Fetishistic Determination

[SlickGracey 72]

Having fetishes is kinda tough, sometimes. Just ask the submissive in the queue at Starbucks. Essentially, the way fetishes work is that the individual's brain is wired to derive sexual pleasure or excitement from something that, on average, most other people don't. Sure, one can successfully separate their fetishes from their every-day life & activities, but no one can say they don't think of them when they should come up in... shall we say, inconvenient situations.

Where am I going with this? I've got another story for you. There was this one time I was at a big furniture showroom, looking for a new chair. Our big central living room chair had finally bit the dust, and it was time for a replacement. (I was looking forward to getting one of those cushy chair-and-a-half deals; they make great GM chairs!) It was late at night; close to closing time for the showroom, and while I was looking around, I felt a sudden urge to pee. The problem, was, I didn't expect to.

See, I have two very specific, and conflicting fetishes in my life. (Apologies to those who have heard me mention this a lot) The first is to go commando. Just, all the time. And in skirts, too. I totally get off in running around with my lady-bits exposed to fresh air at all times, to say nothing about the easy access. It's not really a hippie thing, it's much closer to a horny thing. Once I decided to free myself down there, I never looked back. It's very liberating! And sexy.

And the 2nd fetish I hold dear, as many here know, is wetting myself. I just LOVE wetting myself. It just feels so GOOD to take a deep breath, relax myself, and be rewarded with warm wetness all around my most sensitive parts. I drink a lot of water day-to-day, and so my pee is always well-diluted. I never have to worry about the giveaway smells or yellow color when I need to wet in a public place.

Now, I know you're saying, "But Gracey! How do you wet yourself if you constantly go commando?" Easy. I take panties with me in my purse when I leave the house. When the need hits, I find a restroom or private place, pop them on and bam, wet gratification. When I'm done, I slip them back off and they go back into the purse. They even have their own special little pocket. It's a system that works out quite well for me... unless the unexpected happens.

Back to the furniture showroom. That night, I hadn't expected to need a pee while I was out; I had gone before I left home, and I didn't think I would stay at the store for terribly long. So, I didn't bother taking a pair of panties with me. WELL. On the way there, I got caught in a highway traffic jam that added 45 minutes to my trip. Seriously, it was ridiculous how long we were all crawling down that stupid road! And when I finally got to the showroom, what should I see when I walk through the door? A large, noisy, decorative fountain. GREAT.

The power of suggestion can be very... well, powerful. I did my best to ignore the fountain; I moseyed around from section to section, looking at all the different chairs & sofas, all the while listening to the constant splashing of a never-ending waterfall. With the extra time it took to get here, combined with the stupid suggestive fountain, I started to feel that little tingle downstairs. Oh yes, it was time to pee again. And here I was without anything to wet.

Of course, I could have just forgot about my fetish that one time. I could have just sought out the ladies' restroom, lifted my skirt and taken care of business. I could have done what any average person would have done in my situation. But dammit, I'm not average! I have a sexy fetish, and I'm enthusiastic about it! How can I call myself a solid wetter if I don't jump at every opportunity? Right then, there was an opportunity that I was missing. I just needed to find it.

I was determined to find a way to wet myself that night. I took off to the ladies' restroom and looked around. All that was there were flimsy paper towels that wouldn't stand up to complete saturation. Nuts to that! I couldn't jam my skirt between my legs and wet that, because I still had to go back out through the store to my car. The solution was not in the restroom, so I gave my pussy a few rubs, and told myself it was time to be a little naughty.

I walked back into the showroom and looked around. Since the store was close to closing time, there weren't a lot of customers around. I then looked up at the ceiling; no security cameras. I guess they figured no one would try to steal big pieces of furniture, right? I darted around until I was sure no sales clerks were nearby, and then made my move.

I spotted a couch that had those soft plush coverings. Perfect for absorption! I gave one more look around to make sure; no one watching. I lifted my skirt, straddled the couch's arm rest, and pressed my pussy against the plush material. It felt really soft & comfy! I would have to remember that for future humpings. About this time, I was hearing that dumb fountain again, and the sound of the running water was messing with my head. Time for a wet!

I knew I would have to be quick here. I took a deep breath and bore down. My pee came rushing out, saturating the soft plush material of the arm rest, and my entire crotch along with it. And it felt so good! In just a few seconds I was done, and I immediately hopped off, readjusting my skirt. The arm rest had a dark stain on it, but it looked like the cover material absorbed all my pee. There were no puddles on the floor. Perfect! I zipped away from the scene of the crime, and no one saw me!

I ended up not buying a new chair that night. I wanted to leave before anyone discovered my indulgence. I hung around in my car though, masturbating to orgasm because that experience turned me on pretty hard! Ah well. Let that be a lesson to those that are serious about their fetish; never leave home unprepared.

[Adyguy6970 812]

Very nice. Thanks for sharing.

[Alfresco 11,000]

@SlickGracey that was super hot. So, hopefully you've now found that your two fetishes work well in harmony. Going commando in a suitable skirt means that you are always able to simply sit down somewhere, making sure that the skirt is out of the way and pee, allowing the pee to surround you with warmth and then soak away, leaving you to stand up and walk away without anyone noticing what you just did. You don't need to find a toilet, you don't need to put your knickers on and you don't need to take them back off and carry them around wet. I look forward to hearing where else you might try this. How about a bed shop, where you fold back the duvet on a display bed, sit on the bed as if you are testing it out, pee your hearts content into the sheet and mattress, then simply stand up, allowing your skirt to fall naturally around you and you hide the evidence with the duvet. I'd love to do something like that, but male clothing doesn't offer the same level of freedom.

[Sexismygod 1,762]

Great story, Slick. I'm not into wetting but do love a sneaky wee in a public place. It can be difficult .. having a cock can be inconvenient at times, lol. And mens' clothes aren't as convenient as a short skirt. But when I'm determined, I find a way and have managed to enjoy myself in any number of unexpected places.

I'd happily share a showroom sofa with you

[steve25805 121,223]

That was an awesome true tale, @SlickGracey .

I enjoyed reading that. :thumbsup:

[blushingblonde2 125]

That was hot. I love walking about with no panties on in super short skirts. Especially when there is a breeze blowing up my skirt. It makes it so easy to pee wherever you need to. I like sitting on a bench in my short full skirt, hitching it up and peeing through the slats in full view!

[Guest UnabashedUser]

That was hot. I love walking about with no panties on in super short skirts. Especially when there is a breeze blowing up my skirt. It makes it so easy to pee wherever you need to. I like sitting on a bench in my short full skirt, hitching it up and peeing through the slats in full view!

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Never pee through a screen door (you'll STRAIN your pussy) <wink>

Edited July 30, 2016 by UnabashedUser