Brenman 343 Posted January 5, 2022 Popular Post Share Posted January 5, 2022 Does anyone on here have any good desperation memories? Things you remember seeing growing up? Like the time your older sister was dying to pee but couldn’t get off the phone with her boyfriend for 45 minutes and had to stay sitting next to the power outlet with her phone plugged in? Squirming and bouncing and holding herself before finally getting off the call and rushing to the adjacent bathroom so quickly the doors still open while pees and pees loudly into the water, moaning blissfully with relief? Or you dad’s bubble-butt Hispanic secretary stuck on a zoom meeting is bouncing and gyrating sitting on her heels, rocking in her chair, standing up with her legs crossed with her big round butt pointed out at you as you sit in a chair in the waiting area ten feet from her, watching squirm and bounce, clearly dying to pee, forced to stay present and cognizant throughout the whole zoom meeting, politely refusing a break when the boss offers cause no one else needs one (about 35 bouncing minutes ago) lying when the boss asks you why you changed angles and you’re standing now (cant say you're holding yourself). Finally the zoom call ends and said sexy Latina secretary doesn’t feel self conscious to tell you (as you dont work there) “God I need to pee! I thought that would never end.” as she rushes quickly to the ladies room. Or what about when your uncles hot young financial advisor’s secretary comes out to appraise your house and immediately asks for a restroom to wash her hands and your dad shows her the kitchen sink, forcing her to embarrassingly admit before everyone with a small desperate curtsy “I’m sorry, I don't need to wash my hands (blush, awkward laugh) I- I have to pee, I’ve been out all day.” before your dad shows her right to the guest bathroom just adjacent to the living room, no fan no vent, thin door, she pees her heart out and lets out a sigh for all to hear… Surely someone else has some memories to share? fetisher, wannawatch, dashie4124 and 5 others 7 1 Quote Link to comment
pierplanetarpi 161 Posted January 7, 2022 Popular Post Share Posted January 7, 2022 (edited) In the mid to late '00s I did volunteer/relief work with a charity located an hour or two away. As I worked at the time for another non-profit, I'd routinely drive out with several people to lend our services or to collaborate on something. Now, this area was particularly rural. If I remember right there were a total of five towns along the way, and otherwise just rural countryside, a mixture of plains and hills. A couple towns were so small as to not even have a gas station, and the last one before the destination was not a place you would really want to stop. Just a handful of residents, but well known across the region for its problems with substance abuse and crime. Anyway, I was driving my vehicle with three passengers. I was mid-20s at the time, and I'd say the others were between maybe 18-22. All of us were friends, though in a professional sense. I did have a teasing, ever so slightly flirty relationship with one of them, who I'll call Kara, but never considered dating her (for one thing, I was really good friends with her dad despite him being fifteen years older than me, so that would have been too weird). She was sitting up front in the passenger seat and we were carrying on some conversation, but I really don't remember what it was about. There were two more in the back, one reading a book and one listening to a portable CD player (remember those?). As we were about to go through the last town with good facilities I announced that this was the last chance for a stop before we got to our destination, another 45 or so minutes ahead. Even though they all should have known that since this was not the first time making this trip for any of us, I wanted to be a good driver/host. The two in the back seat said "nope, all good" though Kara said nothing. So I asked her, "You good too? You know we don't want to have stop in the next town." She said, "Nope, let's not stop just for me. Let's just get to [our destination]." But it was not even five minutes later that she stopped talking and stared, fixated out the front window. Given that a bit of teasing back and forth was often part of the deal between us, I joked, "You sure we shouldn't have stopped back in the last town?" She just grimaced. "Yeah, I have to pee. I didn't wanna be the only one going in though." "I'm sorry," I said -- seriously, not joking or teasing. "Me too," she said. It was probably only two or three minutes past that point that she was starting to bounce up and down in her seat, though the two in the back seat were either oblivious or doing their best to look nonchalant. "Find something or I'm sorry, but you're going to be cleaning your car," Kara whined. "I can turn onto a dirt road and drive a little ways and you can jump out and go behind the car," I suggested. "Ewww! No!", she said. "All right," I said, "But you know the only town left before we get there." "I'll make it," Kara said. "I'm not making some gross stop." But she was silent, seemed to be clenching her teeth, and the bouncing up and down on the seat only increased. By now one of the female passengers in back took notice and had asked if there was anything she could do, to which Kara only shook her head quickly. We were about three minutes out of the town I really didn't want to stop in when Kara moaned loudly. "I can't do it," she whined, her voice starting to crack. "Need me to stop the car by the side of the road?" I offered. "NO. NO! Not a chance. Doooooo something though or I'm telling you, your car seat is going to be soaked!" "Um, well, do you have a change of clothes with you," I said -- yes, stupidly, as that wasn't the smartest thing I've ever said. Now the fact was I was really trying hard to keep a cool face here, as while Kara and I were strictly "friend zone" and I wanted to keep it that way, I did have a thing for some things related to pee and was really fighting not feeling a bit turned on, but I was internally screaming at myself to keep it cool, keep it professional, anything else would be WILDLY inappropriate. "NO!" Kara snapped back. But she was about ready to give up and was very near crying, bouncing up and down and shifting and squirming in her seat. The road sign for the town with a poor reputation was just ahead. I saw it. Kara saw it. "TURN THERE," she hissed between clenched teeth. "I don't ****ing care, I'm gonna piss, and I don't give a ****." I was a little shocked - I'd never heard her use language like that before. She now had full attention from the back seat passengers too. I drove down the main street, if you can call it that, and stopped in front of the first liquor store I came to. There were metal bars over the windows, cracked glass behind that, and a solid metal door covered in peeling, chipped grayish-white paint. Before I'd even put the car in park Kara had taken off her seat belt and as soon as I stopped, she flung the door open and took off running toward the door, hands between her legs. "Want me to come with you?" I asked as she exited the car, but she didn't hear - or at least didn't have time to respond. She flung open the big door to the liquor store as I got out of the car. I followed inside. The liquor store did apparently serve as a convenience store too, though I believe if there had ever been any gas pumps there they were long since removed or broken, and I saw there were in fact restrooms inside. The place was otherwise as dingy as one would expect from the exterior. I waited by the door, nodding to the cashier who was behind another set of steel or iron bars. He didn't look up or acknowledge me. After a couple of minutes Kara emerged, and I made careful effort to not look or try to ascertain whether or not she had made it, though I recall she was wearing black pants so it would have been hard to tell even if I'd looked. She didn't say a word and walked back to the car and climbed in. I followed, locked the doors, and started the engine. "Glad they were open," I said after thirty seconds or so had passed, as we drove back toward the two lane highway that would take us to our destination. "Think they at least cleaned it sometime in the last week?" "It might as well have been a palace for royalty, as much as I needed it," Kara said. "If that door had been locked, or they hadn't had any place inside, you'd still be helping me outside the car right now." She winked and I knew she was flirting pretty overtly now, but I really didn't want anything to change in my friendships with either her or her dad, and there was no way this was going to turn inappropriate on my watch. "Well, I'm glad you're comfortable now for the rest of the drive," I responded. ----- Epilogue: The only reference ever made to this was about a month later when Kara and another person (who hadn't gone along the previous time) also drove out to that same town to again do some joint charity work. As we drove through the last town with good facilities and I commented that this would be a good place to stop if we weren't going to drive straight through, Kara said matter-of-factly, "There's always the next town if it's a true emergency. The liquor store has facilities if it's open." And that was the last it was ever spoken of before either of us left that organization and moved on to other things in life. Edited January 8, 2022 by pierplanetarpi (see edit history) AtomicBob, pguy69, wether and 8 others 11 Quote Link to comment
Brenman 343 Posted January 10, 2022 Author Popular Post Share Posted January 10, 2022 Beautiful memory!!! Okay another of mine. I was at my University's library one evening finishing an essay of after class until it was dark out, middle of winter nearly seven o'clock. Finally it was just me and the librarian left, and while I was only 19 at the time, the librarian was 28 (I found out months later, I knew she was fairly young!) and was slim and pretty. Her name was Kendra and she was very friendly with a lot of the students who she helped. She became almost like an older sister type on campus. Kendra had been behind her desk the whole afternoon and I noticed she'd been drinking from her holiday themed thermos the whole afternoon as she sat at her station answering student's questions. An avid coffee drinker, Kendra was known to have coffee in her thermos and more brewing in the library breakroom on a regular basis. I'd been drinking coffee on this particular evening too just for extra focus, atypical for me after dark. After a while of working and drinking my coffee, I had to pee, so I sat up from my desk. As I did I looked across the library and saw Kendra behind her desk focusing on her computer, and I swear I saw her bouncing in her seat subtly as she sat their focused on what she was typing or reading. I quickly made on to the men's room, but was surprised to find it already locked for the evening, even though the library was supposed to be open for another 30 minutes. I went back to my computer and continued to work on finishing my essay, knowing I was probably gonna have to do more work back at my dorm room. Finally, at 7 Kendra approaches me with a smile notifying me that it's closing time and time for the two of us to go. We were last people in the library and it was up to her to lock up now. She asked me if I wouldn't mind walking her to her car since it was dark out. I said sure, it didn't bother me to walk her to the parking lot as it was rather dark and secluded, particularly as it was winter and the days got darker earlier in the evening. I noticed that Kendra's abdomen looked rounded, and was pushing out against her blouse and skirt waistline quite tightly and protrudingly. It looked like the result of too much coffee over too many hours without peeing, and I genuinely felt for Kendra when after notifying me that it was time for us to go, she made her way over to the ladies room, only to find it locked. She pulled on the handle firmly, and finding that it wouldn't budge, lifted one leg in the air behind her, looking up to the lock with pleading looking eyes as a quiet, "oh no. locked." She turned back to me with a sheepish, embarassed looking smile and, "Oh dear, I guess the custodial staff locked up the restrooms already, that's okay, no bother, I just have to make sure everything else is locked up real quick", after which she had to make sure all the other doors inside the building and the doors in and out of the building were locked up. This included locking the office doors upstairs as well as the upstairs restrooms. I could see the upstairs from where I sat by the stair below, and was intrigued to see Kendra discover the upstairs restrooms locked too... After five minutes of her doing her rounds, finally we could leave, and Kendra was noticeably fidgety as she approached me for the second time. As she looked over from across the room before walking over to me, it was as if she were hoping I would have already left, but she walked over briskly. She actually seemed to notice my eyes take in her subtly moving feet and her swollen abdomen and blushed when we made eye contact at my desk. "Okay, I suppose we go" she said. "Okay Im just gonna use the mens room real quick." I said standing up. "Theyre locked" she quickly said. "I tried already" Soon we left, and I noticed that she stepped very subtly from foot to foot as she waited for me to pack my books and things into my backpack before we could leave. We were talking about how it was finals week for me, and how she remembers the stress of finals week, and trying to finish end-of-semester assignments and how the stress is actually kind like adrenaline and she misses it, and the conversation was very friendly and joyous the whole time. She was smiling, in spite of the fact, as I could tell, that she needed to pee soon. I needed to pee as well which was turning me on more knowing that Kendra needed to. With the cap off I noticed her thermos was completely empty, with only a coffee stain in the bottom of it. Kendra had been sitting behind her desk drinking that coffee for the better part of three hours, a considerably long time to hold a full-of-coffee bladder... As soon as we stepped out of the library into the frigid, snow covered January night Kendra crossed her arms tightly against the sudden cold while she rapidly lifted one leg HIGH in the air across her abdomen, a sure sign of a girl who needs urgently to pee. I needed to go as well, and wondered if there might be some way of bringing it up. Could I get away with it? It really was unfortunate that the restrooms were locked. When we finally reached the parking lot, I was "all in" on my gamble. I went for it. I looked around the snowy, yet secluded parking lot, behind the library and turned to Kendra with a subtle yet theatrical bouncing of my own as I looked her in the eyes and asked her, sounding genuinely believable and candid, "You know, I'm sorry, but it really is a shame the bathrooms were locked up, I actually need to pee quite badly and my dorm's all the way at the other end of campus, god is there any way you could just keep watch and make sure no one comes?" I said as I stepped past her car to the bushy corner of the parking lot, unzipping my pants already, just twelve or so feet away from her. Her eyes widened as I turned away from her grabbing my fly, as she said, "Oh you really can't do- oh... Okay, okay" she said, sounding worried as she turned away and looked over the empty parking lot as if to make sure no one was around. "Im sorry I really had to go." I said, actually embarrassed now, very aware of the loudness of my pee hitting the bush in front of me. "No it's not your fault she said, the restrooms really shouldn't be locked before I lock them in the evening, Im gonna complain tomorrow about this." she was saying. "Please don't mention me" I said, turning back to her. She was holding her crotch, but let go quickly when she saw me turn to her suddenly. "No I wont say anything about you." Finally I finished peeing, and turned back to Kendra once more. She was stepping from foot to foot quickly and with big frantic steps now, not at all able to hide her need any more as she looked to me blushing furiously red while she tugged on the waistline of her skirt and said, "Oh my god, Im so sorry and this is so inappropriate and but could you please watch while I go too? My god I would never do this but I've needed to pee all afternoon now and I really cant wait to get home. Please please come this way." she said beckoning me to trade places with her in the shadowy, bushy corner. "Please look out" she said, lifting her skirt hurriedly as she stepped past me in the snow. "OOhhhh, Oh god" she moaned as her pussy erupting with hissing piss. Kendra peed and peed and peed, she peed in the snowy corner for twice as long as I did, letting out several more "ohs" while she awkwardly kept saying things while she was peeing, as if to hide the loudness of her hissing stream, saying things like, "Oh I really am going to complain, Oh my god, Im sorry, I know we're both adults but I would really never do this I swear, I just, I went all afternoon without peeing, oh I'll shut up too much information. Im sooo sorry." sounding in a cross between humiliation and wanting to sound professional as she was still a staff member despite being a young adult not too much older of different generationally than myself. Finally she finished and rose back upright from her squatting position, still raging red in her cheeks with embarrassment. "Okay, Im gonna talk to admin tomorrow and neither one of us is going to mention this ever again." Kendra said with a stern index finger in the air but a friendly, embarassed smile on her face. "deal" I said. Glancing past her momentarily, I saw her puddle was huge. She saw me glance at it and turned around and looked at it herself before exclaming "Oh my GOD!!!" and bursting out into uproarious laughter as she looked back into my eyes, saying "I really had been holding it all afternoon!" through her laughter, trying to explain away the enormous ammount of pee she let out, melting through so much snow in her big yellow puddle... The bathrooms were never locked til Kendra locked them after that. She winked at me once as she passed me in the library, entering the ladies room. Any other memories? Anybody? fetisher, jaynebursting, david_578 and 16 others 17 2 Quote Link to comment
warham1995 1,016 Posted January 10, 2022 Share Posted January 10, 2022 (edited) when are you going to write some fiction? Edited January 10, 2022 by warham1995 (see edit history) Quote Link to comment
fetisher 161 Posted January 11, 2022 Popular Post Share Posted January 11, 2022 Very nice topic! I also have vivid memories of various cases involving both knowns and strangers women. Most of them I’ve already shared in this forum. But this topic is a nice opportunity to recall some memories. Let’s start with one that was involved one of mine acquaintance. She was 25 years old then, a nice looking brunet, slim with nice body. We met at noon in a restaurant, drank beer. Even before we went to the restaurant, she openly admitted that she has to pee. It was a restaurant with tables outside. When the waitress came to take our order, my acquaintance asked where the toilet is. But she did not go immediately. We hadn't seen each other in a long time and we had a lot to talk about. So, we stayed there about an hour. I watched her closely as we talked. She was in a tight short skirt, sitting in a chair with her legs crossed, facing to me. Without bothering to peek, I could see her white panties almost all the time. It looked very sexy, especially the second half of the time, when her skirt had risen even higher. She also changed the position of her legs several times, which gave me a wide detailed upskirt view. She wore white lace panties and а hairy triangle could be seen through. At that moment, I noticed a slight discomfort in her body, but nothing impressive. She mentioned few times that she had to go to the toilet, but she kept postponing it. I still wonder I she didn’t go. Maybe she didn't feel so much pressure when she sat down. At the end we paid the bill, we were still in talks and she forgot to go the toilet. We left the restaurant and went for a short walk in the nearby park. She remembered she had to call someone and we stopped for her to call. During that call, I waited aside and I looked at her. Obviously, the strong need to pee hit her at that moment. She started looking quite desperate. She couldn’t stay still at all, doing small circles, while talking. Soon she realized that she had to finish the call and tried a few times to end the conversation, but on the other side they continued, asking her more question. I looked carefully each of her body movements. She placed discreetly her palm in front of her skirt and looked like she wanted to press herself in the crotch. Finally the call ended. We continued to the entrance of the park and she told me in worried voice “I have to pee somewhere, immediately“. My natural reaction was to tell her not to enter the park, but to return to the restaurant. Her answer shocked me: “I can pee in the bushes. I don’t care…” I couldn't believe what I heard! Of course, I didn't mind. I said nothing and we continued down the alley. I was very excited and I did my best not to show it. I was walking with a nice sexy girl, which are desperate to pee. I secretly hoped I could watch her peeing. She looked really worried and asked me to hurry. She was looking around to find a secluded spot in the bushes, despite the fact that it was full of people around. I convinced her to continue further in, where there are more secluded alleys and less people. Furthermore, I wanted to be a place without people around, so I could peek. It seemed that she didn’t care much and was ready to squat in the first bush, even if it was not so hidden. She confessed she wasn’t sure that she could make it. We were walking with a tense gait and she pushed me to hurry, almost running, kept saying how much she needed to pee. I realized that the situation is really serious and we really need to find a place as soon as possible. It was clear that she was going to make an accident. I realized, I was about to watch something interesting, but I didn't know if it would be peeing or wetting. As soon as we saw the first possible alley on the right we turned into it. There was a part with quite thick bushes and a big tree next to them. The bushes were an ideal shield from the alley and at the same time they were open to me. I suggested this place, although I was not sure she agreed, because it was very open from our side, so she couldn’t hide from me. But she agreed immediately! She handed me the folder she was carrying and she darted to the tree, raising the skirt. For my regret, she didn’t squat in a full view in front of me, but went behind the tree. I had a view of her knees and thighs, but her bottom and intimate parts were hidden from the tree. I could not see the stream from my position and pretended to be distracted I did a few steps forward to get a better view. I saw almost everything. She squatted very low down, her bottom almost touched the ground. She was concentrated on the process and didn’t notice me at first. I tried to look more and more and suddenly our eyes were met. She realized that I stared at her and giving me a smile, she moved a few steps behind the tree as she was still in a squat position and peeing. She blocked me to see her view however, I did not give up and walked slowly in the other direction, so that I could see her from the other side of the tree. I caught a glimpse of her naked ass, but she saw me again and started laughing. Then with a quick duck steps she moved out of my view again. She obviously wouldn't let me watch her freely, but at the same time she didn’t feel much uncomfortable that I was looking. I have a feeling that she was hiding more out of good manners than out of shame. I really wanted to go close to her and look at her directly, but I didn't dare do it. She continued to pee for a long time. At the moment I saw her standing up, I immediately went close to her. She hadn't even taken off her skirt yet. It turned out that while she was moving while peeing, she sprayed with pee her legs. She had to clean herself with napkins. I was very excited and aroused from her and she felt that. She said how much better felt now. I tried to prolong the conversation and she confessed that it was not the first time she peed in the park. But she said, that this time was quite emergency. She also explained me that the most convenience outfit for a girl to pee outside are short skirts and thongs. She explained me she didn't even take off her thongs, she just pulled them aside. I really didn't notice that her thongs were taken off, while she was peeing. Only her mini skirt was raised to the waist. This is one of the most impressive cases. Every time I walk by these bushes I think about my acquaintance. knarf11, huberp76, koyukoyu and 5 others 8 Quote Link to comment
Mary127 1,011 Posted January 16, 2022 Popular Post Share Posted January 16, 2022 Oh, I have a lot of desperation memories. One of the ones I look back on the most is in college, after a softball game. I had been getting more and more desperate the whole game, and i had a wet spot by the 8th inning. I told myself “just one more inning, we’ll all say good game, coach will give her speech, and I can go pee in the locker room, if I can get to a stall on time. There ended up being 3 extra innings and I was absolutely dying. We ended up winning, but I didn’t really care because as soon as we ended, me and my whole team ran for the locker rooms. The problem was, there were only 3 stalls, for over 20 of us, not including the showers. The stalls were filled immediately and so were the showers. I was stuck towards the back of the line, barely holding on, pee slowly spurting. Everyone was trying their hardest not to show it, but when you’ve been holding it for hours, it’s hard to make your desperation not obvious. Some of the girls had already taken off their shirts, shoes, pants, etc. The girl all the way in the back of the line was already naked because she wasted time taking everything off to prepare for the shower instead of getting in line. As embarrassing as that is, we’ve all seen each other naked, and we’ve all seen each other bursting, so it was nothing new. As the line got slowly shorter, the thought dawned on me that I probably wasn’t going to make it. Before you ask, no we couldn’t use the sinks because they were in the stalls. It was so hard to not wet myself, not just because I was bursting, but because just a few feet away, I could hear girls frantically running into the stalls, fumbling with their belts and buttons and zippers, and releasing a huge sigh or loan when the finally peed. One girl was so desperate she didn’t even lock the stall properly, meaning everyone could see her. A lot of girls leaked, as did me. I finally got into a stall and lost control while undoing my belt, but once I sat down it was the best pee of my life. After I showed, I noticed there were still two people in line. The aforementioned naked girl gave up and peed right there, and the girl in front of her was potty dancing profusely. She had but hands buried so hard into her crotch that I’m surprised it didn’t hurt. She tried to undo her belt in advance, but she literally could not take her hands out of her crotch or she would lose it. She didn’t make it slothmallow, theAnalyzer, mikev and 9 others 12 Quote Link to comment
GreenChile 828 Posted May 13, 2022 Share Posted May 13, 2022 On 1/16/2022 at 2:09 AM, Mary127 said: Oh, I have a lot of desperation memories. One of the ones I look back on the most is in college, after a softball game. I had been getting more and more desperate the whole game, and i had a wet spot by the 8th inning. I told myself “just one more inning, we’ll all say good game, coach will give her speech, and I can go pee in the locker room, if I can get to a stall on time. There ended up being 3 extra innings and I was absolutely dying. We ended up winning, but I didn’t really care because as soon as we ended, me and my whole team ran for the locker rooms. The problem was, there were only 3 stalls, for over 20 of us, not including the showers. The stalls were filled immediately and so were the showers. I was stuck towards the back of the line, barely holding on, pee slowly spurting. Everyone was trying their hardest not to show it, but when you’ve been holding it for hours, it’s hard to make your desperation not obvious. Some of the girls had already taken off their shirts, shoes, pants, etc. The girl all the way in the back of the line was already naked because she wasted time taking everything off to prepare for the shower instead of getting in line. As embarrassing as that is, we’ve all seen each other naked, and we’ve all seen each other bursting, so it was nothing new. As the line got slowly shorter, the thought dawned on me that I probably wasn’t going to make it. Before you ask, no we couldn’t use the sinks because they were in the stalls. It was so hard to not wet myself, not just because I was bursting, but because just a few feet away, I could hear girls frantically running into the stalls, fumbling with their belts and buttons and zippers, and releasing a huge sigh or loan when the finally peed. One girl was so desperate she didn’t even lock the stall properly, meaning everyone could see her. A lot of girls leaked, as did me. I finally got into a stall and lost control while undoing my belt, but once I sat down it was the best pee of my life. After I showed, I noticed there were still two people in line. The aforementioned naked girl gave up and peed right there, and the girl in front of her was potty dancing profusely. She had but hands buried so hard into her crotch that I’m surprised it didn’t hurt. She tried to undo her belt in advance, but she literally could not take her hands out of her crotch or she would lose it. She didn’t make it GEESH, that ending! Now I'll never watch college softball without wondering if that story has played out numerous times again, but great story Quote Link to comment
WiiGuy86 641 Posted May 13, 2022 Share Posted May 13, 2022 On 1/16/2022 at 3:09 AM, Mary127 said: Oh, I have a lot of desperation memories. One of the ones I look back on the most is in college, after a softball game. I had been getting more and more desperate the whole game, and i had a wet spot by the 8th inning. I told myself “just one more inning, we’ll all say good game, coach will give her speech, and I can go pee in the locker room, if I can get to a stall on time. There ended up being 3 extra innings and I was absolutely dying. We ended up winning, but I didn’t really care because as soon as we ended, me and my whole team ran for the locker rooms. The problem was, there were only 3 stalls, for over 20 of us, not including the showers. The stalls were filled immediately and so were the showers. I was stuck towards the back of the line, barely holding on, pee slowly spurting. Everyone was trying their hardest not to show it, but when you’ve been holding it for hours, it’s hard to make your desperation not obvious. Some of the girls had already taken off their shirts, shoes, pants, etc. The girl all the way in the back of the line was already naked because she wasted time taking everything off to prepare for the shower instead of getting in line. As embarrassing as that is, we’ve all seen each other naked, and we’ve all seen each other bursting, so it was nothing new. As the line got slowly shorter, the thought dawned on me that I probably wasn’t going to make it. Before you ask, no we couldn’t use the sinks because they were in the stalls. It was so hard to not wet myself, not just because I was bursting, but because just a few feet away, I could hear girls frantically running into the stalls, fumbling with their belts and buttons and zippers, and releasing a huge sigh or loan when the finally peed. One girl was so desperate she didn’t even lock the stall properly, meaning everyone could see her. A lot of girls leaked, as did me. I finally got into a stall and lost control while undoing my belt, but once I sat down it was the best pee of my life. After I showed, I noticed there were still two people in line. The aforementioned naked girl gave up and peed right there, and the girl in front of her was potty dancing profusely. She had but hands buried so hard into her crotch that I’m surprised it didn’t hurt. She tried to undo her belt in advance, but she literally could not take her hands out of her crotch or she would lose it. She didn’t make it Can't believe I missed this thread - this is a great experience, would love to hear more! Quote Link to comment
LifeIsStrange 1,003 Posted May 14, 2022 Share Posted May 14, 2022 3 hours ago, WiiGuy86 said: Can't believe I missed this thread - this is a great experience, would love to hear more! Same, god I wish the movie A League of Their Own had a scene like that. Quote Link to comment
Brenman 343 Posted June 16, 2022 Author Share Posted June 16, 2022 So you liked the university librarian recounting huh? You mention that you found really sexy the moment when as we stepped outside from the library into the cold night air, Kendra rapidly lefted her leg HIGH across her abdomen. This was truly very hot indeed, and in fact I can also tell you that as Kendra lifted her leg in the air, her lips let out a quiet but clearly audible, shaky, desperate sounding "oooooh...." and her eye brows furrowed up in an expression that was equally anxious, worried and anguished looking. It was as if the entire time in the library she'd managed to keep her desperation subtle enough to brush it off, but the moment the cold air hit her it was as painful for her as if someone had just decided to pee right in front of her, knowing how desperate she was, which of course I did... which let her get relief too though, broke the ice so to speak. You also mention the moment when i turned back to look at her as I was peeing and caught her holding herself through her skirt... it was a black, tight pencil skirt and she was holding herself through it, it was bunched up where she squeezed it but was still hugging her legs tightly. When she saw me see her, she exhaled quickly in embarrassment and let go of herself. Then, you ask if i saw her panties, yes she was wearing a navy blue thong that hugged her right butt cheeck beautifully as she had just moved it out of the way of her pussy to pee while her skirt was himed up around her waist. I saw her nice blue thong, her beautifully pale and globular butt cheecks, and her beautiful, hissing pussy lips to as Kendra fiercely peed and peed into the snow as her vocals were caught between sighing loudly in relief, catching her breath, and trying to talk loudly over her peeing to hide her shame, apologizing profusely about being at the end of her limit, emphasizing "ALL DAY" when saying the words "I went all day without peeing" seeming to indicate that her need had been pressing on her mind for several hours at least, but she'd dutifully put it off, and now left without a chouce, was having to relieve herself in the parking lot while a student kept guard, and unbeknownst to her got a show of a life time. Kendra was known for having a nice ass, a nice bubble butt on a thin girl, but it was truly amazing to see squatting nude as Kendra gushed with embrassed but needed relief. fetisher, daisyduke, Rxtree and 1 other 4 Quote Link to comment
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