I tried to stand up but as soon as I moved and released a tiny bit of the pressure I spurted a small gush of pee. It was probably only a teaspoon in reality but in my mind I was in panic and kept repeating in my head the recording..."I'm Peeing My Pants, I'm Peeing My Pants". I just knew the second I stood I was going to pee my pants. I tried bounce up, a split second off my heels, when it felt i'd be alright and I didn't pee. So with the key ready I tried to unlock the door, and a heavy long spasm hit again, probably 10 seconds this time, but I still held it. Oh man, it was fluttering, so intense. It was like the muscle was just about giving out completely and going between holding and just letting go...but a really fast sensation like less then a second maybe between the pulses. At the letting go point I had no power to control it at all...but it was still holding it though, to the very bare minimum of just about releasing a very full bladder. These pulses were in series, waves, like contractions. However at the end of the wave or series of pulses, was the heaviest and hardest to hold.
I was so aching to pee, and there was this wierd pressure that started to almost force me to push at the end of the pulses but I was fighting it with every oz. of my being.
So that was where I was at during the spasm at the door right before I got in the house. It was as if the pulses had increased in intensity, eash one, and the last one was really bad and was trying to make me push. I remember peeing a really tiny stream for a split second. I tried to walk. Then nearly right away I got another series of very intense pulses and I peed a gush at the last pulse again...and had to grab my pussy and tried to get to the bathroom but the spasm's just kept coming. There was nearly no time in between them now and they came closer and closer together. My muscle power was weaker and it was releasing at the end of the pulses longer and trying to make me push harder. At the end of eash series of pulses I was peeing a bit. It was to the point by the time I got to the bathroom, that I was peeing on about every second or third pulse even while my hand was squeezing my pussy as hard as it could. I was still holding more than 3/4 of the time though so I don't think I had wet my pants too bad.
By the time I got to the bathroom door the pulses were almost continuous. Even though I was holding myself hard, my pussy was still getting this intense pushing feeling, coming on stronger and stronger. Finally at the toilet, I crossed my legs hard and tried to rip my pants off but I got such a huge seriers of pulses and urge to push that I was peeing more than I was holding and at the end of the series came a huge involuntary push and a huge gush of pee. As I uncrossed my legs and ripped my pants off I started peeing full-stream; I just couldn't hold it anymore. A huge gushing stream flowed down my legs, soaked my pants that were down below my knees and caused a flood on the tile floor but I quickly sat and managed to get the remainder into the bowl.
The relief was so great that I then masturbated right there on the pee soaked toilet seat. It was several years later that I realized this was a fetish and tired to do it deliberately as I L-O-V-E this type of pee sensation at certain times; the fluttering pulses, the waves of intense urge, but I have never been able to achieve that delibrately to the same degree as that one time.


