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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 / 39

    my fucking hour is often between 1-2pm or afternoon of horn is 4.30-5.30pm or late gait hour is 6-8pm.

    my husband is a doctor and he loves to sing horny dog songs to me and shake his cock back and forward like a mesmerising fob watch clock and he will either say "oh honey its hickery dickery cock doc time again, my cock wants to make you feel good like my woman should" or "tick tock its dick doc time" and I giggle and get horny as he wags his cock for me sometimes he has cock wagged and waggled it around for me til he was stiff singing "the cock wants what it wants spread those legs and lets get to bed" or "make love all night suck some titty you call me and I call you mr and mrs dickity-titty"

    his silly talk makes me so horny. lately he loves to look at puffy titties and he like making my tities tight and hard but also soft and puffy and psuh them inward and its so hot when he does that. so many men just concentrate of teeth on titties and nibbling but he likes to lick and smooth rub my breasts to flat puffy tops of creampie for him.

    his huge floppy cock thick and long rocking side from side mezmerrisng me with his cock, he is my dirty little secret and puffy tits and hard nipples are his dirty little secret. if he wants me to come fast and hard he will force me to come or if he wants it slow and soft we fuck all night long for up to 20 hours he has left his cock in me and I have twisted around and up and down and rode on his huge beautiful cock. I love the walls of my c**t squeezing around his shaft and he adores the feeling as well. sometimes we hold it for as long as we can and get very wet. he will lick my tits for ages and sex tease my c**t with his cock top cherry.

    some weekends we don't get out of bed and we have fucked on the kitchen table in a hotel infront of everyone at night which was great but for the table nearly breaking cuz he was shafting so heavy.

    he has me under his control and it feels great. last week we were at my parents old farm and we did what comes naturally in the hay shed. it was great feeling hay around my wet holes and as he shafted me.

    #42022 — Comments (0) — Oct 23, 2018 at 11:30 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove It.
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    Straight Female / 21

    I was at work the other night performing a public pole dance for Customers. I had been drinking a lot of soda that night which in hindsight was probably not the best idea because just moments into my dance performance, I sneezed accidentally and Farted so hard I pooped a little bit and gave the guys watching a free Peeing Pole Dance show they didn't expect.

    I was rather Embarrassed but I somehow maintained my composure and got paid well for such an unusual performance that included something extra that normally is part of it.

    #41957 — Comments (0) — Oct 19, 2018 at 7:26 PM — That's Juicy! (9) Remove It.
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    Bi-Sexual Female / 22


    Iâm Rae 22 year old blonde, British girl ;)

    I have a little confession to make.

    On my snapchat I post adult content, you know.. nudes and vids. I also have a private story that you can get for a donation as being send money turns me on my fetish.

    Add my Snapchat username: snap43deep

    I lookfoward to your add.

    #41786 — Comments (1) — Oct 7, 2018 at 6:16 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove It. ( **** )
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    Bi-Sexual Female / 27

    Believe me, when I went to college I had never dated, never been in a compromising position, had never seen a real penis, and hardly ever seen a real naked girl. I am an only child and my mother and father were distant, I was born when they were in their late thirties, I was an accident that was not meant to happen. But that said my parents were good to me, if distant and unaffectionate and I got a good education and was surrounded by most things that kids grow up with. Although not rich by any measure my parents were comfortably middle class and respected in the community.

    I was in college one week when I was stripped naked and fucked on a couch and dragged into bed with a guy who kept me there all night and had sex with me again in the morning. The morning sex was totally different from the night before on the couch, we were alone and he went over me from top to bottom, fingered my anus while he ate me out and later while fucking me on my hands and knees decided to fuck me in my butt. I guess he spread the juice off my vagina because he slipped into my ass without any problem, and I felt totally fucked at that point, I held my breath and felt him fuck me back and forth and then he lost his control and his whole body just fell on my back and we fell onto the bed. I could feel his wet dick in the crack of my ass and his body heaving as he breathed on my back. I lay still after a couple of minutes and let him recover until he rolled off and asked me to get something to clean him off. I remember in the morning light his dick was so red and he was so sensitive that he told me to be careful while I cleaned him up. After I cleaned him up he asked for a kiss and then for me to sit there with my shoulders back to see what I looked like.

    I didn't just fall in love, I went guy crazy over him and even though he was into finding girls most of the time he had me in his bed and I wanted to feel everything. One night he asked me if I was up to having another girl join us. This other girl liked me and I had sex with her for a while and sex with him afterwards. I had been at school for six weeks and I was sleeping with a senior and I had kissed, made out and had sex with another girl. I was a pleaser to him, anything he wanted I jumped to do it, the other girl wanted me to do her laundry so I did that too. She and I had similar classes that semester and she came over to rest with me, to get on my bed and take a nap together. I got felt up a lot, kissed and sometimes she made outright love to me telling me to chose between him and her. But she knew I would choose him and she claimed that was totally unfair. She wasn't a homebody at all, she bought me panties to wear so that I knew she was always thinking of me. It took a while for me to come to realize that she was truly in love with me and I started to love her back a little.

    My semester went by fast and I managed to keep my grades up and when we didn't go out together for some reason, my lover girlfriend and I went out alone. At Christmas it was time to choose, spending three weeks at home alone, or I could go spend part of the New Year with her. Her parents were wild in my view, the New Year's party we went to was pretty wild and a man kept hitting on me so we finally just left and went back to her house and we had our own New Year's party side by side. I think it was that night that I really began to feel something for her, I know that I kissed her for real that night and I felt her up for real that night, that night I made love to her and she made love to me. That night when she put her arms around my neck and whispered to me that she loved me I put her face in front of me and kissed her and told her I though I loved her too.

    My life changed that first semester in college, I was never the same again. We had many sleepovers together, he liked being with us although I was the ham in the sandwich, his lover and her lover. I had to work twice as hard keeping them both happy but I was so sexually charged that having sex was something I could do at the drop of a hat. Anywhere, any place, alone or together, boy girl or girl girl, I went to him just as easily as I went to her.

    He graduated and went on to get a job and we stayed and finished our college education together. She and I stayed together, in that sense I think I leaned more towards being with her all day every day than with him, but not when it came to sex, once we were out of school I needed him more than ever and we went back to being a triad, with me in the middle. I like it that way, my girlfriend and I live together and he is our man who comes to visit. Curiously, although there is no sex between them he is like her older brother and they have a different form of affection. I have calmed down a little but not much, I still have a high sex drive and energy. I do have favorite things I do with both, I truly do enjoy anal sex, it is the most intimate sex I have with him, and my intimate moments with her are on weekends when we can shower have breakfast and stay in bed all morning long.

    #41725 — Comments (1) — Oct 1, 2018 at 11:27 AM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove It.
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    Gay Male / 31

    In college I took a drawing class. It was an elective and I took it because a friend was taking it. Part of the class was practicing on still life drawings, black and white pencil drawings. At the end of the semester the teacher told us that we would have one last class for a final exam and we would have a live model. The guy who came to model stood naked on this pedestal table and we all had to focus on the fact that it was our final. It was the first time that I really focused on another naked guy. My drawing was out of focus except when it came to his genitals, I spent a lot of time focusing on that.

    I got a C for the class but I also got asked by the professor to come see him. He said he noticed that I had spent too much time on just one part of the subject and we went over my drawing. He asked me if that was my center of interest. He told me to come around to his side of the desk and he pulled up a series of pictures on his computer, drawings of naked men, erotic drawings of naked men, he told me that the phallus had been one of the main subject matters for years, centuries, and that he collected drawings, some were from his students and wanted to know if he could keep mine in his collection. While he talked the drawing on the screen was a man's penis in full erection, laying on his back, he said it was a piece commemorating the Paris piece the Origin of the World.

    We talked for a while, standing there with that drawing on his screen, asking me what I would have done differently, that the drawing was done by one of his students several years ago and he was the subject. He wanted me to study the drawings and he passed me a thumb drive and told me to go home and study them and ask myself how I would have done differently and we could discuss that on another day.

    There were a couple of hundred drawings, and I kept going back to the one he said he was the subject, anatomic drawings of naked men and their phallus. I masturbated to the drawings. When I went back he asked me if I wanted to get better at my chosen expression. My first session was the two of us alone, he lay nude on a couch and I drew him head to foot. The next he stood and the third he told me to focus only on his phallus, he used his hand to get himself semi erect and after sometime he critiqued me and asked for more expression, to imagine myself about to take that phallus in my mouth and savor it, to give it life.

    For sure my drawings were never of the quality of the ones he collected, or the ones of some of his other students. But he had me savor his phallus and to pose for him as he drew me, to use me as a model for some of his other chosen students. Some of his students were in graduate school and others were new like me. He invited me to a party, it was an open robe party, we wore nothing but little open robes that didn't quite reach far enough down to cover us and we had a boy on boy Roman night. Some of the guys that were there were well experienced and some of us were new to the party but in the end everyone was encouraged to get together and enjoy the company.

    Although I had savored the professor, when it came time to savor a graduate student from Honduras I had to take control of myself and just do it. The more I did it the more I liked it and I ended up being his companion for the party. I draw for fun, it is an ice breaker to have a young man pose for me, I am not quality but I do a good enough job to help break the ice. My professor let me keep the thumb drive and I have that collection and others stored away for those nights when I need to be alone with my art form. I share some of my drawings with my old professor and he critiques them and his advise is always the same, think of your subject as you are approaching him and you are about to take him into your mouth, what do you see? Draw that image, the image that is in your head.

    #41723 — Comments (5) — Oct 1, 2018 at 9:46 AM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove It.
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    Straight Male / 32

    My wife recently went to a bachelorette party down at the beach last month. One of the nights they went to a beach bar and apparently she participated in a best ass contest. I got a text around 2 am from one of her friends saying I would be proud of my wife for winning a best ass contest. I asked her about it when we got home and she said it was innocent. She got up on the bar and pulled up her skirt to show off her ass in a thong. Iâm not sure if I believe all that went on because apparently he friends and her were hanging out with a bachelor party all night

    #41681 — Comments (17) — Sep 26, 2018 at 10:27 PM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove It.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Lesbian Female / 44

    Going into my early twenties post college I had never been in a relationship of any kind, some casual friends but that was it. I was socially uncomfortable and had never been felt up much less had sex. At work I had to share an office with this guy. Typical nerd guy, glasses and he wore the same shoes every single day. But you talk to someone everyday and you forget they are nerds and you obviously never question that you may be a nerd too. We would bring our lunch and we ate in our office so basically I had lunch with him every day. One of those days he was overtired and I asked what he had done the night before and he told me that two of his college friends were in town and they had ended up at a strip joint until two in the morning.

    This feeling, this curiosity went over me and I started to ask him about the strip joint, to tell me the real truth about what went on in there. What kind of girls were they? Did they really wear G-strings or was that a movie thing? To tell me about their breasts, were they natural or did they all have boob jobs? Would I make it in a strip joint, did I have big enough boobs. My panties were wet as he described this girl and that girl and her boobs in their faces and bending over and putting their butt cheeks up against their face and describing how their thong held in their woman parts and how you could tell if they had just shaved because of the stubble on their thighs.

    I begged him, begged him to take me to a strip joint, I had to see for myself. We went on a Thursday night because he had plans that Friday. We went to this strip joint out by the airport. He had never been there but it was far away from anyone we could possibly know. It was dark inside and he told the bouncer that he was proving to me that it was only to see and no touching was allowed. He called this girl over, who knows how old she was and she wasn't even pretty and he paid her twenty bucks and told her to give me a lap dance and that I liked boobs so to make me want her boobs. He paid several other girls to come over, they all had different types of boobs, and some were obviously fake and others were not. I had a couple who gave me ass and he told me to look up between their legs because the fun part was seeing if you could see any pink in there. After a couple of hundred bucks we left and went to IHOP.

    It was my first time that I remember being hot, like hot, wet all over and I couldn't stop talking about the girls. He took me to all kinds of strip joints, mostly low blue collar strip joints, but to a couple of gentlemen clubs with expensive drinks. He let me pick the girls and I would tell him what I wanted and he would pay them to table dance for me. We split the bill. We found a place where you could have private dance behind some curtains in a booth. I had the girls in the private booth sit on my lap and they let me put my face in their boobs. I couldn't touch. We almost always tried to pick girls who didn't have boob jobs. And one girl who was nice and all told me that I could suck her tittie any time I wanted.

    I was masturbating all the time, my friend bought me magazines like Playboy and Hustler and he would sit beside me and we would go through every picture looking at the girls and I would describe to him which ones I liked. I preferred Hustler because the girls were more natural and you also got pictures of their pussy. And one night he told me that we were going to go out to dinner first because he was hungry and we would go back to this club near the airport. At the restaurant we ran into the girl from the club who told me I could suck her tittie. He had set it up and she sat with us, we sat in a booth and he told me she was going to come with us and she was going to give me a private show.

    We went back to my place and he left us alone. She danced for me, this time a real strip dance because she got undressed in front of me until she was standing there in ordinary underwear rubbing her pussy and asking me how hot I wanted her. She rubbed her pussy until she was obviously wet and pulled my face into her and told me to suck her panties. I was hot inside, wet and trembling as I sucked on her panties and she ran her hands through my hair. She pulled my head up and told me it was time for a tittie party but that she wanted my titties first. She helped me get naked and she took off her panties and bra and let me suck on her tittie just like she had promised and she sucked on my titties and she asked for a bed and we ate pussy and grabbed ass and tittie and she kissed me and gave me an orgasm. She sat on the bed and using her fingers she gave herself an orgasm while I watched.

    Yes she was a whore, she got paid for it. My friend, he paid for it, five hundred bucks for a girl, for a whore to give me my first time. The bad news was that she was a whore and I am not. I went to see her dance, and I always give her a big tip. She wouldn't see me outside of the club unless she got paid and you can't afford to pay five hundred bucks every time that you wanted to have sex. She told me that she was one hundred percent lesbian, she admitted that to me. I found out that I was also a lesbian, but instead of falling for some secretary at the office I fell in love with a stripper. It is a long ago, more than twenty years ago now, but deep down inside I am still in love with her, or the memory of her, I don't want to think about what she looks like now. I have remained friends with my coworker and facilitator of my early discovery days. We don't do strip joints any more, I have a girlfriend and she strips for me but she doesn't like him to watch. It is always a private party and all he gets is a vivid description of it, which gets me hornier faster than anything else will.

    #41652 — Comments (1) — Sep 25, 2018 at 8:47 AM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove It.
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    Straight Male / 55

    I was at a recycling center, a place I had been a hundred times before but this was a first. After I dumped my items I noticed an attractive 30 something Mom in a very sexy (and short) blue jump dress in the car ahead of me. As she reached into the back of her SUV (yes it was a long reach) you can imagine the view I got. Black skimpy panties (almost, but not quite qualifying as a thong). Good enough to make a lasting impression. I still wonder if she knew what kind of view I got, if so, thanks for that lasting image.

    #41562 — Comments (0) — Sep 17, 2018 at 2:18 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove It.
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    Straight Female / 54

    So to start off I am a BBW. My Husband and I had been invited to my Sisters outdoor park wedding. On the day of the wedding my Husband and I awoke and followed our usual routine. Getting cleaned up and drinking coffee. I wore my green and black full to my ankles length dress with black heels, thigh high suntan stockings, no panties. After about two hours and 4 cups of coffee we used the bathroom and hoped in the car and headed for the wedding a 4.5 hour drive away.

    After about 3.0 hours into the drive I was starting to feel the need to pee. By hour 4 the feeling was starting to get a bit urgent but manageable. By the time we arrived at the wedding 45 mins later a public park I was in a very urgent almost desperate need to pee. I had no choice but to say my hellos and such then headed for the bathroom only to arrive and find the wedding party has taken over both bathrooms and told I had to wait.

    20 mins later the bride and bridal party come out off the bathroom saying they are open now but both stalls are clogged and unusable. I almost peed myself right then an there but managed to hold it back and wondered what I was going to do. I found my husband and told him my problem. just then we were all told to take our place in the grass form the ceremony.

    As this was being announced I dribbled a little out of what was now a very desperate need to pee. As My Husband and I walked to our places in the grass I lost control and dribbled 2 more times but through squeezing was able to keep it contained inside my pussy lips but could feel the moisture about to escape out of my pussy lips at the end of my crack. just then the bridal march started and my sister started walking down the Isle.

    I could hold it no longer dribbled again and could feel it start to escape my pussy crack. I did not want to get my stockings wet and was standing in the grass. Remember my dress was ankle length and I had no panties on. So I slightly spread my legs. At the same time as my sister was walking by me on her way to the alter. If you were to look under my dress I was standing there full pee stream flowing out of my pussy peeing in the grass out of desperation. I am just glad no one noticed at the end my husband figured out what I had done when he said lets find you a toilet and I said no longer a problem went during the ceremony. he said what do you mean and I said I stood right there and peed in the grass as my sister was walking by.

    The thought of what I had done and pictures it put in his head. Turned him on so much we made love three times that night. the first time in the woods before we ever left the park once in a rest area and then the best of the bunch at home that night after I peed for him just standing there like I had at the wedding on the bathroom floor so he could see the puddle.

    Now I am thinking about peeing in public for him again but this time wearing a dress or skirt that stops at my knees so he can see the pee stream coming out from under my hem line.

    #41548 — Comments (2) — Sep 16, 2018 at 4:43 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove It.
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    Straight Male / 45

    Met a rather attractive woman when I was on vacation at Palm Beach. We met at a bar at the beach and really hit it off. We decided to take a walk on the beach just as the sun was going down.

    We were quite a distance from the bar when Joan announced she had to pee. Obviously the ocean was right there and that seemed the logical choice. She took my hand and I walked with her into the surf.

    The water was refreshing and suddenly we were standing there making out in the surf. I was really getting aroused and Joan was too. She took my hand and pulled it down between us, then pulling my hand between her legs.

    As we kissed I could feel a sudden warmth, it wasn't the warm ocean water either. She kissed me harder as she peed through the bottom of her one piece bathing suit. She took my hand and pulled it between her legs, I started rubbing her pussy through her bathing suit and she let it go. She practically had her tongue down my throat as I rubbed her pussy as she emptied her bladder in the surf.

    Joan was turned on to the max, her nails clawed the back of my neck as she climaxed and peed into the churning water. I have to admit I was turned on just as much, my cock was stretching the netting inside of my bathing trunks.

    We went back to my hotel room and fucked liked dogs until we fell asleep. The next morning Joan was in the shower and I joined her without asking. With the warm water raining down over us we started making out again, I put my hand between her legs and started to rub her pussy.

    She moaned loudly, spreading her legs wide for me. I pushed my fingers into her vagina and told her to pee for me. Just like the night before in the surf, our mouths locked together in a searing kiss. Joan clawed my neck again and then I felt her hot pee flowing out of her like a geyser.

    I fingered her pussy feverishly as Joan peed all over my hand. Joan came even harder than she did the night before. I fingered her until she came two more times, she almost collapsed in the shower from her orgasm.

    By now my cock was rock hard and I turned Joan around and entered her from behind. The water from the shower kept raining down as I fucked Joan savagely, knowing I wasn't going to last very long. I blasted my load into her pussy, both Joan and I moaning with pleasure loudly as I came inside of her.

    We showered and got dressed. Joan told me she always wanted to have a peeing experience with a guy but never had the nerve to ask. Honestly it wasn't something I had ever thought about one way or the other, it turned out to be very exciting I admit.

    I had to leave Palm Beach the next day to return home. Joan and I had sex again the night before I left. We fucked in the bed and we fucked in the shower, once more allowing Joan to have another peeing experience. It was great, I loved it, hated that I had to leave.

    I gave Joan my number, hoping that she can come up and visit me sometime soon. I admit I'm a bit turned on by the golden showers aspect with sex..................

    #41225 — Comments (2) — Aug 21, 2018 at 2:13 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove It.
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