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hello. I'm back now with a new story for you's all. I said in my last post that i was going to make more content but that was a month ago, sorry for the delay but here we are. just a description of what i look like. young (early 20's , skinny, no body hair, very smooth skin average height and i prefer wearing woman's clothes most of the time. It was a Monday night and i decided to go swimming for a little bit of exercise (as i do on a Monday) and arrived, got in and changed into my swimming briefs and have a quick rinse and pop into the pool. The water was nice and warm for a cold and rainy night so was off to a great start. I always brings a 1LT bottle of ice cold water with me to keep me cool and hydrated and every time i reached the start of the pool i took a small break and finished about 1/5th of the bottle. So after about an hour i decided to get out of the pool as the leisure centre was closing in half an hour plus getting pretty tired as i was trying to push my self a little bit more in the pool. walking back to my locker and it was !!!FREEZING!!! doesn't help that I'm skinny and i don't have any body hair from the neck down so clean shaven everywhere. Once i got into my locker i got my shampoo conditioner and body wash and went for a nice hot shower and after that wen't back into my locker, took everything out and started to get changed. Began by slipping down my swimming breifs, hung them up and began to dry my self down and change into my grey slim fit briefs (because you cant wear boxers with denim short shorts) 20 black Denier tights, blue denim short shorts, Hi-top converse and my tight fitting black T-shirt. after that dried my soaked briefs in the towel rolled up the towel with my swimming briefs inside and packed all my swimming stuff into my bag and as i was heading out decided to get another drink as my energy levels were low, and the choice of drink was a bottle of lucozade sport lime from the vending machine in the reception. Walking down to the bus station, cold and slowly getting wet from the rain and while walking i finished the bottle in less than 5mins and felt a bit more energised after that. as i was walking down i felt the first urge to pee after finishing 500ml of lemon lime water in the morning, a couple of 500ml bottles of water through out the day, the 1LT bottle of ice cold water from swimming and the 500ml bottle of sports lime. Then just as i reached the bus stop i remembered i haven't went to the bathroom all day so no morning or mid day pee so that's not gonna help for sure. As i approached the bus terminal i looked up at the time table and to my horror the bus had been delayed by 20mins, thought to my self "great just what i need when i really need to pee. After 30mins of waiting, walking and pacing (refused to sit on those freezing and wet seats) the bus arrived and i was in luck and out of luck at the same time, because It's the last bus home it drives straight to my house with no stops as the bus shelters are right beside my house, only thing is it's an hour and 15 minute bus journey. if the bus stopped everywhere on the way home (as it normally dose) i would for sure started having an accident or started full on wetting my self half way to 3 quarters of the way home for sure. so in my head I'm thinking i should make it or mostly make it and I'd be fine with wet grey briefs and even wet tights, as long as no wet marks or patches start appearing on my blue short shorts I'm happy with that. Boarded the bus quite desperate and thankfully the bus took off instantly and i noticed as i sat down on the back of the bus that it was empty. 10mins into the bus journey i started to dry off and warm up (thanks to the little radiators) after standing in the freezing rain for 30mins and was helping me hold as well and the warmth was helping me relax rather than shivering and tensing up my whole body. 20 mins in and i had my first pure wave of desperation hit me and i didn't know what to do as it took me by surprise, felt all my mussels in my lower area relax, a nice hot wave followed by a shiver flood my entire body, slowly started spreading my legs further and further apart i just zoned out so hard. After about 10 seconds i snapped back realised i was 1 second away from an accident as i could feel a hot warmth travelling down my willy, so i very quickly shoved both hands into my blue denim short shorts and crossed my legs with my tights rubbing off each other. after 30 seconds of desperate grabbing and holding i felt it retract back inside me and i managed to downgrade from "on the verge of wetting my self to "extremely desperate". i calmed down, uncrossed my legs and took my hands away from my short shorts and went back to sitting normally with my right foot tapping away. 30mins in and another wave out of no where hit me but it was worse than last time, so i panicked again and just pressed and rubbed my thighs together and hoped for the best, but this was the start of the end. 20 seconds into the second wave hitting me i started to feel it moving It's way down with no slowing down and i panicked even more and that lead to me letting go for a couple of seconds by accident and i felt it rush down my willy and i slammed my thighs shut again held on for dear life. after a couple of minutes it subsided and i thought i was i the clear untill i twitched in my lower area and felt something move fast in my underwear. i quickly realised that some of the pee must of got trapped in my willy and the second i twitched it most likely shot out of me into my grey briefs. So most likely I've got a small wet line from the bottom of the bulge of my grey briefs to right between my legs. GREAT 50mins in I'm tapping with both feet, bobbing up and down, squirming, leaning on one but cheek to the other and crossing my legs and in allot of pain from being beyond desperate. 55mins in and my mussels slowly started to relax and i could feel it coming, could feel the warmth slowly moving It's way down past my V-point and down into my privet area and being in allot of pain and discomfort all i could think about is "It's okay if you let go" "adults wet them self time to time" " accidents happen" "just let go and soil yourself and you'll feel allot better" "no one will notice your soaked shorts and tights" . I didn't realise i was zoned out again while making up my mind if i was going to let go and just let the wetting happen and i froze when i felt a small warm stream running in my underwear and quickly realised I'M HAVE AN ACCIDENT!!! after about 5-7 seconds i managed to stop the flow and i knew at the least i have wet my underwear. I could feel the warmth between my legs and all the pee still trying to escape and me trying to fight it off with every ounce of strength i had left in me. I looked down to see if there was any outer damage and to my relief nothing and since there was no one on the bus i decided to quickly unzip my denim shorts and see the damage. Once i shimmied my shorts down to my knees i saw decent sized wet spot on my briefs and my tights and a tiny stream coming between and down my thighs and it rushing out of my willy again and all i could do was say under my breath was not again, not again. not again, no, no, no, no, no, No, NO !!!NO!!! after 10 seconds of peeing in just my underwear and tights as my blue denim short shorts have falling to my ankles during the second wetting i regained control by clamping my hands between my wet tights and underwear while still peeing and stopped my self from soaking myself anymore. I looked down and saw the wet patch reaching from my v-point to half way down between my tights and my entire bum. I very quickly wiped my hands on my tights pulled up my short shorts and moved one seat away from the window and there was a wet patch on the seat. i looked out of the window and saw that the bus was pulling into the bus station just out side my house and i thought "great I'm no more than 5 mins away from my house and the second the bus pulled up he just got up and left the bus so i stood up (with caution) and slowly started to get out of the bus and i decided to look down to inspect the damage and no wet marks on my blue denim short shorts but 2 long wet streaks down my inner of my thighs. Left the bus station without no one seeing me and proceeded to walk home with my bathroom being less than 5mins away. after 3mins of walking i finally saw my house just down at the end of the street and while looking up i felt something tickling the back of my left leg so had a wee quick look and noticed it was a small skinny wet patch slowly travelling down towards my converse and the front of my short shorts were becoming darker and darker. Walking home only 2mins away from my house and i can't hold on anymore and nothing but this small warm waterfall going between and down my legs, my shorts starting to absorb and darken and thinking to myself "oh no I'm having an accident in public" because my briefs, tights and denim short shorts are quite a tight fit I'm not able to full force wet myself due to the fact that everything down there is so tight down there so it's just a small constant stream slowly but surly an accident is in the making. I got into my front garden and i looked down, saw my short shorts getting wetter and wetter and my tight shining in the moon light from the wetness. i stopped and just fully relaxed let out a sigh of relief, spread my legs apart and i could feel the stream gather more speed as it splashed up and down the back of my grey underwear then make It's way down the sleeves of my now dark blue denim short shorts, riding down my see through tights from the front to the back.after it slowly came to an end i walked in and wen't straight to the washing machine to take off my clothes. I was on my knees with my heels up at my bum and i got the fright of my life when i heard "hey how are you?" it was my GF i forgot she was coming down today so i did everything to keep my lower half out of sight while talking to her (at this point is impossible) While talking to her i started to wet my self again as she scared me and she paused mid sentence and said "do you here that hissing noise?" and as she said that she looked down at me and saw the side of my see through tights were wet and asked " you okay?" i just replied with "yeah I'm fine" and at this point the hissing noise was getting louder and louder and she walked over to me looked down and saw my soaked clothes and them getting wetter and she gasped and asked what's happening? i just stood up faced her (while still wetting) and just said "sorry i having an accident" with a sad tone of voice and face While still having my last wetting for the night in the kitchen in front of my girl friend i was explaining that i got on the bus desperate, i had 2 accidents on the bus one with my shorts down while checking for internal damage i.e. my grey underwear and my see through tights, and i fully let go while walking home and once i reached the garden i froze and just let it happen and i came in here while still peeing a tiny bit and when you asked "hey, how are you?" you scared me and cause this accident in front of you. at this point is was pretty chocked up, stressed and very physically and mentally drained. i said I'm very sorry you had to see this (in a depressed voice) and as i started to walk away to get changed and to take a shower she quickly spun me around and said with the most friendly and cute little voice "it's okaaaayyyyyy" while giving me a massive hug. "go up and take a shower and change and come back down and cuddle up with me under my blanket till you feel better" so i did just that, had another lovely shower, got changed into just my galaxy leggings (had an accident in my galaxy leggings from a previous story of mine) went down stairs cuddled up with her and we both fell asleep on the connor sofa. Hope you've enjoyed this story as It's my longest, most detailed story I've ever written. please feel free to read through my other story's. Thank you

View File D*runk Girl Wetting Kates flat mate arrives home to find a very d*runk girl and a missing bottle of ! As Kate tries to follow along with the conversation over where his bottle of drink may be, she giggles and obviously has little control over herself. This becomes even more apparent when she begins to p*ee her pants! Submitter melikai Submitted 11/03/2019 Category Desperation Clothing Pajamas  

The quality isn't all that good but it's acceptable. received_2448515292138567.mp4

View File Wetting Trying on Clothes I don't think this is a repost. Lovely woman tries on clothes, wets jeans and gray tights. Enjoy, Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 10/04/2019 Category Female videos Clothing  

View File Nerdy_Faery - Desperate Public Pants Wetting On The Main Path Model: https://www.pornhub.com/model/nerdy_faery Submitter Reeve Submitted 09/13/2019 Category Peeing  

View File Janrubygirl - I couldn't hold it any longer Janrubygirl - I couldn't hold it any longer Duration: 50 seconds Submitter Reeve Submitted 08/05/2019 Category Female videos Clothing Unspecified  

Hello everyone i promised in my last topic this i would make another topic introducing my self within 24 hours so here i am. I'm 23 Male straight From the UK skinny with long brown hair and blue eyes most times I'm wearing a bandanna, long tight fit T-shirt with leggings or tights and a pair of converse. goth/metalhead into holding and wetting's such as car desperation and holding challenges and more. Anyone else from the UK? think I've only ever seen 2-3 people from my country on here. also tomorrow I'm going to try and post another story on here. feel free to look and my other story's and topics as well

So I kind of really like leggings and tights wetting, I wonder if I could start a thread for people to throw in what they have? Pretty much like the Bikini/Swimsuit Wetting and Tumblr Finds thread in existence already. I know there already are a few on the forum, but I was hoping for it all to be gathered here for any other legging/tights lovers Of course I'll start it off first with my own upload. Just a mini amateur wetting in grey leggings, but it's really quite nice and in high quality too. cad2e68468335c1c1def05d0c5c22977.mp4 Hope it hasn't been uploaded already or against any rules, but I did some checking and it should be fine! EDIT: Just to light this thread up a bit more, I'll throw in two more I just found! Amateur grey leggings once again, may or may not be the same girl? But good wetting anyway! d11a9bd38c2558963293315eac35ce18.mp4 Not sure what color this is, I'm colorblind but not a bad amateur wetting as well! f05f61ab6ad18fe998dad9413fbbc0ed.mp4 As always, hope these videos aren't reposts and are not against any rules!

View File Innocentjuliamarie - Wetting blue tights Innocentjuliamarie - Wetting blue tights Her page: https://www.pornhub.com/model/innocentjuliamarie/ Submitter Reeve Submitted 07/20/2019 Category Peeing  

View File Tumblr Wetting Videos - Recent Finds Recent finds, Tumblr is not quite dead... Enjoy. Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 06/17/2019 Category Female videos Clothing  

So I’ve been a naughty girl again. First of all thanks to everyone who submitted advice on filming an upskirt wetting. I had some trouble with it and as you can see from some of the establishing shots, I tried it in the college showers (using a bike light for lighting) but it didn’t work out, so in the end I did it in my room with a very strange set up involving my dresser half open, my desk light on the ground and lots of practice. So before I go into the technical details let me set the scene. I’ve been wanting to do an upskirt wetting for a while. I always love watching the pee cascading down the thighs and legs and find it so hot and erotic. There is something much more intimate about looking up someone’s skirt rather than just seeing them wet their jeans or something. Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate a good jeans wetting like the rest of them but like a few people said they love seeing the gusset of the panties darken and glisten before the pee cascades down, drawing erotic lines along the inner thighs. Believe me it’s fun to do and so it must be fun to watch too. So from my previous post on this (http://omorashi.org/topic/9064-tips-on-filming-up-skirt-wettings/) I have been thinking about doing this for a while now. And yes I am naughty and think naughty thoughts rather more than I should lately (could it be hormones?). Anyhow, I drank a whole pot of tea (dark super caffeinated tea as I’ve been trying to finish two reports) for breakfast (at 10 I’m a grad student and get up late, one of the few perks) and had some juice at around 11. I’m not very good a big holds so I started setting up almost immediately after 11. I first got dressed (yes I lounge around my flat in my PJs a lot of the time, again one of the few perks of being a grad student, plus they are super silky and are great to hang out in). I put on my favourite summer dress, it’s a black and white sleeveless summer with black trim and a wild black and white pattern on it. And it has a cute little bow around the waist. It’s been cold here and I basically have to go outside to get to the shower so I also put on some black tights. Underneath I had a random pair of baby blue panties, I really should have re-thought my panty choice and worn my frilly black lace rumba panties but I didn’t think of this until it was definitely too late. I also put on my only black bra and a cardigan as these work with the dress. I took a few pictures in my room with a flash just to see how I looked and decided the dress would look even cuter with a petticoat. I’m a big fan of full dresses and love a frilly petticoat. And so I pulled on a mid-length black lacy one (one of the few I have, sigh), and took a few more pictures. And it did look cute, thought the petticoat does add more shadow and lighting problems. So I got together my ‘shower kit’ and camera and brought along my strongest bike light, some blue tack and my vibrator (no messing around this time, plus it’s a little slim rechargeable one and heck you could take this anywhere, and probably should). So I went down to the usual bath/shower room and took a few establishing shots, isn’t the dress cute? I always feel like Sookie Stackhouse from True Blood in a summer dress, especially the full ones. I think looking up the dress looks like something a French maid would wear, hence the title of this shoot, you could call me the naughty little maid. Or, maybe minute-maid…(The pun will make more sense below). So at this point I was getting pretty desperate. For some reason with tea it’s not one of those really deep and strong desperations for me, rather it’s more like a very acute needing to go, especially around the sphincter. Sharp sort of pushing rather than a throbbing bladder kind of desperation. So I mucked about with the Bluetac, light and camera for a while trying to get a good shot. The light was not strong enough and I could not get the angle right with the tub and counter and things. Then the batteries on my camera died and I basically gave it up and went back upstairs. To anyone who was watching yes, I could have a shower and emerge in the same clothes, with identical makeup, dry hair and all, I’m just that good. So I decided to opt for the floor of my room and use another Goodnite sleepmat. Not the best choice as they are expensive and I only have a few of them left. But well anything for you guys. So I spent the next 30 minutes digging up new batteries, and trying to get the light (I ended up using my office light) and the camera angle right. The biggest problem is that you can’t check the back of the camera to see if the you got the shot without moving it, and well this of course makes it harder to put it down for the next shot. I ended up using tape and pens as an outline and a pile of socks and part of my drawer to prop the camera up. Yes you can see the edge of the lamp in the shots as well. This shone right up my skirt. My vagina felt like a movie star! Now by this time I was really desperate. As I’ve said elsewhere, I really don’t like making movies when I’m super desperate because I can’t concentrate on getting everything right. I played around with the camera and light for, as I said 30 minutes, and couldn’t quite get it right, I wanted to be able to show my gusset and hold my legs open so that the pee would run down both my legs. I even experimented with ziplock bags but the image was terrible (and my camera sucks to begin with). So I was really having trouble concentrating and probably should have set up the angles better but I really couldn’t hold it any longer. Basically I got the shot lined up like this: And then was like that’s good enough. I was practically leaking at this point, a 9 on the old scale. Now I couldn't bounce around too much for the video (as some of you know I do dance about when I gotta go), and I also didn't want to hold myself as this would get my dress and petticoat wet, and there’s a different between washing your panties and tights in the sink and dry cleaning your petticoat and summer dress. So I basically got the shot set up and then stayed in my spot (I had the places for my feet marked on the ground using a hair elastic) I was able to cross my legs a few times but at this point I was on the verge of wetting myself. I actually kind of forgot that I wanted to have my legs apart so you could all see my crotch get wet and stuff, and ended up pressing my thighs together really hard. No I’m not one to leak when I’ve really got to go. I might have one or two leaks and then the floodgates open and I drench myself. But today was different. With my legs glued together I was able to hold it, somewhat and what resulted was basically a constant stream of little leaks. Wetting 3.42.wmv I probably could have stopped these about halfway through but there was no way I could initially and also once I got started, well, I wanted to finish for all of you. So the first minute of the video is me really trying to hold on. The panties I was wearing were pretty thick cotton (as you can see from the after pictures) and the gusset absorbed the first few leaks pretty well. And with the sort of compression of the tights, the wet panties were really warm against my labia. Anyhow, so at 0:59, I let out the first leak. I had no idea what was going on down there, except the pee wasn’t really running down my legs, it was sort of running along my panty line and dripping off my bum. So throughout most of the film you can hear this drip, drip, drip, of the single spurts slowly making their way through my panties, tights, and then onto the floor. I tried shifting a few times to get it to run down my legs but I dared not move too much for fear of messing up the shot, which you can see is pretty well framed if I do say so. What you see here in this film is probably the longest wetting I’ve ever done. Usually I release and floosh, I’m drenched and it’s over. But since I was only letting out small spurts at a time (sometimes bigger ones like 1:30), I basically had pee running down my legs and off my bum for more than two minutes, which was very hot indeed. So a bit of play by play. After my big leak at 1:30, I managed to control things better and started letting out smaller leaks. As you can see it was all running down my right leg and so I shifted about trying to get it a little more even. Also with all the shifting you can see at times a hint of my panties through my tights which I think is super hot. By 2:40 I was letting out a constant small stream, trying to control it so it would not flood the mat I was standing on, or splash my camera. And by this time the pee was also running down the back of both of my legs. I will admit that I was throbbing in other ways and really turned on at this point. The pee kept dribbling out and running down my legs and onto my calves. It’s strange the tights are sort of more athletic tights than panty hose, and they do strange things with pee. I stopped filming once I stopped peeing, but I probably could have stood there for another minute or two and let the pee keep running down my legs as it was still dripping when I stopped but I really didn’t want to. I was very aroused by this point and needed a different kind of release. So I quickly shut off the camera and light (I was worried about it setting socks on fire) and took a shot of my puddle for you. As you can see kind of missed the centre and almost made another puddle on my carpet. But those little Goodnite mats are pretty good. Anyhow, I quickly took off my tights and panties and got a shot for you all and then was out of my dress and petticoat. I also took a few pictures up my wet skirt: After towelling off my legs and feet I jumped onto my bed and lay on my front to play with my vibrator wearing only my black bra. I put the towel over top of my pillow and put my pillow between my legs, like I used to do when I was younger. And humped my pillow while pressing my vibrator into my clit. It didn’t take me long. Right before I climaxed I looked over at my puddle and wet clothes and that put me over the edge. Then it was off to do laundry. I hope you all enjoy, don’t forget karma and positive feedback J Hugs Rachel p.s. For those who are interested, yes those are my wet little footprints in the middle of my naughty puddle.

View File fun diapered bike ride with suppository and bananas fun diapered bike ride with suppository and bananas. there were many flies around :-) comments welcome Submitter femboydl Submitted 06/28/2017 Category Diapers and ageplay  

tights wetting Submitted by: videoman Submission Date: : 24 Oct 2012 Category: Videos / Movies / Clips (Female) Clothing: Panties/Undies Wetting Type: Intentional Wetting Scenario: Staged/Scripted Wetting wets her tights on a park bench Click here to download this file

Hey guys! Im looking for a video I saw on vk a few months ago that seems to have disappeared. I cant remember whos vk it was but ill do my best to describe it and if anyone can post it or tell me where it came from I would be most grateful! The video was at least over 5 minutes of two girls. They were on a couch with one of them sleeping and if i remember correctly the other was flicking water on her. The girl sleeping started to pee her pants and woke up and got pissed and said look what you made me do! The other i think laughed and they started making out and doing stuff. Eventually the other girl we herself as well. I think the girl sleeping had dark long hair but hers had blonde streaks. She was wearing tights that were a pale blue and they other girl had long dark hair but i dont remember what she wore. THanks in advance!

(Note: This story has quite a bit of build up. It's important, I think, to the overall feeling, but you can skip about halfway down if you'd like. Also, there is some gratuitous sexual discussion within.) Our friend had never done the stuff before, and my girlfriend and I, being the sinful instigators we were, had decided that that was just. Plain. Unacceptable. "Now, Blackheart, you have to behave yourself. None of us are interested in a three-way here, so no making it awkward," she chided. The fine, off-white crystalline substance poured gently into the tiny stone goblets. They were a gift for Zoey's 22nd birthday. "I know that I get a little crazy with Molly, but give me a little credit." My retort was said with bite, but in reality, I was a little worried. When I was a space cadet, a lot of silly things seemed kinda normal. But that was also novelty. I had a better grasp of my "warmed up" self. I hoped. Orange juice. It's a great accompaniment. The juice itself has several minerals and vitamins that help maintain the body's precursors to dopamine and serotonin. Diesel fuel for the engine, you might say. It even helps the god awful taste. Helps, but doesn't get rid of it. I grimaced as I shot the cocktail. The second round helped a bit more. You use the juice to help wash off any residue. Every iota counts. T-Minus 30 minutes. Molly is the slang term for methylenedioxy-N-methylamphetamine, more commonly known as MDMA. In a less pure form, you can often find it in pill form at raves, under the name Ecstasy. It's usage and effects are so significant that it is classified as its own drug category - an empathogen - or a chemical substance that enhances social and physical empathy. It's an illicit substance, to be sure, though interestingly that hasn't stopped scientists from testing it for its value in treating stress and mental damage. Soldiers with PTSD, for example. T-Minus 20 minutes. The biggest problem with Molly, in my opinion, is the half an hour or so it takes to feel the effects, where you're terrified you got shit stuff, or that your body just isn't dealing with it tonight. Knowing ethical people helps. The second biggest problem with Molly is that people can waste it. You want to party? There's a thousand different substances. Molly is a close friend kind of drug. You don't waste experiences with it. T-Minus 10 minutes. We sat, and talked, and waited, and felt. When you first feel it, it's pretty unique. For me, I start to yawn. It feels like I'm suddenly stretching and it feels Oh. So. Good. But unlike a normal stretch, it doesn't stop. It goes on, gets more intense. Pretty soon it's across my entire body, and then, if it's good stuff, it creeps inside your head. Things get sparkly. Houston, we have rainbows. But I'm sure you're not interested in my random thoughts on drugs. There's one reason you're here. Fortunately for you, this memory is burned into my head, and makes my breath catch every time I replay it. I'm going to have to ask you to be patient, as I want this to mean something to you. Let me describe my Zoey to you. She's a little short, about 5'5", a very petite girl. Cute as a button face. Legs that could kill. But what really does it for me is her ass. For such a small girl, it's a perfect heart shape, and gives her curves for days. On this night however, it was clothed in dark blue tights, which somehow only accentuated the curvature and smoothness of her body. She wore a clingy dress, that clung even more as the night wore on (Molly makes you sweat not because of the heat, necessarily, but because it's a way for your body to flush out foreign toxins. In any case, we listened to music, felt it, danced to it. It was light and energetic - it had to be, otherwise I'd get a little overly touchy-feely - and we had fun. Our friend went out to smoke, get some air. Zoey and I both knew what that meant, in the cosmic sense of things. I have a very sexual nature sober - high on this stuff, everything and everyone was electrically stimulating. She sauntered over, and I took her visage in. I touched her soft skin, felt the warm smoothness of the tights. I kissed her, and it felt like kissing an angel. And then I touched her - erotic but not erogenous, just yet. There's places where you can take hold of a person: The interior of their hip bone, the base of the hair at the back of the neck, that make a soul shiver. And she did. We have to be careful, we can't make this awkward for her. Don't worry, I'm listening for the door. What make my heart skip a beat was when I touched her tights-clad crotch. It was already wet, and the moment I did, she gave this succubus sigh, and gently ground into my hand. It feels so good. I know... My hand had played this movement before, and my fingerings are precise. As aroused as she, was, finding her clit was no issue at all, and making her lose it over that touch was blood for a vampire in me. I could feel her getting closer and closer, the climax of this first overture building and then the squeaky outer screen door opened, and that moment of eternity shattered. In two seconds, she was sitting on my lap innocently playing with a laser pointer with our cats. Our friend came back jolly as all hell, and we danced some more. Cue the second cigarette. We are rolling incredibly high now, and the world itself feels alive with color and texture, all of it amazing. The moment the door closes the light switch in her eyes flips, and it's her turn to jump on me, and she does so, grinding herself into my body. I, in turn, am helpless as I am rendered into a sexual monster. This time I slip my hand inside the tights, and find her forbidden spot again. It's wet and warm, and as I crook my finger into her, touching her, holding her, controlling her, that overture builds again. She's quiet as she can be - which is saying a lot, honestly - but she still moans and gasps. It comes and she comes, pushing herself as hard as she can against me, going as tense as a statue, biting into my neck. Her prayers to god would make a priest blush, and politely excuse himself. It's then that she whispers into my ear... I have to peeeeee.... My mind roils. The door opens again. When I come back to the real world, I find that I'm bouncing my head to music gently while Zoey did the same. To a sober person, the guilty look on her face would have said a lot. None of us were sober. I was a puddle of sensual energy, and I didn't trust myself to get up again, or even get out from under the blanket. It didn't help that Zoey teased me whenever she could. Whenever our friend's back was turned, she'd look at my with glittery eyes, and briefly grab her crotch. Shake her butt at me. Cross her legs. Bite her lips. Cigarette Number 3 happens, though not before Zoey and I take another point, our friend needing to call it early. The door closed once more. Oh god I have to go so bad, but holding it feels so good. She moved closer, in arm's reach, and turned around, flashing my her ass, covered by her thin tights. Without panties to cover it, I could see the silhouette of her Venus' Mound. It drove me wild. I touched her, and she gasped. She squeezed her legs against my hand. You really gotta go...? It was both a question and a declaration. My mind was no longer my own. So bad. It wouldn't be so bad to let a tiny bit out, would it? I coyly played the Devil's Advocate. As far as I could tell, I was lust incarnate. Just to relieve the pressure. She gave me a curious, poker-faced look. And then that Mona Lisa smile. She pusher her butt into my hand and froze for a moment. The heat from her pussy was fiery, and I was a moth to the flame. I felt her relax, and immediately a jet of hot urine drenched my hand. She tried to stop, and failed briefly, squirting again, before grinding her crotch into my hand for control. This, combined with the feeling of partial release, made her moan in ecstasy. I nearly came. I'm pretty sure my heart stopped. She turned to me, still holding her dress up a bit and I, possessed, touched her again. Her knees almost buckled as she came again. It took all of my sanity and willpower to not fuck her then. I could see the same thought in her eyes then too. The squeaky harbinger of modesty rang again, and suddenly Zoey was just dancing to the music. Briefly the band registered to me. Massive Attack. Half an hour passes, and our friend is coming down. We, on the other hand, are rising again. Zoey's energy picks up again, as does her fidgeting. Our friend checks her phone, and Zoey flashes her ass to me. Our friend declares that she has to go, and we her our sad hugs. She tells us not to get into too much trouble. I grin at her. The door closes, and our fourth act opens. I don't think I can hold it any longer. I don't know what to say. She comes over, takes the blanket off my lap, and puts herself on me. She's so warm. She sits with her legs spread around me, her crotch above mine. Touch me. I do. I can do nothing else. I feel the crevices of her body, the muscles, the softness, and I shudder. And she moans. She alternates between tenseness and sensual relaxation. I love you. I love you too. More than anything else in the world. She presses my hand to her pussy again, and that's when it happens. Pee squirts out of her again, wetting her tights once more. She tries to stop, but can only succeed in moaning, as the force of it picks up, hissing against the fabric, running down her legs and over my legs and penis. She whimpers in pleasure, and presses herself against me, unable to hold back, enjoying every second. I watch, transfixed, as it pours out of her. It pools around my body in the chair, as she relaxes utterly, and a purring moan emanates from her. It is the most erotic thing I have ever heard. After an eternity, she slows down, and immediately picks up by grinding herself against me, still peeing slowly. I slip her sodden tights down, and my wet pants off, and slip myself inside her. She rides me, as out of control as I am. We last only moments, but when I come, so does she. It feels like a beast it tearing itself out of my body, and in my tenseness I try to hold it back, but in seconds, in years, I lose myself. My world whites out. Some time later, I am aware that she is hugging me, still grinding herself slowly against me. And I reciprocate, I kiss her, grind on her. The climax is over, but there's still plenty of coda. I love you so much. Not more than I can love you. Curtains. This story is entirely true. The names are different, for obvious reasons, but aside from stylistic changes from my writing style, this is as true to life as I can make it. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. -Blackheart