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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 —
    Posted by Anonymous

    It had been a beautiful day. A group of us from work had gone for a long ramble along the coast. We were at a place called "Yorkies Knob" (no kidding!) near Cairns in Australia. We had had lunch under some trees listening to the endless roll of the surf. Of course it was hot, and fortunately, we had taken plenty to drink.

    After lunch we all seemed to split up a bit. I realised afterwards that my friends had sensed that Alice and I needed a bit of time alone even before we even knew ourselves! Alice has lovely long dark brown hair, and an incredibly sweet smile - I always go for the smile! To be honest, I'd rather assumed that she had a boyfriend already. It was only over lunch that someone else had commented that Alice 'needed' a boyfriend. We were chatting together really well as we walked back along the beach. The only slight problem was that Alice began to speed up a bit and hop about.

    We went on for a bit, but Alice was definitely getting edgy. I thought I could probably guess the problem by the time she spelled it out.

    "I'm sorry about this, but I really need those toilets back at the car park," she said, by way of explanation. For a moment, I thought she was going to make a grab for her crotch, but she somehow got control again. I realised that Alice's long dress had made it impossible for her to just relieve herself in the sea as the rest of us had done!

    "I guess you guys were lucky that time - no jellyfish stings," Alice had quipped as we came back to where she was sitting at lunchtime. She was talking of Box Jellyfish, of course, and if they get you, they can give you a sting that gives you a heart attack because of the intense pain - definitely bad news! Strangely enough, the best way to help someone if they have been stung is to pee on the wound - honestly!

    As we continued walking back, I noticed one or two jellyfish stranded on the beach - drying out in the hot sun - the season had certainly begun. Alice was not looking at the jellyfish; she was eyeing several clumps of bushes where it just might be possible for a modest young lady to go to the toilet, but each time there were people nearby on the beach, and Alice definitely didn't want to wait. As for myself - well the thought of Alice dampening her panties under her long dress was beginning to make me hard. Would she get really upset if she wet herself? I didn't want her upset...but I quite fancied her wet!

    I slipped my arm round Alice, and she moved a little closer to me, seeming to forget her need for toilets for a bit. Everything was going really well when we head a cry. At first I thought it was just someone playing about, but it was a man, and he was obviously in pain. Alice is training to become a paramedic, so she automatically started to run towards a little knot of people near the water's edge.

    The scene was quite chaotic. A man of about 25 was writhing on the sand with an angry looking sting on his left thigh. A girl, presumably his girlfriend, was just too distraught to do anything, "John, I told you not to ignore that flag - and now you've been stung!" she kept on shouting.

    There was another man with them, and he seemed to know what to do with Box Jellyfish stings. He had his penis out, and actually managed a small dribble, but unfortunately, as he was saying, he had been about 5 minutes ago! Alice had already started to blush- knowing what she was going to have to do.

    Alice took charge most professionally. She turned to me. "Don't look away- hold the guy's leg so we do this right."

    Despite everything, she was obviously very shy. She seemed to consider removing her panties, and then just left them in place as she squatted over the man's thigh.

    "The clothing will help to spread my urine about and ensure we deal with all the wound," she muttered as an excuse.

    The victim was far too distracted to appreciate what was happening. She carefully positioned herself over the man's thigh as I held his leg to keep it still. I was having quite a job holding his leg- possibly it was starting to cramp, but Alice was clearly having difficulty unlearning all her potty training! She shifted position a bit and counted, "One, two, three, four..."

    At 'four' she seemed to really push, and that was enough, she started to pee through her panties a few drops at first, and then a huge hissing surge! I could feel the warmth of it as it ran over his thigh and on to my hands- I could even smell it- I was so close to the action! I felt quite guilty under the circumstances, but I just could not control a vast erection, which was hard to disguise in shorts!

    As Alice's flow finally started to subside, I was starting to wonder what would happen next. Whatever happened, I was resigned to the idea that my amorous stroll with Alice was over for the day. Incredibly, at that point a beach patrol came across us and took charge immediately. After briefly congratulating Alice on her quick thinking, they bundled the man (who we later heard made a complete recovery) and his two companions inside their jeep to go and get further medical help.

    Within a minute or so Alice and I were once more alone on the beach! She blushed again and looked down at the large wet stain on her dress- I could only imagine the state of her panties! I gave her a hug for what she had just done, but then she pushed away laughing, "Hey- do you realise you've just left a big wet handprint on my top!"

    We sat on a rock and dissolved into laughter.

    "You know, my previous boyfriend would have gone off his head if anything like that had happened - he just couldn't stand urine."

    I knew I'd never get a chance like this again. I didn't know if it would work, but I simply had to try. "Um, to be honest, you peeing through your panties like that turned me on so much!"

    "I noticed," Alice giggled, "And actually, it turned me on too!" she finished- managing somehow to look shy and brazen both at the same time!

    "I once tried to explain that to my boyfriend, and that was the end of him; we had a row and he left!"

    "Look, I know I've not got a jellyfish sting, but why not sit on my knee for a minute or two?"

    "Just so long as you know how wet it will be," she smiled her impossible smile.

    I only just got my car keys and wallet out of my shorts pockets in time (that is what I call quick thinking!) and we were in each other's arms kissing passionately.

    " ;I've still got a little more pee, if you think you might need the same treatment!" she said teasingly.

    I knew it would be quite embarrassing returning to the car park with soaked denim shorts, but I wanted to feel her wetness so much!

    She started to pant just before she let go- I was simply amazed how hot she was, and how much pee was still inside her! Within moments her pee was running right through my clothes and down my legs! We seemed to have the beach to ourselves, thank goodness) and my hand started to stray inside her soaking wet dress- but at that moment someone came into sight far away at the water's edge.

    "Let's finish this somewhere away from the crowd," she whispered.

    We made a run for the car park and got inside without anyone seeing the state we were both in. I set off intending to take Alice back to my place. Inside the hot car, the smell of her pee was driving me crazy. Alice seemed equally overcome with lust.

    "Just pull in somewhere quiet- quickly," she whispered.

    When a girl says that to you, you don't argue! I found a rather good spot with the car well sheltered by some trees, and we were alone again- momentarily rendered shy by the speed at which things were moving. I was staring down at Alice's wet knees and the huge stain on her dress. I realised that I absolutely had to kiss the source of all that pee. I tried kissing her wet knee, to see how she would react. For a moment I thought perhaps I had been a bit too bold, but then she lifted up her wet skirt and actually started to push my head up towards her crotch.

    Somehow her panties were pulled out of the way by the time I got to the top- though who did it, I never knew! Alice was so aroused that my tongue slid straight inside her effortlessly, really deep. Alice started to writhe, pushing her pee-soaked crotch into my face. Within a few seconds she came to a massive climax- yelling out so hard, she disturbed a bird that had come to sit on our car!

    I'd almost come myself by the time Alice had slid down my zip- carefully, to avoid another medical emergency! She started to suck me - and I guess she must have tasted her own pee on my member!

    Soon we were both spent - flopped against each other in my car, which was going to need some serious cleaning! A week later, Alice moved in with me, and since then, life has been wet, wet, wet!

    #7255 — Comments (1) — Jan 15, 2006 at 2:55 PM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    can some of you guys post guys needing to pee bad storys
    please i love reading them

    #7254 — Comments (4) — Jan 15, 2006 at 1:00 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    i am a girl and want a penis can some one tell me what its like to have one

    #7253 — Comments (15) — Jan 12, 2006 at 3:05 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    Last winter, my boyfriend was asked to care for his boss's exotic birds when he unexpectedly went away due to a family emergency. It wasn't hard and I loved seeing the house --almost a mansion.

    On the last night, we decided to stay and have sex in the master bathroom suite which had a spa hot tub. We fell asleep on a guest bed. When we woke up a couple hours later, we found ourselves in a bad snowstorm. It lasted until morning.

    My boyfriend was panicking because he didn't want his boss to know we spent the night. He started shoveling the long driveway. When I came out to see how the shoveling was going, I instinctively closed the door behind me. Big mistake --the keys were inside!

    My boyfriend started yelling at me and I started sulkin in the car. After a half an hour, I realized I really needed to pee. I couldn't get back in the house. I held it as long as i could, then I ran for a stand of bushes. Before I could get my jeans and one piece thermals (union suit) off, I pissed myself! It soaked through my butt and legs and pooled in my boots.

    #7252 — Comments (5) — Jan 3, 2006 at 3:54 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    After much practice I've figured out how to pee standing, without making a mess.
    First the girl must open her legs and bend her knees a little while pushing her pussy forward. With long pants or tight shorts she has to drop them some, but with lose shorts she can then with one hand hold them aside while with the other hand, using two fingers, hold her pussy lips open so that they will not interfear with the stream as it shoots out of her pee hole which is now clear of lips and exposed. Once at that point it just takes some practice moving both her pelvis and fingers to aim her stream.
    One other thing. As she feels her bladder nearing empty and her stream about to stop she must then give a push to empty the last remaining bit or it will drip and run down her legs.

    #7251 — Comments (0) — Dec 31, 2005 at 11:55 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I was working in front of a grocery store today in my local area handing out newspapers and signing people up for memberships. It was sort of a cold day so I wore a long dress that stretched all the way down to my feet. I had been drinking a little too much water during the day which was a big mistake on my part considering my bladder is very weak and doesn't hold up well under pressure. So about an hour into my day, I was beginning to feel a serious need to go pee and I couldn't leave my spot for any reason because there was a lot of money in newspaper stock that could potentially be stolen if I walked off for even just a moment. So I sat there and tried to hide the obvious pain I felt in my bladder and it was only getting worse every minute I pushed it. I fought desperately to maintain control as I explained a membership to somebody and signed them up one. But as the person walked off, and somebody else walked up to me, I had to pee so badly at that point I could feel it starting to leak out into my panties while I spoke with the customer. I paniced and crossed my legs in a desperate attempt to hold back any more from coming out, but it only made me have to go even worse. By the time I had gotten the person half way through the signup process I was just about finished with them, when I finally just lost control and a surge of pee went flooding right through my panties and running down my legs. Nobody else walked up for about 5 minutes which was long enough for me to go pee without anyone noticing. I sat there for at least 2 minutes straight peeing uncontrollably. I felt so much better and relieved but the embarrassment I felt was horrible. But I had no choice but to sit there and just pee like crazy until I was done. good thing I was wearing a long dress that day, so nobody really noticed if I peed or not because the majority of it my panties soaked up and some of it went on the ground which dried up rather quickly after going into a drain in the ground. Still though, that's the firs time I have ever peed my panties in public while working. I felt horribly embarrassed of myself but, its just good that nobody noticed at all. I guess I sort spared myself even worse embarrassment on that part of it.

    #7250 — Comments (3) — Dec 29, 2005 at 11:55 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    My friend Penny and I decided to sunbathe today. We're working for the summer at the ranch of a certain Hollywood actor. If I told you the name, you'd recognize it for sure. There isn't much to do when this star isn't around so we spend a lot of time in the pool. The only problem is that there are a few creepy guys who bother us so whenever we can we go to the watering hole.

    The weather this morning was perfect for sunning. We stripped down to our thong bikini bottoms and laid out. Penny is half Cuban so she tanns faster than me. I have to use oil and remember to turn frequently. After a couple hours, I felt a familiar gurgle and realized that I had forgotten my morning dump.

    I was in a pickle. I didn't want to get dressed and go back to the house because it was so far. But I was afraid to go into the bushes because of rattlesnakes.

    I looked over and saw that Penny was fast asleep. A mischievous idea entered my mind. What if I pooped right there and Penny never knew. I could throw the turd into the bushes and she'd keep right on sleeping.

    I spread my knees, reached between my legs, and pulled my thong aside. A few grunts and a finger to open things up and I began shitting out a long thick log. It was a bit soft and not stinky at all. It made my pussy lips pout out and I caressed them with my free hand. The turd came out about three inches and seemed to get stuck. I shifted in discomfort and the movement woke Penny up. I slammed my legs together and removed my hand, but not before she saw.

    She asked if I was jilling off. I lied and said yes. She winked and said that she was feeling horny too and ould use a little five fingered comfort. I watched her shuck off her bikini bottom and begin stroking her clit. As she closed her eyes and began moaning, I realized that I need to finish taking care of business before she saw the dump between my legs.

    I pretended to moan as well and pushed with all my might to release the remaining turd. The large hump shot out followed by another four inches of skinner turd. I grabbed my top, wrapped it around the turd and flung it in the bushes just as Penny brought herself to a shattering orgasm.

    She smiled at me and asked if I was satisfied, too. I was able to answer that truthfully.

    #7247 — Comments (2) — Dec 26, 2005 at 3:58 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    The last time I smoked weed with my friend I faded out for awhile and when I woke up I had totally pissed my fucking pants in front of the two girls he had brought for us. They got disgusted with me, as was my friend who called me a fucking pervert. I'm afraid this was not the first time something like this has happened to me. I tend to piss in my fucking pants a lot!

    #7246 — Comments (3) — Dec 26, 2005 at 1:29 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    My sister and I are hypercompetitive. This is due largely to the fact that we are barely 11 months apart in age. She's the older and I always resented that she got to do certain things before me (like go to school, date, or drive).

    One of our childhood contests was to see who could hold her bladder the longest. It used to really piss my mom off (pun intended) because occasionally one of us would refuse to concede and end up wetting ourselves.

    I thought we'd outgrown this silly challenge until last Sunday.

    My sister just got engaged. Which burns me up because my boyfriend and I have actually been dating 4 months longer than Tessa and her new fiance. She knows this and pointedly asked me if I ever thought Steve would propose. So I challenged her to hold her bladder for the entire engagement party that afternoon.

    This was a good challenge because we would be drinking a lot of toasts, plus standing in my mother's garden which has a very loud fountain.

    We posted my younger brother (15) at the garden gate to make sure neither of us slipped into the powder room. At first, it was very easy, then lunch was served and I had to sit down. Which compressed my bladder slightly. I was suddenly aware that it was getting quite full. I winced and looked over at my sister. She was smirking! Time for action. I stood up, tapped my wine glass and proposed a toast to my sister and her fiance. This set off many toasts. Since everyone was looking at her and not me, I only wet my lips each time, but she had to take real sips. She narrowed her eyes at me as my dad leaned over to refill her glass.

    The triumph allowed me to ignore my aching bladder for a while. Then, I heard my sister tell my mom that she thought it was time to start the dancing. Oh, no! Nothing is worse for a full bladder than bouncing around. My sister had the excuse of circulating among her guests, but I could hardly refuse to dance. My boyfriend pulled me out on the floor for a fast Latin number that left me biting my lip to keep from exploding.

    Somehow I survived two dances. Then the photographer said it was time for a formal family shot. We stood at the center of the garden. Unfortunately, it was right next to the fountain. I kept squeezing my knees together, but it was agony. I was just about to admit defeat, when I heard a distinctive sound.

    I looked over to se my sister pissing herself. Her face was beetred as first my family, then the photographer and guests stared at her. She ran off into the house leaving a trail of yellow droplets.

    My mom stammered out some lame excuse about the excitement of the day and I started laughing. It was the wrong thing to do. My own bladder gave way with a sudden gush. As urine flooded my shoes, I was at least console by the fact that I had won!

    #7245 — Comments (2) — Dec 25, 2005 at 10:48 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    Last weekend my girlfriends and I went to a concert. I was really excited because I just finished my first year at college and some guys we knew from school were also going. We decided to meet before the concert to tailgate and drink.

    I dressed in a denim cut-off mini skirt and a long cotton peasant top with spaghetti straps. I wore my boycut pink lace panties and a white strapless bra underneath.It was a really cute outfit. Too bad I ruined it.

    I got up late (1 PM) and had to shower and throw on my clothes quickly so that I could drive two hours to the next town to meet my friend Meg at her house. Then Meg and I drove from her house to pick up our friends Jen and Claire in the city before heading to the stadium for the concert.

    By that point I was beginning to realize that I had made a crucial mistake. I didn't take time to go to the bathroom before leaving my house. I should have gone at Meg's, but we were on a tight schedule because we wanted to meet the guys right before the gates of the stadium opened so that we could drive in together and park right next to each other for tailgating.

    Onc e we were inside the gates and parked, I started looking for the port-a-potties. There was one that was clean, but the door was ripped off. The one with a door that closed was filthy beyond belief. I decided to run across the highway that separated the stadium from a small strip mall.

    It took 10 minutes for there to be a break in traffic big enough that I knew I could get all the way across. I ran into the first fast food place I saw only to discover that the bathroom was "Out of Order". The next place was a bank that was closed and a nail salon that wouldn't let me use their facilities. Finally, I went into a bakery and they let me use their bathroom if I bought something. I decided to get an iced coffee. It was a relief to pee and afterwards I realized that I was really thirsty so I drained the whole iced coffee and bought a second one before going back to the stadium.

    The guys were grilling hamburgers and hotdogs and there was plenty of cold beer. I think I overindulged a little and decided to have a clove cigarette to ease my digestion.

    I forgot coffee and nicotine are laxatives. Wouldn't you know that my stomach started aching just as we walked into the stadium and sat down. It was general admission seating so we had to stake out our seats. I was left in charge of seats while my friends went to get some cold drinks. I felt a horrible pressure in my bowels and kept hoping my friends would come back so I could get up and find a restroom. Just when I thought that my guts would explode, my friends came back and I ran off.

    It turned out the bathrooms in the stadium alternated by floor. I was on a floor with only men's rooms and had to go up to the next level. When I got there, the line was incredible. I felt a sudden cramp and then a weird sensation. I realized that my anus had opened a bit and that a turd was beginning to descend.

    I freaked out and tried to squeeze my butt cheeks together, but the turd was unstoppable. It pushed out a bit more and I realized it was really fat. That was bad news because my fat turds are usually also quite long.

    Another push and I sensed that the turd was touching my panties and stretching the tender flesh between my anus and pussy. I moaned and the woman in front of me looked at me strangely. I just hoped she couldn't smell the emerging turd.

    The next involuntary push felt like it released two inches or turn. I knew it must be tenting my panties under the denim skirt and just hoped no one else could see.

    I wanted to hunch over with the pain but I was afraid that would encourage more turd to come out.

    Finally, the spasm were too much. I sort of scuttled away and ran into a half-opened broom closet I had seen next to the stairs. Too late, the turd was already coiling up in my panties. In disgust, I gingerly pulled them off and used a stack of paper towels to wipe as much of the mess away as possible. It was a horrible job without access to water and I was fearful that someone would smell the shit when I stood back in the bathroom line. So I wiped my ass with some lemon-pine cleaner too. It burned my tender anal and pussy tissues.

    The pain triggered my bladder and I pissed uncontrollably for several seconds, wetting my skirt and shoes.

    There was no way to hide that, so I pulled off the skirt and stood there barefoot in my tunic top trying to figure out if I could sneak out to my car where I keep gym clothes.

    Just then the door opened and a janitor stood there staring in shock at the puddle of urine, turd filled panties, and shit smeared paper towels.

    Needless to say, I was kicked out.

    #7244 — Comments (2) — Dec 25, 2005 at 1:36 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
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