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Hey, all! I go to Texas A&M and last night was our first viewing session in Film Studies. We were watching Gone With the Wind, which is about 4hrs long. Anyway, the professor asked that none of us leave our seats and disturb the class. About 3 hrs into it I noticed that two girls in front of me had started whispering to each other. One told the other that she "had to pee so bad". Finally something interesting!! From that point on I could not tell you how the movie went, as I was too busy watching this girl. There was a large amount of weight shifting and leg twisting going on. With about 15 minutes left in the movie, I noticed that this girl started whimpering very quietly and I could see tears glinting on her…
Read →I'm a woman who gets very aroused by the sight of another girl or woman who is desperate to pee. Maybe that's because I love to pee and I love to hold my pee. I work in an office and I often hold off going to pee as long as I can. This has caused me to squirt pee into my panties on several occasions. I nearly always wear dresses or skirts to work and no one can see me when I'm behind my desk. I sometimes sit at my desk put my hand under my skirt and play with my pussy thru my panties. It feels so good to press my hand up against my pussy when I have to pee and the more I have to pee the better it feels. I also play other solo pee games at work but I'll save them for later because I want to talk about…
Read →It is my pleasure to share this experience with you. It's one that I wish I could live over and over again. A couple of months back I was joining one of my neighbors in celebrating her birthday. She had planned to have a limo take a bunch of us into the city to go to a club. Sounded fine to me. It was a horrible night out weather wise though. It had been pouring rain since early in the afternoon and showed no signs of slowing. The bunch of us included two other guys, five girls, all of who were very attractive, I must say, and myself. So off we headed, the city was about half an hour from our apartments. The drive on this night was taking a bit longer due to the heavy rain. On our way there I noticed some…
Read →Melissa crossed her legs and tried to look normal as she listened to the professor and took notes, but beneath her desk she was more than distracted. All the coke she had at lunch was now anxious to leave her body and her bladder was filled to the max. She squeezed her thighs together and tried to ignore the pressure between her legs and pay attention to the professor instead. She glanced up at the clock on the wall – 30 more minutes until this class was due to get out. She hoped the lesson would be short and the professor would let the class out early. Mother Nature was offering no assistance as a heavy rain fell steadily outside the window to her right. The constant sound of rain on the roof and splashing…
Read →Yesterday we had a night ski trip to a small ski resort with just one slope. We had a little race scheduled for 7, and due to heavy traffic, we didn't get there until 10 minutes prior to start. There were about 20 people in our group. There was heavy drinking going on during the bus ride, and right when we finally got there, several of the guys went straight out and peed in the snow. When I got out of the bus, I could see three girls starting to walk down to the little town to search for a bathroom, as I had hoped. But our leader shouted after them to come back, as we had to hurry to get to the start of the race. So we all got our skies and got to the lift quickly, and the race started. Everybody was to go…
Read →Measure for Measure for Pleasure ( Part 1 ) It was with considerable pleasure that Katie anticipated the visit of her cousin Jane. Katie and Jane's mother being sisters, only separated in by two years in age, they had always enjoyed a close loving relationship, which had strengthened as they grew up. Even when they each left home to get married they still maintained close contact. Romaly (Katie's mum) had married first. She had married John, then an aspiring legal clerk now a successful solicitor. On the other hand, Heather, Jane's mum, had fallen madly in love with Joe, an assistant grounds man, who although he was diligent and conscientious had taken years to become head grounds man. Joe and Heather lived…
Read →Measure for Measure for Pleasure ( Part 2 ) When Katie had Joan and her mum to stay, she found that Jane had a severe weak bladder problem, which as it got better, made Jane increasingly randy. Katie became aware of her increasing responsibility so that when they left the village pub that night, she wished she had persuaded Jane to go to the loo before they left.As she felt the cool night air beneath her skirt she herself felt the need to wee, and was certain that Jane must be feeling it much more acutely. The fact that Jane had to wear an incontinence pair of panties that could not be removed without help made her more aware of her protective role with her friend. As they made their way up the village street…
Read →Those readers who are familiar with the events than had occurred earlier that afternoon will know that, following an accident (I wet my panties) while on the phone, had coincided with Ian's (my husband) unexpected return from work. Both of us where so turned on by my wet state, it had resulted in torrid wet sex, (during which I had peed myself again) we were so carried away. Sadly we had to desist, because I needed to pick up our son from school. While I was waiting outside the school, my son was invited out to tea. Which meant that when I returned home we would free to begin where we had left off. At Ian's insistence I was wearing the panties I had wet twice already, which was a big turn on. As a result, the…
Read →She was sitting on the steps just around the corner from the club, head back against the wall, a small sack halfway off her shoulders, belly bared, and with a small pool under her butt. Melanie stopped to look at her. Late teens, probably, left behind when drink had gotten to her head and her companions wanted to party on. A pretty girl, long–limbed, with straight fair hair and a pale complexion; she looked almost transparent in her vulnerability. The dark stain on her jeans added to the helpless look. Melanie bent to shake her shoulder. "Hey. Please, wake up." The girl moaned. "Come on. You can't sit here." She opened a pair of round blue eyes and looked up at Melanie. "What's...? Where are they? Who are you?…
Read →"Here's my expense report, Ms. DiPesto!" said Henry. Erin Bouvier didn't even look up. She didn't appreciate the joke, since she didn't think she looked like Agnes DiPesto from Moonlighting. She did have very large eyes. There was, she supposed, some association. But she was also an odd duck. She liked period clothing. These days, she wore her salt and pepper hair in a wing cut. She favored wrap dresses, ribbed hose and ankle strap high heels. She told the curious she just liked different styles. She saw it in a magazine. Simple as that. Henry saw more, Henry liked her. While friends at work were always a bonus, she hoped he wouldn't act on it. He wasn't bad looking; she just never dated anyone from work.…
Read →Squirming nervously, Jenni felt the sweat trickling down her back as the four armed men paced around the room watching. Four hours ago, a group of masked gunmen had stormed their high school, taking a large part of the school hostage. Arriving too late to help, the police held position around the school perimeter. Watching, like the rest of her classmates, Jenni waited for something to happen. Unfortunately, it wasn't what she wanted.An hour ago, her filling bladder started sending signals to her brain. Now those signals were urgent, but she was too scared to ask for the bathroom. Noticing some of her friends were in the same position was some comfort, but that comfort was eroding quickly as her bladder…
Read →I have been a 'wetter' since i was about 12 – I am 26 now and still wet myself more than once a week! I used to think I was strange, but when I got the internet a couple of months ago i realized that there were plenty of girls like me, and plenty of guys who like it... Also, since I found your site I have been a little bolder about where I wet myself – I used to do most of it at home, like in the back or front yard – there were times I did it 'publicly', but I have been doing it a whole lot more in the past month! I have always been a bit of a showoff – I like to wear short skirts and sometimes even flash my panties or butt at guys, but now I like to pee outside too. So I though you might like to know about…
Read →Your pages and stories are awesome. After reading them I had to try to experience the feeling of orgasmic pain of a bulging bladder so well described by others. I have never had an accident but decided I would like to experience one. Definitely not in public though! That would be too mortifying. When I arrived home from work I could have definitely used the facilities but instead I drank two quarts of water. I made dinner and about an hour later I then decided to go to the grocery store for a few things. I figured being in public would prevent me from wimping out from the discomfort of my now uncomfortably full bladder and I wanted to savor the squirming feeling. I made it home without any real problem and,…
Read →Ashley was a junior in high school and she was going on a big date with a guy named Josh. Really big news in our school, it spread like wildfire. This to my knowledge happened in less than three hours and the school had over 8 hundred students. This was hot news because Ashley was the head of the cheerleading squad and Josh was the captain of the football team. Well the fame and popularity of this date was skyrocketing by the minute and Ashley was getting nervous because all she heard about was how this is going to stake your social reputation for the rest of your high school life. She, of course, was stressing real bad and she was drinking pop, water, and tea non–stop or so it seemed to her; it only got worse…
Read →Hi, My name is Elizabeth and I'm from England, I love this web site and visit frequently to read the latest stories and look at the pictures. I am not gay but get turned on by female desperation; anyway I had to tell someone what happened to me today.... I love playing holding games and getting myself into desperate situations in public, I always wait until I'm in the privacy of my own home before letting go though, perhaps in tight trousers or jeans or with nothing on in the bath or shower. Well today was a bit different, I was out shopping with a long skirt on and a sweater, just casual I suppose; and I was really feeling full, I'd had plenty to drink and couldn't remember the last time i had been to the…
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