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  1. wetvitaly

    female Hold and Wetting

    I’m currently at my moms visiting with my sister before school starts again and I decided to do a hold. The first night was very relaxed and fun, and I had time alone to do my hold and be able to hide it if I wet myself. I drank two large cups of coffee, a cup of cranberry juice, and a tall glass of water before going outside and smoking pot. I began to feel very full very fast as I listened to music and felt the cold night air hit my skin. After about an hour I decided to head inside and rest, but my mom asked me to feed her dogs so I agreed. Filling the food bull was hard with my bladder being so full that when I bent down to scoop up food, I spurted so hard in my panties that it went through my shorts and splashed my thigh. I moaned and held my crotch as I carefully bent down to fill the cup with more food. My next task was 1. Bending down again to put the bowls on the ground, causing another spurt to soak my panties and fingers. 2. Filling the dog bowls with water. I entered the kitchen, just within sight of my mom, and turned the sink on. I touched the warm water and pulled my hand away fast, not realizing my sister had just done the dishes. I let the water run to cool down and kept my hands firmly at my sides. Because my mom could see me, I couldn’t pee dance or hold myself. I was too embarrassed to show her how badly I had to go. I pressed my thighs together as my mom began speaking to me, watching me fill the bowls. My hands were shaking as I watched the water trickle into the bowl, causing ripples on the surface. I squeezed my eyes shut tight, sweating now as I murmured in response to my mom talking to me. I pressed my thighs together even tighter and moaned softly, feeling the pee slowly leak out of my pussy and slowly run down my thighs. I didn’t want this wetting to happen here, in front of my mom, but I had no choice and panicked. The bowl began to overflow and spill onto my hand, and my bladder released, causing me to lurch my hips back and squeeze my thighs, groaning. “What’s wrong?” My mom asked. I couldn’t believe this was happening. “I’m having an accident.” I said through gritted teeth, knowing I couldn’t hide the obvious puddle forming at my feet in the kitchen. “Run to the bathroom!” She cried, and I dropped the bowl, grabbed my crotch, and ran. Only it got worse. My sister was using the bathroom and I was peeing myself. My clit was throbbing despite being slightly embarrassed. I knocked on the door, begging my sister to open it. She called back that she would be a minute and I let out a cry as I began peeing more. I wasn’t peeing full force, I still had slight control, but there was also a ton of liquid in my bladder. I begged her to let me in, peeing through my fingers and soaking my socks. I quickly got up, realizing she wasn’t gonna open up. I was out of options, my body was against me and I had nowhere to pee. I spotted a basket of dirt laundry and quickly positioned myself over it, not bothering to move my already soaked panties as I let go full force onto the pile of old towels. I moaned as my aching bladder shot hot pee out of me, and I rubbed myself as I let go. It felt amazing, but I still had a puddle in the kitchen to clean up. My mom was now in the bathroom, so I quickly put the bowls down and cleaned the puddle before locking myself in my room. That’s pretty much it. I didn’t mean to or want to wet in front of my mom, but I couldn’t help it. I didn’t think my bladder would go against me. Luckily she hasn’t mentioned it at all and my sister thought I was just getting sick.
  2. I don’t often see my sister since she lives in Ohio, but she was visiting me before going out of town and left her computer with me for safe keeping. I haven’t played the sims since I was probably 14, so I decided to load up origin and see what I could do. As I waited for several of my old expansion packs to download, I drank about 12 ounces of water and 8 ounces of cranberry juice. My WiFi is very slow, so it took roughly 2 hours. By the time the game was fully installed with all expansions, my need was at a 6. I was sitting on my foot moving back and forth as I opened chrome to download some mods. This always takes forever since I never pay for vip on the sims resource, and I don’t have an ad blocker. I was about 5 mods in when I had to stop and apply more pressure on my pee hole against my foot. I felt a spurt come out and soak my panties and the crotch of my leggings, but I didn’t bother getting up. I thought I had a lot more time. I readjusted my position on my bed and balanced the laptop on my knee so I could move my pillows, when the laptop suddenly slid down my leg and slammed into my bladder. I yelped and pushed the laptop off me and sat up straight, feeling my panties dampen again. This time, it was two spurts, and I held on for dear life. I didn’t want to stand up till I gained back full control, but I knew my time was running out. My bladder was spasming and I moaned as I held my hand to my crotch desperately, my fingers now dripping from the soaked fabric. Once I thought I had full control back, I slowly moved forward to put my feet on the floor, and that was it. I spread my legs as I laid on my back, moaning and gasping as my bladder released all over my bed, soaking into the sheets and mattress. My pussy was spasming, and I could hear the piss hissing as it sprayed against my panties. When I finally finished, I quickly got up and stripped out of my soaked panties, leggings and the hem of my shirt. It felt amazing.
  3. wetvitaly

    Intentional Hold, Unintentional Wetting

    I was wearing satin panties with a lace wasteband. I kept them on for about 15 minutes because I didn’t want my skirt to get too wet. Thanks!
  4. Alright so I’m writing this sitting in a puddle. I’ve been laying down playing video games all night and ended up having a cup of coffee and a glass of water. I felt my bladder filling up and decided to hold it for a bit since I was feeling in the mood. Well, things turned on me pretty fast. I sat up to take a break from playing and my bladder was at a 9, aching bad. I didn’t leak when I stood up luckily, but I ignored the warning my bladder gave me and decided to go outside. The second I sat down I felt like I was at a 10, and my pee was begging to come out. I could feel it at the end of my pee hole, but I decided not to try to run inside because I thought I could hold it while I smoke. i lit my cigarette, and suddenly just started spurting, it was literally squirting out of my underwear in short streams. I heard the hissing and tried to hold on, panicking because I didn’t want my panties to get too wet. It was a failure though. I took a deep breath and tried to keep holding at least long enough to stand up but it was no use, I couldn’t hold it anymore. I felt the spurts get longer and longer till my muscles gave out and it became one stream. I moaned as hot pee sprayed against my thighs through my panties, saturating my skirt and shoes. I was in so much bliss I couldn’t even move out of the way. So now I’m sitting on the back step with saturated panties in a puddle writing this.
  5. wetvitaly

    Have you ever seen real wetting?

    I don’t know. Probably a pride thing, I know she’s tried them but I don’t want to embarrass her by asking why she doesn’t anymore.
  6. wetvitaly

    Have you ever seen real wetting?

    Yes but it wasn’t a turn on for me. Around 5 or 6 years ago on Christmas I was visiting my mom and dad and they went out to pick a Christmas tree. When they came back, I went to help them get it off the truck but my mom was complaining that she had to pee so bad it hurt so she went to go inside and I held the door for her. She stopped and leaned up against the wall for a second and I saw the pee dripping off her pants but she didn’t say anything or react, then she waddled to the bathroom very slowly still wetting the entire time. We pretended nothing happened for the rest of the weekend and I never brought it up. She’s been having accidents since I was very little though so I see them all the time when I visit. She’s pretty much accepted that it’s part of life and now doesn’t really care if it happens cause she can’t help it. One time we were in a drive thru (this was more recent) and it was my mom, me, my sister and my cousin and my mom out of nowhere announced “I’m peeing myself right now” then leaned forward in her seat and groaned. It was really uncomfortable cause none of us really knew what to do but we just got our food and went home. When I see her sometimes she pretend she spilled something on herself or that it’s just sweat but for the most part I can usually tell especially if she’s just been driving in traffic or something, it depends on the situation I think. But yeah, those are my stories lol.
  7. wetvitaly

    Hotel Bed Accident

    So I’ve been staying in a hotel room for a couple of months now and I’ve yet to have any wettings, mostly because I’d feel bad ruining the carpets or sheets. This morning though, I was woken up by the maintenance man knocking on my door about some furniture that needed to be replaced. Turns out they had scheduled for some movers to bring a new desk, mirror, nightstand and dresser for the room. I was promised it would only take a few minutes and that I could stay here while they do it. Since I have so much stuff in my room, I decided to stay. Spoiler alert: it didn’t take minutes, total it took an hour and a half. The entire time, the bathroom door was blocked by a giant dresser that I, a 5’7 woman with 0 strength, couldn’t move by myself. I was too shy to ask one of them to move it for me, but I hadn’t gone pee since the night before. So I sat in bed with my foot under my crotch trying to hold it till I had the room to myself again. At one point, I was asked to stand up so they could push my bed over and put the new nightstand in. I got up, and as I did, I leaked badly. I felt it soak right through my panties and run down my thighs till it soaked into my pajama pants, and I panicked. I sat back down, bit my lip, and covered my lap with my blanket. Another ten minutes passed, and I was losing complete control. I was leaking every few seconds onto my foot, and I knew it was too late for me to get up. All I could do was sit and watch them install the new furniture while leaving and coming back to my room while I was slowly peeing my pants. My muscles finally completely gave out, and I could hear the faint hissing as my bladder emptied itself all over my bed, panties, and leg. I was exhausted, embarrassed, and now uncomfortably wet. It just kept coming out of me no matter how hard I tried to stop it, and these men in my room never noticed or heard. It felt good to not have to pee anymore, but I had now ruined my sheets, pants, and panties. Once they finally left, I got up and waddled to the bathroom, leaving a trail of drips behind me as I did. I quickly peeled off my pants and panties, rinsed my lower half in the shower, then went to the front desk to ask for new sheets.
  8. I fell asleep early last night and forgot to go pee, so when I woke up this morning my bladder was screaming at me. It hurt, but I had other things to do first. I realized that I forgot to brush my teeth last night, so I did that, then I made coffee, and the keurig is what got me. I had to lean over the counter to grab the box of coffee pods, which put pressure on my bladder. I felt a spurt but ignored it for a moment, one hand on my crotch and the other on the coffee maker. The bathroom is right next to the kitchen, it was like three steps away, so I could have just ran in and went pee but no, I was being an idiot and messing with the coffee maker. Anyway, I started to slowly lose control as I bent over, hand tightly in my crotch, the only words coming of my mouth were “no no no no” as it happened. Warm pee slowly ran down my legs, and in my bent over in pain state, I hobbled to the bathroom as I slowly peed myself. When I got to the toilet, there was a trail of drops leading to the coffee maker. I ripped my pants and panties down (peeing directly on the floor in the process) and sat down. The relief felt good but I’m not super excited about having to do laundry since it’s Sunday and I’m lazy.
  9. wetvitaly

    Accident During/After Messing Around

    No, he never said anything about it so I don’t think he did but if he did it’s okay. I’m not upset about it now, but at the time it was my worst fear.
  10. I’m not a huge fan of having accidents in front of people, especially not in front of people I’m not very close with. This experience was embarrassing to say the least, but at least I wasn’t exactly caught. Anyway, I was about 16 at the time and had been screwing around (no sex, just touching and kissing) with a boy who was soon to be 18. He was a punk guy, very rough and extremely hot to me. We met up one Friday night to hang out and ended up in a parking garage of an apartment building across the street from my house, which was convenient considering it was getting late and I needed to pee. The problem with that was that I didn’t want to leave yet, things were getting hot. My bladder kept filling and became uncomfortable, and I almost couldn’t handle the pressure till his hand was in my pants. The stimulation actually helped a bit, but I was still in pain. I wanted to keep going though, I really liked this guy and was hoping for more. At one point he got very excited and bit my neck, which I didn’t mind except that the pain surprised me and caused me to dribble a bit into my panties. I let out a gasp and he took that as a sign that I liked what he was doing, which I did, but my reaction was purely out of panic. I knew that I didn’t have much time left before I would wet myself completely, and my panties were already soaking from a couple of extra spurts and drops. Luckily for me, his hands weren’t in my pants anymore, so he wouldn’t have known. I was at my breaking point, and finally spoke up and asked him to stop. He was fine with it, and decided to walk me home. I was nervous that I wouldn’t make it home, but I agreed sheepishly and began to follow him outside. We were only across the street, but my legs were shaking and my bladder hurt so bad, I wanted to hold myself but I didn’t want him to think I was weird so I didn’t. When we crossed the street, he pulled me into a kiss which turned into a makeout in front of my apartment complex. My bladder spammed and warm pee shot down my leg, soaking right through my panties. I felt my heart drop as a slow stream began to escape, and I couldn’t stop it as hard as I tried to clench. I quickly pulled away from the kiss, said goodnight, and began to hobble up the stairs. As I approached my front door, I checked to make sure my mom wasn’t home yet before entering the apartment. I was still slowly peeing myself, but I wanted to at least try getting to the bathroom. Just as I opened the bathroom door, my bladder let loose and I lost full control. I began to pee my pants full force, and it felt so good that I didn’t even bother sitting on the toilet. I knew it would be an easy cleanup on the tile, but I worried about my mom seeing me. When I finished, I took off my wet clothes and hid them in my closet, then cleaned the bathroom floor and went to bed. I couldn’t help but worry that the boy I was with had seen me start to pee myself, and I hoped he hadn't. It was hard to sleep not knowing if he noticed.