pdancefan

Hey everybody! How about some feedback? I appreciate your liking my stories, but I would like to hear from you what you think of them and what suggestions you may have for future installments. Also, do I have too much sexuality in them?

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I love female pee desperation. I love seeing women squirming, fidgeting, dancing, scissoring their legs, crossing their legs, tapping their feet, pressing their thighs together, holding themselves between the legs, sucking wind through their teeth, and finally peeing themselves uncontrollably. I especially love it when they ignore the urge to pee while doing other stuff - watching TV, cooking, cleaning, laundry, etc. or in public places - shopping, working, etc.

BURSTING CO-WORKER

PART 5

The next morning, Wendy awoke early, padded to the bathroom and emptied

her aching bladder. As she sat there, she got a devilish idea. Wendy went

to the living room, where Mary was sleeping on the couch. She stood

admiring the pretty 18 year old for a few minutes. Then, she gently woke Mary up.

"Come on sleepyhead, time to get up," said Wendy, softly, as she ran a

finger slowly along Mary’s arm. Mary stirred and looked up at Wendy. "Good

Morning," she replied.

Mary sat upright and stretched out her arms with a big yawn. Mary then

shifted her bum around on the couch a little. Wendy noticed the movement

and knew Mary’s bladder was full of her nighttime pee. Mary stood up and

started towards the bathroom. "Just a sec," said Wendy, "What do you want for

breakfast?" Mary stopped and turned towards Wendy. "Bacon and eggs and

toast, would be fine." answered Mary. As Mary answered, she started rocking

from foot to foot. "What’s the matter, need to pee?!" teased Wendy. "YES!"

answered Mary.

Mary turned around and started for the bathroom again. Wendy followed

her until they reached the door. Before Mary could reach for the knob to

open the door, Wendy grabbed her from behind and started tickling her. "WHAT

ARE YOU DOING!" shrieked Mary, "LET ME GO! I HAVE TO PEE!" "NOOO!"

(*Laugh*) Mary sank to the ground in hysterics as Wendy tickled her. As she kick

and thrashed from the relentless ticking, Mary’s short nightgown kept riding

up. Wendy’s heart started pounding as the hem of the nightgown pulled up

until it was barely below Mary’s pussy. "STOOOP IT!" (*Laugh*) "YOU’RE

GOING TO MAKE ME PEE MYSELF!" (*Laugh*) And then it happened, Mary’s nightgown

suddenly got yanked up to her waist in the horseplay, and Wendy saw it:

Mary’s pretty, perfect, completely waxed bare pussy. "OH GOD! OH MY GOOOOD! I’M

PEEING!" (*Laugh*) shrieked Mary as Wendy watched a golden jet of pee

suddenly burst through Mary’s pee hole, arcing out and soaking Mary’s bum and

the floor. "OH MY GOD! YOU MADE ME PEE!" Mary said. Her pee stream slowly

ebbed and died, leaving Mary laying in a puddle of pee on the floor.

"Well, it looks like you need another shower, so get going, and while

you do I’ll get your clothes from the dryer and make breakfast." said Wendy.

Mary suddenly realized her nightgown had ridden up. "Oh My God!" exclaimed

Mary, "You can see my pussy!" "Uh- Yes, I can. No big deal, right, I mean,

I’ve got one too. It’s not like I’ve never seen one!", laughed Wendy.

Mary relaxed and said, "I guess your right!" and giggled. "And it’s a very

pretty one, too!" added Wendy, reaching out and drawing her finger ever so

lightly along Mary’s labia. Mary gasped at the sudden sensations this caused

her. "What are you doing?" she asked. "Shh!" replied Wendy. "Wendy!

I-(*gasp*) Oh! Dont’t stop!" Mary exclaimed breathlessly as Wendy’s finger slid

slowly up and down her labia until it brushed her clit. Wendy stroked her

finger in a circular motion on Mary’s clit, feeling it harden, and continued

the motion slowly at first and then faster and faster. Mary moaned and

groaned and then started bucking her hips in total bliss. "Ooooh! OOOOOH!

UNNNNNHHHH! YESSSSS! OH YESSSSSSS!" Mary tensed up and spasmed hard as she reached

orgasm.

Mary lay still for a long moment, a huge grin on her face. Opening her

eyes, she saw Wendy smiling down at her. "Did you like that?" cooed Wendy.

"Oh yes!" sighed Mary, "It was wonderful!"

Mary then went for her shower, as Wendy smiled at the thought of how

her life had certainly taken a turn for the interesting!

BURSTING CO-WORKER

PART 3

The next night, Wendy was delighted that not only was Mary scheduled to

work, but had already asked if Wendy could drive her home after work.

Wendy was still excited about seeing one of customers wet herself the night

before. Wendy decided to try to have an "accident" herself after work. She had

dressed in her usual gray skirt and jacket, with pantyhose on underneath.

Wendy drank several bottles of water during her shift (4PM - 9PM) and

refrained from using the bathroom. By the time 9PM approached, Wendy’s bladder

was filling up from all of the water, and Wendy was nervous with

anticipation. Then she had another idea. "Hey, Mary." "Yes." "Would you like to go

for a cup of coffee after work?" "Sure."

At 9PM, Wendy and Mary closed out their cash registers and exited the

store. As they walked across the parking lot to a fast food restaurant,

Wendy could feel how full her bladder was getting. Arriving at the restaurant,

Wendy ordered a large black coffee, and bought Mary a small one with cream

and sugar. Sitting and drinking the coffee, and talking about their jobs

and their boss, took 30 minutes, by which time Wendy was starting to shift

uncomfortably in her chair. As they got up to leave, Wendy said, "I really

should use the bathroom, but I’ll wait until I get home." She noticed Mary’s

face perk up at statement.

They walked across the parking lot to Wendy’s car. As they reached it,

Wendy felt a sharp twinge in her bladder, and crossed her legs tightly as

she unlocked the door. Once inside, she started the car and pulled out on

the highway. Traffic suddenly came to a stop. A wreck was blocking the road!

Wendy groaned, "Oh No! We’re stuck here and I really have to pee now."

Wendy started squirming in her seat and was pleased that Mary was transixed

by her fidgeting.

The traffic jam lasted for 20 minutes, by which time the coffee Wendy

had drunk was starting to reach her bladder. "Oh God! That coffee has gone

right through me. Now I really gotta pee bad. Ssthhh! Unnnh!" Wendy placed

her left hand on her stomach and tensed her abdominal muscles as she fought

another spasm in her bladder. "I’m going to stop at my house first, so I

can use the bathroom, and then I’ll drive you home."

Traffic finally started moving and Wendy soon pulled into her driveway.

Wendy carefully got out of her car, and started hobbling toward the door,

Mary following along transfixed at Wendy’s plight. "Oh God! I have to pee

so bad!" Wendy exclaimed as she hobbled to the front door. She felt her

bladder start tingling as it strained to hold all of her pee in. Arriving at

the door, Wendy stepped from foot to foot as she searched her purse for her

house key. "Oh my God! I have to pee so damn bad!" "Oh God! I’m going to

pee myself!" Just then Wendy felt the tingling in her bladder increase, and

then her bladder suddenly gave way as a thick jet of pee shot out of her pee

hole. "OH GOD! OH MY GOD! I’M PEEING MYSELF!" shouted Wendy. She felt the

jet of pee hitting her clit and labia as it sprayed into her now soaking

panties. As it did, she felt her clit stiffen, and then Wendy gasped, "Oh-

Oh- I’m Cum- I’M CUMMING!" She stiffened and grunted as a powerful orgasm

shook her.

Mary watch all this in stunned silence, absorbing every detail as the

pee ran down Wendy‘s legs and formed a puddle on the doormat, and as Wendy

trembled from her orgasm . Wendy shook and moaned as she peed and came.

After 30 seconds, the orgasm ebbed and her pee trickled to a stop. Wendy took a

breath and came to her senses. Looking at Mary, she said, "Well, I hope

you’re not embarassed by my accident!" "Oh no." replied Mary.

"Come inside," said Wendy, "I have to get cleaned up."

BURSTING CO-WORKER

PART 2

Wendy went to work the next night, but was surprised Mary was not

there. She had forgotten that Mary was off tonight. Cursing her luck, Wendy

settled down to her job. The time passed slowly, and about half of her shift

was gone and still no "gotta go" sightings.

Finally, a women in her late twenties, with long black hair entered the

store. She was wearing very tight gray yoga pants and a matching sweat

shirt. She had her ten year old daughter with her. "Can you tell me were the

girls’ pants are?" Wendy’s attention was caught by the way the woman was

acting. She was rocking from foot to foot as she spoke. "The girls’ section

is over this way," said Wendy, motioning for the woman to follow her.

Pointing at the shelves with girls’ pants on them, the woman started

looking though them, again rocking from foot to foot. "What do you like here,

Sophie?" she asked her daughter. "I don’t know!", said Sophie. "You have

to pick something, Sophie, this is the eighth store we’ve been in and

Mommy’s really gotta pee!" Wendy heart skipped a beat at the woman’s words.

"Here! How about these pink jeans?" "I don’t know!" "Go try them on!" "Oh

Alright!"

Wendy showed them the dressing rooms, and Sophie went inside to change.

Her mother sat on a chair outside and waited. Wendy tried no to stare, as

the mother jiggled her legs up and down to fight the urge to pee. "Come on

Sophie, hurry up!", she pleaded. Sophie finally came out wearing the

jeans. They fit perfectly. "Okay Sophie, those will do, now go hurry up and

change back, so we can find a bathroom for Mommy."

Sophie went back inside to change. Her mother, meanwhile, suddenly

stood up and started pacing back and forth. "Hurry Sophie, Mommy’s gonna pee

herself!" Wendy nearly fainted at the last statement. After what seemed

like ages, but was really only a few minutes, Sophie reappeared, and Wendy led

them to the cash register.

Standing at the counter, the mother began stepping from foot to foot,

this time occasionally lifting her right leg and pressing it against her

crotch and left leg to try to keep control of her bladder. Wendy was so excited

watching this that she could barely make her fingers work on the keys.

Finishing the transaction, Wendy placed the jeans in a bag with the receipt and

handed it to her. The mother thanked her and turned and started toward the

exit.

"Oh! Hurry Sophie! OHHH!" she suddenly squeezed her thighs together as

they walked along. "Oh God! Oh Sophie! Hurry! HURRY! MOMMY’S GOTTA PEE!"

The mother suddenly froze. "Unnnh! Oh God! It almost came out!" She resumed

walking with her thighs tightly pressed together as she hobbled toward the

exit. Wendy watched as the mother came near the doorway. Just as she

reached the doorway, she froze abruptly. "Unnnh! Ohhhhh God! Mommy’s gonna pee

herself!. Oh God! Ohhhhh Godddd! Oh My Godddddd! SOPHIE! OH GOD! MOMMY’S

PEEING HERSELF!"

Wendy stared in disbelief as the women’s gray yoga pants went dark in

the seat and a thick stream of pee hissed out through the cotton fabric and

down her legs to form a puddle on the highly waxed floor. The pee continue

for 30 seconds, the woman frozen to the spot until her bladder was empty. As

the pee was still pouring out, Wendy noticed the woman shudder and grunt

audibly, and was stunned when she realized the woman had just had an orgasm

from peeing her pants - and in the middle of a shopping mall!

The peeing stopped and the mother finally came to her senses. "Come on

Sophie, we have to go home right away. Mommy needs to change her clothes."

And they left.

Wendy stood at her counter in disbelief. Then her coworker Carrie came

over. "Hey Wendy! Come here and look at this." Wendy followed Carrie to

the dressing rooms. Carrie opened the door to the first one on the left.

"See this?" Wendy looked at the carpet in the dressing room. There was a

large wet spot on the carpet. "I’ll be damned!" "What?" "My customer’s

daughter tried on a pair of jeans in here. She must have peed on the carpet

while she was changing." Carrie said she would see that the carpet was cleaned.

Wendy had a hard time calming down the rest of the night.

Actually, I'm pretty sure that she peed herself in front of her friends who went to the office with her. As I mentioned in my post under the how I got started thread, it's something of an open secret that there are a lot of women into having pee accidents in this area, in front of friends, etc. And, I think that is what was going on that night. The other women's comment to the group that "She's gonna piss." was a statement that she was planning on holding her pee until she lost control and had a deliberate accident in front of them.

Hey! I have a great sighting for you! I attended a reception at our local art center a few weeks ago. After viewing the artwork and helping myself to the refreshments, I sat on a bench that was sitting in the middle of the gallery. I happen to know a woman who is very involved in the art center's activities. She was standing nearby at the refreshment table, when a friend of hers walked in. I have never seen this woman before - she was average height, slender, with bright red hair that was cut in a short pixie-style cut. She was wearing a short red dress that came down near her knees or so. The thing that quickly caught my attention, though, was the fact that she could not stand still for more than a few seconds. She was constantly shifting position - crossing her legs tightly, uncrossing them, lifting one leg up to press her thigh against her pussy, then repeating the maneuver with the other leg, and constant shifting around on her crossed legs. All the while her hard soled open dress shoes (not really heels on them) were clicking on the floor. Now this was not the frantic about to burst pee dance, but more of the slower really need to pee/feeling my full bladder but trying not to show it type of pee dance. This went on for a half-hour, with me having a harder and harder time keeping my composure. I heard the woman I know ask this woman "need to piss?" real quietly under her breath. To which the pee dancing woman apparently answered in the affirmative with a little laugh. Unfortunately, my friend, another friend of hers, and the pee dancing woman all left soon after and up a flight of stairs to a little office that overlooks the gallery. As they left, I heard my friend tell her boyfriend, who left with them, "She's going to piss." After a short time, I moved to another spot, ostensibly to get a better view of the modern dancers who were performing, but really I wanted to try to get the office in view. (There are windows in the front of the office overlooking the gallery.) I couldn't really see anything and, although I could hear them talking and laughing, I really could not discern anything other than one utterance of the word "piss". Unfortunately, I had to leave shortly thereafter to catch my bus home, and do know what happened later. I am pretty certain she did not use the toilet before they went up to the office. In fact, I believe she holding it on purpose, in order to have a deliberate accident later. The story of my life (groan!) - I always see or hear women who are desperate to pee, but I have NEVER, EVER gotten to see them lose control and wet themselves in front of me. Nothing turns me on more than the kind of pee dance this woman was doing. It makes so frustrated - I have never had a girlfriend, period, let alone one that would get desperate, do the pee dance, lose control and wet herself for me. What makes it worse, is that I happen to know that a lot of women here in my hometown are into this sort of thing, but it is next to impossible to meet a single woman here.

Hope you people enjoyed this sighting report,

Bye for now,

peedancefan

It started for me when I was about 6. I was staying overnight at my cousins' house. They were a brother, who was a year older than me, and a sister, who was about 3 years older than me. We were in the brother's room, which was laid out with the bed against the wall opposite the doorway. We were playing king of the hill, with one of us standing on the bed as king, while the other two ran toward the bed and tried to topple the king. It was the sister's turn to be "Queen" and she was standing on the bed in her nightgown. She announced that she was going to have to go pee soon. Well, It was my turn, and I started running toward the bed. I tripped on a loose piece of carpet and got twisted around as I fell. The back of my head landed on the edge of the bed, and for a brief moment I found myself looking straight up my cousin's nightgown at her panties. My cousin had started laughing when I tripped, and in the second I was looking up she lost control of her bladder and I saw dark spots form on her panties as she started to wet herself. She leapt off of the bed, and started running for the bathroom, yelling "I'm peeing myself!" "You made me pee myself!" She had to change her clothes before she came back to play. In fact, I believe she actually peed herself twice that night. In any event, ever since that night, I have absolutely loved seeing women who are desperate to pee, doing the pee dance, and wetting themselves.