The Desperate Grocery Trip

[Sammilove 200]

This story is from June, 2020. It involves public desperation and wetting. Enjoy!

 

So, I wanted to do a hold the other day driving home from work but things happened and I ended up not being in the position to. So I decided to do a hold while getting my weekly groceries today. Here’s the story.

 

This is bad. I have to pee so bad I’m shaking. The cashier is taking forever. I feel like I’m gonna have an accident in line. I can’t do a pee dance or anything to help with the relief. All I can do is shift my weight. I’m standing with my legs together. It’s helping but I don’t have much longer left. My bladder hurts.

 

Finally the total. $112.71 Thank god. I hurriedly slid my card thru the reader. Approved. I grabbed my last bag and made a bee line for the car. It was only a 5 minute drive home and I knew I could make it. Sitting helps me hold back the flood. I just had to load my groceries without peeing.

 

Every step towards the car hurt. My bladder wasscreaming. I severely miscalculated my own capacity. The large coffee and water was taking its toll. I could feel the pee inching its way out myurethra. I finally made it to the car. I loaded my groceries as quickly as I could. A jolt of pee managed to shoot out as I put the last bag away. Ilet out a small moan as I tried to clench myself even harder. I didn’t dare try to grab myself in public.

 

I going control and hopped in the car and headed for home. Thankfully, it was early morning still andlittle traffic was out. During the drive, my right hand was gripping the wheel and the left was forcing the flood in. I REALLY didn’t want to piss in my brand new car. I’d never forgive myself. Another leak. Not big but my grey leggings were getting wet quickly. I finally pulled into my driveway. I parked, three both my hands into my crotch, took a deep breath, andbolted for the door. 

 

Another leak escaped as I leaped out of the car. I ran to the door as carefully as I could withoutexploding on my front lawn. My neighbor was doing yard work and that’s all I needed to happen. Pee myself in front of the neighbors. I fumbled with the keys momentarily but quickly got the door opened. I leaked again as the front door opened. I stood in place, using every ounce of strength to hold it in just a little longer. My legs were locked together as I bent at the waist. It worked. The leak stopped after just a few seconds but my pants were definitely soaked.

 

I darted to the toilet. Relief was a few feet awaynow. My leggings were now pretty well soaked. I was leaking every few seconds now. But it didn’t matter. I was in front of the toilet now. I ripped myleggings and panties down as quick as ever, and peed. I must’ve peed for almost 2 minutes. I sighed for at least half that. My body was trembling. I was still sweating. My hair was drenched. 

 

I slowly stood up and pulled my leggings back up, just to remember they were soaking wet. I had to get my groceries still. I said “Fuck it.” and wrapped an old towel around my waist. It covered almost all of the damage. I got my groceries and came in and showered. I was proud but disappointed in myself. I thought I knew my limits better. But that’s the pointof exercises like these, to find my true limits.

[bcreed1983 509]

Super hot story, can just imagine the relief u must have felt 

[glad1 2,832]

Nothing like finding out your true limits!

I had a similar experience when I went shopping last week. 🤫 I suppose I went in the store a little too full, figuring I was up for a good challenge. I was doing fine until I made it to the automated checkout when I felt a wave of desperation, and only made worse when three items took extra time to scan. I thought for sure I was going to leak a spurt before I checked out, but somehow I made it out into the lot. Of course, I'd parked at the far side of the lot, so every step was pure torture. Finally the car was in sight, so I gave a sigh of relief. Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on how you look at things), it wasn't the only thing relieved, as more than a few drops escaped. Hurriedly, I threw the groceries in the car, then, without thinking, grabbed myself. 

While I'm fortunate to have that bit of anatomy I can hold from the outside, I now was faced with the problem of driving home with my hand clamped firmly on my member (good thing I can steer with my knees) and then what to do once I stepped out of the car. Thankfully, the garage opened worked, so once inside I let nature take its course and left a huge puddle on the floor.

[Kupar 13,340]

Great story! The sense of desperation and relief really come through in the way you recall what happened. Thanks for sharing!