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i like wet bikinis

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  1. Thank you. It's encouraging to hear that someone likes it!
  2. As you asked nicely... https://peefans.com/topic/11679-dave-from-bound2burst/?tab=comments#comment-253248
  3. The other day I found some pieces he'd posted on Peefans. They made for interesting reading. Although new to me, they had been posted a while ago. If I find them again, I'll put a link here.
  4. At the end of my last exams as a student, we organised a class party. It was at the top of a hill, on the edge of the city, overlooking farmland. We were there all afternoon, from lunch time, until early evening, just sitting on the grass, chatting and drinking. The men went up to the top of the hill and watered the bushes when we needed to pee. I didn't see any of the girls relieve herself, or even look uncomfortable. Years later I bumped into one of them and we got into reminiscing about those student days. We talked about the party. She mentioned something about having to cha
  5. Those pools don't exist. It's an urban myth.
  6. Oh yes. I enjoy seeing pictures of women in postures that suggest they urgently need to pee, or are peeing through their clothes.
  7. In some LoveWetting videos, the girl undresses after she's wet herself, then squats to finish peeing. I rather like that, as a girl who gets so full that she loses control and pisses in her clothes is likely to stop as soon as she can. She may soon find herself very uncomfortable. When I was younger I saw a girl in that condition. I saw her wet her knickers while she was waiting for a bus. And I saw her lose control a second time and wet her pants a second time soon after she got off.
  8. It was late at night, after the bars had shut. I was sitting on a wall, waiting for someone. On the other side of the road were two girls together. One was on the phone. I think she was arranging for their lift to collect them. The other was clearly desperate for a pee. She couldn't stand still and she kept grabbing herself through the front of her shorts. I couldn't keep my eyes off her. I was sure she was about to dart away somewhere to pee in a dark alley, a shop doorway, or between two cars. Clearly she wanted to stay with her friend and she kept trying to attract her attention.
  9. I've written about this before. I was with a girl, a little way from home, and she was getting increasingly desperate. We were joking about how badly she needed to pee, and I was encouraging her to hold on. Then, I'm not sure why, I think it was just for a joke, when she told me again that she really, really had to pee, I flippantly said, 'Well, go on then!' She wasn't expecting it, and it threw her off balance. She stopped and, wide-eyed, pissed on the ground, through her knickers, standing right in front of me. She actually thought it quite funny. A few minutes later, when we were
  10. I imagined inventing a device, a bit like a ray gun. I can point it at someone, and it will give me two readings. The first tells me how badly she needs to pee; how full her bladder actually is. The second tells me how badly she feels she needs to pee. It also has two controls. The first allows me to speed up, or slow down, how fast her bladder is filling. This means I can help her hold on, or, if I turn it up, I can make her desperate quickly. The second affects the sensations she is getting from her bladder. I can numb them, so she is not aware of how full her bladder is.
  11. The problem is not with the apps. The problem is with inadequate privacy laws in your country. Blaming foreigners for things that are entirely under your own control? Not a good look.
  12. One music festival I used to go to regularly appointed a security guy to stop people using the disabled toilet (unless they were entitled to use it). It was a single cubicle at the end of a row of portaloos in the main arena. Towards the end of the day the queues would get silly and people - all genders - who couldn't wait would pee against the fence instead. I often saw him turn away women who were pleading with him, legs crossed and hand jammed into their crotches, to break the rules. He never did, and they usually then just squatted in the grass beside the portaloo. He also sto
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