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View File JAV-EE-194 - Almost Making It after Desperate Car Rides A wonderful JAV of women desperate in the back of a car. Finally the driver stops, and the women rush to the toilet, but they don't make it in time - instead they have spectacular accidents right in front of the toilet! Clean up follows and the women make a damp walk of shame back to the car. Enjoy, Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 11/14/2018 Category Almost made it Clothing  

View File JAV- DTS-01 - Almost Made It Accidents I've seen clips from this one, but never the full thing, so here it is! Classic key-in-latch accidents. Enjoy, Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 10/13/2018 Category Almost made it Clothing  

A 23 year old girl made me a custom wetting video where she was desperate to pee but locked out of the bathroom. She was dancing in her shorts and begging to be let in. After a while she got in after she leaked a bit into her shorts. As she pulled her shorts down she started loosing control before she could get her white cotton pantie down and flooded her panties over the toilet with a loud hissing sound. She did not agree to sharing the video but agreed to share the photos. I even bought the pair of panties that she had the accident in. Let me know if you need her mail address as she agreed that I can share it with the community.

View File JAV - KTMC-022 - Almost Made It School Girls More of the classic key in latch accidents we all know and love! 3 Hours of leaks, peeing and clean ups! ***Warning: Some #2 accidents as well *** Enjoy, Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 08/15/2018 Category Almost made it Clothing  

View File JAV - SL-176 - Wetting in All Sorts of Places A longer video with Japanese women having accidents in all sorts of places - like in front of the toilet, on a patio, in the back of a car, with a friend. Basically a little bit of everything. Enjoy, Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 05/03/2018 Category Public wetting Clothing  

This is another story involving Alice, if you don't know who Alice is read the story I posted a while ago called “taxi ride (m+f)”. This happened a few weeks after the events of the first story. Note, this story involves Alice but she isn't the focus of the story. When we were kids one of our favourite places to go was Camelot. If you are from the UK you might know where I mean, if not Camelot is a theme park based around King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table and what not and all the rides and shows and attractions are medieval themed which as kids we found awesome. As we got older we stopped going as often as we were favouring more adult theme parks like Alton Towers and Flamingo Land. We were hanging out one and she asked me if I wanted to go to Camelot. Her parents and her Aunt and Uncle were going with the kids and had said she could bring a friend and obviously wanted to invite me. I agreed to go and we spent the rest of the day reminiscing about the times we had spent their as kids. A couple of weeks later we went and upon arrival her mum said that we didn't have to stick with them and if we wanted to go off on our own we could. So we went round on our own for a few hours, met back up for lunch and to watch the jousting show then departed again for the afternoon. About 6 o'clock Alice got a call from her Mum saying they were heading back towards the exit and to meet them there at half 6. We made our way through the park, stopping at the games to win a couple of huge stuffed toys and got to the exit. Alice said she was going to pee and handed me her toy. When she came back she asked if I wanted to go but I declined. I had pee'd just after lunch and although I felt a need I wanted to hold it till I got home. Plus it wasn't a long journey, it would only take an hour straight down the motorway. We made it back to the cars and decided who was going in what car. The kids all wanted to go in the same car and went with her Aunt and Uncle which left her, me and her parents in the other car. We set off and after 10 minutes of navigating through the villages we joined the motorway and from there on it was plain sailing until we got to our exit. As we trammed along we chatted about the day and college and all sorts of things. After half an hour the chatter had died down and we were just listening to the radio. Me and Alice were exchanging the odd text, conversing about things not to be heard by her parents. I messaged her and as I waited for her to reply I noticed her leg bobbing as she tapped her foot. I have know her long enough to know that that means she is either bored or needs to pee. As time passed by I kept glancing at her leg gradually tapping faster getting more and more convinced she needed to pee. We passed the house in the middle of the motorway (for those who don't know near where I live there is a farm smack bang in the middle of the motorway, when the motorway was built the owner refused to move so they built the motorway around his land). Passing this meant we were only 10 minutes from our exit. As we came over the crest of the hill we could see the motorway stretching out before snaking through the landscape. The traffic around us started to get heavier which wasn't surprising, we were passing through a city at rush hour. Then we hit roadworks, which again wasn't surprising, anyone who knows the M62 will know it always has roadworks. The roadworks had closed off two lanes meaning only one was left open. This slowed the traffic right down and we crawled along through the work site. When we came out the other end and it opened up back into three lanes the traffic was still moving slow. There was a matrix up ahead informing drivers that there had been an accident a few junctions up ahead and to expect delays. The traffic slowed right down until we were virtually at a stand still, moving forward ever so slightly every 30 seconds. We guessed that wherever the accident was they had cleared a lane and were letting a few cars at a time through to keep the traffic moving and also keep the emergency service crews safe. Her mum suggested coming off and taking the A roads but we had just passed an exit. Her dad said he would try get off at the next exit and managed to make it across to the right lane. We slowly crawled along at a snails pace, luckily none of us were overly bothered by traffic jams and just went with it. Alice asked her dad how far till the next exit and he said at the pace we were going about 15 minutes. She said Okay but she looked concerned. I sent her a text asking if she was alright and she replied and said “yeah I'm fine, just need to pee”. I sent a message back joking with her that she had pee'd before we left and she said “yeah I know but just look at how many novelty cup refills I had today, going before we left has got my bladder working full time :p”. I laughed and replied “haha, I need to go as well”. I did need to go but I wasn't desperate, I just wanted her to fee l like she wasn't alone. As we approached the exit we pulled onto the slip road which allowed to us to pick up speed and soon we were sat at the traffic lights waiting to leave the motorway. I got a text saying “at least we are out of that lot”. I looked at her and nodded smiling. We got through the traffic lights and went round the roundabout coming off at our exit. We drove down the road for about five minutes and suddenly hit more traffic. The road we were taking was notorious for traffic lights and jams but what with people coming off the motorway to avoid that jam it was starting to cause troubles here. Her Mum suddenly piped up and said “typical, why is there always hold ups when you need to pee”. Her dad laughed and said “i was just thinking the same thing” to which her mum replied “and the worse the traffic the worse you seem need to go”. Alice said “oh good, at least I'm not the only one who really needs to pee”. I knew she had to go but hearing her say it out loud turned me on. Her mum turned round and said “do you need to go too? See what I mean, bloody traffic”. We drove along hitting hold ups and traffic lights and after after 20 minutes we had done what should be done in 5 minutes. We came to a crossroads and we needed to go straight ahead but her mum pointed to the right and said “go that way”. Her dad asked why and she replied “i know that way means taking the back roads and its a longer route but at least it should be quieter and we will most likely get home quicker....the quicker the better cos I'm busting for a pee. As she spoke those words my cock hardened. I had heard her say it before many times, she was very vocal about her need to pee but when she said she was usually at home and would go pee, but now she was stuck in a car with nowhere to go, a fantasy I had often had about her. One of many fantasies, ever since I hit puberty I had found her desirable. What you would call a MILF. It didn't help that because I had known her all my life she wasn't shy around me. When we were younger I had gone on holiday with them and seen her butt naked walking around our hotel room and the way she saw it i've seen it all before. Therefore many times when I'm at their house she will be in the shower then walk round in next to nothing. Drives me wild. I looked at Alice and saw she was fidgeting and text her asking her how she was doing. She replied and said “Not bad, starting to get desperate now”. To be honest so was I. Now that we were on the back roads we were tramming along. I kept alternating between watching Alice fidget and watching her mum's legs bouncing. Her mum kept making noises and then said “ooooo, hurry up babe, I'm dying for a pee” and slid her hand between her legs. I stared at her legs bouncing around and her hand squeezed between them. God it was a beautiful sight. Alice said “yeah hurry up dad” in a jokey tone to which he laughed and said “alright alright, keep your hair on”. Her mum said “it's alright you laughing but some of us really have to pee”. He nodded and said “yeah I know, i'm one of them”. We joined the main road and drove down into our town. Once we reached the bottom of the hill there was a set of traffic lights, then another 4 sets afterwards. My eyes were now glued to her mum, watching her wiggle and bounce as she squeezed between her legs. We got through the first three sets of lights and then as we approached the last set they turned red. Her mum cursed under her breath and her dad laughed. She playfully hit him and said “stop laughing it's not funny, i'm seriously close to wetting myself”. My eyes went wide, I knew she was desperate but I didn't realise she was close to having an accident. This made my cock go rock hard and I moved my hands over it to hide it. The lights finally turned green which was greeted with a “oh thank god” from the front. I wasn't paying attention to where we were, I was just watching this beautiful sexy woman wiggle around in desperation trying not to wet herself. Her dad said “here we go” and I looked up to see us pulling into their driveway. He parked the car and said “first dibs” and got out of the car. Her mum shouted “nooooooooo” and got out of the car as well. Having been on many car journeys with them I knew what first dibs meant. They had a rule when they were on their way home. The first one to call dibs got to use the bathroom first. I was actually surprised no one had said it sooner. We got out of the car and walked towards to the front door. Her mum was stood with her legs crossed dancing from foot to foot as her dad opened the door. When he opened it we went inside and he went upstairs. Her mum shouted after him “don't be long babe I'm bursting” then she walked into the kitchen. We followed her in and I sat at the table. Alice said she needed to put her phone on charge and went upstairs. I watched her mum as she stood at the counter, crossing and uncrossing her legs, bobbing and dancing. Every so often she would bend forward slightly and when she did she stuck her bum out and it looked so sexy wiggling about. I heard footsteps on the stairs and assumed it was Alice. Then her dad walked into the kitchen and her mum said “oh thank god, I can't hold it much longer”. She made for the door and her dad laughed and said “you will have to, Alice just went in after me”. She groaned and resumed her wiggling and dancing. Her dad went into the lounge and left me once again watching her. My cock felt like it was going to burst out of my jeans, on top of being aroused I had to pee pretty bad. Her phone beeped. She looked at it and laughed and said “they are almost here, he says “get the kettle on”. She picked up the kettle and put it under the tap and tuned it on. The moment the water hit the bottom of her kettle she winced and grabbed herself. “oh god that was a bad idea” she said. I laughed. That sound had hit me too, I seriously had to pee. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and saw Alice at the bottom of the stairs, she waved at me and told me to come over. As I walked towards the door her mum said “oh god you aren't going to the toilet are you, if you are please please please be quick”. I said “i do have to go but nowhere near as bad as it looks like you need to go so you go before me”. She smiled and said “oh god thanks” and darted past me. I walked over to Alice and she said lets get the stuff out of the car. We walked out and opened the boot of the car. She obviously noticed me shuffling about and asked if I still needed to pee. I said I did and quite bad and she started teasing me, which only lead to me being more turned on. As we were stood chatting her mum came out and said “that feels much better, your turn”. I laughed and went inside and headed upstairs. I got to the bathroom and pulled my cock out and immediately started peeing. If I hadn't been on the ball I would pee'd all over the floor. I finished up and went downstairs and back outside. As I walked over to Alice and her mum the other car pulled up and the kids jumped out and ran over to us. The eldest said “hey, gotta pee” then ran inside. Alice's Auntie got out of the car and came over to us and said “by god that traffic was horrendous, didn't think we would ever get home, i've been nearly wetting myself for the past half hour and began pee dancing on the spot”. Alice's mum laughed and said “yeah, we were in that boat not too long back, I thought I was going to burst when we got home”. “I've been thinking that for the past half hour, I kept thinking I wasn't going to make it back”. The eldest girl came out and said she was going to talk to her Uncle. The two boys went inside after her. I turned round to find the two women chatting away. Alice's uncle walked past us and said hey then went inside as well. Her auntie was stood dancing around chatting to her sister and I was amazed that even though she was obviously on the verge of wetting herself she was still talking. Suddenly she said “oh god I can't wait anymore i'm going to have to go and pee” to which her sister said “i think your Phil has just gone to the bathroom”. She looked at her in horror and said “oh god, he best hurry up, i'm starting to wet myself. She started to walk towards the house and suddenly stopped and without hesitation she undid her jeans, pulled them down, pulled her knickers down and squatted down, peeing full force onto the driveway. We all looked at her in shock, well...mine was aroused shock. I couldn't help but stare as she released her bladder, the sounds of her relieved sighs filling the air. She stopped peeing, pulled her pants back up and carried on talking like nothing had happened. She noticed the shocked look on our faces and said “sorry about that, I was on the verge of having an accident, it was either that or pee myself”. She walked into the house followed by her sister. Me and Alice were left standing by the car. She looked at me and said “well, that was interesting” and we both laughed and grabbed the stuff out of the boot and headed inside as well. The End. Well there we go, hopefully you guys will enjoy, I know I'm not the best writer so let me know what you think and give criticism if you have any.

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I was listening to music earlier and the St Trinians theme tune came on and it inspired to finally write up this story, it happened a couple of months ago and i kept saying to myself that i would get round to writing it but i never did, however the song got me thinking about it so now I really want to relive it, i hope you guys enjoy . I will start by setting the scene. Me and my friends aren't big on going out clubbing, we usually just do if there is an occasion such as a birthday or an event worth celebrating. However every so often we split up and leave the boys to do what boys do and we have a girls night out. Each time we do we have a theme for the night and we dress up. We decided it was time for another night out and we chose St Trinians as the theme....we had done that theme before for a fancy dress party so we all had the costumes. We all got ready then me, my sister, our best friend and my sister in law met up at my house and had some drinks before we headed out. We arranged with my husband that we would give him a ring when we wanted to come home and he would come pick his up and with that we went and caught the train into town. We had planned which places we were going to and made it so we would end up at our favourite club to end the night off. As you can imagine we turned a few heads as the night went on, i mean my sister had the longest skirt out of all of us and that barely covered anything so you can guess how the rest of us looked....Giving the crowd plenty of knicker flashes as we danced and acted like proper St Trinian school girls . Fast forward to half 2 in the morning and we came out of the club and walked up through the centre of town and went and sat on a bench in the town square. I rang my husband and he said he was on his way to get us. Luckily it wasn't too cold out as none of us had brought a jacket with us and we just sat chatting watching the crowds of drunken people make their way through town. It was quite busy in the square as this was where the taxi's ran from and it was where the Mcdonalds was which was quite busy. As we we were sat you could see plenty of people coming in and out of the alleyway across the road and it was obvious to anyone that they were going down there to pee. As i watched them coming and going I noticed i needed to pee but it wasn't too bad and despite having had a lot to drink I was confident i could hold it till i got home. It was then i noticed my friend was stood moving from foot to foot as she spoke to my sister. After 10 minutes or so she asked me when Matty (my husband) would be here and i said not long. Then she glanced round and said "im going to go for a pee, i was thinking about going to McDonalds but it is busy, ill just go over there" and she headed over to the alleyway. As she left my Sister in Law said "i could do with a pee too but i will wait till i get home, it isn't too bad yet". I should point out now that me, my sister and my sister in law all love holding so when she said it wasn't too bad she could either have meant that she wasn't desperate or most likely meant that she was desperate but she wanted to hold it till she got home to enjoy the feeling. My friend came back and we continued chatting away. About 15 minutes later Matty rang me and said that he was parked over the road from McDonald's so we went over to meet him. I got in the front seat and then Sarah (sister in law) got in the back seat to which Matty gave a cheery "evening Sis". Then my sister got in one side and my friend got in the other and sandwiched her in the middle. We navigated our way out of the town centre through the numerous traffic lights and endless taxis. We came to the last set of traffic lights to turn out on the ring road and Matty said "right ladies, who are we dropping off first". My sister looked at him and said "well i live with you so not me". Then Sarah said well my house is furthest away so might as well be me......oh and can you be quick". Matty looked in the mirror and said "why". To which she replied "because im your big sister and you love me.......and because I'm bursting for a pee and nearly weeing myself". He chuckled and said "don't worry love, i know a few shortcuts". The lights changed and we set off towards her house. As he was driving i swivelled round so i could talk to the back seat. I looked down and saw Sarah's legs bobbing up and down like and saw she was wiggling. Seeing her doing that turned me on but as she was dressed as a naughty schoolgirl it was so much sexier. We chatted away and 10 minutes or so passed when Sarah suddenly said "oh god drive quicker Matt, im almost wetting myself". I looked round where we were and noted we were about 10 minutes from her house. Now she was really bouncing and squirming and as i watched i felt my own need to pee increasing and noticed my legs were starting to jiggle. Suddenly she gasped and said "oh god hurry hurry hurry". She opened her legs and pointed to her knickers where a little wet spot had appeared. As i stared at it it suddenly got bigger....and bigger. "oh god please be quick I'm leaking and i can't stop it". I was mesmerized watching the spot grow and grow. We turned into her road and as we got closer to her house she started saying "oh god oh god hold on hold on hold on". We pulled up at the bottom of her drive and she hurried my sister out of the way and she jumped out of the car. She came round to the drivers side and said goodbye to us all and then asked matty about the next day as they had plans. As she asked him she was stood hopping from foot to foot with her hand pressed into her knickers. She looked so damn sexy i could feel my own knickers dampening, although not with pee. They finished talking and she took a step back from the car and suddenly said "im not gonna make it, if i go inside i will burst before i get to the bathroom.....oh fuck it". As those words left her mouth there was a splashing sound and i looked down to see a stream pouring out of her knickers and onto the floor. She sighed in relief as we all just sat staring at her wet herself. She finally stopped and said "ahhhh thats better" then winked and said "at least you got a show, well goodnight" and with that she walked up her drive flashing her wet knickers with each step. We waited for her to go inside then we set off to drop my friend off. By now my own bladder was getting really full and i was wiggling around. I looked back and saw my sister was also wiggling. Then i looked over at my friend and she had her hand up her skirt and was bouncing her legs. I asked if she was ok and she said "yeah, just need a wee, I needed one and then watching Sarah pee made it so much worse". I laughed then said "but you pee'd before we got in the car". She laughed back and said "I know, but when i drink the more times i pee the closer and closer the intervals get". 10 minutes later we pulled up outside her house and she said her quick goodbyes and then dashed off up the path to her door and we watched her dance around for a minute or so until her boyfriend came to open the door. We set off and headed towards home. Now i was bursting for a pee, my hand was up my skirt pushing against my pee hole as i squeezed my thighs round it. I felt on the verge of leaking and judging by my sisters actions she was feeling the same pressure. By the time we got home i had leaked a number of times and when i stood up out of the car a spurt escaped. Matty opened the door and we went inside and my sister looked at me and i said she could go first. I watched her dash upstairs and i noticed as her skirt bounced up and down that she had a wet patch on her knickers. I stood dancing around trying not to spurt again trying to hold on a few more minutes to wait for my sister. I kicked my shoes off and went to walk forward when suddenly my arm was grabbed and i was spun round. The motion made me spurt and i clamped my thighs together to keep control. Matty pulled me in and kissed me. I returned the kiss and he pulled me closer. I felt a bulge press against my leg and i broke the kiss and looked at him and said "oh yeah". He winked at me and said "what do you expect, ive just played taxi driver to four super sexy slutty desperate schoolgirls". I giggled and resumed our kiss. He wrapped his arm round my back and pulled me close into him which put pressure on my bladder. I moaned and pulled back and told him if he did that i would burst. He smiled and said "oh what a shame" and stepped back and leant on the wall and pulled me in close. I felt his leg slide up between mine and come to rest against my pussy. Then suddenly he kissed me and pulled me close into his body. I felt a slight pressure on my bladder and winced as i tried to resist spurting. However a huge spurt escaped my pee hole and shot onto his leg. He then pushed my back harder onto him causing me to spurt again. I didn't care anymore, i was lost in the kiss, my bladder was starting to let go, i was insanely horny. I pushed down hard on his leg and let go. It came shooting out of my peehole all over his leg. His leg pushed against me caused the pee to spray to either side and it felt so good vibrating against my pussy. I gently started rocking back and forth on his leg causing my pussy and clit to grind against him. I started moaning and within seconds and only a few rubs my body was hit with a huge orgasm and my legs went weak and i collapsed against him with pee and cum pouring out of me all over his legs. I recovered from my sudden climax and stood up and planted a kiss on his lips. Just as we were getting lost in the moment i heard a cough and we looked up to see my sister standing there looking at us. She looked at huge wet spot on Matty's leg and the puddle on the floor and said "well.....i see you had fun.....bathrooms free" and with that she walked past us and into the living room to see her boyfriend. I looked at Matty and said "bathrooms free.....i suppose i best go shower". I headed upstairs and put my stuff on my desk. He came into the room and took off his jeans which were soaked. I went and set the shower running and came back in to get undressed but the sight of him stood in just his boxers warped my mind. I walked over and said "i think you need a shower too" and grabbed his erm.....bulge.....and lead him into the bathroom and stood under the shower making my schoolgirl uniform get all wet and see through. We then proceeded to have some steamy shower fun . Needless to say i look forward to our next girls night out The End. Hope you guys enjoyed, now i have some more time on my hands i will hopefully find the motivation to post more of my antics

Sunday is Mother’s day so this morning I decided to head out to go and get something for my Mum. Initially I was just going to go into town but Matty said he had seen something he wanted for his mum so I said I would pick one up and decided the best place to find one would be to go to the shopping centre, which turned out to be the right idea as it started raining and going to the shopping centre would mean I would be inside. When Alice woke up she said she would come with me as she wanted something for her mum so after she got showered and dressed we set off. We drove down into our town centre and called in greggs to get some breakfast and then we headed out to the motorway. It took us about 40 minutes to get there and after we parked we headed inside. We parked in the central car park like we usually do so that we can make a full circle of the centre taking in all the shops. When we got inside we headed off to the left and began looking around the shops. We wandered around looking for gifts and also looking at things for ourselves. By the time we got back to the centre two hours had passes and we decided to go upstairs to the food court and grab some lunch. We got our food and went and found a seat and sat eating whilst watching the shoppers going by on the floor below. With it been a weekday it wasn’t overly busy so we weren't surrounded by crowds and therefore didn’t feel rushed or wanted to eat quickly and get out like we sometimes do if we come at the weekend, especially when the food court is full of kids. Because of this we sat relaxing and chatting for almost an hour before we put our stuff in the bin and headed down the right hand side of the shopping centre. We got lost in the fun of shopping and by the time we got back to the central area another 2 and half hours had passed. We looked in our bags of shopping and decided that we didn’t need anything else and headed towards the escalators up to the car parks. Before we got on them we went into a newsagents and got a drink each and got some chocolates for the ride home. We came out and went up the escalators and as we were walking towards the exit I noticed the toilets off to the side and I noticed that I needed to pee. It wasn’t a bad need but I definitely felt my bladder was quite full and I thought about using them but I decided to hold it till I got home and then have some fun. We walked out and got in my car and headed off home. There was a bit of traffic on the way towards the motorway and that coupled with the string of traffic lights and roundabouts meant it took us 15 minutes to get to the slip road onto the motorway. We picked up speed and I realised there was a lot of traffic around but when I looked at the time I realised it was starting to get towards rush hour. We cruised along singing along to my iPod and after about 15 minutes the traffic got heavier and we started slowing down until we came to a crawling pace. I checked for any news updates to see if there had been an accident or something up ahead but I found nothing and then a few minutes later we passed under a digital matrix explaining there were roadworks a couple of junctions ahead and the motorway was reduced down to 2 lanes. We weren’t bothered about the delay as we were having fun singing and being stupid and we knew once we came out of the other side we would be back up to speed again. As we moved along more traffic joined the motorway making it worse and after 20 minutes we were nearing the start of the roadworks. We could see the care merging up ahead and Alice suddenly said “oh good we are almost there, thank god….”. I looked round at her and before I could say anything she said “....because I’m getting really desperate for a wee”. I giggled and she stuck her tongue out at me. I asked her how bad and she said she was around a 6 and was getting pretty desperate. I thought about it and wasn’t surprised. Since we had left home she had had a cup of coffee from Greggs, a big cup of fanta with lunch and had finished the bottle of oasis she had got in the shop, not to mention the cup of tea she had before we left home. As I thought about everything she had drank I realised I was getting desperate too and realised I had had the same. We crawled along for a few minutes and she suddenly started squirming in her seat and as we were directed into the merged lane and picked up some speed she put her hand between her legs and began rocking back and forth. I looked at her and asked if she was okay. She laughed and said “yeah im fine, just busting for a wee and have a quickly filling bladder”. My eyes widened and I squirmed slightly as I was the same. By the time we came out of the other end of the roadworks and back onto open motorway I picked up speed and we had about 15 minutes until we reached our junction. As we drove along my bladder continued to fill but as I was driving I was unable to do much apart from squirm slightly, plus I was enjoying trying to hide my need from Alice who was now squirming and wiggling like crazy in the passenger seat. She suddenly reached around under the seat and pulled out a towel which we keep in the car as we do a lot of walking and we keep it in case it rains and we end up getting wet...plus it comes in handy for unplanned omorashi moments such as today. She lifted herself up and placed the towel under her and when she sat back down she caught me looking at her and she moaned and said “I’m almost wetting myself and I don’t want to leak on the seat”. Knowing she was at that stage turned me on greatly but also made my own need seem to intensify. She spent the next five minutes moaning and squirming and holding herself when suddenly she gasped. I looked at her then down and she said she had started dripping into her knickers. I was getting close to doing the same but I didn’t let on. She continued to drip into her knickers, each time she let out a gasp and kept telling me how damp her knickers were getting when suddenly she let out a loud moan and I looked down and my eyes widened when I saw a wet patch on the front of her jeans where she had just leaked. As we continued driving along she kept leaking and the patch kept getting bigger and we drove past a sign and she said “oh god please can you stop at the services, I am so close to wetting myself and I don’t want to do it in the car. I teased her for a minute as to whether I would stop and her begs of desperation were so sexy. When the turn off for the services came up I pulled off and as we drove up into the car park her wiggling got more intense. I drove around the outer road and swung around into a parking space. When the car stopped she opened the door and jumped out and I expected her to go running across the car park to the main building. However she stood at the side of the car with her hand jammed into her crotch pee dancing on the spot. Before I could ask her if she was going to pee inside the the wet patch on her crotch got bigger and bigger as she started spurting and then suddenly she moaned out and her light coloured jeans went dark from top to bottom as her bladder exploded and completely flooded them. I could only sit and watch as she stood there moaning, completely soaking her jeans and making a huge puddle all over the floor. She seemed to go forever and when she stopped she let out a loud sigh of relief. She stood there for a couple of minutes letting her jeans drip on the floor before she took off her shoes and threw them in the back seat and then sat back in the front seat on the towel. She looked at me staring and smiled and said “that felt so good”. I giggled and nodded and we drove off. Once we got back on the motorway I was suddenly brought back to my own desperate need. I had been distracted watching Alice but now I was focused again I was absolutely busting. I squirmed and told her that watching her soak herself had made me really have to pee. She laughed and began teasing me with her wet jeans. We were 5 minutes from our junction and my bladder continued to put pressure on my pee hole and I soon started dripping I concentrated hard on holding back the flood and continued driving. By the time we came off the motorway I was bursting full and could feel pee right at the tip of my pee hole wanting to escape and by not letting it I was creating such intense pressure. Without warning a leak escaped and dampened my knickers. A few seconds later another one burst out and I knew they wouldn’t stop. It would only take about 5 minutes to drive to the outskirts of town then up the hill to our house but that was five minutes my bladder was not willing ot wait. I kept leaking and I knew even if I managed to make it home I would have to get out of the car and open the door and walk upstairs and I would most likely explode. Just thinking about that made me spurt without warning and I knew I was on the verge of bursting. I quickly turned off down one of the side roads on the industrial estate and Alice looked at me puzzled and I told her I was about to pop and needed to pee like right now. I drove along looking for a suitable spot to stop whilst desperately trying to contain the spurts. I turned into a dirt track that lead to the river and an old railway bridge and once I reached the end I stopped the car opened my door and jumped out. As soon I stood up I lost control and started spurting like crazy. I just had time to pull my leggings down before my pe hole admitted defeat and I started peeing a torrent. I quickly squatted and let out a hige sigh or relief as I peed hard through my knickers. It went on and on and the relief washing over me was incredible. Eventually the stream slowed down to a trickle and then stopped and I just stayed squatting there enjoying the moment.for a few moments. Eventually I stood up and got back in the car and we drove up home. When we got home we both stripped off and went and had a nice long shower together where we took care of some other needs the events of the afternoon had caused.

My story posted last week, about a desperate student disrupted by bad weather, included reference to a previous near-miss. Here's the story of how that happened...please let me know what you like/dislike for future stories! I like to write realistic scenarios that I can imagine happening to an average girl in real life with a bit of (bad) luck. Emily had been working in a city-centre pub in Edinburgh for the last year or so. She was a student now in the second year of her course and although she received a reasonable amount of money from the student support, and a little from her parents, she worked a few evenings per week to make life a little more comfortable with a bit more spending money. She didn't normally work Thursdays, but it was the week before Christmas and the manager of the pub, Aaron, had offered her some extra hours. As her exams were now over, and she'd be glad of the extra money, she agreed. And so it was that Emily found herself behind the bar on a busy Thursday night. She was a good-looking 18 year old, with long brown hair and blue eyes, cute freckles and a reasonably well in shape body. She'd left home in plenty of time, dressing in a white blouse and a tight black skirt with black tights. A white bra covered her 32C breasts, and she had put on turquoise lacey knickers under the skirt. She usually wore trousers and therefore had to wear a thong to avoid VPL, but as she had a skirt on she felt she could wear something a bit prettier! Arriving in town, she stopped at a coffee shop - the evening shift would cause her to need caffeine! After popping in to Boots for a couple of things, she headed towards the small pub where she worked. Many office workers were having pre-Christmas drinks, so the bar was busy even when she arrived at 4pm. Emily was working with another student, Sarah that evening. Sarah was Irish, with deep blue eyes and blonde hair, and a combination of cleavage and sweet smile which meant she often received a large amount of tips! The two girls were working with Aaron, the manager, and all three were kept busy. The bar was extremely warm and Emily kept taking large gulps from a glass of cold water she kept behind the counter - especially with all the running about she was having to do. A couple of hours into her shift, she started to need a wee, but there was no prospect of a break now - it was far too busy! She continued for a little while and found herself becoming increasingly desperate, but Aaron had previously said that she could have her break at 9.30 when, he hoped, it would be quieter. Emily was trying to figure out how she could pop to the loo when Aaron broke off from a conversation with an indignant middle-aged lady and came to her. "Apparently there's no paper in the ladies, would you mind going and putting a new roll out?" he said, handing her the keys. Emily laughed to herself and said she'd go and sort it. Heading downstairs into the basement she fetched a few rolls from the cleaning cupboard and re-filled the dispensers. Now needing a wee pretty badly, she locked herself in a cubicle, pulled up her tight black skirt and her tights and knickers down. She sat and appreciated the ability to rest her weary feet as she let a strong hissing pee stream loose, and tried to make sure she was completely empty before wiping and flushing. Returning to the bar she reported to Aaron that all was in good order in the ladies, and having taken another drink of water she continued serving. At one point, the jeers of some drole office workers caught her attention, and she could see that Sarah was reaching up to fetch a bottle from the top shelf to the point that the bottom of her white knickers was visible to the men behind a bar. It wasn't usual for Sarah to look so flustered as she did when tugging her skirt back down, but Emily didn't have her down as the kind of girl to wear such plain underwear! Her mind wandered to her own skirt and she felt herself self-consciously tugging it down at any opportunity, lest she become the object of the drunk bankers ogling. By 9pm it had quietened down, with many people having gone on to other pubs or clubs or headed home early, and Sarah was the first to go off for her break, leaving Emily and Aaron to run the bar. It wasn't too hectic, although it was very warm inside, so they opened a couple of windows a crack to let a breeze through. Emily took another drink from her water and set to work loading the dishwasher with glasses. She had served a few more customers and in-between had managed to clean the bar area and get all the glasses collected, whilst Aaron re-stocked the spirits. At about 9.30 Sarah returned from her break and it was time for Emily to have hers. She was feeling quite tired to poured herself a Diet Coke and went downstairs to the staff room with a packet of crisps. She took her shoes off and relaxed on the sofa in the small room which, being air-conditioned, was a pleasant change to the main bar upstairs. At about 9.45 the phone rang, from upstairs - could she come back quickly, it had suddenly got busy? Emily finished the rest of her coke and slipped her shoes back on before she hurried upstairs and found the bar had become packed out once more with people coming out of the theatre. This was annoying, as this time of day on a weeknight was usually getting quite quiet and meant they could get ahead on the cleaning and re-stocking. It was also uncomfortably warm, thought Emily, as she took another drink of ice cold water to make up for all the rushing around she was doing. 11pm came, last orders. The last drinks were served and Emily, Sarah and Aaron started tidying up and washing up for the night. "Is it usually like this on a Thursday?" asked Emily. "Nah, not really" replied Sarah "It's usually a piece of cake, but will you just look at the tips we've got" she said pointing to a glass filled right to the brim. Emily was thankful for Sarah's cleavage as she remembered how tips were shared between the staff equally - not, as had once been suggested, proportionally according to bra size! Aaron locked the doors a little after 11.15 and the last few glasses were washed up. All three staff were tired and, on his suggestion, they retreated downstairs to the staffroom to share out the tips and enjoy a cold beer each. Sarah related tales of a guy she had started seeing recently whilst Aaron separated the cash equally between the three. Although it was now approaching midnight, all three were so tired there was little incentive to move in a hurry. In fact, it was Sarah who made the first move to leave - "Right, must be off, last bus is in 10 minutes and I don't want to miss it again?". "What're you on about?" replied Emily "you could get the nightbus?". "Ha!" replied Sarah "you forget it's a Thursday - there are no nightbuses". Emily suddenly realised she'd reckoned without the timetable being less comprehensive on a Thursday than her usual Friday, and checking her phone she realised that her last bus home was scheduled to leave the bus stop in under 5 minutes. "Shit!" she cursed - unusual for her - and finishing the last of her beer she said her hurried goodbyes to Sarah and Aaron and left the staff exit. It was extremely cold outside, as December in Scotland is wont to be, and the cars parked in the alleyway had frosted-over windscreens. Emily shivered and pulled her coat closer as she realised she needed a wee. She would usually have gone before leaving anywhere - especially somewhere that she'd drunk a beer, a diet coke and copious amounts of water since last going - but the urgency of catching the last bus was more important. Still, it wouldn't be long, she thought - it's late at night, only perhaps 20 minutes and she'd be home. Walking quickly served three purposes - making her bladder feel more comfortable, making her feel warmer and getting her to the bus stop in time. Fortunately, she needn't have worried about the latter at least, as when she arrived at the bus stop there was still 5 minutes to go until the bus arrived, according to the indicator board. "Damn!" she said to nobody in particular "I had time to do a wee before I left!". As Emily stood in the cold street she found herself bending her knees slightly, then crossing her legs, before raising her left leg up slightly. Her need for relief had intensified since she had left the pub - probably because of the cold. The maroon-coloured double-decker approached, so it wouldn't be too long until they were home. Emily dropped her money into the machine and took her ticket, selecting a seat upstairs near the front. The bus pulled away from the stop and lumbered through the city centre one-way systems and traffic lights, picking up a few people here and there. Emily realised that she was fidgeting quite considerably and wondered what it must look like, so she resolved to sit normally and not fidget. This lasted all of 10 seconds, as she felt increased pressure on her bladder, so she compromised by crossing her legs tightly and hoped that this would relieve the pressure. The bus left the city centre on one of the main roads and Emily was pleased to see that progress was rapid. She looked at her phone and worked out that, given where they were, they should be at her bus stop in about 15 minutes, which meant she'd be home in 20. Twenty minutes, and she'd be able to have a wee. Conscious of a lack of movement, Emily looked up and saw a traffic queue ahead of the stationary bus, caused by some temporary traffic lights. Men in high-vis jackets were working with pneumatic drills and buckets of tar to replace the road surface, so the temporary lights had been set up. Damn! They sat for quite some time as traffic from the other direction, and the side turning, took their turns to go across the half of the road which remained open. Finally the lights turned green and the traffic moved forward slowly forwards, the bus pulling out slightly to the other side of the road. Damn! The lights had gone red just as they reached them, but fortunately the driver seemed keen to get on his way and he quickly sped through the roadworks and on to the open road on the other side. It was quite rare for bus drivers to make good progress, noted Emily, as they would usually dawdle like nobody's business. Her bladder was causing her great pain now, and she was thankful she'd chosen a skirt rather than a pair of trousers with a tight belt. She was really pretty desperate and crossing her legs was only going so far. She looked around - there were a couple of people upstairs, but they were quite a way back, so Emily surreptitiously edged her short tight skirt up slightly, above her crotch, so that she could directly hold herself. Looking down, she could see her black tights and underneath them the outline of her turquoise lacey knickers. Buttoning her coat up, she could reach inside and hold her crotch without anybody being any the wiser. She was just praising her unknown foresight when the bus pulled up opposite the garage and the engine turned off. "Y'alright Bill?" she could hear the driver saying downstairs, and looking out the window she could see another driver getting on board. Shit! Drivers sometimes changed over at this point, and looking at her watch it was pretty much the time she should have reached her stop by now, but this was at least 10 minutes away. "Ah havny seen you in weeks eh!" replied Bill loudly, "Ah'v goat a right easy one the night eh, take this up the top an' back tae the depot via the bypass, then hame tae me supper"*. The two men chatted for a couple of minutes whilst Emily's bladder screamed at her, making its presence felt. "See yer later Bill, have a gid night pal" she heard, and she could see the original driver ease himself off the bus and waddle towards the depot. The replacement driver started up the engine (for a heart stopping moment, the first attempt failed, but Emily practically lept for joy when it fired up on the second try) and sped away from the depot. The main road was pretty empty at this time of night, and there were only half a dozen people left on the bus. Three of them alighted at a stop in the next suburb, and the bus left the edge of the city bound only for the final residential area where Emily lived. She was fortunate to have been able to secure a 3-bedroom semi-detatched house with two of her friends, in an area where students often didn't live. There wasn't a direct bus to the university, but it was about a half an hour walk away, and Emily could drive if it was raining. Her flatmates were both away at the moment, having left to go back down to their respective family homes over Christmas. Emily had the run of the place for the next few days until she went back over to nearby Fife for Christmas with her own family. After a lively ride on the last bit of fast road - Emily appreciated how many potholes you never really felt unless you had an uncomfortably full bladder - they pulled into the area where she lived. Not long now, only three more stops. The bus turned off the main road and threaded its way through the residential streets, dropping somebody off opposite the main shops, now closed up for the night. Her stop was next. Emily realised that whilst she was moving, she couldn't hold on to her crotch as she had been doing so far. She took a deep breath in and stood up to pull the cord to ring the bell. The bus pulled up smoothly to her stop and she gingerly eased herself downstairs and out the back door, thanking the driver in a shaky voice as she did so. She stood on the pavement as the bus roared off into the night, and realised that she was only a few minutes from home, but time was of the essence. She started walking with very awkward gait - trying, as she was, to cause maximum pressure on her crotch. Her bladder felt like a hot stone in her stomach. Her home was not far away at all but the effort was going to be substantial. Suddenly, she felt her bladder spasm and contract slightly, allowing a very small dribble of pee to leak from her tight sphincter and dampen her knickers. Emily realised that time was very low and she could only run and hope for the best. Realising that nobody was around, at a quarter to one on a Friday morning in a quiet residential street, Emily grabbed her crotch with one hand and ran like no tomorrow down the road. She had been quite athletic in her early teenage years, although nobody had ever timed her running in a tight skirt and slip-on shoes. She managed to reach the front door of her house without further leakage, but as she fumbled desperately for the key she could feel a tightening in her bladder and she froze. She could hear a hissing noise for about a second as her tortured bladder betrayed her and let a second-long leak of pee out. Keys. Where the fuck are they?! Come on. Toilet's not far away. You can do this. She found the key. Hand trembling, she undid the yale lock and stepped over the threshold, kicking the door shut with a slam from the inside. Emily unceremoniously dumped her bag in the hallway and dropped her coat on the floor. Another tightening of the bladder, another hissing sound, another one second release. Almost there. At least she was alone now. She tore up the stairs, with another one second leak as she was halfway up, followed by another as she ran across the hallway - getting closer and closer together. Bursting into the bathroom she pulled on the light cord and the fluorescent light flickered on. She entered the threshold and felt another one second leak into her knickers, which were beginning to feel rather warm. Desperately, she tried to ram her sphincter shut for just a few more seconds so she could get on the toilet. But as soon as the leak was over, another one started - there were three one-second leaks as she moved across the bathroom with barely a break between them - and then her bladder just gave up entirely and the bathroom filled with the sound of loud hissing as Emily wet herself. So close. So, so close. She stood there in her blouse, skirt and tights as she emptied her bladder into her knickers, dribbling down the legs of her tights into pools on the lino floor by her feet. She had been tense for over an hour now and it felt wonderful to be able to relax herself completely. The relief was amazing. As her bladder became almost entirely empty, she found herself pushing to rid herself of the final bit. What the heck, her tights were drenched anyway. Emily came to her senses a minute or so later. What had she done? At the age of 18, she had uncontrollably wet herself in the bathroom, not three feet from the toilet. She surveyed the damage. Her turquoise lacey knickers were sodden, and her tights had a wet patch running down the inside leg to her feet, and a large patch over her crotch and bum. Gingerly, she removed first her blouse and bra and dropped them in the washing basket, before stepping into the bath and taking a quick hot shower as she stripped her tights and knickers off. She left them in the bathtub, to put them in the wash separately in the morning. How lucky she was, she thought, that her housemates were away. She still self-consciously dashed across the hallway naked to her room, where she put on a pair of plain black knickers and some pyjamas. Returning to the bathroom to take her makeup off, there was still a puddle of yellow in the middle of the floor. By the time this had been mopped up she needed to go again, and she sat down on the toilet and let another stream loose, impressed that her bladder had been holding even more than she'd just let out. She thought about the evening she'd had. She was so close to the toilet. If any of the things hadn't happened - if she'd have gone for a wee before she left work - or if she'd have not had that beer, or if the bus hadn't got stuck in the roadworks, or if the driver hadn't changed over... Emily popped back downstairs and tidied her bag and coat. There was a very small wet patch on the hallway carpet where she'd started to seriously leak. There was still washing of her wet clothes to do, but that could wait until the morning. It was nearly two a.m. by now and she was exhausted. Crawling into bed she saw a text on her phone from Aaron, asking if she got home ok and would she be interested in working next Thursday, too? She sighed. Next time, she'd definitely check the timetable before agreeing to anything. Please let me know what you think of this writing. I might see if Emily can make an appearance in another story, or perhaps continue my writing with another character. Either way, I'm open to ideas. I like realistic scenarios which could befall any young lady through circumstance or poor choice, as opposed to wildly unrealistic things which you could never imagine actually happening. * - It strikes me that those without knowledge of British dialects may find this particular sentence confusing! In RP, it would be along the lines of - "I've got a right easy one tonight, take this up the top and then back to the depot via the bypass, then home to my dinner."

I dont know why but one of my favourite types of videos are where the woman (my preference) is running for the toilet or somewhere to pee and is about to make it but ultimately doesn't. I have seen a couple of videos on this topic on the site but wanted to see how much content there was out there. I apologise if this is not to every ones liking and realise this may seem like a bit of a request so to start it off I thought I would link to an example video, and in my opinion it is one of the best examples. I don't believe this has already been posted on this website but again sorry if it has. it is on omorashi.tv but if anyone knows how too or can tell me how to download the videos I will do so and attach them. http://www.omorashi.tv/video/414/almost-in-time the clip is of a Japanese (?) woman running for the toilet getting into the stall but still wetting her panties.

View File Collection of Jeans Wetting A nice collection of jeans wetting videos, I don't know where they are from but they are certainly cute: 1) A girl did not use the washroom before going out on the boat fishing with Daddy, and she has an accident right there in the boat. 2) A girl in a pair of capris is off hiking, apparently is to shy to pop a squat, and pees her pants. 3) Can't get her jeans open right in front of the toilet and has a spectacular accident. 4) Another similar accident to the above, this girl needs to learn to unstick her jeans. 5) This one is from a different user and has annoying music (sorry),it is a simple jeans wetting, where the jeans are removed and we see a cute pair of boy-short panties. 6) She can't get the bathroom unlocked, tries a couple of implements, and eventually succeeds, only to pee right in front of the toilet. 7) Everyone knows public park washrooms are closed in the winter, but she can't make it anywhere else and pees her very tight grey jeans in the snow, super cute! 8) Washing the car in white jeans is a great time to pee your pants. Enjoy these and do post more people! Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 06/27/2016 Category Pants Wetting  

File Name: Last time rush short compilation File Submitter: KubaAseph File Submitted: 16 Dec 2015 File Category: Skirt Wetting Japanese schoolgirl last time rush compilation that I have found on Fc2 (sauce: http://video.fc2.com/a/content/20150405SypmU7qg) Sorry for pixelated screenshots Click here to download this file

View File JAV - SNS-72 + SPYE-069 - Outside Stall Wetting Accident Japanese women in various outfits have accidents (or come up with some other sort of solution) while waiting to get inside a bathroom stall. Some of these have been posted in individual smaller clips previously. Enjoy, Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 10/06/2017 Category Female videos Clothing  

File Name: Jade Toilet Mishaps DTA - 10A File Submitter: rachelkirwan File Submitted: 19 Dec 2011 File Category: Videos / Movies / Clips This is the last Jade Toilet Mishaps I will be uploading, I know how I said this was a two parter and that I also have a number 12, but having previewed this video I found it mostly to be poop, the girls also give themselves enemas. My number 12 is damaged and the parts I can see all seem to be poop as well, so since I don't want to freak people out be warned. This contains poop, possibly some vomit and other stuff, when they say mishaps they mean mishaps, especially in these latter films. I would see peeing was not good enough, and now thw girls get up to all sorts of things. So Caution, this contains other bodily functions other than pee. I will post some choice schoolgirl panty wetting videos instead of the next few in this series. Hugs Rachel Click here to download this file

File Name: Japanese girl almost made it File Submitter: fatct File Submitted: 16 Aug 2015 File Category: Female Wetting They are a compilation of wetting scene . Contain some nudity . Click here to download this file

On Thursday it was St Patrick’s day and every year Matty’s uncle Kevin throws a party at his house to celebrate as they have Irish heritage in their family and they like to stay true to that. He told us we could come up anytime after 6. My sister was working the evening shift in our pub and we told her that if it got busy and she needed help to ring us and we would come down. She said she would but thought it would be fine and said she would come to the party after they closed up. At 6 o’clock we set off to his house and called at the supermarket on the way to pick up some alcohol and snacks so we didn’t turn up empty handed. When we got there there were already a few people there and I settled in and caught up with some of Matty’s family. I enjoy house parties as it allows me to couple the amount i'm drinking and the joy of holding and I decided that I would hold as long as I could each time before going to the bathroom. This would be fun to see how long I could wait each time as my bladder got steadily weaker from the alcohol and mass liquid intake. The first time I went was uneventful. I waited until my bladder was really full and I was almost losing control and then went to the bathroom. The second time I went there was somebody in the the bathroom and I had to wait outside pee dancing and desperately trying to keep my knickers dry. When the bathroom came free I dashed in and enjoyed the sweet relief of emptying my bursting bladder. It was the third time that I went that was quite eventful. I was sat in the kitchen enjoying the group conversation and also enjoying the fullness of my bladder that had refilled pretty quickly. My desperation continued to grow until I was almost wetting myself all over the chair and I waited for a break in the conversation before leaving and heading upstairs to the bathroom. Just before I got up a guy had left the table and when I got upstairs he was waiting outside the bathroom. I leant against the wall and did a subtle pee dance as my bladder pushed on my pee hole. The guy also seemed to be shifting around and I enjoyed wondering how badly he needed to pee and wondered if it was as bad as I had to go. I heard the front door open and I peered down the stairs being nosey. Matty’s older cousin Peter came through the door and there was a cheer downstairs as people gave their over the top welcome. His wife Melissa came in after him and closed the door behind her. As I was looking down the door opened behind me and the bathroom came free. The guy waiting looked at me and I gestured that he could go first. He went in and as the door closed my attention turned back downstairs. The guy that just came out of the bathroom walked down the stairs and greeted Melissa who was stood taking her coat off. I noticed she was jiggling and looking flustered and I found out why when she took her coat off and walked into the living room. I heard people talking to her and Uncle Kev told her where the drinks and food were and she said “I will have to nip to the loo before I do anything else, I’m busting for a pee”. Kevin laughed and said “you know where it is”. She appeared at the bottom of the stairs and as she was climbing up she noticed me looking down at her. She smiled and said “hey Gem, you okay darling”. I nodded and said I was and asked how she was. Before she answered she looked shocked and said “oh god is there a queue”. I said there was just me and she replied “oh thank god, I’m dying for a pee”. She reached the top and immediately broke out into a pee dance. I commented on her attire. She was wearing tight black leggings that were covered in shamrocks and a green t-shirt with a big picture of a leprechaun on it and to top it off she had shamrock deely boppers on her head. She told me they had been to a pub in the next town over that had an irish band on. She told me about the band and then finished her story with telling me about getting a taxi to come over here and not wanting to fight her way through the pub to the bathroom and that’s why she was now desperate for a pee. She almost floored me when she said “I was glad when we got here, I thought I was going to pee myself in the taxi”. Watching her dance and squirm in desperation was so sexy and all I could think about was her almost wetting herself in the taxi on the way here.We both stood there pee dancing as we waited for the bathroom to become free and casually chatted away. After a couple of minutes the toilet flushed and the door opened. I asked if she wanted to go before me and she shook her head “no you’re alright sweetheart you go, you were waiting before me”. As I walked in she added “be quick though babe I’m almost peeing myself. Before I could respond she suddenly said “do you mind if I come in with you”. I shook my head and said it was fine and we walked into the bathroom. I walked quickly over to the toilet and pulled my jeans down and immediately released a powerful stream of pee. I moaned in relief as the pressure lifted off my pee hole and my bladder started emptying. I looked up and my eyes widened when I looked at her. She was stood next to the bath dancing and squirming and my eyes were glued to her gorgeous butt wiggling in desperation. She looked at me and said “don’t tell on me” and giggled. I wondered what she meant then suddenly she pulled her leggings down revealing sexy green shamrock knickers. I admired them for a second before she yanked them down and sat on the edge of the bath. Seconds later I heard a hissing sound which followed a loud sigh from her. Watching her pee and obviously enjoy it so greatly was such a turn on and after I finished I stood up and walked over to the sink. II looked to my side and saw a strong stream gushing into the bath and trickling down to the plughole. I could not take my eyes off the stream and was so aroused knowing all that liquid was in her bladder moments ago, no wonder she was bursting. Eventually the stream died down and she let out a happy sigh. She asked if I could pass her some toilet roll and after she wiped herself dry she pulled her knickers and leggings back up and straightened her shirt out. She looked at me and said “sorry about that, as soon as I said you could go first I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold it much longer and I really didn’t want to make a puddle all over Kev’s carpet. I laughed and told her it was fine and to change the subject I complimented her commitment by having shamrocks on her knickers. She giggled and thanked me and then grabbed the shower head and sprayed it around the bath to wash her pee away. After she finished we headed out and her husband was waiting outside to go and pee and made a comment about women going to the bathroom together and we joked that he would never know the secret of why. I spent the rest of the evening enjoying conversation and having a good time and by the time we decided to leave my bladder was really full but I decided against using the bathroom to enjoy holding it. We went outside and got in the car and as soon as we set off I realised I was more desperate than I thought. I sat in my seat wiggling and holding my pussy as my desperation increased greatly. By the time we were halfway home I was close to dripping and I was urging Matty to hurry up and drive faster. As we drove through the town centre all I could think about was this is how Melissa must have felt earlier in the taxi. As we climbed the hill to our village I was dripping uncontrollably in my knickers as my tired bladder started failing. By the time we got to our house and were pulling the driveway I was frantically trying to keep control for just a little longer so I didn’t flood the car. We pulled up and parked and immediately jumped out of the car and the moment I stood up I burst and within seconds my jeans were completely soaked, no dry patches were left on them. I just stood there enjoying the sweet relief and the wonderful warmth down my legs and eventually my bladder completely emptied. When I looked up Matty was stood smiling at me with lust in his eyes. Needless we certainly had a very nice time once we got inside.