When was your most desperate piss?

[Bladderlad 823]

1 hour ago, Tony89 said:

I was in a traffic jam completely surrounded by cars in four different lanes. The cars were moving forward very slowly. I couldn't leave the car in the middle of everything and run to pee somewhere.

Sorry I meant stopping before you had finished pissing!! 

[Tony89 1,499]

3 hours ago, Bladderlad said:

Sorry I meant stopping before you had finished pissing!! 

Okay, now I get it what you mean. 😅 Yes, it was very hard to stop peeing.  I was glad that my car had rubber floor mats so it was easy to wash them at home.

[Couple92 739]

Mine was probably a week or so ago. I had an appointment about an hour out of the city and when I was headed home I needed to pee as soon as I got in the car. I was hoping to pass som quiet road side rest stop where I could easily make a mess but none seemed to present themselves. As I got closer to home I started to get really desperate. I thought about just wetting myself as I have leather seats but decided against it. Less than 10 minutes from home I knew I wouldn’t make it. I remembered a park off the highway that I knew had an old style block that would hopefully be open. As I approached in the car I could see it was locked so I jumped out of the car, and as soon as I stood up my piss started flowing. Thankfully my belt and top button had already been undone to relieve the pressure so I quickly unzipped and pulled my pissing cock out of my pants, forming a huge puddle right next to the drivers door where I stood. I’d taken my shoes off before I started driving as it was a hot day, and I could feel the piss splashing on my feet. Luckily my pants were a very light material so they dried quickly and weren’t noticeably wet when I got home. 
I wanted to take a pic of how big the puddle I left was, but it was pitch black and there was a few people across tje car park, so I decided to not attract any attention by using the flash. 

[GenericUsername 1,108]

When I was in high school with a younger bladder, I held for hours and drank at least five cups of water before making a fabulously huge piss puddle in the hallway. I remember being so desperate I could barely move.

[desperationgirl 86]

Not mine but my boyfriends...and largely my naughty fault 👿

We were coming back from a wedding on the M25 (UK motorway) he had been drinking lager all day, and asked if I could stop at the next services as he was bursting for a pee...he then started dozing, giving me the perfect opportunity to "accidentally" miss the services!

We then hit the most awful traffic jam...2 hours later we were still crawling along...

By this point he was beyond desperate, his legs crossed like a pretzel, his suit trousers undone with his hand in his grey Calvin boxers holding his cock with a vice like grip begging me to stop on the hard shoulder ..

Eventually we reached the services...I took my time driving around the car park before finding a space...he leapt out without even doing up his trousers and hobbled towards the building almost bent double...

He returned a bit later and to my delight, the right leg of his light grey suit had a very noticeable wet patch..he admitted that as he was entering the toilets he completely lost control and started pissing his pants! He confessed that he had never been more desperate in his life!

I can't tell you how turned on I was all of the way home, leading to us having very passionate sex the minute we got home!! 😀

[PeeingPoshBoy 302]

On 10/28/2024 at 3:39 PM, desperationgirl said:

Not mine but my boyfriends...and largely my naughty fault 👿

We were coming back from a wedding on the M25 (UK motorway)

I love the lack of services on the M25, and I’ve done exactly the same thing!

My (now ex) girlfriend and I were driving home from a family event, and had been on the M25 for about an hour. My girlfriend had mentioned that she needed to pee and if we could stop at the next services, which due to traffic, ended up being about 2 hours later. I knew the services were coming up, so tactically started moving into the furthest lane from the exit, and then “forgot” to exit.

At this point she was desperate, and after we exited the M25 about 30 minutes later, we pulled into a quiet car park so she could piss next to the car. I was so turned on that we ended up having sex in the car there and then! 

[desperationgirl 86]

9 minutes ago, PeeingPoshBoy said:

I love the lack of services on the M25, and I’ve done exactly the same thing!

My (now ex) girlfriend and I were driving home from a family event, and had been on the M25 for about an hour. My girlfriend had mentioned that she needed to pee and if we could stop at the next services, which due to traffic, ended up being about 2 hours later. I knew the services were coming up, so tactically started moving into the furthest lane from the exit, and then “forgot” to exit.

At this point she was desperate, and after we exited the M25 about 30 minutes later, we pulled into a quiet car park so she could piss next to the car. I was so turned on that we ended up having sex in the car there and then! 

Haha I think I need to get revenge on you on her behalf!! 

[PeeingPoshBoy 302]

Just now, desperationgirl said:

Haha I think I need to get revenge on you on her behalf!! 

Would it be revenge if I enjoyed it? 😉 

Ive had my fair share of M25 service station pisses - not all of them in the toilets!

[desperationgirl 86]

Just now, PeeingPoshBoy said:

Would it be revenge if I enjoyed it? 😉 

Ive had my fair share of M25 service station pisses - not all of them in the toilets!

Ooooh tell me more........ 

[PeeingPoshBoy 302]

1 minute ago, desperationgirl said:

Ooooh tell me more........ 

I wouldn’t possibly want to take over this thread with all my stories. There are too many!

[Kathleen 178]

After yesterday's workout, I was in dire straights. I ended up peeing my leggings as hubby rubbed me into an orgasmic bliss. 

[Likepeefun 33]

Mmm had a few. Worst was coming home on the train after a stag do in London, I missed my train by 1 minute so had to get one to the nearest station on another line. A 45 minute journey was hard, no toilets on the train, and I dribbled a few times. Finally got to the station and I ran out the platform. Quite a lot of people as it was the last train. I diverted to some flats next to the station, and ran towards the basement where the bins were. I just let it all go there, not in my clothes but there was a pretty big puddle by the bins afterwards. Sorted myself out and then went to get a taxi. It was a bit of a wait and some ladies in the queue were clearly desperate too but didn’t give out which was a shame.
Taxi driver was a nob, wish I had discreetly let it go in the back the amount he charged me!

[desperationgirl 86]

1 minute ago, Likepeefun said:

Mmm had a few. Worst was coming home on the train after a stag do in London, I missed my train by 1 minute so had to get one to the nearest station on another line. A 45 minute journey was hard, no toilets on the train, and I dribbled a few times. Finally got to the station and I ran out the platform. Quite a lot of people as it was the last train. I diverted to some flats next to the station, and ran towards the basement where the bins were. I just let it all go there, not in my clothes but there was a pretty big puddle by the bins afterwards. Sorted myself out and then went to get a taxi. It was a bit of a wait and some ladies in the queue were clearly desperate too but didn’t give out which was a shame.
Taxi driver was a nob, wish I had discreetly let it go in the back the amount he charged me!

Wish I had been sat opposite you on that train!! 😉

[Likepeefun 33]

6 minutes ago, desperationgirl said:

Wish I had been sat opposite you on that train!! 😉

All I could think about was getting off the train and finding somewhere with a little coverage to go. Shame none of the others on the train joined me, some female company would have been nice 

[desperationgirl 86]

2 minutes ago, Likepeefun said:

All I could think about was getting off the train and finding somewhere with a little coverage to go. Shame none of the others on the train joined me, some female company would have been nice 

Were you obviously desperate?

[Likepeefun 33]

1 minute ago, desperationgirl said:

Were you obviously desperate?

Probably one of the worst ones for me. I try not to get to that point but you know, sometimes it’s inevitable. Besides I couldn’t get off the train early as it was the last one so had no choice 😉

[Laharl 77]

When I was 18 I was in a Magic the Gathering phase and went to a Pre-release for a new set about 3 hours away with a group of people from the area. So it started in the morning at about 6am and as the day went on I felt the pressure, but I always felt awkward to pee around a large group of people, so I could never go. So like an idiot I kept drinking water and soda, we ended up leaving around 2pm so I was needing to go pretty bad. I felt the pressure all the way home and I really didn't want to mention it so I just held it. When I got back I still had to drive back to my own house to go to the bathroom, however when I got to the house it was dark enough to where I just got out of my car and just peed in the driveway as I couldn't hold it anymore. I went about 15 hours without the bathroom, good thing I was young because I couldn't do it now.

[jacob_puddleman 35]

I started a job a few months ago that does not have a bathroom in the building I work in. On my first day there, I was so distracted by learning new things that I didn’t leave the building to go to the bathroom all day. Upon leaving my shift, I saw the bus outside and ran for it instead of catching the next one. I had to transfer from the bus to a subway, where the underground subway stop has no cell service. On the bus, I got a call from someone at a place I volunteer with and they wanted to have a lengthy discussion with me about something—gahhhh! I paced back and forth in near the station entrance for 45 minutes as we talked through boring bureaucratic stuff, trying not to let my internal desperation affect the conversation I was having. We hung up and I waddled down to the subway station, where there was graciously one ready to take me somewhere closer to relief. I was one stop away from home, and all I needed to do was get off the train and walk the 1/4 mile up to my apartment—usually easy, and I was in denial about how badly I really needed to go, so I was unusually optimistic. I got off the train, turned the corner, started uphill toward my place, and immediately felt a leak breach through my trousers. My hand instinctively went toward my junk and I leaked again, a warm burst of piss filling my hands as I hustled into the church parking lot I was walking past. I frantically undid my belt and fly as I felt the warmth spread down to my calf, and it had made it down into my boots by the time I was finally able to undo my pants and unleash a geyser against the church annex back door. Thankfully I had worn black pants and boots, because after I was finally relieved I noticed that I had drenched my pants with a few blocks left to walk home. The puddle I had made against the door was so massive that walking in it was unavoidable, so I left a trail of pissy shoe prints behind me as I swiftly marched up the hill in total embarrassment.

[Bladderlad 823]

6 hours ago, jacob_puddleman said:

I started a job a few months ago that does not have a bathroom in the building I work in. On my first day there, I was so distracted by learning new things that I didn’t leave the building to go to the bathroom all day. Upon leaving my shift, I saw the bus outside and ran for it instead of catching the next one. I had to transfer from the bus to a subway, where the underground subway stop has no cell service. On the bus, I got a call from someone at a place I volunteer with and they wanted to have a lengthy discussion with me about something—gahhhh! I paced back and forth in near the station entrance for 45 minutes as we talked through boring bureaucratic stuff, trying not to let my internal desperation affect the conversation I was having. We hung up and I waddled down to the subway station, where there was graciously one ready to take me somewhere closer to relief. I was one stop away from home, and all I needed to do was get off the train and walk the 1/4 mile up to my apartment—usually easy, and I was in denial about how badly I really needed to go, so I was unusually optimistic. I got off the train, turned the corner, started uphill toward my place, and immediately felt a leak breach through my trousers. My hand instinctively went toward my junk and I leaked again, a warm burst of piss filling my hands as I hustled into the church parking lot I was walking past. I frantically undid my belt and fly as I felt the warmth spread down to my calf, and it had made it down into my boots by the time I was finally able to undo my pants and unleash a geyser against the church annex back door. Thankfully I had worn black pants and boots, because after I was finally relieved I noticed that I had drenched my pants with a few blocks left to walk home. The puddle I had made against the door was so massive that walking in it was unavoidable, so I left a trail of pissy shoe prints behind me as I swiftly marched up the hill in total embarrassment.

Wow!! Hot account 😉

[swekiss 1,072]

Mine was probably when I was holding for a golden shower, had been holding for a good hour or so. As I started getting really desperate (and after a few whiskys as well, and you know what alcohol does to you) and ready to get in the shower to give him what he wanted... His phone rang and he HAD to take it. So I got in the kitchen with my beer and was by now properly dancing, grabbing my pussy and in general pain. I tried listening to if the conversation would soon be over, but no sign of it. Then came the effect on breathing. I was by now bent double holding on to the counter and hardly breathing anymore. And then it happened. A gush of pee came out, perhaps 2 seconds before I could gain controll again. That helped enough for me to at least start breathing, being able to stand up and (of course) wipe the floor with a kitchen towel which is hung back up and sort of hoped it would dry unnoticed. It did, so I guess they used plates wiped with my pee for a while 😬🤫 

After two more minutes I finally got to do what I came there for...

[Horse_water 636]

I have had a lot of desperate pisses. One of the earlier ones I was at a move theater and really had to piss but I took the wrong door out and ended up behind the building in the parking lot. It was dark and I had to go one way or another so I went to a back door entry way and sprayed everywhere. I was pissing loud as fuck and a guy came walking though the lot and clearly looked at me but I was in no way going to stop. I pissed all over the door and flooded the whole thing.

[jim fisher 24]

On 10/30/2024 at 2:43 AM, jacob_puddleman said:

I started a job a few months ago that does not have a bathroom in the building I work in. On my first day there, I was so distracted by learning new things that I didn’t leave the building to go to the bathroom all day. Upon leaving my shift, I saw the bus outside and ran for it instead of catching the next one. I had to transfer from the bus to a subway, where the underground subway stop has no cell service. On the bus, I got a call from someone at a place I volunteer with and they wanted to have a lengthy discussion with me about something—gahhhh! I paced back and forth in near the station entrance for 45 minutes as we talked through boring bureaucratic stuff, trying not to let my internal desperation affect the conversation I was having. We hung up and I waddled down to the subway station, where there was graciously one ready to take me somewhere closer to relief. I was one stop away from home, and all I needed to do was get off the train and walk the 1/4 mile up to my apartment—usually easy, and I was in denial about how badly I really needed to go, so I was unusually optimistic. I got off the train, turned the corner, started uphill toward my place, and immediately felt a leak breach through my trousers. My hand instinctively went toward my junk and I leaked again, a warm burst of piss filling my hands as I hustled into the church parking lot I was walking past. I frantically undid my belt and fly as I felt the warmth spread down to my calf, and it had made it down into my boots by the time I was finally able to undo my pants and unleash a geyser against the church annex back door. Thankfully I had worn black pants and boots, because after I was finally relieved I noticed that I had drenched my pants with a few blocks left to walk home. The puddle I had made against the door was so massive that walking in it was unavoidable, so I left a trail of pissy shoe prints behind me as I swiftly marched up the hill in total embarrassment.

sounds like a fun job. what kind of job is it that there is no bathroom in the building? have you gotten used to your bladder getting full at work each day?  then getting on the bus and feeling the bumps in your full bladder as you ride the bus? its easier in shorts as there is less to get wet in shorts.