Partly true story. I was having a drink while watching the footy on a Sunday afternoon in my unit, when I heard the rain increasing on the roof. I opened the blind a little and opened the window to enjoy the misty aura and smell of earth, wind and rain. I spied the woman next door sitting with her window open and obviously enjoying the same feeling that the...
Note from author: In the first two chapters, I have attempted to lay the foundation for the story proper. I have introduced Nidhi, and also the conditions which will influence her actions and decisions. If I have appeared a little aimless and wayward, it is so that certain uniquely Indian aspects of the story do not end up confusing and hindering the flow of...
Sitting in a second chair, I roll up behind you, out of your sight unless you turn your head completely. "So, my love, you said things are awkward when someone looks over your shoulder." You start to turn to look, but I rest a hand on your shoulder, lifting your hair with the other, kissing the back of your neck, and as always you are quickly distracted. "Wh...
I give my sweet baby a gentle hug softly caressing her body through her robe. I slip her robe off and now softly caress her body my fingers running over her soft warm skin gently touching caressing her tender flesh. I continue to caress her soft delicate skin as her drops to the floor I lift her into my arms and carry her to the bed where I lie her down o he...
Bee is obedient. She knows that to be otherwise has no real physical consequences, she just knows that to obey the commands and wishes of her newly found yet unknown pee master thrills her and to fail would be a personal torment beyond endurance, so when she received the call early in the morning she knew what she must do. The instruction was simple. 'Empt...
The cottage sat at the end of a long, lonely path. It was growing dark as I approached. Cheery beams of light shone from it's windows. In answer to my knock, the door was thrown open and I was welcomed into a comfortable, well lit room full of warmth and cheer by the most beautiful woman I had ever hoped to meet. She was a statuesque blonde, dressed in a lon...
Based on a true story. Although it was winter and there was not much light filtering through the skylights, the company archive area was well lit as Suzanne made her way along the main walkway, looking this way and that for inspiration as to a place to stop off for her end-of-day pee. Needless to say she was bursting, having filled her bladder over the cour...
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 half way through masturbating when I looked up at the clock. I knew if I did not start getting ready immediately I would be lat...
Author's note - this story is about desperation and wetting fetishes. If that's not your thing, this would be a very good place to stop... it also helps if you've read the first part first. ***** Kate and Sam were both having trouble walking as they left the Prince of Orange. Sam was pressing a knuckle into the crotch of her skirt to try and help contain h...
Bella was about to spend two weeks at Helena's home. She knew Helena would use any possible occasion to make Bella bursting to pee, but Helena seemed so pleased when obeyed that she would always try her best and hold. When she arrived at Helena's home, she only had few contact with her parents. For sure, Helena wanted Bella to herself only. Bella was allowe...