wetwulf

Very hot letter @MrSonata! I am always pleased to read anything you write.

Dear Wet Carpet, In my last letter, I hinted that my discreet wetting came to an end when my husband caught me. It happened so quickly that I wouldn't have even had time to explain myself. I had just put my son down for a nap. I was relaxing in the front room of our house, which is not far from the nursery. I dozed off for maybe fifteen minutes, and then I woke up needing to pee. I stood up, honestly about to make the long walk to the bathroom, but then I looked around the room and had a thought. The floor in the front room was carpeted with a very smooth lightly colored beige carpet, an

🔥 Pleeeeeeaaaase tell me there's more! That bed needs even more soaking.

Looking forward to it!

Dear Wet Carpet, Some time ago, one of your readers wrote a letter about me inspiring her to pee herself while staying at a beach resort and after she got back. That's right, this is Karen (and please, no "ok Karen" jokes since I am nothing like those bitches, and that isn't my real name anyway). Some things you might not know about me. Most of the time I am quite elegant and proper. My husband is a partner at a very well known law firm downtown. As a result, I have been able to be a stay-at-home wife and mother. We have two children together, a son and a daughter. Both are adults n

Dear Wet Carpet, I have spent plenty of time browsing the letters that have been submitted to your publication, and I can say without a doubt that Elaine's letters about the library are some of my favorites. This is mostly because it reminds me of my university days. For introduction's sake, I am a 41 year old brunette mother of two, although when most of these stories took place I was about 19-20. I have always been cute and chubby with a small tummy, big boob, and a nice round ass. I have been happily married for 20 years to a man I actually met while in college. In fact, he'll ma

Interesting start... 🤔

This is the next letter from Elaine. It contains wetting, masturbation, golden showers, and sex. After Anna's incredible show for us, we got dressed and joined the rest of the partiers downstairs. While we did not witness or experience anything as intense as before, we did watch a few other couples having sex. Anna eventually left us to enjoy ourselves. We were relaxing at the bar when Sharon looked at me. "I need to pee," she said. She glanced around, clearly still unsure about peeing in front of strangers. I had to pee, as well, so in hope of emboldening Sharon I parted my legs a

This is the next letter by Elaine. It contains wetting, masturbation, explicit sex, and golden showers. What happened next was like something out of a dream. Anna snapped her fingers loudly, and as she did, a door on the side of the room opened and two men entered, both of them very naked. Anna pointed to the one on her left, a blonde with tight muscles. "This is Donovan." Then to the one on her right, a brunette who was a little less muscular but still attractive, "And this is Jack." They approached her, and she reached out to grab each man's penis. She rubbed, first gently and th

Dear Wet Carpet, So the story continues. If you remember from last time, Sharon and I were on our way to the party when we got stuck in traffic and ended up having to pee in my car. In total we were stuck in traffic for an hour, finally moving slowly but surely, until it eventually cleared up and we were able to go the speed limit again. Once we were moving, Sharon surprised me by sliding her shorts and panties down her legs and sitting her bare bottom on the already wet seat. "Might as well," she said. Then she sighed and dribbled warm pee into the seat, giggling as it hissed and s

Dear Wet Carpet, I know that many of you have been waiting patiently for my next letter. I have been overwhelmed, but in a good way, by all the messages from other readers and some who have submitted their own letters and expressed how much they admire my letters. This really excites me because I have been reading these letters for years and am a big fan of many of you who have written to me. So many great stories of naughty pissing. Well, my next story is long, so I may need to break it down into a few letters. In fact, the fun began even before the party. After receiving directio

Please don't stop! Love your stories. So hot!

Wish granted @Lutab. This is the next letter from Elaine. It contains desperation, peeing, wetting, pee vandalism, and sex. Dear Wet Carpet, I had hoped to have more stories to share with you, and of course I do. First I want to share that I replied to that party invitation, and Sharon and I will be guests at this woman's party next Friday (unless I chicken out; it's an overnight kind of thing, and I'm having butterflies about spending the night in a strange house with people I don't know). Sharon, however, has already informed her husband and sons that she will be away that w

I'm just going to say it: some of the same politicians and people who are trying to censor and police the internet are also the ones diddling kids.

This is the next letter from Elaine. This letter contains naughty peeing, deliberate wetting, masturbation, and sex. Dear Wet Carpet, It's me again, your favorite naughty librarian. I continue to receive really sweet messages from other members, including some invitations should I ever choose to share my wetting experiences with anyone other than my friend and coworker Sharon. I even received a message from a very sweet lady who said she hosts parties at which the restrooms are closed to anything other than number two and party members are encouraged to be creative and advent

Well, I think since the two of them have experienced the pleasures of wetting the bed and since Jamie doesn't seem to be too concerned about wetting in naughty places, maybe they can have an evening in together and they make a dare that neither of them can use the bathroom if they have to pee. And they can even try to see who can hold it the longest. The options are open then for them to pee wherever or however in the apartment. And of course you could tell us what happened the next morning after they wake up from their first bedwetting together.

Oh wow @Ajr972 that was my favorite chapter yet! So hot that they both wet the bed together!

Another great chapter! And I know the girls will have an amazing time at Lisa's. I hope that chapter is coming soon!

Ohhh wow this is going to be amazing I just know it! Thanks for another hot chapter.

This is the next chapter in Elaine's wet adventures. This includes deliberate female wetting, nudity, masturbation, and furniture and bed wetting. Dear Wet Carpet, Several members have messaged me and asked me to write the next chapter in my story, to tell all about our girls' night. Well, in case you haven't been following, I have embraced my pee fetish and recently started peeing and wetting in my house. So far I have wet my couch, my floor, my bed, my kitchen, and my front porch. After telling my coworker and friend Sharon about it, she wanted to come over to my place for a girls

So hot! I hope there is more to the story!

Looking forward to it!

Dear Wet Carpet, In my last letter, I left off the morning after I had decided to fully embrace my pee fetish, to not be concerned about peeing anywhere in my house. I had wet my couch, my floor, and my bed. I had talked to Sharon about this and was about to enjoy a day off while she had to work. After I hung up with Sharon, I decided to get out of bed since I was fully awake. I stood up and turned around to finally see the huge wet spot on my bed. Most of the top sheet was covered with one big dark wet stain, and there were several dark wet spots on the blanket, as well. I knew the

Dear Wet Carpet, I am sure some of you are tired of hearing from me, but it would seem I have my share of fans, so here is another letter for them. I hinted at the end of my last letter that my life had not been the same (nor had my furniture) since embracing my pee fetish. This became even more true that very same evening. After taking a shower, I walked naked into my bedroom after drying off, and as soon as I stepped into my room I felt the need to pee. I debated going back and getting the towel I had used to dry off, but then I recalled the events of the evening as I looked down

Nice story @Ajr972. I think I'd like to see more of these two ladies.