bdkisser posted a question (on the general board) earlier asking about people who had pee'd their beds while staying in a hotel room and that got me to thinking about the one time I did it and I thought maybe bdkisser...and others....might enjoy reading about my experience! I didn't know if people from this board ventures over there so thought I would post it here too and see. So here goes....
My husband and I were out of town to attend a wedding and left the kids at home. I was really feeling naughty in the mood for some holding and seeing as we would be drinking alcohol all evening long, it was the perfect occassion! Beer really makes me need to pee and one thing about it is that as long as I don't pee, I can hold forever...so I made a pact with myself that I would use the bathroom until we got back to our hotel room. Over the course of the evening I sipped my drinks, knowing I had the whole evening ahead of me and if I wanted to succeed with my pact, I better not get too crazy and drink too much too fast. The night went on and soon I was starting to feel the urge to pee slowly building. Just the thought of holding until I became desperate was really exciting me!
As the evening drew to a close and we were saying our goodbyes, I was getting to the point of where I was having trouble standing still for long. I had to leave my husband chatting with some friends a couple of times so I could keep walking and moving moving around. I was feeling incredible pressure in my bladder and felt my white cotton panties were just a tad damp between my legs. We finally headed out to the car and as my husband got into the drivers side I was left standing by my door waiting for it to be unlocked. My bladder cramped and my hand flew between my legs to hold myself in hopes of preventing a huge accident! Luck was with me and only a tiny spurt escaped wetting my panties only a little more.
The door unlocked I jumped in and felt a little better sitting...at least enough to gain control again. We were back at the motel in a matter of minutes and I was feeling better, the wave of urgency temporarily passed. Hubby was hungry so we phoned in for a pizza to be delivered and got comfortable on the bed to wait.....I woke sometime in the very early morning, not remembering the pizza arriving or eating any of it (apparently I had passed out/fell asleep before it even got there). When I opened my eyes, I felt first an incredible warmth under the blankets and as I moved to roll over on my side, realized I was peeing! First reaction, I threw back the covers intending to run to the bathroom, then realized this was perfect and crawled back under the covers and continued emptying my bladder. Oh how good it felt! I was peeing full force and could feel it running over my leg and down onto the sheet. I rolled to my other side and felt the fresh warmth over my other leg, felt my pee spurting outwards, down over my leg, to the back and re-wetting my back side until finally, it slowed and the last bits dribbled down over my leg. I layed there, loving the warmth and the wetness all around me and remembering previous bed wettings before I was married, I fell asleep.
The next time I woke up, I could see daylight streaming in through the curtains and I could feel my bladder, full yet again. I lay there content and feeling quite full and decided to just let it happen. Slowly I started to pee again, a small dribble which I felt creep down between my lips and back between my cheeks. Another dribble, more of a spurt, and I felt the instant warmth envelope me until once again I was peeing and I could feel the wet creeping up the sheet now and wetting my back. The bed which had grown somewhat cold from my earlier wetting, suddenly became warm again and I could feel my body tingle. This time, my hand between my legs, I emptied myself and dozed off again, gently massaging the tender parts there.
Sometime later, I vaguely remember hearing my husband getting up to use the bathroom. I knew it was likely getting to be time to get up and check out of the motel room but I was reluctant to leave my wet haven. With my husband in the shower now, I rolled over. My bladder was nowhere near being full again but when I pushed just a bit, it was enough to encourage what pee was there to come along. I lay there, this time with my fingers on my pee hole, and I pee'd what little I had left. Feeling it run gently over my fingers, the arousal was too much now and I could feel myself throb for relief. I lay there rubbing myself to orgasm as the last dribbles flowed...I came with such intensity I spurted the very last of my pee. As I got out of my nice warm wet bed, my husband was coming out of the bathroom and there I was standing in the off-white pantsuit I wore to the wedding the night before....looking as soaking wet as the bed looked! He took one look at me then at the bed and said "Oh my god, you wet the bed!"......."Yeah..." I said back, turned away smiling.
***Please...before anyone gets on my back about peeing in a hotel bed that someone else has to use after me...I did leave a pretty good tip for the person who had to clean the room and a note apologizing for the situation. And I did check before we left and that matress was well protected and even after 3 good wettings, it still wasn't even damp....so please don't post and get on me about that!***
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