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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 Female / 18

    I am a girl and I love to pee. I pee in my underwear, trash can, floor and sometimes wee wee pads. I fantasize on wetting my bed but I still live with my parents. I also want to wear diapers, but again I live with my parents. Anyways... hereâs my story of when I peed on the trash can.

    I waited until my mom went to the shower and then I closed my door and got my trash can, squatted and peed a little bit. I then controlled it and grabbed a cup and peed on the cup. I tasted the pee a little bit and then dumped it out. I love the way pee feels but not the way it tastes.


    Here âs the story of when I peed on a wee wee pad.
    I waited until my mom left to park her car and then I grabbed a wee wee pad, placed it on the floor and stood on top of it and peed. It felt so good and warm. I peed so much that the wee wee pad couldnât absorb all of it and it leaked to the floor. After I was done I laid down on the peed wee wee pad and fingered myself. After I was done fingering myself, I threw away the wee wee pad and used a swiffer to clean the floor. I then took a shower.

    Here& acirc;s the story of me peeing on the floor.
    I was texting my current boyfriend and I felt really horny and peed on the floor. But in 3 little spurts and then I emptied my blaster.

    Thatâs my stories/confessions of me peeing. I now fantasize of someone peeing on me, me peeing all over my future furniture, holding myself until I burst and a lot more.

    #45304 — Comments (1) — Jul 15, 2019 at 9:20 PM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This. ( * )
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    Straight Female / 54

    Wet is wonderful for me now, it took me until my 60th birthday celebration to make my husbands biggest desire become reality! We had taken a short city break trip to Rome and to celebrate my birthday would see all the delights that Rome had to offer, brilliant city and although we were both in our 60's, well me only just, we did a lot of walking and sight seeing. Lovely city and lovely people. On the 2nd night we were there, a bottle of Champagne was delivered to our room and left in a bucket of ice, compliments of the hotel management.

    When we arrived back at our room we were a little surprised to see it, however, we did not need any encouragement to drink it!

    My husband poured me a glass and he took a smaller one for himself. We sat on the hotel room balcony watching the world go by drinking the bubbly, I seemed to be getting a larger share of the bottle. All the bubbles made me feel like I needed to to go the loo.

    As I stood my husband preempted me and stopped me. He was smiling, must be something up? He looked at me and said "you know how I have always wanted a golden shower from you", well I had to agree as he had mentioned it enough over the years, but I had never wanted to treat my husband so badly as to relieve myself all over his face and body. Well he was persistent this time and the longer he held me, the more I wanted to just drop my knickers and pee. It was becoming pretty clear if he didn't let me go I was going to wet myself on the hotel room floor. I reluctantly relented and said "OK, just this once, you naughty boy". I have never seen him undress so quickly, he stood naked in front of me in about 45 seconds. I quickly removed my blouse, bra, 3 quarter length white cropped trousers and my almost soaked knickers, I too was naked, now the hard part! We laid several towels on the bed and he laid on top of them and motioned for me to stand or kneel over his face, I did as he wanted.

    I felt a little embarrassed, I was tipsy from the Champagne, but I knew what I was doing. I positioned my vagina directly over his face, too late for a change of heart husband as I released a golden shower from my pussy all over his face, he was desperately trying to get it in his mouth, I could hear him trying to swallow. It must have been the longest wee I have ever done, when I was finished I could feel his tonge on my vagina lips, licking the last drops from me.

    I got off the bed and surprised to see how little had made it onto the towels, my dearest hubby had drank most of it, I wanted to kiss him, but didn't under the circumstances. We both headed for the shower. It was a dream come true for my husband, but for me I put it down to the Champagne.

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  • — Wet Stories —
    Straight Female / 26

    Around 10 years ago, I learned the wonders of wetting the bed. Well, I say wonders when it was first an accident in progress as I slowly woke up. I realized what was going on, but I didn't want to stop. It was so warm, felt so good, and I was certainly feeling naughty. When I rolled over to my stomach, I felt the wet, warmth against my pussy. Never had I felt such a pleasure there before.

    Sure, I knew about masturbating, and did it from time to time. But I didn't think it could feel anywhere near as good as this. I continued pressing my pussy against the bed until I was humping it. In mere seconds, I was stuffing my head into my pillow to muffle the moans that escaped as my body shook in pure pleasure. Eventually, I tried to do it a second time, but the bed was getting cold. Despite how good this felt, I hated the mess I made.

    I'd let myself get the best of me, and just wet the bed more often for this pleasure. I was stupid and didn't realize how badly I was ruining the mattress, and my parents weren't all too keen learning about my "accidents." When they purchased a new mattress for me, I started protecting my bed. Even then, I didn't do it as much. The cleaning was a hassle, but sometimes the urge is just too strong.

    Currently, holding it in for tonight. I've gotten better at getting more orgasms, but I'm hoping for many more than usual. Just a mere fantasy to have endless orgasms, I know...sigh

    #45210 — Comments (1) — Jul 10, 2019 at 4:22 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
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    Straight Female / 36

    I work for a large insurance company and have a fairly responsible job in IT, I am the change manager and enjoy my job, some of the younger girls look up to me and some I am sure despise me, I am 36 and have kept myself in reasonable shape by being an active jogger, I have never found time for long term relationships as I was eager to progress my career. I head up a team of 10 and report directly to the Head of IT, I have no time for petty office politics either.

    Every year we have a corporation bash at an out of town hotel / conference center where the managers of all departments gather to hear the company report for the previous 12 months, in all around 200 all descend on this hotel which is block booked by the company, it's a chance to talk and network with old friends from the company.

    Anyway the last night of the bash we have a theme night and participation is mandatory, it's a lighthearted way to forget the facts and figures of the previous 2 days, this particular year someone decided to have a 1950's theme night, with a live band playing music from the era, personally I could not have thought of anything worse.

    Anyway I was stumped as to what to wear for a 1950's theme, so like all good girls I asked my Mum who would have been growing up into a woman during that era. So I called over and after a cup of tea I told mum of my predicament, I said I was obliged to take part, but did not have a clue as to what to take with me.

    After a few minutes, mum got up and beckoned my to follow her to her walk in wardrobe adjacent to her and dad's master bedroom, this was like the inner sanctum and all manner of dresses, shoes, jackets and coats coats were neatly hung or placed on racks. Mum started to select a few items, she had kept every piece of clothing she ever worn, bought, borrowed or was given as presents. She gave me the items and told me to try them on, so I took the items of clothing to the en suit bathroom and undressed down to my underwear, I tried on a dress with such a slim waist and large top half, I could not fit and it didn't look very appealing, as I was going to throw myself into the night I wanted to look glamorous and above all sexy. I walked out to mum and said it just didn't do anything for me. She looked and was gone for a few minutes, when she returned she handed me a bundle of items and said if you need a hand call me. I walked back the bathroom and looked at what she had given me. They were not outer wear clothes they were genuine 1950's lingerie. I stripped off my bra and panties, where to start, the dress required a super slim waist, so I called for mum to give me a hand, I was still naked when she entered the bathroom, "when did you start shaving down there?" was the first thing she said, always matter of fact was mum, I ignored her question and asked where do I start? Well she picked out, what she called a waspie with the longest suspenders I had ever seen, she fastened this around my waist and pulled it super tight, I felt it pull in my waist.

    She then selected a bra, which looked like it had to motorway cones instead of cups and I put it on, my breasts looked very impressive but conical, she then suggested I try the dress on, wow what a difference, it fit me like a glove, very slim tiny even waist and a very large bust, I had a look in the full length mirror and was delighted with the result. Mum then suggested I wear grey stockings, seamed of course and a pair of panties from that era, they were pink cotton with very strong elastic around the waist, they were not snug and when they were on, I could feel my bottom was free to giggle and move.

    So I was sorted, mum even supplied makeup from that era, very red lipstick, and said I should wear my hair up.

    I drove to the hotel on the morning the conference kicked off, parked my car and checked in, we all had single rooms except for a few of the juniors who had to share. The conference started with lots of boring speeches and an awful lot of facts and figures, the 2 days dragged and it was the same thing every night, married men, single men, married women and single women all trying to hit on someone who was in a slightly higher post than themselves. I enjoyed a bit of banter with the other IT guys and girls and spent my evenings propped up in the bar.

    The conference ended at 5 pm and we were all requested to be back in the ballroom for 9.15 sharp for the end of conference bash. So without further ado I made my way to my room and took a long hot bath, I made time to make sure I was clean shaven down below and relaxed with a glass of wine.

    After my bath, i climbed from the tub and wrapped a robe around my naked body, I dried off and took my 1950's attire from my case. Now how did this go I thought to myself? First the waspie and had problems pulling it tight, it was a two person operation, I slipped on the robe and went next door to one of the girls from IT, I explained my situation and she readily agreed to assist me. She was getting ready also, but was almost fully clothed, I opened my robe as modestly as possible and she pulled the waspie tight. I thanked her and left.

    Next item when I got back to my room, oh yes stockings attached to the suspenders, seams straight, then the bra I was starting to look like a pin up from the 1950's. I found the pink cotton panties and pulled them on, they felt different to my normal huggy one's as these allowed for my bottom to move and I could only imagine how my bottom would jiggle on the dance floor! Then the crowning glory the dress slipped on and I must admit I looked pretty hot, small waist, large bust, round voluptuous bottom. I fixed my hair and make up and was ready to make an entrance at 9.15 on the dot!

    The ballroom was almost full when I got there, some employees and managers had made more of an effort than others, however when I walked in, all eyes were transfixed on my bust! I was enjoying the moment and even some of the girls who probably despised me, were actually giving me compliments. The evening was a huge success, great music from the era, a free bar and a decent enough meal. I was up on the dance floor shaking my bottom in my pink cotton panties that only I knew I had on. At the end of the evening the band played a slow set. I was just about to head to the bar when one of the retired directors asked me to dance, well this chap was in his 70's and was dressed as a well a guy in his 70's. We danced and as it was a slow one he held me tight. We was making small talk about what department I worked in and stuff like that. As we danced I felt his hand drop to my bottom, I didn't mind, he then asked "are you wearing stockings?" I replied "Yes of course it's a 1950's night". He then said "can I see them?" well of course he could not see them on the dance floor, so I felt pretty safe as he was in his 70's and told him my room number and to call for a drink. I made my excuses to my colleagues and retired for the night, I was in my room and within 10 minutes I heard a knock, sure enough the old gent had called to my room.

    He apologized for asking to see my stockings, but he had watched me all night dancing and was enthralled with my jigglerly bottom! I laughed and offered him a drink. We chatted for a while and then I said it was getting late and if he was going to get a look at my stocking tops I had better show him soon. With that I stood and lifted the hem of my dress up over the tops of my stockings, he saw what he wanted to see, the smile on his face was priceless, he then asked "how are you keeping them up?" so I said, "no touching" and took the dress off. He looked and asked me to turn round in a circle, which I did.

    He looked at me and smiled and said "thank you, you have made me very happy." I don't know if it were the drink or the fact that I was sure this old gent was not going to try anything on, so what I did next was spur of the moment. I unhooked my stockings and pulled them off, I asked him to assist with the removal of the waspie and bra, his hands were trembling, soon I was standing in only my pink cotton knickers given to me by my mum. I asked him "would you like to touch my breasts?" He said nothing, but reached out and gently fondled and caressed my breasts. I was single and what harm if I was bringing some happiness to this old gent? He moved one hand down to my pink cotton pantie covered bum and fondled and kneaded it. Very slowly his hand moved into my panties, so this is why mum wears them? I said "you can take them off if you want to" which he nodded to and quite easily started to remove them until I was naked. I could hear his breathing getting deeper and I could feel his hand trembling.

    I asked him "are you happy now?" to which he replied "happier than I have been in a long time." I was feeling empowered I was single, naked and making an old gent very happy. I became bolder and asked if I could see his cock, he said " I am old and I have not had an erection in 7 years". I undid the buttons of his fly and put my hand into his underpants and fished out a limp 7 inch penis. I gently squeezed it. He was still caressing my breasts and bottom, he appeased to have no interest in my shaven pussy? I undressed the old gent, his body was in very good condition, still muscular and firm which surprised me. Once he was naked I laid him on the bed and took his flaccid penis in my mouth. I could feel it was having the desired effect and his penis was getting erect. I guided his erect penis into my wet pussy and mounted him and rode his cock slowly. He was busy with my boobs and bottom and I made sure to get as much depth as possible. By now I was getting very aroused and must admit that the old gent fucked me to a climax. I do not know whether or not he came as I was so wet.

    We kissed and I got off him, He said "can I have you pink cotton panties?" I said they were a present from my mother, not my usual knickers, but from now on they will be. I relented and gave them to him. I never asked his name, however a couple of weeks later I called to mum and she asked me with a little glint in her eye how the conference went, I said "it went well" to which she produced the little pink cotton panties I had given to the old gent? Apparently he knew mum in more ways than one and had returned the panties as he wanted to see her in them as well!

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  • — Wet Stories —
    Straight Male / 22

    "don't go anywhere near that house!" was what I was told, stay away from the people there; was the warning I was given when I moved into the room I was renting from an old couple. I just thought that meant they didn't get on with whoever lived there.

    So after a little while curiosity got the better of me, I started watching to see who lived there and after a short while I gathered it was two men; so what was so bad.

    I saw over the next few weeks that they seemed popular with the amount of visitors hey seemed to get in the evenings, mostly men and the odd woman who spend a few hours there.

    So I really wondered why it was so bad, what could they be doing to offend my landlords so bad?

    I started adding their house onto the route I jogged, random times of the morning and always in the late evening; passing by a couple of time during my circuit.

    One night I could hear the sounds of grunting and slapping, very guttural and not loud but carried in the quiet of the neighbourhood.

    It dawned on me that maybe they were a couple, like a gay real life couple; so maybe that's why the landlords were not happy, they had gays in the neighbourhood.

    What is so bad about that?

    Now fast forward a little bit, I had caught their notice; they sometimes were near the front and they waved as I jogged by.

    One day as they waved I slowed down and rested against their fence taking a breather; they came over and introduced themselves as Jeff and Gary.

    We talked a little bit, they commented on how dedicated I was to jogging; I said it's great for stamina.

    Over the next few weeks I stopped by and chatted to them, they seemed really cool and friendly.

    To appease the landlords, I did this when I knew they wouldnt be around.

    So one evening they invited me in for a beer, offering me a towel to wipe my sweat off.

    We sat around for over an hour laughing and chatting until I asked why my Landlords didnt like them and straight up they said they were gay and those landlords of mine were really closed minded.

    I said I was not bothered, they were great blokes and nice to chat too; both were very happy to hear that.

    So offering me a tour of the house, they showed me around; when we got to the door to the basement which they explained was their entertainment area and maybe I was not up for seeing that.

    I asked what so bad about that, they told me it was their play space and it clicked. "Oh"

    They were both cool if I wanted to skip but I was honestly intrigued.

    It was really tasteful, one area was a bar some couches and a music system; very chic and obviously not cheap.

    I asked what was behind the curtained area, they said that was the play space.

    I've seen porn, I've seen hard porn, bondage etc... but never had I been in a space that was equipped for it.

    I walked forward and they just stood and watched as I explored, they said what things were for; a swing, a bondage chair and what they called a sleep sack.

    there were various toys, restraints and other paraphenalia strewn about it was a very well equipped space.

    They told me that they hired it out to people, let friends use it and hosted the odd party.

    "You ever done any of this?" asked Jeff, I shook my head and said "No"

    "Wanna try?"

    I took a few breaths, did I want to try it? did they want sex with me? I was pretty much still a virgin, never gotten all the way with anyone.

    "Do you mean sex or just try the toys?"

    "Both, either. its up to you"

    "ok"

    "Ok? to what?"

    "Can I just see how we go? I'm not worried that your guys, I'm just not sure how far I want to go"

    "Unde rstood, how about you just try what you want?"

    "Can I try the swing, it looks the least scary piece of furniture"

    "Tell you what, let me and Gary take care of you and I'm sure you'll ebjoy it"

    So with a bit of nerves I followed them over and stripped like they said, "no one uses this fully clothed, well at least not in the clothes your wearing"

    So here i was naked, and being helped to sit in the sling; my body being adjusted to sit in the right place, hands being told to hold onto the grips.

    "It's comfy" I told them and they chuckled

    "so up for the restraints?"

    I jist nodded as they each took a set of leather cuffs and locked my arms in place, a handcuff manacle around my wrists locked them in place whilst they then lifted me legs into the holds, a belt across each thigh holding them in place.

    I was seroiously aroused and they commented on my rather large erection, the way they were teasing me was quite fun.

    I watched as they kissed, thier hands wandering down their bodies I watched engrossed in how great they looked as thir tops came off, quickly soon they were both naked and watching me watch them.

    Gary dropped to his knees and quickly took Jeff's stiff member into his eager mouth, with Jeffs hands taken a grasp of his head as he began to buck.

    "Gary's very good, he such a good cock whore" said Jeff, keeping his eyes on me as he fucked Gary's mouth.

    I was pulling on the restraints but I couldnt budge, I just sat there unable to do anything.

    "Do you want to play now?" asked Jeff,

    "Yes, fucking hell YES" I shouted

    "What do you want boy?"

    "Please, I want to cum so bad, help me please?"

    &q uot;Good Boy! Gary up now!"

    Gary quickly stopped what he was doing, "So Gary the new boy here wants to cum, what should we get in exchange?"

    Gary stood there pretending to mull it over, "I want his arse!"

    I shook my head, "OH, you dont want to cum then boy"

    I still wanted to cum so bad, but I was so unsure about them using my arse.

    "Too bad, how about me and Gary go to bed and you can let yourself out" said a smilng Jeff, pointing to my rather bound state.

    "Gary go get the sensory hood and the padlock!"

    I mentally shat myself seeing the rather severe looking device.

    "Now boy, we've watched you watch us for some time. You've teased us in those jogging shorts of yours, your swaet covered muscles and now you've used our gear!"

    I just watched as Gary started to unzip the hood and loosen the laces and straps.

    "So what do you want, to chicken out after coming this far; to regret what could have been so fun?"

    "The hood, Gary's got will make things seem more intense; no sight, no sound, no ability to talk. It will make you want for every touch, so do you want us to leave you to get yourself loose, or do you want to take this further?"

    Gary held the hood, the leather starting to be pulled down over my head

    "3,2,1!" I was still frozen as the hood was fully pulled into place, plunging me into darkness.

    I didnt argue...

    I then woke up from my fucking wet dream, trying to piece together all the thoughts in my head.


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    Straight Female / 22

    I need to wake up every morning at 5 to head for college.Today morning my alarm clock went dead and when i woke up it was 7.As i had a compulsory college session,i had to be on time.I just put on my clothes and rushed to catch a bus.
    I was dying to pee but i thiught i could control and reach college.
    Nd do u know what the worst thing was?the bus was crowded,i didnt get a seat and had to stand.As the bus took turns i felt my bladder exploding but i still controlled.
    But when the bus came over a speed breaker i was done.I could feel warm pee trickling down my pants.For few seconds i felt so relieved but the very next moment i realized i was standing in the bus and every single person was staring at my pussy and the shower that was still trickling down.People at the back of the bus started laughing.

    To double my embarrassment a women who was sitting with her baby right in front of me digged into her bag,took out a baby diaper and told me,"My baby doesn't need it,u need it."I was so ashamed that i got down from the bus at the veey next stop.But that was my greatest mistake as whoever saw me in the streets started laughing.One girl came to me and asked how old are u? I said 22.
    She said i wanna take a selfie with a 22 year old girl who pissed her pants.

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    Bi-Sexual Male / 48

    I would like a man orr woman
    to pee in my mouth.
    from a small distance.(I in bath).
    I do not want to get my bathroom floor wet.
    with the woman I got a stool I need to get
    a round hole cut into it.
    I would want it big enough to see part of the female
    vagina from below also big enough for a mans
    erect cock.
    just one way unless one orr both want me to pee on them.
    thank you.

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    Bi-Sexual Male / 36

    Back then in ancient times I used CL to find a party with whom we could get together and get some M4M time. It was all under cover, as I am married and have a family and all. It is just that for a very long time I have enjoyed being a man's bitch for the night.

    As it went I had this man that I hooked up with, we used code to signal each other and then agree on where to meet. The last few times we met on this service road of the utility company that was closed off to traffic. We got around the barrier with our 4X4 vehicles and spent some quality time together under the moonlight by the utility pond.

    But CL died and I lost track of him and I had a harder and harder time hooking up. I tried various means, including public bathrooms at the park and the stadium. But nothing like my friend. I need to be the bitch, and finding someone who can make me a bitch is hard.

    In any event, one night when my wife was gone for the weekend with a girl's trip I got bored and went out and took my Jeep and I gravitated back towards the utility road and went around the barrier and drove up to the pond. I was there for a couple of hours, I tried masturbating but it just wasn't in me that night, so I lay on my hood remembering the good times.

    A cop woke me up and we had a 'discussion'. He was a total asshole and he wanted to haul me in for trespassing. He had me leaning against my Jeep and he was pressing his point about me being there without permission and I said in as matter of fact way as I could, that I would suck him off, suck him until he was dry and swallow it all if he just forgot that he had seen me there.

    Prove it, that is what he wanted to so I got down on my knees and undid his belt and pants and started to suck his cock. He wasn't normal, he had a large cock, certainly larger than any cock I had sucked. I sucked him as hard as I could and I used my hand to jerk him off and it took quite a bit but he didn't cum. I told him to fuck me, fuck me dry, make it hurt. I got my pants down to my ankles and bent over 90 degrees and held onto the fender of the Jeep and he ran me through, tore me up literally and fucked me until he was dry. He left me there, swabbing my asshole with my hand. I drove home and took an ice cube in a handkerchief and held it up to my asshole, it helped and when I looked at the handkerchief it was covered in bright blood.

    From then on I carried lube with me and lubed myself up before going out to the pond. When he saw me drive around the barrier he followed me and I sucked him dry many nights and the nights he wouldn't cum he fucked me until he was dry. I was a dipshit bitch for him, he never asked my name and I never asked for his. I just kept going back to the utility pond and three or four times out of ten he was there and I got what was coming to me. Except lately I haven't seen him. I don't want to go back to looking for trouble in public bathrooms, mostly homeless guys at 2 a.m.

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    Bi-Sexual Female / 24

    My first time same sex experience. I got a job for a small company and the office manager asked me to work late. She promised to buy dinner if I helped her finish. After we left the office we stopped by a small Italian place and had a dinner and she invited me up to her apartment which was a couple of blocks away. The place was very much her place and she had a couple of 8X10s of herself, she asked for a moment and came out in a nightshirt and barefoot and said she just couldn't stand all that that stuff constraining her, holding up her boobs under her nightshirt.

    It gets long if I go step by step but she got on top of me on the couch and pried my legs open and got her mouth up into my panties biting while she worked on dragging my panties off. She said she was a bitch and she intended to get her girl, she wanted pussy and tits and ass and she wanted me. Every time I pushed her away she got stronger, grabbing at my panties with one hand and using the other to push my hands away. She got on top of me holding me down by the shoulders and said for me to give her tits. She sat up and took off her nightshirt and her tits were hanging in my face. I was too small to defend myself and she tore off my shirt and yelled at me to give her tits.

    When I got my bra off which was not easy because she was sitting on me she grabbed my tit and started to suck on it like a demon, letting go from time to time telling me I was her pussy that night. I started laughing and she kissed me and then went back to my panties and pulled them off from under my skirt and this time I opened my legs and let her eat me out. She twisted me around so I was with my back to the cushions and spread my legs wide apart and ate me from the floor. Every so often she would look up at me and tell me that I had a good pussy and she knew pussy and mine was good.

    She took me by the hand and said off to the bedroom girl, I am going to fuck you tonite. Her fingers fucked me and she stuck her thumb in my bottom and sucked on my clit and sent me into a crazy orgasm. We ended the night with me having to eat her pussy and nibble on her clit for her to orgasm too.

    She is a rather buxom woman, 44 years old, blonde and blue eyed from California. She is real nice but she likes sex play and she is 100% a pussy woman, she swears she has never let a dick near her. She laughs when she is kissing and she likes to get her hands all over you and kiss your tits and slurp on your pussy. She has large tits, that don't fit in my hands, she likes having them played with and having her nipples sucked. And she likes having her pussy eaten and her clit played with. She has toys, several toys, vibrators of various kinds and various size dildos and she uses them all.

    I have several torn blouses and have lost several pair of panties. She says she keeps them under her pillow to help her sleep, she calls it her aroma therapy. I really can't say that smelling dirty panties does anything for me, but I didn't think that smelling a pussy would either and it drives me nuts now. That and her tits, they drive me nuts, feed me her tits or her pussy and she makes me happy. It has been only two months she mounted me that night, but it feels like forever. She knows that when she was mounting me that night I had a couple of orgasms, she says she could tell when she was biting my panties off of me. She says she saw it in my eyes, seeing as she has had so much experience.

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  • — Wet Stories —
    Straight Female / 34

    I love fucking my husband but as of late when I masturbate I almost always think about touching and sucking another womans breasts. Nothing gets me off faster. Recently I would find myself staring at my friends chests and getting turned on.

    Last week I went out with a new friend. We got pretty drunk so I invited her to stay at my place, which is a short walk away. Hubby was passed out so we broke open some wine.

    I brought down some comfy clothes for us. She very nonchalantly took off her dress to put them on. Her naked tits set off that horny part in my brain. They were gorgeous. I followed her lead and for a moment we were both wearing only our undies. Well, sexy black g string in her case :). I had been topless with girlfriends when I was younger, but this was the first time since my lesbian fantasies started.

    I had just put our favorite song on. Tittie dance party! I gleefully exclaimed.

    We jumped around half naked like idiots. The song ended and the auto shuffle played a slow ballad next. I took her hand to jokingly slow dance. As we swayed her breasts pressed up against mine. Our giggles stopped and I think we both took comfort in the contact. It was very sensual. She put her head on my shoulder and I felt myself getting wet.

    I slid my hand onto her butt and she kissed me on the cheek! Oh my god I was so elated. I turned my head and planted a kiss on her lips. Adrenaline overtook me and we started furiously making out. She pushed me back on to the couch and climbed on top of me.

    I took the opportunity to put her tits on my face. Ugh this all I ever wanted. I rubbed them and sucked her nipples, it was fucking hot. I couldnât resist and starting touching myself. Since she was on top of me my knuckles hit her clit. She started grinding on my hand and wrist. I could feel her panties getting wet (I was soaked through by now).

    She rolled over to my side and slid her g string off. She grabbed my hand and put on her wet pussy and her hand down my underwear. I was never turned on by vagina but this was so naughty. I tasted my fingers and I liked it. I got up and buried my mouth into her pussy. It felt and tasted soo good.

    We probably traded orgasms for an hour before finally smoking some weed and going to sleep. She was gone when I woke up in the morning, which was a relief because without the alcohol I felt very embarrassed. I told my husband about it and he loved every second of it lol. She texted saying trying to explain herself but I told her I had fun.

    Anyway guess who I have plans with this weekend!!!!




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