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Featuring:Featuring: Marilyn, Lolita, Linda, Elena, Billie, Julie, Erika, Lily, & Vicki.
Pissy Girls Wet Panties Adult Babies ByteMine CDs rom ByteMine CDs the In This Issue As seen in Wet Set, they’re the world’s F cutest adult babies. Now get the entire Editor’s Wet Elena 4 collection on CD for PC or Mac. Snow Babies (Erika & Vicki) 8 Each CD (Volumes 3/4, 5/6, 7/8, 9/10, Desk... Jackie Reader Profile - Baby Kim 13 11/12, 13/14, 15/16 and 17/18) is n this issue, our theme would have to US$40.00 and contains 2 volumes. be ‘boyfriends’, becase so many of the Wetters’ Letters -Accident Report 16 Volume 1/2 is now only US$20.00 for Wet Igorgeous models for this issue have Lolita 20 Set readers! Each CD has 1000 Bytemine had their pictures taken by their boyfriends! adult baby photos and at least 500 public Instead of doing as many photo shoots, we’ve Leaky Lily 24 domain adult baby photos. Each CD also left all the work to some very sexy wet couples. Centrefold - Elena 32 contains our Catalog. You’re sure to enjoy the bird’s eye perspective into the wet fun of Lolita on the toilet (photos Fact & Fantasy 34 by Jason), Marilyn in the kitchen (photos by My Ex-Girlfriend Peed on my Couch (Julie) 36 Nicolas), Billie in her tiger-print bed (photos by Brian) and the naughty Julie on her ex- Marilyn 40 boyfriend’s couch (photos by Graham, her ‘Sealed’ Pooping Section 42 new boyfriend and partner in crime). Billie 48 Wet Set did do some photo shoots this Telephone Trouble (Linda) 52 issue - I’m very happy with the sexy Elena who wets in exercise gear, in her diapers in bed, Contact Ads 61 and at the breakfast table. She’s joined by the naughty little girl Lily (who likes fingerpainting in diapers, and jumped around madly while Important Notice: Wet Set Magazine is for the enjoyment of adults only. Some of the If you prefer to see our Catalog before wetting the bed getting splashes of pee every- activities depicted herein involve fantasy ‘role playing’ by adults of certain childish behaviour. ordering a CD, send US$5.00 and we where), and the sensual Linda (who has had In no way is the intention to falsely portray children, and all models are clearly adults. The will ship our Catalog CD to you. Our more than one accident while talking on the involvement of real children is neither suggested, implied nor condoned under any circumstances. Catalog contains samples from all of our phone - it’s cordless Linda, why didn’t you CDs and Videos. just walk to the toilet you very, bad girl?) Editor: Jackie McMillan Or, you can visit our web page at: My favourite photo shoot is of Erika and http://bytemine.com/abpage/ Vicki putting on disposables out in public in Distributed by: W.S.P., PO Box 392 Turramurra NSW 2074, Australia +61-2-9482-4204 Email us at: the snow! The two sexy girls got so excited by XVS Adult Product Wholesalers, PO Box 3, Canterbury NSW 2193, Australia +61-2-9787-2033 [email protected] the thrill of diapering themselves in public that they even ripped off their tops in the sub- Claredale, 2 Thomas Street, Hawthorne VIC 3122, Australia +61-3-9818-7736 We accept VISA, Mastercard and zero temperatures! Erika also wrote a long WIWA Intl, Peter Henlein Strasse 4, D-50389 Wesseling, Germany, +49-2232-15700 Discover, USA checks and money letter about getting caught short in the snow. K. K. Lange Verlag, Postfach 1242, 75302 Neuenburg, Germany, +49-7082-9-22-88 orders, and all foreign currencies. Print WSP White Gate Farm, Bleadon Rd, Bleadon, Weston Super Mare, Nth Somerset BS24 0PJ legibly and include your country. Credit Finally, we have introduced a centrefold card orders must include expiration to each issue of Wet Set. Why don’t you write Published by: date. in and tell us if you like the idea? We love getting feedback about what you, the read- W.S.P. , PO Box 392, Turramurra NSW 2074 Australia Mail your order to: Bill Sanders ers, want to see in future issues of the maga- Ph: BH (02) 9482 4204, AH (02) 9489 3468, Fax (02) 9482 5204 Mob (0407) 283 317 PO Box 802723 zine. We also love seeing what your girl- E-mail: [email protected], Home Page: http://www.wetset.net Santa Clarita, CA friends get up to... so keep sending in those 91380-2723 U.S.A. letters, stories and naughty, wet photographs! Front cover: MAIN Julie C(62) INSET Linda P291 Wetly Yours, Jackie. Back Cover: Vicki P283 2 P286
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“I think that I am always wet in some way. I love doing spurts into my panties & through my fingers.” ELENA
WETWET ELENAELENA 5 P288 P286 “What turns me on most is to wear my overnight diaper well into the next day... I look forward to it overflowing, & warm pee seeping out, running down my legs!” ELENA
f I were going to define my pecu- Exercises liar toilet habits into a fetish, I . She says: “I feel sexy when my The final photoset comes from that day would have to say that my fetish body is fit and toned, so every morning I too, taken as gorgeous Elena eats breakfast “I spend an hour exercising. On this particular is diaper leaks,” writes Elena. For her, nothing in her overflowing diaper. It’s called P289: beats the sensation of last night’s full diaper hang- morning, I was feeling pumped up and very Elena’s Diaper-Leak at Breakfast, and she ing between her legs. For her, “it makes breakfast aroused so I let my bladder empty while I says, “I was too excited to wait for a natural the best meal of the day, because while I eat my cereal, I am stretched. Soon I was on the centrally heat- explosion, so I used my fingers to show you totally aware that the next drop of pee escaping from my blad- ed floor in a puddle of piss that stayed warm just how much pee was in my huge, soggy from the heating, rubbing my breasts and der may be the one to overflow my diaper.” diaper.” We liked this image so much, we body into the pee.” made Elena the first of Wet Set’s centrefold Being a naughty girl, Elena sometimes ‘helps things along’ by sliding The second photoset, P288: Elena’s Wet girls, sitting at breakfast in her leaky dispos- a perfectly manicured fingernail under the leg bands of her diaper. She able diaper. We hope that you’ll find some- writes: “I hold my breath when I do this, waiting for the first warm trickle to drip Nappy in Bed, was taken on a where appropriate to stick Elena, and that she down my leg, and for the pungent aroma of my morning pee to assault my nos- morning where: “my diaper had trils. Sometimes it happens naturally, and I guess I like those times the best, leaked during the night! I was gives you all many hours of warm, wet plea- because it’s such a surprise.” amazed it hadn’t woken sure. She’s pretty excited about being our first me up, so I spend a long ever centrefold: “I love that photo - you can Elena sent in three wonderful photosets of her everyday life. She likes to time examining the wet see I’ve thrown my head back as I nearly exercise at home because it affords her wonderful wetting opportunities. patch before hunger drove orgasm from the feeling of pee pouring from See her make a new interpretation on aqua aerobics in P286: Elena’s Wet me out of my wet bed to breakfast.” my diaper’s leg bands - heavenly!” WS 6 7 SNOWSNOWSNOW BABIESBABIESBABIES
VickiVickiVicki ErikaErikaErika P283 P282 Meet Vicki (LEFT) & Erika (RIGHT), our two, very sexy snow babies!
Being in diapers in the snow has it’s own set of prob- lems... check out Erika’s genuine let- ter on page 18!
“The snow was incredible! It was blowing really hard and if you tried to look in the direction of it, it hurt your eyes. We were only out in it for a few minutes but my privates got cold REAL fast! In a way, I was wishing I’d waited to pee so I could have warmed myself up again.”
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THREE NEW VIDEOS AVAILABLE NOW www.patches.net y involvement with diapers had never thought of them as anything other feeling I usually do when I wet my pants. The After that, I started wearing diapers and adult baby play has than what they were intended for. I just used next thing I tried was even worse. I knew he for him like other women wear lingerie, Mbeen a steady progression a normal overnight menstruation pad to used them for messing as well. I had never as a sexual tool - a ‘sure-fuck’ if you’d over time. I’ve had a bedwetting prob- catch any spills that might occur during my shit my pants for enjoyment before, I think at like. It was purely for his excitement. I lem for as long as I can remember. By sleep. I don’t wet in my sleep all that much. the time though we were adjusting to living enjoyed the peeing part of it all, but the the time I was fifteen or sixteen I had An overnight pad is easily capable of han- together, and it wasn’t easy. I really wanted diapers didn’t do anything for me. started wetting my pants during the day dling the volume that leaks out. to find some common ground and see the Eventually we did hit upon something just for pleasure alone. I’m not a per- world through his eyes. So I pushed and that we both liked about me wearing After we had been serious for a while, my son who floods their pants with streams pushed until I did it. It turns out there was diapers. He enjoyed showering me with READER PROFILE of pee running down my legs, usually I husband brought up the question as to why no common ground to be found by me I peed in my pants. I didn’t think he had ever affection when I wore them, and I just dribble or spurt in my panties a few pooping my pants either, I didn’t like it. enjoyed receiving it. The whole notion times while I’m sitting or standing. I like noticed because he hadn’t said anything to me about it up until that point. I’m not the of age play came into the scene shortly the feeling of the wetness next to me, after that. I started taking on the role of but I don’t like being totally soaked. kind of person that tries to apologize for what I like or what I do. So I just simply told a naughty little girl in our sex play. It really made him excited, and it made I met my husband right after high him that I liked it flat out. He didn’t look me excited as well. I love receiving school. I was eightteen and he was nine- shocked or disgusted or anything, in fact he teen. We were just friends at first and we seemed kind of happy about it. I soon found attention, so it was like our sexual pref- didn’t live in the same city so we didn’t out why. He started telling me about diapers erences were finally merging. and how he was an adult baby. I think I get to see each other all that much. That was about eight years ago. When we did we used to hang out laughed and called him a freak or some-
- BABY KIM Now-a-days just the idea of playing a together and listen to music. Sometimes thing, I can’t remember exactly. I wasn’t little girl gets me stimulated. I really when we were together I’d wet myself in really upset about it, personally I don’t care enjoy being a brat, and peeing myself. front of him. I liked the idea that he what people do so long as they’re not hurt- He gives me so much attention and love might catch me. We would be sitting on ing someone else or more importantly, me. I really wouldn’t have it any other way. the floor in my bedroom next to the I told him it was ok but I didn’t want anything As for diapers themselves I still don’t see stereo and I’d wet myself a little. I’ve to do with it cause it didn’t seem that excit- ing or fun to me. what’s so exciting about them. I enjoy heard lots of people say they thought our adult baby or age play time with or they were freaks or strange because they About a year after that we moved in - BABY KIM enjoyed wetting themselves. I never felt without the diapers. I love being his together. For a while he just enjoyed diapers Soon after that I made the mistake of naughty little girl. There’s nothing like that way even before I knew there were telling him that I had tried one. I say mistake on his own. We had a spare room and I’d crawling up on my Daddy’s lap and other people who liked it. Peeing my because the minute I told him he started on make him hide out in there when he wanted getting snuggly with him. I could be pants was just something I did for excite- about how he’d like to see me wear one. He to wear diapers. I feel kind of bad about that wearing diapers or panties it doesn’t ment I never thought there was anything now, as it was like I locked him in a dungeon acted like the circus had come to town and he matter to me, but I think my Daddy still wrong with it. or something. One day when he was at work didn’t get a ticket to the show. It was a few prefers me to wear diapers. If nothing I tried on a diaper to see what it was like. The months after that when I did wear one for him. I guess the difference between an moment I got it on, I was thinking: ‘This We were both kind of drunk at the time, and I else they save his lap from getting adult baby, and someone who just sucks’ because it just didn’t feel stimulating. I was feeling a little voyeuristic. So when he soaked when I pee. strictly enjoys wetting or messing is that asked me to wear one for the millionth time, I just kept thinking about old people having to I still wet my pants strictly for the they don’t gain stimulation from feel- wear them because they’re old and inconti- decided to go ahead and do it. I put it on and pleasure of doing so, but age play is ing ‘little’ - like a little girl or a baby nent. I kept it on for a while anyway. came out to show him. He was really excited READER PROFILE even. I didn’t feel that way either at the and I have to admit it made me excited know- definitely the icing on the cake for time, though this is the story of how I Eventually I ended up using it. It felt nice ing that he was. So I wore it for a while and me. I guess I get the best of both came to get off on being a little girl. to pee in it, but then it always feels nice to peed in it for him. We had really awesome sex worlds, being able to wet for the sake Originally I just liked pissing in my pee yourself, at least it does to me anyway. that night, it was the kind of sex that makes of wetting, and being the apple of my underwear, the wetness and excite- I squatted down by the bed and let go. That you really take notice of how powerful your Daddy’s eye. I’ve always been the ment of doing it brought me stimula- was the first time I ever completely flooded. body is. When you say to yourself: ‘I can’t type of person who likes to have her tion. Despite my bedwetting problem I It felt nice and warm in all the right places, believe how good that felt, I hope I get to do cake and eat it too, and this little girl had never used diapers at night and I but I didn’t really get the naughty excited it like that again.’ usually does. WS
14 15 and stop the flow until we got a better angle. pretty blue cotton full-bum panties. Luckily a close up of me uncontrollably peeing through my pink cotton panties turned out ok, By then I was totally bursting again! I have and I’ll send it over with this story. a tiny bladder and when I drink a lot I fill up decently every ten minutes or so. So I did a lit- tle bit and played with the wet spot trying to get Andy’s attention away from pictures and Wetters’ Letters onto my needs. Again he didn’t notice and kept snapping away with the pictures. He took that bunch from behind after I tried to entice him, so I did it all down the backs of my legs.
The next series we did after sitting around chatting for ages while I filled back up was in a little purple g-string. Well actually a ‘v -tring’ the kind you get from Bras and Things. A little purple one. You can see my little almost hair- Dear Wet Set, pared and had them charging last night. So less pussy in that picture. By then I was really back to town we drove, since the park is about I peed for what felt like ages before I final- frisky and didn’t know if I was going to fill back just got home from my latest pee adven- twenty minutes towards the country. We got ly felt empty. The puddle on the ground was up properly again since my belly started feel- ture and couldn’t wait to sit down and back to town with me wincing at the corners. huge, and just as I was finishing peeing a guy ing funny. Andy dropped me back home and Iwrite about it for you. I’ve been the Wet Andy seemed to take them extra fast just to in a navy blue station wagon pulled into the by the time I was inside (after dealing with the Set Phone-sex girl for over a year now and I’ve torment me. car park of the place with an overheated wonky lock on the front door) I was bursting to talked to lots of great guys, and a lot of inter- engine or something. We got a picture of me pee and was horny as hell. esting things have happened to me thanks to He rushed in, grabbed the batteries and leaning against the fence holding the back of the job also, but nothing has ever managed to we were off again. Somehow when you’re my dress up to show how wet my knickers thrill me quite as much as uncontrollably pee- bursting to pee traffic light stops seem longer, were, and while you can’t see the guy, you ing my pants in semi public locations. any corners that make your seat belt tighter at can see his car. I’ll send that one too. all seem unbelievably cruel, and anyone that’s not stopping to let you pee seems to deserve ACCIDENT to have their car seats peed on. We ended up getting to the park, and the main attraction there is a large gazebo type REPORT thing with white concrete flooring and shade and three picnic tables. I quickly changed I do lots of amateur photos, some of from my clothes to the little black dress I’d which are in my Phone-sex Ad on page 57 of chosen for the first bunch of pictures. I was every Wet Set Magazine, others have very nearly starting to leak even though I was I ran to the loo and sat down panties and appeared in my Reader Profile in Wet Set trying to hold it. With doing photos I’ve always all and just let go. My piss gushed into my #34. I don’t have a digital camera yet, so I thought it best to wait till camera is poised and panties and I put my hand there to feel the have a friend who not only loans me his cam- stream. There’s nothing sexier than a warm, ready to take shots before letting loose. By the Well after peeing my panties and feeling era, but takes 97% of my pictures for me also. time Andy got the camera turned on and wet, piss-gushing pussy. I was rubbing myself hot piss run down my legs I was pretty horny. pointed my way I already could feel my as I peed through my panties and when I I’ve been casually fucking Andy on and off for Well this afternoon he arrived over to take panties were a bit wet and a trickle of pee run- came, it was so intense I yelled out loud. My me out to do pictures. I was prepared and had ning down my leg. about four months when he’s been single, so I was flirting with him and trying to let him pussy seemed to gush gallons of girl cum and been drinking loads of iced coffee milk and piss as I wriggled around on the loo coming water and needed to pee before we even left. know that I wanted to play. But as men often I was standing there wetting myself (and loudly. And that’s about it for me, more later. We got out to the park I favour for pictures, not on purpose, what a change) while Andy are, he was thick and just didn’t notice my and then Andy realised he’d forgotten the bat- tried very hard to get the pictures before I was advances. So I cut my losses and decided to teries for the camera. He’d been ultra pre- empty. I managed to regain my control again change clothes to a pink skirt and red top with By Skitty, QLD Australia.
16 17 Dear Wet Set, Anyway the snow really started around I told her I still had a bit of a problem that usually about ten to fifteen minutes so I com- noon and that’s when they closed the campus way. She looked at me with a bit of a smile. forted her again. She still wasn’t talking. Then fter sending in the photos of my for classes. I’ve met a few kids who are day At least that’s the way I took it. I got her to I felt the bus start to slide sideways. A bunch friend Vicki and I in our diapers in students like me who sometimes come by car change the subject... finally... and we were of people screamed including Amber. I just Athe snow, I thought I’d tell you so I went to the Student Union to see if they finally moving. But not for long. It was a wet grabbed the top of the seat in front of me and about this season’s first snow. On Thursday might be there but they weren’t. The first bus snow which made travel very slippery. Even closed my eyes. We bounced a bit than came the weather predictions were for a big snow back home was at 2:17pm so I just hung the big bus slipped when we were still on the to a stop. overnight, like maybe six or more inches. I around the Student Union. Hardly anybody campus roads but Route 1 looked OK. We more or less psyched myself into believing was there and I managed to fall asleep. I bet got on the Beltway to Route 50 with no prob- We were leaning to the left and Amber that classes would be cancelled for Friday but you can guess what happens when I do.. lems but as soon as we did we stopped. It was was pressed up against me. The driver called when I got up there wasn’t all that much coming down so hard that from the window over the intercom asking if anybody was hurt. snow. I turned on the TV and saw the cancel- When I woke up I knew what I’d done but you couldn’t see the cars on the other side of Nobody really was but when Amber pulled lations didn’t include my university. with not many people around I took a peek the highway. I didn’t look to see what time it herself off me I happened to look between and it wasn’t all THAT bad. (It was but I told was when we stopped but it seemed like for- her legs and it looked like it was wet. We I was still in my wet diaper and when I myself it wasn’t!) Fortunately with the cold ever. Then the driver came on and told us were tipped far enough over that she had to looked at the clock I only had like twenty or weather I’d gotten my car coat out and had they had closed Route 50 because of a bad hold onto the armrest on her right side to so minutes to get changed and down to the worn it. It comes down to about the top of my accident. Everybody moaned. I did look at keep from sliding back over to me. I asked if bus. I honestly didn’t have time to wash or butt crack and when I stood up I figured out the time then and it was after 3pm. she was OK and she finally spoke and said change so I grabbed a pair of my thick wet- that if I left the top two buttons open I could she was. She was looking straight ahead. ting panties hoping that they, along with a pull it down in back to pretty much cover my To make a long story short, it was dark Then she kind of mumbled a bit and I didn’t dab of cologne, would keep me from butt so I could at least get out of the building and close to 5pm when we finally started to hear her. I asked what she said and she smelling too bad. I just grabbed a pair of ratty without being noticed. move. But by then Amber (the girl I was sitting repeated: “We’re twins now”. I looked at her old jeans and a heavy sweater and ran out with) was squirming about (but NOT holding kind of funny not knowing what she meant. the door. I absolutely had no intention of wet- It’s about a ten minute walk to the bus herself or anything like that) but I pretended Then she looked at me and stated: “I’m wet ting when I left. To add to that I’d used my kiosk and let me tell you that wet pants at that I thought she was worried about being too”. I really wanted to laugh but I didn’t. I spare GoodNite I keep in my book-bag so I about thirty degrees is VERY cold! There were late for work. She didn’t say anything but just mean I don’t really know her or anything and didn’t even have that to fall back on. a ton of kids waiting there because there were shook her head. I tried to get her to talk but she seemed like she was in shock. She prob- no more classes so everybody who takes the she wouldn’t. We were like moving for a P282 ably was but that could have been from the bus was there. I saw a girl who was a year minute or two and then we’d stop. Then we bus sliding off the road. I wasn’t too happy behind me in Middle School before we started moving faster and everybody cheered. about that either. moved. I’d seen her on the bus a few times Amber was now sitting like on one butt cheek and she was usually with two boys I didn’t and way forward in her seat. I then asked if Anyway there were a lot of people on the know. I’d acknowledged her with eye contact she had a ‘pee problem’. She looked at me bus who had cell phones and they passed those times I’d seen her but had never talked with her eyes wide open like she was saying them around so everybody could call home. with her. Anyway she was almost at the front ‘why would you ask me that’ but moved her While we were waiting to get hold of a of the line and I stopped to talk. I stayed there head up and down. I have to tell you that I phone Amber asked if it were possible for until the bus came and when they started was excited. her to borrow some clothes from me. Of loading I went on with her. I was waiting for course I said yes and then when she was somebody to say something but they didn’t so Now this is a commuter bus with no toilet. calling home she asked where I lived so her we ended up sitting together. I mean if you go from one end of the line to boyfriend could come pick her up. While she the other under normal conditions it’ll only was talking I was thinking that maybe I’d get Well I didn’t want to sit on my coat with take like an hour and a half. So I tried to to see her wet panties. wet pants so I pulled it up more around my comfort her saying we were moving right waist and when I did she saw my wet spot along and it wouldn’t be long until she was While we were making calls the driver between my legs in my lap. The wet had home. The problem with that was that it was made an announcement that another bus wicked up about two or three inches. Now dark and I had no idea just where we were. would come pick us up so at least when I talking about wetting in a crowded bus is not Then we went down a hill which I recognized called home I could give them an idea when. what I call fun but I had to say something so as the South River. From there to my stop is By the time it did come I had to pee myself. “I WAS STILL IN MY WET DIAPER... I HONESTLY DIDN’T HAVE TIME TO WASH OR CHANGE!”
18 19 Wetters’ Letters continued on page 22... LolitaLolita
Jason ((ffrom France)) wriittes: “My girlfriend is quite a few years younger than me, so I like to call her Lolita - it’s like a pet name between us. I have turned my ama- teur photography interest into something that excites us both. Lolita likes to perform for the camera, be it masturbating with a vibrator, pissing her panties, or showing me exactly what happens when she pisses into the toilet. I like watching her perform, and I find that masturbating to the pictures I have taken makes me even more excited when we actu- ally make love - and I love the idea of really fucking the girl from the porn I wank to!
I’m not sure how I found out that Lolita liked pissing. I was pretty naive I guess, because all the way though our courtship, Lolita had damp gussets. I guess I just thought she was excited about the kissing and touching we were doing. When we start- ed living together, Lolita never closed the bathroom door when she peed, so I often watched her, with a throbbing erection. It makes me wonder if we’ve had more sex in the bathroom than in our bedroom!” WS
20 21 P287 Wetters’ Letters continued from page 19... Lucie As people started filing off I got the idea to C(70) Dear Wet Set, right in front of a huge group of tourists. pee right there in the seat. I mean I was Jackie said they’d just assume we were tak- already wet and there was no way to hide it ou have heard about my adventures ing a portrait of me with the city behind me... from Mom and Brian and Amber had wet so if you have read Issue #34 (my they’d never even guess I was wetting myself! introduction to watersports by Wet the seat was already wet so I did. At least Y I wasn’t so convinced, but I needed to go so Set’s Editor Jackie) and she kept you updat- when I got out of the bus I was warm. I was badly at that point, I was prepared to believe ed by telling you about my first encounter lucky because I could make my coat hide it anything she said if it meant I could let go! with Wet Set model Monica in Issue #35. So but Amber’s coat was only down to her waist now I’ve decided to set the record straight Jackie was not to be outdone - on the so when she stood up it was obvious from myself! First of all, my name is Amber, and I way up the hill, she sent a huge gushing her backside. I tried to stand as close to her used to be a nice girl! I used to use the toi- stream from her bare pussy completely in the aisle as we made our way out. let for all of my pees, except for the ones that across the cable car. I had to keep my suede I peed in the shower. Then I met Jackie! The snow was incredible! It was blowing boots up as pee sloshed around the car while we jolted our way up the hill. Then we rode really hard and if you tried to look in the It probably started in the shower, howev- the car around again, but this time two girls direction of it, it hurt your eyes. We were er in all honesty it’s been going on now for rode with us... we couldn’t stop laughing! only out in it for a few minutes but my pri- so long, I can barely remember. I think I vates got cold REAL fast! In a way I was mentioned at one point when we were shar- This was one of our last pissing adven- wishing I’d waited to pee so I could have ing a shower that I normally peed whilst tures, we broke up recently, but one thing I’m warmed myself up again. showering, and she said that I shouldn’t stop going to take away from the relationship is a on her account. Somehow from there it love of wetting my panties, and of pissing on It was after 7pm when we got to my became a competition to see who could people during sex (and in the shower). house and when Mom saw us she looked shower the other person with the most pee, shocked but for once didn’t make a stupid or pee the highest. She usually won. By Amber, Sydney AUSTRALIA. WHILE THERE WERE MANY LOOS AT THE ZOO AMBER PREFERRED TO USE HER PANTIES!
comment. We ran upstairs and I got a wash- she left I went and inspected them and I’d The car trip when she made me hold on, cloth and towel for Amber to use and never seen panties like hers. Have you just cemented it for me. I guess I hadn’t real- Susan stripped out of my wet jeans. Amber had heard of Jockey underwear for men and ly experienced peeing as sexual before. The gone into the bathroom so I brought in dry women? Well hers were Jockey but the whole experience was so erotic, bouncing panties and jeans in to her, wearing just my material was different and the leg and waist and jiggling up and down on my screwed up wet panties hoping to see her dressed the elastics are really tiny. I mean REALLY tiny. If fist to try and keep from wetting myself com- same way, but she hadn’t stripped yet. She’s you ball them up in your hand you can hide pletely. It was really just the beginning, more like fifteen pounds lighter than me so every- the whole thing and they aren’t bikinis and more of our adventures began to involve thing was a little big on her but she was either. I was totally intrigued, and I even wetting. In fact I barely used the toilet at all! happy to be dry again. sniffed them too (I am almost ashamed to The picture I’ve sent with this letter comes admit it, even to Wet Set readers). I washed up and changed and we came from a day at Taronga Park Zoo. And while downstairs where Mom had some home- Anyway I still have them, and before I there were many loos at the Zoo, I must made turkey soup for us. I’m not a soup washed them out I put them on (but didn’t wet admit that I much preferred using my lover but it did taste good after getting so them). I thought she might call and want them panties. We walked around and drank lots cold. Amber called home and her boyfriend so I didn’t do much else than wear them of fizzy drinks, and by the time we got to the and got picked up around 8pm or so. She around still smelling of her pee before wash- bottom of the Zoo, my bladder was aching. asked if I could keep her wet things and Jackie wanted to ride the cable cars back up ing them. I called today and she wasn’t home she’d get them later. I was MORE than to the top, but I knew that jumping in a so that’s why I still have them... I’m thinking if happy to do it. I ALWAYS like to see some- queue at that point would lead to embar- I don’t hear from her tonight, I will wet them! body else’s panties especially if they’re wet rassment for me. I got her to take a snap of (not that I’ve seen that many wet ones). After By Erika, (Wet Set Model). me pissing through my bright blue panties
22 23 Wetters’ Letters continued on page 28... P285 P284 LEAKY LILY LEAKY LILY
24 25 P284 LEAKYLEAKY LILY LILY 26 My diaper isfull to overflowing! My diaper isfull to overflowing! she wants(wellalmostanything-especiallyif than grown-upLillian.Lilycandowhatever special timeswhenIcanbe‘LeakyLily’rather did). Nowadaysmyliferevolvesaroundthe amverygladhe to behislittlegirl(thoughI on thecarpet,andthenhe’snotsohappy. though hefindsmydiapernexttoapuddle down mylegs,gigglingmadly.Sometimes his officewindowstarkerswithpeepouring Usually Nicklaughswhenheseesmerunby and Iripitoffsocanrunaroundnaked. pretend games,butsometimesIamnaughty ‘Daddy’, likestokeepmediaperedinour husband (Nick),whomIsometimescall and ofcoursepee-pee.Myreal-lifeadult feet, makemesseswithfood,fingerpaint, in themidstof‘terribletwos’.Istampmy amanaughty toddler,right but sometimesI life. MostdaysIamanadultdentalnurse, ‘baby girl’before hesmackedherthistime,so knew that‘Daddy’ wasgoingtopleasurehis fingers werefeelingmypee-pee holeandI trousers. Headmonishedme crossly, buthis Minnie startedspurtingpee-pee alloverhis the fingerpaints,Igotsoexcited thatmy the package.WhileIrippedit open andsaw and teasedmealittlebeforeletting mehave down onhisfavouritechairwithmelap loudly: “What’sthis?PresentforLily?”Hesat he hadpokingoutofhispocket.Iaskedhim in hisarms,andmyfootcaughtonapackage came inhepickedmeup,andbounced couldn’t see)wearingjustasmile.Whenhe inside thedoorforhim(soourneighbours yesterday Igotveryexcited!waswaitingjust why inmy‘pretendtime’Lilyissonaughty. fully andquietlyinthesurgery.Iguessthat’s form sparklingclean,andalwaysmovecare- and again),butLillianneedstokeepheruni- she doesn’tmindgettingasmackeverynow I don’tknowhowheknewthatneeded R When IheardNick’scarinthedriveway and funintomyotherwisenormal my husbandbringsalevelofdelight ole-playing childishbehaviourwith 27 Minnie inadiaper, andmyhusbandNick! Mickey gothard.Ilovefeeling mysticky pery andfullofcumforthe nexttimehis diaper onmesomyMinnie would beslip- tingling explodeinside me.Hethenputa Mickey inasfaritwouldgo. Thatmadethe voice) tomakeitbetter,so he pushedhis gling sobadIhadtotellNick(inanadult pushed inandout.SoonmyMinniewastin- lotion andstartedrubbingmyMinnieashe he could.Withonehandgotsomebaby Mickey intomyMinnieasdeepandhard legs upwithonehandasherammedhis over tothechangingtableandheldupmy bulge evenmore.‘Daddy’quicklycarriedme peed alloverhisMickey,andthatmadeit Mickey, andthenIwasverynaughty!pee- up, andsoonmyMinniewasrightabovehis was pokingoutstraightandtall.Heliftedme I keptpee-peeingontohisfingers. ‘Daddy’ openedhisfly,andMickey K i s s e s f r o m L i l y , D e t r o i t U S A . Wetters’ Letters continued from page 23... Dear Wet Set, My next little adventure was with the girl Dear Wet Set, pussy burst like a dam, spurting out around that plays baby when she stays with us. She his thumb and fingers, showering us both in eing Dutch, (and having English as loves thick diapers and loves to go outside in ’m writing this whilst lying in a very big piss and cum. a second language) means that it’s them. For her one of the kicks is in slowly puddle. My bed is totally saturated, but Balways hard to write a story. We learning that she should be diapered what- Iluckily for me, I have a special sheet Before he went to shower, he thrust into can just send pictures of our various dia- ever the situation and regardless of where underneath that allows me to pee all I like my tingling pussy and hosed me out with his pered adventures and wish you luck with she is, because she is ‘really’ a little girl. So while keeping my mattress safe and dry. Right cum. It was hot, and slippery, and as I lay that, but there will be no ‘true’ story to go we went shopping for clothes. One of the now, my pussy lips are swollen wide, and pee there and listened to the shower, I rubbed is dribbling from my pee-hole over their red, with it. So this time I send you four pictures, advantages of being a woman is that if my legs together so my pussy lips rubbed. It you’re not too tall, you can easily fit chil- swollen surfaces. I don’t know how to make it felt really wet and I could hear sloshing nois- and I include the story that belongs with stop, it just keeps coming out. My pussy is es. I guess he could hear them too when he them. It’s not a connecting story. It’s more dren’s clothes. That was the case with Ella. We found a nice looking t-shirt that would splattered with cum, and it’s wide open. It got out of the shower, because he came something for a photo book. must look wide enough look great on a girl of fifteen. It was baby back in and rolled me to slip a fist in right now blue. So she changed into that shirt where over, still tied down so The first two pictures (Editor’s Note: See - I can tell because the everyone could see her. my arms were crossed. page 23 for the first picture of Susan.) were whole surface of the He didn’t even spread taken during our holiday. We went to the In the picture shown in the centre below, inside of my pussy is my legs, he just forced USA for a week and visited some very good this is what she actually wore while walking explosively sensitive. I his cock between my friends of ours. We had a great time during through the shop. Too bad we did not have can even feel trickles of soft thighs, ramming it our stay, and afterwards we flew to Egypt, so our camera with us at that time, because the my own pee falling up until it was as deep my husband could indulge himself in a div- audience all of a sudden suffered from mas- inside it! inside my pussy as it ing adventure. sive vocal failure.
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He was too smart for that, and when the Dear Wet Set, until I began to tingle deep inside. As I started cum started to rise in his cock, he gripped the to orgasm, I resolved to send my pictures to base and moved over my pussy. He pushed y name is Marilyn, and when my Wet Set for Nicolas, but to write a letter my thighs open roughly and stared at the invit- boyfriend Nicolas suggested tak- addressed to other girls like me! ing wet mouth between my legs. He described Ming some pictures of our private it for me, then reached for the camera, and fun and sending them to a porn magazine, I When it came round to taking the pictures zoomed into my cum-filled hole while he was pretty shocked, and to tell the truth, a bit though, I ended up only letting Nicolas taking stroked his nearly-bursting cock with his other angry. You see, up until then, I had never read pictures of me wetting in the kitchen. I wasn’t hand. He wanked himself so the head of his Wet Set Magazine, and I guess the only con- able to explain it well, but nappies are such a cock kept hitting the soft mouth of my pussy. text I could see anyone publishing the images comfort, and a private means of making With all my strength I struggled against my of me playing my special wet games, or wear- myself feel protected and safe, I somehow felt bonds, trying to get my pussy impaled on his ing a diaper as I like to do, would be in terms weird about sharing them. I guess Nicolas cock, but he was not doing this for my plea- of making fun of me, or calling me a freak of didn’t understand because he gets to see me sure, he was filming himself cumming in my some sort. Nicolas was pretty smart, he actu- in diapers, but that is more a reflection on half-filled hole. He wanted to watch his spurt- ally let the issue drop, but conveniently left a how comfortable I feel with him. We’ve been ing cock give up its precious load right into pile of Wet Set issues out on the coffee table dating for almost three years now. the hungry mouth of my pussy, coating the for me to ‘find’ the next day. walls with slippery cum because he had My wetting on the other hand is about another wicked thought in his mind for later. When I found them, I was actually wear- being naughty ing a cloth nappy. I often wear nappies and and provoca- The knowledge that he was filming my wet suck my thumb when I am feeling pressure tive. It was how I cum-filled hole made up for the sublime sen- and having problems in my ordinary life, so I sort of told sation of being completely encased by my had put one on because of the fight I’d had Nicolas about hungry cunt, so it wasn’t long before he with Nicolas the night before (over the idea of my private stuff, “NAPPIES ARE A GREAT ESCAPE FOR ME, BACK TO IDYLLIC TIMES...” added to the two full loads of cum that were the photos). Nappies are a great escape for I just ‘accident- already inside me. I could feel a certain hot me, back to idyllic times when I didn’t have a ly’ wet myself P281 fullness, and now the very sensitive mouth of care in the world. I sat on the couch in my while he was my pussy tingled insanely. He made me clean nappy, and I started flicking through the mag- with me, and being the kind of guy he is, he his cock with my mouth, and with my eyes I azines. At first I was only looking at the pic- went out of his way to make sure I knew it did- begged him to put me out of my misery, even tures, but after a few pages, I started reading n’t change how he saw me. It was a slow road going so far as to rub my soft breasts on any the letters that went with them. I was absolute- to get to where we are now, but these days he part of his body I could reach without disturb- ly amazed about how many women there are might pull out a pair of panties from my draw- ing the angle of my cum-filled hole. out there who do like the same things I do! er, and ask me to wet them. He’s even laid P281 underneath me while I’m wetting, ostensively After reading a few letters from other girls, To reward me for being such a good hole his warm cum tickled in new places. He had so he could see the stain best, but I just think he put a video on, before raising my legs up I was hooked, and I sat there for hours, total- he wanted me to pee on him! left the video camera so it was focussed ly mesmerised. I barely even noticed the pres- over my head and securing them to the bed directly on my hole which was oozing cum. head. The pillow helped me balance, and sure in my bladder building up, and when I The process of taking these photos was between my erect nipples and soft breasts, I Pretty soon I had to pee, but I decided to did, there was no question of going to the toi- very sexy. Nicolas was pretending to be a could see snippets of images he had collect- hold on so I could explode all over him the let, I just gently let go in my nappy while I porn producer, and it made me feel very sexy. ed. They marked his pleasures directly, and I next time he was inside me... looked at picture of girls wetting in their nap- We had great sex afterwards, right there in the saw many pee-spurting pussies, wide-open pies. It was a very erotic feeling, the warm pee kitchen, and I am looking forward to seeing holes, cocks thrusting into gushing pussies, Love ‘Your Piss-Slut’, AUSTRALIA. soaking into the cloth pressed tightly between his cock respond to me being in Wet Set! I’m and lots of pussies being pissed on. Tied as I my legs. The cloth held the warmth close to excited too, and I’m especially excited about was, there was nothing I could do except Want more? See page 58 for my excited pussy, and soon I was adding to other girls like me hearing my story. watch, and ripple the muscles in my pussy so the overwhelming sensation of discovering I the rest of Your Piss-Slut’s tale. was not alone, by rocking in my wet nappy XX Marilyn, Perth, AUSTRALIA.
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P289 FACT & cerned with her walk then her troubles, and you?” She explained that she would be dri- FACT & just concerned with her troubles as they relat- ving around town for a year or so inspecting ed to her walk. She was still dressed as from a few projects and going to meetings to work, a tan outfit. I had seen it once before review them. Not any real travel, but in the car Fantasy:Fantasy: during an after-work dinner date. I noticed for long periods of time. I asked why she was again that it was really a one-piece outfit, but- against that, for it sounded like a dream job toned up the front but with a fake jacket to me without much supervision. She then appearance to the top. What would be a skirt explained that on some days she would have then, although still looking skirtish, was really to drive either with her boss, or with one of the Scared to Ask shorts still attached. The idea of such an out- salesmen, giving them tours of progress. By Charles J. Purtin (USA) fit has always driven me wild, although I don’t think I have ever verbalized this to anyone. I still did not understand, and pushed. Partially because times aren’t good right now I laced the mochas at counter with a bit and getting a replacement job probably isn’t had an experience that I thought worth about how she was able to be more for her, and pondered about the hug that easy. She wouldn’t say much more than telling, and being a fan of your maga- creative and how she enjoyed drawing and and when I should give it. After a few sips and that she didn’t want that position and she Izine, I’m sure it’s the best place to tell it. figuring. Of coarse, my degree is the same a few moments of standing she started talking. seemed more irritated the more I asked. While I’ve found that it’s a rare day indeed that any- and I tend to put a heroic and probably arro- She explained with a gulp between each cou- I’m conversing, I notice that she is keeping her one man or woman ever expresses their deep- gant slant on it. It seemed that she enjoyed my ple of words that they had offered her anoth- hands between her legs. She is also going er thoughts, especially their fears. The other stories also. It’s now been about six years er position on Monday, she had promptly back and forth with her facial expressions night I found myself being with a friend when since graduation and it’s been nice I think for turned it down on Tuesday. They fired her on from a staring, angry look to a pouting, afraid she felt the need to finally bare her soul to me. both of us, being able to keep a friendship Friday. Friday being the day her company look. It occurs to me that she is really ques- usually fires people, evidently giving them the tioning which she should be feeling. I pulled I have known Joy for a few years, her real Last Friday, I came home, checked the weekend to cool down. into the parking lot for the lake where there first name is actually Velvet after her father’s machine. She had already left a message: are picnic benches and bike paths and a pier favorite drink, but she goes by Joy. Joy has “Chuck, I was fired and really need to get “It’s hard to believe that they could even for overlooking. She got out of the car quite been my favorite weekend date now and then drunk, come and get me.” I called her back survive without you,” was my response, and I quickly and walked towards the pier. I fol- since college. When neither of us have other and said I was coming by. I was quick, but I continued, “maybe it’s just temporary?” Her lowed and when we both arrived I decided to companions I will take her out for an evening still stopped off at the liquor store for some eyes went teary again and she shook her head ask further while admiring her figure and Irish Cream. I also swung by the Starbuck’s including a restaurant and dancing, or maybe slightly with eyes closed and I noticed she grace as she was gazing down at the water. renting a video. I never have slept with her coffee for two large latte mochas, being that it rubbed her lower stomach with her right hand though she is beautiful. had been a long day for me, and I saw no and then her hips nervously with both while “We are friends, true friends really, aren’t alternative if I was going to be of any use. breathing out in a puff. we Joy?” She looked briefly at me and nod- A little more background on Joy is neces- ded with a quick ‘yes’, but a look of ‘so what’. I pulled up, and walked up to her apart- sary to understand the meaning of the experi- “They said I spend too much time on I continued: “You should be able to share ment and rung her bell. No waiting, it ence I’m about to describe. I met her while at breaks! All this time no complaints, and the your fears as well as your angers with friends University. We studied and exchanged home- seemed, she opened the door almost imme- new position offered, and I spend too much especially with good friends. Sometimes by work for the last year before graduating. She diately. Her face was still showing remarks time on breaks?” Her face actually turned red sharing fears they disappear.” mostly had my attention because of her body from tears on her cheeks. With a sigh she as she spoke. She then followed with: “Let’s that is sweet to gaze upon and almost angel- whispered: “ I think this has been the worst go out, let’s go for a drive or go dancing or “It’s a little late now,” she chimed, “I ic face, but she is generally smart and witty day of my life.” I responded cheerfully: “Joy, something.” I was ok with that so with the Irish already am fired.” I countered: “Joy, what is it. also. I am being serious when I say this, she today will only be a footnote, everything will Cream for her, and me being reasonably I can see something is wrong!” could have been a model had she not been be fine.” The footnote comment is part of a sober we went for a drive. Actually I didn’t feel so modest about her body and not so intent joke I would often say to her, meaning that the up to dancing so I thought a drive in the coun- “Look Chuck, I would of never lasted any- on being intelligent. Dark hair, dark eyes, and problem today at most will be referenced in try maybe to a lake I knew of would be a bet- way.” My reply was rapid: “Why not, you’re light skin - she is a goddess and it feels almost the book, and that it’s probably not as big a ter idea. In the car I pursued her layoff after a smart and cunning and astonishingly beautiful like a dream to watch her problem as one might think. few words of how she is bound to find some- and witty.” Facing me she looked me right in thing else right away. There was something the eye, and said: “You’re my friend and you Joy found a job right out of college and it She didn’t respond, but let me in. Her walk odd about her story and I finally hit it. want to deal with my fears and angers then.” seemed as though she enjoyed it. Her degree was still as graceful as ever and yes I confess was in engineering and she talked to me often my eyes and heart were quickly more con- “What was the other position they offered “Yes, Joy the honor would be mine, hell I
34 35 FACT & Fantasy continued on page 38... ““MMyy EExx--GGiirrllffrriieenndd PPeeeedd oonn mmyy CCoouucchh!!””
Julie’s new boyfriend Graham, recently took these photos of her peeing on her ex-boyfriend’s couch. They let themselves into her ex-boyfriend’s flat when he wasn't there, helped themselves EE to the contents of his refrigerator, II and then she continued to pee on LL his couch while watching his tele- vision! Julie’s ex-boyfriend is cer- UU tainly in for a huge, wet surprise! JJ C62 36 37 FACT & Fantasy continued from page 35... SHE KEPT BOTH TOUCHING HER INNER THIGH AND PULLING AT HER WET PATCH!
adore you, and adore you as a friend. There once had where I was losing my virginity on friends, and I am glad you have shared your is nothing you could share that would bother the bow of the Titanic while it was just setting fear with me. I wish you hadn’t lost your job me in any way, I’m sure of it.” She followed, off on its voyage. There is confusion, and over it though. I think I can help you.” She with: “If I share my fears with you, I’ll hate you questioning about what priorities one should responded with: “You want to help but you if don’t still adore me.” keep. It seemed as though she focused on fin- can’t, I don’t have the nerve. I have never ishing, on peeing the very last drop she had been able to excuse myself from meetings, or “Joy,” I replied with a laugh and a huff , “I held. Her eyes closed, and it seemed as if she class even. I have always been careful, but I’m adore you and that can’t be changed.” She stopped breathing while the releases came in shy and embarrassed even if I hide it well.” looked at me with those eyes of anger, and ebbs and flows, each smaller then the last. then again with that other face, pouting and Finally, a cessation, and she opened her eyes, “I’m taking you to my place, and I want to shameful. It then appeared almost as if she still pouting. show you something.” I replied. Then I was going to fall, her legs buckling. But it was- grabbed her arm and started leading. She n’t really that - she put her knees together, “Charles,” she said, “do you hate me? Are asked about what, and even started crying then bending at the back she put her hands you ashamed of me? Because I hate myself again in the car. She was full of apologies and on her knees. She was now looking down at right now.” asked again if I forgave her, and exclaimed her feet, then back up to me still pouting. how she valued having me as a friend. She “Joy, I do not hate you, or feel any shame cried how she didn’t want to lose me as a P285 I really should have been more aware of for being around you, you’re a damned god- friend. what was happening, but with her emotions I dess.” I exclaimed, “I am worried for you “But what about.” And she paused. didn’t predict it and especially from her. She though. What’s going on? Tell me, what is this I smiled at all of this, and gave her the had always been a rather conservative girl, about? You’re not sick I don’t think?” I fol- normal answers and responses to these “What about who?” She looked briefly at with an iron bladder. But, I guess in my lower lowed that line by feeling her forehead, then things. I pulled into my garage, allowing the me, and replied with: “Never mind.” I brought periphery I caught the glimmer. I was worried, said: “So this must be about something?” door to close before getting out and helping her a towel as she briefed my collection of and then at the same time I must share I was her, for I wanted to be sure she wasn’t embar- your magazines. She went back and forth almost immediately erect and tingly. I put my “Charles, it’s... it’s... just that I’ve been rassed by the neighbors, who tend to be over- grabbing one at a time. She seemed happy, hands on her shoulder and said: “Tell me scared. What if this had happened with my ly friendly. I had to lead her in, and to the and she was a sight to behold. Her shorts, you’re ok.” boss, or with one of the co-workers, while dri- library grabbing one hand while she kept both sticking, and her hand pulling at them every ving? They want me to spend the whole day touching her inner thigh and then pulling at time she got up. Yet, she managed to do this “I’m fine,” she replied in a sullen voice, with them sometimes. I know this is weird, but, her wet patch with her other hand. I grabbed with the same grace and wit I was used to. She “but I’m peeing my pants.” Well since she what if I can’t hold it, it would be too embar- the latest issue of Wet Set from my shelf, then gave me a half-cocked smile once for she announced it to me, and I didn’t know what rassing.” It finally hit me, me of all people. She dragged her to my desk, and sat her down on noticed I was watching. She had a few more else to do, I felt obliged to watch the rest with had always been so smart and seemed bold, my desk chair. She protested some, about still her as she peed herself. Her skirt section was even if conservative. This whole time though drinks, and then I took her home. Never had being wet and not wanting to ruin things. I I realized this before, but I think she wanted to glistening and the puddles were forming on she was scared, phobic even. She had always have kept a small but neat house. But when I go home just because she had to pee, and the planks of the pier - only small puddles been careful looking back. She would usually plopped your magazine right in front of her, didn’t want to ask. She motioned at her stom- since much was flowing between the planks. It go before we left, and usually go before we and then opened it, her eyes opened wide. flowed in moving lines below her knees, that left where we had arrived. Her excuse was to ach and inner thighs again, and then said she seemed to be where the streams decided to powder, and I knew that was code. But she “Joy,” I said as she flipped the pages, was tired. As I drove her home, she seemed to pivot and wave from, for the pee spread from had never used it at my place, or never in the “many people are worried about peeing, leave contemplative, yet at peace and happy. that point and sometimes kept against her skin car while going somewhere. The thought of many people are turned on by it, everybody as if to cuddle her there as I wanted to and being held in a car terrified her. She preferred feels the tension.” She looked briefly at me, She got a call the following Wednesday sometimes it kept straight towards the ground being fired over that. Wet Set, I don’t think I and said: “You weren’t ashamed of me then. from her previous employer, asking if she ignoring her presence and waving at me. could have imagined this up if I had wanted You were...” and then she smiled and would consider interviewing for that job after to, but damned if it didn’t occur to me that I blushed, and said: “That’s weird.” all. She called again on Friday to say she took I was silent and she was silent, both of us had your magazines hidden away at home. it, with a raise, and that she is not so nervous. looking down. The feeling at a moment like “Joy, nobody could be ashamed of you, if She said: “Well, actually I’m not so nervous that, when it seems the universe has opened “Joy, I could never be ashamed of you, anybody ever says or said they were, they were about the idea of peeing my pants, but I’m still up, is indescribable. It’s much like a dream I your one of my best and most respected lying. They were covering for themselves.” scared to admit when I have to go.” WS
38 39 FACT & Fantasy continued on page 50... P281 Read Marilyn’s Letter on Page 31 ... needed a wee. It dawned on Katy that she Suddenly, she felt a warm, sticky sen- CONTENT! POOPING CONTAIN PAGES WARNING - THESE was going to do a poo in her pants. sation around her bottom, and she knew Katy’s Journey Home disaster was about to strike. She was “Wh..what do you want?” Katy whispered. doing it in her pants! She could feel a By Skyblue, (USA). She just wanted to get out of there. Maybe the huge pressure in her bowels, and it hurt awful feeling in her tummy would subside if all too much to keep it all in. She was pooing soft, wet cotton between her legs. And this was over quickly. The guy laughed, but he her pants right in front of these guys! As above all, that wonderful secret feeling - looked nasty. she gave in, she felt her knickers balloon she was weeing her pants, and nobody knew! outwards, and then fall back, hanging between her legs. It was pouring out, a Katy had drunk two cups of tea half an semi-solid gush of poo, filling the seat of aty finished work late hour ago. By the time she got home, she’d be her knickers and working its way up front. that day, so she was in dying for a wee, and she could settle down - By this time, the guys had grabbed her a hurry to get home. She did- K if that was the right word for wriggling about bag. Hampered by the mess in her pants, n’t want to get home to set the video, or cook in agony, having a slow but inevitable acci- something to eat, or go out and meet friends. Katy made a half-hearted lunge towards dent in her knickers - for a good time. As she them and gave up. One of them looked Katy wanted to go home and wet her pants. put her coat on to go home, she made sure Actually, she’d wanted to do it today, sitting at her strangely, sniffed the air, and then she didn’t need to wee yet. She loved feeling they were off. on the toilet at work, and she’d brought along desperate, but only at the right time, in the a spare pair of knickers in her handbag, ready right place. And anyway, her knickers felt Katy just stood there forlornly in her to change into once the ones she was wear- damp and slightly stiff between her legs, pooed pants, not knowing what to do. ing had dried and started to smell of wee. SHE where she’d done little wees all day, and that She was trembling, completely shaken by liked that smell, but she wasn’t sure anybody felt good enough for now. this turn of events. She was a mass of else would appreciate it! In an ideal world, mixed emotions. Frightened, but relieved once her knickers were dry, she’d have wet Katy put her ticket through the machine them again, and maybe again, and gone that she was essentially unhurt. Angry- and stood on the escalator down to her plat- she’d just lost all her money- but patheti- home and admired the overlapping yellow- form. The rush hour was over, and it was brown stains on the seat of her once pure- cally glad they hadn’t got her travel-card, quiet. A few people were coming up, a few which she’d put in her coat pocket. At white pants. But there had been no opportu- people were going down on her escalator, nity to wet herself today. Too much sitting least she could get home. Well, sort of. and she relaxed and lapsed into thought. She She was in a dreadful mess. She could down, and she really didn’t want the wetness was still lost in thought as she walked through in her knickers soaking through her skirt. “I like to leave a warm feel her poo settling inside her knickers. It the labyrinth of connecting tunnels, on her load in my panties for felt very soft, and she was terrified it was Actually, she had done a bit. If Katy had way to her platform. She didn’t notice the two going to start coming out of the leg- somehow entered a parallel universe where guys until it was too late. With a gasp of as long as possible, so bands. She wasn’t sure how much she’d office knicker-inspections were the norm, she shock, she was suddenly aware of a man I usually poop in pri- done, and she reached round and felt the would be one very embarrassed Katykins by standing in front of her. Except for the echo of back of her skirt tentatively. It felt like now! When she’d put them on this morning, her gasp, all was silent. She looked round, vate,” says Alyson. warm pudding. Not good. The only good they were white. Sweet, sensible, big white about to scream or call for help. Her stomach thing was that her knickers, being of the knickers. Rather childish-looking, really, but churned as she saw the second guy, standing “Give us that,” he said, pointing to her sensible variety, had nice strong leg- then Katy was in touch with her inner child silently behind her. handbag. Trembling, Katy started to take the bands. Maybe they’d hold it until she got perhaps more than she’d care to admit to strap off her shoulder. Impatiently, he leant back home. anyone in the office. She liked the way she Katy realised she was in big trouble. Her forward to grab the handbag. Frightened by looked in her high-waisted knickers, and she legs began to tremble, and her heart sudden- the sudden movement, she felt a sharp spasm She took a few tentative steps. Her liked even more the way she looked when ly started to beat a thousand times a minute. in her lower belly. Knowing what was about to knickers felt really strange, drooping she’d done a wee in them. Today, given the What did these guys want? She turned happen, Katy had the presence of mind to slightly, and wobbling with every step she circumstances, she hadn’t exactly done what unsteadily back to the guy facing her. She felt squeeze her bum-cheeks together. She didn’t took. She had the surreal thought that she she would call a wee in them - not the whole a cold sensation in her tummy, a sort of care how silly she might look - she really did- should go back upstairs and report the lot- but she’d definitely leaked. Little squirts spreading numbness and panic. She sudden- n’t want to poo her pants. The guy behind her crime, but she couldn’t do that, not in the and trickles throughout the day, just enough ly realised she needed to go to the toilet very shoved her, trying to get her off-balance, and state she was in. Her whole being was to keep her warm, and the lovely feeling of badly. Very badly indeed. But not because she Katy was forced to change position. now concentrated on getting back home
42 43 WARNING - THESE PAGES CONTAIN POOPING CONTENT! “I feel sexy with full sexy “I feel panties, so I usually Katy was dreading having to get off at having to get Katy was dreading wear lingerie or mesh pleasure” Sylvia. says panties to enhance my would make up and down the carriage and down make up would sat If she just giveaway. be a dead would be she’d filthy knickers, here in her quietly did her bladder ache! OK. But boy would She had no idea what her stop. There was she stood up. happen when eased her- to find out. She only one way seat. It didn’t mat- self gingerly out of her 45 and ended with me with stomach pains with stomach “The day started“The day out to poop,” Kumi. says running onto the roof She’d been numbed with shock by every- high waistband of her knickers at the back. It high waistband of her knickers at the back. and was also pushed forward, over her pussy a further up. She felt like she was sitting on tick- soft, sliding cushion, little bubbles of air ling her as the poo was mashed into the once was clean white cotton. She just knew her skirt of in a terrible mess. She stank. With every jolt little, the train, she involuntarily slid around a And slowly messing her pants up even further. she really needed a wee! thing that had happened, and it had brought on the need to wee much earlier than she’d wet anticipated. Katy was determined not to too her pants on the train. That would be just awful. She had an idea that as long as no- one got on and sat next to her, she just might be able to get away with this. But a puddle of wee round her feet, and the snaking trail it She concentrated on walking normally. on walking She concentrated the platform. Katy The train pulled into The moment her bottom made contact Her knickers squelched against her bottom, squelched against Her knickers was now drooping. The person clinging then (it was a she) her, and now she parallel with poor Katykins, her. Too late for was past she couldn’t started something though. She’d the top of the stairs, she stop. As she reached a train approaching. A heard the sound of and forlornly down lump of poo rolled stickily on the train, or should her leg. Should she get get rid of her filthy pants she somehow try and She looked up on the platform somewhere? were too many peo- and down quickly. There of them would be getting ple around - not all she just needed to on her train. She decided get home. observer, a pretty stood there, to the casual mark girl in a shortish skirt, with a funny brown on one of her legs. In reality, Katy had com- pletely shat her pants, and the observer would of have been absolutely shocked by the state the her underwear. She desperately hoped have carriage would be empty. She didn’t she much choice as to which carriage, as the wasn’t in a fit state to be running down length of the platform looking for a suitable only one. As luck would have it, there were about five people in the carriage which even- five tually stopped in front of her. That was people too many for Katy’s liking, but it would start- have to do. She could feel her knickers of ing to give up the struggle. The first lump poo that had escaped had made a pathway for the next one, and she could feel it slowly train, sliding down her leg. As she got on the of to she did the only thing she could think prevent it all coming out of her knickers, down her legs and onto the floor. She sat down. to with the seat, Katy’s knickers seemed the explode. She tried to sit down slowly, but lurching of the train as it moved off made this impossible. She sat down heavily, and felt her mess being squeezed like a tube of tooth- paste. She could feel it oozing up towards the please God don’t let them smell anything - or, smell anything let them God don’t please on her legs! anything still, notice worse 44 into my knickers and knickers into my see my poop squish- see my ing forwards towards ing forwards my pussy”my Clare. says Just at that moment she heard footsteps “It turns me on to peek approaching. Her first reaction was fear. Not approaching. Her first reaction was fear. surprising after what she’d just been through. And her second reaction was panic. She’d stop have to walk normally! She couldn’t even in and pretend to be looking for something her handbag, waiting for them to pass - she’d just had her handbag stolen! As the footsteps approached, Katy reluctantly began climbing was the stairs as normally as she could. This mess awful! The first step she took, she felt her it squeezing out of her knickers. At first, seemed to come out of her crotch and smear of on her inner thighs, where she could sort by spread it around and distribute it evenly steps rubbing her legs together, but the more she took, the more she could feel it slowly beginning to squeeze out of her knickers and roll down the backs of her thighs. Whoever it was, was coming up behind her now. Please, without drawing attention to herself. As she to herself. attention drawing without her plat- up to stairs leading the approached If her was the test. that this Katy knew form, might be OK. everything in, she knickers held up the stairs decided to try walking If not... She sideways. She and almost straddle-legged her skirt would just walked straight, knew if she would squirt the bulge, and poo press on so she No-one was around, everywhere. mess in her pants wob- began climbing. The everything held firm. bled dangerously, but ter now if people thought she was acting trouble. She was going to wee her knickers. Dear Wet Set, the toilet, but his hands were everywhere. CONTENT! POOPING CONTAIN PAGES WARNING - THESE strangely - she would be gone in a few sec- She really was - any second now. He spun me so I faced the car, and anoth- onds. But that few seconds seemed to last a ’m writing this letter because telling er loud fart escaped. I could feel the head lifetime. Her knickers clung to her, plastered Suddenly, on the corner of her road, Katy embarrassingly true stories to people of his cock pressing into my arse cheeks, over her cute bottom- but so did her skirt! She lost control. She hadn’t been able to bring Iwho will probably masturbate while and the head of the poo bearing down dreaded to think what the back of it looked herself to squeeze her legs together, and she reading them makes me feel very dirty. And hard on my arsehole. the dirtier I feel, the sexier I feel. I guess that's like, but at least it was red tartan, and the paid the price for it. There, in full view of the HE neighbours, she completely wet her pants. what made me open to trying pooping. I The poo started to come out, and I stains would be camouflaged. Her skirt felt mean it's not my main turn-on by any stretch moaned as I felt it stretch me wide. He cold, damp and sticky against her legs, but at That might have been bad enough, but of of the imagination, but it's certainly only done squished the head of my poo with his fin- least nothing was going down her legs. course the neighbours (if they were watching) didn’t know that she had already disgraced by very dirty girls, and I love being a dirty girl. gers, grinding it into my flimsy panties. In Everything was up the back or up the front my ear he whispered: ‘You are a filthy slut, now. But she really wanted a wee, and herself once that evening. That’s why they would have been mystified by her actions. I was in the car at the time, and it was and if you can’t keep your poo inside, I’ll although under normal circumstances she totally spontaneous - no eating certain foods, Instead of squatting down or standing strad- put it back there with my cock.’ Through would have squeezed her thighs together to or wearing certain panties. My boyfriend and dle-legged, Katy, acutely aware of what would my messy panties I could feel the large control herself, Katy couldn’t bring herself to I were on the way home from a party, and all come pouring down her legs, suddenly head of his cock right up against my open do that - not with all that poo in her pants. of a sudden an overwhelming urge to poop bunched up her skirt tightly around her, and, arsehole, blocking the remaining poo came over me. I was driving and I needed to half standing, half crouching, proceeded to from coming out. I could feel him pushing RAMMEDOnce again, thankfully, the station was hunch over from the pain of the cramping. I my dirty panties filled with poo up into my wee herself like that. Her accident seemed to almost deserted. Katy felt able to waddle had tears in my eyes (genuine) and I started go on for ages. arse, and I felt so filthy. My cunt was so rather than walk properly. Underneath her waffling aloud... I was talking about needing wet it was pouring, and the pressure from skirt, she’d made the biggest mess she’d ever To begin with, there was a delayed reac- to go, feeling my arsehole filling up with a full his cock made my panties tighten up nice- made in her life, and she wanted to keep that tion as the wee tried to find a way out, but, as load, and wondering aloud where I could pull ly over my swollen clit and shaved mound. mess away from her skin. It was a futile ges- before, it inevitably did. Only now, instead of up to relieve myself. My boyfriend started get- I started rocking into his thrusting motion. ture, but when you’ve had a huge accident in the leakage being confined to her crotch, it ting into it, and playing Devil's advocate. I'd He reached around to my cunt, and your pants, it’s not easy to think logically! She was pouring through the seat of her knickers, see a laneway, and say: ‘I'm going to stop’, and he'd say something like: ‘But look at all covered his fingers in my moistness, lath- negotiated the escalator successfully, but as right through all the mess, and into her those people - they'll be able to see you!' ering it over his cock before pulling my she exited the station for her final, short walk bunched-up skirt. But at least, thought poor dirty panties to the side. As he removed home, the relief of being near to safety made Katy, it’s not going down my legs. She almost her concentration lapse momentarily. Katy did MY The drama of our sexy game of words dis- pressure from my arsehole, more poo didn’t care how she looked, or what was hap- tracted me a little from my painful need, but it squelched wetly into my panties, some a little wee in her knickers. And then another. pening in her knickers, the relief was so great, She needed to go so badly! Late though it wasn't long before the pressure in my gut even fell to the ground, but all he did was but the truth was, she was in a terrible mess. made me need to let out a bit of wind. I was, it was summer, and it was still relatively grunt while he forced his cock into my When she had at last stopped wetting herself, wound down the window as I let the first of a light. She knew she had a brown mark on her arse. Impossibly, my hole stretched even she relaxed her grip on her skirt. It flopped series of short, sharp farts loose. My boyfriend leg, and she didn’t know about her skirt, but wider to accommodate him, and I could wetly away from her, and with it, the whole of made some crack about gay men wishing she knew that if she wet her pants, that would feel him ramming into the soft poo what she’d just done in her pants. It had all they could fart like that, wanting a tight, little remaining in my arse. My tits slammed be the end. Everything would come cascading been for nothing! Her legs were covered in arsehole like mine. I didn't find it funny, but I into the car again and again before he down her legs, and everyone in her neigh- pee and poo - it was completely obvious what could see out of the corner of my eye, that finally hosed me out with hot spurts of bourhood would know that she’d done it in had happened. thinking about my tight, little arsehole was come. Needless to say, I didn't need to her pants. But it hurt so badly! She really, real- makingDIRTY his pants bulge considerably. poop when he'd finished because it had ly needed a wee! There was nothing for it except to walk the all been forced back up inside... all of it last few yards as naturally as possible. As she ‘Give me the car mat,' I demanded, think- except the pile between my feet. After As Katy neared home, it all began to go approached her front door, Katy realised, with ing that it was rubber-backed and it would cleaning up, I had a very sore time on the wrong. Her shitty knickers, weighed down with dawning horror, that her keys were in her save the seat from the worst of it. He didn't toilet getting the rest of the poo out of my the mass of poo in them, had started to slip handbag! One broken window, a cup of tea comply. He told me I could hold on, we were poor assaulted arsehole, but the orgasm I down. She kept losing control of her bladder, and a long hot shower later, Katy finally felt only a few minutes from home. He was had up against the car as he rammed my just slightly, and squirting wee into her pants, calm enough to begin to take some pleasure almost right. I got the car home, I pulled up dirty poo-hole made it all worthwhile. and she could feel it trying to find a way out - in the sensations she had experienced that into our driveway, and leapt out. He beat me and succeeding. Her inner thighs were very day... but the embarrassment was going to to it, pushing me back against the car. I tried Lily, Sydney AUSTRALIA. messy indeed. Once again, she was inPOO-HOLE big take a long time to fade completely! WS to sound cross as I struggled to get inside to 46 47 Adult Baby Billie, is as cute as a button. Her very proud boyfriend Brian sent in these photos of her from his (adult) baby ‘brag’ book. He writes: “Billie loves being an Adult Baby Girl, and I love looking after her. She’s so cute when she’s curled up in bed, hugging her favourite stuffed elephant, and wear- ing her diapers and plastic pants.” We agree completely!
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That means you LIKE...” Fiona grinned and Mellow in the afterglow, Abby looked nodded as she interrupted Abby by saying: over at Fiona and murmured softly: “I had Abbi & Fiona “Wearing nappies? Of course. Let your pee no idea anything like that was possible.” go; then you’ll understand!” Fiona wore only her thick over night nappies By Diaperlock, (CANADA). and a pair of frosty plastic panties. Her nip- Fiona’s revelation had distracted Abby. ples were still hard when she said: “I have to When her bladder next tried to release it suc- admit, I’m addicted to it.” Abby sighed, “It Read the first part of this ceeded. She heard herself moan as she felt a just isn’t fair! You get to go around the story in Issue #38 (page 58) gush of pee escape from her pussy. Half a house wearing nappies all day - and with second later she felt a blossom of hot wet them in full view, I might add, while I have to keep this a secret. What would Mom say if pee explode over her sex at the same time she saw me right now?” bby knew it was the enjoying this, aren’t you?” She teased softly she heard the sound of her water streaming moment of truth. Her fingers flew to as she pulled the panty into position over into her waiting nappies. She was transfixed the button on the front of her denim Abby’s bulging nappies. Abby nodded. She Fiona’s eyes met Abby’s as she said: A by sensation as her mind mapped the satu- shorts. Seconds later her clothing was on the was lost in sensations. Fiona said, “I’ve “You never know. She might be more open- floor and she was standing naked in front of been watching you. Your eyes have been ration of her thick nappies - over her pussy at minded than you think. My mother knows I the nappies. Fiona put her arm around her: glued to my nappies and plastic panties first and then trickling down between her legs have fun in my nappies. She says she’d “Just relax cousin. You’ve been staring at my since I got here. Now you have a set of your before being absorbed by the material that rather have me in nappies than sleeping with boys.” As she fell asleep with her wet nappies nappies since I got here. It’s time you had a own. Do you like them?” covered her bottom, the sense of wetness set of your own. Just lie down and let me creeping upward along her bottom. still gently caressing her nether lips, Abby take care of you.” “I love them,” Abby purred. Fiona patted thought about what Fiona had said but she the over-stuffed crotch of Abby’s plastic Abby couldn’t stop the flood. She felt still couldn’t imagine how she could ever tell Abby glanced at the open bedroom panty and said: “Good! If you think they feel completely helpless as she glanced at Fiona her mother that she wanted to wear nappies. door. It was late enough that her mother was to see her smiling. Abby didn’t have to ask nice now just wait until you wet them!” The next day Abby was burning with envy very likely already in bed. She took a deep any more questions. She knew why Fiona Abby’s eyes opened wide: “Oh, I’m not sure as she watched Fiona move around the breath and got onto Fiona’s bed, settling her I can do that!” Fiona patted Abby’s plastic had continued to wear nappies even after house and pool wearing nothing over her bottom onto the thick, soft, warm cloth nap- panty again: “Suit yourself but you’ll be she had regained control of her bladder: the smooth, taut plastic panties. That night, as pies. Abby’s face felt hot as she watched missing something pretty special if you keep proof was inside her plastic panty. After soon as she heard her mother’s door close, Fiona sprinkle baby powder over her pubis. dry!” Abby had calmed a little, Fiona said: “Now she begged Fiona to put nappies on her. A Fiona rubbed it in slowly and carefully, pre- for the best part. Lie down and then clench few big drinks later Abby flooded her nap- tending not to notice how Abby’s nether lips Fiona went to the kitchen to get a couple your thighs together.” pies. Comforted by multiple orgasms, she of beers. In the few moments she was alone were swelling, how a deep blush had spread drifted off to sleep happily. across her face chest. Abby knew that the feelings from being in Abby was puzzled but she did as Fiona nappies were everything she had hoped and had suggested. She flexed her thighs and felt “If you like wearing nappies, I’ll shave more. She felt as if some great need had you between the legs, “ Fiona said softly, a blossom of pleasure when the wet nappy been suddenly and completely fulfilled. But caressed her labia and clitoris with upward “nappies feel so much nicer against bare at the same time, she wondered what her stroke. Abby looked over at Fiona as her lips down there.” Abby was in dreamland as mother would say if she found out about all cheeks burned with surprise, embarrassment she felt Fiona pull the thick nappies up this. Three beers and more than an hour between her legs and over her sex. She felt passed. Abby had been holding her pee and arousal. Fiona smiled as she lay down wrapped in softness when Fiona pulled the back but she knew she couldn’t do it much on her own bed. Abby quickly lost herself in ends of the nappies together and pinned longer. Fiona saw her squirming and said: pleasure as she made her wet nappy stroke them snugly around Abby’s waist. Almost “Why don’t you just let it go?” her pussy. Her sex juices soon made the wet immediately she felt the soft cloth caress her cotton over her pussy slick. She climaxed sex, aided by the talc. The sweet fragrance “That’s easy for you to say,” Abby gasped, with three full body shudders while colours soothed away the last of her anxieties. “you’re wetting all the time because you can’t burst in her mind. help it.” There was a twinkle in Fiona’s eyes as Fiona was smiling as she slipped a pair she said: “Well, to tell the truth...” Meet Adam (our diapered of pink plastic panties over Abby’s feet and Reader Profile) in Issue #40! began to ease them up her legs: “You ‘re “You mean you CAN control your pee?
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s whole time together. So I guess that while I hope that one day I will feel comfortable I enough to either excuse myself from a s
s phone call to him so I can pee, or to pee
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u that relaxed with him yet. g ave you ever had one of those So there I was on my couch, bouncing I
. phone conversations when the
. and squirming away, enjoying his sexy . Hother person just wont let you off tones, but trying hard not to whimper aloud the phone? Every time you try to excuse your- in my own discomfort. While I was in this self, they're the type who finds something else predicament, I toyed with the idea of wear- to talk about... I guess my problem is that, ing a diaper for our future long phone con- firstly I am too shy about the person hearing versations, and I decided to check out the ‘toilet noises' so I can't use the toilet whilst local Drug Store the next day to see if there talking on the phone (even if it is a hands free telephone), and secondly, I'm too polite was anything in my size (and I guess also to to end a conversation abruptly. This has led see if I had the courage to buy them). But in me to make some strange choices, based the mean time, I had a problem - I had to largely on not wanting to be rude, and on the go, and badly, and Callum was showing lit- amount of noise (and the tell-tale echo) it tle sign of wanting to end our conversation makes when you pee into a toilet. any time soon. I was also so desperate, I knew that the second I stood up, peeing my Just the other day, I was chatting to my pants where I stood would be inescapable.
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Making a decision, I decided to stay P291 As Fiona’s visit neared its end Abby felt When Edith came home an hour later where I was and wet myself as slowly and trapped. She couldn’t bear the thought of she heard the blinds in the upstairs study quietly as possible whilst talking on the giving up her fun in wet nappies each night clattering in the night breeze. She went to phone to Callum. I wriggled into a different but it seemed inevitable. Abby had changed close the window. As she returned down the position to make it easier to pee, and in other ways. Thanks to Fiona’s example hall she stopped to look in on the girls. The instantly felt a spurt escape into my panties she was dressing better. The two girls often light from the hall illuminated Abby on her went out for walks and shopping. Abby start- and denim shorts. I raised up off the couch, bed. With one glance Edith, knew the rea- ed wearing make-up and thanks to Fiona’s and silently peed. The sound a pee stream son why her daughter had changed so much makes when it hits soft fabric is so much love of swimming, her figure was improving. Edith was pleased. She too was not looking so quickly. Confused and troubled, she more subtle than an echoing toilet. But the forward to Fiona’s departure. She didn’t called her sister. Miriam was calm. bad part is, the couch started to get very, know what Fiona had done to help Abby but very wet. I didn't have anything else handy, she liked the change in her daughter. “I suppose there’s no harm in it,” she so I decided to pull of my shorts and piss on mused, “Fiona’s given me no boy trouble, them, hoping that they'd soak up the worst Fate came with a single gust of wind. It she’s well turned out, fit and seems happy. of the damage. was the second last night before Fiona was Why are we worried?” Edith had to wonder. to return home. Edith had gone out to play It was agreed that Miriam would come visit During all of this, I'd obviously started bridge with some friends. The girls took the for a week to help Edith adjust. After break- breathing a little heavier, and Callum mis- opportunity to enjoy the run of the house fast the next morning Edith poured another took this for sexual arousal (I guess it didn't while wearing and wetting their thick nap- round of tea, looked her daughter in the eyes occur to him that I might be pissing myself pies. They brought themselves off while and said, “Abby, you’ve obviously been a lot on the couch whilst talking to him). He start- watching TV and then changed into dry happier these last two weeks. I think I know ed to talk sexy to me, and that combined nappies, had more to drink and then let the why and I want you to know that I’m glad with the warm wet sensation around my wet slick nappies stroke them to climax yet ...we’ve been on the you’ve found something that brings you plea- pussy really did begin to turn me on. This again as they laid in bed. Contented and sure and peace.” Abby’s heart was in her was the first time our sexual talk on the relaxed, both girls fell asleep as they lay on phone for ages! We throat as she tried to understand what her phone had been so explicit... we'd played top of the comforters, wearing only their around with sexually suggestive flirting, but must say goodbye! thick overnight nappies and a pair of frosty mother was trying to say but very soon she now he was telling me to take off my panties plastic panties. was weeping with relief and happiness. WS and play with myself. He wanted to hear wet P292 noises while I fingered my own pussy, and I was happy to oblige him. Playing with my pussy was easy, especially with it being slick with pee. He told me to suck my fingers, and asked me what I tasted like. I hedged a lit- tle, then answered: "Salty!"
He laughed, and said: "I would normally describe your taste as sweet... it must have been too long since I last got to taste you, I better come home right away!" I smiled when I imagined Callum tasting my pee drenched pussy, not that he had in the past, and the thought made me finger myself harder, and pretty soon I was coming right there on the phone to Callum, sitting in a wet patch, look- ing at my sopping pair of denim shorts and dripping wet panties. Thank God there‘s no such thing as a video phone just yet! WS P289
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ter, that whatever he wished was my solemn stretched forward and released my bonds. I duty to perform, and I would perform it for kept my cunt still, and spread my legs widely Wet Sex him willingly, without question. My mind filled around him, so both he and the camera could with his images, and images of my own, see the ensuing explosion. With my hands I By ‘Your Piss Slut’, (AUSTRALIA). things we’ve done, things we have yet to do, pulled him into me, needing even more, things that nobody should do, but I wanted to despite my cunt being so full. The sensation do, for him, with him, at his command. was sublime - full of cock, hot piss, and lubri- Your Piss-Slut’s tale began as cated with load after load of cum. Camera Perhaps sensing all this innately, he a genuine letter on page 29... forgotten, I wrapped my legs around him, affirmed it with words. You’re my slut. sealing his body to mine, making his body Punctuated with full length thrusts, caught for mazingly enough, I didn’t have to slippery flesh. He wanted to all eternity on camera, undoubtably to be sold press against my erect clit, fucking his whole wait long to see him again. This time move slowly, seeing as this was new, but and distributed widely. You’re my hole. Split body, as he held on to mine and began to Ahe was clearly aroused by my posi- he also wanted his violation of me to be com- open wide, full of cum, tied to the bed, full of pound deep into me, faster and harder, deep- tioning. He liked the idea that I couldn’t fuck plete and absolute. He rarely took his own piss, and unable to do anything but be his er and wetter, his piss sloshing between our him back, that I just needed to wait for him to pleasure at the cost of mine, so he allowed slut, his hole, the receptacle for his pleasure bodies, flowing over my arsehole and clit. fill me, as deeply as he chose, for as long as himself to rut at a speed dictated only by his until he chose to make his cunt cum... but alas he chose. He sucked hard on my nipples, quivering muscles. for me, that was not going to occur now. He As my body began to convulse into the grinding his whole face into the softness of my carefully avoided contact with my clit, with- biggest orgasm of my memory, he thrust my breasts. This sent sharp shocks through my Looking down as he slammed his whole drew from my arse when he felt his orgasm legs apart and spread my cunt lips as wide as body directly to my clit. While he sucked my shaft again and again into my arsehole, he grow close, and once again allowed it to he could while continuing the relentless thrust- breasts, he looked at the camera, knowing could see my fat clit begging to be rubbed, shoot into the mouth of my pussy. ing. His eyes were glued to my cunt and his that in his later viewing, he’d see his face and sucked, or even bitten at this point. He could ramming cock, and his mind was awash with my wide open hole full of cum. His cock rose see my pink mouth oozing cum with every This time my cunt immediately overflowed, sensations, piss showering his balls from my at the thought. thrust, and he struggled with his well devel- so with his fingers he stretched it wide, looking oozing cunt, his balls slapping my wet arse, oped ability to not cum. He had a mission in at the cum he had placed there. To hold it his cock being massaged by my burgeoning He carefully moved the camera so it today, and a fantasy, so instead of hosing my open and film it, he needed to put in a metal orgasm... Then as he looked on, my cunt would capture his latest violation, and knelt arse so I dripped from both stretched open speculum, and even that cool metal entering began to contract, and from everywhere at below my pussy. Not wanting to disturb his holes, he stilled his urge by reaching for the my pussy felt good, and my hips bucked a lit- once, piss and cum exploded. nearly-full hole, he lubed his erection and video camera again. He zoomed in so later I tle in response. For a while I squirmed while pressed the head up against my tightly closed would watch my own anal violation, thrust by he slowly stretched me open with the specu- It was all he could do to hold on and arsehole. Pushing just a bit, he rubbed the thrust. He imagined me watching it later, and lum, and filmed my insides, oozing with glis- keep his cock deep inside, as the remainder sensitive head over and over the puckered trying to prepare myself for his newfound tening white cum. Then I saw him change of his piss and cum exploded up the length hole in a maddeningly sensual motion, and I delight in ramming my arse by inserting a butt position and I knew what was about to hap- of his shaft and coated both our bodies. My ached. I was torn, knowing a cock as fat and plug while I masturbated. The idea of me pen, and it made my cunt throb even more. pee-hole also exploded in gush after gush of long as his would hurt, but also knowing how masturbating to images of our fucking made Slowly he began to piss into the speculum, fill- high-pressure piss, splattering his belly, chest badly I needed to be filled. I also struggled his cock surge with delight, and he slowed his ing me up completely. The walls of my cunt and face. His mouth, wide open, caught a motion appropriately to avoid cumming. against the certainly that I would let him use were still coated with his slippery cum, and gusher full force, and he swallowed, greedi- me in any way he wanted, just to be filled by now a whole bladder full of hot piss stretched Carefully he pulled out so he could film ly. Piss also flew up my body, wetting my soft him. The matter was actually decided for me me to my capacity. Watching and filming skin, coating my huge tits, pooling round my as my arse started to place tender kisses on his the head of his cock stretching my hole, again what he was doing was already having an neck. I could also taste myself, as I came and cock head, and feeling its assent, he bypassed and again and again. The moment of pene- effect on his cock. You could see that the idea came and came. Without warning his cries my conscious choice, and pushed hard into tration had both of us holding our breath, and of being inside a cunt full to the brim with his the hole he had never violated before. I felt like any second I was going to cum own piss, slippery still from load after load of also reached fever pitch as he emptied a last explosively, but like a musician he played my his own cum, was very arousing for him. load into me, then slumped wetly onto my His gentle probing had stimulated my arse body, keeping me on the edge of an orgasm body. We slept, coated in each other’s piss to receive him, and his eyes rolled back as he as he fucked my arse, his words like poiso- The camera back on the tripod, he slowly and cum. When he left, I wrote down our finally felt a full-length caress. His cock felt like nous pleasures made me feel filthy and owned removed the speculum, small amounts of hot experiences, needing to explain the wonder it was gripped tightly in a stroking wet hand, and open. If this had been a sadomasochistic piss sloshing from my over-stretched hole, of our fucking to someone, anyone who but better than being stroked by a hand, his encounter, this would have been the moment dripping hotly onto my abused areshole. He understood. Is there anything better than wet cock was completely encased my this hot, when I realised for sure that he was my mas- positioned himself to mount me, but first sex? I sincerely doubt it! WS
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