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sammilove

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  1. From time to time, sometimes together or sometimes on her volition. She won’t usually wet for me though.
  2. She definitely looked like she had to pee but played it off really well. It might be a stretch but I’d take it as she had to pee really urgently.
  3. I’ve been so busy with work lately I haven’t had much time to update everyone on my holding adventures for the summer of 2022! So as some of you know, I had my first true accidental public wetting about a month or so ago and since then I’ve been holding a lot more! I don’t have anything that really amounts to a full post so I’m going to post what I’ve been up to in this thread regularly. Hopefully you enjoy! -Saturday, May 6th, 2022 It started off like a normal Saturday. An hour in the gym followed by a 40 minute-ish walk and a quiet afternoon reading at the park with my dogs. During the gym I rarely go pee just because I hate going in public. Well I had drank a little bit more than my usual coffee and 32oz water bottle and was really needing to go. I was probably a 6/10 by the time I finished my cool down stretches. My house is only a 5 minute walk from the gym and it was a gorgeous 75 degree day so I had opted to walk anyways. By the time I reached my apartment the pre work will was really hitting and my desperation was growing. I was easily a 7.5/10 now. I made it inside completely dry and only minimal bouncing trying to open the door. I hurriedly walked to the bathroom. It’s like my bladder knew I was home because it started to scream at me! I was wearing light green/teal gym leggings and a loose fitting T shirt. I was in the bathroom and looking at the toilet but I decided I wanted to experiment. I pulled my leggings down and hopped up into the sink and let loose. It felt like heaven letting go finally. I finished after a minute or so and got and pulled my leggings back up while smiling at the sink. “Another bucket list item off my list.” I thought to myself. -Wednesday, May 25th, 2022 It was a slammed day at work. It had been very busy. A 10am conference call that lasted forever long and tons of clients to help in person after. It was so busy that instead of lunch, I opted for a large coffee and water. I didn’t have the chance to go to the bathroom all day and it was now 7pm and felt like I was about to burst. At least a 8/10. Sitting at my desk I keep jiggling my legs and pressing my thighs together every few minutes to help hold. Finally 7:30 came around and we were closing up for the day. I felt like I was literally about to explode as I walked as fast as my heels would let me to the managers bathroom. I got to the door just find it locked. I knocked on it and heard a quick call back “just a second I’m washing my hands!” It was Ashley, my assistant. I’m not usually spiteful but tonight all I could think of is what I’d do if she of all people made me have an accident at work. The door opened not even 15 seconds later and Ashley quickly hurried by me. “Sorry ma’am I’ve been trying to go all day and thought I was going to explode on the last client call.” I halfway heard her and ran past her. I made it just fine without leaking but the relief was so amazing. I came out after a few minutes to find Ashley at my desk. She wanted to explain how sorry she was for using the managers bathroom. I told her “It happens, Ash. Sometimes you just CANT wait any longer. I, of all people, totally understand.” She nodded and walked away. -Saturday, June 4th, 2022 (Some of this story may be a little blurry and exaggerated as I was very drunk for most of it. Sorry haha.) For my birthday this year, all I wanted to do was hit the bars and day drink without a worry in the world. My wife had volunteered to DD for me so where ever I wanted to go we could. I chose a little breakfast shop about 20 minutes away. I also chose to wear a nice float sundress and wedges to tease my wife with. We sat down and ordered a few mimosas which I almost immediately destroyed. After two pitchers, I was getting really tipsy. I told my wife I needed to be to which she responded “How about you wait a minute, we get the check, and you can go at home?” I agreed as I was ready to go anyways. I was probably a 5 or 6/10 now and wasn’t worried about making it home. The 20 minute car ride definitely changed that. I was sitting in the passenger seat constantly adjusting and trying to hide my growing desperation. We pulled in the driveway and I unbuckled as fast as I could. I ran to the door to which I heard my wife yell from the car. “I’m not hurrying because you have to pee!” I moaned quietly and just kept pee dancing by the front door. After what felt like a lifetime, she finally opened the door. I attempted to run past her but felt her grab my dress and pull me back. “You get to keep waiting, it may be your birthday but I want to see you piss yourself waiting outside the bathroom.” I nodded and followed but the two pitchers of mimosas had other plans. A huge spurt escaped not even 10 steps later. I shrieked and doubled over to stop the stream. It worked and my wife didn’t seem to notice so I tried to keep acting as natural as I could. Another spurt. And another. And then the waterfall. And it was gusher too. It sounded like someone had poured a two liter of soda out all at once. My wife turned around and stared in shock as the lake was forming beneath me. “Damn I knew you need to go but DAMN that’s a lot!” “Yeahhhhh, just because I’ve been holding more sober doesn’t mean drunk me can.” I said as I laughed. “Hopefully you enjoyed the show I put on for you.” I said as I blew a kiss to my wife.
  4. What an amazing video! The pink showed the wetness and volume so well!
  5. Yes absolutely. Especially when I was in high school I could definitely start to notice a difference. Where as before it all kind of felt the same when I had to pee once I started holding and pushing myself I definitely could tell the different stages of it a lot more clearly.
  6. I’m looking for a video. It’s around 5-6 minutes long of a girl having to drink a lot of water then hold her pee in front of a guest. She had pink hair and was wearing a white skirt. I can’t for the life of me find it anywhere so I figured I’d reach out here. Thanks everyone!
  7. This seems super authentic. Probably one of the best desperation and wetting videos I’ve seen in awhile! Hopefully you enjoyed it!
  8. Such a great video. It’s a shame it didn’t show more of the aftermath but still an awesome find. She’s not on the DNP list is she?
  9. Working and still recovering from my epic wetting the other day. But I figured I’d check in and see what’s happening here.
  10. Nice! What are your plans? To keep going and wet or just go at some point?
  11. Pretty straightforward question, Has being into wetting or desperation lead to discovering a new fetish or sexual turn on that you might not have of discovered otherwise? I’ll go first, I absolutely love standing in the shower after a wetting and taking a very hot shower while still fully clothed from the waist up. I discovered this when I was out of town on a business trip when I worked for Kroger. I got sent to Kansas City, MO which is like 10 hours away. I had planned to do a few golds that weekend. One or two driving then a few full on wettings in the evenings. Nothing too crazy happened on any of the holds except the one where I could wet myself. I hold until I couldn’t and then soaked my leggings in the shower. I decided to strip down to just my leggings and panties and partially shower. As the leggings got wetter and wetter I got more and more aroused. It finally got to the point where I couldn’t stop touching myself and I ended up climaxing right there in a matter of 30 seconds or less. I’m sure being in wet clothes is probably a whole different kink than wetting is but I absolutely love it and can’t do a proper wetting at home without doing that after. I’d love to hear from everyone else if they have discovered anything for themselves like I did!
  12. Such an amazing story! I’ve often gone to concerts and been rather desperate but don’t want to miss the bands so I’ll go in between sets if it’s not urgent. I’ve always been too afraid to wet myself at a concert especially when I might get to meet the band after their set. So happy for you both!! Can’t wait to hear if there is more to come!
  13. The only way I’ve been able to regain interest after masturbation is just forcing myself to do it. It usually comes back as I start to feel the urge to pee. Or I’ll give myself a mental pep talk like “hey today is the day you get to do the thing” and sometimes that’ll even stop me from wanting to masturbate. But then again if sex is before the wetting I’ll usually lose interest and go. That part is way harder for me to get back into the grove.
  14. Definitely harder to ignore as the driver for me. My car is a manual and I guess the constant moving of my legs to engage the clutch makes me feel more desperate than I really am. Where as if I’m in the passenger seat, I can usually ignore it until it’s getting serious and I can’t sit still.
  15. Search Milovana Holding challenges here. There also used to be a bunch of good ones in misterpoll. Those are actually what lead me here, then to the milovana challenges.
  16. I definitely forgot how weak your bladder gets after a hold until wetting. I feel like if I even look at water I have pee.

    1. C.omoboy

      we are in the same situation

  17. This is the story of how I managed to have my first completely accidental and mostly public wetting. I’m going to preface this by saying I haven’t done a genuine holding until I burst in almost a year. I have been taking a break from Omo to give my body a rest before this summer. 8 AM The sun was peaking thru the trees and it was set to be another sunny day. The weather again was going to be a nearly perfect spring day. I had a few errands to run on my day off and wanted to shop for new jeans after. The morning routine was fairly straight forward— Shower, brush my teeth, get ready, walk the dogs, and leave. I was in no rush and planned to stop for coffee before starting my errands. Even though the weather was going to be nice I still wanted to wear jeans. I picked out my favorite light colored jeans, a pair of tan thigh-high leather boots, and a red and black plaid button-up shirt. There is a little coffee shop right around the corner from my apartment that is absolutely amazing. Probably my favorite coffee in the city. Anyways, I left my apartment and headed there for my usually extra large iced coffee. Running errands was mostly uneventful with the exception of witnessing a Karen try to argue with the gas station clerk as I filled my car. No idea why she was so upset but it was pretty funny. I took the last big drink of my iced coffee. Just under an hour to finish the 42oz. At this point it was now around 10AM. I knew that this was going to make me have to pee but I wasn’t concerned. All that was left was going to Old Navy and shopping. Worst case, I’d just really have pee when I left but I knew I could make it home no problem. I’ve had enough experience holding it like this before so I knew I’d be fine. I took my time shopping while I felt my bladder start to slowly fill. It wasn’t a quick buildup by any means so I definitely wasn’t worried. I had picked out a few pairs of jeans, two tops, and skirt to try on. A decent amount to go thru and struggle to put on while I continued to hold. It was definitely fun trying to try on all these clothes and hold it without dancing all over the changing room. An hour had passed before I finally got to the point where my bladder was saying “Hey, I’m full. Let’s change that.” and holding was becoming more and more difficult without squirming. There was only one cashier though and just two people in front of me. She slowly worked the customers all while I’m trying my hardest not to squirm around or give off vibes that I desperately needed to pee. Finally, she gets to me. At this point now, I should’ve been half way home. My bladder was extremely swollen and achy. It took my absolute everything to not dance around like a mad person. It felt like an eternity later but she finished checking me out and I gathered my things and dashed to the car. I was every bit an 8/10 and it felt like the urge was growing stronger. I contemplated going back in and begging to use the employee bathroom but I decided I had more dignity and I could wait another 10 to 15 minutes until I was home. I climbed into my and the desperation immediately surged. I fought back a few spurts and barely won. This was going to be a chaotic drive home. I slowly put my car in gear and started to leave. The drive to my apartment was going great. No red lights and traffic wasn’t bad for a Saturday. Which is great because I sweating, shaking, and cursing myself for getting into this position. Then I heard a loud pop and my car suddenly started thumping really loudly. “No, no, no, NO! Not now!” I pleaded. “Of all the times, RIGHT NOW?!” I pulled over to the closest turn off from the highway fighting tears. I was so angry and frustrated and my bladder was literally about to explode. I knew I had to do something. I had a flat tire but I needed to change it. It’s not a short process by any means but maybe I could make it if I focused on it and not my bladder. As soon as I stepped out of my car, a leak escaped. I doubled over and shoved my hand into my crotch as hard as I could to try and stop it. It stopped the ocean of pee I was holding. I knew this was going to be tough. I slowly moved to the trunk to try and start getting my spare tire out when another leak escaped. I clenched my thighs together and hard and doubled over again. I couldn’t stop all of this one though. I was determined to make it home but my bladder was not. I managed to get the jack and tire out of the trunk without another leak. I sat down and tried to position the jack as best as my bladder would allow. Another big leak tried to escape, then another, and another. I shoved my hands as far into my crotch as my skinny jeans would allow to try and stop it but it was to no avail. The gates opened and there was nothing I could do except sit there. A huge puddle was forming around me as I just sat there emptying my bladder. Cars were driving by the whole time but I must’ve blocked them out. I literally just peed my pants in public. Totally unplanned. My face was beyond red, my adrenaline still flowing. I still had a tire to change but with what strength? Trying to stay dry had robbed me of almost all of it. After I had finished peeing, I just sat there in my mess. I mean, what could I do really? I had a flat tire to change and too much embarrassment to move the car. I finished changing my tire a few minutes later. My jeans were still lukewarm from pee. I hadn’t thought about what I’d sit on to drive home let alone try to hide my soaking wet ass from people driving by when I stood up. My boots were also covered in pee but thankfully not a drop got inside them. Everything was covered in pee to be honest. I’m sure if my hair hadn’t been in braids it somehow would’ve gotten in it too. I looked around ever so carefully as trying to plan the time to stand up without people seeing my sopping wet ass. I slowly climbed into my car and began to limp my way back home. My body was still trembling from the rush. I still can’t believe I actually had my first full-on public accident. Even though it wasn’t on a busy hiking trail like I wanted, it just gave me the confidence to do just that when summer gets here.
  18. Thank you. The world definitely was set against me but nevertheless, I enjoyed it and checked off another bucket list scenario even though it wasn’t planned the way I wanted.
  19. Well I was sitting down trying to my tire off when it all let loose
  20. I’m fine thanks for the support. I just really didn’t want to wet myself especially in a parking lot where people could see me.
  21. I didn’t make it… my car had a tire pop less than a mile from home. I tried to change it but my bladder said it was more important. I’m devastated because this definitely isn’t what I had planned.
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