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Mbgpeelover

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  1. It does t help you hold but it’s a sign they are turned on by it (or wanting to turn on the viewer). Very similar to a man stroking himself
  2. I love male omorashi BUT I don’t get anything out of just watching a guy pee himself. What I really enjoy is a genuine desperation for as long as possible. A man doing everything in his power to control his body, hold back against the pressure and stay strong. That to me is the sexiest thing any man can do and makes me weak at the knees. Hold it men!
  3. I don’t personally game but I would love watching a man desperately trying to hold his full bladder while he was gaming. Such a hot scenario as the only one stopping him from going is himself
  4. Absolutely! There’s no nicer feeling than a very full bladder. That tingling sensation, the ripples and pulses through your body, the tickling between your legs, the urge to wriggle and squirm and eventually (if in private) rubbing or touching yourself. It’s the greatest pleasure and free! I do it daily and then the ecstasy of finally allowing yourself to use the loo is orgasmic.
  5. What a great attempt to hold that when you must have been totally bursting! I loved watching you!
  6. This is so unbelievably hot! You have an amazing body with a huge bladder and watching you struggle like that was absolutely wonderful and incredible. Thank you for sharing. I think this is my new favourite vid!
  7. An Omo poem about a busy house with only one loo and a mum who needs to go… I woke up nice and early As desperate as can be Rushed straight into the bathroom For a long and lovely pee. Then I went into the kitchen Where it was just the cat and me To catch up on the daily news with a nice big mug of tea. But soon the others woke up And they all queued for the shower We’re a very busy family They’d be no loo for an hour! You see we only have one bathroom No en-suite or small loo So I crossed my legs while cooking eggs And made another brew! The first came in a towel He looked and smelt so clean But all that I was wanting Was to go where he’d just been! He sat and ate some breakfast As he talked about his school While I gently rubbed my tummy My bladder felt so full! Next I saw my husband All smart in suit and tie He kissed my cheek and hugged me Winking as he said goodbye I tried to sneak upstairs again For a really needed wee But the door was locked, the shower on And I squirmed for all to see! “Stop that mum! That isn’t cool” Came a gruff voice from a bed “I’m next in line, Is that the time?” “I’ll be quick!” was all I said He looked at me and swung his legs Then barked, “I’m sorry mum!” One hand gripped his pj front And the other clutched his bum! I hid my eyes and looked away It was not a sight to see! I ran into my bedroom Still bursting for a pee! Behind the door I squirmed and danced As urges came so strong This wasn’t great, I’d need to wait Though I wasn’t sure how long! Minutes past I heard a call “Mum, where’s my favourite top?” But my hand was pushed between my legs I was scared to move or stop! “I think it’s on your bedroom floor!” I gasped back in despair. “But now it’s creased and dirty And I don’t know what to wear!” I leaned against the bedroom wall And tensed my thighs so tight I handed her another top That I hoped would be alright Then I raced across the landing And knocked the bathroom door “Is anybody in there? I can not wait much more!” “Sorry mum, I’m in the bath I’ll shout you when it’s free” In dire need I grabbed myself I REALLY had to pee! Frightened I might wet myself I wondered where to go So I went down to the kitchen And paced back to and fro I was only in my nightdress And my flowery granny pants When I spotted something shiny: A dish that was my aunt’s! The precious family heirloom Kept out for all to see But now it seemed the perfect thing To use for me to pee! I danced and squirmed a little more But when the pressure peaked My bladder couldn’t take the strain My poor urethra leaked! I’d been holding on for ages Bursting for so long I slid my hand inside my pants But I knew I hadn’t long! I grabbed the dish with just one hand And placed it on the floor Then I tried to pull my knickers down while leaking more and more! I squatted over best I could Warm urine leaking out Terrified that I’d be caught Just then I heard a shout “Mum that’s me done, the toilet’s free Did you say you had to go? I heard him coming down the stairs I had to stop the flow! I’d only dribbled in the dish But my knickers were all wet I tried to stop, just one last drop, And then I heard his step! I stood up straight and grabbed the dish I had no time to think With urine dripping down my legs I placed it in the sink I smiled at my grown up son Then raced up to the loo Still absolutely desperate There was nothing I could do With knickers on I peed so fast Relieved I even swore And then my daughter walked right in Cos I hadn’t shut the door! “Oh sorry mum! Oh what a shock The floor’s wet, did you know?” “Yes that was me, I’m sorry love I really had to go!” “That’s ok. It can’t be helped. It happens to me too! I think you need to drink less tea… And we need another loo!” for anyone unable to read it: I woke up nice and early As desperate as can be Rushed straight into the bathroom For a long and lovely pee. Then I went into the kitchen Where it was just the cat and me To catch up on the daily news with a nice big mug of tea. But soon the others woke up And they all queued for the shower We’re a very busy family They’d be no loo for an hour! You see we only have one bathroom No en-suite or small loo So I crossed my legs while cooking eggs And made another brew! The first came in a towel He looked and smelt so clean But all that I was wanting Was to go where he’d just been! He sat and ate some breakfast As he talked about his school While I gently rubbed my tummy My bladder felt so full! Next I saw my husband All smart in suit and tie He kissed my cheek and hugged me Winking as he said goodbye I tried to sneak upstairs again For a really needed wee But the door was locked, the shower on And I squirmed for all to see! “Stop that mum! That isn’t cool” Came a gruff voice from a bed “I’m next in line, Is that the time?” “I’ll be quick!” was all I said He looked at me and swung his legs Then barked, “I’m sorry mum!” One hand gripped his pj front And the other clutched his bum! I hid my eyes and looked away It was not a sight to see! I ran into my bedroom Still bursting for a pee! Behind the door I squirmed and danced As urges came so strong This wasn’t great, I’d need to wait Though I wasn’t sure how long! Minutes past I heard a call “Mum, where’s my favourite top?” But my hand was pushed between my legs I was scared to move or stop! “I think it’s on your bedroom floor!” I gasped back in despair. “But now it’s creased and dirty And I don’t know what to wear!” I leaned against the bedroom wall And tensed my thighs so tight I handed her another top That I hoped would be alright Then I raced across the landing And knocked the bathroom door “Is anybody in there? I can not wait much more!” “Sorry mum, I’m in the bath I’ll shout you when it’s free” In dire need I grabbed myself I REALLY had to pee! Frightened I might wet myself I wondered where to go So I went down to the kitchen And paced back to and fro I was only in my nightdress And my flowery granny pants When I spotted something shiny: A dish that was my aunt’s! The precious family heirloom Kept out for all to see But now it seemed the perfect thing To use for me to pee! I danced and squirmed a little more But when the pressure peaked My bladder couldn’t take the strain My poor urethra leaked! I’d been holding on for ages Bursting for so long I slid my hand inside my pants But I knew I hadn’t long! I grabbed the dish with just one hand And placed it on the floor Then I tried to pull my knickers down while leaking more and more! I squatted over best I could Warm urine leaking out Terrified that I’d be caught Just then I heard a shout “Mum that’s me done, the toilet’s free Did you say you had to go? I heard him coming down the stairs I had to stop the flow! I’d only dribbled in the dish But my knickers were all wet I tried to stop, just one last drop, And then I heard his step! I stood up straight and grabbed the dish I had no time to think With urine dripping down my legs I placed it in the sink I smiled at my grown up son Then raced up to the loo Still absolutely desperate There was nothing I could do With knickers on I peed so fast Relieved I even swore And then my daughter walked right in Cos I hadn’t shut the door! “Oh sorry mum! Oh what a shock The floor’s wet, did you know?” “Yes that was me, I’m sorry love I really had to go!” “That’s ok. It can’t be helped. It happens to me too! I think you need to drink less tea… And we need another loo!”
  8. I have some on here where I’ve read some of my personal experiences.
  9. In answer to who I write for I don’t feel I can say as I need my real life to stay anonymous on here for privacy but it isn’t fiction I write in real life and I found the sites as I followed them for years before finally submitting. I also spent years building up my reputation via social media (Facebook page, Twitter profile etc) and writing for free to build up support. It didn’t just happen unfortunately. i was first published in my teens though which did help.
  10. I freelance write in real life completely unrelated to omo. However it’s extra income and not bread and butter because the money just isn’t reliable or consistent. Unfortunately however amazing you are as a writer (in some sites I write for I am paid more than double the other writers and I have done a lot of work for well known sites too) it’s a never ending struggle as no sooner have you had one piece accepted your have to immediately start another. If you require regular income to meet basic needs like remt, food etc unfortunately the only guarantee of getting this is looking for other sources that are reliable and consistent like paid employment at least for the meantime so you can survive.
  11. Earlier today I drove to a supermarket to get a few essentials I needed. As I was driving out the cars were queued up and as it was fairly warm I had my passenger window down half way. As I waited for the cars in front to leave I saw a well dressed woman who looked in her mid forties get out the passenger side of a parked car. She was very well dressed in smart trousers and a floral blouse with high heels and her hair and make up all done. She looked like she’d just come from a wedding or christening or first communion or something. I was stuck where I was and noticed as she came out the car that she was very antsy and moving around a lot. The car in front moved so I edged forward and even closer to her as the male driver of the car walked towards the store doors but she couldn’t keep up. Instead she suddenly bent forward slightly with her knees and thighs tightly together and both hands in front of her crotch area looking very flushed. The male noticed she wasn’t beside him, turned and shouted to her: ”you ok?” ”No! We are so going via the toilets first! This is murder!” I had to drive then as the traffic moved so I have no idea if she made it into the store bathrooms in time or not. I know from experience that the bathrooms in that store aren’t obvious and are hidden in a corner by the customer services so you really have to know where to look. I do wonder what caused her to get in such a desperate state too.
  12. I used to work in a show shop. Thursday was delivery afternoon and my role was to unload the pallets of shoes and then take each pair and put it in the right place in the stock room in size order. This meant going up and down ladders and rearranging stock to get boxes of shoes in exactly the right places. As I had a time limit I always made sure to eat and drink before starting but the bending down, going up and down ladders and the pace of the task always seemed to trigger my bladder and I’d be squirming around by the end of my shift desperate to wee! The only toilet was in a corridor outside the stick room but I had an awful shop manager who would yell at you if she caught you leaving the stock room before completing the job. Once or twice I recall the lorry driver bursting too…those were the best shifts lol
  13. I won’t be online as much during summer as privacy will be limited but thinking a wee catch up of Sarah and Will from In Times of Desperation and Liam and Megan from this one (Anything to confess) would be very doable and fun. I got very attached to them both and miss writing these. i didn’t feel pressured at all and actually touched that so many enjoy my writing.
  14. Actually I was just thinking if wether to write another novel. This was my third for here and if others would like I’d happily either write a sequel for this or something entirely new.
  15. So glad I wasn’t the only one thinking that! i was actually away during the extra bank holidays at a holiday park staying in a caravan. The main lounge of the van looked onto a sales area that was holding an event for the jubilee. Bands, bouncy castle that sort of stuff. Loads of tables set out and plenty food and drink but zero toilets as everyone onsite was renting or owned a caravan so was expected to go there. However I noticed loads of people choosing to stay for the entertainment while drinking steadily and I had a very clear view of one lady all dressed in shorts and t-shirt who started dancing to the music then sat crossed legged then stood to watch something and was moving from foot to foot. Every time I glanced over she was getting more restless but yet she stayed there almost another hour! The last I saw her she was sat back on a chair swinging her legs constantly and still drinking. It was pretty obvious she was bursting but nit wanting to walk all the way back to her caravan and miss something. There were hundreds of caravans so she could have had quite a walk back to hers!
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