wetwulf

This chapter contains female pissing, wetting, masturbation, and some sex (including anal).

Susie gasped as soon as they arrived at the cabin, both because it was an adorable log cabin near the top of the mountain with a glorious view of the river and because she really had to pee. Even though her and Jill both had wet their car seats several times since her nap wetting incident, she had still been holding it for a little while, hoping she could hold on until they arrived at the camp.

As soon as Jill parked the car, Susie hopped out, and without even bothering to close her door she tugged her shorts and panties down, lowered herself into a half squat, and started to spray a warm stream of pee onto the dirt road. She sighed to express her relief. 

"Wow, you really had to go," Jill said. Susie just smiled and nodded as she continued to pee loudly into the dirt. "Guess it's my turn," Jill said. She slid her black leggings and panties down her legs and then took them off completely. Susie looked at her with an expression of surprise. "What?" Jill asked. "There won't be anybody here but us, so as long as you're not bothered by it, I'm not."

"I'm not bothered by it," Susie said. Her pee was easing to a trickle as she watched Jill just stand next to her car and spread her legs apart just a little bit. Then Jill closed her eyes and soon a steady stream of pee fell from between her legs with a noisy hiss and pattered to the ground. 

"Ohhh, wow, that feels a lot better," Jill said. "It's so freeing to just stand here and let it out like this." Susie watched as Jill's warm pee sprayed out of her. Some of it also trickled down Jill's legs, but she didn't seem to mind. Susie stood up and, deciding to follow Jill's example, removed her shorts and panties completely. 

As soon as Jill finished peeing, she walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk. They grabbed their backpacks and sleeping bags out of the trunk and carried them into the cabin. It felt a little weird doing all of this half naked, but it also felt a little refreshing. At one point, Jill stood still again as just a slight dribble of pee fell from between her legs.

As soon as they were finished unpacking, Jill suggested a hike down to the river. They both changed into their bathing suits. Jill had on a dark blue one piece and Susie had a red tankini with white polka dots. Then they both slid shorts on over them and put on some socks and hiking shoes. Jill put some bottles of water, a couple of towels, and a few snacks in her backpack and they walked to the trailhead.

The hike down was long but beautiful, offering plenty of views of the river before they even reached it. Susie was again feeling the need to pee since she had been drinking a lot of water. "How much further to the bottom?" she asked.

"Still a little ways," Jill said. "Why?"

"I need to pee real quick," Susie said. She slid her shorts and bathing suit bottoms down to her knees and squatted right on the trail. Seconds later her pee hissed out of her, creating a small puddle on the dirt trail.

"Well, I might ask well, too, since we're stopped," Jill said. She dropped her shorts to her feet, but since she was wearing a one piece she didn't squat but instead just pulled the crotch aside and peed a quick, strong stream that splashed out messily in front of her but somehow managed to miss her feet and her shorts.

"You're really good at peeing standing up," Susie said. Jill laughed.

"Yeah," Jill said and giggled, "lots of practice." She smiled suspiciously, pee still dribbling out of her.

When they both finished, they continued down to the river. Susie was amazed. The river looked even more beautiful up close. The water was clear and flowing slowly but enough that they could hear the relaxing ripples of water. Jill set the backpack down and took out the towels. They laid them on the soft grassy ground at the riverbank.

"Let's go!" Jill said. They both ran and splashed into the river, squealing as the cold water touched their skin. They adjusted quickly though because the sun was bright and warm. After they swam around for a little while, Jill smiled at Susie. "Y'know, no one ever comes out here," Jill said. "We could probably get away with skinny dipping."

"Are you serious?" Susie asked. Jill did not answer her. Instead, she swam over to a more shallow part of the river and stood up. Susie watched amazed as Jill slid the straps of her bathing suit down and then tugged the entire suit down, took it off completely, and tossed it up onto the riverbank. She stood there, completely naked, showing off her curvy body.

"This feels nice," Jill said.

"Are you a freaking nudist or something?" Susie asked, laughing. Jill just smiled.

"No, but I might become one," she said. "You should join me. I promise no one ever comes out here." Susie hesitated, but she recalled how freeing it felt to walk around without pants or panties earlier.

"Screw it," Susie said, and she slid her tankini bottoms down, took them off, and tossed them onto the riverbank next to Jill's, and then did the same with her top.

"Feels nice, right?" Jill said. Susie could feel the warmth of the sun and the breeze on her damp skin.

"Yes, it does," she said.

"Also," Jill said, "you can just… ahhhhh." At this, a stream of pee just fell from between her legs and trickled into the river. Jill closed her eyes and smiled as the stream of pee came to an end. Susie didn't have to pee yet, so she just watched and laughed.

They swam more, enjoying the feeling of the cool river water as it flowed around their naked bodies. They talked and laughed and splashed each other. Jill stopped swimming for a moment and a smile of relief crossed her face. "Ahhh, warming the water up." They both laughed. Susie still didn't feel like she had to pee, so she just watched her friend enjoy the pleasure of just peeing freely in the river. She was also starting to feel a bit cold in spite of the warm sun. Susie shivered, and Jill smiled at her. "You okay?" Jill asked.

"Yeah," Susie said, "just getting a little cold."

"You want to get out for a bit? We can sunbathers. That should warm you up."

"Sure," Susie said.

They got out of the river and walked over to their towels. Jill sat down on her towel, and to Susie's surprise she scooted her bottom to the edge of the towel and started to pee into the sand.

"My god, how much do you pee?" Susie asked. Jill just laughed and shrugged as she watched her pee dribble into the sand, creating a dark wet spot in front of her towel. Susie lay back on her towel, and Jill covered up her puddle with sand and then stretched out on her own towel. Susie closed her eyes and enjoyed the warm light of the sun on her bare skin.

"Mmm, this is nice," Susie said.

"Yes, it is," Jill agreed. They both got quiet as they just relaxed and enjoyed their sunbath.

Susie didn't mean to fall asleep, but soon she was dozing off. And of course she dreamed.

In her dream she was standing naked in a large pool of water. There were other men and women in the water, so it must have been a public bathing area of some sort. Susie reached into the water and splashed handfuls of the water over her body. She looked around at some of the other bathers. She caught sight of a woman who was squatting on a rock along the bank of the pool and was peeing into the water. A man near her was watching and smiling. Susie also spotted a woman who was standing in ankle deep water and was bent over to wash her legs. As she bent over, warm pee fell from between her legs and flowed down them to the water below. Then she heard moaning and turned to see a man and woman in the water. The woman had her back to the man, and although Susie could only see them from the chest up, it was obvious from their movements and their moans that they were shamelessly making love right there in the water. 

Susie could not help but touch herself as she watched them. As soon as her finger touched her wet slit, she felt the need to pee. She relaxed and just let it go, feeling it spray against her fingers as she continued to rub herself. As if somehow on cue, two men and a woman who looked very familiar stepped next to her. Susie did not resist as one man stepped in front of her and the other stepped behind her. "Do what you want," she heard the woman say as Susie continued to pee while they touched her body and kissed her breasts. The woman stepped away and stood near them as she started to finger herself. Then the woman sighed as a heavy flow of pee trickled down her legs. As the woman peed, a man walked up behind her, and the woman bent over just enough to allow him to enter her from behind. Soon Susie felt the man in front enter her, his penis filling her and sending a shockwave of pleasure through her. Then the man behind her entered her, and she cried out.

This woke her up as she saw that she had the fingers of one hand in her vagina while the other hand worked on her ass. Her towel beneath her was soaked. She felt a brief feeling of dread that Jill might be watching this, but she was too caught up in the feeling of pleasure to stop now. Susie fingered herself more furiously until she cried out in ecstasy. Strangely, she could hear the sound of another woman crying out and thought it must have somehow been leftover from her dream. When her climax ended, she sprayed more warm pee, soaking her towel and her bottom with soothing warmth.

Susie did not want to look at Jill as her pleasure ended and the embarrassment crept in. Fortunately Jill was the first to break the silence.

"What the fuck just happened?" Jill asked. She sounded out of breath. Susie finally turned and looked over at Jill, who was laying back on her towel. It was obvious even from first glance that Jill's towel was also soaked, and warm pee was still dribbling out of her and soaking into the towel. She looked flushed and exhausted, much like Susie felt coming out of her dream.

"Umm," Susie said. "I--." Susie did not know what to say, but she was also confused. "What do you mean?" she asked.

"Oh my god," Jill said. She seemed to be both flustered and settling into a post-orgasmic bliss. "Like… I fell asleep, and then I had this weird dream that I was at this pool, and… oh my god."

"Wait," Susie said, "what?" Susie sat up and stared at Jill.

"Yeah," Jill said, still sounding a little out of breath. "And there were these other people there like… peeing and having sex."

"Oh my god," Susie said. She could feel her face turn red as her eyes widened. What the hell was happening? Did this "problem" of hers somehow transfer to Jill? But how?

"I know," Jill said. "And then I peed all down my legs in the dream, and this guy came up behind me and started screwing me from behind. And there was this girl that looked really familiar, but I couldn't figure out who she was, and these two guys were fucking her, and I mean double penetration and everything." Susie swallowed as she felt a strange but familiar sensation of pleasure shudder through her body. "And then I woke up, and I was pissing all over myself and fingering myself. It felt great, but… what the fuck? Nothing like that has ever happened to me before." Susie looked down at the mess she had made and sighed. "You're all wet, too," Jill said. "Did you have another one of your accidents?"

Susie looked at Jill, but she wasn't smiling. "We need to talk," Susie said.
 

Susie was starting to think she had made a mistake. When her friend Jill called and invited her on a weekend camping trip, it sounded wonderful. Susie loved camping, and a weekend in the mountains could be just the thing to relieve some work stress. She had forgotten, however, about her new "problem."

Susie was reminded the morning after agreeing to go, however. She was just coming out of a dream in which she was a lady of importance, a princess or a queen maybe. She was wearing a fancy gown, one of those big, poofy dresses that were common to royalty centuries ago. She was reclining in a chair that resembled a chaise lounger, and there were servant girls standing around her.

"I need to pee," Princess Susie said, "but I simply cannot be bothered to get up."

"That's alright, ma'am," one of the servant girls said. "You can just let it go here." Susie relaxed and could feel her warm pee soaking her bloomers and her dress, as it sprayed out of her and soaked into the cushion beneath her.

"Oh, wow, that feels so warm," Susie said. The sound of her own voice woke her up, and she gasped and watched as her warm pee sprayed through her panties, soaking her nightgown and puddling between her legs as it slowly absorbed through her sheet and into her mattress. She relaxed and enjoyed the last dribbles, feeling the warmth beneath her.

As she finished peeing, it then hit her: How could she go on this camping trip with her friend if she pisses herself every time she falls asleep? She couldn't tell Jill about the dreams because it was just too weird. Jill would think she had lost her mind. But even if she kept the dream thing a secret, there was no way she could hide the wetting from anyone. Susie had no choice but to cancel. She picked up her phone and texted Jill. Almost as soon as she sent the text, her phone rang.

"Hey, Susie," Jill said. "Sorry, I'm driving, so I can't text. What's up?"

"Umm… I'm going to have to cancel on the camping trip."

"What?" Jill asked. "Why? I thought you were excited about it."

"I was," Susie said, "but…something's come up… and I just can't."

"Okay, what's up?" Jill said. "I know you, and I can hear it in your voice. What's going on?" Susie sighed. She should have known that Jill would see through her lie. But she just wasn't ready to tell her everything, so she gave her the best partial version she could think of.

"It's kind of embarrassing, but… I've been wetting the bed a lot lately… umm… it happens every time I sleep."

"Oh," Jill said, "is that all?" She laughed. "Well, that's nothing to be embarrassed about. It happens to a lot of women."

"Yeah, but… are we staying like in a cabin? I don't want to ruin any beds or anything. I mean I guess I can buy some diapers." Susie felt her face redden at even the thought of having to wear a diaper.

"Don't worry about that," Jill said. "You're already embarrassed enough, I'm not going to make you wear diapers. We're staying at my family's cabin, but the weather is supposed to be nice, so I was thinking we could sleep out under the stars. We have some old sleeping bags that we can just throw away if you have an accident." Susie paused, and before she could say anything Jill chimed in. "No buts, no excuses, we're going."

Susie laughed, realizing that her best friend had won her over. As soon as she got off the phone, Susie started packing. She was a little more strategic with her outfit selections, choosing clothes that she didn't mind if she wet in them, mostly dark colors that hopefully wouldn't stain if she ended up peeing in them.

Jill picked her up the next morning, and they drove out of town and into the mountains. They talked for about an hour of the drive before Susie started to feel groggy. In spite of the curious pleasure she had felt towards her “wet dreams,” she had been unusually tired since they began. She was afraid to fall asleep in Jill’s car, however, so she tried to sit up and stay awake.

“Hey, you okay over there?” Jill asked.

“Yeah,” Susie said, “just trying to stay awake.”

“Oh, well, if you’re tired you can take a nap,” Jill said. “We still have a few hours before we get there.”

“Umm, well… I’m kind of worried about… you know…”

“Oh, that,” Jill said. “Well, if you have an accident in my car, it’s really not that big a deal. The seat covers are waterproof. I had them put in because of the kids. You know they spill shit all the time at the house, and I didn’t want my car seats ruined.” Susie smiled, but she was still reluctant. “I’m serious, Susie,” Jill said. “It’s really okay. If you’re tired, get some rest.”

Susie nodded and turned to look out her window. Soon, the sight of the passing mountains and trees made her even more groggy, and she drifted off to sleep.

In her dream, she was riding in a carriage. She was wearing a gown that flared out beneath her and covered her legs and hid her feet. Another young woman who looked somewhat familiar was sitting across from her in the carriage, smiling at her knowingly. She could feel the carriage bouncing along, and with each slight bump she could also feel the pressure in her bladder.

“Oooh, this carriage ride is really doing a number on my bladder,” she said. The other woman smiled again and nodded.

“If you need to go, it’s okay,” the woman said. "I've been peeing myself most of this trip, and you can't even tell," the woman said. Susie stared in disbelief at the woman. It was true. Because of the woman's dress, Susie could not see any evidence that the woman had been wetting herself. "I am actually peeing right now. Ohhhh." Susie could not hear or see any sign that the woman was peeing other than the slight look of concentration and relief on her face. "It's okay, really," the woman said.

Susie sighed and relaxed. As she let her pee go, she could feel it warming her crotch and her inner thighs as it sprayed out of her and soaked through her dress and to the seat beneath her. She felt some of it drip down her legs, but there was still no evidence other than the soothing warmth. "Hey, you're peeing," the woman said. "Wake up, you're peeing."

Susie gasped and opened her eyes. She looked down and saw that her shorts were still glistening with warm pee that was puddling between her legs and dripping from the seat to the floor of Jill's car. Susie felt embarrassed and horrified, but she couldn't stop her pee from hissing through the crotch of her shorts.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," Susie said as her flow eased to a dribble that continued to darken the crotch of her shorts. She felt like crying, even though Jill had told her it would be okay. It's one thing for her accidents to happen in private, but to pee herself right in front of her friend, all over her car seat…

"Hey, I told you, it's okay," Jill said. "It's no big deal, really."

"I'm sorry, it's just so embarrassing," Susie said.

"You don't need to be embarrassed, sweetie, seriously."

"But I've ruined your car seat," Susie said.

"No you haven't. I told you, the seats can take it."

"But now I'm soaked," Susie said. "If we stop anywhere, how am I going to get out without someone seeing me?"

"Who said we had to stop anywhere?" Jill asked.

"What?" Susie was confused. "You said this trip would take a while. What if you have to pee?"

"Well," Jill said, "I could try to help you feel less embarrassed and wet myself, too." Susie gasped.

"You… what?"

"Yeah," Jill said, "why not? If I'm honest, until I woke you up you looked like you were really enjoying yourself. Does it feel good?" Susie paused and bit her lip. "You can tell me the truth," Jill said.

"Yes," Susie said, "up until I feel embarrassed it feels amazing. I actually enjoy it when I'm home alone and it happens."

"Okay, that settles it then. I've been needing to pee for the last half hour, and seeing you go made it worse. I'm going to try to just let it out in my seat while I drive." Susie watched as Jill sat up, scooted her bottom forward just a little bit, and spread her legs. "Oh, here it comes." Jill was wearing a pair of black leggings. She sighed, and seconds later Susie could see the crotch of the leggings glisten with wetness. "Oh, wow that feels good. Mmm." Jill breathed out and her leggings became saturated as her pee flowed out of her steadily, dribbled into the seat, and dripped onto the floor. "Oh my god, you were right. I can't believe I've never done this before." She sighed again and her pee hissed through the crotch of her leggings, adding to the puddle between her legs. Susie watched as the heavy flow became a trickle that dribbled into the puddle at Jill's crotch. Jill scooted forward more, pushing the puddle into the floor at her feet. "Holy shit that was amazing. Yeah, we don't need to make any bathroom stops now." Jill laughed, and Susie joined her.

Less than an hour later, Susie heard Jill sigh and looked to see the crotch of her leggings glisten with pee again. Susie was reclining in her seat trying to relax again, and even though she was not sleeping or dreaming, she decided since she was already wet to pee into her shorts and seat again. She felt her crotch get warm and heard it hissing as she let go completely.

"This is going to be a great camping trip," Jill said.

This story contains female wetting, masturbation, and sex (including brief anal).

Susie was dreaming. In her dream, she was floating on a cloud way up in the sky. She was perfectly relaxed and comfortable, laying on her back and enjoying the softness of the cloud, when she felt the need to pee. Susie smiled and sighed as she let go, soaking the cloud beneath her. She could hear her pee falling to the ground below as raindrops, and she smiled as she knew the people in the small village below must feel blessed by her gift to them. She certainly felt blessed as she could feel her warm pee dribbling into the soft cloud. It felt so real…

Susie sat up quickly as she awoke, realizing that she wasn't on a cloud at all but was in her own bed. She gasped as she felt the unmistakable warmth of her pee soaking into her sheets and mattress under her. "Oh shit," she said. She wanted to stop it, but she was in full flow, and at the same time she felt a similar soothing comfort as the one from her dream. Realizing the bed was already soaked, Susie just relaxed and stared open-mouthed as she emptied her bladder into her bed. It hissed out of her and pooled warmly between her legs, soaking quickly into the mattress and creating a spreading puddle on the bed.

When she finally finished, Susie could not believe what she had done. She crawled out of bed and stared at the big wet stain. Her bed was soaked, and she wasn't sure how or why this happened. She hadn't had an accident like this in years. She was divorced 45 year old with two grown children, for crying out loud! What also disturbed her was the pleasure she had felt while doing it, the acceptance and the relaxation. But she shrugged it off and figured it was just because she was still half asleep. All she could do now was strip the bed, throw the sheets into the laundry, and try her best to clean up the stain on her mattress. She had to do it quickly, though, because she also had to shower and get ready for work. Forty-five minutes later and she was out the door and off to work.

Work was boring. Susie sat at her cubicle, scrolling through reports and answering phone calls. One thing she appreciated about her job was the privacy. Her cubicle was in a far corner office by itself, and unless someone really needed her, most of the time she was unbothered by coworkers, and if her supervisor needed her he would simply call her office phone. 

Just after lunch, Susie found herself falling asleep at her desk. She was sitting at the edge of her chair, elbows rested on her desk, when her eyelids became heavy and she started to doze off.

She was dreaming again. This time she was sitting on the edge of a cliff, looking down at the village below. She smiled as she opened her legs, relaxed, and sent a strong stream off urine down upon the village, showering it with her warm flow.

Susie gasped and opened her eyes as she felt her panties fill with warm pee that soaked into the edge of her chair and dripped onto the floor. She watched helpless as she peed full flow through her panties, but she again felt that feeling of wonderful pride and relief, and all she could do was sit there and finish peeing into her panties, letting it drip quietly to the dark carpet. As soon as she finished, she felt a strange mix of arousal and shame, but she quickly looked around to see if anyone had seen her. 

Susie stood up from her chair and inspected the damage. Luckily, her skirt was still dry, but her panties were soaked, and there was a small stain on the edge of her office chair and some droplets of pee on the carpet, which would probably go unnoticed on this dark carpet. "What the hell is happening?" Susie asked. She grabbed some paper towels from the corner of her desk and did her best to wipe off her chair and her damp thighs inner thighs. She then walked to the bathroom, removed her panties and tried to wring them out and dry them off under the hand dryer. She finally got them dry enough to wrap them in a paper towel and stuff them in her purse. She would have to go commando for the rest of the day.

After work, Susie tried taking her mind off of what had happened twice that day, but she couldn't. It didn't help that she had to finish cleaning up her bed and put on new sheets. She kept trying to recall the dreams, but every time she could only remember small details. What she could remember vividly, though, was the brief but deep pleasure she felt from peeing herself. She couldn't understand it, but she also couldn't deny it. While the accidental wetting embarrassed and ashamed her, Susie had to admit that for the first few seconds of it she had really enjoyed the warm feeling of peeing herself. She put it out of her mind, though, and tried to move on with the rest of her day.

Later that evening, Susie was reclining on the couch watching reruns of a show when she started to doze off again. Somewhere in the back of her mind she thought about getting to walk to her bed, but the couch was pretty comfortable, so she stayed. After a little while, her eyes closed and she fell asleep.

Susie was dreaming again. This time she was laying back in an ornately decorated chaise in a large room, and there were people standing around, all of them staring eagerly at her. She smiled and moaned. "Mmm, here it comes." The people looked very pleased as a heavy flow of pee dribbled out of her and soaked the chaise cushion beneath her. Susie opened her mouth in a gasp of relief and pleasure as her warm pee sprayed out of her, splashing against her legs and the chaise.

She woke up gasping, but this time it was the same gasp of arousal she had felt in her dream. Susie looked between her legs and saw her warm pee spraying through her panties and soaking into the couch. It only occurred to her briefly that the couch might be ruined before she lost herself in the warm pleasure of fully wetting herself. "Ohhh, my god," she moaned. "I don't know… what's happening to me… but this… feels so good." Her pee continued to hiss through her panties and into the couch cushion, making a warm dark stain that spread beneath her. As her flow eased to a trickle, Susie could not help but reach down and rub herself. It only took a few strokes before she was screaming as she climaxed. Afterwards, Susie stood up from the couch and looked at the mess she had made. While she realized how bad it was, she did not feel as concerned as expected but instead the sight pleased her.

In spite of her little nap, Susie was still very tired, so she decided to go to bed. She started to change into pajamas, but she remembered the events of the day, which started with a bedwetting, so she chose to sleep naked. Susie had decided that if she had another accident and ended up ruining her mattress she would just have to buy another one. She crawled into her bed, smiling and the soft feel of the sheets against her naked body. Susie didn't know if anything would happen tonight or in the morning, and she was surprised to find that part of her wanted something to happen. She snuggled into her bed and was soon asleep.

Susie was dreaming again. In her dream she was laying on her back in a king-sized bed, surrounded by pillows and fully naked men. "It's okay," said one of the men. "Just let it go in the bed," said another. "We want you to," another said. Susie sighed and started to pee, feeling it dribble and pool between her legs, soaking her bottom and the bed with delicious warmth. As she continued to pee, a man to her right touched her labia and her slit, and then he grabbed her left leg and turned her towards him. He pulled her close to him and wrapped her leg over his and entered her. Then the man to her left scooted close behind her until he was spooning her, and then he slid his penis into her ass.

Susie woke up crying out, but it was the familiar cry of an orgasm. She was surprised (or maybe not) to see that in addition to her bed being soaked, she was laying on her side with one finger plunged into her vagina and another in her asshole. Susie panted and gasped as her climax subsided and she squirted more pee into her bed.

Although she still didn't understand what was happening to her or why these vivid dreams were causing such lewd behavior, Susie also knew she didn't want it to stop. She would just have to figure out how to manage them.

To be continued...
 

Dear Wet Carpet, 

Several of you have messaged me and asked for more info about my life after my husband discovered my wetting habits. Well, it's been amazing, as you can imagine. I didn't have to hide the pleasure I get from pissing myself or of peeing in naughty places, as long as I kept it discreet from our kids. He even joined me on a few rare occasions like when he caught me squatting in the corner of our dining room after having moved one of our dining chairs back to pee all over the linoleum floor under our dining table. I just gave him a naughty smile, and he grinned, unzipped his fly, took out his dick, and peed right there on our dining room floor. Our kids were at school, so soon after we finished peeing he approached me, and we had mind-blowing sex right there in our dining room.

Mostly, though, I enjoyed my pleasures alone because he was gone so much for work. I know some of you question me trusting him to be gone all the time after he had an affair, but what else could I do? Make him quit his career? Besides, he indulged me in other ways, as well, paying to have the carpets cleaned about once a month or the upholstery cleaned on our sofas and chairs.

There was one morning that he called me, waking me up, to let me know that his plane had landed safely. "Are you still in bed?" he asked. I had already sent the kids to school and had gone back to bed for a little while.

"I am," I said. "You woke me up early. My alarm doesn't go off for another half hour." He apologized. "It's okay," I said. "I need to pee anyway." I stretched and yawned. "Ugh, but I don't want to get up." He chuckled.

"Well, what are you going to do, just piss in the bed?" he asked.

"I just might," I said. I was just teasing him, although I was very excited by the thought of just laying there and letting all of my piss go in the bed.

"You do, and we'll need a new mattress… again," he said. He didn't sound bothered or upset by the idea.

"Hmm, well," I said, "it might be worth it. I just don't feel like getting up yet. And I really have to pee."

"Just go, then," he said. "I know you really want to." I was surprised by this, but I also felt my pussy quiver as soon as he said it.

"Wait, are you serious?" I asked.

"Yes," he said, "if you really want to piss the bed, then go for it. But I want to listen to you enjoy it." I smiled as I rolled over onto my back.

"Oh, you do, huh?" I said.

"Yes, I do."

"Mmm, good, because I can't hold it anymore," I said. I was still laying on my back under the covers, so I spread my legs just a little. I was wearing my nightgown and a pair of lacy panties. The nightgown was long enough that I could still feel it under me and knew it would be getting wet as well, but I didn't care. While holding the phone receiver to my ear, I did my best to relax. "Okay, here it comes," I said. Seconds later my panties filled with warm pee as I sighed and pissed my panties, soaking them and my nightgown and the bed. I could feel the sheets getting warm under me as I peed more and more, and I knew it was soaking through into the mattress. "Oh. Oh my god, this feels so good. Mmmm."

"You're really enjoying that, aren't you," my husband said. 

"Mmm, oh god yes," I said. "Mmm, shit, it's so warm and relaxing, but it feels naughty, too. Ohhh, the mattress is getting soaked."

"It's okay," he said, "let go. Enjoy yourself." As soon as he said this, I relaxed and emptied my bladder fully, feeling my warm pee saturate my panties and soak into the bed. 

"Mmm, that feels so good, I think I need to touch myself," I said.

"God, I wish I was there with you," he said. I heard something on the other end of the phone line that sounded like a zipper.

"Where are you?" I asked, as my pee was easing to a dribble but still warming my panties and the bed.

"My hotel room," he said, "and I want to jerk off while you touch yourself," he said.

"Mmm, okay," I said. With my panties still on, I rubbed my wet crotch, feeling the rub of the wet fabric against my clit. I gasped and moaned, and I could hear my husband stroking himself. "Ohhh, it's not gonna… be long," I said. "Mmm. Oh. Oh! Oh god, I'm gonna come! OHHHHhhhh!" As I cried out I could hear my husband grunting as he also came. As my climax ended, I felt my panties get wet again as I squirted into them, soaking the bed even more.

"That was so hot," my husband said. "Thank you."

"No, thank you," I said. "That will not be the last time I piss in our bed."

He chuckled. "So I should hold off on getting that new mattress."

"Probably," I said.

It was the right call because bedwetting became a regular thing for me after that, especially on lazy mornings like that or when I woke up in the middle of the night needing to pee, and I would just relax and piss in the bed. I loved the wet and warm feeling under me as it slowly soaked through the sheets and into the mattress. Of course I didn't masturbate every time, but it happened a lot. There were even a few times that I peed so hard into my panties and the bed that I didn't have to touch myself to come. 

When my husband returned home, he didn't wet the bed with me at first, but he would watch me do it and then would make love to me right on my wet spot. Finally, one morning he sat up to go to the bathroom, and I grabbed his arm and pulled him back down. "Fine then," he said, "I'll just piss right here because I really have to go." He took his dick out of his boxers and started spraying a warm stream of pee that splashed against my tummy and dripped to the bed. I moaned to show my delight. He peed more, and seeing his flow made me have to go, as well. While my husband's pee stream continued to splash against my belly, I relaxed and sprayed my own pee all over my inner thighs and the bed. When we finished, he moved close to me and we made love, not caring how soaking wet everything was.

And of course I continued peeing in random places in our house, as long as I was able to hide it from our kids. This went on for years until the summer before my daughter left for college.

But more on that in my next letter.
 

Karen