After my first experience with wetting, I decided that I wanted to push myself even farther. This time, instead of taking advantage of needing to pee on a whim, I was more intentional about setting up a scenario that turned me on.

Since I work from home, I opted to hold my piss in all morning until I had no choice but to succumb to absolute desperation. It was so much fun to sit in meetings and drink coffee with a full bladder, fantasizing about what would inevitably happen when my body couldn’t take any more.

I had planned for my release by protecting my office chair with a garbage bag and a towel, and wearing a pair of absorbent sweat pants so that I could enjoy myself without worrying about cleanup. Three hours into my hold, I hit a wall. I was squirming in my seat, holding back as hard as I could, trying my best not to break the seal while I downed a final glass of water before the dam broke.

When I couldn’t take anymore, I let out a small squirt of hot piss and moaned out load when I felt the warmth spread through my lap and the pressure on my bladder begin to subside. I wanted to enjoy the sensation for as long as I could, so I let out a few more bursts before finally giving in and flushing the contents of my entire bladder into my pants. It was heaven! Warm and wet and stinking of pee, plus the pleasure of relief washing over me. Honestly, it was as good as an orgasm.

Having finished my business, I sat in my mess for awhile, enjoying the cooling sensation on my skin and the unmistakable smell of hot piss filling my nostrils before finally getting up to have a quick rinse. I had an in-person lunch meeting to attend, and had to get ready if I didn’t want to be late.

I’m already planning my next experience: I want to spend an entire day sitting in a puddle of my own piss. The idea is to work with a big pitcher of water at hand, slugging water as fast as I can, and relieving myself whenever the need arises until my clothing is entirely soaked in cold piss.