#Omorashi

[switch--blades]

sucking clit is so magical because it's so cute and sensitive and small and then it's growing in your mouth and you can feel the slick on your chin and their fingers in your hair, and you see it get all red and puffy and when you put it back in your mouth after admiring it you hear a protest but you don't stop and then suddenly you feel warm liquid spilling down your chin and throat and chest and they sound so apologetic between each moan and you slowly realize they just pissed themselves down the front of you but their cock is still hard in your mouth and you know they haven't come yet so you just keep devouring them until they're shaking and unable to move

[butch-enjoyer-omo]

Watching omo videos and internally yelling KEEP YOUR CLOTHES ON. PLEASE. PLEASE ITS HOTTER WITH YOUR CLOTHES ON.

[absi-silli]

hey, wet yourself a little. just let a spurt out. if you have to pee it’ll feel so good and nobody will notice, and if you don’t, you should leak as soon as you do and the urge will just go away. trust

[squirmystuffiez]

writing about my favourite boy again. How he’s so good at wrenching his tense form up from his chair, yet the movement is rough enough to unhook the careful clenching hold on his bladder. The little grunting sound he makes at first, shock and relief and indignation in one—nnghh, no, no, no! How he’s frozen, bent in half with a hand shoved between his legs practically pissing into a fist. It’s so good. His breath catches. He can’t—he can’t hold it in any more, he can’t s-stop! Guhh! The way his free hand trembles and grips at his thighs as the wet spot grows furiously beyond his control, fat drips and dribbles drenching his trousers with warmth. The dripping against the floor that turns into a constant hiss. Stage lights reflecting off of the puddle he makes, winking at him, mocking. Finally bowing his head in resignation as gasps and giggles bubble up from the waiting, watching, audience. How funny it is that relief is warm, but so too is shame…

[omo-potty-prince]

What if I pissed myself on your lap, huh? What then?

Would it turn you on? Would you get super horny for me?

Would you touch me until I was wet in a whole different way?

[virginalperv]

A sub squirms restlessly, hand shoved into his crotch as his bladder aches. “Do you want me to help you hold?” His dom speaks, phrasing it like a question when it isn't one. He nods and clenches as hard as he can when he slowly removes his hand from between his legs. He almost snaps at his dom to hurry up when he feels his pussy twitch with a dribble of piss.

The dom pushes his hand into the subs boxers, humming in disapproval when he feels the patch of wetness. He pinches his tdick, making him jolt in surprise. “There you go, doesn't that feel better?” The dom coos at him. He's trying so hard to clench, but his muscles are failing him. “Please, I need you to hold it back.” He whines in desperate confusion. “But I am?” His dom states innocently, a finger pushes down firmly on the head of his tdick. “See? This always helps me when I gotta go...”

He's hit with a sudden realization, a feeling of dread washing over him. “No, no, please–” his legs tremble “Do it right!” He moves to put his own hand back, but his dom grasps it before he can reach his crotch. “That's a bit greedy, don't you think?” The dom laughs. “You're a big boy. You don't need that much help to hold your piss, right?”

He needs something against his hole. Now. He can feel it throbbing from all the liquid pressure against it. His pent up piss just begging to come out. It needs to come out.

An abrupt hiss interrupts the silence. “Fuck! No, no–” He yelps as warm piss saturates his boxers. He instinctively goes to plug his hole shut with his hand, but it's still caught firmly in his dom's grip. He clenches, but his piss continues to stutter with weak streams without the help of a hand.

“Are you even trying?” His dom questions with no sincerity. “I can't do all the work for you.”

He can't hold it anymore. His pee hole twitches once, twice– And he begins to drench his dom's hand with hot piss. Moaning out as his bladder finally starts to shrink with the sound of pee splattering on the floor.

Blissfully empty. He barely registers his dom muttering about poor bladder control and appropriate punishment.

[urineluckpal2]

i think having a piss kink has made me appreciate experiencing relief in different ways. for example, tonight i spent a good amount of time outside in the cold and my feet were absolutely freezing. when i got back inside, the feeling of my feet warming back up and feeling good again felt so amazing (obviously not in a horny way, just in a satisfying way). another example is the feeling of finally getting in bed and going to sleep after being exhausted. eating after being really hungry. drinking after being really thirsty. finally getting a day off after working for several days in a row. idk, i feel like in a weird way, having a piss kink and experiencing how good it feels to hold it for such a long time and finally get relief when i pee has made me find and appreciate feelings of relief/satisfaction in other areas as well

[ishtea]

TIP: if you’re cold in bed, use Wet Yourself to acquire warmth

[omoghouls]

Dear Santa, please let an older woman make me pee my pants, and she coos and teases me relentlessly while also making out with me- pls and thank

[cvtel1ttled4rl1ngslvt]

>.> [they.them]

[babysnorkie]

puppies definitely say meow right…?

[omo-potty-prince]

Sometimes when I wake up I’m sooooo wet, like I’d just need to grind on my pillow for a minute or two to cum.

But I’m also about to be much wetter because all my morning tinkle is just begging to come out.

So then I need to decide which is more urgent, cumming or peeing (I can’t decide)

[two-birds-and-a-bush]

still remembering how incredible this entire experience was. in the post-hold state of a weaker bladder than normal, but still with tons of water working its way through my system, meant that only about 15 minutes after I'd peed myself I was hit with the moderate urge to go again, which ratcheted up to "holy shit I have to PISS" incredibly fast, and I truly barely got my pants down over the laundry basket before I started peeing incredible amounts into it. and then pulling up my pyjama pants without wiping and feeling the last trickles of piss drip into them and dampen my thighs... and then about 20 minutes later I desperately had to piss AGAIN and got to repeat the entire experience. (and again awhile after that, and again, with somewhat longer stretches between desperate pees every time.) the desperation, the frequent peeing, the naughtiness of going somewhere I shouldn't have been.... 11/10 would do again in a heartbeat if I could get away with it (shared room 😔)

letting out every pee for the rest of the night into my laundry basket since it's already full of wet clothes and I'm doing laundry tomorrow... it feels so nice and naughty and it *is* convenient not having to walk down the hall to the bathroom

[omoghouls]

You know Emmerich is the kind of guy to say “urinate” and “relieve myself”….until the day he startles everyone by blurting out, “I have to piss!” because it was just that urgent

Wnnssjwjwn 1000% OMGG-

He's prim and proper! He would rather allude to the fact he needs to pee- say that he "Requires a quick trip to the facilities" or "Spend a copper" (Which I just learned is a way to say you need to pee?? Very Emmrich coded)

But, once Emmrich's bladder is tipping between "Very full" and "I'm wetting myself" those proper euphemisms are out the window as he balls his fist up as he blurts out that he "Needs to piss, this instant!" Because the party keeps stopping to whoop every creature they see or looking through every damn crate/box.

Ofc that gets the other party members standing there with their mouths open in surprise- and Emmrich turns red and mutters out a soft, "Please." To at least have some manners xD

[yourgoddesspenelope]

Waiting until their bladder is full before you start fucking them with the sole intention of making them piss themselves and then pushing their head down into the puddle they made, telling them what a bad dog they are for making a mess, all the while never relenting on the brutal pace you’re pounding them at.

[dontopenfairies]

I lied. I don’t like sex. Put your clothes back on. You’re going to pee yourself for me.