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Pisslovinboi

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  1. Dear wet carpet, Time for my naughtiest pee yet. I was at the courthouse with my mom helping her to watch my younger siblings, when I suddenly had to piss. So I went to the bathroom, went into a stall, and pissed right beside the toilet! LOL!!! Jp.
  2. I May have gotten some names mixed up. I am sorry about this.
  3. Emma lived in a home where she could pee wherever she wanted. She was home schooled by her parents up until high school. Now, in her final year of high school, is where this story takes place. Her school was small enough that at the end of the day, they had one-on-one time with their teachers to go over anything that they had a hard time understanding. Emma was with Mrs. Trivlonsky, whom she was pretty sure did not like her. Anyways, they were going over geography, Emma's worst class when she noticed something. Her teacher wasn't wearing panties under her skirt. She reached down and
  4. I hope you enjoyed part 3! Comment some ideas as to what could happen next! I'm open to suggestions.
  5. "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!" I screamed. As a result, I felt a little tiny bit of pee squirt into my panties, but I wasn't going to let them know that. "Peeing is something we do here." Brittany replied, still pissing in the microwave. "It's just so much fun and relaxing to just piss wherever you want." I stood there, still shocked by the sight of 4, well, 3. Laura just finished hers, peeing in the floor of their own house. I realized I needed a piss soon, but I wanted answers first. "But, why?" I asked. "Don't you guys realize that it leaves a mess to clean
  6. I did not think about that @gldenwetgoose. Thank you.
  7. I am serious. If you want part 3, recommend this to your friends
  8. I just remembered a dream I had a while ago, it happened when I was underage, so plz don't take this down. So, I was this superhero in a flightsuit thing, but for some reason, I was completely nude underneath it. So, I flew in through a window, which led to one of those one person bathrooms at, like, gas stations. So I take off the suit and start to piss in the toilet, but people kept knocking and opening the door on me, so, eventually, I got tired of it, and after, like, the 5th time someone opened the door on me, I turned and faced everyone in the restaurant that the bathroom was
  9. If I can get 25 likes on this, I will post part 3.
  10. Part 2: the next day, I woke up to my alarm clock ringing in that annoying ringringringringringringring thing that it does. As I got up, I remembered that I was going to talk to Laura about what I saw the next day, but, as is my usual, I woke up starving, so I decided to get breakfast first. As I poured some cereal into a bowl, Laura got up and came down topless, which I guess is how she sleeps. I mean, we're all girls here. "Hey Luara." I said. "Huh, oh... Hey." She said groggily. "Listen," I said " There's something I want to talk to you about." "Hang on." She said, as she lowered her p
  11. Let me know if you think there's anything I should add, just know that it's going to take the narrator a while before she gets used to it.
  12. THE MANSION: my friend recommended a friend who recommended a friend of hers to this group of girls who were living in this renovated old mansion, and they were looking for a new roommate. So me, in a desperate act to get out of my mother's house, accepted the offer. I met up with a couple of the girls who owned the place, and we sat down and talked. They laid down the basic rules, clean up after yourself, don't break anything that you aren't prepared to pay for later, etc. etc. etc. They also asked me if I was allergic to cats. For a half a second I thought that this was a weird question
  13. I appreciate that. This is my first story and I was afraid no one would like it.
  14. Dear Wet Carpet My name is Beth, and I live in a nudist household. For as long as I can remember, my parents never made me wear clothes. It was always an option. And, as you might expect, I chose not to. Sex was also not really hidden. God only knows how many times I walked into the living room to see my mom riding my dad on the couch. We also only used the bathroom of we had to poop. That's where piss comes into the story. Bedwettings, couchwettings, floorwettings, there was barely a dry spot in the house. (I was homeschooled, BTW). As a child, I worried what would guests say
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