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  1. When 23 year-old Rose Manning first got into teaching, she was warned about various aspects of the job. The pay isn't good enough, the workload is overwhelming, the kids are bastards - all warnings which Rose was all too familiar with. Fresh out of university, she had been lucky to find herself a job helping out with music lessons at a comprehensive school in south London. As a student teacher, she didn't expect to take many classes to start with, however she was excited about many of the opportunities for her to improve her skills, for instance, she had been put in charge of running the lower school choir for the upcoming term. She finally felt like an adult, working a full time job, living in a small flat with one of her best friends from school, eating properly cooked meals rather than the diet of Pot Noodles and takeway curries she enjoyed at university. She woke up on the morning of her first day feeling like she was ready to begin her new life. She'd finally got out of a fairly miserable fourteen month relationship with a guy who studied music with her at uni, and she felt free to meet new people, to start enjoying herself again. Rose had never been much of a morning person, but the adrenaline got her straight out of bed once her alarm rang at 6:00. Of course, the fact she was bursting for the loo also helped quicken her decision to climb out of bed and into the bathroom. She sighed as she emptied her bladder into the toilet, whilst doing the normal check of all her social media profiles at the same time. Wiping herself, before flushing the toilet, she began to shower, enjoying the sensation of the warm water on her barely blemished skin, as she ran shampoo through her luscious blonde hair. Though Rose was too modest to admit it, she really was beautiful, with her long blonde hair and stunning figure. She often found herself being cat-called on the streets by perverts, and leered at by 17 year old virgins, while she'd also been warned not to tolerate any of that sort of behaviour from the pupils she would be teaching in the upcoming months. Feeling sufficiently clean, she turned the shower off and began to dry herself. Rose opted for a tight black skirt, black tights and a smart white shirt, eager to make a good impression on the first day. After she finished getting ready, Rose headed downstairs, made herself a coffee and put the radio on. Dancing along to the music as she buttered her toast, her housemate Ellie came into the kitchen. "Someone's in a good mood!" Ellie exclaimed, wearily rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. "I'm just so excited, I really feel I can make a difference to these kid's lives!" Rose answered, taking a long slip of her coffee afterwards. "Fuck off Rose, you sound like an advert for the clinically deluded," Ellie moaned, running her hands through her long brown curly hair, still messy from the night's sleep. Rose just lifted her middle finger in response, as she swigged some more coffee. Rose loved Ellie, she really did, but her pessimistic attitude didn't half irritate her. But then again, maybe that's just what she needed, someone to keep her grounded. Ellie had spent the last two months telling Rose how much she'd hate teaching, which she had managed to ignore for the most part. Of course there was an element of nervousness for Rose, but she was determined to flush out that feeling with positivity. Finishing her coffee, she gathered her things together, and headed towards the door. "Have a good day at work Ellie!" Rose shouted. "I won't," Ellie replied. "Don't you have anything to say to me?" Rose tried to press her housemate for some words of encouragement. "Don't cry on the first day," Ellie sarcastically responded. Don't cry on the first day. Solid advice, Rose thought to herself, as she closed the door behind her. It was still just about summer in England, so the walk to the tube station was perfectly pleasant, as Rose began to mentally prepare herself for the day ahead. Okay so it's assembly this morning, then Year 8 music first two lessons, then choir at lunch. God, I wonder what the Year 8's will be like, they were always the worst year when I was younger. Rose continued to think through the walk, before she found herself at the tube station. She heard the train coming in, so she quickly ran towards the platform, and jumped on a tube packed with commuters. This wasn't how she pictured the start of her new London life, crammed into a small metallic train with 50 other sweaty strangers. After twenty minutes she found herself at the right stop, so she ungracefully elbowed her way out of the carriage, and onto the platform. Rose found herself swept up by the sea of commuters, heading towards the exit door. As she slowly moved out of the station, her eye was drawn towards the sign for the ladies toilets. Ooh, I could really do with a wee, she thought to herself. However she didn't want to be late, and besides, she wasn't going to pay 30p for the privilege to do something she could do for free in less than half an hour. After a short walk, she found herself at the gates of her new school. She took in her surroundings, the faint smell of weed, the five Year 10 kids aggressively hitting a football against the wall, the worn down school building in all its glory. It wasn't exactly Hogwarts, but shit, it was an actual school that actually wanted her. She looked at her watch, 8:17am, she was running slightly late for her meeting with the headteacher. She asked a surly looking teenager to point her in the direction of the headmaster's office, and began to walk down to begin her life as a student teacher. She found the office easily enough, and noticed the ladies toilets right next door. Perfect, I'll duck in here quickly before the meeting. However just as Rose was prepared to make her way to the loo, she was interrupted by a voice. "Miss Manning, welcome, I was beginning to think you'd changed your mind," the headteacher joked, with a hint of passive-aggression in his voice. Alright, I was only four minutes late you dick. "Mr Williams, thanks so much for the opportunity, sorry, the commute took slightly longer than I expected, new to London and everything!" Rose laughed. "Don't worry, I understand. Shall we go through?" Mr Williams asked. Rose debated asking if she could go to the loo first, but she didn't want to piss off the head on her first day. She wasn't that desperate yet, as long as she could relieve herself soon. "Sure!" After ten minutes, Mr Williams led Rose to the staff room to meet the rest of her new colleagues. Rose didn't quite pluck up the courage to ask if she could go to the toilet after leaving the head's office, and the effect of the coffee from that morning was beginning to take its toll. At uni, Rose had been the subject of mockery for her tiny bladder. When out in the evenings, Rose was always the first one to find herself in desperate need of relief, and on occasion, she had even resorted to peeing in darkened alleyways, or in one instance, in an empty water bottle on the deserted top floor of the no. 68 bus. In her adult life, she had only wet herself twice, once was during Glastonbury when she was 19, when she was in the queue for the toilet and holding it became too painful, while the other time was during a hockey match at uni, where she had a full bladder hit with the full force of a hockey stick. To this day, that was one of the most embarrassing days of her life, and while her friends were all sympathetic, she hadn't played hockey since, despite being twice player of the year for her university. Since realising just how small her bladder is, Rose had always made sure to use the toilet whenever one was available, even if she didn't really have to go that badly. "So everyone, I'd like to introduce you to Miss Manning, who will be joining us as of today. She will be assisting our music teachers, as well as taking some of the extra curricular clubs too. I'm sure you'll make her feel very welcome. I need to go and prepare for assembly now; Mrs Tyler, would you be able to show Miss Manning the ropes from here?" Mrs Tyler nodded, warmly grinning at Rose, as the head left the room. "Hi Rose, great to see you again, how are you doing?" Mrs Tyler asked. Beth Tyler was a brown haired woman in her early thirties, who had met Rose during her interview. "Oh really well thanks, so excited to get stuck in, I've been looking forward to this for a while." Rose politely sipped on the cup of coffee the head gave her in his office. "Oh that's lovely to hear. So it's whole school assembly in a few minutes, then I hear you're going to be helping me with my Year 8 class, is that correct?" she asked. "Yes, so hopefully a nice easy start for me," Rose laughed, trying to gauge Beth's reaction to that comment. Beth laughed nervously "They can be a challenging bunch, but don't worry, it's your first day, I wouldn't expect you to have to deal with them alone yet." "Oh that's a relief." The thought of relief reminded Rose of her nagging bladder. "By the way, where are the toilets in here?" "They're just round the corner there," Beth pointed them out to her. Rose finished the last of her coffee, then wandered over to the loos. She pushed the door, but to no avail. Fuck, someone's in there. She crossed her legs as she stood next to the adjacent wall, waiting for the occupant to finish so she could relieve herself. The first coffee had hit her bladder, and now she was pretty desperate to go. She certainly didn't want to leave it too much longer, as the second coffee would make its way down soon. Looking at her watch, she realised it would be assembly soon, and she'd rather sit through that crossing her legs, than miss the start of it and get into trouble on her first day. She reluctantly made her way round the corner, to see Beth waiting for her. "Better?" she asked. "Sorry? Oh yeah, much better thanks," Rose replied. Why did I say that? I'm going to look like I have the bladder of a three year old if I go before break now. You idiot. "Great, these assemblies are pretty boring most of the time, but they're only once a week at least," Beth joked. As the two headed into assembly, Rose began mentally working out a way to get to a toilet without seeming like she had a bladder condition. For now, she would just have to hold it.
  2. So then guys :) I decided to try out one of the mister poll pee holding challenges :) http://www.misterpoll.com/polls/522622 I drank loads this morning (Huge mug of tea, a pint of water, then a pint of fruit squash) I waited until I was about 5/10 on the scale in the poll. It was amazing how fast my bladder was filling tbh. Before I started the poll the last pee I had was about an hour and a half before but because I was so super hydrated it didn't take long for me to fill up enough to start :) The first challenge was an easy one. Just drink 2 cups of water. Piece of cake that was ;) The second challenge I had to wait 30 minutes. I managed to squirm my way through that challenge. I was fighting though and I was very surprised at how fast my poor bladder was expanding. I could see it sticking out of my tummy like I was pregnant :O How was this possible. I am usually soooo good at holding large amounts. I managed to finish the 30 minutes. Then the 3rd challenge I had to watch a video of rain noise. The video wasn't working so I just held for the length of time the video was supposed to be played for :) It was painful and I was bursting!! After those challenges I was on about 8/10 on the scale in the poll. It was actually hurting to hold it now :O I got onto the 4th challenge. Relax your bladder muscles for 30 seconds :O I didn't even risk staying sat on my bed for this one. I went into the bathroom and sat on the toilet with my panties and leggings still up. I relaxed and instantly a trickle started leaking out. I couldn't re-clamp for 30 seconds so I basically sat there very slowly peeing through my leggings on the toilet. It was very hard to stop. I clamped tightly and grabbed with one hand and managed to stop it! It was painful though. My poor bladder was still very full :/ I took a towel out of the bathroom and put it on my bed and then sat back down cross legged with a wet patch between my legs. i didn't fancy watching the next video so I just sat there holding my pee in for the time I was supposed to watch the video. Then there was my downfall. Having emptied like 1/4 of my bladder through my leggings on the toilet. When I got to the 6th challenge. I decided to re-do the 30 minute hold :O What a silly idea that was. My poor bladder was still filling up stupidly fast. I was bursting to pee and my poor bladder was actually aching really bad. I stood up to try and go to the toilet because it was hurting too much. Rather than risk doing damage I thought I'd wet through my leggings. I ran to the bathroom and just exploded uncontrollably sat on the toilet! I peed for like 60 seconds just totally flooding my panties and leggings. It felt amazing. I then decided to just try and carry on with whatever else there was in the poll. I think after sitting around for 45 minutes holding I lost interest and just stood in the shower and re-wet my leggings all over my legs and feet this time as well :) It felt so nice. Seeds x
  3. This morning I got up, had a shower and headed over to my sister in law’s house. Next week is my goddaughters 2nd birthday and as my sister in law hangs out with us and our friends from time to time she has been invited to the birthday party they are having for the little one. She asked if we could go shopping as she had no idea what to get as a present and asked if I would go along and help her pick something out. When I got there she was sat on the sofa in her pyjamas and it was obvious she had just got up. She told me once her gf had finished in the shower she would get ready and we could head out. Her gf came downstairs not long after and after a quick chat she headed off to work. Sarah went to shower and get dressed and I just sat and watched TV. When she came down ten minutes later she laughed and said she might have to look for some new pairs of jeans whilst we're out shopping and pointed out that the ones she had on were tight and joked about how she only just got her fat butt into them. She has recently put on weight and now her old clothes are starting to get tight. She purposely put on weight as recommended by her doctor and it certainly makes her look a lot more healthy and definitely gives her some sexy curves. Once she was ready we jumped her car and headed into town. On the way she asked if I had had breakfast and when I told her I hadn’t she detoured and went through Mcdonald's drive thru and we got some breakfast and both got a big cup of oasis. We parked up and ate our food and then continued on into town. We parked up and wandered round town and decided first to head around clothes shops and find some new clothes. We wandered around the shops for an hour and half, picking out clothes and trying on different things and generally having a good time. After we both had a few bags of new purchases we continued browsing round now on the lookout for a birthday present. We went into the big toy shop and both being big kids we spent ages looking around and playing with all the toys. By the time we found something and bought it we realised we had been in the shop for over an hour. We decided that we would go to the market and then go somewhere and get a coffee and a bun and not long after we were sat outside a cafe enjoying a big cuppa and watching the world go by. We sat there for a while and when we both finished we both decided we didn’t need anything else and headed back to the car. We got back and set off back to her house. After about 5 minutes she said “I probably should have had a wee before we set off” and shifted in her seat. I laughed and then said I should have too. Just as we had set off I noticed my bladder was getting quite full and I was desperate for a pee and as we drove along my desperation grew rapidly. Last night I did a hold and drank a lot of wine which usually weakens my bladder so I figured it was because of that, not to mention the oasis and the cup of coffee now filtering through. As time passed we both got more and more squirmy and desperate and soon we were both busting for a pee. We weren’t that far from her house so it wasn’t too bad but I was getting really desperate and it seemed so was she. As we came into the town centre where she lived we started hitting traffic lights and roundabouts. At the first set of lights she stopped the car then stuck her hand between her legs and moaned “ooooo that coffee is hitting me now”. I laughed and nodded in agreement. I too was feeling the pressure of my full bladder and was squirming and trying to hold back from wetting myself. After five minutes we had got through the town centre and was heading out towards where she lived. As we turned onto her road she moaned and pointed ahead. I saw she was pointing at the speed bumps around the school and I moaned too. With each bump we went over we both gasped and moaned as our bladders jumped and threatened to leak. When we finally pulled up outside her house and I jumped out of the car gravity took hold and I had to cross my legs to stop from bursting. We walked up the drive and I could feel myself about to start dripping and in the precious moments as she stood fishing her house keys out of her bag my knickers started getting damp as my bladder pushed hard. Eventually she opened the door and we went inside. She said I could go first as I was her guest and I dashed upstairs to her bathroom. I dashed inside and quickly undid my belt. As I fumbled with my buckle I started leaking into my knickers and knew if I didn’t get my belt open within the next few seconds I was going to have an accident. I finally got my belt undone and pulled my jeans down and as soon as I did that I felt the flood coming so just sat down and pee’d full force through my knickers. The relief washed over me and I let out a moan. It felt so nice wetting my knickers and when I finished peeing they were so wet. I pulled my jeans up and the feeling of them now pushed tight against me felt amazing. I flushed the toilet and washed my hands then when I left the bathroom Sarah suddenly came dashing out of her bedroom and dashed into the bathroom. I was about to head downstairs when she shouted my name. I walked back to the bathroom and found her standing stood in front of the toilet pee dancing. I was about to ask what she was doing but before I could say anything she laughed and said “I can’t get my jeans down”. I looked at her puzzled and noticed she had opened the front of them but when she pulled they wouldn’t pull down over her butt. I laughed and thought about helping her but knowing she is into omorashi I stood back and folded my arms and told her that was a terrible shame. She realised I wasn’t going to help and stood dancing and squirming whilst trying to pull down her jeans. After a couple of minutes of this she gasped and a wet patch spread across the front of the jeans and she moaned in desperation. She kept gasping and the patch kept getting bigger until she obviously realised it was no good and jumped into the bathtub and immediately pee soaked down the legs of her jeans and she moaned in relief. Watching her soak her jeans was super hot and I just stood there watching. When she finished she smiled at me and started giggling. She jumped out of the tub and said “well, that’s one problem solved, now how do I get these jeans off. She decided they were old and she wasn’t going to be wearing them anywhere and gave me a pair of scissors and told me to go to town. I certainly enjoyed cutting her out of her pee soaked jeans and once they were off she stood there in her soaked knickers unable to stop giggling. She went and got changed and we went to chill out and sort through her shopping. Certainly a good way to end my morning
  4. Hello all Introduction After overhearing a conversation between two ladies at a cafe recently, telling how one of them had broken down on a back road at night and how she had been bursting for a wee while waiting for the breakdown call out to arrive, My imagination presented me with a thrilling story. All I had to do was write it down. So here's (with a goodly measure of authors prerogative) how I imagined she coped with the adventure. Attached as a Acrobat PDF file. Alternatively, follow this link Story - Roadside Assist to my PaperClipPlus file-sharing page then download / read from there. Please leave feedback if you enjoy this story! Roadside Assist.pdf
  5. As I mentioned in my new year's eve story I had a desperation sighting which I said I would share with you guys so here it is…. After midnight and everyone had celebrated the new year the pub started to quieten down which is usually does as most people leave around half past 12. For the next hour or so the crowd continued to dissipate until there were only regulars left, most of which were our family. At 2 o’clock we closed the bar and started cleaning up. The taxi office across the street had a huge queue of people so Matty offered his dad and uncle a lift home. As they went to get their coats he asked a couple in the corner how they were getting home. They said they would get a taxi and he offered them a lift as well. He came to me and said he was taking them home, then his dad and uncle then he would come back. I let them out and went back to cleaning up. After I finished tidying up behind the bar I cashed up and took the money to the safe then locked up the kitchen. I then went round and locked both the ladies and gents toilets and the cellar. I went back to the bar and chatted to danny who is matty’s cousin. Him and his girlfriend Lucy had come over for New Years and were staying at our house. I stood chatting to danny for 5 minutes then saw Lucy get up and walk over to the ladies toilets. When she got there she obviously found it locked and walked back. I told her I had locked them and said she could use the one in the flat upstairs. She shook her head and said she was fine, she would wait until she got back to ours. I just went with it and didn’t think anymore about it. 10 minutes later my sister and her bf said they were heading home and were taking Alice and an old guy Billy who is one of our regulars. The four of them left leaving me, danny, lucy and a girl called Abby who is a really good friend of ours and we were giving a lift home to save her waiting for a taxi. (I should give a description of Lucy, She is roughly 5 foot 8, shoulder length brunette hair, really cute, athletic build and on this occasion she was wearing a black top and tight white jeans) Matty got back about ten minutes later and whilst he went round and checked everything we all went and got in his car. He came out and locked up and then we set off for Abby’s house. She was sat in the front with Matty and I was sat in the back with Danny and Lucy. I noticed Lucy shifting her legs and and every so often bouncing them. I suddenly remembered that she was going to the toilet but never did, that was almost half an hour ago and I found myself wondering how badly she needed to go. The thought turned me on and I spent the journey to Abby’s house watching her legs bounce. When we got there she was chatting to Matty about the following day and Lucy was looking at them both biting her lip. I was now convinced she was desperate to pee and she looked like she was silently urging them to hurry up and stop talking. When they did finish their conversation Abby said goodbye to us all and got out. I hopped out and got into front seat and we waited until she had gone inside her house. When she got inside and Matty started the engine Lucy suddenly said “I didn’t want to say anything whilst she was here but now she is gone it's less embarrassing”. We all looked at her and she laughed and said “can you hurry up and get back to yours, i’m dying for a wee”. She started bouncing her legs more openly and we all laughed. We set off towards our house and all I could think about was her sitting behind me squirming. She was quiet for pretty much the whole journey until we pulled on the gravel track that leads to our house and she patted Matty on the shoulder and said “come on come on come on”. He laughed and when we were waiting for our gate to open she laughed and said “could this thing go any slower”. We pulled into our drive and parked up and she jumped out and ran over to the door. When she found it locked she started pee dancing and waited for us to come and open it. We all went inside and I kicked off my shoes and started walking upstairs. Matty followed me up and when we walked into our bedroom he asked if I wanted the bathroom and I shook my head and he went into our en-suite.I heard Lucy coming up the stairs and she went into our guest room and put her bag in there then dashed across the landing towards the bathroom. She found it locked and realised someone was in there. She moaned and came to my room and asked who it was. I shouted Alice and she came in so I realised it was my sister and her bf in the shower. She asked me if she could use our bathroom and I said she could, when matty was finished. She walked over to the door and knocked and shouted “hurry up Matty or im gonna wet myself”. She grabbed her crotch and crossed her legs and started dancing”. Watching her dance by the door waiting was so hot and after what she just said I wondered just how close she was to wetting herself”. I watched her for a couple of minutes and then Matty came out and she dashed inside. She came out a few minutes later and smiled and said “woooo feel much better now”. We all laughed and she went to get changed into her pyjamas. We did the same and we all sat in the kitchen having a drink and some supper before we all went to bed. It’s the first time I have met her and I certainly won’t forget her easily.
  6. I had some fun on Thursday afternoon with a friend and I thought I would share the experience with you guys and girls…. Just over a year ago, back in December 2014, I started visiting a chat room based around the BDSM fetish and most of the people that visit there are into the dom/sub dynamic. As a lot of you know I am a switch which means I am both dominant and submissive. I am a sub to my husband and I am a dom to my girlfriend Alice. I started going to the chat room everyday and became one of the regulars. Around February a girl joined the chat room and after talking in the main room about her interests we started to message each other. She was a submissive and was interested in orgasm control. After talking to her and telling her about my interests she found out I was a switch and asked if I could help her as she had trouble with orgasm denial when doing it herself and needed someone’s guidance. After a few weeks of guiding her she really liked my approach and I kind of became her full time dom. She would talk to me whilst she was at work in her office and then when she came home we would talk in the evenings. One thing I noticed was her tendency to end up desperate to pee whilst at work and I just put it down to her job and only going when she had a break. However a couple of months after she became my sub she asked if she could ask me a personal question. I told her she could and she said that on my tumblr there were some omorashi related posts and asked what my interest in the fetish was. I told her all the things I loved about omorashi and she said that she liked it too and I then realised why she was desperate so often. She asked how I felt about bladder control and when she found out I both enjoyed being forced to hold and enforcing someone to hold she asked if I wanted to control her bladder as well as her orgasms and I gladly agreed, and have been doing ever since. Which leads us to Thursday afternoon. She works in a small office which deals with the marketing for the company she works for. It had been a normal morning. We chatted whilst she was in her office working and I was giving her tasks to tease herself. Around 12 o’clock she went to get some dinner and she was only gone half and hour. She ate her lunch at her desk and then went back to working. About half 1 she told me she had a meeting at 2 o’clock and wasn’t sure how long she would be. I said that was fine and we continued chatting. Just before 2 o’clock she asked me if she could go and pee before her meeting as she was feeling a little desperate. I said she could as I don’t control her bladder whilst she is at work. I let her decide when she goes to pee as I don’t want to cause her to have an accident at work, i only do that when she is at home. Usually I let her decide how long she holds by giving her rewards to do with her orgasm denial the longer she holds and she usually really wants the rewards so holds until the last moment before she bursts. She went off to pee and I myself was getting desperate as I hadn’t been since I woke up that morning but I had no limitations. She came back from the bathroom and said goodbye and went off to her meeting. I went and made myself some lunch and a drink and 20 minutes later the drink had made my desperation worse and I was sat squirming. Rather than just holding I decided to challenge myself and decided I would hold on until she came back from her meeting. I had no idea how long that would be and the unknowing seemed to make my desperation even worse. By 3 o’clock I was absolutely busting for a wee and sat at my desk wiggling and squirming. I was doing some paperwork but it was getting harder to concentrate as my bladder got more and more full.15 minutes later I was sat on the edge of my chair rocking back and forth desperately trying not to wet my knickers. My bladder was completely full and pushing down hard on my pee hole and I could feel the pee right at the tip wanting to escape. I was begging her to hurry up, waiting for the skype tab to flash orange with a new message. Drops started to dampen my knickers and I had to jam my hand up my skirt against my pussy to stop them turning into leaks. That didn’t last for long and I started leaking. After a few minutes I had lost a few leaks and my knickers were pretty wet. Then I saw what I was waiting for, a new message from skype popped up. I opened it up and she said she was back. I sent a message back saying “oh thank god, I’m bursting for a pee, I have been waiting for you to get back, I need to dash to the loo or i'm gonna wet myself right here”. She messaged back with “mmmm thats hot”. I dashed off to the bathroom and pulled up my skirt. I sat down and my bladder burst through my knickers. It felt so nice to let go and empty my bladder and it was so nice and warm against my pussy. It went on and on and I just sat there sighing as my bladder deflated. Eventually the stream died down and I sat there enjoying the orgasmic feelings of relief. I stood up and went back to my desk. The feeling of my wet knickers rubbing against me felt amazing. I messaged her to tell her I was back and the following conversation happened - Me: I’m back. Her: did you enjoy that? Me: oh god yes, felt so nice, if you had been any longer I would have wet myself. Her: hehe, like I’m almost doing right now. Me: what?? what are you almost doing right now? Her: I’m almost wetting myself, whilst in the meeting the coffee from dinner and the free water in the meeting filled my bladder and for the last half hour of the meeting I was absolutely bursting for a wee”. Me: mmmmmm, thats such a nice thought, I love when people are desperate and stuck in meetings. Why didn’t you go when you came out?. Her: I wanted to come back and ask you permission cos I knew how much you would like my situation. Me: I do love it, the thought of you almost wetting yourself is such a turn on, you can go babe. Her: Well, thats the thing, I am now in another situation. Me: Oh, what’s that? Her: I came back to my desk to ask you permission but you dashed off to pee and I was waiting for you to come back and I underestimated time and now I am on a conference call and can’t leave my desk. Me: oh god, how are you doing babe?. Her: Sat here squirming on the verge of wetting myself, I have to pee so so bad, I am in serious danger of wetting my knickers before this call finishes. The thought of her sitting at her desk so desperate to pee but unable to leave was turning me on like crazy. She had these conference calls a lot, some lasted 20 minutes, some went on for over an hour and knowing she was already almost wetting herself was driving me crazy. As time passed she kept sending me messages telling me how bad she needed to go and each message sent tingles of arousal to my pussy. After 15 minutes she had started dripping and leaking into her knickers and she was begging for the call to end so she could go and have a much needed pee. a couple more minutes passed and she started spurting into her knickers. She was slowly losing control and soaking her knickers and I was soaking my knickers as well. Another few minutes of intense holding on her part passed and a message came through that said the call had ended. I assumed she had dashed off to the loo then suddenly a message popped up that said “oh god babe I can’t move, if I stand up I am going to explode”. I asked her what she was going to do and she sat there for a few minutes and said “well this isn’t the first time I’ve done this”. I asked her what she was doing and she said “I am going to have to pee into the bin, If I don’t I am going to completely soak my knickers”. I picked up on the fact she said it wasn’t the first time and she said “there have been times when I have been having some holding fun and waited a little too long and had to squat and pee in my bin”. I giggled and she said “I just hope no one comes in”.She told me she had pulled her trousers down and was stood dancing in desperation and asked if she could pee. I was too turned on to waste the opportunity. I told her how turned I was and told her to squat over her bin and see how long she could hold it. She told me she was squatted over and she was spurting uncontrollably. I told her she had to keep holding until I had cum. I started rubbing my pussy and she started sending me messages which were designed to make me cum. It didn’t take long for those messages to work their magic and I exploded with orgasmic bliss. When I told her I was cumming she wrote a long “AAAAAHHHHH” and I knew she was peeing. After a couple of minutes she sent a sigh of relief and then we discussed her problem of how she was going to get rid of her bin full of pee. She hid it under her desk and waited until everyone else in the office had gone and then took it over to the bathroom to empty it and wash it out. It was such a hot experience and that evening when she got home she told me stories about the other times she had had to take desperate measures and use her bin and it was such a fun evening. She has also told me a story about another time she was desperate at work and she enjoyed the moment and asked if I could write her a story about it as she isn’t so good at writing so she has sent me the general bullet points and asked if I could turn it into a story that she can keep to remind her of the moment so once I have written it if It is good I might share it here.
  7. On Thursday it was St Patrick’s day and every year Matty’s uncle Kevin throws a party at his house to celebrate as they have Irish heritage in their family and they like to stay true to that. He told us we could come up anytime after 6. My sister was working the evening shift in our pub and we told her that if it got busy and she needed help to ring us and we would come down. She said she would but thought it would be fine and said she would come to the party after they closed up. At 6 o’clock we set off to his house and called at the supermarket on the way to pick up some alcohol and snacks so we didn’t turn up empty handed. When we got there there were already a few people there and I settled in and caught up with some of Matty’s family. I enjoy house parties as it allows me to couple the amount i'm drinking and the joy of holding and I decided that I would hold as long as I could each time before going to the bathroom. This would be fun to see how long I could wait each time as my bladder got steadily weaker from the alcohol and mass liquid intake. The first time I went was uneventful. I waited until my bladder was really full and I was almost losing control and then went to the bathroom. The second time I went there was somebody in the the bathroom and I had to wait outside pee dancing and desperately trying to keep my knickers dry. When the bathroom came free I dashed in and enjoyed the sweet relief of emptying my bursting bladder. It was the third time that I went that was quite eventful. I was sat in the kitchen enjoying the group conversation and also enjoying the fullness of my bladder that had refilled pretty quickly. My desperation continued to grow until I was almost wetting myself all over the chair and I waited for a break in the conversation before leaving and heading upstairs to the bathroom. Just before I got up a guy had left the table and when I got upstairs he was waiting outside the bathroom. I leant against the wall and did a subtle pee dance as my bladder pushed on my pee hole. The guy also seemed to be shifting around and I enjoyed wondering how badly he needed to pee and wondered if it was as bad as I had to go. I heard the front door open and I peered down the stairs being nosey. Matty’s older cousin Peter came through the door and there was a cheer downstairs as people gave their over the top welcome. His wife Melissa came in after him and closed the door behind her. As I was looking down the door opened behind me and the bathroom came free. The guy waiting looked at me and I gestured that he could go first. He went in and as the door closed my attention turned back downstairs. The guy that just came out of the bathroom walked down the stairs and greeted Melissa who was stood taking her coat off. I noticed she was jiggling and looking flustered and I found out why when she took her coat off and walked into the living room. I heard people talking to her and Uncle Kev told her where the drinks and food were and she said “I will have to nip to the loo before I do anything else, I’m busting for a pee”. Kevin laughed and said “you know where it is”. She appeared at the bottom of the stairs and as she was climbing up she noticed me looking down at her. She smiled and said “hey Gem, you okay darling”. I nodded and said I was and asked how she was. Before she answered she looked shocked and said “oh god is there a queue”. I said there was just me and she replied “oh thank god, I’m dying for a pee”. She reached the top and immediately broke out into a pee dance. I commented on her attire. She was wearing tight black leggings that were covered in shamrocks and a green t-shirt with a big picture of a leprechaun on it and to top it off she had shamrock deely boppers on her head. She told me they had been to a pub in the next town over that had an irish band on. She told me about the band and then finished her story with telling me about getting a taxi to come over here and not wanting to fight her way through the pub to the bathroom and that’s why she was now desperate for a pee. She almost floored me when she said “I was glad when we got here, I thought I was going to pee myself in the taxi”. Watching her dance and squirm in desperation was so sexy and all I could think about was her almost wetting herself in the taxi on the way here.We both stood there pee dancing as we waited for the bathroom to become free and casually chatted away. After a couple of minutes the toilet flushed and the door opened. I asked if she wanted to go before me and she shook her head “no you’re alright sweetheart you go, you were waiting before me”. As I walked in she added “be quick though babe I’m almost peeing myself. Before I could respond she suddenly said “do you mind if I come in with you”. I shook my head and said it was fine and we walked into the bathroom. I walked quickly over to the toilet and pulled my jeans down and immediately released a powerful stream of pee. I moaned in relief as the pressure lifted off my pee hole and my bladder started emptying. I looked up and my eyes widened when I looked at her. She was stood next to the bath dancing and squirming and my eyes were glued to her gorgeous butt wiggling in desperation. She looked at me and said “don’t tell on me” and giggled. I wondered what she meant then suddenly she pulled her leggings down revealing sexy green shamrock knickers. I admired them for a second before she yanked them down and sat on the edge of the bath. Seconds later I heard a hissing sound which followed a loud sigh from her. Watching her pee and obviously enjoy it so greatly was such a turn on and after I finished I stood up and walked over to the sink. II looked to my side and saw a strong stream gushing into the bath and trickling down to the plughole. I could not take my eyes off the stream and was so aroused knowing all that liquid was in her bladder moments ago, no wonder she was bursting. Eventually the stream died down and she let out a happy sigh. She asked if I could pass her some toilet roll and after she wiped herself dry she pulled her knickers and leggings back up and straightened her shirt out. She looked at me and said “sorry about that, as soon as I said you could go first I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold it much longer and I really didn’t want to make a puddle all over Kev’s carpet. I laughed and told her it was fine and to change the subject I complimented her commitment by having shamrocks on her knickers. She giggled and thanked me and then grabbed the shower head and sprayed it around the bath to wash her pee away. After she finished we headed out and her husband was waiting outside to go and pee and made a comment about women going to the bathroom together and we joked that he would never know the secret of why. I spent the rest of the evening enjoying conversation and having a good time and by the time we decided to leave my bladder was really full but I decided against using the bathroom to enjoy holding it. We went outside and got in the car and as soon as we set off I realised I was more desperate than I thought. I sat in my seat wiggling and holding my pussy as my desperation increased greatly. By the time we were halfway home I was close to dripping and I was urging Matty to hurry up and drive faster. As we drove through the town centre all I could think about was this is how Melissa must have felt earlier in the taxi. As we climbed the hill to our village I was dripping uncontrollably in my knickers as my tired bladder started failing. By the time we got to our house and were pulling the driveway I was frantically trying to keep control for just a little longer so I didn’t flood the car. We pulled up and parked and immediately jumped out of the car and the moment I stood up I burst and within seconds my jeans were completely soaked, no dry patches were left on them. I just stood there enjoying the sweet relief and the wonderful warmth down my legs and eventually my bladder completely emptied. When I looked up Matty was stood smiling at me with lust in his eyes. Needless we certainly had a very nice time once we got inside.
  8. Lexi Dona and Morgan took part in the contest. They drunk a whole large bottle of water/ ice tea and were asked to put together all pieces of a puzzle. This was expected to take some time so they had to drink energy drinks every 10 minutes to make it even more interesting. It was good to see these to women so desperate to pee that they couldn't focus on the contest,23 year old Lexi Dona ( Gray leggings ) was the star here as you could see that she was desperate from the start. She was constantly holding her crotch and crossing her legs, also when crouched down she was often bouncing up and down and putting her hand between her legs. This video was purchased with 5 credits from the site. Warning that there is nudity near the end of the video 2015-11-16 - Puzzle time - lexidona1_sd.wmv Below is a Picture/Slide show from the video Love Wetting, Puzzle Time with Lexi Dona + Morgan.wmv
  9. This afternoon I had a very close call at the hairdressers and I thought I would share with you guys. I don’t usually do much with my hair on a day to day basis, it usually just gets brushed or put in a ponytail if I go out to work or go shopping. I only ever do my hair nice if we are going out somewhere special. The only other time my hair is done nice is after I get it cut and the hairdresser styles it for me. The last couple of days I have kept thinking my hair could do with cutting as it was getting long and quite thick so I decided this morning as I had nothing to do today I would go get it cut. Alice said she would come with me as her hair was getting the same way. We chilled out this morning until about 11 o’clock and then we headed down into town to meet Matty and get some lunch. We went to our favourite coffee house and had some lunch and were there for just over an hour. I had a cup of coffee with my lunch and then got another one whilst we were sat chatting. When we finally left Matty headed back to work and Alice and I wandered around town working our way towards the hairdressers we usually go to. When we walked in we sat down and picked up some magazines to flick through whilst we waited. There were three people sat waiting before us but there were two girls working so it wouldn’t take too long. One by one the people were called up until there were only me and Alice left waiting. About half an hour had passed since we arrived and just as I was going to pick up another magazine one of the girls appeared and said she was ready. Me and Alice looked at each other and she said I could go first. As I stood up I felt a jolt in my bladder and I realised she was getting quite full. The two cups of coffee and the cups of tea I had consumed during the morning were taking effect. I walked over to the sink where she was standing and sat down. I leaned back into the sink and she turned the shower head on. The sound of the water made my bladder jump and I realised I was more desperate than I first thought. I was around 4 when I sat down but the sound of the water and moving around had pushed me up to 6. She washed my hair and then led me over to the chair. She put the gown on me and asked what I wanted. I told her and as she was getting her tools together I saw Alice in the mirror sitting down at the sink. She started doing her thing on my hair and we began chatting. As she worked my bladder continued to fill and I was trying to squirm or fidget because I knew if I did she would just ask me to sit still. After 10 minutes the coffee was really taking effect on my bladder and I was busting for a pee. Unable to squirm I could only bounce my legs. This helped a little but not enough to ease the pressure I was feeling between my legs. I continued chatting trying to remain composed and not show I really needed to pee. By now Alice had been brought over to the chair next to mine and she had joined in the conversation which was good as it was more distraction. As time passed the pressure continued to grow until I had no choice but to push my hand up my skirt and press between my legs. Had I been able to squirm I would have been okay but this was the only way I could help ease the pressure on my pee hole. Luckily I had the gown covering me so nobody could see what I was doing. Despite doing this my desperation continued to grow quite quickly and after another ten minutes had passed I was full to bursting and almost wetting myself. I was a solid 9 and rising to 10 and getting dangerously close to having an accident where I was sitting. I just sat there urging her to hurry up. After a few minutes of doing this she put her scissors and comb down and asked if it looked okay. I looked in the mirror and admired her work. She had done a good job and I thanked her. She walked over and grabbed the hair dryer and began drying my hair. My legs were bouncing like crazy as I fought desperately to keep my knickers dry just a little longer. Waves of desperation were washing over me and suddenly I felt pee shooting down towards my pee hole. I clamped my hand tightly against my pussy to stop it but I felt a drip dampen my knickers. Luckily I don’t feel embarrassed about wetting in public, it's a major turn on. I just didn’t want to wet myself right there in the hairdressers leaving them a mess to clean up. Even though I didn’t want that i was getting really close to doing just that. Now that the drips had started I was unable to stop them. My fingers were pushed against my pee hole, rubbing to ease the pressure but every so often I felt wetness on them as my pee slowly escaped into my knickers. I lost count of the number of drips that I had lost, I was just thankful they weren’t leaks. I was brought back to reality by her taking the rubber neck protector off me. I suddenly realised she was about to take the gown off me and I had to take my hands out from under my skirt, otherwise it would look kind of weird, like I was masturbating or something. I clenched my muscles tight and took my hand away. A few drips escaped but nothing major and I was thankful I was able to keep control. I quickly flattened my skirt down as she pulled the gown off and walked over to the counter. I stood up making sure to keep control of my pee hole that was now threatening to explode everywhere. The sudden effect of gravity took hold and a leak escaped and soaked my knickers. I almost gasped out loud but managed to stop myself. I quickly checked the chair for any wetness but luckily it had all been soaked up by my knickers. I walked over to the counter where the girl was stood and told her I was paying for me and Alice and handed her my bank card. She handed me the pin machine and as I stood putting my pin in I stood bouncing my legs as a couple more leaks escaped. I took my card out and put it in my bag and quickly turned to Alice and told her I was popping to the newsagents and would be back in a few minutes. She acknowledged what I said and I walked quickly towards the door. That was a bad move as the sudden speed made me leak like crazy. I walked out into the street and quickly looked around. Just down the street there is an alleyway that goes to the back of the shops where they put their rubbish. I quickly crossed the road and dashed over to it. As I walked into the alley my bladder knew I was getting ready to relieve myself and started spurting into my knickers. I couldn’t wait any longer and by the time I got round the corner to where the bins where I was completely flooding my knickers and had pee streaming down my legs. I didn’t even try to remove my knickers or squat. I just stood there sighing in relief as the torrent splashed all over the floor. I was thankful I had decided to wear a skirt instead of leggings or jeans. It seemed to go on and on and eventually when my bladder was empty I let out a long happy sigh. I stood for a moment enjoying the feeling before going in my bag and grabbing a couple of tissues. I wiped down my legs to remove the droplets of pee slowly running down them and then headed back down the alley onto the street. As I walked along I could the wetness in my shoes and I found myself getting turned on. As I got back to the hairdressers Alice was just having her hair dried so I walked over and waited for her. I didn’t want to sit down incase I left a wet ass mark on the leather seats. When she finished she stood up and put her coat on and thanked the girl. We walked out of the shop and I asked if she needed anything else in town, if not we would go the supermarket and get some stuff then head home. She looked around and then said “the only thing I need right now is a wee”. I looked at her and she said “too much coffee earlier….I’m about to wet myself”. I giggled and she looked at me and said “I’m surprised you don’t have to go too”. I smiled and told her what I just did and put her hand on the front of my skirt so she could feel the wetness. She smiled and then crossed her legs and gasped saying “oh god that isn’t helping”. She said she would go at the supermarket so we went and got in the car and drove off. Our town has a one way system so you have to go in a big circle and all the while she was holding herself and moaning at me to hurry up. When we got to the supermarket we parked the car and then she quickly walked inside. We walked towards the cafe and to where the toilets were. She pushed opened the door and dashed towards a cubicle whilst moaning and making such sexy sounds. I quickly followed her in and grabbed her hands just as she we about to pull down her knickers. She danced on the spot and I winked at her and told her I wanted to watch her wet herself. She winked at me and I stood back and watched her dancing in desperation. I watched as her knickers slowly got wet as she leaked and spurted. Standing next to the toilet must have been torture and after a couple of minutes she let out a loud gasp and there was a loud hissing sound. Pee came pouring out of her knickers and she quickly sat down and let out a long sigh of relief. She pee’d for well over a minute and when she finally emptied she smiled happily. She stood up and showed me her wet knickers before flattening her skirt down. We walked out and went to grab our shopping. All the while my wet knickers turned me on like crazy and knowing Alice’s were exactly the same made it even worse. Needless to say we had lots of fun when we got home.
  10. Me and Matty love watching movies and quite often have movie marathons. Partly because of our love of movies but mainly because we are the kind of people who can’t watch one movie in a series and then watch the others at a later date. If we watch one film in the series we have to watch all the others. Most of the time it is pretty easy as a series has two or three films so we can watch them all in a day. However sometimes we plan movie days when we decide to watch series like Harry Potter or Star Wars with a full day's worth of films to work through. The other evening we were looking for a movie to watch and whilst scrolling through the horror genre we noticed Saw 7 (or Saw 3D, whichever you prefer) and we commented that we hadn’t seen the Saw films for a while. We went to see the seventh film when it came out in the cinema and haven’t seen any of them since. We had nothing to do on Thursday so we decided that we would have a Saw marathon. We looked at the run time and to watch all 7 it would take just shy of 11 hours. When I woke up Thursday morning we had breakfast and then we put all 7 films on a playlist and then made a nest on the couch with our duvet. Matty brought snacks and I asked for a cup of tea. He brought me my tea and then put a 3 litre bottle of water and a small whisky tumbler on the couch. I looked at it then at him and he put on his Jigsaw voice and said “I want to play a game”. He pointed to the bottle of water and said “The rules are as follows, until we have finished watching all the movies the bathroom is off limits and whilst watching the movies every time a person dies you are going to fill this glass and drink it….your goal is to keep your knickers dry”. I giggled and happily agreed to the game. I was looking forward to the double challenge. Holding until the films were over which would take 11 hours and not knowing how many deaths there were thus not knowing how many glasses I would end up drinking. The glass was 100ml so throughout the day I could end up drinking a lot but I knew because it was spread out over time my bladder would fill slower than when doing rapid desperation. We sat and we started watching the first film about half 9. It finished at about quarter past 11 and throughout the film I had 7 glasses of water. We immediately moved onto the second film and throughout that one I had another 7 glasses of water. The second film finished at roughly quarter to one and I was starting to feel my bladder beginning to fill. The third film started and lasted until quarter to three. Over the course of those two hours there were ten deaths which meant 10 more glasses of water. Matty went to make us both a sandwich and brought us both a cup of tea which I slowly sipped after eating my sandwich and we started watching the fourth film. We finished the fourth installment at quarter to 5 and the film added another 10 glasses to my bladder. As the fifth film started I was starting to feel a little desperate as my bladder filled with the tea and water and throughout the film I kept shifting around as I kept getting urges. By the time the fifth film was over I had added another 6 glasses to my bladder and I was starting to feel really desperate. I could no longer ignore the need and was squirming and wiggling in my seat. It was now half past 6 and I knew we had roughly 3 hours to go and god knows how many glasses of water. We started up the sixth film and throughout the whole movie which took us to half past 8 I was squirming and wiggling non stop and by the time the credits finished I was absolutely busting for a pee and was almost wetting myself. I knew I could hold for a while longer but was unsure whether I would make it to the end of the film. The sixth film had added another 13 glasses (four in quick succession) which really didn’t help my bladder and was the reason I was squirming and almost wetting my knickers. The last film started and I sat squirming and bouncing uncontrollably as my pee hole throbbed and trembled under the pressure of my bladder. As the film went on I ended up drinking 10 more glasses and about half way through the film I was sat on the edge of the couch rocking back and forth and opening and closing my legs. There was a moment in the film where 3 people died and then 5 people were poisoned and I knew if I even had to drink one more glass I would burst and soak my knickers in pee. He let me off and said I didn’t have to drink anymore. Now all I had to do was wait until the end of the film. As time passed I got more and more desperate and I got to the point where I felt like I was seconds away from exploding and peeing everywhere but I had to keep holding. My desperation continued to increase and I honestly didn’t know how I was still holding, each wave of desperation that hit me I felt like I was going to burst . Somehow despite my aching bursting bladder pushing hard on my pee hole I continued to hold. A combination of wanting to watch the end of the movie and the challenge of holding until it finished I think is what was keeping me going. With 15 minutes of the film left I started dripping into my knickers with each wave of desperation and they gradually got bigger until they turned into leaks. I was sat right on the edge of the couch with my hand pressed hard against my pussy in an attempt to keep my pee hole closed. The leaks continued to escape as the pressure got so intense and my knickers were getting so wet. With like 5 minutes of the film remaining the leaks turned into spurts and they were uncontrollable. Each spurt shot out of my pee hole and soaked into my knickers. The desperation I was feeling was so intense and I literally felt like if I moved I would explode. The final moments of the film occurred and I was sat begging it to hurry up. Finally the screen went black and the first credit showed up. I moaned out and went to stand up when Matty grabbed me and pointed at the countdown timer on the screen indicating it wasn’t finished yet. I moaned out in desperation as my bladder screamed in protest but the intense desperation and trying to keep holding was such a turn on. My hand went into my knickers and rubbed against my pee hole as I bounced like crazy watching the timer slowly tick down. My fingers kept getting wet as spurts escaped and shot over them. I was practically wetting myself where I sat and it was taking every ounce of concentration and determination not to do so completely. Eventually the screen went blank and I stood up. The sudden impact of gravity made me spurt and I thought it was over. I managed to stop myself losing all control but now I was stood up the desperation and overwhelming need to release my pee was so much worse. I slowly shuffled and took baby steps towards the door with my hand jammed between my legs and pressed hard against my pee hole. I reached the door and walked out into the hallway and when I looked at the stairs I just knew that there was no way I would make it upstairs without wetting myself. That thought alone made me lose a 3 second spurt and it splashed onto the floor below me. I bent over and squeezed my legs hard together around my hand. I looked around frantically trying to think of something before I completely flooded the floor. I suddenly had an idea and shuffled my way into the kitchen losing leaks with each little step. I moved over to door to the utility room and quickly grabbed the mop bucket from the side of the washing machine. I placed it on the floor and its like my bladder knew that relief was so close as she starting contracting like crazy causing me to leak and pee to stream down my legs. I frantically to pull my knickers down but I couldn’t without removing my hand and removing my hand would result in me losing all control. With my spare hand I pulled my t-shirt out of the way and in a quick motion I sat down on the bucket and the moment I took my hand away my pee hole burst open and a massive torrent of pee came gushing out. My knickers were soaked through within seconds and the sound of the strong stream hitting the bottom of the bucket was so loud. I moaned out as relief washed over my body that was absolutely orgasmic. The stream kept coming and coming and it felt like it was never going to stop. I couldn’t breathe properly it felt so good. The relief was so wonderful I felt on the edge of a massive orgasm and the feeling of pee gushing out of my pussy was adding to the pleasure. Once the stream died down the desperation to pee was replaced by a feeling of desperately needing to cum. My pussy was dripping with arousal and needed release so badly. My pee hole was aching from holding for so long and I had to rub her to ease the aching sensation. However I wasn’t prepared for just how turned on I was. I slid my hand into my knickers to rub my pee hole and as I did my palm brushed against my clit and without warning pleasure surged through me and I had an explosive orgasm. The sudden explosion of pleasure made me fall off the bucket and left me lying on the floor trembling and shaking and clutching my throbbing burning pussy. The pleasure continued surging through me and eventually after a couple of minutes it died down and I was left with a wonderful warm tingly feeling. I suddenly realised Matty was stood in the doorway. I smiled at him and he just shook his head and said “erm….well….erm...ya know….WOW!!!”. I giggled and he helped me up. I emptied my bucket down the drain and went and flopped back on the couch. We ordered take away and after eating I was still insanely horny and we spent the rest of the night enjoying my soaked knickers together ;). That was the most intense desperation I have ever felt and the most wonderful feeling of relief. In retrospect its not surprising as throughout the day I had two cups of tea and the equivalent of 1 pint an hour throughout the movie marathon. I am surprised I held all that for so long. The power of wanting to watch movies is stronger than my bladder :p
  11. I just read a story on here and I had a similar experience so I thought I would share the story as I enjoyed remembering it. This tale takes place on my last day of high school which is now 8 years ago when I was 16. At the end of our final year we finished school 2 months early for “study leave” so we had time to finish off coursework and revise for exams then after exams had finished we had our Prom. On the last day we had to go in for an assembly with the school's headmistress and then some activities then we could leave at lunchtime. In the spirit of it being last day we were allowed to wear what we wanted and a lot of people came in costumes and fancy dress and it was really fun. I didn’t wear a specific costume, I just donned a stupid wig,and some fun accessories and wore one of my school shirts so that people could sign it. My friends had done similarly and we all looked like a 60’s hippie band. One of the girls in my friend group, Claire, had decided on a short black pleated skirt to take on the “naughty schoolgirl” kind of look and I couldn’t help admiring her long slender legs all morning. After the morning's activities and people had been round signing everyone else's stuff and writing messages in our yearbooks we were given a final speech by our head of year and then were dismissed. Our group of friends met outside and discussed what we were going to do. In the evening one of our friends parents had invited us for a bbq and a party to celebrate our last day but that wasn’t until later in the evening so we decided to walk down into the town centre and get a bus into the next town over. We got the bus and went to grab some lunch at Pizza Hut and afterwards wandered around town enjoying the beautiful sunshine and each others company. All the while I just found myself looking at Claire’s legs and now that we were outside I had the added enjoyment of getting flashes of her knickers as the wind kept blowing it up. Luckily she isn’t a shy person and didn’t care, she just found it funny. We wandered around for a couple of hours before deciding to get the bus back to our town. When we got off the bus we headed to the park nearby where most of us lived to hang out. Whilst we were there we saw plenty of people from our school and after been there for about 3 hours we decided to head to our friends house for the BBQ. We grabbed our things and set off up the road towards her house. My first excitement of the day came when we were walking along and two people we know from school came around the corner. They asked us where we were heading and we told them and one of them told us they were going the others house because she really had to pee. The other girl and some of my group got into conversation about the day and what we had been doing and we found out the two girls had been with their group over on the playing fields all afternoon enjoying the sunshine and having a few drinks. As they talked I noticed the other girl kept crossing and uncrossing her legs which I was enjoying as I knew she had to pee. Suddenly she crossed her legs tight and stuck her hand between her legs and laughing poked the other girl and said “I hate to break the conversation but can we get moving before I wet myself”. The other girl laughed and said “oh yeah sorry” and quickly finished her conversation. I just stood watching as she danced and squirmed and really wished I could have gone with her and watched her desperation. As we set off walking again a couple of our group mentioned needing to pee and I wasn’t surprised I too was feeling the effects of free refills at pizza hut. Unfortunately there was no obvious desperation and we got to my friends house and everyone went and used the bathroom. We had a really fun night hanging out in the back garden. After the bbq we all sat round a fire we made and had a few drinks and enjoyed the high of finishing school. As it started getting late people started heading home or were being picked up. My mum knew where we were and hadn’t given us a curfew as she knew we were sensible and wouldn’t leave it too late. We said we were going to head home and Claire who lives near us said she would walk home with us. She mentioned going to the loo and stood up and walked off. I got up and went round saying goodbye to people and went to say thank you to my friends mum and dad and then came back outside. A couple of minutes after Claire came back and after saying goodbye we headed out of the gate and down the side passage. We set off walking up the main road and after a few minutes Claire suddenly slowed down and then stopped. We looked at her and she laughed and said “turns out I was wrong”. Me and my sister looked at each other looking for clarification but realised neither of us understood so asked her what she was wrong about. She told us that when she had gone to use the loo somebody was in the bathroom, she assumed our friends sister, and decided she could hold it till she got home as she didn’t want to keep us waiting, now however she was starting to doubt whether she would make it home. It took a few moments to register what she has just said then as I watched her cross her legs it was like a switch clicked in my mind and I suddenly got major turned on. We told her she should have waited we wouldn’t have minded but she told us that when she found the bathroom occupied she had needed to go pretty bad but it wasn’t an emergency so decided to wait. We asked how bad she needed to go and she laughed and said “really really bad, I’m almost peeing myself”. Hearing her say that drove me crazy and I guessed it had done the same to my sister as she winked at me. She stood for a moment before saying “okay, I’m good”. We continued walking and as we did she kept making sexy noises and little gasps and telling us how bad she had to go. She asked us if she would be able to use the bathroom at our house as we were nearest and we said she could. We turned onto a road and we could see the bottom of our road just down the way and she said “I should have definitely had a wee before we left, I’m absolutely bursting”. She was now walking slower and it was obvious she was trying to keep her thighs squeezed together. We walked down the road and as we got to the bottom of our street she looked up towards our house and just said “oh god I can’t make it”. To this day I don’t know whether she actually had an accident or whether she just made the decision that she wasn’t going to make it to our house so it was pointless trying to. All I know is after making the above statement she squatted down and pulled up her skirt. I got a moment to look at her sexy knickers before a wet patch spread across the front of them and then a stream of pee shot through them and sprayed all over the floor. She opened her legs to obviously avoid peeing on them but all it did for us was give us a better view. I was stood open mouthed unable to stop staring at the sight in front of me. My friend was squatting in front of me with her legs wide open peeing into her knickers. The look of relief on her face was glorious and she let out a long low moan. The stream continued coming and eventually died down until there were just a few trickles and drips. When they stopped she stood up and said “well that’s better”. She looked at us and then burst out laughing. She grabbed her skirt and pulled it up and said “is it bad”. She showed us the front of her knickers and then turned round and showed us her wet butt. Both me and my sister stood staring, completely lost for words. She was just stood there showing us her wet knickers oblivious to the powerful effect she was having us. We stuttered a sentence between us that the wet patch was pretty obvious but when her skirt was down it was covered. She looked at the river of pee which was streaming down the road and giggled and said “told you I had to go”. We all laughed then continued walking up the road. We said we would walk her the short walk home and then double back on ourselves. When we got to her house we talked for a few minutes before she said goodbye and headed inside. Me and my sister walked back down to our house and all the way we could only talk about how hot what had just happened was. When we got home she went for a shower and I decided to just go lay on my bed and enjoy the feeling of my own filling bladder and replay the images over and over in my mind. As I did a thought occurred to me. I wasn’t aware of my friends sister being around all evening as she was out with friends and never saw her come home and wondered if she had actually found the bathroom occupied or if she had just decided to wait. When she had wet herself she made no attempt to pull down or move her knickers, she just squatted and pee’d through them. All I could think was either she enjoyed wetting herself and had made up some cover story to explain her desperation or she knew about mine and Casey’s fetish and was giving us a show. I had no proof to back up either theory but I had a lot of fun thinking about both and wondering if they were true. The incident never came up when we saw her and I never asked her if she shared our fetish as It was an awkward subject to approach as she was one of my best friends. However I still wonder to this day if maybe she does share the fetish and is somewhere enjoying her own omorashi.
  12. Isn’t it strange how we are all innately shy about asking to use someone else’s bathroom? I mean we all know they have one, we all need to go regularly yet there seems to be some social taboo about asking to use someone’s smallest room for what is a necessary daily function. On the other hand that creates a few scenarios that lovers of desperation, like us, can enjoy. It also means that I fondly remember each and every time anyone has asked to use my bathroom. Here are a few of those events: My church friend. Elizabeth was a regular at my house. By regular I mean every two or three days. She wasn't working and was lonely and rather much the clingy kind of person who comes a little too often and stays longer than you might prefer. Even so it was still rare for her to ask to use the bathroom and she did live just five minutes walk away so I guess there was never really a need. She was, however, comfortable enough to regularly put the kettle on and help herself to biscuits! One afternoon though I was busy doing housework in my kitchen when I heard the doorbell. I wasn’t expecting anyone and I was sure for once it would not be Elizabeth as she was a single parent of two young kids and school was due out in about 15 minutes. I made my way through the kitchen, through the living room and out to the front door. The set up of that house was rather unusual in that the only bathroom was downstairs and right opposite the front door! As I had been washing floors etc the door was wide open to allow the floor to dry. I opened the door to find Elizabeth standing there with one hand frantic between her legs, jumping up and down, bent over, jiggling about from one foot to the other and generally looking like she had not used a bathroom in so long she was about to flood my front garden and porch! I had never in my life seen her in such a state. Despite it being absolutely obvious what she may be wanting by calling at my door I acted shocked and ignorant as she continued to try and stay calm and tell me what she wanted. She danced frantically about with one hand between her legs, quickly followed by both hands there as she said she had been visiting a friend at hospital then had to get a bus back and she had been on the bus almost half an hour so bursting for the toilet and that she was running late to pick her kids up but she was passing my house and just absolutely, urgently, so desperately HAD to find a bathroom as she needed to pee so so bad it was dribbling down her legs! Of course I stood to the side and watched as she hobbled into the toilet that she had been facing all that time and I just stood there listening as she kicked the door shut and peed for over two minutes! Of course when she came out I offered to run her in my car to get her kids as they were only 5 and 8 and I was concerned about them getting out of school with no-one there for them! She came out so relieved yet so embarrassed looking and from then on she came to visit a little less often. The salesman This was in the same house. It was number 113 and was the very last house in the street. Behind the house was a huge grass area that lead to another housing estate and there were pathways leading in several directions. While it may have been the last house in the street it was a semi-detached house on a corner with a crescent running along perpendicular to the main one we were on. The main road was at the opposite end of the street so any salesmen, postmen, or delivery drivers etc always started at the main road entrance and worked their way into the scheme. After my house you had a dead end so you would have to do an about turn to head out again. I loved the quietness of that end of the scheme and it meant I had the biggest front corner garden with a huge front drive compared to everyone else. Anyway, as I said, anyone targeting the houses for sales or religion or so forth would have been doing so for several hours before they got to my house. One evening I was sitting watching TV in my lounge when I could see two people walking down my drive. It was still just daylight and I was home alone. I was not concerned at all about opening the door back then so when the bell rang I got up and went to open the door. I knew they were salespeople of some sort but I didn’t like to be rude and guessed they had been out for a while by this time of night so at least decided I should hear them out. They had a well rehearsed speech going on between them both and what seemed like a genuine rapport. What I did notice right away though was that one of them, a young man in his twenties with neatly trimmed hair, smart suit trousers, a shirt, tie and company issue waistcoat on, seemed very distracted. He was looking around the back of my house, looking at a tree beside my porch lots and shifting about from foot to foot. I wondered if he perhaps had a rather full bladder but I was soon to find out for definite. The two of them continued on with their well worn sales pitch but this one gent was seemingly struggling more and more. He was stepping on and off my small porch like some sort of rhythmic dance and then pausing to cross his legs then start the up and down the step routine again. He then leaned on my porch and tapped his foot rhythmically up and down, all the time spouting out about double glazing or roofs or whatever he was trying to sell me. Finally after about 15 minutes their pitch came to an end and they asked if I had considered whatever it was blah blah and would I like a quote for this or that. To be honest I was far too transfixed by mr handsome who was making me very horny with his desperation dance on my doorstep and the only thing I wanted to do was delay them to see what might happen next! I am sure the site of my bathroom door opposite with the obvious door sign saying ‘bathroom’ was taunting him even more too. I couldn’t resist saying I HAD been considering those new windows, or whatever and they really were making me think that my current set up was long due a rethink. I never buy from sales people at my door but there was no harm in chatting to them just a little longer now was there? I was so turned on now. My nipples were hard and erect, my pussy lips were swollen and moist and my body was so responsive. The man in front of me was dying for a pee, he was handsome, same age as me approximately and driving me wild. Of course I knew there was only so long they would stay and then they began their closure of taking my details, address and so on. My porch had a small wall to lean on so the bursting boy was trying to write my details down leaning on this tiled area. By now he was really struggling and as he leaned slightly forwards and down he slid one hand in front of his trousers in hope the porch wall would hide him and he was clearly holding himself as he jigged and bounced his legs. His colleague was asking me the relevant questions as desperate salesboy tried holding back his bladder and writing simultaneously. I smiled as his colleague asked if he was ok. A fool could see he was on the verge of peeing himself at a young ladies doorstep while working but the desperate man just moaned back which sent shivers through me. Finally the standing still man asked his utterly desperate friend if there was any questions he had forgotten to ask me to which suddenly the young man turned and faced me, pen and paper abandoned on my tiled porch, both his hands clutching his penis for dear life, bend over and with tears behind his eyes, he looked right into my eyes and asked so politely ‘Could I possibly use your bathroom madam?’ I smiled, looked deep into his eyes and winked at him. ‘Of course, be my guest.’ And I pointed to the door in front. Now to say that man peed would be an understatement indeed! I heard every millilitre come out and the sigh of relief he expressed too. I was almost having an orgasm in my pants! He came out and thanked me and they went on their way. As they walked down my drive I heard bursting boy telling his mate how he had never had to piss like that in his life and that he had started going while writing my details down. I locked the door, drew my living room curtains and masterbated immediately lying on my couch replaying what I had just seen. I never did buy what they were selling but they are welcome back at my door anytime!
  13. Hey, I'm back! ? As you may know, I ran out of ideas with my last story, but if this goes like I think I will, then this one won't end as abruptly, and I can keep it going for a while. ^_^ My basic idea for this one is, a girl who enjoys holding it wakes up one day and decides to hold for a long period of time. You guys get to choose the girl, how long she holds for (or tries to), what she does, who she meets, and where she goes. (When she finally loses it, I will keep it going with later stories of the girl and her friends. c:) First of all, we'll have to pick the girl. What is her age? I'm thinking anywhere from 15-25, but any age is fine. Her hair colour? Any colour is fine, really. ? Her bust size? Doesn't have to be exact, either, 'big' and 'small' work just as well. Her holding capacity? Her name? And finally, is she just a human? Or should we mix this up and make her a neko? (And depending on the girl in question, I might be able to make a picture of her in the program I use called Kisekae 2. :P)
  14. Another story about me. This time I was in my twenties. I had several jobs one of which was cleaning the communal areas of flats. This one day I had two four storey blocks in one town and 8 three storey blocks in another town to do. I had to carry the hoover and all the cleaning stuff with me and always had bottles of water as the flats were so hot. As I was hoovering the stairs in the first block of four storey flats I felt the need to pee a bit but as there was nowhere to go I carried on. It was thirsty work carrying the hoover up and down all the stairs to plug and unplug it all the time then back up the stairs to polish the banisters and wipe all the sills down. By the time I had sprayed air freshener at every level on the first block I had drank a bottle and a half of water. I moved next door to the second block and had to do it all again. I was sweating so had to keep stopping to drink more and I could feel my bladder filling more and more. I was dancing a bit with Henry the hoover and jigging about as I cleaned but as I was so hot I still had to drink. Finally I was finished at the first town after an hour and had to head the twenty minute drive to the next town. Once I sat in my car to drive I had to concentrate on driving so the need seemed to settle down. I should have stopped off at a supermarket to pee but where is the fun in that? So I drove on not thinking I had nearly two hours work left and nowhere to pee. The flats in the second town were smaller but had a bigger landing so more hoovering. I was dancing and crossed legged as I hoovered and polished and I hoped there was no cctv watching me. By the time I got to the third block of flats I was so bursting to pee. I actually recall sticking the hoover tube between my legs to help me hold at one point! I tried to clean as quick as I possibly could and had to get into my car to move to the blocks behind the ones I had done. I remember sitting in my car with both hands between my legs thinking I could not possibly hold and clean much longer but I could not drive either! I was so full! Those last four blocks were a sight to see! I pee danced openly as I cleaned and moaned and openly said stuff like ‘god I am gonna piss myself any second’ I often wonder if anyone in the flats could hear me? I longed to open the hoover and sit on Henry and pee inside him!!!! I was leaking and dripping and by the time I finished it was dark and raining again. I sat in my drivers seat and pissed my pants so hard. It was orgasmic!
  15. My last story was about me controlling my gf’s bladder which she absolutely loves and I love being controlled just as much and my husband Matty is my bladder master. It is always a bigger turn when he randomly decides to take control of my bladder rather than a planned holding session. On New Years Eve we were working at our pub as it would be busy and it's always a really good night. Our resident DJ who plays for us every weekend said he would do New Years for us so in the afternoon I went down and helped him set up in his usual place and then headed back home to chill out for a couple of hours. I spent the afternoon watching TV then about half 5 I went and had a shower and got dressed. As I was getting ready Matty came in and asked me if I had pee’d whilst I was in the shower. I said I had and he suddenly pulled me close and said “well that was your last one this year, no more peeing until 2016”. I felt myself become aroused at the thought and looked at the time, 6 hours till midnight. I finished getting ready and then we headed down for the evening. At half 6 our DJ started playing and the evening kicked off. Throughout the evening we had entertainment and events and it was really good fun. As time went on I kept sipping at my drink to keep myself cool as serving drinks constantly was warm work. By 10 o’clock I was starting to feel the effects in my bladder and over the next hour gradually got more and more desperate. By 11 I was busting for a pee and told Matty this. He smiled and glanced at the clock. He leaned down and whispered “only and hour to go” and prodded my bladder playfully. My drinks continued to filter through me and I continued to get more and more desperate. At 11:30 we rang the bell to let people know it was last orders for 2015 as just before midnight we close the bar so that us and the staff can join in the celebrations. We dealt with the rush of people coming to get drinks and then Matty asked me to go sort the Champagne. We give free glasses of Champagne so people can toast new year when it comes so I went to the kitchen to sort it out. I opened the bottles and filled up the glasses. It was then I realised why Matty has asked me to do it. Listening to the champagne pour into the glasses made my desperation so much worse and I took the opportunity whilst I was alone to dance and hold myself to ease the pressure pushing down on my pee hole. After I filled all the glasses I took them out and handed them round to everyone and once everyone had a glass I put the leftover glasses behind the bar and then went to close the doors as we have a policy on New Years that just before Midnight we lock the doors so no one else can come in and then we don’t let anyone else in after Midnight. We do this because of past experiences of people who go looking for anywhere that's open just to get more drink and we don’t want those sorts of people. We stay open until all our customers have had enough and leave but we don’t want staying open for anyone to come in after they have left another pub that's closing. I went round and locked the front and back door and then turned the TV;s on to watch big ben and the fireworks in London. I went and stood behind the bar with Matty and subtly pee danced. Our barmaid noticed and asked if I was okay. I laughed and said “I need a pee but I don’t want to miss midnight”. She laughed and nodded in agreement. Watching the countdown on the TV seemed to make my desperation intensify and I had to cross my legs tight to keep my pee hole closed. The countdown hit zero and Big Ben sounded and everyone cheered in the New Year. Matty wrapped his arms around me and whispered Happy New Year in my ear before kissing me. We kissed for a moment before stopping and raising our glasses. I drank my champagne which really didn’t help my poor bladder and I bobbed slightly as I crossed slightly. Matty suddenly squeezed my bladder and a leak escaped into my knickers. I gasped and he winked at me. We watched as people linked up and sang Auld Lang Syne and then when it finished people the DJ started again and it seemed people were like me in that they were waiting for midnight as when I looked over there was a queue for the bathroom. Not that that was a problem and I could use the one in the flat upstairs. I was about to ask him if I could go pee when he rang the bell telling people the bar was open again and then he went to let people out who wanted to leave. I served drinks to those who came to the bar whilst dancing and trying to keep my knickers dry for a few more minutes. The sound of the beer pouring into the glasses was almost making me leak and I found Matty looking at me smiling. After the initial rush Matty said he was going to the cellar to get some more bottles for the fridge and suddenly grabbed my hand and led me with him. He led me downstairs and pulled me towards him and kissed me. I squirmed in his arms and broke the kiss and told him I was nearly wetting myself. He smiled and said “I know, and it's so sexy watching you squirm”. He stepped back and watched me dancing and grabbing my self up my dress. I asked if I could go and pee and he shook his head and said “you don’t think I’m going to let you waste a perfectly good full bladder do you”. Hearing him say this sent my arousal skyrocketing and I just stood in front of him desperately trying not to pee myself. I managed to stay dry for another few minutes before I started leaking. I pulled my dress up and showed him the wet patch on my knickers that was steadily getting bigger and begged him to let me go pee before I soaked them. He pulled me in front of him and suddenly said “NO” and pushed hard on my bladder. The sudden pressure caused me to lose control for a moment and pee splashed onto the floor below me. I gasped and pushed my hand against my pee hole to stop it all bursting out. He smiled at me and said “take your hand away”. I reluctantly removed my hand and it started leaking out. I told him I couldn’t hold it much longer and he smirked and said “what if i do this”. His hand slid into my knickers and spread my pussy open revealing my trembling pee hole. As soon as he did this the spurts came and I couldn’t stop them. I spurted a few times and then he pushed again on my bladder and I completely lost it. Pee gushed out into my knickers and all over his hand and ran down my legs and all over the floor. I sighed out loud in relief and leaned in and kissed him as my bladder emptied all over. It kept coming and coming and eventually after what felt like forever the stream slowed down and then finished. I let out a long moan feeling relieved and now super horny. He smiled at the puddle on the floor then told me to take my knickers off. I slid them off and he threw a towel at me and I wiped my legs off and then he handed me a fresh pair of knickers. I looked at them and he said “I thought I better bring these in case you couldn’t make it to midnight”. I giggled and slid them on and he put the wet ones in a bag and put them in his pocket. I walked over to the other side of the cellar and he filled one of the buckets we use when we clean the pump lines and filled it with water and threw it across the floor to wash my pee puddle down the drain. He then handed me a crate of bottles for the fridge and smacked my butt and sent me back upstairs to stock the fridges. Needless to say it was a wonderful start to the new year and later on on the way home I had a very nice desperation sighting which made for a nice end to the night which I will write about and post later.
  16. Last night we went to see Star Wars the Force Awakens (no spoilers in this story) and afterwards I had some fun with my girlfriend Alice…. When Star Wars came out we decided to wait until after Christmas to go and see it for two reasons. Mainly because we were busy getting ready for Christmas and also to wait until it wouldn’t be as busy at the cinema. Over Christmas we have been busy and on Sunday we spent all day helping clean up the damage left when our town flooded so yesterday we decided not to do anything at all and enjoy a day off. We spent all day relaxing at home and then Matty suggested we go and see Star Wars in the evening which we happily agreed to as I keep seeing things all over the internet and I needed to see it before I saw something that would be a spoiler. My sister and her bf said they would go see it another day and our friends were busy so it meant just me, Alice and Matty were going. When we go to the cinema we always go to late viewings that start around 11 pm. We do this as the cinema is quieter and it means there are no children that are annoying. Before hand we decided to go out and get some dinner so we got ready and went out about 8 o’clock so that we could go to our favourite pub for food before they stopped serving. We had our food and played pool for a while before we set off to the cinema. When we got there we bought our tickets and then went to the concession stand and got some popcorn to share and each of us got a 44oz cup. There was some time until the screening time but when we asked the guy at the ticket stand he said it was fine for us to go in. As we walked down the corridor towards our screen I decided to go to the toilet as I faintly needed to go and I didn’t want to leave during the movie. Alice took my drink off me and I went to pee. When I came back she was sat waiting and she said Matty had gone to the loo. I took my drink off her and asked if she was going and she said she didn't need to go so we just waited for Matty. When he came back we went into the screen and went and sat on the back row. By the time the lights came down and the adverts began there were only about 20 people in the screen which we liked. Usually I finish my drink before the film even starts but having had drinks at dinner I wasn’t that thirsty so for once it lasted me. The adverts and trailers were about 20 minutes and then the film started. About halfway through the film I finished off my drink and about 15 minutes later I heard the gurgling sound of Alice finishing her drink. As she put the cup down she whispered “I shouldn’t have drunk that so fast, I need a wee now”. I didn’t think anything of it until about 20 minutes later when there was a funny scene. We all laughed and she said “oh I really need a wee and that's not helping”. I giggled and then noticed that her legs were bouncing and I know that when her legs do that she is getting desperate and that thought turned me on. As time went on I kept glancing at her legs bouncing and wondered how desperate she was getting. Another hour passed and judging by the events of the film and the run time it was getting near the end. When it got to the very final scene and it was obvious it was ending any minute she shuffled forward on her seat and fidgeted on her butt and muttered under her breath “come on...come on….come on”. When the credits started she jumped up and said “thank god, I’m dying for a wee”. She went to walk away and I pulled her down and said “you can’t go yet what if there is an after credit scene”. She sat back down and said “yeah, anyway we always stay till the end of the credits”. She sat on the edge of her seat bouncing and suddenly my arousal took over and I decided to be naughty. I leaned over and whispered “who says I am even going to let you pee”. She looked round shocked and then her shock turned to arousal and she said “please can I go for a wee”. I smiled at her and said “well I would have let you go but you were going to go without asking my permission so because of that you can wait”. She smiled cheekily and went back to bouncing. When the credits finished she stood up and crossed her legs tightly and said “please let me go pee, my bladder is so full”. I winked at her and told her no. She moaned and slipped her jacket on and then we walked out of the screen. As we walked past the toilets she moaned and I grabbed her hand and led her away. We walked out of the cinema and when the cold air hit her she grabbed her crotch and moaned I leaned over and asked “what's wrong baby”. She glared at me and said “before I was busting for a pee but now i'm stood up and walking I’m nearly wetting myself. My eyes widened knowing she was so desperate. A small part of me thought about letting her go back inside to pee but the rest of me was getting so turned on and I knew she was loving it. We walked around the corner and went inside the multi storey car park where we were parked and Matty went up the stairs whilst me and Alice waited for the lift. Now that we were alone and there was nobody around to see her she was pee dancing like crazy. Watching her sexy legs wrap around each other was so hot and listening to her beg for the lift to come was driving me crazy. When it came we went inside and she frantically pressed the button for our floor and it set off. She suddenly gasped and watched as a trail of pee slowly snaked down her legs. Another followed...and another then they stopped, for a moment. She thought she had regained control but then suddenly there was a splashing sound as she started spurting all over the floor. I looked at her and told her she had better stop it and she jammed her hand against her pee hole and squeezed tight. After a few more spurts escaped she managed to stop them but now she was dancing like crazy and moaning that she was about to burst. There was now a small puddle on the floor and I told her to show me her knickers. She reluctantly took her hand away and showed me the wet patch on the front of her red knickers. She immediately grabbed herself again and danced until we reached our floor. We walked across the car park towards our car and when we got there matty wasn't’ there. I checked my phone and he had texted me saying he was going to the shop. I was going to let her pee before we got in the car to head home but now I had more time to have fun with her. We were parked in the corner space so we were near the door and now this had an advantage as we could stand behind the car so we were out of view of anyone else in the car park. To anyone looking at us it just looked like we were looking out admiring the view. She stood in front of me dancing and doing everything to keep her pee hole closed and she kept having leaks which looked so hot running down her legs. Watching her was making me so horny and my pussy desperately wanted attention so I decided to give her a game. I told her I would let her pee as soon as she made me cum. Before I could even react she stood close to me and her hand slid down the front of my jeans and into my knickers. I gasped as her fingers made contact with my throbbing clit and she teased me. Her fingers in my pussy and her moans of desperation soon had me on edge and I was holding back but she was way too sexy and I was getting dangerously close to cumming. I slid my fingers into her knickers and moaned each time her pussy spurted pee all over them. I managed to hold back for a few minutes but suddenly she moaned and said “I can’t hold it anymore, I’m about to burst and pee all over your fingers”. I knew I was about to cum and whispered “so am I”. Before she could say anything I let go and released my bladder all over her hand and the sudden warmth and shock made her lose control and she soaked my hand. Seconds after I started peeing my pussy exploded with pleasure and she kissed me to stop me from moaning out loud. We stood there kissing as we emptied our bladders all over each other and only stopped when we were empty. She smiled at me and then lifted her fingers and sucked them moaning as she did. She looked down at my jeans soaked from top to bottom in the mixture of our pee and giggled. We stood making out until Matty got back and when he did he looked at the puddle on the floor then at my pee soaked jeans and just nodded as this kind of thing is pretty much standard for us. I got in the car and before she did she slid her pee soaked knickers off and handed them to him. He inhaled the lovely scent of her arousal and pee and groaned happily. I spent the journey home with my fingers up her skirt teasing her and when we got home the three of us made the most of our wet clothes and heightened arousal. Writing this I now realise this I will forever associate that film with this moment of naughtiness so everytime I watch it in the future I will become aroused. I will not look at BB8 the same way again :p
  17. I just remembered another Como experience I had. I don't know how detailed or long this will be as it was quite some time ago. I believe I was about a sophomore in high school. I had just discovered that I was into pee about a year ago and I finally got the courage to start doing holds. I quickly learned that I was very good at them. I could hold for hours without a single leak. And naturally as I kept holding longer and longer I got more and more curious as to how much I could actually hold. I was at the point where I enjoyed holding and masturbating at the same time. I don't know what it was about it it just felt amazing. So I grabbed four bottles of ice mountain and went up to my room to begin. I got on my laptop and pulled up a few of my favorite videos and started drinking. After about two bottles I started to fill up. I could feel myself getting wet so I reached into my shorts and began touching myself. About an hour later I had finished all four bottles and I was filling very quickly. I was nowhere near finishing, but I was fine with that. I was in no rush. But something was different about the way that I was filling. I ws getting so full so fast. So I decided it might be time to let some out before I continued. I walked to the bathroom and sat on the toilet and pushed trying to squeeze a small stream out, but nothing came. I thought I was just nervous that I would let it all go if I let any out so I pushed a little harder, but to my dismay I couldn't pee. I ignored it and went back to my room. I would just hold a little longer, maybe if my need was greater it would come out. I went back to my room and lay in my bed cradling my agonizingly full bladder. It seemed that with every second that went by another ounce would filter into my bladder. I had to pee so bad I was sweating. But I was still enjoying it so I wasn't too worried. Soon I decided I wanted to let a little out. So I went back to the bathroom, but the same problem occurred. Nothing would come out. At this point I was beginning to panic a little. I didn't want to tell my mom I couldn't pee. I also didn't want to admit to what I had been doing. So I sat not the toilet for a while begging my muscles to release and let out the contents of my bladder. But they refused. At this point my bladder was beginning to ache. I needed to pee so badly and I couldn't. I was worried that I had actually hurt myself. I decided to pretend to take a shower. I turned on the water and paced my bathroom floor. I cradled my bladder, rubbing it i soothing circles with my free hand. I could feel my bladder spasm as it tried to release its contents, but nothing came out. I was so full that I could barely breathe. But still I couldn't pee. I had to bend over to get a full breathe in my lungs. I was in so much pain that every step sent jolts up my entire body. But I continued to pace. I needed to fix this. Finally after four hours of not being able to pee I turned off the shower and let the faucet run. I let the warm water surround my body and lay on my back in the tub. I relaxed my body and a small stream of pee leaked out of my urethra. I moaned as the pleasure washed over me. It felt amazing to finally release after holding against my will for so long. But my relief was short lived as my muscles contracted and the stream stop shooting a pain up my urethra. I groaned and curled in on myself. I needed to get this pee out. So I relaxed my body once again despite my pain and let my pee leak out of me once again. In very slow gently burst my bladder began to empty. My bladder had bulged out so far that I looked pregnant. I watched as my bladder began to shrink in my belly. With every drop that emptied I felt another wave of pleasure. After what felt like forever my stream finally ended and I lay in my tub completely drained and finally empty but also so turned on. My faucet was already running and I was already on my back. I'm sure you can do the math.
  18. Yesterday I was at work and it was really busy. I was really happy to see things picking up at work as the beginning of this year has been pretty slow :P I had my coffee and water this morning and I had to open the store alone. I peed first thing when I got into work to avoid any urgency, or at least I thought it would have avoided that.... An hour into the day and I started to feel an urge to pee. But I knew I could hold it. I just told myself to keep focusing on conversation with people. About an hour and a half later and they store was pretty busy. I couldn't keep up with greeting everyone while assisting customers. PLUS I HAD TO PEE. The want had become a need and I was on the edge of bursting. I decided that I would ask the store next door to lend an employee to watch my store for a minute for me to take a pee break, but the phone rang!! It was my manager who was meant to be in relatively soon. I was excited to hear from her until she said she would be another 45 minutes. I told her my situation of needing to pee and she said I couldn't ask another store to watch our store. I was terrified. I was going to pee myself if I didn't ask SOMEONE to PLEASE HELP ME!!!!!! I would have had asked someone next store but of course there are cameras that would tell the truth of what happened so I was stuck in this situation. Once I got off the phone I got myself back together and started talking to a couple who had walked in while I was on the phone. As we were talking I started to shift from side to side. The knew what was up. After a few minutes the woman asked "Hey....are you okay...are you needing to....pee...?" I looked at her stunned! She said it! I NEED TO PEE!! I looked at her and just said "Yes." She offered to watch the store but I told her I couldn't leave the front of the store and that my manager would be in soon (still about 45 minutes!!!!!). I managed to force myself to stand still while they were still in the store to avoid her bringing up my need to pee again. About 15 minutes later and this was it. I called my manager and said "Can I please ask someone next door to just watch the store for a minute so I can pee?" Once again the answer was no and that she would be in shortly. I explained the urgency but she was still against it. So I hung up just horrified of what was about to happen. Once I got off the phone someone asked me if we had a picture frame in a navy blue. I told them yes we did but it is in the backroom. Just then I realized 'Oh my gosh this is it!!!!' There is a drain in this backroom hall. So I slipped back to find this navy blue frame. Once I had the door closed to the room I pulled my underwear off from under my dress and let it go!!! It was glorious. Probably too loud.... But I didn't care. I was in a rush to get the glorious pee over with (EVEN THOUGH THIS FELT FREAKING AMAZING!!!!) and get that darn picture frame to this customer!!! As I peed I even was peeing too fast for the drain to keep up. The floor was flooding some and soon I stopped as I felt enough of a relief a good way through. I got the picture frame in hand and when I opened the door to the back room my manager was right there! She asked me why I wasn't on the floor and I showed her that I was getting this picture frame. She took it for what it was and let me get it to the customer. I'm so glad it worked out well as after I dealt with that customer I then looked at my manager and said "Can I pee now??" and she said yes.
  19. Over the years I have voided my bladder in lots of different places from aeroplane toilets, to outside, from buckets to pristine posh toilets in stately homes. This is the story of the time I was once forced to pee in a shoebox! It happened one evening in December last year. I had some friends and family around and despite finding some aspects of peeing rather sexy I am also very pee shy. I find it very embarrassing to excuse myself to use a toilet...even my own! I live in an older style house with just one bathroom upstairs. I was drinking mostly soft drinks and the odd glass of wine and laughing with friends. There had been people in my house for several hours at this point and I hadn’t used the bathroom since around lunchtime. I reasoned with myself that I would just hold until people left as I always did. Making snacks, pouring drinks and heating food meant I was mostly in my large kitchen which is a room on its own. While guests did come into the kitchen they didn’t always stay so as my need to pee continued to grow I was able to cross my legs, lean on the counter and even pee dance slightly. With the holiday season and work and school not on people seemed in no hurry to leave. By ten pm my house still had quite a number of guests. By now I should really have just swallowed my pride and slipped out and upstairs to the loo. I am my own worst enemy though and the very thought made my face flush with embarrassment. Outside I (hopefully) still looked the epitome of professional host whist inside my body was fighting a huge battle! My muscles were tense, my urethra pounding against my cotton knickers and my vaginal lips were tingling. My breasts became sensitive to touch and my bladder was looking and feeling distended. It was getting to the point I would need to overcome myself to stay decent but I convinced myself people looked like they would be leaving ASAP. By 10:30 a few had started to leave but now I felt it would be even more obvious if I left to pee. Everyone would know exactly where I was going and my dignity could not cope with that. With no more food to prepare and less drinks flowing I had to mingle more out with my kitchen which meant trying to hold a very full bursting bladder among others. I quickly found an empty seat and sat down crossing my legs tightly. It was a hard wooden dining table seat which meant I could sit upright keeping my muscles tense. My whole body was screaming at me to go to the bathroom urgently. My toes were curling, my knees bouncing, my thighs clamped tight, my hips swaying, my legs tightly crossed, my muscles tightened, my bladder aching. Even the top half of my body was telling me to ‘pee now!’ With my nipples hard and erect, my face grimacing, my neck tensed. It was taking my entire body to hold. My bladder was so full I looked pregnant! Without conscious awareness I had started rocking as I spoke to people. My hands intermittently going between gripping the seat of the chair to pushing between my legs to ease the pressure. I’m sure people must have known or even been enjoying my movements but I was thinking I should stop being stupid at this point and just use the toilet I so urgently needed. Then I realised as the last few people started to leave that I should really be social and ‘see them out’ by standing up. But God I was so ready to wee it was painful now. I was also highly aroused but more than anything I HAD to release my bladder. It took three attempts at standing before I could do it without wetting. I had lost all professionalism now and I was bouncing from foot to foot. I was utterly mortified when my friend hugged me at my front door as she kept saying to her partner ‘we’d best go Harry and let Mary get to the loo. She looks frantic!’ Harry winked at me but followed his partner to the car. ‘Oh my God I am beyond desperate!’ I said to myself the second the door was closed. My hands were between my legs now as I tried to make it upstairs without wetting. I somehow made it and pushed at the door with both hands wedged between my legs as pee was dripping into my undies in preparation of sitting on the pan. But the door was locked! I hammered on the door so frantic to pee I had completely forgot my own partner at the time may also have felt too embarrassed to use our own loo or been too busy socialising he too could have been bursting. He shouted back ‘sorry love. Been holding my poo for ages and had to come quick. I’ll be as quick as I can!’ I ran into my room, stripped off my tight jeans and blouse and jumped on my bed with just my white lacy bra and matching knickers on. I knelt down with one hand inside my knickers stroking myself and the other helping me balance. I was right on the edge of pissing everywhere and the only way I knew to help get through the next few minutes was to masterbate and hope it staved off the urgency. I grabbed my toy and even inserted that in the vain hope having an orgasm would prevent my pee escaping. I was shaking now both with pee urgency and being so aroused. As I inserted my metal vibrator in and out quicker and quicker I could feel my muscles contracting and as much as I was enjoying the feeling I began panicking when I felt urine seeping through past my toy. I was leaking and about to burst my full contents of my bladder onto my bed. I pulled my vibrator out quickly and bend over the side of my bed where I kept some shoes under my bed. I had no time to do anything else as droplets of warm pee ran slowly down my inside legs. I tipped out a new pair of high heel shoes onto the floor and grabbed the cardboard shoe box like my life depended on it. I knelt over the box as a huge sudden gush of warm almost clear urine poured quickly into the cardboard show box. There was a short pause before my body suddenly shook with such intensity I wasn’t sure if I was climaxing or just shuddering with sheer and utter extreme pee desperation. Either way as I shook my urethra relaxed, my vaginal swollen lips parted willingly and my Kegal muscles pushed with such a ferocious force I almost lost my balance. My eyes closed, my body frozen, my whole being releasing to the moment. Water flowed out at high speed into that box swirling around the corners and slashing into the centre. Filling and filling at a steady and intensely satisfying speed until my body felt it had had it’s time. The stream eventually slowing, my busy finally relaxing, my whole being able to finally breathe. As the reality hit I knelt there in complete shock. I was kneeling on my bed in just my pants and bra with my pants down to my knees with a cardboard shoe box wedged between my legs full of warm foaming pee. What sort of woman does that? What sort of professional female finds herself in this situation? I stared at the shoe box in disbelief and shock as I heard the toilet door finally open and my partner shouting ‘the bathroom’s free now if you still want to use it?’ I moved the shoe box to my bedside cabinet while I unhooked my dressing gown from my bedroom door, pulled it around me and hid the shoe box inside like some dirty secret. I emptied the contents down the toilet quickly, splashed my face with cold water to calm myself down and washed my hands. I then stood on the box to fold it down and crushed it into the bathroom bin. Every time I see a shoe box I think if that day and tell myself it won’t ever happen again. The problem is no-one can guarantee that can they?
  20. This is the story of the time I held on the longest I can remember! My dad worked for British Rail so I had the privilege of having some free train passes I could use when I was a teenager. I have an uncle and aunt who live in London so I arranged to go and visit them one Easter. It was a long train journey but as I love train travel it was very relaxing. So I was always (still am) somewhat embarrassed to say to anyone when I need to use the bathroom. When I was staying at my aunts I tried to not go very often and would sit and chat and hold on for as long as I could. I would never go during the night either incase I woke anyone so spent the week holding every day so many times! Their bathroom was off the kitchen and somehow if I did muster the courage to go I would inevitably meet my cousins in the kitchen or my aunt and they would want to chat! By the time I had got to the kitchen I was usually almost wetting myself and it was so difficult to remain social and decent while on the verge of wetting! I do recall dancing feverishly a couple of times and looking longingly at the bathroom so often. I never gave my aunt my dirty washing that week as every pair of pants had wet patches that week! Anyway, this particular night that week we had all sat in the kitchen having Sunday dinner. The sun was shining into the room making it warm and I remember drinking a few glasses of water with my meal. As was normal we had been to church together that morning and I was booked on the train home the next day. During dinner one of my cousins (three girls the oldest being about five years younger than me) mentioned that the youth group had a meeting on and suggested we all go since it was my last night with them. It sounded fun so about an hour after dinner my aunt gave us all a bottle of water each and some sweets and we ploughed into my uncles car to go to the youth event. The church was just twenty minutes drive away so I was expecting us to go there. I had not been in the car long when I felt a familiar tingle in my privates and realised I should have gone to the bathroom before we left. By the time we had been in the car about twenty five minutes so I was not at all worried assuming we would arrive any minute. The car kept driving. I foolishly drank som more water from the bottle as it was hot in the back of the car. I was aware I needed the bathroom a bit but I was still fairly comfortable. I looked out the window and tried to enjoy the ride while I listened to my cousins chat to their dad. Half an hour later and we were still driving! By now I had my kegs crossed and I was wondering where we were going! From what one of the girls was saying it seemed this was a joint churches thing and we were heading for another church out of town. Surely we had to be there soon? And surely there would be a toilet when we got there. Finally we pulled into a car park and my uncle turned off the engine. We had been in the car an hour now and I had last used the bathroom over four hours previously and since then I had consumed a lot of liquid! I went to open the door but there was a child lock on and the others were not getting out anyway. I really wanted to ask where we were and if we were getting out. Mostly I wanted to ask if there was a toilet anywhere I could use but I was way too shy for that. I should say this was before the days when mobile phones were standard though my uncle did seem to have one as they were pretty well off. We sat in the pitch black car park for ten minutes of more. I could see a building nearby but like everywhere else it too was in pitch darkness. If I had not been with relatives I would have been a bit scared to be honest. The only good thing about the darkness was I was able to hide my need to wee more. I placed my hand between my crossed legs and shifted around in my seat. I could feel the need much stronger and I was certain if we went home I would never last the hours journey. There was no way I could wet myself though as I was staying with relatives for one thing, I would be far too embarrassed for another and my uncle would not be happy if I damaged his car. I needed a bathroom so bad though! It was getting harder to sit still! Eventually my uncle decided to call someone. We had been in the car park over twenty minutes now and I was bursting for a pee and no idea where we were or when I would be able to go! I could hear the person on the other end of the phone telling my uncle that he was in the wrong place but suggesting we go to their house for a while instead! I hoped so badly that they lived near by. I really really needed to find a bathroom and time was running out.... My uncle switched off the phone and started the car up. I was so glad it was dark outside as I was able to have one hand wedged between my legs pushing against my vagina to try and hold my pee in. Despite having a seat belt on I kept moving around too. My cousins seemed engrossed in conversation with their dad talking about where we were now going and how they were excited etc. I was dearly wishing it would be close by and trying to figure out how I would get out the car dry when we got there. I was so bursting I actually remember putting my hands inside my trousers and pants and stroking myself. I was so embarrassed but had my body facing the car window so no-one could see. I was practically dancing in my seat and my face was screwed up. My bladder was hurting and I was getting concerned. Finally we pulled into the driveway of a very posh house. It turned out to be the church minister and his wife and they invited us all inside. My cousins were hugging them and so excited and I was standing there crossed legged hoping someone would say hello to me so I could ask quietly if I could use their bathroom please! While I stood there I felt a few drops leaking out of me and I had to suddenly shift position to try and stop myself peeing myself in a posh house in front of family and strangers. They had set up this sort of snug/TV room for us all and laid on a bit of a spread with sandwiches, juice, cakes etc. We all got comfy and I found myself sitting at the end of the sofa closest to the ministers wife who was on a large arm chair knitting. They turned on a TV and put a movie on which I have no idea what it was as all I could think of was the fact I was about to wet myself! With all the chatter and the noise of the movie I muttered to myself ‘I need the toilet so bad’ but no-one seemed to hear! Why could I not just admit I was bursting to pee and ask to use their bathroom?? Instead I sat back in the sofa and crossed my legs tightly. I was sat bolt upright and must have looked so uncomfortable. There was a small coffee table beside me and the ministers wife reminded me politely that I had a glass of juice and snacks I could have. Just looking at the glass of juice was making me so nervous. I picked up a sandwich and politely ate it though all I wanted really was a bathroom break. My bladder was aching now as I had been holding for almost two hours and not been to the bathroom for over five hours. I shifted about and tightened my muscles all I could. I even slipped my head between my crossed legged desperately longing to finger myself as the closer I got to wetting myself the more turned on I got! The noise settled as everyone else finally started to watch the movie. I tried watching it but I could not focus on anything other than the fact I was about to burst! I took a deep breath and said really quietly ‘Excuse me please, could I use your bathroom.’ Unfortunately right at that moment the movie had a loud part which completely drowned out my whisper and no-one responded. I could feel the tears behind my eyes as my urethra was pounding so hard against my vagina, my pussy lips were swollen beyond belief, my clit was rock hard and I was so wet and open. For a second I froze as a spurt leaked out just as my urethra pushed down for the millionth time that night. I could not take this a second longer. I swallowed hard, put my head down to avoid eye contact and almost cried out, ‘Please please could I use your bathroom. It’s quite urgent’ And right at that point I stood up as another drip leaked.... As I stood there, vulnerable, dripping and blushing I could feel my entire body shaking. I had reached the point of no return and if I was delayed more than a minute longer I would flood the room with hot steamy fluid! Without so much as lifting her eyes from her knitting the ministers wife said ‘of course! Up the stairs, third on the right.’ What? In a property the size of this and they had no downstairs loo? How was I ever going to make it upstairs? My urethra was pushing against my wet pants now so fast it was like a steam train about to crash. I HAD to pee. I HAD to. I jammed both hands instinctively between my legs, put my head down in utter embarrassment and bent over. Now to find this heavenly longed for place when I could relax, open myself up fully and explode like a waterfall at the edge of a cliff. My hands could feel my trousers were already damp now and I needed every ounce of energy I had to keep myself from just surrendering to my own body, allowing it the precious release it needed and relaxing into the inevitable. I knocked the room door closed with the back of my foot, leaned against the old Victorian hallway and fell back against the wall. Here was I, in my late teens, an everyday girl with shoulder length dark brown hair, navy trousers, a flowery cream and navy blouse on, deep brown eyes and breasts that only just jutted out more than my overfilled and bursting bladder. My eyes filled with tears as my knees bent and my back fell against the cold wall as I grasped myself between my legs for dear life. Finally I could undo the top of my trousers as I tried to stop myself from the inevitable, bursting open for all to see and hear! I slid one hand inside my trousers, inside my wet and warm pants and grabbed my pee hole with my fingers for all I was worth. How had I got to this state? Why was I simply unable to ask to go earlier? Now I had taken myself to a totally extreme situation where not only was I about to wet my clothes but I was also so incredibly close to having a sexually public experience in the hallway of a ministers house! What was I thinking? I saw the stairs and made a run for it...well running with open trousers, wet pants, a body bent over, a bladder sloshing about and a finger inside your leaking pussy is a site to behold I can tell you! With my free hand I held onto the railing and willed myself to hold another second...and another...and another... The tears dropped from my eyes in sequence with drops from my urethra onto my hand. I was beyond bursting and if anyone saw me I knew I would just let go. My heart was pounding, my skin sweating, my vagina screaming. Each step up those stairs was both painful and orgasmic as each drop ran down my inside leg causing electric shocks right through me! The third door seemed like an absolute eternity away. I was past being dignified. I was past holding back now. As I reached the light coloured carpeted landing I kicked my trousers off then and there. (My shoes had been removed when I came in so I only had my socks on). It didn’t even cross my mind how I would manage to come back for them or what if they were found. This was an emergency and I could not have them getting any wetter. The gusset of my flowery cotton pants was so wet and warm so as I continued to struggle on I used my spare hand to pull them down too. So here I am staggering along a hallway naked from the waist down in someone’s house with hot sexy pee running out of me despite all I could do to prevent it! One drip on the carpet. And another. Where was this door? Where was the bathroom I so desperately, longingly yearned for? Finally I came to the third door, pushed it open, and tore my hand away as I ran dripping and panting for the toilet. I turned and tried sitting down just milliseconds before a torrent of hot streaming release escaped me. It was pouring out of me so fast before I even had time to rest my bottom on the seat. I was shaking, crying and laughing all at the same time! I rested my bum cheeks on the cold plastic seat and finally relaxed as hours and hours of build up finally took its toll on my whole body. My head tipped back, my eyes closed and my mind taken to a place of utter relaxation and peace finally. This was a needed pee. This was a never needing climax that was heavenly indeed. The speed at which my body released that day was second to none. The amount of liquid, the intensity and the feelings of total release have yet to be repeated. I could not control what was happening to me. The bathroom door was wide open, I could be watched, heard or touched by anyone and I could not have cared. I was in another realm altogether, in another world, where all that mattered was getting this climax, this release. For all I could not say a word earlier about my need to pee all of a sudden here in the bathroom, alone, naked from the waist down with my discarded damp clothing in the hallway outside, I could not keep quiet. ‘Ah, ah, ah’ ‘Oh, oh, oh’ ‘This...is....heaven’ I screamed as my entire body pulsated with release, passion and ecstasy. The urine kept on coming in waves, mixed with so much mucus that ran out of me uncontrollably. Time stood still as my body reached its ultimate high. Then I sat there, suddenly aware that this went beyond peeing. Suddenly aware the door was open, I was half naked, exposed, spent and fulfilled in every sense of the word. It took over a minute before I was able to regain any sort of composure. I wiped my tired running pussy with paper. It sent more shivers throughout my body but I couldn’t go there again. I was exhausted but oh oh so happy. The tears in my eyes now were those of pure delight, happiness and peace. Whatever had just happened to me was something incredibly special, wonderful, heavenly. I flushed the toilet, washed my hands and yawned. I was spent. Fully and utterly.
  21. Connie was a beautiful, bright twenty year old blonde. A white girl, but a little tan as it was summer and she and her friends were getting back from the beach. It was such a hot day that Connie guzzled down probably half the bottles of water that brought in the cooler. It was a fun day with her three friends and boyfriend who brought his buddy along. She loved her boyfriend Bricks and all her friends. But she was also a very self-conscience girl. She had a rock hard, thin but nice beach body. And her glasses were a sexy feature to guys she met so she never got contacts. But she easily got embarrassed. Her embarrassment caused massive panic attacks, she would cry, turn red all over, sweat, shake, all from humiliation. So she tried to avoid situations that cause it. Which is why it really sucked with what happened today..... Connie only wore a black two piece swimsuit. Her black bra tight around her big boobs and black panties that tightened in the center of her butt and went up the crack to show her butt cheeks. Needless to say she noticed Bricks and his friend were trying hard to keep their boners down. She laughed. And they started to walk back to the car and head home. “Today was a lot of fun,” Connie said. “Definitely!” Her friend Mary said. That’s when Connie noticed her bladder pain had grown much worse. She felt she had to go a little before, but now it was like a load pushing out of her. “Ummm,” Connie started to shake. She didn’t want to admit her need to go in front of her friends. Embarrassing. “Guys I think I’m going to grab something back at the snack bar quick since it’s a long ride home.” “I’ll come with you,” Bricks said. “No babe, go keep my seat warm. I’ll get you something.” Then Connie ran off, feeling her bladder pains increase. Her legs tight as she took little steps and arms stuck to her sides. She was tense. The kind of feeling one gets when they get closer to the bathroom knowing relief is there but then it’s at a point where they can’t go back. “Oh I gotta pee, I gotta pee, I gotta—-Ah Shit!” To her horror, both bathrooms had out of order signs. They were the only bathrooms in the beach. Seeing the ocean and splashing waves near by only made the ocean in her bladder about to explode out of her. She crossed her legs and bounced. Started to sweat. “Oooooh mannnnn!” She bit her lips knowing she had to work fast. She went under the boardwalk and got behind a pillar. Her breathing was heavy as she started to pull her panties down about to pee in the sand. The ride home was three hours she’d never make it. Again she did not want to tell her friends to stop somewhere it was too embarrassing. At last she knew she be getting release and smiled. “Excuse me!” A voice shocked Connie from behind. She quickly pulled her panties up, keeping every ounce of pee inside her still. It was a hunky lifeguard. This guy was ripped, and being so hot bad making her feel wet down there in her private area did not help her hold it. She crossed her sexy tan legs tight. “Ms. Were you about to pee on this pillar?” He asked. “What?!? No no no no no!” Connie faked a laugh as she barely held on to the load inside. “I-I-I jjjust wanted to see if there were seashells around here that I don’t own yet. Collecting that’s all.” Her voice was louder than she thought due to what was happening. “Are you sure?” the lifeguard asked.”you don’t have to go?” “Oh no me?!” Connies face covered in sweat and shook with crossed legs. “Nah ah. Not me!” “Ok well I was going to say-“ She could not take this anymore. She had to go back to her friends or they would think she’s taking a crap instead somewhere. “I’m sorry but I really have to go....TO MY FRIENDS!” She have a final awkward laugh, fixing her glasses slipping off her face and ran off. The lifeguard looked puzzled and said, “I was just going to say we have another restroom over there.” In the opposite direction Connie just ran, another men and women’s lavatory. Open and ready for anyone. “Where the food?” Bricks asked “Um um um um um!” Damn. Connie felt so stupid and started to turn red. Her bladder ached so bad she had to hold onto the car to keep herself up straight. “Snack bar closed. Babe let’s go.” “There’s no rush Connie I mean-“ “I want to have sex once we get back.” They has only dated six months and Bricks was patient. Nice guy, they did sleep in the same bed a couple times but no sex yet. The guy of her dreams. “Imagine all this without these,” She introduced her hot body. Her boyfriend nearly fell over as all the blood left his head and went into his erected dick. “LETS GO GUYS!” That ride was the longest of her life. So painful as well. Bumps all over the road making her bladder feel like it would explode any second. She say her legs crossed and hands on crotch. Actually one hand covered the other, as the other hand poked under her panties into her pee hole to plug herself up. Connie felt like a boxer was taking one punch after the other into her gut she had to pee so bad. She tried to stop shaking. She really did. “Babe you Ok?” Bricks asked. Mary looked to the backseat and saw Connie. “You sick? We can pull over-“ “No!” She yelled uncontrollably. “I mean umm...I’m fine.” She bit her lips and formed a fake smile feeling her bladder send off signals. Red alert red alert! EMERGENCY! One hour out of the three they had to drive passed. Suddenly...SPURT! Connie froze as a small leakage of pee shot out of her weakening crotch. She hasn’t had an accident since she was a baby. She was an adult for crying out loud. You would think living in an apartment with parents, an Uncle and Aunt, two cousins, and three siblings and one bathroom would teach self discipline and control. Nope! She had come close many times to this day nearly wetting herself. In front of her own family would be humiliating enough and cause her to die. And they lived in the city in a building with huge condos and apartments for big families. The only bathroom were those in the rooms. Had she ever tried to cry when she had to wait in her Family bathroom line every morning? Duh! But they were a strict military Family. You fight or fail on your own and clean up your messes (literally in that case). One time she was bouncing aggressively up and down with her cousins and Dad in front of her in line saying she would burst. They would not let her cut. This happened to her siblings and cousins at times when they were last in line. Everyone fought to build strength. Luckily she made it that day. Granted she was not in countdown time at that time. She had not reached countdown time in years. “Merrr!” She moaned quietly as a surge of cramps shot through her legs from crossing them so hard and a bladder pulse that made her squirm side to side in her car seat. Her leg cramp was so bad it felt like her calf muscles would pop out of the skin. She had to keep them crossed. Or she would explode! Bricks noticed his girlfriend crying a little and shaking. It was clear what was happening. “Babe do you have to pee?” Connie sucked on her lips as butterflies filled her stomach. “Wha-no. Just migraines that’s all.” “You sure? Not be mean but you know about that issue I have right?” She remembered. Pee and poop grossed Bricks out. His last girlfriend was into omorashi and stuff like that and he thought it was nasty. And she really liked this guy. Her wetting did not mean he would break up with her, but it would be super embarrassing. He was captain of the college football team. So if something like that happened it would no doubt get around school. Connie tried to admit she needed to go, but it would not come out of her mouth as words. This sucked! She was going to ruin her new expensive bathing suit, probably be unable to walk for a while due to these leg cramps she wouldn’t stretch out, embarrass herself in front of her friends, boyfriend (ex MAYBE if she couldn’t hold it in) and be humiliated probably if word got out around campus. SPURT!....another two small streams of leakage went down her leg. Connie’s eyes widened as she literally felt her belly would explode open any second as massive cramps shot through it and sent shivers up her spine. SPURT! She couldn’t stop. Another spurt of leakage. Bricks friend turned to look at Connie sniffing. “Dude do you smell something?” Bricks noticed it too. Connies heart was beating so fast she heard it and felt it beat against her chest. Her throat went dry. COUNTDOWN TIME! Her body alarms went off. Countdown time only happened when she was literally about to burst. It was something her mom taught her as a kid when teaching her how to use the potty and it never failed. She had 60 seconds left. There were no exits. And she noticed they were stuck in traffic. Cars all around them. “Ahhhh!” Connie cried as everyone looked at her shocked. “Guys please I...oh no...” she wrestled to open the car door and run out but it wouldn’t budge. Countdown time: 43..........38.....” SPUURT! “No, no. No! Mary unlock the doors!” 20........10......”No....argh!” She pulled her legs up to her chest and crossed at ankles. It didn’t matter. She fought and fought but it was a losing battle. 3....2....”Errgggh No...Oh NO! CAN’T NOOOOOOOO! PLEASE NOT HERE NOOOO!” Poor Connie could not control her bladder any longer. The force so strong it shot her legs open as hard streams of boiling pee that burned her crotch like fire shot out of her. She could not regain control as everyone in the car backed away and saw their friend explode into an eruption off pee that went everywhere. Seats, Windows....they all got out of the car and left Connie by herself as people in other cars stared and laughed. She turned so red as a river blew out from under her. Still coming! Liters of pent up pee being released against her will. Connies heart beats so fast she held her chest and cried harder than she ever had as she had the most embarrassing accident she ever had. Little did she know it would not be her last. “Ooohhhhoooooo! Why me?!! Why God WHY!!!!” “What the?” Connie awoke. She was in her bed. Her blonde hair all around her face, her tan body only having on a white t shirt and dark blue panties that rode up her ass. Everything was dry. She was home. Bricks next Her in bed. “It was....just a dream.” That’s right she remembered. They came back from the bar last night after drinking for hours. They danced, laughed. Her boyfriend went to use the nasty bar bathroom and then they came home. They went straight to bed. “Hey babe,” Bricks said. They kissed. “You were squirming all night and yelled a couple times. You ok?” “Bad dream Bricks.” Thankfully it was all fake. Every consequence she went over in her mind in that dream would happen...but luckily it she didn’t wet herself. So for now she didn’t have to worry about doing something embarrassing in front of Bricks, having an accident in front of loved ones, probably needing surgery to fix her bladder. She laughed. Then she heard an alarm go off. There was no alarm in the room. It was in her head. “What the?....EEEEE!” Oh no.....COUNTDOWN TIME! 60....58....Connie grabbed her crotch hard as she suddenly felt all those drinks had caught up with her and filled her bladder to explosion point. It hurt so bad and she could feel it coming. Connie put on her glasses. She leaped out of bed and felt a surge of pain shoot through her leg. “AHH!” She fell. Bricks was barely awake. “Babe what’s going on?” He asked getting up. Connie looked and saw her foot. Her toes crossed over one another and her calf swollen. That was all a Dream last night, but it was influenced by things in her sleep. She must have got a leg cramp last night and forgot. COUNTDOWN TIME: 45....Connie had to go! She pulled herself up from her dresser. “Come on....i...g-gotta make it. Or else I lose!” She was already embarrassed with all this in front of Bricks. She couldn’t imagine wetting herself next. NO! SHE COULD NOT PEE IN HER PANTIES! Connie hopped on one foot towards her bedroom door. "Ow, ow, ow!" 34......33.....30 Her breathing heavy, heart racing. But she felt a sigh of relief now that the toilet was only a couple doors down. She grabbed the knob, her bladder sending painful pulses everywhere in her body. "Almost there!" 25......24......23......Turned it, opened the door and ran out.......... .....and imminently bumper into her brother. “Watch it!” He said. Connie said, “I’m sorry Jason I just gotta-NO!” Jason, her two other siblings, cousins, Uncle and Aunt and mom all in front of her in a line where a couple other of them squirmed. Connie was last in a long bathroom line. "Babe?" Bricks called from the room. Connie sweated, shook like crazy, her crotch on fire, belly having huge pulse like aches. “Umm Guys!” She panicked. This can't be happening.......only it was. She bounced in place. “Guys can I cut please I just have to pee.” No dice. They all shook their heads as she knew the rules. Not in front of everyone she would die of embarrassment. “Guys.....Ummmm” Her arms crossed on her upper half as she rubbed her sides. No use. "I really REALLY gotta get in there. I have to use the bathroom." She then grunted, "Come on." She noticed Bricks behind her looking at her like this was all odd. Her face turned red. Then she grabbed her crotch hard and slouched over.............18...........15..... “Guys I can’t stop Countdown Time. I’m on Countdown Time and can’t stop it. Fighting a losing battle! Guys, please, GUYS!” Poor, poor Connie. THE END.
  22. “Ahh…” Kelly smiled and stretched as she woke up for school. 7:00 sharp, as she always did. A tomboyish, tan, fit 18-year-old girl, her red hair hung down to her shoulders. She wore a simple t-shirt and panties combo to bed, and nothing else. She felt if she wore too much she’d get too hot at night. As Kelly woke up, a familiar feeling hit her. She had to pee REALLY badly. She always did when she woke up, it was always inevitable. No matter what she tried, she could never stop herself from having to pee. She ran to the bathroom but realized it was locked. “Ohhh…” she moaned and banged on the door, crossing her legs hard, she didn’t think she could hold it. “Who’s there?” her sister Melanie yelled from inside. “It’s Kelly, open the door! I’ve gotta pee!” “It’ll have to wait!” Mel yelled out, “I just found out I’ve got the flu!” Kelly heard the feint sounds of her sister being sick in the bathroom. She knew she couldn’t wait, but she decided to be nice to her sister and walked back into her room, trying to find something to take her mind off of it. And she did find something. The clock that said 7:50. “Oh my god, I overslept!” Kelly quickly got dressed and ran out of the house, putting her bladder on hold. Kelly, now dressed in a purple t-shirt, black leggings, tights, and a pair of black flip-flops, with her red hair in a ponytail, ran to the bus and got on. The bus ride to school was torture. She sat there squirming hard, crossing her legs to try and keep it all in. She was a bit too shy to hold herself in front of everyone on the bus, but her quivering legs told them all they needed to. She was ready to explode. As the bus arrived, Kelly thanked whatever deity she believed in that she hadn’t leaked yet. She quickly got inside… well, at quickly as she could without spilling, and found the closest bathroom. On the verge of bursting, she walked into the bathroom, only to see, in horror, that all the stalls were occupied! She couldn’t believe it, 4 stalls and none of them had any vacancy! Kelly squirmed hard and, since nobody was around, grabbed herself, trying to hold it all in. Her face showed great pain, she felt agony as her bladder pulsed with every passing second, the pee being pushed to the hole, and her having to snap it shut! Soon a toilet flushed. It made her moan and grip herself tighter, crossing her legs tightly and shutting her eyes, but it had a good side to it. Soon the girl came out of the stall, and Kelly quickly ran inside to take her place. Pulling her tights down, she finally got her sweet relief! It felt amazing, she had never experienced anything like this before. She had never let it get this bad, and she had never released this much pee all at once. It was almost orgasmic… almost. One thing was for sure, though… If she had released this much onto the floor of the school, she would never have lived it down. After seeing her boyfriend, Bruce, and he gave her a soda, she drank it down quickly. She needed to get to class, and they didn’t appreciate sugary drinks in the classrooms. It was a policy that she thought made a lot of sense, if it spilled it would attract bugs. So she finished it quickly and went to class. After her first class was over, she took a big drink of water from the fountain. She was parched, drinking a whole soda actually made her mouth sticky and kinda dry. Afterwards, she talked with her friends a bit. “So,” she said, “I almost didn’t make it!” she was telling her friends about her experience. “I had to pee SO badly, and the bathroom was occupied, I actually came here with a full bladder!” “Wow,” her friend Mandy said, “You made the full, 10-minute bus ride here with a bursting bladder?” “I sure did!” Kelly said, smiling, sort of proud of herself, in a way she never really had been before. “You should be careful,” her other friend, Penelope, told her. “You could lose it at any time if you hold it in for that long, especially with how much you’re drinking!” Penelope had a tendency to get really concerned about her friends, but it proved that she cared. Kelly shook her head. “No need to worry about me, Penny. The school’s got plenty of bathrooms!” She smiled, taking one last sip from the fountain. “They’ve got all I need.” “I-if you say so…” Penelope nodded and blushed a bit. She was a very shy girl. “Just… be careful? Please?” Kelly chuckled a bit and nodded. “Okay, okay… for you, Penelope.” She smiled at her as she left for her second class. She ignored her friend’s advice, passing right by the closest bathroom in order to get to class. As Kelly’s second class was really boring. As the teacher droned on about some geography nonsense, the redhead started to notice a twinge in her bladder. She put her hand up and the teacher let her go to the bathroom. She sighed happily and got up, getting to the bathroom soon, but as she pushed the door, it only went partway. She listened in, and heard some girls talking. “Aah…” she knocked on the door. “H-hey, can you let me in!? I’ve gotta pee!” “Too bad!” one of the girls said. “You’re not allowed in here!” Bitches. They wouldn’t let her in because she wasn’t part of their little group. “Aah…” she put a hand in her crotch. She was so close to the bathroom, but she couldn’t get in! She squirmed, bouncing up and down in place, trying to keep it all in. She was right there! She needed it so badly! She knocked on the door, but there was no response. Kelly held herself as she tried knocking 2 more times, before finally giving up. She knew she wasn’t getting anywhere. She looked around for another bathroom, but didn’t see one around. She shivered a little, bouncing in place and moaning to herself, and slowly walked back to class. Kelly looked at the clock. 20 minutes left. She decided to try and hide it, she was sitting near the middle of the classroom, and beside her boyfriend. It would be embarrassing to wiggle in desperation in the middle of class! Kelly held as still as she possibly could. She did squirm a little bit, but it wasn’t really noticeable, and luckily nobody turned to face her. The 20 minutes went by surprisingly quickly, especially for someone who had to pee, but Kelly was focused on a goal: after class she was going to go! Penelope was right, she didn’t want to burst in the middle of class! She got to the closest girl’s bathroom and sighed in relief, but then stopped. “Hold on…” she said to herself, “I’ve got to be stronger than this!” She remembered that morning, when she held a bursting pot of pee the whole bus ride to school, AND with a couple minutes of a completely full bathroom, waiting her turn patiently! She could keep holding… and she would! Kelly passed the bathroom, on the way to her third class of the day, luckily a bit more of an engaging one this time. By the end of the class, she was nearly bursting again! She squirmed, despite her efforts not to. She tried and tried to stay still, but she couldn’t. But it was enough not to draw anyone’s attention, at least for the moment. She shook a little as she stood up, after the bell rang. She headed for the bathroom, but ran into Bruce. “O-oh, um… h-hey honey…” she looked up at him and smiled, trying to keep her composure. “Hey Kel!” That was his nickname for her. She found it cute. “Wanna walk to class together?” “U-um…” Kelly’s heart sank. She’d have to wait even longer to let all her pee go! It was already hurting. “S-s-sure…” She tried as hard as she could to hold it without grabbing herself, and she was managing, but it took almost everything she had. She clenched her muscles as the two walked together, Bruce smiling obliviously. The two passed a bathroom, and Kelly moaned a bit. ‘You okay Kel?” Bruce heard her! “U-um, fine!” she blushed hard, looking down at the floor. “Just, um… got a cramp…” Bruce nodded. “Oh, okay. Better now?” Kelly nodded. “Yeah, I-I’m… f-fine…” Period four was about an hour long, but it felt like an eternity for the busting redhead. She didn’t even try to hide it anymore. By the time she was halfway through class, if she didn’t hold herself she was going to leak. She shivered in desperation as she looked around the classroom, at all the other students. Her flip-flops ended up slipping off from how much she was shaking. The now barefoot girl looked at the clock. “Th-thirty minutes l-left… c-come on, Kelly, you c-can do this…” Twenty-seven minutes later, she was ready to explode. It felt like it did this morning. Maybe even worse. She couldn’t tell. All she knew was, if she didn’t have both legs double-crossed, with her hands buried in her crotch, she’d explode all over the floor of the classroom. “Aah… I-I need to h-hold on… I-I need to make it… three more minutes a-and I can pee…” That’s when it happened. The announcement. “Attention all students and staff. There has been a severe plumbing malfunction. The system somehow burst, so all bathrooms will be temporarily out of service. Thank you for understanding.” “N-n-no!” Kelly gasped, her aching bladder sticking out. She shivered harder in desperation. Everyone stared at her as the realization sunk in. She couldn’t pee. She needed it more than she ever did before, and she couldn’t do it. She almost cried. She needed the toilet so badly. It hurt. It was beyond hurting, it was agony. “I-I can’t hold it! I need it now! Oh, why didn’t I go when I had the chance!?” After class was over, the bell rang for lunch. She walked to the cafeteria, passing a bathroom and wincing as her bladder reminded her of how badly she needed it. As she sat down with her friends, she took a look around to try and distract herself from her heavy, busting bladder. Though nothing really helped. In fact, a lot of things made it worse. A few kids had water bottles, outside there was a custodian watering some plants, and of course there were juice boxes. She held herself, still not trying to hide it. She crossed her legs. “I-I hope they f-fix the bathrooms, and fast… I-I-I’m gonna e-explode!” she admitted to her friends. “Damn,” Mandy said, “Is it really that bad?” Kelly just nodded, not wanting to try talking again. If she sounded as desperate as she felt, then she didn’t want people to hear her like that. She overheard some people talking. “So she was sprayed with the hose, water went everywhere!” they laughed. Kelly squirmed, starting to sweat from how hard she was working to keep it all in. “Aah… I-I can’t t-take it… a-at this rate, I-I’m going to b-burst!” She ran out of the cafeteria, her boyfriend following her. “Kel, wait!” He found her and stopped her. “Let’s not do this now! People are eating out here. Plus, they haven’t fixed the bathrooms yet.” “T…true… okay, good thinking…” she walked back in, waiting out the clock. She shook in desperation as she waited for the grueling hour-long lunch period to end. Kelly managed to get to the next class, somehow, but she walked past it. She saw the door out of the school and ran towards it. She could pee outside in a bush, nobody would know! Then she could return to class and everything would be fine. She ran out to the door, but was stopped. “Huh?” It was a teacher. “Kelly, where are you going?” “J-just… um… enjoying the breeze?” “Get back to class, Kelly.” She squirmed. “S-sir, may I please… aah… g-go relieve myself first? I can’t concentrate like this!” He looked at her, and noticed how much she was shaking and squirming. He nodded. “I agree. But I’m afraid there’s nothing we can do. The bathrooms are being repaired, you’ll just have to hold it.” “H-hold it!? N-no, I can’t! I-I can’t!” She pushed past the teacher. It was something she didn’t like to do, but she needed this. As Kelly left, she ran out into the hall, and soon found a garbage can, smiling a little, then tried to take off her tights. “W-what?” she pulled and tugged, but they wouldn’t come off without ripping. Her bladder had come out so far, her tights were catching on it! She almost got them down, when a teacher came around the corner. “Oh, nooo!” She squirmed more, jamming her hands back into her crotch, holding herself closed as they teacher approached. “What are you doing out here?” he asked. “Um, n-n-nothing, s-sir…” He nodded. “Very well…” She squirmed even harder, and ran around the halls for a bit, trying in vain to find somewhere private and appropriate to pee. She soon ran into something she really wished she didn’t… she got into the gym, and saw a bunch of kids playing with water balloons. They burst, and she clutched herself, tears forming in her eyes from how desperately she needed release. She ran into what she thought was the hall, but it turns out was the shower room. She saw all the shower heads running and it nearly made her lose it. She leaked a little, getting some drops in her panties. She had to get out of there! She ran out of the gym and stopped. Not because she wanted to, but because her body forced her to. She got a huge wave of desperation and needed to stop. Soon, however, she was joined by Bruce. “N-no… n-not now…” she looked up at him, her legs crossed tightly, her hands pressed into her crotch, as they had been before. “Kel… I’m so sorry…” Bruce frowned. “I’m sorry this is happening to you.” Kelly looked up at him. “I-it’s okay… th-thanks…” she smiled, almost too desperate to pay attention to him. She got another wave and gasped, crossing her legs even tighter. She clenched her teeth, sweating and shaking as she tried not to let her bladder pop like a water balloon. After a few minutes, a few more students came out. Kelly looked up at them. She was walking very slowly. The cold school floor on her now-bare feet wasn’t helping the matter at all. She was on the verge. She felt it. “Aah… B-Bruce… th-this is i-it… i-i-if I take a-another s-step, I-I’m g-g-gonna b-burst!” “Let me help you!” He smiled, kissing her gently. She blushed and leaned into the kiss. And for a brief moment, she forgot about her aching bladder. She sighed happily. It was a really good distraction. Too good. All at once, Kelly’s torrent of hot pee erupted from her body! Her bladder had burst, in front of what had to be at least two dozen students, as well as her boyfriend! She looked down and screamed. “AAAH! NOOOO! PLEASE G-GOD, N-NOO!” Kelly gripped her crotch again, covering the increasingly-big wet spot on her tights and trying to slow the flow, but to no avail, as she closed her eyes, tears forming in them as she sat down in the puddle she created. Her panties turned a dark colour, slowly but surely, spreading out quickly. They were getting soaked, as were her hands. She shut her eyes tightly as the yellow puddle formed around her. This went on for a good minute and a half, the puddle getting bigger, more people crowding around, some staring in awe, some taking pictures, others trying to contain their laughter. Finally she stopped, looking up at Bruce with a mixture of sadness and embarrassment. She looked down at the puddle she made and frowned, knowing her tights were soaked now too. Bruce frowned. “Oh, Kel…” He blushed, helping her off the ground. “B-Bruce…” she hugged him, crying into his chest. Later that day, Kelly was at home, now in dry clothes, and Bruce had come with her. She was sitting on her bed, her boyfriend standing next to it. “Don’t feel bad,” Bruce said, “We all make mistakes.” “Not like that!” she said. “Hey…” Bruce leaned down and hugged her. “I love you. I’ll always love you.” Kelly smiled and hugged back. “I love you too.” “Plus,” he said, “…It was kinda hot.” Kelly blushed. “Thanks, babe…” The End! (This is half of a story trade with Rick Dixon! Hope you all like it! ^_^)
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  24. I would like your thoughts if I may peeps!! Basically, the question is this: Why, when desperate and in a situation whereby a bathroom is not readily available, will most girls try to hide their plight and 'suffer in silence'. Feel free to disagree, but that is my line of thinking as I don't know of any girls myself that would admit to having a seriously full bladder. Some would, I know, but most; I think at least, wouldn't. So, what do you think?
  25. Guys, I have started writing female desperation stories blog. It is mainly based on long holds and deliberate desperation. http://life-without-toilets.blogspot.in/ Please let me know what you guys think of the stories there and suggest me some new ideas. I will really appreciate it
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