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  1. Alex Oxford

    A Fantasy Pt. 1

    I blinked. Twice. Three times. My vision slowly came into focus and I found myself staring at a computer screen. Jumbles of names and numbers clustered my vision until my peripheral started to clear. I was sitting at a desk, a half drunk cup of coffee with coffee stains on the rim. Shit, I’ve been here for a while. If I didn’t know any better I would say I was at work. I checked the day. Tuesday. I check the time. 11 AM. Yup, I was definitely at work. I was probably productive until I went into that daze. Probably.... maybe. Wherever I went, I came back now, about an hour before lunch. It sounds good on paper, but it might drag if I don’t get up and stretch my legs. I’m in an office building sorts. Different businesses and companies all shared the same building, a different one on each floor. I happened to be in view of our receptionist. A very pretty receptionist. A very pretty, busty, receptionist. Naturally, I took every opportunity to talk with her, and perhaps get an eyeful of her assets. Shameful, I know. I knew her well enough though, well enough to playfully flirt with her. She knew I liked what I saw, and I’m pretty sure she liked the attention (as if it were in short supply). Lucky for me, it appeared the mail had just come in, and she would likely bring it to my desk before long, if I had anything addressed to me. She too seemed rather restless to stretch her legs it seemed. She had been looking at the clock for the past 20 minutes, squirming in her seat, bouncing her legs up and..... Wait. She has to pee you dummy. Duh. Suddenly I was even more distracted than I had been before. I remember choosing to sit here, exactly here, because of the excellent view I got from behind when she stood. Now I had a little more incentive. As she rocked from side to side however, I heard a faint sound, the slightest sound. Like someone shaking water in a bottle. The busty brunette looked to the clock again, bit her lip, and rocked back and forth. The sloshing continues, like someone stirring water in a bathtub. Slosh, slosh, slosh. An indistinguishable moan passed her lips as the sloshing continued. How the hell could I hear that from here? This was the silliest thing, a girl sloshing her water bottle while she has to- *RING RING* “This is Alex speaking, how can I help you?” I could hardly pay attention though. I was too busy watching the brunette stand up instantly and anxiously, cross her legs and bend forward, conveniently sticking her ass out in my direction. The pleasures of a properly planned seating chart. But a massive *SLOSH* echoed in my ears as she stood and bounced, as if someone were shaking a water bottle like a pair of maracas, her butt jiggling in her pencil skirt as the sloshing continued. The voice of the phone call faded into the distance, as the sloshing noise drowned out the concerned customer. It was so odd, so erotic, I blushed red as this beautiful girl, with dazzling assets, openly pee danced across from my desk, so candidly and publicly, you’d think it was intentional. And the strange sloshing noise seemed to be some sort of soundtrack to her sensual pee dance routine. Perhaps it was her water bottle, the one I haven’t yet seen? She was in incredible shape, maybe stays hydrated. And maybe she has a nervous habit of shaking it around like a rag doll. Yeah, that’s it..... but If that were true, why was I so flustered? She inched forward, edging her way out of the room with a handful of mail. She doubled back however, dropping a few files in her haste. In doing so she turned to face me. She had no water bottle, no camel pack, no gallon jug of liquid she was carrying awkwardly in her hand. Nothing. Yet the sloshing continued. She leaned over, attempting to pick up the fallen files and conveniently exposed an eyeful of cleavage. Plump, generous cleavage that filled her shirt and stretched the seams, the kind of cleavage that made it hard to keep eye contact. Then we made eye contact. I blushed and smiled shyly. She’d caught me looking at her. Shit, so much for being discrete. She simply smiled though, fixed her bra, and shook her head at me, mouthing the words, ‘you’re bad.’ I couldn’t help but give her a playful laugh, and mouthed, ‘I know.’ As if it were an invitation, she gathered her files, and sauntered over to my desk, the click of her heels mixed with the erotic slosh of what could only be the sound of a full bladder at this point. What else could it be!? I blushed, fighting to retain my composure. Thankfully, the cubicle was empty today. Just myself and this goddess in front of me. She got to my desk and instantly crossed her legs. “Whatcha doin?” She teased, leaning over the wall of the cubicle as her breasts leaned with her. “Taking selfies for my lifestyle blog, want to be my special guest?” “You know I love selfies.” She smiled, slapping my shoulder. I pulled up my phone, and she bent down to pose with me, hissing through her teeth. The perfect time to take the picture. “Hey, I wasn’t ready!” She laughed, crossing her legs tightly as the slosh of her bladder echoed in the air. “What? I thought that was my cue!” “Nooooo!” She laughed, crossing and uncrossing her legs. “I just have to pee.... soooo bad!” She sighed, stepping in place. The sloshing continued. “I can tell!” I said, for some stupid reason. “Is it really that obvious?” She asked, a silly smile crossing her face as she bounced up and down. “It’s super obvious actually. You look like you’re about to pee your pants!” “I really am,” she giggled back, “I’ve been holding it since before work started!” “Now why would you do that?” I asked. “I don’t know. Guess I just never got around to it.” She winked, crossing her legs. She bounced, and I heard the slosh once more. My heart stopped. Why did she wink at me? That certainly wasn’t wink worthy in any other conversation, why me? Why NOW? And WHY is her bladder so full I can hear it!? “Well, are you planning on going anytime soon?” I asked. “Hmmmm.... eventually.” She mused, still pee dancing in front of me. “I was kind of falling asleep over there, so ironically enough, It’s helping me stretch my legs-” My raging erection would be impossible to hide in a minute. “- and I’m not sure if you’ve tried to go to sleep, but you had to pee really bad? It doesn’t work. You’re up all night!-” She wringing the edges of her pencil skirt with one hand. I was probably drooling at this point, I don’t quite remember.... “- and dancing in heels is supposed to be a good workout. Any kind of dance!” She giggled, raising her leg up and pressing her thigh into her crotch. “If you start looking any better no ones gonna get any work done around here!” I teased, watching her legs on fascination. “You’d like that wouldn’t you?” “I might.” “Am I distracting you?” “Just a little...” “Is it the pee thing?” “It’s a little bit the pee thing.” “What’s so distracting about it?” Still pacing in place. One leg, then the other. Back, and forth, back, and forth..... For me it was common sense. A gorgeous girl desperate to pee is about as exotic as it gets. As her thighs raised rhythmically off the ground, clicking her heels on the floor, her bladder sloshing in my ears, I cracked. I broke. I came clean, it’s the honest thing to do after all. “I’m not sure how to describe it.” “Try me!” She giggled, raising her thigh once more. “Have you never seen a girl desperate to pee before?” “Well.... not really. Not like you. It’s like.... you don’t see girls having to pee really bad ever day, unless you’re a bouncer at a bar. I’m not that lucky.” ”Lucky?” She said curiously. ”Wait now, lemme finish! Even then, you don’t see them dance around, like, urgently. And I guess it’s just that, you’re this gorgeous girl, and you have to pee, and you’re dancing around in front of me, and you won’t go pee. Not because you can’t go pee, but because you won’t go pee. It’s just, exotic I guess.....” I hesitated, but knew I had to continue. “.....And then there’s this sloshing noise that I hear every time you dance around, and that’s really distracting too.” “Ohhhh. That!” She giggled as she curtsied with quivering thighs. “I think you’re just hearing my pee slosh around inside my bladder.” She gestures toward her little bladder bulge. “Yeah, I kinda figured. At least I know I’m not hearing things!” She bent forward with he hands in her crotch, squeezing tightly. “I have to pee so bad you can hear it. Funny right? It happens every now and then. But no one else has ever heard it though. I mean, maybe someone else has, but I’ve had to pee pretty bad plenty of times in my life. And like, I’ve seen a few people glance my way as they walked by me, or from across the room, but you’re the only person I’ve ever talked to that’s actually heard it.” “That’s comforting, oddly enough. So I’m not crazy?” “No, you’re just a pervert.” She teased sticking her tongue out at me. “What!? You wanted to know!” “That’s true, I did.” “No kink shaming in this cubicle!” “I know, I’m teasing. I’m just flattered you think I’m exotic!” “You were exotic before-“ *SPURT* “What was that?” “What was what?” “That spurting sound?” “Ohhh, you can hear that huh?” She giggled, uncrossing her legs and recrossing them. Tightly. “Ummmm, yes!” “You have good ears.” “What was it??” “You really want to know??” “YES!” I said urgently. I knew what it was. But I wanted her to say it. I needed her to say it. She didn’t though. She just stood there and smiled at me. She rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet, and smiled at me. She squirmed, and writhed, and I watched. She watched me watch her, eyeing he squirming legs, her bladder bulge, and indulging with her full bladder, right in front of me. “You like this huh?” She teased, raising a plump thigh to waist level again. “I love this actually.” “Well guess what?” *SPURT* *SPURT* A trickle of pee ran down her inner thigh, stopping as it met her heel. “I’m peeing my pants Alex.” “I can see that.” “Not because I can’t go to the bathroom.....” *SPUUUURT* This time, a longer spurt, leaving drops of urine on the carpet as it spattered down her leg. “.... But because I won’t.” “This is incredible.” “Do you want to watch Alex?” “I would love to.” “I have to make it look like an accident though-“ *spuuuuurt* “-is that okay with you?” I nodded yes furiously. It was most definitely okay with me. “Okay. So I’m going to be pee dancing, sloshing away, from cubicle to cubicle. I still have all this mail to hand out. Maybe I’ll make it through, maybe I won’t. Who knows? But everyone in this office will know that I have to pee tremendously bad, so it doesn’t look like a private show.” “I’d like one of those one day.” “One thing at a time horny boy.” She teased, collecting herself. “I recommend you watch the show, most people like you don’t get a show like this. Ever!” She winked. And I watched. I watched her hips saunter away, her bursting bladder echoing in my ears, as she went from cubicle to cubicle, passing out the mail that she should’ve passed out probably 20 minutes ago. She did every move in the book. She wiggled her hips around, stepped from foot to foot, marched in place, and even placed her hands over the torrent of pee that was leaking out of her by the second. *SLOSH, SPURT, SLOSH, SPURT* Each step she took brought her closer to flooding her cute pencil skirt, and sending pee down her legs, pooling on the floor beneath her. I was bright red, my face burning with lust and envy. This beautiful girl was about to completely and totally piss her pants. And she was going to do it for me too. It sounds so weird, saying it to myself. A beautiful girl pissed her pants for me. She held her pee deliberately, passed up every opportunity to go to the bathroom, and now she was prancing around with a full bladder for my pleasure. Words can’t describe the lust I felt in this moment. It was simply ecstasy. The sloshing of her bladder around the office began to crescendo, like the swells of an ocean rocking and slamming against a boat, seconds from capsizing. She passed my desk, completely frantic, The sound of rushing water filling my ears. *triiiiiiicccckllllleeeee* She was stepping frantically on the spot, a pee stain on the front and back of her skirt, where she had already leaked as she pranced around the office attempting to finish her job. I could see pee steadily trickling from the crotch of her skirt, running through clenched hands, snaking down her legs, and pooling in a tiny piddle puddle at her feet. “I’m peeing Alex, I can’t hold it anymore. I’m seconds from bursting all over the floor.” “I know.” “Do you want me to do it here?” “You can hold it a little longer.” “Alex, I really can’t. I’m literally peeing right now.” “Okay. Well can I make one last request then?” “As long as it doesn’t involve me moving any further than this cubicle.” “I can work with that.” She smiled. Her face red with effort, thighs quivering, she walked into my cubicle and stood knock kneed next to my chair. “Can I put my hands around your waist?” “I would love for you to put your hands around my waist Alex.” I walked closer to her quivered, desperate body, writhing in place, and calmly placed my hands on her delicious hips. She relaxed for just a moment, her rigid posture easing with my touch. “Is that better?” “Much better.” “Good....” All at once, with her body pressed against mine, I pressed on her bladder.... *WHOOOSH* Like someone turning on a sink, or more accurately, the rushing water of a shower faucet, pee sprayed from underneath her skirt, running down her legs like a waterfall, and splattering all over my cubicle. The shins of my pant leg were also caught in the flood, pee dripping onto my leg and covering my shoes. I looked her in the eyes, and the pitter patter of pee hitting the ground was a perfect soundtrack to the bliss that crossed her face, the face of a gorgeous woman avidly pissing herself in front of me. Bliss turned to arousal as she bit her lip. I kissed her passionately, moving my hands from her bladder to her ass. I squeezed her closer to me by her ass cheeks, immersing myself in our sensual exchange to the sound of her glorious accident. ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... ....... And then I woke up. A guy can dream can’t he? ?
  2. tach14

    Alice the Beginning

    Alice woke up to her usual alarm on Monday morning. Today she has to only work until mid-day, so lucky for her she can do whatever she pleases this afternoon. Alice works in a small office building, which is located near a strip mall in the town she lives in. Alice is 5'9" and weighs 147 lbs. her breasts are well rounded and perky. Alice's hourglass curves show off her cute bubble butt and perfect hips. Alice got out of bed and began getting ready for the day. She grabs a pair of pink panties with a white lace, and a matching bra. Then Alice pulls on her white company shirt and a black pencil skirt, which falls just below mid-thigh. Alice brushes her long wavy brown hair and heads downstairs for breakfast. Running on schedule, she has time for a few pancakes with lots of syrup, a cup of coffee, a banana, and a few granola bars before heading out the door to work. Her commute to work is only about 10 minutes. After arriving at the office, Alice feels her bladder filling from the coffee she drank earlier this morning. She walks up a flight of stairs to reach her cubicle. Alice settles in and begins working calmly. Alice becomes really focused on her work she doesn't realize how much her bladder has filled. She will need the bathroom soon. Alice blinks a few times, which breaks her hard working trance and gasps. Her bladder is quite swollen and needs to release the pressure. She decides to hold it a little longer, and continues working while squirming in her chair. A short time later, Alice's bladder contracts spilling a squirt of hot piss in her panties. She decides that she has had her fun and its time to find a toilet. Alice stands up, shoves a hand in her crotch, and hobbles to the staff restrooms. Alice crosses her legs and bounces her way to the ladies room without an incident. She pulls open the the door to find the stalls are both taken. Alice groans as she tries to hold her pee in a while longer. Alice hears a girl grunt softly followed by a rumble and farts. The other lady lets out some farts and plops as she relieves herself. Alice is sweating now. Pulling her hair behind her ear and whipping her forehead with her hand. Alice still squirming, doubles over pure agony. She is very desperate for the toilet. Alice leans against the wall holding her bladder with both hands moaning. Then some pee escapes. She can't wait anymore. Alice knocks on the first door telling the girl to hurry up. Alice hears a clinking sound. The toilet is clogged. The other girl rushes out embarrassed. Alice hurries in to find the toilet bowl almost full with chunks of poop and toilet paper. Alice quickly pulls her skirt up and hovers over the toilet. Alice sighs with relief as she empties her full bladder. Then she realizes she didn't pull down her now soaked panties. Alice didn't care. She pulls her skirt down, washes up and leaves to gather her things at her cubicle. Finally her shift is over.
  3. Despguy123

    female Work Meeting Desperation

    I went to Germany for a business trip a few weeks ago and was lucky enough to see a couple of really good desperation sightings. During an all-day meeting, as we got close to the lunch break I noticed that the stunningly beautiful Bulgarian woman sat next to me was starting to fidget in her seat. It was around 12pm, the meeting had started just before 9am and I had not seen her leave the room once, despite the large cup of coffee and several glasses of water she had been drinking. There had been a short 5 minute break called at around 10.30am and she did not take the opportunity to use the loo, but instead helped herself to another cup of coffee. She was a tall, slim brunette woman, about 30 years old, dressed smartly in pencil skirt and heels, quite a senior team manager, and I was finding it hard to take my eyes off her and she squirmed in the chair, crossing and uncrossing her legs and occasionally sighing under her breath as the meeting dragged on. The lunch break was scheduled for 12.30pm but the meeting was overrunning, and by now the woman next to me was clearly absolutely dying to go to the loo. She was sitting now watching the speaker intently but kept looking up at the clock, her legs tightly crossed and bouncing her foot up and down, hands resting in her lap pressing down slightly. Her bladder was clearly achingly full and her tight pencil skirt probably didn't help, but despite her fairly obvious need to relieve herself she seemed hesitant to leave or interrupt the meeting, perhaps because she was one of the presenters and she didn't want to look unprofessional. However, after another ten minutes the meeting was still going and the bursting lady was clearly at her limit. She was sitting right at the edge of her seat, legs uncrossed but jiggling up and down and squeezing her thighs together, her hands pressing down hard in her lap and occasionally running them over her thighs. It was now 12.45pm, and she had been in the meeting room for 4 hours without a loo break despite all of the coffee and water she had been drinking, and she obviously couldn't wait a second longer. The poor woman was absolutely frantic to pee. Blushing slightly, she stood up quickly from her seat and announced quietly in a lovely Bulgarian accent "Sorry, I really have to go to the bathroom", before walking quickly out of the room. I heard her hurrying down the corridor, her heels tapping loudly on the floor, almost jogging in her haste to get to a loo. She came back in a couple of minutes later, quite red faced but smiling, obviously happy to have finally had chance to pee after sitting there absolutely bursting to go for hours. The next day I was sitting in yet another meeting that went on for the whole morning. It was around 10.30am when I noticed that the gorgeous slim blonde German woman sitting next to me was getting very fidgety as the meeting dragged on. She was in her mid to late 20s, wearing tight jeans and ankle boots, and could hardly sit still as the minutes ticked by. I had shared a cab with her from the hotel that morning, leaving at about 8.00am and coming straight to the meeting room after arriving at the office. She had poured herself a large cup of coffee and several glasses of water over the last couple of hours and had not left the room once, so was clearly starting to feel some pressure in her bladder. As the meeting dragged on she was starting to squirm in her seat with her legs tightly crossed, pressing her thighs together and bouncing her legs rhythmically. By the time it hit 11am her cheeks were flushed and she was fidgeting so much that she was almost bouncing up and down in her chair, and was crossing and uncrossing her legs and shifting position every couple of minutes. The 1 litre glass bottle on the table in front of her, which she had been steadily pouring herself drinks from as the hours passed, was totally empty by now, and clearly her bladder was almost at maximum capacity. It must have felt like it was about to explode. I'm sure the tight fitting jeans she was wearing didn't help her predicament, and she must have been absolutely longing for a break to be called so she could run to the ladies and relieve herself. Sure enough, just after 11am the woman chairing the meeting asked us if we'd like to have a short 5 minute break. The desperate woman next to me nodded and said 'Yes!' straight away, immediately standing up from her seat. She laughed and bobbed up and down on the spot as she picked up her phone from the table. 'Sorry, too much water!' she said, smiling and rosy-cheeked, before hurrying straight out of the room, her boots clicking loudly as she rushed frantically down the corridor towards relief. A couple of minutes later I walked out of the room towards the toilets and saw her coming back the other way, and she smiled at me and said Hi as we passed in the corridor, looking very relieved after finally getting to pee after waiting for so long.
  4. I've recently started a job working in the offices of a large company, and I've been lucky enough to see some nice desperation sightings: During the induction week for the new starters, we had a guy come in and give a long, boring presentation that went on for around 2 hours. The presentation was first thing in the morning, and there was plenty of water, orange juice, tea and coffee being drunk to help people stay awake. Towards the end of the presentation, I noticed a few of the girls in our group were looking quite distracted, looking at the clock and fidgeting in their seats. Two girls sat near me in particular were looking particularly desperate - a very attractive blonde wearing tight black trousers and heels, and a cute brunette wearing a tight pencil skirt and heels, both in their early 20s. The blonde was quite red in the face, and was constantly shifting in her seat, uncrossing and recrossing her legs every so often and taking frequent glances towards the clock. The brunette was leaning back in her seat with her legs crossed, bouncing her foot around and biting her lip. Both girls were looking worried and seemed to be debating whether or not to face the embarrassment of walking out of the room in front of us all. As the presentation finally finished, both girls shot up out of their seats before anyone else and hurried towards the door, wearing tense expressions and taking small, mincing steps. The presenter then realised he'd forgotten to mention something and spoke for a few more seconds, and both girls had to pause on their way out, the blonde crossing her legs tightly and the brunette gritting her teeth, resting her hand on the front of her skirt. They hurried out of the room as soon as the guy finished talking, along with a few others who were clearly also feeling the effects of a very full bladder. While sitting at my desk, I noticed that a senior manager (very attractive, curvy blonde lady in her 40s wearing a smart skirt suit, tights and heels) who was sat near me on a long conference call was looking quite tense, and was fidgeting about a lot in her seat. She had been sat there for well over 2 and a half hours and in that time had finished a large Costa coffee and at least two smaller cups of coffee from the machine in our office that people had brought her, as well as a cup of water. She was quite flushed and as I watched her, she sat right on the edge of her seat and was pushing her thighs together tightly, resting her hands on top of them. She seemed to be getting more and more frustrated that her meeting was overrunning, until she finally said very matter-of-factly 'Sorry to interrupt, but I have to ask that we try to wrap things up fairly soon'. She paused for a second, listening to someone talking, before laughing and saying 'Yes, and I've been sat here for nearly 3 hours and had about 3 cups of coffee, so I’m reaching my limit!'. She had to hang on for another few minutes, squeezing her thighs together and bouncing her knees, trying to concentrate on making her final points despite the immense pressure she must have been feeling in her bladder. Finally, the meeting was over and she hurriedly said her goodbyes before throwing down her headset and hurrying very quickly past me towards the toilets, her heels clicking quickly on the floor, smoothing down her skirt as she went. She came back after a couple of minutes looking very relieved! While sitting at my desk doing some work, a slim, attractive woman in her 30s wearing tight jeans and heels came over to speak to a project manager sat next to me. It was around lunchtime, and I overheard her say she had just come out of a very long meeting, which she was moaning to the guy sat next to me about. I noticed that she looked quite flustered and couldn't stand still for a second, constantly shifting her weight from foot to foot and crossing her legs one way then the other. At one point, he said something to make her laugh and she bent forwards for a second, resting her hands on her thighs before straightening up and resuming her fidgeting. We were sat fairly near the toilets, so she had obviously hurried to the loo after her meeting only to get caught up in conversation while she was dying to go (the guy she was talking to has a tendency to talk for ages as well). Eventually, after a lot more leg crossing and she managed to finish the conversation and turned towards the toilets, only to see that they had just been closed for cleaning! She moaned quietly in frustration and bounced on the spot, before hurrying off towards the closest set of toilets further down towards the other end of the office while looking around in slight embarrassment. Last week I had to attend a morning meeting around 2 hours drive away, and I got a lift with two women who were also attending, Jane (late 20s, athletic and quite attractive, wearing tight black trousers) and Emma (about 21, slim and gorgeous with long dark blonde hair, who was wearing a short skirt and black tights). Emma was driving, I was in the front seat and Jane was sat in the back. After we’d been driving about an hour and a half, I noticed that while both of the girls had been very chatty at the start of the drive, they now seemed to be distracted and were much quieter. They mentioned earlier that they had both drunk a large cup of tea before we set off, so I’m guessing that both of them were now quickly becoming desperate for the loo, I know I was certainly needing to go. Emma in particular was looking quite anxious, and I noticed that the half litre bottle of water she’d been taking frequent sips from was now nearly empty. As we got closer to our destination, we hit a large queue of very slow moving traffic. Emma sighed as we slowed to a crawl, and I noticed that she was driving with one hand on the wheel, with the other pushing down against her thigh, while squeezing both thighs together tightly – difficult to do when driving! ‘Not far to go now’ she said brightly, but there was a slight strain in her voice and her cheeks were flushed. ‘Good… cos I really need a wee’ Jane said shyly, and I glanced round to see her leaning forwards in her seat with her legs pushed together, resting a hand in between them. ‘I do as well’ I said jokily, and Jane laughed. ‘I’ve actually needed one for the past half hour’ she said, looking worriedly at the long lone of traffic in front of us. Emma, who had been paying attention to the road, suddenly said ‘Oh same, I REALLY need a wee, like, really really need a wee’, leaning forwards in her seat for a second as if to emphasise how badly she wanted to go. To my surprise, she continued. ‘I drink so much water, normally my bladder can handle it. I never go at work, but for some reason when I’m in the car I always need to go.’ Just then, the traffic which had been moving slowly, suddenly stopped. Jane leaned forwards, trying to see what was causing the holdup, and I heard her moan softly under her breath as she sat back down in her seat, squeezing her legs together and tapping her hands on her thighs. Shortly afterwards, the traffic started to move and after a few more anxious minutes, we were at our destination. I got out of the car, really needing to pee now that I was stood up, and Jane and I stood waiting for Emma to lock the car and get her bag out of the back. ‘Ooh… god I need a wee.’ Jane muttered, almost dancing from foot to foot and looking at the office we were visiting. We walked quickly into the reception and told the receptionist who we were meeting, and she called him to let him know that we’d arrived. As she spoke on the phone, both Emma and Jane were looking anxiously round, but there were no toilets to be seen. Jane was gently shifting from foot to foot, and Emma stood with her long legs very tightly crossed, biting her lip and watching the receptionist intently, both of them looking rosy-cheeked and flustered. As soon as she put the phone down, Jane asked her if there were toilets nearby. The receptionist explained that they were inside the office, but we needed to wait for the guy we were meeting to give us our visitor passes and escort us through. ‘Ooh, hope he hurries up’ Emma said quietly, making us both laugh. A few seconds later he arrived, handed us our passes and we followed him down the corridor to the meeting room. As we walked into the room, Jane and Emma hurriedly put their bags down on the table and took off their coats. ‘Sorry but I really must nip to the loo, where abouts are they?’ Jane asked hurriedly, moving quickly towards the door, followed closely by Emma. The guy showed us the way and we all walked quickly down the corridor towards relief. Another sighting featuring Jane from the story above. A few weeks ago, Jane and I were sitting on the bus on the journey home (the company runs its own bus service that runs from the office, through the city centre, and to the suburb where we live, with lots of stops along the way). The route normally takes around an hour, but because of particularly heavy traffic that day, it was taking about 20 minutes longer. As the bus got close to our stop, I noticed Jane sat just in front of me and across the aisle. She was sitting with her legs very tightly crossed, which was difficult to do as there isn’t much leg room on the bus, bouncing them every so often with a hand pushed between them. Every time the bus stopped, she leaned out of her seat to look at the traffic in front of us, getting more and more frustrated as time wore on. She had headphones on, otherwise I would have asked her what was bothering her so much, even though I’m sure it was because she was dying for a pee. As I watched her, she uncrossed her legs, squeezed her thighs together tightly while leaning forwards in her seat, before recrossing her legs the other way. She did this a few more times, until a few minutes later when our stop finally arrived. As we got off the bus, she took her headphones off and turned around to say bye to me, as we live in opposite directions from where the bus drops us off. ‘I can’t believe how bad the traffic was tonight’ I said just before she started to walk away, trying to stall her for a bit longer. She crossed her legs tightly and smiled. ‘Yeah it was awful, sorry I would stop and chat but I really need to go to the loo!’ she said breathlessly, bouncing on the spot with her legs still tightly crossed. I laughed and we said our goodbyes, before she hurried off to relief. Another bus sighting. It was another day with heavy traffic and the route home was taking longer than normal. I noticed that a curvy, cute blonde girl with glasses sat directly opposite me across the aisle was bouncing one knee quickly up and down every few seconds, looking anxiously at the long line of cars in front of us. She had bought a large cup of coffee from the office canteen and had been taking frequent sips throughout the journey, and by now it looked like she was starting to feel the effects in her bladder. We still had about 10 minutes left to go before it was time to get off, and as the minutes ticked slowly by, her knee bouncing got more and more frequent until it was almost constant, and I saw her bite her lip a few times. Unfortunately my stop came (mine is the second to last stop – the last stop is right in the centre of the suburb about 2 minutes further) so I didn’t get to see the outcome, but I’m guessing she had a desperate walk home ahead of her with a very full bladder. A couple of weeks ago, I was walking out of the canteen, and just in front of me one of the canteen staff (a cute blonde woman in her late 20s, wearing a black polo shirt and tight black trousers) was hurrying towards the toilets. As she turned the corner, she stopped and gave a frustrated sigh, seeing that the cleaner was just putting up the sign on the toilet door to say that they were closed for cleaning. The cleaner glanced round and the blonde woman said ‘Ooh can I just go in quickly? Sorry but I’ve been waiting forever’, bouncing on the spot to show how badly she wanted to go. The cleaner said it was fine, and let the woman walk past her into the toilets. ‘Oh thanks so much, I’ll be two minutes!’ she said breathlessly as she hurried in. It was around 2pm, and she had obviously been stuck on the till since before 12 serving people during the lunchtime rush, and had only just got a chance to go. At the office building where I am based most of my time, there is a fairly large call centre where staff spend hours on the phones taking calls from customers. The call centre workers have set breaks, and unless it is their breaktime they’re often not allowed to just leave their phone unattended, unless they ask their manager if they can go for a quick loo break. However, it seems like most of the staff hang on until their break even if they’re bursting. I’ve seen a few anxious looking women hurrying to the toilets, which are just outside the office where the call centre is located. The most memorable sighting I had was when I saw a very cute, short and slightly curvy girl in her late teens/early 20s, wearing a short skirt and black tights, rushing out of the office. She was resting a hand on the front of her skirt, not quite holding herself but not far from it, and she was very red in the face. As soon as she saw me she quickly moved her hand back to her side and gave me an embarrassed looking smile, before biting her lip as she pushed open the door to the toilets. It’s also not uncommon to see some of the call centre staff go straight out for a smoke and wait until just before their break ends to go back in for a pee, so there are often plenty of women stood out in the smoking area fidgeting around with their legs very tightly crossed! Hope you enjoyed these sightings, hopefully there will be many more to come!
  5. Wow! It's been years since I've had a decent wetting or desperation experience to write until today . My ringtone was ringing in my ear at 5 am this morning. I opened up my eyes and reached for my phone to see who was calling me at this hour, although I already knew before I did. I quickly glanced down at my phone and sure enough, it was him. I quickly answered his phone call. "Hello?" I answered in a groggy tone, Despite knowing who was on the other side of the phone, my brain has yet to process still as I feel my eyes becoming heavy once again. "Hey" He responded in his usual sultry tone. "Oh! Hey Sean!" I immediately perked up at the sound of his voice. So from there, we chatted a lot, asking each other about work life as well as personal...And sexual. After our phone sex session, we talked for a little more. I made a mention of needing to pee a little bit and his voice changed into a sultry-like tone, I knew I officially stirred the pot. And the first thing he said was "get some water". Since I was still pretty horny and was somewhat in the mood for holding, I did what I was told, but not without giving him somewhat of a hard time first. I played it innocent...at first. "Do I have to get up and get water? I want to stay in my bed, it's so comfortable." I said in a whiny tone. "Yes, you do - Now do it." He ordered. "mmm...Fine" and went and did what I was asked, feeling a slight tingle in my pussy. At that moment, I wanted him here with me in person. But I shook myself away from those thoughts as I was on borrowed time before work started. It was already 6 am, So I didn't have much time to sit there and think a lot at the moment about that. I returned to my room with a bottle of water in my hand and sat on my bed, awaiting his next instruction. "Drink!" I messed with him again before taking a few sips from my water bottle. We went off topic, chatted some more before going back into our roleplay. By then, I had already finished one bottle of water. He told me to get another water bottle and drink that one as well. I was already a 6.5 on a scale of 1-10. But I wanted a challenge, So I drunk the second bottle as well. Well...I wasn't prepared for what my morning challenge would bring. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- After I drunk those 2 water bottles, my 6.5 quickly shot up to an 8.5. It didn't help I never had my morning pee either. We were still talking on the phone well past 7 am, but I was incredibly desperate to pee. I asked him many times to let me use the bathroom - But of course, he declined. I was squirming in my bed, trying not to move too much, but it seemed I could never find a comfortable spot to let the pressure in my bladder stop bothering me. I released little moans as I squirmed, much to his delight. I realized time has quickly passed, It was 8 am already and I need to get ready for work and make it there before 9. I quickly got off the phone with him and told him I would contact him as soon as I got to work. I sighed in relief that they didn't suspect a thing. I called Sean and alerted him I was at work, It was only 8:30 so I had 30 minutes to kill. We continued our conversation and I walked in slowly while slightly hunched over. I needed to keep my composure. I didn't need my co-workers to think I was a little girl that couldn't control her bladder. But dammit! I was bursting and if I didn't get to a bathroom soon...I remembered there was one by another entrance, So I slowly walked over to it trying not to leak into my panties along the way. I felt my cheeks burning with embarrassment along the way. I finally got to the bathroom, I looked around to make sure no one was there, I went into one of the stalls with Sean still on the phone. I was finally in front of a toilet, but I knew I couldn't use it yet...I knew he wouldn't let me off the hook that easy. "Don't go yet, leak into your panties" "But I need to go..." I said, losing my composure I had and crossed my legs while grabbing my crotch in the stall. The toilet was right there! "Mmm...do it." At this point, I was very horny, desperate, on the verge of being more embarrassed. But I did what he asked, I let a little bit flow into my panties, it started to feel good actually...Until I had reminded myself I was at my work environment. I quickly snapped out of it and resumed crossing my legs and squirming. " I did it..." "Mmm...more" I heard him breathing heavy on the other end. "But I'm not sure if I can-" Before I could finish my sentence, I heard a few women came into the restroom. I had to think quick. If they see me standing up hobbled over in my stall...So I sat down on the toilet to make it seem not so suspicious...while still talking on the phone with him...At this point, I felt my cheeks burning hot. and was extra nervous. And sitting on the toilet did not help my situation at all. I thought for sure I was going to piss through my pants. But to my surprise, After everyone came and did what they needed, I pulled through somehow. "...That was close." I said, making sure I was the only one in the bathroom. I got up from the toilet seat and resumed my desperation dance. He asked me to leak into my panties 2 more times and I did, feeling mixed emotions each time I did. "I did it.." "Good...now, sit on the toilet and piss through your panties." I didn't even bother to debate him, I leaked multiple times at this point and my black pants at the crotch area were a little damp. I just wanted to relieve my aching bladder of piss and pressure. I happily just pulled down my pants, sat back on the toilet with my panties on, and pissed through my panties, sighing in relief while also moaning a little bit. I think I damn near had an orgasm, hehe. After I did that. I stripped myself of my former panties, Wiped myself down, put back on my pants, wrapped my panties in paper towels, and put them way down in the bathroom's trash can. I hopped off the phone with Sean and wished him a good day. I can honestly say I felt good but dirty...In a good way that is. Today was definitely a good day.
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  7. Those videos are my faves, but I've only seen one or two. Anyone know of any great titles?
  8. Do I take down the classroom desperation site and focus on the workplace/office desperation site? Please take this hugely important survey. It has only two questions. It will determine my fiction direction going forward. https://s.surveyplanet.com/rkOOtv0Nf
  9. Peeingbunny

    malefemale Aaron and his Boss

    Aaron needed to pee and he needed to pee bad. But right now he was sitting in for a coworker at a very important meeting, his legs crossed and his hand crushing his knee cap. He mouthed over to his boss Dan: "I need to go!" but the man just shrugged his shoulders. You would think that sitting in a room full of men in their 60s, that at least one of them would have had to pee in the past five hours that was this meeting. But they all sat their delicately sipping their teas and coffee without a care in the world. The main issue was that Aaron had gone into the meeting having to pee because of circumstance. His coworker, Gary, had to be out of town for a wedding this weekend. And Aaron is usually Gary's go-to-man when it comes to departmental issues. Usually this wasn't something that Aaron minded because technically Gary was his supervisor and if working some of Gary's meetings meant him getting a promotion, he wasn't about to pass that up. But today had just gone hay-wire! Last night Aaron went out with a couple of friends and had a couple drinks more than he had originally planned. In all honestly, his friends were trying to get him laid. It had been three years since he had broken up with his ex and he wasn't quite sure that he was ready to move on. His friends, obviously, didn't think that lanky and freckled Aaron could score on his own were constantly taking him to bars all across town. Aaron didn't mind it, as long as he was able to control himself. Knowing that he had a huge meeting this morning, and not wanting to wake up with a horrible hangover, he drank a ton of water and gatorade. Didn't matter to him, he'd be at his bachelor pad with his own bathroom and he could pee all night long if necessary. Then his alarm didn't go off. Being a night-owl, Aaron usually liked to give himself two hours to get ready so that by the time he got to the office, he was coherent and actually functional. But the day started at 9 and Aaron woke up at 8:30. And he was seriously, thankful that he didn't wake up later than that. Oddly enough when Aaron woke up the next morning, he barely had to pee. That alcohol must have seriously dehydrated him but for once he was seriously grateful. He grabbed a orange juice and an oatmeal cup to go and bolted out of the door. Then he turned around and grabbed his coat. It was a brisk October evening and the chilly air definitely reminded him that he could use the bathroom. He could just pee when he got to the office...right? Wrong. Aaron rushed into the office and was handed a large hot coffee by one of the secretaries, Donna. She was the talk of the town among the men at the office but Aaron didn't really find the appeal. It was probably because he was gay. "The meeting starts in 5 Aaron" she said. "What? I thought it started at 10!" Aaron exclaimed quickly removing his coat from his shoulders. "They moved up the time last minute because of something that happened with USPS," she informed him. "They'll be in conference room 190." She pointed to the room in the corner. "Yeah, yeah, yeah," he muttered under his breath. He threw his coat at his desk and took a big gulp of his coffee and went into the room. He wouldn't have time to use the bathrooms because the dumb architects who had built the building decided to put bathrooms only on the even floors. And that was a flight of stairs too many to take before this meeting. With this many companies involved, he knew that this was going to be a long meeting. But Aaron was sure they'd have a break at some point. "Aaron, glad you could make it!" Dan said behind him. Dan was technically Aaron's boss because he was Gary's boss but they had sort of a weird relationship. He was very friendly in a high school coach trying to rally a team before a game way. He was often very handsy with Aaron grabbing his arms or his shoulders, once slapping him on the ass but Judy from HR was on him about that one. And he could really be a dick sometimes. "Really hope Gary is having fun at that wedding!" He put one strong hand on Aaron's shoulder and gripped it tightly. "Yeah me too," Aaron muttered. "But just gunna say, I know you're not Gary but you're the second best and I'm glad you're stepping in for him," he said with a large smile. Dan's teeth were perfectly straight and his smile produced two dimples on his cheeks. They were adorable. "Uh thanks Dan," Aaron said drawing his lip sin slightly. He wasn't entirely sure if the brawny many had meant that has a complement. "Alright, let's do this!" Dan said pumping two fists into the air. Dan walked ahead of him and Aaron couldn't help but find himself looking at his ass. His pants were a little bit tighter than usual today and he could see the wonderful muscle definition that he had. "God you're so from New Jersey," Aaron sighed and shook his head. Feeling a little bit inadequate, he followed the man into the conference room. And that's what brings us up to this point. Five hours into the meeting, there still was no break and Aaron was hanging on for dear life, seriously hopping that he wasn't about to pee his pants. He knew that Dan knew but every time he had tried to call a break, one of the old men started yapping again and they were back at square one. And Aaron was so afraid that he would cause a problem by just ducking out that he kept quiet silently pleading with his bladder to hold on and for Dan to do something for him. "We aren't getting anywhere with this, we should take a break," Dan intervened. "I don't think we should go anywhere until we make some sort of compromise!" Nathan, the CEO of some company from some place that Aaron didn't care about because he had to pee. "I'm not calling for us to end the meeting Nathan! I'm calling for a five minute break to stretch our legs!" Dan barked back his brows curled and his arms crossed. Aaron noticed that his pecs were very pronounced in the blue satin shirt that he had decided to wear that day. And then Aaron's entirely body relaxed slightly as a tiny splurt of pee escaped from the tip of his penis. He started to panic. He couldn't pee himself in front of these people. He didn't want to pee himself in front of anyone let alone these huge corporate giants. Not knowing what to do he quickly stood up and bolted from the room. Not saying a word, he heard Dan call his name as he headed straight for the staircase. "Need to pee, need to pee," he kept saying, trying to keep his legs crossed as he rushed down the stairs. Another bit of pee escaped and he stopped to grab his throbbing crotch. It was so difficult to stop the stream at this point. There was no way he'd be able to hold it much longer. Aaron was going to explode any second. He desperately needed the bathroom. He entered the second floor and took a sharp turn to the left. There it was, the men's bathroom! And by some luck, there was nobody in the single person bathroom. Aaron started leaking as he entered the room. Forget locking the door! He could feel the urine on his legs he and unzipped his jeans when he felt a strong hand grip his shoulder. Instinctively he turned around but being so close to release, he couldn't stop himself from peeing. He saw Dan standing behind him looking oddly innocent, his mouth slightly open as he saw Aaron's pee hit the side of the urinal. Aaron couldn't quite focus but Dan grabbed his penis and directed the man back to the urinal so as to not get any of Aaron's pee on either of them. A loud moan escaped Aaron's lips as he relaxed his body into Dan's. He could feel his penis throbbing and start to stiffen in Dan's hand. It had been so long since someone else had touched him and while he had wanted it, this wasn't exactly what he had had in mind. For some reason, he couldn't help but get aroused. That was when Dan did something that Aaron didn't quite expect. He kissed his neck and began to seductively nibble on his ear. It made Aaron weak at the knees, although he was already quite weak from having held his pee for so long. He moaned again and this time Dan took this as a cue to start stroking Aaron's throbbing dick. Dan took Aaron by the shoulders and threw him against wall. The cold tile felt nice on his back as he was definitely heating up. Dan put his hand against Aaron's face and drew him in for passionate kiss then he pulled Aaron's hair back and began to stroke his dick faster. Aaron found his hands grasping Dan's ass. "Shit," Aaron moaned as he came violently. Dan let go of his penis and traced his fingers down his shaft, and up his body to his mouth. He tapped Aaron's mouth with his finger. "I didn't know you were gay," Dan said. "So what, you just took a chance?" Aaron joked with a smile. Aaron's cum was still in Dan's hand and he had half a mind to lick it from his boss' fingers. Dan opened his mouth as if to say something and then there was a knock at the door. "Just a sec!" Dan cried out and then sheepishly added, "We should probably get back." "Oh yeah," Aaron muttered catching his breath. Dan laughed as Aaron fastened his pants. Aaron walked over to the sick trying to keep his composure but his mind was swarming. The facet exploded and covered the front of him in water. Dan quickly washed his hands, somehow keeping his clothes dry. They walked towards the the door the sink still spitting out water. Dan assured Aaron that he would have a change of clothes for him in his office but at least the water had help to wash away the slight pee stains that Aaron had left on his pants. They opened the door and saw a fellow coworker standing there. "Sink's broken man," he said pointing into the bathroom. "You might want to find another place." "That's the third time this month. When will they fix that thing?" He rolled his eyes and walked away. Aaron felt a strong hand on his shoulder and turned to see a smiling Dan. "So tell me, what'cha doing this weekend?" he asked.
  10. This is something that happened to me at my new job a few months ago. I work at an office where deadlines are often known way in advance and more often are changed at the last minute, today was one of those days, and I almost had a major embarrassing moment. I spent most of the morning hard at work for a project deadline that was to be done at 5pm later that day. Since it is almost Christmas, other companies send us gift baskets and food and drinks with their Christmas cards. So naturally I had my fill of fancy drinks all morning... By lunch time we had a guest speaker presentation who brought more food and drinks, so I ate up, not even thinking about using the bathroom. At 1 I got back to my desk at the office and started reading through emails and I could feel my bladder getting the first signs of being full. I thought about going to pee then, but I decided to wait a little longer, after all there was no rush on the deadlines yet... Around 1:15 we all got an email from the owner, who told us we needed to the documents done by 4pm instead of 5. Everyone started panicking, and I did too, that was barely enough time. But I knew now I couldn't leave until it got done, but my bladder was also unhappy, I really noticed my need to pee now, but it would be another almost 3 hours before I could pee, and that became of the worst 3 hours I've had.. By 2pm I was already getting squirmy and desperate. But I still had lots of documents to finish. My bladder would have to wait. By 3:30 it was nearly unbearable.. god I had to pee so bad, but I couldn't leave for a moment--this sheets needed to be finished in less than 20 minutes. My bladder was nearly at its limits, I couldn't sit still in my seat, with the constant waves of pressure trying to make me release right there. Finally 4pm rolled around and we were somehow able to get the project submitted on time.. and by then I really had to go... I could barely stand up straight and my bladder was throbbing.. I made my way to the bathroom when a sharp wave of pressure made me pee for about a second, getting my boxers wet but not my pants thankfully. I knew I only had seconds left... I rushed to the bathroom (thankfully there was nobody in there at the time) and into a stall and got my pants down just as I release a torrent of pee. It felt amazing though.. to let the pressure out and my bladder empty. I must've peed for over a minute. After I finished I sighed a relief and looked at my boxers, lucky just a small wet spot. So I learned another lesson..go pee before deadlines are due! :P
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    there was a video on here awhile back where a girl was sitting behind a desk like a secretary and talking on the phone, or maybe dealing with a customer and she kept squirming until she completely lost it and wet herself. any ideas?
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    First attempt at writing an interactive story, so don't too harsh on me. You can choose more than one option, but not option conflicting each other (you'll see). Let's begin... ~ Date: 27 July 2008, 10:54 AM From: ella.p@pißallgmbh.com To: louise.d@pißallgmbh.com Cc: × Subject: Re: meeting presentation - Louise, Due to your previous request, you could find the corrected presentation attached. I noticed some mistakes on paragraph 3 and 5, but I managed to shorten them up a litte. Let's give it a quick glance before our 2 PM meeting, please: I need to review some parts and be sure the japanese translations are correct (despite my degree I still get really nervous lol). I'm still hungover from last night; I know these clients are important but I don't think it should be our 'professional duty' to carry them around karaokes and drinking cocktails. Don't get me wrong, I didn't mind Mr. Shinichi looking at my breast from time to time, but we still need to be in the office this morning at 9! My head hurts and I thought I almost puked in the subway this morning. Luckily I'm recovering rehydratating myself with lots of water and coffee... how are you? I saw you pretty messed up last night! Maybe you should: A. Come by my office and take a look at the presentation together; if so, can you bring me also a cup of coffee, deary? B. Correct my corrections and send me the new 'presentation' via mail, while I gulp down another bottle of water. C. Forget it! I'll do all the work, don't bother me! You're always unavailable when needed! D. Send me your assistant to help me: one of my heel got stuck in a grate this morning and it's almost broken. I don't want to attend the meeting barefeer, how embarassing! I should ask Jeremy to help me, but this lazy-ass assistant didn't came to work this morning! One more mistake and I'll fire hime! I'm waiting for an answer! Ella presentation1.ppx 19.7 MB
  15. Hi.. ..This will be my first story which is 110% true. Not a single fiction. The whole story is real. What I saw today is a treasure for me and all the desperation lovers. So, I am from India and live in a small city. So there's a pharmacy(medicine store) just about half kilometers from my house. A girl is employed to the pharmacy and there's no one to help her in her work and the owner of the pharmacy just visits the shop for like 5 mins and goes away, again comes after some hours for a few minutes and so on. The girl was very beautiful and hot(one who would make your penis grow) .The owner was an old and rude and strict man.Everytime I go out from my house I look towards the pharmacy and see the girl and wonder have see ever been desperate to pee. The inside of the pharmacy was clearly visible from outside. And for your information this is India. There are a number of other shops joined with the pharmacy and all the other shopkeepers were male except her. And this is India, so whenever the shopkeepers needed to pee they just urinate in the opposite side of the road or below the footpath. But the poor girl couldn't as there were no toilets, so she had to hold her pee until her break, and a typical Indian girl would be shy and would never urinate in front of so many people. The girl came to the shop at about 9 in the morning. Stayed there for about 12, then goes to lunch and comes back again at about 2 or 2:30 at the afternoon and closes the shop at about 6 pm in the evening. I saw where she lived. Her room was at about 10 mins walking distance from the pharmacy. And she always comes by walking. So here comes the main part. Today I went out from my house on bike at about 2:35 in the afternoon and looked towards the shop and saw the girl just arriving after lunch. She was wearing salwar pant(an Indian dress) and a jacket and looked very pretty. I returned to home at about 4 pm and saw her on the way chatting with some middle aged man.The pharmacy mostly remains calm due to less customers. So the other shopkeepers get a good chance to come and chat with her when there were no customers. I went out from my house again in the afternoon due to some work to one of my friend's house. It was 6 :45 already by the time I returned, so I thought the the girl might have gone by now. But as I reached near the pharmacy, to my surprise I saw the girl talking with a man(who looked like a customer) with slightly bend forward and crossing her legs while standing. I never saw anything like that in real life. It was for the first time. My heart rate became faster. I looked at my mobile and the time was 7 pm. So I thought that she might be delayed due to some reason. I immediately came up with an idea to delay her more. I saw her at 2:35 and it was now 7. So she was already without peeing for 4 and a half hours. And the other shopkeepers always offers her coffee two or three times during the afternoon while chatting with her(I saw that before). So she might be desperate by now. So I parked my bike and went to the shop. She was just talking the keys and about to close the pharmacy as I entered. She looked at me with a nervous smile. I made up a story and told her that a person is coming to buy a medicine and I don't know the name of the medicine , it is written in a prescription and the person himself couldn't read it. And all the medical shops here are closed at about 6:30 and it was also a holiday so I asked her if she could keep the shop open till he came. She looked worried but however she told OK. I sat there at the bench in the shop and she was standing and looking at her mobile. Her legs were shaking slightly she was nervous. The minutes ticked on and it was now 7 :30pm. Then she asked nervously why did the men didn't come till now. I told her that he was a serious patient and told that he is coming with his family from another district (a district which took 2 hours from our place and which was less developed than our place so definitely there would be no medicine shop open by now) and all the pharmacies might be closed by now. He will be taken for better treatment tomorrow and getting the medicine was emergency and it will be very problem if he doesn't get it. The girl looked nervous, she smiled nervously and told that she could wait for some more time but have to close when the owner arrives after some time. (the owner came there everyday to play cards with the other shopkeepers, drink bear. ..till late night ..). I told OK and kept on sitting there. Then she moaned loudly and crossed her legs again while standing and looked in her mobile. Then I became sure that she was desperate to pee. As the minutes ticked on she become more and more fidgety. She moaned two or three times. She couldn't stand still. Then suddenly she said shhhss... .ahhhh.. .kept on fidgeting. Then the time became 8 pm. She was really fidgety by now. She looked towards me and asked me how long would it take for the men to reach. I made a fake phone call and pretended to ask and told her that they are coming. Then she said shhhss.. Gave a fake smile, crossed her legs and kept on fidgeting. It was now 8 :30pm. So she was there without peeing for 6 hours with surely two or three cups of coffee. I also saw a one liter bottle at her table which almost empty. Only a little water remained at the bottom. So she must be very desperate by now. Then suddenly the owner arrived. He looked at me and I narrated my fake story to him also. He told the girl to stay there and keep the shop open until the man arrives. He was very firm in his words. She looked really worried and tried to argue with him in low voice. He said no and gave me a smile and left. The girl was in serious trouble now. She moaned. ..said shssshh... Ooohhh... and put her hand in her stomach near the bladder and band forward slightly. She saw me looking and immediately removed her hand from there. Then we both made eye contact with each other,she gave me shy and nervous smile and looked away. Her face was becoming red. She groaned and sat in her chair. It became eight 8:45 pm. She looked really worried. Then she told me that there is an another pharmacy which might be open now. I told her that I shouldn't take the risk as it would be problem if it was closed. I knew she was telling that so that she can close the shop and relieve herself. Hearing by reply she bite her lips, gave me a worried smile and kept on sitting in her chair. Now she couldn't sit still even for a second. She was rocking back and forth, fidgeting, moaning,shifting her weight from side to side, crossing her legs one side then the other. I don't know if she knew that her predicament was known to me. She was so desperate and tensed that she forgot about me sitting in front of her. Besides most Indian woman are so shy that they would hold their pee for hours and do not speak and show any signs of desperation even though they needed to go quite badly. And this girl was of those kind of women, but still she was moaning and showing all signs of needing to pee. That means she was very very very very desperate and uncomfortable. Then it became 9 pm. She looked very fidgety and uncomfortable now. Then she made another excuse that the men might not get the medicine which he would want as most of the medicines are out of stock. I said it's OK as I have no other option. Then she gave me another worried smile and kept on fidgeting. After some time she told me can you please ask where they reached. I pretended again, made a phone call and told her that they are coming. She moaned again. It was now 9 :30 pm. She suddenly said shhhss.. ....very loudly, held her stomach and got up from her chair. She was now walking from one side to the other inside the shop. She walked with closed steps, bounced sometime and moaned sometimes. Then suddenly she said oooohhhh....and stopped and bend forward more than before and put her hands in her stomach. As she saw me looking she immediately removed her hands said shhhss.. .loudly and kept on walking .....it was now 9 :45 .She looked tensed and worried. Her face and ears becoming red. But to her luck she saw a nearby shopkeeper closing his shop. She shouted at him, called him and told him "Can you please stay I'm just coming in 5 mins". Before he could say anything she said that she would be back very quickly, said ssshhhh.. ..loudly and walked towards her home very fast holding her stomach. Then I again told the fake story to the other shopkeeper. He gave me directions to another pharmacy and told that it remains open till late night. I also told him OK and left. I could have delayed her even more but he spoiled it.. . Anyway it was fair enough and a very hot experience I would remember my whole life. .. AND THE WHOLE STORY IS TRULY AND FULLY REAL. ..SO DON'T ASK ME AGAIN. .. HOPE YOU LOVED IT.. .
  16. Hi everyone, I live in a small town... as you imagine it's not easy to find someone with which tell something which may be reputationally damaging, moreover if we are talking about lesbian and in-office relationship! I hope to find some ideas about how to manage this odd situation! Thank you in advance ;) First of all I'm a 25 years old girl, I have a boyfriend (3 years long relationship) but I've always had lesbian fantasies. As I mentioned in my town or in the neghborhood there are no places where to met other omosexual people... these towns are extremely close-minded about this kind of relationship and coming out simply isn't an option if you want a normal career here! I think that I am more bisexual then omosexual since I enjoy very much having sex with men. Moreover I have never kissed (or had sex with) a girl so I don't know actaully if I'd enjoy it or if it is only a fantasy which will fade after my first real lesbian experience. So... to begin with the problem I'm facing... I've been working as a broker (buy and sell on the stock exchange all day) for ten months now and I have this collegue of mine... What can I say... she's just awesome! She's a beautiful 30 years old woman... a very sporty person so her body is stunning eventhough she's not so tall (about 1.60 mt ... as I am) but she's perfectely proportioned, very nice butt ;) and small but very nice breasts. But what drive me really crazy is her sexy and calm voice and her scent: she always use Armani Code which has a very persisten flavour and more than once I come back home with her scent on me (we work very close to each other). Now ... she's extremely introverted so we rarely talk about non-work topics but there were a couple of occasions where we talked about our private life and she told me she's never had a boyfriend.... so let's go to the first question is running in my mind: is she lesbian or not? I mean... it's a fantastic girl very smart and beautiful why the hell she's never had a boyfriend??? Furtheremore one time we were talk about the weekend and she said that she's having some problems with her bed since a friend of her had been there for the night and they (she said literaly) "destroyed the bed" .... what should I think???? Anyway... this is what I know: at the moment she hasn't any serious relationship, I guess she is lesbian and she's my boss at the office => I should think about her everything but my boss but I can't get her out of my mind!!! I come back home and what I do is thinking about her lips, her mouth, her breasts, her butt all the time and when I masturbate (very often these day) I think about touching her, kissing her, licking her all over her body!!! This is driving me crazy! And you can imagine how the work can go on with her just close to me ALL DAY LONG!!! What should I do?! I guess I just needed to talk to someone... as I said I cannot talk with my parents of friends here in town and above all I cannot share this fantasies with my boyfriend!! So just thank you in advance for any suggestion and sorry for my grammar mistakes (I'm Italian). Kisses
  17. I'm starting a series of stories about my ex (girlfriend, but for 10 years, including a daughter together). A few years into our relationship I told her about my fetish (even she confessed that she suspected about it, because she found a video of a Japanese woman peeing herself in out computer) and she agreed to pee herself for me. That time she was needing to pee but couldn't pee her pants, even a few minutes later called me from the bathroom and proceeded to pee her panties in front of me. That was the first time of a lot that she peed herself for me, and one on the few she did it on purpose. I can't say she's "accident prone" (even in the last years she was, maybe because she peed so many times for me that the barriers where low) and only have had one major accident (I'll tell you about it in other post), but she don't have a very strong bladder and even before knowing my fetish, she used to hold it until the last minute, mostly because she always got distracted with something else, and remembered to go to the bathroom only when she couldn't hold it anymore. Back to the stories, many of them have pictures attached (this one doesn't, sorry). BTW, English is not my home language, so excuse me if my writing is not all the good I would like it to be (corrections are welcomed). Here is the first story, enjoy. Gus ------------------------------------------------------------- As I told you before, my ex used to hold it all the time she can, not because she's interested in wetting or watersports, she's like that since she was very young (at the time of this story she was 25). She simply can't stop doing what she's doing to go pee, she has to finish it first. That's specially a problem when she's doing the dishes, because that increases her urge to pee, it was usual to me to see her walking from the kitchen to the bathroom with her legs tight together, putting one foot in front of the other, but she never have had an accident (well, almost, but that's for another message), except the ones "arranged" with me at home, since she was a kid and wet herself going to the dentist (yet another message) until that day. I was working at my office and she called me on the phone and told me that she couldn't hold it. At first I didn't understand what she was talking about, but then I realized. This is what happened: She was working alone in her office and had too much work to do. She has been the urge to pee for a while, but decided (as usual) to first finish a couple of emails she was preparing with information for the trips of some passengers of her (she worked in a travel agency). When she sent the emails she was already in the verge of peeing herself. She stood up slowly and walked to the door (it was a very old building, a historical one in fact, and the bathrooms were outside the office and shared between all the offices of the floor) and when she was about to leave the office she realized that she have forgot the key (oh yes, the bathrooms had keys, one for each office in the floor... almost a dream come true), so she had to go back and get it. Now she was walking with her "trademark step", crossing one leg in front of the other with every step, and when she found the keys and walked again to the door (did I mentioned that the bathrooms are in the middle of the building and her office is in one end?) there were people talking in the hallway, so she couldn't go outside and let strangers see her walk like that, because she was REALLY desperate at that point. In fact, while she was waiting behind the door, she began to lose it, first a spurt soaking her panties and then a few short ones running down her legs, so going out wasn't an option anymore. One short note about her clothes: she was wearing a dark skirt long to her knees, black leggings and small boots, so her accident wasn't very obvious, lucky for her. As I was telling, she was beginning to lose it, so she walked to one corner of the office, with pee still running down her legs slowly and now splashing in the carpet, grabbed a cup and peed there. Then she had to clean herself, but when I arrived (as soon as I could leave the office) she still had her leggings and panties wet, and we made love right there (it was too much for me ^_^).
  18. maxomaxo2

    Japanese Mature OL

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    2 Omorashi Scenes featuring mature office lady from DAPJ-82 with Riri Koda MP4 Format

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  19. https://jade-net-home.com/products/109360?m= SL 190 as requested, from a fairly well known source. *Warning* poop alert in part 2 @ approx 9-10 mins. Seems I will have to post part 3 later as max upload reached. SL 190-1.mp4 SL 190-2.mp4
  20. I am planning an office and workplace desperation story site, which is another strong interest of mine. But I want to both gauge interest and get some feed back on proposed stories. If this project interests you, please take my poll on my planned office and workplace desperation story site https://s.surveyplanet.com/SJVZESuXz Thanks Tess
  21. My ex's next accident happened four months after the previous one, this time at work. She was alone in her office and covered with work. She wanted to pee but there was too much to do and waited until the moment she had to leave to her class (she was studying English, we speak Spanish). By then she was desperate, crossing her legs while turning everything off and closing the office. That night was raining. When she arrived home she had no t-shirt on, just the bra and a jacket zipped on top. The t-shirt was in her bag and was soaking wet. When I asked her what happened she told me that she had a story that I would like... This was the rest of her story: she hurried to the bathroom, but by the time she got to the bathroom door she had already leaked in her panties and had a spot in the crotch of her jeans (light brown and very dark when wet). More pee escaped while she was unzipping, and when she finally got her pants off and managed to sit in the toilet, there was a big wet spot between the legs of her pants, half up her ass and half down to her knees. She considered taking a cab and go home, but as it was raining, she decided to put her jacket around her waist to walk outside the building and then get all wet under the rain to conceal the wet spot. Then she attended the two hours of her class (she told me that anyway she had to put her jacket over her legs because there was a dry zone between the pee-wetness of her crotch and the rain-wetness of her thighs) while her pants dried, and then went home. Later that night (still with her pee panties and pants) I made her stage her accident for me (but without making it :D ). I don't have photos of that night, but to compensate here you have a video of her wetting that same pants (a couple of years later). The sound of water running is from the sink, to make it more difficult for her to hold it ;) 7 - MOV00030 (clip).avi Gus
  22. MagicMike123

    Office Chair Wetting

    So over the past few weeks on the weekends, I've been trying something new. I have been taking about a full box of tissues, spreading them out across my office chair, taking my underwear off, and peeing. I know it may not be the most convenient way to do a wetting, but it is fun for me. I usually pee for about five to ten seconds at a time, soaking the tissues and some of the chair. It feels great, the way your pee puddles up, it feels kind of like wearing a diaper. So if you don't have any diapers around or don't want to make too much of a mess, try this.
  23. Gemmy

    female Stuck in the Office

    I had some fun on Thursday afternoon with a friend and I thought I would share the experience with you guys and girls…. Just over a year ago, back in December 2014, I started visiting a chat room based around the BDSM fetish and most of the people that visit there are into the dom/sub dynamic. As a lot of you know I am a switch which means I am both dominant and submissive. I am a sub to my husband and I am a dom to my girlfriend Alice. I started going to the chat room everyday and became one of the regulars. Around February a girl joined the chat room and after talking in the main room about her interests we started to message each other. She was a submissive and was interested in orgasm control. After talking to her and telling her about my interests she found out I was a switch and asked if I could help her as she had trouble with orgasm denial when doing it herself and needed someone’s guidance. After a few weeks of guiding her she really liked my approach and I kind of became her full time dom. She would talk to me whilst she was at work in her office and then when she came home we would talk in the evenings. One thing I noticed was her tendency to end up desperate to pee whilst at work and I just put it down to her job and only going when she had a break. However a couple of months after she became my sub she asked if she could ask me a personal question. I told her she could and she said that on my tumblr there were some omorashi related posts and asked what my interest in the fetish was. I told her all the things I loved about omorashi and she said that she liked it too and I then realised why she was desperate so often. She asked how I felt about bladder control and when she found out I both enjoyed being forced to hold and enforcing someone to hold she asked if I wanted to control her bladder as well as her orgasms and I gladly agreed, and have been doing ever since. Which leads us to Thursday afternoon. She works in a small office which deals with the marketing for the company she works for. It had been a normal morning. We chatted whilst she was in her office working and I was giving her tasks to tease herself. Around 12 o’clock she went to get some dinner and she was only gone half and hour. She ate her lunch at her desk and then went back to working. About half 1 she told me she had a meeting at 2 o’clock and wasn’t sure how long she would be. I said that was fine and we continued chatting. Just before 2 o’clock she asked me if she could go and pee before her meeting as she was feeling a little desperate. I said she could as I don’t control her bladder whilst she is at work. I let her decide when she goes to pee as I don’t want to cause her to have an accident at work, i only do that when she is at home. Usually I let her decide how long she holds by giving her rewards to do with her orgasm denial the longer she holds and she usually really wants the rewards so holds until the last moment before she bursts. She went off to pee and I myself was getting desperate as I hadn’t been since I woke up that morning but I had no limitations. She came back from the bathroom and said goodbye and went off to her meeting. I went and made myself some lunch and a drink and 20 minutes later the drink had made my desperation worse and I was sat squirming. Rather than just holding I decided to challenge myself and decided I would hold on until she came back from her meeting. I had no idea how long that would be and the unknowing seemed to make my desperation even worse. By 3 o’clock I was absolutely busting for a wee and sat at my desk wiggling and squirming. I was doing some paperwork but it was getting harder to concentrate as my bladder got more and more full.15 minutes later I was sat on the edge of my chair rocking back and forth desperately trying not to wet my knickers. My bladder was completely full and pushing down hard on my pee hole and I could feel the pee right at the tip wanting to escape. I was begging her to hurry up, waiting for the skype tab to flash orange with a new message. Drops started to dampen my knickers and I had to jam my hand up my skirt against my pussy to stop them turning into leaks. That didn’t last for long and I started leaking. After a few minutes I had lost a few leaks and my knickers were pretty wet. Then I saw what I was waiting for, a new message from skype popped up. I opened it up and she said she was back. I sent a message back saying “oh thank god, I’m bursting for a pee, I have been waiting for you to get back, I need to dash to the loo or i'm gonna wet myself right here”. She messaged back with “mmmm thats hot”. I dashed off to the bathroom and pulled up my skirt. I sat down and my bladder burst through my knickers. It felt so nice to let go and empty my bladder and it was so nice and warm against my pussy. It went on and on and I just sat there sighing as my bladder deflated. Eventually the stream died down and I sat there enjoying the orgasmic feelings of relief. I stood up and went back to my desk. The feeling of my wet knickers rubbing against me felt amazing. I messaged her to tell her I was back and the following conversation happened - Me: I’m back. Her: did you enjoy that? Me: oh god yes, felt so nice, if you had been any longer I would have wet myself. Her: hehe, like I’m almost doing right now. Me: what?? what are you almost doing right now? Her: I’m almost wetting myself, whilst in the meeting the coffee from dinner and the free water in the meeting filled my bladder and for the last half hour of the meeting I was absolutely bursting for a wee”. Me: mmmmmm, thats such a nice thought, I love when people are desperate and stuck in meetings. Why didn’t you go when you came out?. Her: I wanted to come back and ask you permission cos I knew how much you would like my situation. Me: I do love it, the thought of you almost wetting yourself is such a turn on, you can go babe. Her: Well, thats the thing, I am now in another situation. Me: Oh, what’s that? Her: I came back to my desk to ask you permission but you dashed off to pee and I was waiting for you to come back and I underestimated time and now I am on a conference call and can’t leave my desk. Me: oh god, how are you doing babe?. Her: Sat here squirming on the verge of wetting myself, I have to pee so so bad, I am in serious danger of wetting my knickers before this call finishes. The thought of her sitting at her desk so desperate to pee but unable to leave was turning me on like crazy. She had these conference calls a lot, some lasted 20 minutes, some went on for over an hour and knowing she was already almost wetting herself was driving me crazy. As time passed she kept sending me messages telling me how bad she needed to go and each message sent tingles of arousal to my pussy. After 15 minutes she had started dripping and leaking into her knickers and she was begging for the call to end so she could go and have a much needed pee. a couple more minutes passed and she started spurting into her knickers. She was slowly losing control and soaking her knickers and I was soaking my knickers as well. Another few minutes of intense holding on her part passed and a message came through that said the call had ended. I assumed she had dashed off to the loo then suddenly a message popped up that said “oh god babe I can’t move, if I stand up I am going to explode”. I asked her what she was going to do and she sat there for a few minutes and said “well this isn’t the first time I’ve done this”. I asked her what she was doing and she said “I am going to have to pee into the bin, If I don’t I am going to completely soak my knickers”. I picked up on the fact she said it wasn’t the first time and she said “there have been times when I have been having some holding fun and waited a little too long and had to squat and pee in my bin”. I giggled and she said “I just hope no one comes in”.She told me she had pulled her trousers down and was stood dancing in desperation and asked if she could pee. I was too turned on to waste the opportunity. I told her how turned I was and told her to squat over her bin and see how long she could hold it. She told me she was squatted over and she was spurting uncontrollably. I told her she had to keep holding until I had cum. I started rubbing my pussy and she started sending me messages which were designed to make me cum. It didn’t take long for those messages to work their magic and I exploded with orgasmic bliss. When I told her I was cumming she wrote a long “AAAAAHHHHH” and I knew she was peeing. After a couple of minutes she sent a sigh of relief and then we discussed her problem of how she was going to get rid of her bin full of pee. She hid it under her desk and waited until everyone else in the office had gone and then took it over to the bathroom to empty it and wash it out. It was such a hot experience and that evening when she got home she told me stories about the other times she had had to take desperate measures and use her bin and it was such a fun evening. She has also told me a story about another time she was desperate at work and she enjoyed the moment and asked if I could write her a story about it as she isn’t so good at writing so she has sent me the general bullet points and asked if I could turn it into a story that she can keep to remind her of the moment so once I have written it if It is good I might share it here.
  24. 4thefunofit

    malefemale Wet At The Office

    I had my first office wetting experience a few years ago. I was consulting at a large firm in Los Angeles and our large meeting was running past 6pm by the time we wrapped up. I found an empty cube to write some meeting notes and send a couple emails. My bladder was full during the meeting and now it was reminding me again. That's when a very naughty and risky idea to wet myself a little right then and there popped into my head. I stood up and walked around a little to ensure that the people I was working with already left their offices. Yep, the coast was clear except for just a few people scattered about the large building. Luckily, I was wearing black slacks (wool blend), dark silk boxers, a dark grey dress shirt, t-shirt, and dress shoes. I sat down in the comfy Aeron chair - the kind with mesh instead of fabric and foam - and proceeded with my plan. Just a squirt or two, then I'll head to the men's room and a urinal. My heart started pounding as I carefully relaxed enough to let out just a few drops into my pants. Looking down, I saw a quarter sized wet patch which was barely visible. The tucked-in t-shirt and shirt absorbed some too. Great! This is gonna work out fine. Then I let out a large squirt! It was harder to stop it this time and a large wet patch that extended down my crotch was visible. I felt my crotch which was now quite warm and my dick started getting hard. Can't pee with a stiffy, so I concentrated on my email until it relaxed again. Finally, I was able to release a little more as the urge became more...urgent. I decided to let out a good quick stream this time. Seemed safe enough. As I let go again, I felt pee filling my crotch and flowing down around my balls. With great difficulty, I cut of the flow after a daringly long release. I heard drops on the carpet below my chair! My crotch was now soaked and the shiny wet patch was still spreading! I relished in the wetness as I finished up my email with the occasional crotch squeeze and drying my wet hand on my pant leg. I emptied my bladder in the men's room then checked the mirror to see how wet my butt was. Just the crack of my butt down low was wet, so no problem from behind. The front however, was a different matter. My t-shirt absorbed so much that my dress shirt was wet above my belt line! I'll need to be careful heading out. I used my laptop bag that was slung over my shoulder to hide the front wetness as I walked to my rental car near the smoking area. I drove straight to my hotel where I needed to cleanup these nice clothes so they don't stain. I hopped in the shower after taking off only my shoes and released urine that had built up on the short drive. It felt so naughty wetting my nice clothes and doing it while so far from home. The risk of getting caught at the office greatly enhanced the event, so much so that once back at the home office, I would regularly let a little pee leak into my underware right after peeing into a urinal. This results in no wet patch, but still gets me a little wet.
  25. This is my very first omorashi upload. I made these while I was practicing and experimenting with the games' pose editor. Please enjoy, comment and rate! http://postimage.org/image/dktjdq6a5/ http://postimage.org/image/9edac4w25/ http://postimage.org/image/m3c69jrkd/ http://postimage.org/image/il4rqwg25/ http://postimage.org/image/esl9b60jx/ http://postimage.org/image/z03ah7nf1/ http://postimage.org/image/vurvihjkd/ http://postimage.org/image/htkhao5e5/ http://postimage.org/image/5iw44c8r1/ http://postimage.org/image/frt6nwm6l/ http://postimage.org/image/h0m46nkgd/ http://postimage.org/image/7dilwxrgt/ http://postimage.org/image/8v8nm8ll9/ http://postimage.org/image/yzuk93pl9/