Dear Wet Set,
Thank you for relieving me of many years of guilt. I have always thought there was something wrong with me because of my addiction to wetting my bed. Even though I am now a grown woman, I just can't stop myself feeling like I want to do it. It's caused me endless problems with relationships, because guys think I'm frigid. I admit that 'normal' sex for me is a problem, but when I feel what I do in my panties and my bed, I get excited like you wouldn't believe.
I also find it a turn on to picture myself when I was a teenager, still going to bed in nappies and plastic pants, and thoroughly wetting myself in my sleep. Despite all the guilt and embarrassment, and fear of getting found out, there were aspects of it that I really liked. I have no doubt that whatever the original causes, my bedwetting continued purely through habit, one that I enjoyed, and therefore much harder to break. It was mainly the mornings that I enjoyed most - waking up with warm wet nappies bunched tightly between my legs. I had my first sexual feelings by squeezing my thighs against my wet nappies, and eventually ended up using my hand to rub the nappy between my legs.
Over the years I developed the habit of deliberately wetting myself when I went to bed or as soon as I woke up. This produced the most wonderful feelings as the warm pee bubbled and soaked its way all through my pants. I only felt mildly guilty about this as my nappies were almost always wet anyway. I was so used to doing this that I continued to do it even towards the end when I had not wet in my sleep. There was something so deliciously naughty and lazy about not having to get up in the cold to go to the bathroom, but instead using my pants. My mother's reactions varied enormously between anger, when she would use nappies as a punishment, and complete softness, when I felt that it was totally acceptable to go to the bathroom in my bed. No wonder I ended up confused!
I remember the incident that changed everything for me. I was in my late teens, and on this particular evening for some reason I had had a big argument with my Mum. I can't remember what the argument was about, but it's not important. I do remember feeling very angry and annoyed though. Probably somewhere about half an hour before normal, Mum sent me to bed as a sort of punishment, and as I was heading for the bathroom, she called out 'And don't you dare wet the bed tonight!' This was a strange thing for her to say, as I hadn't wet it for ages, but it somehow triggered something in my head.
Defiantly I marched into the bathroom, closed the door, stood by the toilet for about a minute, and simply flushed it without having done anything. I don't think I particularly needed to go at the time, but I was trying to increase the likelihood of an accident. Then I went and got into bed wearing just my nightie and a pair of cotton panties. I lay there waiting for someone to come and say goodnight as was normal, but due to the argument this didn't happen, which only served to make me more annoyed.
I can't remember if I dozed for a bit, or if it was much later, but my next memory of the evening is of it being dark, meaning that the rest of the family had gone to bed. Lying there in the darkness I gradually became aware of the need to pee. If I had been in nappies I would probably have just wet straight away, but since I wasn't I hesitated slightly. I had not lost my resolve from earlier in the evening so after my brief hesitation I got myself comfortable all ready to wet the bed.
But the strangest thing happened! I suddenly became so turned on at what I was about to do, and my pussy so excited, that I couldn't pee. This was a new feeling for me, and I actually had to calm myself down in order to wet myself. But the feeling when I finally did was better than anything I had experienced before. The hot sensation of pee flooding my bed was fantastic, and since I had recently been taking iron pills, the smell from under the covers was strong and erotic. Before I knew what I was doing I found myself masturbating like there was no tomorrow. And this is how my addiction was confirmed.
So thankyou Wet Set for providing a place where I can share my now not so strange addiction to bedwetting.
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