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Maybe so. Over the years I have often wondered whether my mum was interested in this stuff too as there have been a number of times when she has been desperate to pee and has put off going. Also when

I wet myself in 1st grade, after that I just became fascinated with holding my own pee in, as weird as that sounds lol

Usual thing, a girl sat next to me in class about 10 years old, just sat and peed her panties and skirt......firsat I knew was hearing the tricking sound, then smelling that warm fresh pee smell...Her

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My own interest in wetting began in grade school, long before I associated it with anything sexual. In third grade, I neglected to use the the restroom during a scheduled break, and ended up desperate some time later in class.  After repeated pleas to be excused, the teacher allowed me to leave, though not before leaking quite a bit into my shorts.  I managed to conceal the patch, but from that point on I became obsessed with not wetting myself again.  I would take any opportunity I could to pee so as to prevent having that feeling of desperation again - to the point that friends and siblings would tease me for going so often.  I also would fixate upon any story I heard or read that described wetting, thinking I suppose that this could somehow be normal. By middle school, I started to associate getting to pee with being pleasurable, and began experimenting with wetting.  I didn't have access to any real omo material at the time, so I improvised by drawing wet patches on pictures of women in magazines.  When file sharing became a thing in my high school years I found my first video - a T-Bob video that I believe is still available online.  But the whole time, I felt ashamed and alone for liking this.  I didn't really understand that others like me existed until I finally stumbled upon Shara and Ger's site. From then on, I accepted that this is what I like, though it would be many years into adulthood before I was comfortable with admitting it to anyone.

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I vividly remember having an accident as I was entering puberty. It would take me a while longer to start exploring omo more but I think the experience was a tipping point for me. 

I was on a youth group trip in a forest and had been ignoring the urge to go while distracted. 

I had stood up and was walking to go pee in the woods and...

I couldn’t hold it. 

The need just became overwhelming faster than my 12 year old self could react. I felt pain as my bladder muscles just gave out. Hot piss just started spraying into my pants uncontrollably. 

The utter shock I felt as I realized this was actually happening to me, me. How helpless I felt just paralyzed standing there peeing my pants. How everything that should have mattered like shame or self-control just disappeared until way too late. 

By the time I cut off the flow it was pointless. My pants were drenched down both legs and my shoes were soaked too. I wanted to cry from the sheer humiliation of it. I emptied the little left in my bladder and went to go change, shoving my sodden clothes in my backpack. It felt like forever until I was able to go home and wash the sticky feeling and shame off in the shower. 

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8 hours ago, johnnyc82 said:

Some of us apparently are born with it

Maybe so. Over the years I have often wondered whether my mum was interested in this stuff too as there have been a number of times when she has been desperate to pee and has put off going. Also when my sister and I were growing up and would play holding games and such my mum told us something. She didn't specifically mention holding/wetting. She was actually talking about sexual things in general but she told us that whatever sexual things we did was perfectly okay as long as we kept it private and we cleaned up after ourselves. You don't generally need to clean up a lot after masturbating and she knew about us playing holding games and potentially we were doing what comes after holding so she was telling us it was okay, perhaps because she too enjoyed those things. Maybe one day I will ask her about it.

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I peed myself on the way from school to my home when I was in year 1. So I was 7 years old. I did not know about omo or sex at that time but I liked that feeling how my pee run to my crotch and down to my legs...

So I started to pee myself right before showering. Later, when I was alone at home, I peed myself to my jeans.

And later came internet and I got know that I am not alone 🙂

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Usual thing, a girl sat next to me in class about 10 years old, just sat and peed her panties and skirt......firsat I knew was hearing the tricking sound, then smelling that warm fresh pee smell...Her older sister was called to take her away and clean her up..she came back to class and all the rest of the day wore  thick dark blue Gym panties...The second school incident was a girl on a school bus trip....I always liked to sit behind the driver and watch....the teachers sat across the aisle....this girl 'Wendy' 13/14 yrs old came down to the front of the bus and I heard her ask the teachers if the bus could stop at some toilets......but as she was saying this the pee was hissing from her...I was literally inches from her butt, it was running down her legs and puddling in the aisle.....She stayed in wet panties for the whole of the trip...unless she took them off when she went back to her seat.  The last school incident was later aged 15, again a school trip and the girl in the seat behind me and a friend told us that the girl sat next to her had just peed her panties (drank too much cola)......we covered for her when she got off the bus....by walking close to her..     So many of my ex g/fs had stories about when they or a friend peed their panties on the school bus..etc.

 

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I think I've mentioned in a similar topic before:

I don't really have any great explanation of 'how' or 'why', nor even 'when'. I certainly didn't have a single event I can point to as the genesis of my interest. 

As I imagine most people going through puberty grow an interest in more vanilla lewd things around that time as well, I just kind of grew a natural interest in wetting (and other related things), and I never really questioned it as unusual, it just seemed normal (though I was never under the impression that most people were into wetting). It was just where my curiosity was focused from the start. 

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I started loving omo in first grade. Me and two friends were playing a game during free time and one of wanted to pee. But my other friend kept convincing him to stay and keep playing. Eventually he pissed himself and i was so fascinated. I trailed him around all of that day asking him how it felt and how bad did you need to go. Then i started looking at google images of pee soaked clothes then tumblr drawings, then videos, then here. 

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I watched a documentary where they were talking about sex and fetishes, they talked about pee fetish and showed a woman peeing in field you couldn't see anything but it made me realise that I have that fetish as I got so turned on. Before that I used to watch a lot of squirting porn and really thats mostly peeing in porn so don't know how I didn't realise earlier.

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I’ve had this fetish for as long as I can remember.   One of my earliest memories was from preschool, where I remember delaying peeing for as long as I could, hoping to wet.  Once I schemed to delay a bit by washing my hands before peeing, and managed to start peeing before hitting the potty.  I got caught by one of the staff, who unbeknownst to me did a check of everyone’s pants during nap time.  She woke me and said my pants were a little wet and maybe I needed a change.  I denied everything and it wasn’t enough to bother, but I must have been afraid to do this again.  In hindsight, I wonder why I didn’t just wet at will.  I was 4!

A few years later, I had my first sexual feeling associated with this: there was an elementary school chorus program and I remember seeing what I considered to be a “beautiful” girl — probably 8 years old — singing in the front row in a bright yellow dress. I remember thinking to myself “I wonder if she’s ever peed in her pants?”  It would be several years before I associated this with sex, but I can still picture it like it was yesterday.

 

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Yea this question gets asked alot. I have responded with this answer before but I don't mind repeating it here.

When I was about 6 , I remember being somehow excited and very interested by the girl  from next door, a year younger than me, being desperate squirming and holding herself. We were playing in the sandbox. She said she had to go to the bathroom. But, I was so enjoying it I convinced her to hold it until we would be called in for lunch, in about 15 minutes. She was obviously worried she would not make it,but complied. Although I did not see it, she wet her pants on the way into the house. I was thrilled, he mother was not. 

At this time I knew nothing about omorashi,( a term I never heard before finding this site) and certainly understood nothing about sex. I just found girls having to pee exciting in a way I did not understand. I liked watching desperation or talking about it when I could. Occasionally, i would ask people about it.

Fast forward to I hit puberty at 12 or 13 ish. I was laying in bed face down thinking about one such scenario , when I got an erection. I moved slightly, and jolts of electric pleasure, the likes of which I had never enjoyed shot through my body. I did not know what was happening, just that it felt incredible. So , I deliberately moved around a bit more. Amazingly it felt even better. I continued rubbing myself against the bed, and quickly,and very suddenly , I felt like I was going to pee the bed. I had just gone before lying down, and did not feel like I needed to go seconds ago. In a panic I started to get up, but it was way to late. Of course  what came out was thick and sticky, not pee.

Until that point only pee came out of my penis, and to my knowledge that was all it was for. I was raised in a very strict Catholic  home , and had not yet had the talk, with my father, and the topic of sex, or the reason boys or girls were different was never discussed.

In any event, the connection of being desperate to pee and the sensation of being about to ejaculate was made, and the connection to sexual arousal, was permanently etched in my brain.

A few years later on one of our first dates my girlfriend said she was about to pee her pants.  We were walking home from the movies. She soon started desperate pee dancing, crossing her legs, and finally holding herself. A block from her home she began running , bent forward, hands tightly holding her pussy. I ran with her, but it was difficult keeping up with a raging hard on. Fortunately at the  time, it was winter, so she didn't notice my erection due to my heavy jacket.  This cemented my connection of peeing to sex . I soon fessed up to her.  The rest was history.

It took some time for me to fully understand it, and why my ears perked up at a girl saying she needed. to pee, and why I was aroused at seeing my girlfriend very desperate.

I thought it was just me for many years, because this was way before the internet was even a thought.

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For me, it was my own quite traumatic experience actually of being on a coach trip and getting so desperate that I wanted to cry. I was about 11 or 12 at the time and we were on a trip to a theme park. When we arrived, I was beside myself with desperation, everything 'down there' was hurting so bad. I made it into the toilets and peed for what seemed like forever. It took a while for the discomfort to ease but eventually it did and I got on with the day. Needless to say, I made sure to visit the toilets before we headed back. 

Since then, I noticed myself getting somewhat turned on at the sight of others desperate and in similar situations. As I got older, the fetish just kept developing. And... well, here I am 😊

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Loved reading everyone's omo origin stories. I'm new to this site but not to the fetish. My earliest pee-related memory is from when I was about seven, at a beach day in a park near where I grew up. I remember hearing a big commotion in a tent and hearing from someone that a girl had peed her pants. I was fascinated and wanted desperately to see the evidence of her accident, but I wasn't able to get close enough to see. A few years later, probably around 11 or 12, I remember meeting a girl while on vacation and listening intently as she told a story about how she'd been stung on her foot by a jellyfish and had to pee on it to neutralize the sting. I couldn't get this story out of my head and thought about it for weeks.

Then, maybe around 13 or 14, I discovered a site with a forum where people talked frankly and openly about their bathroom habits. This was also incredibly interesting to me, and probably the first time I realized that my interest was of a sexual nature. I remember undergoing quite a bit of trial and error before I realized that my interest was primarily in wetting, not just anything pee-related, but once I figured it out, it was a revelation. Wetting (mostly as an observer, though occasionally as a participant too!) has been a huge turn-on for me since then, and I've had the good fortune to have been in several relationships with partners who indulged my fantasies, though none who were equally turned on, sadly!

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I really wish I knew why this fetish has a hold on me.

I believe i was sexualized to this by the girl across the street where I used to live.  We both were in pre-school and she had bladder issues, causing her to have to pee frequently.  This meant baring it all in my presence so that she could pee.  I believe this was the start of my fetish.

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On 3/9/2019 at 4:56 PM, hoimi said:

In First Grade, I saw a boy in my class wet himself. I was so curious, I came home and pissed my jeans on purpose. It was magical.

In kindergarten I heard that a girl in first grade had wet herself in class, and I instantly started fantasizing about having that same accident in first grade. In first grade I frequently fantasized about wetting myself in class. Then in the spring I decided to do it. By afternoon I had made myself desperate. I think it was within an hour after lunch that I lost control, while the whole class was standing up and singing. I got pretty soaked before anyone noticed, and then a girl called everyone's attention to the fact that I was peeing my pants. It would be really interesting to find out that a girl who saw my accident got into this fetish as a result. I never saw any accidents in class besides my own.

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