Omorashi Desires (A Woman Wetting)

She stands there, her legs tightly crossed,
A look of desperation, her face embossed,
With the need to pee, she can't deny,
But there's a thrill in being so desperate, she can't lie.

An erotic feeling filled her,
As she felt the need to pee,
She savored each sensation,
As she struggled to stay free.

Her bladder full, her body tense,
She surrenders to the feeling, it makes no sense,
But the urgency, the discomfort, it's exciting,
She can't help but enjoy this feeling, it's enticing.

As she struggles to hold it in,
Her mind begins to spin,
Thoughts of release, of letting go,
She can't wait to feel that warm flow.

But she holds on, savoring the sensation,
Of being on the brink of desperation,
She closes her eyes and lets out a sigh,
This feeling of need, she just can't deny.

And just when she thinks she can't hold on any longer,
She gives in, her willpower getting weaker,
As she lets go, her panties start to dampen,
But she doesn't care, this feeling is her haven.

And as the warm liquid spreads,
She lets out a moan, her body fed,
By the pleasure, the relief, the ecstasy,
She's in control, she's wild and free.

Her panties soaked and clinging,
To her thighs oh so tight,
She reveled in the naughtiness,
Of this forbidden delight.

Her fingers traced down her body,
As she began to masturbate,
Her thoughts consumed with passion,
As she reached her ultimate state.

She quickly starts to touch herself,
Fingers moving fast, her breaths are shallow,
She knows what comes next, without a doubt,
An orgasm so intense, she can't live without.

The sound of her own moaning,
Echoed through the night,
As her orgasm wracked her body,
In a wave of pure delight.

She thought of all the dirty things,
That she couldn't say out loud,
And as her body trembled,
She felt so proud.

For in this dark and secret moment,
She had truly set herself free,
Exploring her desires,
In a way she never thought she'd be.

And as she reaches the peak of pleasure,
A wave of bliss, a feeling she'll always treasure,
She explodes in an explosion of delight,
Squirting in her knickers, such a beautiful sight.

As she comes down from her high,
She's left with a wet, but satisfied, sigh,
She peels off her soaked underwear,
And smiles, knowing she can always find pleasure there.

For her, the feeling of desperation,
Is a wellspring of passionate elation,
So she'll continue to hold on, to let go,
And revel in this thrilling, secret show.

So let the darkness consume you,
Embrace the thrill of the chase,
For in these moments of surrender,
You'll find your most hidden place.

And in the end, when it's all over,
And the light begins to dawn,
You'll be left with a memory,
Of the night you let go and let it all on.