I had no sooner imagined the plume of toilet particles hanging around the park bathroom before I was outside, freely urinating into a bed of clover. It’s one thing to accept that using shared bathrooms means likely inhaling aerosol particles expelled by recent users. It’s another thing to take on a potential extra health risk right now. One of the girls was obviously very desperate. She was moving on the spot a lot, and changing her position all the time. I noticed her because she was crossing her legs and fidgeting quite a lot. The two girls was chatting. One bus was coming in 8 minutes and another one in 18 minutes. I was hoping the girls was waiting for the one in 18 minutes. My friend is known to have a smaller bladder. She often requests stops on other trips much to the annoyance of whom ever is driving. Catching on that this is annoying she has since stopped requesting stops and just holds it until the next stop (normally gas or food so every couple of hours). Which normally results in her rushing to the restroom whenever we stop.

Niall frowned. “I need you for the rest of this mission. It’s not like I don’t have to go too.” Language: English Words: 31,264 Chapters: 10/10 Comments: 31 Kudos: 336 Bookmarks: 16 Hits: 58,840 The two girls stayed there for a couple of minutes. The desperate girl squirmed and stepped on the spot as they talked.She kept on peeing, it looked like it came out in long waves. And soon it started running down on the asphalt, forming a wet stain around her feet. It must have been totally arousing for you to watch her piss from so near, to see her squatting, to see how it is squirting and jetting out between her thighs and to hear how it is hissing. I love basically holding at more , but i it is absolutely hot too, to watch a girl pee, especially if she was holding it for so long and if she is needing it so really, really bad. She had now abandoned any pretense of hiding her predicament from me (although she was still managing to keep pretty quiet so the rest of the bus didn’t know). Both hands were thrust into her crotch and she was bouncing up and down. “Oh god oh god oh god. I have never been this desperate in my life” After some more time she started stepping from foot to foot for periods, in-between all the other squirming and fidgeting.

Awesome story! Do you remember what color/style panties she had on and whether or not she got them off with her jeans? Are there toilets round here?” She asked quietly as we were walking past some pop up food vans. There were not.Soon i noticed two girls on one of the bus stops. They must have arrived minutes earlier, as i hadn't seen them before. They were both in the middle of their twenties i guess. She started stepping from foot to foot for a while regularly. And every now and then she was "walkig on the spot" by lifting her feet up repeatedly.

I kept an eye on them from the bus stop. They arrived at the main entrance of the cinema. But apparently the door was closed. She did a little pee-pee dance there, after she found the cinema closed. Her bathroom break was canceled. The bus was obviously moving slow. The board said 8 minutes now. The electronic boards in my city are almost newer showing the correct time.Jane said it would be fine and she could wait, but as the music went on she was more and more desperate. She started stepping from foot to foot and occasionally curtseying down and grabbing her crotch. She was frantically looking around as if a toilet would have appeared somewhere. Anyway, we caught one to away a mile away from home and then walked the rest of the way. As you can imagine, I was desperate to go by the time I got off the bus and ran down an alley for a wee. She said this with a low voice, but i was close enough to hear it. She did her knee bending/bounching while saying this. The girl was well dressed. She looked like a nice and controlled girl, a girl that you wouldn't really expect to pee herself in public like this.