My good girlfriend Evelyn and her husband Tony and I all took off on a nice warm sunny afternoon on a boat ride in his 20 Ft cuddy. It had canvas curtains in case of rain, a little storage hutch and inboard motor and it was quite fast.
So we were crusing down the river on a "Saturday Afternoon" and having a good time. I was dressed in light blue shorts, blue panties, white top, Nikes and white sox. Evelyn was dressed the same except she had on red shorts. Evelyn was in charge of refreshments as Tony was the captain.
Tony asked first for a beer and soon we all cracked open a can.Eve and I each downed 3 beers in a short time as it was hot. We were having a great time then all of a sudden I started to feel the effects of the beer with the filling of my bladder. So here we are, skipping thru the waves and wake left by the other passing boats, bouncing up and down with a crash sometimes, and I got to pee.
We were on the way to a resturant about 8 miles downriver for dinner, and along the way the riverbank was almost sheer rocks and piers. There was no way if we pulled close to shore I could get out of the boat for a pee, and oh, I gotta pee; I gotta pee bad!
I noticed Evelyn appeared to not be in any discomfort at all. I supposed she was used to putting away a few and holding her pee for these long boat rides.
Oh, Im sitting on the rear seat of the boat and each wave and splash and the virbration of the engine made it worse and worse. I really needed to pee someplace soon or I would wet my pants for sure so I sat with my my legs together and my thighs jammed tight trying to not let any pee escape, and without embarassing myself by holding my aching pussey in front of the others.
We had quite a ways to go yet, about another 20 minutes or more when I realized I wasn't going to make it without pissing myself in front of Evelyn and Tony.
Then we passed this big cruiser that made a large wake which broke over the bow of our boat. It slammed into the water and with each smack of the waves I could feel a little pee escaping into my panties and making the seam of the crotch of my shorts show a little streak of wetness. I was minutes away from a major gusher in front of my friends yet I couldn't ask to stop as there was no where to go.
Tony called to Evelyn for something he needed and she bent down and went inside the little storage compartment. A little warm trickle of pee started to squirt into my panties and no matter how hard I squeezed, I just couldn't keep it in. Then another wave, and another squirt of pee shot out this time soaking through to my shorts. I leaned over the side of the boat and tried to clamp off the pee flow by crossing my legs and my hand splashed into the wave that just came up and I took a palm full of the water and splashed it onto myself and then a second handfull and spashed my self again. Dispite having my legs locked together with all my strength the pressure in my bladder became to severe; I felt the warm pee exiting my body, pooling in my pants and running all over the seat and floor. I reached and grabbed another handful of water and splashed myself in the crotch and then another higher up. I was soaked now; my blue shorts were dark blue and I had a puddle by my shoes. Evelyn popped up from the hutch and gave Tony 2 bumpers for the sides of the boat for when we docked. She then turned and noticed my soaking shorts and said, "Oh my, those waves really got you. You sure are soaked," here's a towel to dry off a bit before we get to the resturant."
I took the towel with a smile and dried off my legs and thighs and then put it under my butt to soak up some of the wetness. It wasnt all river water though as I could smell my warm pee!
Soon we pulled up to the dock, tied up, and I got off the boat. It was impossible to tell I had pissed myself except for the faint smell of pee. Evelyn dashed up the walkway to the resturant for the ladies restroom. Tony with his cast iron bladder just tied up the boat and sauntered up the walkway. I followd Evelyn to the ladies and
as I got there I could hear Evelyn in the stall already pissing a very loud gusher. She said, "I was almost about to wet my pants, Im glad we got here just in time, how about you?"
I said, "Oh Im ok, just gotta go a little," and sat down and finished peeing what I was able to finally hold in earlier.
After dinner we again boarded the boat heading for home. About halfway home Tony said, "man I got to pee bad" and went and stood on the side of the boat away from us, took out his willy and pissed a torrent. Geez, I wish us gals could do that so easily.
It started to get dark as we made our way towards our home dock and I had to pee again. Due to my recent strain on my bladder muscle, this time it was getting urgent really fast but it was dark out so I reached thru the pantleg on my shorts and started to rub my vigina to try and prevent another flood but it was already leaking. With the added security of a jacket covering my lap I pushed my finger into my pussy and tried blocking my pee hole in a last effort to remain dry but I soon became arroused and after another minute or so had a body stiffing climax back there in the dark corner of the boat immediately followed by a strong gushing pee. Although my shorts and panties were soaked again the darkness hid my naughty secret.