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For some reason unknown to the Webmaster or many other people in this wide, wonderful world, confessions, or stories, about pee - poo, urine, golden showers, squirting, water sports, and other wet fetishes - have become popular. This is the place to "shower us" with such confessions and wet stories.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Straight Male / 31

    Slut. My slut...My hand crushes her neck as I pull her towards me. She tries to protest, but I muffle her words with a kiss.She struggles. My hands still choke her.

    She gives in. I know she would - she is a cold dominator in the eyes of the world. Yet hidden deep down is a wanton submissive fucktoy.

    We kiss with savage passion. My left hand takes grasp of her dark patchy hair and pulls it to the point of tearing. My tongue shoots into her mouth. She bites with zeal. Right hand darts down her body. I pinch her lower D sized boob through the clothes and slide my hand underneath the button of her loose jeans, underneath her panties. To her unshaven expecting c**t.

    I crush her clitoris between two fingers. She moans surprised into my mouth. Her hands, frozen angrily on her flanks, begin slapping my shoulders. Awkward position, but no one wants to back out.

    After a while her body goes limp. Weight falls on my fingers. I realize that they are the only thing that keeps her from crashing down. Her pelvis rock back and forth. I can feel the sweet moisture flowing from her c**t on the tips of my fingers. She is screwing herself on my fingers. My cock has never been this hard. Fuck her. I push her and she crashes on the bed, panting with desire. Her legs are spread lusciously. A small wet spot is forming at the bottom of her jeans.

    What are you waiting for?

    I remove my T-shirt and jump on her. Touching her boobs is the best thing ever. I pull her black bra up and sink my teeth into them. She moans half-surprised, half-ecstatic. I bite again. Harder. I pull wildly her pink nipples. Her small hand has crawled back to her clitoris. She is shivering with an orgasm.

    I kiss her like this is the last thing I will do. She bites my lower lip. I feel my cock pulsing. I want to violate her, to hurt her, to make her my slave. She wants it. We are two sick animals, who have forgotten everything human. The only thing that matters is our savage passion. Her hands shove me with unnatural strength.

    I slap her hard. There is defiance in her eyes. I clutch the waistline of her jeans and pull down savagely. Pussy is dripping wet, legs spread wide. My hands lock around her neck again. Her tiny fingers try to unclench my hold. She exhales in shock. "Who is your master?"

    Fuck you. I pull her left nipples to the tearing point. Then I shove four fingers in her waiting hot box. She cries like a wounded animal. The tight walls crush my fingers. She is waiting like a doll with its strings cut.

    She is my whore. Only mine!!!

    #24387 — Comments (0) — Jul 25, 2015 at 4:07 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Straight Male / 32

    My sister came to the place I was staying I was sitting on a picnic table getting a good buzz on we hung out for a long ass time but the whole time she acted like something was on her mind I finally asked her how come she actually came over and hung out for once and what was on her mind she asked me if I remembered a party at her and her husbands house

    I told her yes because I got cock blocked that night by this girl I was interested in her friend cock blocked us all night then they left I got wasted and passed out on there couch in there day room but basically they same old stuff I ask her why she asked first she called the girl I was with that night a slut and didn't understand why I would go for a slutty older woman I told her I'm human I'm horny I'd been single an entire year I have to just say this was the first conversation I'd ever had with my sister

    After she went off about the older cougar and her friend and me liking them she asked why I didn't like more classy women I told her I didn't know just leave it alone my sister took a shot she got more relaxed and told me she saw me on the couch passed out that night and she couldn't stop thinking about it I instantly said what the hell are you talking about what did I do in my sleep she said nothing and got really shy she said I had a hard on I was passed out laying on my back on the couch my hard cock was pushing out of the top of my pants she said she couldn't believe that I had such a huge cock it went way pass my belly button and it was so thick she said as she said that I got the destinct impression she played with my cock but I didn't say anything she went on to say that our mom had said to her and my other sister that out of all four of us boys I was the biggest she said my mom said it was the size of two horse cocks put together my mom had a bad habit of walking in on me masturbating when I was younger

    My sister said she never imagined that I was as big as I am and admitted to jerking me off a little bit while I slept and said it was the best feeling she ever felt having her little brothers enormous cock in her hands she hinted around that she wanted to have sex or fool around several times I wanted to but I dodge her it was a tense situation I always wanted her but I don't know why I didn't act we changed the subject when her husband called checking to see if she was sober enough to drive home or not she was drunk so he came and picked her up she was mad at me I could tell three days later she told me that if I ever wanted to finish our conversation or act on it just to call her

    This happened years ago I've had a couple close calls or chances with her but as soon as we try to start talking or get something going we get interupted just recently I told her I was all in she says she is to but through this whole indever I've found out that my mom wants me as well I had a sexual relationship with my oldest sister on and off in high school she was my cum whore I wonder if my mom and other sister know and that's what brought all this on it awkward being around my mom because she always makes a big dick comment when I'm around or does things like not wear a bra with a see through shirt on she knows I get hard for that type of stuff because my girlfriend used to tell her everything so in conclusion it might be wrong but I'm going all in and that's why I'm here to confess I'm making my mom and my sisters my personal secret whores to enjoy life's to short to worry or feel guilt so I'm doing this and yes the women in my family are hot

    #24328 — Comments (3) — Jul 19, 2015 at 3:50 AM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Straight Female / 18


    I was on an Amtrak train, heading into Vancouver. I'm 18 years old, and rather pretty. I'm skinny, an I have large breasts. My eyes are green and wide, and my hair is blonde and usually in a messy bun.

    A nice sexy gentlemen, 19 years old, was right next to me. I was on the inside, so it was awkward to climb over him. We were in a 4 seated area, but it was just the two of us.

    He had offered me a lemonade, so I gladly accepted. We talked and talked for around 30 minutes, and I quickly finished off around 2 liters of lemonade since it was so hot.

    Lets call him Derek- he suddenly stared grinning. I looked at him confused, and I realized he was staring at my vaginal area.

    "I put something in your drink," he exclaimed as he grinned, pulling his armrest down. "In a moment you'll have to pee very very badly!"

    I was in disbelief, but I was proved wrong as suddenly the urge to piss was strong. I gasped as I pushed my hands tightly between my legs. I stared at him madly.

    "Let me go!" I believe I had exclaimed. He ignored me as he started to get out another bottle of his lemonade, gulping it down. Te train stopped, and he quickly got off. He dragged me with him, picking me up and dragging me.

    He took me to his hotel, where he stripped me and himself. He sinisterly locked the bathroom door, and I noticed be grabbed his penis slightly. I was dying, I felt my bladder contracting as I squeezed my lips shut.

    He smiled evilly at me. He started to wall over to me, and shoved neon the couch. He got on top of me, pinning me down. He grabbed around 4 of the lemonades, (each about 2 liters) and started to shove them inside me. Natural instinct told me to swallow.

    After consuming 10 liters of that formula, I was extremely desperate. My bladder made me seem 6 months pregnant.

    I hissed as suddenly my bladder seemed to tear. Piss shot out if me and in to him.

    #24275 — Comments (2) — Jul 3, 2015 at 1:50 AM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Straight Female / 23

    Recently I went out with a few of my friends, about 4 of them, and went to a hotel next to a beach for a few nights. We were all very close, we had been friends since pre-school. Enough about it though, to the story!

    So we had a smallish hotel room, two bedrooms, and a kitchen/living room. We had a few drinks, and we also were drinking lots of water. Soon enough we were all drunk, and we stayed up until around 1. I vaguely remember this- but I have it etched faintly in my head. I needed the loo quite badly, but we were all tired.

    I lied in bed, for some reason we all wanted the same bedroom. Clarissa and I called the bed while Ashley, Rachael and Anna were on the floor. I tucked into the sheets, cuddling up against a pillow. It took me a while to fall asleep, my bladder felt quite stretched.

    I woke up in the morning, bout 7 o'clock. My eyes were blurry, so I reached up a hand to rub the sleep from my pupils. I couldn't lift my hand, and I realized with confusion that I was tied up to the bed, hands and legs spread apart.

    That was when my friends popped out and surprised me, and my sleep deprived brain sent a warning my bladder was full and I needed to lol extremely.

    "Why am I tied up?" I had asked Clarrisa, who had a few bottles of water next to her. I believe what she did next was smile, or maybe it was a frown. 1 day after, I can't really remember too much.

    "We decided to have a little fun," is what Ashley butted in. I then realized I was completely naked, and right in front of a window.

    My appearance is alright; I have fairly large breasts and a tight stomach, my hips are wide and my legs are slim. I struggled, my lips closed tight in an attempt to hold back the waves of urine inside my poor bladder.

    Anna had grabbed a water bottle with a smirk plastered on her face. I squirmed a little bit as I felt the urine pushing on my crotch. A large spasm made me thrash a little, I was in extreme pain.

    She poured the liquid into my mouth and I tried to spit, but natural reflexes made me swallow. I was forced to chug the whole thing, so of course tears streamed down my eyes.

    Nothing seems to push my poor bladder as much as iced tea. And of course my closest friends knew that. What did Anna have in her hands next? Iced tea.

    She poured it into my mouth, and the tears strolled down quicker. I was in extreme pain as an orgasm feared me and my bladder, I could feel my lips quivering.

    I groaned in pain, but I couldn't believe my eyes when they started untying me. I quickly ran toward the hotel room loo, discovering it was locked. I collapsed to the floor as I started to sob.

    With an evil grin, Clarissa grabbed all my clothes and handed them toward me. "You'll have to go all the way down to the lobby bathrooms!"

    I hissed as i put on my clothes quickly, my underwear surpassingly dry. I shuffled my legs and opened the door. I shoved my hands in between my legs, bending over as I shuffled into the elevator. It too about forty seconds, then I hurriedly mumbled into the lobby. My legs were twisted right, and I saw stares coming from the whole lobby.

    One little girl passed by me and laughed. I ignored her, not knowing what she was all about. I could barely hold my bladder as I realized the loos were across the lobby. I groaned as I shuffled across the room, earning surprised looks. I saw my boyfriend, Alex, come up to me. He had a beer in his hand, and he picked me up.

    I sighed In relief as be brought me into the loo, but I darkened as he didn't take me in a stall. He locked the door and undressed me, careful around my legs. Once I was exposed I crossed my legs again, but he spread them apart. He dropped half the can into my mouth, forcing me to chug the whole bottle. My full stomach was pressing into my bladder, even worse Alex started to feel my rock hard bulge.

    He started lining his fingers across my area, I almost let out a spurt. I gritted my teeth as he did that, and I started crying softly.

    He started to push on my bladder, weakening my muscles. I slapped him, but he kept on. I started o wail now, and my bladder started to quiver. He starts to then open my legs again, then suddenly he pinched my lips closed. Strongly.

    I felt my muses relax, then suddenly he let go and urine sprayed everywhere. I peed for about 3 minutes in a heavy stream, and I sobbed with humility.

    I have yet to get revenge. I will post another as I get revenge on all of them!

    #24240 — Comments (0) — Jun 30, 2015 at 1:11 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 53

    a few years ago I was so curious about k9 sex, I had a male wrotwhiler, he weighed about 150 lbls and loved to fuck our dalmation. One day he came and started sniffing my dick while i was masturbating, when i came he licked my dick clean.He loved the stuff. so everytime i jacked off he would take it in his mouth deep to get it all wet and then lick until i came. Later i was on my knees looking under the bed, I had just gotten out of the shower and I was still damp. While I was looking under the bed my wrotwhiler came up behind me and started to mount me. Well I was alone and I have had anal sex with a man before. So I let the wrotwhiler mount me,as he entered my ass it felt really great. I pushed back toward him and then it happened, his knot when in, so there I was knoted by my wrowhiler. It felt so good that i cam just by him being in me. i could feel him move back and forth lightly when he finally pulled out of me my ass was full of his cum, he started licking my ass and all the cum that would come out. I was hooked, He would knot me every chance he got. My wife at the time was curious about him also, he would lick her breast when she laid down in the bed and she make him stop, I told her let him do it and see what happens, she got so hot she squirted with out touching her. later i was licking her pussy and he came in the room and started sniffing, so i convinced her to let him smell her pussy, he started licking her and she squirted, she was a squirter, i loved to get my mouth full.well so did he, the more she squirted the more he licked, a few weeks later i convinced her to let him try to mount her, so after some time of letting her know i was ok with it and it intreaged both of us. She let him mount and he knotted her. We were in the 69 position when he pulled out and all his cum ran out on my face and in my mouth, oh that was so hot and she squirted many times while he was in her and after wards while he was licking her and my face was right there catching all of it and seeing it all. Never have I been so turned on in my life. We would do the wrotwhiler on a regular basis. we even let him sleep on the bed. some times i would wake up to him humping on me or her, so I would let him do it. Almost everytime i would give him head during these times. His cock tasted so good and felt so good in my mouth. My wife would get so turned on that she would orgasm just watching. She would not give him head but she loved to get knotted, and so did I.

    #24141 — Comments (0) — Jun 18, 2015 at 5:49 AM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This. ( * )
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    Straight Female / 29

    I have always been a person with a low tolerance for being controlled. I hate being in situations like heavy traffic, or elevators. I like controlling my space.

    Along the way I have had several boyfriends but never anything serious. The minute they get controlling I am out of there.

    I dated this guy, and he was less controlling and I ended up with him taking my virginity. I was too old to still be a virgin, and the only reason I let him was because I was too old. I told him to not hug me or grab me, I hate that, to just fuck me but stay off of me. But he didn't, he grabbed me and held me down and fucked me. I tried as hard as I could to break his old but I couldn't. He ended up fucking me his way and taking my virginity against my will.

    After he got off I cussed him out and got my clothes and walked out. I was so mad and disgusted, I hated that he had fucked me.

    He came over to my place and told me that he was sorry I was pissed, but fucking was fucking and I had asked him to fuck me so he did and that I had better get used to it. But I couldn't, I hated it, and he insisted on controlling me and holding me down to fuck me. We fought and one day he got real pissed at me and turned me over, he picked me up off the bed and turned me over face down and pushed my face into the bed. He used his dick and forcing my legs apart with his knees he put his dick in me and he fucked on my stomach, and when he was fucking hard he pulled out of my hole and pushed his dick in my ass. I bucked him off, but he was already mad and shoved me back down and fucked my ass anyway.

    That is when I told him to get out, I didn't want to get fucked any more.

    Several weeks went by and I went to his place, I needed a fucking and I showed him my pussy and asked for peace. He had his dog there, he is a big german shepherd. He told me that he wasn't going to put up with my shit and as punishment for shutting him off he was going to let his dog fuck me, that way I learned who was the bitch.

    I said ok, you do that, have your dog fuck me, but get it over with. The fucking took place on the kitchen floor, he put me on two towels on all fours and got the dog on my back. As soon as that dog had his chest on me and his forelegs locked around my waist he started to look for my hole. My boyfriend had to help him and once he had my hole he fucked me hard. My boyfriend was supposed to keep him from getting his knot in me, but he didn't and in my first fucking like that I ended up knotted to the dog.

    I had to lay ass to ass to the dog on my side for over twenty minutes until he released me and all his stuff pored out of my hole. I thought my pussy was going to hurt but it didn't, after he took his dick out of me all I felt was his stuff come out of me.

    After that incident, which is the only time I let that dog on me, I accepted that I was my boyfriend's bitch. I quite complaining. When that dog had me I was trapped and I was his bitch. I learned that, if your born with a pussy you are the bitch.

    I still don't like being in tight places, but now when my boyfriend gets a hold of me, I let him go on with his stuff until he is done. He is the dick and I am the bitch. Took that dog to teach me, but my boyfriend thinks he is the one that taught me.

    #24049 — Comments (3) — Jun 10, 2015 at 7:33 PM — That's Juicy! (11) Remove This.
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    Straight Male / 51

    I was waiting for the bus today and in front of me this girl of around 15-16 was in front of me. She kept fidgeting and kept looking at the time impatiently. After a while I heard her mutter "Oh ooh" under her breath and I realised she needed the toilet badly. I smelt a fart or I thought it was a fart but when the girl bent her knees slightly I realised what was going on. She turned bright red, clearly embarrassed as the back of her jeans expanded and the smell of her poo got much stronger. A wet patch formed between her legs and it spread out across her bum before dripping to the pathway. She kept going for ages so I guess she must have been holding it for a long time. When the bus turned up it was almost empty with just 3 people on it. I took my seat but the girl chose to stand for obvious reasons.

    #24001 — Comments (0) — Jun 6, 2015 at 11:44 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This. ( * )
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    Straight Female / 29

    Well, this is how it all started.

    I was 26, never pretty, a little plump which I have been since I was a child, and I went on a 60 mile charity bike ride with a friend from work.

    The next day I wore a skirt to work, not something I normally wore, and walked a little slow because my butt and legs hurt so much. I was in the office kitchen and my boss came in and asked me how the bike ride went, and I told him including about how my butt and legs hurt. He told me that what I needed was a butt massage.

    I didn't even answer, I mean this 50 year old man telling me to get a butt massage, but I should have answered because the next thing I knew he took me by the hand and told me to lean on the counter and he started to rub my butt with his hands. I turned, but he pushed me back and told me not to be stupid, that it was going to make me feel better, and he leaned in on me and really started to massage my butt. His hands were strong, real strong, and he rubbed me and massaged me, and it felt so good.

    Next thing he pulled my skirt up, and put his hands on my butt under my skirt and I could feel his breath on my back. His hand worked me slowly, and I could feel his thumbs getting closer and closer to my crotch, spreading my cheeks open, and he whispered in my ear that he was going to do something that was going to feel real real good, he was going to relieve the tension in my legs, and he pressed his thumbs in between my legs and massaged my tendons, at that point I could tell I was so wet, and then quietly he changed the position of his hands and I felt his four fingers start to massage my lady lips, front to back, pressured but not hard, he kept whispering to be brave, that every girl needed to know why God had given her lady parts, that they were for the pleasure of man, and if they gave man pleasure then He rewarded her with pleasure.

    I had an orgasm, it shook me, I had tears in my eyes, his breath on me was strong and his hand wouldn't quit, he would whisper to me to be a woman, that a woman's place was to please a man, that the more I pleased him the more I would be pleased. I really really thought that he was going to finish with me, I couldn't tell if we had been there five minutes or an hour, he kept asking me if I wanted to please him, and all I could say was yes.

    It stopped, he lowered my skirt and he leaned his fully body weight against me and told me that he wanted every ounce of woman in me. He turned me around, still pressing me against the counter, telling me that he was looking forward to being pleased. Inside of me, I felt like I had another orgasm, I wanted another orgasm.

    That is how it started, how I began to work to please him, and in return to be pleased. When he did take it all the way, when he massaged me and then used his penis on me, I was gone, there would be no return for me. I started to live for him and I live for him every day. I please him, whatever he wants, and in return I get pleasures that no one has ever told me about. I love being massaged, and at times when I am cooking dinner for him, or cleaning up the kitchen, he will massage me like he did that day in the kitchen at work, the only difference is that when I can no longer wait, I feel his penis against me and he enters me over and over again until I just have these training orgasms, one after another. He finishes and pats my butt and tells me how he likes what I have and it pleases him.

    #23927 — Comments (0) — May 31, 2015 at 11:05 AM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove This.
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    Straight Female / 22

    Back in the early days of masturbation and orgasm, I was faced with a difficult problem. I love masturbating, but the orgasms were too intense for me. To the point where I lost control of my bladder. My carelessness had soaked the bed. A combination of pleasure and embarrassment. I tried again with a full bladder in the tub, and the orgasm was even more intense. My bladder was nearly empty before I could regain control.

    Unfortunately, that sense of fun didn't last long, and I haven't been able to let loose like that since. Still, I wish I could lose that sense of control again. No matter how much I try, I can never replicate it.

    Kind of embarrassing, I guess. More so that I keep trying it. I originally thought this is what female ejaculation was, but it couldn't be. I was peeing for far too long for it to be considered that. I don't know. Maybe I'm wrong or right. I just like the idea of losing control of myself during an orgasm.

    #23896 — Comments (1) — May 28, 2015 at 10:54 AM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
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    Straight Female / 40

    I've been so freaking horny all day, and all night, and I keep cuming. I've had to change my panties earlier because I got cum all over them. My husband isn't aware that I am going to suck his cock tonight, but I can't wait to feel him push my head down until he hits the back of my throat. I just want to kneel next to him and keep my pussy wet for him. Sigh...if he were only aware how willing I am to be his sub.

    #23860 — Comments (2) — May 24, 2015 at 6:13 PM — That's Juicy! (9) Remove This.
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