cwpee 632 Posted November 25, 2016 Popular Post Share Posted November 25, 2016 (edited) I've got a ton of smaller sightings with my wife that I want to get written down, and I'm going to devote this thread to them. I'm going to start off with something that just happened. We just saw a movie in the theater; it's a longish movie, and we got a huge soda to share so I figured there would be at least some mild desperation since she never gets up in the middle of a movie if she is really into it. She enough, I noticed her hand creeping to her crotch with an hour left in the movie. I was curious if she was actually holding herself, but I couldn't tell because it was too dark. I was already holding her free hand, but after a little while I reached over to hold her other hand as well. It was definitely near her pussy but she wasn't holding herself yet. I ended up taking my hand off after a few minutes to get a drink and she inexplicably drank some more! Nothing changed for a while until about 20 minutes were left in the movie when she tightly crossed her legs. Again, it was hard to tell in the darkness, but when the screen lit up I could definitely see her hand between legs near her crotch. Not long after, a romantic part happened so I learned over to kiss her then I reached for her hand again. I could only get the top part of her hand because the rest was buried between her legs! It still wasn't at her pussy, though. As the minutes ticked on, I could feel her legs squeezing together occasionally then her foot started tapping in mid air. With about 5 minutes left you could tell the movie was wrapping up and the "close to a toilet" feeling must have hit her. She scooted her butt back in the chair and bent forward. I was still holding both hands and as she moved backwards in the chair, she slid the hand between her legs all the way up! At the same time, I slid my hand farther in as well. To my amazement, I could feel her fingers kneading at her pussy! Her legs were clamping down tightly as well. She was nearing her mental limit. While she was waiting for the movie to end so she could escape, she was getting more desperate. I could feel her shifting around in her seat while clamping her legs together, and the hand away from her legs would periodically squeeze my hand tightly while the other dug deeper in her pussy. As soon as the credits started, she jumped up and immediately told me that she had to pee super bad, but we had to wait for the people next to us to get out. She was dancing in place, wriggling her hips as she was forced to adjust to not holding herself anymore combined with the knowledge that she was even closer to relief. It had only been a few seconds before she said "oh my God I'm dying to pee. Why won't they move!" Once we started moving, she was walking funnily as she tried to hold back her bladder without holding herself. I'm not sure how to describe it except that it looked like she was attempting to cross her legs while speed waking. When we exited the theater I tried to talk to her about the movie, but she cut me off saying "I have to pee too bad!" then darting into the bathroom. Since it was a late showing she made it in with no incidents, but when she got out she sighed, rubbed her belly, and said "Man it feels great to pee after you've held it that long!" Edited November 25, 2016 by cwpee Typos (see edit history) HPattern, vexer6, Vickypee and 17 others 20 Quote Link to comment
Gemmy 3,817 Posted November 25, 2016 ✨ Legendary Member Share Posted November 25, 2016 Nice story, I look forward to more. desperation(); 1 Quote Link to comment
Denimwetter 0 Posted November 25, 2016 Share Posted November 25, 2016 Yet another nice story. Thanks Quote Link to comment
DespAndHold 337 Posted November 25, 2016 Share Posted November 25, 2016 Nice, I love the combination of a small bladder and a strong desire to keep waiting. I'm so glad your wife is able to keep waiting and enjoy that amazing relief without embarrassing herself. cwpee and slothmallow 2 Quote Link to comment
kingkong 36 Posted November 26, 2016 Share Posted November 26, 2016 Great experience. Thanks for sharing. Looking forward to hearing more! Nothing like a small bladdered girlfriend/wife ... Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted November 26, 2016 Author Share Posted November 26, 2016 Me too! Neither of us enjoy wetting, so it works out well. She also seems to not like holding other people up with going to the bathroom, which is also great for me. Last night we actually went back to see the movie (Fantastic Beasts...) again with our oldest. We again got a large drink, but she wasn't crazy desperate like last night. When we left, neither me or our daughter went to the bathrooms. She went along with us, looking at the bathrooms on the way out. She reminded me that we needed to go to the store, so we stopped, which took an extra 15 minutes. When we got home, she helped me unload the car then dashed to the toilet. She let out a huge "ahhhhh" when she sat down. Luckily I timed it - 55 seconds! wannawatch 1 Quote Link to comment
ShiveringWarm 3 Posted November 27, 2016 Share Posted November 27, 2016 I was raised by J.K. Experienced happy Omo vibes when Queenie delivered Hot Chocolate to her male visitors, then immediately mentioned that the bathrooms were down the hall (right next to her room) Magical Empaths are so sensitive like that... they pick up on everything so naturally they would do everything in their power to assure relief for their charges Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted December 1, 2016 Author Share Posted December 1, 2016 This evening we went pokemon hunting with the kids. Since its dark and our park doesn't have lights (plus its cold), this basically involves me driving around slowly while they play. I have a whole series of places to go and throughout the whole route there is only 1 bathroom, and we weren't even going by it today. When we left about 6:30, I was pleasantly surprised that Jenna didn't pee first. She basically always does before we go anywhere, but I guess she just didn't feel much of a need. It had been a while since she had gone last, but I also don't think she had been drinking much. She grabbed a soda for the outing, and drank some water when we sat down in the car. We made our way to the pokemon hunting grounds and I drove around for quite a while. At one point I stopped for them to catch some of them, and saw that her legs were firmly clamped together. It had been close to an hour since we left, the soda having been drained in under 30 minutes, and the liquids had made their way to her bladder. We circled around for a while longer, stopping periodically. Each time I stopped I took a good look at her body language; she had now moved sideways some to pull her knees up, which offered a little extra pressure on her pussy. After we'd been out for about an hour and half, they started to have problems with the internet so I pulled over to check it out. Jenna now had one foot pulled up and planted in her crotch. Jenna said "Well, I think thats a sign we need to head back", clearly ready to get home to the toilet. The kids wanted to stay to catch everything around us, though, and she gave in. I hadn't seen her do this before, and I think there was a reason. She kept shifting around trying to find a way to make it work, before giving up. She shifted around once more, moving the foot from her pussy and crossing her legs partially. Once we drove off I could see her moving her leg back and forth, lightly massaging her pussy. The kids kept whining about having to go home, so I pulled into the parking lot of the community college, where I know there are a lot of pokemon. When I pulled in, Jenna crossed her legs tightly and bent forward slightly for a couple seconds as her bladder protested against being delayed again. I drove around for a little while, with Jenna once again joining in the game to take her mind off of the situation below. After about 5 minutes, a whole bunch of them popped up. Jenna yelped and said "Ooh Ooh! Stop here!" Conveniently, we were right under a light, so I was able to fully watch her. She was concentrating fully on the game, but I could see her subconsciously squeezing her thighs together. Finally on the last stretch home, Jenna started squirming in anticipation, but I dashed her hopes when I pulled into the park near our house for one last stop. I wasn't expecting it, but 2 pikachu popped up on the radar about a 3-4 minute walk away. The kids went ballistic, begging to go get them. I was ready to go, and had already put the car into drive, when Jenna sighed loudly and said "OK, fine, we can go get them." I couldn't believe it! No wasting a second, I pulled into the closest parking spot. We hadn't planned on being outside, so she didn't have a jacket. As soon as she stepped out the 45 degree air, with short sleeves and capris no less, her bladder must have spasmed because she sharply bent forward and pulled one of her legs up to get extra pressure on her peehole. She stayed like that for several seconds before I felt sorry and gave her my jacket. I was the only one with a working "flashlight" (on my phone), so I couldn't see her as we walked, but when we got to where the Pikachu were, I got an eyeful. She was shifting back and forth, bending each knee up and across her other leg in turn. We rapidly made our way back, with Jenna firmly crossing her legs the second she sat down. As we pulled into the driveway, she already had her seatbelt off and raced ahead of the door, then reached down to grab a package. True to form, she got distracted when she opened it to find a shirt she had been waiting for. She immediately pulled off her shirt, and started trying to get the new shirt on. It went on weird, though, and I had to help her get it off. I got in a nice boob grab in the process, causing her to laugh then bend forward again. She got the shirt on then sneezed loudly before opening her eyes wide. "I think I just peed a little!" then she started laughing. The kids, of course started giggling along with her from outside the room, before she paused then said "No, I think I actually did pee. I need to go!" and she rushed to the bathroom. I didn't have a timer running, but it was a fairly long pee for her, easily 30 seconds or more. She got up, and sighed loudly before saying "Much better!" I noticed she didn't change her panties, so I'm not sure if nothing happened or if it wasn't enough for her to mess with changing them. She always sleeps in the nude, so if I remember tonight I'll try to check them for any evidence after she takes them off. Meowth, HPattern, DespAndHold and 3 others 6 Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted December 1, 2016 Author Share Posted December 1, 2016 (edited) I put our clothes in the hamper before bed, so I got a chance to check them - it was almost 3 hours afterwards, but the crotch was still a bit damp! I've never known her to do this before, so she must have been really full. ALSO - I finally found out why she never holds herself. As I've mentioned before, she was desperate to pee alot when she was a child. When it got really bad she would hold herself, but once she got older her mom told her she couldn't do that anymore so she figured out ways to hold it without using her hands. Edited December 1, 2016 by cwpee Typos (see edit history) Crazi Mathx 1 Quote Link to comment
DespAndHold 337 Posted December 1, 2016 Share Posted December 1, 2016 Another incredible experience, you balance the desire to extend her desperation a little with sympathy very well I think :-) I agree she must have been at limits to leak like that given her amazing muscle control, I hope she talks to you about it a little. Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted December 2, 2016 Author Share Posted December 2, 2016 That's what is odd, though - she wasn't particularly close to her limits. As best I can tell, a whole lot of it is mental for her. She obviously has a small bladder, but I guess she just ignores it if she doesn't have a way to pee. Once she decides she has nowhere to pee she seems to last forever, but when she gets close to the toilet her desperation spikes. I think that the repeated times of thinking we were close to home, then delaying it further, got to her. When she's near her limit, she bolts to the toilet no matter what, but when she's just desperate she can get sidetracked easily like last night. She'll temporarily forget about peeing, which also translates into occasionally leaking. While she put on a good display, and peed for ~30 seconds, it was a fairly week stream. That was still a lot for her, but nothing compared to what I've seen her hold. For comparison, there was a truly epic hold she did this past Sunday that I'm going to post soon. I'm not going to spoil it, but she peed harder than she did last night and for over twice as long. She was probably holding 3 times what she held last night, and she still didn't leak at all. Quote Link to comment
Akuji19 85 Posted December 2, 2016 Share Posted December 2, 2016 @cwpee I understand fully the predicament !my ex girlfriend could hold it forever unless you bring her in front availability... Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted December 5, 2016 Author Share Posted December 5, 2016 While the town we live in is decent sized, its a little off the beaten path, so we do a lot of driving. As a result, a whole lot of the desperation I've seen from her is as a result of road trips. Here's a quick account of one of the times she's been desperate on the road. We had a day-trip planned to a larger city a couple hours away. Normally we stop at the halfway point as there is a gas station with clean toilets there, and that's normally when she needs to pee. On this occasion, it took forever to get everyone rounded up in the car and in the chaos Jenna managed to forget to pee on the way out. We'd been on the road for about 5 minutes when things calmed down enough for her to relax. Suddenly I heard her say "Oh no!". I asked her what was wrong, and she told me that she had forgotten to pee. Normally, I'm supportive of her toilet breaks, but I actually got a little irritated this time. We'd already taken forever to leave, so there was no way I was turning around. The problem is that it was another 10-15 minutes to the next place we could stop at. I told her it would be at least 10 minutes, and she got really worried. She didn't way anything, but I could tell she was getting desperate by her leg movements. She was jiggling them, then moved to cross them tightly. It ended up taking a little over 15 minutes, and as we exited the highway and saw that it was just a small semi-run-down gas station she said "Oh damn, I really hope their bathroom isn't nasty." I pulled up next to the entrance and she jumped out. As she was running in, I saw a sign on the door that said "Bathrooms for customers only" so I was interested to see how this played out. I was ready to go in to buy something if she ran into a problem, but I didn't need to go in after all. She stopped at the cashier by the entrance, and was literally bouncing in place as she asked the cashier where the toilets were. I'm not sure what was said because I was outside, but it must have been something about them only being for customers. I saw her bend over and wave her hand frantically in the air before the cashier handed her a key and pointed to the back of the building. She was running into the room as I entered so I missed the beginning of her stream, but it was very powerful and lasted for another 20+ seconds after I first heard it. 015771727david, Meowth and wettingman 3 Quote Link to comment
wettingman 1,584 Posted December 9, 2016 Share Posted December 9, 2016 I love your richly detailed stories of serious prolonged desperation, with your wife holding her pee to the last possible second. It must have been especially hot to actually feel here 'kneading her pussy"with your hand. Thank you for posting. Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted January 26, 2017 Author Share Posted January 26, 2017 I've been busy and totally neglected posting here, but there's been a lot of good desperation over the past couple months, not to mention all of the older ones! I already posted one here and I'm hoping to have more of them up soon. Also, I this weekend I found out the reason I never see her really hold herself - she said when she really has to pee she gets super sensitive. Apparently if she holds herself, the extra stimulation makes her need to pee even worse. Thinking back on it, the few times I've seen her put her hands down there, it was a fist and it was pressing above her pussy, more around her pubic bone. I'm not entirely sure what that accomplishes, but oh well. Knowing that, my memory from the theater may have been off. While I thought at the time it was her pussy, I think it must have been that same area. With her legs crossed, and through jeans, it was hard to tell for sure and I guess my mind just ran with it. Probably doesn't make much difference, but I like to maintain accuracy in stuff I post as "real". wettingman 1 Quote Link to comment
wettingman 1,584 Posted January 28, 2017 Share Posted January 28, 2017 I appreciate you keeping it real ! Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted February 16, 2017 Author Popular Post Share Posted February 16, 2017 Here’s a time from several years ago when Jenna got seriously caught out by a traffic jam. At the time, her ex lived about 2 hours away, so every other weekend we would drive the 2 hours each direction on Friday, then again on Sunday. It was pretty miserable, but we would try to work other things into the weekends to make better use of the drive time. This particular weekend we decided to go to another town to visit some friends. Instead of meeting at his house at 7 like normal, we were going to meet at his work at 5 when he got off. He worked at the far end of the large city he lived in, so we left at 2 to get there in time since we would inevitably run into traffic. We stopped at our normal place a little over an hour into the drive for a bathroom break, with Jenna getting a large soda and a water bottle for us to share, then continued onward. As I anticipated, we ran into traffic, and eventually got to where he worked about 5. Of course, he wasn’t out yet, so we waited in the parking lot. The kids wanted to get something to drink, but we were in the middle of a warehouse district and there was nothing around. As we waited, Jenna started getting more irritated. She was complaining about everything - how he was late, how there wasn’t anything around, and what was there was so nasty she didn’t want to go inside. I figured she was just impatient and irritated, so I didn’t think anything of it. He finally came out, they talked for a while, then Jenna offered to drive. I normally prefer to drive, but I took her up on it since there was still a lot of driving ahead of us. I told her that I wanted to make it to the outskirts of the city, which should be about 30 minutes, then we could stop, get something to eat, and I’d drive the rest of the way. She thought for a second then said something like “OK, I can make it that long I guess.” Thinking she was talking about not wanting to drive any longer, I explained that this was a really badly designed highway and there weren’t any good places to stop and it was difficult to even enter and exit the highway. Having lived nearby before and knowing the route, she agreed and continued on in silence. About 10 minutes later, the GPS told me to take a different highway than normal. It was way out of the way; I had just started using a new program, so I assumed its routing was just off and ignored it. We ran into the normal rush-hour traffic, and the 30 minutes extended out to 45 before we finally saw a sign for our exit in 3 miles. Jasmine was very excited that we were close and shifted around some in her seat. I’m not sure why I wasn’t thinking of anything at this point, because it had been over 3 hours since she peed last and she’d drunk a large soda and was sipping water. In hindsight it was obvious she really had to pee. Just as she was getting ready for the stop, it got yanked away from her. Cresting a hill, we saw a sea of tail lights. We ground to a near stop and crawled ahead for another 5 minutes. This was near a junction of 2 massive interstate highways, so we thought it was just normal traffic until we came to a complete stop. I pulled up a traffic map, and there was a major wreck ahead. I looked around for any way to get off the highway, but we had just passed an exit when the traffic hit. After 5 more minutes of barely moving, I started looking for any alternative. There was a guard rail all along the highway, but there was a small gap. I could have wound my way through it and gone the wrong way on an entrance ramp for about 100 feet to get to another road, but there was no way I could direct Jenna on how to do that so I left it alone. Still oblivious, Jenna dropped a bombshell! She took a sip from the water bottle, then bent forward sharply and squeezed her legs tightly together before calmly saying “I don’t know why I keep sipping water when I’m already dying to pee….” Suddenly my mind ran through the past hour - she had needed to pee even before we got to her ex’s work! The comments about the nasty stores, the impatience about not having any restaurants, the mention of her being able to make it 30 mintutes - all of it added up to her way of venting about needing to pee. That had started almost 2 hours prior, and who knows how much longer we had to wait! We inched forward with no more mention of her bladder until about 10 minutes later when she again bent forward and squeezed her legs together and she asked how much longer. From what I could tell it was about another mile, but who knows how long that was going to take. She didn’t like that and again said how bad she had to pee. Not long after she again groaned loudly and crossed her legs tightly, only moving them back once we started moving again. Feeling bad for her, I asked if she wanted to switch so I could drive. She thought for a second, then told me “I don’t think I can, its too much movement. I will almost certainly pee myself. Its killing me, but I can still hold it in this position.” Soon after, we crested a hill and saw what was going on. There was a major wreck involving a tractor trailer and several cars. The whole center divider was destroyed with cars on both sides of the highway. Both directions - 4 lanes on each side - were being diverted into a single lane while they cleaned up the mess. We could at least tell how far we had to go - it looked like less than a half mile- but it was probably still going to be another 15 minutes. I pointed out how we were getting close, while Jenna wailed about her bladder exploding before we got there. We creeped along for another 5 minutes with Jenna hunched forward to relieve the pressure on her bladder when something amazing happened. What happened next sounds like something out of a fantasy, but I swear it is true. At this point, we were under a bridge. The outsides of the highway had concrete barriers, but the center consisted of metal posts with high-tension wires. They work great for stopping cars, but obviously not so much for the tractor trailer that rolled ahead of us. They also allow a clean view of the other side of the highway. As we inched forward, I noticed a car on the other side was going much faster than normal. I assumed they were just running late when they pulled off on the median. They came skidding to a stop next to one of the bridge pylons, not 30 feet from where we were, and a man jumped out of the car and stopped next to one of the pylons. I couldn’t see anything directly, but it was super-obvious that he was peeing on the side of the pylon. Jenna looked over and audibly gasped before sharply crossing her legs and focusing her gaze on the road. It took her a few seconds to compose herself before she laughed nervously then exclaimed “That fucker! I would do anything to be able to pee right now, and here he is just whipping his dick out!” As if on queue, a 2nd car pulled up behind the other one. A woman who looked to be in her mid-30’s jumped out of the car. She stood in place, not even attempting to hide behind a pylon, as she yanked her dress above her waist. She was wearing Spanx under her dress and was trying frantically to get them down. The poor woman was practically running in place while fighting her undergarments before she finally peeled them down below her crotch. She was already peeing full force as she dropped to a squat. She must have lost control as soon as she jumped out of the car because a pool of urine poured out as she worked her underwear further down. As if the spray of urine shooting onto the ground wasn’t evidence enough of how much she held, she had he head tilted back and mouth wide open while she rubbed her abdomen slowly. It was almost too much for Jenna - the sight of a woman peeing out in the open right next to her must have caused her bladder to spasm sharply. She grunted and bent forward sharply while knotting her legs even further. She continued onward with traffic as we neared the wreck site. Traffic was getting more difficult to navigate as everyone was merging into one lane and every time she had to make a sudden movement Jenna would breathe in sharply. She was nearly panting as we finally cleared the accident site, and promptly floored it. We got up to at least 100 MPH as she raced to the first available exit. Not far ahead she saw a sign for a fast-food restaurant and she quickly exited and pulled into the parking lot, all the while chanting “Gotta pee, gotta pee….” Stopping directly in front of the door, taking up most of a wheelchair spot, she jumped out and sprinted inside. She leaped into the restroom and I immediately heard her pee splattering in the toilet. I went into the Men’s and rapidly rubbed one out (in about 5 seconds), peed for quite a while, washed my hands, and exited only to hear her still peeing! I didn’t time it, but it was probably close to a minute and a half since she first started when she finally stopped. When she came out, she sighed loudly before telling me that that was probably the most she had ever peed in her life. amugeR, slothmallow, Manticore and 5 others 7 1 Quote Link to comment
wettingman 1,584 Posted February 18, 2017 Share Posted February 18, 2017 Thank you for another arousing story. Every time I read one I expect this time she will wet herself. Amazing that although it's small she has excellent bladder control. Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted March 20, 2017 Author Share Posted March 20, 2017 (edited) I know! I've wondered if it will ever happen, but based on her past I think it is highly unlikely she will pee herself purely because she had to hold on too long. If it ever does happen, it will because she'd prepared herself to start peeing and something happened. If she starts peeing and has to stop for any reason its a matter of seconds before it starts coming out on its own (according to her). The biggest example is the time from one of my first posts - we were out hiking and she was dying to pee when she ducked off the side of the trail. She started peeing and had to stop - twice - when I heard something. The second time she was fully peeing and it took her at least a second to stop after she pulled her pants back up. She later told me that she could feel it starting to come out and she was about to totally pee herself, but I wonder if that is actually true. She had previously told me she absolutely couldn't stop once she started because it hurt too much yet she did stop this time. I guess it comes down to how important it is to her that she stop peeing as to whether the pain is worth it. I still have fantasies thinking about what would have happened if there actually was someone coming and she had to stop. The more common occurrence is when she's at a toilet (or will be in the next 15 seconds) she loses most of her ability to hold it and it doesn't take much to cause a squirt in her panties. There's been several times when she was racing to the bathroom and I slowed her down (either being playful, or just going up to give her a kiss when she got home) and she squirted in her panties.In fact, this happened over the weekend. I suspected she needed to go because we'd been out for a while, but she made no mention of it. Sometimes she'll play around with me and talk about how she needs to pee because she knows I like it, but only when she's in a good mood. We were worn out and ready to get home, so that didn't happen. Normally if she's really bursting she'll say something anyway, but I've noticed that if we're close to home she basically never says anything. I passed our normal turn to instead go to the community mailbox and she initially looked surprised until she realized what I was doing. She shifted in her seat some, but seemed fine when she got out to check the mail. As soon as we stopped in our driveway she hopped out, then inexplicably stopped to look at something in the yard (gotta love ADHD!) I unlocked the front door then joined her. She was looking at some of her flowers and was excited that they were starting to sprout and spent at least 2 minutes looking at them. Suddenly she stopped straightened upright and hurried to the door. She was shifting her weight and I heard her whisper to herself “ooooh, gotta pee”. I made a comment that for someone that had to pee badly, she sure was wasting a lot of time. She snapped back that it was urgent and to hurry up. I proceed to open the door and turned to make a comment to her but instead she tried to dart past me. There was plenty of room, but in her haste she bumped into me rather hard then yelled at me "Great! I just peed my pants!" It was only another 40 feet to the toilet, but as she shuffled along the floor, she muttered "and still am...." before dropping on the toilet and releasing the pent up contents of her bladder. I commonly stand at the door to the toilet (which is in its own small room, and never has the door closed) even when she’s not desperate just to keep up the conversation, but I always try to watch when she’s this bursting to see how she reacts to finally peeing . I came up to the door as I saw her dropping on the toilet and when she looked up there was a look of exquisite relief on her face before she let out a long, deep sigh. She sat motionless as urine continued spraying outwards until about 30 seconds later when she looked up at me and said “Damn, that’s a lot of pee!” It kept on going before gradually slowing down, though she kept a constant stream going for a little over 1 minute from the time she started. Edited March 20, 2017 by cwpee Minor Text Fixes (see edit history) DespAndHold, amugeR and moiamigo 3 Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted November 9, 2022 Author Popular Post Share Posted November 9, 2022 Hello again! I can't believe its been this long since I updated. It’s been a crazy few years for our family, even beyond COVID and the other things going on in the world, so we haven’t done a whole lot until relatively recently. Thankfully things have been picking up lately, and we've been going back out and enjoying things as a couple again. I'm probably going to keep updating here for either quick things or short form retelling of events, while longer events I'm going to turn into a more fleshed-out story-style post of their own. I’ve got a large number of things I need to write up, some going all the way back to when we started dating over 10 years ago, but I thought I would start with something relatively quick that happened this past weekend. You know how she used to always hold on, now matter what? Spoiler alert - she doesn’t always hang on any more. I've still yet to witness a complete bladder-emptying accident, but her pants definitely don't stay dry all of the time. (Also, there’s some mild sex in the next paragraph, so you can skip if that bothers you.) Jenna was still asleep when I woke up, so I did some stuff around the house. Our son was still asleep, and our daughter was at a sleep-over, so it was nice and quiet. After I had been up a while, I decided it was time for her to get up since it was approaching noon. We both sleep nude, and I normally don’t take advantage of it, but she had kicked the covers halfway off and I could clearly see her pussy. I was hoping she hadn’t peed yet, and I carefully slid the covers off of her and climbed on top. As she was waking up, I kissed her then slid my hand between her legs. She didn’t immediately push it away, which meant it was on. I fingered her a little as we kissed, and as soon as a finger was inside her she slammed her legs together and told me how bad she had to pee. Naturally, that was my que to open her legs again, and slide inside her. She came twice within 2 minutes, squirting substantially both times. She kept telling me she needed to pee and to hurry, before she stopped suddenly, reached over to grab her phone, then looked back at me with a surprised look. “Oh no! We were supposed to pick our daughter up 20 minutes ago!” Then she pushed me off and ran to the bathroom where she peed loudly. “I’m so sorry, I will make it up later!” she yelled. My mind lit up with ideas, and I quickly worked out a plan to go out shopping, mostly looking for Christmas present ideas, until she needed to pee. I found that some of my favorite of her pee holds were when we were just out somewhere, and she needed to pee but holds on either on purpose or because there's not a toilet handy. I was hoping for the same this time, and it didn’t disappoint. Fast-forward 5 hours - we had been working hard cleaning the house, and finally were done with what we had planned on. I came in from the garage and she was sitting on the sofa panting. “I’m done, finally! I know I haven’t drunk enough water, though. I think I’ve only had 2 glasses since breakfast.” She normally has a gallon jug of water that she carries with her and drinks from throughout the day, but it turns out that it had broken the day before. I tossed her my half-full 750ml water bottle, which she promptly drank in one sitting. At her request, I filled it up and she drank a decent bit more before stopping because her stomach was full. At this point, I have no idea when she peed last, I just know that she hasn’t drunk much other than the ~ 1L she just drank, plus a can of soda. I sat down next to her and told her I wanted to go out to see if we could find any ideas for Christmas presents, which she liked. “OK, sounds good. I’m nasty, though, so I gotta take a shower.” I followed her in where we could speak away from kids, when she turned back around. “And no, I won’t pee! I don’t even really need to go right now, anyway.” The way she phrased it told me that she did need to pee some, which was a plus, but who knows how long it would take for her to fill up if she was starting out dehydrated. I just had to keep her drinking, and there were plenty of places to check out shopping. As soon as she was out of the shower, she finished off the 2nd bottle, and she had already started on another as we left, roughly 30 minutes after she drank the first one, she was now about 1.5L drunk in less than an hour. She kept drinking on our way to the first store, and we spent about 30 - 45 minutes there. As we walked to the car, she whispered to me “I think I need to pee”. Normally, that means she needs to pee pretty badly, but she isn’t desperate yet and she was just letting me know. I figured there was plenty of time left, and handed her the bottle, but she barely drank any, so maybe it was worse than I thought. Sure enough, as we were walking into the next store, I asked her how much she needed to pee. “Bad! I need to pee really bad.” “Seriously? I thought you didn’t have to pee much back there?” “Well, I do now. I think it’s all hitting me.” With how much she had been drinking, and how quickly, this was probably going to progress much quicker than I anticipated. Sure enough, we stopped at a clothes rack near the entrance and I could see her starting to squirm a little. Normally I figured I would get at least 10-15 minutes of this before she started getting super desperate (the part I was looking forward to), but I miscalculated. By the time we made it to the toys in the back corner, she was barely able to stand still. 2 minutes later and even that was too much. I had grabbed a lego our son was interested in, but the price tag was obviously off. “Here, I’ll look it up” she said as she grabbed it from me, not even stopping. “No, I just need to number and I can look at the price tag” “I’m going to pee myself if I stand still” she snapped as she walked off with it. “I’ll check it on the price scanner over there”. I could feel my dick getting hard, and I was starting to get worried. I’m on the larger side, and I hadn’t planned my pants out very well - the material was on the thinner side, and it was getting impossible to hide my growing erection, so I had to grab something to hide it. I turned around in time to see her squirming around at the price scanner. She hurried back and laughed at me, then moved the box to the side, laughing harder. Then she bent forward sharply. “Shit, I just peed a little. Come on!” The pace that she was progressing caught me totally off guard. I don’t think I had even seen her get this desperate this quickly, but it had been a while since I had seen her drink that much in that short of time. More importantly, I had no idea how full she was to begin with, and I was starting to think she already had to pee before she even drank anything. I continued to follow as she wandered through the store. I don’t think she had any plan, she just needed to keep walking, and I was along for the ride. She would stop occasionally when she saw something interesting, walking in place until she started moving again. I was really enjoying this, but sadly it only lasted a couple minutes before she froze and pulled one leg up and across as she bent forward a little. It was obviously a last-ditch effort to hold on. “Shit, I just peed again. I’m sorry, I can't make it home, I’m going to lose it” then she speed-walked towards the bathroom. This has happened multiple times, but somehow she still gets distracted even when this desperate, stopping to look at a shirt that caught her eye. Her whole body is moving for the brief time she is stopped, before she almost runs the remaining 100 feet to the bathroom. I always hold out hope that a bathroom will be closed when she’s in a situation like this, but its only happened a couple times. This time was like most, and I saw her run in, leaving me standing there with a box still covering my hard-on. It was under control by the time she got out, thankfully, and set the box down before leaving. As we walked back to the car, she leaned over and whispered “Yeah, I peed my panties back there.” “Really? Like a lot?” “Not A LOT, a lot, but they were definitely wet.” She normally doesn’t say stuff like that, even though she knows I like it, so this was pretty exciting. Needless to say, I was quite hard again, to the point that I hung back in the car a minute before I joined her. It might have been my imagination, but the seat felt slightly wet. When we got home an hour later she immediately took off her pants and put on pajamas. I checked and the panties were still fairly wet, and the crotch of her pants was a little damp still, so it must have been a fairly significant leak. That night, I found out that she was actually planning on holding her pee the whole time we were out then having sex when got back home. She felt bad about not making it, so she held it again that night. She didn’t get as desperate, but we were definitely able to do it before she peed this time. slothmallow, Renatatswet, skywalker58 and 4 others 4 3 Quote Link to comment
nappypants 1,397 Posted November 10, 2022 Share Posted November 10, 2022 On 11/9/2022 at 4:44 AM, cwpee said: You know how she used to always hold on, now matter what? Spoiler alert - she doesn’t always hang on any more. I've still yet to witness a complete bladder-emptying accident, but her pants definitely don't stay dry all of the time. Sounds like full accidents are only a matter of time, and maybe diapers further down the line! Great story anyway. Quote Link to comment
Calvin1 340 Posted November 11, 2022 Share Posted November 11, 2022 Sounds like that was a lot of fun. Thank you for sharing!!! Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted November 11, 2022 Author Share Posted November 11, 2022 (edited) The closest I have seen her come, conceptually, to a total loss of control came on an out-of-state family vacation in Utah/Arizona a few years ago. We were driving from the north rim of the grand canyon back towards Las Vegas. Once we hit I-15, in St George, the next stop is about 30 miles south. Being in the car with our kids I wasn't really looking for her to get desperate, but I also knew it was bound to happen. In this case, she was looking like she might have to pee soon, but obviously she didn't say anything. Soon after, it was pretty clear she needed to go but there was nothing there so she just dealt with it. Towards the end of that stretch, the highway goes through a large river gorge. I had completely forgotten until we passed through and saw a huge line of cars, but that road was under construction. Lucky for her there was no holdup, though. She saw a sign for a stop, and immediately told me to hurry up because she had to pee really bad. By the time we got there couple minutes later she was bouncing in her seat and sprinted inside as soon as I parked. It was very hot, but I see that kind of thing at least once or twice a month. The thing that keeps my mind coming back to this when I am fantasizing is that when we were driving North on the way to the grand canyon, the Southbound lanes were under construction. There were a few miles of cars and they were barely moving, I bet the holdup was at least 2 hours, possibly more. It was 2 narrow lane with a dropoff on one side, and barriers on the other (or it might have been barriers on both sides, I can't remember). There was literally nowhere to go, you couldn't even turn around. If that was there when we were coming back, I am 100% certain she would not have made it, and her options were either to wet her pants (very unlikely since she HATES wearing very wet clothing for long), or to pee next to the car with no cover (it was a minivan, so no doors to hide behind). I would have seen her pushed to her absolute limits. However, I am glad it didn't happen because I would feel bad for her, but mostly because it was have been SO AWKWARD with my kids being there. Edited November 11, 2022 by cwpee (see edit history) AlphaBladder 1 Quote Link to comment
cwpee 632 Posted November 14, 2022 Author Share Posted November 14, 2022 Over the weekend, we were out doing some early Christmas shopping, then ended up going on a self-guided tour of homes decorated for Christmas as part of a fundraiser for a local non-profit. I'd say we had been out for about 4 hours by the time we got to the 3rd house, and I was starting to wonder how long it would be before she needed to pee. Sure enough, I noticed her moving around more than normal, and I caught her looking longer than normal at the toilets. It was obvious they couldn't be used as there were many other people around, but I'm sure it wasn't helping her wait. We still had things to do around the house, so we were only stopping at one more place on the way home. It was a small 1-room building set up as a museum or sorts, so we both knew it wouldn't take long. It was obvious from the way she was sitting that she needed to pee. Sure enough, as we were pulling up, she said "Hurry on this one, I REALLY need to pee." I figured there was no way we would take more than about 5 minutes, but I was quite wrong. Walking up to the door, I saw someone I hadn't seen in a very long time, and he immediately started talking too me. It was a few minutes before the person inside finished up with the previous group, then we went in. There ended up being more info that either of us realized, taking about 10 minutes, but it wasn't a problem for her since she is able to distract herself pretty well when she is interested in something. On the way out, though, the other person started talking to me again and got into how his family was doing. This guy can talk a lot, so I knew I had to pull away quickly. It was easier said that done, and every time I tried to excuse myself he brought up something else. Jenna wasn't looking too annoyed, but she was definitely squirming around some. Finally, after about 10 minutes, I saw her bend forward slightly and try to cross her legs without making it too obvious. I really didn't want anything to happen to her when we were out like that, so I basically walked away and told him we had to go. We were about 10 minutes from home, and she barely said anything once we got in the car, until I mentioned that the car was almost out of gas. "Just go home, I can fill it up tomorrow." Normally she would want to to it while we were out since we were driving right past the pumps, so it must be getting pretty bad. Nothing else was said until we pulled up to the driveway and she had the seatbelt undone before we even stopped. She grabbed her purse and hurried inside, where she dropped on the toilet and sighed loudly. I went back to the car to get the stuff we had bought inside, and when I came in she was naked from the waist down and sliding on new underwear then pajamas. She didn't say anything to me, but it was pretty obvious that if she was changing panties the old ones were wet. I waited until she left to check and sure enough they were quite wet. There wasn't enough there for me to squeeze and drops out, but it was close. Her pants were totally dry so it must have happened after she left the car. nappypants, Renatatswet, Manticore and 3 others 4 2 Quote Link to comment
DespAndHold 337 Posted November 15, 2022 Share Posted November 15, 2022 I love every one of your stories. She is amazing your wife in that she fills quite quickly but has incredible resilience and control to wait and wait. It must be challenging for her nOw she is leaking at times as with your earlier stories her ability to wait seemed near limitless Quote Link to comment
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