Peeing in your saree

A dry saree is, well, dry. A wet saree, on the other hand, opens up the gateway to a world of possibilities. Always wear a wet saree.

There are different gradations to how wet a saree can be. In this post, I will deal with a saree that is preferably wet-moist.

A wet-moist saree can be achieved thus. Soak a saree completely, or get drenched in one. The second method is vastly preferable. Peel off the soaked saree from your drenched body. Drink plenty of water, because humans do not absorb water through skin. Wring out the saree till it is wet. When is a saree wet? When it isn't incessantly dripping, but is watery to the touch, and does drip if squeezed.

Drink more water.

Now take your wet saree and squeeze it wring it more so that more water leaves. Now the saree should be wet to the touch, not watery, and getting water out of it by squeezing should not be as easy. That is a wet-moist saree.

Drink more water. Finish off that bottle. Don't ever be careful while drinking water. Let it splash on your blouse. After all, it is wet anyway.

Wear your wet-moist saree again. Don't stand around in just your blouse and petticoat. Have some manners. If you don't use a petticoat, and I highly recommend such methods, have even more manners. No one wants to see your hairy vagina while your breasts are stuck in a wet clingy and snug blouse.

Drink more water.

Walk around. Feel the wet-moist fabric swish around, feel it cling to your legs, but not in a way that arrests movement. Feel it wrap itself around your buttocks. Tuck the pallu in your hips. Feel the droplets of water extract themselves as you do.

Drink more water.

Hop around a bit. Dust off your old skipping rope. After all, your blouse is so wet it will sop the sweat right off your nipples. Work out for fifteen minutes.

You are sweating now. You breaths are coming fast, you are panting. Sweat pours off you in rivulets. You have always sweated a lot. You have never worked out so hard. Your blouseback, already wet-moist with water, is now drenched with sweat and is warm with sweat. Your saree breastfront, clinging to your blousebreast and blouseback, is equally sweaty and warm.

Drink plenty of water.

You are tired now. Go into the bathroom. Pour some water on the mosaic floor. Kneel down on the pool of water, let the knee of your saree soak in the water. Tuck the wet-moist saree into your vagina, into your peehole.

You cool off somewhat. Your saree and blouse are wet, and they cool easily. Your body is warm, but your clothes clinging on are cool. You need to do something about it.

Drink more water. Finish off the third bottle.

You have to pee now. You know you have to. Your bladders have been trying to burst ever since you started skipping, but now you can wait no longer. You. Have. To. Pee.

You look up. The commode is on the other side of the bathroom. It is too far away. You can hold it in all your might for just a bit longer, long enough to get to the commode and let it all out. All you need to do is not to drink any more water and to hold on to the tension. To not relax.

Drink more water.

Relax.

The hot liquid gushes out of your peehole and directly into the waiting wet-moist saree. It drenches the slightly cooled saree and heats it up instantly, while the saree gulps down the oncoming rush of pure urine like a parched sailor. You feel the warm liquid --- now slightly cooled by the saree --- gush down your inner thigh down onto your calf. You sway gently, your eyes closed. No orgasm is better than peeing wearing a wet saree.

Halfway through your pee, you pause it. The watery pool underneath you is now almost entirely warm pee. You spread out your legs and sit butt down directly on the pool. Your sareebackside soaks in the urine eagerly. You fold your legs in, adjust your saree so that it once again covers your peehole properly, and then let go once again, this time more gently, savouring in the delectable charm like a connoisseur sipping Merlot.

Once you are about two-thirds done, you realise that so far, you have only been servicing your body waist-down. Your saree below has revelled in the celebration that is fresh urine, while your poor blouse and sareefront and pallu have been left wallowing. Your upperbody has goosebumps, but your sweat-soaked blouse is yet to soak itself in urine.

So you pause, half get up, and lie down on your own puddle of piss. You roll around, all the while holding the rest of your pee in. Once you have serviced your entire body, you stand up, tuck in your saree into your peehole again, and walk to the commode. As you do so, you pee your last drops out and give your peehole a final push. You sit down on the commode. Your pee-soaked saree squeezes, and pee falls into the commode pool. You relax, luxuriating in the feel of a properly uring soaked sareeblouse, and start reading that novel that your started the last time you peed in your saree.


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Sarees should always be worn wet

Sarees should always be worn wet.

Not everywhere, of course. That would be silly.

One should first be in a tropical country. Preferably one that is somewhat humid. Parts of India and the whole of Bangladesh fit the bill perfectly.

Ok, now that that is out of the way, why would anyone want to wear a wet saree. After all, if one has to wear a saree, wouldn't it be better to wear one that is, you know, dry? After all, isn't that the socially acceptable way?

Well, yes. And that *is* the point.

Being socially acceptable implies a death of innovation and a dearth of soul. Also, it isn't as comfortable.

So, back to my original point. Sarees should always be worn wet.

An automatic question arises. One of logistics. It is rather difficult to actually put on a soaking wet saree. Have you tried it? I have. Not easy. It helps if you wring out some of the water though. As in, soak your saree, wring it out so that the saree is merely wet and not dripping water anymore, and then give it a shot. It *should* be easier. It would be even easier if you could expend a few more calories and really give it a thorough wringing, so that the saree is now wet-moist and somewhat less clingy. A proper wet saree will cling everywhere and make it next to impossible to wrap around. A wet-moist saree, on the other hand, will make life easier. While it won't cling as much when you are in the act of wearing it, it will conform to your breasts, buttocks, hips and body once you have put it one tight. Remember always to tuck in your moist-wet pallu (because the pallu dries a little faster) into your wet saree-waist (because the saree-waist dries the slowest).

The second method of wearing a wet saree is to first wear a dry or a damp one and then apply water as you see fit. It might be more comfortable to not start with a perfectly dry saree. Better to begin with a damp one, one that has been drying for a few hours in a humid environment. That way, you wouldn't have to break the rule and wear a dry saree while still being able to wear the saree without any trouble. The downside of course is that you will no longer be able to control the level of wetness your saree has when you wet it after you wear it. Also, you will also become wet along with your saree, which should be avoided while going to work. At work, be professional. The only part of your body that should be wet should be your saree and your blouse, and  not you.

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The wet pallu

Grab. Swish. Tuck.

Wet and shiny

In Kadhal Kadhai, the lady in the picture supports herself and her daughter by working as a domestic help. Clearly she does not have access to an umbrella, for she walks through driving rain carrying her daughter along, using her pallu to protect her daughter from the downpour. When she arrives at the home of the sleazy schoolteacher, she is most thoroughly drenched from head to toe. Her cotton saree, light blue when dry, is now a decidedly darker shade. Her cotton blouse is deliciously soaked and shiny, and so is her face and neck. She has an enigmatic smile on her face, perhaps because she has rather enjoyed her rainy walk.

Royal blue, soaked

The saree carries a lot of excess water and is thus heavy and perhaps a little unwieldy. Her pallu barely manages to stay on her left shoulder. The saree, framed by a golden border, has turned into a magnificent shade of luminescent royal blue, while the  blouse is a now a beautiful shiny and dark midnight blue. A single strand of wet hair is loose over her face, and the red bindi and the nose stud highlight the face. Her attitude is that of casual relaxation, as if getting drenched is an everyday matter for her.

A good pose

Later on, most of the water has sluiced off her, and she is now in a more normal wet situation. Like one is after spending about five minutes or so out of the rain, with the saree and the blouse now resolutely clinging to her, and accentuating her various shapely curves. She puts her kid down, grabs her dangling pallu, swishes it around her waist and confidently tucks it in [see top]. The bare arms with a sheen of rainwater, the puffed out breasts and the beautifully moist pallu come together like a dream. The bare moist midriff, the shape of her spine and the curve of her pose, the blouse fitting so snugly it can almost be a part of her body, and the unforgiving saree draped tightly around leaving precious little to imagination. That is a good pose, good enough to be poetry.

Damp & workin'

In the final segment, we see her retrieve a broom and begin sweeping. Her attitude is as always relaxed and easygoing, as if doing her daily chores in soaked clothes is an everyday certainty. The way she adjusts the broom handle shows that she has been doing this for quite a while.

Indian domestic maids usually wear cotton sarees to work for three primary reasons. One, cotton sarees are cheap and easily and widely available. Two, they are a comfortable wear in the hot and soggy Indian summers, allowing enough air to circulate to keep the wearer cool and soaking up sweat and then drying slowly which leads to an additional cooling effect. Third, and most importantly, cotton sarees are the best bet if one gets caught in a downpour, and then has to work wearing the wet saree and blouse.

The lonesome raindrop

p.s. We sign this post off with perhaps the most beautiful shot of all. As she bends, the light catches a lone waterdrop clinging to her chin, creating a mesmerizing effect. Nowhere during this sequence does she actually try and dry herself, and her indifference towards the raindrop highlights it.

Olive green saree. Black cotton blouse. Soaked. Sodden. Clingy.

Black. Soaked. Shiny.

Gundello Godari has a few wet scenes, but the one near the end with Lakshmi Manchu trying desperately to get her saviour to the hospital in a rickshaw through the driving rain takes the cake. She is wearing a non-cotton olive green saree, an everyday black cotton blouse, and a black longskirt with red floral patterns. When the rain soaks her from head to toe, the saree darkens somewhat, while the blouse sticks to her body and shines from the shooting lights.

Olive green. Sodden. Clingy.

The previous scene of Manchu wheeling the rickshaw into the hospital premises was shot from a wide angle, and thus had the freedom of showing the rain pelting down on the hapless protagonist. This scene however, shot from a much closer distance, would not have worked with a full-blown downpour. It is apparent that, although she looks to be getting soaked further in the rain here, the sprinklers are actually off here. The water sluicing down Manchu's hair, braid, blouse, back, and saree are that of a person having just come in from the rain, and not actually standing in it. The sodden pallu wraps around Manchu and clings to her, while the blouse both shines and shapes itself to Mandhu's well toned body. All in all, a beautiful example of a just-drenched shot in a very non-sensual context.

Here is the clip.

The slow soak in the rain : walking out in the rain in a damp saree

Damp blouse. Moist saree.

The telugu movie Gundello Godari has a scene very near the end in which Lakshmi Manchu frantically brings an injured man to a hospital in a rickshaw. In driving rain. Manchu is wearing an olive green saree with a very appropriate black cotton everyday blouse and a black long skirt with red floral patterns. The saree darkens somewhat when soaked, and the blouse reflects light well. There is a very nice sequence indoors when Manchu runs around tries to get medical help, all the while in the soaked saree and skirt, which very effectively wraps around her body, accentuating it as well restricting movement. There are quite a few sequences that invite analysis, but for this post I shall restrict myself to the end of the action when Manchu, dejected and looking utterly worn out, steps out of the hospital back into the rain. Her saree had by this time dried out somewhat, and had a damp look. As she walks back out, the green fabric darkening as the water drops hit them can be seen quite clearly. The black blouse also almost immediately takes on a sheen. A lovely example of slow soaking.

Here is a clip of the scene.

Shriya wet in saree in Mazhai

This is a video I uploaded on my youtube channel some time back. There has been a spate of spam "wet saree" videos of deplorable quality on youtube recently, with the same video uploaded multiple times. My channel has been around for a while, and while not updated regularly, it does have in-depth descriptions for the true wet saree connoisseurs. I have decided to link those videos to my blog now, keeping most of those descriptions intact. Today's video is a clip from the movie Mazhai, and shows a very wet Shriya walking through a bazaar in the rain. She seems to enjoy the rains very much, and carries off her wet saree as if that is the most natural thing in the world. That makes her a proper wet saree user, a trait somewhat rare. The video is in 720p HD.

Mazhai is a remake of the telugu movie Varsham, starring Trisha and other non-wet-saree-clad people. The plot is simple : the heroine loves three things in life --- the hero, sarees and the rain, and not particularly in that order. This gears up for brilliant wet saree songs and scenes, this being one of them. Shriya has already met the interpid hero in some train station, danced with him wearing a cotton saree-blouse combo that changes color deliciously when wet, and kinda left him high and dry in that very station, all thanks to her useless father, and all dressed in the same wet blue saree. I must upload a video of that song someday. For now, we have Shriya, the tamil counterpart of Trisha, meeting the hero for the second time in some bazaar. In the rain. Wearing a violet chiffon saree and a wine-red blouse. To be quite honest, the saree was kinda purple and the blouse a litle lighter red before the rains started, but hey, thats what the water is for, ain't it?

So, right in the beginning of the video, we see Shriya getting quite wet in the rain. From about 00:58 onwards one can see how tranlucent her saree has become, and reveals her figure quite well. Her dress is designed to reveal more than conceal when wet, but the way Shriya carries it off is remarkable. She is somewhat less funny than Trisha in Varsham, but has way more wet-oomph than her.

However, I don't post videos simply because the heroines slip into a saree and get wet. They must be natural about it. Shriya manages that extremely well here. Notice the period from 1:15 to 1:50, where she walks with the hero, talking to him as if it is a fine morning in springtime. She plays with her wet pallu, seen most distinctly around 1:50-1:55. Around 2:00, she wipes her forehead, as if to brush away a wayward strans of sweaty hair, her hand ending up on her blouse. She plays with the pallu again around 2:05, and, in the HIGHLIGHT of this video, places her hands on her hips around 2:08, looking somewhat unimpressed with the hero's dialogue. The best capture is of course at 2:08, when she has her left hand on her hip, is looking to her left, and has a strand of very wet hair straddling her left cheek. Her wet-violet saree remains wet-wrapped on her bosom, with the wet-wine-red blouse doing its best to peek out from under the wet-transparent wet-violet saree. It is indeed quite amazing what one can do with the English language once one classifies "wet" as a certifiable universal adjective!

The description is somewhat long, but this one deserves it. I once again ask you to pause at 2:08, to revel in the beauty that a wet six yard piece can bring to the female form. I am somewhat disappointed that more of Shriya was not seen when the rains stopped, and the best non-rain wet-shot is proabably around 2:49, at which time the video ends. One can see (somewhat) and imagine (the rest) Shriya slowly dripping off as she heads home, wet to her skin, and deliciously happy!

This is of course basically an appetizer. Shriya and Trisha have done lots more in Mazhai and Varsham, with the former probably pipping Trisha to The Queen of Wet crown. But all in all, another amazing display of a gorgeous soaked-saree-clad drenched actress, completely at ease with her completely hydrated attire!

I, of course, am neither the creator of this video nor do I own any rights --- they belong solely to whoever they belong to. This is for wet saree lovers. And, oh, did I forget to mention, this is HD!  :)

Screencaps (some are somewhat edited)

Simple cotton sarees : Meghna Raj in Beautiful

The best sarees to wear at home in the Indian summer are without a doubt old cotton sarees, simple in design and soft to the touch. Meghna Raj's outfit in the Malayalam movie Beautiful provides a good example. Here she is wearing a yellow-orange cotton designless saree, and complements it with a darker blouse. Both saree and blouse look sufficiently worn. A perfect dress for at-home work, or for going outside in the monsoon rains. This particular orange set will change colour when wet, but this is not shown in the movie.

The following is a different outfit combination, with a white-maroon printed saree and vermillion-red blouse. The pictures below compare her (a) doing normal household work while completely dry, (b) with wet hair but dry outfit after having come in from the rain, and (c) fully wet, drenched in rain.