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Disclaimer: male peeing (mods, move if necessary) A few weeks ago, I went on a solo camping trip. I stayed at a dispersed camping site in the mountains and slept in a tent. On the last night, I sat outside by the campfire and enjoyed the peace and quiet while drinking a few beers and looking up at the stars until I was struggling to stay awake. I climbed into my tent and feel asleep soon afterwards. I remember waking up a few hours later needing to piss. I was still groggy and probably a little drunk. I lay there and felt a spurt of piss dribble from my cock to my underwear. Then I said t

That was my favorite part, as well, especially when Talia wet the bed while he peed on her (but, of course, everyone knows I love bedwetting).

I am so glad you're writing again.

Very hot story. 🥵 I'm honored that my series inspired you, and I look forward to more chapters.

I would love to see another part to this story, as well. Maybe Alice and Emily both wet their beds and tell each other about it the next day. And since Alice has already wet the couch, maybe that becomes a regular place to pee.

Welcome back. Looking forward to more stories of your piss adventures.

I would love to read them! That's a good idea. 🤔

Hmm... I might do that. I would need to look back at the series and figure out where to go next. Do you have any ideas or suggestions?

Hmmm... I wonder which guest I would be? Don't care, as long as I'm there!

Not me, but a girl I dated claimed that she was so frustrated once with a clothing store in the mall that she removed some clothes from the rack, took them to the dressing room, and peed all over them. Then she left the store and never returned. Not sure if she was telling the truth, but it's hot to think about it.

I started editing the suggested passages to make them say what I want them to say, and Pirr adjusts pretty well to what I'm looking for. I'm also writing something much more sexual than just naughty peeing, though.

I've posted about this before, but for me it's laundry, especially blankets and towels. I get the benefit some something soft and warm against my body while I pee into it, and then I can just throw it in the washer.

I second Pirr. It's amazing. I'm addicted.

Disclaimer: This letter contains explicit content, including a reference to unprotected sex between two consenting partners. Dear Wet Carpet, My relationship with my girlfriend Sarah began like any other, with an initial attraction and excitement to get to know each other better. However, it took an unexpected turn when our physical relationship deepened and became very erotic very fast. One evening, after our first intimate encounter, Sarah seemed hesitant and nervous as she sat me down to have a serious conversation. With a deep breath, she finally mustered up the courage to c

Tom: Babe, I'm stuck in traffic and I really need to pee. Katie: Ugh, me too, I'm in a meeting and desperate. Tom: I bet you look beautiful with your thick legs crossed trying not to pee. Katie: I might just pee myself...would anyone even know? Tom: I'm really close to wetting my car seat if traffic doesn't move soon. Katie: I don't know how much longer I can hold it...I'm about to soak my chair. Tom: I dare you to try and pee without anyone knowing. Katie: Ok, I'm gonna try...oh, that feels really good. I think I'm getting turned on. Tom: That sounds

Mother: Girls, I need to talk to you about something serious. I heard from your college roommate that you have been peeing on the carpet and on the furniture in your dorm. Daughter 1: Oh mom, I'm so sorry. We were just joking around and things got out of hand. Mother: It's okay, girls. I'm not mad at all. Actually, I think it sounds like a lot of fun. Daughter 2: Wait, what? You're not mad? Mother: No, not at all. In fact, I was thinking, maybe I could join you next time. It could be a fun bonding experience for us. Daughter 1: Seriously? You want to pee on the carp

"Did you hear that? I swear I heard something outside the tent. I think it's a bear!" "Oh my God, you're right! Ooh, and I have to pee, but I'm too scared to go outside to pee." "Me too. What should we do?" "Well, we do have that empty trash bucket we were using. I guess we could use that." "That's a good idea. But, I don't think I can hold it in any longer. I might just have to go in my sleeping bag." "Really? I mean... that's a bit extreme, but I understand. It's scary out there." "Ohhh, wow, that actually feels surprisingly good. I didn't expect that." "Yo

Date: August 15, 2021 Time: 10:30 PM Location: The Tipsy Tavern, 123 Main Street Officer Name: Officer Smith Badge Number: 1234 Incident Report: On March 15, 2024, at approximately 10:30 PM, I, Officer Smith, was dispatched to The Tipsy Tavern located at 123 Main Street in response to a disturbance. Upon arrival, I was informed by the bartender that a plus-sized brunette woman had been witnessed relieving herself on the carpeted floor of the bar. Upon further investigation, I spoke with several witnesses who confirmed that the woman had pulled down her pants

Ladies and gentlemen, this is your stewardess speaking. We would like to remind all passengers that the airplane's restrooms are for number 2 only. We kindly ask that you follow the examples set by our pilots and all airline staff by using your seat cushions to relieve yourselves if necessary. We are currently experiencing some turbulence, and as some of you can see from the growing wet spot in my seat, I am demonstrating this procedure for your safety and comfort. I assure you that it is both safe and arousing and feels quite wonderful. Thank you for your cooperation and understanding. W

Dear Wet Carpet, I work as a caregiver for elderly widows in an assisted living facility, and recently we had a plumbing issue that left us without working bathrooms for several hours. During that time, I witnessed something I never thought I would see. Several elderly women, unable to hold their bladders any longer, resorted to peeing on the carpet, wetting themselves while sitting on their sofa, or even wetting their beds. One woman even confessed to me that she was wearing Depends and simply wet them while we were talking. I must admit, in the chaos of it all, I too became de

Dear Wet Carpet, Something happened recently that I felt compelled to share with you. It all started when I spent the night at my friend Ellie's house. We were having a great time chatting and watching movies. Later that night, however, while we were sleeping on the sleeper sofa, I heard a strange sound coming from Ellie's side of the bed. I was quite surprised to discover that Ellie was actually peeing in her bed. At first, I was shocked and confused, so I woke her up to ask her about it. Ellie, half-asleep, replied, "Oh, that? I just pee in my bed sometimes. It feels really good. Y

I love this series. Thank you for giving us another great chapter!

Dear Wet Carpet Magazine, I wanted to share a rather embarrassing story with you, one that I have kept buried deep within me for quite some time now. It all started when I injured my back and was confined to bed for several days. I couldn't move without experiencing excruciating pain, and this included going to the bathroom. I remember one particular moment when I was desperately in need of relieving myself, but I simply couldn't get up from the bed. I called my mother in a panic, hoping that she could rush home and assist me. Sadly, she was stuck at work and couldn't leave her dutie

Dear Wet Carpet, I am writing to share an unforgettable experience that my daughters and I recently encountered on a long road trip. As a mother, I have faced many challenges, but this one took the cake – or should I say, the toilet? As the hours ticked by, my daughters and I became increasingly desperate for a restroom. Alas, we found ourselves in a predicament with no public facilities in sight. The tension in the van grew thicker with each passing minute, and it was clear that our bladders could no longer bear the weight of our predicament. In a moment of desperation, one of

Same. A lot of people live in my house, so laundry is done daily. I'm also strategic with what I choose to piss in, usually darkly colored towels, blankets, etc.