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  1. This is a narrative of me reading a true experience I had in my early twenties when I worked as a children’s party hostess in a very busy soft play centre. I have posted the story before but this is me reading it for those who might enjoy hearing my voice. New Recording.m4a
    8 points
  2. So this just happened yesterday and my heart is still racing over it oh my GOD. I swear reading other omo experiences online made me a little overconfident in my own holding abilities and today I've reaped the consequences of that hubris... BIG time! So first, to give a little backstory (scroll to the ---- to skip this): last year I got covid pretty bad and ended up spending a good amout of out-of-pocket savings on medical bills (yay, US healthcare system!!). Its paid off now, but the hole left in my savings account started bumming me out so I picked up a weekend job at a fast food restaurant (for copyright purposes, lets call it "DcMonalds"). Now, far from the easy breezy lil side hustle I had planned, this job has turned out to be an absolute personalized torture session every fucking weekend. Rude customers? You betcha! Shitty management? Hell yeah! Critically understaffed? Wow, three for three! I mean, dont get me wrong- Ive worked fast food before so I wasnt exactly blind to what I was getting myself into. I expected all that and I was willing to put up with it for the flexible hours and, well, money. But what I didnt predict was that the morning opening shift I was on only consists of TWO PEOPLE. One kitchen, one front/drive thru. Im the front person. And I mean, sure, in theory it works. Its a rural area and theres not a lot of customers, and the manager is there to help if needed. But IF I NEED TO PEE there is RARELY time to do that during a 5 hour shift. And I have a SMALL bladder. So I have to hold it until more people come in who can cover for me. Alternatively, I can drag the manager away from whatever shes doing to cover, but shes super bitchy, hates me, and acts annoyed whenever I do this. Plus if I go once then I ususally end up having to go again because the universe hates me. And Im very anxious and awkward as a person so yeah, all of that combined means I spend 10 hours of my weekend desperate and stressed out. So now THIS weekend I decided to try something that I thought might alleviate some of that stress. Now Im not quite brave enough to buy diapers, and also my pants fit kinda tight so id be nervous it showed. But I do have some of those maxi overnight period pads so I THOUGHT that maybe if I wore them, i would be less nervous about leaking since it would pick up a good amount of liquid. I didnt actually intend to USE them though- it was just a precaution to ease my nerves. And when I wore one on saturday, it did just that! I never actually leak at work, but there are close calls, and Saturday was no exception, but this time the close calls didnt leave me with cold sweats and a frantic heartbeat. ------- Now, enter yesterday. Yesterday, I fucked up. I knew like 30 minutes into the shift I was gonna HAVE to use the bathroom before I got any help- which meant asking the manager to cover me. Usually I dont have a huge issue with this, but it does make me nervous and paired with the added security of the maxi pad, I ended up chickening out a few times that I could have asked. No big deal though, because eventually around 9:30 it was actually pretty dead so I worked up some courage and went to the office again, only to see her on the phone. Shit. I felt a twinge of panic because waiting this long already made me like a 9/10. So I kinda loitered a bit but then there were a few customers. About 20 minutes later I was handing somone their food and getting a bit more nervous when my manager walked by- perfect! I turned to ask her, but she was faster, 'Hey I need to bring some stuff to (other location two towns over), think you guys'll be ok while I'm gone?' 'Well actually, before you go could you cover me while I use the restroom?'.....Is what I WISH i had said. Instead, my coworker said yeah, we'd be fine its a slow day, and my anxious buffon self smiled and nodded in agreement. So she left. FUCK! Now I was in full panic mode. I was on the verge of losing it and had no clue how long she'd be gone. It was a 20min drive to the other location so that was at least 40 min, and I'd be lucky to last 10. And although Ive never really tested a maxi pad, I damn well knew it wouldnt hold the fluid I was packing all in one go. And that, dear friends, is when I had my clever little idea. Of course it couldnt hold a bladder of pee! And definitely not ALL at ONCE! But after a little mental math, I gleefuly realized that another employee would be here in under an hour, and as long as I got a LITTLE relief, I could make that! So that is how I, a modern icarus if you will, decided to let out a number of small spurts over the course of that hour. I decided to do a spurt every 10 minutes so it would absorb fully and give the illusion of constant relief. I also figured that the pad would hold 6 spurts no problem (Fool!). So, confident and pleased with myself, I chose a quiet moment while no customers were in to let out the first one. I leaned casually against the counter and pretended to be focused on filling the sauces up, while really I was focused on controlling my urethra. And boy, for how much I had to go, it was HARD. My body did NOT want to start peeing right there in the open at work, which it generally a good instict to have but at the moment wasnt very helpful. I was trying to just relax and let it flow since that seemed the easiest sort of stream to cut off. But it became clear I needed to push a bit. So I steeled myself, discreetly spread my legs a little, and did just that. A warm little gush of pee came out and I immediatly cut it off. Success! I was so proud! But the pride fell away quickly because somehow that just made my desperation worse, and worse it felt wet against my pussy. I knew it would be absorbed in a second but somehow that wetness just increased my need even more! After 5 minutes, however, I felt dry and desparate enough to try another spurt, throwing the 10 minute plan out the window. I was moving around and taking orders and jostling my bladder, and I just knew if the floodgates burst on their own schedule then there'd be no cutting it off. So while I waited for the kitchen guy to finish the drive thru order, I squatted down to and acted like I was opening a case of napkins to restock. Squatting put a lot of pressure on my bladder, and it was easier to do this time. I let some out, cut it off, and stood back up. No dice. Still crazy desparate. I bagged the order and handed it out, briefly contemplated an acting career based on how calm I could be on the outside, then went to take some orders up front. We ended up having a mini rush then (ok like maybe 8 customers but thats a lot for just us) and all the standing still while they ordered was KILLING ME. I couldnt be doing a potty dance right in front of these people! I was squeezing my toes in and flexing my calves to stop from showing. Finally I got so scared of losing it I did something crazy (well,crazy for me). While an old man and his wife deliberated over sausage or bacon, I relaxed my legs and tried to feel as calm as my expression hopefully was. And I let out a BIG splash of pee! My heart skipped a beat, and my whole kit and caboodle tingled and trembled as I stopped the flow. But still, even after that, everything still felt secure. Wet, but not WET, y'know? Eventually the orders all cleares up and I managed to run back to 'refill the ice machine'... and to check for leaks where no one could see me. I quickly felt my crotch and bum but despite how full the pad felt I seemed to be in the clear! I only had 15 min until help arrived now, so I decided not to risk any more than that. I was still VERY desperate but having so little time left kept me calm. Then I dropped the ice scoop. Oh... that fucking ice scoop! It went under the wire shelf so I squatted right down without thinking, and the motion of squatting and reaching under something caused me to let go of my bladder, and I started PEEING full force! I immediately jumped up and froze. The shock of it caused me to stop the flow instinctively, but I could feel the heavyiness of the pad, and the distinctive warmth blooming across the fabric on my ass. NO. NO NO NO. My heart was going fucking APESHIT at this point, like a washing machine with an unbalaced load. I just sort of stood there trembling in horror for a second. Then I came back to my senses, and my senses were telling be that I, first of all, had breached the pad for sure, and SECOND of all, I had such a desperate urge to let the rest out that it HURT. I took a breath and brushed a shaky hand over my lower bum. Definitely damp, but they were black pants so maybe it didnt show too badly? Only 15 minutes and honestly whos looking there that closely? I thought hey, maybe its all right maybe I can pull this off, but I was gambling at the reapers feet now. I could feel wave after wave of desperation and I was standing rooted in place as I fought each one. This whole time maybe 5 minutes had passed and there hadnt been a drive thru order (thank god for rural sunday traffic) but I needed to be at the front of the store in case a customer came inside. Oh, but moving seemed impossible. For a second I considered dropping my pants and just peeing in the drain by the mop buckets but the fear of getting caught was too much. God I wish I had though! I started walking gingerly but then pee started just... trickling out. I gasped out loud and tightened my muscles, but I was losing control and instinctively jammed my hands into my crotch. Big. Mistake. I threw my hands full force to my pussy to stop that flow. And all that pee in the pad? Well, it was squeezed out. Big ole gush into the bum of my pants. I let out some kinda hiccup noise and pulled my hands away, dipping and everything, but I still couldnt stop the flow and I just sort of gave up out of shock. I bent my legs and hunched over a little bit as I peed, warmth going all down my legs and in my shoes. It splattered on the floor. Most of it was going down the back of my legs, but I could see a small dark patch blossom around my crotch and thighs letting me know, oh christ, that my jeans definitely werent black enough to hide this. I started crying. I swear I am a grown ass woman but in that moment I felt all the shame, fear, and embarrasment as if I was a kid peeing their pants in gym class. Finally the stream cut off, and I just shakily wiped my hands on the dry part of my thighs and just... walked to the bathroom. Thank fuck there were no customers inside (The bathrooms are in the lobby), and the kitchen guy was setting up lunch stuff looking the other direction. I marched into a stall, then shakily told my coworker over the headset that Id be in the bathroom a for minute, could he take orders if they came? He was like, 'yeah fine'. Easy as that. Why hadnt I just asked him before???? Whats a minute in the bathroom- he can do one order! He can ask them to wait a minute!!! Why am I so stupid shy that I wont just be assertive and ask people????? I toweled myself down as best I could, and I was gonna try to use the hand dryers on my pants but then someone walked in. I looked through the stall cracks and saw that it was my coworker who was coming for the next shift. So I sheepishly asked if she could go to the back room and grab me a pair of new uniform pants from the back room real quick, which she did, fucking ANGEL that she is oh god. She even clocked in a few minutes early to cover for me. It was so humiliating though. She asked what happened so I told her and I gotta say, that whole experience was awful and I'm still really upset but god my coworker is the best. She got real pissed at the manager for even putting me in that position and proceeded to tell me about a bunch of different times she'd wet herself and how it wasnt a big deal, etc, etc. And by the end of my shift she'd sort of cheered me up. That woman is too good for this world So yeah, sorry if that all came out a bit ramble-y but I wanted to write it while it was still fresh in my head, and it was also pretty theraputic lol.
    8 points
  3. Hello Everyone, I'd like to tell you a story of something that happened to me this morning. A short pretext: I'm actually living in a shared house with some friends. I'm working remote and am lucky to beeing allowed to choose my place of residency. So these days I'm in this nice house with a room for myself (nice view from my desk and good, peaceful working conditions), a shared kitchen and a shared bathroom. Yesterday I had made dinner for all of us and we had quite some beer. I've been to bed quite late. The bathroom was occupied at this time so I had to wait and just lay down for a moment. The moment became the whole night, since I fell asleep quite immediately and still with all my pants on (it's cold up here, so I'm wearing my standard boxer-briefs under some long underwear and thick, warm joggers). I was ripped from my sleep by the alarm today. Knowing I had to attend some meetings today I had to get up in time. It was then I realised how very, VERY badly I needed to pee. I had only fifteen minutes to the first meeting, so I jumped out of bed and wanted to dart to the bathroom, when I heard someone enter it closing and locking the door. I was still in my room and my door was closed. Within seconds my desperation became dangerous. I felt quite well that I was absolutely not going to make it. I paced my room up and down, pondering my options. Every other step I had to stop and clench my legs together. My bladder was going to explode. And it was this kind of desperation you have after drinking beer. Honestly I'm impressed I didn't wet the bed. I was at a 9.999 of 10 and realised I would not be able to hold it. Again I was looking around for options, when I felt the first spurt escape into my pants. I quickly undressed the joggers (they're sooo comfy and warm and I wanted to wear them all day!), rumamged in the basked with clothes to be washed, found dark joggers and while frantically dancing on the spot and holding tried to put them on. Looking in the mirror I saw an already quite visible wet patch between my legs. It became larger by the second and I had to be quick. I managed to put on the dark pants, when even more spurts violently shoot into my pants, wetting my boxers and the long underwear. These long underwear-pants did soak up most of my pee, which kept the joggers quite dry. At least for the moment. I still tried to hold. I didn't want to have a full-blown accident in my room. I still have to think about a way to smuggle my wet pants into the washing anyway. But however as much as I tried to avoid it, I really couldn't help but slowly piss into my pants. I fetched some clothes, fresh boxer-briefs, a new pair of long underwear, a t-shirt and the comfy joggers I wanted to wear today and positioned me at my door, ready to dash to the bathroom as soon as I would hear it being free again. I wanted to check in the mirror whether there was anything to see on my pants, but I couldn't move without loosing control. So I just stood behind my closed door, pressing my legs together and trying to control my bladder muscles, with decreasing success. And then I heard the bathroom door unlocking. My heart was racing. No one here does know anything about my fetish and this should stay this way! And I really, really don't want anyone to see me in wet pants. If I would leave my room now and there was anyone else wanting to use the bathroom, maybe already lined up, I would have to stand and wait there, probably with anyone else around to see me. I couldn't perform my already lost pee dance. No, I had to be absolutely sure, that - a - I could enter the bathroom immediately and - b - there was noone around to see me. I heard the bathroom door opening. Someone came out and closed the door. My muscles spasmed and the biggest spurt yet escaped into my pants. My heart was beating really fast, half of anxiousness and half of excitement. It felt so unbelievably good when the pee left my body, soaking up my pants, feeling the wetness in my croth, between my legs, the warmth, the naughtyness. When I didn't hear anyone else approaching I dared to act. I held the new clothes in front of me as normal as possible, opened my door and entered the hallway. There was someone sitting at the kitchen table having breakfast. I said good morning as casually as possible, while yet another strong, long leak filled my pants with joy, and entered the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind me. As quickly as I could I undressed the black joggers. Their damage was in fact minimal, the long undearwear had taken up most of it. The view in the mirror was thrilling. Without further thinking I stepped into the shower, put the water on and violently shaking with joy, excitement and relieve I full force pissed into my pants. It was pure bliss and I just hope I didn't moan involuntarily. It took ages to empty my bladder. I can't remember when I peed that much the last time. Even when I thought it was finished, there came more. Enough for another full blown accident. I was so aroused that peeing felt like orgasming. I undressed in the shower, washed myself and rinsed the pants. Even then I had to pee more and just let it all go with the running water. Afterwards I smuggled the wet pants rolled up in the black joggers and put everything to the other clothes in the basket in my room. Now I only have to find a good moment to smuggle everything into the washing without anyone noticing. Now I'm sitting here, working. With this wonderful view and a very intense sensation between my legs. I feel like I want to pee myself the whole day. But I can't with everyone else around. What a start into the day. Yeah, I wanted to let you know. Now I have to concentrate on this concept again I'm working on. C PS: sorry for any typos.
    6 points
  4. Abebi's Story posted in my gallery album - enjoy.
    6 points
  5. I had some time last weekend to play in goodnites. I usually wear them under jeans but I wasn’t going anywhere so I just wore them under my yoga tights. They’re soooo obvious (before goodnites, and with goodnites lol) I wet them a lot and they never leaked! Eventually I took them off and wet the yoga tights. Sooooo good
    5 points
  6. So yea I ended up having an actual leak before the end... there was a spot about the size of a quarter on my pants. It was seriously amazing, tbh. I'm the kind of guy where it just feels better the longer I hold, so I made sure to push it this time. I had the rest of the soda after making my first post. I could barely focus on the movie at this point, just the thought of how I was going to just keep holding was sending me racing. The moment that I reached 10/10 was perfectly timed toward the very last 15 minutes, it couldn't have gone better. I remember it clearly - I got a strong bladder spasm, but no leaks. The quiver from it was intense and made me feel like I was actually going to have an accident if I kept holding (omg - such an epic feeling). I kept holding myself when it happened again - this time it felt way more intense and I could feel that something had finally escaped. Despite my grip, a jet of piss shot right into my tight briefs. I was able to use my muscles to clamp the flow, but I wasn't sure if it would happen again. Not wanting to wet the seat, I bolted to the bathroom right after the closing scene. I ended up having a ton more fun where I tried to stop the flow multiple times, ughhh the shivers from that were also amazing. Overall great experience, highly recommended since a movie will take your attention. Show up already having to go and literally just don't go to the bathroom. *Let me note that I had been practicing all day to get to that point, as it would have been nearly impossible otherwise.
    5 points
  7. 2FMHT210

    From the album: Fill-Me: Chapter 2

    They're finally there! The vacation has really begun! It's been over 2 years since Fill-Me started, and this is a [big] set. They finally made it to where I originally planned on starting the series... after about 50 months.
    4 points
  8. I wanted to share a story from last summer with you. It was a hot day, my girlfriend and me both took free for that week because we just wanted to chill a bit and enjoy the summer together. Because we (especially me) drank a lot to counter the heat I needed to pee. While I went inside to the toilet she got her phone and was scrolling a Lil bit through Instagram. After I came back she asked of we could go to McDonald's because there were a Special deal. I said that first we would need to clean our house. She refused and I did it alone while she chilled outside. I was done after only roundabout half a hour and went outside. She just said "if you would have gone to McDonald's with me I would have helped". I replied, saying that we would be on the way now if she would have helped me. After that she pouted, after a bit of silence she said "and what if i don't go to the toilet now? You know I didn't pee since lunch and drank much with you". She just knows that she is able to get me with such things, pay with your bladder things. I hestitaded but then asked how desperate she is now. She told me that it's a solid 7/10. I said I accept the offer, but only if she emptys her glass now. After short thinking she accepted and drank the rest. There you should know, the nearest McDonald's is about half an hour away and it's a turbulent street. Not the best street to be desperate, I need to admit. But damn I like it when she goes tipsy when she is really desperate so my horny side won in that situation. We were halfway there when she suddenly moaned and said that she would really like to pee now (As I mentioned, the street is in poor condition), but I reminded her that she can only use our toilet at home and shouldn't use the McDonald's loo. "I know baby" she replied "it doesn't even matter, firstly I hate public toilets in general and I need to pay my burger, right?" We laughed. Even now when she's desperate she is still in good mood. The rest of the drive I could see that she grabbed her croch but nothing more. I parked the car, she was doing a little potty dance while we were going towards the entrance. While ordering at those digital boards she whispered in my ear "I just reached 9/10, I'm not sure if I manage to get home... Could I maybe use the toilet?" I refused and said even if she leaks Noone will notice, also the car is old so it doesn't matter. She asked again in a teasing voice, you know that voice where you just want to play with the other person. So I replied that if we are home and she holds for another five minutes she gets her loved chocolate milkshake on top. Her eyes lightened up and she said "oh yes, please. 5 minutes? I'm not sure if I can manage but I will try" We submitted the order and after short waiting ours came. I checked the order because they often forget things at our McDonald's, but it looked right. We went outside and she said a bit louder "damn I'm so desperate, but this is so worth it. Thanksssss for getting us food". We got in the car and we started the drive back home. She was wiggling and grabbing herself all the time so I asked her if it's already the 10/10. She replied "nearly, damn I didn't need to piss that hard for a while, how long?" about 15 minutes, plus your 5 minutes, don't forget them. About the city before ours she gasped but immediately said "don't worry, I just guess my underwear isn't the driest anymore now. But I'm gonna make it, don't worry". I just smirked, she knows how horny that makes me. I pulled up into our driveway, she jumping out of the car just stating 10. Definetly 10! I unlocked the door and started the timer. She went in and took of her clothes and opening her jeans. "what, 1. It takes of a little bit of pressure, 2. Give me that few seconds so I can make it". I guess my face was enough for her temper to cook up a bit. She did a massive potty dance, now that we were home. Walking up and down, circles and lifting up her legs. "how long?" 2.30 minutes left "what?! It already felt like 10. Oh damn". Now it was my teasing time. I asked her how long she could hold it before she would flood our entire room. "shut up! Maybe 5...or less ". I checked the timer, 1 minute left. She was mad desperate. I even felt pitty for her. So I told her that there is only a minute left. "Huh. Shit. That's gonna be a close call. Huh." she stated while jumping from leg to leg, her hand deep in her croch. Then the time was over, I told her. She sprinted past me into the bathroom... Hitting the door. She got one step backwards before sprinting again towards the toilet. She wrestled down her pants and before she managed to sit down the pee started to shoot out. She sat there, moaning, for about a minute. Then she took of her pants and pantys and threw them at me. "jerk, get me new panties and then take the McDonald's stuff onto the table". I got into the bedroom, throwing her slightly wet, and sadly black panties and the damp jeans into the laundry. Then I got her new ones and geve then to her. While turning around for going out she said "if it wouldn't have been for that stupid door there would only have been a little spot, but no, I need to hit it. Close call, I was lucky that I only lost a little spurt" I told her that she still managed good and she now really deserves her menu. She came out happily and we started to eat. Hope you liked this story, it's my best omorashi experience
    4 points
  9. Woman puts on some jeans to wet them!
    4 points
  10. No... Letting that happen would be pretty unethical
    4 points
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  12. https://i.imgur.com/BB4jUGx.mp4
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  14. I love the idea of being a desperate passenger while the driver teases me/'accidentally' misses rest stops. Just having to hold and beg them for permission to be able to go, being made to squirm around and hold myself... Of course this is definitely more of a fantasy than anything else, but since I don't drive anyway I can't end up as a desperate driver!
    4 points
  15. Update. Since this day had started so wet I absolutely could not resist. This longing to just spread my legs and go was overwhelming. So, when the day went by and everyone was busy enough I silently changed into some old jeans that would have needed a wash anyways, while pretending to attend some online-meetings. And then I just pissed. I deliberately pissed a whole days worth of pee into my jeans and long underwear. Oh my god. Needless to say afterwards it took only some gentle strokes around this wet bulge to send my boner into waves and waves of ecstatic, massively cum ejecting spasms. And since I had to be quiet I only screamed silently while shivering and shakingly going to my knees. As I said, it's cold up hear and I'm normally wearing these long underwear pants above my normal boxer-briefs. I LOVE how they soak up the wetness. This was a very special, wonderful, ecstatic wetting experience!
    4 points
  16. I had been holding whilst writing stories for here but the stories ran on and after squirming, rubbing, wriggling and dancing I absolutely couldn’t hold anything more so I hobbled into the kitchen, crouched down and it poured out of me. I peed far longer than this but cut it short to make uploading easier. crouching always makes it come out uncontrollably! IMG_1703.MOV
    3 points
  17. Some of you may know Alicia if you’ve seen my The Elevator, The Elevator (PT 2), or Alicia’s Day posts. She has a partner named Wren. Bladder Size and Strength: Medium sized, strong
    3 points
  18. it's EE-436 https://fboom.me/file/f32900f7eedeb/DLEE-436.rar and file password fqlz3zk1kk5MvD5G anyone please upload this
    3 points
  19. This post is like gaining legal age, going to a bar and ordering: "One alcohol, please!"
    3 points
  20. Thank you. I’m so glad you enjoyed that aspect especially as it would be such a huge romantic turn on for me to experience it like that as the more desperate I get to pee the more turned on I get and I suspect Riley was feeling the exact same way. It was a big risk writing from the male perspective as a female so I’m glad it came over authentic and genuine.
    3 points
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  22. Just a few drops. I did this on the first try but if I’d had to retake I’d definitely have burst!
    3 points
  23. I decided I was going to enjoy torturing Shawna’s bladder a bit. Sure, making her wet the bed and feel humiliated was fun, but there were far more interesting ways to mess with her. “Shawna. When I command you to, you will wake up, with no memory of wetting the bed just now. You will go downstairs, drink two glasses of water, then come back up to bed and fall fast asleep. For the next day, you will not know for sure whether or not your bladder is full. You might feel a twinge here or there, or you might feel a massive urge. Or you might feel nothing at all. Maybe you make it to the bathroom, maybe you wet your pants. Maybe you’ll desperately run to the toilet, only to find your bladder was empty all along. Now… Wake up. And obey.” Shawna stirred from her hypnotic slumber. “Hey babe. Sorry, I must have dozed off.” “No problem, hon.” “I’m kinda thirsty. You mind if I go get some water?” “Go right ahead.” As she got up to go to the kitchen, I decided it was time for a piss break of my own. Getting out of bed, I went into the bathroom and pulled out my cock. I smiled as I relieved myself, pleased that I was going to have a bit of fun with Shawna. And the best part was going to be after accident number five, when my control wore off and she remembered everything that had happened to her. I flushed and washed my hands, then returned to the bedroom. Shawn returned a short time later, getting back in bed, where she promptly passed out. I couldn’t wait to see how this played out… ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling a strong urge to pee. I couldn’t believe my plan didn’t work, Kevin must have a super bladder or maybe magic doesn’t work on magical beings? But that was neither here nor there, because when a girl’s gotta pee, she’s gotta pee! I quickly got up, being careful not to wake Kevin, and went into the bathroom. When I sat down to go, however, I was surprised that only a light trickle came out. I’d had that feeling like, when you first wake up in the morning and you know you’ve gotta pee? Then again, with how screwed up my bladder was, I guess I was grateful it was just the minor annoyance of getting up when I didn’t really need to. I went back to bed and drifted back to sleep… “Hey, Shawna. Time to get up, babe.” “Huh?” I murmured, still in a sleepy fog. “It’s 6:30, Shawn. You’re gonna be late for work!” That got my attention! I darted from the bed to the bathroom and took a super-fast shower. My panties reeked of piss, no doubt a side-effect of Kevin’s stupid stone prank. Man, was I upset my revenge plot didn’t work! I wanted to see him piss himself! Oh well, no time to worry about that right now. I grabbed one of the spare outfits I kept at his place and got dressed, while he made me breakfast. French toast, scrambled eggs, sausage, coffee, orange juice and a green smoothie. I wolfed everything down and kissed him goodbye, before heading off to work. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Shawna headed off to work, leaving me by myself. I had to admit, there was no way to know how well this suggestion would actually work, unless of course she told me. But I know she got up to pee in the middle of the night. So there was at least that. But I couldn’t wait until I had her home and could find out everything… That night, I went to her house for dinner. I chose her place because for accident number three, I wanted to make use of her art studio. But first, I had to know what had happened. “Blank.” Shawna’s eyes glazed over as we sat at the dinner table. “Shawna, I want you to tell me about each time you had to go to the bathroom today.” “When I woke up this morning, I didn’t have to pee at all. But on the drive in, I started peeing a bit and had to pull over to squat on the side of the road. Then I had to go to Walmart to buy clean underwear. While there, I had to pee again, so I ran to the bathroom, but nothing came out. When I got to work, I changed into the clean panties. About two hours into the day, my friend Abby told me my stomach looked really big, so I went to the bathroom and ended up peeing quite a bit. At lunch, I drank a soda and felt like I had to pee, but it was a minor urge. Unfortunately, I ended up wetting myself, but luckily it was in the copy room and nobody was there. I cleaned up in the restroom and went about my day. On the drive home, I felt like I was going to burst, but was stuck in traffic. I ended up sticking a coffee cup between my legs, but only peed a few drops in it.” “How do you feel right now?” “Fine.” “Good. When I snap my fingers, the last suggestion will wear off. If you have to pee, you will say so.” *SNAP* Shawna blinked. Then I saw her face change into a look I knew all to well. “Um… I have to pee.” “Blank!” Her eyes went dull again. “When I unblank you, you will walk to your art studio. Once there, you will stand in the middle of the room and await further instructions. Unblank.” Shawna stood up and made her way to the bathroom. I could tell her bladder was pretty full, by the way she walked. Her butt shook from the effort it took to hold it in while in motion. I was really looking forward to the next part. When we got to the studio, she stood in the middle of the room. “Freeze.” Shawna went completely motionless. “Frozen. Unable to move. Unable to think. I brought you to your studio, Shawna, because this is where you come to let your creative juices flow. But tonight, we’re going to make something else flow. I know you need to pee pretty badly.” I reached out and touched her bladder. When I did, her abdomen bulged out a bit. “I just filled your bladder a bit more. You are at capacity right now. You are going to wet yourself. Not yet, of course. I want to have some fun, first. I am going to cast a spell that will cause your body, including your bladder, to remain frozen for one hour. When that hour expires, you will wet yourself. It will happen, because your body won’t unfreeze until your bladder is empty. However, I am going to unfreeze your mind and your face. You will be able to see, think, hear, talk, feel… you will be in your own little hell, but it will be my heaven. And while you’ll be aware of what’s happening, while it’s happening, you will forget once the spell has worn off completely. Because I’m not done playing with you yet… Now, on the count of three, you will be awake, aware and able to speak. One. Two.” TO BE CONTINUED… (Yeah, I’m cruel, leaving it on a cliffhanger, but I need to go to bed lol I will work on the next part tomorrow after work )
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  24. "Call me a racehorse, because I'm hung and I need to piss like one right now."
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  26. Does she like this?!

    Huh? But I thought putting pressure on the crotch is helpful for both sexes? Otherwise why would women put their hands on their crotch when desperate?
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  27. I do! For fun and just because I can. Admit it....! 20211010_130942_1.mp4
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  28. Sims 4 mod

    A long time ago I found a bed wetting mod. I wasn't perfectly happy with the way the mod worked, so I decided to change some features to make it work more the way I wanted. I've continued to make gradual changes over the years until it became something completely different from the original mod. I've been adding and changing stuff for so long I no longer remember everything it includes, but I will try to do a general summary of it. When a sim goes to sleep, there is a chance they will wet themselves. The chances of the sim wetting the bed increase with the number of times they have wet the bed and exponentially as their bladder need lowers. Younger sims have higher chances of wetting their bed than older sims. Although, elder sims go back to young adult chances. If a sim is asleep with a completely empty bladder, there is a chance their bed wetting counter goes down if they do not wet the bed. Sims can become protected from bed wetting by clicking on themselves and choosing the option "Safe Sleep" (They will need to pay a small fee). Toddlers' potty training has an impact on the sim's bladder control in later life stages. When fully potty trained, they have normal bladder control. When a sim ages up with a Potty Training level of 2, they will have an increased chance of wetting the bed, but each bed wetting is of less significance to the bed wetting deciding formula so it doesn't snowball out of control right off the bat. When a sim has a Potty Training level of 1 or 0, they lose the capacity of autonomously use the bathroom and also use the boosted bed wetting formula in later life stages. (They are not incapable of using the toilet, they just won't do it themselves regardless of how low their bladder need gets) Every sim is capable of wearing diapers by choosing to do so in a wardrobe. Sims can remove or change their diaper by choosing to do so in a wardrobe. Sims automatically change their dirty diapers when taking a shower or a bath. Other small details which are not big enough to mention but I think would be fun to discover on your own. Of course, I am open to new ideas to implement as long as it's within my abilities to do so and I have time to dedicate to it. The mod uses python scripts, so you would need to enable them within the game settings. All the files I used to make the mod are available inside the .ts4script file (It is essentially a zip file with script files inside) so you can browse them to check how it worked by yourself if you are the tinkerer type. I've been thinking of sharing this for a long time, but I haven't had the courage to do so. I hope at least one person enjoys it! Dango_Bedwetting.zip EDIT 01: I forgot to mention there are some convenience commands! You can use the commands by pressing ctrl + shift + c and typing the following: bedwetter_1 Targets the active sim. Makes sim use the boosted bed wetting formula. Equivalent to a sim having aged up with Potty Training level 2. bedwetter_1 <Sim_Name> <Sim_LastName> Targets sim with chosen name (unknown how it interacts with multiple sims with the same name). Makes sim use the boosted bed wetting formula. Equivalent to a sim having aged up with Potty Training level 2. bedwetter_2 Targets the active sim. Makes sim unable to control their bladder. Equivalent to a sim having aged up with Potty Training level 1 or 0. bedwetter_2 <Sim_Name> <Sim_LastName> Targets sim with chosen name (unknown how it interacts with multiple sims with the same name). Makes sim unable to control their bladder. Equivalent to a sim having aged up with Potty Training level 1 or 0. used_to_diapers Targets active sim. Makes sim used to wearing diapers. used_to_diapers <Sim_Name> <Sim_LastName> Targets sim with chosen name (unknown how it interacts with multiple sims with the same name). Makes sim used to wearing diapers. non_bedwetter_1 Targets the active sim. Makes the sim use the traditional bed wetting formula if they had the bedwetter_1 trait (invisible). Does not remove the bedwetter_2 trait (invisible). non_bedwetter_1 <Sim_Name> <Sim_LastName> Targets sim with chosen name (unknown how it interacts with multiple sims with the same name). Makes the sim use the traditional bed wetting formula if they had the bedwetter_1 trait (invisible). Does not remove the bedwetter_2 trait (invisible). non_bedwetter_2 Targets the active sim. Gives a sim back it's bladder control if they didn't have it. Does not remove the bedwetter_1 trait (invisible). non_bedwetter_2 <Sim_Name> <Sim_LastName> Targets sim with chosen name (unknown how it interacts with multiple sims with the same name). Gives a sim back it's bladder control if they didn't have it. Does not remove the bedwetter_1 trait (invisible). not_used_to_diapers Targets active sim. Removes used to diapers trait (invisible). not_used_to_diapers <Sim_Name> <Sim_LastName> Targets sim with chosen name (unknown how it interacts with multiple sims with the same name). Removes used to diapers trait (invisible). set_wetting Targets active sim. Resets a sim bed wetting counter back to 0. set_wetting <Number> Targets active sim. Sets sim's wetting counter to given number. set_wetting <Sim_Name> <Sim_LastName> Targets sim with chosen name (unknown how it interacts with multiple sims with the same name). Resets a sim bed wetting counter back to 0. set_wetting <Sim_Name> <Sim_LastName> <Number> Targets sim with chosen name (unknown how it interacts with multiple sims with the same name). Sets sim's wetting counter to given number. wetting_count Targets active sim. Responds with the current value of the bed wetting counter. wetting_count <Sim_Name> <Sim_LastName> Targets sim with chosen name (unknown how it interacts with multiple sims with the same name). Responds with the current value of the bed wetting counter. check_diaper Targets active sim. Responds with the number of times the sim has used the current diaper (caps at 2). check_diaper <Sim_Name> <Sim_LastName> Targets sim with chosen name (unknown how it interacts with multiple sims with the same name). Responds with the number of times the sim has used the current diaper (caps at 2). As you may have noticed, sims can get used to wearing diapers. The feature can be unlocked during normal gameplay, but the mechanism for unlocking it will remain hidden unless someone asks me about it. As for what it does, when normal sims wear a diaper they become embarrassed and further so when they wet themselves while wearing a diaper. Sims who are used to wearing diapers do not suffer an embarrassment penalty for wearing a diaper and embarrassment buffs for wetting the diaper becomes lessened. There are other changes, but once again, I think it will be more fun if you find them yourselves.
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  29. It was happened in my early college years. I had to prepare materials for a university project and had to use a copy machine. There was one in a nearby bookstore, which is owned by a friend's mother. We were neighbors in the same apartment building. I have known her for many years and I knew that she could help me. Rose was a nice looking woman in her early 40s. I liked her since I was a child. She often attracted my attention with her beautiful appearance and stylish clothing. It was the end of her workday. When I entered the bookstore, she was arranging new goods on the shelves. Rose greeted me with a big smile and invited me to sit in a chair behind the counter. She had received new goods and asked me to wait a few minutes for her to finish. I wasn’t in a hurry, so I told her to take her job easy. I sat down on the chair and began to look at her back as she arranged the shelvs. She was wearing a black knee-length skirt, high-heeled boots and body colored tights. We were chatting as she working and I enjoyed how her cute butt bounced up and down in her tight fitted skirt. Even more attractive were the moments when she squatted to get something from the boxes. The skirt lifted up exposing half of her thighs. She could hardly imagine how much arousing she looked in that squatting position, especially when she slightly spread her legs. After a while, Rose finished her job and sat next to me. She complained that she had been unpacking goods all afternoon and didn't have time to rest for a minute. Sitting in the chair facing me her bare knees stuck into my eyes. She relaxed for some time and we talked about different things. Meanwhile she crossed her legs several times. It was very difficult for me not to stare at her legs, especially when she crossing them. At one moment, a customer entered the bookstore and asked for something. Rose just turned to him without getting up. She uncrossed her legs and involuntarily spread them a little wide. A unique sight exposed in front of my eyes. In this magical triangular hole between the taut skirt and thighs, the white lace panties were clearly visible under the tights. I had the opportunity to enjoy the view, while she talked to the client and she certainly couldn't realize where I was staring. I also noticed that she was sitting in the chair, slightly tense and restless. Shortly after the client left, she suddenly got up and asked what we were going to copy. She didn’t expect that I prepared more than 50 pages from several different books. She looked at me apologetically and said it would probably take her a long time to do everything. She asked me if we could start now, but finish the next day. Of course, there was no problem for me and I didn't want to make her stay after work. She began copying the first materials and complained that she she hadn't been out of the bookstore since noon. Then she turned to me and whispered "I haven't even been to the toilet". I shuddered when I heard that! That's why she constantly crossed her legs on the chair and now she was still restless. We have known each other for a long time and she obviously considered me like a close friend, so she did not hesitate to share this intimate detail with me. I immediately tried to comfort her and suggested her to left the job for the next day. She said she's fine so far and we can do half of the job. Although, it was obvious that she was in а discomfort. She just tried not to show it. I was aware, that there was no a toilet in that small shop, and she had either to use in a nearby cafe or wait to home. Fortunately we lived in just a 5-minute walk away. I watched her even more closely, trying not to show interest. She seemed a little uneasy as she worked on the copy machine. She was hurried and a little clumsy. I knew the reason and got very excited! At the same time, I didn't want to make her suffer. So, when she finished the second book and I saw how she began to bend her leg slightly, I said her to continue tomorrow. She agreed immediately, telling me directly „Yes, please, I really have to pee!”. That sounded very arousing! Since we were neighbors, we went home together. She asked me to help her with two rather heavy bags. Besides, I could see my friend at their home. The situation was perfect for me, but unfortunately not for her. Rose was walking quite fast, her heels rattling briskly on the sidewalk. I did not miss every convenient moment to look at her legs and I thought about her desperation. We had to cross the street and we stopped to wait. Rose couldn't stand still for a second. She began to step from foot to foot and push me to cross. After we crossed we continued at a faster pace. We were not far away from her home. She complained again “Oh, I really have to pee!”. I was burning with curiosity about what would happen and asked her if she could make it. Her answer was very uncertain "I don't know… I hope so." She apologized for making me hurry and admitted she barely hold it. As we approached, she began rummaging in her bag for the keys. She didn't want to waste any second. When we entered the building she quickly ran up the stairs to the elevator. Unfortunately, it was not there and we had to wait a while. Rose was wriggling on the spot, looked nervous and made displeasure grimaces. I tried to comfort her, saying it was just a little left. She murmured that she could barely hold it and didn't know if she would make it. I was very impressed by these words! I've never seen a woman on her age to be so desperate to pee. In the elevator, Rose began to wriggle even more. She was openly pee dancing in front of me and even pressed her hand on the front of the skirt. She looked really worried and moaned “I’m going to pee myself”. I stood next to her and couldn’t said anything. She looked like she could really start peeing herself. I watched her movements discreetly, watching to see if it would start dripping beneath her. As we reached the floor, Rose rushed to unlock the apartment. Her hand was tucked between her legs through her skirt. The moment she opened the door, she dropped her bag on the floor and rushed to the bathroom. With one hand she pulled up her skirt and exposed her entire thighs and butt. I saw her white thongs and she was about to pull her tights down before hiding in the bathroom. She failed to close the door. The next moment a powerful hissing sound came from inside. I was staying frozen two meters away from the open door and didn’t know how to react. I could barely restrain myself from taking two steps forward to look. My upbringing did not allow it! Rose sighed with great relief and told me that I could go to the living room. Apparently she didn't care much that I could see her as I passed by the wide open door. I walked in, trying not to look away, but when I past by her, I couldn't contain my curiosity and looked at her. I tried to pass as slowly as possible and stared at her all the time. It was a very sweet and exciting sight. Rose had taken off her panties and tights to mid-thigh and skirt was rolled up at the waist. She was sitting with her bare butt on the toilet and peed with undiminished force. The top of her intimate triangle showed slightly. She sensed my curious gaze and smiled playfully. I couldn’t stay longer, so I closed her door and went in the living-room. I was totally confused and amazed from what I saw. I couldn't gather my thoughts. At the same time, I felt awkward because I was staring at her so openly. Two minutes later, she came to me, seemed calm and relieved. She was wearing the same skirt and tights, only she had taken off her boots. She sighed with great relief and grinned. „Are you OK? You look so happy!“ – I asked her, still looking at her curiously. “I feel so much better now. А great relief!” “How long had you not been to the bathroom?“ – I asked, although I already knew, but I wanted to prolong the conversation. “It was before 2 o'clock in the afternoon when was the last one. More than 5 hours! This is too long for me. I usually go on every two or three hours. After that the situation gets difficult!” I was extremely aroused and I couldn’t control my erection. This did not go unnoticed by her and she looked at my groin and grinned at me. “And what about you?” – she grinned at me looking at my bulging jeans. I realized what she meant and did not expect such a question from her. „Is it because of my peeing?“ – she continued to ask me playfully. At first I felt embarrassed. But when she unexpectedly touched my groin with her hand, I realized that it was good for her. “Don't worry! Тhis is quite normal for any boy.” – she quickly comforted me. We sat on the sofa and we started having a very frank conversation. It turned out that my friend would be a little late, so we were alone for the next half hour. We talked about girlfriends and sexual experience. It was very exciting to talk openly about that kind of things with a mature sexy lady. As we sat on the sofa slightly facing each other, I lightly touched her knee with my hand. Her fine tights made me even more aroused. I really wanted to turn the topic of her peeing and I asked if she could really pee herself a while ago. „Yes, I really could!“ - she replied emphatically. „I was seriously worried. Especially in the elevator, I thought I’d do it in panties.“ – she smiled with embarrassed and asked me not to tell anyone about that. Then, I gained courage and confessed about my strange fetish about female peeing. She looked at me wide-eyed. „What exactly do you like… to watch me pee?” „Yes! Does it sound strange to you?“ „That's not so strange“ - she replied calmly. Then she told me that when she was younger she had a boyfriend who had a similar fetish. He was extremely aroused as he had watched her pee. I had been the second person who openly shows such interest in her. Meanwhile, my hand caressed her knee and slowly moved it up her thigh. I timidly put my hand under her skirt. With each movement I went deeper and deeper expected to stop me at any moment. We were talking, as if she didn’t notice that I was fumbling under her skirt. Suddenly she took my hand and exclaimed: “Oh, I'm getting all wet! I got aroused by your hand!” It only gave me the courage to act more confidently. However, she stopped my hand and kindly told me that we didn't have time for anything more. She admitted to me that she felt great, but at the same time she had felt very uncomfortable doing things like that with me. She asked me to keep absolute discretion. I kept my hand under her skirt while she talked to me. Then, with a slight giggle, she told me that she had to go to the toilet again. The moment she got up, I reached even deeper under her skirt and touched the panties, feeling her vagina. Her white lace tongs and tights were very wet! I fingered her crotch and starred at her underwear and feminine thighs. My thoughts were still focused on her recent desperation pee. “I can imagine how wet your tights would be now if you hadn't made it in time.” - I spontaneously decided to share my fantasies. „Knowing what a huge amount I peed, I would probably be completely soaked. And what a huge puddle I would make… now I also had to clean the floor“ - she laughed and caressed my hair. I held her thigh and kept slightly fingering. She tried to get away, but I wouldn't let her. And I continued with my curiosity. „Sorry for the question, but have you ever had a pee accident?” „Why do you ask me about such things?“ – she asked me in reply. “Because it terribly turns me on” “No, I haven’t“ „Never?“ „If you mean I've gotten completely wet, I haven’t… But yes, it happened to me to leak a bit before I took off my panties, when I was awfully needed to pee.” It was more than clear that she had accidents, but she didn't feel comfortable talking about it. After that, she asked me again to let her go to the toilet. „Let me go to the bathroom now. Such talking make me pee again … ” I decided not bother her anymore and let her go. She pulled her skirt down and went out into the hallway. When she came back, she said her son would be home soon. She asked me again to keep all this strictly between us. I decided not to wait for my friend. I didn't want to arouse any suspicions and left. (to be continued…)
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  30. A few months ago my girlfriend who has given me permission to tell this story had a pretty embarrassing accident. This was before she knew I was into this as well. We had to run out to go buy a bunch of shit because she was planning on staying with me for a while, we also got food cuz why not. It was night time and she was wearing a pretty simple pink and black t shirt with blue jeans and boots. We went out to Walmart(i know gross) after we ate and I eventually learned she had a huge aversion to using public toilets. We were only barely getting started shopping and she kinda whispered to me “Hey Kay i have to you know…piss”. Immediately my omo brain exploded but of course i told her to use the toilet and she replied “uh no lets just hurry”. My girlfriend is typically one of those strong tomboyish type so seeing her flustered was pretty adorable. We continued shopping without much of an issue, although her face was getting redder. Like 15 minutes later we were done with foody items and had to go across the store for the rest. On our way I noticed she would pause here and there, I once again asked if she’d use the bathroom and she got really embarrassed that I noticed but she did agree, so I went with her again across a big part of the store to the bathrooms, they were being cleaned. The cleaner said to just use the mens room but she refused so we resumed shopping. We got what we needed and got in line for the checkout, as we were moving I told her to try the restrooms again but she said no . My omo brain was like “This is the best day ever” but my sympathetic brain was sad and I knew the feeling all too well. We were only behind one person in line now and there were a handful behind us, then I heard a small squeal that originally I didn’t know was from her so I basically ignored it until she grabbed my arm as I heard the splashing begin. She was having a total accident in the line. I’d never seen someone so full of panic in my entire life, I saw her jeans getting darker and start to glisten. I briefly looked at the lady behind her who looked shocked but had this deep face of sympathy. The cashier and guy in front of us noticed as well but neither of them cared and returned to their payment. She peed for a few moments before I just told her to go to the car and gave her the keys. She ran out of the store faster than I imagined. At this point I felt so bad that my omo brain shut down. I apologized to the cashier and she just looked at me before saying “honestly it happens more than you’d imagine”. I did offer to help clean up but i was told no. I finished paying as i looked back seeing people avoiding the clear puddle of piss on the floor. I went out to the car and put the groceries away before getting in, she had put down a plastic bag from the box that i keep in the back for my own wetting but I always told her they were for trash. I asked if she was okay but she told me to just drive. The 20 minute ride home was dead silent as she stared at the moon mostly. She helped me bring groceries in despite me telling her to just to in and shower. Once we got in with all our shit i put it away before she briefly came over and shakily asked if i still loved her which honestly hit me in the chest like a bullet because i had said those exact words before in a very similar situation. I naturally said yes and hugged her. Afterwards she softened up about it and we put groceries away(she was even still wearing her wet jeans). Afterwards we went in and took a shower together which I offered to help her feel better. Now here we are a few months later and shes open to my kink and even tries it herself sometimes. Sometimes God hears and answers prayers
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  31. this is a video of liz raw wetting herself while she is explaing how she likes to wet herself. its one of the hottest video i have seen in a while and i dont think it has been posted here before. (pls let me know if it has been posted). Project_01-17(2)_HD 720p_MEDIUM_FR30.mp4
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  32. Panty pissing

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  33. Alicia looked at her alarm clock as she woke up. She was going to be late for school if she couldn’t get ready in 20 minutes! And she still had to get dressed, eat, and drive to school! Alicia got up and started to get her things together, panicking a bit. A small, very small, urge to pee made her wonder what to do next. Should she… A. Use the bathroom (If late will lower rep with teachers to 85%) B. Don’t use the bathroom (Will up desperation 5%)
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  34. From the album: bustin2pee's artwork

    © bustin2pee

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  35. EE-436

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  36. Soaked rank, here we go!!
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  37. 28.mp4 Amateur Peeing And Wetting In Her Bikin.mp4 42.mp4 23.m4v Ketty wetting-2.mp4
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  39. Join Ronica and Alisha in this intimate golden shower scene, where Alisha pees through her pink panties soaking both herself and Ronica in the process. This sexy scene features Ronica and Alisha together in bed as they thoroughly enjoy each other’s company. Alisha kisses all over Ronica’s body, then, when she is ready, straddles Ronica and pees on her. After Alisha pees, they are both left soaked. Laying next to each other on the wet bed they finger one another until they both climax.
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  40. Alicia put a hand on Frankie’s shoulder. ”It’s really not good to hold it in. You can just go if you have to…” Frankie was about to speak, but their bladder already made the decision for them. Pee started to flow out, and despite how much squirming and how much they gripped her crotch, pee flowed between their fingers and onto the floor. Frankie sighed with relief, but their eyes watered and their face reddened from embarrassment. The long stream lasted for two minutes, and there was a large puddle on the floor when they finally stopped. Frankie cried, and Alicia hugged them despite being all wet. ”I’ve been in a similar situation before, and we can cover it up so nobody knows. Do you have a water bottle or apple juice?” Alicia asked. Frankie handed their girlfriend an almost full bottle of apple juice. Alicia poured some of the juice on Frankie, and then drank the rest of it. Alicia put the bottle in her backpack and smiled. ”There, it’s like it never happened. Rub your hands on the inside of your extra hoodie and then wrap it around your waist.” ”Thanks Alicia….” Frankie rubbed their eyes with their dry hands. “Y-You… you still love me right?” Alicia hugged her partner again. “Hell yeah I do! An accident wouldn’t change that.” After a couple more minutes in the elevator, the two were able to leave. They both drove home, ate some dinner, and watched a movie together. Frankie was thankful that they had such a good girlfriend. (I’m planning on doing a story with Alicia next, and an interactive one! Stay tuned!)
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  41. I also have a custom from her - never posted. Basically, she works out, you (the viewer) are desperate and slowly waits and teases you until you wet yourself... and then she has a small accident of her own following...incredibly hot. If people want I could post?
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  42. Can't wait for Krystyna's story!
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  43. From the album: bustin2pee's artwork

    © bustin2pee

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  44. I can’t even begin to list the number of times I wet myself while working at restaurants. Each one was traumatic in itself!! I really hope you’re okay!!
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  45. I experienced this once when pregnant with twins. It was my first scan and I had to drink 2 litres of water. I was so bursting waiting on the scan and then had to endure this cold jelly on my bladder and the scanner being pressed on it. I went for a long pee right after but on the drive home I was suddenly very very desperate again and terrified I’d burst before I got home!
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  46. I’ve been lurking on this site for many years now but I actually never made an account, but I guess now is the perfect time to. I am the person in this video and I uploaded it on Tumblr about a year ago but I deleted that page for personal reasons. I planned on returning to Tumblr but with the adult content ban I decided that it may be best for me to come here to restart my omo journey What sucks is that this person is uploading this video on a verified PH profile and trying to pass it off as their own— which I never approved of. A lot of my posts got thousands of likes/reblogs so I’m aware that I put it on the internet for everyone to see and I’m sure many people have downloaded the video for their own personal purposes, which is fine. I just hate that it’s being reuploaded and possibly profited off of without my consent. It’s okay tho, I already messaged PH support today to get it taken down. But for good news— I’ll be making more free content and posting on here very soon. I hope to make the same friendships and connections that I had on Tumblr.
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  47. What happens next: The next morning I wake, my head instantly reminding me of how much I drank the night before and my hard on reminding me of my erotic dreams about Rosie. I let her go home herself. It was the right thing to do but even as we physically parted she lived on in my body and mind all night long. Now I need coffee, I need to cum and I need to piss. I decide to start with the coffee and head straight to my kitchen. Filling the kettle and putting instant coffee in a mug seems to make my dick calm quickly and I have to run like Usain Bolt to the bathroom only just making it in time. Was this how bloody amazing it felt for Rosie when she peed last night at my cousin’s house? There really isn’t any other feeling like it I think as I wash my hands and head back to make my coffee at last. I should text her or is that too keen? It was just one night. What if she can’t even remember it like I can? She gave me her number though…that has to mean something right? I spend the rest of the morning and afternoon trying to shake my hangover away and replaying the events of the night before over and over. Finally, just as I’m making dinner, Isla texts me to say thanks for coming and thanks for her gift. She must have finally opened everything after getting too carried away with the karaoke at the end. Well the karaoke and the man who had his arms around her neck by that time. I can’t help wondering if he stayed the night or not. Not my business really but I still feel more than a little protective of her. I text her back saying it was a great night and worth the years delay with a smiley emoji. I expect she’s texted a huge amount of those who came last night, which would be just like her, but she texts back again with something that makes me smile but get excited too. “Apparently Rosie had a gr8 nite too! ” That decides it for me right away and I swallow my embarrassment and decide to text Rosie. I keep it as cool and causal as I can to begin with but then lose myself far too quickly. “Hi, was lovely to meet you last night at the party. Hope you had a good night? I sure did. Fancy a coffee sometime? Or even dinner? Riley x” I feel like a teenager all over again! She keeps me hanging for a while, the entire time it takes me to finish cooking tea and eat it AND watch something on TV. I am half way through the washing up when finally I get a text back. Just three words (excluding her name) but I still blush and smile like I have just read that my lottery numbers have won! “Yes to both, Rosie x” I presume she works so set up an evening meal date but keep it to a family restaurant near my home just so she feels safe and hopefully relaxed. If things don’t go any further then we can both go back home without too much issue. Monday I keep myself so busy at work to pass the time but as soon as mid afternoon starts creeping up I can feel my nerves kicking in. By the time I get to the restaurant and sit at the table I booked my hands are sweating and my mind racing. What if she changes her mind? What might she be wearing this time? Will I still fancy her when she’s not dancing around in front of me needing to pee? That all disappears instantly when she walks in and our eyes meet. Tonight she’s in a stunning fitted flowery dress that shows off her body beautifully with bare legs and the same black high heeled strap around her ankles sandals she wore to the party. She has this cute shawl around her shoulders too meaning I can’t quite see from where she’s standing if her dress hangs off her shoulders or not but either way she’s hell of an attractive lady and although her hair tonight isn’t in that sexy clip she has it tied back again and still has those wonderful little strands by the side of her face that I adore so much. The waiter shows her to the table and I quickly pull her chair out for her like a true gentleman. I give her a quick peck on the cheek then sit down again smiling. She’s here, she’s beautiful and she’s already looking at the drinks menu! She shyly asks if I mind if she sticks to nonalcoholic drinks as it’s a work night and her cute blushing is so adorable I don’t mind at all. I order two large lemonades and ask about her day. It seems a safe starting point but by the time we have ordered and began eating our starters we have already moved onto other things easily. We agree on a sharing starter and there’s more than a few flirtatious looks and comments between us as we tuck into the salad and chicken wings and potato skins. We talk so much that by the time we order the main course the waiter offers us both more drinks and our empty glasses are taken and replaced by fresh full ones with more lemonade again. The food is lovely but the company even better and by the time we’ve finished eating our main course I know already that I want to spend even more time with Rosie. The question is where is best to do this? It’s early days still and I don’t want to rush her but we can’t stay here all night and when I put my cutlery down and finish my glass of lemonade I smile at Rosie as she finishes her second large glass too and moves in her seat. Neither of us have moved away once so far and I could do with a bathroom break and I now suspect she could too. Just that little change of position she does in her seat makes me blush thinking back to Isla’s party on Saturday and I wonder if Rosie might consider not using the bathrooms here and waiting just a little bit longer? “I don’t know about you Riley but I’m so full now.” She rubs her tummy wriggling a little and I can’t help thinking does she mean her stomach or her bladder is full, or both? “Definitely. Me too. Though I’d still like to enjoy your company a bit longer…if you’d like that too?” She looks over in the distance a bit before giving me eye contact and smiling. Is she looking for the ladies perhaps? I don’t blame her as I could really do with a good piss myself but I just don’t want to leave Rosie, not even for a minute! “That sounds good. Really good in fact. Actually a friend of mine is performing live tonight at the Horse and Cart on Beecroft Road. He’s really good though not sure if it’s your sort of thing or not?” “My sort of thing?”, I enquire raising my eyebrows curiously. “He plays the piano and sings. Sort of covers and ballads and that sort of stuff. Sort of sing along stuff more than dancing if you know what I mean?” “Sounds lovely. Since I’ve only been on the still stuff we could maybe go in my car if you’d like? I only stay just around the corner from here. Save waiting on a taxi?” Rosie does that glancing off to the distance thing again and I wonder what she’s maybe thinking about but then she smiles and twirls one of those dangling strands of her hair and blushes and nods at me. I link my arm in hers, leave cash on the table to cover the bill and a tip, and walk her out the restaurant towards my house. As soon as the cooler weather hits me I wish I had gone to the bathroom before leaving but with my house close by I clench my muscles and decide to not say anything. Rosie seems quieter too so I check she’s still ok as I see my car outside my house. “Everything alright? If you’d rather call it a night I don’t mind taking you home if you’d prefer?” “No. No. It’s not that I don’t want to go to the pub it’s just…that was rather a lot of lemonade I drank. Those were pretty big glasses and…” I’m sweating now, sure of what she’s about to say and immediately feeling I should offer to let her use my facilities, especially as I really need to use them too. It’s not that I don’t want her to pee, absolutely not, and the thought of it reminds me so much of the party, but inviting her into my house on the first proper date feels a bit…full on? Like I’m almost asking her to stay the night? I don’t want her feeling I’m pushing her even though I would happily go further if she agreed. “Would you prefer to come into mine? For a coffee before we go out? I’ve just realised I’ve left the car keys in the key box in my hall anyway. And…” “I’d love that Riley. Thanks” She moves from foot to foot as I put the house key in the lock and the noise of those sandals of hers on my concrete stairs outside sends shivers right through me. I can feel myself getting harder which isn’t great in my smart trousers because it’s very noticeable but it does at least help stave off that feeling of dying for a piss that I’ve been struggling with for the last twenty minutes or so. I step in, taking Rosie’s hand and helping her over the upvc door base that always trips me up when I’ve been drinking. My house isn’t big in any way and there’s just the one bathroom upstairs with the living room with integrated kitchen area downstairs. Despite really needing to pee I feel I need to be hospitable and at least start making coffee before running off so I show Rosie to an armchair and fill the kettle and switch it on all the time watching her from behind. She’s sitting upright on the armchair leaning forward with her legs crossed at the ankle. She looks awkward and tense so I offer to put some music on. “How about some music? Radio 1 ok?” Rosie nods as I switch on the radio then go over towards her to sit on the arm of the armchair and put my arm around her as I can’t help singing along to what’s filling the room. Thankfully Rosie is just as taken with the song and it’s as obvious to me that she’s just as much a fan of Disney as I am as we look at each other singing happily to the words of Surface Pressure from Encanto and I can’t help but notice her hand on her upper thigh as she fidgets in the armchair beside me wriggling and bouncing to the chorus, ‘pressure like a drip drip drip that’ll never stop whoa, pressure that’ll tip, tip, tip ‘til it’s ready to blow whoa-oh-oh….who am I if I don’t have what it takes? No cracks, no breaks…” We’re so caught up in the moment I forget all about the coffee and tea and the fact we’re meant to be going out in the car as I smile and gaze so much at Rosie and comment on her beautiful singing. I’m convinced, once again, that the words of the song have a double meaning for her and that she’s feeling a huge amount of pressure from her bladder but I don’t want to embarrass her in any way by pushing the matter but if she asks to use my toilet, which as soon as my own boner dies down I’ll be using myself, then of course I’ll let her go. But until she mentions it there’s no harm in enjoying things is there? I kiss her as the next song plays after a very brief intro from the DJ. Rosie’s lips are sweet and soft and special and very enticing and I have to lean on my elbow to stop myself falling on top of her on the armchair. As we finally pull up for a breather I suddenly remember the kettle and ask Rosie if she’d like tea or coffee. I notice her look around the room first, probably searching for any sign of a downstairs loo, which sadly I don’t have, but she agrees to a tea and I go to make it behind her as the song currently playing ends and I’m walking towards Rosie with two mugs when my eyes bulge seeing Rosie remove her shawl to reveal that her dress is actually strapless and very fitted and low across her chest. I sit the drinks down on a table, sit back on my two seater couch and tap beside me for Rosie to join me as the next song begins and I hold her hand looking right at her mouthing the words as if I am singing right to her. I couldn’t put it any better than Rudimental’s ‘Waiting all night’ as Rosie bounces her legs beside me and squirms very obviously as I sing to her, “I’ve been waiting all night for you to tell me what you want, Tell me, tell me that you need me, I’ve been waiting all night for you to Oh oh tell me what you want yeah…” The song lyrics seems to repeat over and over as her movements intensify as her eyes glaze and her cheeks redden. There’s such a sexual tension between us that I know we both feel added and enhanced incredibly by the fact I know she’s really really bursting to wee and holding it in, because, like me I hope, she doesn’t want to break the bond that’s building quickly between us. One thing I do know is that if I was to tell her what I wanted and needed right now it would be rated 18 and over and not likely to be played on radio 1 any time soon either! My own heart is now beating furiously, my dick throbbing in my trousers and my mouth dry from singing and nerves as the song finally finishes and I notice Rosie’s hand has crept from her thigh more towards her crotch as her eyes water a little and she tries to say something that I don’t quite hear over the radio. I use the remote to turn the music down as I look at Rosie expectantly and ask her to repeat what she said. “Do you really want to know what I want Riley?” She’s a little giggly and shy again, her cheeks flushed and her forehead slightly sweaty. “May I guess?” She smiles and squirms beside me and that hand that was on her crotch seems to press a little firmer on her dress. I could easily make her wait longer messing with her suggesting answers such as the tea I have just made her, or to kiss again or go even further, but that feels a little cruel and she’s already driven me crazy with desire with all her squirming and fidgeting so I lean towards her and whisper seductively in her ear as clear as I can over the radio still playing (albeit a little quieter than earlier): “Are you bursting for the toilet sweetheart?” She nods, giggly shyly. “Very much so.” I take her by the hand and we race upstairs, my mind a whirl and my body yearning for so much more. I push open my bathroom door and point, smiling, blushing and looking right at Rosie. “Emmm. Riley….could you help me? This dress is hard to lift up without it ripping. It would be better if you could unzip me…if that’s ok?” She’s marching on the spot right in front of me, her moans sending me to a place of no return. Unzip her? Fucking hell she may as well ask me to fuck her…it’s like the party all over again, except this time there’s definitely no-one who might walk in on us, no-one in the house apart from us. “Please…I’m dying to wee here!” With my hands shaking I do as she asks knowing I really should shut the door and give her privacy but frozen to the spot in utter amazement and shock as she lets her dress fall right off her body leaving it lying at my feet and runs to the loo with a hand wedged over her knickers as I stare at her naked breasts and nipples as she sits on the toilet right in front of me for the second time in a week and I watch as this absolute babe pulls down her knickers right in front of me and lets loose a torrent of urine flow that makes my mouth open in shock. “Oh God this feels so much better! I’ve been holding this in since the restaurant and..God it’s like…it’s like…oh the release…oh…” She seems to shiver, gasp, moan… “You ok?” Her pee is loud and furious and long and… “It’s like a fucking orgasm! That’s what this is like Riley…so fucking incredible to be finally letting this out after holding so long…” I can’t take my eyes off her, my own body shaking in need too…not a need to piss, although I know the second I’ve cum that will return stronger than ever, but a need right now to have Rosie, to make love to her, to show her another orgasm every bit as good as what she’s feeling right now, in fact hopefully better. I can’t contain myself any longer. I can’t resist. I stride up to Rosie as she sits totally naked on my toilet, other than those amazing heeled black strapped sandals, still peeing ferociously and loudly. I bend down onto my knees and kiss her deeply, my hands exploring her breasts and nipples, her neck, her back, her hair as she continues to pee throughout. I kiss her neck and she giggles telling me I’ve found a place she clearly likes. I whisper in her ear as little dribbles of urine still drip from her vagina into my toilet… “Was it really like an orgasm? You sure about that? Want to test that theory?” She’s finally stopped peeing as I take her hand, stand up and help her do the same. Her nipples are so erect, her breasts round and gorgeous right in front of my face, her hair not anything like as perfect as it was at the start of the night but sexy and enticing more than ever. She reaches automatically for some loo roll as I pull her hand away gently. “Don’t worry about that babe. A few stray dribbles won’t bother me…” She giggles pulling my belt undone and tugging my trousers and trunks down feeling down my legs as she does so. I know her actions say so much but just to be sure I cup her chin in my hands and look at her face carefully. “You ok to carry on?” “More than ever Riley. More than ever.” She did orgasm, as did I of course. Immediately after, as I predicted, I had to rush out and piss. I hated leaning Rosie but she’d have been drowned in a huge puddle of urine if I hadn’t! Then as I finish and flush the toilet I almost jump out my skin at the voice behind me as Rosie’s voice sent shivers up my spine yet again. “Did you hold all that in for me baby? God you must have seriously had to go!” As I wash my hands and dry them I turn and look at her standing in my bathroom doorway completely naked looking right at me. “I was needing to go bad in the restaurant but once we got back here I was so turned on I couldn’t go. So I suppose I did hold that in for you, yes.” “Where you turned on that I had to go?” “So much sweetheart. So much.” “I like that you know. Maybe I’ll have to go bad again on our next date too.” “Now that would be wonderful…both you needing to go and another date with you. Rosie…you do know you are beautiful don’t you?” “Is that with or without a full bladder?” She’s winking and giggling and I fling my arms around her for a hug before we finally get that mug of tea and I drive her home. Our dates have just got better and better ever since. I’ve actually never been so glad to have met someone at a party ever in my life. Ah Rosie…she’s more than I ever dreamed possible in so many ways.
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