and a primitive toilet made with wooden planks. She invited some friends over to have drinks. We were even allowed to sleep in tents nearby the campfire. The weather was warm, so I had a really great time. Now, let's skip to the fun part. It was around 2 a.m. when me and my best friend were caught in a hilarious conversation. My bladder was quite full and we were laughing really hard. So hard I felt some pee spurting in my panties. This doesn't happen to me a lot, so I was surprised. I was convinced it didn't show, so I stayed seated and continued to hold it. Not long after that we decided to go to sleep. Everybody else had aleady gone to bed. I went to the toilet first, flashlight in my hands. Aside from the campfire, the whole area was dark. Even the toilet had no lights. Right before I reached the toilet, I put some pressure on my bladder and while I was walking, I felt a huge spurt dampen my upper legs. I looked down with my flashlight and clearly saw a dark wet patch around my crotch. Maybe interesting to know, I was wearing a khaki pants, a white tshirt, a grey sweater and grey Vans. While I was peeing on the toilet, I heard my friend coming closer and saw she also had a flashlight. I quickly openend the door and walked outside with my hands in front of my crotch. She didn't say anything, so I guess she didn't see the wet patch. After that, I quickly walked to my tent. While I was doing so, I already felt I had to pee again. I had been drinking beers all night long, so my bladder filled himself really fast. I closed the tent behind me, sitting on my knees. When I felt a wave of (slight) desperation coming, I didn't hesitate and just let go. The patch on my crotch grew bigger, dribbling down and forming a small puddle around my knees. I was surprised by the amount of pee I still had in me. I took some time to finally overthink my deeds. Here I was, in the middle of the night, all alone in a tent with a wet pants and a puddle of pee next to my matress. Since I knew everybody had gone to sleep, I figured it might be a good idea to sit by the campfire again and let my pants dry a bit. So that's what I did. I threw some more wood into the campfire, took a chair and another beer and relaxed. I was there for only five minutes, when I heard a tent opening. A friend came out, saw me and came over. I quickly took my sweater off and placed it on my lap. She asked what I was still doing there. I just told her I couldn't sleep and luckily she believed me. She went to the toilet and then went back to sleep again. While I was sitting there, my bladder was filling again. Every time I felt a wave coming, I just let go. Sometimes I stood up to pee, sometimes I stayed seated in the chair, but everytime there was a great amount of pee coming out. I guess I must have stayed there for over an hour. By that time, my pants were complety soaked. I'm not kidding when I tell you there were only 2 area's around my pockets that were still dry. The front, the back, my shoes and socks, my ass ... even my belt was wet. I couldn't help but playing with myself, I became very horny soaking myself. After a while I realised my pants would never get dry by just sitting next to the fire. I got back in my tent, cleaned myself as good as I could and eventually went to sleep. When I woke up the next day, my pants were still wet. Luckily I had spare pants with me :) It was really exciting having a wet pants, knowing I could have been caught any minute if someone opened their tent and saw me sitting by the campfire. Definitly something to do again.
  23. themerger

    malefemale Wetting On-Hold

    On my last day of holiday vacation I thought that I'd indulge in a fun scenario with a VERY full bladder. A call to the Healthcare Market Place goes awry when I'm put on hold. Enjoy! On-Hold.mp4 (I showed my face at one point, compelling me to omit this part of the video. I'll get better at editing, one day!)
  24. View File Oh, no, someone's in the bathroom! I drank too much diet Dew needed to piss so freakin' bad I was starting to feel sick, and one of my sons was in the bathroom. Had no choice but to go in my jeans, which I tried to do as slowly as possible, for enjoyment, and to try to keep my floor dry. I decided to flip on the camera, and make it sexy for you all, too. Enjoy :) Submitter LucyVersion2.0 Submitted 08/13/2016 Category Pants Wetting