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Hey everyone! Jane here. 🙂
So, this is an extract from one of my Omorashi stories that I wanted to give all of you guys an exclusive sneak peak at.
THE VICAR'S DAUGHTER'S DESPERATION
Maria froze. One of them; Jaime, was coming right towards her and if she moved now, he’d easily spot her. She didn’t dare move a muscle, however the sudden restrictions on her body and the fear massively increased the strain on her bladder. She began to feel seriously desperate for the toilet and could only keep her legs clamped together tightly as Jaime reached the edge of the field; just a few metres from her tree. At this distance, his chest muscles were on full display, she could see the beads of sweat rolling down his forehead and felt herself turn bright red as she saw him begin to unbuckle his trousers.
She looked away in shame but her curiosity won out and when she looked back, she saw Jaime’s cock in his hand; half free of his muddy blue jeans. It looked so big, at least six inches; though she had no reference, yet the sight was enough to send her arousal crazy. Sweat was pouring down her forehead as she felt her white cotton panties become practically soaked with arousal; at least she hoped that’s all it was. She then watched in frustration as a long, fast stream of piss began to shoot out over the corn field to just under her tree. At this distance, she could practically smell it and being this intimate with something so private was driving Maria mad with arousal and desperation: Her own body was shaking with its need for release on multiple levels: She felt incredibly desperate and incredibly aroused.
She reached down one hand and began rubbing herself through her sodden knickers, the first time she had touched herself anywhere but her bedroom. A feeling of immense guilt and shame shot through her: At violating someone’s privacy like this, enjoying it in such a perverted manner, in exposing herself like this but that just increased her arousal tenfold and suddenly, she felt a feeling she had come to recognise. She was about to come undone. Her whole body was trembling. She realised too late she had left herself become too aroused. She bit her lip, wrapping her legs around each other, trying to think of other things: Anything to calm down but she could feel that knot in her stomach break and the feeling was overwhelming: She reached out a hand to steady herself on a branch as her body pulsated with pleasure but the branch snapped and she began to fall forwards, unable to steady herself in the throes of a powerful orgasm.
Screaming with terror, she grasped at several branches as she fell through the tree; hitting the ground with a painful thud. Thankfully, the fall wasn’t far but it still completely disorientated her as she lay on the ground half-conscious and moaning in pain.
Jaime had just finished relieving himself when he jumped back in shock at the sudden screams, seeing someone fall from the nearby tree just a few metres from him. He quickly saw it was a girl and when he approached, realised it was Maria Edwards; the vicar’s daughter. What the hell was she doing halfway up a tree? Had she been watching him? More importantly right now, was she hurt? As he neared her, he saw her summer dress had flipped up; exposing her white cotton knickers. He was about to look away and offer her a hand up, when something made him freeze in his tracks.
He could see a small wet spot growing on Maria’s knickers. The patch spread across them and the wetness soaked through the fabric in seconds; rivulets of pee spreading around Maria’s bum and running over the ground and down her legs. Jaime couldn’t believe what he was seeing. The vicar’s daughter, Maria Edwards, the girl who he and his friends had drunkenly voted: “Most likely to be a virgin till marriage” was now wetting herself in front of him. The fabric of her white summer dress began to get soaked by her growing puddle and was now pouring into her white socks and black-choir girl shoes...
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The Best Wetting I've EVER SEEN
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Hey everyone! My name's Jane and when I was 15, I witnessed a wetting that is to this day, the best one i've ever seen. (Outside of porn. Better than most porn too honestly)
During my early teenage years, I was a pretty... experimentative girl but I was; and still am to a degree, very shy, so I was constantly frustrated by wanting to do loads more than I was getting the chance. Honestly, it annoys the hell out of me when guys say during their teenage years that they were constantly frustrated by girls not giving them attention. Um, hello?! You think we're not! OPEN. YOUR. EYES. Anyway.
My best friend Izzy, is honestly the coolest girl I know. She came out as bisexual in my town at 16 and caused a MASSIVE scandal but didn't give two shits: She can paint, play the guitar and she's basically like my idol, I honestly love her so much and wouldn't even be on this site if not for what i'm about to describe. At the time, she had long red curly hair, wore a tonne of makeup and rocked it like a QUEEN and was constantly half-in, half out of a mid 2000's Goth phase. She also has GREAT boobs; even then, like "Teachers sending her out the room because she wouldn't adjust her open shirt, which boys were staring at constantly" type good.
So, we're hanging out in the woods; definitely not smoking joints where our parents couldn't supervise us, around ******* and Izzy mentions she has to pee pretty badly, starts smirking at me and making me blush. She'd found out about my wetting kink the month before when; no joke, she literally walked in on me peeing through my school uniform in my room. She has a spare key, I didn't hear her come in and by the time I noticed her, i'd halfway soaked my tights, skirt and was standing in a puddle; clearly doing it on purpose. I was SO embarrassed and mortified, I had a full on panic attack at the time as I thought she'd stop being friends with me but she just told me I was a: "Weird, kinky bitch but I still love you".
Anyway, that day, Izzy's in a tight red crop-top and black jeans and goes:
"I honestly can't be fucked to walk all the way back right now".
I laughed.
"You gonna piss your pants then?"
Izzy started laughing and went into a mock display of desperation, pushing herself against a nearby tree like a 50's pinup model:
"Oh Jane, I need to go, save me; before I have an accident!".
I started bawling with laughter; it might have been funnier on weed, but the way she said it was honestly such an en-pointe pisstake (No pun intended) of so much wetting porn i'd seen before and since, in the voices. I continued to howl as she stripped off her jeans, clutching at her panties; which were these red cottons, as she did these super-over exaggerated pee-dance moves; like a goose step march mixed with a classic desperate squirming; I was genuinely crying with laughter. She squatted down, her bum barely above the ground and put one finger to her lip; gasping like a generic movie bimbo as I continued laughing but then suddenly, stopped almost immediately as I saw what she was doing:
Her red cotton panties had a large wet spot on them, growing by the second as a long stream of piss rushed through them; soaking into the leaves and forest below. I was completely silent, watching in awe and actually shaking with horniness as she continued to wet herself right in front of me; her pee forming a puddle around her that ran under her shoes as she quickly threw her stripped off jeans over a nearby branch. It was spectacular to watch and as it slowed; finally stopping after the best half a minute of my life, Izzy looked up.
"Oops" she said; winking.
"I can't believe you just did that!".
"Eh, it will dry and thought you could do with some fun; since you refuse to get any action".
"Fuck you, i'm trying!".
"Jane, looking at Matt's ass all day in P.E. does not count as getting some. Anyway, come over then!".
I walked over and Izzy grabbed my hand; placing it over her soaked panties, the drenched fabric, the gentle wet folds of her I could feel underneath: It was honestly the most arousing thing i'd ever felt and Izzy took notice of my reaction.
"Alright Jane, calm down, you look like you're about to cum; at least take me out to dinner first!".
I blushed so badly after that and Izzy teased me for a while; chucking off her panties and hanging them on a nearby branch to dry, she kept flashing me like Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct and that really did nothing to help calm me down. Once she eventually went home, I swear I fingered myself into fucking oblivion; I literally had to scream into a pillow for over an hour, so my parents didn't realise what I was doing. My pussy felt like it was on fire but fuck me, the relief I got from it was insane.
So yeah, that is by far the best and sadly one of the few wettings i've witnessed. 😞 Not the only!🙂 But one of the few.