*Before you begin reading, note I started this story in August but just finished it up because I miiight have forgotten about it* So sadly my summer break has come to an end and this is my first week of college 😬😬. I had this happen on the first day, because I didn’t know where all the bathrooms were and I was really wanting to be at each class a little early to get a feel for everything going on. I was wearing a black T-shirt, a baby blue skirt, and solid orange panties. From what I can tell you can’t see through the skirt or see any panty lines. I try to be lady like with a skirt on but I can’t help but occasionally sit in ways where you might be able to get a good up skirt shot. I dunno 🤷♀️. Oh, and brown flats sandals
So the day started off fine, I was in no rush, I left and got to school pretty much on time. Like a minute or 2 late because parking was hard. It was packed okay lol. First class was fine, should be okay. I noticed some bathrooms on the way to my second class but didn’t stop cause I didn’t need to go. Even if I did, I probably won’t because after that 2nd class I have a little more than an hour of free time so I plan on just going home for that. That class went fine and only felt like I had to go right near the end. *insert me going home, eating lunch etc, going back and to my 3rd class.*
Now Wednesdays and Fridays I won’t be concerned with having to go to the bathroom during this class because on those days it is my last class of the day, so I’ll just go home and use the restroom. But Mondays worry me, because I only have 10 minutes to leave that class, which is on the 3rd floor of one building, and make my way to the second floor of the building right next to this one. So when that class was over I kinda felt like I had to go, probably because I drank a good amount of water with lunch. ( I mean come on, I won’t not drink at home with lunch just cause idk if I’ll have the chance to use the bathroom or not!) So the walk to the lab was a little uncomfortable, each step brought with it quick seconds of pain to my bladder cause my shoes didn’t provide much cushion. Also, I passed no bathrooms and the lab is 3 hours long so that pretty much confirmed that every Monday is gonna be stressful at the end of the day. ( I’m gonna have to dress accordingly, maybe) and I’ll leave lab desperate as hell to pee.
I got to lab, sat down and crossed my legs, the classic I gotta pee symbol. For the first hour everything was fine. My urge to pee was growing but I was doing my best to not think about it. I stood up to go grab something from across room when I felt my muscles give in, quickly I decided to bend down, squeezing my legs together, and act like I was itching my ankle. I began to pee, a little bit, but enough to dampen my crotch and to have a stream or two escape my underwear and start to run down my legs. But because I squeezed them together the streams didn’t make it far. But I had to stand back up and act like nothing happened. The quick movement caused my bladder to leak again but not much. Walking I could feel my damp crotch and wet legs, it was a little annoying because it was gonna get colder as it dried.
For the next hour and a half everything went smoothly. My urge to go was at an all time high for the day, but luckily we finished a half hour early. By now my crotch was pretty dried, a little damp but that was okay. As we wrapped up cleaning, and packing up, I reached across the table to grab my pencil, last thing I needed before I could get the heck home and pee. But leaning forward and stretching out to get my pencil put enough pressure on my bladder that I started to pee again. “Oh shit”, I thought as I snatched my pencil and sat up straight. I had gone for a good 2 seconds or so and it felt like a small part of the bottom of my butt was wet. “Oh god, what if it went through and left a little wetspot on the back of my skirt?” I decided to play it cool and as I stood up I acted like I was flattening out the back of my skirt. When really I was trying to feel for a damp spot near my butt. And I did, it was small, but I was sure it was noticeable if you looked long enough. I quickly put on my bag, which I hoped would help make the spot a little more difficult to make out. And I painfully, and a little embarrassingly, left the class and began the rather long walk to my car.
The walk is a good 5 minutes at the longest. That might be a bit of a stretch, but I know its no more than that. But it felt like an eternity. Each step was painful, and I badly wanted to hold myself but that would make it so embarrassingly obvious that I had to pee so bad that I didn’t. I just squeezed my bladder muscles with what strength I had left. 200 feet from my car and I started to pee. My crotch quickly became warm and wet, again. I felt pee running down my legs, tickling my feet, and heard some drops hitting the asphalt. This happened over a period of 3 seconds while walking, I was determined to not stop and was able to squeeze my muscles together again, stopping the flow. Nonchaulently I turned around to see a faint dark line of my piss behind me on the ground. “Ohh fuuck. I hope to god no one is watching me!” I thought to myself. My legs were wet with a few lines of drying pee, but I don’t think anything was noticeable unless you were watching me, or you saw that line of piss right behind me. Finally I get to my car and carefully sat down, trying to keep control of my bladder.
I leave for home, which is like a 10 to 15 minute drive, and I was…fairly…confident in myself to not lose control on the drive back. However my bladder had different ideas because as I was 5 minutes into the drive I had a good 3 second long squirt. “ohh fuck fuck fuck”, I shouted clenching my bladder muscles back together. I quickly looked down and pushed the top of my skirt back to see my crotch was dark orange and the back side of my skirt had a dark blue wet spot, maybe the size of a dollar bill. I come to a stop at a red light in front of a grocery store. I know they have a bathroom, and at this point in my struggle to stay dry, I knew I was failing, and wouldn’t make it home. As yet another spurt soaked my panties, I decided to go there and use the bathroom.
Pulling into the parking lot, I panic and realize there’s no way I’ll make it, and the back of my skirt is clearly wet and I’d be so embarrassed to walk in like this. So I frantically changed plans and parked behind the store. I jump out of my car, legs trembling and bladder screaming, I go to the passenger side of the car, facing away from the store. I wanted to pee standing so my panties would just get a little wet, but I quickly realized I was visible from the road parallel to the side of the store. I HAD to sit down and go for me not to be seen. Reluctantly I began to squat down and sit, resting my back against the tire.
I couldn’t even finish squatting before my poor, bulging bladder exploded on myself. Hot piss burst into my panties as I sat down. The classic hissing could be heard as I sat helplessly making a mess of myself. I felt my butt dampen and warmup, and within seconds I could feel myself sitting in a pool of pee that was getting larger by the second. I took a sigh of relief and thought to myself, “I hope this doesn’t end up being how each of my Mondays will end.” Right as I was finishing up, I noticed the asphalt was dark all around where I was sitting and piss was slowly running down the lot.
I then stood up and was met with that puddle of pee that pooled up at my butt. It ran down the back of my legs and onto my feet. I shook my feet thinking that could help dry them 😂. I looked at the huge wet spot I left on the asphalt and then looked at my backside. My skirt was a dark blue, with little bits of asphalt stuck to the wet fabric. My skirt was clinging to my butt so I could see my panty line.
Before I got back into my car, I turned my skirt around so the wet side was facing the front. I didn’t want to get my car seat wet, and I headed home.
Once home I got out of the car and there was a wet spot the size of my butt on the seat and on my skirt. I hurried in and up to my bathroom. Taking the skirt off I could see that my crotch and entire butt was dark orange and damp. I decided to shower in them and then change into white panties and black gym short shorts.
So there ya have it, my first college desperation and accident. I’ve always hated not knowing where the bathrooms are when I start school. Like, each new semester in HS I’d make it a priority to make note of the bathrooms closest to my classrooms and ones along the path I’d take to those classes. It’s gonna take me a while to find the ones I need here so that’s the goal for this week. Like I’ve said before I like some control over when I’m desperate but doesn’t always work out hahaha. I think every Monday I’m gonna end up having to go real bad by the time that lab is done at 6. Have to wait and seeeee. Hope you guys enjoyed the story! Til next time!
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