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male and female What is the single hottest desperation situation you've ever witnessed in person?


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Short story, bit the single most amazing desperation I saw was when my roommate turned to me in the store and wide eyes whispered voice said: " I have to pee so bad I've got goosebumps." and then showed me her goosebumps on her arms. We were squaring down looking at something on the lower shelves and I noticed she stayed squatting a little longer then usually, when I got up she said "just a moment, if I get up now I might pee." After she got up is when she said those words. Needless to say she went to the restroom, not sure if her panties were a little wet or not, as she was wearing a dress at the time. Still not sure whether she secretly enjoys desperation, but she does drink a lot of energy drinks and has to suddenly "go potty". 

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A few months ago, I saw a woman about my age in the park. She seemed to be quite desperate, but trying not to show it. It's possible that she had an omo kink and wanted to feel the sensation of wetting and hiding it. I didn't fully see the wetting, but I could see a decent-sized puddle on the sidewalk later on. It was quite a turn on. I also saw her a few hours later with a jacket wrapped around her pants, giving further evidence for my hypothesis.

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When I was way young (in reception to be precise), the teacher would be wearing a long skirt and would occasionally press her hand against her bum - almost like she had to go for a #2, she would do this a lot on one particular day. I'm sure that day she looked super desperate and it was cold out, she was only wearing a small black coat over her purple long-sleeved top and a long dark grey skirt. If my memory is correct - she whispered something to an assistant teacher who was with her and she hurried inside, where she stopped a few paces short of the hallway.

We didn't see her at all after that point for the rest of the day - for several days she came in with something completely different on for lower body clothing (still skirts and the occasional pants). My only guess is that she may have had an accident just before she could make it to a toilet, which is a huge turn on for me! ^^

Hopefully she was ok afterwards though, not to embarrassed or upset.

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9 minutes ago, SoBursting said:

So many desperate sightings but probably the most desperate without wetting or public peeing was when I was at an outdoor event with big screens to watch the action,

this girl caught my eye as she was sitting on the grass with 2 male friends just a few rows in front of me, drinking alcohol as we all were,

she was sitting but shifting around changing her position clearly to me very desperate to pee, she was talking to the boys all the while then she got up and headed for the porta loos not far from us to the right she was walking fine no signs of desperation, I casually followed her, she was medium height slim blonde pony tail wearing a vest and checked shirt and very high cut off denim shorts, long shapely legs, about 20,

she joined a line of women in front of one of the porta loos to wait her turn, there were about 10 in front of her, she engaged in conversation with the women in front as she stood behind them immediately pacing around on the spot as she had no room to keep walking, she used very exaggerated body movements to try and conceal how desperate she was but it didn’t work she was clearly about to wet herself or so I thought,

as she paced around in a small space behind the women who had turned to keep chatting she was constantly moving around doing everything to stop her pee coming out pacing and bobbing up and down squirming around doing every movement she could to keep on the move in that small space everything except crotch holding I was sure she was dying to do so and would if she had no alternative, this went on constantly for about a minute then she walked past the women up to the  porta loo then back down the 8 or so paces To where the chatty women were in line then she turned and did the same walk again over and over she paced the line as this was her preferred way to keep in control of her very desperate situation, now more women joined the line she stopped for a few seconds at the end of the line chatting to the new women who had just joined the line constantly moving on the spot (probably explaining she was next after the women in front) I couldn’t hear the conversations unfortunately, then she back on her walking the line again now flicking her legs out a bit in an exaggerated way as she walked, the standing chatting must have increased her desperation to new levels, I thought she’s going to lose it soon nothing is helping her control her need to piss,

the porta loos were mounted on a step all along together, when she reached the front of the line this time she sat on the step between the 2 porta loos and opened and closed her legs frantically this time with both hands in her crotch pressing hard into her shorts, I thought there’s no way she’s going to make it, yet with her so clearly desperate no one let her skip the line? I could see her pretty face now, she had a worried wide eyed grimace look yet she kept on looking up at the women chatting, about 4 women to go in front of her now, 

i looked around and there was no where discreet for anyone to go pee, people dotted around everywhere, she had no alternative to wait or wet as she didn’t seem the type to pee in public,

only 2 women to go now before her turn and just one hand in the crotch now the other supporting her position on the grass behind her as she leaned back a little legs still opening and closing constantly as she chatted to the women, I could detect she had at last gained some control as the legs opening and closing became more controlled, less frantic, a few moments later it was almost her turn she stood up to wait to go in as the last woman who was in front of her entered the porta loo, now standing at the door waiting and not walking or sitting her desperate pacing on the spot returned this time both hands in the crotch, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, it was about 10 mins of full on near wetting desperation I was watching, the woman still not out she started pacing the line again one hand in the crotch the other slapping against her side as she walked the line a few times then at last the woman came out and she ran in for her turn to pee.....

 

Wow what an incredible sighting and well done to that lady she showed incredible control to stay dry in those circumstances and I hope she enjoyed incredible relief as reward for her efforts 

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There are few memorable situations that my ex-girlfiends had.

One of them is as follows. We were lying in her room, watching a video tape with a movie, I don't remember the title, but we were very absorbed with it. Typically, she needed to pee quite often, so I was surprised that this time she didn't want to pause watching. After the movie has ended, I wanted to kiss her, but before I did, she said "I need to pee so much I can't move". I asked her if I should carry her to the bathroom, but she refused. She managed to get up, and walked a little bent over and with one palm on her abdomen.

 

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One of the hottest desperation I’ve seen was in last summer. A 30 years old lady was looking intensely for a place to pee in a local park. She might be truly desperate, because while she was walking around the bushes, she grabbed herself through her short denim skirt. Finally she found a place to squat and at least from the distance I couldn’t see any signs of leaking. But who knows what was happened under skirt.

The other hottest desperation sighting that stuck in my childhood memory was with a woman at the bus stop. She was looking about in middle forties. She was slim, didn’t look so hot, but the way was holding herself was very impressive, especially for a little boy like me. I was about 12-13 years old and didn’t believe that a mature woman could be so desperate to pee, that she couldn’t hide it. The woman kept walking back and forth all the time, which drew my attention. At one point, I noticed that she grabbed her crotch and continued to make circles in the shelter. I still remember that she was in a knee length grey skirt, she carried a handbag over her shoulder and kept walking and holding her crotch. She even didn’t try to do this more discreet. There aren’t other people in the shelter. I couldn’t get off my eyes from her and she noticed that. She tried to remove the hand from the crotch for a while, but shortly after that she grabbed again. Obviously she was bursting to pee and couldn’t hold it without helping herself with a hand. Probably because of my young age, she didn’t care so much, that I watching her. Finally (10-15 minutes later), my bus arrived and I had to go. She was obviously waiting for another bus. Or maybe she was waiting to be left alone and pee in the shelter. I thought for a long time and fantasized about how the situation ended. Why she couldn’t find some secluded place to pee instead of openly holding herself and risking to pee herself.

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I was outside chase bank and just got my money and went to my car facing the ATM and saw a fit tall brunette wearing long running pants like adidas big sunglasses and a tight ponytail that swung side to side pee dance over to the atm doing the final pee dance, not the dance where you gotta pee but the one where your about to loose it, imagine Snuppa videos pee dances and then make it more vigorous,  she was vigorously doing the pee dance and grabbing her crotch and she got her money, and went back to her truck out of sight, i know without a doubt that she either started pissing her pants with her door open, or peed in the car, and i mean 100% i've seen pee dances and this was the most vigorous i ever seen and she looked way too hot and unapproachable to give up her posture easily, like she was clearly out of my league and only dated elites.

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On 1/31/2021 at 10:04 PM, Despguy123 said:

The hottest desperation situation I've seen was probably the time I was living in Germany and went to the Karneval. So many gorgeous women wearing fancy dress, drinking too much and then having to stand squirming and crossing their legs in really long queues for the public toilets. The were nowhere near enough toilets so the queues were easily 15 minutes or more. It was really cold and windy as well when I was there which must have made it even harder to wait. I've never seen so much desperation in one place before! The highlight was a stunning blonde girl dressed as a fairy who ended up so desperate that she was bending over and reaching under her skirt to hold herself between her legs and moaning for the people in front to hurry up.

Download Festival in the UK was also great for witnessing desperation, both in the arena and at the campsites. 

You were unlucky not to witness a noticeable wetting (or the aftermath of one) given that description...

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I remember another case. One evening we were walking home with my mother. Behind us walked two girls. The street we were walking on was dark, narrow without sidewalk. At one point we had to stop aside for a car to pass. At this moment I overheard one girl said repeatedly to another “I have to pee, I have to pee…” with a strained voice. At first I was not sure exactly what I heard. I looked slightly at them as we waited for the car to pass and realized that I had heard correctly. One girl was bending her legs and obviously couldn’t wait to keep walking. As soon as the car passed we continued and these girls hurried next to us. Тhey were carrying gift bags and were apparently going to a party. It was during the winter, the desperate girl was in black jeans and long coat. I clearly listen how she complained to her friend how much stronger she had to pee and said that she wasn’t sure if she could make it on time. And the most excited was when she undid the button of her coat and put her hand inside. Although she covered herself with the coat, it was clear what her hand was doing there. She said something like this “I’ll go to the toilet first … if I could reach there at all …” Then we had to turn aside to our block of flats. I was really sorry, that I wasn’t alone. It would surely be interesting to walk a little bit after them.

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On 1/31/2021 at 11:04 PM, Despguy123 said:

The hottest desperation situation I've seen was probably the time I was living in Germany and went to the Karneval. So many gorgeous women wearing fancy dress, drinking too much and then having to stand squirming and crossing their legs in really long queues for the public toilets. The were nowhere near enough toilets so the queues were easily 15 minutes or more. It was really cold and windy as well when I was there which must have made it even harder to wait. I've never seen so much desperation in one place before! The highlight was a stunning blonde girl dressed as a fairy who ended up so desperate that she was bending over and reaching under her skirt to hold herself between her legs and moaning for the people in front to hurry up.

Download Festival in the UK was also great for witnessing desperation, both in the arena and at the campsites. 

My hometown has this "festival of light" in November where we gather around a lake downtown with torches and watch a concert and a fireworks display. It's a really "cozy" night for people to get together in the cold and dark of the fall.

One of the years I went I went into a mall and realised there may not have been enough bathrooms for all the people who came to the city for the festival. The women's bathrooms had a fairly long line stretching out of the bathrooms, with plenty of girls visible desperate. Didn't witness an accident, but it's a hot memory.

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I recall another case with ex-girlfiend.

We were spending our afternoon over a lake near our city. There were almost no other people. I was in the water and she was sitting on the grass and suddenly she started to look around. I asked what she was looking for and she answered she looked for a place to pee. But I told her we would be leaving within half an hour and asked if she could hold that long, she said yes.

When we were going to a parking place, we walked by some trees and bushes and she told she wanted to pee there. I started to hold her body to mine and kiss her, she bent over a little and said "I'll pee my panties soon". She was standing with her beautiful legs thighty pressed together. So I let her go, I was too afraid if she peed herself because of me I would lose her.

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The hottest desperation I saw whas when I whas going to a party, after we left the girl I whas whit ask me if there where toilet at the train station we where going... 

 

I told her that I don't know and asked why, she told me she had to pee pretty badly. 

 

We had to walk to the train station, the walk whas about 20/25 minutes.. 

 

On the way to the train station whas a gas station. I told her maybe it's open. Whit Evry minut that past she got more and more desperate... She even Had to sit down for a moment. Finally the gas station whas there, she whas bursting... My luck it whas closed. So she told me she had to go in the bush, I whas trying to let her wait to see if there where toilet ad the station.. But she told me she can't wait anny longer... 

 

She  gets in the bush and peed, strangely when we where on the train station and bin the train she gets to the toilet again but whas at least 10 minutes on the toilet... 

I always whas thinking she likes it to hold, but never asked. 

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I've had so many desperation sightings (some ending in accidents) than you can shake a stick at. Partly luck (vibes?), but also because I've dated or been in relationships with women who've been accident prone...what a coincidence!

But the one the popped into my head, actually two are as follows:

At a music festival long portapotty lines. I'm in one next to a very cute blond girl, wearing a pretty short white loose dress (vague pantilines). She clearly was desperate to pee, the  usual: crossing legs, bending over, small circles, but not holding herself. She also was very vocal as in hurry up, people really need to pee, spoken to no one in particular, certainly not the person in the potapotty who was easily 8 or 10 people ahead of us. She was on the outside line, next to a small field. At one point she said, "fuck it, I gotta pee", and stepped out of line perhaps 6 feet, spread her legs and let go, obviously soaking her (white) panties...finished pee, with a very large audience looking at her, and then left. I was hard as a rock.

Another time at a boating marina I had an electronic key to the toilets, only boaters had them. A woman, perhaps 35 or so, tight jeans and a tank top tried to open the women's room with no key. Obviously no luck. She was almost jumping around. She look at me as I had just opened the men's room, and said "Can you open the women's? I'm about to pee my pants." Ah, of course in fantasy the key wouldn't work, or I'd drop it between the cracks in the decking...but not, I opened it for her and she flew in. I debated waiting to see in what condition she came out, but went to pee myself, but did wait in front of the toilet for the people I was with. She came out and yes, wet jeans, perhaps 4 inches down the insides of her legs, around her crotch and on her butt some. She looked at me, clearly embarrassed as she came out, and said:"Thanks for opening the door, I guess it could have been worse." I was super turned on as she smiled and walked away.....

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One of my favorite desperation sightings was a female friend of mine in collage.  A bunch of us had gone down to the local bar to drink some beer.  It was two dollar pitcher night so the beer was cheap.  Midway through the evening my friend excused her self to go to the bathroom for the first time.  A couple  minutes later she came back with a worried look on her face.  She sat down next to me squirming in her seat, leaned over and confided that she really had to pee.  Before I could say anything she told me that she couldn't get her belt undone and asked me for help.  She wasn't too drunk to get her belt loose, rather she had a very unique belt.  It was a metal link belt that didn't have a buckle, rather it had a hasp closure that had a little heart shaped padlock.  The problem was, it was a real padlock and my friend couldn't find the key.  She was trapped in her jeans.  She desperately asked me if there was anything I could do.  

She had come to me not only because I was a friend, but I was also the maintenance man at the dorm we lived in.  It was a pretty easy job and I got my room and board for free.  I also had a work room on the floor my friend lived on.  I told her I probably could but we would have to go back to the dorm.  I explained that I had a set of bolt cutters and could cut the lock off, but it would ruin the lock.  My friend assured me that she would rather I ruin the lock than to pee her pants, especially here in front of all our friend.  

We left the bar to make the 5 block walk back to the dorm.  My friend couldn't walk straight, several times having to stop to grab herself between the legs to keep from wetting herself.  After a couple of blocks she abandoned all attempts at modesty, forcefully planing a hand between her legs with a death grip on her crotch.  She wiggled and jiggled along until we finely made it to the dorm and down to my work shop.  All should have been well and the problem should have been quickly solved except my friend had to pee so badly that she couldn't stand still.  With one hand firmly planted between her legs she tried to hold the lock out with the other so I could get the jaws of the bolt cutters over the padlock bar.  The problem was she couldn't stand still long enough for me to get the bolt cutters where they needed to be.  She was dancing around in a full blown pee dance, moaning almost to the point of tears.  I finely told her she had to stand still for a moment.  She was able to stop her gyrations just long enough for me to get the bolt cutters into position and cut the lock open.  

With savage desperation she ripped her jeans and panties down hopping up on the edge of the large stainless steel cleaning sink that was in my shop.  The sound from the torrent of piss she let loose reverberated in my shop.  Finally with a huge sigh she finished emptying her bladder.  I handed her a paper towel which she deposited in the trash can after using it to dry herself.  After straightening herself up we returned to the bar, but she left the belt behind.  

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Another desperation situation with the same female friend happened a few weeks later.  Several of us went to the same bar to party and drink some beer.  Every Wednesday nite was two dollar pitcher night.  To make the most of it a lot of college students would arrange their class schedule so they either had afternoon classes on Thursday or better still no classes at all.  

The bar, had for many, many years been a gas station and garage.  The bathrooms were accessed from the inside where in the back corner between where the gas station office/cash register had been and three bay shop.  They were typical bathrooms for an old gas station consisting of a small room with a single toilet and a sink that hung on the wall next to the toilet.   As a result as the evening wore on the line for the ladies inevitably became longer.  

On this particular evening we had been drinking for a while, and generally having a good time.  This particular bar was one of the first in the area to have a foosball machine, which was as popular as the pool table.  I had been playing a game of foosball, when the game ended I knew it was time to drain the main vein.  I turned my spot over to a friend and headed to the bathrooms.  The bathrooms were side by side with a short hall in front of them.  The ladies was the second one at the end of the hall.  This made it possible for a longer queue for the ladies yet not take up space in table area.  There was one person in front of me for the mens when I got there.  The line for the ladies had 5 girls waiting.  A couple were shuffling a bit, but no one appeared to be terribly desperate at that point.  As I stood there a moment my friend came hurrying up.  I could tell by the look on her face when she saw the line for the ladies that she was not happy.  

She  joined the line, trying to nonchalantly lean against the wall, with little success.  Her foot was tapping rapidly out of beat to the music.  We talked as we stood there and she quietly admitted that she was dying for a pee.  She started to shift as unobtrusively as possible from foot to foot, trying not to break into a full blown crotch grabbing pee dance.  Her bladder apparently wasn’t having any of it, screaming for relief.  The guy in front of me went into the bathroom as the ladies line stayed as it was.  By now my friend was making quick grabs to her crotch, looking quite worried.  She was not longer engaging in any conversation other than to whisper to me that she was about to pee herself.  

The door opened for the mens and the guy before me walked out.  I turned to enter the mens room only to find myself followed by my female friend.  There had been no one behind me, otherwise I’m not sure that she would have followed.  As it was the door closed and I locked it.  My friend stood there dancing in place with her hand firmly entrenched in her crotch and looked at me.  She apologized telling me she just had to pee and that she just couldn’t wait any longer.  With that she unfastened her jeans sliding them with her panties down to her knees, before seating herself on the toilet.  

Not wanting to have people see us in there together for too long, I stepped up to the sink and proceeded to empty my bladder as well.  Neither one of made any pretense as to not observing the other person.  We finished our business and both left as quickly and quietly as possible.  As we were walking back to the table my friend confided to me that she wouldn’t have had the courage to do that and would have surely wet herself if it had been anyone else.  After all I had seen her just a few weeks earlier pissing in my shop sink. 

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