I’d been extremely turned on all day. By the time I crawled into bed I couldn’t wait any longer, I started rubbing my clit through my shorts, promising myself I wouldn’t pee anywhere until the waterproof blanket finally arrived.

It felt too good. All that built-up horniness from the day caught up with me, and before I even realized what was happening a thick gush of piss tore through my shorts and soaked the bed underneath me.
I yanked the wet shorts off and shoved them right between my legs, pressing the soaked fabric against my pussy. I kept rubbing my clit, letting little streams spray into the already-drenched shorts.

By then the bed was a mess. I spread my legs wide and just let go, pissing all over the sheets, all over myself, watching it run down my thighs.
After that I climbed on top of the wet shorts, straddling them, grinding my pussy hard into the warm, soaked mess until I came.

It was amazing.

I drank so much water, I'm bursting - I have to pee so bad! I'm literally walking around the store right now letting spurts out into my pull-up. It feels so good and warm around my pussy, and I love how it gets puffy and heavy.

When I get back to the car I'm going to get in the backseat and let alllllll the rest of my piss go all over the floor while I use my vibrator on my clit. God I love being naughty with my piss. 🥵

I (38F) had the house to myself for a few days earlier this week. While normally I appreciate distance while releasing a hold, more recently I’ve been experimenting with shooting my stream upwards.

Yesterday morning I was holding and edging, when I finally couldn’t hold anymore. I released a big stream upwards around 4 feet above me.

The first wave hissed and cascaded, hitting the bathroom floor in huge droplets. I wasn’t trying for this, but I opened my labia and got the angles just right, spraying the subsequent waves backwards, effectively giving myself a huge golden shower.

Being completely edged up and wearing my piss torrent all over my body, I gave in to a long, satisfying orgasm. I’ve been into watersports for over a decade, but this was a first for me. Super memorable, will probably explore it more.

I’ve had this pee kink for a very long time, and I’ve recently begun embracing it more. I have a bunch of stories from this summer. One time I peed my shorts while watching an eclipse.

A few months ago, I went on a group bike ride around the city where I live. The bike ride is big, and very social, and quite slow-paced, so I ended up drinking a lot of fluids over the course of a few hours without having anywhere to go to the bathroom. By night time, the ride ended at a brewery where I had a drink or two with fellow bike riders. Then, I went to a nearby bar for a few drinks with another friend. An hour or so later, I stood up leave and for the first time realized how badly I needed to pee. I was already intent on leaving, though, for the ~30 minute bike ride home, so I left without using the bathroom.

On the way home, the bike path crosses through a wooded area that opens into a big open field. As I came into this field, I could see the moon shining bright, and I remembered the eclipse. People had been talking about the eclipse that night, but I assumed I wouldn’t be able to see it, either because I wouldn’t be out late enough or because the skies would be too cloudy. I walked my bike off the trail to the middle of the field so I could get a good view and maybe a pic or two. As I reaching to get my phone out, I realized I had to take a mega piss super bad. My bladder could not possibly be any fuller, and the pee was about to burst out of me. I was also a little tipsy at this point.

There were no bathrooms nearby, but there was also nobody around. Plus, it was night time, and the athletic shorts I was wearing would hide a wet spot pretty well anyway. So I squatted down and just let loose in my shorts. I peeeeeeeeed and peed and peed and peed. The stream just drenched my underwear. I felt the warmth in my crotch first, and the pee stream wrapped around me to warm up my little butt before trickling out of my shorts into the grass. It felt so good, so nice and warm. While I was peeing, and peeing, and peeing, I had a chance to get a couple of good shots of the eclipse.

Once I was finally done, I got on my bike and had a soggy little bike ride back home, probably leaving a trail of droplets as I went. When I got home, the shorts and underwear went straight into the dirty laundry, and I went straight into the shower. I shared the pics I took with a group chat, and people liked them, though I’m the only one that knows the full story behind the pics.

I was on a recent cruise and the ship oils t use the dock so had to use a smaller boat to get to shore. It was getting near to sail away and so a large crowd waited for the tender and I was desperate for a pee.

I thought it’s ok I can hold it til I get on board and as time passed we got on the boat. The sea was a little rough as we bobbed up and down there was a delay with the boat in front.

Getting more and more desperate I presented to need some air so moved to the back.

It was no good I couldn’t hold it so hat hatched a plan to go tiny dribbles every few seconds to muffle the sound and put my bag in front of me.

I was ok the first one as the hot liquid hit my bikini and yoga pants slowly running down my leg.

But the second my pelvic muscles didnt catch as quickly and a loud splat hit the floor as I pretended to drop my phone and apologise.

But the thrill got me so excited. I released my pee as my yoga pants filled I was soaked.

I know I could smell piss strongly but didn’t care I was so overwhelmed by the experience.

I plan to do more

I was busy doing my chores today and drinking plenty of water to keep hydrated and enjoying holding my pee and feeling the pressure building. I kept telling myself I could pee once I had finished the chores that needed doing. As I was emptying the dishwasher I was doing the little jiggly need to pee dance as I was so desperate. I just had one last thing to do and I would be all done with the chores so I told myself I could hold on a bit longer. I emptied the kitchen bin and took the bag outside to the trash cans and then saw a piece of rubbish on the ground that must have missed the trash. I bent down to pick it up and felt a big spurt of pee in my panties. I stood back up and clenched my legs together and felt another spurt. I took the last step to the trash can and leaned over to open it and felt myself let go and the pee gushing down my legs. It was so much pee! My yoga pants were soaked and I was standing in a puddle of my pee on the concrete. As soon as I got back inside the door I stripped off my bottom half, my skin was all wet from where the pants were sticking, so much pee I had to take a quick shower to rinse off! It was such a turn on standing outside, in view of where people could have seen me, peeing in my pants and feeling the warmth run down my legs.

Four years ago I was at a summer festival and got there in ther early so I spent the whole day in the same spot near the front.

Right before the main artist was about to enter the stage I stepped forward to see better and put my whole right foot into a plastic cup full of warm piss. Someone had been standing there since the afternoon too and like me didn't want to lose their spot for a toilet, so they just pissed in a cup and left it on the ground for someone else to deal with.

The warm part is what got me. It was still body temperature, so for a second it was like it had just come out of them. I was already a bit horny from the day and the heat and the beer and that made it worse for some reason. My foot and the strap of my sandal were soaked and I just left it like that.

For the rest of the night I could feel it every time I moved. I kept dancing but I was really thinking about the walk back. When the set ended I went straight to the hostel. I didn't even shower, just got in bed and did it thinking about the piss in a cup.

That was the whole thing. That's how I found out I might have a piss fetish.

This is a story of something that happened a while back when I was a student.

I was friends with this hot Aussie girl at uni (let's call her Amy) and we were at a party celebrating our mutual friend's birthday. Our friend invited us and a bunch of others for drinks on a rooftop.

The rooftop was quite large with plants and bushes and paving slabs and benches. There were two separate parts. One part had more benches so that was where everyone hung out and sat down and had drinks. The other part was much less well lit and had nowhere to sit down.

The other half of the rooftop quickly turned into an impromptu toilet, with lots of people going to piss there and coming back to the main group.

Later in the night, after many drinks, Amy said to me that she needed to pee. I said I had to as well. We both left the main group to go to the "bathroom".

Amy pointed to a part of the rooftop and said, "there's that dark corner over there?". She rushed over, pulled her leggings down, squatted, and started pissing like a race horse straight onto the paving slab. As I was walking over to her I shouted over the sound of her pissing, "wow, I can hear someone". She giggled and said, "Sorry, the stream is on!"

Amy finished up and I started peeing next to her puddle, creating my own. Amy walked back to the entrance to the "toilets" and waited for me.

I finished up and joined Amy. I had drank way too much by this point and all my inhibitions were gone. I half jokingly said that we should look at our puddles and compare them. But to my shock Amy smirked at me and said, "yeah, go on then".

We ran over to where we had both pissed. Amy studied the puddles mock intently and laughed, "yeah, you didn't create as much of a mess as me". Unlike Amy I had only partly pissed on the paving slabs, and peed in the bushes as well. Amy had pissed all over the paving slabs. She hadn't even tried to pee in the bushes and had left a huge puddle. Then I stuck my hands in Amy's puddle and we both bent over laughing. Obviously I was secretly loving every moment. We walked back to the main party, with me following Amy, and I discreetly licked my finger and tasted Amy's warm piss before partying for the rest of the night.

Do you think Amy had a secret pee kink or was I just lucky?

it stinks in thereee i love ruining it sm :3

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The bus I was using today broke down pretty much in the middle of nowhere and we all had to wait about an hour for the next one to come along. We were pulled in right by a care home with a fairly long drive way and big grounds. When the driver updated us with the plan, we all knew we'd be there some time. One older lady got off and went for a wander up into the grounds, most likely to scout them out for a place to piss. She tried to make it look inconspicuous like she was exploring but I think people knew what she was doing. I could feel the growing need in my own bladder and was getting pretty desperate myself.

That one lady started a chain as a man hopped off the bus shortly after and with being a man, didn't really try to hide what he was doing. He walked a little up the drive way and I could see him from the bus window looking around. We locked eyes for a moment and he gave me a cheeky look with a wink and tongue out. He was very hot, so knowing what he was doing was an extra turn on.

Eventually another bus turned up so the rest of the people, including myself, got off the bus we were on, only to find it was a small community bus and couldn't really take us. So we had to wait for the next. I commented flippantly to the lady stood next to me that I wished there was a pub nearby, thinking that she may think I just need a drink. She said something about how if I needed I could just pop into the bushes of the care home and that she'd seen another lady had done it. Then she realised her husband had wandered off and she didn't see where he'd gone. He suddenly reappeared so maybe he snuck off for a pee as well. It seemed a few did as they were back and forth.

I usually wouldn't piss in public with that many people around knowing what I'm doing, even if hidden. But I really needed to go at this point and not knowing when I'd reach my destination, I had to take my chance. I walked up the driveway and found a semi sheltered bush end to squat. I pulled my pants down and sprayed the grass with the fresh air against my ass and pussy. The stream was surprisingly little for such a desperate piss. It felt naughty to piss on someone's property like that, especially with it being the grounds of a care home. But everyone else seemed to find it acceptable in the situation to do it and that spurred me on as well. No damage done either, just a few pisses spread out here and there in the grass ;) . It really turned me on knowing that others had pissed there too and that I just had. I wish it had been a big group piss scenario all at once, that would have been more fun!

One of the biggest things that rarely fails to get me to cum when im having trouble is when she is riding me and is able to piss with DURING physical penetration. Even just when she's trying to release is enough sometimes. One of the best is when you get to slowly fuck it out of her in burst ughhh <3 I rarely see people posting or talking about this sort of maneuver. Is it a rare thing to enjoy? I feel like there's barely anything even on pornhub. Just curious about people's thoughts or if anyone has done this or is curious about it, ladies if you tried this.... is it difficult? Was it pleasureable? Is this actually a rare kink? I feel like people are sleeping on this one and im curious why.

M21, Just got back from a night out and I’m desperate, I want to wet myself while I watch videos of people loosing control, I need some encouragement to break the barrier of wetting myself in my bed

Today I was riding my horse, Willow. She's a beautiful black and white horse. I was bareback riding today nd I felt I had to pee, so I started guiding her back home, and I was focused on something in the grass when suddenly I couldn't hold it anymore. I tried not to, but it all started coming out at once. I just had to finish peeing. I tried to get off, but I couldn't and i peed all over her.😭💔

So I’m m(23) and I be wanting to post my self peeing/peeing videos but I’m scared fam or friends would one day bump into it.😭 what are the odds of that happening. Or you think blurring my face could work?

This is pure love 😍🤤

https://xhamster.com/videos/over-30-minutes-of-pissing-xhL1QAf

So basically, this post exists because I was reading a post someone made a couple days ago and it reminded me of a time a few years ago when a co-worker wanted me sent home, without pay, because he thought someone else's pee, which was in a container separated by multiple layers of protection and ample space, was to gross to be in a fridge with his food.

The post I read was by vocabularian98 if anybody was wondering.

So here's what happened...

I was having some labs done for health reasons. Most of them were just your basic blood draw type tests, but they also ordered a twenty-four hour urine test. The issue was, the NP who ordered the tests said there was a good chance they results may take a while for her to go over with with the main doctor and get back to me because, something something scheduling thing they had. I think one of them was going on a pretty long trip if memory serves, but it's been long enough that I can't say for sure now. Anyway, if I hadn't gotten it in by a certain day, I would've had to of waited for quite a bit longer before the doctor could review them. So she ordered the labs on a Wednesday. I did my blood draws there in the office that day, and she gave me two orange 3L jugs to pee in for the urine test. I only know the size now cause I didn't need both of them and I still have the one, had to dig it up to make sure I got the size right for this post, lol. She said if I wanted the results viewed by the doctor soon, I'd have to get the pee back to the lab in enough time for them to have the tests done on it and the results back to them for them to look at before they left the office Friday evening. She actually said she didn't expect me to be able to get it done and back to the lab early enough for them to get the results by then, and that I'd probably have to wait a while on them because of that. I told her I'd take it to work with me on Thursday (the next day) so I could get it done that day and take it to the lab on Friday morning, and asked her if that would be early enough. She said possibly. So that was the plan. One more important factor to understand is that it had to be kept cold until I got it to the lab. Like, refrigerated cold. I had a solution for that at work though, and that's where the problems started.

So where I worked at the time had commercial refrigerators for food storage. Luckily for my department, a department next to ours had their operations absorbed into another one, and we got to use their old space as a makeshift office space. The fridge that they had used was left in there, as well as a couple other appliances that they wouldn't need anymore. We left it running and just used it for our lunches and to have somewhere to keep drinks cold in the department. So there was just three of us in the department, and when I came in that day, I told both the others the situation and the solution I had come up with. I had taken the jug and put it inside of two plastic bags, and put all of that inside of an old bookbag I had. When I needed to pee, I'd just throw the bag on my back and head for the bathroom, do my business, and bring it back and put it all in the fridge. There was ample room in it for a lot more than that. The head of my department did think it was weird that I wanted to do it at work, but was understanding given the circumstances I had to work with. The other guy was a different story. He said he was not comfortable with my piss being in the same fridge as his lunch. Keep in mind, it was in the bottom and our lunches were on racks above it. Even if, by some inconceivably small chance, the pee leaked out of the jug with a secure lid on top of it, through both plastic bags and the bookbag, it wasn't gonna magically float up and get through the Ziploc bag his damn sandwich was in. He asked why I didn't take a sick day to just do it at home. I told him I didn't get a note from the doctors office because, you know, I wasn't sick. I doubt they would have given me one for that anyway. Without a note, I wouldn't of gotten paid for a missed day. He asked me if I could just go home and be alright with not getting paid for the day and I told him there was no way I was doing that and that he was overreacting. He then went and asked our department head to send me home. He told him he wasn't losing the help that day over that, and to get over it. The guy took his lunch items and put them in the, very crowded, breakroom fridge. We would usually just eat our lunches in the makeshift office, but he ate his in the breakroom that day cause he was pissed, or whatever. I just finished my shift, took my pee jug, and went home.

In the end, I got the pee to the lab in enough time to get my results at the beginning of the next week. Mission accomplished.

So I just wanted to ask people on the sub, as there isn't anyone irl who I know has the kink, do you think my co-worker was overreacting?

I mean, I know the average person doesn't think about pee the same way one with the kink does, obviously. And that some of them think it's just gross in general, but I feel like there wasn't anything inherently gross about it. Especially given the way it was stored.

So does my piss lover brain have me on the wrong side of this, or not? What do you guys think?

So I'm a woman, I live in the UK and I wet myself at home a lot, in my bed, the carpet and in places I shouldn't all over the house. I've already pissed myself a few times in public, one was on a bench in the park after drinking lots of water but I don't think anyone noticed. I want to try it like on a long car journey or in a queue or something but it's so risky. What could you suggest?

*Where we last left off, Jane had just called Zach's house and asked to speak with him, being not sure that it was him that picked up the phone. We'll pick up there...*

"This is Zach" I answer.

"I thought it was you. Just wanted to be sure, sorry. I umm..." Jane replied.

"It's cool. She told me the whole deal, or enough anyway. You're needing a ride, right?"

"Yeah, I mean.. I hate for one of you guys to have to do it. If I'd of known she was gonna run off with shithead I never would have came."

"Ehh, I wasn't doin anything anyway. It's probably gonna be about forty five minutes or so for me to get there. Sound good?"

"Yeah. That's fine. I'll be here."

"Ok. Well, on the way then."

"Ok. Bye"

"Bye."

I grabbed my coat and keys, and headed out to the car. Or so I thought. I got almost to the living room and realized the fact that I hadn't even showered all day. I normally did it at night, but as I was off the next day, and hadn't planned on going anywhere, I was just gonna let it ride until tomorrow.

*Stupid fuck! What are you gonna do know? Call her back and be like 'Oh, um, sorry but it's gonna be a bit longer, I forgot I hadn't washed by nasty ass yet!?* I thought to myself.

I had to go now. So...

*Fuck it. Grab some of those flushable wipes from the bathroom, wipe down your pits while you drive, throw some fresh deodorant on, and hope for the best.*

As you can tell, I was thinking about as clearly as could be expected. I had some deodorant in the car, so I just ran back to the bathroom, grabbed a handful of wipes and headed for the door.

"Bye Mom."

"Where are going this time of night?" She asked. She was sitting on the couch watching TV, so I couldn't just blaze by her and not say anything.

"It's not that late. Just out to see some buddies. They just called so.."

"It's late enough to practically be tomorrow." She interrupted.

I looked at the wall clock. Big hand on four, little hand just past eleven. How long had I nodded off for?

"Ok, I honestly didn't know it was that late. I had been asleep. Still.. I already told them I'm coming so..."

"Oh just go on. I'll just sit here and keep myself company I guess."

"Love you Mom" I said as I leaned over and pecked her on the cheek.

"Yeah yeah. Love you too you little shit. And be careful! It's supposed to get bad out"

"I will bye" I said as I closed the front door.

The drive to the bar was pretty uneventful. By the time I got there, signs of impending rain were very evident. I pulled up to the front of the bar to find Jane standing on the porch, so I just pulled up in front of her. She came up, opened the passenger door, and got in.

"Hey. Thanks so much for this, and sorry again. I know this is getting old for everybody".

"What do you mean by that?"

She shot me a look in the realization that I didn't know this hadn't been the first time something like this had happened.

"I mean...Did you not know your dad had to come pick me up before?"

"I had no idea. So this is a becoming a regular thing?"

She looked back toward the bar, as if to acknowledge that we were still just sitting there. Her comment had threw me off so that I didn't even think to pull away.

"Sorry, didn't mean to just sit here. I was just surprised." I said as I began to pull away from the bar.

"It's fine. I guess I should of realized he wouldn't say anything. I know how your mom feels about Tyler. I guess the less people that now about him picking me up, the less of a chance it get's back to her. And I mean, no, not a regular thing. But then again kinda... this makes a few times now so... yeah"

"So... you're cool with that? And she just keeps having dad pick you up?"

"I mean, I'm trying to be nice about it but..."

"You can say whatever. I'm not gonna tell my sister anything."

She shot me a brief glance, that being only the second time she'd actually looked at me since she got in the car. She was always so shy. She did seem to be a little more talkative than I ever remembered her being though. Maybe she'd had a few drinks. Even though they weren't old enough to drink, you didn't have to be twenty-one to get into the bar, just eighteen. They had an area for dining, so you could just get food if you wanted. My sister was in a sorority with the girl that tended the bar there. She'd let them have a few drinks.

She quickly turned away, but then continued...

"I don't know. She really want's to get back together with him, but doesn't wanna come off like she does. I guess pretending to herself that she's just bumping into him at the bar, even though she talks to his friends and usually knows if he's gonna be there or not, makes her feel better about it or whatever. She always asks me to come cause I guess if she came by herself she would feel to obvious? I don't know. But she swore that this time she just wanted to go out, so I don't know if she's full of shit or not bu.."

"She's absolutely full of shit." I interrupted.

"Sorry, didn't mean to cut you off, but rest assured she knew what was gonna happen. She needs to just get back with him if that's what she wants. Mom will get over it eventually."

"That's what I told her! But she says she want's to take it slow. How is getting you brains fucked out by him in front of his buddies taking it..."

She cut herself off, realizing she'd shared way more than she'd meant to.

I just started laughing my ass off.

"Ha ha ha! I wondered how that shit worked at that place. It's all just one big open space, and the three of them all live there together... still. That shit's hilarious! So she just gets railed in front of everybody?"

Tyler and a couple of his buddies lived in an old garage on a property that one of those guys' family owned. I had seen it once, when they were fixing it up. Dad and I had brought them some tools to borrow. I remember Dad asking..

"So you guys gonna build on or something? Not much room to section off separate bedrooms in here."

"Nah man. Were just gonna rock it wide open in here. Like, kinda like a studio apartment, you know? We'll all have our own beds and whatnot. Were gonna put the kitchen space there along the back wall, with the sink up against the bathroom wall, where it'll be in the corner. That'll be the only room in here. What do ya think?" Tyler responded.

My dad looked at me, rolled his eyes, and looked back at Tyler.

"I think you boys are gonna be cramped for space, but whatever. You're young. You guys do your thing."

"Heck yeah man, it's gonna be sweet! Hey, thanks for the tools, I'll be sure they get back to ya." Tyler said.

"See that you do" My dad responded, as we were walking back to the truck.

Jane, realizing that I wasn't at all offended by what she'd said, continued...

"Pretty much yeah. I mean she says they "mostly" stay under the covers on his bed so no one really sees anything, whatever that means. They always tell me I can come and hang out, but fuck that shit. I've seen my fair share of people fucking, but not in real li.." She cut herself off again.

"Go on." I said. Knowing she must have been embarrassed that she'd basically just admitted to watching "her fair share" of porn, as she put it.

"I, uh..." She glanced at me with a sheepish grin. Only to see the one I was wearing myself.

"What are you smiling at?" She asked.

"Nothing, huh ha" I chuckled, as I turned on the wipers. We had only made it a few miles, and the rain had started.

"Uh huh. You better just focus on the road. I'll leave you alone so you can drive. I'm kinda tired anyway. I may just rest a bit the rest of the way.

Fuck. I'd embarrassed her. So much for our banter.

"You can lean the seat back if you want. You want something to cover up?"

"Nah, I think I'll be alright." She said. Then she looked down at a cap I had clipped around the shifter.

"Well actually, would you care if I took that and covered my eyes with it?" She asked, pointing to the hat.

"Go ahead"

She undid the clip, and took the hat from the shifter. She then laid the seat back and used the cap bill to cover her eyes, with the open hat part just resting on the front part of her head.

"Thanks again Zach" she said as she slumped down slightly.

"No problem. I'll wake you when we get there if you're asleep."

"Ok" she said.

With in a couple minutes I could tell by the way she was breathing that she was asleep.

I drove on a while longer. We passed past the end of the last town before we started back up into the mountains. The rain had gotten so bad that I'd had to slow down. I could barely see the lines on the road, even though I had the wipers going full blast.

I was just mulling over the fact that it was gonna be a pretty uneventful ride, when at the last second, I saw something in the road. I swerved to miss it, and did with the front tire. The back was not so lucky. I could feel the impact on the passenger side rear tire when it ran over it. I was already going pretty slow, but slowed down even more until I was sure it had just been something harmless like roadkill. It didn't feel like roadkill. I knew all to well, living where we did, what that felt like to run over. This was different.

I looked down at Jane. Somehow, through all of that, she remained asleep. I continued to drive, albeit at a snail's pace. It wasn't long before I felt it. That wobbly sway a car gets when going around a curve with a low back tire.

*Fuck's sake. Of all the times to get a flat. I better find a place to pull over* I thought.

A couple more wobbly curves, and I found one. A wide spot beside the road that served as a parking lot for a short hiking trail. Luckily, I knew the area. If I hadn't, I may have missed it in the downpour. I pulled off, and turned off the car.

I sat there for just a minute, looking at Jane. Still sound asleep. I knew what I had to do. No reason to freak her out with the situation. I gently opened the glove box that was in front of her, retrieved the flashlight I had in it, and gently closed it back. I took a deep breath, opened by door, and stepped out into the deluge. I gently closed the door back while holding up on the handle, to do so as quietly as possible.

Before I had even made it around the back of the car, I was soaked head to toe. I shone the light on the tire. It may have had ten pounds of pressure in it, where about thirty-five should have been, and I could hear the air still pouring out. Even over the beating sound of the rain.

I went back to the back of the car, and popped the hatch open. I moved around some stuff I had in there, so I could get down to the spare. Strangely, some of it wasn't where I remembered it being. And then I realized why.

I yanked franticly at the carpet and panels covering the spare tire area, praying I was wrong. When I got down to it, there it was. The donut spare, and it appeared to be in good shape but, the jack.. the jack was nowhere to be seen.

My father had it. He had told me a few days prior...

"I'm gonna grab that scissor jack from your car when I go to Bob's. It'll be just the thing to squeeze under that low car. Grab the floor jack from the garage if you take your car anywhere. Don't forget."

Well. Yeah. Of course I'd forgotten. And what now? Without the a jack, there was no way to swap the spare onto the car. The bad tire was flat as a pancake now. We weren't going anywhere on it.

I lowered the panels back down over the spare, no use getting it out at this point, and gently closed the hatch. I walked around to the driver's side of the car to see how far we were off the road. I had pulled off a decent distance from the road, and good thing. We were gonna be here a while. I gently opened the door, and got back in the car, slowly closing it behind me.

I grabbed my phone. Sometimes, you could still get a couple bars this far up. I looked at the screen. One bar. Actually just the little tower icon next to the signal meter. There was no way I could call with that. I moved the phone around the car a little, but no luck. Same signal. I figured I could get a text out with that, so I texted the only person I could.. my sister. Cause fuck telling Mom. She'd just freak out anyway.

I told my sister what had happened, and told her she needed to head the fuck home. We could use the jack from her car to change the tire.

I looked at Jane. Still, dead asleep. At least she hadn't woken up. Or even worse, gone into one of her sleepwalking spells. I just sat there, soaking wet. What else could I do? Every couple minutes I'd look at the phone in my hand, like it would have somehow received a response from my sister without letting me know. Then, as if matters couldn't get any worse, I realized I really had to pee.

I hadn't even felt it creep up on me in all the excitement. But it was unignorable now. What the hell was I gonna do? If it weren't for the rain, I'd just hop outside and head down the trail a few steps. Far enough that Jane couldn't see my junk if she woke up, but close enough that she could still see me. So she wouldn't freak out. I was already soaked, so I figured that was my best option. But then, I saw an old cup sitting in the cup holder.

If it had just been me, I would've immediately got my cock out, grabbed the cup, and went right there. But what about Jane?

I couldn't. What if she woke up? But she had slept so soundly through everything that, maybe.. I thought about it for a minute or two. Running all the scenarios through my head as to how it might play out. The whole time, my bladder was getting tighter. I decided to check and see about her...

"Jane?" I said. Not to loud, but where she could certainly hear.

"Jane, hey Jane" I repeated, as I very gently nudged her shoulder.

She inhaled softly, and wiggled around for just a second, but that was it. At this point, I decided fuck it. I wasn't going out in that rain again until I had a way to change that tire. I grabbed the cup and held it at my crotch, undid my fly, yanked my dick out, and began pissing profusely into it.

The relief felt so good that it washed over my whole body. I hadn't realized how long I'd been holding it. I was holding the cup at an angle, with the part of the rim at the lowest resting against my pants. Being at an angle like that, and as fast as I was filling it up, the piss reached the edge of the rim sooner than I had expected. I didn't even notice at first, as I had threw my head back in relief. I only found out when the warm liquid started rolling down my balls, and into the space where my taint met the car seat, with only a layer of denim between them. I hadn't taken the time to put on boxers when I'd gotten up that morning.

I squeezed my cock to cut off my stream, producing an instant pressure buildup in it so strong that it felt like it would inflate it with piss. I sat the cup back in the cup holder, and then used the same hand to just barely open the door. I assumed I could nudge the door open a little with my left elbow while I used my right hand and arm to bring the cup over and pour it right into the door jamb area. That way I wouldn't have to open the door to much and could keep out most of the rain. Then I could bring the cup back down to my crotch and blast the rest of my pee into it. Keep in mind, my cock is absolutely throbbing to the point it got kinda tingly. I actually kinda liked the felling if I'm honest, but It felt like if I'd held it like that much longer it was gonna go numb.

So I attempt to pull off the aforementioned maneuver, only to push a bit to hard with my elbow and almost fall completely out of the car. I instinctively turned lose of my cock with my left hand, and used it to catch myself on the open door. My head, left arm and shoulder were getting soaked with rain, at the same time my car was getting soaked with piss. The pent up stream shot strait up and hit the headliner for just a second, before calming back down to drench the gauges and parts of the dash, then settling on the steering wheel. I poured the cup of pee out, and closed the door gently. I was still pissing, but it had calmed down to just a slow steam. At this point I just said fuck it, and emptied the remainder of my bladder onto the steering wheel, and in my lap.

After it was all over, I looked over at Jane. Still. Sound. Asleep. I breathed a sigh of relief. But what now? I was gonna have to eventually wake her and tell her about the tire. I didn't wanna just let her wake up when my sister finally came. Or at some random point in the night, only to discover she had involuntarily traded her safe ride home to a warm bed in her own house, for unsuccessful ride that got her to some random dark place on the side of the road in the middle of the woods, in a car that was both broken down, and partially covered in piss. At least I hadn't gotten any on her.

I knew what I had to do, but I decided I'd check my phone one last time. Maybe my sister got back to me and I didn't hear it with everything that had just happened. I grabbed it and looked. Nothing, but oh would I be glad I waited those extra few moments to wake up Jane.

Just as I was sitting my phone back down, she inhaled deeply, and started squirming around. She stretched her arms out, and let out an exhale that sounded like a sigh.

*Oh no!* I thought

*She's waking up! What if she smells the pee? How would I explain it?*

She brought her arms back down, and sat up in the seat. I was just about to speak to her, and attempt to start explaining the absolute cluster fuck that was the present situation, when her hands suddenly went strait to her waist. She was wearing a pair of shorts with an elastic waistband. They were short, but not to slutty. They looked like they would cover her asscheeks from what I could tell of how long they were. What happened next was just as unexpected as it was delightful.

She ripped her shorts right off, bending her knees and bringing her feet up from the floor and pulling the shorts over them. My cap fell from it's place on her head in the process. It landed on the floorboard. With the cap gone, I immediately realized part of what was happening. Jane's eyes were open, but she wasn't looking at me, or anything else in the car. She had that thousand yard stare again. Her gaze went strait out the windshield, and into the woods. She tossed the shorts at the dash, but they didn't make it to the top and slid down into the floor.

Jane was sleepwalking. Or, well, whatever you would call the equivalent of it when someone's in that state but remains seated. It was just after I realized this, that I realized something else. She wasn't wearing any panties! At least not now she wasn't. I was pretty sure I didn't see any come off with the shorts either. I couldn't see much at that point, but that was all about to change.

She scooched down to edge of the seat, and spread her legs. Revealing her beautiful pale and pink pussy.

*You already turned on the driver's map light before you attempted to pee in the cup. Could you turn on the passenger's as well, and maybe even the main dome light?* I thought.

*It may wake her up. Should I risk it?... Fuck it!*

With that, I turned on both the remaining overhead lights. I wasn't sure what was happening, but I was going to let it play out with as good a view as I could get. Jane didn't flinch, at least not from the lights. She rubbed her thighs gently with her hands, inhaled deeply, leaned her head back and closed her eyes. She then slowly exhaled, as she brought her head back down, and slowly opened her eyes. She looked down at her crotch, at the same time that she started to piss.

How was this happening... again?! I didn't know or care, all I knew was I was thankful for it on many different levels. She just let it out for a few moments, just sitting there staring at it. Then, she slowly moved her left hand from it's place on her thigh, and pulled it up to her pussy. She ran her fingers through the stream, sort of fanning them back and forth through it. Then, she pulled her hand up just a little higher, and using her two middle fingers, began to rub her clit. She moved her right hand up, and reached inside up her shirt. She finagled around at her bra for a moment, until she got her hand under it. She began to rub and squeeze it, I'm not sure exactly how as her hand was covered, but the intent was obvious.

Was she actually gonna get off right here in front of me? As she absolutely drowned my car's floormat and carpet with her piss? Not to mention my poor hat, as well as her shorts. It was then that I realized, I had never even put my cock away. And it was, naturally, rock fucking hard. I started jerking my dick like a man possessed, as she continued to do her thing.

Sadly, it was shortly after this that her torrent subsided, and then stopped completely. She inhaled, and sighed. Was it in regret for not finishing herself off? If so I could sympathize. I was really close though, but I decided to slow down, and just wait to see what happened next.

Jane took her wet hand, and wiped it off on her shirt. She then pulled the other one out from inside it. She leaned back in the seat, brought her knees up to her chest, rolled toward me into a sort of semi fetal position, and closed her eyes.

I sat there for just a few minutes, cock in hand, just looking at her. She was so fuckin cute. She had let her hair grow out into it's natural color. A beautiful light auburn. This was the first time I would see it. Her fair skinned thighs pulled up to her chest made her little ass stick out toward the dash. I could only make out a bit of the side of it, but it was so adorable. As much as I was enjoying admiring her, I knew the fun had come to an end. I had to wake her up. I didn't know what I was gonna tell her, other than just the truth, to explain everything. Well, maybe not everything. There was no point bringing up my own mishap earlier. The smell from that was certainly no concern now that her aroma had filled the air.

I put my cock back into my pants. Not a fun task. I was still standing tall, and they were not just wet, but now getting cold. I managed. I reached back behind the passengers seat, and grabbed the coat that I had offered to let her cover up with earlier. I ever so gently laid it over her naked bottom. Her knees stuck out the top. I took a deep breath, and began to nudge her shoulder.

"Jane... Jaaane" I said as I gently rocked her shoulder. She didn't wake up.

"Jane!" I said a little louder, as I shook just slightly faster. Still nothing.

"Come on Jane, you've gotta wake up. Jane.. Jaaane!... JANE!! I raised my voice to not quite the point of yelling at her, but still pretty loud, as I gave her a firm shake.

She inhaled sharply, her eyes shot wide open, and she reached up and grabbed my arm as she tensed up, and finally awoke.

"Wha..what? What's...Zach? What are.. what am I.."

"I gave you a ride home, remember?"

She relaxed just a bit.

"Ooohh. Yeah. From the bar." She said, finally coming out of the freshly woken haze she was in.

"Yeah, about that. Some shit's hap..."

"What.. why am.." She interrupted me.

"Why am I NAKED?!! WHAT THE FUCK?!!" She yelled as she reached down under the coat to feel her completely bottomless lower half.

"Look, your shorts are in the floorboard, but.."

Before I could finish she bolted down and grabbed them, while being sure to hold the coat with her other hand to keep herself covered.

"Jane they're..." but I was too late. She had gotten them. She pulled them up and just stared at them with, a bewildered look on her face, as they dripped all over the coat.

"What the actual fuck...? Why are they wet?! And not covering my fuckin ass right now? Zach, what the fuck? Seriously WHAT THE FUCK?!!" She yelled as she threw them down between us, and pulled away from me toward the passenger door.

"Jane, you wepsalked!! That's what I've been trying to tell you."

"I what?! What the fuck are you talkin about?"

"Fuck! Sleepwalked! You fuckin sleepwalked Jane. Sorry I just...I was trying so hard to get a word in, I got all tongue-tied."

She just looked at me for a moment. Then she looked down at the shorts, and then in the floorboard. Then, I saw her left nostril, the only one I could see at the moment, flare out just slightly. She was smelling it now. She slowly turned her gaze back to me and, now much more calm, just said...

"Go on"

"Ok" I said, as I breathed a sigh of tepid relief.

"So, you remember saying you were just gonna rest until we got to your house?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Yeah so, you fell asleep pretty quick. I just kept driving, I had to slow down a little cause the rain got so bad, but anyway... It was so bad that I couldn't really see good, even with the wipers on high and being slowed down and all, and I ended up running over something in the road. I was hoping it was just a dead animal or whatever but, the car started swaying in the curves. I knew it had to be the tire, so I pulled over here."

"Where's here?"

"The trailhead going up the mountain. That parking lot. That's where we are."

"And you don't have a spare?" she asked. Apparently already understanding that the tire had gone flat and that the next logical step should have been to swap it out with the spare.

"I do, but.. I don't have a jack, so..."

"So we're stuck here. Ok. Why didn't you just ca..."

"I don't have any service" I cut her off.

"Or at least, not enough to call from. I already texted my sister, but she hasn't got back yet."

"She won't. She turns her phone off when she's with him, and she'll be there pretty much all night. He'll bring her back to her car with just enough time for her to get home before your mom gets up. I know how this goes. Why didn't you just wake me up and ask me how good of service my phone had? And Zach..."

"Yes Jane?"

"Why. The fuck! Am I NAKED?!!" She said. Her voiced raised to almost a yell. She was getting impatient. Understandably so. So I just told her.

"Because you wanted to be!! I guess... I don't know. Like I said, you were in that sleepwalker state. Whatever you call it. You were laying there asleep in the seat, through all that shit with the tire, and me fooling around in the back of the car checking on the spare and all, you stayed fast asleep through all of it. Then, not long after I had gotten back in the car, I was messing with my phone, seeing if my sister had responded, seeing if I had better service, just trying to figure something out. And then...then you just sat up in the seat, stretched your arms out, then just sat straight up in the seat and..." I trailed off. How did I explain what happened next?

"And?" she repeated after me.

"And you just yanked your shorts right off. You had my cap covering your face, remember? It fell down when you were squirming around with the shorts, and that's when I saw that your eyes were wide open. Wide open, and had that look about them. That look I'd seen in them when you would sleepwalk at the house when we were younger. That's how I knew you were.. like that. Anyway, you just threw the shorts in the floor. Or well, you threw them on the dash, but they fell to the floor. So...that was it. That's why you don't have them on."

She was quiet for a moment, and then..

"Somnambulism"

"What?"

"Somnambulism. That's what it's called. I mean, if you want to get technical. You say sleepwalking, a lot of people expect you to be moving around the whole time. Still, that's what I call it. People at least have some idea what you mean when you say sleepwalking, but you can be standing still, seated, even laying down and still be in that state."

"So I saw. Look, it is what it is. I know you have no control over it, obviously. I'm just glad you understand that... I mean Jane I would never..."

"I know" she said. "I'm sorry I freaked out, but I mean.."

"You had every right to" I cut her off. "You were forced awake, in a strange place, only to find out you were completely bottomless, and you had no idea why."

She paused for another moment, then said..

"Yeah, it's pretty fucked up. I do some weird shit when I get like that. Like, some reeeally weird shit. Burned the hell out of myself trying to cook one time when I was like that. So Zach..."

"Yes Jane?"

She paused for a moment, then looked down at the shorts...

"How did they get wet, Zach? You never said" she asked. Staring at them the whole time.

"Well, about that.." I said. And here we were.

"Look, why don't you give me your phone, I can see if I can get a call out. I'll turn around while I do and you can put your shorts back on and.."

"Zach.." she said cutting me off, almost in a whisper, as she reached over and picked the shorts back up. She brought them closer to her face, put them right under her nose, and smelled them. Then, she closed her eyes. I saw her lip start to quiver. She continued what she was going to say, now in somewhat shaky, breathy voice.

"Just tell me what happened"

She opened her eyes. They were quickly becoming wet with tears.

"Well...they had fell in the floor. And you...well you were of course, I mean, you had no bottoms on. I mean obviously, right? So you were there, like that, the shorts were down there, with my cap, and..."

I paused for a moment, and looked at her. The tears hadn't left her eyes just yet. They were close though. She said nothing.

"Jane.." I paused one last time when I said it.

"Jane you just...you peed on them." There it was. Cutting through the tension like a broadsword. I continued.

"You just started peein in the floor, and on everything down there. I guess you just really had to go. Look, it's no b.."

I didn't finish, because she put her head down on her bent up knees, and started crying. Through the tears and the sobs she said...

"I'm so sorry!! I...I...I'm such a fuckin freak! I swear, I can't even take a fuckin car ride with bo... with someone, without that bullshit fuckin everything up."

"Jane, It's fine."

"Is it? Is it fine Zach? I mean I just turned your car into a fuckin urinal for fucks sake. How the hell am I supposed to be... how can I expect you to... just fuck my life." She said, as she buried her head again.

Then, before I could reply, she popped right back up. She reached down with the hand that was holding the coat up, and grabbed both my cap, and the floor mat, the coat falling down a bit in the process. She held up all three piss soaked items, the mat and hat in one hand, and the shorts still in the other, and said...

"Just look at this shit! Just look at it, and tell me. Tell me what a little fuckin weirdo I am! Tell me how I'm just a fuckin freakshow! Tell me.."

Before she could finish, I grabbed the hat from her hand. She dropped the mat back in the floor when I did.

"Ok. I'll tell you. Tell you how that yeah, it is fucked up. Fucked up that all this shit happens to you when you're like that, and then you're left dealing with the consequences. Tell you that I wish you could just not give a fuck what people thought, even though that's pretty hypocritical I guess. We all spend way to much time worrying about what other people think, myself certainly included. But most of all, I'll tell you how I don't give a flyin fuck, that your piss is all over my floor, all over my seat, hell I don't even give a flyin fuck that it's all over my fuckin head!"

With that, I flung the hat open, and put it on.

She actually laughed. Through her tears, but laughed none the less. Then she just looked at me for a moment. The pee had started coming down in a couple streaks from the saturated mess of a cap.

"You're dumb." She finally said. She reached out to take the hat off me, but I pulled away.

"Nope. It's not comin off. Not till you say it" I told her.

"Say what?"

"Say how we've got a lot bigger problems to deal with than just some harmless piss."

"Stop. You've made your point" she said as she went to move in closer to grab the hat. When she did she separated her legs that had been together, blocking her bare naked crotch. And with the coat down on the seat, there it was. That gorgeous pussy. I couldn't help but look at it. It distracted me enough that I just let her take the cap. As soon as she had it, she caught on to where my gaze was fixed, and realized what she'd done. She covered it up really quick with the hat.

"Dude, seriously?" she said, a laughed just a bit.

"Did you not get a good enough look before? Just can't help yourself huh? Ha ha."

"Who says I saw anything? I mean, for all you know, I turned and looked out the window"

"So that's how it went huh? I'm just pissin in the floor, and you're over there all averting your gaze and whatnot. Being the gentleman that you are of course."

"Wow. I mean, that's exactly how it happened. It's almost like you were there."

"Fucking smartass!" she said. As she said it, she threw the only thing she had in the only hand that wasn't holding the only thing covering her privates. Her piss soaked shorts.

They smacked me right in the face. I quickly grabbed them, and tossed them behind my back. I had repositioned by self with my back to the driver's door when we started talking, so we could face each other. So being back there, she couldn't get to them.

"Well at least this smartass will have some bottoms to wear home. I mean I guess you could walk in in your panties and...oh...wait. Yeeeeah...about that."

She raised up out of the seat on her knees, and lunged toward me. Arms reaching around me, toward my back. I'll have to give it to her, she smacked those thighs together onto that cap to hold it in place right on top of her pussy. She was determined not to give me another peek.

"Mother fucker, come on. Give em back" she said as she grasped and clawed behind me.

"You didn't seem to be in to big a hurry to put em back on before... tell me Jane, what's changed your mind all of a sudden?" I said, as we kept playfully struggling with each other.

"I was just lettin em dry off a little bit"

"HA! Yeah, and they're bone dry now! Just ask my piss soaked face!"

She started laughing. So did I. She came to rest on me just a bit, admittedly pretty awkwardly.

"Don't make me laugh! I still have to go a little. I might.."

"Oh no Jane! Don't laugh so hard you piss yourself right into my hat! Here in my car? What ever would we do?!"

We both laughed again.

"Apparently if I did need to go, this is the place to do it. You sure don't seem to bothered by it being on your floor mat, the carpet, the seat, your hat. Even right here" she said , as she took a finger and gently wiped away a drop of pee from my face.

We just stayed there like that for a moment. Looking at each other, not saying anything. I let go of the shorts. She pulled them around in front of us, but didn't move away. She just kept looking at me, with those stunning green eyes. Finally, she asked..

"What are we doing?"

"Well, I'm sitting here, your piss running down my face, and the rest of me soaking wet from the rain. That's not to mention where I'm sitting. Which is my car. That happens to also have your piss covering or soaked into parts of it. Keep in mind that this is all while said car is broken down, in what might be the most intense rainstorm of our lives, with no good hope of help being on the way. All while you half lay on me, while half naked, with my hat, which is also soaked in your piss by the way, barely covering your vagina. Oh, and we can't forget about those shorts of yours, also soaked in your piss, that are sandwiched between our bodies right now. Cause goodness knows, you have to let them dry out before you put them back on. So, one could say, we're just doing some of that weird shit you were talking about."

Without hesitation, she just said..

"No"

"No? So you don't think any of this is weird?"

"Sure. But that weird stuff I was talking about, see, it makes me feel bad when I figure out what I've done. This shit, as weird as it is... well. Lets just say I don't feel that way. Not anymore anyway."

Our eyes stayed locked on each other.

"So how do you feel?"

"I'm not sure. Other than cold. Especially my ass. I do know that."

We both chuckled. I raised up a little, she wasn't expecting it. She looked at me in confusion, then started to get up herself. I put my arm around her back, to keep her close. I reached over in the passenger seat, and grabbed the coat. One of her legs was still on it. She had to move it for me to get the coat. When she did, she repositioned a little. Got herself more comfortable. I draped the coat over her legs and bare ass, and leaned back into the position I had came from.

"Better?" I asked.

She raised up just a bit, and threw the shorts in the floor. She then reached down under the coat, yanked out the hat, and did the same with it. She nuzzled back down, and brought a hand back to my face. She swiped away a couple more drops of pee, before just letting her hand rest on my face.

"Yeah. I think I'm doin pretty good. You?"

I pulled her in a little tighter.

"Yeah. Pretty good."

She slowly moved her hand from my face, and reached around to put her arm around the back of my neck.

We both took a moment, and just looked into each others eyes. Then we both slowly leaned in, and kissed each other.

When we were done, she said with a smirk..

"All that shit leading to this... kinda weird."

"Good weird or bad weird?"

"The best weird."

We started making out. It went on for a few minutes, then she pulled back, and gave me the most mischievous look.

"What?" I asked.

"I didn't say anything!"

"No, but you're damn sure thinking something."

She giggled. Then said..

"It's just, you really do seem to be kinda OK with it."

"It?"

She held her hand up to a drop of pee at the end of a few of my hairs, and took it on the end of one of her fingers. She brought it down to where we both could see it clearly. Her eyes met mine. They had a look in them that asked me to acknowledge the obvious...

"Ehh, I don't know if I'd say I'm kinda OK with it."

"No?"

"Nah. More like, really OK with it."

She smiled ear to ear. By far the biggest and best one I'd ever seen on her.

I leaned in for another kiss. When we were done, I told her..

"What I'm absolutely not OK with, is the way we're situated."

"Holy fuck, I'm glad you said something. I'm sore as hell.

"I know how we can actually get way more comfortable, now that we both seem to be OK with the reality of being stuck here a while."

She looked at me inquisitively.

"Tell me more"

"So, I've kinda half ass converted this station wagon we find ourselves trapped in, into a poor man's van life ride. There were multiple blankets, and a big sleeping bag back there. As well as an air mattress. I've got an auxiliary power system too, but it just runs some small stuff. Couple of lights, twelve volt cigar lighter style plugs for charging stuff up, just the basics. I don't know if Dad took any of it out when he got the jack or not. I know at least some of it's back there. We'll just have to check."

She stared at me for a few seconds, and then said..

"Are you fuckin kiddin me right now?"

She proceeded to spin around, and dive halfway into the back. The coat fell down onto her shins and feet in the process. Leaving her legs, and her cute little ass, poking out between the front seats. She got up on her knees on the console, and bent over with her ass up, revealing that gorgeous pussy. It was all I could do not to dive my face into her, the way she did the back of the car.

She looked around for a few seconds, and proclaimed...

"I think it's all here." As she crawled the rest of the way into the back.

She then poked her head out between the front seats and said..

"You comin or not?"

*We'll return to Zach and Jane's adventure in Part 3.*

Does anyone work in a high intensity/heat work environment cause I’ve been trying to figure out the logistics or even how noticeable it would be if I just let out spurts at work for the fun of it where most could think that is just pure sweat?

When I first started indulging in this kink, you never could have told me that I'd where I am right now, doing what Im doing.

I finally had some time to myself where I wasn't on a deadline, exhausted, or not feeling well - so I decided to make the most of it!

Of late, when I have the opportunity for pee play, I've pretty much been pissing in pull-ups or diapers, mostly for ease & efficiency of cleanup. It had been quite awhile since I had pissed my pants, or pissed on the floor or in/on something I'm not "supposed" to. But the other day, I decided to indulge.

As soon as I decided, I put on some tight jeans - I love how they get dark and shiny when I piss them. Then, I started rapidly hydrating, and holding - I got to the point where I couldn't hold it anymore, and I let out a few spurts of piss into my underwear/pants. It wasn't long until a wet spot began to form.

I kept doing my chores, hydrating the entire time. It kept me in a near-constant state of desperation, so I was letting piss out into my pants often. The desperation, spurts of piss, and growing wet spot just made it harder and harder to hold, not to mention making me super horny, so I put a protective pad down on the couch, shoved my vibrator in my pants, and it wasn't long until I was cumming and pissing.

That turned me on even more, and I decided I needed to throw some alcoholic beverages into the mix; soon, I was holding my white tank top against my crotch and soaking it with my piss - when it was fully saturated, I put it on and admired my big tits and their nipples through the wet fabric. I'd been continuing to wet my pants this entire time too; at one point so much that it leaked into my socks and made a puddle on the floor.

For the last couple of days, whenever I'm at home I put my pissy pants on, and just keep re-wetting them; it feels so good to be wearing these very pissy pants. When my tank top starts to dry out, I stuff it in my pants until it's soaked with piss, squeeze the excess out into my hair, and put it back on, because it feels amazing to have my tits covered in piss. The tank top is no longer white.

I've lost count at this point of how many times I've pissed myself. I don't plan to stop, because the orgasms I've given myself while being so pissy have been incerdeible. Right now, whenever I'm home alone and have the opportunity, I'm pissing in these pants, and on this tank top - I plan on putting them back on tomorrow, and pissing them all day again. 🥵

Gotta run, feeling desperate and can't wait to make myself cum as I piss myself yet again. 😘

UPDATE: I pissed my pants again, but while standing on the hall carpet and with a small towel in my pants...my pants are soaked, the hall carpet is soaked, and my hair is wrapped up in the pissy towel.

My head has been filled with a certain fantasy.

Just a regular day I'd walking home. It's a quiet area usually no one is around. About half way home a man would pull me to an alleyway and press me against the wall. His body closely against mine. He would kiss my neck and smell my hair while sliding my pants down just enough for him to slide his cock into my panties, between my pussy lips. Then he would pee. My panties would get soaked, my pants would be wet, my socks would be wet. And he would leave me to walk home alone looking like I peed myself, hoping no one walks by and sees me. The humiliation would make me so needy I would make myself cum as soon as I got home. Maybe next time he would ask me to drink it...

I was traveling to a nearby small city for work, and had some time to kill while waiting to check into my hotel. The hotel is adjacent to a touristy waterfront promenade area, with a large boardwalk, a skate park, and a big playground… but seemingly no public restrooms. I’ve been here 2-3 times now and have never found them, if they do exist. It was a nice day, so I decided to sit along the water for a little while. I posted up on a bench near a bunch of big cement planters filled with bushes and flowers that separated the playground from the water’s edge. While I was eating my snack and zoning out, I noticed a couple of women were standing near the big planter, also facing the water, a little ways down from me. One of them, a cute slim girl in a short, flowery dress with light skin, manicured edges, and long braids almost to her waist, jumped up and sat on the edge of the planter. She sorta shuffled back so that her ass was hanging over the dirt... I pretended to look away at my phone. She looked around, then lifted up the back of her dress, and was peeing into the planter! Her friend stood in front of her, holding her hands to steady her, while they both laughed. Then she hopped down, pulled down her dress, and they walked away like nothing happened.

I was almost home from an early show, it was probably around 10-11pm on a Friday night. It was still early enough that I was debating getting food on the way home, so I wanted to smoke first to see what kind of food it would inspire me to choose. I got off the train at my station, which is an elevated/above ground platform that is outside, but has shelters with benches spread along it in case it’s raining. I sat down in the shelter furthest from the station and lit my joint to loiter for a bit. A few minutes later, another train came, about a dozen people got off and started walking off the platform towards the station. A group of 4 women got off the car closest to me (very end of the platform) and starts walking. They were clearly drunk but having a good time. They got up to the shelter past the one where I was sitting, and one girl shouts “hold my purse!!” And tosses her big black purse at one of the other girls. She then runs behind the shelter, pulls her pants down, and squats on the platform and starts pissing an absolute torrent!! The other girls start laughing and she’s just moaning and pissing for like 3 whole minutes. Then she gets up and they all head off.

I was finally able to buy pullups again today and I couldn't wait to wear them again under my skirt 😘 I love to release myself wherever I am and feel my panties getting more and more wet and warm inside of it.

But what I like the most is being able to go anywhere and knowing that my panties and pullups are full, and noone would notice. I bought more absorbant one this time so I can wear them longer without leaking (not that I mind leaking on my legs tho :p)

Someone recommended me to try it and I can't thank her enough ! Also if you have anything else fun to do with pullups I'll take every advice :p

I probably could have held it, but it was really uncomfortable. I decided to relieve myself another way. I laid down on my bed as I took a towel and covered my cock with it, and relaxed. It came out in short spurts. I started to push it out to get more relief. It felt so good. I let out a bit too much though and made a small wet spot on my sheets. I started readjusting the towel to keep relieving myself on the dry spots. Once the towel was too wet to use reliably, I put it on top of my laundry basket, stood over it, and finished emptying my bladder on it. After that the naughtiness of what I just did turned me on so I realized I needed another kind of relief. I went back to my bed and started stroking my cock and decided to share this story with you all!