wettingthebed 99 Posted December 4, 2015 Popular Post Share Posted December 4, 2015 Hi, I'm new here and figured I'd share a recent wetting experience that I had in the library at my university. I know some people like a visual, so: I am an 18 year old girl, brunette and kinda p ale. I'm 5'3, 130 pound and at the time was wearing a light green dress with a brownish jacket and gray leggings, and worn brown boots. My underwear was dark blue cotton bikini style bottoms and bra. The day it happened I was trying to get a headstart on studying for finals, so I grabbed my already third coffee of the day and headed to the library, which is four stories and I'm only kinda familiar with the first floor. When I got there though it was crowded and noisy so I figured I'd go to the top floor since no one really goes there and it would be quiet. There were a bunch of rows of high shelves in the main room, with two doorways either side leading to who knows where.I found a little area between the shelves with some comefy armchairs and spent the next three hours power studying bio. At the three hour mark the coffee caught up to me, but I liked to see how long I could hold it, and I figured the doors led to a hallway with bathrooms, so I wasn't far. Eventually I was jiggling in my seat, and my bladder was f full to bursting. At this point it distracted me from my notes so I got up uncomfortably and quickly strode to the nearest doorway, which, as I predicted, led to a small hall. It was kinda dark, and there were only three unmarked doors. Now I was kinda nervous. If there wasn't a bathroom on this floor my chances of making it to the bathroom on the floor below didn't feel very good. It was deserted, so I held myself and walked stiffly as I tried each door. One was an empty conference room and the other two were locked. I tried to stay calm and walked carefully back to the main room, now walking normally because there was another girl studying in a corner. There was still the other hallway, so I headed there, my heart racing as a teeny spurt wet my panties a bit. In the safety of the next empty hall I held myself tightly to prevent more leaks. This hall ended in another sitting area with armchairs and a couch, and at the other end, thank god, were restrooms. I waddled over to them and tried the handle. It was locked! I moaned, and tried the men's room. Also locked! Now I was full on panicking. I could barely hold it another minute, let alone go downstairs and pass a bunch of people and risk wetting myself! I had to, though, so I started walking again when a big wave of desperation hit me... And more pee trickled out. I could feel it saturate part of my leggings. I looked down, but my dress seemed to hide the wet spot. I had to walk slow, tears rimming my eyes, until my bladder was threatening another leak so I threw my hands over my crotch and sat in an armchair, squeezing my legs together. But too late. More pee came out and didn't stop this time, and I started wetting myself in the chair. My legs and bum grew warm and wet as I soaked my leggings. I knew the chair was getting soaked too so I stood up, full on peeing and crying now, watching my leggings darken then glisten as a yellow puddle formed on the linoleum. I couldn't believe it. I'd peed myself at the library. I took a quick stock and found to my relief it didn't show on my dress. No one was around still, so I pulled my leggings and panties off and threw them in the trash (the leggings were old and had a hole anyways), then dried my legs and shoes with tissues. Some pee had pooled inside my shoes but it wasn't noticeable. I felt bad leaving the puddle, but was too afraid to tell someone so I left. On the drive home, though, the shock and shame was wearing off and I felt very free with no panties. I already had to go again from all that coffee, so with a small smile I let a little bit out on the seat (it had a cover on it because I have dogs). It felt nice so the whole way back I kept peeing in little bits. Then when I got out at my house I peed the rest, letting it stream down my legs on the way in. And that was it, sorry its a bit long. It was my first public accidental wetting, and even though I was terrified I have to admit it was freeing and nice after. oienacs, OscaMen, TheGreatNobody and 20 others 23 Quote Link to comment
EverythingGold 48 Posted December 5, 2015 Share Posted December 5, 2015 Nice story! Feel free to pm me anytime! would love to hear more :) Quote Link to comment
h1234 56 Posted December 5, 2015 Share Posted December 5, 2015 Hey, great story. would like to hear more some time. Quote Link to comment
Rubic13 145 Posted December 6, 2015 Share Posted December 6, 2015 Great story. Its nice you were able to enjoy the experience even if it was after some "damage control". Quote Link to comment
itismerich 1 Posted December 6, 2015 Share Posted December 6, 2015 Great story! Message me sometime if you'd like to. Keep it up! Can't wait for more from you! Quote Link to comment
KozmoFox 5,644 Posted December 6, 2015 👮 Moderator Share Posted December 6, 2015 So that's what covered up my favorite old book smell. Quote Link to comment
eru 49 Posted December 6, 2015 Share Posted December 6, 2015 tha was really hot! Quote Link to comment
StrawberyPanic 10 Posted December 7, 2015 Share Posted December 7, 2015 The thirst in this thread is incredible Quote Link to comment
wettingthebed 99 Posted December 11, 2015 Author Share Posted December 11, 2015 Thanks guys, glad you like it! I usually do wettings in private trying to see how long I can hold it, but I've had a few accidents here and there in public. I'll try and post some more stuff Quote Link to comment
nmbear 0 Posted May 6, 2017 Share Posted May 6, 2017 great story hope you did stop there with your public wet and if you didn't i like to here more but you should keep your panties if you don't what to wee them keep a zip lock bag with you Quote Link to comment
slayer7058 0 Posted May 9, 2017 Share Posted May 9, 2017 Wow that sounds amazing Quote Link to comment
wettingman 1,586 Posted May 10, 2017 Share Posted May 10, 2017 I love long richly detailed stories of desperation. No worries about the story being long, the longer and more detailed the better.. You did a great job relating your desperation and wetting at the library . Thank you. Quote Link to comment
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