I was getting ready for a trip to the beach for a week with my boy friend. I lived about four hours away from the beach and was going to meet him there. I planned to leave after I finished up my job as a waitress. I packed some of my things and quietly went to bed. The next morning I got up around 9:00am. I put on a white tank top shirt, and squeezed into a small pair of shorts, about two sizes too small, showing off my body. Not needing to be at work until 3:00pm, I decided to go shopping around. After going to a few stores I was a little thirsty, so I got two beers, one for now and one for later- but I ended up drinking both pretty much one right after the other. A while later I got tired of shopping and started to leave for work; if you must know work for me is at a Pizza Inn. As I was heading for my car a small weak itch to pee hit me, but I ignored it and started off to work.

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It started off as just a regular Saturday: playful, passionate morning sex followed by a movie and an early lunch. My boyfriend and I have been dating for several months now but we still have that new relationship excitement.
I’ve never told him about my desperation fetish but I think he’d find it gross. He’s as macho as he’s totally hot, and I don’t want to take the risk. The closest I get to involving him is being slightly full during sex sometimes, simply to increase my own pleasure.
Being into desperation gives me the advantage of not genuinely being caught short too often. But today I overlooked the effect of "breaking the seal". I previously thought that this only happened with beer but learned the hard way that this is not the case. Basically if you drink large quantities of fluid over a few hours, you can put off peeing the first time for a while but After that you’ll go from needing to pee to practically wetting yourself relatively quickly.

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There was a new Mexican place that my friend insisted I just had to try. I had my doubts since she’s never been into spicy food. Then it dawned on me. Tammy broke her ankle a few days back and she probably had a bad case of cabin fever. There was no way I could turn her down, even in the middle of a busy Sunday.
I have to admit Tammy looks very cute on crutches. She’s petite and wears these pleated mini skirts that give her the prep school girl look even though we’re older than that. Everyone was very courteous at the restaurant, holding the door open for her and giving her sympathetic smiles.
I’m technically hotter, but she looks younger and more endearing. I was glad I wore my tank top and really short shorts so that I was getting some looks too.
It was a busy lunch hour.

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My original story was based on true events but not quite. What is true is that I am twenty and The Diet really has taken off at my office causing some pretty interesting events - well it’s of interest to me anyway. While I am heterosexual something about seeing someone (regardless of gender) desperate to pee makes me crazy.
Anyway, at the office there is this girl Hannah who is very pretty but not exactly a rocket scientist and is kind of full of herself. The truth is that I doubt we’d talk if we didn’t go to the same gym. She came over to me the other week and casually asked me if I thought The Diet made me better at holding it. I replied that yeah, of course it did since it makes you used to handling large quantities of liquid.

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I drank quite a bit this afternoon and now sitting at my desk, still in my work clothes, fully conscious of the way my bladder is filling. I’m at the point where I’m only slightly uncomfortable - I fidget from the time to time and although I try to keep my thighs from touching they snap together when I’m not being vigilant.
Oh how I love this. Figured it was a good time to introduce myself. I’m a closet case. Twenty years old and my boyfriend doesn’t know a thing about this little obsession of mine. I am very secretive about it. But I feel like sharing this bit of myself with you.
Ever since I realized that being desperate gives me a huge thrill, I started experimenting with it.

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She rapped loudly at the door. "What’s taking so long? Get out already!"
I was mildly annoyed. What was this woman’s problem? It was Marie’s voice, I realized. That particular co-worker of mine was a little uptight - especially since she lost that weight - but I brushed it off and figured she was just cranky. This was a bit much, though. I had only been in the bathroom for a minute.
"Can’t a girl pee in peace?" I said loudly, my bladder leisurely emptying.
"HURRY UP!" she almost shouted. "You’re such a selfish pig! Don’t you realize you’re not the only female who pees in this office?"

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This story is fiction, although it is based on a real event that was mentioned to me a few years ago by a friend of the main character- whose name has been changed. The final outcome actually happened, but the rest of the story I have made up to fit credibly around it, based on what seems likely from what details I was told, and from various experiences of my own.
"Okay, well I’ll see you on Friday night," Kylie said to Dale, her new boyfriend. They gave each other a quick kiss then left the small inner-city park where they’d met for lunch. Dale had to go back to work, but the rest of the afternoon was Kylie’s to spend as she wished, as she had only casual work, and there would be no more for her for the rest of the week.

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My name is Anna and I have been into watersports for a while. I love filling my bladder to capacity and seeing how long I can hold it at home. Anything in public however is off limits, I am much too self-conscious to ever try it outside, and always go to the bathroom before any emergency arises. This day however was different. On the way back from class I stopped for gas and bought myself a large cappuccino, getting ready for a long afternoon of studying for midterms before going out with friends that night.

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I had several drinks of water before we left. I was told to go to the toilet before we left, but I didn’t.

When we got to the park, I was asked to look after my younger sisters. I was wearing black knickers, a blue skirt down to my knees, and a white T-shirt.

After a while, I began to feel the need to pee. I ignored it, and I continued to watch my sisters. My family said they were going home for an hour, leaving me on my own with them, a responsibility thing they said.

After a short while, I really needed to pee.

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It was late (past ten) one warm Saturday evening. My three friends and I had been out, strolling along the darkened streets of our quiet little town. Streetlights cast a pale yellow glow across the concrete that outshone the meager light of the moon. The song of the nocturnal city wildlife, you know annoying bugs and birds, was drowned out by our constant chatter and peals of laughter.
Oh, but maybe I should tell you a little about my friends and myself first; and since I’m the one telling the story, it’s only fair that I get first description. My name is Emily Armstrong and at the time of this story I was eighteen and a recent High school grad.

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Mia Stevens got out of her white Kia Reo, the only car she could afford when her college costs were considered, and knew that she was more than a little nervous. It was late evening on a cool September night; the sun’s final blood red rays were streaming through the leaves of a nearby tree. She pulled her blue jean jacket closer around her body to fend off the wind and started up the sidewalk towards the pale green house.

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MaryBeth Pickman did little to hide her annoyance when her mother told her that the family was going to the zoo for her little brother Joey’s birthday. She was, after all, eighteen years old, an adult and far too old to be going to the zoo with a small child. But, her mother had used the famous "as long as you’re living under my roof, you’re living under my rules, and I say you are coming," and MaryBeth was forced to go. She was more than a little upset, thinking it unfair for her mother to say that to her, but she had little choice and that Friday found herself riding next to an overly excited Joey who did little more than talk about how much he wanted to see a real live elephant.

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That night, when she came home, she was feeling very naughty….
But let’s start at the beginning. Nicole was a very hot girl in her early twenties. With her long blonde hair, she was a typical cheerleader type- wearing the latest and tightest fashion around. Her favorites were a black lycra-spandex pair of pants, a thong (as long as it wasn’t visible from any angle) and a matching black top (preferably without a bra, as gravity hadn’t gotten hold of her nice breasts yet). And even though a push up bra would have fitted her well, she wasn’t planning on wearing one tonight. She would have a lot of moments for herself and didn’t want to be blocked from touching her nipples in any way.
For the same reason she had decided not to wear any underwear.

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Kelli stood outside her sister’s doorway, piss still dripping from the panties her older sister was recently wearing, her red hair laying down over her shoulders and green eyes almost shimmering. Kelli giggled slightly.
Allie stood in her room; blushing so hard you could see it through her brown hair that cluttered her face. Kelli walked away, making sure the dark blue panties were a little bit up her ass for her sister to see, as she walked into her room. Allie stood there, knowing that Kelli had something planned from the glimmer in her eye. She cautiously walked over to her sister’s door, which was open, but was dark inside. She stood there, looking in the room for Kelli, but couldn’t find her. She proceeded inside to have her sister close the door. Allie jumped and her sister giggled.
"Careful, sis," Kelli teased, "You might wet your panties…or rather, my panties." Kelli pulled out a package in the dark that Allie couldn’t make out, but she could hear a crinkling sound, and in her other hand was a white bottle.

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It was a cool autumn day when 25 year old Melissa stood on her friend’s doorstep, her long black hair blowing across her sexy eyes in the brisk breeze. Mel is the type of girl that has "the eyes." "The eyes" are the type of eyes that can give a super sexy look and get anyone to do anything. She fidgeted with her panties for a moment as they were riding into her crotch cause she liked to wear tight satin panties. These ones were blue with flower prints on them under her baby pink mini skirt. She made sure her tits looked nice and perky in her matching pink halter-top and knocked on the door. After she knocked on the door she realized pulling her panties out of her pussy made her horny and she shifted her legs.
Her 21-year-old friend Ashley opened up the door.

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‘Oh fucking GOD it’s too fucking HOT today,’ thought Summer as she walked down the street with her friend.
"Yeah it is," her friend Mandy replied. Summer’s brain stopped for a second before she realized that she was thinking out loud.
"So what are we going to do?" Summer asked, her long blonde hair falling almost seductively over her face, sweat dripping from her shoulders down under her tank top, making her 36 Cs glisten under the hot sun. The only thing on her that wasn’t sweaty was her toned, tan legs, which looked especially sexy in her short pink & white striped satin basketball shorts. For being 25 she definitely looked like she could still be in high school and yet would get any guy’s testosterone pumping. She secretly enjoyed watching bumps form in their pants when she walked by.

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One day, 19-year-old Allie was sitting home alone in the summer time, just hanging out in her short denim skirt and pink camisole (and if you were looking up her skirt you would see her dark blue cotton bikini panties.) She sat there on the couch bored, watching TV and sipping at her Coke. She was quite a naughty and promiscuous girl, and got anyone she wanted when she wanted them…it wasn’t too hard for her; all she had to do was throw her long, brunette hair over her shoulder and smile her shiny lips at somebody, show off her perfect white teeth with the glitter in her brown eyes and she had them.

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Oh no, I woke up too late!

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Lisa woke up nervous today, because today wasn’t just another day. First of all, let me tell you about Lisa. She’s very pretty, long tanned legs, tight ass, 36C cup, and sexy brunette hair to match her cute brown eyes. She’s also very bisexual; she may even prefer girls to guys. And for the past few months she’s been toying over the Internet, getting interested in the idea of being dominant and having a submissive girl. And today was the day she was going to meet the girl she had been talking with for those few months. From the pictures she saw, Christy is a feisty redhead girl with shoulder length curly hair who is athletic and has perky tits.

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It was another boring day, as always, 25-year-old Victoria thought as she sat on the edge of her bed. She sat there, letting the warm sun soak her through the windows, glistening on her tight, tan body. She ran her hand over her rock hard abs and smiled as she looked down at herself. She loved her body and she loved the attention it got. She didn’t have a boyfriend but she loved fucking a different guy every night. She knew she was a total slut and didn’t care. She sat there thinking how it was Thursday, wishing it were Friday so she could go clubbing.

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