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    i like wet bikinis got a reaction from Manticore in Friends Drunk Wetting   
    I was walking a uni friend home from a gig.  I'd promised to do so, but she had gone her own way at the gig and when we met up again at the end she was stoned and very drunk.  (She was very pretty, petite and slim, with long, wavy dark hair and a cute face and smile, but we were just friends.)  It was about three miles home, and she was very giggly.  I was a bit annoyed, as she needed me to take care of her.  I had to watch her every time we needed to cross a road.  It was a slower journey than it needed to be.
    After a short while she told me that she should have gone to the toilet before we left.  I guess there had been a long queue for the ladies, and she wasn't thinking straight.  I told her that she would have to wait until she got home.  We kept walking.  Her need got more and more urgent.  She kept telling me that she needed to wee and I kept telling her to wait.
    We were about half way home and she stopped.  She looked at me and said 'I really can't wait.  I need a piss.  I gotta go.'
    I was a bit fed up by then.  I reckoned that if she really had to pee she would have to squat behind a car, or in a front garden, or something.  So I said 'Well, go on then.'
    I don't think either of us expected that my permission would trigger an immediate release.  But it did.  She began to piss, standing in front of me, splattering loudly into a dark puddle between her feet.  I simply stared, lost for words, as she wet herself.  She parted her legs and looked down at the dark puddle she was making on the pavement.  She looked up and said, 'I can't stop.'
    'Are you peeing in your knickers?' I asked, and she lifted her denim skirt to show me that she was pissing through her underwear.  Eventually she stopped, and nodded when I asked her if she was ready to carry on walking.  She brushed down her skirt and we kept going.  We began talking about it, and she thought it was quite funny how I had made her lose control.  I asked her if it would work again.  She thought it would, so I said 'Well, go on then.'
    She stopped walking again, bent her legs, and wet her knickers again, once more peeing through them on the ground.  This time it was only a short pee, just a few seconds and she finished.  But it became our entertainment for most of the rest of the way home.  Every so often I would say 'Well, go on then', and, on my command, she would piss herself and, standing, make a small puddle on the ground.  After about half a dozen wettings she was empty, and couldn't pee any more, although she tried.  She did manage one final wetting outside her front door when finally we got home.
    We never mentioned it again.  But, a few weeks later, just before the end of term, we were with some friends in the park, just chatting and drinking in the evening.  She came over to me and sat in the grass, next to me.  She leaned over and said quietly, 'I need a piss.  I don't think I can wait.  I gotta go.'  
    I replied, quietly 'Well, go on then.'  She paused, grinned and said 'I can't stop.'
    She had pushed up her skirt when she sat down.  She must have planned it, so she wouldn't get her skirt wet.  She had her knees up, so I could see the glistening puddle she was now sitting in, and the stream pouring into it from her knickers.  It quickly soaked into the ground, so it didn't spread far and it soon vanished when she had finished.  She giggled when she stopped.  She did manage to pee another two or three times, sitting next to me, when I said 'Well, go on then.'
     
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    i like wet bikinis got a reaction from Linxsquat in Friends Drunk Wetting   
    I was walking a uni friend home from a gig.  I'd promised to do so, but she had gone her own way at the gig and when we met up again at the end she was stoned and very drunk.  (She was very pretty, petite and slim, with long, wavy dark hair and a cute face and smile, but we were just friends.)  It was about three miles home, and she was very giggly.  I was a bit annoyed, as she needed me to take care of her.  I had to watch her every time we needed to cross a road.  It was a slower journey than it needed to be.
    After a short while she told me that she should have gone to the toilet before we left.  I guess there had been a long queue for the ladies, and she wasn't thinking straight.  I told her that she would have to wait until she got home.  We kept walking.  Her need got more and more urgent.  She kept telling me that she needed to wee and I kept telling her to wait.
    We were about half way home and she stopped.  She looked at me and said 'I really can't wait.  I need a piss.  I gotta go.'
    I was a bit fed up by then.  I reckoned that if she really had to pee she would have to squat behind a car, or in a front garden, or something.  So I said 'Well, go on then.'
    I don't think either of us expected that my permission would trigger an immediate release.  But it did.  She began to piss, standing in front of me, splattering loudly into a dark puddle between her feet.  I simply stared, lost for words, as she wet herself.  She parted her legs and looked down at the dark puddle she was making on the pavement.  She looked up and said, 'I can't stop.'
    'Are you peeing in your knickers?' I asked, and she lifted her denim skirt to show me that she was pissing through her underwear.  Eventually she stopped, and nodded when I asked her if she was ready to carry on walking.  She brushed down her skirt and we kept going.  We began talking about it, and she thought it was quite funny how I had made her lose control.  I asked her if it would work again.  She thought it would, so I said 'Well, go on then.'
    She stopped walking again, bent her legs, and wet her knickers again, once more peeing through them on the ground.  This time it was only a short pee, just a few seconds and she finished.  But it became our entertainment for most of the rest of the way home.  Every so often I would say 'Well, go on then', and, on my command, she would piss herself and, standing, make a small puddle on the ground.  After about half a dozen wettings she was empty, and couldn't pee any more, although she tried.  She did manage one final wetting outside her front door when finally we got home.
    We never mentioned it again.  But, a few weeks later, just before the end of term, we were with some friends in the park, just chatting and drinking in the evening.  She came over to me and sat in the grass, next to me.  She leaned over and said quietly, 'I need a piss.  I don't think I can wait.  I gotta go.'  
    I replied, quietly 'Well, go on then.'  She paused, grinned and said 'I can't stop.'
    She had pushed up her skirt when she sat down.  She must have planned it, so she wouldn't get her skirt wet.  She had her knees up, so I could see the glistening puddle she was now sitting in, and the stream pouring into it from her knickers.  It quickly soaked into the ground, so it didn't spread far and it soon vanished when she had finished.  She giggled when she stopped.  She did manage to pee another two or three times, sitting next to me, when I said 'Well, go on then.'
     
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    i like wet bikinis got a reaction from Anonymuisje in Friends Drunk Wetting   
    I was walking a uni friend home from a gig.  I'd promised to do so, but she had gone her own way at the gig and when we met up again at the end she was stoned and very drunk.  (She was very pretty, petite and slim, with long, wavy dark hair and a cute face and smile, but we were just friends.)  It was about three miles home, and she was very giggly.  I was a bit annoyed, as she needed me to take care of her.  I had to watch her every time we needed to cross a road.  It was a slower journey than it needed to be.
    After a short while she told me that she should have gone to the toilet before we left.  I guess there had been a long queue for the ladies, and she wasn't thinking straight.  I told her that she would have to wait until she got home.  We kept walking.  Her need got more and more urgent.  She kept telling me that she needed to wee and I kept telling her to wait.
    We were about half way home and she stopped.  She looked at me and said 'I really can't wait.  I need a piss.  I gotta go.'
    I was a bit fed up by then.  I reckoned that if she really had to pee she would have to squat behind a car, or in a front garden, or something.  So I said 'Well, go on then.'
    I don't think either of us expected that my permission would trigger an immediate release.  But it did.  She began to piss, standing in front of me, splattering loudly into a dark puddle between her feet.  I simply stared, lost for words, as she wet herself.  She parted her legs and looked down at the dark puddle she was making on the pavement.  She looked up and said, 'I can't stop.'
    'Are you peeing in your knickers?' I asked, and she lifted her denim skirt to show me that she was pissing through her underwear.  Eventually she stopped, and nodded when I asked her if she was ready to carry on walking.  She brushed down her skirt and we kept going.  We began talking about it, and she thought it was quite funny how I had made her lose control.  I asked her if it would work again.  She thought it would, so I said 'Well, go on then.'
    She stopped walking again, bent her legs, and wet her knickers again, once more peeing through them on the ground.  This time it was only a short pee, just a few seconds and she finished.  But it became our entertainment for most of the rest of the way home.  Every so often I would say 'Well, go on then', and, on my command, she would piss herself and, standing, make a small puddle on the ground.  After about half a dozen wettings she was empty, and couldn't pee any more, although she tried.  She did manage one final wetting outside her front door when finally we got home.
    We never mentioned it again.  But, a few weeks later, just before the end of term, we were with some friends in the park, just chatting and drinking in the evening.  She came over to me and sat in the grass, next to me.  She leaned over and said quietly, 'I need a piss.  I don't think I can wait.  I gotta go.'  
    I replied, quietly 'Well, go on then.'  She paused, grinned and said 'I can't stop.'
    She had pushed up her skirt when she sat down.  She must have planned it, so she wouldn't get her skirt wet.  She had her knees up, so I could see the glistening puddle she was now sitting in, and the stream pouring into it from her knickers.  It quickly soaked into the ground, so it didn't spread far and it soon vanished when she had finished.  She giggled when she stopped.  She did manage to pee another two or three times, sitting next to me, when I said 'Well, go on then.'
     
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    i like wet bikinis reacted to mandomando in Bikini / Swimsuit wetting   
    https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5e30a3104478f
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    i like wet bikinis reacted to Pool69 in Bikini / Swimsuit wetting   
    Don’t think this has been posted, short vid but the girl is fire https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5cd60068eac44#1
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    i like wet bikinis reacted to lambda52 in Bikini / Swimsuit wetting   
    Those old British vids are from X-Streams Volume 6 - Kerry Part 2.
    It's a great vid and there are a few more swimsuit scenes in it.
    I would post it but I lost it in a hard drive crash many years ago.
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    i like wet bikinis reacted to Jaden Korr in Bikini / Swimsuit wetting   
    Another good find https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5e2507103d539
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    i like wet bikinis reacted to squirtuk in Bikini / Swimsuit wetting   
    Hi Guys,
    It's been a long time since there was an update on this thread,  and an even longer time since there was an updat featuring a one piece swim suit,  so when I found this I thought of you!!!  (This has clearly been copied from another site before posting on Eroprofile as the watermark has been obliterated,  so please forgive me if this is your property,  or it has been posted from a "banned for repost" website)
    Just a little note, on close inspection the model appears to be wearing underwear beneath her swimsuit,  note the VPL!  Tha's OK,  I can forgive her 
    She looks quite cold,  and  seems to be wearing a leather dog collar,  which is maybe a bit odd, and maybe smacks of some form of "forced" wetting.  Now this isn't quite my "thing"  I much prefer my women to pee their swimsuits intentionally and electively but hey,  it's a swimsuit wetting,  so enjoy!
     
    For those of you who like to "drink direct fro the source"  here is the URL I found it at! :- https://www.eroprofile.com/m/videos/view/pipy-191

    pipy 191 - EroProfile.mp4
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    i like wet bikinis reacted to Chris_P_Bacon in Bikini / Swimsuit wetting   
    is this thing broken, there is no video only audio
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    i like wet bikinis reacted to mandomando in Bikini / Swimsuit wetting   
    https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5e219b55e851f
    https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5e2605201f8ed
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    i like wet bikinis got a reaction from Crime in Zoe at the music festival   
    Zoe had waited so long for the band, she did not want to give up her place, even though the beers were working their way through her system. She had enjoyed the performance, although she badly wanted to take a leak when they started. She got more and more uncomfortable during the performance, but still enjoyed it. She was almost glad when it ended, and immediately headed off to find a toilet.
    Now absolutely desperate to relieve herself, she elbowed her way through the crowd until she caught sight of the row of portable toilets. Her heart sank. The queue for each was about twenty or thirty long. She gazed at the mass of people, seeing others who looked barely less needy than herself, many crossing their legs or wriggling in an obvious pee-dance, some even pressing their hands tightly to their crotches, as if they were holding in a plug.
    Zoe felt another wave of liquid pressure, that made her whole body shudder slightly, as if she was shivering with cold. This time she could not stop herself releasing a quick dribble of pee, and she knew that her underwear was now slightly damp.
    People were going in and out of the cubicles, but the queues were getting longer. Most of those waiting were women she realised. There men were using the portable urinals next to them, but there was a queue for them too. Moving a damn sight quicker though! Some men were even standing at the plastic fence around the urinals, pissing on to it. Despite her own need, Zoe found herself becoming quite fascinated by that, and she watched for a few moments.
    A couple of girls marched up to the fence, found a spot between the men, turned, then quickly pulled down their jeans and squatted low over the grass. It took Zoe a moment or two to realise that they were having a wee in public. Two more joined them, then another three, then four more, all partially undressed, yet trying not to expose too much intimate flesh as they urinated on the ground. In no time at all, that area had become an unofficial – very public – ladies’ convenience, with more women standing impatiently waiting their chance to take over a patch of fence where they could crouch down and do their business.
    One, bolder, or drunker, or perhaps just more desperate than the others could not wait even for that. She snatched down her pale blue denim shorts, and squatted where she stood, in the open, with people walking by on either side, only yards in front of Zoe. Her friend stood in front of her, as a half-hearted token shield. Zoe could clearly see a tight, sparkling stream arc from between her legs to play on the grass in front of her. More dribbles dripped from her buttocks. The peeing girl did not care. She just kept staring down, as if she was herself fascinated by creating her own golden stream.
    Zoe was unable to pull her eyes away from the extraordinary scene in front of her. The peeing girl was now finishing. The stream died away; there were three short squirts, a couple of dribbles, and she was finished. She stood up, puling up her knickers and shorts, then carefully fastening them and fiddling with them to make herself comfortable. Meanwhile her blonde friend copied her example. Zoe could see that she was effortlessly beautiful; young, with a clear, pretty face, long blonde hair, and a slim well-proportioned figure. She shrugged the shoulder straps of her summer dress off, and pulled the whole dress to her knees as she dropped to a squat. She wriggled her knickers down her thighs, and Zoe saw the jet of pee shoot from her, squirting hard into the grass. She was as casually exhibitionist about the whole thing as her friend had been.
    Zoe realised that she was herself standing with her legs crossed, and she was grabbing her own crotch through her cotton skirt. Even so, she had to keep staring at the blonde woman brazenly weeing in public, until she too had finished, stood up and rearranged her clothes. Zoe felt less self-conscious about displaying her own need so obviously. There were desperate women all around her, more still peeing in front of the fence, others jiggling about as they waited, and a few, like the two she had just watched, who were quickly popping squats just about anywhere, with no attempt to conceal the fact that they were emptying their liquids on the ground.
    Zoe now imagined herself peeing in public. She knew she had no choice. She was sure that she could not keep control much longer. She knew that she would end up wetting her knickers while waiting if she joined a queue for the cubicles. She looked around, to see if there was somewhere at least half private. Just past the urinals there was a couple of large bins. She decided to go there. Quickly! She almost lost it then, and trickled again briefly through her knickers, and felt  a little run of drips running down her leg..
    She hurried away, clutching her groin. She noticed a couple of girls squatting in the corner of the urinal enclosure, They too were pissing on the ground, with men standing either side of them, pissing on the fence. She wondered if ever she might dare do that, watching the men pee while she herself took a tinkle. So many peeing in public!
    She got to the bins. There were girls there already, squatting behind them. Others waiting even. And while she dithered about what to do, two girls hitched up their skirts, pulled down their knickers, and crouched, to piss on the ground in front of them. Her own situation was getting worse. The pressure from within was not constant. It came in waves. Another came and she had to go with it. She had to let a little more leak out. And then she realised she could not stop weeing. It was only a gentle trickle, but she could feel it hissing softly into her knickers, a tiny hot dribble running down her thighs. Behind the bins stretched a high, flat, green-painted wooded fence. There were blokes standing against it in several places, pissing on it.
    It would do. It would have to. There was nowhere else. And she found herself in front of the fence. She turned, held her skirt, wondering whether to lift it, unsure what to do next. She had no choice. She was still leaking, gently wetting herself. Another pressure wave, quicker and more urgent than the last demanded that she let more out. Zoe afterwards couldn’t say whether she had decided to make herself comfortable by releasing her pee a little faster, or whether she had just lost the ability to hold it even to a trickle. Anyway, she decided to let a little out properly. She hitched up her skirt, and leaned back, feeling the cool wood of the fence against the cheeks of her bum. At the same time, she gave in to her need, and stopped trying to contain her water.
    Immediately she found herself pissing hard into her knickers. She could not stop herself from pushing. With a shock, she realised that she was now uncontrollably going to the toilet, fully dressed, in public. She heard a splattering sound below her, felt hot splashes on the back of her ankles and the back of her calves. It was a new experience for her; she didn't know what she should be doing. Her hands were still on her hips, as if she were about to pull down her underwear, but she couldn't move. She felt hot liquid swirling inside her knickers, and tickles running down the back of her thighs.  She could even hear the hissing noise as she pissed.   Without thinking about it, she slightly parted her legs to keep dry.
    Zoe knew she had lost control of her bladder. She realised she had no chance of ending her urination before she had released much more of her pee. She regained enough composure to think about what to do. She looked around. Two girls were beside her to the right, squatting in front of the fence, peeing next to her. Another, to her left, was just pushing down her jeans, and dropping to a crouch, also urinating. Beyond them, on both sides, there were men standing, cocks out, spraying the fence. Those nearest to her were looking at the other girls pissing, not at her. She decided there was now no point in undressing any further. She was wetting her knickers, and that was not going to get any worse.
    She relaxed a little. She moved her hands down to her knees, so she would not look as if she were about to pull her pants down. Another girl stood in front of her, turned to face the crowd, parted her feet, and started to piss on the grass. Zoe wondered if she too was wetting herself, or if she was naked under her short denim skirt. Zoe also wondered if her own stream was flickering and sparkling in the light in the same way. She guessed it was, she was still peeing as hard as she could, and she imagined that most of the flow was squirting straight through the thin cotton between her legs. She looked down, and watched herself pouring into the frothy puddle in the grass between her feet for a while, then she looked around again, thinking she didn't want to look as if she was staring at the exposed cocks close by.
    Zoe now felt the pressure inside her slacken. She wondered if she might be able to take back control and stop peeing. She decided not to try. She just kept on peeing on the ground, straight through her knickers. The two girls on her right had now finished, and were adjusting their clothing. Zoe felt her own stream weaken and begin to fade. So she decided to carry on until she was completely empty. Now she was deliberately wetting herself. She pushed and felt the flow strengthen again. Another girl was filling the empty space on her right, clumsily pushing down her leggings, then squatting as she began gently hosing the damp grass with another warm rush of pee.
    Meanwhile Zoe had now emptied almost all of her pee on to the ground. With a couple of last squirts, and a short final trickle, she finished wetting her knickers. She waited a moment or two, for the drips to stop falling from her soaked cotton underwear, then reached behind and pushed herself up from the fence. She brushed down the back of her dress, and walked away to merge back into the crowd.
    She did wet herself again that evening. She found herself bursting for a pee when the main band had left the stage, but before they returned for their encore. She had a good position, and did not want to leave, yet was sure that she would not be able to hold it, if she waited for the end of the performance, then pushed her way through the crowd to queue for an evil-smelling chemical toilet. So, she thought, she had the choice of missing the band, or pissing somewhere in public view, or she would wet herself again. Put like that, she thought, wetting herself seemed the best idea.
    So she kicked off her shoes, put her feet together – she didn't want to create a waterfall – and tried to pee down her leg. Although she badly needed to piss, it took a lot of concentration before she could make herself start to urinate in her knickers, standing, fully clothed, in the middle of a crowd of strangers. She leaned slightly, to try to keep her right leg dry. At last she got going, and felt her hot pee swirling inside her knickers, and pouring down the back of her left leg. It felt wrong, and she felt her face glowing with self-consciousness. She wriggled her bare toes as the warm puddle spread around her feet. She smiled to herself, as she was sure nobody would realise she was relieving herself in public.
    She didn't know she had been seen. Tom was standing right behind her. Early on he'd noticed her trim figure. He thought she looked cute. And then, as he watched her jiggling, he thought he might be seeing her pee-dance. He was convinced she had a full bladder, and needed to find somewhere to pee very soon, just from watching her body language. He noticed her remove her shoes, and then go very still. He couldn't quite believe that she was trying to command the release of her pee right where she stood in front of him, but guessed that might be what she was doing. He watched for any clues, any fiddling with underwear, but she kept her arms crossed.
    And then he noticed the shiny wetness running down her leg, and pooling around her feet. She was pissing in her skirt! He pretended that his shoe lace needed attention, and crouched down. The bottom hem of her denim skirt was at his eye level, and he could see clear liquid pouring down her leg, running over the surface of her smooth skin. He reached out and touched the warm puddle spreading through the grass. There was no doubt. He was watching a pretty young woman pissing down her legs. He wondered whether she was naked under her skirt, or whether she was wetting herself. She was cool and casual about it, no doubt. Clearly she had decided on that as the time and place to wee, and she must have done it before – perhaps an accidental desperate wetting? – to be so unflustered now.
    He watched her until she had finished, and slipped back into her shoes. She now looked much more relaxed. He decided to introduce himself to her. He'd like to get to know her better, and she looked like she might be good company for the rest of the festival.
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    i like wet bikinis reacted to d418 in Beach pee   
    I like peeing in the sea, too. Standing waist-deep in the water, and letting loose in my shorts, feels really naughty, yet also very liberating.
    I did once manage to get myself so desperate that I was able to let loose while I was still walking into the sea, just before it came up to my shorts. I was out of view of any nearby people, so was able to do this without being seen.
    When I was a kid, I even occasionally peed in my trunks on the beach, if they were still soaking wet from being in the sea.
    I think my fascination with peeing and wetting, and particularly with beach / sea wetting, came from an incident I saw once, when I was a kid. A girl, a few years younger than me, had just come out of the sea, and was standing completely naked by her mum, not far from where I was sitting. Her mum took hold of her hand and pulled her closer, and as the girl took a step forward, she wet herself. She just stood there, with one foot in front of the other, while her pee spurted onto the sand, until she had emptied her bladder. It was her leg furthest from me which was forward, so I saw the whole wetting very clearly. From that moment onwards, I had a fascination with female peeing and female wetting, and used to watch for any other girls wetting on the beach. I think I saw one or two others, including swimsuit wettings, but none of the others are as clear in my memory as that first one. It was the first, and so far only, occasion when I witnessed first hand a naked female wetting.
    There is one other incident, much more recently, and much more discreet, which compares with this one. On a beach in Spain, a few years ago, I overheard an attractive woman in a bikini tell her female companion, “I really need to go” before heading straight for the sea. I’m convinced that she was going to wet herself in the sea - especially since she kept going in every hour or so, and never used the nearby toilets once.
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    i like wet bikinis reacted to Stanley79 in Beach pee   
    As a teen and twenty-something my omo cousin regularly peed while standing or even squat peeing with bottom just in the Pacific.  She sometimes did these pees while standing right next to me.  When too cold for the ocean, she'd slide back on a beach log to hide her stream.  As long as she hid her stream, she liked boys giving her that, "You're peeing aren't you?" look.
    YouTube has had a couple clips of ladies demonstrating sand pees.  A couple of them dig a rut.  Kneel with one leg each side of the rut.  Sit on their heels with "that area" above the rut.  Maybe twenty seconds later they stand showing the wet in the rut.  Using one foot they recover the rut.
    But then I enjoy recounting such as, "Bladder pressure approached emergency release.  So I used my plan B which goes like. . ."
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    i like wet bikinis reacted to Roze in Small Tribute: Girl peeing through swimsuit (edit)   
    Hi,
    I am unhealthily infatuated with girls peeing through leotards and other tight clothings, and just now I found some images of a girl peeing and the same girl in a swimsuit, so I thought I'd make an attempt at superimposing these two. And since I don't contribute much, I thought I'd just drop it here for people who might appreciate it.

     
    Happy New Year everyone!
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    i like wet bikinis reacted to peeprincessx in A wetting I witnessed   
    Hey guys, just completed my first hold ever! So I thought I'd share an experience I witnessed tonight that almost made me lose control (but also excited me a little) 
    I was going out to a club where one of my favourite local bands were playing, my friends and I were drinking, dancing and having a good time (all the drinking definitely led to a few leaks on my part but my panties dried fairly quickly) 
    My friends needed to use the bathroom and so I went with them, with no intention of using the toilet, as tonight my toilet was my panties... Anyway, there was two stalls in the bathroom and my friends each took one in order to do their Business. Just as they locked the doors a girl came bursting through the door looking absolutely desperate, it was clear she was very drunk so I felt a bit bad for her but she was still able to walk and talk so she wasn't overly intoxicated. She clearly needed the toilet very badly as she was whining and grabbing at her crotch which was covered by a very short, silk leopard print dress. 
    She asked the girls to hurry but in their drunken state they were struggling to move quickly, she watched me as I stood, when finally she gasped and pee started trickling down her legs. She didn't want to get her shoes or dress wet so she just squared down and started peeing over the bathroom floor, it was a very strong stream that lasted at least a minute and a half, it was clear she was desperate.
    She apologized to me throughout her accident as well as after as she was so humiliated, but I told her it was okay and that it happens to the best of us. Eventually my friends came out of the stall and she went to clean up. 
    Thought I'd share, hope you enjoyed!! It definitely made me feel a little bad for being excited by it, but seeing her have an accident almost made me want to squat down next to her and have an accident of my own, but I stayed in control (with VERY wet panties) 
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    i like wet bikinis reacted to bobwells55 in Housemates Hold It Contest   
    The Girls 
    Blayse, 21 brunette, c cups, fully shaved. The crazy chance taker of the group 
    Bri, 21, blonde, c cups, fully shaved. Blayse Twin sister. College cheerleader 
    Lizzie, Brunette, 20, c cups, fully shaved. Arts major and aspiring model 
    Kaya, brunette, 20, b cups, trimmed, the hippie stoner of the group with a tendency to date shady guys 
    Hallie, blonde, 24, Double Ds, shaved, mom of one back at school for management 
    Devin, 21, Brunette, Ds, Shaved, speech major who works at the local college Bar 
    Mary, 22, red head, Ds, shaved, nursing major is the wildest partier of the group with a tendency to have accidents when she drinks too much
    Gabi, 21, Bs, fully shaved, business major tall for a girl and on college cross country team 
    Laurie, 22, Double Ds, fully shaved, public relations major prone to laugh wetting 
    Trish, 44, Ds, Lansing strip, the “house mom” who owns the property and lives at the house was a successful model in 90s. It’s her idea 
     
    The girls all piled in to the massive living room of the three story house and took a seat. Beneath them, they noticed a bucket full of 4 beers, 4 waters, and a cup of coffee. 
    “What is this for Trish? And why did you have us get dressed for the day?” Asked Bri. She was wearing a white tee shirt and a pair of grey leggings 
    “Yeah I’m confused” her sister added, wear a black tee shirt and grey leggings. 
    Trish began to explain. “As you know, I have owned this house for close to 10 years. And every year, there is a huge fight over who gets what room. That is not the foot I want us to get off on. So I have came up with a way to decide who gets what room fair and square”
     
    “How?” Hallie asked, in her white belly shirt and jeans 
     
    Trish continues “you’ll notice at your feet a bucket full of liquids and a cup of coffee fresh off the pot. I can see you are all sipping on your coffee already. Next, I will be asking you to chug 2 waters. Drink 2 beers. Then two more waters”
     
    “And the other two beers?” Devin asked 
     
    Trish answered, “those are for at the end. If you make it that far”
     
    Lauren looked confused in he white halter top and tan Capri pants “what do you mean if we last”
     
    A twisted smile came over Trish’s face “I hope you all had time to use the bathroom this morning. Because we are going to hold it to see who gets which room. The last one standing... wins”
     
    Gabi looked disgusted she was wearing jean shorts and a green shirt “I’m not doing that”
     
    “Then it looks like you will be sleeping in the room beneath the staircase. A pretty cramped area for a girl like you” 
     
    “I need a room big enough for my daughters crib for when she visits” Hallie said 
     
    “Then you’d better hope you can tighten those bladder muscles” Trish answered. She continued “and just to be fair... I will be joining you” Trish said, cracking open a water bottle and guzzling it down. She was in white shorts and a shirt with lots of cleavage to show off her chest. “Let’s begin”
     
    40 minutes in, all the girls were still left, and now down to their 4th! Water bottle. Laurie was in the worst shape, her legs bouncing up and down. 
    “I have an idea of how to pass time” said Blaise with a mischievous grin “let’s tell about the last time we had to pee this bad”
    “Please can we not?” Gabby asked, as she was likely in the second worst shape behind Laurie 
    “Last weekend!” Said Mary with a laugh. She was wearing a grey pair of sweatpants. Her favorite casual look “I was out with my nursing friends. I didn’t even realize I had to pee until the walk home. Then I was so drunk I was just like fuck it. Pissed ma jeans right on the sidewalk”
    “Oh my god” Bri said laughing. “Yeah,” Mary said “I woke up and my pants were just in the bathtub and my underwear was still on. I slept in my wet ass thong!”  
    “Mine was last year. During one of the home basketball games” Bri admitted “I had to go so so bad and my friend Karli kept making me laugh. I started leaking real bad from laughing and during a timeout I had to run to the bathroom in the tunnel and didn’t make it” she admitted blushed and smiling. “I got in there, into the stall and by the time I closed the door the gates had opened there was no turning back. I just pissed myself. Blayse has to bring me new spanks and tights” 
    “Because I’m the best big sister” Blayse said. “Mine was on Kayas Birthday. I don’t remember but according to Bri when we got out of the Uber I just stood on the porch and pissed myself” she laughed. 
    Kaya, wearing light colored jeans, chimed in. “That was also mine. I peed my bed that night” she giggled. 
    Lizzie was wearing tan leggings and a tight shirt “a few years ago, I was like 18 I think, I was doing a shoot for my modeling. It was taking forever and I really had to go. The photographer kept wanting different shots and different poses in this light or that light. I asked if I could take a 5 minute break but my manager said we were on a tight schedule and I was almost done. Well at the end I started leaking. I told my manager but she just said we only had 2 more and they’d edit it out if I couldn’t manage to hold it. Well, after the last photo I just froze. And all of a sudden my jeans were soaked and I was standing in a puddle. My boyfriend had to come pick me up I was mortified”
    “Wait until you have kids” Hallie said “the other day I sneezed and pissed all over myself” 
    “What about you, Laurie?” Trish asked 
    Laurie blushes hard as she stood up “uhhh right now. I can’t do this” she said. Suddenly a dark wet spot slowly but surly appeared on the crotch of her pants. Quickly it spread to the back of her pants, soaking her ass before running down her legs forming a large puddle on the ground. After about a minute plus, she stopped, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked down at the damage 
    “Laurie, you have last pick” Trish said “please step forward and remove your pants and underwear and lay them down. This is how we will keep track” 
    Laurie gingerly waddled over in front of Trish and stripped off her tan Capri pants, revealing her orange booty shorts soaked front to back. She removed those too. Trish watched intently. Focusing on the wet piss still glistening on her pussy and legs. But that was interrupted. 
     
    “Oh fuck. Uh oh. I can’t hold it” Gabi shouted. She stood up to run to the bathroom, but soon stopped dead in her tracks. Her hands were tucked in her crotch, but she slowly removed them as her tiny jean shorts grew darker and darker. Kaya watched as the piss ran down Gabi’s legs, darkened her cute little butt and changed the color of her pants. 
    “This is not helping” Kaya laughed as she shifted her legs. 
    “Well, you know the rules Gabi. You will pick second to last”
    Gabi blushed as she removed her pants and light blue panties at the same time. Her bald pussy soaked in her own piss. Urine dripping of her firm tight butt cheeks. She walked over to Trish, laid her shorts and undies next to Laurie’s, and scurried away. 
    “This is kinda fun!!” Said Devin, the dark haired bartender with a lower back tattoo. 
    “We should do this again” Blayse said, shoving her hands into her crotch. 
    “This is fun for you? I’ve never had to piss this bad in my life!” Hallie said 
     
    Ten minutes passed before attention shifted to Kaya. 
    “Oh fuck. I’m losing it.” 
    Remaining seated, kaya spread her legs and let nature take its course. She released a strong torrent of piss that pooled in her lap, flooded over the side of the chair and ran down to create yet another large puddle on the tarp laid out in the ground. Kaya stood up, exposing the full extent of just how soaked she was 
    “That was gross. But I feel so much better. I should have just gone pee right after Laurie” Kaya peeled off her light colored jeans, she had on white panties and you could see the outline of her neatly trimmed bush. She removed those too and laid them in front of Trish. 
    “Have fun!” She said before scurrying away 
    Trish looked at the girls who were left. Devin, Blaise, Lizz, Bri and Hallie. 
    “Come closer. Move your chairs closer to me” the house mom ordered. The girls obeyed. Except for Devin, the bartender and sexy Asian. She began, but quickly sat back down. 
    “Devin” Trish said with a smirk “whats the matter?”
    “I literally can’t stand up” Devin giggled. “I have to pee so bad if I stand up I’m gonna pee my pants” 
    “Sounds like you are out of options, dear”
    “Shit you’re right” she said “well, I might as well enjoy the relief!” 
    Dressed in a black crop top and grey leggings, Devin spread her legs, and released. She breathed a sigh of relief as the warm piss pooled in her lap and in the chair as it ran to her thighs, down her legs and onto the floor. Before finishing she stood up and turned around, her ass thoroughly soaked. 
    “Wow. That felt amazing” Devin announced with a smile. Standing in a puddle and soaked in her own piss, she began to recount a story. “I did piss myself on accident like a few weeks ago” Devin confessed. He D cup breasts begging to escape her tight top. “I was at work and it was just me and Anthony. We were slammed! Literally the most crowded I’d seen it. I had to pee so bad but then we got so busy that I forgot! I was like doin the pee dance behind the bar. Then as I was taking an order... I just couldn’t wait” she giggled “all of a sudden the dam had broken and it just came gushing out of me. Like underwear, pants, socks, everything. I tried to put a towel in my crotch to act as a diaper but it didn’t do shit! But I was wearing black leggings so no one could even tell” 
    Devin stripped off her tight grey leggings and he little black G string. She ran her hand across he smooth, bald pussy, both it and her legs still glistening from the wetness of her own pee. She laid her pants down next to the other pairs of pee filled pants. 
    “That was exciting. I’m going to go play with Frenchie!” She told them other girls. Frenchie was her dildo 
     
    That left Blaise, Bri, Lizzie, Hallie, and Trish. 
     
    “Ok girls. You’ve made it this far. Time to turn things up a bit. I’m front of you is two beers. Please grab one, open it, and begin drinking it”
     
    “I don’t think I have anywhere to put it!” Lizzie exclaimed. 
     
    “Yeah this is gonna be painful” Bri echoes
     
    As the girls began to drink. Soon, they were close to finishing their first. 
    “So when was the last time you wet yourself, Trish?”
     
    Trish smiled and crossed her legs as she took a sip of her beer. 
     
    “Well, last year, my boyfriend thought it would be hilarious to lock me out of the house when I really REALLY had to pee. He didn’t think I was serious. Thought I was exaggerating... until I wet my pants. Then he finally let me in” 
     
    Bri tapped her foot and gathered focus on something other than her bladder long enough to chime in “my boyfriend tickled me once until I peed my pants”
     
    “Actually” Trish began as she finished her beer “that was the second to last time I wet my pants” 
     
    She uncrossed her legs and smiled in relief. 
     
    “Trish you are out!” Lizz spoke up. 
     
    “Yep” she acknowledged “I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed the relief. Continue with the game girls. I will still be the judge”
     
    Trish remained in her wet white shorts as the 4 remaining contestants, Bri, Blaise, Hallie and Lizz, all struggled desperately not to join her. 
     
     
    “Uh oh!” Lizzie suddenly whispered. 
     
    “Yep” she said, confirm with herself she could hold it no longer. She stood up as he pee drenched her tan leggings and socks. Forming a massive puddle on the ground. However, soon distraction was diverted. 
    “Shit” Blaise said as she stood up and turned facing away 
    “Wow that feels hot” she said as she stood with her legs apart as her warm piss soaked her tight little ass and ran down her legs forming a puddle at her feet. 
     
    “I’m still going” Blaise informed as her stream slowed to a trickle. 
     
    Both Lizzie and Blaise took off their soaking wet pants and panties and walked to lay theirs in line next to Trish, their hairless pussies glistening from the wetness of their own piss. They stripped naked, exposing their breast along with their butts and pussies and walked off to take a shower.  
     
    So there they were, the last two, Bri the cheerleader, and Hallie, the young MILF. Trish could tell this contest wouldn’t last much longer. 
    “How are we feeling?” Trish asked. 
    “Full to the BRIM!” Bri responded
    “Like I have a 10 pound rock sitting on my bladder” Hallie informed. 
     
    Both girls sat, more squirmed, as they struggled to finish their last beer. Bri stood up and was pacing around. Hallie remained seated. Biting her lip, jamming her hands into her crotch and crossing her legs as tightly as she could. 
     
    “This is bad.” Bri said “I’m not going to be able to hang on much longer!”
     
    “I literally feel like my eyes are floating” Hallie said, struggling to get the words out. 
     
    Then, Trish got an idea 
     
    “You girls would probably hate it if I made you watch me” she said standing up
     
    “Watch what?” Bri asked, hands jammed into her crotch as she shifted foot to foot
     
    “Re-wet my little shorts!” Trish said, as another solid stream shot out of her already white shorts, making them transparent enough for the girls to see her little landing strip “it feels so good” she teased 
     
    “Uh oh. Oh no. Fuck. Shit” Bri said as she began to lose control into her little grey thong and leggings “Hallie, looks like you win” she informed as the floodgates opened up. In a matter of minutes. Her tights were thoroughly soaked! Running up her ass and down her legs, eventually soaking all the way around her left pants leg. “I can’t lie. This feels amazing”
     
    As Bri finished wetting her leggings, Hallie shot up and made a mad dash to the bathroom. Though when she arrived, to her horror, she found it was locked.
    “What the fuck open up!” She shouted 
     
    “We are in here!” Blaise responded
     
    “Yeah go away we are in the shower” Lizzie barked. 
     
    Hallie could feel herself starting to leak. She didn’t have time to wait around. With a hand jammed into her pussy she ran for the upstairs bathroom, hoping to get there in time. But as she reached the first step, she froze, knowing she had lost the battle
    “Oh no!” She shouted. “Fuck I couldn’t hold it” she stood there as if unable to move for a good 90 seconds as her bladder emptied into her underwear and down her pants. Hallie stripped off her white Capri pants and red underwear and through them immediately into the dryer. “Fuck” she murmured as she ran her hand across her smooth pussy. 
     
    “Can someone bring me the mop?” 
     
    “That was actually really fun” a now fully naked Bri stated. “We should do it again some time”
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    i like wet bikinis reacted to gus74 in Bikini / Swimsuit wetting   
    A few clips I cut from GIGA GRZ videos (holding contests) in bikinis and swimsuit
    https://www.omorashi.org/files/file/6199-some-giga-grz-swimsuit-wetting-clips/
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    i like wet bikinis got a reaction from Sindar in people working in a bar or in big festivals?   
    I go to many music festivals.  I have often seen women peeing in public at them.  But I have seen only a few wetting themselves (but all very recently).
    The first was in broad daylight.  There was a long queue for the toilets when a band finished on the main stage.  Near the queue a woman in dark green romper shorts knelt in the grass, with her back to a fence, while she peed herself.  She had her hands between her legs, front and back, to try to pull aside.  But the dark damp patch showed when she stood up and walked away.

    Another was very drunk when she sat in the grass, legs straight in front of her, and pissed through her knickers and the seat of her denim skirt.  There was still a puddle in her skirt which poured out when she stood up.

    Another went to the fence with her boyfriend when it was dark.  She watched with great interest as he stood, pissing through the chain-link fence.  Then it was his turn.  She turned so she had her back to the fence, parted her legs and pulled her skirt up to her waist.  He watched her intently as she pissed through her black and white knickers.  When she finished she shook herself dry, dropped her skirt back and they kissed before walking away, hand in hand.

     
    I saw another couple together.  She was very shy and very desperate.  He took her into a dark spot in front of a fence.  She squatted low and he squatted next to her, for support (she was leaning on him, as well as the emotional support).  She started to slide her denim skirt up so she could pull her knickers down, but she felt too exposed.  And then it was too late.  She stated leaking and the leak turned into an unstoppable rush of pee pouring through her knickers and skirt.

    The last one was in a group of three.   Each took in in turn to squat and piss in the grass in front of the fence.  Except for the third.  She leant back against a fence post in a sort of sitting position, and slid the back of her skirt up.  She didn't want to expose herself, so just pissed straight through her knickers; a slivery stream falling into the grass between her heels.  As she straightened up I glimpsed the side of her knickers, so I know she wore them and didn't pull them down or aside.  She certainly wet herself deliberately.

    (Pictures illustrate clothing only!)
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    i like wet bikinis reacted to James311 in Mass wettings   
    I have been just a lurker for quite a long time but have been witness to a few wettings recently after never seeing one my entire life so I thought I would share the most unusual one 
    for those of you that are North American sports fans, you may be aware that the Toronto Raptors won their first NBA ( national basketball champion chip) this past season. After a champion chip,  the city put on a parade to celebrate the victory so I thought it would be fun to play Hooky from work and go to check it out.  That is where it got interesting
    Basically the city didn’t expect to win so they clearly through the event together at the last minute as there were no portapotties.  This would have been ok, except it took 7-8 hours for the parade to reach the city hall square for the presentation instead of the 2 hours planned.  To make matters worse 2 million people showed up so everyone was jammed in and it almost impossible to move even 10 feet.  Finally, many people added to the festivities by bringing multiple beers and other drinks 
    basically, this became the perfect storm for a legendary mass wetting that I think is unprecedented on this board to my knowledge 
    Literally hundreds of people had accidents that day.  Most of the ones I witnessed were after maths   But I did see one really hot girl standing in front of me in the crowd as streaks starting crawling down her pant leg and out of her jeans leaving a puddle at her feet. Another girl ( not as attractive) was sitting on a the steps of a building covering her crotch with her bag as liquid came out from under her and crawled down the steps. 
     
    those are the only too I witnessed and 2 after maths ( but one was a child so not sexy) but that is 2 more then my entire life up to that point 
    I know there are a lot of stories on here that seem to good to be true to say it politely so, if you don’t believe me look on the internet as there are countless articles referring to the wettings. 
    i hope you all enjoyed my first post. 
     
     
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    i like wet bikinis got a reaction from knarf11 in people working in a bar or in big festivals?   
    I go to many music festivals.  I have often seen women peeing in public at them.  But I have seen only a few wetting themselves (but all very recently).
    The first was in broad daylight.  There was a long queue for the toilets when a band finished on the main stage.  Near the queue a woman in dark green romper shorts knelt in the grass, with her back to a fence, while she peed herself.  She had her hands between her legs, front and back, to try to pull aside.  But the dark damp patch showed when she stood up and walked away.

    Another was very drunk when she sat in the grass, legs straight in front of her, and pissed through her knickers and the seat of her denim skirt.  There was still a puddle in her skirt which poured out when she stood up.

    Another went to the fence with her boyfriend when it was dark.  She watched with great interest as he stood, pissing through the chain-link fence.  Then it was his turn.  She turned so she had her back to the fence, parted her legs and pulled her skirt up to her waist.  He watched her intently as she pissed through her black and white knickers.  When she finished she shook herself dry, dropped her skirt back and they kissed before walking away, hand in hand.

     
    I saw another couple together.  She was very shy and very desperate.  He took her into a dark spot in front of a fence.  She squatted low and he squatted next to her, for support (she was leaning on him, as well as the emotional support).  She started to slide her denim skirt up so she could pull her knickers down, but she felt too exposed.  And then it was too late.  She stated leaking and the leak turned into an unstoppable rush of pee pouring through her knickers and skirt.

    The last one was in a group of three.   Each took in in turn to squat and piss in the grass in front of the fence.  Except for the third.  She leant back against a fence post in a sort of sitting position, and slid the back of her skirt up.  She didn't want to expose herself, so just pissed straight through her knickers; a slivery stream falling into the grass between her heels.  As she straightened up I glimpsed the side of her knickers, so I know she wore them and didn't pull them down or aside.  She certainly wet herself deliberately.

    (Pictures illustrate clothing only!)
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    i like wet bikinis reacted to stinklerus in The night I saved a girl from an accident   
    This true story is about the time I actually helped a girl avoid what would have otherwise been a definite wetting accident. 
    When we were at university a bunch of us from the same rural area used to meet up on Friday and Saturday evenings. There was a mixed group of males and females, but despite this there was very little in the way of romance within the group. The males tended to stay together and the girls kept together too, but the whole group tended to move as one from place to place. We had our favourite pub where we all met and spent some time, before either heading to the university union or perhaps to a party somewhere. We seemed to be quite partial to going to parties, as back then the pubs closed relatively early and a party gave us somewhere to go and spend more time having a good time in general.
    On the evening in question we were in the pub as usual, when one of the lads in the group announced that he had overheard mention of a party later. He seemed quite pleased with himself as he had managed to overhear the address as well as the fact a party was to take place. So, after closing time, most of us set off to head to the address he had noted. We took a bus, although the street wasn’t particularly far away, and were there within fifteen minutes.
    We headed off down the street to the flat number that had been mention, only to find no evidence of a party at all. The whole house was in darkness and there was no sign of the usual coming and going normally associated with a student party. We got hold of the guy who had picked up the information and quizzed him as to whether he was sure he had the right address. He was adamant about the street name, but admitted he could be wrong about the actual house number, so we spread out and checked along the street in both directions for any more hopeful signs of some activity. 
    After a thorough check we regrouped and started debating what to do. The street was deserted apart form our group and there had been no sign of a party anywhere at all. I wasn’t particularly bothered either way by this time and if there was no party to be found I would quite happily have headed home. I therefore stood a bit apart from the others whilst they were deliberating what to do. It was at this point that I noticed one of the girls standing well away from the others. The street had houses along one side and a high wall along the other, separating it from a railway line. She was standing at the wall and seemed to be looking around her as if she was wanting to go somewhere. I watched for a bit and then it dawned on me that she might actually be needing a toilet, and that I really needed to watch her more closely.
    Her name was Ann and I knew her vaguely through a mutual friend back home. I knew she was from a farm and was quite a reserved and relatively shy person. She was reasonably tall and had a good firm figure and although she was quite plain looking she was pleasant enough. I had hardly ever spoken directly with her, just having communicated with her as part of the group. That evening she was wearing jeans and a tee shirt with a jumper on top, but no jacket. The latter fact made me wonder if she was just feeling cold, but then, as I watched her, she gave a little curtsey and held herself between her legs with one hand. All this was done discreetly, and I am pretty sure I was the only one who saw it, for the rest of the group were still deep in discussion. She was still glancing around and, when she saw me, she quickly let go of herself and turned away. She was having difficulty standing still though, and kept moving from foot to foot and bobbing up and down. I knew she attended a college at the other side of town, so wouldn’t know the area we were in very well, although it was close to where I attended uni. I knew that there were no toilets anywhere close by, so she was definitely out of luck as far as that was concerned.
    After watching her squirm around fro a few more minutes I decided to go and talk to her. The others didn’t seem to have noticed our absence and were still arguing about what to do next.
    As I approached her, she was looking away and muttering to herself. As I got a little closer I heard her say “If I don’t find one soon it will be too late! Oh! What can I do? I’m absolutely bursting!” Hearing her say that fully confirmed my suspicions, but I didn’t let her know that I had heard, but instead I asked if she was ok or was she feeling cold. She turned towards me when I spoke and I could see the stress in her face and also hear it in her voice when she spoke. She basically whimpered that she was bursting for a pee and had been needing since shortly after leaving the pub. She then asked if there were any toilets nearby, to which I had to reply that there were none that I knew of. I told her that as far as I knew the nearest was back near the pub, but it would be closed now. Just then a wave of pressure must have hit her, as she bit her lip and crossed her legs tightly. Then she looked at me pleadingly and asked what was she to do, as she was absolutely desperate and didn’t know how much longer she could wait.
    At this I first thought about going over to get one of the other girls to help her, but then realised that doing that might only add to her predicament. As it was I seemed to be the only person aware of it and even if she did wet herself, then nobody else would find out as we would quietly slip off on our own and get her home. I looked around the street, but there were only houses and the high wall. There were no parked cars that she could squat behind of any other handy places. My thoughts were then interrupted by a gasp from Ann. I looked back at her and she was almost bent double, with both hands jammed hard into her crotch and her legs twisted tightly together. I thought to myself that it was going to be too late for any form of action, and that she was already wetting herself, but the expected flood never came and she eventually stood up again, but still held herself tightly and squirmed harder than ever. 
    Now I was in a real predicament. Much as I love desperation and had always wanted to see a woman accidentally wet herself, there was something about her situation that made me want to help. I certainly didn’t want any of the others to mock her if she had an accident as she was too sweet and innocent for that.
    I asked her if she was ok, or if she had already done it, to which she shook her head and muttered “No, but I can’t wait any longer! I’m about to wet myself! I’m peeing my knickers!”
    With that she started to cry. I told her to hold on and grabbed her free hand. I told her that I was needing too and pulled her towards the end of the house we had been standing outside. At the end of the house there was a path and a high boundary wall. Towards the back of the house the path looked quite dark and well hidden from the street. I dragged her along into the gap and pushed her towards the back of the house along the path, whispering to her to go there and promising that I wouldn’t look but would keep watch. She gladly took the hint and had her jeans undone and ready as she hobbled into the relative darkness. She stopped abruptly and whipped her jeans and knickers down in one swift movement, releasing a torrent of pee as she did so. She was going hard before she even got settled into a squat and I wondered if she had made it or had she wet herself a bit. To keep up my pretence I stood facing the wall and went through the motions of having a pee, although to be quite honest, if I had been able to pee it would have gone straight over the wall, I was so aroused by what I had witnessed.
    When she had eventually finished and was dressed again, she came up to me and took my hand. She then whispered her thanks to me and said let’s go and forget about the others. So we set off together back to her hall of residence. On the way she thanked me again and said if I hadn’t taken her when In did that she would definitely have gone in her knickers. As it was she said she had barely got them down before she started peeing and a delay of seconds would have been disaster. Once we got close to her halls we had a kiss and cuddle in the bushes. I managed to get a hand inside her jeans and could feel her knickers were damp, but of course there could have been a totally different reason for that by then!  We went out together fro a few nights but our studies eventually got in the way and we stopped. The event was never mentioned again, but I still have fond memories of it and wonder where she would have gone to wet herself if I hadn’t taken charge.
     
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    i like wet bikinis reacted to bobwells55 in Girls Night Out   
    A few months ago, on a Friday night, I was taking it easy because I had to work in the morning. So my girlfriend Maddie asked me if I minded DDing for her and her friends. Dropping them off at the bar and then picking them up. Of course, I told her I would. Now, I did this for two reasons. One, because I love her and two, because she had very very attractive friends. They arrived at our house. Maddie told them they could sleep here and drive home in the morning. Now, we had gone out plenty of times together. I had DD’d for them plenty of times. Nothing out of the ordinary ever happened, but as I would soon find out, tonight was not to be a night for the ordinary. 
     
    The girls all arrived at our place. 5 of them in all, including Maddie. There was Caitlyn, a 25 year old teacher, engaged to a very lucky man. She was a blonde, and gorgeous. She had D cups and a tight body. Caitlyn was wearing a pair of light jeans and a white shirt that showed off her chest. She could have been a Playboy Bunny with her looks. There was Brittney, another blonde, she was 24, worked at the local DMV. She was single and had a perfect ass  she was wearing heals and a pair of sexy white capris. Next was Adriana who was 23. A taller brunette from a rich family. She had the biggest boobs of all the girls, working in sales at her dads successful electronic supplies and repairs company. She was wearing flats, a pair of tight light blue jeans and a white strapless top, I also noticed she had on a pink G string. Finally there was Malyssa, a 25 year old red head, she was a cutie. She worked as a nurse. She was married and had a little daughter. She was wearing a red romper and sexy high heels. For what it’s worth, Maddie, my girl, is a brunette who was 26. Maddie had C cups and an ass that I loved. Big, but not too big, and tan skin. She also worked as a nurse. 
     
    I dropped them off and a little before bar close, they call me for a ride. The drive from the bar to our house is about 25 minutes. I arrived and they all climbed in, including a 6th girl, Gaby, one of Maddie’s work friends. 
    “Gaby needs a ride. She’s going to sleep at the house” she told me. 
    “Uh ok” I responded. I was running out of room in the car but Maddie is the boss. I didn’t know much about Gaby besides that she was a nurse and she was hot. Of Asian complexion too. She was wearing a sexy skirt. I caught a glimpse of her yellow panties as she climbed in the car. We made small talk for a few minutes. Then Adriana spoke up. 
    “I spent the entire end of the night flirting with that guy. I got his number but oh my god I have to piss like crazy”
    “Me too” Caitlyn said, emphasizing that her hands were placed tightly on her crotch for that reason. 
    “I only peed once all night because of this stupid romper” she said “now I’m paying the price”
     
    “Yeah babe hurry up or I’m gonna wet the car” Maddie said 
     
    “Does everyone have to go?” I asked 
     
    Pretty much, they all concurred. “With my small ass bladder I always have to pee” Gaby announced 
     
    “Well I will do my best ladies” I assured 
     
    About 10 minutes later, we were almost home. “Oh my gosh” Caitlyn said “my eyes are watering” 
     
    “I pissed the bed the night of Malyssa’s wedding” Adriana said “I had a guy with me too. That sucked”
     
    “I peed my pants like a month ago at my sister in laws bachelorette party” Caitlyn said “this is worse”
     
    “I did at work like less than a year ago, remember that Gab?” Said Maddie. “This one had to bring me new pants like I was a kid at school” she said, referring to me and laughing
     
    “None of you have had kids. Wait until your 6 months pregnant. I peed myself weekly” Malyssa said 
     
    “We need to stop talking about it because I’m barely holding on” Brittney announced to the group. 
     
    “Almost home” I told them. But then, I saw the unmistakable light of a police car. 
    “Oh fuck” said Brittney. 
     
    The officer approached my car “Good evening sir. Can I just see your license?” I complied. “We have been getting complaints of speed and possibly intoxicated drivers on this road tonight. Just making sure this car had a sober driver” 
     
    “Yep” I said “this is my girlfriend. I was told I was to be the DD tonight for their girls night” I said lightheartedly
     
    “I’ve been married 23 years, sir. Trust me I know how it goes” he laughed back. “Well thank you for your cooperation and for having a sober driver. I’m sorry for the inconvenience, I hope you all have a wonderful night” 
     
    As I pulled away, I looked it the rear view mirror. 
    “How is everyone doing” I asked 
     
    “That was really scary” Brittney said, almost in tears. “Like too scary” she said as she removed her hands to reveal the large wet spot on her crotch
     
    “Oh my goodness you did not” Maddie said as she began to laugh hysterically. I knew what was next. “I’m peeing!” She said in between laughs as she grabbed my arm “I can’t stop! I’m peeing. I’m peeing!” She said, through a fit of laughter. 
     
    “I’m going too” announced Adriana. “No way I was making it anyways. I didn’t want to feel left out.” 
     
    Meanwhile, I could see Caitlyn’s eyes literally watering. 
    “I dribbled a little while laughing” Malyssa said 
     
    “Please hurry” begged Caitlyn as she leaned up to rest her head on my shoulder seductively 
     
    “If I move my hands I’m literally going to wet myself” Gaby proclaimed. 
     
    We pulled in the driveway and the girls got out. Maddie, Adriana, and Brittney, all sporting dark wet patches around their crotches, down their legs, and up around their butts, by this point, laughing about it. Gaby jumped out and threw her panties down and unleashed her pent up urine right in the driveway “ahhhh thank god im wearing a skirt” she said as I starred at the piss shooting out of her perfect, bald vagina. I then felt an elbow 
     
    “You can put your tongue back in your mouth” Maddie said 
     
    I turned to see Caitlyn standing on the porch, frozen with her legs spread as a dark streak expanded down both her pant legs. “Ohhh fuck” she said almost in tears 
     
    “Hurry up and unlock it!” Malyssa yelled “or I’ll be next”. I unlocked the door and Malyssa bolted upstairs. I could hear her sigh with relief as she reached the bathroom. Behind me, the 4 wet girls and Gaby, waddled in. Maddie walking gingerly, Caitlyn with her legs spread wide, and Brittney, normally like she’d done it all before. Then Adriana came walking in, pants and panties in hand, bottomless and fully exposed. 
    “Whatever you’ve all seen me naked before anyways” she said. 
     
    “Not me” I reminded her. 
    “Well now you have!” She said with a smile as I gazed at her nice ass and hairless pussy. 
     
    “That’s a good idea actually” Maddie said “I don’t want to track piss through the house. Take your pants off. I’ll go up and get us some shorts.” Maddie said, peeling off her wet pants and her soaked white thong. Revealing her tan legs, smooth, bald pussy and the ass of a goddess. Next I saw Caitlyn shamelessly undress, and she was a sight to see. Her smooth shaved vag, glistening with the wetness of the puss she had just unleashed in her pants. She had been wearing a purple thong. Soon, I was amazed, as if I was in a dream as Brittney, Adriana, Caitlyn and Gaby stood before me, bottoms completely exposed. 4 hairless, bald vaginas, wet with piss, standing in my house. 
     
    I grabbed a hamper. “Here you go ladies. Throw everything in here, Mad will put them in the dryer” I told them 
     
    Caitlyn walked up shyly and kissed me on the cheek. “Thanks for your help and for not being mad” she said. Adriana kisses me on the lips “yeah we appreciate it” 
     
    “I feel bad that i pissed myself in your car so, here you go” Brittney said, lifting her shirt to show me her tits. 
     
    “I’m just glad it wasn’t me this time” Stated Gaby. Standing there holding her yellow thong in hand. 
     
    End Chapter one
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    i like wet bikinis got a reaction from Redd in Bikini / Swimsuit wetting   
    Wonderful swimwear.
    If only there were a video of them squatting to pee through those swimsuits at the edge of a pool...

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    i like wet bikinis got a reaction from itibeti2 in Bikini / Swimsuit wetting   
    Wonderful swimwear.
    If only there were a video of them squatting to pee through those swimsuits at the edge of a pool...

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    i like wet bikinis got a reaction from tennyson in Bikini / Swimsuit wetting   
    Wonderful swimwear.
    If only there were a video of them squatting to pee through those swimsuits at the edge of a pool...

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