Sunday, January 29, 2012
Dating A Pisser by Lou, April 1994
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Sunday, January 22, 2012
Monday, January 16, 2012
Damp Denims
Just a quick note to let you know about a rousing experience I had the other day. I've been reading the letters about knicker wetting and I noticed that nearly all the girls involved were wearing skirts. This means that if they wee while standing, they only wet their pants and no-one is the wiser, (as I have found on the few occasions I have wet myself). Recently I went out for the evening with a couple of girlfriends of mine, and after a couple of drinks we decided to move on to another pub. We leapt on a passing bus to go to another town about twenty minutes away. By the time we had arrived, I was fairly desperate for a piss and after getting in my round of drinks, I hurried off the the Ladies. There was only one cubicle and the door was locked, so I stood there with my legs crossed and hoped the occupant would not take too long. Soon I was getting really worried and I had to hold one hand between my legs. I was beginning to regret my tight jeans now, for two reasons: one was that the waist band was pressing against my bladder; and secondly, if I had been wearing a skirt I could have pulled my knickers to one side and had a pee standing. But it's a bit obvious if you're crouching down with your jeans around your ankles! In agony and in ever increasing danger of wetting myself, I knocked on the cubicle door and asked if she's hurry up. There was silence, and in frustration I thumped the cubicle door. It swung open to reveal an empty cubicle, the door had only been stuck. In my surprise and relief, I must have relaxed a bit and I had to pull my jeans down quickly as I slowly but uncontrollably dribbled pee in an ever-spreading dark wet patch around my crotch. I managed to get my pee hole clear and sit on the loo before the main torrent started to flood out, but when I stood up and pulled my jeans up, I had a very embarrassing wet patch around my crotch. I had no alternative but to return to my friends who instantly saw that I'd wet myself, and I had to go home on the bus with some very funny looks from fellow passengers. On reaching home I sat in the loo with my jeans on and emptied my bladder again while rubbing myself off at the same time. Hope you like this. Jo-Anne, London
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