Mbgpeelover 8,719 Posted August 21, 2022 ✨ Legendary Member Popular Post Share Posted August 21, 2022 An Omo poem about a busy house with only one loo and a mum who needs to go… I woke up nice and early As desperate as can be Rushed straight into the bathroom For a long and lovely pee. Then I went into the kitchen Where it was just the cat and me To catch up on the daily news with a nice big mug of tea. But soon the others woke up And they all queued for the shower We’re a very busy family They’d be no loo for an hour! You see we only have one bathroom No en-suite or small loo So I crossed my legs while cooking eggs And made another brew! The first came in a towel He looked and smelt so clean But all that I was wanting Was to go where he’d just been! He sat and ate some breakfast As he talked about his school While I gently rubbed my tummy My bladder felt so full! Next I saw my husband All smart in suit and tie He kissed my cheek and hugged me Winking as he said goodbye I tried to sneak upstairs again For a really needed wee But the door was locked, the shower on And I squirmed for all to see! “Stop that mum! That isn’t cool” Came a gruff voice from a bed “I’m next in line, Is that the time?” “I’ll be quick!” was all I said He looked at me and swung his legs Then barked, “I’m sorry mum!” One hand gripped his pj front And the other clutched his bum! I hid my eyes and looked away It was not a sight to see! I ran into my bedroom Still bursting for a pee! Behind the door I squirmed and danced As urges came so strong This wasn’t great, I’d need to wait Though I wasn’t sure how long! Minutes past I heard a call “Mum, where’s my favourite top?” But my hand was pushed between my legs I was scared to move or stop! “I think it’s on your bedroom floor!” I gasped back in despair. “But now it’s creased and dirty And I don’t know what to wear!” I leaned against the bedroom wall And tensed my thighs so tight I handed her another top That I hoped would be alright Then I raced across the landing And knocked the bathroom door “Is anybody in there? I can not wait much more!” “Sorry mum, I’m in the bath I’ll shout you when it’s free” In dire need I grabbed myself I REALLY had to pee! Frightened I might wet myself I wondered where to go So I went down to the kitchen And paced back to and fro I was only in my nightdress And my flowery granny pants When I spotted something shiny: A dish that was my aunt’s! The precious family heirloom Kept out for all to see But now it seemed the perfect thing To use for me to pee! I danced and squirmed a little more But when the pressure peaked My bladder couldn’t take the strain My poor urethra leaked! I’d been holding on for ages Bursting for so long I slid my hand inside my pants But I knew I hadn’t long! I grabbed the dish with just one hand And placed it on the floor Then I tried to pull my knickers down while leaking more and more! I squatted over best I could Warm urine leaking out Terrified that I’d be caught Just then I heard a shout “Mum that’s me done, the toilet’s free Did you say you had to go? I heard him coming down the stairs I had to stop the flow! I’d only dribbled in the dish But my knickers were all wet I tried to stop, just one last drop, And then I heard his step! I stood up straight and grabbed the dish I had no time to think With urine dripping down my legs I placed it in the sink I smiled at my grown up son Then raced up to the loo Still absolutely desperate There was nothing I could do With knickers on I peed so fast Relieved I even swore And then my daughter walked right in Cos I hadn’t shut the door! “Oh sorry mum! Oh what a shock The floor’s wet, did you know?” “Yes that was me, I’m sorry love I really had to go!” “That’s ok. It can’t be helped. It happens to me too! I think you need to drink less tea… And we need another loo!” for anyone unable to read it: I woke up nice and early As desperate as can be Rushed straight into the bathroom For a long and lovely pee. Then I went into the kitchen Where it was just the cat and me To catch up on the daily news with a nice big mug of tea. But soon the others woke up And they all queued for the shower We’re a very busy family They’d be no loo for an hour! You see we only have one bathroom No en-suite or small loo So I crossed my legs while cooking eggs And made another brew! The first came in a towel He looked and smelt so clean But all that I was wanting Was to go where he’d just been! He sat and ate some breakfast As he talked about his school While I gently rubbed my tummy My bladder felt so full! Next I saw my husband All smart in suit and tie He kissed my cheek and hugged me Winking as he said goodbye I tried to sneak upstairs again For a really needed wee But the door was locked, the shower on And I squirmed for all to see! “Stop that mum! That isn’t cool” Came a gruff voice from a bed “I’m next in line, Is that the time?” “I’ll be quick!” was all I said He looked at me and swung his legs Then barked, “I’m sorry mum!” One hand gripped his pj front And the other clutched his bum! I hid my eyes and looked away It was not a sight to see! I ran into my bedroom Still bursting for a pee! Behind the door I squirmed and danced As urges came so strong This wasn’t great, I’d need to wait Though I wasn’t sure how long! Minutes past I heard a call “Mum, where’s my favourite top?” But my hand was pushed between my legs I was scared to move or stop! “I think it’s on your bedroom floor!” I gasped back in despair. “But now it’s creased and dirty And I don’t know what to wear!” I leaned against the bedroom wall And tensed my thighs so tight I handed her another top That I hoped would be alright Then I raced across the landing And knocked the bathroom door “Is anybody in there? I can not wait much more!” “Sorry mum, I’m in the bath I’ll shout you when it’s free” In dire need I grabbed myself I REALLY had to pee! Frightened I might wet myself I wondered where to go So I went down to the kitchen And paced back to and fro I was only in my nightdress And my flowery granny pants When I spotted something shiny: A dish that was my aunt’s! The precious family heirloom Kept out for all to see But now it seemed the perfect thing To use for me to pee! I danced and squirmed a little more But when the pressure peaked My bladder couldn’t take the strain My poor urethra leaked! I’d been holding on for ages Bursting for so long I slid my hand inside my pants But I knew I hadn’t long! I grabbed the dish with just one hand And placed it on the floor Then I tried to pull my knickers down while leaking more and more! I squatted over best I could Warm urine leaking out Terrified that I’d be caught Just then I heard a shout “Mum that’s me done, the toilet’s free Did you say you had to go? I heard him coming down the stairs I had to stop the flow! I’d only dribbled in the dish But my knickers were all wet I tried to stop, just one last drop, And then I heard his step! I stood up straight and grabbed the dish I had no time to think With urine dripping down my legs I placed it in the sink I smiled at my grown up son Then raced up to the loo Still absolutely desperate There was nothing I could do With knickers on I peed so fast Relieved I even swore And then my daughter walked right in Cos I hadn’t shut the door! “Oh sorry mum! Oh what a shock The floor’s wet, did you know?” “Yes that was me, I’m sorry love I really had to go!” “That’s ok. It can’t be helped. It happens to me too! I think you need to drink less tea… And we need another loo!” ola93, DespAndHold, Weasel and 9 others 8 1 3 Quote Link to comment
TheLoneRanger 314 Posted August 22, 2022 Share Posted August 22, 2022 Congrats. That was nicely written with great imagery. Quote Link to comment
holding-myself 355 Posted August 22, 2022 Share Posted August 22, 2022 Funny idea to write some lyric about a desperate situation 😁 Quote Link to comment
stinklerus 389 Posted August 22, 2022 Share Posted August 22, 2022 Great poem. Thanks for writing and posting it. Quote Link to comment
Spectator9 955 Posted August 22, 2022 Share Posted August 22, 2022 Well done! I've written a poem or two, and it's hard to get the meter just right. But you did it! Quote Link to comment
Spectator9 955 Posted August 22, 2022 Share Posted August 22, 2022 For the male desperation fans, the Saga of Gordie: Gordie was a brawny fellow, Fair of face with temper mellow. His one weakness, some did think Was his fondness for the drink. Every night he took a trip To the pub for hearty nip. Pints he chugged, and while he sat On his stool, with all he'd chat. 'Bout eleven, more or less, He would stand and then confess "That's enough for this fine night. I've got work at morning's light." Off to his small room he'd wend, Pausing first, you can depend, For a massive, beery piss, Giving him uncommon bliss. Then in Morpheus' lap he'd bide, Sleeping until morningtide. Up and off to work he'd go, Whether heat or rain or snow. 'T'was the middle of September, P'raps October, few remember, But on one autumnal date Gordie did miscalculate. It began as any other, He downed pint, and then another, While he talked and joked and laughed, Hardly counting what he'd quaffed. Not surprisingly, he felt Growing pressure 'neath his belt. Just the usual sensation Telling need for urination. Always Gordie did ignore Signals from his lower core, For he could hold quite a bit In his body strong and fit. When, in time, the need was sensed, Sphincter muscles Gordie tensed. As his bladder came to fill, He'd control it to his will. But this night the urge was strong, Each contraction lasting long. Something now had gone amiss. Gordie really had to piss! This ain't right, the big man thought. I can always drink a lot, Holding it for many hour With my bladder's muscle power. Now, however, he was bursting From his overzealous thirsting. Extra pints he drank tonight. All were adding to his plight. It was scarcely ten past ten, Nowhere near the hour when He normally would take his leave, And his bladder could relieve. Gordie had a reputation For controlling urination. Never did he need to seek The urinal to take a leak. Not until eleven could He leave, although he knew he should. He had to hold it as expected Without any strain detected. From his handsome, scowling brow, A bit of sweat it did allow. His callused paw, in motion quick, Furtively did pinch his d*ck. He shifted weight upon the stool, Yet nothing could abate the cruel Increasing pressure, as he tried To keep a sea of piss inside. As he watched the slothful clock, He pinched again his awesome cock, To will his muscle to obey And hold his piss in, come what may. But then the stronger urges came, And then he knew no will could tame Their power, so with fleeting smile He put his feet upon the tile. "Friends, the hour has come," he said, "For me to amble to my bed. "I know it's early, but I tire. "Beer has quenched my inner fire." Stepping toward the outside door, Urges he could not ignore Really caught him off his guard. Gordie squeezed his willie hard. To his horror, to his shock, A mighty burst escaped his c*ck. While his friends' eyes opened wide, Appeared a spot he could not hide. His body shook, his visage paled As his tired sphincter failed. Rapidly the spot did grow And he groaned, "Oh, f*ck! Oh, no!" Now his barmates gasped and tittered, When the dark'ning stream that glittered Poured on down the denim blue, To spatter on his workman's shoe. Gordie, frozen first with fear, Saw the barroom portal near. With a strangled, anguished shout And face afire, he ran out. He raced o'er the cobblestone, His only wish to cower alone Safe, secure, in his small room, So he could contemplate his doom. And while he lay curled in a ball, From out his door a voice did call. "Gordie boy! Out of your cot! "We must give thanks for scene so hot!" With shaking hand the door he oped, To greet a crowd that he had hoped To never see again, his mates In front of whom he'd sealed his fate. "That was a sight! That was a thrill!" They shouted, "So we hope you will "Come drink with us tomorrow, please. "Just say you will, don't be a tease!" It seems that watching Gordie piss Was more erotic than a kiss. In pants of those who chanced to see, Boners popped lasciviously. "I haven't been so hard in years," Said one old man with joyful tears. "The hottest thing in my long life. "Can hardly wait to greet my wife!" And so, dear reader, all is well. Our Gordie gets to drink a spell With all his mates, and when he's filled, His pee-performance leaves them thrilled. So think of that if you perchance To hold too long and piss your pants. It just might make your partner horny Better than some pictures porny. Quote Link to comment
nappypants 1,403 Posted August 22, 2022 Share Posted August 22, 2022 Postscript verse to the original… “I agree, that’s what we need, To keep everyone happy. But until then, to save the floor, I think I’ll wear a nappy!” Quote Link to comment
Labzu 11 Posted August 23, 2022 Share Posted August 23, 2022 Great poem well done x Quote Link to comment
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