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Dating A Pisser by Lou, April 1994
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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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