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    A lovely video in a series of videos that follow along a woman who has a lot of accidents. Enjoy, Rach
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  2. Just a funny story that I felt like sharing that I remembered. Not much wetting just a story. I remember getting a chuckle after I found out what rapid desperation was and did to you. So I knew I had to be out for a while for grocery chores and a visit to the mall and I was pondering how to make my trip less painful. 16 year old me had heard and experienced that concentrated pee was hard to hold. So I had the amazing idea to "flush my bladder" by drinking a lot of water until just 30 minutes before leaving and peeing like every 5 minutes. My mom thought I was sick with a stomach flu again when she heard me to go the bathroom like 20000 times in an hour. For those of you unaware, this is the first step of rapid desperation although done in a more quick fashion. It surely worked though because I remember myself being real proud when I started to only dribble clear water. Its effects hit me right away and I had to take a pee break before I left. The problem is that rapid desperation's effects don't go away right away after you first pee. I was bursting throughout. After almost losing it on the way to the mall, I practically hugged the bathroom. I cut it short and came back an hour-ish later with soaked panties.
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  3. I’ve been driving many years but this one day my car was in the garage for its annual MOT (yearly check). I didn’t time it very well though as as I was walking the mile home from the garage I realised I needed to do a grocery shop. Checking I had my purse and cards with me I decided I would do the shop and get a taxi home. It was morning and I had had breakfast and a shower and taken my kids to school. I always as force of habit carry bottled water with me so I was walking and drinking as I detoured slightly to the nearest big supermarket. I grabbed a trolley and started my shop realising that the more aisles I went down the more we actually needed. Filling the trolley with fruit, vegetables, meat, bread, fish, yoghurt and everything else I was aware the tea I had for breakfast and the water I had subsequently drank were both working their way through my kidneys and filling my bladder. I wanted home before the garage called though so carried on and never thought much about it. it was 40 minutes later than I was finally at the checkouts as I loaded my goods onto the belt and crossed my legs. I would definitely go to the toilet as soon as I was back home, probably before I even put the shopping away! Pushing the full trolley out the store I almost forgot I didn’t have my car as I tried to remember where I was parked. Remembering I needed to call a taxi I returned back into the shop to find the free telephone. I crossed my legs as I picked up the receiver and it dialled automatically. ‘Taxi for Anderson please. Asda Woodstock’ ‘Where to?’ ‘Highfields estate please. Thanks’ ‘Shouldn't be too long’ I hung up and made my way to the taxi waiting area. As I stood I hoped it wouldn’t be long as I moved a little from one keg to the other not wanting to make it obvious I was not bursting for a wee. A taxi pulled up and a name was called. It wasn’t mine. I squeezed my thighs together and waited. Another taxi arrived. Another name was called. I moved around hoping it wasn’t obvious that I was nursing a full bladder and getting more and more desperate. Yet another car pulled up and another name was called. I’d now been waiting ten minutes and I was getting more and more antsy. I pretending to check my bags so I had an excuse to move around but I was outside the huge glass windows of the shop and in a very busy car park so I didn’t want it to be obvious that I was getting more and more concerned at how urgently I needed the toilet. As more people came after me and their vehicles came I was starting to get frustrated. I couldn’t go back into the store and use the ladies for fear I would miss my taxi when it arrived so I had no choice but to wait it out. 20 minutes after my taxi had first been called I was standing crossed legged and squeezing myself hard. People long after me where getting their cars and yet here I was still waiting. Getting angrier and more desperate by the minute I took out my mobile and called the taxi company. They apologies profusely saying they had forgotten to call out my car and they would do so right now. I hung up and waited some more. Finally a car arrived and my name was called. The driver helped load my bags into the boot as I climbed in the front pressing my thighs tightly together and leaning forwards tensely. I told him my address and he sighed. ‘Just been there. Did you know the lights are out at the crossroads at the factory? Causing mayhem so it is. Hope you ain’t in a hurry Mrs!’ I wanted to cry. Hurry? I was bloody desperate to wee and had been waiting ages! The pressure between my legs was crazy as I leaned forwards and rubbed my thighs. I was so embarrassed but really worried I might have an accident in this poo man’s taxi! As he put his seatbelt on and pulled up his hand brake I could feel myself leak a bit into my cotton knickers. My face must have went red or I moaned or something because the driver turned to me and asked if I was feeling ok. Embarrassed and stressed as he started making his way out the store car park I whimpered and whispered. ‘Just really desperate to pee that’s all.’ The taxi fell silent before the driver quietly said as he checked the big roundabout was clear, “Baldy like?’ ’Yeah’ I whispered. The roundabout was clear so he pulled out onto the next road. ‘is the junction really that bad? Its usually just a five minute run too.’ ’It was ten minutes ago when I was last there.’ I sighed as I rubbed my thighs again and tapped my foot as we approached a mini roundabout.. ‘They forgot my call. Been waiting ages for you too. This is really embarrassing but is there any chance you could maybe head back to Asda so I can run in and use the loo? I know it will cost more but I’m really struggling.’ The driver slowed at a give way and looked at me before indicating to go right round the roundabout. ‘No problem. I just had the car valeted yesterday so Asda it is.’ I never regretted rerouting that taxi because when we got to the junction the driver was right and there was absolutely no way I would have held on while we waited in the queue. I had waited longer than I thought I could as it was! That had been a very close call that day!
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  4. Back in the main conference room James and June return to their morning seats as the CEO takes to the stage. Listening as he summarises the mornings proceedings then continues on with listing all the group assignments and questions both June and James return to drinking the fresh iced water that has been replenished on the tables for them. James winks at June as she looks over at him as the first group of candidates are invited up on stage to share what they worked on during the afternoon. June looks over at James as he faces the front as she wonders how they will manage to wing their way through their presentation when they spent their time alone in the room engaged in activities very much unrelated to the task they had been set. As she finishes her glass of water and pours herself another due to the heat in the large room nerves creep up steadily. James has managed to drink three full glasses of water before their names are finally called as the details of their task appears on a large screen for everyone to see. They haven’t even discussed or agreed who will talk because their minds were consumed on other things but as James reaches to help June up the stairs to the stage he whispers and winks to her, ‘leave this to me.’. On the stage James is nervous as he clears his throat and begins by reading out the task he and June had been set hours ago. “Understanding what a client really needs: Your task this afternoon is to discuss how to interpret what a client really needs without them saying. This is about understanding body language, listening for subtleties in their language, knowing how to respond to their need appropriately and leaving them fulfilled and satisfied. The more we can read a client the more we, as a company, can meet their need and support them.” Clearing his throat again James speaks clearer and more confidently. ‘So after June and myself had read the task a few times we had a brief discussion then we felt the best way to approach this would be to role play. June took on the role of customer and I the bank employee. I won’t bore you with our entire role play though I will say it was very entertaining at times, very memorable and dare I say even good fun! Oops am I allowed to say that at a work conference? June arrived flustered, embarrassed and not giving eye contact. Her body language was oozing someone clearly in a bit of an awkward predicament but nervous and worried about telling me what this was. She was quiet, evasive and when I offered her the customary tea or coffee she refused. It appeared from her mannerism she wanted to be somewhere else and she was rather uncomfortable. Of course I remained fully professional at all times, trying to put her at ease, even revealing something personal about myself to break the ice. I highly recommend this strategy by the way as it really seemed to connect us and gave an open opportunity for June to disclose what her difficulty finally was. That helped us both focus. The next think I did was to pay close attention to her facial expressions. Even after she revealed her problem I could see she was still very tense, very anxious and at times even afraid. She wasn’t sure I really would be able to help her and sort out her problem. When eye contact did happen there was a sense she was pleading with me to get her out of the mess she was in and also I sensed a real feeling that she needed me to remain confidential, which of course, as professionals of such a well known company we always are. I reassured her she was in capable hands more than once and that I would do everything in my power to help her. I also felt it was very reassuring for the clients to know that the problems they face are not unique and that everyone at some point or other in life has found themselves in a similar desperate situation too. It’s so important to keep that connection with the client. Of course, prior to June coming to see me I made sure to do my research and check on her history. Has she found herself in similar situations before? How solid were her assets? Did she have any unique circumstances that might make her stand apart and mean I had to help her a little more than others? I firmly advise checking what a client has been putting into their account over a course of time so you know fully what you are dealing with. Finally keep a close note of their tone of voice. I noticed with June when she arrived her tone was stable and fairly calm but the longer our meeting lasted the most stressed, anxious and agitated her voice was becoming. At one point all she could answer me with was grunts and whispers but taking account of everything else I knew by this point those were understandable and conveyed everything necessary. We worked together and found a solution that was very satisfactory to us both, even if it was rather unconventional. I am proud to say that we both left the meeting very relieved and satisfied. So in conclusion here are my four most important ways to understand what someone might really need even if initially they don’t say. Body language Facial expressions Known history: when did they last visit the ba..(he pauses, about to write bathroom and immediately corrects it to bank) Tone of voice May I take this moment to say a huge thank you to my wonderful colleague June Riley here who was excellent this afternoon and so professional and patient. She kept things together unbelievable well under very stressful circumstances despite things lasting much longer than planned. I hope we get further opportunities to calibrate together in future as I am confident we would make a very strong team. I hope you have learnt something from our assignment which will help you in your various roles in the company. I know I have! Thanks for listening.’ Helping June down off the stage again as everyone claps James guides her back to their seats, both their faces flushed but their eyes twinkling. James isn’t the only one hoping they get to work together again soon as their legs touch beneath the table and their hands grasp yet another glass of water each….
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  5. Recently I posted some omorashi sketches from my country's equivalent of YouTube called Xigua (literally watermelon). Despite being a mainstream platform, the site has a whole load of omorashi-themed comedy videos where cute girls get desperate for the toilet and usually end up having an accident. Given a lot of them involve some sexual tension it's pretty obvious there's a kink motive involved sometimes. @razel and @rachelkirwan have been great at linking a load of these videos but given China's tendency to censor such kinds of content then it's probably best that we should rip them and archive them here. If you don't have access to software to download videos from Xigua then you can use screen cap software like screenrec. @Nephron you might be interested since you said you're a Chinese speaker. I'll start with this super adorable video where a cute girl (who also made a skirt messing bathroom control skit in another video I linked) has to pee in a little white miniskirt and can't find a toilet...so she blissfully resolves her problems in her panties! I like this one because it shows the woman enjoying her accident, which is not so common in these kinds of sketches but of course it's the experience for some of us. 09.06.2021_13.52.35_REC.mp4
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  6. I found this sketch on Xigua (literally watermelon, but like our version of YouTube) and it's so adorable I downloaded it. A cute girl is bursting to poo, but the guy in charge of the toilets is corrupt and demands a lot of money...once she finally gets in, she doesn't make it and poos in her skirt! Then she gets pretty angry with him, as you can imagine...so cute. It's hot for me to imagine being in that kind of bathroom control situation. Subtitles are in Chinese if you want to learn. I'll put in on downloads if I have the time! 08.06.2021_15.07.13_REC.mp4
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  7. Just placed an order for a pair, so they should arrive at some point in the future. With everything it'll probably be quite a long wait though but I'll be sure to let everyone know how they are when they do arrive.
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  8. I've uploaded the video here for you! Enjoy. 08.06.2021_22.28.30_REC.mp4
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  9. I got you fam. Beautiful Asian girl pisses in her pants.mp4
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  10. My husband and I have actually used these sites before. There's a lot of stuff on there. I think I should translate some of the stories/experiences from there into English for the pleasure of this site. Some of them are really hot.
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  11. Please help me find more of this models /persons public desperation videos. Name and site. She is so hot and the desperation is fully real.
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  12. A number of years ago now my dad played chess in local and National tournaments. He taught me to play and in high school I would go after school to chess club. During my exam years I didn’t go as much butt continued to play at home regularly. One evening my dad was going as usual to the club he ran. He had been telling me all week that it was a tournament night against another chess club. Although I hadn’t been to the club for a few years I was still a member so when someone cancelled last minute due to being ill my dad asked if I would take their place. So that evening I came home from university, had a quick dinner and drink and packed some water and went with my dad. The tournament was being held in a local Catholic high school which I had never been in before. Being a tournament the games all needed written down and every game was timed. It was done in rounds where everyone started and then slowly some were eliminated. The hall was warm and I had finished my bottle of water by the time the first round was done but then it was right into round 2. Once a game started that was you stuck. Around half way through this second game I was aware I was needing to pee but concentrating on the game helped me not think about it too much. I was amazed I won again and then after just a quick pause I was set up with yet another opponent. I hadn’t had a minute to find the toilets first. During this third round my need kept building. I could feel myself wriggling more and changing position in my seat and I must have been sweating as a team mate walked past and sat water out for both myself and the other player. I drank that quickly as it helped me concentrate on my game. It don’t help my bladder though and as that game progressed I was getting increasingly uncomfortable and discreetly squirming. Of course people were watching us play so I couldn’t hold myself or anything but I was moving in the chair and tapping my feet so much. Incredibly and amazingly I won again and I was through to the semi finals! But the evening was moving on I had to move right away onto another game. By now I was tired and bursting for the toilet! Even though more people were watching me play I couldn’t hide my need as much now and at one point I was standing playing as I leaned forwards. I alternated between sitting down and standing as I write down every move both myself and my opponent made whilst desperately trying to hold my pee. We weren’t supposed to chat at all so I didn’t feel I could say anything but I was sure everyone watching must have realised that I really needed the toilet by this point. As the game progressed I remember sitting on the edge of the seat bent forwards and rubbing my belly longing to hold myself so badly. I could feel my urethra hammering against my underpants ready to burst any second but I had no choice but to keep holding on. Of course my concentration was wavering now and it was affecting my play so I could tell that I was going to lose. People watching were making vocal sounds like ‘owwww’ and ‘grrr’ whenever I did a silly move but i honestly couldn’t focus on the chess as much because I was so distracted by the fact I was absolutely bursting for the loo! By this point I was obviously squirming and moving from foot to foot standing and sitting and even at one point kneeling on my foot because I couldn’t sit still. Of course I lost and after a few ‘oh no’s’ from those watching I recorded the final checkmate moves on the pad, shook hands with the other player and then pushed the chair in and reset all the pieces. I had no idea where the toilets were in the school so I looked around to find my dad but he was still playing so I went out to the corridor to see if I could find a toilet. After looking up and down and jiggling about desperately I saw someone from the chess team. I was embarrassed but I went up to Barry, who was a middle age professional man and asked if he had any idea where the toilets were. He struggled and said he didn’t but looked at his watch and said we had to be out the hall in less than half an hour so we’d have to leave soon. I was too embarrassed to go back into the hall where others had been watching me squirm and dance about while playing so I stood in the corridor with Barry and a few others trying to hold on as best I could. After over 15 minutes of dancing about, pacing around and looking everywhere for a toilet I finally saw an older man who looked like a janitor with a huge bunch of keys. He looked into the hall and then walked right past me. I ran after him and once through a set of double doors I stood there dancing and squirming asking if he could show me where the ladies toilets were. I think he could see it was an emergency as he walked down the door odour more until he unlocked a door for me and I thanked him as I ran in and peed loudly and long. It was only when I sat on the toilet I noticed that my underwear was really damp where I had been leaking slowly as I tried holding so long. I can still remember the relief like it was yesterday! I would never have made it to the end of the other games had I got to the final!
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  13. Hey, I've been idle for a while due to fun mental health things (yaaaay!) but I'm think I'm back on the right track so lemme tell you about last night. Lets get this description section done first so we can get it out of the way. I'm a tall girl, 6'4" and I'm rather skinny getting to the point of being unhealthy. I was wearing high waisted blue jean shorts, a tropical shirt (it was super hot yesterday), and for those interested I was just wearing a simple white bra underneath and some figure defining panties to give me *some* curves (the panties are really tight and that'll come into play later on). My hair is a sort of dark golden brown and is curly (when it's playing ball). So in the evening at around 6:50 I peed and made the decision that I wouldn't pee until I burst. I ran downstairs and filled up my bottle and got to drinking. I started with 500ml and after drinking I realized that I must've not emptied my bladder fully as I started to feel a need to pee 5 minutes after drinking but it was manageable, probably only a 3 or 4. I sat at my computer just chatting with people on the forum and playing some factorio for 30 minutes when I decided to give the BBBB challenge a test run, I knew it wouldn't count because I hadn't announced it but I decided to just give it a shot to see how hard it is... oooooh boy was in for a ride. I drank another 500ml and really started to feel the effect on my bladder as I started to jump up to a 7. I continued to play factorio for 30 minutes when I realized a fatal flaw in my plan, I have to walk my doggo. I got the doggo ready for the walk and before I left I chugged the 250ml I needed to drink and stepped outside catching the last rays of sunshine setting over London covering the park in golden light. In any other circumstance I would've stopped and appreciated the beauty of this scene but I was too busy with my bladder which was now sending constant signals to my brain to empty it. I was probably at an 8 now. The walk was hell, it wouldn't have been so bad but the park was busy and I needed to stay as subtle as possible. Whenever my dog stopped to sniff something or pee I tried to stay as still as possible causing me to shake all over. After 20 minutes I was back inside and sitting at my desk, sitting down definitely helped ease my desperation slightly but I was aware of the sheer amount of liquid I had drunk. For context, even though I'm pretty tall, my bladder is tiny I'm talking like walnut scale. The last time I measured how much I could hold I just barely missed 500ml (it was something like 485ml) and I was completely bursting and couldn't hold for a second more, I had just drunk over double that and I really was feeling the effects. I tried to concentrate on my game and before I knew it, it was time to drink again. This brings me to my smooth brain and not knowing when to stop. The BBBB rules state that now I should be drinking 250ml every half hour, me being me thought 'pfffft, I can drink more'. So I just went for it and chugged 400mls, big mistake. The water felt like it was going directly into my bladder, I could almost feel the constant drip drip drip drip from my kidneys into my already overfilled bladder. At this point in my hold something weird happened, I went from being desperate and squirmy at a 7/8 out of 10 to feeling relatively comfortable again, I still really had to pee but it was manageable probably a 6/10. Unfortunately this moment of calm was short lived as my desperation shot back up and I started to leak, just small leaks but they kept on happening. I did everything I could to stop them and eventually found that leaning slightly back on my chair relieved enough pressure on my bladder and I stopped leaking. Then it was time for more water to go in, 250ml down the hatch. even holding the water bottle made me shiver and shake with desperation so I chugged it. I could no longer type properly, let only continue playing my game so I switched to watching netflix, I think I was watching some stranger things and it was helping take my mind of my bladder slightly. At this point I was the most desperate I have ever been in my life but I still wanted to push it further, see how far I could really go, I had a look at how long I had been holding which was 3 hours and decided to go for 4 and a half hours, I didn't actually think I could make it as I knew I was approaching my limit but I wanted to prove to myself that I can hold more than I think I can if I really try. The next 30 minutes were hard, people in the discord were teasing me with water gifs and I watched as the clock moved ever closer to the point where I needed to drink again and, ya'll, I really didn't think I could do it. My water bottle was almost taunting me, condensation forming on the outside and dripping down to my shaking hand making it wet. Every neuron in my brain was screaming at me to pee, my stomach felt so full and even putting a drip of water on my tongue made my desperation shoot up to a 9/10. But I did it, somehow I did it. It took me a while but another 250ml was down and I had another hour to go until I could pee. I made a mental note of a final challenge where before I could pee, I would have to drink the last 250mls in my bottle. 10 minutes had past and I really was starting to doubt my ability to hold until the next 20 minutes, let alone hour and 20 minutes I had left on the challenge, my legs were crossed, my hand was buried deep in my crotch and I was beginning to encounter another issue... I was really horny, like I needed to cum right then, unfortunately I know myself too well and I know if I cum, I'll pee. 7 minutes on and those panties I mentioned earlier were really started to cause me issues, if I leaned even slightly forward, they were dig right into my bladder. I needed to get them off but standing up made me instantly start to leak. I sat in my chair, shaking all over with little drops of pee constantly dripping out and knew that if I didn't get these fucking panties off, the hold would be over. I stood up, a constant drip of leaks escaping with no signs of stopping, and I quickly got my panties off and was shocked. I was bulging, I don't think I've ever bulged before and it was kinda shocking. I was so shocked in fact that I kinda forgot what I was doing and poked my bladder to see was it was like. Now I shake when I'm desperate so when I poked my bladder what should've been a light prod was more of a punch. I doubled over instantly in pain and desperation which of course made my desperation worse and I realized that I genuinely couldn't hold for much longer, definitely not the 50 minutes I had left of the challenge so I decided to take that final challenge and do it now. I had just over 500ml left in my bottle so I decided that I would finish the 500mls, wait 10 minutes, and then I could finally pee. 250ml chugged down and honestly I can't even begin to describe how desperate I was, I needed to pee, my bladder felt like it was seconds away from just releasing everything. I kept on drinking sip by sip getting to the last drop of water in the bottle and so the 10 minutes begun. Here's a snippet of how I was feeling I just had to pee, All I could think about was how much I needed to pee, my bladder was constantly trying to get the pee out and I'm honestly not sure how I didn't pee those first 4 minutes but I just couldn't hold it anymore. I started to leak a constant small stream and I felt a sharp pain in my back which was a sure sign to just abort. So I very quickly grabbed a measuring jug, quickly pulled my shorts down and stopped holding. The pee started out quite slowly but sped up to a point where it was thundering out of me which led to an issue, the noise. I quickly tried to slow down and my bladder screamed at me, it wasn't going to happen, my bladder was in charge now and there was nothing I could do to even slow the pee down. The pee measured at 900mls but I'm sure I lost around 50mls throughout the hold with leaking Let me tell you, the relief was orgasmic, like the second I stopped peeing I started masturbating and came within 20 seconds. I have never felt anything like this in my life, never before have a bulged, never before have I been so desperate, never before have I had an orgasm as intense as the one I had right after peeing. so now it's 2 days on, I'm giving the BBBB challenge another go. Lessons I've learnt: - Don't chug the water, this just makes me feel bloated and is unnecessary. - Make sure my bladder is completely empty before starting a challenge like this, I'm sure I could've made it to 4 hours or maybe even 4 hours and 30 minutes if I had. - Holy shit I missed this. If you've made it this far, thank you so much for reading.
    2 points
  14. This happened a few mounths ago, and I finally had the time to finish the story. First time sharing some male photos here (with my partners permission of course). To my delight my partner had suggested we´d do a holding contest again. It wasn´t the best experience last time, because we started the hold too early, long before we got home, way too public, and S had to give in and use the train toilet. I´m glad he wanted to give it another try, but in a safe place this time. I gave S some advantage by letting him have his last pee when I hadn´t been for an hour or two. Then we got rid of some dishes and started drinking water. To combine our fetishes we dressed up the way S wants it. He had a nice gray easily washable suit that he bought especially for these kind of activities (when we were at a restaurant the other day he made me shiver by suddenly saying “I wanna piss myself in these pants some time…” so I had already built up my excitement to see what it would be like). I would have to use jeans, since my uniform pants were too dark to show wetting nicely, but I found in my wardrobe some tight light coloured ones that looked great with the shirt and tie S had chosen for me. I suggested we´d go for a walk to get some daylight before it all went out of hand. Just a short one, I assured him. He was suspicious I´d take him out to some public craziness again. I had no such plans, I just wanted some fresh air and sunshine. We were both alright still even if we started to feel our bladders filling up. We were walking back, down the road across the field. I was talking about my fetish, how it´s funny how something that for 99,7 % of the population (just my guess) is annoying or even horrible, to me feels so great. Just as I said that I suddenly felt the familiar feeling of my crotch getting warm… Just a little bit, but still something. “Oh…” I said. “This was unsuspected, but I think you might have won... I think I just leaked… We´ll check when I get home”. “Really? But how could that be, I´m still fine…” He was surprised to hear this, as we both had been convinced I would win this game. “But you haven´t given birth to a child” I said, a little bit frustrated about leaking so early on in the hold. But I assumed it was because wetting was too much on my mind and my unconscious holding muscles had been given the signal “time to pee”. That has happened before. I could clearly feel the wet spot in my underwear, and concentrated on holding the rest of the walk. In my hallway I saw it as soon as I took of my jacket. Clear red period blood had soaked through my pants. My tampon had leaked, it wasn´t pee! I was glad to be still in the game, but also very annoyed by this different kind of accident that was no fun. Off with the pants and underwear, a new tampon, and my dark grey jeans on. They didn´t match the shirt as good as the other ones, but it would do. We sat down and had a beer and some snacks. Both our bladders started to beg for attentions, but no severe desperation yet. While standing up it was a bit worse, and it soon got more intense... “Now I know what you´re talking about” S said. He had his dick out of his pants, was masturbating and semi-orgasming all the way, clearly enjoying the feelings of desperation, like he never really had before. Of course the way we dressed, the presence of our shirts, ties, and suits, how it looked on us, and how it felt against his skin, put him into his fetish flow too, which made it even better. It was beautiful and so hot to watch him, and it took my mind off my own urge. He said he felt like the sensations were all mixed up, like he didn´t know if he was about to come or piss himself, but it felt great. I was masturbating too, not yet at the peak point when the desperation feels the greatest, but high as a kite by this whole situation, and I could tell he felt the same. We were using a challenge game, but with masturbation breaks inbetween to help us hold out longer. Then we got another “stand up for 10 minutes, no hands” I could see now that S started to have a hard time. He was squirming, moaning, and by instinct trying to grab his crotch before remembering he wasn´t allowed to. I must confess I loved to watch this struggle even more than I loved to watch him having a sweet time before. He was getting closer to losing it and I was transfixed staring at his crotch area. “Ok, It´s over” he said. “Really? Is it coming?” My excitement boiled up, but I didn´t see anything. “Yeah…” he said, looking down, and there was a tiny dark line appearing, following the crease of his pants. And then just some small patches on his thigh, a few small drops even making their way out of the fabric were his boxers were ending. He was still struggling to hold the rest, and wanted to move to the bathroom. “Are you coming with me?” “No, you do your own business, I don´t wanna see…” I laughed. Of course I joined him. I was fascinated by how this first little accident looked, and ran to the kitchen to grab the camera. “Hurry up!” he said, and I rushed back in. I took a few photos, and then he said he needed to let it all go. He started flooding his pants, down one of the legs, it rushed through the fabric. I had never seen him having such a brutal wetting before. I was breathlessly enjoying the scene, but had also time to snap a few photos while the pee was still running. His pants were now dark all the way down his right leg. I wanted more pictures of him, but for a full length photo I was too close and had to get out of the bathroom. Now my own urgency was starting to hit me, so I was a frantically pee-dancing photographer, and couldn´t really concentrate on the focus and exposure settings on his advanced camera. “I don´t give a damn about adjusting this stuff now”, I said, “But you have to!” he complained, probably more because it amused him to see me squirm than because he wanted good quality pictures of himself in pissed pants, but that´s just my guess... I did my best, but it sure wasn’t easy, and I soon gave up. So, well, sorry about unequal pics quality, at least you know why… I put away the camera and got into the shower, trying to ignore the connection telling the brain shower means pee-time. I was now myself reaching the fantastic desperation level where I´m on the edge of leaking, craving to be touched because it feels so damn good, and for a long time I was standing there achieving one semi-orgasm after another by repeatedly clenching and relaxing my muscles while rubbing myself or letting S help me out with his hand. In the relaxation moment during one of these small orgasms I couldn´t help but leak some. S moaned as his hand got all wet, and when it kept happening wet patches were slowly growing down my thighs. I wasn´t ready to give up yet, so we both masturbated for another while. Me with closed eyes, one hand in my soaked panties, and the other one touching my wet thigh, in my urge to feel just how wet I already am. Him sitting in front of me, enjoying the scene, stroking his dick, close to cumming. I kept leaking, but still didn´t lose more than short spurts. After taking some kinky photos of me S said he needed to pee again and asked me where I wanted him to do it. I suggested down his dry leg, and since I had started to lose patience to hold I decided that it could be nice to let go and wet myself while he did. That thought alone was enough to immediately take away my last control, I started wetting sooner than I intended to, but allowed it to happen, emptied my bladder completely, felt the relief and hotness of my pee flowing down my legs and feet, before I watched S doing the same. After taking care of all neccessary business we were clean and dry again, preparing dinner in the kitchen, exhausted, happy and so grateful for what we can give each other. holdch1.CR2holdch1.CR2
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  15. Here's a little story I just finished today. I'm quite pleased with this one, would love to know what people think... I first met Cassie in the summer of 2012. I was over the moon to be starting my first real job after finishing university. My confidence and extroverted personality had thus far landed me pretty much wherever I wanted to be, and now I was working as a COSHH trainer for leaf, a company who produce and provide businesses with industrial strength cleaning products. My job was to travel out to our clients and conduct training sessions on how to use the products safely and correctly. My first week with the company was spent at their offices, learning about the range of products leaf had in their catalogue, understanding how to find information on a safety data sheet, being shown the standard way the training sessions were to be presented, and of course getting familiar with my new workspace and colleagues. It only took me a few days to get to know everyone, and although Cassie was quite shy and reserved it was obvious that everyone thought she was the best instructor. She wasn’t a natural spokesperson, like me for instance, but her product knowledge was unmatched by anyone else in the company, and when she was in the zone she should explain absolutely anything with impeccable skill. I wasn’t particularly attracted to her at first. Not because she wasn’t attractive, she was actually a natural beauty. Impossibly straight black hair. A beautiful olive complexion. Unforgettable eyebrows. She always dressed quite plain but was also somehow always dazzling. She was four years older than me, but didn’t look it. But because she was so introverted, it was easy sometimes to forget that she was even there. She just got on with her work and that was it. She was a quirky character, but in subtle ways. She always ate breakfast in the office and it was always the same; Granola and Yoghurt with a black coffee. She didn’t talk much, but had a series of catchphrases that were amusing. She would say ”oh well” when faced with a mild inconvenience, but anything more troublesome than that got a “not today.” My favourite was “well done” because she said it in the same tone of voice whether it was sincere or not, so you could never quite tell whether she was being sarcastic. She may not have even known. Our manager’s name was Andie, who was also the most incredible woman. She was a mother of three, worked her butt off all day every day but never complained and seemingly had a never ending supply of energy. One morning, at the end of my first week, she called me over to Cassie’s desk. “Ben” Andie said to me “you know Cassie, don’t you?” “Yeah, we’ve met” I said. Cassie gave me a half-hearted smile. “If you feel ready, Ben, I’m going to send you to do your first presentation on Thursday. Does that sound good?” She asked me. “Yeah” I replied “that sounds perfect.” “Great stuff” Andie said, clapping her hands in glee before turning to Cassie. “Now Cassie, if it’s ok with you I’m going to buddy you up with Ben for his first session. Would that be alright?” Cassie looked very unsure as she shrugged her shoulders and said “sure” whilst also shaking her head. “Perfect” Andie said. She loved getting people hyped. “It’s somewhere you’ve been before, Cassie, it’s the Fruits De Mer sur la Jetée.” “Oh, that one” said Cassie, she turned to me and and talked directly to me for the first time “It’s a really expensive restaurant and everyone who eats there is always overdressed for the occasion. In summary.” “Can I leave it with you guys to sort out?” Andie said “I think you two will work well together.” “Ok” I said “We’ve got it, I think.” “Great” Andie said “Thanks guys.” Andie returned to her office, leaving Cassie and I alone together. “Mind if I sit down?” I asked. “You might as well” Cassie replied. I didn’t learn much about her in that half an hour or so we spent together that day, but I did get a first hand experience of how good her work ethic was. I was enthusiastic about the idea of a 160 mile round trip together, as I really wanted the opportunity to bond with her. I agreed to drive, I would need to get used to long journeys after all. The session was at eleven in the morning, so we had to set off quite early. Thursday came around, and I turned up at the office in the morning to collect my work laptop, the forms that needed signing, and the correct bottles for all the chemicals the staff would need training on. Cassie was already there when I arrived, eating her usual breakfast and drinking her coffee. When it was time to go, she rushed what was left of her food and drink, grabbed her bag and headed towards the door where I was waiting. “All set?” I asked. “I think so, yep” she replied. She seemed nervous, and I didn’t know why at the time. It was explained to me much later that she grew up in a toxic household, where she was emotionally and sometimes physically abused by her father and older brother. So one can understand why she was weary of spending time with men, especially ones she didn’t really know. And being the very tall and very stocky man that I was, it must have been doubly intimidating for her. None the less, she had been asked to work with me and she always prioritised her job. If I had to guess, there was a lot of internal conflict going in. Her fear of being abused was at odds with her fear of letting her employer down. I didn’t need to know this at the time, because there’s no way I would ever have tried to do anything to her. In hindsight, however, it does make me think about that day very differently in hindsight. Cassie, it seems, was intent on spending the whole journey in complete silence. I half expected her to sit by herself in the back of the car, but to my surprise she did get in the front passenger seat. We didn’t speak for the first few minutes, I just drove while she looked at her phone. We didn’t plan on making any stops, and it was a baking hot day so we were both taking sips from bottles of water. I was dressed in a suit and tie, as was the standard, but had removed my suit jacket. Despite the heat, Cassie kept her’s on. That was part of her standard attire, along with a white blouse, a short black skirt and clear tights. While she definitely seemed a little bit uncomfortable when we first set off, she started to relax once we got going. Maybe she was starting to trust me already. She definitely hadn’t warmed to me yet, but I was determined to form some kind of bond with her. I was going to have to revert to small talk… “So, how long have you worked for leaf?” I asked. She took a few seconds to answer, she made a point of locking her phone and putting it away. “Just a few weeks shy of two years” she said. “Ok” I said “And is it what you always wanted to do?” She sniggered. “This isn’t what anyone wants to do. What ten year old wants to visit dozens of staff rooms every year and literally have to tell people not to drink dangerous chemicals?” I laughed. She was right after all. “Fair enough” I said “What did you want to do?” “Earn a living” she said. “Smart” I said. “I know I am” she replied. It felt like we were making progress. We went on to talk about her interests, and my interests, she loosened up the more we spoke. We found common ground in making fun of some of our colleagues, I heard her properly laugh for the first time, and she started giving me pointers on how to perform well in our line of work. Finally, she gave in and removed her suit jacket. I had gained her trust. However, I couldn’t help but notice something was still wrong. She was shifting uncomfortably in her seat, and pressing her legs together. I didn’t say anything, but I thought I knew what was up. In part, because I was having similar problems. We were fifty minutes in to the journey, with another two hours to go, and I was starting to feel the need to pee. It wasn’t urgent yet, however the way Cassie was squirming, and the fact she had stopped sipping her water, it may have already started to become desperate by then. And then we hit traffic. Everyone was being diverted off the motorway because of an accident. It goes without saying, but this was bad news. “Do you know what I regret?” Cassie said, when we discovered the bad news. “Go on” I said. “Not using the toilet before we left” she replied “Oh well.” I knew this, of course, but her saying it loud felt like a moment. I doubt that she was this open with people usually. As we slowed down to a snail’s pace, I became increasingly concerned. Firstly, we definitely were not going to make it to the restaurant in time. I was concerned for Cassie, of course, but truthfully I was also worried she was going to pee all over the car seat. Another fifty minutes passed. By this point, I also really needed to pee. Cassie was now sitting with her feet on the chair and her knees pressed against her body. She had taken her shoes off, which surprised me as I had never seen her do that before. Through her tights, I could see how immaculate her feet were. She kept her toes natural, not painted, and yet they looked absolutely stunning. Another part of her that was beautiful without her even trying. The conversation stopped dead for some time, we were both suffering and both focussing really hard on not wetting ourselves. To take her mind off it for a little while, Cassie phoned ahead to the restaurant and told them we were running late. We were able to reschedule the training session for three o’clock that day. That killed less than ten minutes. It was time to address the subject again. “Are you alright?” I asked, knowing the answer. “No” she said, bluntly “I’m not kidding, I really have to go.” “What do you want me to do?” I asked. “What do you mean?” She replied. “I don’t know” I said, I honestly didn’t “Do you want me to see if I can stop somewhere?” She thought about it for a second. “I’m just going to have to hold it.” “For how long, though?” I asked “To be honest, I really have to go as well.” I thought this might make her feel a bit less embarrassed. “We can make it” she said, sounding less than confident. We eventually got back on track, after being diverted, and the traffic was moving again. We were still a long way from our destination, however. “I’ll find somewhere to stop, ok?” I said. Cassie didn’t say anything, she just nodded. I looked over at her and she had a look of sheer panic on her face as if she were about to start laughing or crying or both. It was then I noticed the wet patch that had appeared in front of her on the seat. I pretended not to notice that Cassie had wet herself at first, however it was hard to keep pretending when she was drawing so much attention to it. She was squirming like crazy, like a fish flopping on dry land, and her moans were hard to ignore. Another spurt escaped her, only this time we made eye contact when it happened. She put her hand to her mouth, and started laughing nervously. “I’m so sorry” she said “Oh my god. This never happens to me.” I smiled sweetly at her. I wasn’t happy about what she’d done, but I wasn’t about to tell her that. “Don’t worry” I said “It’s not your fault.” “Oh shit! Not today!” She cried, as she peed on the car seat even more “I can’t hold it, I’m sorry.” “What about one of the bottles?” I asked, looking at the bag on the back seat. “Anything will do” she said “It’s gonna happen no matter what.” She unbuckled her car seat as she reached over and grabbed one of the empty chemical bottles from the back. She was holding on to her crotch tightly. I was still desperately looking for a place to stop the car. She returned to her seat with a bottle that is supposed to be filled with our glass cleaner, Cassie was about to try and fill it with something else. She looked at it for a second, clearly trying to figure out how she was going to do this. She started pulling down her tights and her underwear, and was discreetly trying to lift up her skirt without me seeing anything. Without intending to, however, I briefly saw her bush. “Don’t look!” She said, catching my eye. “Sorry!” I replied. I had made her nervous. “Come on, come on…” she was saying to herself, she was holding the bottle in position but nothing was happening “you were literally peeing a minute ago, just pee!” Then a burst of pee fired out like a water pistol. I saw the whole thing. She could only manage a few seconds, but it was enough to make a mess. Very little made it into the bottle. Some of it was on her legs, some more was on the seat, most of it ended up on the dashboard. “Shit!” She cried, pushing out a little more. For a few seconds, she was successfully aiming the stream inside the bottle, I could hear it filling up. The sound was making me crazy. It wasn’t long, however, before she was peeing on the seat again. “I can’t do it” she said. She put the spray top back on the bottle and threw it on the back seat. She didn’t bother pulling her panties and tights back up, so the pee was going to go everywhere once she could no longer hold it back. She was writhing and moaning again like she was in real pain. “That just made it worse” she said. I think she had forgotten that I also had to pee, but it seemed unfair to bring it up. “Stop the car here” she said, as we were approaching a lay-by “I’m gonna piss myself!” I did as she asked and pulled over safely, she was already opening the door before we had even stopped. With her bottom half still exposed, she waddled over to the rail and squatted over it. She let go, and a tidal wave of pee came out in full force. She gasped loudly as it happened. She was not obscured, passing traffic would have seen her with no trouble, but she didn’t’ seem to care. I was no longer trying not to look, I watched the whole show. She didn’t seem to care about that either. She was still going when I stepped out of the car to join her. I stood about three feet from where she was peeing, unbuckled, whipped it out and started peeing over the rail. It would have felt amazing under any circumstances, but somehow this felt like a huge bonding moment. Like it was something we had overcome together. Once we had both relieved ourselves, and put our pants back on we could do nothing but laugh. Our streams had mingled together on the pavement beneath our feet. “Let’s not tell anyone about this” I suggested. “Oh, hell no” she agreed. We got back in the car and continued on our way. It feels great to relive this story all these years later. As I sit here writing this, Cassie is curled up asleep next to me on the sofa after having put our son to bed for the night.
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  16. I had a realization last night, as one of many waves of piss was gently leaking out of me into my sweatpants and bed . . . . When you're being naughty, it's because you're disobeying the rules. But is there a rule that says I can't wet my pants and bed on purpose without wearing a diaper? Who is charged with enforcing that rule? Isn't that my bed? Aren't these my pants? I certainly paid for them, and I think that makes them mine. Can't I do with them what I want? I want to soak them in my piss, just like I did last night. As such, I refuse to think of myself as naughty anymore. I am a bedwetter. Wetting my bed makes me happy, by which I mean actually ecstatically joyful happy! Thinking about it brings a warmth to my heart and a smile to my face, and there is nothing wrong with that! So don't be ashamed! Whether you are a day wetter or night wetter (or both), deliberate wetter, sleep wetter or incontinent, diapered or not, dressed or not, protected mattress or not, you be you and don't be ashamed. I am a bedwetter, and I love it!
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  17. I don't think that will cure your bladder bulge there. Thanks to Difetra for the art

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  18. HJ-037

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    Desperate office ladies on the verge of wetting themselves rush into the bathroom and tear open their pantyhose in an attempt to not piss themselves although a few girls do start peeing themselves when they first enter the stall. Enjoy
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  19. 215 downloads

    Desperately wetting my pants on the floor after holding for hours
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  20. Just did pee and poop in my boxer. Might let a second wave go before changing!
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  21. True but something I would never ever do! Ruining property is not something I could ever do. Peeing outside maybe but not ruining or damaging anyone’s car.
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  22. TWT-037

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    TWT-037 - She's Pissing In Her Bloomers!! Girls With Sensitive Pussies Who Piss Themselves With Orgasmic Pleasure Through The Big Vibrator Blame Game Enjoy
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  23. Samsung execs must be laughing their heads off right now at the amount of attention Samantha is getting lmao
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  24. 206 downloads

    Scene 1 - In an interview to help viewers get to know the actress of the JAV the woman is challenged to a game of rock, paper, scissors with some guy standing off screen. She loses and has to pee on the chair she is sitting on. Scene 2 - The woman is now playing the role of a receptionist helping a customer while a man with a vibrator behind the counter plays with her. She pisses herself while also managing to keep her composer and help the customer. The Full Uncut JAV has everything above plus the sex stuff in between. Screenshots are in order of the files Enjoy
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  25. I've found similar sketches to this on Baidu too. This one has a girl pee in her black skirt with an annoying guy similar to in many of the other videos. https://haokan.baidu.com/v?vid=18325086249856810777 I think such videos are common across different platforms here. It's just a popular omorashi scenario here I guess. EDIT: Added the video. This is a really cute one, I love how she just yells "I already peed!" at him so assertively like that. It's great when women own having an accident. 09.06.2021_23.32.29_REC.mp4
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  26. 233 downloads

    Scene 1 - A woman being kept prisoner tells her captor that she needs to pee. Unwilling to let her go use the bathroom he gives her a large white bowl to pee in. In the Full Uncut version there is sex Enjoy
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  27. TUBA-031

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    Women pissing Enjoy There are a few scenes where a woman will be sitting on the toilet peeing and pooping. However they don't show the actual scat at all.
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  28. VEC-190

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    Scene 1 - A desperate woman hobbles home only to find the door locked. Not wanting to hold it anymore she pulls down her panties and pees in the front yard only for someone to finally come open the door and spot her peeing. Scene 2 - The man who found her peeing has her pee out the back door for him. Full uncut version has everything above plus sex scenes. Screenshots are in order of the files Enjoy
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  29. Wetting my pants View File Desperately wetting my pants on the floor after holding for hours Submitter Cantholdit95 Submitted 06/08/2021 Category Male  
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  30. View File Rita tied to stairs soaked her jeans Rita was punished for her bad behavior and tieded to a wooden staircase in a deep basement. She screams and calls for help, but no one comes to her. Rita suffers and really wants to pee. After being held for a very long time, she can no longer tolerate and wet herself profusely in her jeans. She tries to take off her wet jeans but fails. Poor Rita .. Submitter melikai Submitted 06/06/2021 Category Female  
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  31. Make those jeans a little dark and it'd look like the wet patch was a design choice
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  32. Well... If I don't have to poop urgently I can manage having a wee without pooping. But the other way around is simply impossible. I pee in public quite often because I have a bladder the size of a pea, but I only poop in public when there's really no other option, like for intance on a long hike in the mountains... It takes a bit more logistics too, like having something to wipe your bum with.
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  33. this is a quick sketch but there is something bigger coming soon :3c
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  34. Sharpened up the old skills with a simple drawing of a cow lady having a nice pee.
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  35. Should have said no to the Pre-Game Gatorade chug Jadian couldn’t sit still in his last class of the day, he couldn’t even focus on what the teacher was saying. He just turned 18 at the beginning of his senior year of High School, and played football all four years. The season is almost over and this game determines if they will make it to play in the state championships, or if tonight is going to be the last football game he plays in high school. Jadian also couldn't sit still, his need to pee was getting more noticeable. He liked holding it in. He never actually wet himself purposely, as holding it in too long resulted in occasional accidents. He crosses his legs and tries again to focus on his math teacher. While trying to focus, he heard the teacher mention something about the quadratic equation, when his friend tapped him on the shoulder ”Hey, good luck tonight, dude, it's almost game time”. Jadian smiled at this and said, ”thank you”. He was right, it was almost game time, as he wouldn't even have time to go home before the game as they had to drive two hours to get to the school they were playing at. The bell rang to dismiss the class. The whole class all got up from their seats and rushed out of the door, eager to get home. As everyone rushed out of the room, the teacher yelled over everyone ”good luck to our football team tonight”! Jadian smiles quickly and continued to rush out. He has to hurry to the locker room so he can meet up with the coach and the rest of the team. As Jadian makes his way to the locker room-he stops at the bathroom knowing that holding it for two more hours would be pushing it. He may enjoy holding his bladder, but he knew better than to hold it too long in public with no way to get to a bathroom and have an accident in front of his team. Walking into the bathroom, he went into a stall and removed his shorts and underwear before relieving himself. After his bladder was empty he pulled his shorts and underwear up and exited the bathroom. Jadian bumped into his friend, Nico, who was on the football team, and they walked together talking to the locker room. Once there, the other team members greeted them ”what's up Jadian, what's up Nico”. After they all were there everyone got ready for the two-hour bus ride to the opposing school. Everyone put on gym shorts and a t-shirt to travel in as no one wanted to travel in their football gear. After everyone was changed to coach gathered them all up and gave them all a prep talk about tonight. Jadian just knew they had to win, nothing would make his senior year of high school better. The prep talk ended as everyone cheered and ran out to the bus. Jadian got on the bus and took a seat by Nico. The bus had no A/C so it was going to be a very hot ride. Jadian finished his water bottle with in the first 20 minutes and dug into his bag to get another. ”Slow down dude, you don't want to pee yourself” Nico said with a grin as he playfully punches Jadian in the arm. Jadian hit Nico back and laughed, his friend was right he didn't want to pee himself but he wouldn't mind holding. Smiling to himself Jadian pulled out his phone. Crossing his legs Jadian started a game on his phone and put in his earphones in listening to music. He took sips of his water every couple of minutes. About an hour and a half into the ride his need to pee returned, as he had a small bladder. The bus pulled into the opposing school and let the team out by a locker room. The coach was the first to get up and yelled “let’s go, team” as he was the first one out followed by the rest of the team. They headed to the locker room to change into their gear. Jadian’s bladder definitely had some pee in it now, but it wasn't bad at all so he decided to hold it till half-time. He put on his royal blue and gray football uniform; a gray football jersey with royal blue pants and of course a cup. The coach gave them one last prep talk before the team ran out to the field. Jadian’s team had a tradition of each player chugging a thing of Gatorade before each game to make sure they stay hydrated. This was fun but that plus all the water he drinks during the game caused him to have a full bladder by half time. Ignoring this Jadian chugged his Gatorade with his team. It was finally here, game time. Jadian and his team put on there royal blue and gray helmets and ran into the middle of the field to get in position for kick-off. Jadian felt his bladder filling up but ignored it as the game started. The game was started and Jadian’s attention was fully on the game. He managed to intercept a few other the other team's ball. When it was his team who had the ball it was their time to score as much as possible. They scored to where Jadian couldn't keep track and he wouldn't dare look at the game board. The game was going in Jadian’s favor except for one thing, he really had to pee, and he could no longer ignore it. He knew he was risking a lot by drinking water but he didn't have much of a choice. He played as best as he could until the coach told him to take a break and let another play. Jadian ran to the sideline and took a big gulp of Gatorade and sat on the bench. Sitting made it harder to hold as he was not moving around. He put his legs close together and tried with all his might to hold it in. He tried to grab himself but his cup prevented him from doing so. Nico ran over to get some water which was unfortunately by Jadian. ”What’s up” Nico said as he passed by Jadian. Jadian noted at Nico and gave him a high five. Hearing Nico’s water caused Jadian to leak. Feeling the leak Jadian put his legs together stopping the flow. He had to pee so badly now he couldn't focus on anything else. He looked at the timer and saw they had 15 minutes left. Jadian gasped, there was no way he could hold it that long but he had to. He closed his eyes and tried his best to hold it. After what seemed like ten minutes he looked back up and saw that to his horror they still had ten minutes till half-time. Jadian pushed his legs together as tight as he could and prayed he would make it. Another ten minutes passed and there was still five minutes left till half-time. Jadian never had to pee this bad before in his life. He knew he should have said no to the pre-game Gatorade chug. He looked up at the clock three minutes left he could do this. Unfortunately, his bladder had enough and he lost the battle. He's pee flowed out of him soaking his pants and underwear. He tried to stop it by grabbing himself but his cup wouldn't allow that. He tried pushing his legs together but he kept peeing, he tried everything he could think of but nothing worked. Pee kept coming soaking Jadian. His pee pooled underneath him on the bench he was sitting on and when the bench couldn't hold anymore the pee dropped onto the grass below. Jadian couldn't do much but sit there as he had an accident. After what seemed like hours he looked back up at the clock and saw one minute was left. Jadian then looked at his pants. Fortunately for him, his cup seemed to hold most of his pee from wetting his pants and the pee that did manage to wet his pants didn't show well as his pants were a dark royal blue. The buzzer went off signaling it was now half-time. Jadian slowly got up from the bench and felt as pee escaped his cup and ran down his legs. He looked down at his pants and although he could clearly see a wet patch down to his gray socks he knew no else could, as they didn't know what to look for. Jadian smiled as he knew his accident was found unnoticed and he smiled again when he saw the score and they were winning by 20 points. They ran to the locker room celebrating with victory at hand. Once in the locker room the coach cheered them on as they had a wonderful first half and going to have a wonderful second half and achieve victory. ”We are having a great game” Nico said as he came up to Jadian. Jadian smiled but was nervous as his peed pants went unnoticed so far but as Nico was close maybe he would see. Fortunately for Jadian, Nico didn’t notice and went to talk to the other teammates. Jadian’s accident was remaining unnoticed as half-time came close to an end. The team ran back out as they wanted to make sure to be at the field when half-time ended. As half-time ended the other team ran out to the field. Both times line up on the field as the game began once again. Jadian was glade that although he was in peed pants he was able to focus on the game once again. Jadian’s team was doing wonderful. They prevented the other team from making most of the points and when it came to their turn to have the ball, points just added up. Nothing seemed to be able to stop them. Jadian’s team has 38 points and the opposing team had 22, and with one quarter left Jadian could already taste victory. “What a game this is” he thought “it determines if we play state championship or if it’s my last high school game and I peed myself and played in peed gear”. He laughed to himself as the fourth quarter began. The fourth quarter was just like the rest of the game, Jadian’s team kicked ass. The score was 47-34 and with only seconds left there was no question Jadian’s team won and would be in the state championships. The team cheered as the buzzer buzzed signaling the game was over. Jadian’s team and their crowd went wild as they have won. Jadian couldn’t believe it, his senior year just got even better. The only thing he would change about the game was his accident. As the team met back at the bus Jadian saw his parents looking for him. He went up to them and as they saw him his mom pulled him into a hug before he could reject it. She didn't care he was very sweaty, or at least that's what she thought was soaking his pants. ”Congrats on the win!” his parents said with excitement “We are so proud of you” Jadian just smiled as his parents insisted on taking a picture. Jadian was kind of worried as he didn't know how his peed pants would show but he agreed to take it, as he wanted to act as normal as he could and saying no would be strange. Jadian put his hands in front of his pants in the picture hoping it would hide his accident. After the picture was taken Jadian looked at it and was relieved his hands hide most of his accident and the parts it didn't could pass as shadows. Realizing he left his Gatorade bottle on the filed he ran out to get it. As he ran to get it Jadian noticed he had to pee again and with the all the Gatorade he had it was pretty bad. A thought went through his head, his pants were already wet with pee so why not just pee? Jadian couldn't believe what he was thinking but he decided his pants were cold and itchy, so maybe more hot pee would help and it would be much easier just to pee now than to have to take all his gear off. Jadian took in a deep breath and closed his eyes as he released his bladder. Imminently hot piss rewet his now cold pants turning them wet and got again. Pee ran down his legs and pooled in the grass at his feet. He finally finished peeing his pants for the second time within two hours and ran off to catch up with his team. He couldn't believe he had a full pee accident and purposely peed his pants all in the same night, and very close together. The team change and Jadian made sure to take a good shower and change in the shower before he got on the bus with his teammates to head home. Jadian took a seat to himself in the back as he put his earphones in, to listen to music, and closed his eyes, smiling to himself.
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  36. Molly mid game

    From the album: Dimwitrolo's Misc Work

    I can't believe you're losing this badly to me! And I'm pissing! "You're on the toilet?" No. Why would I be playing on the toilet? "Where are you pissing?"
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  37. 11,622 downloads

    A bunch of recent ThisVid videos that I enjoyed. There are also a few messing videos in here as well, all marked as such.
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  38. The rain has stopped, but my bladder has not lol. This accident is going to be so obvious, but I know I can't make it home
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  39. You might have guessed from my name that I'm a girl from China. Porn is...well, not exactly allowed here so I'm really excited to find places like this where freaks like us can talk about how much we like to piss our skirts and get fucked under them without the site getting taken down. I'm hot, bi, and into a whole bunch of kinks but I'm also married so spare the creepy messages please! I'm just here for a good time talking about the, er, less than socially acceptable sex that I like and also practise my English. Some things about me...I'm a cute dark haired girl about average height for my area, which I guess is really short for other places but whatever. I'm into lifestyle omorashi, so I wear diapers under my skirt to work and use them in public. I'm pretty fashionable and love the freedom of skirts (and dresses). I really dislike wearing pants and haven't done so since I was a kid. I have a whole bunch of hot wetting and messing stories involving myself and other people I know, which I hope you'll enjoy. No, I won't be posting any pictures/videos of myself, as I said porn is illegal here and I'd get sacked from my job if anyone except my husband and close friends found out I was into this stuff so it's nice to have more people to share it with. Anyway, let's go (in our panties!)
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  40. Wow. I can't imagine how embarrassing that would be here. The closest it's come is when I've revealed that I wear diapers or persuaded my friends to wet their panties while drunk or out running. And even that is only among friends/colleagues. But I'm proud to have converted 1 other woman to the joys of omorashi and maybe having a chance at another too. Wet runs where we pee down our legs together are such fun. This is a story I told about that. Diapers/wetting for women does have a kind of level of social acceptance here as long as you don't talk too much about the sexual side in public. Some time ago there was even government guidance suggesting diapers for flight attendants, but the only ones who actually wore them were probably people into it and most don't.
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  41. Helena, I love that you love my stories. As you will see at first I had a lot of “accidents”. I was amazed that she appeared to completely buy into the weak bladder control so can’t help it thing. Bedwetting was a rare thing that I kept as an alcohol thing or dream thing. The next weekend was a three day weekend Labor Day celebration. On Friday we went into work as usual. I had lunch with my coworker as usual but didn’t use the restroom after lunch. At the usual time the coworkers went home leaving me alone with my boss. She told me she wanted to talk. I asked if I could first go tell my fiancé I would be late. She agreed. Although my bladder was full I came back without using the restroom. We were at my desk so I was sitting. She was unhappy with my work style in spite of the fact that I was more productive than she was directing her other workers. We talked for over 2 hours. I was struggling to not give any hints that I was struggling. Finally she said she had to piss and go home to her family. She told me to write up a work plan that would bring my work style more in line with her style. I was immediately struggling to control a very strong pressure wave in my bladder. She got stuff from her office and left, obviously in need of a restroom. As she went out the door my crotch and quickly my butt got warm. I could see my crotch looked wet and I felt my butt and it was wet. I called my fiancé and told her I would be home soon and we should order delivery when I got home. I put on my lab coat to hide the pee soaked areas. I had to use an exit farther away than usual and had to walk essentially an extra block. As soon as I got onto the street I couldn’t control my bladder until the inside of my leg and almost to my waist were wet. When I got to our apartment the bathroom door was closed. She was inside. I told her I was home. I made no effort to hold my bladder as a puddle formed at my feet. She came out and saw me. I just told her I couldn’t wait and the restrooms at work were closed for cleaning. She told me I should have said something; she was just playing around in the bathroom and would have let me use it. I told it was too late by the time I got to the apartment. ‘The next morning she awakened me and told me she wanted to go to a festival thing a several hours drive away. By the time we got there and paid for our tickets controlling my bladder was an issue. I told her I had to go very badly. I made a mad dash to the port-a-potties. They all seemed occupied so I went behind them and got my pants down just in time. I did not get my undies down so they were soon soaked. I did what I could to dry them hoping they would not cause my pants to look wet. We joined the crowd and nobody seemed to notice any odor. The festival ended and we stopped for the port-a-potties. We waited and finally one came free which she used. I went behind them to a secluded area and again got my pants but not my undies down. We started the drive back and stopped at a fast food place for dinner. I bought a bottomless soft drink. While we were eating I drank several fillings that totaled well over a liter. When we were done eating she went to the restroom and I said I would follow. I drank close a liter on top of what I had already drank. We continued our drive back and I was soon glad the traffic was light. About 2 hours later I saw a sign for the rest stop, but it had a banner “closed”. We passed the blocked turnoff and as we got to the merge lane from the rest stop my crotch and butt got warm. I started a conversation about her childhood and long car drives interspersed with questions about how soon we would be home. She finally said I was acting like a little kid. I replied that she said more than she knew. She pressed me on what I meant. I finally admitted that I had an accident so I wasn’t just acting like a little kid. After we got home I got cleaned up and we got in bed and had sex. She enjoyed it. I pulled my pants up and quickly there was an amazing release as my crotch and up to my waist and between my legs and my butt quickly warmed. I got cleaned up and we went bed for the night, with our arms wrapped around each other. I had a dream in which I was frantically searching for a restroom. She awakened me. My undies were soaked. After I got cleaned up and the bed sheets changed I slept through the rest of the night. I woke up in the morning with a full bladder. She was already up and in the bathroom. I sat on the floor outside the bathroom. She finally flushed the toilet and came out. I simply said I couldn’t wait. I got dressed and we ate breakfast and I started drinking coke. In mid morning I was sitting and just let the warmth spread from my crotch to my butt. I told her I didn’t know I had to go. All in all I drank about 4 liters of coke and made no effort to get to the bathroom until bed time. We went food shopping and I held it until we were walking home with our groceries. That evening we made dinner and as we were eating I felt my crotch and butt rapidly warming. When we started to clean up she saw I was wet. I told her it happened so fast I couldn’t make it. I asked if she could still love me if I weren’t fully potty trained. She hugged me and said of course she loved me.
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  42. Drive-by appreciation post. One of my favorite authors on the site. ❤️
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  43. Why does it have to be in Japanese? This is an English language website. In China we could also say "大便失禁" for a poo accident, but we read those characters differently here. Omorashi we call "漏尿", and for poo we could say "漏屎", which are different words from Japanese. Perhaps I should make a thread about these omorashi-related terms in Chinese. But I don't see how we should be using one set of foreign terms over another.
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  44. 138 downloads

    I played the celeb wetting game where player one picks two celebrities they would like to see wet (eg Tom Daley or Tom Holland) and the next player has to choose the one they want to see wet and then pick two celebrities themselves. As a fun twist, I made a bet with alex62 for one of the rounds that if he randomly chose the celeb I most wanted to wet out of the two celebs, I would wet me undies in the morning, but if he chose the other one, I would stay dry. So I had a 50% chance of staying dry and a 50% chance of having to pee myself. He picked the one I had also chosen so here is the video of me following up on my bet.
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  45. https://www.clips4sale.com/studio/121565/25050021/wetting-leggings-pee-desperation-1080-mp4
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  46. I have noticed that women out with a group of friends will often wait until a few people mention needing the toilet before they all go together. I hardly ever see a woman leave a group in order to go to the toilet on her own even when sitting there fidgeting around with their legs crossed, visibly desperate! I remember at uni, during one afternoon accounting lecture I was sitting with a group of friends when a very attractive Indian girl who I'll call Riya (who had been drinking a huge mug of hot chocolate and had been jiggling in her seat for the last 20 minutes) suddenly leaned forwards and whispered to us 'I desperately need a wee'. Her friend told her to just go and Riya replied that she would rather wait until the break. A few minutes later, the fire bell rang so we all had to stand outside and she was crossing her legs looking very worried. After a few minutes of standing around we went back into the lecture and the lecturer announced that due to the delay, they would have to cancel the scheduled break in order to cover all of the material on time. Riya obviously wasn't happy about this but said that she would just have to go for a wee after the lecture. The rest of the lecture lasted for around an hour and on the way out I noticed that Riya looked absolutely bursting, but rather than rush off to the loo she stood with us for a few minutes while we all chatted about the course. She wasn't saying much, constantly crossing and uncrossing her legs and shifting from foot to foot with a distracted look on her face, but still didn't excuse herself for the loo. About 10 minutes later, another girl in the group announced that she needed to leave and started saying bye to everyone, and Riya said she was leaving too. The girl then turned to Riya and said 'I really need the toilet, did you want to come too?' Riya nodded and said she'd been bursting for a wee for ages! I wonder how much longer she would have waited if the other girl hadn't mentioned it?
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  47. SL-209

    1,312 downloads

    A group of friends get naked and enter a hot tub when all of a sudden they all need to pee and take turns peeing off the deck. There is alot of laughing and giggling from the girls in this JAV they seemed to have had alot of fun making this one. Enjoy
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  48. No it was pretty quiet on my street thankfully. So I wasnt too nervous or anything. Of course, I'd always prioritize my shoelace over bathroom needs 🤭 And yes, I continued tying my laces as I wet myself right there in the doorstep 😮 I just emptied my bladder and let it happen, I had been holding for ages! It was very relieving though! We did film it too. Heres some photos of what happened ❤
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