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  1. This one looks fantastic. sample_1m.mp4
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  3. It was going to be a close run thing, and she knew it. Abby had double booked herself. It was her best friend Mike's 18th birthday, and they had been planning a night out for so long. It had been the topic of conversation since they were about 14, their first, legal night out. Problem was, she had also agreed to go on a team building session with work, and it had happened to fall on the same day. The session was a boozy lunch, followed by the normal team building activities. The problem was it was in Warrington, which was a 90 minute coach journey away. The return coach was scheduled to leave at 5:30, arriving back at 7, and she'd arranged to meet in a local Wetherspoons at 7:30. The team building had actually been a really good day. She worked as an accountants PA, so itt was a very male orientated job. Infact there were only 3 women on the trip. Sue, who was the boss, and a very formidable woman. You would certainly not cross her, and Katerina, a Hungarian graduate, who's English was tenuous at best. As an 18 year old trainee Abby had felt quite vulnerable on a coach with 19 men, but it had been fine, she'd received a lot of attention and been made to feel very welcome. She'd had 2 glasses of wine at lunch, and she really wasn't used to drinking. She felt OK though, as she'd drank about 2 pints of water in the afternoon whilst outside doing the physical tasks; she did, however, groaned a little at the suggestion to go to a local pub before the bus came. She really wasn't used to drinking and with a night out tonight planned more alcohol was not what she needed. Nevertheless, Andy was buying a round so she joined in. As soon as they got into the pub Abby made her excuses and dashed to the little girls room, It was only when she sat and released her pent up urine she realised how badly she'd had to go, it felt glorious, and she peed and peed and peed for ages. As she re-entered the bar she was greeted by Andy, who proudly handed her a pint of lager. "A pint" she gasped, "Of course" replied Andy, "You're one of the boys now". Abby groaned inwardly at this, a pint of lager was the last thing she would have chosen, but, she was happy to be included so she accepted and gulped it down. Just as she was finishing this one, the regional manager Steve approached with another. "I'm really pleased you've settled in so well Abby" he said, "Its a pleasure to have some women on these trips, they're always so testosterone fueled. She settled back and had a bit of a chat, getting on the good side of the management was going to be a great move. With about half a pint left, the coach pulled up outside. Sue made a beeline for the ladies, and Abby made to follow her, but John grabbed her arm. "Come on Abs, coach is here" he said, "lets get to the back like the cool kids". Abby thought about protesting, but she didn't really need to go, she'd only just been, it was only precautionary, and a 90 minute journey was absolutely nothing. She'd be fine she told herself, chugging down the end of her beer, and following on. Half an hour later, and Abby was starting to worry that she'd made a mistake. Her bladder was making itself known BIG TIME. Had she still been in the pub she'd be heading for the ladies, but she wasn't, and while she wasn't bursting yet, she was really concerned with how quickly her need had developed over the past 30 minutes. None of the guys seemed to notice though, and she was still involved in the conversation, so it wasn't an issue, she tried to tell herself. Another half an hour passed, but, as she feared, her need was building with each passing minute, and she was now bursting to go. Really bursting. She'd gone really quiet, and was pressing her legs together tightly. Her mind was racing. She needed to go so badly, but there was nowhere she could go. A glance at her watch told her there was still half an hour to go, and that was going to be torture. She'd be fine if her need didn't increase, but she knew it was going to. It was the lager, she thought, why had she downed 2 full pints, why didn't she have her precautionary wee before she left. Oh god, this couldn't be happening. She was snapped out of her silent turmoil by John, "Are you OK Abby?" he asked "You've gone very quiet all of a sudden". "Ooh, ah, erm, yeah" stammered Abby, "I'm just, erm, tired, that's all" she added. "It has been a long day" said John, "Drink in the afternoon always does that to me, could be worse though, I'm busting for a piss" he added smiling, trying to make her feel better. It didn't though, if anything she felt worse, she couldn't admit her need to a group of male work colleagues, she just couldn't, but now he was going to be open about his. Ten minutes later, and her need had risen to almost new heights, she was at the stage now where she'd be dropping whatever she was doing and running to the ladies room wherever she was, she was absolutely bursting, verging on desperate, and for the first time was seriously beginning to doubt whether she would be able to wait. as she tried to think this through, she noticed to her horror, the coach was slowing to a stop. The tannoy system crackled into life. "OK gents" started the driver, we've hit a bit of a delay, there's been an accident, shouldn't take too long to get through though, bear with me and I'll have you home as quick as I can. An audible groan went up, as the coach ground to a halt. The news was a disaster for Abby, who had been conting down the seconds towards their 7 o'clock arrival, that seemed nigh on impossible, but to add a delay to that was terrifying. They sat still for 5 minutes, before Andy stood up, "its no good" he declared, I absolutely have to piss, I literally can't hold it, and he dashed off the the front. "Me too" chimed Colin, "oh fuck, I'm glad you said that" added Steve, "my eyes are floating", in total 6 guys dashed to the front and started arguing with the driver. Abby's mind was whirring, would he stop for them, there must be a services close by, oh god, a toilet would be luxury, thank god for John she thought, The driver will have to stop for us now. As she convinced herself that a toilet was imminent, she was absolutely horrified to see the doors open, and the 6 lads jump off. She watched in horror as they dashed to the hard shoulder. John was unzipping his fly as he ran, and one by one they pulled out their willies and let rip, 6 furious desperate gushers. Abby almost started to cry. How she longed to join them, but there was nowhere for a desperate girl to squat. Without thinking she pressed a hand between her legs, something she'd only ever done when absolutley frantic. She was approaching crisis point, if all the boys were weeing here did that mean they wouldn't stop at a toilet? The thought was almost too much to bear, Oh God she needed to go, she found herself actually contemplating popping a squat. There was no shame, all the boys had been, and she'd drunk just as much as them, could she ask them to stand guard. God the thought was horrifying, no, she couldn't do it, she had to wait, she hoped the other girls would need to go too, Suddenly, out of nowhere, Katerina stood up. "OH NO" she shouted "Me go too, me pee pee now, oh no, oh no" Abby watched aghast, surely not, she couln't be, girls didn't wee in public. Katerina dashed down the aisle though frantically unbuckling her belt. "I sorry, I sorry" she gasped. Sue stood up too. Katerina, get back in here at once" she commanded, but poor Katerina looked like she'd gone beyond the point of no return, she pulled down her jeans as she clambered off the bus, and immediately dropped to her haunches, letting out the most unbelievable blast of pee. Her legs were shaking as her eyes rolled back into her head. Abby looked out of the window, she could see everything. Katerina had literally no privacy, her most intimate parts on display to a busy motorway full of people. Horns started to blast, and abby could clearly see the middle aged man in the old VW beetle next to her filming on his phone, the lads from the bus all headed back, and also started to jeer her, but her stream blasted on and on. The poor girl must've been beside herself. Abby had never peed in public before. Girls just didn't do that, whatever happened she had to hold on until she was in a proper toilet. She was very very desperate now though, so there could be no pretense, she had to make the bus stop at the next available ladies room! All the boys made their way back to their seats as Katrina sheepishly boarded the coach, there was a quite obvious wet patch between her legs where she had obviously started to wet herself. She was greeted at the door by Sue, with a face like thunder. "What the fuck was that" she boomed "You can't just drop your knickers and piss in the street, you're representing the company, its an absolute disgrace. "I sorry" gasped Katarina, tears flowing down her face "I needed peepee, I no wait" "You're a 32 year old women" scalded Sue, "not a 12 year old boy, women don't just piss in public, they hold it until they reach a proper facility." "I know" said Katarina, "but I needed so bad, I no wait any more". "Its just not good enough Katarina, you will get an official warning for this" . "But, boys they pee pee" said Katarina, trying to argue; Sue shot her down "Don't you dare take that tone with me, we all know its diffierent men, women must hold. I didn't need to drop my knickers on a crowded motorway, young Abby there has managed to sit quietly without flashing herself to the world, neither of us have started to piss in their knickers, just sit down and have a long hard think about what you've just done". As Katarina sat down, Abby felt she was reaching the end of her tether. She was absolutely desperate to make the coach stop, and almost didnt care where, she was at the point where a ladies room would be a luxury, anywhere but in her pants would do. She longed to run down the coach tell Sue of her need, but she had been horrified by the way she'd reacted to poor Katerina. She had been screeched at and was facing a disciplinary, but oh god, what Abby would do to swap places with her now and have an empty bladder. Instead it felt like there was an entire reservoir between her hips, and it was all pressing against her tiny little wee hole, screaming to get out. It was only 5 minutes until the bus was on its way again, but it could have been 5 hours. Her whole world was centered between her legs, and the incredible fight her tortured young vagina was fighting. The tannoy system crackled into life again. "Traffic has cleared folks, we'll be back home in about 15 minutes" said the driver cheerily. "Christ Abs" said John, breaking her out of her internal termoil for a second, "I'll tell you what I was desperate back there, I don't know what I'd have done if the driver didn't let us off, theres no way I'd have been able to hold on another 15 minutes, I'd have had to have let go on the coach. I swear to god, I'd have pissed my pants for sure. Do you not need to go too? you drank the same as us, you were guzzling down that water earlier." Abby's mind was racing. He'd caught her on the hop, she couldn't just come out with it and tell him, however much her body was screaming at her to admit her need, to tell everyone she was more desperate than she'd been in her entire life, to make the bus stop, and to wee and wee and wee, but she had to stay professional. "erm, well, yes actually" she replied, blushing beet red, "I'm afraid I'll have to make a dash for the little girls room when we get back, I'll be OK though" her body was sending out urgent distress signals like it couldn't believe what she had said. She wouldn't be alright, hell she wasn't alright now, she was absolutely desperate. Easily as desperate as she'd ever been in her entire life, with no way of finding relief for 15 minutes, and putting on a pretense that she didn't need to go badly at all. John, now freshly relieved, wouldn't leave her alone though, "wow, you're a better person than me then, they say you girls are made of strong stuff, honestly, I thought I was going to wet myself. Oh the relief when I could let it out, God it felt amazing." Abby's bottom lip started to tremble as she fought back tears, how she longed for that feeling. "I tell you what though, what about Katerina, can you believe that, I've never seen anything like it, just knickers down, arse out, pissing away in public, the dirty bitch." "Nice bush though" chirped Colin, who'd also found relief, "I got a sneaky pic, I'll be sticking that online later on, If she's gonna get her gash out in public, shes gonna get it shown off." "she must've have been bursting" added Steve, did you see the size of the wet patch, she'd actually started to piss herself." "She probably got off on it, the dirty cow, "I've heard those foreigners are into that sort of thing", added another man. Abby could barely believe what she was hearing. What she thought were a lovely group of lads were disgusting, middle aged perverts. If they talked like that about a middle aged woman with a hairy bush, how would they react to her tender, perfectly shaved slit. There was absolutely no way she could allow them that satisfaction, she had to hold on, she just HAD to. Another 5 minutes passed by agonisingly slowly, and poor Abby was frantic now, absolutely beside herself, she was now not only as desperate as she had ever been, but also, more desperate than she had ever imagined possible, She'd been trying to press between her legs for the past few minutes, but John kept looking over. Each wave seemed to be more intense than the last and her vision was starting to blur. She had to do something to help her tiring muscles, so she tried to bring up her foot onto the chair, as she lifted her bum off the seat all of the urine seemed to pour to her entrance, a strong burning sensation spread through her abdomen, and hssssssssss, she couldn't stop it, just for a split second, a tiny spurt had escaped, she was powerless to resist, she'd actually started to wet herself. "MMMMMPPPPPPPPHHHHHH" she grunted, "OH NO", as she slammed her foot beneath her, and dropped her tender, fleshy labia down hard onto the heel. "AAAAHHHHHHH" she gasped, as her tortured private parts finally had some help, and it brought her back from the brink. Only at that point did she notice John staring. "Are you OK Abby?" he asked, "what's up?", "Oh, err, well, nothing really" she stammered as another urged pulsed over her, and she ground her frantic pussy into her heel, "Its OK" said John, perfectly aware what the issue was, "you'll make it, just hang on." At that point, her phone started to ring, she looked down to see 'Mike Calling'. It was 7:20, she was supposed to be meeting them in ten minutes, she'd completely forgotten. She was barely capable of logical thought any more. All she could think about was keeping her knickers dry. She answered the phone. "ABBY BABES, HIYA" beamed Mike, obviously delighted to talk to his friend, "WHERE ARE YOU?" "Erm, still on the bus" stammered Abby, trying to sound normal. "Still?" enquired Mike, well I hope you'e coming straight here, it ain't my birthday without you here." YES, that was it, thought Abby, Wetherspoons was this side of town, she was only 2 minutes away, if she could get dropped off there she'd be in the toilet within 3 minutes, Oh my god, she was going to make it. "yes Mike" she shouted a little too loudly, "I'll get dropped there" "OH YAY" shouted Mike, as he started to ramble, "Mike" gasped Abby, "Mike please" trying to calm him down, "there isn't a queue is there?" "What?" replied Mike, "A queue to get in" she replied, she knew it got busy on a Friday night, "Mike, theres no way I can stand in a queue" The thought of it sent a shiver through her, she'd pee her pants for sure. "Mike please, its really important, did you queue to get in." "No babe, No queue, why?" doesn't matter" she replied "see you soon". She hung up the phone with a new optimism, and scanned out of the window, they were nearly there, but she was at the back of the bus, she had to make the driver stop, it'd all happened so soon. she whipped her foot from underneath her and stood up. Her bladder protested as it was shaken and pressed, another desperate, burning urge overtook her, and she pressed her hand hard into her crotch, she started down the aisle, but after about 5 steps, she had to stop and break into a full pee dance."OH NO, OH No" she moaned as she pressed both hands into her crotch and bent double "oh god oh god oh god," she staggered down the coach, ignoring the jeers of the other passengers. "WHAT ON EARTH" shouted Sue, but as she approached the driver, literally she didn't have a second to spare. "Please stop the bus" she gasped. "Not yet love" replied the driver, "it'll only be 5 minutes." "PLEASE" she shouted, "I need to get off here" Her body was shaking as the thought of denial tormented her, "I'm meeting friends in Wetherspoons", "I can't I'm af....." the driver started to talk, as Abby's bladder pulsed again, another split second burst blasted into her knickers. "PLEASE" she sobbed, talking over him, barely stopping for air, "PLEASE STOP, I mean pleasee, erm, please" It was no good she was going to have to beg. A single tear rolled down her cheek, "Please, if you don't stop now I am going to wee myself, its coming out, please, please have mercy, i have about 30 seconds and its over, I need a wee, I need a wee, oh god please, please, just let me go to the toilet, please just stop the bus, don't make me wet myself, Arrgh, it hurts, I'm absolutely desperate, you don't understand, you have to stop the bus now" "OK, OK, for fuck's sake, girls on these trips are a fucking nightmare, just hold it for 30 seconds while I park up. "Ohmygodyes" she blurted out, "Thankyou thankyou thankyou." she was almost climbing the walls clawing at the door when he finally pulled over, with her right hand actually inside her knickers pressing as hard as she could directly onto her bursting peehole. She staggered off the coach barely aware if she was weeing or not. She was in a blind panic, her bladder screamed at her, it NEEDED to be emptied, her pussy burned and throbbed and pulsed, her legs were shaking as she tried frantically to keep control. Desperately she turned and headed towards Wetherspoons. She could barely walk, it was more of a desperate waddle, keeping her thighs pressed firmly together. She wanted so badly just to drop everything and run, but there was no way her bladder could take it. "Come on, come on," she whimpered to herself, willing herself on, she had to hold on, she had to, girls always found that bit of extra strength. "just a few more seconds, hold it, you can do it." she was willing herself on, silently praying to God, Allah, Buddah, anyone or anything, just to keep her peehole squeezed shut for just a few more seconds. She staggered round the corner and there it was, Wetherspoons, and Mike was right, there was no queue. "Oh thank fuck" she gasped, "Come on Abby" Her bladder thrashed and screamed, almost as if it knew relief was close, "please, please, please", she took her hand away from her vagina as she approached the pub, in an attempt to look normal. The loos were just inside the door, she was going to be OK she thought as she waddled through the doors, when a bouncer stepped infront of her, blocking her path. "ID please love". "WHAT! NO!" She gasped, this couldn't be happening, she was literally seconds away from pissing herself, "Oh god, no" she gasped again. "Excuse me?" asked the bouncer. "Oh shit, please" there was no pretense any more, "Please, please, please, just let me in, I have ID but I'm literally desperate for the toilet, I've been on a coach for so long and it was stuck in traffic and loads of people got to wee, but I didn't, and I'm bursting, Plleeeeeease" "That's very interesting, Love." he said very condescendingly, "But I have to insist on your ID, just doing my job, its illegal to let you in if you look under 25 and I haven't checked" Her mind raced, and her bladder screamed. "Please" she said as she pressed her hand back into her crotch, "Please" she couldn't even think straight, her legs were shaking, her need seemed to be rising as her bladder fought to void itself, her tight little vagina was clenched, but it was hurting so badly. "Look, you're not getting in without ID, so if you have ID you need to get it now, and if you don't then you need to move on. I've seen it a thousand times before love, I'm not falling for your pathetic fake pee dance" The telling off was like a punch in the gut. there was no way she could take her hands away now, her legs were shaking, her whole body was convulsing, her pussy throbbed and burned. She opened her mouth to try and talk, but instead just burst into tears. She was hysterical."pleaseI'mnotlyingpleasehelpweeIneedohgodpleasenopee" her words garbled into one, tears rolled down her cheeks, her body became more and more frantic, then, without warning, pssssssssssss, she lost it, her little peehole gave up, just for a few seconds as her pee blasted into her knickers, her eyes shot wide open as she froze in place "no no no no no no no NO!" "Oh fuck no, oh god, its coming out!", Her eyes bulged wide, staring at the man, silently begging him for mercy, tears flowed down her cheeks, she was shaking as she pressed her hand harder into her pussy. her jeans felt really wet, and her whole abdomen now ached, she couldn't take it, pssssssss, another furious blast escaped her, this time worse than before, it was a full 7 seconds of hissing, thrashing red hot girl pee flooding her knickers. the wet spot spread now, and started to run down her legs. "I can't help it she cried, please, oh fuck no, please I'm peeing myself" "Christ Dan, she's pissing her pants" said the other bouncer, he looked down and saw the wet patch spreading and spreading, "Shit, you really do need to go don't you?" asked the bouncer, "Go on love, you better run in before you make a mess" "I-I can't" she stammered, It was too late, she was frozen to the spot, the pain too intense to move, it was over, the worst pang of pain she'd ever felt shot through her most intimate parts and then she closed her eyes, it wasn't worth fighting it any more, a warmth spread accross her abdomen as piss furiously gushed into her knickers, it was forcing its way out, thrashing down her legs pouring into her shoes, she was completley out of control. The pain slowly started to subside, as what felt like litre after litre of furious, gushing, hissing, red hot pee thrashed into her knickers. She felt herself going weak at the knees as her head spun, she was mortified, absolutely devastated, she couldn't believe what had happened, but at the same time, it felt so, so good for the pain to be over, her whole body awash with sensations of pleasure, as the seering hot liquid massaged her now super horny, and very releived girlhood. On and on the flood went as she stopped fighting and just let it happen. After about a minute her stream dwindled, and she clenched herself shut again, becoming painfully aware of her surroundings. Her cheeks blushed cherry red, in a mixture of embarrassment, humiliation and arousal. "Oh my god, that dirty bitch just, like, totally pissed herself" said a voice behind her, "Can you believe it, she must've been bursting" added another, "Bursting?" questioned a third voice, "a grown woman just pissed herself, you can't be that bursting, you can always hold on if you try, she must've got off on it, what a vile creature" Tears flowed down her face, as she ran back home, humiliated beyond belief. When she got home she thought about what had happened, and although she was devastated, she was pleased she'd avoided wetting herself on the bus, as she got in the shower, she fingered herself to one of the biggest orgasms of her life.. She felt so dirty, and it felt wrong, but at the same time the relief and the warmth had felt so so good. As she calmed down, she saw a text from Mike. "Where are you babe? Are you coming?" she giggled to herself, "like you wouldn't believe, Mike, but I'll never be going to Wetherspoons again!"
  4. Recent finds on Pornhub: here's the link to her page. No warning added this time, because she doesn't get naked and shows only herself wetting, but really nice :) Desperate Pee in Panties.mp4 25.4 MB Desperate piss in tight shorts.mp4 11.6 MB Desperation Piss Part I.mp4 30.8 MB Trying to hold piss in panties.mp4 18.5 MB
  5. So a topic i recently read a debate called "Age in omorashi drawings" and it really got me thinking to the morality behind omorashi and its various forms. Now, there are a lot of videos of desperate people shot meant for humour, to be obnoxious etc. The point is, a video not intended to be used for sexual purposes. I'm very familiar with omo.orgs policy about such videos and i'm not trying to argue that we should have them on this site or that we shouldn't. My thought is just that videos of real desperation are, always have been and always will be out there on youtube and similar sites. I have a few questions about this subject i'd like to share and compare views with this community. 1. Do you ever watch real desp videos not intended for arousal? My Answer: Yes, sometimes on youtube. 2.Do you believe it is right or wrong to watch such videos? My answer: It's ok to do it as long as the video was taken and uploaded consensually/legally. I believe that if a video was made to be shared then anyone welcome to view it should be able to enjoy it however they like. Even in a way that the creator of the video did not intend on. 3.Do you believe it is ok to watch these videos with minors in them? My Answer: I believe there is no law against watching such videos, even if you do it for arousal. With that said, i don't watch those videos and don't believe it is right for other adults into omorashi to do so because, to me it crosses a line to watch videos containing real minors for omorashi purposes. When i was a teenager, i did however watch youtube videos containing desperate teens girls, but they were around my age at the time. The only argument i can really give as to this being wrong is my own personal feelings and dislike for such videos containing minors. I can't think of anyway it is objectively wrong to watch real desp with minors, as such videos are legal and were intended to be shared for people to watch. This one is a gray zone for me. Those are pretty much my opinions on the matter. I'm interested in seeing what everyone else has to say.
  6. This happened to me just last week. I was busting my ass all day at work and never got the chance to run to the bathroom, the ENTIRE day. I had a full days bladder and I hadn't really noticed how badly I needed to go because I was so distracted. Anyway, I finished my shift around 5pm and was about to head home, but I realized my car was absolutely dead out of gas - like I was hardly making it to the station down the road. I'm one of those lazy people who waits until the last second to do a lot of things so this was a regular occurrence for me. The need to pee was getting stronger once I was sitting by myself and not super busy and distracted but I still ignored it (big mistake). I really had to stop and get gas and I was confident that I could just be quick about it and jump back in my car to go home. So I get to the pump down the street and there's already two other cars there. I pulled up to the pump facing the road as my car was drastically flashing the "Low Fuel" sign at me. Trying to be quick I began to fumble about my car in search of what I needed. I grabbed my card to pay at the pump (thank god I didn't go inside) and I hopped out of my tiny car onto the pavement. Gasoline fumes assaulted my nose and the sound of cars whizzing by filled my ears. As soon as I stood up I realized I would be doing the potty dance for the next few minutes that I'd be out of the vehicle. Trying to power through the experience, I jammed my card into the machine and grabbed the gas pump. As I inserted the nozzle into my car the need to pee was getting unbearable. I tried to be subtle about my desperation because there were other people around me and I was already facing a busy road. "Halfway there" I thought to myself as I looked at the rising numbers "I can do this" I stopped dancing for just a moment to look at the pump to see my progress and I felt a spurt of wetness dampen my panties. I quickly tried to stop the stream but that little spurt was all my body needed to let the flood gates open. It started slow but quickly got out of hand. I stood there next to my car, frozen like a statue as my panties drenched and overflowed into my dress-trousers. I felt a stream of wetness run down the back of my thighs. Two streams down the front of each pant leg. And a stream at the source, my crotch, easily passing through the fabric and directly hitting the pavement with a little tinkling "splash" sound. I looked down in heated embarrassment as I saw massive wet spots forming and a puddle on the ground where I had been standing. My bladder finally emptied itself without any consideration for me. The streams slowed down and finally came to a stop with a few moments of dripping. Drip. I literally couldn't move I was so humiliated. Drip. Oh god how Is this possible? Drip. Shit, did anyone see me? *a final little stream came out of fear, hitting the puddle beneath me rather loudly* I looked up and saw a guy next to me getting out of his SUV at that moment. Another guy at the next pump over glancing in my direction. I ripped the nozzle out of my car and slammed it back into the fuel pump. My only goal was to get out of public and away from wondering eyes as soon as possible. I was too scared to even look at the stopped cars on the road as I jumped into my vehicle as quickly as I could and started to drive home. I sat for a thirty minute drive with soaked trousers and panties in humiliation and shame, thinking about all of the people who could have seen me. Hoping that there isn't some security footage of the incident but I can't help but wonder if there is... A lesson learned, always make time for the little things or they will make time for themselves...
  7. So usually I just lurk around on this site, occasionally posting on existing topics, but I never made my own. Until now. I gathered my courage and decided to share an experience with you guys. I got in contact with a guy my age (both 22), and during a conversation he mentioned having to pee, so I challenged him to an innocent little holding contest. I've done those before with other people, and usually I win, though this time it turned out slightly different. Instead of describing the experience, I figured I showed you the chat history. The following takes place over a course of 2,5 hours. I hope you enjoy reading how this holding contest turned out. :) Him: Need to pee now lol Me: Me too, little bit. How bad do you need to go on scale from 1 to 10? Him: 6 Me: I am on a 5. Can feel the need to pee but not very urgent. Wanna see who can hold the longest? ;) Him: Sure Me: I am at a disadvantage as I am having a drink right now lol Him: Im playing video games and my bathroom is right next to me Me: Well I hope your games don't have a pause button ;) Him: Lol they do its how im messaging you Me: ah right, of course. lol How far will you go with our holding contest. Hopefully until you wet ;) Him: Hope so. You plan on wetting? Me: Don't think I am in the opportunity to wet myself right now. But I will take it far enough until I start leaking before I go. Don't wanna lose our holding contest Him: I hope you wet ;) Me: I bet you do lol. Do you have a strong bladder? Him: I think so wbu? Me: I think my bladder is fairly strong. I can usually hold quite long Him: Mmm nice Me: Will be interesting to see who breaks first. Either by wetting or using bathroom Him: Ikr Me: Well, I am a 6 now too Him: Keep it up ;) Me: Should we agree to both take a glass of water after a set period of time? To increase both our needs Him: I just had a drink. So drink now Me: Okay I will. Me: I did. How are you holding up? Him: Still like 6 Me: If I may ask, what are you wearing atm? Him: Cargo shorts Me: Those are fun to wet :P Him: Ikr? Me: I am wearing trackpants and boxerbriefs Him: Also fun to wet Me: When should we take our next drink? Him: 10 minutes? Me: Alright. In 10 minutes we both take our next drink Him: K Me: I just had another drink Him: I drank too. At 7 Me: Same here... Lets both take 2 drinks in 10 minutes, shall we? Him: Deal Me: Bladder is starting to hurt a little xP Him: Im good Me: Well I do not intend to give up so gotta conitnue holding Him: Likewise Me: Time to drink my 2 glasses of water.. Him: Same. How you holding up? Me: There. Finished the second glass of water. I can definitely feel my swollen bladder now. You? Him: Mmm i think I'm gonna win Me: I dare you to take an extra glass to equal the odds :P Him: Only if you promise to wet if you lose ;) Me: Damn... Alright, I promise Him: Deal Me: Its because of that damn soda I had when you were 6/10 and I was 5/10. That probably went straight through me. Hopefully your need will be more urgent soon too Him: We'll see Me: both 2 more drinks in 10 min again? Him: Yes Me: You still doing good? Him: Yup. You? Me: No increased urge yet Him: Same Me: Time for our next two drinks... Him: Yup Me: Done drinking the second glass. I can definitely feel the need when I stood up to get that drink Him: 7? Me: A big 7, yeah Him: Same Me: My family is home sooner than I expected.. Now I must hold it until they're off to bed... Which will probably take like another hour. Him: Oh shit lol Me: Lets slow down on all those glasses of water for a moment :P Him: Lol fine Me: Otherwise I won't make it another hour and then I can't do a wetting. Still going to be a struggle anyway sitting here for an hour xD Me: Hope you catch up with me on the need to pee. How are you holding up? Any squirming? Him: A bit Me: Me more than just a bit. I don't wanna lose.. ;_; Him: I wanna win Me: I want you to wet those cargo shorts xD Him: Maybe I will Me: Awesome Me: I am getting in trouble. definitely 8 now. I stood up to grab a towel for when I need to take a shower soon. Couldn't walk straight Me: 9,5 now. Walking was a hell. The bladder movement was terrible. Him: Im at an 8.5 Me: Any squirming, fidgeting? Him: Yeah Me: Lots of it here. leaked a little... Me: Not going good... Me: oh man... Him: Ooh. Hope i win. Im taking another drink Me: In that case I try to hold on just a little longer.. Me: If I could cheat by tickling you I'd so do it. Only a miracle can save me now Him: Mmm fuck lol im squirming Me: any leaks? Him: A little Me: Starting to lose it. shit shit shit Me: Gonna run into the shower. speak to you when I am done wetting. you win Him: I win? Fuck! Awesome. Wetting... As you can see, the soda I had when his urge was still larger than mine got me in trouble, because it immediately went to my bladder. My urge gradually increased from 5 to 7. When I reached 8 things started going fast and within 30 minutes I found myself into a lot of trouble on a 9,5, eventually I started leaking uncontrollably and had to rush to the bathroom. I lost... He was squirming at the end too, feeling very uncomfortable and he gave in the moment I lost. Hopefully you enjoyed this experience. Feedback is appreciated.
  8. I don't know if this kind of video is against the rules of omo.org. Please, feel free to report to moderators this post if that's the case and remove it from the site. I apologize in advance. Recently I found this video of breathplay in which the model ends up pissing herself. The pee trickle is shown around 05:45. WARNING: there is no nudity in this video, but this kind of behaviour, despite arousing for many people, is really dangerous and can lead to death. I don't mean to judge anyone, I'm really concerned some people might find it so attractive to try it out and have major consequences. I know that it can be funny if doing in the right way (not for me, but I respect other people's taste), but it can still be dangerous. Bagged and pissing.mp4 18.7 MB
  9. Recent find: here's the link to her Pornhub page. Very nice, attractive, sexy and attractive girl, who loves to pee :) WARNING: nudity and masturbation. No screenshots this time because I'm in a bit of a rush, sorry. Pissing From Behind.mp4 2.7 MB Dildo fucking with full bladder.mp4 16.5 MB Outdoor Pee.mp4 590 Kb Pissing All Over The Floor.mp4 26.2 MB Pussy Spreading and Pissing.mp4 4.1 MB Tits out and peeing.mp4 5.9 MB
  10. I dont know what they are peeing in to but this has been one of the best videos I have seen in a long g time. http://www.xvideos.com/video33647585/urinal_0001_5awjambp8e#_tabComments
  11. Heyy everyone!! This one is probably a lot tamer than most of my recent posts. I've been caught in a dreadful conflict: On one hand, I urgently desire to do more daring pee adventures again. On the other, getting caught last time has left me mortified. Lately, I've been doing my pee stuff exclusively in the privacy of my apartment, such as peeing in sinks, attempting to use bottles (thus far, with immense disaster! haha ), and similar things. While these have been fun, none of them quite scratch that itch, ya know? This afternoon/evening, I had one of my guy friends over, which was nice, but I was feeling suuuuper horny because I hadn't given any special attention "down there," nor had I indulged in any pee fantasies for longer than I generally like. In the name of not compromising our friendship (or at least avoiding the awkwardness), I couldn't exactly wet in front of him, so I initially resigned myself strictly to holding. Shortly before he arrived, I took a quick leak in the bathroom sink to hold me over for the afternoon . I rinsed down the pee, washed my hands, and downed a full glass of water...thus the wait began. I answered the door, let him in, and offered him a drink. We both indulged. He drank a glass of tea. I drank a glass and a half of water. At that point, I didn't have any real urge to pee, but I was eager for it to start. After about 40 minutes of hanging out, it did. It was mild at first and I pushed it to the back of my mind. It didn't take long, however, for the modest trickle into my bladder to suddenly feel like a raging torrent, my kidneys working double time. Not 10 minutes had passed before I arrived at the point I would normally excuse myself to the restroom. I maintained my composure, resisting the urge to fidget, and smiling a little brighter because of my secret. Another 5 minutes, and it was on the threshold of becoming urgent. I started squirming in in my seat, hoping my naturally-energetic disposition could hide the fact I was virtually dancing with desperation. As the seconds ticked by, I started getting more distracted from our conversation--and thankful we were at the kitchen table so I could discreetly hold myself...which I was doing with ever-increasing vigor. Simultaneously, however, I was beginning to grow almost frustrated. I strongly prefer to pee/wet in unconventional/exciting places, which often involves holding, but holding simply for the sake of holding doesn't do much for me. Finally, I couldn't take it any longer. I knew if I didn't call it quits and make a mad dash to the toilet then, I would end up with that awkward encounter I was hoping to avoid. I wasn't quite sure how I was going to pull it off. It felt as if I'd bust open and gush warm fluid everywhere if I so much as moved a single finger from my lady bits, where they were firmly planted. Screw it! I thought, We can laugh off my desperation. Wetting will be a lot harder to explain. Just as I was about to leap up and announce how urgently I needed to relieve myself and make a crazy sprint to the facilities, hand very visibly and firmly thrust into the crotch of my yoga pants, he stood up and said, "Hey, I'll be right back." NO! I wanted to scream, knowing full well he was headed for the bathroom I so desperately needed. Instead, I managed a half-hearted smile and began cursing profusely in my mind, urgently scanning the room for other options. As he turned away from the table, I began bouncing up and down and quivering, shamelessly holding myself, praying he wouldn't notice. He didn't. As I heard his footsteps growing fainter as he traipsed down the hall, I considered my options. Going outside would very seriously risk detection from a neighbor. The sink was a possibility, but with how badly I needed to go and how thin my walls are, I feared he would be able to hear my torrent barraging the metal, not to mention, if he happened out before I finished, explaining why my naked butt was up there would've been quite a challenge. As I heard him gently close the bathroom door behind him, I bolted up for the only option I saw, speeding across the room, barely able to move my legs, with my hand practically inside of me in attempt to plug my urethra, in what was probably the most awkward run ever. I removed my hand from my crotch long enough to rip my pants and panties down, scared to death I was going to leak all over the floor. Miraculously, I didn't. I flipped around fast enough to make my head spin, and hunched over, nearly sitting with my butt wedged between the leaves of the large potted plant I keep in the kitchen. Of all the places I've peed in my apartment, this was a first for the plant. My dissatisfaction in simply holding quickly bloomed into immense excitement as the first shot of pee ruptured from my nether region, pattered against the leaves, and cascaded into the soil, quickly pooling violently. I shut my eyes and breathed a silent, but immense sigh as my bladder began to find relief. Shortly after, I heard his pee begin tinkling into the toilet in the other room, heightening the experience. I hovered there, my rear shrouded by the fern, pee spitting out fervently, chills and excitement sending tremors through my frame. I was urinating so heavily that the soil couldn't soak it in quickly enough and the tinkling of fluid became audible. I quickly shifted my stance, successfully avoiding any spills. I grinned to myself ridiculously...until I heard him stop peeing. I felt like I was going to be there forever and I couldn't let him find me like this. I tried pushing harder, but I was already nearly going at full force. Then I heard the toilet flush. Then the sink turn on. I was getting pretty close, but I was afraid I wouldn't quite have enough time to finish, clean up, and--shoot. I began cursing under my breath as adrenaline shot through my body. I didn't bring anything to wipe with. The sink stopped and I was still trickling. I needed to think of something immediately. I awkwardly bent over while I was peeing and managed to reach my phone in my pocket. I suspected I may have shot a little pee out of the pot, but I didn't have time to check. As I heard him open the door, I frantically tried to reach my messenger app. Hallelujah. My chat with him was already open. Trembling, I shot him a text that simply said, "No," the only thing that came to mind, probably because I was thinking no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no... I finally shot off the last few spurts of pee as I heard his phone ping and his footsteps stop. I resigned myself to wet panties, yanked my clothes up, and patted myself dry through my clothes as I heard him say, "Why did you send me, 'No'?" "What?" I said, my voice quivering. "Oh," A fake laugh, "I must've sent that to the wrong person." I quietly leapt to the sink and began washing my hands, sighing with relief that my long-shot plan worked. As he walked back into the room, I shot a quick glance back where I was just peeing. There was a visible wet spot in the dirt and some of the leaves were wet, but I didn't see any drops from when I thought I missed, and it wasn't particularly noticeable, overall. The only problem now was how badly I wanted to pleasure myself. I may or may not have played a little "down there" with my fingers once we resumed our places back at the table .
  12. Really bursting

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    Had been bursting to go having been stuck on the motorway and having started to wet myself I didn't want to waist the opportunity for a filming session as there was going to be a need for a clean up anyway!

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  13. Really bursting View File My first attempt at a wetting video Submitter wetchris Submitted 03/19/2018 Category Desperation Clothing Unspecified  
  14. Hi guys, I started this topic because I'm very curious about a thing. As many of you have probably already noticed, though all the members of this site have in common their pee fetish, no one's fetish is identical to that of anyone else. I mean, everybody has his personal taste and his preferences, within the pee topic. For example, while some of us prefer jeans wetting, others prefer panty wetting or even naked wetting. And so on. I noticed that there are very few videos, links and conversations about the kind of "omo" games I prefer, and that's why I'm curious to know how many of you share my same passion. Like many, here, I feel aroused by the sense of humiliation and shame that derives by admitting to need to go really bad, and most of all by wetting. Since I am quite into domination, (as long as it doesn't involve ugly latex suits or any kind of pain), I love teasing during desperation. And that's valid for teasing as much as for being teased, since I like dominating as well as being dominated. I mean, having a great urge to pee is a situation of fragility, and "torturing" your "funmate" or being tortured by her/him in a moment like that is very arousing for me. It's important for me to point out that for teasing I don't mean anything immoral: as I have already told, no pain, no hurting or being hurted (apart, maybe for some light spanking that can be fun) and especially everything, in any case, must be consensual. Tieing a girl while she's very desperate, and hearing her begging for the toilet and denying her the use of it, then pushing a finger against her bladder to make her feel even more desperate... Pouring some drops of cold water on her belly and legs to make her urge get worse... Until she can't take it anymore and totally loses control and goes... That's just the best I can imagine, and in a not far past I had the luck to have a girlfriend like that who played with me. Sometimes she underwent the torture, sometimes she inflicted it to me. I couldn't say if I prefer to be dominator or dominated. I like alternating. In that kind of game, I prefer the teased one to be naked, as he/she is more exposed, and when he/she loses control, his/her intimate parts are totally exposed while peeing and the sense of humiliation is even bigger. Well, to make it short, this is the kind of omo I prefer, I could call it "pee cruelty". I hope it's not too extreme for the most of you... And since I noticed there are few videos like that (but actually some good fiction), I wonder if some of you share my passion. And if you happen to know some video, pic, fiction or wetting experience matching this description I'd be pleased if you'd let me know :) Pleease answer, I don't have original ideas to post topics very often, so I'd be glad to see some feedback ^^
  15. one video I was finding on another platform (but I can't find that one again, maybe that video got deleted somehow)? it was named "heavy delivery", while I think that the uploader also made at least another video (and some others were recommanded, because of being similar to this video). the other video was about reading a story, that shown guy was reading a text, while fake laughter was implemented as sound, also he've lost some pieces of clothes and he seems to be shy about it. the "heavy delivery" guy seems to be the same guy I think, but I can't find his nickname, only that one of this videos were shared on a page named "xnxx". both videos include genitals and peeing, only one guy is visible in each video. the "heavy delivery" guy was carrying a heavy object (similar to a part of a statue?) and the camera seems to represnt the person he's talking to. his shorts got lowered within the video, also his underwear is falling down too, this guy is uncut and peeing a clear stream later, making it look like it's "an accident". one video is entitled "heavy delivery", while I couldn't remember the other video. I couldn't find the nickname of the uploader on the mentioned page. I hope it's okay to party name that page (I don't include a video or the full page-name)? I think there was another platform where I was viewing that video, where also the other video was mentioned there, uploaded by the same user? btw: this user didn't show his face. feet until upper-body were shown within this video and the "heavy delivery" guy wore a white shirt and a party-torn white underwear. he begged to get to the restroom, he's not actually whispering, but quietly talking. I couldn't even find that video very easy, I've favorited it and found it just because of having it mentioned it there with a hint and that guy seems to be max. 30 years old and is talking in english language, no music can be heard in the background. there's another video, where I don't know the title, uploader's nickname or page where I was viewing it. it's about aguy who's studying, the camera is placed under the desk. that guy is desperate to pee and moaning can be heard, no music is playing. he's touching his genitals and wearing a possibly white boxershort. he's sitting onto a chair and trying not to wet himself, I'm not sure if some wetting-scenes are included here, but later the camera is placed in the bathroom instead. his underwear is kinda pee-stained now, while he's aining his (boner or flaccid?) dick into the toilet and the bathroom's door can be seen in this scene. that guy is getting back to the desk, where he wets his underwear again, I think. also possibly peeing in the toilet later again, but this time his pee-stream is more intense. I'm not sure if he's uncut, but I don't think he's talking that much. I'm not sure if his face can be seen in this video, but it's not made by the user of the previous-described videos (I think). all guy's pee-stream could be clear I think, while the latest-described guy seems to be max. 25 years I think. I'm not sure about the latest-described guy's outfit (next to wearing white underwear), but all videos seem to be recorded inside of a room with no other people around, if that detail wil help? if someone of you maybe knows this video and knows the user's nickname, it would be great to find these videos again and especially know if the mentioned page shows the original video or where I was finding the first video was the original user's channel instead. links don't have to be mentioned here, I could look through pages with knowing the 2 video-titles or user's nickname by myself. (just mentioning it, because I can't look for something if I don't know how it's named) I was trying to find these videos, but couldn't locate another page than the mentioned one yet.
  16. Great Desperation

    Just found this awesome desperation clip on youtube. What do you guys think? Any ideea where I could possibly get the full clip?
  17. Hello alltogehter! I need to tell you what happened to me today. :) I became the witness of a public wetting just in front of me! But let me start from the beginning: I was travelling home by train today after a long day at work and was happy to warm myself in the waggon (today we had -14°C). After a while, the train stopped at one of the stations and some people entered the waggon. With them there was a woman, about 40 years old, slim figure and when she took off her hood, long black hair came to light. She was carrying a pair of skis, sticks and a small backpack. She placed the skis and the sticks in the corner and came towards me and asked, if the seat next to me was free. I said yes and she put her backpack next to my seat and sat down on the seat at the opposite of me. Right after she placed her things, she asked me if I could look after them, because she needed to use the toilet. She said it with a kind of a painful smile. :) She was really cute and looked quiete good in her tight black ski pants. She walked quiete quickly towards the toilet and to my surprise (secretly to my joy) she came back very quickly and looked very disappointed and tensed. She let herself fall into her seat and immediately crossed her legs. She started whipping her leg up and down and looked down the aisle. After a while she started to sqiurm a little and sighed from time to time. I caught her glimpse and she looked at me with a painfull and desperate face. I asked if everything was allright. She answered, that she was bursting for the toilet and that the only loo in the train was defect and closed. My attention was now directed at her. She said, that she was skiing the whole day and had drunk a big coffe and a tea with rum before she left the slope. I asked her how far she would have to go by Train and she had to reach the staition which was one after mine and I had to travel at least 40 more minutes. I asked her, if she could hold it and she just answered "I don't know..." From now on I started to glance at her more and more often. I tried to engage her in a conversation to distract her from her urge but it didn't help. She uncrossed her legs and put her them side by side. She started to rub her thighs and looked more and more desperate (she also bit her lip a few times). Suddenly she stood up and stemmed her hands into her hips and said: "I just have to the toilet right now!" (in german: Ich muss jetzt wirklich dringend aufs Klo!) She sat down again and pressed her hand, formed to a fist, between her legs and put the other hand across her bladder. Because her pants were quiete tight I could imagine, that this was a very uncomfortable situation for her. Her face turned into a very painfull expression and she pressed both of her hands in her crotch. The rain was now about 10 minutes away from my station and I knew she would have to go for another 15 minutes for sure. And then she suddenly asked me, and this is no joke, she really asked me, if I would tell anyone, if she just let it go into her pants! ("Ich glaube, ich halte es wirklich nicht mehr aus. Würdest du es verraten, wenn ich einfach in die Hose machen würde?") My heart started beating about 200 times per hour. :) Because there were no other people immideately around us, I promised her, not to tell anyone and that she could do it. She seemed very faciliated and thanked me for my understanding. She said, that she woudln't do it while sitting at the seat. "I'll go over there" she said. With her thighs pressed together she stood next to her skis and sticks. She leaned against the wall and visibly relaxed. A few sconds there wasn't anything to see, but then her pants started to get soaked and the pee dribbled onto the floor. It also ran out of her trouser legs and onto the floor. She once glanced over to me and smiled with a very relaxed expression. It took about two minutes until she was empty. She came over to me and said, that she now felt way better ("Jetzt ist es viel besser.") She once asked me, please not to tell anyone and I promised it. She went over to her equipment and was standing in the middle of her own pee. I could see, that her pants were wet at her butt and the material was glittering a Little bit. When I left the Train I had to pass her and also tapped into the puddle she made. It was really turning on. ;) When I left the train I said good bye and she also did so with a little embarassed smile. When I came home, i just had to take care about my regions down under and enjoyed the massive orgasm. ;) Please forgive me the length of my story and my not so well english, but I just NEEDED to describe and share it with you. It was that excillarating for me, because a similar thing had happened to me in the summer last year and I posted my story with pictures. By the way: I recognized, that the trains, which I mostly take to go home, very often have closed or defect toilets. Maybe I will use this for my own matter to get into a situation, where I'm bursting for a wee and have no other choice than to relief myself. ;) I hope you enjoyed it and wish you a nice evening and a good night. See you soon! Jack
  18. A simple question really. What has been your best ever wetting experience? This could be a personal wetting that you had, or your partners, or one you witnessed which has stayed with you for a long time. It could even be a clip you saw online. Personally, my best ever wetting experience was a very long desperate hold I did over a year ago after meeting a friend for a few drinks at a local pub. I never planned to have a hold that night, so in a way the spontaneity of the whole event made it even more special. To cut a long story short, I met up with a friend to have some drinks and watch some live music yet it turned out to be one of the most incredible, wet and arousing experiences of my whole life. I ended up drinking far more than I had planned and staying out much later as well which ended in a very desperate walk back to my flat which resulted in a huge accident which I recorded as by that stage I was feeling drunk and naughty enough to do so!) To this day, I don't think I'll ever have another experience like it but my God it was a great night. Here's the link to the film I recorded together with a more detailed backstory of just what occurred that night...!
  19. No bathroom for....

    If your up for having someone control all of your pee times message me. Just know these are the rules I want to keep.Ok so the rules are your first goals always are to have on tight pants and a belt. have 4 glasses of a drink once we start. no wetting yourself without permission.no using the toilet or shower unless told.no holding yourself without permissin. no watching videos or reading wetting stuff without permission.be willing to update alot and want to hold until your bladder might ache and you get random urges hours later.
  20. What a fucking day. What a day. So I decided to tell Emily of my wetting fetish. It kind of happened accidentally. So pretty much I had to pee. Really bad. I was drinking a lot of iced tea in class today, and well, by the time I got home, I was bursting. Emily drove us home, and on the car ride home, I was pressing my hand deep into my crotch. For some reason, as embarrassing as it is, I like wetting in front of Emily. I have so many feelings for her, and even though she sometimes gets angry with me when I do pee my pants, it turns me on even more. I can't describe it. But anyways, I told her on the ride home, "Em, I really need to pee. Please drive a little faster." She gave me a suspicious look and stepped on it. We got home, and Emily said, "Okay, you're home. Go pee Molly." I started getting more aroused, and I said pretended to fumble with my seatbelt. I was gonna pee right there. I groaned obnoxiously at her. "Ugh...I don't think I'll make it..." I felt so dirty. I loved it. Emily got irritated, and pushed the seatbelt button. "Molly, go pee. If you piss in my car I'll be fumed. And hurry it up, I gotta pee too." I really didn't have a choice at that point. I got out of the car and walked inside. I was wearing my skinny jeans that have the really tight buttons, and a belt. "Molly, hurry up!" Emily said as I walked slowly toward the bathroom. I shut the door. I didn't think I was gonna pee my pants directly in front of Emily. But I was already horny, so I kind of role played a little bit with myself. I acted like I was struggling to take off my belt and I was pretend-crying and acting desperate. No one was there to see it happen, but I like acting out scenarios like that, so. As I started to pee in my jeans (which came out like a fucking FIRE HYDRANT) Emily knocked on the door. She groaned and said, "Molly, come on! I'm bursting here! What's taking you so long?" Now, Emily and I have known each other for a long time. We literally have no privacy together. So this didn't really come as a shocker to me, because this is part of our friendship and how we are with each other. Emily barged in the bathroom, shouting that she really had to go, and then stopped dead in her tracks to see me soaking myself and the floor. "Molly! Are you actually serious right now?" She started shouting at me. I sat on the toilet, not letting her use the bathroom. I decided to just rip off the band-aid and tell her my confession. I told her how horny it makes me to pee myself. She stood there in the bathroom, legs crossed, listening carefully. "It's who I am...it's what gets me going. Sorry if you think I'm a freak for doing it, but it's who I am." "Ugh, Molly, look, I don't really care, as long as it doesn't affect me and you clean up after yourself. It's kind of fucked up, but whatever. But I really gotta pee. Come on." "That's the thing, Emily," I said. "As you know, I'm bi. But no guy or girl makes me as happy as I am then you. Like, I'm really attracted to you. There. I said it." Emily took a deep breath and sat on the bathtub, legs crossed. "Molly, believe it or not, I'm bisexual too. I like sleeping with guys, like a lot, but I can't say that I haven't been attracted to you either. But I don't know what this has to do with your kink." "Well, I really want to see you pee yourself." My face got red saying it. I started getting really embarrassed. Emily got really silent. "Molly, come on, I need to pee. Can you just let me use the toilet? You can watch or whatever, but come on." I cut my losses and stood up. I moved out of the way for Emily. She was wearing leggings. She started to drop her leggings, and stood there and stared at the floor. She looked over at me. "I can't believe I'm about to do this..." My heart pounded. "What?" She stood there awkwardly, and soon enough, I saw pee dripping down her leggings. It dripped into the puddle that I left. What happened after, if things weren't great enough...is even better. Let's just say things got steamy in the bathroom. Which then moved into the bedroom. And after we both finished up with each other, we started talking about what happened. "Let's just keep this a secret for now between you and I," Emily said. "I feel really weird that I peed myself. But I did enjoy...you know. Everything else." "You don't have to pee yourself if you don't have the fetish like I do. As long as you're okay with me wetting myself around here, the secret's safe with me." So yeah. Things went amazing today. Simply the best day of my life so far. I saw my best-friend-crush pee herself, I no longer feel wrong for peeing in the house, I lost my F/F virginity, and Emily and I are now something. Life is great.
  21. Version 1.0.0

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    I've been searching for these JAV for about a year now. A major annual fireworks festival, where one lovely young lady after another waits desperately in line for the bathrooms before deciding she can't hold it and lifts her colorful yukata to relieve herself on the ground instead. Mediocre quality since I found them on a streaming site and so blatantly staged that it's occasionally a bit difficult to ignore, but the premise is nice.

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  22. Tumblr jeans wetting

    Can someone grab this? https://reallydesperate2016.tumblr.com/post/169620519753/wowjust-had-to-sharelove-hearing-her-groanas
  23. Reporter/Newspeople Desperation

    So my girlfriend recently (as in the last year) started working with the local news station as a producer and camera person. She's had her fair share of "on-scene" location shootings and has relayed to me a good number of desperation stories. She says its totally not uncommon for a reporter to be stuck somewhere for a good amount of time without access to a bathroom. Just the other day she was on location with another one of the young female reporters and noticed that she was obviously getting pretty desperate. It was 5:45 in the morning, most stores were closed, and they had both been downing coffee and tea to stave off sleepiness. I wish I could've been a fly on the wall. While it didn't affect my girlfriend all that much, apparently the reporter made a beeline for the bathroom the second they got the all clear from the studio. It's an interesting thought. I mean, we all have to pee, but how many times do you think the reporter, anchor, or even producer behind the camera has to go during a live shot? The thought honestly intrigues me.
  24. Small introduction (the story is below so skip this first paragraph if you’re the tl;dr type): i wrote about this a very long time ago and the story got lost. This happened in my freshman year of college when me and my girlfriend at the time were 19. I remember always wanting to see a genuine accident, and for some reason she agreed to hold it. The rules were easy: drink enough to where you have to go but not too much. Wait a little while until it gets bad, but not too bad, and then we will hangout. The other was that she has to hold it and try to hold it no matter what even if it starts to come out. Last, I’m not supposed to know when so that it seems more real. Her roommates were gone for the entire week so she had a room to herself and invited me over after drinking quite a few liquids when we ate at a dining hall. Story description starts: To start this story I had just gotten back from lunch and played a game for about a half hour. Sarah (fake name for the real girl) had texted me but I didn’t pay any mind to it. I didn’t yet know that she had planned it for that day. I showered got out and saw more texts. The first was, “hey, wanna come over?” Which was the one I ignored. The next three while I showered were, “you may want to get over here soon.” “This is getting quite urgent” “come over here or I’m going to have to go before you’re here.” Now me not knowing what she planned I didn’t know where she was going, but I texted back and headed over. I was greeted to her in a green t-shirt, and slightly dark blue jeans (not too dark). Her underwear she had on were light blue cotton panties. To give a small description she was about 5’4, had blonde wavy hair, blue eyes, and was skinny/slender. She had about B cup breasts and her but was round and protruded slightly but was not voluptuous. She was good looking. The real story begins: So, after I got there she stated, “I was really starting to have to pee and would’ve had to go if you didn’t get here. It’s getting bad.” I got excited at the idea and proceeded to follow her to her room. She locked the door. She began to pace a little around her room until she stood still at the corner edge of her bed with her legs crossed. She had tried this before and left before it got bad, but even then she had stayed in one spot for a bit and crossed her legs to hold it while it got bad. She had told me while she had crossed her legs that it’s a comfortable position for her so that she doesn’t jolt her bladder. After a few minutes she began to put her left hand on her crotch while crossing her legs (she’s a lefty) and started to state that it was getting worse. She kept trying to check her phone to text people or check Facebook so she’d keep her hand in between her legs and would walk over, cross her legs and move her legs with her knee arched in and would switch legs, and then would proceed to walk back to the same spot and cross her legs again. I could see occasionally she would begin to squeeze a tiny bit harder with her hand. She began to walk slower to check her phone and stated it wasn’t getting a bit worse. At this point it starts getting even more interesting. She seemed a bit more frozen in place and looked at me and asked, “how am I suppose to check my phone? This got really bad” and then breathed a little sharply, increased the pressure of her hand and leg slightly and looked at me. I stated, “well why not use both hands? The pressure should subside a tiny bit, then you can go over and check your phone and position yourself just like you are here.” So she put her right hand over her left and uncrossed her legs and walked over to her phone (it was about 6 feet away from where she stood so not far) and did a small dance that looked like a jog on the way over and giggled a little at what she called her own ridiculousness. She then did the same thing walking back over. She hung her head down for a second and squeezed a little harder clearly starting to feel the urgency. She told me she can’t believe she’s still holding it and felt her own bladder then told me to feel it. It was as hard as a rock almost to her belly button. That bladder was full and she looked like the pressure was intense. She crossed her leg again and stated she couldn’t really move too much anymore. As this continued she began to hunch a little more as the pressure increased. She starting having to switch hands as the pressure she was using to hold herself turned her knuckles white and when she switched hands her legs relaxed from what looked like an iron locked grip on each other. She began to hunch over slightly in a way that I could see were slight bladder spasms and her eyes would squint as she clenched and her breathing would become harder during those times. One time in particular she bent forward suddenly and exclaimed “ow ow ow!!” She had bent so suddenly she got a back cramp. I had hugged her to give back support and massaged the cramp. She said, “this is the worst I’ve had to go in my whole life” and recounted some stories of where she’s felt a bladder spasm like this but always went when they weren’t as intense because she would read and be so into the book. She then went back to staying slightly hunched over and switching her hand once in a while. The best way I could describe this is that over the course of this entire time she began to look more like a cork that was going to explode. Her leg was locked in place and her hands were white with the pressure she was putting on herself. She was giving it her all to hold it. I could tell that it was getting worse and worse. She was more quiet and stiff in her position besides her body’s movements. Her breathing began to get harsh as she bent forward again with her hand turning white. She looked at me and stated, “This isn’t going to work much longer.” She then bent forward again and I could hear her strained breathing. I asked if a little had already come out and if her underwear was wet at all and all she’s could do was shake her head slightly yes. No leaks were visible but very tiny ones had happened. I took a few steps back because I wanted to watch her whole body react to the inevitable. She stated that she literally could not move and was locked in a hunched over position. She then gasped a little and in the in between switched her hand back to her left (clearly trying to get the max pressure relief from her dominant hand) and then stayed in that hunched over position. Then she exclaims “Are you kidding me?!? I already stopped it twice!!” And I could see a drop starting to come from the back of her pants. She kept her legs crossed very tightly and continued to put pressure on her hand. It stopped for a second and then it spread more until it covered her from her butt to her feet. A puddle had started to form at her feet. Up until that point she’s kept her hand hard pressed trying to stop it. “Ew ew ew!” She exclaimed as she removed her hand clearly losing control. Then she said “I give up” because it had already come out and she wasn’t able to stop it. I thought she would’ve leaked once with how hard she was trying but I guess all that effort lead to an inevitable soft explosion instead. It didn’t come out too violently as she had tried to hold through the flood but a lot did come out in the end. She stated that she tried her absolute hardest but that it was unstoppable. She took off her pants revealing her soaked underwear and she then left and took a shower. Our afterstory remains ours after that. The last part of the deal was that after she actually succeeded in doing this then I would too to keep things “even” in a sense. My own experience was a bit interesting as well. Let me know what you think! I haven’t shared anything in a very long time, but I hope this was worth the read. I tried being descriptive even in the parts where not too much occurred. Signing Off, Cool Bro.
  25. This week I've had a few days off and have been waking up pretty desperate (usually posting about it on live thread)... Went out last night and had a few cocktails 🍹 .. well this morning I woke with a very full bladder , so did the obvious.... lay in bed drinking water 😁... finally I decided it was time to get up... squirming. In my house we do have a bathroom next to kitchen so I made my way there, legs crossed, pee dancing. Now in the morning I love my coffee so thought I'd fill up the coffee pot to brew whilst I was having a wee... as you can imagine turning the tap was very difficult had to hand hold but made it dry.. so I started up the coffee pot.. and there's where the problem came I started coughing and my bladder gave out. I was stood in kitchen peeing full force into my pjs, now way of stopping it... I emptied my full morning wee into my pjs and made a huge puddle. Took nearly half a kitchen roll to mop up! Luckily I was home alone so I threw my pjs in the wash and am now back in bed, with my coffee 😁