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I cant remember exactly when, but i remember watching some movie where the characters run around the forrest peeing on trees and bushes. I've liked it ever since.

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For me, like many others, it started when I was quite young. At junior school, misinterpreting what I saw through the open door of the girls toilets and making false assumptions led me to think that, in a similar way to us boys having a wall in pee on in our toilets, the girls also had something other than 'ordinary' toilets to pee in. This got me wondering what this was and how the girls used it.

Both boys and girls toilets had (visible through the door when walking past) a row of cubicles against the inside wall each containing a child-sized toilet with a high-level cistern and pull chain flush The boys toilets also had a 'pee-against-the-wall' urinal in an L-shaped alcove not visible from outside the toilets. The girls toilets also had another row of cubicles along the outside wall, but these had nothing visible above the door/partitions. At the time my toilet at home had a high-level flush as did those of all the relatives I had visited and all of the public Gents toilets I had used. So I assumed, totally wrongly that the girls only used this extra row of cubicles, whatever they contained, to pee in. It was not much later that I realised (though I never actually saw) that this other row of cubicles must just contain ordinary (though probably miniature) toilets with a low-level 'press-the-lever' flush, and that the girls could use any cubicle for both toilet functions.

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Bumping this old topic as would like to hear some more thoughts.

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Well mine has two parts, but I was pretty young. This is going to be very long please forgive me.

The first is when I was about 6. My mother is a doctor and did not believe in shielding the truth from children so only a bit before, as soon as I had learned to read enough to do so on my own, she checked out 8 or so semi-child friendly books about how pregnancy works and did the birds and the bees explanation herself. She would come to regret that decision as I then explained the birds and the bees to all my friends who were curious lol but moving on...

 

So I already knew how all that worked and my neighbor friends who were boys my age knew that I knew as I had explained to them. So they were not shy. Our backyards connected into a kind of densely wooded wild area as they were both new houses and no one had bothered making the backyard pretty. So it was dirt and trees and weeds. They had a trampoline that we usually played on and if they had to pee they would just hop off and pee on a tree, or sit on the edge of the trampoline and go through the springs like it was a toilet if they had to go number one AND number two.

 

Now at this point I wouldn't really call it a fascination, just opening my mind to the fact that you could in fact pee outside the toilet. At the time I think I was actually jealous and annoyed at them because they only had to pull down the front of their pants and I had to run all the way behind a tree, pull my pants all the way down, and squat and it was very troublesome. But this paved the way for when I "realized" what I liked.

 

Later in life I am not sure how old I was, perhaps 10 or 11? Maybe 9? But one of my parents friends had fallen on rough times and needed a place to stay while they found a new place to live. They had a daughter around my age and we played together often since she was always around. It was summer and while the pool was close we couldn't always go because it was busy and we kept having outbreaks at the pool because of overcrowding. So we often played in our swimsuits in the sprinklers and we would be out there for hours.

 

Naturally when you are outside for hours you drink a lot, and then you need to pee, and the water in sprinklers is very very cold. Cold enough that even on a really hot day you have to stop for awhile and let the sun and hot concrete warm you up as you shiver, and the toilet seat is very unfomfortable when it's that cold, as is the air conditioning inside.

 

So when I told my friend I had to pee she gave me a look and said "just pee out here." I told her that pulling my swimsuit off and on would be a real chore since it was soaking wet and she told me not to take it off. "Its wet anyway." She had us sit on warm dry cement because it was more comfortable than sitting where the cold sprinklers would spray us while we were sitting still and make us super cold, and we made pee circles on the cement.

 

I did not really know how being turned on was supposed to feel, i was not interested in boys at all then, but that was my first sexual experience. The cement was very hot and felt wonderful against my swim bottoms and the pee was also so very warm as it semi-pooled around my bottom and trailed down my legs a bit especially when the sprinklers were so cold, and the hot cement made the pee even hotter than normal and the cement more bearable to sit on.

 

From that moment I was hooked. We drank more and peed all over the cement and the dry brick wall which was very warm as well. I felt so naughty doing this I wanted to play in the sprinklers every day so I could do sprinkling of my own. At first we peed about equally but soon I was even more enthusiastic than her. I felt so naughty peeing where everyone could see me in our small front yard since it was a busy street and knowing they didn't know what I was doing. Soon I was playing in the sprinklers alone so that I could be more naughty.

 

I hated my brother because he had a mental disorder and would beat me and my parents never did anything about it because of his disorder and I was too young to really know what was wrong with him so I would bring his toys out with me and hide them at the side of the house where no one would see. Then when I had to go when playing in the sprinklers I would go over to them and pee through my swimsuit onto them as revenge.

 

After a bit I got more extreme and began peeing inside. I would go to use the bathroom and instead squat in the shower or trash and pee there. And of course my brother was gone at therapy a lot so I would sneak into his room and have sneaky pees everywhere.

 

In the end my mother discovered a dried pee spot of mine in the guest shower. They blamed it on my brother of course so nothing at all was done but it made me nervous and I realized I didn't know how to cover my tracks well. They also thought he had been peeing in his new room since he had peed in his old room all the time when he was a bit younger because he didn't know better. It smelled like pee so I stopped and I felt guilty since he is my brother still so I used my allowance to buy cleaners and volunteered to clean his whole room. I wanted to do it secretly so my parents wouldn't praise me but I knew if I was caught they would know it had to have been me and i really disnt want to get in trouble haha. I still didn't really know it was sexual I was too young all I knew was it felt good.

 

I stopped for a few years then but when I went into highschool and started learning about sex feeling amazing and fetishes from my school mates I realized and started seaching up pee stuff. I did pee more in the house then but I tried to be more sneaky. A few more times my pee vandalism was caught but the finger was never pointed at me as there were more small kids by then. I also tried to make sure it would be cleaned up by me in secret occasionally but there are still some very destructive pees in the storage room I know they haven't found yet from when I was testing my limits on what turned me on about this fetish, but I live on my own now and have for some time so I know it won't fall back on me haha.

 

Sorry this was so long...

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Hello, now. My interest in pee has been off and on for my entire life. However, I can thoroughly remember the first grade (turning 26 this year): The stuff we learned to well, wetting myself. I think it was the only year I did it, but I think during that entire year, I peed myself about 3 or 4 times as no more than an accident. I'd say though that in those days, there was this girl I kind of liked. I thought she was strange, but also considered myself strange too. She did lots of things that I just thought nobody except for perhaps me and my brother would do - like weird gestures - I was a little kid and didn't think about too much as to what others do. However, as a total coincidence, she was eventually assigned to sit right in front of me. I didn't wet myself at all during that time - so I don't remember doing that really, but one of those things that we had in common was having that "wet spot" on our pants. I remember thinking how interested I was in seeing the wet spot on one's back side, and right away I just knew that when a girl peed, the wet spot would be right in the same area as her butt. Sometimes I would see that pee spot bigger on her pants than I would on other days, and I had the idea that it was immature too pee one's pants, but seeing that pee made me think "how could she get away with it?" and frankly at the time, I just dismissed it as being cool that she peed herself almost every day and came back to school the next day wearing that same pair of black sweatpants. She was a poor girl, and as I think of it now, I just didn't understand it. One time she came to school though, unzipped her jeans right in the middle of some class activity (just some individually assigned math assignment in which we were aloud to talk to others for help), slid the jeans a little bit down so I could see what she was wearing under from the butt side, and right there and then, she was wearing that same pair of sweatpants right under it. So she told this other girl who was sitting just right next to her (not too bad looking herself, but I don't think I've seen her pee) and said "smell all the pee - smell all the pee.. because it's not washed" Ever since then, I knew that I was drawn to her, and loved how she peed. I was so confused, my mind was a mess, I asked my brother about it about a year later, and even he thought it was interesting. I've known her for years coming by, but not once more have I had the opportunity to witness anything that cool from her. Nor had I attempted to make a move on her. Perhaps it is because of good fate that I like who I like now, but either way, pee has always kind of turned me on since.

I also think it was good to note as to the fact that she didn't even get caught unzipping and pulling her own pants down a little bit.

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Thanks, Admin, for bumping this topic. It is one of my favorite interests.

For me, the short answer to that question is many decades, essentially all of my life. It seems to me that I was born with a strong interest in female peeing, starting quite literally at my mother's knee. ;) 

The long answer is a bit of a story, and I apologize in advance for the length of it. But I think it contains some interesting insights and history.

I was born and raised in the Midwestern US, during World War 2. At that time, most women wore dresses or skirts, rather than pants, all the time. Underneath them, they wore corsets or girdles, with garter tabs (suspenders) to hold up their rayon or nylon stockings. Some of them just wore garter belts, for the same purpose. Panties (knickers) were worn over their corsets, garter belts, or girdles to make it easy and quick for them to slip them down to pee. A woman could simply lift her skirt and slip her panties down, in one motion, as she sat on the toilet, gathering her skirt over her thighs, to block the view of others. She didn't have to undress any further than that to pee. She might show a flash of thigh, above her stocking tops, and below her other clothing, but that was the limit of exposure that she risked. Under those circumstances, it was fairly common, at least in my family, for women not to bother shutting the bathroom door, when they peed. I found it amusing to hear my mother and one of my aunts complaining about my grandfather having built his house so that he had a direct view of the toilet, through the open bathroom door, from his easy chair!

As a toddler, at two or three years old, I followed my mother into the bathroom whenever she peed. I was an only child at that time, and my father was away all day, working. She almost never closed the bathroom door, at home. Since she did it with her legs together, and her dress or skirt covering her upper thighs, I couldn't see anything interesting, but I could hear her tinkle, and rarely hiss, and I could smell her pee, which I liked, for some unknown reason. I tried very hard to look between her smooth bare thighs, above her stocking tops, or under her thighs, from the side, but she was very skilled at hiding her stream. She always wiped from the rear, with her legs still together, so I couldn't see anything there, either.

As a toddler, I was very interested in what was under women's skirts, and I think my interest in their peeing was just an extension of that interest. I was intensely interested in how and where their pee came out, and I asked my mother once why she had to wipe, when I, as a boy, didn't have to. She told me it was because ladies got wet when they "wee-wee'd" (her term), and told me that I shouldn't ask such questions, because it wasn't "nice." This just added to the mystery of female peeing, in my mind, and stimulated my curiosity.

When I was about four or five years old, my mother would bring me with her when we were out shopping, and she had to use public ladies' rooms.There was not enough room in the toilet cubicles for me to stay in one with my mother, while she peed. I loved that, because, at my height, I could walk around and look under the stall doors at the other women peeing. Some of them did it with their legs apart, which was exciting, but I usually couldn't see very much, because their underwear usually blocked my view, at their knees. I did see a stream or two, between some women's legs, through the gap in the front of the public toilet seats, if their panties were below their knees, and their legs were open. For me, it was a revelation and a thrill just to see a woman pee with her legs apart, since my mother always did it with her thighs pressed tightly together, blocking any chance for me to see her stream.

Interestingly, although the public toilets weren't particularly clean, in that time, none of the women I was able to watch squatted or hovered above them. That would have given me a clear view of everything, satisfied some of my curiosities, and a huge thrill. But at that age, I had no idea that women could squat when they peed, or might prefer to do it that way, rather than covering the seat with toilet paper, as my mother usually did. I thought that they had to sit all the way down, like my mother. When my mother found out what I had been doing, while she was busy peeing, she told me that was really not very nice, and made me wait for her outside of the ladies' rooms, which was a big disappointment to me. My interest at that time arose purely out of curiosity about females and their secret bodily functions. I was too young to make any connection to sexuality. That came a little later.

When I was in elementary school, I think it was first or second grade, there was a little girl in my class, who always smelled a little strange, vaguely like slightly stale pee. I actually liked her smell, but other kids in the class sometimes talked about it behind her back. She was the smallest, shortest girl in the class, with curly hair, like "Little Orphan Annie," and she wore the shortest skirts, so it was easy for bad boys like me to look up her skirts.

All the kids, boys and girls, usually peed when they came back in from recess, and I was very lucky, one day. I was already sitting at my desk, when she came in from the little girls' room, and slid into hers, briefly spreading her legs as she got into her desk, giving me a perfect view of her inner thighs and white cotton panties. What I saw totally amazed me. I saw a small yellow spot in her white panties, which looked like it was still wet, and I could definitely see several drops of yellow liquid, it had to be pee, clinging to her bare inner thighs. I was intensely curious, wondering how her pee came out, and how her legs got wet. I had never seen a girl my age pee on a toilet, at that time. I knew that they sat, because my mother and other women sat, but I couldn't see how her pee came out, or what parts of her got wet. My younger sister was a baby, still in diapers at that time, so she was no help.

I was so intensely curious about what I had seen at school that day, that I finally summoned the courage to risk asking my mother, at home. I said, "Mom, I saw a girl with "wee-wee" (my mother's term) on her legs, at school today. How did that happen?" Instead of answering my question, my mother asked me how I saw what she had on her legs? Did I look up her skirt? That was not nice, her wet legs were none of my business, and I should be ashamed of myself for doing that. I admitted that I had looked up her skirt, and her panties had a wet spot, too. But I still wanted to know how her legs got wet. My mother finally relented, and answered my question, saying that her mother probably didn't teach her how to sit on the toilet properly, so her legs got wet, and her mother obviously didn't teach her how to wipe herself properly, so she didn't get her legs dry, and her panties got wet for the same reason. My mother said that must have been very embarrassing for the little girl, and I shouldn't have been looking at her. I said she didn't seem to know or care if boys looked up her skirt, so I didn't think that she was embarrassed. Besides, she usually smelled like "wee-wee," and the other kids talked about her, but she didn't seem to know or care.

My mother's answers didn't satisfy me at all, but that was as much as I was going to get from her. From that time on, I had an intense, secret curiosity about how girls' pee came out, how they sat when they peed, and whether their legs got wet, which brought up the vivid, exciting memory I had, of that girl's wet thighs. My curiosity continued to grow, from that time on. In spite of what my mother had told me, I wondered if all girls' and women's legs got wet when they peed, and most of them just wiped the dribbles away. If they did it with their legs together, as my mother did, how could they avoid getting them wet, if their pee came out frontward, as I believed it did? On the other hand, I had never, ever seen my mother wipe her legs. She always wiped her rear, with her legs together. So I was totally confused, and more curious than ever. This curiosity got me completely hooked on female peeing, for the rest of my life.

My curiosity intensified, as I approached my pre-teens, and became aware of sexuality. I immediately associated sex with peeing, before I even knew what sex was. At one point, I thought that sex involved girls and boys getting their organs together and peeing on each other, in some way. I didn't get to try that until a lot later in life!

But the final, straight answer for me, to the question posed in this forum is 74 years ± 1 year.

 

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On 12/23/2013 at 12:03 PM, Admin said:

Has your interest in peeing or watching girls pee been with you all of your life, or is it something that seems to have developed recently? Share your experiences of how long ago you realised you had this interest.

Since i was 15. When i stopped having 'night time accidents' and missed the feeling of a wet bed...so i started to pee my bed on purpose. shower myself with pee. pee into cups/bottles. have holding contests with people online. but that was when i was a teenager. 

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On 12/23/2013 at 10:33 PM, Admin said:

Has your interest in peeing or watching girls pee been with you all of your life, or is it something that seems to have developed recently? Share your experiences of how long ago you realised you had this interest.

I had this interset when I am about 5 years old. I was very curious about how girls are peeing and how female genitals look like.

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As far back as I can remember, to be honest. Remember always being interested in peeing and seeing others pee, also deliberately peeing where I was not supposed to be very early as a child. wet doctor games with a female childhood friend of mine furthered my fascination with it even more. of course it wasnt really sexual at that age, but i remember it already feeling naughty and exciting. things developed from there over the years and pee games became a regular almost daily activity for me. so in some form or other, this "fetish" has always been a part of me.

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5 minutes ago, Galileo123 said:

As far back as I can remember, to be honest. Remember always being interested in peeing and seeing others pee, also deliberately peeing where I was not supposed to be very early as a child. wet doctor games with a female childhood friend of mine furthered my fascination with it even more. of course it wasnt really sexual at that age, but i remember it already feeling naughty and exciting. things developed from there over the years and pee games became a regular almost daily activity for me. so in some form or other, this "fetish" has always been a part of me.

I have been pissing everywhere since a child

but I never actually discovered it was a fetish in itself because I Always tought that seeing another girl peeing simply was something intimate about my lesbian half, while seeing a man pee was simply he being a man, and me being a woman, intrigued by an activity implying genitals

I never actually put the two things together untill Alex pissed in my mouth without warning after I finished swallowing his cum at our third date

that enlightened me

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5 minutes ago, spywareonya said:

I never actually put the two things together untill Alex pissed in my mouth without warning after I finished swallowing his cum at our third date

it really was a gradual process for me. those wet games, more or less innocent, with the female childhood friend i mentioned were the first experiences where I really started to slowly grasp the concept that I really liked what we were doing, not just because it was simply "fun", but because it touched me on a deeper, more primal level. those were the first precursors of sexual feelings, i believe. it grew from there. when i started masturbating (at around age 11) pee games like selfpissing, naughty indoor and outdoor pissing and stuff like that were already part of my almost daily routine. its ingrained in my sexual psyche, I'll never lose that.

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i was interest in it when i was about 5 or 6 i was curious about how girls pee and i just love hearing them pee in the toilet and it was one way to see they bare bottom's 😁

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My interest began when I was about 6 or 7 while playing with a girl about the same age.We were playing in woods in an old shed.I watched her pull her trousers and knickers down and she peed into a saucepan that had been left there.I emptied it outside.This happened several times and has stayyed with me ever since.I also remember when I was slightly older going to the beach with my parents and female cousins.If the girls needed to pee,they would go up a path into some bushes.I never saw them but would think it was good that they were doing that.I also once persuaded my Sister to let me come in to the bathroom with her.Sadly we were caught by my mother who was not pleased.Hope you like this.

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17 hours ago, will64 said:

i was interest in it when i was about 5 or 6 i was curious about how girls pee and i just love hearing them pee in the toilet and it was one way to see they bare bottom's 😁

it's so cute as a a story!!!

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14 hours ago, Rewdna said:

My interest began when I was about 6 or 7 while playing with a girl about the same age.We were playing in woods in an old shed.I watched her pull her trousers and knickers down and she peed into a saucepan that had been left there.I emptied it outside.This happened several times and has stayyed with me ever since.I also remember when I was slightly older going to the beach with my parents and female cousins.If the girls needed to pee,they would go up a path into some bushes.I never saw them but would think it was good that they were doing that.I also once persuaded my Sister to let me come in to the bathroom with her.Sadly we were caught by my mother who was not pleased.Hope you like this.

holy shit what a nasty girl

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Mine started with am old Sex Bizarre mag, remember them? As soon as I saw  it, I knew what was missing. When a built a small Internet company, I suddenly had access to a world of content, and one of my employees went potty while I was fixing a lock on another door. She splattered noisily, and had a smile for me when she came out, she knew I liked it. Sadly, she moved on, don't know what happened to her.

Later in life, I met my soul mate, she is more depraved than I am (we found out later that she has an over active sex drive, we didn't opt for the medication to 'dumb her down', love her as she is), and within a space of 2 weeks, both of us found Mary. We have all been together for 13 years now, with our share of up's and downs, and, of course, with copious amounts of a certain bodily fluid.

 

 

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Just now, Scot_Lover said:

Mine started with am old Sex Bizarre mag, remember them? As soon as I saw  it, I knew what was missing. When a built a small Internet company, I suddenly had access to a world of content, and one of my employees went potty while I was fixing a lock on another door. She splattered noisily, and had a smile for me when she came out, she knew I liked it. Sadly, she moved on, don't know what happened to her.

Later in life, I met my soul mate, she is more depraved than I am (we found out later that she has an over active sex drive, we didn't opt for the medication to 'dumb her down', love her as she is), and within a space of 2 weeks, both of us found Mary. We have all been together for 13 years now, with our share of up's and downs, and, of course, with copious amounts of a certain bodily fluid.

 

 

we've been chatting for so long, but I never asked you that

now I know, and I'm so happy!!!

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My interest in pee stated around middle school. I stared seeing and hearing more desperate in school. Girls holding it during class and need to pee bad. In between classes or lunch see girls almost run to the rest rooms. I thought that was hot. Around the time I was in middle school I went into stall with my mom she hover over the toilet and let a loud pee out of her. I watched her pee come out of her. I was amazed how fast and loud women pee at. First time I saw how a woman pee. I been always wanted to know where a woman pee from. I would always try to watch or lissen to women pee. They make different sounds than men do when pee and pee sounds different when they pee. I try stared to like seeing desperate women in line and hear when they pee.

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Reading this has made me think, to be honest, I can't really remember exactly when I first got into it, to be honest, my wife asked me the same question the other night. The first time I can remember actually doing anything involving it was with my first wife, she was a virgin when I met her and to be honest I don't even think anybody had even felt her tits, let alone gone any further. She had one passion, or perhaps I should say obsession in life, horses! 

Still, for years I'd had a thing about horseriders, maybe it was the tight clothes and long boots because I love both or the stories I'd heard about how they were all sex mad, and a lot were very kinky, I had just split up with my girlfriend, now there was a kinky one, she had a real thing for long boots and black leather. For ages, I had two scars up my back after she dug her metal tipped boot heels into my back during one particularly crazy session. Well one day after I had been made redundant, and was scratching around trying to earn a living, I was offered some work at a local riding stable.  Winner on two counts, one I needed the money, and two, the prospect of spending a few weeks in the sun, surrounded by potentially oversexed females in tight jodhpurs and long boots, to be honest, I'd probably have done the job for a lot less than they were paying me.

I had been there a few days and was beginning to get disenchanted with the whole thing, most of the women I'd seen so far were either married and a lot older than me, or horrible fat ugly things that stank of horse shit and body odour. However one afternoon I noticed this very slim blonde girl, struggling with a bale of hay, so I went to give her a hand, she was wearing these really tight dark brown jodhpurs, long rubber riding boots and a tight top. She was nice looking in a plain sort of way, single, and pleasant to speak to. Well we got to know each other over the next couple of weeks and I ended up asking her out, however, the night we were going out, I got called out to a job and couldn't make it. Not a problem, I'll ring her and let her know, only I can't, because she doesn't have a phone, so I go around to her house, she looked really disappointed when I told her I had to work, so I said if she wanted she could wait in the car for me and we'd grab a beer afterwards.

Because I had called around early she hadn't changed and was still wearing her riding gear, it didn't matter, let's just go. She waited in the car, and afterwards, we did go for a drink in a local pub. It got to the stage where rather than go home after work I'd give her a lift home, get something to eat on the way, then go home later, after a couple of weeks I had managed to get her to let me put my hand inside her jodhpurs, but she wouldn't remove them. one night we'd had a few drinks and I had my hand inside her pants, she was getting really wet and panting, tonights the night, I thought, wrong! at the critical moment she jumped up and ran to the toilet, this happened on several occasions and to be honest I was getting frustrated. One night after it had happened yet again I asked her what the problem was, she replied that she really enjoyed what I was doing to her, but every time she got to a certain point, she thought she was going to wet herself. I tried to explain about orgasms, but she wasn't convinced, so I decided to take drastic action, oddly enough even though I was fingering her at every opportunity, and even though she'd happily sit with her top off, I still hadn't managed to get those damned jodhpurs off, let alone her panties!

  The following night I decided to resolve the problem, I asked her if she'd do something for me, she said she might depending on what it was, I told her I wanted her to wet her pants for me, to my surprise, she said she'd happily wet her panties, but not her jodhpurs, she didn't want her mother to know what she'd done. I said that was fine, she removed her long rubber boots and slowly removed her jodhpurs,she was wearing a pair of very unsexy full cut pink cotton panties, and nothing else at this point, then she stopped and said she had nothing to pee into and would have to find something, I just wanted her to do it, so grabbed one of her boots, they were only cheap rubber ones and had no lining. I held it just below her crotch and told her to go ahead, after some encouragement, she closed her eyes and took a long piss into the boot.

After that I told her that now I'd seen her wet her panties, there wasn't a problem if she did it again and she agreed, we had a couple more drinks and I slipped a finger into her wet panties, I got her to the point of orgasm and she went to get up, "it's ok, just relax, do it in your panties" I told her, so she relaxed and let things happen, that was when she first discovered what an orgasm was. However oddly enough she seemed to develop a piss fetish and sometimes she'd just piss into her panties, then one night we were out and she did it in her jodhpurs, eventually we got a place of our own and got married, then she actively went out and bought things to piss into, tight clothes, boots, all kinds. sometimes she'd have lots to drink and ask me to fuck her, just before she'd cum, she'd empty her bladder into her panties.  I suppose that's where  I got my fetish from.

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3 hours ago, spywareonya said:

holy shit what a nasty girl

From what I remember,she acted all innocent when adults were around.Long time ago and on the whole just 2 kids trying to stretch the boundarys of what was supposed to be acceptable.

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35 minutes ago, Rewdna said:

From what I remember,she acted all innocent when adults were around.Long time ago and on the whole just 2 kids trying to stretch the boundarys of what was supposed to be acceptable.

I wanted it to sound like a kinky compliment, not a rude or lewd comment

I wouldn't have ever dared to write a comment like that, so please forgive me if I allowed such a misunderstanding

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