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— Wet Stories —This is Curious! I been pissing my jeans like crazy here lately. I'm still in touch with the friend I told you about before. She even made a tape of herself being desperate and pissing her jeans and gave it to me. Seeing other women desperate turns me on as well. I pissed my pants earlier today. I had on my tight blue jeans and sat on the couch and held myself until my bladder was about to explode. Stood up, spreaded my legs and just let it cut loose. There's nothing like the feeling of hot piss jetting into your panties and tight denim pants and spreading across your crotch and ass. I kept the pants on for about an hour until they were almost dry before I showered. I'll chat with yall later,Bye! #7736 — Comments (0) — 11/23/2007 at 8:09 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0) -
— Wet Stories —Eric strode into the large, empty room with a look of apprehension, or perhaps disgust, on his face. "Ah, well, it's not really that bad," he reassured me. I emitted a forced giggle to avoid further discussion on the subject. The room I had spent the last 5 months in was in shambles after numerous parties and smoking circles had left the carpet marred with black burns and the window cracked in a spider-web pattern. My room was not very large-it consisted of a main living room occupied by myself and my one roommate who had left, a kitchenette, and a small bathroom-but it had sufficed for the duration of my studies that semester and now in this quiet state possessed the quality of an abandoned warehouse.
With a loud squeak of rusty springs I plopped down on my now-bare mattress and eyed Eric as he casually paced to the window and looked out at the creamy charcoal sky. Small drops of cool rain pattered against the window and glistened in the cracks of the glass. The sound of the rain both soothed me and agitated me as I had drank several glasses of water only a few hours earlier and hadn't had a chance to visit a restroom yet. I crossed my legs subtly but quickly as I felt a few warm dewy drops of liquid escape into my pink cotton thong.
I spent a moment eyeing him as he stood facing the window, pensively rubbing his hand in and out of his back pocket. It had been a long time since I had seen him, and I only felt myself more drawn to him after the long months of absence. He had finally come to visit me abroad only weeks before I was set to return to our home university. He was quite tall and relatively thin, but muscular, with longish curly brown hair and darting, intelligent green eyes.
An idea suddenly sprang to mind, and I discreetly wiggled out of my panties under my long, black skirt and discarded the behind the bed, out of Eric's sight. He turned around. "Hey, do you have a bathroom?" he said with an innocent smile.
"Yea, sure. It's in there," I replied with a coy grin, "But you can't use it." Secretly, I let a few more drops of warm liquid escape out of me and run down my bare legs.
His eyes met mine with a fierce look of excitement. "What? What are you talking about? I'll be out in a second." And he started toward the open bathroom door.
I jumped off the bed and darted to door, closing it before he reached me. I braced my body in the doorframe to stop him from entering. I could see from the sudden panic that twitched across his face that he was feeling a bit desperate. My own bladder weighed heavily in my pelvis.
He forced a bit of nervous laughter, and then stopped as he realized that I was serious. "Alright, so where should I go then?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Anywhere else."
He looked at me in confusion.
"You can go out the window, on the chair, the floor, the bed, the desk... or on me. Anywhere." I stated, resolute. "But first," I added, "you have to fuck me."
He smiled wide as I took his hand and led him to the window. I pulled him behind me as I bent over the windowsill, my face resting against an area of uncracked, cold glass. Flushed, he struggled with his zipper as I pulled up the back of my skirt to reveal long smooth thighs and a hot, swollen cunt dripping with anticipation. I felt his hard warm cock knock against my lower cheeks as he let his pants drop to the floor. He began to rub himself all over my spread pussy lips, and butterflies danced in my stomach as I recognized the feel of a few warm drops of sticky pre-cum flowing from the tip of his engorged manhood and smearing all over my pussy and inner thighs. My bud throbbed with surges of tickling heat as the apex of his sex pushed longingly at the entrance of my slippery, aching pussy. Then slowly he entered me. My lower body pulsed with pleasure and surges of slight pain when his swollen member pushed up against my full bladder. I felt the slick pleasure of his head as it rubbed against the small ridges and inconsistencies inside me. He began to pump faster and my nipples went hard as my body tensed and blushed its way to orgasm.
Meanwhile, his hands groped and caressed my body as his fingers found their way to my swollen bud. He quickly put his fingers in his mouth to taste my slick, warm juice and when they returned to my deep pink nub they were both warm and slick with his saliva. He licked and nipped at my ears as he worked his throbbing staff in and out of me, bringing us both dangerously close to orgasm. My body quivered with pleasure and my vagina pulsed with contractions as he brought me to sexual release.
I pulled him out of me and spun around to my knees, enveloping his cock with my mouth before he had time to protest. I swallowed him hungrily and with zest, using my hands to gently massage his tight balls and pump his slick cock. I alternated sucking and licking his cock and balls and he let out low moans and squeezed his eyes shut as an orgasm began to rock his body. His cock twitched powerfully as several large squirts of salty-sweet cum filled my mouth. I swallowed it with pleasure and my pussy started to quiver again with waves of heat and excitement as I visualized his pleasure. I rushed my hand to my aching hole as I felt a sudden rush of pee attempt to escape my soft, wet lips.
I stood up to face him. He smiled gratefully and with a sweet touch of adoration, and then glanced quickly away with a slight grimace, obviously now very aware of his need to release his pee. "Ok, so now I really need to pee," he stammered, heading toward the bathroom.
"No!" I cried. He paused and looked at me. Then I smiled seductively and pulled off my shirt and bra in one swipe and dropped my skirt to the floor, stepping out of it toward him as the cool air embraced my naked body and tickled my nipples to attention. I walked to him and pulled his shirt off over his head. I stepped behind him and let my full body graze his back side while I took hold of his semi-firm cock with one hand. My bladder bulged against his firm behind; suddenly I caught my breath and squeezed my thighs together as another wave of pee pushed out of my and ran down my legs, leaving a small collection of dark drops on the carpet. I could tell that I wouldn't last much longer.
Leading Eric with my body, I pushed him near the window and opened it a bit. "OK, here. You can pee out the window," I whispered in his ear. He relaxed his body a bit, and slowly a small stream of light yellow liquid began to leave the cock that had just fucked me so thoroughly. I stood behind him and directed the stream out the small opening in the window, then directing it up to splash against the glass that was already dripping with rain on the outside. Warm pee was splashing all over the windowsill now as his stream strengthened. I rotated around to face him, and he the flow stopped as he started in surprise. I caught his eyes for a moment and stared with a look of pure lust; he looked deep into me and appeared to regain focus. With an audible hiss his flow gushed out suddenly and I felt his hot pee rush against my thigh and splash all over my legs and my already-dripping pussy. I took control of his flow again and directed it up my thigh and straight against my protruding nub. Waves of intense pleasure flowed over me as I gave in to a powerful orgasm and released another bit of hot piss that mingled with his, dripping down my drenched legs onto the sopping wet carpet.
I released his cock and his remaining piss pattered against the floor in random directions as I aggressively pushed him to the floor.
I straddled him naked on the floor, my hands on his wrists restraining his arms at his sides with all my weight. Adjusting my body to aim my wide-open cunt directly over his growing member, I struggled to hold in my piss as my bladder shuddered with contractions. I relinquished control for a brief second, and a torrential gush of hot liquid exploded out of my aching pussy. Relief flooded over my body and was replaced with shudders of excitement at the sight of his stiff cock rising against the heavy stream I let flow over him. I let go of his wrists stood up a bit with my legs still spread to either side of him. My piss drummed on his stomach and splashed wildly all over his body and the floor, puddling beneath him. He began to rub his hands over his body, enjoying the warm shower I was giving him.
I lay down next to him, still peeing a bit, and pulled him on top of me. He scooted down and gave my drenched vagina a long, slow licking, then began to gently fuck me. A few minutes later we both erupted in a shared orgasm and his hot cum filled my sensitive, satisfied cavity. He pulled out and lay on top of me a bit longer, our sticky white mess of cum flowing quietly out of me and collecting on the floor between our legs. I think we dozed off a bit before waking and pulling ourselves up to shower off together. #7737 — Comments (0) — 11/24/2007 at 11:10 AM — That's Juicy! (2) — That's Lame. (0) -
— Wet Stories —i was reading stories on here for a bit, and i got the urge that i really wanted to pee in my pants. but my families all home so i decided to leave the house and make it more interesting. i drank a lot of water on purpose. a little later when it hit me and i had to pee really bad i went for a drive. i ended up pulling into a park. but there turned out to be a lot of people there. and i didnt really want to pee in front of them. so i decided to pee in my car. i put a towel under my butt and peed. omg best feeling in the world. then i got to sit in it all the way back to my house. and then i changed into shorts before re-entering. i am deff doing that again!!! #7738 — Comments (1) — 11/25/2007 at 1:52 AM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0)
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— Wet Stories —omg ok so i was in 6th grade now im 19 and i had to pee really bad on a bus ride. Of course my crush was sitting next to me so i didnt say anything and as soon as we started a real conversation i let it out. My pee went everywhere and i was WET. Of course i didnt have a change of clothes so i was WET all day and didnt change until i got home. He never talked to me again until now. Now we are dating and he laughs at me alot! #7739 — Comments (1) — 11/25/2007 at 5:19 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0)
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— Wet Stories —has anyone been at a concert where a member of the band you were seeing had to leave to go to the bathroom during their set? what happened, like did they say anything about it or did they just walk off and come back a minute later but it was obvious what they were doing anyway, and how did the other members of the band and the audience react.
also is there anyone here who plays in a band and has a personal experience like that? that would be really embarrassing. #7740 — Comments (8) — 12/2/2007 at 1:13 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0) -
— Wet Stories —This story is totally true.
I had to pee SO BAD. I had invited my dates, 2 twin girls, to come to my place after we went for some pizza at Joe's. We were all on the stairs when they asked, "Can you pee on us?" So I said, "sure, babes." So then? I brought out my willy, and prepared to pee on the babes. It came out. But it was only a squirt! How embarrassing! One squirt of pee that shot straight at the girls. I let it go again, and it kept squirting until I spread my legs farther and let it come. PLEASE POST SOME OF YOUR SQUIRTING STORIES! #7741 — Comments (3) — 12/2/2007 at 5:35 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (1) -
— Wet Stories —One of the most embarassing moments of my life had to do with peeing. I was 18 and in high school and I was a cheerleader. One day, I had to pee really bad in last period. I'd had to pee since lunch at 11.45, but due to a cheerleader's meeting before practise after school, I didn't have a chance, and in the break before last period, I was cramming for a test in last period. I was writing the test with my bladder bursting at about 3.00, my legs crossed tightly, shifting around in my chair. Our teacher was strict, but I began to feel that I was urgent enough that I would need to ask to leave the room - the period went till 3.40 and I wasn't up for another 40 minutes of squirming and bladder pressure. As I raised my hand, the intercom came on and there was an announcement that the water was going to be turned off in 15 minutes and would be off all evening, so teachers should excuse any students who would need to use the restroom or get a drink before going home.
The teacher saw my hand up and asked what I wanted, and I asked if I could use the restroom. A couple of other people, including my good friend Karen, made the same request. Our teacher said "NO! You are writing a test! You will stay where you are!"
I timidly told her that I really, really had to go, and she said it was too bad.
So I held on for the rest of the test by scissoring and crossing my legs and rocking and bouncing in my seat. I didn't care who saw - they'd all heard me say I had to go.
The problem was that Karen and I had cheerleading after school for an hour and a half, so we still had to hold it. Karen said she was desperate too. We had 20 minutes to change in the locker rooms before practise, right by toilets we couldn't even use. Karen and I squirmed and wiggled as we put on our uniforms.
Practise wasn't as bad as we thought it would be. It was active, and all the bending and jumping served as a great pee dance, and the fast pace distracted us somewhat from our need. When I felt the twinge of my pee trying to escape, I did a leap or a kick or a lunge and forced it back. While our coach talked to us at the end, I sat in the splits on the hard gym floor rocking slightly and then switched to sitting on my heel.
I don't know why I just didn't do what I'd done when this had happened in school the last time. I snuck to the restroom and peed in the toilet without flushing, and the water wasn't clear, so I wasn't the only one. I think the peer pressure of having a friend who also had to go made us both feel that it would be too gross with the water off and we should hold it.
Finally, we were done and changing back to street clothes. I was straddling the bench and rocking and Karen was pacing back and forth breathing hard. We had to take the bus home together and we went to our lockers to get our books. As we stood there, Karen said "Oh GOD Diva, I'm desperate!" "So am I," I moaned. I should have peed at 11.45. It was 5.30. My abdomen felt heavy and sore. Suddenly, Karen started holding her crotch and jumping up and down chanting "I have to go pee, I have to go pee." I pushed my fingers into my aching pee hole and jumped from side to side singing "So do I, so do I, I'm gonna piss my pants" while shaking my pompoms. Suddenly, we heard a voice behind us. It was the football coach. He said "Is that a new cheer, ladies?" We immediately stopped and couldn't even look him in the eyes with embarassment, and ran outside to get our bus, giggling with embarassment. Karen said she'd slightly wet her pants with shock when she saw him and I noticed mine were also somewhat wet. We waited for the bus dancing, pacing, rocking on the bus bench. On the bus, we decided to both get off at Karen's apartment as it was closer. We both held ourselves for the whole ride and didn't care who saw us. I was so desperate I felt like crying. We ran from the bus stop to her house holding ourselves. In the elevator, Karen suddenly started to squirm so hard, she looked like she was convulsing. Then I heard a heavy stream of pee hitting the floor of the elevator and Karen turned red. "It's OK," I said. "You're not going to laugh at me?" she said. "no, why?" I said. "it's not your fault, you've been holding it forever." No-one got in the elevator as Karen peed. She still wasn't done and her pee dripped on the carpet as we raced down the hall to the apartment. No-one was home. Seeing Karen pee herself made it harder for me to hold on and I contemplated joining her, but I managed to make it by pushing my fingers over my pee hole as hard as I could, and when I finally had a very relieved long hiss in the toilet, Karen was in the bathroom with me, cleaning up. After, we sat on her bed and told each other desperation and wetting stories, and I promised not to tell anyone about Karen's accident. #7742 — Comments (4) — 9/30/2004 at 8:24 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0) -
— Wet Stories —Hey I am thinkin of holding it how much shall I drink? #7743 — Comments (2) — 12/6/2007 at 12:01 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0)
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— Wet Stories —omg I have to pee so frinkin bad!!!!! I dont want to wet my pants #7744 — Comments (0) — 12/6/2007 at 3:38 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (1)
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— Wet Stories —8:30 AM:
I have to pee. Ah, what the heck. I figure I'll wait an hour. By the way, this story is 100% true.
9:30 AM:
It's getting a little harder to control my pee. I am holding my penis tight.
10:30 AM:
Ahhhhh! GOTTA PEE! YA YA YA!!!!!
11:30 AM:
Blocking pee hole. YAAAAAA!
12:30 AM:
Taking out penis. YA!!! I won't pee! I can hold it!
1:30:
YAYAYAYAYAYAYAAYA!!! !!!!!! Trying not to pee!
2:30:
Pullin g out penis. Spreading my legs. Holding penis with both hands. Letting pee come out of pee hole.
PLEASE POST STORIES OF PLAYING HOLD IT! ALSO, PLEASE POST STORIES OF PEE-LOCK! #7745 — Comments (2) — 12/6/2007 at 5:37 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0)
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