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  1. This experience is going to be pretty short because there wasn’t a huge build up of desperation before hand seeing as I was sleeping. That being said I hope you all enjoy it anyway. As always every story I’ve posted thus far have been from my real life experience. If I ever end up writing a work of fiction I’ll be sure to add a fiction disclaimer. While this was a few years ago I was definitely still an adult at the time (probably 20 years old) ______________________________ I’d really like to chalk this up to having an odd or stressful day or even something out of the ordinary happening but I can’t. The day before had gone on like any other day, nothing was out of the ordinary. I had gotten up, had an easy morning, went into work around noon and left at maybe 9pm that evening. When I got home 45 minuets later I didn’t do anything differently. I stripped out of my work clothes, put on some comfy pajamas (a T-shirt and panties), relaxed for a while, had some dinner & water, and got ready for bed around midnight. All of those things add up to an uneventful, boring work day. What’s not boring, however, are my dreams. My dreams typically consist of something like ‘a flying neon purple tiger is walking on top of buildings made out of violins and I have to save the Pope from evil talking vacuum cleaners who are trying to take over the world.’ Those are the kinds of dreams I have, but I always have them. When I went to bed that night I turned out all the lights (save for a hallway night light, I don’t like the dark), flicked on my ceiling fan, plugged my phone in, got under my covers, and started to drift off. I soon fell sound asleep and my dreaming began. I only remember parts of my dream but I know I was in a pretty fancy museum or antique shop of sorts and I was talking to someone, perhaps an employee, who I didn’t know at all and she absolutely would not shut up. I really didn’t want to be talking to this person because in my dream I was trying to get to the bathroom and I couldn’t duck out of the conversation politely. She was wearing this historical costume gown like Marie Antoinette style and shuffling along after me as I walked around. I was going from display to display and getting more and more annoyed because she kept following me. Finally, I ended up in front of a painting and she ran off to join a parade of other people dressed in historical gowns that all looked extremely beautiful. Briefly I began to feel left out and cursed myself for not dressing up for the museum gown parade. At this point I had held it so long trying to get away from this dream woman I was absolutely shaking with the need to pee. I looked around desperately and eureka! I spotted a single restroom across the hall and sighed in relief. At the thought of relieving myself my bladder pulsed and twitched and I almost lost control but held my crotch just in time. Getting control of my need wasn’t easy but I straightened up and looked around to make sure the coast was clear. Not a person in sight, perfect. This was my chance, I was finally alone and I can head to the bathroom. I power walked, almost jogged, down the main hall past beautiful statues, paintings, and fine jewelry on display. I quickly made it to the bathroom and opened the door without bothering to knock first but it ended up being empty anyway. I turned to lock the door behind me with a smile on my face because I knew I had made it just fine. I lifted my skirt, pulled down my panties, and began to pee....ahh so much better.. Shit. My eyes snapped open at the feel of wetness around me and my body automatically stopped the stream. Wait, was that real or was that all in my dream? I sleepily and timidly lifted my blanket to clearly reveal I had absolutely wet the bed. My panties were soaked, my sheets were soaked beneath me, my blanket was damp, the hem of my shirt was a bit damp as well. My heart was pounding from being so abruptly startled out of a dream and I squinted over at my alarm clock, the red letters reading 3:30am, great. And I sill had to pee pretty badly because apparently I had emptied only half my bladder. I knew I couldn’t keep my stream stopped for too long so I jumped out of bed to run to the bathroom across the hall. The ceiling fan making me shiver from the wetness around me. I practically kicked open the door and yanked my wet panties down to the floor where they made a damp fabric sound on the ice cold tile. I didn’t even sit down all the way when my body gave out and continued my stream. I audibly sighed, it felt so good. All the built up pressure finally leaving me. It felt like my bladder was empting itself forever but of course it ended up stopping eventually. “Time to see the damage I did” I thought as I stood back up. I automatically pulled up my underwear without even thinking and by now they were FREEZING. I shivered again at the feeling. I glanced up in front of me at the full length bathroom mirror and pouted at what I saw. Me standing there with hard nipples poking through my shirt from the cold and totally soaked pink lacy cotton panties. I decided to leave them on while I washed my hands and checked on my sheets. I got back to my bedroom, flipped on the light switch and walked over to my bed. Fuck. The puddle was bigger than I thought it would be and it had spread out considerably. My blanket wasn’t too bad but definitely had gotten wet. I quickly stripped my sheets and walked downstairs. The wetness from my lower half was rubbing me the wrong way, but it felt exhilarating being out in the open totally wet with no way to hide myself. Laundry was started and I jogged back up to my upstairs bathroom with the intention of jumping in the shower but I decided to hold off. While this wetting was totally unplanned I still prefer punishments to come after accidents. So I sat in my bathtub with my freezing cold soaked lacy panties and shamefully did kegel exercises for the entire length of my laundry cycle. Thankfully I was alone in the house and I didn’t have to sneak my bed wetting sheets past anyone but I still felt utterly humiliated. I mean, I’m an adult not a little girl who has to wear pull-ups to bed. I should be able to control my bladder, not keep having accidents. Oh well, at least I get to share this experience with you guys. :-)
  2. i don't know if i should post this here, but it is a something I wanted to tell you all. you all will not believe what happened to me and my friend this morning. at 3:30 AM someone opened my front door. my dog freaks out and I go to see what the hell happened, expecting it to be someone who got the wrong house or was just drunk. nope, it was a fucking baby! a 3-year-old BABY! WTF!? this was like something out of one of my stories! the moment he saw me the baby ran away so I chased after him hoping to see a parent somewhere around. there wasn't... the kid led me to a random apartment saying "momma". so thinking someone lived there I started knocking on the door. but got no answer. after 3-5 minutes of knocking, I can see the baby shivering as he only has a shirt and diaper but no pants. heck, I was only in my underwear out in the cold morning air. part of me was afraid to even touch the baby. I mean, what would you think if you saw an almost naked guy walking around with a baby without pants? but I had no other option so I decided to pick the kid up and take him back to my place to get him out of the cold and to call the cops. I wrapped him in a blanket and put on a cartoon as I called the cops and got dressed. when the cops arrived I carried the baby back to the apartment while he was still wrapped in the blanket so we could hopefully find the boy's mom. but the apartment he lead me to was empty and no one lived there... so we went to the manager's office to see if she might recognize the boy. she didn't... with no idea what to do, we took the boy back to my house to get out of the cold and the cops called CPS. we tried to talk to the boy to get his name but he didn't speak or tell us anything. the cops then decide to walk around and see if there were any doors left open or if anyone was even looking for the boy. luckily they found some random guy who recognized the boy and was able to take the cops to the mother. apparently, this is was the first time the boy has got out and ran off... I'm just glad I was the one to find him (or he found me?) and got the whole thing settled. but god damn that scared the shit out of me!!!
  3. Since some of you liked my older story about my ex-Gf , let me talk about another of her many experiences. I found them very arousing and would demand to hear these sexy stories from time to time. She would be very hesitant at first but over time, she got more relaxed and talked much more freely about her many small and large accidents...This next one also happened pretty early in our relationship and she told me about this many months later.... ----------------------------------------------------------------- So we sometimes used to bunk classes in college and hang out / go to the movies with friends etc. It was this hot summer day that we suddenly decided to watch a new movie that had been released and a few of us friends planned to bunk the afternoon classes and go watch our favorite hero in action ! Outside our department building I noticed my ex-girlfriend and quickly told her the plan and that we had to leave quickly as the movie was gonna begin in 30 mins. She agreed, then hesitated and then said, she had to "freshen up"... the term she used was funny...the first time she said "freshen up" I was like, yea, there would be other time to put make up on, come on...you look fresh..lol...I was so naive...Indian girls tend to be very secretive about their bodily needs and in the early stages of our relationship, my ex was too...she then whispered, "No, I have to use the restroom...give me 3 mins"...my friends decided to move on ahead of us and buy tickets for us when we would come. Me and my ex would come later, we decided. So I waited outside the building as she went in and after nearly 10 mins she came out looking all flushed and quickly told me she wanted to wear a prettier dress I had to wait 10 more minutes while she went to her hostel. I was quite angry by this point and remember getting mad at her for keeping me waiting and then all my other friends at the hall who would be waiting with the tickets too. But then, I relented, and she quickly went to her hostel and was back. Everything after that went blissfully as we had a nice experience at the movies in more ways than one...in those crowded college days, the darkness of the movies gave space for a lot of "exploration" for us kids ! I never suspected why she had to "change to a prettier dress" and had thought it was one of those girl things ...it was only later, many months later, that the truth was revealed.....Lets hear it from my ex herself ---------------------------------------------------------------- When I had to go immediately to the movies, I realized I had been holding in my pee for a long time. Since the morning I had not been to the restroom and while I was not very desperate, the sudden idea that we had to leave immediately hit me and my bladder hard. And you ? You did not even understand when I first told you...idiot....Well, I hurried inside the department, looking to quickly relive myself. Those days, the department had very few girls studying and had only one girls' toilet on the second floor. For about the ~25 girls studying in the department across various years in engineering that was the only toilet. As I went up the stairs, I could feel my need to pee rapidly increase. As I neared the toilet, the proximity to relief seemed to increase my needs suddenly. I saw a first year girl enter the restroom in front of me : there were two cubicles inside and I prayed one be empty ! I went to the toilet door and pushed it open with urgency. The other girl standing inside looked up at me and smiled. "Hi didi (elder sister: a common phrase), how are you doing?" she said. I realized both the cubicles were occupied and she was the next in line. "I am great, how are things ?" we started to talk and chat about things as we waited in line. Somehow being near to relief made my need worse....very much worse. I did not understand how, but I suddenly realized I was very close to losing control. But here I was in front of another girl, junior to me, who was talking with me and I had to pretend everything was prefect. I tried to press my thighs and cross my legs discreetly but I had to take care that she did not realize I was close to bursting. We stood there chatting for a good 3-4 mins as I was nearing my bursting point every second. Once I thought I should request her to let me go first but then,my pride took over. Surely I could hold it a little bit more ? A cubicle flushed and a girl came out as the first year girl slowly went in. "She didn't even need to go as bad as me" I groaned secretly to myself as I was now next in line. My phone started to ring....you were calling me...probably wanting me to hurry up...ahhh...why now ? I know I have to come quickly but I am so near an accident...I need to focus..cant pick your call now...I was in real agony... Suddenly in the midst of all this panic, a spurt escaped my pussy lips and wet my panties. I gasped in horror but being so near relief somehow meant I was losing control much faster. Whats with me and toilet lines ? Whenever I stand in line for the restroom, I often leak a little...another spurt...this time almost a second...I could feel my panties getting wetter as I realized I had to swallow my pride and knock on the door to ask the girl to hurry up...I was in complete panic now. As another wave of desperation hit me, another spurt escaped...this time I could feel the first drops on my upper thigh. I was almost on the verge of tears...suddenly the cubicle flushed. The sound of the running water brought out another spurt that I quickly controlled...as I took a deep breath, the cubicle opened and one of our friends came out. She smiled at me and tried to talk about something but I had no time. I mumbled "sorry, talk soon" and went in, not trying to show my extreme state of desperation. As I closed the door, I lost another spurt. I quickly pulled my jeans down and let out a gusher....on inspection I realized my panties were quite wet...and while my jeans didn't show any stains I was sure if I sat with those wet panties for sometime, my jeans would also become wet. So I told you I had to put on a prettier dress and I went quickly and got changed !! That was a real close call...dunno why, I can't really be in front of a toilet and wait for any reasonable amount of time...thats just how my mind and bladder works sometimes....well, hope you liked that one dear.....now remember, its just for you...so keep this a secret !! Shhhhh....