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Linda was so excited about her date with Mark tonight. They had not been together in a while and her hot black pussy ached for his hard white meat, and she had a special treat for him tonight. They had both wanted to experience the feel of her gushing her hot pee while he was inside her, but she had been unable to do it so far. Tonight was going to be the night, she was determined to give him the pee–fuck they both wanted. She had started her preparation an hour before she left. A couple of beers while she getting ready, and then several large glasses of water just before she left. She felt a slight urge to pee as she left her house, but is was only a 45 minute drive and she was sure she hold it until she got…
Read →This story contains Female Desperation and Female Wetting. Robin rocketed out of bed just as her alarm clock exploded with sound. Robin swore, checked the time and swore louder. She was late for soccer practice AGAIN and Coach Martin would not be so understanding this time. The game was to start in just 10 minutes and Robin knew that she'd be very late. Tossing on a sports bra, Robin hurried to the bathroom to comb her hair and brush her teeth. She had to pee but figured she could do that in the locker room. Besides, she just didn't have the time. Pulling her strawberry–blonde hair back in a quick ponytail, Robin glanced at the clock again. It was 5 minutes to 10, meaning she had just 5 minutes to get to the…
Read →THE UNREMOVEABLE UNMENTIONABLES This has no hard sex, only a bit of exhibitionism, and mostly concerns a "hold–it" situation set up by a married couple as part of an agreement to limit the wife's time at a social event Art Cavanaugh wasn't really into parties. Well, at least not formal parties. A good picnic while on a fishing trip, or a bit of a celebration after a golf match, these he could take. But as for formal gatherings, cocktail parties, and dress up affairs, they simply weren't his cup of tea. Art had been married to Alicia for twenty five years. They had a good marriage, and had raised three children, now all either self supporting or in college. They shared many interests; Alicia loved camping…
Read →This Story contains no pornographic scenes. Only a few exciting moments that can make you aroused. :–) It was a Sunday afternoon in the fall. It was cold and rainy and there was nothing interesting to experience. I invited Debby, a friend'o'mine, which was not really my girlfriend, but I liked her for her kinky madness. After cleaning up the room a bit and waiting with a magazine on the couch, she finally arrived. I opened the door and noticed she'd dressed herself in a very special way. To describe: she wore a white blouse and a tie, a blue blazer, a grey cardigan, a pleated plaid skirt, white socks up 'till her knees and blue shoes. She knew she could make me aroused with dressing like that, so then I knew…
Read →Jerri just loved her latex catsuit but she loved her crotch high rubber boots even more. Tonight, she had a date with Larry and she knew she'd turn him into a raging satyr with what she'd decided to wear. She shimmied into the catsuit before adding a pair of latex bootsocks then added a thick rubber belt around her slim waist. All this time she continued drinking a sports drink she knew would go through her quickly. She then drew on her long boots before pulling on a pair of latex gauntlets and then came the transluscent PVC mac that reached down just over the tops of her boots. The plan was to go to her local pub and Jerri was pleased to note the downpour as Larry picked her up. They drove for the few…
Read →When I was 16, I had to get on a minibus to get to and from school, as I lived way out in the countryside in Cornwall. One of the girls in my year, Lisa also used the bus as she lived about a mile further on from me. One afternoon, when the last lesson was Physics, I had been watching Lisa from my place at the table behind hers; she was a very attactive girl with long auburn hair and looked very sexy in her uniform of white blouse and short grey skirt. What caught my attention first was that, to get a better view of a demonstation of something – I can't remember what – Lisa was kneeling on her chair and leaning forwards with her elbows on the table. This gave me a nice view of her purple knickers, which was…
Read →Kathy had double booked herself. A lunch time drink with the girls would have to be cut short because her husband needed her to attend a really important dinner at his prospective bosses’ mansion. Not wanting to let the girls down she had agreed to still meet them in town for a couple of hours before going on to meet her husband for the short drive up town. It was almost time for her taxi to arrive. Kathy finished applying her make–up, checked her hair and twisted her diamond earrings into the right position. At last satisfied she stepped over to the loo, lifted her dress clear and emptied her bladder, little knowing that the next time she would do so she may cost her husband the job he so desperately needed.…
Read →My girlfriend and I had often indulged in various watersports activities. On one particular night Jenny had asked me to refuse her access to a loo so she could see how much she could hold. She knew she’d end up begging me to let her go but I was determined that no matter what this girl with me this night was not going to be allowed to pee until I got her home. "Please, please, I have to pee!" Jenny said, struggling to her feet. "No, not yet." I said, standing as well and nudging the poor girl back into her seat. "Please, I’m busting!" The poor girl had drunk two and a half pints of beer and was wriggling about on her chair as we sat in a corner of the bar. Our table was right beside the toilets, which didn’t…
Read →A tale set deep in Middle age England. The Kings daughter had been kidnapped. The King naturally distraught immediately offered a substantial reward to the person who could bring her safely back to court. Travelling through thick forestland the Kings convoy had been ambushed. As well as much gold and jewels the Kings prized possession had also been snatched from him. Before even the most alert guard could react she had disappeared into the dense trees. Listening to the tale a humble but handsome member of the Kings guard decided to set out to seek the fortune the eighteen–year–old Princesses safe return would bring. As Day broke the next morning he saddled his trusty steed and set off towards the forest that…
Read →It had all started with a pint of water at home just before we went out. Then it was a short walk down the road to the local pub where she was made to sit and drink three pints of lager in two hours. Now we were both sat on the sofa having walked back. Sherri was of course now bursting to go to the loo but could not until I gave here permission. On the doorstep she had started shifting her weight from one foot to the other as her desperate urge grew. Inside she sat on the sofa while I made us both a mug of tea. I caught her with one hand pressed between her legs from beneath her short skirt when I returned and scolded her. She winced but withdrew her hand, hurriedly crossing her legs while I switched on the…
Read →It was approaching the time to prepare for her appointment. Fran Merryman steeled herself as she looked at the clock. It read 12:15 – the dreaded appointment was set for two in the afternoon. She had less than two hours before what she was sure was going to be one of the most embarrassing events of her life. Her heart raced a bit as she thought about it. How could she ever have got herself into this? No matter – the deed was done, now she just had to go through with it. Hopefully she could could get there and back without encountering anyone who knew her. She had made the appointment two days ago. The place was of her own choice – a location where she felt no one would know her, a place where she hoped, in…
Read →Arriving at the starting point for their weekend camping excursion, the highschool girls unloaded their backpacks and assembled at the trailhead. The youth group was newly assembled from a suburban area, and many of the girls had never been camping before. The leader, Ann Gerlow, had spent quite a bit of time and effort getting them ready for this adventure, including making sure their boots were broken in, and spending a couple of nights in their tents in her back yard, and she foresaw no trouble with this brief foray into the woods. They would hike about 5 miles, make camp for the night, and return the following day. The forecast was for excellent weather. All the girls had the necessary equipment. They were…
Read →This story contains Female Desperation and Female Wetting. I had started working at a wood–based summer camp as a counselor when I was just 14. I had learned to appreciate nature, both its beauty and it's slight discomfort. The campgrounds were the typical mid–forested summer day camp; park benches and wooden tables, a shed for tools and a field area for play. High trees offered shade from the golden summer sun and soft soil padded our hiking trails. However, the lack of adequate facilities was tremendous. Filthy water covered the muddy concrete floors of the bathrooms where rusty stalls refused to shut and foul toilets refused to flush. The ancient sinks bore no water, what can I say, the toilets were…
Read →This happened on St. Patrick's Day of this year. I have been too busy to write it up until now, but here it is. The St. Patrick's Day Parade is a huge event and thousands of people come out to see it. People are drinking from the early morning and it's basically a huge party. Due to all of the drinking, there are thousands of people that need to pee. The really good thing for a pee enthusiast is that there are no outdoor porta potties set up, which is really surprising when you think about it. All of the people have to pee in a few restaurants that are open and allow the public to use their bathrooms. If you scout out these restaurants, you can see some great desperation sightings. The best one of the day…
Read →This story concerns a female prison inmate being transfered from one institution to another, who, because of various mixups, winds up being taken on a long trip nude and with a very full bladder. MMf, exhib, w/s, bond Marcie Hamilton was not happy to be where she was. She was a forty five year old divorcee, decent looking, not especially pretty, but not overweight. She felt her ex–boyfriend had betrayed her, her lawyer had let her down, that she was unfairly treated by the judge. She had a lot of company. In fact, more company than there should have been. She found herself in the Women's' Correctional Unit serving a one year sentence for check fraud. She spent her time complaining about why she was there, why…
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