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  1. Found this have no idea of who she is but I've never seen her before on any video site. Super fit and cute gal driving home in a real desperate sate, she spends a lot of time descriptively telling the camera how it feels, and how close she is to losing her wee. Once home a slow hobble upstairs to her bathroom where she starts to leak into her tight blue jeans, she quickly sits on the edge of the bath and proceeds to finally unleash her torrent into her jeans while keeping the camera steady and focused on her cute butt as the pee flows through her jeans and wets her sexy little ass. Kind of a large file for those who have slow Internet, but totally worth the time to see this one I promise. ENJOY! [link removed]
  2. Hi everybody! Its me, your friendly neighborhood KozmoFox! Now I'm sure a lot of you probably forgot that this was coming, given its been months and months and months since I held the actual lotto portion of Lotto 5, but I'm a busy lady okay? So much has changed in my life in the last year that actually taking the time of day to do something like this has become a rare pleasure, given that I now have my own apartment, I'm a student, a moderator here, a working journalist now even with her own bills to pay. Hell, I hardly have time to write. But here I am, writing away! Given its been so bloody long, let me run a refresher course for all the new faces I've seen around here in recent times. KozmoLotto is an event I hold for the website wherein I have people roll a dice roller, and whomever has the number closest to mine at the end of like 2 weeks gets to give me a reasonable scenario (Reasonable as in I'm not going to do over the top or super humiliating things) and I will put myself through it and I'll write about it. The scenario I'm writing for example, was from a user named @ews21, who requested I drive around while desperate in the car until I can no longer hold it. He expanded upon it in a pm! There was two winners this time, the other being @Imouto Bouquet (I'll get to yours soon <3) " for my challenge, you can wear whatever you want, preferably something like a skirt and tights, but again its your choice. This challenge is more of a practice thing where you try different techniques to determine what the best one is for peeing in a car as a female. Obvious you would have to try to use a bottle, a cup and a towel when you have to pee. You can also use anything else you would commonly find in your car, for instance a plastic bag or a pad. And of course finish with peeing yourself. You don't have to drive as that would be dangerous, but you do have to do all of these in the confines of the car ie you can't take your clothes off outside the car. Use as much protection as you need to keep your car clean and do this wherever you feel comfortable. " So let us get on with the show. If any of you have read my previous stuff, which I'll probably link at the bottom, you already have a decent idea of how I look. I'm not big. At all. For your general image peg me at somewhere in 100 pounds, 5'5. Skinnysmol, tatted up scenegoth chick. Got ink on my chest, collarbone, back, arms, some on my legs. This is one of the reasons that unlike some of my braver friends, any pictures I ever post, which will be probably never, will have to be taken very carefully because I definitely don't want to be recognized. Makes sense, right? Currently I have long blackish/brown hair that I occasionally touch up with some red hair dye to keep its shade. As for clothing, I went a little extra. If you know me, you know that I have a lot of wigs and I like to even wear them for recreational use sometimes, as I am a woman of many looks. On this specific day, I wore a long red haired wig, a jean miniskirt, a matching set of white bra and panties, a white tanktop, black leather jacket, and black and red striped thigh highs. Top it all off with a black beanie and I was ready to go! I borrowed my friends car for this, as I often do. I don't have my own but he doesn't care what I use it for as long as I return it and he doesn't need it during that specific timeframe. I got to his house with a backpack full of towels and spare clothes (obviously didn't show him what was inside) and already desperate as fuck to pee. I tried to keep my knee-knocking to a minimum in his presence and took off as soon as I could for very obvious and soon to be leaky reasons. I didn't want to have to fill up while in the car and have it for longer so for a few hours beforehand I had been ingesting a firehoses amount of water, and then had to hold it the entire bus ride that took well over an hour and a transfer or two, which was absolutely grueling and I'm bad at timing my holding things so I'm surprised I made it even that far without a dribble. It was a matter of optimizing the time of the challenge, however. So worth? So I take the car and I drive off, just kind of planning a route and getting used to the fact that I'm driving so I can't really jiggle my legs or cross them or anything like that. I stop when I pull around the corner and set up a trash bag and some towels on top of it, knowing full well the shenanigans that are to come. Once I'm all set up I pull my water bottle and several other things out from my backpack, stuff that was kinda specified in the message. like more plastic bags, an empty water bottle, stuff like that. I drove around for maybe another 20 minutes, a sweat building on my brow from what was honestly a mostly constant bounce. I'm sure a lot of people know by now, that I am a very animated holder. Even when I'm trying not to be seen, I have subtle techniques. Subtle ways to alleviate pressures and shit. When I don't care or nobody's watching, I'm full on jumping, stuffing my hands between my legs, criss crossing, everything. NONE of this could be done in a car. My hands and legs had to be in certain places doing certain things at all times. This was faaaar from my comfort zone, and I can't even begin to describe just how much harder this made holding it all in. I felt like I was going to flood my skirt and pee all over the seat at literally any second. I felt that way for 20 minutes. Every, single, second. That perpetual feeling of being on the absolute verge was agony, and after 20 minutes I hit a red light and my inner teeter totter of control started to dip to the other side. I had a brief moment to focus on myself and not on the road, I drove my free hand down my skirt and held on for dear life. Somehow, perhaps the sudden mental shift bringing the feeling to the forefront of my mind, made it worse. My hand suddenly grew wet as I spurted against my palm. Being the quick thinker I am, I remembered the very challenge I was doing. I removed my hand, grabbed the bottle, and pulled my underwear aside. It was not pretty. I peed on my hand, got some on my legs, the seat, my socks, maybe even one of the pedals. But the vast majority of it went right into the bottle, and I didn't cut it off until it was full. I felt SO much fucking better. And then the light turned green. I still had a substantial amount in me, and I needed to fill up more, so I grabbed my OTHER bottle with actual water, and began to drink as I drove off. At some point I poured the bottle of my mostly clear urine out the window. I got back to my city, and coasted around for a bit. Got some food with an extra large drink and chilled out in the parking lot. I was damp, a little bit of everything was, but the damage wasn't too bad. It was like the amount of liquid when like, someone makes you laugh when you're drinking and you either spit it or it sprays out your nose. It isn't a lot, it just covers a lot of area. Enjoying a meal while really needing to pee is an odd thing. Makes enjoying the food a little more difficult, but it can help the hold given when you eat you gotta wash it down, and of that I had plenty. See, this next incident happens roughly 40 minutes after the first one. My kidneys were ramped up to max velocity so my bladder had more than replaced what liquids I had lost, and it was more tired as a result of incident one. It got to the point where I was leaking tiny droplets again and softly mewling into my food from the pangs of desperation and then I was like, yeah, lets see what else is on this list before I piss all over the car while swallowing A&W. I chugged down the rest of my pop as soon as I could, and I was already starting to wet myself, a slight pool forming around my neither region on the towel I was sitting on, before I once more pulled my underwear to the side and let loose into this big cup. I didn't miss at all this time, with the margin for error being very small, but I only actually got to fill this up about 1/4 of the way before putting it aside in a hurry, as this was in a parking lot and there was people coming by. I got myself back in order, still desperate as FUCK for a pee, and drove a loop through the drive through, tossing the peed in cup into the trash as I pulled around. I really had to pee. No, seriously, I REALLY had to pee. I did not get enough out on that time to feel even remotely better. It was more frustrating than anything, and I could feel the underside of my skirt was wet and chafing against my thigh. I was sweating and groaning like a maniac, and I still had more things to do. Luckily I wouldn't even last another 10 minutes until my next incident. The next incident, is where the towel in the message would come into play, and I had brought yet another one for this specific purpose. I was driving down some roads, really needing to pee, on the absolute verge of completely wetting myself like a child in her car seat at any given moment. I needed to find a place to park, like some behind building parking lot in which I could just pee into this towel. Unfortunately, my body was just not having it at this point, not one bit. I was still driving down the street when I felt my entire torso contort, the pressure on my bladder condensing and twisting onto itself, signalling it was about to let go whether I wanted it to or not. Hands on the wheel, foot on the pedal, mouth saying 'No, please no, not yet' while I felt the floodgates ram open and my piss starting to pool beneath me. I pulled to the side of the road, threw the spare towel on the floor of the car, and slid down the seat, once more pulling my underwear aside. For a solid five seconds, I peed full force onto that towel. Not sure if you've ever peed with all of your force and might, pushing it with all your strength for 5 seconds, but you can get a lot out in that amount of time and the towel was overly saturated in no time at all. I panicked, realizing that I had just started wetting myself and pulled over while doing so, to the sidewalk, on a busy street. An inspection of my seat revealed a Kozmo-butt print on the two towels I was sitting on, which was soaked. My skirt? The ass of it was practically destroyed. Where most of it was blue, a solid third of the denim, being on my behind, was almost black from how saturated with pee it was. I sat back down onto the towels and felt them squish. I was on high alert fight or flight mode at this point, because again, busy street, people walking up and down the sidewalk. I knew I'd gotten away with it, but anyone to walk by at that current moment could glance in and become very confused, like what is that girl doing with all those damn towels? The fuck she spill? And so I gunned it away as fast as I could. I pulled through a Tim Hortons, and grabbed an extra large coffee. There was still one step left. I hopped on the highway towards home. Having peed on or in every object I intended to pee on or in, and with my clothing already badly damaged, the last thing I had to do was wet myself in this very car. Of course, I could have just let go. But who have I ever been to take the easy way out? I wanted to see if I could make it home first, or at least how close I could. I have no doubts that on a normal day on a normal hold, with this amount of liquid, I would have made it fine. My bladder is normally steely enough and capable enough to withstand such a toll. But now was different. I was on my last legs. After the constant near bursts my bladder had suffered, it was like a boxer in the final round after having gone the distance. My muscles just didn't want to do it anymore. The coffee made its presence known, and before I knew it I was at bursting capacity again. I shifted from side to side, jiggling my non-pedal leg, I did my absolute best not to think about it. But I was driving on a highway, and aside from taking one hand off the wheel to stuff it and my skirt into my crotch, there was fuck all I could do about it. My bladder gave up its hold, despite my constant moans and groans and squeaks of protest. I lost complete control, and grandly peed my skirt right there in that seat. And I was only halfway home, driving on a highway. Tears plucked at my eyes from desperation and frustration, constantly saying "No no no, I'm almost there please fucking no" as I felt the first drops moisten my already damp panties. I wanted to bad to throw one leg over the other. Add my other hand. Jump around. Do ANYTHING at all, but I couldn't. I literally could not. I'm not used to losing control and not being able to fight it. I'm not used to wetting myself so HELPLESSLY. I can't tell you what it looked like. I didn't take my eyes off the road. Not once. But I can tell you how it felt. I can tell you how my muscles dropped, how I felt the warm, wet urine pour out of me, increasing in pressure with every passing second. I can tell you how I felt it pool under my ass, filling my skirt like a swimming pool. How it pooled around my backside, saturating my panties, and warming my entire lower body. How it rushed forward, my leg still bouncing, my lips still begging for it to just not, as it soaked my thighs, my thigh high socks, being absorbed by them, the towel underneath me. How eventually my panties, skirt, socks, and towel were no longer enough, and it began to rush over the front of the seat, onto the floor. How I felt it pour down like a waterfall, spattering against the back of my knees and calves. I can tell you how warm I felt, like it was the hottest summer day. I can tell you how it sounded. I can tell you how I heard my own groans in my throat. The involuntary mewls. The self-begging I do to myself every single time I wet. The begging to please no, not yet. Please don't pee. Please don't wet yourself, not here, not like this, you can do it, you can make it, please stop. I can tell you how it sounded, the psssshhhhhhh...SSSSSHHHHHH as I went from spurting to full on spraying into my underwear. The sloppy and wet sound of fabric being attacked by a torrent of which it was not made nor ready for. I can tell you the sound of it hitting the back of my legs. Of it pouring onto the floor. The splashing. The trickling. The moans of relief, and the silence that followed. I can tell you the sound of my breaths, as I had worn myself out as I always do and needed oxygen, the in, the out, how deep they were, until I had finally restored my composure and state of being, now feeling better than ever, and also now like jelly in the limbs. I did eventually get home. The damage was just as bad as you think it was, the back of my entire lower body was soaked. The towels felt like they'd been thrown in a lake, but the seats were fine given the layers of garbage bags under the towels. Some had run into my shoes, some had even gotten onto my shirt. This was a full blown accident with no decency to be left over. But god was that an experience, and one I'll never forget. I cleaned up the car just fine, as the only actual damage was to the mat underneath my feet, which I washed just fine. When my friend picked his car up he was none the wiser. Overall, it ended up being a very interesting day! I put my pajamas on and watched Rick & Morty, as well as played some Bloodborne for the rest of the night. Laundry, could wait until tomorrow. ------- And that everyone, was KozmoLotto V! Well, the first part anyway. Hopefully I can get to the second part somewhat soon. For those of you who are new to my experiences and writings, I hope you enjoyed this! I don't do this for anyone but this website I adore and love so much! Its good to be back at it. 😄 Thank you all for coming, and reading, and enjoying. I love you all so much, and I love all the love and support you give to me and content like this. I hope its all what you were hoping for and more, because I pride myself on the quality of my experiences and the skill I put into writing them out.~ So please enjoy!!! ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ If you ARE in fact new, and want to read MORE, allow me to self-promote and link my other stuff. Because obviously this is the 5th lotto, meaning there's 4 more, as well as my other shenanigans: Wet myself looking for a bathroom at a club! Wet myself while gaming (And nearly got caught!) Peed my Pants While Doing Photography (And possibly trespassing) Two Wettings the Night Before Christmas. Wet myself outside of the bathroom Peed my Pants in a Haunted Maze! Pissed myself while drunk at a friend's apartment! Wet myself at the University Peed my pants while tech supporting a friend! And the lottos! And last but not least, my 4th lotto and not to humble brag, the highest rated post in the history of omorashi.org:
  3. jj2jjj

    Alyssa Reece Collection

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    Hope you're all having lovely weekends! I'm excited to make my first forum contribution some incredible Alyssa Reece videos. In the first video Alyssa begins to leak in her body suit before giving up and completely letting go. In the second she begs you to let her pee in your car, and then gets out to show the damage and pees even more! In the third Alyssa receives a message supposedly with a picture of her friend who had an accident. She laughs but then has an accident of her own. I've seen some of her content on here before and just love her content, so I hope you all enjoy these! May update with more content in the future! x

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  4. BlueWetter

    female Witnessed Accident

    Hi everyone! It's been awhile since my last post.. Sorry The person who had the accident, from my best guess, is in her mid-to-late twenties. So, this happened about three hours ago.. This is a 100% true story.. I witnessed this happen and had no contact with the person in question.. I find myself wondering about the events that led up to this occurring.. only she will know.. I was taking a small road trip today, and stopped at a Pilot truck stop for a drink and a few snacks. I went inside of the store and nothing was out of the ordinary. I made my purchase, came back out to my vehicle and climbed inside it. As I was opening my snacks and getting ready to drive off, I noticed a woman in a white SUV next to my vehicle moving around quite a lot in the passenger seat. My first impression was that she just woke up.. I also noticed about her striking good looks as well.. She had beautiful dark brown hair and was wearing a black shirt. I saw her roll around in the passenger seat and then she sat still for a moment.. I thought nothing of it at this point.. What really caught my attention was after the of passenger side door flung open, and she stumbled out looking disheveled, and honestly rather groggy... I took the opportunity to check her out, and noticed she had on some very short and sexy looking black denim shorts. I looked down towards her crotch and legs and thought they looked kind of wet.. I figured it was just the Omo side of my brain playing tricks on me.. My suspicions were confirmed, however, when she turned around.. I got quite the visual surprise.. Rising from between her legs was a quite large patch of wetness, covering it almost her entire butt.. In the center of that wet patch, there was a large brown stain and a slight bulge.. Her legs also had some brown stains on them.. I soon realized she went to the bathroom in the passenger seat of the car.. I quickly looked past her body and saw a large brown stain on the passenger seat upholstery. Apparently, she completely let go, right in her pants, while going down the road, or while the driver of the car fueling up their vehicle... I almost could not believe what I was seeing.. A total loss of bladder and bowel control by a woman, in a car, in real life.. One of my big fantasies.. 😍Wow, I never thought I would see it happen, but it did, not 30 feet away.. I can't make this stuff up! I watched her as she reached into the backseat, and grabbed a small backpack, then shuffled her way inside of the fuel station. I decided to get on the road again and process what I'd just seen.. I actually feel bad for her.. Hopefully the driver of the car was understanding and kind about her accident. This did, however, slightly arouse me too. Well, this sure will be a road trip to be remember.. 😍
  5. I will upload this video if someone can show me an easy way to download videos from MyDirtyHobby. Miss Mia deactivated her account so this video can no longer be purchased anywhere. It's a shame because it is an excellent one. She pees naked for over a minute and a half right on to the seat and it gets absolutely destroyed.
  6. The petite brown mouse shifted uncomfortably in the driver’s seat of her SUV. An empty water bottle discarded on the passenger’s side combined with the mostly empty sonic drink in the cup holder gave away why. Audrey looked back out the front window, noticing traffic had moved slightly and letting her foot off the brake to scoot her car forward a couple feet. She pressed the brake again gently, trying to ease her car back to a stop, avoiding any sort of abrupt motion. Adjusting her glasses, she checked her phone’s map again. hat had started as a slightly yellow and green line had darkened to a deep red over the course of her drive. It had been simple, really. The Target near her home had run out of a chair that was on clearance but would be a perfect fit for her living room. She'd been so excited to find out one across town, a thirty minute drive away but still faster than ordering it online, had the chair in stock. It was on hold, but unluckily for the young woman so was traffic. Some sort of wreck had happened early on that had brought her drive to a standstill. Had Audrey known this was going to happen, she'd never have picked up such a large drink, given her small stature, a route 44 was ridiculous. She also would've gone to the bathroom after downing her water bottle, before she'd left the other target. Instead, she'd sucked down both. The strawberry limeade she'd picked up to make her supposedly short trip more enjoyable had gone down so smooth on the warm day. She'd even started crunching on the ice when traffic had begun to really stack, but foolishly hadn't exited the highway. Now everything inched along at a snail’s pace. Everything that was except for the drinks she had pumped into herself without a second thought. She'd begun to grow concerned about twenty minutes prior when she realized traffic hadn't moved beyond a crawl in over ten minutes, and a noticeable pressure had started to grow from just below her belly button. The last twenty minutes had not been kind. Traffic was boring to sit in, giving little focus on but the steady and inevitable drip from her stomach to her bladder. Even worse, when she shifted she could still feel a distinct slosh coming from her belly. She was already so full, but more was forcing itself into her taut organ. Nervously, she began to chew her lip as she looked around. Her whiskers were starting to quiver with anticipation. The seat belt dug in cruelly, but it was hard keep it off. Things were becoming dire as she undid the top button on her jeans. They were one of those three button numbers that made her stomach look nice and flat, but didn't help at all in a situation like this. With no relief in sight, she fiddled with the second button, before undoing it as well. That had helped. To hell with it. The third button was next. The form fitting t shirt she wore did nothing to hide the small pudge that seemed to be growing in her abdomen. That had bought her time, but she wasn't sure how much. Audrey began to fidget with her hair, curling her coppery locks around her fingers. A honk brought her attention back to the road as she gingerly moved her car forward. Her exit was in sight! “Eep!” she squeaked as her bladder gave a particularly strong signal. Her zipper remained in place for the moment, but deciding to throw all modesty out the window, she pulled out down, sighing at the very noticeable relief. That had reduced her strain massively, but the battle wasn't over yet, not by a long shot. Despite the exit coming into view, with how slow traffic was moving there was just no telling how long it would take to get to there. She clenched her legs together tightly. Anything to hold back the growing tide. Slowly but surely, traffic trudged onward. The clock seemed to be moving in slow motion while the mouse’s kidneys worked double time, constantly drizzling in more and more urine. The thirty minute drive had rapidly devolved into what was now over an hour long ordeal. While undoing her zipper five minutes earlier had helped then, any benefit there had been seemed to be disappearing. Audrey was starting to have trouble sitting still. It seemed like her pants, even with the zipper down, were just too tight on her poor bladder. She held the seat belt off what was now a noticeable budge as best she could, but the simple reality was becoming very clear. She was running out of time. Determinedly, Audrey pressed on, trying in vain to focus on something other than the growing ocean inside of her. Focusing on anything else, however, was nearly impossible. A pulse seemed to be emanating throughout her body. “Ah!” A high pitched moan escaped her mouth as a violent wave or urgency over took her. Startled, she made the mistake of jumping up slightly. When she flopped back down, a few drops escaped. The little mouse was positively desperate. She needed to relieve herself, and if she wasn't able to find somewhere to take care of it, her body would be deciding for her soon enough. Finally, Audrey began the slow crawl down the exit ramp. One more mile. Five more minutes. Then she could let go. Just five more minutes. Surely she could hold out that long. She eyed the sonic cup. The remaining ice had melted, leaving about a fifth of the cup full of water. That could be an option, but she'd had to drink the rest if the water. The idea of putting any more liquid in her was just too daunting. Why in the hell had she gotten a route 44 sized drink? The next five minutes were torture in its purest form. Free of the traffic that had put Audrey in this position in the first place, she realized she had to let her seatbelt go back where it was supposed to fit. As the fabric snapped against her abdomen, she nearly cried out. Against her will, a small trickle of piss began leak out, pooling in her panties. She was starting to lose control. In a final act of defiance against herself, Audrey shoved her hand down her pants and against her pee hole. She felt her bladder flex desperately, trying to push out more pee, but dammit she would hold it in by force if she had to. The little mouse was not going to piss her pants. As her SUV rounded the last corner into the Target parking lot, Audrey almost wept in relief. It was almost over. She parked her car as close to the entrance as she could. That was when she remembered the state of her pants. She couldn't go in with her pants totally unzipped and unbuttoned, and hand shoved down holding back a veritable sea of liquid. It would look ridiculous. Cautiously, she tightened her muscles and pulled back her hand. When that worked, she went to pull up her zipper. It hurt, but she managed. Now the tough part. Those damn buttons. Painstakingly, Audrey wriggled the first button on. Her bladder protested but she pushed forward, pressing her hand against herself from the outside, while getting the second button on with her free hand. Okay, that was done. Now she just had to make it to the actual toilet. She opened her door, grabbed her purse, and stepped outside. Gravity hit like a truck. Involuntarily, she squeezed her legs tightly together, and bounced lightly on the balls of her feet. It worked enough. Audrey took short, smooth steps towards the entrance. Nothing that would jostle her already fragile state. It seemed like literally everything she had drank had gone straight through, and was now begging for release. What had seemed like a mile long walk began to shorten into something manageable. Despite all her caution, a few drips began to make their way free, but she pressed forward. Soon, she stepped through the automatic doors and into the glorious air conditioning. Looking left, then right, she spotted the restrooms sign, and could have cried with joy. Soon, soon, soon, the young woman thought fervently. As she approached the bathroom, the drips turned into a more frequent trickle. She stepped across the threshold of the women's bathroom. The first toilet stall stood, door open, as if it was inviting her in. Her bladder chose that moment to make it clear it was done waiting. While she'd contained things to a small trickle, a strongly spasm pushed out a much larger flow. Audrey's eyes grew to the size of saucers. She didn't think any further as she nearly leaped into the stall, tore her pants down, and began to piss in a long, seemingly endless stream. Audrey sat back, relaxing totally on the toilet, tongue lolling out of her mouth I'm utter relief. God, it felt so unbelievably good to just have let go. An almost orgasmic sense of pleasure radiated out through her body, and she gave a low, quiet moan. As she finished up, she took a look at her panties. Well, those were wrecked. They looked drenched. She took them off and threw them away. Her pants, remarkably, weren't too bad, despite their light hue. There was a small wet spot, but after putting them back on, she couldn't see it from the front or behind in the mirror. Audrey smiled as she left the bathroom. She'd made it, and now she could get her damn chair, having only lost a pair of panties for her trouble. Next time, she'd just order the damn thing online.
  7. thomascromwell2

    female DLEE-163

    Anyone have the full movie of this? DLEE-163 My sister pissed at Car https://www.jade-net-home.com/products/107819?m= Thank you!
  8. Despholder

    Katie in the care

    Version 1.0.0

    367 downloads

    An older one, the quality isn't the best but the video is nice. Katie is absolutely bursting in the car. You can see that there is already a big patch on her by the time she gets out of the car. Leaky Leaky bursting

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  9. girl talks about why she peed herself in the car, wetness shown at 4.15 I have my doubts if she really peed herself in such an expensive car with white leather seats. At least she asserted it and there is some wetness around her butt (I really hate such loose clothing).
  10. View File Alyssa Reece Collection Hope you're all having lovely weekends! I'm excited to make my first forum contribution some incredible Alyssa Reece videos. In the first video Alyssa begins to leak in her body suit before giving up and completely letting go. In the second she begs you to let her pee in your car, and then gets out to show the damage and pees even more! In the third Alyssa receives a message supposedly with a picture of her friend who had an accident. She laughs but then has an accident of her own. I've seen some of her content on here before and just love her content, so I hope you all enjoy these! May update with more content in the future! x Submitter jj2jjj Submitted 03/04/2018 Category Desperation Clothing Jeans  
  11. Thisguy8120

    female Wetting on the way home

    This happened last month on the day of the super bowl. I was with one of my best friends as we were getting amped to see the patriots play the eagles. I had come to his house straight from work and hadn’t really eaten or drank much at all. I arrived at his house around 3 and began gulping down a water bottle. We hung out for a bit and then decided we’d take a trip to liquor store to pick up some beers for the super bowl party we were going to. I refilled my water bottle and drank it on the way, not realizing I hadn’t peed since the early morning. We got to the liquor store and I picked up some UFO ( one of my favorite beers). When we arrived at the party, we took pre game shots and I gulped down another water. Note I always drink a water in between alcoholic drinks. The game was super close and stressful to watch so I ended up having four of my beers and that’s when my bladder gave me some serious warning signs. I was wearing my really comfortable blue jeans but were kind of old so the waste band digs into my bladder when it gets full. So I decided to get up and use the bathroom. Well typically when I’m desperate to pee, it always seems I’m bursting and full in 30 minutes all over again. It was coming down to the wire so we had shots for good luck followed by another beer and *suprise* a water. The game ended and we lost D: but hey I can’t complain since we are always in the Super Bowl haha. At this point my focus was no longer on the game and realized I was bursting to pee again. I was at an 8/10 and grabbed a water for the road since my throat was dry. I went to use the bathroom but someone was in there and we were leaving. We had plans to go bitch about the game at my other friends house so I figured I’d go there. On the way over forgot about my need and pounded the water since my throat was dry. After I finished it i became super desperate. I felt the waste band gouging into my bladder while holding myself since I couldn’t cross my legs while driving. My pants felt super tight at this point because I felt like I swelled up like a balloon with pee. I decided to unbotton my pants for the ride and it helped relieve some pressure but I was at a 9/10. I arrived at my friends and had to rebutton my jeans, which was absolute torture. I walked to his stairs trying to maintain composure carrying my remaining beers. We said our hellos but I felt awkward immediately using the bathroom so I figured I could wait a few minutes. We started talking about the game and I got distracted and started sipping down my remaining beers. I.5 beers in when my bladder gave a kick and swiftly reminded me i was gonna blow. I remembered I was super desperate when his sisters walked in and one went into the only bathroom. Knowing I couldn’t get relief made if 1000 times worse. I get crossing and uncrossing my legs under the table. I was trying to hold myself with my elbow so it wouldn’t be as obvious. My pants were digging into me I was so full and I could feel the front of my pants getting a bit damp. I had a small leak into my underwear which was also convientlly tight on me and I realized I should leave before I had an accident in front of my friends. At this point I had been holding on super desperate for 2.5 hours. I announced I was tired and going home and when I stood up it took everything I had to hold back the river of pee inside. As I walked out the door I had a minor leak and sat down in my car. As soon as I sat down my waste band dug harshly into me and a small wet spot appeared on the front of my jeans. I quickly Un did the button and started driving home. The whole way home I felt wave after wave washing over me begging me to let go. I had my knees knocking together as I held myself doing mini bends forward to try and hold it. Once I got to the light near my house I felt a strong surge. It felt almost ripply as it came over me I sensed unmediated my muscles were too tired to hold back. It was that feeling like when your on a bike for miles and your legs are too tired to get you over a hil. Immediately I felt that hot warmth crawl over the front of my pants and the hand holding myself felt wet. I looked down and there was a baseball sized wet spot on my pants. I kept driving letting out little dribbles as I slowly peed my pants. Once I parked I had to cross my legs and regain composure before I could stand up. I started pissing myself again and legit the whole front of my jeans down to my thighs was covered in Piss. I walked up to my door still peeing every few seconds, hoping no one was awake, and ran into the bathroom. I started peeing full force and ripped my Jeans then my boxers down and finished. My underwear was completely soaked as well as the top half of my jeans. This accident was completely unplanned and thankfully I got away with it. After that I was super turned on and did my thing ;) then I had to get rid of the evidence and wash my clothes! Sorry for the length everyone thanks for reading!
  12. Annika_Heinrich

    female pee in traffic jam ;)

    hope you like it ;P Während dem Stau im Auto abgestrullert!!! mit DaddysLuder.mp4
  13. largebio

    female Childhood accident

    It happened when I was around five years old. I was in school playing with something (I can’t remember what), and I had to pee. It was nearly end of the day, and since the school toilets were gross (imagine five year old guys trying to pee standing into a regular toilet). So I decided to wait. I think it must have been 30-60 minutes until the bell rang to end the day. Both of my parents worked that day, so instead I went home with a friend. He had a been given a wooden railroad set recently and we agreed to play with it. Now, back in those days I was a big railroad fan, do I was excited to play with it. So excited I completely forgot about my urge to pee. We would always get a glass of juice and I happily drank it. We must have played around an hour and a half, and I remember pinching my penis as I became aware of my need to pee again. Then my friend’s mom came and told us for some reason I can’t remember, we were going to pick up my friend’s father from his work, about a 15-20 minutes drive away. We were leaving immediately and although I really needed to go by now, I was to shy to ask to go potty and cause a delay. I don’t remember a lot from the car trip, but it must have included a lot of wriggling in my seat and pinching myself. And looking back on it my friend - who was in the backseat next to me - must have noted my desperation. What I do remember vividly is having to wait outside the office building where my friend’s father worked. I started trembling and even before my friend’s dad reached the car I flooded my pants and the car seat. It just came out all at once, no warning spurts, just one massive flood. I was so emberassed but at the same time felt relieved. Luckily they had leather seats and my friend’s parents never made a big deal out of it. The most emberassing thing was yet to come. I had changed into a pair of my friend’s trousers, which my mom obviously noted when she came to pick me up. She asked what happened and my friend’s mom told the story, emphasizing it was no big deal and accidents happen. Although the experience was uttely humiliating, I think - looking back - this is where my interest in car wettings started, later evolving into my wholesale interest in omo. Hope you enjoyed the story!
  14. View File Katie in the care An older one, the quality isn't the best but the video is nice. Katie is absolutely bursting in the car. You can see that there is already a big patch on her by the time she gets out of the car. Leaky Leaky bursting Submitter Despholder Submitted 02/05/2018 Category Desperation Clothing  
  15. I was at a friend's for hours drinking water and pop and didn't want to use their bathroom because I thought I could hold it until I got home but as I got in my car to leave I realized I was so desperate I couldn't drive. I wasn't about to go back in to use the bathroom and I wasn't going to get out of the car in the driveway so I simply sat there and peed my pants in the seat. It flooded the seat under me and soaked the crotch of my jeans. I had to drive home in the rapidly cooling wetness. I start peeing at like 0:50 but you cant really see it. VID_20180126_024840.mp4
  16. To give you guys some background, I will start telling what caused me to pee my pants. Since Friday I set a goal for myself to become more fit and to eat a little more healthy. So I decided to drink at least 2 litres of water a day. I started early in the morning with a big glass of water, grabbed myself a 0,5 litre bottle for the road and headed of to work. I will not get into detail with the first part of my day, because otherwise the story would be way too long, but I will give you a short resume. I work as a speech therapist and I give those sessions in schools or I go to the people’s houses or I work in my office with my collegues. Anyway, Friday’s are always long days. I start working early and always have to drive around in my car a lot, from one place to another. I sometimes feel like I’m living in my car. When I’m working, I’m normally not drinking that much, because I find it kinda embarrassing to ask my patients if I can use their toilets while I’m working in their house. So I rather hold it. I have a stash of diapers in my car and I often use them. Sometimes I put them on before I go to work or sometimes I put them on in my car when I’m in desperate need. Wearing a diaper to work, I do that with an average of once a week, but I do it more because I enjoy the feeling than because I actually need it. I mean, I can manage my toilet breaks and when I pee in the diaper, it’s often on my way back home, because I think it’s a waist not using a diaper what it’s designed for. Anyway, I’m dwelling. Since I’m not used to drinking all that much water, my bladder ofcourse reacted. I drank the water at a steady pace, drinking from my bottle and refilling it constantly. The morning was rather calm, but in the afternoon I had to work way more. So I decided to wear a diaper, just in case of any emergencies. During the day I have been desperate more than once in front of my patients. Tugging my pants, shifting weight in my chair and crossing and uncrossing my legs. When I came home in the evening I counted the times I had peed during the day: 10 times of which twice in the diaper while I was waiting in my car to go to the next patient. I undid myself from the diaper and wore my normal turqoise panties again. In the evening I met up with my best friend to go to a pub and have a chat. I already drank 1,75 litres of water during the whole day, so I had almost reached my goal. No giving up now. I ordered two waters during the evening while my friend was having some beers. Knowing I had now drank more than 2 litres of water, some soda in my lunch break and some soda during dinner, my bladder probably had to deal with more than 3 litres of liquid during the whole day. At 00.15 I started to get desperate. The desperation came all of a sudden, while my friend was having a serious conversation, Thinking it would be rude to interrupt her, I just started shifting around in my chair again. I glanced over to the door of the bathrooms and right next to the door, I saw an ex collegue of mine. I had had a long day and I was getting really tired, so the last thing I wanted to do was pass by him and have some smalltalk. Sounds rude, but I really wasn’t in the mood for that, so I just waved at him. I thought I could manage to hold it until I was home, because that wouldn’t take much more time. We were both getting tired. Just as suddenly as the desperation started, it dissapeared again and felt much more at ease. Around 00.45 we decided to go home. I had to drive my friend home, a seven minute drive. About halfway, we said how much fun it was to be able to spend our time like this: talking to eachother while driving into the night with the music out loud. My friend joked about making a detour or driving somewhere else to prolong the moment. Me, being the good friend, I immediatly slowed down the car and took a sharp right turn into another street. Thus started our detour! But maybe that wasn’t such a good idea. We drove around for about 15 minutes and joked around. When we were about three minutes away from her house, the desperation reappeared. You know how you have these two kinds of desperation? The one were you can feel your bladder’s really full and it aches a lot and the one were you can feel that the piss is already in your urethra. It was the latter that hit me. We were still in our detour and I immediatly felt I wasn’t gonna be able to hold my pee for a long time. This was not good. I asked my friend if I could turn around and head home. She said it was alright. I started speeding like crazy. My friend knows about my fetish, so I was really embarrassed and I didn’t dare to start doing a pee dance in my car or pushing my hands between my legs to hold myself. She knows how I secretly enjoy this and I didn’t want her to make a comment about it. Instead I only pressed my legs together as hard as I could. I was getting really nervous. My eyes flashed outside, looking for a place to pee when I dropped her off. But we were in the middle of the city, so no way I could just pee outside. Knowing I wasn’t gonna be able to hold it, I just hoped I would make it to her house so I could just let go when she stepped out of the car. The moment I pulled over to her driveway, I felt a huge spurt dampen my panties and dripping down toward my butt. I pressed my legs some tighter. All I could hope for was my friend getting out of the car really fast, but instead she opened the door so so slowly while still talking. Another spurt found it’s way out of my bladder. She stepped out of the car, looked over and said goodbye. Another spurt. My legs were shaking, my hands making fists. Pee was pooling between my legs. Luckily my pants were black, so my friend wouldn’t be able to see what was happening. The moment she closed the door and waved, the gates opened. I glanced over at my lap while putting the car in reverse, and I saw the wetness spreading all over. No matter how hard I tried, my muscles wouldn’t tie up and I just couldn’t stop peeing. I gave up the fight and gave in to the feeling of my warm piss spreading all over my legs and my butt, before being absorbed by the carseat. I rubbed my hands between my legs and over the wetness. 30 seconds later I finally stopped peeing and I drove home sitting in my own piss. When I parked the car in front of my house, I put some more pressure on my bladder and started peeing again. I was amazed by the amount of pee I could still let go. More wetness, more rubbing. I was enjoying this way too much. I opened the front door, hoping I wouldn’t run into my parents or my sister and quickly went upstairs. After undoing my wet pants and panties, I pulled a diaper out of my closet and put it on. I was so arroused about what just happened. After blowing off some steam and before going to sleep, I downed another big glass of water, just to make sure I had to pee in the middle of the night so I could use the diaper instead of the toilet. And so I did. This was only the first day of me trying to stay hydrated. I wonder what the next days will bring ;)
  17. wetguyy10

    female After work fun

    Hi again! So I just got off work about half hour ago. When I was getting off I realized I needed to wee a little. And instead of going to the bathroom before leaving I thought I would have some fun. I was wearing khaki pants, grey boxers, and a button up shirt (basically business casual). Well I wanted to leak a little while driving back home. Unfortunately it's really hard for me to wet while I'm driving (but it makes me feel really naughty when I can) so once I got home my boxers were just barely damp. So I went into my bathroom and stood in front the mirror while I leaked little by little until I had a sizeable wet spot on my khaki pants. (: then I just used to toilet to avoid a lot of clean up! Check out the pics below and please comment (:!!!!!!
  18. View File Japanese Car Desperation Few scenes of japanese women desperate to pee while in the back of a car, resulting them to pee into things. Submitter Adolf_Alfredo Submitted 11/28/2017 Category Desperation Clothing Other  
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    Japanese Car Desperation

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    Few scenes of japanese women desperate to pee while in the back of a car, resulting them to pee into things.

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  20. liesjeversteven

    female Nice youtube car wetting

    Hi all, I stumbled across this youtube of a girl having a real laughing accident in the car. It's on her own blog, so there shouldn't be an ethical problem sharing this. Watch from 9:00 on or earlier if you want to see the rest of them going shopping. Enjoy I PEED MY PANTS!-pU1WSFkmlOo.mp4
  21. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SKkdGllMgVY
  22. So I had a nifty weekend, and I figure I would share with the world of Omo. After some life changes and bologna like that, I now live with my sister, Brother-in-Law, two nephews and a Niece. Saturdays event revolved around my Niece sister and I. Now, my sister isnt married to my nieces dad, but she has majority custody. Whatever, its all complicated, but since the kid is such a charm, I like to take my sister and pick her up from the exchange point about 45 minutes away. No big deal. As far as names go, Im not going to use Pronouns, so be prepaired for a ton of regular nouns. Im a coffee drinker and I have Overactive Bladder. Im not going to not drink coffee, im just going to plan around for restroom breaks. My sister is absolutly normal, so whatever then, and My niece is nine, almost ten. Sis and I hopped into my nifty honda, ol' Reliable, stopped about five minutes away from home for gas, pop for the road for the three of us and snacks. (Pocky) Then we were off. Now, before we left, about five or so, I don't recall having to use the bathroom anywhere, so I didnt. I just sipped my Drink as usuall and enjoyed a Babby-Daddy hating conversation as we Meandered down the Highway. Since the Opposite direction highway was behind trees I didnt recognise my doom beforehand, and usually about 30 mins is about what I can hold desperate. La-ti-Da, and 45 minutes later were at the pick up point. Some dumpy gas station for whatever reason. We don't have long to wait as Baby-Daddy pulls in, and basically tosses his kid out of his car and vrooms away. Hugs and kisses all around, and we all hop into my car excited to get home. We didnt think about using the bathrooms as its not usually an Issue unless i have a bad day. Niece is usually pretty good about it too, so we just zoomed off. Just so you have an Idea, were basically a cookie cutter family. Blond hair for us except me, blue eyes, Hoodies because its chilly, and Jeans because.... well pants. Were not ugly, but I wont go as far as to say were pretty. But all three of us are Cute. Yes even Mr. Me. So im cruzing down the freeway thinking, crap, I drank all my pop, I have to pee. So I check my exits and Im about ten minutes away from the rest area. So I say to the car, "Anyone need to pee? Cuz Uncle here has to go!" Niece chuckles and says she also needs to go as she didnt go during the ride with her father, which is about the same as the trip back to our place, so about 45 minutes. So I get ready to meet the exit in about eight miles when from around the bend.... Completely stopped traffic. Well shit. Sis looks way ahead and groans. "Road Construction. Typical." Which is when I see the glowing traffic sign that reads "Expect delays". Crap. So I pull up behind this Volvo and just idle on the break. For about ten minutes. Traffic isnt moving. The construction crew is trying to position a crane to bring in the new overpass gurders or whatever and they cant let cars go because its in the way... and its apparantly stuck. Ten minutes sucked because i went from that pressing urge to pushing on my lap to try to fight the urges. Whatever I drank hit fast because it was a countdown from there. So another ten minutes and i hear from the back seat, "Mom, when are we going to move? I Have to pee now!" We couldnt come up with a reasonable explaination really, so we just said I dont know. As little kids are want to do, she started to make noises about needing to go. To be fair though, so Did I. I looked back in the rear mirror to see her holding on for dear life just like me and felt pretty bad for her. Five minutes later we hear, "Mommy, I can't hold it much longer!" Hold on is all we could say. Well all my sister could say, because i was dying in the drivers seat. "I can't last much longer Kiddo" I tell her. We finally inch forward about three cars and stop again. Then I leaked, a good one too. Enough to make my hand wet where I was trying to block the river. So I curse out loud because I have no filter. Sis trys to cheerlead us into holding on, but the backseater chokes back on sob and says, "Im sorry Uncle" I look back in the mirror to see her jeans with a small lake on them and little waterfalls running down the sides. "Its ok," I say back, "Cuz its game over here too." And that was about it. My endurance ran its course..... Just as cars started to move again. Once I started to go, it was the end, bam, everything just kinda made its way out. Positioned as we were with my sporty lay back seats, the backs of our pants were drenched, little puddles remained in our seats when we finally got home about twenty mintues later. Since my sister texted her husband ahead of us, none of the other kids were home when our peed pants selves came back. Also we went for Ice cream.
  23. Heyyy everyone!! Got another story for ya! This one's pretty long, but it's a 2-for-1! If you want to skip the build up and get straight to the pee, go to paragraph 5 for the first part and paragraph 7 for the second. Hope you enjoy!! Earlier this week, I went out of town for an event. It wasn't far enough to justify the cost of flying, but with a 8-hour drive one way, it was plenty far enough to enjoy some pee fun along the way! I made it to the event without incident, but the same can't quite be said for the return . Needless to say, after the drive there and the event itself, I was pretty toasted by the end of the day, so I checked into a motel and stayed the night. I'm not much of a morning person, so I figured, with a day off from work and some time in a fresh city, what's the rush? I slept in and enjoyed some time around town before I dragged myself back to the car at about 4PM. Both for health purposes and the obvious pleasures that coincide, I try to keep pretty thoroughly hydrated throughout the day. Today was no exception. I had run by a gas station during my excursion downtown and filled one of those "Big Gulp" cups to the rim with water and had been nursing it throughout the day. I knew I'd have to stop a few times on my way back, but that didn't bother me too much. I made a quick preemptive run to the bathroom and, with all of my things packed into the back seat and my "Big Gulp" cup by my side, I set off for the long journey home. One thing I didn't account for: Rush hour. I'm not accustomed to taking days off in the middle of the week, and rush hour isn't a huge deal where I live, so it didn't even occur to me to consider other people's commutes home. An hour in, and I was totally gridlocked on the highway. Brilliant. To make matters worse (or better? I guess it depends on your perspective ), I was gradually becoming aware of my increasing need to urinate. I wasn't about to explode just yet, but I knew I needed to find a solution--and quickly. I glanced around nervously. Moving wasn't realistic at this point, let alone getting to an exit and finding a place to relieve myself. I comforted myself with delusions that this traffic jam may clear up any time and that, if I just managed to distract myself, I'd be fine. I cranked up my radio and began singing along with it. Boston, anyone? I was going to be okay. I glanced over to the car next to me and saw the driver chuckling at me singing to myself. I grinned at her and carried on, knowing I needed to distract myself. The problem here being that, by focusing on my need to distract myself, I emphasized my growing need to pee that much more. "It's okay," I told myself, "You don't need to go that badly just yet." Another 20 minutes passed and we'd barely made any headway. Every time we crept forward, my heart would leap, only to tumble back down into my depths of my stomach when we stopped again. It seemed, according to the radio, there was a minor accident ahead that was slowing things down even more. Little did they know, there was a serious possibility of a different kind of accident occurring between my legs. By now I'd abandoned any hope of distracting myself. I was swaying back and forth and fidgeting, the urge to pee feeling pretty severe by now. I was frantically looking around for solutions. Sure, I could just wet myself in my car, but as much as I love my fetish, I love the condition of my car more. With that possibility ruled out, there wasn't much left. I was foolish enough to wear jeans today instead of a skirt, meaning that if I stepped out of my car, any wetting would be blatantly obvious to all who sat idly around me. Similarly, I couldn't exactly bare my lady bits for all of the commuters to watch cascades of urine gush from them. That left one option. My eyes fell onto my "Big Gulp" cup as my hand found its way to my crotch. I didn't like the idea of attempting this in my car, but I had no other option. I took my hand from my crotch and grasp the cup. Shoot. It still had a little water. I briefly considered chucking the water out the window, but wanted to hold off in case I needed to dispose of my pee without suspicion. Nothing else to do, I chugged the last little bit. By now, it was urgent. I bobbed back and forth as I undid my seatbelt. I quickly glanced around to ensure there were no tractor trailers or other tall vehicles around me--as badly as I had to go, I wasn't about to give a free show (not that I really had a choice, looking back now). Hallelujah. Only sedans surrounded me. I hurriedly undid my jeans and tried to discreetly pull them down. This was going to be a challenge. Maybe if I removed my shoes? Just then, the woman behind me honked. I jumped, startled, nearly peeing myself right then. We had gained a whopping 10 feet. I pulled up behind the car in front of me and set the hand brake. My hand firmly in place upon my nether regions, I frantically took off my shoes and tossed them into the passenger seat. Next, the jeans came off, revealing my blue panties. I seriously hoped nobody could see what I was doing, but I didn't care enough at the time to check. With every second that passed by, my bladder ballooned that much more, threatening to soil my car. Next came the panties, revealing my bare downstairs for anyone who happened to have a tall enough ride. I grabbed the cup and tried to position it. How exactly was I going to manage this? The steering wheel was proving problematic. What I would've given at this moment to have a penis. In my frustration, I glanced up to make sure the traffic hadn't moved. Thankfully, it was stationary. I looked back down at my predicament. "Okay," I muttered, "Let's try this." I slid forward a bit, getting my butt off of the seat, and pressing my abdomen against the steering wheel. "This is gonna have to work." I said at last. I positioned the cup beneath where I hoped my urethra would spill, and let loose. Within about a second, the floodgates had burst open and a rush of pee shot (thankfully) straight into the cup, pattering loudly as it accumulated at the bottom. "Oh my gosh," I exclaimed with relief as the cup grew heavier with my pee. It was a really bizarre sensation to be sitting there, surrounded by so many people, peeing into a cup, of all things, in my car. I closed my eyes and put my head back as the spurt continued below. After a moment, the cup was getting heavy enough that I had to grab the bottom of it with my free hand. It felt warm and enticing in my grip. I smiled as the last few dribbles emerged and found their way to the steamy pool below. It was then I remembered I was still supposed to be driving. I glanced up nervously. Thankfully, the traffic still hadn't budged. Unfortunately, I hadn't thought ahead to the toilet paper predicament. Fortunately, I wore panties that day and could let them sop up what remained. I cautiously placed the cup back into its holder and admired my handywork as I pulled my panties up and dabbed myself dry. There was still quite a bit of space in the cup, but the pee was pretty clear, meaning I could probably dispose of it without too much suspicion, should the need arise. I nervously glanced outside my car again, but thankfully everyone was totally oblivious, playing on their phones or fidgeting around with papers. I didn't bother putting my jeans back on, figuring I'd need to pee again before getting out of this mess of traffic. Instead, I covered my lap with them, obscuring my nearly-nude lower half in case any tall vehicles passed me. It turned out this was a wise move, as I had to use the cup several times again before getting out of that jam. Thankfully, I only needed to dump it out my window once. After tacking about 2 hours onto my drive, I finally managed to get out of that traffic fiasco (lesson learned for future trip planning). Much of the rest of the trip was fairly uneventful. Despite the fond feelings I have developed for it by then, I disposed of my cup at my next stop. All of my efforts to relieve myself were done at gas stations and rest stops from that point forward, but my last one was particularly notable. It was 1AM. I was about an hour from home and nobody was on the road. I had enough pee that I could go, but it wasn't super urgent. Regardless, by this point I was excited about my pee endeavors of the day, but totally mind-numbed and frazzled from the drive. I was exhausted, so when I saw a rest stop by the side of the road, I took the opportunity. I wanted to do something naughty--anything. It was deserted and it didn't seem like anyone would be making any surprise visits...soooo...why not pop into the men's room and give it a go? I did a quick walk around the stop to make sure there wasn't anybody who I might've overlooked. The coast was clear. I made my way to the door and stood outside. This would be my first time using a multi-occupancy men's room and, even though I knew the probability of someone walking in on me was next to naught, I still felt a jolt of adrenaline. My heart surged as I pushed open the door. The light flicked on and revealed several urinals and several stalls, opposing a row of sinks. It was cleaner than I was anticipating, especially compared to the single-occupancy men's room I've used at a gas station near my home. I felt a sense of urgency, not to pee, but to hurry, just in case anybody happened upon me. My heart pounded in my chest as I considered where I would pee. I could use a stall in any old bathroom, so I didn't want to do that. I'm still not confident enough in my skills to attempt a urinal (someday). I scanned the room before me, with my eyes ultimately landing on a floor drain in the middle of the bathroom. Perfect. I quickly fumbled to get my lower clothing off, taking care not to step onto the floor with my socks (I shudder to think of what bacterial horrors lie there). I shuddered with excitement as I set my clothes onto the paper towel dispenser and made my way, butt-naked, to the floor drain. I squatted over it and noted that I was trembling as I attempted to position myself (funny how such a simple thing can cause such excitement!!). Finally, I let 'er rip! Here I was, squatting right in front of a bunch of urinals, leaking my bladder into a floor drain. I giggled with delight and tried, with no success, to calm down my trembling. I felt a cool spatter bouncing back from the drain cover and showering my thighs. I adjusted to alleviate this, missing the drain a bit in the process, sending a bit of pee spurting outward and forming a small puddle on the floor. Unfortunately, the last little bit came to a dribbly end far too soon. I stood up to grab some toilet paper and laughed when I caught a glance of myself in the mirror, my naked vulva dripping with pee, contrasting the men's toilets in the background. I'm not gonna lie, I felt a small and strange sense of pride for being there (girl power?). I retrieved the toilet paper, wiped myself clean, including my thighs, and stood once more before the mirror. I knew I should be quick, but I wanted to savor the image just a bit longer (really mature, I know). I fiddled with myself very briefly for good measure, then put my clothes on and washed up. Drunk with triumphant delirium, I pointed at the urinals as I left and proclaimed, "Soon!" I left the bathroom, looking back at the "Men" sign on my way out. The cool evening breeze hugged me as I trod back to my car. Despite being very tired by that point, the excitement carried me the rest of the way home.
  24. Don't think this had been posted, just a couple clips of Japanese women peeing in a car. Hope you enjoy!
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    Make it Rain

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    Japanese woman in car can't hold it and pees into a container.

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