DesperateBookworm

For context, I'm a trans dude; the pal in this story is a transmasc cutie I go to sex parties with. This was at an orgy in a hotel suite. One of the bathrooms had a giant tub in it. My pal and I have been wanting to do some piss play together, so this was the perfect chance. They'd brought a set of silicone whisks w them based on something they'd seen in porn. They're an accomplished fisting bottom, so it didn't take long to get the medium-sized whisk into their pussy. I fucked them with it for a while. They'd tried the slightly smaller whisk on me right before that, so I cam vouch t

How daring! Carpet pees are among the hottest, IMO.

Hey, nice to find another trans guy on here! That carpet looks great for a sneaky piss — the puddle blends right in.

I enjoy wetting myself outdoors but only when I've planned for it (have a hidden spot to do it, am wearing quick-drying pants, and have an escape route that allows me to avoid other people). In situations of genuine, unplanned desperation, I'd rather pee in public down an alley or in a parking garage or something. (I do keep a large watertight container in my car, just in case!)

Oh WOW that's hot

Lovely to meet another FTM person here! I ran home, so while the gusts of cold finding their way up my wet shorts to my wet ass and pussy felt pretty unpleasant, I didn't freeze 🙂

Thanks for all the nice comments, folks! I had a feeling you horndogs would particularly enjoy this one. 😉

I haven't, though I do occasionally plan multiple wettings in one day. Maybe once the weather warms up I'll plan a convenience wetting day. 🙂

Glad you enjoyed that element! I don't talk about it much here, as it isn't this forum's focus, but the two of us do enjoy the Dominant/submissive dynamic. (In fact, I often call him "Sir" and I wear a collar for him daily -- it's not quite the 24/7 D/s lifestyle but it is a big part of our lives.)

Here's the link to the video, right up front... but I think this one will be a lot hotter once you've read the context. 😉 This happened Saturday evening. I'd just put a homemade spanakopita in the oven. It had to bake for about 50 minutes, as I informed my husband from the kitchen. While I tidied, he suddenly came up behind me and pushed me against the counter, pulling my pants and underwear down. My eyes widened as I realized what he was doing. For weeks now, I’ve been hinting to him about this fantasy I have of him suddenly fucking me while I’m in the kitchen and then leaving me to deal

Sounds like a lovely day!

Part two After my bladder froze up on me, I sat on the now-damp rug and drank even more water until I finally felt the next wave of pressure and was able to relax again. I managed to pee for another 20 seconds, truly saturating the rug and the seat of my pants. (The seat had mostly escaped damage before, as most of my earlier pee had run down my legs from my crotch.) I got a video of that, too, though I was interrupted by my cat. Here's that second wetting video! The rug and my socks, pants, and underwear went straight into the wash! I didn't start the machine right away, though

Part One I'm going to break this story up into multiple comments for ease of reading! Links to videos will be in larger font. After spending the morning of my day off running errands, I resolved to have a lazy afternoon... Naturally, this eventually resulted in soaked gray sweatpants. Let me tell you what happened in between. This happened to be the rare occasion where I have the day off and my husband doesn't. He's cool with this kink and even indulges in it with me pretty regularly, but my appetite for wetting exceeds his by enough that I won't pass up the chance for some sol

Thank you for the lovely comments, folks! 🙂

On Tuesday, I had a lengthy work training that didn't require me to be on camera or on mic. I sensed an opportunity for some holding fun and stayed well-hydrated through the morning, drinking probably 40 oz. of hot tea and plenty of water, too, but visiting the restroom as normal. With about a half-hour to go until my training and my bladder feeling quite full, I allowed myself one last visit to the restroom and only let my bladder empty halfway. Then I drank one last glass of water and headed out for a quick walk around my neighborhood to clear my head. When I got back, I had just enoug