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Bathroom access at my job as a construction worker is a nasty porta potty and I hate using it, so sometimes I have to take a risky public pee. One week it actually got damaged because of weather the night before and they had to get a replacement, but they were in no hurry because everyone at my job is male and they just go behind the bushes. I had to find somewhere else further away, and we weren’t really close to any businesses so I had to walk a decent distance away to pee. Sometimes we’re super busy so I have to try and hold it for hours. One of my past jobs was a waitress, and on days

I love this too! And I’ve had some experience with it. I was never really a shy girl so I did go to a lot of parties with my friends when I was younger, at peoples houses and at clubs etc. I frequently found myself having partying a bit too hard and having too much to drink, so emergency pees in random corners or outside. But since I wasn’t always comfortable with that, I did occasionally find myself at the end of a line for the bathroom, hunched over with my legs crossed and my hands jammed into my crotch, alcohol flowing through me, making it 10x harder to hold.

I just pee through my one piece if I’m at the beach or at the pool, or pull aside the crotch. One time though I made the mistake of wearing a one piece that didn’t allow me to just pull it aside and pee. I was super desperate and I wasn’t thinking straight, so when I realized I wore my one piece under my regular clothes, I panicked and was desperate trying to get it off while leaking, withiutbrealize I was going to be swimming in a little while anyway and that I could have just sat and pews through it.

I do. The first time I realized I like it was when I had an accident at work and then was desperate on the way home. When I got into the bathroom I figured that if my pants were already wet then I might as well wet then again for fun, and I loved it!

Me! I’m more into the desperation but I also love the wetting that comes at the end.

Me and my mom are the same. We both have week bladders so it wasn’t uncommon for one to hurry to the toilet and leave the door open so the other one could pee in the sink or bathtub.

Me too, I hate using public toilets but with my weak bladder I’m forced to use them, especially since I live in NYC and there’s not many places you can pop a squat without being seen. But when Covid hit, I had nowhere to pee so this resulted in a lot more holding and accidents for me. What was once a normal day of running errands became a race to get home on time before my wet spot got bigger and bigger, although I’d be lying if I said this didn’t happen even before Covid, just less often.

As I watched the Yankees game yesterday with my family, I was holding in my pee. I couldn’t leave though. My kids were too busy trying to reenact everything they saw on tv. If I had left to use the bathroom, a ball might have gone through a window, one of them mightve gotten hurt from diving for a ball that clearly didn’t need to be dived for, the list goes on. Plus, I didn’t want to miss anything. My brothers kept teasing me as I was clutching myself as hard as I could. I silently begged for there to finally be 3 outs so I could run to the bathroom, but it took way too long. When it finally h

A little, but my main thoughts were on how it’s even possible to have a pee that lasts as long as hers did

Not me but my friend. We were out hiking and both stopped to pee. She had been holding so much pee effortlessly for hours, but she’s a nurse so she probably had a lot of practice

It was summer and I was at a baseball game with my family. It was close to 100 degrees so I drank a lot of fluids. I tried to use the bathroom in between innings but they would always start back up again before i got the chance to pee and I didn’t want to miss anything. By the time the game ended, I was already squirming in my seat and ran to the bathroom. The line was absolutely massive and I was already pee dancing. I probably waited in that line for like an hour, during which I leaked multiple times and had a huge dark blue patch on my jeans. When I finally got into a stall i hurriedly ripp

Omg, that was incredible! I got wet just reading that

Youre welcome!

i got my pants, barely. My belt delayed me for a second well...its a bit too late for that lol

its pretty wet also, but they are like soaked soaked

i considered that, but i just pulled into the parking lot as i was think that

I pulled into their school parking lot while peeing full force and managed to open the door and squat!

my bladder is spasming, so it looks like ill have to try and take off my pants again. My pants are already soaked to a degree so there isn't much point to it

dont worry, that one wasn't as embarrasing as the last one, after i got over the initial embarrasment and got home i was turned on!

i dont think i can, theres not many private places in nyc

At least if i pee myself here, its a semi public accident and not another public one, like one i had on sunday. I havent posted that yet

it started moving again, but i still have to pick my kids up and then go home, its going to be a while

well, i wouldn't exactly mind if i lost it 😉 but i still try to hold on as long as possible

nothing so far, we've been moving inch by inch

Im clutching myself every chance i get and squeezing my already slightly damp thighs together. I tried to unbuckle my belt but its too tight!