wetwulf

This is the next chapter in the Tales of a Furniture Wetter series. It contains female desperation, peeing, wetting, furniture wetting, and masturbation.

As the work day ended, I stepped out of my office and debated stopping by the bathroom before making the long trek to my car. I would have considered another trip to the 6th floor, but so many of my coworkers were on the elevator, and I couldn't think of a proper response if they asked why I was getting off on the 5th floor. Instead, I rushed out of the building to the elevator and walked carefully to my car. 

I was feeling some pressure to pee when I got into my car. I was surprised by the response my body had as soon as I sat in my car seat. It was like the softness of the seat somehow triggered my newfound fetish, and I felt a strong wave of pressure, almost as if my body was ready to let go. I held it as best I could, though, and the urge subsided just enough that I felt I could make it home. But the thought did cross my mind that my car seat sort of was furniture, and for a moment I wondered what it might feel like to just soak my car seat while I drove. But sometimes I had attorneys and paralegals and other coworkers in my car, so I wasn't prepared to explain the stains and smells if I wet my seat.

Fortunately, traffic wasn't too bad, and I made it home without an accident. But once I pulled in front of our house and ran to the front porch, I felt a wave of pressure just at the sight of the cushioned chair on the front porch. I passed it, however, and rushed to unlock the door. My new key was a little sticky, but finally the door unlocked, and I opened it quickly and stumbled into the living room.

As soon as my eyes spotted the living room furniture, I felt a strong wave of pressure, and a tiny spurt released into my panties. I gasped and rushed over to what I knew was becoming my favorite spot to pee, the recliner. There was still an obvious wet spot from this morning, and seeing it triggered yet another spurt. Without even bothering to remove my panties or move my skirt out of the way, I just turned around and sat in the recliner.

As soon as my ass touched the soft cushion of the recliner, I couldn't hold it any longer and didn't want to. I opened my legs as warm piss started to spray from between my legs in a loud hiss, soaking my panties, my inner thighs, and through my skirt into the chair. "Ohhhh fuck that feels… so much better," I moaned as I continued to pee fully through my panties and skirt and into the recliner, licking my lips at the wonderful feeling of my piss pooling between my legs and warming my bottom as the puddle beneath me grew and grew. I looked down and could see the burst of pee spraying from my crotch and soaking both the front and hem of my skirt.

The front door suddenly opened, and Carolyn entered. She gasped when she saw me, but I continued to pee fully, unable to stop even if I had wanted to. Her eyes were wide, but she was smiling.

"Wow," Carolyn said. "You must have really had to pee!" All I could do was nod as my pee flow dwindled to a trickle that gently tickled my slit and flowed down my crack. "Well, guess I don't have to waste any time asking," Carolyn said. I watched her as she turned her bottom towards the couch, unsnapped her blue jeans, and then slid them and her panties down her legs and kicked them off. As my pee was becoming barely a trickle, I watched as Carolyn sat her bare bottom right down onto the couch, relaxed with a sigh, and started to pee. It hissed out of her and splashed messily between her legs, already creating a puddle that slowly started to soak into the couch cushion. "Ohhh god yes, I've been craving this all day." Carolyn's smile showed both her pleasure and her relief. She moaned and sighed again while looking down at the mess she was making.

I smiled understandingly as I stood up from the wet recliner, feeling droplets of pee fall down my legs from my wet skirt. Carolyn gave one more satisfied sigh as the hissing eased to a wet dribbling sound. I could not help but stare at the small dribble of pee that trickled into the big wet stain between her legs. Then, Carolyn stood up, not bothering to put her panties or pants back on. She sighed, and I saw a steady dribble of pee dribble from her pussy, down her legs and to the floor. "Mmm. Feels nice," she said, looking down at the wet flow of pee as it trickled gently down her legs and over her feet to the carpet below. Then she breathed out and smiled at me again.

As we were getting dressed Carolyn asked, "So what are you doing this evening?" I thought for a moment before answering her.

"Nothing, really," I said. "I was just going to relax around the house."

"We should go out!" Carolyn said. I laughed at her enthusiasm and agreed. "Great!" she said. "It's a date!" She giggled, and I blushed. "But first I need a shower," Carolyn said.

As roommates, Carolyn and I had never been shy around one another about our bodies, so after going to our separate rooms to get clothes for our evening out, we both undressed in the bathroom, and Carolyn hopped in the shower as I got dressed and started to fix my hair and makeup. When her shower was finished, Carolyn grabbed a towel, stepped out of the shower, and started to dry herself off. She walked next to me to the toilet, which was closed with the lid on, and dropped her towel over it. She grabbed another towel, sat down on the toilet, and started to dry her hair. 

As I leaned towards the mirror to see my face better, I heard a soft hissing sound and looked down to see that Carolyn had just opened her legs and started peeing directly into the towel she was sitting on, smiling innocently as she did so. I just laughed and shook my head. The towel caught most of her hissing dribble of pee, but I saw that a few drops fell from the edge of the towel to the floor. Carolyn didn't seem to care, though, since she just sighed and continued to dry her hair as she peed. It didn't last long, but her pee left a sizable puddle on the towel between her legs.

We finally got ready, myself dressed in a black knee-length skirt and pink v-neck blouse with a few lovely floral designs, and Carolyn in black leggings and a teal pleated top. I wasn't sure where she wanted to go, but after some conversation we decided to catch a movie, then grab dinner and go to a nearby club. Carolyn decided to drive, so we hopped into her car and she drove into town. We talked a little about work and reminisced about our friendship and people who were no longer part of our social circle. But I couldn't hide my look of surprise when Carolyn turned down a road that was not in the same direction as the multiplex theater.

"That theater is always so crowded," Carolyn said. She winked at me. Soon, we arrived at the downtown theater that was the oldest in our city and the only privately owned theater in our state. It only had two auditoriums and showed mostly movies that were already out of theaters. Carolyn continued to grin as she parked close to the entrance since there were no other cars in the parking lot, and I began to wonder what she had in mind. We walked in and bought tickets to a movie we had both seen before, and then we grinned at each other as we bought large drinks because I was beginning to understand, and I felt butterflies in my stomach at the thought.

We gave our tickets to the usher who pointed to the theater on the left. We entered, and I smiled even wider at the empty theater. Carolyn giggled like a school girl and ran up the side steps to the back row. The movie previews were already starting as we shuffled down the aisle to the middle seats. Carolyn smiled at me so widely, and what she said next confirmed my suspicions. "Cushions," she said. I felt the now familiar butterflies in my stomach as we sat down in our seats. I saw Carolyn wriggling her bottom to get comfortable. "Might as well start now," she said. I was confused until she smiled and sighed. I recognized that smile, so I looked down and could just barely see the crotch of her leggings glistening. I couldn't help but glance around the theater to make sure no one else was around. We were still alone even as the previews were ending and the movie was starting. "I can't believe I'm pissing my seat, and no one knows except you. Mmm." She moaned as if this caused her great pleasure. I looked down to see the last few glistens of her pee soaking through her crotch and into the seat beneath her.

"How does it feel?" I asked.

"Mmm… so good," Carolyn said. This was all the encouragement I needed. I opened my legs just a little bit and then relaxed. Soon I felt the delicious warmth of my pee as it filled my panties and soaked through my skirt and into the seat cushion. I sighed to show my pleasure. "Told you," Carolyn said.

"Mmm hmm," I said. I relaxed fully and emptied my bladder with a soft hissing that I could hear over the start of the movie and could feel as gentle splashes against my inner thighs. It was over quickly, but I picked up my large drink in anticipation of filling my bladder back up.

Sometime later, Carolyn and I both were caught up in our favorite part of the movie when I noticed Carolyn moving next to me. I turned and saw her sliding her leggings and panties down to her knees while still watching the movie. She scooted forward, sighed, and a heavy squirt of pee dribbled out of her and sprayed onto the theater floor. Just a few seconds later, she scooted back, sighed, and then moaned as she squirted her pee into her seat. "Ohhh, feels so much better just going right in the seat like this," she said. "You should do it, too." I didn't quite have to pee yet, but I grabbed my large drink and took a big drink of it.

"Soon," I said. I was about to return my attention to the movie until I saw Carolyn reach between her legs to rub her pussy while still peeing. I couldn't help but watch as she rubbed her slit, letting the dribble of her pee splash her fingers.

"Ohhh, fuck, that feels good," Carolyn said. Then she started panting as she bucked her hips and moaned louder. She cried out as a burst of pee squirted out of her with a hiss and overshot the seat, splashing onto the floor. She slumped back into her seat, sighing with satisfaction as a little more pee seeped into the seat beneath her.

It wasn't long before I finally felt the urge to pee, and when I did feel it, I knew it would be a lot and that I wouldn't be able to hold it for very long. I looked over at Carolyn who was relaxing and watching the movie, but she must have seen the look in my eyes as I shifted in my seat.

"You need to go, don't you?" she said.

"I do," I said. I lifted my bottom and slid my skirt up so I could place my bare ass and pussy onto the seat. At first I thought about just dropping the front of my skirt back over my legs, but I really wanted to watch my piss soak the seat even more. I bunched the front of the skirt up and spread my legs so I could see my pussy and the seat. I looked down and then sighed as I breathed out and relaxed. Right away a burst of warm pee squirted out of me and splashed onto the seat. "Ohh my god," I said, as I watched it splash my inner thighs and the seat and started to feel it warming my bottom. A puddle formed between my legs as my pee slowly absorbed into the seat cushion. I closed my eyes as I relaxed even more, letting my body sink back into the seat, and I peed fully, feeling the cushion get soaked. "Ahhhh," I sighed.

"Wow, you really did need to go," Carolyn said.

I could only nod in response. I bit my lip and moaned as I felt a small orgasm building. I rubbed my wet slit gently and was soon gasping as I climaxed.

We finished the movie without any more wetting or peeing, but we continued to drink our large drinks. Carolyn surprised me on the way out when she approached the concession stand counter and asked for a refill. I decided to refill mine, as well. We left the theater, smiling proudly as we walked out to her car.

As soon as we entered the highway on the way home, Carolyn said, "Uh oh." I looked up and saw a line of cars ahead extending as far as we could see. "Dammit," Carolyn said. She clicked on the console screen on her car, and we both saw the red line showing traffic. I scrolled and could see the icon for an accident ahead.

"Looks like it's a few miles ahead," I said, "but traffic isn't moving. Maybe it just happened?"

"Ugh," Carolyn groaned. "And there's nowhere to turn off the highway." We were stuck. Carolyn pulled up into the line of cars until she could not go any further. Fifteen minutes later, I noticed that Carolyn was squirming. I looked at her, and she noticed my concerned glance. "Yeah," she said, "I need to pee." We both looked around to see if traffic was moving up ahead or what our chances were of bring able to pull over to the side. While there was plenty of room to pull off, I wasn't sure how easy it would be for Carolyn to pee by the roadside without people seeing her and knowing exactly what she was doing.

"What do you want to do?" I asked. "It doesn't look like we're moving anytime soon. Are you willing to pull off and go with all of these people around?"

"I don't know," Carolyn said. "It's getting pretty bad, so I need to figure something out." She hissed through her teeth and squirmed again. Seeing her squirm made me aware of my own growing need. I didn't think I was as desperate as Carolyn, but I was concerned about the uncertainty of how long we would be stuck. "Dammit," Carolyn said as she leaned forward, squirming more. "Maybe should have skipped that refill. I'm really in trouble here," she said. "I'm already leaking!" I noticed that Carolyn was squeezing her legs together as tightly as she could and bouncing up and down desperately. I could just barely see a tiny damp spot on her seat.

"I'm sorry," I said. "I'm not much help!" I laughed nervously, and Carolyn laughed, as well.

"Oh, shit, don't make me laugh!" Carolyn gasped again, still squeezing her legs together. Her face was reddening as she leaned forward again, groaning. "Okay, I'm sorry, but…." Carolyn sat up and looked at me, her eyes wide with desperation. "I can't hold it anymore." I stared at her in disbelief as she sat upright. "I'm just gonna… Ohhhhhh!" As she moaned, the car was filled with a loud hissing. I looked down and saw the crotch of her leggings glistening as her pee burst out of her full force. Carolyn's eyes closed, and she was panting and peeing with total abandon into her car seat. "Ohhhh fuck that feels so much better. Mmm!" I continued to stare as her pee squirted out so strongly that a stream actually sprayed through her leggings and puddled between her legs before slowly soaking into the seat. "God, I'm ruining my car seat, but I don't care," she said. "I'm sorry, but… this feels… too good to stop."

"It's okay," I said. As I watched her, though, my own need crept up, but I didn't say anything and tried to not show any signs of it because I was still hoping that traffic would move soon.

"I'm… ohhh god," Carolyn said. "I'm actually… coming!" I was a little surprised by this, but I watched as her pee eased but she moaned and had clearly given in to the relief and abandonment of peeing right into her car seat. I felt a twinge of envy at her pleasure as I watched the pee still seeping through her leggings and soaking into the growing puddle beneath her bottom. I finally couldn't resist saying something.

"Watching you is making me need to go," I said. I looked and saw that traffic up ahead was still not moving. Carolyn looked at me, still panting, as she nodded and put her hand on my thigh.

"It's okay," she said. "Just go."

"Are you sure?" I asked. Carolyn nodded.

"It can't be helped," she said. She finally seemed to be trying to gather herself, but her face still held the same flushed look of post-orgasmic bliss.

"Good," I said, "because I don't know how much longer I can wait." I scooted back in my seat and didn't even bother moving my skirt out of the way. I just relaxed and opened my legs. Seconds later, I exhaled and felt my panties fill with my warm pee as I completely let go. I couldn't hold back a moan as I felt the soft car seat beneath me. This new sensation combined with my relief and the excitement of seeing my best friend piss in her car seat already had me feeling close to orgasm. "Ohhhh my…," I said. I closed my eyes and relished the sensation of my panties and inner thighs becoming wet and warm and the soothing feeling that I always crave of my pussy and bottom becoming soaked in warm wetness as I relaxed fully and soaked myself and the car seat. I heard Carolyn laugh, and I opened my eyes to see that traffic was starting to move up ahead.

"Oh well," she said.

"I couldn't… stop if you asked me to," I said, gasping.

"You don't have to," Carolyn said. "The damage is done."

"Thank you," I said, feeling the last of my pee seep through my panties and skirt and into the seat. I reached my hand down to my crotch and rubbed my soaked panties. All it took was a few quick strokes of my slit, and I was crying out as I orgasmed right there in my roommate's car. I watched through half opened eyes as the car in front of us moved and Carolyn put her car in drive and we started to go.

"I can't wait to get home," she said, as she grabbed her cup and took a big drink.