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Wet Stories
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.
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    Posted by Anonymous

    Hi, I'm PeeGirl66 and i LOVE pee!!!! I am not gay and i am a skinny white girl with dirty blonde hair. Give me some crazy ideas to do like where to pee and some things to try. Thanxs- Luv PeeGirl66

    #7435 — Comments (15) — Oct 10, 2006 at 5:00 PM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    any good male storys you wanna post about being desperate?
    and then bareily making it? im female by the way

    #7434 — Comments (6) — Oct 8, 2006 at 10:24 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
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    Posted by Anonymous

    Does anyone know any good movies with pee scenes in them? if so what are the names of them?

    #7433 — Comments (3) — Oct 5, 2006 at 3:48 PM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
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    Posted by Anonymous

    im male.
    a bunch of friends and I were driving from Florida to CT. i had to desperatly take a piss, but we were stuck in taffic. eventually i fell asleep, and woke up soaked.

    #7432 — Comments (5) — Oct 4, 2006 at 1:02 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
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    Posted by Anonymous

    here is question why is it that when a lady pees it sprays out most of the time and dont come out as a line . i have seen a lot where it sprays and some where it i line but most spray and i was wondering why this is. anyone know, any ladys know why?

    #7431 — Comments (6) — Sep 28, 2006 at 7:08 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    You out there still caitlin?

    #7429 — Comments (4) — Sep 25, 2006 at 3:39 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    any good male storys you wanna post about being desperate?
    and then bareily making it? im female by the way

    #7426 — Comments (14) — Sep 23, 2006 at 11:23 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    We should come up with some sort of a line that we can say that lets other pee lovers know that we too like pee.

    Like when a person says that they have to pee, a pee lover should say a common phrase that if the person needing to pee was also a pee lover they would that the other person really digs pee.

    WE should all try it.
    If you hear someone say that they have to pee you as a pee lover should say

    "thanks for sharing"

    Maybe this way wecan get to know other pee lovers.

    What do you people think?

    #7425 — Comments (3) — Sep 23, 2006 at 4:34 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    It was sometime in October of 2004 when I woke up in the morning feeling the need to pee. However, my mother told me that school started in 10 minutes. Checking out the clock, I realized that it was almost 8:50. I really slept in. I needed to use the washroom, but not desperately, so I chose to run downstairs, grab my stuff and ride to school on my bike. It was only a 5 minute ride.
    I arrived at math class just in time. My teacher told everyone to sit down and take out their homework. Crap! I had forgot my homework. The teacher told me that I would lose those marks for ever, and I shouldn't be so irresponsible. Anyways, half an hour into class while we're learning about algebra and stuff, I realized that my urge to relieve myself had grown twice as strong since this morning. But then I thought, half an hour, I can make it.
    15 minutes left to, I really needed to pee. I raised my hand and the teacher stopped mid-sentence, asking me "What do you need, Mr. Jameson?" I told him I needed to use the washroom, but to my horror, he replied, "Maybe if you had handed in your homework, I would have been more leniant. 13 minutes left until break. You can hold it." By now I was desperate. 13 minutes seemed like an eternity, and I was holding onto my crotch for dear life. 7 minutes left, and I knew that if I didn't go right now, I would have an accident. I asked the teacher again and he retorted with another denial. Tears started welling in the corners of my eyes. I was not about to have an accident in front of everybody, so I held everything back as much as I could for all it was worth. I checked the clock, and there was only a minute to go. Those last 60 or so seconds were hell. RING!!! "Class dismissed," said the math teacher. Everyone left as I slowly hobbled out of the classroom, one hand holding my binder, the other holding my crotch. When I came to the boys washroom, I almost lost everything right there. 'Out of Order.' There were two boys restrooms, and the other was in the next hall. But when I got halfway there, I felt this weird sensation in my groin, and my bladder contracted, releasing a spurt of hot urine into my white briefs. I was wearing beige khaki's at the time, and a white shirt. As I took another step, another spurt of urine shot into my underwear. I noticed two girls who were chatting by their locker look over at me. I looked down and noticed that a quarter sized wet spot had formed over the frontal region of my pants. I held my hand over it and tried to keep going, but I knew right there and then all hope was lost. My hand came to my eyes as I started to cry; more people stopped to stare at me. The dam had broken, as a surge of hot piss rushed into my tightey-whities. A dark stain grew over the front of my pants as I stood there, soiling myself. I cold hear whispers, giggles. The steaming urine was running down my leg, soaking my pants along the way. My underwear was drenched, so were my beige khakis. I could feel warmth seep into my socks and pour into my shoes. A puddle began to form on the floor, and the pee kept coming. Some jock yelled out, "Look at this loser pissing himself!!" It was still coming, I hoped for the end, to no avail. Finally, the last droplets of yellow liquid emptied themselves into my soaked pants. People giggled, some laughed and even pointed at me, and others just walked away. I had lost all of my dignity right there and then, as I trudged to the nurses office, crying. I told her, "I had an accident," and she sent me home in a pair of black sweatpants that were a size to big. I didn't have to let my mom know, but the next week, I had told her because it was the reason I wanted to switch schools. Everyone just kept making fun of me. So I switched schools, and everything worked out fine.

    #7423 — Comments (7) — Sep 18, 2006 at 4:41 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
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    Posted by Anonymous

    Did anyone see that HBO movie Walkout that came on HBO this past Saturday(3/18/06). It has Alexa Vega(from Spy Kids)and its about Mexican-Americans in California in 1968. Anyway there's a scene in the first four or five minutes of the movie where Alexa's character is trying to find a bathroom in the school for her friend who is very desperate. Something happened to the girl's bathroom where she couldn't use it so Alexa's friend is holding her stomach moaning and groaning and she is denied to use the teachers' bathroom. To make it short, Alexa's friend had to go behind the tree in the schoolyard while Alexa stood in front of the tree to lookout for anyone. At first I thought she had to pee but then it made me wonder if she had to poop because she was holding her stomach and it took her a long time to relieve herself. So long Alexa asked her "are you done yet?" The other girl smiled while still squatting. Its somewhat brief but an excellent female desperation scene.

    #7422 — Comments (3) — Sep 17, 2006 at 3:26 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
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