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Gotah

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  1. A new story is finally out guys! I have to split this in two parts though because it quite a long one. Enjoy part 1 in the meantime Hey guys 'n girls, sorry, it's been a while! Work has been getting in my way lately and I was way to exhausted to tell you about my latest adventure with Maya. She's on holiday now btw with her husband, in Spain. Very nice place, no idea how it's called but judging by the pictures she's been sending me over the last bunch of days it looks lovely. I didn't get selfies of her peeing like she did two months ago (remember?), which is quite disappoi
  2. I live in a rather beautiful mountain area and every year, mostly during summer, we have some stupid tourists that stop the car right in the middle of the road to take pictures of the landscape with their phone. Most of the time they don't even warn the other drivers and just stop the car abruptly because they felt this sudden urge to take a photo of a mountain nearby RIGHT IN THAT MOMENT! Once I even encountered a german tourist who "parked" his car in the middle of my lane while he thought it was also a good idea to step out of the vehicle and move around the whole road so that he can
  3. Hi guys, Next week (if everything goes as planned) I'll get a couple of days off from work and I decided to shoot a little "vlog-like" video of me, for you all, where I film myself getting more and more desperate until I finally pee somehow, somewhere ... in other words a pee diary, if that makes sense. Now, my question to you: Does some of you have fun ideas of what I could do while I'm desperate in order to make it more challenging and also how would you like to see me pee at the end? (Please no wetting😅 ... maybe it happens by itself) That's it! I hope you like th
  4. I've been living with this fetish for so long that as soon as I meet someone new, both men and women, my brain automatically puts images in my head of them peeing in public somewhere hidden. And of course, as a straight man, my fantasies about women are way more intense and lucid. By now I probably have imagined every woman I've ever met peeing outside while moaning in relief, including my own best friend (who's female).
  5. As a passionate "movie theater goer" I've played with this thought alot and I'm very tempted to try it aswell one day. However, I wouldn't want to soak the seat or do it on the floor 'cause I think it's quite disrespectful and a mess to clean up later. My "dream" would be to get into an almost empty theater with a big cup filled with soda, sit down on the most hidden/isolated seat, drink everything out and then later silently pee into the cup ... Or maybe even in an empty chips bag.
  6. Alright! I can try to translate it but there's no way I can capture the beauty of Dante's poetry with my limited english vocabulary. It's going to be a very dry and superficial translation😅 Virgilio (*Dante's guide through hell) just secluded himself, and he was blissfuly 'flirting' with a damned soul, I decided to go my way as I saw in front of my vision a beautiful creature with a blessed face. I was contemplating her face so young and graceful, her ample bosom inside a magnificent dress, I asked her how a woman of beauty, was damned to live in such horrible
  7. Damn it! I knew I got the date wrong haha Thanks for pointing that out! Btw I found the excerpt I was talking about. I'll post it here just in case some italians (or italian speakers) want to read it ... For the non speakers I can try my best to translate it if you would like me to 🙂 Virgilio s'era da poco appartato, e con una dannata concupiva beato, quando decisi di prender la via, che si parò avanti alla vista mia creatura bellissima dal viso laudato. Contemplai il suo volto così giovin e grazioso, il suo seno abbondante nel vestito sontuoso, e le chie
  8. All the time! Unfortunately I don't live alone but as soon as I am I'll probably take a nice piss whenever and wherever I possibly can.
  9. Right! Haha now I remember again
  10. Luckily I can speak italian so I read the original version, which was sometimes a bit hard to understand since it was written during the 16th century and thus the language is very old fashioned, beautiful nontheless. No idea. It was somewhere in the first book but no clue where exactly
  11. I once read an extract from Dante's Divine Comedy (italy's probably most important piece of literature) and during his trip through hell he recieved a golden shower from a woman if I remember correctly. He described that moment in such a noble, poetic and beautiful way, it was so much fun to read and now I'm convinced that Dante has had a pee fetish. You can't write about getting a golden shower in such a passionate way without feeling at least a bit of excitement
  12. Thanks! I'm happy you like it!
  13. I got a call from Maya recently, it was Sunday and she seemed to be quite sad and frustrated when I first heard her voice. I asked her if everything was fine and she said not really because she got into an argument with Thomas ... He didn't find out about us don't worry, it was just about (to me) irrelevant married couple stuff. "It happens ... It sucks, but it happens", she grunted over the phone. I'm sure it wasn't nice for her, but it definetly didn't suck for me since the reason she called was because she needed to let off some steam, not only by talking it out but she also wanted to "me
  14. Last week I saw what I like to consider the best and scariest war movie noone's ever seen or even heard of. It's called Come and See. It's a russian WW2 movie from 1985 and it is basically about a 13 year old kid who joins a group of partisans. It's a rather unconventional movie since it doesn't really have a clear storyline and you just follow this kid who keeps bumping into tragedies. The movie feels incredibly realistic and raw and honestly it makes all of the other hollywood war films look like innocent family flicks. So guys, if you like this genere you should definetl
  15. Sure! As soon as I have the time and know how.
  16. She didn't use the toilets there because she said they were filthy and my mom has a slight phobia when it comes to public bathrooms ... And the reason why she didn't stop the car was because it was just a very short drive home (5 minutes maybe). I'm sure she would've pulled over if the drive would have been longer.
  17. In my first story I wrote that for a moment I saw her strong stream hitting the ground ... I think I might've also seen a glimpse of her pussy but I definetly can't remember. I'm not turned on by my mom so I didn't really look at her, it happened by accident. I did take closer looks when I was still a child but that was just out of pure innocent curiosity. There's not much more to tell, that's pretty much it. I don't think I've other stories.
  18. Oooh ok, now I get it, thanks! Well, if you think people like to read them here's another one: I wasn't there personally when it happened she just told me everything shortly after. I was home alone one evening, two years ago and mom was out on some sort of party with friends. It was starting to get late when I heard mom's car arriving in the driveway and it took a while until she got into the house. As she finally came she sat down next to me on the couch in the living room and quite exhausted and kind laughing she said she had just peed in front of the car. Basically what
  19. I'm sorry I don't really understand what you mean with this😅
  20. I do have some more stories, but they're all pretty much the same as this one.
  21. Haha that's true but when a mother says it she means it, I however just said it as a joke but somehow she did it anyway.
  22. She did both. She moaned and said: "I couldn't hold it anymore."
  23. A bunch of years ago, in my early teens, I went hiking together with my mom and other people. We were out the whole day and as our trip got to an end, mom and I walked back to our car ready to drive home. We parked right next to a house we used to live in two/three years before and just as we were putting our backpacks into the trunks we heard the voices of our former neighbours calling us from their garden. They were making a barbecue and invited us over. We hesitated for a moment but then decided to walk over and join them. We had a lovely time. We ate and drank and talked about everyth
  24. I was wondering the same. I'd like to know aswell why you suspect that? Haha
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