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Very sad news. Again it brings it home what a community we have here - when one hurts, many hurt and when one grieves many feel the grief too. RIP Wetman

Extremely sad news. Whilst we don't have 'official' confirmation at this point, it is almost certainly the case. A genuinely kind person who will be greatly missed by many, myself included.

@Brutus I understand your advice, but the thing is not that way, allow me to explain To me sluttiness has nothing to do with sexual activity and is not a need I cannot accept to see the Human Being in fetters It is the core of my Path, I have endured things that could make a Marine crap his pants because I believe in this, I am possessed by this, to the point of phisical martyrdom You (NOT you Brutus obviously, you pronoun) try to put me in fetters, you even subtly reek of desiring it, I will chew your throat away even with tied hands, just

I often get home too tired to undress and shower before going to bed. Especially after clubbing when I get in at five and have to be up by seven. Going to bed tired is always a bad thing for me because I find it hard to resist the temptation to just do at least a little wee in the bed before I go to sleep. One memorable night which wasn't a clubbing night I had been out for a friday evening soirée at a wine bar wearing my ball gown for a change. It is nice to wear something that is not black when I go out, and my turquoise ball gown which I inherited from my auntie was quite a contra

Ok this will be offensive I know, and for once I don’t care I am angry as fuck Last Saturday I went to a club, and I paid big money to be there Ok, making long things short, no chances of table dancing, no girls to mate out with, they were all with a boyfriend or simply desponding, during a WHOLE fucking night I couldn’t hook up with anybody nor even piss somewhere are there were bouncers and cctvs EVERYWHERE I had some kind of breaking point, fueled by a personal and terribly complicated crisis I had on Friday (that anywa

Wazzzup everyone! This is a true story, last saturday, i had a stag party to go to which we were downtown bar hopping right. And late at night, we were about 3 guys that went between buildings to pee next to a dumpster. Really not long after, 5 drunky women showed up and asked us if we can share spots, what am I suppose to say, no? Anyways, i tried being discrete but one said, no peaking and as a joke as i went to say sonething like, i didn't want them aiming at my head, one shouted out, wtf your pissing on my shoe, so my joke got disregarded. I took a second glance and there was nice la

Being a newbie here I didn't know Wetman, but anyone who has touched so many of the good people here must have been a fine man indeed. RIP

Just once I got to exactly the PNR. Instead of getting the contractions and pumping out the ejaculate, my ejaculate just oozed out the end of my penis. What a strange feeling. I was never able to duplicate the feat. DARN!

First of all, THANK YOU In second place, I agree with you, is a matter of But indeed So, just like I did, Others could have, am I wrong? I know I should never push people for the goals they missed to conquer, but here is not a matter of goals, is a matter of freedom And I do not likes all these girls acting like nuns Normality suffocates me Sometimes it seems people just don't understand this

Rarely see you pussy photos, very sexy, really want to see you pee

There is somekind of "downtown" near where I live… and sometimes I saw girls pissing down the streets there…

Thanks for the words you spent, it means a lot to me... I will soon post a new chapter… For the darker turn, it's complicated I do not wanna make it gloomy, it's still a porn story But I want to communicate to everybody what I know and feel and perceive, that shadows hide gates to other worlds, and that the night is a living being older than Time, and that the wild Nature of some places of the world (Scotland is one) has definitely "something", and obscurity and rain and mist and rocks, are not simple unanimated things, not on a general stance, and not there

The rain washed streets held little remorse from the rancour of the pounding heavens, the boom of thunder echoing heavily away before being swallowed by the foothills of the mighty Kilendarth Mountains. The city of Trenasruine was the Farth Kingdom’s second largest after the capital and commanded a critical conjunction of trading routes on the way to neighbouring domains. Beyond the Kilendarths there had issued rumours of a strange fortress that had appeared out of nowhere, crossing the realms between magic and the mundane. Such stories were accompanied by tales of amazon women who exposed the

@spywareonya you never cease to amaze me. These chapters are so skillfully written, I love it.

I have a VPN already. It gives useful protection for many other things, for example accessing your bank account via hotel internet, or reading your mail in an internet cafe. It costs less than one pound per week.

@Brutus Allow me to excuse and better express myself I meant that a girl whoring it out is what they want to PARTY My deepest nature is the one I deployed when PMing with you, my deep and loving respect for people's fights, for people's soul That is the love I share with Alex and is also tender and caring and romantic So yes I absolutely agree with you, it was my fault to miss proper explaination And for the turmoil over a world I cannot control, I don't believe in control, I believe in STIRRING I want a free world, and the funny t

@spywareonya Okay I understand your view of sluttiness better now. It is freedom, pure and simple. Believe it or not, men do want more than women just whoring it out. Of course your ass will be photographed if you're shaking it atop a table, the environment calls for it, same as photos of the trees and landscape will be called for on a hike through mountains and dense forest. Affection is what men desire from women. Affection and affirmation. Most men define their worth according to female validation. Incels are miserable, not because they want a whore to cum in and throw away, but b

Well I've read that in some Nordic countries with growing Muslim populations, the governments are terrified and women are responding by reigning in their sexual behavior. If you happen to live in such a country, that may explain why the sluttiness is disappearing. It could indeed be a form of political correctness manifesting. In the states, I can tell you that political correctness is reaching destructive heights, but here it is shaming male sexuality and encouraging female sexuality. We even have slut walks here, and men are almost at the point of being called rapists at birth. So that's wha

There were so many things that happened with that girl. I couldn't remember all of them at any one time. I wrote many into different accounts but am left with some odds and ends that aren't part of any account already posted. I will convey some here as I recall them. Carol Anne's standard dress code was a short skirt or dress and almost always, no panties. She liked to pee easily as it was part of her frequent sex game agenda and no panties made it very simple. Not to say she never peed in panties. She did but she rarely did when she was not home so she could change them before they becam

So super long story short, my absence form the website is because I traveled somewhere on an airplane and came back yesterday😂😂 Yesterday I had a 6 hour layover in the airport and because of my headache I had been drinking some fluids but not a crazy amount because I wanted to have some holding capacity in my bladder. Soon however an ice thunderstorm happened (I didn't even know those could happen) and soon my flight was delayed an hour and a half. I waited and waited while sipping on my water and when they finally started to board, I went to the bathroom so I would have as long as possib

i did my 7th day i work the till again and i carried the boxes and stuff to the storage room 😀

Wetman and I for a time exchanged private communications and he was indeed a sensitive soul with a deep well of caring and compassion. I shall never forget how - when Kevin died - he put tremendous effort into ensuring that he wasn't just forgotten, and trawled the internet trying to find out as much as possible because he cared so deeply for his memory. He communicated with me often at that time about this. Wetman was genuinely troubled that there was no mention of Kevin's passing on any other sites he frequented, and he made sure that Kevin got a mention and was remembered here. I

I wrote these a long time ago. Stored on floppy disk for quite a while!

I don't really now if this counts, but a while ago I was in a bus coming home from work and really had to pee. I tried to hold it until I reached my house but unfortunately the bus ride was quite long and the pressure on my bladder grew unexpectedly fast. Eventually I had to take a decision because I had no intention on wetting myself. So I pulled out my penis and peed on the seat next to me. The relief was amazing but I had to try and keep everything secret. Luckily the bus was more empty than full so it was a bit easier, even though there were quite a few splashing sounds to hear. However, I

This is the THIRD chapter, Page 1 got the first two!!! The two were walking home from the pub. The road went along the shore for a while, and they couldn’t miss to look toward the Loch. The Blackness of waters and that of the moonless sky merged as one. All of a sudden, a freezing wind blowed in the summer night, just for a while, but they shivered, and couldn’t fail to realize humans just like to think they know the world, but around them stretches endlessly the cold embrace of an infinite whose every shadow was the rabbit hole for a Wonderland of horrors and marvels.

Does anyone practice Edging regularly? Solo or with partner. If with partner who calls the pause before PNR (point of no return)

Hi everyone, Since I left back in November, I've accumulated some stories to share. As they happened, I took notes in my phone to make sure details weren't forgotten. Some are pee related, which I'll post here, and others are sightings, conversations and situations that aren't pee related that I'll post under the 'Sex and Porn' area. This one is about a coworker's daughter that I heard pee recently. About a month ago, she came in to have her mother sign some forms she needed for college. It was late in the day and everyone was getting off work soon. This girl is blonde, vibrant

Chapter 1 – New year’s day January 1st 2001 03:30 GMT and now there could be no doubt that this was the 3rd millennium. As Tanya stood on her doorstep in her long black skirt and white jumper locking the door she had to decide. Could she go through with her New Year resolution? In some ways it seemed now a bit silly but no, it had been thought out thoroughly and as she looked back at the event that had started the process off she carefully prepared herself.... It was in August when she had emerged from the ladies loo on the other side of her building from her office t

Today i saw something amazing the snow is gone where i live and it was really nice weather so i decided to take my bike and ride in the woods well i had been going for about 15min and i was going slow since there was a lot of roots and the road was bumpy anyway i see ahead of me a girl squating between some trees and she hadn't noticed me so i quietly stoped my bike and started wallking i didin't want to stand still because if she would see me standing still staring it wouldn't be good and she was peeing a really hard stream i could hear it even tho i was about 8m away it was a loud "PSSSSHHHH

So kind of a funny story from last night! I went to bed after a super long day wearing only a longish flowy T-shirt. It’s only me and the hubby, so no need to be fully clothed. Fast forward a few hours, I wake up with raging heart burn. The kind that’ll keep you up all night if you don’t take care of it. So I get up, slip my flip flops on, heading to the medicine cabinet & I kinda feel like I have to pee. No big deal. But! I can’t find my meds and realize I’ve left them in the car. So I head outside, in only my T-shirt and flip flops (we live at the end of the street) and it’s cool out. So

I like to do this over a long period, like on the weekend. Edging , peeing a bit, edging a bit more and just keep easing off for a while. One night was doing this for hours, when I finally went to bed intending to finish off, just the touch of the sheets started exactly what you described, its only happened to me when I've been peeing and playing for a long time.

Well, I have been busy and suffering from a cold I am recovering from so not on my best. So apart from that story for her I have not reached out to her. I will attempt to do so for the first time tonight though without anticipating a response. As for the ritual, it sounds a bit scary if I must be honest. I have in the past conjured dark influences into my life through fucking about with Ouija boards, and the idea of summoning something that feels sinister in any way is a little bit daunting. It involves putting a lot of trust in things I don't understand. Will think about that some m

Do you want a pee on it?

https://www.eroprofile.com/m/videos/view/ME-peeing-in-the-toilet-12

Oh my goodness - this is amazing. I have read the Legends of the Fel chapters that are out there on Literotica many, many times over the years. This is completely new and fantastic. I eagerly await whatever comes next.

@Paulypeeps wonderful account thanks, the thought of you just mingling in the bar with pee running down your legs is lovely. Also as someone who's only recently discovered the pleasure of peeing in bed I definitely enjoyed your description of that xx

You guys saved my life

Wow thats hot as fuck, i love it haha

I was gonna ask if your friends ever notice how you don't visit the bathroom hahaha

I understand your concern but I suppose it is some kind of political message There are people out there who would do much worse than simply disagreeing with a girl taking her expectant girlfriend to maternity That kind of TV adverts are about that, to ease the wall between new typologies of family and people much much more headlong than you are Disagreeing is a polite action There are some people out there that would jail (or beat) girls like that They shut up to avoid social shaming but inside their privacy they really hate diversity So these adverts are m

Well I do look forward to the many chapters that hopefully you write. If the storyline takes a dark turn iam ok with that

Same thing for me, I have been to house parties. I once ended up peeing with my friend on the side of the house because there was a line up in the house. As in another one party, I ended up peeing in their pool and know one knew the difference.

Hey all, this one is inspired by one of the video posted in this forum. I forgot what's the title. The video was about a guy being interviewed and his interviewer ended up peeing in front of him. I hope you liked my spin on it. ==================== I walked confidently into large wooden doors at the corner of the office. I knocked on the door and heard a reply, "Come in." I entered her room and there she was, Julia Montgomery, the CEO of the private wealth management company that I am interviewing for. She stood up from behind her desk and walked toward me, elegant and self-assured.

Mmmh… I hope that as long as the replies go slightly offtopic and then get back in touch with the thread quite soon nobody got on the bad side of rules... is just a consequence of normal communication… one thing leads to another I personally never saw that much spam around to be sincere... ...but I'll look out, and be careful myself not to make mistakes

Hmm I'd say a natural squat would be almost a metre if I'm bursting and able to lean really far back. If I'm holding my labia open, probably 1.5 / 2 metres? Sometimes with the right pressure I can really spray. Although most of the time my wees just point straight down 😞

Whats the farthest distance you have ever peed?

I like the variation in wees we can have 🙂 Sometimes my wee can be a gentle trickle, sometimes it's a nice hiss or sometimes it blasts out like a firehose haha

felt naughty last night. so yay for you. 😇