Popular Post steve25805 121,274 Posted February 12 Author Popular Post Share Posted February 12 (edited) Dear Wet Carpet. My wife is a big breasted, curvaceous and gorgeous bottomed blue eyed blonde in her mid 30s. Same age as me more or less. We were real party animals when we were younger but you know how it is. We had a couple of kids and settled down and sex got less frequent and more boring. After we were in bed - with the kids in their rooms already asleep - and naked as it is our habit when sleeping, we took to watching porn films and reading erotica in the hope of getting us more in the mood for sex. We began to look for a bit of variety to spice things up a bit, reading about bondage fantasies, S&M, role play, and even watersports. Yes, we found ourselves enjoying porn films of men and women, or just women, pissing on each other. My wife and I tried it a few times when the kids were at school, pissing on each other in the bath. It was kind of fun in a naughty way. Incidentally, watching such videos was the first time we saw the porn star Angel Wicky in action, pissing on another lady. And no, before your imaginations start getting over excited, we have never met her. I mention her only to point out that my wife is the spitting image of her, which gives you some idea of how lucky I am. Anyway a few months back we stumbled upon your magazine, and since we have few worries about money decided that we might as well buy a years subscription. Since then it has been part of our nightly routine to spend time reading some of your readers' letters and viewing the pics. We found it quite a turn on to read of mostly women peeing all over the place without a care in the world and apparently just for fun. I began to privately fantasise about my wife doing stuff like this. She for her part was struck by the fact that so many girls seemed to think nothing of just peeing on their own or they partner's bedroom carpets for fun. Well last night we were reading a letter from this lady telling us about how this guy she has started seeing loves having her pee on the carpet beside his bed. And how she enjoys doing it. But as it happened my wife herself needed to pee and was planning to head out towards the bathroom when with a glint in her eye and a smirk she asked rhetorically if she should just pee on the carpet too. And suggested I could then send in this letter about it. I said sure, immensely turned on by the prospect as I was. She noticed my dick growing hard and laughed that she could tell I was looking forward to the show. So okay then, why not? And so she climbed out of bed, strode naked the short distance towards the corner of the room where she turned to face me whilst dropping down into a squat. Then, her grin broadening, with a sudden soft hissing and sound of her hot yellow piss pattering down onto the carpet, she was doing it. I had an instant hard on as I gazed at the highly erotic sight of my wife gleefully pissing away on the carpet. A very plush and expensive carpet it was too which just made the sight of her pissing on it even more outrageously sexy. Fucking loads of it there was, as she peed for ages, creating a huge wet patch. When she was done she stood up, giggled about how much fun that was, walked back over and climbed back into bed. The sex that followed was great, let me tell you. This morning when we awoke, as often happened and still half asleep, she groaned about having to go to the bathroom which would have meant getting at least partially dressed in case the kids were up and about. But then with a smirk she said "Why bother" and just dropped down into a squat beside the bed and had another very long piss there. And created another massive wet patch by the time she was done. "Who needs toilets?" she laughed as she climbed back into bed for a bit longer. Later in the day with the kids still at school and after several large cups of coffee my wife needed another piss and asked if I would like to watch which I was well up for. So I followed her upstairs where instead of entering the bathroom she walked right past it into our bedroom. Then in the middle of the room she lowered her jeans and panties as she crouched down. Moments later, for the third time she was enjoying another piss all over the carpet, ultimately creating another large wet patch. When she was done, on impulse I got my dick out right there and in spite of the solidness of my erection managed to start peeing all over the floor. My wife giggled, calling me a naughty boy, but gazed on transfixed at my pissing dick with a big grin on her face as I sprayed the carpet. As we walked back downstairs afterwards my wife laughingly stated that it was a good job the kids were not allowed in our bedroom, because it was going to start stinking of piss in a day or two, especially if we keep pissing on the carpet in there. She added with a grin that she wasnt bothered if I wasnt, and said she fully intended to piss on the carpet again tonight anyway. Which I am looking forward to even as I type this. I cant wait. Edited February 13 by steve25805 1 8 Quote Link to post
Popular Post hibillymayshear 432 Posted February 19 Popular Post Share Posted February 19 Dear wet carpet magazine My name is josh and Im a teen who still lives at home with my older sister and parents. Our family is a bit unusual as our parents let me and my sister pee against the carpet/wall in our bedroom since they themselves do the same in their bedroom. We have been doing this for years. Its great because we dont have to leave our bedrooms to pee but we are only allowed to pee in our designated pee corners and we have to wipe down the walls, shampoo our carpets once a week so the smell doesnt get too bad. But honestly i dont mind the smell and neither does my sister. Our family also saves a lot of water by peeing in our bedrooms which is nice. Sometimes I will pass by my sisters room and hear her letting out a strong stream on her bedroom carpet. I think mom and my sister like peeing in their bedrooms since they can practice going pee while standing. Lately I have been really wanting to watch my sister pee so we talked about it and decided we were going to watch each other pee when our parents are not home. She was going to watch me pee in her bedroom and I was going to watch her pee in my bedroom. Our parents were going to the mall today so we drank a bunch of water and when they left it was time to pee. We got naked so we felt more natural while we were peeing. We started in my room where I watched my sister go to my pee corner where she got into a standing position and peed a strong stream against my bedroom wall and carpet. It lasted for a good minute. I was nice watching my sister pee in my room and we both stepped in the puddle on the carpet with our bare feet. It felt so warm and nice! Next it was her turn to watch me pee in her room. I went to her corner, I could see her stains and smell pee from when she peed there previously. I let out a strong stream, spraying as much of the carpet and wall that I could while my sister watched. I also peed for a good minute and when I was done me and my sister once again played in the puddle with our feet. We got dressed afterwards and our parents came home. It was nice watching each other pee 2 1 3 5 Quote Link to post
Popular Post steve25805 121,274 Posted February 21 Author Popular Post Share Posted February 21 Dear Wet Carpet. I am an 18 year old student still living at home with my parents. My name is Sarah. My 21 year old sister Maria also still lives at home but her boyfriend who often stops over with her in her room. Well I have grown up with a secret thing about pissing as a fantasy but never did anything naughtier than piss in the shower or the sink, and thats only because the bathroom door has a lock on it. You see, none of my family are respecters of privacy and tend to just walk in without knocking. Which is something my sister should have taken heed of. Because I wanted to speak to her about something and barged into her room, not realising that her boyfriend was with her. And there they both were, totally naked and having fun. But they were not fucking, oh no. My sister was squatting in the middle of the room and pissing on her bedroom carpet, whilst her boyfriend was stood beside her, pissing all over her in spite of his obvious hard on.. For a split second I saw the glee on both their faces before it was replaced by looks of shock and embarrassment. I was stunned into immobility for a couple of seconds , then said sorry and left. The strangest thing of all was that neither of them in their embarrassment thought to stop pissing. They were still peeing when I left. Ten minutes later, dressed and dried off, albeit with her hair still visibly wet, my sister came into my room to speak to me, all sheepish and embarrassed. She wasn't worried about me telling mum and dad, more people outside the family. I promised her I wouldnt tell anyone, including our parents. That's when my sister said they probably wouldn't be bothered, telling me that a couple of years back she walked in on her mum peeing on her bedroom carpet whilst dad was pissing all over her. That's where she got the idea. She laughed about what a surprise it was to catch dad pissing in mums grinning face. She had to reassure our parents that she was cool about it and wouldnt tell anyone. Except now her boyfriend obviously. She told me that there is often a wet patch of carpet on mums side of the bed. I went in to check, and sure enough there was a very large, very wet patch on the floor with an aroma of piss, so they'd obviously peed there recently. I went back into my room where sis was sitting on my bed. I needed a pee right then and said so to my sister, whereupon she urged me to christen the carpet, telling me its fun. And so I lowered my jeans and panties and squatted in the middle of my bedroom. Maria called her boyfriend into the room so he could watch. And I actually didnt mind. And there I soon was pissing away on my own bedroom carpet whilst Maria and her boyfriend watched me. The gentle hiss and sound of it pattering down was highly erotic. By the time I was done there was a huge wet patch on the carpet. Later on after a few drinks, they both came into my room again and we all got naked. My sis let me hold her boyfriends dick as he pissed all over her. I delighted in aiming it into her grinning face, and was blown away when she opened her moth and started drinking it. After that both sis and I stood with our legs apart and hands on hips, pissing all over the carpet together, giggling with delight as we swing our hips from side to side to piss over as large an area as possible. It has been a lot of fun so far. 1 9 Quote Link to post
listman88 0 Posted February 28 Share Posted February 28 On 2/19/2024 at 9:41 AM, hibillymayshear said: Dear wet carpet magazine My name is josh and Im a teen who still lives at home with my older sister and parents. Our family is a bit unusual as our parents let me and my sister pee against the carpet/wall in our bedroom since they themselves do the same in their bedroom. We have been doing this for years. Its great because we dont have to leave our bedrooms to pee but we are only allowed to pee in our designated pee corners and we have to wipe down the walls, shampoo our carpets once a week so the smell doesnt get too bad. But honestly i dont mind the smell and neither does my sister. Our family also saves a lot of water by peeing in our bedrooms which is nice. Sometimes I will pass by my sisters room and hear her letting out a strong stream on her bedroom carpet. I think mom and my sister like peeing in their bedrooms since they can practice going pee while standing. Lately I have been really wanting to watch my sister pee so we talked about it and decided we were going to watch each other pee when our parents are not home. She was going to watch me pee in her bedroom and I was going to watch her pee in my bedroom. Our parents were going to the mall today so we drank a bunch of water and when they left it was time to pee. We got naked so we felt more natural while we were peeing. We started in my room where I watched my sister go to my pee corner where she got into a standing position and peed a strong stream against my bedroom wall and carpet. It lasted for a good minute. I was nice watching my sister pee in my room and we both stepped in the puddle on the carpet with our bare feet. It felt so warm and nice! Next it was her turn to watch me pee in her room. I went to her corner, I could see her stains and smell pee from when she peed there previously. I let out a strong stream, spraying as much of the carpet and wall that I could while my sister watched. I also peed for a good minute and when I was done me and my sister once again played in the puddle with our feet. We got dressed afterwards and our parents came home. It was nice watching each other pee Did you do that all the time you at home pee there?? Quote Link to post
Popular Post steve25805 121,274 Posted March 5 Author Popular Post Share Posted March 5 Dear Wet Carpet I have been dating this blue eyed, long haired blonde lady. She is quite a large lady yet curvaceous without being fat. She has large but well formed breasts and a large but perfectly rounded ass. And she has a thing about pissing. I began to notice this early on in our relationship. When walking her home from an evening out drinking, or back to mine, if she needed a piss she seemed to delight in squatting right there on the pavement in full public view, jeans around her knees and big ass on full view, not caring how many people were around or how much traffic was driving past. And she'd be pissing away right there with a big grin on her face, obviously enjoying doing it in front of people. If a passing car beeped it's horn she'd wave at it and laugh whilst carrying on pissing. I took it for granted that she enjoyed peeing in front of people, and she freely admitted to getting an exhibitionist thrill out of it. She loved watching me piss too and liked to lend me a hand. We would often go into some back lane or other on the way back from the pub where she would unzip me and hold my dick as I pissed against the wall. Generally she'd be watching my pissing dick with a big grin on her face, and she knew I enjoyed it too because I would often be semi-erect by the time I was done. One time in a pub she came back from a brief visit to the ladies' and delighted in informing me that because all the cubicles were occupied she had decided to just piss on the floor. Lol, thats just the kind of girl she is. Another time in the pub when it was really busy and there was a queue to use the ladies', she informed me that she needed a piss but wasnt going to wait in that queue. Instead she reached down under the table we were sitting it and unzipped her jeans, lowering both them and her panties down to just above her knees before shuffling forward in her seat, blonde haired muff poised over the edge of that seat. And then, grinning with delight, she started pissing right there onto the pub carpet under the table. In mid flow she briefly turned towards me and enthused about how much she was enjoying it. I told her that I could see that. Again gazing down at the sight of her piss spray splashing down onto the carpet, she laughed about how toilets are boring and it's more fun being naughty. One day, returning from the pub to her place and both in need of a piss she decided to let us in the back way because she said she had an idea. The back door entered into her kitchen where she laughingly suggested we get naked and piss all over the floor. And so we each got totally undressed whereupon she stood in a semi-squat with her hands on her knees as I stood with my dick in hand. And then she started pissing, followed seconds later by me, our piss splashing loudly down onto the tiles. I was aiming my dick all around, spraying as much of the floor as possible. She was pissing away with a massive grin, her gaze alternating from her own torrent splashing down and my pissing dick spraying her floor. By the time we were done there was piss all over that floor. We then went into her living room for a few more drinks and ended up having sex on the sofa. After which she suggested we return to the kitchen for another piss. Where we again peed all over the floor, totally flooding the place. This became a frequent after the pub pastime, both of us taking our clothes off and pissing all over the kitchen floor. And if we were upstairs we would often do the same thing all over the bathroom floor. She would mop it all up in the morning. We did much the same at my place too. Both of us pissing naked on my kitchen and bathroom floors. Though of course the morning mop up was then my responsibility One evening after having come back from the pub to her place and again delighted in pissing all over the kitchen floor together, we had a few more drinks and then headed up towards her bedroom for sex. As I strode towards her bed, my bare feet encountered a damp patch of carpet beside the bed, which I commented on. She just giggled and said she had peed there in the morning when she got up. She said she couldnt be bothered to go to the toilet and doing it on the carpet instead is much naughtier and so more fun. She said she does not make a habit of doing it often because otherwise her room would stink of piss, but every now and again is good fun. Then she said she could do with another piss anyway and thought i probably could by now, so why not both piss on the carpet. She wanted me to go first and led me into the centre of the room taking hold of my dick. Then she told me to go and when I was unsure she encouraged me with the information that I wouldn't be the first guy ever to have peed on that carpet. And so I started pissing with her gleefully aiming my dick all around so that I was peeing all over a large area of the carpet. She giggled about how most of her boyfriends end up pissing in here eventually, if not on the carpet then against the walls. I though what the holy fuck? When I was done she adopted a standing position in the middle of the room, legs parted and hands on hips, grinning with glee as she swung her hips from left to right and back, spraying as much of the carpet as possible. When she was done she said how much fun that was but said we had better not do it again for a while, to give the place time to dry out. The room did smell a bit pissy for a few days but it soon faded. But thereafter she wanted to cement our relationship by me letting her christen my bedroom carpet. And so, a few nights later after another jaunt to the pub, back at mine I got to join her in a naked piss all over my own bedroom carpet. Since then we have experimented with ever more naughty ideas. I have let her squat and pee on the carpet in the middle of my living room. I have had her pee on my kitchen and dining room tables. She has stood naked spraying my sofa with piss. At her place she has stood aiming my dick as I peed in her lingerie drawer. I have pissed against her bedroom wall a number of times. She too has stood pissing against that wall. And against my bedroom wall too. One time when drunk we decided it would be a good laugh to wet my bed together. I had to sleep at hers for a week after that until the mattress dried out, lol. I had to do the same some other time for similar reasons. Basically I wanted to watch her squat upon my bed and piss on it. Which she was more than happy to do. At her place she does not like her carpets peed on too often but I have decided I don't care about the carpet in my bedroom, saying she can piss on it any time she likes. So every time she stops over she usually pees on the carpet beside my bed before we turn in, generally on my side of the bed. She'll usually piss there in the morning too. And likes holding my dick as I piss on it too. Sometimes we do it in the middle of the room, sometimes in a corner, sometimes against the walls. She stays at my place 3 or 4 times a week now, and it seems that every time my bedroom gets peed in multiple times, mostly against the walls or on the carpet. Though we have both sometimes peed in drawers and cupboards in there too, usually all over my clothing. The carpet is almost permanently damp now, and my bedroom smells very pissy. But she doesnt seem to mind and I don't. She says it is not her house and not her carpet so she doesnt care if I am okay with it. We do the whole golden shower thing too. She loves washing her hair then having me rinse it off by pissing on her head. And there are few things I love more than the times when she pisses on my face. She particularly enjoys pissing when I am going down on her, my tongue tasting her amber nectar. But somehow it is still the naughty pissing in random places that most floats our boat. And there are always even more outrageous ideas which she comes up with more often even than me. Only the other week she opened her fridge door in the kitchen and told me to piss in it, all over everything inside. So I did, lol. Then she stood pissing in it too. I love this woman. Who incidentally is the only woman I have ever known who has wanted me to piss in her mouth. And that was a whole lot of fun too. I couldnt believe it when she started drinking it like she couldnt get enough. Of course I had to let her return the favour and piss in my mouth. Drinking her hot piss was highly erotic. But the whole pissing on carpets, tables and furniture gig never gets dull and the sex afterwards is always fantastic. This lady is something special for sure. 5 Quote Link to post
hibillymayshear 432 Posted March 8 Share Posted March 8 Dear wet carpet I am a girl in my early 20s who lives with my boyfriend who is in mid 20s. Before meeting each other growing up we would piss in the corner of our bedrooms. Nothing better then getting naked to the waste down and unloading a full bladder against the wall and carpet. I would spray the carpet in my bedroom once in a while and loved the smell of pee in my room. Wet met through fetlife and now we live together in an apartment. We currently use the bedroom carpet together at our place and only use the toilet for number 2. Our bedroom corner has become really stained, both the wall and carpet. Also our bedroom smells like pee but we both enjoy the smell. But to prevent the smell from getting too strong we wash our corner once a week. As far as we know the land lord doesnt know but during home inspections has not said anything about the stained corner in our bedroom and the smell of pee coming from the bedroom. I wonder what that could mean? 4 Quote Link to post
Popular Post steve25805 121,274 Posted March 10 Author Popular Post Share Posted March 10 (edited) Dear Wet Carpet. My name is Mandy and this is me on the right. The lady on the left is my new much older girlfriend Sue. I am in my early 20s and she is in her late 30s, but looks great as I am sure you'll agree... Once of the things I really love about her is her naughtiness and sense of anything goes. The other night we were naked on her bed together when she got her laptop out and told me to take a look at this for a laugh. Which is how I got introduced to your magazine with all it's readers confessions about ladies peeing all over the place. Quite a few of them seem to have pervy boyfriends who like having them pee on their carpets so they can watch. Well I am bi and have had boyfriends before, but none of them has ever wanted me to piss on their carpets, lol. Reading about such naughty antics was a surprising turn on though, so Sue and I were rather enjoying the letters. Sue remarked that toilets can be a bit boring when you are feeling horny and it can be more fun being naughty. She pointed in the general direction of the middle of the room and said that she had peed there on the carpet before. I could hardly believe it. "Oh my god did you really?" I giggled. She said that it's fun sometimes being a grown woman old enough to know better to ignore the bathroom and just piss on the bedroom floor. She said she does not do it all the time because she does not want the room to smell all pissy but every once in a while is fun. Then she pointed to one of the walls and said her previous girlfriend used to love standing and pissing against it like a guy. She said it was fun to watch. My jaw had dropped in astonishment but I was aroused and amused rather than shocked. Then she said she needed a pee right then and asked if I did too, which I kind of did. So she invited me to join her in a pee on the carpet. And so there we both soon were, squatting facing each other in the middle of the room poised to pee. And then with a sudden soft hissing sound, a golden spray of piss was spraying from her muff to splash forcefully down onto the carpet creating a rapidly growing damp patch. Seconds later and my own near identical golden spray was splashing forcefully down, creating another rapidly growing puddle. I laughingly said, "I can't believe we're pissing on your carpet!" She gleefully enthused, "Fun isnt it" Both of us were enthralled by the sight of our own and each other's yellow piss spraying forth and soiling the carpet. The sound of our twin hissings, the sound of it splashing down, the sight of it hitting the carpet and slowly seeping in, was just so erotically naughty. I was actually disappointed when our bladders were finally empty because I was enjoying it so much. Never before had I ever had such fun pissing. We got into bed afterwards leaving the massive wet patches on the carpet. She joked that we truly were a couple, now that I had christened her carpet. We then had sex before falling asleep. In the morning when we awoke, Sue got up out of bed first saying that she needed the bathroom. She was heading in the direction of the door when she strode into the wet patches on the carpet. She looked at me with a smile and commented on the fact that the carpet was still wet, and laughed. Then she suggested I come take a look and watch this as she strode over to a wall. I got out of bed and by the time I was beside her, she was facing that wall with her legs apart and hands on hips which were thrust forwards. Then she started pissing against the wall, a soft hissing sound accompanying the sight of her golden spray hitting the wall and flowing down it onto the carpet. She laughed, "Why bother going to the bathroom? It's more fun here." She started swaying her hips from right to left and back, gleefully spraying as much of the wall as possible. When she was done, she dropped her hands to her sides, stepped back, grinned at the pissy wall and carpet for a moment, then laughed as she said "I enjoyed that!" "I could tell", I laughed I needed a piss too and she astonished me by suggesting that I piss on the bed. I said what about the mattress? She pulled the sheets off to reveal a pee stained mattress, saying her previous girlfriend used to enjoy pissing on it every now and again. She said it usually dried off easily enough if left uncovered and if not she would just turn it upside down so the wet side was underneath when bed time came. She said she could think of nothing more outrageously naughtier - and therefore more erotic - than watching her new girlfriend piss on her bed. And so I climbed up onto the bed, popped a squat in the middle of it, and started pissing a hot, hissy yellow torrent onto her mattress as she watched with a broad grin. It was most enjoyable. We agreed not to have any more pissing fun in her room for a few weeks, because we have to let it dry out and any smell gradually dissipate. But I have agreed that tonight she can stay at mine and christen my bedroom carpet with me. Which I am kind of looking forward to. A new erotic chapter involving pissing appears to have opened up in my life, lol Mandy Edited March 11 by steve25805 3 2 3 Quote Link to post
Popular Post steve25805 121,274 Posted March 10 Author Popular Post Share Posted March 10 Dear Wet Carpet. My husband and I are in our 40s and have a kind of dominant submissive thing going involving pee. Basically whenever we are home alone and I need to pee, I have been getting him to fetch a glass and hold it for me while I piss in it. Whatever room I happen to be in, he gets the glass, and holds it between my legs for me to fill. Well the other week I was in the living room with my panties off and standing ready to hoist my skirt when he came in with a rather small glass saying that the dishes were not yet done and it was the only clean glass available. Why the cleanliness of the glass mattered when I was going to be pissing in it anyway escaped me but the implications were arousing in a naughty kind of way. So I went with it. Anyway I stood there in the middle of the room with my legs parted and him holding this glass between my legs, and as so many times before I started pissing in it. And yes the glass was too small. I was still pissing strongly when it filled to the brim and started to overflow. I suppose I could have stopped but decided to carry on anyway. He took the full glass away, and I just carried on pissing. In fact I peed for a while longer until I was done, deliberately peeing on the carpet. I told him afterwards that he could clean that up and left it. Since then I have gotten into the habit of not bothering with a glass much anymore, instead just peeing on the floor wherever I happen to be, on tiles or carpets I dont care, inviting him to watch then making him clean it up. It is rather enjoyable. 1 4 Quote Link to post
Popular Post steve25805 121,274 Posted March 10 Author Popular Post Share Posted March 10 Dear Wet Carpet. For as long as I can remember I have been a male into watching girls pee in naughty places. In my teenage school years I began to fantasise about the English teacher - Miss Lee who was maybe in her mid 20s - peeing in random places. My favourite fantasy was to watch her pissing on my bed. Well I left school, went to uni and started renting student digs. Now aged 18 I have recently signed up secretly to a pee fetish site and struck up a friendship with a young lady there called Michelle who coincidentally enough claimed to be an English teacher in her mid to late 20s with a thing about peeing in naughty places. We shared fantasies, and I of course told her mine about my former teacher pissing on my bed. One of hers was to to have a young guy naked and to hold his dick as he pissed all over some bed. We agreed that it would be fun to meet up and much to my astonishment she lived in the same town as me. We agreed to exchange pics. I sent her mine first, and she astonished me by recognising me by name even though I had never shared it with her. When she sent me her pic I immediately realised why. Because Michelle Lee was her name, previously only known to me as Miss Lee. I couldn't believe it. It was the fucking English teacher I used to fantasise taking a piss on my bed. She suggested calling round at mine after school one day, wearing her school teacher attire including formal skirt and blouse, and pissing on my bed for me. She wanted me to be naked whilst she did it, after which she wanted to hold and aim my dick as I pissed all over the bed. I was well up for that and gave her my address. She said that she was married so sex was off the table. Apart from holding my pissing dick, obviously. And discretion was an essential because even her husband, let alone her work colleagues, knew nothing about her secret pissing fantasies. At home she had never dared do anything naughtier than pee in the shower or the sink. Though the thought of her doing even that was enough to give me a boner. Well the arrangements were made and on the appointed day and time Miss Lee appeared at my door and I invited her in. She said she had avoided peeing all day and her need was pretty urgent. She said she was going to pee loads which was of course music to my ears. So after the brief introductions to each other - it had been nearly three years since I had last seen her - I led her into my bedroom where she watched with a smile as I stripped naked, already with a massive boner because being naked in front of Miss Lee was highly erotic. She gazed approvingly at my hard on, then said it was time to do her thing. She got up onto my bed, lowering her panties down towards her knees as she lowered herself down into a squat, the back of her skirt hoisted. And there before me was the gorgeous sight of Miss Lee squatting there, bare ass cheeks and pussy on full display. Then a brief golden spurt as the grin on her face broadened, then another spurt, and then the floodgates opened. With a very audible hissing sound, her golden torrent was spraying down onto my bed. Her grinning gaze kept switching between me stood there naked with a hard on and her own piss splashing down onto my bed to soak through the sheets into the mattress. She peed for ages and clearly had an impressive bladder capacity. A fantasy come true. When she was done a large area of the middle of my bed was clearly soaked. She then stood, pulling her panties back up and enthusing about how much she had enjoyed that as she stepped off the bed. Then she said it was my turn as she had me stand beside the bed facing towards it. She took hold of my rock solid erection and urged me to let loose. In spite of a bladder full to bursting, I found it difficult to pee with a hard on. But eventually after 30 or so seconds of anticipation, an initially gentle jet of piss started spraying from my dick onto the bed. Though once I began the jet of pee grew in force as she delighted in aiming my erect dick all around as I peed all over my own bed for her pleasure. When I was done - in spite of her no sex insistence - she did me the favour of masturbating me until I ejaculated on the pissy bed. Soon after that she left, but has since agreed to come around again sometime and piss on my living room carpet. I can't wait. 1 5 Quote Link to post
steve25805 121,274 Posted March 13 Author Share Posted March 13 Dear Wet Carpet. My husband and I are in our late 30s and are into pissing, sometimes all over each other, but mostly just in random places easy to clean up - in the sink or shower cubicle, or all over the tiled kitchen or bathroom floors, on the kitchen room table, and things like that. Only when the kids are not home obviously. We have a number of like minded friends who all know us and each other through fetish clubs and/or websites. Some have visited us and peed on our kitchen floor with us. Anyway, one couple we know in their 40s who were going to rip out their living room carpet and replace it with a new one, invited us and others around for a piss party the evening before hand. As well as them and us there were another couple aged about 30, and a lesbian couple in their mid 30s, three guys and five ladies in all. All the furniture in the living room had been removed except for the sofa and armchairs and these were backed at the edge of the room against the walls just to provide seating. We all were supplied with copious amounts of alcohol and part of the fun was that we would all strip naked for the evening and just piss on the carpet whenever we felt like it. We girls were frequently holding pissing dicks as guys peed on the floor, whilst the girls squatted wherever they felt like to also piss on the carpet. And the girls got very experimental as the drink flowed, peeing from semi-squatting positions with their hands on knees, or standing positions with their legs parted. As the drink really started to flow it seemed like every ten minutes or so someone was pissing, spraying the carpet. Soon there was hardly a dry patch of carpet left, and it became very squelchy and wet under our bare feet. Wherever we stood, we were standing in piss. I myself held all three pissing dicks at one time or other and delighted in aiming them around. All the girls did that for the guys, even the lesbians, ensuring that no part of the uncovered areas of carpet was not soaked. Things got a bit wild later after lots of drinking, with guys and even girls pissing against the walls. I had a go at doing it as well, copying what the lesbian girls had done, since it was clear they'd done this sort of thing before. Basically this involved standing and facing the wall with legs parted a little and hips thrust forwards, and then pissing. We also decided it would be great fun for us all to go out into the kitchen and piss all over the tiled floor together, rather flooding the place. Except for the female host. She got up and pissed on the kitchen table. It was a fun night. 3 1 Quote Link to post
Popular Post wetwulf 3,186 Posted April 1 Popular Post Share Posted April 1 Dear Wet Carpet, I am writing to share an unforgettable experience that my daughters and I recently encountered on a long road trip. As a mother, I have faced many challenges, but this one took the cake – or should I say, the toilet? As the hours ticked by, my daughters and I became increasingly desperate for a restroom. Alas, we found ourselves in a predicament with no public facilities in sight. The tension in the van grew thicker with each passing minute, and it was clear that our bladders could no longer bear the weight of our predicament. In a moment of desperation, one of my daughters exclaimed, "Mom, we can't hold it any longer. We need to go!" I knew we were running out of time, and the thought of peeing in the van was the last resort. As we pulled over to the side of the road, the three of us shared a mix of embarrassment as we maneuvered in our seats to find a discreet position. With no other option, I took a deep breath and allowed myself to relax, feeling the warmth spread beneath me. "Oh, that feels... good," I couldn't help but exclaim, feeling the weight of my full bladder dissipate. I soon heard the sound of urine hitting the floor in the back of the van and knew my daughters had followed suit. One of my daughters chimed in, her voice filled with relief, "I know, right? I feel like I can finally relax. Ahhh." I looked in the rear view mirror and saw that she had her skirt hiked up but, like me, she was peeing through her panties into her seat. The other daughter, her face flushed but relieved, added, "I didn't realize how much I needed to go until now. It's like a weight lifted off my shoulders." She had pulled her leggings and panties down to her ankles and was spraying pee onto the floor of the van. The sounds of our last dribbles and drops of pee and even the obvious scent of our urine was strangely soothing, and it was clear that we were all feeling a sense of unexpected liberation. As the last drops fell, we shared a moment of awkward laughter, the tension from earlier fading away. In that moment, I felt a sense of closeness to my daughters that I had never experienced before. Driving on, the three of us couldn't help but reflect on the unexpected bonding experience we had just shared. Despite the discomfort and embarrassment, we had formed a unique connection that I believe will stay with us for years to come. In fact, later in the trip I felt the need to pee again, and while at a stoplight I just relaxed and peed into my seat again. I also wasn't surprised soon after to hear splashing sounds in the back and glanced in the mirror to see my daughter with the skirt scooted forward and spraying pee onto the floor. Thank you for providing a platform to share our unconventional yet strangely liberating experience. Sincerely, Susan 3 5 Quote Link to post
Popular Post wetwulf 3,186 Posted April 1 Popular Post Share Posted April 1 Dear Wet Carpet Magazine, I wanted to share a rather embarrassing story with you, one that I have kept buried deep within me for quite some time now. It all started when I injured my back and was confined to bed for several days. I couldn't move without experiencing excruciating pain, and this included going to the bathroom. I remember one particular moment when I was desperately in need of relieving myself, but I simply couldn't get up from the bed. I called my mother in a panic, hoping that she could rush home and assist me. Sadly, she was stuck at work and couldn't leave her duties to come to my aid. "Mom, I... I really need to go to the bathroom," I sobbed into the phone. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart. I can't leave work right now. Is there anything else I can do?" my mother's worried voice came through the line. I took a deep breath, trying to hold back tears. "Can I just... go here in the bed? I can't hold it anymore, Mom." There was a brief silence on the other end of the line before my mother spoke, her voice hesitant and filled with concern. "Okay, honey. If you really can't hold it, it's alright. Just... just go ahead." The relief I felt as I let go and peed in my bed was indescribable. It was a strange mix of embarrassment and liberation. From that moment on, I found myself no longer holding back when I needed to pee. I simply let go right there in my bed, enjoying the sensation of warmth spreading beneath me. It became a strange comfort during a difficult time, and I found myself looking forward to those moments of release. I know it may sound bizarre to some, but for me, it was a strange form of self-care during a time of pain and immobility. I'm sharing this story with you in hopes that others who may find themselves in similar situations can find comfort in knowing they are not alone. Sincerely, Kennedy 5 1 Quote Link to post
Popular Post wetwulf 3,186 Posted April 1 Popular Post Share Posted April 1 Dear Wet Carpet, Something happened recently that I felt compelled to share with you. It all started when I spent the night at my friend Ellie's house. We were having a great time chatting and watching movies. Later that night, however, while we were sleeping on the sleeper sofa, I heard a strange sound coming from Ellie's side of the bed. I was quite surprised to discover that Ellie was actually peeing in her bed. At first, I was shocked and confused, so I woke her up to ask her about it. Ellie, half-asleep, replied, "Oh, that? I just pee in my bed sometimes. It feels really good. You should try it too!" Surprised, I hesitantly asked, "Really? Have you always done this?" Ellie nodded and encouraged me, "Yeah, give it a shot. You might like it!" Curious and hesitant, I decided to give it a try myself. It took a while to relax, but I was finally able to start peeing. As I did, I couldn't help but feel a strange mix of embarrassment and arousal. To my surprise, the sensation of my pee soaking through my panties, spraying my inner thighs, and soaking into the mattress was quite sensual and thrilling. The warmth and release of it all was strangely soothing. I turned to Ellie with a mixture of amazement and excitement and exclaimed, "Ohhh, wow, Ellie, this feels amazing!" "I told you," Ellie said, giggling, and I heard another hissing sound as she peed in the bed again. I must confess that since that night, I have continued to wet my own bed. At first, it was only occasionally, but now it has become a more frequent occurrence, and sometimes a get a very sexual thrill from doing it and even masturbate in my warm puddle. I find myself drawn to the sensation and the feeling of relief and release it brings. I never would have imagined that something like this could have such a powerful effect on me, and I can't help but wonder if there are others out there who have had similar experiences. 1 1 3 Quote Link to post
wetwulf 3,186 Posted April 1 Share Posted April 1 Dear Wet Carpet, I work as a caregiver for elderly widows in an assisted living facility, and recently we had a plumbing issue that left us without working bathrooms for several hours. During that time, I witnessed something I never thought I would see. Several elderly women, unable to hold their bladders any longer, resorted to peeing on the carpet, wetting themselves while sitting on their sofa, or even wetting their beds. One woman even confessed to me that she was wearing Depends and simply wet them while we were talking. I must admit, in the chaos of it all, I too became desperate to relieve myself. Feeling unable to hold it any longer, I followed the example of the elderly women and peed myself while standing in the hallway outside of my office. The relief that washed over me was almost sensual, and I must confess that I couldn't help but touch myself later that evening. Afterward, one of the elderly women approached me with a knowing look in her eyes. "It felt really good to just let it go, didn't it, dear?" she said, her voice filled with a mix of relief and amusement. I was surprised, but I nodded, feeling a sense of connection with her in that moment. "It did, strangely enough. I never thought I would find relief in such a vulnerable situation," I replied, feeling a sense of camaraderie with this woman who had experienced a similar feeling of release. I know this may seem strange or even inappropriate to share, but I felt compelled to do so. In a setting where dignity and privacy are so important, it was a humbling and eye-opening experience to witness the vulnerability of these women and to in turn feel that vulnerability myself. Sincerely, Anne 3 Quote Link to post
Popular Post steve25805 121,274 Posted April 2 Author Popular Post Share Posted April 2 Dear Wet Carpet. My name is Emily and long, long ago when I was really young I was a bit of a tomboy. My best friend was a boy called Brad and we often hung out in each other's bedrooms. He used to like watching me pee on the carpet in the corner of his bedroom and it was fun to do in ways I didnt really understand. As we got older though we went to different schools and lost contact with one another. We grew up, and I grew out of the whole childish peeing on a boy's carpet thing. I got married, had kids, kids grew up, got divorced and am now a 48 year old woman with no strings. I started going out to pubs and bars occasionally just to hook up with guys and generally just to make friends. After being hurt by my former husband I had no desire to get into a romantic relationship anymore, but am not yet so old that I don't have needs so I do pick up the occasional guy. Anyway, I was in this pub having a couple of drinks and who should I encounter doing the same? Well you have probably guessed it - none other than my childhood friend Brad whom I hadn't seen for nearly 40 years, now a good looking 48 year old guy. We got talking, firstly about our lives. He had been in a couple of long term relationships and had kids by two different women, but never married. His kids had grown up and he was single now too. We also then got talking about old times and the fun we used to have as kids, and I ended up going back to his place with him for a few more drinks. Well we were hitting it off like we had never been apart. I can't recall which of us brought it up but we ended up recalling those times he let me pee on his bedroom carpet and I admitted that it was kind of fun to be naughty. But for me it had always kind of been a thing of childhood, the sort of thing kids might do to be naughty but grow out of. So when in mid-conversation about the peeing thing, I realised I needed a pee, and asked to use the bathroom, he suggested I just do it right there on his living room carpet for old times sake, I was somewhat taken aback to say the least. "I can't do that" I protested. He just laughed about it not being the first time I had peed on his carpet. I pointed out that I was a kid back then and now was a fully grown woman old enough to know better. Grown women don't go around peeing on people's carpets. He just laughed, "Wanna bet?" At which point he introduced me to your magazine and showed me a reader's pic of an obviously adult woman deliberately peeing on some carpet or other with a big grin on her face. He suggested that being a grown woman old enough to know better is what makes it even naughtier and thus more fun. And again urged me to just pee on his living room carpet, and pointed to the middle of the room, telling me to do it there. And to be honest the thought of doing this was actually turning me on. So perhaps not something I grew out of after all. Barely able to believe I was doing this - I am regarded, and generally think of myself as, a respectable woman - I strode into the centre of the room, pulled off my panties and hoisted the back of my skirt as I lowered myself into a squat. I hovered there for several seconds, excited by the thought of what I was about to do. I checked with him, "Are you sure about this?" He just told me to carry on and pee. So I did. With a soft hissing sound that we ladies often make when peeing forcefully, my pee began pattering down onto his carpet. The sheer naughtiness of what I was doing was giving me a massive thrill. I looked down at the carpet beneath me, growing ever more sodden over a rapidly growing area as my golden pee splashed down. I peed for ages too, enjoying every second of my naughtiness. It was just so damned erotic, me, a respectable woman, taking a piss on some guy's living room carpet right in front of him just for fun. By the time I was done the puddle in the middle of the room was rather large. I stood up, put my panties back on and let my skirt drop back into place, and gazed down with a grin at the mess I had just made on his carpet. Then I looked at Brad and gleefully enthused about how much fun that was. He said "Anytime" and told me he enjoyed the show. Since then we often meet up just as friends, we have never had sex. But after a few drinks, me peeing on the carpets at his place is our secret naughty pleasure. Something he loves watching me do. And I love doing. Not my carpets so why not if he wants me to? Being so bad is what makes it so much fun. Rarely does a week go by without me peeing on his carpets at least once. I say carpets and not carpet because sometimes he likes to watch me piss on his bedroom carpet too, or in the hallway or on the carpeted dining room floor. And so not always in the living room. My guilty pleasure. lol Emily 2 5 Quote Link to post
Popular Post wetwulf 3,186 Posted April 2 Popular Post Share Posted April 2 Disclaimer: This letter contains explicit content, including a reference to unprotected sex between two consenting partners. Dear Wet Carpet, My relationship with my girlfriend Sarah began like any other, with an initial attraction and excitement to get to know each other better. However, it took an unexpected turn when our physical relationship deepened and became very erotic very fast. One evening, after our first intimate encounter, Sarah seemed hesitant and nervous as she sat me down to have a serious conversation. With a deep breath, she finally mustered up the courage to confess, "Steve, I have something to tell you. During our time together earlier, I unintentionally wet my panties a little bit. I'm so embarrassed and worried about how you will react." Seeing the distress in her eyes, I instinctively reached out to hold her hand and reassure her, "Sarah, accidents happen and there is absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. I want you to know that I still find you just as attractive and desirable, regardless of what happened. I appreciate your honesty and vulnerability in sharing this with me." Sarah's tension seemed to release as she let out a small sigh of relief, "Thank you for understanding, Steve. I was worried that you would judge me or be repulsed by me, but your reaction means the world to me." Over time, we grew closer and more comfortable with one another. One night, as we became intimate again, I heard a distinct hissing sound and felt the dampness between her legs. I knew immediately what had happened, and instead of stopping, I decided to continue our encounter. As we progressed, I made sure to communicate how much I appreciated her honesty and vulnerability. I told her that her arousal and pleasure were turning me on even more. Sarah, feeling safe and desired, expressed her pleasure and relief, saying, "I love that I can let go and be myself with you. Knowing that you find it hot only makes me want you more." I responded by gently kissing her inner thigh and whispering, "You have nothing to be ashamed of. Your body's reactions are beautiful and natural. I'm here to support and enjoy this with you." Sarah continued to moan and express her pleasure, "Ohh, God, Steve, I can feel myself getting wetter. I love how turned on I am." As I drew closer to her, it occurred to me that Sarah was still wearing her wet panties. Instead of being deterred, I decided to continue, making sure to communicate how much I found her arousal and honesty very sexy. I held her close and whispered, "I want to make love to you while you're still wearing your wet panties. I find it incredibly hot and intimate." Sarah responded with enthusiasm, "Yes, please do." As we reached the peak of our intimacy, and I entered her, the wetness was amazing. I've never felt anything like it, and I told her so. As I thrust harder, Sarah's orgasm was intense, and I could hear the sound of her peeing more as she climaxed. She let out a loud, satisfied moan, "I'm cumming, Steve, and I'm peeing more too. I can't believe how amazing this feels with you." I whispered to her that I was getting close. She surprised me by locking her legs tighter and whispering, "Go ahead." As I released inside of Sarah, she let out a satisfied moan. "Ohhh, God, I can feel it." The wetness and messy feeling between us was the most erotic thing I have ever felt. "Ohh, I'm coming again!" Sarah cried out, and I felt even more wetness. When we were finally spent, we lay together in my now wet and messy bed. After our encounter, Sarah expressed her gratitude and relief, "Thank you for making me feel so comfortable and desired. I've never felt this way with anyone before." Since that night, every time we become intimate, Sarah no longer holds back from wetting herself. She experiences loud, intense orgasms and often pees herself more after climaxing. The sound of her wetness is a testament to her pleasure and arousal, and she still wears her wet panties during our intimate moments. I must admit, I feel incredibly lucky to be with someone who is so open and honest about her body's reactions. Our connection has deepened, and I am grateful for the trust Sarah has placed in me. 3 3 Quote Link to post
Popular Post steve25805 121,274 Posted April 20 Author Popular Post Share Posted April 20 Dear Wet Carpet. My name is Dave and I have this cool female friend in her late 20s called Sandra, from a wealthy family. She already owns her own home. What I love about her is her anything goes attitude. Well one evening we were in her living room drinking multiple beers and talking about previous partners, when she suddenly told me about one guy she was seeing a while back who used to enjoy having her piss on him in the bath. She said it was kind of fun to just piss all over somebody. Emboldened by the alcohol I blurted out about how I'd always wanted to be peed on by some girl but that it had never happened. She laughed as she raised her can of lager and winked at me as she joked about how I might get lucky if she drank enough of these. Well she did indeed drink several more cans before announcing that she badly needed a pee. Flashing a naughty grin at me she asked me if I would like her to piss all over me. Of course, I was well up for it. So she told me to take my clothes off as she removed her shoes and socks, then unfastened her jeans, eventually stepping out of them and her panties so that she was naked from the waist down. I was soon completely naked in front of her and started heading for the door, ready to go up to the bathroom with her. But she declined to follow. I asked her what she was waiting for but she merely said something about why we should even bother going to the bathroom, and just told me to lay down on the floor right there in the living room. I asked her if she was sure to which she replied that she wasn't bothered if I wasn't. And so I laid on my back upon her living room carpet, as she stood astride me with her hands on her hips and a big grin on her face. Her grin then broadened as with a very audible hissing, a powerful golden torrent started splashing loudly down onto my chest, warm upon my skin, tiny droplets splashing back up into my face. She pissed for ages as well, grinning with delight and obviously getting off on it as much as I was. Her powerful spray kept on coming for ages before it finally began to wane, spraying less far and hitting my stomach, then the last few seconds worth falling straight down onto my dick. When she was done she stepped away from me as I stood up, her piss dripping down the front of my naked body. She glanced down at the obvious rather large wet patches of carpet around where I'd been laying, and said gleefully, "I've peed on the carpet." Which she found funny. I commented that I couldn't believe she wanted to do it there. She said it was no nig deal because she had a brilliant carpet cleaning machine. Then she chuckled that it wasnt the first time her carpet had been peed on, and told me about a time several months earlier when in the midst of a drinking session, she and her two female drinking buddies had pissed on the carpet for a laugh. She looked at my semi-erect penis and remarked that I must surely need a piss by now and told me to do it right there on the floor. Well why not if that's what she wanted? So there I was standing naked, the front of my body still wet with her piss, pissing away on her carpet to her obvious delight. She's a fun girl. 4 1 2 Quote Link to post
steve25805 121,274 Posted Wednesday at 09:23 PM Author Share Posted Wednesday at 09:23 PM Dear Wet Carpet. I have started seeing this woman in her 40s who is a bit of a drinker. The other night after several cans and a couple of bottles of wine at her place, we ended up naked having drunken sex on her bed. Afterwards we lay there talking random shit until she announced that she needed a pee, and stated that she would have to go to the bathroom, complaining about how boring that was. She got up off the bed presumably to head to the bathroom, but then said, "Actually, I don't think I'll bother." At which point she dropped down into a squat right there beside the bed with a massive grin on her face, and then started pissing. Right there on the carpet. Her pee was spraying forcefully down with an audible hiss creating a rapidly growing puddle. I was speechless. She looked down at the sight of her piss splashing down, then looked at me and gleefully enthused, " Why bother going to the bathroom. It's more fun here." At which she laughed. I asked her if this was a regular thing. She responded that she usually only did it when she had male company, That it was a lot more fun with an audience. And she was still pissing away, the wet patch growing very large, a lake of piss slowly seeping into the fabric as her golden tinged torrent continued splashing down. She laughed, "Who needs bathrooms? It's a whole lot more fun just to piss on the floor." Which comment amused her. After half a minute of pissing, she looked down at the enormous wet patch, her torrent still adding to it. She laughed, "Fucking hell, it's going to take a few days for this to dry out." Only now did her flow begin to wane as I asked incredulously if she really was going to just leave it there. She said why not? It always dries out on it's own eventually, she explained. She acknowledged that the room may start to smell a bit pissy for a while but that always fades in the end. After the last few drops had landed, she stood up, and admired with a grin the massive lake of piss seeping into the carpet. She commented that I must surely need to go by now too and gestured towards the floor with her arm as she chuckled, "Feel free to use the facilities." I couldn't believe she wanted me to piss on her bedroom carpet too, and asked if she was sure. She just laughed and told me I wouldn't be the first guy who'd ever peed on her bedroom floor. So I stood up, She grinned and told me she would give me a hand, and took hold of my penis, aiming it towards the middle of the room. And then I started pissing as she aimed my dick all around so that I pissed on a huge area of the carpet. I think I have got lucky with this lady. 1 Quote Link to post
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