cwpee 632 Posted November 21, 2022 Popular Post Share Posted November 21, 2022 As promised in my other compilation thread, I’m putting longer multi-part encounters with my wife in their own threads. If you’ve paid attention to my stories, it’s obvious that my wife at least partially enjoys holding a full bladder, plus it happens naturally as she avoids public bathrooms with possible. Over the past couple years, since I last regularly posted anything, she now does it basically any time we go out for more than a few hours. She always makes sure I know when she needs to go, and I have actually caught her having unassisted orgasms when she was really desperate to pee on a couple occasions. I’ve always enjoyed going out with her, even if it's just doing stuff around town, but now I REALLY look forward to going out with her! She’s finally been wanting to go out on half/full day trips again, so I’ve been scouting out places to go, with emphasis on places with limited bathroom access. We went out this past Saturday to a small town about 2.5 hours away, with the intention of knocking out some Christmas shopping. I had high hopes for her needing to pee while away from a bathroom, as it has happened before at the same place. The day didn’t disappoint, though not in the way I originally planned. After changing a couple times, she ended up wearing a flowy shirt and a black tights. She also wore spanx with panties underneath. To start, on the trip down, it's very rural with only a few smaller towns to potentially stop at. We stopped for coffee on the way out of town, and as expected she needed to pee about an hour later. She casually told me that she had to pee, but she didn’t ask to stop. After years of asking, she’s finally started doing this for me. Normally she could just hold until she really had to stop, but this way I can enjoy it. We were entering smaller town, then it was about 15 minutes to the next town (which was larger and took about 10 minutes to get through), and after that there was almost nothing for quite a while. She started getting increasingly urgent over the next 15 minutes to the point that I asked her if she actually needed to stop. Thankfully she said "No, I can wait" before bending forward to take some pressure off then partially crossing her legs. A minute later, she looked outside and said: "Well, it's raining outside, so I can't really pee on the side of the road, huh? That caught my attention since it implied that she was farther along than she was acting, but I wasn't stopping until she explicitly told me to. I was hoping that she would wait until after we went past the town we were approaching, which she did. I can't tell if she does this on purpose or it just happens a lot, but as we were leaving she told me "OK, I really need to stop now." We almost immediately came up to a gas station, but it was sketchy looking (pretty common for these rural highways) and before I even slowed down she told me tp keep going, because she was done with "nasty bathrooms." My penis twitched because I knew that we were at least 5 minutes from the next stop. She struggled more and more until we finally got there. I tried to pass it off as having lousy bathrooms, but she was past the point of caring unless it was obviously awful (such as portable toilets, or had a meth-head hanging out in front (it’s actually happened), or something like that). She had her legs crossed and was bouncing in her seat as we pulled up, and before I had the car in "Park", she took a sharp breath in and told me she just peed a little. She jumped out, and before she opened the store's door I heard her say "Fuck, peed again", then she ran inside. It took me a little bit to calm down enough to pee, and by the time I was done she was walking up to the register with a soda. Afterwards, she confirmed that she had leaked several times, but it was barely enough to wet her panties. To be continued! omoEnthusiast1, holding-myself, david_578 and 19 others 19 3 Quote Link to comment
moiamigo 213 Posted November 21, 2022 Share Posted November 21, 2022 thanks so much!! please do continue!! were they thin or thick tights, by the way? would they show? Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted November 22, 2022 Author Share Posted November 22, 2022 (edited) 9 hours ago, moiamigo said: thanks so much!! please do continue!! were they thin or thick tights, by the way? would they show? I'd say they were medium weight, but solid black so they wouldn't show. I want to keep this enjoyable for her, and public humiliation is something she definitely wouldn't like, at least not without preparing for it. That said, I'm going to make sure she brings a spare pair of pants in case of an emergency. I had mentioned it previously, but we both forgot this time around. Edited November 22, 2022 by cwpee (see edit history) moiamigo 1 Quote Link to comment
moiamigo 213 Posted November 22, 2022 Share Posted November 22, 2022 Great stuff. That sounds good! Can't wait to hear more Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted November 22, 2022 Author Popular Post Share Posted November 22, 2022 Now that her first pee was out of the way, we proceeded with the day. The first stop was actually a “Trade Days” that they hold on a converted farm about 15 minutes outside of the town once a month. It’s a combination of a flea market and smaller shops, and you can commonly find some great deals. The problem was that it was quite cold outside, with a wind chill of below freezing. While many people may scoff at this, we live in the south and we just aren’t used to this. Plus, to top it off, it was lightly raining off and on. To start, we didn’t realize just how cold it was, and we didn’t dress appropriately (plus we didn’t even have our cold-weather clothes unpacked yet). I think it hit us when we were inside the (unheated) barn, and could see our breath. The bathrooms are pretty bad there, so I was really hoping to see her need to pee, then having to drive 20 minutes into town. The cold screwed that up, and less than an hour in she stopped at the bathrooms. The cold was obviously affecting her bladder (as it was for me, if we’re honest, so I wasn’t against the stop), if she was willing to stop there. It was miserable so we bailed shortly after, heading into the actual town for some shops with heat. The trip was still a success, though, as we found a near-mint condition LP of Black Sabbath's Paranoid! It had been a couple years since we had come in from this direction, and we were amazed at how much it had built up. This place has developed itself into a proper tourist town, with their main street completely transformed with nice shops perfect for luring in people from all over the state (I know people who will drive 5 hours to spend a weekend there at a B&B). Its about 5 blocks long, and completely lined with shops, with many nice restaurants, some wine tasting rooms and a brewery. The only official public bathrooms are on the far ends of the strip, and a block off main street, so it can be quite out of the way depending on when the need hits you. It’s happened at the exact wrong time for Jenna before, so I was hoping for a repeat. It didn’t work out quite as planned, though. To start, even though she was drinking water, it was less than an hour since she last peed when we arrived. On the upside, she decided to bring her 2L water bottle with her so she could “stay hydrated”. Normally we were there for at least 3-4 hours, sometimes longer, so I knew it was only a matter of time, as long as she kept drinking. We ended up eating lunch not too much later, where she drank some more water plus a bloody mary, the first of many drinks that day. We did a little more shopping, then stopped at the brewery where we each had a .5L beer, then split a third. I actually went to the bathroom when we got there as a precaution since I had been drinking quite a lot of water and wanted to enjoy things later. I hoped she wouldn't join me, but it was a risk I was willing to take. Thankfully, she ignored it and went straight to the table while she waited for me to get the beer. A little more shopping, and we passed a winery, where she (inexplicably) got a wine slushy. She finished it quickly so she wouldn’t have to keep holding the cold cup, then went back for a regular glass of wine. She had been drinking water throughout as well, so I knew she had to pee pretty badly. This was confirmed about 5 minutes later when she stepped out of a store, stopped in her tracks, crossed her legs, and said “Shit, going in and out of the cold is killing my bladder!” Score! We were nowhere near the bathroom, so this could get interesting. We went into the next store, which was one of our primary targets - a year-round Christmas store. After we got inside, I leaned over and whispered “Well, your bladder should be fine now, right? We’re going to be inside in the heat for a while” She jokingly stuck her tongue out at me and went on shopping. We must have spent 20 minutes inside, and towards the end she was starting to show signs of needing to pee. Just as we were leaving, a decoration caught our eye. It was a little out of our price range, but the owner overheard us and told us that she was closing after new years, and saw we loved it, so she gave us 30% off. We haggled a little and ended up getting her to knock of 50%, so we just stood there at the register while she wrapped it up in the back. Jenna was shifting her weight around constantly, and eventually walked off and started looking at other things, obviously taking her mind off her bladder since it was far too crowded for her to try crossing her legs unless it was a last resort. After we finally paid and left, she froze outside the door again, saying nothing. I assumed she either leaked or was close, then she started walking again and turned to me. “OK, its really cold. Are we done?” As much as I was enjoying this, it really was cold and miserable (it had actually started to rain a little again) so I nodded my head "yes". After checking the map, it turned out that the car was only about 2 blocks away, so we both hurried back. Thanks to hitting the lights correctly, we were back in the car in a matter of minutes, both of us sighing loudly as we finally got out of the cold. She said nothing until a few minutes later once the heat started kicking in. “Oh thank god for heated seats! I think I peed for a full second when we left the last store, and it was getting cold.” Music to my ears! She still hadn't asked to stop, so naturally I just started heading home, hoping to make it outside of town before she asked. She made no effort to sit on anything to protect the seat, so I assume that the Spanx helped absorb/block the leaks. Soon after, she reminded me that we were going to a large warehouse store dedicated entirely to interior decorations. It was only slightly out of the way time-wise, but a completely different route leading through a very large city. I noticed she had crossed her legs, so I decided to press my luck. “Its about 45 minutes to an hour away, do you think you want wait until we get there?” She paused, thinking briefly, then replied “Sure, I think I can do that.” I honestly didn’t think she could, but it would be fun finding out. Not 10 minutes later, it was obvious that she had completely mis-judged it, and told me she needed to stop soon. Apparently the alcohol was both clouding her judgment and speeding up her kidneys. I told her to let me know when to stop, and it only took 30 seconds before she told me it was time. “What happened to waiting?” I asked. “I don’t know, but I gotta stop now.” “Really? Not even 5 more minutes?” “NOW.” I thought I was very clever, since there wasn’t really anything on this stretch of road. Then, as if approaching an oasis in the desert, a gas station appeared not 10 seconds after I closed my mouth. I couldn’t believe it, but I honored my word and stopped. Apparently she made it this time without any further incidents. She continued to drink water over the next 45 minutes until we got there, and the alcohol continued to work its magic. We couldn’t have been inside the store for 15 minutes when she suddenly froze and said “Oh shit, I gotta pee!” “Oh come on”, I replied. “It hasn’t even been an hour, this has got to just be in your head”. I honestly thought it might have been in her head, I mean it hadn’t been that long since she went last, so I thought at most she was just needed to go and had a brief bladder spasm. Oh how wrong I was. It was probably a combination of the alcohol and how much she had been holding already throughout the day, but a few minutes later she gasped and said “Fuck, I just peed a little.” Score! This is what I was looking for earlier - really desperate to pee while walking around in public shopping. I immediately got out my phone to record her as I expected this would be good. Thankfully it was lousy weather outside and less than an hour before closing, so it was nearly deserted which allowed me to record without attracting attention. She immediately saw what I was doing, and simply rolled her eyes before continuing on. --I also realized, to my dismay, that the memory on my phone was low and it kept shutting off the recording every minute or two! I kept on going and missed some of the good stuff, but I still got quite a lot and plan to upload once I edit together the clips and get her approval. Now, back to our story.-- She also noticed that a suspicious bulge had appeared in my pants. She looked around to make sure no one was in view before reaching down to my crotch. She brushed it, then gave me a big grin and squeezed it tightly. After a couple seconds she gasped and pulled away while crossing her legs. “Crap, I just came and I peed a little. Let's keep moving!” She was doing her best to maintain composure, only occasionally crossing her legs or telling me she had to pee. She kept up shopping for a few more minutes until she finally gave up. “Fuck it, I can’t wait any more,” she huffed, before hurrying away. I tried to distract her, but she was having none of it, and was on a mission to get to the bathroom as quickly as possible. We’d been in a different, but very similar, store last year around Christmas time, and the bathrooms were in the very back and roughly centered, so that’s where she was heading. We continued along the back of the store, and as we neared the far corner, she was coming to the realization that there was no bathroom back here, and she was starting to panic a little. To be continued….. soo-pis-sed, Sentinelchicken, ola93 and 14 others 13 4 Quote Link to comment
Calvin1 340 Posted November 22, 2022 Share Posted November 22, 2022 Wow!!! Wow!!! Please don't leave us hanging. Great stories and can I say, you are one lucky guy. Also, Thank You for sharing!!! Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted November 23, 2022 Author Share Posted November 23, 2022 13 hours ago, Calvin1 said: Wow!!! Wow!!! Please don't leave us hanging. Great stories and can I say, you are one lucky guy. Also, Thank You for sharing!!! Not leaving you hanging intentionally! (well, maybe a little) I'm posting these as I get them typed out, so I might have it up tonight or it could be tomorrow. moiamigo 1 Quote Link to comment
Disneybaby65 1,455 Posted November 23, 2022 Share Posted November 23, 2022 Can't wait to read more~ definitely sends tingles up my spine ☺️ Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted November 23, 2022 Author Popular Post Share Posted November 23, 2022 She was obviously unhappy and exasperated that she couldn’t go pee, but there wasn’t much to do other than keep going so she shook it off. I tried to reassure her that they must have some at the front if they didn’t in the back, but at this point I honestly had no idea where they were. I didn’t remember seeing them front, but I also wasn’t really looking. Soon after, she went down a side aisle and bent forward sharply (which of course the phone stopped recording for) before going further back and crossing her leg again and muttering something about needing to pee. “What was that?” I asked. She walked towards me, a little awkwardly, leaned forward over the basket, and quietly said “I keep tinkling!” I’m not entirely sure why she chose those words, but it was super cute! It seemed she was regularly leaking at this point, and had kinda resigned herself to it. About every 30 seconds to a minute she would stop and subtly cross her legs or bend forward when an urge hit, until she got to the checkout where she stood next to the basket, her foot up on the side to hide that she had to leg crossed tightly. We were stationary for a couple minutes while the person in front checked out and her leg was jiggling the entire time, but it must have helped her regain control Once we made it to the car, she grabbed the hand towel I keep in the car (all I had with me) plus a plastic bag and laid it down on the seat. “That bad, huh?” I asked. “Yes, that bad. I don’t think I’ve leaked like that since I was pregnant, and I still really have to go.” What surprised me was that she wasn’t immediately begging to find a bathroom. Was sitting down helping and she was continuing to try to hold, or had she peed enough back there to take the edge off? It would have been interesting to see how long she could last but I was honestly quite hungry, plus I wanted to give her a break after what she went through, so we looked for a restaurant. Her one stipulation was that they serve alcohol to keep her buzz from wearing off. That’s when it hit me - she was still kinda drunk! It certainly explained both why she had to pee so soon, and why she was relatively relaxed about slowly peeing her pants in public then not finding a bathroom. I knew we both wanted home, so the only place I could think of that was both quick, good, and served alcohol was a local taco chain that served margaritas. She found the nearest one, but as I pulled up it was abnormally small. This must have been one of the earlier stores; I think there were a total of maybe 6 parking spots and a drive-through. I honestly wasn’t sure they had interior dining at all until I got to the door and saw a couple tables. This meant a single toilet, so I got excited at the thought of it being occupied to delay her just a little bit longer. She was walking pretty awkwardly as we approached the door, yelled “surprise me!” and dashed to the (totally free) bathroom. She is normally VERY quick in bathrooms, usually in and out in the same time it takes for me, but this time it took her a little longer. (I found out later that she was trying to dry out her panties). 20 minutes later, with the tacos eaten and the marg drunk, we got back in the car for the hour drive home. She was properly drunk by this point, thanks to the very strong margarita. She didn’t want to stop drinking for the hour drive home and risk losing her buzz, so I ended up going slightly out of my way to a liquor store. I grabbed a 6-pack of cider, which she immediately opened one of. (Yes, it's technically illegal, but I was totally sober and she had it poured in a stainless steel bottle so the risks were low). We continued on with little mention of her need to pee, and she had finished a second can by the time we exited the highway towards our house. It was an hour and a half since she last went to the bathroom at this point, so I knew she had to go, but had no idea how badly since she hadn’t said anything and it was too dark to see her body language. 10 minutes later and we were entering our neighborhood where we actually had streetlights, so I finally got a good view. She definitely had her legs crossed, and her fingers were drumming on the door handle, but it was hard to tell beyond that. She actually seemed relatively relaxed until we got to the front door where I saw that her pants were already unbuttoned. The second the door opened she bolted to the hall bathroom. She had just opened the door when I yelled out “Hey! I never said you could pee yet.” She froze, with her tights already around her knees. “Seriously?” she hissed as she slid down her spanx and panties in one motion, her legs crossed as well as she could with her pants around her knees. “Yes! We agreed earlier today that you wouldn’t pee when you got home.” “Shit, why do I always agree to that?! I gotta GO! Do you want to see me pee my pants again?” She now had a hand buried between her legs while I just started silently, a small grin on my face. “Of course you do. Can I just go once more, THEN hold it?” she begged. “Fine, but that's IT for tonight, got it? “Yes, master, of course!” She wasted no time and dropped hard on the toilet, moaning a VERY loud "Oh YES!!!" as her piss sprayed hard into the bowl. It always made me smile when she called me that. We aren’t really into proper BDSM play, but it's pretty clear I’m basically in control of her bladder when we are out. Even when we aren’t really doing anything, she still lets me know she is going to pee in a way that allows me to stop her. I’m not going to really punish her if she disobeys, other than getting fake-annoyed, since I want there to keep a certain level of “fun”. It's still fun to play around with, though. Once she had peed for about 10 seconds and the initial desperation wore off, she stripped off her bottoms completely. “Here you go, these need to go to the washing machine,” she said, handing them to me. I could immediately tell they were still partially wet. “Did you pee in your panties again, or is this from earlier?” “I leaked just now when you stopped me”, grabbing a piece of toilet paper to wipe the pee off her inner thigh for emphasis, “but I already had them off by then. This is all from earlier. It was bad.” While she was putting on clean pajamas, I went into the laundry room and carefully inspected her clothes. The first thing I noticed was that the panties were wet, and not just right at her pussy where you would expect with a small leak. They were wet well up from the crotch. It was hard to tell with the spanx due to the material, but the whole crotch of her leggings was still noticeably damp, even after almost 2 hours! It may have been my imagination, but I think they was a little wetness down her inner thighs as well. (We’ve got family in town, but I’ll try to ask her for more details later in the week!) I can’t imagine just how wet she had been as we left the store, but I am seriously kicking myself for not trying to feel between her legs when she was in the car earlier. We’re nearing the conclusion! I guess I already spoiled the ending with the title, but it’s still a fun journey. As mentioned, there's some family in town for the holidays, so I'm not certain when I will be able to the next round up but I'm hoping for Friday. I've got notes jotted down so I don't forget any details, but it takes a little time to put it into a proper story. wettingman, LilMiss, Rivriv15 and 6 others 7 2 Quote Link to comment
Apan 570 Posted November 23, 2022 Share Posted November 23, 2022 On 11/22/2022 at 8:34 AM, cwpee said: as we found a near-mint condition LP of Black Sabbath's Paranoid! If nothing else, I do have to commend you on you exquisite taste in music! LilMiss and cwpee 1 1 Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted November 23, 2022 Author Share Posted November 23, 2022 (edited) 2 hours ago, Apan said: If nothing else, I do have to commend you on you exquisite taste in music! Thanks! There was another vendor with an original pressing of their first album, but it was in awful shape and he still wanted $40 for it. He also had a copy of Yellow Submarine that we were going to go back to get on the way out, but it had started raining by that point and we totally forgot about it. Edited November 23, 2022 by cwpee (see edit history) Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted November 24, 2022 Author Popular Post Share Posted November 24, 2022 NOTE: The last 2/3 of this post involves a lot of sex, so consider yourself warned if that's a problem. We started putting up decorations, and she grabbed a beer while continuing to drink water. I wasn’t even paying attention, until suddenly I realized that she was no longer in the room, then I heard the sound of liquid echoing in the toilet. “Hey!” I yelled. “Are you peeing?” “Oh no! I am so sorry, I totally forgot! I promise I’ll wait next time.” Another hour later, and the movie we were watching (A Christmas Story Christmas) had ended, when I realized she was peeing again! “Seriously?!” I asked, standing in front of her as she peed. “Fuck, I’m sorry! I just totally forgot. I promise I’ll drink more to catch up!” “You’re damn right you will, and I’m going to lock this thing so you don’t forget again! You’re going again until after we have sex. Got it?” Normally I'm just messing with her, but I actually was getting a little annoyed at this point. It was now going to probably be 2AM before she was really desperate again, and neither of us had planned on staying up that late. She could tell, so as an extra apology, she slid my dick into her mouth and sucked it for the next 15 seconds until her bladder had finished emptying. True to my word, I locked it right after she left. We got back to decorating, and this time I put on White Christmas, which is one of her absolute favorites. It's also 2 hours long, so I really hoped this would be enough to keep her busy instead of asking to go pee. Eventually, we were both just sitting on the sofa watching it and I realized she was abnormally still. From prior experience, this normally meant she was trying to hold on as long as possible by reducing movement on her bladder, and given how much she had drunk since she last peed an hour and a half prior, I had no doubts that was the case. I kept waiting for her to say she had to pee, but she was so into the movie it never came. She did eventually ask me to “just skip forward”, though. It caught me off guard - I had no idea what she was talking about since she normally never skipped anything, but I figured I would skip to the next song. As soon as I started fast-forwarding, she saw the time stamp. “Oh, there’s only 15 minutes left? That’s fine right here”. Yep, I was right. She’s totally desperate, but she convinced herself that she can last another 15 minutes. As the minutes ticked down, she finally started fidgeting around in her seat, eventually placing a hand between her legs for the last 2 minutes. The last song had barely even ended when she jumped up. “Oh shit, I can’t wait to pee!” she said. “Great! Let’s hurry up and have sex so you can go” I replied. “No! I have to pee NOW!” “Sorry, that wasn’t the deal” I answered as I cleared off the bed. Quick back-story - We have a Liberator Fascinator (it's a waterproof blanket, and it's worth its weight in gold. If you haven't heard of them, go check them out!) that we always use when we have sex, as she squirts very commonly. It’s especially important if she has a full bladder, and this was sure to be a gusher. I went through the bathroom into the closet to get it, with her following closely behind me, and she almost slipped into the side room with the toilet while I was in there. I caught her, though, and led her back to the bedroom. She bounced in place until I started laying out the blanket, then she ran out the bedroom door to the hall bathroom, which she found locked. “Oh no, I forgot you locked it. Damn it!” she yelled as she rattled the door handle. With no other options, she stood in front of the bed with a hand between her legs. “Oh god, just hurry. I have to pee so bad!” she pleaded. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a relatively common thing for us - She’ll hold on a LONG time at the end of the day, usually watching a movie. Afterwards, we go to the bedroom and have sex, then she runs to the bathroom and pees. Normally how this works is that she will get on her hands and knees while I enter her from behind (doggy style). Its one of our favorite positions sexually, but it has a hidden benefit. Whenever I am inside of her like that, she can’t pee at all due to where my penis hits inside of her. As a result, even when she is absolutely desperate, there isn’t any leakage. The problem right now is that I sprained my knee recently, so I still can’t kneel. Honestly, I’m not sure how long I can have sex at all (I took off my knee brace because I didn’t want it to get pee on it!), so I was hoping this would go very quickly. She had obviously forgotten about this, and was very confused when I climbed onto the bed, and laid down on my back. I had to explain it to her again before she climbed on to the bed next to me. “Oh shit, I’m seriously about to pee!” she yelled. “What am I supposed to do?” “Um, climb on top, then my dick goes inside?” I answered, snidely. She glared at me briefly before climbing on top, still holding her pussy. I tried getting inside of her, but between the way she was sitting and her hand I was having a hard time. After a few seconds she swatted my hand away, grabbed my dick herself, squirted on some lube, and slid down on top of it. “Oh, damn it! I gotta PEE!” she shouted, then paused a couple seconds to regain her composure before easing up and down. “So can you feel how big my bladder is with your penis?” I froze! I had been so caught up in everything I was forgetting to enjoy it. Normally I’ll play around with her a little while first. I particularly like sliding in a finger to feel her bladder. When I can feel it pocking out from inside, I can tell that she’s really pushed herself. It was actually a little hard to tell in the position I was currently in, but I didn’t want her to know that. “Definitely!” I lied, “but I forgot to put my finger in to feel it!” “Oh, dang!” she said as she climbed off. “Here you go.” She winced as she spread her legs for me to feel. Sure enough, her bladder was protruding nicely. I pressed it once, causing her to squeal loudly then slam her legs shut. I’d felt it when it was even harder, but she was still very, very full. I then put my penis back in, taking time to enjoy it before I thurst deeply. She immediately yelled out “Oh shit, I REALLY have to pee. What am I going to do? I can’t hold it!” “Well,” I answered, ”if you can’t hold it, then you can’t hold it, I guess.” I knew I was going to get wet no matter what, so I started fucking her hard, with her squealing each time I forced past her bladder. I think it only lasted about 15 seconds before she froze and I felt something warm and wet. “OH NO IM PEEING” She wasn’t kidding! This wasn’t squirting during orgasm - I’ve felt that countless times. There’s build-up, then she climaxes, and she squirts hard for a few seconds (occasionally longer). This was totally different. No warning, no orgasm, just peeing. “OH MY GOD! I am SO sorry, I just can’t stop it!” It was true, I could feel her muscles squeezing, but there was no change to the hard stream I felt spraying on the base of my dick. “Shit, I seriously can’t stop!” Not wanting to waste the opportunity, I started fucking her again, but the moment was gone. By this point she had started laughing, which meant that I started as well. I’ve never been into “golden showers” or anything like that, so this was something totally new to me. I’m not sure that I enjoyed it sexually, but I was a very interesting experience, and something I’m probably going to explore with her again in a more controlled manner. In the moment, though, it was pretty ridiculous. Then, I got an idea. I’ve seen videos where girls were riding a guy on top of him and she was peeing. I always thought they were so hot, and I wanted to see that in person. Commonly, when she is on top, she’s still on her hands and knees with our faces together, while I do most of the work. That’s how we had been the whole time, but that obviously doesn’t work for this. I got her to sit up straight, then she leaned back so I could get a better view. Just as she did, she suddenly stopped. “Oooh, yes! I was finally able to stop! Let's see how long I can hold on!” The answer was about a second, because she started peeing again as soon as she leaned forward a little. I started fucking her again, and her stream would now stop and start as I thrust in and out. It wasn't long before I could feel her piss pooling around my butt. I knew there was no way this was going to continue without making a huge mess, so I told her to just go pee. She jumped off, causing a little of the pee to spill over onto the floor, and bolted to the toilet. I wasn’t even paying attention to how long she peed at that point, I was just trying to protect our bed! While the blanket is totally waterproof, and it absorbs quite a bit of liquid, it’s helpless against what was likely at least half a liter of urine. The covering had absorbed everything it could, but there was a lot still pooled up. I was extra careful to prevent any more from spilling, carefully rolling myself out of bed, rolling the blanket into a ball, then tossing it in the washer with her pants. By the time I came back, she was at the sink bruising her teeth. I stared at her and asked what she was doing. She stopped, looked at me like a deer in the headlights, and responded “I thought we were done?!” “No, of course not! Does this look done?” I said, pointing to my still mostly-hard erection. “I am so confused. I just peed all over you, I thought that was it.” “No, I figured that would happen since I wasn’t behind you plugging you up. I wanted to do it now so I would hopefully finish quickly, then you could pee then finish yourself off with your vibrator.” She stared at me, still very confused, then resumed brushing her teeth. It was at this moment that I remembered just how much she had been drinking. She was probably quite drunk, and not really paying attention to what was going on, so I gave up for the moment. By the time I finished brushing my teeth she was already in bed so I sat next to her. “You realize I’m not mad, right? I just thought we were still going to try to finish having sex.” This conversation went back and forth several times, with her repeating that she was so confused, so I gave up. There was no sense trying to reason with her in her current state, so I laid down in bed with my dick in my hand. “Oh, so you’re going to jack off now?” she asked, annoyed. (backstory - she doesn’t like it when I jack off when she is trying to go to sleep because it keeps her up). “Well, yeah, duh. We just stopped halfway through sex. Do you want me to grab your vibrator so you can finish?” “Nope, I’m just ready to sleep.” Well, that’s that. I had multiple things from the past 12 hours to fantasize about, but I focused on when she was leaking at the store. I’d barely started when I felt her hand on my leg, then it slid up to the base of my penis, gripping it and fondling my balls. At least she was nice enough to assist, even if it was probably to hurry me up so she could sleep. What she said next surprised me. “So, are you thinking about earlier? You thinking about how bad I had to pee?” That caught me off guard - she never, EVER talks dirty. Like, ever. It had seriously been 4 or 5 years since she had even attempted, and it was so hilariously bad we both ended up laughing. “Of course,” I finally answered. “That’s what I thought”, she cooed. “You thinking about what it would have been like to watch me pee in the middle of that store?” Hell yes I am, I thought to myself. “You thinking about what it would have been like if I had to squat down in the middle of that aisle and pee right there in the middle of the store?” Oh yeah! “I bet you are… I bet you’re thinking about what it would have looked like if I had peed all in my pants while you watched.” Damn right, I was! I kept rubbing my cock, but she had stopped, so I took the lead. “So what was the worst that you had to pee today?” I asked “At the store, of course. I was leaking into my pants for like 5 minutes!” “Really?” “Definitely! Not the whole time, but I just couldn’t stop leaking until we stopped at the register. I can’t remember the last time I leaked like that!” And… mission accomplished! I had been getting aroused off an on for almost 18 hours at this point, and at long last I exploded! Before I even climaxed fully, I felt a drop of cum hit my shoulder, which is something that I basically never do. I had an explosive orgasm, and by the time I was done there was also a glob on her nose and it was oozing over both of our hands. It was an amazing cap to an truly memorable day, and the best part was that this wasn’t even the best part! We simply had a really awesome day together in between all of this, and reconnected like we haven’t in almost a year. I hope you all enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! This was one of the crazier days we've had, but I have a bunch of others from the 10 years we have been together that I am going to be putting together in posts like this. Unfortunately most of them don't have much beyond leaking, but at the rate things are going, hopefully I will have some new experiences like this to relay to you all! nappypants, SoakMe, wettingman and 8 others 8 1 2 Quote Link to comment
soo-pis-sed 646 Posted November 24, 2022 Share Posted November 24, 2022 Amazing story, thanks for sharing! It seems like your wife tends to hide her desperation when you're outside. Do you like it? Or would you prefer her to be more open about needing to pee? Quote Link to comment
Apan 570 Posted November 24, 2022 Share Posted November 24, 2022 20 hours ago, cwpee said: Thanks! There was another vendor with an original pressing of their first album, but it was in awful shape and he still wanted $40 for it. He also had a copy of Yellow Submarine that we were going to go back to get on the way out, but it had started raining by that point and we totally forgot about it. Ah, one of the great could-have-been albums. Pity you missed out on it. (I'm going to stop right here, as much as I'd like to ramble on about Beatles and Sabbath and other goodies, this is not the forum for it) Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted November 25, 2022 Author Share Posted November 25, 2022 18 hours ago, soo-pis-sed said: Amazing story, thanks for sharing! It seems like your wife tends to hide her desperation when you're outside. Do you like it? Or would you prefer her to be more open about needing to pee? She definitely does try to hide it! She used to hide it from me as well, although I think it was partly unintentional. She had gotten so used to hiding that she needed to pee from everyone that she would do it even when it was just me until she needed me to stop the car or something like that. Only within the past year has she openly told me she had to pee before she decided she had to go right then. Do I like it? It was a little annoying before because I would have to guess if she had to pee, but it was fun in a way to try to guess how full she was. Now, though, since she will commonly tell me that she has to pee its fun watching her trying to hold on discreetly. I do wish that she was a little more open about it, but then again that's what makes it so hot - I know that if I see her crossing her legs in public that she is REALLY desperate. DespAndHold 1 Quote Link to comment
holding-myself 355 Posted November 25, 2022 Share Posted November 25, 2022 @cwpee Thank you for sharing that amazing story. It's super hot. Quote Link to comment
soo-pis-sed 646 Posted November 25, 2022 Share Posted November 25, 2022 9 hours ago, cwpee said: She definitely does try to hide it! She used to hide it from me as well, although I think it was partly unintentional. She had gotten so used to hiding that she needed to pee from everyone that she would do it even when it was just me until she needed me to stop the car or something like that. Only within the past year has she openly told me she had to pee before she decided she had to go right then. Do I like it? It was a little annoying before because I would have to guess if she had to pee, but it was fun in a way to try to guess how full she was. Now, though, since she will commonly tell me that she has to pee its fun watching her trying to hold on discreetly. I do wish that she was a little more open about it, but then again that's what makes it so hot - I know that if I see her crossing her legs in public that she is REALLY desperate. I guess by now you're a sort of a detective when it comes to pee holding! Now that I think of it, it's somehow even more sexy to know the person's specific little features that give away their desperation than to be told about it directly. Quote Link to comment
wettingman 1,586 Posted November 25, 2022 Share Posted November 25, 2022 I love long stories of desperation and peeing, or in this case multiple times. The ending of when she peed on your dick during sex brought back fond memories of when my then GF did that a bit to me. She enjoyed sex on a full bladder. This time she was a bit too full. Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted November 26, 2022 Author Share Posted November 26, 2022 (edited) On 11/25/2022 at 1:09 PM, wettingman said: I love long stories of desperation and peeing, or in this case multiple times. The ending of when she peed on your dick during sex brought back fond memories of when my then GF did that a bit to me. She enjoyed sex on a full bladder. This time she was a bit too full. That's what was so interesting about this time - she's been a lot fuller, but she never leaked since we always did it doggy-style. In fact, we just sex about 2 hours ago, where she was definitely more full than last weekend, but she didn't leak at all. She's chilling out in front of the TV listening to music, so I've got some time to briefly write it up since I'm already here. We were out doing some late Black Friday shopping when we got hungry. We went to a Mexican restaurant that had $1 margaritas, then she decided we should do some shots of tequila when we got home, and we both made sure she was drinking plenty of water. She peed once, then I locked the bathroom door again so she wouldn't forgot to hold. After an hour, she told me she needed to pee. I wanted her to hold on longer, which she did, until finally she was dancing around constantly. By this point she was super horny (Tequila!) and wouldn't leave me alone (if the kids aren't home, I spend as much time as possible totally nude, and she wouldn't leave me alone). Eventually, she grabbed her pussy to hold back a leak, then told me she needed to fuck me immediately. I wasn't going to say no and took off her dress (the last thing she was wearing) and we went to the bed, where I already had the blanket laid out. We hadn't had time to really talk about the previous weekend and how I was totally OK with it, so she was still very worried about peeing on me. I was able find a way that didn't bother my knee, and, just like normal, there wasn't a drop that made it past the seal my dick created. She ran to the bathroom immediately and peed hard, and I have seen her run to the bathroom 2 more times. (She currently sitting on the floor crying at a Mazzie Star song. !@%#ing tequila). She did agree to hold one last time before we got to sleep, but we'll see how that goes.... Edited November 26, 2022 by cwpee (see edit history) moiamigo and amugeR 2 Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted November 26, 2022 Author Share Posted November 26, 2022 (edited) Well, there was no more holding (she pushed past me saying "go screw yourself, I'm using the other bathroom"). However, she made it up to me by waking me up with a blowjob before her morning pee (which is saying something). She actually ended up leaking a little before I finished! Edited November 26, 2022 by cwpee (see edit history) moiamigo 1 Quote Link to comment
KarenWets 809 Posted November 26, 2022 Share Posted November 26, 2022 How does your wife do that? For me, the pressure and movement associated with intercourse makes it so much harder to hold my bladder. When my bladder is full, sex definitely causes me to leak little drips (which can remain a little secret between the other wetness). And when things get a little wilder I may lose considerable amounts of pee. Now maybe this is my mommy bladder, but sex is not exactly a way to prevent leaks 🤭 moiamigo, cwpee and waterrat 3 Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted November 27, 2022 Author Share Posted November 27, 2022 3 hours ago, KarenWets said: How does your wife do that? For me, the pressure and movement associated with intercourse makes it so much harder to hold my bladder. When my bladder is full, sex definitely causes me to leak little drips (which can remain a little secret between the other wetness). And when things get a little wilder I may lose considerable amounts of pee. Now maybe this is my mommy bladder, but sex is not exactly a way to prevent leaks 🤭 She doesn't really have a choice - there are certain positions where I block the outlet when I'm inside. Otherwise, she definitely leaks! Before we got that waterproof blanket, we'd use towels. When we were first dating, there was a lot of sex, and there was a lot of leaking (especially since she would tackle me when she got home from work and was still desperate from the 45 minute drive home). We'd lay out towels, and sometimes it would saturate them, then we'd toss them in the dirty clothes pile. We both worked full time, so laundry didn't always get done immediately. Her kids were 3/4 at the time, and I remember one of them walking in and saying "Mommy, it smells like pee in here!" Needless to say we started doing better at keeping up with towels after that! The bed was so bad we just took it straight to the dumpster and bought a new bed when she moved in with me. moiamigo, KarenWets and nappypants 3 Quote Link to comment
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