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    Found one of her few desperation videos and can say I'm in love with her :3 perfect facial expression when she finally relieves herself.
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  2. I'm a very avid reader, and I love it when I come across an omorashi scene in a book. There are a few forum posts about this, so I'm guessing some of you do too. The information on the forums is great, but it could be better organized. That's why I am proud to present, in the vein of the Full Compiled Anime/Manga List Project (this one https://omorashi.org/topic/23841-full-compiled-animemanga-omorashi-scene-database-project/ )... THE PEE BOOK LIST! So here's the link: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1OEsBsyySn_63MRT0hbofWyJNOt9foxvxmbyFtKQT0s8/edit#gid=973794901 And here's how it works. Title, Author and Genre: Pretty self-explanatory. Character: This indicates the age and sex of the character(s) in the omo scene, Man, Woman, Boy, and Girl. For teenage characters, Boy and Girl are used. Tags: These are some indicators of what the scene features, such as desperation, outdoor peeing and fear wetting. Rating: This category is only used for the comic list. It's basically the same one as the Pee Movie List, with ratings of Explicit, Stream, Wetness, Tame and implied. (No Audio rating; not sure how that would work in a comic.) Link: A link to the book for your reading pleasure. Nine times out of ten it's a Google Book preview which will take you right to the scene in question. I currently have all the books listed in this thread: https://omorashi.org/topic/29379-the-return-of-book-omorashi-scenes/ , plus some of my own, and I'll add the ones from the older longer thread in the near future. If you find a new scene you can post it here (the list isn't open to editing) or at the link above and I'll add it to the list. Let me know what you think. Enjoy!
  3. Hello everyone, here's a one shot story (that might be continued, depending on your interest in it, my motivation, and mostly time...) that I hope you will like ! A story between a teacher and a student, again (yes, it is my passion !). Let me know if you want this to continue (I have a following part in mind but I'm not sure it's needed). Enjoy ! The mansard room As she looked around her office one last time to check that everything was back in order, Miss Rivers congratulated herself for making this small room such a warmfull place to discuss and study. Added to the ordinary teacher’s desk and chair, there was a large and colourfull carpet, a confortable sofa, two old and patched armchairs and a pile of cushions around a small low table ; on the walls there were two large bookshelves – filled to the brim – and a multitude of pictures, photographs and poems were sticked all around the room. There was a small closet and an only little window. The place was quite dark because of the masard ceiling and the lack of windows but Miss Rivers added a few coloured lamps to make the room welcoming and warm. Unlike her colleagues who prefered to use their personal office as a private place to grade their students’ papers and prepare their lectures qietly, the young teacher chose to share this room with her students so that they could continue to study in a more relaxed atmosphere. She was an english teacher and was teaching a CGSE’s students this year. Her office was mostly dedicated to them because of their important final exam. But this place was also always open for students who needed to talk. She was not a nurse, and made that very clear to her students at the beginning of the year, but she experienced herself some dark moments when she was in school and she never found someone who talk to back then. The funny thing is that she absolutely hated school when she was a student. But she actually discovered the desire to teach when she was experimenting difficulties as a student. Miss Rivers always told herself that if she was not okay with a situation then she would have to try to change it. That’s how she became a teacher, that and her love for literature. Books saved her life and she was absolutely certain that they could save a lot of lost students like she was. As she locked her office’s door, she thought about how she was considered around the school. She arrived two years ago in Harvis school in Porthsmouth and from the very beginning she shooked things up around the place. She was quite unconventional but if it bothered her colleagues at first she was soon respected by her pairs for her resluts with the students. She had an original way to teach, mostly based on discussions, debates and role plays, but she was a very hard worker and everybody could see it. Her students generally loved her because she was very dedicated to them. She didn’t only deeply wanted them to success in school (and tried her best to make them be better everyday) she also wanted, enven deeplier, them to be happy in their life. Her success came from three attributes : to be always optimistic, demanding and strict. As she drove back to her house, she thought about the day. Everything went well, her students worked intensely and she was respecting her schedule : the study of The King Lear was almost finished and they soon would start the reading of Jane Eyre. But she noticed something a bit unusual that day. Victor, one of her CGSE’s students, was working at her office after class with a few students and, as she was grading papers, she noticed that he still looked very lost. He was a transferred student who moved in Porthsmouth two months after the beginning of school, a few weeks earlier. Miss Rivers never had a chance to have a long talk with him and didn’t feel it was necessary until today. He was a serious student and had generally good grades. Until now she thought it was absolutely normal to feel a bit lost in this new town and new school. But students of the class welcomed him very well and he seemed to have made some friends already. However, today he looked distraught. She wanted to talk to him about it tonight but she had to leave the office with some students to sign a paper in the headmaster’s office and when she came back, he was already gone. The weird thing was that Victor seemed to have been waiting for her, letting his friends go back to their home while he was still sitting on the sofa. Miss Rivers was a bit worried. He apparently wanted to talk to her about something and finally decided to run away from her… She felt a pinch of guilt in her stomach. She felt that she had neglected the boy, stressing him about the months he had lost and that he had to catch up rather than seriously asking him how he was feeling. As she arrived home, she promised herself to have a private chat with Victor after class the day after. She woke up very early the morning after. As usual, she forgot some papers she promised herself she would grade for today’s class. She was used to go to school a few hours in advance, she loved to look at the sun rise up from her little window’s office. When she arrived at school, she enjoyed the silence floating along the empty corridors and regain happily the third and last floor of the building, where her small office was situated. She looked for her keys into her handbag and opened the door. As she turned on the yellow lamp on her desk, she startled as she noticed a large form on the sofa, hidden under a blanket (a blanket she kept in the closet for cold evenings). She tried to calm her heartbeats while stepping slowly to the sofa and almost stratled again as she recognized her student Victor’s hair and forehead. Neither the sound of the door opening nor the light on seemed to have waken him up. She frowned and stopped her instinctive hand from wakening the boy. How did he ended up here ? How could she had not noticed her presence after locking up last night ? Why didn’t he say he was still in the room ? Did he tell his parents he wasn’t going home ? She could not stop the flow of questions. This was the first time something like this ever happened to her. What should she do ? Realizing that his family could be sickly worried by now, she stopped thinking and decided to act quickly. With deep precaution, she kneeled next to the sofa and put a gentle hand on the boy’s shoulder. « Victor ? » she asked softly. « Victor ? You have to wake up. » The boy frowned but didn’t open his eyes. She shook gently his shoulder and repeated her request. The young boy opened his eyes and Miss Rivers could notice a glow of panick in his gaze as he looked at her. He quickly closed his eyes firmly and moaned with distress. « Victor, look at me. What are you doing here ? » she asked with incomprehension. Victor didn’t answer. It seemed to Miss Rivers that he simply couldn’t talk. And before she could insist, she saw her student hide his face behind his hands. He was bursting into tears, violent sobs shaking him up. « It’s all right, Victor. I’m not mad at you. Calm down, dear. » she said, trying to make the kid stop crying. She was completely unarmed facing this15 years’ old boy crying like a little child. She faced a lot of tears since she started teaching but she never exeperienced this kind of cry. It was far from the usual break up sorrow or the usual fight between friends’ tears. No, this one was deep and juvenile. And she didn’t know how to deal with this. « Victor, you have to calm down, everything is fine. I promise. » she insisted. But it didn’t work. The boy was still crying, his face red and wet from the tears. As she was going to give up and stand up to call his parents, he grabbed the hand she had layed down on his shoulder. She suddenly understood that, for the first time in her life, words would not be enough to help or save her student. « Come here, my dear. I’m not going anywhere. » she said as she sat on the sofa and opened her arms. The boy let himself completely go into his teacher’s arms, but as soon as Miss Rivers hands touched his back, Victor fell back onto the sofa, hidding his face in his hands. It took a second to Miss Rivers to understand the sudden change in the boy’s attitude. She looked at her fingers with incomprehension as she noticed they were wet. The boy had peed himself. As he went to school this morning, Victor had decided he would not go back to his house, never. His dad had made the decision to come to Porthsmouth, Victor didn’t say anything, agreeing to do anything that could make his dad normal again. Despite the difficulty to leave his friends, his school and his house, he was willing to help his family to become a normal one. He was working hard at school to catch up from his late arrival, he was making new friends and was always smiling at home even when there was absolutely no reason to. As usual, he was okay to be the pillar of the family. But now, his dad went too far… He found his father in the basement drinking whiskey again, last night. He promised Victor he would stop. The teen was not okay to be the only one doing effort. He felt like his dad was giving up on him, again. So Victor made up his mind as he went to school this morning. He would drop off school to work and become independent. He had no need for an alcoholic father and made very clear these past six years that he was absolutely able to take care of his own. To make sure that nobody would have a clue about his plans of leaving school and his house, he acted normal all day. He worked seriously, ate at the cafeteria for lunch and even laughed with some friends. But he made a mistake by letting his friends convince him to come and work at Miss Rivers office after school… Miss Rivers was the only teacher he ever really liked. She was the only one who gave him the impression that she really looked at him, not only as a student but as a person. He never had been to Miss Rivers office and knew it was his last chance to experience the warm little office that evening. When he entered the room he felt a huge sensation of warmth in his stomach. The place was so welcoming, colourfull and soft. He suddenly felt his determination to leave the school melt. He followed his comrades and sat down at the sofa after greeting Miss Rivers, already installed at her desk. The group of young people was studying quietly while the teacher was grading papers. Victor was finding very difficult to play his role of normal student. He couldn’t concentrate, his mind was filled with doubts. His friends didn’t realize his distress, he didn’t have to worry. But as he rose his head from his blank piece of paper he realized that Miss Rivers was looking directly at him. Her gaze was full of worry and compassion. After an interminable gaze, she finally smiled at him with an incredible softness. Victor could not repress his cheeks to blush a little as he lowered his head. He had the horrible impression that she found out what he was planning to do… It seemed that nothing could be hidden from Miss Rivers, as if she was able to feel people’s emotions. As time went by, Victor realized that he couldn’t go back to his house to look at his dad getting drunk. He just couldn’t. He would have to find a place to stay. Anywhere but with this shameless alcoholic, he said to himself. He didn’t think about Miss Rivers’ office until the last minute. At 6 o’clock, when his friends were closing their backpacks to go home, it hit him. Why wouldn’t he stay here ? He could wait in the closet for Miss Rivers to go home and get out of the office early in the morning. No one would ever know he was here ! He closed his backpack as well but stayed in the office, telling his friends he wanting to talk to Miss Rivers in private. His friends didn’t insist and went out, accompanied by Miss Rivers who had to do administrative stuff. Victor thought it was a perfect timing and a a unique chance. He waited to hear the voices of his friends and teacher disappear in the stairs before taking his bag and coat to go hide in the closet. It was a very small one and even with his flexible body, Victor had to fold himself. He could feel his heart beat fast. What if Miss Rivers opens the closet ? What if she decides to sleep here ? He asked himself. He couldn’t bare the humiliation of Miss Rivers finding him in here nor would he survive a night in this akward and painful position. He retained his breath and tried not to make a noise as he heard Miss Rivers coming back. He could hear her preparing her satchel and putting the room back in order. After a second of silence he heard the office door closing. But then he heard a noise he didn’t expect, the sound of a key turning into a keyhole. He never expected the office could be locked. Miss Rivers repeated everyday that his office was always open… How could he have been so naive ? Of course it could be locked, it was just a figure of speech ! He bit his lips as he realized in what mess he was. He couldn’t get out. And Miss Rivers would see him in the morning. How could he have been so damn stupid ? After a moment of self flogging, he decided to get out of his painful hiding place and went back to the room. Looking around he thought that if it was his last time in this school at least it was the best place he would have been sleeping in for years. He decided to do his homework and tried not to think about his growing anger. He finished a bottle of water that was in his bag and tried to convince himself that water was filling the stomach as much as a plate of pasta. When he finished his homework it was 7 o’clock. He went through the bookshelves and tried to find a book to think about something else but his rumbling stomach, Moby Dick. He got a blanket out of the closet, lied down on the sofa and started to read. The book seemed to be fascinating because Victor didn’t even feel his bladder hurting until a rather desperate point. After 72 pages, he realized that he was moving his legs nervously. He stopped reading and felt a hard pinch in his bladder. He really had to pee and didn’t even realize it. Or maybe he just ignored it because he knew there was no way out. He looked at his watch, 8.33. His best solution was to try to fall asleep, that way he wouldn’t feel the pain and could wait until the morning after. He installed himself confortably in the sofa and went back to his reading. When he felt his eyelids fall, he turned off the light, put a hand around his crotch and let himself go through the night. Victor was a very mature kid for his age, he knew it. He had to face so many traumas and difficulties since his mom died six years ago that he was almost an adult now. But when he woke up in sweat, his hands desperately grabbing his crotch, his heart beating fast, he didn’t feel adult at all. On the contrary, he felt like a very little child. A rapid glance at his watch made him realize that it was only 1 o’clock. The room around him was dark and filled with silence. He sat back on the sofa and turned on the light beside him. « Fuck ! » he said, desperate. He felt a small patch of pee on his briefs as he woke up. He couldn’t admit that he had peed his pants during his sleep. And that apparently he wouldn’t be able to hold it long. After a moment of fidgeting on the sofa, he decided to walk around the room. He had hope that movement would calm down his urgent need. But as soon as he got up on his feet he felt a few drops coming down his penis and wetting his briefs. He moaned and squeezed his penis tighter. He sat back on the sofa, feeling incapable to put a foot in front of the other. He was keeping his legs crossed and both his hands were clutching his penis. Victor was still hoping that he could wait for Miss Rivers returns. He was absolutely incapable of picturing him having an accident in his pants, it was morifying. But he could feel his legs shaking and tears coming up in his eyes. He was feeling so weak right now. « Aaah ! » Victor cried as he felt a long spurt coming out of his penis and wetting his bum. He could feel his briefs completely soaked and his trousers getting wet. « Oh no ! The sofa ! I wet the sofa ! » he murmured, horrified. He let go of one hand to touch the sofa and check the mess he had done but as soon as he got off his penis he felt a succession of spurts coming out. Pssss. Pssss. Pssssss. He could hear the hissing noise of his pee wetting his bum and his upper thighs. He was soaked and so was the sofa. But apparently his bladder wasn’t done yet. He tried to regain control and grabbed his penis with violence, his legs moving furiously. He suddenly realized that he had an empty bottle of water in his bag ! If only he could stop himself from peeing in his pants and empty his bladder in the bottle, Miss Rivers would see just a little accident. At that moment, it appeared to Victor that it would be less morifying to have peed himself a little than completely. As if it would show that he was not a complete little kid but only half one... The only problem was that in order to get his bag, he would have to let go of his crotch again… Would he managed to do it without wetting himself completely ? He asked himself with worry. He tried to detached one hand of his crotch, finger by finger. When he arrived at the middle finger, Victor felt a long spurt telling him he could not win the war against his bladder. His trousers were now wet on half his thighs. Letting go a tear of rage he realized that he had to get his legs back into the sofa if he didn’t want to wet the carpet too… By doing so he was saying an absolute goodbye to his empty bottle and by that an absolute goodbye to his pride. It was so humiliating to prepare himself to pee in the bed. But he had to face it, he couldn’t do anything more. Nevertheless, he couldn’t let go of his crotch. He couldn’t bare the idea of peeing himself volontarily. He kept his legs crossed and his hands tightened as he felt spurts multiplying, longer and longer. After every spurt, Victor squizzed stronger his penis but in vain. He could not hold it any longer. He was peeing himself as a little child. After a few minutes of fight against his need, a final long and continued spurt of pee went down his penis, his bum, his legs, his feet. During the last minute of peeing, Victor cried silently, trembling in shame. The battle against his desperation lasted 15 minutes. 15 minutes of torture. The result was a wet teenager and a wet sofa. Victor couldn’t believe what just happened. The morning before, he was proudly saying that he was absolutely capable of being independent and there he was, crying and trembling in his own pee. He had peed himself ! He could not believe that he acted as a little boy. He acted as if he was 9 again. He acted as if his mother would come and tell him « it’s all right »… After a long time of crying, he finally fell asleep, forgetting where he was and what he would have to confront in the morning. His night battle had left him so tired that he didn’t hear his teacher coming into the room at 6.30 this morning nor was he disturbed by the light on. It was only when he heard Miss Rivers’ soft voice calling his name that he realized where he was and what happened. As soon as he met Miss Rivers gaze, he closed his eyes in shame and apprehension. It hit him, he had peed himself last night. He didn’t want her to see him like that. He couldn’t bare the shame in front of his favourite teacher. He felt his tears coming out, sobs hurting his throat. It was the first time he felt so weak since his mum had passed away. But when he felt Miss Rivers getting away from him, he got so afraid that she would never came back that he couldn’t refrain himself from grabbing his hand. Where was his independence, for god’s sake ? He asked himself while firmly taking his teacher’s hand. Not only his pants were a mess, his head too. He didn’t know what he was doing. He was doing the opposite of what he wanted to. He wished to be an adult but acted like a child… He felt himself fall desperately into his teacher’s arms. But as soon as he felt his teacher’s hands around him, he remebered his noticeable accident. Feeling absolutely mortified, he fell back into the sofa, hiding himself with his hands. She would know now. She would know that her 15 years’old student had peed himself on her lovely sofa. After a few seconds of silence, Victor felt arms grabbing him. Miss Rivers had grabbed him and was hugging him softly, repeating the same wonderful sentence. « It’s all right, dear. It’s over. » They stayed in the soft silence only interrupted by Miss Rivers’ voice, repeating the same sentence over and over until Victor’s tears dry completely. (To be continued or not – if I have the time and motivation...)
  4. This is a more explicit version of the story that I posted just a few days back. It contains descriptions about certain sexual acts that everyone might not be comfortable reading. Hence those who are interested in purely the desperation and wetting aspect, I’d suggest them to read this edition https://omorashi.org/topic/27446-blanket/ Thank you! ---------------------------------------- Clara had never let anyone know how much she liked seeing or hearing about men desperate to pee. She liked it so much that she would spend hours on the internet, searching for male desperation pictures and videos. Although these momentary bits of pleasure provided her with some satisfaction, what she actually wanted was to see a guy holding his crotch and crossing his legs while desperately trying not to wet himself. Clara had recently welcomed Alex in her home. He was her friend Bridgette’s only son, who had freshly taken admission to the city college. Since Clara was divorced now and had no kids of her own, she decided it wouldn’t be a bad idea to let Alex stay in her place, of course until he decides to move out. They both would often visit his parents’ who lived in a nearby village. Bridgette and her husband would seldom pay a visit at Clara’s place too but usually, it was the other way round. It was another of those days when Alex and Clara had been to his place and were waiting at the station for their train to come, so they could go back home. His parents had also come to see them off at the railway station and Bridgette was getting a bit too melodramatic watching Alex go, although she would see her son again next weekend. Soon the train arrived and they both climbed in. Alex waved his mom and dad goodbye for another week as the train began to drag along the station platform. The compartment was only half full, so, they both decided to take the seats at the back, where no one would be seated around them. Alex took the window seat and Clara sat next to him. She popped in her earphones and turned on some light music on her iPod. It was a six hour long journey and Clara had decided to take every opportunity she could have to kick back and relax. She had been working till late for the past few days and hadn’t had the chance to catch up on her sleep. The air conditioners in the train had made the compartment quite chilly, so she pulled out a neatly folded thin blanket from her bag and wrapped it around herself, covering her hands and upper body. She always carried this blanket around, just in case she ever felt cold. Soon enough, with the motion of the train, she dozed off listening to the melodious rhythms from the treasure of songs on her playlist. Clara woke up, rubbed her eyes and checked her watch, it had been an hour since they boarded the train. She saw that Alex was busy reading a book, some kind of novel. A few minutes later, Clara noticed that Alex was fidgeting a little, moving his legs around, first straightening them, then tucking them back under the seat while continuing to read his book. Maybe he needed to pee. But the train didn’t have any toilet facilities for the passengers to use and since it was an express, there was no chance of getting off at a station to use the loos either. Clara herself had been thoughtful enough to drink as less as she could before the journey but it looked like Alex hadn’t taken the same precaution. “Are you alright?” she asked. “Yeah..” Alex smiled, “What made you ask?” “Nothing, you look uncomfortable..” “Oh no, I am fine, thanks for asking..” he nodded. “Okay.” Clara pulled her blanket tighter around herself and closed her eyes, trying to go back to sleep. When she woke up she looked immediately at Alex, he was also asleep with his open book resting pages down on his lap. She reached for her bag and retrieved the can of soda she had brought for herself at the station. She popped it open and emptied it in a few sips. She then placed the empty can back into her bag. A while passed as she sat looking out of the window. Minutes after they crossed one of the prominent stations on their route, Alex stirred awake from his slumber. Immediately, he placed one hand on his lower abdomen and gently rubbed, as he did so, he winced and looked outside the window. “Where are we?” he asked. “Oh, we are almost half way there. A little more than three hours to go,” Clara said, “Do you want something to eat?” “No..” Alex said shuddering a little. Clara noticed this and offered him the blanket that she was using, hoping it would protect the boy from getting cold. “Still feeling cold?” she asked. “No,” Alex answered in a low voice. Although Alex made it look like the blanket was helping, the actual reason of his shivers was his rapidly filling bladder and the chilly winds from the A/c were only adding to his problem. He had totally forgotten about the fact that the train they would be boarding to go back home didn’t have any lavatories. It was only when he got on the train that he realized how big a mistake he had made by drinking so much. He knew he was already holding a lot of urine and he could still feel all the water and coffee he had drunk, streaming into his bladder. He felt worried about having to hold it till they boarded off the train. A considerable part of the journey was still left and he dreaded the idea of waiting so long. He looked at Clara who was busy on her phone. He could never let her know about how badly he needed to go, that would be so embarrassing. Maybe, he thought, if he slept all the way to their station, he wouldn’t think about the building pressure the whole time. He turned himself towards the window, his back now facing Clara, tugged the blanket around himself and closed his eyes. An hour later, Alex woke up. It took him a second to get a grasp of where he was but he was soon overcome by a much more serious need. He had to pee, very urgently. Pressing his legs together he turned back around to face Clara. “Where are we now?” he asked her, unable to identify their location by looking out of the window. “Oh, we’re close, by my estimate, we’ll be there in two hours,” she said. The boy’s eyes widened when he heard this. That was a lot of time and he wasn’t sure if he could hold it that long. “Err.. if I am not wrong, we can catch another train from the next station for our place, can’t we?” he asked, swallowing the lump in his throat. “Yes, but why do you ask?” Clara looked at him. “Umm, I was hoping to get some snacks from the station canteen you know, I am starving..” he said, pulling the waistband of his jeans away from his swollen bladder. “Oh, is that it? I have a bag of chips with me,” she said as she quickly pulled it out of her carry bag, “I am sorry, I only have the plain-salted flavor.” “N-No problem, thanks,” Alex said, taking the packet from Clara. He reluctantly tore the pack open and had a few chips before placing the placket on his lap and looking dejectedly out of the window, bouncing his knees rapidly. Clara noticed this and also that he wasn’t eating anymore, although he had said that he was starving. That’s when it hit her, Alex needed a wee, the signs were so obvious. She fought a battle in her mind, thinking of whether she should ask him about it or not, but then decided to not run the risk of embarrassing the boy any further by talking about it. She went back to what she was doing on her phone, leaving Alex to his business. Under the blanket, Alex once again had placed a hand on his abdomen and was gently rubbing in a circular motion. He slightly rocked back and forth for a while before placing one hand side on between his knees. He checked the time with the other hand as he began to bounce his knees again before placing a hand between his knees also and squeezing his thighs together. His lower jaw was shuddering continuously and he looked a bit panicked. “Still feeling cold?” Clara asked. “N-No, but I really have to use the loos.” “Oh, I am sorry but I guess you’ll have to wait till we reach our stop then, there are no loos on board you know,” Clara said, pretending as if she didn’t know about it. “Hmm..” Alex sighed. Clara couldn’t help but feel turned on by his desperation now. She had always wanted to witness something like this but never in her wildest dreams had she thought of Alex in this situation. She knew it might be embarrassing for the boy and she wished he would get to relieve himself soon. Alex grabbed his crotch under blanket and his shoulders sagged in relief. He carefully touched his abdomen to feel how swollen it was even with the waist band of his jeans cutting into it. The pressure was very high and he had to think of a way to contain it before it got too late. He slyly undid his belt and then unbuttoned his jeans. It took off so much pressure from his bladder. He couldn’t have been more grateful for the blanket at this point as it covered all what he was doing. Although, unbuttoning his jeans helped, his need to pee intensified much more after a while. Every now and then, Clara could hear Alex grunt in the back of his throat as he fought his body’s urge to let go. He arched his back and rubbed his bladder with one hand as he blew air out through pursed lips slowly. He couldn’t keep his legs still now and they bounced up and down at the knees. He remained like this for some time, head down, and eyes shut tight, seemingly not caring how he looked. “Alex, are you alright?” Clara asked in a concerned voice. “Oh it’s nothing, I just really need to go to the bathroom,” he said, keeping his eyes shut. “Well, is it an emergency?” she asked. “Oh no, I can hold it,” he replied quickly. “I hope the blanket is helping, feeling cold makes you want to pee more.” “Yeah, it’s warm, thanks,” Alex forced a smile, finally looking at her. Every now and again he wiggled his hips or pumped his knees and eventually he crossed one leg over the other to take some pressure off his sphincters. Every now and then, he lifted his head a little and looked out of the window, obviously trying to figure how far from their station he was. He sat with his legs tightly crossed for a good while before opening them for a second and closing them back again. He leant back on his seat and closed his eyes, knowing that calm is the key. Clara was doing her best not to stare at Alex. His desperation was making her feel so aroused but she somehow was managing to keep her emotions in check. She didn’t want to see him suffer like this, in fact she wanted to help him out of the situation but she didn’t know what to do. His fists were clenched and he groaned a little every now and then, but it seemed to be holding off the flood for now. “Oh my god, I seriously need to use the loo,” he moaned, looking out of the window. Clara heard this and she couldn’t help herself from asking, “Do you think you can hold it till we get there?” “I don’t know, I feel like I’m about to wet myself,” he responded, closing his eyes tightly. Clara was sure he was holding his crotch under the blanket. His face was a mixture of sheer terror, pain, exhaustion and panic, and it looked like he was about to have an accident any second. She was trying to remain outwardly calm as she watched this, imagining how desperately he must want to pee, and how he must be trying to squeeze his cock in an attempt to control himself. If Alex was already at this stage, with at least an hour to go, then he was going to be frantic by the time they arrived at their station. Was he even going to be able to wait that long? And if not, what was he going to do? Carla’s pulse rate increased as she thought about this. For the next ten minutes, Alex kept rocking back and forth on his seat, trying with every ounce of strength in his body to keep his pants dry. For Carla, this was a dream come true, sitting next to a young, attractive man who was obviously and increasingly getting desperate to relieve himself. She knew that Alex was absolutely frantic to pee, fighting with all his strength to control himself. Although this was what she had always wanted to see, her heart ached for Alex. She wished he could make it to the toilets in time but knew his body was not up to this. Leaning forward slightly, he turned towards her, “ How much longer?” “45 minutes more,” Clara responded. “Oh no,, I’m absolutely desperate for a pee, I really don’t think I can last out that long. I don’t know what I am going to do.” “Just try to keep holding it, Alex,” Clara said, “I know you can do it.” Since he had admitted wanting to pee, Alex had not made any attempt to hide his desperation, occasionally bending forward to squeeze his cock even tighter. Clara, who had never thought she would get to see something like this in her entire lifetime, was so excited she was finding it difficult to breathe, and quite impossible to look away, wanting to savor every moment. Was he going to be able to keep this up for another 45 minutes, she wondered. “It’s no good, I simply can’t hold it back any longer, I’m about to go in my pants,” Alex said, squeezing his cock with all his might, “I have to pee!” His final exclamation was accompanied by his body bending almost double, indicating a sudden surge of increased desperation. Clara had been about to say that she could not help him, and that he would have to pee on the floor, when she remembered the empty can of soda she had drunk earlier during the journey. Although she wouldn’t have traded this moment with all the money in the world, Clara knew it was the right thing to give the can to Alex so he could pee in it. “Oh shit, why didn’t I think of this before?”, she quickly pulled it out of her bag and showed it to him, “Is this any good? Can you manage to pee in this?” “Yes please, I can’t hold it,” he quickly grabbed the can from her, and removed the blanket from his body to reveal his already unbuttoned jeans. Clara’s eyes shot open on seeing the bulge of his bladder, it was like a basketball jutting out of his abdomen. She had never seen or heard of anyone with such a swollen bladder and she wondered how much he might be holding for it to get so distended like that. Alex frantically tried to get his cock out from his underwear and pee, but trying not to reveal what he was doing to other passengers. Fortunately there was no-one anywhere immediately around them. Although Clara really wanted to watch him pee, she steeled herself to look away but finally gave into the irresistible temptation and slyly watched with her side eyes. As Alex pulled his cock out, a dribble of pee accidentally escaped and wet the front of his jeans. Then he quickly brought the can closer to his penis, holding its tip close to the opening of the container. He immediately let out a thick stream of pee , pointing it directly into the can through the small opening. Clara watched transfixed at the sight of the jet of clear liquid that he was so expertly directing into the can. “Oh thank goodness,” he exclaimed, closing his eyes and throwing his face up in relief. He somehow managed to stop the flow when the can drew full but lost a spurt on the floor. “Oh no,” he gasped before regaining control.“That’s so much better, at least it’s let some of the pressure off, but I think I could fill more cans if we had them.” He slid his cock back into his underwear and adopted a more normal sitting position, placing the can on the floor, near his feet. “Thank you so much, you really saved me there, Ms. Stevens. I thought I was going to wet myself, because I really could not have waited any longer.” The wet patch on the crutch of his jeans, which could only have been caused by a big spurt in his under-pants, as well as the patch where he had splashed the front as he got his cock out, showed very clearly that he had not been exaggerating. He had actually reached the point where he could not have held back his pee any longer. “You’re welcome, I hope you are feeling better now,” she asked, her heart was racing because of what she had just seen but she tried to look unaffected. “Yeah, better than before, but I still have to go really bad,” Alex responded, crossing his legs and drawing in an audible breath. “Don’t worry, we’ll be there soon,” Clara said. After around 20 minutes, he began biting his lower lip and resumed rocking back and forth, looking frantically out of the window. “Are you okay?” Clara asked quickly. His eyes met hers and she could see the worry in them. “I really want to go to the bathroom” he said, “The pressure is really building back up.” Clara reached forward and put her hand on his knee. “Are you going to be okay? Sorry to say this but we are still probably half an hour away from our station, are you going to be able to make it?” “I really don't know. I'm so desperate,'’ he said. Suddenly, for some reason the train slowed to a crawl and seemed as if it would come to a stop. “What is happening?” Alex asked in panic. “I don’t know,” Clara answered. “Oh my god, tell me we are not stopping, I really have to go to the bathroom,” Alex cried out, crossing his legs tighter and squeezing his crotch, looking around the compartment to see if anyone knew what was happening. The train came to a complete stop and time began to pass. Ten minutes later they began to move but at a very slow speed. Stations went passed but the train was simply not going at the speed it should have been, in fact unfortunately for Alex, it began to slow down again. Alex continued to hold himself between his legs as he painfully watch the train crawl. His legs were crossed and he was bouncing the top leg up and down. “This is so embarrassing”, he said through gritted teeth “It's getting really hard to hold it”, he had both hands in his lap and was pressing them down into his crotch. “I really can’t hold it much longer”, he said as he pushed his butt off the seat with his hands. His legs were still crossed when he did this and the look on his face was one of utter desperation. He took a deep breath in and looked out of the window. He sat back down but was moving more now that he wasn’t holding his crotch. He let out an infuriated moan and his fidgeting increased. The train passed by a few more stations with Alex pressing on his cock through the fabrics of his jeans and underwear. Clara was beginning to worry for him, it was beginning to look like he wasn’t going to make it after all. They still had twenty minutes to go before they reached their station, Clara in fact thought it would be more since the train was crawling. At one point, the train went at walking speed for over ten minutes.Clara could see the boy shivering with pressure. She wished she had a bottle or something for Alex to pee into but unfortunately she didn’t. “It hurts so bad,” he said as a huge wave of pressure took him over and he did everything in his power to stop from wetting his jeans. They passed a few more stations, still going far too slow and then once again came to a stop. “I'm going to wet myself”, said Alex, “I don't think I can hold it anymore”, he was in complete panic. He raised his but off the seat, still with one hand buried between his crossed legs, and bent forward towards Clara. “Do you think you can hold it for 20 minutes?”, Clara said, knowing full well that it was more like half an hour. It had been about 7 hours since Alex had last been to the toilet and he had consumed a lot of liquid. “I don't think so,” he said moving uncontrollably. “Oh my god, hurry up,” he sighed, rubbing his thigh with one hand and holding his crotch with the other, while breathing deep and heavy. The train once again started up and began to crawl forward. It picked up speed, probably to make up for the lost time. “Are you okay? Do you think you can make it?” Clara asked again. “I don’t know..” he replied, his facing frowning. He leaned back on his seat and grabbed his crotch as tightly as he could. “Just tell me when we are there,” he was in what looked to Clara to be a complete state of concentration. He was breathing deep and muttering to himself, “Hurry up, please hurry up....” Another station went by, not the station they were stopping at. Alex had begun to bounce and whine. '”Oh my god,” he said and began to shake his head. “This can't actually be happening”. “Oh my god,” he cried out again, “I'm going to wet my pants. PLEASE hurry up.” ------------------------------------------------- Alex was almost in tears. Each minute seemed like eternity as he sat there, bursting to pee. They were just minutes away from their stop but Alex wasn’t sure if he could wait any longer. Just then, the train began to slow down again. “Oh no, not again, please, not again!,” he wailed. Clara’s heart beat reached a crescendo as the train started to crawl before it came to a halt completely. A boy, desperate to pee, was trapped in this train, sitting right next to her and she couldn’t have asked for anything more. There were no boundaries to the kind of arousal she was feeling at that moment but she felt bad for the poor boy too. She did want to help him but had no clue how to. At that moment, a very naughty but effective idea came to her mind, which might help Alex get to the station with dry pants and also give her some much needed sexual gratification. For a minute she considered the idea in her mind, thinking if she should tell him about it or not. Alex couldn’t sit still even for a second now. He was in a complete panic stricken state, moments away from peeing in his pants uncontrollably. Clara knew she needed to act quickly or else everything was going to be lost. “Err..Alex?” she said softly, “I think, I can help you with this but only if you promise you’ll not get angry on what I’m about to say..” her heart was beating fast now. “W-what?” the boy asked, unable to spare anymore energy. “Umm…if I’m not wrong, men can’t pee when the have an erection right? So, I was thinking if you could let me just….I don’t know…. s-stroke you…. , it might stop your pee from coming out…” she couldn’t stop shivering as she said this. Alex was her friend’s son and she wasn’t allowed to think of him that way, but she just couldn’t help it. She was so turned on. Alex looked at her shocked and confused, unable to believe what he had just heard. “Are you serious?” he said, his voice shaking due to his immense need to pee. He never had to pee this bad in his entire life and at this moment, he was willing to do anything to be able to hold it till they got to the station. “Yes, don’t worry, nobody will see,” she said. Alex turned his face towards the window and closed his eyes. This was certainly not something he was willing to do but anything at this point that might help him hold on was necessary. Clara carefully took his hand away from his crotch and with his pants already open, she slowly pulled away his underwear to reveal his cock. She took it in her hand and began to gently stroke. Alex let out a heavy breath, somehow controlling his emotions and his overwhelming need to pee. “Don’t worry, just relax,” Clara said as a small rivulet of urine escaped his pee hole and slid down her clenched fingers. His cock was fast to respond to the feminine touch around it and before long, it began to harden. “Just let me handle it, you don’t have to worry, I won’t let any pee come out, I promise..” she said, in a sultry yet concerned tone. Alex couldn’t believe what was happening to him. His bladder felt like it was about to explode, yet the sensation around his cock as Clara continued to stroke it, sent waves of pleasure across his spine. His entire body was twitching in a mixture of pleasure and pain as he sat there, helpless. Clara continued to pump his cock along its slippery length, with what looked like drops of pre-cum oozing out of it, “Is it manageable? Do you still feel close to losing control?” she asked. Alex just nodded his head in disagreement, still facing away. Clara felt exceedingly turned on and powerful, knowing that she was helping him hold on, “Let me know when you get close to cumming , if your erection dies, you might lose control,” Clara breathed. “Hmm..” Alex moaned, his lips pressed tightly inwards. Clara continued to masturbate the boy as the train stood there with no signs of moving anytime soon. Alex didn’t know how long he could take this. His need to cum was building up fast but he couldn’t just ejaculate yet. He needed to stay erect until they reached the station. It was the toughest battle his body had ever faced and he could only hope Clara would win it for him. Finally, the train began to move slowly. Alex’s breathing quickened as he edged close to having an orgasm. “I’m getting close..!” he said abruptly, his chest jutting up in an alarm to warn Clara to slow down. Clara decelerated the motion of her hand over his penis and just rubbed the base in a slight up down movement. The train began to pick up speed as she looked intently at the boy’s penis. Another tiny stream of urine flowed out of it and she quickly squeezed his cock to make sure not a drop more came out. She was shocked to think how desperate Alex might be that pee was coming out of him even when he had a boner. Clara kept his cock in her hand, squeezing it shut and hoping that nothing would come out till they got to their stop. Even with his cock standing in full attention, Alex wasn’t sure if he could hold it back any longer. Then the train once again began to slow down, they had finally reached their stop. Alex looked at Clara, “What’s happening?”, he said “Are we there yet?” “I think so,” Clara said, “Keep holding on, you’re almost there,” she continued, gripping his cock firmly. “My bladder is about to burst any second. I'm seriously going to wet myself,” Alex stated. “I’m letting go off you, from here on, it’s only you who can hold it…,” Clara said, leaving his penis before wiping her wet hand off with a tissue. “Oh..” Alex gasped as he slid his penis back into his underwear. With Clara’s sensual touch not around it anymore, his erection was dying quickly although he still felt quite aroused. Maybe it was the fear of wetting himself that was killing his horniness. He steeled his sphincters for what was to come and drew a deep breathe. ------------------------------ “I’ll get your luggage, you go pee,” Clara said as she saw the train drawing into the platform. It was as if the news that he was so close to relief gave him a bit of strength, he started to walk towards the doors, with a hand jammed in his crotch. Despite the embarrassment, he couldn't take it away for a second without completely flooding his pants. People were watching him now but he didn’t care. They both made it to the door and he couldn’t stand still even for a second. “Come on please god hurry up”, Alex whined in agony. Alex had one hand on the door handle, already trying to open it, and the other holding himself for dear life. “Oh come on, it’s going to come out.” They could see the platform clearly from in there and as they passed the main building, Clara said, “The toilets are there.” “Oh god” , he said bending double. “Just stop! For god sakes, please just stop!” Finally the train came to a halt and Alex desperately pulled on the door handle. “Come on, come on”, he said and finally they opened. Alex hurriedly stepped out of the train. The toilets were all the way down the other end of the platform and Alex made for them as fast as he could. He still had one hand gripping his crotch. They weren’t moving very fast but finally they saw the toilets. “I hope the urinals are not occupied,” he said. Clara didn't want to tell him that she was almost certain the doors would be locked and he might have bigger problems to deal with. They got to the toilets and he turned the handle but the door didn’t open. “Oh my god!” Alex cried out, crossing his legs tightly as he felt a dribble escape, “It is locked!” Clara found herself at a loss of words, she didn’t know what she could do to help the poor boy out now. She saw a station master nearby and quickly walked towards him, “Excuse me sir but could you please send someone to unlock the loos, it’s an emergency.” “Well, I am sorry mam but it is time for a shift change and I guess, it would be an hour before the fresh staff comes in, the toilet can be unlocked only after that,” he replied before going his way. An hour was too long, Clara knew Alex wouldn’t be able to hold it till then. She hurriedly walked towards him, “The toilets won’t open for another hour, we’ll have to go home.” Alex, who was leaning on the toilet door with the support of his hand, visibly shook at this, “I can’t hold that long,” he said, a tear rolling out of his left eye. “You will have to. You’ve come this far, don’t give up now, it’s just a ten minute ride, you’ll make it,” Clara said as she picked the luggage and started to walk, “Come, quick!” she said, stopping on her way and looking over her shoulder at Alex, who hadn’t even taken a step. He somehow walked towards the taxi stand, just out of the station. He limped, holding his crotch, letting only a small leak out before he reached the taxi Clara was standing next to. “Get in, quick!” she opened the door for him and he carefully stepped inside, crossing his legs again. After hurriedly loading the luggage in the car trunk, Clara climbed in from the other side of the car, holding her blanket in her hand. The taxi pulled into the road and they began their journey home. “Could you please step on it?! We are in a hurry!” Clara exclaimed. “Sure,” the driver responded. Clara looked at Alex, his face, his tightly coiled body, his legs twisted together, his hand buried deep between his legs, all told her how badly he needed to pee. She draped the blanket around Alex and pulled herself closer to him. She then covered herself with the rest of the blanket before wrapping her arms around his shivering body. “What are you doing?” he asked, his voice shaking and eyes brimming with tears. “I am just making sure you’re not cold, feeling cold makes you want to pee more you know,” she said with a smile. Tears rolled down Alex’s face. Clara gently guided his head so it rested on her chest. “I can’t hold it..” he cried. “You can, believe in yourself, you can hold it,” she said, slightly caressing the back of his head. He was shivering so violently, Clara knew he was on the end of his ropes. “I am not going to make it..” Alex wailed. “Ssshhh, don’t worry, you’ll make it, it’s not too long, you’ll make it..” Clara said, continuing to caress his head while looking intently out of the window, hoping they would reach soon. Alex clutched his crotch as tightly as he could and for the next two minutes neither of them said anything. It was at this point that his body slowly began to fail. Urine flowed out of his penis in long spurts and he began to cry helplessly. He could feel the wetness spreading across is lap. He pressed his thighs together in one last ditch effort to prevent himself from having an accident but soon the hot spurts turned into a violent stream. Alex wept in pain, but he couldn't do anything; he was peeing in his pants. “It’s alright, we are almost there,” Clara said, still unaware of what was happening under the blanket. The boy’s urine began to soak into the seat and also into the blanket. Suddenly, Clara felt the growing wetness beneath her. She was shocked when she realized that Alex was having an accident, right there, in her arms! “Oh my god!,” she exclaimed. Alex broke down in painful gasping sobs when he heard this. He tried to pull himself out of Clara’s arms but she didn’t let him. Alex could barely feel himself peeing now, just the growing wetness around him. The only support Alex had at this moment was Clara’s understanding hug. He kept peeing for almost a minute and a half, and by the time he was done, he had completely soaked the blanket that he and Clara were sharing. His cries grew deeper as he hugged back Clara tightly. “Sshh, it’s okay, it’s okay. Just breathe,” she said. Alex couldn’t reply, he sobbed rest of the way there. When they reached home, Clara pulled herself out of the hug and stepped out in her dripping clothes. Her jeans were completely drenched from the back and her top had absorbed a lot of moisture from the blanket too. Alex trembled as he sat there crying. His breaths came between breaking sobs. “Honey, we're there, let’s go in,” Clara said, looking at the boy who was sitting with his face in his hands. He opened his side of the door and quickly stepped out to walk off towards the house. It was only when he stood up that Clara came to know how wet his own clothes were. His jeans were drenched from waist to ankle and his shirt was soaked at the back. She was shocked at the size and impact of his accident. She could’ve never imagined he had to go so much. Alex went straight inside the house, while Clara collected the luggage from the trunk and also paid the driver for the damage done to the back seat. Once inside the house, Clara went straight to the boy’s room, to find him sitting in a corner, with his knees buried in his chest and hands wrapped around his legs. “Honey, are you okay?” she asked, quickly walking up to him. Alex didn’t respond. With his face held down, he just kept crying. Clara slowly rubbed his back through his soaked shirt, hoping it would make him feel better. “I am so sorry, I didn’t mean it, I’ll pay you back for all the damages, I am really sorry, please don’t tell mom and dad about this, please,” Alex cried desperately looking at her. “Oh no, honey,” Clara said, pulling him into a hug again, “You don’t need to pay me back for anything and I won’t tell anything to your mom and dad, now just relax,” she said, “Please stop crying, honey, it’s OK. It was just an accident.” Slowly but steadily, his cries died down but his humiliation remained. He could feel his damp clothes clinging heavily to his skin his entire body trembling in shame and embarrassment. “I really didn’t mean to...i- it just happened,” he whimpered. “I know sweetie and it’s okay. Now please stop crying,” she said, “Everything’s going to be OK. Why don’t you go take a shower, and I’ll put your clothes in the laundry.” Feeling tired and broken, Alex simply nodded to this. Once inside the bathroom, he put his wet clothes in the laundry basket and placed it outside the door for Clara to take it down with her. After a long shower, Alex came back in his bedroom and put on his pajamas, ready to go to sleep. Although he felt hungry, he didn’t feel like eating anything. When he was about to climb onto his bed, he heard Clara’s voice from the other side of the door, “Hey honey, I’m coming in,” she said. “Yeah,” Alex responded in a low voice as he climbed on his bed. When Clara walked in, Alex noted that she too had taken a bath and had changed out of her wet clothes to her evening gown. “I am sorry for ruining your clothes, I promise I’ll pay you back for it,” Alex said even before Clara could utter a word. “Alex, honey, I already told you that you don’t need to pay me back for anything. It was just an accident, I know you didn't do it on purpose,” she said before sitting next to him on in his bed, “Now, tell me, what will you like have for dinner?” “N-Nothing, I’m not hungry..” he replied softly. “Are you sure?” Clara asked. “Mmm..” he nodded. ---------------------------------------------------- “ Are you upset that I touched you down there?” Clara asked, looking at his frowned face. “Huh?!” he looked up, shocked at the abrupt question. He had decided not to talk to Clara about it ever again but since she had brought it up anyway, there was no point being apprehensive, “N-no, it felt g-good… “ “Really?” “Yes,” Alex nodded slightly. “Do you mind if I do it again?” she asked, shyly. “I- I don’t know…” Alex mumbled. Clara slowly pushed the boy’s shoulders so that he was lying on his bed. She slid his pajama and underwear down to find that he was already hard. “Oh honey,” she said as she held his cock in her hand and kissed its tip. Alex covered his face with both his hands as waves of pleasure ran across his body. It felt so good but he didn’t know if it was right. Clara was her mother’s friend but she was so attractive. She was a stunner at 44 years of age and Alex couldn’t deny the fact that he had at times, felt tempted towards her. His breathing fastened as Clara pumped the full length of his cock. The pre-cum dripping out of his hole made the motion of her hand all the more slippery. “I have a confession to make,” she said continuing to stroke him, “I was really turned on by your desperation in the train today. It was so hot to see you struggling to hold on…” Alex was stunned on hearing this but he didn’t respond. Things were sliding out of his control. He had never imagined everything would get so complicated. “-but you are my mom’s friend…” he said after a moment, still holding his face in shame, “It’s not right for us to do this…!” “So what?! Do you want me to stop?” Clara asked, jerking his cock faster. “No! Please don’t stop! Please! Keep going!” With the amount of pre-cum dripping out of his member, Clara was sure that he was going to come soon. Before long, his hips started to twitch and it was clear to her that Alex was close. “Don’t resist, just let it happen…” she breathed. Alex could feel his balls getting tighter and semen beginning to rise up the shaft of his penis. “Aaah!” he sighed as a thick white stream of cum, shot out of his penis, quickly followed by another one. Clara continued to stroke his boner as she looked shocked at the amount of cum shooting out of this young boy. “Oh my god!” he breathed as more ropes of semen exploded out of his dick. The cumulative sum of his orgasms was so intense, that he felt like he was about to black out. After a couple of more shots, his cock finally began to grow flaccid but Clara in her excitement, still kept stroking it. “Fuck, that’s a lot of cum!” she choked back a laugh. She was right, her hand was dripping with his seminal fluid and the bed sheet was soaked too. She couldn’t believe a human could hold such large volume of cum inside him. “I am so sorry! I’ll clean it up, I am really sorry!” Alex said, sitting back up. “No, no! It’s okay! I’ll just put the clothes in the laundry,” Clara smiled, still trying to absorb what had just happened. “I’m really sorry, that always happens to me,” Alex said, holding his face again. “Oh no! It was great!” Clara said, “But thank god you didn’t let that out in the train or else it would have made a huge mess on my clothes,” she laughed. “Yeah,” Alex said blushing. After they awkwardly changed the bed covers together, Clara advised Alex to take some rest. When the boy climbed back on his bed, she decided that it was time for her to leave. ----------------------------------------- His heart ached as he watched Clara walking out of his room. But when she reached the doorstep, suddenly, she turned around and looked at him. Before Alex could understand what was going on, she walked up to him and then, she kissed him. It was pure passion that flowed through both of their bodies for that brief moment. Suddenly, taking a step back, Clara turned around, “Okay sweetie, I’ll see you in the morning,” she said, switching off the lights as she walked out, “Sleep well and if you need anything just let me know, okay? Good Night...,” she closed the door and left. “Night,” Alex said dejectedly, as he lied back on his bed and his exhausted body pulled him into deep sleep.
  5. I saw a similar thread, but it seems dead lol. So let's do this again. Where are you from? I'm a 20 year old guy from Puerto Rico, USA. I have never met anyone in PR that knows the term Omorashi or anyone that has a pee fetish 😞
  6. For those who are interested, I just shared an experience of mine with Goodnites Tru-Fits: Thanks @Mom2Three for the inspiration.
  7. Girl wets her grey thong in the bathroom.mp4 It's actually a backstage video during a photoshoot, but some of you may like it.
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    I searched her name and came across a good number of her videos, but haven't seen these 4 in my search. I do hope that these aren't a re-post if they were put somewhere else and under a different name other than her mdh name. Horny shiny white jeans - Glamor-Bitch.mp4 Leather jeans piss - Glamor-bitch.mp4 1 piss = 2 pants wet - glamor-bitch.mp4 S I X T Y WET Bitch - Glamour-Bitch.mp4
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  9. This is a piece I wrote for someone, just thought of sharing it here for the ladies who might be interested. Apologies if it is not good enough. Happy New Year 2018 to all! Enjoy! ---- Athena, The Lady of Thesox loved watching men desperate to pee. All her life, she had dreamt of controlling a man’s piss. Having absolute authority over a man’s bladder. After her husband, the lord passed away, leaving behind five children in her safety, Athena had found herself busy with the duties of being a mother and the lady of a vast kingdom. But now that her children were busy with themselves, it left Athena with the time to explore her fantasies. Lady Athena declared an open challenge, “I hereby declare that I will award a large castle and a beautiful wife to any man who would dare to accept my challenge of holding his piss until I give him the discretion to release his waters...” The word spread like wildfire through the country, but no man dared to accept the challenge. Several days passed but to Lady Athena’s great dismay, no one stepped up to confront her. But then, a fortnight later, a man named Malcolm visited her castle. “I accept your challenge!” he said. “Oh, but remember, once you participate, you can only quit if I give you the permission, and not before” Lady Athena smirked. “I accept your challenge my lady” Malcolm said, “I have a large bladder.” “Very well then, the challenge will start tomorrow, get a good night’s sleep” she said, “I shall see you in the morning.” Malcolm was shown to his chambers by the servants. The next morning, when Malcolm visited the grand hall of the castle, he found Lady Athena already waiting for him there, with a large tub of lukewarm water that had vapours of steam rising from it. “From today on, each day, you’ll drink a hundred and ninety litres of water in the morning. An elephant drinks this much in the entire day, so I guess it will be good for you as starters” Athena smiled haughtily, almost expecting Malcolm to be shocked at the amount she had mentioned but the man stood defiant. Gulping the lump in his throat, he began drinking from the tub with the help of a jug. And after two hours of continuous drinking, the man was finished with the tub. “Looks like you have finished it all! Good, that’ll ready you for a big pee” Lady Athena smiled. It was true, Malcolm’s stomach felt bloated with all the water and he knew, such a large quantity would make him piss like an elephant. But he wasn’t worried. With his bladder capacity, needing to pee was never an issue. Lady Athena and Malcolm spent the morning in the church and during the lunch hours, she had her servants serve Malcolm with sixty litres of hot barley tea. That was too much liquid going inside his bladder and Malcolm was beginning to get worried if he’d be able to hold it till Lady Athena wanted him to. But with hesitation, he drank down all the tea given to him and hoped it wouldn’t make him want to pee badly. But while Lady Athena was enjoying the desperation Malcolm was facing, another problem was brewing inside the stable of her castle. Oros was a majestic and powerful centaur that Lady Athena had as her pet and her protector. The being though thoughtful and intelligent, was kept in the stable along with the horses. He was gifted to the Lady by a fabled conjuror and would only listen to commands from Athena. Each morning and evening, the lady would take the centaur out of the castle for a piss as the other servants were scared to go even near the fiend. But since the last two days, the lady had completely forgotten about her pet. “Where is my lady? She hasn’t visited me in two days...” the centaur asked a servant nearby who happened to be feeding the horses. “Well she’s busy with a guest” he answered before walking away with a stack of hay in his hands. Oros held the chain around his neck and sighed in dismay before settling down to the ground. Each day, the being was given four hundred and fifty litres of water to drink, which meant, he already had over nine hundred litres in his bladder. But his vessel was huge and Oros knew he could hold longer if needs be, but not much longer. Inside the stone walls of the castle, Malcolm was beginning to feel the first signs of his filling bladder but he was confident he could wait. Athena could see the first signs of a bladder bulge beginning to form in Malcolm’s midriff. She invited him for a walk in the gardens, hoping some movement would help him digest all that liquid quicker. She noticed the man walked a bit weirdly, but then what could she expect from a person containing over two hundred and fifty litres of liquid in his stomach. In the evening, Malcolm was served, fifteen litres of milk along with thirty five more litres of water. The man was trembling at the liquid intake. “My lady, I just wanted to know how long will this challenge last?” Malcolm asked, placing a hand on his rapidly filling bladder. “Until I am sure that you have the biggest bladder, this challenge will go on” Lady Athena smirked. She could see his bladder distinctly bulging over his breeches and she knew he had some serious pressure building up, much to her amusement. Little did Lady Athena know that her day was going to get much busier though. A huge blow of trumpets from the courtyard announced the arrival of Prince Noah to the castle. The Prince had travelled all the way to Lady Athena’s castle far up north to take an account of the law and order in her state. “Very welcome my prince, it is a great honour to have you as our guest” the lady greeted. “I am pleased my lady, could you please show me to my chambers, it has been a long and cold journey and I would like to have some rest” the Prince said. Lady Athena personally showed the Prince to his chambers and once alone the Prince made his way straight to the privy. Though in his mid thirties, the prince was a strong and muscular man who drank plenty of water each day. Since the morning, the prince charming had drunk over two hundred litres of pure water, and a large amount of honey water and lemonade. But unfortunately for the Prince, when he tried to open the large wooden door of his privy, it refused to budge. It was jammed. The Prince thought of telling Lady Athena of the problem but then decided against it, as it was thought to be a matter of great disgrace for a monarch to tell someone about their need to relieve themselves. The Prince went downstairs to have his supper, but much to his annoyance and frustration, the servants poured him mug after mug of hard cold beer. Lady Athena wondered what a big pee the prince would take after all that beer, and decided to feed the same amount to Malcolm who was sitting right next to her at the table. By the time the dinner was done, both Prince Noah and Malcolm had drunk over twenty large mugs of beer, and Lady Athena was pleased to think of how much Malcolm’s bladder would fill over the course of the night. Noah however was absolute about not disclosing his problem to Lady Athena. So the Prince quietly went to bed, hoping to find a solution to his problem the next day.
  10. Hi everybody, I have a request. Can you help me find the videos of this "trailer"? 1.mp4 Here some pictures too:
  11. Well as I said in other post... got home sort of needing a wee.. watched a video and got up to about 7/10.. i was encouraged to drink lots, and hold... feeling nice I gave choice of outfit.. this was what was chosen. an hour and half later (plus one big leak) I was getting frantic (large glass of water, can of lemonade, and some wine) .. Was jiggling all way to toilet... tried to hold on standing... tried to sit.. I dribbled a bit but no wet spot ... i was was actually shaking when I jumped in shower stall, and relaxed.... wow IMG_0158.MOV IMG_0159.MOV Made quite a mess..
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    Some videos from PissEliz found on xtube. More from PissEliz: http://www.xtube.com/user_videos.php?u=PissEliz Best regards 0ld Nicehand
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  14. How can I pee and poop my pants without my parents knowing? Should I use pads or diapers? If so how do I get them and get rid of them? I can't do my own laundry and I really want to pee and poop my pants without them knowing. I know I could pee in the shower but i want different ways then that. Realistic please I can't really go on walks by myself. Can't get to the store by myself. Things like that. Somewhere in the house as well. Please help.
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    Hope you're all having lovely weekends! I'm excited to make my first forum contribution some incredible Alyssa Reece videos. In the first video Alyssa begins to leak in her body suit before giving up and completely letting go. In the second she begs you to let her pee in your car, and then gets out to show the damage and pees even more! In the third Alyssa receives a message supposedly with a picture of her friend who had an accident. She laughs but then has an accident of her own. I've seen some of her content on here before and just love her content, so I hope you all enjoy these! May update with more content in the future! x
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  17. Desperate Jayne Collection View File Here's a zip file of 13 different "Desperate Jayne" clips from my collection. Some of the clips contain nudity. A Stranger is Watching She Made Such a Mess Wetting and Orgasm Out of Order Measuring Cup 2 Can You Hold on Too? Bathroom Visit Pee at Pub Watch Me Wait Even Vampires Need to Pee Pain and Pleasure Waiting Her Turn Wetting Her Jeans Submitter Warrior Submitted 04/21/2018 Category Desperation Clothing Unspecified
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    Here's a zip file of 13 different "Desperate Jayne" clips from my collection. Some of the clips contain nudity. A Stranger is Watching She Made Such a Mess Wetting and Orgasm Out of Order Measuring Cup 2 Can You Hold on Too? Bathroom Visit Pee at Pub Watch Me Wait Even Vampires Need to Pee Pain and Pleasure Waiting Her Turn Wetting Her Jeans
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  19. Found these a while back but thought I would share. It all started with a host of Bar Stool Sports pissing himself. PissDawgz made an appearance at @barstoolhrtland.mp4 vh2pzXnQNkA5PG2Q.mp4 TUESDAY NIGHT MACTION MEETS PISSDAWGS.mp4 Thats just impressive, @PFTCommenter PissDawgz.mp4 Syllabus week piss dawgs is the most absurd thing of all time..mp4 pn5ZxVIqe8aSLfNc.mp4 Piss dawgs - @stoolpresidente @iSammy100 @barstoolsports .mp4 Piss Dawgz in the wild!.mp4 Sometimes you just gotta let it out #PissDawgs.mp4 IyNOqSFGWTD2W23s.mp4 HsKgLAVEUrbTNzwL.mp4 HOT!!! pissdawgz.mp4 HOT!!! pissdawgz 3.mp4 HOT!!! pissdawgz 2.mp4 gOhDXAMsumkuW8wC.mp4 gkFhAVWiEb5f_5Lv.mp4 FjuZXxGmZ93TrpNH.mp4 24211371_166891927385980_8771626101056208896_n.mp4 2LdOwWNU-HDRqV5o.mp4 2GG91ADzHMZ9dzfP.mp4 9v_AwWgrykxExndC.mp4
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    So this gem I got right here was something I found on google search by accident; and I'm glad I did. This game is called Dungeon Challengers. You take control of this green hair elf girl who is trying to solve this 10 floor dungeon, while gathering allies and enemies alike to go with her. While she is in there, she has to combat enemies, keep an eye on her stomach, her thirst...and then her bladder and rectum. As you progress in the dungeon you will to address all five needs, as if any one of them drops to 0, the game is over and you must restart from the hub town all over again. This game features alot of CGs that occur based on what you do. From peeing in a portable toilet, to an actual toilet, to having an accident. Even the people you recruit also has CGs to them, and there is even a few hidden ones if you can find them. I haven't found everything yet, but I found a good amount of stuff. There is alot more scat here than pee, which is a downside for me because I do not like scat. At all. Hate it. The creator has more games, but I will not be uploading them as I have yet to acquire them; nor do I care to as they are all about scat. You will have to get them on your own research. I think though the best part about this game is the fact that it's actually a very fun game on top of the desperation factor. This is pretty much an actual video game instead of just a RPG loaded with desperation. This game has a Mega Man/Metroidvana like feel to it too...you're never really put into a sport when you're in danger...you usually are placed into control environments where you get to see the enemies and their patterns, and the game rarely puts you into a spot that is completely unfair. There is a level up and shop system that works really well. Micro managing all five meters is pretty difficult, while also trying to progress through the dungeon. There is also a Zelda II feel to it as well; as there is alot of secrets that require certain items to obtain. All in all, it fulfills the wishes of people who like gaming and omorashi on both avenues.
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    Samples of some nice Jade omo videos (thanks to @Drying for ripping them) List:
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  22. Hey does anyone have any of the old “teaser” videos. I know she has long retired by now but I remember seeing a few of them a few years ago. White jeans wetting, one where she was at the front door of a house and lost control. Always a great flood and nice tight jeans regardless of her age
  23. Wanting somewhere naughty to pee that doesn't require masses of clean-up (living with other people sucks!). I decided I would try and build my own potty that I could use in my room instead of using the bathroom. So, the potty itself is a box which contains a glass jar in the centre (to collect all the glorious yellow liquid) and round the edge all the things you would need. It has loo paper, hand gel, perfume to cover the smell, flannel for peeing through etc. I had been caught out one too many times in my room with nothing to wipe myself up with :P I've used it a few times but only been brave enough to test it when others are not in the house (which I guess defeats the purpose of the potty), but I wanted to check the capacity. So the other day when I had the house to myself I got myself really desperate drinking a couple of tall glasses of water. I then proceeded to go about my day constantly sipping water to keep myself topped up. It only took half an hour before I started to feel the urge to go. I don't know about you guys but there's something about feeling really desperate to pee that makes me feel really horny and kind of daring. So, I ran up to my room feeling all the more desperate knowing what I was about to do. I pulled the 'potty' from its hiding place and put it in the middle of the floor. This was my last chance to back out and I did consider it but I really wanted to try it. So, I pulled down my jeans and panties and took a seat. Because of the height of the box I placed my butt over it and folded my legs out at the side (I'm thinking of trying on a chair next time :P). That's when the fun started, I let go. Thanks to all the things round the box the sound of the stream was surprisingly muffled (good for incognito peeing!). As the jar kept filling I was beginning to get nervous that I had underestimated my capacity yet again! But that was not to be my main concern when I heard car doors slam outside. Panicking, I stopped the stream and wiped up yanking my jeans back up my legs. I went to look out the front windows to see if my housemates had come back but alas, it was next door. Calming down I realised I still needed to pee and I wanted to finish what I had started. Unfortunately, after what I thought initially was a close call, I couldn't get myself to let go any more into the 'potty'. I knew logically I wasn't finished but I suddenly couldn't relax anymore. Taking the jar out the box I marvelled at the 600ml of warm pee in my hands. The top of the jar started to develop condensation from the warmth of the pee meeting the cold glass itself. It always surprises me how warm it is. After spending time admiring what I had created and err....finishing off.... I poured my glorious piss into to the toilet practising pouring it so it sounded like I was peeing into the loo and not pouring a jar of pee down the loo. Cleaned out the jar and hid it away ready for my next urgent need. I think this afternoon might be a good time....
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    This girl seems to enjoy to let the pee flow down her pale legs. She finishes her video with a closer look at her wet panties. Please leave comments
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