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  1. We sent a thorough, detailed explanation to the member explaining why they were banned. This was due to a repeated history of infractions, including harassment of our staff members, insinuating that the only reason she received penalties for any moderative action was that our moderators were "jealous of the attention she was getting." This user has constantly been harassing other members of this forum with messages like this, some of which were reported to us. In some of these messages, she has openly admitted to ignoring the requests of our moderation team and expressed intent to cause a stir should she ever be removed from this platform. That is now precisely what is happening here. We do not tolerate members who actively work to cause drama on our platform, openly mock and consciously disregard site policies, and actively engage in harassing and defaming staff members who pour countless hours into keeping this community safe for everyone. This member has, over time, repeatedly shown they have no intention of being civil with us and only desires attention for themselves without having to follow any of the rules that apply to other members. This is not about a single offense or something as minor as posting in the wrong place, it's the result of a repeated pattern over the last year or two that has accumulated to the member intentionally disregarding us at every turn. I encourage those here to not blindly follow what someone says because they have an attraction for them. This kind of behavior and the way some members here constantly gang up on our staff members just because someone they like got in trouble is not something I appreciate. All of our guidelines and policies here exist for a reason, and we have a clear system for appealing actions members feel are not justified. Even in their public statement about us on their other social media, they insult a large part of the community on this site (the AB/DL community), as if us having that community here is in any way derogatory. This is the exact kind of harassing and abusive behavior that you don't see most of the time, but is the kind of abusive behavior we do not remotely welcome here. No one here is above these policies, no matter how popular they are. We do our best to remain fair and reasonable to everyone and have avenues to contact us if you feel a situation was misunderstood or a warning was not justified. Unfortunately, this member did not pursue any of those avenues and only responded to warnings by becoming passive-aggressive and harassing towards our administration, going as far as to try and weaponize members against us after their very first warning. If the member wishes to appeal their suspension, they will have to contact us directly. However, no amount of protesting or attempting to boycott this site will lead to us giving a member a pardon so long as the reason for the original suspension holds true.
    16 points
  2. Biku's art

    A drinking contest at late hours holds some dangers for reckless women. After being thrown out due to the bar closing, and having to deal with a hellish, unending line for the ladies; the liters of beer flowing through her system and pouring into her bulging, overflowing bladder forced her to find some shelter to hide, urgently pull her clothes down and explode all over the pavement, soaking it with a night's worth of cheap drinks .
    12 points
  3. Fluffy Easter! 🐇
    7 points
  4. Here is a cute video i found on pornhub. The girl pees through her pink panties outdoors. https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph625b847d2066d 😅skinny pretty piss in public after party comment if you like it💦 - Pornhub.com_480.mp4
    5 points
  5. Mods should have the right to moderate their forum as they see fit. I think she said that she received warnings and even a temp ban in the past. Clearly, she was doing something that was in violation of some rule, and she didn't abide by said rule. Don't know what exactly, but its not my place to know
    5 points
  6. Inside the tavern, Nexi quickly took one of the corner tables. After giving a quick look of the menu, she rang the bell put there, calling the waitress over. "Coming, Miss!" The girl who approached the table was the twin sister of the girl from before. She wore pretty much the same outfit as hers, with the difference only being the dark apron she wore in front of her brown skirt. "What will it be, Miss?" She had a small notebook and a pen on her hands, ready to joy down the order she gave her. "Yes, I would like the vegetable soup with some bread on the side, please. Oh, and a cup of jasmine tea as well." "On it, Miss!" She swiftly wrote her two orders down before walking away, giving Nexi a nice view of her behind. That, and the fact that she had a wet spot just where her faucet should be. Hmm, how curious… She needs to pee too yet she wasn't fidgeting like her sister. She might just be better at holding it. … Oh, nevermind… that tense gait… that's her telltale tale that she was bursting… She shook her head. Poor thing. How could their mother do this to them? She didn't offer her help this time, however. She didn't know the slightest thing about becoming a waitress after all. ㅤ Soon after, the girl returned with her tray. She served the tea first, followed by the soup and bread. "Here we are!" She smiled, pressing the now empty tray to the front of her dress. "Anything else, Miss?" "No. That would be all." With a curtsy, the waitress excused herself. She left her on her own, with the wet patch on her bum twice the size it was before. Nexi sighed. She only hoped she made it all the way through the morning rush. ㅤ The elf sat there for about an hour or so, taking her time with her meal and drink. Especially the latter. She found the taste absolutely delicious, to the point that she drank another cup. And another. And another. Until she had five cups in total. As for the poor waitress, she was thankfully relieved by her mother soon (no pun intended), though not before she had to waddle to the privy, leaving a trail of pee behind her that her mother had to mop. She let out a sigh, putting down her final cup. It was time for her to leave. Tch. The moment she stood, she felt a pang on her bladder. That's right. I haven't relieved myself this morning. And jasmine tea does have a strong diuretic effect… She bit her lip, cursing herself for losing control by ordering that many cups. She just couldn't help it. She loved the taste that much. Before she could leave for the privy, however, she had to pay for her meal first. Her eyes scanned the room. The older woman wasn't there. How odd. Well, I'll just pay later. For now, relief. Now, where is the privy? I was pretty sure the bursting waitress went this direction… She walked to the back of the tavern. And there, in the corridor that linked it with the kitchen, she found it–the privy. Only, there were already three women standing in line for their turn: two were adventurers like her while the last one was the mother of the bursting twin from before. I guess she needs to go as well… … No. I can't be bothered. I'll just hold it until I'm on the road. I'll do my business there. She was no stranger to peeing outside after all. ㅤ She made her way to the front desk, paying for her meal there. With a smile, the girl there thanked her, wishing her luck in her adventurers. She had yet to forget her save after all. Once outside, she made her way to the south wall. There should be a small gate there that directly led to the short mountain passage that would bring you to the ruins. When she arrived there, she was greeted by the sight of a closed gate, with guards standing around, giving her a look of suspicion. She raised her eyebrows. Did something happen? Why was the gate closed? Unfortunately for her, she miscalculated one thing. She needed a permission to enter said ruins. You couldn't just walk there and go pass the gate. The ruins were considered a treasure of the city. As such, only authorized people were allowed to visit and research it. When she walked up to the nearest guard and asked, that was the answer she received. A-a permit? Are you serious? Who does that with a ruin? Those were constructed by my forefathers. You humans can't just forbid me from accessing it! … was what she wanted to yell to the guard. But she stopped herself. No point in doing so. It would just get herself arrested. "Go to the city hall if you want a permit." The guard then said. The city hall? She groaned silently. The city hall was smack dab in the center of the city. She would have to walk all the way back there. Took her half an hour to get here. Not to mention that her need to pee was getting pretty bad to the point she was squirming as she spoke to the guard. But, she had no choice. She didn't see any privy around. She had to wait yet again until she made it to the town hall. ㅤ The return trip ended up being a lot worse on her. The nagging had turned into actual, overpowering need that demanded to be taken care of. She had to stop multiple times just to press her hands between her legs or else she risked a leak. The chilly morning wind didn't help matters either, blowing up her skirt every chance it got. Oh how she regretted leaving the inn without relieving herself.
    4 points
  7. FWIW I agree completely
    4 points
  8. Ripped 🙂 jacobplas74_854x480_1515585188415295493.mp4
    4 points
  9. 1,670 downloads

    This was a fun solo roleplay. I woke up in a collar chained to my bed by a leash with just a pull-up and an urgent need to pee. With no way to escape I have no choice other than to piss in the pull-up over and over until it's completely full and starting to leak. I get so turned on by the degrading predicament I can't help but cum multiple times throughout. I have intense orgasm after orgasm just from squirming and rubbing over the soft material. How embarrassing.
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    3 points
  10. So, this is not my original work, it is an experience that I saved from the experiences forum about 3/4 years ago from an account that is no longer active, but I have reworked it into a fiction. Hope that is ok and hope you enjoy! I gave my mum a ticket for an Ed Sheeran open air concert for her 40th birthday this year. It was going to be her first real concert since she saw Fleetwood Mac in the 80s and she was super looking forward to it. On the day of the concert she dressed up nicely, like a classic rock chick, tight jeans, white blouse, nice handbag and lots of makeup. As some of my friends (two guys, one girl) were going there by car, I asked them to join with my mum, and she was happy to travel with the "younger crowd" as she called them. So we carpooled to the concert venue with five people in my friend's new BMW 3-series and everything went astonishingly smooth. When we arrived the venue very crowded, and parking was a nightmare, but it was all good! My mum and I separated from my friends at the concert venue, agreeing to meet them back at the car straight afterwards. The supporting acts were great already, my mum and I had two beers each and really enjoyed the vibe of the event. She then said that she had to go to the toilet before Ed Sheeran comes on stage, so we went in the direction of the portapotties which were lined up to both sides of the stage. However, it quickly became apparent that there were far too little of them. With about 90,000 thousand people in the venue, and probably 2 thirds of those, at least, being female, there were so many people in front of the toilets that you could not even see where a line would start or end. My mum was a little shocked about the situation. We waited in line for about 15 minutes, and weren't even halfway down the line. Eventually we heard the tannoy announcing that Ed was due on stage in 15 minutes. My mum moaned that she didn't want to miss any, and this line was another 20 minutes at least. I asked what she wanted to do, and was quite surprised when she said that she needed to pee, but she needed to see Ed come on stage more! I reassured her that after the gig the lines would be less, because people just wanted to go home, so, whilst she looked unsure, she decided that she could hold it until after the show, so we went back to our original space and soon after, Ed Sheeran hit the stage. He played for the next two hours and it really was a fantastic performance and magic night, especially for my mum. Totally worth the price and a little hassle. However, as soon as the concert ended, I tried to talk to my mum, but she looked tense. It was obvious that her bladder was now VERY full because she grabbed my arm and I could see that she had crossed her legs tightly. We slowly made our way towards the exit, but it was painfully slow going as the stadium started to empty. She crossed her legs again every time we stood still and seemed a little nervous and agitated. Once we got close to the toilet area, she blurted out, "Sorry, but I really need to go the bathroom before we leave...". I told my mum that she could go, but we should hurry up afterwards to catch my friends. Once we got closer to the portapotties, it became obvious that the lines were even longer than earlier. "You said that the lines would be shorter now"! She gasped, sounding somewhat panicked. "Sorry mum" I said, "They usually are. I guess because its such a big gig, and there are so many young girls and alcohol tents, well, this is the result. Let's head out to the carpark and..." She interrupted me, "I'm sorry, but I really need to go...", and she joined the HUGE line and we waited. After about 10 minutes and some serious leg-crossing and pee-dancing by my mum, we had only made it about five metres in line and the toilets were still agonisingly far away! "Why is everyone taking so long" she whined, with a little mock whimper, "This is just ridiculous, are there any other toilets?" "There's some round the other side" I said, "but they'll be just as bad, maybe we should just leave?" "LEAVE?!" she gasped, "No way, I need to wee first" Looking down the line, it was clear that there were probably 50 or 60 people ahead of her in line for about 15 portapotties. Reaching the toilets was going to take at least another 20 minutes, probably half an hour the way this queue was moving, and there was a lot of whining, bouncing and squirming, there was no way anyone was giving up their place in line. A girl about 5 people behind us shouted out: "HURRY UP AT THE FRONT, WE'RE FUCKING DESPERATE BACK HERE", a shout which was met with enthusiastic cheers from down the line. The girl in front of mum, who looked about 19, turned to mum and said; "This is stupid isn't it, how can they be taking so long, my bladder is so full its gonna blast out of me like a firehose, I'll be empty in seconds" "Oh don't" replied mum, seemingly forgetting herself for a second, "I can't remember the last time I was this full, I gotta go like a racehorse" "Mum" I said, trying to convince her to head to the car park. "This queue is gonna take fucking ages, let's head out and we'll get Tim to stop at the services, it'll probably be quicker than waiting in this line, and the toilets will definitely be cleaner." She was really not up for this though, telling me that she would rather wait for a wee first and how she couldn't bear to extend her wait any longer than it needed to be, but I reassured her the services would be quicker, and that there might even be more toilets out by the carpark, or another option to go somewhere if it was a real emergency. I also had to go, but was not keen on waiting in line, so I had decided I could hold it until home. Besides, my friends and I had agreed to meet at the car park as soon as possible after the concert. It took us another 15 minutes to get there, and there were no more toilets and also no bushes. My mum bent over a few times and looked very unhappy about the situation now, but as my friends were already impatiently waiting at the car. Anna, my friends girlfriend who had recently turned 20, looked angry. "There you are, we've been waiting for fucking ages!". "Too long eh Anna", teased Chris. "Fuck off Chris" she replied, "I had no choice". "Sorry" said my mum, "it's just that we tried to...", Anna interrupted, she was clearly drunk, "I don't care what your excuse it, I nearly pissed myself, we waited so long, I had to drop my knickers and piss in the carpark like an animal, just get in, I just want to get home now, I've never been so humiliated". Chris sniggered at her, and sure enough, next to the car there was an ENORMOUS puddle. She must have been frantic if that had all come out of her!! I was secretly upset that I had missed her public show. Everyone got in the car though, Tim was driving, next to him his girlfriend Anna, I was sitting in the middle, Chris to my right and my mum to my left. Space was tight, but as the drive was usually no longer than half an hour it was okay. It took us way longer than expected to even make it out of the car park, probably 25 minutes, and my mum, although trying to hide it, obviously really, really had to go to the bathroom badly. We talked about the fantastic concert and when somebody asked my mum something, her answers were really short and strained. She constantly rubbed her right leg on mine, tapped her feet and pressed her legs together. Although she tried to hide her need from the others, it was quite obvious to me sitting right next to her. I thought we might have to stop somewhere at a gas station for her, before the services, but Anna was furious, so there was no way I was asking. She could ask Tim herself if necessary. Once on the motorway, I could see that my mum discretely open the upper button of her jeans which led to her the top of her white panties. A little later she twice grabbed the inside of her upper legs quite hard and it was obvious to me that she was really desperate. "I'm really sorry Tim, but you will need to pull in at the next services" she finally said, confirming that her need must be getting absolutely frantic. Anna snapped at her though, "Are you taking the piss, you've already held us up, I just want to get home". I knew she was very nearly having a piss, never mind taking the piss, and her squirming now increased. "I am sorry, really I am, but I could do with a trip to the Ladies". Anna was furious "Well, I could have done with a trip to the fucking Ladies while I was standing around waiting for you. Hopefully you'll feel how bursting I was when I had to drop my pants in public". Mum was now almost bouncing in her seat, her need clearly increasing now it was out in the open. "I'm really sorry Anna, I just had to try and wait for the toilet, but the queue was huge, I never got to go and I'm not used to drinking so much, it's really quite urgent". She was clearly frantic now, and Anna was not helping! "Well good, I hope it hurts" she said, "I've never been so embarrassed, I hope you piss yourself!". Tim took over now, "We'll be home in 20 minutes Mrs C, just cross your legs, there's no more services now anyway, you'll be OK". She groaned out loud "I'm not OK now" she said, "Oh God, Pete, you said we could stop at the services, SHIT, OK, just please, PLEASE hurry, I really don't think I can hang on another 20 minutes!" With 3 of us crammed into the back seat, I was sitting very close to my mum, and I could feel that she was constantly squirming now. Anna was very drunk, and from past experience I knew that when she got like that she would say exactly what she thought. She had clearly been embarrassed, probably because Chris had watched her peeing. Chris was our singleton mate, and it was a standing joke that he was a bit of a perv, the way she had been talking, Anna had clearly been desperate, and maybe even started to wet herself waiting for us, and she was mortified. I knew though, mum had been complaining of being bursting before the gig started, and that was well over 2 and a half hours ago. The next 5 minutes must've passed like an eternity for her, as she almost shouted out. "Are we nearly there Tim?". She was like a bursting little girl on a long road trip, and now had her hand constantly between her legs. "Not far Mrs C" he replied chirpily, clearly oblivious to the urgent show he was missing behind him. "We'll have you home in about 15 minutes". "WE NEED TO STOP" she gasped, "NOW" "I told you, there are no rest stops out here" replied Tim, as Anna turned around and saw my mum in a state of pure desperation. "Please" gasped my mum, "pull over here, I don't care" "I can't stop on the motorway" said Tim, now sounding a little more concerned, as Anna added "Now you know how you made me feel, you ready to drop your knickers in public yet?" "YES!!!" gasped mum, "Oh yes, please, anywhere, ohhhhhh" she collapsed into a long guttural groan ! "I put my arm round her, "you'll be OK mum" I reassured, "you can always wait longer than you think". "I can't" she gasped again with tears welling in her eyes, "I can't, I have to go, please, please, just pull over, please, now" I could feel her physically shaking as she fought to hold on, both her hands were between her legs as she bounced her bum up and down on the chair. "Fuck" said Chris, "I think it really is an emergency mate, you better stop". "I can't just stop on the motorway" replied Tim, "the exit is in 5 miles, just another couple of minutes and I'll pull over." We continued down the the highway relentlessly, as mum whimpered in agony. 30 seconds passed and she cried out again. "Tim, you have to stop". To my astonishment, she started to undo her belt, We passed a sign, the next exit was 1 mile. "Just another mile Mrs C, hang on". She burst into tears. "I'm going to piss myself" she screamed, "Please, oh please, it's coming out, please stop, don't make me wee in my knickers". Tears flowed down her face as she tore open her jeans and thrust her hand down the front of her knickers. In her frantic struggle her panty clad ass was almost on my lap now, as she tried to press her fingers into her aching pussy. She was wearing typical granny knickers, full back, white with faded pink flowers on them. There weren't dress to impress panties they were her comfy knickers she had owned for over 10 years! More than that though, there was a very visible wet patch on them! "Shit mate, she's not kidding" I said, "I'll pull over on the slip road" said Mike, "Just hold on 2 more minutes" She was pulling at her jeans now though as she started to edge them down. "It's coming" she cried, "I can't wait any more, I've gotta go right now, I can't stop it" "Hang on" said Tim, "Just 30 more seconds", the slip road was in sight, and Tim was accelerating at it hard. "I CAN'T" She wailed as she started to yank down her jeans. "Mum, what the hell are you doing..." I said. "PISSING" she replied, without hesitation, "I am pissing myself in a car full of fucking teenagers, please, oh holy fuck, please pull over right this second, Tim, PLEASE" Her jeans were now halfway down her thighs as she thrust both of her hands hard into her almost see through, clearly wet, knickers. "PLEASE STOP NOW" Suddenly a clear wet spot appeared on her knickers as she almost screamed, "It's over, I'm sorry" She was almost stood up in the back, fighting to try and press her hands harder into her pussy, in her desperate struggle, her ass was above my left knee, as drops started to drip from between her fingers. "FUCK" she stammered as she started to pull down her knickers with her right hand, whilst fighting to control herself with her left. Tim jerked off the motorway, as she yanked down her knickers and immediately lost a huge blast of piss. She was almost foaming at the mouth and couldn't speak properly. "What the fuck mum" I gasped, "what are you doing?!" "Fucking hell" said Chris, sat next to me, his eyes almost on stalks, staring at my mums now bare ass, and starting to pull out his phone, "I gotta get a pic of this". "Please, wee, now, stop, Oh, fuck, fuck It's coming, I'm weeing, sorry, of fuck, oh no, please stop, oh god, shit, no, not here, I couldn't wait, fuck" She was shaking as more and more frantic spurts blasted from their feminine prison, she was out of control, as piss dribbled through her fingers, she was trying so hard to control it, but it was going everywhere! Tim finally stopped, as Chris was now openly filming my mums desperate show, with a visible bulge in his pants. She let go of herself and pushed the door open, lunging for it as her floodgates fully gave way and a jet of piss shot across the back seat. She threw herself out of the door onto the hard shoulder of the slip road, with pee cascading down her legs, dropping immediately into a squat, and relaxing. "Oh Fuck YES" she gasped as piss blasted from between her legs, "Ahhhhhhhhhhh, Oh Christ I needed this, oh my god, oh my god, fuck, oh don't look" she added, tears flowed down her face as the most unbelievable blast of piss arced from her hairy pussy. She made no attempt to cover herself as her legs shook and she savoured her desperately needed relief. Her moans were almost orgasmic. "OH fuck, that feels good, Jesus, I never thought I was gonna be able to do this, Oh god, I'm sorry, ahhhhhh thankyou, fuck, wow." Her stream blasted on and on and on. No wonder she'd been making such a fuss, she had an incredible amount of pee in her. It was a full 45 seconds before her stream slowly dwindled to a trickle and she regained her composure. She opened her eyes to see 4 teenagers staring at her open mouthed, and a busy motorway slip road whizzing past. She quickly tried to cover herself, pulling up her knickers before realising they were absolutely soaked, and completely transparent, doing nothing to hide her dark bush. "Erm, I'm sorry about that" she stammered, as she tried to pull up her wet jeans, its just, erm, well, I had needed to go for so long, I said it was an emergency and you wouldn't stop." "Now you know how you made me feel" said Anna, slyly, without showing a single ounce of compassion. Mum was clearly soaked, as she got back into the car, which also showed a clear wet patch where she was sitting. There were splashes of her wee everywhere, on the seats, the windows, me and Chris. Everything was wet! "I'm so sorry Tim, I'll pay for you to get the car valeted, I said I needed you to stop, oh, I'm so embarrassed, I have never needed to go as badly as that, I thought my bladder was going to burst" The drive home was incident free, and easy going, it was a drive of awkward silence, and only about 10 minutes from my mum's humiliation, to getting her home. When we pulled up, Chris said something like, "Thanks for the show, it's been great", Whilst Tim, who was clearly also embarrassed at not stopping and seeing his best mates mum lose full control added "At least you don't have to dash to the loo now do you Mrs C". Mum was beet red in the face, and I was still shocked and could not quite believe what I had just seen. My mum sheepishly opened the door and said "I'm so sorry again, I'll pay for this, please send me the bill". We got out and my friends drove off and I stood there with my mum, outside our house, in the middle of the street, her tight jeans soaked with her urine. "Mum, what the hell just happened". She seemed so embarrassed and looked me in the eye, and said "I told you I was bursting and I needed to wait for the fucking portapotties, please, never talk of this again" and to this day, we never have!
    3 points
  11. 343 downloads

    Hi all, here is a girl, found at PH, that wets her shorts only a little bit, only some drops, view from behind. I love it and want to share it with you, Enjoy ... Triefnase
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    3 points
  12. I feel like the “X Gender can’t go but Y can” trope is either you love it or hate it. I personally like the trope where guys can go but girls are forced to hold it precisely because it’s unfair. I think it’s great in fan-fiction or videos, but I obviously wouldn’t want this sort of situation to happen in real life because that’s just wrong.
    3 points
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  14. Honestly her content always made me feel pretty uncomfortable and I was surprised it was allowed to stay up for so long. I get that peeing in the street or in the parking garage isn't considered violating the private property rule but I still always felt like it was right on the edge of being too much voyeurism; anyone who drives past or walks past or watches security cameras is going to see a grown woman pissing herself in public, and that's a lot of people to involve in your kink, however involuntarily you're "involving" them. Also if despguy123 is right and the company she works for owns the building where she works, it's probably wrong for her to be pretty much naked in her office chair, touching herself in the building, etc.
    3 points
  15. Just quoting something I said about this trope in a different topic. I don’t automatically hate any fic that uses it though.
    3 points
  16. Love that you assume she was banned for no reason when clearly you have no idea what the reason was 😂😂 (no I’m not saying she was banned for a good reason or not. Just saying you don’t know) Town criers like you are hysterical.
    3 points
  17. David started to wake. He lazily cracks his heavy tired eyes. The promise of more sleep is warm and inviting with Dani nestled up against his body, one of her legs draped over his crotch crossing his lower body. He lightly stretches the arm that isn’t pinned under Dani’s pillow, takes a slow deep breath and exhales through his nose, ready to drift back into a deep sleep. Just as he was about to doze off a hot trickling sensation against his hip caught his attention. His eyes snap open! It was happening! It was finally happening! He was witnessing a genuine bedwetting! David has had a pee fetish for as long as he can remember but hasn’t been able to bring himself to tell Dani in their 7 months together. She is the first girl he’s actually been serious about in years and he just couldn’t take the idea of her possibly rejecting his greatest fantasy. The truth is he’s never been brave enough to bring it up with anyone except a couple guy friends while drunkenly discussing porn preferences. Even then they didn’t know how deep this obsession goes for him. It is the only category of porn he can really get off to. There is something so primal and sexy about the loss of control and the mess it leaves behind. David feels his dick stiffen as Dani’s stream starts to hiss and burble under the covers. He is now so hard his erection almost hurts. The head of his cock is starting to peek out of his waistband. In this moment he is completely torn. Should he wake her? Surely this is going to be an embarrassing moment for Dani even if he didn’t care. Her pee was starting to pool a little bit between their bodies as she continued to slowly soak her grey panties. David could feel his quickened heartbeat in his erection. Knowing it was the right thing to do David turns his body toward Dani to gently nudge her awake. The pee that has collected between them starts to soak into his shirt as the weight on the mattress shifts. He brushes her shoulder lightly with the back of his hand. Dani moans sleepily in a playful disappointed tone and she starts to realize something isn’t right. Her eyes jolt open and 3 hard long jets of pee splash right into David’s crotch. His entire body starts to buzz with excitement and a familiar feeling begins to take hold. David was about to cum. He hadn’t even touched himself but there was no mistaking it. Those three jets of pee have brought him to the moment of no return. Dani quickly props herself up on one arm and surveys the wet patch of pooled urine between them. Her face turns a bright shade of red, her voice shaking “Oh my god! No no no. I am so sorry babe I don’t know what’s wrong with me!” At this point David is clenching every muscle in his abdomen and pelvic floor just trying not to cum. His beautiful girlfriend is in distress and he can’t say a word because he is having some sort sick involuntary enjoyment of it. It takes all of his strength but he manages to say “Don’t worry babe we can just clean it up.” Dani jumps out of the bed her hand wiping away the pee glistening on her thighs, the soaked fabric of her panties sticking to her crotch showing the soft outline of her pussy lips. She quickly ducks out of the bedroom with one hand jammed in her crotch muttering to herself “Fuck, fuck fuck.” Five quick steps and she is in the hallway bathroom, she yanks her soaked panties down to her ankles and they slop loudly against the tile as she starts to unleash a torrent of pee into the toilet. At this point David is sweating gripping the bed for dear life. The sound of Dani’s strong desperate stream plunging into the water in the next room was too much! He pursed his lips tightly to hold back any moans as he started to ejaculate forcefully into his pants and up his stomach. He let out a few heaving breaths with the last of his orgasmic shudders and relaxed into the warm puddle on the bed.
    2 points
  18. Hey Everyone, There was interest in this so I figured I'd start a new thread for it. I'm thinking the first stage of the competition will be to nominate and then decide on prompts. If you have an idea of a prompt for everyone to write about, go ahead and post it on this thread. The prompts should be broad enough that we allow for creativity but narrow enough that the stories are somewhat similar in terms of theme. If you're looking for inspiration, here's a link to an archive of the famous Thomas Water Resources writing competition: https://web.archive.org/web/20040606073059/http://www.femaledesperation.com/comp/comp.htm If you see a prompt there that you absolutely love, also feel free to nominate that. Here's what I'm thinking in terms of timeline: Now-April 25: Collect prompts April 25-May 2: Vote on prompts May 3: Competition begins June 6: Deadline for submissions June 13: Winner is announced Let me know if you have any feedback or suggestions - and if you'd like to be a judge, please PM me. You can still submit a story even if you're a judge, this is just a friendly competition after all.
    2 points
  19. Wet the Bed Friday night, my husband and I decided that we would go out with some friends for drinks after work. So we met up with them at a lovely trendy craft beer place, and ordered flight after flight of tasters. I ended up trying a ton of different beers – some good, some clearly trying too hard, but that’s how it goes with craft beer. I was still in my work clothes (in this case a black pencil skirt, cotton panties, and a purple blouse) and was getting pretty sloppy. For those of you who will know me, I’ve got a tendency to be a slightly sloppy drunk. Well, we were 4 (or maybe 5) flights in, and my hubby wrapped things up and called us a cab (an hour long Skytrain ride would have resulted in me getting up to some bad behaviour on the train, I’m sure, or having a public accident. My husband is well aware of my sloppy drunken tendencies, and often takes care of me in these situations, making sure I don’t have more, and helping me get ready for bed (which if I’ve been drinking means getting me into a diaper). Well tonight, he was about as drunk as I was, it was a long week for him and he was helping to finish off the stronger beers, and some of those craft beers are pretty strong (one particular imperial IPA comes to mind... sort of). Anyhow, he had it together to get us a cab and home, but once we were home, we were both pretty wired, so we ended up making a couple of gin and tonics, and watching Netflix on the couch. At some god awful hour, we decided to head to be, though I have only vague recollections of this. Before this fateful time, we decided to have another gin and tonic, and my hubby, being British, made them strong. I don’t know what being British has to do with it, but he insists it’s some sort of national thing, particularly after a couple. We went to bed and I remember stripping naked, and possibly mumbling something like “Hun, I’m a bedwetting risk tonight, I should probably wear something.” And him brushing it off or I’m not sure what. Anyhow, I just crawled into bed and was out like a light. Not only did I not put on a diaper, but I also didn’t even go to the bathroom before crashing. I remember waking up, and feeling completely soaked, both the bedding underneath me, and my thighs and sex. I felt about and my inner thighs were very wet, like I had woken up while still peeing or having just finished. I still felt like I needed to pee urgently, and I remember staggering up, dripping everywhere, and peeing in the washroom. Slightly drunken and sleepy Rachel came back from the bathroom with a towel, and I put this down to lie on, and I went back to sleep. I don’t know how long I was out for, but I woke up some time later feeling wet again, either the pee from the bed had soaked through the towel, or, which was much more likely, I had wet the bed again. I was feeling sticky, and hot, and wet, and not a little surprised, as usually I sleep through these sorts of things and just wake up in the morning in a puddle. I should point out that on both of these occasions, my husband just lay next to me, snoring, oblivious. Also, on neither occasion had my wet spot reached him, or so it seemed. Anyhow, my bladder was empty, and I was sober. Mostly. I just wanted to get some sleep, but didn’t want a hangover and didn’t want to lay in a puddle. So I got up, had two moderate-sized glass of water, and put down my Peepod mat, something I should have done initially, and slid a Goodnite up my sticky legs. I then crashed out and slept the rest of the night. We ended up sleeping in to about 11 am, which was lovely, though every time my husband tried to cuddle, I kept him away, worried he’d roll into my puddle. When I say we slept in to 11am, I should note that I woke up again at about 9 am and found my Goodnite wet and my legs still sticky and uncomfortable. I opted to just leave it on, and roll over, already a mess. When we finally did get up, my husband was almost oblivious to the fact that I’d had a major bedwetting accident beside him. Even after I said that I was going to do the laundry apologetically, he didn’t clue in. It was only after he had woken up a little, rolled over and felt me on the dry, Peepod pad, that he remembered that my wetting the bed might have been a worry, and then he only realized that the Peepod was concealing a large puddle, after I told him apologetically. I got up and stripped the bed, still wearing my wet Goodnite. I enjoyed the feeling of shame that is associated with stripping a wet bed in the morning, magnified by my being in a wet Goodnite. It was only after all the wet sheets, the towel, the Peepod pad and the ‘waterproof’ mattress cover were stripped did I realize that the mattress cover had failed to do its job and that the mattress was wet. As you can see from these pictures I snapped during the process, this was certainly not the first time that I have wet our bed, and that when my bedwetting issues cropped up again, that we had trouble finding a good mattress cover. Anyhow, still wearing nothing but a wet Goodnite, I made my way to the bathroom to shower. My legs were sticky with sweat (as it had been a hot night), and pee (as I’d wet the bed three times). The good news was that the water seemed to have helped and I was not hung over. Or at least not all that much. I showered off, had some breakfast and tea. Thinking about the evening, my feelings of shame waking up in the morning, and all the complicated emotions that I have around bedwetting made me very aroused and I will admit to bringing myself to orgasm while ridding my hung-over husband, who needed some coaxing, given his hangover. I’ve not wet the bed unintentionally in a while, I thought I’d share. Rach
    2 points
  20. Seen this link for this ad on another forum.
    2 points
  21. I'm not really interested in the sex/gender disadvantage specifically, so much as a prompt for desperation to happen, combined with the envy of one person anticipating being allowed to pee and then having to wait while knowing someone else got to go doing something for me. I can't really explain the latter part, it's just part of my fetish. This does not even have to involve gender at all. There are stories I have read where one woman gets to squat while another looks out for her, and then someone arrives so the lookout has to hold it, and those check off the same boxes for me. In real life, my SO knows I fantasize about this and likes that I enjoy her desperation, so she appreciates that I enjoy it when she unintentionally gets into one of these situations (rare), and also intentionally gets into or exacerbates situations like this as a form of play (more frequent). I feel uncomfortable about situations where this happens to women other than my girlfriend completely against their control in real life - it turns me on, but I recognize fundamentally that these women are trapped in an uncomfortable situation against their will and not aware of or trying to participate in some sort of show for me, so I try my best to ignore it usually. I guess that's not really specific to "unfair" situations. I will say I sometimes get pretty bothered at people over-generalizing about sex and gender differences, and I've also found myself a little uncomfortable by how much some people hold up long women's bathroom lines or lack of opportunities for women to pee as the way the world SHOULD work and something they think is good and they want to continue and that a woman's role is to suffer etc, because well... it's expressing an actual desire for suffering to continue in a way that unfairly affects women, for the sake of sexual gratification. By contrast I don't feel uncomfortable with people enjoying things they have seen, stories they were told, etc, if they did not cause them and don't express the sentiment that this is just and the way the world should work. I also don't really feel uncomfortable about it coming up in fiction, because that's just fantasies. I also think the frequency with which this actually happens gets exaggerated a lot. Usually these unfair situations manifest as long lines for women, which is for all but the longest lines a relatively short delay in relief. Most people don't regularly pee outside in mixed company unless they are desperate in my experience, and women who are that desperate will frequently pee outside. This situation has come up a couple times when it was just me and my girlfriend, where she has said if she had a penis she would stop to pee on the side of the road or use a bottle, but this has happened only a couple times in years of knowing her, and also if we were both desperate at the same time I would try to find us both an appropriate place to pee unless she specifically told me to go now instead of waiting for her. The last thing I've seen is that women will sometimes ignore a modest need to pee to wait for a cleaner toilet, and sometimes can misjudge how long it will take or how bad they will have to go and end up really desperate (this has happened a few times with my girlfriend), but this isn't really the "women aren't allowed to pee while men are" scenario you are describing.
    2 points
  22. WiiGuy86, thanks in advance to kickstart this "May 2022 competition"; the femaledesperation.com was unmatched until now, let's try to get as much talent on board as possible! We have plenty of fantastic writers who are active on this website, so I hope there will be a lot of submissions. In 2011-2013 I also hosted a writing competition on this website with some varied succes (part II and results - part III and results - part IV and results). You can find some inspiration there also. But the rules can be anything, as long as they are known in advance, I'm ok with everything I think. In the weekend of 7 May I may find some time to write something, so the timing is excellent for me. So if nothing comes in between, you can expect a submission from me as a writer. I'll pass on the judging this time to keep my independence. I'm going to add two more prompts to keep the ball rolling. But I also must say that some of the scenario's posted above are equally interesting so I don't have a clear preference. (Personal prompt) A character or group of characters is participating in a very prestigious (sports) training. The trainer is known for producing the best athletes in their field; those who excel in the training, are on track to become a future medal winner. However, it turns our that the trainer also has very hard training methods to reach that goal. Our character has to pee during the training, but the trainer makes it very clear that they have to continue the training. "Go hard or go home", is the trainers motto, the character is theoretically free to go to the bathroom, but in practice there is serious pressure on her/him to comply with the trainer. (Prompt by William Abott found on femaledesperation.com month 22, personal note is that a character can be male or female, unlike his prompt which was female oriented) A woman, alone or with friends, is on a small boat. Perhaps it is something as small as a canoe or even a kayak. Maybe it's a bit larger, a sailboat or even a 24' power cruiser, but it is certainly not large enough to have been outfitted with a head. Needless to say, she soon finds she needs to pee, but dressed as she is in street clothes rather than swimming gear, that's going to prove awkward. Maybe it's an off-shore beer party, where she doesn't know everyone there so well as to be willing to simply hang her bare bottom out over the gunwales. Maybe it's an all-day trip upriver or along the coastline, close enough to houses on the shore that doing anything about a full bladder would make a real spectacle. Maybe, if she's in a kayak or a canoe, the boat is simply too tippy to consider peeing over the side unless the situation gets REALLY desperate.
    2 points
  23. Okay, I did wonder if some people disliked it specifically because of the gender thing. I just don't see what the point is in even focusing on that at all. It seems like the most pointless trope to me. Completely understand that about liking the trope specifically for its taboo nature; I love a lot of stuff in fiction that wouldn't even be legal irl. But this one is just beyond me in terms of why it appeals to anyone; it just seems so boring. Not like a good use of fiction writing at all. But to each his own!
    2 points
  24. Here ya go! Updated with a few more videos I've found, some of which im 99% sure are her, but seperated just in case that sorta thing would bother you. pass: zebra
    2 points
  25. I thought I had posted this before, guess not lol. I really liked this section for a number of reasons. The way you describe Erin's rising desperation and continuously raise the stakes to keep her desperate was masterfully done. Even though she didn't have a full on accident, her nearly full wetting was more than realistic, while still being a fun read. As far as the interaction between characters goes, I like how Zoe doesn't overact or make much of a scene about Erin's predicament. I think it shows us that she's a nice person and sympathetic, which makes your writing that much more enjoyable. Great job on this one!
    2 points
  26. i don't think its sexist, girls bathrooms have typically longer lines than men, and women aren't as easily able to discreetly hide when they pee, making it harder for girls to just pee whenever and wherever like guys, its obvious, that doesn't make it sexist to me, its just true . Ive always liked those scenarios but thats because im submissive and its just nice to read that, rather than the other way around
    2 points
  27. I was at a music festival with too few toilets. The men were fine, as there were urinal enclosures next to each line of portaloos. But it was rough for the women as the queues for the cubicles got very long early in the afternoon. Some didn't want to spend half an hour in line for a pee, and some simply could not wait that long. For many, their best alternative was to go into a urinal enclosure and go there. Some entered, looked around, and left immediately. Some of those then came back in again. Most squatted or knelt in the grass next to the sack-cloth fence shielding the urinals from view. Some tried to perch their bums on the trough on the back wall (about half of them persevered, with the rest dropping to squat and water the grass in front of the trough). A few stood up and held beer glasses between their thighs to fill them. The bravest bared their behinds and then hopped up backwards to sit on a urinal, facing out to see the men pissing into urinals all around them. Most of the men were respectful and didn't try to embarrass the few women in there. Quite a few were watching with interest, but nobody was very blatant about it. I had a conversation with a fit, petite woman in her late 20s or early 30s, as her pee thundered into the urinal she was sitting on. She told me how good it felt to be relieving herself, and how desperate she had been. She was glad she'd come in to pee with the men. (I was standing next to her, at the adjacent urinal.)
    2 points
  28. Her posts were fun in the beginning, but it seemed like all of the attention started getting to her head a bit. The mods here are very solid, they wouldn't have acted without a valid reason, imo.
    2 points
  29. Oh yeah, that’s not really a “genuine” accident though. If you are consciously ignoring the need and there is a toilet within reach (which there should be, as it is illegal to build a private dwelling without one) it isn’t legit in my book. Methods that I can think of are: Fear-Wetting. Nothing will make you piss your pants faster than mortal terror. If time itself seems to stop you are almost halfway afraid enough to pee your pants. The safest and most reliable way to do this would probably be a really horrible VR horror game, but I have (accidentally) pissed myself in the moments leading up to getting hit by a car and in very long and vivid nightmares involving potentially lethal scenarios. Locking yourself in a room. Get yourself some kind of timed lock and trap yourself in a room when you are already desperate and have the timer set for an obviously impossible hold time (12 hours from already bursting, for example.) Bonus points if you set the trap in advance and are capable of working from the booby-trapped room so you can accidentally force yourself into a situation where peeing yourself is inevitable purely by a lapse in memory. Not everyone has the luxury of working from home, and this is not something you should risk your job over. Alcohol + Excessive Hydration. I have heard that some people will wet themselves when drunk off their asses. If this happens to you, you could probably further this along by consuming a truly ridiculous amount of water before cracking your first bottle. This would be safest with another person or a limited quantity of booze you know will smash you but not get you all the way to blackout. Please pee responsibly.
    2 points
  30. My ideal wetting scenario would be to have a partner who is equally into deliberately and casually peeing our pants together. I would put my hand inside her jeans, she would give me a naughty smile and in the next moment I would feel her warm pee flow ower my hands while I witness how much she enjoys it and me caressing her while she pees. That and of course having her sit on my lap while we make out and she letting go and flooding both our pants. Makes sense?
    2 points
  31. Is this the one? Wetting my Jeans! - Pornhub.com.mp4
    2 points
  32. 1849966443_Milftriesoutherpeeproofpanties-ThisVidcom.mp4.575701801a96b90a8c9c59aa10bd02dd.mp4
    2 points
  33. Here's a link to a good one from chaturbate (not my video). https://thisvid.com/videos/chatrubate-piss-desperation/
    2 points
  34. Exactly! It's worked out very well for me. In fact, it's what got me over whatever shyness I still had in my early 20s. Just out of college, I was hiking with a woman my own age. Little more than an hour up the trail, I was becoming rather desperate, as I hadn't peed since I'd gotten in the car that morning. I didn't say anything for almost ten minutes, but when the need became more urgent, I asked if we could stop soon. She could see that I was somewhat uncomfortable about the situation, so she did her best to put me at ease. While she had popped a squat at the trailhead, she was already feeling a need to pee again. As she lowered her shorts no more than ten feet in front of me, she issued a friendly challenge, "Now we can either make this awkward or we can make it fun." I'll let you guess which I chose.
    2 points
  35. This was a lot of fun to capture. From that first tickling trickle, to the spreading warmth...it's a strange form of enjoyment most would think, but focus on the joy. Don't forget to wake up and pee again. :)
    1 point
  36. I think we need to start issuing parenting licenses that can be revoked if any abuse occurs.
    1 point
  37. Leia had story accident, she came back to town, but also there was small bug before coming to town - Sidney gliched while talking to Leia. In town I was also talking with few npcs. I'm not sure if it's important, but right before accident scene I also fighted with one group of imps and both girls we wearing mining hat
    1 point
  38. Haha, it is posted in the fiction section for a reason. We'll say she saw Fleetwood Mac in 1989, aged 19, Ed Sheeran's first album was 2006, so if she turned 40 in 2010, then its not inconceivable that Ed was selling out outdoor concerts 4 years into his pop career. You are right though, I don't think those details are crucial in what is, essentially, a story about desperation.
    1 point
  39. If I could make a request, I'd like to see Ruby and Penny from RWBY squatting and peeing together somewhere indoors (Ruby's dorm for reference, doesn't have to be there) either nude or clothed, and they're going intentionally.
    1 point
  40. This one? MrsRaw - Jeans wetting with yoga pants underneath.mp4
    1 point
  41. Artwork today : Today I have a new oc to introduce Rune Vesgina, a young water mage who is good at using all kinds of magic and her tricks. (I might modify her a bit in the future) I hope you all like her ❤️ Recently, I'm having a lot of passion for drawing, so I'm getting more drawing requests lately: I used to watch avatars but I never thought the girls in avatars were cute but after I drew suki, my opinion changed a bit about them. They're cute too~ Thank you for request @Yellow Star san I hope you will like her ^w^ Next : I will draw @Peeing 123's request See you next time~
    1 point
  42. So I got some alone time and I have a pack of goodnites hidden in my room. They feel so good and comfortable and they surprisingly hold a lot. Anyways, I was having a night to myself and decided to throw one on and have good night (haha see what I did there😉) as I lay I have a few beers because I know thats what always get my bladder going. anyways, I’m laying in bed watching Netflix, finishing off my drink and decide that I’ve had it for the night. As I fall asleep I can feel my bladder filling and I know what’s gonna happen. As I’m sleeping my bladder filler to the brim. With no room left, it’s spills out of me, soaking the ever so thirsty padding of the diaper. I sleep soundly as my bladder empties into my fresh goodnite. As I sleep soundly though the night my bladder fills again, and this time it wakes me up. As my thoughts come to me I realize that my diaper is wet and but not too wet. So I lay there running my hand up and down, feeling it’s wetness and how much it’s expanded. I lay there, rubbing it until my bladder can’t take anymore. The I flip over to my stomach and release the flood that my bladder held back. I can feel it pooling around my cock and running forward my stomach. As my protection loses its power I feel the first stream of pee exit out the top of my goodnight and story to pool around my lower body. The heat and excitement makes me continue. As I pee I can feel the flood around me. It feels so nice and warm, I just can’t stop. As I finish I lay there for a couple minutes and pleasure myself. Reality kicks in. I start to clean up and take my diaper off. It’s absolutely soaked. I’m now sitting in a slightly fresh diaper (I’ve been letting go as needed) and relaxing. if anyone wants to chat I’d be happy to get to know more about you’re experiences!
    1 point
  43. here you go Couple argues in public and woman shows wet diaper - ThisVid.mp4
    1 point
  44. Hey there, I was never able to lose control as well. I've been holding for hours, drinking a lot, but it just get too much and I end up masturbating because I get too horny, and then I let go because it's too painful, even when I smoked weed. (It's legal here) I do spurt though. This didn't happen to me before, but lately I tend to spurt quite a lot, especially if I do multiple holds in a shorter time period. I also tried the rapid desperation method. Maybe that's something that you could try as well. I've never been that full before and I think I was on the edge of losing control, got quite a few big spurts, but then again I got too horny, masturbated, had a huge orgasm and let go on purpose. What I did to achieve this was drinking a glass of water ever 15 minutes for like 3/4 hours, and just pee when I get quite some urge. (Holding a little bit might help weakening your muscle already by a bit). After those hours my pee would be very clear, and then I start holding and keep drinking a glass of water every 15 minutes. Kidneys would be in overdrive mode, and you get fuller with less pain. Another thing I tried before was chaining myself up. This situation might actually be the closest to a genuine accident I've ever had before. So what I did was drink a lot of water, and keep drinking from time to time (just like rapid desperation method). Once I got really desperate I smoked weed, got quite high and when I was 9/10 I put on an expensive pair of jeans that I dont want to destroy. I locked the pants with a Timer Padlock, and put it on 3 hours. Then I looped the power cord of my vacuum cleaner through some holes on my desk, and then though another Timer padlock. This way there was NO way to get out of there. To get my pants off I had to either cut into my pants with scissors, and to get out of there I had to cut the power cord of my vacuum cleaner. Both things I DO NOT want to do. But this way I still had a way to get out if there was an emergency like a house fire or something, you never know... So after an hour or so I was 10/10, shaking, and it was becoming very painful. This time though, I knew I couldn't get out of there, and there was still more than 2 hours left on the timers. All I thought was that there was no way my body would be able to hold it for that long. So at some point the urge became to intense I just let go. I just sat there on the ground, in a huge puddle. I sat there for 2 hours and was peeing like every 10 minutes. There was pee all around me. The cleanup was quite a task... I usually wear a diaper when doing this, but there was no way a diaper was going to hold all this. I wouldn't say it was a full accident, but I also can't say that it wasn't.. I had no choice then letting go
    1 point
  45. Peeing is peeing. I don't see why peeing outside would be any more difficult than peeing in a toilet. But then again, I was born in the countryside where that was a normal thing to do.
    1 point
  46. 329 downloads

    Ok, so this isn't all just peeing in bloomers, there's some other stuff here too, like sticky clear liquid stuff, but basically your classic Japanese woman changes into gym clothes and then messes about whether it's peeing in them, having sex and squirting in them, or other shenaningans. Enjoy and wash your hands. Rachel
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  47. Hypnosis is BS and does not work. I've tried a lot and never had any desired results with it. This one included. I've had no success with any hypnosis... and I have tried a lot of them. I don't seem capable of entering the state. I end up getting bored.
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