DespMely 287 Posted April 19, 2017 Popular Post Share Posted April 19, 2017 Since i have been on this forum a long time, but have so far only written some fiction, I thought it was time that i started a thread recounting some of the desperation i have experienced or witnessed (or both). I am not going to do this in any sort of order, either chronologically or other, but just give some of the instances of desperation I have encountered over the (many) years that I have been interested in this. The stories will be mixed from my teen years, college, work and other experiences – but this thread will be for actual experiences or sightings only. Warning for those not into it: there will be some stories including poo desperation, but I will mark those at the top of the post. I´ll start off with a short story that's just a few weeks past when I was meeting my cousin (she´s 22 and in college) for coffee after her classes. I was waiting for her outside the university and since I went to a different one I don´t know that area of town very well. As usually happens, I needed a pee, but not badly enough for me to go off and look for a public bathroom or hunt through the university for one – I do like public desperation after all. Soon my cousin found my cross-legged self and we started moving towards a starbucks (I don´t really like their coffee, but my cousin does – I do like their bathrooms though;) ). As we walked through the city, I noticed that at each stop for a red light or so my cousin for jiggle one leg or the other and slightly angle it towards her other leg to press her tights together subtly. Probably not enough for casual observation of any need to use a toilet – but for me (and most other desp lovers probably!) it pretty much screamed “I need to go!” Needless to say, by the time we reached Starbucks my interest was up and I kept an eye on her movement. Since she is usually very shy about bathroom needs I didn´t expect her to go charging off towards the toilet or say anything overtly. She is petite, with shoulder-length blonde hair, slim and very sporty with great legs. She was wearing tight pants – I was in a skirt. So we got our orders in and both waited cross-legged for them to finish the coffees, then she lead us to a table where, either by design or, more likely, intent we could see the bathroom – unisex and single-stall. Now I wasn´t really desperate or anything, but she clearly was as she immediately grimaced when she saw that there was a girl already waiting for the toilet. When she sat down, she crossed her legs at the ankles and bounced the upper leg quite rapidly, while I just crossed mine casually (sitting down the “casual” female sitting pose with crossed legs helps a lot for me to hold it). We sipped our coffees and talked, while she kept glancing over at the toilet every minute at least, but sadly (for her, not for me;) ) there was a steady stream of customers so that whenever a person went in, somebody else would arrive to wait for them before they came out. I was getting quite a show as she started sliding around in her chair and being more and more obvious, and I expect that as soon as the toilet was ever free she´s immediately bolt – and I also really wanted to see her pee dance, I admit. So when a couple formed another line for the loo, I took my chance, got up and said “I really need to pee, I better go queue before more people join” and joined them. As I thought, she followed right away and we got in line behind the couple (they didn´t show any sign of desperation). I did a kind of low-key pee dance – step from foot to foot and cross my legs from time to time, while keeping a hopefully casual eye on her. She was still angling her legs together to keep them pressed together and was bending her knees quite rapidly, legs close together. She also had her hands in her pockets and looked REALLY uncomfortable – she is one of those girls that avoid standing in line if possible at all just because it shows everybody that you have to go (I hate those people:p). As the other people were very quick, I only had maybe 3-4 minutes of watching her dance around, but that was quite a cute sight! When I was about to go in I smiled and asked her if she needed to go first, and she blushed bright red and said “yes i´m dying for the bathroom” and went in to do a very quick and forceful pee. After I´d gone too, I asked her why she´d gotten so desperate and she admitted that she hated going in the university toilets and held it on purpose. That was one of the very few times I´ve ever seen this cousin needing the toilet – she usually plans ahead and goes at every opportunity, because as mentioned she hates admitting or showing her need. I hope you enjoyed reading the story, and I hope to post more in this thread! Comments or questions are of course always welcome and I´m always happy to chat to other desperation/bathroom line loversJ Hugs, Mely theHindrew, skywalker58, LilMissMandi and 8 others 11 Quote Link to comment
AD51 581 Posted April 20, 2017 Share Posted April 20, 2017 Your cousin sounds so cute I love when a girl is too shy to use public restrooms and gets desperate from that. Quote Link to comment
Holdit4me 127 Posted April 20, 2017 Share Posted April 20, 2017 You're very kind to offer her the bathroom first. I don't know if I could have done it while she was offering such a wonderful show... Sgt. Xana 1 Quote Link to comment
theHindrew 62 Posted April 20, 2017 Share Posted April 20, 2017 That sounds like a lovely sighting, I also hate people knowing j need to pee so I emphasize with your cousin. I'm looking forward to more reports. Quote Link to comment
Sgt. Xana 26 Posted April 20, 2017 Share Posted April 20, 2017 Yeah, I can't say I would have let her go first. I hate to be a bastard, but I would just sit in there and enjoy the thought of her struggling not to put on a show of desperation while so close to relief. Great story, looking forward to more! (Even the other kind of desperation) Quote Link to comment
Aloe 580 Posted May 6, 2017 Share Posted May 6, 2017 Looking forward to your other accounts DespMely, especially from the other kind of desperation. It's very rare to hear of a girls personal or witnessed experience of that nature! Is the poo desperation mainly something you witnessed, or experienced? Quote Link to comment
DespMely 287 Posted May 22, 2017 Author Share Posted May 22, 2017 (edited) I think it´s (probably past) time for another entry, this time an experience from my time as a flight attendant (I still do that occasionally, but most of the time I work in the office now). Since I often chat about this with people into omo, I will try to include some of the more pertinent facts in brackets – please forgive the breaks to smooth reading. INCLUDES MINOR POO DESPERATION! I was working on a long-haul flight between Asia and Europe and, as usual, in the rear section with most of the lavatories (unsurprisingly those posts are quite unpopular so it´s easy to get the assignment!) The flight from Europe was fairly uneventful – some lines, sure, but no overt desperation and certainly no emergencies. On the return flight, however, there was a combination of two factors that created a very hot queue for the lavatories! Firstly, it was mainly returning tourists, which on flights from certain locations sometimes means stomach troubles with increased/longer bathroom visits. Secondly, it was an overnight flight, which usually means a rush of people wanting the lavatories when the plane is awoken for breakfast. It was a medium-sized plane with 7 lavatories in all – 4 at the back, 2 in the center and one in first class and quite soon after takeoff and first beverage service I noticed that there were several groups of people that seemed to have bowel problems as they kept going to the toilets regularly. This caused a few minor lines when several of them occupied stalls for a while and other passengers waited to get in, but nothing more severe than a few minutes waiting and no visible desperation. Although I have to admit that I was certainly paying attention (since I´m very much into the number 2 desperation as well), and the sight of some guy or lady getting up and hurrying towards the lavatories, often holding their stomach, was nice too! Anyway the flight left late in the evening so after a quick meal service most of the passengers started going to sleep watching movies and such, and for several hours it was very quiet apart from the occasional trip for an urgent poo, which died down too however as they slept. When it came time to turn on the lights and start the preparations for breakfast (most flight crews I was on usually try to wake up the passengers at least 30 minutes before doing breakfast, otherwise you are constantly interrupted with people wanting to go past your cart for the loos!), something I am always looking forward too;) So when I and the other FAs start turning on lights and generally making some noise to wake people, there´s the usual handful of people that always wake up full getting up immediately to use the toilets – only this time this was about 15 people, including pretty much everybody that I thought had bowel trouble! So there was instantly quite a queue and it would take a while to die off – and as several of them looked really uncomfortable I stayed near the lavatories and kept an eye on them (that´s actually encouraged – keeping an eye on any longish queues for the restrooms – just for different reasons than me;) safety and avoiding any arguments mostly). For those into poo desp I´ll describe the best ones briefly – if you´re not, skip this partJ About halfway down the initial lineup there were 2 girls that seemed very bad off, they were holding their stomachs right away and looking very nervous. Both were shifting quite a bit and whispering, I couldn´t hear what, but as they waited they got increasingly nervous and started stepping from foot to foot and standing very stiffly in between, like you do when you clench your bum hard. It took about 10 minutes for them to get stalls, and when they were at the front I was treated to a great view of their rear ends – both in jeans – as they desperately clenched them waiting for a door to open. One of them even knocked on the doors briefly. That was very hot for me, but the most severe desp was still to come. It took almost 20 minutes for all the people needing to poo to get through and I had been very focused on those (as you don´t get to see visible poo dances often!), so I hadn´t followed the buildup of the long line behind them! By the time the last ones were in there were at least 20 passengers lined up waiting, with more queuing for the central toilets. Right away I noticed several severe cases, the best 3 of which I´ll describe for you: A young man in his early 20s was 5th or so and moving constantly. You could plainly see he was neither used to being this desperate or waiting in line to go! I find this is very common with guys – they are accustomed to peeing immediately when they get to a toilet and don´t know how to act or hold it well when they get stuck in line! Needless to say I think this is SUPER cute;) He was blushing a lot and squirming around trying to find a position to relieve the pressure, but couldn´t keep still at all, right up the point where he grabbed his crotch as he darted into a stall! I like to imagine him fumbling desperately with his pants, trying to pull out his spurting dick….hmmm ;) Next was a woman in her early 30s about halfway in the line that was constantly crossing her legs this way and then, squeezing them together, then switch legs. She must have been very desperate too since every time she had to uncross her legs a bit longer to move forward, she would gasp a bit and chew her lip before immediately re-crossing her legs. At one point after she had been waiting for almost 30 minutes (from the time of waking up, I did not see when she actually joined the line), she was still 3 people back and asked the younger girl in front of her if she could cut “since it was an emergency”. The girl agreed after seeing her predicament and they traded places, but she was apparently too embarrassed to ask the next man for cuts so she suffered another minute before hobbling into a stall – literally hobbling as she did not uncross her legs on the way and I´m pretty sure her panties were not dry before she got them off. The final emergency was a college-age girl that actually only joined later, after about 20 minutes. I guess she was either still asleep or figured the queue would go down quick and it was easier to hold sitting down, since as soon as she joined she broke into a serious pee dance of crossing her legs, rubbing her thighs together under her skirt and bouncing on her toes. She was behind a mother with a young kid so I´m sure she didn´t feel like she could ask to cut. From the time she joined to when she got her stall it was about 20 minutes, and she danced for every one of it. Since she was near the back of the line she also kept glancing to the other lavatories but there was a constant queue there too (smaller, but you can never tell with the center toilets, since there is people queueing from both sides). So she kept her place and kept dancing, until she was a few places from the front when her dancing suddenly grew slower and slower, replaced by grabbing her crotch for a few seconds at a time between crossing her legs. I am fairly sure she started leaking, and moving too much made her leak more. I was seriously thinking that she might wet herself right there, but she actually made it in without even a spot on her skirt. But from her sighing and furious stream it was clearly close! Well this is it for this time – maybe i´ll tell more plane stories another time. Hugs, Mely Edited May 22, 2017 by DespMely (see edit history) WiiGuy86, HPattern, skywalker58 and 3 others 6 Quote Link to comment
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DespMely 287 Posted August 25, 2017 Author Popular Post Share Posted August 25, 2017 I thought it was time for another story, and I´ll tell one that I am frequently asked about – sharing a toilet with another girl. I have done this quite a few times out of desperation (and maybe once or twice at least partly out of choice;) ), this is one of the desperate ones. One of the most memorable instances where this occurred was during my college time with a friend of mine, Julia. We were 20 and while neither of us were prudes, she was not usually very open about having to use the bathroom. She was quite tall, slim and fit – played soccer – and was generally much more attractive than me (at least judging by the number of dates). On the day in question we had a laboratory course together, which mostly involved doing little experiments in a pretty nice and relaxed atmosphere with about 30 students. That time, however, it was exam day where we got a unknown sample and had to figure out what it was using the experiments we had gone over during the year. People were paired up, me with Julia. I´d had a couple coffee´s before and I knew she had, too, so it wasn´t too long before I felt a need. As there was a small toilet right next to the laboratory I routinely ignored it and kept working – both because I rarely go pee as soon as I feel the need, and because the exam was kicking our butts. We kept trying experiments and re-doing them when they didn´t yield any results, and I got more and more fidgety. I hadn´t paid any attention to Julia until, about 2 hours into it, she told me she “was about to explode” and would quickly use the loo. I said that I would go after she was back and crossed my legs waiting, only for her to come back much too quickly saying that the toilet was out of order. She looked a bit flustered at this and fidgeted slightly, but we both decided we´d try and hold it since the next toilet was quite a ways off and we really didn´t have time if we wanted to finish the exam (most of the others were already done at this point!). So we kept at it for almost another hour (3 hours was the time limit) until it was just us left. My need to go had risen steadily and I found it very hard to keep still and concentrate at that point, and I could tell Julia was at the same stage – she kept squeezing her legs together and sticking her cute bum out or crossing her legs this way and that. Whenever we had to run the faucet we both cringed and one I even caught her briefly push a hand onto her crotch as I turned on the water. At that time I´d seen her need the loo a couple of times, but never this bad! It was quite arousingJ Finally, with a few minutes to spare we managed to at least get some results to turn in (we almost failed the exam, but both of us passed the course easily anyway) and hurried out. Immediately upon getting off our lab coats and putting our stuff away she broke into a pee dance and said “oh god I thought I would loose it lets hurry up and find the toilets!” Of course I agreed since by that time (as always when I really have to go!) it was very obvious that I was just as bad off. I kept crossing my legs and when walking took small steps to rub my legs against each other. I had by that time not peed in almost 4 hours and wit 2 coffees and some water – my bladder was really full! On the other hand, I was also enjoying the view of Julia´s moving bum and long legs pressed together ahead of me, so it wasn´t all bad. When we neared the girl´s room she sped up and hurried in only to groan “oh no” seconds later. I found her squirming on the spot behind 2 girls waiting for the 2 stalls, breaking into a pee dance. I joined her quickly and even held my crotch at the sound of two peeing girls. One of the stalls opened quickly and as the next girl let loose Julia groaned and said she was about to burst. She even asked the last girl left if she could go first but the girl just turned beet red and said she really had to get in there. When the other stall opened, she ran in and started pooping. Julia knocked on the other stall and the girl said “just a minute already done” so I thought we were fine – and then a girl turned on the sink right next to us. I started leaking almost immediately and both of us groaned, looking at each other. It was obvious we both couldn´t wait and I just said “please share the stall or i´ll pee my pants!” She blushed red but nodded and I followed her into the stall seconds later, fighting to get our jeans down. As I was struggling with my buttons I watched her unzip and in one motion rip down both jeans and panties, squat and let her stream spray into the toilet. Hearing and seeing her pee made me spurt into my panties quite badly until I finally managed to get them down. “Move a bit” I groaned and pushed my bum against hers as I started going as well. Needless to say I quite enjoyed her sighs of relief and the feel of her bum against mine! Afterwards she was blushing a lot and saying how it was last second for her, me thanking her for sharing since I would probably have wet myself at least partly otherwise. As it was, my panties were quite wet but nothing showed on the jeans. I managed to see a coin-sized spot on Julia´s panties too. I ended up seeing her desperate quite a few more times after that until we finished college and even made out with her once. I never again got to see her naked though :P I hope you liked the story! If anybody has a request about what i should write let me know - as long as ots about desp and/or lines i probably have a story for it from some time:) Hugs XX Mely WiiGuy86, JetStreamPhoto, OmoJack and 6 others 9 Quote Link to comment
Ktpq 88 Posted August 29, 2017 Share Posted August 29, 2017 I would honestly like to hear the other times you had to share a toilet wit another girl if possible Quote Link to comment
Aloe 580 Posted August 30, 2017 Share Posted August 30, 2017 If I can make a request, It would be nice to hear about more poop desperation you have personally experienced or witnessed. That kind of desperation is so rare, and I absolutely ADORE your writing! Quote Link to comment
Ktpq 88 Posted September 28, 2017 Share Posted September 28, 2017 I hope DespMely can post on here again I really would like to here more of her experiences Quote Link to comment
DespMely 287 Posted November 27, 2017 Author Share Posted November 27, 2017 Hello all! I think that another entry in this thread is long overdue, so here is another one:) Since it is also something that I´m often asked about (and guys apparently really like), i´ll recount a time when I have had to use a urinal. That particular instance took place during my college days when several of the people living in my dorm “pooled” their birthdays and rented a small club for a big party. There were a LOT of people and, being almost exclusively college kids, it was pretty lively! For the party I was wearing a knee-length summer dress since I figured it would get pretty hot in the club (it did). Most of the outfits were pretty casual and/or revealing, as they often were at such things! Anyway, it was a lot of fun, and being me I soon noticed that the toilet situation was not too expansive – there were 3 stalls in the girls´ room (at first). I am very susceptible to the “break the seal” issue which means that I am usually able to hold it quite a while when drinking steadily (I don´t drink alcohol, but love non-alcoholic cocktails), but once I go, I fill up rapidly again. I started to have to pee about 2 hours after the party started but didn´t go right away since that was about when all the speeches, presents and cakes were being done and I didn´t want to miss it, also it wasn´t bad at first. Since it was several people celebrating it took a while since there were a lot of presents, and several cakes to be cut, and so on. Since I am one of those that starts to fidget quite quickly when I have to go, even if it´s not bad, I soon started crossing my legs and shift my weight a bit. None of the others took notice though since they were focused on what was going on, and I don´t really mind anyway since I´m in that state often enough;) The whole thing lasted over and hour and since I´d had a few drinks before at the end of it I had to go quite badly – predictably so did plenty of others so I took my spot in line for the ladies room, legs crossed tight. There were about 15 girls ahead of me in line and while it moved passable quick, I saw that one of the stalls stayed locked and was probably out of order to begin with. That left 2 stalls, and with a sizable amount of well-hydrated and freshly broken-sealed young ladies that told me that the queue wasn´t going to disappear for a while:) Since almost nobody had gone to the bathroom during the “official” part, there were quite a few crossed legs in the queue, and most of the girls waiting were fidgeting at least a little, but they mostly laughed about it. They produced some impressive streams though, and by the time I´d made it through the queue I was quite grateful to be able to go as well. When I finished the queue was about the same length and since I´d drunk way more than my bladder capacity, I knew I´d be back before long. So I went back to the party, had another drink and talked to some people, but before long (maybe half an hour) I found myself already crossing my legs again as I was standing, my bladder filling quickly. After a few more minutes I was on the way back to the restroom but one of my friends caught me and involved me in some discussion, delaying my trip by another 15 minutes. I was starting to fidget quite a bit by then, pressing my legs together, but with the low lighting and everything there was little chance of anybody seeing my predicament (interesting point I just thought of when writing this – this could be part of why girls tend to arrive at club bathrooms desperate more often than somewhere else – nobody can see them squirm/have to go so they´re not embarrassed and tempted to go immediately?). Eventually I was able to escape and continued on to the ladies room, quite full, to be met with another queue, slightly longer, of about 20 girls stretching out of the toilet. There was quite a bit of squirming and dancing going on, which was a nice distraction, and pretty quickly I was also doing a pee dance in line – crossing and uncrossing my legs, rubbing my tights together, walking on the spot…This time the queue was much slower and when I reached the door to the bathroom I found out why – a girl had obviously drank too much and was being sick in one stall, reducing the open toilets to one. At this point is was getting quite worried, as the whole “breaking the seal” issue was catching up with me pretty quickly and with still maybe 10 people left to go I was seriously desperate. Queueing next to the sink did not help with girls washing their hands right next to me, and pretty soon I was at the point where I was starting to leak. If I´d been wearing pants I´d have held myself, but I was wearing flimsy panties and I knew that If I pressed the front of my light dress onto them the dress would stain immediately! Now in full-emergency mode I asked the girl in front of me if I could cut, telling her I was bursting to go, but was turned done pretty decisively. “Sorry but I already broke the seal and am just aching for another pee!” she said, slightly tipsy, and put one hand into her crotch for emphasis. At that point the other stall finally became free again as well, but it was too late for me. There were still 5 girls between me and a stall, and as I started leaking again I first thought about hopping on the sink, but it was one of those free-standing ones and would probably not have supported my weight well. So, with a last effort, I left the line and hobbled out into the hallway and straight into the mens room, legs rubbing together. I opened the door, blushing furiously as I saw two guys pissing at two of the three urinals, and rushed to the only stall – to find it locked. I almost wet myself right then and squirmed desperately, knocking and groaning “please hurry uuuup”. After a few moments, a (I assume quite confused) guy said “just a minute”, but it was too late. I was starting to lose it, and with the two still-going guys staring (one with his mouth hanging open, I remember his look vividly) I hiked my skirt up, backed up between them (they had taken non-adjacent urinals, of course) and took a high squat over the urinal, peeing furiously. As I went, I apologized to them. One of them just laughed and left, but the other stood there the entire time, blushing quite badly. He couldn´t see anything (except into my cleavage I assume), but when I finished and got out of there I got a look of his hard dick. I like to think that he had to “take care” of that right there (something I like too!), but I didn´t know him so I never found out. My panties were soaked, but since they were very thin they were easily dried with some tissue in the girls room where I got a lot of giggles when I returned from the mens. I hope you liked the story, and I will try to write more soon. If anybody has any requests about specific stuff…post or pm me:) Mely pguy69, mikev, HPattern and 2 others 5 Quote Link to comment
Weasel 1,097 Posted November 29, 2017 Share Posted November 29, 2017 Lovely story! And I also loved the last one you posted, which somehow I missed until now. Somehow I had never thought of two girls pissing in a toilet side-by-side. Fascinating image. Quote Link to comment
DespMely 287 Posted March 29, 2018 Author Popular Post Share Posted March 29, 2018 Hi all, I´ve been letting this slide for a long time and will try to recount more of my sightings here again, starting with a recent one. These days I mostly work in the office compiling reports and preparing data. The office is mostly female which can sometimes lead to toilet shortages, especially if it gets very busy or there´s meetings/ phone conferences involving several of us – but that’s not what this is about. Since I do a lot of data analysis and phoning around for info I get an intern every year to help me with that stuff. My new one is a petite college girl, V. She´s really nice and perky and always in a good mood, which is very nice to have around you at the office all day – she also has a smallish bladder and likes coffee! On the first full day she spent in my office, after orientation and all that stuff, she came in a bit after me with a big, empty to go cup. I found out since that she has about 40 minutes on public transportation to come in, so she usually finishes the whole cup on the way. Anyway, she was wearing a matching knee-length skirt and blouse and started working, one leg casually crossed over the other. She usually sits with her right leg crossed over her left (I found this out since) but was switching legs every few minutes that day. I was keeping an eye on her to check the work she was doing and started noticing that she kept glancing towards the ladies (my office is strategically located so I can see the ladies room;) ) and switching her legs more often. My desperation sense soon caught on and I was pretty sure her bladder was getting full. No wonder from so much coffee! She must´ve not wanted to start off the new work and running right to the bathroom, however it appeared to be quite serious as she started biting her lip and would subtly move her upper leg a bit, probably trying to press it down harder. Once when a girl from another office went into the loo I was her look towards it longingly, then close her eyes. I was really enjoying her show, but also felt bad for her and thought I´d better rescue her when she either reached her limit or decided that she´d be in long enough to warrant a trip to the ladies. “I´m just going to nip to the toilets” she told me with a slight blush and got up rather slowly, keeping her legs crossed. I watched her firm rear and nice legs as she started slowly walking out towards the toilet, hands pressed firmly to her sides. She looked really cute and desperate and I couldn´t resist following her – I did have to go after my own morning coffee. When I reached the ladies room a few moments after her I could just see her rush into the right cubicle with one hand already working her skirt up, then after slamming the door her legs under the door as she ran on the spot trying to get it up and her underwear down. She must´ve not heard me come in after her since she muttered “oh god, oh god!” before she let out a huge sigh as a hard stream hit the bowl. I went into the other stall and listened to her finish her wee in about 15 seconds, breathing hard. Since then she´s gotten desperate quite a bit, especially since she figured out that I often do, too! Maybe i´ll post some more sightings of her doing on of her cute pee dances, but theres plenty of other experiences over the years that have yet to be told!:) Any requests? :P Hugs, Mely friendlyomo, ola93, skywalker58 and 4 others 7 Quote Link to comment
ola93 415 Posted March 29, 2018 Share Posted March 29, 2018 A request is a bit hard without knowing what options we have. Maybe you can give us some (very) short descriptions of options you have and would like to write down for us? Otherwise, I'd be really interested in stories of people finding a bathroom (or other place to go) after really having no option to go for some time. Or perhaps you've got something about someone who needed to find someone to help her e.g. to get out of a dress while desperate to pee? I'd love that too. Quote Link to comment
Infecteddeer12 22 Posted March 29, 2018 Share Posted March 29, 2018 Another great story! My request is a sighting of someone who was obviously desperate, but refused to let others know. Like someone pretending they don't need to go, even though you could tell at a glance they had to etc. Quote Link to comment
wetaccident 185 Posted March 29, 2018 Share Posted March 29, 2018 47 minutes ago, Infecteddeer12 said: Another great story! My request is a sighting of someone who was obviously desperate, but refused to let others know. Like someone pretending they don't need to go, even though you could tell at a glance they had to etc. This would be very cool! Quote Link to comment
Svetlanoff 4 Posted March 29, 2018 Share Posted March 29, 2018 This thread is great! I'd love to hear more about your intern... Quote Link to comment
Holdit4me 127 Posted April 3, 2018 Share Posted April 3, 2018 Your intern sounds totally cute! My only request would be to hear more of your sightings, either of her or anyone else. You're a great writer and I enjoy all your stories. Quote Link to comment
blasseroz 115 Posted April 9, 2018 Share Posted April 9, 2018 On 31/08/2017 at 6:39 AM, Alex Oxford said: If I can make a request, It would be nice to hear about more poop desperation you have personally experienced or witnessed. That kind of desperation is so rare, and I absolutely ADORE your writing! Also interested in poop close calls. Your desperation descriptions are very vivid, but needing to poop is hard to describe beyond butt clamping. Hand placements are my thing, as it is often the only way someone has to connect to their nether regions, especially at the back. Do you have any such observations? Quote Link to comment
DespMely 287 Posted July 24, 2018 Author Popular Post Share Posted July 24, 2018 It´s probably waaay past time for another entry in this thread!:) Several people asked about times when somebody desperate tried to hide their need to pee. One of the most memorable instances of this occurred during college when me and my friend Nicki were out on a double date. I´d been with my bf for a while but she was just on her second or third date, and being a pretty shy person anyway she was still extremely self-conscious around him. She also has a bladder equally small as mine;) We were out for dinner and when that was over we were going to go to another place for drinks. I had to wee quite a bit after dinner and was sure Nicki did too so we nipped into the ladies before leaving but it was being cleaned right then so it was either wait 15 minutes or forgo our pees. My evil streak kinda took over and I suggested we shouldn´t let them wait this long and she agreed despite squirming a little in the privacy of the bathroom foyer. When we got back to the guys though she was totally composed and nobody could tell she hadn´t gone (my own need wasn´t great enough to show much yet either even though i´ve never been shy of squirming around others). We had to take a taxi to the cocktail bar and I was sitting in the middle back between Nicki and my boyfriend. I had my legs crossed while Nicki was sitting casually not letting anything on but since our sides were touching I could feel her shifting very slightly and slowly in her seat. Not much, but it was pretty clear (to me) that she was having problems with her bladder. When we arrived at the bar she obviously couldn´t run straight for the toilets since my evil self hadn´t mentioned we hadn´t gone at the restaurant and she of course hadn´t either, so we took seats at the bar and ordered cocktails. We were both cross-legged (both in dresses) and I was getting quite interested (and a little turned on) to see how long she would suffer her full bladder. I was more than willing to keep holding my own wee and kept changing my position and crossing and re-crossing my legs quite a bit. She, however, was sitting quietly, one leg crossed over the other, a bit forward on her barstool trying to appear calm. I did catch her glance towards the ladies room from time to time, especially when a girl walked towards it (it’s a single stall). At first she tried to keep talking normally but got quieter and quieter and tried to nurse her cocktail but after her date (he wasn´t the most perceptive even for a guy) asked her if she didn´t like it she felt obligated to finish it. After about 20-30 minutes of this I REALLY had to go and was sure she must´ve been bursting. I was wiggling in my seat and she kept glancing over and blushing ever so slightly. Whenever we locked eyes to got a little pleading expression as if to mentally tell me to go to the bathroom so she could tag along! It was very cute. When we ordered another round her date excused himself to go to the bathroom and I thought she would take the opportunity to follow him, but she was really unlucky and before he entered the mens a group of 3 girls got up and headed into the ladies so there was no way she could pee before he came back and would have even to stand in line in the door to the ladies room in full view since it was very small. The moment he was out of view in the mens room she shuddered a bit and instantly changed legs, squeezing her thighs together for a few seconds in between. She then blushed and glanced towards my bf but he was playing on his phone, so she adjusted her seat, shuddered again and leaned towards me. “Mely I have to wee really, really badly can you please go when its free so I can come? I can see you´re desperate too!” she whispered urgently, half-pleading and half-accusing. I couldn´t help smiling and told her i´d go once it was free. She nodded gratefully and after another glance to my bf and around her she adjusted her legs again, smoothed her dress and then jammed one hand into her crotch for a long moment. I was staring (and very turned on by now) as she closed her eyes at the relief this brought and it was several seconds before she remembered to let go of her crotch, jam her legs back together and finish smoothing her dress just as her date reappeared. She smiled at him and went back to sitting still, though now she was very quiet, breathing harder and had given up pretending to enjoy her drink. She had one hand on the bar leaning on it a bit turned towards him and her other hand (that was between me and her) was clenching and unclenching at her thigh. I imagine she was struggling not to press it into her crotch again! I have no idea how she managed to sit still without even re-crossing her legs once – when sitting I can hold it just fine with crossing my legs for a long time but have to re-cross it every so often and that time I was also wiggling my ass off since I was really having to pee like crazy. Finally after almost 10 minutes the 3 girls exited the ladies room and Nicky shot me a begging look instantly, even poking into my side with the hand between us. By this time I figured our friendship was probably in danger along with her dress so I stood, had to press my legs together and said “I really have go visit the girls room”. Before I´d even finished saying that Nicky said “I´ll come with you” and got up, carefully putting one leg in front of the other keeping them close together. We made our way towards the toilet slowly, both takes small steps and I was thinking the whole time if I should make her wait for me to use the stall first. Evil me and good me were having a good fight about that when another girl, about 18, came in from the street and speed-walked right past us into the restroom! I heard Nicky gasp “oh no!” as she pressed me forward into the tiny bathroom. We entered just in time to hear the girl sigh and a forceful stream into the toilet making me squirm around a lot. Nicky was right behind me standing still with her legs together tightly watching the door out of the bathroom close. The instant it clicked shut it was like she was transformed from a 21year old young woman into a 8 year old girl! She bent over jamming both hands between her legs, even pushing her dress up a bit for better access, and squirmed her cute bum around like crazy. “Mely I´m about to wet myself in a moment” she groaned before shuffling towards the stall and knocking on it “hurry up pleeeeease!” I´m pretty sure I was staring at her with my mouth open and my nipples poking through my bra as she was doing the worst pee dance. Evil me finally reasserted herself and I said “i´m pretty sure I was here first, I´m busting too you know”. The look on her face was priceless – a mix of pure desperation and panic. She began to talk really fast while almost running on the spot twisting her legs around her hands. “No Mely please please I can´t wait I´m seriously about to wet myself please I´ve been dying to go since the restaurant you have to let me pee first or i´ll soak my panties ohhh hurry uuup” followed by another round of banging the stall door. Lucky for her, the girl flushed and came out right then and evil me isn´t into wetting either so I didn´t stop her as she hiked up her dress and with one hand pressing on her pussy pressed passed the girl. She slid her lace panties down as she squatted, instantly starting to pee and let out a deep moan as she sat and let go, letting go a thunderous stream. The girl laughed and said “wow you guys are really busting huh” to which I replied “you have no idea” with a smirk and a gasp as Nicki´s loud peeing was making me start to leak. “Nicki hurry” I yelled, finally resorting to holding my crotch as well as I hiked up my dress to not make a wet spot on it. Lucky the other girl was thinking along and didn´t open the door then or some people outside would´ve seen me pee dance in my underwear! Nicki was soon empty and I was able to hobble into the stall, starting to piss furiously as soon as I squatted, barely getting my slightly soaked panties out of the way. Years later I got Nicki to admit to me that she´d peed her panties quite a bit too as she was trying to get them off while already squatting and peeing too;) After this I was seriously horny which my bf reaped the rewards of later that night!:) I hope you all enjoyed the story, I´ll try to post here more often (mea culpa!) so let me know if there´s any questions or requests. Hugs and kisses, Mely (aka lovesQ4loo) Thunder, friendlyomo, hihia28 and 6 others 9 Quote Link to comment
desp-fan2013 60 Posted July 27, 2018 Share Posted July 27, 2018 Great story, just love when a girl is desperate for a pee, just about to go, but due to circumstances has to continue to hold it by choice, while getting more and more desperate, until she can finally bring herself to once again seek relief. The fact that she was once again delayed just adds to the story. Please do keep up the thread. And thank you for posting your experiences. Quote Link to comment
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