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Public Desperation Pee and Masturbation in Mens Grey Boxers View File Peeing and masturbating in her boyfriend's grey boxers without him knowing. 😈 ALL CREDITS GO TO: https://www.pornhub.com/model/robinag45 Submitter WettingMaster Submitted 03/06/2023 Category Female  

Hello everyone! Here is where I will update my regular experiences, videos, photos, stories and any new content so everyone has a main thread to follow if they want to! I will update in this thread anytime I have anything new, like videos, photos, experiences etc! ****** ⭐ ****** For anyone that doesnt know me, my name is Alice! I am a 26 year old British girl with a genuine passion for wetting myself, and peeplay and experimenting with different outfits and new ways to enjoy some kinky wet fun. 😊 I'm a short, 5ft 2, blonde girl and sometimes quite shy, but I like to share my experiences with wetting myself because it's a part of me that brings me so much joy, happiness and is also a huge turn on for me and my boyfriend. We have been together for 8 years now and we live together, but I also like watching other girls wet their pants too and think I maybe a little bi or at least curious about that side of me, too. I first got into wetting when I was just 18 when me and my boyfriend first started dating. I discovered his fetish for seeing girls wet their pants by accident only a few weeks into dating, so I was super curious and thought "this sounds really hot". So I kept insinuating that I would be prepared to do it after I watched a fair few videos of other girls online. So eventually I did try it. I laid on my back in bed, put a towel under my butt, and let him watch me pee my pink panties. It felt incredible! And it was such a turn on for me to just lay there and wet myself on purpose while he watched. He was obviously very turned on and we had an amazing time that night if you know what I mean 🤭 and it gave me a lot of confidence! I wet myself a further 3 times that night, in my panties, naked, and on him and it the most erotic, passionate night I've ever experienced! It lit something up inside me and I kept thinking about it again and again, and there is just something about it that makes me feel like a really naughty girl. Like innocent, but very kinky at the same time. I also love that wonderful sense of relief, and that forbidden, sudden warmth that spreads in my crotch or under my butt, or all down my legs when I'm in tight jeans. There is just nothing else like it! It makes me feel like a bad girl peeing in naughty places too, and it is my biggest turn on! I do it regularly now whenever I get the chance, and love trying it in different, fun and exciting ways! It turns me on more than pretty much anything else now! I think I've always thought it was hot even before I was 18, but never experimented with it sexually until I met Dave. I have never been ashamed of this kink either, its just a part of me and my boyfriend, and we have always been so open and experimental with it and both enjoy it so much! I would much rather wet myself than go to the toilet most days if I could, but I also know this isn't always practical in real life 😅. We have talked about sharing some things online every now and then over the years, and in fact we actually did post a video of me wetting my Jean's in bed back in 2015, but I wanted to share my experiences now and bring a bit of joy to others too, and show everyone that there is nothing wrong with peeing your pants for pleasure, and that it can be an amazing thing to do! ♥️ I enjoy going out on beautiful country walks and drives too, and love exploring. And it's also super fun to film my naughty exploits when we do this! I hope you all enjoy my content, and please feel free to comment, share your opinions, ask me questions, or just lurk and enjoy the free content if you want. 😅 Anything I make from sales from my paid videos is going to go towards some new outfits and jeans to wet, so I can keep making some videos and experiment some more and have a little fun. Big love, Alice ❤❤❤❤

Good afternoon to all. How is your weekend going? Currently, not making new ideas for omo fiction. So far I haven't figured out any new ideas and ones I have, well I haven't yet crafted a storyline for them yet. What new ideas you think would work for desperation fiction, whereby a female becomes or is already desperate or bursting big time, or severely ready to blow, facing obstacles every time she wants to pee into a toilet in private, but either makes it, makes with some spurting, spurting and has an accident, has an accident, or has a huge accident that drenched her beautiful legs? Also, what is your feedback for the fiction I have posted so far? What do you think of my works and is there room for improvement? Which works do you think we're my best, and want to see more of that kind more often? Which characters do you want to see more often? And which kinds of storyline do you want to see for those characters?

This is a something I've wanted to start on for a while. It's the first thing I've really focused on writing in years, so it's probably lacking in a lot of areas, but hopefully it's good enough for some people to enjoy! Though the plot is slightly different and there will be some changes to specific characters personality traits, this series is based heavily on the Wanko to Kurasou universe. --- Right now I just have the first two chapters done. Feel free to offer feedback and suggestions/ideas here if you would like!

Part One I was shitfaced, stumbling down the street surrounded by my boisterous friends. The volume of alcoholic beverage I’d been consuming throughout the night went far beyond what I’d planned on, bloating my belly and dizzying my vision. We stopped by an alley so Dana could smoke, standing in a circle. There, I became aware of an uncomfortable fullness, and that sudden urgency that alcohol is notorious for. “Should I pee behun… behind that dumpster?” I slurred. I was only half joking. “Fuck no!” David said, further cementing my suspicion that he was one of the more sober ones at the moment. “You guys could keep guh… guard! I’m wearing a dress, anyway. Eas-easy access.” “Yesss,” Shiela’s uncontrolled volume was matching my energy perfectly. “I’ll piss with you, baby.” “No, honey,” Dana said, tossing her cigarette to the ground and stepping on it. “Let’s go into this convenience store.” I tripped on something and fell on my ass, jostling my full bladder. I sat there laughing hysterically, pressing my thighs together. “Help me up, I gotta peeee!” I whined. David came to my rescue. He helped me into the convenience store, too. “Oh, nuh uh. None of that, please,” the woman at the counter told us when she saw us come in. “Send in someone sober. We don’t do that.” “She just needs the bathroom,” David replied. “I can’t let someone in who can’t even stand on their own two feet.” “I can stand!” I countered, pushing myself off of David and swaying a bit. My hand moved to my crotch on it’s own accord. “I’ll be quick, I promise.” She looked at me sternly. “I have to ask you to leave.” “I’ll… I’ll be so quick!” “Come on, let’s just try somewhere else,” Dana said, gently grabbing my arm and escorting me out. “But I really have to go…” I said, holding myself and stepping around in place as soon as we got outside. “Quit doing that!” Dana swatted at my hands, making me feel stupid. “Guys, where am I gonna pee at?” “Let’s just go back to the bar,” David proposed. “That’s all the way back on 6th street!” Shiela countered. “As a last resort, let’s do that,” Dana compromised, “there’s a couple more places on the block we can try.” Fifteen minutes and a few more embarrassing experiences later, and I was even more full of urine. “I gotta gooo…” I whined, leaning on my knees and swaying my butt around. “I guess let’s head back to the bar, then,” Dana sighed. “Too much fucking walking,” Shiela complained, but we went. Every step was an uncomfortable pulse in my bloated bladder. Every once in a while, I’d get hit by a wave of urgency and I’d start pressing my legs together each step, whimpering and clutching at the front of my dress. I gently palmed my bulging organ, trying to deal with the discomfort. “I have to go…” I said pitifully. “We’re almost there, sweetie,” Dana rubbed my back. “No the fuck we aren’t,” Shiela said, “my feet are gonna hurt by the time we get there.” “I don’t think I can make it,” I said as I felt another wave coming on. This time, I had to stop in my tracks, my legs tightly pressed together and my hands moving in between my thighs. I stood there holding myself and squirming on the spot. “Come on, baby. Sooner we get there, sooner you can pee, you know?” I took a deep and shaky breath and forced myself to keep going. To be continued…

Disclaimer: All of my stories are written with the help of AI to varying degrees, though I still write the majority myself. Part 1: The idol gasped, realizing she wasn't even going to make it to the end of the song, much less the end of the performance. She couldn't hold it anymore. She had to go now, in her dress, right in front of all these people. But she couldn't stop singing, that would be even worse! She had to just just ignore what was happening and focus on the song. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter as she sang, and then she felt a rush of warm liquid rushing out into her panties, soaking them through. She kept singing, ignoring the feeling, till finally she couldn't hold it any longer, and she peed her miniskirt, making a puddle on the stage beneath her. She finished the last few notes of the song while letting her bladder empty itself. When she finished, she realized that a few people were looking at her with disgust, others were smiling in amusement, but overall everyone seemed even more excited than before! She felt like dying, this wasn't exactly the way she wanted to finish off her performance, but since there was nothing she could do about it now, she decided to just move on, forget about how embarrassed she felt, and just carry on with the rest of the show. As she continued, she could see that the audience had become more attentive, but their eyes were obviously focused on her soaked underwear. She went on to do a few more songs, always keeping an eye out for anyone who looked disgusted by her condition, but no one else seemed to mind too much, and soon enough, the show was over. "I hope you enjoyed yourselves!" she said, thinking she'd put on a good show despite having peed herself. The crowd cheered. A few people came up to her, asking for autographs or photos, and she obliged, trying not to think about how her piss-soaked panties were sticking to her. Finally she got back to her dressing room, where she quickly washed herself and changed into clean clothes. by the time she was done her manager was knocking at her door. She expected to be berated for her lapse in control but instead he seemed thrilled. "These view numbers are amazing! the concert has already gone viral, you're everywhere!" he said happily. She was confused until she saw him pull out his phone and start scrolling down the screen. "You made the news!" He showed her the news article, which had been uploaded barely a half hour before and was already at thousands of views. "Oh my god!" she exclaimed. "This is huge! This should definitely help my career!" she thought to herself, but then remembered her accident. "Oh well," she sighed. "It's not like it's bad publicity..." she mumbled. He shook his head, "No, no, it's great publicity! You're an idol, you should have no problem with a little... exposure." he winked. "I guess..." she replied, not sure if she really agreed with that statement. "Anyway, I've arranged a photoshoot for a new album cover, and a live show on morning TV. Oh and for tomorrow, make sure you're well hydrated. you're doing a repeat performance" he said, closing the door behind him. After a moment, it sunk in what he had just said. she was going to have to wet herself on stage again. But this time, it was planned. ***

Unfortunately, due to work and family situations, it only happens a few times a year that me and my partner S get the chance to spend a whole weekend together on our own. There´s so many things we´d like to do together. We could record music, plan an art exhibition, watch a ton of great movies, or go for a long hike in the wild nature. But what we always end up doing is to engage in our fetishes. We have one each. So we dress up and pee our pants, sometimes at home, sometimes in another town. You need to know what to prioritize. This weekend started with a four hour train ride, checking in at the hotel and some recovery. I had a stomach ache at first, while the stress slowly faded away. It gave room for excitement and tension. All those ideas I couldn´t really think of when I was in the middle of all that work stress started to steam. We lay on the bed and made some plans for the following day. This was going to be good. But first, our standard evening activity. Leave our jeans and hoodies on the floor, dress up in suits and go out. The three piece grey suit was my (or probably my partner´s) choice for the night. We had a drink at one bar, and then moved to another one. I hadn´t been to the bathroom for a while (of course) and was starting to feel signals from my bladder already in the first bar, but then it eased down. We had some great food at the second bar, a popular and cozy place, except for the bad music they played. When we were done there and went for a walk my bladder was well ready for some fun. We walked along the waterside, and I spurted a little bit into my pants every time we stopped to make out. Hard to say how desperate I actually was. I probably could have held it without too much effort, but I had no such self discipline. When we started to walk back to the hoteI I could feel that the wetness had soaked through my pants in the crotch, but S said that nothing showed. We stopped one last time to kiss before leaving the walking path and cross the street, and I took the chance to wet a little more. Just a little… One second, two seconds. I stopped when I felt the chilly trickles down my legs, almost reaching my shoes. We were almost at the hotel when S saw a sign of a grocery store and remembered that he needed something from there. To visit a store after having wet my grey suitpants hadn´t been a part of my plans for tonight, but I didn´t resist. S checked me up again from behind in the streetlights, and once again said he saw nothing, and I thought that if he, who was looking for it, didn´t see anything, then I was probably safe. But once inside the store he strolled behind me again, and… “hey… I think you should know that…” “Don´t tell me NOW that it shows…” “It does. Let´s just do this quickly.” There weren´t many people in the store, but it was still a bit stressful. I tried to act causal while at the same time trying not to turn my back against people. I´m not dead scared of being seen with a wet spot on my pants, but right when it happens, when I find myself in a situation I can´t really escape, I do feel nervous, and I definitely don´t want anyone to see. I don´t know if someone did this time. S claims it´s a good camouflage to be dressed up like that, because my whole appearance is what people are looking at… But I guess that depends on what kind of fetishist you are. On the way to our hotel room we didn´t meet any more people. S was now getting desperate to pee and said we´d better take the elevator. “As long as it doesn´t get stuck”, I said, “but then we both know the deal”. I have told him about this fantasy I have that if the two of us ever get stuck in an elevator while he´s desperate, I´ll happily let him pee in my pants instead of his own to save him from the embarrassment. We realized though that it wouldn´t have been such a brilliant idea in this elevator that had transparent walls, so maybe it was good that the elevator didn´t stop. Once in the room, while S rushed into the bathroom, I checked my behind in the mirror. There certainly was a darker shadow on my butt and crotch, but it wasn´t that bad really. The night ended like it should. A full pantswetting in the shower, sex, clean-up and bed. If that night was our normal “vanilla” thing, the next day would be more psychologically challenging and adventurous to us. A kinky relationship opens up for so many “first times”, and apparently we never run out of them. We took it slow and easy with the breakfast and morning routines, but then it was time to go out. S started to pick his outfit for the day, and then I said “well, I´d better be gearing up too”. But this time didn´t mean dressing up in his fetish gear, the shirt, tie and suit. Instead I nervously picked up a pull-up from my backpack. S smiled when he saw it. I had told him the day before that this was something I wanted to do with him, but Since I had never involved him in this exploration before I felt a bit insecure about it, but also excited. This would also be my first time wetting a diaper in public. Even if pantswetting has been my main interest, I´ve had some fantasies about diapers too. I have just needed some time to accept it and find out what it´s all about. I´m still in that process, I guess. I slipped into the diaper, and put on my underwear, showing S that it was hardly visible. Also with tight jeans on, this thin pull-up didn´t show as my jeans were still a bit baggy in the crotch. We took the bus to a shopping mall with secondhand stores just outside the town, and there we looked around, found some stuff to buy, and had a coffee. I didn´t need to pee yet, but just wearing the diaper all this time, feeling it, knowing I could pee anytime I wanted to, was such a comfy feeling. And to know that my partner knew I was wearing it. We were both in that kind of nice and slow fetish buzz, as if we had taken the same drug. When I first started trying diapers I expected them to give me the same feelings that I get from omo play (and tended to be disappointed), but that isn´t really fair. With omo, especially in public, so much is about planning how to get away with it, the nervousness about getting the timing right, measuring the desperation level, the imagined humiliation, the inconvenience of the wet pants and feeling them against my skin. I love that. But wearing a diaper is like the opposite of all this, and I have realized it gives me an experience that I don´t get during omo play. Something more chill, slow and relaxed without all that focus on exactly when, how and where those seconds of peeing will take place. It´s interesting, still a bit of a conflict for me, and I love my partner for being so sweet and supportive about something that has been tricky for me to be honest about, even with him. We left that place to go to a shopping centre at another bus stop, but the rain started pouring down, and the stores weren´t the ones we expected, so we just got back up on the bus without even leaving the bus stop. Even with this fail we were just happy. I could feel a slight need to pee, but the desperation took it´s time to grow, and I felt no restlessness about it. Back in town we went to a couple of other clothing stores, and now I was ready. I started intentionally leaking, in the middle of the store with lots of people around. A little bit every time we stopped to look at something. And a little bit more. S found himself a two piece suit that he wanted to try, and we went to the fitting room. While S tried it on and was happy to see it was a perfect fit for a great price, I was standing there wetting myself in slow spurts, feeling the heat pool around me before it got absorbed by the pull-up. It was nice to do it slowly and a little bit at a time, but I didn´t really need to be that careful. In case of a diaper leak, I had jeans with great absorbance, and I had a long rain coat that would cover the patch. This was a wetting with 0 % risk taking. We made one last stop at the pharmacy and I peed some more at the checkout. Then we went back to the hotel room. The diaper had swelled quite a lot of course, but it hadn´t leaked a drop. Even the seams of my underwear were still dry. And now that I had the chance to put my hands inside my pants I realised I was horny as hell. Perfect. I decided to save this tension for our next adventure, and we just took a shower. If you´re familiar with BDSM-terms and hear the word “switch” you probably think about switching between the dominant and submissive positions, but when me and my partner first started talking about doing switch scenarios long ago, we had something different on our mind. Our plan was to switch fetishes. This means in one of the scenarios I would be the suit fetishist instead of my partner, and in the other one he´d be the omo-lover instead of me. A serious and intimate role play, as a way of changing the dynamics and getting to know each other even better. We have already spent so much time inviting each other into what turns us on, talking for hours and joining in the practice, finding our own ways of liking it. Now ready for the next step, this isn´t supposed to be just one scenario, but many. Today we were going to make the first try. In scenario A, my boyfriend was invited to a wedding with a strict dress code, and since he wasn´t used to dressing up he had borrowed some clothes from his brother. Me, his girlfriend and secretly a suit fetishist, had offered him some help, all excited about it of course, but trying not to let it show. Carefully and a little hesitant I picked an outfit for him. The black pants. The blue shirt. I helped him with the buttons. I picked a vest for him and a matching tie. And then as I slowly succeeded to do a nice necktie knot, everything got even more intense. All that pent up sexual energy from my earlier wetting adventure was combined with the many memories of my partner starting to shake in front of me with his full focus on me and my clothes. The fire within me found it´s right direction and the switch was complete. The desire and attraction was so big I had goose bumps on my arms. And it couldn´t be hidden, of course. My scenario partner didn´t fully understand what was going on with me, but he liked to see me like that and responded to it. While we took some photos and had him try another outfit, the tension just kept growing between us, leading us straight to the bed, where we fucked, as a great and inevitable ending to our first and very successful switch scenario. Sobering up after sex we realised we were really hungry so we made ourselves ready for our night out, now both of us dressing up. The dinner at the eritrean restaurant was fantastic, and the drinks we had at the first bar too. In the second bar they made them all too sweet, but I didn´t care much about the taste of my drink because I hadn´t been to the bathroom all night, had been a bit desperate already on the walk between the bars, and now I was all excited and ready for Switch scenario B. An omo-lover in the closet having his dreams come true as his girlfriend is having an accident… Almost too much of an omo-cliché. We all know which website that inspiration comes from. What I was going to do to stage this accident, I had done before, and I knew it would work out just fine, but I was still a bit nervous. When our drinks were almost finished I complained about being more desperate than I thought, and went to the bathroom in the back of the pub. I locked the door. I sat down on the toilet. I peed. Everything good, except for the little detail that I didn´t take my pants off. I just peed right through them. It felt weird to hear the sound of my pee stream hit the water while at the same time my underwear became warm and wet, but the relief was nice. Once finished peeing I stayed seated to let the last drops fall. I was standing up a bit too early and could feel some pee that hadn´t yet made it through the fabric drip down the inside of my legs. A few drops landed on my shoes and the floor, and I wiped them off, and tried to see in the mirror if something showed on my pants. As always my black suit pants didn´t let me down. Nothing seemed to show. But still it was a big rush to unlock the door to let someone else in, and then make my way through the crowded bar, after having peed a full bladder into my pants. Now it was playtime, Switch scenario B had started. “Let´s go now” I told my partner. “Are we going already? Alright.” he said, and we left, while I tried to compose myself, knowing I was way too shiny with excitement for the character I was supposed to play, someone who just had an embarrassing accident that didn´t turn her on at all. Out on the street my boyfriend was confused. “What´s wrong? I thought we were gonna stay out all night” “Sorry… But I kind of messed things up a bit…” “What do you mean?” “ Have you ever had that experience… You know, when you really need to pee and then you finally get to a bathroom and it´s getting hard to hold it just because you´re so close?” “Yeah, of course…” “Well, it happened. I got wet. I need to change.” “What? Did you wet yourself?” He looked almost chocked. “Just a little, but…” “Go ahead, let me see…” He went behind to see if something was visible. Then he asked me again what exactly happened. I waited until the people passing by were further away and then I explained that the only bathroom was occupied, and I had been squirming a bit outside the door. Then it opened and I had rushed inside and was just about to pull my pants down when I realized I couldn´t because I was wearing suspenders that I would have to get off first, and in that moment the pee just started coming. I managed to stop the flow so that I could finally get my pants down to pee the rest, but some damage was already done to my pants. My boyfriend listened to my story with big interest. I had decided that my own character would be one that was outspoken and not particularly humiliated by this event. A bit embarrassed but laughing it off. And also confused when suddenly in the hotel room my boyfriend asked if he could feel with his hand how wet I was. “You don´t have to… well, alright…” He touched the wet fabric in my crotch and now it was obvious something was going on with him… He was way too excited. I took my pants off and showed him my light blue panties. There was a huge soaked patch reaching from the front and almost all way up my ass to the back. “Oh my god, you´ve wet yourself a lot!” he said, and couldn´t get his eyes off my underwear. Not his hands either. “You know this is pee, and not lubrication, right?”, I smiled. “Yes. I´m sorry you had an accident, and this might seem weird, but… I find this really hot”, he admitted. He started to explain, that this was a thing he had often been fantasizing about, but never had the courage to talk about. I asked him a few questions and he replied. I was surprised and puzzled about this whole situation, but not put off. “If this can make you happy, well then at least it was good for something…” I said, amused by the look of his face. He was hypnotized by my wet underwear. When he started touching me I allowed my character to become just as turned on as I was myself. We put some protection on the bed so that I could lie down and he continued his hand work while I had my wet panties still on, until I climaxed. Then I begged him to cum over my body, and he did. It was a fantastic experience to step out of my fetish and hand it over to my partner. To have him admiring my wet accident, to see and feel his desire. So much acknowledgement in this. What a gift. We fell asleep in each other´s arms with hearts full of love. Next day we went to a couple of museums before taking the train ride home. Then we had at least a couple of things to talk about if someone asked what we did last weekend.

My Life as a Diaper Slave at Disney – 6 - End By: Heather23 Edited by: DaddyRich Chapter 6 - Back to the Library Well that is the story of my first day at Disney. Now I need to call Chris from my cell phone to come and pick me up at the library. I know that Chris will spank me and torment me if he comes to get me, and I am not sitting in a wet diaper. On the one hand, I would love to egg him on, not wet my diaper, and then see what he will do to me. However, the choice is not mine to make. My need to pee is greater than my need to tease and provoke Chris. I really can't hold off peeing any longer. I glance down one last time to see my boots chained to my chair. I know that I could unzip my boot, but I also know that the chain is too tight on my ankle to release my foot from my boot. Basically, I am tethered and helpless. I am Chris's diaper slave even when he isn't next to me. I look around the library as I type these final words. Suddenly I release my pee into my waiting diaper. There is a strange comfort and convenience to be able to let go in your diaper whenever you want. There is also a very safe feeling for me when I am locked or put in a situation where my wetting is out of my control. I continue to wet. I start and stop to make sure my diaper can handle the volume, and I am pleased that I am in an overnight diaper. I am squirming in my chair as I pee to try and send more erotic feelings to my pussy. I can't quite come, but I am in an incredible state of arousal, and I am sure that was Chris's intention all along. Chris will come to get me soon, and I will be already at the peak of orgasm. I love my life as Chris's diaper slave. I will be back in touch soon with another diaper adventure. Stay happy and stay wet! The End

View File Field wetting Hey Omo Org! I have been recording videos again, and I now own clothes that allow me to be a little bolder! Here I am wetting my black jeans in a pretty open, public field. I had a little bit of cover in front of me, and as I filmed no one passed by or were visible to me...until the very end. Just before I started wetting, a car had pulled into the parking area about 70-80 meters away. There were enough trees so that no one could see me directly, so I decided to go ahead and wet. What I did not expect was for the person in the car (a woman in her 30s) to get out and start walking right towards me. Even though my pants are dark they still glistened hard (they were soaked after all!) So I grabbed my phone and started walking the same direction she was. However, once I glanced back I noticed she was jogging (eeep!), so I knelt down and pretended to be taking pictures of the sunset behind the tree line in front of us until she passed. Once she was a few dozen meters off, I turned back towards the parking area, got in my car and drove home. I learned a valuable lesson for sure. Even though the pants may be black, a fresh soaking in cotton is always pretty obvious at first 😅 Lmk if anyone has any specific requests going forward! Submitter themerger Submitted 10/10/2022 Category Male  

Tori was a very attractive girl she was white, black hair, b cup. she just turned 18 and went to a rock concert for her birthday in NYC. On the car ride down she drank a 1L water bottle of water. When she arrived the opening band started. Halfway through she felt the 1L water hit her bladder, "oh shit!" She immediately put her hands between her legs. She began jiggling back and forth. "Shit I gotta pee" she thought to herself. "I can wait till the end of this bands act to pee" she continued to think. 30 minutes later Tori was now crossing her legs, her hands were jammed between her legs. "fuck please finish" she whispered to herself. Just then the band finished her set "omg thank god" she thought, she sat up and bolted to the bathroom. "oh no no no no" she said as she ran up to the bathroom and saw that there was a huge line. "fuck fuck fuck" she thought "I'll go and wait at my seat until the lines shorter" she thought to herself. She walked back to her seat and waited. 10 minutes later "The line has to be shorter now" she thought, as she sat up a guitar raft rang through the stadium. "No way" there band she actually came to see was now starting "uggghhh.... mmmmm I'll hold it" she thought since she didn't want to miss a second of the bands music. She sat back down and crossed her legs and waited. 30 minutes later Tori was now bending over "I need to pee super bad but I-I can hold it a little longer" she thought Just then a dribble of pee came out "oh shit" she jammed her hand between her legs and crossed her legs even tighter. "You okay?" a stranger next to her said "YEA, Y-yea I'm fine" she replied "Shit I gotta be careful or I'm gonna embarrass myself infant of these people. "Alright this is our last song of the night so I want every one to stand up and sin g along with us" the lead singer of the band said. Everyone began standing up, "crap I can't stand or I'm gonna lose control and pee myself" Tori thought. Just then some one grabbed her arm and lifted her up "Ahhh" she moaned as a spurt of pee spurted out now darkening her jean shorts. "I can't sit down now or people will judge me and start staring so I'll try and hold it" she thought to her self After the end of the song "Thank you for coming out everyone and good night New York City" the lead singer said then the band was done. "Finally" Tori thought and sprinted to the bathroom but the stairs were blocked by people walking "Hurry, Hurry, Hurry" Tori thought crossing her legs and jamming her hands between her legs She finally made it down the stairs and ran towards the bathroom but she forgot something, the line was once again long but this time it was even longer than it was last time "no no no no no no no! I'm not gonna make it, I should have gone earlier" she thought The line began slowly moving forward but as the line moved foward Tori got more desperate "Ahhh" she quietly moaned as a spurt of pee shot out and a few drops of pee hit the ground She jumped up and down holding her crotch as tight as she could. "no no please move faster" she quietly said Just then a security guard came over and told her to follow him. "no please not like this" she thought Then the officer lead her into the mens room, and she realized other girls in line "thank god the lines shorter here" she thought There were 3 people ahead of her. "yes I can make it, ye-" her thought was cut off by another big spurt of pee this time it was noticeable on her shorts. "No no no" she quietly said, bending over "I'm not gonna make it" she thought She crossed her legs and jammed her hands onto her crotch as a few more dribbles of pee leaked out "mmm Aahhhh" she moaned as the flood gates opened, she blue shorts became soaked as a huge burst of pee shot out. "Don't loooook" she said trying to cover herself It was no use all the girls ahead of her and all the guys in the bathroom were staring Tori cheeks went red and she began crying "no no no" she said She ran out of the bathroom past all the staring eyes that were looking at her ad her pee soaked shorts she ran out of the stadium and to her car. She opened the car and closed the door and sat there, in her soaked shorts. "I can't drive home like this in my soaked shorts"she said. she searched her car and couldn't fine anything then she found a box of diapers. No there has to be something else. She couldn't fine anything She took a diaper out of the box and hesitated for a second and began taking her shorts off and a few drops of pee dripped off her shorts She sat there and looked at her what used to be white panties which were now yellow stained. She took her panties off and exposed her recently shaved pussy, and she pulled the diaper up and sat there embarrassed She started her car and just then she noticed something in the corner of her eye. She turned her head and at her window was two guys looking in "Ahhh stop looking pervs!!" She put the car into reverse and sped off towards her home.

View File ⭐Alice - Red Leggings Naughty Public Wetting Watch in full HD as I pee my tight red absorbant leggings in public while casually walking down the street, letting out little dribbles of pee down my legs as I walk along. Then I get to a wooden bench and sit down facing the road as lots of cars drive past, and I pee some more on the bench right through my leggings in full view of a anyone driving past! It all runs down the underside of my legs and makes a puddle at my feet! It felt so naughty! Then I get up, letting you see the noticable wet patch and I then slowly walk towards the grass, and let a little more pee out in them facing the camera up close. Then watch me as I walk back to the car in my soaked, pissy pants! I really made a mess of them! They turn a really dark colour when they are wet too, and they soak it up so well! 😉 Then after spending an evening in the car in my wet leggings enjoying how naughty I had been, I decide to sit on my doorstep when we get back, have a smoke, and then deliberately wet myself again, and the video shows right up close between my legs as I pee freely into my already soaked leggings without a care in the world! Then I stand up and show off the wet patch on my butt, and then let the rest of my pee flow into them as i stand up! You can see it stream right through the leggings! I'm really enjoying experimenting with wetting myself in public lately, as it's a very new and kinky experience for me! Hope you enjoy! 😊 Submitter AliceWetting Submitted 04/28/2020 Category Female

View File Nerdy Faery: Pee With Me Nearly a month ago I ordered a custom rewetting video. the model pulled out at the last second. I forgot about that one. I ordered another rewetting video from another girl and we had a disagreement. These videos was a good bye present to this site. The website gave me store credit for both videos. I did not see the point of wasting it. So I contacted Nerdy Faery to see if she would be interested in a rewetting video. She said yes and boy did she deliver. I had her wear her porn hub swimsuit and jacket. She pissed herself so many times. Twice on the bed, three times out side (one time in jeans), and many more. You can see the stain on the swimsuit! She urges you to pee with her through the video! Are you going to pee with her? I hope you do! This will likely be the last video I upload here. I hope you guys love it! Note: I do not see her in the do not post list. Submitter Super awesome Submitted 04/01/2022 Category Female  

View File wetting my wide leg gray pants in public Hi everyone! This was my first public wetting (recorded). I really enjoyed holding my pee, but i need to practice more on how to hold my phone subtly so i can record from a good angle and in long intervals. Besides that, i really loved the experience, people were so aware and curious about my accident and wet pants while i got back home, the spot i found to have my accident was perfect in lighting and confidentiality, and i noticed something pretty cool about these pants; they don't get wet right away, but once they absorb any liquid, they take a looong time to dry up, the wetting spot stays on it's initial shape and size for at least 20 minutes, and they made A LOT of noise when i peed myself, hope you have a good ear and can hear that wonderful hissing sound, so i'm definitively going to have another public accident in them soon. I wanted to record my wet pants right after wetting, but someone was passing by and i had to cut, thankfully i had emptied my bladder already, but next time i'm going better prepared, and won't stop recording, so i can get the people's reaction on my way home. With that said, i hope you enjoy this little video and i'll try to upload my next video as soon as i have it recorded TwT Submitter MsApril Submitted 06/14/2022 Category Female