Susie's Dreams

[wetwulf 3,324]

This story contains female wetting, masturbation, and sex (including brief anal).

Susie was dreaming. In her dream, she was floating on a cloud way up in the sky. She was perfectly relaxed and comfortable, laying on her back and enjoying the softness of the cloud, when she felt the need to pee. Susie smiled and sighed as she let go, soaking the cloud beneath her. She could hear her pee falling to the ground below as raindrops, and she smiled as she knew the people in the small village below must feel blessed by her gift to them. She certainly felt blessed as she could feel her warm pee dribbling into the soft cloud. It felt so real…

Susie sat up quickly as she awoke, realizing that she wasn't on a cloud at all but was in her own bed. She gasped as she felt the unmistakable warmth of her pee soaking into her sheets and mattress under her. "Oh shit," she said. She wanted to stop it, but she was in full flow, and at the same time she felt a similar soothing comfort as the one from her dream. Realizing the bed was already soaked, Susie just relaxed and stared open-mouthed as she emptied her bladder into her bed. It hissed out of her and pooled warmly between her legs, soaking quickly into the mattress and creating a spreading puddle on the bed.

When she finally finished, Susie could not believe what she had done. She crawled out of bed and stared at the big wet stain. Her bed was soaked, and she wasn't sure how or why this happened. She hadn't had an accident like this in years. She was divorced 45 year old with two grown children, for crying out loud! What also disturbed her was the pleasure she had felt while doing it, the acceptance and the relaxation. But she shrugged it off and figured it was just because she was still half asleep. All she could do now was strip the bed, throw the sheets into the laundry, and try her best to clean up the stain on her mattress. She had to do it quickly, though, because she also had to shower and get ready for work. Forty-five minutes later and she was out the door and off to work.

Work was boring. Susie sat at her cubicle, scrolling through reports and answering phone calls. One thing she appreciated about her job was the privacy. Her cubicle was in a far corner office by itself, and unless someone really needed her, most of the time she was unbothered by coworkers, and if her supervisor needed her he would simply call her office phone. 

Just after lunch, Susie found herself falling asleep at her desk. She was sitting at the edge of her chair, elbows rested on her desk, when her eyelids became heavy and she started to doze off.

She was dreaming again. This time she was sitting on the edge of a cliff, looking down at the village below. She smiled as she opened her legs, relaxed, and sent a strong stream off urine down upon the village, showering it with her warm flow.

Susie gasped and opened her eyes as she felt her panties fill with warm pee that soaked into the edge of her chair and dripped onto the floor. She watched helpless as she peed full flow through her panties, but she again felt that feeling of wonderful pride and relief, and all she could do was sit there and finish peeing into her panties, letting it drip quietly to the dark carpet. As soon as she finished, she felt a strange mix of arousal and shame, but she quickly looked around to see if anyone had seen her. 

Susie stood up from her chair and inspected the damage. Luckily, her skirt was still dry, but her panties were soaked, and there was a small stain on the edge of her office chair and some droplets of pee on the carpet, which would probably go unnoticed on this dark carpet. "What the hell is happening?" Susie asked. She grabbed some paper towels from the corner of her desk and did her best to wipe off her chair and her damp thighs inner thighs. She then walked to the bathroom, removed her panties and tried to wring them out and dry them off under the hand dryer. She finally got them dry enough to wrap them in a paper towel and stuff them in her purse. She would have to go commando for the rest of the day.

After work, Susie tried taking her mind off of what had happened twice that day, but she couldn't. It didn't help that she had to finish cleaning up her bed and put on new sheets. She kept trying to recall the dreams, but every time she could only remember small details. What she could remember vividly, though, was the brief but deep pleasure she felt from peeing herself. She couldn't understand it, but she also couldn't deny it. While the accidental wetting embarrassed and ashamed her, Susie had to admit that for the first few seconds of it she had really enjoyed the warm feeling of peeing herself. She put it out of her mind, though, and tried to move on with the rest of her day.

Later that evening, Susie was reclining on the couch watching reruns of a show when she started to doze off again. Somewhere in the back of her mind she thought about getting to walk to her bed, but the couch was pretty comfortable, so she stayed. After a little while, her eyes closed and she fell asleep.

Susie was dreaming again. This time she was laying back in an ornately decorated chaise in a large room, and there were people standing around, all of them staring eagerly at her. She smiled and moaned. "Mmm, here it comes." The people looked very pleased as a heavy flow of pee dribbled out of her and soaked the chaise cushion beneath her. Susie opened her mouth in a gasp of relief and pleasure as her warm pee sprayed out of her, splashing against her legs and the chaise.

She woke up gasping, but this time it was the same gasp of arousal she had felt in her dream. Susie looked between her legs and saw her warm pee spraying through her panties and soaking into the couch. It only occurred to her briefly that the couch might be ruined before she lost herself in the warm pleasure of fully wetting herself. "Ohhh, my god," she moaned. "I don't know… what's happening to me… but this… feels so good." Her pee continued to hiss through her panties and into the couch cushion, making a warm dark stain that spread beneath her. As her flow eased to a trickle, Susie could not help but reach down and rub herself. It only took a few strokes before she was screaming as she climaxed. Afterwards, Susie stood up from the couch and looked at the mess she had made. While she realized how bad it was, she did not feel as concerned as expected but instead the sight pleased her.

In spite of her little nap, Susie was still very tired, so she decided to go to bed. She started to change into pajamas, but she remembered the events of the day, which started with a bedwetting, so she chose to sleep naked. Susie had decided that if she had another accident and ended up ruining her mattress she would just have to buy another one. She crawled into her bed, smiling and the soft feel of the sheets against her naked body. Susie didn't know if anything would happen tonight or in the morning, and she was surprised to find that part of her wanted something to happen. She snuggled into her bed and was soon asleep.

Susie was dreaming again. In her dream she was laying on her back in a king-sized bed, surrounded by pillows and fully naked men. "It's okay," said one of the men. "Just let it go in the bed," said another. "We want you to," another said. Susie sighed and started to pee, feeling it dribble and pool between her legs, soaking her bottom and the bed with delicious warmth. As she continued to pee, a man to her right touched her labia and her slit, and then he grabbed her left leg and turned her towards him. He pulled her close to him and wrapped her leg over his and entered her. Then the man to her left scooted close behind her until he was spooning her, and then he slid his penis into her ass.

Susie woke up crying out, but it was the familiar cry of an orgasm. She was surprised (or maybe not) to see that in addition to her bed being soaked, she was laying on her side with one finger plunged into her vagina and another in her asshole. Susie panted and gasped as her climax subsided and she squirted more pee into her bed.

Although she still didn't understand what was happening to her or why these vivid dreams were causing such lewd behavior, Susie also knew she didn't want it to stop. She would just have to figure out how to manage them.

To be continued...