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Her new jeep was soooo coooool!!! She could feel the breeze on her porcelain skin and the night was so dark and mysterious… She adored the night, altough it wasn’t so safe since the Arrival. The foulest creatures imaginable (and many completely unimaginable) were hunting for food, or simply for the twisted pleasure of the kill. She pushed on the gas, the engine roared, it was magnificent. She lifted an asscheek and farted, the vibration reverberating on the leather seat. She exploded in laughter: “This is Fart&Furious, bitches!!!” and speeded even faster on the deserted lane. Wa

Ok now that you know her quite a bit, let's go with the first chapter!!! Nancy woke up. It was such a sweeeet lovely day uuuuuuuh she got out from the bedpans and the sun was soooo warm. She was just wearing her sexy nightdress only, all black and red silk, but with embroidments in violet, people considered it a bit silly, but it just felt great in the complexity. She opened the window and yelled Hi!!! at the world. Inhuman eerie growlings came from below her window, surely some monster was chewing some humans, oh such kinky creatures, sneaking up from manholes to catch p

Lucy was in German class with me. A culture freak extraordinaire, she was a super dork. Whenever she spoke up to answer, everyone cringed because she would have a lengthy, intellectual answer… irrelevant and annoying to all but Lucy and the teacher. She had looks though – more than adequate to cover all her quirks and flaws. Standing about 5’ 6” she was slender with over half her height made up of a gorgeous pair of legs. She wore an abnormal percentage of short skirts, undoubtedly because she looked great in them. Ever-so-slightly bronzed skin and silky, straight dark brown hair. A perfectly

The Young brave boy

The daugher

Now the family: I wanted them to be realistic, good looking and sex yet more out of a "healthy" and "vigorous" natura rather than sophisticated look. It's a post-apocalyptic world afterall The MILF

...and finally the crazy blackster with BIGGER axe

The madman with the axe

And now, antagonists and miscellanea The gangster Nancy "sucks" in the house

Sexy Nancy

@steve25805 @Peefreak99 (you in particular should check this chapter and the following ones) @Riley @Sweets @Chicklover99 @will64 @Paulypeeps I took the decision some times ago to notify of new chapter those people who reacted to previous stories, because if they liked it I think they have the right to be notified when other chapters come I add three people who hadn't yet checked the previous story, because I know that they would have if they were online: @Brutus @speedy3471 You two guys, please check the thread in its entirety and you'll

The sexy @MissAutumn and her partner are the inspiration for this story, but it is a work of fiction and I have chosen to make both characters female. …………………………………………. Dear Wet Carpet. My name is Lucy and my partner is called Charlotte. I'm bi and Charlotte is a lesbian. We live in sunny California but travel around a bit. I'm British but Charlotte is an American. We both work in Silicon Valley, a couple of gals doing well in a male-dominated industry. I'm a big breasted, brown eyed brunette, Charlotte is a busty blue eyed blonde. We are both in our late 20s. And we have a

Straight from @likesToLick this masterpiece pic greatly fitting in this Arrival world!!!

The other potential way. You can pick your favourite (only she hasn't wings)

This is one of the two potential ways I imagined Nancy for how she really is

THIS is a preview of the story overall feeling and atmosphere

Spent sometime with a close female friend of mine, whose birthday it was. I turned her out. She loves urinating on me. Every time she has to pee, I come to mind. I went by to see her, early in the morning, about 8:10am. I had mentioned to her that I wanted that strong, morning piss so I had hopped she remembered. As much as she enjoys using me for a lavatory I was confident she would remember. I arrived, equipped with a large 9 foot by 12 foot sheet of clear plastic I purchased from Home Depot in the paint section. After a little while of talking I pulled it out of my pocket and gav

Ok guys and ladies, this is my first and most important recontact with the forum. This story is bizarre. Absolutely crazy. It is the most intimate thing you'll ever get from me, an actual trip within my closest secrets and toughts, a voyage within my mind. I started writing these stories as a self-therapy so you can imagine how intimate and sincere they are. There are some things I must warn you before starting. First: chapters are short so to make people more willing to read them, and they will flow as I have already written many of them, but not too quick, I want people to interact with

So... you got out of your car and found an sunglass case on the grass near the curb. The single word on the case is "Fantasy". You toss them on the seat then at home you take them out and try them on. Your apartment looks like a mansion. Your image in the mirror is way better than you are normally met with. Take the glasses off... everything pops back to real world. Put them on... fantasies. Your wildest are possible with these shades... Let the fantasies roll. I'll start off.

Hi everybody. First of all, forgive me for being away for so long. Finding myself after this last fight with my family had been hard. Even more because of work. I cannot hide I've changed. I'm different. Silly as before, even more loving, maybe. But also darker. Not in a blatant way. In a personal, solemn way. I did many things of which I cannot speak, which until just a few months ago I knew were only theorically available to somebody who followed my Path, but now I have within my memories and my cells the experience of doing them for real. My attitude in piss pranks indeed became slight

I changed into my swim trunks, a tee shirt and sandals and headed out the door for the beach. No need to carry anything else… I had “the glasses.” It was a cool cloudy day and there was not much happening on the beach. I put my magic glasses on and the sky cleared and the temperature rose 15 degrees. Nearby was a party of college kids or maybe young twenty-somethings. Not a bad view as the girls were pretty hot and barely dressed (“a very fitting combination” I thought). I looked down at the sand for my towel and there was none. Then I spied a lovely little cabana with a sign over

This is one of the features of the "new" me I am… more in touch with the predator within me, and it's not laughable. I voyaged in the depths of my consciousness as part of the therapy to get rid (at least partially) of the abuses I suffered as a child. I came to think that violence was Always bad, hating it since I suffered it But now, I realized it is bad only when utilized for a negative goal (like my family abusing me). Elsewhere, is part of Nature, and we humans made a mistake censoring it under excessive morality. In this post-apocalyptic world, the Cosmical beings known as Dark

My delicious friend, thank you I am so happy to be back and I love you all for welcoming me this way Check my story if you want, many are meeting me there and it's cute!!!

THANK YOU I missed you just as much as you missed me This narrative arc is very important to me and will take all my energies until it's completed (it's a book, I'm publishing chapters here as soon as people read the previous one), but it is verrrrry long, and I have already wrote much of it I'm at chapter 10 to be honest, and will write 11 or even 12 today So as soon as people read it, I post the next I hope you liked the first 2 chapters, next will come shortly

@spywareonya, what a great return to the forums. Welcome back, you have definitely been missed. I love the way you have written and the different themes that only you would think to include. Looking forward to future developments.

Your way of writing does NOT exhaust people, which was the main reason nobody read fictional stories. You do not flood the reader, your talk to him. I like that. And I actually loved the tale in itself!!! If you want, check my new fictional one too, it could be funny!!! See you there or in your next story!

I love to spread my lips when I piss It makes the action more pondered and intimate, plus I love to spray far away and avoid messy dripping down my shaved crotch This is also because out of a long serie of reasons (stealth, hurry, occult-related devotion to sluttiness) I do not wipe and never wear panties nor pantyhose nor trousers, so my pussy must stay clean, and to keep it such, I must avoid messy dripping So I spread. Even in my videos you can clearly see that! When it came to watch my lesbian lovers pissing, I loved whatever way they used to do. My favourite rem

Ok now for a bit of a CAST Silly Nancy

I will for sure complete LOCH kinkiNESS because I love it. But recently I am focusing on publishing in chapters a self-therapy book I wrote while away It is being greatly appreciated and I have to admit I'll love for you to check it It is called The Arrival and a silly vampire, look for it!!!

What a lovely imagination you have. 😈😈😈 love it. Can wait to see where taut naughty place will be.

I don’t know about England but here with have gynecologists that special in the bladder. How specific to urinary issues. Or seek out a urologist.

Dear Wet Carpet, This past summer, something incredible happened, and I know it's perfect for your magazine. Fair warning for readers, this story is kind of long and contains more sex than pee, so if that's not your thing, you might want to pass. My husband and I had been looking for a way to mix up our marriage a bit. We talked about our mutual desire to have an open marriage as long as we both agreed to be safe. We were nervous, though, and we both confessed that maybe our first time having sex with someone else would need to be together, like with another couple. We got online and

Did any of your students have any idea how badly you had to pee?

@polecat Magnificently crafted

Ok this ends up in the Arrival and a silly vampire fictional installment, because it is perfect for the atmosphere. read it if you want.

I'm not the kind of person who asks for help, because I have the duty to help Others and talking of my problems diminsh the time I can spend in service unto Others. But thank you from the heart, my sweet friend. More than anything, thank you for the foxy gif, I LOVE it!!!

Oh silly, it quite accidentally just happened that I am one!!!

But THIS is how Nancy REALLY appears while you read the story. I told you she is silly 😄

Like this?

Hi my dearest pervs! I am not a very good story teller, but I was recommended to upload an old real life piss experience. One year when I was in high-school grade, my class went on a field trip in the desert, and we got a sweet female guidance. At one point we stopped for a break, and I noticed the guidance evacuated to pee somewhere private, she must have hold her bladder the whole time to this point of the day. When she returned, I said I had to pee too. I went exactly the way she returned from, and after a while I found the puddle she left in the sand (we were in the desert so I w

Nancy is indeed quite poweful and deadly:

I find as soon as i get in from work,that i must watch a few pee vids to relax me.Once ive seen a few saucy women take a leak,im all good again. Im finding i cant get enough of it,its like something wonderful,every woman i see pees just slightly differently. I think i love it,women are the most beautiful things,especially when their knickers are down!😊

Dear Wet Carpet. I'm a lucky guy. I share a rented house with two great looking ladies. This is Sasha on the left and Sue on the right.... We early on developed this easy going situation where we were totally comfortable with each other, and thought nothing of walking around or past each other naked. It was not the least bit unusual sometimes for me to be standing there peeing on the toilet when one of them stepped out of the shower naked to start drying herself off in front of me, wholly untroubled by the fact that I was stood there pissing in the toilet. None of us

Dear Wet Carpet Me and my girlfriend are a couple of lesbians in our late 20s, with something of a reputation for being a bit wild and hard to handle. Rarely does anyone fuck with us and if they do they generally end up regretting it. Well the other night we were having a girl's night in at our place, and there were about ten of us altogether in our flat, drinking, chatting, and having a laugh. Thing is, though, it was a cheap flat - more akin to a large bedsit really - with a large living room and makeshift kitchen area in one corner, and a shower cubicle rigged up in another.

We are all with you!!!

Not one in particular, but I often have terribly vivid dreams, also because of the deep-psyche incursions I make during rituals Mind starts to work in different way when you practice the occult at my levels, and dreams are often vivid, visceral, sexual and/or filled with deep spiritual terror My wet dreams includes many sexual and piss-related situations, often swirling like in an hallucination

Dear Wet Carpet. No identities revealed here. Because I am a 29 year old uniformed female police officer working in Cardiff. I lead a double life, inhabiting pee fetish sites under various usernames, writing erotic stories, and interacting with other piss perverts. I know that's one term amongst many that some of my colleagues use for people like us into pissing. When it comes to real life I have to be discrete because of my job, being mostly in the closet about my dirty interests. You see, I am into the whole pissing thing, and love nothing better than to squat and pee somewhe

i never go in my own room. My ex who introduced me to naughty peeing would take me to a hotel for a week but the deal was if i needed to go to the toilet i had to find somewhere apart from the bathroom or room to go. I would go in the hallway on the carpet, in the elevator, in a washing machine sometimes with someones clothes in it, on a car in the parking garage, down the stairs, in the spa or sauna or gym. As for guilt it doesnt cause permanant damage and the hotel already pays cleaners so who cares.