Wetsex Story Wetsex Story I'm a 20 year old college girl. Let's call me
Chantal. It's not my real name but the story I'm about to tell is a little too
personal to use my real name. It's the story of my first experience with
wetsex. There's a close friend of mine involved in it as well. Let's call her
Anne in this story. It's not her real name either. But she would kill me if I
used her real name. She will probably kill me when she finds out I'm posting
this anyway. She just might do it less painful if I use a fake name. Anyway,
I'm bisexual and at times I feel strongly attracted to her. She's straight,
but knows about my feelings and she's ok with me cuddling her and all that
innocent stuff. I love her. I'm going to tell a story of what happened between
the two of us one night after we had gone out together. We were both 18 back
then and in our freshman year. Anne and I were walking home from the club we
always go to. It was a warm night in late September. I was feeling a little
bit drunk...I used to drink a lot back then. I said: "Girl, I sure have to pee
as soon as we get home!" Anne replied: "Yeah me too!" We walked for a while,
talking about nothing. I started walking faster as we got closer to my home. I
had to go really bad. After a few more minutes, we reached my front door and I
went looking for my keys in my pockets. Anne noticed how hasty I was. "What is
it honey? You have to go bad?" she teased me. "YES!!" I replied. I was really
bursting by then. She moved up close behind me and started softly tickling my
waist. I couldn't believe she was tickling me! She knew I am ticklish. I
yelled at her: "Dont do that!" But she started tickling harder. I started to
piss my panties. I wanted to cut it off but I just started peeing harder
instead. By the time I could stop the pee gushing out of my body, my jeans
were all soaked. We went inside. The fabric of my jeans was all warm and wet,
sticking to my thighs. I like that feeling, but I also felt really emberrassed
at the time and I took my jeans off. I wanted to fully undress and take a
shower. But then I saw Anne going into my bathroom. My heart started to beat
faster at the idea of getting even with her. I ran over to her and took her by
the hand. I pulled her away from the bathroom, into the kitchen. I pushed her
down on the floor, my hands on her shoulders and my knees on both sides of her
waist.

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 She yelled: "Let me go! I gotta pee!" I just smiled. I saw panic in her
eyes and that really turned me on. I took one hand of her shoulder and pulled
up her skirt...pulling it up all the way over her panties. I started firmly
rubbing over her belly, then over her panties. I cupped her crotch in my hand
and squeezed. She kept screaming that she couldn't hold it any longer. And I
kept rythmically squeezing. I felt some hot pee gush into her panties...over
my hand. But she stopped peeing right away. She couldn't squat while lying on
her back. I put my hand back on her shoulder, leaned forward, kissed her
forehead. I felt my bladder was still half full. I was way too excited to
stop...I wanted more... needed more! I closed my eyes. Pictured a toilet. I
pressured. I started pissing in my panties. Wetting her skirt and panties
under me. I kept pissing until I was empty. And she was soaked. I rolled off
her. Anne stood up to run to the bathroom, but she really couldn't hold it in
anymore. As soon as she got on her feet, her piss came gushing out. She
decided to squat on me instead. She stood over me, her piss bursting out of
her body, gushing from under her skirt, falling on my tits. My sweater got
soaked and I felt the hot pee running over my boobs. When she was done, I told
her to undress and take a shower. I cleaned the kitchen floor and threw all
our clothes in the washer. Then I joined her in the shower. I looked her in
the eye. She looked back, emberrassed. She said she was sorry for getting my
pants wet in the first place. I blushed. I told her that I actually liked it.
Apologized for getting her clothes wet too instead of just letting her go to
the bathroom. She admitted that she had been turned on at the front door,
watching me while I had to pee so bad. That she had tickled me out of sexual
excitement. I walked up to her and took her in my arms. Kissed her ear. Told
her that I didn't blame her for anything. Asked her if she blamed me. She
didn't. We haven't had wetsex ever since. Anne and I don't have sex at all.
I'm engaged to a guy now. All that remains is a real naughty memory that we
share. Nobody else knows about it. And my fiance can only guess why I like
wetsex so much. 

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