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Happy Pissmas everyone and A Happy New Pee Year!

There we were, me and D, alone in his basement room. We had been making out for quite some time. I pulled away and realized he was shifting from foot to foot looking uncomfortable. I asked him “whats wrong?”. He replied, “nothing”. The shifting was growing worse and worse. It suddenly dawned on me – we’d been together 8 hours that day, and he hadn’t even been to the bathroom once, despite drinking a beer, a smoothie and a good amount of water. He was probably dying to go right now. I could picture his bladder, slowly enlarging with the golden liquid that was filling it more and more by the second. I could even see it a bit, bulging ever so slightly just below his belly, probably filled beyond capacity. I said “you have to pee don’t you.” He replied, “yeah a bit”. Just then his bladder had a spasm or something, because he crossed his legs. I said “no not a bit, you really are trying to hold on aren’t you?” He said “yeah, I guess I am, it’s getting kinda hard…”. I replied “well you’re at home, why don’t you just go.” He looked at me and said “I don’t know…” I said “let’s get in the shower…” and lead him there.

By this time he was walking with legs squeezed together, desperately trying to keep the liquid that was fighting him by trying to leave his body inside himself. He also looked like he was in pain. I got in the bathroom, stripped and turned on the water. By this time, watching him had made my urge to go all the more greater, despite it being only slight just previously. At this point, he was starting to strip, still trying to keep his hand on his penis to keep his liquid in. I could see the outline of his strong male bladder more clearly now, actually pulsing by this point. It scared me and turned me on all at once. I leaned over and said “let me help you…” As I took off his pants he yelped and said “my bladder… soooo full… can’t hold it much longer… it’s gonna come out or I’m gonna die from this.” I knew the running water was making it that much harder for him to hold that insane amount of liquid in. His face was contorted by this point, and I knew that if he didn’t go soon, he would no longer be able to bear the pain, and I couldn’t stand to see him that way. I said “get in the shower” and gently pushed him in. I got in right behind him. I started to kiss him and said “now let it out.” And did he let it out! It came gushing, stronger than anything I’ve ever seen. The stream was strong and hard, I’ve never seen that much liquid before. It was everywhere, golden and beautiful. His face was scrunched up, in what could only be described as a combination of agony and sweet relief, and he moaned with the release of what he had been holding in for ages. I never saw anything like it, all that liquid, beer, smoothie and water coming out together in pale yellow greatness. As more came out, he looked more and more relaxed. He was so relieved, I hadn’t really seen him ever look so happy. Each drop that came out relieved him that much more, and he leaned back, his cock extended, letting the pee flow freely. I grabbed his penis and let the liquid run over my hands as it mixed with water from the shower. He peed and peed, stopped for a second, then peed some more. For a small man, his bladder held a lot. The stream eventually died down to a trickle and then stopped, the last few drops taking their time to come out. By now he was hard. In total it had lasted about 3 minutes. I asked, “how long did you hold that for?” He replied, “I’ve had the urge for 3 hours now.” I asked him, “are you crazy?!” He said, “I was keeping in it for you… but MAN, that felt gooood. I really thought I was gonna explode there.” I laughed and said “you sure exploded all right! Feel better now?” He said “yahhh…” At that moment my own bladder twinged, telling me it had reached capacity. The urge was becoming stronger now but had not reached the level that his had. Of course, I knew I was smaller and my bladder could hold much less than his could, but nonetheless I wanted to impress. I leaned back, opened my mouth and drank some of the warm shower water as I crossed my legs, trying to keep it in. He said “let me guess… you have to go now too!” I said “yah… I wanna go lots like you did.” He said, “drink some more water, then let it out. Don’t hurt yourself on my account. You’re smaller than I am after all.” Knowing he was right, I drank a bit more, then uncrossed my legs, spreading them so he had a decent view, and peed with all my might. Mine went on for about a minute, starting off strong and dying to a trickle. I squeezed out the last few drops that were left behind and stopped completely, feeling deliciously empty. He said “feel good now?” I said “yahhhh”. He said “my stomach hurts… I’ve never held it that long before… and now I think I have to go again…” I said “this time, let it build a bit and let it out… you still have some stuff leftover and you don’t want to give yourself an infection.” Ever the practical one I am! So he drank some of the tap water and then he said “ok… it’s coming out.” He must have had a bit of stage fright because it took some time, then eventually a trickle came out, followed by a long gushing flow. This time his went on for just less than a minute, each second and drop relieving him some more. He looked satiated afterwards, and he said “geesus… I sure took in a lot of liquid. I replied “well you shouldn’t hold it so much, that can give you a nasty ass infection. Peeing often is good for you.” He said “I’ll remember that for next time… but honestly, that release was sooo good, holding it in for long periods of time makes the release that much sweeter. It was a test to see how long I could hold all that liquid for, but man, it felt great to finally let it out, better than an orgasm even. And it impressed you in the process” I said “yeah… it did impress me… but I pee often and it still felt great to let that one out and have it impress you. Almost as good as watching you relieve some of that pain you were having.” He responded “yeah… watching you was the best. That warm pussy of yours, alight with piss coming out everywhere, and the look of satisfaction on your face when you were going and best of all when it ended… it was like ‘glad that’s finally out of me.’” I said, “no the best was you, that release must have felt fantastic. You looked like you were in pain for such a long time and then BAM… sweet relief, end of pain.” He said “yeah… that hurt to hold in…and you won’t believe this but I have to go AGAIN.” I said “let’s go together… I have to go again too”, as all the talk about the pee had made my urge stronger. I drank some more water to make myself feel the urge even more and to have even more liquid come out, then pressed my body against his. I said “3…2…1… GO!” Our streams came together and mingled. They were shorter ones this time but felt really warm and great nonetheless. When we were done my pussy dripped from the mingling of liquids, so I rinsed it under the warm water that was turning colder by the second. I said “bedroom”, which was our code word for when I wanted sex. We got out, toweled off, and went to his mattress in the basement…the sex was beyond amazing, better than any we had ever had before. It was all that much better now that we had shared one of our most intimate body processes together. I couldn’t wait for more piss exploration… it was so much fun. I asked him when we finished having sex “how did you know about my fetish with guys being desperate to piss?” He replied “I read one of your stories…” and winked at me, then laid down and went to sleep. I laughed to myself, then laid down and next to him and fell asleep next to him.

THE END

During my junior year in high school, I had a part in a school play. My character was a fairy princess, and my costume was basically just glittery leotards. As with any leotards, I couldn't wear anything underneath them, and I'd have to pull the whole thing down to my ankles in order to use the restroom. Needless to say, this made bathroom breaks very awkward, so I'd usually try to drink as little as possible on performance days. Unfortunately, though, I broke my own rule at the worst possible time -- during the final performance. That last performance was "The Big Day" -- the day on which teachers, students, parents, siblings, and other family members would all be in attendance.

To celebrate the event, our theater teacher brought us cake and soft-drinks beforehand. And because I'm an idiot who can't resist free stuff, I ended up drinking several sodas shortly before the start of the play. While giving my performance, I could feel the pressure building in my bladder, but somehow I thought that I'd be able to hold it in until the end. By act 3, though, I was in serious pain, and I knew that I couldn't wait any longer. During a brief section in which my character wasn't on stage, I took the opportunity to hurry to the nearest bathroom...but it was occupied! At that point, I was a second away from peeing in my leotards. There was no way I could wait any longer, so I desperately began searching for an unoccupied room in which I could relieve myself. Just behind the stage, I found a small, dark, dusty storage room. In my desperation, it seemed like the perfect place for me. So I went into a corner and pulled my leotards down to my ankles. Before I could begin peeing, though, I realized that I was at risk of splashing urine on my costume, so I pulled my leotard off entirely, and tossed them onto a nearby chair. (I was now totally naked.) I thought I'd finally have a chance to pee, but before I could start, I heard someone approaching. It was my theater teacher, and he was saying, "Emily! Where the hell are you?! It's almost time for you to go back onstage!" It sounded like he was about to enter the room. At this point, my fear, my embarrassment, and the pain in my bladder had completely addled my thinking. Nearby, there was a door to what I thought was a closet. Somehow, I thought that I'd be able to hide in there until my teacher left. So I opened the door and rushed through...but it wasn't a closet. I was now ON THE STAGE! As soon as I saw the rows and rows of people staring at me, I completely froze, and my mind went blank. I could not move, or think, or even breathe. I didn't even have enough sense to run away or cover myself. I just stood there completely exposed, and I was vaguely aware of shocked gasps and murmurs coming from the audience. At that point, my poor bladder just couldn't take it any more, and I began peeing.

It's still good :3 Loved reading it !

It was a late night in May as Lets just say Chelsea [Made Up Charater] lay in bed illuminated by the screen of her lap top. At the moment Chelsea was indulging in one of her most kinky and secret pleasures; she was a wetter.

She loved the feeling of the instant when her bladder was unable to hold back the flood of pee any longer; first resisting the impending flood, but then allowing it to escape in full force into whatever, if anything, she was wearing. She not only loved pissing in her panties but she had recently become interested in diapers.

Chelsea was petite 18 year old girl just finishing up her final month of high school. She had bright green eyes and long wavy blond hair that fell just short of her round shapely ass. She was quite slender and had long toned legs, but was actually quite busty on top. She normally wore a 36C bra but on this current night she did not.

Her gorgeous supple body lay on her bed completely exposed except for the partial cover given by her hair as it lay draped across her luscious tits allowing only one fully aroused nipple to penetrate her golden locks. She was quite the sight as she lay illuminated by the light from her laptop wearing nothing but a pull-up diaper which was quite snug and tightly cupped her rapidly moistening hairless pussy.

She was feeling particularly kinky this evening and decided to try on one of the pull-ups she had bought last week and had hidden in her panty drawer which was also home to her numerous sex toys and a bag of pot which she had just finished smoking a joint from thinking that it may help to lower her inhibitions from the act she was planning to perform.

She watched with lust as the scene unfolded before her on her laptop. She watched as two young girls, naked except for the diapers they were wearing, slowly caressed in a lustful embrace. A man then entered the scene and the girls pulled his stiffening rod from his underwear and began to hungrily slobber over his cock.

One of the girls let the man’s cock drop from her mouth and laid flat on her back, while the other proceeded to straddle her face in a 69 position while still sucking on the throbbing cock in front of her; her body tensed briefly and then relaxed allowing her golden flood to fill her diaper which began to sag. She was grinding her soaking wet diaper covered pussy into the face of the girl below her who then pulled her diaper aside. She continued to lap at the golden nectar while she pressed her middle finger all the way into the pissing girl’s tight puckered ass. The girl on the bottom then let out a moan accompanied by an enormous flood that leaked around the sides of her diaper soaking the bed below.

As the girl on bottom continued to finger the others ass while licking her pussy, the man pulled his cock from the top girls mouth. He directed his attention to the girl on the bottom; he pushed the diaper against her pussy unleashing an even greater flood that was added to the already substantial puddle forming on the mattress.

He forcefully ripped the diaper to the side causing one of the side clasps to release revealing her bare, swollen pussy, still dripping with piss and her cum that dripped into the crack of her ass. He drove his saliva coated cock into the eagerly awaiting pussy and pumped in and out until he shot his cum into her pulsating pussy.

As he pulled out cum began to ooze out of her gaping hole which trickled down over her puckered ass and finally reached the soaked diaper where it mixed with her piss and cum.

The video continued but Chelsea could take no more; she had drunk over a gallon of water in the last hour purposely pushing her bladder to its limit. Her lower stomach was swollen with all of the water she had drank and the diaper was squeezing her bladder causing her pussy to release a few quick bursts of piss into her diaper before she clenched it back with all her might. She then delivered a steady push on her bladder; she couldn’t hold back the flood gates any longer and piss began to fill her diaper.

She felt the most amazing warmth that first started where the opening of her cunt was held firmly by the diaper but it quickly began to spread below into the crack of her ass and finally the warmth accumulated around the leg holes of her diaper and a small trickle escaped dripping onto her mattress.

At this moment she decided to prolong this orgasmic experience and stopped the flow of pee into her diaper. From under her pillow she pulled one of her favorite toys a thick seven inch bright purple vibrating dildo, which she eyed with lust. She unfastened the two sides of her pull-up allowing her to pull the front down while the rest of the soaked material remained beneath her dew covered ass. She was more wet than she had ever been in her life so she skipped the lube, cranked the dial on the bottom of the dildo to max power, and thrust it deep into her pussy.

Within seconds she could feel the approach of an orgasm; her first arrived seconds later sending the most intense wave of pleasure through her quivering body as another gush of pee shot from her soaking lips, some of which missed the diaper and soaked her sheets.

As she basked in the pleasure from the most intense orgasm she had experienced she slowly rubbed her middle finger around her asshole and allowing only her first digit to slip inside as it tightly clenched down in response to her probing and from the aftershock of her orgasm. Chelsea with a naughty grin released a few more squirts into her nearly satiated diaper.

Removing her finger from her ass she crammed the still vibrating dildo as far into her pussy as it would allow, pulled the diaper back over her pussy and refastened it. She squirmed with pleasure as the vibration encompassed her wet pussy, relishing in the feeling provided by her tightly fitting soaked diaper. As she felt her next orgasm approach she let go a surprisingly enormous amount of piss that was begging to escape her bladder.

As the urine flooded around her ass it began to pool within the diaper and gushed out of the seam between her fair skinned thigh and the diaper, completely soaking her bed beneath her. The kinkiness of filling her diaper with piss that it was unable to contain combined with the intense vibration within it pushed her over the edge.

Her hips bucked into the air allowing a streaming trail of urine to escape from her diaper which landed with a soft patter into the wetness below her. A long intense moan escaped through her clenched teeth reverberating around the room of the completely silent house in which her parents slept.

She collapsed with a sigh into the puddle of her piss, switched the vibrator off through the sodden material of her diaper, and passed into a deep content sleep.

In the morning she gently woke as a ray of the early morning sun fell upon the subtle freckles of her young face. She awoke feeling amazing, the events of last night not yet having penetrated the fog of her early morning slumber.

Her hand slowly dipped to her naked breast where it continued on its path to her pussy. As her hand brushed across the saggy wet lump of her diapered pussy she woke with a start. She lay completely naked without a blanket or sheet in the middle of her soaked mattress and her mother would be in to wake her any moment for school.

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