I was about 9 years old and i was at my best friend Erins house.We were haning out, outside and i really had to go pee, since we were in a tree i held it in.Eventually it really started to hurt, alot! I finally said oh erin i gotta go really bad and she said me too!Seeing as how she was a better tree climber she got down first and to the bathroom first.Erin took her time to go, meanwhile i was crouched down on the floor ready to cry.By the time she came out i was about to go!When i got in the bathroom i went in pants over the toilet,because i couldnt hold it in long enough so i ended up with wet pants.My dad came and got me and i took 2 showers one with my cloths another normal.HOW EMBARRESING!?
I was out driving around and I suddenly had to pee. I was in the center of the business district of town so I couldn't just pull off and pee in the street. I stopped at a Subway to use their bathroom but there was already somebody in there. She was only in there for like 2 minutes though and I rushed in only to find out just how tight my shorts were. I tugged and pulled and sucked in my tiny stomach and they finally started to pull down...just as I started to piss myself and by time I was able to squat over the bowl they were soaked. I walked out of the bathroom into the crowded restaurant totally embarrassed, and even had a guy smack my ass and call me a baby.
He had told her. He had told her about the fetish he had with seeing a woman desperate and even on rare occasion, watching them pee their pants.
Surprisingly, she didn't freak out as she shyly admitted to having a fetish for it also. They had just never put it into practice...not yet anyway. Tomorrow, he hoped to finally do just that. He spent a long while thinking about the execution of his fantasy-trying to figure out where he could take her and what they would do. He decided that he'd take her for a nice picnic in the next county over. It was a decent car ride away and neither of them would really know where they were going.
He got up early in the morning and prepared their picnic meal. He packed sandwiches and all sorts of other goodies. He, of course, also packed plenty of drinks. After he finished making their picnic, he walked quietly into their bedroom and gently woke her. After hearing of the day's plans, she smiled and got in the shower. Within the hour, she was ready to go.
On the way out of the house, she grabbed a bottle of water of out the fridge. He grinned as he walked out the door behind her. Perfect.
He knew her capacity fairly well. One bottle of water would make her need to go eventually, but not desperately. As we pulled into the parking lot, she'd only drunk about three quarters of the bottle. Good enough.
He pulled the picnic basket out of the back of the car along with another bag of assorted things. The couple found a nice quiet spot in the park. He had picked the perfect day. Beautiful weather for a picnic. He pulled a large blanket out of the bag and spread it out over the ground. He laid down first and motioned for her to follow. He wouldn't make her drink. Not yet. She put her head on his chest and the two just lied there.
After about and hour of relaxation, he suggested that the two of them toss around the frisbee he packed. She willingly obliged and jumped up and play frisbee they did.
The sky was just starting to turn that light pink, just before the sun starts to set. He pulled her into a hug and kissed her forehead. He then suggested they eat their picnic meal. He pulled out their sandwiches and grapes and even her favorite, chocolate-covered strawberrys and hand fed them to her. He also poured her a nice large glass of wine and smiled inwardly as she finished off her first glass. Another hour and his deepest fantasy would come true. Watching her in desperation. He was starting to get hard, just thinking about it.
Sure enough, about an hour later, she started squirming. He had been smart enough to pace himself. He knew that she'd never willingly relieve herself here, in public. He asked her what was wrong, and, as he expected, she admitted that she needed to pee. She also mentioned that she wasn't really that desperate, but that she would need a bathroom soon. Perfect timing.
He suggested that they head home, considering there were no bathrooms around. He asked her if she thought she could make it. She hesitated a moment and then nodded. They walked back to the car, hand in hand.
With about a half hour to go, he glanced toward his girlfriend of close to a year and noticed that she was squirming significantly more. She would cross her legs and then recross them the other way from time to time. He again asked her how she was doing and she said that she really needed to pee, but she thought she would be able to hold it until they got home. He was so completely aroused by this point, that he was having a hard time concentrating on the road. He didn't think she noticed his hard on. It was too dark.
They hit some really heavy traffic when they were about ten minutes from home. By this point, he had to pee also, but his situation was far less dire than hers. He watched her continuously check to see if the traffic was moving out of the corner of his eye. He watched her slip her hand down her pants to relieve some of her pent-up need to pee. He looked at her and held her free hand, which instantly squeezed as hard as she could.
She cried "Oh my God" in alarm. She said she didn't think she'd be able to make it if the traffic didn't let up soon. Her pants were now un-buckled to relieve some of the pressure on her aching bladder.
Finally the traffic let up and as they started onto the road their home was on, he noticed her hips were constantly bucking and her legs were squeezed together with her hand still holding her aching pee-hole. He didn't think he could handle another second of watching her.
He helped her out the car. She stayed bent over with her hand between her legs. She ordered him to go open the door so she didnt have to wait when she got there. As she walked through the doorway and tried to make into the bathroom, he pulled her arm and led her into the bedroom. She started moaning and asking him was he was doing. He whispered in her ear that he was about to fulfill both of their deepest fantasy's. She groaned into his mouth as he started to kiss and strip her. He pushed her back onto the bed and lowered himself gently down on top of her. He felt her hips grinding and bucking, squeezing with everything she had not to pee. He started gently kissing the side of her neck and she gasped that she REALLY needed to pee and it was going to come out any second. With that, he entered her. She not only felt pressure from on top, but inside too. She begged him to let her pee as she continued to squirm underneath him. He finally pulled out and she felt a little dribble out of her. A moment later, he was back inside of her. The dribble was not enough to relieve her any and she begged him some more. Rhythmically, he went in and out of her, and each time he pulled out of her, a little pee leacked out of her aching little pussy. Both came came to an incredibly intense orgasm and he collapsed on top of her in pure exhaustion.
This is 100% true. I am engaged to my girlfriend of 5 years, and a long time ago, in a trusting move, I admitted to her my fetish for wet and messy (WAM) clothes, which she was kind of intrigued about and which she later "fulfilled" my fantasies. I didn't bring up my other fetish...
Until about last year. I mentioned to her that I like it when girls wet themselves to see what she would think, but she wasn't freaked out or anything (again we're engaged, not like being uncomfortable is really an issue at this point). She actually expressed how it was kind of better than WAM, in that all her clothes don't get wet, just the bottom half. At this point I should mention that my fetishes are really only limited to when girls are really dressed up, preferably in skirts or dresses. Luckily for me, not only does she have a great body, she dresses up great for work everyday. Absolutley drives me nuts! And so, when I told her about this fetish, after her drilling me about every aspect of it, she half-jokingly said she might have to help me out with it.
So, one night, we decided to go out for dinner and some drinks before going home. She looked hot coming right from work in a mid-thigh tight jean skirt, and a beautiful blouse along with what I call her "fuck-me" shoes, brown ones with heels. At dinner we had quite a few drinks (I was really pushing them at her) and then went to another place with a bar for a few drinks. There we had more alcohol, though neither of us were drunk, just "buzzed." When she mentioned she had to go to the bathroom, I asked her to just hold it, because if she was even desperate, just the prospect of it was turning me on. So we finished a couple of drinks, and then I made her DOWN a huge water before leaving, which she did giggling.
The 20 minute ride was killing her, and she was so cute because she was actually getting mad at me for putting her in this situation, which made me laugh and get even more turned on (though I did feel a little bad). Finally we got to the house and she ran inside and up to the bathroom, but I was close behind and shut the door behind us. Before she could do anything, I started kissing her, and told her to get in the shower as I stripped, and with a shocked look on her face, she realized what I meant. She got in fully clothed and I soon followed. She started to take her shoes off and I said "No, leave them." Then she started to hike up her skirt and I said "Nope" and she protested for a second saying "this isn't funny, it's just going to start coming out!"
And come out it did all of a sudden with a little whimper. I felt a splash hit my feet and the pee came out from under her. I pressed myself against her, my manhood pressed against the front of her skirt, which was quickly getting wet. My hands ran down to her backside and felt the pee wetting there as well. We made out as she flooded her shoes and splashed on my legs. When she was done after a full minute, she was soaked from the waste down. A huge wet spot covered the front of her skirt and a smaller one at the hem in the back. He shoes were flooded. Seeing me arounsed (and aroused herself) she dropped to her knees and finished me off in about two seconds. I carried her to the bedroom to return the favor of course, but that was the start of an incredible new aspect of our relationship. Hope you guys enjoyed!
I peed and pooped my self at the same time and it ws yucky and I am 18.
Top three women I want to see be desperate and wet and/or poop in skin tight blue jeans:
Women, can you describe the feeling and pain of being desperate? Especially just before you pee!
On the Way to school this morning i started to need a pee real bad and i new i coudldent hold it in for that long.
I grasped My Aching pussy as no one was arround and started to walk funnilty ( boy was i glad no one was arround ) !
Because i wear a miniskirt its easy to just squat down and pee but i cudent do that there were cars . i looked arround and saw a lardge bush and a tree i went round there to see if it was safe .
it was so staright away i pulled my sexy little skirt up and took my panties of and let go the Pee Gushed out like a waterfall it started to make me extremly hot so i ended up having a orgasm afterwards
Now every morning before school i remeber to have a big bottle of water ;) hope you enjoyed my story
P.s my names carrie if you want more Of my storys just ask Dont hesitate
Hello! I'm a 21 year-old woman and a first time poster. I have had five accidents since I've been alive. I don't feel like explaining all of them so I'll give you all brief desciptions:
1. When I was 11, I peed my pants in class when the teacher wouldn't let me go to the bathroom.
2. At age 14, I peed my pants when the zipper on my jeans got stuck and I couldn't get it down.
3. Age 15, pooped in my jeans after standing in a long line at a bathroom in a mall during the christmas season.
4. Age 18, peed my pants in the movie theater after drinking too much soda and not wanting to miss any of the movie by going to the bathroom.
5. And finally, at age 20, I pooped my pants in the car, after being stuck in a huge traffic jam due to a car accident, when I had to go really bad.
I haven't been having any more accidents since the last one and I'm trying to be careful.
I am 22 year old female and this hapepened about 2 years ago. I was on my way to work and I stopped to get a coffee. I knew it would be really hot so I got a bottle of water to go with it. The drive to work is about 45 minutes. About 15 after leaving the coffee shop I began to feel I needed to pee. I was distracted for a second, took the wrong exit and now I had no idea where I was so I just kept driving to see if I saw any streets I knew. I drove for about 35 minutes until I needed gas. When at the station I asked if they had a bathroom I could use but they said they were out of order so I knew I would have to wait, but since I was getting thursty I bought 2 bottles of water to go. I drove around lost and drinking my water but then about an hour later I got caught in a traffic jam and by then I was in a major desperate need to pee. Soon I was bent over with my hand in my crotch trying to hold it in. As traffic slowly moved my wheels rolled over some large construction bumbs in the road and I felt a little bit of pee start to come out. Plan B; I hurried and unzipped my jeans and grabed my pee hole before any more could come out. My bladder was So FULL it really hurt everywhere down there but I could not pee on my seat. I would NOT pee on my seat. Further up the road I saw construction workers and I knew I had to remove my hand from crotch or they might see, but I was afraid my pee would burst out. I got closer and my desperation was getting worse and then I thought "O come on I'm a big girl I can wait this thing out" so I just let my pee hole go and tried to hold it in like an adult. As I passed the workers a few streams of pee came out but I could not grab it again as yet. More of those bump things were coming up and I didnt know it. Traffic was starting to move faster and when I went over them a huge stream of pee shot out dispite how hard I was trying to squeeze it in. I hurried and pushed my fingers into my pee hole again to get it to stop. It hurt so bad and I was wet and I thought about peeing in one of my water bottles but I couldnt do that and drive at the same time and there was no shoulder to pull over on since they were all blocked off. I had my bags and purse in the passenger seat next to me. It had fallen over and a few things fell out. There were some napkins from lunch the day before so I stuffed them down between my legs to pee into; just a little to releave the preasure. I figured peeing even a little bit would help but it felt so good that I couldn't stop for a good 10 seconds and it soaked through leaving me more desperate then ever. I thought about crossing my legs with my hand up there against my pee hole but I knew I couldnt wait more then a few more seconds now that the dam had broken, so I grabbed an empty water bottle and squeezed the bottle kinda under my pussy. I was so scared because I didnt know if I should let go or not cause the opening was small and I didn't know if it would squirt in it or not, but I just HAD TO PEE so I let go. It was so warm and it felt so good to relax and I wasn't even sure where all the pee was going but I couldn't stop; it just felt too good. Turned out most went in the bottle but some soaked into my panties, jeans, and even the seat. O well, lest it wasn't number 2.