wetwulf

Your stories are fantastic, RedHatter, some of the best I've ever read on here. Like you, I love the boldness and the nonchalance of girls peeing wherever they want. Keep it up, and I look forward to your next great story.

Excellent first installment Vassal. I love that you're writing about a couple discovering their first wet adventures together. I look forward to the next chapter.

Thanks @daemoniak . Glad you enjoyed it. Look for the last two parts soon.

Hot stuff, as always, buddy. I look forward to your next great story. Maybe something similar to your Piss Palace stories?

Excellent story, RedHatter. This just might be your best. I look forward to whatever you have next.

After their massages, the girls put their robes back on and made sure they followed the masseur's instructions, drinking a bottle of water each while they waited. A little while later, they were lead to a room with two reclining seats. They leaned back as two Asian women dabbed at the girls' faces with soft cloths and rubbed on exfoliating creams, then placed cucumbers over their eyes.

"I thought this whole thing was a cliche," Denise said, laughing. "But they really do this."

"Yep," Starla said.

After their faces were thoroughly cleaned and creamed, one of the Asian ladies spoke.

"You rest now. We will be back to wash off the cream."

"Mmm, this is my favorite part," Starla said.

"What's that?" Denise asked.

"Nap time." Both girls laughed as they relaxed in their comfy chairs. Denise sighed and tried to empty her mind, or whatever it is they tell you to do when you're trying to relax. As she sighed, though, she started to feel the pressure in her bladder from the bottle of water. Nothing serious, but she would have to pee soon.

"So, how long does this usually take?" she asked.

"I don't know," Starla said. "This is actually my first time doing this."

"But you said..."

"Yeah, I know, but I'm just really tired and I knew they let you rest while it works. Just relax and enjoy the down time. Who cares if it's five minutes or fifteen minutes?"

Denise squirmed in her seat as she tried to relax again and get comfortable.

"You have to pee again, don't you?" Starla asked. In spite of the weight of the cream on her face, Denise could feel her cheeks get red.

"Is it that obvious?"

Starla laughed. "Yes, it is. Just relax and do it. I mean, really, after everything we've done so far?"

"But I'll soak my robe. And then these ladies come back in and here I'm sitting in a soaked robe."

"Would you just relax? Seriously. This is supposed to be stress relief. You already peed during the massage, so I'm sure these ladies heard all about that. Just lay back and relax. If it happens, it happens."

"Fine," Denise said. The pressure in her bladder had grown from a nag to a need, anyway, and even if the ladies came in soon, she probably wouldn't last long enough for them to remove the cream and let her go to the bathroom. She sat back in the chair, feeling the comfort of the leather cushions and her naked body against the soft robe. As she relaxed, she could feel her pee traveling from her bladder to her urethra. She started to tense, a reflex, but resisted it and just relaxed again. A tiny dribble started and she sighed as it warmed her vagina and dripped softly to her bottom.

"Are you peeing?" Starla asked.

"Mmm hmm," Denise said, as her pee continued to slowly leak out.

"Ohh, I wish I could see it. Tell me how it feels."

"Warm," Denise said. "It's dribbling down my slit. Ohh..."

"Just relax and let it go," Starla said. "But keep telling me how it feels."

"It's soaking my robe under me. I can feel it warming my butt. Ohh, this feels so good. Oh, it's coming... Uhhh." Denise spread her legs as she felt her pee coming out full force now, spraying against her thighs and the front of her robe. "Mmm, it's... spraying all over my legs... Ohh... it's so hot."

As she continued to pee, Denise could hear Starla squirming and moaning in the chair next to her. She knew what was going on.

"Keep talking."

"Ohh, I can't stop. I'm so wet but it feels so good. Ohh. I'm going to close my legs and pee like that." She did as she said and put her legs together, feeling the warm squirt of her pee as it sprayed against her inner thighs. Since the front of her robe was already wet, she started stroking herself through her robe. It didn't take long for her to climax as she also heard Starla gasping and then moaning out loud, followed by a loud splashing sound as Starla obviously squirted her warm pee all over the tile floor.

"Mmm, that's nice. Ahhh..." After a few more seconds of splashing and moaning, both girls relaxed into their seats again.

"We have to do this again sometime," Starla said.

"Definitely, if they let us come back." They both laughed and waited for the ladies to come in.

After their hot tub time ended, the girls were led to another room, this one with two massage tables, some fake trees with white lights strung through them, and a serenity fountain in the corner. Denise almost wanted to laugh at the tackiness of it, but she was sure the massage would be incredible. Especially after she spotted the two men, one at each table. One of them wore a black shirt that hugged his muscles nicely. Denise could tell he had good, strong arms, perfect for a masseur (and maybe more). The other was a little less bulky, but still slender with longer brown hair and an attractive beard. Starla and Denise looked at each other and smiled.

“Gentlemen, if you could leave the room for a bit,” the escort said, “and give these girls a few minutes to get ready.” The two men did as she asked and as the three of them left Denise and Starla alone.

“Oh my god,” Starla said, her eyes wide. “This just might end up being the greatest massage of my life.”

“I know, right?” Denise said.

After some nonverbal debate, the girls disrobed and crawled onto the massage table of their choice. Denise chose the one with the longer-haired young man, figuring her larger-than-life friend would appreciate a man to match her proportions. Also, Denise liked her men a little on the rugged side. After they were covered up, there was a light knock at the door.

“Ready ladies?” The girls said they were ready and the two men entered. Denise could not help but moan as the young man first began to rub at her neck with firm but pleasant force. She could also hear Starla’s whimpers of pleasure as her masseur worked on her neck and shoulders as well.

“So,” Starla mumbled, “am I the best friend ever, or what?”

“Ohhh, you are,” Denise answered. The men continued to massage the girls’ necks, shoulders, and back. Denise felt herself nodding off several times until a low voice stirred her.

“Do you mind if I lift the towel to rub the back of your thighs?” Denise just mumbled her answer and the man lifted the towel and placed it just below her buttocks. He ran his strong hands from just above her heels, across her calves, and slowly up her thighs, stopping just beneath where the towel ended. A tingle between her legs sent shivers all over her body.

“Oooh, I’m sorry,” Denise said.

“It’s okay. That’s normal. If you feel uncomfortable, I can stop.”

“No, please, don’t stop.” The man repeated the movement and Denise gasped as his hands stopped just below her buttocks again. The same tingling feeling overtook her, but this time she felt a twinge in her bladder. Uh oh, she thought. Denise had heard about people accidentally peeing themselves during a massage, and, in spite of everything that had happened, she did not want to have an accident in front of this guy she had never met, not to mention the damage to the massage table and towels. He rubbed up her thighs again and this time she had to clench as a spasm hit her bladder.

“Just relax,” he said. Denise could hear Starla moaning and could only assume her masseur was performing a similar act on her. She wondered if it triggered the same reaction.

“Um, I can’t,” she said. “This is embarrassing, but I have to pee.” She started to sit up, but the man began to rub her thighs again, pressing her down firmly but tenderly.

“That’s also normal. Being this relaxed can trigger those sorts of feelings. If you can’t control it anymore, just let go.”

“Are you serious?” she asked.

“Denise,” Starla said, “listen to the man… ohh… It happens. In fact… uhhhhh.” Curious about her friend’s moans, Denise lifted her head and peeked over. To her amazement, Starla had spread her legs apart and, as her masseur rubbed at her lower back, released her bladder. Denise could hear it splashing onto the towel beneath Starla’s naked body. “Ohh, that’s so nice,” Starla said. The masseur never halted his massage as Starla moaned again.

“Come on, now,” Denise’s masseur said. “Why don’t you roll over on your side and I’ll work on your neck.” Something in his voice was both commanding and comforting. It was sexy as hell. Denise did as he said, not caring that as she rolled over, her towel unraveled and dropped to the floor. The man picked it up and placed it back over her, covering her breasts and crotch. So he’s a gentleman, too. As he began to caress her neck gently, Denise closed her eyes. “That’s it,” he said. “Relax. You’re too tense. I promise it’s okay. I don’t mind.”

Denise moaned as the man rubbed a spot in her neck that seemed to liberate all of the tension she had been clinging to her entire life. It traveled in a wave from her neck, to her shoulders, to her chest, to her stomach, and finally to her bladder. Sighing, she let go and sprayed her pee into the towel at her crotch. The warmth as it soaked her thighs and trickled between her legs was so wonderful that she could not stifle a gasp. The sound of her pee as it squirted from her crotch could be heard throughout the room.

“Sound like… you’re really…ahhh… enjoying yourself,” Starla said.

“Mmm hmmm… ohh.”

As the man continued to rub her neck, reaching closer to her chest, Denise moaned, feeling her warm flow tickle her clitoris. “Ohhh...I think I’m gonna...” Biting her lip to keep from screaming, Denise shuddered as she climaxed. Meanwhile, her masseur continued his work, seemingly unaffected. She opened her eyes, though, and noticed a bulge in his pants that suggested otherwise.

“I’m sorry,” Denise said.

“That’s okay. That’s also quite normal.”

Denise peered over at Starla, who was now also on her back, enjoying a foot rub. “You really are the best friend ever.”

"I have a surprise for you," Starla said, as they walked toward the collection of shops at the outlet mall. Denise smiled, wondering what Starla had in mind. It had already been an eventful few days with both girls enjoying the pleasure of wetting themselves privately, publicly, and together, as well as pleasuring each other a few times. Even on their way from the train station to the outlet mall, Denise had watched enraptured as Starla peed herself several times, soaking her legs and leaving a puddle on the ground. Denise had not peed since the train and hoped the surprise included a bathroom trip.

"Now I'm scared," Denise joked. "What is it?" Starla just grinned and took Denise's hand, leading her down a corridor of stores, passing a place that sold purses and bags, a shoe store, and a children's clothes store. Denise also thought she spotted a sign that said RESTROOMS and she felt a familiar twinge in her bladder. "Can we stop by the bathroom first?" she asked.

"Nope, no time. We have an appointment." They finally rounded a corner and Starla stopped in front of a wide pane of glass. Inside were women sitting at hair dryers, others getting their nails done, and more waiting patiently in cozy chairs. Above the wide pane of glass was a sign that read NEW DAY SPA. Denise gasped.

"This place has everything," Starla said. "A full beauty salon, massage parlor, hot tubs, you name it they probably do it. I booked us some hot tub time, massages, and we can get our nails and hair done, too, if you want. My treat. Are you in?"

"I'm in." Denise said, without hesitation.

Inside, the girls were escorted to a private room where a large tub stood steaming in the center. The room was decorated with a variety of foliage and impressive artwork. "Okay ladies," the escort said, "Feel free to undress and relax. I will lock this door as I leave. When your time is up, the light above the hot tub will blink. I will give you enough time to become decent again and then I will return. Any questions." Both girls shook their heads and the lady left them, locking the door behind her with a loud thunk.

No longer finding any reason to be shy, Denise and Starla undressed. Starla quickly stepped eagerly up to the tub and stepped in. "Ohhh, this is so nice," she said. "Come on in, Denise."

Denise hesitated. "I kind of have to pee," she said.

"Well... pee here, then. The water is hot and I'm sure people pee in it all the time."

Denise bit her lip. "I kind of want to... um..."

"Oh, you naughty girl," Starla said, grinning. "You want to pee on the floor, don't you?" Denise nodded. She noted the damp tile floor around the hot tub, wet from splashes from the bubbly water as well as from bathers entering and exiting. "Go ahead," Starla said. "Stand right there and go."

Keeping her legs together, Denise sighed and let go. She moaned as the stream sprayed against her inner thighs and trickled down her legs, tickling her clitoris. She opened her eyes and peered down, watching her warm pee as it soaked her legs and feet and made a puddle on the tile floor. She spread her legs a little and pushed, smiling as her stream sprayed out and splashed loudly against the floor. Her flow finally slowed to a light trickle as she climbed the steps to the tub, allowing the last few drops to fall as she walked.

“Wow,” Starla said. “That was just… wow.” Denise grinned as she stepped into the hot tub. To her surprise, the warm water seemed to trigger something and she started peeing again, just a soft trickle that added to the water’s already comforting warmth.

“I don’t know how I’m going to top that,” Starla said. She stood up and looked around the room, wondering if there was any way she could top Denise’s performance. Smiling, she climbed up and sat her voluptuous rear end on the side of the hot tub. Denise watched as Starla spread her legs, licked her lips, and began to pee full force. It was a strong, messy pee that sprayed all over Starla’s legs and splashed noisily into the hot tub. Even the sound of the bubbles could not mask the loud splashes as Starla sighed and continued to spray her warm pee into the water. As she peed, Starla reached her hand down and caressed her vagina, soaking her fingers but not seeming to care. Denise watched as she slipped her own fingers into her vagina under the warm water. Starla’s stream began to dwindle, but her strokes did not and soon she was gasping and finally moaned as she climaxed. Denise caressed her clitoris and managed to squirt a little more pee into the hot tub as she also gasped and sunk deeper into the warm water, sighing as a small orgasm sent chills through her.

Both girls smiled at each other as Starla stepped back into the water and sunk to her breasts in the warm current of the hot tub.

The girls decided to take a train into town to do some shopping. Denise knew she would need a new wardrobe for school. Less slacks and more skirts, perhaps. As they boarded the train, they were pleased to see that it was mostly empty. It was too late for work traffic and since school was out for the summer, it was not crowded with students. But there were still a few people in their car. An older gentleman in a suit, a young, twenty-something girl with red hair, and a lady with her who could have been her mother or older sister.

"So," Starla said, grinning as she lifted her skirt just enough that she wasn't sitting on it, "We're going to hit the outlets first. That's the hippest place to shop."

"Okay. I know I need some new shoes and a few skirts and dresses."

"Mmm hmm. we both know why you need skirts and dresses." Denise's eyes widened and she looked nervously at the other people in the train car.

"Not so loud."

"What? They don't know what I'm talking about."

The train began to slow and the older gentleman stepped to the doors. As they opened, he glanced at Denise and cleared his throat before stepping out.

"Oooh, I believe that hot older guy just checked you out." Denise felt her face get flushed. She had never thought about the possibility of being with an older man. He wasn't bad looking, either.

Movement from the young girl caught their attention. She had her legs pressed tightly together and she looked uncomfortable. The woman with her put a comforting hand on her back. Both Denise and Starla could not help but stare.

"How much further, Mom?" The girl asked.

"Two more stops, sweetheart. About fifteen minutes." The girl growled, squeezing her legs tighter and rocking back and forth in her seat. Starla could not stay quiet any longer and spoke up.

"They need bathrooms on these trains," she said.

"I know, right?" the girl replied, trying to chuckle. "Ahh, this sucks. I have to pee so bad."

"I know, Eva, I do, too," her mother said, "but there's nothing I can do."

"I'm about to pee right here on this train!" Eva snapped. Denise looked at Starla, who looked back and winked.

"I am sure these young ladies wouldn't appreciate that," her mother said. "Nor would the train people... whoever they are."

"Hell with them," Eva shouted. "They should've put bathrooms on these things, then."

"Um," Denise spoke, "we don't mind, really, if you have to pee."

"What?" Eva said.

"It's okay with us if you just want to pee here." Eva and her mother both peered at Denise and Starla, their eyes wide with surprise and maybe a little relief.

"Are you sure?" Eva asked.

"Go ahead," Starla said. "There's no one else here and we don't mind. In fact, I kind of have to go right now, too." She bunched the front of her skirt so the girl and her mother could see her panties, sat up in her seat, and spread her legs. Right away, her panties darkened with her warm pee and began to fill the seat cushion beneath her.

"Oh my god," the mother said. Denise watched both girls, smiling as they stared, perplexed and mesmerized by Starla's brazenness.

"Mmmm, that feels really good," Starls said. "So warm...ahhhhh..."

"Okay, I'm sorry, Mom, but I can't hold it anymore. I'm gonna just go." Eva unfastened her jeans and quickly tugged them down her thighs, shoving them and her panties all the way to her ankles. As her mother looked on, wide-eyed, Eva sat back in her seat and with a sigh released her bladder. "Ohhhh, that feels so much better. Ohhh." Her spray hissed out of her loud enough that it echoed throughout the train car. It splashed messily against the seat and her thighs and darkened the cushion at her crotch. "Mom, this feels so... good... You have to... try this. Ohhhh."

Eva's mother looked reluctant, but she pressed her hand between her crotch. Watching her daughter's flow must have increased her own need.

"It's okay," Denise said, "really. Just let it go."

"Ah, what the hell," the mother said. She stood up and reached under her dress, pulling off her panties. Then she lifted her dress up and bunched it at her lap so she wasn't sitting on it. The other three girls waited as she closed her eyes. She sat that way for about fifteen seconds. Denise began to wonder if maybe she had peed quietly into the seat and they hadn't noticed. "I can't do it. I tried, but it won't come out. This is just too weird."

Denise sat up in her seat. "Just imagine you're in the bathroom. Sit up, spread your legs, and just go. Like this." Without moving her skirt out of the way, Denise let go and began to pee into her seat.

"Denise, you're peeing in your skirt!" Starla said.

"Too late now," Denise said as she spread her legs and peed full-force into her skirt and the seat cushion. She licked her lips and looked down at the wet spot forming at her crotch as her warm pee sprayed against her inner thighs and trickled into the seat.

The mother seemed to take Denise's advice as she sat up as if on a toilet seat, her knees together. "I can't believe I'm doing this, but I just can't hold it anymore" She sighed and let go. This time, her pee hissed out right away. At the first sound of her pee hissing into her seat, the mother gasped and opened her eyes. "Oh my... that is warm...mmm." She closed her eyes again as the hissing sound grew louder and she spread her legs a little. "Ohh... that feels so... ahhh..." Her gasps became louder as she continued to pee. Some of her urine began to drip from the seat to the floor, splashing her feet, but she didn't seem to care. "I think I'm gonna... uhhh... oh my god..." As Denise, Starla, and Eva watched, the mother shuddered as she climaxed right in front of them, her warm pee still dripping from the edge as she slumped back into the seat and sighed.

"That was amazing. I haven't orgasmed like that in a long time. I'm so sorry, Eva. That must have been so embarrassing for you." Eva was pulling her panties and jeans back up and she smiled at her mother.

"No, Mom, it's okay. I think I kind of did, too. I'm sorry, but I really enjoyed that." Denise and Starla grinned at each other.

"I'm guessing that's not the first time you girls have peed somewhere like this before?" Now they both blushed as the mother peered at them with that mommy look. "Well," she said, winking. "I don't think it will be our last."

Starla reluctantly opened her eyes to sunlight peeking through her window. She groaned, rolled over and pulled the covers over her head. As she did this, she felt the familiar cold wetness of soaked sheets. She also peered into the sleeping face of her roommate, Denise.

"Hey," Starla said. Denise opened her eyes and smiled.

"Hey."

"We're all wet," Starla said, giggling. "I think that's my fault, sorry."

"No, I helped a bit." Denise grinned to show her pride.

"You did? Wow. In your sleep, or...?"

"No. I woke up and you had already soaked the bed, so I just..." Denise paused, and it was on the tip of her tongue to tell Starla about her carpet wetting. "I just figured what the hell."

Denise shivered a little and squirmed in the cooling wetness. She didn't want to get out of bed, but the cold sheets were getting uncomfortable and the sun was getting brighter. "I guess we should get up," she sighed.

"Okay, hang on," Starla said, as she rolled over on her back and removed the covers. "I'm gonna... Ahhhhh." Immediately, her panties darkened as she released her bladder. It hissed out of her loudly and warmed the sheets and mattress at her crotch. Denise watched as Starla pulled the crotch of her panties aside and continued to pee full force into the mattress, spraying her thighs with glistening urine and darkening the puddle between her legs. "Mmm, that's nice. Ohhh."

Unable to control herself any longer, Denise reached over and touched Starla's vagina, feeling the warm splashes of pee on her fingers as she stroked Starla's clitoris. Starla gasped and she reached over and pulled Denise over her. "You... you have no idea... how great... this feels..." Denise stopped stroking for a moment and reached down to remove her own panties.

"Show me," she said, and with a sigh she began to pee onto Starla's legs. Starla reached up and began to stroke Denise's vagina as she continued to pee. Denise returned to touching Starla's clitoris as she felt her own warm pee tickling her crotch while Starla touched her. "Oh my god," she moaned as she sprayed her friend's fingers while she stroked and felt delicate splashes against her legs and the mattress. "Ohhh... mmm."

As their pee subsided, both girls began to stroke more furiously. Their pants became gasps as the relished in the warm wetness and the sensation of their hands on each other. Finally, they climaxed together, screaming out and then relaxing in an exhausted heap in each other's arms. Still laying on top of Starla, Denise felt another small urge to pee and did not ignore it as she relaxed and soaked her legs and Starla's legs.

"This is going to be a good day," Starla said.

Denise sat up in bed as she felt warmth along her back. She wondered for a moment if she had wet the bed. It would be the first time since childhood she had wet in her sleep. She rolled over on her back and inspected her clothes. The back of her gown was soaked, but the crotch of her panties were still dry. A soft hissing turned her attention to Starla. Even in the dimness of the room, she could tell her friend was peeing softly into her panties, soaking the sheets and mattress even more.

A nagging in Denise's stomach reminded her of her own need to pee as she watched Starla's flow subside to a trickle. She removed the covers and sat up, considering her options. It would be much easier to just lay back down and join Starla in soaking the bed. But as her new boldness and naughtiness took over, Denise thought. The carpet in Starla's room was dark brown. Surely, it would conceal a wet stain, especially if she chose the perfect spot.

Denise stood up and looked around the room. In her grogginess, she slipped her panties off, but had trouble staying on her feet and she sat down on the floor next to the bed. This motion sent a spasm through her bladder and she gasped as she felt a small spurt escape. The two second warmth at her crotch gave her chills, almost making her lose control. She held on, though, as she continued to weigh her options.

What if she just lay here on the floor and peed. If she aimed her flow just right, she could pee under the bed and no one would notice. In the bed above her, Starla mumbled something like, "Just pee right here." Denise wondered what her friend could be dreaming about. Another hissing sound convinced her that it didn't matter. Starla was enjoying herself.

Denise rolled over on her left side and peered under the bed. It was a pretty high bed, so there was a lot of space between the railing and the floor. In spite of her habits, Starla kept her room neat. There seemed to be nothing under the bed except empty space. This encouraged Denise as she rolled over on her stomach and scooted as far as she could under the bed. She relaxed in this position and enjoyed the feel of the carpet fibers against her bare crotch. The pressure on her stomach was too much, though, and she closed her eyes and let go.

Denise could not stifle a gasp as the warmth of her flow immediately enveloped her crotch. Oh, that feels so good. It sprayed out of her with a forceful hiss as her urine splashed against her thighs and soaked the carpet. She knew this would not be the last time she would be soaking a carpet this way. The release was so relaxing that Denise worried she might fall asleep right there under the bed. Reluctantly, she cut off her flow and climbed out from under the bed.

Starla had rolled over and was snoring now. The blanket around her crotch had turned dark from her pee. Leaving her panties on the floor, Denise lifted the covers and crawled back into bed. The coldness of the wet sheets made her wince. Time to warm us back up, she thought. She snuggled close to Starla, closed her eyes, and released the hold on her bladder. Her pee hissed loudly, warming her crotch and legs and adding to the wetness of the already soaked mattress.

It didn't take her long to fall back to sleep.

As the girls snuggled close to each other, nervously, but willingly, they closed their eyes and were soon drifting off to sleep.

Starla dreamed she was on a plane. It was crowded with people she recognized from school and a few family members. She looked around and waved at some of them, but they didn't seem to notice her. A closer look revealed that they were not who she thought, but very similar. Outside, big white clouds passed by the plane rapidly.

"How are we today?" a voice said, startling her. She turned to face the flight attendant, a middle-aged woman who looked a lot like Starla's mother, but much thinner and with red hair. "Comfortable?" As she asked this, it suddenly occurred too Starla that she was terrified of flying.

"No, I... I want to get off."

"Well, now, that may come later, but for now just sit tight and get comfortable." She rubbed Starla's shoulder gently as she continued on to the next passenger, a girl who resembled Starla's high school best friend. Starla looked out the window again, probably a mistake as she saw the clouds becoming a white blur as they darted past. She gasped and in her fear felt a twinge in her bladder.

Starla turned behind her, looking for the bathroom, and noticed that there didn't seem to be a way out of the section she was in. The rows of seats extended all the way to what seemed to be the rear of the plane. She looked ahead of her and again rows and rows extending to what must have been the cockpit.

"Excuse me?" Starla said, motioning for the attendant, who was at the front of the plane, now, talking to a gray haired man who could have been Starla's grandfather or uncle or English professor. Then, in seconds she was next to Starla.

"What is it, sweetheart?"

"I need to pee. There's no bathroom."

"Of course not, honey. We don't need them." Starla's confusion must have been obvious as the attendant caressed her shoulder again. "Just pee here."

"What?"

"Just sit there and pee. Let it go. It's okay. Watch." Standing where Starla could see her, the attendant closed her eyes and sighed as a dark patch appeared at the front of her skirt. Small droplets of pee dripped to the floor and a steady stream ran down her legs, soaking her bare feet and the carpet.

"So, I can just pee in my seat?"

"Of course," the attendant says. "Look around." She motions to other passengers and as Starla looks to her left, she sees a blonde who resembles her sister spreading her legs and peeing freely into her seat and skirt. In the row in front of the girl is a guy who looks a lot like one of her exes, fly unzipped and penis out, spraying a jet of urine up and all over his lap. All around her, she can hear sounds of relief as many of the familiar but strange passengers wet themselves or pulled off their clothes to spray their pee on the floor, on the backs of the seats, even on each other.

"Oh, I need to pee so bad," Starla said. She sat back in her seat, unbuttoned her jeans, and tugged them down her thighs. She reached for the crotch of her panties and pulled them aside. "I'm just gonna pee here. I can't hold it anymore."

She was alone now on the plane as she looked down at her own crotch and sighed, peeing full-force into the seat. Her pee sprayed into the soft cushion under her and she felt it warm her bottom. She pressed harder as her stream squirted past the seat, splashing all over her jeans and thighs. The relief was amazing. Starla gasped and continued to soak her seat.

Next... Denise wakes up...

Denise was out of her clothes fast as the followed Starla down the hall to the bathroom. It was almost as if her body were working on its own, without her control, as they entered the bathroom. Starla reached into the linen closet and dropped two towels on the floor. She stepped into the shower and Denise followed.

As soon as the water was on, splashing over their bodies, their hands started exploring each other. Denise moaned as she felt Starla's fingers delicately caressing her inner thighs. She ran her own fingers through Starla's hair and pressed her body closer, feeling Starla's full breasts against her own small but perky breasts. They kissed lightly, nervously, as the warm water splashed over them.

"I have to pee again," Denise admitted. Starla kissed her neck softly and pressed her body closer, not showing any sign of letting her go anywhere. "I'm going to pee on you," she warned. Denise moaned as she just let go. She felt Starla press her leg between hers as her flow started. She could not stifle a gasp as Starla started gently rubbing her thigh against her vagina. This was a new and intense feeling as she pressed down and peed full force, the spray of her urine warming her crotch and Starla's thigh.

As Denise continued to pee, Starla pressed her own vagina against Denise's thigh and Denise scooted forward more, bringing their bodies even closer. They were humping each other's legs now, gasping and panting together. "Oh, here it comes," Starla cried out and Denise immediately felt the warmth of her urine, a surprising contast to the warm shower water, as it soaked her thigh and dripped to the tub beneath them.

When her flow subsided, Denise started rocking harder and could not resist reaching a hand to her vagina. Starla pushed it away, though, and replaced it with her own. Denise gasped as her body began to tingle. She reached her own hand down, searching for Starla's vagina. As she felt the warm urine splash her fingers, she resisted the urge to pull away and instead caressed Starla's clitoris as the warm pee soaked her hand.

Within seconds, both girls cried out, Denise nearly falling to her knees in ecstasy as she screamed.

After washing each other, Starla turned off the water and yanked open the shower curtain. She stepped out onto the towels and without saying anything, began to pee freely. Denise watched as it sprayed messily from Starla's vagina, splashing against her thighs and to the floor.

Not wanting to be outdone, Denise stepped out of the tub and sat on the tile floor. She scooted one of the towels close to her and closed her legs over it. Ger eyes closed and mouth open, Denise let go with a sigh. She relished the warmth as it enveloped her crotch and inner thighs. She opened her legs and peed full force into the towel, not opening her eyes but enjoying the delicate trickling sound as her flow subsided.

Next... do roommates become bedmates?

As soon as they stepped through the door, Denise could not believe she had to pee again.

"Those large sodas really kick my bladder's ass," she said. Starla giggled as she dropped her purse and keys onto the table and flopped down on the couch. Denise started for the bathroom.

"Where are you going?" Starla asked.

"To the bathroom."

"Why? I thought we were past that. Come in and sit down. Get comfortable."

In spite of everything they had done so far, the bedwetting, peeing in public, wetting the car seats, Denise peered around the front room at the carpeted floor and the soft furniture and felt reluctant.

"Are you serious? In here?"

"Why not?" Starla asked. "It's our house. I bought this furniture with my own money, so what's the problem?" She sat up on the couch and pointed to the chair across the room. "Have a seat. Get cozy."

"It's a little difficult to get cozy when I have to pee."

"Just sit down and we'll chit-chat and if you have to pee, you can just pee where you are." Denise sat down in the seat and right away felt a twinge in her bladder. This would not last long. "So, what just happened... at the movies... that was new."

Denise bit her lip. "Yeah, it was." For some reason, she had trouble making eye contact with Starla.

"I mean, I'm not lesbian or anything. I love guys. Oh, do I ever love guys. But that was... nice."

"Yeah, nice," Denise mumbled.

"Well, if it bothered you, I'm sorry."

"No!" Denise said, "It really was nice. I just really have to pee. I'm sorry." Without getting up from the chair or removing her skirt or panties, Denise sighed and released her bladder. Her pee sprayed full force and filled her panties immediately, soaking them with delicious warmth. She closed her eyes and gasped as a warm puddle began to form at her bottom and soak into the seat cushion. "Ohh, that's so much better. Ahhhhhh." As she continued to pee, she heard rustling and opened her eyes to see Starla removing her tights and panties. Starla was staring at her again with those searching eyes as she removed her top, as well, obviously unashamed of her chunky physique. Denise's final drops trickled into her already saturated panties as she watched Starla remove her bra, revealing her ample but gorgeous breasts.

"How do you feel?" Starla asked as she reclined on the couch as if lounging around naked were an everyday act.

"Relaxed," Denise said.

"That's good. I'm going to go take a shower, but first..." To Denise's surprise, Starla lay back on the couch, legs stretched out, as if she were getting cozy for a nap. Then, with arousing sigh, she spread her legs and sprayed her pee all over her thighs and the couch. "Oh... Oh my god... Mmm..." she moaned as her urine splashed all over her inner thighs and created a puddle on the couch cushion. As Denise watched, enthralled, Starla reached one of her fingers down and began to caress her clitoris. "Ahh... Oh, this feels so good."

As if it were an invitation, Denise removed her panties and sat back in the chair, spreading her legs just enough to allow access for her fingers. After a few strokes, Starla opened her eyes and gazed at Denise again with those big eyes and soon both of them were crying out, rubbing more furiously, Starla making a mess as she splashed drops of pee all over her legs and stomach. They climaxed together, never breaking their eye contact.

Denise felt the need to pee again and she didn't try to control it, letting it seep out of her in small rivulets that absorbed quietly into the seat cushion.

"Okay, shower time."

WARNING: This story contains a scene in which a young girl (18) sees her own mother masturbating. If that offends you, please do not read any further.

The girls hopped into the car, ignoring their damp clothes. No one seemed to notice as they left the theater. This thrilled Denise, knowing that she could wet herself without anyone really noticing. She said so to Starla, who nodded.

"Oh, I'm no stranger to wetting in public," she says. She then began to tell Denise her story.

Starla had suffered a weak bladder since she could remember, from bedwetting in childhood to embarrassing accidents in school. It became so common that her friends and family stopped commenting every time she had an accident. Her parents even bought her protective sheets for her bed and never once punished her for her accidents.

As she grew up, though, her accidents had started to feel a little... different. Embarrassment was replaced by a sort of... comfort and excitement. She remembered waking up one night with a strong urge to pee. She could have made it to the bathroom, but she remembered her mom's words. "It's okay if you have to pee the bed. Just make sure you put your sheets in the washer in the morning." Without hesitation, Starla let go and soaked her bed completely. The warmth as it pooled at her bottom was so relaxing that she drifted off to sleep, still peeing.

"I'm sorry," Denise said, "I don't mean to interrupt, but I have to pee again. Are we stopping anywhere?"

"Not yet," Starla said. "Just pee here. I don't mind."

Denise parted her legs and without moving her skirt out of the way, sighed and released her bladder. Her pee filled her panties and soaked through her skirt. She could feel it pooling at her bottom as a soft burbling sound could be heard.

Starla laughed. "I told you it doesn't absorb." Denise scooted forward as her pee dripped from between her legs to the floor of the car. She continued to pee this way, spraying the last of her flow onto the floor.

"Oh, that's much better." She sat back, relishing the warmth of her panties and bottom. "Sorry, continue."

A few years later, when she was 18, Starla awoke having to pee. As she sat up in her bed, she heard sounds next door coming from her parents room. Curious and a little concerned, she stepped out of bed and tip-toed down the hall. Her father was asleep on the couch again, a frequent habit of his. When she peeked into her parents room, she saw her mother laying back on the bed, eyes closed, but she wasn't sleeping. Under the sheets, it was obvious that her mother was masturbating, gently. Her mouth was open in ecstasy as she gasped softly. Starla was mesmerized. She wanted to turn away, but something else caught her attention. The sheets between her mother's legs we soaked. As her mother continued to rub herself, she gasped as a hissing sound came from beneath the sheets as they glistened in the low light. Her gasps became pants as she stroked faster. Starla could hear the splashing of her mother's pee as she rubbed her fingers through it.

Starla finally took her eyes away and as she rushed back down the hall, she could hear her mother cry out as she climaxed.

"Wow," Denise said. "I think I would have thrown up if I caught my mom masturbating."

"Well, it was kind of gross at the time. But... seeing her do that started something. The next night, when I had to pee, I followed my mom's example and tried touching myself when I peed. I was still a virgin, if you can believe it, so all it took was a few seconds of pissing myself and touching myself and I was gone. That night changed my life. Ever since, I've enjoyed every chance I had to wet myself. And every night... I wet the bed and masturbate. Still want to live with me?"

"I just peed in your car. What do you think?"

Starla smiled as she sat up in her seat and sighed. Her warm pee hissed loudly through her black leggings and Denise watched it trickle out and soak the seat. "Ahh, that's nice." After a few seconds, the shiny pool between her legs started to trickle over the seat and to the floor. "Oh, I just love how warm it is when it just sits there. Uhhh, I'm going to have to take care of myself when I get home."

Denise was looking forward to it.

Hi

I wish i had been sat by you both, must have been great your wee hitting the seat in front of you. i would have been rock hard seeing that. Do you like weeing outdoors?

@Zxman this is actually a work of fiction. And I'm a guy. But yes, I like peeing outdoors.

Well done, Steve. I especially like Sarah's letter. The idea of a "respectable" wife and mother (re)discovering a naughtier side to herself is really hot. I wonder if she will ever reveal her desires to her husband?

Denise squinted against the sunlight peeking in her bedroom window. She rolled over and groaned, battling against the morning. She also felt the familiar strong morning twinge in her bladder. For a moment, she considered the long walk down the hall to the bathroom. But then memory of last night's experience flashed into her head.

I'm too tired to get up. What would it matter if I just peed right here? Convinced, she rolled over on her back and with a sigh released her bladder. She peed full force into her panties, enjoying the warm flow of her urine as it hissed loudly in the quiet of her room and soaked the mattress under her. Oh, that's nice, she thought. Feeling out of control now, Denise cut off the flow for a moment and reached to her crotch to pull her panties to the side. She released again and could hear her pee splashing and burbling as it pooled at her crotch and sprayed her thighs with ecstatic warmth. She moaned as it weakened to a trickle and could not help but touch her clitoris. All it took was a few strokes and she was crying out as her orgasm took over.

A gentle knock at her door made her gasp.

"Breakfast." It was Starla, Denise's new roommate. Had she overheard? Denise's face reddened. Well, if she did hear, I'll just mention what I saw last night. How could she forget the sight of her plus-sized roommate's bare ass sprawled across the bed as she peed full-force.

Denise followed the scent of bacon down the hall. When she entered the kitchen, her eyes widened at the sight of a full spread of breakfast goodies. Croissants, scrambled eggs, bacon, and several different types of fruit. Starla was standing at the stove in a lacy pink gown with thin shoulder straps, washing some dishes.

"Hey, sleepy head. I'm sorry, but I forgot to mention I'm an early bird. And I love mornings. Coffee?"

"Please." Starla poured her a cup and winked when she handed it to her. Denise sat at one of the wooden chairs around the dining table.

"So, um... I feel like there are some things we should talk about." Denise swallowed. The coffee was excellent.

"Okay?" she said.

"I kind of... lied to you yesterday. Well, I didn't really lie so much as change the truth..." Denise thought she knew where this was going. "I don't have a weak bladder. I mean, I do, but... most of the time I wet myself on purpose." This just keeps getting better and better. "I know that may sound gross, but see when I started having problems with my bladder about ten years ago, after I got over the embarrassment, I started realizing that I really enjoyed it. And then I started wetting the bed, not on purpose at first, and god does that ever feel good. Sorry. So... now you know. And... I kind of think I know that you saw me last night. If you're grossed out, I get it."

Denise took another sip of coffee. "I'm not grossed out."

"Really? Oh, I'm so glad. I've been through six roommates and they were all cool with the weak bladder thing, until I would actually wet myself and then out the door they would go. When I saw that you were still here this morning, I thought I would just come out with it and tell you everything."

Denise smiled. Should she...? "It's okay. If you've got to go, then just go."

"Thank you so much. Actually, this warm sink water is kind of working on my bladder." With that, Denise heard a splashing as Starla began to pee full force down her legs. She bit her lip but continued to scrub the dishes as a warm cascade of pee trickled down her bare thighs and dripped to the floor, forming a pool at her feet. She spread her legs and continued her pee as it splashed loudly onto the tile floor.

"You know," she said, as her flow began to taper off, "I'm sorry, but... I heard what you were doing this morning." Denise's face turned red as she took another sip of her coffee. "I went to wake you up for breakfast and I could hear you... peeing in your bed. Are you a wetter, too?"

Denise hesitated, but as she looked at Starla, who again studied her with those big searching eyes, she sighed. "I used to be. And then I guess I... outgrew it. But after talking to you last night... and seeing that you were serious, well..." The coffee was starting to work on Denise's bladder and seeing the pool of pee on the tile floor wasn't helping.

"Well... if you wanted to do it again... that's okay with me, of course. You can pee anytime you want. And as long as you clean it up, you can pee anywhere."

"I kind of have to pee right now," Denise said.

"Go ahead." Starla's voice was so soft and encouraging that, without even considering where she was or how odd this was, Denise sat up in her seat, pulled her nightgown out from under her bottom, and slid off her panties. Then, she spread her legs and looked at her new roommate as she sighed and released her bladder. Her pee began as a trickle as it splashed from between her legs against the chair. It pooled there for a bit before falling in streams down her legs and from the chair.

"Oh, god, that's fantastic," Starla said.

"Feels pretty amazing, too," Denise said as she pushed harder and her stream increased until it sprayed over the edge of the chair and pattered onto the tile floor. As her flow continued, she pressed her legs together and felt the wonderful warmth of her pee as it sprayed the inside of her thighs. She continued this until she felt a small orgasm tingling through her body. As she started to cum, she looked at Starla, who had reached into her own panties and was stroking gently. Both girls gasped as they climaxed, not breaking eye contact with each other, and then sighed blissfully. Starla's orgasm must have made her have to pee again, as she pulled her panties aside and sprayed the tile floor with her warm urine.

"I think we're going to get along just fine," she said.

*If you frequent the other forum, this series is familiar to you, but I thought I would post it here.*

Denise double-checked the address number on the yellow slip of paper in her hand before rapping her knuckles against the door. A few seconds passed before she heard footsteps getting closer. The door swung open and a curvy brunette in jeans and a t-shirt stood smiling.

"Hi, you must be Denise."

"Starla?" Denise asked. With a name like Starla, a plus-sized brunette was not what she expected.

"That's me. Come on in."

The apartment was also bigger than she expected, with two bedrooms, a full kitchen, dining room, living room, and a bathroom with a full tub. Starla toured Denise through the apartment with a bright smile, talking in quick, excited tones. She was chipper, but not irritating. Denise liked her right away.

"So, do you think you want to move in?" Without hesitation, Denise nodded.

"Sweet! Okay. But there are a few things you need to know first. I'll understand if you want to bail after I tell you this."

"Um... okay?" Denise's eyes widened.

"I sort of... have a weak bladder. It's really embarrassing, but sometimes I just can't help it and I have accidents. I won't wear diapers because, well, this ass is already big enough, so I don't need some bulky diaper making it worse." Denise couldn't help but chuckle. Starla's ass was round, but not unattractive. Denise would have called it...full. "So, if you do move in with me, be prepared to see me in wet pants from time to time." Starla smiled again, her eyes big and searching. "So... do you still want to move in?"

Again, Denise nodded.

Starla helped her unload her car and after everything was carried into the apartment, Starla squealed and darted for the bathroom. Denise stifled a laugh. She wasn't kidding about the weak bladder. A few minutes later, Starla emerged, sighing.

"That was close. Sometimes I make it and sometimes I don't." She laughed and started at Denise again with those searching brown eyes. "So, it's getting kind of late. I'll leave you to get settled in. If you need anything, I'm right down the hall." As Starla walked away, Denise could not help but watch her round behind move to perfect rhythm with her steps.

After unpacking, Denise knew she needed a bath. 8 hours on the road will make any person feel grubby. She grabbed a nightgown and walked the long hallway. The light from the bathroom at the end of the hall shined like a beacon across the entire hall. Across the hall from the bathroom was Starla's room. As Denise reached it, she peeked in briefly, wondering if her new roommate was still awake.

What she saw stopped her. Starla was laying on her on her bed on her stomach, naked, her round ass on full display. She seemed to be asleep as her eyes were closed and her mouth open. Denise didn't mean to stare, but how could she not? Her attractive new roommate was a nude sleeper. Then, as she continued to stare, she heard Starla sigh. A hissing sound followed and it took Denise a few seconds to realize what it was. Was she...?

Denise's eyes widened as she saw a small trickle of pee soaking Starla's sheets. She thought she heard her moan as the flow increased and her pee sprayed unabated into the bed. Denise was mesmerized as the urine continued, splashing all over Starla's inner thighs and to the sheets below. She moaned again, and now Denise was sure that her roommate was awake and enjoying herself quite a bit. Finally, after about fifteen seconds, the flow slowed to a trickle. When Starla started to roll over, Denise darted into the bathroom and shut the door.

She stood against the door for a while, processing what she just saw. Her heart was beating and she felt a little woozy. As she removed her clothes and walked to the tub, she felt her own urge to pee. She turned the knob on the faucet sighed. What if... Denise could feel her face flush as she pictured her roommate, naked, deliberately pissing her bed. She felt a tingle between her legs and could not help but stroke her labia gently with her finger. She was wet. But why?

Because watching her roommate wet herself was one of the sexiest things she had ever seen, that's why? Denise remembered a time when she had also enjoyed wetting, in her teens, but her mother found out and put a quick stop to that. But could she do it again? Could she return to that habit?

As if her body were answering for her, she felt another twinge in her bladder. She eyed the toilet for several seconds before her bladder announced its need again.

"Ah, fuck it," she said. Denise sighed and with her legs together, she let go. The delicious warmth of her pee when it left her body made her gasp as it sprayed against her inner thighs and trickled down her legs. She closed her eyes as her heart raced faster at the feeling of her warm urine snaking down her slender legs. She could feel it pooling at her feet but did not want to open her eyes in fear that this might be a dream and she might wake up. She slid her hand between her legs and let her pee splash against her fingers as she caressed her vagina. It only took a few seconds of touching her clitoris before she cried out, her knees buckling a little, as she climaxed and knelt onto the floor, still peeing.

She was going to love living here.

Just bumping this up to see if anyone has it? Check my post above.

Hot stuff, Steve. I would love to hear more about Karen, Mel, and Anna, and maybe even their friends they mentioned.