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"Definitely, we'll be there!" says Mandy as she hangs up the phone, and smiles. "Hey Nick! Were going to a party tonight!" She stands up, from sitting on the edge of the bed, and walks over to the bathroom, Nick is running water, washing his razor blade as he stands there looking in the mirror half shaven, using the mirror he looks over. "Who's having the party?" He asks. "Oh Trev, apparently it's HUGE, everyone will be there!" Nick rolls his eyes, and smiles. "Alrighty, what time?" "Well, we could go early I thought, We could have a few drinks here before we go too, I wanted to drink that Chambord, I would take it but I don't want those assholes to get their hands on it, so we'll start drinking here, and…
Read →Oh no, I woke up too late! Glanced at the clock, quarter past eight I hurried into my pink panties and short skirt Covered up my C cup titties with a tight shirt Grabbed a quick bite and drink Already need to pee, but no time to I think I rush quickly out the door Already getting desperate for sure I made it to the bus stop just in time Got another soda, this one lemon & lime I let my blonde hair fall down So beautiful all the other girls cried and frowned I felt my bladder start to fill up Hoping I could make it to my bus stop So thirsty I had to drink another one Crossing my legs now, this should be fun Wriggling my legs while sitting on the bus Hoping to not wet myself and make a fuss I…
Read →Lisa walked into the room and saw Christy going through her purse. She turned around and handed Lisa two twenty–dollar bills. Lisa looked up at Christy confused and Christy smirked at her, saying, "If you're going to be wetting your pants like a baby, then we need to treat you like one! I want you to go to the store and buy some diapers and a pacifier. Also buy a pair of handcuffs." Lisa threw her arms in the air and looked down at her soaking wet jeans. Christy smiled and said, "You're going just like you are now." She looked up at the clock. "Hurry, baby, I'm timing you." Christy lay on the couch and turned on the television. Lisa, red faced as ever, thought about telling Christy to go to hell, but in the…
Read →Victoria Gray smoothed down the skirt of her Armani dress, anxious that it should not wrinkle. She wanted to look every bit the $500 it had cost. It looked marvellous on her tall, willowy form, and she knew it. The choice made specifically for her performance evaluation that afternoon, looked smart, professional, and elegant, a garment to suit board members from the highly conservative to the outright lascivious. Victoria knew she was a hot contender for promotion to Assistant Regional Director of Highline Apparel, probably the fastest growing quality fashion chain on the east coast. She needed to look the part if she was going to go places within the company. After serving four years and working on…
Read →Ellen was a colleague of mine at a large advertising agency. She and I were competing for the same promotion. The bosses at the agency made it clear that the winner got the job, and the loser had to leave. Ellen is a bright and attractive woman in her late 30's who was completely driven by work and success. So far as anyone knew, she had no private life. Her dress was stylish, but her in–office demeanor very prim. Ellen also never admitted mistake, nor showed any remorse. Her goal was to succeed by any means necessary. We did not work together, and our relationship was limited to saying hello to one another in the hallways. For six solid months Ellen and I competed for the coveted vice–president's position.…
Read →Rachael would have given anything to thrust her hands between her legs and press her fingers against her pee–hole, but sitting at a supermarket checkout, it was not possible to hold herself without everyone seeing. And yet she would have to do something soon or she would piss her jeans before her shift ended at ten. The damned place was always short of staff, and her stints on the checkout were always far longer than they were supposed to be. She had started this session at five o'clock to cope with the influx of customers who stopped to shop for groceries on the way home from work. John Smithers, the supermarket manager, had promised that the evening staff would turn up by six and she would be free to leave…
Read →Lisa woke up nervous today, because today wasn't just another day. First of all, let me tell you about Lisa. She's very pretty, long tanned legs, tight ass, 36C cup, and sexy brunette hair to match her cute brown eyes. She's also very bisexual; she may even prefer girls to guys. And for the past few months she's been toying over the Internet, getting interested in the idea of being dominant and having a submissive girl. And today was the day she was going to meet the girl she had been talking with for those few months. From the pictures she saw, Christy is a feisty redhead girl with shoulder length curly hair who is athletic and has perky tits. Lisa stretched and enjoyed the sun sparkling over her nude body…
Read →The Rugby International (revisited) As a divorcee of 30, Lindsay was flattered when one of the younger men at work asked her to join a group of his friends going to the rugby match. The group consisted of two other couples who were all in their 20's. The other two girls were Tracy, about 25, slim with dark hair and thick glasses, which spoiled her looks, and Belinda, well built, a blonde about 28. Both were casually dressed, Tracy in the tightest pair of jeans you could imagine, and Belinda in a denim mini–skirt, which was both short and tight. Lindsay had also gone for the casual look, wearing jeans, not as tight as Tracy's with a sweater and anorak. As you might expect from a rugby crowd, they met in a pub…
Read →It was another boring day, as always, 25–year–old Victoria thought as she sat on the edge of her bed. She sat there, letting the warm sun soak her through the windows, glistening on her tight, tan body. She ran her hand over her rock hard abs and smiled as she looked down at herself. She loved her body and she loved the attention it got. She didn't have a boyfriend but she loved fucking a different guy every night. She knew she was a total slut and didn't care. She sat there thinking how it was Thursday, wishing it were Friday so she could go clubbing. It wasn't worth going on Thursday nights, though; the clubs weren't even half packed. Finally, she got off the bed and walked to the window in her light green…
Read →Note: This story contains Female Desperation, Accidental & Deliberate Wetting, Humiliation, and Masturbation. The sisters where going to be alone in their mother's house all weekend long. Their mother had gone on a trip, so they met there to chat and remember the past. And if there was something to remember from the near past, it was the time they all peed themselves returning from the pub... Michelle: "Oh, please don't remind it to me, how embarrassing!" Elizabeth: "but Michelle, it wasn't THAT bad..." Alyssa: "That's because you were wearing a skirt, so the damage was minimal, but we both ended up with soaking wet jeans." Elizabeth: "But you can't complain either, there was nobody in the street, so no…
Read →Alyssa, Elizabeth and Michelle were three sisters from the oldest to the youngest, who had been chatting and drinking at a bar. The beers went by and the conversation was so interesting that they hadn't remembered to go to the bathroom, but finally they realised that their bladders were dangerously full. The first to notice it was the middle one. Elizabeth: "Girls, I'll be back in a minute, I need to use the toilet." Michelle: "Wait, I'll go with you, I need it too." Alyssa: "Hey, don't leave me here alone, you aren't the only ones that have several beers inside!" Elizabeth: "Ok, but I called it first, so one of you'll have to wait here to watch our stuff while the other one comes with me." Alyssa: …
Read →Kristan enjoyed skiing. She and Brad were on their way to the ski resort and she couldn't be happier. She wore her skin–tight jeans because she knew that they drove Brad crazy. This was their first date, so Kristan was incredibly nervous. And when she gets nervous, she has accidents. Nevertheless, when Brad offered her some coffee to warm up on the way to the slopes, she accepted. When they got to the resort, Kristan began to feel the urge to pee. Brad was eager to hit the slopes though after the long 2–hour drive, so she agreed to take a few runs before going to the lodge. She put on her skis and teetered her way to the lift. Brad held her hand as they slowly slid their way onto the bench. The seat came in…
Read →Note: This story contains Male Desperation, Accidental (Male) Wetting, and Humiliation. I dumped Melissa and boy did she ever get revenge. I was out at a bar with my new girlfriend Kristan one night drinking. As usual, Kristan was decked out in her skin–tight stretch jeans with black boots and tank top. Her ass was unbelievable in her light, skin–tight jeans. There we were drinking and having a good time when I spotted Melissa across the bar. Melissa was about ten years older than me and we had dated about a year. It used to be a real turn on for me that she was around 40 and I was 30. I used to love the way she would dress – everything skin–tight. Tonight was no different. She looked hot wearing a pair of…
Read →W. P. C. Allison Parker began pacing for the dozenth time, her shoes clicking against the concrete as she walked a few yards, turned and walked back. P.C. John Gallagher gave her a reproving glance as she rejoined him. "Keep under cover before somebody sees you," he warned in a harsh whisper. "I can't help it," Allison snapped. "I'm dying for the loo." "Look," Gallagher said, "If someone looks out of the back windows of that warehouse and sees you strutting up and down out here, the whole operation will be blown." "Alright, alright," Allison conceded. "I just hope something happens soon, because I can't wait much longer." "You should have thought of that when you were in the canteen swigging back tea like…
Read →Note: This story contains Female Desperation, Accidental & Deliberate Wetting, Humiliation, Bondage, Masturbation, Foreplay, and Sex. Part Two The polished hardwood floor of the ballroom glistened; the lights from the chandeliers overhead were reflected in the varnish of the wood. Spacious, the room stretched from one end of the old mansion to the other, high ceilings adorned with artwork, sculptures embedded in the royal columns that supported the old roof. A long bar, covered in black velvet formed the right border of the room, in the back, a double doorway led to the hallway of the old mansion. Before the doorway, still in the ballroom, a small antique table with an old lamp on it and a set of ledgers…
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