Wet Stories
For some reason unknown to the Webmaster or many other people in this wide, wonderful world, confessions, or stories, about pee - urine, piss, whatever - have become popular. This is the place for all such confessions and stories.

So if you have a pee fetish and want to air it out a little, then this is the place for you - these types of posts will not be allowed in another other place on the site.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I was at my friends house the other day after school and was washing my hands in their little sink on the island when her mom walked in and yelled at me for using that sink. She said it is for rinsing vegetables and foods in and now she has to clean it and I should no better. This upset me since she was really rude about it. Anyway today I was there and my friend left me to go pickup a movie. Since no one was home I had to pee so I decided to use the sink. It really works well as a potty it was a perfect fit for my bare ass to sit on. Afterwards i wiped with her dish towel hanging on counter. But I washed my hands in the main sink just like she asked!!

    #7163 — Comments (4) — Jul 4, 2005 at 7:55 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
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    Posted by Anonymous

    i accidently wet myself in the shopping mall cause i did ask the clerk to unlock the bathroom but he sed no so i sat on the couner facing it and peed on the counter #

    #7162 — Comments (3) — Jul 3, 2005 at 1:12 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    No, you can hold on. Cross your legs and squeeze your pussy lips together. You can keep it in.

    I want you to hold it. I know you'll start to really, really want to let go. But don't. Keep it all inside.

    It may start to ache, to even feel a little painful, but keep it in.

    Finally, you'll stand there, bending foward, unable to even stand up straight, wearing your extremely short skirt, your skin tight jeans, your shorts, whatever it turns you on to wear.

    Your bladder will feel like a rock in your abdomen. Every second will seem like ten minutes. But you'll hang on.

    I'm watching you, I'll know if you start to wet.

    God, your body looks sexy. From the corner of my eye I'm watching you sitting there. You're squirming, wiggling, clenching. It's white hot intensity like a hot coal. You need to pee and BAD.

    The car turns into the driveway. We're home. Finally. Your eyes cross from the anguish.

    We go inside, you're trying to make for the bathroom. But I'm pulling your arm, not letting you go there.

    We stagger into the bedroom, you groaning, moaning. You need to piss so bad you'll do anything to get to let it out; to let just a little out.

    I pull your clothes off. I undo the zipper, leave your panties still on, kiss your bare tummy, bulging just above the pelvic bone. You're moving involuntarily. Grinding. That pee is only about a milimeter away.

    I push you back on the bed. I'm spreading your legs, bending over you. I push my tongue between your pussy lips.

    It's incredibly intense, my mouth down there, your pussy about to explode, squeezing SOOOO hard because you know my
    mouth is down there.

    I reach up and begin gently but firmly pressing on your bladder. You moan. Loudly. I stroke your lower tummy again. It's like a branding iron. And you feel the first drops squeeze out. Moaning again. I press harder. You're moving, your pelvis bucking, clenching, and then more drops come out. You can feel them, even though you can't control them, you feel them. A sharp ectasy. No relief, just ectasy.

    Then I'm entering you. You think you can't stand any more fullness. But then I'm on you and in you. Something hard pressing your bladder from the inside, something also pressing on your tummy. With my dick in there you feel trapped for a second, anxious, but then you feel that the pressure is stronger. And then it starts to happen.

    I'm pulling out between strokes. Without the additional force closing off your pee hole you start to pee. You absolutely can't stop it, it's just coming. When I'm inside its blocked so it stops for a second. When I pull back and out, it's coming out.

    Heh. Yeah, that's about how it would happen. I love this stuff. It excites me so much, and I can't understand why, and then I CAN understand why. It seems so natural and so intense but unless you've been there you probably wouldn't understand.

    #7161 — Comments (2) — Jul 2, 2005 at 9:46 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
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    Posted by Anonymous

    i moved to a new school and i didnt know where anything was but i made friends with this really cute guy and he showed me around and we sat next to each other in every class.
    on my first day we went to our first lesson...well my first and second lessons are as one both maths and i forgot to pee before i came to school and i was starting to need to go.... well it was a term test to see how much we know.
    so i was sitting there doing my hardest to think and the pain gradually got worse, ive always had a problem asking to be excused in front of people, but i stuck my hand up and my teacher said "what is it" and i just said " could you come here a minuite " just by saying that got people looking at me and i was getting more and more scared he came over and i quitely wispered to him if i could be excused to go to the rest room he immedialt sadi no strait after i let out a loud wimpering cry and my mate karl started noticing me grabin my crotch and knew what was wrong.
    silent tears started rolling down my cheaks and i figiting so much nearly everyone was looking at me.
    i let out another loud wimper as i felt a little squirt into my underwear i was wearing blue thongs and a beige short skirt so it was hard to hide and and wet spot about the sixe of a quarter was visable in my crotch by this time i looked at the clock and it said 8:45 i had another hour to go i knew i couldent make it i stuck my hand up again and asked he still said no i ask about 3 other times thenhe shouted at me.... he made me get up and stand in the corner ....i got up and when and stoood in the corner and the pain was soo bad i keep moving from foot to foot and bending over and wimpering loudly i was to scared to ask again i turned round a bit and saw karl looking at me then i turned back round not more than 4 mins i feel to thefloor in complet pain with tears streaming down my checks as i started to wet my self i was soo ashamed karl took me outta the rooom and said it will be okay he called his mum at the school office and we both went to his house and we .....
    (to be continued)

    #7160 — Comments (3) — Jul 1, 2005 at 4:30 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    My bf tried for several months to get me to pee in front of him. I refused, but he played a trick on me that got what he wanted and introduced me to watersports. Now I'll share the secret with you.

    My bf asked a friend of his who is a doctor in a Mexican plastic surgery clinic for a drug called Numera. Numera is a diuretic that is very popular in Mexico with women looking to lose 5 to 10 lbs in order to fit into their tight dresses or skimpy bikinis.

    Anyway, my bf got a dose of Numera and he ground it up into a powder using a vitamin crusher. Then, he made a huge pitcher of iced tea which I crave all year round because I am from South Carolina. We like our tea really sweet and my bf used stevia (a sweetner 1000 times sweeter than sugar) to hide the taste of the numera. We sat on his porch and I drank the entire pitcher while he nursed some beers.

    Of course, I had to pee immediately, but I thought it was just the diuretic effect of the tea. I peed about 5 times in one hour when my bf said that it was time to leave for the club. We were due to meet friends at a new club. My bf's best friend's gf is an old friend of the owner and she could get us in. So we left.

    As soon as I got in the cab, I really needed to go. Powerful contractions of my bladder gripped me and I had to press my knees together. My bf teased me about the all the iced tea I drank.

    As soon as the cab stopped, I darted into an alley beside the club, but the first drops of pee came before I could yank down my thong panties. They were brand new from Victoria's Secret and completely soaked from my powerful stream. I was forced to abandon them and go bare assed under my miniskirt.

    My bf missed this because he was paying the cab. However, my bladder wouldn't be empty for long. After we entered the club, the owner sent a complimentary round of drinks. By now, I didn't want anymore liquids, but didn't want to appear ungracious.

    After I downed my drink, I tried to make my way to the bathroom. Needless to say there was a long line. I lost it right there. Hot piss scalding my legs to my bf's delight!

    #7159 — Comments (2) — Jun 30, 2005 at 5:43 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
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    Posted by Anonymous

    Ok I confess. Watching the desperate girls lined up waiting to pee at the porta potties (especially the ones in the tight jeans)was more exciting then the act on stage. Smartest one there though was my GF (has very tiny bladder)who wore a short skirt with nothing under so she simply slid forward on her chair and peed into the grass down below.

    #7158 — Comments (2) — Jun 30, 2005 at 2:01 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
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    Posted by Anonymous

    Ok I confess; I'm a male but would love to, for just even a few minutes, know what it would feel like to be a female in a desperate need to pee. Are there even any REAL females here? Maybe one could put that feeling into words.

    #7157 — Comments (6) — Jun 28, 2005 at 11:58 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
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    Posted by Anonymous

    My erotic fantasy is to have my temperature taken rectally and then have an "accident". I have tried to lure several people into this scenario with me, but no one seems interested. I also tried on the internet, but only got skeezy guys.

    #7156 — Comments (6) — Jun 28, 2005 at 4:10 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    When I was in college, I was hired as an intern at the City offices in the town where I went to school. Because it was a small college town, the streets were crowded and parking was scarce. So, I tended to walk most places, unless the weather was bad.

    Anyway, before I could begin my internship, I had to go for an orientation, which was basically to fill out some paperwork and take a drug test. The paperwork was no problem. The drug test was another story.

    As you probably know, a drug test is conducted by peeing in a cup. The man conducting the study said that he had to go into the restroom with me to make sure that I didn't cheat. The problem was, that I was unable to go with him in the room. I just told him that I didn't have to pee, thinking that I could take the test another time. He told me, that now that I knew I'd be taking a test, he couldn't leave my sight until I gave him a sample.

    So, he had me go back into the waiting room and he made me drink water until I had to pee. After 2 full 32-ounce cups of water, I still didn't have to pee. The entire time, he was telling me stories of other people with pee lock - including one lady that finally gave him a sample only to spill it over herself.

    Finally, I felt that I had to pee, so I went in and produced a sample. I wasn't able to get much out, but it was enough. Yay! I was finally free to go home.

    As usual, I had walked. So, I had about 15 blocks back to my apartment, which was about a 15-20 minute walk. Almost immediately I had to pee, but I figured that since it was only 20 minutes at the most I'd be ok.

    But, the more I walked, the more I had to pee. After a few blocks I was starting to get desperate, but all that was around were houses and apartment buildings. There was no where to go, unless I wanted to knock on the door of a stranger and ask to use the bathroom.

    By the time I was 5 blocks from home, I was so completely miserable that I was starting to sweat. Although I was wearing a pants-suit and heals, I decided to run. That was a terrible mistake. After only a few steps of running, I realized that I was squirting out pee with every step. I looked down and saw a small, yet visable wet spot around my crotch.

    I slowed myself down to a fast walk. I was clenching my bladder muscles together so tightly that I had a cramp in my stomach.

    With only 3 blocks to go, I almost lost it. I stopped right there on the sidewalk and bent over. I gave in and grabbed my crotch. I didn't care who saw me. It was either be seen holding myself like a 5 year old girl or wetting my pants. Either was embarassing.

    I quickly walked the next block and a half holding my crotch. People were staring. Guys were yelling at me from their cars as they passed by. But I didn't care at that point. I was too desperate.

    Finally my apartment was in view. I began sprinting, my hand still firmly in my crotch. I reached my apartment and ran up the stairs to my door. I had to let go of myself to dig in my bag for my keys. But, as I let go, my bladder did as well. I stood on my doorstep and peed my pants. My dryclean only pants.

    I peed for nearly 30 seconds. Although I was standing in the doorway, it was such sweet relief that I didn't care. I completely soaked my pants, shoes, and welcome mat. After I was done, I went inside, stripped down, and got into the shower where I realized I was strangly horny. I masturbated with the showerhead, and had the best come of my life.

    #7155 — Comments (1) — Jun 28, 2005 at 12:18 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
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    Posted by Anonymous

    I can stick the tip of my tongue in my husband's pee hole, but he can't seem to find mine even when I piss in front of him. Could mine really be so microscopically small that he can't see it? My clit is quit large is it possible that it covers my pee hole?

    #7154 — Comments (1) — Jun 27, 2005 at 8:33 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
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