ewwwwww u wanna watch me pee myself???? that’s so weirdddd…….. can u go get me some water completely unrelated
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ewwwwww u wanna watch me pee myself???? that’s so weirdddd…….. can u go get me some water completely unrelated
next time you need to pee, consider rubbing your clit instead, I promise it helps to hold it in and there won’t be any unintended consequences
I see you out at the bar shifting back and forth, left foot to right foot and left and watching your hips rock back and forth each small shift in weight with the faintest shiver. I know you need to go but can't help that you enjoy the sensation. Some crossed wires of yours make this unbearable sensation unbearably addictive. You should go, but you won't. You're too flushed full from head to toe with cold hot nerves which make every gasp from your bladder a chemical cocktail: one part pain, one part shame, one part adrenaline. You shiver again and carefully search the faces around you to know nobody noticed. But part of you, that electric part of you, hopes somebody did. I know what you are.
hnnmmmmnnngghhhh omo with a spreader bar. your legs locked apart, your arms tied or cuffed above your head. you're helpless to try and resist the waves of need that crash over you -- you can't cross your legs, hold yourself. maybe you're wearing your favorite lacy panties, which you put on tonight never expecting to end up here trying not to flood them with piss. maybe you're exactly where you planned to end up, your bottom half completely nude as your partner sits and just watches your squirm and gasp and writhe as you try as hard as you can go resist bursting
Mmmmm urge to mention needing to go piss so I get grabbed and forced to sit still longer having to hold it in until I’m having to run to the bathroom barely making it
it wasn't my fault, really. i was being good. sitting with one arm around you, cuddled up underneath the blanket with your legs draped over my lap and my other hand resting on your leg. i was listening to the conversation, watching your face light up as you laughed with your friends.
i was drawing mindless designs on your skin, dragging my nails up and down your thigh. it was innocent. mindless. you know i can't keep my hands off of you. maybe i noticed the way your skin was heating up under my touch, the slight twitch of your muscles whenever my fingers moved higher. maybe i didn't.
what i did notice, though, was your hand reaching under the blanket and your fingers sliding over mine. your nails digging into my skin. hard. i took it as a warning, a message to behave, pulling my hand away slowly as i met your eyes in a silent apology. but i didn't see a warning in your eyes, i saw hunger. dark and daring as your hand trailed over mine again, this time gripping stronger as you slowly guided it into your underwear.
what was i supposed to do with that? act like i didn’t feel how wet you were? pretend your hand wasn't pressing my fingers inside you? not when your hips were pressing up against me so subtly. not when your eyes were looking at me like that.
you know how hard it was to keep my face neutral with you clenching around me like that? nodding along to the conversation, responding when spoken to, all while you were practically fucking yourself on my fingers? your nails were digging into my arm almost hard enough to draw blood. i guess that was the only way you could stop yourself from letting everyone hear how whiny you get for me, huh?
and yet the closer you got to cumming, the more frantic the look in your eyes became. maybe you thought i wasn't actually going to go through with it? that i couldn't possibly expect you to cum just mere feet away from your friends? you should have known better than that, angel. you know i can't stop once i start.
Guys jerking off while holding is so 😩😩. Using their own piss as lube and all the wet noises. When they press down on their tip to hold. When they frantically jerk off to stop a piss stream. Holy shit it’s all so good
yeah potty dancing is cool but what about subtle things that embarrassed/prideful subs do
-fidgeting with clothing, maybe pulling at their shirt or messing with their pockets
-bending over just a little so they can press their knees together subtly
-pacing when it gets really bad
-sharp breath or gasp when they leak for the first time, followed by soft cursing or whining when the leaks just keep coming
Hello???? Suggestions????
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thinking about... casual control... like. someone else just being In Charge of your bladder... they don't necessarily make you hold all the time or whatever but they decide when you go, and whether you drink more than usual... you have to ask every time you wanna go, and if they don't answer whatever text or call, you just don't. sometimes they tell you the rules for the day bc theyre busy, like you can have a morning pee but then you can't go until you have three glasses, or you go every hour, or you wake up and they say they'll be back tomorrow and don't answer whether you can pee in the morning or not, so you're stuck knowing your bladder won't be emptying til tomorrow morning at the earliest... oh it makes me feel so dizzy and excited thinking about it, just knowing my bladder does not belong to me, I don't decide what to do with it, someone else does 💖
Currently sitting in a hot tub with a full bladder questioning my life choices
the way that bladders literally throb when they're all full and wanna be empty. that's so slutty of them tbh
You want to use the bathroom? I don’t think so. I know about your little games. Drinking lots of water, holding your piss for hours. Is that what turns you on? You get off on that? Embarrassing. Look at you. You’re squirming. No, I said no bathroom for you. Reap what you sow. You want to be a little piss slut? I’ll make you my little piss slut. Oh, you think that’s mean? Whimper all you want. You know, you could have gone to the bathroom earlier, but now it’s too late. Bathroom’s closed for you.
I wanna be cuddling in bed but also be frantically grinding against their thigh trying not to wet myself
When you're fucking someone that has to piss, hearing them whine about how they can't hold it, each thrust hitting right up against their poor aching bladder
But you don't stop, oh no, hearing the broken moans only spur you on, pounding into them harder and harder until you hear that final embarrassed squeak leave their lips as the first spurt comes out
They try so hard to stop, their muscles tightening and fluttering as much as they can but it's not enough when you're hammering into them mercilessly, small spurts turning into a stream, and a stream turning to a gush as they moan and finally relieve all that pent up pressure
They're so lost in the relief that they don't realize how close they are, their hips bucking back onto you further until suddenly they're cumming around you, the climax hitting them like a ton of bricks. You follow suit soon after, stilling your hips and burying yourself deep inside them, filling them up nice and full
Then, of course, there are lots of cuddles and aftercare as you fall asleep in each other's arms😩❤️
Wetting your clothes is cool and all, but there's just something special about absolutely soaking a material that just keeps swallowing everything up.
• Having a towel pressed flush up against you, leaks and spurts barely seeing the light of day before quickly being absorbed.
• The wetness being camouflaged by the dry outsides of the bundle, until your stream overwhelms the capacity of the fabric.
• Desperately shuffling the material into a different position, trying to prevent a mess by hitting the less soaked areas.
• Feeling the towel become heavier between your hands as it eagerly soaks up even more liquid, but not quickly enough to stop small dripping streams from pouring onto the floor.