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This story contains male desperation. We only publish it because it's part of the PP Watcher "Dilemma" stories. I suppose we all discovered desperation and peeing as being sexual at different times in our lives. For me it came late in life although at a young age I do have some memories of peeing and desperation. As a child of about 6 I can remember the girl across the street was my first experience with desperation and peeing. At that time it was simply curiosity and in no way was it sexually arousing to me. I was an only child, and had parents that didn't talk much about the differences between boys and girls. Susan and I had both loved to play in the big wooded area behind my house. We were the last house…
Read →What is the reason for mankind's obsession with control? Everyone has the message imprinted on their mind: control your life, control the lives of others, and control the world around you. Dangerous as it may be, it is a desire which we all share, it's in the DNA, it's instinct. For centuries man has controlled woman, and only recently has she fought back, but she didn't want equality, she wanted to have that control for herself. Nobody is exempt from this rule.That was how I justified what I was doing this afternoon. When a woman seems to be in trouble it should be natural to want to help her, now shouldn't it? Well I blew it today, and I really mean that. I just got home and I had to tell you guys about my…
Read →(A completely true incident that occurred in December 2000) The heat was rising in waves off the concrete apron of Adelaide’s’ airport as we boarded the turboprop driven Lockheed Metro for the flight to Coober Pede – the famous opal mining town in the Australian desert, a couple of hundred kilometers south of Alice Springs. Twenty–five assorted travelers climbed the two or three steps into the hot little cabin of the commuter plane and took their places in one of the two rows of twelve single seats that ran on either side of the narrow aisle. The twenty–fifth seat was placed in the aisle against the rear bulkhead, making the last row into a threesome. In the first pair of seats behind the curtained off flight…
Read →The following is a true and honest account of my wife, only her name has been changed. I met my wife some 14 years ago, while at the University. Jennifer was and still is a very hard working lady as well as a loving wife. She is 5ft. 10in.tall, weighs 9stone 12lbs, has dark hair and a tremendous figure. We married in 1990 and Jennifer qualified as a chartered accountant the following year. She now works for a large accountancy firm in Manchester, England. I have been to a number of professional functions with her and she has always turned men’s heads. When she goes to work she always wears a fitted suit and tights. The skirt is usually short enough to show off her legs but not so short as to make her look like…
Read →This episode only happened 3 weeks ago so it is still very fresh in my mind. We had driven into the countryside to visit a lovely pub to have Sunday lunch. Jennifer looked terrific as always in a black polar knit jumper, short maroon skirt and black opaque tights. We finished the meal, went for a short walk (about 20 minutes or so) and got back in the car to start the 30 minute journey home. We had only been travelling for 5 or 6 minutes when I saw Jennifer fidgeting in her seat and the look I know all too well came across her face. "I'm not going to make it home, can you pull over?" We had just reached a small village so she was hardly going to pee in front of someone’s house. "Just as soon as we get out of…
Read →I drive a number of miles to my office, always dressed in a fashionable suit. Since I'm self–employed I arrive quite early, before anyone else. One cold winter morning while it was raining a bit as well, I pulled my van from the garage and felt that I had to pee. But I didn't want to go back in and pull up my skirt, pull down my hose and panties, so I just went on to work. 15 miles from the office there was a wreck on the highway. Not too bad but it held up traffic for about 20 minutes. I had to pee ever so badly and no where to pull off the road to relieve myself. Finally traffic was moving again and it started to rain rather hard. Ten miles from the office, I felt a burst of hot pee gush through my panties.…
Read →A Walk through TownMy name is Debra and I’m in England. I am in my late 20s. Yesterday I really needed cheering up, something to distract me for a while, so I drank as much tea and water as I possibly could. Then I put on a mid– length blue skirt with my red silky shorts, and underneath those, I wore a pair of brand new dark blue lace knickers as well. I walked into town, as there were several things that I needed to do – go to the post office, take a prescription in, etc… By the time I got into town I was bursting to pee, but I ignored it and carried on with walking about the town. I was in agony but enjoying it, though I had to keep stopping continually and I must admit that when no one was looking I had to…
Read →This true story happened to me in October 1999 while in Basildon, England. I traveled to a small village in Basildon. The purpose of this visit was to film someone as they left a building on my camcorder. Fortunately for me, the building in question was about 50 yards from a railway station, so I knew I could sit and wait at the station without looking suspicious. I arrived at the village around lunchtime, which gave me a couple of hours to kill. I was wearing black jeans, a red sweater and new trainers, and as this is England, I had my coat on, too. I wasn’t prepared for the fact this was only a tiny village and not much was in it. I decided to take a walk around and see some of the next village when I…
Read →The High Mobility Multipurpose Wheeled Vehicle, "Humvee" for short, rode over the hardtop towards the emir’s palace. On the back sat the United States Ambassador, H. Johnson, and seated to his left sat General Riley. In front rode Sergeant Ros, the driver. Next to him, in the vehicle’s technical commander’s seat rode Colonel Fiona Brown, U.S. Army Nurse Corps. There had been a change of government in the emirate, resulting in the disappearance of some of the members of the ruling family. As they sped towards the palace, Fiona could see to her left the birds congregating around the crosses erected along the shoreline. That area was strictly off limits to All–American personnel. Fiona was a shapely, five–foot…
Read →Two Tourists – A tale and a sequel This story is set in the Soviet Union, beginning in the Communist era, when two women tourists decide to ignore the rules on export of restricted items. There are consequences for both, for one humiliating and the other highly inconvenient. The story involves a sequel, when there is a return to scene at a later time. Chapter 1 Alone at Last Irma Bradley and her friend and companion Helen Murzac stood at the entrance to the modest hotel they had occupied with their tour group for the last several days. They were waving farewell to the others of the group with whom they had been touring the Soviet Union for the past two weeks. The time was 1983, the place a town not far from…
Read →I want to tell you about when I went shopping last night.... I was kind of dying to pee when I arrived – I came straight from work. I went to the local Coles’ (a supermarket here) and looked for a ladies, but couldn't find one! Not wanting to waste too much time, I went for the 'quick shop', and thought I could maybe get home. While I enjoy peeing in my panties, I am not usually a public person! Anyway, with a couple of minor 'drips', and a bit of holding and crossing my legs, I made it to the last aisle... But I had forgotten two things – so I went to the first and then the problem started! While walking to the next item, I bumped into a corner (trying to rush I suppose) and let out a bigger gush of pee...…
Read →Well, you might have heard of the song, "Ferry Cross the Mersey" (Johnny and the Pacemakers) about the trip on the Mersey river in Liverpool. It was a nice sunny day yesterday – the first we’ve had here for ages, so I took the ferry to Liverpool and back for some fresh air. It takes about an hour, all told. I hadn’t been to the toilet since the night before and realized almost as soon as I got on the boat that I would need to pee. It didn’t bother me as I enjoy feeling full, and anyway there were toilets on the boat in case I got desperate. Well, believe it or not, the toilets were being repaired, both the men’s and the ladies’ rooms! I was getting desperate, I thought I’d be able to make it back but after…
Read →Going, Going, Gondola … Susan’s legs were beginning to ache, deep down inside her thigh muscles. Her first ski trip for five years, combined with last night’s activities with Jeff were beginning to take their toll. She was grateful when someone in the group suggested they stop at one of the little chalets dotting the side of the mountain for a drink. She gently glided to a halt, clicked out of her skis, loosened her boots and followed everyone inside. The chalet was a family–run business, serving about 30–40 people at most. Their specialty was Gluhwein – heated red wine liberally laced with herbs and spices. She sat down on Jeff’s lap and held her glass as they all toasted each other. Sue immediately felt a…
Read →I stumbled across your site about 2 weeks ago, and at first thought it was weird! But in a few days, I was so curious I came back for another look, and now think that peeing is sexy! I saw all your stories, and thought I would tell you about my first outdoor peeing experience, which took place today! Me? I'm 25, about 5"6 tall, and though not a supermodel, I am often called "cute." I like myself, anyway. I am a bisexual – I like girls more, because they know how to please another girl – and I had some bad guy experiences as a younger teen. But anyway... I was in the mall today, and was kind of horny since I had been looking at your site before I went out. I kind of planned to see how far I would go in public –…
Read →Tina rushed into the bus station and threw her bags onto the floor while almost breathlessly she told the man behind the counter she needed a ticket for the bus going to Brisbane.She handed her money over quickly and glanced at the line on the bus. There was only one person having their ticket checked now. No time for her to use the bathroom in the station. Well there are toilets on the coach. I'll go when I get on, she thought to herself, grabbing her bags and walking towards the bus. She had her ticket checked and got onto the bus, taking a seat at the back. A very attractive guy about her age got onto the bus and sat down about 2 seats across from her, since it was the backseat which was a long one. He…
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