Holding on the toilet

[Sophie 24,412]

Yesterday afternoon I got very desperate to pee, it wasn’t intentional as such, I didn’t actively drink lots of water and fill up, I did put off going to the toilet though for a few hours. I was wearing grey leggings and a white hoody. For the first couple of hours it was just me and my husband so I could jiggle about as much as I wanted to but after a while the kids joined me on the sofa, I had to be more proper. In a way I enjoyed this part even more, it was really fun trying to hide just how desperate I was. I *really* wanted to wet myself and completely soak my leggings but I didn’t really have any privacy. I could have done it upstairs in the shower I suppose but I didn’t want to raise suspicion from my kids why Mum was suddenly wearing different bottoms, and there was no way I was going to be able to hold it until they went to bed. So I decided to try something else instead, something I haven’t done before.

I got up from the sofa and went upstairs, gesturing towards Mark to join me as I walked past and patiently waited in the bathroom for him. It was probably only a minute but it felt like an hour as I hopped from foot to foot and jiggled about, one hand lodged firmly between my legs. He let himself in and closed the door behind him, looking at me excitedly. I pulled down my leggings to my knees and sat down on the toilet just like I normally would except this time there was a small twist, I was going to hold it for as long as possible. I’ve seen it done a few times in various videos so I wanted to try it myself. I immediately realised this wasn’t going to be easy, over the last 30 years I’ve trained myself to start peeing when I’m sat on a toilet and it’s a very difficult habit to break! I could feel myself relaxing straight away, that familiar feeling where you know you’re about to pee, it’s just not quite there yet, my brain actively fighting me. I clenched my muscles and managed to hold back a little but I knew it wouldn’t be long before the dam burst. Mark was stood with his back leaning against the bathroom door and clearly enjoying what I was doing, and in return I had a huge smile, I love it when we’re both having fun.

I started talking to Mark about work , how things were going to be like when I went back, my schedule, that sort of thing. Anything to take my mind off my bladder. It wasn’t really working though, the more I tried to forget it, the further ingrained in my memory it became. I couldn’t even form a coherent sentence, I was talking absolute rubbish and muddling my words or forgetting what I was saying mid sentence, repeating myself over and over. “So there’s a door to come in and another to go out… we door in one door….”

After what was likely only a couple of minutes there was a delicate tinkle as a dribble of wee managed to escape. Mark definitely heard it, he gave me that knowing smile. “I’m in trouble…” I giggled, my hand slipping between my legs to squeeze myself. Holding on with all my might. It was no good. Seconds later pee jetted over my hand as my body gave in, I had reached the point of no return. I let out a huge sigh, covering my mouth with my hand as I realised it sounded more like a moan and then immediately remembered I had just peed all over it…. Whoops! I sat with both hands resting on my thighs, looking up at Mark with a wide smile as my bladder drained. I was so happy to just let it go, to be able to relax. The relief was breath taking. I had a relatively short but rather powerful wee and as it slowed to drips I sighed again. “Better?” Mark asked with a smile. I nodded “So much better”

Since we were trying new things I came up with another idea. “Babe, could you give me a hand?” I smiled, glancing towards the toilet roll. “My hands are all wet.” He walked over to me and gave me a little cuddle, kissing my forehead before pulling off a strip of toilet paper. I parted my legs wide for him and he reached between them, wiping me from front to back. He was so gentle! “Thank you” I leaned forward for another kiss and then stood up, my leggings still around my knees. Without even having to ask him he reached for the waistband and carefully pulled them up before wrapping his arms around me and giving me a hug. “You are so beautiful Soph, you really are.” I reached behind to flush the toilet and washed my hands while talking to him before going back downstairs before the kids wondered where we had gone.

[Kupar 13,341]

I just love these detailed descriptions you share with us of your happy pee times @Sophie - I don't know anyone else on this site who is better able to combine tender love with tremendous naughtiness in words. Thanks so much to you and Mark for sharing your pee fun with us. 

 

[kalle2020 926]

What a wonderful story of a shared pee shenanigan, very hot and full of love and tenderness at the same time. Thanks for sharing it here, @Sophie!

 

13 hours ago, Sophie said:

He walked over to me and gave me a little cuddle, kissing my forehead ......... wrapping his arms around me and giving me a hug......

I can so well relate to what must have gone on in Mark's mind when he did that. I sometimes do the same to my wife when she sits on the toilet - she's just so cute then.....

[wettingman 571]

This is an arousing story. With your description I can almost hear that unstoppable tinkling in the toilet. Thank you for getting me excited this morning.

I reminds me of my ex sitting on the toilet while desperate. She was not to pee for five minutes. She lasted close to four before I heard the tell tale sound of her pee hitting the water. She said I can't hold it. 

Thank you. I have tried standing in front of the toilet with my dick out while desperate. I don't think I lasted a minute.