I can tell you that the day I discovered my wetting fetish was a Tuesday. It began with too much water, and it ended with an awakening of something deep within me, a primal urge that left me wet and shaking in the raptures of post-orgasmic pleasure. Let me rewind. It was my last year at high school. I'd turned eighteen that March, and it suddenly felt like adulthood was approaching -- or maybe childhood was ending. I'd al...

Emily sat, mid-twenties, hair brown and shoulder-length, Hazel eyes bright with mischievous intent. Her denim jacket, light blue, covered a white tee, Black leggings hugged her curves for all to see. Red panties peeked beneath the fabric tight, White ankle socks and sneakers, black as night. In traffic's grip, she waited with glee, Her bladder full, a secret spree. The bus stood still, just as she'd planned, Her pulse qui...

Samantha and Chloe stepped into the elevator after finishing up their work for the morning. They were both looking forward to their lunch break to get out of the office for a bit. "I really need to use the bathroom before we head out," Samantha said, doing a little potty dance. "No problem, I'll hit the ground floor," Chloe replied, pressing the button. As the elevator began its descent, there was a jolt, and it ground to...

Lila's fingers gripped the worn denim of her jeans, the fabric bunching tightly as she tried to steady her nerves. Beads of sweat began to form on her forehead, catching the glare of the studio lights overhead. Ben, the cameraman, held up a finger, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he prepared to start the next take. "Whoa, whoa, whoa there, superstar," he teased, his voice dripping with mock concern. "Bathroom break? No...

She stands there, her legs tightly crossed, A look of desperation, her face embossed, With the need to pee, she can't deny, But there's a thrill in being so desperate, she can't lie An erotic feeling filled her, As she felt the need to pee, She savored each sensation, As she struggled to stay free. Her bladder full, her body tense, She surrenders to the feeling, it makes no sense, But the urgency, the discomfort, it's exc...

Amanda took a deep breath as she entered the sex shop downtown. She wandered around for a while, a bit nervous, but she was running out of time and did not want to be late. A saleswoman approached her and asked if she needed any help. “Yes. My friend, … actually I don’t know his name. He told me to ask for Mindy,” Amanda said nervously. “Cop?” The saleswoman asked. “Yeah!” Amanda answered enthusiastically. Glad she was on...

“I did it again, Jillian.” “Did what, Amanda?” “I left the office without peeing and now I’m driving way too fast down Route 2 trying to get home before I wet myself.” “Again? What is that? The third time this month?” “It’s the third time this week! I don’t know how I keep putting myself in this situation.” “Come on. You know why.” “I do?” “It’s been happening ever since you broke up with Jim. He may have been an asshole,...

“Honey, are you almost ready? Your friends are probably already waiting for us,” Matt yelled to his wife, Amanda, still putting the finishing touches on her makeup upstairs. “It was worth the wait wasn’t it?” Amanda said walking into the living room with a little twirl and a bounce in her step. Amanda was done up like it was new year’s eve. Curled hair, a full face of makeup, heavy mascara, and deep red lipstick were usua...

“That was incredible!” Amanda said as we walked out of the movie theater.  “It was ok,” Matt answered. “Not exactly your type of movie. Thanks for going to see it with me. You know how long I’ve been waiting for it to come out.” “Of course. That’s what a good husband does. Even if the movie is three hours long.” “Was it really that long? That explains why my bladder is bursting. We shouldn’t have gotten the large popcorn...

“Hi, Mrs. Oliver. Any special requests for your cleaning today or just the usual?” “Just the usual today, Jill, but I do have some special requests for next week. We can talk about that when you’re done.” “Sounds good. I’ll make sure to chat before I leave.” Jill began her weekly cleaning of the Oliver residence in the kitchen as usual. She washed the dishes, scrubbed the countertops, and mopped the floor. After the kitch...

“Our next speaker has been helping couples reinvigorate their sex lives for more than ten years. She has written two books on the subject and today she is going to share with us some of her most successful techniques. Please welcome Amanda Holbrook,” said a woman dressed professionally standing behind a podium on a stage in front of a few hundred people.    The audience applauded as Amanda walked onto stage and took the o...

I pulled into the Smith’s driveway and took a deep breath as my car came to a complete stop. This had been one of the longest weeks of my life. I’ve gone much longer than a week without cumming before, but this was a completely new experience. The events of the week before had been playing in my head continuously since the moment I left this house seven days ago. My memories were so vivid it was like watching a movie. I c...

I cannot believe how crazy this day has been. It all started when my stupid alarm went off when I was just about to cum. I knew I would be late for work if I did not get out of bed immediately so I did not have time to finish. My pent-up sexual frustration set me off on a naughty streak that had only escalated as the day went on.  I made my first poor decisions of the day while getting dressed. Working as a maid gave me a...

I have been working as a maid for a few years and I like the work; the pay is not bad and no one seems to care how I dress. I almost always wear a tank top and black leggings, but this morning had been a little different. I had been halfway through masturbating when I looked up at the clock. I knew if I did not start getting ready immediately I would be late, so I was forced to leave myself hanging on the edge of orgasm....

From the moment I first saw her, I instinctively knew Mary-Jayne was trouble. She can't help it, she exudes sex.  When they first started dating, I wondered if my stepson worried about her dressing like she did. To call her attire daring is an understatement. And my wife, who is broad-minded, couldn't understand why her well-mannered, soft-hearted little boy, as she often refers to him, chose to marry someone who dressed...