The whole story written below is not an invention but the purest truth.

Here is how it was. Three girls gathered like that - students after a busy school day, which lasted almost endlessly, relax a little. In billiards to play, drink a beer on a mug. Especially since the weekend was on the nose. The decision appeared as something spontaneously but was strengthened quickly. We tried to gather more people, but nothing came of it. Everyone had some business. We waved our hand and went to the nearby billiards - bar. The truth immediately decided not to sit for a long time. Let's play one batch, drink a cup of beer and go home. But as it usually happens in such cases, after one mug another followed, after another and a third. In the end, after five beers, we decided it was time to go home. It was already late, around twelve, and in order to catch the subway we quickly left the bar. The problem was only in one, the girlfriends went to the toilet and I did not. Well, never mind, I thought I would get to the house, and then go to the toilet. Everything was nothing but the code we went down to the subway and parted (the girlfriends had to go the other way), waiting for the train, I felt that I really wanted to go to the toilet. Of course, it was possible to get out of the metro and pee somewhere on the street, but the problem was that the metro was already closing! I decided to be patient.

Finally, the sound of an approaching train was heard and the wind blew on me. I went into the car. It was almost empty, and only at the other end of it was a couple in love. They were busy kissing and did not pay attention to me at all. After one stop, they got out and I was left completely alone in the carriage. By this time, the desire to pee was so strong that I barely restrained myself not to sign up. Throwing my legs over, I could barely restrain the urine and I realized that I was going to get home, I was going to vry. If I could get out of the subway. The train reached the next station and started off again. It was not long to go for another ten minutes. There were no passengers in the car. In the next, some kind of drunken noisy company of pretty adults was driving, shook the bottles. They paid me no attention. I was driving in the last car. As soon as the train left the station, I realized that I could not endure it anymore. The beginning of the movement of the train was accompanied by a push from which I almost let a trickle into my underwear. With all my strength I was clutching my legs and mechanically looking around the car I suddenly realized that it was empty and at that very moment I realized that I no longer tolerate it. Then I decided! What is the point of wetting my pants, and I felt that in a couple of seconds and I would just piss off, it would still be a puddle. So is it not easier to sit down and pee on the floor of the car, especially since there is no one else in the car? In a matter of seconds, I made a decision and stood up with firm steps, holding my crotch, and went to the door of the car.

The jeans I was wearing pressed on my stomach and everything inside was already aching. The button Something did not give in as constraining myself, I unbuttoned my jeans and seized it together with the panties. She pulled them to her knees. It was just in time. I still didn’t have time to crouch as a powerful stream rushed out of me with a whistle and hit the floor of the car. Drops of urine, spray scattered on both sides settling on the floor of the door and the wall of the seat. Interrupting the jet for a second, I sat down comfortably and spread my legs wider. Again, a powerful stream of hissing foamed a rather large puddle. Now my jet beat forward. A puddle spread through the house. A trickle of it flowed to the opposite doors swaying in so the vibrations of the car. It all happened much faster than I describe here.

Gradually, the stream began to weaken and soon a thin trickle flowed out of me. Muscle strength, I pushed the remnants of urine on the floor. The train should have come to the next station. And what if someone comes in? I hurriedly jumped up and on the move pulling and buttoning jeans rushed to the opposite end of the car. Leaving wet marks.As soon as I managed to get on the train, I slowed down and stopped. Someone apparently tried to go into the car, I heard something like "Fu, let's go to the next one here."

True, the next one never appeared and I never knew who said that. The voice was female. The next station was mine. I got out of the car and got home without any extra adventures. Here is a story.