Tales of a Furniture Wetter: How It Began

[wetwulf 3,324]

This is the first chapter of a series. It contains female furniture wetting and masturbation.

It began with a desperate drive home from work. I was wearing a skirt and nice blouse, the perfect outfit for my job as a law firm desk clerk. I had not peed before leaving work because it had been a very busy day, and I just wanted to get out of there. I hadn't considered there would be so much traffic, but by the time I was almost home, my bladder felt like it was close to bursting.

My phone rang as I was pulling into the driveway, so I answered it. It was my friend and roommate Carolyn. We exchanged the usual greetings, and then I felt a wave of pressure in my bladder. I gasped and hoped she hadn't heard it.

"Are you on your way home?" she asked.

"I'm home now. Why?" I asked as I walked to the front porch and started to put my key in the front door.

"Well, we kind of have a problem," she said. "The front door lock has been weird lately. I stopped in for lunch earlier, but I couldn't get it to unlock." In spite of her statements, I tried my key in the lock, but, as she said, it would not even turn.

Now I couldn't hide my gasp as another wave of pressure flowed through me. "Dammit," I said. "How did you get in?" I asked.

"I went through the back door," Carolyn said. "But I know you don't have a back door key."

"Greaaat," I said. "So I'm locked out?"

"I'm afraid so," she said, "at least until I get there." Then Carolyn informed me that she was stuck in traffic and wasn't sure how much longer she would be.

"Ugh," I said. "This would happen to me right now! I need to pee!" Carolyn giggled, and even though I was frustrated, I laughed, as well. "Oooh, don't make me laugh, please! It's really bad! What am I supposed to do?"

I looked around the front porch and out into the small yard of our rented two-bedroom house. We lived in a fairly busy suburban neighborhood, and there were already a few neighbors out walking their dog and one across the street on her front porch. We did not have any bushes or places that would be acceptable to hide if I decided to squat discreetly.

"Are you able to pee in the yard somewhere?" Carolyn asked.

"No," I said. "Too many neighbors!" I kept looking around the porch, hoping to find something to give me an idea. Another strong wave of pressure hit, and this time I almost couldn't contain it and felt a tiny dribble in my panties. "Oookay, I need to figure out something soon!"

"What about the chair?" Carolyn asked. I wasn't sure if I heard her correctly.

"The what?"

"The chair. It has a soft cushion. You could sit on it and pee, and no one would see you, and there wouldn't be much of a puddle."

I was amazed but also intrigued. "Won't it stain the cushion?" I asked.

"It's a black cushion," Carolyn said, laughing. "Plus, it stays outside, so it will dry." Another strong wave followed by a spurt in my panties became my sign that I'd better decide soon or I would be standing in a puddle.

"Ooh! Okay, I don't have any other choice!" I said. I quickly turned my rear end to the chair and lifted my skirt out of the way, leaving my panties on. "Oh! It's coming out!" I said as my pee came bursting through my panties and immediately soaked the cushion beneath me. I felt so fucking good to just let go. "Oh my god, Carolyn, this feels… ohhh!"

"Feels good, does it?" I was still peeing fully and moaning as she listened. I sighed and relaxed, enjoying the warm pleasure of my pee flowing through the crotch of my panties and soaking into the chair cushion, not caring that neighbors were walking by right outside. Then I felt a small orgasm building, and I bit my lip but could not hide the pleasurable squeak as I came softly while my pee died to a trickle. I sat for a moment before standing up to survey the damage. My panties were soaked, obviously, and there was a faint but not as obvious wet stain on the cushion.

"Holy shit," I said. "That felt so fucking good."

Carolyn laughed. "Good to know," she said.

"I'm sorry, Carolyn, but I don't think that will be the last time I try that." She laughed again.

"I understand. I've done the same thing myself."

After Carolyn returned home, we cooked dinner and decided to eat outside on the porch since it was a nice evening. We were both relaxing on the swing until Carolyn surprised me by getting up and walking over to the cushioned chair.

"I don't think anybody can see me," she said as she looked around. The way our porch is made, if you are sitting down your lower body is hidden by anyone outside. I watched as she slid her leggings and panties down and sat her bottom directly on the cushion. Seconds later, she was sighing, and I could see her steady stream of pee dribbling out and soaking into the cushion. She finished quickly and then slid her panties and leggings back up and joined me again on the swing.

Not long after, I had to pee, too, but this time I slid my panties off, walked to the chair, moved my skirt out of the way, and sat my bare bottom on the cushion. I could feel the damp coolness from Carolyn's pee but didn't care as I just relaxed and warmed it up again with my own pee. I was surprised that even with Carolyn sitting right there, I enjoyed the flow of my pee tickling my clit so much that I had another small orgasm.

Later in the evening, we were sitting in the living room watching a movie. I was on one end of the couch and Carolyn was on the other end. As the movie seemed to be getting to a really good part, Carolyn grabbed the remote and paused it. "Wait, what are you doing?" I asked.

"I need to pee," she said. I also had been feeling the urge to pee for a bit but was so engrossed in the movie that I was holding off as long as possible. My mind was racing now with possibilities and then I finally said what I was feeling.

"I need to pee, too, but it's getting really good, and I don't want to get up." Carolyn raised her eyebrows in surprise. "I'm serious," I said. "And… I mean, you're my roommate, so I won't do it if you say no, but…."

"Do what?" she asked.

"What if we don't get up, I mean?" I said. "I'm not gonna lie, I orgasmed both times I peed in the porch chair, and I kind of want to pee on the couch right now." Carolyn continued to stare at me, but she was smiling, and I saw her eyes occasionally looking down at the couch.

"Well," she said, "It is an old couch… and the cushions are darker…" Carolyn bit her lip, and I knew I was winning her over. "I think it's too late to make it anyway." I smiled as Carolyn started to remove her leggings and panties and I lifted my bottom and removed my panties. "I can't believe we're doing this," Carolyn said. It struck me for a moment that the movie was still paused but neither of us seemed to care. Then Carolyn gasped. "I'm peeing!" she said. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened with pleasure and relief. I heard the soft hissing of her pee and could see a puddle forming between her legs. "Ohhh my god, that feels good."

As I watched Carolyn gasp and enjoy herself, I didn't want to wait any longer. This time, though, I lifted my skirt and bunched it up enough to expose my bare ass and pussy because I wanted, even needed, to watch myself as I pissed into my couch for the first time. I took one more look at Carolyn, who was still peeing but had removed her panties and leggings completely and was now slowly grinding her pussy into the wet seat. I looked between my legs, relaxed into the softness of the couch, and just let go.

Even though I had peed in the chair cushion earlier, this was a different experience. Something about the deeper softness of the couch cushion, the naughtiness of passing the couch on purpose, and seeing my own warm pee splash from my pussy directly into the cushion, it all had be gasping and crying out in ecstasy as I watched my pee flow out with a hiss and slowly soak into the couch cushion. The warmth enveloped my pussy and bottom, and I moaned in pleasure. "Ohhhh fuck," I said. Feeling even more turned on, I reached down and touched my slit as my piss flow increased. I watched it spray up a little before splashing into the puddle between my legs.

I heard Carolyn moan, as well. "Mmm, the couch is ruined, but I don't care. Ohh!" She wriggled her hips faster, grinding deeper into the couch. I rubbed my slit as I peed more.

"Ohh, god, I'm sorry Carolyn, but I don't think this will be the last time I do this. Mmmm!" I started to feel my orgasm building, and judging by Carolyn's gasps, she wouldn't be far behind.

"It's… ohhh, it's fine. I think… you've started something." Soon we were both crying out as we climaxed almost together, and I watched a few more squirts of pee spray from Carolyn's pussy as she screamed. We both relaxed until our breath returned to normal. Then, not bothering to move from our seat or get dressed, Carolyn grabbed the remote and pressed PLAY and we continued the movie.

Next time, I will tell you about how this day changed everything for me and for the two of us as roommates.

[Lutab 1,052]

Great part 1!

[CON2H4 650]

Wetwulf on fire as usual. 

[avatar 382]

Oh my god @wetwulf, that was superb! Already eager for part 2.

[Johnny20 31]

Thank you very much for this story! It is so hot to imagine the two girls!!!
I can't wait for part two! 🙂

[wetwulf 3,324]

On 1/27/2023 at 1:04 AM, Lutab said:

Great part 1!

 

On 1/27/2023 at 6:49 AM, CON2H4 said:

Wetwulf on fire as usual. 

 

On 1/27/2023 at 7:41 AM, avatar said:

Oh my god @wetwulf, that was superb! Already eager for part 2.

 

On 1/27/2023 at 8:22 AM, Johnny20 said:

Thank you very much for this story! It is so hot to imagine the two girls!!!
I can't wait for part two! 🙂

Thank you everyone. Part 2 coming soon.

[thisguy20 937]

An absolutely phenomenal story.  Well written with a story-line and dialog which come across as plausible enough that it could be an account of an actual event.