I have the permission of the woman in this story to post this online with her name changed (she recently learned about my fetish):Four of us went on a long hiking trip (about 15 miles) in a region that is mostly above treeline, leaving early in the day on our adventure. I had a couple of bus rides when I was younger that were excruciatingly painful: just a continuous ache that would not go away, but was sharper at every bump that the bus went over.

Sharon dressed herself in tight jeans which showed off her perfectly shaped athletic ass and a tight pink t–shirt under a heavy winter coat. She sighed a breath of relief, wiped around her trimmed dark pubic mound and pulled up her panties and slacks. After they walked down the stairs and into the kitchen Carie told Linda to sit down, they needed to talk.I've got to pee so bad I'm about to bust and my tables are being a pain," Amber replied, wincing as she felt a surge of pressure expand through her. We decided to do 3 rounds: Round 1- Glass of water, Round 2- Huge cup of soda, Round 3- Various Challenges. A slightly tubby one, Amber thought, she probably wanted to lose weight and look like the other girls, who mostly were quite attractive. It all happened last summer as my former boyfriend and I were making a late night car journey, taking us home from the wedding of an old college friend. She turned left into the parking lot, locked her car, and ran into the restaurant, her bladder screaming its last desperate signals, her need to pee at the peak of desperation.

She had managed to separate herself from Sherry and Sabrina, using the excuse of wanting to enjoy the sunshine for a bit while they waited in line. Upon leaving with red cheeks and a soaked suit, Barry realizes he enjoyed the day's events a little more than he had previously anticipated.She didn’t need the assistance of any screaming this time, either, but it must have been just as painful. I told her that it was so bad that that the only way I was going to be able to wait was to keep holding myself. The pitch of the sound roaring from the tiny thermos rose in pitch as the level of the liquid rose in the cylindrical container and was muffled by the foam created by the intense stream.

While Maria was screaming this stream of anguish, she handed me the filled thermos, which I took and with one movement turned over outside the window. What a mess though- I'm going to lock the doors so nobody goes in the restrooms until we fix this," and Laura went off, locking both doors, her shoes and the bottom of her slacks soaked in water from the broken water main.In theory it ought to be almost impossible to wet your knickers while travelling with a caravan, after all, you are towing a toilet with you! Sonya was still incredibly nervous, but it was better than her having wet clothes that was for sure. Molly, the team captain, a young girl with her brown hair tied back in a ponytail and with tiny glasses, asked nervously raising her hand. Maria placed the opening of the thermos under her pussy; how she could know where to place it, I had no idea, for she could not possibly see the thermos opening through that enormous bush of hers.