Nearly made i home after school

[Anna99 224]

I would like to tell you a story that happened when I was about 17 or 18. I was going to school and was still living with my parents. It happened on a tuesday. I had a long school day which means from 8.00 to 16.30 with an hour lunch time. I usually never went to the school bathrooms and held it till I was home. At lunch that day I had to pee like always but it was a bit more urgent than normal. It was a warm spring day so to keep hydrated I was drinking a bit more than usual. I remember wearing a tight medium blue jeans. Lunch passed and I was heading into the 7th lesson of the day. During the lesson the urge to pee got stronger and stronger so I kept my legs together as close a possible. The lesson ended and the last hour of the day began. I considered going to the bathrooms between the lessons, but since they are not very clean I decided against it. By the end of the lesson it was very bad. I tried crossing my legs, but uncrossed them immediately since they were too tight and put too much pressure on my bladder. My bladder was sticking out which made the jeans even tighter. The lesson ended and I was panicking. Standing up the desperation became even worse and I had to concentrate to keep everything in. I went to the bus stop and the bus came immediately. The bus was pretty full but I found a free seat. Sitting down felt better, but the urge came back after only a minute. The busride was just 5 minutes. I was texting my mom that I had to pee and to make sure that the bathroom was free when I come home. The road has some bumps which made it nearly impossible to hold it. I strengthened every muscle down there. After a bigger bump it became too much and I lost a spurt. Short but pretty strong. The jeans didn't show any wetness fortunately. I was afraid of standing up and getting off the bus, but I made it without leaking. Going into the entance I was waiting for the elevator. I was squirming like crazy and lost another spurt. This time it made a little patch about the size of a quarter. I got in the elevator, it went up and my mom did already open the door for me. I said a quick hello and went the bathroom with one hand between my legs and one holding my bladder. The next part sounds like fiction, but it happened exactly like this. I went into the bathroom and wasn't able to put down my zipper!  The sight of the toilet made me lose another squirt, making the patch bigger. I returned to the living room and asked my mom to help me. She understood the urgency cause the patch was visible by now. She wasn't able to untie it because I was squirming so much. So she told me to stand still and put my hand away from my bladder. Second try she did put a hand on top of my jeans while the other was working on my zipper. That put even more pressure on my bladder and I felt a very sharp pain like never before. My flood gates opened and I wasn't able to hold it anymore. It began with a slow stream which became stronger fast and lasted for over a minute. There was nothing I could do. My mom was understanding and I went to shower afterwards. This was one of the times I completely peed myself. I hope you like it.