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  1. Jailor Eckman

    female Uh-Oh...

    From the album: Jailor Eckman's Hoard

    A tiny comic strip to practice speeding up my drawing between commissions. This is definitely not the most original idea in the world, but I needed something to pull the story together! 😅
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  3. For starters I will note that I'm usually pretty good at holding or just ignoring my urge to pee completely, but this was one of those rare occasions that I genuinely thought I was going to wet myself. So I thought it'd be good to write up. I'm a guy in my early 20s. I was being driven by family members between houses since it was Christmastime and my family members are all over the country. On this particular day, I'd been needing to pee way more often than usual. In an earlier car ride, that was only 1 hr 30 mins, I had gone before we left, had to go badly about halfway through and had to go badly again at the end of the journey. Fortunately, I was able to hold it fairly confidently those couple times. I stayed at this house for a couple hours before I was to be picked up again. I must have used the bathroom about 2 or 3 times during the stay before I had to leave. However, note that I had made the stupid decision to not go just before I set off, and it had been about 30-40 mins since I had last peed when I got into the car. You would've thought I would've learnt by now... Anyway, flash forward 20-30 mins into this journey and I'm already feeling the pressure building. I asked how long it would take and they said maybe total an hour and 30 mins (again), so just over an hour to go. I thought, alright, that's fine. I'd held more pee than this for way longer. I've gone entire work days without using the bathroom and I've barely drank any fluids today, so I should be fine. Should be. But I wasn't. Fast forward another 15 minutes and now it's getting serious. I'm quickly feeling the pressure build and I get major bladder buldge when desperate, so could feel it pressing against my belt. I eventually expanded the belt by a couple of holes and had to keep doing this throughout the journey as it got worse. It may be an exaggeration, but it was one of the few times in my life where I genuinely felt like I was going to explode. There was more than one moment where I was willing to let myself wet, relaxing my muscles to do so, but (luckily for me (unluckily for you guys 😉)) my body was persistent and held on, even if it was starting to get painful. I was seriously bursting to pee. I'm usually not at all twitchy or vocal when I need to pee, but my leg was dying to start bouncing, which I prevented as it would've given my need away*. No lie, I was staring at Google Maps in those last 20 minutes, making checkpoints for myself. E.g. "If I can make it past the next junction, I'll be alright. If I can make it past this next junction, I'll be alright", and so on. When we finally pulled in, I had no time for conversation or even to take my stuff out of the car. I stepped straight out and fast-walked it to the door, shooting off upstairs to the bathroom. Thank god it wasn't occupied or I might actually have had a major leak or, worse, a full wet. I swear I'd never pissed for longer than I did that day. Of course, it felt incredible (which is why I'm here lol), but it was still scary to think that I almost lost control, when I really never have before, and I almost did in front of family members in their own car. Let me know if you want anymore sweet deets about the whole dilemma. I actually enjoyed writing this up more than I thought, so let me know if you enjoyed this and I might do another 🙂 *For anyone who's wondering, I didn't tell anyone I had to go half because we were on a motorway and it would have been inconvenient to stop, and half because the experience was a huge turn on!
  4. Hello there! So this week has basically been a series of me getting distracted from the omo fiction I've wanted to write for a while. I'll have some fantasies written up on this forum eventually, but, in the meantime, I hope you'll enjoy an entry from my memory bank! This is one I can remember with extreme clarity, since it's one I go over often in my best fantasies. So, strap in, this will be pretty long. My current partner is amazing, and everything I've ever wanted in a man. Ever since I hit puberty, I've had a thing for "soft boys", and he nails it. He's not only sensitive, shy, playful, and sweet, he's also devilishly handsome in the nerdiest way possible. If you think of Jeff Goldblum in Independence Day, or Adam Conover in a sweater and slacks, that's his general aesthetic. We've been together about 2 years now and it's been the happiest time in my life, but this story is from when we had only been together for a few months, when we were still a little reserved around each other, and before he knew I was into omorashi. Our hometown has a superb annual city Summer arts festival. They shut down a portion of downtown that includes a park from dawn to dusk, and dedicate it to local artisans, dancers, performers, musicians and actors. They start off the day with small-time theater performances, and then they go on to allow buskers and living statues to do their thing while people wander around eating ice cream, deep fried delights, even full meals that the local immigrant population is known for, and shopping at stalls run by regional craftsmen. As the sun sets, they light up the main stage for the city's larger musicians and bands. I bought one of my most prized possessions there one year, and met some wonderful friends. It's a great place to make memories, and for myself and my partner on that day, it was a great place to go on a date. We weren't going to do the full day, instead choosing to stroll down the little paths hand-in-hand in the park, buying some little crafts, some jewelry, and sampling some delicious food. We had some fantastic local lunch and dinner specialties, some deep fried ice cream with deep fried Oreos, sundaes, and soft drinks. Since he was driving, I got to help myself to several bottles of our resident brewery's limited-batch beer. Between the beer and my partner's habit of always keeping well-hydrated, we eventually noticed that the city planners must have drastically underestimated how many people were going to be there. There were only five port-a-potties to service a crowd of about 2,000. The park's standing bathrooms had a line going around the building for both sexes, and we both had to pee. We had looked at the set list for the evening's musical performances, ultimately deciding we weren't dying to see any of them, and here we made our first mistake. We decided we weren't going to stand in line for the bathrooms, rather just head to a nearby Starbucks where we were planning on meeting some after the shows, grab a table, and use the bathroom there. As we drifted out of the festival, we made our second mistake. The Starbucks was about 15 blocks away, definitely walkable but not the shortest trip. Between both our growing needs to go, and my sleepy half-drunk fog, we instead opted to drive. It shouldn't be a long drive, we thought, it's after rush hour, we'll be headed away from the mainstay of traffic, we'll be fine! Spoiler alert: We were not fine. What should have been a 20-minute walk turned into a 40-minute drive, between one-way roads, the roads cut off to redirect traffic towards the festival, general Friday-night chaos and just the sheer number of people. My partner and I tried to keep each other distracted, talking about other things, cracking jokes, but somehow it always came back to "Fuck, I need to pee." I was in worse shape, since my lust for the whole situation made me feel every little twinge around my crotch more intensely. I could feel my urethra burning while I clenched, trying my best not to hold myself in front of this sweet new boy I'd been dating. I took a moment to steady myself and stare out the darkening window; in the reflection I saw my partner grab his dick and squeeze, trying to be subtle while I stared out at the city's lights. That certainly didn't help either situation for me. Finally, we got close enough to the Starbucks to start searching for a parking space. I was getting really desperate, so I asked if he could pull over and I could jump out so I could run in and grab a couple seats for us while he found somewhere to park. He obliged, and I jogged the rest of the way over, trying hard not to jostle my bladder full of beer and soft drinks. The Starbucks was packed, beyond what I was expecting. Wall-to-wall people, crammed around tables and talking in such a din, you could barely hear the employees shouting drink orders. I let out a near-inaudible groan when I noticed the line of about 10 people long for one of the two single-stalled, all-gender bathrooms at the back of the restaurant. I joined the back of the line, my bladder throbbing against my tight-fit jeans, just ready to burst. I was still tipsy, and that didn't help matters. I tried to keep my eyes ahead, but, as people in various states of distress joined the line, I couldn't stop thinking about people losing control, finally letting go and wetting themselves. The hot woman directly head of me was wearing a purple pencil-cut dress and high-heeled boots. She clearly really needed to go, as her hips kept swaying and she'd shift from foot to foot. In my haze, I could only imagine her finally giving up, a line of pee from her dress to the floor and down both legs, filling those huge boots. None of this was helping, as I was now horny, tipsy, and desperate. After about 10 minutes of leaning on the wall, deep breathing, and banal chatter with the people around me about the local football team, I was finally at the front of the line. The woman in front of me in line came out with a satisfied smile on her face I tried hard not to notice, and I did my best to stay nonchalant, resisting the urge to dart into the bathroom I needed so badly. I can still remember this in great detail, as I stepped up to the threshold, a voice chimed in my ear, "Can I come in with you?" It was my partner. He must have found a place to park and rushed in. "Why?" His reply came in a quick whisper, "I don't think I can make it through the line." "Yeah, c'mon." I ducked in and stepped aside so he could follow me and shut the door. As soon as he got the door locked, both hands shot to his crotch. I was surprised, having never seen him so shameless before. I still fantasize about him that night, looking up at me and pleading, "Can I go first? Please. I'm already going." The last part in a pitiful whisper. "Yeah, sure." I put aside my own desperate need for the toilet, and leaned against the sink, bracing for what was about to happen. He rushed over to the toilet, fiddled with his fly, pulled out his leaking penis, and let go a roaring stream of pale-yellow pee into the water. He whimpered, steadying himself against the wall, as my own bladder and clit throbbed together. I crossed my legs in a delicious agony, watching in awe as he pissed for at least a minute and a half. Finally, once he finished, I couldn't take it anymore. Before I could even get my zipper down, my bladder exploded into my jeans, and I had no hope of stopping it. I wrenched down my clothing, darting to the toilet before my partner even had time to step away, and relaxed completely. He said something along the lines of "Whoa, you had to go," but I was too wrapped up in my own relief to pay attention. I gushed into the toilet, at least matching him in noise if not volume. He went to wash his hands, and I sighed and swore to myself, feeling every little drop flow out of me, and my bladder lifting away from the nerves around it. Once my stream became a trickle, I realized exactly how much I had wet myself. I flushed red, noticing the basketball-sized stain on the front of my jeans, and embarrassed at just how aroused I was. Had that been my own bathroom at home, I would've laid on the floor and just gone to town, but for now I had to deal with the situation at hand. I cleaned myself up (near impossible with how wet I was but I managed), flushed, and washed my hands while my partner watched the ceiling out of respect. I ended up just going out into the Starbucks with my wet jeans, since there was really no way to deal with it. My sheer black top barely came down to cover my belly button, and there was no hope of using it to cover the stain. Being the middle of Summer, we were both in short sleeves without hoodies, so it wasn't as though I could wrap something around myself. My partner walked in front of me to the table, to lessen the number of people who gave me funny looks. A few spritzes of perfume so I didn't smell like pee, and we were ready to hang out with our friends while I covertly let myself dry under the table. At the risk of this turning into an absolute novel, this was the event that finally got me to tell him about my kinks. Omorashi isn't my partner's thing, but he will occasionally indulge me and put on a show of getting desperate and nearly wetting himself. It's done nothing but great things for my sex life, and I'm glad I let him know. Hopefully this wasn't too much of a wall of text, I just personally love this experience and it's a common memory to go over. Thanks for reading and I hope you liked it!
  5. I was the first of my siblings to pass my driving test and get a car. My brother was abroad and my sister at university when I was driving my parents and my brother to church one Sunday. The church was a few towns away. We had breakfast including everyone having a mug of tea. I don’t recall if my brother used the bathroom before we left or not. My brother is a shy quiet person and as the church had a guest speaker the service ran on after 1pm. Then there was tea and coffee and I do recall my brother having another mug of tea. There was only one universal bathroom in the church which was just off the main room and I know my brother was always embarrassed to use it as he thought people could hear you going! he never said anything but as he sat in the back he was even quieter than usual on the way home. I remember there being road works and it taking even longer to get home as I recall my mum saying how glad she was that lunch was in the slow cooker as we were all hungry. As I was driving the petrol light came on in my car and so when I passed a petrol station just minutes from our house I indicated and pulled in. No-one said anything but as I was pumping petrol into my car I was right at the back of my car facing my brother and I could see him squirming in the seat. It was then that I realised he was probably very desperate for the toilet! He couldn’t sit still which was awkward as he was tall and my car was rather small. As I went in to pay I looked back and he had his legs right up to his stomach and was holding them tight. He looked like he was right on the edge of having a huge accident but I was just two minutes in the car from our house! we lived in a block of flats right at the top so when I returned to the car I set off right away as I didn’t want my car covered in urine! My brother still hadn’t said a word to anyone! as I drove the short distance home I saw him rocking in the back seat, leaning forward clutching himself and looking pale. I drove into the back of the flats and parked as best I could. My brother dashed to the door of the flats but then had to wait on my dad getting there with the key as my brother clearly hadn’t taken his with him. By now he was dancing from foot to foot obviously and he ran up the stairs with the keys from my dad so quickly that by the time I got to the main door he must have already been in our apartment! the next I saw him was when he joined us all in the dining room for Sunday lunch, though he had changed from his smart trousers into his jeans. I do wonder just how long he had been holding it and wether he changed because he wanted to or had to!
  6. One of the most desperate real life pee experiences in my 20s. I was returning from a vacation with my parents and we were driving home from the airport. I had used a urinal before leaving the airport, but that day i needed to pee every half hour. I peed about 4 or 5 times on a 3 hour flight. To my dismay, 10 minutes into the car ride, i had to pee again. I didn't ask my dad to stop because we had only just left the airport. The drive home only took an hour and a half. I figured i could wait. I went back to playing games in my ipod. I got increasingly desperate for a pee throughout the ride, but was able to hold it without an issue. But it was getting VERY urgent. When we were about 20 mins from home, i barely contained a spurt of pee. A few drops wet my briefs. I was about to pee my pants. I didn't ask to stop because we were almost home. I stealthily positioned my penis to face up tucked in my tee shirt, so it could absorb any leaks. I loosened the waistband of my pants. I was starting to doubt that i could wait. I peed a little bit up my shirt. Nothing showed, but i started to panic. I was about to pee my pants in the car. By sheer willpower, i held most of it back. I leaked several more times, but not a lot. 5 minutes from the house i was counting down. I wanted to hold myself, but resisted due to embarrassment. When we got there, i tried to walk straight and not too fast to the bathroom. As soon as i locked the bathroom door behind me, i grabbed my crotch and stomped my foot, trying to wait a few moment more. I undid my pants while squirming in front of the toilet. When i finally peed it was amazingly relieving.
  7. View File [DLSL-342] In-car panic collective defecation mixed with diuretics! / 女子校生利尿剤混入 車内パニック集団お漏らし!! [DLSL-342] In-car panic collective defecation mixed with diuretics! / 女子校生利尿剤混入 車内パニック集団お漏らし!! Schoolgirls are token in their teacher's car and are offered drinks. However, the drinks include diuretics. After a while, schoolgirls, initially glad, become unhapply and desperated. Unable to go to toilet, they can only hold their pee and hold again. However, finally, pees become out of their control. Being panic, and to let their weting not be discovered, girls pee into bottles, or lunch box! It seems that the network is fine recently. Maybe I can try to upload more videos. In recent one or two years, I've got some more videos. Although this video contains only 5 clips, all clips several girls and they all wet themselves. I very very like this video. Same as the video several days ago, this video is requested by @sesameopen. Enjoy~ ====================================== Productcode: DLSL-342 Downloadable: 2019/09/25 Shipping: 2019/10/09 Time: 130 Bitrate: 4000 kbps Studios: Sharila 【JADE独占】※本編に顔モザイクはかかっておりません。 照りつける猛暑をいいことに生徒に利尿剤を混ぜた冷たい飲み物を飲ませ車で目的地まで送る教師。最初は笑顔溢れる元気な娘達だが徐々に利尿剤がききだし表情が曇りだす。股間を抑える手、震え出す体、ざわつき出す車内、そこに教師の怒号が飛ぶ!!尿意を必死に堪える生徒達だが遂に限界が来てしまい力尽きた尿道から温かいおしっこが溢れだす。バレないように慌ててペットボトルや弁当箱におしっこを入れる娘。車の窓を開け溢れだしたおしっこをすくい投げる2人の娘。利尿剤の効き目が強いのか車を降りてもトイレに駆け込む娘達など尿意に負けた娘達の問題作を是非お愉しみ下さいませ!! Submitter Satori Submitted 03/16/2020 Category JAV Collections
  8. View File NHDTB-335 Girls appear to be on a school trip, they're all on a bus. They all eventually need to pee, desperation ensues. When the bus arrives at its destination, they all get out and piss right there beside the bus. From there, there's masturbation, sex, peeing. Submitter Kei Submitted 11/19/2019 Category Peeing
  9. I have been posting here for a while now, but this is my first topic - so bear with me if I haven't got the tone right yet. I was moved to post this one when I replied to a post about wetting in public on purpose saying I had never done this intending to be spotted, then remembering that this wasn't strictly true. There was this one time when I was a student... I had discovered the joys of holding in my teens, and I promise I will write up some more memories soon. Going to university (early eighties) was the first chance I had to really indulge my fetish, and was the first time I discovered that I wasn't alone. It took a while but in my second year I bought some copies of Fiesta magazine after a pathetic delay building up the courage to go into a newsagent and take a copy from the top shelf and purchase it. I am sure my face was burning. Previously I had been passed on copies at school or found them discarded in lay-by's when out cycling, and knew the bits I liked were not the pictures as much as the readers letters. It didn't take long before I found letters talking about knicker wetting - at last, I wasn't alone! The first one I remember was headlined 'More Yellow Rivers' and told the story of a young woman who hadn't been able to hold it on the way home from the pub, and who had found the whole experience a terrific turn on, and was now a habitual wetter. So I began to experiment whenever I could get away with not being discovered. It was easier once I was living in digs rather than in halls, and this particular time was at the end of my second year. I had to drive up to Scotland for a field trip, very long drive and the chance to really see how long I could hold my pee in. As I recall I stopped overnight on the way up and it was on the second day that I really let myself go, driving through the most beautiful scenery as my need for the loo got more and more desperate. I was wearing brown corduroy trousers, and thick red cotton undoes, both nice and absorbent. As I meandered my way northwestwards through the highlands I was drinking water and getting more and ore desperate for the loo. There were lots of places I could have pulled over and gone into the bushes, but none that were really hidden, so I just kept going. As I crossed over from East to West and beyond Kinloch Laggan (where as a child I had messed my pants on a long trip to Skye), my need to pee became eve more painful. There's a petrol station in Spean Bridge - I can stop there, I thought. But that was a fair way off still and well before I got there I had started spurting small jets into my pants. Now I was getting aroused, and my mind was racing with self delusional fantasies. What if I walked into the shop/post office and found it staffed by a young woman around my age? What if she was into this too? Would she take me into the toilet and clean me up, or spank me, or have sex with me? I glanced down at my crotch - the pee was barely showing but I could feel the warm wetness around my balls. Dare I let more go? Could I stop it? Spean Bridge finally appeared in the distance. I swung into the parking area in front of what is now the Spar shop. I sat in the car looking down at my crotch daring myself to get out, and eventually I did. I wandered into the shop as casually as I could and started looking for lunch things to buy, simultaneously looking around to see if the girl of my dreams was indeed behind the counter. Of course she wasn't! There was a crusty old Scotsman, and nobody else. I adjusted my jacket to hide my shameful trousers (although I'm not sure anyone would really have noticed the wet patch, paid for my items and went on my way. I was so embarrassed I didn't even stop for the loo. It was a long haul up the Great Glen to the next stop at Fort Augustus. I wet some more on the way, but it had dried a little by the time I got there, so I suspect the appearance was much the same. Here I did stop at a garage, and I think I used the loo to at least tidy myself up a little, but I was still holding on. Eventually, on a very scenic part of the route, with rocky slopes to my right, and conifer forest to my left, as I breasted a rise I felt my bladder give up. I had to stop now before I ruined the car seat. A place to stop appeared on my left and I pulled in. No other cars there for now, and a stone wall divided the lay-by from the forest. I grabbed a change of undies and trousers and a towel from the back seat, and jumped across the wall, and into the trees. I leaned back against a large fir tree and let my piss flow - what a relief! Pee flooded my cords, dripping onto the pine needles at my feet. I was so turned on my cock was hard almost as soon as the piss had stopped flowing. I cleaned up as best I could, but I'm sure I must have smelled of pee if anyone had got close to me.
  10. hello. the story of today is about my GF and I being stuck on the road with no way out of the situation. so it starts off on a very cold morning and me and my GF are heading back to her house after staying at a friends house. so the both of us start getting dressed, i put on red microfiber panties with mens galaxy leggings on with my converse and she wearing a black top with a really thin see through black thong with really thin blue tight jeans. my GF is 5ft 4" with very short blonde hair with multiple piercings and tattoos, shes also wearing converse. so headed out to the car as our friend had to leave ASAP as he was late for work (my gf is driving) . so we headed off for a 2+ hour drive and we both said to each other "wish we had time to use the toilet" (allot of drinking was involved last night and we haven't managed to have our morning pee yet. so 15 mins into the drive i see my gf wiggling a wee bit so i ask "you okay?" "yeah I'm fine just need to pee a bit" "same here" so another 15mins go by and I'm starting to get desperate myself and she notices. another 30 + minutes i heard her whimper, and i look at her and she says "i don't know if gonna be able to hold this" i just say "yeah me too" 10 minutes later i here her moan and whimper and slam her thighs together and hear her say "oh no" at this point I'm very desperate my self and all i hear from her is "I'm okay" she asks me how you holding up? i just reply with "not very well" so at this point we are over half way back to our house and things are not looking good. I'm sitting here very Very desperate and so is she. all of a sudden i get a desperation wave and i leaked for 2-3 seconds and i instantly say "I'm fine" i look over to her and shes practically bouncing up and down and all of a sudden she stops moving and spreads her legs apart with a loud moan. she quickly closes her legs and just looks at me with a really worried face and i look back puzzled and i say " are you losing it?" she starts almost crying and i just comfort her and say "don't worry about wetting your self i understand" She manages to say to me that shes peed a little bit and i just reply with "don't worry so have i" so at this point we are about 30mins away from the house and we are both in dyer need. I'm still squirming about and shes still bouncing up and down. a couple of minuets later I started to leak and i moaned as it ran down both my legs for about 4-5 seconds and she looks over and sees the wet streaks growing and out of no where she whimpers and says quite loud "OHH NOT AGAIN AHHH!!!" and i just see a wet patch growing around her pussy area. We both gained control and looked at each others jeans and leggings shock and i ask "have you wet yourself?" with a reply of "no just a wee bit tho" and i just replied with "same here" 10 minutes go by and shes the verge of crying and still bouncing about like crazy and she just about cries out "Gonna wet my self in a minute!!!" and as i look down i see her wet patch pulsating from her trying to clench her pussy but every time she fails to do so she lets out a little spurt. and less than a minute later i hear out of no where "OHH OOOHHH OH ahh ahhhhh please no please no no no No NO" And all i see is her pussy get wetter and wetter and she starts crying, spreads her legs and the wet patch starts spreading down her inner thighs. I put my hand on her knee while shes still wetting herself and say "It's okay just relax" and she dose and i start to rub the inside of her thigh (even tho shes wet and still wetting there) and she says "don't I'm still wetting there" i just reply with " it's okay just focus on your wetting don't worry about wetting into my hand" just to calm her down and after a few seconds she moans while still crying and fully lets go into her soaked thong, soaked jeans and into my hand. After about a minute the stream starts to die down and whisper to her " It's okay it's okay just let your self finish" the flood stops and seems to collect her self and say to me "how are holding up?" i did admit i peed for about 5 seconds during your wetting and i think I'm gonna wet my self and second as well. Another 5 minuets later and leaking every 5 seconds and my gf noticed and just said to me just relax if you want" and instantly she started rubbing my inner thigh and i ask "what are you doing?" just replied with "I'm helping you relax like you did for me" "but I'm not wetting my self" "that's the point, I'm getting you relaxed to wet yourself since we are about 20mins away you're not gonna make it and might as well go so you can relax" after about 10 seconds I say to her "gonna pee in your hand" with a reply of "it's okay it's only fair" and after that I relaxed and started wetting my self with no sign of it slowing down. after nearly a minute it came to and end of me wetting my self while wetting into my gf hand as she massaged my inner thigh. we both felt allot better and not long after we arrived back at our house made a dash for it and got inside and stripped naked and we both jumped into a shower together. then settled in for the night. I asked her how was feeling now after all of that. and the response was " I'm still a bit embarrassed and confused as it's my first time wetting in front of someone" "so it's not your first time wetting yourself in general?" "no when i was 18 i wet my self in my room while gaming completely topless wearing only white cotton panties and white thigh high lycra socks. Trying to complete this really long mission and after a good while of trying to hold as this mission needed to be complete within a cretin time i started leaking and fully started peeing into my gaming chair my white panties, down the chair to down my legs soaking my white lycra thigh highs" also didn't move i just sat there for a good couple of hours since well i wet myself so don't need to go and i still haven't completed this mission. so after that story we wen't to bed and well I'm sure you's can guess what happened after that 🙂 thanks for reading through this not the best worded story as i was rushed for time while doing this. let me know what you think of this story 🙂
  11. AN: Okay so just before we start I wanted to say that I'm not a writer, so don't expect Dicken's level wit or Tolkein level world building. I just had this idea for a story and decided to write about it, and then decided to post it here. It's basically an alternate universe where pee holding has become sort of a sporting event, and as such is going to be relatively outlandish on a conceptual level. I'm sure it's full of grammar errors and other weird writing choices, but I hope you all enjoy it nonetheless. Chapter 1: High Expectations From the get go Lily Preston had high expectations placed on her. She always thought her mother and older sister were always tough on her, always pushing her to her limits and making things challenging for her. In hindsight, she was thankful for it, but when she was little it just seemed cruel. There are countless examples of impromptu trials by ordeal throughout childhood, such as the four hour ride up to her grandmother's house when she was in 5th grade. Now, one could blame the 11-year-old for not using the bathroom at the McDonald’s pit stop two hours in, and one could also blame her for gulping down a 30z cup of coke, and going back for a refill. Typically however, a parent would warn their kid against the effects of 30z of a diuretic soft drink combined with another 2 hours on the road, and likely forbid the child from doubling that amount. But Lily’s mom, Molly, was atypical as mother’s go. She simply watched with the softest hint of malice behind her eyes as her daughter foolishly chugged down her second helping of Coke, and as they got up to leave Molly purposefully neglected to recommend that her daughter use the facilities. The next hour and a half went on rather predictably. What started as Lily silently tapping her foot and rubbing her thighs together quickly evolved into her with both hands jammed into her crotch, legs double crossed as she begged her mother to pull the car over. “You should’ve gone at the McDonalds.” Her older sister, Jessica, chided mockingly. “I know! Please mom, I really need to pee!” Lily’s voice shook with desperation as she pleaded for her oh so needed relief. “Just hold it like a big girl sweetie. Only half an hour to go.” Her mother encouraged. “I can’t hold it that long! Please, please, please, pleeease pull over.” “Like your sister said, you should’ve gone at the McDonalds.” Lily knew that her supplication would likely bear no fruit, but she figured it was worth the effort. Her mother wasn’t one to give in to her daughter’s pleas, as she saw teaching her to hold it as one of her motherly duties. For the next five or so minutes (which felt like an eternity to Lily) the young girl squirmed silently in her seat, breathing heavily and shaking with the effort of holding back nearly 1.8 liters of urine. Jessica, having been in similar situations many times when she was younger, got a kick out of this. While she knew the feeling all too well, it provoked not sympathy but rather sadism to watch her sister bursting for a pee. After trying her damnedest to contain the imminent flood, Lily could take it no more and began shouting frantically. “MOM I’M SERIOUSLY GONNA PEE MYSELF PLEASE LET ME GO TO THE BATHROOM!” “Use your inside voice, sweety.” Her mother said calmly, once again a malicious twinkle in her eye. “And don’t pee in the car or you’ll be in big trouble.” Tears began to well up in Lily’s eyes as she desperately searched for a solution to her predicament. She couldn’t pee in a bathroom, and there was no way in hell she could make it to her grandmother’s house. She knew she was going to pee in the car, no two ways about it, but she couldn’t make a mess lest she be subjected to even stricter bladder training from her mother. She knew the solution, it had been tempting her since they pulled out of the McDonalds parking lot. In the cup holder next to her seat resided the empty cup that contained the Coca-Cola which had been torturing her for so long. It would be embarrassing, but it was either that or soaking her jeans. So be it, from the cup the liquid came, and to the cup it shall return. The speed at which she operated was impressive as she hastily unbuckled her seat belt, dexterously unzipped and pulled down her pants and panties, and positioned herself over the cup. Jessica turned around from the passenger's seat, an evil grin upon her face as a powerful jet of piss shot out of her sister. Lily began to squeak ecstatically. There would be time for embarrassment in a moment, but for now Lily basked in the rapturous feeling of relief. Looking down however, she realized she needed to take action, as the cup was nearly full and Lily was nowhere near empty. She began to roll down the window as her urine grew closer to the brim. She knew she had to stem the tide just for a moment so she could empty the cup and resume her relief. Once the window was halfway down she removed her hand from the button and jammed it into her crotch, choking off the flow as she dumped half an overfilled bladder’s worth of piss out the window. She then returned the cup to its original position, and once again filled the cup to the brim as she finally emptied herself. Her cheeks then flushed red as she prepared to endure half an hour of teasing and mocking from her older sister, and worse yet, disappointment from her mother. Chapter 2: The 1966 International Holding Competition Let’s back up a bit. Lily was born and raised in Drizzleville, a ridiculously named small town in western Oregon with an even more ridiculous story. You see, one of Drizzleville’s greatest attractions is Saint Fludd’s School for Girls, more commonly referred to as just “Fludd’s”, which over the years has produced some of the most impressive international holders of all time. Understand? No? Okay, let’s back up a little more. Most school’s take pride in their baseball or football teams, some art schools take a lot of pride in theater or orchestra, and a lot of schools place a lot of emphasis on academic achievement or college prep. And while Fludd’s did have a baseball team, a football team, an orchestra, academic clubs, thespians, choir, cheer, the works… It’s main source of pride came in the form of it’s holding competitions. A lot of girls have come through Fludd’s doors over the years; white, black, and asian; gay and straight; jocks, nerds, goths, preps, and art kids. And as different as they all could seem, they all had one common goal, to learn to hold their piss like a champ. Your reputation at Fludd’s is heavily dependent, if not entirely dependent, on how well you do in the schools holding competitions. Accident prone girls are pariahs, whereas the girls who were practically walking water tanks got showered with praise and inspired endless adoration. Growing up, Lily had been told endlessly about Saint Fludd’s, and was immediately made aware of the high expectations the women in her family had for her. Championship pee holding had run in the family for generations, ever since her grandmother, whom Lily was named after, won the 1966 International Holding Competition. Everyone in Drizzleville knew the story, Grandma Lily was a legend. Lily Bridge was her name, but everyone in town called her Lily Bulge for reasons that will soon become obvious. Lily Preston had seen the tape many times, the tape of the live broadcast of the 1966 Competition’s final round. Her 15 year old grandma up on stage against the nine other best high school level holders from around the world, who had collectively already beaten 90 other girls. Whenever her mother would play back the tape, Lily was always astonished at how much she looked like her grandmother. Same wavy brown hair, same nose, same cheekbones, same everything. Her grandmother wore a bright red dress with white polka dots, smiling with that old world charm as the announcer introduced the contestants with an almost comically stereotypical 60s transatlantic accent. The rules were as follows: as soon as the game starts you have 15 seconds to drink down 250 ml of water, and then you wait for 15 minutes. Once those 15 minutes are up, you have another 15 seconds to drink another 250 ml. And then you hold that for another 15 minutes before drinking again, so on and so forth. Lily had played along many times at home with her mother and older sister. At first she was forced to, but it wasn’t long before she learned to enjoy competitive holding and would willingly join in on the fun. An hour in, once a liter of water had been consumed, the three girls would all squirm together on the couch as they watched their grandmother do the same on TV. Her eyes went wide as she bit her lower lip and crossed her legs, glancing at her competitors nervously. Another 30 minutes go by and Grandma Lily, along with most of the other girls on stage, has both hands jammed into her crotch, her deer-in-the-headlights look growing more intense. Only one girl seemed composed, an Indian girl who had adopted a mind over matter approach to holding. She simply sat motionless, eyes closed, while meditating and willing her bladder to hold it’s contents. About 15 minutes later is when the championship holders begin to drop out, the first two contestants soaking their clothes soon after drinking their 1750th milliliter. The jets of piss the losing contestants produce certainly adds to the desperation of their opponents, and it’s not uncommon for all 10 girls to lose control within a few minutes of each other. The pain of hearing her opponent's relief was clear on Grandma Lily’s face, as well as on the faces of her other contestants, but she managed to keep it together. Another 15 minutes go by and the girls hit the two liter mark, and this is where contestants start dropping like flies, or more accurately pissing like racehorses. Five girls, all within a minute of each other, lose it, resulting in a cacophony of moans and five massive puddles. This is the point where the two sisters typically lose it while playing along at home, but their mother remains strong, channeling the impeccable resolve of Grandma Lily. Only three of the 1966 contestants remain, that being Lily, the Indian girl, and Natasha… The Iron Bladder of Russia, three time champion of the Internationals. No one expected Lily to last much longer, and to come as far as she had was quite the honor, however much to everyone’s surprise she continued to forge on, holding back the flood with all her might. 30 minutes later and it’s easy to see why Lily Bridge became known as Lily Bulge, the 2.5 liters of urine creating a noticeable protrusion in her abdomen, which the camera focused in on, begetting cheers from the crowd. The announcer of the event, who had been asking questions the whole show, asked Lily: “How are you feeling right now?” “Like a water balloon about to pop.” Lily said in a shaky voice. “I think I might… Be nearing my limit.” And just then the unmistakable sound of water cascading to the ground could be heard, and everyone had assumed that Lily had finally given in. But it was not so, for the Indian girl’s eyes rolled up as she leaned her head back, moaning in ecstasy as the torrent rushed out of her. Her meditation method had worked remarkably well, but had ultimately failed against traditional methods. Now it was just Lily and Natasha, America vs Russia. Needless to say this was quite the spectacle in the 60s. Molly never made it much further than this, but Grandma Lily continued to hold on for another 30 minutes (She didn’t have to drink any more, being that 2.5 liters was the limit). This was unprecedented in the history of High School holding competitions. Holding abilities of this caliber were typically only seen in Olympic holding events, and were uncommon for amateurs, especially for a 15-year-old freshman. Even for the legendary iron-bladdered Natasha, this was impressive. The room was silent, the announcer had stopped asking questions, and people were tuning in worldwide to see this anomaly of an event. Finally after a grand total of two hours and thirty-five minutes, the anguished scream of Natasha pierced the room as a lake of piss began to form under her chair. She attempted to stem the flood by clasping her hands on her crotch, but it was too late, she had wet herself and there was no stopping it. Ding Ding Ding. The tournament was over, and Lily was declared the winner. In fact she was the first ever freshman to win at internationals. And not only that, she set a new record for longest hold at the High School level. The crowd roared with applause, the announcer stumbling over his words as he declared her the winner, unable to believe what he was seeing. At this point Lily could have just let go and pissed herself, but instead decided to further cement her legend by standing and hobbling over to the clear glass toilet bowl in the middle of the room which winners were permitted to use if they so desired. Lily then plopped down on the toilet, lifted her dress, pulled down her lace panties, and a jet of piss like a firehose erupted from her urethra, clearly visible on the translucent toilet. Lily moaned loudly, as she leaned back, placing a hand on her distending bladder bulge as a look of sheer bliss washed over her face. After that, Lily became not only a local legend, but a world renowned piss holder. Winning all subsequent international events and even going on to become an Olympic holder, winning a gold medal in ‘76. She is the reason why the standard was so high for her granddaughter, Lily Preston. The reason why Molly pushed her daughters so hard, and why she pushed herself so hard all her life. Grandma Lily was the reason Fludd’s was so renowned, and the reason why her daughter Molly attended the school. And she was the reason that Molly forced Jessica to attend the school when she turned fifteen, and why Lily Preston was about to start at Fludd’s tomorrow. The fifteen-year-old was confident that after years of arduous and incessant bladder training from her mother and older sister, she would be able to succeed at the Fludd’s holding competitions and someday become an Olympic holder just like her grandmother. Of course, she had a long way to go until then, but for now she was content with just being excited to start her first day of high school. That's all for now. I don't know when (if ever) I'll continue this story, but I'd love to here everyone's thoughts be it praise or harsh criticism. I already have a bit of an idea as to where this story will go (if I do continue it), mainly chronicling Lily's adventures in high school with the occasional flashback to her bladder training throughout childhood. I'd love to have a colorful cast of characters at the high school, so let me know what high school stereotypes you want to see in this story, or let me know what kinds of situations you'd like to see. I can't make any promises but I'm always open to suggestions. Thanks for reading! Peace. ✌️
  12. View File DLEE-383 Scenes 1, 2, and 3 Hey guys these are the first 3 scenes from DLEE 383. Love the car wettings. I'll upload the other 3 when I have time. Submitter Hitman Hart Submitted 05/03/2020 Category Female
  13. Full story here, but on the way back home from out of town (where she intentional held it), my wife got super desperate. I didn't start recording until we were almost home, but she was REALLY desperate and begging me to hurry. At home, instead of going straight to pee, she wanted to have sex first. I cut that out due to site guidelines, but kept as much as I thought reasonable. Afterwards she sprinted to the toilet and peed HARD, but sadly my memory card filled up before she finished. She peed for around a minute in total. 20190105 Desperate in car then sex edited.mp4
  14. Lady films herself while extremely desperate at the wheel of her car and gives a long and wild monologue on her sensations. This is really hilarious in places, it's like desperation stream of consciousness.
  15. Hello everyone. I know it's been quite a while since i last posted and feel like I've drifted away from this community in terms of actively posting new topics and story's or just talking to people in general. I'm on here every day just reading or watching I'm from here on out I'm gonna change that. So what's everyone's favourite situation to be in in terms of pee desperation or wetting? mines is being stuck in a traffic jam or road trip. even tho it's only happened once (one of my old posts) it's still my favourite situations to be in. Also I'll be posting in the next 24 hours about me as a person as I've never really talked or put my self out there and think it's about time. Starting next week I'll be posting 1 topic per week at minimum as well so looking forward to that 🙂
  16. This is a true story of a peeing accident whilst desperate. It also taught me that being desperate whilst driving is not the best idea! I set off from friends house on a two hour drive home. I'd decided I wanted to have some wet playtime when I got home so just as I left my friends I took them up on the offer of a tea ("large one please)" and a glass of water. I also used their toilet to 'reset'. I fully expected to make it home with time to spare, after driving 45mins I started to feel a pee urge but carried on. Over the next few miles the road was a twisting turning rural road and I started to squirm a little. Pressure on my bladder seemed to be rapidly growing, I could not cross my legs or hold my crotch as I drove along. The car seat sitting position was also not helping and I was rapidly becoming desperate. I was now only 30mins from my house and about to drive through a small town, I was now unsure if I could last another 30 minutes but did not want to soak my car seat,I considered stopping but really wanted to get home and enjoy myself rather than use public toilets so I carried on. With 15 mins drive time left to go I was struggling massively, I was breathing deeply trying to hold and felt like I nearly let go of my bladder every time I pressed the clutch. I thought about pulling over a going in a field gateway but the road although rural was narrow and busy. 5 mins from home I realised I was struggling to concentrate on driving and decided I should avoid doing this again! I knew I was so desperate I would never be able to hold long enough to get home and do my usual wetting prep of selecting the best outfit to piss and finding towels. I would either piss myself in the car or as soon as I got out! As I drove down the hill towards my house I passed over a last bump in the road. A momentary lack of concentration was all that was required to feel pee spurt into my boxers. I pulled up on the drive and clambered out the car, as I did I felt another spurt. I ran along the pathway at the side of the house into the back garden, as soon as I was out of sight of the front of the house I have gave in and relaxed. Warm pee filled my boxers and soaked through to my denim shorts. Vast amounts of pee started to run down my leg. I quickly kicked off my shoes but I soaked my feet and socks. A large puddle formed on the path around me. As my bladder emptied I felt quite aroused. I pulled off my wet socks and denim shorts leaving my soaked boxers. This was the start of an evening of fun which was also the first time I filmed myself wetting. Although I did promise myself to avoid driving whilst desperate in future.
  17. We were out shopping today and I tried holding it all in. Luckily we usually keep a puppy pad in the car (you know; It’s a new car, we want to preserve the seats... and you never know what might happen!) And I flooded it! I was soaking wet, it spilled over onto the floor mats!!! IMG_7570.MOV
  18. Thought I'd share another case of desperation I got to once witness. It was a couple of summers ago, me and a few friends were on our way to a festival by car. We wanted to get there as early as we could and due to traffic we were already a bit behind on schedule so we agreed to keep stops to a minimum, and even avoid them completely if possible. At some point the girl in our group says that she kinda feels like peeing, but that we can just keep driving and she'll hold it. She was doing fine and didn't even mention it again for like two hours, but then she started getting increasingly uncomfortable and said that a pee break would be nice. But at that time we were on a highway so it's not like we could just pull over anywhere. And we were in a part of the country that didn't have a gas station every at every corner. So we had to keep driving for quite a while and she was getting so desperate that she was already crossing her legs and pressing her hands between her legs and said that she's seriously close to peeing her pants if she has to keep holding it for much longer. Finally we get to an exit and enter a city that we had to drive through anyway, so we began to eye for a gas station or some other place that has a toilet for her to use. At this time she basically told us to just pull over anywhere because otherwise she would wet herself any minute. So we finally found a parking lot, I believe it was a local supermarket or something. So when we stop the car she immediately gets out, pulls down her pants and squats right there next to the car. She didn't even care that me and the others could see and hear her. And she really did have to go, I don't think I've ever seen or heard a girl pee as long as she did. While I kinda would have liked to see her end up wetting her pants even just a little, I must say that the sight and sound of her peeing was just as hot.
  19. View File DLSL-393: OL Slipped a Diuretic, Desperate for Relief DLSL-393: New office lady who just took a diuretic. She wants to urinated but her boss won’t allow it. 2 Office ladies are slipped a diuretic and prevented from rushing to the toilet. They become desperate for relief during long rides in the car and going to meetings. Eventually, most of them make it to the toilet for desperately needed relief. Some are pushed past their limit and have accidents just before reaching the toilet. It has been a while, but I finally had a chance to post these videos and screenshots. All clips are 1920x1080 resolution. Enjoy. Submitter femdesp Submitted 12/07/2020 Category JAV Collections  
  20. This my first time posting. To give a description of myself I am 5'11 and stocky build.n I have only just recently started playing with desperation and wetting myself. I work long shifts and had started drinking alot of water toward the end of my shift so by the time I got home I would be desperate. I severely miscalculated and about 30 minutes before my shift change I started become really desperate. I was determined that I was going to get home and decided to keep holding. It was a difficult 30 minutes because I was surrounded by coworkers checking off trucks and giving report. Everytime I made a step my bladder would scream at me and it also made me even more turned on being around everyone. A couple of times I accidentally jarred my bladder and felt small quick spurts come out. I was able to quickly stop but could not grab myself because of the people. I felt wetness on the inside of my uniform pants but knew it wasn't showing because they were dark and shed water very well before soaking through. I finally get to my truck to head home and it was everything I could do to get inside of it. Sitting down helped for a couple minutes but as I started bumping down the highway it was like lightning shooting through my bladder. I felt my self start to leak again in short bursts. I quickly grabbed my dick and squeezed with everythong I had and was able to stop the flow. I could see and feel the wetness in the crotch of my pants now. I just kept squeezing my now hard dick thinking as long as im hard I cant pee. But it still kept leaking out. I still had 5 minutes left to drive and the more I squeezed the closer I was to cumming and the more I leaked the more turned on I was! I kept trying to stop right at the edge of cumming but a hard bump sent me over the edge. I lost control of everything! I was soaking my uniform pants and having the most intense orgasm of my life at the same time only minutes from my house.
  21. Before starting with the story I wanted to say some quick words. This is my first time ever writing a fanfiction, let alone an omorashi fanfiction. I have no idea at all how to write one and I have no idea if anyone will actually like this, but I tried my best and I think it turned out pretty well. Since english is not my native language, there might be some grammatical errors or some sentences that might sound weird, so please understand. Let me know how you liked this one and if you want some more storys of Jade and Tori. I would definitelly be open to write some more storys. Suggestions or wishes would be awesome, although I still have some ideas in my mind. Further background information to read this story are not really required, but it would still be a good idea to have a basic knowledge about the show. Thanks for reading, and now enjoy 🙂 ------------------------------------ It was a wonderful day of July in LA. The weather was perfect. It wasn't too hot to have the students at Hollywood Arts dying and drowning in their own sweat, but it was hot enough to have a nice day at the beach with friends once Sikowitz would finally release all of them into the weekend. But Tori and Jade had other plans. They would spend a very nice day on their own. Tori smirked at the though and glanced over to where Jade was seated. Her incredibly hot, smart, scary and also secret goth girlfriend was slightly jiggeling her legs, her hands laying on her crotch while she was watching the seconds on the clock tick by. Tori had to surpress a moan at that sight. Watching her girlfriend in only her tight hot pants and short crob-top, which was showing a generous amount of cleavage, being absolutely desperate to pee but not being able to openly hold made her wet on the spot. It was only ten minutes to go until it was the end of the day and Tori was almost disappointed that she couldnt enjoy Jade struggeling any longer. They havn't been in a relationship for a long time. Tori waited almost 8 months after Jade and Beck broke up to ask her secred Crush for years out. Jade was surprised, but to Toris disbelive she actually agreed and just a few days later, Tori asked Jade to be her Girlfriend. This happend 3 months ago and they were still keeping it a secred, both enjoying the rush of adrenaline all the secret make-out sessions were giving them. They discovered their shared fetish two months into their relationship on a date night at the movies. Jade didnt go to the toilet before the movie started, which, after drinking 1 liter of soda and watching a 3 hour long movie, turned out to be a huge mistake. By the end of the movie, Jade was absolutely bursting and at her limit but she enjoyed it too much, she almost wanted to hold it until Tori brought her home. Tori, observent as she was, knew her Girlfriend had to pee long before the movie ended. When Jade told her she would need to go before they drove back, Tori build up all the courage she had in her and asked Jade to hold it. Jade was so shocked she let out a small spurt into her panties, not enough to be noticed though. She was so excited and shook her head yes, so they both went to the car, although it took longer than normal, due to Jades small steps. Toris excitement was on a whole new level, so high, she even forgot her own pressing need. On the 20 minute drive home they talked about how they got into pee holding and how excited they both were, that they didnt have to hide it anymore. Jade made Tory horny by telling her how much she had to piss and that she would burst any second. Of course like a good girl, she didnt. She held it all the way back to Toris house and lucky as they were, neither Trina nor Toris parents were home. Jades steps kept getting smaller and smaller until they were at the doorstep. By this point, Jade was beging Tori to open the door and let her go, but Tori teased her and dropped the key multiple times. When she bend over to pick up the key she finally noticed her own desperate need but she was so overcome by Jades incredible bladder bulge and frantic pee dancing, that she just continued to drop it and not open the door. After five minutes of continued key-dropping, it was too much for Jades bladder and the whole river she has been holding totally flood her pants and rushed onto the dorstep. Watching Jade absolutely piss herself in combination with her girlfriends moans was too much for Toris bladder and she pissed herself right next to Jade. After multiple minutes of peeing they looked at each other fondly. That was when their first 'I love you's' fell. That was when they first had sex together. Truly an amazing night. Tori had to surpress another moan as she though about this day once again. Glancing back to the clock she saw that it was almost time to go and as if on clue, Sikowitz wished them all a great weekend. All of Toris friend were the first out of the room, while Jade and Tori hung back. "How are you holding up?" "I'm not sure if I can stand up without causing noticable damage", Jade mumbled under her breath. Tori smirked. "Welp, no point in waiting to find out", she said, while she abruptly yanked Jade to her feet. A loud hissing noice immediately filled the air and Jade shot her hands to her crotch and frantically pressed them down on her pelvis to stop the flow. A wet spot the size of a tennis ball appeared on her shorts, but Jade just managed to stop the flow. "Are you crazy?", Jade whisper-sreamed while Tori just grinned innocently. "What do you mean?" "You know damn well what I mean! Now I have to cover it up with something and I don't have a jacket!" Tori sighed. "Here, take my cardigan." Tori reached for the piece of clothing on the chair next to her and gave it to Jade, who looked relived and quickly covered her crotch. "Why the hell do you have a cardigan with you in July?" "I don't know. Just be happy I had it or you would have been embarressed. Now do you wanna get home or continue interviewing me? Your parents still on this buisness trip?", Tori asked as she made her way towards the door. "Yeah, we can go to my house, they will be gone for another 2 weeks at least. Now let's go, I don't wanna piss in your car and I am not sure if I can last the 20 minute drive", Jade gasped as she started pee dancing on the sport. As jade looked in Toris eyes she saw just how much her girlfriend was enjoying to see her at her limit once again. And Jade was enjoying it too, but she was seriously starting to worry if she could make it home as they made their way through the parking lot towards Toris car. Jade's eyes widened in shock once Toris car came into sight. All of their friends were gathered in front of Toris car, having a heated discussion. Probably about what they were gonna do over the course of the weekend. But right now, Jade wanted nothing more than to just relive herself. Tori saw the uncertainty in her girlfriends eyes and knew, she had to get rid of their friends quickly or Jade would have a huge problem. "There you finally are! What were you doing so long in there? Anyways, what do you think we should do today? Go to the beach, what Cat and I want to do, or go to the beach tomorrow and relax today, which obviously is a stupid idea", Robbie immediately ranted as Jade and Tori reched the car. "I don't wanna do anything with you morons", jade grumbled, trying to cover up her pressing need by being her usual grumpy self. Torii agreed. "I think we should wait for tomorrow, I just wanna go home and sleep to be honest", she lied. "But I wanna have ice cream and get wet on the beach with you guys", Cat said pouting. "Look Cat, we can go tomorrow, I promise! I just really wanna go home!" Tori tried to end the conversation as quickly as possible, because she noticed how Jades legs slowly began to shake next to her. Fortunately, beck jumped to both her and Jades rescue. "Cat, I will take you to Freezy Queen and get you Ice-Cream but only if you agree that we gan go tomorrow", Beck smiled. "YAY", Cat yelled, as she quickly hugged Beck and ran towards his car. Beck laughed slightly. "See you guys." They all quickly bid their goodbyes and Tori and Jade jumped into Toris car. Jade sighed relived. She was surprised that nobody asked her about her weird movements. She really tried to keep it together but if she would have stood still for one more second she would have peed. Once they were seated, Jade instantly crossed her legs and pressed her hand against her croth. "Babe I'm telling you you better drive fast I'm at the brim of wetting myself", Jade panted. And it was true. She felt all of that piss sloshing around inside of her bladder, pressing against her peehole, begging her to release her muscles and let out the ocean inside of her. The last time she went to the toilet was before she once again watched the scissoring, her favourite Horror movie of all time. That was at 8pm yesterday, and since it was 3pm now, it has been almost 19 hours since she last emptied her baldder. Since then she had drunken a lot of soda during the movie, a bottle of water before bed, three whole coffees in the morning and a little water at school. Normally she would have emptied her baldder before school, but Tori texted her in the morining, asking her if she needed to go, so she willingly held it for her girlfriend. "You are so hot when you are desperate", Tori moand, as she felt the wetness Jade was cauing ruin her panties. She was really tempted to let her fingers slide into her panties while driving and do something about it, but first of all, she was a responsible driver, and second of all, she would rather have Jade finish her off. "Yeah I know, now fucking drive!", she moaned, as she bend over in her seat. "Only if you put your seatbelt on, babe. We don't want you to die in an accident! And do it tight too", Tori winked at her. Jade was too tired to argue. She put it on and instantly felt the fabric roughly push into her bladder. She crossed her legs even tighter, as another spurt escaped her urethra. 10 minutes into the drive, Jades bladder suddenly contracted. She yelpt loudly and instantly set up tighter in her seat as a huge spurt escaped into her panties, soaking her butt. "Tori, Tori, please, I'm telling you I can't hold it! I thought i could, but I can't, please do something, stop anywhere RIGHT. NOW!", jade screamed, as she lifted her dripping butt from the seat, while spurted again. "Jade, you are a good girl, I think-", Tori began to shut her girlfriends wishes down as she stopped at a red light, but Jade was quick to speak. "If you don't stop anywhere right now I'm pissing all over your car, I'm not joking Tori, look at me!", jade screamed desperately. Her pants were unbuttoned by now, the seatbelt was long gone and both of her hands her clamping her urethra shut, trying everything to keep the spurts from coming, but her whole shorts were dark blue by now, pee dripping onto the seat while pee escaped trough Jade's hands almost every second by now. Toris eyes widened and she quickly reacher for her bag in the backseat to get her empty waterbottle out and handed it to Jade. Jade wanted to tell Tori to keep going until she found an empty parking lot, but her constant spurts and contracting bladder kept her moth shut and she quickly put one leg up against the dashboeard, janked her pants and panties down, exposing her dripping wet crotch. She pressed the bottle against her vagina and instantly let out a huge gush of pee, almost too big for the hole of the waterbottle. She moaned loudly as all of the liquid she has been keeping inside of her for almost a whoe day escaped and gushed into the bottle. A few spurts didn't make it into the bottle and dripped onto parts of the car, but Tori didn't mind. The traffic light was still red, so Tori got to savor the sight of her exhausted girlfriend. Her eyes were glued to her crotch as she watch Jades huge tank empty into the bottle, which was filling up rather quickly. Tori loudly moand as she subconsciously let her hand travel into her own pants. Jades stream was at no way starting to get less, as Tori reached for her second empty bottle and silently handed it to Jade as she took the first full 1 litre bottle from her. The traffic lights turned green and Tori reluctantly drew her eyes back on the road. She started the rest of the drive back to Jades place with the sound of Jade's dying stream playing like music in her ears...
  22. View File DLSL-234 Several businesswomen are being trained for a new job by their boss, and set off on a business trip in his car. The strict boss doesn't allow them an opportunity to use the bathroom, so the women have no choice but to endure a bursting bladder in the back of the car, squirming in desperation. Eventually they are unable to wait any longer, and wet themselves inside the car, much to their embarrassment. Submitter IcyMint Submitted 09/19/2020 Category JAV Collections  
  23. Found this very enticing clip on Twitter from a JAV I'm not sure has been posted here yet! If anyone knows which one it is (and if it has been posted, or if not where to buy it), let me know!
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