Roommates: The Party Part 2

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This story is a continuation of my Roommates series. It contains female and male peeing, desperation, wetting, bedwetting, and sex.

A little while later, Jenna led the girls to a couch in a corner of the room. The three of them had undressed completely, and Denise watched as a young man picked up their clothes and carried them away.

"Oh, don't worry," Jenna said. "They'll be safe. And you can ask for them back anytime. But isn't this nice?" Jenna sat down on the couch and patted the seat next to her. "Come sit with me," she said. Denise sat next to Jenna, and as soon as her naked bottom touched the soft material of the couch cushion, she gasped. Starks sat next to her on the other end of the couch. "You seem so tense," Jenna said. "Relax."

"It's not that," Denise said. "I have to pee again." Jenna giggled.

"You're so cute. After everything that's happened, and you're still shy. You know you can just go. Look around you." Denise looked around the large room at the ten or so people who were all in various states of dress, although most of them were completely naked like herself. She saw a chubby red haired girl standing against the wall talking to a slim brunette. The redhead looked down and smiled as pee dribbled down her legs and to the carpet. In the corner, a man and a woman were clearly having sex, the woman with one leg wrapped around the man and both of them crying out their pleasure.

Denise felt a wave of pressure, and after looking back at Jenna and seeing her encouraging smile she sighed and let go. Right away a steady stream of pee dribbled between her legs and soaked the cushion under her, warming her thighs and her bottom. She couldn't stifle a moan, and Jenna giggled again in response. 

"That's it," Jenna said. "How does that feel?"

"So good," Denise said. The last few drops of her pee trickled into the cushion. "Thank you," she said.

"You don't need to thank me, silly girl," Jenna said. "As I said, you're free to enjoy yourself here." 

Denise felt movement next to her, and she turned to see Starla leaning back on the couch. Starla grinned and seconds later a messy spray of pee squirted out from between her legs and splashed all over the cushion and to the floor. Starla moaned and cupped one of her large breasts as she peed full force, her strong flow making very audible hissing and splashing sounds that turned a few heads. To Denise's surprise, Starla motioned to someone in the crowd, and a young man with short black hair knelt in front of her. He started licking her slit, lapping at her warm pee, and she bit her lip. "Ohhh shit that feels good," Starla said. "Oh my god."

"See?" Jenna said. "You don't have to hold anything back. Look how much she's enjoying herself." Denise watched as Starla rubbed her tits while still peeing, gasping as the black haired guy kept licking her pussy. As Starla's flow eased to a trickle, she finally bucked her hips and moaned as she orgasmed, still dribbling pee the entire time, and the guy did not stop until it was obvious her climax was over.

"That was amazing," Starla said. "Thank you."

"The pleasure was mine," the man said. He winked at them and walked away.

"So," Jenna said, looking at Denise, "tell me your story."

"My story?" Denise asked.

"Yes. I already know how Starla found this fetish. What about you?"

"Um… well… it's kind of… well, the sex part of it is new… but I used to wet my panties when I was a teenager."

"Hmm… and did you enjoy it?" Jenna asked.

"I mean… yeah, I did. I had an orgasm once while peeing. I have… I can't believe I'm telling you this."

"It's okay," Starla said. She put her hand on Denise's shoulder. "You really can trust Jenna."

"I know," Denise said. "It's just embarrassing. I… have a really sensitive clit, so it doesn't take much. So sometimes if I pee hard enough… I might orgasm."

"Oh, really?" Jenna said. Denise nodded. Starla looked out into the crowd and raised her arm. A tall black haired guy arrived and knelt down so that Jenn could whisper into his ear. Then he was gone. Jenna turned to Denise. "Let me tell you a bit of my story. My childhood was amazing. Both of my parents were hippies who did not place many restrictions on me as a child. We lived in the country and had a small farm with chickens, ducks, geese, and a few goats and sheep. I did not have any siblings because my mother had some health problems and had to have a hysterectomy not long after I was born. Excuse me a moment." Jenna closed her eyes, and Denise looked down as she heard hissing between Jenna's legs. The cushion under her darkened as she sighed and licked her lips. Jenna's flow ended and absorbed into the couch cushion. The black haired guy returned with some drinks. He winked at Denise, making her blush. Starla noticed and smiled at Denise. The girls each grabbed a drink as Jenna continued her story.

"Anyway, I was free to roam the farm, and my mother taught me at a young age that if I was ever out playing on the farm and had to pee, I could squat and just let it go on the ground. I thought this was quite fun, and I did it as often as I could. My mother even joined me a few times, and I remember my father walking away from us and standing with his back to us as he relieved himself, as well.

"In my teen years, I kept this up, and one day I was in the field and had to pee, but I wondered what it would feel like to not squat. I also thought about how naughty it might be to wet my panties, even just a little. I could tell my mother that I had dribbled a little by accident. So I stood in the field and let go. I only meant to go a little bit, but it felt so good and so naughty that I just did my entire pee in my panties. 

"This became my new wetting habit, and my mother never said anything about it. But one day I was out in the field, and I heard footsteps. My mother walked up, smiling at me. 'It's okay,' she said. 'You keep doing what you're doing. I'm going to join you.' I was surprised when she stood next to me and closed her eyes. I could hear a hissing sound under her long skirt, and it was obvious that she was peeing her panties. I smiled with delight as I let my own pee go and felt the familiar warmth soak my panties. 

"Then it all kind of fell apart. My dad died in a bad car wreck. Drunk driver. It turned out the driver was a very wealthy man who also died in the wreck. Mom and I got a lot of money as a result, not that any amount could replace my father. But my mother and I drew even closer to each other to deal with our grief. I remember a night when I couldn't sleep because I could hear her sobbing. So I went and crawled into bed with my mother, and we snuggled and cried together. She finally stopped sobbing, and we both fell asleep. 

"Then at some point in the night I woke up to a warm, wet feeling under me. I sat up and quickly realized my mother had wet the bed. I shook her awake and told her what she had done. She just said, 'I know, sweetie, I'm sorry. I just couldn't move. Laying here with you was the most relaxed I've felt since your father died.' I tried to smile, but I was also a little concerned. I also realized I had to pee, as well. I started to get up, but my mother put her arm on me. 'Where are you going?' I told her I had to pee, but she urged me to stay with her. 'The bed is already wet, so if you need to go, it's okay.' 

"I wasn't sure about it, but a few minutes later my body didn't give me a choice. My mom had draped her arm over me and was drifting off to sleep again. I relaxed into the bed and felt the first trickles of pee soak my panties. Even though it was awkward peeing myself in a bed right next to my mother, I can't deny the tingling feeling I got all over as I started peeing a little more, feeling it squirt through my panties and soak the sheets under me. It was warm and relaxing. I relaxed and let go completely. I could hear my pee hissing and dribbling, and I silently hoped this would not be my last time wetting the bed.

"The next morning, I woke up to my mother stirring. I rolled over and saw that she was awake and looking at me. Without saying anything, her expression changed, and I could hear hissing and dribbling under the covers. 'I'm sorry, Jenna, but last night felt so good.' I shrugged, sat up, and emptied my bladder again into my mother's bed. She laughed, and I laughed, and we were both soaked.

"That was the origin of my fetish. Mom and I both wet our beds and our panties often after that. Mom hired people to clean our house, and I was free to explore my new love for peeing. In my older teen years, when I discovered masturbation, I realized that if I closed my legs and peed while rubbing myself, I would orgasm really hard. My first time having sex in college, I had held my bladder, and even though the sex wasn't the best I've ever had, I did cum and I squirted pee all over him and the bed. Luckily, he loved it. And I've repeated it with partners ever since.

"My mother passed away a few years ago, left me this beautiful house, and I have used it to continue to celebrate my fetish and to give others the opportunity to celebrate it, as well." Jenna stood up from the couch and held her hand out to Denise. Denise stood up as Jenna pulled her closer to her. "How do you feel right now?" Jenna asked.

"Nervous," Denise said, "but your story made me feel…" Denise paused. 

"Horny?" Jenna asked, smiling. Denise felt someone touch her bottom, and she turned to see Starla standing behind her. 

"Yes," Denise said. 

"What if I offered you the use of any room in this house and told you you could have anyone at this party? What would you say?" Denise bit her lip.

"I wouldn't know where to begin," she said. She looked around and caught sight of the black haired guy who had winked at her.

"C'mon," Jenna said, "what would you say?" Denise smiled as she made her choice. 

To be continued...
 

Edited March 18, 2020 by wetwulf

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😈😈😈 can’t wait to the next part.  I’m wet in anticipation 💦💦

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Yay, another chapter! Love this series. Hope to read more! <3

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ITSSSS BAAAAACCCKKKK!  Great one @wetwulf!