davinamercury

[davinamercury]

holding rn…why don’t you guys give me some instructions? Maybe I’ll reply with a video…

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I need some proper omo porn with a storyline.

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you should prob put your age in your bio or a pinned post if you'd like more engagement

Yea ur right!! I’m 21 lol

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Kinda need a sadist that likes to see me humiliated and wet(my nipples are pierced btw)

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no uwu

explain further 😭

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If you dm me rn, I’ll give you my discord and piss on vc with you <3

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I want someone to force me to pee myself in public

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lil omo fic

tw straight

There’s tension between me and my trainer, there's no doubt in my mind. It’s tangible, thick in the air like heavy smoke. I won’t sit here and lie and act like I haven’t made my gym fit skimpier and skimpier. The way his eyes follow my body, the way he tenses up but I bend down. It wasn’t like I was the only one teasing.

My phone dings, it’s a text from him.

“You should come over to my place for a private lesson. Free of charge.”

That’s it. Nothing else. Maybe I’m a nymphomaniac, but I’m coming prepared. I slip into my tight, legging-type shorts, and the zip up bra that pushes my tits up. I grab my water bottle, as I nervously drink. I spend the car ride anxiously drinking my water, and taping my foot. This was a huge risk, but you only day dream for so long before you need the real thing.

I drive up into his driveway, walking into his ridiculously nice house. He shows his way into his private gym, laying down a yoga mat. He throws me a water bottle, and tells me to hydrate because “I’m gonna need it”. I drink it, despite not being thirsty. God, I’d do anything he wants me to do. I finish the bottle, and he tells me he wants to help with my flexibility, and that he’ll assist me.

It starts of small, his touch and the workout. I bend to touch my toes, he uses both of his hands to push my back to further into the stretch. Small, little things like that. It wasn’t when I went into Childs pose did I realize the fullness of my bladder. The pose wasn’t helping either, as I felt the floor press against my bladder. I yelp but quickly tried to hide it. I exit the pose, standing and quickly pressing my legs together .

Then, he looks at me. Slowly looks me up and down, as his face darkened with obvious lust. I felt a flutter in the depths of my hip with his cold-stone stare at me. He grabs my waist and presses my soft against the wall.

“Lay your legs as far as you can spread them on the wall, I’ll push them further for you”

I get into position, and I can no longer avoid the ache in my bladder, I try to breathe and he pushes my legs further down, the desperation grows. That’s win I felt the brush of his fingers on my thinly clothed pussy, and my neck rolls back from it. I fight between holding and giving into his touch. Then, he presses my bladder firmly for just a moment, before swinging my up. I felt a spurt come out, but you could tell I had wet myself just a bit. I crumble into hands as my face turns red. I hear his low chuckle, I peak through my hands to see his hard dick concealed by his grey sweatpants. He bends me over the work out equipment, pressing my bladder while spreading my legs with his legs.

I can’t deny the pleasure of it. It’s incredible; the desperation, the shame, the satisfaction. I try to fight it more, it was instinct, but as he rubbed my clit from over pants faster, and my bladder was pressed harder- I couldn’t hold it.

It was as if a fountain had me turn on inside me, I piss all over his floor and hard dick. He turns me around and pulls his dick out, stroking it while staring at my accident. It finally stopped as he began to rip my pants off and laying me down. He open my legs with his hands, shove his tongue onto my clit.

“I need to clean you up, baby.”

He whispers as his tongue begins to circle my aching clit. I grab onto his hair, bending my back as I moan. He presses his tongue harder onto me, flickering as spit and piss drip down my pussy. I try to push his head as I was already about to cum, but he grabbed onto me tighter, fucking me with his tongue. His pants are tossed aside as he pushes his dick deep into me, hammering into my cervix. We fuck in any position I could contort myself into, and I moan without inhibition. His house is far from any neighborhood, allowing them to fully express every bit of pleasure.

“I knew you’d look so hot covered in your piss. That expression on your face…”

He grunts

“Drove my fucking crazy. You’re so good at being desperate.”

Harder and harder. Faster and faster. His hips perfectly in tune with mine, as I get closer to cumming. I feel his warmth spread into me, him fucking it deeper into me until he’s weak. Yet, it’s only the start of it all…

[davinamercury]

Need someone to do this to me

i wonder if you could clicker train someone into pissing on command

like, clicking everytime the sub pees until they associate the click with the feeling of releasing, and then clicking randomly one day and whoops the sub just relaxed their muscles and completely wet their pants before they could even think about what they were doing, it just came so naturally to them

[davinamercury]

NEEED a girl to send me pics of their wet pants/panties why is the universe so cruel

[davinamercury]

Need

encouraging a cute sub to piss themselves and giving them tummy rubs

"come on, show me how good you are, pet~"

"can you wet yourself for me? let out a little leak? i'll give you a special treat after~"

"what if i touch you here? will this help? come on, let go for me~"

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yes ofc I love wetting myself but watching someone else wet themselves is so fucking hot, especially when it’s on purpose.

In front of me, pressing their own bladder and rubbing themselves over their jeans. Holding their breath before pushing harder, softly moaning as the piss comes out. Looking at me with those fuck me eyes, knowing that my pussy is definitely wet.

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Imagining a little scenario rn

Let pretend I don’t know about omo yet, and I plan to hook up with this girl. I go to her house, and decide to smoke.

The whole time she’s handing me drinks, and I just keep drinking them. I’m too distracted by her and the weed that I don’t think anything of it. We’re trying to decide what to watch when she suggests a horror movie. I, being who I am, agree and we cuddle up to watch it.

We keep talking, not really paying attention to the movie. Things begin to get heavy when she kisses me, and I jump on her lap to kiss her more. Then, a pound bang comes from the tv and it scares me. As I jumped, I felt a little bit of pee try to escape out, but before I can say anything she kisses me harder and I melt. My mind can’t think of anything but her.

Then, she lays me down and brings out her vibrator, placing it over my pants as I begin to wince.

“Wait! I need to pee!” I whine, lifting my head back in annoyance.

She smirks at me, almost sinisterly.

“I know, pretty girl. I know.”

She uses one hand to press on my bladder, the other control my vibe. I beg her to wait but then it comes: the piss fills my tight pants. I’m embarrassed, I’m ashamed I’m…moaning? My pussy is wet- and not just from the piss. I buck my hips into the vibe and she massages the wet patch in my pants. Right as I finished up peeing, I arched my back and nearly scream from the pleasure as I came.

I learn right then and there how much I love to wet myself.

“I knew you were a dirty girl, too.”

She says to me.

[davinamercury]

Idk but I really like when they have to pee so bad that they have tears in their eyes.

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I’m bored, ask me omo question- or give me omo scenrios and ill rate them

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In your first omo story im curious, how much did you actually wet the bed vs in your pants?

(And just delete this if it makes you uncomfy <3)

totally fine!! I was already peeing when I woke up, but there was a huge amount but jumping out of bed made it ALL come out. The bladder can hold a surprising amount, so it wasn’t just some small thing either lol

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Another omo story behind one person asked.

There’s only one person I’ve known who knew about my omo kink, and that was my ex situationship who we’ll call Claire. I don’t remember how I told her exactly, but I know I told her because she had been hinting at having an omo kink as well, saying she had a holding kink. We hung out every week, sometimes for days on end. So, obviously, we would regularly do ~stuff~

It was late, we were horny and drunk. We both were complaining how drinking made us need to pee a lot, and that’s when she came up with the idea: a holding contest- time each other for how long we could hold.

We drank even more, some water, some liquor. I was the one to start teasing her, as I spotted her sitting on her foot- something I do when I’m trying to discreetly hold. I told to stand up, and she did. She winced, pinching one of her eyes and her nose.

“You’re doing that on purpose”

She said.

“Just trying not to loose.” I replied.

We’d give eachother challenges, like listening to water sounds while drinking more, standing up and down, doing jumping jacks. Through this, I realized I had never wet in front of someone and part of me wanted to back out from embarrassment- but didn’t say anything. She tells me to stand, and at this point, I’ve drank a days worth of liquid and my desperation would obvious.

She pressed me up against the wall, pushing her knee beneath my crotch as she pressed very firmly onto my bladder. I squeezed my thighs, or try to, to aid my mix of pleasure and pain. Then, she pulled her knee away, pushing my bladder harder as she back up a few inches, because she knew.

I was wearing these low rise blue jeans, and the moment I began to wet my pants you could see it. I remember freezing, as the hot rush of my pee ran down and spread. I couldn’t help but moan a bit, knowing she was watching me with her bladder full. This finally came to a stop, for what seems like a couple of minutes worth of pissing.

She told me to keep my pants on, and she began to rub my clit over my jeans, licking the massive wet patch on my jeans. I could feel her wiggle, as she was still holding and growing desperate. I surprised her by picking her up and placing her on my lap as I sat down on her bed, motioning her hips to grind on my leg. She gasped loudly when I lightly pressed her bladder, that simple touch allowing her to release onto my already wet pants.