New Year, New Accidents - One Shot

*This is a male POV story with PE and female wetting. It was requested by a patron. Do you have scenarios you want to see in a story? Message me!

“Fuck, she’s so hot, dude,” Marcus comments to you, admiring your girlfriend of 3 weeks, Addison.

“Hey, back off!” You reply jokingly. “I know, though. Still can’t believe it.” Addison is your typical girl-next-door gorgeous. She has brunette hair, average height, and a slim but curvy build. Her tits are phenomenal, practically bursting out of the red dress she is wearing, and her plump butt bounces and hugs the skirt of her dress as she dances. Her face is sweet with big, welcoming blue eyes and full lips.

“You guys…” Marcus nudges you. You roll your eyes and shake your head no. “WHAT!” He yells a little too loud to reply. “It’s been three weeks, and you haven’t fucked? What’s wrong with you!”

“We’re taking it slow, you know….”

“Dude, if I was dating Addison and I couldn’t fuck her, I’d have to be busting a nut every 5 minutes for relief. Have you guys done anything?”

At this point, you are getting a little tired of Marcus’s harassment and just want to go back to hanging around Adi. “We’ve done some over the pants stuff, nothing too crazy.”

“Damn. I feel for you, man. Well, I gotta take a leak,” Marcus says and finally leaves. Truthfully, it has been hard not to be sexual with Addison. She is a flirt, notoriously, and a tease. But she is also sweet and intimate. She doesn’t want to “just fuck you,” as she puts it. And if you’re being completely honest to yourself, you’re not sure you’re ready to cross that bridge yet, either.

You’re what many would call…inexperienced. Okay, to put it bluntly, you’re without experience. Yes, a virgin. While all your other friends lost their virginity at 17, 18, you’re here now and still no action. That isn’t to say that you haven’t had girlfriends or sexual encounters, just most of them ended… quickly.

“Hey!” Addison breaks you out of your own thoughts and plants a kiss on your lips.

“Hey,” you replied with a smile. “You’re drunk!”

“Am noooot!” Adi replies. She was. You can tell by the glazed-over look in her eyes and her total lack of balance. “Come dance with me!” She demands.

“I don’t know, I’m not a good dancer,” you reply, staying put as she pulls your arm towards the dance floor.

“Oh, come on, no one’s a good dancer,” she insists. The crowd of bodies on the dance floor is dense and difficult to see through, and so you finally cave and let her pull you in. She jumps with glee as you do, and you can’t help but dash your eyes down to see her braless breasts bounce in her dress; you also can’t help but have your cock twitch with arousal.

Addison pulls you into the heat of the crowd. Drunk and sweaty people dance sloppily around you. You feel out of place, but then Addison places your hands where she wants them: right on hips, just above her ass. She loses herself in the music, swaying her hips back and forth. You start to sway with her, your eyes constantly checking up on her beautiful rack as sweat begins to make them shimmer and shine. Before long, your cock is fully erect. You can’t help it; she is just too hot.

You feel awkward and slow your movements, looking around and hoping that no one notices the tent in your pants.

“What’s wrong! Dance, baby!” Adi yells over the music. You laugh nervously.

“It’s nothing. Fuck, you’re so hot,” is all you can think to say. The complement puts a naughty idea in Addison’s head, and she gets a mischievous look in her eye. She pulls you in, pressing her big tits against your torso, and kisses you passionately. Her tongue flies in and out of your mouth, and her hands guide yours to her ass. Under slight intoxication, you flow into the embrace with her. But as your arousal builds, you quickly have to push away.

“What?” she asks, confused.

“It’s just…getting a bit exciting,” you whisper, embarrassed.

“Whaaat?” Adi asks, interested and eager. She looks around for a moment, then slowly repositions her hand from your arm to crotch. You wince in sudden pleasure as her hand grazes your fully erect cock in your pants. Addison gasps with joy, then grabs hold of what she can.

“Stop…” you groan.

“What’s wrong baby? I like how excited I can make you,” she replies, continuing to stroke.

“Okay, okay, you have to stop,” you say and pull her hand away.

“Why?”

“Because…” You hesitate to explain. Adi clues in then pulls herself up, so her full lips breathe hot breath against your ear and whispers.

“Are you going to cum in your pants?”

The question makes you tremble with arousal and nerve. The confidence in her voice, the control she had over you with just the motion of her hips or a simple whisper. You felt the inside of your underwear dampen as precum gushed out.

All you can do is avoid eye contact and nod. She smiles devilishly, then turns her back to you, presses her ass to your crotch, and starts grinding along with the music. Your heart beats faster, and you feel lightheaded as the blood rushes from your head to your cock. Her fat, perfectly shaped ass jiggles perfectly as she dances to the music against you, and as if she thought no one would be looking, she lifts her skirt, so her bare ass in a thong is what brushes against you.

Your cock strains and flexes without control in your pants. You blush as you realize; she wants this. She wants you to cum in your pants as she dances on you. She wants to feel you recoil and buckle as you release your load into your underwear. She wants the wet stain on the front of your pants as you leave tonight. The pleasure builds, and you quickly feel yourself getting closer, and closer, and then…

She stops. Addison turns around suddenly, and her hands dash to her crotch.

“Are you okay?” You ask.

“Holy fuck,” she starts. “I suddenly have to pee so fucking bad.”

‘Oh fuck,’ you think. This can’t be happening. This isn’t real. This is your exact combination of kink. You love watching desperate women piss their pants, and at the same time, your pathetic lack of stamina, while preventing you from going all the way with women, has turned into another kink you actively maintain.

“Help me get to the toilet, please!” she begs of you. You snap to your senses, grab her hand, and turn to head straight to the toilet. The crowd fights against you, and your balls ache. As you’re about to exit the dance floor, you realize that you still have a rock-hard, pre-cum dribbling erection in your pants that isn’t going away.

You adjust the best you can before arriving out in the open, when suddenly, Addison stops in her tracks.

“Oh no!” She groans, looking down at her legs.

“Are you…” you start to ask, but as the words leave your lips, you see the answer to your would-be question unfold in front of you. A stream of golden liquid flushes out from Addison’s skirt. It hisses over music as it pushes past her panties and runs down her stunning legs. You can’t look away, and suddenly, you can’t stop something of your own.

As if masturbating to women pissing themselves for years has somehow trained you for this moment, within moments of seeing the hot piss flow down your stunning girlfriend’s legs, your cock explodes. No stimulation needed beyond what she had already given you and the visual feast in front of you. It is sudden and overwhelming. You buckle over and hold your breath, locking eyes with Addison.

She watches the stain grow on the outside of your pants as you watch the bottom of her skirt dampen.

“Happy New Year!” suddenly rings out through the crowd. You and Addison look at each other, stunned for a moment. Addison starts laughing, and you have no other response but to laugh along.

Then, Addison struts over to you and plants a wet, passionate kiss on your lips.

“Happy New Year, handsome,” she says.

“Happy New Year, gorgeous,” you reply.

“Come on, let’s go back to my place and…have a shower,” Addison suggested.

“That sounds like a great idea.”