I wanted other people to see me when I wet myself.To judge me as a dirty pissy whore.The urge to actually do it grew as fast as those wet patches grew... every time I stood in the bath and pissed myself edged me closer to the point where I had to do it for real as the sexual reward rapidly diminished.I did it in the garden, where someone could see me.I did it in the street, in the dark where someone saw me but didn’t know what I was doing; didn’t know that I was pissing myself and didn’t know. Then slowly she sucked the entire large areola and nipple into her mouth. It was large and firm and very sensitive. April mewled deep in her throat."Oh... yes!" she gasped.Laura held April's breast in both hands. For about a minute, she sucked and tongued and pinched the wet nipple and areola, watching the stippling bumps appear, watching the center stem spring erect. Then she sucked it back in deep, sucking hard. April moaned."Ohhnnn! Oh... oh yes Laura! Ohhhhnnnn, that feels so good!"Laura. .. Claire. About a week ago I let Claire give me a blow job in the school parking lot. She had been flirting with me for months and even though I knew she was the talkative type, I gave in. Before I came all over her pretty face, she promised me she wouldn't say a word, as she jerked my 7" cock. Good enough for me, I thought, as I face fucked Claire into her throat. She held her head still with her mouth stretched open as I gouged her until my pubes brushed her lips. I made several lunges into. He couldn't put his finger onwhat the sensation was, or what it felt like, but there was a definitetightening going on around his hips. He adjusted himself and put thenote in his out box. Maybe later he would remember and tack it up on thecompany board when he got his next cup of tea, just as a joke. Forgetting about the note for the moment, he turned once again tothe sports, intent on finding out last nights score on the game he'd beton. He tried to get comfortable, adjusting his posture.