Wetting Girl (f-solo, ws, mast) by this guy (this.guy20@yahoo.com) Summary: A teenage girl pleasures herself in a not so common way… To the casual observer Megan was a typical thirteen year old girl. Like the vast majority of thirteen year-old girls she was concerned with her public image: her hair and clothes had to be just right, she had to be part of the “popular” crowd… Also like the majority of girls her age Megan was discovering her sexuality. However, the thing that turned her on most was so different, and she believed so unusual, that she had to keep it hidden from everyone. Keeping it hidden wasn’t particularly difficult; getting to actually enjoy it, on the other hand was more than slightly problematic… It was Megan’s lucky day: she was home alone…providing her the rare opportunity to partake in her own particular sexual pleasure. But before she could truly enjoy herself, Megan had to prepare: she began by undressing completely. Next up was putting on white thigh-high stockings: rolling them up her long slender teenage legs she couldn’t help marvel at how it was almost as though she was adding a second layer of skin to her legs... Wearing nothing other than the stockings she’d just put on, she got a dressy white blouse from the chest at the foot of her bed. Closing her baby-blue eyes she remembered the last time she had worn that particular blouse two years earlier… The blouse was tight…tighter than Megan had expected: the cuffs of its long sleeves were near the middle of her fore-arms; the thin fabric had just enough stretch in it to fit over her perky thirteen-year-old breasts. Glancing at her reflection in the long mirror on her closet door, she couldn’t help but think how inviting her hard nipples looked through the thin white fabric of the blouse: so inviting that it was hard for her to resist the urge to massage them a bit. Opening a drawer in her dresser, Megan retrieved her favorite pair of jeans: the tightest pair of jeans she owned (that she could actually get into). They were a faded light blue and quite soft from the many times she had worn them. After stepping into them, she pulled them up over her stocking-clad legs. They were so tight she had to lie back on her bed to zip them up. Going to her closet she dug out the pair of bright red high-heeled boots she had shop-lifted from J-MART only a few months before. With a five- inch heel they much more slutty-looking than anything else she owned; and with that exceptionally high heel they felt completed different on her feet when she wore them. She needed to pee, but not badly enough yet, so she went to her kitchen. She drank two big glasses of ice tea, before going back to her bedroom. She love the way her tight jeans feel against her pussy and her ass. The material of the jeans rubbing against her pussy brought me close to orgasm as she walked into the bedroom. She lay back on her bed and gently caressed her breasts, getting her nipples very hard. She could feel the pressure on her bladder slowly building as she dreamed about going down on the guy next door. She slid a hand into her crotch, rubbing the outline of her pussy through her jeans. Her pussy was hot, and she could feel a little dampness through the denim. She continued rubbing herself until she almost came, stopping just short of orgasm. She could feel a small wet spot in the crotch of her jeans where her juices had soaked through. She made little circles with her index finger on the wet spot and brought her finger to her face, sniffing her juices before tasting them. She put her hand back between her legs. She raised her knees up and spread them a bit, then slid her fingers back and forth over the denim, almost pushing the material into her wet vagina. She was close to peeing her pants as she rubbed away at the growing wet spot in her jeans. Once again stopping as she neared orgasm, fearing she'd wet the bed if she came. She strutted on her sexy red high heels to the bathroom, enjoying the view of the small wet spot in her crotch. She laughed a slightly nervous laugh as she imagined what most of her friends would have thought of her if they could see what she’d look like little more than two minutes in the future. She stepped into the bathtub, unable to hold back her pee any longer. She put her hand over her pussy and watched in the mirror as she let loose a long squirt. The dark spot in the crotch area of her jeans got bigger and became shiny as her warm urine soaked through the denim fabric and wetted her hand. The warm piss felt good in her tight jeans as the wet denim both clung to her skin and rubbed against her thriteen-year-old pussy at the same time. She forced the denim back against her pussy-lips as she started to pee again. This time she pissed long enough for the dark blue stain to expand upward and outward to her thighs. She felt her hot piss running down the legs of her jeans and she really let loose. A glistening dark stripe of piss was running down each of her legs. She watched the dark area reach her high-heeled boots and started to squirm as her hot piss collected around her feet. She imagined her white thigh highs turning to a transparent yellow as she mashed her hand against her pussy through her soaked jeans. Dark trickles of piss were running down her calves as she started to rub her breasts with her dry hand. Her nipples had hardened to the point where they felt like the rubber erasers on the ends of pencils in her blouse as her hot urine saturated her jeans. She could see little bubbles of piss squishing out of the seams in her red high-heeled boots as she squatted up and down and watched the soaked thighs and knees of her jeans gleaming. She was close to orgasm when she ran dry. Her jeans were soaked! The front was dark blue and warm from just below the belt loops to the top of her boots. One of her calves was solid dark blue, and trickles of pee crisscrossed the other. She could feel a bit of warmth on the bottom of her ass as piss crept up the rear of her jeans. Her pussy was so wet, that her jeans would have looked like she had pissed in them a little, if they were still dry. Her feet were fully submerged in the piss that was in her boots as she sat down in the tub, with her legs bent. The urine felt good as it soaked into the ass of her jeans. She removed her left foot from her boot, and looked at the soaked material of her thigh high. She rubbed the piss soaked boot on her stiff nipple... Her white blouse going transparent from the wetness of the pee, before she replaced her boot, feeling how pretty her dainty feel looked wet with her pee! She removed the other, and rubbed it on her right breast. She was a mess, and she loved it! She started to fondle her breasts through her wet blouse as she slid a hand between her legs. The wet denim felt good as she rubbed her pussy through her jeans. She studied her piss soaked clothing as she rubbed her pussy and played with her breasts. She started to moan slightly as her excitement built. She thrust her crotch against her hand, fingering her swollen clit through the denim. She lightly pinched her nipples as she kept up the rubbing. Her moans grew louder as she got near the edge. She started rubbing her pussy faster through her glistening jeans; her breathing getting very heavy as her juices flowed from her pussy. Closer... Closer... "Yessss!" she screamed loudly as she came, soaking the already soaked crotch of her very tight jeans with her sexual juices. Her ass lifting up off the bottom of the tub as she almost blacked out while her vaginal muscles contracted and her toes curled against the soles of her boots. She lay quietly in the bathtub, still rubbing her pussy as she caught her breath; her wet clothes starting to get a little cold, so she decided to warm them up with water. She sat up and started the water, watching as it splash over her high-heeled red boots. Once the stream of water coming out of the tap was nice and hot she slid forward, positioning her crotch directly in the stream of steamy water. She closed the drain and sighed as the hot water coursed through her jeans and washed over her pussy. She felt the water slowly rise and soak the ass of her jeans as well as the back of her blouse. She rubbed her pussy through her jeans, water from the faucet splashing all over her belly. Her long hair was becoming submerged by the rising water in the tub as she rubbed her pussy, water inching up and slowly soaking her clothing. She unzipped her jeans and let the hot water pour directly onto her pussy: her clit hard as rock as she worked a finger into her vagina. She flicked her thumb over her clit as she fucked her pussy with her finger. She had to stop to shut off the water. She rolled around in the tub until she was completely drenched. She stood up for a moment and watched the water flowing off her clothing: the wet material of her blouse further stimulating her nipples. She loved the feel of her soaked jeans clinging to her ass. She sat back down in the water and fondled her breasts. She slid down until her ears submerged and she was in her own little world as she stuck two fingers into her pussy. One hand played with her nipples, while the first two finger on her other hand slid in-and-out of her pussy: with each in-and- out movement, she was becoming closer and closer to cumming. She moaned softly again, her clit now so sensitive that she had to ease up on her rubbing. The continuous feeling of pleasure from her sex organs was almost unbearable as the hot water delayed her orgasm. She started thrusting her hips out of the water at the deepest penetration of her fingers. She imagined her glistening jeans appearing in and out of the water as the water lapped at her body. In her mind her fingers became a rock hard cock which was slamming in-and-out of her thirteen-year-old pussy: its walls clamped around her fingers as she came. The thrashing convulsing movements of her orgasming body was causing water to slosh over her face as she moaned in pleasure while through the course of her orgasm. It took her a few minutes to recover from that spectacular orgasm; and once she had, she simply laid there fully clothed in the water for another few minutes in a state of post-orgasmic bliss. She let the water out and stood up. She looked like a drowned rat, but a very sexy one: hair was a mess and plastered to her face; her blouse was almost completely invisible and stuck to her upper body like a second skin; the jeans were wrinkled and crushed against her legs. She stepped out of her heels and looked at them, putting the heel of one in her mouth, sucking it like a little cock! She undid her jeans and took them off, revealing her glistening thigh highs. Reluctantly she removed her blouse. She slowly rolled down her thigh highs, and then she dried herself off. She went into the bedroom and pulled back the covers. She got in all snug, and let her hand drift down to her still lubricated pussy. By the time she drifted off for a nap, her hand pussy and sheets were covered in her juices.