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  1. Live Action Omorashi

    I've noticed a lot of threads about people holding it, and then posting what is happening to them as time passes. I've decided to consolidate this into a single thread in order to keep the board from getting cluttered. I will keep this short and sweet. Basically, if you're holding it right now and you want an audience, go ahead and post in this thread. Mention things such as your level of desperation and provide as many details as you can. While I would prefer all live action stuff to go in this thread, that doesn't mean you are obligated to do it. If you would rather, you could always hold it, do what needs to be done, and then post a separate thread about what happened. This is subject to change as questions and problems arise.
  2. More Male Bedwetting Content?

    So I was looking over the video/upload stats the other day and noticed that there weren't very many male bedwetting videos (or male wetting videos in general). as a girl who loves these kinds of things, I wanted to encourage people to post more of these. For all those guys out there who ask ladies to make videos, this is your chance to step up. You don't need to show your face (don't), or do anything fancy, just lay down in a bed with a full bladder (and mattress cover, use a garbage bag if you don't have one), point a camera at your diaper-area, and after a little pretend sleeping, let loose and shamefully flood the bed. Also, for those who aren't into making videos, I totally get it, go on the hunt! Do it for me ;) Happy hunting. Rach
  3. female Wetting in class

    So I promised I would post this, and here it is. In the wetting dares thread: One if the dares was to download a random alarm app, set it for between 8am and 10pm or a time around there, and when ever it went off, relax and pee where you were. I had classes from 10 in the morning, pretty much straight 3 in the afternoon with a short lunch break, so I set the alarm to go off between then, and went to my classes. I knew I should be prepared for it so I wore long Johns over my underwear, and above put on some black sweatpants. The alarm ended up going off at around 1:15, 45 minutes after my afternoon lecture had started. It was in a large lecture hall, so I wasn’t too worried. So, I sat where I was and relaxed. It took a little while to start peeing, and I didn’t have to go too bad, but soon I felt pee start to trickle into my underwear. I pushed a little and a stream started. I let it out until I felt my butt start to get wet, but at that point I was just about done (as I said, I didn’t have to pee very much). I looked down and saw I had a sizable wet spot, but it was pretty hard to see. When the lecture ended I went back to my dorm to snap a few pics.
  4. bed wetting first try

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    This is my first try recording wetting the bed. A few things I learnt doing this was. 1. It is easier to wet while asleep 2. Best to make videos while sober 3. I have to try other angles to get a better wetting effect. Its shorter than I wanted and I plan on perfecting my deliberate bed wetting. Please enjoy

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  5. View File bed wetting first try This is my first try recording wetting the bed. A few things I learnt doing this was. 1. It is easier to wet while asleep 2. Best to make videos while sober 3. I have to try other angles to get a better wetting effect. Its shorter than I wanted and I plan on perfecting my deliberate bed wetting. Please enjoy Submitter MR_BLONDE001 Submitted 01/20/2018 Category Bedwetting  
  6. So, I'm not sure if a topic synonymous with this one has been created, and if it has please let me know so as to keep me from cluttering this website. But to the main content. This topic is intended to be a place where members post the oddest places that they care to mention where they have tried to get relief (either with success, faliure, or disaster). I don't have much time, so I'm afraid for now I will only be able to post one occasion, but it is the most in-depth and probably most enjoyable, as I managed to accidentally pee where I shouldn't have when I wasn't desperate. Note: Generally, I would rather post much smaller descriptions of the places and events. This one is so complicated! I was car-sitting while my parents were shopping. My grandfather would come by in a while to give us... I don't exactly remember. I was working on a project on an old laptop and so was completely absorbed with trying to get as much work done as possible before the grey-haired battery died. This kept me from paying much attention to my tank until I had come to a pretty good stopping place on the project and was also seriously concerned that I would wet myself. Not wanting to risk being seen by shooting straight out the door, I found what should have been thrown away by rule but I was glad it hadn't been: a crushed (but intact) water bottle. I peed into the bottle until it was full, clenched like I was hanging off Cloud City in STAR WARS V, and then emptied it out the passenger door. I did this a second time, and by then was well out of danger. But the perfect country in me wanted to be completely empty despite sense telling me to quit. I started to fill the bottle again, but around 6/10 full I dropped it. For about 1.4 seconds I just [sat kneeling?] there as both the bottle and myself poured onto the (thankfully rubber and not carpeted!) car floor. Managed to stop before things got too out of hand, and after I emptied the bottle I was grateful to find a roll of toilet paper and a "trash" bag (I don't remember if they were for travel purposes or for noses). I covered the mess in toilet paper, wadded and threw it away (thankfully it didn't break apart), and wiped up what was left. When my grandfather called to say he would be there soon, I said "One thing [you should know]. There's a puddle of water outside the passenger door. (him: okay...) Well, it's not water. So [chuckle] don't step in it. (him: [laugh] Okay!) Pretty normal shopping trip after that. The end. So, whaddya think? Is this topic worth hanging around (no pun intended, the topic is doing the hanging in the slang sense of the phrase)
  7. female Bedwetting Diaper Leak

    This is what happens when you try to sleep in a cheaper adult diaper. Bedwetting Diaper Leak.mp4
  8. View File Wetting my jeans with the wife Hi guys tonight me and the wife had a few drinks and decided to video us wetting ourselves. This is our first time sharing wetting content. Submitter MR_BLONDE001 Submitted 01/19/2018 Category Peeing  
  9. Hey there, Thought some of you might like to see my favourite videos that I've made (of myself). They're all me holding on as long as I can: https://friendlyomo.tumblr.com/post/168731347222/barcelona-desperation https://friendlyomo.tumblr.com/post/164309782237/long-desperation-with-lots-of-talking https://friendlyomo.tumblr.com/post/163432341790/playing-piano-and-bursting https://friendlyomo.tumblr.com/post/163352382317/underwear-was-too-small https://friendlyomo.tumblr.com/post/163077707622/four-hour-hold-and-teasing-my-bladder https://friendlyomo.tumblr.com/post/163120051958/pink-underwear-on-election-night https://friendlyomo.tumblr.com/post/168390359037/desperate-and-randy-in-thin-white-briefs (nudity & other naughtiness warning) Enjoy!
  10. Fire Emblem: Tales of Journey

    [[Authors Note: Hello. Well, I’ve been seeing a lot of these interactive stories and participating in some of them, so I’ve decided to give it a try myself. I’ll see if there is any interest after my first post and, maybe if a few people seem to enjoy it, I’ll continue it. This story will mix combat and character based conversations, with the typical Omo.com twist of adding bladder meters to your party members. When in combat, one’s bladder (and perhaps something else if interest is shown in it) may give out, causing them to wet themselves in battle. The bladder meter will be active at all times, for both genders of character. In addition, with few exceptions, most characters can be romantically/sexually paired up. This story will be based on the Fire Emblem series of games, with original characters. Character classes and appearances will be based on Fire Emblem series, specifically FE: Awakening and FE: Fates. In addition, stats will be loosely based on games. The Strength stat concerns all physical based attacks. Magic concerns all magical attacks. Defense concerns one’s ability to absorb physical damage. Resistance concerns one’s ability to absorb magic attacks. To make combat more simple, the speed and skill stats will not be used. The Luck stat, however, will be used, and will dictate critical attacks and one’s ability to catch themselves if they are about to wet themselves in battles. All party members will have an unique stat, which will be unexplained, but may help them depending on certain situations. Health will not be visible for the fight and will rather be displayed as a status condition. In addition, combat will be considered ‘casual’ by Fire Emblem standards, as party members do not die in combat and are instead knocked out. With this being said, if interest is shown, we may begin]] Three figures sit around a small fire in a clearing in a forest. The sounds of the forest ring out around them. An owl howling in the distance. The wind blowing against the trees. The fire roaring softly. Our protagonist looks up at their two companions and sighs, tired from a long day with a clear twinge in their bladder. [Pick a Protagonist, a supporter, and a mentor from the list below. Each potential character will be marked as either a protagonist, supporter, combination of the two, or a mentor.} Morrigan (Protagonist/Supporter) [the student of magic] Age: 18 Physical Description: A young looking girl with purple hair in curls. Shorter than average height, Five foot two. Covers herself with the basic blue robes of a student of magic. With pale skin and a slim build, she has equally slim breasts and a small bladder. Very modest about where she relieves herself. Background: Naturally gifted in magic and naturally able to use dark magic, Morrigan was unaware of her powers until her 13th birthday, when her normal life with her parents in a small town changed forever when she fell into a mirror. After five years that she barely recalls, her powers have became stable and powerful as she awoke in a forest. If chosen as protagonist, the Coming Home quest will be activated. Class/Starting Stats: Mage, Level 10 Strength: 0 Magic: 7+2(Magic +2) Defense: 2 Resistance: 5 Luck: 5 Cuteness: 10 Skills: Shadowfaire: Allows this unit to use dark tomes, even if not a dark mage. Magic 2+: Gains a natural +2 to magic stat. Starting equipment: Flux: Dark Magic, 60% Accuracy, 5 base damage, 10% natural crit chance Wind: Wind magic, 90% Accuracy, 1 base damage, 0% natural crit chance Ace (Protagonist/Supporter) [the sharpshooter] Age: 18 Physical Description: A young man with short, brown hair. Five foot five in height, tan skin, and an athletic build. Wears the light chainmail coat with his family crest, a gold bow with a white arrow, on his arms. He has a medium sized bladder, reserved about where he relieves himself. Background: Ace was the son of a noble family who were known for the great archers who belonged to the line. As such, Ace was trained in archery from a young age. After joining the military, Ace and his squad were sent on a mission deep into enemy territory. Ace and his squad were separated, with the rest of his squad presumed dead. If selected as protagonist, the starting mission “Mission Report” will be activated. Class/Starting stats: Archer: Level 10 Strength: 6 Magic: 1 Defense: 4 Resistance: 4 Luck:4 Focus: 10 Skills: Headshot: 30% additional chance to crit +20 Hit: Additional +20% to hit Starting Equipment: Iron Bow: A common bow: 70% Accuracy, 4 base damage, 0% natural crit chance. Vera (Protagonist)[the vengeful one] Age: 20 Physical description: A woman with half her face scarred, her long hair dyed a dark shade of pink covers the scarred half of her face. Her skin is deeply tanned, her build athletic, and her breasts firm B cups, she wears a white tank top and long black pants, which she doesn’t mind emptying her bladder into. She has a medium sized bladder, but isn’t reserved about where she empties it. Background: Vera was once a high school student in a foreign land, but after an encounter with a devious magic user, she ‘died’. However, she woke up in a forest, in an age which to her seemed distant, less advanced than what she was used to. If chosen as protagonist, the starting quest Revenga will be activated. Cannot be chosen as a supporter, as Vera follows no one. Class/Starting Stats: Samurai:: Level 10 Strength: 7 Magic: 0 Defense: 5 Resistance: 2 Luck: 3 Angst: 10 Skills: Bloodlust: Boosts all stats temporarily by 1 after successfully felling an enemy. Vantage: 20% increased chance to dodge attacks of any type. Starting Equipment: Iron Katana: A standard katana: 80% accuracy, 4 base damage, 15% natural crit chance. Rose (Protagonist/Supporter)[the loyal friend] Age: 21 Physical appearance: a young woman with long flaming red hair. With tan skin and B cup breasts covered by her suit of leather armor. She has a large bladder, but is somewhat reserved on where she releases it. Background: Vera’s best friend, after discovering that her friend was actually alive somewhere, she hunted down an associate of the man responsible and forced him to send Rose after Vera. Donning a set of plain leather armor and a straight sword to fit to her new surroundings, selecting Rose as a protagonist will activate the starting quest Vera. In addition, if she supports Vera, she will gain a different unique stat. Class/Starting Stats: Mercenary: Level 10 Strength: 8 Magic: 0 Defense: 3 Resistance 3 Luck: 3 Determination: 10 (If not supporting Vera) Persuasion: 10 (If supporting Vera) Skills: Duelist: Deals increased damage when facing a single opponent Patience: 10% increased chance to dodge and hit when enemy attacks first Starting equipment: Iron Straight Sword: A standard straight sword: 85% Accuracy, 3 base damage, 5% natural crit chance. Iron shield: A common shield used throughout the land. Kara (Supporter)[the allied knight] Age: 22 Physical description: A tall ‘women’, six feet tall, with brunette hair that reaches her shoulders. Wrapped in light plate mail that covers her dark skin. She has a large bladder and is willing to empty it anywhere, but only in front of people she trusts with her secret. Background: Kara once trained as a knight and in the way of using a lance. Though, after complications arose when trying to join the military, she joined a mercenary group. After her group was annihilated in battle, she disappeared into the woods until she found the protagonist. Has always been a follower, and therefore cannot be the protagonist. Class/Starting Stats: Knight: Level 10 Strength: 8 Magic: 0 Defense: 7+2 (Defense +2) Resistance: 1 Luck: 2 Defense: 10 Skills: Sworn Shield: 25% chance to defend the protagonist from attacks when nearby. Defense +2: Additional 2 points in Defense) Starting equipment: Spear: A lance that can be easily thrown: 70% accuracy, 3 base damage, 5% natural crit chance. Steel shield: A well made shield meant for a knight: Evans (Protagonist/Supporter)[the rogue ninja] Age: 22 Physical description: A blond haired man of average height and athletic build, clad in plain green robes. Usually keeps to himself when it comes to his private needs, unless he’s drank alcohol recently, a common event, in which case he’s usually open with it. Background: A self-taught ninja, who learned the art from a series of scrolls rather than formal teaching, His main purpose from this was to sell his skill to the highest bidder, though eventually learned of his true calling. Choosing him as the protagonist activates the starting quest Revolution. Class/starting stats: Ninja: Level 10 Strength: 4 Magic: 0 Defense: 3 Resistance: 5 Luck: 7 Cunning: 10 Skills: Acrobat: Has a 40% chance to dodge all attacks. Vanishing Act: Can disappear from enemies for a short time using smoke bombs. Starting equipment: Kunai Knives (x2): A ninja’s knife, good for close and ranged combat: 90% accuracy, 3 base damage, 40% natural crit chance Smoke bombs (x5): A small package which causes an explosion of smoke when thrown to the ground. Sif (Protagonist/Supporter)[the murder doll] Age: 19 Physical description: A small looking woman with short black hair clad in chain and cloth armor. Pale skin, making her resemble a large painted doll when not moving. Has tiny breasts and an even smaller bladder, which she will relieve whenever she pleases. Background: A skilled fighter, Sif’s doll like appearance makes her enemies underestimate her. By the time they realize their mistake, it is too late. Little is known about Sif’s past. If chosen as the protagonist, starting quest The Doll is activated. Class/Starting Stats: Spear Fighter: Level 10 Strength: 6 Magic:0 Defense: 4 Resistance: 2 Luck: 4 Brutality: 10 Skills: Merciless: 40% chance to instantly finish off an enemy when they are wounded. Lethality: 10% chance to instantly finish off an enemy. Starting equipment: Iron Nagitama: An eastern polearm: 70% accuracy, 5 base damage, 15% natural crit chance. Ciel (mentor)[the witch seer] Age: ??? Physical description: A young looking woman with short purple hair and a golden eye patch. Her purple robe and black witch hat cover her body, making it unsure what her body looks like. She also never seems to relieve herself, which means that either she can relieve herself magically or the inside of her robe is usually soaked. Background: Ciel is a witch who has forgotten how long she has known magic or been able to see into the future. All she is certain of is that the protagonist needs her assistance, whether Ciel likes it or not. Class/Starting Stats: Witch, Level 25 Strength: 2 Magic: 9 Defense: 3 Resistance: 7 Luck: 4 Wisdom: 10 Skills: Future Sight: 60% chance to avoid enemy attacks, after seeing them happen in the future. Witchcraft: 5% chance on turning enemies into small animal when attacking with dark magic Starting equipment: Nosferatu: A dark tome: 60% accuracy, 6 base damage, 5% natural crit chance, absorbs half damage dealt as health. Alice (Mentor)[the assassin’s legacy) Age: 31 Physical description: A woman with a long brown hair in a pony tail. Standing five foot ten, usually in tight leather, pressing her B cups close to her body, she is more concerned about who sees her relieve her medium sized bladder rather than where she does it. For example, she will not pee in front of her daughter. In addition, she won’t cheat on her husband, but if pushed to her sexual limit, she imagines her husband would forgive her if it was with another woman. Background: Working as an assassin for many years while her husband raised their daughter, Morrigan. Once her daughter and husband went missing, she retired from assassination and went out into the world to find them, helping whoever she could along her along the way. If mentoring Morrigan, starting quest is changed to Father. Class/Starting Stats: Assassin: Level 5 Strength: 7 Magic: 0 Defense:3 Resistance: 4 Luck: 7 Dexterity: 10 Skills: Heartseeker: All attacks have an additional 30% chance to crit Lethality: Has a 10% chance to instantly kill her enemy. Starting equipment: Estoc: A deadly thrusting sword: 80% accuracy, 7 base damage, 10% natural crit chance Steel bow: A well-made longbow: 85% accuracy, 6 base damage, 10% natural crit chance Z (Mentor)[the grim knight] Age: ??? Physical description: An imposing six foot one figure clad in black plate mail with a featureless black mask. The only piece of skin that can be seen is his impressive manhood in one of the rare moments that he relieves himself. Background: A mysterious man who refuses to say why he is here, but has shown how prowess in combat enough for few to question him or his loyalty. Class/Starting stats: Revenant: Level 5 Strength: 6 Magic: 6 Defense: 5 Resistance: 4 Luck: 2 Dominance: 10 Skills: Soul Crash: When using magic, high chance to stun enemies Soul Crush: Has the ability to make sure that fallen enemies don’t get back up. Starting equipment: Dark axe: A large axe made from a black metal: 50% accuracy, 8 base damage, 20% natural crit chance. Black fireball: a burning orb of darkness hurled at the enemy: 60% accuracy, 6 base damage, 10% natural crit chance. With the options available, please vote for the combination you would like to see. If I see a trend, I’ll continue this story with Chapter One. In addition, if you would like to, please vote from a scale of one to five (one being dry, five being completely soaked) on how much you would like omorashi to play a factor. Also, vote whether or not you’d like to see messing make appearances in the story. With that being said, fingers crossed that this little story of mine turns out well.
  11. Hi all I am definantly finding it easier to post pictures of me in diapers. 😁 I do plan on eventually doing some wetting pictures on the omo side but for now here is my diapered booty rocking out to some doobie brothers in my shed.😎 No editing this time just hiding behind some shades lol
  12. Hey, all! :) I've been meaning to post about my last public wetting experience. It happened on November 24th 2016. How can I remember the exact day? Well, this was the day that Your Name. (Kimi No Na Wa.) was released in cinemas in the UK. I'd decided to take the opportunity to see the film on the big screen. However, the showing was at a cinema further away than the one that I usually go to. Because of this, it required me to travel by train to get there and back. So, I traveled to said cinema and saw the film (which was amazing by the way!). I'd bought myself a drink (which I finished while watching the film) and some popcorn. There was so much popcorn that I walked out of the cinema with quite a bit left over. I must've bought a large box (which probably means that I'd bought a large drink too). Now, I don't like letting things go to waste, so I decided to take the box home with me. Bad idea... You see, by this point I really needed to pee, and I'd decided that couldn't really take the popcorn with me to the toilets. I could've left the box on the counter, but I didn't want to come back and find the box gone. I probably could've asked someone if they'd look after it while I went to the toilets, but I didn't (likely due to social anxiety). After a short while working out what I was going to do, I eventually decided to make my way home. Due to the time of year and the fact that it was dark, it was cold outside; this seemed to cause things to move along quite quickly. The station was close and I made my way to the platform, the need to pee subsiding for now. The train ride would've been ~16 minutes plus however long I was waiting for said train to arrive. About halfway through the journey the need to pee returned. By the time I'd got off the train, I was busting. I left the platform but then had to wait for my parents to come and pick me up. After phoning my mum, I proceeded to pace up and down near the station entrance, trying my hardest to hold on. I must've waited for another 10-15 minutes before I started leaking. I hurried outside and down the side of the station, towards the car park. About halfway down I stopped and ended up flooding my jeans. Luckily, I don't think anybody noticed due to the fact that it was dark. Almost straight afterwards, my parents arrived. After admitting that I'd wet myself, we went home, I got cleaned up, and may have received a short lecture. Nothing more was said. I learned my lesson, and next time I left my popcorn box and went to pee! Peace and love!
  13. So this occurred to me in second grade. This was on one of the occasions where in I had run out of diapers, and but fortunately, it was a free dress day. I had finished off my last diaper after arriving at school, and after changing out of it, hadnt used the bathroom since that diaper. Now flash forward to recess, which was about ten o'clock. I had finished the quesedilla and soda my mom had brought for me. By this point, the slight twinge I had in my bladder from earlier in the morning had grown a bit, but I was confident I could hold it in. I had also grown a need to poop. Putting that off, I went off to go play in the courtyard area designated for us, though we could go talk to the third graders as their area was right next to ours. Our teacher, Mrs. Shales, was monitoring us. By about halfway in, I was pretty desperate, crossing my legs together and trying to think dry. Normally, I'd be fine with just sitting back and letting go, but without the confines of a diaper, I was somewhat afraid my classmates would notice the puddle growing underneath me. A little while after, I got up, told the teacher I was going to the bathroom, and dashed in. Seeing the urinals were all in use, I went into the stall. But just as I stepped in front of the toilet, my 2nd grade bladder released, soaking the front of my pants. Thankfully, they were already dark in color, and frankly, I didn't care, I just felt relief. After my flow ended, I slid my pants down, pooped into the toilet, flushed, washed my hands, and left.
  14. Check Mate - A Desperate Experience from my School Years A true experience, remembered from a long time ago, and fictionalised as best I can.......: Several years ago, when I was at secondary school (High School for those in the USA!) I was a member of the school chess team. We used to play tournaments at our school, and visiting other schools. These always took place after the end of the school day. We always played in school uniform as we were representing the school, so I was dressed in my grey school trousers, white shirt, blue and yellow school tie, and my blue school blazer. So on this day, I'd done a full school day, then after school, we all got into the minibus, and drove across the town to a school on the other side where todays tournament was happening. I'd gone for a pee earlier in the afternoon, but didn't go before we left. But really, I should have been fine. We arrived at the school and went into the classroom where the tournament was happening. An average classroom, brown wooden parquet floor, grey and white wooden desks, with metal legs. Plastic school chairs. Windows down one side of the room looked out onto the twilight of the winters afternoon. It was all set out as usual, with 6 or 7 desks pulled out, a chair on each side, and a chess board between. Water was provided - two cups and two bottles on each desk. First game underway, and I was concentrating hard, absentmindedly drinking water as I pondered and considered my moves. Forty-five minutes later, the match was over. I won. When each pair had finished their first round match, we all swapped round, reset the chessboards, and the waters got replenished. It was pretty hot and stuffy in the classroom, the heating full blast on this cold winters day, so plenty of the water was being drunk. A general hubbub of conversation surrounded the reset, scraping of chairs on the floor as people stretched their legs. The second round started, the room fell silent again, only broken by the occasional scuffing of the chess pieces being moved on the boards, and the sounds of water being poured and drunk. This match went long. About an hour later, my opponent finally check mated me, and it was over. By this time, I was aware that the water I had drunk was beginning to have an effect on my bladder. I needed a pee. Not desperately yet, but the sensation was there - the tension in my bladder, the pinpricking urge in the end of my penis. My game was the last one to finish, so we were quickly reset, and into the third and final round. I was still pretty confident that I could make it through this game and back to my school, then go for a pee. I sat down opposite my opponent, and crossed my legs, squeezing my thighs together for a moment as I did so. My urge subsided slightly. I looked across at my opponent. A very pretty girl, of about my own age. Helena. As she opened the game, I shifted in my seat, and crossed my legs the other way. It helped a bit, but my bladder was filling. I could really feel the tension in my lower abdomen, the urge in my crotch intensified. I wiggled slightly in my chair, trying to numb the urges, and focussed on the game. Helena was a good player - challenging every attack I made, constantly on the ball, making her moves quickly, precisely. We played on, my fidgeting growing as time passed. I was really in a bad way by now, desperate to pee, clenching and clenching my muscles, trying to fidget as little as possible so that hopefully neither Helena nor anyone else would realise my predicament. I was at that shy stage of young teenage years where you really don't like to admit to the need for bodily functions - particularly not in front of pretty girls that you've only just met. Our game lasted fifty minutes, give or take a few. Helena won. She probably would have on any day, but today especially, I simply couldn't focus properly. I made silly mistakes, and she immediately seized on them and capitalised. I shook hands with her, pushed my chair back, and carefully stood up, clenching hard to avoid shaking my legs or squirming. It was no good. There was no way I was going to make it through the minibus ride back to school. I looked for a teacher, found one, and asked if I could use a toilet. He frowned. It was 5pm by now, way after the school would normally be open and the caretakers might have started shutting up for the night. They might still be open though and he told me where they were. So far, I'd managed all this pretty discreetly, but then to my horror he called Helena over - "Helena, could you show this young man where the boys toilets are?" I blushed, crimson red, a prickly heat of embarrassment flowing over me. But I was in no position to back out - I HAD to go. Standing on the spot I was fighting the urge to squirm and jiggle up and down, or grab myself to numb the desperate urge in my penis for a moment. A delicate blush painted Helena's cheek - she too, was clearly not comfortable. She led the way out of the room, down the corridor. I tried to keep a step or two behind her, so that she wouldn't notice my sightly stiff walk, my hand in my pocket, my occasional squeezing of my penis as I fought to hold my desperate young bladder. Turn, first left, then right. Up another corridor. Silence. No small talk. Helena walked hurriedly, not turning to look at me. The sound of her steps on the tiled floor echoed in the empty corridor. I shuffled equally hurriedly behind her. Please let them be open. Please. Please. Please. As we approached the toilets, I gave my penis one last squeeze and clenched hard. Just in time. Helena turned to face me. "Here they are." "Thank you!" I turned to the door and pushed it. Unyeilding. Locked. My heart sank. It must have showed in my face. "Wait," Helena said, "I'll try the girls for you, I can always stand outside and make sure nobody goes in." I could have kissed her. Though clearly embarrassed by the whole situation, she was trying her best for me. She stepped across the corridor to the girls. Taking the opportunity of her turned back, I bounced up and down behind her, squeezing my legs together, fighting, fighting, fighting to hold it in. Helena raised a hand to the girls toilet door and pushed. It too was locked. I began to panic. There was no way I could hold it all the way home. I straightened up just before she turned back to me, but not quite in time. She caught me straightening, and immediately looked away. "Are you going to be ok?" she asked, real concern in her voice. "Yes," I lied, "I'll be fine, I'll just wait till we get back." Back through the corridors, Helena walking ahead of me, me lagging behind, hand in my pocket again, squeezing my penis, desperately trying to numb the intense urge in it's tip enough to keep my pee in. I could feel the muscles in the base of my penis fluttering with the effort of clenching, and the fullness of my bladder heavy in my lower abdomen. As we reached the classroom again my teammates were just leaving to get back on the bus. I turned to follow them. "Bye,' said Helena suddenly, "sorry I could't help." I turned, briefly forced a smile, then followed out of the building towards the bus. I chose a seat at the back of the bus, with a row to myself. The bus was a 16 seater, and there were only 7 in the chess team, so spreading out was not a problem thank goodness. As the bus pulled out of the school, I sat and squirmed in my seat, willing my muscles to hold on that little bit longer, willing my bladder to be big enough to hold to school. Minutes passed. The bus rocked, shuddered and jolted as we drove back through the town, every jolt, every turn sending spasms through my bladder. About half way home the urge intensified suddenly. I clenched hard, sat forward, rocked back and forth in my seat, grabbed my penis and squeezed for all I was worth. Clench. Clench. I felt my muscles flutter. CLENCH. Squeeze. Flutter again. I felt a spurt escape, felt it flow though my tubes, felt it come out of the tip, and felt it's dampness against my fingers through my trousers. Shit. Panicking, I bounced up and down, violently squeezing myself, clenching as hard as I could. Another spurt. Another, another. I was losing control. I could feel my boxers growing wet around me, as I kept squeezing myself I could feel the crotch of my trousers dampening against my fingers. Shit, shit, shit. I looked around. Nobody was watching, everyone else looking out of the windows of the bus into the darkness as we drove through the housing estate around the school. Nearly there. Squirming and clenching like mad, I regained a bit of control, and held back the spurting. I looked down at my crotch. Even in the darkness of the bus I could see my trousers had a wet patch. How was I going to get off the bus? I did up my blazer. It covered my crotch, just. I kept squirming, kept clenching - if I could just hold on 5 more minutes I could be off the bus and into the toilets at school. The minutes passed slowly. My young, tired muscles struggled. I felt another spurt escape, fresh wetness flowing into my boxers and trousers. Grabbing myself and squeezing myself I stopped the flow again. I could feel the pee against the inside of my leg, the fabric of my trousers growing wet from it. The bus stopped. Engine died into silence. Among the bustle of people getting bags and coats I gingerly stood, one hand in my pocket, one hand holding my blazer in place trying to disguise that I had started to wet myself. Everyone got off the bus ahead of me. I shuffled down it, and stepped off, every step I took threatening to overpower my control, threatening my clenched muscles. Another spurt. I squeezed myself and kept squeezing, trying to physically prevent any more pee coming out, though I could feel my full, tortured, tired bladder contracting, trying to force it out. I could't clench against it anymore, I just couldn't. My muscles had given up. I tried as hard as I could to keep tightening them against the flow. The urge I felt was unbearable, my bladder contracting, forcing pee through my penis, my hand squeezing it closed. Half running, half shuffling I made for the Lower School building. The lights were still on. I could see a cleaner inside. I felt trickle of pee escape, running out of me, into my crotch. I could feel the warm wet feeling spread down my leg. Into the building, past the cleaner. Crashed into the unlocked door of the boys toilet. In front of a urinal. Hand away. I clenched as hard as I could to hold it back, but I couldn't. As I struggled with my fly, bouncing and squirming like mad, the dam burst and I felt my pee spraying out of me, into my uniform trousers. Fly undone. Hand in through the fly, grabbed my penis and pulled it out, spraying pee everywhere as I did. Aim. Unclench. Release. The spurting spray turned into a torrent against the urinal. I felt my whole body relax, the tension of the last hour flowing out of me. My boxers, the crotch of my trousers and the inside of my trouser legs were soaked. Finally, my flow subsided. Final couple of spurts, shake, and put myself away and re-zipped my fly. My blazer could't cover the damage anymore. I walked quickly past the cleaner, blushing beat red, hoping against hope they wouldn't notice. I pushed open the school door and walked out into the night air, for a very damp walk home. Cg125
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    Hi guys tonight me and the wife had a few drinks and decided to video us wetting ourselves. This is our first time sharing wetting content.

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  16. Video from my hold and wetting last week. Finally managed to upload it Peed myself.mp4
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    This is my first attempt at writing something like this, so please don't be rude. I like to hear, in a polite way, your thoughts about my creation, and also your suggestions for next chapters. Keep in mind, please, that English is not my mothertongue, so there could be a few mistakes. Thanks! - 0 - Long time not seeing you... I missed talking with you, on the lake house's patio, with a cold beer in one hand and pack of cigarettes in the other one. Do you remember that time when we drank so much we couldn't lit a cigarette right, and you started smoking yours in the wrong way, getting the filter on fire. Oh, memories! It's been too long, you know? Now that you're getting married I don't know what I will do with my life. You were always the one that did all the cooler stuff, earlier than me. You were the one that graduated with the highest score, the one that made dad's company successful again, the one that got engaged first, the one that didn't skipped from girl to girl to girl to another girl, trying to find the "right one", trying to be happy with the supposed "other half of your soul". Maybe it's stupid to compare our lives, but I feel like a failure to our parents and also to myself: you are my twin brother, We shoulde be in the same stage of life, but it feels like my life goes only backwards. I'm still at college, can't pass any exams, and still live with Natalia. Yeah, I know your words: "college doesn't teach you life, but only challenges teach you life". I know, like dad used to say. What are you? Dad's soul in a new body? You're older than me for just 5 minutes, so please don't try to be the "oldest wiser one"! I must finish fucking college or I won't be a fucking literature professor! Sorry, I didn't mean to get angry at you. I know you just wanted to cheer me up, but... you know, it's hard. Living with Natalia and her friends is, I don't know how to say that... challenging! Initially it was great, but now that we broke up it's only weird. Furthermore, there's this girl, Odile that... Wait! I already finished my beer, I'm going to grab another one. Do you want one too? No, ok, don't worry. Please, pass me the lighter, I ran out of matches and I NEED a cigarette right now. What? What do you mean by "e-cigarette"? Please, don't start to say things like "lungs' cancer", "benefits for your health" and bullshits like these, otherwise I will chop your head off. Please, don't be grumpy at me, I'm sorry and also a bit drunk: I dind't me to be so acid this night. it's your bachelor party and, for some mysterious reasons, you wanted to spend this "magical night" with me, your brother and best-man. No stripper, no clubs, no friends, just me and you on the lake house's patio, like old times, with beers and your strange e-cigarette. Let me try it, please! It's not that bad, actually... but strawberry flavour, please! What was I saying about...? Oh, yeah, Odile is the new girl in the house. She took the room of one of the best friend of Natalia, that got away to take care of her mother. Yeah, lungs' cancer. Please, don't say a word! So, I was saying, Odile is from France, she's like 19 or 20, I don't know, and her father is very very rich: her family owns a company that has something to do with producing tennis balls, I didn't understand... She's really pretty, she could easily be a model: red-hair, very petite, but huge breast and nice ass. I don't know why I'm describing her to you, she's not your type, not bearded enough for you. And also no penis, sorry! (laughs) So, I'm in an uncomfortable position at home, because I don't know where to look in the morning: she usually walks around the house, half-dressed, sometimes with only panties and a t-shirt, no bra, barefeet, singing stupid catchy songs which remain stuck in my head for the whole day. Natalia saw me checking her out and, despite we are no longer a couple, she's still jealous. Maybe I should stop look at her, but, God, she's so sexy! And also I think she's really into me... The other night I was washing the dishes, as usual, and I spilled some soapy water on my crotch unintentionally. "Did you pissed yourself?" I heard a whisper just behind my left ear, with the common curled r's that makes me shiver all the time. I turned around jut enough to see her freckles a few centimeters from my face, her light green eyes glued to my crotch. I said "What? No, I didn't, it's just water from the sink" blushing furiously. Then I felt her hands on my waist, patting me just above my ass. "Pity, that was interesting... maybe next time, d'accord?" By that point, I was petrified and I couldn't stop staring at her bare ass , in extra-tiny shorts, walking away softly, with just the noise of her soles on the kitchen floor. I turned my head to the window and saw Natalia outside, checking me with a disgusted face, trying not to cry. I felt so bad... Fuck, I finished another beer... You know, since the "Bulgarian exchange-student incident" Natalia doesn't let me sleep in the bed with her, so I started sleeping on the couch. Of my own house! Ok, it's not mine, it's dad's, but he's dead so now it's mine. Ok, it's ours... Please, c'mon, I was trying to tell you what happened! So, now I sleep on the fucking couch every night, and every morning I wake up early, because Erika attends the nursing school and now she's doing an internship and she has the early hours of every fucking mornings, and she needs to go to the kitchen to have breakfast and so she wakes me by making a lot of noise with the electric squeezer (she needs only "fresh OJ" in the morning to mantain her hairs "natural strawberry blonde"). Anyway, the morning after Odile's "interest" I was half-sleeping, after Erika left, when Natalia came to me and started cuddling me. I think she made that out of jealosy for Odile, trying to say to me "I'm still your woman, don't fantasize about that baguette-bitch!". We kissed, a lot, and she started caressing me down "there", you know... But I needed to piss, I hadn't gone already that morning. Wait, I'm thirsty, just let me grab another beer and then I continue my story... So, I had an hard-on like I never had, but I was still bursting for a piss. All of a sudden I felt Natalia's wet lips petting the tip of my member, stroking it and started sucking it. The sensation was amazing, but I was like a volcano ready to erupt. I tried so hard to contain myself, but in a moment of ecstasy she said "did you came already?" with her cockney accent that I loved so much months ago. I realized what happend: I spurted in her mouth, my pee was about to burst out. I replied "Yeah, sorry, it's better to clean me up now". I said that in so rush that she made a puzzled face, and before I finished my sentece I was alredy running to the toilet. I couldn't last any longer: I opened the bathroom door, jumped in and tried to unfasten that idiot secure-lock that Natalia installed on the bowl to avoid Anees, her cat, to drown. I heard a splashing sound on the ground and noticed that I was pissing myself, drenching my boxers and wetting my feet. I did what I could: pulled my dick out, pointed to the bathtub, moved the shower-curtains and peed full-force on the drain. It was pure joy and relief. In that moment I felt the presence of another person in the bathroom: behind me there was Odile, half-awake, clearly interested in what I was doing. I couldn't stop, I wouldn't stop pissing. "We have a naughty boy in the house!" she said. I tried to explain that I was too desperate, I coudln't hold it, bla bla bla, but she laughed at me and she left in full silence. When I returned to the living room, Natalia wasn't there; she was fake-sleeping in her room (our room!), so I sneaked in and grabbed a pair of clean boxers, I showered and then came back to her. "I don't know what you're talking about, please can we not talk about what happened?" she said when I tried to confront her. That is the situation, my brother. What should I do? Please, wait for the reply, I need to take a leak and I need a cigarette, do you mind?
  19. A couple of years ago I got stuck in a meeting that was difficult to get out of for reasons I wont bore people with. By the time it ended I was already leaking into my underwear and my trousers had a wet patch by the time I reached safety. Don't know what I would have done if I had wet myself in the meeting. Feint probably LOL
  20. female Absoutely bursting morning

    Hello everyone. I am so happy to be able to share this with you after not contributing with any personal content for a while. I have been doing holds and kept getting myself into very desperate and sometimes kinky situations whilst trying to take care of things and act naturally as I had lots of things going on lately that needed my care and attention, which made things even more real, enjoyable but also prevented me from being able to record and upload them properly. Glad to be back and to have some time to really kick back and enjoy some omo time. So here we are today. Woke up about 3 hours before this video was taken and I felt like really needing to go bad (had been skipping going to the bathroom before sleep for some time, mostly due to laziness and also why not :-) ). Instead of giving in the urge, I figured I have some time for myself so I quickly went to the kitchen and made myself a big latte (400 ml) which I drank during the next 30 minutes and than quickly left to pay some bills and take care of some stuff, mostly driving and drinking a 0.5L glass of water in the meantime. 1 Hour later I am back home, feeling really squirmy and feeling a lot of pressure on my bladder, big bulge and getting rock-solid. I start enjoying that and get more and more determined to push this even further and get really bursting. Hadn't had a situation where I just burst out of control for a long while and wanted to experience some extreme desperation, which felt just lovely :-). So far I am 1.5 hours since woke up bursting and already 1L of fluids down my system. Instead of giving in, I head to the kitchen and pour myself a big glass of Pepsi with some vodka on top just to make things more intense quickly, and why not add a bit of booze to the equation to make this even more enjoyable. I drank that 0.5L glass quickly and decide to pour another one and chug that one down too. By this time I am 2 hours in, 2 liters of liquds, getting tipsi and really squirmy. I chug along another glass of water to wash down the booze and than enjoy another glass of pepsi. Setting me to almost 3 hours, 3 liters drank. I feel like I can barely walk and the pressure it's getting more and more intense, so I decide to light up a cigarrette (trough which I barely am able to wait trough) and start feeling like I am about to spurt at any moment. At that time I decide to gently walk towards the bathroom, get undressed (in my underwear) and challenge myself to hold it as long as I can WITHOUT GRABBING OR HOLDING MYSELF whatsoever. It's been the most intense 10 minutes of extreme desperation I felt in a long time. You can see the sheere torture as I am fightning my bursting bulging bladder whilst frantically shaking my legs and resiting the urge not to grab and hold myself. I end up starting to leak, which I somehow am able to fight for a while followed by a huge flood of my underwear, feet and bathroom floor that just seemed like it lasted forever. All I can say that I felt amazing during and afterwards the release.... OMG. Please let me know what you think, any feedback is really appreciated. So glad to be back here. God, by the time I managed to upload all of this and write this post, I already feel like bursting a gain. So more fun ahead :-) Lots of fluids fast.
  21. View File No hands challenge extremely bursting bulging desperate struggle Woke up about 3 hours before this video was taken and I felt like really needing to go bad (had been skipping going to the bathroom before sleep for some time, mostly due to laziness and also why not :-) ). Instead of giving in the urge, I figured I have some time for myself so I quickly went to the kitchen and made myself a big latte (400 ml) which I drank during the next 30 minutes and than quickly left to pay some bills and take care of some stuff, mostly driving and drinking a 0.5L glass of water in the meantime. 1 Hour later I am back home, feeling really squirmy and feeling a lot of pressure on my bladder, big bulge and getting rock-solid. I start enjoying that and get more and more determined to push this even further and get really bursting. Hadn't had a situation where I just burst out of control for a long while and wanted to experience some extreme desperation, which felt just lovely :-). So far I am 1.5 hours since woke up bursting and already 1L of fluids down my system. Instead of giving in, I head to the kitchen and pour myself a big glass of Pepsi with some vodka on top just to make things more intense quickly, and why not add a bit of booze to the equation to make this even more enjoyable. I drank that 0.5L glass quickly and decide to pour another one and chug that one down too. By this time I am 2 hours in, 2 liters of liquds, getting tipsi and really squirmy. I chug along another glass of water to wash down the booze and than enjoy another glass of pepsi. Setting me to almost 3 hours, 3 liters drank. I feel like I can barely walk and the pressure it's getting more and more intense, so I decide to light up a cigarrette (trough which I barely am able to wait trough) and start feeling like I am about to spurt at any moment. At that time I decide to gently walk towards the bathroom, get undressed (in my underwear) and challenge myself to hold it as long as I can WITHOUT GRABBING OR HOLDING MYSELF whatsoever. It's been the most intense 10 minutes of extreme desperation I felt in a long time. You can see the sheere torture as I am fightning my bursting bulging bladder whilst frantically shaking my legs and resiting the urge not to grab and hold myself. I end up starting to leak, which I somehow am able to fight for a while followed by a huge flood of my underwear, feet and bathroom floor that just seemed like it lasted forever. All I can say that I felt amazing during and afterwards the release.... OMG. Submitter Despholder Submitted 01/18/2018 Category Desperation Clothing Panties/Undies  
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    Woke up about 3 hours before this video was taken and I felt like really needing to go bad (had been skipping going to the bathroom before sleep for some time, mostly due to laziness and also why not :-) ). Instead of giving in the urge, I figured I have some time for myself so I quickly went to the kitchen and made myself a big latte (400 ml) which I drank during the next 30 minutes and than quickly left to pay some bills and take care of some stuff, mostly driving and drinking a 0.5L glass of water in the meantime. 1 Hour later I am back home, feeling really squirmy and feeling a lot of pressure on my bladder, big bulge and getting rock-solid. I start enjoying that and get more and more determined to push this even further and get really bursting. Hadn't had a situation where I just burst out of control for a long while and wanted to experience some extreme desperation, which felt just lovely :-). So far I am 1.5 hours since woke up bursting and already 1L of fluids down my system. Instead of giving in, I head to the kitchen and pour myself a big glass of Pepsi with some vodka on top just to make things more intense quickly, and why not add a bit of booze to the equation to make this even more enjoyable. I drank that 0.5L glass quickly and decide to pour another one and chug that one down too. By this time I am 2 hours in, 2 liters of liquds, getting tipsi and really squirmy. I chug along another glass of water to wash down the booze and than enjoy another glass of pepsi. Setting me to almost 3 hours, 3 liters drank. I feel like I can barely walk and the pressure it's getting more and more intense, so I decide to light up a cigarrette (trough which I barely am able to wait trough) and start feeling like I am about to spurt at any moment. At that time I decide to gently walk towards the bathroom, get undressed (in my underwear) and challenge myself to hold it as long as I can WITHOUT GRABBING OR HOLDING MYSELF whatsoever. It's been the most intense 10 minutes of extreme desperation I felt in a long time. You can see the sheere torture as I am fightning my bursting bulging bladder whilst frantically shaking my legs and resiting the urge not to grab and hold myself. I end up starting to leak, which I somehow am able to fight for a while followed by a huge flood of my underwear, feet and bathroom floor that just seemed like it lasted forever. All I can say that I felt amazing during and afterwards the release.... OMG.

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  23. This is the first time I have been able to do a good hold in a while, and I figured it would be a good idea to make it the first story I upload. Any criticism is appreciated. So I am home for break, and I have had the opportunity to have some omorashi fun. I decided to do a rapid desperation hold with the end goal of forcing myself to have an accident. If you don't know what rapid desperation is, basically you drink a set amount of water per hour and use the bathroom as soon as you feel a need to go. You do this for a few hours and it makes it so you can't hold it as long, there is a great thread about it on here. After doing that for a few hours, I drank 3 bottles of water, sat down at my desk, and decided that I would not get up to use the bathroom until I had already started leaking. At this point I was already up to a 5 out of 10 about 15 minutes in. About 10 minutes later I couldn't stop fidgeting, but still felt strongly in control. All of a sudden, a huge wave of desperation hit and I had to hold myself to keep from losing it. At this point I knew I wouldn't make it to the bathroom in time if I wanted to and would probably start to leak if I stood up. I decided to see how long I could last sitting down, and squirmed with my hands holding tight on my crotch in a futile attempt to hold on just a little longer. That battle ended about 5 minutes later when I felt a leak and knew that the rest would soon follow. I got up and hobbled to the bathroom as to avoid soaking the carpet and felt spurts coming out with nearly every step. As soon as I got into the bathroom, my bladder completely released. I stepped into the tub as pee was running down my jeans and kept going for a solid minute. I was completely soaked, and I don't know how long it has been since I have been that aroused. Pictures of the aftermath are below, I hope you enjoy them. I was considering doing some kind of video, but I wasn't able to set anything up in time.
  24. A/N: In this thread I will post all of the fics I do for a user on this site. For now, we're going to have a wide variety of cartoons, with both male and female omorashi popping up, depending on the story. This first one focuses on Frankie from Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends. Frankie often busies herself with chores, to the point that she gets lost in them and forgets to take care of her other needs. That’s exactly what she’s doing one day, when she realizes that she feels the urge to pee, something that has probably been going on for a while, but that she’s only just noticed. Since it’s already at a point that she really can’t ignore, she decides to go ahead and take care of that as quickly as she can, and heads off to look for the bathroom. The first bathroom that she comes to has a bit of a line of imaginary friends, and she isn’t sure if it’ll be worth waiting, when she can just find another one with less of a wait. However, every bathroom that she comes across seems to be the same situation, and she continues searching, her desperation growing with each step that she takes. Her bladder is more full than she realized, and even walking proves to be a bit of a pain, causing her overfull bladder to slosh, and make her afraid that she might leak. It’s rare that she’s in a situation where she’s this desperate, and she prays that she doesn’t end up in a situation where she actually wets herself. All she can do is try to hold back as much as possible, pressing on in the hopes that at least one bathroom won’t have a ridiculous wait time. Even a small line would be fine, though, in the back of her mind, she knows that if she’d just waited at the first one she came to, then she probably would have been able to go by now, she tries not to think about that. No point in dwelling on the past now. Frankie is growing so desperate now that she can’t believe she ever let it get this bad.It hasn’t been this bad in a really long time, and she’s starting to panic, wondering if she really is going to be pushed so far that she wets herself. More than anything, she wants to avoid that happening, but by now, she can’t even walk normally. After passing so many bathrooms, it’s obvious to anyone who notices how strangely she’s walking that she’s dealing with a full bladder, and she wonders if there’s any bathroom in the house that isn’t constantly in use. Her bladder aches for relief, but no matter how she searches, she can’t find it. The lines are so bad, and her bladder is so full, and she’s beginning to panic, really not sure now if she’s going to be able to make it or not. She whimpers, imagining the humiliation that would occur if she were to wet herself in the house. After all, she would be the one who’d have to clean it up, and walk around in her wet clothes, and everyone would soon know what had happened to her. No matter what, she has to avoid that outcome. She knows that she absolutely can’t take it anymore, and so, she makes a mad dash for the kitchen, or, at least, she moves as quickly as she can right now without losing control of her over full bladder. It’s hard to move without leaking too much, though she does lose a few drops along the way, which only increases her panic. Frankie knows that she’s got only one choice, and that’s to use the sink before she humiliates herself by wetting herself. She’s absolutely trembling by the time she makes it into the kitchen, and she’s relieved to see that, as expected, there’s no one else around. Hiking up her skirt, she heaves herself up onto the sink, yanking down her panties as she sits over it, and that is all the time she has left before the dam breaks and she lets loose, hot pee gushing out of her into the sink as she heaves a huge sigh of relief. It is that exact moment with Mac, still a frequent visitor of the house even after turning eighteen, walks into the kitchen and gets an eyeful of exactly how Frankie has chosen to relieve herself in her desperation. He can’t help but openly stare at her in his shock, and she lets out a shriek when she sees him, even more thrown when she sees how visibly aroused he’s become, and she shouts, “Mac, don’t look!” However, at this point, he can’t turn away and she can’t stop the flood, so all she can do is blush and look away from him as she finishes peeing in front of him. She’s never experienced something so strange and embarrassing in all of her life. Once she finishes, she stands up and hurriedly pulls her panties up to cover herself, turning the sink on full blast to wash away any further evidence of the incident. Scowling at the ground, she mumbles, “Never speak of this again,” to Mac, who is still standing there. With that, she hurries out of the kitchen, ready to take a shower and go to bed, fully willing to blow off the rest of her chores to forget this ever happened.
  25. I found that video some days ago, but I can't find it in my browser's history ...it could be from "lucas raunch" or "titan men" (or others), but it was showing a scene of two men, maybe about the age of 30, a close-up scene showed one of them peeing, I think he got a hard-on. then the other guy seem to be ready to cum, letting the other guy know, that he should open his mouth (I was watching his video muted, so I only visually saw these scenes without any audio in addition) but he started peeing. their pee-streams were clear not yellow/ish and scenes were inlcuding jerking and drinking pee. I'm not sure if penetration was included, but I think fisting wasn't being shown there. spitting pee in each other's mouth could be included, but I'm not completely sure and the video was recorded inside of a room, but I don't know how it looks like. that mentioned scene of "cumming" was visible in about the later half of the video. the video was below 15 minutes, but longer than 3 minutes ...maybe also only 5 minutes in its length? also the peeing guy wasn't the first who started peeing and when he began to "cum", the other guy looked somehow surprised that his dick was actually releasing pee instead. I'm not sure what clothes they're wearing, but I think underwear only, at least no shirt? about their skin-tone: lighter, but no redhead, chinese, asian. their hair-color was dark, maybe also dark-blonde? piercings and tattoos ...I'm not sure, but I think tattoos could be shown, piercings were not that visible? I think both guys were on the floor, not on a couch or bed, etc. during that video. maybe it was a re-upload or a video by a sponsor instead. I just remember that pee / cum - scene and tried to mention some other details next to it. I'm not asking for a direct-link, just where to find this video, like the actor's names (and it seems like professionals, the video was in a good graphic too), or a page's name but without a direct-link to the page or the video itself. I hope that description can let me find this video again?