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This is actually a true story. The Hyatt San Francisco will never be the same again. Lisa stirred slightly, sensing more than feeling movement on the other side of the bed. The mattress momentarily tilted as her companion swung her legs around and sat up. Briefly opening one eye she saw 5:47 in bright red digits on the hotel alarm clock. Closing her eye she settled back down for another hour of sleep.Drifting back into her slumber Lisa heard Sandi walking towards the bathroom. Sandi opened the door, lifted up the creaky toilet seat and after a few seconds Lisa recognized the familiar sounds of a full–blooded bladder–bursting morning pee splashing violently into the pan. Her last thoughts as consciousness…
Read →This event happened not so long back when I went with my friend out shopping. The details are a bit hazy hence the reason why the story is so short. However, I shall be writing another soon in a bit more depth. Hope you enjoy..... Sophie saw the queue of cars all trying to get into one place, the mall car parking lot. Sophie and her best pal Laura had decided to go shopping on this sunny Saturday morning. ˜I can't believe how many people have decided to come shopping today!" mentioned Laura as she sat patiently at the wheel of the car. ˜I know, it is a bit busy – oh well, we'll soon forget about it once we start our shopping spree" said Sophie. Sophie, 19 years old, 5ft 10inches with long brown hair,…
Read →When she saw the long line waiting for the elevators Amy thought she probably should go to the ladies' room in the hotel lobby. She had to pee very badly. But just then the doors opened and everyone started getting in. She stepped quickly inside, hoping it wouldn't take more than a few minutes to get to her floor. She knew she could hold it for a few minutes. Amy's room was on the 26th floor. There were about ten other people on the elevator. They all pressed the buttons for their stops and the elevator began to move. Amy really had to go. Really badly. The cramping and burning sensation in her bladder was getting stronger. Why did she drink three martinis and then all those cups of coffee in the bar? She…
Read →Hi. This is my true story and my name is Jennifer. I was looking through one of my old diaries (from when I was 18) and here's one that I found near the beginning pages, it was on one of my April school days. The day started out as usual, I woke up at about 8:30 and as part of my schedule I got out of bed needing to pee. But this morning my sister had swiped the out fit I had left in the hamper on the end of my bed and ran right to the downstairs bathroom. Since my sister was too lazy and she often left her side of the dresser completely messed up and I hadn't thrown my load of laundry in yet, I had been forced to rummage through her side of the dresser. She didn't organize things so sometimes her panties…
Read →This story starts off when my friend and I decided to take a trip to a local clothing store. My friend's name was Jenny and my name is Stacy. Anyway, here's the whole story: I had just gotten up and it was a warm spring day outside. Jenny would be here any minute and because her car was in the shop we were going to take a cab there. I slipped into a short white skirt and some matching white cotton panties, I always like to coordinate. I was surprisingly thirsty, so I drank about three glasses of water and I slipped on a bra and a shirt. then, the doorbell rang, it was Jenny, "Just a sec" I said. I felt a small urge to pee but there was no time, so I ran to the door, grabbed some money, and we left. We were…
Read →This is a story about a time when I went with my college roommate and some of my girlfriends to my dad's cabin up in northern Wisconsin. Anyway we got up there and we were having a great time when my roommate, Abby, had to use the bathroom. She went in and came out and said that the bathroom didn't work. So I said to go outside. She went outside and came right back in and said that some guys from college had followed us up there and they were waiting outside. Now there were 5 girls and 4 guys and no working bathrooms. The guys came in and we all started drinking. All this time I had to go really bad and so did all of my friends from what I could see. None of us wanted to go in front of them so we asked them to…
Read →Our long awaited spiritual retreat weekend was finally upon us. We packed the essentials and headed out toward the rustic cottage in the woods. This place is very familiar to us, as we do this twice a year. The beds are bunk style, but Chris and I remove the top mattress to make one larger bed on the bottom. We brought our own goose down comforters to place over the mattresses for comfort. We arrived Friday morning at 6 AM and began our day with a peaceful meditation, followed by a walk in nature. After swimming in the lake, we dressed for dinner. We went to a nearby bar and grille and had salads and lots of spring water. The sunny afternoon was quickly changing into a dark and cloud covered evening. The local…
Read →Stacy was only 18, 5' 9" tall with a curvy yet slim looking figure, shoulder length blonde hair, but her best assets by a mile were her eyes. Amazing dazzling blue eyes that seemed to sparkle whenever she smiled. It was on a college archaeology weekend and we paired up to find some old roman remains on a site in west Yorkshire that I can't remember the name of. She looked amazing in her light blue denim pedal–pushers and I remember the way she got embarrassed when she realized that compared to the rest of the people she wasn't appropriately dressed to go digging! It was about 2.30pm and we were due back at camp at 5.00pm. She turned to me and asked: "Are there any loos around here? I'm bursting." I said that…
Read →She stood, with her hands together behind her back, her feet together side–by side, her back straight, her face forward. Standing to attention. Wincing against the intense feeling in her bladder, as though it would burst at any moment. In front of her, the giggling continued. 'I don't know who you are,' she whispered, 'but this isn't funny.' The giggling grew a little louder. She frowned, and wished she could duck down, or bend her knees, or do anything to stop this feeling that churned inside her, but she could not. Her name was Jodie Knight, and she had been on her way to work. She was only nineteen and had recently started a job working as a cashier at a local bank. It was fairly standard, all she ever had…
Read →Only once did I ever deliberately cause Cindy to become overly desperate or wet her pants. As I mentioned before, she was an Army Brat and she was living at home while attending college. It was a good arrangement for her for she could do as she pleased, yet managed to save money on rent. On this particular Saturday afternoon we went with her dad "The Colonel", her mom and her younger brother and sister for a picnic at the park on the base where here father was stationed. Now the Colonel was a very strict military man when it came to military protocol. One of the protocols that anyone that has served in the service of any United States Military unit is aware of is retreat. The time of day when Taps is played…
Read →Anne looked at him as they stood at the bar, and whispered "Please let's go now I am almost wetting my panties". She felt his hand under the front of her leather skirt making its way up her legs, his fingers rubbed over her cunt through the cotton gusset encountering her wetness "you're doing it already" he observed. "It's not just leaked wee – it's love juice, I am dying to come as well" she giggled. Then his fingers began to rub and tease, her thighs now were pressed together forcing the leaking pee to pond round the seat of her panties.The damp feeling round her bottom gave her a feeling of naughtiness, of being rude in public. Then as his fingers traced round her cunt lips, she felt herself responding,…
Read →Hi there, I wanted to tell you about my experience in the park yesterday. Now I really like to pee myself, even in public occasionally, but I am usually prepared – like I have a spare pair of panties at work or in my handbag. But today was different. I like to walk in the park sometimes at lunch to keep in shape. I was doing my usual, wearing a pair of short black tights (which show my butt nicely) and a drab grey shirt. I had taken an hour for lunch so I could do a slightly longer walk, feeling a little guilty for all the chocolate I had eaten the day before – I like the fact both guys and girls look twice at me sometimes, and don't want to lose that! Well, I was kind of busting to pee, but I persisted on,…
Read →I never thought that ripping a pair of pants could be a good thing! I came to work this morning, and then went in for a pee – looked down, and there was a gaping hold in my slacks! The first thing I did was start to walk funny, and then made a lame excuse to get an hour of work to go to the city and get a replacement pair real fast. I went into town and got the new pair, and then had a wild idea – I had never wet myself in a pair of pants in public before! I always wear a skirt so the pee can come out without showing too bad. And since I had a spare pair now, I got excited and thought this would be a great idea. First I went to the food hall and got the largest coke I could find – I kind of already needed to…
Read →After reading other peoples confessions I decided to send you mine. So here it is: Hi, my name is Jenny, I am 28 and now an ex trolley dolly (air hostess). My story starts when I was working for a major UK airline. Our flight was due to depart at 10.30am local time but due to a technical fault in the toilet dump valve. This is the valve that opens to the atmosphere and allows all the waste to be dropped over the ocean on long hall flights. Nowadays this system is illegal and has been replaced by a modern self–contained system. After a two–hour delay we finally boarded the passengers and made them comfortable. During this time I noticed that I needed to pee, after all I had been without a toilet for about 3…
Read →Voyeurism at public library in Cape Town. I had to take my books back to check them out again and even though it was raining outside, braved the cold and driving rain. The road was awash with water, as our long–awaited spring showers finally arrived with angry thunder and huge black murderous clouds. I made my way across the road to the shelter at the taxi stop and joined the other people already waiting there. It was a little after half past eight in the morning and so their were a ton of people moving about and I was feeling lucky to have managed to score a day off from teaching, instead of having to trudge to work through this highly inclement weather. At 8:35 the taxi pulled up and squeezed as many of…
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