I'm 19, I am 5'6 with blonde hair and blue eyes, about 120 lbs size 4. I have been dating my boyfriend Reagan now for almost a year, and we are in love. He's very passionate and we just started having sex, and we both like trying different things, but we had never experimented with water sports before. Secretly, I have always gotten off thinking about wetting myself, and since I was little, I have done it on occasion purposefully, but never with anyone around. As I got older though, I made myself stop because I felt a little foolish wetting myself as a teenager. At least, until this night with Reagan...
It was a Saturday night and Reagan and I were in his dorm room. His roomate and alot of our friends were going to a party that night, and asked us to come along. We would all pre-party before-hand in his room, making sure we drank all the alcohol there, and then walk to the party at one of the fraternity houses just down street. My best friend Tess and her boyfriend Jack came to Reagan's room to drink and hang out with us before the party. Jack was 21 so he brought the alcohol. Tess and I wanted to get hammered that night because we both had a big test the day before and were wanting to forget about how badly we failed it. I had a rum and coke, 2 mudslides, and then 9 beers. Tess had about the same, and we were both completely wasted. Jack and Reagan are both very protective of us when we drink and decided to each only have a few beers so they could watch over us.
We all head over to the fraternity where we danced and I drink 2 more beers, even though Reagan tells me he thinks its not such a good idea. Tess and Jack decide to head back to his dorm room early for a little action (if you know what I mean), so that just left me and Reagan there. I had to pee numerous times, and Rea had to take me to the bathroom cause I could barely walk straight on my own. I asked him to come in with me so he could help me unzip my pants and re-zip them when I was finished. I was wearing black stetchy pants that showed off my ass with a blue sparkly halter top and I could tell that it was turning Rea on. He had watched me pee many times before tonight, but this night I noticed he had a huge hardon.
After a while, Reagan said he thought it was best that he took me home, so we walked back to his dorm room. We usually slept together every night in my room, but his roomate was gone tonight, and I was feeling really horny (I normally do when I am drunk). He helped me stagger into the room, and laid me on the bed where he took of my shoes, and then my clothes. I like to sleep in just my bra, which was white lace, and my white bikini underwear. By this point, I was very turned on and very very drunk. Reagan put on some pajama pants without a shirt (which is so damn sexy) and told me that he thought it was best if we went straight to sleep cause I was very wasted. So we turned out the lights and he climbed into bed and wrapped his arms around me and we fell asleep. It must have been a few hours, but I woke up feeling very sick. My stomach was killing me and I felt like I was going to throw up any second, plus I had this weird pressure in my abdomin. I woke up Reagan and just as he sat up, I threw up all over me and the bed. He reached down on the floor and got his trash can and put it in front of me and pulled my hair back as I threw up 3 more times. The 3rd time, I felt my bladdar start to feel very full, but I was too sick to move or really acknowledge that I had to pee- very very bad. Just as I threw up for the 3rd and final time, I felt my bladder release and I was peeing my panties uncontrollably. I could feel the wettness spread from the edges of my panties through the back to my butt, and then out the sides and onto the sheets. I just sat there, too drunk to move or to stop, and started crying. Reagan quickly felt the wetness and jumped out of bed, moved the trash can from front of me, and was going to pick me up out of bed but noticed it was too late. The whole side of the bed was drenched and I just sat there with tears streaming down my face looking up at him. He kneeled in front of me and wiped my face with his hands and said "Its ok Lorelye, your just drunk honey, it happens to alot of people." He then pulled my pee soaked panties off and gave me a pair of his boxers to slip on. He picked me up and scooted me to the other side of the bed and placed a blanket where I had peed, and then climbed back into bed with me. He wrapped his arms around me again and pulled me close to him saying "Baby its ok now, just try to sleep", but I could feel a huge bulge coming from his pajama pants.
The next morning I woke up very hungover (probably still drunk) and my head was throbbing. I sat up in bed and suddenly realized that I had to pee very badly-again. I nudged Rea and told him I had to go to the bathroom fast, but he said he had to take me since we were on a guys dorm hall and there were no girls bathrooms. He got up and told me to stay there while he went to make sure no one was in the guy's bathroom. He came back and said the coast was clear, picked me up, and carried me to the bathroom. Once we were in, I went to rush into one of the stalls, but he stopped me and said "Baby, last night, it kind of turned me on when you had an accident in your panties. I liked changing you and feeling the wetness. Can you maybe do it for me again?".....I was a little taken aback when he said this, but then I remembered the hardons he got when he saw me pee and the buldge in his pants last night. I agreed, and he went into the stall, pulled down his pants, and then sat on the toilet. He then asked me to come and sit, straddling facing him and leave on the blue boxers he had given me the night before. I leaned on him for balance cause I was still somewhat drunk and let a torrent of pee go, through the boxers making a huge dark stain over my crotch and then leaking out all over his dick. I felt myself even began to orgasm as I felt his penis get hard underneath me. When I finally finished, he got up and turned on the shower, then stripped me and put me inside with him. "I need to clean my baby girl up after she peed her panties and then her boyfriend's boxers" he said with a smile, as he took the wash cloth and massaged my shaven area around my hole.
That was an experience I will never forget, and Reagan and I have been experimenting with pee ever since. We do not drink it or anything like that, but he loves for me to have "accidents" in bed and I love to pee on him when I use the toilet.
It was a Saturday night and Reagan and I were in his dorm room. His roomate and alot of our friends were going to a party that night, and asked us to come along. We would all pre-party before-hand in his room, making sure we drank all the alcohol there, and then walk to the party at one of the fraternity houses just down street. My best friend Tess and her boyfriend Jack came to Reagan's room to drink and hang out with us before the party. Jack was 21 so he brought the alcohol. Tess and I wanted to get hammered that night because we both had a big test the day before and were wanting to forget about how badly we failed it. I had a rum and coke, 2 mudslides, and then 9 beers. Tess had about the same, and we were both completely wasted. Jack and Reagan are both very protective of us when we drink and decided to each only have a few beers so they could watch over us.
We all head over to the fraternity where we danced and I drink 2 more beers, even though Reagan tells me he thinks its not such a good idea. Tess and Jack decide to head back to his dorm room early for a little action (if you know what I mean), so that just left me and Reagan there. I had to pee numerous times, and Rea had to take me to the bathroom cause I could barely walk straight on my own. I asked him to come in with me so he could help me unzip my pants and re-zip them when I was finished. I was wearing black stetchy pants that showed off my ass with a blue sparkly halter top and I could tell that it was turning Rea on. He had watched me pee many times before tonight, but this night I noticed he had a huge hardon.
After a while, Reagan said he thought it was best that he took me home, so we walked back to his dorm room. We usually slept together every night in my room, but his roomate was gone tonight, and I was feeling really horny (I normally do when I am drunk). He helped me stagger into the room, and laid me on the bed where he took of my shoes, and then my clothes. I like to sleep in just my bra, which was white lace, and my white bikini underwear. By this point, I was very turned on and very very drunk. Reagan put on some pajama pants without a shirt (which is so damn sexy) and told me that he thought it was best if we went straight to sleep cause I was very wasted. So we turned out the lights and he climbed into bed and wrapped his arms around me and we fell asleep. It must have been a few hours, but I woke up feeling very sick. My stomach was killing me and I felt like I was going to throw up any second, plus I had this weird pressure in my abdomin. I woke up Reagan and just as he sat up, I threw up all over me and the bed. He reached down on the floor and got his trash can and put it in front of me and pulled my hair back as I threw up 3 more times. The 3rd time, I felt my bladdar start to feel very full, but I was too sick to move or really acknowledge that I had to pee- very very bad. Just as I threw up for the 3rd and final time, I felt my bladder release and I was peeing my panties uncontrollably. I could feel the wettness spread from the edges of my panties through the back to my butt, and then out the sides and onto the sheets. I just sat there, too drunk to move or to stop, and started crying. Reagan quickly felt the wetness and jumped out of bed, moved the trash can from front of me, and was going to pick me up out of bed but noticed it was too late. The whole side of the bed was drenched and I just sat there with tears streaming down my face looking up at him. He kneeled in front of me and wiped my face with his hands and said "Its ok Lorelye, your just drunk honey, it happens to alot of people." He then pulled my pee soaked panties off and gave me a pair of his boxers to slip on. He picked me up and scooted me to the other side of the bed and placed a blanket where I had peed, and then climbed back into bed with me. He wrapped his arms around me again and pulled me close to him saying "Baby its ok now, just try to sleep", but I could feel a huge bulge coming from his pajama pants.
The next morning I woke up very hungover (probably still drunk) and my head was throbbing. I sat up in bed and suddenly realized that I had to pee very badly-again. I nudged Rea and told him I had to go to the bathroom fast, but he said he had to take me since we were on a guys dorm hall and there were no girls bathrooms. He got up and told me to stay there while he went to make sure no one was in the guy's bathroom. He came back and said the coast was clear, picked me up, and carried me to the bathroom. Once we were in, I went to rush into one of the stalls, but he stopped me and said "Baby, last night, it kind of turned me on when you had an accident in your panties. I liked changing you and feeling the wetness. Can you maybe do it for me again?".....I was a little taken aback when he said this, but then I remembered the hardons he got when he saw me pee and the buldge in his pants last night. I agreed, and he went into the stall, pulled down his pants, and then sat on the toilet. He then asked me to come and sit, straddling facing him and leave on the blue boxers he had given me the night before. I leaned on him for balance cause I was still somewhat drunk and let a torrent of pee go, through the boxers making a huge dark stain over my crotch and then leaking out all over his dick. I felt myself even began to orgasm as I felt his penis get hard underneath me. When I finally finished, he got up and turned on the shower, then stripped me and put me inside with him. "I need to clean my baby girl up after she peed her panties and then her boyfriend's boxers" he said with a smile, as he took the wash cloth and massaged my shaven area around my hole.
That was an experience I will never forget, and Reagan and I have been experimenting with pee ever since. We do not drink it or anything like that, but he loves for me to have "accidents" in bed and I love to pee on him when I use the toilet.
