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Long commute home this morning with too much coffee. Made a bee line for the shed and left a respectable puddle!

The Sweetest Summer Job On the second Saturday of June, Brenden's father stood in his bedroom doorway trying to awaken him. “Brenden wake up, you gotta be at work in an hour. I said get your ass up, now!” The young man, three months past his 18th birthday and having just graduated high school the previous week, reluctantly arose from bed at the barking of his dad, less than eager to begin his summer job. He continued, “Boy, don't you embarrass me by being late to work on your first day, you're lucky Uncle Gipp needed extra hands this summer, now let's go. Gonna learn the meaning of

My name is Ashlyn, and one of the more defining traits is the ability to pee wherever I want to, whether people approve or not. Naughty peeing is my thing, it started real young when I used to pee in the hallways of my school when no one was looking, to peeing under a computer desk in the library in college, and finally to me today. Toilets are over rated, I just feel it's much more fun and thrilling to simply stand or squat in the middle of my living room and relieve myself. Sure, not everyone will agree with me, but really? Why should I care lol. Most of it happens on my own carpet, after be

Hope PeeInDetail will come back in some form or another. Fingers crossed!

Hi everyone, this will be something of a multi-chapter story, I think. Basically just an idea that's been floating around in my head for some time. I'll probably publish here and there when I have the free time, and I won't be taking it mega seriously in terms of editing to make it really "literary" or super fleshed out. Just want to have some fun with this! Please let me know in comments or replies what you think or what you might like to see! Chapter One Breakdown Madison and I have been friends forever. Well, maybe not, but it really feels that way. In reality, it’

So my best friend calls me this morning and asks, since i had the day off and before I leave for my trip, she's engaged you see and since I am her maid of honor, to go out in old MTL for late lunch and talk about it. It started out we had parked the car and got free parking. The attendee was smilling the whole time, we even got free parking which we saved $18 So we decided to walk at the old port before going to eat, because she had brought a small joint. So we are already high walking around and go to the terasse resto that we planned on going. Ordered one memosa each and a picher

The third and fourth readings are still HOT!

Oh my @Brutus, this story deserves more than HOT! but there is no mark that HI. This will have me throbbing all day with sexual thoughts. WOW!

I don't believe you can get rid of a fetish. I do believe that it can be repressed to the point where you almost forget from day to day that it's in you. It also depends on how strong the fetish is to you. I have many fetishes, but a lot of them have faded over the years because I stopped indulging them to a high degree, for whatever reason. They are still there though and every so often I go searching for them online like revisiting an old friend. I would say that my pee fetish has become stronger since being on this forum, simply because prior to finding it, I had no one to discuss it with,

Very likely she secretely is, which is even hotter

Fetish and perversion are two different things a perversion is when a class of desire becomes the hole through which anguishes and problems found expulsion is not safe, and can be diminished by eliminating the original problem that chose the fetish as its puppet a fetish which is not a perversion is a desire that is not used by an uncoscious problem as a puppet, thus is not destructive this is very important: a powerful twisted desire and a DESTRUCTIVELY powerful twisted desire are NOT one and the same, NOR they aimply are the envenomed form of one another: no family car re

I don't think iot's possible to get rid of any fetish. Though, if there's a way, let me know - I'm interested.

I work for some airlines, and just clearing up that airlines won't let you use the toilets (that i'm aware of) during refuelling and will also tell you that you shouldn't have your seatbelts on and no smoking. This is because if there is any emergencies during the refuelling phase, all passengers need to be evacuated as soon as possible and if everyone was busy with unbuckling the seatbelts or in the toilets, etc, it would cause chaos trying to get everyone out. Side note: I'd find it really hard to pretend not to be aroused if one of our lady passengers just pissed on the floor of our p

https://www.dumpert.nl/mediabase/7480547/eff67595/zeiken_aan_boord.html Crazy stuff

@Brutus Holy motherfucking shit!!! I got wet Brutus, and is all your fault ahahahahahahaah!!! Not only hot that way, nor pissing that way, but also with an OST like that?! You know how to make me slobber down there man...

Chapter 5 I watched Maddie like a hawk all evening. Not once more did she say she had to pee all evening. And by the time night and bedtime rolled around, she showed no signs of needing again. Midnight came and went and I was getting tired. Maddie was dozing, half in and half out of sleep so I tried to take the opportunity to slip away to my own bed. But her hand closed around my wrist when I moved the covers. “Sleep with me...” “H...huh?” I gasped, thanking god for the dim lights that she wouldn’t see my blush. “Stay. Sleep with me. It’ll be like a sleepover. Like

Chapter 4 The best thing about my flatmate is that she’s not afraid to be herself. She isn’t one of those girls that chooses salad and water for every meal. She’s a steak and three sides with a dessert for a chaser sort of girl. I only have to look at a piece of cheesecake and I put on half a stone. Maddie could have the whole thing with cream and ice cream and still not gain an ounce. Even now, as worn down and exhausted as she was, she still shovelled down the Indian takeaway (my idea) with admirable gusto. It was like she was a machine - mouthful of food, mouthful of drink, repeat ad I

Chapter 3 When I returned home later that day, the house was still and quiet. Maddie was asleep, snoring gently, exactly where I left her. The covers hid her modesty as I had left her with her shorts still around her thighs in case she needed a wee while I was gone and she couldn’t get her shorts down. I gingerly lifted the covers to inspect any damage. Towel was dry. Trying not to look so long at her perfect little mound, I covered her back up again. The movement woke her and she stirred. “Hello sleepybear,” I grinned, sitting at the edge of the bed. “Hey,” she sm

Chapter Two Of all the things I expected to be doing to take care of somebody, this was not one I had ever considered. “Alright, Mads. Let’s get this sorted.” Maddie was a meticulously tidy person normally - a place for everything and everything in its place sort of girl - but one thing I never got done telling her was leaving towels on the floor. Rather than dry herself in our cramped bathroom, Maddie preferred wrapping herself up in a towel and getting ready in her own room. Often, she left towels on the floor. And thankfully for me, one was lying balled up in the cor