Woke up before my alarm with my clit pulsing…my nipples so hard…I’ve already cum twice and I’ve been up an hour…need more…teasing my clit now…it’s so fucking sensitive
I’m shuddering and moaning as I barely touch it through my panties. It keeps throbbing fuckkkk I don’t even know what to do with my insatiable clit…
I just want to be tied up with my legs spread wide open. Blindfolded. Nipple clamps on. With a vibrator being used to torture me. Taken on and off my clit. Making me cum over and over. Torturing me.
I came 3 times today already. I still want more. I tried to be good by not rubbing my pussy again but my naughty side kicked in. Before I knew it I had my panties pulled up between my pussy lips and grinding against the them, with my lights turned on so I could watch my reflection in the window. I felt myself getting wetter as I stuck a finger in my mouth before reaching up my shirt to rub it in circles over a nipple. I moaned as I spread my legs and started wiggling my hips faster, feeling my juices trickle out onto my white cotton panties. Now the thin material is clinging to my pink swollen pussy lips. I really want to rub my clit now. Should I?
Lastnight, after forcing orgasm denial upon myself for hours, I eventually got to the point where I felt almost dizzy. I couldn’t bear to masturbate any more, because my penis was starting to feel tingly with oversensitivity. I knew it was unsafe for me to orgasm while sitting on my desk chair, because when I’m that horny, my body moves a hell of a lot during climax.
So I got off my chair and stretched out the floor, my legs glistening with precum and lube. I tried so hard to keep edging, but I made the mistake of fondling my balls and stimulating the best spot under my cockhead simultaneously, and I felt my body spasm. It was time.
I felt myself squeeze my genitals firmly, as if I was trying to stop the orgasm. I don’t know why I did that—I think it was a part of me trying to keep it in, although resistance was impossible. The cum was rushing down my shaft, my toes were curling, and my abdomen was tight. It was here. No amount of squeezing could stop this.
When I ejaculated, semen blasted out of me like a firefighter’s hose. It flew over my head, and I let out a yelp, then forced myself to gasp deeply for breath instead of vocally moan (since it was like 2 a.m.). As I was practically wheezing, my legs flew out and kicked because the orgasm was so powerful. My back arched and I shook from side to side, hands still on my erection, sending the next few pumps of cum onto the carpet. All the while, my legs were bucking and flailing with desperation as my balls emptied themselves all over my body, and I very nearly kicked my desk chair over.
Once I was done, I spent about 5 minutes trying not to fall asleep. But once I went to sleep and woke up again today, I couldn’t help but notice that i felt rejuvenated and energized. Almost cleansed from the inside! So do I recommend getting uncomfortably desperate, wetting multiple times, and edging for hours before an explosive climax?
I’ve been riding the edge of orgasm for about 2 hours. I cant believe how fucking horny piss makes me. I’m so in love with holding it in until I’m whimpering for relief, then only allowing myself a tiny bit of relief in a place that isn’t a toilet.
My erection is throbbing, tired after 8 hours of holding, minor wetting, holding again, spurting, masturbating, leaking, drinking more, and losing the battle against my bladder. My balcony wall is soaked with blasts of my urine. My legs are damp from when I dashed indoors, my erection flying side to side as I continued my panicked tinkling as I hurried towards a toilet. My bath mat is darker in color, because I couldn’t make it to the toilet and had to shoot my pee onto the floor, and that was the most absorbent thing.
I’m quivering with desperation, not from a screamingly full bladder, but from being denied an orgasm for 3 hours. I fully intend to keep stimulating myself for at LEAST another hour. When I ejaculate, the force of it will likely knock me out of my chair. I might have to lay on the floor, just to be safe.
1. When and why did you start holding? I was a child. I remember it made me feel really good, and I didn’t know why. I’d often do my homework while desperate.
2. Do you wet? Do you leak a lot? I like to wet myself, yes. I do leak.
3. Do you do either in public? No, unless I’m VERY hidden. I don’t want people to see me.
4. When and how was your first wetting experience? My first unplanned wetting was in my first apartment after college. I was leaning against the couch with a painfully full bladder, and I reached for my phone charger or something, and a spasm went through my body. I started peeing into my jeans while standing on brand new carpet. I screamed and ran onto my patio to finish wetting myself.
5. What’s your favorite outfit to wet/leak/hold in? Tight yoga pants.
6. Favorite cup or bottle to drink from while holding? The largest container I can find, honestly.
7. Favorite beverage to drink while holding? Good ol’ water. Or Gatorade.
8. Favorite position to release in? Laying down.
9. Do you wear diapers? Sometimes, although I’ve never tried really padded ones specifically made for ABDLs.
10. Do you intentionally wet the bed? No, because I don’t have a mattress protector.
11. Do you masturbate while holding? Directly after releasing? Yes to both.
12. Longest hold? I can’t remember, to be honest. 5 hours? I don’t know. 6?
13. Longest pee? I’ve honestly never timed it. Well over a minute, though.
14. Do you pee edge? Always.
15. How long have you been practicing holding? Since a little before ten years old.
16. How often do you hold? Not a ton! I really enjoy it, but I don’t do it that much, which is probably good for my bladder.
17. Funniest holding experience? During a video game session, I couldn’t make it until we killed the final boss. I started spurting, and I had to leave my laptop and run to the bathroom. The toilet lid was down, so for some reason I didn’t think about lifting it as an option. I just jumped into the bathtub and dropped to my knees, urinating violently hard against the side of the porcelain tub. The people (online) I was playing with were probably so confused about where I went.
18. Most embarrassing holding experience? Aquarium trip with friends in 2009. Unintentional desperation in traffic. We decided to go to the visitor’s center to grab pamphlets about other things to do in the city we were visiting, but I started wetting myself at each crosswalk where we had to wait for the traffic light to change. I did NOT want to be wetting myself. I was not happy at all, and by the time I made it to the Visitor’s center restroom, my shorts had a large wet spot, which I hid with my sweatshirt.
19. Best holding experience? Desperation play with my last boyfriend. He’d edge my penis while I tried so so so hard not to leak. When I did leak, he lovingly carressed me and let me soak his body with my pee. Then he emptied his bladder on me as I rubbed my penis against his, then we’d give each other tremendous orgasms..
20. Worst holding experience? I can’t think of a specific time. I’ve had holds where I held too long and my bladder ached for a couple days, with a pang of pain during the end of the pee.
21. How much can you usually hold before having to release? I’m not sure! I’ve only measured once, during a fit of extreme desperation. I filled a 2 liter lemonade pitcher almost exactly halfway, so I guess I can hold 1 liter.
22. Favorite fantasy? I am desperate for the toilet, but so is my man. Together, we squirm in bed, but I’m in control because he needs to go worse than I do. I prevent him from getting relief, both from pee and cum. I edge him for hours, until he’s leaking and spurting both cum and pee, and sweating with the effort of holding it all in. After he cums, we move to the bathtub and soak each other with forceful blasts of piss. We clean up, then get back in bed, where he edges me, I cum hard, then I give him a second orgasm.
