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Go-to fantasy of mine: A woman in a long (tight top, loose bottom) denim/satin skirt with a fairly curvy butt be incredibly desperate to pee - crotch holding, bum holding, maaaaybe a tiny fart here and there for extra effect. ^^

Almost making it to the toilet and wetting the front and butt of her skirt just before she could pull it up or down (maybe a belt or zip being funny), completely soaking her skirt. Afterwards she sees how close she was and moans a bit, masturbating from how wet her skirt feels and has a wonderful, powerful orgasm (complete with a squirt for added wetness) before cleaning up and relaxing the rest of the day/night.

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So this one is strictly fantasy (the second part that is.  First parts true) but something I've been thinking about lately so thought I'd share.

I have a really cute, super fun "flirt friend" at work.  A lot of people have speculated that we're a thing but alas, she's married and we're not.  BUT if she was single we would absolutely date and we do flirt from time to time.  Nothing physical, ever.  She's a beautiful woman but neither of us are affair type of people.  But that doesnt stop us from doing the dance from time to time : ) 

She's into fitness (bike riding and yoga mostly) and almost always wears yoga pants to work.  At some point she brought up how she has to wear thongs all the time because of the yoga pants and I went ahead and pressed the subject.  I looked down and pointed at her waist band and said "....blue?".   She looked around to make sure the coast was clear and she pulled down the side of her yoga pants and showed me the top of her purple lacy panties and said "almost!".  From there it became a semi regular guessing game and eventually I guessed white and she told me she didn't have any white thongs.  I told her that was a bummer as that was my favorite.  A few days later we're on a walk and she tells me she went underwear shopping over the weekend.  I took my cue and pointed and asked "white?"   She smiled and just said "yep" and kept walking.  Not giving me a glimpse this time.... and I left it there.  (Flattered enough that a beautiful woman was thinking of me when she bought sexy panties.  That alas, I can't/wont enjoy.  But still!)

We regularly take a ten minute walk at work to get some fresh air and have some laughs and one day (one cold day) she mentioned that she should have peed before we left for the walk.  She slightly squirmed as she said it and right away I had to prod on the subject.  I jokingly said "well...no ones around...." and pointed to a cluster of bushes just off the bike trail.  She thought about it briefly and said "no it's not quite that bad".  Alas I had to push just a little more and asked "So here's one for you.  Ever peed your pants?"  She thought about it for a second and then?  Unfortunately said no.  I pushed a bit more.  "Never?  Laughing, sneezing, nothing?"  "Nope, never".  She shrugged it off and squirmed a little again.  I proceeded to tell her about the girls I've known that have/had and some of the more amusing stories like my high school crush pissing herself on the phone one night and my college girlfriend wetting the bed.  I think all the pee talk just made her predicament worse and I couldnt help but wonder what it would be like to see her piss her panties for the first time in her life.  Alas; no peeing in the bushes let alone her thong and yoga pants that day.  We made it back to the office and she bolted for the nearest restroom.  Later when I saw her I asked "did you make it?"  She smiled coyly and said "Yes. .... barely".  

Meanwhile, her and I never hang out outside of work.  I think we're both a little cautious about the chemistry.  However, one day she texted me and asked if I played softball as they needed a sub.  I told her I don't and would need to practice a bit and she said she'd come over and we could toss around the ball and practice batting.  I said cool and over to my house she came.  I waited for her outside as again....I just don't trust us alone and don't want to go there.  The park was within walking distance and as we walked over she made a joke about 'granny pannies'.  I said "wait.  you're wearing granny pannies?"  I was surprised as she had on yoga pants, like usual.  "No, I've got .... the good ones on today....."   We left it at that as I tried not to think about it.   Eventually we get to the park and as we're playing warm up catch she squirmed a little and said "I've really gotta pee".   I was about to throw the ball and stopped in my tracks and looked at legs which suddenly clenched together a little before going back to normal and getting ready to catch the softball.  I didn't want to get an erection then and there so I just casually motioned my head over to the public restroom in the park.  She made a face like "kinda gross" and didn't say anything else about it as we practiced.  Meanwhile I'm trying to ignore the fact that this beautiful thong wearing ....married : (  ....woman is squirming with the need to pee right in front of me.  

I thought she'd cave but she didn't.  She checked her phone and said she needed to get home soon but had time for a beer.  There was a new place on her way home that neither of us had been to.  We walked back to my house and to my surprise she didnt ask to use the restroom and just hopped into her car.  Traffic was terrible and a short distance turned into a half hour drive.  She got to the place before me but for some reason hadnt gone in yet.  I texted her to tell her I was there, found a tall table and in she came.  Fit, light brown hair, shoulder length.  Beautiful smile, tan.  A head turner as she walks in for sure.  She sat down across from me and immediately said "I have to pee.....so bad.  Oh my god...."  

I was happy to be sitting down with a table hiding my inevitable reaction.   I waited for her to get up to find the bathroom but she was clearly watching my face for a reaction (which I'm guessing she saw).  We sat there in silence for a few seconds and I realized she was waiting for me to essentially make the next move.  Alas (sorry guys...this is a true story, not the fantasy part yet) I said "the bathrooms right behind you..."  She looked back, looked at me, then hurried to the restroom, clearly needing to pee.   I'm almost certain she was toying with me to prod the fetish.  And I was surprised that she was giving me 'control' over the situation.  But?  I didn't want to take it too far, especially in public.  (Probably not the best place to pee your pants for the first time in your adult life right?)

She came back, we had our beer and talked and had fun and parted ways.  That was the one and only time we've hung out outside of work.  ... but you can imagine why I have a fantasy about the situation given what happened.

In my fantasy I invite her over to just hang out.  I jokingly add in the text.  "Oh and.  The white thong is mandatory : D ".   She shows up, cute as ever.  I bust out the beer and a few beers into the movie she starts to squirm.  She moves closer to me as we watch the movie and my hand reaches over around her side and pulls her a bit closer.  Then closer as I realize she wants this too.  Another beer...more squirming.  She mentions she needs to pee... I say nothing.  My hand eventually goes to her yoga pants waist band and my fingers push past the elastic around her hip, near her tight ass and feel?  Lace and silk.   She moves a bit so my hand can do more exploring and I feel the lace and silk disappear into the crack of her firm, tan ass.  She squirms a little again.  I move in for a kiss and she accepts.  It's passionate and full of pent up sexual frustration from all of our flirting but inability to really feel each other in those intimate ways.  As I kiss I move my hand towards her bladder bulge and push just so slightly.  She gasps but doesnt pee... but she knows what I just did.  And why.  And she smiles. 

I ask her "Piss yourself.  I want to see you do it for the first time in your life".   At first she seems a little surprised but then the kink sets in and she asks "where?"   I ask her to stand up and take out my phone.  "Right here.  Piss your panties for the first time in your life and I'm going to film it..." 

Her face flushes a little with the naughtiness and she says "...okay."  She stands up....I hit record....she starts squirming and before she gets too far I say "Wait.  Show me your panties."   She pushes down her black tight pants to let me see the lacy top and the silk white front.  Then turns around and pulls her pants down all the way and bends over just a bit to really show me her thong and perfect ass.  Then she pulls them back up and as I film her, her eyebrows raise in sudden surprise and her head moves forwards as her mouth motions "oh!" and piss begins to pour out of her uncontrollably.  Flooding the crotch of her panties, soaking her yoga pants... her green eyes meet mine as I capture the moment so I can relive it again and again.  When she's done I take her hand and lead her to the bedroom.  She takes off her wet pants and lets me do the honors with her thong.  I take them down and keep them in my hand as I kiss her and as she feels my hard dick near her wanting pussy I tell her "I'm keeping these.  Just so you know."  She smiles and gently pulls me into her...

(And your own imagination can take it from there : )  

 

 

 

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Here are a few fantasies. Only vaguely based on reality. A lot of bedwetting in them, and while bedwetting is a subkink of mine, I actually was not a bedwetter as a child. Literally only one time in my first 18 years do I recall almost wetting the bed, where I started to go, but I woke up almost immediately. I was sleeping in my sister's bed, with my mom in it too. I don't remember exactly why that was, I have absolutely no clue. This would have been probably the first and last time this happened. Neither of them knew I almost wet the bed, it was that minor. Anyways on with it:

Main I guess:

Girl Next Door and I are both bedwetters and are basically best friends . She is 1 year older than me. She's more self conscious and embarrassed about the bedwetting than I am, in fact i'm sort of happy to have this in common with her, and like, I don't want to grow out of it (first at least) so we can continue having this in common and I also don't want to make her feel worse by outgrowing it before her. Anyways she manages to stop and in doing that her personality completely changes, makes different friends, completely drops me off a cliff, treats me with pity. She's also controlling and I was talking to some girl, she tried to ruin the potential relationship by telling her i'm a bedwetter. Then it can branch off where the other girl is also a bedwetter by chance (I don't like this it seems too unrealistic) or rather she is just sort of curious and again treats with pity. 'maybe we can date after I outgrow my issue" lol. 

Some Others:

School accident: I'm in an emergency situation, boy's bathroom is out of order! Have to run to girl's bathroom, there is a wait! Lol I guess two crushes are in there - one in the stall one in line - and of course I don't make it. 

Camp: I think we're in the co-ed bedwetting cabin (again seems unrealistic - i've only gone to camp once and have no clue though if this ever might exist in some form). If someone wants to go to the bathroom at night you need to bring a buddy with you. The girl wants to go to the bathroom in the night (dry, I guess) and was going to wake me up (we share the same bunk bed) but notices i'm already wet so she goes and asks someone else. 

Sleepover: This is a lot of bedwetting fantasies... Too much stuff changes from one thought experiment to the next but here's one that is so crazy to me it stuck. Friend's mom setup a buzzer system if we need help in the night. Two buttons, need to go to the bathroom, or have had an accident/wet the bed. Logic behind 'need to go to the bathroom' buzzer is that bathrooms can be hard to find in an unfamiliar house late at night in the dark, so she will come escort you to avoid accidents. Anyways so the one time I do wake up instead of wetting the bed in these fantasies is for this situation, and so I buzz to be escorted to the bathroom. We find out that the system is stupid because I can only stand still for like 20 seconds before having an accident. So that happens, and it's quite silly. Either same night or different night, whatever, the mom decides to just bring in a potty to use instead of trying to make it to the bathroom. Of course now I don't wake up, and the visual of me wetting my bed while the potty is just inches away is hilarious in a good way. One extension to that i'm still thinking about is that someone else wakes up (I think 3 people in the sleepover) and uses the potty. The sound of that triggers me to pee as well and the person notices. She thinks it's hilarious and wakes the other person up to explain what just happened and to make fun of me :3 

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Memory: Sitting on a train and overhearing a conversation from the seats behind me. A woman was telling her male companion about being at a recent music festival or concert. One of her girlfriends with her at the event had been becoming increasingly desperate to pee, but unable to find a vacant toilet and so had decided to just pee in her pants instead. How I wished I'd been there to see that.

Fantasy: An omo-loving female friend up a ladder desperate to pee, and me down below looking up her skirt. Actually I'm going to write that up and post as a story. 

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Little league baseball/teeball:

Real backstory: I never played baseball, never even really liked it, but a friend did and this ties into one of the few real wettings I've ever 'seen' and also with some other story I've read. Anyways I was hanging out with that Girl Next Door/best friend as usual, and she played tee-ball. Went with her to one of her games or practices for some reason, my parents must not have been home so I just stayed with the neigbour all day. I was not playing, just there because. Anyways I never saw the actual accident but I recall turning my head and seeing at the last second a boy being walked out of the field crying, his father directing him by the shoulders presumably to the car, and just completely soaked his red baseball pants. Not much more to say on it, I tried to bring up my sighting with others including my friend but I don't think anyone cared and thought it was weird or rude for me to bring it up.

Fantasy: Playing outfielder is basically a joke, the whole game is basically a joke. Everyone is so bad and the parents think it's just cute to watch and make fun of how dumb everyone is. Outfielders are the funniest to look at, because they are standing so far away from anything at all and are useless because no one is ever going to hit the ball that far. They usually end up just sitting down and picking dandelions or whatever, often ending up being completely detached from the game. it's where you put the worst of the worst. 

Perhaps because I've never played baseball, I sometimes envision myself as someone else, usually a girl, having this experience. But myself too. So i'm playing outfielder. And perhaps i'm taking it somewhat more seriously than most. That's not really a sign of quality in me, I don't really realize what a joke everything is. Perhaps it makes more sense to sit down and pick dandelions. 

I think back to the time that I wet myself and realized how soaked my underwear was, that underwear actually can soak up a fair bit of pee. Ah, eureka! This must be why underwear exists in the first place, to soak up a little bit of pee for situations like this. I always wondered about that. Why is moving from diapers to underwear supposed to be so great? They're so similar but underwear seems less functional. Whatever, maybe i'll figure it out one day, was my thought. If I pee just a tiny bit, it'll let off some pressure. How fast do I make pee? Well peeing takes like just seconds and making that much pee takes hours. So if I just let a little bit out then I should buy myself a good amount of time.  In this heat, it should dry up and then I can let a little more out, worst case scenario. Really I should be able to keep this going forever if I had to, an basically never have an accident. Do others not realize this? How do they pee their pants so often? Eh, i'll tell them about this awesome trick later. Time to put it to work though.

Shit. That came out like a missile, way faster than expected. I probably held it for too long while doing all that analysis in my head, next time instead of waiting all that extra time to think, i'll just get right to it. I better check out if there is any damage. I look down at my crotch as discretely as possible and see that, yeah, it shot straight through my underwear. Well my logic makes sense but you need to go way slower to give the underwear time to absorb it, I totally forgot to factor that in. Okay well on the plus side, my underwear is still dry. Just let it out way, way slower. It actually takes quite a bit of time for it to spread out. Gotta focus on this. Slow this time. Slowly, slowly, slowly. I'm envisioning the pee spreading in my underwear, but it takes a while. Slowly, slowly, rising up the front and back. Oooookay this is way better. I better check how that wet spot is doing, I hope it didn't somehow absorb anything more from my underwear. I again discretely look down to check out if any damage made it through. Fuck. Really underwear? You can't absorb a fucking thing? 

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Man there's way too many memories to really narrow it down to just one specific one ><

 

A few memories I fondly remember are when I wet myself while upside down, taking care of business from the top of a fairly tall tree, and absolutely losing it in my spouse's car

 

I've had the fantasy of being trapped in an elevator for too long for the longest time haha. The idea of not being able to hold it long enough for people to free me is very enjoyable >///>

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Of all the memories here’s one I’m fond of but curiously I didn’t witness, i was told this by the desperate person themselves why? They were sharing an experience that shook them!

I wrote of this on here in a sort of story here’s the basics...

Young woman in party dress going to venue 47m away a country house estate, (takes an hour)

shes in pub with boyfriend for a few drinks before they go they’re taking a lift from another employee, he’s a grumpy 50+ male who insists they’re ready to go on time or he goes without them, be ready to leave at 6 as they’ve to be there for 7-7.30 for dinner, something like that,

However he arrives tooting the horn at 5.50, he’s early, they panic and grab jackets and leave to get in the car,

10 mins later she asks for a pee stop on the way realising she left abruptly without going to pee, she’s needing to go and the trip is an hour, he says no stopping till they get there, she asks again 20 mins or so later can he please stop for a bathroom, he says no, she has to wait till they’re at the venue, she’s absolutely bursting by then,

i comment that it must have been awful needing the loo and having to wait for an hour she said actually she was needing to go before they left but didn’t get to go as he was early and they panicked and left so she was needing before the car arrived and had planned to go just before they left,

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Fantasy or bucket list item.  Either way.  I'd like to be sitting at a park bench, just minding my own business.  Have a woman approach me, wearing a summer dress.  And without saying a word, just sit on my lap, grind her pussy down on my crotch, wrap her arms around me, and let the flood gates open.  Thru her panties and onto me.

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A friend told me about this years ago.  He and the girl were alone in the garden, not overlooked.  She agreed a bet, when she was desperate about how long she could hold it for.  She took off her knickers and lay on her back, with her skirt pulled up around her waist and her legs apart.  She almost made it, then, just a few minutes before her time was up, a little curl of pee briefly squirted from her lips.  She got it under control, and stopped pissing after a couple of seconds.  But then, a few moments later she couldn't contain it any longer and a strong gush fountained out, arcing a couple of feet in the air to spray the ground between her knees.  Once she had lost it she couldn't stop, and she covered her face with her hands, laughing, while he watched her empty herself in front of him.

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Special one from the vault ..... it was special as probably the first female desperation I saw late at night as I was about 17/18 at the time out late in the city centre,

2 young women smart dressed trousers and high heels were standing at an elevated office entrance at top of the stairs, I assumed a taxi had been called and this was an agreed pickup point, as they chatted the one on the left was fidgety, changing her stance, legs crossed hands on hips, having difficulty holding in her pee she moved to the stair case and sat on the top step, she couldn’t sit still, she squirmed a bit trying for a better more comfortable sitting position, 

after a few minutes she sat further back on the top step on the top landing area, her legs stretched out in front of her, her fidgeting continued scissoring her legs at the knees her hands holding onto the back of her thighs leaning forward all the while looking up at her friend chatting, I assumed this was her best way to hold as standing she would have been doing an all out pee dance, then she was leaning back on her elbows legs crossed wiggling her feet at the ankles, this only lasted a few seconds then back to sitting upright bobbing around actually doing a seated pee dance?!

the taxi arrived, her friend moved down the 8 steps to the pavement then opened the taxi back door, at same time the bursting girl got to her feet and gingerly stepped down the stairs holding onto the brass hand rail, at the bottom she was half bent over and taking small steps she quickly walked to the taxi and got in, her friend walked around and got in on the opposite side, 

 

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I have a few 'go to fantasies' that I love to imagine while I'm bursting to piss, the first is that I'm a real estate agent and am desperate to pee after not having chance to go all day, but am stuck doing back to back house viewings with a female client. I eventually admit to her that I really need to pee and excuse myself, only to find that the water in the property is switched off so I can't use the toilet. So now, she knows that I'm desperate and is enjoying watching me subtly try to hold it while attempting to remain professional!

Another one is based on a story that was posted on the old Shara & Ger's female desperation site called 'a different school'. I imagine that I need to attend an all-girl's school for a couple of weeks in order to gain a qualification which is not offered at my own school. Of course, being an all-girl's school there are no boy's toilets and I end up bursting to pee on my first day but too shy to tell anyone. In the last lesson of the day, the girl I'm sitting next to notices my desperation and after the lesson she shows me a quiet place outside where I relieve myself next to her and she remarks on how badly I must have needed to go and how long I was peeing for. This continues every day, with me holding my bladder until school ends where she takes me to different places around the school grounds where I can pee. On my last day there, she invites me to her house after school and won't let me pee first. When we get to her house, she won't let me use her toilet and instead takes me to her room while I'm desperate to piss. 

I also have one where I'm a bodyguard to a high ranking female politician and we are both desperate to pee after a long meeting with important guests but end up getting locked in her office for hours due to a lockdown situation in the building. In the end we have no choice but to relieve ourselves 'creatively' to avoid making a puddle on her carpet.

A similar one is where I'm some kind of auditor/consultant and get asked along with a more senior female colleague to go to a client's office building to review some records. The building is highly secure and we are not allowed to leave the small office we are in, which has tea & coffee making facilities but no toilets! So of course, after a few hours and several cups of tea we are both bursting for the loo but are unable to leave until our contact comes back, the problem is that she is in back-to-back meetings for most of the day. Also, being highly professional we are desperately trying to keep our composure and not let on to each other that we are needing to pee!

I also have a fantasy (based very loosely on truth) where it's my first day of a job induction as a new graduate trainee at a large office building and I don't know where the toilets are. After a few hours, I really need to pee but am still too shy to ask anybody where to find the toilets. Eventually, by the late afternoon I'm absolutely bursting and manage to work up the courage to ask the attractive HR lady (who is running the induction) about the toilets, and she remarks with surprise at how long I've waited. She shows me the way but when I finally get to a urinal, I realise that the zipper on my new suit trousers is stuck so I can't pee! No matter how much I tug and pull at it, it won't budge, so I head back sweaty and frustrated, and more desperate to pee than ever. The HR lady asks me if I feel better now and I have to admit to her that I couldn't relieve myself because of the stuck zipper. She's very sympathetic and takes me to a meeting room where we try together to free the zipper, but with no luck. All of the trainees and staff running the induction are staying in a hotel and she tells me that if I can wait until we're back at the hotel, we can go up to her room where she has a sewing kit, so if we still can't free the zipper then she can cut my trousers open so I can pee, then fix the zip and sew them back up. I have to spend the rest of the induction bursting to pee while she knows how badly I need to go, then face the long coach journey through heavy rush hour traffic in the city centre before finally arriving at the hotel. She sits next to me on the coach, puts her hand on my jiggling thigh and encourages me to wait just a little bit longer. Eventually, we finally arrive and head up to her room where it's a race against time to get the trousers off before I finally lose control! 

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I have a few 'go to fantasies' that I love to imagine while I'm bursting to piss, the first is that I'm a real estate agent and am desperate to pee after not having chance to go all day, but am stuck doing back to back house viewings with a female client. I eventually admit to her that I really need to pee and excuse myself, only to find that the water in the property is switched off so I can't use the toilet. So now, she know that I'm desperate and is enjoying watching me subtly try to hold it while attempting to remain professional!

Another one is based on a story that was posted on the old Shara & Ger's female desperation site called 'a different school'. I imagine that I need to attend an all-girl's school for a couple of weeks in order to gain a qualification which is not offered at my own school. Of course, being an all-girl's school there are no boy's toilets and I end up bursting to pee on my first day but too shy to tell anyone. In the last lesson of the day, the girl I'm sitting next to notices my desperation and after the lesson she shows me a quiet place outside where I relieve myself next to her and she remarks on how badly I must have needed to go and how long I was peeing for. This continues every day, with me holding my bladder until school ends where she takes me to different places around the school grounds where I can pee. On my last day there, she invites me to her house after school and won't let me pee first. When we get to her house, she won't let me use her toilet and instead takes me to her room while I'm desperate to piss. 

I also have one where I'm a bodyguard to a high ranking female politician and we are both desperate to pee after a long meeting with important guests but end up getting locked in her office for hours due to a lockdown situation in the building. In the end we have no choice but to relieve ourselves 'creatively' to avoid making a puddle on her carpet.

A similar one is where I'm some kind of auditor/consultant and get asked along with a more senior female colleague to go to a client's office building to review some records. The building is highly secure and we are not allowed to leave the small office we are in, which has tea & coffee making facilities but no toilets! So of course, after a few hours and several cups of tea we are both bursting for the loo but are unable to leave until our contact comes back, the problem is that she is in back-to-back meetings for most of the day. Also, being highly professional we are desperately trying to keep our composure and not let on to each other that we are needing to pee!

I also have a fantasy (based very loosely on truth) where it's my first day of a job induction as a new graduate trainee at a large office building and I don't know where the toilets are. After a few hours, I really need to pee but am still too shy to ask anybody where to find the toilets. Eventually, by the late afternoon I'm absolutely bursting and manage to work up the courage to ask the attractive HR lady (who is running the induction) about the toilets, and she remarks with surprise at how long I've waited. She shows me the way but when I finally get to a urinal, I realise that the zipper on my new suit trousers is stuck so I can't pee! No matter how much I tug and pull at it, it won't budge, so I head back sweaty and frustrated, and more desperate to pee than ever. The HR lady asks me if I feel better now and I have to admit to her that I couldn't relieve myself because of the stuck zipper. She's very sympathetic and takes me to a meeting room where we try together to free the zipper, but with no luck. All of the trainees and staff running the induction are staying in a hotel and she tells me that if I can wait until we're back at the hotel, we can go up to her room where she has a sewing kit, so if we still can't free the zipper then she can cut my trousers open so I can pee, then fix the zip and sew them back up. I have to spend the rest of the induction bursting to pee while she knows how badly I need to go, then face the long coach journey through heavy rush hour traffic in the city centre before finally arriving at the hotel. She sits next to me on the coach, puts her hand on my jiggling thigh and encourages me to wait just a little bit longer. Eventually, we finally arrive and head up to her room where it's a race against time to get the trousers off before I finally lose control! 

I have a similar thought though it’s not as creative as those scenarios, I’m bursting and a female I’m with notices and asks if I need the bathroom, my shyness makes me blush but I have to admit I am bursting and very close to peeing myself suggesting I need her help to find a place where I can get relief, she enjoys being with a bursting male but doesn’t suggest a way to help me find relief shes enjoying it and wants it to continue, I’m enjoying the fact that she’s turned on by my situation although I’m almost pissing myself, in a kind of roles reversal to my being with a bursting female.

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3 hours ago, LizJWetting said:

Or another one is for me to be on a train with no toilets and there's some sort of problem so we end up stopping and not moving for hours and hours. Myself and many other people are getting increasingly desperate, but the toilets are totally out of order so nobody can go, and we're not allowed to get out of the train or go anywhere, so we all have to just keep holding it not knowing how much longer we will have to wait. Maybe some people even wet themselves or just give up and pee on the floor becuase they can't wait any more. Again, I try to hold it until I physically can't any more.

This one!

I've been on trains where we've been delayed in the middle of nowhere for three hours or more. I've been on plenty of trains where the toilets are locked out of use (even without a delay, that can be 'interesting' on a Saturday night). It just needs those two scenarios to come together!

Another similar one for me - when you're waiting for the train at a station with no toilets (or closed toilets). Maybe you already need to go, because you had to rush out of the pub to catch the last train. It's late though, very late, and it's getting more and more late. It's a busy station, there's nowhere really to hide, and you daren't go too far to look for a toilet or even just a quiet alleyway, because you just don't know when the train will come...

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On 8/11/2021 at 7:52 PM, LizJWetting said:

A fantasy scenario of mine is to imagine that I'm part of one of those protests that involves being glued to the front of a building or tied to a tree or similar, though the exact specifics of it don't matter that much. I had drank plenty beforehand becuase I was worried about getting dehydrated later on, and soon I'm absolutely bursting to piss, but I can't move and there are lots of people and camera crews watching the whole thing, so I just have to stay there and keep holding it, trying my best not to visibly show my desperation until I reach a point where I am at my limit and end up uncontrallably wetting myself.

Or another one is for me to be on a train with no toilets and there's some sort of problem so we end up stopping and not moving for hours and hours. Myself and many other people are getting increasingly desperate, but the toilets are totally out of order so nobody can go, and we're not allowed to get out of the train or go anywhere, so we all have to just keep holding it not knowing how much longer we will have to wait. Maybe some people even wet themselves or just give up and pee on the floor becuase they can't wait any more. Again, I try to hold it until I physically can't any more.

These are amazing. Might make it onto my list. 🙂

To be honest, my fantasy list is based almost entirely on the near-misses and the real desperation sightings I've seen in the past. It's difficult to construct a fantasy that's better than the real thing, in my experience.

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I have too many memories to list but for fantasies..

1. Having a teacher be obviously desperate in class but is unable to leave and have to continue teaching while on the brink of wetting themselves. Bonus points if they’re female. 

2. Have one of the most attractive people, be it boy or girl, in class be really desperate to go - fidgeting, potty dance, hands on crotch and all - and being denied by the teacher. I don’t want them to have the humiliation of wetting themselves but bonus points if they have a small wet spot / have to present something in front of the class.

3. Having an elevator breakdown with an attractive stranger who is desperate to pee and being stuck for hours. Huge bonus points if they wet themselves!

4. Getting lost with a crush and both of us being insanely desperate to pee. Very huge bonus points if he’s into Omorashi.

5. Literally nothing can top number 4, but being stuck on a really long bus ride on a school trip with a quiet classmates who is bursting. Bonus points if we become friends afterwards!

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This is a fantasy, but still.

Some woman (IDK why, but I enjoy female wettings more than male ones), who we'll name, uh, Jane, is very desperate to pee at work, as the bathrooms are closed down due to COVID.  Her drive home is thirty minutes, so she thinks she can make it.  About halfway there, she just can't hold it anymore.  She sees a McDonald's, so she stops there.  She sits in her car, cringing, holding her crotch, and squirming, trying to hold it in for a couple of seconds.  She then gets out, and loses control.  She pees there.  She stands there for about five seconds in shock, and then squats and pulls down her jeans.

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I have some absolutely fantastic memories with one biiiggg problem: they remind me of my exes.

Don't get me wrong, I'm actually great friends with them. But that's just the trouble: if I remember those stories, I remember them in a sexual way, and that makes the next time I see them a challenge! I'd like to stay friends...

But once a year, I allow myself to remember one time... This was with my first sexual partner ever. We were long-distance so I didn't see this incident myself, they just described it to me afterwards, knowing I was into it. Thing is, the story isn't actually all that interesting -- they got desperate, had to find a place, and eventually did. But the phrases they used just sent shockwaves through me, since I had never had anyone deliberately describe such a scene to me before. So that one's burned into my brain. 

Many of my go-to fantasies are mostly written down here on omo.org -- either my own or a chosen few. I don't want to brag on my own, though! So I'll just say that William Abbott's stories are absolutely spectacular.

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I go into my memory bank to a couple different experiences.

I had a girl that I saw for a while who peed the bed one night. It wasn't full on, in fact I didn't originally even know as she cleaned herself up and tossed her underwear away while I was sleeping. But, the next day she told me. She sheepishly said  "I feel asleep really having to pee and the next thing I knew I woke up and was already peeing." I asked her why she would tell me after she managed to cover it up and she simply said that she felt ashamed. Later when she left I searched for the underwear without luck, but you could clearly smell urine on the bed sheet. I stripped the bed and there was a damp spot about the size of a dinner plate. So, she soaked that underwear.

I relive that night in my mind when I'm feeling like seeing a woman have an accident. There are a few more accidents that I have been around over the years that I go too -- girl in an elevator is one, another girl wet herself at a big playoff game I was at because the crowd was too packed for her to get to the bathroom. Girl on a bus I was on got off with a soaked ass once years ago. All of those work in a pinch. 

When I'm in the mood for fantasizing about having an accident myself, I usually combine my past accidents into a new incident. I peed myself on a school bus in grade 7 so I take that memory and put it into today. Usually I imagine being in a car with a friend and getting stuck in traffic. I like to verbalize the scenario -- "Dani (that's her name), can you find a washroom when you get a chance,"...""Seriously, as soon as you can get off, I need a bathroom."..."Oh my God, I really have to pee Dani.,"...."Seriously,  this is really bad. I haven't had to pee this bad in years,"..."FUCK DANI I don't know how much longer I can hold this,"...."Do you have a towel or something I can put on the seat. I'm not kidding I might pee my pants ,"..."Fuck, Dani. I can't. I'm going to pee my pants. I really can't hold it,"..."Shit, shit, fuck I'm peeing. I wet my pants. I really peed my pants. Please don't tell anyone."

That usually does the trick.

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Was reminded the other day when talking about a past work mate who’s wife told me about the time she was clubbing with her young sister who was bursting on the way home late at night and wet herself when she got out the taxi at their home, when asked why did she pee herself outside the house she said ‘I just couldn’t hold it in anymore’

I enjoy this memory as the older sister said she was moaning to her to get going on their way to home instead of socialising in the streets because she was bursting but she ignored her, she must have been bursting for a good while to not be able to hold it in for one more minute,

ive told the story on here somewhere before,

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On 8/21/2021 at 3:38 AM, NotARealName1 said:

I go into my memory bank to a couple different experiences.

I had a girl that I saw for a while who peed the bed one night. It wasn't full on, in fact I didn't originally even know as she cleaned herself up and tossed her underwear away while I was sleeping. But, the next day she told me. She sheepishly said  "I feel asleep really having to pee and the next thing I knew I woke up and was already peeing." I asked her why she would tell me after she managed to cover it up and she simply said that she felt ashamed. Later when she left I searched for the underwear without luck, but you could clearly smell urine on the bed sheet. I stripped the bed and there was a damp spot about the size of a dinner plate. So, she soaked that underwear.

I relive that night in my mind when I'm feeling like seeing a woman have an accident. There are a few more accidents that I have been around over the years that I go too -- girl in an elevator is one, another girl wet herself at a big playoff game I was at because the crowd was too packed for her to get to the bathroom. Girl on a bus I was on got off with a soaked ass once years ago. All of those work in a pinch. 

When I'm in the mood for fantasizing about having an accident myself, I usually combine my past accidents into a new incident. I peed myself on a school bus in grade 7 so I take that memory and put it into today. Usually I imagine being in a car with a friend and getting stuck in traffic. I like to verbalize the scenario -- "Dani (that's her name), can you find a washroom when you get a chance,"...""Seriously, as soon as you can get off, I need a bathroom."..."Oh my God, I really have to pee Dani.,"...."Seriously,  this is really bad. I haven't had to pee this bad in years,"..."FUCK DANI I don't know how much longer I can hold this,"...."Do you have a towel or something I can put on the seat. I'm not kidding I might pee my pants ,"..."Fuck, Dani. I can't. I'm going to pee my pants. I really can't hold it,"..."Shit, shit, fuck I'm peeing. I wet my pants. I really peed my pants. Please don't tell anyone."

That usually does the trick.

I would like to hear more about the girls you saw wet themselves in the elevator and in the crowd.

 

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Its nothing special, but my main fantasy that I've always wanted to experience is being on a road trip with my wife and she becomes desperate to pee and to poop, and before we make it to any place where she can use the toilet she accidentally wets and messes her pants in the car. I would want her to be understandably embarrassed, because the embarrassment is a big part of what excites me, but I would not want her to be mortified to the point where she's emotionally distraught over it. 

I've experienced having a date wet herself in my car, and thats definitely one of my go to memories. But its my main fantasy for a woman to do both.

I have a little list of scenarios I like to imagine women being stuck in when they lose control of themselves. Imagine someone wetting and/or messing themselves in these situations: 

A teacher has an accident while teaching a class

A bride has an accident in her dress on her wedding day

An office employee has an accident during a staff meeting at work

An athlete has an accident during a sporting event. (A more specific example- i like to imagine a girl who plays softball accidentally soiling her white softball pants in the middle of the game. Or a volleyball player peeing/crapping her little volleyball shorts)

Classic scenario: college student gets desperate during an important exam, and has an accident in her seat

A waitress has an accident while trying to serve customers during a busy dinner service

A woman on a date with someone is so nervous and shy to use the bathroom that she ends up going in her pants in front of her date

A woman is hiking/camping with friends and is too shy to relieve herself in nature and tries to hold it, ends up having an accident in her pants

While spending the night as a guest in a hotel or someone's home, a woman accidentally wets the bed

A woman over-exerts herself in the gym and wets or messes her workout clothes

A woman is desperate on an airplane while they are unable to leave their seats due to turbulence, and she winds up having an accident in her seat

A mother is desperate to use the bathroom while seeing her young child perform in a school function (play, recital etc). Not wanting to miss her child and potentially upset them, she tries to hold it until its over but ends up going in her pants

A rookie police officer finds herself in her first intense situation with a suspect, and the fear and adrenaline cause her to wet and mess her uniform pants

 

 

I guess I'll stop because I can just come up with these all night. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I was a late starter in some ways with girlfriends. Really I was just too shy. Anyway I'm setting the scene as it helps here to have been legal when this happened.  

I had with me even then some undefined interest in when girls peed but when I started spending proper time with my first proper girlfriend she never even mentioned it.  I didn't know for weeks what on Earth she did about going to the toilet, but on this fateful evening I sort of realised that she was mostly holding and hoping to avoid doing it with me around.

We had spent a long evening together as she had cooked me dinner when her parents went out.  After that we fooled around on her bed for hours, as we were both already addicted to doing.  

Even I was quite pee shy and I remember that I had to go quite badly, was distracted from it by the sex, but I kept wondering while we were touching whether I was feeling her full bladder.  If I needed to go what did she feel?

It got late and she suddenly stopped everything and told me it was time to get decent in case anybody came home and that she was probably about ready to sleep.  Well I used to get crap for being out too late (my parents were strict when I lived there) so I had to agree it was time I walked off home.

We went downstairs and I was messing about getting my shoes on and my coat and I kept stealing more kisses and hugs, which she started to pull back from.  I remember I reached to give her pussy one last rub and she really pulled away, then suddenly crossed her legs and said "Ahhhhh, I want to go to the loo!" 

I don't think she meant to spit that out and I was kinda stunned.  This will sound really silly to some of you, but although I grew up playing with all the other kids and had seen people needing to pee, this was the first time I had seen a girlfriend, a young adult, someone I had been intimate with, looking desperate and saying that!  

I didn't know what to do then so I planted one more kiss and walked into the night.  But it was a restless night.

So my 'go to' memory is of her secretly holding it for absolutely ages, hoping I'll be gone before she has to admit it, making out and having sexy fun with me while holding her really full bladder. 

Finally I take about 30 seconds too long and she breaks down because she's on the edge of exploding.  I add on new bits about what happens next....  I have always believed she rushed to the loo and barely sat down before exploding with piss that she had held forever with me there.  I like that she couldn't do it earlier because of me. 

And that was the proper start of my female desperation fetish, , and is a 'go to' event for that.

As an aside, at that point I realised that a lot of the sex we had enjoyed must have been with her bladder full, which really opened up a can of worms.  I'm sorry to say I never managed to express this properly to her but it came out more in future relationships.  

That was a long answer to a short question!! 

 

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3 hours ago, rebeljaffa said:

I remember I reached to give her pussy one last rub and she really pulled away, then suddenly crossed her legs and said "Ahhhhh, I want to go to the loo!"

This reminds me of a similar situation that took place maybe a year go. I was sitting on a sofa and my wife was passing by. As often, I reached for her and started rubbing her private parts throuhg the leggins she was wearing. At the beginning she enjoyed it, but seconds later she escaped saying she needed to pee. Later, she admitted that she didn't need to pee at all before I began to touch her, and my activity almost made her wet herself.

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