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I'm home alone this morning. I've been holding my morning pee for 3 hours while going through the morning routine... shower, breakfast, getting the kids off to school, the morning news, etc.
Once I got to the point of undeniable desperation I crawled to my bathroom in just my panties and pressed my bladder the whole way. I made it to the bathroom...only leaking twice the whole way....but i didn't make it to my toilet. I made it to the bathmat and lost control. I wet my panties right there. I thought my flow would never stop. The wet patch on my panties grew and they began overflowing. The puddle kept on the mat kept expanding. I began massaging my clit as my flow kept going. I orgasmed midpee and let out a wave of fluid. It was a great way to start my morning.

And then you had to spend the rest of it cleaning up the mess on the floor :D ;)
 
I'm home alone this morning. I've been holding my morning pee for 3 hours while going through the morning routine... shower, breakfast, getting the kids off to school, the morning news, etc.
Once I got to the point of undeniable desperation I crawled to my bathroom in just my panties and pressed my bladder the whole way. I made it to the bathroom...only leaking twice the whole way....but i didn't make it to my toilet. I made it to the bathmat and lost control. I wet my panties right there. I thought my flow would never stop. The wet patch on my panties grew and they began overflowing. The puddle kept on the mat kept expanding. I began massaging my clit as my flow kept going. I orgasmed midpee and let out a wave of fluid. It was a great way to start my morning.

I would have loved to see the show!
 
When my wife doesn't want to have sex sometimes she'll offer the compromise of peeing on me. She used to avert her eyes but now she estimates how many mouthsful it will be and watches as she pees in my mouth. Call me nuts but I love when she does this during her cycle. I just bought an instant camera so maybe I'll even get some pics :)

Not "nuts" at all, Kypdyn! For years, I loved doing with my wife exactly what you're doing with yours! She was never thrilled with it, but felt it was a good trade-off for other things she wouldn't do! She did say that she actually came to enjoy the sound her piss made when it trickled into my mouth after she relaxed and her flow began! And, like you, I especially LOVED her piss when she was having her period! All yummy!!! 💓😋😈
 
I'm home alone this morning. I've been holding my morning pee for 3 hours while going through the morning routine... shower, breakfast, getting the kids off to school, the morning news, etc.
Once I got to the point of undeniable desperation I crawled to my bathroom in just my panties and pressed my bladder the whole way. I made it to the bathroom...only leaking twice the whole way....but i didn't make it to my toilet. I made it to the bathmat and lost control. I wet my panties right there. I thought my flow would never stop. The wet patch on my panties grew and they began overflowing. The puddle kept on the mat kept expanding. I began massaging my clit as my flow kept going. I orgasmed midpee and let out a wave of fluid. It was a great way to start my morning.

Wow!!!! Too hot!!!! It is almost orgasmic when you hold it for so long and then you finally get relief.
 
I'm home alone this morning. I've been holding my morning pee for 3 hours while going through the morning routine... shower, breakfast, getting the kids off to school, the morning news, etc.
Once I got to the point of undeniable desperation I crawled to my bathroom in just my panties and pressed my bladder the whole way. I made it to the bathroom...only leaking twice the whole way....but i didn't make it to my toilet. I made it to the bathmat and lost control. I wet my panties right there. I thought my flow would never stop. The wet patch on my panties grew and they began overflowing. The puddle kept on the mat kept expanding. I began massaging my clit as my flow kept going. I orgasmed midpee and let out a wave of fluid. It was a great way to start my morning.

Nice story, Sunshine, very sweet. You sound like my kind of girl. I have been dating a gal called Pamela who is something of a water sports fetishist. She likes to wet her pants. She had told me about how it started. After her daughter was born, she found it more and more difficult to hold herself together when there was stress down below. She also gained some weight after the birth, and the extra pressure on her bladder didn’t help much either. She started having accidents, and after a while she began to enjoy them.

Well, I really wanted Pamela to wet her pants. This is something I had always liked, and I had met a few other women who were willing. But we lived at some distance from each other, she worked long hours, and her young daughter was almost always at home, so our opportunities for kinky fun were pretty limited. We hoped to get away for a romantic weekend where we could indulge ourselves in a few different kinds of perversity, but we had to keep postponing the event.

One day we went shopping together at the mall while her daughter was in school. Those who are familiar with south California will know about our “Santana” winds, hot winds that play havoc with the pollens and cause intense allergy attacks for those who are sensitive. We had just left the mall and were walking down an avenue of trees that lined the parking area, headed for her car. Pamela began to sneeze, once, twice, then uncontrollably. By that time she was visibly wet. She looked down at herself and said, “Oh my God, I can’t believe this is happening in public.”

Another fit of sneezing overwhelmed her. As she told me later, “I was already wet, and people were already staring, so I guess my fetish instincts just got the better of me, and I said, What the hell.” She basically just surrendered to the attack of sneezing and stood there in the parking lot flooding her flesh-colored nylon panties and soft, tan slacks all the way down to her shoes. People were staring and then turning away, pretending not to stare. We hurried to her car. By this time we were both so horny that we could scarcely control ourselves. I drove. Pamela’s hands were shaking as she called her mom and asked if she could pick up the daughter from school and hang out with her for a while. Then we went to Pamela’s house and fucked our brains out. It was mind-blowing, just totally mind-blowing.

I wish I saw her more often. I can’t wait for something like this to happen again.
 
Ultimate way to finish,its is sheer bliss.My wife swallow the whole lot and she lick my cock clean.it is devine
 
Nice story, Sunshine, very sweet. You sound like my kind of girl. I have been dating a gal called Pamela who is something of a water sports fetishist. She likes to wet her pants. She had told me about how it started. After her daughter was born, she found it more and more difficult to hold herself together when there was stress down below. She also gained some weight after the birth, and the extra pressure on her bladder didn’t help much either. She started having accidents, and after a while she began to enjoy them.

Well, I really wanted Pamela to wet her pants. This is something I had always liked, and I had met a few other women who were willing. But we lived at some distance from each other, she worked long hours, and her young daughter was almost always at home, so our opportunities for kinky fun were pretty limited. We hoped to get away for a romantic weekend where we could indulge ourselves in a few different kinds of perversity, but we had to keep postponing the event.

One day we went shopping together at the mall while her daughter was in school. Those who are familiar with south California will know about our “Santana” winds, hot winds that play havoc with the pollens and cause intense allergy attacks for those who are sensitive. We had just left the mall and were walking down an avenue of trees that lined the parking area, headed for her car. Pamela began to sneeze, once, twice, then uncontrollably. By that time she was visibly wet. She looked down at herself and said, “Oh my God, I can’t believe this is happening in public.”

Another fit of sneezing overwhelmed her. As she told me later, “I was already wet, and people were already staring, so I guess my fetish instincts just got the better of me, and I said, What the hell.” She basically just surrendered to the attack of sneezing and stood there in the parking lot flooding her flesh-colored nylon panties and soft, tan slacks all the way down to her shoes. People were staring and then turning away, pretending not to stare. We hurried to her car. By this time we were both so horny that we could scarcely control ourselves. I drove. Pamela’s hands were shaking as she called her mom and asked if she could pick up the daughter from school and hang out with her for a while. Then we went to Pamela’s house and fucked our brains out. It was mind-blowing, just totally mind-blowing.

I wish I saw her more often. I can’t wait for something like this to happen again.

Very hot, what a fantastic experience.
 
Home Alone...

Ive decided no peeing in the toilet today.... suggestions on where else I can go? 😉
 
Ive decided no peeing in the toilet today.... suggestions on where else I can go? 😉

The only answer that will work for you, Sunshine, is "in your pants."

Better pack a change of underwear in your bag today, just in case the uncontrollable urge should strike while you're out in public.
 
Nice story, very sweet.

I have been dating a gal called Pamela who is something of a water sports fetishist. She likes to wet her pants. She had told me about how it started. After her daughter was born, she found it more and more difficult to hold herself together when there was stress down below. She also gained some weight after the birth, and the extra pressure on her bladder didn’t help much either. She started having accidents, and after a while she began to enjoy them.

Well, I really wanted Pamela to wet her pants. This is something I had always liked, and I had met a few other women who were willing. But we lived at some distance from each other, she worked long hours, and her young daughter was almost always at home, so our opportunities for kinky fun were pretty limited. We hoped to get away for a romantic weekend where we could indulge ourselves in a few different kinds of perversity, but we had to keep postponing the event.

One day we went shopping together at the mall while her daughter was in school. Those who are familiar with south California will know about our “Santana” winds, hot winds that play havoc with the pollens and cause intense allergy attacks for those who are sensitive. We had just left the mall and were walking down an avenue of trees that lined the parking area, headed for her car. Pamela began to sneeze, once, twice, then uncontrollably. By that time she was visibly wet. She looked down at herself and said, “Oh my God, I can’t believe this is happening in public.”

Another fit of sneezing overwhelmed her. As she told me later, “I was already wet, and people were already staring, so I guess my fetish instincts just got the better of me, and I thought, What the hell.” Pamela surrendered to the attack of sneezing,and to her fetish. She stood there in the parking lot flooding her flesh-colored nylon panties and soft, tan slacks all the way down to her shoes. People were staring and then turning away, pretending not to stare. We hurried to her car. By this time we were both so horny that we could scarcely control ourselves. I drove. Pamela’s hands were shaking as she called her mom and asked if she could pick up the daughter from school and hang out with her for a while. Then we went to Pamela’s house and fucked our brains out. It was mind-blowing, just totally mind-blowing.

I wish I saw her more often. I can’t wait for something like this to happen again.

I can't wait for you to post another story!
 
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