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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 / 48

    My wife of 4 years, is ten years younger than I. Though not perfect, I love her full figure and sassy attitude. Lately, I've begun to act out on an outrageously sexy act with her. She suffers from a medical issue that requires her take valium. I have begun to experiment with adding other sleep aids and have found that if I grind up 2 ****** in her tea at night, she quickly passes out once in bed. Last night I violated her. She was passed out on her side, her thin and worn underwear her only attire. As I looked at her knowing what I was about to go, my cock grew to its fullest and thickest. I quickly undressed and laid behind her. Spooning her tight with my cock pushing into the fabric of her underwear covering the crack of her fleshy ass. Our body heat quickly made it sweaty where we touched and I slowly forced myself to relax. Then it happened. A tiny squirt of pee. Quickly absorbed by the thin week fabric of her cheap underwear. Emboldened by her lack of response, I fought through the excitement and released a small stream onto her panty covered ass. I could feel the wet heat trickle between our thighs. With no noticeable reaction I pushed my swollen manhood a bit further down to the entrance of her panty covered pussy, and again relaxing let a good stream of piss loose to soak her pussy in my salty urine. Driven by desire, I pulled her wet panties to the side exposing her sloppy c*** . I pushed into my wife with my 8 inch piss covered cock. Slowly and deeply penetrating her I soon climaxed deep within her hot pissy walls. I have made love to my wife many hundreds of times yet this was new territory. With my c** full in her I relaxed, pushing my pelvis tight to her ass and relaxed. And I felt the most amazing feeling I've ever had. I filled my wifes worn out c** soaked pussy with hot piss. It took me by surprise when I could feel my piss pumping out from her well used pussy. A pool of hot urine collected at our joined hips. Soon, too soon I was empty. But the idea that my wife what is now full of my piss kept my cock hard and fully inside of her. Knowing how effective the concoction I have made worked, tonight I'm going to piss on her head and soak her hair and face with my smelly salty nasty piss that I've been holding in since this morning.

    #19993 — Comments (0) — Apr 18, 2014 at 4:21 PM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Straight Female / 38

    Ever since I can remember I became turned on when I became desperate to pee. I would be playing or in school or out shopping and would wait until the absolute last moment and run for the potty letting out squirts and wetting my panties a little get into the potty and furiously masturbate and cum a few times as I sat there. All in great fun and excitement and enjoyed alone until my HS senior prom. I wore a very tight fitting electric blue full length gown and danced with my bf for hours and drank plenty of soda and building my sexual excitement of looking very hot in my dress and makeup and sexy up do and fantasizing about rubbing and fingering myself to numerous orgasms in a one of the many single yet beautiful roman style ladies rooms. As the moment approached my bladder strained and my clit ached. I felt my first little squirt wet my panties and I left for the potty. I got on the glass elevator to go to the 2nd floor where the restrooms are and the elevator got stuck. Within a few minutes things got real desperate and I began to panick as more n more eyes became fixed on me in the elevator. A couple more small squirts soaked my panties but I saved up all night and knew it was gonna be like Niagra Falls when I would explode. A few moments later in front of a couple hundred classmates and tears streaming down my face my bladder gave way and gushed out with lots of pressure. I made it worse by grabbing my pussy making my pee shoot all over and quickly changing my silk electric blue gown to a royal blue piss soaked gown. Some watched in horror but most everyone pointed and laughed as I peed myself. I turned away and faced the door for two reasons shame and an urgent need to stop the severe aching in my clitty. I orgasmed numerous times before being rescued. When the banquet manager opened the door he had a nasty smile on his face. He said I could wait back in the office area and I did. Two other men were back there also. When the manager came back he apologized for the elevator miscue. He then leaned in close and thanked me for the show he and the other men watched me masturbate via the elevator camera. I looked at all of them and each were rock hard. He wrapped a blanket around me and helped me to my car. Next morning I washed and returned the blanket and he showed me the video. I was grateful no one else knew and offered him a blowjob. He accepted. I still do the pee thing all the time with and without my husband.

    #19984 — Comments (0) — Apr 18, 2014 at 8:28 AM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Straight Female / 27

    In all my many wonderful sexual encounters, only a few it was left in a puddle of my juices. That was until I became pregnant with twins...
    I was insatiable, left to pleasure myself while he was away at work. My orgasms, more electrifying than ever, were something I found myself in need of multiple times a day. I'd walk to the room to put away laundry, and from my bedside drawer I hear my vibrator calling my name. Then one late night, after many orgasms from his mouth, hands, and delicious hard cock, he has me laid out with my legs spread open. He puts his leg over one of mine and with one strong arm he has my arms secured above my head. He is not done with me yet. He is playing in my warm, wet folds, where my clit is still pulsating. I feel my heart beating faster, I feel my pleasure growing. It's too much, too intense. I try and release myself from his overpowering grip, but he tightens his grip. His fingers move faster and stronger. His mouth is biting my nipple, I'm now breathing hard, and biting his shoulder. My hands grabbing for whatever they can, his back. I'm about to explode, it feels so good it hurts. I explode,my nails drag across his back. My free leg wraps around him. As he vigorously rubs my clit, I keep cumming. I feel warm liquid pouring out of me, squirting his arm, and our legs. He is loving it. I am lost in orgasm. He keeps going, and the warm juices continue to run. Slowly the trickling stops. I collapse completely to the bed. I begin to regain the ability to use my brain. I feel the pool I am lying in, and am surrounded by. It is me. It is him, what he does to me. Our bed is soaked.

    Since this night, almost every orgasm (even self induced) end with a puddle. And I mean puddle. Imagine the sound of someone peeing on tile, now imagine that pee being replaced with hot, orgasmic juices. Shooting out of my pussy as I cum.

    #19981 — Comments (0) — Apr 18, 2014 at 4:31 AM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Straight Male / 40

    When I was 17, my girlfriend and I took a moonlit walk on the beach. No biggee, since at the time we both lived nearby and it was just something we did to talk, hold hands, kiss... the things that all couples do. On the way back to the car, however, she told me that she had to pee. I reminded her that we were, after all, about 15 to 20 minutes away from the nearest restroom. I was informed that there was no way she was going to make it that far, so she told me to turn around so she could have some privacy. I did, and I heard the zipper to her jeans buzz. In the next second my ears picked up the unmistakable hissing of a full bladder being relieved into the sand. She must have been holding it for a while because the duration was beginning to match one of my beer pisses. Then curiosity got the better of me and I turned around.

    There, with the moonlight beaming behind her, was the love of my life... squatting and finishing what must have been a deliciously relieving pee. I turned back around quickly, but not before that sight was burned into my mind forever. There was no denying it. That was one of the most taboo visions ever to my young Catholic mind. And yet it was as beautiful as it was erotic. And most assuredly, it was a one-way ticket to Hell.

    Fast forward (with no further adventures in the realm of water play) to a couple of years ago. I met a woman in Atlanta who was intelligent, open-minded, sexy as hell, and very adventurous between the sheets. One night as we're indulging in some sex play, she whispers for me to tell her my deepest, darkest desire. Now I'd been tripped up by that one before. They think that your version of dark is something similar to theirs. But when you actually trust them enough to open up and let that little bad boy out of Pandora's box, they run screaming out the front door. So I gave her one of the mild fantasies that pretty much everyone has had at some time or another. She laughed.

    "I know you better than that. You can be one serious twist-tie. So just whisper into my ear what you have never told anyone else you'd like to do, and we'll do it." So I took a chance.

    To my utter amazement, she did not run screaming into the night. She didn't even scream at all. Hell, she didn't even say, "Eww." She just looked me right in the eyes and said, "I've never tried that. But I'm up to giving it a shot. If either one of us doesn't like it, however, it's coming off the menu. Is that a deal??" I hugged her tightly, kissed her deeply, and agreed.

    I didn't push for a date or time for the forbidden act to take place. In fact, I didn't even specify how it should be approached. It was my fantasy, but she would have to be comfortable enough with it to even possibly enjoy it. So we kept seeing each other - making love hotly, as we always had - and I tried not to act like a little boy the week before Christmas. Finally my approach paid off.

    One night, after making love intensely, she invited me into the shower with her. It wasn't unusual. We often showered off before one or the other of us went to our own abode. But this night she surprised me. As we were facing each other, she using the washcloth to remove the scent of sex from my lips and chin, she parted her legs and moved one on either side of my thigh. This was different. Maybe she needed to get a better look. But then I felt something hot and wet that was NOT shower water flowing down my leg. My eyes locked onto hers. She was smiling. And peeing. I was as hard as a diamond in less time than it took her stream to end. And I fucked her tight, pissy pussy without ever leaving the shower.

    We talked about our shared experience a couple of times over the next couple of weeks, but nothing else happened until one night when I was over at her place for the entire evening.

    We were in one of our favorite positions, 69, with her on top. I love to make her cum like that. Taste her wetness while she shakes like a leaf in a hurricane. But this time she had another surprise for me. Just as she was coming down from her orgasm, she began tricking her hot essence into my mouth. A bit surprised, I let her know just how much it made me crazy by drinking every drop of her nectar - and triggering yet another big O.

    We're not together any longer, but we are still friends. And recently she let me know she was getting married. While I was wishing her luck and congratulating her I couldn't help but think how lucky her new hubby was going to be - if he wasn't already. Women like that come along only once or twice in a lifetime - if you're lucky.

    I'm still waiting for the second one. And you can bet I won't be so stupid as to let her go like I did the first.

    #19927 — Comments (0) — Apr 16, 2014 at 3:16 AM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 29

    First some back ground, I was in junior high the first time I got naked with someone. It was another girl, and she started it. She got naked and took my hand and put it on her boob and then had me kiss her nipple. She made me suck her nipple. It was the first time I felt that feeling down between my legs. I started sucking on her nipple and she started to masturbate herself. She took my hand and put it in between her legs and told me to finger her. She showed me how to find her hole and how to finger her while I sucked her nipple. Then she told me it was her turn, and she helped me undress and she sucked my nipples and fingers me. Later she grabbed me and hugged me real hard and made out with me. That day I went from total innocence to total lesbian. I got tongue in my mouth and I got tongue in my snatch. I put my tongue in her mouth and I put my tongue in her snatch.

    From that day for a long long time we had sex regularly. She was definitely the butch which was ok with me, I was definitely her girlfriend. Then on our senior trip, we got drunk and one of the guys fucked me on a dare. I was known for my preference, so a bet had made as to who would fuck me. To my surprise I liked it. I liked it from the minute he took ahold of me and tore my pants off. When he split my legs open and told me he was going to ram his dick in me, I just held my breath. His dick looked enormous to me, he to on top of me and used his hand to find my hole and started to shove it in. Then he kissed me and rammed his tongue in my mouth at the same time he rammed his dick in me. He had me right then. It was over, I surrendered completely to him and he fucked me.

    I told my girlfriend about it, about how much I liked getting fucked and told her she should try it. That it wasn't fair, that sure we had something that was the best, especially the friendship but that she should try getting fucked. At my insistence we talked one of the boys to fuck her. He came over to my house and I helped my girlfriend get naked and stayed with her while he got on her to fuck her. She did not want to be alone. Well it was a flop, I mean it did not turn her on at all. Certainly he did not fuck her with the same enthusiasm that I got, but really I think she just did not like having a dick in her.

    But me, I love getting fucked. I love a surprise fuck, when I am not expecting it. I love getting fucked and I love sucking dick. I also love my girlfriend. For me getting fucked is pure sex, nothing more. Making out and hanging out is for my girlfriend, and telling her I love her. I have tried getting fucked while I go down on her, but she doesn't like watching a guy fuck me. So we don't do that. She knows I like the sex, as long as I love her.

    #19863 — Comments (4) — Apr 13, 2014 at 11:04 AM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Straight Female / 45

    my fetish is abandoned big houses and gothic mansions at the greater end of my real dreams. but as a child i lived on a big old flower farm and where the large old house had been burned down there were things like old bed frames and amazingly they still were intact and pushed to another end of the house that was not as destroyed so there was a room that had walls and even a roof part for some shelter for someone desperate. I knew there was a couple who were getting around using the place for sex and it was a real mission on dusk to spy those two hot lovers under the overgrown bushes and trees. I used to get so excited watching and listening to them have sex and it was such a turn on. the bed was old so it creaked and squeaked and sprung joyfully with them on an old mattress and the roof leaked and you see evidence of occasional past squatters and over night loiterers with cigarette buts pressed out with shoes in the corner. I always thought "what a strange place to come and have outrageous sex????" then I knew they were doing this even more often when i seen a few cooking tins and cases as shelves, it was obvious these two lovers were coming here more and more to have unbridled sexual relations. It has always stuck in my head the sort of thing I want to do. They seemed incestuous, secretive and sly but oh so sexy in what they were doing. This is how life was in the 1970s on large old farms that your nearest neighbor was more then a dozen street blocks away by todays standards. I became so turned on by abandoned places and wanting sex in them and wanting to write lusty tales about them ever since, it seems the ideal place for abandoned re-straight and abandonment of social reins. so now my dream is a gothic candle and grim stone in sections of an old gothic mansion, and appreciating incestuous secret lovers and brother in-law adultery in family mansions of the elite even old palaces that have been part war ruined must have some lusty secrets like this.

    looking forward to any stories at all on the topic. it always makes me wet.

    #19803 — Comments (0) — Apr 10, 2014 at 7:45 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Straight Male / 38

    Im a 38 year old married guy who writes the most nastiest, vulgar, gross, taboo, erotic, obscene, underground stories for many years now. Worst part is, my wife don't know4464542222 about it.

    #19795 — Comments (2) — Apr 10, 2014 at 5:13 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Straight Male / 29

    I have a burning desire to wet myself in front of a strange woman. I have for a long time.

    I have a wetting fettish which means, for me anyway, that I like to urinate into my clothing... I like to pee myself. I have wet myself in public many times, I remember one time when i was walking home, pee was pouring into my black trousers and I heard girls giggling behide me. It was such a turn on, as soon as I got home my hands were in my soaked pants and I pulled myself to orgasam.

    That is as close as I have gotten to peeing myself properly in front of a woman, maybe maybe not having been spotted while wearing black - the safest of colours when it comes to wetting.

    It is my intention to wet more obviously, maybe into pale jeans or something, I think about it all the time but I know I am too scared.

    My dentist is hot, maybe I should piss my self in the dentist chair and pretend in was scared although that doesn't sound like a very erotic scenario with all the injections and stuff!

    Until I plucknup the forage to perform in public I make do with secret wetting, which is a lot of fun really, that's when I wonder around town, maybe browsing in the bookshop all the while dribbling in my pants, letting spurt after surt out trying ntomwalk the fine line between dry and having obviously peed myself. Sometimes I wear protection, my favourite were tena pants, I could pee so much more but when they started to leak I was in trouble... So much fun.

    #19750 — Comments (1) — Apr 8, 2014 at 10:41 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Straight Male / 45

    When I was a teenager, my mom and I went to the grocery store. I waited in the car and pretty soon realized I had to pee . . . badly. I kept expecting her to come out, but it kept getting worse. I tried pinching the end of my cock but that had no effect. I had to go sooooooo badly!!

    Finally I got out of the car and stood by the trunk. I opened it to see if there was a jar or something I could go into. but there was nothing.

    Now, I don't know why I just didn't go into the store -- they had public bathrooms. I think I was actually enjoying the urge to go.

    "I'll just let a little out and that will make it better," I thought to myself. Nope -- what happened instead was that a huge gush of hot urine came out, soaking my jeans, running down my leg and puddling at my feet. I stared down at it for a minute and then looked up to see a woman staring at me. We both looked away guiltily and I got into the car.

    My mom got back from the store, started up and we drove off. She must have smelled it, because she looked over about halfway home and saw the huge wet spot on my jeans. She probably could also see the bulge of the raging hard-on I also had from my cock rubbing against the warm, wet fabric of my jeans. She said nothing . . . and once a week to this day I try to hold it for a while and then wet myself before masturbating my piss-soaked cock to orgasm!

    #19714 — Comments (1) — Apr 7, 2014 at 1:56 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Straight Male / 20

    My name is Kyle and I have a secrete, I love wetting my self being in a wet diaper all day it is fucking amazing.

    I work in a boring office complex cubicle after cubicle in some boring law firm. Going to work acting casual like just another day! Its amazing! I have a Secrete stash of diapers in this bathroom that is always under construction. I've been here like 5 years and found it on my first week. Hell yeah i asked around about it its part of the new extension but ran out of money halfway through. So it became my new stash, behind every toilet in every empty TP holder was pack after pack of adult diapers and even the baby changing station! It was so cool all of the plumbing in there worked just some of the walls weren't complete like drywall missing on one side. A sink missing and a shower head.

    So my average day would go like this wake up put a diaper on eat breakfast wait until 8 am change and suit up and go to work. When there fill out papers the usual say hi to the secretary and other people while simultaneously wetting my self and they don't know a thing. It makes me so horny then i casually stroll toward the bathroom and change. One time my Boss almost caught me, we were in a meeting and i couldn't hold it i have never been so under pressure at that very moment he paused a moment and asked about a dripping noise. I nervously looked down and there my diaper had leaked and was dripping on the tile floor which echoed through the building with every drop. I was so nervous i was able to channel the drip down my leg and the meeting continued after i ran to the bathroom frantically drying the piss of my new slacks and i herd someone coming up the hallway i hid in the shower and prayed he wasn't coming in the bathroom! Just then the door flew open and i just about shat my self (literately). Next the lights went off and the door closed and the deadbolt turned with a click. i ran to the door and tugged i was locked in! At first i was panicked thoughts of starvation the fact that i was in am abandoned construction zone nobody was going to find me. Then i remembered the fact that the bathroom wasn't finished and in the dark found my way to a piece of drywall with a kick became loose letting light in i crawled out into the women s bathroom and the door was open. The deadbolt had a key in it with a little luck was the same as the mens restroom deadbolt. I unlocked it and have the key on my key ring now i keep a led lantern in there and a copy of the key just in case. BTW an awesome place to jack off, take a steamy dump, or just chill as long as you bring supplies.

    #19697 — Comments (1) — Apr 6, 2014 at 2:05 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This. ( * )
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