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So here I am again. Hopefully you remember me... I inherited a second mom and a raunchy step-sister that likes peeing. I thought that was the end of it, but it just got weirder this morning: I crawled out of bed and headed down the hall to the bathroom because I just woke up and had to go. We usually keep the door closed and just open a crack, so I grab hold and swing the door open to find both my moms. My step mom is sitting naked on the toilet and my mom is sitting half-naked on her legs. "Oh, hey son." (Like this is completely normal???) "Sorry didn't know it was occupied."

More info than I usually share online... but I'm a close to 40 virgin with just under 5'(round)x7'(long), so what am I doing wrong?? (rhetorical partly......)

Yeah, I wrote this some time ago... for a completely different site that didn't have any issues. Again, it's just a story. No person was the inspiration for any of these characters, they're 100+% fabrications.

http://www.vaginainstitute.com/webdata/members/Urination/what_is_the_furthest_distance_a_woman_can_pee.pdf

I felt like getting into the Holiday... and honestly since this was the 1st story I ever wrote, I'm sure some of the folks here haven't read it before (You'll see how much my style has changed.....): It all started with a dare. Everyone hated grandma's egg salad. So in a crazy game of Truth or Dare Sarah had dared Tina to "relieve herself" in the egg salad. At first Tina was reluctant, but after some convincing that no one would be eating much of it, no would notice if it tasted worse than usual with the extra ingredient. They snuck into the kitchen, absconded the bowl from the fri

I'm not 1 to usually comment and break 4th wall, but the bit at the end with the seats not going up is a brilliant touch. That added the right amount of realism to the story to make it worth my time to comment.

Wow, this place is kinda interesting. I've been going through all these accounts and retellings and it reminded me of something I could share too. Unfortunately it's not about me so you'll just have you use your imagination on stuff... Back in High School I made friends with a girl name Joanne. We were really close for awhile and we ended up going to the same college, so we stayed friends then too. Nothing terribly remarkable about us, we fooled around a few times when we got really drunk. Our junior year in college, her parents took a ski trip and I got invited to go along. We s

KUMA!! (Japanese for bear, but it sounds better) I'm totally a bear. Even around this time of the year I start to get a hibernation cycle where I eat, sleep, and still lose weight.

I know it has been awhile since I wrote here the first time, but something finally happened again. I'm the guy asked about inheriting a step-sister and shoveling the snowy drive way, hopefully you all remember that. Anyway, we are both in college now and I will get to the new incident. We were finishing dinner the other night and my moms were being a little flirty, so that may be what started it this time. Sis got up from the table and took her plate to the sink and as she passed back through the dining room made one of her off-color remarks, "I got an oral speech tomorrow and need to practi

(bit of 4th wall, I'd used this idea for an art piece ages ago... now I'm making it a story) Dear Wet Carpet, I decided to take my young daughter shopping in the old district today. There are several shops there that sell antiquities and other finery that I enjoy viewing even if I cannot always purchase them outright. On this particular day on of the locations had a "Everything Must Go" sign and several advertisements that indicated steep discounts on most if not all items. We entered the establishment and wandered for some time looking at the wares without much to do, several broken

Yeah, I know... been trying to clean them up and get them posted without errors. I think this is the 1st that has no grammatical issues (???). I really just need to stop being lazy and start a new plot. Writing was also just "something I did," not a hobby or passion or anything like that... just, "Oh hey, let's write a fetish story because I want to read about this and it doesn't exist." I know other people enjoy them too though. ^_^

So yeah, I did a new story finally... for what it's worth. Not going to bog this down with too much detail, but I was supposed to post this around New Years and then decided it needed a bit more work. Now that we have the holiday with an animal mascot, I'm posting. ^_~ As always, let me know what you think. Goldenlocks and Pee Bears Goldenlocks had just finished off the last of her water and headed out into the forest for some fun on her walk. She bounced along skipping down the lane enjoying the weight and pressure from her quickly filling bladder and the puffs of air blowing under

Hey all, super short one for you. I'll likely post again but needed something to break the ice and what I just did qualifies. LOL So you can call me Joan, but details later, I'm on my phone typing this so going to stay on point. I've gotten really comfortable peeing in garbage cans in bathrooms. Doesn't have to be a dirty bathroom, just a single with locking door. Still walking around the bookstore I just did this in acting completely normal. Went into the toilet, saw the there was tank on the back and thought about that, but the bin was full of used towels and feel like using them a 2nd time

Yes, I do... and the answer is No.

Here you go, this'll be short and super simple just to make sure that I've got the idea right: [Imagine she's explaining this to a friend or relative after it happened] Hey, I had a weird thing happen the other day. I've been doing a lot of interviews trying to find work since I just graduated college and moved to the different state. The "Girl in The Big City" and all that non-sense, I guess. Well anyway, I had a good prospect and they sent me in for my blood and drug screening yesterday. Nothing too out of the ordinary, they got the blood sample just fine (usually have trouble find

First time posting so, I'll give you something to call me: AshPee. It's really close to my real name so I’m sure you can guess, but just playing it safe. I've been reading for awhile but it never occurred to me to post despite having the perfect thing to talk about. I belong to a local pool, and it used to be communal, but there were some incidents with some of the guys and the owner decided it would be best to split the pool into male and female sides. The structure was already almost split anyway. The men's changing room was on one side and the women's on the opposite of an Olympic size

I am just going to jump right in here. I work in a large office building doing janitorial work. It is somewhat thankless and definitely dirty work, but it has its benefits too. You have all heard of the women with weak bladders from childbirth, well I am one of them. I work a second to overnight split shift and during those hours the floor I work is closed and usually empty. This allows me to pee freely if the need arises and clean it up immediately if I choose to be a bit lazy about where I go. However, my letter is to tell you about another lady I met recently with a similar but different is

http://pausepipi.canalblog.com/ This has a lot of good posts... can any1 can find "Le Kama-Sutra Ondiniste"?

Hey everyone, I found this place after doing some searching about a situation that happened to me recently. My parents got divorced and my Mom remarried... to another Mom. Which is fine, I have no problem with that. I however, ended up with a new older step-sister. Things have been a little strange between us; she seems to treat me like someone she is babysitting. I am not that much younger than her and she is in college, so you kind of see what I mean when I say odd. The thing that happened just recently though has really altered our interactions... and I can't seem to read her anymore.

Hey, I figured you folks might be able to help me... I did a BUNCH of searching and this was only place that even seemed close to the issue I have, which is kinda sad. Small bit of background, my sister and I live basically alone. Nothing tragic (except our lives... that'll make sense in a minute), our parents both travel for their jobs and have a large house. I moved back in about a year ago after I graduated college and since I can't find anything but part-time employment, I freeload a bit as well as clean and watch the place. My sister just graduated too and has been back home about a

Sorry for the late reply... I just now saw all the posts. I'm not going to shun the praise like I usually do, because this isn't about me this time. I'd never the intention of hi-jacking this thread and for a long time I questioned whether or not to even post in it at all. I know this was your idea and you have filled so many pages with those ideas, that you have every right to take a step back, breathe, and brainstorm. I'll say for this thread to stay "humble" as it were, we needed stories that were somewhat similarly repetitive. It added the aire of believably to the stories, seeing 1 person

I just looked and I'm running ESR, so I likely have nothing to worry about for a while.

Hey Again Everyone! It is Margo Astra back with more good stuff to share. These just happpened today and I am typing this on my phone in the hotel on WiFi, so if there is grammar or spelling issue... please understand. ON. MY. PHONE. :1_grinning So, as I said these were both today and I wanted to make sure I got you all the details while they were still fresh in my mind. I was hanging out with the naughty pee girls Lauren and her sister Laura at the hotel for another trade show. I was off hours so to speak, as I was hired only part time for the booth I was working. Now on to what you

Alright, so I am doing this. My sister promised something and expected me to deliver on it again... We likely should not have been here to begin with, if you add our ages together (since we ARE triplets) we might be old enough. ANYWAY, I am supposed to fill in the last part of the trilogy for you so you can stop wondering about it. As my youngest sister told you we all urinated under the bed and in the water mattress. I am supposed to tell you about "Hide and [Take a] Leak" not "'Hide and Go Pee'", she always gets the name wrong. So yes, after things wound down at the reception, our Mothe

Sooo... my sister told me I was supposed to talk about us peeing. Since I'm the youngest, I usually do what I'm told... most the time. You know about the stuff we did at the wedding in the kitchen, so I won't go over that again, but I do want to say that I love destroying things with pee. I just got a little tingly thinking about someone eating that ice cream. :) ;) If I can pee on it, I want to, and if I can't, I want to figure out how I can. Anyway, we were at the reception and drinking a bit more than we should to... uhhh, refill(??) and we kept trying to trade out our sparkling