Lilly_Magic 1,237 Posted December 16, 2019 Popular Post Share Posted December 16, 2019 (I'm sitting on the bathroom on the tile because I am still soaked, and I mean Almost Every inch of my leggings!) Four in one evening. Round one, warming up the musxles. The first hold was kind of the starter because I woke up with the need to pee. I still kind of had my cold and was dribbling in my panties with every cough, so I was like, Okay let's do the thing. I drank the last half of my juice, and went downstairs to fill it back up with more soon after. This time I drank water and juice and tea slowly. I like this because it makes the pulsing urge to pee come on gradually, along with the overall fullness that is constant. At this point I put on one of my diapers. The sudden pulses and the legs crossed squeezes and the muscle contractions, along with omo getting me sexually aroused, makes me want to come so badly that just by shifting around on my bed and doing the kegels is enough to give me an orgasm. This is was what I was going for. After the amazing pleasure of coming while having a full bladder, I usually go to pee, the relief being another great pleasure. But I didn't do that. Instead I just release some pee to take the pressure off. I have strong muscles so it's not easy to really have a true accident. It was ok because after the small leaks I decided to keep the game going. Round two, overflow. I drank the rest of my second bottle of juice and chugged a bunch of cold coffee. Kind of a refill. I put on a pair of blue jeans that were just a bit too small. They were even more right around my pee bulged belly, squeezing my bladder even more. I wanted so badly to just have a real accident, to soak my jeans, to moan and hold myself and think, "oh god I'm going to wet my jeans!" Instead I paced around, hoping that my liquid refill would help me need to pee again soon. Since I had already did one hold, the urgency came back pretty quickly. There I was pacing, moaning, holding my crotch. My legs were shaking, my tummy was tingling, my breathing was fast. I couldn't stay in one place. I was sitting on my leather chair, straddling a footstool, kneeling on the floor. The wet patch of pee between my legs growing steadily. Now it was harder to stop those little bursts of pee that come with the bladder contracting. I would sit down so that when I did have the urge, it wouldn't come out, and then quickly stand up so that I didn't have time to squeeze it back. My bursts of pee were getting bigger now, and it was getting harder to stop the flow of pee. The warmth was too tempting to ignore. I wasn't wearing a diaper this time. I needed to feel the hot and wet patch growing. So I drank more liquid. Only water, but. It worked because I had to stand up and walk across the room, which meant that gravity and a weakened bladder made my jeans even more wet as I crossed the room, and just drinking cold water made me pee more. I was crossing my legs, leaning forward, holding my wet crotch, peeing some as I drank some. I paced some more, dribbling and moaning. Then I couldn't take it, I really really wanted to wet these jeans I was wearing. I haven't completely soaked a pair of jeans in a long time. I thought about letting loose, standing in the shower, listening to the hiss and the patter of it dripping down, wetting my cute little feet. But I also like feeling the conflict of losing control and keeping it. So I waited until the next big squeezing of my bladder screaming at me to let go, and stood up, gripped my soaked crotch, and let go. But. It was just slow and steady enough that so far my pee was only drenching my jeans. The wet patch of pee growing around my front, my bottom, down my legs. There were a few splashes on the carpet. I was about to panic. So I went I to the bathroom and let out more. The hot streams and the relief was so good that I relaxed completely, let all flow, watching as my jeans were too wet to contain all of my pee, watching as the puddle grew and grew, pooling around my feet. It felt like I was done. No more pee escaped as I stood there, so very wet, totally relaxed, so I began the dreaded cleanup. But there was another plan I wanted to try. I had a few beers in the fridge. I wanted to be a bit buzzed while I went for round three. I drank four beers in a relatively short amount of time for another bladder refill. Round three, waterfall. As I paced around, trying to decide what else I could do, I was almost to the point of a real accident this time from holding. And having done it twice already in the same afternoon made it so much harder to keep myself from wetting, and made the process of waiting for the pee accident so much shorter. I'm not into being seen wetting, but I wanted to go out and have an accident, so since it was dark outside, I decided to take a walk. I put on my black leggings, (and an oversized black hoodie because it's like 38 degrees out) some shoes that I didn't mind getting wet, and went outside for a nighttime walk. I was so excited that I was already peeing before I got outside. It was an amazing experience because even though I was trying so hard to hold it, pee was flowing with every footstep. This was what I wanted. To not be able to to control my bladder at all. I made it outside just in time. I still was trying to hold it. The darkness and the black leggings made it so much more enjoyable because I didn't have to think about anything else. The cold weather was also something interesting because I could feel the warmth running slowly down my legs, and also the coldness of the air making the wetness cool down. After a while I couldn't really tell when I was peeing and when I was managing to hold it in. Power walking because it was cold, because of my excitement, and because of the urgency all blended into one another, I was moaning almost constantly now. Two moans for the "oh my God I'm gonna pee and I can't hold it" and one for the " oh god wetting myself feels so good" eventually I started to slowly pee more with each step. Until I was just about peeing nonstop. My damp shoes were getting very wet. I was leaving splashy little drips behind me. Every time there was a streetlight I would stop and look at how wet and shiny my leggings were. And every time a car went by I would stop and look at the person driving and push out a burst of pee. I had so much pee, I was wondering if I would ever stop. By then it was gushing in such large bursts that I tought "this is the big one. I'm going to completely empty my bladder" but then I was able to squeeze my muscles enough to stop the flow completely. Which feels amazing, because it is the same feeling of being close to coming. That turned me on even more, and the satisfying feeling of wetting my pants, the hot and cold, the feelings of being naughty, all made me even more aroused. I was walking slower now, relaxing my bladder muscles so much that I was fully peeing now, reveling in it. I peed so much that I could finally relax like normal and not have any more leaking. This was what else I wanted because that meant that I could now wait a few more minutes and then force the rest out. By now my leggings were completely soaked except for a little line down the outer length of each leg. and my shoes were squishing with every step. My nighttime wet walk lasted at least 45 minutes. There's this almost hollow feeling in my tummy when my bulgingly full bladder finally empties. It's relaxing in such an indescribable way, almost like post-climax relaxing. That's how I felt as I walked back home, along with the the satisfaction of the incredible wetting. Round four. Good to the last drips. (In the middle of writing this I had to pee even more, so I ended up sitting in the bathtub, my knees pulled up, my feet against my wet bottom, still wearing my shiny soaked leggings, and letting loose each small wave of pee whenever the tingly feeling hit me) wetaccident, rachelkirwan, mbury99 and 8 others 8 3 Quote Link to comment
talks2much 506 Posted December 16, 2019 Share Posted December 16, 2019 Wow that sounds amazing!! Quote Link to comment
Apertado 131 Posted December 16, 2019 Share Posted December 16, 2019 Well, if you have a cold, you should keep yourself hydrated, then, if that makes you having to pee frequently... You might as well enjoy it! 😝 A very hot experience you've had, thanks for sharing! Quote Link to comment
Toady567 235 Posted December 16, 2019 Share Posted December 16, 2019 Omg that’s an awesome story! Quote Link to comment
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