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Mary127

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  1. My high school had very inadequate bathrooms. I think each one had only 4 stalls and the teachers almost never let anyone leave in the middle of class, so the only opportunity to pee came at lunch or in between classes. If I didn’t get to a stall within maybe 30 seconds after class finished, the line would be much too long for everyone to get a chance to pee. I did see many frustrated girls leave the line early because they were afraid of being late to class, including me. I was a minute or two late several times because I had to pee, and they gave me after school detention. Don’t even get me started on the bathrooms lines during lunch, because that was the time everyone tried to pee. A few times, if they found something like cigarettes in the bathrooms, the bathrooms would be locked for the whole day, sometimes multiple, and that happened numerous times. That whole situation was an absolute nightmare for me and caused me to have many leaks and accidents. Thank god for the school nurse though, she knew of my bladder problems and insisted to my teachers that they let me pee whenever I asked too (sometimes they did, sometimes not), and if I came to her office, she would let me use the bathroom in her office. I tried to limit my fluid intake as well, but it would only delay the inevitable and the urge to pee would catch up with me later in the day.
  2. Yes, but I usually have to be very desperate for that to happen, or if I’m just in such a hurry that I forget
  3. This happens to me occasionally, especially if u anew after gave a noticeable urge. My body will relax a bit too soon and I’ll leak while hiking up my skirt or undoing my belt. The most recent one was actually today, I leaked a little while undoing my belt in the ladies room at work.
  4. I have actually done #1 and #3 with my girlfriend! A few times, actually. The first fantasy we did after coming home from a night club. We were both pretty drunk and desperate, but also really horny, so once we got in the elevator to go up to our apartment we started making out, and when we got into our apartment I tried to run to the bathroom, but we kept making out and I guess drunk me thought it was more important to fuck than to pee. She went down on me and I was trying so hard not to pee in her mouth, but I did leak a little bit, and I did the same to her. She then hopped on top and started rubbing our clits together, at which I couldn’t hold it anymore and peed myself. She didn’t stop and kept fucking me, and when we both came she stood up and let her bladder go all over me. We ended up having to get rid of our mattress. That was a crazy night!
  5. If I want to be desperate public, I always go with tight spandex leggings or black jeans, since both barely show
  6. I’m work as a secretary. I’ve been in some precarious situations at work, whether it being having to pee in a meeting or all the stalls occupied, or stuck on a phone call, but I think today’s near disaster takes the cake. There was something wrong with the ladies toilets because there was only one stall available while the others were being fixed. Seeing this, I became worried as I had drank a couple cups of coffee and some water, so I knew I was going to have to go soon. I tried to get someone to cover for me but we were all really busy, and so was i. I was trying to ignore the urge and finish my work before peeing. In an hour, I went from nothing to very noticeable urge. The few moments where I had nobody around I took the opportunity to bend over and shove both my hands in my crotch. The rest of the time, oh man, let me tell you. Try keeping a friendly face and book appointments and schedule things while squeezing your legs and trying to be subtle. It was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do in my life. When I finally had no one near me I tried to take the opportunity to pee, but right as I went to stand up from my chair, someone walked in, and i let out a silent scream. I bounced in place with my legs crossed and hands in my crotch as I debated whether or not to answer. I decided to hold on just a few more moments and answer the call, because I hate myself. Well, the interaction lasted 20 FUCKING MINUTES. By minute 12 (yes I counted), I felt a leak and had to cover the phone at times to mask my heavy breathing.. By minute 19, I felt more and more leaks coming out every few seconds. I had a pull up on, but I could feel it filling up until, oh no, I felt pee on my hands. My pull up couldn’t hold any more pee and I was going to need a toilet in the next minute or I would pee myself. My face was extremely red and I had tears in my eyes, not from sadness, but from the sheer pain of putting all my effort into not peeing. At last, the person left and I RAN to the ladies room, but since there was only a single stall, it was occupied, with another woman waiting for it. I tried to stand up straight and be subtle about it but it was clearly too late by then, so it was very embarrassing to be potty dancing in front of this lady. Thankfully, she let me cut in front of her, cracking a joke about it that I didn’t even hear because I was too desperate to care. I finally entered the stall, leaking some more as I went to close it. I felt more pee slowly leaking as my sphincter was fighting to open, while I was fighting hard to keep it close for just a few more seconds. I fumbled with my belt and by the time I got it undone, I lost control. I unbuttoned and unzipped and ripped my pants down. I felt my whole body relax as I let out a huge sigh of relief, my hands down in my head. It was only until after I finished peeing that I realized that I left my pull up and panties on, but that was the least of my concern. My pants were pretty wet but not noticeable since they were black, so I buckled back up, changed into a fresh pull up, kept the panties on because I’m naughty like that, and continued with my day. I though that was the end of it, and so did you probably, but YOU’D BE WRONG! My bladder was in a weakened state for the rest of the day and I peed frequently because of that. The drive home was only 15 minutes, but just a couple minutes after I left the parking lot I got such an intense urge OUT OF NOWHERE. I squeezed my legs and put a hand in my crotch while driving down the highway. I should’ve have lasted that long, but I did, the rest of the way home. I parked my car and as soon as I stepped out, another HUGE wave in my bladder hit me. I doubled over, but the leak was very big and I peed a little on the ground. I ran inside, got inside the elevator, and did a furious pee dance as it was going up to my floor. I ran to my apartment, fumbled with my keys, and right as I got the right key in, the next wave wave came. I felt as if my pelvic muscles were weightless as I tried to stop the leak, but this one was bigger and stronger than the last. I made a slightly bigger puddle on the ground as I whispered to myself “pleasepleaseplease nononono!” I unlocked the door and didn’t even close it as I dropped my purse and ran to the bathroom, ecstatic at the sight of the bathroom. I practically smashed into the door and went to turn the handle. It didn’t budge. I could hear my girlfriend say, “ONE SECOND!” I don’t think I need to go into greater detail of what happened. Of course, my girlfriend did some light hearted teasing that made me blush as I inspected my wet pants outside the bathroom. I’m currently sitting on the couch wearing nothing but a pull up, because I don’t trust my bladder to be able to hold another second today. My girlfriend finds it very arousing that I’m naked with nothing but a pull up, and I can’t blame her, I would be too. After I got over the initial embarrassment, we had a good laugh about it. I hope you all enjoyed!
  7. That was a beautiful story with an even more beautiful photo, thank you!
  8. I never asked them, thinking it was maybe a sore subject for them.
  9. I’m atheist but was born catholic, went to catholic school and all. I though my parents would crucify me if I told them I was bi so I didn’t for many years, but after coming back from college I was surprised to learn that they abandoned religion as well.
  10. I think they should, even if it’s just a single occupant bathroom in a tiny clothing store. The reason I say this is because when I was 10 or 11, I was out in public with my dad and i told him I had to pee, kind of at the last minute because I was already crossing my legs. He took me to the closest store and asked them if they had bathrooms. They said they didn’t. So we went to the store next to it, same story. Five more stores, same thing. He held was holding my hand while I was potty dance-walking and when I let go of his hand to put both of them in my crotch, he could tell I was in trouble so he said, “Don’t worry sweetie we’ll find a bathroom for you.” Yea, we never did and I peed my pants.
  11. That’s a beautiful experience, that you for sharing. I’ve been in the exact scenario that girl was multiple times, so I know how she feels.
  12. I don’t disagree with you, I did feel bad after doing that, but my girlfriend told me later on that being delayed like that is a turn on for her, so I felt a little less bad.
  13. I just reminded my girlfriend of this story and she got all red faced and embarrassed as I teased her about it, though we had fun talking about it. She can poke fun at herself over this and she’s over this now, so with her permission, I decided to post it. A few months ago, me, my girlfriend, and a few other friends were invited to a friends house for dinner. It was about an hour and a half away, so I picked my girlfriend up right after she finished her shift and off we went. Only a few minutes into the drive, I noticed her being a little fidgety, but didn’t say anything. Halfway in and it was obvious she had to pee, so I asked her “do you need me to pull over?” She doesn’t like to admit her urge sometimes so she said “No it’s ok.” “You sure? I can find a gas station and you can use the bathroom there.” ”No, I can hold it.” “It’s really not that big of a deal I can…” “Noooo I’m fine.” ”Suit yourself.” We drove a little more and I could see her desperation increase tenfold. She was now huffing and puffing and had both her hands pressed tightly into her crotch. I could tell she wasn’t going to last the rest of the car ride. This time however, I didn’t ask her. Eventually, she said, “um, I know I already asked but can you please pull over somewhere?” Her face was red with embarrassment I smiled and told her sure, which only added to her humiliation. A few minutes of driving later I finally found a place with rest rooms, and it couldn’t come soon enough. My girlfriend seemed like she was using all her possible strength to avoid letting any pee out. I pulled into a parking space and parked the car. She tried to get out immediately, but I kept the doors locked. She begged me “please babe I’m about to have an accident!” “Before I let you go, why didn’t you pee before we left?” ”We were really busy at work and I didn’t have the time to pee.” ”Why didn’t you ask me sooner?” ”I don’t know, I was just kind of embarrassed, please let me go now!” ”You have nothing to be embarrassed of when you’re around me, so promise me you’ll tell me next time, ok?” ”OK OK PLEASE LET ME GO NOW IM GONNA PEE!” I finally unlocked the door and she bolted to the bathrooms. She came back ten minutes later with a sexy looking wet patch on her jeans.
  14. How can I pick just one? There are so many fantasies I have. But a few things I like are humiliation, desperation, and denial, so one of my many fantasies is to be naked, minutes away from peeing myself, begging for access to a bathroom, while a very hot woman refuses me, in front of multiple other women.
  15. A lot of us here know this feeling: you’re dying to pee, clenching your muscles and crossing your legs and shoving your hands in your crotch, waiting to get the opportunity to do the biological urge that we all do multiple times a day, relieve your bladder. Unfortunately, the only place you can relieve this urge is occupied and you are forced to delay your relief. As the seconds go by, and those seconds turn into minutes, you wonder, “what is taking that person so long? It doesn’t take that long to pee!” You essentially have absolutely no control over your own relief and you are silently begging for the person in the stall or bathroom to hurry up. Now imagine that your biological urgency is being intensified solely because the person is doing unnecessary things that do nothing but extend your torture, such as scrolling through social media, texting, touching up their makeup or fixing up their clothes. As cruel as this may sound, I think this does happen a lot in the real world, most of them being unintentional. I’ve been on both ends of this scenario. It is incredibly frustrating to be the one on the outside the stall/bathroom, but normal to be on the inside. I feel sympathy for the people who experience the former and disdain for the ones who do the latter. Though, as I’ve said, I have been on the inside of that stall/bathroom so I’m not one to judge. This situation in an irl scenario is frustrating, but in a roleplay or consensual context, I find it to be very hot. I’d love to delay my desperate girlfriend by texting, or to have her do the same to me by touching up her makeup while I desperately need relief. My question for you is how often do you think this situation happens? Have you been in a scenario like this? Do you think this happens in certain places more than others?
  16. Like a few people here said, first push then relax. If I’m bursting then I’ll usually relax first and for longer and then I’ll push to get the last few drops out.
  17. Not a major accident l, but I did leak a lot. Working from home though, thats a different story.
  18. See that’s the problem, the mens rooms were allowed to be open since the cigarettes were found in the woman’s room, which just boiled out blood even further. Most girls would say that the rule was bs and then just move onto something else. I know one of my friends had to pee badly as well, but she made it home in time. There were complaints from parents, but the school gave a half assed response, basically saying that the cigarettes situation was more important, and they lifted that rule a few days later. But those were some of the worst few days of my life.
  19. This morning I went for a run, even though it was pretty hot and humid outside. I made sure to drink plenty of water and brought a liter sized water bottle with me, though if you’ve read any of my previous posts you know that that much water means I’ll get desperate pretty quick. I knew that and decided to have some fun and be a bit risky. In addition to my sports bra and athletic shorts, I wore some VERY tight spandex to make it harder to relieve myself when I inevitably would have to go. No incontinence pads or pulls ups or anything. I seriously underestimated how hot it was and drank a lot of water on my run. I drank 3/4ths of the whole bottle very quickly. Before I even hit mile 2 of my run, the intense urge to pee hit me all at once and I stopped in my tracks and crossed my legs and shoved my hands in my crotch. My efforts didn’t matter as I let out a huge involuntary leak that made a wet spot on my shorts. I ran to the nearest porta potty at a nearby park with both hands in my crotch, only to find that it was occupied. I bit my lip and potty danced, trying to hold on for just a minute or two more. A few seconds later, the second wave of urgency came, and this one was much stronger. No matter how much I squeezed my crotch and tensed my muscles, a bigger leak came out and made a small puddle underneath me before I managed to regain control. At this point I knew I had like 30 seconds max before I wet myself, but what else could I do? It was a public park with people around, no place to discreetly relieve my struggling bladder. I rubbed the bottom of my bottle on my pussy, as I still had it with me. At last, the third and final wave came, and this was was even more powerful. I couldn’t stop it. I started peeing full force and the puddle underneath me grew and grew. The person in the porta potty finally came out and I practically pushed them aside and locked the door. I tried to rip down my spandex, but it was mud too difficult and way too late. I sat and finished peeing straight through it. I drank the rest of my water and realized how hot and humid it still was. I almost forgot because of how badly I needed to pee. I pulled my spandex down and took of my sports bra. I was now completely naked in the porta potty. My body was drenched in sweat. That whole situation felt so good I masturbated and orgasmed right there in the porta potty, before putting on my clothes again and finishing my run
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