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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 - 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.

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girl out there who would like to take a piss all over my face?

#7063 — Comments (2) — 8/27/2009 at 8:59 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (2)

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My name is Tia and I'm 18. So I have a crush on this dude Ryan and I finally asked him out on a date. He said yes and we were having it at a fancy little resterant. We get there and I just drank lots of liquds because I was so nervous. (I tend to drink a lot when I am.) So I'm sitting there squrming and thinking how good it would be to go pee. I'm in a black dress and he was just talking, I was trying to listen but it was very hard because of the presure building up in my bladder. The food came and of course, I ate like I was fine. And then it happend. After eatting all the food, (I forgot what it was, it was a while ago.) I had to poop. "You ok?" Ryan asked me. "Yeah." I tried to keep cool. Our date lasted an half-hour, and I somehow manged to make it out alive. "You need a ride home?" "No thanks." I speed walked down the block (I didn't live that far away) and fumbled to get my keys out my purse. In the process, I farted and of course peed a streem of pee out. I finally opended the door and sighed. I was a little too relaxed because, I had totaly pissed my panties and, I couldn't hold in my poo so, it fell right underneath me. "That's just nasty!" Ryan screamed leaving disgusted. Worst date ever...

#7062 — Comments (5) — 8/25/2009 at 6:00 PM — That's Juicy! (1) — That's Lame. (1)

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About 3 or 4 times a week I get so drunk I piss the bed after I pass out. I wonder if I have a problem?

#7061 — Comments (4) — 8/24/2009 at 9:42 AM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0)

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I was a service station attendant befor gas on the fly and convience stores. one perk for a 16 yr boy was a vent into the ladies RR from our bosses office and if you laid on the floor you were privy to look right up the wazoo of sitters on the stool. groups of three girls went in often together and adjusted things and talked Dirt on their dates ect so I learned a lot but the one thing I learned was= one used the sink =one used the trash can =and one the stool. this happened nearly every night I worked 4-12 we were the GIT A COKE place (take a leak) Bc our RR were so clean you could eat off the floor(not the sink)I made sure every day to stock the RR with the needed items in the 10cent Tampax/25 cent condom machines(with freebies on the top). plenty of soft tissue and a clean mirror. but after a while that got old even looking at one was boring. I never told a soul about it and hoped no one knew. Then one evening I stopped by for gas several years later home on leave/Navy and the girl I was with went to RR so I went inside and the kid grinned real big as he took my money so I ask him if I could go into the office and make a call local he said OK SAILOR but his heart stopped as I laid on the floor and peeked up into my Dates spread eagle and wached her put a TPX in. Needless to say I played it light and Gentelmanly the rest of the Eve.

#7060 — Comments (3) — 8/22/2009 at 11:56 PM — That's Juicy! (4) — That's Lame. (0)

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I was running late to a Speech I had to give one day. My Boyfriend was driving me there. I thought I had remembered everything, but among the rush there was one very important thing I forgot to do, use the Bathroom before I left. I didn't realize it until we were already more then halfway there and I suddenly had to grab myself right between the legs to prevent any squirts from coming out. One managed to escape anyway though, but luckily it was not large enough to leave any spots on my skirt. I knew I couldn't hold it for much longer though which was a big problem because there would be no time to use the bathroom when I got there. I finally got there and ran inside the building, hoping maybe I would get lucky enough to relieve myself real quick, but no such luck. I had to walk quickly to the Conference Room, trying desperately not to start Peeing myself along the way. I Accidently let a few Farts out, which almost caused me to lose control but I managed to hold on though.

So there I was standing at the podium, nervous as heck trying so hard to not let my desperate urgency get the best of me. Come hell or high water I was determined to keep my composure somehow. So I started my speech, knowing full well what was likely to happen at any given moment or with any sudden movement. But as hard as I fought to hold it back, it was just no use. I knew I was going to start Peeing my panties right in front of everyone. Then just moment's later right in the middle of some important topics I was covering, I FARTED with such force that I Instantly started flooding my panties uncontrollably. It was rushing out so fast it went shooting down my legs onto the floor.

I couldn't help it. I was so desperately in need of releif. So I stood there for what seemed like an eternity giving everyone in the room a free Peeing show. I was so mortified. My Face was as red as a tomato. Finally about 5 minutes later or so it came to a stop. Then men of course had to ask me, if I really needed to pee that badly in a joking way. As if I didn't feel Embarrassed enough. I politely answered I didn't have to use the bathroom because I was running behind. But I apologized for my unexpected interuption.

I get teased about it all the time now. I don't think I'll ever hear the end of this one. Not if my guy friends have any say in it.

#7059 — Comments (3) — 8/15/2009 at 3:12 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (2)

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- When I was about 16, my bed wetting problem was still an issue, but it had recently began clearing up better than it used to be; instead of wetting my bed every night I would only wet it 1-3 times a week - still not great, but it was an improvement. So anyways my hockey team was going on a weekend tournament in a town that was a seven hour drive away, so we rented a bus and the team drove for seven hours until we got to the hotel we were staying in all weekend. It had been a busy day, and we had to leave early in the morning since we had a game at 7:00 that night. So needless to say, what with driving with limited stops, practice time on the ice, the actual game itself, and going out for supper later, there was little or no time to use the bathroom in between. I had time to go to the bathroom before my game, but at supper I found myself drinking excessively, probably because I was so thirsty from the busy day we had, and I didn't have a chance to go to the bathroom before we had to go to bed (between the x-box I was addicted to that they had set up in the hotel living room, and the five other guys who were fighting over the bathroom in our room). Needless to say I wet my bed... a lot. Its not so hard to deal with when you're at home and the only person changing your sheets is your mom (in my case its my girlfriend's mom since I live with her family) but when you wake up to five of your hockey buddies laughing at your soaked bed sheets, it gets pretty embarrassing. They teased me so much after that, but its kinda my own fault, I could wear goodnites if I wanted, but I would rather wet my bed than wear anything that resembles a diaper. But anyways the rest of the weekend was nothing but teasing, but the guys got over it after a while and they seemed to be cool about it when it happened on the next tournament.

Also, one time during a hockey game when I was 14 I accidentally wet my pants right on the ice while playing a game, they had to stop the game and clean it up. It was mortifying.

Another time, quite recently, I was driving with my girlfriend, her mom, and her brother and sister, and we were going to visit their aunt who lived a few towns away and it took a few hours to drive there. Anyways, there was a hold up because of construction on this bridge and the traffic was so tight and there was no cups around, or nowhere you could get out and pee, I was getting really squirmy and the rushing river below us wasn't helping the sensation either. After waiting fifteen minutes to move a few meters further along the bridge, I just gave in and ended up just pissing my pants right in the middle seat of the mini-van. It was completely embarrassed, but when my girlfriend's younger brother (who is only 2 years younger than me) did the same thing about twenty minutes later I felt like less of a pansy.

Has anyone ever tried being part of a holding contest? Get a bunch of people to empty their bladder at relatively the same time, then get them to drink the same about of water or liquid in a certain time frame then see who can last the longest without pissing in their pants - the rules are you can't give in and go to the bathroom, the contest isn't over until someone pisses in their pants. It sounds kind of weird but when girls do it it's hot to watch their anticipation and you're guaranteed to see someone soak their jeans. I can become quite arousing if you're into that kinda thing...

#7058 — Comments (1) — 8/10/2009 at 8:54 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (2)

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Since about three years ago, I've lived with my best friend Chloe, who is now my girlfriend. Her mother took me in when I was 15 when my mother left home. Anyways, ever since I was a little boy, I've had this problem with wetting my bed. This wouldn't be such a big deal if I weren't eighteen years old and STILL with a minor case of bed wetting. On top of all of that, I have a really weak bladder and from time to time I tend to accidentally wet my pants...

Obviously, due to my living with her family for the past three years, Chloe has become totally aware of my bed wetting problem as well as the occasional wetting my pants (most of which she has been present for). She's always been kinda understanding about it all, even though I'm always really embarrassed and think its pathetic how an 18 year old still sometimes wets his pants.

Anyways... about a week ago, all of my embarrassment paid off when Chloe completely wet her pants as opposed to me.

-We were home alone watching movies, I noticed she had about four huge glasses of pop. She had mentioned a couple of times how she was soon going to pause the movie because she had to pee so badly. (I was becoming turned on by her squirming, and her holding herself). Anyways, a huge thunder and lightning storm was going on outside (she's terrified of thunder and lightning)and suddenly the power went out. It was like the perfect set up for her to wet her pants. Being as scared as she was, in the dark, with a thunder and lightning storm, and having just been half way through a scary movie, she climbed in my lap for comfort. She was so afraid i could feel her shaking.

Then.. I decided to do something that I probably shouldn't have done, but it was totally worth it; I waited for a moment when a huge, noisy flash of lightning lit up the sky, and when it did I grabbed her and screamed sorta loudly, causing her to jump and scream also. At this point I could actually feel the pee rushing from her, and down her legs, and even though it did end up going all over my lap, it was still totally arousing to see her tight, completely soaked jeans when the lights came back on.

She was really embarrassed about it and she started to cry. She was also really mad at me, but she forgave me, and I found it really cute how she was so embarrassed over something that was so hot. (Weird thing to get aroused over I know!)But after I explained that she had seen me wet my pants dozens of times, she shouldn't feel embarrassed over one time. She's forgiven me now =P .

#7057 — Comments (5) — 8/10/2009 at 8:15 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0)

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Today at work we got called in for a drug test, piss in the little bottle, and head back for work. I hate the tests, I've never used anything heavier than beer. Anyway after I pissed in the bottle and was handing it to the guy for labeling, I said you might want to smell that, he asked why, and I said well I squat to pee, he quickly glanced down at my crotch, then said, why, I told him that things arn't always like they look.

#7056 — Comments (3) — 8/8/2009 at 9:16 PM — That's Juicy! (2) — That's Lame. (2)

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I was at church with my family, and as we were standing in line to leave the chapel, I had to sneeze. At first I tried to catch myself, but then I finally couldn't hold it and sneezed. As soon as I did, not only did I sneeze, but I farted really loud and peed so hard it went right down my leg!

No one, including my kids or my husband, said a word! I just acted like nothing happened, though it was obvious I peed my pants! Believe me, I got in the car as fast as I could!

#7055 — Comments (1) — 8/7/2009 at 12:45 AM — That's Juicy! (2) — That's Lame. (0)

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I love when wife pees
I like to drink it

#7054 — Comments (2) — 8/6/2009 at 2:28 PM — That's Juicy! (2) — That's Lame. (1)

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