KozmoFox 5,644 Posted July 22, 2018 👮 Moderator Popular Post Share Posted July 22, 2018 Hi everyone! Its me, Kozmo! This isn't the next part of Lotto, rather this is an experience I had the other day coming home, due to an unfortunate misunderstanding I had with both my own brain and my scheduling. This will likely be a shorter one, due to the fact that it wasn't really planned out like a lot of my stuff, it just happened due to circumstance. Basically I was at my friends apartment, and had been there since the previous evening. There were a few of us and we had a few drinks. I was in a basic getup, black tank top, denim short shorts, black knee highs, and black and red lacy undergarments. My hair was tied up in a ponytail so I actually got to show off most of my tats, including the one on my upper back. Hardly any of the stuff that happened while I was there actually matters, it was just a lot of alcohol and video games. The things that really matter are as follows 1. I wanted to go home that evening. We had gotten pretty sloshed the previous evening, so this was the wind-down day. To get home from my friends house, I to walk a few blocks to a bus stop, and then ride two busses to get home, with the total ride taking well over an hour, just because I live in an inconvenient spot for bus routes. 2. I wanted to be lewd when I got home. When I get drunk, I get lewd. (Some people take advantage of that and it makes me sad when I wake up the next day but this is not one of those days.) When I get lewd, I usually think about omo. Because my lewdness involves omo, I drink more, which gives me more alcohol sometimes, which makes me lewder, meaning more omo, more drinking, you get the idea. Therefore, my idea was for lewd omo things when I had gotten home, and I had already started filling myself up very substantially with wine and beer looong before I was even due to leave. And perhaps the most important part that you should know heading into this 3. Is that I got the fucking bus schedule wrong. As finicky as I am regarding just about everything in my life, you'd think I'd get that much right. I normally use google maps to double check arrival times, but remember how I posted that status the other day about how I ran out of data? Yeah. I thought it came every hour to that specific spot, :45 on the dot. Turns out there's an hour it skips, for whatever reason. So I leave the apartment, mildly buzzed and needing to pee like you wouldn't believe. I walk my walk, savoring the feeling of the waistband pushing into my bladder, stopping every little bit to knock my knees a little. I had to pee. Emphasis. I thought I had this perfectly timed. By the time I'd get home, I'd be extremely close to bursting, and I could savor the fun. I did make it to the bus stop eventually. I sat down, crossed my legs. I hopped on a discord voicechat via the wifi at the cafe across the street with some friends and tried not to let my voice tremble. The bus would be here in 5 minutes after all. Except it wasn't. And I panicked. Oh BOY did I panic. I almost aborted right there. Almost. But I'm me, and you know how I work. Half of my brain screamed abort, find bathroom. The other half screamed, CHALLENGE ACCEPTED. So I checked google maps, now that I had a wifi spot, and that was when I discovered the bus in question would not arrive for another hour. The duel voices screaming ABORT and CHALLENGE ACCEPTED intensified, and the latter won out. I went to said cafe, sat down outside, and waited. And waited. And trembled and tried not to desperately moan into my earbuds mic on discord. And waited. And then walked to Burger King because I wanted spicy nuggs. Which I got a drink with, because I'm ME. Then I went back and waited some more. It was at this point I was doubting my ability to hold it. I mean yeah I was desperate to pee beforehand, but this was like, advanced desperation. The end might be near desperation. Uncertainty setting in desperation. You know what I mean? I finished my nuggs and my drink and I went back to the bus stop. My walking was as if it was on eggshells, and I was starting to sweat from the effort of holding it. I wanted immediately to be able to sit back down, but luckily I was still in that voice chat so I was able to keep my mind off it at least a little. Then the bus came. I saw it and my brain ticked that my journey home was actually beginning! And I leaked! Shit. I felt a substantial spurt fire out of me almost simultaneously the second my brain registered joy. I didn't have to look to know the denim had been darkened between my legs. But I was at a bus stop. There was people on the bus, there was people getting ON the bus, I sure as hell wasn't going to make a show of guessing. I just got on the bus, kept my legs together as I could keep them, and sat right in the front by myself, and just kept my eyes on my knees, a bead of sweat trailing down my head. I didn't have discord to keep me occupied anymore as I was leaving wifi, and now I was surrounded by people. But I wasn't going to lose it on the bus. I was not. I'm a very eyes on the prize girl. I sat there, I rubbed my legs together, held my purse on my lap, wiggled around, the full half an hour until I had to transfer busses. The bus that was not at the transfer yet. Fuck me, right? So now I'm standing outside on the bus stop, most people have filed out. Mines the last bus out, and my neighbourhood is the last stop. Remember what I said about inconvenient bussing? It actually takes me fucking forever to get anywhere from home, and then back home. Good thing I'm a couch potato. Its cold outside, because now its dark out, good ol' nighttime, and I'm standing on a main street just about to pee my shorts. The reality of that hit me pretty hard, and I leaked again. Not a lil leak. A my face went immediately pale because that's really fucking visible leak. I felt a gush push out of me, soak my underwear, the crotch of my shorts, and trail down my thigh, off my knee, and patter on the ground. I almost lost it right then and there out of the panic that ensued. But eyes on the prize. Its dark, nobody can see. I'm good. You'd think it would be a relief, but honestly it made my need to pee a billion times worse. I held my purse in front of me and dug my hand into that obvious area between my legs as hard as I could. Hold it, hold it, hold it. The bus did eventually arrive, and I went in that side door they have and planted myself in the back left corner. Half an hour left. And boy was that half an hour, I dribbled a bit just about every bump we hit and had to bite my finger to keep from automatically mewling. It sucks being a vocal-while-desperate person when the desperation is in public. This may not seem like much, but our roads suuuuuuuck. Though, I think the fact that it was just dribbles saved my clothes a fair deal, or at least prevented a mess on the seat. I'm not versed in how fabric saturation works, but maybe someone here is. I just figured a looot of dribbles is better than 3 or 4 massive leaks. Eventually we pulled up to my neighbourhood and I got off at my street. I stood there until the bus left, to make sure there was no prying eyes. Walking up my street was torture, because I KNEW I was there. I just had to make this final trek. Step, leak. Step, leak. Step, leak. It was like my foot steps were those pedals you push with your foot on those outdoor sinks at festivals. They weren't huge leaks, but by the time I got to my doorstep my shorts were very wet, front and back. I had glistening streaks all down the back of my legs, and my kneesocks were damp. There was no denying that I had, essentially, very much peed my pants. It was at this point I experienced a phenomenon I read about a lot on the site, but had yet to experience. A literal key-in-latch wetting. I hobbled up my steps, and stuck my key in my front door. It was instant. My brain clicked that I was home. The key in the lock was symbolic. Before I could even turn it, I completely lost control, moaning loudly as I started pissing myself. My shorts literally could not contain it, it poured down both legs and a constant stream straight to the ground between them. I was home safe essentially and the relief was way too much, I fell forward with my head against the glass on my doors window, continuing to let out little gasps as I created a river that poured down my steps. Shorts, socks, shoes, all were beyond saving. I finished emptying myself after awhile, and just kind of stood there, marveling in what had just happened. I was so loopy from the relief I forgot to turn the key and walked into my door trying to push it in. I could hear my shoes squelch. I got in, peeled off my clothes right on my doormat, wiped down my legs with whatever dry part I could find of my shorts so I wouldnt leave a trail on my floor, and hobbled weak-kneed down to my room to enjoy the rest of my evening. I had a lot of free time now, as I had gotten my lewd omo fun I wanted out of the way sooner rather than later. It was a very enjoyable experience, and I hope the rest of you enjoy it as much as I did~ I love you all ❤️ Abouttoleak, abf, Axnar and 73 others 75 1 Quote Link to comment
Gemgirl 659 Posted July 22, 2018 Share Posted July 22, 2018 Oh I absolutely enjoyed reading this. ❤️ gordono 1 Quote Link to comment
squirmandglow 61 Posted July 22, 2018 Share Posted July 22, 2018 Your stories are the best. Thanks! Quote Link to comment
CarmenCD 1,363 Posted July 22, 2018 Share Posted July 22, 2018 Great story! And I'm so familiar with this feeling when you're meters away from the toilet and bladder just capitulates and let all the pee out. It's just nothing you can do, except graciously stand there and pee your pants or run in while wetting yourself. Quote Link to comment
The Dark Wolf 1,746 Posted July 22, 2018 ✨ Legendary Member Share Posted July 22, 2018 Great story, and glad to hear you enjoyed it as much as I did. Quote Link to comment
pwig 95 Posted July 22, 2018 Share Posted July 22, 2018 Great story, I was genuinely nervous reading as you get on the second bus noticeably wet and your description of finally giving out and soaking yourself was perfect. Hope you enjoyed the aftermath as much as we have. Quote Link to comment
randomkath 349 Posted July 22, 2018 Share Posted July 22, 2018 As usual, that't pretty hot. ? Quote Link to comment
Guest pee23567 Posted July 23, 2018 Share Posted July 23, 2018 Kozmo, I do believe that was the first story of yours I have ever read.. it was fantastic... going to read plenty more now! Amazing experience. Quote Link to comment
Lotus 35 Posted July 23, 2018 Share Posted July 23, 2018 Well, damn. Hasn't nearly everyone been there? I regularly do the same after longer car rides. Just not front porch waterfall level peeing. Quote Link to comment
BlueWetter 500 Posted July 23, 2018 Share Posted July 23, 2018 Wow, what an awesome and very wet night you had!! I really enjoyed reading about the slow soaking of your shorts before the front door flood.. I bet it felt incredible ? Quote Link to comment
The Dark Wolf 1,746 Posted July 23, 2018 ✨ Legendary Member Share Posted July 23, 2018 3 hours ago, pee23567 said: Kozmo, I do believe that was the first story of yours I have ever read.. it was fantastic... going to read plenty more now! Amazing experience. They are pretty good. Especially Lotto 4 "the Alliance Challenge", that story is to be a legend on this site Quote Link to comment
JuicySanae 47 Posted July 23, 2018 Share Posted July 23, 2018 That was lovely! Great story as usual~❤️ Also, boy is it hard to quiet when feeling like bursting so hard, as a fellow person that is very vocal with desperation. ? Quote Link to comment
wetpirate 17 Posted July 23, 2018 Share Posted July 23, 2018 Such an orgasmic-esque wetting. Quote Link to comment
AliasnameTO 335 Posted July 23, 2018 Share Posted July 23, 2018 I kind of hate you for raising the bar for pee stories so far out of reach. MrSegasilver 1 Quote Link to comment
tanin 224 Posted July 23, 2018 Share Posted July 23, 2018 Great story! One thing - why didn't you just let it go after getting off from the bus when you were already soaked? Quote Link to comment
nappypants 1,403 Posted July 23, 2018 Share Posted July 23, 2018 Great story! Love the way you tried to hold it and just failed at the last moment... The "letting a bit out to ease the pressure" theory is definitely a myth, you can be wet down to the knees and still completely desperate. BlueWetter and thereaverofdarkness 2 Quote Link to comment
BlueWetter 500 Posted July 23, 2018 Share Posted July 23, 2018 15 minutes ago, nappypants said: Great story! Love the way you tried to hold it and just failed at the last moment... The "letting a bit out to ease the pressure" theory is definitely a myth, you can be wet down to the knees and still completely desperate. I agree on the myth.. I find it much harder to hold it once my pants are warm and wet Quote Link to comment
Guest pee23567 Posted July 28, 2018 Share Posted July 28, 2018 On July 22, 2018 at 11:18 PM, The Dark Wolf said: They are pretty good. Especially Lotto 4 "the Alliance Challenge", that story is to be a legend on this site I'll check it out!!! Thanks for the tip! Quote Link to comment
univgirlkelsie 495 Posted August 1, 2018 Share Posted August 1, 2018 Why don't you ever wear sandals? I love to wet in them. AliasnameTO 1 Quote Link to comment
Holdit4me 127 Posted August 5, 2018 Share Posted August 5, 2018 I'll never get tired of reading your adventures. Terrific telling of a great adventure! Quote Link to comment
KozmoFox 5,644 Posted August 5, 2018 Author 👮 Moderator Share Posted August 5, 2018 On 8/1/2018 at 7:33 PM, Kauen-Stadt said: Why don't you ever wear sandals? I love to wet in them. Usually because summer is kneesocks time Quote Link to comment
Valeri night 139 Posted August 5, 2018 Share Posted August 5, 2018 8 minutes ago, KozmoFox said: Usually because summer is kneesocks time Kneesocks are the absolute best! ? KozmoFox 1 Quote Link to comment
univgirlkelsie 495 Posted August 6, 2018 Share Posted August 6, 2018 9 hours ago, KozmoFox said: Usually because summer is kneesocks time ...why? Quote Link to comment
wettingman 1,586 Posted August 8, 2018 Share Posted August 8, 2018 hI love how you describe your 2 hours desperation with plenty of detail. As usual when I read you stories I am totally aroused. Thank you. Quote Link to comment
KozmoFox 5,644 Posted August 8, 2018 Author 👮 Moderator Share Posted August 8, 2018 On 8/5/2018 at 10:12 PM, Kauen-Stadt said: ...why? Usually because summer is kneesocks time Random_dude and Valeri night 2 Quote Link to comment
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