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Mmmmmmm I know that moment where you just relax and let it go!!!! Its such a rush (and naughty!!)!

https://www.erome.com/a/JupGnfJ6 a request from a mate! Hope you enjoy 😏

I've been weeing on the carpet since I was 14. I've just turned 18.

Yesterday K (my wife – I wonder whether I can stop explaining that now?) was visiting her parents for the day, and I was doing jobs around the house. I was very pleased to receive a WhatsApp message from her around lunchtime suggesting that we have a ‘session’ when she got home; it was my turn to choose what we do (we have this system, see). First, I did what I thought was right. I was sitting in the garden enjoying the sunshine, so I WhatsApped her a dick pic … and got a very swift rebuke via text as she’d been in a restaurant at the time and had to very quickly close the app. I had

These days most all of mine are either around the house or on a trail where people aren't likely walking by. But, back when I didn't have neighbors so close by, I'd regularly pee most any place I wanted to around my yard.

Yes, the worst is that once in a while I have the situation where I get a split stream, possibly due to a stray hair on the end or the eye being a bit stuck together. If that happens, all bets are off because usually the two streams go in completely different directions and then it is either a case of deciding which one goes in the toilet and which one washes the floor, or trying to stop it and check the apparatus before continuing. Usually by this point there is some on the floor anyway!

I had an interest in watching women piss from a very early age. As a child I lived on a close of four houses. We lived in the second house, there were girls either side, and boys in the end house. We would often play outside and if the boys needed to pee we would go behind the garage of the end house and usually the girls would watch. Once, I was in the bedroom with one of the girls in the first house when she needed to piss. She told me she often pissed under her bed so I asked if I could watch. The bed was one of those old metal framed ones so she pulled her knickers down, squatted next to t

I tend to wee all over the bathroom floor at school.

How I wish, how I wish you were here We're just two lost souls Swimming in a fish bowl Year after year Running over the same old ground What have we found? The same old fears Wish you were here How can it be 46 years ago today this album was released?

I think mine started really young. I used to enjoy playing around with peeing as a kid. I’d get kitchen roll tubes and pretend I had a penis and pee through them into the toilet, or pee sitting backwards on the toilet, putting my panties on and sitting on the toilet and peeing through them or peeing on my hand to feel the warmth. When slightly older I used to masterbate and release little bits of wee during it and with my boyfriend we started experimenting with golden showers. Then I started to realise I liked it so would pee in the garden or somewhere more public. I’m just getting back into i

I've got another one. I got the urge and decided to check if the trash room in my apartment building has cameras...it doesn't. So I went in with a bag of trash from my apartment, pulled my pants down, squatted and pissed on the floor. I may have to start doing this regularly.

I think it's so hot when guys just whip out their dick and piss wherever they want to. I'd love a guy who just dropped his fly and pissed all over our home for me to clean up.

I was out on a kayaking trip and we were getting changed in the clubhouse of a kayaking club. There was a queue for the single toilet and one of the guys said "I'll use the outdoor facility", which I thought meant he would find a tree. I agreed with him and went outside, but he carried on the conversation and said it wasn't a tree but a facility designed for the job. It turned out that it was basically two parallel walls made with concrete fence panels and turned in ends, with an open half pipe running along the base of one wall, leading to a down pipe - probably just to a soak-a-way. The

I had this ex once who always peed all over the toilet seat whenever she hovered, though she always cleaned it up after... was wondering if any of you ladies had the same problem, and whether (big turn-on for me) you decided to just leave the mess for whatever reason...?

For me, it was when I was 13 or 14, and my friend’s mom would pick us up from school and I would stay at their house afterwards until my parents got back from work, usually a couple of hours. I had a crush on my friend’s mom, miss Mindy, who usually wore tight jeans. She was in her upper 30’s I’d say, and had a thin body, small breasts, and was a smoker. One day when we were driving back from school, I was sitting in the front seat because my friend had to stay after school for a project and it was just me and her. Well we came to an intersection and I remarked to Mindy that there was

Anyone else just know when they don't wanna use the toilet? Like, I just don't enjoy having to sit down on cold seats. And sometimes when I'm drinking and starting to fill up; I already know I don't wanna go there to relieve myself.

Usually for me it'll be something like if I've been in the office - I'll usually be leaving mid afternoon so I have the choice of having a pee before I leave... or if I time it right I'll be feeling pretty full. From my desk the toilets are in the opposite direction - another reason not to bother. Depending on fullness and whether I'm arriving at an empty house I'll either drive the country route home, stopping on a country lane somewhere or perhaps I'll continue to home, parking up on the point of leaking. I don't particularly want to arrive home with wet jeans at the same time as a ne

In the UK. The seats are always cold, lol! 😉 I approve of this energy. I probably should!

Don’t use it then, enjoy the experience somewhere else!

I’ve only ever really done it at home or the woods. I kinda want to give something a bit more daring a go though!

Love to see more desperation videos!

Very exciting video, right on the edge, fantastic.

Looking forward to hear more stories about K's "progress". I find this to be a most useful skill for any woman. For those who spend a lot of time outdoors, it's very practical. And, in the interests of keeping things lively, even those who always sit on the toilet may want to add this to their repetoire.

I usually have a pretty accurate stream. But, if you put a toilet in front of me, all bets are off.

I don't think I've ever thought about it as simulating being stuck or unable to get to the toilet - I have wet myself whilst sat on a towel at my desk or peed in a mug to avoid leaving the desk or peed in the sink whilst I am doing something else, but I always do it as a conscious "I am peeing here because I want to" rather than "I am stuck here and have no other option". There have been a couple of times where I have wet myself through lack of other options (a street in London and stood at a petrol pump - both already reported elsewhere on the site) and I do have situations where I'm doing a

This is one of the hottest things I have ever read!

(Jenny finds the perfect way to release tension and more... Girl on Girl action and bedwetting.) Jenny breathed in deeply, eyes closed, half listening to the soft sound of oriental music wafting through the air. Half listening, as her thoughts gradually mellowed and her heart rate slowed back down. Finally she was beginning to relax and actually starting to feel a little calmer. The day hadn't started brilliantly. She was tired, she knew that much after a long weekend of their youngest child being sick. Maybe it was tiredness that had led to the argument, was she over-re

When I found myself sticking my hand in the flow of my pee and then locking it from my fingers. Many many years ago. I then took a long break from it until recently like several months ago.

From the other half of Everything But The Girl, a truly lovely song: As the man himself says "Our past is made up of vivid moments, six-second ‘Vines’ of memory, some full of regret. Sometimes it hard to get past them, but in the end you have to evolve, to let those moments slide, tough it out."

Errr.. some of the time 😉

Yes! And let's hope so, eh? 🙂

Here is a couple complication of videos which i made few months ago while holding my pee absolute naked. I might have posted these earlier but i am not sure for that so if i put these up, maybe it doesnt make any harm? https://www.erome.com/a/OwWUQAsr and another one with 4 short clips.. https://www.erome.com/a/RWlI0e9l

For me I kinda eased it into a conversation. We were talking about fetishes with each other and what types we had. I slipped in that I "once" had a piss fetish and she was quickly intrigued by that. I told her my experiences in it and she wanted to try for herself. At first she only really pissed in the bath tub, easy clean up, not the toilet, it was a good start for her. Then I was slowly able to ease her into going other places Eventually she worked up the courage to spice it up a little. One night we were hanging out and she drank a lot of water that day. She eventually had

I think this is my main fantasy, being so desperate I can’t hold it and just going. I’ve sat at my computer and just gone in my pants and all over my chair, I’ve sunbathed in the garden and just let myself go while laying on my front, and I’ve gone down in a doggy style and just gone on my floor before pretending I couldn’t get to the toilet in time. I love the feeling of my panties filling with wetness and then giving way and it all soaking through.

I rarely ever have any sightings of women peeing in public, but last week during a trip to the mountains I was lucky enough to have 4 sightings! I thought you all would love to hear about them. The first sighting happened early in the morning. I had started a short hiking trail around sunrise and returned to the trailhead a while later. After the trail I sat in my car drinking some water with the windows down and resting my legs. Being a weekday morning I was the only car in the parking lot until a minivan pulled in a few spots away. A woman who looked in her mid 30s with an athle

This is the next letter from Anna. It contains public wetting, naughty pissing, public masturbation, and public sex. Dear Wet Carpet, Anna again. As promised, I will be telling you about our experience at the club, but first I need to tell you what happened after our very interesting experience with our waitress Shannon. As you would expect, Mom and I ate our meal and tried to be casual about what just transpired between us and our waitress. We were mostly quiet and didn't discuss it at all, but there were some nonverbal cues, some smiles and glances that said, Are we really

Obviously contains public pissing, exhibitionism, destruction of property, and more themes revolving around those three. Revised and edited version (kind of). Now featuring a beautiful thing called ✨plot✨ although admittedly a puny one. There will be more parts, whenever they should come along. __________ It would've been a Thursday in June. My friend group had saved enough for a trip to a water park to cool down in the unforgiving summer heat, and we were on our way to paradise. If not for my previous discovery of a new fetish, I would've been just as

Sonia groaned. She’d already gotten up twice from her corner spot in the booth to pee, and she didn’t want to make everyone get up again. Especially the cute guy beside her, he’d think she had some kind of problem. But she did have a problem: she had to pee again, and bad. The drinks were going right through her, and she could feel the belt around her waist digging into her bladder. She was wearing just a lowrise bodysuit under her favourite short yellow dress, with a large black belt across her midsection. Shifting in her seat, she hoped silently another girl at the table would an

As the band finished playing, Megan turned to her friend Katy. “Wow that was amazing! Let’s go find the toilets though, I’ve been bursting for a pee since halfway through.” “Good idea,” Katy replied, “I’ve gotta go pretty bad too. All those beers.” Megan was wearing very light jeans that were high waisted and so tight you could almost make out the imprint of her pussy lips through them, along with a skimp black tank top. Katy had on a light pink romper, with no bra underneath so her boobs were always at risk of being exposed. They’d been attending a local one day concert festival n

Yes - that's me. Male desperation (in other people) doesn't really do anything for me, I'm all about female holding and release so if I've got the opportunity and decide to play, I'm usually fantasising about a female desperation scenario. That is, although I'll be the one putting off using the toilet and maybe eventually peeing into a measuring jug, somewhere else other than a toilet or maybe wetting, it's all about imagining a lady caught in that scenario. It generally tends to be at home, partly because of caffeine and certain drinks stimulating my bladder to 'must pee now' and that

I’ve done this. I’ve sat at my computer and been desperate but tell myself I have to keep sitting and doing whatever I’m working on.

Slightly inebriated earlier, I noticed that the single loo at the micro brewery that Mr Eliminature and I were visiting had a queue outside it. I went around the back of the building to a small area with weeds and grass, lifted up my overcoat and sent a long, clear stream into the grass. Roughly a metre and a half in front of me. Much relieved, I went back into the micro brewery seating area. Mr Eliminature quipped: "In the words of Pete Townsend of The Who: I saw ya!" He didn't actually see me peeing, just looking at the queue, and leaving the area before coming back and using han

Most of mine were outdoors. Did pee in my friend back garden, allyways, and the most risk I ever took was peeing for almost 3 mins in a car park at a public park full of walkers, runners and dog walkers. They got cctv and they do have public toilet but it was locked, no one knew :). All was day light too.

I'm not 100% certain that I can squat, actually. I can physically squat, that's no problem. Releasing my fluid in that position is another matter entirely. Inspired by this website, I tried it recently in the shower. Nothing. My pelvic muscles would just not allow anything out. As soon as I stood up, my muscles became their usual elastic selves again and allowed me to aim a stream against the shower wall. Yes, I know. I'm weird.

A few months back during first lockdown i was outside sunbathing an was bursting to go i like to hold it has long as possible, so i decided to go in back garden i pulled up my skirt and noticed that my neighbour who is in his 60s was out but i had to go so i just let it go an he turned to look at me and watched has i was peeing so i spread my lips for him to get a full view. He smiled an watched it all while his wife was inside. I've since had another encounter with him if anyone would like to hear it.

My second encounter with my neighbour was much more on purpose from my part for a number of weeks i had fantasised about pissing in front of him again and seeing what he would do. It was bin collection day an i decided that today would be the day to go for it. I hadn't been for a pee all morning and had plenty to drink so i had a full bladder and was quite desperate to go so iwaited for him to take his bin out so i could take mine out at same time. We got to collection point at same time I was wearing a skirt with no panties. I smiled at him an just squtted an started to piss right in front of

Men’s room at work when the women’s was closed. It was that or pee everywhere. My bladder was NOT waiting. One of my childhood best friends though decided to pee all over the principals desk in middle school. She stayed late with us after school for tennis tryouts. Well, her and the principal HATED each other and one our other friends dared her to pee in her office thinking she wouldn’t do it. Well, she did it. On the desk. And her office chair. It was epic to watch. (This was prior to me discovering this stuff turned me on)

Hovering is a problem for most of us. I e peed on many seats trying to hover. And I have to admit that I have just left the pee on the seat if I come across a very dirty bathroom that you can tell hasn’t been touched with cleaner in ages. I feel if they don’t care why should I.

Dear Wet Carpet I shall call myself Michelle, and I am a lesbian voyeur in my mid-30s. Michelle is not my real name, by the way. I am just protecting my identity. I don't want it to become generally known that I have a thing about spying on other ladies for kicks, especially neighbours. I guess voyeurism has always been my thing, and I love seeing ladies - who are not aware of me watching - in states of undress or nudity, or using the bathroom, or playing with themselves sexually. Well, a new family has moved in opposite and I have been using my trusty binoculars to spy in through the gir