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  1. This chapter is a retelling of the last chapter but from Tommy's perspective. When Tommy stepped into the bathroom, the first thing he did was listen closely. He could hear his sisters talking to the new girl but could not make out what they were saying. It didn’t matter. The first phase of his and Tammy’s plan was already in action. As he often did before taking a shower, Tommy stripped down to only his boxers. They were snug, especially in the mornings when his often painful erection stretched them out. He sat on the edge of the tub and adjusted his penis until it was pointi
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  2. Janice woke up to the sounds of her sister stirring in the bunk above her. She opened her eyes and looked around the room, cursing the sunlight peeking through the blinds. She could just barely see her sister Tammy’s legs hanging over the edge of the top bunk. A few seconds later she heard the expected sigh and then a clear stream of her sister’s pee dribbled down to the carpet below. Janice giggled. This was a common thing, but she was always amused by her sister’s various ways of relieving herself first thing in the morning. Janice snuggled deeper into her bed, pulling the covers over h
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  3. Disclaimer: The following story contains a scene of unprotected sex. If this does not appeal to you, please do not read any further. The characters in this story are all consenting adults with the ability to make responsible judgements. Unless you know your partner well, always be safe. After dropping some towels in the hallway floor, the girls returned to the front room of the house while Tommy went to his room to get dressed. Susan had taken her wet panties off and pulled her jeans up without them to go commando. She also had been quiet since the three of them had pissed in the hallway.
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  4. A little later while Denise was relaxing with a book, Starla knocked on her door. “Come in,” Denise said. She smiled both because it was humorous that her roommate still knocked on her door as if showing modesty, after everything they had been through together in such a short time, and because Starla had knocked just as Denise was feeling the need to pee. As soon as Starla opened her door, Denise opened her legs a bit and just let go. She was sitting under her covers, so Starla could not see. “What’s up?” Denise asked. She bit her lip as her flow increased and a soft hissing filled t
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  5. Tammy knew what she had seen. The mother had leaned forward and whispered something to the girl across from her, and the girl turned and looked directly at Tammy, smiled, then winked. Tammy was surprised when she felt her face get flushed, but she smiled back. Soon after, her brother and Susan returned, their faces also a bit flushed. She smiled at them but didn’t say anything because she was still thinking about the look the girl had given her and the wink. Kirby arrived with their burgers. Kirby’s version of the bronco burger was an all-beef patty, lettuce, tomato, cheddar cheese, onion
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  6. A few hours later, there was a knock at the door. After some cleaning and strategic use of Febreze, the house was ready for guests. If Janice had wanted the house cleaned more extensively, she could easily have called in a cleaner. But this should be sufficient for entertaining her coworker friend. Janice answered the door and there stood Susan. “Hey there!” Susan said, and the two hugged each other. Susan looked cute in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with a panda on it. As Susan stepped into the house, somewhere behind her Janice head footsteps. She turned to see her brother walking acros
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  7. The situation began as a mundane annoyance, one that was all too typical in big cities like Berkley, and I found myself mildly regretting my decision to go to college in such an urban area. Traffic had slowed to a crawl and then a literal stand-still as some unseen obstacle ahead of us created a bumper-to-bumper jam that stretched for what looked like a couple of miles, at least to our increasingly bored eyes. Fortunately, I was with my best friend Trina, so I knew that even in a situation like this, the dull moments wouldn't last long. Trina had a very dry sense of humor that was at its be
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  8. This is a story set in the 'Kaymala' world -- you should be able to read these in any order, but if interested the first episode is here, and the introduction of these characters is here. **************************** Camille had been in Kaymala a few days, and she thought she was starting to get a grasp on how the place worked. The Scandinavian island nation had a unique culture. A lot of the rules that most other cultures had developed around sex, nudity and urination just weren't followed by Kaymalans. However, that wasn't to say that Kaymala didn't have its own set of rules;
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  9. I am Wettingman, a 66 year old straight male. Since my early teens, when I discovered my own sexuality I found pee holding, desperation and eventual wetting arousing. For decades I thought this was for some reason my kink alone. It was not until the late 1990’s that I discovered pee forums on the internet, that I realized I was not alone. This was a great realization. Although I just discovered this site, I have been a member of various pee holding communities since then, about 20 years. I enjoy hearing, reading about or best of all seeing a female getting increasingly desperate, p
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  10. **This story is for all of us with busy lives that still carve out a little bit of time to indulge in some personal time. Enjoy!** The alarm clock startled Mary awake. She couldn't believe that it was already 5 am and another day was about to begin. She slowly crawled out of bed and headed off into their connected master bathroom. Her husband, Mark, was still snoozing as she seated herself on the toilet and released a stream of pee that splattered back against her thighs. As she sat, she recounted the night before. The sex had been out of this world. The kids had been sent off to her moth
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  11. Okey, that is a story I wrote for my ex gf, not too long ago... my first really long story, you can even see the writing developement within the parts, tho i have to change some things... most of them actually anyways, when I post it fully there are 8 parts of it, some longer and some shorter, many containing sex and are sometimes quite hard... i will mark them tho Let me know what you think, happy about every review 😊 The story is about a young couple, together for only a few weeks so they decide to spend the friday evening together by taking a walk in the woods,
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  12. Ahahahahahahaah!!! Anyway, with that light, is a masterpiece
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  13. And this too This girl is impossibly beautiful, with such light this pic is so romantic!!! You shall love the comment of the author about this pic then : "Those 2 guys in the very back dug into their pockets and offered cash on the spot for our photos. We politely declined. I guess we weren’t as sneaky as we thought we were 😉 " There's another one of the same girl I think (but not upskirt, so I didn't post it in the first place) :
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  14. i found you at Fet Life via a link in another pee lover's profile. i've been more and more interested in it lately, both as a submissive and as a little, not really a diaper lover, but lack of control and desperation wetting and from a golden showers perspective. i'm really hoping to find some dominant and/or mommy/daddy types to chat with.
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  15. A narrative delicatesse that indeed struck some chord deep down in me A marvellous story, short, to the point, and weirdly full-frontal in its erotism Compliments man...
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  16. And this too This girl is impossibly beautiful, with such light this pic is so romantic!!!
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  17. This too ahahahaha
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  18. This happens to me quite often ahahahaha!!!
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  19. And there's plenty more : https://archive.fo/hedYi
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  20. Holy shit this is driving me crazy!!!! Look at that… everything!!! You will like the others from the same set then : If you like the girl, here's her instagram : https://www.instagram.com/sushiixhyvette/ You will find plently of her if you Google her name : Sushii Xhyvette
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  21. Never feel under pressure It creates falses/impossible self-imposed standards in your unconscious and destroys the happiness of writing Explore the forum and take your time We all love you here
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  22. Thanks! I don't write much but I try and put a little effort into it when I do! Maybe I'll start working on something else soon!
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  23. *** Part One can be found >>here<< Part Two can be found >>here<< *** We sat and talked as we resumed our journey, laughing about our wee outside. I guess that's the real reason they call it the great outdoors, because it feels really great! Sarah seemed the happiest of the group, clearly having enjoyed her relief. Before we knew it 45 minutes had passed and we stopped at a service station to stretch our legs, get something nice to drink and have a wee. Just as we were climbing off the bus the driver said “You have fifteen minutes, make sure you go t
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  24. The siblings and Susan spent some time cleaning up the furniture cushions and floor as best they could and spraying some Febreze to cover the slight smell. Janice led Susan to her room to help her find some clothes. Both women had a similar figure, a little round in the bottom with curvy thighs and breasts to match. Janice smiled as she found a low-cut silver shirt with some kind of sparkly design on it and a short black skirt. She handed these to Susan. “Do you need panties?” Janice asked. Susan smirked. “That depends on how short the skirt is. I don’t want be flashing my lady bits
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  25. I bet there's some girls on a period fetish forum giggling about what they did and why they did it, but on that same forum a girl found a puddle of piss in the corner of a library or something and is talking about how gross it is 😂
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  26. What the heck is taking Tammy so long?” Susan asked. Tommy chuckled. “Well, what took us so long?” he said. “You don’t think…?” “I do,” he said. “Two of those girls from the table over there left around the same time as Tammy, so my guess is they’re either in the bathroom messing around or in the hallway. Or they may be in Kirby’s office, which is probably where he and Janice fooled around.” He laughed and Susan smiled. “I’m feeling kind of jealous,” she said. She was feeling more than just jealous. As they sat there, she was picturing what might be going on between Tammy a
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  27. Yes I mean a Firefox theme, sorry for not being more clear. I can't remember the name of it off the top of my head but it's definitely a browser thing rather than site. Strangely it's only in the title input box. The post body displays fine while typing! I figured it was done automatically by the browser but I thought I'd ask anyway. I think it's because of Firefox because I don't believe I had the same issue on Chrome, windows. Thanks anyway!
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  28. Janice walked to their usual table and right away noticed the smirk on both Tommy and Tammy’s faces. She ignored them, though, and sat down next to Tammy. “You’ll never guess what just happened,” Janice said. “Oh, that’s probably not true,” Tammy said and she giggled. “Shut up,” Janice said, elbowing her. “Seriously, though.” As she started to share the story, Janice looked over and saw four girls who seemed to resemble the four she heard and saw in the bathroom. If they were the same, she was correct about the one. She was definitely older, maybe 40+, and looked very motherly b
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  29. Yes I have I love it especially when its busy.
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  30. Janice was fortunate to have a private office. It was her father’s, and since she was the only one with a job that required her to work from home, as well, she easily inherited it. There was everything you would expect from a home office: desk, office chair, computer, file cabinets, and there was also a vinyl couch and a recliner. Janice remembered that on her father’s busiest days he would sleep in his office and take power naps in the late afternoons. She also remembered that he rarely left the room to use the bathroom. Janice had walked in on him on several occasions and caught him in the a
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  31. As we settled in to our bed for the night, myself on the now wet mattress on the floor, Jennifer on the couch, and Tara on the other couch, we decided we weren’t quite ready to go to sleep yet. “Well, girls,” Tara said, “I’ve been sharing stories all night. I think it’s your turn. Cassie, you first since you’re the lucky one who gets the mattress.” “What do you want me to talk about?” I asked “Wetting, of course,” she said. “Surely tonight isn’t the first time for you.” It wasn’t, but I didn’t say anything yet. “Come on, spill it.” I bit my lip and thought. “Well, there was
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  32. Hi guys. Here is my first attempt at a peeing fantasy. It took me way longer than I expected, and I even feel kinda overloaded out and meh, after all the time I spent on this. Enjoy! Claire's parents were always arguing, and it was keeping her up at night. This even resulted in her failing her final year at school. Her teachers could only urge her to try her best, but even they realised that she wasn't exactly put under the best circumstances. So one day her mum, Sally, suggested that she go to a boarding school (The School of Working on Education and Excellence ), that way she can sleep
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  33. “Okay, you have to tell us more,” Jennifer begged. We were working our way through another round of drinks when she said this, and she nearly spilled her drink with excitement. Tara laughed. “Well, what do you want me to tell?” “Anything,” Jennifer said, “about you and Danielle. What else did you do?” “Well,” Jennifer said, “I can tell you about this little ladies night thing, kind of like what we’re doing right now. When I say little, I mean it was like five of us. It was about a month after our night in the dorm room and by this point, as I said, we had become more adventurous
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  34. *** Not my best work by any means but I hope you enjoy it!*** “I can’t believe you!” Chloe hissed as I pulled out my pocket mirror. “We’re running late now, you’re lucky he didn’t leave without you. You have no idea how much begging I’ve had to do tonight! And why wasn’t you answering your phone?!” “Sorry, I fell asleep in the bath.” I started applying my makeup, it wasn’t going to be anything fancy tonight. A little foundation, some blusher, maybe some mascara if I had time. I wasn’t going to look my best but on the other hand, Chloe looked gorgeous. She was wearing a little
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  35. *** Not my finest piece of work, but the first installment in since 2014. My writing style has changed but I hope you enjoy! Part One can be found >>here<< Part Two can be found >>here<< Part Three can be found >>here<< *** My walk home was pretty uneventful, I passed a few people along the way and couldn’t help but smile, wondering if they had ever wet themselves in dark clothing and walked home just like I was. My black shorts hid everything but I could still feel the familiar wetness, it was giving me a thrill. My house was o
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  36. *** I originally posted these on Peesearch in 2014 and have decided to continue the series. My writing style has changed since then as you may see in part four, but I felt it was necessary to post the previous parts here for it to make sense. *** 2:30PM. We had just pulled in at the Sunshine Vale Sports Center for our volleyball game, It had been a three hour journey and I really needed to stretch my legs, and pee. With it being a hot day I had finished my litre of water in no time at all. I had extras in my bag but they were for the game. I was accompanied by Michelle, K
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  37. WARNING: This story contains some mother/daughter wetting together scenes. If you find that sort of thing incestuous, please read no further. Otherwise, enjoy. Being a stay-at-home housewife certainly has its challenges. For starters, I do most of the cleaning around the house. This isn't easy with a son (18), a daughter (21), and a husband. However, being a housewife comes with its advantages, as well. I get a lot of time to myself. My husband travels a lot for his career, and my children are both in school full time, my son a senior in high school and my daughter in her second year of be
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  38. Not quite as much action here, but necessary to pull the plot along. Hope you enjoy. After thoroughly soaking their beds, Sara and Faith got up and both smiled at each other. “You’re soaked,” Sara said as she looked at Faith’s nearly transparent cami and shorts that were once light blue and now were much darker with wetness. “You’re naked,” Faith said, giggling. “Yeah, I just didn’t know if I would sleep well in wet clothes.” “Liar,” Faith said, giggling again and winking. “Okay, so I wanted to know what it would feel like to sle
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  39. For anyone who may have missed me, I've decided to host all my erotic fiction on Literotica, largely because my interests have diversified a bit. The peeing fetish is still important, but it's nowhere near the monopoly it once was. I've written a whole series of breastfeeding stories, and I've also written a couple stories about a family of women who have no qualms about masturbating or having sex in front of each other. In fact, that seems to be the common thread running through all of my fetishes, namely the manifestation of non-sexual relationships in unusually intimate ways that can eas
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  40. Next part is here, comments and critiques welcome. ------------------------------------------------- Emma took a second to think, "Let me see if I remember this right." Aliyah and rose both stared at her in curiosity. After a few seconds Emma snapped. "Oh right! So, as you know my parents are so called big shots in the corporate world and would and continue to throw lavish dinner parties for the other so called big shots from around the world. You know, the fancy suit and tie with slow boring music, stiff people and stiffer drinks." Emma started. "I had just been Expelled from my thi
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  41. Dear Wet Carpet, I’m not sure how many of your readers travel, but if they do I’m sure they know the frustration of a full bladder while you’re on the road and have a deadline. But how many of them know this frustration combined with a very active bladder? My name is Janice and I am 39 and work as a financial consultant for a firm I will not name. But we have branches in 17 of the 50 states in the U.S. and I often have to drive to all of them because the company does not have the extra expenses to fly me anywhere. I don’t mind, though, as I have been through some beauti
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  42. Welcome to my first try at writing a story, I'll apologize here for all spelling and grammar mistakes, because I am not an english native speaker. To be clear, this story was inspired by "Lindsey and Maeby" and some similar stories and became pretty long. Longer than I thought, and it takes a while until it gets to the interesting stuff and if you like the story there will be more parts without the who-is-who-blahblah. I also have to mention that this story contains an erotic Mother-Daughter relationship for those who aren't into this stuff or have problems with stuff like that. Prologue
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  43. Disclaimer: This story is fictional, but based somewhat on truth. I am not the narrator. A few nights ago I woke from a dream that left me with an almost painful erection. In the dream, my wife and I were walking somewhere at night and she wasn't wearing pants. She was walking ahead of me as I admired her panty-clad bottom, round and shapely. She looked over her shoulder at me, smiling, flirting. Then she turned around and gasped as I heard a hiss and her panties filled with warm pee. My alarm interrupted the dream and I opened my eyes to see my massive erection almost poking throu
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  44. For anyone who's into pooping as well as peeing (or at least for whom the former won't ruin the latter), here's a story I wrote on Literotica that's basically my usual style, except of course that #2 is involved in addition to #1. Nanobotic Toilets
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  45. It's been a minute since I last posted an installment, my hard drive crashed so I've been without a computer for a while. Sorry for the delay. Here is a short part until I get back into posting on a regular basis. I'm kind of drunk right now, fuck it let's get started. --------------------------- "And the principle never found out!??!" Rose asked. Both her and Emma were staring wide eyed at Aliyah, her story of pissing all over the starwell after the math test still fresh in their minds. "Nope, we were graduating that friday so I didn't see him again until he handed me my diploma. He ga
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  46. This will be my first real contribution here, so I hope you get the same rush out of this fantasy of mine that I do. I'm a guy, but it's written from a female perspective, so I hope I did well. --------------------------- Hi! My name is Ophelia. I'm a stout but well-proportioned and apparently curvy half-Asian/half-Latina college girl. I'm 19, and I guess you could call me a bit of a geek. I graduated from high school summa cum laude and wear a rather cliché'd pair of glasses with little or no make-up. My fashion sense is relatively simple, usually consisting of faded blue jeans, a tu
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  47. Back again with the next part of the story. Hope you enjoy! Part Five: Emma's House ------------------------------------ Aliyah, Emma and rose had been working together for a few weeks now and were getting along very well. Emma was happy to hear about Aliyah and Rose's pee habits and immediatly started taking part. Friday night Emma invited Rose and Aliyah over to her house. While all three girls got along great, the friendship between Aliyah and rose with Emma was still new, and they were curious to learn more about her. Later that night Rose picked up Aliyah from her apartment and
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  48. If you've been following along, you already know about my "adventurous" camping trip with my friends Savannah, Sandy, and Cara. We learned a lot about each other on that trip in just a few days. We learned that we all enjoy wetting ourselves, even though a few of us had a little more experience with it than others. I told the girls about how mine started after my husband left. But I didn't tell them everything. As I said in my story, after the divorce I was struggling. There were nights when I missed my ex-husband so much, both emotionally and sexually, that I either cried, masturbated, or b
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