wetwulf

Sorry this one is so short. It's been busy. Dara awoke with the bright sunlight shining in her face again. She really needed to invest in some shades for her windows. She sat up and looked around the room. She was still on the living room floor next to her best friend Amanda. The blankets over them and under them were both covered with obvious dark spots where both of them had wet freely throughout the night. Dara could just remember the recliner wetting, but from the look of the blanket under her she had obviously peed sometime in the night. Sighing, Dara spread her legs and emptied her m

Not surprising, Amanda made her way to the recliner. She laughed at the softness of the cushion against her bare bottom. Dara relaxed in her favorite spot on the couch. They talked in ways only good friends could talk, the conversation never getting dull, bouncing from topic to topic. As they talked, Dara and Amanda both took big gulps from the bottles of water Dara had placed on the table. Unavoidably, after a little while Dara felt familiar pressure in her bladder. This time, though, she didn't move, didn't say anything, but just sighed and let go. She felt her crotch get warm as her pee f

When the knock came about thirty minutes later, Dara was ready. She had guzzled two bottles of water and had placed a few more on the table in her front room. It was a challenge to walk to the door as she squirmed to keep from leaking. "Hey girl!" Amanda screamed as she hugged Dara tight. Dara groaned and she felt a tiny spurt warm her panties. She had changed into dry ones after soaking the couch a second time following her phone conversation with Amanda. "Hey," Dara said, trying to hide her wince as she maintained control of her bladder. It wasn't that she didn't want to have an accident

After her shower, Dara was rummaging through her clothes, looking for the perfect outfit. She wasn't thinking about choosing clothes that were sexy (although most of her outfits were, anyway). No, her choices were now a little more practical. Which outfits would make peeing herself more practical? She dug through one of her drawers and found a black skirt she had not worn for a while that reached just above her knees. As she took the skirt out of the drawer, Dara felt a small urge to pee. She didn't hold it back and just let go, letting a delicate dribble of warm urine trickle down her leg

When Dara woke up again, her apartment was bright with afternoon sunlight. She blinked and sighed. Rolling over, she could feel the cold wetness under her that had spread from her crotch and bottom to her upper back. She smiled as she remembered the pleasures of soaking her bed on purpose. She could do that now that she lived alone. Deciding to finally greet the day, Dara sat up and spun her legs around to sit on the edge of her bed. As she sat up, she could feel a small wave of pressure in her bladder. It wasn't much, but Dara smiled as she spread her legs and let go. A warm stream of pee s

Good idea, steve. Maybe this could be the start of my first series on this board. Thanks for the feedback.

Even better than the first installment. Hot, hot, HOT!

Wow, this is really good. I look forward to part two.

Yeah, I've read quite a few great stories on EP. Thanks for the links.

That sounds hot. I'm glad you had such a great time.

One of my favorite past times in high school was to go over my me friend Mike's house and play some back yard baseball. Oh yeah, and to hit on his hot older sister, Shannon. Mike made me promise not to ever try anything with her as part of the best friend code. I kept my word, but it wasn't always easy. One summer afternoon, we were all sitting outside, too hot to play ball. I was sitting on the porch swing, enjoying an ice cold glass of tea when Shannon stepped out of the house in a tight, dark-blue one-piece bathing suit. Bikinis are great, but the way that one-piece hugged her curvy figur

When I was fifteen, my parents and I went to visit some friends out of town. My mom's friend, her daughter and I all packed our swimming gear to head for the beach while my mom and stepdad did some shopping. The drive from their house to the beach was about forty-five minutes. I gladly rode in the back seat of the car with the daughter, since I had admired her for several years and always looked forward to visiting. Halfway to the beach, I noticed that she seemed to be really uncomfortable. I leaned over, concerned. "Are you okay?" She smiled as she answered. "Yeah, I'm fine." But she star

Like a lot of others, I learned about the forum through an invite from steve25805. This forum looks really promising. A clean format and easy navigation. I like it. I look forward to adding content. My favorite wetting fetishes are naughty wettings and bedwetting. I'm sure there will be plenty of that here. If not, please allow me to add some. :wink: Wetwulf

I posted this story a while back in another forum. I hope it is okay to repost it here. Lauren heard the ten minute call as she leaned forward to look more closely at herself in the mirror. She applied the last touch of makeup under her eyes and stood up. She was alone in her dressing room, which is the way it always was. The room wouldn't have fit anyone else. It was about the size of an office cubicle with a small vanity, a stool, a sink in the corner, some empty crates, and a clothes rack where her costumes hung. Six costume changes in one show, not including the one she was wearing now

My first submission for the new board. Hope you like it. :O_o: When Dara woke up, her first instinct was to crawl out of bed and make the journey to the bathroom across the hall. Her bladder was announcing its morning need and the pressure was enough that her stomach ached. She blinked and as her eyes adjusted to the early morning, she remembered where she was. This was the first morning in her new apartment. She had finally moved out of her parents' home and bought her own place. It wasn't much, a one bedroom loft located in town, but it was hers. Well, it would be once all the payments w