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By jmatthews1995 · Posted
Hi All! As most of you may know, I am really into wetting & rewetting. I find it very exciting and really rather enjoyable. Some people in the pee kink world probably find it a bit odd, but I really like it. Anyway, most of my wetting / re-wetting fun is hampered by the condition that it leaves me in when finding places to sit! Wearing boxer briefs and even regular briefs mean the rear can get wet if I am not super careful about peeing through the front only, and as such it makes me constantly have to be wary of sitting on things that may get a bit damp. Then, recently a sudden thought came to mind! Jock Straps! They would be perfect for me! Able to get the front totally soaked, fast drying, and the rear will be totally dry so I can relax about sitting wherever I like! Has anyone wore them? Are they comfortable? I am thinking of ones like this. (Rather revealing image! Be warned) https://www.deadgoodundies.com/ergowear-max-mesh-thong -
By Pissinglover · Posted
I don’t know how to explain it but it smells like old pee and I haven’t washed my sheets in a few weeks. -
I've recently remembered one from very long ago. I was the passenger in a long car journey. I was just staring mindlessly out of the window, almost in a trance. We were coming home, and it was a summer evening, quite late, but still daylight. The journey took us through a town centre. We stopped in the traffic; probably a crossroads in the high street. Some movement caught my eye right in front of me. It was a thin stream of clear liquid arcing through the air, pouring into a slat in a cast-iron drain in the gutter in the street. Suddenly I was alert again. I was staring at the source of the stream, dark hair, lips, thighs. It was a young woman, underwear down, naked below the waist. She was peeing into the drain, squatting on the edge of the pavement immediately above it. Her legs were parted, and she was bent forward, carefully aiming her piss into the gap in the drain. I'd barely registered what I was looking at, and the traffic lights changed. The car was back in gear, and we drove off. I didn't mention it to the driver. I'm sure they didn't notice it.
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