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Wet Stories
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I was on my second date with a really sweet girl, we went to see a band play on the other side of London, we had to catch two buses to get back home. I didn't think to pee before we left and had to wait for around 45 minutes for the first bus. We got on the bus for a journey which was about half an hour during which time I was getting a bit anxious and needed a loo. we got off the bus and knowing we may have another wait I said I'm going to have to look for somewhere to pee, we walked along the road toward the next bus stop, at this point I was gettin really desperate but couldn't see anywhere to go, nearly at the bus stop a bus comes from up the street, my girlfriend saw the bus and started running saying "if we miss this there probably won't be another one for ages," I ran for the bus with her and we both jumped on. we found a seat, I didn't know how long this journey was going to be and was by now almost certainly not going to get to her flat.
Twenty minutes into the journey I felt myself about to lose control and I said "we have to get off the bus I can't sit here any longer I'm going to wet myself" this was only our second date, I almost ran off the bus at the next stop, we had to walk about half a mile to her home. I was so desperate every few steps I thought I was going to give in, I had to hold my crotch, I had never felt so embarrassed, my girlfriend said that we're really close to home, I was barely able speak, we were on a busy street with numbers of people walking past. Minutes later we turned into a side street, a few more steps down that street I just couldn't hold on any longer she tried to be helpful by saying "don't worry we're nearly there," but it was no use I stopped, stood on the pavement and wet myself, she hugged me, I was saying sorry and wetting myself at the same time, she was really calm and acted as though nothing had happened. We got back to her flat, she insisted I stay rather than go back to my parents house in soaked jeans, it was all too obvious to anyone looking that I'd pissed myself, so I stayed, we slept in her bed, I went home the next day. We were together for some time after that, I never forgot her kindness.
Twenty minutes into the journey I felt myself about to lose control and I said "we have to get off the bus I can't sit here any longer I'm going to wet myself" this was only our second date, I almost ran off the bus at the next stop, we had to walk about half a mile to her home. I was so desperate every few steps I thought I was going to give in, I had to hold my crotch, I had never felt so embarrassed, my girlfriend said that we're really close to home, I was barely able speak, we were on a busy street with numbers of people walking past. Minutes later we turned into a side street, a few more steps down that street I just couldn't hold on any longer she tried to be helpful by saying "don't worry we're nearly there," but it was no use I stopped, stood on the pavement and wet myself, she hugged me, I was saying sorry and wetting myself at the same time, she was really calm and acted as though nothing had happened. We got back to her flat, she insisted I stay rather than go back to my parents house in soaked jeans, it was all too obvious to anyone looking that I'd pissed myself, so I stayed, we slept in her bed, I went home the next day. We were together for some time after that, I never forgot her kindness.


