Posted by Mayre P on July 24, 2003 at 05:57 [65.129.88.103]
I have no fear of flying, now, after the last trip, I have no fear of the bathrooms. I don't have to use them!
The return trip was long. I again wanted to not use the bathroom, so I tried to hold it. Unfortunately, it was a 10 hour flight, and we were kept on the ground forabout 1 hour and 40 minutes. It looked like I would use the bathroom sometime, or get creative again.
I made it through about 6 hours of flying before I felt the need to pee. Shoot, what am I going to do. It had been very turbulent the whole way, the seatbelt signs were on more than they were off.
In about another hour I hit my limit and I really needed to pee. I got up and walked bakc, but the steward made be get back to my seat, too much turbulence. I went back and sat down. I thought, If i pee my seat, it would be his fault. That gave me an excuse. I will just pee in my seat. I would not mind a wet seat for the rest of the trip. But then I thought of the poor soul that would follow me,who would not enjoy that. This is not a movie theater where there are other seats to choose from.
It was near the uncontrollable stage now, any minute I would wet my seat wether iI wanted to or not. I had a quick idea. The give everyone a blanket to use and it comes wrapped in plastic, I quickly grabbed the blanket, tore a hole on the top, just lagre enough for, well, my pussy area, I lifted my skirt and slid it under me. A large, primitive diaper!
I sat on it for a while until the urge overwhelmed me. I relaxed and just peed away. It felt soo good after such a long holding period. I looked around as everyone was sleeping, or watching the screen, no one had any idea I was peeing my panties beside them! I must have filled the blanked bag, because I peed forever. I sat for a moment and enjoyed the wetness, the wet panties next to my skin and the warm feeling from below. I was really turned on by this time. I pulled the wet, heave blanket out from under me. The seat was dry, the diaper worked! Still aroused by the event, I set the blanked on my lap, reacked under to my wet panties and crotch, and rubbed myself to sleep.
F;ying should not be this much fun.
They do wash those blankets, dont they?
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